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The next morning proved to be a challenge for Roger since he was functioning on only about three and a half hours sleep. Jessica had worn him out the night before, and Roger was still amazed at her stamina – and her abilities in bed. She was without a doubt the most energetic, flexible, and skilled lover Roger had ever had, and he’d been around the block a time or two. He wondered for a moment how a girl of only 19 years would come to be such a skilled lover, but only for a moment as the answer came to him immediately – an answer that he already knew in the back of his mind but was ignoring because of the unfairness of it.

When a man slept around a lot he was considered to be a ‘stud,’ but when a woman did it she was called a ‘slut.’ Roger remembered when he was 19 years old and in the service; he was stationed at a base outside of a very small town in the South, and the local girls loved men in uniform. At one time he could accurately claim to be able to have a date for 9 nights in a row with a different girl every night, and get laid 7 out of 9 times with the other 2 giving him a blowjob. So considering his past, Roger was not inclined to be critical of Jessica for hers.

But those notes and her uncanny ability to put them in places that were inaccessible to the normal person were still a source of wonder and amazement to him, and he was still more than a little curious as to just how she was able to pull it off.

He half expected to find another note in his car as he unlocked the door to go to work, but to his disappointment there was none. On the drive to the school he wondered if Jessica was going to be in class today and found himself sincerely hoping that she was, even though he knew her presence was going to be a real distraction, and that working around the erection she was sure to give him was going to be a challenge.

The school bell rang a few minutes after Roger got to his classroom, and his students trooped in and took their seats. All of the boys glanced over at the desk in the front of the classroom that Jessica had staked out as her own since Roger became their teacher, all of them wondering – and hoping – that Jessica would be in class today. Roger smiled as he thought to himself, ‘If they only knew!’

The final bell rang and Jessica’s desk was still empty. Roger was wondering if she was going to show up as he closed the door to the classroom and took his place behind his desk in front of the blackboard. Just as he turned to pick up a piece of chalk to begin the day’s lessons the door opened and Jessica came in, wearing her school uniform in the usual manner – at least, what the usual manner was for her, that is. Roger was somewhat relieved to see that she was wearing a bra today; if she had showed up braless Roger was sure he wasn’t going to be able to get through the day without having to hide an erection. So while he was relieved in one aspect, he was disappointed in another.

Jessica smiled at Roger as she turned to close the door, her long auburn hair hanging over the right side of her face as usual, then turned to face him and paused at the door for a moment while she spoke. He couldn’t help but let his eyes drop to the more than ample amount of cleavage she was showing, and he was sure that every other male in the class was looking at it as well.

“I’m sorry I’m late, Mr. Marks,” she said in her usual sultry voice, and Roger could almost hear the dicks getting hard in his classroom, his among them. “I didn’t get much sleep last night, so I’m afraid I overslept. Can you ever forgive me?” she asked, giving him a coy smile that only the two of them knew the meaning of.

“That’s fine, Jessica, just take your seat,” Roger replied, surprised at how nonplussed and professional his reply was. It was as if nothing at all had happened between them, and for a brief moment Roger was concerned that Jessica would be mad at him for appearing so nonchalant about it all. But he was pleasantly surprised to see that her smile got even bigger at his reply, telling him that she was happy with his “performance” in the classroom. She walked over to her desk and sat down, crossing her legs at the ankles as she clasped her hands together on the desk, pushing her arms inward to make her mammoth breasts bulge out at the open top of her shirt. She looked up at him and smiled the most innocent smile she could manage, just as if she was unaware of what she was doing.

‘So that’s it, huh?’ Roger thought to himself, ‘She’s going to make it hard on me today by teasing me!’ Roger turned towards the blackboard and began writing, hoping that Jessica – and the rest of the class – hadn’t seen the beginnings of the erection she was giving him and that it would fade out before he had to turn around. Unfortunately, it didn’t, but on the positive side it didn’t get any more prominent either. When he turned around again to face the class and begin the day’s teachings he saw Jessica looking at the slightly visible bulge in his pants, a smile crossing her face as she did so. Then she looked up at him from beneath her brow, and her delicate pink Alanya Escort tongue slipped out from between her parted lips. She licked her lips slowly and sensually, never breaking eye contact with him, and he could feel his cock expanding.

Roger knew he had to do something quickly, so he took a few step over to his desk, pulled the chair out and sat down. He glanced at Jessica briefly before speaking, and noticed that she was now sitting back in her desk, her blazer opened wide, her big nipples hard and prominent through both the bra and the white shirt she was wearing. It was all Roger could do to take his eyes off of her and address to the class.

“Time for a reading assignment, ladies and gentlemen,” he said, pulling out his own textbook that he taught from and holding it up briefly to the class. “Open your books to Chapter 3 and begin reading pages 45 through 55, and be prepared to discuss what you’ve read. You have half an hour, and your time starts now!”

There was a shuffling of books and papers as the students retrieved their books and opened them as instructed, Jessica among them. She gave him one last sultry look before beginning to read, deftly popping open a button on her shirt to show more cleavage to him and pulling her shoulders back to make the shirt open up so he got a good view. She was smiling as she lowered her head to begin reading.

There were some passages in the book that Roger wanted to make sure he discussed with the class, so he opened the center drawer of his desk to retrieve a highlighter. That’s when he saw the note addressed to him in Jessica’s spidery, flowing handwriting. He paused in surprise for just a moment, glancing up at Jessica, then opened the note. He was careful to keep it low inside the desk drawer to keep the other students from seeing it and opened it slowly to avoid making any noise.

‘I just love teasing you and making your cock hard, my pet! And it is hard right now, isn’t it? Just think of how much harder it’s going to be with my soft lips wrapped around it as I suck the pre-cum out of it!”

Roger felt his cock grow even more, and he wasn’t surprised when he looked up at Jessica to see her looking up at him from beneath her brow, her head lowered as she was reading, and smiling. He folded the note up and slipped it into his jacket pocket, then turned his attention towards highlighting the passages in his textbook.

The rest of the lesson turned out to be just as much of a challenge as Roger thought it would be with Jessica taking every opportunity to tease him in the subtlest of ways. She sat back in her chair and pulled her shoulders back to make her shirt stretch tight across her massive breasts; she surreptitiously ran her fingers over and around the nubs of her nipples to make them stand out more prominently against her shirt, and Roger thought he’d lose it completely when she slipped a slender finger slowly into her mouth, wrapped her soft lips around it, and sucked on it hard enough to make her cheeks hollow in just enough to be seen as she slowly pulled it out of her mouth.

When the bell rang signaling the end of the class Roger was relieved in one way but disappointed in another. The majority of the students were quick to leave the classroom; after all, it was Friday and they were anxious to get their weekend started. But Jessica was in no hurry to leave, slowly gathering her books up and bending over to pick one up from the floor which gave Roger a spectacular view of her huge, full breasts. The last student was just walking out of the door when Jessica stood up to leave, holding her books in front of her against her chest and pulling them close to make the mountains of her breasts bulge out of the top of her shirt. She slowly walked over to the desk where Roger was still sitting and where he’d been sitting for most of the class. It was the only way to hide the erection that Jessica had given him. He sat back in his chair and looked up at her, a grin on his face as he spoke.

“You rather enjoyed teasing me all day, didn’t you, Jessica?” he asked.

“Yes, Roger, I certainly did,” she replied, smiling back at him, her long auburn hair hiding the right side of her face as usual. She glanced down at the large lump of his erect cock pressing against his pants as she continued. “And from the looks of it, you enjoyed it as much as I did!”

“Yeah, well, sometimes the damned thing has a mind of its own,” he replied, looking down at his crotch as he spoke.

“Thank goodness for that!” Jessica said, then turned to walk towards the door. Roger was mesmerized by the swinging of her firm, shapely ass as she walked. The fact that he had seen that ass – and much more – naked made it even more enjoyable. When she reached the door she paused as she put her hand on the knob, turning to look at him before speaking.

“Do you have any plans for the weekend, my pet?” she asked.

“As a matter of fact no, I don’t, Jessica,” he replied. Jessica smiled bigger at him as she spoke again.

“You do now,” she said as she opened the door. Then she stepped Alanya Escort Bayan through it and was gone, the scent of her jasmine perfume hanging in the air. Roger just sat there and looked at the closed door for a moment, trying to figure out what this young nymph had up her sleeve next, then gave up. He decided to just go with the flow, gathering up his books and papers, putting them in his briefcase before heading out of the door himself.

Roger walked out of the building, across the campus and down to the parking lot to his car, and he wasn’t at all surprised to see a note sitting on the driver’s seat. He smiled as he unlocked the door and then opened it, reaching in to pick up the note before he got in. Once he got the car started and the air conditioning going he opened up the note to read it.

‘I’m glad you don’t have any plans for the weekend, my pet, because I have something planned for the both of us! The limo will pick you up at six, and you need bring nothing except the clothes you’re wearing. See you soon! Jessica’

“Nothing except the clothes I’m wearing,” Roger repeated out loud to himself. “And I have a feeling I won’t be wearing those for long!” he continued as he started the car. He put the car in gear, backed out of his parking space, then left the lot and headed for his apartment. He was smiling the whole way.

Roger had plenty of time to shower and change out of his work clothes once he got to his apartment. He half-expected to find a series of notes along the way, but was disappointed when no more notes were waiting for him. When he came down the stairs from his apartment at six PM he was wearing clean jeans, deck shoes, and a dark green polo shirt. He had nothing else with him except his wallet and watch, just as the note from Jessica dictated. He got to the bottom of the stairs and saw the long, white limo waiting for him, the driver clad in a black suit wearing a chauffer’s hat standing next to the rear door. The driver touched the brim of his cap as he spoke.

“Mr. Marks?” he asked, giving Roger a professional smile.

“That’s me,” Roger replied

“Very good, sir,” the driver said, opening the door for Roger. “Please make yourself comfortable and enjoy the ride,” he said as Roger got into the limo. The driver closed the door behind him and then went around the limo to get in behind the wheel. The limo pulled smoothly away from the curb and blended into traffic as Roger settled in, getting comfortable in the plush rear seat. The interior of the limo was a deep burgundy, the seats were soft and full, and there was a crystal decanter containing what Roger assumed must be whiskey in a holder on the other side of the limo from the door. There were two crystal glasses on either side of the bottle, all of which were sparkling in the soft interior lighting of the limo. Roger reached for a glass and then the decanter, pouring two fingers of the brown liquid into the glass. He took a sip and instantly recognized the liquid as a premier brand of bourbon, the kind that came in a purple drawstring bag. He took another sip as he settled back into the soft seat, smiling as he got comfortable.

‘Man, I could get used to this!’ he thought to himself as he folded down the center armrest to use the drink holder he knew was there. As he moved to put the crystal glass in the holder he stopped short, then began to smile.

There was a note addressed to him inside the drink holder, and he recognized Jessica’s handwriting. He picked up the note and put the glass in its place, then opened the note and read what it said.

‘Hello, my pet! I do hope you like the limo as you’re going to be in it for a little while, and I wanted to make your trip as comfortable as possible. You’re on your way to The Windjammer Hotel where I’ll be waiting for you. The trip will take a little more than an hour, and once you get there go to the front desk and introduce yourself. Now all you need to do is relax, enjoy the ride and the bourbon, and I’ll see you soon!”

He was impressed. The Windjammer Hotel was one of the more expensive hotels located on the beach, with every room in the hotel facing the beach. He’d seen it several times and had often wondered what it would be like to stay there, but he always thought that he’d never be able to afford it on his salary. That was all in the past now, as his obviously well-to-do 19-year-old lover had taken care of all that for him. But then again, coming from the Alexander family the way she did, he wasn’t surprised that she had money. The limo alone was proof of that.

He took one more look at the note as he picked up his drink and took a sip, then folded the note and slipped it into his pocket. All there was to do now was just what Jessica had told him to do – relax, enjoy the ride and the bourbon. He decided to do just that, stretching out his legs and crossing his feet at the ankles.

“Yes, I could definitely get used to this!” he said aloud, smiling to himself.

A little more than an hour later the limo pulled up to the circular drive in front of The Escort Alanya Windjammer Hotel, and as soon as it stopped the driver got out and opened Roger’s door for him. Roger went to reach for his wallet to tip the driver, but the driver put his hand on Roger’s arm and stopped him.

“Thank you, sir, but that’s already been taken care of,” he said, smiling and tipping his hat at Roger. “Have a good weekend, sir!” he said before going around to the driver’s door, getting in, and then driving away. Roger walked into the lobby of the hotel, the cool air inside giving him a little bit of a chill. He walked over to the desk where an attractive brunette was working. She looked up and smiled as he approached.

“Good evening, sir, may I help you?” she said cheerily.

“Yes, my name is Roger Marks,” Roger replied.

“Oh, yes, Mr. Marks, I have your room key card right here!” she said, picking up a small envelope the size of a credit card from out of an accordion holder and handing it to him. He noticed his name was written on the envelope as he took it.

“You’re in Room 1022; take the elevator up to the tenth floor, turn right, and it’s third door on the right,” she explained, pointing to the elevator to his left.

“Thank you very much,” Roger replied, turning to head for the elevator.

“And I have this note for you, too, Mr. Marks,” the brunette said, handing him another folded note. Once again he recognized Jessica’s handwriting as he took the note. “If there’s anything you need, please don’t hesitate to call. I hope you have an enjoyable stay!” the brunette said, smiling broadly at him.

“Thank you, I’m sure I will!” he replied, opening the note.

“Come to me, my pet, I’m waiting for you!”

Roger felt his cock twitch as he read the simple message. He folded the note and put it in his pocket with the other one as he headed to the elevator. Less than two minutes later he stepped out of the elevator onto the tenth floor of the hotel and turned right, striding down the hallway to the third door on the right which bore the numbers ‘1022.’ He slipped the card key into the slot and was rewarded with a green light and a soft ‘beep’ as the lock clicked open. He turned the handle and opened the door, stepping into the foyer of one of the most spacious hotel rooms he’d ever seen.

The door opened into a living room with a couch on one side of the room, a long table with a rather large HD TV sitting on it on the other side of the room, and a big lounge chair sitting in the corner next to the sliding glass door which led to the balcony. There was a coffee table sitting in front of the couch, and on the table was a champagne bucket that contained a bottle of champagne. There were two long stemmed champagne glasses – crystal, he was sure – sitting on the table next to them, and Roger had a pretty good idea he knew what brand champagne was sitting in the bucket getting chilled. The door to the bedroom was on the side of the room where the table and HD TV were, and as he turned his head to look Jessica appeared in the doorway.

She was sexy and stunning as usual, wearing a long, flowing white see-through robe with faux white fur at the collar and cuffs. Beneath the robe she was wearing a white lace teddy, the top of which was cut very low and barely holding in her heavy, mammoth breasts. He could see the dark patch of her closely trimmed pubic hair beneath the crotch of the teddy, and he could feel the first stirrings in his balls and his cock. She completed the outfit by wearing white nylons that didn’t need a garter belt to stay up, the tops stopping at mid-thigh. Jessica put her hands on either side of the doorway and cocked one leg at the knee as she looked at him and smiled her usual, sexy smile. The right side of her face was again covered by her long, flowing auburn hair, something that Roger thought he would always find incredibly sexy and alluring. She smiled at him as she spoke.

“Hello, my pet,” she said, her voice low and sultry as usual. “I’m so glad you’re here!”

“Hello, Jessica,” Roger replied, smiling back at her as he let his eyes roam up and down her lithe figure. “I’m glad I’m here, too!”

Jessica walked over to him, her hips swaying as she walked, her huge breasts bobbling inside the teddy with every movement. Roger could see her nipples were hard and erect, pressing against the thin material of the lingerie and nearly ripping through it. She never broke eye contact with him as she covered the short space between them, her green eyes – the one he could see, anyway – sparkling. She walked up to him and reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pulled her body close to his. Roger could feel the massive globes of her breasts pressing against his chest as she molded her body to his, and he could feel the heat emanating from her groin as her hips pressed hard against his. She placed a hand on the back of his head and pulled his face down to hers as she lifted her face up, her soft, full lips parted in anticipation. Their lips touched as they kissed, Jessica pressing her full body up against Roger’s even harder as her lithe tongue slipped out of her mouth and into his. Their tongues danced as Roger slipped his arms around Jessica’s body and pulled her close to him, letting one hand slide down her back to grip and squeeze one of the firm, rounded gloves of Jessica’s ass.

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It was a hot summer. I had an erotic itch by Saturday evening. I was feeling decidedly frustrated because my weekend plans had been thwarted. So, I made a decision. I was going to make some guy’s lucky day. I dressed in a short skirt showing quite a bit of leg, button blouse not buttoned all the way up — and that is all. I drove around for an hour or so looking for some poor soul to catch my interest and was almost in despair until I spotted a car dealership. Chuck was the first guy to welcome me as I stepped out of my car to look at the new SUV’s. I told him I was looking at the large SUV and would like to test-drive the gold and brown one with black trim. He must have liked what he saw as my breasts giggled beneath the silk of my shirt because his eyes never left my breasts and he nearly ran to get the keys. I noticed his tight butt as he jogged back inside and wondered at his enthusiasm. He seemed very young (probably only 19 or 20) but he seemed to like me and I could tell he would have a nice hard prick. He just didn’t know this would be his lucky day!

Opening the vehicle, I walked around with him behind me, and he never took his eyes off me. I took this as a sign that he was attracted to me and smiled more openly and friendly to him. He opened the rear doors and I looked in, bending over to “test the back area” and I thought I heard a slight intake of breath as my skirt rose higher nearly to my ass. I turned my head and caught his look, smiling as he blushed slightly. I could imagine thoughts of squeezing my butt were dancing around in his mind.

I ask him if I could take it for a test drive. He said, “sure.” Then jumped in and started it up. He held the door for me to get in and then is when I allowed him to see I had no panties on! First I stepped onto the running board, showing him a glimpse of leg and wetness between my thighs. Then I turned and sat on the seat causing my skirt to ride up. I swung my right leg towards the front of the car allowing my legs to separate enough that he caught a glimpse of my heated twat. I knew that from where he stood, he could see clearly that I had NO panties on! I felt my clit start to throb as I enjoy toying with him immensely. I sneak a peak at the center region of his pants just before he closes the door assuring myself of his awareness. I chuckled to myself as he abruptly closed the door to avoid embarrassing himself.

As I drive off the lot with him next to me, I mention that it is very hot in the vehicle and tugged at the collar of my gapping blouse… and some howa button comes open. Reaching over to turn the A/C on I look over and notice he is watching the unencumbered movements of my breasts and tug again at my blouse to increase the bounce and jiggle. I settled back in my seat as he attempted to tell me about the features of the vehicle; but I could tell his thoughts were not really in the sell but more on the underlying conversation between our bodies. I could imagine feeling his firm hands on my free breasts and glancing at his crotch I assured myself he had the same vision.

He directed me down a road with very little traffic. I mentioned that the seat back seemed a bit high and asked about adjusting it. He told me there was a lever but I couldn’t reach it with my hand. I pulled over into an abandoned parking lot to search for the lever asking for his help. Eager to please, he leaned over my body to adjust the lever almost burying his face into the cleavage between my breasts. I felt a rush of breath against my skin and new he was very aroused. Admonishing myself for teasing him unmercifully, I chuckled to myself a little. Then with sure fingers I traced my hand along the back of his leg to squeeze gently on his firm ass.

His eyes locked with mine and I could see a lusty expression in the depths of his. Arousal clearly held in check by the tender emotions of youth and maybe even a little confusion at his attraction to me. I ask him if the middle seats on the vehicle folded down. Reality returned and he immediately jumped out of the vehicle, opened the side doors and lay the middle seats down. I got out and stood next to him with one hand on his shoulder as he adjusted the seats. My head was close to his as I looked inside the vehicle and he could Alanya Escort smell the fragrance of my perfume. Looking inside with satisfaction, I asked if the rear seats have also fold down and he replied “no, they are stationary” … and I start to step in. He stepped back to watch me, the dress riding up and showing enough that he could have just stooped down and been able to see the curve of my butt if he wanted. It seemed to be more than he could stand and finally, taking courage he reached out and gently put his hand on my ass over my dress with only the slightest of squeeze. I didn’t flinch. Instead I smiled at him encouraging him. I dip my back slightly, expelling a bit of warm juice from my cunt to slide down my thigh in plain view of his hungry eyes.

I climbed in and sat on the rear seat as he hovered near the side door looking back at me. There was a bit of confusion in his expression and a definite look of lust in his eyes as he watched the way my dress rode high on my thigh. I parted my legs just a bit to allow him a glimpse of pussy. My body and clit are throbbing and wanting to be touched by him but I took it slow and gentle.. savoring his discomfort. I can clearly see his cock pushing against the fabric of his pants and it looks hard and long. I can imagine the strain of his piece against the confining material casing a sweet friction against the head of his throbbing cock. My mouth watered and I gently licked my lips before, I asked if he would like to sit next to me to see how roomy the seat is. He stepped up into the vehicle wrestling to conceal his aroused condition. Sitting next to me, I could almost feel him tremble with heat. I lean forward giving him a complete view of both breasts through the opening in my shirt. I smiled at him openly and mention there seems to be a lot of room in the vehicle… maybe even enough for an orgy.

Taking that as an open invitation, he could no longer resist and putting his arm on the back of the seat behind me then around my shoulders to pull me to him. I didn’t resist and his confidence bolstered, he moved slowly towards my lips for a kiss. My tongue dipped out to moisten my mouth and I parted my lips as his touched down on mine. He was tender and gentle at first but I surrendered. I pushed my tongue against his soft lips encouraging him to deepen the kiss which he did tightening his hold with ardor and fervor. I opened my mouth wider and felt for his tongue, sliding in and out like he was intent on fucking my lips. He sighed as his hands found my breast and started to knead and caress them through the fabric. Gently, he squeezed at first until I pressed back against his hand and brought my hand to his encouraging him to squeeze harder and explore the firmness of my mounds. I opened my shirt and slid his hand inside to my erected nipple. More boldly now, he stroked my skin and tugged at my nipple. His mouth soon followed his hand and fingers. His tongue darted out to stroke at my nipple then groaning aloud he sucked it into his mouth. I pushed at his head with my hands encouraging him to suck and feed at my breast. The heat between my thighs was unbearable and I forced my head back against the leather moaning and longing for a release. I wanted to finger my pussy but was fearful to move to quickly. Quicker and harder now he sucked increasing the discomfort in my abdomen. If I didn’t finger my pussy soon, I felt I would explode. I wanted to scream at him to fuck me but I held back wanting it to be a memorable fuck for him and not a quick shot. I dared not finger his cock even though I could feel it straining against his pants begging for release.

Into his search for my pleasure, his hands roamed freely as he sucked at my tits. Anticipation screaming in my veins, I felt his hands slowly gravitating to the center of my pelvic region and spread my legs a bit to allow him freedom to explore my waiting cavern. His hands touched and smoothed the skin of my thigh feeling the smooth softness as his fingers roamed over the knee and back up my thigh. My insides were screaming, begging him to explore my heated wet flesh. My fingers in his hair must have transmitted a bit of my urgency although I tried to restrain the pressure. Finally, I felt Alanya Escort Bayan his fingers slide up the inside of my thighs that were now drenched with moisture then under my short skirt to finally reach my wetness producing a heartfelt moan from my lips. Encouraged to explore he pushed a finger slowly between my swollen lips. A soft gasp escaped me as very, very slowly he insert the tip of his finger in me. Trembling with the fever of unresolved anticipation my hands began to explore his chest and lower to brush against his cock held tightly in the captivity of his dress pants. I could not stop my exploration and had to know the size of his weapon. My fingers trailed down the length and squeezed at the width of his penis pleased that he felt so hard. It had been so long since I felt a cock of any kind and longer since I felt one so stiff and erect. My probing seemed to inflame his senses and his hands became bolder on my body with lips tugging and biting at my nipples while his fingers explored the wetness of my hot pussy.

Suddenly, I knew that a prick like that could not remain fettered. I needed to feel it, to taste it. I whispered to him to wait and sit back. Reluctantly and questioningly, he sat up and I could hear his breathing, heavy and hot. I slid down to kneel on the floorboard in front of him and rested my hands on his knees. I unbuckled his belt and unfasten his pants, while smiling up into his face. Coy and sexy, I teased him taking extra pains with lowering the zipper and removing his garments. As I unzipped his pants I whispered to him to raise his hips, while I pulled his pants from his butt and down his thighs. Then I lowered my head to kiss the bulge beneath his briefs. I opened my mouth gently but firmly biting the length of his cock through the stretched cloth. His taut erection had pulled the material away from his body exposing his balls along the side of his briefs and I could not resist licking and sucking at the salty texture. He groaned out loud, his arms stiff at his side and his hands pressed into the leather as he gripped the edge of the seat. He gave an uncontrollable buck upwards into my mouth and pre-cum droplets stained his briefs. Sensing his urgency, I pulled the briefs down to free his engorged cock. I feasted at the sight of his hard-on. Hard, straight, and erect it stood throbbing and pulsing with his racing blood. I took it in my hand to squeeze and pull on it… milking the clear pre-cum until it stood in beads at the tip of his beautiful cock. I looked at it now, the look of pure lust on my face. I bent down and sucked gently at the opening pulling the pre-cum onto my tongue. He gasped and clutched at my shoulders, I smiled up at him aware that his arousal was almost unbearable.

Bending again I opened my mouth and allowed my lips to slowly ease onto the head of his cock surrounding the head and moving slowly up the length. He watched as my head slid down slowly and his cock disappeared into the depths of my mouth. Up and down I moved moistening him with my tongue from tip to balls. My tongue darted out and in massaging the underside of his piece. Then I would receded and roll my tongue around the tip causing him to gasp. He watched my mouth on his cock and I felt his load filling his balls ready to burst. My hand squeezed tightly the base of his cock to slow his eruption and allow me to suck slowly. His hands wandered down and he tried to hold my breasts in his hand but I move them away, concentrating on sucking him slowly. When he was moistened to my satisfaction I engulfed his entire cock in my mouth until my lips pressed tightly against his groin. Gagging slightly at the length I attempted a swallow allowing the head of his cock to slide into my throat. He gasped and bucked against my mouth… then all of a sudden he begged me to stop! I pulled him from my mouth and looked at him a bit startled. His breathing was ragged and it took a moment for him to answer. He told me to stop and let him regain his breath because he didn’t want to cum yet. I smiled at his control, but allowed him to relax a moment. I moved forward to gently kiss his lips and his hands unbuttoned my shirt to play with my breasts. Then he asked me to lean against the back Escort Alanya seat in a kneeling position. He slid off the seat and assumed a position behind me.

He slid his hands over my back and gently squeezed the flesh of my ass through the fabric of my skirt. He gently tugged the material up to reveal the slit of my ass. My skirt had ridden fully up my thighs by our actions and I arched my back to allow him to see the dew dripping from my cunt. I heard his breath intake and glanced back to smile at him as he held his tight hard cock in one hand and his hand rested against my backside. Teasing him I asked, “So, are you going to fuck me or eat me?” First he gave a sheepish grin then boldly and surprising me he state… “I’m gonna fuck you lady, but first I’m gonna lick that hot pussy!” I was a bit taken aback by his boldness and smiled. My muscles contracted slightly and I increased my arch a bit to push my pussy closer to his cock.

Holding tightly to his cock as though it were his lifeline, he dipped his head. His tongue found the top of my butt crack and traced slowly downward passing over my asshole to dance slightly between my asshole and pussy before he pushed it into the crevices of my hot wet cavern. I could not resist spreading my legs a bit and my swollen clit throbbed. He stroked over my clit and then buried his tongue in my pussy for a moment. It felt good and I moaned. I moved my hips from side to side pushing back against his face. I could tell he had never licked a woman before and wasn’t sure of his ability to pleasure her. This was more for his enjoyment but hot as I was by the enigma it wasn’t hard for me to reach the brink of orgasm. My moans more insistent seemed to embolden him and his tongue hardened thrusting in and out of my pussy like a cock. He never touched my clit again and I was screaming to relieve my tension. His tongue was not far enough in my pussy to reach my g-spot and I groaned… wanting to cum on his face. My tension was building near explosion and he pushed my head and shoulders down on the seat to spread my pussy wider fucking me with his tongue and pulling on the lips of my pussy with his teeth. I wanted to scream at him to “fuck me!” But, I held back. My hips were grinding into his mouth and lips moving from side to side. I could tell his excitement was growing also, spurned on by my frustrated moans and the scent of my cunt.

His voice more guttural now, I could tell he was near climax. He pulled his head back and positioned himself behind me running his cock up and down the length of my ass and pussy moistening the tip. I readied myself for his entry and could not resist a slight push to spur him on. He found the opening of my tunnel and pushed the head into my pink wetness. I covered my mouth to stifle a scream as I bucked against him… I pushed backwards and his hands on my hips pulled me back with equal force. I exploded inside cumming over and over in waves of release. I don’t think he was aware of my release but reveled in the feel of my repeated contractions against his cock. He rocked and bucked with his penis buried deep in my shaft. I reached between my legs to grasp his balls and pull them against my clit while he fucked.

I felt his cock swell until it filled me and I was unable to contract against his length. His voice was louder now and each thrust was emphasized with a loud guttural sound “Uh… ah… uh…”. I felt the heat surge through his veins filling then exploding streams of lava. His moan became a loud convulsive symphony as he came shooting a full load into me. Then before he was spent he pulled his cock from my pussy and I watched as spurts of pearly white cum coated my ass running down my crease to drip from my pussy lips. When he was spent, I used his cock to capture the drops of semen from my ass then turning around I sucked the residue from him careful not to tug on the sensitized head. Finally, he collapsed on the floor of the SUV and lay for a moment. I joined him sucking gently at his balls and cock until we were both able to breath again.

After the initial excitement wore off we both were a bit embarrassed but hid our uneasiness with laughter and a kiss. Together we straightened our clothes and I asked him if he had ever had sex with anyone who was at least 15 years older? He replied “no, but it was quiet an enjoyable experience.” I told him it was for me also and we laughed. We drove back to the car lot in silence and he helped me to my car. Before, I drove away; he leaned in to tell me I was welcome to another test drive any day.

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I work for an accounting firm in the Ogilvie building downtown, so I usually take my lunch at the big CityCenter mall food court. The food court is on the opposite side of the mall from my building and I walk through the mall end-to-end almost every day on my way to lunch.

About six months ago, I was stopped by a young man wearing a lab coat who was hanging around the fountain in the center of the mall. He asked me if I liked beer.

It was a little startling, but I told him that I did, of course, like beer. After asking if I had a few minutes to spare, he invited me to take a taste test of a few different beers and give my feedback. He led down the hallway leading to the public restrooms, then to a small office that I never knew existed. With his assistant present, I sampled five or six different beers and answered a series of questions about each for him.

The whole thing took less than twenty minutes, and he gave me a coupon for some money off a case of beer at the supermarket. And that was that.

I secretly hoped I’d be approached for another interview since I was so amused by the beer tasting. And yesterday, I finally was. Far from amusing, this second interview was incredibly sexy and a real treat.

As I approached the fountain area when I was returning from lunch, I saw a beautiful young woman in a white lab coat. She had a clipboard with her, but I assumed she would be selling cosmetics for the anchor store that was at the center of the mall facing the fountains. When I was closer to her, I realized she didn’t have any products. She made eye contact with me and stopped me when I approached her.

“Hi there,” she said. She was a real looker, with short blonde hair done in a modern, spunky style. Under her white coat, she wore a black shirt and black pants, plus low black heels.

“Hello,” I said as I stopped and faced her.

“My name is Tammy. I work for the Smith Research office here in the mall. Have you heard of us?”

“Yes, I have,” I smiled, barely containing my excitement. “I did a taste-test earlier this year.”

“Oh, the beer? Great, you’re familiar with our company. Can spare some time to do another test for us?”

“I guess I can, sure.”

“Well, I want to make sure you’re able to participate. This test is pretty active, and it’s a little more involved than the beer study. It can take up to two hours to complete.”

“Gosh, that’s a long time. Do you need me now?”

“We do. I’d really like to get this time-slot filled. We’re not making much progress because we’ve had so many cancellations.”

“Well, what the heck. I’ll give it a shot.”

“Oh, great! Let’s walk to the survey area and I’ll see if I can get some personal information from you as we go.”

“Of course,” I said.

While walking with Tammy, she asked for my name and address and noted them on a form on her clipboard. Her gait was fluid and controlled. She wasn’t walking very quickly, but I could tell that she was very athletic and graceful even under her lumpy lab coat.

When we reached the survey office, she said she would be making sure everything was ready and would return in a few minutes. She asked me to wait, and handed me a business card. After Tammy disappeared into a door deeper in the office, I had a seat and glanced at the card. It identified her as Dr. Tammy Klein, PhD. Her job title was “Clinical Sexologist”.

I was quite surprised, and had only just checked my astonishment when she reappeared in the waiting room.

“Okay! Come on back here with me and we’ll finish our chat.”

We entered the door she previously used, and I found myself in a hallway not unlike that at a doctor’s office. There was a scale and a cart with some packages on it, but the space was otherwise empty. There were five doors, including the one we had just used. One of the doors, towards our left, was open.

Tammy led me to the open door as I tried to remember how the office had been set up for my beer tasting test. I didn’t think it was this spacious or dramatic, but I didn’t feel certain of my recollection.

I found myself in something of an examining room as Tammy closed the door behind me. There was a padded table with some tissue paper on it, just like at my doctor’s office. I saw a couple of chairs, plus a plain but comfortable sofa with a large, square ottoman; a sink, and a counter with some equipment on it, too. Past the sink on the far side was another door.

“Did you have a look at my card, Joe?”

“Yes, I did.”

“And you’re wondering why you’re being interviewed by a sexologist, right?”

“Yeah, I guess I am. I’m a little surprised. I guess we’re not going to eat ice cream or have some beer, huh?”

She smiled. “No, we’re not. This is the point where most people drop out of the interview, and I’m hoping you won’t because you seem like a great candidate for us.”

“I hope I can help you,” I told her.

“Me, too. But don’t be afraid to decline if you’re not comfortable. I have to ask you a ton of personal questions Alanya Escort before we proceed. But I can tell you now that we’re testing a new product from Socrates. Are you familiar with Socrates?”

“The philosopher or the condom company?”

Tammy looked relieved. “The condom company,” she said, as she flipped over her form and clipped it to her board. “They have an incredible new product. I can demo it for you and we’ll talk about it a little bit. Then, I’d like to ask you to test it. Do you think you can help me with that?”

“Sure,” I told her.

“Okay. Let’s get the rest of the survey questions out of the way, first. Again, please think of me as a doctor—I am, you know. I normally do marriage counseling and try to help couples with their intimate lives. I’d like you to answer my questions as honestly as you can, but I also have to let you know that if I think you’re being dishonest, we’ll end the interview and I’ll have to discount your participation.”

“I’ll do my best, Doctor Tammy,” I said. I was trying to lighten the mood a bit. I was game for anything, and actually getting a bit aroused. Tammy was a little vixen, even if she was acting rather clinical at the moment.

The doctor threw cold water all over me with her first question: “Do you have now, or have you ever had, a sexually transmitted disease?”

“Uh, no.”

And we went on from there. How many partners, last sexual intercourse, preferred method of birth control, frequency of intercourse, masturbation habits. It was a bit awkward at times, but I answered as best I could. They went on and on; children, discomfort urinating, ejaculate volume. Staying power, even—and I couldn’t figure out how to answer that, so I just blathered on about feeling like I was always in control of myself, except sometimes. Trouble making an erection? And so on.

Tammy just kept taking notes.

“Are you single?”

“Yes.”

“Seeing anyone?”

“Not now, no.”

“Great. I think you’ll be able to help us. Let me show you the product, first,” she said. Tammy walked to one of the counters and opened a cabinet. She produced what looked like an ordinary condom packet, but it was much thicker.

“Here it is,” she said, as she returned to me. I was sitting on the examining table, which just then was striking me as rather awkward. I wondered why I would be on the table while she just asked me a bunch of questions.

“I’ve got a habit of going through this pretty quickly, so don’t hesitate to stop me with your questions.”

“I see.”

“The main feedback Socrates has received on their other products from men involved sensitivity. Feedback about texture ranked second with men and first with women. They released a SuperPleasure line which was really thin, but this condom goes beyond that. It also addresses some other issues that women have raised, about taste and appearance.”

She tore open the packet, and revealed what looked like a wad of shiny window screen. “The condom goes on just like you’d expect, she said.” Dropping the empty packet next to me, she positioned it over the index and middle finger of one hand while unrolling it with the other. “The appearance gets a little better; it’s not quite so metallic anymore,” she said.

“Yeah, it isn’t. What is it made of?”

“A new polymer that Socrates has developed. It’s silicone-based, but uses a special aluminum alloy,” she said. “It’s very flexible.” She easily spread her fingers and the mesh widened a little to accommodate her movement. The roll was down to her knuckles, now.

“But here’s the interesting part,” she said. “There’s a gel cell here,” Tammy told me, as she exposed a little lump in the roll of the rubber at the base of the condom. “If I pop it, it releases a chemical that changes the makeup of the polymer and the appearance and texture of the condom.”

She invited me to touch her fingers. The material was actually quite smooth, despite its shiny metallic appearance. It also didn’t seem porous; rather, it was like a textured condom. One of those “with thirty million lumps for her pleasure” jobs you find in the gas station bathroom.

“Wow. That’s kind of odd,” I told her. She nodded. “I’ll activate the polymer shift now,” she said. She took the lump at the base of the condom between her fingers and squeezed it as if she was snapping a bubble in a roll of plastic packaging wrap.

What happened then simply amazed me. The condom seemed to dissolve around Tammy’s fingers. I couldn’t see it at all. Or, rather, I couldn’t be sure that I saw it. There was an odd sheen around her fingers, and I could see her skin distort where the invisible material was compressing her flesh.

“Holy cow!” I exclaimed. I instinctively moved to touch her fingers, and I felt like I was actually touching her skin. She spread her two fingers into a vee again, and I noted that I couldn’t put my own finger into the space between them; the condom was really there!

“It is quite impressive, isn’t it? I’m going to remove Alanya Escort Bayan this and hand it to you; try to put your own fingers inside it.”

She did so, and I played with the new prophylactic a bit. “Is it strong?”

She told me that it was, but that they weren’t quite through testing it yet. I marveled at it for a bit longer.

“Do you have any other questions, Joe?” She asked.

“No. Wow. I mean, when will these be available?”

“I really can’t say.”

“Gosh. This is incredible! I can’t really see it, though,” I said. I was fumbling around with it; I could feel it, and I was trying to put my fingers into it as Tammy had done. Since I could barely see the material, it wasn’t easy.

“I’m glad you think so. You’re noticing that it’s not too easy to handle once the polymer has been activated,” she said.

“Yeah. It’s a little odd.”

“In use, you’ll put it on before initiating the polymer metamorphosis.”

“Uhuh,” I said as I found the opening and played with the material. It spread easily, perhaps with less tension than the condoms I had used in the past. And it didn’t seem very slippery, though I had assumed it must have had a lubricant.

“I’d like you to help us test them,” she said.

“Okay, I’m all for it,” I told her. I expected that she’d give me a dozen, or maybe just three because they were so new and must be secret and expensive, and send me out into the world to convince some girls that I really was wearing something before I fucked them.

But she surprised me again. “I’d like you to disrobe so I can examine you for STDs, and then I’ll have one of our assistants test the condom with you.”

“Test?” I stammered. “Test it with me?”

“Yes. We’ll have a young lady join you for some foreplay, then oral and vaginal intercourse, over there. It’ll be rather clinical, but I’m sure you’ll enjoy yourself. The thing is, I need to watch and talk with you while it’s all happening.”

“Uh, are you serious?” I said. I scanned the room for half-mirrors and concealed cameras. I felt flush; like I should just walk away before I made a heel of myself by believing her.

“I’m quite serious. I’ll need you to sign a waiver, and a statement confirming your interview answers, too. You seem like a great candidate; fit, smart, and very articulate.”

“Yeah,” I said, thinking for a moment. I wasn’t feeling that articulate, for sure. “Well, okay. I’ll do it.”

“Wonderful,” she said. “I’ll let you disrobe while I go help my assistant get ready. We’ll begin your exam when I return.”

I hopped off the exam table as Tammy let herself out and closed the door behind her. While I removed my necktie and shirt, I thought about how lucky I was to be here testing this product. What a huge improvement over the condoms I’d used in the past!

On the other hand, if they were going to give me a girl to fuck just to prove that it worked, that seemed just incredible! How could any company associate themselves with what could only be described as prostitution? Maybe they somehow justified it as clinical research, like some variant of sexual surrogates you used to hear about on talk shows.

Puzzling over the legalities, I removed my shoes and pants. When I dropped my briefs, I realized that I was almost fully erect, though not quite perfectly hard. After removing my shoes and pants and folding everything neatly next to me on the exam table, I only barely had time to climb back onto my perch before the door opened.

Tammy wasn’t alone.

“This is Amy, who will be my assistant today,” Tammy told me. Amy followed her into the room, and I was pleased to see that she was incredibly attractive. She was taller than Tammy, partially because she was wearing white stiletto heels. Matching Tammy, Amy wore a white lab coat that was buttoned up the front completely, though Tammy’s coat was open.

Amy’s long dark hair reached past her shoulders, at least to her mid-back. It was more wavy than curly, a dark brown river of hair that was highlighted deep blonde around her head.

“Hello, Joe,” Amy said slowly.

“Hello,” I smiled.

“Looks like you’ve found a great candidate,” Amy told Tammy.

“I’m very pleased with him. Before we start, we’ll need to take some measurements, Joe. Are you erect?”

“Uh, well, I’m working on it.” I sat up straight to reveal myself, my member jutting from my thighs.

“Well, Amy can start helping you with that. I need to take a measurement of your penis for our notes,” Tammy said.

Amy stepped forward, smiling at me. “Ready to have some fun while you’re helping us, Joe?”

“I sure am!” I didn’t have to feign any enthusiasm. It was no hindrance that Amy was so attractive. I didn’t mind the clinical nature of my expected tryst, and I looked forward to using the product.

“Good. Let me see if I can help you reach your potential so that Tammy can measure you,” she said. Amy unbuttoned her lab coat and tossed it on the examining table next to me. A rush of Escort Alanya her perfume filled my head as the coat stirred the air.

My loins responded as I looked at her. Amy’s legs were clad in white stay-up stockings with lace tops, and they covered her shapely legs beautifully. Her smooth calves and pretty knees slightly swelled to thin thighs where the scalloped edge ended. A sparse patch of hair covered her mound, as she apparently didn’t shave herself but kept her bush trimmed with scissors. I could almost see her clit protruding from her pouting lips, and I stirred with desire as I thought of penetrating her soft folds.

Momentarily oblivious to both women, I let my gaze linger. Amy’s smooth belly was interrupted by a piercing in her belly-button, where a ring dangled and glinted in the lab’s fluorescent lights. Thin but not bony, the very bottom edge of her rib cage was visible above her belly, but the skin over her chest was smooth and looked to be soft and supple. Her breasts were a bit large for her frame, but they looked very pliant and I guessed they were not implants. It was hard to tell for sure, as she wore an open-cup push-up bra that held the mounds high on her chest, cupped by the same lace pattern that topped her stockings. Her nipples were provocatively pointed upward. They were rather large and puffy, tied into tiny rubbery knots at their very tips.

Amy’s broad shoulders let her carry her large tits gracefully. The posture of her breasts perched under her strong shoulders and graceful neckline gave the impression of a wonderful rack, and her fluffy locks alluringly framed her visible collar bone. Her arms were thin, and that further enhanced the swell of her breasts.

“Do you think we’ll get along, Joe?” Amy asked me.

“Yeah, I do,” I told her.

“Why don’t you stand up and we’ll see if we can help Doctor Tammy,” she said, and extended her hand.

Hopping back off the platform, I took Amy’s hand and stood. My dick pointed forward and began climbing upward as my erection drew the sexuality Amy exuded. She drew herself near to my side, pressing her breasts against my shoulder and chest. She flipped her hair and nuzzled gently next to me, filling me again with her intoxicating perfume.

“Look at that nice cock,” she said, and gently held my shaft. Weakly gripping me in her soft hand, she pumped me slowly two or three times before releasing me to caress my balls.

I sighed and closed my eyes. When I opened them, I found that Tammy had moved to stand in front of us and was examining my cock. Amy continued cupping my nuts.

“Oooh, and these big heavy balls must be full of cum. Are you going to fill up some condoms for us today?” she mewed.

“Yeah. I’m going to fill you up, too,” I told her playfully.

“You sure will, big boy,” Amy said. She released my balls and again loosely gripped my member in her soft, petite hand. Gently stroking me, she whispered in my ear that she was getting wet just thinking about it.

“Ok, let me have a measurement.” Tammy had produced a soft plastic tape. Amy adjusted my dick for her, still tenderly holding me at her side. “Seven and one-eighth,” she said as she flipped the tape over in her hand. “By two and one-half,” she finished. She stepped away and began writing on her clipboard.

“Wow,” said Amy. “You’re really thick, too. You’re going to scratch my deepest itch.” She led me towards the sofa, her heels clicking on the floor. Following behind her, I sensed Tammy shadow us. I examined Amy’s ass, marveling at the way it wiggled with her legs as she strode in her heels.

“Have a seat,” Amy directed when we reached the sofa.

I sat down, my boner protruding ahead of me. My weight burdened the sofa and Amy put her hands on my shoulders and I leaned back into the cushion. Her breasts were right before my eyes, straining against the half cups. She kept moving towards me, lifting a leg onto the sofa at either side. Balancing herself against my shoulders, she lowered her ass onto my knees then scooted forward just a bit.

“Do you like me?” she asked.

Tearing my gaze away from her chest, I looked at her face. “Yeah, you’re really hot,” I said, smiling at her. “Rilly, rilly hot,” I drawled.

She giggled. “I think you’re really handsome. You must get lots of girlfriends.”

“I do. I think you’re my next one,” I said.

“Well, at least for the next little while,” she said. “Do you want to touch me?”

“Yeah, I do. I think I want to do a lot more than that, too.”

“Then let’s get started,” Amy said. She grabbed my hands and put them on her soft stocking-clad thighs. I felt her shift her weight so she safely balanced herself between the sofa and my knees.

I gently caressed her legs, up and down the outside of her thighs. She rose slightly, letting her arms dangle around my neck loosely and making her breasts rise to just above my eye level. Wrapping my hands around the backs of her legs, I caressed her slowly some more.

“That’s nice,” she said softly.

With her encouragement, I reached higher with my strokes and let my fingers caress the bare backs of her thighs. My desire for her was increasing steadily, but I was determined to make the most of this experience. Feeling her up gently, I finally reached around her thighs to gently cup her ass.

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Bo stretched and grimaced as he sat in rush hour traffic. His right hip and lower back throbbed painfully and he grimaced, shifting to try and find a more comfortable position. He turned off of busy, six lane road onto a side street and searched for the correct street number. Bo had hurt his back the previous week and had been miserable since. His wife had told him that one of her friends had gone to a spa in midtown a few months prior when she had pulled a muscle. His wife said her friend had found extreme relief after only a few treatments. Bo was skeptical, but after suffering for five days, Bo had called and made an appointment.

After a few moments, Bo found the non-descript storefront with Island Day Spa lettered over the door. Bo parked and winced as he got out and stood. He limped painfully to the door and entered. A door chime sounded as he stepped into the dimly lit reception area. After just a moment, a matronly oriental woman hurried up the hall.

“Hello,” she said, “How we help you?”

“I have an appointment,” Bo said.

The woman looked at a book, found an entry, and looked up, “You, Mr. Bo?”

He nodded and pushed a form across the desk. Bo filled it out quickly, listing his name, address, and symptoms. The woman took it, looked at it briefly and gestured to him, “Follow me.”

Bo followed her through a door and down a short hall. She opened a door and gestured for him to enter. The room was small with the major feature being a massage table. There was a curtain at the rear of the room.

The receptionist gestured at a towel folded neatly on the table and said, “Take off clothes, wrap towel around waist and lay down. Jade will be your masseuse She be in shortly.”

With that she was gone. Bo sighed. He wasn’t quite sure if this would help and he really wasn’t sure he wanted to go through with this. What the hell, he thought. He was here and, who knew, it might help. Quickly, he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged out of it, draping it over the small chair. He kicked off his shoes, and unbuckled his belt, undid his belt, and shed his pants and underwear, folding them and putting them on the chair. Finally, he shrugged out of his t-shirt and placed it on top of his pants. He stepped to the table, wrapped the towel around his midsection, and lay down with a grimace.

Bo tried to relax. The room was warm and dim, and there was some soft, oriental sounding music playing from an unseen source, and a sweet, incense-like smell wafted through the room. After just a moment, the door opened.

“Hello.”

Bo turned his head and his eyes almost bugged out of his head. Jade smiled and Bo stuttered, “Um, hello.”

Unlike the matronly receptionist, Jade appeared to be in her mid-twenties. She was relatively short, maybe, 5’4″ and slender, with long, jet black hair, large breasts and a tight ass that were accented by a white tank top and tight blue jeans. Bo wasn’t sure what he had expected in a masseuse, but this wasn’t it. After a moment of silence, Jade smiled and said, “Your hip hurting, yes?”

Bo nodded, “Yes.”

She put her hand on his lower back and he jumped, “I going to check out your hip, ok.”

Bo nodded and Jade began to probe his right lower back and hip. After a moment, Bo jumped and grunted.

“Hurt there?,” Jade asked, and Bo nodded.

“I going to loosen up your back and legs, then I work on your hip,” she said matter-of-factly. Bo nodded and watched as she pulled several bottles of oil from a warming bin. She began by squirting some down his back and then began to knead his back, starting at his shoulders and working down. It felt great and Bo felt his body relaxing. She worked down his back to his waist, moving carefully around the spot she had identified earlier. By the time she reached his waist, Bo was very relaxed. He hadn’t slept well all week, and that combined with the warm room and the massage had him drifting in and out of sleep. He barely noticed when she squirted oil on the back of his legs and began to rub up his legs, beginning with his calves. Bo’s mind drifted as Jade continued to work up his legs. He dreamed he could see Jade’s breasts swaying in front of him and his breathing quickened as he saw her hands begin to squeeze and knead them, making the shiny with oil.

Bo jerked awake as Jade pulled his towel aside and began to massage his glutes. She began to work the spot that hurt more firmly, pressing and rubbing. As she pressed him down, he blinked and swallowed hard as he realized that he had a rather large erection. At that moment, Jade turned him slightly, and bent his leg upward, allowing his erect cock to pop upward beneath the towel. Bo looked back and gasped. Jade was bent over his hip, applying pressure and kneading the muscle. In the position she was in, he could clearly see her ample cleavage and her swaying breasts. He quickly looked away, but his erection remained. His heart pounded as his mind raced to figure out what he’d do if she asked him to roll onto his back. Thankfully, Alanya Escort she didn’t, instead she rolled him back onto his stomach and straightened his leg. She worked on his hip and lower back a few more minutes, by which time, Bo’s erection had subsided to wood status.

“Done for today,” Jade said, “but that muscle still tight. You come back in two days, ‘kay?”

Bo nodded his assent and Jade took her bottles of oil and said, “Bye, bye, Mr. Bo. See you Thursday.”

After the door closed, Bo rose, and stood, still trying to shake the vision of Jade’s swaying tits from his mind. He dressed quickly, paid the matronly receptionist, and set up an appointment for Thursday. Though not 100%, his hip definitely felt better. Bo was grateful and looked forward to sleeping well that night. He went home, ate dinner and sat down to read with his wife as they watched TV. In no time, he was nodding off, so he excused himself and went to bed. He fell asleep quickly and slept through the night. Early the next morning, he dreamed of Jade. He could see her tits swaying in front of him and feel her oily hand gliding up and down his throbbing shaft. He groaned as she straddle him in his mind’s eye and he buried his face between her breasts and guided her pussy onto his erection. In his dream, he began to thrust into her, the pressure in his balls soon becoming unbearable. Groaning he came hard, jerking awake as he ejaculated in his shorts. He groaned softly, rose and seeing that it was nearly time to get up, went ahead and padded to the shower.

He had thought of Jade frequently that day, and though his back was continuing to improve, he decided to keep his follow up appointment, more to see Jade than because he thought he needed it. The following day had been a bitch at work, and Bo was nearly late and very stressed by the time he arrived for his appointment. He was greeted by the same receptionist and shown to the same room. He stripped, wrapped the towel around himself, and again lay on the table. A few moments later, Jade entered the room, and greeted him with a smile.

“Welcome back, Mr. Bo,” she said in her sing-song voice, “Glad to see you again. How is your hip?”

Bo told her that it was feeling better, but not 100%. Jade took out her oils and began to work on him, starting with his shoulders. She was dressed in a similar manner, a white tank top and tight blue jeans.

As she began to knead his shoulders, she said, “Oh, Mr. Bo, you very tense today!”

Bo grunted, but didn’t say anything.

“No worry, I help you relax,” she said. As the words left her mouth, she began to work his shoulders harder. As she bent to her task, Bo felt her breasts moving against his back as she did. He swallowed hard as his cock stirred and tried not to think of it. As she worked down his back, she stood taller and the sensation ended. As Jade continued to work, the loosening of his muscles and the warmth of the room again lulled Bo into a drowsy state. His mind returned to his dream and he imagined Jade’s breasts swaying as he thrust into her from behind. His cock grew stiff beneath him as his dream deepened. He was so relaxed that he barely felt Jade roll him gently on his side and bend his knee as she had before. In his mind, they changed positions, with Bo now fucking her from the side, her breasts shaking with each thrust.

Jade worked his hip, working it until the muscle was relaxed. She then reached down and gently rolled onto his back. Again, Bo barely stirred, dreaming again that the two had changed positions and that she was now straddling him, bouncing on his cock, her breasts swaying rhythmically with their thrusting.

Jade applied oil to his legs and was working upward from his calves. She reached his thighs when Bo awoke with a start. It took him a moment to get his bearings, trying to figure out how he got to his back. He slowly opened his eyes, gulping as he looked at Jade’s swaying breasts, and that his erect cock was making in the towel. Bo’s face flushed and his mind raced as he tried to figure out what to do. There was no way Jade hadn’t noticed his erection. Bo was embarrassed and unsure how much of a faux paux this was. He was still trying to sort out what to do when Jade’s fingers moved beneath the towel still traveling up his thighs. Jade looked up at him and smiled, her fingers still kneading their way up his thighs.

Softly, she said, “Ah, you awake, Mr. Bo.”

Bo nodded weakly, unsure what to say.

Jade looked meaningfully at the tent in the towel and cooed softly, “Almost all of you is relaxed now,” she paused, looking him in the eye, “would you like me to relax the rest of you?”

Bo’s heart almost skipped a beat. For a moment, he didn’t know what to do, but after a moment, he stammered thickly, “Yes.”

Jade smiled and Bo jumped as he felt her warm, oily fingers begin to softly massage his scrotum. He closed his eyes, his breathing fast and shallow. Jade’s fingers gently rubbed and tugged at his balls. Alanya Escort Bayan The sensation was exquisite. Jade then pulled the towel off his mid-section, allowing his penis to spring upright. Jade gently grasped his shaft, squeezing it at the base, steadily and firmly, causing it swell and thicken more than Bo could ever remember. He was almost panting now, feeling the blood pounding in her shaft. Jade kept one hand on his shaft and with the other squeezed a stream of warm oil on his shaft. It felt so good Bo couldn’t help but moan softly. Jade’s hand began to move up and down his shaft slowly, moving from the base to just below the head. Bo’s hands were balled into fists and his breathing was now ragged pants. Jade’s hand picked up pace and increased it’s pressure on his shaft. Bo’s shaft felt like it might explode and he tried in vain to try and extend the pleasure he was feeling by trying to do long division in his head. It wasn’t working. He could feel his balls tingling and the cum trying to push upward. Suddenly, Jade allowed her thumb and forefinger to caress the engorged head as she stroked. At the same time, she increased her pace and Bo could hold back no longer. He breathed in sharply as he felt his orgasm coming and then he let out a long, low moan as his penis erupted. Three, long strands of cum shot from his cock, followed by many more smaller ones. Bo’s hips came off the table and he kept moaning as his cum covered Jade’s hand.

Slowly, she brought him down, slowing the pace and pressure, but continuing to stroke his shaft as it jerked lightly in her sticky fingers. Bo smiled as his breathing became steadier and deeper. Jade had his cum all over her hand and one of the initial shots of his cum and landed on her tank top. Bo exhaled and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, Jade had a warm, damp towel. She gently began to clean him and he sighed at the feeling. She stepped to the cabinet and as Bo sat up, she shrugged out of her soiled tank top and pulled a clean one out, and with it in her hand turned to face him. Bo’s eyes widened as he got his first real glimpse of her breasts. They were better than he had imagined, large and soft, jiggling as she laughed softly.

“See something you like, Mr. Bo,” she asked playfully.

Bo nodded appreciatively as she tugged it over her head.

“Mr. Bo, I glad I could relax all of you today,” she said with a smile, “You know, relaxation very good for body and soul. Perhaps you should get relaxed more often.”

At the moment, the idea of seeing Jade more was all Bo wanted. “Could I get an appointment next week?” he asked.

“Of course,” she replied, “how ’bout next Thursday?”

Bo agreed and Jade gave him a peck on the cheek and was gone. He dressed and walked up front somewhat self consciously, wondering if the receptionist had heard his moans. If she did, she didn’t let on and she took his payment and dutifully scheduled his next appointment.

Bo couldn’t get Jade out of his mind. All week, he thought of her oiled hand gliding up and down his cock, of his intense orgasm, and of her amazing tits. He thought Thursday would never come, and then Thursday turned into such a hellacious day at the office that he nearly forgot about it. At the last minute, he remembered, and though he still had work to do, he told his secretary he had an important appointment and rushed to the spa.

He was about five minutes late arriving. Traffic was terrible and between that and the rest of his day, he was in a foul mood by the time he entered the spa. The receptionist greeted him and he nodded, but said nothing. After a few moments, a buzzer went off and she beckoned Bo to follow her. This time, she took him past the room he’d gone to before to the end of the hall. She opened the door and they proceeded down another short hall to another door. She opened this one and stepped into a room that was slightly larger than the room he’d been in previously, but it had one noticeable difference: in addition to the massage table, there was a full size bed. The receptionist motioned him in, told him to lie on the table, and then left the room.

Bo’s mind was reeling from the stressful day and now from the implications of the bed in the room. Bo stripped quickly and lay on his stomach, the towel around his waist, trying to relax. Jade entered a few moments later and smiled. She was dressed again in a simple white tank top, but today she wore a pair of tight jean shorts showing off a pair of firm, tanned legs. Bo smiled appreciatively, but said nothing. Jade seemed to sense his tension and said nothing but moved to his side quietly. Bo was so tense that he jumped when she touched him.

“Poor baby,” she cooed and began to knead his taut shoulders and neck. Jade worked up and down his back, slowly loosening his muscles. She gently stroked his head and neck and to his surprise, he became so relaxed that he drifted off. Jade gently removed the towel around his waist and massaged the back of his Escort Alanya legs and his glutes. Then, gently, she rolled him to his side and pushed his right leg upward. She again massaged the spot on his hip that had brought him there in the first place. Then, her fingers moved down and begin to lightly caress his scrotum. Bo’s breathing began to quicken and his penis began to thicken.

Bo’s eyes opened and he smiled and rolled onto his back. Jade met his eyes as one hand continued to caress his balls and the other fondled his growing penis. Jade reached for his hand and pulled him into a sitting position, guided him to the bed and motioned for him to lie down again. He did and Jade straddled his legs and reached for his cock again. Bo sighed as Jade’s soft, oily hands again began to stroke him. She stroked him for a few moments, letting it grow hard and rigid in her hand. Bo had closed his eyes, but opened them when she released him. Her eyes were locked on his as she took the hem of her top in her hands and pulled it seductively over her head, tossing it to the floor. Bo was mesmerized as she again began to rub shaft. Her breasts swayed gently as her hand moved. After a few moments, Jade reached for the bottle of oil beside the bed. Bo’s eyes were locked on her as she drizzled oil over both her breasts and down the valley between them. She put the bottle back on the table and took Bo’s hands and placed them on her breasts.

“Mmm,” Bo sighed as his hands closed around her big, soft breasts. They felt incredible in his hands and he began to knead and squeeze them, gently stroking her rising nipples with his thumbs. Jade sighed and continued to minister to his shiny cock, moving her hands up and down the shaft and squeezing firmly. Jade leaned over, letting her breasts rest on his chest. Slowly, she moved them down over his stomach so that the tip of his cock touched them. Then she moved back up, rubbing her breasts over him. Back and forth she went, each time, letting her breasts touch the tip of his erection. It felt so good that Bo moaned softly. Jade then took his hands in hers and placed them at his sides. Then, she took her breasts in her hands and began to knead them herself. Bo watched mesmerized as she pulled on her erect nipples. Again, she met his eyes and held them as she bent and engulfed his shaft with her breasts. Bo’s eyes widened and he swallowed hard as Jade began to move them up and down on his turgid shaft, squeezing them together firmly as she moved up and down. Bo moaned again, his desire growing by the second.

Bo felt himself getting close, and Jade must have sensed it too as she released his cock from between her heavy tits and sat back.

“How you want to finish?” she asked softly. She put her finger on her lips and let it linger, then let it slide down between her tits and pause, and then finally slid it down to her crotch. Bo tried to speak but his mouth was too dry. He swallowed and reached up and put his hand on the crotch of her shorts. Jade nodded and rotated off the bed, stood, and with one motion, removed her shorts and panties. Bo licked his lips. Jade’s butt looked amazing, big and soft, and her sex was smooth and hairless, and by the scent Bo inhaled, already damp. Jade reclined beside him on the bed and reached for the bottle of oil. She poured some on her hip and Bo watched as it made it’s way down and found it’s way to her mound. Then, she took Bo’s left hand and squirted some in, her eyes telling him what to do.

Without a word, he reached over and began to gently rub her sex. Jade closed her eyes and moaned softly as his fingers began to work the folds of her womanhood. Her hand searched and found his cock again and resumed a slow, steady stroke. Her breasts were right in Bo’s face and he began to kiss them lightly. Bo’s fingers began to penetrate Jade’s pussy gently and she began to move slowly against his hand. His thumb found her clit and began to circle it firmly. Jade groaned and rolled Bo onto his back, straddling him again. Her hand guided his shaft to her pussy and she leaned over him, so that his erection was grinding against it. Bo’s hand caressed her soft ass as it ground against his and his eyes were fixed on Jade’s swaying tits inches from his face.

With both of their sexes oiled, it only took seconds for Bo to slip inside Jade. Both of them let out a cry of pleasure as their bodies joined. At first, Jade drug her breasts across his chest as he thrust steadily into her, but as their tempo and pleasure grew, she pushed herself back, her hands on Bo’s chest as they moved together. Bo squeezed her bottom, pressing her clitoris against his shaft, driving her pleasure higher and higher. Her breasts bounced and shook with each thrust, fueling his desire even more.

Jade began to gasp with each thrust, then moan, and then she began to cry out with each one as her orgasm approached.

“Mr. Bo!” she moaned, “Mr. Bo! Fuck me, Mr. Bo! Ohhh, fuck me! Yeah! Oh, baby! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Suddenly, every muscle in Jade’s body stiffened. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out, and she arched her back trying to drive his shaft deeper. Then, as if released from the hold of an unseen hand, she drew in a breath and began to scream and cry out as her orgasm crashed over her in wave after wave.

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My first story for a VERY long time. A lot is written at work, so I apologise for any small errors that may crop up. That said, please do not hesitate to leave any feedback.

All characters are over 18.

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“Sorry I’m late, Jess.” Kate said to her friend as she walked into the spa changing room.

Jess, already in her towel looked at her friend. She seemed different. She tried not to stare as Kate undressed. It was nothing new, changing in front of each other, more curiosity.

“You OK, Kate?” Jess asked her friend. “You seem… I don’t know.”

Kate blushed terribly. Not just on her cheeks. Already down to her bra, Jess could see her friend’s breasts flush red also. She gasped, “You’ve had sex!” She grinned.

Kate went even more red, “Shhh! No I didn’t…!”

“You have! Tell me about him, why have you been keeping him a secret?”

“Can I please get changed first?” Kate said, smiling at her friend.

“Fine, you have until the steam room!”

As Kate and Jess walked to the steam room they turned heads. Jess with her pale skin and jet black hair was a contrast to Kate’s more olive colouring and bright frizzy red hair. The single curl falling across her face seemed to drive men wild. Both women were slender, but Kate’s breasts looked simply huge on her small frame. Something Jess had always secretly been jealous of.

In the steam room both women dropped their towels and sat back.

“Are you going to tell me about him?” Jess asked her friend, letting the warm moist air relax her.

“He’s just a guy…”

“Just a guy? A guy worth almost missing your spa appointment for!” Jess grinned back. “C’mon, please tell me the juicy details. Does he have a big cock?”

“Jess!” Kate gasped, “You shouldn’t be asking that, you’re a married woman!” Kate hit her friend playfully on the arm.

“A girl can still fantasise though can’t she?” Jess replied coyly. “Just because I’m married doesn’t mean I’m Alanya Escort not a woman with needs.”

“And you need to know about my sex life?”

“Well mine has gone a bit… stale.” Jess admitted.

“Oh…” Kate replied, not sure what else to say.

“In reality, Kate, I think Jake is having an affair.”

Kate almost slipped off the bench, “What makes you think that?”

“He doesn’t seem that interested in me at the moment. True I guess I’ve stopped putting in some effort, work is stressful, but, well, I know how much Jake likes sex and to go off me means he must be getting it elsewhere.”

“Jess, really? Jake?” Kate asked her friend, pouring some more water on the coals.

“I know, I know, it sounds crazy, it has to be the only option though. But I need to find out for sure, else I’ll never stop worrying about it.”

“How will you know? You’re surely not going to come out and ask him? What if you’re wrong?”

“Well I’ve been thinking of a plan.” Jess said, biting her lip.

“Go on…” Kate replied.

“Why don’t I hire a girl to come onto him? Someone that would make it easy. If he sleeps with her, then I’ll know he’s having an affair.”

“That’s insane!” Kate almost shouted. “You’re going to hire a woman to try and sleep with your husband to prove that he is already having an affair?”

“Well if he’s not, then he won’t want to sleep with this girl either.” Rationalised Jess.

“But, Jess, think about it. You’re hiring another woman to come onto your husband.”

“It won’t be that hard, Kate. He’s still very attractive and he does have a thick-“

“I really do not think that is the point, Jess.” Kate cut her friend off.

“I need to know, Kate.” Jess almost pleaded with her friend. “But I also need some sort of resolution. He has gone TOTALLY off me, and I still have some needs…”

Kate began to blush again. “How long has it been?”

“Oh, Kate, too long! Just the Alanya Escort Bayan thought of you hooking up with your new guy has me… well… if you weren’t here…” Jess didn’t realise it, but her hand had be circling her breast.

“Oh my.” Kate replied. “The thought of me hey?” she smiled to her friend.

“Behave!” Jess replied, hitting her friend. “No, not you, just the thought of someone getting some cock!”

Kate grinned at her friend, “Well if you need to that badly, I won’t stop you!”

Jess bit her bottom lip. “God I was hoping you would say that.”

“Really? You need to that badly?!”

“Kate you have no idea! Oh, God!” Jess moaned as she allowed her hand to drift down between her legs. The other cupping her breast, pinching her nipple.

Kate tried not to look through the steam at her friend, but there was something intoxicating about the heat of the room. She saw her friend’s hand moving in swift motions between her legs, saw her eyes rolling back in her head. Kate started to feel that warm sensation in the pit of her stomach just as Jess squealed out, biting her bottom lip again.

“Oh GOD!” Jess panted as she came quickly over her hand, still strumming her sensitive clit. “Thank you for letting me…” She started to say to her friend, but Jess noticed Kate’s eyes were closed, her hand also between her legs.

Jess found herself sliding closer to her friend, still very turned on, the heat affecting her as much as her lack of sex. She couldn’t stop staring at her friend’s large breasts, glistening with sweat and heaving with each of Kate’s pants. It was almost as if someone else had taken control when Jess found her hand reaching forward, cupping her friend’s breast, feeling her hard nipple pressing against her palm.

Kate almost leapt from the bench at her friend’s touch, “Oh, Jess, what are you?”

“Sorry, Kate. I don’t know what came over me, I’m just so horny and they just Escort Alanya looked amazing…” Jess started to panic.

“You really think they’re that good?” Kate asked, holding her breasts in her hands, her pussy was still on fire after being interrupted. “I’ve always prefered yours.”

“These little things?” Jess asked, holding her own breasts now, both women sitting so close their thighs were touching. Kate leaned forward a little and took her friend’s breasts in her own hands.Jess let out a sigh at the touch.

“Yes, the perfect handful…” Kate breathed, her hands lingering, feeling Jess’ hard nipples swell as she cupped her friend’s breasts.

“We should stop…” Jess said, pain in her voice. “I can’t accuse my husband of cheating if I’m about to do the same…”

Kate just nodded. “Good point.” But both women were now more turned on than ever. “But I still need to…” She blushed again.

“Please do.” Jess almost panted. And as she watched her friend bring herself to orgasm Jess brought on another herself. The two friends sat there, panting. “I think we need a cold shower.” she smiled after a minute or two.

Kate just nodded. “Plunge pool?”

“That should do it!”

Both women jumped in and screamed at the sudden change in temperature then started to laugh. The rest of their spa treatment felt wonderful to Jess, the masseuses hands on her body did get her going again, but that was normal recently. She managed to focus on her plan enough to stop herself from pulling the man on top of her and screaming at him to fuck her.

As the two got dressed Jess turned to her friend. “What about you?”

“I’m sorry what?” Kate asked.

“You could come onto Jake for me. You said it probably wouldn’t work if it was a stranger…”

“You want me to come onto your husband and see if he’ll have sex with me? Jess, that’s crazy!”

“No, it’s perfect. He already knows you,Kate so most of the ground work is done!”

“Jess…”

“Please, Kate.” Jess begged. “I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t really worried…”

Kate thought about it, “I don’t actually sleep with him?”

“No, just see if he would…”

“How do you plan on going about it?”

“I’ve thought it all through. Thank you Kate.”

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Chrissy and Alex had been writing back and forth over E-mail for some weeks. Teasing and flirting. Getting each other interested and hot. They both lived in the same city but hadn’t met yet, preferring to keep it safe and online, however they were both beginning to feel like there might be some interesting reasons to get together in person. In his last e-mail Alex had promised Chrissy a story before the weekend was over. Unfortunately she didn’t hear from Alex until that next Wednesday.

Dear Chrissy

I am sooo very sorry that you have not heard from me in a while. It is difficult to write a story when your mother comes for a surprise visit and you are sitting in front of the computer half undressed and … well I think you can figure out the rest if you use your imagination. She just left two minutes ago so if you would like me to write a story for you this week I will.

Alex

Dear Alex

I was very upset not to hear from you, but your explanation makes a great deal of sense and I will forgive you this once. However I am tired of talking to you on line and think that it is time to meet in person. All the word play has made me very hot and wet. I am tired of touching myself thinking about what you might do to me. I am ready to see if your mouth is as good as your words. I will be in the Wadsworth end of the Greenbelt Park this Saturday at 10:00 am. I will be wearing a light pink summer dress with peach flower all over it. I will wear a red ribbon in my hair and a daisy over my right ear.

Chrissy

Dear Chrissy

I will be there with bells on, you can bet!!! Cum what may! He he he!!! I will be wearing a blue jean button up shirt and light kaki slacks, and carrying a purple daypack. But I propose to make things a little more interesting if you are game. Each of us should bring three pennies along with us and should either of us get suckered into taking a penny from the other then that person (who took the penny) is under the command of the other for one hour. They have to do whatever the other says. What do you think?

Alex

Dear Alex

I’ll bring my three if you bring yours.

Alex waited with baited breath for the weekend hoping that Chrissy would really show up at the park. He found three bright and shiny pennies placed them in pocket on Saturday and left for the park at 9:45. He arrived and wandered around looking for her for about ten minutes when he saw a lovely lady in a peach dress. She was standing by a path that led to a secluded part of the park near the jogging path. Kind of a picnic grotto, the only way to see the benches was if you really looked through the trees along the jogging path. She stood apart from him as Alex stared at her in profile. The dress she wore came down to mid thigh. Her hair tied back with a deep red ribbon and looking very very sexy. Alex took a step foreword and Chrissy turned and saw him. Alex caught his breath as she said “Alex?”

“Chrissy?”

They both laughed and moved to embrace. After a long hug and kisses on the cheek they stepped apart and smiled at one another. Alex smiled and looked at her again, and held out his hand.

“Well Chrissy, I guess we should be properly introduced, hello I am Alex Valentine.”

She held out her hand and took his in a friendly shake but when her had came away she was suddenly holding a bright and shiny penny.

“I though I would get the ball rolling and see if you were really going to play or not.” Chrissy smiled at Alex and reached into a small pocket and pulled out three pennies. Chrissy smiled again and said.

“I had planned on slipping one to you in a bit while we were in the cab, but it looks as if you were faster.” She looked at her watch. “Well you have one hour what now?”

Alex smiled and took her hand, walking her down the path to the grotto. Once there he sat down on one of the picnic tables. “Well this is a fairly good place to start. I want you to take off you panties, and unbutton the top two buttons of your dress.”

Alex was impressed that Chrissy didn’t even miss a beat. She turned away from him and slid her hands slowly up the outsides of her thighs. Hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her underwear and bending at the waist slowly pulling them down allowing Alex a great view of her ass, shaking her hips slightly and then ever so slowly standing back up and turning around. She threw her underwear to Alex and he put them into his backpack. When Alex looked back up Chrissy caught his eye and licked her lips as she undid the top button of the dress and then the second. Her cleavage was now fairly exposed and Alex was becoming very excited.

“Good girl”, he whispered from his throat. “Now, go sit on that bench, hike up your skirt and show your world to me.”

Chrissy turned and sauntered over to the other table and sat down.

“Is this what you want to see?” She said as she hiked up her skirt a bit, “Or maybe this?” She raised it a bit more. “Perhaps this?” She lifted it to the top of her thigh. “Or Alanya Escort this?” She said as she lifted her skirt just past the tops of her legs. From where Alex was sitting her could almost make out the lips of her pussy beneath the cave of her skirt. He could see the glint of moisture there and knew that Chrissy was becoming aroused by this game. Alex wondered how far he could push. Chrissy was very attractive and he wanted to push he as far as he could. He wanted her to remember this day fondly and with great pleasure for a long time to come. Alex was becoming quite aroused himself, bur he tried to play it cool. “Yes my little toy that is what I wanted to see, but all that teasing is not what I asked for. So, now, you will also throw me your bra. I know that you can remove it with out taking off your dress and I want you to do so NOW!” Alex watched as Chrissy’s eyes flickered to the jogging path behind the trees and back.

“Now.” Alex said again. Chrissy looked back at Alex and smiled again. She pulled her arms into her dress, quickly removed her bra and threw it to Alex. Alex quickly put it inside his pack as well

“There, now, what do you wish?” she asked. Alex could see her breasts through the thin material of the dress and her nipples hard and poking almost through the cotton.

“I want you to lick your left nipple. Pull your breast out and tease the nipple while you spread your legs. I want to see your pussy get wet as you lick your own breast.” Chrissy looking surprised unbuttoned another three buttons and teasingly pulled out her left breast. She teased her fingers over the nipple and gasped, sucked in her breath, and moaned slightly in pleasure. Alex adjusted himself trying not to let Chrissy know how very turned on he was. Looking deeply into Alex’s eyes Chrissy lifted her nipple to her tongue and flicked it back and forth. The she closed her eyes and moaned. Opening her eyes again her tongue snaked out to flick the nipple. Chrissy spread her legs widely giving Alex an unblocked view of her very wet and very hot pussy. Then staring deeply into his eyes she sucked her own nipple into her mouth and let it free with a pop. Her voice husky, she asked “Would you like me to play with my self?”

“Yes. Please.” Alex gasped.

Chrissy lowered her hand to her pussy and gently stroked her outer lips. At the

same time she removed her other breast for the confines of the dress and lifted it to her tongue and mouth. Her other hand sneaking a finger between her wet pussy lips, sliding it up and down while her mouth and tongue attacked her breast. One finger disappeared inside her and then another, and then another. Chrissy slid her fingers deep within her pussy and locked eyes with Alex again. Staring at him she flicker her thumb back and forth over her clit as she rocked he hips back and forth biting her bottom lip, rolling her tongue over her teeth. Her hand and fingers moving faster and faster over her soaked pussy. The soft wet sounds coming from her filling the whole grotto with the sounds of sex. Sliding her fingers back inside herself she gasped desperately, passionately growing close to release when Alex said

“Enough, come over here!”

Chrissy, frustrated, had difficulty stopping but she managed to in time. She stood and did not try to adjust her almost naked state. The skirt fell from her breasts completely exposing them but falling back down over her hips and waist hiding the treasure there. She crossed to where Alex was sitting and he lifted her wet fingers to his mouth. Alex overcome with lust at the smell of her and began to suck the juices from her fingers. Licking her fingers up and down. Sucking them deeply into his mouth. Once Alex had her hand clean Alex spoke.

“Chrissy I want you to show me how well you use your mouth and tongue, if you can make me cum but stay hard with your mouth then I’ll fuck you and make sure you cum with my cock ramming in and out of you. Or you can give me back my penny and we’ll call it fair.”

Chrissy smiling naughtily kneeled in front of Alex on the bench and practically ripped his pants from him.

“It’s not that easy Alex, I want to see how far you’ll go here. I’m gonna make you cum, You’ll cum alright and then your gonna want to fuck me so bad you wont be able to stand it.” She whispered. Then she devoured his cock. Sucking it all into her mouth in one gulp. Alex cried out in sudden pleasure, as he was shocked backward, just barely catching himself with his hands. Chrissy’s mouth moved up and down on his cock sucking him harder and deeper with each stroke. Her tongue licking and caressing the underside of his shaft, milking it like a hand or pussy. She looked up into his eyes and moaned around the head. Using the vibrations to help, sucking on just the head, lightly biting it and again looking into his eyes. A look of overpowering lust there with his cock buried in her mouth, moaning, sucking. Chrissy then straddled his leg, pulling his slacks up and beginning to Alanya Escort Bayan ride up and down his leg. Forcing her pussy against his leg using it to pleasure herself as she wrapped her tits around his cock and used them to bring him off. Sliding her tits up and down the length of his shaft, licking and sucking the head every time it came into view. Alex could barely hold out and she knows it. Chrissy starts talking to him, pulling him closer to the edge while her tits fuck his cock.

“Gonna cum now? Gonna cum in my mouth? All over my face? My tits? Want me to wear your cum while you fuck me? Will that keep you hard? The thought of me covered in your cum while you fuck me?” The whole time she talked she slid her hand up and down his shaft. Sucking it into her mouth between questions.

“Gonna cum? What if I don’t let you? What if I just walk away right now? Leave you hard and horny? Or what if I use your cock to cover my face and tits with cream? What are you gonna do then, Gonna cum now and show me how in charge you are? Gonna c..”

Her words were cut short as Alex cried out, his cock jerking violently in her hand. Chrissy was suddenly struck in the chest with a great burst of cum, then another. Alex’s cock thrashing about uncontrollably. The next stream of cum landed in her hair and all over her mouth. Then on her tits, she opened her mouth and caught the next there. Alex was cuming like a river all over her, uncontrollably. Finally when the last spurt has splashed on her tits she pounced on his cock and sucked it deeply into her throat. Holding it in a powerful vacuum. Licking it with her tongue and playing with his balls. Sucking hard and holding the blood inside it with her vacuum mouth. When she was sure that he wouldn’t be losing his erection she pooped his dick from her mouth, stood, placed her hands on the picnic table and looked at him.

“Fuck me!” was all she said. In a flash Alex was standing behind her, his cock sliding deliciously into her pussy. She was on fire and cried out. Alex thrust into her hard and back out again. Fucking her hard and fast. His balls slapping her ass. Fucking her like an animal. Then in his passion soaked mind he saw a couple of joggers, male and female. They seem to have spotted the action through the trees and had sat down to watch. Alex doesn’t care. In fact the thought of what Chrissy looks like, tits hanging, swaying in time to his thrusts, covered in his cum as the couple watch spurs him on more. Alex leans down and whispers to Chrissy “We have company.” He feels Chrissy tense but he keeps fucking her wildly and she quickly relaxes. “I want you to give them a show! Make them crazy.” Chrissy moans a deep and sexy yes and Alex looks up to see the woman jogger reach over and begin to give the male a hand job through his shorts. Chrissy is looking there way now and is doing what she was told by moaning and screaming over and over “Fuck me ooooohhhhhh yes keep fucking me, I need to be fucked sooooo good!!” Alex reaches up between her legs and feels around for her clit. Never missing the in and out thrusting of his cock into her pussy. When he found her clit he smiled and rolled it around between his fingers pinching it slightly. With his other hand her reached up and took hold of Chrissy’s hair. Pulling her head up gently, it reminded him of a horse, thrashing about and he had to bite his lip to keep from exploding inside her.

Alex leaned down and whispered into Chrissy’s ear.

“Do you want to cum Chrissy?”

“Yes!” she hissed through clenched teeth as Alex rolled her clit between his fingers again.

“Do want to cum VERY badly?” He asked again. This time slowing down the rhythm of his thrust and backing his hand away from her clit.

“Fuck me asshole!” She screamed as she trust back at him with her hips, trying to bury his cock in her again and put his hand back on her clit.

“Good.” Alex said, “Then remember the two joggers?” Chrissy could only moan an affirmative reply as Alex’s fingers found her clit again. By this time the woman had the man’s cock out and was stroking it all the way up and down. She also had her other hand buried in her own shorts, a wet stain spreading through the spandex crotch. “Chrissy, you may cum when he does, not before and not after but only when he does. Understand?” again the affirmative moan. “One more thing Chrissy, I want you to lock eyes with him and fuck him with your eyes while I fuck you. I want him to see how proud you are to be fucked here and to have my cum drip from your body.” Again the moan. “Good girl.” And with that Alex slid back up and began wildly thrusting his cock into her sopping wet pussy. He could see that Chrissy had made eye contact with the man because his eyes were wide and his cock had grown almost another inch. Alex watched the beautiful body of Chrissy thrash underneath him. He could see pools of his cum on the picnic table from where it had dripped off of her. He watched the woman jogger finger herself beneath Escort Alanya her shorts as she jerked on he companions cock. From where she was sitting he could tell that she was watching his cock disappear into Chrissy’s pussy. The crotch of her jogging shorts was completely soaked. Alex was sure that he was going to cum soon and he hoped he could hold out a little longer than the male jogger could. Alex bit his lip as he worked hard on Chrissy’s clit, biting his lip to keep from cumming. Then the male jogger couldn’t take it any longer. He screamed out he was cumming and a long stream of cum launched itself into the air from his cock onto the ground. Just as it hit the ground Alex felt the lips of Chrissy’s pussy begin to spasm and he really went to work on her clit as he continued to fuck her. She was trashing and shouting, her hair flying everywhere as the male jogger and Chrissy came together. Chrissy’s orgasm was having a wild effect on the male jogger as stream after stream of cum continued to poor from his cock. Chrissy was thrashing this way and that; it was all Alex could do just to keep hold of her hips to keep fucking her. As her orgasm slowed he slowed his pace to match the calm shivers that were coming over her body, not stopping the pleasure of sliding in and out of her but slowing it a bit. Alex noticed that the male jogger had collapsed backwards onto the ground, exhausted, and that the female was slowly pulling her hand from her shorts. Alex caught her eye and shook his head, licking his lips and winking at her. He nodded his head down indicating that he didn’t want her to stop. Alex could feel Chrissy continue to relax as the jogger woman moved her hand back into her shorts and continue to play with herself, her other hand, now unoccupied, moved underneath her sports bra and began to massage her tit. Alex was waiting for that final shiver of a really good orgasm to hit Chrissy, slowing his pace and waiting. Then he felt it, when he did he grabbed Chrissy’s hips and thrust into he wildly, fucking her like the wild horse she had reminded him of earlier. He stared a the female jogger and grabbing Chrissy’s hair he pulled her up off the table and playfully bit her neck as he fucked her. Kissing her, seeing lust filled surprise in her eyes. Then her body took over, as he knew it would, thrusting back at him, matching him wild thrust for thrust. She could feel another orgasm building in her, he knew she could, so quickly because of his timing, waiting for that moment of relax and denying it to her. Shoving her right back into the throws of pleasure. Alex was so close himself he moved his hand between her legs and gently played with her clit. He knew it wouldn’t take as much this time. He was so close, and then he felt it. He yanked his cock from her pussy and came all over her back. His cum pooling in the hollow of her back as he grunted and thrust his cock along the crack of her ass, cumming and cumming all over her. He knew that the lady jogger would be almost quitting again in disappointment and he didn’t want that. He looked over at her and saw that she was close, so without removing his now shaking hand from Chrissy’s clit he scooped up some of his own cum and fed it to Chrissy, turning Chrissy’s head to face the woman. He saw Chrissy make eye contact with the woman, and then saw Chrissy lick the cum off his finger lustfully. The woman’s eyes went wide and then she came too. Screaming and moaning into the clearing, clawing at her covered breast. Chrissy continued to suck on Alex’s finger as the woman continued to cum. Then Alex dropped behind Chrissy, and thrust his tongue deep inside her. Licking her clit and fucking her pussy with his tongue, as the lady joggers cries filled the area. Then he felt and heard Chrissy cum again. This one not as powerful or as shocking as the first but deep and long, like an old ache from her bones going away. It went on and on while Alex tried to catch all of her cum with his mouth that he could. Chrissy body shaking and moaning in pleasure, on and on. Alex lapping at her franticly swallowing all he could, the rest running down her legs. Finally Chrissy collapsed onto the table. Exhausted, eyes closed, breathing contentedly. Alex rose and went to his backpack. He pulled from it a towel, some wet wipes, a pair of long boxer shorts, and a button up shirt. He gently used the towel and wipes to begin cleaning his cum from Chrissy’s back and front, when her eyes returned from the place of pleasure she had been, she smiled at him and he spoke softly.

“I don’t think you’ll want to go where ever it is we are going today looking like you do, although I find it very sexy.” He finished cleaning up her legs and waist and gently placed her legs in the shorts. Pulling them up to her waist.

“You’re, dressing me, and cleaning me? That’s very sweet.” Looking around the now empty grotto she asked. “Where are our friends?”

“Well as to dressing you,” Alex explained” My hours up and thought you might want to be decent.” He finished cleaning up her top and began to put the button up shirt on her and the cum soaked dress into the bag. “And about our friends, I bet your pretty pissed hu? But I have to tell you that I don’t know many women sexy enough to get three people off all at the same time. You are amazing.”

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The couple kissed eagerly outside the apartment door. It was past midnight, and they had met a few hours earlier at one of the city’s Goth clubs. He was tall and slender and had a longish a-line, dyed black, which was just beginning to curl at the tips. He wore a tail-coat jacket, adorned with chains on the left shoulder and skull studs in place of cuff buttons, a black shirt with a small lace ruff, a black brocade waistcoat and black pinstripe bondage trousers. On his feet he had soft leather boots with a short lacing at the top. She was half a head shorter than him, curvaceous but not overly so, with shoulder-length bright purple hair in a high undercut. She wore a black vest top with a lot of zippers and small metal d-rings, and a matching short skirt. Studded bracelets adorned her wrists, and her boots were knee-high with five buckles in the back and a zipper along the side.

Suddenly the lights in the hallway went out, and they both let out a startled laugh. In the dark, they kissed again, and he felt her press her body against his. He lifted her off her feet, pressed her back against the wall, and for a short while they were both kissing and grinding their hips together in the dark of the hallway. He could feel her breath quickening, and a brief moan escaped her lips. He let her down, and fumbled out his keys.

“Wait. Inside…” he said.

With a practiced hand he unlocked the door without bothering to turn the lights back on, and as they stepped inside soft lights came on automatically in the hallway. A short beep reminded him to switch off the alarm, and as she bent to pull off her boots he closed the door and sealed it with another code.

“Rich neighborhood, this is. Can’t be too careful,” he explained. “Go inside, make yourself comfortable”.

As she walked into the living room he busied himself with pulling off his boots and hanging up his jacket. The night lights came on automatically to give off just enough light to navigate the room without having to turn on the main lights. His eyes followed her into the room as she walked, trailing the lines of her body and savouring the way the light shone off her pale skin. He could see her looking appreciatively at his bookshelves, and then walk over to one of the large windows, next to the wooden folding screen that separated the lounge suite from his work area. She looked out the windows, down at the view that had caused him to love the apartment and eventually buy it, a view of the city lights and the trees on the street. He discarded his waistcoat, unbuttoned his shirt down to the waist and followed her into the room.

“Would you like a drink?” he said, as he emerged from the hallway. He watched her reflection in the window, meeting her gaze, and noted how the studs on her collar caught the light briefly.

“Sure,” she said. “What have you got?”

He ended up mixing them both a “tap-water mojito” , and soon Ian Curtis was mourning his way through ‘Atmosphere’. Before they were halfway through the drinks they were kissing again, and his shirt magically disappeared along with her top.

She was straddling him on the sofa, his hands cupping her buttocks Ağrı Escort through her skirt, when their lips parted for a moment and their eyes met. Without a word they left the sofa, and as he guided her up the stairs to the bedroom she deftly shed the skirt. He brought her into the bedroom to stand between his double bed in black ‘wrought iron’ and the dresser made from some dark wood. The door to one side was closed, suggesting a walk-in closet, just as he had intended. He barely gave her time to register all this, as he was again pressing her up against the wall, supporting her legs on his own thighs leaving her feet dangling a few inches in the air. He cupped her breasts, still covered by the black lace bra, with his hands, finding them to be perfect handfuls. He could feel her grinding herself against the bulge in his trousers, separated from her only by a few layers of silky, damp cloth.

Suddenly he drew back, and met her gaze with a shrewd look in his eyes.

“Do you want me?” he said.

“Yes! Yes…”

“Then, you must trust me,” he replied, and let her down on the floor.

He saw a brief puzzled look in her eyes as he led her to stand in the middle of the floor, just in front of the bed, but she seemed to let it go as he softly grasped her breasts from behind and kissed the back of her neck.

“Hold still,” he said, and opened the top drawer of the dresser.

He felt her stiffen with alarm as he put the soft satin blindfold over her eyes, but he told her to relax. He then unclasped her bra, and her nipples that were already straining against the fabric seemed to swell when he slid off the bra and stroked them with the palms of his hands. He moved in front of her, and let his tongue begin moving across her right nipple, over to the left and draw a line up to her collarbone, before he moved in to kiss her until he felt her sway in his arms. Before she could recover he attached a wide leather bracelet to each of her wrists.

“What…” she tried.

“Sshh,” he said, “don’t worry”.

He moved in behind her and his hands cradled her breasts again, but didn’t linger long. Instead, they started moving down along her body, until they found the hem of her black lace panties. They dwelled briefly there, as he kissed her neck, and then one hand moved around to cup her buttock while the other cupped her vulva. He felt her shudder instinctively.

As he began to slowly move his fingers around in a circling motion at the front of her panties, he lifted his other hand and slowly slid his nails across her back. This led her to shiver with pleasure again, and she reached her hand blindly behind her to find him. Her hand eventually found the bulge in his trousers, and while he stroked her she worked her fingers around it until he could feel the bulge becoming even more pronounced than before. Finally, he slid his fingers inside her panties, and pulled them down to her feet. As he knelt down to help her step out of them, he kissed her nether lips like he had previously kissed her mouth, savouring her taste, and she nearly lost her balance from the pleasure. Before she recovered, he had put bracelets Ağrı Escort Bayan like the ones on her wrists around her ankles as well.

“Now,” he said, “it’s time. I’ll show you the way.”

With those words, he began walking her, blindfolded still, through the room. He opened the door in the wall, and it did indeed conceal a walk-in closet. Set in the other end, however, was another door, and behind it lay his secret room. The floor was covered with soft carpet, and around the walls was built a low bench, padded and covered in dark red satin. A small refrigerator held some choice morsels and… playthings, and at the center of the room was a sort of table, also padded and covered in satin, with a satin curtain around the edges.

“Hold out your arms,” he commanded, and as she obliged he fastened her bracelets to the chains hanging from the ceiling. He tightened the chains, and her arms were brought high until she stood like a “Y” before him. Next, he told her to spread her legs, and bent down to fasten clasps to her ankle bracelets, that prevented her from moving her feet more than a few inches.

She turned her head in confusion when he opened the small refrigerator and brought out a bucket of ice cubes. The cold breath from the icebox made her skin break out in goose bumps.

“Are you afraid?” he asked. “Don’t be. You will see…”

Again he moved close, and kissed her passionately. He then moved his attention to her breasts until he thought she would collapse from arousal, but the chains on her wrists kept her upright. He then picked up an ice cube and held it briefly against one of her nipples. She gasped, and at first flinched away, but as he started to move it in tiny circles she relaxed and smiled. Without a word, he circled her breast with the ice, and then moved to the other until she moaned with lust. His fingers began exploring her wet fold, softly first but then more insistent, until her legs were shaking. She felt like he was running his fingers across wet satin.

When he thought she was just about ready, he slid the melting ice cube down across her chest, over her stomach, until it met her burning cave. She gave out a hoarse cry, and grabbed the chains at her wrists for support. He let it circle her clit, once, twice, and just as she seemed ready to burst he slid the little sliver of ice that remained into her. The orgasm hit her so hard that she screamed. As she came out of it, he had to support her weight with one arm to keep her from toppling.

She was still gasping, when he gently reached up and undid the fastenings to the chains, only to bend her forward at the waist and lay her down onto the padded table. He then proceeded to fasten her arms to another set of chains built into the table, making her resume the “Y” shape. His eyes caressed her back and hips, his hands quickly following suit stroking her softly across the back, giving her buttocks a good squeeze in the process.

He proceeded to fondle her gently from behind, as her private area was now fully exposed to him. Each time his fingers touched her labia she shivered. He felt that this was the time to spring the Escort Ağrı final surprise on her, and so began using his fingers on her anus, very carefully at first but soon he had inserted a finger.

Finally he couldn’t wait any longer, his trousers now feeling several sizes too small, and let her go. He quickly pulled off the trousers, and picked up a bottle of lubricant.

Again his finger found her anus, but this time he also produced a small, transparent butt plug, which he gently inserted to the sound of her surprised gasp. The butt plug sank all the way to its hilt, and its shape made it stay snugly in place. The he unwrapped a condom and slid it onto his now almost painfully erect member.

She seemed to have realized what was going on.

“Oh god, yes…,” she moaned aloud. “Please…”

“As my lady commands,” he said, with a hint of laughter in his voice.

He positioned himself directly behind her, the table and chains putting her at a perfect height for him. He grabbed her by the hips and let the tip of his member caress her wet fold a few times, and then finally sank into her. Slowly, inch by inch, he entered, until he had sunk all the way in. He rested there for a moment, enjoying the sensation of her vulva squeezing him, and then slowly moved back out. Just as he was about to slide out of her, he thrust gently back in again. By this time, she was emitting small, moaning noises, and grabbed the soft cloth cover of the table hard. It took all of his concentration to keep from spending himself right there and then, but as he kept thrusting he regained his composure.

From the living room he could hear Nick Cave hoarsely begging God to save Tupelo, and the insistent rhythm of the song urged him to continue.

Slowly, he increased the pace, until she writhed with combined pleasure and agony and pleaded with him to go faster, faster. Just as he was about to come, he stopped, and waited until the feeling passed just out of reach. He repeated this three times, and by this time she was gibbering incoherently. His penis felt like it was on fire, a sweet, sweet agony. Finally, he raised the speed of his thrusts like she had begged him to. He pounded into her so hard that he thought he would turn the table over, and just as she cried out and convulsed in a powerful orgasm, he could no longer hold it in but let himself go with a hoarse groan, shooting what felt like pints of semen into the condom, into her.

He stayed inside her for a brief moment, before his legs gave out and he sank to his knees behind her, his face only inches from her now swollen and dripping vulva. The scent of her intoxicated him, and he kissed her buttocks before getting back to his feet. He was reminded why the French called the orgasm ‘la Petite Mort’, as she had actually passed out on the table. He softly stroked her back before discarding the condom, and then started to clean them both up with the napkins he kept in a concealed drawer under the table.

He laid her naked form in the bed, pulling the black satin sheets up to her breasts, before stepping back to admire this beautiful creature, now sleeping soundly. She had not even made a sound as he carried her out of the secret room and into the bedroom. As he slid naked into the bed from the other side, he realized that her perfume blended perfectly with the incense he used to burn, and as he went to sleep beside her, he smiled contentedly.

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It was one of those mornings where I just couldn’t be bothered, with anything. My day off had so far been spent on the usual mundane housework. I guess my enthusiasm showed in the way, I hurried up polishing the window. I stood on tip toes at the window rubbing hard at the top, where some stupid mark would come off, my belly showing to the world where my t-shirt ended and my jeans began. My growing hair was flopping all over my face, and it was when I stopped to push back my fringe when I noticed him walking down the garden path.

Oh typical, I thought, a Jehovah’s Witness that’s all I need.

Jumping down from the chair, I walked from the lounge to answer the door. I opened the door, and as I looked at him he lifted his head from the brief case and smiled. I don’t remember too many specific details from that moment on.

Something about, selling. Never to be repeated offer, would I like to see some leaflets? You know the stuff all the riff you politely nod about before you shut the door in their face.

Looking at his the ID tag on his smart crisp suit, I found myself opening the door wider, as I tidied my hair, and invited him in.

“Looks it cold …Curt. Won’t you come in and tell me about it.”

He smiled, wiped his feet and walked in. Looking down at my two daft mutts, wagging their tails hopelessly, tongues lolling. I thought…huh look at us 3 silly bitches, we’re all sat drooling and waggling our tail ends at the guy! Pushing the dogs out of his way, I led him to the lounge.

Sitting there mesmerized, the whole thing happened, slow motion…oh painful, he talked in an animated fashion, I almost believed the sales pitch, the man was art in motion, everything down to the cheeky wink and grin. I found myself squirming and wiggling in my seat, flushing, I realised I was turned on by him. Leaning forward in my chair, I sat and watched the curve of his lip as he talked, and imagined kissing it, taking it in my mouth and sucking and nibbling. Seeing the strong neck as he turned for another leaflet in his briefcase, I wanted to run my tongue over it, softly blowing at his ear.

“… and this week we will also include a free trip to Mars” he stopped and looked at me, “Look lady, you haven’t listened to a word I have said.”

I shook my head, and snapped out of it, blustering I tried to talk my way out of it. Then he began to laugh, leaning Ağrı Escort forward he reached out and touched my lips with one finger, motioning me to be quiet, his eyes suddenly serious. His finger ran from my lips, down my chin, throat and onto my chest, where it trailed off into the v-neck of my shirt touching gently at where my breasts began. My heart was beating so fast, as he stood and removed his jacket, and knelt before me. A soft smile spread on his face as he kissed my ever so softly. I should have said no, stood up and pushed him away, but I couldn’t, I responded as his kiss grew hungrier, my arms coming up and wrapping around him.

I looked over to my windows as he kissed at my neck, I tried to stand up and go to shut the drapes at my large bay windows. But someone might see. He silenced me once more with a kiss.

Pulling me up Curt raised my arms and pulled my t-shirt from me, his hands came down and caressed so gently at my breasts pushing up against the cups of my bra, expertly he reached around me, loosening them from their restraints. Standing there my nipples hardening in the cool air, he almost moaned as his lips moved down and began to play with my breasts, taking each nipple in turn he sucked and nibbled, delighting in the size of them, his head pushing against their size, I felt cherished, and my body shivered in anticipation. My hands ruffled at his hair, as I stood their shamelessly in front of the window, my tits their for all the world to see as this gorgeous Curt, suckled at me in an obvious enchanted state.

I groaned as he rose and started to loosen and undo my jeans, pulling them down over my hips, he knelt once more and helped me step from them, and as he pulled his hands to remove my panties, his kisses followed their path. A kiss on my stomach, a kiss on my neatly trimmed soft down, and a trail of kisses down my legs finishing at my feet as he pulled the panties away. Well. There was I, totally naked not a care in the world, stood in my own lounge the windows open for all to see and I didn’t care. He nuzzled into my groin and kissed me there, softly blowing at the soft blonde hair. My knees trembled and I felt faint, a groan escaped my lips as his hand slipped up between my thighs and touched me there, I felt a finger slip into the moist folds and tease at my clit. Removing his finger, he looked up at me, and placing Ağrı Escort Bayan the finger to his lips he licked at my wetness on his fingers. I came down to Curt’s level and began to kiss him hungrily, hurriedly undoing his tie and shirt, tossing them to one side. Then his trousers, slipping them over his hips and his pants, laying him back so that I could pull them from him. My god he lay there his back on the soft Persian rug, and he looked even better than he did with clothes on, I began hungrily kissing every part of him from his ankles, along each thigh, teasingly at his hardening cock, and back up to his face, as I met him back up there, he held me in his arms and kissed me with a passion and eagerness that excited me so much, purrs and moans escaped me as he led me to a peak, purely from his kissing, I felt my body shudder as a small orgasm rocked through me. Seeing this reaction seemed to heighten Curt’s drive, he sat me up and then made me kneel, my face snuggled onto a cushion thrown on the floor, my behind up in the air, he parted my legs slightly, and licked and probed at me with his tongue, driving me wild as he fingered me whilst sucking and teasing at my clit, his tongue flicking at me which put me in a frenzy.

“Oh sweet man, fuck me!” I begged him; he just chuckled and continued to tease at me, driving me harder and harder into an orgasm. I felt the heat of his smooth cock push at me, I smiled hoping he would thrust into me and take me so hard, I felt him enter me so slowly his width stretching me, pushing back against him, I forced myself onto his length, oh the bliss, it was magical and felt so right. Enjoying the moment so much I didn’t realise at first that as he withdrew just as slowly that he didn’t re-enter me. Walking round to the front of me, he stood there his hard throbbing member glistening with my juice, cupping the back of my head and gripping my hair slightly he pulled me up to meet it. He was so masterful yet gentle, as he moved his cock to my mouth. Grinning down at me, he whispered firmly “Suck,” and I did as he told me.

What sweet meat he was, this total stranger whose only name I knew was Curt, and yet here was I nestling his firmness on my tongue as I lick my own juice from him, sucking in hunger at him, my hands reaching up and caressing his seed filled balls, I started to take him deeper and deeper Escort Ağrı back, relaxing my throat until his glans almost choked me, breathing deep through my nose, I carried on the sucking motion, swallowing nothing but him, the action gripping at him. His back titled back and he thrust into me, his hips pushing his cock right in until they began a rhythmical fucking of my mouth. Pushing away slightly as I tasted the first dewy drops of his pre-cum, I licked at the salty fluid, washing the taste through my mouth.

I looked up for approval, his hand pushed me back to it’s place, and I started to relish him as I should, long slow sucks and licks, my mouth wrapping round him, my lips tightening as I sucked, pulling along the length of him, I moaned over him as I felt him grabbing my hair in pleasure. I felt such a slut, so nasty, but I loved it, I continued to treat that wonderful man meat as if it was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted and oh it was.

Pulling at my hair once more he pulled me away from him and guided me up to him, I reached up and kissed him, and still holding my head in his hand he kissed me deeply once more. His mouth moved to my neck, biting and nibbling and then sucking, a painful suck and I just knew I would bruise; laughing inside as I knew I would have a love bite, my nails ground into his back.

Curt then lifted me up, his arms and hands holding my bottom and he thrust his cock hard into me, the fluidity of his movement were unbelievable as he held me and thrust at me. My legs wrapped around his waist and I held on tight, my head flopping back in joy, he sat down on the chair behind him, and I bucked and rode him like I had never done in my life. My bodies weight pushing me deep unto him, my pussy clenching as tight as I could, I rode and rode until, I knew he was ready to come and I let go at the moment losing myself completely, fucking him as hard as I could, we both moaned loud as we climaxed together. I felt his hot seed rush into me and fill me, and run from me onto his lap. Holding him tight I lay against him breathing deeply together, out bodies hot and wet from the lovemaking. We stayed like that for a few minutes, and then lifting me from him onto the floor, he started to dress; I sat there with my knees huddled to my chest, my arms wrapped around them.

With a slow wink, he smiled at me, “Well, I think I need to come back next week and explain this all some more to you.” With that he walked to the door, grabbing his briefcase, he turned ” I best see myself out”

Hearing the door shut, I flopped back on the floor and wished that a particular salesman would return each week.

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Johnny felt good about his last idea to make his and his wife Melissa’s sex life more interesting. With a bit of luck he had stumbled across the realization that just changing things up a little had made things hotter. He had come home unexpectedly at lunch and had hot, passionate sex with his wife.

His new idea was taking a little time to muster up the courage for, but the time also allowed him to fantasize and plan the events for that evening.

He had decided to spend the night with his wife in a hotel. The change of location would only be the first point to change things up. He also had some ideas that he hoped would make this evening especially exciting for his wife.

On the day he had chosen, he stopped on his way home from work and rented a nice room at a local hotel. He placed some candles and a bottle of wine in the room, set the air conditioning, and left. Had then stopped by his house and placed an envelope in the mail box.

He sent a text to his wife. “Check the mail.”

Melissa sent a text back, “Where are you?” But there was no response. When she got the mail she found an envelope with just her name on it. Inside was key card to a hotel room, and instructions.

“Pack an overnight bag. Include red lipstick, stockings, and a sleeping mask. Go to the hotel on the key card and wait for my text.”

Melissa sent a text, “What is going on?” She waited, but no response. “Where are you?” Nothing. She decided to do as Johnny had asked.

She packed a bag, including the items she was directed to bring and left for the hotel. When she arrived she looked around the room, finding the items Johnny had left there. She looked for him but Johnny was not in the room.

After some time, her phone went off. “Go to the restaurant in front of the hotel. Sit at the bar and order a drink and dinner. If anyone speaks to you be friendly.”

Melissa went downstairs and took the short walk to the restaurant. Inside she looked around, but again, no sign of Johnny. The restaurant was one she had been in several times before, and it had a horse shoe shaped bar.

She sat at the bar and ordered a drink and looked at the menu. She settled on the chicken Alfredo and ordered, constantly looking around.

Johnny had watched her enter the restaurant from the parking lot and had waited a few minutes to enter himself. When he did he sat across from her at the bar.

Melissa saw him immediately and looked at him intensely. He never looked at her while he ordered a beer and started looking at the menu.

Melissa was staring at him wondering what was going on when a man sat next to her. She felt her heart beat a little faster as ideas flooded her mind.

“What is he up to? Does he expect me to sleep with this man? Why is he doing this?”

Johnny hadn’t planned for anyone to sleep with his wife. He was however hoping it would have her wondering, and he hoped that this was enough to get her thinking.

Melissa’s dinner arrived and she started eating. Several minutes had passed since the strange, good looking man had sat down next to her without a word having been spoken.

Once she had started eating though he did speak.

“How is it?” he asked.

“Good, it always is here” she nervously replied.

“I considered ordering that, maybe I should have” he said.

Melissa smiled and looked over at her Ağrı Escort husband, drinking his beer and seemingly uninterested in what was taking place across the bar.

“How could he do this?” she thought to herself.

Melissa continued eating, and there was a little chatting between her and the stranger next to her. She watched her husband as he started to eat, and she also ordered another drink.

She watched him as he stopped eating and pulled out his phone.

Her phone went off. Another text from Johnny.

“Go to the room.”

Melissa watched him intently as she finished her drink and paid her bill. She gave a nervous smile to the man next to her while she said goodbye, and returned to the hotel.

As she walked down the hall she got another text. “Light the candles. Take a shower. Put on the stockings and some lipstick and relax. No panties!”

Melissa got inside and lit the candles. She undressed and got in the shower, The water felt good and her nervousness was easing a bit. Her mind was racing still though, wondering what was going to happen.

When she finished she dried off and looked in the mirror. She got ready for whatever it would be, including following her husband’s directions on what to wear.

She opened the wine and poured a glass, sat on the bed and looked at her phone.

“What now? What is he going to do? Who will be coming in here? Should I tell him I’m ready?” She wondered so many things.

She decided to wait. She drank her wine and thought about the possibilities. She light touched herself, running her fingers across her neck and then her breasts.

Her phone finally went off. “Put on the mask. Lay down on the bed. Relax.”

Melissa’s interested in what he had planned was intense now. She wanted to ask so many questions but his lack of response earlier convinced her that she would not get one this time either.

She decided to trust him. She did as he asked, slipping in the mask, and laid back on the bed.

Her mind was still racing but her arousal was peaked. She laid there waiting, her nipples hard and her pussy getting wet.

The door opened. She wanted to hear her husband’s voice but there was only silence. She heard footsteps getting closer. She felt the weight of another person climbing on the bed.

She thought he felt and smelled like her husband, but the darkness in the mask left her wondering if it was him or not. She couldn’t tell. “It has to be him” she thought.

She felt hands softly spreading her legs. Then those hands slipped behind her knees and pushed them up, spreading her open and slightly rolling her hips back. She felt breath on her pussy.

A wide, soft tongue licked her from the bottom of her opening to the top. Slow, light strokes of the tongue made her have to catch her breath.

Soon the tongue was in her pussy, going in and out. It felt so good and she wanted more. She felt lips on her own, sucking on her labia softly.

This was not what she was used to. “Who is this? It has to be him, right?” She continued to wonder, but the pleasure was over riding the questions at this point.

She felt the tongue on her clit. Soft, slow circles around her swollen button. The hands slipped up along her sides and squeezed her tits. The tongue licking her harder and more deliberately. She was completely in the moment, Ağrı Escort Bayan loving the feelings she was having.

The hands were on her nipples, squeezing and rolling them. Slightly pulling them while the tongue continued to lick her clit.

The motions on her clit were becoming faster and harder, and her body was getting tense. She felt her nipples getting pulled and squeezed, and she moaned with the feeling of impending ecstasy. She arched her back and moaned loader still and felt her orgasm hit, her thighs clenching together and her body convulsing. Her back was off the bed and she twisted her body, overwhelmed with her feelings of pleasure.

She felt and heard the person rise while she laid there, unable to move, catching her breath. She heard the door opening and lifted the mask, hoping to see who it was. It was too dark and her vision too blurred to make out much, and all too quick the door was closed.

She laid there and enjoyed the feeling of satisfaction. She had experienced a powerful orgasm, and could barely move. Thoughts slowly started to come back to her, and she wanted to know what had just happened.

Johnny had hoped that seeds of wonder had been planted. He hadn’t made any arrangements for the stranger to have spoken to his wife at the restaurant, so he had felt lucky that that had happened. He went the hotel and ate her pussy as quiet as possible and trying to make it different than his usual routine.

He left thinking he had definitely made cum harder than normal, but unsure if she knew it was him or not.

He left and took a short drive to kill some time. He wanted Melissa to wait and wonder. He wanted the suspense to build some more before he went to the hotel to make love to her.

Melissa was anxious to hear from Johnny. When she couldn’t wait anymore she sent him a text, “Where are you?” There was no answer. She was wanting him more than ever and minutes seemed like hours.

Finally the door opened. Johnny walked in and smiled at her, walking towards the bed. He undressed as she watched, looking him up and down.

“Who was that?” she asked. “That was you, right?” Johnny smiled and ran his hand across her shoulder. He didn’t say a word as he leaned in to kiss her, his hands reaching down to cup her breasts. She looked beautiful, and her lipstick and stockings always turned him on a little more.

Melissa was too hot to worry or ask any more questions at this point. She took charge and pushed her husband back on the bed. She went straight for his cock, and without the usual teasing slipped her lips cross his head. She licked it and sucked on the tip, rubbing his balls with her hand.

He felt so smooth and she loved suck his dick. She rubbed at the base of his dick while her mouth started slipping further and further down his manhood. She heard his moans and felt his hand slowly rubbing the back of her head.

His hand found his way down her back and squeezed her ass as she worked more intently on his stuff tool. Her red lips were sliding up and down it now most of its length while her hand was following it up and down as well.

Her motions became quicker, as she could not contain her desire. She loved the feeling she had giving him so much pleasure, as his moans arched back proved.

He wanted to be inside her, and pulled her head back. She resisted Escort Ağrı at first but then gave way, knowing he was ready and to wanting to fuck her pussy.

He laid her back on the bed and spread her legs. He got between her thighs and rubbed the head of his cock at her entrance.

He rubbed the head on her wet lips and slipped inside. Her breath escaped her as she felt his fullness fill her up. He started as slow as he could, short soft strokes with his dick buried deep inside her.

As she got used to him being inside her he lengthened his strokes. He leaned forward to lick and suck her nipples while his dick went deeper and deeper. His strokes became longer and harder as he felt her tight, warm pussy become more and more inviting.

Her pussy always felt so good and tonight was no exception. After an orgasm she was always so sensitive and felt extra tight around his dick.

He leaned in to kiss her and fucked her harder and faster. He dropped himself on top of her and reached down to pull squeeze her ass and pull her closer. He was dying to cum and she could feel it.

“Yes baby, fuck me harder. Cum in that pussy baby, cum for me!”

Johnny was thrusting hard and his dick was swollen. He felt the cum surging through his balls while he thrust as hard and deep as he could. Hearing his wife ask for it always drove him wild and he could wait no more.

His cum shot from his dick, loud moans escaping his mouth. His orgasm was long and full, and Melissa could fill his cum filling her up. “Oh yes baby, cum in me” she cried as he came deep inside her.

His orgasm was long and intense, and it felt like more cum than ever had shot out of his dick.

He stayed inside her, his dick slowly getting softer. He was breathing hard and look down lovingly on his wife. She laid still with her eyes closed, her breath making her breasts heave with each inhale and exhale.

Johnny slipped out of his wife and sat beside her. He reached down with his hand and rubbed his finger up and down her pussy. She was very wet and sensitive, and her thighs started to close.

Johnny reached down with his other hand and pulled her thighs apart. His finger dipped lower on her pussy slid up down her opening. He slid two fingers on each side of her clit and felt how hard it still was.

He pressed a finger on her clit and rubbed it slowly side to side, back and forth. Her clit grew even harder as he rubbed it harder and faster.

His other hand ran up and down the inside of her thighs while his finger built up speed on her hard clit.

She gave in complete to his efforts and laid back. Her clit was getting harder and his finger was continuing to build up speed. His hands always knew how to please her and in her turned on state tonight they felt better than ever.

He sensed her orgasm building rubbed across her clit as fast as he could. Again her thighs clenched and let out loud moans while the waves of her orgasm came across her body. She clenched her thighs right and he struggled to stay on her button, which was as hard as he had felt it.

Her orgasm was intense and her pussy was so sensitive. She pulled his hand away and breathed hard and deep. The feeling was wonderful and overwhelming.

She was as satisfied as she had ever been, and her orgasm had drained her completely. She drifted off to sleep while Johnny laid beside her. He softly kissed her cheek and fell asleep himself. He was proud to have satisfied his wife so fully.

In the morning she woke to find herself alone. She had some questions for her husband, and couldn’t wait to see him and find out the answers.

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It was a very, very, slow Monday night. Although I was the man in charge, I took the bar shift so my friend Phil could go to a concert he had looked forward to for months. There was no one in the place except me, the new waitress Pam, and the new money asshole, John.

The thing about John was that he made his money the old fashioned way, he inherited it. To be fair, that wasn’t quite true. He inherited a couple of dormant oil wells from his late dad, and when the technology for drilling improved, what was dry became wet again and started spewing black gold. It didn’t change the fact that money or not, he was a major tool, and I took an immediate dislike to him, and he to me. The only problem was that my boss did some business with him, so I had to watch my mouth and hold my tongue.

Pam was the new girl on the floor. She had only been there for a week, and you could tell she had not been in the real world very long. Sarah, Kay, and the rest of my staff were very protective of her, and if anyone got handsy or crude with Pam, the girls would set them straight. Tonight however, she was alone on the floor and fending for herself. It was also the first time she and I had worked together one on one.

Pam was just a shade under six feet tall, with honey blond hair, at least a 38c chest, and legs to die for. She tried to hide it, but her natural assets could not be hidden. She was an aspiring artist, still in school, and being a waitress on the side for extra cash.

It was getting late. I was cleaning up and getting ready to close. A-hole John was holding court with a couple of friends when all of a sudden I heard a loud burst of laughter from their table and Pam came running toward me at the bar. When she got to me, she was crying hysterically, gasping for air, and her makeup was running down her eyes.

“What the fuck? I asked. What happened?”

Pam shook her head no and continued to cry, not willing to say what happened. I gave her a minute to compose herself and tried again.

“It’s okay. I said softly. Tell me what happened over there.”

Pam took a moment and gathered herself. Then she told me. “I was trying to be nice to John, and I made some conversation with him and his friends. It seemed fine for a few minutes. Then I asked if they wanted more drinks. They said sure. But when I tried to clear the glasses off his table, John tried to reach under my skirt and grab me. Then he told me he wanted to turn me upside down, and eat me like a watermelon.”

With that, she broke down again. I took her hand for a minute, and then told her to go get cleaned up and to go home. I told her not to worry, I’d take care of it and I would see her on the weekend.

“Don’t quit. I said. We really like you around here and I’ll straighten this out.”

She gave me a look like her heart was torn in two. I waited until she left and went over to John’s table. I thought I would have calmed down by this point, but remembering the look on Pam’s face just got me madder and madder. I had a cocktail tray in my hands just in case. After all it was three guys and me.

John looked at me all bleary eyed and asked, “Where the hell are our drinks, and where is Pam? I sure as hell don’t want to look at you serving us.”

I responded with a menacing glare and tone and said, “You’re done drinking. Now get the fuck out of my bar right now.”

He gave me a look of disbelief before responding.

“Fuck you.” he yelled. Who the fuck do you think you are talking to me that way? I’ll tell Frank what you said to me, and you’ll be out of a job in the morning, you piece of shit.”

“Maybe. I said back to him, But you’ll be calling him from the hospital if you’re not out of here in ten seconds. One… two…” And with that I put my eyeglasses on the table and squared off.

He got up, and I thought we were going to go, but he threw a hundred on the table and left with his friends, cursing under his breath and staggered away.

I knew there was going to be hell to pay the next day, but at this point I didn’t give a shit, I just wanted to get home, spark one up, and calm down.

Surprisingly, I didn’t get a phone call in the morning, so I went in for my regular shift on Tuesday night. I got there fifteen minutes early, knowing Frank would be there and my job was on the line.

When I walked in Frank was seated on a bar stool, with an expectant look on his face. He said nothing and waited for me to start. I took a deep breath and Ağrı Escort I told him what happened word for word, including the part where I told John I would put him in the hospital.

Frank looked at me for a minute and said, “Well, you’ve got balls, that’s for sure. Didn’t you think I would fire you?”

“Sure. I said. But would like your girlfriend to be talked to that way and grabbed like that or would you kill the guy?”

“Good point. He said. Still, I do business with the little prick, and this is going to make it tougher. He thought it over for a minute and added, fuck it. I’ve got something he needs, and it’s about time someone straightened him out. Just don’t make a habit out of it, all right?”

I let out a sigh of relief and said, “Thanks.” And went back to work.

Over the course of the night word got around and Kay, the queen bee, came over and told me how much she respected what I did. I made nothing of it but inside I knew I did the right thing.

Pam and I didn’t work together again until Saturday night, and I really hoped she hadn’t quit. Much to my relief, when I arrived for work she was there, a bit early, and she walked right over to me.

She had tears in her eyes when she spoke to me and she said softly, with a choked up voice, “No one has ever stuck up for me like that before. She held back a sob and continued, I just want you to know I’ll remember that for the rest of my life. You put your job on the line for me, and… and…”

With that she walked away, and I could tell she was crying. For the rest of the night we all went about our business. It was busy and we all made good money, and everyone was in a good mood at the end of the night. I noticed Pam took a little extra time finishing her side work and waited until everyone else was done. Then she came over to me with a grateful look on her face.

“Bob, I want to do something for you. Buy you a gift. Take you out for dinner. Cook you dinner. Something to show you my gratitude.” She said.

I was starting to get embarrassed by the attention., but then I thought about it for a second, and said, “You know, I haven’t had a real home cooked meal in a long time. That sounds really good to me. When would you like to do it?”

Pam’s face lit up with a big smile and said, “I was hoping you would say that. I haven’t cooked for someone in a long time. How about tomorrow night? We’re both off. I’ll make a real Sunday chicken dinner.”

“Sounds great. I said. Six o’clock okay?”

“Perfect. Pam said through a huge smile. It’s a date.”

The next day I was actually a bit nervous. I knew nothing was going to happen, but I wanted to leave a good impression. Put on pair of nice jeans, a white shirt and a blue tie. I grabbed a bottle of good wine, and headed over to Pam’s place. On the spur of the moment I decided to grab some flowers. Nothing fancy. One of those quicky mart bouquets. When I got to her place, I noticed it was a nice complex. Looked much nicer than my dump. I was glad at that point I said yes to her invitation.

Pam opened the door, and OMG, she was a vision. Tight white jeans that accented her legs, a plunging v neck sweater that led right down the cleavage of her chest. I couldn’t help but stare but I finally looked away as she welcomed me in. She gave me a tour of the place, and the first thing I noticed was the art work all over the walls. Man, she was really talented.

Eventually, we sat down to dinner, and really enjoyed ourselves. She loved the wine and the flowers, and she didn’t lie about being able to cook. We talked for well over an hour, and she told me how she loved to paint, but would probably end up teaching because the was no money in trying to become an artist. I told her my dreams of becoming an actor and how I just auditioned for a company in Phoenix. We really explored each others lives and the conversation flowed as easy as the wine, and I think we both caught a bit of a buzz. I suggested coffee, and she agreed, putting some up.

As the coffee was brewing, She asked if I wouldn’t mind waiting a minute? She said she wanted to show me something. With that, she went into the bedroom, and I went into the living room looking at her art.

“Bob”, I heard, as she came back into the room.

I turned around, and there she was standing in front of me with nothing on other than a parted white silk robe. Talk about a work of art. Teardrop breasts with hard pink nipples, and a perfect triangle Ağrı Escort Bayan of pubic hair. She turned around for me and lifted the back of the robe, exposing her lean, trim legs and an ass that begged to be held.

I couldn’t say a thing, I was so surprised. My cock turned to stone but I managed to make my way across the room, took her in my arms, and kissed her softly.

“Pam, Pam, you are so beautiful. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” I said, and truly meaning it.

“Go sit on the dining room chair.” She told me.

I did just as she said. She glided across the room to me, slipping her robe off as she walked. She said nothing, but gestured for me to raise my ass up off the chair so she could slip off my jeans. She took them off, glanced at my cock, and a big smile crossed her face. She pushed me back on the chair and then straddled me. She took my throbbing cock and rubbed it back and forth on her slit until she was soaked. Then without warning, dropped all of her weight on my lap, and I completely filled her up.

“Don’t move, She said with a moan. I have to get used to you inside me.”

We started to kiss, then I dropped my mouth to her magnificent breasts, licking and sucking her nipples until she begged me to stop. We still hadn’t moved below our waists, but now slowly, we started to grind together, our breathing becoming more and more ragged. I felt the come starting to build in my balls when all of a sudden she put her hands on my shoulders for support, and started to raise and lower herself on my cock, looking for a release. As I was getting ready to shoot, she looked right into my eyes, closed her lids tightly and dropped down hard on my cock, kissing me hard and moaning into my mouth. That was it for me. I grabbed her ass and pulled it tight to my hips and spewed all my cum into that perfect pussy.

We stayed like that for a few moments, when finally she raised up off of me. Without a word, she dropped between my legs. took my cock in her mouth, and licked every inch of me clean.

I started to say something but she put her fingers to her lips and led me to her bedroom. Once there she turned to me, took off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. She ran her hands up and down my chest and then led me to the bathroom. She ran the water for us and stepped into the shower stall, putting us both under the water. She lathered up a washcloth and got the sweat off my body and then took care of my cock and balls. I did the same for her, washing her beautiful thatch of light blonde pubic hair. She started to breathe heavier and put her hand on me to stop. She turned me around in the shower, parted my ass cheeks and thoroughly cleaned my hole.

We went back into the bedroom dripping wet and got under the sheets. She got on top of me and started kissing me deeply. We did this for a few minutes, when she got under the sheet and took my cock down her throat in one long gulp. I was in heaven. I held her head, saying her name as she continued to suck me off. All of a sudden she turned into a 69 position and I had that blond pussy and perfect ass right on top of my lips. I devoured her, alternating between her ass and wet gash, pausing once in a while to catch my breath. Eventually, we stopped for a minute and Pam took me out of her mouth and slid up my body. We kissed for a few minutes, and then she rolled onto her back.

“I want you to squat over my face, She said with a passionate purr. I’m going to have your ass for my dessert.”

I got up over her mouth, my legs shaking with passion, and gently lowered myself to her waiting mouth. She started licking me, alternating between my anus and my balls, moaning more and more with each lick. I took my right hand and started playing with her clit as best as I could, balancing myself with my left, and trying not to put all my weight on her face. Finally, she smacked my butt for me to get off, which I did and I stayed straddled across her chest.

She looked at me with her deep blue eyes full of lust, and said “Slide up on me a bit and put your cock between my tits.” I did, and then she said, “Now feed me your cock.”

I didn’t need to be asked twice, and for the next ten minutes, I wrapped her boobs around me and fed my head into her pink lips. She was playing with my balls and using her tongue on every entrance into her mouth. I felt it build from down deep, and I just let go, shooting into her mouth with a thin stream of cum. She swallowed it Escort Ağrı all with a smile, and we both fell back from exhaustion.

Finally, I said. “Pam, I never expected this, but this has been amazing. I could do this all night. You really surprised me.”

She just smiled and said, “I thought this was going to be just a reward for you for last Monday, but the more we talked tonight, the more I knew I could try anything I wanted with you, and I would be safe and protected, and not judged.”

“Wow. I said. That might be the best thing anyone has ever said to me. And you are safe with me always. I continued. You are a stunningly beautiful woman, who is so smart and talented, that you should be confident and bold about anything you want to do. You can’t let the assholes of the world get to you. I’m glad I was there for you.”

Pam got choked up for a second and said, “You’re right. I’m never going to let someone get to me like that again. But I have one more favor to ask you if it’s okay?”

“Anything.” I replied.

With that, she straddled my mouth and lowered herself onto my tongue. I parted her pink lips and used my mouth to the best of my ability until she ground her pussy onto my face, jamming my head into her as hard as she could while she came.

When we woke up in the morning, we had one last go round, slow and easy, savoring every moment together. She had to go class, and I needed to get home, so we parted ways, knowing we would do this again.

Tuesday night when I went to work, Kay was waiting for me with a big smile on her face.

“Did you get your reward?” She asked.

“I don’t kiss and tell. I said. But lets say I had a nice Sunday dinner.”

Kay quipped. “I heard the chicken was great, but the dessert was even better.”

I laughed at that, and didn’t say another word, letting my smile do the talking.

Kay followed up by saying. “She’s fallen hard for you. She told me she thinks she is falling in love. Don’t hurt her Bob. She might be confusing lust for love.”

I responded by saying, “I have news for you Kay, I’m falling for her as well. She’s the best thing that has happened to me in a long time. And don’t worry. I would never hurt her.”

I went home that night with plans to see Pam the next night. We had talked on the phone and she wanted me to come over again. I wanted to take her out, but she insisted. I finally agreed but on the condition that I would cook for her this time.

The next day, I did my usual routine, got everything done and spent the afternoon relaxing and thinking about what to cook that night. Suddenly, the phone rang, and I noticed it was from an area code I didn’t know. I was going to ignore it, but something in my brain told me not to. When I answered, it was the theater company I had auditioned for in Phoenix. They told me that they loved my audition and they wanted me to come down there and start a cross country tour after a months rehearsal. They said I needed to be there in two weeks, and needed to know my answer within twenty four hours. I was stunned, but told them I would call them back by Thursday afternoon with my answer.

I went to Pam’s that night with a heavy heart, not knowing how to tell her, and when I knocked on the door, she saw the look on my face and knew something was wrong. I figured no bull shit was the way to go, so I told her what happened and waited for her reaction. To my surprise, she didn’t break down, and was actually very stoic about the whole situation.

She gave me a deep kiss, and said, “Bob, a week ago, I would have lost it, but because of what happened I found an inner strength I didn’t know I had. Take the job, and if we’re meant to be then it will happen. If not…”

Now it was my heart that was torn in two. I didn’t know if I was doing the right thing, but I knew I would always wonder if I didn’t go to Phoenix. We never ate that night but instead went straight to bed, and made love for hours. The last thing Pam did for me was let me take her ass cherry the next morning. I’m not even sure she enjoyed it, but it was almost like she was completing the circle from where it all started.

The last time we worked together, she came up to me with a devilish grin on her face and told me, “I’m going to wait until you’re gone for a week, but then I’m going to tell John everything you and I did. I’m also going to tell him I liked him up until that night and it could have been him.”

I lost it with laughter to the point that I had tears rolling down my face. I knew I never had to worry about Pam again. We never saw each other after that. I’ve had a pretty good career in all kinds of media and entertainment, but I’ve always wondered if she was the one that got away.

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