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I wasn’t really looking forward to my long weekend off from my job at the local pharmacy, since my boyfriend had been out of town on a business trip for the past two weeks, and I didn’t have anything planned for the upcoming three days. So when Mrs. Palmer called and asked if I would mind staying at her house and babysitting her son over the weekend, I grudgingly agreed. I smiled to myself a little, because the “child” needing “babysitting” was actually her 16 year old son, and I was sure she just wanted me to stay at the house so he wouldn’t end up throwing a party and trashing the place. I had babysat Kurt all throughout his childhood, so this was nothing new. But now that I was in my twenties, I felt a little disappointed that I was about to give up my free weekend to keep an eye on a teenager.

“Sure, Mrs. P, when do you need me to come over?” I asked with a sigh.

“Oh, thank you so much, Molly….any time on Friday before 4 pm would be fine. Frank and I are flying to Wisconsin for his 25th high school reunion. We should be home by late Sunday evening. We’ll feel better knowing that you’re here with Kurt while we’re away.”

“No problem, Mrs. P. I’ll see you then.”

I arrived on Friday afternoon, and waved to the Palmers as they headed for the airport. Kurt and I were familiar with each other, so after we chatted briefly, cooked and ate a frozen pizza for dinner, and changed into our comfy lounge clothes for the night, we perched on opposite ends of the sofa and settled in to watch a movie together.

Kurt’s comfy evening clothes were basically a pair of baggy athletic shorts and a white t-shirt. My comfy TV-watching clothes were a pair of thin, loose-fitting, short shorts, along with a thin cotton tank top…no bra. This was definitely comfortable for lounging, but since I had large, 34E boobs, my shirt did nothing to mask the naked tits beneath it. If you looked closely you could see my areolas through the thin material, and the bumps from my nipples were obvious…..and Kurt definitely noticed. I smiled to myself knowing that I was catching the eye of this teenager, and likely teasing him with my thin top, wobbling boobs, nipple bumps, and baggy short shorts.

After a while of watching TV, I was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with the TV remote sitting on my leg, as I occasionally texted with a friend. Kurt didn’t really like the movie we were watching and was getting restless, so he leaned over and reached for the remote on my leg. I snatched it away and said, “What are you doing? I’m watching this.”

He said, “No, you’re not….you’re texting.” And he continued to grapple for the remote.

I held the remote away from him in my right hand, and said, “It doesn’t matter, I don’t want to change the channel.”

He laughed, and started wrestling me for the remote, climbing on top of me and grabbing at it, as Taksim Escort I turned and twisted and maneuvered so that he couldn’t get it. We were both laughing at his futility….but then I realized, he wasn’t really working very hard to get the remote. Instead, he was grabbing and squeezing my tits and nipples, and even sticking his hands between my legs, as he pretended to be wrestling me for control of the remote. Once I realized this, I glanced at his crotch and immediately noticed the outline of his cock running down one leg of his shorts. It was clearly getting hard, and was pressing against the loose fabric of his shorts. The more we wrestled, the more his shorts rode up on his thighs, and I found that I could see the head of his dick, and about 2 inches of his shaft, hanging below the hem of his shorts. I was kind of impressed. For a kid in high school, he had a pretty impressive prick. It wasn’t fully erect yet, but I could see it hanging down one leg of his shorts, and it appeared to be around 8 inches long, and fairly thick.

Since my boyfriend was away on business, it had been a while since I’d enjoyed a good fuck, and I found that I was enjoying the back and forth with Kurt as we wrestled around on the sofa, with him now openly massaging my tits and pinching my nipples.

“What are you doing?” I shrieked, laughing as we rolled around on the couch.

“What does it feel like I’m doing?” he said.

“It feels like you’re grabbing my boobs and trying to finger my pussy,” I said, as I playfully pretended to push his hands away.

“Well, then, I’m doing something right,” he laughed.

I was enjoying Kurt’s attention to my tits more than I expected to, and I slowed down my “resistance” to let him get better handfuls of breasts, and even to allow him to push my panties to the side so that he was rubbing his fingers along my pussy lips, eventually pushing two fingers inside me.

“Kurt….we probably shouldn’t be doing this,” I suggested, with a wry smile. But even as I said this, I put the remote on the sofa table, and reached out with my left hand to grab his growing cock, gently running my hand along its length and up over the head.

“I think we’re already doing it,” Kurt said, as he pulled my tank top up over my swaying breasts, and began sucking and nibbling on my stiffening nipples. At the same time, he began using his two fingers that were inside my pussy to gently rub my clitoris in a rhythmic cadence that was sending little shockwaves through my body.

I closed my eyes, laid my head against the back of the couch, and began stroking his shaft a little faster. “Holy shit, Kurt, where did you learn how to do that?”

He laughed and said, “I’ve had a few dates since the last time you babysat me.”

As he said this, I felt an amazing, warm orgasm wash over me like a tidal wave, and I leaned Taksim Escort Bayan my head back and moaned as it overwhelmed my senses, causing my nipples and clit to stiffen and tingle. I pumped his dick even harder and almost immediately I heard him grunt, then felt a blast of hot cum splatter across my jiggling tits. I looked down at his rigid shaft in my hand and watched it continue to spew its milky white jizzm all over me until I had pulled out the last few drops from his nut sack. I slowed down my strokes as he finished cumming, then continued gently sliding my hand up and down his prick while he enjoyed his orgasm. I noticed with a grin that, in keeping with most teenagers, Kurt’s cock remained fully erect, even after he finished cumming. I was still leaning up against my side of the sofa, and Kurt was kind of all up on top of me, as I kept gently pumping his rod, while marveling at its size and the fact that it wasn’t getting any softer.

Just then my cell phone buzzed, and I reached for it with my free hand. It was my boyfriend, Larry, calling from Boston to say goodnight.

“Hey, Molly. How’s it going?” he said.

“Okay…how’s it going in Boston?” I said, still stroking Kurt’s rigid pole.

“Not bad. Sorry this is taking so long. I think it’ll finally be done by the end of next week.”

“No problem,” I said. “I’m stuck babysitting this weekend, anyway, so no big deal.”

As I said this, Kurt sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and started fingering my pussy again, which was absolutely dripping. I covered the phone with one hand and whispered, “Kurt…what the fuck!?” In response, Kurt pulled one of my legs up and draped it over his shoulder, which completely exposed my drenched pussy to his still rock-hard prick. He leaned into me, slowly shoving his cock into my vagina until the entire shaft was deep inside me and his balls were banging against my asshole.

I stifled a moan, then tried to continue talking with Larry, as Kurt slowly pumped his dick into and out of my aching cunt. I was doing OK until Kurt increased the pace and began slamming his dick into me harder and faster, while he massaged and slapped my tits as they bounced around and banged into each other from each thrust. With Kurt’s prick sliding in and out of my pussy, his hands squeezing my boobs, and his nut sack slapping my ass with each stroke, I could feel another orgasm approaching. I had just enough time to put my cell on mute as I let out a low moan when another intense, electrifying climax washed over me. I reveled in the warm sensation of my orgasm for only a second or two before unmuting my phone to continue my conversation with Larry.

Meanwhile, Kurt kept pounding my pussy with his engorged prick until he finally erupted, blasting streams of cum deep inside my cunt. Fortunately, I had just enough time to mute the phone Escort Taksim again before Kurt let out a loud grunt when he exploded inside me. As Kurt slowed the pace of his strokes, I unmuted the phone again to continue chatting with Larry, as Kurt gradually finished emptying his load in my pussy.

Larry and I finally finished our call, and Kurt and I just lay on the couch, tangled and on top of each other, with Kurt’s cock still fully erect and stuck deep inside my cunt. “Holy shit….he’s STILL hard,” I thought to myself, with a smile.

After we caught our breath, we both stripped and cleaned up, then flopped back onto the sofa – naked – with Kurt laying behind me – fondling my tits and with his semi-hard dick pressed against my ass – while we found a different movie to watch together. When it was over, we just slept like that on the couch until morning.

The following morning I woke up first, and I could feel Kurt’s morning wood pushing against my lower back, so I reached behind me and gently stroked it with my hand until he woke up. By then my vagina was wet and eager, so I slipped the head of his prick past my pussy lips from behind, then pushed my ass back against him as he shoved his hips forward, impaling me on his engorged cock. He didn’t need any encouragement, he immediately began rocking his hips back and forth, slamming his stiff rod into and out of my pussy, while reaching around to fondle my boobs. I reached between my legs and began rubbing my clit, which – along with Kurt’s pounding cock and tit massage – got me off almost immediately. Kurt’s climax followed quickly after that, blasting a load of hot cum deep inside my cunt.

After catching our breath, we went upstairs and showered together, during which Kurt fucked me from behind again while my boobs bounced against the shower stall until we both erupted with our second orgasms of the day.

We ended up spending Saturday mostly naked – sucking and fucking throughout the day – then sleeping on the couch again, just like Friday night, with Kurt’s hand on my tits and his semi-hard cock pressed up against my ass.

On Sunday morning I gave Kurt a blowjob in the shower, then was able to enjoy another fuck on the sofa after lunch – with me riding his cock cowgirl style that time while he played with my tits and pinched my nipples – before his parents arrived home around dinner time. They paid me my ‘babysitter’ fee and thanked me for looking after things while they were away. I told them I didn’t mind at all, and that Kurt and I had a very nice weekend together.

Larry was still on his business trip the following week, so Kurt and I managed to get together at my place a few times to screw around some more until Larry returned just before the next weekend.

Larry and I got married a year later, and a year after that Kurt went off to college. But ever since that babysitting weekend – all the way until Kurt left to go to college – we’d always managed to find a way to get Kurt’s dick into my pussy whenever Larry was out of town on one of his business trips.

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Executive Perks

By Greg

I am the director of marketing at a large fortune five hundred corporation with headquarters on the east coast. I have been steadily working my way up the corporate ladder for years and have made all the right connections along the way. Over time I have proven myself to be reliable, effective and committed. Upon reaching this level I now enjoy some of the perks of the job and I don’t just mean the keys to the executive restroom.

Our business interests span the continental United States. I am frequently required to fly to our operation centers on the west coast. We have the luxury of a corporate jet. It is used only by the higher level executives within our company. The company holds quarterly meetings in addition to fiscal year end meetings. I am also required to meet with other fellow officers at our west coast offices during any large acquisitions or mergers.

The jet is able to hold about fourteen persons including the flight crew, but it has a limited fuel range which requires making a couple stops during a cross country flight.

One of the refueling stops seems a little bit out of the way, but we almost always have a layover there. The jet refuels and there always seems to be some necessary service work scheduled to be done. This airfield seems a bit small for full sized commercial flights. Almost every time I have been there are just corporate jets or smaller private planes on the runways or in the hangers. I have come to expect a stay from just a few hours to usually an overnighter if we arrive later in the afternoon.

Just a short drive from this airport is an exclusive hunting ranch available to only a few select officers within our company. I can’t give its exact location, but I can tell you this area is only a couple of hours drive from the southern United States /Mexican border. Limos from this airfield come and go to this ranch at all hours of the day and night.

The ranch is a sprawling complex of buildings. Although I am not a hunter myself, I have been told this ranch has some of the best elk and mule deer hunting areas found anywhere in the southwest. It seems to have been here for a long time and to the casual observer it looks to be just a private hunting club.

The only access to the ranch is from a securely guarded private road. Each time I have been there the limo will pass multiple security personnel in shaded spots parked alongside the road. Many of them seem to be rather intimidating type people. I know if you were not expected or supposed to be on this road they would react quickly and stop you immediately.

I have never inquired as to exactly who owns this place and I suppose I would rather not know. I have a suspicion that the actual owners might be associated with some kind of Mexican cartel, but again you learn not to ask too many questions.

There is always a lot of activity going on at the ranch. In the early morning jeeps can be seen heading out into the countryside carrying three or four men each. Racks of most of them coming back later contain the trophies of their successful hunt.

This is a very “macho” environment. This place is the ultimate man cave on steroids. Whistles and high-five are constantly exchanged as guys vie for bragging rights. I know that anyone staying there is somehow a high level person of some major company. I recognize some familiar faces occasionally, but almost everyone there just goes by a first name only.

I’ve never had anyone tell me this outright, but it is just kind of understood that it would be rude to ask anyone else too many personal questions. The taking of pictures is strictly a no-no even to the returning hunting parties taking any trophy pictures near the lodge itself. I’ve seen a couple guys try, but someone will immediately come up and ask you to delete the pictures.

The ranch consists of a main lodge and many out-buildings surrounding it. The staff and security people stay in the other buildings. I’ve noticed rows of cabins out maybe a mile or so, but I have never been up to close to them and again no one volunteers much information about anything there.

The amenities at the ranch all seem gratis. No money is ever exchanged for anything. There doesn’t seem to even be tipping of any kind allowed either. Everything you want or need is simply made available to you. No questions asked and nothing is refused. Şirinevler Escort During your stay there anything you need, all you do is ask one of the staff. You don’t even sign-in at a registry desk or reserve a room. The staff just seems to be aware of your arrival and has a room available for you.

The evenings are the best part of a stay at the ranch because of the girls. I sort of suspect that the cabins out on the ranch are where they must come from, but no one has ever said. Around dinner they begin showing up. They just arrive by the van load and start milling around. Male guests will start pairing off with them sometimes maybe even two or three girls at a time.

The dining hall is near the center of the main lodge and clusters of tables are set about the dimly lit room. A male guest and his buddies will just claim a table and immediately a staff person will come and take your food or drink order. The women follow the guys to the table and the party begins. Wine and hard liquor flows abundantly during the meal and afterwards. Most groups move off to several large rooms just behind the main hall after dinner.

There are four large rooms back there. All are complete with fireplaces and large leather couches and chairs scattered about the rooms. There seems to be a drink staff assigned to each room to bring whatever the guests in them want.

These rooms are where the action really gets going. The girls are usually very attractive. “Primo” is what the staff calls them. Very few of them speak fluent English. Then again it is not necessary. The girls are a little tipsy from the dinner drinks.

I have come to notice the girls don’t get as much food put on their plate as the men do, but the alcohol flows equally to both. Men begin pawing and kissing on the girl or girls they are with. The girls almost immediately start shedding their clothing. One or a pair of them will begin vigorously working on the guys cock right out in the open.

This being an exclusive place for “alpha-dog” personalities the instinct to show off just seems to go with the territory. I know these other men like flaunting their prowess with the ladies. I’ve seen guys banging three and four babes all at the same time. Few if anyone ever takes anyone back to your private room. This is all about showing off and strutting your stuff. The girls are most eager to please. They almost seem to fight for the attention of the men.

I have never done it myself yet, but I have seen some of the women accompany the men when they leave the ranch. I tend to think most are illegals looking for movement from here to other cities across the United States. I assume some might become mistresses of the men and maybe others get taken to promised jobs within the companies the men run. There must be a big turnover with the girls. I assume as soon as a few leave more will come up from the south to replace them.

So I guess this is how the migration works. It is not just Mexican girls either. Many Asian girls are among them along with black girls from Jamaica and other Caribbean countries.

All seem to have been culled out for their attractiveness. I can’t imagine the life of the ugly donkey fuckers that don’t rate this route. Even these girls have had to fuck their way this far, but certainly with a better class of men.

Anyway, the last time I was there I was sitting in the lounge area sipping on a scotch and soda when a pair of the cutest little honeys came up from behind me. I hadn’t chosen them they chose me. Now typically I’m not really an orgy type guy. A single attractive girl will satisfy me all day long, but these two little vixens were like a pair of matched bookends.

I wasn’t sure if they were twin sisters or just very close cousins because I couldn’t tell them apart. The one girl just kind of slid into my lap and the other perched on the armrest of the chair I was sitting in.

I hadn’t a clue how I was going to handle these two but their eagerness was something that I would have had to be nuts to have turned them down.

The one on my lap probably didn’t weigh ninety pounds. Her cocoa colored skin tone suggested maybe Columbian or Ecuadorian. Her hair was coal black and she had the most beautiful wide smile. She wore a perfume which I guessed was some sort of native floral scent.

I was trying to make Escort Şirinevler some small talk with them when the one little gal on my lap just boldly took my drink from my hand and finished it off herself. I watched intently as she extended her tongue into the empty glass trying to capture an ice cube. She was looking me dead in the eye and I couldn’t help but watch her every move.

Her tongue was like that of a serpent as it seductively explored the remaining contents of the glass. I wasn’t sure at first if it was the glass distorting things or if her tongue was actually that long,

Suddenly she caught a bit of ice and moved the glass away from her face. “My God” was all I could think. That tongue extended maybe four inches from her mouth. In the middle of it rested a chunk of ice. It seemed to be melting as if on a hot stove. The droplets of water clung to the edges of her tongue. She leaned towards me wishing to pass it into my mouth. I opened my mouth as she brought our lips together depositing the slippery cube on my tongue. We shared the shred of ice until it melted.

That was all it took. These two were to be mine for the rest of the evening. I motioned to the dining room and both nodded quickly wishing to accompany me. I picked out a table situated in a dark corner along the wall. In a moment the server arrived and offered a refill of my drink. I politely indicated that the girls should also like to get something to drink. They made their choice in some Spanish and the server headed towards the kitchen.

The dinner was somewhat awkward due to the language barrier, but the two seemed inseparable. They would rattle on each seeming to finish the others sentence. Laugher and giggling continued throughout dinner. I probably broke the rules by allowing them to share parts of my dinner, but the small portion they had been given didn’t seem enough to feed even someone as petite as they were.

I tried several times to communicate my interest in whether or not they were related. My only hope was with the waiter. Most of them were bilingual albeit only with partially understandable English. I asked the waiter to ask if they were sisters and both girls finally nodded their heads in unison finally understanding what I had been trying to get at. We got the proper introductions out of the way. Amalia and Mia were their names. I just stayed with Bob.

The one girl Mia who had been on my lap earlier continued eye contact almost constantly with me. Just about any time she held her drink glass up to her mouth she would extend that tongue again and trace the edge of her glass by dragging that tongue seductively around the entire lip of the glass. Her intention was crystal clear. She was letting me know just what she would be capable of doing. Her sister Amalia would just giggle and elbow her when she did this.

We finished our meal we headed back to the lounge room. I found that many of the spots had already taken. Maybe twenty men were all about the place sipping on drinks while girls either mostly naked or in some level of undress were sharing their chairs or were already outright fucking them.

My pair pushed me to an unoccupied leather couch near a window. I was just getting settled and ordering another scotch when Mia without anything from me begins undressing. I was delighted at the tiny waist and slim figure. Her tits were small but when she leaned in to kiss me she sort of pushed her arms together forming a nice little cleavage in which I buried my face. She gently hugged my head holding me there. I tried to locate a nipple to kiss but she held on tightly. Finally she released me and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips. He tongue slid into my mouth and darted around searching for my tongue.

I could feel her sister going for my belt. These two were something. This was going to be a night to remember. These girls worked me as a team. Each finished what the other started. If one would be slobbering all over my cock the other would work her head below and be pulling my balls into her mouth. They tag teamed me sharing my mouth, my nipples and passed my cock back and forth like a dime store lollypop. They even got face to face as I pumped my rod through their lips. If one was sucking me the other was licking me somewhere else.

Amalia must have figured I was ready to fuck so she gets up and begins a sexy dance. She held her hair above Şirinevler Escort Bayan her head and wiggled a sultry little shake and thrust dance right in front of me. She went on for a couple minutes undulating her hips and upper torso. She reached a crescendo when she turned sideways and starting slowly began to shudder. Her tempo increased until her ass was just a blur. Maybe she was just stretching things out, but it was sure sexy as hell watching her do this. Finally she turned away and backs up and straddles me. Her sister Mia got around in front of her and goes to licking away on my dick. This kept me rock hard and wet. I grabbed Amalia by the waist and began steering her downward.

I always worry a little bit about who was previously with the girls I fuck, but these two seemed so young and clean. Sometimes you know you gotta say fuck it and “just roll the dice and hope for the best.” These two babes were not something any guy in his right mind would turn down.

The heat from Amalia’s little cunt was truly awesome. She began riding me like a champ. All the while Mia kept at my shaft with her tongue. After some serious riding Amalia gets off me. I laid back on the armrest of the couch and she gets right up in my face and starts planting kisses and pulling at my lips with her mouth. Without missing a beat Mia grabs hold of my cock and goes to town on it solo.

With the Amalia right up in my face I could only feel it at first then I had to almost push her away to actually see it but Mia was swallowing me completely. Her mouth mashed out flat at the base of my shaft. I am not hung like a horse or anything but I am not like small either. This girl was deepthroating me without even an effort. I could even feel her constricting her throat to milk my cock. Her mouth was open and she was able to extend that tongue out and reach under my ball sack and massage my nuts all at the same time.

The dual feeling of having my cock in her warm throat and my nut sack caressed at the same time was absolutely amazing.

Amalia gave me time to enjoy the sensations all the while smiling sweetly at me.

“You like?” she said in broken English.

“I like”

“Damn that girl had talent.” They both did.

I had never ejaculated directly into a girl’s throat before and I figured I might not ever get a chance like this again. I kind of moved Amalia out of in front of me sat up and cradled Mia’s small head. I as best I could I let them know this is how I wanted to cum. Amalia got up off the couch and climbed directly behind Mia and held her at the waist. She looked like she was doggy style fucking her own sister. Mia seemed to catch on to what I wanted to do and stayed attached to my cock. That magic tongue continued pushing my balls in all directions.

Mia pulled off my cock and gasped for air. She looked up at me with those innocent looking eyes. She seemed to indicate that she was ready to handle my cumshot. She didn’t have to wait long. Just a couple strokes later my balls began to unload. Jolt after jolt sent cum rocketing into her gut as I groaned in ecstasy. I think I might have been even a little rough on her, but I couldn’t help from banging her mouth against the base of my cock. The girl never even gaged once. The whole time I was grunting she was constricting her throat on my shaft. It was the most intense cum I had ever had.

I spent almost an hour with them before I could muster enough energy to fuck little Amalia in the pussy. I didn’t want her to feel left out. Her warm little pussy enveloped my cock completing one of the most enjoyable fucks I had had in years.

The next morning I awoke early hoping to get into San Diego as soon as possible. I was in luck for I was told the jet had been readied overnight. As I stepped into the lobby area I noticed a limo parked out in front. Mia and Amalia were out in front of the lodge with another group of men. They were all piling into a limo headed back to the airport. Each sister carried a small piece of luggage. It was probably everything they owned. In my mind I knew I would never see them again and I was a little sorry for that. I silently wished them well.

The jet was sitting on the runway warming up already before I arrived. I couldn’t help but notice some serious looking men standing nearby. They seemed to be keeping an eye on it until we were off the runway.

Look, I am not clueless as to what is going on. It’s just that I don’t ask too many questions and I probably really don’t want to know the answers. It’s none of my business. I am just a passenger.

Again, I just enjoy the perks and keep my mouth shut.

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Part 2

The light shined in and a faint crashing of waves could be heard. He lifted his head realizing it was 11am. He was lucky and he knew it. He had no hang over or ill feeling – in fact he felt the best he had in 10 years. The memory of the glimpse that hole in the back of the vanity provided raced through his mind. He had seen her ass, her perfect pussy. But there was more. There was an entire front view waiting to be discovered; and his favorite part of a woman – breasts – had not even provided a mere peak. Excitement ran through his body as he realized the opportunity available. If he planned the setup well enough, he could see his daughter’s holy features. Based on the way shirts draped her chest, he already knew her nipples would be perfect – slightly puffy with the areolas the size of a quarter. Perfect for sucking on. But what color where they? How did those breasts drape and hang? Given everything else was perfectly tight and perky on her, would they be the best breasts he ever saw? His own daughter, his own seed.

He decided these thoughts were enough the excite him that coffee wasn’t necessary to wake up. He had a full day of planning and strategizing a way to see glory. “I could put a camera there and record it.” Jim thought. “But how small of a camera would be needed? I only have a couple days to do this.” “No, I’ll put myself in the same spot and record it with my phone. I’ll use the bathroom right after she finishes showering knowing she needs to change.” “Tonight will be the night I see Lily’s beauty – all of it.”

Jim walked downstairs only to find a note on the kitchen table. “Daddy, I went to the Jones’ house to see Heather. Will be back tonight for dinner.” Realizing he had the house to himself, Jim came six times just thinking about his plan. He couldn’t stop cumming. Beyond her impeccable body, the taboo nature of it excited him. It was a forbidden fruit which likely tasted so good.

He remembered the cigar shop he mentioned to Molly yesterday. It made sense to get fresh air given all that was going on. Jim opened the drawer where the keys were and noticed a small notebook with Lily’s name on it. Given his new curiosities for his daughter, he opened it. It was somewhat of a planner and diary. It detailed her day and the things she had to do. Flipping several pages over, he noticed something interesting. The comment was dated a little less than two weeks ago. It read “Running low on tampons. Need to buy more. Cramps were tough this week glad its over.” Jim’s balls felt like coconuts when he read this. By the dating, Lily was at the perfect time of ovulation, she couldn’t be more fertile. Jim almost creamed himself right there but he realized seeing his daughter nude and having sex with her were to completely different leagues. One was a minor perversion, there was no going back from the other. Still, he knew he could at least dream of it.

He grabbed the keys and locked the house. Shortly, he was back in no time with the cigars. Walking to the deck, he noticed the screen door open. As he got closer, he saw a bikini top and bottom laying on the chair as if someone was tanning there. He heard the sound of a shower being turned off. “Shit!” He thought. “Lily, it that you?” he yelled. “Hey daddy! Yes, I got back and tried tanning for a bit. The lotion I put on felt icky so I decided to get a quick shower.” Jim knew this could be it – potentially now or never. “Sweety, my stomach is really bothering me. You mind hurrying up drying so I can get in?” With that, Lily opened the door to the bathroom almost completely drenched. From the looks of it, she had just put the towel on and not even attempted drying yet. “Sure, dad. I’ll just dry in my room.” His cock was starting to throb, his heart pumping out of his chest. She walked past him and he rushed in. He opened the vanity and found the hole. The door opened and closed. Lily walked by and the towel dropped. There it was. Jim almost screamed out. It took everything to keep staring while he reached into his pocket for his phone. As she turned, Lily’s position was perfect. She faced directly towards the hole and gave her father a complete open view of everything she had to offer. Her frame was thin and slender like her mothers. Her shoulders narrow and petite. But the globes that hung from her chest were magnificent – like nothing Jim had ever seen. They were milky white with puffy pink nipples perfectly placed at the tips. Almost Sefaköy Escort pointing up, they couldn’t get perkier – they were the breasts of a female ready to breed – inducing as much sperm to desire her womb as possible. It was difficult for Jim to believe he could create something so perfect.

Lily bent down to grab the towel and commenced drying herself. As she lifted her legs and contorted to dry herself effectively, she gave her daddy a glimpse from every angle. Jim couldn’t help from reaching into his pants and stroking his rock hard cock as his other hand recorded content he would use to cum forever. He saw her pussy – splayed open while one leg was high in the air. It was wet from the water. Jim zoomed his camera in to record everything he could. He dreamed of studying her folds and knowing everything about her sweet velvet hole. It was calling for his cock he thought. Her tits hung down as she bent over – swaying in motion. Those nipples would be right over his face and mouth if she were atop him. With that, he bucked 3 times and unloaded onto the floor. His balls squeezed and squeezed while his cock pulsated so hard that the head felt sore from being so engorged. He felt drained and breathed out and sat back down continuing to watch Lily dress. She pulled out a red thong and cupless bra. “Why did she have these?” Jim thought. The cupless bra wouldn’t even do much considering how perky her breasts already were. Jim was spent and needed a distraction.

Flushing the toilet to make it seem like he used it, he got up and walked out. Lily did so shortly as well. As Jim looked over in her direction, he noticed she wore a loose shirt and thin pajamas – it looked like she was wearing the cupless bra given the shirt draped her breasts and her nipples were evident but straps we on her shoulder. “Interesting and odd.” Jim thought. “Sweety, any thing you’d like to do for the remainder of the trip before we go home? Its just you and me for the next couple days.” Lily pondered the question. “Dad, Heather mentioned the ability to rent a small yacht to take out.” “I thought it would be cool and wondered if we could do so together?” Jim liked the idea. The two of them alone on a yacht – plenty of time to sneak peaks at his greatest desire. “Okay.” Jim replied. “Have Heather give you the number and I will call and set it up.” “Thanks Daddy!” Lily squealed.

Jim called the yacht rental that evening and set up the time. The closest booking was three days out, right before they had to leave. It was pricey too but Jim felt it well worth the cost. He decided that given this type of event, he’d rest for the coming days until they were on the yacht. The day came soon enough and both Jim and Lily were anxious to get out to sea. Once they boarded the yacht and Jim was provided the instructions for operation, they were out to sea in no time. “Daddy.” Lily said. “Can we go where no other boats are? I want to be in a serene place, quiet and alone.” “Let me look for a spot.” Jim replied. Looking at the GPS, Jim found a spot where no other boats seemed to be. “Sweety, there is a spot about 30 minutes out where we will be 5 miles from pretty much anything. With the water still and sun out, it should be as peaceful as you can imagine. And I can have a drink.” Jim stated. “Perfect daddy! Lets do it! Im going to go change while you take us there.” With that, Jim steered the boat towards the GPS location and turned up the yacht’s throttle. They were there in no time.

Jim sat on the edge of the yacht looking out at sea, he was so happy he took this vacation. It had offered him the best view he’d ever see. He heard the door close down in the cabin and footstep on the stairs. Looking over to ask Lily if she was hungry or needed a drink, his jaw slightly dropped. Lily wore a pink spaghetti bikini – nothing overtly sexual, but Jim knew what lay beneath. “Dad, why do you look so weird? It’s like you’ve never seen me before?” asked Lily. Jim couldn’t help himself. “You’re beautiful sweety. I finally realized how grown up you are. You’ve turned into a beautiful woman.” Lily smiled. “Thanks dad but I’ll be lucky if I find a guy as handsome as you were when you were my age.” She felt the need to correct that statement. “I mean, your still handsome now just when you were my age you were super hot. Mom showed me the pictures of you two back in the day.” Jim appreciated the compliment. “Well sweety, you’re just as beautiful Sefaköy Escort Bayan as your mother was, maybe more so.” Jim replied.

“How so?” Lily asked inquisitively. Jim knew this might be the moment to initiate the workings of his greatest dream. “Could it be possible?” He thought. His balls felt fuller than ever, he had little time alone the past two days. He knew he’d better play it cool and be so smooth Lily didn’t even realize what he was doing. “Well Lily, if I can be completely honest which is what I’ve raised you to expect, your body is slightly nicer than your mother’s when she was your age.” “In what way dad? You can be honest, I know your just trying to compliment me and make me feel good. Its ok.” Lily replied. “Well….Jim took a breadth…..your breasts are much nicer than your mother’s. Her’s are beautiful, don’t get me wrong but yours really are perfect. I haven’t seen a better pair and of course luck would have it my daughter has them. I hope I didn’t cross the line.”

With that, Lily looked down at her chest. She knew what she had was nice but never how nice. She breathed in and was silent for what felt like and eternity. “I have an idea.” She replied. Jim was frozen, waiting to hear this idea. All the hairs on his body stood up. He felt the adrenaline rush over him and his balls ache as they swelled.

“I haven’t seen a real penis yet and with college in a few months I want to have some idea of what to expect….” Jim was still silent and frozen – he couldn’t believe he was heard those words come out of Lily’s mouth. He pinched himself.

“If you take your pants off, I’ll take my top off and we can act like nothing is going on while both enjoying the lesson life has to offer.” Lily asked modestly.

Jim’s cock was swelling. “Sweety. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. You do know guys respond a certain way when they see breasts – especially ones that look like yours?” Jim asked. Lily gave it thought. “Lets just see what happens. If it gets weird, we’ll stop and act like it never occurred.”

With that, Jim knew his cock had one job – impress this girl. Jim stood up in front of Lily. Slowly each one removed their respective article of clothing. Jim saw the breasts of his dream a second time but now they were only a couple feet in front of him, nipples pointing to him. His cock began to react.

Lily watched as her father’s shaft elongated and swelled in girth. She’d seen this occur in videos but the scale was nowhere near what she’d expected. What started out as proportional to his body became at least three times that. Upon full erection, her father’s penis extended 10 inches out – effectively her forearm’s length and was twice as thick. She gulped.

“Sweety, Im sorry about this. But at least you get to see the whole show.” said Jim. “So that is what I’d be expected to stick in my vagina?” Lily asked somewhat scared. Jim’s cock jerked to life due to the reference of his cock inside her womb. “Yes, actually.” he replied exhaling from the anxiety. “Get her curious” He thought. “Your mother never thought of it as too much but just enough.”

Jim mulled over it for a moment but the hormones got the best of him. He had to act – now! “Sweety… look at us. Your topless and my dick is completely out in the open. I’ve never been so knotted up inside. I, I need to release myself in some way and while I know its wrong, I want to release myself with you.” “Can I please fuck you? Pleaaase!?” Jim exclaimed. He had let it all out – on the line waiting for a reply. His senses were coming back to him and he realized what he had done.

Lily turned around without saying a single word. Jim’s heart dropped. She picked up her top and walked down the steps to the cabin. “Come down here daddy.” she softly spoke.

Jim wasn’t sure what to make of it but he did as she said. When he walked into the cabin room, Lily had already removed her bottom and was spread eagle on the bed. Her pussy presenting itself to him. Hey hips were so thick and full. Her thighs and calves perfectly shaped.

“Daddy. I love you and I know you love me. If this is what you need, you can have as much of it as you want.” Jim almost fell to the floor. His balls felt bigger than he ever knew, instinct was in hyperdrive. Jim quickly undressed and almost ran over the his baby who was spread out still. He couldn’t believe how tone her thighs were. How flexible she was and the way everything Escort Sefaköy was presented for him. Perfect white skin with a pink center. He slowly grabbed Lily’s right breast. Feeling its supple skin and softness, he almost came right there and then. It took everything, but he refrained – that cum was for something special. Jim leaned down thinking he’d need to get Lily wet before the real fun began. She was glistening already – wet and ripe. Her musk was like her mothers, only fresher and younger if a smell can have an age.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. “Daddy?” Lily whispered. “Im not taking any birth control. Its been almost two weeks since I had my period. Please have all the fun you want but don’t cum inside me.” Jim hearing the confirmation of his thoughts almost fainted realizing his opportunity. “Heaven IS real?” He thought. “Okay Sweety, I understand.” He said.

Jim let the tip of his cock gently slap onto his daughter’s pussy. His dark pink head and her bright pink lips seemed like the most beautiful artistic expression he could imagine. His precum dabbed her hole and created a string between their organs. He exhaled hard and let the head come to rest on her. Feeling the tension in his balls he savored the build up and pressure. He knew it would be over shortly and wanted to feel the yearning desire he presently had, knowing of the eruption that would soon occur. Once content with savoring this feeling, he leaned into his daughter and let his cock slide into her. Her pussy was better than even he could have imagined. Tight, but not too tight. It felt like it was built for his cock – like two pieces of a puzzle perfectly fit together. He wanted to stay there, still, feeling the warmth and pulsing of Lily’s pussy on his cock for eternity. But more fun could be had.

He gently began to rock his hips letting about eight of the ten inches slide in and out of Lily. Her moans began and he knew what it would lead him to do. He locked eyes on the most immaculate pair of tits he’d ever seen. They bounced and swayed as he glided in and out, stretching that slick velvet hole. In a way, though he wasn’t directly feeling them while he fucked her, he was consuming everything about those breasts by simply watching them and seeing them respond to his movements. His eyes focused on the dark pink areolas inches away, then to his cock sliding in and out of the pink warm velvet of his Lily. The time was now – he hummed a deep tone of pleasure. Barbaric grunts echoed through the cabin as he gasped for air. Three slow and deliberately long strokes, tip to base, and he sank his cock as far in as he could. He felt the thick pulses of cum leave his balls and rise through the base of his cock, then to the tip and spurt into Lily’s womb. Lily was in shock. Completely filled, the rhythm of her daddy’s cock had made her feel more pleasure than she ever thought possible. She saw the animalistic lust in his eyes. She knew what was occurring and focused on the convulsions of warm fluid filling her. Unintentionally, due to the immense pleasure, he bucked and twitched. His cum filled her. He came, and came, and came more so than he knew was possible. Lily was overwhelmed by what just occurred and moaned louder than Jim ever heard a woman moan. Her faint angelic voice oozed lust. But it was only them for miles. No one could hear their primal screams of pleasure. No one knew what a man was being allowed to do with his 18 year old daughter.

His cock had not betrayed him and went limp but rather remained hard as he recharged. He felt waves of clamping and knew what he had done to his little girl. Lily’s first real orgasm was occurring and due to it her egg would likely move closer to the womb he had just filled. He saw her toes curling from the pleasure. He made her cum for him – she wanted his seed. This sight alone made him to cum again. Jim felt like every muscle in his body was squeezing as much cum through his cock into his little girl. He couldn’t believe his balls could manufacture so much seed. They must have realized what an opportunity they had.

Spent, Jim laid there, atop Lily. His face rested on her breasts and he breathed them in, sucked them, and felt complete. This breeding session lasted for another hour. Jim came 5 times in her until his cock was dry firing and he couldn’t move from his nerves being so overwhelmed. He was almost crying from the pleasure. He bred the best body he’d ever see and he knew it. He felt immense satisfaction with his ability to have her. Together, they fell asleep. Jim thanked the universe for what it had allowed him to do. He swore he would do this for as long as he lived.

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In part 1 I told about my friend Lane who was a very deep sleeper all his life. You could do anything at all to him and not wake him. We did all kinds of things to him when we were teens but eventually grew tired of it. Lane and I went on camping trips every year and on one of these trips he took his new dog along. It was during this trip that I was playing with his dog after he went to sleep. The dog seemed horny and I got the idea to teach his dog to fuck Lane’s mouth while he slept. I was very successfully beyond what I had hoped for. He never woke up during any of our fun and his dog and I had fun times.

I found a dog for myself after that and had some similar fun with him. My dog Bowser was much bigger but didn’t have that large of a cock. But he was a horny dog just the same.

After our last camp out I started looking for a girlfriend with the same sleeping problem. When talking to one of my female coworkers about Lane’s deep sleeping, she mentioned a friend of hers that had the same problem. She wouldn’t go anywhere where there was a chance of her falling asleep because she had a bad experience at college. Apparently she had fallen asleep at a party and when they couldn’t wake her she became the center of the festivities. Luckily there were few photos taken and those were by a friend who couldn’t stop the crowd. She woke the next morning painted head to toe. Her friend told her she had threatened to call 911 if they molested her so they painted her instead. She realized how bad it could have been so now she was extra careful.

I weaseled my way into meeting her and we hit it off right away. She loved Bowser and he liked her. We dated for a month before she would give me more than a kiss. Bowser went everywhere with us. I told her Bowser was my partner and we shared everything.

When we made love for the first time it was the sweetest lovemaking I had ever experienced. It was the slow soft stroking kind where you are in no hurry to ever get to the finish because you don’t want it to ever end. The second time was the mad hot passionate kind where you want to fuck the brains out of each other. We had to lock Bowser out of the room because he almost mounted me while I was fucking her. I joked that he wanted to share. She joked that I was selfish.

We had lots of sex over the next few weeks. I found that she loved oral and would suck my cock so hard I thought she would suck the head off before I would blow my load. When I would start to blow she would always go deep and suck even harder. She could swallow my cock until her nose was between my balls. She seemed to like smelling them while I came. It was one of the greatest things I have ever had done to me. She loved to suck me while I ate her. She would about smother me and crush my head with her legs when she came.

When she finally agreed to stay the night she said she trusted me to not take advantage of her while she was sleeping and I assured her that I wouldn’t. Then she blew my mind by saying she wanted me to stick my cock in her mouth when she was asleep to see what she would do. She always wanted to know how vulnerable she really was while sleeping. She wanted to see if she would blow me in her sleep. I had permission to do anything I wanted but I had to cum in her mouth at least once to see if she would swallow or not. I told her she could count on me.

When we got under the covers and cuddled it only took a few minutes for her to fall asleep. I was not at all sleepy because of the prospect of getting a sleepy blow job. I waited for at least 10 minutes (seemed like an hour) before I moved the Bağcılar Escort covers off of her. I nudged her a few times to see if she was truly asleep. I kissed, tickled, bit and dragged her and she didn’t wake.

This was just what I had hoped for, dead asleep. I was hard as a rock in anticipation of what was to come. I moved her into a better position for me to better fuck her face. I pulled her face to the side of the bed so her mouth was right at the edge. I knelt at the edge of the bed and placed my cock at her lips and slid the tip in. She moved her lips a little and I was getting hard as steel. I slid it into her mouth and she did little sucking motions. I was sliding it in and out of her mouth and she was sucking more each time. This was so erotic that I wasn’t going to last long before I blew my first load for the night. I tried to go slow to make it last but failed. When I blew my cum into her mouth she just kept sucking and was swallowing it all. It felt sooo good that I didn’t want to stop.

I waited until my cock had shrunk down before I pulled it out of her mouth and went to the bathroom. When I came back I was shocked to see my dog Bowser had taken my place and was feeding his cock to her a lot more vigorously than I had. I really should have known that he might try because we had done it that way before. I actually had cut the legs short on the bed frame so he could do it at a comfortable position. When people asked why it was so low, I just said that I liked that level. I woke up many nights with him trying to fuck my face and sometimes I let him.

It was a good thing that Bowser didn’t have that big of a cock. I looked close and saw he was in as deep as he could go and was ready to cum. Luckily he didn’t have a large knot either because it was in her mouth the whole way and he was now cumming down her throat. She was still breathing and sucking during this so I relaxed some. I made sure he didn’t try to turn away and hurt her or himself. I watched her suck for 10 minutes or more before I let him pull his now shrunk cock out of her mouth.

She was still making sucking motions when he pulled his cock out of her mouth. I was horny again by then so I fed my cock back to her. She sucked nicely as I pumped my meat in her mouth. It was taking a long time for me to cum again and Bowser apparently was horny and mounted me as I was bent over a little. He struck home quickly and fucked me hard helping push me deeper into her mouth.

As soon as he worked his knot up my ass I unloaded my cum. This time I was going crazy. Being the second time I came and with Bowser’s cock unloading up my ass, my cock didn’t want to stop throbbing. God it felt good. I stayed in her mouth until Bowser pulled out of my ass. Then Bowser went to a corner and I went back to the bathroom to clean up.

I hurried this time to make sure Bowser didn’t go for more before I got back. When I came back he had just pulled the covers off of her. He sometimes did that to me also. He was sniffing at her crotch smelling something good. I told him that I was first. I pulled her panties off and pulled her to the edge of the bed so her crotch was right at the edge and her feet on the floor. I started licking her juices and kneading her tits. Bowser was trying to taste also so I spread her legs enough that we could both lick. We both gave her pussy a good cleaning. She moaned lightly the whole time.

I decided to fuck her so I slid my cock to her and started fucking slowly since I knew it would take some time to cum a third time. Bowser was trying to get in on the action by Bağcılar Escort Bayan mounting me but the angle was all wrong. When he gave up I decided to roll over and give him a chance for a double.

Rolling over with a sleeping person wasn’t easy but I managed. As soon as we were in position Bowser knew what to do. He hopped right on her back and started thrusting away. His cock was poking all around trying to find a hole. He got in beside me for a few strokes before falling back out. When he found her ass I could feel him enter beside me but not the same as when he was in her pussy with me. He really hammered her ass and I was matching his strokes. Bowser came right before me and I could feel his knot swell beside my cock adding to the tightness of her pussy.

I had to stay under her waiting for Bowser’s knot to go down before I let his legs go so he could pull out of her ass. All the leaking cum was soaking my crotch. When he pulled out I rolled back over so I could get up to clean up. When I looked back on my way to the bathroom I saw Bowser cleaning her pussy. When I got back from cleaning up I found Bowser had mounted my girlfriend and was fucking her real hard. She was moaning loudly now and sounded like she was cumming constantly. Bowser fucked her hard for about 5 minutes before pulling up tight and let loose his cum. When he was done he pulled out with a plop. I looked at my girlfriend’s juicy snatch and dove in for a feast. I sucked out all that Bowser and I had deposited that night.

After all of that we went to sleep for the night.

I woke up a couple of times during the night to find Bowser fucking my girlfriend’s face, taking advantage of her. I woke up around 11:00 to find my girlfriend humming happily walking around cleaning my place. She smiled at me and asked if I slept well. She told me she woke to a surprise. She woke to find a cock in her mouth. She said she thought it was me at first and was sucking happily but eventually realized that it was Bowser. She wasn’t mad about it but wondered how I felt. I told her that if she didn’t mind, I didn’t and for sure Bowser didn’t. She told me he came a lot and it tasted good so she swallowed it all.

She jumped on me in bed told me to go brush my teeth because I had dog breath. Then she asked me how the night went. She said she was a little sore in places she didn’t expect and wasn’t hungry this morning so she understood that she must have been fed well during the night. I told her most of what went on during the night. I told her about Bowser fucking her ass after I rolled over. And about catching him fucking her mouth after going to the bathroom. She listened and laughed. She said it sounded like fun and she wanted to reenact it all while awake. A dream come true I thought.

So we did. We started with me at the edge of the bed getting sucked by her. When I came back from the bathroom Bowser had taken my place and was fucking her mouth real good. After he was done I took his place for seconds. I went to the bathroom and Bowser had pulled the covers off of her and was trying to lick her pussy. She was resisting. I pulled her to the edge of the bed and started sliding my cock across her slit to get hard again before fucking her slowly. She was really getting into it this time since she wasn’t asleep.

Bowser climbed on my back and started trying to fuck me from behind. My girlfriend was laughing hard about this. When he gave up and got off of my back we rolled over and now Bowser saw what he wanted. He jumped on her back and was poking around. Her eyes were real wide wondering Escort Bağcılar what was going to happen. He got his cock up her ass pretty quick and started fucking her hard. She was fucking us back just as hard and was creaming and screaming while having orgasms one after another. She said this was her first double penetration and she loved it. I corrected her by saying it was her second.

When Bowser pulled up tight and started unloading his cum she let out a long moan and ground her ass back into him and I. I sped up and managed to cum with them which made her grind me harder. I held onto Bowser’s paws to prevent him from trying to pull his knot out. She ground off a couple more orgasms before we all disengaged.

My girlfriend and I laid there for a while getting our breath back. Before we got up Bowser came back and started cleaning her pussy. She slid her ass to the edge of the bed so he could clean her good. She was going on about how good his tongue felt. I was watching and noticed that his cock was starting to come out of its covering. She was laying there with her legs spread wide and her ass off the bed humping up into his tongue. She was getting into it big time.

Before she knew what happened Bowser quit licking and jumped up on her. He was quickly fucking her deep and she didn’t even protest a little. She started cumming as soon as he stuck it in. He was deep and fucking as fast as I ever saw him go. They both seemed to be enjoying this position a lot. She was hanging on tight and fucking him back hard. She was getting orgasms one after another and when he locked up with her she let out a long wail of pleasure. He had stopped moving but she was humping up at him and holding him tight. Eventually she calmed down and let him loose. He climbed down and pulled his knot out.

I was so turned on from watching that I had another hard on. I moved into place and within a few strokes I let go my load. She barely moved. I pulled out and sat down between her legs. I sat there looking at her spread legs and well used pussy which was drooling cum. I moved closer and licked at the residues of our activities. She let me know that she liked what I was doing and to continue. She pulled my face tight into her crotch and told me to eat it all. I did as told. I was sucking all the cum out of her when I felt Bowser lick my ass.

Bowser licked my ass a few times before jumping on my back and humping my ass. He hit home quickly and started fucking away. I kept sucking at her pussy while Bowser hammered my ass. My girlfriend eventually noticed the extra motion and sat up to see what was going on. She has a huge smile when she saw what Bowser was doing to me. She had me by the hair smashing my face into her pussy squeezing out all the cum while trying to come once more. When she saw Bowser pull up tight she came at the same time. She was just about smothering me while Bowser was pumping his cum up my ass. I sucked at her pussy until Bowser pulled out of my ass.

After that she got down and tried to suck Bowser’s cum out of my ass. My cock was way over used and sore but still got erect from her ass play. She pulled me by the cock to the shower.

We talked about what had transpired and I found that she really had no boundaries on what kind of fun we had together, and that included Bowser. She did suggest we get another dog though because she didn’t think Bowser would be able to keep this pace every day. That and she wanted to try a dog with a lot bigger cock.

Oh the fun we had after that. Eventually I married that girl and we still have a lot of fun. We have four dogs now and one is a great dane. She wanted big and she got her wish.

Don’t spend a minute of your life worrying about what others think. As long as you are having fun with willing participants, go for it.

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The phone woke me instantly; I just didn’t know where I was. Since my years as a Marine, I’ve always had the ability to come awake and assess the situation around me rapidly. When I’m sound asleep, like I was this time, it takes a little longer for the comprehension of where I am, and how I got there, to catch up.

“Hello?” I already knew it was Gloria, thanks to caller ID. I’m sure my voice sounded sleepy.

“Were you asleep?” I glanced at my watch.

“Yeah.” I answered groggily. “What’s up?”

“In bed early?”

I glanced at my watch again. Had I read it wrong? “It’s 2 am,” I answered simply.

“Two? Where are you?”

“About 4 hours south of Buenos Aires.”

“Oh my god Jimmy, I’m so sorry. I completely forgot.”

“‘Sokay. I’m awake now.” I was silent for a moment. “What’s up, babe?”

“Not much. I was just thinking of you.”

“Hmm. Lonely?” I queried.

“Oh, I was just lying here, dreaming about you.”

“Uh huh. Anything good?”

“Just dreaming about what it would be like if you came wandering through my bedroom door and joined me.”

“Umm.” My mind was beginning to catch up. “Horny are we?”

“How’d you know?”

“When aren’t you horny?”

“I wasn’t that way before I met you!”

“Yes you were. You just didn’t know it.”

“Maybe.”

“No ‘maybe’ about it.” I knew I was right, I’d heard it in her voice.

“Where are you? In bed?”

“Yeah.”

“Umm, that would be fun if I could join you. Whatcha wearing?”

“Nothing.” It came across somewhat sheepishly.

“What’re you embarrassed about?” I asked. “I’m naked too.”

“I wish you were here naked with me or I was naked there with you.”

“Me too”

And what would we do if we were together?”

“Fuck each other’s brains out.” No pulling punches with that answer.

I was wide awake now, my slow motion brain finally catching up with the one driven by adrenaline. I reached down to scratch myself. Finding more than just the beginnings of an erection, I left my hand in place, enjoying the pleasurable sensation.

“My, my. We really are horny aren’t we?” I chuckled.

She didn’t answer immediately. “You forget, I don’t get it as often as you do. You get to go home to Janet; I have to wait for whenever we can get together for a weekend somewhere.”

“I’m sorry, Babe. I won’t even be back in the States until the end of next week.”

“Can you stop and see me?”

I thought about my flight schedules, probably wouldn’t be able to stop by even then. “I don’t know, babe. I’m not thinking it looks real good that way with my schedule.”

“Can’t you change it? I need a Jimmy fix.”

“I don’t know, Hon. It’s kind of hard to say – but you never know, something might come up.” I didn’t think so, but stranger things have happened. “You need a Jimmy fix, huh? Haven’t you got some toys you can use instead of me?”

“I’ve already played with them. I want you.”

I laughed out loud; I’d never heard her quite like this. “My goodness, what turned you on so much?” She didn’t answer – which told me more than if she had just answered with anything.

“Ahh, so there was something, wasn’t there?” The phone was still silent.

“Come on, what was it? You know you want to tell me. Something on TV?”

“No.” Just as I thought, she would answer if I guessed correctly. She’d probably eventually tell me anyway, but she wasn’t going to give it up now unless I asked the right question.

“Something at work?”

She didn’t answer immediately, which after the previously rapid “no” again told me I’d guessed correctly.

“OK, so it was work. Tell me about it. Male?”

“Yes.”

I gave her a few silent moments, and then urged her on. “Want to tell me about it?”

“You’ve corrupted me, you know.”

“Why, what did I do now?” How is it that when she does something, I’m the one who corrupted her?

“You’ve just got me thinking about being naked and having sex with you all the time.”

“So what does that have to do with today?”

“Everything. You’ve changed the way I think, the things I do.”

She didn’t immediately continue, so I probed. “And the point is?”

She started slowly, almost sheepishly, “I’ve always been pretty conservative in what I wear at work. I mean, I still am, at least, most of the time. But you started making me feel sexy, and Melissa keeps telling me I need to quit dressing like a grandma…” Her voice faded out.

“And?”

“I mean it wasn’t like I was dressing like a floozy or anything, nothing different than what I’ve seen others wear hundreds of times. It was just a white blouse and a skirt.”

This conversation was going nowhere fast. “Are you going to tell me what happened or are we playing twenty questions?”

She giggled. “It’s kind of embarrassing.”

“Ok, so just start at the beginning and tell me what happened?”

She sighed. “It was this morning; I was getting ready to go to work. I have this new blouse that I got when Zeytinburnu Escort Melissa and I went shopping. I never would have picked it out by myself. It’s got this little bit of a scoop neck, it shows a bit more cleavage than I normally would show at work, but it’s pretty and I decided to wear it. I went to look at myself in the mirror and realized with this blouse I could tell I had my old granny bra on. You know Melissa made me get almost all new undies?” She didn’t wait for a reply. “Anyway, I have these silky and lacy bras we bought, I know you’re going to like them, and decided to try one on instead. I hadn’t worn them to work yet, but I changed my bra and put the shirt back on, and although it doesn’t cover me quite like the granny ones, I thought it wasn’t out of line for business dress and decided to wear it.”

“Umm, new bras that I’m going to like, huh?” She giggled in response.

“You’ll like them on and I’ll like you taking them off.”

“No way.” I laughed back, “When you’re with me we stay naked all weekend.”

“Ooh, now that sounds enticing. Are you offering?”

“Always. Now quit stalling and tell me what happened.”

There was a pause, then she continued. “My new bra is lacy, when my blouse is pulled tight against it, you can see the lacy pattern. It’s not revealing or anything, just a pretty pattern, you know? I wasn’t looking to show off or draw attention to myself or anything, it just felt good and made me feel good, you know?”

I wasn’t certain, but suspected that maybe the protests were driven by maybe just a tinge of guilt. “It made you feel good; meaning, it made you feel sexy?” She ignored my question.

“So there’s this computer tech guy, just a young kid really, kinda nerdy. I mean, I’ve never enticed him or led him on or anything, I mean really he’s just a kid. Maybe 27 or 28 or so.”

“And that’s a kid?”

“God yes, he’s got to be 10 years younger than I am.”

“I guess I could say the same about you and me?” She again chose to ignore my jab.

“I’ve seen him looking at me a few times. You know, just one of those “he was looking at me” things. I don’t see him that often, but I’ve sorta known he must have a crush on me. But it’s the office, ya know? I’ve never encouraged him or anything, but he always seems to come by and say hi when he does….” This time I didn’t say anything, just waited.

“They’ve got this new software we all got, and everyone’s been having trouble getting it installed. Something about some configuration setting. Anyway, Ron — that’s his name, did I say that earlier?’ Ron came by to help me. He was standing there, right beside my desk telling me what to do. I looked over at the instruction sheet which was right by him, and… well, I realized that he was… he was aroused. I mean he didn’t have a total hard on or anything, I just realized he had a pretty good bulge in his pants. I didn’t want him to know I’d noticed, I didn’t want to embarrass him — or me, so at first I just ignored it. I figured he’d be pretty embarrassed if he knew that I’d seen. But then when I looked back again, he had obviously gotten harder, I could see where his cock was sliding down his pants leg. And just like that — I realized why.” She stopped, so I had to push her to go on.

“Well? Come on girl, quit teasing me.”

“I wasn’t thinking about where exactly he was standing, but when I saw his cock had gotten harder, I realized he was slightly behind me where he was looking over my shoulder. I was leaning slightly forward, my hands on the keyboard. I suddenly realized my blouse was hanging open, what I thought was just a little. I wanted to check myself without his knowing, so I just looked down without moving my head. When I glanced down at myself I could tell that he was looking right down my blouse and I’m pretty sure he was seeing everything!”

“Everything?”

“Absolutely. I mean, if I could see my nipple — he could too.”

“Ohh, I’d like to see your nipple.”

“You have, you dirty boy.”

I laughed. “So, what did you do?”

“Oh my god, I was suddenly embarrassed. I was worried about him knowing I’d seen he had a hard on, and suddenly realized it was because he was looking right down my blouse. I had this flash of heat all over my face. I’m sure if he’d been in front of me he’d have seen it, but he wasn’t. I almost grabbed my shirt to pull it closed, but realized he was probably watching and he’d know I knew, and I didn’t want him to know, and… and I didn’t do anything. I just pretended I didn’t know, but I really did and then I realized it wasn’t just my face, I realized I’d practically creamed my undies! I knew it was naughty, but I just let him look! Oh my god, I was sitting there, knowing he was looking and I was getting so horny…” She paused momentarily, “It was only a couple of minutes more and we had everything working. I thanked him for the help and the poor guy could barely walk away.”

“When he left I couldn’t just sit there, I went into the bathroom to compose Zeytinburnu Escort myself. I guess that was probably a bad move. You know, with my old granny bras, if my nipples got hard they didn’t really show, but with the lacy bra they totally showed through my blouse. I mean, not that you could see them or anything, I mean it wasn’t see-through, just that anyone who saw me knew my nipples were hard. I realized that I was walking through an entire office of mostly males and that I might as well not have had a bra on at all. I probably would have been better off actually. I didn’t have a clue before then but the new bras don’t hold me quite as tight, they let my boobs move a little, and with my nipples hard the lace just kept rubbing them while I was walking, and I was getting more turned on and my nipples were getting harder… By the time I got to the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror I was so turned on I went into the stall and made myself cum.”

“God, that’s hot, Gloria.”

“All I could think about was getting naked with you and fucking your brains out. I really had made a mess of my undies. They were so wet I had to take them off and put them in my purse and went back to my office without.”

“You masturbated in the bathroom at work, and then went back to your desk without undies? Umm. That would have been fun hiding under your desk!”

“You bastard!” She giggled and continued, “That’s exactly what I was thinking. By the time I got back to my desk I was just as bad off as when I left. I kept thinking about what it would be like to sit there and be completely naughty. I imagined what you could do to me if you were under my desk.” Her voice took on a teasing quality as she continued, “I could sit forward until I was just on the edge of my chair and you could spread my legs and no one would know you were there. You’d push my skirt back and your fingers and tongue would play their magic, and I got so horny sitting there, I tried it. I slid forward and moved my skirt up so my bare bottom was on the edge of the chair which was a turn on just in itself, feeling the leather instead of cloth and… And I made myself cum again.”

“You masturbated at your desk in a busy office?” By now I’d totally risen to the occasion and was gently stroking myself to her tale. “Did anyone notice?”

“It’s not quite like that. I’m normally in a room with two other people, but they weren’t there, so it was just me. They would have been able to tell what I was doing if they were, but they weren’t. There were people just outside our room, though. There’s one guy that sits about 3 feet from me in the next room only there’s a wall between us, so he couldn’t have known. But the door was open, anyone could have come in, but I’m pretty sure I would have heard them coming down the hall before they got there.”

“So nobody knew?”

“No, nobody knew.”

“Then what was the harm?”

“None, I guess, except that I could smell my sex on my fingers. I was afraid that if anyone came near they would too, and I couldn’t even think about work, so I decided I just couldn’t stay, and packed up and came home.”

“Oh my god Gloria, you’ve got me hard just thinking about you. That is so hot.”

“I’m still horny. I need you, Jimmy. I need you to be here and make me cum the way you do. It’s just not as good when I do myself.”

“I know, Babe, but I can’t right now. You’ll just have to take care of yourself.”

“I’ve been trying.”

“You have? Like when you did yourself while I was watching on the deck?” It was silent on her end for a moment before she answered.

“Yeah. I mean, no. I mean, yeah, I made myself cum, I’ve done it three or four times already, but it’s not like when we were together.”

“Why is that?”

“I don’t know. I make myself cum, but somehow it isn’t as good.”

“What do you mean, not as good?”

“I mean… it’s like… it’s like my clit gets off, but when we were together my whole body got off. Like my mind locked up and my knees locked up and I didn’t even want you to touch me for a while. And this, it’s like… it… it’s good, but I know it can be so much better. I need you.”

We continued to talk for a bit. I listened to what she was saying; thinking about what she was telling me. “Tell me, when you make yourself come, do you do it the same as when you did it – say two years ago – before we met?

Her answer wasn’t instantaneous. “No…”

“Do you do it the same as when I do you?”

“No….”

“So how is it different? How did you masturbate back then that’s different today?”

I could tell she really did have to think about it. “I don’t know, I mean, I do, but…”

“But what?”

It took a bit, but finally she began telling me; telling me about how before we met she really didn’t know exactly how to touch herself. Telling me about how she got so tired of her husband attacking her clit, about how she got numb and it didn’t really feel good; about how she did to herself exactly what she didn’t get from Escort Zeytinburnu her husband, how it took long protracted stimulation to make herself cum.

“So that’s why you treated yourself so roughly. I’ve never known a woman who liked it quite like you did.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“And how is it different now?”

“You… and Steve and Mary too… you knew how to touch me and do what I needed, and… and I guess I learned. I can touch myself or use my toys to make myself cum practically at will now.”

“You don’t treat yourself as roughly as you used to?”

“No, I can, that still feels good, but I don’t have to. It’s just that now when I get to where I want to cum I can do it without any trouble.”

“Ahh,” I said, the light going off in my head. “And maybe that’s just the problem. Making yourself cum too soon. Instead of letting it build, you’re scratching the itch too early.”

“What do you mean?” she asked with a puzzled tone.

“You’re getting yourself off physically, but not mentally. What would you say is your main sex organ?” I asked, knowing I was on the right track.

“My clit.” She answered without hesitation.

“No, it’s not. It’s your brain. Sex is something like 90% mental; maybe only 10% is physical. Like your getting aroused at work – was that because this guy physically touched you, or did you do it to yourself just knowing that he was looking? Just knowing that your change of dress style was letting you be a little naughty?”

“I… uhm…

“Truthfully, when you put on that sexier bra and lower cut blouse, didn’t it at least cross your mind that maybe sometime, somewhere, there would be an “oops” where something might happen? Where someone might see something that you hadn’t totally planned on?”

“Well… Yeah. But, I mean, a girl always checks her clothes…”

“Of course.” I interrupted, “But you admitted that it was lower cut than you normally wear, that it was a bit more revealing than normal. So if you checked your clothes, and thought that it might be a bit more revealing and that it might inadvertently show some flesh, might just be a little bit naughty and decided to wear it anyway, isn’t that saying you really wanted it to happen? If you had wanted to make sure it didn’t happen, you would have stuck with your old grannie stuff. Maybe you didn’t know who, or when or where, but when it did happen — didn’t it excite you?” I waited, the phone was silent.

“Well, am I right?”

Here I waited another second or two, her silence was deafening. “So your brain got aroused, which got your body aroused,” I continued in an explanatory tone, “and then you paraded those cute little nipples of yours through the office to the bathroom just hoping someone else would see, knowing they would see. I’m betting you actually saw some eyes do a double-take, didn’t you?” I didn’t wait for her to answer.

“And then in the bathroom, you decided to diddle your bean. Or at least that’s what you reasoned, but in reality that’s why you left your desk, wasn’t it? You knew you were going to the bathroom to get yourself off when you left your desk.”

“I… I don’t know…” Yes she did — but I let her little lie go. I continued, a bit softer.

“You were alone in your office, you could have slipped your panties off there, and no one would have been the wiser. You’ve told me before you’ve actually not even worn panties to work a couple of times, right? When you had some boring meetings to go to?”

“Yeah,” She answered sheepishly.

“When you did yourself in the bathroom, it was quick, wasn’t it. How fast? Thirty seconds… a minute?”

“How’d you know?” She admitted without admitting it.

“And the same at your desk?”

“How do you know that?” she asked again, wonderment in her voice.

“Because that was the physical. You felt the itch — so you scratched it. That’s ok — we all do sometimes. But that felt good physically without including your mind. But just think — if you’d walked to the bathroom and taken your panties off, and then walked back without having gotten off, and then sat there at your desk with your little bare bottom on the seat — thinking about me under your desk… or better yet, how about Mary under your desk? How much better would that have been?” I heard a slight inhale through the phone. “Wouldn’t that have been nicer?”

“Yeah,” She practically breathed into the phone. Even if she hadn’t told me she was horny when she woke me, I’d have recognized her arousal now.

“Believe it or not sweetie, one of the troubles with getting yourself off is that it’s too easy. We get the 10% physical, and the 90% mental just keeps going, unsatisfied. Are you playing with yourself right now?”

“Yeah.”

“Ummm. Me too. Nice, isn’t it? Tell me what you’re doing; are you touching your clit?”

“Just sort of touching myself, thinking of you.”

“No, be precise. I’m holding the phone with my left hand and I’ve been stroking myself with my right. I’ve got it wrapped around my cock, just holding it right now, right below the head. I’m going to put my phone on speaker, I want you to do the same, and then tell me exactly what you’re doing.” I pushed the button, heard some rustling through the phone and then her voice came back, obviously on a speaker. “Can you hear me?”

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The famous astronomical clock was indeed impressive, dominating the entire face of the street and drawing the crowds from all around. Tourist guides could be heard, offering varying versions of the same story – the history, the engineering, the fame – in multiple languages. I was hovering near one guide, their American accent cutting through the surrounding sounds, as they educated their charges on what was one of the beauties of Prague.

I liked Europe and how easy it was to get around by cheap airline. Browsing the web early in the week and there could well be a deal to spend a weekend in one of a number of fascinating cities, across the continent. Happy to travel on my own, curious to meet new people, my travels had taken me far and wide throughout this great continent and I loved it. Little was I to know when I started how things would turn out.

Working as an IT contractor helped enormously. Often I would get sent to cities by my company. These were the trips I loved, especially as I was on an expense account, they put me up in good hotels and I always could tack on a day or two to some sightseeing with relatively little extra expense on my side.

This was one such trip. I had flown in three days ago and come straight to the client’s office from the airport. Typical issues abounded and they needed fixing yesterday, all the while with an irate executive or two wondering why the issue wasn’t already resolved.

I had come in to reception and the girl on the desk had said, in pretty good English, that they were expecting me. Shortly a frosted glass door opened an another young woman walked through. First glance would have had her somewhere between 25-30, about 5’6”, slender, clad in professional attire of a light lilac blouse and a dark blue skirt, ending just above her knees. Her blond hair was pulled back into a pony tail and she had piercing blue eyes atop high, Slavic cheekbones. I wanted her. Her eyes flickered as she looked at me, before stretching a hand out to shake mine. “Anastazie”, she said and this was really the last personal detail I was to hear.

We had to work together for the rest of that day. Despite her corporate outfit, this was a pure IT operator. She knew her way around the systems, the servers, the protocols, the code – you name it, you was across it. This made my life easier. She was also cool as ice.

Yes, we were working, yes, we were solving problems, yes we were heading off commercial risks. At no stage was small talk offered, even during our brief breaks for coffee or the hasty supper ordered in on night one.

This seemed to change like a computer program flicking a switch.

10pm. Not my favourite time to stop work, but they did Yeşilköy Escort pay quite a lot for my services. I often worked into the night, sometimes through it although I knew pretty early on whether I needed to pace myself. This problem was big but not insurmountable and I could see two days being occupied pretty easily with the third doing final checks. I usually dodged those, playing the “catch up on emails” card and went to do some sightseeing, leaving my mobile on. That’s why I was here, in the square.

But I wasn’t alone. If you had asked me halfway through the first day whether I’d be there alone, I’d have laid money. And lost it.

Because at 10pm on that first night, Anastazie pushed back her chair from the desk and said, “That’s it for tonight. We have plenty for tomorrow but I want a drink. Fancy joining me?”

I was a bit shocked but when a sexy local asks you for a drink, why would you refuse?

We decided the easiest place was my hotel as it served drinks and it had and bar which we knew was open. She hailed a taxi from outside the office and pretty soon we were drawing up in front of the hotel.

“Can you see the bridge from your room?” she suddenly asked. I shook my head to clear it and thought briefly. “Um, yes, pretty sure you can.”

“Fine”, she said, “they can send up the drinks and we can enjoy the view.”

Before I knew it we were in the lift, going up to the 11th floor. Opening the door to what an ad agent would call a well-appointed room, she walked straight over to the windows and opened the curtains. I had a sort of Juliet balcony feature and yes, you could see the bridge.

I went to the phone and ordered some drinks after checking with her. At this stage I knew I didn’t want to talk work but I was sort of stuck so thought I would plead tiredness and ask her to go after the first if that was her conversation style.

As I joined her, looking out over the view, she turned to me. “A day like that makes me very tense. I need to relax. You?”

“I guess”, I replied, wondering what she was talking about.

And then she kissed me. No build up, no Hollywood tension, she just grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me in. One hand wrapped itself round my head, the other held on to my shirt. Her tongue pressed in and we were at it, me feeling my cock growing in my pants and thinking that Prague wasn’t such a bad spot after all.

After about thirty seconds, she pulled back and said, “Thank God you can kiss” and went back to locking her lips on mine and wrestling with my tongue.

I have to say I was enjoying this enormously, even more when I felt her yank my shirt out of my trousers and run her hands Escort Yeşilköy up and down my torso. “Mmmm, yes please”, she murmured before going back to the kissing.

One of my hands found her ass and pulled her closer. She ground into me and I felt her mound against my now stiff cock. She reached down and started to undo my belt, followed by my trousers. My cock was straining in my shorts and she freed it before dropping to her knees.

I looked down. Her eyes were closed but I could clearly make out her pulled back hair, a few strands having come loose and the shadows our room lights played on her cheekbones. She held my cock and started to lick it from base to tip.

Of course that was the time the door bell went, of course the timing couldn’t have been better. Her eyes opened but she didn’t let go of my cock. I shrugged at her and gently pulled my trousers together after taking my cock and tucking it back in. I helped her to her feet whereby she merely smoothed down the front of her skirt.

I went to the door and tried to keep it partially closed as I took the drinks and signed for them. Of course the bell boy knew I had someone in there but he’d seen it all before so he wasn’t bothered.

As I closed the door, she said, “Turn the lights off.” I walked towards her and could see her silhouetted against the window. She reached behind herself and loosened her skirt before sliding it off, with a delicious shake of her hips. She threw it over the back of a chair and, as I closed the space between us, I saw she was wearing hold ups under what looked like lace knickers, all above her high heels. My cock hadn’t really gone down and it wasn’t now.

She grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me towards her to kiss her. I felt her unbutton my shirt and push it off my shoulders, feeling my arms and chest as we kissed. My hands found her ass and yes, they were lace and delicate to touch. One hand snuck under her shirt and found her breast, encased in her bra and caressed it through the material, sometimes pinching the nipple which was firmly pressing against it.

She had loosened my belt and I laughed and moved back slightly. I sat on the bed and reached down to take off my shoes and socks and sensed her standing in front of me, slightly impatiently, with a hand on her hip. Once I was fee of my encumbrance I pulled her towards me and unbuttoned her shirt. As I pushed it off her delicate shoulders, I saw she was wearing matching lingerie on her slender frame. I pulled her closer and kissed her stomach, placing a hand between her thighs. As I kissed down, my hand trailed up and soon I had the edge of my hand pressed against her knickers.

She started to grind Yeşilköy Escort Bayan against my knuckle so I withdrew my hand and pulled her knickers off her hips. Utterly clean shaven, I bent my head and traced the opening of her slit softly with my tongue. She undid her bra and threw it off and I reached up with one hand and cupped a pert breast before rolling the nipple between my fingers.

I was licking her enthusiastically, trying to force my tongue into her as she stood before me and then I slide a finger in. She gasped a bit and ground down and forward so I put another one in as well. I concentrated on her clit with my tongue and her pussy with my fingers, all the while playing with a breast.

Clearly it worked as she ground harder and harder before I felt her shudder, I heard her grunt and I tasted her squirting delicious juice over my chin.

She pulled her hips back and idly tousled my hair. I looked up at her and she smiled slightly before pushing me back. I was lying on the bed, my trousers round my thighs, cock proud and she just climbed on.

She straddled me, grabbed my cock and guided it into her. She lowered herself all the way down on the first stroke and then ground it a bit at the bottom. She raised herself, then forced herself down, quite firmly. This proved to be the start of how she liked things. I would pump into her as hard as I could, she would lean back and her eyes closed as she alternated between grinding and bouncing.

We fucked, hard like this for about five minutes until I felt her accelerate, rotate more wildly then grind down really hard with her body shaking. As she came off the rush of that orgasm, her cloudy eyes opened and looked at me.

Ok, my turn, I thought. I sat up, still inside her and grabbed the underside of her ass. With one heave, I stood up and heard her gasp as she wrapped her legs and arms around me. I walked her to the wall and placed her against it as I started to fuck her at my pace.

I drove my cock into her, not caring if the wall hurt her. I didn’t want to be there for long but even so, her head started lolling around and I heard grunts matching my thrusts coming from her. This egged me on and I pounded into her harder and harder as I felt my orgasm approaching.

Something made bounce her off me and she looked shocked as her eyes flew open. I pulled her legs apart so she had to stand and then placed a hand on her shoulder. She dropped to her knees and opened her mouth. I grabbed my cock and started to tug. She leant in, mouth agape, tongue out. It was enough.

As I unloaded on her, I deliberately tried to miss her mouth. A couple of spurts hit her face, a couple more landed on her chest. I was still oozing cum from my cock when she looked up at me, eyes steamy with passion and rubbed the cum into her skin before licking her fingers. She then leaned forward and took my softening cock in her mouth and cleaned the last few drops.

You’ve got to love travelling, right?

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Chapter 22

** Monday morning, too damn early **

I don’t know anyone who’s a big fan of Monday mornings, but I have taken a liking to waking up most mornings. Generally, I awaken with my morning wood gently held between the supple butt cheeks of my voluptuous, over-sexed best friend and lover… and as of last night, full-fledged business partner. The girl of my dreams, Britt, stormed into my life just a short time ago and has since turned my world upside-down and inside-out.

Long employed in the constantly fluctuating construction industry, I had managed to buy and improve a remnant of an industrial period that had thrived downtown. I had lucked into a massive brick edifice that no one wanted and without raising a bunch of red flags, managed to build a respectable bachelor pad in one corner of the cavernous structure. On top of my humble abode, and still well within the confines of the mother building, I built a combination studio/office that I hoped to use one day in what would become my career and full-time job, photographer. A life-long hobby, it was Britt who helped me make the final leap into my long-awaited career…and then some.

Somewhat disappointed that I wasn’t allowed my morning nuzzling of her neck or the playful palming of her firm breasts, I crawled out of the lonely bed and shuffled off toward the bathroom, dutifully following my piss hard-on. The happy sound of female bantering and giggling followed me into the room from the kitchen and I stood there, braced against the wall behind the toilet and smiled, happily peeing in privacy. More than once, one female or another has playfully played fireman with my hose as I tried to relieve myself in the early morning hours. Performance anxiety is tough on a guy, especially this early in the day.

Mission accomplished, I flushed; a dead giveaway to the other occupants of the house that I was up and awake. Stepping over to the sink, I washed the sleep from my eyes. Magically, a hand towel appeared to my left and a steaming cup of black coffee appeared to my right. Then two, no…four hands warmed my chilly butt.

“Good morning partner,” Britt whispered as she set the hot coffee on the counter before placing a kiss on my cheek.

“Morning babe,” I replied with a wet kiss and noticing she too stood there naked as the day she was born.

“Good morning George,” said the towel bearer. Turning left, there was Kate, the resident pixie. She leaned into me on tip-toe for her morning kiss, her firm little titties pressing into my side. I helped her up by reaching under the long black hair that hung to her knees and with a handful of firm pixie-butt; I lifted her up to lip level. We kissed through her delighted giggle before I set her back down.

Two warm hands slid over my hips as the statuesque brunette pressed her firm D’s into my back. “Morning lover,” Gina whispered as she nipped and kissed my neck. Her long, slender fingers had me in her grasp as she moved to my ear and her serpent-like tongue slithered inside.

I never know how these little encounters are going to go. It was either going to turn into an early morning orgy or the conniving trio would get me all hot and bothered and then turn and leave me hanging…literally. Sadly, this morning it looked like it was the latter. Turning me to collect her kiss, Gina smiled and with a loving tug, she said “Sorry baby, no time for fun. We business owners have to get to work early; Breakfast is on the counter.”

With that, Gina and Kate turned their beautiful butts to me and bounced out of the room. “Poor baby,” Britt said sympathetically as she reached for my disappointed dick. “It won’t take me long to get to work,” dropping to her knees and looking up toward our second-level office. “That is if you have the time” she asked as she batted those big blue eyes and her tongue reached out to take a swipe at the head of my cock.

I stammered “Uh, yeah,” as I watched my cock disappear between her wet lips. She looked up at me as she swallowed me whole, her nose now poking my tummy. Britt’s oral skills are beyond description and she knows just how good she is. Taking all I have to give, she gives me a wink and then begins what I can only describe as swallowing. My cock is in her throat, her tongue is tickling my balls and with each swallow, she is jacking me off. It takes all my willpower to not grab her by the side of the head and just ‘fuck her face’ for lack of a better description. But I know that I won’t be disappointed and I just stare in marvel as my love consumes me. Alternating between the throat maneuver and wrapping both hands on my mucus covered member and giving me an old fashioned handy, Britt soon has me shaking, my balls tight and my butt clinched. Ever the master of timing, she looks at me through darkened eyes and deep-throats me one last time, daring me to try and not cum. I’d lost that bet before we even started and I leaned back onto the cold granite counter and braced myself. With one last swallow, she smiled as much Yeşilyurt Escort as one can with eight inches of cock between your lips, and then closed her eyes as I lost it.

“Ah fuck me…” I moaned as I unleashed stream after stream of high-velocity spunk down my lover’s throat. Britt massaged my balls as my cock convulsed, my body racked with pleasure. I was light-headed and it always takes me a bit to return to normal after a session with Britt and I think she takes great pride in the effect she has over me. I like to think I do the same for her.

Reaching down, I pulled her up off her knees and hugged her tight. We kissed, sharing what bit of me she hadn’t already swallowed. This might bother some guys, tasting their own cum, but no woman I have ever been with objected to her own taste as she licked her pussy juice off my face; so I guess I never gave it a second thought. In fact, I nearly blew Britt’s mind the first time we fucked and then I buried my face in her cum filled pussy and licked her to another body-contorting orgasm.

“I love you, Mr. President,” she said under her breath, referring to last night’s meeting where I announced my intentions to incorporate our photography business and make her a stock-holding member of the board.

“And I love you, Ms. Vice President,” my hands full of her ass cheeks. I gave her another long kiss and then released my hold. She looked up at me with disappointment in her eyes and she could see in mine that I didn’t want to stop, but I did need to get to work.

She smiled and gave my butt a slap as she turned me back to the sink. “I know…you still have that other job and you have to go to work,” she droned. “But I take it since you brought up the whole incorporating thing and all that that you are thinking we’re getting closer to making this a full time thing… I mean the photography thing.”

I caught a little blush flash across her cheeks as she backpedaled there at the end. I pretended like I didn’t catch on and answered, “Well, yeah. We’re booking more work and I can only see us getting busier. If I’m going to do this full time, I need to set up some sort of timeline so I can give my boss notice. I don’t want to leave him in a lurch; he’s been real good to me and I don’t want to burn any bridges.” I let that set there for a minute as I put on some deodorant and rinsed my face once more.

“Yeah, this has always been my dream, to shoot pictures for a living and you have been a big part of making that dream come true.” I caught the color coming back in her cheeks in the reflection of the mirror and she looked down, pretending to look for something on the counter. “And,” I said as I grabbed her unexpectedly by the waist and set her bare butt down on the cold granite counter, “It has also been my dream to meet someone who I could share that dream with, and maybe, the rest of my life with.”

Britt’s eyes grew big and now my mind tried to find reverse, ‘Shit, did I just propose to her?’ I asked myself. We stuttered in tandem…”Did you just…” “No, I…but…” “Well, I thought…” “Yes, no, I mean I …well shit.”

We paused and then both broke out laughing. I hugged her tight as she wrapped her long legs around me. I looked her in the eyes and took a deep breath; “You know I love you; more than I’ve ever loved anyone, and I can’t imagine not having you in my life.”

Her eyes glistened as she put an index finger on my lips. “I love you too…everything you just said, and as far as I’m concerned, you’re stuck with me until the end, and you’d have to fuck up pretty bad to get me to leave. So let’s just leave it at that; we’re both young…well at least I am,” as she winced, ready for a tickle attack. I just stuck my tongue out at her and let her continue; “I told you when we first met that even before we spoke, I saw you and knew that you were the one. It sounded corny then and it still sounds sorta corny, but I’m positive that we are meant to be together.”

We’d had this conversation before, but this time, it really hit me as the gospel, the real thing, and I was actually speechless, so I did the only thing I knew to do; I kissed her and kissed her until nothing else needed to be said.

** Late morning **

Well, for a Monday, everything was going swimmingly and while driving to the next job, I pondered what in the hell ‘going swimmingly’ really meant when my Bluetooth chimed in my ear. “This is George,” I answered, hoping the temperamental device actually worked this morning.

“How’s my favorite corporate big-wig’s morning going?” Britt asked. For once, the connection between my ear piece and the Blackberry in my pocket was perfect.

“Well, I got a blow job from one of the other board members this morning. That was a pretty good start to the day,” I answered happily.

“Yeah, we need to write that up in the minutes I suppose,” Britt laughed. “Seriously, I love you for making me a part of the company. Not to rush you, but is there anything I Yeşilyurt Escort Bayan can do to help on the incorporation?”

“Yeah, about the minutes, I think we need to be a little more discreet about what we put down in writing. If you want, you can do some research on the whole incorporation process. I think it is fairly cut and dry and hopefully we don’t need to get a lawyer involved.”

“Sounds good, I’ll see what I can dig up. Oh, and what I really called about was to let you know that I have the next two cars lined up for the calendar and I got a quick call from our favorite redhead reminding us that we need to stop by and go over wardrobe for their shoot.”

Snippets of Becky and Britt in a ridiculously large shoe store and the dressing room of a popular lingerie store bounced around in my head. That was an evening I wouldn’t forget anytime soon. Only the honking of an impatient senior citizen brought me back to real time. I waved apologetically through the back window and continued on. “So what does Mike have us photographing this time?” I asked.

“Let me look,” she said with the sound of papers shuffling in the background; “I know I wrote it down here somewhere. Okay, here it is. The first is a 1956 Ford pickup; I think he called it a step-side?”

“Oh yeah, that’s great, my dad had one of those. The step-side is kind of like a running board on the side of the bed. It’s great when you need something out of the back.”

“Alrighty then,” she said like she really didn’t care, and she probably didn’t; cars and trucks are more of a guy thing. “And the other is something called a Hudson Hornet…is that right? A hornet; like the insect?”

“Hell yes baby, now that is my idea of a car;” the testosterone was kicking in. “I can’t wait to see it. I hope it’s not some tricked out hot rod.”

“Well I guess we’ll find out on Wednesday,” she said. “So when do we want to go over to Becky’s and get fitted?”

This was a new one on me; I was supposed to be behind the camera, not in front of it. “So remind me,” I answered, “it’s you, me and Becky with Kate shooting?”

“Oh, and Gina too; being the long legged one, she’s perfect for a tight pair of jeans.” Pausing, Britt said, “I got the feeling on the phone that Becky is looking forward to getting to know Kate and Gina better…if you know what I mean,” snickering.

“Yeah, I think I know what you mean and my dick hurts just thinking about it,” I kidded. “Anyway,” as she giggled on the other end of the line, “I’m obviously free late afternoons and evenings, so I’ll let you coordinate it with the girls and I’ll just do what I’m told.”

“Mmmm, I like the sound of that,” she purred, “doing whatever I tell you to do.”

“Now, now,” I countered, “let’s not get carried away; I am the President, remember?”

“Yeah…uh-huh…later Mr. President,” she replied in her best Marilyn Monroe impersonation and the line went dead.

** Late Afternoon **

“Red Brick Photography, Brittany speaking, how may I help you?” came the lilting voice that made my dick wake up.

I really wanted to mess with her, but just the sound of her voice caught me off guard; “Hey baby, it’s me. I’m ready to head for the barn and thought I better check in to see if I needed to stop for anything on the way home.”

“Hi lover,” her voice dropping an octave. My cock raised an octave or however you measure that sort of thing. “Kate and Gina just called and they’re on their way too. They offered to pick up Chinese, so that takes care of dinner tonight and knowing them, probably lunch tomorrow.”

“So did they say how things went at the store today with John?” referring to the impending sale of the business to the girls.

“Not specifically, but Gina sounded happy…and tired. I’m sure we’ll get all the details when they get home.”

“Alright then, if you don’t need anything else, I’ll just head for home. It’s been a long day and I can’t wait to be home with you.”

“Aww, that’s sweet. Well I’ve been thinking about you all day while I’ve been looking into the incorporation thing. We’ll go over it when you get here, but it sounds pretty cut and dry; just a lot of forms to fill out and of course, fees to pay.”

“Yeah,” I shrugged, “everyone wants their piece of the pie I guess.”

“Oooo….pie,” Britt moaned over the phone; “I don’t remember the last time I had pie.” I could picture her nearly salivating and licking her lips. “You don’t know of a bakery or pie shop that’s on your way home do you?”

“Yeah,” I laughed, “I know of one, but it’ll cost you,” I kidded. “What kind do you want?”

“Whatever looks good,” she giggled like a little girl. “Berry or cream, I like ’em all. Not a big fan of mincemeat, but I doubt they’ll have any. I think that’s a holiday thing; I never understood mincemeat anyway.” Pausing to take a breath, “Oh, do we have any vanilla ice cream? I really need ice cream if you get a fruit pie.”

“I haven’t got a clue,” as I chuckled Escort Yeşilyurt at her excitement over pie. Her happiness is truly infectious; hell, she’s infectious, period. “I may call you when I get there and I guess in the meantime you can take your sexy little self downstairs and see if we have your ice cream.”

“Okey-dokey,” she giggled as I heard the office chair roll across the hardwood floor. Throughout this, I’d lost track of where I was and had to double back to get to the bakery I had in mind. I listened to her hum into the microphone of the headset she wore as she skipped down the stairs and went through the front door and into the kitchen. I hadn’t intended to stay on the line while she made her recon run, but it was amusing to listen to her hum and carry on with herself. I heard the familiar sound of the freezer door open; “Damn that’s cold…shoulda’ put a shirt on.”

It was my turn to snicker as I imagined her leaning topless into the freezer, digging around for the frozen treat. “So are you running around the office naked again?” I wirelessly whispered into her ear.

“Oh shit, you scared me,” she yelped. “I thought I had hung up, and yes, I’m running around naked in the office,” she teased; “Jealous?”

“Just makes me want to get home that much quicker; so any ice cream in there?” I listened to her huff and puff as she rearranged the freezer.

“Yeah, here’s a container way in the back, it’s…what the hell? Neapolitan? Who buys?…Hey wait a minute, the chocolate and vanilla are all gone and there’s nothin’ but strawberry! Who does that?”

“Guilty, I guess; although I can’t remember ever having bought Neapolitan ice cream in the first place. And secondly, strawberry ice cream should be illegal.”

“I agree,” Britt answered as I heard the freezer door close. “Mind if I just put this down the drain?”

“Unless one of the girls likes strawberry, feel free. So it’s a cream pie or I stop and pick up ice cream?” I asked.

“Yup, your first presidential decision…Cream or fruit.” she laughed.

“Alright goof-ball, I’ll get something. I’m here now so I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”

“Alright Mr. President,” again in the breathless Marilyn Monroe lilt, “We’ll be waiting.” This time she did manage to disconnect the phone.

** Half an hour later **

I pulled up to the massive rolling door of the brick veneered warehouse and stabbed the remote control button that activated the opener that I was so glad I finally installed; the heavy door is real ball buster. I pulled in and a quick vehicle count told me I was the last one home. I had taken a couple minutes longer to stop and buy my lover some vanilla ice cream and while I was at it, a can of whip cream too. I had a chocolate cream pie and a boysenberry pie; figured I might as well cover my bases.

I didn’t get my standard ‘welcome home’ greeting, so I made my way precariously to the front door, juggling my load. Two trips would have been safer but it’s not in my nature. I like to think it is some in-built programming for efficiency; I’m always thinking about the right order to do things. I hate to back-track or take more trips than necessary; or maybe I’m just inherently lazy. It’s probably the latter.

“Lucy, I’m home,” I announced in what I thought was a pretty good Cuban accent. Still nothing as I closed the door with my butt. Entering the kitchen I find all three of my comely roommates hunkered over numerous piles of paper on the counter. A high voltage buzz of conversation hovered over them and I could almost smell the brain cells cooking as they shuffled pages, pointing at figures and graphs. I sat dessert on the kitchen counter and opened one of the many bags of Chinese carry-out and took a big sniff; god I was hungry.

“So how are my favorite business people,” I asked them as I walked behind them and gave each a kiss on top of the head and a love-squeeze on the butt.

“Hi baby,” Britt answered as she spun on the barstool and gave me a big kiss. “You’ll have to pardon the other two; they’ve been like this since they got home.”

I got a second look at the new bikini-magnates and they looked tired. They left for work before I did and they were still at it. This was one of the things I had brought up with them earlier about becoming a slave to your job. I realize this is different because they are just getting started and I’m sure the list of things to do seems endless, but at some point you have to take a break.

“C’mon babe, I know how to get their attention,” I said as I turned back to the kitchen.

“What? You’re going to get naked and dance on the table in front of them?” Looking back over her shoulder, she shook her head, “I know I’d enjoy it, but I’m not sure they’d even notice.”

I turned and gathered her up in my arms, “I’ll bet you would, but no, I don’t think I have to be that dramatic. Here, help me serve up dinner.”

With a pouty frown, Britt helped me make up four plates of the aromatic cuisine. Taking two plates each, we approached the girls and passed the plates between them and the piles of figures and notes and held it there. The sight and smells of dinner flipped a switch and both girls blinked and looked at us like they had just been released from a magical spell.

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His eyes, they caught me in a trap as I crested wave after wave of orgasm. His mouth felt like permanent attachment to my core and I ground into is face with abandon as I locked into his gaze and fed him every last drop of my climax.

I had wanted this so much, for so long. Months of hunching into myself in the darkness of a cold side of the bed while my ex lay a foot from me, snoring in desertion. Dreams of being worshiped and cherished by the face before me. So much pleasure I wanted to ladle on him, and yet, as I came, I knew that the only way for me to be sated was to have him in me.

Plans, I had had so many plans for what I wanted to do to him if given the chance. Visions of wresting his dick from his jeans and swallowing his head just to watch his face change. Tasting every last square inch of his body with my tongue. The very thought of him and actually having him had driven me to honestly say things I never would have voiced before.

“Baby, I want to suck you off, but I need you in me now.” Never had I said anything truer. Something inside me felt like it was going to shatter if I didn’t have him filling me out and soon. There was a palpable ache in the pit of me that could only be cured by him sliding home..

He laid me upon the bed and I watched with a lustful aura, he was going to give me exactly what I was asking for. I felt like a sacrifice on a pyre, waiting for the flames to consume me as he tore his clothes from himself, fighting his belt and shirt buttons along the way and throwing them aside like they were traitorous enemies of the state.

His approach was that of predator to prey, and with a shocking gentleness, he reached to my face and caressed it with a shaking hand. He pulled me into a kiss, soft and savoring, as he shifted himself between my legs, and I felt the length of him resting on my lips. Never had I hated having that barrier before. There was too much skin between him and where he needed to be and I felt myself moan slightly as they parted an increment and some part of the sensitive inner folds met his shaft.

He backed away and used a hand to open my thigh, pushing my leg away so I was exposed. A finger ran along the junction between my inner and outer labia. My abs crunched in response. My swollen sex was wide open and exposed with it’s bright pink wetness shining and crying for attention. His eyes as he moved Sarıyer Escort his stroke from the outer circle to the inner rim of my hole shone with reverence and joy, especially once he saw my hole respond by contracting.

My pussy was calling out for him, and he was taking his time teasing me as he took himself in hand and allowed the head of his penis to rub against me. Slow and infuriatingly lazy swipes up and down the length of my sex, with attention paid to both the top of the line where my clit was, and the bottom where my canal lay wanting and weeping.

Panting in heightened lust, I threw my head back and tried to get my brain to work on timing, because I couldn’t handle the teasing any more. I breathed in and measured his movement as I rolled my hips, and on his last downward stroke his head popped in.

The surprise on his face with the rush of sensation caused him to look up from his work and lock eyes with me. I thought for sure I was going to come right then. I felt a tear run down my cheek for how perfect that feeling was. Yet, he was so close to home. I had felt terrified at the size of him before, my ex was nowhere near that large. Now, I needed nothing more than to have him deep inside me, and I didn’t care if he tore me to shreds in the process.

“I love you,” he breathed just before he drove himself home. I cried out as he slid in, as every nerve along his path shouted in joy. I could accommodate him. I was so full, and slightly pained, but in a delicious manner that still allowed for me to contract around him and allow my pussy to love on him with every pulse. I couldn’t move my hips like I wanted to, as some part of my brain wanted to stay in this moment, pulsing on him and just enjoying him buried to the hilt in me.

Something primal was stirring though, as my hips began to betray the quiet and rock against him. I needed him deeper, swimming in me. I needed to be washed by him internally with his seed and scent. My panting deepens as I grind into him, and a grunt escapes him. My inner animal leaps for joy and demands I make him make that sound again.

He starts to rock in rhythm with me, shaking as if trying to control something. I lay my head back from watching his piston in my sleeve and the tasty view of my swollen clit against a horizon of stretched lips gripping onto a wet penis pumping in and out of Escort Sarıyer me. A line of cream along our joining betraying the depths of wetness he his driving into out of sight.

I lick my lips, my throat is dry and yet I still manage a grunt with every stroke, So perfect, can’t deny it. I would do anything this man asks and ask for more as long as I get this dick. I know this instant that nothing is gonna satisfy me like this does. I am a wanton creature, without any control or sense of self-preservation.

His hand presses into my shoulder, his fingers gripping into my collar bone as he works his hips against mine. Each bottom out brings a sound from us both, and we can’t stop watching each other as it happens. There’s some sort of self-feeding cycle of lust that deepens with everytime we catch each other watching what is going on.

I’m enraptured with watching him sliding in and out of me, I find myself locked into the moment and starting to come. I’m slightly disappointed as I want him to come with me, but I lock into his eyes and cry out as more of my cum washes over his staff and he smiles lasciviously. I start to worry as the cresting falls away that I’m not enough for him. Why hasn’t he come yet?

I roll my hips away, working myself out of one orgasm, but feel betrayed by the need that still lays within me. How could I need more? I’ve come three times so far. But there it is, humming a sensuous song about force and power, sexual battle. As my tunnel contracts, pulling along a stubborn stiff prick, his raspy voice reaches my ears.

“What do you need baby? What do you want?”

“More,” I choke out around a dry and swollen throat.

With speed that scares me, he spins me around so I’m on my stomach and plows into me from behind. His hand aside my throat, with the other on my hip, he pounds from behind. The assault inside is heavenly, every small muscle contracting to keep him buried that deep. I cry out hard and come fast as I push back against him. My face buries into the covers while I quake under his continued slowing strokes.

I’ve evened out again, and now all I want is to feel him give in finally. I shift the angle of my hips and it does what I wanted, as his sudden grunt and change of speed said that it feels even better. My hunger rises again, and I start to bite into the comforter as I let volume take my Sarıyer Escort Bayan grunts.

He pauses, holding onto my hips and hissing through gritted teeth. I’m moaning into polyester fiber fill and praying to both pass out from the pleasure and pain, while simultaneously wishing to never leave this feeling.behind.

“When I come for the first time,” he says, “I want to be able to see your face.”

I can only whimper as he pulls away. So wrong, I need him in me. I roll over to see him sitting on his heels, rock hard dick swaying in front of me covered in my own cum. Sweat pearling on his forehead and chest. Instantly my own loss was overshadowed.

Service him, my inner slut cries.

I clamber around him, wrapping my legs on his waist and working to lower myself onto him without having to use my hands. Success, as I feel his head slide into my opening and work it’s way up to my cervix. Once again full, my thighs shake as I work into a bounce. He groans, and something inside flips. That beautiful sound again.

Snapping my hips, I push harder. I feel it again, that connection where every inch inside me is working together to cause friction for him. I can feel the slathering of my wetness and every millimeter of inner wall bearing down on him.

He looks into me and grabs me for a kiss. He pulls at my mouth hungrily and overloaded with sensation, I dig into his back with my nails tearing long weals in their path.

I can’t hold it anymore. This build has been too much and I need another climax. I look into his eyes in apology only to see that he is there as well.

“No worries my baby, let’s do this.”

He wants to come now, I want to make him come. I push harder, slamming into him and begging for him to join me as I get to the top of the mountain. He starts to groan and grips my hips with a fierceness that says he’s losing his control. He lifts and slams be back down onto him and I have to relent any control over the rhythm. Climax starts to take me, and I let go to the soft cries as I feel him start to pulse within me. Hot pools splashing inside me as his prick rocks with force.

“Mine, mine, mine.” he grunts with every passing spurt.

I pull his face up to mine as I feel myself drip onto him from our joined space.

“Yours, all yours, baby.”

I curl contentedly into the crook of his arm as he lays down. This is just the beginning, I know it now. I’m sated for the moment, but I can feel the thirst prowling in the background and I know it won’t be long before we’ll have to quench it. The start for us might have been a slow burn, but the fire it’s built will last a lifetime.

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When I’d first moved to LA I thought it was going to be such a wonderful adventure! I was from a small town in the San Joaquin Valley south of Fresno called Visalia and was bored out of my mind as a kid. The chance to move to LA came up and I found myself living with a friend in Santa Clarita not far from Magic Mountain.

The first year kind of sucked with working as a temp and then working at a fast food place to make ends meet. It seemed I was working all the time and at the end of every month I was lucky to have beer money.

Then Mike came into the fast food place one night and ordered a hamburger. I felt the distinct sensation of being stared at and caught him looking at me several times. I thought he was really creepy. I turned around and went to clean up the shake machine and tried to put him out of my mind.

“You ought to be a model.”

I turned to see him on the other side of the counter.

“Yeah, I hear that all the time. Nice pick up line.”

He chuckled and then started digging into his pocket.

“I’m a photographer, for real…” he handed me his card, “…and I’d like to get you in for a shoot sometime.”

I just kind of rolled my eyes.

“The pay starts at $50 per hour.”

What did he say?

“I’m sorry, how much did you say?”

He laughed and then went into explaining the details and how it was all on the ‘up and up’ and in my excitement at the thought of having my bills caught up I agreed to do an eight hour shoot with him.

That Saturday I met him at his studio and there was a guy on lighting, a makeup girl who worked on me for a while, another girl handling the clothes and helping me change between sets, and Mike had an assistant helping him with the cameras. It was all very exciting and very impressive.

And I made $400 in one day.

The next Wednesday when he called and asked me to meet him that night I was really looking forward to making more money. Sure enough, he asked me if I was willing to take the next week off from my jobs to do a week of full-time work with him.

I couldn’t say ‘Yes!’ fast enough.

I made the arrangements with my two jobs and they understood they really had no choice but to go along with me on this.

After all, I was going to make $2,000 in one week!!!

The week went by in a blur of locations, studios, backdrops, clothes, and makeup and I was exhausted by Friday night.

Saturday I was back in uniform and slinging hamburgers.

It was a whole month before I heard from Mike again and my bank account was getting low after paying off all my bills and catching up on rent I owed to my roomie.

“I have a different project for you and it’ll pay $500 for the day, do you want it?”

Of course I did.

It wasn’t the usual though. This shoot had me in lingerie and Mike spent the day taking me through taking piece after piece of my clothing off as we shot the sets. It was after lunch when he pulled me aside for a moment.

“Emmy, do you trust me?”

A lot of thoughts went through my mind and my better judgment told me it was time to leave. I was about to tell Mike I needed to go when he saw my hesitation.

“Emmy, what I’d like you to do will pay another $500 for the day.”

And thus I started my first nude photo session.

I heard back from Mike in a week and he said I needed to come back in for some more shots. I made the arrangements with work and was there the next day after he called.

The new deal was $1,000 per day for posing nude and undressing and doing whatever Mike needed me to do. Mike explained that my previous Merter Escort pictures were posted on the internet and that I was a hit and the website where the pictures were posted was getting more subscriptions than ever. Mike promised me that I’d be guaranteed at least one day a week of work at $1,000 a day if agreed to sign a contract for exclusive rights.

I quit my day jobs that night as I reluctantly became a nude internet model.

For the next several months everything went along fine and I got my own apartment and even had enough money to buy a newer used car. I got used to my lifestyle and I guess that was the bad thing.

I came to the studio one day and there was this cute guy waiting in the studio in a robe and the makeup girl was working on him.

Mike came up to me.

“Emmy, there’s been a little change of plans. The guys who own the website say there’s a demand to see you with a guy and we brought Eric in to do some poses with you. I’ll be the only one in the studio with you two as we do this so’s to give you some privacy. You okay with this?”

I wasn’t.

Then Mike explained that all of this was in my contract and if I wanted to keep the job I’d do it. Besides, my pay for doing the shoot with Eric would be $1,500 for the day. The extra $500 made me swallow my pride and I went ahead with the shoot. It wasn’t so bad to be nude with Eric except when he started to get horny. It’d been a long time since my prom and prom night was the one and only time I’d had sex. No kidding! There’d been that one time and I’d been terrified of getting pregant afterwards. I didn’t have the money then to get on the pill and even at this point in my life I felt the pill was just a luxury that would have to wait.

I giggled a bit when Eric would try to cuddle me and his cock poked around in the different poses. I tried to tell myself that the pictures were going to be romantic but I knew from the angles and all that it was all eant to be very suggestive.

We did two more shoots just like this and then that was it for the week.

And then Mike didn’t return my calls the week after that.

Finally, I worked up my gusto and went to the studio to see what was the deal and Mike explained to me that the website guys wanted more explicit poses.

Mike said he didn’t want to ask me to do that and said I could probably get my old jobs back.

We worked through a few details and I agreed that we could do more suggestive stuff but that there’d be no weird stuff or I’d leave. Mike agreed and we set up a date the following week to do a shoot.

All that week I sweated bullets as I wondered about what was going to happen and when the time came to do the shoot I was a nervous mess.

I was crying and it was all so bad that Mike called it a day and said we’d try again the next day. He told me to get to the studio an hour before everyone else to get ready and I agreed.

The next morning I showed up at seven and Mike let me in and we talked and had some coffee and after a bit he handed me a little pill.

“Emmy, this is just a little something to calm your nerves. You don’t have to take it, but if you won’t take it we’ll be done here and I’m going to have to find someone to replace you if you can’t do the job.”

I took the pill and swallowed it down with some coffee.

I have no idea what it was Mike gave me but by the time my makeup was going on I felt numb and the world felt warm and surreal.

The set we were shooting on was a Victorian bedroom and I let myself feel romantic and sexy as Eric started working with Escort Merter me. We kissed for the first time and then he caressed me all over in ways that we hadn’t tried before and I somehow even let him nuzzle me between my legs.

Eric was talking to me thought this and I just went with the flow of the conversation until he got to one point.

“Say, Emmy, you know we got the bareback scene to do today. Do you have a diaphragm or are you on the pill?”

Bareback? Diaphragm? Pill?

The pill I’d taken earlier had clouded my mind and in my confusion I sought some clarity and I remember deciding that the pill I’d taken earlier must be the pill Eric was talking about.

“Yeah, I took a pill today.”

Mike was giving directions and soon Eric and I were naked on the bed together. At that point I was able to look around the studio and I noticed that the crew was all gone. It was just Mike and Eric and me.

Mike said something to Eric and then Eric had me kneel on the bed as he knelt behind me and cuddled up to me. It was kind of nice, really.

Then I felt Eric slip his cock between my legs and Mike started in for close-ups as Eric sawed back and forth. I must admit that the feel of Eric’s cock between my legs was electrifying.

I wanted…more.

I didn’t complain when Eric pushed me down to the bed and then pulled my hips up at him. He rubbed his cock into my pussy so smoothly and teasingly that I kind of wanted the real thing, but I also know that this was just a photo shoot and what was in my mind was just a fantasy.

“Emmy,” Mike was asking, “I’d like to get Eric to do a little more than we’ve done before if you’re up to it. What do you think?”

I had no damn clue what he was talking about but I was also too far gone from the sensations and the pill I’d taken to do much arguing.

“Yeah,” I answered dreamily, “that’ll be just fine. Sure.”

Mike told Eric to wait a minute while he got a fresh chip in the camera. I heard Mike mess with his camera and then he came back.

“Okay, Eric, why don’t we get some shots of you getting our girl ready?”

Ready? For what? I was thinking.

And then I felt Eric’s tongue licking me in a place that had never been licked before and it was *fabulous*. I let myself relax with my face down on the bed and my rear end raised up to meet Eric’s attentions and it was just one wonderful sensation after another as the camera whirred and the flashes went off around me. I started to feel something wonderful starting when Eric stopped.

“Yeah, Mike, I think she’s all set.”

Mike walked up close and I felt a finger swipe between my pussy lips.

“Hey!” I was kind of indignant about that.

Mike came up and caressed my face.

“You’ll be fine, Emmy.” I looked at him as he turned to Eric.

“Okay, Eric…action.”

Eric scooted up behind me and I felt him take me by the hip with one hand as he sawed away at me with his cock. He got it between my pussy lips a couple times and I pulled forward each time to get him out and then I felt him get the head of his cock just a little into me.

“Eric, what are you doing?”

Mike aimed the camera at me and snapped a few quick shots of my look of dismay. As messed up as I was I did the geometry in my head and realized the shots had Eric poking into my pussy with me looking back in dismay.

“Eric?” I said as a few more shots were clipped.

I tried to pull off of him and he just held me firm as Mike got his shots.

“Mike, I gotta do this man, how long you gonna make me wait?” It was Eric speaking.

“Okay. Merter Escort Bayan Do it. But slow so I can get the shots.”

I looked back over my shoulder and saw Eric behind me with his eyes closed and biting his lower lip. His grip on my hips became really tight and I felt his hips move at me. With all of the sensations that had been washing over me I didn’t make to connection between the pressure between my legs and the man behind my body seizing me and thrusting at me in time with the distantly familiar feeling in my body. It was a surprise to me when I felt a distinct discomfort >>deep<< inside of me as Eric drew in a breath. His grip on my hips relaxed as Mike took some shots and walked around the bed. I found myself contemplating the whole thing and became aware of a fullness in my body. “Good. Pull out a little and let me get a couple shots there.” I didn’t really understand what Mike was talking about and then… Eric withdrew from me and I suddenly realized as I felt the fullness subside that he was fucking me! “Eric, what are you doing?” Mike replied, “Eric’s doing his job. You do yours and I’ll do mine. Okay, I want to see some fucking.” I instantly arched my back and threw back my head as Eric did as he was told. I didn’t have much chance to say anything after that as Eric pounded away at me from behind. And then there was a brief respite as Eric pulled himself out me and I felt a temporary emptiness and relief that was soon ended as Eric rolled me onto my back and lowered himself between my outstretched legs. He slipped into me easily and resumed fucking me with an animalistic passion. His body was tense and he was starting to sweat as he rammed me over and over again. “Shit…” he grunted. “Mike, I’m cumming, man. In or out?” “In.” It took a second to register what the discussion was about. “Eric, no…we can’t…” Eric leaned down and silenced my protest with a determined and passionate kiss. I felt him work himself up and then he seized me tightly. His cock plowed up into me as deep as it could go and I gasped from the deep penetration. And then I gasped again as I felt Eric release himself into my body. I wanted to hold him for comfort for just a moment but Eric wasn’t about feelings. He was a professional. The second time I’d ever had sex ended abruptly as Eric pulled out of me and held my legs apart so Mike could get some closeups. ‘Creampie’ closeups they’re called. It was a few hours before my senses had returned and a few showers had been taken to cleanse my body and soul. With few words I took my money from Mike and left. *** It was a few weeks later when I called Mike and told him that I was pregnant and that I needed to find Eric, the father. ‘Eric’, as it turns out, wasn’t Eric’s name. Mike said he would not saddle Eric with child support and would not tell me Eric’s real name just the same as he would never give out my personal info to anyone. Mike made me a few offers and I reluctantly accepted the worst one with the most money. I had a child on the way, after all. Since I was already pregnant Mike offered me $5,000 per week to let him film me being pregnant and having sex with Eric and then he offered me an addtional $25,000 if I would have the baby in the studio. So now I’m four months into my film career and Mike is marketing the hell out of my impending birth which will be live on the internet. To be honest, I right now miss answering phones and flipping hamburgers. * * * * * Author’s Note: Most porn actresses do one film and then return to their regular lives. It is the rare statistical exception of a porn actress who makes a career out of it. Also, this story is just an adult fantasy, please practice safe sex as I love my readers and don’t want to lose any!

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A Travel Story for you 🙂

It had been a short flight and I was waiting for my connection to San Diego. I was reading my book to past the time when I noticed you looking at me. You had a magazine and were paging through it causally glancing over my way. Our eyes locked and we smiled at each other. We went back to reading and letting each other take turns gazing at each other. I thought you were very attractive and seem to have an independent spirit about you. It appeared you were traveling by yourself. My flight was called and I went to board. As I went past, you looked up; I said, “have a nice afternoon.” You say, “I will” with a smile “later”

I went back to my seat and told myself to get her out of my mind, I wasn’t in her league. So I sat down and got settled. I dozed during take off and then started reading my book. As I was reading a piece of paper fell on to my open book. I looked up and you had continued walking towards the back. I looked at the paper, it said ” Hi, it is later now and you can make my afternoon very nice if you like, come back to the restroom on the left.” I probably turn 3 different shades of red, feeling that everyone could read the note. Causally getting up I walked to the back and tried the door on the left. I step in quickly and close the door.

As I turn you said, “I didn’t think you were coming, glad you did” We are standing so close we can feel each others body heat. Our eyes locked, I took your hand and held it, squeezing and massaging your palm and fingers. I brought your fingers to my mouth and kiss them and open your palm and kiss the center. You pull my face towards yours. I could hear you breathing harder. Your lips gently touch mine, over and over. Your tongue slipped between my lips. I suck the sweet tasting organ into my mouth. Mmmmm I press your body against the sink in the small area. You could feel my cock grow between us as we kissed. I leaned back and unbuttoned your blouse and admired the beauty of your breasts in lacy cups. I bent forward and kissed and sucked each, I felt your hips pushing against me with a rhythm. I slipped your left breast out and sucked your nipple like you were feeding me. You hand went behind my head and pulled me hard against your chest. You say “I need it, I want you in me” I can see you pulling up your dress. You had already taken your panties off and I see a beautiful mound and you musk fills my nose much to my delight. I lift you up to sit on the edge of the sink. I said ” Someone had us in mind when they designed the height of the sink”.

You undo my pants and jerk them down. My cock stands before you hard and throbbing. You take hold of it and rub your clit and pussy lips with my cock. You are so wet and I am dripping pre cum. You have such a sultry look in your eyes you say ” fuck me honey”. I push my hips forward and sink into you. Your legs wrap around me. There is little room for much movement. We move in faster and faster short strokes. As we get closer to cumming we kiss deeply and you start to moan. My hands are on your ass and I am driving into you hard and fast. The roar of the jet engines covers the wet, sucking sound of us coming together. You bite my shoulder and spasm against me as I hold you tight. Then I ask you “can I cum now?” You say “Oh yes babe fill me”. I could hold out no longer and shoot my hot load into you. My orgasm sends waves through my body. We kiss and get dressed quickly. We trade hotel numbers knowing one reservation will be cancelled. I would pick you up at six.

First you exit the restroom and close the door and as the person waiting line opens the door, I step out causing them to do a double take. One stewardess looks at us knowingly and gives a sly smile. She had told the other passengers the restroom we were in was out of order and was being serviced. 🙂

Sales Call

We had been talking online for quite sometime, almost a year. You knew that I was married, what city and where I worked. There was little that we didn’ t know about each other. Our trust grew as time went on.

We chatted about many things from current events to family life to our fantasized sensual desires. Many times we wished to be able to come through the phone wire to the others location to make those desires come true.

Our phone conversations were few and far between. When we did talk we were laying in bed in the dark, our hands touching ourselves as we slipped into an erotic dream coming from the others voice on the line. The moans, the need in the others voice as we spoke and finally the release that we wanted…but wishing it was at the hand of the other. Then laying there listening to each other breathe. It was as if you were lying next to me instead of many miles away. It’s always so hard to hang up the phone.

Once in a while you would call me at work and see how my day is going. What a nice break in my day. One day you called and asked about my day and what I was doing at lunch. I said it was the same Sultangazi Escort old boring day and that I was going out for lunch. You said you had to go and that you would see me soon. I thought that was a figure of speech. Wrong!

The front desk buzzed me and said I had a salesperson in the lobby. I said that was fine, send them back to my office. In walked this active woman beaming a very big smile. I stood and said Hi, I’m Anthony. As I looked up, the face seems very familiar to me. You said “I know” smiling. You could see the realization on my face that I was puzzled..that something was up. You were almost laughing and said I’m…I said yes I know and smiled. I reach for the door and closed it. Then we kissed.

Your hand pulls open your trench coat to reveal a white lace crop top, a garter and stockings with heels. You asked me if I thought this was appropriate business wear. I said, “Yes”. We kissed and fondled each other. Seems to me that this was a fantasy of ours. You said, “Really, I don’t remember” with a sly grin.

I closed my blinds and let you sit on my desk. You let your coat drop back revealing such a sensual sight. I put your feet on the arms of my chair and moved in closer. I let my face hover over your mound to inhale your musk. Then I had to taste you, my tongue dipped between your lips sampling your wetness.

MMM the taste and smell were incredible. The softness of your lips and your hard clit as my tongue move over them was exquisite. I feel you fingers in my hair pushing down on me. We both know we must be very quiet so as not to be heard. I can hear your breathing quicken and your body reacting to my efforts to please you. My face is covered with your juices.

I feel your legs go over my shoulders as you lean back. Sometimes you are watching me feast and others you are lost in pleasure. I feel you muscles start to contract and your body shakes. I could see that you were trying hard to be quiet as you came into my mouth. I sucked the your juices out of you. So wet and tasty. Finally you hugged your body around my head. Your breathing in my ear tells me all.

You slide off the desk and kneel before me as I sit in my chair. Unzipping my pants you look possessed, wanting what is in there. You free my cock ohhhh babe that feels so good. Smiling as you look at me you lick the precum that drips from the tip. You say you love my shaven cock and balls as you caress me. Your hand moves up and down my shaft as you suck the tip. I move my hips forward giving you more room. My head is back; I am trying not to moan.

I see you fingering yourself as you suck me. Then you take your well-lubed finger and slide it up my ass. I almost come out of my chair. I feel you mouth take me in deep as you go down on me. My body trusts forward and I shoot my cum into your mouth. I hear you sucking it down. I am almost panting as you clean me up. You stand up and slip your coat on. Leaning over me you kiss me deeply sharing my cum with me mmmm.

Nice doing business with you Mr. Brown, here is a key to my room in town. I will be there whenever you leave work today. You leave and I watch the clock to see that it doesn’t seem that I am following you out. Twenty minutes later I am drive across town to meet with my new sales rep again 🙂

The Beach

We walked out of the hotel and it was a warm, breezy summer day. You had on a very light sundress that took the shape of your desirable body. We walk through narrow streets, looking at the stores and crafts of the locals. We sampled food from a stand, and as I bit into mine I got some on my cheek. You asked me to lean over. As I did you very sensually lick and kissed my cheek. I was electrified all over. To be that close to you and touching in this normal but erotic way. We walked and talk now holding hands and touching each other like arms around the waist which leads to more kissing, longer and deeper. We lose track of where and who is around getting lost in kissing each other. We arrive at the beach, I say it would be a great day to swim. You say let’s! I said we don’t have any suits. You say you have very nice panties and bra sent, I smiled and said my blue bikini underwear look like trunks. We go over to the changing areas and ditch the unnecessary clothes and walk hand in hand to the water. Kids are playing at the water’s edge; the beach is full of sunbathers. There is a sand bar about 40 yards off the beach, I say lets swim out to it. The water is cool and refreshing. We get to the sand bar and I can just stand and keep my shoulders out of the water. You hang on me since you can’t touch the bottom. Our skin against each other very little clothes between us. We kiss mmmm. I get so hard that you can feel me grow in size against you. I look at the beach and people can’t really tell what we are doing. I pull down my underpants and I put your hands on my cock. You eyes go big with surprise and you smiled. You kiss me and start pulling Sultangazi Escort Bayan on me as I pull your panties off, my hand goes to between your legs, and I feel the heat. I put your legs around me and pull you down on to me. You’re so tight and hot, the waves provide a slow up and down motion, we look into each other’s eyes as the waves slowly make us fuck each other. We enjoy the pace kissing, holding each other as I go in and out of you. After a bit we get glassy eye and our breathing faster. Your body contracts and shudders and I hold you close as you cum. I pull you hard on me and shoot my load deep into you. We hold each other listening to each other breathe feeling the heart beat of the other slowly return to normal. You say we should return to the hotel for and nice shower and watch the sun set from your room. I agree…hmm now if I can find our clothes 🙂

Hotel Room

We meet at the conference and share a quiet dinner at a very nice place. Throughout dinner there is a feeling of electricity between us. We were both attracted to each other from the start.

We go to my room kissing in the elevator as we go up. The room is drenched in the golden city lights, we can look down and see the nighttime activities, but that was just a quick glance what we wanted to see was before us.

I slowly undressed you taking my time remove each article of clothing touching, kissing and tasting as I go. Finally you stand before me in your beauty. You take your time and do the same with me. I stand there letting you do what you like as you undress me.

I lead you over to a big chair and have you sit down; I place your legs over the padded arms and kneel before you. I deeply inhale your scent; mmmm I want to taste you. I kiss and suck on your mound as I work my way to you clit.

You were so wet as I tasted your juices. I ran my tongue up and down your lips over your clit. mmm you tasted so good. I put my hands under your ass, raise you to my mouth, and plunged my tongue deep into you.

I sat there licking and sucking your pussy. I felt your fingers in my hair, hearing your breathing as I enjoyed drinking you in, my face is wet with you, I would not stop until I know that you had enjoyed my actions as much as I had in doing them. I feel your muscles tighten and contract, I sense a frenzied need to continue, stop, and go faster all at once your moaning and breathing reach a peak and your body relaxes in my hands.

I stand up and you can see pre cum dripping from me. You take me in your hands and let it drip on to your tongue. Then you suck as much out as you can, stand and kiss me deeply. You take my hand and lead me to the bed where we continue our passion.

As I stood up my pre-cum was streaming for the tip of my cock. You caught it and let some pool in the palm of your hand. One hand on my cock you lick the pre-cum off of your hand “mmmm so thick and salty” You sucked as much as you could from my cock, trying to get all the clear sticky goodness you could for me.

We went over to the bed and I asked if you trusted me. You said yes, I took four silk ties and tie your wrists and ankles to the bed coroners. Soft candlelight and music set the room now. As you lay there I start massaging your body with warm oil. Rubbing it in deeply to your legs, arms and all areas away from your hot zones. Finally, I dripped oil on your right breast and worked the oil in, pulling and rubbing your breast and nipple. Your breast swelled and the nipple begged for attention. I paid the same respects to your other until it was full and beautiful. Gently biting they undersides of your breasts and sucking on those beautiful nipples.

Moving between your legs I brought out a razor and shaving cream and proceeded to shave you mound and pussy clean. Slowly taking my time to do a good job fingering you as I went to keep you on the edge teasing you. Taking you to the edge but not allowing you to cum. You were so wet between your legs after my shaving you. I licked and sucked your slick clean pussy. I said now “we match both of us are smooth and hairless”.

I put a big pillow under your ass and knelt between your legs and held my cock in my hand. I used it like a tool on you rubbing it up and down your pussy. Slipping myself in just a bit and back out. You raised your hips and wanted me to drive my cock deep into you. I looked into your eyes as I slowly sank my cock into your sopping wet pussy The feeling was so magnificent. Our bodies flowed together as I pushed in and your hips thrust forward to take me as deep as I could go into you. We both stayed very still, I could feel you gripping me and then I slowly started moving just a little in and out. Very slowly, very small movements, until I was all the way out and slowly back in again.

Our breathing became quicker and the thrusting of our bodies’ beck came faster and faster. My hips were moving quickly going deep until we grind together. Escort Sultangazi Harder and faster, the smells, sounds lustful need and passion. Your moaning and the tensing of your body with orgasm was so rewarding to see that I thrust forward and filled your pussy with my cum. I kept cumming deep into you You slip your wrists & feet from you silky restraints as we fall into a restful sleep. My last thoughts were of a morning shower together 🙂 mmmmm

Stormin

We agreed to meet at the park for lunch. It was supposed to be a nice day, however when lunch rolled around thunderstorms had moved into the area. We were the only ones in the park. We sat in the back seat of your car. We talked and laughed as we sat there.

Finally, I took your hand in mine. I ran my fingers over yours, I kissed your hand as we locked eyes. I kissed your wrist and the back of your hand. Then I put your thumb into my mouth and sucked very senusally as we looked into each others eyes. I pulled you close and we kissed gentlely, softly and long.

My hand was in your hair, feeling how soft it was, I pulled your head back and kissed and sucked your neck. I heard you moan, your breathing deep…my lips moved to your ear and sucked on your ear lobe breathing into your ear. My fingers unbuttoned your blouse and I see a beautiful white lace bra. I cupped your breast and gentley bit and kissed your breast. I felt your hand hold my head against you. Your other hand found my hard cock through my pants. I raised my head, we kissed….hungerly and passionately.

I suggested we go to someplace more comfortable and you agreed. We drove to my house and the storm seemed to worsen. Inside I brought a big soft comforter and laid it in front of the fireplace. The fire provided the only light, rich golden light flickers over us. There was a flash and boom from the storm. We both undressed and admired each others bodies. Your hands caressed my hardness and balls…you tell me you love the smooth shaven feel of my cock. Leaning over you kiss and suck the head of my cock, mmmm you say as you taste the precum that is dripped from me. I brought your head up and you shared the taste with me.

I pulled you down on the comforter and positioned myself between your legs, my hands rubbed the inside of your thighs. You looked so beautiful laying there in front of me. I licked and kissed the inside of your thighs, I could smell your delicous musk and wanted to taste you so much. I rubbed my cheek over your smooth mound and inhaled mmmmm babe. I slipped my tongue into your wetness. The warm juices entered my mouth.

Your hips raised to meet my mouth. Looking up I saw your body reacting to my touch. I felt your fingers in my hair pulling me closer. Licking and sucking your clit into my mouth, the softness of your skin excited me as I moved my tongue. Your muscles flexed and relaxed with waves of pleasure. Using the end of my tongue I lapped at your hard clit and then the full length of your lips sucked your juices as I went. Your moans and the sudden tensing of your body told me I had done well. You laid there breathing hard as I sucked the sweetness from your body.

You told me to lay on my back , you took my cock and sucked the dripping precum from me,,,,the feel of your mouth taking my shaft into you was so electrifying to my senses Then you straddled me and held my cock in your hands, slowly lowering your wetness down on to me. We looked into each others eyes as you teased me by letting just a little of me into you. You could see it was driving me crazy.

I placed my hands on your hips and pulled you down on to me as I thrusted my hips upward to go deep into you as I could. We held each others hands and looked into each others soul as you gripped me. You were so tight as I tried to go deeper into you. Our faces lost composure as we did our mating moves. Our bodies together moved with raw lusty jerks and groans. My hands held your breasts as my hips lifted you off the floor. My whole body wanted the release that would pour into yours mixing our cum together. Both of us were dripping with sweat by the fire as we created our own. My breaths were coming faster. Our gaze almost never broke that connected the body and spirit making us one. You leaned forward and said fill me now Anthony…. And I did.

We laid together relaxing, talking and kissing. It was as if the storm mirrored our sexual feeling for it now had become a gentle rain. We heard a car door close and the door openned. My wife looked upon us and said someone had been enjoying the storm with a smile, We made some drinks and felt that there may be another storm brewing.

Play Rape

She wanted me to do it, we had talked a little about it so a month or two after

I took the day off work…I knew she had a dentist appointment right after work

I stopped by her work and took the seats out of the van and followed her to the dentist office.

It was gray and overcast, getting dark early. She left her door unlocked and didn’t notice the seats missing. I saw her walk across the street…I hid down behind her seat. She got in and I put my hand around her neck and grabbed her pulled her into the back and forced her down. Scared the s— out of her. Big gasp of air.

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