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John, my steady squeeze Frat President, from last school year is back in town and stopped in at the store today to say hi. I told him about the house we are renting and invited him to come by this evening.

He has a smaller man tool than most of the guys I have been with this summer, but man does he know how to use what he’s got. In addition, he has great staying power after his first ejaculation. John is 5″ long and about as big around as a quarter. He slides in with no effort and hits all the right spots just inside my vagina. He is comfortable to fuck.

I take a shower and enema, shave my legs and pits and trim my pubes before slipping into a see through teddy. John arrives just as I am checking my hair and face.

“Wow! The summer was good to you. Sally, you are even more beautiful than you were when I went home in May.”

“Thank you John, you look really good also.”

We reach out to each other and begin kissing.

John pulled out a baggie and papers and began to roll a joint. “This Beylikdüzü Escort is really good weed I brought back with me. Would you like a hit?”

“Of course. You know that weed makes me really horny.”

“That’s what I’m counting on.”

John took a big hit, sealed my mouth with his and exhaled into my mouth as I breathed in. Then we just passed the joint back and forth until it was nothing but ashes.

We locked lips again and John began exploring my breasts under my teddy. I grabbed the hem with both hands and threw it to the side. Just like that I was standing naked in his arms. I took him by the hand and said, “Let’s take this to the bedroom,” as we walked down the hall.

He began to unfasten his belt and I said, “No. Let me do that.” I stripped him slowly and as his erect penis popped out of his boxers, I took it into my mouth. One nice thing about a small dick is that I can take in the whole thing and then play with it using my mouth and tongue. I sucked up the Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan pre-cum dripping from his slit and continued to suck and tease his cock until he shot his cum deep in my throat. I swallowed and said, “Now that the first one is out of the way you will be able to last forever.”

“Maybe not forever, but I plan to give you a really good loving.”

He laid me on the bed with a pillow under my fanny like he knows I like it, and mounted me missionary style. I wrapped my legs around him to hold him close and we began thrusting together.

After ten minutes of loving sex we rearranged ourselves to my sitting on him cowgirl and him playing with my breasts and erect nipples. In this position I can control the angle and kept rubbing his erect cock on my G spot until I came. As I was cumming, he pulled me down onto his chest and reached behind me to finger my rosebud.

We move again, this time into a reverse cowgirl. In this position he can reach both my Escort Beylikdüzü breasts and my clit. He moistens his finger in my love honey and begins circling my clit. Then he gently flicks it and circles some more. He pulls me back onto his chest and his cock rubs almost continually on my G spot. I cum again.

We move into a doggy position with my ass in the air and my head on the pillow.

John begins to bang into me like there was no tomorrow, slap – slap, squish – squish . . . He begins to swell and I say, “Fill me up, John. Fill me up.”

Three more pumps and I can feel his cum coating the inside of my vagina. It feels so warm.

We lay together until he shrinks and slips out and without any words being spoken, move to the shower where we clean each other and play some touchy – feely.

After drying each other off, we return to the bed and cuddle and talk until we fall asleep in each other’s arms.

During the night I woke with John stroking my breast, he was already hard so we had a quick love session and went back to sleep.

John woke with a woody that we took care of before I had to shower and go to work. I left John sleeping in my bed with a smile on his face.

I had a great day at work with the feeling of John’s morning cum moving around in my vagina as I waited on customers.

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Richard surveyed the misty grey scene from his front door. There was nothing worse than trying to get the enthusiasm to go to work when the weather was dismal, apart maybe from having to walk the two miles of course. He toyed with the idea of taking the bus. But no, walking to and from work each day had certainly shifted the excess weight that sitting in front of a computer for 8 hours a day had brought him. It wasn’t as if there were torrential downpours anyway, and he did have an umbrella to arm himself with.

He set off. What he hadn’t counted on was how windy it would be once he left the shelter of the hill. The rain might have been light but it was swept up and swirled all around him as he battled onwards. The umbrella was of no use since the rain was coming from all directions. He just tucked his collar up as high as he could, hunched himself over, stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked on.

He’d of been wet enough without some thoughtless bastard steaming as hard as he could through a large puddle at the edge of the road as he approached the first roundabout. The guy didn’t even stop to apologise.

He was also fairly sure that he recognised some of the cars that passed him as those that he’d see every day in the car park. He was wearing an overcoat issued by his company, so people could hardly pretend that they’d not noticed him as they cruised by in carpeted warmth.

Richard was still cursing anyone he could think of when a fairly battered Rover pulled up alongside. A large Mercedes howled in indignation as its owner couldn’t be bothered to wait 15 seconds and pulled to the other side of the road to overtake.

Richard jogged to the car, and pulled open the passenger door.

“I think you could do with a lift.”

He was forced to push the lank hair out of his eyes to work out who it was. It was Alice, from the accounts department. He scrambled in before any more cars could complain, and Alice pulled away.

“A bit wet today,” she said. Anyone else he’d have given a sarcastic reply to, but Alice was always full of fun when he visited the accounts section, so he merely nodded. She had the heaters on full blast to demist the windscreen, and he began to swelter under his coat.

“Lucky you’re not a girl,” she laughed as he freed himself from it, “I can see your nipples!”

He reddened as he surveyed himself to find that he was literally soaked right through. “I’m sorry, I must be getting your seat damp.”

“Not the first time honey,” she laughed back. “Let’s hope it stops raining before we have to walk across the site, otherwise I’ll be in the same boat as you.”

“No one would get any work done,” he told her.

He glanced over. Alice was in her mid thirties, but still slim and she was always armed with engaging smile for everyone. That day she was wearing the cream blouse that was slightly too tight and you could make out the lacy pattern of her bra beneath if you looked hard enough. She always wore it with a navy blue skirt and black stockings.

They pulled up in the works car park a few minutes later. The rain was easing off, which was lucky considering they had a half-mile walk across Mersin Escort the plant site. Alice scrabbled around for something out of the boot before she locked up and they started walking.

“Here, you might need this. It’s my gym towel.” She handed him a fairly small white towel.

“Lucky I have my own office,” he told her, “I’m that wet I’ll have to sit around in this for ages. I couldn’t do that in the accounts section.”

“I wouldn’t mind,” she replied. “You’ve got a lovely backside, and I’d love to see it with just a towel over it.”

Richard looked across at her, but she wasn’t laughing, until he reddened of course. A thought struck him.

“I was going to show you the new accounts package this morning,” he said, “we’d better do that tomorrow, unless you fancy sitting there with me in just my underwear.”

“I wish we could honey, but how would I keep my hands off you?”

He looked at her with hope. Girls in his experience never said that kind of thing to him.

“Calm down Rich, or you’ll have to walk into work hunched over!” Alice said, as she laughed again.

Richard tried to think of a reply, but his cheeks were getting too hot for him to think straight. He could usually banter pretty well with Alice, but all those references to him semi naked in the office with her was causing his brain to tie itself in knots.

He was grateful when they reached the office building, and he was able to hide himself in his office with the door shut tight. Having his own office sounded pretty grand, especially since he was simply an intern. But staff cuts had meant that space was cheap. Even the cleaners had their own office for God’s sake.

He turned the wall heater up to its maximum setting and stripped himself out of his wet clothes. He dried himself off as best he could, and when the towel was completely damp he fastened it around his waist. It was just big enough to go around him, but it did leave a large gap up the side of one leg when he sat down. He found it strangely arousing to be stood almost naked in work. He went red just thinking about someone walking in. Not that anyone ever did. He was just an intern that everyone forgot about till they wanted a document scanned. Even then they’d phone him and get him to come to them.

He calmed down as he ploughed through his emails. Then one arrived from Alice.

“Busy later, how about we do that program run through now?”

“No problem,” he replied, “as long as you don’t mind me sitting here in just your towel!”

That thought perked him up again, but of course, Alice was only doing her usual teasing.

The towel simply wasn’t big enough to stay up properly, so he contented himself with keeping it near to hand whilst he checked his clothes draped around the heater. His heart almost stopped as he heard the door open. He made a grab for the towel as Alice gasped from the doorway. For the first time he saw her go red and that more than made up for all her teasing.

“I thought you were joking,” she said, hand half way to her mouth.

“Can you shut the door, in case someone walks past?”

As Alice turned to shut the door Mersin Escort Bayan Richard made sure he had the towel securely around him, and retreated behind his computer.

“I was right, you do have an nice bum,” Alice told him, some of her composure returned. “Not to mention everything else.”

It was Richard’s turn to go red again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise you thought I was joking.”

“It’s my fault, I should have known you wouldn’t be dry already. We can do this tomorrow.”

She turned to leave. Thank God, said most of Richard. He felt almost sick in the pit his stomach thanks to the rush of the moment.

“We might as well do the run through,” he found himself saying. “You’ve seen me naked anyway, so just a towel won’t be so bad.”

“I guess not,” she replied. Was it his imagination, or was she a bit flustered by the idea? For all her bawdy teasing, had he just managed to call her bluff? But not even the thought of being almost naked next to a good-looking woman could stop him thinking fearful thoughts of the door bursting open.

“Though we’d have a problem if my boss came in,” he told her. Was that relief in her face?

“We could just pull the corner of the desk in front of the door so it can’t be opened,” she said with a smile. She stepped away from the door, so there was no choice but for him to leave the safety of behind his monitor to move the desk a few inches.

“That towel really is tiny,” Alice told him as she found and pulled a chair up next to his. He was going red again he knew. Perhaps this hadn’t been such a good idea after all. He had to walk behind her to get back to his desk so he had the opportunity to arrange things so it wasn’t so obvious how turned on about the whole situation he was.

Alice was certainly having a good laugh at his expense, and he cursed himself for ever trying to take her on.

“It’s hot in her, I’ll stick the fan on,” she told him. He took his seat next to her. The edges of the towel were facing her, and he was uncomfortably aware of the breeze from the fan on his thigh.

“Shall we begin?” she asked.

“Sure, I…uh.” He looked around, trying to focus his thoughts. At the other end of his desk was a stack of printouts of slides about the new system. Without thinking he stood up to reach for them. The towel was pretty tightly tucked around him, but it must have caught on something. With horror he felt it slipping away.

He brought the printouts down to cover himself whilst he cast about with his other hand for the towel.

“That really is a nice bum.”

He sat down quickly.

“Are those printouts for me?”

Mutely Richard nodded.

“May I have them?”

He shook his head. She pouted at him. He hadn’t dared look Alice in the face ever since she’d walked in on him, but now he had to. Her cheeks were flushed, and were her eyes larger than normal?

“Give them to me,” she told him. She was rubbing her legs together too, and that meant her skirt had begun to ride up her thighs. The thought of her stocking tops ended his resistance.

“You have a lovely body,” she told him breathlessly. “Stand up for Escort Mersin me.”

He looked down at himself as he did so. He’d never thought of himself as having a nice body, but she was certainly taken with

it.

“Touch yourself for me.”

His hand was only inches from her face and he almost bucked himself into her face at the sudden sensation. She moaned slightly.

“More, make yourself come for me…”

He began to do so, trying to make every stroke count and stick in his memory. She ran her hands over her breasts, down her stomach and past her legs. Jesus, she was turned on by him!

“Let me come over your breasts,” he told her.

She hesitated at this, but the site of him naked and masturbating just inches from her face made her start unbuttoning her blouse. She barely took her eyes from his hand wrapped around his cock as she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts weren’t large, but they were full and round, with beautiful looking hard pink nipples.

“Just a second, I don’t want to come back with any stains,” she said.

As she stood up and removed her skirt she and Richard were just centimetres from each other’s bodies. His strained for hers, even more so when she was stood there in just her black stockings and white lacy knickers.

She sat back down and watched with rapture as Richard performed for her. She pulled him close so that she could have taken him inside her mouth if she’d wished. She started to grind herself against his leg, and it was the wetness he felt that made him explode over her breasts.

“Jesus,” she said. Then she said no more as she pulled his left hand down between her legs. He moved behind her, and for the first time felt the warm flesh of a woman pressed up tight against him. Her pussy was shaved, and so wet that he finger was inside of her before he realised. He found her right breast with his free hand, and squeezed.

Alice moaned as she bucked beneath him, and then he felt her shudder, and collapse back on to the chair. They both just lay against each other, panting.

“Jesus,” she said again, startling Richard out of his pleasant haze. “Jesus, we’re in work for fuck’s sake.” She pushed him off her, and then kept one hand over her breasts as she grabbed for the box of tissues on his desk.

She was suddenly bashful, and retreated to the other side of the desk to dress.

“Do you have to?” she told him as he stared at her chest.

“But we were just-“ he began.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” she cut him off. “Jesus, I’m married, and we’re in work.” As soon as she was dressed she was out the door, leaving Richard confused.

What the hell had happened? She’d enjoyed herself, but when it was over she couldn’t wait to leave. His father was right. Women were another race.

His clothes had dried, and he dressed quickly after cleaning himself up. Not to worry, he was almost a man!

It was next to impossible to sit back down and try and get on with some work. He’d start with reading emails; that would be easy.

There was a new one from Alice.

“Sorry about that honey,” it read. “Sorry I had to dash. The walk through was great! I’m not sure I got it fully though. Do you have time to take me through it again tomorrow?”

He shook his head as he hit the reply button. Women really were another species. Still, it looked like he was going to have lots of fun finding out just how different.

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I met her on line months before. We had just sort of “bumped” into one another on a hiking site. I saw her posting often about this trail or that one, always interested in the way she talked about the trees and woods. The site we went too had soon opened a chat-room and we both seemed to quickly become regulars. It wasn’t very long and chatting had become our obsession as we slowly got to know each other. We had went through all the stages, first just being playful with our common interest, w easily went to a little cyber-sex finally exchanging phone numbers and having a phone sex a few times. It was different, getting to know some one in such a distant way. And now, we had decided to meet up.

I went to the airport where she would be flying in. I glancing at the arrival monitors as I walked in. It said her flight was delayed; I had gotten to the airport over an hour before her flight was scheduled to arrive, and now she was going to be even later. Should I go have a quick drink to help pass the time? No I wanted to have a perfectly clear mind and body when I met her.

This was crazy, I told myself; sure, we had chatted and talked but this was different. But then again I knew so much about her. She loved to tempt men but ended up alone on her trips through the woods. She had the tendency to think of herself as slutty. She liked to talk dirty as I had quickly learned. Who was I to complain about that? She loved to talk about shaving her body of all hair. She also talked about how much she loved to go down on men and give long deep blow jobs.

Then I received the E-mail of her telling me she planned to be on my side of the country. Could we get together?

I stared at the screen for a long while. Could we get together? It was the stuff men dream of on the Net, wasn’t it? It seems every guy is out here looking for a woman, but what do you do when you finally catch one?

As the second or two passed by, I wrote back and said I’d love to meet her.

Now here I was, waiting at the airport for a flight that was over an hour late. We had never exchanged photographs, so I had very little idea of what she looked like. She had told me what she’d be wearing, and I knew I could stand in the crowd and make an assessment of her looks before revealing myself. If she was a real dog, I could simply sneak away unobserved. But damn, I was too nice for that and would stick around regardless, I decided. Besides, we had revealed so much of ourselves to each other in correspondence that we had become friends. I couldn’t leave a friend, even an ugly friend, stranded in an airport away from home.

After my wait, the plane was at the gate and passengers were arriving–some running joyfully into the arms of waiting loved ones, others trudging slowly, not even looking around.

Then I saw her.

The dress she had described was there in all its stunning color. A red floral tank and it snuggled right up to her round bosom like she had pasted it there. She was a small woman with long dark hair and olive skin, and she was struggling under the weight of two large carry-ons. I stepped into her path. “Hello Devon”, I said.

“You’re here!” she shrieked. She dropped the second bag and threw her arms around my neck, clinging to me. I bent down to kiss her cheek, but she turned her head and our lips met, gently at first, then harder, lingering for a few seconds. Her lips parted slightly and I felt the quick flick of her tongue. I smiled at her as I picked up her other bag.

“This is all I brought,” she said. “I usually travel pretty light.” I had to back away and take her all in. Man was I really the lucky guy meeting up with the beauty. She stood on her toes and pecked me on the lips again and I couldn’t stop my grin.

I picked up her bags and she followed me to the doors. We walked through the early summer’s heat to my car. I opened her door for her my eyes never leaving hers. She flashed me a quick smile as she got in.

I unlocked my door and got in. She was still smiling. “Here we are,” she said, brightly. “Now what?”

“Are you hungry?” I asked.

“Well, they gave me plenty of peanuts on the plane,” she said,” but I’m still starving–but not for regular food. Could I get another kiss? I liked the first one.” She said all this as one long sentence, her nervousness showing. I obliged her with a kiss leaning into her.

Suddenly she was locked to me, and her hands stroked my face, my chest, and then moved down to my hardening crotch. “I just love a man with a nice hard-on,” she breathed, squeezing me gently. “Where are you going to take me?”

Trying to pull myself back together I said, “It’s a surprise, but one I know you will like” I said grinning at her mysteriously. We left Beylikdüzü Escort the parking lot and entered the interstate going north.

We passed the twenty minute ride with small talk of hiking and all things we had talked about hundreds of times before. We kept shooting sidelong glances at each other, sizing each other up. Once our eyes met and we laughed, breaking the tension somewhat. We exited the interstate and turned onto a two-lane road leading into the woods. The countryside had quickly changed from urban to suburban to rural, and now we were surrounded by tall, quiet woods as we moved away from civilization.

We drove in silence for another fifteen minutes, finally turning onto a rutted dirt road leading further into the forest. We arrived at a small clearing near a lake and I stopped the car, smiling at her. “Here’s the spot,” I said, brightly. “Nicest place in the state!” She hesitated a moment before opening her door and stepping out.

I took her hand and we began walking along a winding path, our footsteps muffled by scatterings of falling leaves. Finally we emerged from a dark path into a small sunlit clearing. We stood at the edge, listening to the soft sound of wind moving through the whispering trees. I glanced at her, and we stepped into the clearing.

I spread a blanket in the dappled shade under the trees and we sat cross-legged together on the grass, our gazes kept locking together and small smiles were there at all times.

The moment was too much, we reached for each other, locked lip to lip feeling the flaming passion within each other. We pressed our bodies together and they seemed to mold as putty to one. Our tongues probed each others mouths and she began to make small mewing noises in her throat. She pressed her pelvis further against me and I cupped her buttocks with my hands and pulled her so she was against my now strained crotch.

After a long while of teenager lustful kissing and groping we broke apart, panting. I reached for the basket I had brought along and removed a bottle of wine. I could barely work my hands to remove the cork. Finally it broke free and I poured two glasses. She accepted hers with a smile, as she gazed at me longingly through her dark lashes. “You’re quite a surprise,” she said. “I’ve always been the instigator and sexual one all these months, and now, here we are with you making all the right moves”.

She raised her glass to me and gave me the most blood thinning little wink. We drank for what seemed like hours but were mere moments. We both would look at each other then away as we took in the beauty of the overhanging trees surrounding us. Finally, it could no longer be contained and we came together again.

This time there was a sense of urgency, as if our lives depended on being as close to one another as possible. The taste of wine on her tongue was nothing beyond magical. Then I felt her hands take on a path of there own and I felt them squeeze between us clawing for a grip on my belt. I released her slightly to give her soft hands room to work. She unclasped the belt and her hand did not pause for a second as it reached down into my tightened pants. We released our kiss just as she gripped my hot throbbing member. She smiled back at me; it was a lust filled grin with only one thing on its mind.

She pushed me backwards and I happily landed on my back. She tugged my pants and boxers down in one swift movement with the power of an angry bear. My member popped out fully erect and flopped down as if hiding itself from the sunlight it now saw. She didn’t even give it a moment and her mouth was on me. She stopped right at the head of my cock and flicked her tongue out to taste the glistening drop of pre-cum that was tipping there.

I shuddered as she took the entire length of my cock all at once. Her lips hit my pubic hair in with such quickness and I could feel her tongue busy against my shaft. I let out an uncontrollable moan as she moved her lips up the length, sucking hard, only to stop as her soft lips reached the sensitive head.

Now I’ve had my share of blowjobs over my years but this had already made me feel like it had never been done right. Whether it was the way she used her full lips to caress the head of my cock, or her rhythm, or the sound she made in the back of her throat as she took all of me, I can’t say. All I know is that I was close to praising Allah, God or Satan, if she would just promise not to stop. I didn’t want it to end.

Her mouth kept moving rhythmically up and down my shaft, ever coaxing me to greater pleasure and teasing my semen to come out and play. Her fingers had reached down to toy with my clinching sack. She began by caressing them, then squeezing Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan them gently, stroking as if they were her favorite pet. One of her fingers began light strokes of the sensitive skin between testicles and anus, but never once did her mouth lose its magical rhythmic suction.

I knew my time was getting near as my entire body was already fighting me wanting to thrust again and again into her wet mouth. Just then she gripped my balls with the force of a hammer and stopped her sucking just at my head. My first thoughts were of a huge letdown but it was not too be. She suddenly released my sack and took me all in her mouth quickly bobbing her head up and down. That had done it, I warned her and I was wracked with the most blissful, goose-bump filled orgasm I had ever experienced. She kept sucking at me gently, greedily devouring every drop I could give; she was lunching on me as though as starving woman in heat.

As the pulsing slowed, then stopped, she backed off her sucking and let my softening member with an audible plop. She smiled up at me and took her finger and wiped at the one missed drop on her lower lip. Devon looked at the substance on her finger. She then closed her eyes as she curled her tongue around it, sucking it in as if it were good chocolate.

She lies down beside me and put her head on my chest while she reached down with her hand and took loving hold of my half erect penis. I started to say something, but she put a finger to my lips and said “lets let it rest a while we are just beginning. She seemed to have all the time in the world for this, and I was not going anywhere.

As we lay there, basking in the breeze coming through the woods, she talked to me like an old friend. I just lie there unable to say anything at that moment. She stopped talking and smiled up at me with a look that said satisfaction. Gazing at me through her lashes shadowing her soft green eyes she moved upward. She pulled her body against mine and kissed me deeply. I tasted my own semen on her lips and tongue as she shared the leftover fruits of our shared pleasure.

I lie naked on the blanket, feeling the warm summer’s breeze as it dried the light sweat glistening on my skin. I reached for the wine bottle and silently filled our glasses. I hoisted mine to her, smiling. “That was unbelievable,” I said, truthfully. “Where did you learn that?”

She smiled at me, proudly. “I guess it’s just a gift,” she said. “I’ve always known how to treat the little man just right”.

She grasped me again, and I could feel blood rushing to the organ. I had wondered how long it would take me to recover from that last orgasm. She began to stroke me, first gently, more firmly, squeezing the shaft. To my amazement, I felt myself grow erect again. She grinned at me in satisfaction. “Mind if I suck you again?”

“Help yourself,” I replied, shrugging.

At once her lips were on me again, but this time I knew she’d have more time to spend before I came. She knew it, too, and she moved her hot, wet mouth rapidly up and down my tender cock, more forcefully than before, taking me just to the threshold of pain, where the most intense pleasure lives.

That is when I pulled her away; as much as I would have loved to cum in her moist mouth once again I was eager to share a little pleasure. I rolled on my side as she reclined on one elbow to look at me. I began to pull her dress over her head ever so slow; never letting my eyes leave hers. I could fall into those eyes and be lost forever, I kept thinking. I unsnapped her bra and freed her breasts. I looked down and they were wonderful, smooth soft skin with dark nipples standing slightly at attention as if begging in need. However, I could see in her eyes that she was not in the mood to be played with. She was ready to have those hot nights of our chats fulfilled. I quickly released her from her panties so we were both like animals in the woods. She hooked one leg over my hip and pulled me closer to her.

Idly, I stroked first one large nipple, then the other, feeling them grow harder under my fingers. She sucked in her breath through clenched teeth as I touched her. She tried pulling my body even closer to her. I cupped one soft ass cheek with my hand and her hips began to move rhythmically. I pushed her onto her back. She didn’t resist, staring at me through half-closed cavernous eyes. I began to move down. Her legs were slightly parted, and her prominent, swollen lips were deep pink from arousal. Gently I pushed her legs further apart, so that her mound was completely exposed to me.

I brought my face down to her belly, kissing the soft skin, moving slowly down to the joining of thigh and belly. I Escort Beylikdüzü traced the warm, moist skin with the tip of my tongue, hearing her breathing increase its tempo, smelling her arousal. Her musky sent took away the woods that surrounded me and I was truly a soul lost.

Her small clit was beginning to emerge from its hood, and I traced the outline of her full outer lips with the tip of my tongue. She had told me once in a conversation how her pussy was very small and tight, and now I could see what she meant. As I pressed one finger into her gently, then another, feeling how wet and slippery she was, I knew that when I had my chance to be in her it would be wonderful. As my tongue explored the entrance to her and my fingers probed inside, her hips began to undulate from side to side. I brought my mouth to her wet pussy and was rewarded by hearing her sharp intake of breath. I put my hands under her cheeks to bring her wetness to my mouth.

The juices of her arousal flowed freely, filling my mouth, coating my face. I sucked at her slit, taking first one swollen lip, then another between my lips, sucking, nibbling.

I took her firm clit between my lips, sucking at it gently, and then flicking at its tip with my tongue. She was making inarticulate, growling sounds from somewhere deep in her throat. I pushed my index finger into her slippery canal, turning my palm upward, probing for her elusive, sensitive g-spot. Her sudden squeal told me I had reached it. I stroked the spot gently with the tip of my forefinger her hard clit rolling under my thumb. The growling sounds she made grew louder and deeper, as if we had been transported millions of years into the past and were carrying the weight of creating an entire race as we lay coupled in that warm sunlight.

She cried out over and over again, calling out my name, singing a passionate scale from guttural growl to impassioned shriek. I don’t know how many times she came–maybe she doesn’t know, but it was repetitious. After a long while, her sounds began to quiet down, until finally she was limp, her breasts heaving.

I on the other hand was anything but limp and I rolled over so my body full length was against her spooning, my hard member just feeling the warm moisture that was on her cheeks. She was quick to respond and made just the smallest move and I slipped up and right in side her. The head slipped in and she made a small noise of pleasure. I reached over and placed my hand on her hip and pulled myself all the way up into her warmth. Her hips wriggled from side to side in their own dance of desire.

It was as though she was reaching out to draw me into her body. I could feel her tightness as her strong muscles grasped my shaft. I began to move slowly in and out of her, the full length of my cock throbbing with excitement. With each stroke I could feel her pussy contracting rhythmically around me. Each long stroke I would withdraw just too where her pussy was tightening around the sensitive spot where shaft joins head. Then I would plunge deeply into her until there was no more to give.

Each time I stroked into her amazing tightness, she let out a short, animal like sound of feral pleasure. I plunged in and out of her faster and faster, now eager to shoot yet another load of semen deep into her, where it belonged.

We were becoming one with the woods, Animals that belonged.

I was breathing harder now, and I moved into her faster and faster. My balls were now bouncing against her with each new stroke. Our mingled cries were the sounds of two mindless, prehistoric beasts rutting in this deserted woods.

Suddenly, seemingly without warning, we climaxed simultaneously and loudly. She began to shake and rock back onto me. I rolled off the blanket, never letting her body leave mine. I felt small twigs and grass on my naked, sweaty skin. I clutched her slick body to mine. I could feel her muscles tighten their grip on my member seemingly milking it of its fluid. As I continued to thrust through the shaking I could feel the semen begin to run down her cheeks. Becoming quickly overtaken, she fell back onto me and let out a deep sigh.

My soft penis was released from her spent hole, followed by the milky flow of my semen mixed with her tasty juices. I brought my fingers to her tender slippery lower lips, scooping up the creamy fluid, bringing it first to her lips, then to mine. We kissed deeply.

The light was fading, casting long shadows through the trees. The afternoon’s warm breeze was turning chilly. We finished the wine for warmth, but soon even that was no protection against the cool evening.

Reluctantly, silently, we dressed, picked up our blanket and the remains of our picnic. We held hands as we walked down the gentle slope to the car.

I opened the passenger door for her, but she stood there for a long moment, looking up at me. Suddenly she was in my arms again, kissing me deeply, desperately. I stroked her cheek gently thinking of how this was just the beginning of a very long weekend.

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My family sleeps while I twist and turn in my bed. I am so horny i can barely take a full breath. My hormones are making me unbearably aroused but I lie here, next to my partner, frustrated and aching. It has been so long since my wife fucked me that I am growing desperate. Lesbian bed death seems pretty real after 6 months of celibacy and I have to find relief.

I keep looking at Craigslist and am so close to hitting reply on a few ads, especially on the one asking for a large breasted woman who wants to be suckled and have her tits pulled on for hours, her cunt serviced well. My aching, empty pussy and neglected ripe nipples need this attention. Would he have a big veiny dick? I haven’t had a man inside me for 20 years. I miss seeing a penis. I want to be thrust into by a real fleshy dick. I want a man to grab my long white blonde hair and yank me around. I want strong, hairy legs to weigh me down as he pumps into me, dominating me, not sweet caresses or soft whispers. I want salty sweat to fall on my face and huge hands to squeeze my ass, pull my voluptuous Beylikdüzü Escort hips higher. Fuck me fantasy man before i lose my mind.

My cunt is gushing, it begs for rough hands, a hard dick, and warm semen squirting. I want him to grind hard against me until I can’t breathe and every exhale is a gasp for more. I want to scratch him as he fucks me, I want to bite him as he drills into me, I want to wrap my feet around his waist and demand that he tweaks my clit. Ride me hard enough that I can forget I am cheating, that I took vows. Fuck me until all I can do is scream in frenzied agony, pleasure and semen, earthquakes shaking my legs, cramping my toes. Eat me out and scratch up my thighs with a bristly goatee. Leave my breasts swollen, full, heavy after the hot mouth, the hard pulls; force my nipples to be distended further than they’ve been in years, reaching for this man’s hairy warm mouth, raw. My pussy, make it stay throbbing and sore, to leave me grinning through sloppy kisses and shattering orgasms.

My frantic fingers Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan thrust desperately into me, fucking me while the fantasy man slides his dick along my hard clit. I finally cry out, a small, pulsing climax rolling through me. I pull my wet, sticky fingers from my cunt and turn to my sleeping wife. She does not know I fucked myself next to her, dreaming of my huge dicked craigslist man. For now, he stays a fantasy, but deep down, my pussy still has a hollow, hungry feel and I know I am almost ready for that big dick, wet mouth, and hard fucking.

Once my breathing returns to normal, my wife turns toward me and asks, ‘do you feel better now?’ Seriously? Do I feel better that I had to create a fantasy fuck to find a release while my life partner, the woman I pledged my life to, decided to fake sleep rather than grab one of my aching nipples and suck it in her moist mouth? While my pussy pulsed with need, spasmed under my own hand, her fingers wearing my ring refused to enter me? My cum on my fingers alone rather Escort Beylikdüzü than coating her tongue?

I stare at her wordlessly, knowing that to open my mouth would be to scream or cry. She simply shrugs a shoulder, turns on her side away from me, and proceeds to perhaps another fake sleep. If she’d gotten off listening to my hushed cries, the sheets rustling around my hips and fevered hands, I’d have been elated and willing to feed her this way whenever possible. She didn’t enjoy it at all.

As i stared at her old stained t-shirt covered back, I slowly lifted my phone to my pillow and answered that ad I couldn’t stop thinking about. I might not be able to find pleasure with her but I damed sure can find someone else to fuck me forwards and backwards. The next time I fuck myself in my marital bed while my wife ‘sleeps’, I will have a real memory to make me wet, a tangible smell of man sweat and semen to heat me up more, a traceable line another’s tongue laved upon my skin. I will remember the dick that left me red and swollen for days unbeknownst to my wife.

I hit reply and within 2 minutes receive a reply. Fucking a stranger, my future pleasure within reach. Before these breasts grow too old to even ache for a hard suckling, I will have sex again. Marriage, three mortgages, kids, I’ll keep it, but life will happen on the side. Sweet dreams wife.

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“You were right you know.” She told him when he returned from dropping her husband off at the airport. “I do fancy a bit of that sexy chubby wee thing you fucked the day of the party.”

“I knew it.” he said smiling. “You had that look in your eye.”

“Was it that obvious?”

“You looked as if you could already taste her pussy.” He told her.

“Was it a nice one?” she asked.

“Fuck yes!” he replied, his mind wandering back to him tasting and fucking it.

“What if I set it up for the three of us to have a bit of fun together?”

“Sounds good.” He said, picturing her licking that chubby pussy, maybe as he fucked her from behind. Shit, he was making himself hard.

“Let me see if I can set it up. Meantime, you go upstairs and get comfortable. I have plans for that big cock of yours.” She told him.

He climbed the stairs, stripped off and climbed into her bed to wait. Already half erect, he couldn’t get the images of that delicious chubby body out of his mind. He was sorely tempted to stroke himself but decided against it. His employer was a very demanding woman and would want every bit of his endurance.

“Hello?” sounded the voice at the end of the phone line.

“Hello dear. It’s me. I was thinking of having a little fun with my driver tomorrow and wondered if you would care to join us?”

“What, the three of us together?” She was a bit hesitant about being with another woman, but the thought of being fucked by the driver again had her tingling between the legs.

“Yes, what do you think?”

“Um, er, ok. What time?” Oh fuck it she thought. In for a penny, it might be fun.

“Let’s say around two. Is that okay?”

“That’ll be fine.”

“Good, I’ll send him to pick you up. See you then.”

The woman on the other end of the line was breathing heavy, her pussy becoming wet by the time she hung up the phone. The thought of that big cock back inside her had her pussy throbbing. Even the thought of having sex with his female boss had her intrigued and slightly aroused. Alone in the house, she made straight for the bedroom. Lying on the bed, she pulled her panties down and opened her legs. With the thought of him between her legs thrusting inside her, she began stroking her wet aching pussy. Oh fuck she moaned, rubbing hard at her aroused clit, the fingers of her free hand pushed up inside her. Fuck me she cried, pushing her fingers in hard and frantically rubbing herself. With a loud groan she came, her hips bucking up against her hands and her legs opening and closing, trapping them between her thighs. As she lay panting on the bed, she wondered how many more times she would make herself cum waiting for tomorrow to arrive.

“It’s all arranged.” She told him as she entered the bedroom, shedding her clothes as she walked towards the bed. As she reached the edge, he pulled aside the covers for her and she climbed in, her hand going immediately to his engorged member.

“Are you excited about fucking two nice pussies?” she asked, stroking his cock slowly. He didn’t need to answer; as soon as she had put the image in his mind his cock had gone rigid in her grasp. Aroused, his mouth went to her breast and his hand slid between her legs. Sucking her hard nipple, his fingers parted her wet pussy lips to get to the already aroused swampy cunt between them. His finger slid into her flooded opening and then dragged her wetness up and over her hard throbbing clit. Starting to moan with pleasure, her hand on his cock pulled faster with her growing excitement. Abandoning her clit, he pushed two fingers up inside her, fucking her hard and fast with them.

“Oh fuck!” she moaned, gripping his cock tight as his fingers aroused her insides making her want to cum badly. Incited by her moans, he thrust them into her even faster and harder.

Fuck me! Stick your cock in me! She yelled, desperate, needing to cum. He pushed her onto her back, forced her legs wide and climbed between them. Guiding his cock with his hand, he pushed his hard cock inside her.

“Oh yes!” she cried out, drawing her legs up and stretching them wide as he pushed deep into her wet aching cunt.

“Fuck me!” she panted as he thrust hard between her legs, driving himself into her, his thick shaft glistening with her wetness sliding in and out between her parted lips.

“Oh God, I’m going to cum.” she cried out. So was he, his straining cock rubbing inside her had him on the edge. Frantically he fucked her, ramming himself against her pussy, every inch of him buried in her cunt.

“Oh God!” she cried, her whole body quivering and her pussy squirting hard as she came. With a roar; cum rushed from his balls and he froze inside her, his jerking cock pumping out thick squirts of his cum deep inside her belly. He lay on top of her, both of them panting, his cock softening inside her. The mood had been set for the rest of the afternoon and she was not letting him out of her grasp until she had sated the hungry beast between her legs.

“You look very attractive today.” He Ordu Escort said to her, dressed in his suit, holding the rear door of the car open.

“Thank you.” She said, a little uncomfortably as she climbed into the back of the limo, careful not to look at the crotch that had her so aroused. Even as she sat in the back seat she was wet. He climbed into the driver’s seat and they set off.

“Looking forward to the afternoon?” he asked as they drove.

“Sort of.” She replied nervously. She had never had a threesome. Her husband had always kept her for himself. She didn’t know what to expect.

“You look a bit tense.” He said, looking at her through the rear vision mirror.

“I am a bit. I’ve never done this before.” She told him.

“I can cure that.”

“I wish you would.” She said.

Spotting a deserted layby, he pulled off the rod. Turning off the limo, he got out of the car and walked to the back door. Opening it, he climbed in beside her, closing the door behind him. Before she could speak, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his long cock. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. As she started at his thickening shaft, he reached across and slid his hand under her skirt and down inside the front of her panties. Excited, she took his cock in her hand. It was so fucking thick and heavy in herb grasp. He legs parted for his hand and his fingers were soon inside her pussy lips exploring the wetness between them. She moaned aloud when he found her clit, her hand starting to move along his cock. Slowly, he rubbed her clit with his fingertip, stroking and rolling it until she was writhing in the seat aroused and ready to cum.

“Oh fuck.” she moaned when he touched her flooded opening, rubbing it before returning once again to her had throbbing clit.

“You want to cum don’t you.” He told her, stroking her pussy.

“Yessss.” She moaned, her chest heaving and pulling his cock harder. His fingers rubbed faster. Fuck, her pussy was squirting, drenching his fingers with her wetness.

“Oh God!” she cried out with trembling legs, her hips rising off the seat as she came against his hand. He stroked her gently before removing his hand from her saturated panties. Reluctantly, she let go of his cock and he put it back in his pants and zipped up.

“Is that better?” he asked smiling at her.

“Fuck yes.” She panted, looking very relaxed. “Thank you.”

Back in the driver’s seat, they set off again. Sitting in the back, she was now looking forward to the afternoon. The orgasm that was still jerking her belly had done nothing to quell her cunt’s desire for his hard cock inside it. She sat back amazed at what he did to her. No one had ever soaked her panties like that. In the front seat, he sniffed his fingers. Her scent was all over them. Fuck she smelled good. So good it had precum oozing from the eye of his cock inside his pants. It was going to be a very good afternoon. Fifteen minutes later, they pulled up outside the front door of his employer’s house.

“Come in.” she greeted her with a beaming smile. “I hope you are ready for a fun day.”

“I am.” She replied, omitting to tell her the fun day had already started. They all went into the living room and he poured each of them a drink. As they chatted, both women were openly showing their keenness for his cock by giving him glimpses of the panties between their parted thighs. He noted with satisfaction the dark wet patch on the front of their guest’s pair. He was also receiving little shared secret looks from her that didn’t go unnoticed by his employer.

“What’s with you and her?” she asked him in the kitchen as they prepared nibbles.

“She was looking a bit apprehensive so I gave her a little finger action in the car.” He told her.

“Good job, she looks keen as mustard now.” She said before walking out with a tray of `snacks.

After a few drinks and with wet pussies, the women decided it was time for the fun to start. With great anticipation they followed him to his room. Inside, the TV was on, playing a porno on low volume. On the screen, two men were fucking a woman, one at each end, their cocks in her mouth and pussy. Standing by the bed, they all stripped in silence, both women unable to take their eyes off the thick long cock sticking out half hard in front of him, their wet cunts longing to feel it inside them. Taking their guest by the hand, he laid her on her back on the bed. Attached to each corner was a Velcro tie and together, he and his employer tied her down spread eagled.

“You’ll like this.” He told her reassuringly as he placed a blindfold over her eyes.

“You’re right.” She said tying the last of the woman’s wrists. “She has got a lovely cunt.” Spread eagled, the puffy outer lips were just parted with a hint of the inner ones showing. Between them at the top, the woman’s already aroused clit stood out proud. At the base was her dark wet opening just begging to be licked.

He picked up what looked like a paint brush but was in fact a feather masturbator Ordu Escort Bayan with a triangular shaped feather at one end. Standing by then bed, he brushed the feather around one nipple and then the other, being careful not to touch the nipple itself. She shivered at the touch, unable to see where the next one would come. Slowly, he worked around each nipple and finally stroked each hard one. The feather touched her just below her nose and brushed down over her lips and chin, down her neck and over her stomach stopping just above her pussy. He softly dragged it down one leg and up the other and then softly up the inside of each thigh stopping once again just short of her pussy. She was breathing hard with excitement and anticipation. Across the room watching on , she had her hand between her legs, imagining what the woman on the bed was feeling. The feather brushed across the mound above her pussy, then up each side of it, not touching her lips. Over and over, he lightly stroked around her pussy until she was pushing it up, aching to be touched.

“Oh fuck.” She moaned with the agony of it being so close but not touching her throbbing cunt. As he continued the torture, his boss walked to the bed and bent, licking each of her hard nipples once.

“Oh God!” she cried, aching for some relief. So aroused but unable to reach orgasm. He brushed one stroke of the feather up the middle of her pussy.

“Oh fuck!” she yelled, jolting at the touch, waiting for the next one. He let seconds tick by and then did it again.

“Oh please, make by cunt cum>” she begged, pushing it up hard, trying to tempt them into touching it again. One more stroke up her lips and over her clit.

“Fuck! Fuck!” she sobbed, thrusting up hard, so close to the orgasm that was just out of reach.

Knowing what would please them both, he silently summoned his boss and whispered to her. She slid onto the bed between her legs and started to softly lick her pussy. Her own legs were spread wide giving him a lovely look at her wet parted pussy from behind.

“Oh shit! Oh fuck! Lick me!” she cried with pleasure, the tongue on her pussy rocketing her towards orgasm. The tongue licking her delved deeper between her lips and scraped over her hard clit faster.

“Oh God, Fuck!” she screamed, writhing and shaking violently on the bed, her body wracked by a massive orgasm as her pussy gushed hard into the mouth licking her.

“Oh fuck!” she gasped, trying hard to breathe with her chest heaving and her belly jerking in spasms.

When he took off her blindfold, the first thing she saw was his employer between her legs smiling with her wetness dripping off her chin and her big round breasts dangling in front of her. She was surprised it wasn’t him licking her, but who cared; she really fucking knew how to lick pussy. As she watched, the woman between her legs rose up and straddling her, slid up until she was sat, her ass on her breasts and her pussy just inches from her face, so close she could smell her arousal. At the same time, he released the ankle binds and took her place between the spread legs on the bed. Bending her legs and pushing them wide apart, he guided his cock to her pussy and pushed inside.

“Oh God.” she cried out as his thick hard cock slid deep inside her. Blocked from her sight by the woman sitting on her chest he began to thrust into her wet yearning pussy.

“Oh yes, fuck me!” she moaned, feeling his hardness plumbing the depths of her aching cunt. The woman on top slid forward, pressing her wet pussy to her mouth. Aroused by cock up her cunt and the smell of pussy, she lapped at it hungrily, licking into the wet opening and over the excited hard clit. Both women were now moaning, his boss rubbing her cunt over the others face. The legs either side of him were started to quiver.

“Oh God!” came the cry from the other end of the bed as she came again.

Desperate to cum herself, his boss quickly slid back down the body under her and raised her cunt into the air. With the women locked mouth to mouth, their breasts pressed together, he knelt up and slid his cock into his boss and started fucking her from behind. Ramming against her ass, he drove his cock as deep inside her as he could. From underneath, the lovely chubby reached up and started rubbing her clit. She started to cum pushing back hard onto him, his rigid cock and the rubbing fingers cunt flood and her legs shake. Her squeezing cunt brought on his own numbness and he slammed against her as his cock erupted in her drenched pussy. Still hard, he tore his cock from her contracting cunt and pushed back into the one below it. Consumed with a need to cum again, he feverously thrust into it until he groaned out loud, his cum rushing from his balls for a second time. Slipping out of her his cock spent, he sat back on his haunches and admired his handiwork as the two wet pussies in front of him started to leak cum with every contraction inside them.

“I’m still fucking horny.” Said their guest, reaching down Escort Ordu and slipping a finger in between her puffy outer lips as they lay, sprawled on the bed. Keen for more of her delicious pussy, his boss knelt beside her legs, coaxed them apart and slipped two fingers inside her. Slowly, she started fucking her with them. He watched as her fingers slid in and out of her wet cunt, covered in thick globs of his cum and wetness. Not wanting to be left out, he slid across to the other side and removing the fingers on her clit, replaced them with his own. Both of them started to rub and finger fuck her aching horny cunt and soon she was moaning, stretching her legs wide and pushing her pussy up against their fingers. They both stared at her delightful cunt as they rubbed and fucked her faster; lost in how fucking good it looked.

“Oh my God!” she moaned, her cunt on fire, her orgasm building fast. Caught up in her excitement, they both rubbed and pulled themselves, wanting to cum with her.

“Do my cunt! Fuck me!” she yelled at them, her orgasm so close, desperate to cum.

“Fuck it! Fuck it!” she implored them, squeezing her own nipples, twisting them in total arousal.

“Fucking hell, oh fuck!” Her hips pushed up hard, jerking as her cunt squirted over the fingers inserted in her. Her legs quivered as she thrust up against them up again and again, trying to fuck them, wanting them deep in her cunt. Still pulling his hard cock, he was desperate to cum again. In a frenzy, he looked for the best place to put is cock. Scrambling over the guests legs, he pushed his boss onto her side and thrust his quivering cock inside her. She squealed with pleasure as his thick long manhood took her deeply, fucking her hard. Again and again he rammed his cock into her until, his body shaking with excitement, he pulled out and with a roar of release, squirted his cum all over her pussy. In an instant, the woman on the bed was right there, licking up all his cum and lapping at the pussy it was dripping off. She came again with the warm rhythmic tongue cleaning between her legs. Kneeling on the bed, their guest looked at him smiling with cum all over her mouth and chin while his boss lay on the bed recovering from another hard orgasm. Fuck! They were done for now. Time for a well-earned drink they decided.

Sprawled out in the living room, the women with their legs open and him with his soft long cock dangling between his legs, they sipped at their fresh cooling drinks. The two women were together on the sofa and he watched as they gently stroked and fondled each other, every now and then kissing. They seem to have hit it off he thought. It’s a shame it took so long. One had obviously lusted after the other for a long time and the other had no idea how much she would enjoy a woman’s body. I think they may be firm friends to come he thought to himself.

“Excuse me ladies, there is a cock here too you know.” He said pretending to sulk.

“Awwwwww.” They replied laughing. “Don’t worry; it’ll be top of the list later when it’s hard.” They told him. As much as they loved girl-on-girl, they loved thick long hard cock more.

“Oh, and you better give him a nice big tip.” She told her guest.

“Only if he gives me a nice big tip first.” She replied laughing. Nice big tip of his cock.

Suddenly, the petting on the couch became more intense, the two women rubbing harder between each other’s legs, free hands grabbing at breasts as they kissed. They were both moaning, arousing each other, feeding off each other’s excitement. He looked on, the sight of them making out arousing his flaccid cock. He gripped his cock as the rubbing and finger fucking became more urgent, both women needing to cum. His hand stroked the length of his cock, precum leaking from its tip. His pulse was racing, his breathing labored as he pulled his straining cock. Without warning their guest slid off the couch and moved between the others legs. His boss slid to the edge of the cushion opening her legs wide, giving her total access to the wet aching pussy between them. On her knees, the guest bent forward pressing her face between the open thighs. Hungrily she licked at the parted pussy, sliding her tongue from opening to clit, lapping at the wetness, greedy for every drop.

“Oh God.” She moaned, the tongue between her legs driving her insane with pleasure. The kneeling woman had a hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy, just as excited as the cunt she was licking.

“Oh fuck!” she cried, reaching down and crushing the head between her legs to her pussy. Both women were cumming together, one gushing into the others mouth and the other, bouncing up and down, humping the two fingers inserted inside wet cunt. It was all he could do to stop himself cumming. Right on the edge he released his cock, straining to fight off the orgasm that was starting. Even though he managed to stop it, two huge drops of cum spilt from the eye of his cock. Still on her knees, the guest was now finger fucking his boss and lapping at her clit again. His cock jerking with excitement, he watched as his boss came again quickly. Holy fuck it was exciting watching them. He had wanted so badly to pull his cock and just cum all over them. Noticing his straining hard cock his boss looked at the woman between her legs.

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I’m just getting off work from Staff Duty, and I have some time, so I let you know I’m swinging by while you’re staying in town. I haven’t had a chance to change out of my uniform yet, so I’m still all dressed up in this ridiculous monkey suit when I knock on your hotel room door. You surprise me when you open it, however, because you have a camera in your hand, already recording.

“What’s that for?” I ask, with a slight grin on my face.

“Nothing,” you respond coyly, drawing out the syllables to sound innocent.

You turn the camera in your hand to capture our kiss as your lips meet mine, but then you pan down to where your hand has descended between my legs, and is massaging my cock through my trousers. I smile through our kiss as I close the door behind me. I take the camera from your hand as you slowly descend to your knees. You continue to look up at me, making eye contact and smiling mischievously as you pull my cock out past the buttons of my pants and flick your tongue against me.

Within moments you’re taking me into your throat, moaning, sliding up and down my shaft fluidly. I’m holding the camera level with you off to my left, but I move it up to look down at you. I’m very turned on, both by using the camera, and by your assertiveness. I really enjoy watching you show off as you stroke me and use your tongue on my balls.

When you’re satisfied with my arousal, you stand up, smile at me, wrap your fingers tightly around my cock and lead me to the bedroom. I sit down at the edge of the bed and watch you with the camera Beylikdüzü Escort as you slowly undress for me, playing with your breasts, or turning slowly, as your clothes gradually fall away from you. You move past me, crawling on to the bed on your hands and knees, and looking back at me, you grin as your fingers slide between your legs. You lay your face down in the blankets, but continue to look back at me while you please yourself in such a graphic manner.

I place my hand on your hip, and roll you on to your back. After handing you the camera, I pull off my uniform top and tshirt, exposing my chest. Then, I lower my lips down to you and guide your legs over my arms, pulling you closer as I go down on you. You try to hold the camera steady as my tongue flicks across your clit. Your breasts rise and fall as your breathing quickens, and my hands slide up to squeeze them. Your free hand slides through my hair, claws at my back, and pulls at me, wanting me inside you.

As i rise up, I take the camera from you again, and look down at your exposed body. I move my knees under your hips, bringing your body up against mine. You touch yourself, then touch me, getting my hard cock wet and ready to penetrate you. Your heels press against my hips, encouraging me. With one hand, I capture the intensity of the moment, and with the other, I guide the tip of my penis into you. Moving my hips forward insistently, you feel the full length of me smoothly entering you. Your breasts look gorgeous, bouncing with each thrust, especially Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan as you close your eyes and play with them. While one hand remains there, the other slides down between your legs, teasing yourself and showing off for the camera even more. You feel wonderful, and I love looking down at your face, watching how much you enjoy making love to me.

I tell you to get on your hands and knees as i pull away from you. You make a disappointed sound as I pull out of you, but you’re quick to flip over and excited to get me back inside you. When I thrust into you, I raise one leg up so that I’m on one knee, kneeling. This allows me to penetrate you very deeply, which, while sometimes slightly painful for you, feels amazing. My free hand moves from your hip, around you tor breasts, then to your hair, pulling you back on to me. I look down at you with the camera, then move off to the side to show how you push back against me, and to see the expression on your face as my hips connect with yours. Then, I move it back behind us and under my raised leg, displaying very graphically our copulation.

I reach over and set the camera off to the side, and focus both my hands on you. I pull your hair harder, making you arch your back and rise up. Then I grab you by the throat and pull you up on to your knees with your back against my chest. I squeeze, and sink my teeth between your neck and shoulder. My thrusts, at a very steep angle, increase in frequency. You cry out and your hands grab at me, but instead of Escort Beylikdüzü slowing down, I move my body more forcefully against yours. My mouth alternates between kissing you softly, and biting at your flesh. While one hand still holds your throat tightly, the other slides down between your legs. I lean back, resting my weight on my heels so you can’t move forward and squirm away. I can feel you getting close, and as you climax, I moan in response to your muscles tightening, and I hold your body against mine, enveloping you in my arms.

Finally, I release my grip on you, and you fall back to your hands and knees. I withdraw from you, and you turn around, sitting up, taking me in your mouth again and tasting your fluids on me as I continue to kneel. I take the camera in hand again, and between licking your way up my shaft and kissing the inside of my thigh, you whisper that you want to feel my cum on you. You continue to use your tongue on my balls as my free hand strokes my cock. You feel wonderful, and I’m so turned on, I can feel myself getting close quickly. I struggle to hold the camera steady, but within a couple minutes I can feel it approaching imminently.

I whisper for you to close your eyes, and you comply, though a soft, satisfied smile still plays upon your lips. With a low moan from me, you feel wet warmth against your cheek, then against your lips, and finally your chin. Cum continues to shoot out across your breasts as your eyes open tentatively, wanting to watch me continue to orgasm. You take me in your mouth, catching the remaining liquid, and I struggle to hold still. I’m very sensitive, and your tongue makes me squirm. You wink at the camera, then reach up, take it from me, turn it off, set it to the side, and pull me down to you. I whisper how much I enjoyed that and you laugh softly, whispering back “I can tell.”

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I have changed the name ‘Katie’ in the previous stories to ‘Toni’ in this one as she would prefer to be identified by her real name.

Salford was not quite as bright and sunny as Egypt, but it was only the second week of June, so it did its best. We arrived back on Friday night and after a very long sleep spent Saturday morning unpacking. The holiday had been booked almost a year previously and was for the four of us as at that time that was all there were. By the time we went both my mom and Sarah had boyfriends and Toni and I were also seeing someone. My current boyfriend, Olly, was a nice enough guy but not someone that I saw as the love of my life. We’d had sex a few times and it was OK, but obviously that was before I had the past week to compare it to! Mom’s boyfriend was Steve. A nice guy, tall and slim, short beard, keen cyclist, quite dishy really. He had progressed in the past few months from staying over occasionally to staying probably four night most weeks.

He came over on Saturday and was obviously going to stay over that night, no doubt anticipating a horny girlfriend demanding sex all night as she had gone without for a week. I’m sure he was disappointed when — from what I could hear through the wall — he got a quick shag and then she fell asleep! I’m sure Olly was disappointed too. I went around to see him, and he’d managed to arrange to have the house to himself. After some chat about the holiday he started asking to see my tan…then my tan lines…He soon had me naked and was admiring my body as he stroked his cock. He even had a joke ready.

“Why is a suntanned girl like a roast chicken? Because the white bits are the best!”

After he had spent quite some time mauling my tits and sucking my nipples (he was a bit obsessed by my 34D’s) I spread my legs and he tried to mount me, but I pushed him down, forcing him to lick my sticky pussy. I held his head in place as I bucked my clit against his lips and tongue until I’d cum twice then relented and let him slide his cock into me. He came quite quickly, his performance in stark contrast to the amazing sex I’d had with Jens and the Egyptian guys. He wanted more after that, but I was satisfied so left. To be honest, you can be quite cruel with boys. As long as they think there is a chance of more sex in the future you can treat them as you like.

I saw Toni at college on Monday and we had a giggling conversation about boyfriends, she had let hers — George — fuck her on Sunday too but as she said, it wasn’t as good as the real thing! The weekend quickly came around and as usual Toni and I planned to go to out together to do some shopping. We were about to leave college and were discussing where to meet etc when she casually asked if I wanted to stay over. She didn’t look at me when she asked, she was looking away as if she was embarrassed. We both knew what she was really asking. What we had done together on holiday had been wonderful and she obviously wanted it to continue. Did I want to carry on? I looked around and saw that no one was watching before pulling her towards me and kissing her on the lips.

“Yes please Toni.” I said, “I’d love to stay over.”

She blushed and smiled before returning my kiss, her tongue sliding between my lips and her hand on my waist pulled me closer. I responded in kind and could feel the blood rushing to my head as I thought of what was to come. The gentle kiss had turned into a passionate snog and we were only stopped by the discrete clearing of a throat. We broke apart to find Ms Smith, one of the lecturers, looking at us.

“Time to go home girls.” She said. “Or at least go somewhere a little more private.”

There was a look of amusement on her face and I saw her licking her lips as we hurried past. In that instant I knew that what she really wanted was to go somewhere private with us…

I was still thinking about the way she looked at us when I saw Olly later and I didn’t try to stop him getting my tits out and knickers off in his parent’s front room as they watched TV next door. They always knocked before coming in as they probably didn’t want the embarrassment of finding us in a compromising position. I took my bra off and put my blouse back on, my little lace knickers soon joining it in my handbag. With my skirt around my waist Olly was happy to suck my tits as he fingered my pussy and I had a lovely orgasm thinking about me, Toni and Ms Smith in bed together. Olly’s fingers were not as magical as Toni’s but with my hand over his to guide him he was learning what I wanted, how I liked to be touched. Once I was satisfied, he was happy to have a quick hand job as his lips were locked on my left nipple, a handily placed tissue mopping up the torrent of spunk he unleashed.

We had just finished when there was a knock on the door. We quickly pulled our clothes together before his dad come in to offer us a cup of tea. His eyes didn’t miss anything, they slowly moved the full length of my body, no doubt noting how high my skirt was on my thighs. There was a grin as he looked at my tits and I Rize Escort followed his eyes down. In my haste the buttons were in the wrong holes and my nipples were poking through the thin material of my blouse. Worse, Olly’s sucking had left them quite wet and there was now a wet patch on my blouse around each big nipple. I should have been embarrassed but instead his staring was exciting me so I pulled my shoulders back and made my tits and their hard nipples stick out as much as I could. He kept the conversation going as long as possible, offering biscuits and checking how much sugar Olly wanted, his eyes never once leaving my chest. When I looked away, I caught sight of my handbag. I hadn’t closed it and my bra and knickers were clearly visible, confirmation, if it was needed, that I was naked under the blouse and skirt and of what his son and I had been doing. The way he looked at me there was no doubt that he wanted the same, and probably more, as his son. The thought made me tremble with excitement.

Later that night, alone and still horny, I thought of the look of lust in his eyes and remembered the way the guys on holiday had looked at me and how fantastic the sex had been with older, more experienced men. I’d masturbated every night since we got back and tonight was no different, my fingers were soon busy between my splayed thighs as I imagined myself at the centre of an orgy with the Egyptian guys, Toni, Ms Smith, Olly’s dad, mum’s boyfriend…and it wasn’t just the sex that I was excited by, it was the thought of being watched. Toni had watched Ahmed fucking me and the four guys had watched each other as they fucked us and I liked it, I had found it exciting and I knew for me that sex would never be ‘private’ and behind closed doors. As my fingers worked overtime in my wet pussy, I thought of answering ‘Porn Star’ when I was next asked what I wanted to be when I left college!

Saturday was warm and sunny, and I met Toni in town in the afternoon. We drifted around, in and out of the shops, had a coffee and eventually got to her house around five. He mum was going out with her boyfriend and had bought us some pizza and a bottle of wine. We said we were going to watch a film, just like we had done a hundred time before. Her mum left around seven by which time we had eaten half our pizza and were half-way down the wine. Once the door was closed, we sat looking at each other, both of us listening for the sound of the taxi pulling away. Once the sound faded into the distance, we both stood up and, without a word being spoken, made our way to Toni’s bedroom.

It felt really sexy to be standing there in the evening sun with my best friend kissing me deeply, her hands gently touching me, stroking along my back and pulling me closer to her. We were slowly undressing each other, there was no rush and it just felt so sensual, like this was a gradual build up and the longer it took the more intense the inevitable orgasm would be. We were both down to our bra and panties when I looked out of the window, just in time to see a man almost walk into a lamp post as he stared up at us! I started to laugh (hard with someone else’s tongue in your mouth) and Toni looked too before pulling us both down onto the bed where we lay giggling as we stripped the rest of our clothes off.

I shivered in anticipation as her fingers lightly trailed down my belly, through my pubic hair and into the wet heat of my pussy. She had the lightest of touches but even the feathery stroking soon had me spreading my legs wide, hips bucking up to meet her finger as my lips parted and she grazed my clit with her fingernail. She sucked a fat nipple into her mouth, my back arching up to meet her as she teased my clit, bringing me almost to a climax before slowing and building again…and again…and again. I was close to using my own fingers when she relented and allowed me to cum, the animal noises I made being something I had never done before, but then it was an orgasm like no other.

When I recovered, she straddled me, her knees either side of my head and she spread the lips of her pussy wide for me to feast on her hard clit and the river of juice that ran from her. She rocked her hips back and forth as she ground herself against my mouth. She didn’t waste any time; she just worked her body against mine as I did my best to give her the same orgasm she had given me. Soon she too was gasping and groaning before with a final shriek she too came. After we had got our breath back and enjoyed some more sexy snogging, she got up and left the room. I assumed that she had gone to the toilet but when she came back in, she said.

“Look what I found in mums bedside draw.”

Waving her arm at me I could see that she was clutching a large black plastic cock! It actually wasn’t that big, probably only six inches but the colour made it seem bigger somehow. She knelt on the bed and twisted the end and it came to life, buzzing, twitching and throbbing. My stomach began to have butterflies and my pussy was twitching in anticipation. I had read about Rize Escort Bayan vibrators and seen pictures but now, so it seemed, I was about to feel one for the first time.

First, Toni unscrewed the end and carefully put the batteries on her bedside table. Then she took some of the same ones from her bedside draw and replaced them, explaining that she didn’t want to run her mom’s down as she would then know that she was using it. She made me spread my legs almost obscenely wide before she turned it onto its lowest setting and started to run it around my pussy. The vibrations felt strange at first but soon they began to get to me, and I could feel the throbbing making me wetter and wetter. She turned it up higher and concentrated on my clit as I grabbed my tits, squeezing my nipples and biting my lip as the inevitable orgasm came ever closer. Another twist on the dial and the buzzing and vibrating went into overdrive and I went into outer space!

She turned the dial down as I came down to earth and it was off when she started to push it against my tight hole. It quickly slipped inside, and the smooth plastic began to fill me. It wasn’t as big as Ahmed, but it was a nice size and I enjoyed the thrusting as she pushed it deeper and deeper inside me. When she thought I’d taken enough she pulled it almost all the way out before turning it back to its lowest setting and began to push it firmly back and forth as I gasped at the amazing sensations that were running up and down my pussy, god it was fantastic! I enjoyed a minor orgasm before she turned it up high and started to thrash it in and out at the kind of pace you would get from a real fucking…except there was no premature ejaculation, no bruises from bony hips, no bad breath in your face…just the lust filled eyes of my best friend staring at me and an orgasm that threatened to go on forever. I don’t know how long she fucked me with that plastic toy or how many times I came but by the time she stopped (she said her wrist was aching!) my hair was plastered to my head with sweat and there was a wet puddle under my bottom from where my juices had flowed out.

After she pulled the toy out of me, I lay there twitching, it was almost as if I could feel it still inside me. I have heard it said that if you have a limb cut off you can still feel pain in it, like it’s still there. The way my pussy was throbbing and twitching it was as if Toni was still using the magic toy inside me. Eventually I recovered enough to come to my senses, and we swapped places and Toni was soon lying on the bed, legs spread wide as I prepared to give her the same pleasure I had received. She was different though. I liked that she had teased my clit with the toy, gently running it around my sensitive flesh. Toni didn’t want that. Her hand reached down and pushed my hand and the toy firmly between the lips of her pussy and against the entrance to her willing passage.

“Turn it all the way up and do it hard. Push it all the way in and do it hard and fast. Fuck me like those men on holiday fucked me.”

So that is exactly what I did. I turned it all the way up and in one long movement pushed it as far inside her as it would go. Her hips pushed towards me as it slid in, her thighs quivering as I filled her until I could force no more inside her. Then I pulled it almost all the way out before plunging back in. Her first orgasm exploded after about the 10th time I forced the pulsing toy inside her and for the next 10 mins I did as she asked, did as she gasped and begged, I fucked her harder and harder until with a pitiful whimper the batteries ran out just as she was coming again, he fingers frantically rubbing her clit as she thrashed through a titanic climax.

I got on the bed with her after I had pulled the toy free and was lay together, kissing and touching as we both calmed down. It was now almost nine ‘o’clock so Toni washed the toy, replaced her mom’s batteries and put it back where she found it. We changed into our pyjamas, went downstairs and finished the wine and pizza before falling asleep on the sofa which was where her mom and her boyfriend found us a few hours later. They were laughing, they thought the wine had put us to sleep. If only they knew!

That became a regular thing for the next few weeks, I’d go and stay with Toni every Saturday night and we would have hours of amazing sex. We were still seeing our boyfriends during the week, still being fucked and in my case teasing Olly’s dad, but it was the time together that was special. Emotionally we hadn’t changed. I wasn’t in love with her, we had just found something that we could do together that we could not do apart or with any of the boys. I guess it was that confidence and that desire that resulted in my mother, Carol, finding out about us, about our secret.

We were sent home from college as there was a problem with the water. We were given work to do and, as it was closer, we went back to my house to study together. We did some studying, but it was hot in my room and I took off my uniform and just Escort Rize put some tracksuit bottoms and a t-shirt on. Toni had nothing to change into so stripped to her bra and panties and…well, the temptation was too much. We were locked in a passionate ’69’ heads between each- other’s legs (which must have reduced our ability to hear) when mum, having come home earlier than I expected and hearing noises upstairs, opened the door. Toni was on her back and I had two fingers in her pussy as I licked her clit. She was gasping and close to cumming as the door opened and my mother watched as despite the shock Toni’s orgasm could not be halted. She must have stood there opened mouthed as she watched the girl she had known since she was a toddler shake through an orgasm administered by her daughter.

I realised that something was up and looked around into the disbelieving eyes before the door was quickly closed, leaving us to our embarrassment.

We got dressed, hardly speaking. I didn’t really know what to say to Toni, never mind what I was going to say to my mum. What must she have thought? I need not have worried. As Toni slipped out of the door mum put her arms around me and said.

“I’m sorry. We will see about getting a lock for your door. What you do in your room is your business, you are old enough to have privacy in your own home.”

With that she just kissed the top of my head and turned and put the kettle on as breathed many sighs of relief!

Over a cup of tea, I haltingly explained that I wasn’t gay, it was just something that happened on the spur of the moment on holiday and we had carried on. I still fancied boys but could not deny that sex with Toni was amazing and that I thought we would carry on doing it as long as we both wanted to. I wasn’t going off looking for other girls, it was just something between me and Toni. I did say that Toni had taken the lead so maybe she was ‘a bit more that way than I am’ which certainly made mum’s eyebrows lift a little. In an attempt to turn the spotlight, I asked her if she had ever had sex with another girl/woman. She shook her head.

“No, but I have certainly thought about it plenty of times. When I was your age and younger and my friends were holding me or being affectionate, I wondered about the next step. At times since my divorce I have thought women seem so much easier to get on with than men, it might be nice to have sex with someone that did not then want to move in/marry you/take control. Never did anything about it though.”

Then, as I sat there open mouthed, she laughed and said

“Maybe I should have done, I must admit that you two looked very sexy locked together like that today, you certainly looked and sounded like you were having a good time!”

Then she got up and started looking in the fridge, asking what I wanted for tea like nothing had happened.

Mum was as good as her word and a couple of days later her boyfriend, Steve, fitted a bolt to the inside of my bedroom door. He didn’t say anything, just smiled as if he knew why he was doing it. I should have been embarrassed but I wasn’t, there was something about the situation that excited me, and I returned his smile. Had mum told him what she had seen us doing? Had he guessed? I hardly ever brought Olly home; I usually went to his place, so he would not have thought that Olly was the reason. Truth to tell I was getting a bit bored with him. Although he was a nice enough guy, he certainly wasn’t in the same league as the guys I had encountered on holiday when it came to sex and once I’d had sex like that, stomach churning, toe curling sex, I wanted more and Olly certainly wasn’t going to provide it.

However, as I said I did like him so just like every Wednesday after college I was in his front room, undies off, blouse open and skirt around my waist as he sucked my nipples and fingered me to an orgasm when his mom knocked the door and, after waiting until we were decent, came in. She said that it was raining cats and dogs outside, and did I want a lift home as Olly’s dad was going to start his night shift soon and would take me. Having had the orgasm I wanted from Olly I readily agreed, despite the looks he gave me, the poor lamb would have to settle for a wank once I’d gone! His dad had taken me home a few times before in his nice big estate car and that looked like a better option than my pathetic umbrella given how heavy the rain was.

There wasn’t really an opportunity for me to get dressed so I was soon sitting in the front seat of his car in just my skirt, blouse and college blazer. The walk to the car had been enough to get my blouse wet and I was looking a bit like I’d entered a ‘miss wet t-shirt’ contest. The way my nipples reacted to the cold air I think I would have won! This did not go unnoticed by his dad and he made a fuss of making sure my seat belt was fastened and the mirrors were properly adjusted as he stared at my boobs. As usual it turned me on, so I pulled my shoulders back and let him look. There was something about the way he was looking at me that was a bit different this time though, like he knew what I was thinking. We started off towards my house but after a while pulled into a side street and then down an alleyway. We stopped and he turned off the engine. I opened my mouth to say something, but he was first.

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A short erotic encounter. It contains, at the end, detailed description of ANAL sex so if that is not your ‘cup of tea’ then please do not read this story.

The title is a reference to a song by Lorrie Morgan with the same title.

*

It was about 7. I was sitting in a corner of my usual wine bar nursing my second glass of Cabernet, feeling pretty sorry for myself as my decree absolute had arrived together with the news that my wife had custody of my daughters.

I was ‘people watching’. It’s a diverting pastime. I noticed a young woman come in. I didn’t take much notice until she sat at the bar and I saw her reflection. She had a fringe (or, as they say in the US, bangs) of quite bright red hair. A couple of unnoticed, appreciative glances then I just cradled my drink until I noticed two guys go up to the bar and sit either side of her. The situation intrigued me so, although I couldn’t hear the conversation, I watched carefully. It was clear they were trying a pick-up but also that she wasn’t interested by several shakes of her head. They edged closer and almost seemed to be whispering. She was obviously becoming distressed.

OK, time for the Knight. I walked over and met her eyes in the mirror and winked. “Sorry I’m late Sharon. Look, the tables booked. Just leave the drink.”

“OK Tom,” she said, taking my arm, “where are we eating?”

“The little Italian,” I replied as we left.

Outside she said, “Oh God, thanks for that. They were really coming on.”

“My pleasure.”

“But Sharon?”

“Tom?”

She laughed. “OK. I’m Joyce.”

I nodded. “Mike. Hi!”

“Hi. Did you actually have a table booked?”

“No. I had my shining armour on and just came up with it. Look,” I continued, “if you’re not meeting somebody we could do dinner.”

“Mmm,” she said, “this is the most detailed pick-up line ever,” Then she smiled as she saw my face. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist it. That would be nice. Might cheer me up!”

We did end up in the little Italian and over the meal were well into our second bottle of Pinot Grigio. Conversation hadn’t gone that well until the death of the first bottle.

“I’m sorry Mike. I’m not very good company.”

I smiled sadly, “I’m probably not helping. Trouble?”

“Yep, big trouble!”

“I know we’ve only just met but they do say a trouble shared is a trouble halved.” She smiled cheekily. Hell, she was beautiful. I was caught off guard then and she must have noticed how she had affected me.

“I tell you what. You tell me yours and I’ll tell you mine!” That was also followed by a lovely innocent smile and a fluttering of her eyebrows that clearly indicated the almost double entendre.

I love a fringe and, for just a moment my eyes lingered there. Her hair was almost orange and seemed to frame her face.

“Hello! Anyone home?”

I laughed nervously. “Sorry. Distracted. Mines easy,” I said. “Got my decree absolute today.”

“Makes you single. Gotta be good.”

I sighed. “Not at the cost of my kids!”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Wanna unload?”

Why not, I thought. I hadn’t really expressed my feelings to anyone. I smiled sadly, “Only if you promise to tell me yours.” She laughed and nodded. You know, every time she smiled she cheered me up.

“She’s younger than me,” I began, “and she had an affair with one of my pals who now works in the US. Finally decided to kick me into touch and get a divorce.” I took a deep breath mainly to control my anger. “She completely bushwhacked me and managed to get custody of the girls. So she left for the States last week without telling me,”

“Cow! You didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to your kids?” I shook my head, too emotional to answer. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have pushed.” She gave me an apologetic smile.

I smiled sadly in return and met her eyes; a beautiful light blue. “It’s OK. It’s nice to actually have someone to talk to. OK, I’m bucked up, it’s your turn.”

“Mine’s boyfriend trouble. We’ve been having an on and off fight for a couple of weeks and it boiled over. He came to my work and made a terrible scene and, as a result, I got fired.”

“That’s not good. Where is he now.”

“I don’t know. Probably back at the flat. Look, I’d better get back and try to sort things out. It’s really been nice. Thank you for stepping in and for dinner. I can pay my share of the bill.”

I laughed. “Wouldn’t have very shiny armour if I made the distressed damsel pay for her dinner!”

She laughed. I found I liked it very much when she laughed. “Errm, look I know you’ve got a boyfriend but, on the off chance that . . . well you know, here’s my card.”

She took the card, glanced at it, and tucked it in her bag. “I’ll just call an Uber.” She did and soon disappeared. I called one too. I had mixed feelings in the car. I did feel a bit happier having got some of my frustration off my chest but that was balanced by the realization that I would never see Joyce again. Ships that pass in the night, I thought, with a soft smile of memory.

My trip only took a few minutes and I had Rize Escort settled into the sofa with more wine – I had decided that, all things being equal, drunk would be good! First sip and my phone rang. I thought for a moment. Who could that be at almost 10. Answer it!

“Hello! Is that Mike.” A distressed female voice. It clicked.

“Joyce?”

“Yes. I’m sorry for calling but there was no one else. He knows all my friends. I’m scared.”

“What happened?”

“He’s wrecked the apartment, cut up all my clothes and set them on fire! The Fire Brigade had to come and the landlord threw me out! I’ve got no money. He cleaned out the bank account too! Please, can You help?”

Well! The same damsel in distress. “Give me your address and I’ll get an Uber to bring you here – if that is OK.”

“Yes, oh yes. Thank you.” She gave me the address and I arranged the pick-up. Joyce arrived about 20 minutes later. I watched for her arrival and nipped out to tip the driver and guide her in. It must have looked a little like I had called an escort!

I sat her in the lounge and poured a glass of wine. “I’m so scared Mike. He’s got violent. I had nowhere to go. He would find me if I went to any of my friends and I haven’t got a penny! I thought of you and the bar and dinner.” She started to cry. What to do. Hug? No, I took her hand.

“It’s OK Joyce. You can stay here. I’ve got two other bedrooms.” I gave her a box of paper hankies. “Would you feel better after a shower and a change of clothes?” She nodded. “OK, I’ll show you the bedroom.”

I led her upstairs to the second bedroom. “You can have this one. The bathroom is through there. We do have a problem though. I don’t have any women’s clothes.”

She gave a sad smile. “Not a transvestite then!”

“No. There are shirts, lounge pants or shorts and men’s underwear in the wardrobe if you want to change.”

“Oh thanks. Thanks so much.”

“No problem. I’ll be downstairs if you want to talk or you can go straight to bed. It’s made up.”

Back downstairs I continued to cradle my wine and wondered if she would come down. I don’t know why but distressed as she was she looked even lovelier. I supposed it was just the fact that she was in trouble and needed help. For a few moments I described her to myself.

Joyce would be in her mid twenties I thought, though nowadays a woman’s age is difficult to assess. About 5’9″ – quite tall! Slim. Breasts small. Nice shape. I noticed a woman’s arse first and hers was proud below slightly wide hips. Her hair was a gingery orange red and was cropped to nect length framing her face. It was the fringe that did me above those devastating blue eyes. Ever since I found Betty Page pin-ups I’d been in love with bangs! She has a small nose and a lovely smile.

As I thought this she came into the lounge hesitantly. She was a picture of strange loveliness.

“I found these! No bra though.” I could see that through the thin material of one of my shirts. She smiled, “Not that I need one!” Added to the shirt was a pair of lounge shorts that showed a lot of very nice leg. “Can I finish the wine?”

I was taking deep breaths as my Male was at full throttle. What is it when a woman puts on a man’s shirt? I passed her the glass and she sat in one of the armchairs crossing her legs with little concern about the amount of thigh she exposed.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” I said hoping to distract myself.

“Well, it was like I said on the phone. Every single bit of my clothing was ruined. He smashed some furniture then set the remains of my clothes on fire in the middle of the bedroom. It set the sprinklers off. They put out the fire but the Brigade came for the alarm. My landlord was pissed and told me to leave. Then when I tried to get some cash there was no money in the fucking account. Sorry. He’s really screwed me! I have no money, nowhere to live, and I got fired!”

“Not too good!” I said with a smile.

“No, not too good,” then she giggled. “Whoda thought that I’d be sitting in your lounge, in your clothes, drinking your wine at midnight.”

“I must admit it did cross my mind in the Uber!” She looked then laughed. Then she became serious. “It’s difficult. You don’t really know me but, oh fuck, I don’t have anywhere to go. Can I stay here for a couple of days?”

“Of course. I can have my sister bring over some clothes in the morning. You’re about the same size.” She stood then about 4 feet away from me. She looked good enough to eat!

A strange expression came over her face as her blue eyes met mine. “I . . . I can’t . . . well I can’t. . . . I don’t have anything, any way to repay you . . . but . . . well,” she trailed off. For just a moment I really did want to collect but it would have been wrong. I stood, put my hand on her shoulder, and lightly kissed her cheek. “I haven’t done nearly enough to deserve that,” I said with a sad smile, “and anyway, I wouldn’t want that just as a reward.” She stood still for a moment then she reached up and returned the kiss on my lips.

“I Rize Escort Bayan like you!” She turned and walked away. My eyes followed the sway of her hips under the shirt. Wow!

I got up early – I usually did, and started some bacon and eggs. I always ate a large breakfast because most days I worked through lunch!

Joyce came into the room in one of the Japanese silk dressing gowns my ex had left – she never liked them. “This is so nice Mike. It sort of strokes your skin.” Yes it does, I thought, and I love the touch – and she is probably naked under it!

“I bought them but my ex never liked them.”

“I think it’s fabulous. Is that breakfast?” She walked close and the gown wasn’t tight.

“Yes. It’s ready!”

“I’m sorry,” she said contritely but with a cheeky smile. Wow, she was lovely. No makeup, natural bangs. Deep breath. I shouldn’t be pushy.

“It’s fine. Let’s sit and eat.” We did and she chatted most of the time. Despite her quite desperate situation she didn’t seem discouraged. She also didn’t seem aware of how loose the gown was!

Her situation caught up with her as she finished eating.

“I’m sorry to be a nuisance.” She wore an apologetic look.

“You are not.”

“I don’t know what to do.”

“Well you can stay here.” She met my eyes and the gown showed most of her breasts.

“I can’t pay you but . . . Upstairs?” The look was mixed. Apologetic and sensuous at the same time. Another clear offer.

“Yes. Upstairs.” You are going to say, idiot! Take the payment — but she wasn’t an escort; a call girl. She was a girl in trouble.

“I thought so.” She smiled almost knowingly. “I had better put on some clothes.” She left. Idiot, I said again to myself! Take her to bed. No, that would be wrong. She would be doing it for the wrong reasons.

Gracie arrived a few minutes later with a suitcase.

“OK, Tell all big brother,”

I smiled. “Not much to tell really. I met this girl. She’s in trouble. I gave her a place to stay.”

“And?”

“No. No funny business.”

“OK. Where is she?”

“Upstairs. Second bedroom.” She turned and left.

She poked her head round the door some 10 minutes later. “I like her. She’s cute.” She came close and hugged me. “Be careful Mike. You’re. . . well . . vulnerable!” Despite being 3 years younger Gracie had always mothered me and she had been a great support over the past few months.

“I’m OK Gracie. Really. Heck I like her too but . . . we’ll see how things go.”

She kissed me and left. I must admit that the fact Gracie had liked Joyce had made me feel good. Gracie had never really liked my ex.

Joyce arrived back down a while later. “Look,” she said twirling, “clothes!”

She was wearing jeans and a tea shirt and it was obvious that Gracie was at least half a size smaller than her and didn’t have a bra that fit.

“It’s a bit tight. Your sis is tiny! Lucky I’ve no tits but not so with a fat ass!”

“Pardon?”

“Sorry. That’s what my ex boyfriend used to say! What do you think?”

“Is that a ‘does this make arse look fat’ type of question?”

She giggled! Oh my! “No. Truth. He was wrong.”

She laughed. “I really like you!” Then she was almost tearful. “What am I going to do? No job. No money. Nowhere to live.” She looked so plaintive, desperate. This sudden change of mood was something that was beginning to fascinate me.

“I can help.”

“You’ve done so much already.”

“I just gave you somewhere safe to stay. Look, I think I told you I was a software engineer.” She nodded. “Well, I work from home. I have an office. My ex was also my secretary part of the time so now I don’t have one. A secretary that is. You worked in HR so I imagine you could do that.”

“I was a secretary for my first boyfriend.”

“So you could work for me. I could pay you . . “

“But you didn’t pay your ex?”

“No but I can easily afford to pay you.”

“How much?” she asked with a cheeky smile then, “Kidding. I’d do it for nothing.” Her eyes met mine and again I sensed an offer.

“No, it would not be right. We’ll work out how much and you can stay here and, if it’s OK be a housewife.” She tilted her head and smiled her sexy suggestive smile which seemed to make her eyes sparkle. “You know, cook etc.” I added hurriedly.

“I think I’d like that. Where is the office.” I walked to the kitchen window and she followed.

“Down there. It was a ‘granny’ flat but I converted it into a three room office.”

“Not far to go to work! If I’m going to work for you can I have an advance? I really need to buy some clothes that fit!”

“Use this,” I said, giving her one of my credit cards.

“How much?”

“As much as you need.”

“Wow!” she said with that smile. “I’m gonna have to work real hard to pay this off!” She turned and left. I knew she was either testing me or teasing me. I think she liked the fact that I didn’t want payment from her body. No that’s wrong. I did ‘want’ but I chose to do nothing about it. There was no doubt in my mind Escort Rize that Joyce was a very sexy lady! I left for the office and continued work on my current project.

Joyce came in sometime later. She was wearing jeans that fitted her much better, a light top (with a bra) and sneakers. Her fringe was in evidence! “Did you have any lunch?”

“Is it lunch time?”

“No. It’s 3 oclock.”

“Then no.”

“Well you should! I brought you coffee and doughnuts.”

“Great. I’ve just got to . . .”

“The coffee is hot and the doughnuts are fresh. Eat them.”

“Yes ma’am!” I threw a mock salute. She poked out her tongue. WOW! Sexy. She sat at the desk in the other room.

“What’s all this paper?”

“This and that.”

“You don’t know do you?”

“Actually, no.”

“Thought so. Shall I start work now.”

“Err. That would probably be good. Thanks.”

“Eat your doughnuts.” I did and drank the coffee. I buried my mind back in the computer when I felt her hand on my shoulder. “Are you always like this when you work?”

“Like what?”

“Dead to the world. I’ve been talking to you.”

“Sorry. I get involved.”

“I noticed. You have been going solid for over 3 hours. Anyway, did you know you have an appointment tomorrow at 10?”

“Fuck! Oh sorry. Where?” She told me. “I’m going to have to work to get everything done.” I turned back to the computers.

“I’ll bring you some dinner then.” I didn’t hear her leave.

I smelled food sometime later and she was there with a tray.

“Dinner and I’m going to sit here until you finish it!” She did! It was pretty good too.

~~~

This set the pattern for our life together for the next few weeks. She basically looked after me. I actually made meetings on time and prepared. I felt better because she didn’t let me work stupid hours and she fed me. She also interfered with my sleep, unintentionally of course.

Now Joyce would have said that she had no tits and a fat arse. Although you might think that, she did have tits, albeit small. What she did have were large nipples and, as she seldom wore a bra, they were pretty obvious. Did she do it on purpose? I didn’t know at the time. As to her arse. Well I am something of a connoisseur when it comes to the female arse. Anal is my favourite kind of sex – it was how my ex hooked me!

Joyce did have a biggish arse that may have looked a little out of proportion but it was perfectly shaped and certainly had no excess fat. She wore clothes that accentuated her arse after the first couple of weeks and I spent much time thinking about it. Strangely I didn’t try anything nor did I masturbate so my libido tended to be high.

I had been going to sell the house, it had depressing memories but Joyce created new ones. She was always happy and displayed her thanks for my help in loads of little ways.

When she found out it was my birthday, 43, in a few days time she set about making plans for the day. Gracie, her husband John and their two kids came over in the afternoon and Joyce set up a sort of quiet party. She got me a beach shirt that made everyone laugh.

Gracie and the family left about 7 and Joy and me just sat and talked about everything.

“I think I’ll go to bed,” she said around 9. “It’s been a busy day. Why don’t you turn in too?”

I looked at her standing there and for the umpteenth time regretting not accepting her ‘payment’. I took a deep breath and was glad I didn’t. “Good idea,” I said laughing, “I aged a year today.” She laughed and left.

I sat in the lounge for a while just thinking. I was lucky, I thought. Joyce had brushed away all the bad memories about this house left by the divorce. She was always bright and cheerful. I smiled to myself and decided to go to bed. I didn’t, and I hadn’t, watched any porn, and just stripped off and laid on the bed. I always sleep naked! I must have dozed off because I was startled by a knock on the door. Without thinking, I walked over and opened it, luckily not too wide!

“Hi.” It was Joyce. I closed the door a little realizing that I was naked.

“Errm,” I managed.

“Hello! It’s me, Joyce. Remember?” She was laughing.

“Sorry, I was half asleep. Is something wrong?” I had let go of the door and now she pushed it open. I was still somewhat startled as she looked me up and down.

“Mmm,” she said, “nice. No. Well yes I suppose. I forgot one of your birthday presents.”

I smiled, “You didn’t need to come down specially.”

“I did!” She opened her dressing gown. She was wearing a white lingerie set with suspenders, white stockings, and red shoes. The gown fell to the floor and she stepped forward, her arms unfolding me. Call me dense but I didn’t get it right away. “Oh God Mike, wake the fuck up!” I did.

“You?”

“Yes me. No dope, I expect to get fucked so you had better buck up!” Then she giggled, “mmmm, I feel that you have.” I could feel it too! I put my arms around her and pulled her close. My mouth covered hers in a passionate kiss. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and danced with mine. Stepping back from the kiss I looked at her.

“You are bloody gorgeous. Why?”

“Because I want you so fucking much and it’s still your birthday! You daft sod! I’ve wanted you since you turned me down!” Would any man ever understand women?

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“Oh wow I am exhausted. That was a hard workout!” Jessica said as she guzzled down some water.

“Yeah it was. That last mile was a bitch up the hill back home. You want first shower?” I asked.

“Always the gentlemen aren’t you Max?”

“Always babe.”

“Ok I’ll hope right in.” Jessica started to walk towards the bedroom still a bit winded from the run. Max couldn’t help but stare at the ass his girlfriend had as it sashayed all the way to the bedroom, his eyes never leaving its luscious form. Jessica smiled to herself as she could feel his eyes on her ass as she walked. She added a slight bit more sway in her hips as she walked. She loved to tease him whenever she could. She knew he found her irresistible.

“God damn I am a lucky guy!” Max thought to himself.

Jessica went to her closet and started to peel away her clothes from her body and dropped them in the hamper. She headed to the shower as she hummed to herself a little happy tune. She turned it on and set it to a nice hot temperature and got in.

Max thought about the sexy sight it must be to see his naked girlfriend in the shower as the water ran over her sexy body. Just the thought was arousing him already. He groaned to himself. He wanted her. Badly. He grinned to himself. What was he waiting for?

Jessica was standing in the shower as the hot water ran down her head as she heard footsteps in the bathroom coming towards her. She looked up and saw a completely naked boyfriend standing before her.

“What Rize Escort happened to me having the first shower?” she smirked as she saw the rampant hard on no doubt caused by her.

He grinned back, “I am no longer feeling like a gentleman.” He stepped into the shower and pressed himself against her naked body. He leaned over Jessica and dipped his head in the hot water spray and tilted her chin up to kiss her. She sighed into his kiss loving the way his hands started to roam over her body craving his touch. He cupped her breasts loving how they felt in his hands. God, how she loved that his hands completely covered them. He rolled her nipples between his fingers eliciting pain and pleasure and loving how she moaned for him. He moved one hand slowly down and slid two fingers deep into Jessica’s very wet pussy. She shivered in surprise and pleasure.

“You know the affect your teasing does to me!”

“I do?”

“Don’t play coy with me I know you know what you can do to me with just a look let alone the sight of your ass moving back and forth.”

She grinned but said nothing. He replied in kind by shoving his two fingers deeper and faster into her loving the sounds she made as he did. He kept at it and her passion kept rising higher and higher until he placed his thumb on her clit and rubbed hard and she came explosively on his hand and fell back against him. He kept her standing with ease and watched as she came down from her orgasm.

He was not interested in giving Rize Escort Bayan her a break though and proceeded to get to his knees for what he desired. His tongue began to lick gently outside for the remnants of her cum on her thighs. He craved the taste and wanted more of it. So he went for the source. He split her pussy lips with his tongue driving it inside as his hands held her waist against his mouth. His nose brushing against her clit as he licked deep inside of her. He started to suck on her clit lightly biting it and flicking it with his tongue. Jessica started moaning loudly as she was nearing another climax fast.

She locked eyes with him and the desire and hunger she saw in them made her shiver with arousal. He stopped for just a moment and said “CUM FOR ME”. It wasn’t a request it was a command.

She came the moment his tongue went back to her clit screaming out “OH GOD MAX I’M CUMMING!!” Max eagerly drank every drop he could get. She tasted so good. But he wanted something else now. He turned off the shower and helped Jessica stand on her shaky feet and lead her to the bed. He laid her down on the bed and got on top of her as she stared at him hungrily knowing what was coming next.

He flipped her over onto her stomach and began to kiss from her neck to her back stopping to bite right between her shoulder blades. He knew she loved that spot. He kept making his way down to her ass as his tongue neared it she moaned in anticipation. He hungrily dove Escort Rize in and licked her asshole and stuck his tongue inside as much as it could go. Letting her feel the sensations his tongue can draw from her. After a few minutes of paying tribute to the amazing ass before him he pulled her to her hands and knees and lined up his cock with her dripping wet pussy and in one hard motion sank his cock completely into her. She screamed out in ecstasy and the sensation of being filled.

He started to fuck her hard immediately. This was going to be a hard fuck and they both wanted it that way. His hands went around her waist and he began to pump in and out of her all the way in and all the way out. He fucked her hard and she was dripping all over his cock as her pussy squeezed at him as she threw her hips backwards trying to meet him thrust for thrust. He pulled her hair back with one hand and she groaned loving it. He fucked her even harder now. He had lost all sense of thought and was fucking on instinct.

He wanted to fuck her till she came all over his cock. He took his other hand and began to slap her ass hard several times making her scream out in pain and pleasure. Her pussy was squeezing him harder and harder wanting his cum. But he wasn’t ready yet. He wanted hers first.

He knew what he could do to get it. He pulled out of her pussy and moved his cock higher and shoved every inch up her ass. The pain and surprise startled her but the pleasure did as well and immediately she came with him screaming out “FUUUUUUK IM CUMMING!” He yelled out as he did as well burying himself deep into her ass as he came deep inside of her as her ass clamped down on him.

They both lay there breathing hard as they stayed together and fell to sleep soon after.

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Nas was a girl who worked in the same building as me although in a different department. Nevertheless whenever we saw each other around we would stop and chat and flirt with each other.

Now Nas wasn’t what you would call particularly pretty or beautiful or anything but she was very slim and had small breasts. In addition her hair was long, dark and sleek and her eyes were deep brown and very alluring. She also had an air of confidence about her and was very open in her attraction to me despite knowing I was married and she herself having a secret boyfriend her family didn’t know about.

She had an air of sexiness about her. She was 23 and I could tell she definitely wasn’t a virgin or a shy innocent Indian girl.

Often when we talked she would tease me, she would stand close to me and accidentally brush past me as she moved. She would say things like how she wished the two of us had met before I’d got married and that she would have left her family to be with me.

All this teasing was becoming too much for me and eventually I pleaded with her to go out with me but she would always say that it was impossible. Nevertheless whenever I saw her I would ask again and she would respond with more teasing.

This went on until the time came for the work Christmas party which was to be held in a night-club. Nas was there wearing her hair long, a shiny top and a long tight black skirt that clung to her body. To me she looked beautiful and I longed to get close to her but she was sticking close to her colleagues.

As the evening wore on I finally managed to separate her from the others Ordu Escort when they all got up to dance and she chose to remain behind.

I saw this as my best chance and immediately went over to talk to her where she sat in a dark corner of the club.

I told her how beautiful she looked and how much I desired her. She was very flattered by my attentions and did not move away when I sat closer to her and slipped my arm around her shoulder. Gently I stroked my fingers along her arm and she responded by turning her face to me and smiling a wonderful smile. I couldn’t resist and leant forward to kiss her lightly on her mouth. Nas responded to my advance and opened her lips to receive my kiss and for several seconds both of us were lost in another world where only the two of us existed.

However we both came to our senses as we realised that anybody might see us kissing so we broke away and Nas left quickly to head to the toilet leaving me sitting alone and extremely frustrated.

I didn’t see her again that evening and in fact it was after New Year when we had returned to work that I encountered her again. On this one particular night I was working late finishing off one or two things before the weekend. There was no one else about and I was eager to leave and go home. Just before leaving I heard noises coming from the photocopier room and looked inside to tell the person in there that I was leaving. I was extremely pleased to see Nas in there surrounded by pieces of paper she had been copying and trying to put in order. She had jumped with surprise when I had opened the door Ordu Escort Bayan and dropped her papers on the floor. I apologised for startling her and bent down to help her pick everything up. Nas too bent down and we both ended up on our hands and knees facing each other with tension in the air strong between us. At that moment I wanted her so badly and told her so and she said that she too wanted things to happen between us but was scared of things getting out of hand.

This time however I would not be denied and I lifted her to her feet and gazed at her, my face full of longing. She was wearing her uniform of short sleeved black and grey top and long flowing black skirt. It wasn’t a very flattering outfit but nevertheless at that moment I wanted her more than any other woman on the planet.

I pulled her towards me and held her tightly in my arms enjoying the feeling of her slim body pressed against my own. I kissed her, passionately this time and ran my hands down her back and onto her small bottom.

Nas tried to push my hands away but instead I lifted her up and sat her on the desk while I kissed her again with my tongue probing into her mouth which to my delight was met by her own.

We had gone too far now to turn back and I lifted up her top to expose her small breasts easily contained in a lacy black bra. In one movement I lifted her top over her head and without pausing I reached behind her and unfastened the hooks of her bra. It easily fell to the floor as I leaned forward and flicked my tongue lightly over the brown aureole of her right breast.

Nas Escort Ordu shivered at this and placed her hand on the back of my head giving me encouragement to proceed. Without further ado I began sucking at her nipple while my hand was fondling her other breast. Her tits were very small but her nipples stood out like corks and responded easily to the sucking attentions of my mouth.

By now I had a huge hard on trapped inside my trousers and demanding to be free. Frustrated I grabbed her hand and placed it on the bulge of my cock. Thankfully Nas responded by undoing my belt and button on my trousers. She pulled them down and my boxers down with them and began fondling my cock, gripping it tightly and squeezing before vigorously wanking it.

At this point I realised that I was very close to coming and so I pleaded with Nas to take my cock in her mouth. She didn’t hesitate and immediately went down on her hands and knees before me and began sucking me with great force. I couldn’t hold on and came in her mouth, my hot seed gushing forth onto her tongue.

I assumed that she had swallowed my sperm as she stood up and was surprised when she tongue kissed me and passed my own spunk into my mouth. I was turned on beyond measure and our kisses increased in passion, which combined with Nas’s expert fondling of my cock brought it quickly back to hardness. Unable to wait any longer I used my knee to force he legs apart and, still standing I pushed my cock into her sopping wet cunt. She accommodated my six inches without any problem and I began fucking her hard, her cunt making wet and squelching noises as my cock moved in and out. After several minutes of this hard fucking she herself came to orgasm so I increased my hard thrusts even more and ejaculated my fluid inside her womb.

“Not bad for starters” this beautiful girl said with a mischievous smile…..

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