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Probably because James was on my mind I awoke around three a.m., restless. I replayed chunks of our conversation over in my mind but it was mostly the unspoken that resonated with me. Looks, smiles, eye contact at the most intimate moments.

I got out of bed in the dark, sliding on a light peignoir over my nudity. The hot day had given over to a warm night.. Glancing out the window, I spied a sliver of moon and heard the chirps of night insects, hugged myself, and moved into the living room. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. I’d excused myself to go to the restroom while we were at the coffee shop; unbeknownst to him, my nether regions had become damp with excitement and I needed a break.

What if he’d come home with me, I thought, instead of being a gentleman and giving me a chaste kiss on the forehead? A shiver coursed through me and in a ray of moonlight through the blinds I spied my nipples perked at attention. Well, then. There was nothing for it but it but to take this fantasy to its pleasurable conclusion.

I stood, eyes closed, legs slightly apart, envisioning us coming to my door, touching a little, but not too much. He’d been perfectly respectful. A bit flirty but not pervy, just enough to make me wonder what it would be like. You know. To have him inside me.

We shared our first kiss before I even shut the door behind us, his warm lips urfa escort on mine, his tongue pushing against my teeth. I obeyed his desire and our tongues wrapped around each other, exploring, exchanging their wet wonder. His hands on my hips, he cupped my buttocks in them, squeezing a little.

Oh god. I returned to my bed and tore off the peignoir. Caressing my breasts, rubbing my nipples, I lay back on the pillows and spread my legs, letting one hand move slowly down my torso, just inside the top end of my vulva. Wet and sticky. My clit throbbed in anticipation.

By now James had divested me of my clothing and his own, keeping our mouths busy the entire time. His hands roamed from my breasts to my pubic hair, tantalizing me with two fingers inside my vulva; stopping short of touching my clit. I pushed my pelvis against his hand, my clit longing for contact, but he pulled back.

“Uhhhhh,” I moaned, and realized I’d been rubbing my clit with my finger. It felt hot and sticky, begging me for more. I ran my finger into my vagina, loosening an explosion of wetness that ran toward my anus; I fervently spread it over my clit and environs, suddenly noticing my shallow breaths.

I grasped his hand and we fell onto my bed, his cock hard and glistening. I gripped it and leaned over him to taste him. With a sigh of bliss he lay back while I licked sivas escort and sucked and familiarized myself with the deliciousness of him. He pushed me back after a few moments, shaking his head, and sat up. “Not yet,” he whispered.

I knew exactly where my vibrator was on the bedside table. With eyes closed in rapturous arousal, I found it, turned it on, and began slowly, stroking against my clit. I squeezed myself around the vibrator and rolled onto my side, shoving it in a little, turning up the speed, and ground myself into it. With my sticky fingers I rubbed my breasts and nipples, breathing hard now as I gyrated my hips.

He kissed me a few more times, and moved me onto my back, his mouth now finding my clit. He flicked at it a few times with his tongue, driving me mad with desire, making me yelp with each touch.

“Like that?” he asked breathlessly.

“God, don’t stop!” I yelled.

Laughing a little, he moved his face into my vulva, licking, exploring my vagina and its wet exudation. I lay there helpless, in thrall to this ultimate joy. He could do anything to me now, I just longed for an orgasm, and was near to exploding. Next thing I knew, he’d moved himself over me, his hard-on grazing my stomach, now poised over my vagina. He spread my legs apart with his hands, kissed my nipples, and entered me ever so slightly.

I tekirdağ escort gasped with anticipation.

Oh but he was a tease!

I continued undulating myself against the vibrator which keened like an overworked blender. I found myself aroused by the sound of it, echoing the desperation of my need. I moved it around with my finger to find the sweet spot against my clit, and squeezed my breasts again. I got close a couple of times, held my breath for that moment of ecstasy.

James pushed my legs upward, his hands on the backs of my knees, and moved inside me. The fullness of him felt so right, so perfect. With each thrust I groaned in pleasure while he breathed hard and his face took on the look of a man intent on his work. The friction against my clit felt so incredible; I concentrated on that while he worked to his own climax.

I got there first, crying out with gasps of ‘oh god!’ with him still pumping inside me, then seconds later I felt him stiffen and let out a low wail, followed by a long, drawn out “ohhhhh.” When he at last pulled out of me, I felt his cum sliding out, too. All that wetness, the mingling of our fluids, the sheer carnality of it – so hot and primal.

At my imagined orgasm, I shoved the vibrator in harder and that did it – I came in undulations of pleasure; the waves coursing down my legs and up my arms. I looked at my nipples; they were rock hard.

In my fantasy, we kissed and showered together, and he stayed the night with me.

I sighed, and went in to rinse off the vibrator, and returned to bed. I’d need it again in a few hours when I’d pretend we woke up horny.

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JADE’S THIRD.

Jade was feeling pleased with herself, her sex life was on the up, especially since her bi-side had been awakened by Paula, a somewhat older and much more experienced bi-sexual woman. Since then she had begun a full on relationship with Molly, a girl of her own age who was equally new to girly sex, and they were meeting about twice a week or whenever the urge took them. So life was good in bedroom terms, although she would be the first to admit that she missed being fucked by a good hard cock. That wasn’t out of the question altogether though because she’d not completely turned her back on men, it was just a matter of opportunity.

However, on this particular day things were not going according to plan. She’d called round to see Molly as they’d agreed, her sex drive aroused by the prospect of an afternoon in bed with her beautiful friend, only to be told when she got there that Molly was suffering from period cramps and that sex was out of the question. In fact all Molly wanted was to be left to suffer alone with her pain. If only Molly had thought to phone her, Jade thought, or at least send her a quick text or something, she would have saved her a wasted journey across town and the disappointment of frustrated arousal. So Jade was not a happy girl as she pushed open the door to the shared kitchen next door to Molly’s one room apartment with the intention of at least making herself a coffee before the unwelcome journey home.

The moment she opened the kitchen door she was brought to a sudden standstill by the shock of the sight that greeted her. Leaning back against one of the counters was another girl, a beautiful tall and slim dark-haired girl just a few years older than Jade, maybe mid-twenties. But it wasn’t her appearance that surprised Jade, it was because she stood with the front of her jeans open and with her hand thrust firmly down inside her pale pink panties, while the rhythmic movement of her knuckles and the look on her face left no doubt as to what she was doing. Jade stopped dead, her mouth hanging open as the girl instantly pulled her hand from her underwear and tried to fasten the front of her jeans in an obvious panic, her face blushing madly.

‘Oh, sorry,’ Jade gasped, hovering in the doorway and wondering if she should go away or carry on in.

‘No, it’s my fault.’ The girl replied breathlessly, visibly trying to regain her composure and still attempting desperately to fasten the front of her jeans.

‘True.’ Acknowledged Jade, abruptly giving way to a fit of the giggles. ‘You’ll have to forgive me laughing, it just wasn’t something I expected to see.’

‘No, I don’t suppose it was.’ The girl had just about got her clothing in order again and was regaining something like normality, until she too burst out into self-conscious laughter and the two of them stood gazing at each other and giggling wildly.

After a minute or so of uncontrolled silliness the girl became serious and looked at Jade. ‘I’m sorry you had to catch me…. Well, you know.’

Jade nodded. ‘Don’t worry about it. It certainly won’t give me nightmares, but why? I mean why here, why now?’

‘You’re Molly’s girlfriend, aren’t you?’ She seemed to be avoiding the subject, but Jade picked up the implications of being called girlfriend and not just friend. It seemed the girl knew of their relationship.

‘Yes, I’m Jade, But what has that to do with it?’

‘Hello Jade, My name’s Talia.’ Talia burst into embarrassed giggles again. ‘It’s a bit late for introductions, but in a way you’re to blame for that.’

Jade lifted a puzzled eyebrow and waited for Talia to continue.

‘Ok.’ Talia seemed to realise that she was going to have to explain. ‘Well, about a month or so ago I was in here making myself some toast and I heard Molly getting off through the wall. I mean, she’s very loud so I could hardly miss it, but then I heard someone else climaxing as well and so I figured that Molly had a girlfriend, although I hadn’t known that she was into girls.’

Jade broke into a grin. ‘Neither had Molly!’

‘Oh, I see, I think.’ Talia commented before carrying on. ‘Well, I saw you visiting another time and then the same thing happened. To be honest I got turned on by listening to you and I did what you saw me doing today, I couldn’t help it. I soon figured out when you were going to call and so I started to come in here each time and listen, and get myself off. I know I shouldn’t have, but you really got me going.’

‘So every time Molly and I have been in bed together since you’ve been the other side of the wall listening?’ Jade didn’t know if she should be angry or amused, or even aroused, at the thought of an eavesdropper.

‘Yes, I’m sorry. Are you angry?’

‘Nooo, I don’t think so.’ Jade answered slowly, shaking her head. ‘To be honest I quite like the idea that someone else was having fun besides us. I bet you were wishing the wall was transparent too, eh?’

‘It would have been good.’ Talia agreed with a grin, some of her confidence returning.

‘Well it isn’t, so hard luck. In fact tokat escort I’ve seen more of you today than you could of us, because as it happens both you and I are out of luck, Molly’s got her period.’

There was a few moments of silence as they digested the facts and then a thought struck Jade. ‘If you know when I’m due to visit Molly, does that mean that you expect to be this side of the wall listening every time?’

‘No, not now that you know.’ Talia reddened. ‘I’d be too embarrassed now. I shouldn’t have done it in the first place, but it turned me on.’

‘Pity.’ Jade commented, still horny and frustrated from being let down by Molly. ‘The idea kind of turns me on too. It’s a shame we couldn’t listen to each other.’

That was the lightbulb moment, they both stood staring at each other for what seemed like an age until Jade said huskily. ‘But we’ve both been left high and dry, but we can do it, us two, here, now, can’t we? Then we could watch each other as well as hear each other.’

‘You mean you want us both to do what I was doing, together, where we can see each other doing it?’ Talia asked cautiously, going red again.

‘Yes, why not. It would give us both a thrill.’

Talia still hesitated. She seeming almost scared at the prospect and so Jade, thinking she’d misread the signs, had to ask. ‘Aren’t you into girls?’

‘Yes, as well as guys.’ Talia confirmed. ‘But it’s been a long time since I was with a girl, and I’ve never let anybody watch me doing it myself.’

‘Nor have I, and I’ve never watched anyone either, but there’s a first time for everything.’ Jade told her, making her own mind up and becoming suddenly enthusiastic. ‘C’mon, let’s do it.’

Talia didn’t answer, she just stood there, a mass of contradictions, as if wanting to but not daring.

‘Are you shy?’ Jade asked. ‘You don’t need to be, we’ll both be doing the same thing.’

‘I suppose I am shy, a bit anyway.’ Talia shrugged, trying to cope with conflicting arousal and nervousness. ‘I’d like to, I really would, but I’m not sure I could.’

Arousal was getting the better of an already horny and frustrated Jade. ‘Look, shall we try it, and if it gets too much for us we can always stop.’ She thrust her hand down into her sweatpants, wondering as she did so just how far her companion could be pushed. Talia still looked uncertain and she dithered so long that Jade thought she was going to back out, but then she began unfastening the front of her jeans, once more exposing the top of her pink panties.

‘Ok. Let’s do it.’ Talia announced, having eventually made up her mind and giving herself no room to change it.

Jade took a deep breath and then smiled as both she and Talia pushed their hands down inside their panties, pausing with their fingertips just touching the very top of their pussies. Then they stood looking nervously at each other for a moment or two before they adjusted their stance to allow their fingers to reach their clefts and begin to play, all the while keeping their gaze fixed on each other’s faces. Even without directly looking Jade’s peripheral vision could see that Talia’s knuckles were moving as they had before and she was sure that Talia was watching her in just the same way, and just the knowledge that someone was watching her playing with herself was enough send an unexpected surge of pleasure through her, so much so that she couldn’t prevent herself from smiling her delight at Talia. Talia returned her smile, albeit a little uncertainly, but it was enough to show that she too was becoming excited by what they were doing.

It was not something Jade had at all expected to be doing with a girl she had just met, but it was so exhilarating and so enjoyable she was almost pleased that Molly had been out of action. If it hadn’t been for Molly’s painful period she would not be so enjoying masturbating in front of the other girl. For a minute or two the girls stared intently at each other’s face, nervous about staring at each other’s movements, but then arousal and plain curiosity made them both look down and switch their gaze between their faces and the movement of their fingers under their clothing, openly watching each other at play. It wasn’t long before those fingers worked their magic and they both began to feel the effects, eyes closing briefly and mouth tightening as the possibility of an orgasm became more of a probability. They began to breath more deeply and their fingers moved ever more urgently as they shot each other embarrassed but eager little smiles.

Suddenly Talia pulled her hand out of her panties, startling Jade into doing the same and quickly looking around in the fear that someone else had walked in on them, but it was just Talia pushing her jeans and panties down to mid-thigh to give her hand more room.

‘Sorry.’ She gasped, ‘You don’t mind, do you?’

Jade shook her head, surprised but pleased by the sudden loss of her earlier inhibitions. Now, with Talia able to open her legs a little more, Jade was briefly able to see the little strip of trimmed hair above yozgat escort Talia’s shaved pussy and just the very top of her cleft before her hand returned to play. ‘No, you just caught me by surprise, that’s all.’

Jade wasn’t sure if it was because she too was beginning to feel restricted or because she just wanted to match Talia’s actions, or even because she wanted the thrill of displaying herself, but she now also pushed her clothing down, her heart hammering with excitement at knowing what she would be showing her companion. She knew it wouldn’t be very much once she began to play again, all she could see of Talia now were her knuckles moving, and so she kept her hand away for a few moments to give Talia a glimpse of her pussy too, parting her legs as far as the elastic in her underwear would allow. Then with the likelihood of a climax looming once more she used two fingers on her clitoris to turn that prospect into a wonderful reality. She knew that Talia’s view would now be as restricted as hers was, but it was giving her quite a buzz nonetheless to know that someone was seeing her masturbate. Talia was doing the same, her thighs as far apart as her clothes would let them be, and for a few minutes the two girls stood facing each other and played silently, each watching the other with their excited eyes going from face to fingers and back. They were enjoying the eroticism of breaking all the rules by masturbating openly in front of each other.

Suddenly Jade began to make involuntary little sounds deep in her throat, announcing to Talia that she was on the verge of coming. She stood there with her fingers working as hard and fast as they could, thrilled at the prospect of a strange girl seeing her climax. Her orgasm crept closer and closer and her noises louder and more insistent, until suddenly it exploded through her, making her body jerk and jolt, her hips moving as if in the middle of being fucked. Her gasps run together into one long groan and she stared helplessly at Talia, riding the crest of her climax with a joyously triumphant grin spreading across her face. Even as horny as she was, she hadn’t been sure that she could actually make herself come with a strange girl watching, but now that she was it was the biggest thrill she’d had for a long time. Then suddenly it was over and she leaned back against the counter top, breathing heavily. She let her hand fall away, not caring now what she was showing the other girl.

‘My God,’ She panted. ‘That was fucking awesome. I’m glad you were watching me.’

‘So am I.’ Talia’s voice was tight and Jade realised abruptly that her new friend was also approaching her climax, her fingers strumming hurriedly over her clit. She leaned against the counter and watched, her own fingers finding their way back between her legs to play languidly with herself as she watched Talia’s increasing pleasure.

‘Will you watch me come as well?’ Talia asked anxiously, the question was really only intended to add to her arousal, she knew that there was no way Jade was going to look away from her rapidly moving fingers. ‘It’s so much better with you this side of the wall.’

Jade nodded, she could only agree, loving watching Talia and having Talia watching her. She wondered vaguely if it might be possible to persuade Molly to let Talia watch them on the other side of that wall, or even better, let her join in. She doubted it, Molly was not the adventurous sort, but the thought made her fingers return to her pussy and begin to play once more.

‘I’m coming.’

Talia’s urgent whisper brought Jade back to the moment with a jolt, all thoughts of Molly dispelled as she watched Talia’s fingers rubbing frenziedly at her clit. Talia grunted unintelligibly and jolted forward, bending at the waist, her eyes wide and staring and her mouth gaping open as her orgasm hit her. She groaned and jerked again and again, gazing intently at Jade, her tongue licking her lips between the waves of her climax. It seemed to Jade that Talia’s climax wasn’t quite so fierce as her own but went on for longer, but eventually the waves subsided and Talia straightened up and grinned.

‘Wow.’ She gasped. ‘That was out of this world.’

Jade nodded again. ‘I could tell.’ She answered with a smile.

She stood there leaning against the counter with her hand between her legs, aroused even more by what she had just seen and wanting Talia to watch her climax a second time.

‘I can go around again.’ She announced softly. ‘Will you watch me?’

‘Yes please. Just let me get my breath back and I’ll do the same.’

Jade wanted to take her pants off entirely and spread her legs wide, but that was too much of a risk in such a semi-public place and so she contented herself with reaching back between her legs and stroking her fingers between her labia, giving her clit a little flick as her fingertip passed. She kept her eyes fixed on Talia, waiting for her breathing to settle down again so that she could join in once more. It had given her a massive buzz when they had been watching each other, zonguldak escort and she wanted to fell that thrill again before she climaxed for a second time.

Soon her fingers began to concentrate just on her clit, seemingly of their own accord and she began to feel that familiar feeling when a climax was just beginning to build. As she watched, Talia’s fingers now found their way between her own legs too and the two girls stood facing each other, little smiles on their faces as their mutual play reinforced each other’s pleasure. They gazed at each other silently, the only sounds those of their fingers playing with wet pussies and their slowly deepening breathing.

Jade closed her eyes for a moment, excited and reassured that they could watch each other orgasm again, but at that moment something happened to spoil their clandestine enjoyment. The front door to the building opened and closed and they heard footsteps climbing the stairs. They looked at each other in horror, grabbing at their clothing and trying to cover themselves up in case whoever it was came in to catch them. But they were fortunate, the steps continued past the kitchen door and into a room further along, but the moment was lost and they just stood and looked at each other, their heightened breathing now down more to fright than arousal.

‘That was Clyde.’ Talia told Jade, finally managing to tuck her top in and zip herself up. ‘He would have tried to join in if he’d seen us.’

‘He would go and ruin things, wouldn’t he.’ Jade muttered. ‘I was getting close.’

‘Me too.’ Talia agreed. ‘Do you want to try again?’

Jade shook her head. ‘No we daren’t risk it, he’s bound to come in if we do.’

‘I wasn’t thinking of here. How about we go across to my place?’

Talia’s offer caught Jade unawares and even though she was still feeling as horny as hell in spite of their interruption she hesitated momentarily.

‘We won’t get disturbed there’ Talia encouraged her, mistaking her hesitation for nervousness.

Jade didn’t really need the encouragement, she had only been caught by surprise at the way Talia had gradually taken the leading role and now she smiled and readily let Talia literally lead her by the hand across the corridor to her room. Talia’s room was a mirror image of Molly’s, tidier than Jade expected and with a double bed at one end that had the duvet invitingly pulled right back. Jade wondered briefly if Talia had planned the scenario, but then she realised that she couldn’t have, Even so, that bed looked tempting.

Talia stood in the open space in the middle of the room watching Jade looking around for a minute or two before she spoke. ‘Ready?’ She asked, adding. ‘We can get rid of these altogether now if you want?’ She was pointing a little uncertainly at her jeans. Jade had been tempted earlier and she didn’t need a second invitation.

‘Good idea.’ She replied.

Talia smiled and kicked off her shoes before unfastening her jeans once more. Jade’s heart quickened as she followed suit, ridding herself of her shoes and then wriggling both her sweatpants and underwear down together. It seemed strange to be naked from the waist down, almost uncomfortable and somewhat embarrassing. ‘Shall we strip altogether?’ She suggested, hoping that Talia felt the same.

‘Why not?’ Came the reply and the girls giggled as they pulled off their tops and unhooked their bras. Now Jade could take a good look at her new friend, and she liked what she saw. Talia’s breasts were full but firm, with prominent nipples set quite high. Her dark hair and brown eyes were complimented by an all over natural tan and each nipple was surrounded by a large dark areole. Jade wondered briefly about her heritage but then mentally shrugged, thinking what does that matter, her friend was beautiful and that was what counted. She could see that Talia was gazing at her with equal interest and she hoped that she looked just as pleasing.

They moved until they stood and faced each other a few feet apart, and then their hands reached between their legs at the same time. Jade watched as Talia began to play with herself again, seeing her fingers start to move as the tips found her clitoris once again. Talia’s eyes were looking too, watching Jade as she did exactly the same, the knowledge that she was being watched again adding to her arousal. It wasn’t going to take long for either girl to climax now that they were enjoying total privacy and could masturbate openly in front of each other.

It was Talia who came first, her body tightening as her fingers moved wildly over her pussy. It was almost a rerun of her first climax, her eyes opened wide, staring directly at Jade while her body began to jerk uncontrollably. She reached out with her free hand, clawing at the air as she groaned and gasped until her hand found Jade’s shoulder and she clung on, bending over and almost stumbling into Jade, making her take an unintentional step back. When it was over Talia stepped closer to Jade and rested her head on Jade’s shoulder as she gasped for air. Jade had instinctively stopped rubbing herself as Talia stumbled towards her, but now she felt for her clit again, her free hand going out to rest on Talia’s corresponding shoulder, the very closeness of the other girl adding to her arousal and bringing her orgasm rapidly closer.

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My wife Ann and I run every morning along the 18-mile Lakefront Trail. one of the most spectacular urban runs in the country, gorgeous views of Lake Michigan and the Chicago skyline, urban beaches, marinas, and beautiful parks, passing by some of the city’s famous and beautiful cultural institutions. The trail is lit making it perfect for pre-dawn runs while it is still dark.

My favorite run is Chicago Street at Navy Pier to McCormick Place Convention Center, seven Miles in length. This beautiful trail parallels the heart of downtown and the Magnificent Mile, and includes sights such as Navy Pier, Grant Park, the Museum Campus, and Soldier Field where my favorite team plays, the Chicago Bears. Lots of great sights, but the trail can be crowded on a nice day, that is why we run in the early morning. The trail is particularly spectacular around the Museum Campus, where we can pop off the main trail and do a spectacular loop around the tip to the Adler Planetarium.

There are even additional trails along Northerly Island Park. Edgewater Beach to Navy Pier seven miles in length. The northern terminus is at Edgewater Beach, and runs along the water passing konya escort Foster Beach, Montrose Beach, and Lincoln Park. A little more bucolic with a gravel running path in parts. McCormick Place to Rainbow Beach Park, eighteen miles. South of the Convention Center area are several gorgeous miles with wonderful waterfront views, featuring Prairie Shores, Burnham Park, and Promontory Point. There are some fantastic skyline views headed north from Promontory Point. Trails in Jackson Park, paths around the University of Chicago Campus, Midway Plaisance (59th St.) west to Washington Park.

We run and talk taking in the sights and sounds of our wonderful city. A great way to start my day before heading to the office or court. Of course are runs always end with a hot soapy shower for two. A great morning workout routine, now on to a shower. Turning on the hot water, I sat on the toilet to pee, as the bathroom filled with steam.

Ann walking past me, her gorgeous naked body, flowing blonde hair, amble breast, a hint of a bush, a heart shaped ass and her cute little feet. Climbing in the hot shower, soaping her body, what konya escort bayan a beautiful site.

Climbing in with her, washing Ann’s back with my soft soapy hands, reaching around washing her breast with the hot soapy water, I tease with her hard soapy nipples, taking my time, as I let my hand slide down slowly over her flat stomach through her soft blonde pubes to a soaking wet pussy.

Rubbing softly, caressing, washing, the soap so slippery, making love to each other, letting my wet soapy fingers play with with her little clit, rubbing softly. Inserting one then two fingers inside her, kissing has she does the same things to me. Slowly moving in and out, our desire growing with each thrust. Our soapy fingers making a slurping sound as my fingers thrust in then out. The hot water, the steam, lust, mixing to make a beautiful morning.

Tingling all over with sensory pleasures, legs spread and my right foot raised on the tube, hot water trickling down my ass crack sending shivers up my spine. We could do this for hours, teasing each other. Nearing a shattering orgasm, Moaning, pulling back, moving my hips to escort konya meet her soapy slick fingers plunging into me. My body dancing with pleasure, a magnificent feeling, our scents filling the bathroom. Slowly dropping my wet fingers down the crack of Ann’s ass to her little brown flower rubbing my soapy fingers on her tight little asshole. Probing the entrance, gently, poking one wet finger inside her ass thrusting so deep, she lets out a sigh. Then out, then in, adding another wet soapy finger and a third driving hard pounding her ass, which she loves, deeper and deeper. Ann’s rubbing my wet soapy swollen clit as the first waves of sheer pleasure start encompassing me.

The hot water, a bathroom full of hot steam, our own little sauna. The pain and pleasure, the depravity, of fucking her sweet ass. The dirty little blonde slut I love so much, as Ann screams in delight, I drop to my knees for a taste.

Ann is so wet my long tongue exploring her sweet insides. Curling, dancing, tasting her juices with my long tongue. Ann grabbing my head, legs trembling. knees buckling, “YES! Cheryle YES!”

Squirting in an erupting orgasm all over my face I linger there savoring her taste. A great start to my day.

My name is Cheryle a twenty-nine years old, bi-sexual lady, married to a beautiful woman Annette, I know my place in the world I’m a bright, articulate, well educated, highly paid Attorney, but in my off hours I’m just a redheaded slut.

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This is Ch. 5 in an ongoing story

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“It was a hex,” Rhea called out.

She heard Bethanny twist the knob of the door to the hallway. Rhea scowled; it was these sorts of lapses in judgment that kept her from initiating.

“Don’t open the door, something’s wrong!” Rhea yelled.

“What do you mean?” Bethanny called back.

Rhea scowled to herself in irritation. “I was hexed!” she yelled, “if it’s still active, your energy might reignite it.” She then noticed three massive shards of glass drive into the wall like daggers. They still quivered with the force that propelled them into the wall. Two shards were side by side the other several inches below. It was an intentional shape, like a narrow triangle that was inverted. The top shards seemed about eye level, the lower one would have punctured her solar plexus.

Rhea hopped over the glass gingerly. When she emerged from the bathroom she saw Bethanny standing in the threshold to the hallway. “Are you sure it’s a hex?” asked Bethanny. Rhea pointed toward the bathroom and said “It’s like the mirror tried to kill me.”

Which meant the caster managed to bypass innumerable layers of protection magick. And knew she was here

This was a hit.

“Wow,” said Bethanny.

“Yeah. Wow.” replied Rhea as she stalked over to her bag and retrieved a small satchel. She pulled out a small handful of black powder that smelled faintly of herbs and burning wood. She whispered into her cupped handful and dark gray smoke began to rise from the fine powder and filled the room with the smell of burning ash. She threw the powder across the shattered glass and some at the mirror frame for good measure. The powder began to dissolve in hissing, popping snaps. Then, with a loud crack, the 3 daggers of glass fell to the ground.

“Is that black salt?” asked Bethanny.

Rhea nodded. Most witches used some form of black salt to eliminate hostile energy, but necromancers salt was particularly effective. “Can I have some?” Bethanny asked. Rhea looked at her with a raised brow and said, “You need to initiate as a witch first. Then we’ll teach you how to use it.”

Bethanny’s curled her lip in response. She said “The smell is really strong. It’s gonna stink up the hallway and I’m gonna get shit for it.” She walked towards the bathroom. Rhea shook her head. Though Bethanny struggled with discipline, the woman damn well knew the rules.

“Why would someone hex you?” asked Bethanny, from the bathroom. She slid the window open. Some of the glass crunched under her slippers.

Rhea considered chastising her for standing on the glass but was too fatigued by worry to bother. Maybe consequences might finally get Bethanny to think– though the hex looked deactivated, whoever did this managed to overcome protection magick Rhea had thought was impenetrable. She began to gather her belongings and said “I think I should leave. You’ll need to sweep that glass with a ritual broom into a paper bag. Burn the bag in the firepit then scrub your whole body and wash the clothes you wore.”

“What do you mean?” asked Bethanny.

“Whoever did this is targeting me. If I stay here, you’re in danger,” answered Rhea

Bethanny pursed her lips, “But where will you go?” she asked.

“I’m not sure,” lied Rhea. The less she knew of Rhea’s whereabouts, the safer she would be. The safer they would all be. There was a cafe nearby and the crowded energy would shield her for a while. It would give her time to think.

“Do you think it was the vampire who did this?” asked Bethanny

“Probably not,” said Rhea. She didn’t know for certain what magick Lucy was capable of but knew she wasn’t capable of this.

“But wouldn’t she be the first suspect?” asked Bethanny. “She knows where the enclave is.”

“She doesn’t” answered Rhea. “You said not to bring her here.”

“Oh,” said Bethanny.

“Lucy wants to figure this out just as much as I do,” said Rhea. “Whatever killed the witch also poisoned a vampire. And if she wanted to take the body, she wouldn’t have needed all that spectacle.” Bethanny made a tight sound in her throat. Rhea looked up and saw Bethanny’s eyes, large and a bit bulging, now bright red with tears.

“I’m sorry,” said Rhea, “did you know her?”

Bethanny nodded. “Yeah, I knew her. Janice.”

Rhea realized she hadn’t thought to learn the dead witch’s name. Janice, who was still trapped between worlds. Rhea grabbed her bag and turned towards the door when a thought struck her.

“The flies,” she said urgently. She dropped her bag and turned towards rize escort the bathroom. “Bethanny,” she said, “when you clean the glass, make sure you get the dead flies.”

But when she got to the bathroom, the window sill was bare.

“There’s no flies in here,” said Bethanny.

Rhea tilted her head “I must be remembering wrong.”

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The rain had resumed by the time Rhea had reached the coffee shop. Her mind still raced and she didn’t have the wherewithal to scan the menu so she ordered the house special written on a blackboard in thick chalk lines: horchata with 2 shots of espresso. She managed to find a table and sat to collect her thoughts.

She couldn’t retreat to the island; it was too dangerous if the caster found her again. She sighed and pressed her middle finger hard into her temple, abating the blooming tension headache somewhat. Fear and cold sweat now weakened her resolve to keep this from the others to keep them safe. She thought of the dead witch– Janice. And unknown souls that might join her if Rhea failed. She looked at her phone for a few long moments.

Are you up? texted Rhea

Her phone buzzed and a text followed:That’s a loaded phrase these days, darling.

Something’s happened. Can you talk?

Lucy (vampire) surfaced across her screen.

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She knocked lightly on Lucy’s door and was answered by footsteps. “Rhea?” called out Lucy.

“Yeah, it’s me,” Rhea managed.

There was no natural light in the hallway. Lucy swung the door open. Rhea walked inside and tried to take a deep breath as she heard the lock slide into place; her lungs felt tight. Lucy placed a hand on each of Rhea’s shoulders and squeezed gently. “Is necromancer business always like this?” she asked. “I thought your lot were the boring ones.” Her voice was tender.

The tight muscles relaxed somewhat under Lucy’s hands and Rhea found her focus wholly eclipsed by the sensation. It was a moment of merciful oblivion beyond the place of devouring dread.

“Non-stop thrills,” she said, with as much brightness as she could muster and turned around to face the vampire. Saying nothing, Lucy pulled Rhea into her arms. Rhea broke. She tried to bring her hands to her eyes to block hot tears from absorbing into the soft silk of Lucy’s shirt.

“I’m sorry,” she gasped.

Lucy held her, still warm from yesterday’s feed, and said “It’s ok.” She ran her palm down Rhea’s back but Rhea pulled away.

“I don’t– I don’t think it is,” she said. She removed her jacket and draped it over her rolling suitcase. “We have nothing and someone was able to get to me. At an enclave.” A spike of fear blurred her vision and she allowed her eyes to rest on a massive painting to steady herself. It was mounted on the wall above Lucy’s bed.

Lucy picked up Rhea’s jacket and hung it on a wall hook. “We don’t havenothing,” she said. “I’ve been translating the book and I reached the vampire I got it from. And he told me more about the auction.”

Rhea looked back at Lucy who said, “He didn’t know much,– he really didn’t care about cultivating The Gift, you’ll recall. But the auction was highly secretive.”

Rhea listened but looked back to the mounted canvas. It was dominated by the curious image of a feminine body, a dark silhouette of harsh and efficient lines against the cream background. The figure squat, knees open like the wings of a butterfly and arms were high. The dark figure stared at it’s own shadow stretched before it, illuminated by a simple circle of a moon.

“A bit embarrassing, I’ll admit, that I wasn’t in the know,” Lucy continued. “Underground objects of magickal origin and all. And the price point! The human rival spent millions for that book.” Lucy’s face was washed in the gentle ambient light of the room.

“So we don’t know where the book came from?” asked Rhea.

“Not yet,” answered Lucy, “but I discovered the broker; a vampire named Afonso Braga.”

“Do you know him?” asked Rhea.

“Oh, yes,” said Lucy. “I know Braga. Anybody, human or otherwise, who deals in magickal goods eventually crosses paths with Braga. He’s old, far older than any California vampire. He’s controlled the market for generations now.” Lucy’s voice felt far away.

“Is he dangerous?” asked Rhea.

“Yes,” said Lucy. Her face seemed to grow stern.

“Worse than Kyle?” responded Rhea.

Lucy considered her words carefully, “Both are dangerous. Kyle, despite the bloody trail of bodies he leaves behind, is more bombastic than anything. Remember: he’s the one who organized his vampires to work with necromancers. He didn’t do all that out of love for witches. Technology has made humans very traceable. And Kyle, for all his faults, sakarya escort saw this coming. Should the wrong human turn up dead, it brings the wrong kind of attention these days. The serum eliminates the issue entirely and which allows him to focus on his preferred activities.”

“Debauchery?” Rhea asked.

“Debauchery plus the necessary assets to fund it,” said Lucy. “And his reputation. Debauchery demands allies, after all. Braga has different motives.”

Rhea moved to the couch and watched Lucy as she spoke.

The vampire laid across her bed. “Braga,” said Lucy, “likes power. And control.”

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“How do you know him?” asked Rhea.

“I used to work for him, here and there,” said Lucy. “Because I study magick I could handle cursed objects better than the others. I’m not welcome company these days, not since I stopped working for him. “

Rhea was quiet for a moment, then asked, “Are you scared of him?”

Lucy sat upwards and rested on an elbow. “He’s strong. Sadistic, and creatively so. But when he feels crossed in business– cruelty unchained. He loves blood. Eating it. Splattering it on the wall. Pouring down over him as humans hung from the ceiling bleed out over the crazed carnality of his inner circle.”

Rhea shuddered. “And he’s the only one who can tell us where that book came from?”

Lucy laid on her back. “I think so,” she said with a heavy exhale.

“Is there a way to get ahold of him?” asked Rhea.

“Possibly,” answered the vampire as she pulled out her phone. She stared at it, motionless for a few moments, and said “I should also mention he’s very interested in your operation on the island.”

“What do you mean?”asked Rhea. Her jaw clenched.

“Those skin care products. Braga feels entitled, I guess, to a share of the profit. Him being both a vampire and powerful broker of bewitched goods and all.” She rolled on her side and looked at Rhea. “If, and I mean if, he will speak to me, he’ll start to wonder why. And it won’t take him long to figure out Kyle reached out to the necromancers. And then Braga will be curious.”

Anger surged within Rhea, but she didn’t doubt Lucy. But no matter how strong the vampire was, he wouldn’t be stronger than the coven. “I don’t think we have a choice,” replied Rhea.

Lucy nodded but didn’t look at her. “I’ll text Kyle, see if he knows what Braga is up to these days.” Her phone rang a few moments after she sent the text. “It’s Kyle,” she said, surprised. In one graceful movement Lucy was up and speaking. Rhea pulled out her phone and searched for updates on the stolen body but found no new information. She heard Lucy end the call.

“Interesting…” she said and sat beside Rhea. “Braga rarely leaves his home in Portugal these days. Yet, he’s making a sudden trip. To this very city in fact. He arrives the same day we’ll get back from the mountain.”

“You think he’s involved?” asked Rhea.

Lucy nodded. “The book he auctioned describes the magick that holds your Janice. That book, and other works by that same witch-priest, were auctioned off just before the vampire and his human girlfriend turned up dead.”

Rhea’s eyes opened wide in horror, “So, how many copies could be out there?”

“In good news,” explained Lucy, “everything he sold at that auction seems to be useless. My vampire client said Braga got a lot of wealthy, power-hungry buyers excited with stories about ancient magick hidden in tomes. But the book I have is a lot of errant notes and reflections. Certainly nothing substantial. And, after some prodding, it turns out there are multiple disgruntled buyers.”

Lucy watched Rhea carefully. “If Braga has the key to a mysterious magick, he’s keeping it to himself. For now. Kyle thinks he’ll agree to meet with you. Now he wouldn’t agree to that without a hidden motive. The bigger problem is,” the vampire continued, “I’m still not welcome.”

“So I’d have to go alone,” said Rhea.

“Let’s keep that as the last option,” said Lucy

“Why?” asked Rhea. She could feel irritation stirring within her.

“Because Braga isdifferent,” said Lucy. “The vampires you know are young– turned for 40, 50 years at best. Braga is from a different world.”

Rhea gave Lucy a hard look. “I want to meet with him, if that’s what it takes. And if he won’t tell what he knows, I’ll do what I did to your brother and force him to his knees.”

Lucy smiled, the delight reaching her eyes. “Please don’t do that,” she said. “While I enjoy your conviction, if you use any necromancer magick on him, you’ll have to kill him. He still believes I’ve transgressed against him. So we need to be cautious.”

“Well, he’s in for a surprise, I can tell you that right now.” said Rhea, who resisted squirming as Lucy looked at her with keen, heavy eyes. samsun escort Rhea’s blood ran hot just under the surface of her skin.

“I want to believe you.” said Lucy with a smile.

Rhea flared her brows at the vampire. “I’m the witch you’re all scared of, remember,” she said.

“I’m not scared of you,” Lucy grumbled.

“But that’s what you said!” responded Rhea, playful. “And I remember, at the full moon ritual– after I took Patrick down you were all ‘Don’t use it on me,” Rhea lowered her voice to mimic the vampire’s grave timbre. The vampire smiled. “You were trying to look tough in the fancy leather jacket,” added Rhea.

Lucy leaned into the back of the couch and rested her chin on her hand. “Your power don’t scare us, they make us angry,” said Lucy, eyes unwavering.

“Angry that you’re scared,” retorted Rhea.

Lucy laughed. “Well, if you do end up using that neat trick on Braga,” she warned, “be prepared to kill him.” Then she asked “Do you know how to kill a vampire?”

“Stab them through the heart, chop off the head,” answered Rhea.

“Have you ever tried it?” asked Lucy

“Have I ever tried to kill a vampire?” asked Rhea, incredulous. “No. I can’t say that I have.”

“So let’s practice,” said Lucy, as she popped to her feet. “Just in case.” She gestured for Rhea to follow. Rhea rose and took a few hesitant steps after her. When the vampire reached her desk, she pulled open a drawer to reveal 3 sheathed bowie knives. “I don’t want it to come to this,” said Lucy. “But Braga won’t hesitate to kill you.”

Lucy grabbed a bowie knife, still in its sheath, and handed it to Rhea. “Stand a few yards that way,” said Lucy and pointed towards a column in the middle of the room. Rhea stood there and fingered the leather strap that held the sheath in place. She released the button fastener and pulled the knife out. The blade was so sharp it made a quiet ringing sound in the open air. The wooden handle was intricately painted with roses and lilies.

“Glad it fascinates you, darling but let’s put it away. This is pretend, remember?” Lucy called.

Rhea slid the blade carefully back into its pouch. When she looked up, Lucy was towering over her, having closed the distance between them in one silent instant. Rhea gasped. Lucy smirked and paced bouncily back to her original position. She called over her shoulder “Braga won’t warn you he’s coming.” Rhea gripped the blade and raised it level with her head but Lucy was again before her and now gripped her wrist.

“You’ve seen too many slashers,” said Lucy, nonplussed. “See, now all your vitals are vulnerable.”

Rhea tried to pull back but Lucy’s grip was strong. There was scant distance between them as Lucy’s hand held Rhea’s wrist just above her head. Rhea heard herself breathing. Gently, Lucy drew Rhea’s wrist down in front of her chest. “I enjoy the flair of stabbing like in a Hitchcock movie,” said the vampire. She rotated the knife in Rhea’s hand, “but if you hold it this way, your strike will be more accurate.”

She guided Rhea’s wrist forward until the sheathed blade pressed into the middle-left of her chest. “You’ll have one chance to aim here and drive the knife forward as hard as you can,” said Lucy. Rhea tried to push but her arm wobbled. “Not like you’re trying to push an elevator button,” said Lucy, “give it everything you’ve got.”

With an inhale, Rhea pulled her arm back and drove the knife into Lucy’s chest with as much force as she could muster. It was like stabbing a cement pillar.

“Good,” said Lucy, “like that. Try again.” Rhea sent the blade forward and rammed it into the vampire’s chest with a thud.

“Very good,” said Lucy as she looked into Rhea’s eyes and rubbed her chest as if it were tender. Then, “Again.”

Rhea sent the blade forward but this time it didn’t connect. Lucy stood a few centimeters just out of range. “You have to be fast.” said Lucy. Rhea tried to lunge but the room around her seemed to stretch around her, as if Lucy’s magick could bend time distort her senses just to keep out of range.

“That was a trick,” said Lucy, as Rhea steadied herself. “You won’t be faster than a vampire. Let him come to you.”

Lucy shot forward and, on instinct, Rhea lifted the blade level with Lucy’s heart with a millimeter of distance from the point. “Good,” said Lucy, more heartily this time. She took a few steps back and lunged again. This time, she darted to the side at an impossible speed and grabbed Rhea’s arm from behind. “Don’t hesitate,” she whispered. Rhea tried to turn but Lucy grabbed Rhea’s other arm and held her. Rhea gasped as her back collided with the vampire’s chest.

“Too slow,” Lucy said. “And now both sides of your neck are exposed.” Rhea’s heart pounded.

Lucy released her arms and stepped back in front of her. “Let’s try again.”

The vampire shot forward. This time, Rhea pointed the knife in front of her. “Stop,” she intoned, the powers of the ages flowing through the entirety of her body, though the tip of the blade. All motion was sucked from the vampire in an instant, leaving her frozen in place.

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As I sat alongside her in the First Class cabin of Air India’s AI-111 flight cruising over the Atlantic on its way to New York this lovely Sunday afternoon, my thoughts go back down the memory lane. The kaleidoscope of some of the prized possessions in my memory bank, the secrets no one has ever known, which only she and I are privileged to have shared, unfolded before my eyes even as her bare arm and shoulder rested on my body.

My thoughts went back to the time when I was a kid, when my family used to live in a nice little house in a small hill town in northern India. It was a lovely little house that we lived in. The house was on a slope and the three rooms we had were at different levels, with substantial vacant undulating land all around it. I remember vividly the day when a new family moved in two houses next to ours. The family differentiated itself from scores of others in the neighbourhood because it had a little girl, almost my age. I had few friends and the first sight of this girl made me want to become friends with her.

In due course, we did become good friends. In fact, we soon grew to be each other’s best friends. She was a very sweet girl indeed, and I always enjoyed her company. We were too young to understand what love was but I always felt this magnetic attraction towards her. For as long as I can remember, I have enjoyed being with her, talking to her, joking with her, studying with her, playing with her…..

I was always very keen in studies. She was one year my junior at the same school and had herself no mean prowess in studies. We used to spend long hours, discussing various subjects. I was amazed that she could discuss Physics, chemistry, Biology and Mathematics with equal felicity. Our discussions used to be lively and intellectually stimulating. Like me, she was also always keen to understand the what, why and how of processes.

Arising out of an urge to excel in studies and life, I had often requested my parents to give me a separate room, where I could indulge in my passions undisturbed. Because the house was not too large, this had not been possible. In time, I succeeded in persuading my dad to build a little cottage on the sloping piece of land that was 10 feet below the lowest room in the house, with entrance through a wooden ladder from the rest of the house above. That the cottage would permit a stunning view of the Himalayan ranges and thousands of pine trees was an added bonus. As the workers finished the wooden ladder to the cottage, my joy knew no bounds. That soon became our second home – hers and mine, a place where no one could bother us and a place where we could pursue whatever fancied us unhindered. We were always so focussed on studies and were considered so young that the two of us spending long hours together in the cottage raised no eyebrows in either our otherwise traditional Indian families or in an equally traditional neighbourhood.

I remember her clear and vivid. Her long straight black hair that had a natural bounce and glimmer, the unique twinkle in her eyes and her radiant skin glowing in the moonlit nights made her a very magnetic persona. Her complexion was ivory white. Anywhere on her body I touched her, she was so soft, so tender. It was always evoked “Kuchh Kuchh Hota Hai” feelings (the famous Hindi movie – You cause indefinable flutters in my heart), whenever I touched her or she touched me, but I did not understand the meaning of it for several years. She was a wonderful friend, a great companion. To me, she was like an angel.

Time just flew. As the neighbourhood was sparsely populated with very few children in our age-group, she and me used to spend most of our time together. For many years now, she had shown a penchant for brushing my hair in a particular manner. Every time I came into our den after a bath, she would insist on redoing my hair. This particular day, as she was doing this, I looked into the mirror and something struck me like never before. I found that we looked gorgeous together, and formed such a lovely couple. Little had I known then that as the years flew by, I would one day fall in love with this girl to the extent of yearning and lusting for her.

Not very much later, I began to realize that she was not the same girl I knew before. This occurred in more ways than one. She was timid and shy now, sometimes not even looking directly at me in the eyes anymore when we talked to each other. I also noticed that our academic discussions and debates were more and more on biology, and there also, it was reproductive system of animals which seemed to interest us more. I noticed on several occasions that she would lapse into spells of thoughtful silence even as we discussed various aspects of reproductive biology. It seemed to me as if the mysteries of this science took her on flights of fancy way beyond the momentary academics. At least once, I caught her rubbing her thighs together, as if to experience some hitherto unknown sensations, even as we discussed copulation and zygote formation. I also noticed that during our long şişli escort bayan evening walks along the meandering pathways of the surrounding hills, she would often tug on to my arm nearer to her, as if falling back on me for support. She would also often cling to me for protection whenever even a harmless forest animal crossed our path.

I loved each bit the way she allocated to me this role of being her protector and guardian. This was also the time when I often found her complimenting me on my looks and personality. Such words almost always confused me, for, I could not fathom what she found attractive in my bland persona. I knew she was conscious of the way her own body was changing – and she wasn’t perhaps sure if she was beautiful. While I always kept telling her that she was an angel, a most beautiful creation of God, somewhere along the line, I found myself fancying to be the one to “demonstrate” to her one day how gorgeous she was, in all ways. Taking off from my angelic reference, I started calling her “Pari”, a fairy. I could tell that she liked it. This was a name that just I used, and she in turn gave me a new name, “Raj”, that only she used.

I had celebrated my 16th birthday six months back, and Pari had just turned 16 too. One day, it just hit me that Pari was growing up to be such a beautiful young lady. The day was beautiful. There was a bit of chill in the air, the aroma of the pines was wafting thick and true in the air. The sky was clear, and it was absolutely gorgeous. Noon had turned to evening. The sky was replete with orange and red hues and I thought it would be a great idea to call her over to talk and hang out in our little den. Academics were farthest from my mind today. I just wanted to watch the sunset with Pari, spend some quality time with her, something we rarely had time to do outside our academic oursuits. I sat there close to the door of my cottage. The wait was becoming a bit too much. I did not want Pari to see me peeping through the door skywards, for her to begin her descent on the wooden ladder. I therefore, placed a mirror strategically inclined against the wall so that I could see her without being noticed, as soon as she appeared on the horizon. In a short while, Pari came into the mirror-frame.

These last few days, every time I saw Pari, I was overtaken by an urge to lock her in a tight embrace, to kiss her and let my biological urge have its way. I often dreamed of merging into her under the stars. Even though I can articulate these thoughts in clear terms today, things were different then, for, I had never been close to a girl, and did not quite understand finer nuances of making love. And yet, I discovered, sexuality is the best teacher. As she began her descent towards our den, I saw in the mirror her beautifully formed legs under her skirt. My heart leapt. As she descended a few steps, my eyes caught her white panties, through which broad contours of her female sex were visible. Something happened to me down there, straightaway. Even though the angle was rather steep, I had a quick look at the rest of her body and found a few things that had somehow eluded my attention before. These were now so evident even through the loosely fitting dress that she was wearing. She was wearing a bright yellow long dress, coming just below her knees. She had such a perfect body. How had I failed to notice before? Ripe developing breasts, which accentuated the thinness of her waist, followed by considerably broader hips. She was shaped like an hour glass. Her legs were long, white and slender. My breathing became instantly heavier. How I wished I could just rip apart her coverings, hold her breasts in my palms and knead them, and slowly work up on her legs and feel her in her most personal place with my fingers, lips and tongue. But soon, I found myself rebuking myself for my insanity. “What are you thinking Raj? Pari is your best friend, you can’t think like that about her”. However, the effort at self-control was futile. It was too late. My whole being appeared to want to have my maiden initiation into a physical union with this female without delay. I acknowledged it, and it felt good…

Pari was coming down the ladder slowly, humming some tune. I could see her breasts, jumping and wiggling at each step she descended. I had never seen a young girl’s breasts till then but the very sight before my eyes today made me imagine what lay inside. It was headier than a teenage boy’s dream. I still had the dilemma that it wasn’t right to look, that I should never have done it, but something else just came over me as I continued to peer into the mirror as she came down, step-by-step. I saw her white panties more clearly now, and the contours of her vaginal assembly became much clearer as well, revealing also a shade of black on the periphery, her pubic hair and I felt this sudden rush of ecstasy. As if to confirm that was what I actually wanted, I found my little one had hardened and catapulted to enormous proportions. I wanted to grab Pari, rip open her dress, tear the bağcılar escort bayan bra off her and just hold those marvellous breasts! Although never in a sex act before, I instantly had a deep desire to rub her tits, lick them, and put them in my mouth and suck on them. And yet, I remonstrated with myself, for an instant, “Raj, get control over yourself”.

Pari came into our cottage and we sat there talking. It was such a lovely evening. That we did not have books in front of us today did not bother here one bit. I loved talking to her. The more we talked, the more I got a feeling of wetness at the orifice of my manhood. For the first time when Pari was with me, I had a full blown erection and hoped that she did not notice it. Embarrassed though I was, I loved each moment of it. The sensations I had never experienced before were carrying me to different world. Somehow, my hand moved and rested atop hers. She immediately held it softly in both her tender hands. After a while, she held my hand in one of hers and began to caress it and my arm with the fingers of her other hand. The tingling sensations made me see stars, sitting there. I brought my other hand and moved it softly on her cheeks and she melted into my touch. She squirmed and leaned heavily into me, permitting my fingers a touch of her luscious lips and eyelids. As she knelt, I could see her breasts clearly. They were ivory white and beautifully formed and almost surprised me with their size. The angle of her inclination showed her right nipple through her white bra. It was pink and I thought it stood half an inch atop her lovely breast. My breathing became heavier instantaneously. Noticing the increased draught of hot air on her neck from my breath, she turned slightly and looked up towards my face and found me peering at her breasts. She smiled coyly and moved her eyes away, but stayed in the same position.

All this while, we continued to talk. The more we talked, the more I felt the urge just to lean over and make love to her. The way she sat next besides me, I just wanted to run my hands up inside the blouse portion of her dress and between her legs and feel her soft luscious girlhood. Oh how I longed for it so much! My cock was rock solid now, and all efforts at self-control and cooling off were failing me now.

This could obviously not go on indefinitely. I noticed that she had being going along with me thus far and I was sure that her thoughts could not have been very different from mine. Only, someone had to make the first move. I leaned over. I had no plans to do so but impulsively, I kissed her. I shuddered having done so, for, I knew not how Pari would respond. Surprisingly she kissed back. I felt her tongue in my mouth. She smelled and tasted so fresh and sweet. This was the first time I was kissing a girl, and I wonder today how we did it so perfectly. I was sucking and licking her tongue with my own. Our tongues were intertwined and we were probing each other in our mouths. She was licking my tongue furiously with hers, and I was giving it right back. I loved how the animal within me was being released.

After a few minutes of heavenly kissing, I found my hand upon her breasts. She did not resist in the least. Encouraged, I approached her treasures from underneath her dress and her bra. To feel a breast in my hands for the first time in my life was such an erotic sensation. I just massaged those lovely treasures of Pari that I had wanted to feel for many days now. I had begun by nimbly massaging her nipples and the areola region surrounding them. The way she gratefully offered the treasures to me without inhibitions or resistance, I could tell her nipples had been just aching for the touch of my manly hands on them. I momentarily withdrew my hand from underneath her blouse and pushed the blouse up all the way, revealing her beautiful breasts in all their glory. She moaned, “Oh Raj, we shouldn’t do this, this is wrong, stop Raj.” Normally, I would have stopped dead in my tracks at her command, as I was loathe at going against her wishes. But today, I ignored what she said and I continued, mainly because her remonstrative words were accompanied by a deft movement of her torso to push her breasts further into my grateful open palms. Now I was twisting and playing with her nipples. They had become rock hard. Her skin was so soft that my fingers almost slipped over it; it felt so right and so good.

The going was so nice. I knew that I must take it forward. I flicked my tongue softly across her nipple. Her nipple instantly got harder and she moaned in anticipation. The wetness from my tongue caused her nipple to ache for more. Her nipple stood out now, like a little tower on a hill; I felt my cock harden even more as she moaned and I knew she wanted me so badly! Then as one hand of mine was still rubbing her tits, I moved the other hand further down. I was across her stomach, rubbing it gently working my way down to her haloed triangle, where her golden orifice lay, probably throbbing for my cock by now. I escort bayan zeytinburnu moved down lower and lower until I felt her panty lines. She wore white cotton panties, and that was such a turn on for me. I imagined lustfully that underneath those panties was a sweet little virgin pussy just waiting to be made love to, both in the most erotic and raw manner and for long. I made my way down to her thighs and rubbed and gently teased her inner thigh, the area tantalisingly close to the pussy. By her response, I knew she wanted me just to rub her pussy and to finger her in an unabashed manner. And yet, I wanted our first encounter of the intimate type to be memorable and wanted to go slow, step by step, inch by inch. I pulled her dress well above her breasts and had a panoramic view of her most beautiful and almost nude body. I saw a little damp patch through her white panties. My manhood was taller than the Eiffel Tower now. I kneeled in front of her while still massaging her luscious breasts with my hands. I lowered my head towards her knees, and began kissing on her knees and slowly worked my way up to her inner thigh. Her thigh was so white, so hairless; it was so sexy! I licked and kissed softly on her thighs and her hips began to move in sync with my tongue. She kicked gently and was gyrating her well formed hips. “Oh Raj, please do not do that down there. You know we’re good friends, we can’t do this, Raj. Please stop”, she moaned. I ignored her even as the gyrations of her pelvis became more intense with each moment. I took no notice of what she said, as I knew that was her mind speaking but her body was begging to be fucked here and now!

Her white panties became more wet and soggy. Contours of her beautiful womanhood were clearly visible now. At that moment, I placed my right forefinger gently over her panties. I could feel her soft moist lips underneath. I had such a strong urge to just rip the panties apart and dip my finger deep into her ravishing pussy lips and make her cum. That was what I wanted, but this girl meant so much to me. I knew it was her first time too. How could I be crude and hasty to someone so special and so mine? I must prepare her for each step of this marvellous process of discovering our sexuality. I kept on arguing with myself that this was our first time and the first time occurs just once in the whole lifetime. Pretty soon, my whole hand made it onto her pussy; and it felt like a little mound encapsulating the whole Universe there, between her legs. All I felt was her dripping wetness, ever increasing. My hand just rested there for what appeared to be an eternity. I was feeling her dampness through her panties. As the minutes passed by, I felt more wetness seep through her white cotton panties. Her outer lips were so soft and majestic. I felt as if God had sent me on this planet for her alone. And I promised myself that I would pleasure this angel to the fullest.

Her hips were gyrating furiously, and she pressed her pelvic region against my hand. Grinding her hips in a circular motion now, she was rubbing her wet slit against my hand even harder and faster. She obviously loved all the attention I was giving her, arousing her hitherto unexplored and unseen sexuality. She startled me as she jumped from her perch and headed to the little toilet attached to our lair. I was further intrigued that she did not close the door behind her fully and latch it, as she always did before. Two minutes, three, five, ten… When she did not emerge from the toilet after so long, I was a bit alarmed. I gingerly walked up to the toilet and was astonished to hear some strange noises. It was a mixture of soft sobbing and some other sounds I had never heard before – I now know these were sounds of ecstasy. That Pari was in some turmoil was too much for me and jettisoning the normal propriety required when one knows the toilet has a lady inside, I just entered the toilet. There she was, on the toilet seat, her left hand inside her panties, and she groaning in a strange way. She was surprised seeing me before her. I stood still, next to her, trying to absorb the meaning of all that was happening before my eyes. It was her turn to take me by surprise now. She placed her right hand gingerly on my thigh. Before I could fully absorb the sensations from her intimate touch at such a sensitive part of my body, I felt her hand move up, underneath the shorts and the brief I was wearing. And there she was, feeling my more than erect manhood and taking it in one of her hands. This was the first time my member had been touched like this by a woman. That it was Pari made it doubly rewarding. She fiddled with it softly, arousing me even further; she gently stroked my cock up and down, up and down as if playing in an orchestra. She rubbed the head of my penis with her finger tips and she got her fingers wet from my pre-cum. As if to fully reciprocate her sentiments, I began to rub on her womanhood from outside her panty and her moaning became louder. She soon started to stroke my lubricated cock again. I was literally on cloud-nine. It was hard to believe that all this was actually happening to me – that I had just kneaded her lovely breasts and felt her pussy, al beit from outside her panties, and she had my erect and wet manhood in the grip of her tender soft hand. I urged her to continue and told her that I loved it. I cajoled her to jerk me off.

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When Lydia awoke the next morning, rays of sunlight penetrated the thin curtains of the window which was nearest her side of the bed. There was a strong tang of sex remaining; a pungent mix of body odour and stale cum, after the passionate lovemaking between her and Andrew the previous evening. Her mouth felt dry and she could still taste him on her tongue; the fruit of a blowjob which, she remembered fondly, had given Andrew particular pleasure. She could feel a large damp patch on the sheets between her legs. Evidence of the satisfaction Andrew had given her some hours earlier. She glanced at the radio alarm clock on the bedside dresser. It read 06:11AM. She didn’t normally waken until 8 o’clock. She turned her body so that she was facing him. He was fast asleep.

His thin chest heaved up and down . She reached her arm over and lay it gently across, pressing herself against him. She looked up and could see every feature of his face. His stubbled chin, his thinning brown hair which was fast receding, leaving his broad forehead exposed. She stretched a leg across his thigh and started to knead the fleshiness of his nuts with her knee, while still looking at his face. She saw a smile appear and moved her leg upwards slightly, so that her knee pinned his cock against his belly. She continued mecidiyeköy escort bayan to rub against him until she felt his stickiness on her knee and upper thigh. She was wet. Soaking wet. She placed one arm on the other side of him and lifted herself over, so that she straddled his lower body.

Andrew stirred from his sleep as Lydia took hold of his hard on and lifted her body several inches before lowering herself gently, sighing as she felt his firm shaft pressing the lips of her cunt apart and slipping inside her.

“W-What you doing?”

“Sssshh….I couldn’t help myself. I want your cock so much,” replied Lydia as she rolled her hips, mashing her clit against his ball sack.

Andrew smiled, wrapping his hands round her buttocks and then her hips, pulling her towards him. Her upper body fell forward and she gripped the bedrails tightly as she leaned over him. She rolled her hips backwards and forwards, clenching his shaft tightly with her muscles.

“Oh…Oh fuck….,” Lydia gasped through clenched teeth, as she felt him stiffen inside her.

Andrew gripped her arse tightly and started shoving his hips upwards and driving his hard on fully into her drenched and sticky cunt.

The bed was starting to shake bayrampaşa escort bayan as they fucked ardently. Lydia looked down at Andrew’s face and could see that his mouth was open, his eyes screwed tightly shut. He was approaching climax. Then, like an express train, it hit her. She felt her eyes roll to the back of her head, her vision lost focus and she lost control over the movements of her hips. She lifted herself into an upright position, supporting herself with her hands on his belly, pounding herself up and down furiously on his cock and causing the mattress springs to creak so loudly that there was little doubt that Robert would be able to hear them having sex from his bedroom next door. She was gasping for breath, staccato intakes of air all she could manage as the initial waves of climax built into the full on surge of a mindblowing orgasm. As she squealed and moaned like a stuck pig, she could already hear Andrew grunting. They both came at the same time, her drenching his balls with her wetness at the same instant as she felt a succession of warm, sticky squirts of creamy spunk spurt up her cunt as he orgasmed inside her.

She slumped onto her back next to him. She could still feel a tingling itch between her thighs, as his cum escort bayan bahçelievler oozed from her.

“I’d better go and have a shower,” said Lydia softly, the after effects of a good shag, causing her to smile with pleasure.

“Yeah I’ll be in right after you,” responded Andrew.

Once they had both showered and dressed, Lydia walked through to Robert’s bedroom and wakened him. “Time for school!” she announced loudly.

Half an hour later, Andrew dropped Robert off at school before driving off to the school where Lydia worked several miles away.

“I really appreciate the lift,” she said as he stopped outside the gates.

Andrew smiled.

“I really appreciate last night. You’re a special woman.”

She smiled back coyly.

“Well thanks for saying so. I…well I just don’t want you to think that I sleep around that’s all. I don’t normally take a guy to bed on the first date”

“Please don’t think that. Like I say, I think more of you than that. I’d like to see you again. I’ll ring you. OK?”

“Yeah, OK,” Lydia replied, her smile widening slightly.

“You’d better get into work. Here – give me a kiss.”

She leaned towards him and felt the softness of his lips against hers, as he stroked her neck. A thousand shivers of pleasure rippled from her neck, where his fingers caressed her, down her chest, her abdomen and between her thighs. She let out a soft moan as she felt her heart pounding. Then their lips parted.

“I can’t wait to see you again,” she whispered in his ear.

Then she got out the car and strode towards the gates of the school, and into work.

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It was a warm spring day with low humidity, but very sunny and with a light breeze, enough to where you could hear the leaves on the trees rustling. It is a perfect day to get naked and jump into the hot tub outside after a tough workout. My friend’s house had a secluded back yard so it was easy to be out there naked without drawing attention. Before that, my lady friend and I decided to relax and have a nice lunch and talk a bit. She was really into yoga but did a variety of exercise to stay in shape, so she had a very fit body and strong core. There was no telling that this woman was just over ten years by senior, but she was very hot. Beautiful face, smile and eyes, along with a contagious laugh. I’m an average athletic male with muscular legs, pretty proportionate but outweighing my female counterpart significantly, making it easy to vary our positioning and try some new stuff. It’s a healthy lunch with some fresh vegetables and lean protein and some low music playing in the background. Although it did take her some time to make it, because I kept going up to her while she was at the counter and would start kissing her from behind and rubbing up against her, causing her to grab the back of my head or rub my cock from the outside of my clothes.

After finally finishing lunch, we made our way out to her back patio and to her hot tub. As we got closer we started taking our clothes off, taking our time to get into the tub, it is slippery you know. It feels good to be free with those jets massaging tight muscles and everything just hanging out! To see her escort bayan sultangazi breasts just floating freely and out there just took my breath away! We are seated across from each other as we just sit back and relax. I have my head back and eyes closed as the jets massage my back and parts of my thighs. I feel something sliding up my leg to my crotch, she is reaching over with her feet and playing with my cock and balls as I look up briefly to see her smiling seductively and I just smile and lay my head back down and enjoy it. When my cock really starts to harden, I make my way over to her, kissing her lips and breasts as they peek out over the water and she massages my cock as my lips start making their way around both sides of her neck. She starts caressing my body, moving her hands from my hips to my chest and playing with my nipples then slowly back down to my inner thighs and cock. As I start to stand up straight, she kisses my abdomen slowly moving to my lower abdomen and on either side of my cock, using her hand to steady it as she licks it up and down until finally putting it into her mouth. I put my hands out to the side of the tub to steady myself as she sucks and strokes my penis with a passion that says she really wants it inside her, actually moaning as she continues to suck and stroke me.

She grabs my arm to pull me down towards her as she reclines back on the tub’s bench, grabbing my cock when I’m close enough and directs it into her pussy with a loud moan. Her legs are wrapped around me and escort bayan fatih her arms are above her head as she grabs the top of the hot tub, while my hands are outside of hers. I’m trying not to pump her too hard because the water would keep splashing in her face, but I do vary the speeds a little just for fun, her face keeping the same passionate expression throughout. She takes her hands and starts massaging my chest and says she wants to suck my cock some more, lightly pushing my chest so I can back up and give her room to start sucking and stroking my cock. She has the best cadence of sucking and stroking that makes it feel real good until I decide to return the favor, having her slide back up so she is sitting on the side of the tub.

As I kiss her inner thigh, I work my way in to her clit, licking and sucking it until I stick my tongue between her pussy lips, licking rapidly as I pleasure her clit with my thumb and she has one hand on my head. I move her legs over my shoulders and pick her up enough so I am kneeling in the water on the bench and her shoulders leaning on the side of the tub as I continue to lick her pussy as she begins to moan louder. I stop only a moment to ask if she wants my cock inside her, continuing again until she says, “yes, I want to feel you inside me!” She slides down to the bench as I have her bent over, grabbing the side of the tub as I penetrate her juicy pussy from behind, pounding her hard. She starts moaning loudly and continually expressing to fuck her harder and continues saying, escort bayan etiler “yes, yes, ahh, that’s so good!” I keep right on pounding as the water splashes around until she says she wants to be on top riding me as she looks into my eyes. So I slow down then let her up as I recline on the bench and she climbs on, slowly guiding my hard cock deep into her pussy.

She starts moving her hips slowly as she begins to ride my rod, leaning back slightly as her lean abdominals become more evident the more she moves her hips. It kind of makes it hard to caress her breasts but I still try while also enjoying them bouncing up and down and hear her joyful, passionate moans. She keeps asking me if I like it and if it feels good, between her moaning and telling me how much she likes it, and of course I give her nice short answers something along the line of “yes!” As she rides me harder and harder, and boobs bouncing, I tell her I’m about to cum right before she tells me and we cum together, both bodies gyrating with ecstasy and she leans forward onto me. Wrapping her arms around me as I keep moving my hips, trying to work all of the cum out while inside her, she’s holding me tight kissing my lips and neck.

We both get out and lie in the sun to dry off, but as we are lying there she starts to caress my body, licking, and playfully biting my nipples as she began to fondle my balls and cock. As my cock starts to get hard, she continues to kiss my lips, neck and chest while teasing y nipples and she begins to stroke my cock. She pulls one leg over top of nine to allow me to pleasure her pussy with one hand as she jerks me off faster and faster, while still teasing my nipples, until cum explodes out of my cock and she moans from her own orgasm. Gently, she rubs the cum around my abdomen, kissing it and the tip of my penis, then just lies there half on me as the sun sets on the horizon.

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I had just started a new job on an island in the South Pacific. I decided to explore my new environment by taking a hike on a trail I found. Along the way, I met a Polynesian woman who was walking along the same trail.

“Does this trail go down to the beach?” I asked her.

“Only if you go the right way.” She answered. “I’m going to the beach, you can follow me if you like.”

She looked to be in her mid 20’s, about 10 years younger than me. She was wearing a wrap around skirt and a T shirt. She had beautiful round hips, a strong, lean body, and small round breasts that bounced braless inside her T shirt.

“My name is Paul.” I offered, wanting to know everything about this beautiful mysterious woman.

“Hi, I’m Sina, nice to meet you. You sound like an American.”

She had a New Zealand accent, as the locals do, because these islands were a former territory of New Zealand. Her accent was beautiful. I explained that I was a teacher, newly hired to work at a local high school. She told me that she was a teacher too at an elementary school.

We walked past a hibiscus with red flowers and she stopped to pick one and put it in her long black hair. She was so beautiful. I pulled out my phone and asked if I could take a picture of her. Looking though the camera at her I was taken aback by her beautiful smile, her thick, soft lips, and those eyes that sparkled like obsidian glass. The flower in her hair completed a picture that I knew I would always treasure.

When the trail opened onto a small sandy cove, I was delighted to discover that we were the only ones on the beach. I knew that I was being extremely escort bayan kağıthane bold and forward, but I had to ask,

“Is it ok if I sit with you?”

I was delighted when she answered “Sure, but let’s take a swim first.”

Then the magic started. She pulled off her T shirt, letting her gorgeous little breasts spring free. Then she took off her skirt and wriggled out of her panties. Completely nude, she giggled and ran off toward the water. I quickly started to undress to follow her. I had brought a bathing suit, but if she was going to swim nude, then I was too! Seeing that incredible body of hers had made me fully erect. I knew she would notice it as it swung back and forth while I ran, but I didn’t care. The cool water was crystal clear and felt so good on my naked body.

She splashed me and laughed when I got close to her. Then she told me to stay close to her because there were dangerous currents in the ava. I had every intention of staying as close as possible.

“Swim with me.” She said.

She was a very good swimmer and I had to push myself to keep up with her as we swam out toward the coral reef. The water was so clear that I could keep an eye on her beautiful body as she swam. Then I noticed that she was pointing to something. There was a green turtle gliding so slowly, and yet so gracefully, through the water. It was my second magic moment of the day.

When we returned to the beach, she spread out her skirt and sat on it. I pulled a beach towel from Costco out of my backpack. It was big enough for the two of us, and I offered for her to sit on it escort bayan beyoğlu with me. She did. She sat right next to me. My heart felt like it was beating 1,000 times per minute.

She lay back and closed her eyes, letting the sun dry her. I couldn’t stop myself from letting my hungry eyes look up and down her body. Her milk chocolate colored nipples were hard and protruding. Her legs were spread slightly revealing the puffy, dark colored labia just below her mound. I felt a full, throbbing erection grow uncontrollably between my legs. So when she suddenly sat up, I flipped over onto my stomach to hide it.

“Did you bring anything to drink?” She asked.

I told her that there was a bottle of wine in my backpack. She pulled it out and got a smile of her face.

“Wow, this is a treat! This would cost 50 tala in the store.”

I was thrilled that she was pleased. We passed the cup back and forth and before long we had finished the whole bottle and we were both feeling good.

“Your skin is starting to turn pink.” She told me.

“I have sun block in my backpack, can you put some on for me?”

Her oily hands rubbing sun block on my neck and shoulders were the third magic moment of a perfect day. Her touch felt so good, and it got even better as she worked her way down my back. Her soft, strong hands kneaded the muscles of my ass giving me a feeling of pure ecstasy. As she went down to my thighs, I spread my legs, wanting to feel her oily fingers on the inside of my thighs. She made long strokes, all the way down the inside of my thighs and then back up again. When escort bayan esenler her fingers got to the top of my thighs, I felt her fingertips lightly brush over my scrotum. My whole body shuddered. She did it again and again until it felt like my whole body was about to explode. Then she told me to turn around.

I turned over, exposing my thick, hard, throbbing erection to her. She straddled it and then slowly lowered her hips and guided it to her soaking wet opening. She teased me for awhile, rubbing the head against her wetness until I was aching for it. And then she slowly let it slide up into her. She was so tight, she felt so incredibly good, as she rocked up and down on it, letting it penetrate a little deeper each time. When I was fully in, she lowered her head down to mine and for the first time I felt those thick soft lips pressing against mine as we kissed. I will never forget that kiss. It was the most magical moment of my life.

Slowly thrusting in and out of her, our tongues entangled, we kissed and fucked with the cool breeze on our bodies and the sound of the waves crashing against the beach.

She had reached a point of urgency. She sat back up and rocked her hips hard up and down feeling me penetrating so deeply into her. Feeling the timing of her rhythm, I rocked my hips hard back against her, our bodies crashing together.

I felt her vagina tighten and her whole body convulse as she went into a powerful orgasm. That triggered an orgasm of my own as heavy spurts of semen flowed into her.

She fell back down onto me and we kissed again. I ran my hands up and down her sweaty body and felt the rapid beating of her heart and her heavy breathing. I put my hands on her beautiful round butt and held her close to me wanting to stay inside her for as long as possible.

I had just met her, but I knew that I would always want her.

It turned out that we didn’t live far from each other. But that’s another story.

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Jake lay back and closed his eyes, totally lost in sensation, burning with need. He felt Julie stroke gently; he felt her heat, the brush of her hair, and the still powerful quiver of her young body as she enthusiastically sucked his cock.

Despite her eagerness, she moved rather hesitantly, but Jake was ready to let the girl discover at her own pace what made him respond. His cock oozed a constant stream of tangy juice and he felt as if he was on the verge of eruption already. There would be time for instruction later, but for now, he was content to enjoy her and let her do as she wanted.

Her mouth was wet, and warm, and so incredibly soft. Exquisite strokes of her small tongue left him breathless, and he felt every titillating touch as though amplified a thousand times. She slowed and simply held him there for a while, allowing her tongue to dance softly against his iron shaft as he lay passively underneath her. With a sigh, she released him from her mouth and moved her hands up along his thighs, kneading the firm flesh under her fingers. Jake glanced down at her; she was bent over his rod, peering closely, her brows furrowed in concentration. He groaned at the site of her pretty face so close to his hard cock, and prayed she would suck again.

He saw her move one hand carefully to the base of his shaft and wrap itself around his meat. She pressed down and squeezed at the same time. Jake tightened and gave a small thrust, but Julie never looked away. She slid her fist up until she held him just under the flaring crown of his dick; cool fingers searching, tiny hand squeezing, she gave a few experimental pumps, letting her fingers spread his juice around his cockhead. His reaction pleased her, as he moaned again and sought out her mouth with gently thrusting hips.

“Suck it baby. Suck my cock. Suck my cock.” He whispered, his eyes never leaving her face.

“Does it feel good Jake? Like when you touch me?” A voice so soft and sweet it could only belong to Julie reached his ears.

“Yes honey. It feels so good. Come on, I need to cum sweetheart. Sssuck ittttt.” He pleaded.

She only continued to pump, unconsciously trying to learn his shape, the right pressure, his deepest wants. Occasionally her tongue would flick out and sweep a newly formed drop of pre-cum from his slit, which Jake observed through growing passion. She appeared to enjoy the taste, licking her lips, and humming softly. He groaned low, and thrashed his head before returning his gaze to her face. A little impatient now, he abandoned his earlier notion of letting her lead. Reaching down, he placed his hand on her head to hold her in place as he pumped his hips, working his erection deeper into her warmth.

She drew back instantly as his large, hard cock scraped across the roof of her mouth. Jake sensed her tightened apprehension. He wavered indecisively, torn between wanting to ram his cock fully into her mouth, and knowing he should take it slow. A morning spent looking at her body, feeling her hot passion, and touching her had worn him down. Need won out and with no warning, he pushed his hips up, urgently driving his cock as deeply into her small, sucking mouth as he could. Oh but his little angel took it well, faltering for only a second before closing herself around his prick.

“Ahhhh, yes Julie. Suck it deep baby. Suck it deep. Suck on my cock.” He moaned.

She struggled hard to accommodate him, but was unable to accept more than half of his fully erect cock, which was impressive considering her youth and inexperience. Her hand gripped tightly around the base, covering what her lips could not. Up and down her little hand flew, while her head bobbed in time. He felt her tongue lick his cockhead with every outstroke and he felt the gentle sweep as her soft curtain of hair tickled his thighs. He stroked her hair… her face… and moved his fingers to her mouth. Holding them close around her lips, he felt the erotic push of his cock going inside… inside her hot little mouth… pulling her lips in… sucking him in; then he felt them push out as he retracted… the hollowing of her cheeks… the suction of her throat as she tried to reclaim him. His angel… his hot little slut… sucking, sucking, sucking so good on his rock hard cock.

Oh,” he breathed, “Yes baby, suck it, suck my cock. It feels so good honey. So good.”

Her enthusiasm picked up and she tried once more to swallow him. Gagging, she backed off, replaced her hand, and used it to help him reach the ultimate pleasure. He marveled at her tenacity. What she lacked in skill, she made up for in eagerness. Jake found her free hand and placed it gently on his tight balls. In turn, she cupped them tenderly, afraid to hurt him, but he encouraged her with low whispers.

“Squeeze Julie… easy… soft,” he panted, “Yes, like that. Oh! Yes, squeeze them while you suck me baby.”

He was close now, his seed boiling in pleasurable waves as his balls tightened under her cool hands. She was moaning a little, turned on from the feel of his cock plowing taksim bayan escort into her mouth. Reading his body perfectly, she increased her pace, managing to take a little more, and pumping steadily with her hand while he prepared to blow hard into her body.

“Ungh! Oh shit! Suck it, suck it, suck it. Yes! Keep sucking my cock. You’re gonna make me cum right in your mouth baby.”

Jake groaned loudly, his body tight, his cock steel hard, his mind inflamed beyond reason as his sweet little angel sucked hard on his aching cock. A strangled cry tore from his throat and he began to fuck deeply into her mouth. He knew no restraint and yet, he didn’t force. He just fucked his ass up and down, letting her take whatever amount of his length she could manage.

“Julie… sweetheart… oh God, I’m gonna cum now. Gonna fucking cum…. Oh yes…. Suck! Please drink it for me baby. Drink my cum! Ahhhhh! Yes!”

A whirlwind of silky brown softness, her head flew as she sucked. He felt her body give in, he felt the longing to taste him wash over her and she hummed a low, long moan just as he erupted into her mouth. Streams of hot cum flowed from the tip of his prick, and Jake writhed in pleasure, barely breathing, letting it wash through him. Her lips were locked and she hung on frantically as he emptied his seed into her mouth.

He saw, through lust-glazed eyes, her throat work to swallow and two thin trails of his own cum seeped from around his dick and flowed down her chin, but still his baby swallowed. The sight of his juice leaking from her mouth was too much for Jake and with one last thrust, he seated his cock as far as she could take and sprayed the last of his cum down her throat, groaning his victory in harsh, agonizing syllables.

Julie stayed still, her chest heaving, her lovely lips still wrapped around his shaft. Looking down, Jake saw her eyes fill with sorrow and concern instantly clouded his afterglow.

“What’s wrong sweetheart? Are you okay?” He asked, rubbing her cheek.

“I’m so sorry Jake. I’ll do better next time I promise.”

“What do you mean honey? That was fantastic.”

“No, it wasn’t. I could tell you wanted to be d-deeper in my mouth. I-I tried, but you’re so big. I’m sorry.”

Her tears tore at his heart and he tugged gently on her arm. “Come here honey.”

Shaking, she climbed up and lay beside him, her sorrowful blue eyes resting on his darker ones. He ran his hand up and down her arm and held her close, shushing her cries and trying to make her feel better. He wiped his cum from her chin and offered it to her; she took his fingers into her mouth and suckled gently. His cock stirred a little as he watched her.

“Julie, you really have no idea do you?”

“About what?”

He raised her hand and kissed her fingers. “About your power to excite me. Your allure, your beauty, and your sexuality.”

Blushing, “Oh Jake, stop it.”

“No, don’t be that way. Please? Embrace it Julie and let it grow. Together we can explore all that is in our minds. We can make it reality. Together.”

“I did okay Jake? Really?”

“You did better than okay. Trust me… you were awesome.” His eyes were earnest, staring intently, “Did you like it? Sucking my cock?”

Shyly, “Yes. It made me feel hot and… excited.”

Laughing, he hugged her hard. “Good. Good, I’m glad, because I want you to suck it a lot. It feels really good, and I like to see your cute little mouth wrapped around my cock. That’s so sexy Julie. You’re more beautiful than you realize.”

The girl simply purred, snuggling against him. He felt her eyelashes brush against the skin of his bare chest and he felt her mouth turn up in a smile. Reluctantly, he pulled free and looked at the clock. Michelle would be home sooner than he cared for, and Jake realized his belly was rumbling from hunger. Since breakfast, they’d been wrapped up in each other completely and now it was well past lunchtime.

“You hungry?” He asked.

“Yeah, a little.”

“Okay, go get dressed, I’ll take you to lunch.”

Excited, she ran to her room, leaving Jake to dress himself and to ponder once more on their situation. Michelle, he thought again. What was he going to do about her? When she came home, his little love affair would surely be interrupted with a large dose of harsh reality. Julie would be off limits, effectively a wonderful memory and not much more, until Michelle decided to visit her folks again. That thought caused him a great deal of pain. The little beauty had gotten way under his skin and he was helpless to find a solution.

Pulling on denim pants and a white t-shirt, his mind raced farther. Soon, being the nymph that she naturally was, Julie would turn to another for satisfaction.

…No, she’s too young for that… too loyal… too loving. She doesn’t have that kind of need yet…

But he knew he was wrong. He’d awakened her and she would not deny herself for too long, and he knew that was the way it should be. A girl topkapı bayan escort like Julie should never be deprived of her sexuality. Instead she should be encouraged to accept all parts of it. To embrace it as he’d told her earlier.

Frustrated, and no nearer an answer, Jake grabbed his keys and headed downstairs.

After he set out the trash and locked the back door, Julie still had not put in an appearance. He supposed she was just like most women and wanted to take time with her grooming. Usually, Jake was more than grateful about that, being a lover of female beauty, but time was short and he wanted to feed her, then maybe enjoy her once more before Michelle came home. Just as he was about to go back up the stairs, he heard her approach.

“It’s about time little girl, we need to get going before-“

He was a little shocked by the way she looked. Gone was the innocent young girl he’d become so enamored of and in her place stood a sophisticated young woman. She wore a short blue denim skirt and a silky sleeveless top in a pale shade of coral, every bit the picture of a young lady fighting the heat of summer in the south, albeit a petite one. Her hair was down, as he’d requested, but parted on the side and held by a shiny silver barrette. Dark blue shadow lightly dusted her eyelids and she’d used a tasteful amount of liner at the outer corners. The result was stunning, smoky, sensual beauty, and Jake was staggered.

“Do you like it Jake?” Her nervous voice asked.

“Honey, I d-do,” he stammered, “But…”

Watching the pleasure slip from her face was painful, but he could only stand there looking at her, struggling to find a way to voice what he was thinking.

…Damn, I’m such an ass…

“But what?” she asked softly.

“You look like a woman Julie. Where’s my little angel?” Stunned, he just stared at her, wanting her again the way a man wants a woman, urgently, and with deep, lusty desire.

“I’m still here Jake, but I wanted you to be proud of me. It’s like a date isn’t it?” Turning, she reached for her purse, “Are we ready?”

Their eyes locked for a moment when she looked back at him. Jake didn’t care much for the feeling that was rising up in him, although he couldn’t explain what that feeling was. He knew only that he was consumed by her possession. If he took her out like this, men would look at her; they would want her. While that thought angered him to a degree, it also caused sexual feelings inside him. His groin tightened and he took her arm possessively, bewildered by his own reaction.

“Sure.” He said. “We’re all set. Let’s go.” But he heard the tension in his own voice and wondered if she did too.

They sat together in silence on the way to the restaurant. Jake felt her sneaking worried looks at him, but he stubbornly kept his eyes glued to the road, hating that he’d upset her, hating the way he felt. From the corner of his eye, he stole a few glimpses of her smooth tanned thighs and groaned inwardly. What the hell was wrong with him? She looked great. Really beautiful in fact, but he could hardly bear the thought of someone else seeing what belonged to him. Worse, he enjoyed her innocence and didn’t like seeing maturity rear its head. He supposed what he really wanted was the best of both worlds, and there was no way to have that.

At last, he slammed the brakes and pulled off the road into a crowded parking lot. Turning, he looked at the hurt in her eyes, wishing it away with all his might. He reached out a hand and stroked her cheek as he watched her tears spill over.

“Julie… baby, I’m so sorry.”

She flung herself at him, crying against his shoulder and clutching him close. He held her, soothing her with a hand down her back, and whispering his love for her.

Eventually, her tears subsided and she pulled away, her big blue eyes searching his face. “I don’t understand what was wrong. Don’t you like how I look?”

“Yes! Baby, you look beautiful, and so sexy. Maybe too sexy. Part of what I love is that you’re so innocent, and I don’t want you to lose that quality. Not until it’s truly time for you to mature.”

He held her hand as he leaned over to kiss her. “Also, I feel… well… jealous as hell really. I know you’re going to be turning a lot of heads, and I’m not sure I can deal with that very well. No matter what though, we’re okay. Right? You’re beautiful… you’re still my girl… and I’m just a foolish man. Be patient with me sweetheart, okay?”

Somehow, she smiled at him, sending his heart flip-flopping around his chest. If anything, her tears had increased her beauty, lending her a sultry, pouty look that he found irresistible.

Mindless of prying, small town eyes, Jake leaned over and captured her lips. He pressed insistently until he felt her blossom open as she always did for his kisses. Their tongues met and he was startled by the intensity with which she returned his kiss. Moving quickly, he pulled her to him and allowed his tongue to taste escort bayan şirinevler the sweetness of her mouth in a deep way. She sucked at his tongue and moaned low in her throat, once more surprising him with her passion.

When he pulled away, she whimpered and opened her eyes. “My God Julie, how do you do this to me? How can I want you so much?”

She only smiled and held his hand as he started the car and pulled into traffic.

000

Their lunch was nice. Julie had a shrimp basket and Jake had a steak. He watched her eat hungrily, a thousand thoughts on his mind, yet he hesitated to spoil the mood again. He’d been right about the looks cast their way. Filled with a strange, arousing mix of pride and jealousy, he watched the men and young boys stare at Julie. He knew most of these people, and they were aware that the Walkers had a young girl living with them for the summer, but he couldn’t help wondering if they thought something illicit was going on between he and Julie what with the way he looked at her, and her flirtatious laugh. Recklessly, he decided he didn’t care as he fed her a French fry and handed her a napkin for her mouth. She giggled and wiped the ketchup away, then suddenly turned serious.

“What will happen after Michelle gets home Jake?”

“Um, I’m not sure.” He said honestly, meeting her sharp gaze full on, “Our time will be limited to whatever we can grab, but we have to be careful honey. Very careful. Understand?”

She nodded, and lowered her eyes. “It’s not fair is it?” Her voice was barely a whisper.

“I suppose not, but don’t you worry, we’ll be alright. We’ll figure out something. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Jake paid the bill and the two of them headed for home.

000

The message light was blinking on the answering machine when they got back. Julie headed off to the bathroom while Jake played the messages. There was one from Michelle saying she was sorry she’d missed them and that she should be home by seven o’clock. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was already nearly four. They didn’t have much time left. The second message was from Jake’s mother. He rolled his eyes as she prattled on about how he never calls anymore. Making a mental note to call her back that evening, he went in search of his young lover.

He found her in her room. It was still almost empty, still devoid of her presence, yet the room somehow held her scent. Jake inhaled deeply as he approached the bed where she sat waiting.

She was coy, flirtatious, her eyes shimmering with desire. Jake’s cock swelled as he took her in, feeling full… full of raw emotion, helpless desire, and powerful possessiveness. He watched the swell of her chest as she breathed, her erect nipples pushing out enticingly against the silky fabric that held them captive.

He reached out and stroked them through her top, gratified at the way she moaned, closed her eyes, and caught her lip between her teeth. She was so sexy, and so exciting. He had barely touched her and already she was responding to him. He rubbed his hand across those hard little nipples, bending them to the side under the pressure of his touch and loving the way they bounced back into place.

…so soft…

“Lift up your arms honey.”

She did, raising them silently as a shudder ran through her body. Tenderly, Jake pulled her shirt up from the hem, his fingers brushing her hot skin and causing her to draw a sharp breath. He tossed the shirt to the floor and sank to his knees.

He simply put his head in her lap and lay still. She stroked his hair, bending to drop soft kisses on his cheek and neck. She ran her hands down his back and drew him closer, her legs spreading and her breath blowing warm against his skin. Jake used his hands on her legs, massaging her calves, roaming higher to tickle behind her knees, then higher still to caress her deliciously soft thighs. Above him, she sighed her pleasure and pulled his shirt up until he lifted and allowed her to pull it from his body.

Easing her back on the bed, he lifted her skirt above her waist, her silk clad pussy coming into view. He soaked the sight in, seeing the wetness that darkened the center of the crotch piece, her aroma, so sweet and intoxicating, drifting up to cloud his mind with drunken desire. Her pussy smelled so good; his mouth watered as he moved in closer, just breathing, just loving her scent.

…a taste… a smell… a touch…

Slowly, he let his tongue emerge and placed it on that tiny little wet spot as his salivary glands released a torrential flow around his probing muscle. Pressing urgently, he moved his tongue up and down, massaging her clitoris right through her panties. Julie squirmed and groaned above him. Going further, he drew the crotch of her panties into his mouth and sucked the sweet taste of Julie from the filmy cloth, his cock heaving and pulsing as her taste aroused his senses.

…oh God… so sweet…

Still using only his tongue, he snaked it under the edge of her panties, instantly rewarded by Julie’s drawn out moan and a fresh flow of juice from her hot little cunt. He pulled the panties aside and stared down at her lovely pussy. Her hair was nearly translucent, as little as there was of it, and he was able to see through the soft fuzz and view her plump lips, which seemed to swell right before his eyes.

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This is the first story I published on another site whose rules about the age of consent are different than Literotica’s so I have re-written it to conform. I hope it still makes sense especially for those who saw the original version.

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I try to proof read and edit all my stories but some things do slip through the net if the spell-checker accepts homophones (words that sound the same as another). The fault is all mine if I have not been vigilant enough.

Chapter 1

The July thunderstorms, which had been providing a free light show off the Croatian coast since dusk, finally hit the campsite about 10.00pm in a rage of wind and torrential rain. Dan had been watching it getting closer and closer whilst sitting drinking a few beers outside his VW Camper Van in the sultry heat and had enough time to take down his awning and store most of his outside gear under the van before the wind and rain hit hard. He was now stuck inside in the cramped interior of the small van trying to listen to music on his Ipod whilst the rain beat continuously on the roof and the wind rocked the van alarmingly despite the shelter provided by the large RV parked a few metres away.

Dan had arrived at the small campsite near the coast three days previously and been fortunate to get the last available place in a corner of the packed site. It was nearing the end of July and the summer season was in full swing. His van was jammed into a space between the RV and the external fence with thick forest beyond. It gave lots of privacy, but was a long way from the bar and the site amenities, not that he was going anywhere near them in this weather.

He was 3 months into a 6 month sabbatical from work, well, if truth be told it was an extended holiday and there was little chance that he would go back to the job and certainly not to the soon-to-be ex-wife and the small house they had shared in the suburbs of London. He thought back to the day when he’d told his boss that he would like to take a sabbatical and how liberating the feeling had been and how much simpler his life would be. He thought further back to the day he’d found out his wife of 10 years was cheating on him, helped, if that was the word, by an early return from his weekly 5-a-side football session due to a twisted ankle. He could still hear her passionate cries as he opened the door and started slowly up the stairs …

“Ooh, go on fuck me harder, fuck my arse harder … oh, godddd, yes, like that, more, MORE, YESSSS, I’M SO CLOSE! ….”

He recognized Gill’s voice but his first thoughts were: “Fuck my arse? She won’t let me anywhere near her arse, so this I need see”

He had stormed up the stairs as fast as his ankle would allow and into the bedroom to see the naked petite form of his wife spread-eagled on their bed with a guy he didn’t know pounding her shit-hole. Her hands were gripping the bedspread and her eyes were closed but he could tell she was enjoying it by the expression of bliss on her face, a look he used to know so well but not so much of late, now he knew why.

The guy saw him first and stopped just as he was about to hammer another thrust back into her clasping anus. Without opening her eyes she thrust her arse cheeks back at him and cried:

“Don’t tease me, fuck my arse, please, I need it so bad up my arse, godd I’m so close, FUCK ME”.

The last was said with her normal demanding tone when she wanted something and wasn’t getting her way.

The guy never took his eyes off Dan as he withdrew his cock from her arse with an audible pop, at which point Gill opened her eyes and saw Dan standing there. She didn’t move, just looked at him.

“Oh shit, Dan, what are you doing back”?

She continued to look at him with a slightly smug look on her face; a look of someone who’d just had a good illicit fucking, was found out but didn’t fear the consequences. However, the guy had a look of fear on his face as he collected his clothes and scuttled past Dan as he stood just inside the door to the bedroom. The front door slammed about thirty seconds later after what must have been a record for getting dressed, or maybe he had just left without any clothes on which would get the neighbours talking, thought Dan.

“Why?” he asked in a low voice, trying not to shout and scream, “Why do you find the need to fuck someone else. We used to have a fantastic sex life, but you obviously wanted something different. Who was he?”

“Who he is, is not important and, yes, I wanted some variety, we’d been getting boring” she said indignantly.

“So you just ride rough-shod over the marriage vows just to have some variety, well I’m glad you found it. Well now you’ll have lots of time to try many more new varieties. Get up, get dressed escort etiler and get out. Come back for any stuff you want when I’m at work.”

Now her gaze wavered, uncertainty and fear clouding her face.

“You don’t mean that, we can work this out ….”

She tailed off when she saw the resolute look on his face.

“Where will I go …?”

“The guy who had his cock in your arse five minutes ago must live somewhere; you can go and finish what I interrupted …”

He tailed off, and then finally asked the question that had been on his mind since he first heard her: “He fucked you in the arse and you were enjoying it, loving it, but every time I’ve done anything anally with you, like rim your arse or finger you, you have stopped me and said you don’t like it. So why was it ok now, with him?”

She looked at him for a long time and finally said: “Actually I always enjoyed you rimming and fingering me but I always worried that your cock is too big and would hurt me. He’s a lot smaller than you but stretches my arse wonderfully to give me an itchy, burning sensation in the arse and with a finger on my clit I get better orgasms then even you give me with your cock in my pussy or with your tongue”

At she spoke she started to squirm and Dan realised she was getting turned on by the thoughts of getting fucked in the arse, especially as she moved one of her hands under her body and obviously started to finger her pussy and clit. He also realised that his cock was starting to stretch and lengthen at the sight of her getting turned on and the memory of what he had seen as he entered the bedroom. She noticed him attempt to adjust himself and smiled coyly.

“You like the thought of fucking my arse don’t you, if it will make things right between us I’m up for it. In fact, you look like you are up for it too, big boy! Come here and rim me first, get me nice and wet although we’ll need a lot of lube for that big fucker you’ve got there.”

He thought for about it for a long time but his little brain made the decision within 2 nanoseconds, a revenge fuck would be good and then she can piss off, and limped to the bed. She started to get up but he said gruffly:

“Stay there, face down, flat on the bed like the cock hungry anal whore you are”

A look of dismay passed over her face as he reached the bed and pushed her back down onto the bed and climbed over her and knelt over the back of her thighs, trapping her. He looked at her body as she lay there and thought what a fantastic arse she has, the first thing he’d noticed about her when they met for the first time. She thought her hips were too big and she also thought her B-cup breasts were too small. Dan had thought her boobs were absolutely perfect with large biteable nipples and the curve of her arse as it swelled from her back to the two round cheeks was one of nature’s wonders.

“There’s no need to be so rough about it”

“Well that’s what you are, aren’t you?”

“I thought we were trying to make this right …”

“No, you’re trying to make this right; I just want to fuck your arse”

He ripped his football top off and threw it across the room and then lay down on her back using his weight to hold her in place while he got out of his shorts and jock-strap. The latter was no easy feat as his cock was now a rock solid 8 inches which, once free, was resting in the groove of her arse cheeks. Gill was starting to squirm again but this time as a result of his 200 pound body pressing down on her.

“Dan, please, your hurting me”

“Not as much as it will hurt you in a few minutes”

“Dan, please, I know you’re cross but if you do it nice it will be better for you and me” she pleaded, starting to sound desperate as she realised the predicament she was now in.

Coldly he replied “I don’t give a fuck how it is for you”.

Her squirming got more desperate and she tried to reverse head-butt him to shift him off. He dodged the blow and pushed his left hand on her neck at the same time as he forced her thighs open with his legs. She started to sob and continued to thrash about trying to dislodge him.

“Look, I’m going to fuck your arse whether you like it or not, so you can help me or hinder me but I’m guessing that helping will make it easier for you. Are you going to help?” After a few moments she stopped moving and nodded slowly.

“Ok, pass me the pillows so I can lift your arse of the bed” She complied and he inserted two under her lower belly. He took the opportunity to run his fingers across her clit and pussy and felt that there was some residual moisture from when she was getting turned on earlier or maybe even when she was getting fucked previously. Leaving that hand to play with her clit he shifted sideways leaving the weight of only one leg to hold her down although she did not try to force him off. He licked his fingers of the other hand and ran them down over her anus across istanbul bayan escort her perineum to her pussy where he gathered more pussy juice which he brought back up to her arsehole. Despite his earlier desire to humiliate her, he gently spread it across her anus and then repeated the process several times, dipping a finger tip into her sphincter every now and again.

Gill by now was starting to respond to the manual stimulation of her clit, pussy and anus and began squirming against his fingers and making tiny hissing and whining sounds as she revelled in her pleasure.

“Yes, go on finger my arse and pussy, ooooh, I love you touching my arse”

He removed his hand from under her which brought a grunt of disappointment from Gill but he then swung himself around so that his head was facing down her legs and his knees were either side of her head. Gill left her legs spread as he used both hands to part her arse cheeks and lowered his mouth to her crinkled rosebud and worked his tongue around it and into it, feeling the sphincter relax and hearing the cries of delight from her as his tongue stabbed into her again and again. Keeping her arse cheeks apart as much as he could he moved his hands down between her thighs so his finger tips could play with her pussy lips and gather moisture from her open cunt which, by now, was leaking copious amounts of pussy juice.

His touch on her pussy lips and the continued tonguing of her anus was causing her hips to move in small circles as she tried to milk every ounce of sensation from his stimulation and the volume of noises coming from Gill started to increase.

“Oh, fuck, you do that so well … stick your tongue in my arse again … Oh, god, like that, again … fuck my arse with your tongue”.

He moved his head away which brought a sigh of disappointment from Gill but then brought his fingers up from her pussy and spread copious amounts of her juice over her arsehole and then pressed his middle finger of his left hand into her sphincter. She grunted and pushed her arse up at the invading finger so that it entered beyond the first knuckle. He rotated his hand and she circled her hips against his rotation, stretching and relaxing the sphincter.

“Fuck, that’s good, put another one in and stretch me for that big cock of yours”.

He partially withdrew his middle finger and then pushed it and the index finger back in at the same time as he dropped a big wad of saliva onto both fingers and arsehole.

“Yesss”, she hissed, “that’s stretching me, I can feel it burn … its sooo good.

She scrabbled with her left hand towards the tube of lube that still lay on the bed from her earlier arse fuck and passed it to him.

“Here, grease your cock with this and put some into me as we’re going to need it to get that big cock of yours into my tiny arse”.

He applied the lube to his cock with one hand and continued stretching her anus with the two fingers of the other. He withdrew the fingers and pressed the nozzle of the tube into Gill’s arse and squeezed.

She looked back and giggled, “It’s cold, but it will warm up as soon you put your cock in, come on I’m ready for you to fuck my arse, isn’t that what you want?”

He nodded and swung his body around again so he was kneeling with his buttocks resting on the back of her thighs and his lower legs lying outside hers and his cock once again was sliding along the crease between her delightful arse cheeks.

“Reach back and pull your arse cheeks apart and lift your bum up some more”, he commanded and with a delighted whimper she complied, pulling the two globes apart with her small hands and laying her head down onto the bed.

“Are you going to put that big cock into my tiny arse? Will it fit? Please be gentle, I know you said you didn’t care how I felt but it will be so much better for you if we both get off on it”. She said in a small voice muffled by the bedspread.

Without a further word he manoeuvred the head of his cock towards her brown rosebud lifting his buttocks off her legs and pointing his cock down.

As a result of his thwarted desire to fuck Gill’s arse over the years he had never actually had anal sex with anyone and was unaware of the difficulties of achieving penetration. It looked reasonably straightforward on the pornos he’d seen but after several futile efforts to engage the head of his cock in Gill’s anal pucker she raised her head and looked back.

“Come on, get it in big boy, I need my arse fucking, what’s the matter, too big?”

“No, the angle is wrong”

“Ok, let’s try another way, lie down on the bed”

He quickly rolled off her and lay back with his thick cock sticking up at an angle from his groin looking at her as she climbed over him and sat down with his cock pressed between her pussy lips and his stomach with the head peeking out from between her thighs. She slid backwards and forwards a few times with gasps of pleasure escort ortaköy each time her clit came in contact with the head of his cock and then slid all the way forward so his cock sprang free behind her. She lifted her buttocks up and reached back with one hand to capture his cock whilst balancing herself on his chest with the other.

“God, he’s even bigger today than normal, is it because he knows he is going to fuck my poor defenceless arse?”

She moved her buttocks in small circles at the same time as she presented his cock head to her anus and once aligned she started to descend and push back capturing the tip, which was now leaking pre-cum, in her sphincter which started to open against the pressure and the effect of gravity as she lowered her weight onto him.

“Oh, God, it’s like a fucking baseball bat, It’s going to rip me in two, but the stretching is burning soooo good! Oh! Fuck! It’s … Going … IN.” She hyperventilated like she was doing birthing breathing exercises.

With an almost audible pop her sphincter closed around the head of his cock and she rested for a moment to catch her breath and allow the pain of stretching to start to recede. Dan felt that he had a steel band around the head of his cock and desperately wanted to launch a massive upwards fuck to lodge it all the way into her tight clinging arsehole but, despite his early desire for a revenge fuck, he resisted the urge and instead reached up with both hands to capture her tits and the raspberry shaped nipples that stood firm and proud.

“Oh, yes, do that and bite them kiss them, lick them” she gasped and in doing so lost concentration on holding steady and dropped another inch so that the well lubricated cock moved further up the equally lubricated arse.

“Fuck, your cock is so fucking, fucking big, it feels you’ve put a log up my arse, I hope you’re enjoying this you bastard”

“You’re the cock hungry anal whore so you should be enjoying it too” he said viciously and then mouthed “sorry” as a look of hurt passed across her face and they both grimaced together as she dropped further onto his cock which was still only 3 inches inside her arse.

“Oh, good Christ, your arse is so fucking tight, it feels like my cock is being gripped by a giant fist”

Gill felt like she had fist in her arse but one that was being thrust up into her guts rather than the one Dan thought was gripping his cock. She had been right to be worried about the pain of anal sex with him but the earlier reaming had partially stretched her and now the pleasure of the burn was starting to kick in. At least this position allowed her to control the movement whilst she got acclimatised to the size of his cock but later, when she was well stretched, she hoped he would last long enough to really pound her arse. She lifted back up a couple of inches so the head of Dan’s cock sat just inside her sphincter. She quickly fucked her hips down and up a couple of times which brought gasps from both of them and she repeated the movement dropping further down each time until half of Dan’s cock was buried in her shit-chute.

Gill let her head and upper body fall forward as she found it increasingly difficult to hold herself upright and Dan’s arms moved around her as he pulled her head down into a long sensuous kiss while they squirmed together working a few more inches into her tight rectum. He moved both hands to clasp her firm buttocks and pulled downwards very hard at the same time as he fucked upwards so the rest of his cock surged up her arse until his ball sack rested against her very wet pussy. Gill threw her head back and wailed.

“Oh fuck your cock is in balls deep, I love it, I love your big fat cock all the way in my tiny arse” and then proceeded to pump her own hips up and down rapidly on the huge spike.

“Oh, god is it good for you? Tell me you want to fuck my arse again”.

All thoughts of a revenge fuck had now left Dan’s mind and all he could think about was fucking this gorgeous tight gripping arse for ever and ever. He looked up at her and said “Whose arse is it, who’s the only one that will fuck it from now on, what are you”?

“Oh, Dan, Oh, god, I am your cock hungry anal whore, I just love having your big thick cock in my arse, no-one will fuck my arse ever again, it is only for YOU” and she started to sob with lust as she continued to pump her arse up and down against his savage cock thrusts.

Despite the position not permitting any direct manual stimulation of her clit she was starting to feel the first tremors of an orgasm which was different from any she had ever felt before, she was going to come!

“Fuck me I’m going to come from your cock in my arse … keep pounding my tight little arse … make your cock hungry anal whore come with that big fucking cock” she panted as the tremors started building higher and higher.

Dan heard her cries and knew that he was not far away from coming himself and tried to match his thrusts with her increasingly frantic movements against his cock without much success. He needed more leverage so without losing contact he rolled them both over so Gill was underneath. The movement caught her by surprise and she then found herself almost bent double as he pulled and pushed her legs up so her knees were near her head.

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