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Getting married to J was one of the best decisions for erotic satisfaction I’ve ever made. We share the view that anything that feels good to both of us, that doesn’t hurt either of us or anyone else, is OK. One thing we especially enjoy is giving each other nude massages. J loves it when I straddle his back, my thighs over his and my pussy hair tickling his bottom, my hands rubbing scented oil strongly into his back, neck and arms.

Last Sunday afternoon when it was hot, we both decided at the same time that we felt like being naked and opening up the massage oil. Anxious to be the first giver, I was coating his back liberally when suddenly he suggested I rub a fair amount onto my breasts. Not knowing what he had in mind, I did as he directed, rubbing the sweet-smelling liquid all around my breasts and chest, making sure my nipples were coated abundantly. He said he’d love it if I lay flat on top of him and rubbed my oily breasts in long strokes up and down his back. The next few minutes were absolute ecstasy!

My breasts and nipples always become quite sensitive when I’m aroused, and sliding them up and down J’s back like that, over and over, sent me straight to the brink of orgasm. I thought of stories I’d heard about certain establishments in the city where “body slides” are offered, the massage the girls must love as much as the customers! I was getting off on it, but J’s moans told me my soft breasts and hard nipples rubbing along his back were delighting him too!

But before I could come, J rolled over, revealing an impatient erection. I moved lower to trap his cock in my oily cleavage, istanbul escort exciting the head with little licks, pressing my tongue into the tiny hole. Rubbing my moistening pubis against J’s leg as I fellated him, orgasm came closer and closer when suddenly J wriggled away down the bed underneath me! I knew he wanted me straddling his face as he held my thighs with his hands and thrashed his way through my pussy hair with his tongue to take my swollen clit between his lips, sucking it with the exact degree of friction he knows I love. Losing control, my head fell backwards dizzyingly and I squeezed my breasts hard as I ground myself into his face, peaking at last in a huge flood of feeling all over my husband’s wonderfully relentless mouth.

A minute passed. Still murmuring and wriggling in pleasure, I rolled aside, cupping my genitals to soak up every last sensation. But J’s hands would not leave me alone. Their arousing caresses indicated he needed his own release.

He knelt between my spread legs to gaze lustfully at my glistening fleece, and ran a lubricated finger very very gently along my wet, open sex-lips, knowing from experience that my clitoris usually needs time to cool down before it can go on to bigger and better things. As his finger stroked and gently dipped in and out of me, he bent down and started to use his mouth again on my right leg, kissing and licking from the crease next to my bush, all along the smooth underside of my right thigh. He lingered in the sensitive space behind my knee before nuzzling his way down kadıköy escort my leg which I put on his shoulder then straightened completely as he kissed his way to my inner ankle which he circled and licked. The feeling of J’s mouth, teeth and lips moving with skill all over my skin is something I can never get enough of – he seems to know exactly where and how long to nibble before it gets ticklish.

After attending to my right foot, he glided his tongue equally slowly all the way back down my inner leg, refusing to go faster even when I urged him loudly. Then he brushed his tongue back and forth from side to side on my outer labia while his hands moved up to caress my breasts, using his thumbs to keep my nipples hard. Believe me, there was no way they were going to subside! After a moment, he moved his tongue across to the other side of my mound and started his incredibly arousing tongue-work along my other leg, letting his right hand go back to massaging my mound directly. By the time his mouth had finished its tantalising journey down to my foot and back again, my juices were a warm puddle beneath me and my need for relief from the torment was urgent. I pushed my hands between my thighs to replace his, my fingers greedily rubbing my clit in the fastest and most reliable method I have for bringing myself off.

J simply smiled at me, massaging my underthighs from my knees down to my bottom and back up again as he savoured my auto-erotic display. At this point, I believed he would allow me to go all the way myself, as I know how much he kağıthane escort loves plunging into my hot pussy straight after I’ve climaxed. He says it’s like my pussy is somehow aching to be filled, surrounding his cock in a clinging hot juiciness.

As I continued to masturbate gloriously, my husband placed my feet on his shoulders. J gives a fantastic foot massage anytime, but to feel his warm thumbs rubbing both insteps in small firm circles while my clit received its favourite treatment was just sublime. My wrist speed increased as my mind focussed on releasing the pleasure deep inside, when suddenly my hands were wrenched away onto the pillow next to my head, my legs still over his shoulders were pointing straight at the ceiling, and J’s thick, throbbing prick was embedded in my extremely receptive vagina! The momentary shock of his entry suspended my path to climax, but our mouths locked in real tongue-battering style and my cunt responded, urging my hips to thrust back hard at him, desperate to come.

The build-up was too much for both of us. After ten giant strokes, J’s head snapped sideways, his eyes shut tight and he pushed himself all the way in. He cried out and I watched his face express enormous pleasure and satisfaction as he spurted himself into me over and over. I wriggled my pelvis against his and rubbed my feet along his legs as he groaned again and again with the last waves of orgasm.

As soon as he released my wrists, I rolled him easily to my left and before he could slip out of me, my hand was on my clit. I stroked frantically, swept up in the heat and passion of our sensual love-making, and then I was there, exploding from within, J extending my pleasure by exciting my breasts and neck with his hands and mouth.

As the glorious waves finally ebbed away, I pulled the sheet up over us drowsily and we hugged comfortably. Drifting in semi-sleep towards nightfall, I reflected in peace on our wonderfully satisfying siesta.

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I knew the storm was coming; my body began tingling as the clouds gathered overhead. My nipples hardened as the chill breeze began to dance among the trees. I jumped in the car, racing through the traffic to get away in time. I couldn’t be in the city when it happened, I had to be free.

I reached the stream just as the first crack of thunder sent a shudder through my lower body. My shoes were left beside the car, my jeans in the road, my shirt entangled in a bush, my bra hanging from a cactus, the last bit of silk floated near the bank as I dove into the water.

Icy fingers moved over me, the rising wind teased the current into a thrashing frenzy. I rose out of the water, leaving sodden footprints in the dirt as I moved to my rock, stretching out as I always do. My arms flung wide to receive nature’s violence, my eyes closed, my breasts heaving and swaying as the heat within became a feverish need.

The warmth centered deep within, moving through my veins, along my limbs. It crested and receded as the lightning flashed and the thunder crashed. I growled deep in my throat, undulating against the hard stone beneath.

The rain began to fall, slashing at an angle with a force that bruised my exposed flesh. I welcomed it, inviting any that would come to relieve my tension, fulfill my fantasy.

There was a silence then, though I only imagined it as appropriate to the shadow which fell across me. Hands took hold of my wrists from above. Eyes pressed against my skin, moving over my proffered form in a slow assessment. I heard a soft “Hmm…” Beside my ear as the figure climbed onto the rock beside me without releasing its hold.

Knees pressed against my sides as I was straddled, a hardened length of flesh nestled itself in the space between my breasts. I heard his voice beside my ear though I knew he had not leaned close again. “This is what you want?” The muscles in his thighs tightened as he moved his body against mine, taking liberties with the unprotected valley of my cleavage.

“Yes.” My throat ached, I was light headed. I kept my eyes kartal escort closed, not wanting to see him, only wanting to feel him. “Yes, I want it.” I raised my head, tongue snaking out to brush across the head, lips opening as he continued to press forward.

I swirled my tongue around the shaft, letting the stud on my tongue ring caress the vein along its underside. I inhaled, pulling him further in, popping my jaw out of place to accommodate. It would hurt later, but for now it was good. He was salty, like the ocean, and sweet somehow. I heard him groaning as I moved within the limited space he had allowed. I purred against him as he tried to pull away, humming softly beneath my breath.

“Stop.” He whispered, but did not pull away, and I continued. I swallowed, pulling the head into the back of my throat, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to take it all. He groaned again, the weight across my ribcage was eased as he pulled away. He moved downward, trailing precum down my belly as he pressed my knees apart and settled himself there.

“This is not how it happens” he sounded perturbed, petulant. I was the wanton sacrifice that had been offered to pagan gods, but I was not cooperating. I am not one to play by rules, to lie still and be ravaged. It would be a cooperative effort, with give and take, or it would be nothing.

My eyes opened, running over the well muscled torso above me. The lines seemed sculpted, perfect. Muscles rippled as he leaned over me, tugging at my arms to force me to lie back. I complied reluctantly, catching a glimpse of his shaven head as he bent over me.

Cold rain fell around us, chilling my bones. His tongue was hot as it passed over one sensitized nipple. He suckled gently, ignoring my whimper of complaint. I wanted violence, not lovemaking. His lips closed over my flesh, teeth coming together with a satisfying click.

I moaned, squirming against him. He bit down again, I knew that a bruise would rise there later, and it pleased me. This is what I had craved, kaynarca escort why I had come to this place. I arched my back, and he pushed me down, scraping a raw spot between my shoulder blades. I could feel him, hard and throbbing against me, but still I did not open.

He chuckled at my resistance as he moved to the other breast, continuing his assault on its neglected peak. The stubble on his cheek rubbed, bringing blood to the surface of my tender skin. His teeth bit and scraped, seeming sharp at one moment and dull the next.

I wanted him, wanting to feel the length of him buried within, but he still hadn’t given me enough. I thrashed against him, freeing one hand long enough to rake my nails across his shoulders before he captured it again, holding both of my wrists tightly in one large hand.

His other hand moved to my throat, squeezing lightly. I gave a soft whimper of satisfaction as the pressure increased. His lips and teeth returned to the first breast, leaving the storm to cool its tortured twin. His fingers closed, pressing inward, his palm pressing down. I managed a gasp of air, opened my eyes to watch the starbursts in my head.

The world slowed, drifting into a surreal plane. My mind retreated, leaving my body only with sensation. Fire burned through me, a repressed scream built deep within. This is what I had wanted, why I had come here instead of finding one of my lovers. This is what I craved whenever a man or woman touched me, this moment when the world would recede and I would be lost in a sea of pleasure.

The pressure eased so that I could speak, so that I could beg if necessary. This stranger knew me as well as I could know myself at this moment. I struggled to keep hold of that moment until he returned it to me. I twisted and shuddered under his hand, against his lips, forcing the words out while I could still speak.

“Who are you?” I cried even as I writhed beneath him, struggling to free my wrists from his grasping fingers.

He raised his head kozyatağı escort long enough to smile, an obliging flash of lightning illuminating the feral gleam in his eyes. “I am Love.” He said. “I am passion, desire… I answer your Need.”

I laughed, opening myself to him. “You are the devil, I say.” The wind blew around us, stirring dirt and small rocks into the air, but leaving an area of safety just large enough for us.

“Nay.” He moved to take what I had offered, thrusting forward in a single motion, stretching and filling me in a way I had until then only imagined. “I am not Satan, but the essence of Lust. I am Sin.”

“Take me then!” I threw my head back, baring my throat, letting the rain wash over me. “Bless me, Sin. And then bless me again.”

The hand closed over my throat again, his lips pressed against mine. His tongue forced itself between my lips, delving inside to taste the one thing I had not allowed him. My body moved against his, I could no more fail to meet his thrusts than I could deny that I wanted him.

He released my hands so that he could move me, placing my calves onto his shoulders. I grasped his arms as he held onto my waist and throat, driving into me with a pace that rivaled the rage of the storm around us. The wind screamed because I could not. The water slashed down, washing away the blood that my nails had brought.

I knew the shrinking pinpoints of light were echoes of the lightning, the fading sound of drums was the thunder, the world faded around the edges of my consciousness. I panted for what air I could get, nails digging deeper as I anchored myself onto him before letting go.

The world flew away, not so much shattering as fracturing. It was a spider web windshield fragmentation that escalated to an earth quake as I felt him pull away, felt the hot rush as he spilled across my belly. My legs fell away from my shoulders, his hands released me as he collapsed.

The world rushed back, but I ignored it, panting for lost breath. I fell back against the rock, oblivious to its discomfort or Sin’s weight atop me. I was satisfied, satiated.

Now I knew why the storms had always teased at my senses, tantalizing my body into an awakened state, making dark promises that it would no more fail to fulfill than I would fail to accept.

Sin shifted onto one elbow, staring down at me, and smiled. I could feel him stirring against me.

“Again?”

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I finally made it up to my hotel room shortly after midnight. My flight to the conference city had been a nightmare! A routine 5 1/2 hour transcontinental nonstop turned into a nightmare. Over the Rockies we encountered Clear Air Turbulence and a passenger who wasn’t wearing her seatbelt got hurt as our Airbus battered its way through the sky. We made an emergency landing in Denver so the injured passenger could get prompt medical attention. After an hour on the ground, we resumed our journey East. As our aircraft taxied toward the takeoff runway a very nervous passenger decided he had to get off the plane NOW!

The flight attendants and several fellow passengers attempted to subdue him, but he was scared to death and somehow made it to a rear exit door, which he tried to open. We were routed to a remote area of the airport where police and FBI agents surrounded the aircraft, perhaps thinking a hijacking was in progress. Eventually they stormed the cabin and removed the frightened passenger. By this time we were so late that our flight crew was nearing the limit of its legal active duty time. That meant an alternate crew had to be found to take over the flight. Finally, after a total of nearly six hours on the ground, we took off. The rest of our trip was uneventful and at last we landed at our destination.

The room was typical hotel chain, but the bed was big and looked mighty inviting. I lay down and turned on the TV to catch up with news. The misadventures of my flight were one of the stories from the “lighter side” of the news. The anchor chuckled as he commented how unlucky we were to be on that flight. I mumbled a few choice expletives at him and then flipped through the channels to see if anything good was on.

I wasn’t tired and there was nothing worth watching on the tube and I didn’t feel like reading or rehearsing my presentation to be made that afternoon. I scanned the hotel’s directory and saw that the health club was accessible to guests 24 hours a day. I figured a good workout would use up my excess energy and tire me out enough to get several hours of deep sleep. I dressed in a tee shirt, shorts and sneakers and headed to the gym.

I went straight to the loose weights and started a routine of dumbbell and barbell work. Before long I had a good sweat going and was feeling the “burn” associated with strenuous exercise. After finishing with the weights I wandered into the cardiovascular area. I estimated about 20 minutes on a treadmill and some cool down stretching would finish my workout. Then I’d shower and head back to my room for a well-earned rest.

As I entered the CV area, I noticed a woman riding a stationary bike. I said hello but she just glanced at me and returned to her riding with no reply. I guess she didn’t care for conversation and I didn’t want to crowd her and make her feel nervous. I just set my treadmill for atakent escort 20 minutes and started jogging. After about 15 minutes, my silent neighbor finished her bike ride and headed toward the locker area. I continued on the treadmill for my remaining time and concluded my routine with about five minutes of stretching. I walked into the men’s locker room and stripped down and got in the shower. I turned on the water and stepped into its warm embrace. It felt really good! I let the water spray over all parts of my body before soaping up. I thoroughly lathered my face and chest and legs and then spent a couple of moments making sure my cock and balls were clean and free of sweat. I then did my ass and as much of my back as I could reach. I rinsed off and set about shampooing my hair. It was at this time I thought I heard a locker door slam shut, but figured it was a product of my imagination.

One final time under the warm water to rinse the shampoo from my hair. I stood there allowing the spray to massage my body before turning it off. I reached for my towel and cleaned the soap and water from my eyes before drying myself off. As I dried off I slowly walked back into the men’s locker room. I turned the corner to my locker and that’s when I saw the biker woman. She was standing completely naked next to a bench. Her clothes were in a neat pile under the bench. She made no effort to cover her nakedness. She was about 5’6″ tall and maybe 120 lbs. Her hair was of medium length and still wet from her own shower. She had a nice face, with piercing green eyes and lush lips. Her breasts were of modest size and slightly drooping, topped with small dark nipples. I figured her measurements at 34-B, 26, 36. She had shaved off almost all her pubic hair, leaving just a small trim triangle above her clit.

I guess I stared at her for a while. Finally, the mysterious woman spread her towel on the bench and lay down. She raised her legs and bent her knees toward her ears. Her pussy lips parted and I noticed how swollen and prominent her clit and mound were and how deep pink and wet she was inside.

“Fuck me!” she growled in a husky voice. “Do it here and do it hard! Make me cum! NOW!!”

The urgency of her statements took me by surprise. I didn’t know how to act. I suppose I looked pretty stupid standing there, nude except for a towel around my shoulders with shower water dripping off. She looked back at me and smiled.

“C’mon stud, you like girls, don’t you? I won’t hurt you! All I want is your cock in my pussy and my ass and my mouth. Just fuck my pussy, and then my ass and I’ll let you cum in my mouth! I’m the kinda girl that loves the taste of cum! I’ll let you watch me swallow it and then I’ll lick your cock clean. How can you lose? Now, be a good boy and get it up and stick it in!”

She made ataköy escort that last demand in a deep voice with her teeth tightly clenched. She would not be denied. Her satisfaction was all that mattered and she didn’t care about anything, or anyone, else at that moment.

Maybe my brain couldn’t sort things out, but my cock had no trouble. By this time I was well on my way to a super hardon. I dropped the towel and advanced toward her. She looked back at me and smirked and opened her pussy even wider with her fingers. Some droplets of cunt juice were drooling from inside her hole and running down her butt crack to land on the towel. I noticed the scent of this highly aroused woman’s sex wafting through the air.

My cock had grown thick and hard sex and resembled a weapon more than a mere penis. I straddled the bench, took one final step toward my unknown partner and plunged into her womanhood as far as I could. My God, she was hotter and wetter than I imagined! As soon as I bottomed out, I felt her vaginal muscles lock onto my shaft. I started pulling out, but she didn’t make it easy. Her grip on my cock was incredible! I then realized this was how it was going to be done, so I let her cunt muscles suck my cock back in and then slowly push it back out. I have to admit I enjoyed her technique very much. With most women I’ve bedded I ended up doing most or all of the work. But this hottie was different! She wasn’t interested in my pleasure, just her own, and I was lucky enough to have my cock be the instrument by which she achieved it!

We continued this slow pace for quite some time. Finally, she had a massive orgasm during which time her cunt muscles put a death grip on my cock. I recall wondering what I would do if she never let go of my prick. But, I didn’t have to worry. After about 60 seconds I felt her pussy relaxing her hold on my penis. I began to slowly withdraw from her love tunnel. As I came out, she said in a breathless voice,

“That was really good. If you can fuck my ass the way you fucked my cunt and I’ll reward you with the best blowjob of your life.”

This was a challenge I could not refuse! I stood back, surveyed the situation and took a deep breath. She pulled her legs down a bit more, giving me easier access to her asshole. Thick pussy juice coated her little brown rosebud. I adjusted my stance and brought the tip of my cock in contact with her anus. I exhaled and took in another deep breath. Then I pushed in. Immediately her sphincter closed in around my shaft making her hole feel tighter than it was. Then I began a steady in and out, deep into her ass. I glanced up at her and noted the look of complete bliss on her face. I admit I was just as happy!

I felt I could have gone on like this all night. However, all good things must end and she began a low moan atalar escort which soon became the wailing of a deep orgasm. Her eyes rolled up into her head and her breathing became fast and shallow. She grabbed onto my arms and tried pulling me deeper into her body. All at once she stiffened. Her grip on my cock and my arms was incredible! A low guttural growl escaped from her lips. She’d had another orgasm, and this one seemed even more intense than the previous!

It seemed that a long time passed before she took in a breath and eased her clench of my arms. I felt her slowly push my cock out of her anus. After it was out, she lowered her legs and sat up. Her face was covered in a sheen of sweat.

“Wow, that was great! I haven’t been fucked that good for a long time! My ass’ll be tingling for hours! You earned your reward. Come a little closer and claim it.”

I thought for sure she’d want to at least wipe off my cock, and maybe wash it, but she just told hold and started licking. Around and around the head went her tongue, swirling around the turgid flesh. She probed into the piss-slit, scooping out the precum as it flowed out. Then, after thoroughly cleaning the head of all traces of her cunt and ass, she went to work on the shaft. I don’t know how I managed to hold out, but I did. She licked every millimeter of my manhood. Finally She sucked me into her mouth down to the root. Those sensuous lips looked great around my flesh. Up and down, deeper and deeper, faster and faster she sucked until I couldn’t keep control any longer. I told her I was going to cum but she didn’t let go. It only took a few more seconds before jets of semen erupted from my balls into her mouth. By the time the last dribbles of jism exited my cock I was exhausted. My erection was softening and my legs felt like jelly. I sat down next to this wonderful sexy woman, trying to catch my breath. She turned to me and gestured for me to look up at her face. When I did, she opened her mouth. Her lower jaw was filled almost to the top of her teeth with my ejaculate. It looked very thick and cloudy with a few lighter streaks here and there. She closed her mouth and swallowed deeply. I imagined each little sperm flowing past her tongue, and down her throat into her belly. When she finished, she opened her mouth as if to prove that it was “all gone” and licked her lips.

“Mmmmmm! That tasted nice. Not too strong and salty. I’m glad I met you!”

She then gently took hold of my flaccid shaft and licked off the bits of cooled cum that hadn’t made it into her mouth. When she finished she gave the tip of my cock a big kiss and let it go. She gathered her belongings and got dressed.

“Thank you for a great fuck! I hope you enjoyed it as much as me!”

She kissed me on the cheek and began walking away. Before she went too far I called out

“Wait! What’s your name? Can I see you again?”

In reply I got the diminishing sound of her footsteps. Soon there was only silence.

The next night I came back to the gym hoping she was there, but I was alone. I asked at the front desk about her, but no one recognized her from my description. I’m sure I’ll never see her again, but our encounter is one I’ll never forget.

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It was a long day full of meetings and deals but it was over at last, and the sun was just setting. I walked up to the mirror in my hotel room, glancing at my reflection. I looked over my appearance, from by long black hair to my chocolate coloured eyes, going down over my almost perfect hourglass figure. I had maintained my college days figure due to the daily horse riding I practiced.

I decided to go over to the beach to look for some place to eat and maybe get a drink or two. It had been a long time since I went out alone. I pulled on a white summer dress and some strappy sandals. I again looked at my reflection, the dress was short reaching only up to my mid thighs. And the spaghetti straps crossed in the back once, leaving nearly my entire back bare. I decided to leave my straight long hair down as it is.

Pleased with the way I look I wandered outside and reached the beach. Walking along the coastline I found a shack that looked promising and decided to venture inside. I took a place at one of stools placed in front of the bar and ordered one of their signature cocktails.

I was just sipping my drink and thinking about how I desperately needed some excitement in my life when I first saw him. He was wearing a light shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a pair of cotton acıbadem escort shorts. With his windswept hair and light stubble he looked absolutely delectable. I noticed him checking me out too. I decided this is what I wanted and needed.

I crossed my legs making my dress ride up high on my thighs, exposing a lot of skin and flipped my hair over my shoulder. I saw him making his way over to me.

“Is this seat taken?” He asked gesturing to the stool next to me.

I then realised his voice was deep and sexy. Within a few minutes we had started a conversation and slowly he placed a hand on my thigh. His warm hand against my skin instantly aroused me. I could feel him going higher slowly. I was getting more and more wet. I knew I wanted him, wanted him to touch me and fuck me.

I opened up my legs a bit to make it easier for him. His hand slowly reached up to my pussy. I saw his eyes widen in surprise when he realised I wasn’t wearing any underwear.

I whispered in his ear “Oh yeah baby, I’m completely naked under this dress.”

He slowly put one finger inside my hot wet pussy, lubricating it with my juices. He then circled around my clit. I was in heaven. After a few more slow deep strokes of his finger inside akbatı escort me and also on my clit, I realised I couldn’t take this anymore.

I grabbed his hand and dragged him out with me. We walked a little distance on the beach looking for a secluded spot. We found a few abandoned boats. We got into one and I pushed him down on the floor and climbed onto him.

We kissed, tongues in each other’s mouths, he bit my lip gently making me moan. I opened up his shirt exposing his hard chest and abs. He slid the straps of my dress off my shoulders exposing my 34C breasts. My nipples were already hard and projecting out. He pinched my nipples, then stroked them with his thumbs. I leaned down, kissing him along the lines of his chest. I reached his nipple and lightly bit down on it, making him thrust up into me.

I continued my exploration downwards, unbuttoning his shorts and sliding it down. I could see his cock straining against his boxers. I grabbed those too, releasing his huge hard cock into the night air. I salivated just looking at it. I locked eyes with him as I stroked it, slowly bringing my lips near. I just kissed the tip of his cock, then licked up the shaft. Without warning I ducked down and took one of his balls into my aksaray escort mouth. He groaned, clutching onto my hair.

After sucking a little I moved onto his dick, taking just the tip into my mouth. Slowly inch by inch I took him fully inside, feeling him reach up to my throat. Imagining that inside my pussy made me moan around his dick. He couldn’t take it anymore, he started thrusting into my mouth.

After a few thrusts he flipped me over so that my pussy was near his face but with his dick still in my throat. I felt his tongue reach out and touch my clit. He slowly put 2 fingers inside me while still licking and stroking my clit with his tongue. I knew I was close, I released his dick, no longer able to pay any attention to that job. His fingers managed to find that exact spot inside me and I climaxed, drenching his face with my juices.

While I was still recovering from that mind blowing orgasm he got up from under me and pushed me to my hands and knees. I felt his cock at the entrance of my pussy and in one stroke he was buried inside me.

“Fuck yes” I cried out. I had never felt this good and full before.

He began thrusting in and out. He reached over and squeezed my boobs, pinching my nipples hard. With one hand he reached down and started circling my clit as his thrusts became harder and faster. With a cry I had another huge orgasm as I felt him pulse and cum inside me.

Utterly spent we just lay there for a few seconds before hurriedly dressing and leaving along our separate paths. As I lay in bed that night I couldn’t help but touch myself again as I thought about that earth shattering sex I just had.

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Mornings at our house are always hectic, and today was no exception.

As I poured my morning coffee I heard My girlfriend Hope and her 20-year-old daughter Lauren talking about some new hair coloring Lauren wanted to try and how It had to Be rinsed out in a certain amount of time.

Then Hope left for work and I headed to our room to shower and get ready myself.

Because Hope sometimes works nights we have thick blackout curtains in our room and bathroom. They were drawn still so I turned on the light, turned on the shower then stripped down and got in.

I soaped up and then shampooed my hair. When I put the conditioner in I decided to kill the time waiting for it to work with a little self love.

I had just stroked myself to complete hardness when I heard the door open. Then the lights went out and I heard but couldnt see the shower door open. Then I heard Lauren’s voice, which came as a total shock.

“I’m so sorry Mike but I have the hair coloring in and I have to rinse it now and I broke our shower head. I turned off the water in our shower but I have to rinse my hair fast. Just dont move. I cant see anything with the lights out and it will only take me a minute.”

There was no chance to argue. I felt her slippery and naked body brush by me and her hands push me back against the shower wall, then I felt what could only be her ass push against my midsection as she put her head under the water.

This left me pinned against the wall with my completely haramidere escort hard dick nestled between the cheeks of her ass.

Nestled too low in my stunned and confused opinion. My dick wasnt confused though. Even without seeing anything my dick had gotten even harder as it felt the hot wet skin on her butt and that dangerous ground of what had to the skin between her pussy and ass.

She moved as she tried to rinse her hair and that made a bad situation worse. The movement of her body meant my dick kept rubbing against different parts of her. I swore I felt pubic hair one second then the inner folds of her pussy then the tight pucker of her ass. Over and over for what seemed like hours but can’t have been more than a minute or two.

Then she slipped and fell back against me, pushing the tip of my dick through the extra warm depths of her pussy before I felt the tickle of her pubes again.

My hands instinctively reached for her, finding her hips and pulling back against me to steady her. When she settled into place my dick was settled as well, its length running the length of her pussy, the head rubbing against her pubes and I suspected against her clit.

“One more second and I’ll be done, I’m so sorry. The floor is so slippery,” she said.

She didn’t ask me to hold her steady but she also didn’t ask me to let go, so I held her hips and held her in place against me.

That made the wiggling içerenköy escort action both worse and better. Worse because now even standing with the warm water from the shower hitting me I could definitely feel the heat of her pussy enveloping my dick. And better because at least the movement against me was less.

I’d moved past surprise into worry about the situation now, belatedly I realized. What would her mom say? What would I do if she tried to make it more and I ended up fucking her? And worst of all thats exactly what I wanted in that moment. I was rock hard. I could tell she was excited as well. All it would take would be a slight adjustment and I’d be inside her. Id never even thought of fucking her before but now I couldn’t stop thinking of it.

Then things got worse. She pushed back hard against me and I felt her leaning forward which moved the head of my dick directly onto her pussy. It wasn’t in her, but was like a train sitting right at a tunnel entrance. Any more movement and I’d be fucking her. She either didn’t notice or was determined not to admit it.

“Mike, I dropped the rinsing conditioner. I keep trying to find it but I can’t. Can you help?” She asked, not moving at all.

“Ok, it’s really cramped in here so you stand up and lll lean down and look,” I told her.

I didnt have time to move my hands when she did the opposite of what I asked and lowered herself and turned, dragging innovia escort My hands up over her stomach and onto her breaats briefly before standing back up. I knew she was trying to find the bottle but i was thrilled at the chance to feel her large breasts briefly.

I had meant for her to stay facing away but as she stood she also turned toward me so I as squatted down my face moved against she stomach.

I knew what was about to happen and I figured what the hell and stuck my tongue out.

I was rewarded immediately with the feel of smooth skin, then hair and finally creamy warmth as my mouth moved down past her belly button onto her pussy. My hand on the ground felt the bottle immediately but I acted like i was still looking. I even asked her to move closer so i could feel behind her, moving her entire pussy to my mouth. I decided to be bolder and purposefully licked her before i stood up. Just a fast lick along her slit and over her clit but it was enough to taste her and feel how wet she was inside.

We were both dangerously excited and this needed to wrap up, so I told her I found it and stood up, this time rewarded with a brief nipple in my mouth.

When I was standing I moved my hand until I found hers and handed her the bottle.

She didn’t say a word, she just turned around and bent back over, again pushing her behind against me.

My hands again reached for her hips to hold her and and dick again was pressed hard against her.

I couldn’t take anymore so I held her hips and gently pushed forward, but my alignment was off and instead of sliding in, I just poked her butt cheek.

She giggled and said “I finally got it all rinsed out I think.”

Then she stood and started to leave. On her way out she said “I have to reapply it tomorrow. I may need to use your shower again.”

…To be continued.

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Monday has arrived. I bounce out of bed, showered and sprayed my favorite cologne more heavily than normal. I am looking forward to speaking to Yulia. Maybe progressing my perceived friendship with her and then…maybe.

When I got to work at the usual time of 6.15am, Jess greeted me as always, but this time she told me Yulia is no longer working here, as she quit last Friday. I was deflated at the news. Who’s going to replace her I asked. It’s just the 3 of us until we find a new person. I will help you today. Just let me know if you get busy. I am disappointed at the news. Will I see her again I wondered. This is crazy, I was just getting to know her and now she’s gone. I kick myself for not being more assertive last week. I tried to focus on the customers as they come thick and fast.

By midday, I am still wondering what happened with Yulia. I asked Jess what happened. She could only say Yulia decided the job wasn’t right for her and promptly quit. I asked her if wasn’t because of me. But Jess politely says it’s not me and not to concern myself with the matter.

Again by 2pm I am still day dreaming, then Lloyd turns up. His voice booming as usual.

“Where’s my pretty lady?” I asked loudly.

“She gone Lloyd.” I managed to splutter out.

I start to make his coffee and he kept saying silly stuff about her. I pretend to listen and hand over his long black.

“Never mind young fella, she was just good eye candy!” He stated in front of other customers already in the cafe.

Fortunately he goes away quickly and not hang around talking about what could have been. I felt more deflated after seeing him.

Then by 2.30pm, my heart almost stops beating. Yulia turns up. I am so excited to see her. She request a flat white. I promptly tell her it’s on me. I feel myself “raising the flag” as I made her coffee.

She smiles at me as I hand it over.

“You win.” She smiles.

“What do you mean?” I nervously mumbled.

“Last week some customers came back who had gebze escort takeaway coffees said your coffee was brilliant, really great tasting.” She explains. “I promised if you win, I take you out. I am here to take you out.”

I nearly froze, almost speechless. This is a dream come true.

“Say something.” She says teasingly.

“I love to, but I got to start cleaning up first.” I mumbled incoherently.

“I’ll come back at 3.30pm, pick you up?” She smirks.

“Sounds really good. See you then.” I replied instantly with happy smile.

She leaves and I kind of did a “Tom Cruise move like in the movie Cocktail.” And pumping my fist behind the counter and yelling out “quietly” into the empty cafe. Then suddenly Jess appears from the back.

“Was that Yulia?” She wanted to confirm.

“Sure was.” I beamed back.

“Just be careful, she’s a lot older than you. Don’t get yourself disappointed, OK.” She added with serious look.

“Thanks for the advice Jess, I think I going to be just fine!” I replied with starry eyes.

My god I going out in a date with this sexy Russian lady. Yulia is much older than myself and she been married before so I am hoping for a hot night. Like I said earlier I think she is about 35. Again images of me f**king her cross my teenage mind. I take a deep breath and continued cleaning up. I throb uncontrollably as I cleaned up in record speed.

By 3.30 I was ready. Yulia arrives on time. She looked really hot, sorry, she looked elegant.

“What do you have in mind?” I asked. “How about I come up with some suggestions but you are the one taking me out, right?”

“What do you like to do?” She smiles back at me.

“How about some drinks, a game of pool then maybe we can catch a movie?” I said excitedly.

“Maybe not. I’m thinking about going to a museum or gallery and a walk in a park. Then we can have that drink you are keen on. Would that be ok?” She asked politely.

“Oh, göztepe escort OK, sounds great. I know the museum and gallery. I think it’s in that direction.” I accepted reluctantly. “And what about your daughter?”

“She OK. I have a baby sitter. So the whole days ours.” She smiled.

“Excellent.” I say with a happy glee.

So we head off. After taking a couple of bus trips we arrive at the first destination. The museum is a grand building as you would expect in the heart of the city. I haven’t been since I was a youngster.

After paying, I followed her to what attracts her. She likes history and the arts, after all her home country is fill of history.

I stand there looking “interested.” But seriously I am since Yulia is interested. When she stood in silence, I did the same. When she commented on a piece, I also did the same, even if I didn’t quite understand the subject matter concerned. It was rather funny as I am not really I interested but in her presence I am all about pleasing her.

Then there were times I felt I was competing with the art for her attention. I would at times make too much noise or talk too much. I think she noticed it which caused her to move on to the next piece of art. I gather from the hour we were there she was interested by neo classical and impressionist arts, something I picked up from university studies.

“Can you see the meaning or message the artist is trying to convey?” Yulia asked pointing to one painting of a person by himself in a boat paddling on a large pond.

“Yep, I think this bloke trying to say…I mean artist is saying that you don’t need to be with another person to have fun, eh right?” I made up with a little thought.

She giggles at my effort and continues to the next pictures. Then we are standing in front of a large piece of neo classical art. It must have measured 6 foot square. There is a woman half naked her breast exposed but she still wore halkalı escort a dress and a man standing there looking at her. It’s seems they are in a large room with books and furniture in the background. Yulia stands there for a few minutes, intrigued by the work. I stand close to her but behind her. I am getting a hard erection as I admired the work like she is doing. This time it is more interesting as I pondered the meaning. Suddenly I jumped, like a bolt of electricity hit me. I feel Yulia’s hand touch me right on the bulge in the front of my pants as she moves her hand behind her. I see a smile from her as she deliberately teased me. It is the first sign she is flirting seriously with me. It only got me harder. I start breathing nervously as she moved to the next painting. The next painting didn’t help. It shows 2 half naked women together wading in a large pond. But Yulia stood there looking at the 19th century painting in awe. She can see its purpose whereas I thought of it only from a sexual point of view. I stood slightly further from her, giving me breathing space.

By now we had been at the museum and gallery for a couple of hours. Yulia figures I had enough “punishment” and suggests time for something to eat and drink. I suggest a funky bar in downtown where we can order snacks as well. I am now really hot for her, not able to hide my desire. On the way she asks me about what I may have learnt from the time at the gallery. I was frank with her. I really enjoyed her company making the paintings more interesting. She thanks me for the compliment. But then was that an accident or deliberate touch earlier on. I dear not mention it, for fear of embarrassing her. She just knows I am hot for her, just from that “accidentally brush” I know it was a deliberate tease.

We arrive at my chosen bar and order some snacks and drinks. Then in my cheeky mood, I asked her.

“Since you are taking me out, do you pay for the drinks?” I smiled at her.

She replied after a pause. “If I can get you drunk enough, I will pay for those drinks. But I am joking just take it easy, and I will pay for you.”

She looks at me with those beautiful diamond shaped eyes and smiles. Indeed it is enough to “sink a thousand ships.”

“Tell me more about yourself.” She leans forward giving me an eye full of her chest. “I am waiting.” She teases.

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Characters in sexual situations are 18+ yrs.

*****

His arms held her in a vise-like grip as he stood behind her in line at Starbucks. Lillian loved how her boyfriend held her. Sure his grip was constricting and her lungs felt like they were about to collapse, but it made her feel wanted. She felt safe and loved in his strong arms.

Shen nuzzled her neck, kissing her exposed skin, peeking out from her shirt’s collar. They were both in their school uniforms still. Shen wore the boy’s mandatory black dress slacks, white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and optional blue and green striped tie. He had worn a cobalt blue sweater in the school building since the administrator always kept it frigid. Lillian also wore the mandatory white button down shirt, but no tie, and tucked it into a pleated black skirt. The skirt’s hem stopped short four to five inches above her knee. Thankfully, it was a skort so she never had to worry about crossing her legs in class. She had worn forest green knee socks and black ballet flats, all standard items that were within the school dresscode. Blackwood Prep had a strict uniform and only allowed white oxfords, black bottoms (pants for guys and skirts-skorts for girls), black dress shoes, and any accessories like sweaters, ties, socks, or scrunchies had to be either white, black, or the school colors-forest green and prussian blue.

Blackwood didn’t stop its strict rules at the dresscode but continued its rigor throughout its academia and athletics programs. Assignments were graded harshly and stringently. If you didn’t show up to class on time, you were given a demerit. Three demerits sent you to detention which could mean anything from writing essays to scraping gum from under the bottom of the desks. Athletes worked hard two hours everyday after school and during the summer for preseason conditioning. If you showed up late to practice more than three times for any unexcused reason, you were put on athletic suspension for a month. Because of the harsh punishments doled out, most students caught on quickly and become the perfectly submissive and attentive.

Shen and Lillian had gone out to Starbucks for the hour break they had between school and sports practices. Shen had volleyball practice and Lillian had sailing practice. Her team was supposed to make it to states this year.

Finally, they got to the front of the line and Lillian ordered for them both since Shen was busy sucking on her neck. The barista eyed them, but brushed it off easily with encouragement from one of Lillian’s glamorous smiles. She had a way with people and getting them to do what she wanted.

While waiting for their coffee, Lillian turned around in Shen’s arms, her hands clasped around his neck. She kissed him, not erotically as she wood in private, but it was long and slow enough to tell him what she wanted.

When she leaned back he asked, “Excited for tonight?”

“Absolutely,” she grinned coyly. “You’ll pick me up at the docks around seven?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he eagerly kissed her again, his lips melding to hers briefly.”

Unfortunately, Shen had to let go of her when they got their drinks and headed out of the coffee shop. They hopped into Shen’s car and he drove them back to school where Lillian caught a ride with a friend to the docks for sailing practice. Even though they were close to the water, they weren’t close enough and the sailing team had to commute to the closest inlet everyday. It was half an hour from school. Shen headed to the gym for volleyball practice after giving his girlfriend one last, long slow kiss.

~~~

Shen was right on time, arriving promptly to the docks at seven pm. Lillian hopped into his car, her muscles sore and her uniform damp from having fallen into the water during an arduous exercise.

Her boyfriend kissed her anyways, his handing cupping her cheek. He even sucked the salty taste of her lips. She smiled demurely when he let go. During the ride to his parents’ place, Lillian was acutely aware of his right hand resting on her thigh. Occasionally, his thumb caressed her skin or his fingers dug into her flesh. Lillian responded by holding onto his upper arm and rubbing her thumb back and forth over his skin.

He refrained etiler escort from kissing her during the ride, knowing he would miss when a red light turned green when he got distracted. It took great self-control on both of their parts. Soon, they arrived at a large brownstone. Shen’s parents were never home and his older siblings had all grown up and gone off to college or gotten a job. He was the youngest of five and his parents frequently traveled for work. They were practically never home but that worked out well for the young couple.

Lillian’s parents never cared where she was or what she did as long as she kept her grades up, finished her chores, and participated in a sport each season. She told them she was spending the night at a girlfriend’s house. Mom wouldn’t even notice she was gone, her hands were full with her younger twin brothers and annoying preteen, Justin Beaver and Selena Gomez obsessed, sister.

Shen opened the door to the brownstone house and they both traipsed in with their books and athletic gear. Lillian left her school things in the living room but took her gym bag to the guest bathroom. Shen did the same but showered in the upstairs bathroom. They had a routine down. First they showered because sweat and salt water drenched bodies were disgusting, then they took things up to Shen’s room.

Lillian was so excited and impatient that she showered quickly. She combed and parted her wet hair, then pulled on her revealing lacy bra and panties. She pulled on a pair of flannel shorts and a skimpy camisole, then walked out of the bathroom to find Shen waiting solemnly on the bed, wearing only a pair of rasta style shorts. His dark hair glistened wet and stuck up in all directions. He waited patiently for her to gather her things into her bag and then picked up his girlfriend like a potato sack and grabbed her bag with his other hand. Lillian complied meekly as he brought her upstairs and locked them in his room. He tossed her bag to the side of the door and dropped her on the bed, the springs bouncing with her immediate weight.

Shen straddled her and stated, “It’s Friday.”

Lilian placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him down to press against her body, “Mmhm.

They had all night long and no need to worry about school. Shen began by oulling off her camisole and running his lips across her bare abdomen. Lillian sighed as his lips whispered across her skin. She dug her fingers into his scalp in expectation pf what would happen next when Shen began sucking on her skin right below her breasts. Soon, he had spotted her stomach with hickeys. He would’ve sucked on her bellybutton if not for her bellybutton ring so he satisfied himself with making a circle of hickeys around it and dotting her bikini line as well.

Before he pulled off her lacey underwear, Lillian decide to try something new. With a powerful thrust, she swung her leg up and over Shen’s side then rolled him over, expecting to be on top, but she didn’t realize how close they were to the edge and they landed on the floor, Shen taking the brunt of the fall. He chuckled at her intrepid thinking and sat up, pulling her into his lap. Lillian wrapped her legs around his waist and trailed her fingers over his smooth chest and lightly sucked on his jaw so as not to leave any noticeable marks. Shen gripped her thighs hard as the electric sensations of her fingers and lips turned him on. Lillian knew exactly where and how to touch him. She knew exactly how little pressure she pressed his skin and how slowly her fingers should trail along the contours of his body.

When he couldn’t take anymore, he stood up and thrust Lillian onto the bed violently. He dropped his drawers to the ground and yanked off her panties, no longer willing to go slow. Shen pushed her thighs wide apart and she gasped, always surprised at the feeling of his dick diving into her pussy. His body pressed down hard on hers as he grinded furiously. She rolled her hips up as the first orgasm spasmed through her body. Moans escaped through her body and Shen intensified the pleasure when he began sucking on her neck. Lillian could feel the sweat beading on his skin everytime she arched her back up and her stomach grazed eve gelen escort against his. One of his hands was entangled in her hair and pulled tightly while the other splayed across her hip. His full weight was born on his elbows, but Lillian just really wished he would drop his full weight on top of her so she brought her legs up and around his waist again and pulled him back down. His dick touched her G-spot and another moan escaped her lips. She climaxed and fell limp. Shen must’ve felt it for he pulled out of her and flipped over on his back, lying next to her.

After a moment, Lillian sat up on her side and ran her fingers over his body, starting at his hips and moving slowly towards his neck in a zig-zag fashion. When her fingers caressed his lips, he grabbed her hand and sucked on her fingers one by one. When he was done, he grabbed her neck with a firm hand and kissed her forcefully, his tongue not scared to run itself along the top of her mouth and along her teeth. She bit his lip in return and sucked on the blood that came out. With one hand still wrapped around her neck, the other slid down her back and unhooked her bra with a flick of his fingers. Soon he had bulled the garment off and tossed it to the floor.

Shen trailed his lips down her neck and across her collarbone as he pulled her into his lap and trailed his hands across her breasts, raising goosebumps on her skin. He quickly moved on, down her stomach and his fingers whispered across her clit. He added pressure and rubbed his thumb in a circle and Lillian moaned. She pressed her hips against his and forced herself on him. This time he remained still and the only thing he did was rub circles on her clit.

In their sitting position, Lillian was more agile and could maneuver herself around Shen however she wanted. His other hand still gripped her neck firmly and she pressed her breasts against his chest to alleviate the slight pain. He nibbled on her ear as orgasms rocked her body. Shen clearly knew his way around her body and it only took a few moments for him to fully stimulate her and override her senses. The next moment went by in a blur until she climaxed and found herself on her back underneath Shen.

Lillian felt a wave of drowsiness overcome her as Shen pulled a blanket up over them. He flipped her onto her side and slid his hands around her waist from behind. As always, his grip was strong and tight. She melded right into him, not minding the way his erection pressed against her tailbone. He threw one leg over her thighs in an extremely protective manner. With his body giving of a warm heat, she fell right asleep.

~~~

When she woke, Lillian found herself lying on her stomach, clutching his chest. Shen was still asleep but he had one arm pinning her against him. She would’ve been content to stay there but she had to use the bathroom. Glancing at the clock, she noticed it was five in the morning. Lillian tried to sit up but Shen’s arm had her pinned. Automatically, his other arm came up and clamped down on her. When she tried to extricate herself, he throttled her. And when she pinched him, he rolled over and moved Lillian underneath him. His full weight had her pinned uncomfortably. She struggled a bit more and slapped him. After hitting him a few more times, Shen lazily opened his eyes. He rolled off of her and let her go, frowning. When she climbed back into bed, Shen reflexively curved his body around hers and hugged her tightly in his constricting grasp. She nuzzled against his chest and would’ve fallen back asleep if not for the noise downstairs.

Shen bolted upright. He looked a the clock and scratched his head. Another noise from downstairs made him look at the door. Immediately, he jumped out of bed and pulled his shorts on.

He whispered to Lillian, “I’ll be right back.”

Shen left, closing the door softly behind him. After he left, Lillian pulled her clothes back on the crawled back under the warm blankets. A long quiet stretch of time ensued during which Lillian nervously fidgeted. Soon she heard a feminine voice drifting upstairs. Shen’s voice replied, but she couldn’t mae out the words. TTThey seemed calm though. Their voices with undiscernible words, floattted fatih escort upstairs.

When the door opened back up, Lillian was surprised to find a woman at Shen’s side. She was slightly shorter than Shen, but she had the same silky raven hair and almond eyes.

Shen introduced her, “Lily, this is my sister, Katsa.”

Katsa immediatelypushed Shen out of the room and locked the door. Lillian’s heartrate went up fast. As she came over to sit by her on the bed, Katsa’s dark eyes drilled into mine with hidden intent. Lillian’s heart thudded violently against her rib cage.

“So your sleeping with my brother,” she stated casually, not at all how Lillian would have expected her to sound. When Lillian didn’t reply, she continued, “Shen might not have mentioned this, but I have a particular job that sort of makes me an unofficial expert in this area.” Lilian was confused but the dark-haired beauty went on, “I am a dominatrix. I specialize in shibari, an artistic form of rope bondage. And,” Katsa’s fingers trailed up Lillian’s bare arms and caressed her neck and cheek. “I would like to experiment with you and my brother.”

Before Lillian even knew what was happening, Katsa kissed her. It was the best kiss she’d ever had. Stunned, she watched as Katsa undressed provocatively in front of her. When she was done, she pulled Lillian off the bed and pulled off her clothes so both of them stood naked. Like her brother, Katsa liked to be in control and she was violent about it.

She pushed Lillian onto the bed and grabbed something out of her purse which she had brought with her. Lillian innocently didn’t recognize what it was until Katsa shoved it into her pussy. The device was large and took up alot of space. Katsa pushed the device as far back as it would go and Lillian moaned in mixed pain and pleasure. Then she took another device exactly like the one she had shoved into Lillian and inserted it into herself. Without warning, the device began vibrating. It was a soft, slow vibration but it immediately racked Lillian’s body with orgasms. She couldn’t help but cry out in blissful pleasure. Katsa was swaying next to the bed, in her own silent bliss, but abruptly lunged onto Lillian’s prostrate form.

Katsa began simply, running her tongue alongall the tender places on Lillian’s skin. She messed with Lillian’s ample breasts, fiddling with them, raising goosebumps on the prone girl’s skin. Every place Katsa touched, raised goosebumps. She didn’t stop until Lillian’s entire body seemed cold and numb. Then, Katsa touched the device still vibrating in Lillian’s pussy and changed some setting. Immediately, the device began vibrating faster and the spasms raced through her body. Katsa pushed the device even deeper, intensifying the affect, while also enjoying her own subtle pleasure lying next to the moaning girl. She smiled deviously.

When Lillian passed out, she turneeed the device off and pulled it out. She left in her own device and pulled her clothes back on, enjoying the subtle vibrations erotically stimulating her. Katsa opened the door and found Shen, miserably sitting on the floor in the hallway. He had been forced to listen to Lillian’s moans while Katsa did what she wanted with the submissive girl. Later, Katsa planned to make it up to him and have even more fun with them both. She walked down the hall, stepping over her brother’s lax form as she headed towards her old room to catch a nap.

When Shen found the strength to stand again, he stumbled back into his room and over to his neked girlfriend lying on the bed. Worried, he felt her pulse and found her heart rate extremely high. A thin sheen of sweat covered her cold body. Shen was appalled by his sister’s actions and couldn’t figure out what to think of it. He just hoped she left soon and climbed into bed next to Lillian, wrapping his arms around her limp body. He new she would recover, but he was afraid that she wouldn’t quite be the same. His sister was borderline insane and could’ve done something irreparable to Lillian’s mind. Katsa had done the same to him when he was little, always tormenting him, but this was something entirely different.

~~~

A bird’s chirping woke Lillian up as rays of sunlight met her eyes. Shen was behind her, his arms clamped around her waist, his cheek resting on her neck. She stretched in his arms and found she was sore. That was when her memories of Katsa all came back to her. She shivered, horrified, but also slightly pleased. It had felt so nice…

Shen, obviously awake, kissed her neck, startling he rout of her reverie, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

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It’s a cold Friday night in mid-February and the rodeo season is underway. The “Velocity Tour” has come to town at the central arena stadium. This is part of the “Professional Bull Riding” (PBR). Up and coming riders get a chance to gain points along with veteran cowboys.

Sammy (19 yrs.) is young and hungry. He came out of high school a top champion. He’s working hard to climb up into the rankings as a PBR newcomer. Tonight, he drew a bull named, “Shutter Island.” It’s his first time on this bull who threw him off after only three seconds. Even his helmet was knocked off of his head. He landed on his right shoulder and rolled over a few times. His left-hand rubbed that shoulder as he left the arena.

Ana-Sofia (20 yrs.) is a cute Latina (38-24-32). She has long black hair who also wears a black cowboy hat. She watched tonight’s PBR from the bleachers with her binoculars. She had hoped he would have an 8-Second bull ride. He didn’t and gained no points at all.

A friend had told she about a party announcement on Sammy’s Facebook page. That party would be at a motel near the arena. Ana-Sofia questioned whether she should go or not. Sammy is cute though with a solid body. She quickly decided to go and wants to meet him.

Later that night inside of the motel hallway. Room 110 is busy with loud country music. Cowboys and girls walk in and out of that room.

Ana-Sofia leans back against the wall in the hallway. She wears her cowboy hat, tight wrangler jeans bostancı escort and cowboy boots. Her big tits are trapped inside of a snug western shirt. She looks up at Sammy whose right-hand leans against the wall. He also wears tight jeans, a western shirt and a new cowboy hat.

He smiles, “I’ve never been with a Latina before.”

She smiles too, “First time for everything.”

He asks, “Can I ask you something personal?”

She answers, “Sure, go ahead.”

His eyes look down at her chest, “Are those real?”

She answers, “Of course they are. You can’t touch’em in public though.”

He says, “You wanna go to my room?”

She replies, “I thought 110 was your room.”

He chuckles, “No, it’s used for my bull rider friends. My room is 120.”

She asks, “Is it private?”

He leans in and whispers, “Yeah, only I have the key. I also have a bent cock that will spread you open.”

Her eyebrows are raised, “Really?”

His hand pushes off of the wall and grabs her hand. He leads her down the hall.

Inside of room 120. The only light turned on is the lamp near the table. Shirts, jeans and cowboy boots are piled up next to the bed.

Sammy and Ana-Sofia are both naked. He sits on a chair next to that table. She still wears her cowboy hat who faces and straddles him. Both of her hands grip his shoulders while throwing her head back. Her hips grind forward and backward while büyükçekmece escort riding his 7-inch cock.

His left hand grips her left, dark-brown, areola and nipple. His lips suck on the right nipple as the tongue flicks it around.

She replies, “Ohhh.. Dios (God)… Mi Papi (My Daddy)… Papi… Dios.. Dios..!!”

He still sucks on that nipple, “Mmm.. Mmmm.”

Her hips grind hard on his bent cock.

She says, “Dios (God)… Dios… Extender (Spread) Me… Extender… Dios… Joder (Fuck)..!!”

His mouth lifts off of her nipple and says, “I told-ya… I’d open you up… You like it?”

She begins bouncing up and down on his shaft. The cowboy hat falls off of her head.

She screams, “Si (Yes)… Si… Siiiiiiiiii..!!”

His hands grip her tits as he closes his eyes. She rides his cock hard.

He says, “Fuck.. Ride it… Ride it… Ride me.!!”

She keeps screaming, “Joder (Fuck)… Joder… Siii (Yes)… Siiii..!!”

Sammy explodes, “Uh-Uhh.. Uuuuuuuhh.. Uuuuuuuhh.. Fuuuuckk..!!”

Ana-Sofia slowly grinds on his cock and smiles. She leans over and kisses him on the lips.

She whispers, “I came Sammy.”

25 minutes later. Both Sammy and Ana-Sofia are naked on top of the bed. She lays on her back with her buttocks on the edge of the bed. Both of her legs are spread open. She leans on both of her elbows. Sammy is standing up who leans over with çekmeköy escort his fists on the bed. His elbows are locked.

They both watch his cock which is buried deep inside of her cunt. His crotch hair hits her thick-black-bush. He’s been thrusting short and fast as her tits jiggle.

Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.

She replies, “Unhh.. Mi Papi (My Daddy).. Unnnhh.. Papi.. Mi Papi.. Unnhh.”

Both of them keep watching his stiff cock.

Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.

She says, “Mi Papi.. Mi-Mi.. Papi.. Unh.. Unnh.. Unnhh.”

He answers, “That’s right.. I-I’m Your-Daddy.. Your-Fucking-Daddy.”

Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.. Thrust.

He stops as they both breathe hard. He leans over and they kiss.

His cock is pulled out, but keeps the cock-tip inside. His hard shaft is curved downward.

Sammy slowly pushes it back inside of her black pussy. He goes all the way inside too as they both watch that shaft.

She says, “I never had a cock like yours. Never Papi (Daddy)… Feels good Papi.”

He smiles, “Daddy’s special.”

Sammy begins pushing in long and hard.

Thrust… Thrust… Thrust… Thrust.

Ana-Sofia responds, “Unnnhh… Unnhh… Papi (Daddy)… Papi.!!’

Thrust… Thrust… Thrust… Thrust… Thrust.

She says, “Joder (Fuck)… Joder… Joder… Mi Papi (My Daddy).”

Thrust… Thrust.

He screams, “Fuck.. Daddy’s cumming.!!”

Sammy pushes all of the way inside and explodes, “Uhh-Uuuuuuhh.. Uuuuuuuuuhh.. Uuuhh-Fuck..!!”

The next morning. Ana-Sofia is already gone. Sammy wakes up and looks around. He rubs his eyes and rolls over on the bed. His hand reaches down to grab for his jeans. He notices that his belt-buckle is gone. He won first prize.

He says, “Shit, I won that buckle two weeks ago.”

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The company I worked for hired a new guy for our department. He was in his early twenties and the rest of us were mostly in our thirties. One day he started telling us he thought that a woman in the company named Brittany looked hot. I looked over at one of the guys named Jeff. I could see he was chuckling to himself. Everyone knew that Brittany was a lesbian except the new guy Rich.

“You should ask her out,” I told him.

“You think she would go out with me?” He asked.

I told him there was only one way to find out. Sure enough Rich got up the courage and asked Brittany out for a date. I only wish I could have seen her face when he asked.

“She turned me down cold,” Rich told us later.

I didn’t have the heart to tell him that men weren’t her type. Later that day I saw Brittany. She walked over to me.

“Did you put that new guy up to asking me out?”

I started to laugh.

“If you weren’t such an asshole, I’d go out with you,” she told me.

I was a little surprised when she told me that. I had to ask her later what she meant by her statement.

“If you want to know, take me out to dinner.”

Okay, I decided to take the bait. I said we could go out on Saturday night if she liked. She agreed and we ended up meeting at a restaurant. We sat down and ordered our food and some drinks.

“Alright, tell me what you meant about going out with me.”

“I wasn’t always a lesbian as such. I dated men for a long time but most of them were assholes like you. I figured I would try being with women. It worked for a good while until I walked in on my lover with another woman. We split up and I took a break from both sexes,” she said to me.

“If I am such an asshole, why go out with me?”

“I hate to admit it but I looked at your package more than once at work,” she said to me. “You looked huge. I wanted to find out if that was the case.”

I guess I was a bit shocked when Brittany said cevizli escort she had been checking me out. We ended up eating our dinner and then Brittany asked me if I wanted to go back to her place afterwards. I told her I would follow her back in my car. We got to her apartment and went inside. We sat down on her couch and Brittany didn’t waste any time. She reached over and placed her hand on my crotch. She pulled my zipper down and pulled my cock out.

“My God, you’re huge!”

Most guys like to say they have a big cock but mine is close to nine inches in length. You would think I would have no trouble finding women but that wasn’t the case. I seemed to find petite woman who had a hard time taking my cock. More than a few women told me to pull out because it hurt too much. It tended to make for lots of one time dates.

“I don’t know if I can take all that into my mouth,” Brittany said.

She lowered her head and wrapped her lips around my shaft. She was gagging some but she took almost the whole length of my dick down her throat. One thing was for sure, she made my cock stand up straight. Brittany finally pulled off and she led me back to her bedroom. I watched as Brittany stripped down. Brittany had a cute face and she she didn’t have that hard dyke look you see on lesbian women. Her breasts were pear shaped and she was shaved way down between her legs.

I got out of my clothes and I joined her on the bed. I pulled her legs apart and I started rubbing my mushroom across her folds.

“Go easy, I don’t want you ripping me apart,” she said.

I slowly eased my dick into her tight pussy. I went slow but Brittany was wincing as I tried to push my rod into her hole.

“Fuck, you are enormous!” She told me.

It took a long time but somehow I managed to get most of my dick inside Brittany. I pushed in slowly and then pulled my dick almost all the erenköy escort way out.

“Go faster, I need to feel that cock all the way inside me,” she said.

I began to pump my prick all the way into her pussy. I know I had most of my dick inside Brittany. A few time I could feel my balls resting against her ass. I really wanted to take her as deep as I could. I lifted up under her knees and pushed her legs forward. I stretched my legs out and started to pound Brittany hard.

“Holy Fuck!” Brittany let out a cry.

We were getting into a nice fuck rhythm. Brittany’s pussy had me in a death grip. Her muscles were going into a convulsion and Brittany had her hands on my waist. It had been some time since I had fucked a woman. I wanted to give Brittany everything I had that night. Brittany’s pussy was getting so wet. She was also breathing heavily as I pushed my dick into her the whole way. I wasn’t going to hold back.

I want to say we must have fucked for well over an hour in her bed. I could tell Brittany was having one orgasm after another.

“I want you to cum in me Steve, I need to feel your load inside me.”

I had to wonder if a lesbian would be on birth control or not. I had been taking her with my bare cock. It got to the point where I couldn’t hold out any longer. I grunted a few times and then unloaded in Brittany’s belly. Oh I wish you could have seen her face. I was pouring all my hot froth into her greedy pussy. I knew I had a big load stored up and I gave it all to Brittany.

I must have squirted a good ten minutes. Brittany kept milking my love muscle until I felt like I didn’t have anything left in the tank. I left my dick inside her until I finally had gone soft. When I did pull out Brittany made this face like it was hurting.

“I feel so raw from your cock,” she said.

I finished Brittany off by sucking on her hard nipples. esenyurt escort Brittany’s body shook as we finally came to the end of our lovemaking.

“You keep that up and you will make me fall in love with you,” she told me.

I didn’t know how to take that, so I kept my mouth shut.

I stayed with Brittany that night. In the morning I took Brittany once more. She got on all fours and I slid my dick into her pussy again. It was easier this time around. My cum was still inside her. I draped myself over her back and I reached under and cupped her breasts. There was more loud moaning as I drilled Brittany with my dick. Eventually she told me to pull out. I didn’t know what was going on.

“Go easy and push your cock into my ass,” she said.

I was shocked she asked me to do that. I guided my dick to her bottom and I eased into her asshole. God did she scream. I was going slow but her ass muscles were so tight. I hadn’t felt anything like that before. Brittany gripped me and I began to speed up. I guess I just lost control of myself. I wanted to have her take my thick monster. I didn’t go as long as I would have liked. Those ass muscles were milking me and I came once more inside Brittany.

I have to admit that was some of the best sex I ever had with a woman. I shot my load and when I did pull out my hot cream was leaking from both of her holes. After we calmed down some, Brittany told me this.

“This has to be our secret. I don’t want everyone talking about us at work. I don’t want to explain why I switched over to men.”

I didn’t want our co-workers tongues to be wagging either. From that day on Brittany and I became lovers. She told me she never thought she could go back to cock. Once I fucked her, everything changed. She even said that indeed, she was falling in love with me. I just couldn’t bring myself to say that after only a few weeks of being together with Brittany.

I can tell you that the sex is so intense. Brittany likes to beg me to fill her belly with my fat cock and then seed her with my load. Yes, Brittany was on the pill so I didn’t have to worry about fucking her with my bare dick. Maybe down the road I can tell Brittany how I feel about her. Right now I just love feeling those pussy muscles wrapped tightly around my long shaft.

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This is the third chapter in my Sharing series, continuing with Evelyn’s adventures as she experiences a new side of herself. If you haven’t read the prior chapters, I recommend that you read them first before you read this one. Thanks again for all the great comments to the prior two chapters.

*****

I woke up late on Saturday morning. My head was spinning from the night before. It wasn’t the wine. It was the memory of what I had done with my best friend’s husband. I still couldn’t believe that she had loaned him to me.

I slowly got up, and got ready for work. I had an open house to present that afternoon, and I needed to be presentable myself. I got my hair, makeup and clothes in order, but my pulse was still racing a bit. I managed to get my signs posted, and met with the owners of the house I was trying to sell without them noticing that I was preoccupied. The owners left me alone in their home so that I could attempt to sell it for them. Unfortunately, there were not many potential buyers. Except for two couples who sped through the home, I spent 3 hours alone, thinking about the night before. I could almost feel Joe’s lips on mine, his hands caressing my body, and his cock sliding in and out of me. I was unable to think of anything else.

My pussy was moist, and throbbing from my thoughts. My panties were soaked, and I knew that if any potential buyers arrived, they would be able to smell my arousal. I removed my panties and put them in my purse to try to lessen the odor. It didn’t really help. Now I was even more acutely aware of the dampness between my legs, and I could smell the sweet aroma of my pussy.

With less than one hour to go for my open house, one more person stopped by. It was Joe. Of course he was not there to check out the house; he was there to see me. He was as excited about last night’s encounter as I was. I grabbed two bottled waters for us from the fridge, since it was a hot day, and I was feeling even warmer now that I was with Joe again. I needed to cool my temperature down, and I needed to do something to keep my hands occupied instead of reaching for the object of my lust-filled thoughts. I wasn’t sure if last night had been a one-time thing, or if I would be able to enjoy his company again the way we had done in his spa only a few hours ago. I had been replaying last night in my head for hours, and was uncertain about what Lisa had intended when she suggested that I hook up with Joe. I had been too horny to ask questions, and now was hoping that I would be able to have sex with Joe again. I hoped that he felt the same way.

I tried to remain professional because I was at work, and I knew that someone could come in at any time, including the home owners who were expected to return in less than an hour. As we drank our waters, Joe said to me, “Evie, I know that it’s a little awkward for me to surprise you at work, but I needed to tell you that last night was incredible! You don’t know how long I have wanted to do that with you. I want to do it over and over again.”

I responded by telling Joe, “I have had a little bit of a crush on you for years. I have envied the relationship you have with Lisa. She has always told me that you are a great lover, and I am so happy that I have gotten the chance to see and feel that for myself. It had been way too long since I’ve been with a man, and I have missed it. My body is telling me that it needs more! Have you talked with Lisa? Is she okay with what we did? Will we be able to do more?”

Joe told me that Lisa was very okay with it, and that we would definitely be having sex again. The sooner the better.

To hell with professionalism! I lunged toward Joe and kissed him hard. He kissed me back, and our tongues renewed beşiktaş escort the duel they had begun the night before. I dropped my water, and my hands began to explore Joe’s muscular arms and chest through his tight fitting tee shirt. My lips were enjoying the feeling of kissing a man again after so long without doing so. I could definitely get used to this! When I felt Joe’s hands begin to caress my back and hips I melted. I no longer cared if anyone came into the house. I needed more of this hot man that I was kissing.

Even though I knew that we were risking being caught in the act by a potential buyer, or by my clients, I lost myself in the moment. Joe lifted me onto the kitchen counter. In the process of lifting me up, my form-fitting skirt rose above my hips, exposing my bare ass. The granite counter felt cold on my skin. Joe spread my legs, while still kissing me passionately. His fingers quickly found the hot, moist center of my being. He ran his finger along my wet slit; beginning at my sopping wet vagina, and spreading my lower lips while working up to my clit. Once his finger reached my bundle of nerves, he circled it and applied pressure, sending me into orbit.

I tried to suck in air, but my lips were still firmly attached to Joe’s. I had to break our kiss to catch my breath. When I did, Joe quickly dove to eat my pussy. He licked and sucked on my clit in such an expert way for several minutes. I was instinctively raising my hips from the counter, causing the most wonderful pressure on my clit. I let out a loud moan as my orgasm overtook me.

Just then we heard the front door open. I jumped from the counter, and straightened my skirt. I heard my clients call out my name. Had they heard me moan? Would they notice that I was trembling? How would I explain the spilled water, my flushed face, and the sweet smell of pussy on Joe’s breath?

Fortunately, Joe remained poised. He wiped the pussy juices from his face with a paper towel, and then cleaned up the spilled water, and picked up the overturned bottle to throw it away. As my clients entered the kitchen, Joe said, “Evelyn, this is a great home, and it is very well decorated too. I will tell my wife about it, and maybe we can arrange to show her the house as well.” He introduced himself to the home owners, and made his way to the door. “Thank you for sharing the home with me. I especially like the kitchen!” With that, Joe left.

My clients were so happy to hear that someone liked their home, that I don’t think that they noticed that I was flushed and breathing hard. I knew that Joe would not be pursuing the home further, and told my clients that I thought that the house might be out of his price range. They were not too disappointed. At least he liked it. Yes, I think Joe did enjoy visiting the open house.

I packed up my laptop and my flyers, and took down my signs. I was still breathing hard, and was still worked up. It was four o’clock in the afternoon, and it was hot. I went home, and took off my clothes and slipped into a tank top and shorts. I poured myself a big iced tea, and tried to cool off. It didn’t work.

I was sitting in my favorite chair, thinking about the events that took place yesterday and today. It only made me hotter. I unzipped my shorts and reached in. I was very wet! My finger felt really good rubbing my clit. I was imagining myself with Joe, and pictured him licking my pussy and rubbing my clit with his thumb. I had two fingers in my vagina, and my thumb rubbing my clit in circles. I only took a few minutes to cum, but I was not satisfied. The heat had now really built up, and I needed to do something to cool off.

I called Joe. “I am so hot. beşyol escort Joe, do you mind if I come over for a swim?” I asked.

“Sure! Lisa and I were just headed out to the pool ourselves. The gate is open. Come on in!”

When I arrived at Joe and Lisa’s house, I let myself into the backyard and heard splashing. My two friends, both in their forties were having a spectacular water fight, as though they were kids. They had kickboards, and were using them to create big splashes to get the other one wet. I’m not sure whether they noticed me at first, but once they saw me standing by the pool, I was suddenly the target of the splashes. In less than a minute, I was soaked. My clothes were clinging to me. My tank top no longer hid my lacy bra beneath it. I didn’t care, the cool water felt good.

I kicked off my flip flops, and then dove into the pool with my already soaked clothes still on. Lisa said “Evelyn, that bra is not going to do any good in the pool. Take off your clothes, and get naked with us.” It was only then that I realized that Joe and Lisa were both sans suits and swimming in the nude. I hadn’t been skinny dipping in a long time, but it sure sounded better than wearing shorts and a tank top in the pool.

As I started to remove my top, Lisa swam up to me to give me a hand. I was working on my bra, and she started removing my shorts. Not that my wet tank and bra hid much, but once they were removed I felt very exposed. Lisa quickly got my shorts off, and since I wasn’t wearing any panties, I found myself nude with my friends in their pool in no time.

Surprisingly, I felt very comfortable. The cool water was so refreshing that I was relaxed even though the situation was one that I would not have normally found myself in.

Joe said “I told Lisa about this afternoon. She wants to check out one of your open houses too. ” I blushed when I realized what Joe meant by that.

Joe moved toward me, and took me into his arms. He kissed me, and held me as though we were the only ones there. However, I was acutely aware that his wife was only inches away from us. As Joe held me in his embrace, I felt Lisa closer beside us. I felt a soft hand on my back, caressing me. When I started to move, Joe locked his lips onto mine, applying more pressure to keep me there, and held me tightly in his arms. As he did that, Lisa moved closer, so that her breasts were pressed against my arm, and her hand wrapped around my waist. This three-way embrace felt surprisingly good.

I knew that my best friend was bisexual, but in all the years that I had been friends with Lisa, she had never made any type of a move on me. She knows that I am straight, and has always respected that. Nevertheless, on this hot summer day, standing naked in the cool water of my friends’ swimming pool, I began to think that maybe I did have an interest in women; at least in the beautiful blonde that was currently caressing my body.

Lisa whispered to me “Did you like what Joe did to you this afternoon?”

I whispered back “I loved it, and I really wanted more.”

“Would you be okay if I was the one to give you more?”

I barely had time to gasp. Joe carried me to the shallow part of the pool and sat me onto the top step. Lisa lifted my legs into the air, while Joe again kissed me passionately. I felt Lisa’s hot mouth latch onto my pussy, which was now floating just above the water line. Her lips and tongue were so soft and warm! It felt incredible.

Joe continued to kiss me, and was squeezing my breasts, and pinching my nipples, while Lisa expertly ate my pussy. There is a difference between a man going down on me, and a woman doing the same thing. There beykent escort is no stubble or beard, and the softness of Lisa’s mouth was so different from any man I had ever been with.

Lisa massaged my inner thighs while her tongue darted from my hardened clit to my vagina and back. She sucked on my clit, while the tip of her tongue flicked the nub of nerves. She inserted two fingers into my sopping wet hole, and rocked them in and out as she continued to suck on my clit. I was so lost in what Lisa was doing that I barely noticed that Joe had stopped kissing me, and had stepped back to watch his wife eat my pussy. Just as I was starting to cum, I locked eyes with Joe, and saw that he was enjoying the sight before him very much. He had his hand wrapped around his large cock, and was stroking himself as he watched Lisa make love to me.

As I came down from the most wonderful orgasm, Lisa shifted so that she was sitting on the step beside me. She kissed me, and I tasted my own sweet essence on her tongue. She took my hand, and guided it to her pussy. Even though she was sitting in the pool, I could feel that her pussy was oozing warm juices. I had never felt another woman’s pussy before. It felt different than mine. It was soft, and wet, and oh so inviting.

I couldn’t help myself. I moved to the next step down, and placed my head between Lisa’s thighs. I lifted her butt above the water, and gazed upon her pink swollen lips. I spread her labia apart with my fingers, and tentatively tasted her pussy. It felt soft and warm on my tongue. The taste was sweet and rich, and not at all what I expected.

I lapped at Lisa’s sweet nectar. I sucked and flicked at her clit, knowing what it feels like for her. I moved lower, and inserted my tongue into her wet hole as far as it would go. I could feel her pussy squeeze my tongue. I moved back to her clit, and sucked on it some more. I pushed my middle finger into her vagina, and felt for her g-spot. While I was concentrating hard on pleasing Lisa, I could feel Joe reposition himself behind me.

As I devoured Lisa’s sweet pussy, I felt hands spread my ass cheeks apart just a bit, and felt Joe’s big cock plunge into my sopping wet pussy from behind. Wow! That felt good! I let out a loud scream as Joe’s penis filled my pussy. Lisa grabbed my hair, and guided my lips back to her pussy. She was close.

I added another finger into Lisa’s vagina, and sucked vigorously on her hard, swollen clit. My tongue darted around in circles, which Lisa seemed to enjoy. Meanwhile, Joe was fucking me hard from behind. His cock felt so good in my pussy. Even though I was submerged in the cool water of the pool, my pussy was on fire. I could feel every inch of his cock stroking in and out of my wet pussy. Each time he pushed into me, his balls slapped against my clit, stimulating it and making me want more.

Joe was so turned on watching me eat his wife’s pussy that it did not take him long at all before he shouted that he was cumming; he pushed into me hard, and shot his load of sticky semen deep into my pussy. I could feel his hard body pushing into me; I could feel a tingling feeling that must have been his balls releasing semen through is cock; I shuddered, and started to moan. The vibration from my moaning sent Lisa over the edge, and she too began to climax. A simultaneous three-way orgasm; it was amazing.

We all fell back, and floated in the water, enjoying the sensation of the hot sun beating on us from above while we shivered from our orgasms in the cool water. It was a few minutes before anyone spoke. I was the first one to say anything, and I simply muttered “thank you.” It wasn’t directed at either one particularly; more to both of them. I was grateful that my friend was sharing her husband with me. I was also thankful that Joe was sharing his wife with me.

Only a few days before, I had been lonely and frustrated. Now, I had twice made love to the man who had been the off-limits object of my desire for years, and had experienced my first sexual encounter with another woman. I liked it. I was ready for more.

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