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We’re finally getting the date night out that we needed for so long. Between work and school, we don’t have much time together out even though we live together. We eat together, but it hasn’t been the same lately. I’m taking you to your favorite restaurant and we both get to have fun tonight, a nice release.

You’re dressed up nicely and I admire you as I always do. From your hair, to your eyes, to the lovely black dress you have on with the slit about a quarter down your thigh. I open your door to the car and let you get inside. I close the doors then walk around the car and get inside as well. I start the car and you do as well. Your fingers are on my right thigh moving up to my dick. You find the head because you claim it’s your favorite part and begin to stroke it. I try to drive us to the restaurant focused, but you doing that distracts me before we can get out of the neighborhood. I start grinding under your hand and you reach over and unzip my dress slacks.

You remove my penis from my boxer briefs and continue to tease the head. You watch me bite my lip and you smile. I say “Baby.” and you look at me mischievously then innocently ask. “Yes?” “Nothing, mami.” You laugh softly then lean over and slide your tongue over the slit of my dick. Shit. I take my right hand off of the steering wheel and try to move it behind your head but you hold it there, letting a trail of saliva drip onto my penis. You lock eyes with me while you begin to stroke my penis slowly, driving me insane. My hips begin to move up and down trying to resist but I’ve missed being inside you and you’re stroking me how you’d ride me.

When you sense that I’ve had enough of my torture, you lean over and run your Alsancak Escort tongue up and down my penis swiveling your tongue around. You place my hand on the back of your neck and I guide you up and down loving how your mouth is feeling. I pull the car into the parking lot of the restaurant safely. I pull into a parking spot and park the car, letting my head fall back onto the headrest as I enjoy your oral skills. You sense that I am about to explode and you deepthroat causing me to thrust a bit deeper into your mouth almost stroking your tonsils. You gag slightly and I retract while you continue to stroke the parts of me outside your mouth. Seconds later, I feel the tension build up and I release inside your mouth and you hold my penis in your mouth capturing the last drop. You give me one last stroke and watch as my dick still semi-hard falls slightly on my pants. You wipe your mouth as I replace myself. We get out of the car and walk to the restaurant as I squeeze your ass.

We walk into the restaurant a few minutes late for our 7:30 reservation with good reason. You stand in front of me, my hands on your hips as we wait to be seated. When no one is looking you grind against me slowly. You look back and smile, giving me a small peck on the cheek as you feel me getting harder. They call our name and direct us to our seats and we follow.

I pull out your seat and push it back in once you’ve sat down. I stand for a moment too long and you cop a quick feel and lick your lips. I’m trying to figure out where did all your sexual mischievousness come from, because I’m loving this. You send me a text and I look at it and read “I’m wearing them.” It makes me smile because now I Alsancak Escort Bayan know that I can play as unfairly as you have been. I just nod at you and look at the menu. The waiter comes back to take our drink and appetizer order when I decide to play back. I pull out the remote that I had attached to my keys and press the on button. It takes you a bit to notice, and I’m not sure if the waiter noticed how your words stumbled as you ordered your glass of Moscato. You finish your sentence then turn to me biting your bottom lip and slightly squirm in your seat.

I look at you then smirk while I turn it off. You pout for a minute but my look assures you that it won’t be the last time you feel the vibrations from the thong I bought you. We continue to talk and have fun and eventually eat once our food comes. I turn it on and watch you try not to moan as you chew. You almost miss your mouth a few times and I watch as you try not to grip the chair as your face changes letting me know that you’re about to cum for me. You bite your lip and I want to pull you on the table and taste you. Instead I watch as you explode silently closing your eyes briefly as you ride the vibrations.

Desert comes and you eat it so seductively that I can barely hold myself back, yet I continue to keep you at low vibrations and change them every so often. Your faces are making me want you so damn badly, but I push through it. Once you’re done eating, you wave the waiter over and ask for the check. He brings it back swiftly and I put the money in the casing and pull you out of the chair. As soon as we turn the corner outside of the restaurant, my hand is up your dress feeling how drenched you are Escort Alsancak through the thong. I play with your clit and you moan as I feel you about to cum again.

I walk you to the back of our car and put you on the trunk. I spread your thighs and you look at me alarmed. You’re not used to this, but it has been a fantasy of mine for a while. I move your thong to the side and attack your clitoris with my tongue. You lean back and place your hand on the back of my head pushing me in deeper. I lick you how you like and feel your fingers stroking through my curly hair. I slip two fingers inside you as you begin to grind against my tongue, no longer caring that we are still outside the restaurant. I stroke your G-spot as you grind your clit against my tongue until you cum for me. You let out a small laugh and straighten up. “Penis,” is the first thing you say. I pull a condom from my back pocket and you look at me accusingly. I shrug as I roll it on. “Oh you were just planning for this, huh?” I just smirk as I pull you closer and slide inside of you. I hear you suck in air as I stroke you slowly amazed at how good you feel.

I keep stroking as your nails decide to play against my dress shirt scratching softly as I nip at your nipples through your dress. A few moments later, headlights come into our view as a car pulls into the restaurant, we slow down and you lean down to kiss me as I continue to stroke you. You’re watching the car to make sure they don’t see us and that is only turning me on more. I grab your hips and deepstroke you feeling your walls clench onto my penis. I pull you in closer as you cum feeling your exceeded wetness makes me unleash right after you. You kiss my neck as you come down from your high and I pull out of you. “Let’s go home. I think another round is due.” You say to me and I nod in agreeance. I pull you off the trunk put you inside the car and follow. You lean over and stroke my penis through my pants and I know it’s going to be a long night.

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David sat looking out the window as the plane landed. He was waiting for Jynx to return to her seat next to him as he felt the planes first wheel touch down.

Just before the other two wheels touched the runway, Jynx returned to her seat and belted in. Suddenly David felt the plane go into a slight skid. Turning to Jynx, he took her left hand in his right one and just held it.

Her fingers were cold within the encompassing warmth of his large hand, and she linked their fingers. She looked out the window to David’s left, and saw the piles of snow that had been plowed from the runway.

“It’s snowed a lot in the last few days. It looks as if it hasn’t stopped since the night Glenda and I left. Was that only a day and a half ago? It seems like weeks.”

“I know it does, honey; and I’m really sorry you had to get that phone call. It’s one of the most dreaded calls a wife can get if her husband is in my line of work. It is my fondest Christmas wish that you never have to receive another call like that. Ever.” David roughly cleared his emotion-laden voice, just as the overhead speakers crackled to life.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. As you can see, we have approached the disembarking gangway. The crew and I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for flying with us, and your faith that we’d get you to the gate safely. Have a very Merry Christmas, and the Happiest of New Years. Please come and fly with us again.”

A chorus of cheers and loud applause filled the compartment as the Chief Flight Attendant came and stood in the aisle beside Jynx. She then ushered Jynx, and then David, from their seats. The ambulance, and the limo, waited near the gangway. The doctor had apparently called ahead to the Captain, telling him just what arrangements he had made to meet them when they landed.

Jynx helped David shrug into his heavy coat, then she and Glenda made to follow behind him, and in the wake of the Chief Flight Attendant, to the door. The door was opened from the gangway by two male members of the ground crew, and a blast of cold air swept up from under the belly of the plane, making Jynx shiver and close her eyes against the snow that had been caught in the up draft.

The ground crew members escorted David to the waiting ambulance attendants, while James came running forward to meet, kiss, and escort the ladies to the waiting limo.

“It’s glad I am you’re ‘ome, ladies. Dis snow ain’t quit since da night you left. Thank goodness Missy ‘ad dem ‘eat strips put in under da pavement. Dey’ve kept the driveway nice and clear, Missy.” James couldn’t help grinning as he tucked his arms around both ladies and escorted them to the waiting limo.

The warmth enveloped both ladies as they entered the car. Jynx sat back against the leather seat, but not before she’d raised the partition between from and back seat. She closed her eyes as Glenda situated herself in the passenger seat up front.

Jynx couldn’t stop herself from wishing D could have been sitting with her in the limo, but she understood the need to get him to hospital for a wound check before going home to Lake House.

The ride to the house was a quiet one. James was concentrating on the roads, which were, by now, more slick than when he’d come to meet the flight. Glenda was content to sit next to her man, thus allowing Jynx the chance to catch some sleep. For she was secretly hoping that David wouldn’t feel like sleeping when he got to the house later.

As she thought about David and their making love later that night, she felt the familiar surge of wettness seep into her panties. Thinking about David and how good he was going to feel as he slid his length inside her once again, always made her get wett. She’d been too long without his hardness filling her, and she ached to feel him right now.

With the partition between front and back closed, she was completely shut-off from any prying eyes and she could let her hand stray to the hem of her skirt.

She lifted the hem until her creamy thighs were exposed. The air brushed against the warmth of her, and she shivered as she began to spread her legs further apart. She immediately slid her right hand under the waistband of her panties and down across her smoothly shaved mound.

She could feel her heat rising from her womanhood as her fingers strayed ever nearer to her ready, slightly swollen pleasure bud. How she ached for David to be doing this with his fingers. She wanted to feel him spreading her lips further apart as he pushed two fingers into her sopping honey-pot, then slowly withdrawing them to see her nectar glistening on his fingers. Jynx quickly sucked in a breath of air as she imagined David driving them back into her; going deeper with his next stroke.

Slowly she started making little circles atop her pleasure pearl as she inched her fingers ever closer to the slit between her lips. With her left hand she spread her lower lips further apart letting the cool air sneak İzmit Escort into her. She loved the feeling of the outside air as it rushed into her hot tunnel.

Her right hand started to make the circles wider, as she intensified the pressure on that little bud. Quickly, she changed hands so that she could slip the fingers of her right hand into the wettness that was now running from between the lips of her pussy.

She sank a little lower into the seat spreading her legs as wide as she could; then sank the two middle fingers of her right hand into her pussy. Her back arched from the seat and her hips sank downward as she pushed her fingers deeper. This is just what David would do, as she imagined him sinking his cock into her on the ride home, and not her poor finger substitute.

She could feel the limo change direction and knew they were on the road that led to the turnoff for her driveway. Mentally she calculated that she had about another fifteen minutes to make herself cum.

“Oh David,” she quietly breathed into the air of the silent backseat. “My darling. Make sweet love to me. Drive your hardened cock into me, please! Drive it deep.”

With each quiet sentence that was spoken to her absent lover, she drove her fingers deeper and faster, rewarding herself over and over with the accompanying squish that usually told the lovers when she was ready to have him spend his load into her waiting depth.

She quickly shoved a third finger into the mouth of her dripping pussy, and made herself cum just as she felt the car make the turn into the top of the driveway.

“Damn!” she muttered low. She knew she had barely five minutes till they reached the front door. She bit back the groan that theartened to escape between her slightly parted lips.

Jynx quickly straightened and after flicking the switch for the window the back was assailed with the crisp, cold, snow-laden air. She half stood and straightened her clothes; all scent of her sex having flown out the window on the first blast of air. She put her leather gloves on to mask the scent of her essence that still clung to her fingers.

She heard the wheels grind to a stop and knew they were at the front door. She heard the front doors open and close and suddenly James was opening her door and reaching in a hand to usher her out.

“Welcome ‘ome, Missy. It be nice to ‘ave you back. I be very glad to know that Mr. D be ok. He gone to ‘ospital and then be ‘ome tonight, yes?”

James’ grin flashed white and Jynx gently brushed his cheek with a friendly kiss before she could answer his question.

“Yes, James. David will be home in a bit. The ambulance will bring him from hospital after they have done a wound check and changed the dressing. I can’t wait to have him home, safe, sound, and in one piece.”

It was at this moment when Jynx stopped talking and looked at the front of the house. She stood, with her mouth slightly open, in silent awe. The house was awash with white lights, from top to bottom.

“Oh James!” She whispered. “It’s beautiful! When did you do all this?”

“When I get back from droppin’ you and my Glenda at da a’rport dat night. Quick now Missy, inside.”

James ushered a stunned Jynx up the front steps, and into the blessedly warm hall of the house. The parquet of the floor was a welcome sight; but it was the living room that held her eyes. She was slipping out of her coat as she walked across the polished foray floor, stopping just short of the Dusty Rose carpet to slip from her shoes.

There, before a well-stoked and roaring fire, stood the 9 foot Douglas Fir that she had only just started to decorate the night that fateful call came through.

Now the tree glistened and gleamed in its holiday ornamentation. James had finished decorating it for her.

She walked across the carpet to the tree and inhaled deeply of its scent. The fresh fragrance filled the room with one of the smells she had always associated with Christmas; that of a freshly cut tree, scenting the room as if she was standing in the depth of the forest from which it had been cut.

The tree glistened with white lights, glass ornaments, frosted and clear; blown and spun. There were ornaments of pink, mauve, ice blue, navy blue, burgundy, gold, lavender, white, and ivory; maroon, fuschia, dusty rose, and a deep purple.

James had even hung the beaded chains in scalloped loops, just the way she liked. Upon a closer look, she saw the pink, burgundy, and mauve satin ribbon “icecicles” and the matching bows at the end of the branches.

“This is just the way I was going to do the tree,” she thought. Turning to James, she ran across the carpet and hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek soundly.

“Oh James! It’s beautiful! Thank you so very much for this oh so very thoughtful homecoming! I couldn’t have done a better job myself.”

Jynx reached up and wiped away the tear that ran down her cheek, almost unchecked.

“Aww, Missy!” James İzmit Escort Bayan said comfortingly. “I wasn’t going to let you be down. You was so upset by da phone and all. And what with my Glenda ‘avin to go wif ya, I was not gwon to let you come ‘ome to a cold and un’appy ‘ome. No way!” James cleared his throat to remove the sudden rush of emotion.

Glenda came in carrying a tray of coffee and sandwiches just as the sound of the doorbell echoed into the hall from the alcove. James scurried cross the floor to answer it.

“Aah! Mr. D! Come in, come in! Welcome and Merry Christmas!” James ushered David in and closed the door, barely in time, as Jynx came running and skidding across the floor into David’s out-flung, waiting arms.

“David!!” she squealed. “You’re home! Come see what James did while his Glenda and I were away.”

David couldn’t stop smiling as he and his future wife walked across the hall and into the fire-lit living room. He stopped just inside the doorframe and looked up, quickly pulling a stunned Jynx into him and kissing her deeply and soundly.

“Just keeping with tradition, honey,” he grinned at her slightly shocked expression. Jynx followed his glance upward to the top of the door frame. The newly-engaged couple hadn’t even noticed that James and Glenda had silently slipped away, leaving them alone in the room.

“Do you want a coffee, D?” she asked against the mouth that was only a few bare inches from her own.

“Not right now honey, no. What I really feel like doing, is taking you to bed. I’m aching for you. Can’t you tell?”

“Mmm, yes. I felt your hardness the minute you kissed me. Take me to bed, David; or loose me,” Jynx quipped as she felt David rub his hard cock against the “v” between her legs.

“Race ya!” he called out, making a dash down the hall for her room. Laughing gleefully, Jynx ran behind her future husband.

Glenda and James, who had disappeared into the alcove outside the kitchen, heard the lovers’ laughter and grinned. They too made their way to their own room as James ran his hand along his lady’s rear, eliciting a soft chuckle and moan in response.

Inside Jynx’s room, David had made short work of divesting her of her skirt, vest and blouse. She now stood before him, clad only in her panties. She had taken her bra off just before the plane had landed. That’s where she had been; in the lavatory. David realized that the scent of her sex was strong.

He knew their need for, and of, each other was strong. It had been months since he’d sunk himself into her, and his cock ached with its fill of his love juice. He felt harder than he normally was, and he knew Jynx, this little minx before him, was the reason.

He held her head imprisoned against his shoulder with his left hand, which was now free of the sling he’d had to wear on the plane. Using his right hand, he hooked his long index finger into the band of Pink silk that Jynx wore, and pulled. The last barricade fell to the floor in a pool.

“Undress me, minx,” he whispered against his lover’s half open lips. “I want to be inside you and I can’t wait much longer.” Taking her left hand, he placed it, palm side in, against his raging hard on. They felt it jump at the merest touch of her fingers.

Jynx’s hands flew through their task, and soon David stood, naked and erect before her. She ran her hands down his torso, loving the feel of his skin against hers. Softly she encircled his sac and felt him open his legs, ever so slightly, to accommodate her hand so her fingers could reach her quest.

He moaned softly into her slightly open mouth and as she started to massage his balls, his tongue filled her mouth. His right hand slid along her soft skin to the apex between her legs and he nudged her legs apart with his knee and quickly slid two fingers inside her dripping tunnel.

He felt her muscle grip along the intrusion and pull his fingers in ever so slightly more. He stood there, sliding in and out of her, with his middle fingers buried inside almost to his palm.

Slowly, he nudged her to walk backward, and Jynx stopped when she felt the side of her bed behind her knees. She leaned back so she could watch her lover move his hand within her, making her wetter for the long, hard cock that stood out in front of him as he moved it back and forth across her lower belly.

Lovingly and gently she grasped that steele rod, encased in soft skin that felt like velvet, and inched it toward her love tunnel. David tried to slide himself from her grasp, but she closed her grip ever so gently. He watched her as she shook her head, silently saying “no”.

“Sexy? Turn around and lean forward. I want to slip into you from behind. It’ll be easier, and I can get deeper. I want to feel your wettness surround me and swallow me.

“As I was in the E.R., I ached to be inside you as you rode home. I had been dreaming of it.” Jynx slowly lifted her right hand until it was just under his nose.

David Escort İzmit took her fingers into his mouth and his tongue started lashing and salving them. He could still taste, although it was slight, the residue of her cum. His eyebrow arched in silently asked question, and she only gave the briefest of nods in reply. He slowly withdrew her fingers from his mouth and spoke.

“Turn around Sexy. Please. We’ve got the rest of tonight I know, but I’ve got to be in you, right now.”

With that said, he stepped back, and helped to half-lift her from the bed and turn her so her graceful back was facing him.

“Spread wide, honey. I want to be balls-deep in you.” Jynx, who was still standing against the side of her bed, leaned forward, and then slid up onto the mattress just a bit so that David could slide his hard member into her velvety wet sheath with ease.

David had been gently stroking his cock in eager anticipation of sinking it into his lover’s pink hole. Swiftly he spread her legs as wide as he could, and stepped closer to her wet well.

He positioned the head of his cock against her wett slit, and slowly began to part her lips as he fed himself into her.

“Oh God! honey,” he breathed as his cock began to sink further and further into her. “You are so wett! Oh baby!”

David groaned as he quickly drove his cock into his fiance’s womanhood, only barely hearing the gentle squish which told him she was ready for him.

Their breathing soon became laboured and ragged from their movements as he moved in and out of her, and she rode his cock. David leaned slightly forward and reached around his lover and began to tease her pearl.

It didn’t take long before the lovers were soon rewarded with another squish as David felt her juice surround his hardness, run down his shaft, and form a pool on his balls as he continued to pound into her pussy, albeit somewhat mercilessly.

David halted briefly in his drive to slip a finger into Jynx’s dripping well. He slid it alongside his hard cock, and gently began to massage her “G” spot. Jynx squirmed beneath him as she raised her hips to allow him to reach deeper within her.

David moved agonizingly slowly as he pulled his finger from her, and inched it toward the small puckered star that lay before him, begging for attention. Jynx held her breath as she felt David’s hand move in and out of her. She could barely contain her urge to move under him as he continued with his labour of love.

Softly he continued bathing her star in her juices. Then he reached into her, wetting his finger again and again, and he quickly repeated this bathing of her star. When he was satisfied that it was ready, he positioned his finger up against the opening of her rear and gave a gentle push.

He felt a slight resistance, and then give a little. Then, and he pushed again. As he pushed against it the second time, his felt his finger slide past the tight barrier. At the exact same time, he pushed his cock deeply into his lover’s pussy and was rewarded with her deep groan.

“OOhh, David! You feel so good. Don’t stop honey. I need you as much as you need me. Fill me soon, please.” David was never able to resist his lover anything when she begged him so sweetly.

He felt Jynx’s hips buck against his double penetration and knew she was close to climax. He began to move his finger and his cock in unison, rubbing his shaft repeatedly against the slick underside of her clit. He felt the finger that was in her small star rub along the chasm. It grew slick with its climax and soon was able to insert a second finger.

Jynx’s voice barely registered on David’s brain, so lost was he in the mutual giving and receiving of love and gratification.

“Now David! Now! Please! Cum now! Now! Now! I’m cumming! Cum with me.”

Jynx’s pussy was so divinely wett, the scent of her sex filled the air, and David’s brain. David gladly obliged and began to drive his cum-filled erection deeper into her. He could feel her, opening deep within, as he drove in and out of her, keeping perfect unison with the driving strokes he was making with his fingers.

“Are you ready, Sexy? I’m going to cum.”

He barely had time to finish speaking before he was spending himself into her. He could feel each and every shot of his cum as it left his sensitive cockhead.

He slowly eased first one and then the other finger from her posterior. Still he continued to feel his cum shoot into his lover. She squirmed beneath him as he drove himself in and out of her.

Feeling the last few spurts empty into her, David leaned forward and reclined his torso on Jynx’s back. They were both totally and completely spent.

After their breathing returned to normal, David half raised up and kissed the middle of his lover’s back, and placed a small lick on that spot, just before he felt himself begin to ease out of her pussy. He then climbed onto the bed next to his fiance, who was not too far from sleep.

“Sexy?”

“Mmm, yes honey?”

“Merry Christmas! I love you. What a way to bring in Christmas!”

The lovers nestled toward each other and were soon fast asleep as the snow continued to fall, making a cold, white blanket that covered Lake House.

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A diary entry from the Viking

Dear Diary,

I am sitting in a plane, an all too frequent event in my life, but I am blissfully content. The first leg of my flight home was quiet. The plane was mostly empty. Flights are often light on Sunday morning. I am waiting on the plane during a stop in Chicago. Most of the passengers have been filing off. In about 20 minutes, new passengers will start boarding and reboarding the plane to head on home. In the mean time, I am replaying the events of the last 60 hours. Hours, I will never forget.

I finished my business at the conference on Thursday night. I had moved to a hotel closer to the airport where the rooms are nicer for less money and the parking is free. I needed to stay till Sunday to get the cheap airfare. When I booked the trip, I had been annoyed with the world, but things tend to work out if you let them.

I had been chatting over the Internet with Cora for some months. She had become a big fan of my fantasies. To say we had gotten intimate is a mild understatement. I can still remember our first conversations and the first time we were intimate. She was shy and needed to be coaxed out. She was skeptical that a man could please a woman with just his voice and his mind. Fortunately, I was able to prove her wrong.

One fateful day, Cora was in a mood to be ravished. Work had been hard. She wanted to kick back and relax. She agreed to trust herself in my mind. In our shared fantasy, I began lavishing tenderness on her. I slowly undressed her and hung up her business suit. I kissed her when she blushed. I gently tucked her in bed while I got undressed. She was not a virgin but was not very experienced either. She was adamant that she did not want to do anything excessive. No anal sex for example. She warned that because she lacked experience she was still a little small and I needed to be gentle. Cora relaxed when I told that anal sex was a special gift that a woman could bestow on a man she loved who had taken her to the point where nothing but passion mattered. For anal sex to be good, it must be freely given. Otherwise, it is just a form of rape.

Cora has a special beauty that I appreciate. Her cleavage is amble. 38D cups on her bra give you an idea what I mean. A man could get lost suckling her breasts. Her dark hair always smells Antalya Escort of herbs and fruit from her shampoo. I feel I could drown in the dark pools of her eyes. Yes, I had a bad case of the hots for Cora. It inspired me to great passion, maybe to excess.

I slid into bed with Cora and began to gently caress and hold her soft body. She trembled and moaned with each touch. I tossed the cover back and rolled her face down. I rubbed body oil into her flesh with a gentle massage from head to toe; spending time caressing each limb; enjoying the gentle curves of her body; exploring the fine details of her skin. With each touch, she surrendered more fully to me. Her passions began to rise.

When I rolled over to her back to finish the massage, I could see the unmistakable glow in her face. Cora was ready to have her passions freed. Her breasts were delicious to touch. Her sensual nature was extremely apparent. I was inspired to grander ideas. While I finished the massage, I told her that she would need to have two orgasms before I would use my manhood to please her. I was very patient and wanted her to come at least five times before we finished. Subconsciously I knew that anticipation was the key for realizing the full potential of Cora’s passions.

I enjoyed the soft skin of her tummy and breasts. I sat astride her hips feeling the soft patch of silky hair on my bottom. Cora is a real woman with generous curves. She is not a little girl with button size tits. Her smile inspired me to prolong the massage. Her trembling let me know that I was building her anticipation. I sensed she was ready for the next move. I continued sliding back down her legs finishing the massage at her feet leaving her legs slightly parted.

Shifting to a new stance, I began to crawl up between her legs. I kissed each leg alternately moving slowly towards the center of her being. Her treasure glistened with her sweet nectar. Her nether lips were engorged and flashed crimson when she shuttered. I could smell the sweet must, as I got closer. When I dived in Cora had an immediate orgasm. Her passions soared high as she called out my name for the first time. Her release was special and sweet because it was the first we had shared.

I continued to suck, lick and kiss her treasure. My tongue flicked against her swollen Antalya Escort Bayan clit causing her to shutter and tremble. Her passions were building again. I suckled a little longer to insure that Cora stayed aroused and focused. When she was trembling at each flick I knew it was time to shift approaches again.

I stopped eating her sweet treasure and moved up the bed. The reproach in her eyes was almost enough to send me back. When I slid behind her placing one leg along either side of her body Cora seemed to relent. She seemed intrigued at what I had planned next.

I pulled her smooth back against my hairy chest. I kissed her neck and whispered in her ear. I urged her to stroke her clit to an orgasm so that I could begin to fuck her. I guided her hand down to her treasure and started her. I slipped her fingers deep into her dampness. My hands caressed and pulled on each tit. Even my large hands had trouble getting around her ample endowment. Her hand began to move faster as her passions soared. Cora’s release was bigger than the first and lasted longer.

Cora turned in my lap and faced me. She was obviously ready for more. She moved astride my hips and dared me to deny her. As she lined up her treasure over my erect cock I began to pull on her breasts. I thought she was going to explode as she impaled herself on my sword taking me in to the hilt in one swift thrust.

Up and down she rode seeking another release. Cora eyes were filled with passion. Her breasts jiggled with each stroke. Up and down. Up and down in the dance of Adam and Eve, the dance of ages. We were one. I smiled a wicked grin enjoying her passion. The intensity was almost overwhelming. Fortunately, Cora exploded again with a long orgasm. It was not as intense as the second but it just kept going and going. I could feel her nectar flowing down over my cock. That made three.

It was now time for me to take control and show Cora how to enjoy her birthright as a woman. Guiding her to all fours, knelt behind her and guided my manhood into her treasure. Cora moaned as I began to gently fuck her. Her inexperienced pussy still was tight and smooth around me. Her pussy milked my cock as waves of passion swept over her. I was intent on sending her into orbit. Her passions broke through my control. I was lost Escort Antalya in my passions. My mind raced back and forth; two equally enjoyable thoughts.

Two maintain my focus, I began counting down with each stroke. 100,99,98…long deep strokes filled with passion. 89,88,87…harder strokes smacking my hips against Cora’s ass cheeks. 79,78,77…faster strokes as my blood began to boil. 69,68,67…as I pulled her hips to mine. 59,58,57…when I began to fear I would not make it. 49,48,47…when the whole universe was reduced to the two of us. 39,38,37…when my jewels began to tighten. 29,28,27…when I urged Cora to come with me. 19,18,17…when Cora started to roar out her passion. 9,8,7…when I lost it; three strokes before the count; when we both were lost to our passions.

Cora’s body continued to shake and tremble as her pussy milked my cock of its last juices. The passions of a real woman rocked her body. I looked down at the rosebud of her virgin ass. I touched it. I smeared our love juices around it. My finger rubbed it and slipped in. My cock was still deep in Cora’s pussy. I was only trying to extend the moment. Cora looked back and with a nod told me to take her ass. She gave herself to me.

My cock began to harden again at the prospect. My fingers invaded more deeply. Cora trembled and shook. She dropped her head to the bed turning her ass up. I had three fingers in her ass now. I was working them in and out. My cock was again stiff and was working in and out of her treasure. Alternating in and out, my fingers and my dick filled her love holes. Her surrender made me superman.

I pulled my now hard cock from her pussy and guided her hand to her clit. I lined my cock on to her ass and slowly slipped in. Cora howled but told me not too stop. In and out I plunged fucking her tight ass. I was in heaven and Cora’s passion continued to soar. Even after coming and flooding her pussy, I soon filled her tight bottom with me seed.

At this point we were both totally emotionally drained. We needed to clean up. Phone sex and Internet chat had never been so hot. We were both totally spent. We had continued to chat over the last several months but we had not achieved this same perfect passion again. We had settled into a comfortable loving relationship. We are so attuned to each other needs that we did not need to make appointments to meet. We just did.

Then Cora decided to drive over to where my conference was. The extra days were a special treat. We had a special time. However, Diary I am out of time. The new passengers are beginning to file on board. Until next I write.

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I first met Jeri when she visited a local dance studio and ballroom where I learned to dance. We danced several times throughout the night, and when the dance was over, we spilled out into the parking lot where we continued our conversation outside her truck. As we talked, I thought that we had a real connection and we shared telephone numbers as she departed for the night.

I attempted to reach her without any success for weeks afterward. It was as if she had dropped off the face of the earth. I had no contact even though I left many voice mails with no response.

About a year or two later, I attended a dance sponsored by a local singles group. While dancing, I observed her walking down the stairs to the dance floor and immediately started working my way over to her for a dance. After she consented to the dance, she did not immediately recognize me or remember me, but finally she realized who I was once we started talking.

I would later learn the reason for her disappearance. In a moment of lust and weakness after our initial meeting she had quickly and quietly married someone she had met from another state near home. The marriage had been both miserable and disastrous for her and she was then in the process of effecting a divorce.

So, after becoming reacquainted at this singles dance, we slipped outside after the dance ended and walked to our respective vehicles. We both had brand new vehicles recently purchased, but hers was a Mercedes sports car she affectionately referred to as “Murray” for unknown reasons. She was unimpressed with my vehicle but asked me if I wanted to accompany her for a ride to show off her new convertible. Incidentally, she paid cash for the vehicle. We tooled around the neighborhood for a short while before returning to the parking lot of the dance venue and bidding each other goodnight with the promise to see each other again soon. At the time, I thought things could get no better. I would ultimately learn, however, that she had a very elevated opinion of herself and looked with disdain upon anyone on the road not in a vehicle equal to her own or one that might be better.

In my renewed fascination with her, I constantly avoided all the red flags that should have told me to avoid this relationship, but we fashioned a course where we remained together for a year. Over time, I learned that she had the capacity of being quite verbally abusive if she was pissed at anything me included. I was so overwhelmed with her and desperate to be in any relationship that I ignored all the available signs that would normally kill a relationship.

One night after a dance near my residence and before she headed back to her residence, we were sitting in her car outside the studio. In talking about various kinks and desires, I mentioned that I found panties particularly arousing so while sitting there, she scooted up, raised her ass, and proceeded to remove her lace see-thru panties and handed them to me. They retained her feminine essence for the longest time. I kept them even after we broke up forgetting that I had stored them in the briefcase for my laptop.

The first weekend I went to her place to visit, we were playing around on her couch getting a feel for our new-found association. She was reclining on the couch and I began to kiss her and run my hands up her shorts. Before long, the shorts were on the floor, the shirt had been tossed over the chair and I slowly and gently slid her Karşıyaka Escort panties down her legs.

Her left foot dropped to the floor as I eased her legs apart permitting me access to her lovely pussy. As I kissed her, I began to stimulate the petals surrounding here clit. She responded by moaning and commented on how good it felt as she got wetter by the minute. Apparently, it had been a while since she had enjoyed some good sex. Before long, she was completely naked on the couch and in the throes of ecstasy. I brought my mouth to her labial lips and began to eat her. She became increasingly wet and as I concentrated my interest on her clit, she ultimately exploded in orgasm. I moved to her smallish tits and sucked on them and she experienced her second climax. Is it true that smaller breasted women have more sensitive nipples?

Once I was satisfied that she had climaxed. I lifted her up into a position where she was bent over resting her hands on the back of the couch and I proceeded to fuck her wildly as we both looked out the window. As a first fuck, it was a truly memorable and beautiful experience.

After I moved into my new apartment, she took up residence with me, at least on a part time basis. We went to her storage unit and retrieved some of her furniture with which to fill the empty spaces in my apartment as my ex-wife had kept most of our original furniture.

After she moved in, we divided our time between the two locations and the two counties. One weekend while I was visiting her at her place, we went out shopping which kept us busy most of the day. Upon our return, she was complaining about needing to pee badly and needing to get inside quickly to relieve herself. Whereas I had something of a pee and panty fetish, I suggested that she just squat down in the grass and pee. She lowered her panties and squatted in front of me watering the grass under her. It was extremely exciting for me as I had not often seen women pee live and in person.

I was so aroused upon her seeing her pee like that, I helped her up and positioned her over the hood of her car, threw her dress up over her back, and commenced to fuck her brains out right there out in the open in the front yard. Thankfully, it was relatively private, but a friend or neighbor could have stumbled along at most any time and would have seen us in flagrant delecto.

As I mentioned earlier, Jeri lived in the neighboring county. That meant that if she was not with me, there was fifty-mile trip for me to see her or for her to see me. That computes to a one-hundred-mile round trip every time I wanted to see her at her place which tended to be often or vice versa. One night returning to my apartment late after a dance, I nearly fell asleep and almost wrecked my car. I also got dinged by the local police driving too fast in my attempts to get home as soon as possible.

Jeri was fascinated with show horses and had one herself which she trained and brought to horse shows. Her trailer had been commissioned as a custom-built horse trailer which had space for two horses. The front portion of the trailer had been especially built as a residential section which rivaled many homes…think tiny homes.

She spent quite a bit of time in the residence section of the trailer when she attended horse shows on the road or at home. If possible, she avoided opening up the larger house which would have been more expensive for her to Escort Karşıyaka maintain. She enjoyed spending money but could also be cheap. I told her once while entering a Mexican restaurant one day that “I cannot afford your lifestyle.” That should have indicated problems in the future as she nearly ruined me financially before the relationship ended.

When she was resident in her trailer, I was often with her spending nights there. The cabover of the trailer provided a nice sleeping area albeit with a very low ceiling. I regular bumped my head while in bed with her. During the beginning of our relationship and before things went sour, I would awaken during the night with a hardon while sleeping together and gently nudge her awake. I would tell her that I had something for her if she was interested. She would sit up, climb over me and impale herself on my cock, and we would fuck like rabbits until we were both satisfied before returning to sleep.

While we were entertaining a relationship, 9/11 occurred which thrust the country into chaos. As you may recall, everywhere around us people were swept up in fear and anxiety not knowing what to expect. During that time, we had gotten closer, I decided that we should get off together some place so one day I decided to call a vacation and cruise agency just to see if something might be planned for us. I had previously used this cruise agent and agency to book earlier cruises.

The agent told me she had a deal not to be missed. I inquired and she detailed a seven-day cruise to the Caribbean for little more than port charges. We discussed the matter and hastily arranged to partake in this special. Travel agencies and cruise lines were hurting at the time because people were afraid to travel and the travel agencies were trying to structure any kind of deal to get business.

We decided to drive down to Fort Lauderdale for the cruise instead of flying. The one thing I remember about the cruise terminal was the presence of the military. We were greeted with a full array of security. The guard at the gate asked several questions as he held his automatic rifle. “Who are you? Why are you here? Where are you going?” After passing muster, we were allowed into the cruise terminal parking lot to board the ship.

After we got settled into our cabin, we began to take in the excitement of being on board the ship. There were several ports of call that we enjoyed. While we were visiting in Cozumel Jeri purchased a Rolex watch because she had always wanted one. She was able to negotiate a suitable price and was delighted to have her new watch which incidentally she did not claim to customs as we left the cruise days later.

We spent the week dancing and fucking. Jeri was a compulsive dancer. If we were not on the dance floor or dining, we were in the cabin engaged in some form of sexual activity. She was an enjoyable fuck. After we returned to Fort Lauderdale, we headed home with some fond memories of our stay.

Every year there are some big horse shows in Tampa. Jeri decided that she and Jennifer, her horse show protégé, should attend in order for Jennifer to gain experience competing in some major shows. Arrangements were made, the trailer prepared with food and supplies, and they both departed for the show.

I do not remember the reasons, but I was unable to depart with them but purposed to join them several days later in my own vehicle. After Karşıyaka Escort Bayan they arrived at their destination, it was determined that Jeri’s horse was sick. She called me and begged me to stop by her vet’s office, pick up some medicine, and hurry down ahead of schedule so that her horse could have the medications.

I stopped by the vet’s office, got the medicine and headed down to Tampa. I got about half way there and the thought occurred to me: “If this medication is narcotic in nature, and I get stopped for any reason, there’s not a law enforcement officer in the world that is going to believe that this medicine is for a horse.” Thankfully, I was not stopped and I was able to deliver the medicine in a timely fashion.

During the week of our stay, all three of us slept in the trailer each night. Jennifer’s presence stifled any sexual activity Jeri and I might have enjoyed. The girls were not into each other sexually and Jeri did not want to be a sexual exhibitionist in front of Jennifer. By the end of the stay, things were sexually tense for all of us as Jennifer had also been away from her husband the entire time we were gone and unfulfilled.

While the weather was pleasant, we got word that a major cold front was headed toward home with sub-freezing temperatures. The girls weren’t having any real success in competitions, so the decision was made to return to home base earlier than expected. We loaded up and headed home for the long, arduous trip.

We packed up but left later than expected. That meant that we would be required to drive all night in order to get home. Along the way, I got dangerously sleepy so Jennifer took over driving my car to avoid an accident. We arrived back home early the next morning to be greeted by sub-freezing temperatures. I was not prepared for the weather and did not have adequate clothing. Before I could return to my own residence, we had to remove the horses and get them prepared for the cold. I thought I was going to freeze…literally!

I guess this experience may have been the beginning of the demise of the relationship. I submissively put up with a lot of shit during the course of the relationship in an attempt to maintain a relationship and I determined after this experience in years to come that I would never again align myself with someone who raised and kept horses of any kind.

More and more negative elements of Jeri’s personality began to be revealed and it became more and more difficult for me to get sexually excited with all these thoughts going through my mind.

In the Spring, it was determined that I had a hernia which would require surgery. Jeri had originally indicated after the diagnosis that she would stay with me to comfort me during my recovery. However, that did not happen. She had gotten a job delivering trailers all over the United States and was elsewhere at the time. She could have made arrangements to be with me but did not. I had another long-time friend comfort and console me in my bed in her absence (see The Chronicles of Monica).

After a year together almost to the day, it was mutually determined to end the relationship. Jeri made plans to remove her furniture from my apartment. As I stated before, one element of her personality was her compulsion to dance. This may have been one of her original ideas in maintaining a relationship with me for I was a good ballroom dancer and she yearned to dance as often as possible. If a day of the week ended in the suffix “day,” she had to find some place for us to dance whether near or far.

The last day we were together when she removed the last remaining items from my apartment, we fucked and danced one last time at her request. And, then she was gone.

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She lay in bed, her body still, but her mind racing. It was almost too much to process, as if her mind was searching for a way out of a corn maze. Her face felt flushed from the adrenaline and anxiety and she could still feel a burning sensation from her labia from the evenings activities. She wanted to be reveling in the afterglow of passionate sex, but instead she was nauseous with regret.

How could she be so stupid, so weak, so thirsty for attention that she would risk sacrificing a life she had worked so hard to build. She imagined breaking the news of her dismissal to her brother, to her father, her colleagues and friends. How would she explain the circumstances, how could she make them understand? What would Lynn of thought, a tear streamed down Stephanie’s face, as she felt a rising tide of despair threatening to take her under. No, a resolute voice of defiance called out from inside her. It was not going to end like this, she was not going to be remembered for this. This was like any other crisis, it had to be accepted and then managed.

She could feel her strength coming back and she jumped up from the bed and walked over to the window. Stephanie gazed out onto the moonlit street and thought once again on the conditions of the Dare Chain letter.

“Please read below for your next link experience.

You love pizza don’t you, of course you do, who doesn’t? Isn’t it time to show a little gratitude to the people that bring you such joy? You will order a Meat Lovers from any of our fine local establishments and in return you will love their meat. The only condition is vaginal penetration until your server is satisfied. You will record the transaction on your phone and text it to us. You will also leave a new link letter with your server so that they can pay the love forward.

Text the number below to confirm your participation and receive the next link letter.

We dare you not to have fun!”

Stephanie’s mind scanned all the possible courses of action. She felt a seething anger towards whoever was behind this elaborate game. The idea of toying with peoples lives for the sake of amusement, the level of sociopathic detachment it must of taken to hatch this scheme made her feel a deep sense of sorrow mixed with indignant rage. In this moment she briefly imagined what exposing this dare society would look like, the steps she would have to take, the professional damage and personal shame she would have to absorb. She realized the thoughts welling inside were fruits of self pity and quickly shoved them to the back of her mind.

She needed the cold, rational elements of her nature now. These traits were most responsible for her achievements in life, fortifying her on her journey through the male dominated arena of academia. She took pride in her skilled use of soft power, the ability to lay her ego aside and scout the cleanest, most direct route to her goals. She also paused to consider the moral implications of her predicament, even if she could muster the courage to barter her body and sexuality to free herself, would she be willing to assist in ensnaring another? If she did lay herself down on the altar of consequence to expose the dare chain she would also be implicating Alyssa and countless others, all of which would have their poor choices dredged up in full sight after paying a dear price to bury them. This was the thought that allowed Stephanie to close the circuit of her own rationalization. She would honor their choice for privacy and allow the universe to execute sentence on those acting with malice.

Professor Myers felt a sense of clarity now. She was buoyed by the resolution of choice and felt a deep desire to put this episode behind her. Her thoughts begin to consider a window in her schedule to execute the sorted deed, but suddenly a jolt of inspiration sprouted from within. Why not now? Why not tonight? Her body coursing with adrenaline, she would not be able to sleep anyway. The thought of preparing her lesson plans this weekend with this weighing on her mind seemed completely unpalatable.

“I need to shower” she softly uttered to herself, recalling the bounty of sexual excretions still lingering between her legs from her evening’s episode.

A counter thought quickly emerged.

“Why bother?” she spoke to herself in an inner dialog. “This is not a date, this is not a first impression, this is a free fuck handed out to a stranger.” as she continued to frame her next steps.

As she lingered on her last thought, she felt a surge of blood flowing into her loins. It was unexpected, but Stephanie was self aware enough to understand what had happened. She was aroused at the primal rawness of what she was planning on doing. This night had taken many of her choices from her and she was finding the sexual subjugation of her situation increasingly intoxicating. She had not been with a man since she was 16, but that wasn’t the point. The attraction was not to the gender and certainly not to the individual that would be ringing her Üçyol Escort doorbell later that night. The appetite was for the relinquishment of power, the exhibitionist desire to hand over your sex to a complete and undeserving stranger. Her hand drifted down underneath her panties, feeling a stiffness in her pubic hair from the dried cum, she let her fingers bathe in the heat of her blooming cunt.

She picked up her phone and awkwardly texted the Dare Chain number, smearing the screen with her fluids in an ironic and almost laughable episode.

“I accept.” She pressed send, her heart pounding with anticipation.

The next twenty minutes were spent with Stephanie neurotically massaging her pussy as she sat splayed on the couch, her peripheral vision locked on her phone as it lay next to her. It was more of an act of tension release than self love, but she was floating in a pleasurable state of pulsing arousal. She studied her hand in the dim light, as it formed an oscillating bulge that jutted out from her body. It’s form induced her thoughts to consider that in all likelihood a man’s cock would be moving inside her in a similar way that same night. That thought seemed beyond surreal, a live, warm, hard organ of sex from a man she had never met would be rutting her like a wild stag. She had always considered the act of breeding somewhat inelegant, but at this moment the unabashed carnality of the fantasy was making her lips part open as if wishing for union.

Her phone lit up with an incoming message breaking her erotic trance. She quickly scanned over the message, there were a few additional logistical instructions and an attached link letter for her to print. She read it over and felt a lump in her throat. For the first time since she had become decisive on her course of action, she flinched with hesitation. It was real now, she was actively participating in their plans. The illusions of victimhood were evaporating, she was complicit and the trickle of feminine cum that was running down her inner cheeks and coating her rosebud were corroborating evidence that she was not as reluctant as she would of hoped to have been.

She was breathing heavy now, holding her phone tightly, she watched her ample breasts heave and recede as her body involuntarily prepared for perceived risk. She selected the pizza joint saved in her contact list and pressed dial, she quickly hit end, realizing she did not want to see a familiar face. It was tough to imagine the life after tonight, so many unknowns, loose ends that could expose her choices. She tried to quite her mind and dialed another number.

“Yes, one Meat Lovers, please.” The words hung in the air ripe with connotation.

Stephanie closed her silken night gown fastening it with a light knot and turned to the wall mirror hanging next to the front door. She was still a strikingly attractive woman, while age had soften her face and lightened her hair, her beauty could not be tempered by time. In fact there was now a sophisticated maturity that perfectly accented her sexual competence. The face that looked back tonight was flushed and tense, taught muscles straining along the lines of her cheekbones revealing her inner conflict, eyes wide with anticipation and readiness.

She took a deep breath to calm her nerves and while doing so, registered an unmistakable scent of arousal drifting seductively upwards. She moved her hand downwards to survey her condition and was somewhat startled by the soaked condition of her under garment. The doorbell rang and her eyes darted back up to the mirror, eyes locked with the woman gazing back. A warm smile unexpectedly rose over her face like a sunrise dawning on a summer morning. She had positioned her phone in a concealed location, along with the link letter which she had printed before she had called to make her appointment with degradation. Stephanie turned to the door and opened it confidently as if she was preparing to meet an old friend.

The figure standing at her doorstep was not quite what she expected. While still holding to some of his boyish features, he had a maturity around his eyes and a slightly receding hairline that betrayed his age. He was thin and fairly tall with broad shoulders and curly brown hair with accents of grey around his temples. She felt the tension in her shoulders relax a bit and a reflexive sensation of relief wash over her. She knew that anybody could of knocked on her door this night and felt fortunate to be looking out an attractive man of a mature age. One of the dozens of thoughts buzzing around her head at the moment was the he was probably a manager filling in for one of his young drivers on a night their staff got caught short.

“I’m sorry, but I’m still gathering your tip, would you mind coming in for a bit?” Stephanie said, composing herself.

The man hesitated for a brief moment, but when a reason for refusal failed to formulate on his tongue he stepped forward and entered the Professor’s foyer. She closed the door behind him, Üçyol Escort Bayan mumbling something about crime in the neighborhood and asked him to follow her into the living room. She put on a spirited search for the purse she didn’t need to find, buying herself a few additional seconds to gather the courage to move forward with her plans.

Stephanie took a few controlled breaths and slowly turned to the man, loosening her night gown letting it gradually slip open.

“I have your tip, but I need something else from you.” Stephanie uttered in her most seductive voice.

She tensed at hearing her own words, embarrassed at how manufactured they sounded to her ear.

“I can’t go to sleep without a good fucking and my husband is out of town.” Moving closer, hoping to close the sale.

The man’s expression remained constant. His eyes drifting ever so slightly downward attempting to fully capture Stephanie’s near naked body.

Still holding the pizza he appeared to suddenly realize how silly this made him look. The man took a step forward and placed both hands on her soft, full tits. Hands still warm from the pizza box, she was jarred by the sudden physicality, but encouraged that the bait had been taken. His large firm hands felt very different than the delicate caress of her past lovers, but not unpleasant. She took a deep, cleansing breath, looked up towards the ceiling and arched her back offering her chest to his explorations. She bucked her shoulders, letting the night gown fall to the floor as if a flag of carnal surrender. She reached around and unclasped her bra and allowed the man to remove it from her. Her nipples were hard with arousal and she begin to wish he had the skill to fully manipulate them. Her pussy began to ache deeply as if crying out for it’s fair share of attention.

She look deeply into his eyes for the first time, expressive pale blue orbs floating in a reddish white sea, glaring with unexpected excitement, but somewhat dimmed by the fatigue of a long night working a thankless job. She took hold of one of his arms, liking the feel of the soft, blondish hair that encased a muscled forearm. She led it down to her lower stomach and with unsaid understanding he flattened his hand and dove it down forcefully into her swelled, pooling sex. She could hear the sounds of her sensual sap being displaced as his fingers parted her and she almost felt embarrassed by her condition. As her panties opened under his flexing arm, the air in the corner of the room in which they now stood immediately took on a thick, earthy scent of prolonged feminine arousal.

She could of let him plunge her wanting depths with his hand for hours, but she felt an adventurous curiosity blossoming within her that compelled her knees to buckle and landed her in a kneeling position in front of the man’s crotch. She deftly unfastened his pants with giddy anticipation and snaked them down his hairy legs. She looked up at a nylon cradled mass of meat that looked completely foreign to her. She paused for a moment, as you would at an intersection in a part of town that you’re unfamiliar with. Stephanie ordered the conscious parts of her brain to stand down, allowing her primal instincts of lust, hunger and exploration to guide her forward.

Professor Myers buried her face in the man’s bulge, feeling the weight of his sex pressing down on her nose and cheeks. She liked the sensation of substance, thick with purpose and sexual intent. She turned her head and took the fabric covered shaft in her mouth biting it with unabashed hunger. She was locked in now on her target of lust, the almost disembodied individual that hovered above was of no concern to her at the moment. While unfamiliar with the masculine landscapes she now explored, Stephanie was very at home swimming in the free flowing current of sexual hunger that now rushed over her being, giving her abundant confidence and refreshing her spirit with a well spring of vitality.

Stephanie playfully chewed on the mass of material and blood filled flesh, liking the feelings of power and dominance it evoked. She was like a wild lioness, having trapped it’s prey and taking pride in her conquest and not wanting to rush through her upcoming meal. She now needed the flavors of humanity, the briny taste of aroused skin and the rich pungent cloud of musk that radiates from both genders in the heat of passion.

She curled her fingers under his waistband and slowly lowered the garment downward, keeping her eyes fixed to the floor wanting to take in the picture of this masculine obscenity all at once and not piecemeal. As the man stepped out of his briefs, she looked upwards and reveled at the sight of carnality that stretched out before her.

A large slightly bent cock pointed out at her as if accusing her of her now exposed perversions. The tip was moist with a clear, enticing film of man fluid that gradually gave way to gravity and swung downwards in a hypnotic dangling thread. She could make out a large jutting Escort Üçyol vein on the side of his member that would have perhaps been unappetizing if she were not so completely intoxicated by her demanding biological impulses.

His ball sack was also larger than she imagined would be typical and hung ominously as if giving warning to the potency of their payload. His angry masculine flesh was contrasted by a neatly trimmed nest of light brown pubic hair that softened the visual somewhat and provided her with a feeling of gender uniformity that she found reassuring.

As she leaned in, she could feel the heat from his flesh on her face, she could feel the canopy of his masculine scent drape over her like a shroud. Stephanie’s eyes lit up with anticipation as if she was finally embracing an exotic cuisine that until now she had not been ready to experience.

She nuzzled her nose and chin between his hairy thigh and the upper portion of his sack. She found it warm and safe, effervescent with the natural perfumes of adulthood and reminiscent of the comforts she always took when she buried her face in a lover’s pliant outer labia. She begin to slowly lap the hairy flesh, like a mother dog cleaning a pup before lifting her head up, trailing her extended tongue along the entire shaft of his jutting cock. She could hear a groan dispense from the atmosphere above, a shutter and twitch from his torso as the man’s legs begin to subtly shake. She repeated the lapping on each side of his dick, taking satisfaction in how red and stretched the skin had become.

His cockhead now looked large and menacing and she silently wondered if she would be able to fit it in her now eager mouth. She caught the end of the swinging strand of pre-cum and followed it up to the end of his cock like a Great White shark making it’s move on a baby seal. She rolled her eyes back in her head and took the embodiment of masculine power into her waiting mouth with a confident zeal that should could of never expected from herself before tonight.

The silky mushroom head of his hot dick filled her mouth and she felt her stomach spasm with contentment. She formed a relaxed seal with her lips around the raging flesh and felt an instinctive knowledge on how to please him without that benefit of past experiences. Perhaps the phenomenon was like a migratory instinct, cellular memory informing her mouth as it spoiled the man’s sex with moisture, warmth and enthusiasm.

She had never felt so powerful, on her knees with a cock buried deep within her face, she was in total control of everything. She was consuming his will, his freedom of choice, his very identity at that moment with her succulent mouth. Just as she took pride in delving into the inner core of a drenched, pulsing cunt, she was now enamored with the feeling of sucking the soul out of this strange man.

The quiet room was filled by the lewd sounds of slurping and as she wrapped her small hand around the base of the mans wide dick root. She relaxed her back, falling into a satisfying rhythm of pleasure as her tongue and soft inner cheeks worshiped the dick flesh as her head bounced up and down. Her own saliva was now running down her chin and neck in torrents as if in synchronization with the pussy juices that were flowing down her thighs.

The sensation of her weeping sex reminded her of her original purpose as she let the heavy tool fall from her hungry mouth, she rose off the floor, feeling the stiffness in her legs and aching in the caps of her knees. She didn’t even look at the man’s face as she pivoted around, wiggling out of her utterly soaked panties, bending down with her hand still wrapped around his slick cock. She moved backwards toward him and guided his glassy dickhead into her starving femininity. She almost collapsed at the sensation of fullness, rewarding the thousands of nerve endings that coated the inner lining of her sex with smooth, hard stimulus.

She felt two strong hands grip her now sweaty hips in what was a prelude to an onslaught of long, purposeful fuck strokes. Stephanie let out a series of low pitched moans of contentment as her neglected pussy was pounded again and again by a piping hot rod of stretched flesh that almost felt as if it was acting out of vengeance for it’s earlier oral captivity. Professor Myer’s cum soaked pussy walls formed a perfect, loving seal around the man’s stabbing manhood as she surrendered herself to it’s ferocity.

Just as she felt as if her mind and body were melting away, forming a pool of bliss soaking the carpet below, she felt his hands move up to her shoulders pulling her backwards. She felt him slow his strokes and finally hold his dick deep inside her quivering cunt. Stephanie could feel the meat twitching inside her love canal and the raspy, incoherent mumblings from the man confirmed to her that he was planting his tribute deep inside her grateful sexual core.

The next few seconds they both drifted in a haze of gratification, but the sensation of the sudden emptiness brought Stephanie out of her trance. As she straighten up and took her first wobbly step forward, she could feel a warm, heavy stream of fluid roll down her leg. She turned towards the man, who was now making a clumsy attempt to put his pants back on.

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This is just a sample of the journal entries I have on my favorite pastime: Hot cumshots…

Damian and Sean’s Facial Sessions

2:45 p.m.

The party had not started at the Sigma Chi house, but all the guys were beginning to trickle in. It was a Friday afternoon, and most of the classes at our university we’re finished by 2 or 3 o’clock. There were six guys (frat brothers, mostly) living at this house on Genesee Avenue two miles from the campus. I had volunteered to help my friend Damian set up for the party after my class. They frequently held parties, and most of them I have avoided, but this one I decided to attend was supposed to be a special going-away party for a mutual friend.

Damian and I finished rather quickly with getting the chairs from the garage, stocking the fridge with the beer and snacks, and making sure we had all the right music for the party. Exhausted, Damian plopped down on the sofa with a satisfied grin on his face. I handed him a cold beer and sat next to him. As I sipped on mine, Damian placed his hand on my thigh and squeezed lightly. “Thanks for helping me,” he said. I smiled back at him and said “No problem.” I touched his hand that was on my thigh, but kept it there. Damian and I have long been good friends, along with a couple of his frat brothers. They weren’t the typical frat that I knew in college. Their frat seemed to break all the old traditions. For instance, they never seemed to be present at all the “mandatory” functions the university imposed on the fraternities. Instead, these guys were solid friends and never placed the petty stuff above friendship.

Needless to say, I have experienced their friendship with all the benefits that come with it—if you know what I mean. In the past, I have flirted heavily with Damian and the other guys, and usually, I’d end up sucking their cocks, not simultaneously, but a couple of them individually during a long night of being hot, wet, and happy.

Damian let my hand Manavgat Escort caressed his as he rubbed his hands along my leg. It always seemed to be perfectly normal, although he and I were never serious, just always friends. He knew that his good friend Sean had his eyes on me, and Damian never pursued anything serious with me.

Damian’s hand slid higher up on my thigh that made me let out a delightful moan, expecting more. I spread my legs a little to welcome him some more, his long black fingers finding its way through my shorts and onto my wet slit. I closed my eyes at the unexpected pleasure I was receiving from his long, thick fingers. “You’re so wet, Kay,” he moaned. I held his expert hand onto my aroused pussy in response. I leaned over him to kiss him full on his lips, his probing tongue plunged immediately into my throat. I sucked on his tongue as he slipped it in and out of my mouth. His kisses were forceful but sensual.

I shifted myself to kneel on the floor in front of the sofa, in between his tanned, outstretched legs. I took his semi-hard cock out his pants and began to slowly stroke him.

“They’re gonna be here soon,” he protested, but the thrusts of his hips as I stroked his long shaft told me otherwise. I kept my left hand firmly on the base of his dark, erect cock, and lowered my mouth around his thick cockhead. He immediately, closed his eyes and brushed my long, dark hair with his hand, gently guiding my mouth onto his growing cock. The feel of the smooth skin of his cock gently gliding back and forth into my eager mouth made my cunt so wet my hot juices trickled through my shorts, down the back of my legs. Damian lustfully brushed his hand up on my inner thigh, moving his hand slowly to cup my wet pussy. He pulled my shorts off in two swift tugs. I kept sucking on his black hard cock even when I raised my leg to slip the shorts. “Ahhh, I like it when you spread your legs while you suck my cock,” Damian whispered, both Manavgat Escort Bayan of his hands on each side of my cheeks as he watched eagerly at his glistening black hard cock slide steadily in and out of my mouth. I stretched my knees even further apart, looked at him to let him know how eager I was at sucking his thick, black cock.

I caressed the base of cock as I ran my fingers underneath his large tight balls. He moaned hard as he pushed his cock deeper into my throat. I could taste his pre-cum in the back of my throat as I pulled his cock halfway out of my mouth, my full lips tightly wrapped around just below his head. He wanted a steady sucking motion on his big wet cockhead, and he applied steady pressure on my cheeks to make me suck his wet hard cock. I was so turned on at sucking his cock that I found myself rubbing my dripping cunt.

Not wanting to miss out on all the hot, dripping juices, Damian pulled his long, dark cock out of me swiftly, and lowered his mouth on my tight, wet slit. His dark black tongue fucking my cunt deep and so forcefully that I let out a hungry moan. His large tongue almost looked like a thick, black shaft smoothly going in and out of my pink pussy lips. I remember squeezing my tight cheeks apart, eager to take more of his lustful tongue-fucking.

He flicked the tip of his thick tongue on my swollen clit and down to my rim, stopping briefly to suck lightly on my pussy lips. My hand almost involuntarily pressed his shaven head against my cock, but he was more than eager to fuck me with his tongue deeper.

“Ohhhh, please Damian…don’t…”, I was begging him to not make me climax so soon.

“Hmmm… just let me…”, he eagerly protested in between sucking my soaking cunt. He nibbled on my clit, making circles around it and then sucking it again. He would pull back and slip his tongue lightly in my rim when he could tell I was ready to climax.

He brought me almost to the point of cumming that Escort Manavgat I found myself begging for him to slip his hard black tool inside me.

“Fuck me…please…,” I begged. All I could hear from him were the soft, low grunts. “Oh, yeah… I’ll fuck you just the way you want it.” I could see the large vein on his cock swell up, his long black cock finally slid smoothly into my shaven cunt.

Damian rocked his cock into my slippery cunt, rubbing it faster around the head, making himself fill me with his long shaft after a few strokes. He made me cum hard with his cock still inside me. I was completely turned on at the site of his hard glistening shaft gliding in and out of me. I could tell by his rapid thrusting that he was ready to shoot his big warm load of cum into my cunt. Just as I was getting ready to take his cumshots, Damian slipped his pulsing hard tool out of my cunt and slipped it smoothly into my wet rim. I felt another wave of orgasm as his big cock pushed and pulled out of my wet hole. He watched me cum hard again as he fucked faster into my tight rim. It was the first time I’ve ever felt a guy as big as Damian fucked me so smoothly in my rim like that. He was almost holding back, but when he saw that I was just going to take his hard- thrusting slippery cock, he just let his inhibitions go and closed his eyes, leaned his head back as he repeatedly rammed his hard, black cock into me.

I felt his big cock spurt cum deep inside my rim, and the warm wetness combined with watching him orgasm made me cum with ecstasy. His spurts were thick but ropey—he had let himself pump two spurts inside my tight hole before pulling his hard cock out, stroking it to just past the head, and squeezing a few more around my wet cunt.

“Spray your cum on my face….,” I begged him to shoot his last spurts. I was squeezing my nipples as he moved up quickly to finish his cumshots on my chest and around my lips. I licked the creamy cum off my lips as he continued to pulse his hot jiz on my lower lip…

We laid there for a few minutes, enjoying our hot and wet cumshots. As he stood up to get us something to drink, we heard the first guest of the party as the front door unlocked, and our friend Sean walked in….

……(to be cont’d., Pt.2)…

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I was on the edge of waking, in that zone when you knew there was no pressure to get up and go to work or have to do something. Just the pleasant dreamlike semi wakeful state when my mobile rang softly.

I sighed. Just one day of peace, please!

After I had left Jessica’s house I rode home and crashed out on the bed for the afternoon. That tantric stuff was draining. My stomach woke me early evening and I ordered a take out before crashing out again for another twelve hours.

Sunday. I could relax.

I picked up the device making the incessant noise and looked at the display. It was a mobile number I didn’t recognise. Do I answer? Yes, no, yes, no.

Oh, may as well. Probably some bloody marketing call, or wrong number. Well, I’d had sixteen or seventeen hours sleep, most of it straight and uninterrupted.

“Hello?” I queried.

“Hi David!” came the enthusiastic female voice. “It’s Amber!”

“Hi Amber!” my spirits suddenly soared.

“I asked Mr Wilde, err, Mike for your number. I hope you don’t mind?”

“No, no not at all!” I reassured. “How did you do at your competition?”

“Oh, really great, but my pussy was throbbing all morning!” she said matter of factly.

I reach under the covers and squeezed my dick.

“Really?” I said, “Why was that?” baiting her.

“I met this nice guy who banged my brains out and took my virginity,” she said huskily.

“He took your virginity?”

“Yes,” she said firmly.

“But you still got the box it came in don’t you?” I responded, unable to resist the punch line.

She burst out laughing and took a moment to settle down.

“Yes, but it’s empty and lonely now,” she added a little forlornly.

“Oh Amber! I’m so sad for your plight!”

“Hey,” she whispered, “guess what?”

She continued, not waiting for a reply. “When I got home on Friday night I ate your cum out of my panties.”

My cock stiffened dramatically in my fist and I stroked it slowly.

“Go on”, I urged.

“I didn’t want mom to find them full of spunk when she washed them so I licked them clean. It was a yummy late night snack!”

My god! Were all the women in that household carnal addicts? I wondered about her sister.

“Hey Amber, I was thinking of taking the bike out today, seeing it’s nice. Want to come?”

“Oh, wow! That would be so cool! Yeah!”

“You’ll need some proper gear. Meet me at Mike and Lisa’s in thirty minutes. I saw some women’s leathers there when I was looking around for clothes to wear. I’m sure Lisa will be cool about you borrowing them.”

“Ok! See you there!” the enthusiasm in her voice was clear.

I lay there a moment, eyes closed, stroking myself. Images of our coupling on the bike running through my head and her slurping my cum off her panties, the sticky liquid dripping off her lips and chin, smearing on her face.

I sent a text to Mike to tell him I was coming over, then quickly washed and dressed.

When I arrived at the house, Amber was already there. Lisa was picking out stuff and getting Amber to try it on.

“Amber hey?” Mike said to me out of earshot of the girls. “Good pickup! Anything in the future?”

“Crikey Mike, I hardly know the girl!” I retorted. “Anyway, what is she, eighteen? Nineteen? I’m twenty-seven. The age gap might be a little big.”

“She’s a hot little number though,” Mike said admiringly, as we spied her in the room looking at the selection on the bed. “At least I can say I banged the babysitter by proxy!” and slapped me on the back while he burst out laughing.

“Har, de har har,” I responded. “Do you always have sex on the brain?”

“Yup!” he answered.

“Well, back off buddy. That’s my job!” and punched him playfully in the ribs.

“Here she is guys!” Lisa announced.

Amber stepped from behind Lisa dressed in bike gear.

Mike and I gave a simultaneous wolf whistle. Hot! She was incendiary!

She wore a ladies leather jacket that accentuated her already broad shoulders and slim waist. Half unzipped down the front with her long blonde braided ponytail slung across her left shoulder and hanging down between her breasts to her navel.

Kevlar reinforced denims hung off her hips and tucked into knee high leather boots. I wanted to take her right there on the spot. My eyes ran up and down her form as Lisa explained.

“We couldn’t find any suitable leather pants as I’m a bit longer in the legs and more hippy than Amber, so we settled on the Kevlar jeans, which were easier to tuck into the boots.”

Mike chirped up, breaking the spell, “Hey guys, we’ve got hot pancakes and fresh coffee. Want a bite to eat before you head off?”

We sat at the table and ate our fill of the magnificent breakfast Lisa had made. Young Christopher who had been playing in the lounge came up to me.

“Da da!” he babbled, reaching his arms out to me. He then looked at Mike. “Da da?” he said again, quizzically. We laughed and Lisa picked him up.

“Oh, poor baby! You’ve got two da da’s now,” she informed Bornova Escort him.

“Where you off to Dave?” Mike asked.

“I thought about doing the Great Ocean Road.”

“It’ll be nice down there today,” he added. “Probably every man and his bike will be out. You take care. Love to be going with you, but domestics to attend to you know.” He looked at Lisa then winked at me.

We all walked to the bike. I got on it and started it up, the growl of the engine sounding sweet. Amber jumped up and settled behind me on the pillion, hugging close to me.

Waving goodbye we roared out into the morning sunshine, heading for the bridge and the highway to Geelong and the Ocean Road. Traffic was light and we made good time. Once out on our playground I wound the throttle out and ate up the long sweeping curves of one of the best roads in the world.

The wind whistled past, the bitumen leeringly close on the tightest turns. The exhilaration heightened the senses, adrenalin flooding the body, heart beating fast. It was the most fun you could have without taking your pants off. Amber was a perfect pillion. Hugging close to me, head on my shoulder, leaning with the bike. Perfect balance. I hardly knew she was there.

We stopped a little bit outside of Apollo Bay, in an area off the road overlooking the magnificent view of Bass Strait. Amber leapt off the bike deftly and landed sure footed on the ground bringing her arms up and thrusting her chest out, like she had just completed the best gymnastics routine of her life.

I smiled in my helmet shaking my head. Then took it off. She removed hers and immediately sat astride my legs.

“That was incredible!” she gushed. “I’m feeling sooooo horny,” as she ground her groin into mine. “The speed, the turns, the vibration of the engine, what a rush! I’m so wet, you can’t believe!”

I unzipped her jacket and reached in, my hand closing around a firm breast through her tee shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra. A very erect nipple bore into my palm through the thin material.

She moaned softly and kissed me, our mouths opening and tongues playing over each other.

“Take me, please!” she pleaded as we broke our kiss.

I looked around. Cars and bikes zoomed past. This was a bit too public.

I motioned her up and led her by the hand through the bushes and down a slight slope towards the sea. A small grassy clearing shielded by scrub on all sides but the seaward one. It looked perfect.

I lay down on the ground, propped up on my elbows. Amber stood astride me and removed her jacket and tee. Her breasts bounced freely, defying gravity, long nipples stiffened in contact with the cooler sea breeze. She sat astride my hips, unzipping my jacket and ran her hands up under my tee shirt massaging my chest. I returned the favour cupping a delicious firm tit in each hand, pulling and rolling the nipples, massaging the soft flesh.

She groaned and ground her crotch into mine. Eyes closed head thrown back, long ponytail hanging off to one side.

My cock stiffened with the sensations of her breasts in my hands and crotch pressing into me.

“Mmmmmmm,” she hummed. “I think something needs to be released,” and smiled broadly with beautiful white even teeth sparkling in the light, green eyes fixed on mine. She wiggled down and sat just above my knees, pulling the zipper to my leathers down. Busy hands worked at the buckle on my jeans belt. Freeing me of the restrictions, she pulled both pants down my legs, and then removing my boots before taking the garments off me completely.

“Ouch!” I cried, “This grass is sharp!” as pinpricks poked into my delicate behind.

Amber giggled and handed me the trousers, which I quickly placed under me.

“Now, where were we?” I enquired.

“I believe I was going to suck your cock,” she replied. “I want to taste your juice direct from the source!” and then grasped my thick member in both hands and enveloped the knob in her velvety warm mouth.

“Ahhhhhh!” I groaned loudly as her tongue swirled over the sensitive glans. I spread my legs and she settled kneeling between them.

I looked down at the sight. One hand was massaging my tightening testicles and the other was slowly stroking my shaft up and down while she plunged her mouth down over the knob. Saliva drooled out, coating my cock and running down to my balls. Her perky breasts hung firmly down, nipples long and erect.

Pressure started to build as she worked harder on my knob, pushing more and more of me into her throat. She gagged a little each time, but managed to force half my length into her sucking orifice. Her mouth distended around my girth, lips stretched taut.

Grasping her head I pulled it hard down onto me. Her throat opened a little more, the muscles of it tightening around the tip. She gagged slightly and I eased up my grip, allowing her to recover before forcing her down again. This time she didn’t gag and I felt her throat working over half my knob, tongue stroking the thick tube running on the underside of Bornova Escort Bayan my cock.

She released my balls and slid a finger down over my perineum and probed my anus. Sliding the tip of her finger around it then inserting it part way in and wiggling it, massaging the super sensitive sphincter muscle.

I groaned loudly, thrusting my hips up and pulling her head hard onto me. Muscles deep in my groin spasmed and I felt a surge of fluid shoot up my shaft and explode out of the bloated head of my cock, splashing into Amber’s tightly gripping throat.

My cock throbbed in orgasm, spasming as she swallowed my hot load, each contraction of her throat causing more cum to jet into her mouth.

Spent, I collapsed back down. Her finger withdrew from my anus and she kept my cock in her mouth slowly jacking the shaft and sucking the last of my semen out.

I bent my neck and looked at her. She looked back as she continued, large green eyes locked onto mine.

“Fuck Amber!” I panted. “That was amazing! Where’d you learn that?”

She released me from her mouth, still grasping my turgid member in her small hand.

“Alex gave me some tips.” she replied.

“Who’s Alex?” I asked.

“My sister, Aleksandra.”

My head fell back. Fuck! The image of her in the photo floated through my mind

“I asked her last night about deep throating a big cock. She showed me another way we can try later if you like?” she said teasingly.

“Does she know you lost your virginity?” I asked.

“She knows I was walking kinda funny when I got home Friday night,” she chuckled.

Her tongue flicked out to catch a drip of sperm that had eased out of the hole in my cock.

“I love the taste of your cum! When you spurted in my throat I almost came myself!”

She waited a moment then continued, “She figured it out pretty quick and congratulated me with a big sisterly hug. She asked all kinds of questions. I think she wanted to make sure I was alright. She does look after me. She wants to meet you, to see that you’re not like my other boyfriends.”

Her mouth again lowered and surrounded my glans, gently tonguing it.

I groaned, as much about the feel of her mouth as meeting her sister.

“Easy honey, it’s still a little sensitive.” I said softly. She grinned around my cock head, looking me in the eyes as she grazed her teeth so lightly over my flesh.

“Amber, take your pants off and bring your sweet pussy over here,” I pointed to my mouth.

She jumped up and quickly removed her boots and pants, slipping off her panty thong sexily for me before moving back.

“Wait!” I called. “Put your boots back on!”

She grinned and slipped the knee-high boots back over her legs.

“Just stand over me,” I ordered.

She stood over my knees, legs parted.

The sight was unbelievable. My cock stirred despite its recent workout. The sun came in over her left shoulder, casting a slight shadow over her front. Her breasts rose and fell slightly with her breathing. The curve of her hips and waist formed in the perfect ratio of proportion. Her flat belly sweeping to end in her pubic mound standing out from her groin.

Her labia were swollen; outer lips parted leaving her luscious inner lips protruding out erotically, beautifully silhouetted against the sky beyond. A stream of liquid ran from her pussy half way down each thigh. I wish I’d had my camera with me.

I motioned with my finger and she moved forward and sank to her knees, quivering labia hovering over my mouth. Grasping her tight buttocks I pulled her sex to my mouth, taking her inner labia between my lips, reaching out with my tongue to stroke the weeping hole beneath.

She shivered above me and rotated her hips, fingers entwining in my hair. A deep sigh escaped her lips and she threw her head back. I looked up her body over her pubic mound. Her back was arched, stomach hollowing out causing her ribcage to outline sharply under her flesh. Her small round breasts wobbled on her chest.

She arched further back causing her ponytail to writhe against my belly, tickling it and brushing over my growing penis.

I sucked her inner lips all the way into my warm mouth and spread them out on my palate, flattening my tongue and stroking all the way up the cleft, massaging the delicate skin.

“Oh fuck!” she exclaimed. “That is sooooo nice!”

I kept up the assault and moved a middle finger around underneath her buttocks and circled the tip of it on her pussy hole, pushing the entrance apart wide with the motion. She was incredibly slick. A stream of her honey ran out coating my finger, into my palm and down my forearm.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh!” she grunted above me, her breath becoming ragged.

I held her buttocks tightly as I lashed her labia deep in my mouth. Moving my tongue further up I sucked her clit and pressing it up against my upper palate rubbed it strongly with my tongue.

A low wail escaped from her mouth, growing in volume and her strong thighs tightened around Escort Bornova my head. Sensing her impending climax, I slid my middle finger full into her sopping tight hole and rubbed the front wall of her vagina.

Every muscle in her body tensed, paralysing her in a figure of orgasmic ecstasy mounted on my face.

Suddenly they released and shudders wracked her body as her orgasm broke from the depths of her being.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” a wail issued from deep in her chest and she ground down on my mouth with such ferocity I had no room to breath anymore.

A flood of pussy cum drenched my hand, running down my arm and dripping onto the grass beneath.

As quickly as she had climaxed it stopped and she pulled up releasing her sex from my mouth and fingers. She slumped backwards; lying on my body, head lolling between my legs my cock pressed against her back. She gasped for breath.

Her pussy was directly in front of my face and I poked my tongue out and flicked her anus.

“Ahhhhh!” she hissed.

I licked again, this time teasing the sensitive entrance and then sliding the tip into her still throbbing pussy hole, licking the juice that leaked out.

“Oh, fuck! You are so bad!” she gasped.

I renewed my assault, this time sucking the area between her pussy and anal hole, dipping my tongue tip to penetrate her anus. Her tight hole twitched and gripped my tongue as I worked it in and out.

“Oh SHIT! Stop! STOP! Too much! She cried and pulled her hips back.

She sat up on my chest. I looked up at her and grinned.

“You are so nasty! You were fucking my ass with your tongue!” she said with amazement.

“Did you like it?” I asked.

“It was unbelievable! I’ve never ever felt anything like it!”

“Want more?”

“Not right now. I want that fat sausage to stretch my little pussy till fills me with hot spunk again!”

With that she backed up off her knees and squatted over my erect cock, placing the bulging head at her very moist hole. Her labia dangled between her legs and she rubbed the glans over her pussy hole and up her slit causing the labia to drape themselves over my knob.

It was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen. She moved my cock higher, so the underside rubbed across her exposed clit, still peeking out of its hood from my recent sucking.

She repeated the movement half a dozen times, moaning deeper with each pass over her clitoris. Then with a sudden motion, squatted down forcing the bloated head of my cock into her incredibly tight pussy.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” she threw her head back and squeezed her cunt around me.

“Oh fuck! Amber!” I cried, bucking my hips up, sliding a few more inches into her tunnel. Balanced only on her feet she slowly lowered herself, inch by inch as I thrust up and down, till finally at the highest stroke my cock touched the end of her vagina. She held still, forcing me to thrust up fully if I wanted the deepest penetration.

He eyes were closed as we fucked. Hands holding her knees wide apart, firm young breasts thrust out from her chest.

I gripped her boot-shod legs at the ankles and drove my straining member into her. I was loosing steam, the prolonged effort draining my strength. Sensing this she suddenly dropped her full weight onto my erection as I pulled down, embedding myself impossibly deep inside of her body.

Clutching her breasts Amber rapidly rocked her hips backwards and forwards on my pole, the muscles all along the length of her pussy flexing around my throbbing shaft.

With a cry she held still, pussy spasming, the end of her vagina pulsing on my glans. The head of my cock expanded beyond all belief and then exploded as my hot semen flooded her. The world went dark as my whole being centred on my throbbing shaft jetting gobs of cum against her cervix, coating her tight tunnel with my sex fluids.

Gradually the world returned. I looked up at sweet Amber. She was breathing hard, staring into space, glassy eyed. Her vagina was randomly contracting around my shaft, eliciting small spasms from me as she milked the sensitive glans of the last of its load.

I stroked her thigh gently and she suddenly snapped back into this world. A huge grin spread across her angelic face and with her hands on her knees pushed herself up, deliberately tightening her pussy on my withdrawing shaft. My cock left her warm recess with a plop and she stood above me looking directly into my eyes.

As she did a huge glob of our combined cum dripped out of her sodden cunt landing on my softening cock. It was quickly followed by another that formed a sticky string hanging from her open hole to her knees. It hung there for what seemed an eternity before breaking loose and landing on my stomach.

A hand snaked down her belly and two fingers dug deep into her snatch, pulling out another load. The glistening fingers went into her mouth, sucking them clean. All the while her eyes never left mine.

We continued with eyes locked on one another as she clean her pussy of our juices. Finally she knelt over me, hands placed either side of my head.

“I thought I had died and gone to heaven,” she said softy, looking deeply into my eyes.

I stroked her cheek lightly.

“Perhaps you had,” I replied. “Maybe you’ve been sent back for more punishment.”

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Hot, rainy day. Sun dress. Water running down her hair, her neck and trickling down the small of her back. Bare feet, walking through a field of wild flowers. She puts one behind her ear.

He is working in the open barn. Sweat covered, shirtless. Muscles flex and relax as he pitches the hay into each stall. The barn is red and fading in some areas. A large wooden door opens to reveal four stalls. And there is a window opening up in the hay loft. He is a farmer, just as his father and his father’s father. He has always know he was going to farm. He loves everything about it. From the hay to plowing his 80 acres with his tractor. Planting seeds for the crop. Even getting up to the sound of the rooster waking the day. The smell of fresh harvested corn and grain. His favorite smell is the way the country smells after a summer rain. He does not hear or see her enter the barn. Silently she moves closer. From behind she encircles his waist with her arms and kisses the skin between his shoulders. He shivers with the coolness of her rain drenched body and dress. Her lips are warm in contrast. She lets her hand fall from his solid stomach down to his belt buckle and then down lower until she now cups him in her hand.

He Alanya Escort knows what she wants. He wants her too. He drops his pitch fork onto the ground. He unfastens his belt, unbuttons his pants and lowers his zipper. He grabs her hand and places it into his faded jeans.

She squeezes and rubs one finger over the head. Making him groan. He turns to face her. She does not remove her hand, instead she moves her fingers up and down his now hardened shaft.

He leans to her kissing her forehead, eyes, nose, chin. Then slowly he presses his lips to hers. Their lips part. Deep searching kiss. He pulls back to look into her eyes.

He kisses her neck. Reaches up and pulls her shoulder strap away, as his lips and tongue dance along her now exposed shoulder. He does the same to the other strap and her dress falls to the ground around her feet.

His hands glide over her wet body to her breasts. He gently squeezes. Taking her hard nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking and catching each one between his teeth.

She puts her hand in his and leads him to the big green Deere tractor that sits in the middle of the barn.

With nothing on her body except her lace panties, she Alanya Escort Bayan begins to climb aboard. But as she places one foot upon the first step, he lowers the lace off of her hips and lets her step out of them as she climbs up and into the seat. He quickly climbs up after her. She is waiting. One leg is propped up on the canopy’s arm and the other leg is spread open as an invitation for him.

Droping to his knees in front of her. He has a hand on each of her inner thighs. He puts both thumbs on her labia lips and opens her up.

Leaning forward, he licks her from her sex up to her clit. She shudders. He presses his fingers into her, all the while lapping his tongue over and around her clit.

Her nails dig into his shoulder. He takes her clit into his mouth, suckling as a new calf would a tit. She moans and gasps for air.

Keeping his fingers moving in and out of her, he raises up to take her breast in his mouth. But she has other ideas.

She pushes him back onto the steering wheel. Gasps his balls and hard dick and licks the head. Slowly and teasingly she slides him into her wanting mouth.

His fingers now entangled in her hair as she moves over him. An animalistic Escort Alanya groan escapes him.

She rubs her fingers over the extra sensitive area just behind his balls and circles his hole with her fingertips. She can feel him quiver beneath her touch. She gently enters him. Just enough at first for him to know what she is doing. Then she moves faster in him and sucks harder, as if dancing in unison. He grips her shoulders, pushes her back into the seat once again and in one fluid motion, he enters her deeply. She screams with excited passion. Grabbing her ass, he pulls her harder onto him with every thrust.

Pushing, pulling, moving to the rhythm of the pouring rain and rolling thunder he enters her over and over. Her body shakes and shivers. She grabs his ass and pulls him still even harder into her. His hips tease and release. His muscles strain under the pressure of his forceful strokes. She screams his name and throws her head back as her orgasm takes complete hold of her. But still he pushes…harder, faster, deeper…he continues. He can feel it growing inside of him. His need to cum. Stronger and stronger the need grows until he cannot control it any longer. With a loud growling moan, it escapes into her. She can feel him throb inside of her. She quivers as she holds onto him. Now exhausted, they climb down from the tractor, lay down in the hay and fall asleep in each others arms, as the sound of the rain falling on the roof of the barn is their lullaby.

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“Wow, Jinky, JJ is so CUTE!” She even got me to admit how handsome JJ is one night, and when I admitted it to her, I felt like SUCH a FAGGOT! And of course I AM a faggot – and everyone knows it! Ha ha ha! People could never figure out what a hot Filipina like Jinky was doing with a PIECE Of SHIT white faggot like me!! Well, it was because she wanted to come to the states. We met online, got married and I brought her to the U.S.

She has good instincts, and she knew when I was scared to fuck her the first night we hooked up that I was probably gay. I could see the knowing smile on her face when I admitted to her that I thought JJ was cute! Jinky had suspicions about me being gay from day one. And now that I had confirmed those suspicions, it was a relief to her, because now she felt that it was ok to have a boyfriend. Filipina women are like that – they’ll stay with their husband even if they find out he’s a queer, as long as they can have sex with whomever they want.

After that she refused to have sex with me. One time, when I was bugging her for sex, she had a disgusted look and she said, “Wouldn’t you rather have a man on you?” And then she laughed. I hung my head in shame.

After that my relationship with Jinky was no longer one of a husband and wife, but more like a relationship between sisters or girlfriends. I had always liked women’s fashion and cosmetics, and now I would help Jinky with her make up and advise her on sexy things to wear – like a sister would do. She would tell me about JJ and the things they did together in bed, and we would giggle like a couple of horny prostitutes!

Since Jinky had cut me off, I had to content myself with masturbating to internet porn, and fantasizing my pretty little wife, wriggling naked in the buff arms of her black boyfriend! I became seriously addicted to interracial straight porn, and I began to fantasize about what if I was a woman? Jinky had this sexy Frederick’s of Antalya Escort Hollywood black, silk shorty robe that she wore around the house. One night I was stroking my cock naked in front of the full length mirror, and admiring my soft looking body. On impulse I put on the shorty robe and smeared my lips with one of my wife’s lipsticks!

After awhile it was out in the open, and JJ started coming by our apartment complex to pick up Jinky. He had a deep bass voice – really masculine. My voice was soft, sometimes people mistook me on the phone for a woman because of my voice!

I remember the first time JJ knocked at the door. Jinky was still getting ready, so she told me to let him in. I was trembling in fear and – mostly – from embarrassment! Can you imagine – having to meet my wife’s black boyfriend – face to face! I gathered all my courage and opened the door. My knees were shaking from a mixture of fear and humiliation. I was smiling nervously, but he just looked at me as if I were a bug. “Where Jinky at?” he said.

“She’s almost ready,” I said. “Won’t you come in?” I stepped aside as he entered our apartment. “Excuse the mess,” I said, apologetically.

He came in and sat down. “Jinky! You ready, girl?” He yelled out in that deep voice.

“Almost, sweetie, Jinky yelled from the bedroom. Ronnie, get JJ something to drink!”

“Would you like a beer?” I asked him, meekly.

“Nah, I’m coo,” he said.

Then Jinky came out, her face flushed. How do I look?” she asked. She had on a tiny little belly baring crop top, the skimpiest, butt baring cut off jeans short shorts, and 6 inch high heels, and a proud smile on her cute face. She looked like a whore!

I could see the new tattoo she had on her neck – “JJ” in cursive lettering, and the “Queen of Spades” on her ankle, that indicated she was owned by a black man. These were her first tattoos, but not the last. Soon she would be covered Antalya Escort Bayan with tats – just like any other black man’s whore.

And recently Jinky had gone to the salon and had her hair peroxided blonde, permed, and then shaved to a quarter inch, so that her hair was like a black girl’s. She looked SO fuckin WHORISH!

“Oooo-WEE!” JJ said. “You lookin’ FINE, girl! C’mere lemme look atchyo ass!” He stood up and she ran to him and he cupped her ass in his huge black hands – right in front of me! And while he was doing it, they both looked at me. Jinky looked over her shoulder, laughed and said, “Enjoy the internet!”

Later that night, about 3 am, I stepped out for a smoke. I saw headlights so I stepped back into the shadows. It was JJ’s car. After a few minutes I heard voices. It was Jinky and JJ. He sounded pissed off. I snuck around the corner of the apartment block and saw them. JJ had Jinky up against the wall, holding her just on her toes, his hand around her neck. Then he set her down and bitch slapped her – hard!

Once when Jinky was gone for the weekend, I found a box of pictures of her naked, going down on several different black men! She still had her long hair, so I knew these pics were at leat 6 months old. In one pic 2 guys were standing on either side of her and she was on her knees with both hard cocks in her mouth! In another pic she had her nose up against the guy’s pubis, and a guy had pulled her long black hair back in a tight top knot, so as not to block the shot! There was a video too, The black guys were calling her, “Cumshot!” And they were laughing and saying things like, “Bitch gots SKILLS!” and, “We got this pussy on LOCKDOWN!” And Jinky was servicing all those black men! I don’t know, I felt such a mixture of – I don’t know – pride in her, and disgust in myself.

Those pics and videos of my beautiful Filipina wife going down on those black men made me SO fuckin HAWT! Escort Antalya I could hear another Filipina speaking off camera in Tagalog – I think it was Nancy, an older Pinay that Jinky was friends with – and she was telling Jinky to: “Sigi, Dai! Legs up, Dai! Kayat him, puta ka!”

And Jinky raised her sexy silky legs wide and high as this huge black man got up on her and eased his huge cock, balls deep into her shaved vagina – no rubber! One after another, 15 black men got up in her. And then she got on her knees to take all their loads on her beautiful face! All the while I could hear Nancy speaking instructions to her in Tagalog off camera, Telling her, “Kiss his chest, Jinky! Putang Ina!”

And then I watched the guy swab his sweaty chest with my wife’s pretty face. And every time he yanked her hair to pull her face up for a kiss, I saw the hawt whorish looks she gave him! Then he grabbed Jinky by the hair and yanked her off her feet, and pulled her completely naked into the bedroom. She had to crawl fast on her hands and knees to avoid having her hair yanked out by the roots. I could see the guy’s knotty fist and his muscular calves – he was wearing just work boots and sweat socks – as he roughly pulled her to the room for sex.

He kicked back on a chair as Jinky knelt and untied his work boots and removed them, and then pulled off his sweaty socks. Then she licked his toes and kissed his feet! Filipina women LOVE to worship a REAL man! He raised his big hairy legs, and Jinky got busy, spreading his buttocks with her small hands, turning to look at the camera and smiling, and delving in deep to eat out his funky anus!

Eventually our relationship got to where Jinky and I would do each other’s hair, nails, and makeup each afternoon. We’d try out different outfits and high heels, and then Jinky would kiss me goodbye and head to the strip club where she worked, and I would head to the adult bookstore where I had sex with men! One night my last trick was a hot black man, and I must have eaten out his hairy ass hole for an hour. Later I picked Jinky up at the club and we kissed. She pulled her head back, her nose wrinkled up, a quizzical look on her face: “What the fuck is THAT smell?” she said.

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While in Okinawa with my husband, a girlfriend asked me if I would go with her to South Korea to do some Christmas shopping since things were much cheaper there. I agreed to go and we took a military hop and end up in Songtan City, South Korea for three days. We checked into a hotel in the city instead of staying on base so we could get an early start and be closer to the shops.

I need to explain that both of us were married, to U.S. Air Force men, for two years, both of Korean decent, and both had one child. My friend is a year older than me and a little on the heavy side and both her parents are Korean. My mother is Korean, my father American and was also in the Air Force. I grew up following my dad around the world, mostly in Asian countries but I was educated in American schools and am fluent in both English and Korean along with little bits of several other languages. I was trim, not beautiful but could turn a few heads and 23 years old. My name is Kim.

After two days of shopping and having spent most of the money I brought, my girlfriend and I decided take in some of the night life and unwind from the hectic shopping trip. In preparing for the evening, I took a long bath and selected a dress to wear over some sexy underwear complete with black lace bra and matching panty and dark nylons and garter belt instead of pantyhose. When I looked in the mirror, I liked the attire I had chosen and felt beautiful. I wasn’t going out looking for anybody but I wanted to look my best in case a dancing partner came along.

Being a military town, there weren’t too many places that two unattached Korean girls could go but we found a couple of night clubs that would let us in. One club we stopped at had a dance floor and we decided to have a drink since the music was good. Looking around, I spotted a group of guys that were drinking beer and although a little older than us, looked nice and weren’t entertaining the bar girls that most of the other tables were doing. One guy caught me staring at them and started staring back. He appeared to be about thirty. I looked away but kept catching a glimpse occasionally and he was still looking our direction. I checked to make sure that I wasn’t flashing him, I didn’t want him to get the wrong idea.

After a while, he got up and walked in our direction, I thought he was going to ask me to dance and as he approached our table, he smiled but walked past. I looked to where he was going and saw that it was to the bathroom. Disappointed, I started talking to my girlfriend and was ready to move to another club. A short while later, my mystery man returned and this time stopped and asked for a dance to which I readily agreed. One dance led to a second and even on the slow song, he was a perfect gentleman and excellent dance partner. I was enjoying myself. We talked a little and I found out that Jack and the guys he was with were Navy aircrew spending the night. He invited my girlfriend and I to join them at their table. I asked her and she agreed so we moved to their table.

They ordered another round of drinks including ours and we danced a few more songs and I then found out that they were staying at a hotel a short distance from ours. I don’t know if it was the drinks or just me but I was getting a warm feeling inside. All of them made us feel comfortable and it was a very pleasant time. Jack was a very intriguing person. He wasn’t married and almost 40 years old and a good conversationalist. Just when it started getting nice, they all got up and announced that they had to call it a night since they had a flight the next day and were confirming their room numbers with each other. Jack, the guy that had been dancing with me the whole time thanked me for the evening and said that when they were in town again, that they usually went to this club and if interested to look for them there. Just like that, they were gone and it wasn’t even 10 pm yet.

After they left, we went to a different club but it just wasn’t as much fun. We decided to have a late night dinner at a local Korean diner and talked there. A few hours passed and some of the local guys hit on us but we brushed them off. My girlfriend had enjoyed herself as much or more than I did with the guys and we even joked about going to their hotel and knocking on doors since we knew which rooms they were in. This wicked thought kept haunting me as I couldn’t get Jack out of my mind. I was restless and not ready for the evening to end even though it was approaching two in the morning. My girlfriend told me I seemed to be in my own little world and in deep concentration. I finally told her that maybe we could go knock on just one door, Jack’s. She asked me if I was serious and on impulse, I said “Yes.”

It was cold out but we were only a block away from his hotel so we walked. She asked me, “Do you remember his room number?”

I answered, “Yes, room 217.”

She then started a series of questions. “Are you sure about this?…..What if he doesn’t answer the door?…….Are Manavgat Escort you going to ask for him at the lobby?………Do you want me to stay with you?…..What if he isn’t interested?……….Are you crazy?……..What about your husband?”

At first I didn’t answer as we just kept walking. Then I responded, “I don’t know why, I just want to see him again, but if I don’t go now, I’ll never see him again.”

We arrived at his hotel. I was nervous. I’d never done anything like this before. As we entered the lobby, I noticed that no one was at the desk so we proceeded to the elevator. I hit the button for the second floor. My heart was pounding in my chest. When the door opened, I saw the room just across the hallway. We stepped out and my legs were shaking as we stepped in front of his door. I hesitated. I was scared and thought, “What would he think of me being here at this late hour. I should just turn around and leave.”

I don’t know why but I quietly knocked on the door. No answer. I knocked again. This time the door opened. He was standing there in a pair of jeans, no shirt and looked like he had just awaken. My legs had turned jelly and my heart felt like it would jump out of my chest. In the dim light it took him a second to focus and then a smile came over his face. “Come in,” he said. “How did you find me?”

“I overheard you telling each other your room numbers at the club.” I said. “We were just down the street eating and I thought we’d stop by to see you.”

As he closed the door behind us and asked us to sit down in the two chairs in the room, my girlfriend said in Korean so he wouldn’t understand, “We shouldn’t be here,” as we took off our coats.

I answered her in Korean, “I just want to get his address and talk awhile.”

He then offered us a soft drink telling us that there wasn’t any alcoholic beverages in the refrigerator. My girlfriend declined but I accepted one. He sat down on the bed and said, “I’m glad you came, I didn’t get your address or phone number before and when I come back to Korea, I’d like to see you again.” Then he reached for a pen and paper.

My heart started to slow down. He was interested in me. Then my girlfriend speaking in Korean interrupted, “I don’t like being here, we need to go.”

I told her in Korean, “Just a little longer, I like this guy.”

She said in Korean, “I can’t stay and you shouldn’t be here either. Let’s just go.”

He inquired, “Is there a problem? Your girlfriend doesn’t act like she is comfortable here.”

I said, “She’s just tired and wants to get some sleep.”

I took the pen and paper and started to write but then thought, “I can’t give him my real information. What would I write?” I started scribbling in Korean and made up an address and phone number then told him to just ask a cab driver to take him there.

My girlfriend stood up and said in Korean, “I’ve got to go now, are you coming with me?” as she put on her coat. I knew if I left then, that it would be the last time I ever saw him but I knew it wasn’t right for me, a married girl with a son, to stay. I knew if I didn’t leave now, I’d end up in his bed. It was as if I had a magnetic attraction to him but I knew that it was wrong to stay.

In Korean I said, “You go, I’m going to stay. Let me give you some cab fare.” I searched my purse for 2000 Won and gave it to her.

I then said to Jack, “She wants to go get some sleep now, can I stay and talk a little longer? I’m enjoying this time with you.”

My girlfriend then said to me, “You’re probably going to regret this but do what you must. I’ll see you for the flight back home.”

As Jack stood up, so did I and he escorted her to the door and let her out. When he closed the door and turned to face me, I knew that I had made my decision, right or wrong. As he stepped toward me, he said, “You are so lovely,” then wrapped his arms around me and kissed me for the first time. My heart started to flutter and my nipples stiffened. It was electrifying. I never felt an attraction to someone like this before. I kissed back and put my arms around him. My legs got weak as I held on to him with my arms for support. The kiss didn’t end and our tongues began a dance with each other. I felt him beginning to stiffen between our bodies.

I felt him pull down the zipper at the back of my dress and his hands touched my bare skin, softly caressing my back while we intensified our dance of tongues. I got so warm and my face felt flushed. I was delirious with passion. What was it about this man that excited me so much?

He then drew away from me a little so that he could remove the bodice part of my dress and then he continued to push it over my hips and let it drop to the floor. I was left standing in my black bra, panty, garter belt and nylons. He just stood back and admired me for a second and then said, “My god! You look so sexy in that”

I noticed that a large bulge formed in the front Manavgat Escort bayan of his jeans when he again took me in his arms, caressed my skin and gently kissed my neck and shoulders. I felt myself get wet with the anticipation of what was to come. Then his hands cupped my breasts, slightly squeezing them through the bra and then he unsnapped the front clasp and exposed me to his view. His kisses got lower and lower and then his lips suckled my nipples ever so lightly. He teased each one until they were hard as a rock and then warmed them with his mouth and tongue just to do it over again. I could barely stand and he assisted me to sit on the bed. With a gentle push, I was laying on my back.

His hands worked magic on my body. Every touch tingled and he was soon stroking the inside of my legs but avoided touching my most intimate place. I know I was moaning but I couldn’t hear it. He was teasing me and I loved every minute of his caresses. Jack was creating sparks in me that I didn’t know existed.

I felt his hands on the waistband of my panties and lifted my butt so he could lower them, they could only go down to the top of my nylons, but it was enough for his hand when it danced its way toward the treasure that had been exposed. His finger slipped into my folds and found the wetness within. His drove me crazy as I lifted my hips to meet his touch with each stroke of his finger and I heard myself moaning this time.

I reached out to touch the bulge in his jeans. I drew the outline of it trying to imagine its size. I pulled the snap and lowered the zipper to gain some room. When I reached inside, I wrapped my fingers around the contents and discovered it was large and still growing larger and harder. I pulled it free and saw the largest cock I’ve ever seen in my life and it still wasn’t at its full capacity. I mentally compared it to my husband’s cock and it was at least two inches longer and twice the diameter.

“Oh my god, you’re huge!” I exclaimed.

I began to get worried that I wouldn’t be able to accommodate him but the pleasure he had been giving me drowned my fears. I raised up and unhooked my garters so that I could remove my panties. Jack then said, “Please leave the stockings on, you look so beautiful in them.” When I pulled my panties free, I re-hooked the garters.

Still worried that he might be too large for me, I pushed him back so that he was on his back on the bed and then got on top of him so that I could examine his cock better. I couldn’t even close my hand around the girth and the length frightened me. I knew that if he tried to put it in me that it was going to hurt a lot. I decided to try and give him a blow job and hopefully that would keep him happy.

When I took his cock in my mouth, I discovered that I could barely get a third of it in before I started to gag. Concentrating on the head, I tickled it with my tongue and sucked around the crown which caused a strong reaction from Jack.

He grabbed my hips and moved my butt over his face and then began to lick me. Not long after he started eating me, I began to orgasm, one after another. Jack drove me insane with his skill, he had to be a master to cause this much pleasure in me.

I tried to suck him to orgasm but my jaws were getting sore, he still hadn’t cum and lifted me off his cock and announced that he wanted to put it in me. I was still scared to let him try but I wanted it so bad that I said to him, “Let me be on top.”

I knew that I had more control over how much went in me this way and hopefully would be able to adjust to his size. I straddled his middle and raised my hips up to position his cock at my entrance. Thankfully I was very wet. I wanted this cock in me so much that I forgot about everything except trying to get him inside.

I felt the head start to spread me open and go inside me. The stretching was intense. There was a little bit of pain as I took more of him into me and I paused to adjust until it felt better. It seemed like it was taking forever and I almost just dropped on him to get it over with but I wanted this to feel good. I took the pain of being stretched but the fullness was indescribable. I was glad I had had a baby already because if I hadn’t, I doubt if I could have accepted the thickness of his cock. I felt him inside me deeper than a cock had ever penetrated and there was still more to go. I wondered if all of him could get inside me. Then I felt his cock hit the back of my pussy and I had almost all of it inside.

“I’ve never had anything this big in me before,” I said.

“You feel so tight around me and it’s so good,” he said.

I rested a bit to get adjusted to his size and then began a slow in and out motion. Jack was very good and didn’t try to drive his cock into me and let me set the pace and depth of the strokes. My pussy muscles, at first, kept trying to reject this invader but slowly accepted it. The pain disappeared and soon I had orgasm after orgasm Escort Manavgat on this magnificent cock. “Oh, it’s so good, it doesn’t hurt anymore,” I said.

After a while, I was getting tired and Jack just flipped us over so he was on top. He started out gently driving his length into me and I yelped each time he went in all the way. I spread my legs out to the side, hoping to allow more room but there was just so much of him inside me. Soon the pace quickened and Jack was driving in and out faster while I had almost continuous orgasms.

“Fuck me,” I yelled, “Faster, I’m cumming. You’re tearing me apart but it feels so good.”

He lifted my legs with his arms and raised my butt up and it felt like he was going even deeper in me. Then I felt him go rigid and his cock seemed to swell inside me and then pulse. I knew he had filled me with cum.

He collapsed on top of me for a bit, regaining his strength. His cock was still inside me and I didn’t feel quite as stretched as before. He kissed me then and rolled us onto our sides. “You are wonderful lover and it was the best I’ve ever had,” he said.

Then his cock slipped out of me and we cuddled together. The afterglow I felt was euphoric. When it subsided, I felt the urge to have him again so I started stroking his cock and it responded. Before long, we were locked together once more. This time his cock went in easier but it still hurt a little as I was sore from the previous coupling.

In no time, we were at it again, he was taking me to new heights. “Fuck me you wonderful man……..don’t stop, do me harder……….oh you’re so deep in me…..I love it…..give it all to me…….I’m cumming,” I screamed.

Real soon, his cum erupted inside me again. I slid out from under him and started blowing him and although he complained that he was very sensitive at that moment, his cock got hard again. I again straddled him and impaled myself on him and rode myself to more orgasms before he once again gave me his deposit. “You’re killing me,” he said, “I can’t do it anymore right now………let me rest a little.”

We disengaged and he wrapped his arm around me as we lay spoon fashion and drifted off to sleep. My mind kept reveling in the erotic acts we had performed but my pussy was so sore and puffed up. It felt like he was still inside me even though he wasn’t .

I awoke to him sucking on my nipples and caressing my behind. When he touched my pussy, I winced a little as it was so sore. I knew that I couldn’t take him again without it hurting so I told him I needed a shower.

I examined myself and discovered dried semen in the hair around my pussy and the lips were swollen and red. I showered and cleaned myself up then started dressing while he took a shower and got into his flight suit. Damn he looked good.

As I was getting ready to put my dress back on, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me, “In the light, you look even better than you did last night,” he said and started massaging my breasts.

“We can’t”, I said, “I’m too sore to do it right now even though I want to.”

He just hugged me then said, “Too bad, were almost out of time. You’re the best and I want to see you again. Here is my phone number. Call me collect. I should be home in three days, if not four. I want to get together with you again. I’ve never been with anyone as good as you are.”

I unzipped the lower part of his suit and fished out his cock. I kneeled down and took him in my mouth. “One to remember me by,” I said as I started to suck his cock once more. It didn’t last long before he pulled me up, laid me down on my back, pulled my panty to the side and slid inside me. It hurt some but I couldn’t stop him even if I wanted to. It was fast and once again, he let loose deep in my pussy.

We hurriedly dressed and gathered our things. When we exited the room and went down to the hotel restaurant, the rest of the crew was already there and they all stared at us. “Good morning guys,” he said to them and we sat at a table and ordered breakfast. I could feel his discharge seeping out onto my panty and it felt nice but very wet.

I was a little embarrassed to be there with him, wondering what the other guys thought of me. Would he tell them of our night? After we ate, he paid his bill, kissed me and said, “Call me…….Until next time,” as he hailed a cab for me. A final kiss and we went our separate ways.

I knew there wouldn’t be a next time and I wadded up the phone number he gave me and threw it away. All I was going to keep was the memory of the most wonderful sexual encounter ever.

I returned to my room, changed clothes and packed my bags, then collected all the items I had purchased and made arrangements for them to be delivered to the terminal.

When I found my girlfriend, she wasn’t very happy with me and told me that she wouldn’t say anything about what had happened the night before. I was thankful for that because I sure didn’t need my husband to find out I had cheated on him. It was a moment of passion and now I was back to reality. We boarded our flight and returned home with all the Christmas shopping we had done. We didn’t talk much on the flight and she didn’t ask me about the encounter so I didn’t share any details.

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