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Thanks to Corey, who liked my first story enough to suggest a topic for another one. This one’s for you!

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“Cole is doing an excellent job so far, Mr. Vaughn,” said the pretty young teacher. She smiled, with such directness, such sincerity, that Casey couldn’t help but believe her.

He smiled back. “Thank you, Miss Perkins, and please…just call me Casey,” he said. It was a relief to know that Cole was doing so well in the structure of a classroom.

“He’s doing very well with his letters, have you been working with him?” she asked, crossing her shapely, long legs as she did so.

“Yes, I’ve been trying to. To be honest though, I’m not sure how much he’s absorbing,” gulped Casey, eyes traveling up those beautiful legs. Eye contact, he reminded himself, make eye contact. It was an effort to remove his attention from the hemline of the short, gray wool skirt, where he wanted to linger, and imagine the sweetness just a few inches farther up.

Their eyes met and she winked, as if reading his thoughts, before seductively re-crossing her legs.

“Well…Casey…” she said in a conspiratorial tone. “I’m going to let you in on a secret.” She leaned closer, and he caught a whiff of her musky perfume, which made his head spin. “He’s four,” she whispered.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that her blouse had come unbuttoned when she leaned forward, and he wanted to push the silky fabric off her shoulder and see what lay beneath. But through sheer will, he returned her gaze, and laughed, a smoky, sexy chuckle that seemed so out of place here – a preschool classroom, seated at a child-sized table, discussing his four-year-old’s adjustment to preschool.

She straightened up, still unaware of the gaping button, and said lightly, “Four-year-olds have notoriously short attention spans. But you’d be amazed at how much they catch when you think they’re not listening.”

He knew she was right, and nodded his agreement. It didn’t seem to be a problem, but Casey had to ask, “He’s not having trouble getting along with the other kids, is he?”

Concern lit up her green eyes, and Miss Perkins straightened up further in her tiny chair. “Oh, no,” she said, shaking her head vehemently, causing the soft brown curls to bounce happily, practically begging Casey to run his fingers through them.

He was visibly relieved, and sighed. “Great, I mean he’s having such a hard time with his mom leaving, I just…” his words trailed off when Miss Perkins picked up his hand and stroked his thumb. An erection immediately began stirring in his pants, and he squirmed.

“Casey,” she began quietly. “I know it’s been a tough situation for both of you…” she stopped and looked at their hands: hers with their short, painted nails, stroking his rough, work-worn ones. His palms were sweating, hd porno she realized, and he was shaking.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “That was terribly unprofessional.” She released her grasp and folded her hands primly in her lap.

There was a moment of awkward silence before Casey spoke. “Miss Perkins, I…”

“Susan…please call me Susan,” she interrupted with a shy smile.

“Sorry…Susan…I…I was just going to ask if maybe we could continue our discussion over dinner tonight,” he said hesitantly. It was dangerous ground, bordering on unethical, and he knew it all too well. But he’d been fighting his attraction to her since the day he first brought Cole into this classroom, and the moment she put her hand on his, he knew she felt it too, and was not about to let the moment pass.

Her green eyes flickered with uncertainty and she raised an eyebrow. “I’m not sure…I mean, we probably shouldn’t.” She was obviously torn, the polished reserve about to crumble.

“I shouldn’t have asked. I’m sorry,” he said.

“Don’t be sorry, I just don’t think it would be proper,” she explained with a disappointed frown.

“See, Susan, I thought there was something between us just a second ago, and I know it’s probably not right and all, but I am really attracted to you, so I had to ask.” He stood up to leave, thankful that his boxers and the relaxed-fit work pants he wore would at least partially conceal the erection still growing inside.

In a heartbeat, she was in front of him, blocking the door. She locked it before turning around, holding a hand up in a signal for him to stop.

He did, and watched in wonder as she realized for the first time that her blouse had come unbuttoned. She looked down with an embarrassed smile, then up at him with a raised eyebrow.

“I felt it too,” she whispered. “And I’m disappointed that you’d give up so easily.”

He closed the space between them and brought her to him in a fierce collision of mouths and bodies. He cautiously parted her lips and was welcomed by her warm, sweet mouth. He delved deeper, their tongues dancing a seductive, passionate dance.

He caressed her ass with both hands, but the combined restriction of pantyhose and her tight skirt served only to make his cock jump in frustration.

Had Susan not made the first move, Casey might’ve been content to let the dinner invitation and her subsequent rejection slide, chalk it up to an oh-well-I-tried, and get on with it. But here she was, this amazing, beautiful woman, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding her hands inside, sending shivers through every part of his body. Proper, indeed.

He took her brazen exploration as an invitation to go further himself, and hiked the short skirt up on her thighs, pinning her against the wall with his hips so his hands could roam japon porno higher still.

She moaned, feeling his heat through the layers of clothing, and just as his fingers found her swollen bud, sheathed in its nylon captivity, she grabbed hold of his shirt and dragged him to her desk, clearing away the clutter with one smooth swipe.

Perched on the edge of the desk, Susan resumed her focus on undressing Casey, while he, with one hand, unzipped her skirt and buried the other in the soft tangle of silky curls at the base of her neck.

Once he had freed her from her skirt, Susan broke their contact just long enough to slip off her nylons and panties, which were unceremoniously tossed aside.

As she straightened up, she trailed her hands up Casey’s legs, ultimately grabbing the hot missile through his pants before unzipping them to extract it for closer inspection.

“A+!” growled the teacher as his thick johnson swung into view.

Casey was taken by surprise when she immediately devoured his entire 7″ and began sucking like a newborn calf at its mother’s teat for the first time.

He moaned in total ecstasy and gripped a fistful of those gorgeous curls while she bobbed up and down, making sweet sounds of enjoyment.

She was relentless, masterfully stroking with her tongue as she deep-throated his cock. She fingered his balls, obviously having a great time, and seemingly intent on making him cum.

Casey was loath to shoot off so soon, before getting his fill of her…or giving her her fill of him, however you wanted to put it, he thought with a grin.

He gently and reluctantly pulled her off his shaft, and she gave his balls a farewell squeeze, which was nearly enough to earn her a load of hot cum all over her desire-stricken face.

He finished undressing her, letting the creamy silk blouse fall to the floor and freeing her heaving chest of the sexy bra.

While caressing one petite nipple, his tongue and teeth nipped and played with the other until they both stood rock-hard from his attentions. He nuzzled at them a moment longer, then slowly, deliberately, kissed a trail up her neck, her jaw line. His name caught in her throat as he finally took control of her mouth again.

Fingers moved downward, finding the sweet, wet mat of hair at her center, and navigated toward what was beyond.

Susan took hold of his cock and began pumping with her hand, pausing only when Casey inserted first one, then two fingers, into her waiting pussy.

He could feel a load of cum building again, so he removed her hand and placed it over one perky round tit, encouraging her to play with it while he continued to finger fuck her.

He pushed her down on the desk to get a better view of her tiny hole. Her eyes were glazed and she stared hungrily lezbiyen porno at his cock.

But for Casey, one look at her beautiful pussy, and he knew he had to have a taste. It was tight, and shining with juice, and had been neatly trimmed.

He scooted her to the very edge of the desk, where she propped herself up on her elbows to watch him go down on his knees and bury his face in her moist red slit. She gasped when his teeth grazed her clit and gently bit down on the swollen nub, tugged and released. His tongue flicked in and out as he licked and tasted everything Susan had to offer. She writhed on the desk, loving the sight of his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, his tousled hair bathed in the hazy light coming through the drawn shades of the classroom.

All at once she felt an increasing heat. Casey recognized her oncoming orgasm, and eagerly lapped as quickly as he could.

Susan gripped the edges of the desk, holding on as if she would drown if she let go. She screamed and shuddered when the first round hit, bucking her hips against Casey’s mouth, begging him not to stop.

He was happy to oblige, but as soon as the trembling subsided, he stood and guided her so that she was face down on the desk, and prepared to stuff that tight little hole.

He guided his stiff prick to her entrance and eased the tip inside, moaning when she shifted to allow easier access. With one quick thrust, he was all the way inside her, and, gripping her tight round ass, he started to pump in a measured rhythm, wanting to savor the heat of this intense coupling as long as he could.

Susan, for her part, was moaning for him to go deeper, so without missing a beat, he helped her swivel on the desk, lifting one leg up and maneuvering her around so they were facing each other again.

She’s got to be a dancer, he marveled when she pulled the leg up to her chest. She had such amazing flexibility. He ground his hips to hers more and more rapidly.

She used the fingers of her free hand to stroke her clit, then how she did it, he had no idea – he would’ve sworn there wasn’t a hair’s breadth between his shaft and her lips – she stuck a finger inside and began moving it in a rhythm counter to his own.

This was too much, and almost without warning, he shot a great jet of frothy cum into her. A loud groan escaped his lips, and he froze, unable to move with the paralyzing sensations.

Susan let go of her leg and draped it over his shoulder, using it as leverage to pick up where he had left off, and within seconds, she too was immobilized by an orgasm of such force that she was certain she felt the desk shaking under her.

Coming down from their respective highs, Susan and Casey helped each other into their clothes, and parted with a tender kiss at the door.

“Dinner tonight?” he asked.

“Pick me up at six,” she whispered huskily. “Later we’ll have dessert at my place.”

Casey couldn’t help the stupid grin on his face as he got into his truck. “I’ll bring the whipped cream,” he told her before closing his door and driving off.

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I know I’m sexy, and I use this knowledge to get myself things and even to further my career. Men are always looking at me and so I flaunt my body. I wear short skirts tight tops high heels.

Today is the day I put my plan to seduce my boss into action. For months you has been staring at my full breasts in my tops and my firm round ass in my skirts.

Touching my waist length blond curls. I picked today because I’m working with you after hours. I have to say I find you rather attractive myself. You’re taller than my own 5-foot frame; I’d say your about 6-foot slender but muscular dark brown hair and brown eyes.

Today I arrive at work wearing my pinstripe suit, with the mini skirt and a very sheer white blouse, a lovely lace and silk bra and no panties. As always when arriving at work I report to my boss to find out today’s assignment.

When I got to my cubicle I had to have a little laugh at your reaction, to what I’m wearing today…your eyes almost popped out of your head and I could see the outline of your cock in your pants. Little did you know that by the end of the day that you were going to get to sample everything I had to offer?

At about midday, You ask to see me in his office…I take off my suit jacket…reapply my lipstick and saunter into his office. I close the door and ask you what it is you wanted.

I smile smugly to myself; his eyes seem attached to my breasts. I know you can see my hard nipples poking against my bar and blouse. Sitting down I cross my legs and that movement draws his eyes to the nakedness beneath my skirt.

You stutters a little as you asks if I’m going to stay back tonight with you to work. I reply of course…I’d planned on it. I also ask if it will be just the 2 of us, and you mumble a yes. I ask you if that was all you wanted me for, You tell me I’m free to go.

As I walk out the door I look back over my shoulder and tell you that I can’t wait to work with you.

After everyone leaves I head to your office, carrying my playtime bag. I knock on the door and you tell me to enter.

As I come in and close your door. You start asking me about the numbers on the Polstroy contract.

I laugh and tell you Escort Ankara to chill out. That we had just put in a full day’s work and that we should relax for a little before beginning again. You look at me and smile, you say of course you are right Tamara.

We sit down on the couch in front on the windows…through the falling dusk I can see another office building…in the office directly across from yours we see lights are on someone else is working late.

I take off my jacket…letting you see my nipples poking through again. I smile at you when you look up from staring at my breasts. You ask me in a strangled voice…why am I teasing you? I tell you its because I want you.

Your eyes open wide and you reach for me. But I move backwards.

I don’t want you as an equal I tell you. I want you as my slave. If you want to touch me…get undressed now!

You start undressing looking at me in a mixture of lust and loathing. You want me…but you hate being submissive to anyone. Once you are naked I reach into my bag and pull out a cock-ring. I put it on you.

I tell you, you won’t be able to cum unless the cock-ring is removed. I then tell you to strip me, but you aren’t allowed to spend anytime touching the bared skin.

Once I am naked I sit on the couch and spread my legs. I tell you to get on your knees and eat me.

You kneel down and start licking and kissing my inner thighs…working up till you reach my pussy. You lick and suck…I start moving my hips…till I cum on your face…As I look up I notice that the person in the office building opposite is watching our show.

I tell you to lie on the floor…I straddle you and start riding you up and down all the while looking at the person. As you lie there…feeling me ride up and down your cock…your balls ache to empty their load.

Your hands reach up and cup my breasts…squeezing and pulling. I reach down and slap you on the chest, telling you to keep your hands to yourself. You start getting mad.

Just as I start to cum again you notice our audience in the other building. You start to smile a plan forming in your head…to teach me a lesson in humility as well as to exact your revenge.

I Ankara Escort slump down on you for a second…gaining my breath back. I get up and order you to bend over your desk. You do…knowing full well whatever I do to you; you are going to give back to twice fold. I tie you in place, and pull out a small paddle, much like a ping pong bat.

I start paddling your ass. Telling you what a naughty boy you’ve been. You yell and call me names…but it just causes me to hit you a little harder…turning your ass a nice glowing red. I stop paddling and rub a soothing lotion on to your ass.

I untie one hand…and tell you to stay there. I go to the toilet. While I’m gone you call your friend the one that was watching us. And ask him to come over and bring anyone else who is there with him. You untie yourself and remove the cock-ring with a sigh of relief.

I walk back into the room…humming to myself for a successful catch…when you grab me. One arm around my waist the other over my mouth. You whisper in my ear…time for revenge my dear…and a lesson I think. I start to struggle…kicking and flailing my legs.

You just hold me chuckling. Just then your friend from the other building and 3 of his work mates come in. You invite them to the party and explain to them what had been happening. You show them your red ass.

One of the men locks the office door and puts the key up on the tall shelves. You drop me to the floor. The 5 of you stand around me. You tell me that I’m going to suck everyone off right now. Starting with you.

You twist your hand into my hair…my mouth falls open and you push your rock hard cock into my mouth…pumping in and out…pressing your cock all the way down my throat.

The others watch cheering you on. You all see the responses of my body…my nipples harden and lengthen…my juices start dripping from me as this treatment turns me on.

While you fuck my mouth one of the other men start pinching and tugging on my nipples…while another lays down and starts slurping up my juices while pressing a finger into my pussy and another into my ass.

You spurt you cum down my throat…another takes your place…he cums and he is replaced Ankara Escort Bayan by another this continuing till all 5 of you have cum either down my throat in my mouth or on my face. You then pick me up…tie me over your desk.

You rummage through my bag…you pull out my vibrating egg and a set of vibrating anal beads. You press the egg into me…then the anal beads…with only my juices for lubrication.

Once they are in you turn them both on low…and small moans and whimpers can be heard from me.

You then pick up the paddle, while you friend takes up the riding crop; the others leather belt, cat’o’nine tails and another paddle.

My legs you have made sure are spread open…and my pussy and ass are in the air.

You start…with 5 strokes on my ass; your friend with the riding crop lashes my inner thighs 2 on each side and then one squarely on my pussy.

I’m crying at this stage but I’m still getting wetter and wetter…my juices literally streaming out. The other 3 give me 5 lashes and the process is repeated until I have been lashed by each of you 75 times. For a total of 375 lashes.

You then untie me and look at my swollen pussy…read and bruised thighs and my bruised ass. You rub on some lotion then lay down on your back…holding me over your cock…pressing me down.

I whimper when my hot sore lips press against you. But as your friend presses his cock into my ass I cum screaming as I do…one of the men takes this as an invitation and shoves his cock into my mouth.

My hands are then drawn out from me and wrapped around the other cocks. You reaching around and grasping my ass…making me whimper…your friend reaching around to maul my breasts with his hands.

I am stroking the cocks in my hands as the one in my mouth cums…shooting his load down my throat. One of the men I’m jerking removes my hand and shove his cock into my mouth…fucking it like it was my pussy.

He cums and the next guy takes his place…but as he starts to cum he pulls out and cums on my face and tits. Your friend rubbing the cum into my breasts. The 3 men who are finished get dressed and leave after giving my head a pat.

You and your friend continue pumping into my body…before you both cum with trigger my orgasm. We lie there in a sweaty cummy heap…until you both pull out of me and get me to suck you both clean.

You pack up my toys tell me to get dressed and to be ready whenever you call as I am know you sextoy.

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He heard a phone ring somewhere in the house. He rolled over and was just about back to sleep when she appeared at his bedroom door.

“Get your pants on. We gotta go.”

“What’s up.”

“Stu just called. The fire department is at your house. It just blew up.”

He rolled out of bed and as he reached for his pants he realized he was standing stark naked in front of her. Shrugging he pulled on his pants and grabbed a shirt and his shoes.

“Let’s go. She was still standing in her shorts and singlet top.

“Wait. I need to dress too.”

She came back wearing jeans and a t-shirt. By now he had on his shirt and shoes. They jumped in the car and she spun the tires at the bottom of the driveway as she sped down the street.

“What happened?”

“Don’t know. Stu called and said the Fire Marshall was looking for you.”

They rounded the corner and they could see the spectacle of flashing lights in front of his house. As they pulled up and he jumped out of the car a uniformed officer came toward them.

“Sorry Sir, you need to get back in your. . . “

“Fuck you junior that is my house.”

He pushed past the officer who was about to reach out to stop him when Rafferty grabbed the officers arm and badged him.

“That is detective Stevens and that is his house.”

The cop nodded and went back to being a presence.

Steve looked at what had once been his house. Now it was a shattered blackened hulk. Pieces of it were scattered clear to the street. The fire officer saw him and came forward.

“You Stevens?”

“Yeah.”

He pointed out to an SUV parked in the street.

“The Fire Marshall wants to talk to you.”

He walked over to the SUV, dodging parts of his house. As he walked by he saw part of his department shooting competition trophy.

At the SUV, he stopped and the guy inside looked up.

“Stevens?”

“Yeah”

“What the hell were you storing in there?”

“What do you mean?”

“Whatever you were storing blew this house apart before it caught fire.”

“I didn’t have anything like that in there.”

“You don’t reload or have explosives?”

“Hell no.”

“We thought for a while that you were inside. Your car is pretty ruined and since it is here, we assumed you were inside and we would be putting you in a body bag.”

“I have been staying with a friend.”

The Fire Marshall looked past him at Rafferty.”

“OK”

Just then one of the fire officers came hurrying up.

“Tim, you better come look at this.”

The Fire Marshall got out of the car and followed the officer into the still smoldering wreck of the house. Steve stepped in behind them. The officer shown a flash light down into the rubble about where his bed would have been. Embedded in a piece of wood was a section of pipe about 3 inches long. The Fire Marshall bent down and looked at it carefully.”

“You have a lot of enemies?”

“I been a cop a long time.”

“Looks like one of them was looking for a little payback.”

They sat in the car and watched the forensics guys combing through what was left of the house. It hadn’t taken them long to locate several more pieces of a pipe bomb. Most of it was in the area of the bedroom, probably where he would have been sleeping had he been home. Rafferty caught his eye.

“You think this is connected?”

“Think about it. The night that we get the paperwork on the subpoena? We haven’t exactly been shy about letting everyone know I was working on this, especially that slimy lawyer, Cogborn.

“I will move out of your place tonight. No reason to put you in this Escort Ankara kind of danger.”

“The hell you will. We are in better shape with two of us. Everyone knows I have been everywhere you have been. If they are after you, I will be next.”

She made sense. He slammed the car door.

“Let’s go. We can’t accomplish anything here. Let’s get back to your house.”

She nodded and pulled away. He took one last look at the ruined house and car. Well, he thought, that closes the book on that part of my life.

She wheeled into the driveway and into the garage. The door started down and they both stepped from the car. As he looked up he noticed something not right. The back door was ajar and he knew he had closed it and locked it.

“Rafferty. Door!”

She glanced up and immediately he saw the Glock appear in her hand. Where the hell did she keep that thing in those tight jeans? He eased forward and pushed the door open carefully. He felt her come up behind him and a light touch on his shoulder. He eased into the room checking corners. They quickly cleared the house, determining that there was no one hiding in ambush. Then they took the time to really examine the house. His computer was thrashed. Someone had stomped on it. All the papers in his briefcase were scattered about the room. She came back down the hall.

“Better come look at this.”

He followed her back down to her room. The entire place had been turned upside down. What caught his attention was the mattress. I had been slit open from each corner diagonally creating a gaping x shaped hole. On the mirror was a ominous warning written in bright red lipstick.

“You could be next.”

“Do you really wear that shade of lipstick?”

Her eyes opened in shock.

“That is one hell of a question to ask at a time like this.”

Shrugging, he gave her a wicked grin.

“Just wondering. I have always liked women wearing slut red lipstick and cum fuck me heels!”

She gasped in exaggerated exasperation.

Chuckling he tossed her a phone.

“Better call the forensics guys and call Stu. This is getting out of hand fast.”

While they waited for the forensics techs to show up, a car pulled up in front of the house. Steve watched as a single figure got out. He recognized the silhouette and opened the door as it approached.

Stu walked in without a word and looked around.

“What the hell is going on Steve.”

“Sit down Stu and I will fill you in.”

As they sat Rafferty came in from the kitchen. Stu looked up.

“You ok?”

“Yeah. A little pissed off.”

Stu’s practiced eye watched her for a moment before he turned his attention back at Steve.

“Now what have you stirred up?”

Steve started laying out what he knew. He then pulled out the member list of the Dashwood Group and began pointing to names. Stu’s eyes got wide.

“Shit Steve. This could blow up like a nuclear weapon.”

“Yeah. I know. The only problem is I don’t have a clue how to smoke out whoever is behind this.”

Stu picked up the papers and thumbed through them.

“Well, you have rattled someone’s cage hard enough that they are hitting back. What is your next move?”

“I don’t think we can stay here at least for a while. I’m going to move us. Tomorrow I intend on grabbing this tiger by the tail and shaking.”

“How?”

Steve picked up the papers, turned a page and pointed to a name. Stu looked at the name and he cringed like he had been hit with a bat.

“Jesus Steve. Are you sure you want to do that? I don’t know if I can protect you if you go there.”

“It’s Ankara Escort the only avenue I have at this point. I have known him a long time. We will see if that counts for anything.”

Stu stood up and looked around.

“Are the forensics guys about done?”

“Yeah. Not much to find. The place was clean. It was a pro job.”

“Ok. I’m heading out too. Where are you going?”

“Stu, not that I don’t trust you, but right now I don’t trust anybody. I’ll let you know how to get in touch with us tomorrow.”

“You not using your cellphones?”

“I’m not sure that these people don’t have that wired in as well. They are staying here.”

Stu nodded.

“This is getting pretty cloak and dagger.”

“I get the impression that we are dealing with people above our pay grade.”

“It looks like it. Stay in touch.”

Steve watched as the door closed behind Stu.

“Pack a bag for three or four days.”

She nodded and headed to her ransacked bedroom. His bags were still mostly packed so he just grabbed what he had already and met her in the kitchen.

“Leave your cell phone here. We will pick up a couple of burner phones tomorrow. Tonight, we are going to ground.”

They climbed into the car and backed out of the driveway. Steve was watching carefully to see if anyone fell in behind them. He didn’t think that anyone could have bugged the car since it had been with them all day. He didn’t see anyone and he started to relax.

“Where to?”

He thought for a minute.

“Head downtown. There are a couple of hotels down there. Not the best in the world, but they don’t ask questions and I don’t think anyone will look for us there.”

She drove quietly for a few minutes.

” I heard you talking to Stu. What do you have planned?”

“Better you don’t know.”

“Steve, I am your partner.”

He cut his eyes toward her. She was right.

He told her what he had told Stu. She looked at him aghast.

“You really think that is a good idea. I mean, that sounds like you are planning on walking into the lion’s den and smacking the lion right on the nose.”

“Could be. But somehow I don’t think so.”

He pointed to a rundown old hotel near downtown. She pulled in to the parking garage and parked. They got out and headed to the lobby. He checked them in and came back to where she was standing.

“Come on Mrs. Smith. Let’s go upstairs.”

They got on the elevator and rode upstairs, got out and he led her down the hall. He opened the door, turned on the light and stepped aside. She didn’t know what she had expected, but what she saw was probably less. The furniture was worn and shabby. The lamp was missing the shade. She looked in the bathroom and could see that the towels were threadbare at best. Then it dawned on her.

“There is only one bed.”

“Married people don’t get two beds and those that register as Mr. and Mrs. Smith sure as hell don’t get two beds.”

She looked around. No couch, no other chair and the bed was just a standard double bed, not even a queen size.

“Ugh. . . so how is this going to work?”

“We go to bed and we get some sleep. In the morning, we pick up a couple of burner phones and then we head to headquarters. While we are there, you go up to the offices and see what else has come in. Check with the Fire Marshall and forensics and see if they have found anything. I will take care of my business.”

She sat her bag down on the lopsided dresser.

“You think this bed is ok.”

“Sleep with your clothes on if you want. I have slept in worse. I am exhausted Ankara Escort Bayan and I want to get at least a few hours’ sleep before we start again in the morning.

He tossed his bag into the corner and started removing clothing. In less than a minute he has stripped to his shorts and pulled the covers back on the bed. He sat down and looked at her.

“Well?”

She took a deep breath as she pulled off her top and her shorts. She went to her side of the bed and sat down in her bra and panties. She pulled the covers back and looked. It seemed to be clean. She slid under the covers, hugging the very edge of the bed.

He rolled his eyes, turned off the light, put the Glock on the nightstand and closed his eyes.

At some point, he woke and found a warm soft body snuggled up close to his back. He smiled, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

The shaft of light peeking in through the tear in the curtains hit her right in the face. She squinted and looked. She began to remember the night before and then realized she was spooned up against his back, her arm over his chest and her head buried close to his shoulder. She rolled away quickly.

She lay on her side of the bed and tried to get a handle on what was happening to her. A week ago she was a rooky detective. Here she was, shacked up in a dive hotel with what some people considered a rogue cop. Her house had been vandalized and . . . and she wanted desperately to roll back over next to him. She bit her lip and concentrated on going back to sleep.

He finally roused and raised upon one elbow. He reached for his watch, squinting to read the dial in the dim light. He rolled over to see if she was asleep and found her laying on her back, the sheet clutched under her chin and her eyes closed tightly.

“Rafferty, you don’t fake sleep very well. Do you want to shower?”

She opened one eye and looked at him.

“I suppose so.”

“Then get to it. I want to be out of here in 30 minutes.”

She rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. He heard the water running and he lay back, laced his fingers behind his head and began to study the peeling paint on the ceiling.

He heard the shower stop and looked over to see her come out of the bath, wrapped in a towel. He rolled onto his feet.

“You get dressed while I shower.”

He turned on the shower and was grateful that at least the place seemed to have unlimited hot water. He spent an inordinate amount of time standing under the shower and letting the water just cascade down over his head. When he finally came out of the shower she was sitting on the edge of the bed dressed in a skirt and blouse and her requisite heels. He ran his eyes up and down appreciatively.

“I am going to get dressed. I don’t mind if you watch, but I just want to warn you.”

He dropped the towel and dug around until he found underwear, a pair of slacks and a polo shirt. He slipped on his shoes without socks, grabbed his every day carry and stuck the Glock in the holster inside the waist band of his trousers. He stuffed his gear back in his bag and turned to look at her.

She was sitting with her back to him.

“Come on. Let’s get out of here.”

She jumped up and grabbed her bag and they headed down to the car.

Their first stop was a drugstore near the hotel. He went in and purchased a pair of cell phones and loaded them with minutes. She watched and once they were back in the car she stopped him.

“I saw you pay for these with a credit card. If someone is looking for you won’t that be a dead giveaway?”

He grinned and showed her the card. It had his wife’s name on it.

“She had her own line of credit, her own bank account, everything. No one will think to look for her credit card. Besides. the way I figure it, she is dead, I don’t have to pay the bill!”

She shook her head in disbelief.

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My name is Neeraj.

This is a true story of my first sex experience. It happened years back when I was twenty.

I hail from a remote village. My father was a wealthy man. I had the privileges of being born in a wealthy family.

My father was always on tour as he had a business especially exports. I see him hardly two or three days in a month.

My next door girl, Sruthi was a year elder to me. We were friends since childhood.

Her mom was a tailor and her father worked in our paddy fields.

She was always in our house doing household works. We already had an old lady who worked in the kitchen. Sruthi used to help her in her free time. But mostly she came to watch TV.

At that time TV was a luxury and that luxury only had in my house.

Sruthi got married two years back with a guy in our next village.

She has come now for the harvest festival.

I didn’t have any experience in sex that time. My only knowledge came from a few books lend from some of my college friends.

When we grew up I had a soft corner for her. I don’t know whether it was love. Maybe she was my first crush.

I really felt bad when she was married off. After her marriage only I realized that I missed her so much.

When she came to the village, she visited my house. She has become chubbier, I noticed. Her tits became big. Her body had more curves, her butt jumped out. She was a real sex bomb now.

She came to my room to inform that she is back in the village.

She was wearing a sari. I saw her belly and the curves on the sides. Her blouse was too tight for her boobs and I thought its hooks will break and her tits will be exposed.

She must have noticed my stare. She gave a luscious smile and walked away. I saw the ripples produced on her butt while she walked. I felt pressure between my legs and I saw my rod was hard.

Damn, she is hot.

That evening, my mom went to her mother’s place.

“I will be coming back in the morning only. I will tell Sruthi to serve dinner tonight.”

I porno 64 nod absentmindedly.

None of our servants stayed at night. They all go to their respective homes.

After my mom left, Sruthi came home.

She wore a short knee length skirt and a loose top. As she walked her tits bounced inside her top.

There was no one else in the house, just the two of us.

She sat on the chair and started watching TV. I was sitting next to her on the couch.

She lifted her leg and kept the feet on the seat. Her skirt was forced down revealing her thigh.

I am sure she didn’t do that on purpose. But I lost my concentration on the program running in the TV.

I was heated up by the sight of her thighs. My cock was hard inside my shorts. It twitched and I kept my hand over the shorts.

I crossed my legs so that she won’t see the tent in between my legs. I tried to concentrate on TV but the scene was a steaming bedroom love between the hero and the heroine.

Oh fuck, I was losing all my control.

I wanted to touch her things.

I wanted to kiss her thighs.

She was this close to me. She looked at the bedroom scene in TV. I saw her biting her lips.

I raised my hands and purposely polished her thighs and scratched my hair. She didn’t respond. She was all absorbed in the scene.

I put my hands down and kept on her knee cap. Still she didn’t move or she pushed my hand away.

There was a steamy lip lock in the movie. I heard her gasping.

I twirled and nibbled very softly on her knees. She seemed unaware.

Seeing her unresponsive stance, I felt bold enough to trail my fingers down her thighs. My fingers were now in the inner side of her thighs gradually moving downwards targeting her precious private sector.

She moaned in a very low voice. Was it the scene in the movie or my fingers, I didn’t know. My fingers were almost reaching her cunt; she turned her head and looked at me.

My hand braked there. I was in no position to take my hands off or keep it there.

I couldn’t read what was on her face, what emotion she wore, but it wasn’t pleasant.

I felt her heat, I saw her breasts raising up and going down fast. I can feel my heart also pumping fast.

What to do, I thought. Should I take off my hand or keep it there as long as she won’t say anything or I proceed further.

My throat was dry. It was my first time.

Finally I decided to proceed. I will apologize later. I was desperate to touch her cunt. I was so fucking desperate.

My hand slid down too slowly like porno izle a snail.

Her eyes were affixed on me.

I touched her cunt lips. She was wearing nothing inside! No panties!

My little finger touched her slit. I felt her wetness, a slimy feeling that spread goose flesh all over my body.

“Are you going to fuck me?”

Was that a request or a question, I didn’t know.

I didn’t reply. Instead I took my hands off and leaned towards her. I kissed her on her lips.

When I returned to my original position she asked me to kiss again, this time more passionate and wild like the lip lock we just saw in the movie.

I couldn’t deny her.

Our licks were joined in a hot union, we sucked each other’s lips, and we opened our mouths and let our tongues twirl together. Our breaths were becoming heavy.

Sruthi held my head closer to her as she never wanted the kiss to end.

I cupped her big tits and started playing with the twin spheres.

She doesn’t have a bra either!

She knew this would happen when I stared at her tits while she came to my room to inform that she was back in the village.

I was more aroused at the thought. I squeezed her tits harder. She moaned aloud and I knew it pained her a bit. Our lips were free for a moment.

I pulled her towards me. She alighted from the chair and fell on my body on the couch. Her big breasts squashed against my chest. My cock throbbed under her thigh. She held my face tight and against started to kiss and chew my lips. She was wild now. She greedily sucked my lips and tongue. Her steamy breaths were all over my face. She panted like a wild dog.

She is mine now. My Sruthi.

I am going to fuck her.

My hands ran over her back, down on her ass, caressing and squeezing at will. I lifted her skirt and moved my fingers between her butt cheeks rubbing her ass hole with high torque. She pressed me down with her big tits into the touch.

Her weight was pulling me down into the softness of the couch. She was all fired up with wild passion. Her rapid breaths exhaled hot air. She didn’t give a rest to my mouth and lips.

She was so hungry and thirsty for sex. Or was it for me?

For a split second when our lips were parted I said. “I want to see you, complete.”

She lifted off from me and quickly threw away her clothes.

“See me Neeraj.” Her voice twitched with lust. I looked at her with desire. She parted her legs to let me see her cunt.

Fuck, I never had seen a cunt before.

She cupped her breasts in front of me and rubbed her sex izle clit. She put her finger through her slit and moved it inwards and outwards. She did it to teach me. I now knew what to do. I knew a little from the books I read.

I went towards her and kissed her tits. I nibbled her nipples and circled around them.

Her nipples were hard and aroused.

My mouth trailed down her body through her curves. I licked her belly button and kissed down till I reached her clit.

I kissed and sucked her clit and then tongued her slit. She moaned continuously encouraging me to go deeper.

She was wet now. I licked her cunt honey. She forced her cunt into my mouth. She was panting. The pleasure was taking over her.

I slowly raised and kissed her again and made her taste her cunt honey from my tongue.

She grasped my cock and stroked it. She started slowly but soon she did fast. She was so uncontrollable now.

I removed my clothes.

She pushed me onto the couch and climbed on top of me.

“I want you cock Neeraj. I badly want it.”

She helped my cock into her wet cunt and stroked her ass up and down in rhythm.

She moaned and groaned aloud.

Nothing mattered to her now other than my cock.

Her strokes were faster now. Her ass thud harshly on my groin.

I grabbed her tits and squeezed as hard as I could.

She wasn’t stopping until I come.

I was worried what if I make her pregnant.

But I was unvoiced. I didn’t want her to stop. The pleasure was mounting. Her wild moans filled the house.

I never knew a girl would be so wild while having sex.

I squeezed her tits harder as I was nearing the climax. My face twitched while the cream spurted out of my cock and filled her cunt.

Her strokes were now slow, her breaths were shallow now and I poured out my last drop inside her.

She continued for some more time until she had an orgasm. Her cunt honey watering between my legs and around my balls.

Tired, she leaned above me. Her lips gently kissed my cheeks and lips. She whispered. “I love you Neeraj.”

How long we stayed that way we didn’t know. But when conscience struck us, we jumped up. She has to go now.

But we didn’t want to part. We wanted more.

“I will ask your parents to let you stay here all night. They won’t reject my request.”

I know she also wanted that.

We went to the bathroom and cleaned ourselves. We dressed up and walked towards her house hand in hand as lovers.

I asked her parents’ permission to allow her stay at my house. I saw they were reluctant but they couldn’t say no to me.

We walked back to my house, our hearts thumping with joy.

“I will fuck you all night.” I whispered in her ears.

*****—–*****

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“I want you to fuck me,” she said “Explore my entire body with your hands, lips and tongue. I’ve wanted you for years Jack, and now I’m going to have you.”

He gazed at her with lustful eyes and disbelieving ears. He was only eleven years older than her but he used to babysit this woman! And now here she stood before him, a grown woman with curves like a guitar.

“Suzie… Why? You’re an immensely beautiful woman, you could have any man you want. Look at me! I’m too old for you!” He was trying to talk himself out of it as much as her, but he knew it was no use. She always got her way in the end. She dropped the straps of her sundress off her shoulders and as she stepped closer to him, pushed her ample boobs up over the neckline.

He was done for. His cock grew hard in his jeans. She was standing directly in front of him now and out of nowhere her pink lace knockers fell to the floor and she straddled him.

“Jack. I need you inside me. I’ve always fancied you and now that you’re my neighbour I can’t shake my sexual frustration.”

Suzie looked longingly into his ice blue eyes and bit her lip as she took his right hand and placed it on her breast.

It was more than he could even hold, this beautiful H cup breast just sitting in his hand… He lowered his lips towards it and kissed her pale pink nipple. It immediately stood to attention and he heard her gasp with pleasure in the distance. He held it more confidently now and began sucking it as she gripped his shoulder and hair. He suddenly stopped looked up at her.

“This is just two friends having sex” She said reassuringly, sensing his concern.

Suzie lifted his tshirt up his soft but sexy body, leaned against his small patch of chest hair and kissed him lightly on the lips. Passion flooded him instantly and he tugged desperately at her dress and flung it away whilst kissing, licking and biting her everywhere he could reach. She could feel Jack’s rock hard dick through his jeans and needed to have it

Suzie slid her hands down Jack’s body, feeling his rapid heartbeat and watching the rise and fall of his chest as he submit to her.

She got to the waistband of his jeans and teased inside with one finger before starting to in bottom his fly.

To her joy, she discovered Jack wasn’t wearing underwear as his fat cock sprang forward.

He watched her as she became transfixed with it; absentmindedly toying with it.

She shifted off his lap and planted herself on her knees between his muscular thighs and looked him directly in his eyes as she slowly licked the shaft.

His head flopped back and he let out a guttural moan; she started sucking on it as if it were an ice lolly on a hot Summer day.

Swirling her tongue and licking and sucking…

“Give me a tit wank” Jack ordered out of nowhere “Actually… Lay down, I want to fuck them”

She happily obliged, he took off his jeans and straddled her curvaceous body and glided his dick porno 64 between her 32H porcelain breasts.

“Oh god, oh baby!” He moaned; revelling in their soft, firm grip on him.

Harder and faster he rocked, every so often also getting a well timed lick from her e”I want you to fuck me,” she said “Explore my entire body with your hands, lips and tongue. I’ve wanted you for years Jack, and now I’m going to have you.”

He gazed at her with lustful eyes and disbelieving ears. He was only eleven years older than her but he used to babysit this woman! And now here she stood before him, a grown woman with curves like a guitar.

“Suzie… Why? You’re an immensely beautiful woman, you could have any man you want. Look at me! I’m too old for you!” He was trying to talk himself out of it as much as her, but he knew it was no use. During her late teens he had been unable to ignore the changes her body had gone through, and he had developed a small infatuation for her.

She dropped the straps of her sundress off her shoulders and as she stepped closer to him, pushed her ample boobs up over the neckline. He was done for and she knew it. His cock grew hard in his jeans. She was standing directly in front of him now and out of nowhere her pink lace knickers fell to the floor and she straddled him.

“Jack. I need you inside me. I’ve always fancied you and now that you’re my neighbour I can’t shake my sexual frustration.”

Suzie looked longingly into his ice blue eyes and bit her lip as she took his right hand and placed it on her breast.

It was more than he could stand; this beautiful D cup breast just sitting in his hand… He lowered his lips towards it and kissed her pale pink nipple. It immediately stood to attention and he heard her gasp with pleasure in the distance. He held it more confidently now and began sucking it as she gripped his shoulder and hair. He suddenly stopped and looked up at her.

“This is just two friends having sex” She said reassuringly, sensing his concern.

Suzie lifted his tshirt up his soft but sexy body, leaned against his small patch of chest hair and kissed him lightly on the lips. Passion flooded him instantly and he tugged desperately at her dress and flung it away whilst kissing, licking and biting her everywhere he could reach. She could feel Jack’s rock hard dick through his jeans and needed to have it

Suzie slid her hands down Jack’s body, feeling his rapid heartbeat and watching the rise and fall of his chest as he submit to her.

She got to the waistband of his jeans and teased inside with one finger before starting to in bottom his fly.

To her joy, she discovered Jack wasn’t wearing underwear as his fat cock sprang forward.

He watched her as she became transfixed with it; absentmindedly toying with it.

She shifted off his lap and planted herself on her knees between his muscular thighs and looked him directly in his eyes as she slowly licked porno izle the shaft.

His head flopped back and he let out a guttural moan; she started sucking on it as if it were an ice lolly on a hot Summer day.

Swirling her tongue and licking and sucking…

“Give me a tit wank” Jack ordered out of nowhere “Actually… Lay down, I want to fuck them”

She happily obliged, he took off his jeans and straddled her curvaceous body and glided his dick between her 32D porcelain breasts.

“Oh god, oh baby!” He moaned; revelling in their soft, firm grip on him.

Harder and faster he rocked, every so often also getting a well timed lick from her eager tongue.

Jack could feel his balls tensing as he got closer to coming.

He decided not to warn her, instead choosing to blast his hot load on her chest.

Spent, he dropped his hands either side of her head as he hung his own, panting.

They looked at each other, both admiring the view for a second before he flopped down on top of her.

Kissing desperately and rolling around the floor, they groped and grunted as Jack quickly became hard again; this time she was going to have him.

Seizing the opportunity of being on top of him, Suzie sat up.

“Ready for me already old guy?!” She teased affectionately, gripping his nearly purple cock and stuffing it up her dripping wet cunt.

“Ahhh!” They moaned in unison.

Their eyes burning holes in one another, she began to rise and fall slowly and he held her voluptuous hips.

Up and down she bounced, Jack bucking his hips upwards to meet her; both groaning with exquisite ecstasy as Suzie came repeatedly.

Jack could feel a familiar tingle in his tensing balls; wanting to take control of things he ordered her on to her hands and knees. She gladly obeyed.

He shuffled up behind her on his knees, kissed her tenderly up her back and nibbled her neck. Then, rammed his way into her.

One hand on her perfect round arse, the other reaching around to squeeze her massive tits and roll her nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

Her head fell forward and he humped her harder, she, panting so much she was now lightheaded and close to squirting. He released her arse and took hold of her shoulder, banging away with his ravenous dick.

“I’m seeing stars Jack!” Screamed Suzie “Fuck me harder!”

Both his hands on her hips, he thrust himself into her more vigorously, savouring the sloppiness of her cunt. His head spinning now, he gave in to the glorious sensation playing around in his balls and climaxed inside her.

They fell together in a heap on the floor, holding and kissing each other softly.

“That was well worth the wait” sighed Suzie

He gazed down at her blissfully, his ego boosted ten fold, then flatly said “You better get back to your boyfriend…”

“Oh! Right, yeah” She scrambled up to her feet snatching at her clothes, embarrassed and hurt. She sex izle felt his hand on her calf and glanced down.

“I’ll see you Monday babe, that’s my day off”

Suzie left, her heart inflated and her body feeling light and satisfied. Once inside her own home she heard Jack’s wife pull into their driveway.

So that was why he’d made her leave. She checked her work timetable, Monday was her day off too… She smiled inwardly, then set about cooking dinner for her and Jim.r tongue.

Jack could feel his balls tensing as he got closer to coming.

He decided not to warn her, instead choosing to blast his hot load on her chest.

Spent, he dropped his hands either side of her head as he hung his own, panting.

They looked at each other, both admiring the view for a second before he flopped down on top of her.

Kissing desperately and rolling around the floor, they groped and grunted as Jack quickly became hard again; this time she was going to have him.

Seizing the opportunity of being on top of him, Suzie sat up.

“Ready for me already old guy?!” She teased affectionately, gripping his nearly purple cock and stuffing it up her dripping wet cunt.

“Ahhh!” They moaned in unison.

Their eyes burning holes in one another, she began to rise and fall slowly and he held her voluptuous hips.

Up and down she bounced, Jack bucking his hips upwards to meet her; both groaning with exquisite ecstasy as Suzie came repeatedly.

Jack could feel a familiar tingle in his tensing balls; wanting to take control of things he ordered her on to her hands and knees. She gladly obeyed.

He shuffled up behind her on his knees, kissed her tenderly up her back and nibbled her neck. Then, rammed his way into her.

One hand on her perfect round arse, the other reaching around to squeeze her massive tits and roll her nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

Her head fell forward and he humped her harder, she, panting so much she was now lightheaded and close to squirting. He released her arse and took hold of her shoulder, banging away with his ravenous dick.

“I’m seeing stars Jack!” Screamed Suzie “Fuck me harder!”

Both his hands on her hips, he thrust himself into her more vigorously, savouring the sloppiness of her cunt. His head spinning now, he gave in to the glorious sensation playing around in his balls and climaxed inside her.

They fell together in a heap on the floor, holding and kissing each other softly.

“That was well worth the wait” sighed Suzie

He gazed down at her blissfully, his ego boosted ten fold, then flatly said “You better get back to your boyfriend…”

“Oh! Right, yeah” She scrambled up to her feet snatching at her clothes, embarrassed and hurt. She felt his hand on her calf and glanced down.

“I’ll see you Monday babe, that’s my day off”

Suzie left, her heart inflated and her body feeling light and satisfied. Once inside her own home she heard Jack’s wife pull into their driveway.

So that was why he’d made her leave. She checked her work timetable, Monday was her day off too… She smiled inwardly, then set about cooking dinner for her and Jim.

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I’m not going to lie, writing professionally is a tough career choice. How you eat in the next month depends entirely on how well your next book sells. People think it’s tough living from paycheck to paycheck, living from book to book is even worse.

I didn’t start into writing in order to make money, I wrote because I loved to write. I was a fresh, young mind who thought he could change the world with the words he could put on paper. Unfortunately, that dwindled, and now, I’m spent. I have no ideas, no more brilliant thoughts or interesting plot twists. My book proposals have practically become kindling for my agent’s fireplace. I made no money, therefore, he made no money.

It’s even worse when you’re first novel is a breakaway hit. When it sits on the New York Times bestseller list for months at a time, you know you’ve stumbled on to something big. And I thought it was huge. I had the Porsche, the loft in the city, I made appearances every where, I was the center of attention. But, as Warhol promised, I only got 15 minutes. My second novel flopped, big time. So did my third, and my fourth. Now, I sit here in my apartment, throwing darts at a picture of J.K. Rowling. That sell out of a bitch.

I needed to recharge my batteries. I was only 26, and my life was going down the drain. I would be completely washed out if I couldn’t sell another book. I dropped out of college to start my writing life, so I had nowhere to go. If I could just get back that enthusiasm, that spark, those flashes of brilliance that force the readers to turn pages.

My life long friend saw that I was in distress. He, unlike my dumb butt, actually finished college. He was now a Sociology teacher at the local community college. He liked what he did, and that was all that mattered. I, too, liked what I did, but it didn’t get me anywhere. One night, after his night class, he took me out for a drink at the local pub.

“Jeremy, you need to get yourself out of this. Have you even considered another line of work?” he asked.

“Mike, it’s not about work, or keeping myself busy. I feel that I was born to write, so that is exactly what I am going to do.”

“Buddy, admit it, you need the cash. Your accounts are dwindling, you live in a dump, and you look like hell.”

He was right, I did look like shit. I had a two day growth on my face, my clothes were a crumpled mess, my hair was wildly out of control. I needed help. I used to look great. Six foot even, lean build that was always complemented by some fancy suit. My clean shaven face always showed my stone-like features and sharp cut jaw, and I had always had a well-oiled hairdo that forced my eyes to shine their brilliant blues.

“What am I going to do? I have nothing anymore. Every day, I sit with pen in hand, and nothing happens.” I was starting to leak tears now, and the alcohol wasn’t helping.

“Maybe that is your problem, just sitting there. You need to get out some, observe what’s happening, see what people like, and then write what you see. And most of all, maybe you should get laid.” Again, he was right. I had to get out more, get back in touch with the same people that threw me out of the loop.

Mike helped me back to my apartment, as I was too drunk to even see straight. I don’t remember when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, it seemed like the most beautiful morning I had ever seen.

In the same clothes I had fallen asleep in, I took to the streets of New York. I had always lived around the Queens area, so I felt very comfortable in the areas that the tourists wouldn’t dream of coming too. I tried to take it all in. The sights and the sounds. The smells of the fish docks, reeking of the days catch. The wet-slapping sounds of fish hitting crates of crushed ice. People yelling xhamster porno at each other, doing their jobs, swinging their knives. To anyone else it would have seemed chaotic. But to the true New Yorker, it was clockwork, as it would in any other hour.

I kept walking, past the docks and into the city. People were everywhere on the sidewalks, trying to sell the unsuspecting passer-by the fake Rolex or pair of Oakleys. But it was behind these people, behind the green-grocer stands and the guy selling news papers, it was behind them, that I saw her.

I don’t know what drew me to her, I don’t know why I saw her face amongst the sea of people in the markets. It had to be her hair, clearly surpassing mine in manners of sloppiness. Perhaps it was her denim cutoffs that hugged her petite figure so perfectly. Or her makeup that has been put on over and over again, with out removing the original layer. Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was the fact that she was the only one who seemed alone.

I was alone, as well was everyone else in the square, no one had any relation to anyone else. But this woman, this girl, seemed to be isolated, as if she was being avoided. She could have killed me, she could have taken my worthless wallet and squatted in my apartment after she stabbed me in the alley ways. She could have been the most dangerous woman in the city, but I still approached her.

“Hi, I’m Jeremy” I said, hoping for the best of this potentially disastrous situation.

“Well, Jeremy. I suppose you’re looking for a good time? It’ll be fifty for an hour, take it or leave it.”

I wasn’t quite sure what to say to this, it took me completely off guard. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it that way, I’m not looking for sex from you?”

“Then what do you want?”

“I don’t know really, maybe we should go for a walk, try and figure out why I came to you. What do you say?”

“You’re not going to kidnap me or anything, are you?”

This woman was delusional, and obviously not from around these parts. It’s almost as if she felt, scared. Little girl in the big city. “No. No kidnapping, no raping, no prostitution. I just want to walk and talk.”

“Ok, It’s starting to get a little dull around here anyway. By the way, my name’s Belle.” She stuck out her hand for a shake.

“Belle, isn’t that French for beautiful?” I shook her hand and watched as her eyes lit up entirely. It was as if I was the only person in the entire span of her life that had ever bothered to offer her a compliment. For the rest of the day, she seemed to take on a significantly happier persona.

We walked forever, we had no destination, no where to be. I was still out looking for ideas, getting back in touch with people. Nearly half the day was spent, and I had not felt anything new. The floodgates of inspiration had yet to pour back on me. Belle talked about how she came to be a New Yorker. She was originally from small town Iowa, and came to the city in hopes of making it big as a dancer. Broadway dancing fell through and she had to pay rent through working at a local exotic bar. From the tone in her voice, it didn’t sound like she was very proud of any of her actions or decisions. I really felt bad for her. I wished that I could help her.

Eventually, it became dark. I may be a native of these parts, but not even I wanted to be on the streets this late at night. Belle offered to take me up to her place, just somewhere to stay until the streets were a little less gang-ridden.

Her apartment was not much better than my own. Bare bulb essentials, little furniture, a refrigerator that made more noise than what it was worth. She offered me some tea, and I graciously accepted. Sitting in the kitchen, I watched her put water yaşlı porno on to boil.

She was sexy, in an odd kind of way. Her denim shorts hugged her hips so perfectly, her legs were a perfect kind of pale. The same hue in her skin went all the way up to her face. Her thin hands appeared heavenly soft as they reached up to remove some strands of hair that had fallen into her face. Her hair, was remarkable. A dark black and a complete mess. I wasn’t sure what it was about this woman, she just seemed so incredible.

And she had caught me staring. “What?” she asked. I looked dumbstruck for a few moments, and then responded, “Oh, I was just thinking how Belle really must mean beautiful.” Again, she got that look in her eyes as her heart melted. She walked across the kitchen, I stood up. We locked into a warm embrace, she started to cry into my shoulder, and then she asked, “Why are you so kind to me?”

“I don’t know” , I said as I comforted her. We stood like that for quite some time. Then she looked up into my eyes, and we kissed a kiss of passion and fire. The floodgates had opened. I ran my hands up her back, and grasped on to her head, holding her face close to mine as our kiss went deeper and deeper. Our tongues were intertwined in a fury, as if they were worms fighting for the same ground.

She broke the kiss, and took a step back. With her eyes on mine, she unzipped the front of her jacket and took it off. She stood in front of me, her pale breasts upheld by a red, lace bra. Without either one of us saying a word, I followed her to her bedroom. This room matched the rest of the house; dim, and sparsely furnished. An old, king sized mattress lay on the floor in the middle of the room. She lay down on it, propped up on her elbows, facing me with a “come hither” look in her eyes.

I couldn’t resist. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it to the side. I moved forward and held her head as I kissed her again. My other hand snaked around to the middle of her back and deftly unhooked her bra. It fell limply forward and Belle removed her arms from the shoulder straps. Her nipples were hard and perfect against her pasty skin. The dark areolas contrasting so well against her white bosom. My hand moved up and grasped her left breast, giving it a good squeeze as I continued to kiss her. My lips made their way down her neck as my fingers began to pinch her nipples, making them even harder. My journey went further south as I took her left nipple in my mouth, and her right in my hand. Belle was now moaning and writhing in a lustful sweat.

“Oh, god, Jeremy. That feels fabulous. It’s been so long, oh, my god” she gasped in between her shortening breaths. I kissed my way down her chest and over her navel. My hands undid the button and zipper of her shorts as my tongue worked in and around her very cute and distinguished navel. She lifted her hips towards my face as I pulled her shorts towards her ankles. My mind flipped as I saw that she was completely bare. No panties, no hair. Nothing. The only thing that had kept me away from her sex for the day was one meddlesome piece of fabric.

I dived in for it. I wrapped her clitoris in my tongue as she practically leaped of the bed in pleasure. I worked my tongue around her pussy as a painter works a brush around the paints. Or better yet, as a writer moves words around the page. Her moans were near orgasmic now, she was having a difficult time remaining still. In my pants, my penis was growing with the anticipation of what could be the greatest sex ever. Belle was grasping my hair as my smooth tongue worked its way deeper and deeper into her pussy. I made a mad flutter and flick with my appendage and she jumped. One hand held her lips apart, my other hand was tickling aldatma porno the outside of her anus. Working it slowly inwards. Eventually, it became too much for Belle, she arched her back, thrusting her beautiful pussy into my face, screaming in her orgasmic wave of pleasure. After a moment, she calmed back down, and regained a steady breath.

“Oh, shit. Jeremy, I haven’t cum that hard in such a long time.” She wasted no time in returning the favor. I stood up at the foot of the bed, and she crawled across towards my aching hard-on in my pants. She ran her hand over it as it was still inside my pants. Belle undid the zipper and button, the weight of my belt pulled my pants to the floor. My boxer shorts tented out as the hard, seven inch pole held them outright. Belle pulled those down next, causing my cock to spring out even further, slapping her in the bottom of the chin. She giggled as she brought my member into her hands and stroked the shaft up and down for a moment. Her tongue snaked out and flicked around my urethra and the head of my dick. I thought I was in heaven. The way she moved her tongue around my dick was amazing. It only got better when she closed her lips around the head and started to suck her cheeks in. I thought I could have come right then and there, but I held out.

She worked her mouth down my shaft, lubricating even more of my cock in her saliva. I wanted to cum so bad, but I didn’t want to do it in her mouth. I pulled her head of off my cock, and shoved her back on the bed. I lifted her legs up and bent them back to her shoulder, leaving her pussy and her anus completely exposed, ready for a thrashing. I placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy, coating my dick in the juices that were practically running down into her ass.

I went for it. One thrust, all the way into the hit. She gasped in, and held it. I waited for a moment to let both of us get used to the feeling. Her pussy was so warm, moist, and incredibly tight. I began to fuck her, moving my dick back and forth across her pussy lips, making her moan and grunt with pleasure at each and every thrust. Her hand made her way to her clit, and she began to rub in furiously as I fucked her. Both of our bodies moved together, her breasts swayed with our motions. Our breath became short and interrupted between our moans of delight. I felt her come, I felt her pussy walls flex around my cock as she again screamed in ecstasy.

“I’m going to come soon”, I said

“Tell me when”, she responded.

I pumped for a few more minutes, sending her practically into oblivion. “Here I go”, she pulled off of me, grabbed my dick, and started to pump it with her hands. Streams of milky whiteness flew from the end of my cock and landed on her. On her face, her breasts, her stomach. I felt as if I came in gallons, but saw that it was much less. I was spent, and collapsed at her side. I watched her as she picked up dallops of my jism and licked them off of her long, slender fingers. She collapsed next to me, and within a few short minutes, we were both sound asleep.

The next morning, I couldn’t explain what happened. I woke up in her bed. But she wasn’t there. I got up, and looked around. Her closets were bare, as where her cabinets. What little furniture she had was gone as well. Except for the refrigerator, it still sat there, making all the noise it could. On the counter next to the refrigerator sat a stack of books, I moved forward to investigate them further, and discovered that they were my books. My novels that I had written, all four of them were there. The successful first to the horrendous fourth.

Then, it came. The ideas, the brilliance, the perspective. It all came rushing back to me.

My next book came out then next month. It was a hit, noted as the best come back novel ever. It was about a girl whose dreams were spoiled and crushed by the weight of the big city. I made millions off of that book, more than any other author of that time. I feel I owe it all to Belle, even though I have never seen her since that one night.

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Sati, next steps.

During the night I had pressed my erection into her still very wet pussy and slowly worked to a quiet ejaculation, I left my slowly deflating penis in her and went to sleep exhausted.

I awoke slowly in the morning, I was still cuddling into her back but there was no erection to disturb her sleep. I went to the bathroom, pee, teeth all that stuff, and then got the coffee maker in action.

I sat there and savored the coffee, the view, and my exquisite memories of the previous evening, my balcony is small, two chairs fill it but the view is fantastic.

My second cup is in hand when I hear you moving about. Then you appear with a towel around you and a cup in hand. You look stunningly gorgeous even at this time of the morning and after such a night.

You lean in and kiss me softly on the lips, then sit back into the other chair, coffee in hand.

“Okay, what gives?” She asked, “I’m doing all the cumming and you seem to be doing all the work?””When do I start to get YOU really into this?”

“This shouldn’t be a matter of work sweetie it is all about touchy feely, at the moment I am just enjoying bringing your sexuality into the open, when you are ready you will know what to do to satisfy both of our desires.”

“From where you have already taken me, like a sensual express, I can’t wait to see what we have yet to share together, but so far I’m up for anything you desire.”

We sat there and drank our coffee and talked about what we wanted to do during the day, beach, dinner, very mundane talk.

Sati stood, stretched, the towel fell and her bra was still in place, her bare pubic mound stood out, and she ran her hands down over her hips and said. “I need a shower. How about you?”

“Oh I don’t know, I’m not sure I need one.” I joked.

“Trust me you are going to need this one.” She said as she flipped the towel at me. We both laughed and headed to the bathroom.

The tub in the bathroom was regular size and was plastic and formed part of the back wall, the curtain was on a rod that curved out and around the front of the tub. The shower itself was a rubber hose that connected to both the hot and cold faucets and delivered through a rudimentary head mounted to a small bracket slightly above head level. Even though it was pretty basic I had found it adequate so far.

Sati ran the water in each faucet and mixed it until she felt comfortable with the stream then stepped in. I stood at the sink and shaved and when done went to join her in the shower.

She was so adorable, a big grin on her face when I pulled the shower curtain back enough for me to get in, and “You must be feeling dirty” she said with the grin still in place.

With that gorgeous body shining with water and her beautiful eyes checking me out I had to stop myself from rushing her, this was going to be real good, for both of us.

I turned her around to face the oncoming water and stood behind her, the perfect globes were so inviting but they were for another day. I grabbed the moisturizing body lotion and squeezed some into my hand. Sati leaned back onto me and turned her head so that we could kiss. Slowly I rubbed my hands together and brought them softly onto her breasts.

“Umm,” she murmured as her mouth opened to let my tongue slip in. Slowly and gently I rubbed the silkiness of the lotion over her breasts and started to knead them, firm hands starting at her rib cage under them then sliding up to enclose them. This continued while our mouths became much more active. Her nipples sprouted into hard points and my fingers softly pinched and pulled rhythmically. Her ass rubbed back against my rising erection.

“Oh it looks like you are happy to be here with me,” she said as she grinned up into my eyes “or am I getting the wrong impression?”

“Oh you have the right impression” I said “but are you happy to be here with me?”

She turned and pressed herself completely against olgun porno me, reached up and pulled my head down and kissed me deeply.

“I had absolutely no idea that making love could be this fantastic; so, the answer is yes I am very happy to be here with you.” She stated. “Now get to work and make me even happier.”

I turned her around again and started nibbling and kissing her neck, she reached up and pulled her wet hair aside to give me clear access. I got more lotion and worked on her breasts, as her breathing and body tension increased I started to rub further down her body. More lotion then I ran both hands down her sides directly to her mound and pulled open her labia. Her body thrust forward to meet my fingers and she turned her head and her mouth again completely absorbed my probing tongue.

Trying not to break our lip contact I moved slightly so that I had better access to her pussy. Her hand reached down and gently grasped my hard on. My fingers opened her labia and started gently stroking up that channel; her breathing in my mouth was beginning to get heavier.

“Put your foot up here on the side of the bath. ” I said as I lifted her thigh to direct her.

With her in this perfect position I started rubbing her open pussy, sliding my fingers up and down not quite reaching her clit. Then she reached down and grabbed my hand and forced two fingers inside her.

“You love teasing me don’t you? She said into my mouth, “It’s not a game, please, please finish me, I am so close.”

I moved slightly so that I was pressing myself against her hip, my fingers were inside her and sliding in and out. I extended my thumb up to her clit to combine the movements. Her body reacted by thrusting forward to take more of my fingers and a heavier touch to her clit. With my other hand I stroked the back of her neck as we kissed and then I slid it down, in one continuous motion, to the cleft between her cheeks. Finger extended I went between her cheeks and touched her sphincter.

Her reaction was immediate, “I didn’t expect this,” she wailed into my mouth, “but don’t stop just yet unless I ask, okay?”

“Your wish is my command.”

By this time my fingers were deep inside her, thrusting in and out and my thumb was active on her hardened clit. I began rotating my finger around her sphincter, barely touching at times, gently pressing at others. After a short while I wet my digit finger and slowly introduced it into her anus. Her focus had been totally concentrated up to this point now she groaned.

“This sensation is so weird” she whispered “I have these feelings between my lower back and the backs of my thighs, almost like mini electric shocks. This must be bad but don’t stop please.”

She pushed back and took more of my finger into her. Her hand pulled my head lower and she started sucking my ear lobe and drifting her tongue into it. I started running my finger in and not quite out of her anus in time with what I was doing to her pussy alternating the thrusting, front out, rear in.

“I can’t take much more of this before I cum,” she almost croaked into my ear.

Her body started to rock back and forth in tune with the movements of my fingers. My digit was now completely into her anus as she had relaxed as she got used to it and my thumb was now solidly rolling her clit.

“Look at me,” I said “I want to see your face and eyes when you cum.”

Her eyes opened as did her mouth as she started to groan. Her body tensed and her brown eyes opened wide as I felt everything down below clutching my fingers. I pushed hard, two fingers deep inside her pussy and my other finger all the way inside her anus, her spasms were amazing I couldn’t get a finger out of her if I had wanted to she was holding me so tight. I looked into her beautiful eyes and it was almost as if she wasn’t there, her look was far away or maybe just turned completely inward. I was now almost holding porno her up by my fingers as she was close to collapsing. A couple of minutes later and her body started to relax, first her pussy eased off on its grip on my fingers and I slowly slid them out. They were running with her juices so I brought them up to our lips where we both licked and savored them. Next I tried to remove my buried finger from her anus, which was still throbbing, but she didn’t seem to want to let go.

I leaned back and looked her in the eyes, “What’s up? I seem to be trapped back there.”

“I don’t want you out just yet”, she replied “This is just so strange but I am really liking it a lot, it is a seriously different sensation to anything I’ve felt before. I can feel my pussy still running juice down my leg and it has nothing to do with the shower.”

She pulled my face to hers and kissed me long and softly. Her hand slid down between us and grasped my absolutely solid hard on, squeezed gently and her fingers slid under to fondle my balls. Now I started groaning, I had been hard for over half an hour while bringing her off, so I knew this might be quick. She reached back and grasped my hand and slowly pulled until my finger was out of her.

“That was so awesome,” she said “but now I want to blow you. I’ve never done this before so you will have to be patient and guide me through it. I want to feel and taste you in my mouth.”

“You won’t get an argument from me,” I said “and I’m sure you will be a natural as you seem to enjoy everything we do.”

“Oh baby I do,” she replied “you have no idea how great and also surprising all of this has been to me.” “You may have to fuck me to death before I graduate.” Our laughter broke out until she said “Now, how do I give you a blow job?”

“First you have to get there,” I said “just like I work on your nipples, mine would appreciate the attention.”

“Really? I had no idea men liked that.”

“Kissing, licking, sucking, nibbling, just the same for a man or a woman I guess and it is pretty much the same when you get down lower.”

“So I work on your cock and balls almost the same as you work on my pussy lips, vulva, and clit?”

“Pretty much, the difference being an eight inch stick going into your mouth may be difficult to take.”

“I can’t wait to try.”

Her mouth descended on mine gently but firmly, she wanted to be in charge. Both her hands were on my crotch, one softly stroking the other gently kneading. She hovered her mouth over mine and then pushed her tongue deep inside my mouth, both hands gently but firmly squeezed. I pushed my tongue up into her mouth and she sucked it in further and lashed her tongue around it.

Her lips left mine and she was kissing my neck and out to my shoulders. Her hands on me were making me have to do math problems in my head; they were so soft and demanding at the same time. I reached down to get to her pussy but Sati pulled her hips back before I could touch her.

“No you don’t,” she said “this is about you, not me, so be still and let me pleasure you like you do me, okay?”

I guess my grunt was taken for a yes because her mouth came to mine and engulfed it and each lip was sucked into hers and caressed. Her hands continued to stroke and knead me. Her kisses drifted down my chest until she located a nipple, she flicked her tongue over it and circled the nipple with soft touches of her tongue and lips. Then she bit on it. Damn that hurt, I pulled her head away.

“Sweetie, you have to be more delicate, there is a huge difference between nibbling and biting.”

“Sorry, I got carried away; I’ll try not to do it from here on in.”

Now her tongue lapped softly on my nipple to recompense for the little bit of pain. Her hands were feeling wonderful, one softly running up and down my shaft the other now actively juggling and squeezing my balls.

She left my chest and migrated south. She could Porno 64 see the goal as her hand held it high. My stomach muscles contracted as she went lower.

Suddenly her head dipped lower and her tongue licked the top of my penis, still being gripped firmly in her hand. My reaction was to buck my hips up but she held tight and kept me just there. She ran her tongue over and around the head and down under the ridge, as her tongue moved under that ridge I started moaning.

“So baby, you like this? She smiled up at me.

“Oh yeah, I’m so sensitive there.”

Her thumb was on the top side of my shaft, her fingers under and gripping my balls lightly. Her head dipped and her mouth slowly kissed the head, she continued to kiss up and down my shaft, then returning to the head she licked. I almost lost it. Her tongue was nonstop, swirling around the head and shaft. I pulled her up to kiss her. When I let her go she went straight back down onto her knees. She took a quick lick of the head and then opened her mouth and pressed down in a heavy kiss which turned into enough suck to make the head pop into her lips and mouth.

She started to bob her head up and down taking a little more of me into her hot mouth on each down stroke and her tongue lapped around the head on each up stroke. Her hand was working the same rhythm as her mouth, pulling up the shaft as she withdrew. She looked up at me with those gorgeous eyes to see how I was reacting, as if my labored breathing and groans weren’t enough of an indication of the pleasure I was getting.

Her hand lifted my knee and directed my foot onto the side of the bath as I had done with her. She took her mouth off me and started licking my balls as her hand slid up the engorged shaft, her mouth opened and sucked one ball in but her tongue continued to work. I looked down as she dropped that one and then sucked the other in, our eyes met and I almost lost it right then. She licked up the shaft again, lapped at the head then sucked it into her eager mouth, she started to take more until I was halfway in then she gagged.

“Oh damn,” she cried “I can’t get you all in, my throat won’t let me.”

“Its okay sweetie we will get there in time, you just have to learn to relax your throat. Maybe practice with a banana but not in the cafeteria.” I joked.

She smiled thanks up at me and took me back into her mouth her eyes watching me. Between the action of her hand on my shaft and balls and the bobbing of her head I could feel that it wasn’t going to take much longer. Then her other hand went right under me and she started to finger my sphincter, my eyes must have almost popped out of my head.

“Is this okay?” she asked “I just thought that as it was so good for me that you might like it as well.”

“Oh sweetie, everything you are doing is fantastic but I am not too far from cumming, I just want you to know so that you can pull me out if you want.”

She resumed all of her actions with vigor. Then, while still looking into my eyes, she inserted her finger slowly into my anus. That did it, my anus and balls contracted, my penis expanded and then I started to erupt, I mean one huge spurt after the other until minutes later my penis in her mouth was just a throbbing semi hard thing. She let me fall from her mouth and then she smiled up at me and showed me all the cum she had in her mouth, she then took two swallows and took me back into her mouth to do a tongue final clean.

I pulled her to her feet and held her tight against me while I slowly recovered. And leaned down to kiss her.

“You tasted good, a little salty, a little tangy like citrus, but good and certainly not what I had been expecting.” She whispered against my chest “And I was surprised how much of it there was, no wonder I leak like a sieve for half an hour after you have been inside me.” She giggled.

“You are a fast learner my sweet,” I whispered “that was awesome.”

“I’ll practice with a banana and see if I can get you into my throat at some point.” She grinned at me.

“Don’t sweat it sweetie, you did great.” “Now let’s rinse off and get on with the rest of the day, okay?”

“Sounds like a plan, to the beach we go.”

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It is Friday night and I am in the mood for a quiet drink on the way home from work. Not wanting to go with my friends to one of the busier bars I make my excuses and head out. There is a small English style bar on my way home that has always interested me but I have never been to. Tonight I decide to check it out. The bar is very quiet considering it is Friday night, just a few old guys sitting at one table and playing poker. The lighting is very dim and it takes a few seconds to adjust to it. As I walk towards the bar to order a beer I notice you. You’re sitting on a bar stool towards the other end of the bar and the back view is very impressive, sexy back and a cute ass. I check out the room expecting to find your female companion somewhere but unless she is in the bathroom you are alone. There is no one behind the bar but when I reach it one of the guys that was playing cards pushes his chair back and calls out that he is coming. I order my drink which he pours, then the bartender tells me to call out if I need anything and heads back to the game. This bar is so different from the usual places I go to. Totally laid back and damn empty.

I take a sip of my drink and look down the bar towards you, you’re still alone. You are wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and the shirt is hugging your body in all the right ways. Clinging tightly over your torso and I would bet heavily that there is a six pack on the front side. I’m thinking that maybe company wouldn’t be so bad and since you are alone I move down next to you. I walk up to where you are sitting, casually brushing against your arm which is leaning off the bar holding a cold glass of the frothy stuff. I feel an electric shock as our flesh touches and look directly in to your eyes. We look at each other and I smile as our eyes connect for the longest time. Then you lower your gaze ever so slowly taking in my full red lips which I lick as you stare at them, rolling my tongue over my upper lip in one fluid motion. Your eyes move lower over the clingy top I am wearing and you make no attempt to hide the fact that you are staring at my breasts. My nipples actually harden under your lengthy gaze and you raise your head to eye level with me and there is a devilish spark in those beautiful dark eyes. You then continue your slow appraisal of my body moving your eyes lower, down over my short black business skirt, the sheer black stockings covering long shapely legs, all the way down to my high spiky heels. I have never before felt so naked when fully clothed, and my body is tingling from head to toe.

I ask you if you are about done and you raise your head and give me the sexiest smile and ask me to sit down next to you. My shirt rides up as I lift myself on to the high barstool next to yours and as you turn your body to face me your knee bumps between mine forcing my thighs apart. You make no move to change position and the feel of your hard thigh resting between mine is making me hot all over. I swallow some of my drink and wait for you to start the small talk. It doesn’t happen. Apart from the muted voices of the poker players, and an old song playing on the jukebox it is very quiet. We are sitting so close the smell of your aftershave is very noticeable. It is a sensual male scent and I can feel a dampness growing in my panties as I look at your hard 4 k porno body. I start picturing what you would look like naked, what your hard body would feel like stretched and draped over mine.

As if reading my mind your hand moves over until it is brushing my knee and you move it gradually up my stocking clad thigh, your palm sliding higher up my inner thigh, over the lacy tops of my sheer stockings until it is under my hiked up skirt. I put my hand over yours stopping you from moving further and give you a questioning look. You are a stranger to me but my body is on fire. I can feel the wet patch on my panties growing as the feel of your hand so close to them makes my pussy wet. “You want it” is all you say as you brush my hand away and move your fingers up until you are touching the wet silk covering my cunt. I turn my head to see if the card players have noticed but they are intent on their game and I breathe a sigh of relief. Your finger moves in light circles over and around the wet patch between my legs, and my breathing gets faster. I can feel the blood rushing through my body making my breasts swell and my nipples are two aching peaks pushing out against my top, wanting attention of their own. You continue stroking my pussy through the now drenched material of my black silk panties and I close my thighs tight against yours, loving the feel of that hard thigh trapped between mine. You edge your fingers under my panties and I gasp as I feel one long finger brush over the scant pubic hair above my shaved pussy, and push it’s way past my pussy lips to the juice drenched skin beneath.

I no longer care if the whole bar was full and everyone was watching us, the feel of your hand cupping my cunt is incredible. I shift a little on the bar stool and relax my thighs so that you can easily move within them. I just want to close my eyes and drown in the sensation you have stirred within me. Glancing at your lap I check to see how your body is reacting to this and I give a very satisfied grin when I see your hardened cock pushing against the restraining denim at the front of your jeans, your cock wants to escape and it look big enough, and good enough to eat.

You continue your sexy assault on my pussy and your whole hand is drenched by my escaping juices and your finger slides in and out of my cunt making a wet slurping sound. It is very hard to think with your hand gently squeezing my pussy and your finger fucking me so intensely. I move my hand over to your lap and start to move it over your covered cock, but your other hand stops me and you tell me “no”. I don’t understand as I can see your penis is rock hard and must need some release of it’s own. You just tell me to wait and keep up a steady rhythm with your finger, sliding up and down my wet slit, sliding gently over my clit, entering my dripping hole over and over again. I am breathing heavily and I can feel my body tensing as my vagina walls close around your finger tightly as it passes in and out. I’m biting on my lip to keep from calling out and when I hear a chair sliding backwards, scraping against the floor behind us, I look at you in wide eyed panic.

One of the poker players walks past us on the way to the bathroom but you don’t stop, you actually wink at him as his eyes take in the scene. I want 7 dak porno to slap you but my whole body is liquid. You see the outraged look in my eyes and lean forward to finally touch your full masculine lips to mine, kissing away my anger as your tongue slips between my red lips and starts playing with mine. Warm juices are escaping out of my pussy and running under the palm of your hand, past my panties and down my inner thighs. Small tremors are coursing through my body and my release is imminent. The old man returns from using the bathroom and shoots a long look at the scene before him as he walks slowly past. He rejoins his friends at the card game and a few moments later we hear the low rumble of laughter and a few low comments along the line of “lucky bastard”. I am past caring what other people think and keep our mouths locked together in passionate French kisses. My body is on fire and my pussy is aching, each feel of your finger as it fucks me has me on edge. The convulsions start to build up and waves of heat flow through me, I dig my long red nails in to your thighs as I cum to stop from screaming out and raising everyone’s attention. The feeling just goes on and on as you keep tickling my hardened swollen clit through my orgasm. I am humping your hand as I cum, whimpering and lost in pleasure. When my body finally stops shaking I am gasping for breath and a sheen of sweat covers my forehead.

You remove your hand slowly from under my ruined panties, and I shocked to see you bring it to your mouth and suck & lick your palm clean of my juices, you lick each finger slowly then lean forward to give me a long searching kiss. “Get rid of the panties” you whisper roughly as you move your mouth closer to my ear. You glance down at your erection then back up to me. I realize I should get rid of them fast and slide off the bar stool and towards the bathroom on shaky legs. Inside, I quickly wipe away the wetness on my inner thighs and put my saturated panties in my hand bag. Glancing in the mirror above the sink I see my flushed face staring back at me and smile thinking about our encounter so far. The music on the jukebox is suddenly louder and I move back quickly to the bar.

You are standing by the jukebox and don’t look at all comfortable with such a constrained cock. I leave my bag on the bar and move down to the secluded corner where you are. A corny country song is playing but I am only interested in you not in how the man in the song was done wrong, and I move in to your arms and press my body tightly against yours. I can feel your erection hard against me as we sway slowly to the music. I admire your restraint as you have been in a state of arousal for quite a while now. You entwine your fingers in my hair and move your lips to my neck where you suck on my exposed skin. My hands are free now and I move them to the front of your jeans, unzip them and slip my hand inside your boxer shorts to touch the big, hard cock there. “Hands or pussy?” I ask as we sway, not quite believing what we have just done or what I am now offering.

“Pussy” is the only word you utter. I pull your cock through the opening in your shorts and stroke your now freed cock with one hand and cup your balls with the other. Your hands move down to push my skirt up until it is bunched alman porno around my hips and you release your hold on me so you are holding me loosely in your arms. With one hand I part my pussy lips and use the other to guide your cock closer to me. I rub the tip of your cock over my tender skin, wetting the head, stroke around the entrance to my hole, you draw in your breath and squeeze my upper arm almost painfully. I realize you are past the point of being teased and when I guide the first inch of your big, fat cock in to my cunt you suddenly grasp my ass and thrust hard inside me, while pushing my ass forward to meet your thrust. I gasp as I feel your cock ram in to me filling me up, you let out your breath and start thrusting inside me fast. I lift one leg and wrap it tight around your body so it is easier for you to thrust in to me. The pace of your thrusting is wild and the length of time you maintained your erection is beginning to tell. This is going to be a quick fuck I realize but the power of it takes me by surprise. Your balls are slapping wildly against me as your cock keeps thrusting faster and faster inside me.

I can feel sweat dripping down my body as the pace of our movement overheats my skin. It is not long before I am aching to be filled with your semen. My pussy is saturated with juices again and waiting to be filled with yours. You keep pumping in to me, our bodies moving crazily against each other as the next song starts. Your thrusts are faster and I feel the tension in your body begin to give way, the pressure finally climaxes and pushes your sweet seed inside me, a rush of hot spurting semen far up in to my cunt, splashing over the walls of my vagina, mingling with my pussy juices. I clench my leg tighter around you and hold you tight until you have released everything inside of me. I kiss your neck, your face, your eyelids while holding you close. Your penis is still inside me but you have relaxed in my embrace, breathing hard and sweating as you recover. I bring my leg down, and we stay together in the dark corner all the way through the next song, ignoring the state of our clothes, the fact that there are other people in the bar, quietly content and satisfied.

When we finally move apart you ask me if I want to continue this somewhere we can get naked. I don’t even think about the question, just nod my head. We both go to the bathroom to clean up a bit before gathering our things. I am still flushed and take a long gulp of my now warm drink, not caring. You ignore yours. We leave some notes on the bar to pay for our drinks and then you take my hand and lead me out of the bar. The card players call out to come again as we pass them and we laugh along with them.

It is very late and the dark streets are very quiet but you manage to hail a cab and we both get in. You give the driver an address and lean back against the soft leather of the car seats. I am sitting straight with my back about a foot away from the seat back, doubts beginning to set in. You gently run your hand along my thigh and say with a laugh “Relax. It’s a hotel, lots of people to yell out to” and move your hand along my inner thigh over my still damp stockings, sending new waves of desire through me again, making me forget I am going off with a stranger I have just fucked in public. You look at me, lean towards me and kiss my warm lips. I feel them part and feel your probing tongue. You cup my large, firm breast with your left hand, gently running your fingers over and around my hardened nipple.

“How about some tit fucking when we get there?”

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NOTE: this is my first attempt at writing erotica in close to a decade. I have just been working in an office, much like the one described here, and dying of lust, surrounded by all these amazingly gorgeous women. This story, which I hope to turn into a 13 part series: one for each of the women I am infatuated with. The names have been changed (or have they?) to protect my ass. But the descriptions of the women, both in personality and in looks, have remained generally unchanged, but perhaps embellished a touch. Obviously, I have never done more than hug any of these women, both due to my marital status as well as my desire to not get fired, but god DAMN do they make the day hard (lame pun intended). Comments are more than welcome.

*****

After four long, grueling years of being unable to provide for my family due to a prolonged bout of unemployment, I finally, finally found a decent job in a large office of over a hundred employees. The pay was good, the work was respectable, and, as I would soon discover, the amenities available at the office were flat-out amazing. Fully stocked free vending machine. Sodas at the ready. On-site gym. All the pussy I can eat.

Prior to starting work at the office, I was a completely straight-and-narrow guy. Sure, I looked at other woman – what red-blooded man straight man doesn’t? – but I never strayed. Never got drunk at an office Christmas party and hit on the receptionist. I even once fought off the drunken advances of my ex-girlfriend when I ran into her at a bar. But at this office? You’d have to be gay to not take full advantage.

Now, I’m not saying the women are slutty. Far from it. With the exception of their intense libidos and desire to fuck married men, you’d never know they were anything other than normal, everyday women. A couple of them, like Kristen and Mia, are even good, married Christian girls. I don’t know if there’s something in the water cooler that turns them into closet nymphos, but all I know for sure is that I am NEVER quitting this job.

It all started about a week after my first day. Having been unemployed for so long, and having been fired from my last job, I was desperate to get in good at work. I kept to myself, buried my nose in my computer, and tried my hardest to be the perfect employee. I repressed as much of my naturally ebullient personality as I could, and devoted myself wholly to learning the ropes. I was trying to impress no one but myself, and with the exception of the half dozen people in my department, I spoke to no one, even at lunch, when surrounded by a wide cross section of people.

Being the new guy, I had the late shift: I didn’t get off until 8 pm. By that point, there was hardly anyone in the office, no one from my department, certainly, and those who were still there were clear on the other side of the room, around a corner and practically down the hall. I was busying entering in orders into the system, when I heard the door open. I looked up and saw Alexis walk into the department. I smiled at her, not entirely surprised to see her. She was wearing a thin tank top and yoga pants – shorts, really – with a towel around her neck, one headphone dangling from her left ear, and a small gym bag in her hand. “How was the workout?” I asked, looking at her. She regularly did this after work: go to the gym, exercise for an hour or two, then come back to her desk to get her purse.

She looked at me, her crystal blue eyes shimmering, as she pushed a strand of her long brown hair masaj porno behind her ear. “Oh, you know, same old, same old. Some guy was staring at me the whole time, watching me as I worked on the Stairmaster,” she said. “There’s always a guy watching me,” she said with a smile. She wasn’t conceited, this wasn’t bragging…it was merely truth. Alexis was a gorgeous young woman of 23. Her skin-tight clothes did not betray the truth that this girl had had a baby less than a year ago. She was tight, toned, and, truth be told, had an incredible chest, a 38 B, I would later learn, but on her slim body and with the bras she wore, they looked bigger. But as she spoke, her demeanor changed. “But, the guy I WANT to watch me never seems to…” she finished, taking a drink of water and looking right at me.

Now, I’ve been married well over a decade at this point, and I’m not the most slender guy in a room. But, I’m not bad looking – at 37, I look closer to thirty than forty – and I treat all the women I meet with respect. After having gotten in trouble for just telling sexually themed jokes at my last job, I was desperate to not make that mistake again. So, while I certainly noticed the buffet of eye candy around me, I never allowed myself to linger. Still, the way she looked that night, the cock of her hip just so, and the way the words hung on the air were beyond suggestive. Before I had a chance to really take her meaning, she had come around the cubicle, and sat down.

In my lap.

Where my cock was rock hard.

See, the entire time we’d been talking, Alexis’s nipples had been rock hard. The tank top was closer to a sports bra than anything…a very thin one, at that. And her thick, dark nipples were pointing right at me, daring me not to look. And now, those nipples were inches from my chest, pointing right at me.

She ran her hand through my short hair as she said, “Now, Chad, I know you’re married. But I’ve decided that I don’t care. Every other guy in this place looks at me like I’m a piece of meat. I see them staring at my tits all day long, and I kinda like it – that’s why I wear low cut shirts. I can feel their eyes on my tight ass when I walk. But not you. You’re a perfect gentleman.” I barely had time to register what was happening, as she moved her lips to mine, hovering less than an inch away. “And I LOVE gentlemen…” she finished, and closed the gap.

Her mouth crushed against mine, and I instinctively opened up. Her tongue danced with mine, and before I knew it, my arms were wrapped around her, feeling her slender body melt into me. Our tongues met, fighting for dominance in each other’s mouths, and I felt my vows of matrimony dissolve. I wanted this girl. I NEEDED her. My hands reached down her back, and pulled up her tiny top, our mouths detaching as her perfect little tits came into view.

My eyes grew wide as they feasted on the first new pair of breasts I’d had before me in 15 years. And then, my mouth followed suit. I inhaled her right nipple, as her hands went to my head, guiding me in. Her rock hard bud found my tongue, thicker than my wife’s, as I sucked like a child. When my suction increased, her hands found purchase in my hair and followed suit. Her moans were soft – she obviously didn’t want to draw any attention to what we were doing – but passionate. “Yes, Chad, suck on it…suck my hard nipple! God, it’s been so long…” she moaned, writhing in my lap, her covered pussy grinding against my hardness. Alexis was öğretmen porno practically dry humping me, and even over the mild scent of a fresh workout, I could smell the unmistakable odor of a woman in complete lust.

I looked up at her and smiled, as my tongue danced around her nipple. “Oh…oh fuck…” she said, her hips moving back and forth on me, rubbing against the thick bulge in my slacks. She suddenly stopped, pulled her tit out of my mouth, and stood up. I thought for a moment maybe I’d done something wrong as she glared at me.

“Take it out,” she ordered, as she finished taking off her top. My hands had a mind of their own as she bent over, letting her precious little boobs dangle, so she could take off her tight pants. A very well trimmed pussy came into view, glistening for me to see as she hopped up on my desk, spreading her legs. “Give it to me, baby…give me that…mmm…fucking dick,” she said, rubbing her mound, spreading her juices around for me to see. Two fingers masturbated her pussy in circles, which she then brought up to her mouth, making a show of it for my benefit.

I stood up, and let my pants drop to the floor, but not stepping out – at least part of me, oddly, felt that I should remain in such a state so I could get dressed quickly, if need be. But, my healthy, thick 6-inch cock stood proudly out from my curly pubic mound, pointing right at her. She smiled as her eyes went wide. “God, that looks delicious…but I need to feel it in me…” she said, reaching out to grab my throbbing prick. In 15 years with my wife, I’d never felt as hard. Sure, I’d had cheating fantasies – who hadn’t? – but to actually be doing it? Holy fuck, was I turned on.

Her slender hand guided me into her pussy, jerking me as she pulled. “Come on big boy, give me that married dick…” she said, just as the tip touched her lips. “Ohhhh God…” she moaned as she rubbed it up and down her snatch, not quite letting me fuck her, just teasing the both of us. “God, I want it…I need it…give it to me, baby…fuck me…” she said, still just masturbating the pair of genitals with each other.

I looked at her gorgeous eyes, then down her little breasts, hovering over them, watching them glisten with sweat, and then, finally, to watch myself break my vow. I saw my cock, almost of its own volition, enter her pussy, the head breaking through her entrance, pushing inside her. I felt what cheating actually felt like, both physically and emotionally…and I loved it. My cock, that hadn’t been seen by another woman since the 90s, was penetrating another woman, while I was married. It was the most intense emotional experience as I reveled in my sin, a new world opening before my eyes. One where a nice guy, a married dad, was finally feeling what another woman felt like inside…and wondering who would be next.

She let out a deep, hearty breath as she felt it inside her, obviously getting what she needed. “I…mmm…I haven’t had a man in me since my son was conceived,” she said, as her hands went around my neck, pulling me in closer. Of course, my cock followed suit, inch after inch slowly pushing into her intensely tight vagina. There was no hint of looseness from the body that had left it a year ago. I held onto her tits – surprisingly close to a handful – as I slowly worked my cock in and out of her.

Her nails dug lightly into my flesh on my back. “Don’t…mmm…don’t worry…I won’t leave a mark,” she promised as the biggest smile oral porno I’ve ever seen on a woman flashed across her face. “But please, Chad…fuck me…give me that thick married cock…I need all of it in me…” she said, practically begging, her carefully constructed exterior melting into almost that of a teenager, as her legs wrapped around me, pulling me deeper.

I was too far gone to think about teasing her, to try to expand the moment as long as I could. I had a sexy woman, one who hadn’t even started school by the time I had finished it, begging for more. So I gave it to her. With one healthy thrust, my entire dick was buried inside her. I’m not huge – only about six inches long – but I’m thick. When I am hard, I can’t get my cock inside a toilet paper tube. And all of that thickness was stretching Alexis out, her pussy barely able to accommodate me, but her legs still tightly wound around me. “Oh God, oh fuck, I didn’t know you were that thick…shit…” she cried, as my dick began to hammer her dripping little cunt, a small puddle forming under her ass.

Our eyes locked as my speed increased, my balls slapping against her as I pounded again and again. I usually had pretty good stamina, and could last quite a while, but this entire situation had me so erotically charged I knew I wasn’t long for an orgasm, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to get it up again soon. So, I quickly dropped my hands from her tits, watching her own reach up to cup them, as I brought a finger to her aching, neglected clit. That’s all it took. She opened her mouth, her breathing became faster, as her moans became louder…too loud. I covered her mouth quickly with my hand as she screamed in orgasm, barely muffled enough so as to not see anyone peek their head around the corner. Her eyes met mine, pleading, as the power of her intense orgasm subsided. When the danger had passed (I’d not stopped fucking the entire time) I dropped my hand.

“Pull out…I can’t have another baby,” she said, suddenly returning to reality.

I looked at her and smiled as I continued to pound away, only her words trying to stop me. “I haven’t been able to do that in over a decade,” I said, as I fucked her deeper, letting her feel every inch of me as far into her pussy as I could get.

The realization hit her, and she cooed, “Then do it, Chad. Cum in me. Cum inside my cunt. Give me that married jizz…” she said, caressing my back with her nails. And of course, in the state I was in, I did. That last little bit of dirty talk was all I needed to make my dick erupt inside her glistening cunt, the spurts shooting out hot, hard and strong.

I’d jacked off before, of course. One thing I’ve noticed in all my years of masturbatory experience is that, if I take my time, say, a couple of hours, having cybersex, for instance, then when I finally cum, the release is practically explosive. The jet of jizz will shoot out the tip of my cock, and land on my chest. I’ve even accidentally given myself a facial a time or too. This orgasm inside her silky, tight cunt was even bigger than that. The semen burst out my cock, filling her, letting her feel me explode fully inside her.

I looked at her, down at my cock, and then to her cunt as I pulled out of her. A long stream of cum held off the tip, attached to the cream pie I’d just given her. She reached a finger down to her soaked pussy, and took a big scoop of our mingled juices, and brought it to her lips. “Mmm…I can’t wait to tell Shannon about this…” she said as she savored the unusual beverage, twirling her tongue around her finger. She got up, kissed my cheek, and grabbed her clothes, dressing as she walked away.

What about Shannon? I wondered, as I watched her naked ass go around the corner.

To be continued…probably.

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It was nearly noon by the time we both started to stumble out of bed. Sharon was the first one up and while she made the coffee I shuffled into the shower. My calf was still sore from the hardcore charlie horse I had gotten last night and the hot water was doing it some good. I was almost done when Sharon joined me, so I traded spots with her to give her the better access to the shower head and I helped her soap up her breasts and back…and then her breasts again. There really is nothing quite like the feeling of soapy, firm, full breasts sliding through your hands. Sharon seemed to approve as well. We got out and toweled off and had our coffee with a few bong hits. Soon we were ravenous, but instead of ordering food for the room, we decided to get dressed and go eat at the actual in-lodge restaurant.

We were seated at a table for four since all the tables for two were already full with the lunch crowd. Sharon was studying the menu intently when I saw her glance up and smile at someone over my shoulder. I looked behind me to see Tyler and Maya walking up to our table. They asked if they could join us and Sharon immediately assented and they sat down. The waiter came by with more menus and took our drink order. Tyler gave his menu a cursory glance and set it down.

“We just wanted to say thank you for assisting us last night. I tried to tell Maya that the pool would be locked for safety reasons, but she was sure our key would let us in. 3:30 in the morning really IS the best time for some lap swimming. Mostly because you get the pool to yourself. So again…thanks for helping us get our morning workout in. I would ask how you two managed to get inside, but I know better.”

Sharon favored him with her mischievous smile.

“Trade secrets and all. If we weren’t leaving when you were coming in we could have shared the space. We weren’t using the pool.”

Maya gave us all a mischievous smile of her own.

“No…you two were in the hot tub. The timer on the bubbles hadn’t quite run out by the time we got there. Plus, I’ve been to Colorado enough times to know what that faint smell on the air was.”

Sharon and I shared incredulous looks as if to say ‘what smell?’ but we were both chuckling. Sharon continued in a somewhat quieter tone.

“Well, 3:30 may be the best time for some laps but in MY experience 3 AM is the best time to smoke a jay naked in a hot tub without any squares giving you static.”

THAT got raucous laughter from both Tyler and Maya, and Maya especially gave Sharon a look of feigned shock.

“Y’all were NAKED in the hot tub? How deliciously naughty! Y’all must be some fun people to vacation with!”

Her accent and the continued use of the word y’all led to my next inquiry, and we learned that indeed they were from Texas, but instead of Houston, they hailed from San Antonio. We chatted about sports rivalries and which town had the better breakfast tacos. Our waiter came back and we ordered our food, and continued chatting as we waited for our food to come. The discussion came to a halt when our food arrived as we all dug in, and when plates were finally pushed aside and we all had our fill the waiter came to ask how we wanted to handle the bill and Tyler spoke up.

“This one’s on us, we owe these two at least a meal for their assistance. Charge it to room 223 please.”

The waiter nodded and left. We thanked Tyler for his generosity, which he causally brushed aside.

“It really is the least we could do. I don’t know what your plans are for the day, but Maya and I are going to head into town, walk around and do some shopping. No pressure, but if you would care to join us we would be delighted to have the company.”

I looked over to Sharon, who looked back at me.

“He’s the one who has had plans so far, so I have no idea what is in store for today.”

“Oh, I didn’t tell you? I made plans to encounter another couple last night and charm them into inviting us to join them for a shopping expedition today, so really this is what I had planned all along.”

That settled, we determined that we needed to change into warmer clothing if we were going to brave walking outside so we told Maya and Tyler to meet us in half an hour at our room and we could head out from there. As soon as we were back in the room Sharon was stripping off clothing and went to the room to figure out what she wanted to wear. I was mostly set already so I tidied up the room a bit from the romp we went through last night. Presently there was a knock at our door and I went and let Maya and Tyler in. They ogled the room and looked over at me, and I gave them the short version of how I was supposed to be here with three other friends who all had to back out for one reason or another. Maya asked where Sharon was, and I pointed to our bedroom and told her that she was still working on what to wear. Maya walked straight over, tapped on the door and Sharon ushered her in. Tyler came and sat with me on the couch and he started to admire The Gorgon. I asked if he would like to partake, and he gave an enthusiastic nod. We could hear giggling coming from behind the bedroom door.

“Hey Sharon! Maya! You want us to wait for you or should we spark it up?”

“Wait xnxx for us! We’re nearly done!”

I prepared the bowl and ground up some extra weed to have a supply ready to go for refills. Tyler looked over the various brands of weed available and we talked bud as the girls finished getting ready. ‘Nearly done’ turned out to be another ten minutes of waiting interspersed with Tyler and I sharing curious glances to the room when more fits of giggling burst out from behind the closed door. When they finally emerged, both Sharon and Maya were red-faced from giggling and were walking arm-in-arm, already the best of friends. Sharon was wearing a long sleeved black top with a plunging neckline, black leggings tucked into knee high boots. If you asked me it looked like she had changed into something that was less warm than she had on before, but it WAS decidedly better looking on her. Maya sat on the couch next to Tyler, while Sharon grabbed The Gorgon and plopped into my lap in the chair across from them. She subtly wiggled her butt against my crotch as she bent over to grab the lighter and went to spark up the bong, then paused.

“Where are my manners? Here, guests first.”

She handed the bong to Maya who sat up straight and with perfect posture took a nice healthy rip, promptly started coughing, and handed The Gorgon to Tyler, who did the same thing. We waited for them to recover before taking hits of our own but having some experience on The Gorgon already we both managed to hold our hits in without our lungs protesting. Tyler especially was impressed.

“Fuck ME! This thing kicks like a mule! Why aren’t you two dead like us?”

Sharon smiled as she leaned over to reload the bong, once again making sure to tease my cock with her ass, and I imagine Tyler was getting quite a good view of her cleavage as well. Maya certainly was not shy about looking and when she noticed I had caught her at it, she just smiled and bit her lower lip, flushing slightly at the cheeks. She was a strikingly beautiful woman about a foot and a half taller than Sharon with long flowing dark hair that went down to the middle of her back, a skin tone which was a warm brown and hinted at some Hispanic heritage with a figure that was athletic and shapely. I had noted her legs the previous night when she was just clad in her swimsuit, but today her outfit accentuated all her curves, and while she wasn’t as boobalicious as Sharon, neither was she having any trouble filling out the neckline of the flowery top she had on. Tyler was built like a linebacker, tall and muscular, with sandy brown hair and blue eyes. I imagined he could throw all three of us onto his shoulders and walk about with no problems at all. Sharon told the story of how The Gorgon got its name as we passed it around once more, and then we all went down and got into a car to go into town.

Tyler, easily being the largest of us sat up front, while Sharon, Maya, and I shared the back seat with Sharon in the middle. We learned that they were here to celebrate their fifth wedding anniversary, and since they met here in Colorado that is where they wanted to come. I gave a slightly edited version of how Sharon and I met on the plane here and how it worked out that we were staying at the same lodge, and since my other friends bailed on me it meant we could have that whole room to ourselves. Maya was shocked to learn that we were in the infancy of our relationship.

“You two look so comfortable together! I can’t believe you just met a few days ago. I would have pegged you for having been together a LOT longer.”

Sharon did most of the talking for us and explained how she got a good read on me early and decided I was a worthy paramour. Then she leaned over and whispered conspiratorially into Maya’s ear, just loud enough that I could make it out.

“It helps that he has the biggest cock I’ve ever seen outside of a porn film.”

Maya gasped and fluttered her hand in front of her chest in feigned shock, but looked over at me and gave me an appraising look up and down, which led to both of them erupting into a fit of girl giggles. Tyler turned to look at them, then shot me a quizzical look. I shrugged.

“We’ve got a pair of gigglers Tyler. What are we gonna do?”

“I guess we’re gonna take em shopping and see what kind of trouble they can get us all into.”

“The very best kind Tyler. The very best kind.”

It was OUR turn to share a hearty laugh, and just when we all had ourselves back in control our driver pulled in and announced that we were at our destination. I can’t imagine what he thought of us, but I doubted we were the most outrageous people ever to grace his vehicle. It was nearly two in the afternoon as we started our shopping expedition, and that began with a little boutique that specialized in vintage clothing. Tyler and I spent about five minutes looking at what was available for men, but for the most part we settled into what I would soon discover would be primarily what we did that day, marvel at the powerhouse shopping duo that was Maya and Sharon. They were a whirlwind of activity, flowing from rack to rack, gathering up armfuls of clothing and then disappearing into fitting rooms together. Occasionally one or the bakire porno other would come out to show us something they had found that they particularly liked, but mainly it was just Tyler and I talking about basketball and overhearing them giggle and gasp at what the other was wearing. After a while they would come back out with a few items that had made the cut, and then we would check out and head to the next shop down.

Tyler and I shared quite a few interests so we were able to keep our conversation going easily while waiting on our respective women. As soon as we were done in one shop, Maya already knew where we would be going next. It wasn’t as cold as it had been the last few days, but every time we left the warmth of one shop to walk to the next it meant that both girls had to live with their fashion choices. As they had both decided that cleavage was to reign supreme on this fine day, Tyler and I were treated to seeing their nipples perk up in the chill air and poke jauntily through their tops. If we hadn’t both already noticed this particular phenomenon, both Sharon and Maya would occasionally turn around as we moved from one shop to the other and make a crack about how chilly it was out here, or ‘did you feel that stiff breeze?’ I was beginning to think they were having way more fun than we were.

We ate dinner at a nice little bistro downtown, and the girls huddled close together after we ate and were looking on their phones to find our next destination. It was starting to get dark, and that meant it was getting even colder. My shopping stamina was pretty much spent, but as the girls promised that this would be the last stop, I looked over at Tyler, who seemed to also be at the end of his rope, and we shrugged and acquiesced to their pleas for one more store. We stepped out into the brisk evening, and I was regretting not taking my heavier coat. The girls were huddled together to stay warm and set a brisk pace. We took turn after turn until finally we came to a place that I can best describe as a ‘specialty’ store. The specialty being lingerie. Not the Victoria’s secret ‘I want to be cute and flirty’ kind of lingerie, the ‘tie me up and ravage me’ kind of lingerie. The girls turned and both shot us their best devilish grins as we went inside, where we found lingerie of the most raunchy variety, some that barely could classify as actual garments. There was also a wide assortment of sex toys and a wall devoted to porno dvd’s. If I thought the girls were a whirlwind before, now they were a hurricane of activity, grabbing one of everything in their size and then when their arms could scarcely hold any more lacy, gauzy, silky, or sheer material they marched in lockstep back to the changing rooms, and Tyler and I watched as they went into the same one. I looked over to Tyler.

“I think we may be in more trouble than we realize.”

“I think you may be right. I’ve seen Maya crush on women before, but never this hard this fast. I don’t mean to be indelicate, after all we’ve known each other less than a day, but if I know my wife, she has already decided that we are going to do some hardcore partying tonight. And if this is our last stop before we head back to the lodge…well…I’ll just let you make up your own mind about what that means. All I’m gonna say is that I’m not the jealous type, so whatever these ladies have planned, it won’t bother me one bit.”

With that he turned and started perusing the wall of sex toys, leaving me to my thoughts. I had been a ‘one on one’ sort of guy my whole life. Every man has the fantasy about being in bed with multiple women, but it wasn’t one I had ever pursued with any of my previous girlfriends. I decided that I would go with the flow, and it wouldn’t be me who ruined a good time for everyone else. If at any point I really felt uncomfortable, I was reasonably sure that the others wouldn’t force me into anything I didn’t want to be a part of. Along with the giggles coming from the dressing room, which I was used to at this point, there was a fair amount of ‘ooohs and aaaahs’ thrown in the mix. Tyler had picked out a pair of vibrators and was taking it up to the counter when the girls reappeared, shockingly, empty handed. They told us to call for the ride home and after that to go to the back of the store until they told us we could come out. They didn’t want us to peek and see what they had decided to purchase.

Tyler handed the two buzzy toys to Maya and told her to add this to her list, then pulled her into his arms and kissed her intensely, grabbing her ass with both hands and giving it a hard squeeze. Sharon looked at me as if to inquire if I had any similar items to add to the cart, but I hadn’t really gotten that far in my notions of how the night might progress so I kind of just stood there looking dumb. She reached up and grabbed ahold of my collar and pulled me down, stood on her tiptoes and kissed me. The impish smile and twinkle in her eyes were already enough to get me aroused, but she decided to give my crotch a little squeeze anyway.

“You good with all this Mike?”

“Will you think less of me if I have to sit out?”

“Not one bit. You think up a safe word for if things get too bedava porno wild for you and if you need to use it, you use it. But I have a feeling you aren’t going to want to. I MAY have let slip to Maya the exact dimensions of your cock. She MAY be interested in getting a firsthand look. Tyler MAY have already seen where this road leads and it is one he is familiar with and comfortable with. But nobody is going to be mad if you don’t want to participate.”

“Is it weird that I haven’t done anything like this before?”

“Nope. It’s pretty new for me too. There was one time at Coachella, but that was a whole thing. Again, if you get freaked out, just put the brakes on. The train may not stop for everyone, but we’ll make sure you get off safe.”

“Ok.”

“Ok. And Mike…thanks for being honest about your feelings. That means a lot to me. Most dudes in your position wouldn’t hesitate to plow ahead despite what they may be feeling. The fact that you are in tune with yourself is sexy.”

She kissed me one more time then caught up with Maya going back to the dressing room. Before they went back in they turned back to us and reminded us that we were supposed to be looking the other way. We dutifully turned our back to them and stared at the wall of porn videos until we heard the ‘all clear’ and saw that Sharon and Maya were done with their purchases and each had two more bags to add to the collection we were already carrying from our previous shopping stops. The car pulled up shortly afterwards and after we stowed the bags in the trunk Tyler once again claimed shotgun, and I opened the door for Sharon, thinking she would be riding in the middle as she had on the way up. Instead she shoved me into the car where Maya was already waiting, climbed in after me and shut the door. Maya favored me with a sultry smile that left little to the imagination as to the exact nature of what sort of partying we would be engaging in once we got back to the lodge. Sharon slid a hand up my thigh as the car started off, and Tyler looked back at the three of us, got a ‘thumbs up’ from Maya, then one from Sharon as well, and turned back around. He waited a beat, then started to engage the driver, animatedly asking him questions about everything from sports to politics to hairstyles. Once it was clear that the driver was fully engaged with the conversation Sharon took my hand in hers and put it on her thigh and slowly started to slide my hand up the clinging black tights she had on until I was rubbing between her legs. She pressed herself close to me and got up on her knees so she could whisper in my ear.

“You’re not gonna believe the sexy things we got to show you. Just trying them on got me all wet. Can you feel how wet I am already? And guess what…I’m not the only one…”

Sharon nodded over to where Maya was watching with an intense and hungry look and took my other hand and put it on Maya’s thigh, then took Maya’s hand and placed it on top of mine. Maya slightly spread her legs, and slowly started to slide my hand just as Sharon had. Soon both my hands were occupied by stroking between the legs of the women sharing the backseat with me. Maya also nuzzled close to me and Sharon started to kiss my neck as Maya introduced me to her own special spicy version of smutty talk. It was a unique experience of having two women purring like hungry sex kittens into my ears, each one telling me how horny they were and how much they were both looking forward to showing me what they had bought. Sharon tugged my hand free from between her legs and then pulled at the waistband of her tights, easing my hand inside so that there was no barrier between her pussy and my fingers. As soon as my fingers started to probe her silky wet folds she started panting into my ear and softly moaning. Maya followed Sharon’s lead a moment later, guiding my hand inside her leggings. I felt a soft tuft of pubic hair before my wandering fingers found her womanhood. As I started to rub my finger against her clit Maya took my ear in her mouth and nibbled the end. A moment later both women put their now free hands onto my thighs. I ‘dress left’ so it was Maya’s hand that first discovered my shaft and she whispered her delight into my ear.

“Oh my GOD! She told me you had a monster down here but I thought she was exaggerating just to stroke your ego…but fucking hell!”

She wrapped her hand around the bulge in my pants and Sharon unzipped my fly and reached inside to try and pull my cock free, but that wasn’t going to work. At my full size its just too big to slip out of these particular pants like that, and after they each tried to tug it free Maya figured it out and went to undo my belt, but by that time we were pulling in to the entrance of the lodge and as much as I wanted the experience to continue, I did NOT want the fantastic job Tyler had done distracting the driver to be ruined at the last minute, so I reluctantly removed my hands from the two soaking wet pussies I had been teasing, and hurriedly zipped my pants back up, despite the whispered protests of the two vixens sharing the back seat with me. Half a second later the car pulled to a stop and we quickly climbed out and started to head inside. It was the driver who reminded us that we still had all our shopping purchases still in the trunk, so Tyler and I went back to get the bags while the women hurried inside, once again huddled together to stay warm in the short trip from car to the inside of the lodge.

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