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I’m in the shower, prepping for a date, the first in a while, and I’m spending a little more time down there, par for the course for me before a date, just some extra scrubbing, sanitizing, honing in on the particulars. I want to make a good impression, I suppose, want to spruce things up a bit, just in case, you know, just in case things get interesting later on and there’s a chance my cunt will see some action, a little after-hours enjoyment, and if my date’s inspired, shows interest, hey, I might let him wander down south a little, yes I just might, angle my hips accordingly if we start kissing a certain way, might clue him in that it’s alright to explore elsewhere, I’ve got no problem with that if things are going well, and I want to make it pleasant for everybody, myself included, don’t want to worry about what he’ll be seeing or sensing or sniffing down there, don’t want to think about any sort of mess or mishap.

And as I’m soaping up again, throwing in a little Suave Freesia Conditioner, for insurance, I’m wondering what my date will think of this, if, at some point, either tonight or some other date should we make it past this one, if he will gather courage and make his way to the triangle source of it all. If we will get to that. And I’m wondering what he’ll think and what he’ll do, if he will kiss me shyly, uncertainly, not wanting to offend or impose, if his hands, in slow motion, will part me as his tongue explores, discreetly, the acreage there. If it will be like archeology, a mindful sort of digging, his mouth finding the fingerprint of my desire. Or if he will dive right in, undistracted, purposeful, tongue coiled around my clit, face fervent and concentrated, if he will pin my shins with his arms, fingers etching my calves, if there will be no evolutionary revelation, just his hunger and my obedient cunt.

And I’m wondering what will make me come faster, if wine will dilute my resistance to orgasm, or if I will want to buttress the tipsiness of either alcohol or yearning with şişli escort a little patience and poise. I’m wondering if I will be timid or passive or lenient, if he will be judicious or unforgiving, if we will agree on this when the night spins out its last hours and our minds close themselves for renovation and our bodies plead for remorseless release. I’m wondering this in the shower, pre-head, pre-fuck, pre-pleasure, knowing my cunt and its duplicitous nature, how easily things could turn for her, and have, how the important, clarifying decisions of sex always come from these headquarters, not the ones upstairs, how quickly I can close up, awkward, unwieldy, can become impenetrable if my pussy senses danger or, conversely, how fuckable I am if the conditions are right, an orchid flourishing in the greenhouse heat and moisture of a unisoned longing.

And maybe this is why the antiseptic session under water, this pre-date mikvah, I’m starting over, after all, clean cunt, mostly clean conscience, and plenty of distance between this guy and the last, who fumbled the ball a little, I have to admit, relinquished too much, gave me all the keys to the sexual kingdom and it turns out I didn’t want that responsibility, didn’t want to be the only one choreographing this dance, wanted some input, insight, innuendo even, and things died down so quickly as a result, my cunt and her attendant libido ushering themselves inside again, away from all the multi-tasking. But it made sense at the time, still does, the kind of sex that gets me hot is a mutual pursuit and occasional capture, two bodies twinning and untwinning themselves in perpetual chase.

My ex-boyfriend, used to call me “Ginger,” my cunt anyway, and it was more than just the color of it, it was as if Ginger were some secret nether goddess wielding ancient curative powers, a Scylla and Charybdis, Arachne, Athena, Aphrodite all rolled in one. “How’s Ginger,” he’d murmur at night, wanting the narcoleptic effects of sex before fatih escort sleep, or when morning came and the urge for fucking won, decidedly, over breakfast, it would be a kind of permission he’d ask for before meathooking into my hips, and I would answer for her, depending on my mood, depending on the pendulum swing of my sex drive, “She’s open for business” or, when things started getting bad, “She’s not available right now.”

And it’s true, it was Ginger who turned out to be the oracle of our undoing, clenching and seizing up during our last half-hearted tries of loving each other, trying to tell me, to convince me, to leave, and I thought something was wrong, something medical and foreboding and my fault, and I would tell him it was a lubrication issue, it hurt too much and he’d go down on me, totally devoted, wanting to fix things, to fix us, and my cunt wouldn’t comply, not in the way she could have, and our fucking left us mute and wanting, I’d fall asleep sore, confused, and wishing for a quick repair.

And it came, I suppose, the repair came, but in another man’s bed, secretly, illicitly, somewhere in between our unraveling and my departure, and I was grateful for the reminder that I still worked down there, that the pulse hadn’t disappeared entirely. It mattered less to me that I was fucking someone else – it wasn’t the sort of sex that meant anything more than what it was – and it made sense afterward, the difference between fucking with commitment and fucking in a vacuum, how simple it could be, really, the simplest of arrangements, and why, in lieu of perfect worlds and conflict-free relationships, this wasn’t too shabby at all, I might actually do better at this kind of sex, just letting go, just giving in to the whimsical instructions of my own cunt, appreciative of an audience with fewer expectations and therefore free to come and go, and maybe freer to come, I was selfish that night in that man’s bed, lay prone and compliant as Ginger authorized a visit avcılar escort from his mouth, and I bit my tongue and tensed for a second orgasm, then a third, wanting more than I could bear, really, a delusion of orgasmic grandeur, I was lustful and greedy that night, hoping to forget the painful uncoiling of love, its fallibility, and not wanting this to end, this desperate, disorganized whirlpool of sensation.

It did end, of course, it all ended, had to, sex that spectacular is meant to be temporary, and relationships made lopsided by the muting of one lover’s desire eventually sputter to a halt, too, and I’m thinking of this now, in the shower, thinking how hard it is to get the balance right, how the body sometimes sprints forward so quickly, the heart resistant perhaps or just needing more time to adjust to the merger. Or worse, I think, how we convince ourselves that coupling will make us less lonely, give us more meaning, a sense of purpose or identity, and so what’s the big deal about sex in the long run, it slows down eventually, gets de-emphasized by the time retirement rolls around, sooner even, impossible to keep that sort of thing up anyway so stop dreaming about a lifetime of great fucking, not gonna happen, there’s no way a body can last that long.

But a first date is just the beginning, I suppose, one of the only beginnings I can still have, and that is why this preparation, that is why the freesia-scented, fresh-scrubbed cunt, and the meticulous unraveling in my mind of the scenarios of sex, if it comes to that, and the permutations of the evening, should it come to something else, and that is why I want it all, eventually, would rather not choose between one or the other, I’ll take the sentimental convictions of couplehood, the chance at that penultimate equilibrium, I’ll take that, yes. But it’s more than that, I want my cunt exposed, pulsing, whispering its urgencies, I want Ginger’s ticking heart to keep on ticking, I want the chaos that concluded Eden, the disorder that took place on that cheerful, pastoral scene when Eve, half-eaten apple in hand, saw herself for the first time, felt, perhaps, the thrill of her own curves, the profanity of her sex, the embryo of pleasure taking shape as she strode, scandalous and liberated, towards Adam.

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*****

I can’t get Hayden to stop crying. Nothing works. The noise is ringing inside my head like a million tiny hammers, and for a moment I totally understand why mothers drive off their kids off bridges.

“Please, please stop crying,” I beg. “I’m so tired. I don’t understand what you want.”

Hayden is still red-faced and screaming as hard as ever. I start to cry, too.

“Ms. Lavoie? Is everything okay?”

I look up from the crib. It’s Hunter, and I look awful. Mascara is running down my face. I haven’t washed my hair in four days.

“Hunter, what are you doing here? Are you working today?”

“I just came by to pick up my check. You didn’t answer the door, I figured you couldn’t hear me with all the tear droplets.”

“Your check. I’m sorry, I forgot. I’ll get that for you.”

I straighten my back and rub my eyes with the back of my hands.

“She hates me. She’s been crying for hours. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong.”

“Mind if I try?”

“Please. She likes you better anyway.”

“It just feels that way. You’re her mother. She loves you.”

“Ugh.”

“Don’t worry, I got it.”

Hunter carefully plucks Hayden from her crib and rocks her in his arms. She murmurs dreamily into silence. I bury my face in my hands.

“I told you. She hates me.”

“You guys are just picking up on each other’s stress. It’s like a negative feedback loop.”

“Fantastic.”

“Listen. escort şişli I’ve got the baby, you go do what you need to do. Shower, get something to eat, take a nap, whatever. We’ll hang in here.”

“No, I can’t ask you to do that. It’s Friday night. You have better things to do.”

“Don’t even worry about it. Now go take a bath or something. We’re fine.”

“Okay. I’ll be quick.”

“Don’t rush. Really.”

I raggedly push myself up and cross the nursery. I lean against the doorframe.

“Seriously, thank you,” I say. “You’ve been a lifesaver the past couple weeks. I didn’t expect to be doing this alone, you know? And I really didn’t expect to go back to work so soon.”

“You’re not alone. You’ve got me, for one.”

“You know what I mean. Oh, and I’ll add this to your next check.”

“No way. Consider it a favor for a friend.”

“Thank you.”

I ease myself into a steaming hot bath, express my milk, and watch trashy reality shows on my tablet. I pour myself a big cup of red wine after I’m done pumping. I close my eyes and enjoy the relative quiet. I drift off to sleep.

I startle awake about forty minutes later. The bath is cold. I shiver. I dry off with a towel, wrap it around my body, and collapse face down on the bed. The sheets below me grow damp from my hair. Hunter knocks on the door.

“Come in…”

The door creaks opens. He tiptoes inside.

“Hayden’s asleep.”

“Thank you,” I mumble. “You’re amazing.”

“Are escort nişantaşı you feeling better?”

“Yes, so much. I needed that.”

“Good. I’m glad.” He pauses. “Do you want a shoulder rub? You still look tense.”

“No, you don’t need to do that.”

“I know I don’t need to. I’m offering.”

“I guess if you don’t mind…”

Hunter leans over the bed and puts his strong hand on my back.

“Just relax.”

He rolls and kneads my shoulder muscles until every muscle goes limp. He massages my neck and presses against my scapula with his hand. He puts his knee up on the bed for leverage.

“Oh my God. Where did you learn to do that?”

“Shhh…”

Hunter forcefully manipulates the arches of each foot. I moan softly. He rubs each leg vigorously with both hands, working his way up just past my knees. He carefully folds the towel back to reveal my upper thighs. I stiffen in embarrassment.

“What’s the matter, Ms. Lavoie?”

“My body is a trainwreck. And I think at this point you can call me Gwen.”

“You are so hot. And you just had a baby. You should be nicer to yourself.”

“That’s easy for you to say. I bet everything is right where it’s supposed be when you’re naked.”

“Well, I haven’t had any complaints.”

“I’m sure.” I gasp. “Oh my God, right there. That’s it.”

“Close your eyes.”

I slow down my breathing and try to stay in the moment. Hayden is still asleep. Hunter escort mecidiyeköy takes my hand and puts pressure on my palm with his thumbs.

“Okay. I think I’m going to have to add this to your nanny duties.”

“Only my favorite clients get this service, so don’t tell on me.”

“Never.”

Hunter sits on the back of my legs. He caresses my thighs, digs the pads of his fingers in. He pulls back the rest of the towels and exposes my body. He massages my sides, my lower back, the top of my groin. He grinds his knuckles up and down my spine.

“Mmmm…”

Hunter lightly drags his fingertips all over my body. My nerve endings spark and tingle. He touches the soft skin of my inner thighs. I hold my breath. He kisses the back of my knees. The curve of my ass.

“Breathe, Gwen.”

Hunter stuffs a pillow under my crotch. I cover my swollen breasts with my arms. He kisses my shoulder blade. He kisses the small of my back. He parts my legs. He kisses my pussy from behind. I sigh happily.

“Don’t stop…”

Hunter licks the folds and lines of my labia and draws shapes around my clitoris with his tongue. I reach back toward him, and he pins my wrists above my head with one hand. I muffle my cries in the pillow so I don’t wake the baby. I have a long, shuddering orgasm. Hunter holds me close.

“Holy shit. I think the last time I felt this good was before I was pregnant.”

“You were in pretty bad shape back there.”

“Tell me about it.”

“I didn’t like seeing you like that.”

I roll over and kiss his forehead.

“You’re sweet.”

I sit up and wince. I grab my sore, aching breasts.

“Fuck, my tits are killing me. I hate breastfeeding.”

He gently kisses my décolletage.

“I know a massage for that, too.”

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I’ve never quite understood the “going through the motions” people in a gym. I mean if you are going to take the time to go to a gym, then you might as well workout. I was watching someone whose workout was so scripted there wasn’t the slightest exertion. I was catching my breath in between sets of incline dumbbell presses. The college fitness center was relatively empty at 3:30 in the afternoon. Being a Community College there were a few “community members” (senior citizens), even fewer faculty and staff, and a smattering of students. As I am closer to 40 rather than 30 my lifting has slowed slightly, but I still can push iron with the big boys.

The Talking Heads Burning Down the House wafted through my iPod as I grabbed two 100 pound dumbbells and made my way over to the incline bench. Resting the weights on my quads I took a deep breath and used my legs to hoist the weight upwards as I leaned back into the bench. By my seventh rep I was feeling the burn, my chest tight. Squeezing my pecs I slowly lowered the weight, inhaling on the way down. Just as the dumbbells reached my chest I exhaled forcefully and exploded upwards, my chest screaming in protest. I kept my arms extended for a few seconds, gulping in air, psyching myself out for one last rep. Finally, I lowered the weight again, and once again exhaled with a groan and exploded upwards, my muscles wavered, arms shaking, chest quivering David Byrne encouraging me.

All wet hey you might need a raincoat

Shape down Dreams walking in broad daylight

Three hundred sixty five degrees

Burning down the house

Pushing through my protesting muscles I finished the 9th rep and after controlling the weight down to my chest, let them drop with a loud “thump” onto the padded mats. I was the only one in the free-weight area, and most of the other people were glancing over at the sounds of my workout.

“It’s called working out” I said to them silently.

Taking a gulp of creatine I glanced up and caught the eye of the same girl I saw walking outside my office the other morning. She was the olive skinned beauty who had been tugging her micro shorts down in a vain attempt to cover her ass.

If she looked good in her shorts she was to-die-for in workout clothes. Long dirty-blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail which was fed through the back of a baseball hat. She wore black skin-tight Lycra shorts and a matching sports bra. I don’t know if it is because I have been a lifter for so long, but sports bras and work out clothes just really do it for me. This girl had the perfect ass, hell, the prefect body. She was toned, and hard, with a round tight ass, flat stomach (with the ubiquitous piercing which I still find sexy as hell) and perfect tits, high, well rounded, with not a bit of sag.

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that ‘s best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

Thus mellow’d to that tender light

Which heaven to gaudy day denies

“Shit” I thought to myself “She’s never even heard of Lord Byron.”

I realized I was staring and averted my eyes, just as she did the same

“Not bad old man” I thought, esenler escort “at least she was looking at you too.”

Although I was working chest my arms were pumped, filling the sleeves of my T-shirt, and as I moved over to a flat bench to do flies I caught her in the mirror glancing my way. Goddamn she was hot. “Not as lyrical as you Byron” I mumbled to myself, “but same sentiment.”

Back in my office I was wrapping up for the day. First summer session was almost over, and I was gathering papers to take home and grade when Lauren walked in with mail and messages. The Social and Behavioral Sciences secretary, Lauren had always caught my eye in a subtle way. In her early 40’s she had shoulder length brunette hair, sexy dark brown eyes, an average body, but nice, big, full, heavy breasts. Not sagging, but full. Lauren was married, but almost never mentioned her husband. She was wearing an unusually tight blouse that showed cleavage, which; being an astute professor I couldn’t help but notice.

“Anything good?” I asked

“Just the usual” Lauren replied dropping textbook catalogues on my desk.

“Oh, one of your students called” she said “Susi, wasn’t she the one who was here early the other morning?” Lauren asked

I immediately felt myself turning red. Lauren had come in my office about 15 minutes after Susi had left, had she heard what went on?

Leaning over to give me an even better view of her cleavage Lauren handed me a message “She wants you to call her.”

As Lauren walked out I watched her ass go down the hallway, not bad I thought to myself, not bad at all.

“Hello?” Susi sounded so young on the phone.

“Hi Susi this is Professor Reynolds” I said

“Oooh good you called” she squealed, immediately making me hard. “I really need help studying for your final, but I can’t make it to your office hours, is there any way we can meet for some one-on-one help?”

“Well” I stuttered, trying to sound casual. All I could think was Fuck Yes lets meet “When did you have in mind?”

“Well, how about now?”

“Now? Yeah I think I can fit you in”

“Oh good, can you come to my apartment?” she asked

Fifteen minutes later I was pulling into her apartment complex. After the other morning in my office I had no illusions about why I was really there, but I was still shocked when Susi opened the door. Wearing the skimpiest sweat shorts with the top rolled down, she was all legs, smooth and tan. Her top was barely that, a tiny T-shirt cut off so it bared her stomach and just barely covered her tits, which were obviously not restrained by a bra. Susi’s excitement was so genuine and contagious.

“Thanks so much Professor Reynolds” she said through her big smile, I really need help.

Bounding into her apartment she had her history text open on the breakfast bar overlooking the kitchen, her gorgeous tits bouncing all the way, her nipples already starting to stick through her thin shirt. Settling onto the stool next to hers we pretended to actually study for a while. But the more I quizzed her on the relative importance of the Cuban Missile Crisis the less interested she became. Finally, she atakent escort stood close to me facing the counter

“Professor Reynolds, what can I do to pass this final, I will never learn all this in time?”

By now she had wiggled that cute ass so she was between me and the counter, her back to me. My cock had been rock hard since we talked on the phone, hell, it had been hard since I saw the girl at the gym, so by now I needed no more encouragement. Reaching around her I slid my hands over Susi’s hard nipples, pulling them gently through her shirt. Standing up I started to grind my aching cock into her sweet ass. Susi moaned and turned her head back towards me. Our mouths met wide open, tongues eagerly exploring.

I could feel her pushing back against me, just as desperate for contact as I was. Already I could smell her sex begin to fill the room, and I had an overwhelming urge to taste her. Grabbing her by the waist I lifted Susi onto the counter, turning her so she was facing me. As we kissed I reached up and ripped her tiny shorts down. Susi had nothing on underneath and her freshly shaven pussy glistened with wetness in front of me. Susi gasped and leaned back on her elbows, intuitively spreading her legs.

Slowly I began to kiss and lick up the inside of her thighs, Susi squealing from the light kisses and nibbles that tickled her and raised goose bumps. I could smell her sweet young scent as I came closer. Susi’s clit was already hard and sticking up, begging for attention. I teased her for as long as I could stand, nibbling her thighs and lower stomach, until neither she nor I could take anymore. As my tongue slid along her lips Susi howled, throwing her head back, spreading her legs wider. Using just the tip at first I slid my tongue along the entire length of her pussy, up to her clit, which I deftly circled with my tongue.

Susi began to squirm and push forward. Using more of my tongue I began to lick her, spreading her inner lips wide open. Grabbing my head with her hands Susi lay all the way back and screamed

“Oooohhhh fucking god. Oooooohhh, eat me, lick me”

Lapping her up and down drove her wild and she continued to scream, and grind, crushing my head into her. Just when I thought she couldn’t get any louder or more enthusiastic I slide my tongue into her. Susi went crazy.

“What???? Oh fuck yes, oh my god, your tongue is fucking me, your tongue is fucking me” she kept screaming over and over until I felt her entire body start to tremble.

When Susi came it put the tsunami caused by the eruption of Krakatoa to shame. Wave after wave flooded over her body. Shaking and trembling she practically broke my neck thrusting my face against her erupting pussy. Soaking wet with sweat and cum Susi slid across the counter from one end to the other, dragging me along the whole way.

Finally, she began to come back to earth. Her eyes came back into focus and she loosened the choke-hold-of-death that she had on the back of my head. After cracking my neck a few times to try and restore my blood flow I stood up and looked down at the sexiest sight, such a young, gorgeous, woman totally satiated, beykent escort or so I thought. Susi surprised me by grabbing my arm and pulling herself up. Giving me a sloppy wet kiss she yanked down my gym shorts and underwear and dropped to her knees.

Looking up into my eyes she slowly licked her lips before swallowing my cock whole. Staring up into my eyes Susi purred and moaned as she gave me the sexiest, wettest, sloppiest blowjob. She soaked my cock in her saliva, licking up and down, literally drooling al over me till it was running down my balls and thighs. Sliding her hand up along with her mouth she bobbed up and down over my cock with a hunger that only comes from pure lust. At that rate I wasn’t going to last much longer, but this time I needed more than just her talented mouth.

Reaching down I pulled Susi to her feet. Kissing her deeply I turned her so she was leaning against the counter. My cock brushed against her pussy, which to my amazement was soaking wet again. When my cock touched her pussy lips she moaned and arched her back, bending over more to give me easier access.

“Is this what you want?” I teased as I rubbed the head of my cock over her wetness. My blood was boiling, and I was ready to take control and show this sexy young coed how it was really done.

“Yes” she immediately responded, pushing back, trying to impale herself on me.

“Yes what?” I demanded

“Yes Professor Reynolds” she cried in anguish “Yes I want your cock, I want your cock in me, deep in me”

“Deep in where?” I yelled as I rubbed her clit with the head of my cock, driving her and me crazy.

“In my pussy, in my wet pussy” she screamed as she shoved herself back “Shove it deep in my pussy, fill me, fill me with your stiff dick oooooohhhhhhh” she howled as I slid into her.

Susi was tight from her previous orgasm and we both stopped for a second as I buried myself in her, allowing her pussy to stretch around me. Neither of us could wait for long though, and soon I was sliding in and out of the tightest, wettest, hottest pussy on the face of the earth. Susi was screamed in ecstasy and started to cum again, or perhaps this was just the continuation of the early orgasm. I didn’t know and didn’t care. Her pussy tightened and contracted around my shaft, squeezing the head tight while simultaneously flooding it with moisture. I swear I could feel Susi’s body temperature rise. Reaching up and grabbing her tits I thrust in and out of her as fast as I could. Susi collapsed against the counter, screaming, crying, and yelling for more all at the same time.

I lasted about another minute of pure frantic, animalistic fucking before I too went over the edge. I could feel it building deep in me, and my legs buckled when I finally released. Swelling until I though I would burst I began to shoot loads of hot cum deep into Susi, who as already so tight I didn’t know how it would all fit. Squeezing her tits I released, and released, so much cum that it immediately began to leak out of her. My orgasm sent Susi over the edge for the third time, and for about 10 minutes we just leaned against the counter, me buried in her, filling her, as she continued to cum over and over again.

Finally we collapsed to the floor and lay there, kissing and fondling. Eventually I managed to get up and get myself together as best I could. Susi just lay on the floor, casually playing with her swollen pussy, still lost in orgasmic bliss. Leaning down to kiss her I told her I thought she would do just fine on her final exam.

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Dr. Adrian, an unconventional sex therapist by trade and passion, greeted her current clients with a sense of intrigue and curiosity. Apparently, Carson and Paisley Morrison had gotten themselves entangled in an open relationship that hadn’t ended so splendidly. Love was definitely a many splendored thing, but not so much in their case. She closed their individual files and took them with her through to her main office, a smile wide on her face.

“Good morning,” she said. She dropped their files on her desk and looked up at a strikingly beautiful couple. Carson had platinum blonde waves that touched his broad shoulders and his gray eyes were stormy, showing a hint of blue. He definitely had the sex appeal to attract women.

She turned her attention to Paisley who was one of those stunning natural beauties. Her waist length brown hair required no styling and was slung over her right shoulder where it rested in her lap. Her angled features were makeup free and highlighted her plush lips and deep brown eyes. “Okay, so from the individual profiles you two filled out, I can tell two things immediately. One is that you two still love each other very much. Two is that you entered into an agreement you thought you wanted without truly researching just how it could affect your relationship.”

Before Carson could comment, Dr. Adrian held up a hand. “Thankfully, you two still have what it takes to make this marriage successful, or else you both wouldn’t be here today, but it’s going to take work on both of your parts. I want to know the gritty, deepest, darkest secrets of your attempted open marriage. I want partners names-just their first names will be alright, what you did with them that you don’t do with each other, things you liked and the things you didn’t. If we’re going to fix this it starts with complete and total honesty. So, I’ll give you two thirty minutes while I go grab a coffee and I’ll meet you back here.”

***

A half an hour went by and Dr. Adrian found Carson and Paisley sitting in their chairs, unmoved. “Hello, how did you two do?” she asked and handed them both a coffee before she placed a tray of sugars and creamers on the desk in front of them.

“I feel better,” Carson told her. “It may not seem like a lot, but writing this down made me feel a lot better.”

“Good,” Dr. Adrian replied. “That’s the idea. Paisley?” The young woman handed hers over, a little jaded looking. “Thank you. Give me just a minute to scan them and I’ll be right with you.” Dr. Adrian looked at both files, perusing the questions and the scribbled answers. When she got to the partners list her surprise showed when she looked up at Paisley from over the files.

“What is it?” Carson asked, leaning forward, concern on his face.

“Complete honesty, right?” Dr. Adrian said, her question pointed at Paisley. The woman nodded her head.

“Carson, would you care to tell your wife how many partners you’ve had since your open marriage started?”

“One,” Carson said, heat suffusing his cheeks.

“And Paisley?”

She kept a straight face, but let out a huff of air, once that seemed to have been in there a while. “None.”

“None?” Carson asked, in obviously disbelief. “But the open marriage was your idea.”

“I brought it up because you were unhappy,” Paisley told him. “You didn’t talk to me, let alone touch me. You weren’t the Carson I knew, have known. You were distant and irritable and not yourself. I thought you were unhappy so I said that we should try an open marriage. I wanted you to be happy again, to be the Carson I fell in love with.”

Dr. Adrian watched their body language as they talked and noted the way Paisley had turned away from him. Not a good sign. Carson, however, had turned toward his wife, a positive first step. “Okay,” Dr. Adrian zeytinburnu escort interjected. “It’s obvious that communication broke down somewhere in the last six months, I’m going to guess it was from the very beginning, probably even before that. Still, the damage has been done because of it and the only thing that will fix it is for you two to spend some time communicating with and without words. How long has it been since you’ve been intimate?”

“Nearly a year,” Paisley told the doctor, fighting the tears that stung her eyes. Dr. Adrian handed her a tissue.

“So, there’s room for learning how to pleasure each other again.” Dr. Adrian smiled. She handed them a survey. “Fill these out and I’ll be right back.”

She watched them look at the surveys and then headed over to her divider and opened it. She lit candles and set out toys and lubricants, preparing for the couple to use them. “All set?” Dr. Adrian asked them to follow her over to the space.

“This is what I affectionately call my playroom. It’s not a BDSM room or anything, although I work through that sort of issue as well. It’s a room where couples and individuals can learn what they didn’t know when they stepped through my door.”

“Such as?”

“How to pleasure their spouse or partner with even the simplest caress,” Dr. Adrian told the couple, taking the challenge in his voice. “Carson, tell me what you think it takes to pleasure Paisley.”

“Well, I can tell you that she doesn’t like oral and she’s not much for any sort of foreplay.”

Dr. Adrian stepped between them before Paisley could scoff. “Alright. Carson, you’re going to sit here and relax. I’m going to show you just how much you don’t know about bringing Paisley to climax. I can tell you that what you just said wasn’t entirely accurate. Just by looking at your wife’s face, I can tell you that she thoroughly enjoys foreplay, oral included. She wants you to touch her, to tease her. So, since you don’t know as much as you thought, you’ll spend today’s session learning, and you’ll do some homework this week and show me next time just how much you learned.”

“What do you mean learning?”

“I mean, that I’m going to show you just how much Paisley wants you to touch her. How much she aches for you to love her with your body.”

He didn’t seem to like the idea, but that didn’t bother Dr. Adrian too much. In her experience, even the most annoyed husband took an interest when his wife was writhing and moaning, her body on the verge of climax. Time and time again she’d seen a husband want his wife with a renewed vigor when Dr. Adrian was done pleasuring her.

“Sit back and relax Carson,” Dr. Adrian instructed smiled. “Paisley will be out in just a second.”

***

Dr. Adrian went into the bathroom with Paisley and, together, they changed into something more…comfortable. “Are you okay with this?”

“I’ve never been with a woman before. I’m not sure I’ll be good at it.”

“All you have to do is relax.” Dr. Adrian smiled. “I’ll be doing all the work. The main thing to get through to Carson is that you’re a sexual woman with needs that aren’t being met. To show him that you’re a woman worth paying attention to and that if he can look at you through that light, he’d find his own needs being willingly taken care of as well.”

“I trust you.”

Dr. Adrian smiled. That was a good sign. She grabbed Paisley’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“Good. Let’s go show your husband just how much you like foreplay.”

Dr. Adrian led the way out into the playroom area, Paisley following behind. She watched Carson from the corner of her eye, noting the way he took an interest in his nearly naked wife. “Remember, all you have to do is relax. arnavutköy escort Close your eyes and don’t think about anything other than how amazing you feel okay?”

“Okay,” Paisley whispered with a small smile.

Dr. Adrian blindfolded Paisley and brought her warm lips down on Paisley’s tender neck. She positioned her body so that Carson could easily see what she was doing to his wife and more importantly, how Paisley was responding. She moved her hand slowly up Paisley’s torso, paying special attention to the delicate skin along her side, and cupped the young woman’s soft and supple breast. Paisley moaned and bit her lip as Dr. Adrian ran her thumb over the tightening nipple. Dr. Adrian drew the strap of Paisley’s baby blue bra down, fully exposing the beautiful shape of her breast. Immediately, she bent her head and flicked her wet tongue over that taut peak. Paisley’s hips bucked in response and Dr. Adrian ran her hand down the slender slope of her belly. She continued to move her hand down, between Paisley’s legs, feeling the gentle rise of her soft mound. She slid a long finger against Paisley’s clit and moaned herself at the instant arousal that swept through her. That’s when she stole a peek over at Brad, who was sitting there in his chair, stifling an erection and panting heavily along with the two women.

Switching positions, Dr. Adrian pulled Paisley’s panties off and grinned. She could tell a lot about a woman by the way she groomed herself and Paisley’s landing strip told Dr. Adrian her client was a little bit of a freak, even if she didn’t want anyone to know. The reddish brown, curly hair that did decorate her was soft and trimmed very short. “You’re going to be a sweet treat, Paisley,” Dr. Adrian told her as her pressed her lips to the woman’s inner thigh. Paisley moaned and her body jerked with need.

Another look at Carson told the doctor that he was intently watching them, his attention more focused on his wife now. The growing bulge in his pants also told Dr. Adrian that Carson wasn’t nearly as over his wife as he’d thought when their open marriage had started. Dr. Adrian moved her free hand over Paisley’s wet lips, parting them and then inserting two slender fingers into the inviting heat of her new lover’s wet folds. Closing her eyes, Dr. Adrian concentrated on how Paisley’s body clenched around her. Working back and forth, she built the young woman up so that her gasps of shock sputtered out as she tried to hold on. “Come for me Paisley,” Dr. Adrian whispered against the woman’s ear. “I want to feel that heavy burst when you climax.”

Dr. Adrian plunged into her again, running her wet thumb over Paisley’s aching clit as she felt the orgasm she’d been pushing her client toward. Immediately, Dr. Adrian moved back to the position she’d been in. This time though, she bent forward and ran her wet tongue over Paisley’s slick opening. The flavor of her filled Dr. Adrian’s senses as she worked her tongue into that small space. Her lips suckled Paisley’s folds until the young woman was crying out for release, her hands tugging incoherently at Dr. Adrian’s thick hair. “Please, oh God!”

“That’s right, sweetie,” Dr. Adrian encouraged as her fingers slid into Paisley’s warm folds. In and out, Dr. Adrian drove her higher, then she bent over again to suckle Paisley’s wet clit and once again her client exploded in ecstasy. Dr. Adrian finally sat back, satisfied that she’d done her job. One look at Carson told her that he was on the verge of mounting his wife right then and there. “Paisley why don’t you, when you can, go jump in the shower and clean up.” Her client just gave a nod and hopped off the bed, making her way to the bathroom.

“W-where did you learn to do that?” Brad asked, not gaziosmanpaşa escort even bothering to hide his obvious erection.

“Do what?”

“Pleasure a woman that way? Are you gay?”

“No,” Dr. Adrian replied and laughed. “Pleasuring, whether to a female or male is about listening first and foremost. I’m not talking about what Paisley says, but what her body is saying. She yearns for you Carson, her body is ripe for release and she wants desperately to explore her sexual prowess with you. All you have to do is ask the question and listen to her answers, the ones she voices and those she doesn’t.”

“So you’re saying that she likes what you did?”

“She’s human Carson, but as great as I was, it’s you she really wants.” Dr. Adrian smiled. She put an encouraging hand on his shoulder. “It’s definitely not too late for you and your wife to make things work. Why don’t you take one of the toys I set out and go join your wife? There’s plenty of hot water so take your time. When you’re done I’ll be ready with your homework assignment.” “Thanks doc, and for the record, what you did with my wife was so hot.”

Dr. Adrian beamed proudly. “That was the point.”

Dr. Adrian watched him for a moment, smiling to herself. Honesty was definitely the best policy and she felt confident that Carson and Paisley, especially by the time they finished their entire session set, would be just fine in and out of the bedroom. She heard a squeal and the deep male laughter. She pictured Carson arousing his wife with the long, thick vibrator he’d chosen. It wasn’t long before he heard the throaty moans of a woman on the verge of another orgasm.

Wet and wanting herself, Dr. Adrian found the vibrator she preferred and started touching herself. She fondled her swollen clit and fingered her own wet folds. Ripe for release from her foreplay with Paisley, Dr. Adrian worked her body slowly, using a favorite tantric method to prolong the climax that would relax her. She listened to Paisley and Carson loving one another in the bathroom and felt her body build up as they enjoyed each other. She fondled her breasts, pinching her nipples as they tightened with arousal. She closed her eyes and slid the vibrator into the hot folds of her pussy, feeling it throb against the device she’d chosen.

Already worked up, Dr. Adrian fought to hold on, her ears listening intently to Paisley and Carson. The second time Paisley cried out, eliciting a scream of Carson’s name, Dr. Adrian gave her own unavoidable cry of ecstasy as she came hard around the vibrator. Eventually, after coming down off the high of release, she removed the vibrator and thoroughly cleaned it. She’d have to talk Garrett into bed tonight because fixing a married couple’s sexual relations was always one of the hottest turn-ons she could get.

By the time Dr. Adrian saw Paisley and Carson exiting the bathroom, she had their homework ready. “These pamphlets are a quick reference guide to foreplay and tantric sexual acts. I want you both to study them. Use them on each other and when you’re alone. Learn what works for you and communicate that to your partner. Knowledge is power so the more you know, the happier you’ll be. Be open and honest, Paisley, about what you like and what you don’t. Communicate your needs and desires to each other. Sometimes, just hearing you say what you like can be as strong a turn on as the act itself. Enjoy each other and work hard to make one another the center of attention every time you make love. When you come back next week, we’ll go over your lessons and the progress you made, things you enjoyed and the things you want to continue to work on.”

Dr. Adrian walked them out and returned to her office to close up early. She had a mind to pay her husband a visit at his office, wearing nothing under the trench coat she’d put on against the chill. As she walked out to her car, Dr. Adrian took notice of a car that was parked a ways down and smiled.

Apparently Carson and Paisley hadn’t been able to wait until they got home to get their hands on each other again. So far, if asked, Dr. Adrian would have said they were getting an A on their homework.

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The sun hit his eyes just as he turned into the parking lot. “Hold on a sec” he said into his phone. Shielding his eyes he pulled into the 1st spot and spoke again “Ok, 6 or 6:15 it is.” He paused, listening. “Ok, cool. See you then.” He hung up the phone and dropped it in his pocket. He sat in the car a moment more smiling and looking out the window at nothing in particular.

——-

Her hair was still wet. He felt it clinging to her shoulders and back as he held her to him.

Cool now, her wet hair between his arms and her soft skin added yet another distinct sensation to the many things he felt when he held her like this. He felt her arms around him, holding him as he held her. He felt her grip on him tighten then relax.

He stood a bit back and leaned down then. His long arms extended his fingers were on the back of her shoulders. The tips of his fingers feeling the strap of the black lace bra she had just put on after her shower. He loved the feel of her and her warmth when he touched her. He loved the way she looked at him when he looked at her. The look shared everything without a word and shared it all so completely and perfectly. He could get lost in that he thought. He had been lost in it he knew. He knew it from the beginning and it still held him entirely.

His already wide smile spread some more. He leaned in then to kiss her. He put his lips to hers softly, feeling them come together as they did thrilled him again as it always had. The rush he felt, the familiar yet still startling flurry in his stomach came back to him and he welcomed it.

They let the moment linger, the kiss soft and slow. Again his arms slid around her, again drawing her to him. He felt her body press to him in response. Before he even realized he had done it, he felt the strap of the bra release. As he felt his fingers on her now bare skin he felt the kiss grow quickly and powerfully. His lips parted her tongue darted over his lips and found her tongue.

Hungry for her immediately he accepted her tongue returning the kiss passionately. Fingers on her back slid up to her neck to the back of her hair. The fingertips of that hand felt her head tilt to the side a bit as their kiss continued, grew and evolved. Her arms reached up for him around his shoulders. She clung to him.

His other arm reached further around her. He pressed himself to her feeling her on his thigh. Her heat pressed onto him and he felt his own excitement growing. Instinctively he turned to her wanting her to feel him against her. They both knew how the other craved that reaction. Their reactions were almost simultaneous. Two moans filled the bedroom in an almost perfect harmony. Hands reached. Fingers pressed. They clung and pushed together.

He reached his tongue deeper across her lips. Hers curled and slid across his. She took it between her lips, sucking softly and soon more passionately. His fingertips began to slide through her long brown hair. Her hips also began to grind eagerly against his thigh bringing a gasp and another moaned grunt as he felt how very hot, how ready she was for him. He felt her arms unclasp from around his neck. She shifted herself and reached for him. She looked and saw the bulge in his beige khaki pants. She knew perfectly well what was behind the loose fitting fabric. Her fingers reached, touched the fabric and took him. The felt himself stiffen more as she began to squeeze….

——————–

His smile didn’t change even as he pulled into the driveway a few minutes later. He had only driven a mile or so before he got he got the call. As he shifted in his seat, unlocking his seatbelt, he became aware of his own renewed arousal. He opened the car door and stepped out, feeling the tightness. His mind so occupied with thoughts of her, how ready and eager she was for him, and him for her, he was almost to the front door when he remembered his bag on the front seat. A thought to turn around and get it was easily replaced with another more urgent thought, of who and what waited inside. He opened the front door and went inside.

Another vision of her earlier flashed though his head, of her body pressing so urgently to him, a twitch and another flash, the moment when her body shifted. He grinned despite himself and how he knew just what would happen next. Her fingers around him, her soft but insistent grip when he turned, her fingers slipping off of him, the thought stopped him in his kitchen. He stood for just a moment, a barely audible sigh as he thought about her.

His smile wide already remained just as wide. He delighted in how turned on she was when he left. One of his favorite and often reoccurring thoughts was of her being so turned on. He really loved thinking of her that way. So many times he enjoyed thinking of her desire, her passion and hunger building to such a point. He shook his head and glanced at the hall stairs. She was up there.

His business took him away for a few days fatihescort from time to time. Every time he hated leaving her. He wanted every moment of every day with her. It pained him to leave but it had been only since late last year when he found some small way to actually make their parting at least a bit easier.

They had been making sure that before he left on a trip that they spend that time together. On one occasion they had lost track of time. Having just begun he realized his lateness and had no choice but to hurry off. Both so caught up in the shared moment, his thoughts for hours and hours were of nothing but her and that moment. Ending too soon. Prematurely. Of how she looked. The need and desire so palpable. He found that for days he could almost taste her craving. It thrilled him more than he thought it could over that entire trip.

A few weeks later on his next trip he had done the same, bringing her again to that exquisite state… And then with a smile he kissed her once more, deeply, turned and stepped away. Her eager and wanting expression turned to one of surprise as he turned at the bedroom door, looking back and winked. “Hold that thought” he said. Since then he had said that at the door each time as part of what had come to be something of a routine.

He slid his jacket off and put in on the back of a chair. He turned and started up the steps thinking as he had been all morning, non-stop of her.

———————

Her fingers moved quickly for him. She expected his reaction when she touched him but she reached for him anyway. She just had to feel. She smiled still when he turned away after allowing her to feel just how firm he had gotten. She knew they were alike in wanting so much to please each other. They both very much enjoyed that. It was a perfect match and she knew it.

At first she had been shocked and even a little hurt when he did that, when he pulled away from her as he did especially that first time. She knew he was late and that he did have to go, but to leave her like that…She did have to admit though, as turned on as she was at that moment, she was even more so after he left. She had to take matters into her own hands and she did and she couldn’t remember ever enjoying being alone as much as she did that day. She wasn’t really surprised and came to enjoy that aspect of their parting now.

She smiled when he turned and walked to the bedroom doorway. He turned to look at her. She was utterly stunning in black lace panties, matching bra hanging loosely at the moment not really covering her perfect breasts. One stiff nipple exposed, darker than the surrounding soft, all over tan, skin. His eyes lingered on her, hunger in them, before he asked her to hold that thought and left. She looked back at him, watching and enjoying the hunger she saw in his eyes. She especially liked the very noticeable bulge in his pants. While he looked at her she devoured him with her eyes.

He hadn’t even turned away yet before her fingertips came up to pinch that exposed nipple. Her thoughts were of his hands on her, of his body, his lips, his tongue on her she sank back against the pillows of the bed. Those fingers tugged and twisted her nipple as her other hand reached between her already spreading thighs. Her fingers over the lace material, she felt herself through the fabric. She was very hot and very wet already. She felt her moisture seep through to her fingers immediately.

She thought about how much he loved to feel and touch and taste her wetness and quickly she slipped aside the panties, two fingers slid inside her instantly. She moaned softly and pushed those fingers as deep as she could while thinking of him filling her and how badly she did want him inside her right now. Her fingertips slipped and pressed. She felt her wetness between them, a few drops already making their way closer to the palm of her hand as she twisted and turned them.

She turned her hand and drew back her fingers. They went to her mouth. Again she moaned as she tasted herself. Her lips sucked one finger all the way down. She moaned a second time, this time to feel the vibrations on her finger. She thought about how much she enjoyed tasting herself like this on his smooth slippery hard shaft. His own pleasure as she licked and sucked him truly thrilled her. His reaction when she moaned on him was so perfect she thought. She moaned and sucked her finger clean. Her tongue already licking the drops of her from her palm her hips lifted a bit from the mattress.

Having expected this moment when he left she rolled only a bit to the retrieve what she had ready next to the pillows. Her fingers found her favorite toy. Her hips lifted and her other hand slid her panties down. A quick rub of her swelling and wet clit then she brought the toy to her. She pressed the soft tip to her entrance and thought of him there. She thought of the look in his levent escort eyes when held still in that spot. She thought about the spark they shared when he pushed into her. She drew the soft purple shaft into her slowly just as he liked to do. She pressed it deeper. It was larger than he was but it lacked ‘his’ touch to her. Her mind flooded with thoughts and images of him, of her, and of them. She knew she was already close and felt the familiar and tremendous wave building already. She didn’t slow her pace. Instead she quickened her movements, plunging the toy into herself. Plunging him into her. Just a moment more and she crested her first wave. The rush overtook her and she gave herself to it fully. The flood around the toy to her fingers was warm and very very wet.

The toy paused for a moment inside of her. She loved how she felt when she flowed around its length. She left it there while she again brought her fingers to her lips. She licked at the few drops of her cum on her fingertips. Again thoughts of him replacing her fingers danced and played. Still with a fingertip between her lips her other hand took the toy beginning again.

She was savoring the slide in and out of her slowly. Her head pressed back to the pillow and she moaned again, low still but longer this time. The tantalizing feeling of again moving toward another orgasm with him delighted her. She slowed and wanted to enjoy every moment. She rolled a bit on the bed, her head turning to see his laptop on a nearby table. A thought occurred to her. She set aside her toy and rolled over and took the laptop. It was already on she knew where she wanted to go. Together they had found a few websites they enjoyed. In a second she was there. In another second she had her toy again….

He walked up the steps and smiled to himself. He thought about her and how much he loved how turned on she would get with him. He knew there were very few things that made him happier. He stopped at the top of the stairs when he heard a sound from the bedroom. Standing still he heard a moan and was about to move again when he heard another and then another, at least one of the sounds he knew wasn’t her. A puzzled moment flashed through his mind and he took the few remaining steps to the doorway. As he neared the doorway he recognized the sounds as coming from his computer.

He stood outside the doorway and looked into the room. He saw her on the bed leaning a bit to one side tilted away from him as she watched the screen. He knew she hadn’t noticed him there yet. Instantly he felt own growing stiffness respond. He watched as small blonde girl on the screen knelt before an impossibly proportioned man. The girl’s mouth slid to the base of what appeared to be a very impressive cock. His moan was loud and, he thought anyway, very genuine as the girl expertly took every inch. The view was from behind her. Her head bobbed up and down on him and he noticed his wife’s fingers were in her mouth. She sucked and moaned on them.

He was about to enter the room when he caught a glimpse of her toy between her thighs. He paused another moment and watched her shift, one leg opening a bit more. His viewing angle wasn’t the best but he knew she was pressing at least the tip of her toy into her. He became aware again of his own excitement. His fingers had begun squeezing himself. The tip pinched and pressed, he unzipped then decided to quietly unbuckle himself.

The strap came out silently but the clasp made a small sound and he expected to see her turn and see him. She didn’t. He looked in the room again to see her now plunging the toy deeper. Her eyes went to the image of the little blond girl bent over what looked like an office desk. The guy was behind her, the camera showed his slick shiny wet shaft being pressed and rubbed between the blonde’s admittedly appealing ass and a pink and wet and bare pussy. It seemed to him that the guy was deciding which hole to press himself into. And apparently he decided. With a grunt he buried himself in her pussy which a moan. The blonde practically squealed in pleasure but his wife’s moan was loudest of them all. He opened his pants and slid his fingers around himself as he listened to her. She was about to cum he knew. Already he was stroking as he looked again to see her ass flexing as she pushed her hips to meet her favorite toy being pushed deep over and over.

He listened and watched as her orgasm overtook her. His hand pumped himself as he watched. He didn’t realize he had moaned as well but neither did she at that moment. Her gasp turned to a cry of pleasure and her hips bucked. He knew that to be a sign that this orgasm was particularly powerful. His smile at that thought was absolute. He stepped out of the pants that were around his ankles and was again about to enter the room but instead he waited again. The screen showed that the guy didn’t stay with his initial decision. The ortaköy escort camera lingered on a tight shot of the blondes little ass being penetrated by his thick hard cock.

In and out it slid. His moans were soft in contrast to her louder cries. His pace picked up. He saw his wife turn a bit more. He saw her roll onto her knees her toy still held inside her. She faced away from him affording him the most amazing view of her from behind. He watched her toy being slid into her. He moaned again, softly this time, as he saw her cum dripping down her inner thigh. He wanted to lick that from her soft inner thigh. He felt his own precum on his tip.

He couldn’t see the screen very well but saw enough to see the guy was still behind the blonde. From the sounds she was making whatever he doing he was doing it well. He shifted his focus from the screen back to his wife’s fingers and her toy as she slid it deep. He watched her slip it from her now dripping wet, pink and swollen pussy. He saw her juices follow the tip from her and flow along that line down her thigh. His gaze then followed her toy as she pressed it over her flowing lips. She slid it lower, under herself and caught some of the flowing juices. The tip slid up again along her slit. He watched as it passed the edges of those lips, up to touch her own gorgeous ass.

For maybe the one millionth time he thought to himself. “God she’s got such a great ass.” The thought coming as it did, unbidden, to him made him almost chuckle despite his obvious and complete arousal. The semi distracted moment didn’t last though. His eyes were locked on the sight of his wife beginning to press the tip of her toy into her. His hand on his shaft stopped as he stared. He saw her ass clench then relax to accept the cum-slicked tip. She held that tip inside her and moaned even louder. As soon as he heard her the sound had him quickly pumping himself again.

Her moans now were louder and sustained as she started to press more then just the tip in. She pressed her face into the mattress and she noticed over the top curve of her ass that the blonde girl had been turned onto her back on the desk. The guy had a sheen of sweat on his chest as he held her legs and continued to pound himself into her. Her cries were also sustained but a higher pitch than his wife. Listening to them both moaning, he realized he was stroking hard and fast in the doorway. He felt a quick surge and knew he was close. He slowed himself.

But his wife hadn’t slowed at all. In fact he watched her toy dart quickly in and out of her ass now. A little over half of its length disappeared each time she pulled it into her. Again he listened to her and again he couldn’t help the rush of pleasure that came to him when he realized she was about to cum yet again

He did manage to resist stroking again since he knew he was so close already. Instead he was still and watched and enjoyed. Her cries were loud. He knew exactly what was coming next. Finally he stepped softly into the room. His bare feet on the carpeted floor made no noise. Kneeling as she was on the bed he knew he couldn’t quite reach her without getting on the bed. He moved behind her. A hand on his rock hard shaft, he squeezed hard and he thoroughly enjoyed his wife’s cry as she came.

His eyes were locked on her as she came. His view so close behind her was amazing. Her juices flowed from her as she nearly screamed in ecstasy. He knew he had reached his own limit and could no longer just watch. He saw his wife calm just a bit and the toy slip from her. She had begun to slide down to the mattress until he also slid onto the bed behind her. Expecting her startled response he saw her turn her head to see him. Her look of nearly exhausted pleasure turn to surprise and then joy at seeing him.

As ready and extremely eager as he was, his hand touched her hip and his fingers guided her back up to that position on her knees. She had barely gotten back to that spot before he slid himself right where her toy had been. He knew his size was smaller than the toy so he expected he would slide into her easier. He did and he pushed all of himself into her. His gasp matched hers as he pressed. Her voice cracked a little as she called out to him “Jimmm!”

He knew he was close already, his pace was quick, he felt his balls already wet as they slapped against her pussy. ‘Mmmmmm Ann!” he gasped when he felt another surge inside him. This time he didn’t stop or slow. He picked up his pace. He cried out again “I’m cummminggggg!” arched his back and plowed himself into her as deep as he could. The initial flood that erupted from him released as deep inside her as he could manage. He pressed his shaft, held still and felt the second release and then the third. Wave after wave of cum filled her.

He became aware of a light sweat on him now and he looked at the computer screen. In what struck him as eloquent timing he noticed the blonde again on her knees in front of the guy. Cum covered half of her lips as she looked up at him and licked him playfully. The camera caught a quick glimpse of his smile and he recognized and indeed shared that smile. He looked back to his wife who also watched the screen. He watched that smile as he bent over her. His body on hers he leaned to kiss her.

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Author’s note: If you haven’t read Ch. 02 in a while, you may want to consider re-reading. I revised it to include some modest plot revisions and corrections a few weeks after the original posting. Also, thanks for reading. I greatly appreciate feedback in the comments section or by PM.

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Several uneventful days had passed since our shopping trip. I had no satisfying response to Maria’s observation regarding Adrienne’s earrings (or lack thereof), but she dropped the matter without further comment. Adrienne and Rachel, apparently both content to let our respective relationships develop organically for the time being, had kept a reasonable distance. In fact the two seemed closer to one another then ever, frequently going out to lunch or drinks without me. I wondered whether the experience in the car had had the effect of bringing them together rather than driving them apart.

Work itself continued apace, my responsibilities growing. Maria had even begun to trust me with assignments she had previously reserved for Adrienne. My prospects for future advancement looked strong.

It was late on Friday of the following week when I was finally confronted by Rachel about her daring initiative in the car, and more specifically, the promise I had made to induce it. Adrienne and Maria had left for the evening, leaving me alone in the office when the tall, auburn-haired girl swept in with a confident half-smile on her face. She wore a pair of designer jeans paired with a dark spaghetti-strap tanktop, her damp hair announcing that she had just worked out downstairs and changed into more casual clothes afterward.

She planted both hands on my desk and looked down at the paperwork before her. “You know Maria keeps me CC’ed on the emails detailing your current projects, right? I know for a fact that none of that stuff is due until the end of next week.”

“I’ve got to stay ahead of the curve. I might be in Maria’s good graces at the moment, but who knows when that’ll change?”

She rolled her eyes and smiled a wicked grin. “Screw that. I’m cashing in my favor. Come over to my place later tonight.”

I mentally weighed my options. I had already planned to work quite late and make progress on the following week’s work. But the allure of visiting Rachel’s apartment, and in particular, her bedroom, had by now become unbearable.

“Okay,” I agreed. “But I’ve got to work at least a little more. Text me the address and I’ll be there at 9.”

“Great!” she replied. The tall girl spun and turned to exit, but paused for a moment. She looked back for a moment, biting her lip in what seemed like anticipation, before leaving for good.

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I showed up at Rachel’s apartment in the West Village promptly at 9, dressed casually and carrying a bottle of wine. The doorman building itself was plainly an expensive one, far nicer than a twenty-three-year-old receptionist should have been able to afford, even accounting for the fact that our company paid above market rate. I silently concluded that she must have income I didn’t know about.

Rachel greeted me at the door to her penthouse apartment and led me in, revealing a plush interior that bore the touch of either a talented designer or spectacular personal taste. She herself wore the same outfit as earlier, although her hair had been blown dry — obviously the girl hadn’t been sitting around primping for my arrival, which I found interesting.

Leading me into a spacious, well-appointed kitchen, Rachel took the bottle of unexceptional sauvignon blanc I had brought and casually went at the cork with a bottle opener as I commented on the quality of her furnishings. “Oh, it’s no big deal. I’m lucky to be able to afford nice things, I guess,” she responded, brushing off my compliment with modesty. She poured two glasses of the white wine and handed one to me. “Come on. I’ll give you the tour.”

Rachel walked me through the living room, where a large flat-screen with gorgeous speakers sat before a high-end leather couch, and into the bedroom. A queen bed sat against the wall to my right, facing out toward a large window on the opposite wall. Because the room was apparently situated at a corner of the building, windows also lined the wall directly across from me, opposite the entryway. A large walk-in closet was open to the left of the main doorway, the door outfitted with french shutters.

I again shook my head in awe. “This is beautiful. You have an amazing apartment.”

“well, I’ve got something even better to show you. Here, take a seat.” Rachel lightly pushed me toward the bed, where I sat patiently as she headed toward the closet. Her butt flexed marveously as usual, filling out the jeans perfectly.

She turned back to me for a moment. “Close your eyes.” I saw her staring, waiting for me to comply, so I did as requested.

A moment later I heard her walking back toward me. Out of nowhere, something firm but flexible struck my cheek, not hard, but unexpectedly enough to topkapı escort nearly cause me to drop my glass of wine. Rachel let out a malicious peal of laughter as I opened my eyes to find her holding something that it took me a moment to recognize: a flesh-colored replica of what looked like a suspiciously familiar penis.

Rubbing my cheek with one hand, I raised my eyebrows. “Is that…”

She laughed even harder, her eyes twinkling. “Yes! It’s you. Or pretty close, anyway. I had it made a few weeks ago based partly on the measurements we took with Kelly in the health clinic and partly on my… personal observations.”

She frowned for a moment, looking at the toy closely. “It’s not as good as a cast would have been, but a girl’s gotta make due, right?” She smiled and raised it to her lips, kissing the head lightly. “We’ve had a lot of fun together, you and me.”

I was too stunned to respond right away. The implications rushed through my mind, images of this beautiful girl pleasuring herself to me for weeks…

Rachel casually sipped her wine as she continued watching me closely. “But that’s not why I asked you to come over tonight. Or not the whole reason, anyway. If I’m not mistaken, we should have another visitor any minute…” Just as she looked down at her watch, the doorbell rang. She turned back to me.

“These are the rules. You go in the closet and turn off the light. Do whatever you want back there, but I don’t want to hear so much as a peep. And definitely don’t come out without my permission. Understand?”

This had all happened so quickly that my mind remained blanketed in a haze of confusion. “Wait. Rachel, as flattered as I am right now, I’m not particularly interested in watching you have sex with some other guy. I know some people are into that, but, um, maybe we should get to know one another a little better first?”

She waited patiently for me to finish as I trailed off. The doorbell rang again. “Don’t worry. That’s not going to happen. If I’m right about what’s going to happen, I promise you’ll like it.”

Seeing that I didn’t appear to have much choice in the matter, I nodded. Rachel looked me squarely in the eye for a moment. “God, I want to fuck you.”

The tall girl then smiled brightly. “The REAL you!” She again teasingly smacked me in the arm with the dildo before setting it on a nearby dresser. After an authoritative push toward the closet, she left the room.

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After she exited, I paused for only a moment before stepping into the huge walk-in closet. clothes and shoes rested on countless shelves and hanging racks around me. A small stepladder sat to my left. Hearing Rachel’s voice greet someone, I closed the door, positioned the stepladder in front of the shutters, and shut off the lights. I then sat down and gently eased open the french shutters just enough to see into the mood-lit room but no more. From where I sat I had a side view of the bed.

Soon I heard voices approaching, and almost immediately had a sense that Rachel’s was not the only familiar one. My hunch was confirmed when Rachel entered the bedroom followed immediately by none other than my officemate, Adrienne. Both girls carried wine glasses filled considerably higher than might be considered conventional.

Like Rachel, the tall brunette was dressed comfortably in jeans, hipster-style sneakers, and a striped long-sleeve shirt. Her hair was pulled back loosely, although a few strands trailed down across her dark horn-rimmed glasses. She was in the middle of a sentence as she entered.

“– nice of you to do this for me.” She paused. “With me, I mean.”

Rachel looked back up at the other girl, two years her junior. “Don’t get the wrong idea. This would have stayed my secret if you hadn’t been snooping around in my closet when you came over last week.”

Even in the low light I could see Adrienne’s pale cheeks redden at the accusation. “You said I could borrow some clothes! Not that I even OWN a sex toy, but if I did, I sure wouldn’t keep it right next to my SHOES!”

Rachel paused and fiddled with a remote control, triggering low, intimate music from speakers that I apparently hadn’t noticed earlier. “Oh, whatever. You’d own one of these too if you had any idea what you were missing.” She laughed to herself. With another push of a button the lights dimmed further.

Adrienne took a large swallow of wine, her posture betraying a distinct nervousness. Rachel, by contrast, seemed totally at ease. She stepped toward Adrienne and rested her hands on the other girl’s hips. As she leaned in, however, Adrienne resisted, gently pushing at the auburn-haired girl’s shoulders. “You know that I’m not… into that, Rach. I mean, it’s not you, or anything.”

Rachel sighed in exasperation. “Okay. I get it. You just want me to help you get ready for sex. With a guy. With… one particular guy.” She looked meaningfully over at the replica of my equipment still aksaray escort sitting on her dresser. “But we have to start somewhere.”

In one smooth motion, she lifted off her tank top, revealing her pale, firm stomach and superb breasts, which were cradled across her chest by a dark demicup bra. She then tugged upward at Adrienne’s shirt. “Come on. Off with it.”

Adrienne hesitated and then pulled the top up over her head, her chest revealed in profile, jutting outward from her narrow frame and supported significantly by a heavy-duty bra. Both girls then began to squirm out of their jeans, exposing dark hip-hugging panties.

“Okay. Phase One. Up on the bed,” Rachel announced. “And put this on.” She handed the brunette what seemed to be a blindfold.

“Are you sure about this?” Adrienne set down her wine and inspected the dark mask. “Tell me why I’ll be wearing this again? I can’t see anything without my glasses anyway.”

“Like you said a minute ago. I know you’re not really into girls. This will make it easier for you to imagine that it’s the real thing.” Rachel drank the rest of her wine in one long pull.

Apparently satisfied, Adrienne removed her glasses and donned the blindfold. Both girls climbed up on the bed, Adrienne lying on her back and Rachel stradled above her. One of Rachel’s hands went to the small of Adrienne’s back, while the other traced lightly on her chest. She appeared to be taking more than a purely educational interest in her subject.

My arousal rose sharply as Rachel leaned down and began kissing Adrienne’s neck. This time the brunette did not resist, but after a moment she began giggling. “This is ridiculous. Even with the blindfold I still can’t forget that it’s you. I mean, your boobs are pressing into mine.” She paused. “They’re really nice, by the way.” She reached up and jokingly squeezed a breast in each hand.

“Don’t worry about it. Just relax. You need to loosen up,” Rachel responded, her voice muffled next to Adrienne’s neck.

I could see Rachel slide her right hand up Adrienne’s back, and a moment later the brunette’s bra was coming away in her grasp. In the meantime, I had quietly unbuckled my pants to ease the tension beneath.

Rachel paused for a moment, tenderly patting and massaging the sides of Adrienne’s tremendous chest, before again lowering her face. I watched her tease the younger girl, circling a nipple with her tongue for several slow moments before finally taking it in her mouth and pulling upward with light suction. Adrienne moaned softly.

After repeating the motion on Adrienne’s other breast, Rachel arched back and removed her own bra. Leaning down again, she eased a hand into Adrienne’s underwear, which prompted a sharp intake of breath from the brunette. “Oh, god, I want this so much, why won’t he just give it to me?” she whispered pleadingly, apparently to herself.

A few moments later, Rachel again sat up. “I think we’re ready. It’s time to get down to business,” she declared with anticipation in her voice. She then shimmied back, tugging the other girl’s panties with her. Adrienne remained mostly still as Rachel left the bed and walked lithely over to the dresser where she had let the sex toy rest.

Rachel picked up the item, waved it knowingly in my direction, and then proceeded to open a drawer. From inside she withdrew a small black harness-type item. After casting off her underwear, the girl stepped into the harness, tightened it around her slim, nude waist and between her legs, and somehow affixed the rubber shaft to the center of the strap. From a nearby bottle she applied what I guessed to be lubricant to her new sexual apparatus, stroking intently up and down the pole as if she could actually feel the sensation.

Preparations complete, Rachel climbed up onto the bed and this time spread Adrienne’s legs gently. “This might be cold at first,” she warned, “but it should warm up after a little while.”

“It’s okay. You’re sure that’s his size?”

Rachel laughed and ran a hand through her short, wavy hair. “Like you haven’t seen enough of him to know?” She guided Adrienne’s hand downward. “Here, maybe this will refresh your memory.”

Adrienne palpated at the shaft with her hand for moment. As Rachel leaned forward into a basic missionary position, Adrienne guided the object in toward her entrance. After a few tentative thrusts and swirls of Rachel’s hips it was apparent that they had succeeded in nestling at least the head inside the blindfolded girl.

“God, you’re tight,” Rachel muttered. “Usually this goes in for me without any trouble.”

“Well, pardon me if I haven’t slept with like a hundred guys,” Adrienne retorted.

“Hey!” Rachel exclaimed, following up with a hard, deep thrust that caused Adrienne to shriek in surprise. “FOUR. I have been with exactly FOUR guys. And only a few girls. So back off.”

From there Rachel settled into a gentle, regular pumping motion, her hips moving fulya escort farther forward each time until it was clear that Adrienne was taking everything available. The brunette had clasped one hand on Rachel’s bobbing ass and the other in her auburn hair as the other girl pumped with enthusiasm. After a moment she wrapped her legs around Rachel’s waist, giving Rachel leverage to thrust harder.

I, in the meantime, had taken off my clothing and was stroking myself aggressively, knowing that at that very moment Adrienne was imagining, and in fact simulating, the sensation of my cock between her long legs. I was sorely tempted to join both her and my stunt double, but remembered Rachel’s admonitions.

After several moments Rachel pulled out and sat back in a kneeling position, the faux penis of course still pointed aggressively upward. Both girls were breathless. “You’re doing really well, but let’s try a different position,” she suggested. “This will hit you a little deeper.”

“Um, okay,” Adrienne replied cautiously, absently hefting a heavy breast in each hand and toying with her large areolas. “What should I do?”

“Come down and stand at the foot of the bed. Lean over onto it.” Rachel crawled off the bed and retrieved Adrienne’s wine glass, taking a long pull and then handing it to the other girl, who finished its contents. After retrieving the glass and setting it down, Rachel positioned herself behind the still-blindfolded brunette and guided the girl’s torso down onto the bed.

Rachel then again placed the toy between Adrienne’s legs, this time from behind, and, after confirming a proper entry, began sliding in and out slowly. Adrienne had braced herself on her elbows, her breasts hanging down to the bed itself. As Rachel began to thrust, momentum carried Adrienne’s breasts forward and back in a violent, hypnotic sway. Almost immediately she began to moan.

“Oh, that feels so good. I wish it was him fucking me right now. I want his cock so badly…”

Rachel had grasped the upper portions of Adrienne’s ass cheeks in her hands and now began pumping aggressively, slapping herself into the girl, the repetitive sound of flesh on flesh accompanying her. I could see Adrienne’s ass shake and ripple as the dildo slid in and out of her.

“Oh god… oh god… fuck me! Please don’t stop fucking me!” Adrienne pinched and pulled at a nipple with one hand as she seemed to approach orgasm. At that moment, however, Rachel pulled out.

“Don’t move,” she warned the other girl. “I’ll be right back.”

I was stunned to see Rachel walk purposefully over to the closet. Without hestitation she opened the door and beckoned to me. Her whisper was masked by the music. “Come on out. I want you to play with us. It’ll be our secret. And don’t be afraid of where your stuff goes — I’m on the pill.”

“What’re you doing over there?” Adrienne asked, still blindfolded and bent over the bed, one hand now moving quickly between her legs.

“Just getting some more wine. I’ll be back in a second,” Rachel announced. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up and out, my erection rock-hard before me. I walked forward, both of our footsteps muffled by the carpet and music.

I paused for a moment directly behind Adrienne, Rachel standing next to me with a sly look on her face. The brunette bent over the bed looked gorgeous, her dark hair cascading down her arched back, her pale ass hovering high at waist height before me. She moved one hand emphatically between her legs.

I guided my cock forward and teased myself just in front of her entrance, wisps of her hair greeting me. Rachel looked at me and nodded, but I shook my head back at her and pulled away slightly. Whether Adrienne might consent to have sex with me in a general sense was irrelevant. I wasn’t going to do this to her without her knowledge.

At that moment, though, Rachel announced in a sing-song voice, “I’m back!”

“Oh, thank god,” Adrienne sighed. At the same time she reached her hand backward and grabbed my cock, pulling it toward her. About three inches of me entered beyond her wet lips, her tunnel soft but still very tight.

I paused for only a heartbeat before quickly jerking away, my cock sliding out of her and through her grasp. I stepped back and moved Rachel into my place. Adrienne began to protest.

“Hey! Keep going!” She seemed not to have noticed any difference between Rachel’s toy and the genuine article.

Rachel looked at me and rolled her eyes. “Okay, fine, let’s try something a little different,” she said, ostensibly speaking to Adrienne but still looking directly at me. She turned back to the girl in front of her. “Turn over onto your back and spread your legs near the edge of the bed. You can put some pillows behind you for support.”

While Adrienne did as requested, Rachel stepped out of the strap-on and removed the toy. Dropping the harness, she made a brief show for me of taking the dildo’s head into her mouth, licking it wantonly, and then pressing the object deep enough into her mouth that I could see its bulge in her upper throat.

After withdrawing it, she bent at the waist so that her elbows rested on the bed and her face and hands were between Adrienne’s legs. A moment later she moved her face forward and, based on Adrienne’s audible reaction, must have begun licking.

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I’ve been babysitting for The Millers for two years, since I was sixteen. Mrs. Miller posted an ad on craigslist looking for someone to watch their one year old for a few hours on Saturday afternoons, so that they could each do things with their friends. It was an ideal side job for me, since I already worked at a ballet studio three days a week as a class helper. My job at the ballet studio only put out paychecks every other week, so babysitting for The Millers was a great way for me to earn cash for gas money each week.

I’ll be honest. Ome of the main reasons I enjoy working for the Miller family is because Mr. Miller was HOT. He is tall, dark, gorgeous and incredibly funny. At twenty-nine he isn’t that much older than me, and I’ve spent many hours fantasizing about him. The orgasms I gave myself while thinking about Mr. Miller were the only ones I’d ever had. I’m not a virgin, but the two sexual experiences I’ve had were in no way as satisfying as fucking myself while thinking about Mr. Miller has been. I’ve often wondered if he ever cheats on Mrs. Miller, since they are total opposites. They seem friendly with each other, but not passionate. Aside from the fact that I know that she is seven years older than he, she is very controlled while he’s very loose.

Last week Mr. Miller called and asked me if I would be willing to house sit for a few days. Mrs. Miller was in New York with their daughter, Madison, to visit her parents for a month. Mr. Miller said that he wanted to go down and see Madison for a few days as a surprise, but he hadn’t been able to secure a spot for their dog Rufus in the local kennel. Even before he told me that he would pay me $150 for the three days of my time, I didn’t hesitate to say yes. I’ve been adjusting from being an only child at home to having three room mates in a small apartment, and the idea of having so much room all to myself sounded great!

After my last class on Friday, I headed over to the Millers. Mr. Miller had left me the key under the front mat. I went inside, walked and fed Rufus, and then made myself dinner. I can’t tell you how nice it was to be truly alone in a quiet environment after months of living with three loud, messy girls. I love them to death, but the peace and quiet was exactly what I needed right now. Plus, I knew the Millers house fairly well, so I felt comfortable. After dinner, I decided to take a nice leisurely bath & watch some TV in bed.

I went upstairs to the master bath that was off of the Millers bedroom. They have one of those big tubs with the jets, and I couldn’t wait to use it. I filled the tub with hot water and some bath salts, lit some candles and climbed in. It was like heaven. I hadn’t been this relaxed since I’d moved in to my college apartment. I washed my entire body from head to toe before shaving my legs. I was feeling silky and smooth and very, very relaxed by the time I got out. I dried my hair at Mrs. Millers vanity, brushing my long auburn hair until it shown in the light. I saw that Mrs. Miller has some nice body lotions, so I chose one to apply to my entire body. I stood up to look at myself in the ceiling to floor mirrors that ran the length of the dressing area.

As I began to rub the lotion in, I started to feel shivers of arousal. My nipples were beginning to peak, and I was getting very turned on. I watched myself in the mirror as I continued to rub lotion on myself. My green eyes were sparkling with the intensity of the feelings I was having. It was a heady experience, looking in to my own eyes as I caressed my tits. I was loving bakırköy escort how full and beautiful they looked to me. I could feel my pussy starting to get damp.

When I could wait no longer, I slid my fingers down to my clit. My eyes half closed & I enjoyed listening to myself give a little gasp as my middle finger slid up into my wetness. While my middle finger was in my pussy, my thumb and index finger were slowly working my clit. I was moaning pretty loudly now, as I worked myself up to a small orgasm.

Slowly I brought myself back down, knowing I was going to need a lot more to be truly satisfied. As I walked through the Millers bedroom, I began to wonder if Mrs. Miller had any toys I could use. I walked over to the nightstand on Mrs. Miller’s side of the bed but found nothing. Nothing on Mr. Millers side either. On a whim, I decided to look under the bed, and it was there that I found a long, flat, plastic bin full of porn DVD’s, several dildos, lube and some vibrators. It was like Christmas and my Birthday all at once! I couldn’t help but notice that the top of the bin was pretty dusty. I wondered how active a sex life the Millers had these days.

I realized that I would need to use the TV in the Millers bedroom, because the guest room doesn’t have a DVD player. I was excited to fuck myself on the bed where Mr. Miller slept, even though it felt wicked, watching their porn, using their toys , but I was too wet to care. I washed the dildos and vibrators that I wanted to use, put a DVD in & positioned myself on the bed with the toys around me.

The DVD began to play and I was instantly engrossed with what I was seeing and hearing. It was a guy/girl/girl scene and it was hot as hell. By the time one of the girls straddled the guys cock and slid it in her, I was soaked. I grabbed one of the dildos, gave it a few good sucks, and slid it down to my now dripping pussy and began to slide it up and down on my clit. I watched in awe as the girl that wasn’t riding the guys cock got on her knees and began alternately licking the guys balls and eating the girls pussy. It looked amazing. The moaning and fucking sounds were making me so wet it was almost painful. I grabbed a pillow, positioned it under my hips, and pushed that plastic cock in to my hot tight pussy. It was no coincidence that the DVD I had chosen featured a guy that reminded me a bit of Mr. Miller. “Oh god Mr. Miller,” I moaned as I pushed the dildo as deep as it would go in to my pussy, “fuck me with your hot cock”. Suddenly, I heard a gasp. I looked over to the door and saw Mr. Miller standing there with his jaw hanging open. “Oh my god, Mr. Miller, I’m… I’m so…”

His eyes were blazing as he walked over to me. “Don’t apologize Rachel… Don’t. Say. Anything.” He stopped at the foot of the bed, his eyes boring in to mine. I’d tensed up, feeling sure he was going to throw me out, and moved to grab the blanket to cover myself. He grabbed my hands, stopping me from being able to get the blanket. His gaze traveled from my eyes down to my pussy, where the dildo was still inserted. “My god,” he said, “your totally bare.” He let out a groan, let go of my hands, grabbed my hips and lifted my ass in to the air. I let out a sound of disbelief when he lifted my pussy to his mouth.

With the first stroke of his tongue, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I felt the dildo fall out, but didn’t care. “Oh my god Mr. Miller… unh, fuck, oh yeah!” My head was thrashing from side to side as his mouth devoured my pussy. şirinevler escort I thought that fingering my own clit was the best I could ever feel, but I was wrong. Mr. Miller was doing things to my pussy I could never have imagined. I was flooding his face with my cream, and nothing had ever felt better.

He was using long strokes, up and down my clit, tonguing me so good, I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing his hair and anchoring his mouth to my dripping snatch. “Oh lick my pussy Mr. Miller! Eat me!” I didn’t think anything could ever feel better than his mouth all over my slit, when he slipped two fingers inside me. I was so wet that he immediately added a third.

His tongue was going crazy, his fingers plunging noisily in and out of me, my legs thrown over his shoulders, the sounds of the moaning and fucking going on in the porno in the background adding even more to my arousal, when he suddenly began rubbing my g-spot. I thought my body was going to explode, the feeling was so intense. I clamped my legs around his head, threw my head back and came like I never had before. The feeling was so intense that I was struggling to catch my breath.

He began slowly kissing, licking and gently biting his way up my body. I was so sensitized that each time he did something, the inner walls of my pussy would clench with need. I couldn’t believe what was happening to my body. I’d just cum so hard that I almost blacked out, and still all I wanted to do was cum more. My body was in no way winding down from the release. If anything, I wanted him to fuck me more than I did when he first put his tongue on my clit. “Please, Mr. Miller, fuck me,” I begged.

He gave a throaty chuckle before he responded. “I’m going to Rachel. Believe me, I’m going to. But first, I want you to taste yourself,” he said as he finally lowered his head to my mouth.

Being kissed by Mr. Miller was nothing like the kisses I was used to from boys my age. He had skill and technique that made me even hotter, even wetter. I tasted my cum on his tongue, and it was delicious. I devoured his mouth, his tongue simulating what was going to happen when he finally put his cock in to me. I grabbed the front of his t-shirt and yanked up, pulling it over his head. “I need you to be naked Mr. Miller, RIGHT NOW.”

He pulled back from me a bit and said, “Patience baby. I’ve been fantasizing about you for years and I’m not about to waste a moment of this.” He proceeded to stand up at the foot of the bed and unbuckle his jeans. After he had the jeans off, he started to pull his boxers down. I couldn’t help the squeal of delight that came from me when I saw his cock. It was at least 8 inches long and it was fat. I’d never seen anything so beautiful. My fantasies hadn’t done him justice. Just looking at it was making me so hot, I almost came again right then and there.

I scrambled to the end of the bed, stood up, and gestured for him to sit, and then I got down on my knees in front of him. I took his cock in my hand. It was hot and it was beautiful. I leaned forward and slowly licked the glistening drop of pre-cum at the head. It tasted salty and delicious. I was loving hearing his moans of delight as I licked the tip of his cock. It was bright red when I decided it was time to pay attention to the rest of his beautiful shaft. I lowered my head and began sucking his cock with deep, long strokes. I’ve heard girls complain about giving blow jobs, but I have always loved the entire experience. I felt like I could cum just güngören escort blowing him. I couldn’t seem to get enough of his cock. I alternated between sucking him and bathing his entire cock with my tongue. I came back to the tip and worked it again with my tongue.

I looked up to see him staring down at me, the most beautiful expression on his face. I took his cock in my hand, stuck out my tongue, and lightly tapped his dick on my tongue a few times in a row. His head rolled back and he moaned. “Oh my god Rachel, your fucking amazing.” I chuckled as I began kissing my way down his iron hard cock, making my way to his balls. He laid back and I started giving his balls the tongue bath of a lifetime. It tasted like heaven to me. I took one of his balls gently in my mouth and let out a slow hum. Mr. Miller grabbed my hair and started urging me on. “Fuck Rachel, I’ve never had my balls licked before. I can’t… you’re so…. jesus baby, you’re so fucking hot.”

After a few minutes, I let his balls out of my mouth, leaned forward and spit on the top of his knob before inhaling his cock again. He started yelling in earnest now. “Fucking hell, baby you are unbelievable!” He was moaning and thrashing as I worked my mouth up and down his cock. He had grabbed my hair and was giving me a thorough face fucking. I was taking as much of him as I could, far past the gag reflex. Every time he moaned, he would jerk harder in to my face.

Suddenly he pushed me away. “I’ve got to get in to your pussy NOW!” He stood up, grabbed me, and threw me face down on the bed. I knew that I was about to be royally fucked, and I couldn’t have been happier. He got on the bed behind me, pulled my ass up and toward his cock, shoved my legs further apart with his knees, and slammed in to me with one thrust so hard that my hips and legs came off the bed.

I let out a loud yelp as his cock went deeper in to me than anything ever had before. My pussy was contracting hard as I tried to adjust having something so big inside of me. Mr. Miller gave a few long strokes in and out, giving me a minute to adjust to him. The feeling as unbelievable. I felt my pussy leaking fluid down my thighs. I looked over my shoulder at Mr. Miller and said, “fuck me harder!”

He didn’t need any further instruction. Within seconds he began fucking in to me like a battering ram. The headboard was banging against the wall, the porno was continuing on in the background, and we were both yelling incoherent fuck sounds as he slapped my pussy with his balls with each thrust. He was pulling my hips back with each forward thrust, forcing my cunt to meet his cock as hard as possible each time. “Unh, fuck fuck oh god fuck Mr. Miller… oh fuck your… cock! Oh jesus fucking Christ I’ve never…. Unh unh unh, slam me, slam my pussy, FUCK ME HARDER!” I wasn’t making sense, but when your being fucked this good, you don’t care. He slowed down for a minute and leaned forward to grab my tits. The second he pulled my nipples, I came like a fire hose.

He grabbed my hips again and started fucking me with all his strength, and god help me, I kept cumming. “Your pussy.. I’ve never felt anything…Rachel I’m gonna blow!”

I turned around and looked him in the eye and said, “cum inside me Mr. Miller, I want every last drop.” He slammed forward a few more times and then I felt it. It was hot and it was spraying all over my womb. Just the feeling of it caused me to cum again. We were both writhing and moaning, his thrusts getting less intense, but still going.

He continued slowly thrusting in and out of me from time to time as we both recovered. After a few minutes he fell out of me. I could feel him rubbing my back lightly as I finally came all the way back to earth. Slowly he rolled me over and looked in to my eyes and said, “I never thought that having my car break down would lead to the best thing that’s happened to me in years.”

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There are good days and then there are those rare great ones. Here is the tale about one of those days…

I was running late to work that morning, luckily, I missed a huge blowout between my boss and his soon to be ex-wife

! It happened right out in the middle of the shop floor in front of God and everybody! His wife suspected him of having an affair with his secretary. So, she had followed him to work that morning, caught them in his office “red handed”, “polishing the ole morning wood”! I was told the confrontation was epic!

There was so much drama going on around office, no one even noticed I was 30 minutes late! I couldn’t believe my luck! Then my day got even better! I go back to the dock and into the shipping office to drop off some shipping orders and I catch our lovely shipping clerk Darleen, with her dress hiked up to her waste, taking selfies of her gorgeous naked ass! Giving me one hell of a show! She saw me, turned a bit red as she quickly smoothed her dress back down. She just giggled, then gave me a wink. Knowing full well I’d keep my mouth shut. I knew those hot little pics where soon to be on their way to her boyfriend deployed overseas.

Let’s just say I’m one of those type of guys that “loves the ladies”, but also the type of guy who knows how to act respectfully and only kid around at work. Never having any affairs or entanglements in the work place. I have plenty of female friends at work don’t get me wrong, but no lovers! I’ve seen too many relationships go down in flames at work to ever risk a workplace romance. They’re nothing but a train wreck waiting to happen! Even a casual hook up is something I would avoid, no matter how tempting it might be. There was something my grandpa once told me. “Boy! Don’t You Ever Shit where You Make Your Bread!” Sadly, it stuck! I find my rule to be a real hassle when I see a girl like Darleen, horny as hell, knowing full well she would be an easy romp. Warm, fun and oh so sexy. Knowing she would be very discreet. Only needing a boy toy from time to time, till her man got home. Yea, I know, some would frown on a woman for that! But hey, guys do it! Not my place to judge!

But as days go, it only got better. I could do no wrong. The day went like clockwork and I got to leave early. I left in a good mood with a spring in my step and made it to the train station in plenty of time to catch the evening train. Even though the ride was over an hour long, I never seemed to mind. Plenty of time to decompress and plenty of beautiful women to admire! As I stepped up on the elevated platform, I realized the evening ride was looking to be a crowded one. We were coming up on a three-day week end and it being a Friday, there were twice as many commuters. A lot of folks would stay in the city during the week and go home on the week ends or stay late to miss the rush. This being a long weekend, it looked like everyone was trying to get an early start on their respective activities.

As I jockeyed to get in line to board the approaching train, a stunning woman in a beautiful blue dress stepped up to get in line. She was struggling and losing ground in the pressing crowd. She looked up and gave me a weary smile, almost pleading for assistance with her expression. I gave her a warm smile and reached out and touched her elbow to get her attention. Reading my intentions, she quickly escaped the pressing crowd by slipping in front of me while I held back the crowd. Giving her just enough time to get in line. Turning her head quickly to smile warmly and whisper a sweet thankyou over her shoulder.

As the ataköy escort train rolled to a stop, the crown started push, making it virtually imposable for me to keep them from jamming me bodily into the lovely woman with a grunt. Oh! I’m so sorry, I can’t hold them back! No worries, she said with a smile, as we were smashed together in the press. Thanking my good fortune that I had showered before leaving work. The only downside to this was my outfit. I was now wearing a pull over Polo with a very lightweight pair of slacks and no boxers! So, we were now crushed together with just my thin slacks and her shear blue dress between us and our flesh! She was warm and firm and very lovely. I could feel her firm thighs against my legs and the crack of her lovely heart shaped ass was now pressing firmly into my, soon to be, very stiff cock! If I wasn’t able to quickly remedy this predicament, this was going to become a very embarrassing situation!

When the doors on the car finally did slide open, the sea of people on the platform waiting to board, quickly surged forward. I soon realized I had no choice but to grab the woman by waste and lift her into the car before we both got knocked off our feet by the pressing crowd! I sat her down quickly and steered her to the rear of the car! Hoping we might find an empty seat or be able make our way to the back. That way we could at least have the bulkhead to lean on. We sure as hell didn’t want to get caught in the middle and be at the mercy of the press that would be caught in the center of the car. Jammed together like cattle! There weren’t enough handles in the center for everyone to hold on too! So, they would all end up jostling into each other for several stops until the crown thinned out.

We finally wrestled our way to the back, but unfortunately, there were no seats left! So, I let her get next to the bulkhead. I grabbed a handle and tried desperately to keep my growing cock out of the crack of her ass and maintain some level of decorum! But as more people crammed into the already crowded car. The poor woman was soon pressed closer and closer, until her lithe body was totally crushed up against me! There was nowhere for either of us to go or even move! I could feel her tense up as we first made contact. But soon I figure, she just gave up and realized the situation was hopeless. I soon felt her relax, as she leaned her head back on my chest and whispered “SORRY”. “Not your fault”, I replied, as I inhaled the scent of jasmine and the hint of lavender in her hair. Her body now crushed into mine, our body’s in total contact with one another to the point I was very aware this lovely lady had only her shear silky dress between us and what God had given her!

The crowd around us was a mixture of suits going home and a few couriers, who were probably just trying to get up town for their last delivery of the day. They all had their noses buried in their phones or papers, oblivious to the world around them. The woman leaning her head back once more, looked me in the eyes and simply said “Sandra”. I’m Joshua, terrible way to meet I’m afraid. So sorry about this. I know you have to be uncomfortable with this invasion of your personal space. Not really, she smiled. I could have gotten stuck with someone far less pleasant or not near as good looking, she said smiling at me again, leaving her head back, just resting on my chest. I inhaled the scent of her hair once more, as the train lurched forward and began to move.

I had to grab her by the hips to steady her. She had bahçelievler escort been leaning back on me, losing her balance when the train lurched forward. As she squirmed to regain her balance, her ass kept rubbing my cock and I felt a deep stirring in my groin, and I began to stiffen almost instantly. With her crushed up against me, I slid my hands to her waist to try and hold her off, to keep her from noticing my quickly growing manhood. But I quickly realized it was useless, as the crowd pressed and soon, she was once again crushed into me. Her lovely ass rubbing my growing cock. There was no way she couldn’t notice! I’m a well put together man, and I have been told that I am a bit larger than normal. Not porn star material but bigger than most.

So, the odds this woman was aware of my growing arousal was almost certain! With nowhere to put my hands, I just left them there on her waist, trying to keep as much space between us as possible. As the train jerked and rocked, her ass kept rubbing me. My cock quickly grew to its full potential and was tenting my thin slacks. The woman was once again pressed by the crowd and instantly my fully erect cock was rubbing up and down the crack of her ass in rhythm with the train! She didn’t try to move away! Then she did something I didn’t expect! She gently covered my hands with hers and slowly pushed my hands from her waist down to her hips, then reached up and grabbed the handle up in front of her! She leaned back with a whisper, don’t fight it. I’m ok Joshua, I know you can’t help it, so lets just enjoy this rare opportunity. With that said, she smiled as she arched her back and pressed her ass harder into my cock, using the handle above her to gain extra leverage!

She moved with such a fluid purpose after that, rising up on her toes then pressing her ass into my cock harder, before lowering her ass back down. Very successfully placing the base of her hot pussy on the head of my cock for a brief moment before losing contact. Her movements became more urgent as time passed. She reached back with a soft hand and quietly unzipped my fly! Freeing my now engorged manhood! She quickly looked around and saw no one looking and whispered for me to lift the back of her dress. As I held her dress, she reached back and grabbed my cock and guided me slowly in. Trying desperately to mute a deep groan of satisfaction, as my cock penetrated deep inside her! Filling her pussy, as she smiled and bit her lower lip. Trying desperately not to cry out with pleasure.

We both looked around and then at each other, smiling at the idea that we were having sex in a crowded train car and for now, no one was the wiser! As the crowd pressed and rocked, we made love! Driving into her with deep slow strokes, as her hot wet pussy griped and caressed my swollen cock over and over. Man, she felt so good! Then I felt her shudder, then push into me harder! Now up on her toes, trying to drive me in deeper as her excitement grew. She was close, I could tell. She started to lose a bit of control and her breath started to come in short gasps. I’m going to cum Babe! She whispered, as she shivered, then all of a sudden, she froze! She raised a finger pointing to my left. There she was, a young woman smiling at us! Her face all sweaty, with her hand up her dress, furiously fingering her pussy! Mouthing to us, PLEASE!! DON’T STOP NOW!!

Sandra giggled softly and pressed back on me once more, her pussy so tight and wet, as she once again stroked my cock. Never taking her eyes off the cute bağcılar escort girl, as she fingered herself like a mad woman! Sandra began to shudder. Babe I’m close! Harder babe! I don’t care if we get caught, she whispered! As she pushed back on me, meeting my thrusts harder and harder! The girl now moving through the crowd to be with us! Helping us by blocking the crowd from seeing us, as I drove my cock deep into Sandra’s lovely sweet pussy. The young girl overcome with lust, fondling Sandra’s tits as they swung in rhythm to our thrusts! Sandra turning to her and deeply kissing the girl as she still fingered herself. Then I heard a soft groan, then an OH Fuck! As Sandra reached up under the girl’s dress, driving her finger deep into the young woman’s ass, as she started to cum!

Getting to see this with my own eyes, or I would never have believed it! I felt Sandra’s body taken over by all of this! Then she was caught up in her own deep, earth-shattering orgasm! I drove faster and harder, trying to carry her through. Feeling her legs buckle as she broke our coupling, almost falling to the floor as I steadied her, then turning her to face me. Her hands instantly on my cock, pulling my balls out to fondle them. she leaned up kissing my neck. Stroking my cock whispering to me, begging me to cum. Cum for me babe, I want you to give it to me lover, she purred, as the young woman drew closer. Kissing Sandra as she too, began to fondle my balls while Sandra stroked my Cock. I was soon very close. My breath was short and fast as I drew closer. Sandra felt my cock swelling and started to pull harder and faster as the young woman slid a finger down below my balls and taking our juices on her finger and lubing my ass, firmly pressing her finger on my ass hole to loosen it up, as Sandra brought me closer and closer!

I shot my eyes around the car and quickly realized no one was the wiser to our sexy act and smiled at the show they would regret missing if they ever knew. I could feel my balls tighten. Sandra really knew what she was doing as she stroked me, bringing me even closer still. The young woman now slightly bent over, her finger now wiggling in my ass as I felt myself ready! The girl looked at Sandra with a pleading look. Sandra giving the young woman the nod, as I began to cum, she went to her knees and engulfed my cock to the root! I shot one of the biggest loads of my life! Deep down the woman’s throat! I shot rope after rope into the women’s eager mouth, as she ate my cum. Swallowing deeply as she moaned with pleasure at the load, I was giving her. She waited till I was completely done then licked me clean before gently putting my cock away and zipping my fly.

She stood up, smiled, then kissed us both deeply before disappearing into the crowd. Sandra smiled at me as she held me close, placing her business card in my shirt pocket. I sure hope you call? Oh, you can count on that I said! You think we could do this again sometime Joshua? Well we can try! I said, as the train stopped. She took my arm as we walked off the train. I walked Sandra to her car and took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. She smiled with a funny face, What? I asked. Was it ok the girl saw us? Well she was willing and it seemed like you enjoyed it as much as she did. I did, she said with a smile. Next time, can we pretend that we were strangers again, like we did today? Sure, we can do anything you want honey. Can I invite another friend? Of course, I don’t see why not! Well I need to pick up the kids she said with a grin. Jakob you still need to pick up something for dinner, you promised, she said with a giggle. No problem honey I got it covered. See you at home in an hour? Yep, that sounds good, I love you babe! I love you too honey. See you when I get home…

Sure, hope you liked my story. I have more to come so please vote, comments are welcome. I have thick skin so be truthful and be honest. Thank you for reading.

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The Scene during Midnight at Mauna Kea Mountain

While on March Break with my friends, I met this girl named Oceania Chan in Hawaii during the 2010 World’s Surfers Competition. After the competition was over, she came over to congratulate me on my victory.

“Thanks — I’ll buy you a drink tonight – you look so beautiful like a model”. She’s like a world class model with her irresistible beautiful looks.

We decided to meet at a bar later to have a drink. As I was celebrating my victory with friends, Oceania came over and asked about having that drink. After introducing her around to all of the people, I excused myself so that we could be alone. As I led her away, I could tell that there was something wrong. As we sat down, I could see it in her eyes before she even said a word. Jealousy. I’ve seen it a million times before, and I knew just how to handle myself.

“Alex?” She asked, in a tone so sweet and innocent, but laced with hurt, “Who was that girl you were with just now?”

“Who? Momoko? We go a long ways back. We used to date, but that was a long time ago. We broke up and I returned to Mauna Kea mountain to continue training. We haven’t seen each other since we broke up a few years ago.”

“I see,” she said. “I was just wondering if you already had another woman in your life.”

“No,” I lied to her, “there is no one else.”

“Hmmm. . . .” She said as she raised her head to look me in the eyes. “That’s good news for me and bad news for her, because if you look this good now, I can only imagine . . . You looked so sexy this afternoon flexing your muscles for that photo shoot.”

“So it was you sitting at the back pretending not to look.” I replied.

After an hour of chatting and a couple of drinks, my friends called me over to go clubbing. Before I left she came over to hug me while saying, “Alex, nice to have met you- if anything happen between us — we will always love each other from our hearts even if distance separates us from being together. If we ever meet again, we are destined to be together. Our destiny wants us to be together. When we meet each other again, we will know when the time comes to decide our destiny — bye for now”.

Time had passed until we met again at the Hawaii Earth Day in April 2011. As the day progressed on, we chatted with each other catching up on the last year. Later on in the day, she showed me the best beach I have ever seen.

It was much later in the day, both of us were surfing in the Pacific Ocean and we enjoyed a beautiful sunset. Oceania was full of surprises. “Want to come to my place?” she asked.

I could tell she was irresistibly drawn to me. So much so, that she couldn’t be without me for the night. She said, “Can you stay overnight at my place tonight? We could do something together, since I just couldn’t bear being without you once you leave me.”

How could I resist such an offer from a beautiful woman like her? We walked the beach together until we reached the front of a mansion. The mansion was so majestic from the outside. It was the most futuristic building I have ever seen. It looked like a luxury multi story palace. I never would have expected her to have a mansion. It was her mansion. Inside, she took me through every room. Then we got to her bedroom. It made me feel like she loved me so much. So little time had passed since I met this beautiful woman. From the first time that I met her, all of a sudden I’m in her mansion and in her bedroom.

“Before we go to my bedroom, do you mind if you work with me on the 2011 World’s Surfers Competition in Honolulu, Hawaii?” She asked.

My reply to her was, “It will be so much fun working with you since I was the 2010 World’s Surfers Competition Champion.”

She said in a sexy voice, “Let’s get you into my bedroom champ to have some quality time alone before we go explore the City of Honolulu before tomorrow’s sunrise.”

As both of us were in her bedroom to have quality time together, she went to her bathroom to change into her lingerie. I waited patiently as she unveiled her sexy body in seconds. My heartbeat went faster and faster until she finally back out. While watching a late night romantic movie called “Titanic”, she went to the bathroom said “I’ll be back in just a few minutes to have some quality time with myself first”.

“Ok I will be waiting for u in the bed”. I replied.

A few minutes later, the commercial is over. She comes out right on time with a dirty look filled with lust that sexually arouses me. My body began shaking as my hormones began releasing themselves. As soon as we get to the sexual part of the movie, she starts to lie on my body, as I get hard watching the scene in the movie. She could feel my boner pressing against her chest.

She said in a sexy voice, “I’m feeling so horny tonight, and it looks like you’re horny too. Come on Alex I want you inside me.”

This relationship with Oceania was going way too fast.

“Oceania you’re going too fast in our relationship, let’s wait fındıkzade escort for the right time until both of us are ready to make love.” I replied to her offer.

“You’re right, about everything Alex. I am sorry about tonight. When both of us are ready to make love, we’ll know when the time comes.” She said with some disappointment in her voice.

She finally knows that she was going too fast in our relationship. As the moments passes by, we fell asleep on her bed before tomorrow’s big day.

In the twilight hour of the morning, just before sunrise, both of us were awake, one after the other. In less than half an hour, we were both changed and ready to go explore the city. As we went to Port Marina Beach, the first thing we did together was to introduce me to her boss.

Oceania saw my ex-girlfriend coming while her boss was interviewing me. Luckily, the interview went well enough that I got the job as a national recruiting talent model supervisor. The job was for her boss’s company named “World Surfers Competition Recruiting Agency.” After a bit, my ex-girlfriend Momoko came up to chat with me. Oceania saw my ex-girlfriend turning me on with her actions. When she was chatting with me, she made a dirty pose that showed off her cleavage through her bikini top. She turned me on so much that it gave me a boner. She noticed my boner sticking up in my swim trucks.

“Hi it looks like you got a 6 inch boner going, can I see it when we go to the room behind us?” She asked me.

“I know you still love me Momoko. But, sorry I can’t since Oceania is love with me.” I told her.

“Come on Alex we both knew that we still have feelings for each other.” She pleaded with me.

“Like I said, I don’t want to hurt you. Oceania’s love is a true love that comes from her heart.” I explained.

“Sorry Alex. If you ever want me again, I’m always available just to let you know.” She said with lust in her eyes.

“My love with you is not the same as before. After the break up anyway, I have moved on, bye.” I told her.

“Your right, it’s time for me to move on too. I hope you have a good relationship with Oceania, bye.” She said as she turned to leave.

When Momoko left me to go to a model competition, Oceania was jealous when she saw Momoko and I talking so emotionally that it made her cry. She knew those words came from deep inside the heart. I ran as fast as I could back to her, to tell her what had happen between my ex-girlfriend and me. After explaining to her, she came and kissed me on the lips while we started making out inside the room. Both of us had felt the love for each other as our love felt closer than ever before.

The room was so beautiful and it was so perfect at the same time. Filled with incredible details almost out of this world, I could ever imagine. It was a romantic setting with every single detail in its place. It was so still that it made the moment that we were in last forever. It was so perfect that I did not want the moment to ever end. Seconds passed slowly as the room was in slow motion, as if it was motionless like right now. Energy had come alive as echoes of our voices began to bounce back to us.

As we unfolded our inner beauties while undressing each other’s clothing piece by piece, all that was left was the body wear to let each other see the body to satisfy the sexual desire before moving onto a more sexual act. The sexual desires ran high for both of us as we passionately made out while feeling our bodies. Sensitivity were between us when the touch of the movement made us lust through our bodies. Lust was the sexual driven force that made it more intense as we made out.

The sense of her body grew stronger as she felt her body filled with wonderful surprises waiting to happen. Inside of my body, the rush of adrenaline had pass through every part of me as it gave in to its desire. The movement felt as sensitive as it touched through our still fully clothed body waiting for a sexual relief.

Sexual pleasure intensified between us to become more sexually arousing as our bodies started releasing its sexual hormones. The feel of our bodies was as intimate as the feeling for each other. Intimacy had changed itself to a sexual driven force between our loves, by bringing us closer together. Through the feel of our bodies, it was sending shockwaves of sexual pleasure throughout us.

Oceania was getting so into it that it made her have an orgasm without ever touching her clit. As we approached each other’s genital areas, it hardened as it waited for a sexual relief to come in any second. The moaning between us drove us closer together while giving us the sexual pleasure that we were looking for. Sexual pleasure had filled the room in a flash knowing what happens next was what we were expecting. The time had come as she unveiled her lust filled beautiful model’s body.

She removed her lingerie and all it left was the beautiful naked body of hers to shower merter escort me with her love for me. As she came in to seduce me, her body was touching my boner. She slowly unbuttoned my swim trucks as she was trying to please me as I started drooling pre-cum a lot. Finally as she saw my boner, her first impression was as excitement as if she saw one for the first time ever.

Feeling my boner in her mouth as she started to deep throat me, I started to cum a lot in her mouth but she did not seem to mind. My body was feeling as good as she was; obsessed with my orgasm like it was a love addiction to me. As I kept on cumming into her mouth, it flew out like a rushing river down her throat. Down her throat went my orgasm where she wanted more of my cum down her throat. When deep throating for her sexual desires, my body was ejecting lots of cum that she loved to taste. In the end, she needed a shot of cum, which I would have cum all over her face in the end.

In a matter of moments, it came as if it was a bolt of lightning flash. The intimate sexual act was passionate as it brought our relationship closer than ever before. Her love for me was as a love addiction to me as she became even more sexually attracted to me than ever before. The feelings that came after the sexual act were stronger than ever before as we felt the passion for each other in the next stage of our relationship. Which she would show her love for me in the conversations later as we talked about our future together. We were both a very young couple as we moved onto the next stage of our life together.

Our relationship bond grew stronger as each day passed by. A few days before the 2011 World’s Surfers Competition, all of the work was finally been completed. However, she and I decided to add some additional final touches. Laughter flew in the air as we walked on the footpath to the Pacific Ocean.

A few days after that Hawaii Earth Day in April 2011 was over, her personality changed the way that I view the Earth as a precious planet to live on. While both of us were cleaning the Hapuna Beach State Park, a bunch of large high waves came in onshore. It was just the beginning of a very lucky day for both of us. She told me excitedly saying, “Let’s have the best day of our lives here today since it’s just the two of us.”

My reply to her was, “Sure let’s live our life to the fullest each and every day of our lives together.”

In a matter of seconds, we were having the best time of our life together.

“I’m having the time of my life with you. When I met you, my whole life has changed into a good way. More than anything Alex, I have been given a chance at something I thought I had lost. You’re the right person that I want to spend my whole life with starting with this moment.” She said.

“From the moment I saw you, it was love at first sight. We were destined to be together from the first time that we saw each other. Those words came from deep inside my heart. I promised that I would not let anything happen to you because we are destined to be together as a couple. It is our destiny right now. Alex, a part of you has grown in me. Therefore, you see, it is you and I together forever and never apart, maybe in distance, but never in heart. Our love truly comes from our heart when our love is meant to be together forever as destined from the start to everlasting love. Alex, so many times I thought I would never find someone to love me the way I needed to be loved. Then you came into my life and showed me what true love really is!” Oceania said as she threw her arms around me in passionate hug.

A few days have gone by; it is the day before the 2011 World’s Surfers Competition starting tomorrow. We are feeling the ocean breezes against our bodies while making an environmentally friendly tent to spent the rest of the night out together under the bright and numerous stars.

Today was the day for both of us at the 2011 World’s Surfers Competition. In the morning as we both awoke one after another, she was so excited about the day as if she was the happiest person in the world. There was an enclosed beachfront center not too far away from us. As we walked towards it, we had this conservation about winning all the awards at the 2011 World’s Surfer Competition. We knew that both of us were the best surfer’s in the whole world. The tone of her voice filled with excitement for us as she started talking about being famous worldwide.

She said, “We’re both doing our very best, when our results pay off in the end by winning all of the awards, we will be famous worldwide with the help of the media attention. No one has done it before, when we achieve this feature of the sport of surfing; it will be a life changing experience, as we become iconic famous celebrities worldwide. Since I met you, luck has been always on our side as we are living the dreams of our life in reality, together as a couple. Here’s my inspirational quote to you, ‘When you reach the maslak escort top keep climbing.’ I have always believed in this quote as it works every time when I needed it. Time is a precious element that god gave to us. Like life is when you’re in the moment with your partner, make the most out of it while you’re still in the moment.”

The conservation leads into a more casual conversation on the beach as we continued walking toward the entrance of the enclosed beachfront center. There was only an all gender shower stall, where our first impression was that both of us were expecting what was to happen inside the open shower stall.

Inside the open-air exotic shower stall as we undressed ourselves, there was sunlight shining in where we were changing making it a beautiful scene. As she came in, unaware that I was naked, her instinct glided her to her senses to where she made another move to bring us closer together. The sexual desires for us were captive from the previous experience, as both of us wanted more as we began making out.

After we both rushed back to get to the contestant’s area of the Hapuna Beach State Park, there was lots of media attention centering around both of our futures together. Despite all the media attention focusing on us, we decided to do interviews with the media to talk about our future together. During an interview with Celebrities Media News, Momoko was there as a news reporter to ask us multiple questions. When Momoko asked this question about our relationship she said, “There’s a rumor about both of your futures together as a couple, do you think working on a job that you love doing with each other will have any effect on your relationship together or not?”

“Well, both of us wouldn’t be here today if I didn’t meet Alex last year. As you probably have heard, we were just doing what we love doing while having the partner to spend the rest of our future together.” Oceania replied to Momoko’s query.

“It’s all true what Oceania said about our future together on the job and as a couple. Both of us love each other as much as we love our job. We are together for a reason as you could tell from what Oceania said.” I added.

“Thank you so much for your time during the interview. Hope you have a great future together, goodluck.” Momoko said as she concluded the interview quickly.

Excitement filled up in the air, as we got ready for our first performance of the day. The announcer called us up to get ready for our performance. The waves were coming high, one after another setting up perfect conditions for us to have an epic duo performance. As we got ready for our duo performance together, her facial expression and voice tone were so determined. She had this conversation with me.

She said, “Alex, I’m so happy I can be with you for the duo performance. It’s our destiny when we win all the awards to show the world that we were the best surfers in the world.”

The crowd’s cheers were loud as we began our duo performance together. Huge waves were coming at us from one direction force us to merge with the waves into one enormous wave. Riding on top of the enormous wave until the shoreline, it was such a passionate experience performing with her. The shoreline was still a hundred feet away when the enormous wave picked up speed until it hit shoreline. The crowds were cheering louder than ever before as we pulled off an incredible epic performance.

The time had finally come for both of us to find out who will win the awards tonight. When the President from the World Surfers Competition Recruiting Agency was announcing all of the awards, it was a huge relief for both of us. As he announced from the dais at the 2011 World’s Surfers Competition Awards Ceremony that we won the duo performances competition, Oceania was so happy that it made her cry tears of joy as we congratulated each other. Walking together filled with happiness as the crowds cheered when we made our first speech for the first of the awards that we won.

After the 2011 World’s Surfers Competition Awards Ceremony ended, we went outside to celebrate our accomplishments together today. This was the next stage in our relationship. It was the beginning of a very special romantic night. We began our journey together by walking uphill towards the majestic summit of Mauna Kea. The sky filled with exotic tropical sunset rays as it scattered across the evening sky. Nightfall was starting to set in as the sky grew darker giving way for twilight to fill in the night sky. Darkness filled the night sky like the changing auroras.

Shooting stars fell across the night sky setting up beautiful scenery. Seeing the two shooting stars together flying across the night sky it meant a lot to both of us for our future together. The sounds of nature surrounded us as we appreciated what God had given us today. Nature was beside us as we walked towards the majestic summit of Mauna Kea.

The sky overflowed with over a trillion stars, as if God has given us the choice to choose. The stars were like people, to choose a partner for the true love of our life. God has given us the right opportunity to choose our partner in the beginning, when we met each other for the first time ever. God has helped our destiny every day from the love of our partner’s life together as a couple. It was destined from the very beginning.

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Angela walked into the office dressed as usual. Her long, dark hair tied back into a bun, white button up blouse, simple black business skirt, and sexy high heels.

“Ahh,Ang. You’re finally here!!!”

With a sigh, Angela turn to face her employer of 5 years, Daniel Jones. He wasn’t a bad looking man, in his early thirties, clean-shaven, and well dressed, she thought to herself.

“I need you to run these files down to the archives. These need to have copies made and the copies mailed to the highlighted addresses here and then run down to….” Even though she knew she should be paying attention to her handsome boss’s agenda for her: she couldn’t help but lose herself in his emerald green eyes.

“Ang, did you here me?” questioned Daniel, now looking concerned.

“Uh…archives, copies…um, could you repeat the last bit?”

“I need you to check my mail, and stop by my office, say around three, to go over my appointments for tomorrow.”

“Got it boss.” she said and quickly turned to her work. Although she couldn’t help but stare at his ass as he turned and walked away.

*****

By three o’clock, her day had turned out to be much more busy than she anticipated. For one, there were almost one hundred files to mail out, and half the addresses were wrong- so she spent half the day on the phone.

Realizing what time it was, she hurried down to the archives, the buildings bottom floor. When she arrived, she found a note on the archivists desk that read “Out to Lunch…all files must be filed yourself, or dropped off at a later time, due to inventory. Thank you.” Knowing çapa escort she wouldn’t be here later than 5, for she had a date with her sister, she was forced into filing them herself.

She phoned Daniel to tell him she would be late, but got his assistant instead, and found he was in an unplanned meeting. She hung up at set out of filing the documents.

“I thought I’d find you down here.”

She whirled around so fast her glasses nearly fell off her face. Leaning against the door, with his tie loose and the top couple buttons of his shirt undone, revealing a muscled chest.

“I thought you were..um in a meeting.” she stuttered. God, why couldn’t she think straight around him! He is her boss for goodness sakes…Angela thought to herself.

“I am. I am here, meeting up with you.”

Taking this as a strange comment, she turned back to her files.

:”so what brings you down here, other than meeting me? Is there more files I need to go through?” Before she could turn around, he was right behind her, his hips pressing into your ass.

“What?…”She trailed off as his lips gently kissed her neck.

“Shhh.” He whispered in her ear as his hands began unbuttoning her blouse.

“what if someone sees us!?” She relied shakily.

“The archivist is paid to be out to lunch. We wont have any disturbances.”

Her shirt hung open and her white lace bra and the tops of her 34C breasts lay exposed to her boss.

“We shouldn’t…you are my boss, this is wrong Daniel.”

He unclasped her bra and pushed it from her shoulders. cihangir escort He paused for a moment, to slip out of his shirt, and his bare chest was soon pressed against her back once more. Daniel gently caressed her stomach, his hands barely coming in contact with the bottom swell of her breasts. Knowing by how hard her nipples were, and how deep her breathing had become, she was liking his teasing.

“Touch me please…” she whispered.

He smiled and kissed her neck as his hands squeezed her breasts and tugged on her sensitive nipples. She let out a quiet moan and he pressed his hard cock into her ass. She turned abruptly and began unfastening his belt. she slid down his trousers and took his dick in her hands. Angela gently began grabbing his balls and rubbing the head of his dick between her fingers.

He let out a loud moan and pushed her against the bookshelf, kissing her mouth passionately. She gently pushed him away after a minute.. She stepped out of her skirt and he stepped back to admire her body. Her breasts curved off her body into points where her nipples were. Her white lace bootie shorts hugged her thighs. Standing there in nothing but underwear and ladyfingers, she looked pretty sexy.

He stepped towards her again pushing against her. There chests pressed together, and they locked eyes, both breathing heavily.

Without breaking eye contact, he slid his hand between her legs and yanked off the underwear. He smiled and slid his hand between her thighs. His fingers found her pussy soaking wet. Daniel found nişantaşı escort her clit and began sliding it between his fingers. Angela let out a moan and pushed his hand away. Looking hurt he stepped back.

She laughed. “I want you to fuck me.” She pulled him back against her and began kissing his neck, and running her fingers gently down his back. Daniel moaned and his dick slid between her legs. Spreading her legs with his knee his hand cupped her breast and he slid his dick inside her.

He lifted her up began to fuck her. With each thrust, the bookshelf behind them shook and their moans echoed off the wall. His rigid, hot dick rubbed against he G-spot and her pleasure swelled. Angela’s nipples rubbed against Daniel’s muscular chest, sending them both over the edge. Daniel gripped her ass and his cum shot deep inside her. His dick pulsated as he orgasmed. Angela’s muscles held his dick in a vise-like grip as she orgasmed. Her cum gushed over his dick, and their cum mixed inside of her.

Leaning against the bookcase, spent, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. He walked over to the archivists desk and set her down, his dick sliding out of her. Angela looked down and smiled at his soft dick.

“I wanna make you cum again.” She slid off the desk and onto her knees in front of Daniel. He watched as she sucked his cock back into its hardened state. She rolled his balls between his fingers as his dick was being sucked deep into her mouth. His pleasure suddenly increases as her tongue made circles around his swollen head. He moaned as his cum burst from his dick and onto her face and mouth.

“I told you I could do it.” Both smiling, they kissed a while longer, before getting dressed. Angela glanced at her watch. 5:45. :”Shit! I was supposed to meet my sister 45 minutes ago….”

“Well since you are already late….Mind coming up to my office to…review some paperwork?”

TO BE CONTINUED….

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