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I work in the training department of a large financial services company. Recently I had to proctor a professional exam–sit in a room for a few hours and watch four of our employees take one in a seemingly endless series of exams people in the industry are always facing. Salaries, bonuses, even the security of their jobs are tied to their performance on exams like these, but I’d never fully appreciated how high the stakes were for some of them until today.

I passed out the exam papers, and then sat idly by as they began. I read the sports section, worked a little on a report I had due, but I was distracted by one woman in the back of the room. She kept shifting around in her seat, anxious. Light brown hair tied up in a loose knot, dark green eyes. She wore a low cut, black button-down sweater that showed off her smooth, pale skin and luscious cleavage. She was attractive, and the way she sat, nervously swinging her knees together then apart beneath her desk made me want to crawl under the table for a taste. My mouth dried, I licked my lips, and she caught me staring. I tried to look away quickly, but I swear there was a smirk on her face. She was probably used to being stared at.

A couple of hours passed, with me continuing to steal furtive glances, and her continuing to shift about in her chair. One of the other employees finished and left, distracting me momentarily. When I looked back at Miriam, she’d pulled her coat over her shoulders. I didn’t find the room cold, and clearly neither did she as she opened the top two buttons of her sweater. I could clearly see the swell of her breast, and more than a hint of purple lace from her bra, but the jacket draped across her shoulders shielded her from the view of the other two examinees. These two soon finished fatih escort and left as well, leaving me and Miriam alone in the exam room. I stared openly at her.

She reclined back in her chair, looking directly back at me. She reached up and freed her hair, running her hands through it.

“This exam is so tough, there’s so much to remember,” she complained. “I’m never going to pass this without a miracle…” She left it hanging, and while I could see where this might be going, I wanted to see if she’d have the nerve to press.

“I don’t know the first thing about underwriting, I’m of no help.” It was true, I couldn’t have helped if I’d wanted to.

“Well, maybe not you per se, but maybe I could just peek at the other three exams?”

“Are you crazy?” So she did have the nerve.

“No! I’m gonna lose my job if I don’t do well on this. I can’t let that happen. I’ll do anything. Anything!” Her legs were spread wide apart, and she began rubbing herself through her pants. “Please, you’ve got to help me!”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Let me see the other exams. Its a multiple choice test, I’ll just take a consensus of the other people’s answers and go with the averages. You give me those exams, and I’ll give you myself.”

I took the three completed exams and walked over to her. “Take off that sweater.” She shucked off the coat, and then removed the sweater. “The bra too.” She reached around and unhooked it. It slid into her lap. Her tits had to be a good B or a small C. Nice, firm. Her nipples stood straight out. Miriam just looked up at me, and I tossed the papers on her desk. “Half an hour with these, then half an hour with me.”

She made good use of her time, then finally slammed down her pencil. “Well, your turn,” şişli escort she said, looking at me coyly.

“Take off your clothes.”

She stood and kicked off her shoes, undid her pants and slid them off. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her little panties, and slid those off as well. Her pussy had very little hair, which I liked. I stood and walked over to her, took her face in my hands and leaned in for a kiss. Her lips were soft and warm, and readily parted for me. Our tongues met, and my hands teased along her neck and back. I pushed her back against the table, and she sat on its edge. I kissed down her neck, palmed her tits in my hands and felt her hard little nipples press back against me. I took one in my mouth, flicking it with my tongue while teasing it against my teeth. My hands wandered all over her body. She pressed down on the top of my head, and I kissed my way down her stomach. I knelt on the floor before her, and trailed my tongue along the insides of her thighs, and over her mons.

“Eat me,” she pleaded. She was wet, and I could smell her excitement. I licked her outer lips, and she squirmed, trying to force my tongue inside her. Finally, with one long, languid lap of my tongue, I parted her lips and delved inside her. I licked my way to her clit, and she squeezed my head between her legs. I lapped at her pussy and flicked at her clit with each upstroke. I brought my hand up and slid a finger inside her, leaving my mouth free to suck on her clit. I sucked it hard into my mouth, nuzzling it with my teeth and flicking it with my tongue. The intense sensations soon brought her to orgasm. She squeezed more tightly with her legs, and grabbed the back of my head, rocking her hips into my face. She muffled her cries bakırköy escort the best she could, but her long wail really turned me on.

I didn’t want to stop, I wanted to get her off again. I let up a little as she rode the wave, kissing her pussy tenderly, but never stopping. Soon I built up my intensity once more.

“Ohhhhhhh, again, AGAIN!” She pleaded. “Eat me, eat my pussy, I wanna come again!” Like a piston my finger rocketed in and out of her wet pussy, my tongue mercilessly lapping at her swollen clit. “Yeah, yeah, yeahhhhhhahhhh!” Her hips bucked and spasmed of their own volition. I looked up at her flushed face, her eyes close, a blissful smile on her face. I stood and threw off my pants and underwear. I was slick with precum, and started stroking myself. Her eyes opened, and she licked her lips in anticipation. “Sit,” she said.

I sat in her chair, and she slid down off the edge of the table and knelt before me now. She rested her arms on my thighs, and devoured my cock in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the sensitive underside of my cock, and now I was the one moaning. Her left hand tickled my ball sack, and her right grabbed the base of my throbbing cock. Her head bobbed up and down on my shaft, and her hand started jerking me in tandem. There was no way I was going to last. “I’m going to come, Miriam!” She quickened her pace, eyes looking up at me.

“Ungh, ungh, yes, oh, here it comes!” I blasted shot after shot of come into her mouth, and she feverishly swallowed it down, gulping and slurping. She slowed her movements, tenderly licking me clean. She rose and began to dress, and walked out of the room. I straightened myself up and left soon after as well. As I gathered up the papers from her table, I noticed the puddle of juices she’d left when I’d been eating her out. I smiled and left it there, wondering if the next person in would realize what it was. I don’t know how Miriam scored on the test, but she’s still on the company directory. I can’t wait for the next round of exams.

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My mouth watered as he walked into the hallway from the elevator. I had eaten lunch just one hour before, but I was hungry. Not for food, but what this guy could do to me.

He was six feet tall, and older than my twenty four years, yet handsome, probably over forty. My blond hair didn’t match his peppered black hair. There was a presence about him I could not explain. His trim body looked good in his collared shirt and his ass fit well in those jeans he was currently wearing. I felt excited until I saw my boss step out of the elevator behind him.

Unconsciously, I stood. I never understood why I did this when I talked to her. It just felt like I was slacking when I was sitting around her. She was the President’s administrative assistant, and she held power over all of us admins under her. Not an unattractive woman, and she always dressed extremely well. Today, she seemed distracted as she chatted with David.

Their voices got loud enough for me to hear a conversation that had started probably on a different floor.

“I don’t want to find a replacement for her – she works well on her floor. All the second line managers like her.”

David raised his hand as if to swat a fly. “Things are starting to change, Diane, and I need my project to advance. To hell with their ‘likes’ – if this contract doesn’t sell, all of them will be in the unemployment line.”

I felt like they could be talking about me and it made me nervous. I didn’t want to lose my job now – yesterday it just got interesting.

David stopped in front of me, smiled, and asked me directly. “How did you sleep?”

Diane looked at both of us, then begged David, “Please, David, she has worked there for three years, and it will take me months to train someone new.”

“Fine.” I said quickly. This was it. I felt like I was getting fired, only there was no security guard in sight. I guess they didn’t consider me much of a physical risk. I felt like crying, and I knew I wouldn’t try to fight anyone.

His Southern European face went into a grimace as he turned from me back to Diane. I could see his chest inflate under his blue shirt. Was this how it starts?

“Look, she has talent. This company needs it, and you…” He pointed a finger at her. “You are the best I ever met when placed in a difficult situation. Get her on that plane tomorrow. Hold her hand on the plane if you have to, but this level of negotiating requires her skillset.”

“She’s a fucking slut.” Diane said softly.

Before my eyes, David grabbed Diane by her designer styled hair and forced her head to the table in a split second. I stepped back at the sound of her head hitting my desk with a thud. He held her there and loomed over her.

“You will never disrespect your daughter in my presence again. Unlike these snowflakes you work with, I will kick your ass before anyone could stop me. “

“I am sorry David!” She cried.

I was in shock and turned on at the same time. This guy was crazy and – I thought suddenly – dangerous.

I picked up the phone receiver and started to dial security. Diane stopped my hand from pushing the buttons. “No, Linda, it’s ok.”

“Let her call.” David said seriously.

“Please David, I will do as you ask. I am so sorry.”

He let up on her hair and her head rose slowly off my desk. I could see tears in her eyes. Was she hurt? What kind of guy does this? Diane’s hair was in disarray and her mascara had run down her right cheek.

He turned and started walking back to the elevator.

“Quick, go with him. I’ll cover your desk,” she begged.

I looked at her in horror.

Did she not know? I felt like I was a slut now, chasing after him in a rush. I got in the elevator as the doors were about to close, but I had made it.

I looked at him. He was staring at the wall of the elevator away from me. No floor was pushed, so from my own experience this car would stay here until it was called to another floor. The dark wood interior felt confining. Yet, this same elevator had us kissing in it yesterday. My face blushed.

He turned and his eyes widened. He was surprised to see me. He didn’t say anything as he touched the button for his floor. The car moved.

He whisked past me and I followed him. Diane’s assistant was sitting there in her normal spot. Talking on the phone, which was how I always saw her. She waved to me, and smiled. I smiled back, but I felt dirty.

We walked passed the big double doors and into the same room we were yesterday.

He locked the door behind us. He sat on the couch, not talking. The awkward pause made me talk first.

“She thinks her own daughter is a slut?” I asked, at least five feet away from him.

“She may be, but it pisses me off when a mother refers to their kid that way. I don’t want to play today. Why don’t you just go back to your desk?”

My heart ached for him, but I had so little information and I fucking couldn’t stop the questions.

“I will, eventually. Who, who is her daughter?”

He sincan escort sighed. “Third floor, receptionist like you, I guess.”

I knew of her, but rarely ever saw her. She reminded me of Diane in some ways, but the few times I talked to her she was quite charming. She had dark black hair and probably was two years younger than me. I was instantly jealous of whatever plans he had for her. I didn’t know Diane was related to her, but it seemed surreal.

I decided to drop it.

“Why did you come see me today?” I asked.

“Well, I was coming to convince you to come back here, but Diane followed me with her personal issues.”

“Have you fucked her too?” I asked to test him. I was hoping that he would answer with something other than a yes.

“Both of them, but at different times, never together,” he said seriously.

My mouth dropped. He fucked both Diane and her daughter. The thought disgusted me and turned me on at the same time. I hadn’t heard any of this in the company gossip. Why was he telling me this now?

“Was either the woman last night?”

“Diane, now you know. What are you going to do with the information?” he asked, seemingly not caring.

I had never pictured Diane nude since I had been here. But I knew what he looked like, and I felt betrayed. Only I couldn’t be, because he seemed so sincere. He had told me upfront that was his plan last night. Putting a face on the woman he fucked didn’t make it easier for me, however.

He kicked off his shoes. Well, he wasn’t going to chase me down now barefoot through the hallway, I thought.

He unbuckled his belt. I got a bit nervous.

He unsnapped the button on his jeans with his left hand. I watched, waiting for a sign or something.

He slowly unzipped his fly with his right hand. My breathing got heavy.

I flung my hair back and laughed to ease the tension in the room.

I expected him to stop. No one does this. He pulled down his pants and off his legs.

I eased to the door. He didn’t stop me. He took off his socks.

I was leaning on the door as he pulled his shiny blue boxers off.

I had one hand on the door knob lever when his shirt came off and he sat back onto the brown leather sofa.

If I opened the door, I could be exposing him to whoever was on the other side. They would see me coming from a room with a totally naked man. I really didn’t think I could talk my way out it.

I turned towards him. He was waving his cock at me, smirking. It was only semi-hard, but it was funny to me.

I let go of the door handle. I sighed. I could have been thinking many things, but sex was predominant in my mind. What the hell, a blowjob wouldn’t hurt either of us.

I definitively wasn’t taking off my clothes. I walked to him and looked down at him. He had fucked my married boss, and her daughter. I thought he might care for both, but I just could not get over the feeling that I was the slut here. What was I? I guess I was the “friends with benefits”, but with none of the friendship. I was disgusted at myself, but I took a hold of his dick anyway.

The feel of the skin on his cock was masculine. Just touching his dick made me want to touch his whole body. I felt like I was drunk, just moving my left hand around on his chest and abs as I stroked his dick with my right hand. I felt his legs and he trembled. I felt his dick getting harder and bigger and I barely put it in my mouth when he pushed my head away and off him.

“What?” I asked.

“I am too excited. I know you were just giving me a hand job but I love when you touched my inner thighs with your nails. I really thought I was going to blow my load already. I need a breather.”

“It’s ok. I don’t mind,” I said, but I was disappointed some. I really wanted to see him lose control. It felt like it would give me power. Never mind the mess it made. Men were always more pliable after they came. I gave his dick a few quick jerks and he forcibly removed my hand this time. I laughed.

“My turn.”

“At what?” I said.

He stood up, and moved away a few feet from me. What the hell was he doing? He positioned himself into a wide standing stance and then started doing jumping jacks.

He did five, and his dick wobbled in odd directions. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt.

He then got down on the floor and started doing pushups. My head hurt because I could see his ass move up and down and I felt like my laugh box was broken from over use. I sat back on the couch, wondering when this was going to stop. I relaxed to watch.

Suddenly, he pushed himself up to a standing position and lunged for me. I squealed as his hands hit hard on either side of me on the sofa. He started to kiss me forcibly. In my shock, my mouth was wide open. I welcomed his tongue into my mouth and the wetness of my mouth, added to the saltiness of his, elevated my awareness of his manliness.

I could smell the man-sweat on him. I worried I might get my clothes soiled with it, until he demetevler escort bayan started undressing me. My red blouse was the first to leave my body, followed by my torture device of a bra next. I kicked off my shoes and spread my legs wide to invite him. I saw the red nail polish on my toes curl and disappear under my feet when he started kissing, licking my nipples and using his hands to squeeze my tits. It felt wonderful.

I stopped thinking of things…you know, things like “I have to drop by the water department tonight on the way home”, or “They will cut off my water”, and “Did I get everyone’s name on that spreadsheet? It feels like I left someone off it.”

Instead, I was thinking, “Shit! This guy is a good kisser.” It could have been the manly way he manipulated my tits, though. I swear, after only a few minutes of him touching my breasts, I came. It was a little one, but the tenseness went out of my legs and my arms didn’t have the energy to lift. I just closed my eyes and felt him taking off the rest of my clothes. I didn’t care what he did now. I was his.

I barely registered that my panties had been thrown across the room when his head went between my legs. He grazed his afternoon-shadowed face between my thighs. It tickled and I tried to close my legs to stop my giggles. His strong arms stopped me, adding to the power he had over me. I tensed to try again, testing his strength. Oh God, I could not overpower him, it was wonderful. This is how a man should be, I thought. Strong, powerful and not giving in to everything little thing I do. I could let go of all the baggage of whether he was good enough for me. I guess in some ways he was better than me, and I liked it.

His tongue took a swipe at my slit. Tingles went up my spine. Then a couple more flicks against my sensitive flesh. I looked down at him, my blond triangle of pussy hair made me think of him wearing a upside down beard with his chin buried down there. Don’t laugh I told myself, but I sure as hell was grinning ear to ear. I felt his tongue enter me. I pulled his head into me deeper. I wanted to feel his tongue all the way in there. It needed to be bigger, but it still felt good.

My audible noises sounded like, “Yes. Oh. Oh. Oh….” Followed by some squealing, and a few grunts, but I don’t want to talk about those.

He escalated my feelings of pleasure to the next level when the asshole started to hum.

“Hummmmmm….Hummmm.”

I could only take a little bit before I was trying to yank his head off with my hands, as my orgasm crashed into me. I threw my head back his hands moving to my tits, and it turned into a multiple.

“Ieeeeehhhhh” “Oahhhhh” “Oahhhhh” and aghast, a snort or two. My insides felt like gelatin. My skin felt tight on my body and my brain took a holiday somewhere. I didn’t care, this was wonderful. I closed my eyes finally and just basked in the feelings of joy when he stopped touching me.

I wish he had done that yesterday. I opened my eyes, pissed off at him. “Did you do that to Diane?”

Now he laughed. His face was slick from his chin to his chest, with either sweat or my juices, I guess. I needed an answer. I needed one now.

“You will have to ask her.”

His statement deflated me. He was cheating on me, but he did fuck her – last night, wasn’t it? I hated her because I had to share him. I hated him because he gave me such good feelings. It made no sense to hate either since neither one had done anything really wrong to me. Both of them wronged her husband, didn’t they? I didn’t know the guy, maybe he was an ass? That has to be it. Her husband is an ass.

I heard a “click” noise, like from the closing of a door. I looked at the door we had entered and it was still locked. I was scared. The other door in the room, I had never seen it opened so I didn’t think that door had opened. If someone had used a key, I think the sound would have been different.

“On your knees, Sweetheart. I want to fuck you now” he said, ignoring my concerns.

Mechanically, I positioned myself so I could look at the door we had entered. I rested my elbows on the arm of the sofa and my knees between the soft leather cushions on the sofa. I wanted to know the moment that door opened. I know, it was stupid, but I just felt like I needed to have the security that no one was peeking in while I let this stud have me.

I felt movement behind me. He placed his hands on my ass and guided his dick into my pussy. God, it felt so good. Why didn’t we do this yesterday? I looked back to see him smiling at me when he had buried his dick all the way into my orifice. I had to turn back to look at his face. I don’t know why, but he turned me on more with that look and stance. I had to hold off my orgasm this time. He had to cum. I wanted to be the best fuck he ever had. Damn that Diane! She took my cock away from me last night. Never mind that it was still attached to the man. I like it now, and wanted it then. I should have had it then too.

His long deep strokes started slow.

“Ohhhh.” I said, drawing out the word for a long time. Stroke in, stroke out, stroke in, stroke out. I had to take quicker breaths. It felt like he was touching the inside of my belly button. I heard that “Click” and the door handle never moved when I turned to watch. The button was still pressed in.

He went faster.

“God!” this had to be over soon. “Fuck me more!” Fuck, fuck, fuck…I said in my head. “Please cum for me baby! I am so close. Cum with me.” I whimpered and actively started thrusting back at him. My knees dipped a little more between the cushions and the angle of his attack changed with his tempo. I couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“I…..FUCK!!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!! It’s here!” I yelled. I forgot that I was just in an office space on the president’s floor. I creamed, and then I felt him speeding up and filling me with his own cum. I leaned forward to escape, but he moved with me and kept filling me. My tits squashed against the arm of the sofa and the coolness of the leather gave me one more small little one. I loved it.

“click” The lever didn’t move, but I turned quickly to the other door. It looked closed. It didn’t seem to faze David. The weight of him on top of me was uncomfortable, but I felt oddly and weirdly safe. After a few moments he got off me. I turned over, wondering what time it was. He got up and sat on the love seat that formed the furniture L-shape in the room.

While he was just sitting there, I got up. I went over to the other door and tried it. It opened easily.

Inside was a private executive restroom – a private restroom? There wasn’t another entry that I could see and no one was on the lone toilet. A large mirror graced the opposing wall. Well, I did feel full. So I sat on the toilet. I had left the door open but it closed on its own with a “click” after I relieved myself. The sound frightened me. Could someone have watched us? There wasn’t anyone in this room – I couldn’t see anywhere for them to hide in this small space.

I washed my hands and patted dry. David had moved to the sofa and looked to be sleeping.

I tried the door we came through, although I was still naked. I had to unlock it, and I peeked.

No one was on the other side of it. I quickly closed and locked it again. I got dressed.

David was snoring on the sofa when I chanced leaving. I knew I would have to leave the door unlocked. Since no one was on the other side, I left after gathering myself as best I could.

I went down to my desk and Diane wasn’t there. I got my cell out of my desk, a little over an hour gone. Wow, second day here and I had already fucked twice. I felt naughty. I sat behind my desk when suddenly Diane appeared behind me. I barely had time to turn around when she spoke.

“Dear, we have a little over an hour till COB – take this brush and do something with your hair.”

She knew. Her words spoken that way meant she knew. I was embarrassed. I blushed.

“Wash your face too. I’ll watch your desk, but don’t take too long.”

Stray thoughts occurred to me, but as I observed her now at this moment, she looked perfect. Her hair was “fixed” and so was her makeup. I had the overwhelming desire to say something, but I didn’t know what. Wasn’t I supposed to be mad? Or her?

I grabbed the beautiful handled brush and almost ran to the restroom. Why didn’t I notice my hair in the executive bathroom? With my lipstick partially smeared I looked like a hot mess. Damn the man. I wiped the rest of it off and brushed my hair. I felt like I was about to do battle. I was steeling myself for something. I felt like Diane knew too much, but I knew about her too. I needed to play it as cool as she had been doing.

I felt like I was wearing armor with my refreshed look. Diane was standing in front of my desk this time, touching the top of it. I guess remembering where David slammed her head.

“Did he hurt you?” I asked, although a little late.

She smiled at me. “I wish. It surprised me, but in a way I am glad he did it.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I have been having an affair with him since the day he got here. I don’t know why, other than this place bores me to death.”

Oh no, I felt sympathy for her. Wasn’t I supposed to be mad?

“He is screwing other women,” I said.

“Yea, me, my daughter, and of course you, probably others,” she said with a smile. I blushed.

“We could report him, together we have strong case.”

“That would do what? Take away my favorite cock? I know one thing – it would take away the excitement I have for this fucking place. I wasn’t designed to be a secretary. I always wanted something more. It sickens me that the more I wanted was between his legs. Do what you want, but I won’t back you up. Some sister I would make – I would rather have the dick and share it than have it taken away permanently. Why haven’t you reported it already?”

I cried, “Because I fucking love it! I love that for the whole time I been here a real man now walks around and breaks the rules to get me. I mean, he is a little above average in looks, and I know next to nothing about him, but he makes me feel good.”

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The first time I saw you was when you climbed into my car to start your first lesson.

My heart missed a few beats and I could have sworn a little quiver went through my pussy lips as they snuggled beneath my pink panties. I could see your chest muscles beneath your tight T shirt and the sight of your strong legs stretching out towards the pedals only encouraged me to glance, briefly, at the bulge in the front of your tight shorts. I vowed there and then that the next time we had a lesson I would NOT be wearing the non sexy trouser suit that I was sporting that day.

The lesson went well, for a beginner, and we indulged in a little idle chatter whilst we waited for traffic lights to change. I boldly made a few sexy remarks that could be taken two ways and smiled as I saw the bulge in your tight shorts grow a little and confirmed that you were thinking sexy thoughts, which pleased me as I was doing the same. The lesson finished 10 minutes over the allotted hour and you gently eased the car into a parking position outside your house. The date was set for the next lesson and we said our goodbyes.

On the day of the next lesson I sprayed myself a little heavier than usual with my favorite scent and chose my clothes very meticulously. I wondered if the short, lose fitting skirt that I had chosen was a little too obvious but decided to stick with it. A button down blouse only just hid my white bra. I daringly undone an extra button just to make sure my cleavage showed in the opening. As I put the finishing touches to my light but effective make up I wondered if you would be wearing your shorts again. As you climbed into the car I smiled to myself at the sight of your naked legs. I also noticed your eyes fall bashfully on my own long legs and again I wondered if I had gone too far with the shortness of my skirt. I had already practiced moving myself in my seat and was pleased to note that, at the right time, I could slide my bum forward on the seat and the whiteness of my panties would just be visible.

I thought to myself as I smiled, “God girl you are such a slut..” but you were easing the car into gear and there was nothing I could do now but to concentrate on my job and your driving.

I explained the routes I wanted you to take, advising you of when to signal, change gear ease up on the clutch and the many other maneuvers involved with driving. I smiled secretly to myself as I noticed your eyes kept darting down to take in my near naked legs and, when looking in my direction at the traffic outside my window, how your eyes focused at my bust with the little glimpse of white bra showing. My plan was working and I had your attention as I knew I would. I, in turn, glanced down at the bulge in your shorts and noted that it was slowly getting larger. I was right. Your thoughts were straying away from your driving and I was conjuring up images in my mind as to what you were actually thinking.

You were in third gear when I moved my leg to touch the gear stick. This meant that when you next changed down the gear stick would move towards me.. and sure enough a few moments later a gear change was warranted and as your hand reached for the stick it had no option but to brush against my smooth skin. You murmured a quiet apology.. “Sorry” but I noticed your hand remained on the gear stick, touching my leg, longer than was required. “No apology necessary hon.” I whispered back. And moved my leg back to the gear stick as an outright invitation for you to touch it again.

The car came to a halt at some traffic lights and I almost shivered as you suddenly placed your hand on my leg.. and slowly started to stroke it gently. I smiled at you but left my leg where it was.

“You have such lovely legs Linda” I heard you whisper in your hunky voice.

“Thank You” I replied… and decided that this was the moment to let you know I was enjoying the touching and to take the encounter a step further. kızılay escort “My legs are rather long aren’t’t they.. they go all the way to the top you know.” I smiled and looked deep into your eyes. I wondered if you would take the hidden invitation but I need not have worried. Fortunately the lights remained on red as your hand slid up the inside of my leg until it touched the mound beneath my white panties. I moaned softly to let you know I approved of the move and opened my legs a little wider. Your fingers pushed gently against my hidden pussy and I slid down into the seat to meet your probing hand. The red light was joined by the amber beneath it and were on green before you pulled your hand away and reached for the gear stick to ease the car across the junction.

Normally I would have instructed my pupil to carry straight across the next junction and into a maze of one way streets to challenge their driving skills. But not this time. “Take the next left please”. I commanded you. The turn was made and we were on a straight piece of road with no crossings or lights for the next few miles. This was the road out of town and into the country side.

It was at that moment that you broke a golden rule of driving. Unless changing gear keep both hands on the steering wheel at all times. But as your hand reached down to my now dampening panties I was not going to remind you of that golden rule. Instead I moaned softly and smiled at you. Your fingers again began to rub my crutch and again I slid down in the seat to meet your hand. I glanced at your own crutch and smiled as I saw your hard cock poking against the material of your shorts. My hand reached down and the palm began a slow rub of the thick, long shaft that I felt there. Your body suddenly stiffened and the car veered slightly to the left. You quickly recovered the alignment of the road as my hand pressed even more firmly against your now very hard cock.

For several miles out of town we continued to rub each other’s sexual organs until I saw a lay by ahead. “Pull into the side of the road just there.” I commanded, still using my Driving Instructor voice. Once the car was at a standstill, the brake applied and the engine turned off we immediately turned towards each other, looked deep into each other’s eyes and then suddenly we leaned forward and our lips met in a wild and passionate kiss. It was a kiss of pure lust. Our tongues rammed back and forth into each other’s mouth as we pressed our lips firmly together. Your hand went out to my breasts and, with well practiced fingers, my blouse buttons were undone all the way down. At that moment I would not have cared if you had just ripped it open. My hand left your cock long enough to reach into the top of your shorts until it touched the hard naked flesh of your now throbbing prick.

I felt your fingers leave the front of my moist panties and slide the elastic around my leg to one side. Your probing fingers dived straight into the depths of my wet pussy and I bucked hard against your hand as you began to finger fuck me. Our lips were still pressed tight against each other’s as we drove ourselves into a sexual frenzy. For many minutes we kissed and fingered each other’s sexual organs until I suddenly pulled my hand from your shorts, pulled my mouth away from your mouth and almost yelled at you.

“Help me get these off” as I started to tug at your shorts. Your hands left my body as you straightened yourself up and yanked your shorts and boxers down and off in one swift movement. No sooner had they hit the floor and my head dropped down under the steering wheel and my wet lips closed around the head of your throbbing cock. No slow licking.. no gentle caressing with my lips.. just my mouth driving itself over the full length of your thick shaft. I almost gagged but managed to open my throat and take your whole cock deep into me.

And then my head started to bob up and eryaman escort bayan down, up and down as I mouth fucked your cock as if it was my last. “Ohh yesss yess Linda suck me.. suck my hard cock baby oh yes.” I heard you yelling at me as your hands went to the top of my head, grabbed it and began to ram it even harder on and off your thick cock. I sucked and sucked as I mouth fucked you faster and faster.. but as much as you were enjoying the sensation you didn’t want to erupt into my mouth. Not yet anyway.

Suddenly you pulled my head off your prick and threw open the door. You quickly jumped out and ran around to my side. Opening my door you grabbed my hand and pulled me from my seat as you also opened the back door. You almost threw me into the rear seat. With one swift movement you ripped my knickers from my body. Grabbing my ankles you opened my legs wide so that one ankle was on the back shelf and the other over the back of the front seat. Your head dropped down and I almost screamed in pleasure as your tongue darted deep into my now very wet cunt. In and out, up and down your tongue ravished my wet slit. My juices were pouring from me and covering your mouth and face as you ate my cunt like there was no tomorrow. I was going crazy. I was moaning loudly and yelling at you. “Oh my God. Oh Jesus yess yessss suck meee, lick meeee drink meeee OH MY GOD YESS”

The pure pleasure I was feeling from the licking out my cunt was receiving was sending my body into trembles of delight. I thought I was in heaven. I thought that it could get no better than this. It was then I screamed. I cared not if anyone was near enough to hear me. I just screamed in pure pleasure. “AAAAAAAAAA OHHH MY GODDDD YESSSSSS LICK MY CUNT.. LICK MEEEE TASTE MEEEE OHH MY GOD.

That’s when I orgasmed the first time. My body shook as the orgasm ripped through my body and tears sprang to my eyes as I came. With your tongue buried deep in my naked cunt I came.

And then I shouted. “Fuck me. Fuck that huge cock into my cunt, give it to me NOW!”

You needed no further pleading. You pulled your wet face away from my cunt, grabbed my legs, lifted my hips off the seat and rammed your hard cock deep into the wet depths of my womanhood. My cunt muscles closed tight around your thrusting cock and I pulled you deep inside me. Your stiff cock was so hard, so long and so thick the pleasure was incredible. In and out you thrust like a wild man. “Oh my sweet Linda I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop” you whispered into my ear just before our lips touched and we kissed again.. a long continues kiss as you fucked harder and faster into my tight pussy.

On and on you drove, pounding away as my legs suddenly wrapped around your waist and I pulled you into me even deeper. Your whole cock was now thrusting madly inside me. Driving me wild. Driving me crazy with desire. Driving me into my second orgasm. I heard you moan with pleasure as you felt my cunt tighten, my body stiffen and then my juices spurt against your thrusting cock as you fucked me into that beautiful second orgasm. You screamed with pleasure and your cock rammed my cunt even deeper as your body jerked forward. I came for the third time. My whole body shook with delight. I suddenly thought how incredibly self controlled you must be to be able to fuck me for so long, without spurting your hot cum inside me. But as this thought raced through my glazed mind you shouted to me, still fucking my cunt deep and hard.

“I want your ass Linda. I want my cock to pound that tight ass.” I screamed at you that I wanted it also. Within seconds I was on all fours on the back seat and your thick cock was sliding deep into my tight ass hole. I screamed when you suddenly thrust forward and although it hurt like crazy I wanted it. I wanted your cock to pound the shit out of my tight ass hole. For what seemed hours your thick cock just reamed my ass sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body as I reached between my own legs and rubbed my clit like crazy. I came again just as you shouted at me… “Where do you want it baby? Where do you want my hot spunk. Your ass, your cunt or your mouth?”

“My mouth” I yelled back. “Fuck that cock into my mouth and let me taste my own juices . Let me feel you’re hot cum spurting into the back of my throat”.

No sooner had I uttered these words than you pulled your throbbing hot cock from my now sore ass hole. Laying me flat on my back you climbed onto my chest and sat on my tits with your cock at the entrance to my mouth. I glanced down at it and saw my own sticky juices covering the shaft. I lifted my head and opened my mouth as you grabbed my hair and pulled my head onto your long thick shaft. I gagged as your cock slid into me, but soon recovered and took every inch you could give me. My lips gripped the thick shaft tightly as you began to fuck your cock hard and fast into my mouth. I could taste my own cunt and ass juices on it. And I could taste your pre cum on it.

I sucked it. As you rammed my mouth as if you were fucking my cunt or ass I sucked on it. Long deep strokes filled my mouth with hard flesh as I took the length of your cock deep into me. And still I sucked. Suddenly I felt your cock grow just that little bit harder and I knew you were about to cum. And my God did you cum. Still ramming in and out you came. Large, thick globules of hot spunk spurted into my mouth. The first wave of cum filled my mouth and I had to swallow. No sooner had that cum slid down my throat than another wave of spunk spurted out, then another. It seemed never ending as I sucked on your cock draining it of hot sticky cum. Suddenly you pulled your cock out of my mouth, grabbed it in your hand and began to wank it. Just a few strokes was all in needed to bring forth another thick wave of spunk. This time it splashed over my face, my hair, my eyes and began to trickle slowly down my chin. My whole face was covered in white cum. I thought to myself “My God where did so much lovely spunk come from?” But I wasn’t complaining. I was enjoying the taste in my throat and the feel of that cum trickling down my face. You suddenly dropped your head and our lips met again in another long, drawn out kiss. The taste of your own cum filtered onto your tongue and you began to suck the remaining drops from my mouth. You then commenced to wipe the cum from my face with your finger and put it first into my mouth to suck it dry and then you wiped more cum from my face and sucked your own finger.

Another long, drawn out kiss followed as we hugged each other tightly allowing our bodies to calm down from the most beautiful fucking session I had ever experienced.

We dressed and climbed back into the car. As you pulled away from the lay by and headed back to town I pulled a brush from my clutch bag and ran it smoothly through my hair. I glanced in my mirror and reached for a little make up. By the time we reached town I was looking my usual calm and relaxing self. But my body was still screaming with the pleasuring it had received. My eyes still had little drops of water glistening in them. Make up or no make up any girl looking at my eyes would know I had just been fucked. But I didn’t’t care. I was busy planning our next driving lesson. But next time we would leave the car at home and practice in my bedroom instead. I slipped my private address card into your glove box as the car pulled up outside your house.

“Your place or mine next week baby?” I asked sexily.

“Next week?” You stammered back. “I can’t wait until next week to fuck you again my sweet and sexy Linda.”

I smiled broadly in anticipation as you climbed from the car. “I want you tonight. Your place. 10.00pm.?”

I blew you a kiss as I replied, “OK sweetheart, I’ll keep my pussy and mouth moist for you. I saw the smile spread across your face as I pulled away from the curb. Turning my head I blew another kiss just as you blew one to me. Before I was out of ear shot I shouted back at you.

“10.00pm. Be ready for me…”

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I was doing the best I could to draw the lines of her shoulders and the proportion of her slender figure onto the sketchbook. The problem was that my excitement of seeing Diana partially clothed, was giving me a rigid hard-on and an unsteady hand.

“How’s it going,” she asks, looking demurely over her shoulder, her back to me

“Er, uh, fine. Can you turn a little bit more towards me?”

She turns only a bit.

We had been friends for almost three years, but had never had any kind of intimate relationship, other than a drunken kiss after a party, a few months earlier. It was enough to set a slow-burning, sexual fuse in motion

She had come over for a swim at the beach and dinner. The ocean had been invigorating, and dinner was pending. I had some sketch books laying around from an old figure drawing course in college. She was flipping through them as I was preparing food.

“I want you- to draw me”

“Nude?” I ask hopefully. “Well. No. Well maybe SOME skin”

“Now?”

“Sure why not, I can wait to eat, let’s have some of that Chardonnay”

She went into the bathroom, removed her bathing suit and came into the room,

Wrapped in a beach towel. She turned on the bed, faced away from me and dropped the towel too her butt. I could barely see the full outline of her breasts from behind.

Now as she turned, I could see more of her breast, but not the nipple. Damn, this was killing me! She was lovely and her smile was thoroughly provoking. I worked diligently for about fifteen minutes, feeling the sexual tension in the air rise

“I want to look at the drawing” she got up with the towel wrapped at her waist and non-chalantly rubbed her breasts into my arm. I stole a look and she turned a way with a sexy giggle. My god she had lovely çankaya escort tits from what I could see.

“Maybe I should strike a different pose?” with that she let the towel drop to her feet. My jaw dropped and my dick rose. She was unbelievably proportioned. Her breasts were naturally full and had a nice upturn at the nipples.

The areola was pink, with perfect gumdrop nipples. She was tan and had a striking tanline just at the beginning of the division of her luscious heart shaped ass. She had a neatly trimmed bush that just revealed the slender inner lips of her small vulva. I thought I was going to pop.

“How about like this” and she spread out lengthwise on the bed her head resting on her hand.

” Too much like Manet’s Olympia” I tried to sound knowingly sincere.

“Oh you probably want something a bit more ‘ gynecological’-MEN!”

“I just-” and then she sat up, leaned against the wall, brought her legs up to either side of her head and exposed her beautiful sex. I noticed that her lips were bright pink, and just a hint of glistening, I think she was enjoying the exhibitionism

“Great” I said softly, my mouth getting dry with excitement. And so I began to draw. I drew quickly and expertly, doing a general gesture of her body, but very quickly went to the fuzzy patch between her legs, It was obvious to her where my attention was and she moaned a little,

“I can feel your eyes, mmmm” Then she closed her eyes leaned her head against the wall, and began lightly touching the hair above her clit. “I hope this won’t distract you”

“No” stammering a bit. As I drew, I was really watching her and not the sketchpad. She started to breathe heavier and gently slipped her index finger to her clit and let out a little sigh. She then began etlik escort bayan to rub in little circles, and I could see her, clenching her ass, and slight contractions of her ever growing lips. I really just wanted to dive in and start licking, but had not even kissed her, and was still unsure of her intentions. She was really beginning to swell and then opened her eyes very slightly to see if I was watching and then spread her lips to reveal a very wet vagina and the head of her clit, just peeking through its hood.

I dropped the pad and walked over to her, took her head in my hands and began to kiss her passionately. She continued to pleasure her slippery slit with one hand and grabbed my crotch with the other.

“Mmmmm. I showed you mine, now you show me yours” I backed off from the kiss and dropped my bathing suit, It felt incredible to have my engorged erection free of the confines of the suit. I could feel the air now circulate around my balls, and my dick stiffened.

“Oh-You have the more strategic kind” I was not sure what she meant (to this day still don’t) and hoped she was not disappointed with seven inches.

I was kneeling now, cock level with her mouth. She grabbed me with both hands and began stroking me back and forth. She started kissing the head of my shaft and a bit of pre-cum oozed out. When she saw it, her mouth engulfed the head.

“Oh that feels so good Diana, mmm, do you like it?” without taking her mouth away she just shook her head up and down, taking more of me in. I wanted to fuck her so bad, and did not want to spew into her mouth just yet. I pulled out and she came after it. I pulled back again and slid my mouth down to her lovely nipples. I sucked first on one and then the other. I reached for her twat and instantly had two fingers inside of her luscious, oh so hot and wet slot. I rolled her clit around with my thumb, she jumped a bit

“Be careful baby, I am really sensitive there. ” I tried a little lighter and she jumped again. I had a thought. I jumped up and went across the room to my art supplies. “Hey- where- what are you doing, ” she queried. I came back with my finest 1″ flat red sable watercolor brush. I got down between her legs.

“Spread your lips again” and she did so dutifully I licked the brush to moisten it and then went to work “painting” her swollen clit.

“OH!” she whimpered “Oh yes! That’s soo good, don’t stop”

At that point I could not stand it; I had to get my raging boner in her. I pulled her down flat on the bed.

“Spread your legs as wide as you can” and she did so without hesitation. I gently slid my purple, throbbing head over her clit and once again she tensed up

“No the brush, the brush” she begged. I was sitting up between her legs and was able to give her about 4 inches of my tensed member. Then I began to work her clit with the brush, while I rolled my cock side to side and in and out. She began to thrash her head back and forth

“O SHIT, YES! Mmm.Mmm YES!” I began whisking the fine hairs over her clit faster and faster, back and forth back and forth. Her lips were now almost purple with their swollen desire, She was creaming sweet liquid over my cock and keeping the brush well lubricated.

“OH. FUCK ME! FUCK ME FUCK ME! ” she was screaming. I dropped the brush and sank my full strategic member into her to the hilt, I felt her contract and her back arch into my cock and I exploded a long stream of love juice in to her hungry wet hole.

We were a symphony of moans and grunts, squeals and screams. I lay on top her, we were both soaked in sweat and juices. She reached over to the sketchbook.

“Hey you did not finish the drawing,” she said mischievously.

“Well at LEAST I finished you…”

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Chapter 5 – Another Rendezvous With Shirley.

Before leaving for Tacoma for my two weeks with Vanessa, I bought three more butt plugs for Ellen. I’m going to take two virginities with her. I call Ellen and tell her I can’t wait to see her. She says her vacation is still on but she needs to start it on September 1st. I tell her that’s okay. I also tell her I want her pussy well trimmed. I want her outer labia shaved. She agrees. I check my email. There is another message from Shirley. She’s got a trip to Chicago again and wants me to come up to Chicago to stay with her over the weekend on the 25th and 26th. She says she has a suite. I write back and tell her we are on.

Every two days, Vanessa and I have a video chat / masturbation session. I tell her about the date with Shirley. She says she’s a little jealous. I tell her there is nothing to be jealous about, it’s just recreational sex. Even Shirley calls it that and she doesn’t want to get married again. I also tell Vanessa that it will be my last time with Shirley, at least without her. I tell her I’m going to invite Shirley to party with us in Tacoma.

I head for Chicago on the afternoon of August 24th. Shirley asked me to show up at the hotel at 6pm on Friday night and we’d go out to supper. I knock on her door exactly at 6pm. She kisses me and slips me the tongue. I decided not to tell her that this is the last time until Sunday night or Monday morning.

I put my things in a drawer and hang up my other clothes. We then head downstairs to the hotel restaurant. We have a great meal with some wine. After we finish eating, we head back upstairs. When we get to her suite, she pulls me inside and start stripping me. I’m standing there naked before her and she starts to lick her lips. She starts stripping for me, nice and slow. My cock is getting harder as she strips. Shirley is overweight for her height but her body is amazing. She doesn’t really have rolls of fat like a lot of women have at her weight. She’s just a big girl. Imagine a slim sized woman but blow up all her dimensions equally. She still has that hour glass look but with a wider middle.

When she’s naked, she grabs my hard cock and pulls me over to the bed with it. She pushes me down on the bed and crawls up on top of me. She kisses me passionately and slips my cock into her pussy. She’s extremely wet and ready. She lets out a loud groan as she bottoms out on my cock. I grab her breasts and begin teasing her nipples which are already hard. I pinch and squeeze them and then start sucking them. She begins to fuck me slow and easy moving up and down on my hard cock. “Oh John, I missed this. It feels so good.”

We continue to fuck and I’m still sucking and tweaking her nipples. After about 5 minutes she is moving fast now and breathing heavy. I reach down between us and try to reach her clit. Because of her weight it is difficult. I eventually reach it and pinch it between two fingers. She squeals and starts to cum. I continue to pinch her clit about every 15 seconds and then start to flick it. She cums for over 2 minutes and then grabs my arm and pulls it out then she collapses onto me. I run my hands up and down her back. Eventually, she starts to breathe somewhat normally again. I raise her head and look into her eyes. She bends down and French kisses me. I look at her and say “I haven’t cum yet. I want you doggie style.”

She gets up slowly and gets on her hands and knees. I approach her from behind, finally putting a condom on which she didn’t allow me to do before. I place the head of my cock at her pussy entrance and shove it in all the way in one stroke. She yelps and says “Oh God, John!”

I reach around and pinch her nipples again and she groans loudly. I then start moving in and out. She starts pushing back into me. We fuck doggie style for almost 10 minutes. During that time she cums twice but I manage to hold off. Eventually, I can’t hold off any more so before I start to cum, I shove my thumb into her anus. This starts her off again and it’s a deep cum for her. I shoot five shots of cum into the condom and pull my thumb out of her ass. She collapses and I collapse on top of her. After a minute or so, I pull out and roll over on my back. I pull the condom off and start to get up to throw it away. She say “Stop, John, I want that.”

I hand it over and she turns it inside out and sticks the condom into her mouth, sucking all the cum out. She swallows it and then leans over to take my deflating cock into her mouth and cleans it off. I kiss her deeply and tell her she’s awesome. We cuddle for a while and fall asleep.

Chicago, IL – August 25th.

I wake to a blowjob and at first think it’s Vanessa. When fully awake I realize my mistake. Luckily, I didn’t call her Vanessa so it’s all good. Before I cum, Shirley says “Let’s go take a shower. Bring a condom. After we wash, I’d like a good hard fuck.”

“You got it, demetevler escort babe.”

We shower and wash each other. She spends a lot of time washing my cock and it’s so hard it almost hurts. She bends over, spreads her butt cheeks and says “Fuck me stud!”

I put the condom on and touch her pussy, she is soaking wet. I shove my cock into her pussy all the way in one push. “Ohhhhh!”

I begin to pound her pussy good. “Oh, yessssss, John. Do it. Fuck me hard.”

I reach around and grab both her nipples and pinch them. She screams. With my left hand I reach under her and locate her clit and begin rubbing it. “Oh, God, Yessss!!”

I pound her hard for a long time and she begins to cum with “Yessssssss, John, yessssss, yesssss, Oh fuck, fuck, fuck meeeeee.” I continue to fuck her and she continues to orgasm. After at least 10 minutes, I stick my right thumb into her ass and she screams and hits another orgasm peak and I start to cum. In 20 seconds, we are both pretty much done and I pull out. She pulls herself up, turns around and hugs me. She reaches down and removes the condom and eats the cum out of it. We finish the shower and dry each other off.

We lay down on the bed naked and cuddle.

She orders some breakfast from room service and when it comes we eat naked.

We spend the morning cuddling and at noon she says “John, want some lunch?”

I look between her legs and she laughs “No, actual food!”

I laugh and say “Let’s go out and find a place to eat.” We dress and I ask at the hotel desk about eateries. There are several very near here. We take walk and find a nice diner. The food is amazing. We walk back to the hotel after eating. We reach the room and go inside. Shirley grabs me and kisses me hard and deep. She’s apparently horny again. She starts to take my clothes off. I start to remove hers.

Before long we are on the bed and at it again. She wants me to fuck her doggie style again. “John, when I start to cum, stick your finger in my ass again. That creates an awesome orgasm.”

“I know that babe, I know that.”

We’re going at it again hard. Shirley loves hard sex. In about 10 minutes, she starts to cum again and I shove my thumb into her ass and begin moving it in and out with the same rhythm as my cock in and out of her pussy. Within seconds she’s cumming hard and she starts to scream into one of the pillows. I continue to fuck her pussy with my cock and her ass with my thumb; she continues to cum as I fuck her. I last another 5 minutes and she’s cumming the entire time. She finally collapses and I stop fucking her. I pull out and remove the condom. I begin caressing her. She finally starts to move and looks over at me and says “Did you cum? I didn’t feel it.”

“No, babe, I didn’t cum but that’s okay. I’ll be able to cum tonight if you want to go again.”

“Are you sure? I don’t mind sucking you off or jacking you off.”

“I’m fine Shirley, really.”

She crawls over to me and lays half on me and half off. She says “Man, can you make me cum. I’ve never had any man that can get me off like you do.”

“Why thank you sweet thing. I enjoy watching you and listening to you cum. I really do enjoy that.”

She French kisses me and lays her head on my shoulder. She’s asleep before I know it. I eventually fall asleep too. We sleep for a couple of hours and she wakes first and starts to kiss me and fondle my cock. I wake up and kiss her back. She’s lying there playing with my penis. I smile at her “Having fun?”

She laughs and says “Yes I am.”

We lie there for quite a while then I say, “It’s 6:15pm, let’s go to supper.”

“Okay, let’s take a shower first.”

We climb into the shower and wash each other. She really likes washing my cock. By the time she’s done, I’m hard again. “Hmmmmm,” she says.

I say “Later, it’s supper time. You are trying to wear this old man out, aren’t you?”

“Hey, you’re the one with the hard cock.”

“It was fine until you spent over 5 minutes washing it. I can’t help it if it likes the attention.”

“Okay, later then.”

We go out to eat at a restaurant we saw this noon. It has great food and we pig out. We walk back to the hotel about 8pm and decide to stop at the hotel bar. We drink three rounds of drinks and she’s playing with my crotch again. We head upstairs to the room. We get to the room and start undressing each other. We jump on the bed and she jumps on me. She says “I’m going to dominate you this time.”

I say “Go for it!”

She pushes me down on the bed on my back and then starts kissing me from mouth to crotch. She even sucks my nipples which I like but most women usually won’t do. When she gets down to my cock, I’m hard. She spins around and puts her pussy into my mouth then goes down on me. We ’69’ for about 5 minutes. I’m fine but she’s panting already. She gets off of me and French kisses me. She then crawls on top of me çankaya escort bayan and and starts fucking me. She’s pretty good too. I play with her tits which are amazing as she’s pumping up and down on my cock. We fuck for over 10 minutes and she’s almost there. She’s sitting up so I sit up too and reach around to stick a finger in her ass. She explodes. She cumming hard. “Ohhhhhhhh, Goddddddd, Johnnnnnnn, yesssss, yessssss, Oh fuck.”

I fuck her ass with my finger and she keeps cumming. She cums for over 2 minutes and then collapses on me. When she collapses my finger comes out of her butt. She lays there for a while breathing heavy. I’m caressing her.

She finally gets up and realizes I’m still hard. She get off my cock, removes the condom and starts jacking me off. About 2 minutes into it, I begin to cum and she sticks my cock head in her mouth. When I’m done, she opens her mouth and shows me my cum. Then she swallows it. She says “That’s the least I should do for you since you make me cum like you do. Your cum really tastes good.” Then she kisses me and we cuddle again and eventually fall asleep.

Chicago, IL – August 26th

We both sleep late today. Shirley is sucking me again when I wake up. I tell her I doubt she’s going to get me to cum. She looks at me and smiles. I say “I need a bit of a rest today. I wouldn’t mind eating that sweet pussy.”

“Well, maybe later. I was just trying to pay you back for the number of orgasms you’ve been giving me.”

“Girl, you don’t have to. I like to give orgasms and it’s not important if I get one or not….really.”

“Okay.” She snuggles up to me, kissing me hard.

We lie in bed cuddling and touching each other. At noon, we decide to order room service. We get up and shower together then get dressed. Lunch comes and we eat. We decide to go out for a while to do the tourist thing. We get back at around 5pm. Shirley is all over me, whispering in my ear “I’m horny, babe.”

I push her down on the bed pull her shorts off and then her panties. She spreads her legs and I eat a pre-supper. Her pussy is a little tangy from all the walking and sweating. No problem. I eat the hell out of it. In about 5 minutes, she starts cumming. I continue to eat her and suck her clit. She continues to orgasm. Finally, she pushes me away from her pussy, she’s had enough.

“Thanks, John, that was awesome.” She kisses me and says “Wow, my juices don’t taste too good, do they?”

“They’re a little tangy but not bad. I enjoyed it.”

“Wow, you are amazing.”

“Thank you, my dear.”

We shower, dress and go out to dinner. We stop on the way back at the hotel bar. We talk and touch each other and end up drinking 3 rounds. We are both a little tipsy as we walk up to the suite.

We strip our clothes off and hop into bed. She looks at me and says “John, I have a confession. I’ve been experimenting with anal play. I’ve been using some anal plugs. But I’ve never been fucked in the ass. I want to give you my anal virginity.”

“Wow, Shirley, I’m touched. If you have been experimenting then I would be honored to break your ass in.”

She breaks out the lube. I say “Let’s fuck each other normally. I want you to have a couple of orgasms before we try the butt, okay?”

For her answer, she goes down on my cock and begins a very good blowjob. After a minute, I tell her to swing around and get into the ’69’ position. We eat each other for several minutes. I reach up and smack her on each butt cheek a couple of times. She groans with my cock in her mouth. Around the 7 minute mark, she begins to orgasm since I have been sucking her clit now for 2 minutes. She cums continuously because I am still sucking that clit. Finally, she rolls off of me and says “That’s enough, I have to stop for a bit.”

We lay there for a while, eventually she starts to suck me again. I’m already rock hard and ready to fuck her and take that virgin ass. I say “Shirley, get on your hands and knees.” She does it. I lube her ass. It’s surprisingly easily to stick my fingers into her. I get three fingers in her ass fairly easily.

I put a condom on and enter her pussy. I fuck her for several minutes in her pussy. She’s moaning loudly now, building up to another orgasm. I reach under her and pinch her clit. She screams and starts to cum. I continue to fuck her and she continues to cum. I let her cum for about a minute and then pull out and begin slipping my cock into her ass. She groans loudly as I enter her ass. I’m finally balls deep in her. After thirty seconds, I begin to fuck her ass. She’s groaning deep in her throat now. I’m drilling her pretty good. She says “Oh, God, John yesssss, fuck meeee.”

After about 4 minutes in her ass, I can feel my orgasm building fast because she’s very tight. I reach around and pull on her nipples, she says “Oh My God……” As I start to cum I pinch her clit and she joins me beginning another hard orgasm. I continue to fuck her for about 30 seconds after I cum so she can cum longer. Finally, she collapse on the bed and I slip out of her ass.

I get up and discard the condom and join her on the bed. She eventually starts to move and lays down next to me. She says “That was awesome. Thank you honey. You know, I said I was independent but I think for you, I could definitely tie the knot again.”

“Well, thanks Shirley. But I need to tell you something. I’m engaged to a woman in Tacoma.”

“What? How could you have sex with me if you’re engaged?”

“Well, my fiance’ and I have an understanding. We’ve actually decided to have an open marriage and we’ve also decided that until we’re married, we can still date anyone we want. I told her about us having a weekend together.”

“That is so weird. I don’t see how she could have agreed to that.”

“She used to be a hippy in a commune where they were always nude and always fucking anyone they wanted. Plus, she loves what I do for her. Probably reminds her of her youth. I’m madly in love with her too but I’m not jealous and it will be fine if she’s with someone else. Just as long as she goes home with me.”

“Well, okay. I like what you do for me too. When is your wedding?”

“Probably October 15th. She’s arranging things.”

“So this is probably the last time for us?”

“Yes, I don’t think I’ll be able to fit you in between now and early October unless you get another trip nearby. We are going to be going out with others for sexual purposes but normally it will be with other couples. Vanessa has been with other women so if you could joined us in Washington State, there would probably be some lesbian activities. You see, whoever we’re with has to be with both of us. Or you’d have to have another man to join you. By the way, I’d love it if you could join us sometime, with or without a male and I’m sure Vanessa would love it too.”

“I’d really like to be with you again but I’m not to sure about lesbian activity. Maybe I can talk one of the guys I work with into a foursome. I’ve dated him off and on for three years or so. We’re off right now but he might go for it. That would be pretty cool, huh?”

“That would be super. I’d love to get into your wonderful lady parts again sometime. You are so much fun to be with.”

Lying in the bed, I think how great my life has become. Two anal virginities since June. I smile to myself. I cuddle in with Shirley for awhile and we fall asleep together.

Chicago, IL – August 27th.

Early in the morning, she wakes me with a blowjob. I tell her to get into a ’69’ position. She swings around and we start eating each other. We go at it for 15 minutes before we both orgasm. She shows me my cum in her mouth, blows some bubbles and then she swallows it. I French kiss her and tell her she’s great. I also tell her that I’m certain that Vanessa and I will welcome her with or without a male friend to a little party if she’s ever in Tacoma or Seattle or even in Portland, Oregon. She says thanks and I depart her room with a long French kiss.

Illinois, August 31st

Vanessa calls. She has got the wedding set for October 15th at the Justice Of The Peace. She has also made inquiries about a larger apartment. She tells me it will be $150 extra a month plus a $500 security deposit for a large 1 bedroom but it’s only $200 per month for a two bedroom. She says there are several apartments available including a two bedroom on the 5th floor on the same side as hers across from the lake. I say okay. I tell her I’m going to send her a check for $5000 and tell her to get the 5th floor 2 bedroom apartment so we can host guests. I tell her to pay the rent through the end of the year and get a mover to move her into the apartment. Also, I tell her to check the size of the master bedroom. If it will fit, buy a King-sized four poster bed with a memory foam mattress. I also tell her to buy anything she thinks we need to be comfortable in the new apartment including bedroom furniture. “Whatever you don’t spend, just put it in the bank. If you need more, let me know.”

She says “This is really going to happen, isn’t it?”

I say “Of course, darling. I should be there by October 12th with all my things I need to get by. It won’t be all that much. I am bringing my laptop, a 46″ flat screen TV, a Blue Ray/DVD player and quite a few DVDs and of course all my clothes. If I need anything else, I’ll buy it there or have my son send it out.” I’m giving my house to my youngest son.

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Vanessa’s diary: “Dear diary, August 31st. I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy!!! Talked to John today and he gave me a set of instructions including moving to a 2 bedroom apartment which will be our lovenest for the rest of our lives together. He’s sending me a cashiers check for $5000 to get it all set up. A king-sized bed too. We’ll need another dresser drawers for him. Whooohoooo!!! Mrs. John Andrews. Vanessa Andrews. Mrs. Vanessa Andrews. I love the sound of all three!!!”

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To be continued…

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This is the 6th installment of the story of how Connor became roommates with 7 college sluts. Connor has not been particularly involved since chapter 2, but comes back into the story more at this point. Make sure to read the past few chapters to learn a bit more about the girls Connor is getting involved with.

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Sarah had been exposed to a whole new world of pleasure over the course of one afternoon. She never imagined that anal stimulation could have such an effect on her. Furthermore, she didn’t expect to love being fucked in both holes as much as she did. She spent the better part of that Sunday afternoon fucking both Pete and Nina, fully exploring the pleasures of a devil’s threesome.

After a few rounds of sex, the three took themselves to Sarah’s bed, which was rather large for a college dorm suite. Not big enough to be comfortable, but just enough to fit the three of them cuddling each other in post coidal fatigue.

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Sarah woke to her Monday alarm to find herself alone. She was still physically tired from yesterday’s escapade. She was accustomed to having sex all sunday, this was far from her first time doing that. But, the amount of hormones and endorphins released as well as the pure mechanical overload of being double penetrated for a day was an entirely new experience.

She rolled over and sat up, only to feel the soreness in her pussy, groin and abdomen muscles, as if she had done an intense core workout. She stiffly waddled to the mirror to see her disheveled hair and smeared eye make up. She was a beautifully disgusting mess. The combination of her cum and Pete’s left a dry yet tacky coating all over her abdomen, inner thighs, and pussy.

She grabbed her towel from the nearby wall hook and headed to the bathroom. She carefully shut the door as to not wake her roommate, Tina, who seemingly slept in daily and never had much work to do. Sarah’s morning routine was always carefully performed due to Tina being rather bitchy if she was woken up.

She entered their communal bathroom and hung her towel on the rack outside of the two showers. After turning the water on to let it warm, Sarah stood in the full body mirror next to the sinks and looked hard at herself. There was a tingling of excitement still present between her legs. Even after being fucked for the better part of yesterday afternoon and having her asshole fucked for the first time ever, she remained a bit horny. Her asshole had been more than just fucked, it was fully worn out, well at least what would wear the average girl out. The sensation was akin to when someone rubs your back and it feels amazing, but now you need it to be scratched.

She felt like a more powerful woman. Like a woman who has no boundaries to what she can seek for sexual satisfaction. Despite her innocent disposition and outward presentation, she really did know that she was incredibly sexy, and feeling cocky turned her on.

She turned back to step in to the now warm shower. The hot water running through her hair and down over every curve of her body was incredibly relaxing. Running her hands through her hair, vivid images of being on top of Pete came back to her. Her pussy and abs wanted to contract the same way they had yesterday, when the dual stimulation caused her to violently squirt from orgasmic pleasure. No volitional muscle contraction could recreate that sensation.

As she shampooed her hair, she felt fatigue and soreness in her neck from both Pete and Nina pulling her head back by her hair as their physicality increased with each subsequent round of sex. Her nipples still sore from pinching and pulling, sensitive to the water running over them. She turned around to let the water wash the shampoo from her hair. Her mind flashed to Pete holding her by the neck while he and Nina fucked her to an orgasm, nearly losing consciousness before he let his grip loosen.

Sarah roamed her body using the soaped up loofah, scrubbing a bit to make sure the dried cum was removed. Her mind trailed to picturing both Pete and Nina licking and suckling every inch of her chest, torso, and nether regions. Her loofah finally reached her now further excited pussy, only to find it incredibly sore. Even to the gentle touch, her clit and pussy lips felt achy and raw. Nina had become rather violent in playing with Sarah’s pussy as rounds progressed, to continually coax her into squirting again, and again. Sarah now found herself disappointed and frustrated. Her visions of being ravaged had brought her back to a heightened state of arousal, but the discomfort from her harshly used organs would not allow her to pleasure herself.

Sarah finished washing the soap from her body, attempting to touch herself a few more times, but she was unable to bear the discomfort. Disappointed and unsatisfied, Sarah turned the shower off and began to dry. She wrapped a towel around her head and walked etlik escort naked out of the bathroom to the kitchen to make a bowl of oatmeal while her hair dried.

The door to their suite opened to Jackie and Linda returning from staying at the basketball house all Sunday. Jackie, Linda, and Simran shared the only triple room in the suite. Linda had a tendency to follow Jackie around, and wind up hooking up with a friend (or friends) of a guy that Jackie was with.

The girls exchanged Monday morning “how are you’s” and agreed to share the details of their respective weekends later that day, as they all needed to get to 8am classes. Sarah sat down and quickly downed her oatmeal, then headed back to the bathroom to do her makeup and hair. Despite her penchant for wearing revealing clothes to parties, Sarah was known for dressing nicely on a daily basis to her classes, and usually rather preppy. She had a very classy look to her that made her weekend attire all that more provocative as it was slightly out of character.

She wore light makeup, only enough to accent her naturally beautiful face. She accented her full but modest lips with a light lip gloss that kept her look cute and natural. Sarah blew out her hair and added a few light curls with the iron for a full and classic look, allowing her thick auburn hair to be on full display.

Hair and makeup done but still fully nude, Sarah made her way back to her room to finish getting ready for class. She quietly opened her door again in an effort to not wake Tina, and made her way to the dresser. Her antique jewelry box sat on top, housing her valuables. Sarah opened the box and looked through her earrings, deciding on a large pair of diamonds for her lobes and two smaller, yet matching round cut diamonds for the cartilage piercings on her left ear. She sorted through her belly rings but decided to keep the gold barbell with large diamonds on both balls as she did not plan to show her midriff with her outfit today. Her more fancy and dangling belly rings were not as comfortable when covered by tight clothes. She picked a simple but expensive gold bangle on her left wrist that her father bought her for her graduation, and a somewhat large, but still preppy gold Michael Kors watch for right wrist. To finish the look, Sarah selected a short string of pearls that were slightly looser than a choker. She always felt sexy to be in full jewelry and no clothes.

Sarah’s top drawer was filled with almost every color of bra, and perfectly organized, as was the rest of her belongings. Her over-organized personality went as far as knowing what outfit she would wear, even a few days ahead of time, with options to alter based on the weather, if the forecast was not accurate earlier in the week. Sarah’s family was wealthy and her father had no problem with her using his card to buy as many clothing items as she wanted. She basically had the mall at her fingertips when dressing daily, and shopped often to keep things updated. She selected the rose red push up bra and matching lacy thong.

Sarah slid each leg into the thong and pulled them all the way up to find that her asshole was even a bit sore to the touch of her thong between the cheeks. She positioned herself in front of the mirror, clasped the bra behind her back, and pulled it up into place, making sure to adjust her breasts in each cup to primp them to their fullest. The Victoria’s Secret bra transformed her b-cup breasts into what looked like full c-cup tits. They may have looked even larger.

Sarah went to the containers under her bed, one of which housed her sweaters. Down on her knees, she sorted through the box until she pulled out a creme colored, faux-wrap sweater. She laid it out on her bed and returned to her knees to dig through her skirts to find the rose red pleated skater mini skirt. Upon finding the skirt under about 50 other variations of mini skirt, she fetched her knee high off white thermal socks that kept her warm when wearing a skirt and boots.

She easily slid the sweater over her head without messing up her hair due to the wide and loose opening, and adjusted the deep v neck to fall directly between her pushed up cleavage. The sweater showcased the top and middle of her breasts very well and the bra gave the illusion of a more full figure and hourglass shape. Sarah unfolded the red skirt and stepped in one leg at a time. She pulled the high waisted skirt up to just above her belly button, carefully tucking in the sweater as she brought the skirt into place. She turned around to look at herself in the mirror as she zipped the back of the skirt, tightening the top around her hips, accentuating her ass before flaring out into pleats.

Like most of the girls in the suite, Sarah had a large collection of boots. Being in Central New York, most of the time spent at school was boot season. The girls definitely had no problem with this as it was a rather sexy touch to any outfit. A few of her boots kızılay escort bayan would go well with the dress, but two stuck out to her. Her light tan, suede, over the knee boots or her brown Tory Burch riding boots with gold Tory logo on the side.

She opted with the riding boots since the Tory Burch logo matched her gold jewelry. She sat in her desk chair and slid each foot into their respective boots, making sure to smooth out her socks before zipping up each boot to the top of her calf. Sarah finished the look by grabbing her Tory Burch purse that matched the boots and preppy navy Barbour jacket. She did a final check in the mirror, confirming that she looked like a preppy model, and headed out the door.

Jackie was casually waiting on the same couch that Sarah spent Sunday fucking on. Sarah, Jackie, and Linda would walk from the dorms to campus together on Mondays before splitting to go to their respective classes. Linda was always late because she could never decide what to wear. Jackie was always on time since she dressed like a bum to class.

Jackie sat slouched in the corner of the couch on her phone with her wet hair up in a messy bun, a white nike sports bra, opened black zip sweatshirt, soft but tight fitting grey sweatpants that hugged her hips, and black ugg boots. She still had her long diamond dangling belly ring in, which she rarely changed since she almost always wore crop tops. Her roommates always joked that she belonged in L.A. with the lack of clothing she wore. Her look was consistently sexy despite being low key and casual, a stark contrast to Sarah’s preppy and put together.

Linda’s consistent tardiness matched her stereotypical dumb blonde personality. She was actually rather intelligent in the academic realm, but her smarts stopped at the classroom door. Truthfully, she wasn’t even a blonde, but she kept her hair dyed and definitely looked better with her light blonde locks. She was the follower in the group of girls; minimal personality, no individual style, and a rather bland demeanor aside from being moderately attractive. She stood at 5’2″, the same height as both Nina and Sarah, but was the opposite proportions of Sarah. Linda has rather full c-cup tits on a skinny frame that did not support much of an ass. She served her place as the wing woman of the group, usually hooking up with a less attractive male friend of one of the other girl’s conquests.

Linda finally walked out of the room, dressed in a black long sleeved tee shirt, dark jeans, and black suede over the knee boots with no heel. Her outfit was accented by a red vest and large red costume type statement necklace. Her blonde hair lay straight down on her shoulder and had little volume. Linda always had a knack for wearing something that matched another one of her roommates, in this case her red accents matched Sarah perfectly.

Sarah took in that she had to walk around campus with someone who matched her, but it was too early in the morning to make a stink. The three girls made their way out the door and down the hill towards the academic buildings. The November morning air was cold, but the girls were used to it by this point since Ballywood’s weather was this miserable with the exception of four summer months.

The three reached the academic quad and split ways to go to their respective buildings. Sarah headed further down the hill to the largest lecture hall on campus where she had her freshman biology class with Connor. She tended to arrive ten to fifteen minutes early (fifteen when Linda was actually on time) and would chat with Connor prior to the start of class. Connor was always there before her and saved her a seat.

Sarah had a sudden recollection that things might not be the same after the event that transpired this weekend between Connor and the girls. Connor had made attempts to hang out with Sarah for many weeks prior to this past one, but she turned him down knowing that she was on the prowl and a guy friend wasn’t going to help her in that goal. She always felt a bit remorseful because it was obvious that he had a crush on her. But since it was obvious, on top of Connor not being her type, he had no chance with her. Sarah did enjoy him as a friend. He was a good conversationalist and listened to much of the same music as Sarah, but at this point in her college career, the boys she wanted did not require anything in common with her, pure primal lust was the only requirement.

Sarah had finally given in to hanging out with Connor but kept it to going to a party together, which had no explicit implications. She purposely brought her crew of friends with her to the party, making her intentions clear. However, she did not intend to have the night turn into a group swinging session with Connor as an observer. She had been watched a few times before by her roommates and one other time by a few fraternity brothers while helping her friend Carmine from high school get through hazing at Syracuse. This was the first time that a previous friend had watched her fuck. And to top it off, Joe fucking her on top of Connor made it all that much worse.

She entered the lecture hall from the back. She spotted Connor’s slightly unkempt blonde hair, noting that he needed a haircut. Connor could actually be a bit attractive if he just groomed and dressed better for himself. She made her way down the side isle of the lecture hall and turned into their normal row where Connor’s eyes met hers for the first time since right after she was fucked to an orgasm while leaning on top of him. The pit in her stomach sank further, knowing she had to be the first one to talk.

“Hey bud! How was the rest of your Sunday?” Sarah asked with as much pep as she could muster. Connor was clearly a bit flustered, looking Sarah up and down with a flat face before snapping back and smiling to meet her eyes.

“Uhhh, good, good!” He stammered. The image of Sarah’s head thrown back in ecstasy with Joe’s head between her legs flashed before his eyes. “I was a bit hungover and woke up late, then Spent most of the day studying for that stupid chem test”

“Oh yea. That is going to suck! I’ve been looking at my notes for weeks and still feel like it’s all in German!” Sarah joked, although knowing that she rarely got less than stellar grades. She was the best student out of the two friends and usually started studying long before Connor had even thought about it.

“I don’t know how you force yourself to get started that early. I wind up procrastinating every time.” Between video games and jerking off, Connor was easily distracted from his studying. He would eventually get his shit together when his guilt made him settle down and really focus. The mental image of Sarah of dressed like a sexy J. Crew model mixed with his replays from this weekend would definitely force him to cum at least a few times today.

The two continued to engage in small talk about school as usual, both having to put some effort in to feel like nothing had happened. The class started just a few minutes later. Both did their best to keep their minds on the lecture but were distracted with thoughts of this weekend. Sarah’s focus was intermittently interrupted by thoughts of Joe slamming her from behind and riding Paul for what seemed like an eternity while his cock ceased to quit. She could still feel some of the soreness between her legs when she crossed them from Nina and Pete using her asshole yesterday. She had a quick thought about how she intended to ask Connor to live with them next year, and how he would bear witness to the craziness that was the girls in the suite.

It would be a lot to allow him to live with these girls. Each had their quirks, but were generally easy going and all about having fun, and well… sex. Most freshman college girls were pretty horny and excited to be out from under daddy’s roof, but this group of girls were a bit extra. When they all met at orientation and had the same goal of trying to hook up with guys every night of the 3 day orientation, they knew they would be friends. The girls had not slowed down since then. Brianna had gotten herself into a relationship, albeit and open one, but otherwise the girls were all single and using the new found freedom of college to explore sexually.

Sarah knew Connor was awkward around girls but she had no idea that this weekend had been his first time even seeing a girl naked, let alone getting laid. Sarah was actually his first real friend that was a girl. This was really the only way he knew to go about pursuing her. He saw how other guys scored one night stands so effortlessly at parties, and saw this weekend how easily Sarah and her friends gave it up. Connor had no idea that Sarah viewed him as so much of a friend that she would hook up with another guy in front of him. Little did he know that she felt he could even live with them.

Connor had trouble keeping his mind off the beauty next to him during class. His mind frequently pictured Sarah riding Joe’s huge cock again, but this time in the red skirt and boots she was wearing and her sweater removed to leave her topless in just her pearls. It wasn’t uncommon for Connor to get a boner in class, especially when sitting next to Sarah. He reached down to adjust himself in his sweatpants. Luckily his cock wasn’t big enough to be noticed easily.

Sarah’s thoughts took a less perverse turn as she began to mull over how she would start the conversation of Connor becoming their roommate. She had heard him mention that his roommates were struggling in school and were not sure if they would come back for sophomore year. Starting by talking about them would probably be sufficient.

Class ended before the two even noticed due to their daydreaming for the better part of the hour. Both stood up and began to put their jackets on. Connor delayed for a second to make sure he got another full view of Sarah head to toe. Sarah adjusted her hair out of her jacket then turned to Connor.

“Hey, do you want to get some studying in for that chem test? I think we could both use some more work on that.” she chuckled

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Chapter 4

They had the subpoena just before lunch and immediately headed out to Attorney Cogborns office. and the reception desk in the sumptuously appointed lobby

” I need to speak with Mr. Cogborn.”

The receptionists cool and rather disinterested gaze gave testimony to the ease with which she was accustomed to handling unwelcome clients.

“Mr. Cogborn is not in the office.”

“When is he expected to return.”

“Not for several days.”

Steve gathered himself. Rafferty was watching cautiously, waiting for him to explode.

“Is it possible to contact him. We could email or fax, perhaps even a text?”

“Mr. Cogborn doesn’t use email or text.”

Rafferty saw the muscles in Steve’s back and shoulders tighten, then, unexpectedly relax as he laid the subpoena on the reception desk.

“This is a subpoena. If it isn’t answered in 24 hours I will have every cop in this city looking for Mr. Cogborn with orders to arrest him immediately. If I find out that subpoena gets conveniently lost, I will be back to haul your pretty little ass to jail for hindering a murder investigation.

The receptionists eyes got big and she nodded.

As they left he looked back as the door closed and saw her already dialing the telephone.

“I wager he will have that in his hand in 15 minutes. I wish I could see his face.”

They spent the rest of the afternoon running down leads that had come into the office since the murder. Most of them were bad, people seeking a little publicity, the usual run of nuts who wanted to take credit for every murder that happened and some that might have real possibilities. Just before they were going to head home, they got a call. His wife’s car had been located.

They pulled into the parking lot of the seedy bar on the edge of town. Two patrol cars and the forensics guys were there. He walked up and looked over their shoulders.

“Anything.”

“Not much. No prints that we can find so far. Looks like it has been wiped pretty well. Nothing inside to speak of except the usual assortment of junk, trash and fast food sacks.”

He nodded.

“How long has it been here.”

“Talk to the uniforms. They took the report from the bar owner.”

“I think I will go talk to him myself.”

He turned and nearly stepped on Rafferty.

“Come on.”

He headed for the bar and pushed into the dark, smoky interior. It was lit by the usual assortment of pool table lights, neon beer signs and the bar back lights. He looked around and walked to the bar.

“You the manager”

“Nope. The owner is in the office. Down that hall. Last door on the left.”

He turned and walked toward the hallway. He found the door, shut and he knocked. He heard a voice from inside.

“Talk to the bartender. He can give you the order.”

“I ain’t taking orders. Police. I need to talk to you.”

The door opened and he came face to face with a short balding man with a huge cigar in the corner of his mouth.

“Come in. Bring your friend too.”

“This is sergeant Rafferty, my partner.”

The man looked her up and down appreciatively and then whistled.”

“Honey, you can arrest me anytime. I hope you strip search me too.”

She smiled and looked at him.

“I bet you would, until I put a tazer on your balls and pulled the trigger.”

He looked at her in amazement and then back at him.

“You wasn’t kidding huh?”

Steve just shrugged.

“What do you know about the car we are about to tow out of your parking lot?”

“Not eryaman escort much. It has been here a couple of days. We try to give people a chance to come back and get them if they leave ’em instead of driving home.

“What about the owner.”

“I have no idea.”

Steve opened his book and pulled a picture and laid it on the desk.

“Ever seen her.”

“Oh yeah. She has been in and out of her a couple of times. Nice ass and big tits. She is a bit of mouth tho’.”

“When was the last time you saw her.”

“Just a couple of nights ago.”

“Tell me what you remember about that night.”

“She came in and ordered a Manhattan and then sat at the end of the bar watching the door. About 30 minutes after she got here, two men came in and she met them halfway. They stood and talked a few minutes then she gathered up her stuff and left with them.”

“You ever seen them before.”

“Nope.”

Did you overhear what they were saying?”

“Nope, but Charley, one of our regulars was sitting just behind them that night. He told me later that they were talking about a party somewhere.”

“Where do I find this Charley.”

“I don’t know where he lives, but you can bet your ass he will be here in a couple of hours.”

“If you remember anything else or hear anything else, you call me.”

Steve tossed a business card on the desk. The man sitting across from him, picked it up and squinted as he looked at the tiny print.

“Why all the effort for an abandoned car?.”

“The woman ended up dead and we are trying to figure out why.”

The man gulped.

“Ok. Will do.”

They left the office and stopped just outside the hallway and looked around the bar. It looked like every other hole in the wall joint in town.

He looked at Rafferty.

“If you want to go, I’m going to wait here and see if Charley shows up.”

She looked at him and shook her head.

“Oh no. I’m staying here to make sure you don’t fall into a bottle of scotch.”

He looked at her.

“It ain’t gonna happen, I promise you.”

She looked at him

“Never the less, if you are staying so am I”

“Well, then what is your pleasure Ms. Rafferty, I’m buying.”

“Do you think it is a good idea when we are working?”

“You are working. I’m on admin leave with pay.”

She ordered a rum and coke and he ordered a scotch. They found a booth in a corner that gave them a clear view of the front door and the hallway. Nursing the drinks they waited Finally, a scraggly looking old guy came in, took the table that the owner of the bar had indicated Charley always occupied and ordered a double vodka. When he had his drink, Steve and Angela walked over.

“Charley?”

The old drunk looked up through red rimmed eyes.

“Yeah?”

I am detective Parks. This is detective Rafferty. If you don’t mind we would like to ask you some questions.

He watched the old man look past him at Rafferty and his eyes suddenly open. He sat up a bit and put on what would have to pass for a smile. Gaps showed in the grin and the teeth that remained were tobacco stained and rotten.

“Sure.”

“Charley, you remember two guys and a woman who were in here a few nights ago?.”

“Sorta.”

Do you remember what they were talking about before they left?”

“I didn’t hear all of it. They asked if she was ready for a party and she wanted to know how many. One of the guys said five and she said no problem. They were still talking when they left and I didn’t sincan escort bayan hear it.”

“Did you notice anything else about them?”

The old mans face cut into a wide grin.

“Yeah. That gal had some really nice tits!”

“Anything else?”

“Yeah, one of the guys never said nothing, but I could see his shoes. He had on the fanciest damn shoes I ever seen.”

“What about the other guy. the one that did the talking?”

“He had an accent. Sounded like one of them movie gangsters.”

Steve pulled the morgue pic of the dead man from his book and laid it on the table.

“Is that him.”

“Yeah, but he looked better then.”

“I imagine. He is dead.”

“No Shit. . . I didn’t’ have nothing to do with it.”

“We know Charley. You have been a big help.”

“Thanks officer That help wouldn’t be worth another drink would it.”

Steve saw the anticipation in the old drunks face and nodded. Tossing a ten dollar bill on the table Steve stood and laid a hand on the old mans shoulder.

“Enjoy it.”

They left and headed out to the car.

“Well, now at least we have a time line which is more information than we had before.”

He was silent as she drove back to the house. Staring out the side window, Angela was surprised when he started to talk.

“I knew my wife was fucking around. I just never knew she was going to such extremes. We had a huge blowup just a couple of nights before this all happened. I made her mad enough that she finally told me that she had done 5 guys that night. It sounds like it was happening on a regular basis.”

“Was she participating in anything else?”

“Hell I don’t know. The last 6 months I would get home late in the evening and she would be gone. I would be asleep when she came in and I would get up and be gone before she woke. I bet we didn’t say 2 dozen words to each other. In a way, I guess part of it is my fault. I was at work all the time.”

“Hey, it’s part of the job.”

“She took it for a long time. When I was undercover I would be gone 2 or 3 days at a time. She never knew where, or when I would return. I guess it all just got to be too much.”

“It isn’t your fault Steve. Lots of cops wives manage it without turning into a nymphomaniac.” Angela immediately regretted the remark. ” I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.”

“You are right. She was. I just can’t believe she would do the bondage and sadism thing. She would cry for an hour if she had to pull a sliver from her finger. God forbid she ever really got hurt. It is just out of character.”

“Then there must be something else going on.”

‘Yeah, I just can’t figure out what.”

She pulled into the driveway and into the garage. They were soon in the house and he was sitting in the recliner in his sock feet with his head laid back on the cushion. She went to change clothes and when she came back he was snoring. She smiled, pulled a throw over him and turned out the lights.

He woke early and found himself still in the recliner with the throw wadded up around him. He got untangled, stood up and stared around still half asleep. Stumbling into the kitchen, he found the coffee maker and started the coffee. Then he turned around and nearly stepped on her again.

“GOD DAMN IT RAFFERTY. Would you quite sneaking up on me.”

“I didn’t sneak up. You were making enough noise to wake the dead. Did you find the coffee?”

“Yes thanks. It is started.”

He looked at her, bed hair and sleepy eyes. He looked down and smiled. She looked confused at him and he pointed. She looked down and found that the singlet top had gotten pulled to one side and one breast was totally exposed. She yipped, struggled to get things straight and then looked at him.

“You could have told me sooner.”

“I just noticed it myself. Nice tit though'”

She punched him in the chest.

“Ow. What was that for.”

“For being a pervert.”

She spun around and headed back to her bedroom. He watched her go down the hall, quite appreciative of the thin light weight running shorts she wore.

Stu called about 10am. A courier had shown up with the stuff they had asked from in the subpoena. Did they want to come get it?”

“Hell yeah! We will be there in 20 minutes.”

She looked at him.

“There is no way I can be ready to go in time to get there in 20 minutes.”

“Pull on some jeans and a shirt. We are going now.”

She came back a few minutes later wearing a pair of jeans that looked like they had been sprayed on and an off the shoulder blouse. She had pulled her hair back into a ponytail. He had to stop and check her out.

“Honey, if that is how you look when you aren’t fit to go outside, then I want to see you when you are dolled up.”

“Play your cards right and you might.”

His eyebrows went up. They were soon on the road to headquarters.

She ran into the building and was soon back at the car carrying a thick manila folder. She tossed it to him as she climbed in and started the car. By the time she pulled away from the curb, he had the envelope open and the sheaf of papers in his hands. He slowly paged through the information.

“Is it all there?”

“I don’t know. The trust papers are here as well as the incorporation papers. There are some financials. YES! Here it is. The members list. He got quiet as he started to look down the list.”

Before they got home, he whistled.

“Oh brother. We may have fallen into the proverbial rattlesnake den.”

“Why”

“Wait till you see the names on this list.”

“Who is there.”

“It would be easier to name who isn’t here. It reads like who’s who for this whole part of the state.”

She looked over at him.

“So how do we go about this?”

“I’m not sure yet. Let’s get to the house and think about it.”

He sat at the kitchen table going through the papers carefully. He spent a long time reading the trust documents and the other legal papers.

“Apparently, the trust owns the building, all the equipment and other contents. The group meets there, holds its business meetings there and social gatherings. They also rent the building to other groups and individuals for other events. The building seems to be the only source of income but according to these financial they must rent that thing all the time and for some really exorbitant leases. The income hitting the bank is way out of line with the type of events I would think would be held there.”

She walked over. He looked up at her. She was wearing a pair of cargo shorts and a shortsleeve button down shirt. She had on an apron. He tried not to stare.

“So what do you think is going on?”

“I dunno. I would like to get my hands on all the bank records. Something is going on in that building that is generating tons of cash.”

“What about who is involved with this murder?”

“I still don’t have a clue. There are about 300 people on this list. men and women. Some of them will be easy to eliminate because they live out of town. The others, though, will mean contacting each one and getting an alibi and then checking out that alibi. Man hours. Lots of man hours. You and I can’t possibly do it. We have to come up with something ingenious.”

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After 2 years of planning and a year of talking their spouses into it, Arlene and Dennis finally got together on a cruise. They had been enjoying “cyber-sex” for many years. Their cyber-sex had turned into real emotions for them and they needed to find a way to be together physically. This cruise was it.

Their first day went well. They had met and consummated their love for each other, while still appeasing their spouses. That first evening, Dennis and his wife went to dinner and spent some time in one of the ship’s many nightclubs. Arlene and her husband had dinner with their kids and then spent the best part of the evening trying to put two excited kids to bed. The parents followed closely behind.

The sun came up on a clear and beautiful second day on board. Dennis went for an early session in the weight room, followed by a swim and sauna. Afterward, he got his wife up and they dressed for breakfast.

Arlene had the kids up and dressed before her husband was awake. They all headed for breakfast.

The breakfast buffet was long, fresh and delicious. Dennis made small talk with several of the people as they all sampled the foods available. His eyes were met several times by Arlene, as she too, made her way around the buffet. They never were next to each other, although once, Dennis was able to talk to one of Arlene’s children. They sat at different tables, but positioned themselves to look past their spouses and see each other.

The schedule for today called for Arlene to take her children to the Children’s Activity Center for the all-day program for children. The morning would find them with their spouses. In the afternoon, Dennis had signed his wife up for a water aerobics class followed by a massage. Arlene kept her and her husband busy for the morning, then, knowing the answer, she asked him what he wanted to do for the afternoon. He said he would like to sit and sleep by the pool. After lunch, she unpacked the sunscreen and told him to be sure to use it, and sent him to the pool.

As his wife was getting changed and gathering things for her afternoon, Dennis said he was going to check out the casino on board. His wife said that was a good idea and he should enjoy himself.

“I’m sure I will” he said with a smile as he left the room. He walked first to the pool and saw Arlene’s husband settling in. It took all his self-control to maintain a walking pace as he left the pool area to go to Arlene’s room.

After her husband left, Arlene had stripped and wrapped herself in a satin robe. She focused on the door, waiting for the knock. It was only a couple of minutes until the knock came. Although she waited for it, she was still startled by it. She was at the door in a bound. She opened the door and pulled urla escort Dennis inside.

He had been standing there, mesmerized by the sight of her. He had waited and longed for Arlene for many years, since their on-line relationship had begun. They had exchanged pictures but he was still breathless at the sight of her, wrapped in the white satin rope. Her nipples were jutting out and the fabric allowed the outline of her entire nipple to show through. She had purchased this robe especially for this cruise, knowing they would be together and knowing Dennis was such a boob man.

She pulled him into the room and they embraced, kissing each other deeply. They kissed again, and he moved back from her.

“You look great!” he stammered out.

“You like?” she said, as she did a twirl. “I bought this for you. I thought you might like it.”

They came together for another kiss. This time his right hand slid up and around to her front, grabbing hold of her left breast as his right hand moved down her back and grabbed a handful of butt. She moved up and down on him, letting herself feel his shaft rub her abdomen as she did. They parted and he reached for the cord holding the robe closed.

“Not so fast there, Mister”, she said pushing him away lightly. “I want to see you first.”

She started on his belt buckle and he obliged her by removing his shirt while she undid his pants. She slid the pants and underpants down to his ankles. He stepped out of his flip-flops and pants at the same time. As she pushed his pants to the floor, she had knelt down, and her head was now even with his rigid pole. She looked up into his eyes as her hand rubbed up his leg and grabbed him. He shuttered when he felt her hold him. His eyes closed as he felt her mouth engulf him. Her hand rubbed his balls as she sucked on him. She pulled him out of her mouth and licked the length of his shaft down to his balls. She licked him back up to the tip, tongued the hole on the end and then took the entire length into her mouth again.

He moaned and stroked her hair. There was nothing more he cared to do at this moment. He was in Heaven. He mouth was as sweet and soft as he found her pussy yesterday. She could hear him moaning and that only drove her to suck him harder. He began moving his hips. She knew he was near. He grabbed her head and held her face to him as he felt himself coming in her mouth. Never had anyone given him a better blowjob. She stayed on him and sucked every drop. She swallowed every drop. She was surprised at herself. She almost never swallowed and always said she didn’t like the taste. This time, she loved doing it and found the taste intoxicating. She made herself a promise that she would be doing kemalpaşa escort this again.

He reached down and grabbing her elbow, he helped her to her feet. He pulled her close to him and kissed her. The broke and she looked at him. He knew what was on her mind. He pulled her into him, pressed his lips to hers and let his tongue into her mouth. She melted into his arms.

“Time to return the favor, My Dear”, he said as he moved a step back and untied the cord. He moved his hands up and slid the robe from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He held her naked body to his.

He moved her back to the bed and told her to lie down. He lay beside her, and reaching over, cupped her breast in his hand and kissed her again.

Then he sat up, moved down the bed and grasping her ankles, slid them back to her buttocks. She allowed her knees to fall to the sides to give him full access to her womanhood. As he moved to the center of the bed, his eyes never left her slit. He could see it glistening on her dark hair and could smell her arousal. He knew this would be something wonderful.

He moved his head down and began kissing her, up and down the length of her slit. She let out a sigh and he noticed her legs had relaxed, even more. He reached his hand in, and pulling her lips open slightly, he blew on her. A tingle ran though her body.

He kissed her slit while he held it open. He kissed it up to the top, gently kissing her clit, and then he kissed it down. When he got to the bottom, he let his tongue slip inside her. She squirmed. She had never felt such pleasure.

He kissed her again and then his tongue went in again. This time, he wiggled it inside her. She was in heaven. He began moving his head back and forth, tongue-fucking her. Her hips began moving involuntarily. He pressed his face harder into her wet pussy. He could feel her pubic hair on his nose. She was holding his head. He moved his mouth up and licked her clit. She started moaning loudly. He moved in and started to suck her clit. He thrust his right index and middle fingers into her. She came violently.

He allowed her to recover a few seconds then started kissing her clit again. He fingers were partially out of her and he moved them inside her again. She loved this feeling. He started alternately licking and sucking her clit. He moved a third and then a fourth finger into her sopping pussy. She let them all in her.

Now they were like two frantic animals. He was ramming his hand into her hole while sucking on her clit. Her head was bobbing back and forth as she held the bedspread with her clenched fists. He increased the tempo of his hand as it moved in and out of her and she came three more times menderes escort as he pounded her pussy and sucked on her clit.

He heard her saying “Oh, oh, oh, oohhh” and her pelvis left the bed as she came in the largest orgasm she had ever experienced. His hand was soaked and she was dripping onto the bed. He slowly remove his hand from her, and began licking her, gently, cleaning up all the juices on her.

As he was cleaning her she tried to relax and enjoy the sensation. She loved having her pussy licked. And he did it well. In spite of herself, she found herself getting turned on again. He could sense that he wasn’t alone in his enjoyment of the job at hand.

He licked her slit and noticed her shutter as his tongue went inside her again. He kissed her slit again. Then pulling back slightly, he lifted his head and started at the top of her hairline and began to kiss downward. He looked at her face to see her smiling, her eyes closed. He kissed her down, stopping briefly at her clit to allow her more pleasure, and then began kissing and licking his way to the bottom of her slit. He knew the juices had run further down, so his tongue followed their trail. She pulled on her knees to allow him further access to her. He kissed and licked her down to her anus. When he got there, he licked the entire area clean and came back to the anus and pressed his lips on it. Then he moved his tongue out of his mouth and into her anus. She relaxed and allowed him entry into her back hole. He began to move his head and was soon tongue fucking her back hole. She wanted this, but wanted more. He knew it. He began to slide his hand up and let a finger slip into her. She moaned with approval.

He kissed his way back up her slit and started to suck her clit while moving his finger in and out of her butt. He started to suck hard on her clit and put two fingers of his other hand into her now soaked pussy. He moved his head back. He wanted to see this.

He worked a second finger into her anus and once she was comfortable with that, he added a third finger to her pussy. Then a fourth. He began moving his two fingers in and out of her anus while simultaneously moving his whole hand in and out of her pussy. He was watching this, while looking up to see her face. She was smiling, and groaning, and muttering things and throwing her head back and forth.

He knew she was ready and plowed his two fingers as deep as they would go, into her butt. His other hand, with four fingers in her pussy, gave several rapid thrusts and then held inside her, deep, and rubbed her insides. She came again.

He moved up beside her and they laid together in each other’s arms for several minutes.

“Time to go back”, she said, holding back a tear.

“I’ll be back. We’ve got five more days to enjoy each other, not counting the cruise.” he told her.

They dressed and after kissing at the door, left the room and rejoined their spouses and the ship activites, knowing they would be together again.

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Holding each other, they fell asleep, a beautiful tangle of limbs and hands and bodies. This was how Anthony found them when he came home.

He stood in the doorway of their loft room, looking at the two women, so innocent-looking, despite their nakedness. It seemed they were meant to be this way, completely natural and comfortable with each other.

He moved quietly to the overstuffed chair in the corner, sitting back and just watching them sleep. His wife, her face soft and relaxed, her dark brown hair in disarray, her arms wrapped around Mandy. And Mandy, god, a naked Mandy! He had always found her attractive, but naked was made for her. Her skin was luminous in the late afternoon light, her blond hair tumbling in curls around her shoulders. Her mouth had the puffy look of a woman who had been kissed senseless. For a moment, Anthony just appreciated her disheveled beauty, then he realized the person who had kissed her so incessantly had been his own wife.

Now, he had to stop and consider. He knew he had told Jenny that anything she wanted was fine with him, that he only wanted her happiness. But he had never planned to come upon her happiness displayed quite so blatantly.

He was, after all, a red-blooded male, more so with his Italian heritage. He could accept her looking through bi-sites, reading bi-stories, had even had fun fantasizing with her about other women. Last night, when she had told him about Mandy, it still seemed theoretical, not real, not an actual possibility.

The scene before him was very real. His wife, his sweet virginal wife, was wrapped in the arms of her lover! And the lover was a woman! He knew that they had discussed it and that Jenny had been very honest about her feelings and desires. He also knew that he loved Jenny so much, he would do anything to make her happy. He sat there, watching the two women as they moved, stretched and snuggled. They were almost purring with satisfaction, even in sleep. His mind raced with thoughts and concerns, but the final outcome was that if Mandy made Jenny happy, then he would accept it.

He walked to the bed, and softly kissed Jenny’s cheek. The womanly scent there was strange. Anthony realized he was inhaling the musky smell of Mandy’s pussy. That excited him. Jenny opened her eyes, smiling at Anthony, then she stopped, realizing the situation. She looked at him with guilt-stricken eyes, unable to speak.

Anthony sat beside her, pulling her into his arms. He held her close, kissing her eyes, her cheeks, her soft lips. “I am really OK with this, love. I promise. I was a little surprised that it happened so quickly and went so far, judging from our conversation. But it is OK. I want you to be happy. As long as I don’t lose you, I can share you with Mandy. I love you, Jenny. You mean everything to me.”

As he spoke, Mandy opened her eyes and saw him sitting there. Without embarrassment, she stood and began dressing, her pale body so enticing. Jenny watched her, feeling herself becoming excited again by the sight of Mandy’s glorious Narlıdere Escort ass. It was all so surreal, sitting on her husband’s lap while her lover dressed to go home. Mandy stooped to kiss Jenny good-bye. She also kissed Anthony’s cheek, thanking him silently for his acceptance.

Mandy walked from the room with a tiny wave good-bye. Jenny and Anthony sat quietly as they heard her closing the door behind her. The house was very quiet. Jenny could hear Anthony’s heart beating beneath her cheek, his breathing slow and steady. She continued to sit in his lap, his arms around her, his warmth seeping through his clothes. As she sat there, she became aware of his special scent, Lagerfeld and Male, mixed together, so appealing. It amazed her, but she felt herself sinking once again into the haze of lust and desire that seemed to surround her more and more. She felt her heart begin to pound and her senses slip into overdrive. Jenny lifted her head and looked into Anthony’s dear face. She raised her hand, caressing his slightly scratchy cheek, turning his head toward her. Closing her eyes, she kissed him, softly at first, then with more passion and need. His lips felt good, so strong and powerful. He opened his mouth and invited her to enter. Her tongue slipped into his warmth, searching for his, teasing and inviting. His beard was slightly rough on her tender skin, erotic and exciting.

Anthony was fully clothed, in dress slacks, with his shirt sleeves rolled up. His tie had been loosened and he had kicked off his shoes as he watched the women. Now, his clothing was a barrier, keeping Jenny from him. It became extremely necessary to feel his body against hers. She wanted to rub against his hairy chest, feel his strong muscles rippling under her hands. She turned in his lap, still kissing him, sucking his lower lip between hers, and busily began removing his clothing. She tried to further loosen the tie, but it was too stubborn and she had no patience, nearly strangling him in her haste. Anthony quickly reached for the knot, sliding the tie open and off. She pulled at his shirt, tearing some buttons, not caring at all. Her mouth sought his chest, his tiny nipples. She nibbled at them, sucking one, then the other into her eager mouth. He moaned deep in his chest, holding her head to him, encouraging her. Her fingers slipped around his body, finding his muscular back, her nails making light paths of erotic pain as she continued nursing on his niplets. She wanted him so much! She stood long enough to help him remove his pants, pulling down his briefs, exposing his engorged cock. Suddenly, it seemed so important to feel him inside her. She pushed him back onto the bed, sitting on the side, his cock pressing on his abdomen. She spread her legs, straddling his thighs, and sat on his lap again, this time taking his hardened cock deep inside her pink. He looked down and watched it disappear. It always surprised him to see his massive cock fit into her tiny pink pussy. She was so small, so delicate, Ödemiş Escort yet she was able to accept his cock in full, her pussy inviting and making room for him. He was so delicious. Now, she rode the length of him, enjoying the feeling of his heat deep inside her, filling her. His hands were easily lifting her up and down, encouraging her. She reached behind her, finding his full balls and massaging them firmly, enjoying his groans of delight.

His cock was hitting on her clit, sensitizing it, making it engorge. She moved faster, riding harder, her legs wrapped around his waist now, her body his toy. It didn’t take long for her to reach the summit. She heard the roar in her head, the red haze coloring everything. Her legs tightened and her fingers dug deeper. He watched her face contort, heard the guttural moans from her puffy little mouth. Then he felt it, the spasms of her tight pussy, clutching his cock and milking him, pulling him deeper than he thought possible. He held her as she was awash with the throbbing climax. When she finally relaxed, when she came back to herself and the haze dissipated, he leaned to her and kissed her. He was still hard, still in need.

Jenny looked into his face, saw the need there, and made a decision. She crawled from his lap, his cock popping from her tight pussy, and moved to the head of the bed. She laid her head on the pillow, lying stomach down on the covers. Then she carefully lifted her ass, offering it to him. It was something he had always wanted to do, but had not. He feared hurting his little Jenny. Now, she was presenting her ass to him, her perfectly shaped little ass. He was thinking with his hard cock, with the blood pounding there, with his balls so full and needy.

“Are you sure, Jenny? I don’t want to hurt you. I could never hurt you.”

“Yes, please. I want you there. I want to feel your cock deep inside me. I know you won’t hurt me, but I want to learn and you are the only one to teach me.”

Anthony moved up behind her, on his knees, gripping her hips in his large hands. He placed the wet tip of his cock against that puckered hole, still shiny and wet from Jenny’s pussy. He held it there, planning to ease it in, let her get used to the size of him slowly. But Jenny was not to be denied. She had once again slipped into that place that held her captive so much of the time. She wanted. She needed. She had to have him. It was as simple as that. Suddenly, nothing mattered but his hard cock sliding in and out of her ass, marking new territory, claiming her as he did on their wedding night.

She could feel the slick cockhead against her tight ass bud. She could almost feel the restraint Anthony was using, the way his hands held her hips and refused to make any precipitous moves. But she wanted it now and was intent on satisfying her desires. Lifting from the pillow, she pushed back against him, plunging his throbbing cock deep. She cried out, the pressure and fullness almost more than she could bear. Then, she began Seferihisar Escort to thrust against him, moving slowly up and down his thick length, letting her body adjust to his presence. Just when she thought it was unbearable, she hit the rhythm, the stride of the dance. Suddenly, everything good about fucking Anthony came back. The size of him, the tightness of her, the depth and length and power of him inside her, the completeness of them. They began the movements that drove her further into sexual ecstasy. She felt him deep within her, then felt him sliding away, only to return with renewed vigor. He left hand-shaped bruises on her delicate flesh as he gripped her and continued his explorations. Her own tiny fingers slipped between her legs, searching and finding her engorged clit, rubbing circles around it as he fucked her so well. Her nipples were rubbing on the quilt, bunching and tightening from the stimulation. Her fingers were magic on that tiny button, encouraging it to swell further, to reach for her quickly moving hand. She could feel every sensation, savoring each, needing more.

“Anthony, I love your huge cock! I love the feel of it as it fills me, fucks me. But today, Anthony, I was so naughty! I made love with a woman! I had a woman’s hands on me, a woman’s mouth on me, her tongue and fingers touching everything that was formerly just yours! I was not a good girl today, Anthony. In fact, I was quite bad…..hmmmm, yes…I probably need to be punished!”

The combination of her teasing, taunting words, her beautiful tight ass, her sweet face looking back at him, was Anthony’s undoing. He released her hip long enough to give her a soft slap on her ass cheek. Not hard, just stinging and so very loud in the silence. He saw the flesh turn red immediately, and just as quickly regretted what he had done. They had never hurt each other, and now he had spanked her! But Jenny loved it! She continued. “I was so naughty, Anthony. I kissed her luscious mouth, sucked her tongue and nipples. I licked her pussy, Anthony! I slipped my tongue deep into her cunt and lapped her juices and they were heavenly!”

Each word registered in Anthony’s overloaded brain. His hand lifted on its own, continuously spanking his very bad girl, until her flesh glowed in the gathering dusk. The heat radiated through Jenny’s body. Her fingers moved faster and faster on her clit, taking her to the edge. She tensed, her words no longer intelligible, conscious only of an aching need for Anthony. Her legs tightened, her body clenched, and she gave in to the wave of pleasure coursing through her body. As the roar filled her head, she cried out, “Anthony, come with me, fill me, let me feel you spilling into me!”

He needed no urging. He could feel her contractions around his cock, feel the pull as she was engulfed in spasms of pleasure. He finally allowed himself to release, to come, pouring himself into her darkest place, filling her as requested.

He continued to hold her close to him, throbbing his essence into her. Gradually, he felt himself soften and start to slip from her. He held her close and settled onto the bed, his arms wrapped around his sweet wife. He settled his sticky cock between her ass cheeks, spooning together. Any doubts he had of her new life quickly fled. He looked forward to the next adventure.

TO BE CONTINUED….

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“You can call me Nando.”

A bullet of shimmering electricity raced down my spine as I turned to see the handsome bearded younger man standing behind me. He leaned in close, a little too close so I couldn’t help but pick up a hint of his cologne. I had a feeling he knew exactly the effect his nearness would have on me.

Where could this possibly lead?

Tipping one of the two stemless wine glasses in my direction, his smile stopped me mid stride. Speaking at the International Cruise Travel Event in Miami, of course I was racing to the next venue and had zip, zero, no time to spare. Well, I didn’t think I had time to spare.

Smiling up at him, I inhaled deeply, so what is one innocent little glass of wine, I thought to myself. I glanced at my watch only to hear the deep voice croon, “Bella, you work too hard.” How could I argue with that? Besides he was young, impossibly young, where could this possibly lead?

“I remember you from last night, you are the Master Sommelier for Royal Traditions Cruise Lines aren’t you? I believe they said you were the youngest Master to hold that position in the cruise industry.”

“Ah, Senorita, you are too kind, though I am flattered you remember me.”

How could I forget?

I felt myself flushing as I reached up to brush my hand through my hair. Listening to Nando tell his career story was mesmerizing. His eyes lit up when he talked about his love of all things grape. He had the whole room laughing at the story of his mom acting like the unhappy wine customer trying to return the champagne because it was too bubbly. I would be lying if I didn’t hope he noticed me.

“I have Tire Escort just 30 minutes,” I tried to say confidently, wishing I had more time. “I am speaking to the Singles Cruise Directors at four o’clock.”

“Excellent,” he purred (I know that is lame but as God is my witness, he purred) handing me a wine glass in exchange for my stack of clipboards and dice cups. I saw his eyebrows go up at the sight of the dice cups. “I have a table for us out on the patio, follow the young man.”

The Fisher Island Club and Hotel was hands down the nicest property the cruise industry trade show had selected yet and I loved being part of the Single Travel Initiative. Ever since I met Murphy, all those years ago, I am single focused on getting younger men on cruise ships to enjoy the company of older women. Once the cruise companies got on board, lol, literally, the ticket sales for women travelers over 50 in the cruise industry quintupled.

The hotel is filled with gorgeous men and amenities and I am missing it all because I have to run another meeting. Yes, I am way too fucking busy. Yes I love my fucking job. But, when is there time for me?

“So I have 30 minutes.” He said swirling the velvetred in the glass nestled into the palm of his hand.

“Yes, 30 minutes.” I said, mustering a lot more swagger in my voice than I felt.

He made no secret of his desire to admire my body with his eyes. I felt the heat of his gaze as he eyed my form fitting knit sheath. I knew the tropical print accented my curves in all the right places and truthfully, I loved how he was looking at me. I tried to hide my unconscious Torbalı Escort lip biting, but I couldn’t help myself. Even though we had barely met, I was smitten.

“Mi Vida, you work too hard. You have forgotten the pleasures of life.” That voice again. Speaking directly to the intense chemistry between us, he lowered his voice, leaned closer and whispered, “If you are too busy for sex, you are too busy!” That whisper sent waves of trembles and shivers down my spine and into my lady bits. Fuck, he was hot.

Easy for you to say, I thought to myself thinking about his cushy position with the cruise lines and all of his opportunity for travel and adventure.

As if reading my mind I heard “Don’t think I have it easy,” as he gently tucked my hair behind my ear, “I have full, never a dull moment days that are always 12 to 15 hours minimum and I love it.”

I put my hands on my hips and pulled away from him. “Come on,” I said.

“No, really. Many years ago I met a woman who taught me how to leverage my sexual energy. She taught me a series of games you can play for the purpose of creating success by training the mind through erotica.”

“Now I KNOW you must think I am very naive, that I would believe something like that.” I laughed, a giggle turning into a real laugh. He was so adorable and laughed right along with me, pouring a refill into my glass before I could stop him. “Oh my,” he said, looking at his watch, “I guess our 30 minutes is up.”

“You can’t leave me stranded at this point of the story,” I laughed again checking my watch to see that unfortunately, he was right. I Urla Escort had only ten minutes to get to my meeting. I took a long sip of the lovely red he had thoughtfully picked for me and stood up.

“Mi Vida, don’t you worry. We will definitely see each other again – soon.” Taking my hand, he pulled me close. Holding me snugly against his chest he whispered to me, “Let me hold you for a moment, don’t let go.”

My heart started to race and I felt myself stiffen. “It’s ok, I’ve got you, just relax for a couple of breaths, let me hold you.” He squeezed harder and it felt so good. In fact, the firm envelope of his hug became intoxicating. It felt like every square inch of me was being caressed. My breath was shallow and I felt attraction but more so, I felt my body slowly relax.

“I have a meeting to run!” I panted out laughing. “Where can I sign up for another one of these hugs?” Instead of letting go, he held me stronger and laughed in my ear, “Of course, Mi Vida, you shall have so much more, there is a deep secret in the power I am showing you.”

I didn’t want him to let go, but I tried to pull away, hating the thought of it. He didn’t make it any easier, squeezing his resistance. “I do have to go,” I said, nervously looking at my watch again.

“OK. On one condition.” He winked at me.

He was adorable and I was smitten. “What is the condition?”

“The condition is that next time…”

“Yes?” I asked.

“Angel?” I heard as I turned away for a moment to look at the insistent assistant tapping on her clipboard with her pencil. “Yes, I know, I know…” I turned back to Nando who lifted his glass in my direction and stood to go. He winked at me and mouthed, “You will see me later.”

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