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19 yaşındayım istanbulda oturuyorum. Bayan ayakkabılarına ve çizmelerine çok büyük ilgi duyuyorum sizlere başımdan geçenleri anlatıcam. Lise 1 in ilk günlerinde okuldan 3 kızı bizim eve çağırdım çünkü kızların ayakları muhteşemdi ve 3 ünün de ayağında Geoge Hook kolej ayakkabıları vardı.Bi eve gidelim de nasıl olsa bunları yalamanın bi yolunu bulurum diye düşündüm.eve geldik 1 saat falan muhabbetten sonra kızlara bilgisayarı açtım bi tane de araba yarışı oyunu koydum 1-2 bişey ikram ettikten sonra hemen ayakkabılığa yöneldim.İlk önce elime bordo altı kösele istanbul escort fazla kullanılmamış olan ayakkabıyı aldım yere koydum ve yalamaya başladım.Özellikle fazla kirlenmemiş olan tabanını yalamak çok hoşuma gitmişti daha sonra diğer iki siyah ayakkabıyı da çıkartıp yere koydum ve onları da büyük bir iştahla yalıyordum bir yandan da elimle sikimi okşuyordum kendimden o kadar geçmişim ki mutfağa su içmeye gelen Zeynepin farkında bile değildim. Zeynep beni görünce Can o ayakkabılarla ne yapıyorsun öle diye sordu ama ne yaptığımın o da farkındaydı tabii.Yüzünde şaşkın beylikdüzü escort bir ifadeyle bunları yalamak pisliği temizlemek çok mu hoşuna gidiyor? diye sordu utancımdan kıpkırmızı olmuştum o an cevap veremedim ne diyebilirdim ki.Bir cesaretle artık olan olmuş dedim ve bu ayakkabılar ayağında olsa daha iyi olurdu dedim ve ayakakkabıları ona giydirdim ve Zeynep senin istediğin her şeyi yaparım kölen olurum dedim ve ayakkabıları tekrar yalamaya başladım o sırada diğer kızlar Duygu ve İrem tamamen oyuna dalmışlardı.Zeynepte duruma iyice istanbul kapalı escort alışmıştı mutfağa girdik ben hemen sırtüstü yattım ve bir ayağını sikime koydum diğer ayağını da yüzüme tutup yalamaya başladım 5-6 dakika sonra Zeynep in de hoşuna gitmeye başlamıştı kim böle bi kölesi olsun istemezdi ki? mutfaktaki masada önceki günden kalan iki dilim pasta vardı Zeynep tabağı yere koydu ve üstümden indi `bir de bunu deneyelim bakalım` diyerek ayakkabılarını pasta dolu tabağa soktu iki ayağının tabanı da tamamen pastaya bulanmıştı eh bu pislikle salona doğru yürümemi istemezsin her halde temizle bakalım şunları dedi ve suratında şeytani bir gülümseme belirdi ben de ayakkabısının da tabanını tamamen temizledim ve ona doğru baktım Zeynep `merak etme bu ikimizin arasında kalacak` dedi ve beraber içeriye geçtik Hikayelerim devam edecek..

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\NOTE: This is a sequel to a previous story, “Foxy Teacher.” For background and additional descriptions, see that story.

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Selma Fox smiled as she looked out at her Senior English pupils on the second day of class. It wasn’t that they were all such outstanding students, because they were actually pretty ordinary. What brought about the smile was her memory of the terrific sex she had enjoyed with Jacob Olson on the previous evening, and how she intended to have more with Lincoln Carver after class that day. They were both 18 years old, so she wasn’t worried about getting into any trouble over either of them. Sometime in the very near future, she hoped to have both boys call on her at the small apartment she rented near the school, but that was still something she had to arrange.

To put her plan in motion, she stood up and walked among the students to return the information sheets they had filled out the previous afternoon. On other days, Selma would have asked a member of the class to attend to this detail, but she wanted to make a point of stopping at Lincoln’s desk. When she did, the horny teacher stood in front of him while he looked expectantly up at her. Bending over more than she really had to, Selma handed him his sheet, giving the young man a good look at her outstanding cleavage as she did so.

Lincoln Carver appreciated the display. Miss Fox, although she was known to be over forty years old, had an excellent figure, especially her breasts. There was also a rumor going around about how she sometimes had sex with some of the older boys. He doubted that it was true but, if it were, he fervently wished that he would sometime be one of those lucky guys, although he didn’t really expect that to ever happen. Even so, his hopes rose, along wirh his erection, when he gazed at her big, luscious tits and she smiled and spoke to him.

“Mr. Carver, I need some additional information on one of these questions. Can you stay after class and supply it please?”

“Yes, Miss Fox.”

Having scheduled what she thought of as another tryout for the position of her newest boytoy, Selma returned to the front of the classroom and spent most of the rest of the class period, which was the final one of the day, describing her expectations of the students that year and outlining how the class would be studying the entire text book. After assigning homework due the next day, the last few minutes of the period were spent removing everything from the top of her desk. She was known to do this every day, and she wanted to be sure everybody knew that, so nobody would attach any significance to it when she did it with the intention of sexually entertaining somebody on that surface.

The bell sounded, ending the school day and, everybody except her and young Lincoln left for the day. As the students filed out, Selma stood up and turned to the chalkboard to erase a few words. Her real reason for turning her back on the class was to unfasten another button on her blouse, so she could put even more of her breasts on display to the young man who would soon be standing at her desk and looking down at her.

Besides the low cut blouse, Selma was wearing a short skirt and, when she sat back down after doing the erasing, she pulled the hem up high enough to show off her thighs and the crotch of her sheer panties. Her legs were under the desk, so nobody leaving the room could see what she what she was showing off there, only Lincoln when he stopped by her desk as she had instructed him.

While he stood waiting, Selma scuffed out of her shoes, rolled her chair back out and turned it so she was facing him and giving him an even better look than he had gotten earlier at what she would be making available to him. Selma had long ago learned that subtlety in the process of seducing 18 year olds was a waste of their time and hers.

She smiled up at the tall black youth who was standing over her and noted the way his eyes kept moving back and forth between her breasts and the cameltoe that was visible in her panties. “Do you like what you see?” she asked him.

“Er, ah, um, what do you mean?” Lincoln thought he might be in trouble for staring lustfully at a teacher, and tried desperately to think of a way to make light of it.

Selma reached out and gently placed her left hand on the erection that looked as if it were trying to rip a hole in the young man’s tight blue jeans. “Your hard cock tells me you do like what you see.”

Lincoln was somewhat inexperienced, but not at all stupid. The actions of Miss Fox made him realize the rumors had been true, and that he was about to get a chance at what he had been wishing for earlier. He stood where he was, and the hand that had been placed on his growing erection became much more aggressive, as its fingers wrapped around his cock, which quickly became completely stiff, although still tightly encased in his pants.

Happy and excited at how well her seduction was going, Selma reached out with her right güvenilir bahis hand to unzip the fly on the student’s jeans. Once the zipper was all the way down, she reached through the opening with the same hand, but turning it sideways so it could pass through the fly of his jockey shorts to fondle what interested her. She exulted in how it felt, so long and thick and hard, but there was a very minor problem. Lincoln Carver’s stiff cock was too big to fit through the fly of either his underwear or his pants.

This was really more of an opportunity than a problem, since Selma intended to remove both of those garments anyhow. She withdrew her hand and used it and its mate to unbutton the waist of his blue jeans — he wasn’t wearing a belt — and pull them down to his knees. Quickly but gently, holding his erection out of the way, she pulled his underwear down to the same level. Lincoln’s cock, fully erect and ready for fun, popped out, aiming at her face. To Selma, it looked like a giant sized chocolate bar, and she knew it would be every bit as much of a treat to her mouth, and later to her pussy.

She could have remained sitting, but Selma prefers kneeling in front of a man when she sucks him off so, holding Lincoln’s cock in one hand, she got to her knees and pushed her chair out of the way. She loves the velvety texture, so she started by licking the head for a few short strokes, and those were followed by a series of concentric circles. As Selma moved her face closer, her tongue caressed all over the head and probed the slit in the end, before licking around his shaft directly under the ridge.

She could tell the young man had a truly excellent cock, one that would give her mouth a lot of fun, and be equally delightful later when it was driving in and out of her pussy. It was big, but not so big that it would cause pain or be unable to fit between her lips and be moved around by her tongue. Selma was not the least bit surprised at its bigger than average size, because he was a large young man. She was also fully aware that the myth of the colossally hung black stud was little more than a story that had been made up to scare white people.

Lincoln Carver didn’t say anything about the developing situation. He had no wish to initiate a conversation that would lead to the English teacher starting to use her mouth to talk, when it was already so excellently occupied. He also didn’t want to say anything that might make her change her mind and stop what she was doing. Consequently, he did no more than watch his cock being slowly engulfed by Miss Fox’s mouth.

It was a beautiful sight, but the physical sensations were many times better than the visual treat. He could feel her tongue curling around and caressing him, and he could feel her lips pursing against his shaft as it slipped between them. Before the entire length had been enveloped, he felt the tip brush up against the back of her mouth, and he saw and felt her slowly drawing her face back. All the time, throughout the first stroke with her mouth, the teacher’s warm brown eyes were looking up at him, and he was looking down on her pretty face and dark hair.

“You have a really nice cock here, Lincoln. We’re going to have some fun with it this afternoon,” she told him, before starting to once again slowly engulf the big, dark brown object of her admiration.

This time, when the tip reached the back of her mouth, Selma opened up her throat and didn’t stop enveloping the cock until her lips were pressed against the young man’s curly black pubic hair. The first full stroke had been an extremely delightful experience for her, and she drew her mouth back to begin a long series of even better ones.

Before doing that, however, Selma wanted to get more comfortable. Holding the tip of Lincoln’s cock between her lips, she unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way, peeled it off and placed it on the arm of her chair. She leaned forward slightly, taking the cock more deeply into her mouth, and reached up her back to unhook and remove her bra. This garment was draped on top of her blouse.

Thoroughly enjoying the greater freedom of movement, Selma placed her hands on the young man’s hips and started moving her head back and forth, taking his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat with every stroke. His pubic hair tickled her nose and lips every time she enveloped his long, hard shaft, but the glorious way his cock filled her mouth more than made up for any discomfort it might have caused.

Lincoln was not completely inexperienced, but the great sex he was already getting that evening was the best of his life. The visual aspect was great; he relished looking down on the sexy teacher who was kneeling in front of him, her big, white breasts swaying with every movement. Even better was seeing his dark cock gliding in and out of her pretty face. With each and every stroke of her mouth, her eyes looked up at him, making the young man feel pride at being the one chosen for the after school türkçe bahis session with the sexy English teacher. The only thing he hoped, outside of continuing to enjoy the great sex, was that he could live up to what he thought were probably high standards.

He was doing that and more. The admiration in her eyes was real, because his cock stretched her mouth perfectly, and she loved the feel of the warm skin as it glided in and out between her lips. Selma’s tongue laved its entire length, all the way from the tip to the base of the student’s scrotum with every stroke, reveling in the way the skin was stretched so tightly over its hard roundness. She was taking her time, wanting to make the fun last, although she was also very much looking forward to having her mouth filled with the young man’s cum and relishing its taste and texture.

Although she wanted to take a long time, and even feel the big brown cock rubbing her nipples and sliding between her breasts, Selma felt it starting to throb inside her mouth, and she knew what that meant. Although feeling rather disappointed at being unable to have the thick shaft pleasure more than just her mouth, she concealed it, not wanting the young man to feel he had disappointed her. She had plans for more than just one night with the handsome boytoy, and building up his ego would be necessary if those plans were to come to fruition.

Lincoln knew his climax was imminent too. “I’m ready to cum, Miss Fox,” he told her.

Not wanting to talk with her mouth full, and not wanting to empty it, Selma did not respond to the news that she already knew, except to signal “OK” with the thumb and forefinger of her right hand. She also sucked faster and stopped giving deep throat, because wanted to be sure the delicious semen didn’t shoot straight down her throat before she had a chance to fully relish its flavor and texture. Her tongue was positioned in just the right place that he knew she would catch all the cum the man produced for her.

For less than another minute she sucked, until the cock in her mouth jerked and a big gob of viscous juice landed right where she wanted it. Selma savored the taste and kept sucking, because she was certain there would be more of it forthcoming. She was right; Lincoln Carver ejaculated twice more, gushing his cum all over the inside of her mouth, but Selma continued sucking until she was certain he was finished. Delicately holding Lincoln’s cock upright so nothing would drip out and be wasted, she moved her lips away from it and swirled inside her mouth all the semen he had fed her, before letting it slip down her throat.

There was still plenty of cum on the cock she was holding, so Selma licked it all off, making sure to wrap her tongue around the ridge to get everything that was clinging there. After cleaning off the outside, she placed her thumb in front of Lincoln’s scrotum and her fingers on the opposite side of his cock. Slowly and carefully, she moved her hand toward her mouth, squeezing out all the cum and letting it please her taste buds. When her fingers reached the end, Selma’s tongue probed into the slit on the head of the cock held in her fingers, before treating the mouthful of cum she had just earned as she had dealt with the first one.

Giving Lincoln that blow job and swallowing all his cum had been immensely pleasurable, and Selma was elated that his cock had hardly softened at all. She hoped and expected to get it into her pussy a little later. Before that would happen, though, there was something else she wanted.

The horny English teacher stood up in front of her student and smiled. “I enjoyed that very much, Lincoln, and I hope you did too.”

“I sure did.”

“I surely did. It’s an adverb, you know. Now, I want you to do the same thing for me.”

“Yes, I surely did, and I will surely enjoy doing the same thing for you.” Lincoln had eaten the pussies of several girl friends and had enjoyed it immensely, and he expected to have just as much fun eating out the hot teacher.

Selma took her large purse out of the bottom drawer and placed it on the top of her desk where she would use it as a pillow. She unbuttoned her skirt, pulled down the zipper and bent over, sliding it down far enough that she could step out of it. When it was off, she folded it and placed it on the edge of her desk to provide padding for her thighs. Her panties were already sopping wet with the juices from her pussy after sucking off Lincoln and relishing everything about his cum, and she peeled them and her nylon stockings down and off around her feet, leaving them on the floor.

Completely naked, the sexy teacher climbed on top of her desk with her legs hanging over the end and smiled an invitation at the man in front of her. He knew what that meant, and got to her knees so she could raise her legs and rest them on his shoulders, and he could wrap his arms around her thighs, leaving his face inches away from the pussy that he and almost all the boys in the school güvenilir bahis siteleri were lusting for. Knowing everything was ready and going perfectly, Selma lay back and rested her head on the purse she would be using as a pillow.

Lincoln gazed with delight at the beautiful sight that was being presented to him. Although more than twice as old as any he had eaten or even seen before, it was at least as beautiful as the pussy of any girl or woman he had known intimately. Miss Fox had apparently shaved herself there recently, because the creamy skin was hairless, with no more than a slight dark shadow, which perfectly outlined the soft pink of her slit. Her inner lips were swollen with her lust and blossoming through the narrow aperture, like dark pink flower petals. At the upper end of those lips her adorable clit was also swollen, and he could see how it was starting to push its way through its protective hood.

He leaned in closer and gently separated the edges of her slit and breathed in the fragrant cloud that arose. Her lips were shiny wet, and Lincoln pressed his tongue against one of them to sample the fluid that was there. It tasted even better than it smelled, and he glanced to the left and to the right and saw drops clinging to the insides of the teacher’s thighs. Not wanting to allow anything so delicious to go to waste, he licked everything off her soft skin and his tongue started caressing her crotch.

Pleasure rippled through Selma’s body from where the young man licked the juices from her thighs, and even stronger thrills radiated out from her crotch when his tongue stroked her there. The sensations were even better when his ministrations started up one outer lip, and she was glad the young man knew how to please a woman. She was also glad she had shaved her pussy the previous day, because Lincoln’s tongue on her sensitive bare skin sent thrills through her body and she started squirming under his face. As the student’s obviously experienced mouth traveled slowly up to her mons, thrills of pleasure shot through Selma’s body from everywhere his tongue caressed her. When she looked down her body and saw his face, with her juices smeared on his lips and chin, she encouraged him to keep doing what he had started.

“That’s wonderful, Lincoln. I know you’re going to make me cum if you keep that up.”

He grinned back at her and kept it up. Like most men, one of his greatest sexual pleasures was having his partner enjoy a great orgasm, and that was what he wanted to do for her that afternoon. After bringing his mouth back down to where he had started, the young man feasted on the wealth of fresh juices and started treating the other lip the same. Very slowly, his tongue meandered up the smooth skin of the horny English teacher’s pussy, loving the soft texture, until Lincoln’s lips once more reached her soft mons. He kissed her there again, and his mouth returned to its starting point with no need for any directions.

After savoring all the fresh nectar again, Lincoln’s tongue started caressing the small, very sensitive area between the origins of an inner and an outer lip, and continued upward to the point where they are close together. He slightly tilted his head and squeezed his tongue into the seam between the labia so he could lick them both at the same time. The soft, spongy texture of the inner lip felt exceptionally good, and the strokes of his tongue there must have felt the same way to Miss Fox, because her movements under his face went from squirming to writhing, and her pussy started fucking up against his mouth.

The blow job she had given him earlier was easily the best he had ever gotten, and the pussy he was eating was the wettest and tastiest and most appealing. Lincoln was extremely glad to be the one chosen by the hot English teacher to stay after school and sexually please her. He pressed his face snugly against her pussy and licked the rest of the way up to the end of the inner lip, where it forms one half of her clit hood. When he raised his face to survey his partner’s body, the scene that met his gaze was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.

Her eyes were closed in bliss, and her mouth was partly open in a grimace of pleasure, while her head tossed back and forth on the makeshift pillow. The teacher’s sexy, naked body was rocking from side to side on her ass, as well as writhing ecstatically on the top of the desk. Her big breasts, so much lovelier when naked and unrestrained by her clothing, swayed with her movements. Lincoln had never seen a girl or woman respond so wantonly and with so much lustful joy to his sexual attentions, and it gave him a strong feeling of pride to think that he was giving this hot and experienced woman such a great time.

He felt even better after looking down and seeing her swollen clit. When he started eating her pussy, it had been peeking out from under its protective hood, but the little darling had become so engorged with lust it had pushed its way completely out from that protection. It was one of the most enticing things Lincoln had ever seen, resembling a lustrous, pink pearl, and he knew he would have it in his mouth in a few minutes, and would bring his partner to a great climax by sucking and licking it.

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My mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of Amanda. She was playing on my mind all day. Her scent, her moans, her cum, her everything. It consumed my life—the desire that is. It had been a week since our last interaction and she still hasn’t called. I was trying to study at the library, but I kept thinking about Amanda. I scooted in so I was concealed by the table and let my hands slip down the front of my jeans and into my underwear. I began to touch myself and I let out a sigh of content. After no more than 30 seconds of my fingers gliding over my slit, my phone rang. I groaned and took my fingers out of my pants. “Hello?” I answered without looking at the caller I.D.

“Scarlett,” A familiar voice greeted me.

“Amanda?” I responded. “Is that you?”

“Yes, it is.” She said. “I need to see you.”

I rolled my eyes. She only called for one thing. “Why? You want to fuck me? Am I disposable to you?”

“Of course not, I want to have dinner. Then I want to fuck you.” I could hear the smirk over the phone.

“I’ll be right there. Text me the address.” We hung up and I practically ran from the library. I got back to my dorm and changed into a black sleeveless babydoll dress with scalloped lace trims on the edges and a lace racerback. I put on a pair of black heels and left my room. I took a ride-share to the address that Amanda sent me. I pulled up in front of a large french provincial home not far from campus. I got out of the car and admired the house for a moment.

“You coming in?” Amanda was standing in the open door frame. She was wearing a midnight blue slip dress that ended mid-calf with laced up heels of the same color. The dress hugged her curves in all the right places. I smiled as I walked up the walkway. I stepped through the door and Amanda closed it behind me. I put my arm around her neck and pulled her close. Our lips pressed together in a slow passionate kiss.

I pulled away before things got too heated and gave her a smile. “I have an idea.”

“Mmm?” She kissed down my jaw and neck.

“How about we fuck, eat dinner, and then fuck again?” I proposed. She paused and looked at me.

“Sounds like the perfect evening.” Amanda smiled before kissing me on the mouth briefly. “Follow me.”

I took her hand as she led me through her house. I didn’t pay any attention to the decor inside as I was preoccupied with Amanda’s backside. My eyes roamed her back and ass many times before we reached her bedroom. I took a minute to look at the room before refocusing on Amanda. She was sitting on her bed and smiling. I kicked off my heels and walked over to her. I leaned down and kissed her, letting my hand glide up her leg and I captured the material of her dress in my hand. I pulled it up to allow my hand under it. My fingertips lightly ran up and down her legs. I pushed the dress up until it was around her waist. “Take it all off for me,” I commanded her.

“Are you in charge this time?” She raised an eyebrow at me and obeyed. She lifted the dress over her head revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra. She took off her tiny pair of white panties and disposed of them next to her dress on the floor. Amanda was an absolute vision as she laid back onto her bed.

“If you don’t mind relinquishing control.” I kneeled in the space between her legs and kissed her sternum. I pushed her chest to make her lie down. I nudged her thighs apart and drank in her scent as I sat on my heels. Oh, how I’ve missed this. I didn’t waste time and buried my face between her legs. I parted her puffy lips with my thumbs before wrapping my lips around her clit and sucked. Immediately Amanda cried out my name. My lips released it and my tongue swirled over her clit. I flicked at it before leaving it alone to devour her slit. Amanda’s hands burrowed in my hair and her nails massaged my scalp as I worked her pussy. My tongue parted her slit and dived deeper into her tight channel. One hand reached up and rubbed her clit at a slow torturous pace.

“Oh my god Scarlett,” Amanda moans increased in volume as my licks increased in speed. I kept the clit rubbing at a slow pace to juxtapose the speed of my licks. I looked up at her and the look on her eyes made me proud. Her eyelids were half-closed and her lips were parted. She bucked her hips suddenly and pressed her pussy against my face. My other hand left her thigh and I pushed the tip of my middle finger into her tight hole. Amanda accepted my finger quite easily and the rest of my finger slid in. I worked on forcing my ring finger into her and retracted my tongue from her pussy. I kept rubbing her clit as my fingers pushed further. Once they were all the way in, I didn’t do anything. I just let my fingers stay nestled inside her. “Please Scarlett, don’t make me beg.”

I smiled at her and moved up on my knees. “I don’t know what you want from me, Amanda. Do you want me to stop?”

“No! Please don’t stop!” Her eyes shot open and looked at me frantically.

“Oh, I’m not sure. Do you want me to go slow?” I started a painstakingly slow pace and pumped in and out as slow as possible.

“Scarlett,” She paused before giving güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri me the answer I wanted. “I want you to finger me till I come.”

I chuckled and leaned up to whisper in her ear. “Your wish is my command.” I began my rhythm immediately and pistoned in and out as quickly as possible. Amanda’s moans increased in volume. My other hand continued to play with her clit. Her walls clamped down on my fingers but that didn’t stop me either. I forced my fingers farther inside her and I was rewarded with finding her g-spot. I wasted no time and stroked it with the pads of my fingers. By this time, Amanda was writhing on the bed. I felt her spasming and I knew she was close.

“That’s it, come for me.” I didn’t slow my pace and she came. Her legs began to shake as she gushed on my fingers. Her moans decrescendoed and turned into mewls. I finally slowed my pace and slipped my fingers out. Amanda was laying spread eagle on her bed exhausted. I climbed on the bed and laid down next to her. She turned over onto her side and kissed me. I reached up and cupped the back of her neck to pull her closer. Her hand traveled down my stomach and flipped my dress up so it rested on my stomach. Her hand continued down and slipped inside my panties and began to massage my clit. It wasn’t going to take much time for me to come because I was extremely horny from watching Amanda. I moaned in her mouth and lifted my hips to get more friction. Within moments I came in my panties and I had to pull away from our kiss. Our foreheads leaned against one another as we both regained our breath. “That was amazing.”

Amanda laid back down and I did the same. “No one has ever made me come that hard.” She remarked. I turned my head and looked at the side of her face.

“Really?” I smiled. “That must make me the best sex you’ve ever had.”

She laughed and nodded. “You’re the best sex I’ve ever had Scarlett.”

“You’re the best sex I’ve ever had.” I kissed her cheek. She sat up and got off the bed. I watched her slip her dress back on and looked at me. I got up and put my heels back on. She grabbed my hand when I finished. “Come on. Let’s eat.”

“I just did.” I gave her a grin.

She rolled her eyes and laughed. “I meant real food, Scarlett.”

“That’s fine by me.” I let her lead me back downstairs to her kitchen. When we walked in, she picked up a remote and the lights dimmed. There were unlit candles on the table and two place settings, one at the head of the table and the other one to the right of it. There was a white rose sitting in the middle of the plate on the right. I picked it up and breathed in. “Is this for me?”

“Yes, it is. I thought you would appreciate the symbolism.” She smiled at me as she set down two plates of rice and orange chicken.

“What innocence?” I laughed. “I think we’re past that.”

“New beginnings,” Amanda sat down. “I know that isn’t the true meaning but I thought it could be our meaning.”

I awed and kissed her. We pulled away after a couple seconds. “That’s sweet, I like that.”

“I like you,” Amanda said suddenly and I blushed.

“How about we eat?” I looked at the food and picked up my fork. “This looks amazing. Where’d you learn how to cook?”

“Thank you. An old friend taught me.” She said rather secretively.

“Who’s the old friend?” I pressed. I’m super nosy.

“Just somebody I used to know,” Amanda said.

“But who? Come on it’s not like I’ll know them.” I prodded her with my finger.

She cleared her throat. “My uh ex-wife. She’s half Chinese and when we got married, she taught me how to cook so I could be a functional human being.”

I felt like such an idiot. I practically forced her to bring up her ex. An ex I didn’t even know about but how would I have known that? I’m too busy sticking my tongue down her throat to learn more about her. “I’m such an ass. I’m so sorry.”

“You didn’t know. We don’t do much talking.” I blushed again. It’s like she knows what I’m thinking. “So tell me, what’s your major? I don’t remember.”

“I’m an economics major. I want to work on Wall Street like any other econ major.” I laughed.

“CFO?” Amanda smiled and I nodded.

“I know I’m basic, but I have the motivation,” I said.

“I know, you wore me down.” She smiled and I stood up.

“That’s it! I’m leaving.” I said jokingly and moved towards the door.

Amanda grabbed my wrist and twisted me around. She tugged on me and I fell into her lap. Her lips immediately found my collarbone and began to kiss it. My eyes fluttered shut and I tilted my head to the side to allow her access to my neck. “Don’t go.” She said softly and kissed up my neck.

“I thought you wanted to get to know me?” I moaned.

“Maybe in a little bit.” She joked and I moved to straddle one of her thighs. “Oh, this is new.”

“I figured we should try it out.” I shrugged and kissed her on the lips. My arms draped over her shoulders to stabilize myself so I could rock back and forth. It was growing increasingly difficult to control myself as I rubbed against her leg. The güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri feeling of the soft silk of her dress against my thin lace panties, pressed flush against my swollen clit was driving me insane. Amanda could see how riled up I was getting, my face flushed, head tilted back, thighs begging to be touched. I felt her flex her thigh muscles and I cried out. A new ridge took form under my pussy and I gained a new sensation, tugging me closer to the edge. I was so lost in my ecstasy that I didn’t notice her hands creep up to my hips.

“You like that?” Amanda whispered and I nodded. “Yeah? You like rubbing your pussy on my leg?” I nodded again.

“You’re going to make me come,” I whined. Amanda’s hands trailed down to my ass and gripped it. She started quickening my pace, pushing me closer to my orgasm. My head dropped and I pressed my forehead against hers. Our breaths mixed between us before I kissed her again.

I was moments away from coming and right when I was about to go over the edge, Amanda slid her hand between us, found my panties, slipped her hands in them, and pressed her fingers against my clit. “Fuck!” I held on for dear life as I came, riding out my orgasm on her hand. I whimpered as I collapsed into her.

“You’re beautiful.” She lifted her palm and licked her fingers. “You’re also delicious.”

I laughed. “We were supposed to fuck, eat, and then fuck, not fuck, fuck, and fuck again.”

“I like it better when you’re not talking.” She smirked. For some reason, her words put me off.

“Wait are you serious?” I leaned back and looked into her eyes.

“You’re hotter when you’re moaning not talking.” She shrugged. I stood up and smoothed down my dress. “Come on Scarlett, you like me when I’m not talking right? This thing between is only about sex isn’t it?”

I scoffed and turned around. “I need to get going. I have a stats test tomorrow.” I said and walked out of the kitchen. I found the purse I dropped on my way into her house and picked it up.

“Scarlett wait! I was only telling the truth.” She chased after me.

I whirled around to speak to her. “The sad part is I thought this thing between us was real. But I should be studying so I can graduate, not fucking my microeconomics professor who doesn’t give a shit about me. See you in class, professor.” I laughed bitterly and opened the door. I walked out without another word. I didn’t bother to call a ride-share, I needed time to think. Her words made me realize what I was to her. I was expendable. I was just someone for her to sleep with, not someone she wanted to know. My phone began to ring and the caller I.D. read Amanda. I sent it to voicemail and continued to walk. I arrived at campus within minutes and I hurried back to my dorm in the covers of the night. I peeked at the time and it was only 10 PM. Ample amount of time to study for the nonexistent stats test I had tomorrow.

I sighed and swiped my student I.D. so I could get in. The door buzzed and I walked inside. I took the elevator up to the third floor where I resided. When I got to my room, I discovered that once again, Lena was not home. I sighed and dropped my bag next to my bed. I fell back onto my bed and stared at the ceiling. “Do I have ‘screw me and leave me’ written on my forehead?” I wondered out loud.

My phone rang again and Amanda’s name popped up on my phone. I groaned and sat up. I slid the answer button across my screen and put the phone against my ear. “Hello?”

“Scar? Listen, whatever I said that upset you I didn’t mean it. Please let me make it up to you?” Amanda pleaded with me.

“You only want me to come back to get your pussy wet. As I said, I need to pass my stats class and focus on my future, not your pussy.” I crossed my arms.

“So you do think about me? I’m happy to hear that.” I could hear the smirk in her voice.

I laughed haughtily. “Fuck you, Professor Grant.” I hung up the phone and there was a knock on the door. I sighed and got up. I opened the door and lo and behold Amanda Grant stood in front of me. “Are you kidding me? Get in here before someone sees you.”

I yanked on her arm and pulled her inside my room. “I’m sorry I just had to see you.” She had changed from her earlier outfit. Now she was wearing a tight tank top and an even tighter pair of leggings. My eyes noticed how amazing her legs and ass looked in those leggings but I was supposed to be mad at her.

“How did you even get in here?” I crossed my arms and glared at her.

She stepped closer to me and smiled. “I can be persuasive.” I took another step back and she sighed. “Scarlet can you please tell me what I did wrong?”

“I can’t believe you don’t already know. This just goes to show how much of an ass you are.” I shook my head. “You treat me like I’m something you can use and toss aside. I have much more worth than that. I’m not going to subject myself to your mistreatment anymore.” I said proudly.

“Oh, Scarlett that’s not true. You’re not something I want to use and throw away. I like you. I just said those things because I thought that’s what you wanted.” güvenilir bahis şirketleri Amanda stepped closer to me until we were inches apart. “Let me make it up to you.” Her head dropped to my shoulder and placed a soft kiss to it before moving along my shoulder and up my neck. Her tongue nipped at my earlobe and I moaned.

“Amanda,” I whispered. My inhibitions were fading and I was giving in. Again. Amanda moved from my ear and finally kissed me on my lips. I let out a little hum of surprise but I quickly recovered. My hands slid to her waist and I pulled her closer to me. “Let’s move to the bed,”

Amanda nodded and led me there. We sat down in the middle of my bed and resumed our make out. My arms wrapped around her waist to keep her close to me. Amanda pushed my straps off my shoulders and the bust of my dress bunched around my waist, leaving my breasts out in the open. My hands found their way to the hem of her tank top and pulled it over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra either and I took the opportunity to massage her chest. Amanda let out a moan into my mouth and I smirked. I rolled her nipples between my fingers and kissed her neck. Her hands grabbed my ass, causing me to rise to my knees. This only gave me the ability to push her down on my bed.

“Feisty aren’t you?” Amanda smirked when I hovered above her.

I lifted my dress up and over my head and threw it on the ground. “Absolutely.” I crawled down her legs and pulled her leggings off her body. Her panties came down as well and I didn’t mind. Killed two birds with one stone. Once her leggings were off, her puffy pink pussy was on full display. I licked my lips at the sight. “Holy shit.” I sighed.

“Is something wrong?” She sat up and looked at me worriedly. “Do you want to stop?”

“Nothing is wrong. Absolutely nothing. I don’t ever want to stop.” I smiled before leaning over her body and kissing her. Her arms wrapped around my neck pulling me into her. My hands rested next to her head and sat on her hips. The only thing between our pussies was my pesky underwear. Amanda began to rock her hips up to meet mine and I stopped her. “Wait let me take my underwear off.”

I rolled off of her and slid my panties down my legs, kicking them off when they reached my ankles. I rolled back on top of her and lowered my pussy to meet hers. We both groaned as our hot centers touched. Amanda began to rock again and the only sounds in the room were wet pussy on wet pussy and our moans. My brain was firing at high speed and I was getting close really fast. My breathing got shallower and my hips rocked faster. I leaned down and captured Amanda’s lips in a kiss once more.

“Scarlett I’m going to come.” She whines against my lips.

“Me too baby,” I whispered in her ear and she moaned. Our clits squished together and I shuddered. My stomach muscles tightened as my orgasm neared. I looked down at Amanda and smiled. She was beautiful. Her blonde hair splayed across my pillow with a few strands across her face as her crystal blue eyes bore into mine. My eyes trailed to her breasts and I reached down and gripped them in my hands. I squeezed them and Amanda’s eyes fluttered closed.

“Please don’t stop.” She whispered.

“Open your eyes. I want to see your pretty face when you come.” I commanded. Amanda’s eyes opened and I could see the orgasm building in her face. Her mouth opened in a little ‘o’ and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She began to come and watching her convulse below me made me go over the edge. Our juices exploded against one another’s and I took the opportunity to go faster. The wet slapping of flesh filled the room as we both came violently. I leaned over and kissed Amanda as we rode out our second orgasms. As we both came down from our highs, my rhythm slowed. Our cum was still warm between us and I rocked back and forth slowly. Amanda moaned quietly and spasmed every time our clits touched.

I lifted my lips from hers and changed positions. I moved to put one leg on each side of her right leg so our pussies still touched and our thighs were interlocked. I arched my back for more contact and I was in heaven. I rolled my hips and the pleasure began to build up again. Amanda started moaning again and I could tell she was happy. I used her leg as leverage and picked up the pace. In no time, the room was filled with the noises of our pleasure. I looked at Amanda and she was looking at me. Staring into her eyes scared me for a moment. I felt like I was in the process of making a huge mistake. I broke eye contact and tossed my head back. I shoved the thought into the back of my head and focused on bringing Amanda and myself to our third orgasms.

My speed made this task very easy and we came within moments of each other. I let out a scream as I felt my brain go into overload. I continued to rock my hips but my movement became wild. I felt Amanda cum against my folds and it egged me to finish. I came hard and I gave sharp thrusts to finish myself off. When I finally caught my breath again, I rolled off of Amanda. Almost immediately, she slid between my legs and licked me clean. I sighed happily at her gentle laps at my pussy. When she finished cleaning me up, she leaned up and kissed me. I moaned at my taste on her tongue. I reached between us and slipped my finger inside of her. I pumped my fingers twice before retracting. We broke apart and I put my fingers in my mouth.

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I knew he was in pain in the moment he limped into the door.

“What in the world happened?”

“I got a Charlie Horse on the very the last play of the game. It was all I could do to limp off the field. It’s a little better now, but it still hurts like hell.”

“It serves you right. You work in an office all week without any exercise and then on the weekend you want to play football with all your old college cronies. I’ll tell you what, go take a nice warm shower and I’ll try to massage the kinks out for you before dinner.”

He hobbled off towards the bedroom and I went into the kitchen to put dinner on the back burner. By the time I had gathered the massage oils and went into the bedroom, he was coming out of the shower, hair disheveled with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Okay, lay face down and let me take care of you. Raise up and get rid of the towel.”

The towel was removed and I couldn’t help but marvel at the sleekness güvenilir bahis of his firm buttocks, the trimness of his waist and the strength of his legs. Although he was a little out of shape, he had been an athlete in college and his physique still showed his body to best advantage. I began by pouring the oil on my hands to warm it. Gently, I applied it to the calf of his injured left leg. With the palms of my hand on either side and my thumbs overlapped in the middle I began a slow cautious stroke from his knee upward towards his buttocks.

At the very apex of the stroke, he opened his legs a little. I now had complete access to him and my fingers brushed against his testicles as I moved further up and massaged his buns. I could feel his hard muscles rippling and then relaxing under the soft skin. I continued this same pattern for quite a few moments, up the back of his leg from his knee to his waist, slowing and giving careful attention türkçe bahis to his balls. Occasionally, I let my finger touch his anus.

It was having the desired effect because he had to raise up a little and make an adjustment to his rapidly swelling penis. When I was sure that I had his complete attention, I told him to turn over and let me “take care’ of the front section.

He looked a little sheepish when he turned over and his big, beautiful cock leaped into view, standing straight up.

“Sorry about that, but I couldn’t help it.”

Before I answered him, I took his testicles in my right hand and his penis in my left. I massaged both for a moment before I said, “Nonsense, I am flattered. Maybe this will help you to forget your pain.”

When I put my mouth around it, he gasped a little and then gave himself to me. Despite his hurt, the pre-cum on the end was just as sweet as it always was. My tongue began to trace little patterns güvenilir bahis siteleri around the familiar ridge of the head and stroke the soft under side of his splendid instrument. Then, I began a slow up and down motion that I knew was his favorite. He couldn’t handle my slowness and soon began to speed things up. Within moments he was thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth and moaning softly. Faster and faster he went until he suddenly stiffened, gave a loud sigh of pleasure and filled my mouth with his delicious cum. I didn’t waste any of it and was able to coax a few extra drops out of him by sucking and rolling my tongue around it.

In response to his moans, I finally stopped and raised my head. I looked down into his face and smiled. “How is your Charlie-horse?”

“OH, God, I completely forgot about it. After dinner I want to reciprocate, and make you feel as good as I do now. OK?”

‘Sure, you know I love it.”

“Mom, you’re the greatest!”

Copyright © 06-19-2001 by Dinghy5(Jo). All rights reserved. This work, in part, or whole, is not to be distributed, reproduced, transmitted or posted, in any manner, without the express written permission of the author.

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Felicia always seemed to be a sweet girl and was always very innocent. She was extremely beautiful and had a perfect body. DD breasts and a large bubble butt that gave any man a raging one just to see her walk. She had an hourglass shape with brunette hair and blue eyes to get lost in. She would always show her body off wearing tight clothes to and from the gym she works at. She was supper model height for a lady and was absolutely jaw dropping all the way around. What people didn’t realize was her wildly horny side.

Yes, Felicia was always horny and she never knew why. She never bothered to question it. Her boyfriend had just broke up with her after two years of pleasuring her and she didn’t know what to do without him. She would have to find a alternate release. She would masturbate but it never seemed to do the trick. She would soon learn her problems would be over soon.

To get to her gym she had to cross a college campus. This campus was the Shawnee campus. She always got turned on by seeing some of the sexy men who went there and even the ones who would work out in her gym.

It was any other normal day except Felicia wasn’t here to work out today. She planned to just fill out some papers and take some checks to deposit. Today she wore short jean shorts that showed off the very bottom of her ass and a pink thong and sports bra. She walked across campus as she got looks from just another every guy there. She loved the attention and even gave a couple of winks on her way to the gym. She unlocked the door and went inside to her office. It was closed on Sundays so no one would be there. She went into her office and sat down.

“God I really don’t want to do this” she said to herself as she booted up her computer. She güvenilir bahis hated doing this and keeps meaning to remind herself to hire someone to do it for her. Again she would likely forget. She went away filing papers and entering new members into the computer. Finally she would take the checks to the bank and return to finish up.

“What could I do to make this interesting” she thought and had a light bulb go off. She pulled her jeans down and moved her thong to the side. She opened and door and pulled out a butt plug. She lubed it up and slowly in and out got it to go farther and farther in. She moaned the whole time and finally it went in the full way.

“Ahhhh, that never gets to be an old feeling” she would wear it to the bank and back while walking the whole way. She pulled her shorts back up and walked out. She hoped someone might notice as the thought of their reaction turned her on. Well, more on than before. She walked the full half mile there not trying to hold her walk steady making it pretty obvious. She’d never done this before and kind of liked it. She then returned to the gym and found the front door wide open.

“Shit how did I forget to lock?” She asked herself. Then she realized her shenanigans made her lose focus. She walked in slowly after shutting the door behind her. It didn’t seem anyone was there and she walked to her office where she took her plug out and put it back. She finished up and left her office.

“Hello Licia,” someone said in the dark. She was startled and couldn’t see a thing. She knew only one person called her that and his name was Mark. She struggled to find the switch and turned it on to find ten guys all in the newly lit room. She fell backwards in astonishment.

“What türkçe bahis the fuck are you guys doing? You know the gym is closed on Sundays,” she yelled in frustration and approached Mark.

“Sorry, we just thought we’d surprise you, ya know, be spontaneous,” he said as she got right in front if him.

“Well don’t do it again, you almost killed me,” she said, “What do you want anyways?”

“Ahhhh that’s the surprise,” and quickly two guy grabbed her arms and tied them above her head to a rope on the ceiling.

“Fuck Mark! What are you doing?” She yelled.

“Well we know how horny you get and thought we’d show you a good time besides we all graduate in a few months so we thought we would give you a parting gift.

“What are you going to do to me!?” She asked already knowing the answer.

“Shhhhh enough questions,” said another guy named Alex who pulled down her jean shorts. They were thought to get off with the extra size she has. They all pulled their shorts off leaving some naked and others with just their underarmor.

“Please don’t!” She yelled. Some thing was telling her not to do this as they removed her thong and exposing her most private areas. Her tan line appeared all around as Alex slapped her butt a few times.

“Mark will you do the honors?” He asked. Mark didn’t hesitate to step up to the plate as he was in black sleeveless underarmor. He rubbed her pussy as she became hot.

“Damn, you’re moist already!” He shouted as the others laughed. Mark was definitely the biggest she’d ever seen. He grabbed the back of her legs and pulled them around her as her arms kept her upper body in check. Mark played a little bit and rubbed his 10″ cock around her pussy lips. He plunged in as she let out güvenilir bahis siteleri a loud moan.

“Oh my god! You’re- you’re huge!” She cried out as Mark pumped in and out.. She couldn’t believe what was happening. Her body was all in but her mind told her not to like it. His cock was so big and fat it spread her pussy wider with each pump. He then reached around and shoved three of his fingers inside of her asshole. He stopped and made her lick them clean before continuing. Alex came up behind her started to play with her asshole. He then removed her sports bra revealing her large breasts to everyone. He slapped them a few times and spit on her asshole. He put the tip of his cock onto her asshole and slowed plunged his way in.

“Hey guys, she prepared her asshole for us! What a good slut!” He said and slapped on of her titties. Mark leaned over and started to suck on them.

“Oh my god! Guys! Please! Stop!” She yelled at her double penetrators. She’d never done this before. Her body was slowly melting not it. Her juices pushed past Mark’s fat cock and drip onto the floor.

Alex and Mark found a rhythm and went in and out at the same time. She could barely hang on. She couldn’t as her tits were slapping together with each upward movement.

“Oh my god!” She cried out. Mark pulled out as her juices soaked the floor. Alex kept going which only made the orgasm more powerful and last longer, “Ah! Don’t stop! It feels so good! Fuck my ass! Fuck it harder!” Alex was pumping so hard his balls were slapping into her wet pussy. Alex almost came and didn’t want to shoot his load right away so he pulled out quickly. He let her down as she could barely stand up. They cut her lose a spend she fell to the floor in her post orgasmic rush.

“I want all of you to have a turn with me,” she said in between breaths. She got smirk on her face as she realized she was about to be gang-banged by all of these men. She licked her lips in lust as they all approached her.

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FRIDAY, DECEMBER 19, 2014 – Delia Emy Nívea Ybarra clocked out from her job at 5:05 PM on her 44th birthday. She was about to go hang out at a lesbian bar in her current city of residence, Omaha, Nebraska, but her heart wasn’t fully in it. She was long burned out on driving a fork lift at a loud and dirty factory, where she’d worked for the last 17 years. She stayed for the benefits and security, and planned to retire at the age of 50, but dreaded going through the next six years until then. And even more than that, she dreaded the thought of being alone for the rest of her life.

Six months earlier, she had lost the woman of her dreams, and Delia knew that she had no one but herself to blame, having cheated on her girlfriend, Karen, many times. That break up also cost Delia her virtual step-son, Jonathan, and his girlfriend, Sarah, both of whom Delia loved as her own. Since losing Karen, Delia had frequented lesbian bars, placed ads on every singles site she could find, especially those that specifically aimed at lesbians, but found no one with whom she connected strongly.

Delia was born in Brownsville, Texas. Her mother, Maria, who worked for a Mexican drug cartel, sneaked across the border when she was nine months pregnant and gave birth to Delia in Brownsville, so that she would be an American citizen. Maria hoped to quit the cartel when she had enough money saved up, and give her only child a good life in America, despite Delia’s father being absent. But it didn’t happen.

As Maria’s meth addiction grew, she became more and more neglectful as a mother, until Delia ran away at age 12, never to return. She spent the next two years living with friends while continuing to attend school. At the age of 14, shortly before running away, Delia realized that she was a lesbian and began looking for a girlfriend. She took a bus to Houston and hung around outside a lesbian bar, talking to women who walked in and out. She had recently grown to her full adult height of 5’8″ and was 140 lbs. with long black hair, and a tall face with unusually pointed cheekbones. Though her appearance was largely feminine, she had slight masculine mannerisms, and her smile looked naturally mischievous.

After a few hours, she attracted a 35 year old feminine woman named Deborah, a bisexual who after two divorces was just starting to become comfortable exploring her desires for women. Falsely claiming to be 18, Delia went home with Deborah that night, having sex for the first time, and never returning to Brownsville. Deborah quickly fell in love with Delia and they lived together for the next 12 years, though they kept their relationship discreet. Deborah was an accountant and told her two children – one from each marriage; Shannon, 16, and Nathan, 10 – that Delia was the new live in maid. And in their presence, Delia pretended to speak little English, though she was actually fluent in both English and Spanish.

Delia never returned to school after her first night with Deborah. Shortly after turning 18, Delia got her GED and began driving a forklift at a factory. She opened up about her real age just a few weeks after moving in, and Deborah accepted it. Though Deborah was deeply in love with Delia, those feelings were not mutual. Delia thought Deborah was an okay woman and a good lover, but was never in love with her. Delia stayed for the financial security and because it gave her regular access to sex and also to weed, which Delia had been smoking almost daily since the age of 10, though she avoided all other drugs, including alcohol, having seen what they did to her mother. Delia and Deborah smoked weed and had sex almost every day during their relationship.

But upon getting her driver’s license at 16, Delia began cheating regularly, and was never caught. And in 1997, when getting on the internet for the first time, Delia’s options became much greater. She immediately delved into the online lesbian community, and quickly built an intense romance with a woman named Karen in Omaha. Delia was then 26 and Karen 36. Karen had always been bisexual, but too afraid to pursue her girl-girl desires. But her husband having just left her for a 21-year old bimbo, and struggling to raise a 10-year old son, Jonathan, Karen was now ready to try girls.

After chatting heavily for two months, first online and then on phone, Delia drove up to Omaha to see what kind of connection they had. It was amazing; unlike anything she’d ever experienced. She drove home after two weeks, packed her items, unceremoniously told a shocked and saddened Deborah their relationship was over, and drove back to Omaha two days later. There she played husband to Karen and father to Jonathan, though Karen being in the closet, it was another discreet relationship. The secrecy with Deborah didn’t bother Delia, as that was merely a relationship of convenience, but in sharp contrast, she wanted to tell the whole world that she was in love with Karen and loved Jonathan as a son. Hiding her domestic situation was hard for güvenilir bahis Delia, but she was overjoyed to have found the woman of her dreams, and be part of a happy family for the first time.

Delia quickly got a forklift job, the one she still has, and supported Karen and Jonathan. Karen never had a job the entire relationship and played the role of a housewife. Delia and Karen also smoked weed and had sex almost every day, while Delia and Jonathan spent a lot of one on one time together also, especially father-son type activities. Jonathan always addressed her as “Mama Delia,” which she loved.

She was a tough disciplinarian who, feeling that he had been spoiled by his mother, spanked him hard and often – with a leather strap while he was nude. But she was also a loving mom, and the two had a very close relationship. In fact, after a couple of years, Delia began suspecting that Jonathan misbehaved on purpose because he enjoyed the spankings, especially as he never tried to talk his way out of them, and he often had a hard on when she gave them. She continued the spankings until he moved out of the house and got an apartment with his girlfriend – a dominant a semi-masculine bisexual named Sarah – when he was 23. Delia and Sarah also built a very close relationship, and Delia looked forward to being a grandmother to any children who Jonathan and Sarah had.

Delia also introduced Jonathan to weed shortly after moving in, and the three of them often smoked it together.

But Delia’s love for her new family didn’t take away her desire for other women. During her relationship with Deborah, Delia thought she would be faithful if she had a girlfriend who she loved. But she was wrong.

Delia cheated on Karen, early and often. And by the time Delia was in her early 30s, her desires switched primarily to younger women and especially those who were bisexual and feminine, but had never been with a woman before. At lesbian bars, lesbian parties, and online, Delia became a pro at seducing such women, making them worship her, and making them never want to be with a man again. She also got many of them to smoke weed for the first time. And in particular, Delia became fixated on black women.

Shortly after Delia moved in, Karen got “Delia” tattooed cursively immediately above her outer right ankle – still the only tattoo that she has. Over the years, while having no tattoos herself, Delia successfully got 17 other women to get an identical tattoo in the same place, which gave her a tremendous feeling of power. And unlike Deborah, Karen found out about some of the cheating, as she was able to trace a lot of Delia’s discreet activities on their desktop computer and on Delia’s phone.

Karen, who was very meek and submissive, and who was faithful throughout the relationship, was always devastated by the cheating, and finally broke up with Delia that Summer. Delia had been deeply depressed ever since, and feared that she would never be able to control herself enough to be faithful. Now she simply planned to work until her retirement at 50, then relocate back to southern Texas and/or Mexico.

On this night, after work, she went home and showered, then dressed in a black leather jacket, a black sweatshirt with a large marijuana leaf accompanied by the message “Smoke weed,” black jeans, and black steel toe boots. She often wore steel toe boots to socialize, because she thought it furthered the dominant image she was going for, as did her increased weight. At this time, she was a muscular 175 lbs. And she always wore her thin and silky jet black hair down when she socialized. It went to the middle of her back, and she felt stifled having to wear it up at work.

She went to a low level lesbian bar in a fairly poor section of town. She sat down at a table near the back corner and looked around for prospects, but few other women were there yet. After about 10 minutes, a beautiful Native American woman, about the same age, walked in. She was a first timer; Delia could tell just by her mannerisms. She walked in slowly and awkwardly, with her head down. Furthermore, Native American had long been the only race that Delia had never been with. And while Delia was primarily interested in younger women, she also enjoyed giving older women their first lesbian experience.

This beginner was 5’4″ and 180 lbs. with silky jet black hair that had mild curls and went all the way down to her waist. She was wearing an unbuttoned denim jacket with a plain white T shirt, blue jeans, and yellow flip flops, which Delia was very pleasantly surprised to see, as it was only 25 degrees outside, and Delia had a foot fetish and especially a sole fetish. This woman was smoking a tobacco cigarette, which Delia disliked, but that was much more than offset by all the woman’s qualities that Delia loved.

Like the extremely experienced predator that she’d been for over decade, Delia approached this woman like a pro – very smoothly and charmingly.

The woman was only about 10 feet türkçe bahis in the door when she heard a comforting and assuring voice from Delia – “Hi!” Though Delia’s voice was mildly masculine, she knew how to make it sound very inviting and unintimidating.

The woman looked up, grinning and blushing. “Hi!” she responded, seemingly amazed that she was actually going through with this, and then looked down again.

“First time?!” Delia asked.

“Yeah!” the woman responded.

“It’s okay, we all go through it!”

“Yeah!”

“I’m Delia!”

“Gina!”

“Would you like to sit down and join me?!”

“I’d love to!”

Delia then took Gina by the hand and walked her over to the table. Delia felt a vein in Gina’s hand, and her pulse was very rapid. As they were walking to Delia’s table, Delia commented “Flip flops, when it’s 25 fucking degrees outside?!”

“Yeah,” Gina said, “I only live a block away and I was too fucking lazy to put my socks and shoes on, so I just said ‘What the fuck!'”

“So do you like being barefooted?”

“Oh yeah, I am most of the time!”

Delia was glad to hear that answer, and at that time, she and Gina arrived at the table and sat across from each other. Delia then reached under the table, removed Gina’s flip flops, set her feet on Delia’s lap, and thoroughly massaged them.

Gina’s face lit up in amazement and almost ecstasy.

“You like that?!” Delia asked.

“Oh fuck, yes!” Gina said with great enthusiasm, as she lit another cigarette. Her gravelly voice suggested that she’d been a heavy smoker for a few decades, which turned off Delia, but she was still very interested in moving in on her prey.

“You look like you’ve never had a foot massage before!” Delia said.

“I haven’t!” Gina said. “I never had any idea it would feel so amazing! It’s awesome as fuck!” Though she showed no reaction to that comment, Delia wickedly grinned inside. She had given dozens of women their first foot massage, all of them went crazy over it, and she ended up having sex with every one of them.

Delia initiated small talk, and after a few minutes, Gina seemed fairly comfortable, extremely turned on from the foot massage, and started giving longer answers. She gradually revealed that she was 43, originally from the Yankton Sioux reservation in South Dakota, had worked the last eight years as a janitor, had never been married, and had a 24 year old daughter.

“So, are you bisexual?” Delia asked.

“Yeah!” Gina said.

“Have you always been?”

“Yeah, ever since I was 12.”

“So why haven’t you been with a woman before?”

“Afraid.”

“So why now?”

“I guess it’s a combination of things. I’ve never had a good relationship with a guy, I’m going crazy to try a girl, and I think a girl could understand my emotional needs a lot better.”

“Trust me; we girls understand all of each other’s needs a lot better!”

“You’re probably right! And the guys I was with were so fucking selfish. I went down on them all the time, but they never went down on me.” Delia grinned on that, hoping to be the person to give Gina oral sex for the first time.

Then, after pausing for a few seconds, she added “Plus, I already have a child, so I don’t need a guy for that anymore. At this point in my life, I just want to be happy.”

“Me too.” Delia then tried to lighten up the conversation. “So would getting one of these foot massages every day make you happy?!”

“Yeah, a foot massage and some of that shit you have on your shirt!”

“Oh yeah?! You like to smoke weed!?!”

“I love it! I just wish I had some at home right now!”

Delia then flashed a wicked grin – one that had earned her the nickname “Devious Delia” – reached into her inner jacket pocket, pulled out a joint, and discreetly showed it to Gina, who grinned. “Wanna share?!” Delia asked.

“Here?!” Gina said, shocked but excited.

Delia then stood up and said “Meet me in the restroom in about 30 seconds.”

Delia entered the restroom, which contained three stalls, and was glad to see that no one else was there. When Gina entered a few seconds later, Delia took her by the hand and whispered “Come on,” while giving her a tug. Delia walked Gina to the stall that was furthest from the door, and through a vein in Gina’s hand could tell that her pulse was even faster now. Delia grabbed the stall door, opened it, led Gina inside, closed and locked the door, and in one motion, pulled out the joint and a lighter.

Delia put the joint between her lips, lit it, and inhaled. She held it for about five seconds, then exhaled, felt the THC start to work, and then handed the joint to Gina, who followed suit, but was a lot more dramatic about it. Delia had smoked weed nearly every day for 34 years, but even though Gina had been doing it almost as long, she had gotten access to weed far less often, so this was a bigger deal to hear, especially combined with her nervousness about exploring güvenilir bahis siteleri her lesbianism for the first time.

Gina’s tolerance being far less great, she was fucked up almost the instant she first inhaled. Delia also got fucked up, but it look her several inhalations. Normally, Gina grinned a lot while smoking weed, but this time she was too nervous to smile. The two held hands, and passed the joint back and forth with their free hands.

After about 10 minutes, the joint was done, so Delia dropped the butt on the floor and stomped it out. By this time, Gina was in a deep haze. Delia looked across at her prey and decided to make her move. “Look at me,” she said in a soft but stern voice. Gina did so, and after about 10 seconds of extremely intense eye contact, Delia suddenly jerked Gina forward, timing it perfectly so that their lips connected.

Delia then tightly wrapped her arms around Gina, who immediately reciprocated. Their eyes closed, their mouths opened, and they violently rolled their tongues together. Gina instantly became lost in her first lesbian kiss. This was something she waited 31 years for.

Over the years, she had sporadically gotten sex with guys, and some of it was good, but she’d never experienced anything like this. First the amazing foot massage, then the joint, and now the best kiss of her life – by far. Even as much as Gina had craved women, the feeling of a woman’s lips and tongue turned out to be even much more fantastic than she would’ve guessed – both the physical sensation and the amazing closeness. And she could only imagine how much hotter it was going to get.

After a few seconds, Delia backed Gina against the wall. Delia then wrapped her left arm around Gina’s waist while Delia’s right hand grabbed Gina’s left knocker, and her left thigh grinded Gina’s cunt. That all got Gina even more excited, and she reciprocated the grinding.

“Fuck, how big are those knockers?” Delia grunted.

“40 DD,” Gina softly replied.

“Shit, they’re awesome,” Delia grunted, as she reached up Gina’s shirt, noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra, and aggressively fondled both of her knockers, treasuring their great size and softness.

That line gave Gina a little confidence for the first time, and the make out session continued for about three minutes, until someone walked in. Gina became very nervous, but Delia remained calm and whispered to Gina “Stand back in that corner and don’t make a fucking sound,” while guiding Gina toward the corner to the right of the toilet. Delia then dropped her pants and underpants to her ankles and stood immediately in front of the toilet, to create the appearance that she was sitting on the toilet. During that time, Gina stared at Delia’s ass and thighs, and loved what she saw. Whoever had just entered the restroom used the stall closest to the door and left after about three minutes, apparently unsuspicious.

As soon as Delia heard the door close, she whispered to Gina “Hey, you said you just live a block from here?”

“Yeah,” Gina said.

“Is it okay if we go back there? I have some more shit that we can smoke.”

“Yeah, let’s go!”

“Okay, great. I’d invite you to my house, but I’m too fucked up to drive.”

“You’re not half as fucked up as I am, though!” Gina said, smiling for the first time since entering the bathroom, now feeling fairly comfortable and relaxed, but still extremely excited.

“Come on, let’s go!” Delia said lightheartedly.

“Okay!” Gina said. At that, they had a quick kiss on the lips, and walked from there all the way to Gina’s apartment, holding hands with their fingers interlocked. Gina had never come out of the closet, but upon exiting the bar, she realized that she liked showing lesbian affection in public.

Gina led Delia to a semi-run down 15 story apartment building and took a very old fashioned elevator up to the sixth floor. They walked in, and as Gina turned on the lights, Delia was instantly turned off by the heavy smell of cigarette smoke, but was still anxious to introduce Gina to girl-girl sex.

Other than the smell, the apartment wasn’t much, but it was passable.

There was a decent sized living room connected to a small kitchen, with a bathroom on the right side of the hall, and a bedroom at the end of the hall.

There was a couch, TV, and DVD player in the living room, and no table, just two bar stools at the bar that divided the living room and kitchen. There was nothing hanging on the walls, and the floor was wooden. Delia would’ve rather they been at her apartment, which was much nicer, but that didn’t reduce her intense attraction to Gina.

As Gina slipped off her flip flops and took off her jacket, Delia pulled out another joint. Gina walked Delia over to the couch where they sat down and smoked three more joints together while cuddling. By the time they were done, they were both massively fucked up, especially Gina.

Now convinced that she now owned Gina, at least for the rest of the night, Delia realized she no longer needed to be smooth and charming. She suddenly jerked Gina up and walked her back to the bedroom.

When they walked through the doorway

into the dark room, Delia shoved Gina

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Bill was going through the local state university newspaper, looking for an article written by one of his best friends who went there, and suddenly saw a name he recognized. But it wasn’t his friend’s name. It was the name of someone he went to school with four years ago, before he moved away. He used to be in band with her, and they were both drummers. He remembered that he had the biggest crush on her back then, their freshman year of high school. He remembered how kind she had been, and knew he might have a solution to his problem. So he sent Lara a message on facebook:

“Hi, Lara! I hope you remember me. I was reading your school’s newspaper, and saw your name. I was so surprised to find that we go to colleges near each other. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other, and I was hoping we could spend a few hours together some afternoon, catching up with each other’s lives. I understand if you don’t want to do so, but please respond with your answer.

P.S. I have a favor to ask of you if we do end up spending the time together – I just wanted to let you know now.”

He waited, hoping with every fiber of his being that she would come. She replied the next day, saying:

“I remember you! Yes, of course we can meet! I don’t know what favor you need to ask of me, but I guess I can try to help. I am free next Saturday at 2, how about we meet by the train at centennial park?”

He sent her a message telling her he could come.

—————-

Saturday afternoon, he got there at around 1:40 or so, and stood near the train. She arrived at 10 till 2, looking beautiful as always. Her lovely hair was fanning out in the slight breeze, and she wore a slight smile that he remembered so well from four years before. She wore that green snoopy shirt he remembered, as well as slim jeans that fit her long legs nicely. She also wore flip-flops, due to it being a wonderful fall day. They took a walk around the pond and talked, catching up with each other. She seemed to be enjoying herself, and once gave him a slight hug that made his cock twitch slightly. He would glance at her breasts and jeans occasionally. She had really grown into a beautiful young woman.

After about a half-hour, she led him to a picnic table and they sat down. She asked him, “So what is this favor you needed to ask? I hope it’s not illegal.” He gave a nervous smile and said, “No, it’s not illegal. I’m not that kind of guy. No…it’s hard to explain. I’m kind of embarrassed to talk about it.”

She put her hand on his and said softly, “What is it? I’ll help if I can.” He looked at her, “You might want to hold off on any promises.” He took a deep breath. “Ok, here it is. I have admired you for a while now. I was enamored with you in middle and high school, as I am sure you remember.”

Lara laughed. “Oh, all that was puppy love. None of us knew what we were doing. Least of all me. You remember how I was too busy chasing after that one guy who didn’t know I existed?” He tried to laugh along, but was too nervous. “I remember him. He was a pretty nice guy, though. Anyway, I haven’t had any more luck with girls since. Probably my nerdiness or something. But I always thought you were, and are, one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. The thing is, I have never seen a girl’s body. I’ve never kissed a girl, never held hands with one, barely even seen an upper thigh, to be honest. And I feel like if I don’t see at least one breast, then I might lose control and do a justin timberlake and pull a girl’s shirt down or something.”

That was probably the last thing she expected him to say, but she recovered quickly. “Oh, I doubt you would do that, but I see your point. Can’t you look at porn or something?” She blushed. “I’ve done that a few times. It really helps.”

He was genuinely surprised, “You watch porn? I never took you for the type. No, I can’t watch it. I don’t really like it because it’s all the same and it’s not real anyway. Plus, my school has blockers and I’d get fired from my job if I looked it up at work.”

Lara was very hesitant, but was starting to get a little turned on. “But surely, you’ve seen a nipple slip or something. An upskirt? A see-thru shirt?” He shook his head at all of those. She said, incredulously, “Really? You’re missing out. I’m not a lesbian, but I love seeing a nipple slip or upskirt. It usually turns me on really quickly. But anyway, I kinda know how you feel. I have watched porn, and masturbated to it, but I’ve never seen a naked guy. The frat guys are always too drunk and rude at my college, and I haven’t met the right guy yet, if you know what I mean.”

He was starting to feel a little bolder. “Well, could I have a quick look at your breast? I hate to ask you, and I know I sound like a pervert or something, but I am getting desperate.” She was still hesitating. “Are you sure there’s not another way? I mean, aren’t there sluts at your college?”

“Of course there are.” He replied. “But why would I want them? I don’t know them, and it would look really desperate for me to ask them güvenilir bahis – they might tell someone. Plus, the girls there are very low-quality. Not nice at all. Snobs, the whole lot of them. But you….you’re nice, and beautiful, and kind, and not snobby at all.”

She blushed. “If you only knew me. Yes, the boys at my university aren’t great on quality either. But this is completely out of the blue. I wasn’t expecting it when I came here. You’re not trying to seduce me, are you?”

He shook his head. “No, of course not. I’m not that kind of guy.”

Lara felt a little bolder herself. “No, I didn’t think you were, but just checking. Theoretically, if I were to show you one of my tits, what would you give me?”

He looked surprised. “I hadn’t thought about it. What do you want? Cash?” She shook her head. “No, my parents are wealthy, so I don’t need money. How about…” She blushed furiously, slightly ashamed of herself for thinking this. “Can I see your dick? I’ve never seen one, and I think it is a fair trade.”

Shocked, it took him a moment to respond. “Uh…sure. That’s fine. I’m warning you, I’m not very big.” She asked, “Well, how big is ‘not very big’?”

“Not quite six inches,” he said, feeling embarrassed. Her eyes widened. “I wouldn’t call that ‘not very big.’ It’s not huge, but six is more than enough for me.” They both shared a nervous laugh.

Lara sat back, thinking. She had sneaked a glance at his crotch once or twice during their walk, being a normal horny teenage girl. It’s not like she was going to let him fuck her. She also did want to see what a real cock looked like. Maybe he would even let her touch it. That could be fun! Plus, it would give her something to masturbate about that night, which was good. She was getting tired of porn videos. She made up her mind. “Well, I guess it’s a fair trade. Do you want to do it here? It’s somewhat open,” she asked. He quickly said, “No, let’s go back to my car. It’s a little more secluded.”

They walked back in a nervous silence. She didn’t know what to think. A part of her couldn’t believe she was actually going to do this. Another part of her, one that was getting stronger every minute, was anticipating what they were about to do. A few minutes later, they arrived at his car. He, trying to be a gentleman, opened the right rear door for her. As she got in, she kissed him on the cheek. “You are sweet.” He went around and slid into the backseat on her left side.

It was much more cramped in there, and they both looked at each other nervously. He broke the awkward silence. “Well, who goes first?” She said, “I guess we’ll flip a coin. Got one?” He reached into his pocket and handed her a quarter. She took it and said, “Heads, you show me your dick first. Tails, I show you my tit.” She flipped it. Heads. She smiled as he suddenly got more tense. “Come on, Bill. Show me your dick – I am actually looking forward to this. I never thought I’d hear myself say that, but…”

They both laughed nervously and he undid his belt and slid his shorts down to his knees. “No, take them all off,” she said. “If we’re gonna do this, we might as well do it properly. By the way, nice bulge.” She pointed to his slightly hardened cock pushing up against his boxers. He blushed, but looked at her. “Does this mean you are taking your bra completely off?” She looked startled. “Yes, I guess it does. I hadn’t thought about that. Oh well, if you see one tit, you might as well see both.”

He slid his shorts off, and tentatively pulled his boxers down and off. His dick was mostly hard already from the conversation, and he heard a rapid intake of breath from her as his dick was freed.

Lara couldn’t take her eyes off it. “That’s thicker than I thought! And it looks much nicer in real life. Those porn dicks looked all dirty and nasty. But this one looks all clean and…appealing.” Her already red face got redder as she said this.

He started to pull his boxers back on, but she stopped him. “Leave them off. I want to see it for a while longer.” He stopped, surprised yet again. “Well, can I see your tits now? I am sure they are exquisite.”

She looked down into her lap. “Actually, I have small tits. They’ve never been anything special. I don’t know why you want to see them, but I agreed, so here goes…”

Lara slowly reached down and self-consciously pulled her green shirt over her head, revealing a simple pink bra, enclosing two medium-size mounds. The bra wasn’t very low-cut, but it was nice and tight, and he saw some very attractive – if shallow – cleavage. He couldn’t look away from her wonderful chest. She flushed, but hesitantly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall away from her breasts.

He was instantly entranced. Her breasts might be small, but they were perfectly proportioned to her slight frame. Her two white globes were each capped by a small puffy pink nipple, already hard and sticking out. He saw her hands twitch, instinctively wanting to cover herself, but she resisted the temptation. He also saw that her gaze was türkçe bahis on his cock, and as he looked down at it too, he saw that it was as hard and big as he had ever seen it.

Lara looked back up at him. “I know they’re not very pretty, but…”

He cut her off. “These are beautiful, Lara. I am no expert, but they can’t make them any better than these. They’re much better than my wildest fantasies. They are gorgeous, Lara. Don’t ever think otherwise.”

He looked back up at her face, to see her looking at him with a soft expression. She leaned towards him, and by her unspoken invitation he kissed her for the first time, deeper than he thought possible. As they broke it off, they both sat upright, looking at each other’s exposed flesh.

There was a short and slightly awkward pause. “Now what?” He said finally. She grinned shyly at him. “I don’t know about you, but I am kinda turned on by your dick. Can I touch it?”

That was the last thing he expected her to say. “I guess. But that means I get to feel up your tits.” Her smile flickered, but came back. “I can’t argue with that. But be gentle. They’re really sensitive. Now, let’s see this cock….”

Slowly, Lara reached across and gently put her soft hand on his dick. She closed her fist over his shaft and softly moved it up and down, feeling it. She rolled her thumb over his head, and felt a bit of precum forming there. She massaged it into the head. Then she moved her hand down to his balls, cupping them and inspecting them. She rather liked the feel of having her hand on his dick, because she felt his subtle reactions to her movements, and knew she had a bit of power over him. She put her hand back on his shaft and very slowly moved it up and down.

As Lara felt his dick, Bill reached across and put his right hand on her left breast. It felt wonderful. Nice and firm, but very smooth and soft. She really had perfect tits. He gently caressed it, and rubbed his thumb over her nipple. He could hear her breathing get slightly heavier. He played with her nipple for a while, before switching her her right tit. He did the same to it, and she really seemed to enjoy it. He knew he was enjoying having her hand on his dick, giving him a slow handjob. It made him want to see her pussy, but he didn’t want to push too far. He rubbed her breasts for a bit, loving the feel of them. Eventually he decided to go for it, and if he failed, he still had gotten a handjob and felt up her tits.

Lara really was enjoying herself. She found that his cock was heavier than she had assumed, and it felt almost alive in her hand. As she rubbed it, she felt his hand caress her breast. It initially felt awkward, and she was inclined to pull away, but it started to feel good. Almost as if his hand belonged there, giving loving attention to her breasts that she had been ashamed of for so long. Her arousal was steadily growing, and so was the speed with which she was rubbing his dick.

Bill briefly met her eyes, and they each saw a hint of sexual fire in the other. He cleared his throat. “Not to, uh, stop this, because I am really enjoying it, but I wanted to ask another quick favor.” The corner of her eyes tightened. “You had better not be asking for a fuck right now,” she said warningly.

He shook his head. “No, of course not. It’s just…I’ve never seen a girl’s…vagina…before.” He said haltingly. “I was wondering if I could see your vagina, too.”

Lara sat back, pulling away from his hand. Her tits felt strangely empty without his hand there, but she kept her hand on his dick, absent-mindedly stroking it. She seemed to consider it. He saw that this was a big step for her, so he kept quiet, letting her take her time.

Lara knew that her panties had slowly gotten wetter since she first saw his dick. But this was another thing completely! She hadn’t considered letting someone see her pussy before, except for a few times her freshman year of high school. But she was young and foolish then. Although, she couldn’t deny her attraction to him, and, as a little part of her argued, they had come this far, why not go a little farther. Plus, it wasn’t like she was going to fuck him, and it wasn’t like she was getting any action from anyone else. She could feel herself giving in to her sexual desires, but it also felt a little freeing. She was actually enjoying herself, for the most part. Taking off her bra hadn’t been fun, but he was really gracious about it and made her feel beautiful, something that she didn’t feel that often. And now she kind of enjoyed having the warm air on her nipples, and she had definitely enjoyed having his hand there! Well, what could it hurt? But she had to ask something of him in return, to make it fair. What should it be? Her eyes fell on her hand, which was still slowly stroking his cock. It gave her an idea – something she had sometimes thought about doing but had never thought she would. But hey, why not try it while she had the chance? Plus, her girlfriends said that they enjoyed it a lot.

She looked back up at him, seeing that he was patiently güvenilir bahis siteleri waiting for her to make a decision. That convinced her that she could trust him. She said, with a hint of playfulness in her voice, “I guess you can. But on two conditions: you have to call it a pussy. None of this silly vagina stuff. It makes me feel like you are a doctor wanting to inspect it for STDs or something. Which I don’t have.” They shared a nervous laugh. “And the second thing?” he inquired, not sure what to expect.

Lara hesitated, then steeled her resolve. “You have to let me suck your cock.” She flushed slightly after saying this.

To say he was surprised would be an understatement. He gaped at her until she started laughing at the ridiculous expression on his face. He schooled his face into an impassive expression, hesitant to go this far. But his desires won out. It would feel so good to finally get a blowjob, and from a gorgeous friend as well. He nodded.

Lara flashed a quick smile and slid off her jeans, revealing her slender legs and small matching pink panties. They weren’t skimpy, but they looked perfect on her body. He looked between her legs, but didn’t see any hairs sticking out. She must trim her pussy hairs, he decided. She looked at him one last time, getting her courage up, and then slid her panties down her legs and off her feet.

For the first time, her pussy was on display for someone else to see. He quickly saw that he had been wrong. She didn’t just trim her pussy, she shaved it! As she watched his reaction, she must have seen his surprise, because she said, “I hate having hair down there. It is so itchy and uncomfortable, so I shave often. And it makes me feel more sexy.”

She turned slightly toward him to give him a better view, and he could see that she had nice puffy outer lips, but no hint of her inner lips was visible. It was extremely sexy, and he wished he could kiss it for hours.

Feeling slightly daring, Lara reached down and spread her outer lips, exposing everything to him. He saw that she was pretty wet, and loved the sight of her pretty inner lips inviting him in. It was all he could do to remain where he was.

Lara let him look for a few moments, then let her outer lips obscure her treasures again, and leaned over to put her face near his cock. Her hair fell forward, and he couldn’t see her face, but he felt her lips slowly envelop the head of his cock. She paused for a moment to swirl her tongue around the tip, then took three inches of his cock into her mouth. She went up and down on that, getting used to the feeling of his cock, before adding another inch, then another, then she went all the way to the base of his shaft.

He groaned with pleasure. This must be heaven, he thought. He reached out and brushed her hair out of her face so he could watch her, then put his right hand on her dangling left tit and rubbed it as she went up and down.

Lara was a bit apprehensive as she first put her lips on his cock, but as she took more of it in her mouth, she really started to believe her girlfriends. It was pretty enjoyable, feeling it in her mouth. She couldn’t really identify the taste, but it tasted pretty good. She moved up and down a few times, relishing the feeling of his cock in her mouth. She heard his moans of satisfaction, and felt that she had a lot of power over him like this. She flicked the tip of his cock several times with her tongue, then decided to try for more. As she fit more into her mouth, he moaned louder. She determinedly fit the whole length into her mouth, with the tip of his cock just touching the back of her throat. Wow, it felt nice. She moved up and down, and felt her hair move out of her face, and then suddenly felt his hand on her left tit. She considered pulling away, but it felt so good, she decided not to. As she continued to suck his cock, she felt him getting tenser. After about five minutes, she felt his balls tighten and she immediately moved her mouth off his cock. “Don’t come in my mouth!” she gasped.

He looked like he had to come soon. “Where should I come? On you?” She reached across him and opened his door slightly. “Here, shoot it out there.” She stroked his cock several times, and within a minute or two, he came onto the pavement outside. Stream after stream spurted from his cock. It was by far the most he had ever come. Lara looked amazed. “How on earth did you come that much? Boy, you must be desperate. Don’t you ever masturbate or anything?” He blushed. “Occasionally, but I never could really get into it. It always feels weird. Plus, it takes forever for me to come.”

She laughed and sat back up. They sat there for a minute, his cock glistening. She reached over suddenly and rubbed a little stream of cum that was rolling down his cock onto her finger. She licked her finger and said, “I was wondering what it tasted like. It’s not bad – kinda salty and milky.” They fell silent for a while, his cock slowly going limp. She wasn’t expecting this, and asked, “Do they all do that, or just yours?” He looked at her. “I thought you watched porn?” Her face got red. “I do. Most of what I watch is girl-on-girl, even though I’m not a lesbian. I do watch threesomes occasionally. But all the guys’ cocks are hard in the videos. I guess I thought they always were hard.”

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For Veronica’s Sake Ch. 04

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Chapter 4

Hot wife in a Hot Tub

It was Friday afternoon when Veronica text me saying she was home from her shopping trip; she was out taking Reg’s advice, buying herself a new swimsuit that would undoubtedly be a two-piece bikini, as Reg had suggested… I also knew she was looking for something in white…

“I think Reg is back. The lights are on in his place”… She sent back after telling me that she found herself a new bikini and also that she’d picked up a new suit for me as well, which I was okay with because at the time I didn’t even have a swimsuit, just some old board shorts that would do in a pinch.

“Are you going to go say hi? He might have questions about the hot tub”… I sent back trying to be vague but Veronica sounded like her message had a note of shyness to it, like she didn’t want to tell me Reg was home but well, that’s where he lives, so it was only a matter of time before he did come back… However, I did understand where she was coming from… What with all the role-play and fantasy, and not to forgetting ‘little-Reg’ either…

I was trying to be cool with Veronica but as well, I’d be a liar if I didn’t say I was nervous coming home knowing the two of them had been there alone for nearly 4hrs, but again that was just my fevered brain working overtime, picturing and imagining all sorts happening between them, yet of course I knew nothing like that was going on…

However when I did get home I wasn’t too, too surprised to be greeted by an empty house…

Wandering out back I soon found her…and him…

“Oh there you are! I was wondering why I was saying hello to no-one when I came in!”… I said smiling as I walked closer to Reg’s place, seeing the two of them in the hot tub already, Veronica sitting with her back to me and with just her head turned to look, not moving or standing up…

“Hi Dana… Sorry I wasn’t there when you came in, but Reg… He insisted I show him my new bathing suit and join him in the hut tub… I’m sorry, you don’t mind do you?”… Veronica answered as I came up to find the pair of them in the bubbling water.

They were sitting apart and looking like they were only talking, although I did also notice they each had a beer going, but it was also easy to tell she felt guilty about where I’d found her — and in the bathing suit she was wearing…

“No that’s okay…I want you to enjoy the hot tub, and I love your bathing suit… Or what I can see of it… And Hey Reg, welcome back buddy… I see it didn’t take you long to get her in here huh?” I said back jokingly, trying to sound upbeat and cool with everything. I didn’t want anyone feeling awkward and uncomfortable, like I was the third wheel coming in to wreck the fun.

I mean sure, in most cases? If a guy comes home to find his wife in a tiny white bikini with her big tits spilling out all over the place and her nipples clearly outlined in the white wet fabric?… Yeah I’m sure most guys would be a little curious about why she’s in your buddy’s hot tub… If not completely bent with rage!

But that wasn’t the case here… Not exactly… We all knew what was happening, but still no-one was going to saying anything about it, or not right then…

I just wanted everything to be cool between us all. We had come a long way in this and now with reality slipping in, Reg actually being here, I think all of us were a little on edge, and I didn’t want to that getting the better of us…

“Hey Dana.. How’s it going man? And hey man… I can’t thank you enough for taking care of all this… They did a great job with the install, and I already knew how to run everything… But again man, really, thank you… There’s beer in the cooler… Oh and yeah, sorry, it is my fault… I did talk your gorgeous hot wife here into joining me, but damn bro… Ya gotta admit… She looks great in that suit huh?”… Reg said to me, thanking me for seeing the hot tub install went in okay, but his eyes, they never left Veronica who was sitting across from him in with her bikini clad tits half in and out of the bubbling hot water, smiling and blushing with him talking so openly with her right there.

And yes, she did look hot, very, very damn hot, wearing make up, earrings and that favourite straw hat of hers that makes her look cute with her fine blond hair tucked behind her ears… It was easy to see she was putting in an effort, and I even thought that was cute.

But also, I can only imagine the butterflies she had in her stomach when she walked down here in that bikini knowing he was looking at her with a definite hunger in his eyes…

“Okay cool man, no worries… I wanna join you guys, if I can? Uhh where’s my new suit baby?”… I asked while cracking a beer and taking a big pull, which I kinda needed just then…

“Oh it’s up on the bed, I hope you like it, I went a little different this time, you always look so lost in those big baggy shorts”…Veronica answered, telling me where my new bathing suit was, but poker oyna also, she had me crooking an eyebrow at her in telling me that she had something different in mind…

“Ahh Okay… I’ll be back in a few, but we can’t just drink all night, we need to eat as well, or I know I do!”… I said back to her as I had another pull on my beer before leaving the pair of them there with me giving Veronica a look, thinking she was about to ‘out’ me on the leg shaving thing by buying me something small in the bathing suit department in Walnuts…

***

And sure enough…

“Oh Jesus Vee! What are you doing to me?” I said coming into the bedroom and seeing there on the bed my new swimsuit, which wasn’t even laying out, it was in a small box and that box said ‘Speedo’ on the side of it…

“Oh man”… I thought as I opened it and pulled out the tiny, baby blue Speedo and holding it up thinking it was no bigger than a pair of her panties, this thing was that small with me saying aloud this time…”I can’t wear this!”…

I was ready to go back and refuse but then, turning to look, our bedroom window faces out into the back of the property with a clear view of Reg’s place. It was far, but not so far that I couldn’t see Reg climbing out of the tub and heading to the cooler.

With my eyes going a bit wide, I watched him climbing out, and seeing that he was also in a small, tight fitting Speedo-type bathing suit, his in black though, where for some reason Veronica thought baby blue would suit me…

So, other than seeing his flat six-pack of abs and the rest of his gym-toned body that I knew Veronica was staring at as well… I didn’t feel ‘as bad’ seeing we were both in these ridiculously small bathing suits, or ‘man-kini’ I guess you could as say.

I figured I could get away with wrapping myself in a long towel until it was time to jump in, and hopefully without them seeing too much of me… This tiny, bright blue bathing suit…or my shaved legs…

I knew what Veronica was trying to do… Sexing things up with new swimwear for us both in the hot tub, and when I thought of it, if we were playing some sort of seduction game with Reg, this certainly was the way to do it… I just never figured her buying a skimpy new bathing suit would include me.

Stripping off and putting this tiny thing on me, I gasped looking in the mirror thinking that I did look like a chick in a pair of panties, what with my hairless legs to match the rest of my near-hairless body and thin, narrow frame… And I can’t say I was filling out my suit all that much in the front either, not like I’m sure Reg was down there in his black version of this titty-bitty bathing suit.

Not only that, but I was also sure I didn’t strike the same physique as Reg, who spends a few hour each day in hotel gyms while on the road… So I knew standing next to him I was going to look like the ‘before’ guy… The little pipsqueak in the body building adverts who always gets sand kicked in his face…

Turning in the mirror a few times, I was cursing Veronica for buying me this thing, but the more I fiddled with the small, and very clingy suit, I start to feel kind of sexy wearing something so small, and even if they sort of did look like panties, I knew it was a guy’s bathing suit, so again, I didn’t feel so bad about how I looked… Also, seeing how she’d given me no alternative, all I could do was make the best of this, for every ones sake…

***

“Hey there he is! Welcome back! Hop in man, the water is awesome and here, have another beer”… Reg said to me as I stepped up to the side of the tub, which sits not too far above the deck top, just a hop over and you’re in, but when Reg tossed me my beer, he forced me to drop my towel just as I was un-tucking it from my waist band…

“Hey nice suit buddy! Where’s the top half? I didn’t know your wife bought two bikini’s?”… Reg teased as I stood there for a second with nothing on me but my baby blue Speedo, holding my can of beer with him commenting, saying it looked like I was wearing bikini bottoms.

I laughed it off nervously and Veronica, she said nothing just smiling and blushing along with me…I knew she felt bad for me as I sank myself down into the hot, bubbling water before sliding over to put an arm around her.

“Oh leave him alone!” Veronica shot back in a playful scorn, defending me with a smile on her face.

“He looks great… I love you’re little suit honey, and thank you for wearing it for me”… She said then before kissing me on the lips in a near make-out session and then giving me that sexy look of hers, like we had an inside secret.

It made me feel better, and so did feeling her wonderful wet skin sliding up against me, her big tits piling up on my arm as she pulled me to her.

“Boy! Maybe I should leave the two of you for a while!”… Reg joked as we turned our attention back to him, the two of us feeling somewhat embarrassed, kissing like that in front of him as he went canlı poker oyna on then, but this time it was me that ended up blushing with what he was saying…

“I’m just kidding about your suit Dana…and it’s cool if you shave your legs… It’s nothing new down in the islands… You know, because of the heat and all… But also there is whole new wave of guy’s doing this, that ‘Metro-sexual’ thing with the grooming… I’m just surprised you don’t do your underarms… I mean you’re not that hairy to begin with, so you might as well go all the way, no?”… He said to us, or asked me really… Which of course took me completely by surprise, but still, I wanted to play it down, like it wasn’t a big deal and nor was this my idea…

“Well, you can blame Veronica here for doing this to me… She left me no choice” I said back trying to shift the blame as I pointed to her beside me…

“I know… I talked him into it… I even had him taking ALL of it off if you know what I mean!” Veronica added then with an excited giggle to her voice, one that embarrassing the hell out of me even more, telling him that…telling Reg I’m shaved ‘everywhere’…

“But I like you like this baby, all smooth and soft for me… Don’t be embarrassed… See? Reg said he doesn’t care, and it’s a lot more common than you think… What do they call it? ‘Man-scaping’?… It seems like everyone is doing it… but what about you Reg? Are you all ‘neat and tidy’ everywhere?”…

Shocking me some, I could hardly believe she was asking him such a thing, changing this from being about me and over to him, all but asking if he shaves his pubes…

“Yeah, I take care of a few things, like my chest but nothing like Dana here…and you’re right, Veronica, there’s nothing wrong with guys doing a little maintenance or even mowing the whole lawn, if you get me?”… He said back, joking at the end and trying to put me at easy…

Yet through all of this and with her candour, I could tell the beers and hot water were getting to Veronica, so I suggested it was maybe time we have something to eat, try and sober her up before this thing went too far too fast…

“Yeah that’s a good idea Dana, I think it’s time to get out of here anyway, I’m starting to prune up pretty good”… Reg agreed getting out first but then going on telling us he had dinner all sorted…

“I hit the market on my way home and everything’s inside, I’ll just fire up the BBQ… I have three nice T-bones marinating, I thought we’d celebrate getting the hot tub and well, everything else”… Reg said to us, telling us he wanted to celebrate, but what caught me was the ‘everything-else’ bit he added, presuming he was talking about the messaging and the text exchange between Veronica and himself… Not to mention any real, in-person conversations they may have had as well…

To be honest, other than the ‘everything-else’… I only heard half of what he said, as he hopped out of the hot tub and began drying himself with a towel.

Both Veronica and I were watching, and seeing him up close this time, wearing his black Speedo, oddly, I had to admit seeing him then, it was different from the hundreds of times we’d been undressed in change rooms growing up as best friends.

As I looked at him I was seeing the side I was sure Veronica was also seeing… A virile, gym-worked body with an eye-opening package hidden about as well as Veronica’s tit’s in her bikini, which weren’t very hidden at all if you get my meaning…

It wasn’t a gay thing, or I wasn’t ‘licking my lips’… Because honestly? Who does that for real? No… It was more of an appreciative type of staring… Seeing and admiring all of that hard work in the gym can produce… Also, and I’m not afraid to admit this part either but I know what women see in good looking men… Like the ab shot Reg sent Veronica instead of a dick-pic…

What we were looking at as he dried himself off, I could definitely see the appeal, and what turned Veronica on about him… Yet at the same time, I also felt reticent and like I shouldn’t be looking…

Like why was I checking out my friend’s body? It was curious at the time, but however… We’ll just leave that sleeping dog to lie for a while…

***

Some time later, and with all of us out of the hot tub enjoying more beers and nearing the end of our steaks, there did come a time where there was an awkward silence… But Reg being the one to speak first, he broke the calm before any real awkwardness could creep in…

We were just about finished and with Veronica getting up to start clearing dishes when speaking up, Reg stopped her…

“Just leave those for now Vee, we can clean up later, first guys, why don’t we freshen our drinks and go sit by the fire… You know this yard is big, but it isn’t big enough to hide the big old elephant we have hanging around us now is it?”

Hearing him, we all stopped with Veronica looking to me, her eyes flicking wide and mouthing “Oh my God!” as internet casino she turned away, and yeah, I felt the same with my heart rate suddenly picking up…

“Ah, yeah I guess you’re right.”… I began… “Yeah Vee, leave that stuff for now baby, let’s go sit down… Does anyone want a beer?”… I asked feeling nervous as Veronica looked to me again, and setting the plates down the three of us took up residence around this cool little gas fire-pit Reg had set up on his deck, with Veronica and I sharing a lounge chair, and Reg not far away sitting on the edge of another…

“Hey guys listen… I want us to be chill tonight, so let’s just talk alright? I mean we know we can’t ignore this, so let’s just be cool and here, we can smoke this to help us relax”… Reg said then as we all settled in and he pulled out a rolled up joint.

“Oh wow! I’d love to get high right now… I’m sorry but if were being honest here, I’m nervous and weed always calms me down”… Veronica chirped then admitting she was indeed nervous but then sounding enthused, I knew she like to smoke from time to time and so did I…

We never had any in the house or anything, but when out partying, or chilling like this, smoking a joint was perfect, and Reg’s timing right then, knowing this would get us all into a better frame of mind, that was perfect too…

“Okay cool, I wasn’t sure how you felt about smoking weed Vee, some dig it, some don’t… Just like this… You know? With what’s happening here -or not… I’m not really sure… But I do think we should be open and talk about stuff”… Reg went on as he lit the joint had a few pulls to get to it going before handing it to Veronica, but turning then, he was speaking to me…

“Umm… Let me ask you Dana… How do you feel about this now? Like since Vee and I started with the text?… and I’m sure you read my email?” He asked, and although the microscope was pointed at me? I did like how he went to me first and not Veronica, I thought it was kind of classy of him, not to put her on the spot, whereas with me?

Me however… I was on the spot, or I felt like I was, stuttering and trying to think of what I wanted to say…

“Y-yeah, I Ahhh…. I read the email and well… Umm… This isn’t all that easy to talk about, but we do appreciate you wanting to be honest, but oh man… I feel I’m not so sure what I should be saying but umm… Your message, or letter… It was cool with me, and the text… I was okay with that too, and the photos… I mean this all suppose to be just some harmless fun right? So I guess if anything, we need to keep that in mind… Well, that’s what I think, since you’re asking”… I answered after faltering at first, but I believed I’d made my point…

“Yeah I agree man, we need to keep this fun, and well, that’s why I was gonna suggest something but it’s up to you guys… You can talk about it but, what I was going to suggest, and you don’t have to do this, remember, no pressure… But let me ask you? How about tomorrow night we take Veronica here dancing again?”

Stopping with the joint in my hand and looking to Veronica, I noticed how she didn’t appear to look as surprised as I was, which I had sort of expected, but then thinking, I turned to her…

“Did… Did you know about this already Vee?”… I asked with her looking suddenly very sheepish, biting her lip and nodding some…

“We…We were talking before you came home, and Reg asked me… Remember? We talked about this already? I said I’d love to go dancing again, but I also said I’d need to see what you think… Oh God I’d don’t know? Is this getting awkward? I feel awkward now”… Veronica replied then telling me that this had been discussed before I came home, but then again they were in the hot tub already, and her in that deadly little bikini, and this was what we wanted.

But being there, with it happening? It was just hard to remember stuff sometimes, and I had to keep catching myself…

“No baby… It’s not awkward, not unless we let it get that way… I’m cool with all of this, and yeah sure, why not? We can go dancing, I mean it’s ‘just’ dancing right?” I asked looking to Reg while at the same time trying to calm Veronica down. I knew how she felt, and I know Reg did as well.

But then looking to each other, I felt like I still wasn’t in on the whole picture…

“What? Am I missing something? You guys just looked at each other?” I asked knowing I saw something between them… Which was the very thing we didn’t want…

“No-no man… It’s not like that… We…or, I just thought, maybe it would be better if just Veronica and I that went out tomorrow night… You know, just the two of us?”… Reg added with me stopping then, catching on…. “Ooooh! Uhhh… Okay… Umm yeah that’s…that’s cool”… I stuttered out once I’d realized, feeling a foolish…

“Why not?”… I continued… “After all, this is umm kinda why we’re here, doing this isn’t it?… It’s just that when you said ‘we’ I just thought that would include me, but hey”…

And of course, then came another awkward silence, one I wasn’t sure how to get out of… But then Reg, he jumped back in, explaining to me more of what he had in mind…

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Farmhouse – Day 02

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Please read The Farmhouse – Day 1 for the start of this story.

We woke the next morning, still naked and arms and legs everywhere wrapped together. My morning wood making its normal appearance.

“It seems someone is ready for the day.” Sandy said with a smile. She slowly kissed her way down my chest, biting my nipples long and hard enough to make them very sensitive and then down across my stomach until she was hovering over my hardon. She licked the full length while smiling at me, her eyes never leaving mine. She playfully scrapped her teeth across my penis head, making it jump in her hand. I was delirious with the feeling of this woman and her wonderful mouth. She soon engulfed my full length and applying a lot of saliva had me very slick, I wanted her to continue until I spewed, but she wanted some action too.

Sandy climbed on top and quickly slid my length deep into her pussy, with no hesitation. She soon was bouncing on top of me, with my full length sliding in and out of her. I was hypnotized by watching her bouncing tits, up… down… up… down. Sandy was oblivious, with her head thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut, and her constant vertical motion, sliding up and down my shaft. When I felt I was ready to cum, I rolled her over on to her knees and quickly moved behind her and shoved into that gaping pussy in one stroke.

Her gasp was audible as I pushed deep, until I could go no further. After just a couple of minutes I felt her pussy contract and grasp my dick, and it sent me over the edge and my balls released a full load into her.

After we came down from our orgasmic high, Sandy got up first and started to get dressed. I needed to have her make a change, she had made a great start yesterday. “Sandy you don’t need to get dressed.” Sandy stared at me and said, “You want me to walk around naked?” “Absolutely and another thing, we are getting rid of all of these Granny Panties. They are incredibly unsexy for someone so lovely. We will get you some more appropriate things to wear.”

Sandy started to argue that she can’t walk around naked. Now remember we are out in the country with few neighbors close by. I took her wrist and pulled her to me, then down across my lap. SWAT, my hand cracked on her butt. “Hey Ow!” “Are we going to have an argument on whether we wear clothes?” “I can’t….” SWAT “OW! Ok, Ok, no clothes.”

I let her up and was ready for Sandy to be mad, but she timidly looked up as she rubbed her ass. I told her “We can share so much together, if we have an open mind. You have never had sex like you have had this weekend, did you?” “No” she responded. “Well if we let things happen and just enjoy things together we will have a great time.”

We went down to the Kitchen and we both were making breakfast. Sandy was cooking some bacon, and the splattering grease popped and she jumped back. I could tell she was frustrated and getting angry “It is just too dangerous to cook in the nude, you don’t have these big boobs getting in the way!” I looked around and found a full apron. I slipped it over her head, and pulled her to me, I kissed her, as I tied it behind her back. God there is nothing sexier than a woman naked with an apron on. It hides enough but shows everything.

“Thanks” she said kind of disappointed. As she turned to the stove, I slipped behind her and slid my hardening cock between her ass cheeks. “Get that thing away from me, I am too hungry.”

After we ate, we moved to her master bedroom. While there was a lot of things that needed fixing in the house, the Master Bed and Bath were completely up to date. I pulled Sandy to me and kissed her hard and long, letting my tongue dance with hers. After the long day yesterday, and all of the fucking, poker oyna we both desperately needed a shower. The one thing this old house had was a big shower. We walked in to the bathroom and after getting the water nice and warm, we got in and started to soap each other up. I turned her away from me, took some shampoo and washed her hair, slowly moving my hands massaging her head, I easily took a full 5 minutes just running my hands through her hair, it was shoulder length, but now bunched up in my hands as I gathered and spread the hair and soap around her head, carefully making sure no soap got into her eyes. After rinsing she did the same to me, reaching up, she washed my hair all the while her breasts were sliding over my back.

I put some more soap in my hand and started to wash the rest of her. Facing Sandy, I started at her shoulders, and down her back making wide circles with my hands until my hands were caressing her butt. I pulled back and made sure I was getting her tits all soapy. I pulled her close, mashing her tits to my chest and started to wash her body with mine. I don’t know how effective it was, but damn it felt good.

I then moved down and got her legs washed off taking my time rubbing each leg, but avoiding going above her thighs. I had her facing me while I gathered a load of suds then started rubbing her lower hair, moving my hands around and through her mound. With her hands on my shoulders Sandy was leaning forward and I was resting my head on her stomach, as I kneeled before her, I could feel her grip tightening. I felt her shudder as a small orgasm took hold of her, without coming close to her neither regions.

Holding her up as her knees buckled, I moved my hands from her mound to her soft butt cheeks in a tight hug, until the shaking stopped. I wasn’t finished, from behind I slid my hand down and between her legs, and sliding a couple of fingers through her slit and easily into her hole. I lightly slid my hand across her clit, and back into her pussy hole, and repeated, without rinsing. My other hand which had risen to her lower back, slid down over her ass, and cupped her butt. I then took my soapy fingers and slid them through her ass crack and across her butthole.

She practically jumped when I put my finger tip into her ass. I rubbed harder with one hand on and in her pussy and with the other sliding between her ass cheeks. I had her butt crack full of soap suds from my rubbing back and forth, while continuing to push two fingers into her gaping pussy, I buried my entire index finger into her ass. Her grip on my shoulder was almost painful, as she held on tight while her body started to shake.

After a minute, I pulled my finger out of her ass, and quickly slid two of my fingers back in. I slid 2 fingers of one hand in and out of her pussy and at the same time and rhythm moved 2 fingers of my other hand in and out of her ass. In a very short time, I felt both her holes contract and she grabbed my front hand and just held it there while she shook through a huge orgasm.

I knew pay backs were going to be a bitch, but frankly I was hopeful. When Sandy had recovered and could stand on her own, she put a big glop of soap into her hands and turned me away from her and started at my shoulders, and with her arms around me washed my chest, sliding her wonderful tits down my back until she was kneeing behind me. Avoiding my rigid pole, she washed and massaged my legs working her way up.

Not bothering with my front, I felt both her hands separating my butt cheeks, and felt a soapy finger run my and down my crack. Now other than a physical every 5 years or so, nothing has been up my shoot, but that quickly changed. She wasn’t particularly gently, as all of a sudden canlı poker oyna her full finger penetrated my ass. It felt weird, but really incredible. I gasped and moaned at the same time. Her finger moved in and out slowly at first, but then faster.

I thought for sure I was going to cum without her ever touching my cock. Then she pulled her finger out of my ass and I thought I was done, but no, now two fingers went in, and I nearly doubled over. She quickened her pace sliding both fingers in and out. She reached around and was slowly stroking my dick, never interrupting the penetration of my asshole. It took less than a minute and I gasped, spraying the walls of the shower. I had to hold myself up, as I finished cumming.

Sandy stood and moved around me. I watched as she lifted her cum covered hand to her lips and licked her fingers clean. Then she wiped the cum off the shower walls and ate that too. “I can’t believe that I never tasted such wonderful stuff before.” She said with a whimsy smile. Then she kissed me and again I tasted my own spent.

We continued to wash the rest of our bodies, until we were both squeaky.

She thought we were ready to get out I stopped her from turning off the water. I pulled the razor from off the shelf. “What exactly are you going to do with that?” she said with eyebrows raised. “If I am going to eat you to breathtaking orgasms, I am going to do it without eating thru a nest of hair.” I took the bottle of squeeze soap and put a glop on my hand and started to run all around her pubic hair and through her pussy lips. “I don’t know if I am comfortable with this.” She said.

“Do I have to take you across my knee again?” I asked. “No” she responded with her head down. I lightly scrapped off all of her hair, and then had her lift her leg on to the edge of the shower and getting down on my knees, very carefully took her lower lips in my hand so I could clean these up too. She never looked down, but I could tell I was having an effect. Her knees were shaking and her hands on my shoulder to steady herself were holding on tight. When I finished and had rinsed her clean, I ran my tongue through her beautiful fleshy lips. She shook with a little orgasm.

When I stood up, it was her turn to smile, and she got on her knees and took my cock in hand. “Well if I have to be shaved, you do too. I like the feel of your hair on my pussy, but if I am going to suck those furry tennis balls, I don’t want to have a mouth full of hair either.” I let her soap me up and she moved my rigid cock to one side, holding it there, tried to shave my swinging sack. “A little help here, mister!” Not wanting her to slip and end our relationship before it got started, I pushed my dick to the side and held it there while she pull my ball sack tight and carefully shaved me clean. After rinsing me, she sucked in one, then moved to the other ball. Announcing that I was nice and smooth, we got out and dried each other off.

While going nudist was a great plan, after only a couple of hours it was apparent that it didn’t fit the life on a farm. There were chores to do, feed the Chickens, pick up the yard, Mow, etc. Still working in the upstairs bedroom, I couldn’t go in barefoot, with nails and screws lying around, and the use of hammers and saws with a swinging dick is not recommended. After two hours Sandy was getting quite pissed and I realized that this wouldn’t work out. So we agreed No Granny Panties, No underwear at all if possible, and naked as much as possible. With that compromise we got a long much better.

With all of the dry wall up, and screwed in place, I started to mud and float, a wonderfully messy job. With only shorts on, Sans underwear, I was caked in drywall mud and dust internet casino from my now totally gray hair to my gray shoes. I got the whole room first and second coated by the end of the day. I came down stairs and was going to sit down in the living room, when I heard a screech.

“Get the fuck off my couch!”

I was literally dragged outside, made to strip and was hosed down like a horney ape. (pretty close approximation actually). After I got dried off, and still in my birthday suit, I was ready to go to work on Sandy, but once I smelled dinner, it wasn’t a tough choice Stomach or Dick. This time Stomach won. I pulled on a new pair of light cotton shorts and a tee shirt, and went to the kitchen.

Sandy was a wonderful cook, and had Pork Chops, Cheesey Potatoes and a Salad ready on the table. I got us a couple of Beers, and we dug in. I asked her if she wanted to talk about the weekend.

Sandy said: “Listen I know we have done some weird sexual stuff that I never thought I would do, hell I didn’t know you could do, but it has been incredible. I admit I have cum more times in the last two days than during my entire marriage. Sex was always something a wife does for her husband, and while I loved Todd and he loved me, making sure I had orgasms was not a high priority.”

I told her: “My marriage was very much the same, I hate to admit. I was afraid to try half the stuff we have done so far, and even as honeymooners I never came 4 times in one day. I have to say that I am loving every minute of it and want to continue to please you, and experiment with all of the things I have read or heard of, but was afraid to. Are you OK with that?” Sandy was kind of quiet, then said: “I am. I feel I am just learning again, the so many ways to feel good.”

“Well if we find we don’t like something we just say so, and we won’t do it again, but until then we just keep trying new things.”

We finished dinner and cleaned up the dishes together, which I found out was new for Sandy. It sounds like Todd never helped in the kitchen. That was going to change, since I had been alone for a long time, I was a good cook and I liked to spend time with her, even if it was doing dishes.

When we finished cleaning the kitchen, I surprised Sandy by picking her up, and like newlyweds carried her back into her bedroom, to the same bed Sandy had shared with Todd for about 20 years. We slowly undressed each other and we slipped under the sheet. Having cum several times already, I knew it was going to be a bit before I could go again, and frankly Sandy was pretty worn out also. We just talked for a while, discussing what we wanted to do, to the house, for the rest of the weekend, and following weekends.

After both of us being alone for so long we took great comfort and relief in each other’s bodies. We just cuddled, holding each other’s naked body, me softly caressing her breasts, her hand resting on my stomach, her other stroking my soft dick. It wasn’t long before she got me hard again, but I didn’t want to rush anything. I moved my hand through her freshly shaved mound, and slid a finger along her moistening labia, spreading her lips and the leaking fluid until she was very slick.

I climbed on top of her and slowly entered her channel as she wrapped her legs around my thighs. We kissed deep and often, looking into each other’s eyes, knowing that not all sex has to be weird or unusual. I slowly moved in and out of her as we just looked at each other, feeling a deep connection that had been missing from our lives for a long time.

This time it wasn’t just fucking it was making love. After a long time and several orgasms for Sandy, I quicken my pace. She wanting me to finish, to cum in her. I used up the last of my strength, pistoning in and out, until I came with a back arching cum.

As we came down, I rolled to my right but still holding on to her, closed my eyes, and fell asleep with a smile on my face.

End of Day 2.

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