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

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

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

“W-What you doing?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Andrew smiled.

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

She smiled back coyly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Is it ok if I sit with you?”

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

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

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

“Swim with me.” She said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“About what?”

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

Blushing, “Oh Jake, stop it.”

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

“I did okay Jake? Really?”

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

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

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

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

“You hungry?” He asked.

“Yeah, a little.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Honey, I d-do,” he stammered, “But…”

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

…Damn, I’m such an ass…

“But what?” she asked softly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Julie… baby, I’m so sorry.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

000

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

“What will happen after Michelle gets home Jake?”

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

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

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

“Okay.”

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

000

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

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

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

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

…so soft…

“Lift up your arms honey.”

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

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

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

…a taste… a smell… a touch…

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

…oh God… so sweet…

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

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

Thank you for all the feedback on my previous efforts and please let me know what you think about this. I don’t even mind the numb-nuts who troll me as it is at least a response. It’s better to have negative strokes than no strokes at all.

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

Chapter 1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Where will I go …?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Dan, please, your hurting me”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No, the angle is wrong”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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This is one of several extra “mini stories” that are supplements to the Beach House series. Some of these will be elements of the story that I had in my head as I was writing a particular chapter, but which were left out because I couldn’t fit them in or they didn’t lend themselves to the first-person narration of the story. Others will be side stories that I thought of after a chapter was done, which may add to the plot line.

I hope that you enjoy it!

Marley’s Story – A Beach House Supplement

Marly sighed deeply, moving back to her customers. The day was only half over, and she was dead on her feet. It wasn’t her job as a waitress at the Bend in the Road Diner that had her so tired, it was the fact that she had had practically no sleep the night before,

Jennifer, her roommate, had a new guy. It turned out that he wasn’t a new guy to Marly, but he was to Jennifer, you could certainly tell that from her night time activities. Every time she changed guys, she would do the same thing, loudly having sex all night long, in every single room of the apartment that she and Marly shared. Except for Marly’s bedroom, of course. It seemed as if no sex was ever going to be had in Marly’s bedroom.

Steve was the newest one, as Marly knew very well. Years ago after all, he had been the first boy she had ever allowed to feel her naked breasts back in high school, the first boy she had let put his hand inside of her tight jeans, and she had planned for him to be the “first” boy she ever offered herself to completely.

Except it hadn’t worked out that way. She’d had it all planned after graduation, Steve always had a big party at a cabin far out in the woods, and he would of course invite her. After all, she had allowed him to rub his fingers along her slit that night in the car, even letting him dip one into her gathering wetness. But the cop had come along, banging on the window, telling them to move on. And the moment had been lost.

But he hadn’t invited her, although she’d heard from other girls that the party had taken place. Strange, though, that none of the guys would talk too much about it and Steve hadn’t looked her in the eyes since then. Until Jennifer had brought him home last week, at least, and began her new boyfriend routine, leaving Marly in her current, sleep-deprived state.

Listening to Jennifer fuck her boyfriends was pretty much the only kind of sex that Marly had any more. She had wished last night, and even now, that it had been her instead of Jennifer who had been lying over the arms of their overstuffed chair, being pounded from behind by Steve’s hard cock. It seemed as if she could feel him inside of her right now, the length of his member gliding in and out of her, pulling her lips inside with each stroke, the tip of his cock reaching so far inside of her that she could feel it bottoming out.

Then it would pull out again, almost completely out, with just the tip inside of her, the shaft dragging across her sensitive clit, as he pulled out, then slammed back into her waiting depths. She could even feel his hands reaching around her chest, holding her breasts tightly, squeezing both of her nipples between his fingers, then letting go and rubbing those same hands all the way down her flat stomach, feeling his own shaft and the lips of her wet cunt as he plunged into her repeatedly, until, finally, after what seemed like hours of having him driving into her, fucking her, she…

“Miss?” The man asked. “Did you hear me?” “Could I get some more coffee please?” Marly snapped out of her daydream, no longer able to feel Steve inside of her, back in the diner once more. “I’m sorry, sir” she said. “I’ll go get you some right away”.

God, she needed sleep so badly. She could do this job without thinking, but that was the first time she had ever done anything like that.

It had felt so real, in fact she could feel how wet she had become just from that short fantasy. She needed sleep, and she needed sex! Walking around the diner, taking orders, filling up coffee cups, she watched each of her customers closely, sizing them up as potential bedmates. Most were the older locals, but she was becoming so desperate for company that she was even considering old Frank, whose hand she had just absently shooed away after he had pinched her ass, asking her if she wanted to go check out his “back forty”.

She wondered for the umpteenth time, what was wrong with her? She was a pretty escort mecidiyeköy girl, she knew that, yet none of the local men her age would have anything to do with her. She’d dated a few of them after high school, but every time she started to get serious about one, he would suddenly pull away, usually saying something about how she was “one crazy bitch”. Whenever she asked what they meant, they just looked at her with a fearful look, saying “like you don’t know”.

These days, she could only get sex when she went out of town, or when someone new came in. Looking up, she noticed the truck, Don’s truck, in the parking lot. A skinny blonde was climbing up into the passenger door, showing the world her hot pink thong and rounded ass cheeks. There’s a coincidence, she thought, looking at the truck driven by one of the “someone new” people who had come in. She had fucked Don a couple of times, out in his truck. And it had been just fucking for sure, not making love, or any of the other squishy terms people used for sex.

He was fine in the sack, although one time, she had been lying on her back in his sleeper cab, his face covered with her juices because he had just eaten her out, her breasts carrying greasy hand prints that she wouldn’t be able to wash off until she went home that night. His cock had been just touching the lips of her eager pussy, ready to enter her, when his cell phone rang. And the asshole answered it!

Pushing himself into her at the same time, he had hit the Bluetooth answer button that he had mounted in the sleeper. His wife Suzie had been on the other end of the line, and Don had continued to slowly push himself in and out of Marly’s cunt, while at the same time talking to his wife about what she had done at work and would he please pick up some peanut butter!

The call seemed to go on forever, Don putting even more filthy black truck grease onto her breasts, her stomach, her ass, while his cock ground its way into her, his wife talking about the god damn cat now. Marly was never quiet when she came, so she held off as long as she could, hoping that the call would end before she went over the edge.

Don’s pumping action had been having its effect on her though, and she had felt a wave rushing over her body, beginning to gasp and cry out, finally doing her best to stifle her screams of pleasure as his hard cock drove her past, to a place where she had no control over herself.

Don’s wife stopped talking then, making her own panting sounds until it was all over, then saying “Wow, Don. She sounds like a hot one! How about you come home now and make me scream like that?”

Then the woman had spoken directly to Marly. “Hey sweetie, its Marly, isn’t it?”

Shocked that the woman knew what had been going on in the truck, even knew her name, Marly had answered. “Yes…”

“Oh, aren’t you all sweet and innocent sounding!” Suzie had said. “So hon, if you ever get down our way, look me up. We can go out on the town and you and me can go get fucked by some guys I know.”

“Really, look me up.” Then the woman had hung up the phone.

Marly had quickly gotten dressed, racing away from the truck and back into the diner. She was off work, but the bus didn’t come for another twenty minutes, and she was not going to stand outside looking like she had right then. Afterwards, on the bus, she had realized that when they were talking about giving the cat its medicine until it howled, the woman had actually been telling Don to fuck Marly’s pussy until she came. His wife had actually wanted to hear that. She had probably been frigging herself while she waited. What kind of sick people did that?

Marly hadn’t mentioned Don or anything that happened, not even to Bobbi, who she pretty much told everything to. Any time that Marly was getting serious about some guy, she always talked to Bobbi about him, with her track record it helped to have someone she could count on. She always listened, often curious for details if she didn’t already know the guy that Marly was talking about. She would usually offer to “check him out” for Marly. Usually though, the guy would be gone again before Bobbi ever got a chance to find anything out.

And here was Don’s truck again, out in the parking lot. Marly could even see the blonde’s head, bobbing up and down in his lap, and she could see his lips moving. The asshole was probably talking to bayan escort istanbul his wife again, while this little bimbo gave him his afternoon blow job. She watched them for a few seconds, shaking her head, and then turned back to her tables. Whoa! When did that guy come in?

At one of the booths sat a guy Marly had never seen before. He wasn’t movie star handsome, but he was definitely not bad to look at. She could tell that he too was keeping an eye on the truck outside, glancing up from the menu every once in a while. When he saw her though, he raised his left hand, probably signaling that he was ready to order.

She noticed that there was no ring on that hand, then slapped herself for thinking like that. This guy was probably just driving up the coast and had stopped for some lunch. After that, he would be long gone. What was she going to do, take him out behind the diner and do him between the garbage cans?

The guy ordered two hamburger lunches, and she joked about him being really hungry.

“No” he said, looking out at the truck. “My girlfriend will be here in a few minutes”.

So, the blonde tramp was with him. Marly wondered if he knew what she was doing out there. Marly teased him a little more, letting him know that she was single. During their banter, she found out that he and his girlfriend were going to the People Co house up the road. “Ah” she thought, “that explains it”.

She told him, “I’m supposed to work a big party at that house this weekend, so I’ll probably see you again”.

Then she told him her name, and he said that his was Jack. She was thinking about Jack as she left the table, first he was single, and then he wasn’t; now it might be negotiable. She had heard about how things worked out there at People Co.

Walking back to the kitchen, her tired mind went once again into areas she couldn’t afford. She had watched his tongue and hands as they had conversed, and she imagined what they would feel like as his long fingers reached up inside of her, pulling the lips of her wet pussy apart as his tongue drove into her, exploring her, teasing her, swirling across her clit…

God Damn it! She had to stop doing that! The lunch rush was over, but she still had enough customers that she needed to stay on her game. Her tips depended on the customers being happy, and having a waitress that kept having sex fantasies while they waited for their food was not real conducive to that end. As she placed Jack’s lunch on his table, she asked him if he wanted ANYTHING else.

“Just ketchup” he said, watching as his cheating girlfriend came in to join him, giving him a kiss after she sat down. An odd expression came over Jack’s face after that, then a growing look of shock.

The tramp started talking at length, and he stopped talking at all, concentrating on his food instead. Apparently lost in his own thoughts, he did not even notice his girlfriend flirting with a married man at one of the other tables.

Eventually, both the married man and Jack’s girlfriend headed back to the restrooms, and Marly realized that she had completely missed her long break. She asked Steph to cover her tables for a little while, then grabbed her purse and headed for the restroom as well.

“That’s strange” Marly thought as she went in. The slutty girlfriend had not returned to the table, but she was not in the ladies room either. Marly sat down in one of the stalls and opened her purse, digging around until she found what she needed right then. Between thinking about Steve and thinking about Jack, she had made herself so horny that she couldn’t stand it, and she needed to do something about it. Tonight would definitely be a night for her only dependable boyfriend, Mr. Dildo, but for now, her tiny little vibrator would have to fill in.

As she was about to turn the vibrator on, she thought that she heard voices through the wall, coming from the men’s room. That couldn’t be right though, because one of the voices was female. She turned her head and placed her ear to the wall so that she could hear better. The few things that she could make out startled her.

She could hear moans and grunts, both male and female, and little pieces of words, making out “make me cum!”, “you whore”, and “cum on this honest man’s cock”. After more grunts and a long, male groan, she could clearly make out “…you asshole! Come back and finish me off!” Then, more male escort beşiktaş voice sounds, but those seemed to be getting farther away. Finally, she heard the men’s room door shut loudly, followed by a woman’s anguished cry.

Marly looked at the vibrator in her hand, slowly twisting its base and turning it on. She touched it to her nipples, causing them to harden, then, pulling up her uniform skirt and pulling down her panties, she moved the tip of the vibrator along the lips of her pussy. Wetness began to emerge from her depths once again, and she began to first rub, then pull on the lips of her pussy, finally moving a finger all around her entrance. She tried to build an image in her mind of the guy out in the restaurant, imagined that he was watching her right now.

Over the buzz of her vibrator, she could once again hear male and female voices coming through the wall. Pushing the vibrator up inside of her now soaking wet hole made that much quieter, and she listened at the wall once again, while slowly moving the vibrator in and out of herself, strumming a finger across her clit as well.

Moans, groans, and voices continued to filter through the wall, and Marly pushed her ear up tight to it’s surface in order to catch as much as she could, still trying her best to reduce the urges that had taken her over today. Suddenly, the wall between the two rooms began to shake, sounding as if something was being pounded against it. It took Marly a minute, but she finally realized that it was not something pounding against the wall, it was someone.

This was where the slutty blonde had gone, into the men’s room, getting serviced by not just one man, but now a second one as well. The wall continued to shake, so Marly removed her ear and just sat down, using her fingers and the vibrator to savage her own dripping cunt. She reached down and twisted the knob to as high as it would go, bringing the tip out of her hole and replacing it with her fingers while touching the tip of the loudly buzzing sex toy directly onto her clit, then rubbing it down along her sopping slit, moving up to her clit once again. With all of this activity, as well as the sound of the two people having sex next door, she was finally able to release some of her tensions into a long orgasm, her entire body shaking in its power.

She had to bite down on her purse as she came, muffling her screams of release into the leather, not trusting herself to be able to stop the screaming fit that she always seemed to have on those rare occasions that she did have orgasms. Marly hoped that the purse had killed most, if not all of the noises she had emitted. If not, she could always blame it on whoever came out of the men’s room. This, she realized, meant that she should probably get cleaned up and back to work, before the pair emerged.

After a quick touch-up, Marly went back into the diner, letting Steph know that she was back. Table 5, where Jack and the tramp had been sitting, was empty, although their things were still there. Out in the parking lot, the married man who had been flirting with the slut was ushering his wife and kids into a car as quickly as he could. Marly thought that she had enough pieces to identify the woman being fucked in the men’s room, as well as the two men who had fucked her.

Sure enough, from the back of the restroom came Jack and his slutty girlfriend. His hair and clothing were a little out of place, but she looked like she had been in a windstorm. Her white tank top had large wet areas on it, the material so thin that Marly could clearly see one dark nipple through the wet fabric. Her skirt was on sideways, and a line of white liquid was running down one leg. Jack had a stern, angry look on his face, but his slut was smiling broadly, very pleased with herself.

She couldn’t believe that she actually did it, but as they passed by her on their way to their car, Marly impulsively said “Way to go, stud. See you at the party tomorrow”. Jack just gave her a puzzled look, continuing to lead his girlfriend out the door.

The rest of her shift was uneventful. On the bus ride home, Marly decided a number of things. She was going to take a nap this afternoon, making up for some of the sleep she had lost already, and some that she expected to lose tonight. She needed to stop and get new vibrator batteries, and Mr. Dildo would be driving into her while Steve’s cock was driving into Jennifer. And, she would definitely be looking for Jack at the big house tomorrow while she worked the party. Maybe she could get a real man in a restroom for a change. Anything would be better than what she had been getting lately.

Once she reached home, she decided to take a nice bath before her nap. Taking the phone into the tub with her, she dialed Bobbi’s number, ready to talk.

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Linda and Adele both slept for a few hours, jet lagged and exhausted from their sexual activities. But even in their semi-awake state they couldn’t keep their hands off each others bodies and their mouths apart. Their kissing acted as a booster to their energy levels

They were unaware of the miniature camera mounted in the ceiling above their head or the others around the room.

In a room near by sat Calton the film director they had befriended on the plane back to London. He had overheard which hotel the girls were going to and rang ahead to make sure they were booked in to the correct penthouse suite.

He watched his two captured girls on a bank of monitors in front of him. The scenes he had watched, the sounds of their orgasms had made him stiff and hungry again for both of them. But he used the time to watch them and record them wisely.

He had fallen in love with Linda, her fiery red hair and her constant hunger for sex excited him. He knew he would never be able to keep up with her demands on his own. So whilst he watched Linda make love to Adele he was busy on the phone ringing around his circle of friends, all of them had a love for hard sex and a willingness to do anything asked of them.

The films of their acts would fetch a high price on the specialist market. A days filming would be edited in to several films. Calton had found what he wanted in Linda and Adele, two girls that would do anything. There would be a large pay cheque for them by the end of the day.

It was time to put his plan in to action. He called room service and got them to deliver a trolley with strawberries and champagne to his room. He then called his friend Darren in to deliver it to the girls room. He was an athletic built Indian who loved to lick pussy.

Darren smiled when he saw the girls on the monitors, they were now both in the shower together, playing with each other’s pussies and kissing hungrily. Adele was pressed against the wall. Linda’s fingers were a blur as they pumped in and out of Adele’s pussy. Her head was thrown back and the water streamed down her body.

Calton turned up the sound on the mixing desk, from the sounds both girls were close to orgasming, just right for Darren.

He pushed the trolley down the corridor and knocked on the door, but he knew they wouldn’t hear him. He pulled out his master key and slipped it in to the lock; it clicked and he slowly pushed down on the handle. As the door opened, the noise coming from the shower room amplified, causing his long slender cock to twitch in his trousers. They hadn’t heard him enter.

He quickly undressed, just leaving his white collar and black tie on. He padded in to the shower-room with the bowl of strawberries in his hand, his 9″ erect cock swinging from side to side.

As he opened the shower door, Adele let out a scream when she saw him standing there, his cock close to Linda. He ran his hand down Linda’s back. She pushed her bottom backwards towards him touching his cock.

“Strawberries ladies?” he asked. But they weren’t interested in the succulent fruit, they wanted what was hanging between his legs, Linda preferred plums… the two he had hanging heavily below his mighty cock.

She looked over her shoulder. ‘Take me honey, give me that stiff cock’

He gripped her hips and Linda guided him in to her hot pussy, she gasped as he slid fully in. Adele held her, kissing her lips and teasing her nipples between her fingers. Darren was fucking her with powerful strokes the water splashing off her back and down between their bodies.

He let go of her hip and smacked her ass hard, causing her to cry out. But still she pressed back on to his cock, she wanted him and every inch of him.

Adele reached down and felt his shaft stretching Linda’s pussy lips tight around it. Her finger went to Linda’s hard clit and she started to flick it from side to side in time with Darren’s pulsating strokes. In and Out deeper and deeper working her harder and harder, faster and faster. She started to cry out as Adele brought her to her peak. Two or three more powerful strokes and he didn’t think he would last much longer.

Linda was now crying Nooooooooooooo as she reached back for his balls, Darren cried out Yesssssssssssss as he pushed deep in to Linda’s pussy, she felt his balls tighten in her fingers as his spunk shot deep into her wet slit. He pumped in and out a few more times, letting escort şişli his hot creamy spunk leak out. Adele scooped some up with her fingers and then pressed them to Linda’s lips. Her eyes closed as she licked them clean.

The whole scene had been watch by Calton on the cameras in and above the shower.

Darren’s cock slipped out of Linda’s pussy, he was still semi-stiff, she felt as if her pussy was gaping open, He picked her up and carried her in to the bed room, lowering her on to the bed, her body still dripping wet, he got between her spread legs and his mouth went down on to her pussy. His long tongue was deep inside her licking out his own spunk. His thumbs keeping her pussy open allowing him to see deep inside her.

They kissed. Linda loved the taste of her own juices mixed with his spunk. Darren then returned his attentions to her dripping pussy as he continued to lick out Linda, Adele began to lick and suck on his huge cock cleaning; it with her mouth. She too then kissed Linda. Spunk was like a forbidden drug to her, the more she had the more she wanted. In her mouth, in her pussy, in her arse, covering her tanned skin; everywhere.

Her body tingled from the wild orgasm she had just experienced. She wanted this to carry on and on and on, she never wanted to come back down from the delicious high she was on.

Darren’s hands where running over Linda’s body, massaging her breasts. Her nipples hard, poking in to the palms of his hands. He kissed her forehead, it sent a shiver down her spine.

Linda lay there looking up into his dark eyes. Adele looked on. Adele had lit several candles around the room. Darren held out his hand and asked Adele to pass him some ice. He took the cube between his fingers.

He placed the cube on Linda’s right breast and moved it around in circles moving over her nipple, numbing it to any touch. He took another ice cube from the champagne bucket and pressed it between her pussy lips, pushing it in and then over her clit.

Linda moaned as he teased her more and more. The ice melted on her hot skin. Then he surprised her. He reached across and took one of the lit candles. He held it close to her skin. Close to her breast, the flame flickered and then he tipped it, the wax dripped on to her cool nipple and solidified instantly.

He plucked off the wax, Linda cooed as he took her nipple in his mouth, soothing it and bringing it back up to temperature. His teeth grazed the skin. He sucked and nipped at her sensitive nipple. His fingers were rubbing another ice cube over here clit, then he pushed it up inside her pussy. The coolness mingled with her juices and trickled out and over her rosebud ass.

His fingers circled her ass, teasing it, exploring it, seeing how far she would let him go. Adele was now laying behind him, her body pressed up against his back. Her fingers stroking his cock, bringing it back to life. Linda’s ass dilated and his finger slipped inside. He sucked harder on her nipples. He watched as she grabbed the sheets her knuckles turning white as she clenched her fists. Her head shook as he pushed inside her.

He pulled out and moved on the bed, lifting her legs high and apart, pushing them back over her head, exposing her ass. Linda held her ankles, Adele pushed some pillows under the base of Linda’s back. From somewhere a tube of lubrication was produced and Adele spread it over Linda’s tight arse and the head of Darren’s hard cock. He pressed the tip against the Opening and Adele held it in place as he pushed slowly.

Linda was gasping for breath not in pain, then ‘pop’ he was in. Her opening stretched around his long slender shaft. He pushed a bit more and inch by inch she took his cock until he was ball deep inside her

Adele produced a small vibrator and started to work on Linda’s clit as Darren fucked her ass with long, slow, deliberate strokes at first. He looked down in to her eyes smiling as he fucked her. Her eyes watered as the tingling from the vibe on her clit took her to a new high, better than the one before, her body relaxed and he started to fuck her harder and harder.

Her eyes were closed she was moaning and his body took on a rocking action as he plunged in and out of her ass. Linda didn’t see her next lover arrive. He just grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head around until her lips touched the tip of his thick cock. escort bayan istanbul Charles had been sent in my Calton. With his hand tight on her head he moved his hips forward forcing Linda to take his cock deep down her throat, his balls bounced on her chin as he fucked her mouth.

Watching Linda with Charles’s cock deep in her mouth sent Darren over the top and he cried out before lunging deep in to her ass and erupting deep inside her, sending another torrent of spunk deep in to her bowels.

He pulled out and Adele and Darren went to take a shower leaving Charles to enjoy Linda.

Neither Charles, or Linda, paid any heed to the sounds of Darren and Adele in the shower as Charles continued to ram his long, hard cock deep into Linda’s sucking throat. Her eyes closed as she allowed herself to be held down and taken forcibly by the giant cock that was invading her mouth.

Meanwhile, in the shower, Adele had coaxed Darren’s cock back to full hardness with her expert tongue. The sight of Adele, on her knees before him, her blonde hair playing gently over his groin whilst her mouth brought his soft cock back to life, caused him to moan incessantly with the pleasure the sexy blonde was bringing to his whole body. He grabbed her head and suddenly lunged forward, forcing his cock deep into Adele’s throat; just as Charles was doing to Linda in the bedroom next door.

Adele began to moan as she dropped her hand down between her long legs and allowed two fingers to enter her wet slit whilst her thumb played over her clitoris. Darren moaned louder and began to thrust in and out of Adele’s mouth. She was no longer bobbing her head back and forth; instead Darren was ramming his hips hard and fast as he fucked the tight, wet mouth that was gripping his manhood so hard. He could feel Adele’s teeth scraping up the long shaft and he knew he wouldn’t be able to take much more without spunking into her throat.

Adele’s fingers were going wild inside her wetness as the giant cock fucked her face harder and faster. But she wanted that cock inside her now trembling pussy. Darren wanted the same and, to Adele’s pleasure, he suddenly pulled his throbbing cock from her mouth, lifted her to her feet, and backed her against the wet tiles of the shower. Placing his foot inside her open legs he forced them open wider, bent his knees and, as he lifted her body up the tiles, allowed his stiff cock to enter her pussy.

Adele screamed with pleasure as she wrapped her legs firmly around his waist and clung on tightly, with her arms, around his neck. Their lips met and their tongues invaded each other’s mouth as Darren began to fuck.

Adele screamed again as her cunt muscles tightened around Darren’s throbbing cock. Darren rammed deeper until the whole length of his thick shaft was buried inside Adele’s womanhood.

He fucked her.

Deep. Hard. Fast.

His knees began to tremble as Adele screamed at him.

“Fuck me.”

“Oh my God yessssssssssss Fuck MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

With his thick shaft reaming in and out of her tight pussy while it gripped his cock with every thrust Darren fucked Adele. She screamed. Darren moaned. She screamed louder. Darren moaned louder.

They came.

With his cock thrusting deep into her cunt, as hard as he could thrust it, Darren came. His hot, sticky spunk spurted like Old Faithful as he shot it hard into her wetness. Adele screamed again and her whole body trembled in her orgasm. Her legs almost crushed Darren’s waist as they gripped him even tighter. On and on Darren spurted. On and on Adele came. Way past the average eight seconds her body trembled in the best orgasm she had encountered for a long time.

Slowly, very slowly, Adele relaxed her grip around Darren’s waist as his cock began to soften inside her until, eventually, they stood hugging each other’s trembling bodies. They kissed.

Linda screamed.

Adele and Darren returned to the bedroom to investigate Linda’s scream. They smiled as their eyes took in the scene on the bed. Picking up the champagne Darren poured two glasses, handed one to Adele, and sat in an easy chair facing the bed. Adele, putting one arm around his neck, perched her naked body on his lap and smiled as she felt his cock stir, yet again, beneath her.

Linda was on her knees with her face now buried deep into a pillow as she clutched it tightly with both hands. escort taksim Charles was on his knees behind her and in one hand he held the vibrator, switched on to full power, and was thrusting it hard and fast into Linda’s soaking cunt. Meanwhile his face was buried against Linda’s arse and his tongue was licking deep into her crevice. With each thrust of the vibe, and with each probe of his tongue, Charles was causing Linda to scream into the pillow held tight against her face. With long, slow, deliberate strokes he teased and tormented the trembling girl when he occasionally held the vibe still. Sometimes whilst it was inside her; sometimes with just the head vibrating against her swollen clit. Meanwhile he continued to flick his tongue in and out of her tight little arse. Again he tormented her by just sometimes allowing his tongue to relax as he licked gently around the small hole of her anus. Other times he allowed it to lick up and down her slit before stiffening it and fucking it into her hole. Linda was in ecstasy and her whole body was trembling as she approached yet another orgasm.

Watching from the chair Adele could feel Darren’s cock hardening beneath her and her own juices began to flow again. Both of them wanted some of the action now taking place in front of them. Putting their glasses down they climbed onto the bed and motioned to Charles that they were going to join in. Charles pulled his tongue from Linda’s arse, the vibe from her soaking pussy, and within seconds they had arranged themselves in readiness for a foursome with Linda being the central figure.

Linda was moved into a kneeling position with knees open. Darren lay on his back with his head beneath her still dripping pussy, one hand on her hips and the other on his stiff cock. Adele sat partially upright against the head board so that her own pussy was beneath Linda’s face and her legs straddled her head. Charles remained kneeling behind Linda with his cock poised at the entrance to her arse.

Charles thrust forward. Linda dropped her face into Adele’s womanhood as the scream emitted from her throat. Adele began to moan at the feel of Linda’s tongue as it ravaged into her pussy and Darren raised his head and drove his tongue into Linda’s wetness.

Linda screamed again into her girl friend’s cunt.

Darren licked Linda deeper while he began to wank his stiff cock and Charles, gripping Linda’s hips tightly, drove his cock in and out of her tight arse.

The hot air became filled with the moans and the screams of the two couples as they fucked and licked and, in Darren’s case, wanked.

In and out Linda drove her tongue into Adele’s wetness whilst she lay back against the pillows and prepared herself for yet another orgasm at the hands, or rather the tongue, of her loved one. Back and forth Charles rammed his cock ever faster, ever deeper, into Linda’s tight bum hole whilst her cunt was treated to the ravaging of Darren’s tongue. The faster he wanked his own cock the faster his tongue drove into Linda’s pussy. The scent of sex perfumed the room as the moans and screams of the four participants filled the air.

Darren came first.

Gripping his cock even tighter his hot spunk suddenly shot upwards and landed on Charles’s back and naked arse as well as his own stomach. Adele screamed as her orgasm rippled through her body a few seconds later and then Linda screamed once more as she too came again. Charles rammed his cock once more into Linda’s arse and it suddenly gushed a hot torrent of spunk deep into her body.

Still coming Charles pulled his cock from Linda’s tight bum hole and gripped it firmly to finish the onslaught of his cock with his hand. His remaining cum shot first over Linda’s body and head to hit Adele full in the face. The remainder, with less force behind it, splattered into Linda’s red hair, over her neck and then onto her naked back. With a smile on his face he leaned forward and began to lick his own spunk from her flesh until his mouth was full. He then leaned forward, over Linda’s still lowered head as she licked her girl’s pussy clean, and his lips met Adele’s as she leaned forward towards him. His spunk was pushed out and Adele delighted in sucking it from his mouth and allowing it to slide down her throat.

With spunk still on their bodies they eventually collapsed in an entwined mass on the thick quilt. The four of them slept whilst Calton wiped the spunk from his desk where he had shot it after his second wank in front of the monitors.

Linda dreamed.

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I hope you enjoyed my follow up story, written after several requests from readers. Please feel free to mail me your comments. There is more to come.. or should I say cum? heheheee Stay Safe readers. Linda

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It was hot, too hot for the end of October. I entered my only slightly cooler house to escape from the blazing sun. I flopped down in my favorite easy chair and closed my eyes for a few minutes. After all the yard work, I was in dire need of a shower. I then heard the shower upstairs running. Who the hell was in my shower? I got up out of my chair and headed up stairs. When I got to my bedroom, I quietly entered. I moved to the bathroom door and peered through the slight opening left by my mysterious intruder. I could see through the glass walls of the shower that it was a woman, standing with her back to me, a woman with a sexy body and wearing a black body stocking. Now that is different, I thought to myself, what a novel way to wash a piece of lingerie.

Wait, who is she and why is she in my shower? I wanted to go in and confront her but part of me wanted to just stand there and watch. She turned slowly, letting the water flow down her incredible curves. I could feel my cock swelling in my shorts. Her hands moved over her body, stimulating her erect nipples, squeezing her breasts, gliding over her flat stomach and down to her pussy. Her eyes were closed and she placed her back against the tiled wall and slid down until her lovely ass touched one of the shower benches. Reaching to her right she changed from the standard shower nozzle to the overhead rain shower head. Her legs spread wide as the fingers of her left hand entered her pussy while her right hand fondled her breasts.

I stood there, mouth a gape and my cock soaking the front of my shorts. What do I do? My hand seemed to know as it found its way to my dick and started to pump away. I pulled off my sweat soaked t-shirt escort bağcılar and managed to get my shorts down to my ankles. I stepped out of my old tennis shoes and stroked my cock to the incredible woman masturbating in my shower. I could hear her moan over the hiss of the shower nozzle as she continued to pleasure herself. I couldn’t take it any longer. I pushed open the bathroom door and walked to the shower. She didn’t seem to notice me or didn’t care. I opened the glass shower door and stepped in, closing it behind me.

“Mmmmmmm…I was wondering when you were going to join me,” she said in a sultry voice. She opened her eyes, and beaconed me closer with the curling of one of her manicured fingers.

“How did you get here?” I asked more than a little confused.

“I need you to help me,” she said as I moved closed. She took my hand from my cock and pulled me down to my knees in front of her. She placed my hand on her warm wet nylon encased thigh, putting her hand on my head and pulling me forward to her open pussy.

I just went with it, placing my other hand on her opposite thigh. I pulled her to me until her ass was at the edge of the bench. I then spread her legs wide and placed them over my shoulders. The water cascading down on us made her body stocking look extra slick. Her pussy lips were open and I could see her swollen clit throbbing before my eyes. These erotic images were making my cock even more painfully hard. I kissed her pussy softly at first then more firmly. I moved my kisses down along her pulsing pussy lips. She rocked her hips up exposing her whole over heated sex to my attentions. I flattened istanbul eskort my tongue and ran it back up to her hard clit. Sucking it into my mouth, my tongue flicked lightly over her sensitive bud. Her body shook as my assault on her clit continued.

“Oh my god baby…That feels wonderful…don’t stop…Aaaahhhh…mmmmm…” she moaned and squirmed as I devoured her pussy.

My hands ran over her stomach and thighs, feeling the firmness of her muscles through her silky body stocking. It was an addictive feeling, soft, luxurious, and absolutely sexy! I released her clit and licked my way back down to her wet opening, stabbing my tongue deep inside her.

“Aaaaahhhhh…” she cried as her body arched up, lifting her ass off the tiled bench.

I tried to bury more of my tongue even deeper into her grasping hole. My mouth was being flooded with her juices mixed with the water flowing over her body, and I was drinking it all in. I returned to her clit and replaced my tongue in her pussy with the middle finger of my right hand. I curled my finger circling the tip inside her. I sucked hard on her clit and nipped it with my teeth then flicked it with my tongue. I added a second finger and I felt the convulsions in her pussy begin. Her breathing was coming in short gasps and her thighs were quivering.

“Yes…yes…yes…that’s it baby, I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cum…YES!” she screamed and her thighs clamped tightly around my head.

I held my breath and didn’t stop what I was doing. Her hips thrust into my face as if she was going to force me inside her. I wasn’t about to let up, giving her pleasure became my mission. As her orgasm crashed escort güngören over her, my lungs were burning from the lack of air but I ignored it as best I could. My fingers were being crushed by the clenching muscles of her love tunnel. Her tremors began to subside and she released my head from the death grip of her silken thighs.

She placed her hands on my cheeks as I gently licked her pussy while she came down from her orgasmic high. Every time my tongue touched her sensitive clit, her body shook uncontrollably. When she couldn’t take any more, she pulled me up to her face and kissed me hard on the lips. Her legs came up and wrapped around my waist, squeezing tightly. I pressed my hips forward and felt my cock touch her dripping pussy. With a bit of effort I managed to sink the head of my cock into her well lubed pussy.

“Mmmmmmmm…” she moaned as we maintained our passionate kiss.

I picked her up, impaling her completely on my rigid dick. I turned around and sat on the bench. She grunted and moaned and thrust her hips like an animal in heat. I could tell she was cumming again. My cock was being squeezed and pulled in the most incredible ways. I couldn’t take much more as I felt my balls begin to tighten. I thrust up to meet her moves and she went wild.

“Fuck me…fuck me…yes…yes…Oh god…oh god…fuck me!”

“Aaaaaahhhhh…I’m cumming!” I shouted as the first shot of my cum fired into her steamy pussy.

My eyes flew open as I shuddered. I saw my cock had tented my shorts as a large wet spot formed. It took a second to get my bearings as my cum drenched me in my clothes. I sat up straight and realized I was sitting in my chair.

“Shit!” I exclaimed as I sank back into my recliner.

I closed my eyes again trying to calm my breathing. What the hell just happened? I can’t believe I just had a wet dream. I laughed and thought to myself that I really needed to take a shower now. My eyes opened again. What is that I’m hearing? It sounds like my shower!

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The summer sun warmed my body as I lay on the blanket watching as Judy ambles up the sandy beach from a dip in the river. It was especially pleasant being with her at the old swimming hole with no one else around to interfere with our time together. “It certainly pays to come on a week day,” I thought. This beautiful creature was pulling at her bikini top, putting everything in place, as her long legs made graceful strides up the beach toward me. I loved to watch her when she wasn’t aware of me watching. She was so innocently beautiful when she was just being herself.

“What are you staring at?” she said with a smile.

“Just you babe,” I replied. “I never get tired of looking at you”.

She stood over me, blocking the sun from my eyes and dripping cool water on my stomach, her long legs straddling my hips. There were loose hairs protruding from her Bikini bottoms that caught my attention. I reached up to playfully pull on them but she was too fast for me. She jumped to the side, accidentally kicking sand in my eyes. “Ow! Damn,” I yelled jumping up.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get sand in your eyes,” she said leading me to the water. I flushed my eyes with the cool water until I was sure they were clean. Still feigning pain I let her get close and then grabbed her about the waist and flung her over my shoulder into the water behind me.

She surfaced spitting and sputtering, “Damn you!…I said I was sorry.”

“Now we’re both sorry,” I said as I chased her to the beach. Grabbing for her I caught escort çapa her bikini bottoms and exposed her sweet shapely ass. Like the Coppertone kid, she had a prominent tan line that accented her beautiful white ass.

“Hey,” she squealed pulling them up again.

“Come here you,” I said taking her in my arms. I planted a passionate kiss squarely on her lips. We stumbled through the sand, still locked in our embrace, slowly I lowered her to the blanket. We kissed long and deeply in the warmth of the light summer breeze.

Sunlight played through the trees and danced among the shadows it made. The river quietly rolled past in its unceasing journey to the sea. The breeze brought our wet skin alive, once again together in paradise. Judy lived in southern California and was going to school there, more than 400 miles away from our paradise for two. It was only during her summer vacations and a few other times throughout the year that we could spend time together. Ours was a long distance relationship that taught us to make these moments count, and we had learned to do that very well indeed.

I rolled her wet top down under her beautiful and bountiful breasts, revealing their strawberry nipples, erect and cold against my lips. Sucking one into my mouth I swirled my tongue around it and pulled at its hardness with my lips. She moaned with pleasure and instinctively reached for the bulge pressing against her leg. In minutes our suit bottoms were discarded beside our nude, istanbul eskort hungry bodies. Kissing and touching each other, we couldn’t get enough of each other during these short times.

Locked in our naked embrace, we celebrated the joy of being together again. She moved down my chest kissing as she went until her soft, warm mouth enveloped my shaft. Moving into a sixty-nine position, she ground her hips into my face. Her sex, so sweet to taste, I cherished each minute we spent loving each other. Flicking and teasing her clit made her squirm. I wanted badly to be inside her so we rolled over and I maneuvered between her legs. She was wet with desire. I played my cock up and down her slit until it was slick with that wetness. Her pussy hot and tight around me, I slowly pressed my way in, feeling her body yield to accept my swollen member. She clasped her arms and legs around me and held me tight within her depths a few moments before beginning a slow rocking motion that pulled deliciously on my shaft. Her strong muscles contracting and releasing around me. I was flush with desire, feeling as though I would burst with each heartbeat.

A breeze rustled through the cottonwood trees creating nature’s applause and songbirds called in the distance. The setting was so tranquil and serene that we felt no need to hurry our lovemaking. We rocked together for what seemed like an eternity until my body forced a gradual picked up in tempo. Thrusting faster now, I felt our mutual release close at hand. Judy escort fatih was moaning softly with each stroke of my cock. Our eyes, locked onto one another’s in our smoldering passion, her hands gripped at the blanket tightly. She spread her legs farther apart as if to devour me in her hunger. At last, our voices rang out together in a chorus of pleasure. I felt my orgasm race from its depths through my burgeoning dick, bathing her insides with a white hot surge, and then another and another. The sound of crashing surf was in my ears as wave after wave of this wonderful orgasm washed over me. Returning to my senses, I saw that Judy was yet in the throes of her passion and instinctively I push deep within her to touch that spot, sending her once again to a mind-shattering crescendo. I collapse on top of her, kissing her hair and forehead as we both fought to catch our labored breath.

The light squeak of brakes was my first indication that civilization was intruding on our idyllic world. My head snapped up and I was staring at a car full of wide-eyed women and children not 50 feet away from us. It took the driver a few seconds to recognize and respond to what was happening. She put the car in reverse and back hurriedly away. The look on their faces was priceless. They backed nearly the whole quarter mile to a turn around before disappearing over the top of the levee in a cloud of dust. Judy and I looked at each other and exploded into laughter. We had been so engrossed in our lovemaking we had not heard the car coming as it bounced and squeaked along the bumpy river bottom trail.

We donned our swimsuits and took a quick dip to cool off, still giggling about being caught in the act. We gathered our things, mounted my motorcycle and left the scene of the crime. That summer was promising to be a memorable one…and it was.

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We got off the train and made our way to the exit of the sprawling building which looked more like a giant shopping centre than a train station. It was early evening – around half past seven – and as we made our way through the heart of the central business district, the twilight sun peeked out at us between the skyscrapers. It had been a scorcher of a day – the hottest of summer yet. Not the best day to pick for heading to a distant riverside regional town, whose claim to fame was being a paddle steamer port. As it turned out, the very day we chose to make the three-and-a-half hour train journey was the day the paddle steamers weren’t plying. We spent a couple of hours in the sweltering heat, then took the next (and last) available train back to the big city.

We were bummed out, but the day wasn’t over yet, and we decided to make the best of the time we had left. Wandering through the laneways, we found a decent Korean BBQ restaurant, and sat down to eat. Each of us ordered a dish that we’d never tried before. Our order was taken by a male waiter. Then we decided to try out some Korean beers as well, and the waitstaff who took our order of drinks was a cute Asian woman. I asked for her recommendation, and she brought me a refreshing lager to go with the food I’d ordered. I and my companions stayed in the restaurant for about two hours, eating, drinking and chatting. Although a couple of tables adjacent to ours were occupied by some very pretty women, I kept stealing glances over at our waitress. Her almond-shaped eyes sat atop a slim nose and lightly painted lips. Underneath her apron, she wore a yellow off-shoulder dress that seemed rather expensive. Once, when she caught me looking, I smiled. She smiled back.

We ordered two more rounds of beer. The third time, it was the male waiter who brought us our drinks. I looked around to find the waitress, but she was nowhere in sight. She must have finished her shift. We got up and went to the counter to pay. I took care of everyone’s drinks bill, and headed out. We hadn’t realised this, but we were in Koreatown. Around us there stood numerous bars and restaurants brimming with patrons. Their interiors were dimly lit. The night had only just started to sweep in. It seemed like if you hurried, you could still catch up to the dusk sun on its way.

It was still warm outside, and we’d just had a spicy meal. Forehead covered in a sheen of sweat, I lead the way to a nearby bar. A prop-up chalkboard outside advertised cheap soju. Never one to say no to trying out new kinds of liquor, I ordered two pint-bottles for us. Judging by the colour of the bottles, one could be forgiven for mistaking the contents for beer. But soju has 4 times the alcohol by volume content than beer, and is meant to be downed using shot glasses.

We took up a corner table. I poured the drink out for everyone, and ten minutes later we were already three shots down each. Then two of the guys dropped out of contention, citing dull excuses about work the next day. Now it was just me and my flatmate who were drinking. We paced ourselves as the drink hit us. We drank two more shots each over the next quarter-hour while we chatted. I looked over at the bar, and there was the waitress from the restaurant. She seemed unaccompanied. On the pretext of getting another bottle, I left the table and made my way over.

“Do they serve better alcohol here than your restaurant?” I asked, sitting down.

She smiled at me. Without the apron on, her dress looked even better on her. It hugged her tight and rode up her legs as she crossed them.

“The boss keeps it locked up. For diners only, he tells us. If it were up to him, he’d keep the bar service open till the last bottle was sold.” she replied.

Just wish I could be the one to order the last one and you’d still be around to pour it for me, I thought to myself.

“Hey, thanks for suggesting the lager earlier. It went beautifully with the food.” I said.

“I’m glad you liked it.”

“Now I know what drink to order in a Korean restaurant without feeling awkward.”

“My pleasure. I know the feeling.”

“Can I buy you a drink?”

“Sure.”

I asked the bartender to bring us two of what my companion was having.

“I never did get your name.” I said as we waited for the drinks to be served.

“Su-jin. But everyone calls me Sue.”

I raised my glass to hers.

“To Korean lager, and to having bosses who aren’t tight-arsed.”

She laughed and we started talking. Sue was from South Korea, but had migrated five-thousand miles away to this city, about seven years ago. She got herself a degree a couple of years ago and secured a job as a personal assistant to the MOMA curator. But on some nights like this one, she helped out at her aunt’s restaurant.

“Hold on, so your manager at the restaurant is actually your aunt?” I asked.

“I wish! It’s her son, who seems to have inherited his father’s ways in running a business. Not that konulu porno he’s as successful, though.”

“Horses for courses, I guess.”

I paused for a couple of moments, and took a sip out of my glass.

“But it’s admirable that even though you work in a relatively high-profile job, you find time and energy to help out at the restaurant.” I said, looking into her eyes.

“Yeah. It feels like a getaway, you know. Dealing with arrogant artists, who spend more time gloating over work they did two years ago than creating anew, and mindless millionaires who buy art just to impress someone’s pants off – it starts getting to me if I go at it for too long. I come from a small town in South Korea no-one’s heard of. For the past year I’ve been spending every other night at exhibition launch parties or doing dinners atop skyscrapers with jet-setting clientele. I need to stay on top of the gallery’s schedule, organise events, manage the curator’s appointments and sit in on meetings, supervise installations, field calls from terse secretaries – who sometimes can’t even speak English and want their boss’s art deliveries yesterday, chase down insurance and security companies for every new installation; and I’m expected to do it all with a big fat smile plastered on my face the whole time. I can deal with all this work and more, but it’s just the pretence and politics that I can’t bear.”

Sue broke off as she stared into her glass. Her long brown hair fell over her face. I had an urge to run my fingers through it. After taking a moment, she looked back up.

“And that’s why I try to find time to come here and help out. It’s hard, messy, sweaty work. One day you might have a kid puke on your trousers, and on another day you might get yelled at by a half-drunk diner who messed up his order and blames you for it. But it’s a purge. A purge of ego, conceit, and greed. Keeps me balanced. I don’t know what’ll happen the day I start getting used to that life.”

Sue looked down again. She seemed tired.

“I bet it wouldn’t change you as a person.” I said softly.

“How do you figure?”

“I think you understand how that level of fame and wealth affects people, and I can see that doesn’t sit right with you. It’s like an uncomfortable dress that you wear. I think the day you start getting used to the dress, you’ll shrug it off, because it doesn’t define you.”

I took another sip. I was buzzing. The lager and the soju were loosening me up. The next few sentences rolled off my mouth before I realised what I was saying.

“You’ll peel off the straps, shimmy out of the fabric and step out, naked into the world. Your decision to go the other way will be as liberating as the feeling of a cool breeze on your skin. You’ll start walking, or perhaps even running, towards your calling. It’ll be something big, something satisfying. Like diving off a cliff on a hot summer day into the ocean. You’ll go under for a few seconds – holding your breath, trying to figure out which way is up – but when your head breaks the surface, your first breath of air will remind you why you took the dress off in the first place…”

I stopped. Sue was looking at me in a funny way. Her brow was furrowed, one hand on her hip, other on the counter. Her glass was empty. My brain caught up with my words a couple of seconds later and my ears started burning. Here I was, spewing nonsense about stripping naked, to someone I’d only met two hours ago. Idiot.

“Uhhhh… look… I don’t think I…” I stuttered.

Sue grabbed my hand.

“Come with me. I want to show you something.”

My friends forgotten, I let Sue lead me out of the bar, into the cool night. I followed her unsteadily, fumbling over curbs, trying to avoid walking into other pedestrians. We walked across a couple of blocks, zig-zagging through laneways.

“Where are we going?” I called out to Sue’s back, now a couple of metres ahead of me. She was walking fast, and soon brought me to a construction site. We climbed on a car, and clambered over the timber hoarding into the construction compound. Sue led me into the half-built skyscraper. Taking off her platform shoes, she started ascending the stairs. We climbed about fifteen floors, through the heart of latticed brick and metal. Wiring, insulation, plumbing and ducting lay about. A few lights dimly lit up the stairway landings on each floor. By the time we’d finished climbing, I’d managed to sweat all the booze out of my system. Taking laboured breaths, Sue made her way to one of the corners of the building, into a large space which was obviously destined to be either a penthouse suite or a posh office.

“This is what I wanted to show you. This has been my place of escape, for the past couple of months. I come here on nights when the restaurant doesn’t need me and I can’t shrug the smell of frame varnish off my nostrils.” Sue said, arms stretched out, as if to embrace the hd porno openness of the space. Bare concrete walls surrounded us. Enveloping the building were columns of scaffolding. The night wind drifted through the criss-crossed metal, whistling lightly. We were high enough above street level as to not be able to hear the traffic below. An almost cavernous silence greeted us, the kind you can feel only when you’re surrounded by millions of tonnes of concrete and steel.

“This will one day be my office.” Sue continued. “I’m going to run an interior-decorating business out of this place. That’s the dream.”

“That’s an impressive dream, Sue.” I said. “And it takes a lot of courage to dream this big.”

“I know. It keeps me going. I come here to meditate, and visualise my office of the future. Walls bathed in soft pastel shades. Employees bustling about. Orders being placed. Phones ringing with satisfied clients. Referrals, expansion, city and country-hopping. And it’s all going to start here.”

“Wow.” I found words failing me. I roamed around. A Step ladder, wooden beams, tool drawers, portable air-conditioning equipment, and a tarp were some of the items spread around the area.

“I’m tired of selling art to people who pretend to have taste. All this while I’ve been a glorified interior decorator for the rich. The first time I saw this building, towering over MOMA, I knew I had to come up here. I had to rise above the craziness.”

I went over to one of the floor-to-ceiling plate glass windows and looked out at the city below, sprawled out like luminescent algae in the sea. Sue’s voice softened.

“Since I started coming here, you’re the first person who understood my efforts to find balance. Also, that thing you said about diving off a cliff – it put into words what I’ve felt for a while, but could never phrase in such a manner. It resonated with me… as did the part about taking off the dress.”

I turned around to face her.

“Hey, I was talking out of my a…” I started.

Words caught in my throat as my eyes found Sue slowly slipping her arms out of the straps. She hooked her thumbs inside the neck and pulled the dress down her body. Stepping out of it, she reached behind her and unhooked her strapless bra. Her round, pert breasts came into view, taut skin flushing red, glistening with the sweat of exertion. She stepped towards me.

“I want to be as naked as this place is right now. Naked before I take the plunge. Naked before my body hits the water. Naked in front of someone who understands, and can see me for what I am, not what I dress up to be.”

Sue wrapped her arms behind my neck and pressed her body into mine. Her face was less than an inch away from mine, eyes boring into me. The smell of expensive perfume, intermingled with that of sweat, filled my nostrils.

“I want to be naked with you… before the world sees me that way.”

She pressed her lips softly into mine. I reciprocated. One hand on her shoulder, the other one on the small of her back. Her mouth was soft and yielding. I kissed her tenderly at first, revelling in the fullness of her lips, taking in the smoothness of her skin. We gradually turned the dial up. I pulled her hips into my groin. My other hand slithered from her shoulder to the back of her neck. Sue’s nipples grew hard and dug into my chest through my shirt. I groaned and gingerly flicked the tip of my tongue across her lips. Her mouth parted wider to let me in. Our tongues met and started getting acquainted with each other. Our breaths grew faster. My erection bulged through my shorts and pressed into her crotch. She ground her pelvis onto it.

I broke off the kiss to take my shirt off. My shorts were next to go. I picked Sue up and carried her over to a tools drawer resting against a wall. I sat her down on top of it and we began eagerly French kissing again. The drawer made her sit up a foot higher than me so she had to lean down to kiss me. My mouth left her lips to find the side of her neck. Sue giggled and then moaned as I kissed and licked down her neck to her collarbone, and on to the tops of her breasts. My hand massaged one breast as my mouth found the areola on the other and sucked on it. Blood rushed into her nipple and I gave it a flick with my tongue. She groaned and arched her back into my face. I sucked, licked, squeezed and kneaded her ample tits as my other hand rubbed the top of her thigh. The space was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and moaning as I worked her up.

The hand on her thigh went up to her groin. My fingerstips gently caressed her pussy through the fabric of her panties. Heat almost radiated from her sex, and the gusset was damp with her arousal. My fingers came together and started rubbing her crotch harder, making her grab my wrist with one hand. The other one was over my ear, alternately grabbing it and rubbing the side of my head. Her breaths came in short, shuddering gasps as my Ensest Seks hands and mouth stimulated her most sensitive nerve endings. I slipped my hand inside her panties, sliding my fingers down her feather-soft, curly pubes, and reached her warm, wet opening. She shuddered as my palm cupped her mound and stroked her labia and clit. It didn’t take very long to bring her to the peak.

Sue’s moaning grew louder, and she cried out as the first wave of orgasm hit her. I lapped away hungrily at her engorged nipple as she pushed my head down onto her chest. Her grip on my wrist turned vice-like and she tensed up, mouth open in a half-cry. Her heart hammered through her ribs, pumping warm blood through her arteries into her engorged labia. She shuddered as the little death temporarily released her from its hold. Her grip on my hand loosened and she relaxed. I broke off and stepped back. This gorgeous woman lay on top of the tools drawer, leaning back against the bare concrete wall, her skin slick with perspiration, her pussy dripping onto the cold metal. My cock raged inside my boxers at the sight.

Sue rose up and climbed off the drawer. I stood still as she came up to me. She kissed and bit my lip, and her hands ran over my hairy chest. Then they slowly slid down to the waistband of my boxers, slipped in and grabbed my cock. Sue started stroking me, while still planting kisses all over my face. Her other hand circled my nipple with its fingertips. My stiff member throbbed and pulsed in her grip. I grabbed the base of her skull, my fingers entwined with her satin locks. Gently massaging her tit with the other, I gave it a light smack every now and then. She shuddered every time my palm came down on the erect nub.

Leaning her head back a little, she took my arm and led me to a pile of folded tarp. Pushing my back on to it, she lowered herself on top of my till her head was between my raised knees. Grabbing my shaft, she looked into my eyes as she started stroking it again. I swelled in her hand as her fist massaged me to full attention. Then, smiling, she lowered her mouth down on it. Her peach lips puckered as they slid up and down my member. Her tongue licked the underside of my cock, and its tip flicked the sensitive head on each upwards stroke. I gasped every time.

It was a fantastic sight. I looked down at this beautiful woman blowing me, here in this unfinished building. The moon shone through the windows, its light bouncing off her lustrous locks. Her head bobbed up and down and her fingers gently massaged my balls. She kept this up for what must have been only minutes, but seemed like hours as she made my butt clench and body convulse with pleasure. As my balls started to grow tight, she sensed my imminent climax and pulled her head back. My cock, veiny and glistening with her saliva, stood twitching. Sue got on her feet and helped me up. Pressing her body into mine, she leaned in to the side of my face.

“Take me here.” She whispered.

I don’t know what came over me then and there. Never had I felt so entranced by someone. My hands let go of the steering wheel and someone else took over. Not wasting any time, I led her to the mobile work platform lying in one corner. It was a platform with laddered sides and wheels underneath, which were currently locked to prevent the platform rolling around. I grabbed the back of her neck and shoved her head in through the rungs of one of the laddered sides. I shoved her hips roughly against the ladder and kicked her feet apart.

Now she was bent over at the waist, her ass facing me. Her legs were outside the platform, while her head and torso were inside. Her panties framed her puffy mound. Sue grabbed the horizontal bars, which formed an enclosure around the platform, for support. I grabbed my cock and pulled the panties to the side. I teased her opening with the tip of my shaft. She moaned and I felt her body vibrate with need. Needing no further invitation, I pushed and entered her.

Her pussy felt like liquid satin. We both groaned as I first bottomed out in her. Retracting almost all the way out, I grabbed her hips before thrusting in again. I fucked Sue in a steady rhythm for a couple of minutes. The platform rocked with my thrusts. From my point of view, I could see the muscles in her back undulating as she held on the horizontal bars. The bones in her spine jutted out as small bumps under her skin. Her hair fell to one side of her head, leaving a tantalising sliver of pale skin on the nape of her neck exposed.

“yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah baby fuck me just like that. just like that baby oh fuck yeah…” Sue moaned with each thrust.

Sue pulled herself up on the bars and arched her back. I was driven wild by her body. She seemed to be ravishing me just as much as I was doing her. I reached in through the ladder rungs to grab a fistful of her hair. I wrapped her locks around my fist till her back straightened up. I could feel her tensing so I could tell she was close to another climax. I grabbed the waistband of her panties for added leverage and thrust harder into her. My balls slapped against her clit, and her skin rippled outward every time my pelvis smacked into her ass. Sue let one of the bars go, reached down between her legs and started rubbing her clit.

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