Great Loop Ch. 13

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This set of stories are meant to be read as chapters in a book. If you haven’t read the previous chapters of the Great Loop, I recommend you do to better understand the characters.

All characters are fictional. Obviously, many of the place locations are real.

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Dawn found me waking to Jill tickling my balls and watching my face as she did. She had a beautiful smile and her green eyes were sparkling.

“Good morning lover. Does that feel good? Your cock thinks so. How about I return last nights pleasure this morning?”

With that she rolled over on top of me and sank down on my cock and pressed her boobs to my face. I started suckling as she started riding. It wasn’t long before she sat up straight and started rubbing her clit as I massaged her nipples. A few minutes of that and we both came together with quiet groans of pleasure. I pulled her to me and gave her a hard kiss and held her close for a few minutes. She responded by snuggling into me and we just laid together.

Finally I said, “Thank you. That’s a great way to start the day and it looks like it’s going to be a great day. How do you feel about going to both North and South Manitou Islands and doing a little hiking?”

“Your welcome. I enjoyed it as much as you did. I’d love to hike the islands. I’ve never done it before. We should probably get going then.”

We scrambled out of bed, dressed, ate some breakfast, pulled our lines and made ready to leave. All together it took us about an hour to get under way. It didn’t take long to get to North Manitou Island. After securing the boat, we picked up a map at the Ranger Station and figured out what trail we could walk and be back at the boat around noon. It was a pleasant day with warm temperatures. Jill wore a pair of tight shorts and I admired her ass as I walked behind her. She must have sensed I was looking because she seemed to exaggerate her wiggle. A couple of times she looked over her shoulder to make sure I was watching.

The trail took us past the village campground, the Paul Maleski Place, down a ridge then to the Bennon’s Place, thru an apple orchard and back to the village. We met other hikers and some back packers as well as day tourist like ourselves. When we got back to the village we were both sweating and sucked down a lot of water.

Next we moved to South Manitou Island which is 3 miles south. Even though South Manitou Island is smaller than the northern island, it does have a paved road. We hiked to the light house and then to a grove of Old Growth Cedar trees. On the way, we passed a couple of boat wrecks near the shore. Once again, I was reminded of the Mariners Church in Detroit and the power of the Great Lakes.

We got back to Second Chance just at dusk and decided to spend the night in the harbor. While I was getting the anchor set, Jill called Edith and told her about our day. I fixed us a drink and we talked about the day. It got dark quickly and soon the stars were coming out. Jill said, “Lets lay on the deck and I can show you constellations and tell you about stars and how early mariners used them for navigation.”

“I read an article about celestial navigation once and thought I would like to take a class, but never did. Maybe I will over the winter if I can find one.”

“Come here, lay down and let me put my head on your stomach.”

Jill then proceeded to spend the next two hours showing me constellations, the Milky Way, and explained the movement of the stars relative to earth. She seemed to be very knowledgable about the stars. I asked, “How old were you when you started going to the planetarium?”

“I was either 4 or 5 the first time my dad took me. They were having a show for kids showing how Santa went around the world in one night. My dad and I would go about once a month. I still go, but not as frequently, just when they are having a presentation that I haven’t seen before.”

At this point both of us were sleepy. Jill said, “Get us a couple of blankets and we can sleep under the stars!”

We crawled under the blankets and with pillows under our heads, she curled up tight to me, rubbed my cock thru my pants and said, “We’ll deal with those desires tomorrow morning.” and stifled a yawn. Some time during the night, we got cold and moved inside to my bed.

The morning found me teasing her nipples. As she woke up, a smile came across her face and then a MMMMMMMMMM as she pulled the blankets up to her chin. My hand moved down her body and in a short while, she had a small orgasm. “I like the way you start my day!”

“I could use a cup of coffee. How bout you?”

“In bed please!”

I also served her breakfast in bed, but warned her that it was going to cost her.

“I don’t have any money kind Sir, maybe I can pay you another way tonight?”

I just broke up laughing.

After breakfast, we weighed anchor and started moving south. I would need to get fuel, fresh water and pump our my waste water tanks. We ended up staying near Manistee, Michigan where I was able to do it all. We spent Antep Bayan Escort the night there and found a nice little restaurant where we had dinner. That night, after Jill called Edith, was an active night. After undressing each other, we tried every position we could think of or imagine. I ate her pussy, she sucked my cock, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, legs over shoulders, on all fours, leaning against the wall, bent over the bed, laying on our sides and standing with her leg on my shoulder. She came multiple times and when I finally exploded in her we were both on the verge of passing out.

As we lay on the bed, she spooned back into me, pulled my arm around her and placed it on her boob, wiggled her ass against my cock and said, “I like sleeping like this!” and wiggled again.

The next morning after we got under way, Jill was sitting with me on the bridge and I asked her, “Whose BJ?”

“Oh, that’s my girl friend and room mate. She moved in with me to help with the house payment after my boy friend left. We each have our own room, but we share the bathroom. She is an accountant and sometimes works from home, so she has a small area on the main floor to use as an office. It works for us. That reminds me, I’ve got to take a picture of you and send it to her. She wants to see this hot stud that I’ve been telling her about.”

With that, she told me to smile and snapped a picture with her phone and immediately texted it off to BJ. A text came back with a smiley face saying, “I can’t wait to meet him!! When will you be back in Chicago?”

Jill texted back, “Not sure, in a few days. Will let you know when we make that our next Port-of-Call.”

We spent the night near Ludington and then continued south. There were a lot of fishing boats working near river mouths all day. Near the mouth of the Pere Marquette river, it was particularly crowded, as was the mouth of the Muskegon and Grand rivers. When we got to Grand Haven, the weather got bad again and we were tied to the dock for three days. We wandered around town the first day, checking out bars and restaurants and seeing what was there. The second day we met and talked to a couple of captains of charter boats and learned about the fishing. By the third day, we were ready to move on. Guess we were getting cabin fever. The next night, we stayed in Saugatuck before moving on to South Haven.

In South Haven, we rented a room, took a long hot shower together and enjoyed soaping each others body, washing backs and fronts, which led to a nice evening of sex. This was just a nice slow enjoy the touch type of sex. Each time we had made love, it was different. I was enjoying that. While in South Haven, we did laundry, Jill got her hair trimmed and I got a hair cut.

The next day saw us moving south again to the Bridgman area. I pumped out the waste water tanks, topped off water tanks, and got fuel. Our next stop was Chicago. I think Jill was excited about getting home, seeing BJ and other friends. She spent the whole day on the bridge with me looking at the horizon with a pair of binoculars. When the Chicago skyline came into sight she let out a hell of a whoop and got on her phone. We motored past Navy Pier, found our marina and slip, and tied up. As I was shutting down the boat a young woman was running down the dock. Jill stepped off the boat and they hugged and kissed.

“Jim, this is BJ. BJ, this is Jim.”

I put out my hand to shake hers but she pushed it aside and gave me a hot kiss. “After all Jill has told me about you, I had to at least give you a kiss.”

“Er, nice to meet you finally. Jill has told me a lot about you.”

“Jill, do you want some help with your bags. I have to go to the office to make arrangements for the winter, so I’ll spend the night on the boat and perhaps we can get together tomorrow for lunch or dinner, with BJ of course.”

“No, we’ll wait for you. You’re spending the night at the house and every night after that until you have to fly out.”

“OK, great, thank you.”

At the office, I made final arrangements for storage and maintenance. They were going to pull the boat, drain the water and waste tanks, anti-freeze in the toilet, stabilizer in the fuel tank, basically winterize it and then in the spring a list of maintenance items that I gave the yard manager. They wanted all my personal items off the boat in the next two days so they could pull it and block it.

Back at the boat, I pulled together some clothes and things and we headed for the car. BJ and Jill were still talking almost non-stop so I kinda tuned them out and watched the scenery as BJ drove us to the house. I didn’t miss the highways, traffic, noise and pace of a big city and I was going to be living with it for 5 or 6 months. I really wasn’t looking forward to it.

At the house, I was shown where I would be sleeping, with Jill, and then got a general tour of the place. Jill asked BJ, “What’s for dinner.”

“I ordered Chicago Pizza. Do you like Chicago Pizza Jim?”

“Never had it, but pizza sounds good. Is there a liquor store nearby so I can get some bourbon.”

“Not a problem. Jill told me you drank bourbon, so we have a couple of bottles. Makers Mark, Buffalo Trace, and Eagle Rare. Are those ok?”

“Decisions, decisions.” I said with a laugh.

While we waited for the pizza, we talked. Jill said, “I want you to introduce your friends to BJ after dinner. She didn’t believe the text I sent her about you and them.”

“Ok, I know most of Jills background, what do you do?”

“I’m an accountant and work for a small firm that does the books, accounting, and taxes for about 50 small businesses. Many are about the same size as yours.”

“How’d you know about my company?”

“The internet of course. When Jill texted me about you, I went on line to check you out. You have done very well for yourself. I also learned that you had no liens against you, not wanted by the police, never arrested, etc. I sent back a text to Jill saying,”AAA+” so she would know that you were all right to date.”

About that time, the pizza arrived so we focused on eating. I like Chicago pizza!

After dinner, BJ said, “All right. Get your computer so I can met all these friends that Jill says you’ve made since May.”

I opened the computer and started the slide show. BJ sat next to me and Jill leaned against my back and looked over my shoulder. As I told the stories of my ‘friends’ Jill started to rub her boobs around my back and neck. I think I was making her horny. When I finished BJ said, “WOW, that is quite the story and some interesting ‘friends’. Is it really true that you don’t mind two girls together and you don’t get upset if your date or partner is having sex with someone else with you watching?”

“No, if my partner or date is receiving pleasure, then I’m really happy for her. It’s also true that she has to be tolerant of me giving and receiving pleasure while she is being pleasured or watching me.”

“Oh, I hadn’t thought about that. Guess what’s good for the goose is good for the gander.”

Jill jumped in and said, “Ok, enough talk, I want some action. Jim, I want to watch you undress and make love to BJ just like you did me the first time on the boat. I will probably join in at some point. Let’s go to my room.”

We all stood up but instead of going to Jills room, I pulled BJ into my arms and planted a tongue sharing kiss on her lips, moved my hand to her neck and started the seduction right in the kitchen. BJ just melted into my arms. Jill turned around and watched us for a second before pulling her shirt off and undoing her bra. Remembering Holly’s lessons, I slowly undressed both BJ and myself. At one point, BJ turned and pulled Jill into a tongue dance and whispered, “Play with my tits.”

As they continued to kiss and play with each others tits, I stepped up to both and started rubbing the cheeks of their asses. My very hard cock was wedged between them. When they separated, BJ said, “Now lets get to your bedroom, I’m fucking horny and want both of you.” In bed, Jill and BJ went straight to a 69 position. As they did, I inserted a couple of fingers in BJ’s pussy. As both Jill and BJ were becoming more and more vocal and their legs started shaking, it was obvious that both were approaching an orgasm. After they came, I rolled Jill off BJ, started kissing BJ and then moved down her body. Now my tongue was on her clit and my fingers found her G-spot. She had another orgasm. While she was still riding that high, I slipped into her with her legs over my shoulders and started stroking her. Jill started sucking on BJ’s nipples. As we worked on getting her on the orgasm express, I watched her eyes. Her mouth was emitting a steady MMMMMMMMMMMM. When she went over the top, I went with her and then she passed out. Jill started to panic, but I got her calmed down and said, “Watch”.

BJ’s eyes started to flutter and then opened, but she still wasn’t really seeing anything. I told Jill to hold her tight because she might not understand what had happened and might panic. As she came back to reality, a huge smile appeared on her face, she hugged Jill tight and began kissing her before turning to me and pulling me into a fierce hug.

“Jill, Jim, never, ever, have I experienced anything even remotely close to what you two just did to me. Fuck, I’m still flying and to think you had him all to yourself for the past 10 days, it’s not fair.”

Jill and I laughed and I said, “Not every time is like this, but it makes for a good introduction!”

“Did you do this to all your ‘friends’ too?”

“No, not all of them. I’ve got other tricks up my sleeve.”

Both Jill and BJ looked at me and almost simultaneously said, “Like what?”

“Oh, you’ll find out when the time is right.”

Together they attacked me and I ended up taking Jill for an orgasmic ride with me. She didn’t pass out though.

The next morning, Jill borrowed BJ’s car and drove me back to the boat. We took all the bedding, books, clothing, charts, and anything else that was personal. I informed the office that I was done with the boat and it was theirs until next April. I’d call them with a more specific date in March.

Back at the house we did laundry and packed stuff in some tubs I had bought.

“Now I need to find a place to store most of this until next spring.”

“Why not just store it here. I’ve lots of room in the basement, the basement is dry and everything will be on shelves.”

“Seriously, you’d do that for me. We’ve only known each other for about 2 weeks.”

“But what a two weeks it’s been. Of course I’m serious.”

“Great, thank you.”

When BJ got home from work, she asked Jill, “Hey one of the guys at work is selling a 3 year old Civic with only 40000 miles on it. You interested?”

“Can I see it first?”

“Sure, you can take me to work and check it out. When do you have to start work at the club?”

“I’ll go in tomorrow after checking out the Civic and get my calendar started, but I’ll probably have to start in a couple of days. Sorry Jim.”

“Not a problem, I’ve got some things to work on from here if I can get the password for your network.”

That night, the girls put on a beautiful display of loving and pleasure that showed me a few things about how to pleasure a woman. Then they turned to me and made sure I’d sleep well that night. They were both gone when I woke up the next morning.

Later that afternoon, both girls came in together. Jill said, “I bought the car.” I said, “How about I take you two out for dinner tonight? You pick the place.” That brought a bunch of excited squeals and chatter about where to go, what to wear, their hair, etc. After showers, all three of us together, we climbed into BJ’s car and were off.

I had to ask, “BJ, how’d you get your name?”

“My name is Betty Joe. I’m named after my aunt and my dad. It wasn’t long before everyone was calling me BJ. As you can imagine, I was the butt of a lot of jokes in school before I realized what it meant. By then, I didn’t care. I’ve heard every joke you can imagine and probably a few that you can’t. People at work are very careful because they know that I’d slap them with a law suit if things got out of line. My boss even had a meeting to remind everyone that erotica and porn are best kept away from the office or there would be appropriate staff reductions. He wants a very professional office. That’s partly why I work there, that and a great salary! However, when we get home to night, I’m going to live up to my name and Jill and I are going to give you a BJ!”

I laughed. Dinner was at a Greek restaurant. The food and wine were outstanding.

Back at the house, we were barely in the door before BJ was trying to open my pants while Jill was unzipping BJ’s dress. Her dress came off easier than my pants, but we managed to get as far as the hall before all of us were naked. BJ dropped to her knees and engulfed my cock. Jill joined her and engulfed my balls. It was exquisite. I just leaned against the wall and enjoyed the experience. After I filled BJ’s mouth with my cum, the two of them went at each other. By this time, we had made it to the bedroom. The two of them proceeded to please each other and when they finished, we all fell asleep.

I had a few days before I had to leave for Long Island so Jill arranged her schedule to spend those days with me. She picked up her car and we went to the lake front. First I checked on the boat and it was out of the water and on jacks. I walked around the hull checking for any damage but didn’t find any. After lunch we went to the Museum of Science and Industry. We went down in a coal mine and saw how they mine coal and then toured a German U-boat. I had to be careful because I was too tall to be a submariner. I bumped my head more than once. We had a great time and stopped to eat on our way back to Jills. When we got to the house, BJ still wasn’t home from work. Jill said that was usual because BJ puts in a lot of hours. Sometimes she didn’t get home to after 10 o’clock. We heard BJ come in, but she went straight to her room. Jill and I slept spooned together.

The next day we toured the Art Institute of Chicago and then Jill took me to the planetarium and gave me a tour. Everyone there seemed to know her and she introduced me to most of the staff. I got to attend an hour long presentation that they were working on so I could see how it worked. It was fascinating.

I had one more day before I flew out so Jill and I spent the day together at her house. We didn’t bother to wear clothes and it seemed that we had non stop sex the entire day. Any where, any time, any way seemed to be the motto of the day. We ordered another Chicago Pizza for dinner and BJ got home about 7 o’clock, stripped and joined us. I pleasured each girl individually and then together. It seemed that each girl wanted to watch as I fucked the other one. I ate pussy, sucked tits, chewed nipples, and as it got later, I bent each one over the table and took them from behind. As they approached their orgasm, I pushed a finger up each ones ass and sent them to the stars. Both asked, “Is that one of those tricks you have up your sleeve?” “Yup, and there are more!”

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It was Valentine’s Day weekend and my wife and I had made plans to meet a couple that I had been exchanging emails with. We had recently begun visiting a new adult couple club about twenty minutes from our home. It was a nice club with two levels and adjacent to a major hotel chain. I had my wife wear a gold sheer lace blouse without anything on underneath and a pair of loose fitting black slacks and no underwear. She was looking gorgeous as usual. The blouse was covered with some embroidery and rhinestones but her naked breasts were plainly visible underneath.

When we arrived at the club I quickly noticed the other couple standing near the bar. They were an attractive couple and she was wearing a very sexy black mini-dress. Rob and I made the introductions and the girls were soon chatting away like to old friends. The night was progressing very nicely and we soon moved downstairs to the lounge area of the club. The lounge was away from the dance floor and loud music and it allowed us to talk without screaming. The lounge was also an area where couple went to play alone or with other couples. This was “off-premise club” but some of the couple played, as it was an “on-premise” establishment. My wife and I had been to the lounge before, and she usually ended up totally naked while I kissed and fondled her.

I am very lucky… I absolutely love to have her get naked in public places especially when she can and will be seen by others; she is quite the exhibitionist and almost always indulges me in my requests. After a round of drinks and some small talk we all went back upstairs and the girls started to dance with each other, Donna and my wife continued Bayan Escort Gaziantep to dance while Rob and I continued talking. Rob told me that Donna made it perfectly clear to him that she found my wife to be attractive and she wanted to be with her. Rob asked me what I thought and I told him that I never make that decision for my wife and it would be her call, and that I would “cool” with what ever she decided. I also told him that my wife had only one prior experience with another woman and it was a brief encounter at another club. After some more dancing and another round of drinks we went back downstairs to the lounge.

While we were all talking and sharing a few laughs I could not help but to notice that Donna could not keep her eyes off of my wife. I then decided that I would slowly begin to undo some of the buttons on my wife’s blouse. I took a very slow and deliberate pace and unbuttoned all but two of the buttons… that was all that was left before her breasts would be bared for Donna and Rob to see. My wife looked up at me as to say “what are you doing” I looked at her shrugged my shoulders and stated “What?” She just looked and smiled and then continued talking with Donna, as I began to play with one of her nipples. Donna’s eyes became fixated on my hand and she lost her train of thought. I then decided it was time to undo the two remaining buttons and open her blouse up so both breasts and nipples were clearly visible. Rob called Donna over to his side of the table and whispered something into her ear. She then sat near my wife again and ever so slowly began to massage one of my wife’s breasts and play with her nipple. My wife looked at me and I told her to go only as far as she is comfortable. She said okay and sat back a little in her chair. I had her open her blouse more so Rob could get a good view of both her breasts.

After a few minutes of playing with my wife’s breasts Donna leaned over and asked my wife if it would be okay for her to suck on her nipples. Almost immediately my wife again looked to me for approval, and I said yes but only if she removed her blouse completely and then would suck on Donna’s nipples. She agreed and Donna quickly began to lick and suck on my wife’s breasts and nipples. I could see that some of the other couples now began to watch the girls.

After a while my wife had Donna stand up and had her expose her breasts so she could lick and suck on them. This was so cool since I had never seen my wife lick and suck on another woman’s tits. Donna began to enjoy it and within a matter of a few minutes both girls began embracing and kissing. Donna had my wife stand up and she pulled her slacks down only to be pleasantly surprised that she was not wearing any panties. Now here was my wife standing inside a club, completely naked, and having this woman that she just met a few hours ago touch, caress, lick and kiss her body. My wife sat back in the chair and Donna dropped to her knees and began to lick my wife’s inner thighs and pussy. I told my wife that Rob and I wanted to watch her and Donna, and that she should show Rob and I see her moist pussy. She did not hesitate to oblige our requests and she positioned her chair so we could watch Donna lick her pussy, but before Donna was allowed to do so, she spread her legs and began to finger her slit for Rob and I to see. This continued for a little bit and soon Donna was completely nude as well. Rob then suggested that we all retire to the room that they had rented for the evening and the girls could continue on there. We all agreed and went to their room.

When we arrived at the room the girls were naked on the bed within minutes. They began by kissing and touching one and another. Donna then got out a small vibrator and they took turns on using it on each other. Rob and I sat back and watched as both of them used the vibrator and fucked the other’s pussy. It was the fist time my wife had ever licked another woman’s pussy and she was a “natural” she used her tongue and fingers like a seasoned veteran. After about twenty minutes the girls called Rob and I over and we then began to play with our own wives. Rob entered Donna doggie style while she was licking my wife’s pussy. My wife was sucking my cock and rubbing her pussy as Donna licked it. We switched positions and eventually all came. It was time for us to leave so I had my wife merely put on her long coat and I would carry her clothes for her. She readily complied and we all said good-bye until we meet again.

As soon as we got into the car my wife opened her coat and began caressing her body and playing with her pussy, all the while talking about Donna and how well she ate my wife’s pussy. While we were stopped at a light an SUV pulled along side of our car and the driver was able to see my wife’s naked body. She looked over at him and smiled then opened her legs a little more so he could get a good view of her pussy as she stroked her lips. When the light turned green he continued driving along side of our car for about a mile until he had to turn. I could not wait to get her home and ravage her sexy body.

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It had been a long, difficult period of time for April and her husband Jack. They had endured some tumultuous situations that had nearly ended their marriage. Now, with their anniversary only a week away, things were finally beginning to look up.

Jack had recently received a substantial pay increase, which had alleviated some of their financial concerns. But it hadn’t really been their finances that had caused them most of their problems; it had been their overall relationship.

April still loved her husband. And she was certain that he was still very much in love with her as well, but the fact they hadn’t really been intimate with one another in quite some time now was beginning to wear on April emotionally. As was natural for her to do, she began entertaining fantasies. Nothing she would ever act on, but thoughts that she began daydreaming about, wondering.

Somewhat to her surprise, a few days later they were laying in bed together having made love for the first time in weeks. Although it had been satisfying, certainly needed, that ‘edge’ was still there, telling April that the hoped for excitement had been slightly less than she’d wanted to experience after all this time.

She and Jack often talked afterwards. One of the things April had missed and enjoyed whenever they’d finished making love. Often, their pillow talk turned sexy, leading them into a continuation of their coupling.

“You know April, our 11th anniversary is coming up in a few weeks,” Jack began.

April wasn’t surprised that he remembered, he was always good about remembering their anniversary, birth dates and special occasions. But she could tell by the tone of voice he was using that this was leading up to something, making her even more curious as to what it was.

“Yes it is,” she replied simply, waiting on him.

“Well…I want to do something special for you this time. Really special.”

“Like what?” she asked, surprised when Jack reached over beginning to stroke, teasing her nipple with the tip of his finger as he did.

“You once told me you had a really special fantasy.”

April remembered. It had been another one of those rare, really sensual erotic evenings when they had discussed fantasies with one another. April had been surprised at herself that she’d been bold enough to even tell Jack about one of them. Even more shocked when he pressed her for specific details regarding it, something which had led to a very intense evening of very satisfying sex between them.

For a second, April wondered if Jack was simply trying to recreate that particular evening, until that is…she remembered his statement.

“Where’s this leading Jack?”

Jack slid his hand down to April’s bare pussy. Coincidentally, she had just shaved it this morning in anticipation of this evening together. Jack had hinted just before leaving for work that he was interested in having one of their special nights together. And, April knew that Jack liked seeing her that way whenever they did.

Jack was grinning at her, leering actually as he continued to run his finger between the folds of her well lubricated slit.

“I want you to actually experience one of your fantasies,” he told her seriously. “Something you’d never dream of actually doing. That’s what I want to give you for your anniversary present!”

“You’re not serious!”

Jack slid his finger deep inside her pussy holding it there, though tickling the inside of her femininity with a playful urgency.

“Very serious. I really do want you to name anything you’ve ever imagined, and then I want you to actually experience it.”

“Listen Jack. Talking about it, even thinking about it is one thing. Actually doing something like that is entirely something else.”

“I know. It’s the something else that I want to give you! A one time only thing, but something you can have to enjoy, and like I said, actually experience and remember for the rest of your life!”

April was genuinely shocked. Their pillow talk, if that what it really was, had gone well beyond anything they had ever discussed, even teased one another about before. She was almost sure that’s all this really was. Jack was teasing her, testing her even to see just how far she was really willing to take this in going along with his improbable request.

“I suppose you have someone else in mind?” she asked.

When they’d discussed the fantasy of having a threesome previously, Jack had mentioned one of his buddies from work that had had more than a flirtatious interest in her. But it was because of that very reason, as Jack and Mark worked together that April knew her husband wasn’t really serious about it. She couldn’t imagine the two of them ever being able to work around one another afterwards without constantly thinking about it, or worse…discussing it.

“No…but maybe you might think of someone you’d like to actually join us,” he told her.

“You really are serious, aren’t you?”

“I told you I was. And I’ve given it a lot of thought too. I know exactly how we’d do it so that we’d both be comfortable without making it awkward Escort Bayan Gaziantep for either one of us.”

“Oh yeah? How?” April pressed. Still laying their in disbelief that they were actually discussing this. But April also noticed Jack’s cock was raging hard once again. Obviously, he really was interested, enough so, that the talk of it had him aroused all over again.

“Yeah….I’ve thought about it. I’ll wear a blindfold!”

“You’ll what?”

“Wear a blind fold. That way you won’t be worried or concerned about me knowing whoever the guy is you’ve chosen to do this with. And even though he’ll be there, I won’t know who he is, or really…what the two of you are actually doing most of the time.”

“Ok Jack, enough is enough. Its time to get serious about this…you really are joking, aren’t you?

Jack rolled April over onto her back, taking his hard firm erection in hand, placing it at the opening of her pussy. Sliding into her, easily…they were both amazed at how wet and juicy she really was.

“I’m not joking!” he assured her as he pumped steadily into her several times before holding still. “We get a nice room in a hotel. You chose whoever the guy is you’d like it to be and have him come to the room at a predetermined time. Before he actually comes in, you blindfold me, ensuring that I can’t actually see anything, and we’ll take it from there. If either one of us decides we can’t handle it, then we simply say so. Whoever you chose needs to be aware of that possibility, and must be willing to leave immediately if either of us decides its not such a good idea after all!”

April really was stunned. Even with her husbands cock wonderfully, perfectly embedded deep within her juicy flowing quim, she was almost too abstracted by the absurdity of his suggestion to actually enjoy what his prick was doing to her.

For the moment anyway, the discussion was over. April decided within a blink of an eye that it had been nothing more than teasing, sexy pillow talk. Designed to arouse her yes. But that and nothing more. If that was Jack’s intent, then he’d succeeded. It had made April hornier than she’d been in months. The intensity of her second orgasm had been even more fulfilling, more satisfying than the first one had been. They had soon after fallen to sleep without another word being mentioned. When morning came, she was sure that’s all it had been until Jack had given her a hug, kissing her goodbye before heading off to work.

“Be thinking about what I said,” he told her. “I’m going to reserve the hotel room today for next Saturday,” he said, disappearing out the door before April could say anything to him about it.

When April finally arrived at work, she found she hardly remembered even driving there. The thought of something like this….especially this particular fantasy, which had been running around and around inside her head ever since she’d left home. She’d never admit it, not to anyone. But there was one guy with whom she would feel comfortable experiencing something like that with. April found herself smiling inwardly, wondering how he’d react to it if she actually found herself brave enough to mention it to him.

“Morning April. How are you today?” Brad asked shortly after she’d arrived at work.

“Fine Brad. How’d you like to come and fuck me in the ass on Saturday?”

April was actually grinning as she mulled over the unspoken response inside her head. Wouldn’t Brad just keel over and die if she’d actually asked him that.

“I’m ok Brad. How are you?”

She liked Brad. They’d been good friends beyond just being co-workers. He was one of the few men she was actually comfortable being around. The fact that he’d admitted that he’d found her attractive certainly helped of course. And that they’d been able to confide in one another, sharing thoughts, feelings, as well as occasionally discussing interesting little sexual topics had placed Brad high on her list of potential partners. Though again, she found it difficult to believe that Jack honestly meant to go through with any of this.

Brad often commented on how nice she looked, or how good she smelled. Never in a way that made her feel uncomfortable, or that he was simply trying to hit on her. Brad had never made any untoward advances. Sure, they’d flirted, teased occasionally, but it had always been in a friendly, non-threatening way. She knew by now that she had nothing to fear from Brad, and though if she said the word, he’d take her up on it for sure. Just knowing that he never pressed her for anything more made her feel secure enough to know that their friendship was genuine, and simply not just based on any sexual feelings they may or may not have towards one another.

It was nearing the end of the day when April actually screwed up enough courage to approach him about it. Having had all day to consider how she’d go about it had helped. That and the fact that she was particularly aroused at the moment gave her enough strength to even suggest it to him.

“Brad? Have you got a minute? I want to ask you something.”

“Sure kiddo. What is it?”

“Not here…in your office,” she said.

Moments later April followed Brad into his office, closing the door behind her as she did.

“Everything ok?” Brad asked, obviously concerned.

“Everything’s fine. In fact…better than it’s been in quite a while,” she said smiling.

The look of relief in Brad’s face was apparent. “Oh good. For a minute there, I was sure you were going to tell me something horrible.”

“Maybe it is….I dunno. I guess it depends on what you think of what I’m about to ask you. Or how you’ll react towards me when I do.”

Brad’s face became serious once again. “Should I sit down for this?”

“Maybe you’d better,” April told him. “Maybe I should too,” she said taking her own seat as she faced him. “I can’t believe I’m actually going to ask you this….tell you this,” she began, swallowing.

Brad looked nervous, somewhat confused. And it actually made her laugh. “You’re not going to believe what I’m about to say.”

“What is it?” Brad pressed, not finding the humor in this at the moment.

“What if I was to tell you that you’d finally get your wish?”

“Excuse me?”

April swallowed once again and stood, pacing the floor of Brad’s small office.

“What if I was to tell you that I actually had permission to invite you to go to bed with me. Would that interest you?

“Ok, where’s the camera’s?” Brad said, feigning a brief glimpse around his office as though actually searching for one. “You are teasing me yes?”

“Actually….no. I’m not,” April said blushing brightly, but somehow continuing to hold his eyes within hers.

“Last night…after Jack and I finished making love, we started talking about the possibility of…….”

Brad sat in stunned disbelief as April told him about the entire evening, more importantly, her conversation with her husband.

“…and when he called me after lunch to tell me he’d reserved the room. I knew then that he really was serious. When he asked me if I’d decided on someone, I told him ‘yes’, that I had in fact. Which is when I knew I was actually going to ask you if you were interested. So Brad…are you?”

“You said he’ll actually be wearing a blindfold?”

Brad had met Jack once, a long time ago when April had actually introduced them. But beyond that, he’d never really gotten to know the guy, or anything about him aside from the few things April had shared with him.

“Yes he will. Which is the main reason why I think I can go along with this. I’m not sure that even I’d be comfortable with Jack’s knowing who the other guy was. But this way at least…he wouldn’t know. And I’d never tell him either.”

April went on to explain the situation further. Dumbfounded, Brad sat there listening to her, agreeing to everything she told him, including the part about “if asked to go” doing so immediately without so much as another word being spoken.

“I still can’t believe this is for real!” he told her.

“Well…trust me. I didn’t believe it at first either Brad. But it is real, very real. And to prove it to you, I’m going to show you that it is. Stand up!”

Brad stood.

“I know you’ve always been dying to touch my boobs Brad, so go ahead, touch them if you’d like.”

Holding his hands out towards her, he almost did. Expecting her to flinch perhaps, or turn away.

April smiled. “I promise. I won’t hit you or anything,” she said nearly laughing now.

“For a second there, I was sure I was dreaming all this. I half expected you to suddenly shimmer away into nothingness.”

“Well Brad, it really isn’t a dream, I really am here, and I really do want you to touch me. Right here…right now!”

Tentatively, Brad placed his hands over April’s soft breasts. And even though it was through the tee shirt she was wearing, the feel of her marvelous tits resting comfortably within his hands assured him that all she had told him previously, really wasn’t some kind of horrible joke.

“So…you’ll be there?” she asked finally stepping back, forcing him to relinquish his caressing.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world!” he assured her.

#

When Saturday actually arrived, April was still a little dubious that her husband was still willing to go through with this. He’d taken her to her favorite restaurant for dinner, never once even mentioning what would later be waiting for them back in their hotel room.

They’d checked in a short time later, heading upstairs to the ‘Bridal Suite’ that Jack had reserved for the night. After showering, April had emerged a short time later wearing a new, very sexy negligee’. It was one that she’d purchased quite some time ago but had never worn. Though it covered her, it was sheer, the black lace hardly concealing her semi-exposed breasts, nipples, let alone her bare pussy, though the hem of the upper garment did overlap the matching bikini panties that hid her femininity a little more conservatively, though not by much.

“God April! You look incredible!” Jack had told her when she’d come out of the bathroom. Even though his tone of affection was reassuring, she still had to ask.

“You’re sure Jack? You still want to go through with this?”

“Very sure,” he said grinning, his prick already hard, glistening with pre-cum as he sat there in the bed, naked…leering suggestively at his wife. “What time did you tell him to be here?” Jack asked her.

April glanced over towards the alarm clock sitting next to the enormous over-sized bed. It read 7:45.

“I told him to be here around 8:00. He should be here any time now.”

“Well, you’d better put the blindfold on me then. I want you to feel comfortable that I can’t see anything,” he assured her as she began securing the silken black covering about his eyes after having first placed a sleeping mask on before that.

Nervous, April was glad they had made up a pitcher of screwdrivers to sit drinking. The alcohol would help her relax, that, and lower her nervous inhibitions. She’d already turned off all of the lights within the room, leaving a single solitary candle burning on the dresser. There was barely enough light to see by, but she wanted it that way as it would help her to over come her shyness at being naked in front of another man.

April started a few minutes later when a light knock came to the door.

“He’s here,” she announced softly.

It had already been discussed, agreed to before hand, that there would be no introductions. When Brad entered the room, he looked cautiously towards the bed where Aprils husband sat with nothing more than a towel covering his lower body.

“Would you like a screwdriver?” she asked.

“Please,” Brad said softly.

Another pre-planned agreement. Even after his arrival, they’d take a few last moments drinking, getting used to the situation where anyone could decide that they didn’t want to go through with this. April came very close to that very decision in fact, worried momentarily that it wouldn’t be anything like she’d imagined. Brad sensed her growing reluctance, finished his drink sitting the empty glass down on the nightstand. Silently, he began removing his clothing while April sat in one of the nearby chairs, watching.

When Brad had finished undressing, he looked towards her, smiling.

“Last chance!”

From the bed, they both heard Jack snicker. “Up until this very moment, I don’t think April thought I was really serious about this. But now…I guess she knows I was. Well honey…its now up to you. Do we? Or don’t we?” He asked pulling the towel away from his groin, revealing his stiff aroused manhood.

By way of an answer, April crawled up onto the bed, lowering her head over her husbands prick, drawing it softly inside her mouth.

“She really does give great head,” Jack groaned saying.

Positioned as she was, Brad crossed the room stepping over towards the bed. As April knelt, orally pleasing her husbands prick, Brad reached down cupping one of Aprils soft breasts within his hands and began toying with her aroused extended nipple.

“Hmmm,” she moaned involuntarily, humming her pleasure around her husbands cock.

Brad reached down, slipping his hand beneath the flexible hem of April’s sheer panties. Finding her moisture, he slipped one finger lightly into her sex, drawing it upwards until the tiny little knot of her pleasure center caused her to groan even more deeply. Watching as Jack undid the dainty ties on April’s negligee’, Brad then helped in its removal, baring April’s luscious breasts with their caramel colored nipples.

Releasing her husband’s cock momentarily, April sat on the side of the bed, removing her panties before crawling back onto the bed.

“Suck his cock while I fuck you from behind,” Jack told her.

April was glad the room was dark. She felt her face flush, partially from embarrassment, but mostly from excitement. She couldn’t believe that she could allow these feelings, sensations…wantonness, to have overpowered her the way that it had.

Without a word, Brad placed himself in such a way that April could easily lean over him. With her ass perfectly placed towards the end of the bed, Jack more or less felt his way around her until he’d stepped behind her while standing on the floor. April felt her husbands prick probing at her sex, then slithering inside like a wandering snake as his prick filled her completely. Once he was as deep inside her as he’d ever been, he seemed to pause, waiting for her.

“Go ahead April…suck him!”

Brad felt her lips enclose the tip of his prick, tentatively, exploratory. A slight catch in her voice as she moaned, told him that Jack was slowly trusting into her from behind, catching her off guard momentarily.

“She is good isn’t she?” Jack asked his unknown partner.

“Very,” Brad replied softly, trying to keep any vocalizations down to a minimum.

Brad had of course known April for years. And as close as they had been, through everything they had openly discussed, shared with one another, he had never before seen the look of total lust etched within her face that he was seeing now. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen or experienced. April was beautiful, the fact that she had opened herself to the sensations and feelings that she was now surrendering to amazed him.

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I had this fantasy about my mom. I wrote it in the third-person, but I imagine it is about me.

Cody laid there. He stared at the ceiling above him; it was the same one he had stared at a thousand times. Cody felt a bit embarrassed because he had to move back in with his parents. College was fine; he got his degree in five years, but finding a job was difficult right now and nothing really grabbed his attention anyway. So, what was left but to move back in with his mom and dad. They were more than happy to have him back for a while, but Cody wasn’t feeling the same. His younger sister was out on her own. Why was he stuck here as his last resort? Either way he tried not to think about it and drifted off to sleep.

Cody woke up and got out of bed. After visiting the bathroom he headed to the kitchen. His dad and left the night before for a business trip to London and would be gone for three weeks. His mom told him she was running over to his grandparents’ house that morning and wouldn’t be home either. Cody walked into the kitchen, half-asleep still, wearing just some boxer briefs. He was sporting a decent bit of morning wood when he froze.

“Oh, g’morning hon.” It was his mom standing by the counter pouring a cup of coffee

Lindsey was always a petite girl and kept her small frame. Now in her mid 40’s, she stayed in shape and worked out when she could. She was a couple inches over five feet tall, maybe 115 pounds, shoulder length blond hair, big blue eyes. For her 40th birthday a few years earlier, her present was a pair of new boobs, nothing huge, but very tasteful. She had a thin waist to go with her slightly large but round bubble butt. She was secretly proud of that. And she was standing there in a short t-shirt that she had slept in barely covering her ass.

“Hey mom, I didn’t know anyone was here,” Cody said, trying to quietly cover the bulge in his underwear. “You didn’t go to Grandpa’s?”

Lindsey was glad Cody had moved back in, even if it was only for a little while. She missed being a “mom” every day, having a bit of that empty nest feeling. Besides her husband was traveling all the time for work, so it was nice having another man around. She couldn’t help but notice her son was half naked and her eyes instinctively glanced at his crotch. She caught herself and attempted to look away.

Cody was a well-built young man. Not something out of a magazine, but he was an athlete in high school, and was active during college too. He stood a shade over six feet, broad shoulders and chest, slightly defined arms, dirty blond hair much darker than his mom’s, and brown eyes. He had the same round bubble butt as his mom that got him plenty of glances from the girls. Overall, he was a rather clean-cut typical college grad.

“No, I didn’t make it over there yet. I decided to go over there later this afternoon,” said Linsdey. “You can come with me if you want.”

Cody thought for a second and said, “Ah that’s ok, I think I’ll just stay here and unpack some more of my things.”

“Alright, help yourself to some coffee. I just made it.” Cody’s mom walked back into her bedroom. Cody watched her leave and looked at his mom in the short shirt. She did have a nice ass. He realized there was no way she was wearing any shorts. It was just a t-shirt and some panties. He looked again closely and could see the outline of her thong. Hmm, he thought, not just panties but a thong.

He went back to his room.

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A few hours went by and Lindsey was about to leave the house.

“Bye Cody, I’m leaving now. I should be home sometime about six,” she called out.

“Ok Mom, tell grandma I’ll be over to visit her Antep Escort Bayan and grandpa soon,” he replied. He heard the door close and she was gone.

Cody was home alone. He had been thinking about the image of his mom form this morning – the little shirt showing her nice butt with some kind of sexy thong. His cock was stirring.

When he was younger he used to sneak into his parents’ bedroom when no one was home and go through his mom’s underwear drawer and even the dirty laundry hamper. He was always surprised to see such skimpy sexy underwear. It did not look like “mom” underwear. Lindsey wore little bikinis, booty shorts, but mostly thongs and g-strings.

He would find a pair that looked fun, strip off his clothes, and use the underwear and masturbate. He always felt really dirty wrapping his mom’s panties around his cock, but he was horny and had a thing for panties. Where else was he going to find such a wonderful collection of women’s undies?

The idea of his old habit came back to him. He quietly walked to his mom’s bedroom even though no one was home. He stood in the doorway for a moment before walking over to her panty drawer. He pulled it open. He saw white cotton bikinis, lacy panties and g-strings, colorful thongs and booty shorts, all folded nicely and neatly. He was always careful if he picked out a pair to put it back right where he found it and folded the same way. Many times it was easier to find a dirty pair and just throw them back into the hamper. He did not want to imagine what would happen if she found out. The humiliation and shame would be almost unbearable.

He looked down on the floor to his right. He saw the t-shirt from this morning and his heart skipped, and he closed the drawer.

The light blue cotton t-shirt was crumpled on the floor. Of course, that wasn’t what Cody was looking for. He slowly bent down and picked up the shirt. There it was. The thong she must have been wearing from this morning was laying right there. He didn’t pick it up yet.

He put the shirt down and quickly started to undress. Once he was completely naked, he went back for the worn thong he was going to use. He picked it up. It was a see-through dark pink color and a true thong, not a g-string. The material was thin and as Cody held it up he looked inside the crotch, right where his mom’s pussy had been. A few white stains covered the thong, some were still a bit wet, but it was mostly dry at this point. Cody’s penis stiffened. He felt his cock growing and his balls tingle.

He lied down on the bed, took the thong in his right hand, and his now throbbing erection into his left. He wrapped the panties around his cock and started to stroke up and down.

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Lindsey pulled up to a red light and stopped. “Dammit,” she said to herself. She had forgotten to bring ….. . She was still close to home, so she decided to turn around and go back home to get it.

A few minutes later, she pulled into the drive way, hopped out of the car, and quickly ran inside. She opened the front door and walked into the living room to get the ….. . She turned to leave when she heard sound coming from her bedroom. She knew Cody was home, but why would he be in there.

She got to the doorway entering her room and was about to call out to Cody when she stopped in her tracks. There on her bed was her son. He was naked. His eyes were closed and he had his hands on his penis, masturbating. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want to embarrass him, which would be just as embarrassing for her, so she backed behind the doorway and watched.

A flood of emotions raced through her. Lindsey thought she should feel upset, and to some extent she was, but that was replaced with curiosity, and her curiosity, turned to lust. Her son was a grown man now. As much as she might deny it, the image of him in his underwear this morning made her wonder what he looked like naked, now that he was all grown up. Not only was Cody naked now, but he was fully aroused. Her eyes locked onto her son’s penis.

Lindsey was amused to see her son’s penis looked a lot like his father’s although Cody’s appeared to have more girth. Lindsey noticed something else different. Her son had no pubic hair around his penis or testicles. She hadn’t seen a man who shaved his genitals before. She liked the look. A familiar tingling sensation began to form between her legs; she felt a bit ashamed. She noticed something else too.

Cody was holding something to his face. It looked like some small pink material. “Oh my god,” Lindsey said to herself. He was sniffing the thong she was wearing from this morning. She felt angry that Cody would violate her privacy like that. It didn’t look like this was his first time doing this. She wondered how many other times her son had gone through her panties to masturbate. At the same time, it flattered her. It made her feel desired and attractive.

Her sex life with her husband was nearly non-existent. He traveled all the time and when he was around, one of them would have some excuse as to why they couldn’t have sex. Here was a young man who probably had many female admirers and could be with any number of young women, but he was on her bed, pleasuring himself with her underwear. Cody stopped for a moment and adjusted. Lindsey watched as he took the panties away from his face, positioned the crotch of her thong over the head of his cock and resumed.

Cody was lost in his masturbation session. The scent of his mother’s sex engorged his cock even more. The feeling of the thin material tickled his cock head. His closed his eyes again, picturing what his mom’s ass would look like in the tiny thong. Then he imagined what her pussy might look like too. Did she have pouty lips? Did she keep her cunt shaved or waxed? If felt so “wrong and forbidden” to be having such lustful thoughts about his own mother, but it turned him on. His hand began to stroke faster. It became a blur over his cock.

The image of her son lost in his own sexual pleasure was so erotic. Lindsey felt guilty for staying to watch. This was Cody she was spying on, not some random stranger. The fact this was so taboo caused her pussy to throb even more. She was wet.

Lindsey had not been this turned on in years. Her lust took over and she slowly entered the room. Her heart was racing. What if Cody freaked out? What was going to happen? She walked closer, right to the edge of the bed.

Cody did not see his mom come into the room. His eyes were still closed and he was close to orgasm.

Lindsey pulled off her shirt, and carefully unbuttoned her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. She tried hard not to disturb her son and interrupt him, but she wasn’t hiding the fact she was standing next to him either.

Cody could feel his balls swelling and his cum building. He wanted to watch himself shoot his load right into the crotch of his mom’s thong. He opened his eyes.

“Mom!” Cody yelled. She startled him. His impending orgasm subsided for a moment as he realized he was no longer alone. “It’s ok. Keep going,” Lindsey replied. She looked her son in the eyes and then looked back to her son’s cock making sure Cody noticed her gaze.

Cody was distracted. His mom was standing in front of him in her underwear. He starred at her breasts as they looked like they would spill out of her bra, and then glanced down to her panty-covered pussy. His mom had her hands hooked around the waistband of her thong and peeled them off right in front of him.

Cody saw his mother’s naked vagina for the first time. It was perfect. She kept her pussy shaved and groomed. Cody noticed her lips part slightly and her sex seemed to glisten as she stepped out of her panties.

Without saying a word she laid her thong on her son’s chest. Cody froze still processing what was happening. Lindsey walked around to the other side of the bed and as she did Cody got a perfect view of her round ass. It was just as he imagined. She unhooked her bra too allowing her breasts to swing free.

She climbed onto the bed and sat on her knees near Cody’s feet so they were facing each other. She looked her son in the eyes and then at her underwear lying on his chest and back to his eyes. Cody got the message. He picked up the new thong and put it to his face and inhaled. The scent was electric and seemed to travel straight down to his genitals.

His erection had never subsided although it did stiffen as he smelled his mother’s wetness. He looked back to his mom. She had her right hand between her legs and began rubbing her clitoris.

Lindsey was in a dream. As she began to masturbate in front of her son, a wave of pleasure hit her in a way she had never felt before. She watched intensely as Cody began to stroke his cock again.

She could make out every detail of her son’s penis and testicles now. His erection was a deep red color. The head of his cock shined and she could make out every ridge and vein up and down his shaft. His smooth hairless balls were large and bounced as he jerked his dick. Lindsey felt proud; her son was a healthy, red-blooded American man. She had the idea of showing him off to her friends so they could enjoy the beautiful cock and balls that were on her son. She quickened the pace as she rubbed her clit harder.

Cody looked in front of him. His knees were spread apart just like his mom’s. Her vagina was uninhibited and on display for him. He had guessed she might shave her pussy because he never found a single stray pubic hair in any of her panties over the years. His watched his mom’s hand pleasure herself. He looked at her face and her stare was focused right between his legs.

He was watching his mom watching him masturbate while she masturbated! That idea almost sent him over the edge. Lindsey inserted a couple of fingers into her sopping wet vagina. Both of them heard her fingers make a squishing sound as they entered. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this wet.

Cody took the new thong his mom had given him wrapped that around his cock instead. He was close to cumming and so was Lindsey. Lindsey took her fingers out of her pussy and used the natural lubrication to stroke her clit again. She watched again as her son masturbated with her thong.

Cody’s right hand was a blur again. His left hand caressed his balls and gave them a firm but gentle squeeze. His balls tightened. He started to orgasm.

Rope after rope of cum quickly filled his mom’s underwear. Cody grunted and let out a low groan. Lindsey saw the first shot of her son’s semen seep through the fabric. Right then a rush of pleasure took over her body

She furiously rubbed her vagina and started to orgasm too. Her pussy was on fire and finally had its release. She threw her head back and moaned over and over.

They were exhausted. Never before had either of the experienced such an intense orgasm. Lindsey collapsed next to her son on the bed. They lied there naked and relaxed. They had crossed into forbidden territory. A mother and her son masturbating together? Was there anything as taboo as that? Neither of them said a word, but they both new this was the start of something new.

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Caught Spying on Mother in Law

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“So I noticed the camera in my room.”

My heart sank. I was well and truly busted. Yet she was smiling, grinning in fact. I was speechless.

“Don’t worry I’m not angry or freaked out or anything, although I must say its a very naughty thing to do to put a hidden camera in your mother in law’s bedroom.”

She was still grinning, and I was still speechless. She continued.

“What were you hoping to see? Were you hoping to catch your mother in law getting changed? Removing all her clothes so you could spy on her naked?”

She winked as she said the word naked. I had to say something.

“Err…well…I cant really deny it’s there I suppose.”

It wasn’t an answer to the question but they were words at least.

“Well no you cant really. So were you hoping to see me naked or what?”

She asked again, folding her arms, pushing those breasts upwards and outwards. My cock was getting hard.

“If I was to say ‘Yes’ would you be pissed off?”

“Of course not dear, just curious as to why, that’s all. Do you find me attractive?”

I was well and truly backed into a corner here.

“Well, as a matter of fact, I do think you’re pretty fine. And yes I guess I have to admit I was trying to catch you with no clothes on.”

“Im flattered” she said. “And did you manage to get a good look?”

“Only the top half…”

I blushed realising what I was admitting to her.

“And did you like what you saw?” she asked.

“Very much!”

“And have you..er..had ‘fun’ while watching the recordings?”

“What do you mean exactly?”

“You know, had fun. Masturbated.”

She was still grinning.

“Erm yes I have. Several times in fact.”

“Several times?”

She seemed surprised but was still grinning, enjoying my awkwardness.

“And did you make yourself cum?”

“Errm, well yes, every time. It was hard not to really, if you know what I mean.”

“Not really, tell me.”

I was beginning to relax a bit.

“Well, it was a massive turn on seeing you naked so it didn’t take me long to cum.”

“Oh really?” She blushed. “I’d like to see the recordings if you don’t mind?”

I was suddenly a bit nervous about that suggestion. If I showed her my computer with the recordings she would see all the other files I had of doctored close-ups of her and fantasy stories I had made up.

“Erm…sure.”

She looked at me.

“What, now?” I asked.

“No time like the present,” she replied.

“Oh ok, erm let me go turn on the computer and i’ll call you in when it’s ready.”

“Ok you do that, ill make us a cup of tea.”

I said thanks and hurried to the computer. It was already on so I didn’t have to waste time waiting for it to load. I found the folder with all the files and quickly copied over a few of the spy camera recordings to a new folder and called it ‘Secret’. She came in just as I had closed the original folder down.

“I couldn’t wait. Here, your tea”.

She offered me the cup which I took gratefully and placed on the desk.

“So do you want to sit here and go through them or shall I just show you?”

“Oh I haven’t the first idea how to work that thing, you show me what you have.”

I picked the first file which was from the first night she was with us.

The clip started with her in the room coming and going out of view. Because of how I had hid the camera, which wasn’t very well apparently, I could only capture just over a corner of the room. The bedroom door, some units and the end of the bed were visible. Everything else was blocked by a plastic box which I hadn’t moved out the way.

Anyway, it showed her moving around the room, getting some clothes out of her case and putting them on the bed, disappearing out the door and coming back a few minutes later. I shifted in my seat as I knew what was coming.

“Oh I remember this, it’s when I first saw the camera,” she said excitedly. “Look you can see me looking up at it.”

Sure enough the clip showed her sit on the end of the bed and she looked up at the camera for a good few seconds before looking away.

“I wondered if you had seen it,” I admitted.

I shifted in my seat again, suddenly uncomfortable.

The clip showed her pull her vest over her head leaving her in her bra which she then removed, tossing to the side. My cock twitched as her breasts were revealed on the screen. She stood and removed her jeans and her thong before walking out of shot to get changed into her night clothes. She came back into view before turning off the light.

“Did you masturbate while watching that? she asked.

“Yep,” I replied, nodding, my cock hard now.

“And did you cum?”

“Yep,” I nodded again. “That was the first time.”

“Show me the second time.”

She had a hand on my shoulder and I turned to her. She smiled at me.

“Go on.”

I clicked on the next file. The clip started with her entering the room with her purple bath towel wrapped around her. She busied herself with a few things before sitting on the bed again. She Antep Bayan Escort undid the towel again and stood, turning to face the camera but not looking at it. Her breasts on full show again and the camera picking up the dark patch between her legs. She dried herself with the towel, her breasts wobbling as she moved. The clip continued showing her getting dressed.

“Did u masturbate to this one too?” she asked.

I nodded.

“And did u cum?”

I nodded again.

“Show me how you masturbated,” she said, matter-of-factly.

I turned and looked at her and she grinned.

“Go on, show me,” she insisted.

With my right hand I pretending to wank to show her.

“No no no, I mean show me properly. Show me how you masturbated your cock. I can see how hard it is already.”

“You mean show you my cock?” I asked nervously.

“I think it’s only fair, don’t you?”

I couldn’t really argue, after all she had just watched me watch herself get naked on the camera.

I pushed the chair back and leant back in the seat, lifting my hips as I pushed my shorts down my legs revealing my erect penis to my mother in law.

“Mmm you have a nice one,” she said, complimenting me.

I blushed, not saying a word.

“Now show me how you masturbated. Rewind the film and watch it again while you stroke yourself.”

I did as she said and she sat back on the desk watching me.

After a while she spoke.

“I bet real life would be better, dont you think?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I bet it would be better for you to see me naked in the flesh, rather than on camera.”

“Oh, erm yes, much better,” I nodded.

She swiveled me round in the chair so I was facing her.

“Ok watch this then.”

She started to undress herself. First she took off her dressing gown and placed it on the side. Then she lifted her vest over her head revealing her stomach and her breasts. My cock instantly became ten times harder and my jaw dropped.

She smiled as she saw my reaction, and then pushed her shorts down over her hips, letting them fall to the floor. Her neatly trimmed bush was revealed and I had to stop wanking for fear of cumming there and then.

“Well?” she asked.

“M-much better!” I stammered.

She smiled and leant back against the desk again. With one hand she started playing with her breasts and the other she put between her legs.

“Is the camera still on?” she asked me.

“Er yeah, its motion activated.”

“Come with me.”

She turned off the computer and took my hand as we left the office, heading upstairs to her bedroom. As we entered she looked up at the camera and waved.

She led me to the edge of the bed where she knew the camera would be able to see us and sat. She beckoned me to come closer so I stood right in front of her, my cock sticking out in front of me.

She looked at the camera again and then at me as she raised her left hand, taking hold of my cock and started rubbing it up and down. I couldn’t believe this was happening!

She looked up at the camera again, licking her lips, and moved her head so that it was level with the tip of my cock. Was she going to…oh shit she did!

She took the head of my cock into her mouth and gently sucked it, releasing it with a pop. Looking up at me she smiled, and blew me a kiss. She took my cock back into her mouth and sucked it some more, this time taking more of my length and wanking me with her hand.

My head fell backwards, I couldn’t believe my mother-in-law was giving me a blowjob and was letting me film it as well!!

She continued sucking me for a few minutes before she released me.

“Ok, now you can fuck me!” she said.

She stood and turned, bending over the edge of the bed. She looked over her left shoulder at me.

“It’ll be fun watching this later!”

Without another word I lined my cock up to her pussy, teasing her with the tip, rubbing it up and down her slit and over her clit. She moaned as I rested it at the entrance of her hole.

I paused and, looking at the camera, I slid inside her slowly. She moaned as I entered her, filling her up with my entire length.

I began to fuck her, slowly at first, savouring the moment. I grabbed on to her hips and picked up the pace.

“Oh thats it Dave, pound my pussy with your huge cock, fuck me hard!”

I did as commanded and ploughed into her, my balls slapping against her pelvis with each thrust.

It wasn’t long before she started to cum and her body started trembling as her orgasm swept over her.

I couldn’t hold on much longer myself, I was so turned on at this point. I held on tight as my balls erupted and I thrust one last time as I emptied my load deep inside her.

“Ohhh yes, fill me up with your cum Dave, oh it’s so nice and warm and slippery inside me. Oh your cock is still hard, fuck me some more!”

I did as commanded and continued fucking her sodden snatch, my cum being lathered up into a foam which coated my shaft and her pussy lips.

She had another orgasm right away, she was really getting into it.

“Mind if I try something?” she asked.

I pulled out of her and she reached for her iPad. She opened it up and set it on the side, turning on the camera.

“I want my own recording of this,” she grinned.

She told me to lay back on the bed and climbed on top of me, facing her iPad. Slowly, she lowered her pussy back onto my dick and started riding me. I watched my cock slipping in and out of her, her labia being parted by my shaft.

She moaned as she rode me, leaning back with her hands on my chest.

“Im gonna have to get a copy of this video,” I panted. “I bet you look fucking amazing at this angle.”

“You can have anything you want as long as I can have your cock deep inside me,” she moaned.

I reached up and grabbed her tits as she bounced on my cock.

“Oh yes, just like that, play with my tits Dave, squeeze them and pinch my nipples,” she breathed.

I did as asked and she moaned in response.

“Oh yes now fuck me hard!!”

I bent my legs, bringing my feet inwards towards my body for leverage and started thrusting my hips, slamming my cock into her harder and faster. Her breathing quickened and became deeper and her head fell back as she orgasmed on my dick, her pussy clenching hard around my shaft.

“Oh fuck,” she cried out as I continued to pump her, my cock moving in and out like a piston.

Her body went limp and she collapsed back onto me and I eased off, slowing to a gentle grind.

She purred as I embraced her, gently squeezing her breasts with one hand while caressing her body with the other. I kissed her neck and she responded by turning her head towards me, kissing me hard on the lips.

“Ready for more yet?” I asked.

“Fuck yes, fuck me from behind,” she sighed.

She slowly managed to lift herself off me and I slid off the bed, allowing her to get onto all fours, facing the camera.

“We’ll do it this way first, then I want to turn so it records us from the side.”

I got back onto the bed and knelt behind her, lining my cock up with her now gaping hole. I used the head again, stroking it up and down, teasing her clit before I entered her. She was fully lubricated and I slid in again easily, pumping her, slowly at first, before picking up the pace. I held on to her hips and rammed into her again and again, causing her to moan every time I filled her up.

Her head was buried in the duvet so I reached forward, grabbing her hair and gently pulled her head up again so that her face would be exposed to the camera on her iPad.

I continued to slam into her and she managed to support herself on her elbows. I could feel my balls start to tighten but I didn’t want to cum again just yet. I pulled out so I could recover, and spanked her ass, which she loved.

“Oh yes Dave, spank me like the naughty girl I am!”

I shoved my dick back inside her as I continued to spank her, her ass becoming red.

“Ok now lets turn round,” she panted.

I pulled out again and she turned sideways, her knees now on the edge of the bed. I stood behind her, now at the side of the bed, facing my own camera. I turned to look at the iPad and grinned.

I knelt down and shoved my face into her pussy. I licked all around her, sucking her clit into my mouth catching her by surprise. I pushed a couple of fingers into her as I licked her pussy and she moaned with delight.

“Ohh that feels soooo good, I love how your tongue feels on my pussy,” she moaned.

I continued to finger and lick her until I could sense another orgasm coming and I stopped, stood up, and pushed my cock deep inside her.

“Ohhh fuuuuck im cumming again,” she moaned, and I held onto her as I pounded her again.

Her face was turned towards her iPad and I could see her eyes were closed tightly as her orgasm swept over her, her legs trembling as I held my cock deep inside her. She reached underneath herself and rubbed her clit extending her cum and I grinned as she finally recovered.

“Any more positions?” I asked.

“I want you to cum all over my face and tits but I want a close-up. Do u think you could hold my iPad while you fuck me for a bit until you’re close and then ill finish you off with a blowjob?”

“That sounds fucking amazing,” I replied.

I pulled out and reached over picking up her iPad. She flipped over onto her back, her legs spread for me.

I pointed the camera at her, zooming out so I could fit her all in the frame. I aimed my cock at her pussy and she reached down, taking hold of me, guiding me in.

I watched her face as I entered her yet again, her eyes closing, her mouth open as the pleasure returned.

I slowly started to move in and out of her.

I zoomed the camera in so it would capture a close up of me fucking her. I watched as her pussy lips ran along the length of my shaft and the glistening of my cock from the juices caused by my earlier load of jizz and her juices from her multiple orgasms.

I was so turned on that it wasn’t long before I was ready to shoot my load again so I zoomed out and let her know I was close.

She sat up and moved off the bed, crouching in front of me. She took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked my shaft, kissing the head before taking me in her mouth. Her lips were soft and her mouth was warm and she expertly sucked me.

I zoomed the camera in again, ensuring my cock and her face was taking up most of the screen.

I moaned as she wanked me, her speed increasing. She used her tongue to stimulate the underside of the head of my cock and I felt my balls tightening.

“Oh fuck here it comes, I’m gonna cum!” I panted.

“Give it to me Dave, give me all your cum.”

She sped up the stroking and sucked more intensely and my balls erupted. My cum shot out of me with such a force and it caused her to gag as the first load hit the back of her throat.

She pulled me out of her mouth and aimed at her face and I covered it with my cum. There was so much it started dripping down her chin and onto her tits.

I stepped back and pointed the camera at her, zooming right in on her face, making sure I captured all the detail. I pointed it at her tits which were now covered and she ran her fingers through my cum, rubbing it all over her chest.

I zoomed out again and she was grinning. My throbbing cock was twitching and still leaking some cum so she leaned forward to lick the tip. She took me back into her mouth and sucked me dry causing my knees to buckle slightly. She released me and my cock was covered in my cum so she licked my shaft up and down cleaning it all up.

Using her fingers and my cock she wiped the cum off her face and into her mouth. She then opened her mouth to show me how much was in there before swallowing it all down, grinning as she did so.

I was totally spent so I placed the iPad on the windowsill and sat on the bed. She stood and straddled me, kissing me, and I could taste the saltiness on her lips and tongue.

Despite cumming as hard as I had I was surprisingly still erect, so she lowered herself down onto me again, gently grinding her clit into my pelvis, rolling my cock around inside her.

She rode me slowly, pushing her tits into my face and I cupped them, squeezing them and licked her nipples. She moaned and I could tell she wasn’t finished yet.

We fucked like that until she had another long orgasm and we both collapsed on the bed.

After a while she reached back to get the iPad. She stopped the recording and placed it on the bed.

“It’ll be fun watching that later together,” she sighed.

“Ill take a copy and we can play it on the big tv downstairs,” I said.

She smiled and rested her head on my chest. I kissed her head and held her, my cock was still inside her and she rocked her hips slightly, keeping me hard.

We must have fallen asleep because we both awoke with a start when we heard the front door closing.

“Oh shit! I need to get in the shower. You get into bed and pretend you’re asleep.”

I picked up my clothes and ran into the bathroom jumping into the shower as Cindy came up the stairs.

“Anyone here?” she called out.

“Just in the shower, will be out in a bit.”

I quickly cleaned myself up and dried off, wrapping my towel around me, and opened the bathroom door. Cathy’s room was first on the right and I noticed her door was open.

I edged past, hoping to see her tucked up in bed, but instead she was sat on the edge of the bed, still naked, with iPad in hand. What was worse was Cindy was sat next to her!

My heart literally took a dump inside me. I was gonna be packing my bags and finding somewhere else to live tonight.

Cindy looked up and caught my eye. She looked serious. Shit. Cathy also looked up, looking smug. What had I done! I was gutted I had cheated on Cindy, devastated that I had cheated on her with her own mum, but utterly pissed off that I got caught.

Cindy spoke first.

“Come in Dave, I think we need to talk.”

Shit.

I slowly walked into the room and stood, totally ashamed.

“Cindy, I, I…” I began.

“Sssh.” She held a finger up to her lips. “I see you’ve been busy today.”

She gestured at the iPad and Cathy turned it round, showing me the recording of us screwing right there where Cindy was sat. My cock twitched.

“Come here.”

Cindy motioned for me to stand in front of them both.

“Now, before we begin I need to tell you something.”

I was confused. Tell me something?

“Hang on,” I said. “Aren’t you…”

“Sssh.” Again she held her finger up to her mouth.

I looked at her, then at Cathy who was still smiling – and naked – then back at Cindy.

“Before we met I had a few relationships with guys which didn’t last very long,” she said, somewhat sadly.

“Yes, I remember you said. Something about not understanding you?”

I thought back to a deep and meaningful chat we had had a few months after we had met.

“Something like that, yes.” She continued. “They weren’t able to understand certain..erm..’needs’ that I had. Or still have. I never really told you exactly what those needs are, for which I apologise.”

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Driving home from work, Sarah begins to think of what to do for dinner, listening to the radio, a soft country song comes on, that she dearly loves. The song that makes her want to do some naughty things. Her mind then begins to wander. Making her body tingle at the mere thought of acting out her thoughts with Marc, her lover, she begins to sing and smile. By the time she reaches home, she has become very aroused. And knows exactly what dinner is going to bring.

She walks into the house, humming the song, smiling! She has about an hour before Marc arrives home. They haven’t had much time to spend together, due to their jobs. So this night is going to be something very special, erotic and ohhhhhhh so very naughty! She rushes around, getting ready. She thinks, ‘I’ll take a shower first.’

She walks slowly to the bedroom, wondering what to wear. Deciding on a white satin night shirt with white lace and satin panties. She walks into the bathroom, turns the water on, setting the temperature just right, hot, but not too hot, then begins to undress, quickly. Showering quickly, letting the water run over her body, trickling down her breasts, down her stomach, over her mound, onto her feet. Quickly lathering her hair with vanilla scented shampoo, then pouring vanilla scented body wash into her hands. She runs her hands over her body slowly. Stopping at her breasts. letting her flat palm rub over the nipples. As the nipples become erect, she takes her thumb and forefinger and tweaks them, pinching them gently at first.

Throwing her head back, letting the water run through her hair. Feeling her pussy becoming very hot and wet, she pinches her nipples harder as one hand runs down her stomach, down to her pussy. Letting her fingers run up and down the slit, then finding and rubbing her clit. Moans escaping her lips, as her hips behind to thrust back and forth. Letting one finger enter her hot, wet pussy. Beginning to move it in and out, as her thumb rubs her clit faster and harder. Pinching her erect nipples extremely hard now. Feeling a wave of passion run through her body, her hands and fingers work faster. She screams out, “OMG! I am gonna cummmmm!” as her hips move back and forth faster, her body tenses and she lets the juices flow. Her hips slowing down, as she calms. Her breath coming in gasps now. She then finishes her shower, steps out and dries off her very hot body.

Applying vanilla scented lotion over her warm body. Dressing only in a white satin night shirt, and white lace and satin panties, leaving her hair wet and hanging down. She walks slowly to the kitchen.

Reaching in the cupboard, she finds fresh vanilla candles and sets them around the kitchen and living room. Turning all the lights off. Putting in their favorite CD. She then takes a few candles to the bathroom, lighting them and walking back into the kitchen as the phone rings.

She quickly picks it up, “Hello.” Hearing the sexiest voice saying, “Hey Baby, I’ll be home in about 5 minutes. Do I need to pick up anything for dinner?”

Almost in a whisper, she replies, “No love, I have dinner taken care of, a surprise for my lover.”

Simply he says, “Oh really? Now, I can’t wait! See you in a few, Baby!”

As she hangs up she then walks around lighting all the candles, switching the CD player to play, as soft music feels the room. Then she begins to prepare some snacks for their dinner. Shrimp, crackers, cheese, fresh strawberries, with whipped cream and a bottle of chilled wine.

Sarah hears his key in the door and Antep Escort Bayan she walks over and waits. Marc opens the door, and to his surprise. She walks slowly to him. Pulling him into her arms. Smiling up at him, kissing his warm lips softly. Grinding sensuously against him. Their lips part and she giggles.

“Honey, why don’t you shower and let me finish getting our snacks ready?”

He laughs, “Not just yet!” As he pushes her against the wall, taking her arms and putting them over her head and holding them there. He kisses her passionately as he grinds against her. She can feel his cock becoming aroused, as the kiss gets more intense. He pushes his leg between hers and rubs his knee over her pussy. Sarah begins to moan softly. He moves one hand and pushes her night shirt up slowly. Pushing it up around her neck. As his lips lower and kiss her breasts. As her nipples become erect, he bites them gently. He laughs around her nipple, knowing how wet and hot this makes her. Feeling her begin to thrust her pussy towards his knee. He laughs, “You like that, Baby?”

She replies breathlessly, “Oh yessssss, lover! OMG…yessssss!” They smile at each other as he lets her arms go free. She begins to undress him quickly. Unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off. Unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers. As the clothes fall, his cock springs forth. Having become so aroused it sticks straight out and turns up slightly. Her hands reach out and strokes it.

Looking up at him she smiles and says, “Now go take a shower, so I can take care of this for you, honey!”

He moans, “Yes, oh yes!”

Marc walks down the hall towards the bathroom, as Sarah finishes preparing the snacks. Marc out of the shower, walking naked to the kitchen, walks up behind her, putting his arms around her waist, and pulling her close back against him. She grinds her ass against him, feeling his cock going between the cheeks. Sarah and Marc moan together. As she grinds more, his hand comes up and cups her breast, as his thumb and forefinger, begin to roll her nipples through them. She throws her head back biting her bottom lip. Her hands reach around to his ass, pulling him closer to her. “Ummmm did you miss me today, honey?”, Sarah says.

Marc, kissing her neck, whispers, “Oh Baby, I miss you everyday!” Turning to face Marc, Sarah kisses him passionately. Then they part.

“Go sit down, honey, and I’ll bring our snacks and drinks in.” Marc walks into the living room, and Sarah follows with a tray of snacks and two glasses of wine. Setting them on the table, she sits down close to Marc. They begin to talk as they sip their wine, smiling into each others eyes. The music playing softly in the background. Sarah leans in close and touches her lips softly to Marc’s, letting her tongue trace his lips. As her hands begin to explore his body. Her hand reaching his aroused manhood and begins to stroke it gently. His hips start to thrust upwards into her hand. Their lips part and Sarah gives Marc an evil grin.

She stands and slowly removes her night shirt, then lowering her panties and stepping out of them. She then lays down on the couch. Her legs spread wide as her hands begin to roam over her body. Pinching her erect nipples. She picks up a strawberry, raises up slightly letting Marc bite the end off. She then rubs it over her nipples, as her hand plays with her pussy. Taking the strawberry and rubbing it gently over her clit, she then inserts it into her pussy, moving it slowly in and out, holding the stem firmly. Marc watches intently as he strokes his cock. Sarah winks and whispers, “Why don’t you feed me this strawberry?” Marc smiles and lowers his head. Taking his teeth, grasping the strawberry by the stem, pulling it out and raises up, putting it to Sarah’s lips. She sucks it into her mouth, moaning loudly. As Marc’s hand plays with her pussy, his other hand strokes himself. Marc, hearing the wet, noisy sounds that Sarah’s pussy is making, thinks to himself, ‘Oh my baby, is ready to be fucked!’ But Sarah has other ideas as she raises up. Helps Marc to lay back on the couch. She positions herself over him as she lowers her pussy close to his face. Her breath hot on his cock. She reaches over and takes a sip of wine, holding it in her mouth. She slowly opens it and takes his erect cock into her mouth. Letting the chilled wine swirl around, almost sizzling on his cock. As his tongue darts out and licks up and down her slit. Her mouth devouring his cock as his tongue tortures her pussy.

She removes her mouth from his cock long enough to say, “Baby, tonight I want you to take my ass. I want all of me to belong to you!”

Hearing these words come from Sarah’s mouth, his cock jerks and gets even harder. This has been his dream. He has had her mouth and her pussy, and tonight she is offering him her ass. His dream is coming true, all of her will belong to him. As his tongue and fingers begin to work together. His tongue and fingers playing wildly with her pussy as his other fingers, begin to rub over her ass, through the slit and finally his thumb rests upon the hole, rubbing slowly around. Her hand starts stroking his cock up and down, as her mouth sucks his balls into her mouth. Nibbling and tugging on them. As she smears the precum all around. His thumb enters her ass just a bit and stops. Letting her get used to it. As he does this, she becomes more excited and her hand strokes him faster. Her hips thrusting down towards his face. He removes his thumb and replaces it with a finger, as he sucks on her clit. Two fingers moving in and out of her pussy. One finger moving in and out of her ass slowly.

Sarah moves her mouth and takes his hard cock into it. As her fingers massage his cum filled balls. Her tongue swirling around the head, sucking gently. Then enveloping his cock into her mouth. She moves slowly towards the head, with her tongue raking up the underside as she goes. Hearing him moan into her pussy, she knows he loves this. As her lips grip his cock tighter and begin to move faster. His fingers moving faster in and out of her. Her body tenses and she screams around his cock, “Oh yes, I am gonna cum!”

Marc moans breathlessly, “Cum baby, cum for me, let it go!” Hearing this Sarah’s body begins to tremble as the juices flow, making her mouth move faster on his cock. As she feels his body tense also and his cum starts to spurt into her mouth. His fingers going wild in and out of her pussy, as his other finger moves simultaneously in and out of her ass. Their moans getting louder as they cum together. As their bodies began to calm. Sarah turns around and faces Marc.

She lowers her lips to his, her tongue opening his mouth, as they taste each others cum mixing together. MMMMMMM what a wonderful taste. As their kiss intensifies her hot, wet pussy touches his sensitive cock. Their kiss continues as he reaches up to cup her breasts. Playing with her nipples, pinching them, twirling them in his fingers. She begins to grind her pussy against him as she feels his cock becoming aroused again. They continue playing as they feel the heat beginning to rise from their bodies again.

Sarah whispers, “Honey, fuck me now!” As she rises and gets on her hands and knees. As she looks over her shoulder, watching Marc position himself behind her. He runs his cock up and down her slit and up to her asshole. Back down again, smearing the juices, back and forth. Slowly he enters her pussy, but with only the tip and holds it there. Sarah wanting more, pushes back against him, “Ohhhhh honey, fuck me. Give me all of your cock. Fill my pussy up, oh please!!!” Hearing her whimpers, he pushes his cock all the way in and holds it there. Then slowly begins to move in and out…as his hands reach around and begins to massage and pinch her nipples.

Sarah’s hand reaches down and rubs her clit as Marc’s hardened cock moves in and out. Marc moves one hand to her ass and begins to rub over it. As his fingers slowly run through the middle…rubbing over her hole. Breathlessly she says, “Oh Baby, put your finger in my ass, please!” Hearing her pleas, he puts one finger in a little, slowly at first. As his cock moves faster in and out of her hot, wet pussy. Her fingers now running wildly over her clit. He then puts his finger all the way in her ass and begins to move it slowly in and out as she screams out, “Oh God, YESSSSSSSSS!” Her sounds exciting him more he moves in and out deeper, harder and faster.

Sarah thinks it is time now, knowing he is about to cum soon, as she looks over her shoulder and smiles. “Honey, I want to feel that hard cock in my hot ass. Fuck my ass, now!”

A shocked look on his face, as his cocks jerks in her pussy at her words, a big smile crosses his lips. “Oh fuck yes, Baby, I’ll fuck that ass of yours! You want my cock in that ass baby?”

“Yes, oh God yes”, she screams. Removing his cock from her pussy, he slowly drags it up to her ass, smearing the wetness all over it. He lets the tip enter her ass and holds it there. Two of her fingers push up inside her pussy. Feeling the wetness that his cock had caused. They slip in and out easily.

He then begins to move the tip of his throbbing cock in and out of her ass slowly. Saying loudly, “You want all my cock in there, baby? You want my hard cock filling up that sweet ass of yours? Tell me what you want.”

“Yes, oh yes, I want all that cock in my ass. Fill my ass with your cum, let me cum with you. Oh god, fuck my ass, fuck it hard and fast. Give it all to me, nowwwwwwwww!” Hearing this his cock plunges all the way in and starts to move in and out fast, deep and hard.

Knowing he is about to cum. He yells, “Oh, I can’t wait much longer. Oh such a tight, sweet ass.” Feeling her hot, tight ass gripping his cock, he begins to spurt her ass full of cum, “Oh baby, I am filling your ass full of cum! Cum with me, baby! Make that pussy feel good, finger fuck yourself…cum, baby, cum, rub that clit harder.”

Sarah begins to rub harder and her juices begin to flow, “OMG! I am cumming. Keep fucking my ass! Don’t stop yet! PLEASE!!!” His cock moving in and out faster, feeling her ass grip him tighter as she cums.

He slumps down on her, as his cock softens in her ass. They just lay there letting there bodies calm some more. He moves to lay beside her to kiss her passionately…as he whispers…”Thank you Baby, for the best night of my life!”

Laying on her side now, he snuggles up behind her, his arm reaching around her, holding her tight to him. As their bodies begin to relax more, they both *sigh* and laugh. Both knowing this was something, they both had waited for. As they slowly drift off with smiles on their faces.

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Sandi looked at herself naked in the floor length mirror of her hotel room. There was no mistaking that time and two pregnancies had stripped her of the slim physique of her 20s, 30s, and early 40s. The rest of the matter had been settled by a non-sexual but still monogamous relationship with her husband, and precious few moments where healthy meals and exercise failed to conflict with being a mother of two.

Her bust, though impressive, had certainly lowered over the years. Not that anyone could tell with the right bra, but if someone besides her husband happened to make it to the post-bra stage of fooling around, they would surely feel somewhat deceived.

Most men still attempted to sneak a peek on those days she opted for a low cut shirt. She was good at catching them looking but not betraying her knowledge of it. Those glances from interested men were a reminder that some things stay the same, no matter how old you or anyone else becomes.

Boyfriends and suitors of old were fascinated with her breasts. Amusing toys one minute, and objects of extraordinary lust the next.

She ran a finger from her chest down to her navel absentmindedly, as she observed herself.

“As true now as it ever was,” she thought to herself. “Short women with large breasts are highly desirable.”

As if the idea of imbalance itself was universally appealing. It had certainly been true most of her life. A great deal of her sexual partners were much taller men who bragged to their friends about her status as a “spinner”.

There lurked a voracious but dormant sexuality in her 54 year old body. It ached for attention.

This was a rare time away from family. From the responsibilities of home. She had left the kids under the care of her husband one day prior, and now was the first moment in years she’d had to reflect on herself as a person, as opposed to a wife or mother.

Though still a work trip, she’d decided to stay in Miami one day longer than necessary to unwind. While she was not confident enough to relax in a bikini by the pool with an umbrella drink or discover the city’s night life, time away from home was enough.

The work part of the work trip had consisted of several meetings, culminating in a rather stiff and underwhelming dinner. With that out of the way, all that remained was whatever she was to make of the remaining evening, and her free day tomorrow.

What she really wanted, and had wanted to do for so long, was to get good and drunk.

The mini bar was an option, though inexplicably expensive for what was on offer. There was also the hotel bar, which advertised itself as open late.

Sandi walked into the hotel bar in the floral, flowing summer dress she had purchased upon arrival. The cut was low enough to highlight her favored feature, and the lace thong beneath the dress was there only for her own pleasure, as a retreat to youth.

She did not plan on spending too much time in the bar. Just enough to have a few drinks to begin the buzz, and if need be, allow the contents of the mini bar to take her where she wanted to go.

Sandi ordered, and waited for her drink patiently. Though the bar was not full, the bartender did not seem to find urgency listed in his job description.

A group of younger men, possibly in their 20s, were huddled around a relatively small table in the opposite corner of the room. It was from them the room derived the most volume.

One or two of the young men had noticed Sandi as she walked in, and they continued to regard her as she waited for her drink. Though she acted as if she did not notice, it wasn’t easy to pretend that they would not let their fixation abide.

They spoke amongst each other while shooting glances in her direction, never being so forward enough as to point.

The drink arrived and was gone as soon as it had hit the counter.

“Another?” the bartender asked.

Sandi nodded.

Being a woman of no more than 5’2″ tall, and despite the slight weight gain, five drinks had been more than enough to catapult her to a place of drunkenness far beyond her original intention. Though despite the indulgence, what she really felt was free. She felt good. She felt happy.

Feeling happy and inhibition free, Sandi decided to take a late night trip up to the rooftop jacuzzi. Not knowing what sort of crowd would be waiting for her, she felt safest adorning the one piece swimsuit that seemed to hold everything together in the way she liked, without revealing the bits she didn’t.

To her surprise, the rooftop deck was empty. Though not closed, it was unmanned, and devoid of other hotel guests.

She Escort Bayan Gaziantep slipped into the bubbling jacuzzi, and felt a thousand years fall off her shoulders. Street noise and city noise melted away, and all she could hear were her thoughts and the bubbles.

Her mind wandered from place to place, tamping down worries and thoughts about responsibilities whenever they popped up. She made mental notes about things she wanted to do before hopping on the plane home the day after next.

She thought about the group of men at the bar. Specifically the two who had fixated upon her.

The fantasy emanated as a kernel, but sizzled and popped without much time in the pan. Sandi imagined the two men finding their way to the rooftop, and sliding into the jacuzzi with her. She imagined a silent seduction. No words, only understanding. Understanding that no matter who waited for her at homes hundreds of miles away, tonight she was going to do whatever she wanted with whoever she wanted.

There had been times over the years where she had come close to having an affair. When the attention is there, it’s hard to let it go unrewarded.

Seeing as how she was alone, her right hand began to drift lower and lower until it reached its destination.

Sandi rubbed her clit as she thought about the men from the bar. The things they could do to her if only they knew where to find her.

Voices came from behind the jacuzzi, and Sandi let the fantasy dissipate. The fun was over, and the best she could hope for was that whoever it was went away. But they did not go away, and the voices grew louder until they noticed someone had beat them to the jacuzzi.

Sandi left her eyes closed. She did not feel like acknowledging or interacting with anyone.

She felt their presence surround the jacuzzi. One by one they all got in, without saying anything. This, she thought, was odd.

Her eyes opened, and around her were the men from the bar. Not just the two that had taken notice of her, but all five of them.

She felt as though she should speak, but couldn’t find the words. She stared at them and they stared at her. Maybe it was the alcohol that made everything feel strange, but she was sure that this was an unusual moment.

“We noticed you were alone at the bar. Here by yourself?” asked one of the two men that had been staring at her.

“Yes,” she said. “Just me.”

“First time in Miami?”

“It is.”

“Here to relax?”

“A little, sure.”

“Good, good. We all like to relax too, don’t we?”

The four other men nodded.

“That’s what this city is all about,” he said. “In fact…”

As the sentence trailed off, the man reached beneath the bubbles to remove his swimsuit. One by one, the other men followed.

“Now see, that’s much better,” he added.

Sandi wasn’t sure what to do. Here she was, suddenly, with five naked men. Two of whom she had been actively fantasizing about ten minutes prior.

“So you tell me when I start getting things wrong,” said the man.

“Okay,” Sandi responded.

“You’re married…one or two kids…”

“Correct.”

“This is your first time away from home by yourself in a very long time…”

“Still correct.”

“And you’ve never cheated on your husband…but now that you’re by yourself…”

Sandi wasn’t sure how she was supposed to respond.

“Now that you’re by yourself, you’ve decided to cut loose, have some drinks at the hotel bar.”

She stared at him.

“Let me tell you a little bit about us. I have a talent for spotting women visiting the city by themselves who are curious about a good time. I’d say 9/10 I know what I’m talking about. In this particular instance, I’m pretty sure I know what you’re looking for.

Sandi was silent.

“So here’s what we’re gonna do. All of us are going to stand up, leave the hot tub and you’re going to take us down to your room.”

Five men stood around Sandi in her room, caressing her. Fondling her. Slowly stripping away the wet one piece swimsuit that clung to her body. When her breasts became bare, two of the five men bent down and took a nipple each into their mouth. Rolled their tongues around them in a circle.

Once she was fully nude, two of the men lifted her in the air. Stretched between them, her head lay on the left shoulder of one, while the head of the other man was buried between her legs, as they lay draped over his own shoulders. As he began to run his tongue around the folds of pussy, and up to her clit, her legs began to twist around the back of his neck, as she pulled his tongue in closer.

She turned to face the man whose shoulder her head lay upon. Their lips locked.

They placed her back upon the floor. The five men stood looking down at her, and she up at them. There existed a foot of height, roughly, between each of the men and her.

The man who had done most of the talking, the man who had seemed to lead the group, put his hand upon her head, and pressed down gently. His eyes, connected with hers, looked down to his hard dick, intimating to her the next phase of the group’s pleasure.

As his pressed down on her head, she nodded in approval. So she sank to her knees, and the men closed ranks around her. The talkative man looked down at his willing pet, and slowly opened her mouth with his thumb. He grabbed his dick, and placed the tip of it upon her lips.

Sandi remembered the first time she’d had a man in her mouth. She had been nineteen, at a college party. It was Halloween, and as her physique naturally filled out the Playboy bunny suit, it was an obvious choice as a costume.

She had been drinking, and flirting with several frat boy. Eventually, one picked her up, and slung her over his shoulder. He took her back to his room, and several of his fellow frat brothers followed.

He closed the door, but not shut. Open just enough for anyone to peek through, if they wanted.

As he pulled her off his shoulder, and placed her on the floor, he grabbed her chin, pulled her forward, and they began to kiss. At first his hand had moved from her chin to the side of her neck, gently holding her closely to him. But as the kissing went on, he became increasingly aroused.

He took one of her hands, and pressed the palm against the bulge.

She groped it, the length of it. Rubbed her hand along it to judge its size. It had girth, certainly. Length she couldn’t tell. Not yet.

The frat boy unbuckled, unzipped, and pulled it out for her to play with. She paused the kissing to take a look at what hung below. It was sizable. Long, but thick. Sandi grabbed in, and stroked it gently.

And that is when he placed his hand upon her head, and pressed down gently.

She sank to her knees. Through the crack in the door she could see several of the frat brothers watching.

She turned back to the hard dick in front of her. He opened her mouth slowly with his thumb, and used his other hand to place the tip on her lips. She opened slowly, and let him push inside. Further and further her pushed. Though she felt like gagging, she did not.

He began by moving in and out of her mouth slowly, but graduated quickly to interlocking his hands begin her head, and deep-throating her hard.

On her knees again, the man in front of her began by slowing pushing his way into her mouth. She could see the hunger in the other men’s eyes as they watch her take the man’s dick further into her mouth, and down her throat. All these years later, she still did not gag.

And, like all those years ago, the man in her mouth eventually began to use her throat as deeply as he could enter it, as fast as she could take it. One by one, all the men in the circle took their chance to throat fuck Sandi, as if she was nothing more than a sex toy. There was no gasping for air, there was no choking, there was no gagging. Every dick that slid down her throat as if she was breathing them in.

She was letting go. Letting loose. And she was feeling plenty loose.

Eventually, they threw her on the bed. She lay on her back, staring up at them. She spread her legs, and played with herself. Smiling.

Though she’d had two kids, the effects of labor had made he feel self-conscious. She knew she was ogled for her breasts, but what she had always been proud of was her pussy. Proud because it was perfect and pink. Nothing was where it shouldn’t have been, and everything was where she wanted it to be. So after the kids, she consulted a doctor, and paid for a rejuvenation surgery.

Not that her husband got much use out of it, but it she still knew how to have fun playing with it.

Hidden in her closet for many years had been a shoe box. A shoe box containing toys of all shapes and sizes. So when it came time to whip out on of her toys, she would look down, and admire the perfect little pussy that got to enjoy the fun she had in store for it.

One man climbed onto the bed first. On his knees, he grabbed both thighs, and pulled her towards him.

“Do…do any of you have…do any of you have condoms?” she asked.

One of the other men in the room walked up next to her, knelt down, and whispered in her ear.

“I don’t think you understand…we will be dripping out of you until well after you’ve left Miami.”

The man on the bed pulled her onto his hard dick. She let out a moan she knew the people in the room next store would have probably heard. His dick filled the inside of her wet pussy, stretching it. And as each inch stretched in, she moaned harder and harder.

The man who had whispered in her ear tilted her head to the side, and pushed his dick into her lips.

Willingly, she became their little fuck toy. One by one the men took their turn inside of her. Not only in her pussy, but in her mouth. They fucked Sandi hard, and she flew around the bed like a ragdoll.

She was riding a man cowgirl with her hands pressed up against the headboard when she felt one of the others touch the tip of his dick to her asshole. As she had never tried anal, she was unsure of the sensation. Her fear was pain. Her hope was ecstasy.

The man pushed his dick into her ass, and for the first time in her lift, she was experiencing double penetration. The two men worked into and out of her holes at different rhythms. She felt slutty. Used. And it was such a relief. A relief from her boring life.

The men inside of her made the move to stand up. The one in her pussy stayed inside of her while the other man made room for another to enter her ass. When the man in her pussy was standing fully, another other then men walked up behind her, and fit his dick into the gaping asshole.

The two men inside her lifted her up and down on their dicks. At this point she was screaming with pleasure. Making more noise than she needed to. She wanted people to know. She wanted people to know that she was being fucked. Fucked hard.

Back on the bed, one man was in her pussy, another was between her breasts, and a third searching the depths of her throat. She was now positioned diagonally on the bed, near the lower left corner. The man inside her pussy was standing at the foot of the bed, the man between her breasts was kneeling on the bed over her, and the man down her throat stood to the left side of the bed. Her head hung over the bed, so the man could more easily slide himself down her throat.

Despite their stamina, time was soon approaching when they would all be finishing. She was exhausted, but didn’t want to experience to end.

The man between her chest, whether he had been the same man since the beginning or not, finished first. His cum shot up towards her neck, and before he was finished, managed to gain some coverage of her right breast.

The man in her pussy was second to finish. She felt his hot lake of cum fill her. His was an orgasm that seemed protracted over minutes, rather than seconds. She could tell by the end that his cum was dripping out of her.

The man down her throat, however, had staying power. It was at this point she became aware of the inactive members of the group. They had been stroking themselves slowly in preparation for this moment.

One of the men shot his load over her chest, effectively covering it. The other shot his over her face, or at least what parts were not blocked by the man down her throat.

The man that had been taking his time, feeding his hard dick in and out of her throat, grabbed the sides of her throats and began to thrust in a out fast. Pounding her throat harder than any of them had pounded her pussy.

And finally, he released what had been building.

He pull back enough to release the bulk of his cum into her mouth, so she would know how much he’d left inside her.

It was too much. It began to burst out around the corners of her mouth.

The man pulled out. He looked down to see how much she had yet to swallow.

They had gone, and Sandi the fuck toy lay naked on the bed. Exhausted.

She was covered in cum. Dripping with cum.

Her husband would never know how his wife had been used. Her friends would never know. Nobody besides the five men would know how thoroughly she had been fucked.

This would be a memory she would hold onto for those nights when she’s alone in her own bedroom, searching for a memory to make her wet.

At 54, she still had it. She was still an object of desire. Inspired aggressive lust in men. And she wanted it to happen again, and again, and again. For as long as men would want to fuck her.

She dragged a finger across a pool of cum, and held it in the air. She looked at the finger. A thick line began to forms droplets and fall from the fingertip.

Sandi took both hands, a scooped what cum she could into both. She looked at it for a moment, then placed both hands upon her face, covering her face in cum that had not already been there. Licking the rest off her hands, and they fell past her tongue.

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Light…ugh…pillow over head.

BRRRRNNNGGGG!!…(muted thud, followed by silence)

Eliza peered out from under the pillow with one eye, grimacing in pain as the sunlight hit her full on. “What in the world did I drink last night?” she thought to herself, as she attempted to put the top of her head back on the rest of her aching body. “I’d have sworn that all I had was a couple of glasses of wine, but, wow…” She staggered out of bed, getting tangled in the covers and nearly falling as she made her unsteady way to the bathroom. “What I need is a good hot shower,” she thought. She was so out of it that she got under the water without testing it first…

“Oh Blessed Mother…” she moaned, as the water came running over her body at just the right temperature for aching muscles, “finally, this monster works properly! I need to remind myself to thank Kit properly for this.”

“You’re welcome,” came a thick voice in her ear, startling her so much she almost slipped on the shower floor as a strong arm wrapped itself around her slippery waist. “Anything for my favorite demanding tenant…”

“What…how…who…” Eliza sputtered. “Why are you in my shower? For that matter, how long have you been in my apartment?”

“Well, let’s see…if today’s Tuesday,” he said, glancing out of the shower at the alarm clock that was lying on the floor where it had landed after being shoved off of the nightstand, “and it is…then just since about 10-ish last night. You were pretty much AFO and needed help with productive ambulation, so I helped you into a cab and home. You pretty much pulled me into bed with you after I got you undressed, so I stayed to make sure you slept peacefully. How’s your head?”

“Pounding, but nothing a good soak won’t cure; but the rest of my old bones…that’s another story. What did I do to myself last night? For some reason, I don’t remember much after the third round of ‘Ring-Around-the-Rosey’…”

“Hmm; you’re missing the last couple of rounds, then. Do you remember the contest that you and the girls dreamed up, competing for the most creative combinations of male and female genitalia, winner to be serviced by all others?” At her shaken head, he continued. “Well, who do you suppose won? You SHOULD be sore!”

“Ooof…then I know who also won a prize,” she said archly, pointing to Kit’s cock, which was adorned with what looked suspiciously like Jackie’s blue hair bow. “How did that get there?”

“Apparently, I won ‘Best in Show’, I guess,” he said, but not moving fast enough to duck a double handful of water thrown at his face. Sputtering, he laughed,”The others said that there wasn’t a good place to put it on you, so I settled for second choice. By the way, you are going to have to hoof it if you want to get to work early enough to beat the youngsters Bayan Escort Gaziantep there. That would cement your standing as Queen Bee for sure.”

“Out! Out!” she insisted, as she pushed him out of the shower. “I need to get the kinks out before I get dressed.”

Laughing, he acquiesced and left the shower to Eliza, who set a personal record time for shower and shave, almost nicking her legs in the process, but managing to avoid personal injury. She only took a second to decide on a knee-length pleated tartan skirt with a white long-sleeved blouse with a jabot front. “This’ll tickle Stephanie,” she thought to herself. “She never wears tartan…wonder why?” One last quick check in the mirror, and she was gone.

**

“Ha! Made it!” she silently gloated, when she was the first to the office, even beating the usually prompt doorman to the building. She quickly made her way to her office, and pulled up the lobby camera video feed onto her computer’s desktop, so she could see when the others arrived. Chuckling to herself, she fixed the first cup of coffee for the day, and settled into her morning routine, catching up on the evening’s emails and file updates. She kept no more than a corner of her eye on the camera feed, so she almost missed the unusual sight of all four of the younger members of last night’s bacchanalia entering the lobby together. She felt a faint smile cross her lips as she observed the four of them guiltily remove their arms from one another as they left the elevator; it was obvious that they had all been together overnight. She decided that this opportunity for a little fun at their expense was too good to pass up. As Suni peeled away from the others to assume his place at the reception desk, she started a mental countdown. When the other three had had almost enough time to get to their respective desks, she pressed “SEND” on her email program.

“BOOP” sang four computers simultaneously. Steph, Jackie, and Jay, whose desks were close enough to hear each other’s notifications, looked at each other questioningly. Then, as one, they opened the incoming message, and again looked at each other, this time with more than a little trepidation. All three (four, if they had been able to hear Suni’s computer, too) popped up with the same message; “Report to Eliza Tinker’s office immediately.” Three nervous staffers, soon joined by the fourth, made their way to the corner office and tapped gingerly on the door.

“Come in,” they heard, followed by “Close the door behind you,” as they entered the office. The four young staffers stood nervously in a line in front of Eliza’s desk, waiting as she studied her computer screen for almost a full minute before glancing up. “Please find a seat,” she said, finally breaking out in a smile that went a long way in relieving the anxiety that was almost overwhelming the youngsters. As they bustled about finding places to sit, Eliza chuckled. “You four must have been just about ready to wet yourselves, hmm?” she observed. One look in their eyes, and she knew she had called it pretty closely. “Well, don’t go changing your knickers just yet, my pretties; you are not the ones in trouble. I do, however, have a problem in which the four of you may be involved.”

The two young women exchanged an uneasy look, mirrored by the expression on the young men’s faces. “What is the problem?” Jackie finally asked, when it became obvious that the others were going to remain silent. “Is someone hurt,” she asked, looking at the others, who shook their heads, “or sick?”

“Well,” answered Eliza, “it’s a bit more complicated than that. Somehow, in last night’s ‘stress relief’ session, I lost track of several hours of time. I have no recollection of events after about the third round of ‘swing your partner’. I am ashamed to say, I woke up this morning not knowing how I got home, or even what day it was. I know that I didn’t have too much to drink, as I know how much was in the sauna. Do any of you have any insight as to what might have happened?”

Stephanie looked at the others, who nodded for her to go ahead. “Weel,” she began, her Scots brogue thicker than usual, “after partnerin’ with everyone at least twice, it go’ a bit complicated. The combinations began to get, shall we say, unconventional.”

Jay interrupted her by interjecting, “She means kinky!” to which Jackie glared at him, Suni winced, and Stephanie elbowed him sharply in the ribs, causing him to emit a smothered yelp.

“As I was sayin’,” She continued, giving Jay a sharp look which promised more pain in his immediate future if he opened his mouth again, “we go’ a little carried away. At one point, ye were…” At this, Stephanie hesitated, only to have Eliza indicate that she should continue, “Ye were invitin’ all three menfolk to have a go at ye at once. Ye were like a woman possessed, E! Eventually, I had to throw some water in yuir face when ye passed out from such a strong orgasm from havin’ all three in ye at once. Jackie and I were amazed at yuir stamina, and at yuir inventiveness! I dinna think that I would ha’ tried that, although,” at this she glanced coyly at Jackie, who began to blush, “SOME of us here had nae problem with tryin’ to keep up wi’ the boss! Anyway, after a roll or two with that lot,” she said, looking at the boys who were trying, unsuccessfully to become part of the wallpaper, “there was sae much grapplin’ and wigglin’ amongst all of us that it was a bit later that we discovered ye had fainted or passed out, or sommat like that. Yuir older friend, Kit was it, said as how he’d be taking ye home, and assured us that ye’d be fine wi’ that. Frankly, we were a’ sae besotted wi’ each other that we a’ ended up at Jay’s place last night, hence a’ getting here at once…” At this she seemed to finally run down, and looked at Eliza with more than a little uneasiness.

Eliza followed this explanation with a slowly rising sense of worry, mixed with relief that it had happened with friends who would look out for her safety. She hadn’t known that she had such a wild side, and it bore some reflection, as well as a need to protect herself and her loyal young associates. She resolved, at that moment, to soundproof the sauna door, and, to avoid the possibility of further embarrassment with other staffers, to install an indicator light on the outer door that could be lit when the sauna’s occupants wanted privacy. She also wrote herself a mental note to check on glass that could be fogged electronically when the need arose, just to be safe. All this, however, didn’t solve the problem; there was still the wantonness that Eliza hadn’t known she possessed, and the still unresolved matter of how to protect herself from it and its after-effects.

She broke free of this thought process, and said to her young friends, “Thank you all for your loyalty and concern for each other…and me, too. I have discovered that you are all trustworthy to the extreme, and so I feel no hesitation to call you all friends.” With that, she bestowed one of her megawatt smiles on the four, who finally smiled back, all cares and worries put aside.

“That being said, however,” she continued, causing Suni to start as if bitten, and Jay to look at the girls guiltily, “we need to investigate an alternative location if we are to continue these…activities, shall we say, on such a level as last night. I have some thoughts, but I’d like each of you to come up with ideas on options that don’t involve anyone’s private residence. Ideally, it would be in a place where we could meet without inviting closer scrutiny by anyone not in the know, as it were. Please think on this and get back to me, say, Thursday morning, here, at 9:30. I’ll have breakfast ready for us all. I daresay, we’ll need some nourishment for such a discussion, yes? Okay, then, off you go.”

With that, the four filed out to return to their respective desks, leaving Eliza with her brow furrowed in thought. After the last left, closing the door, Eliza thought for a moment longer, then picked up her phone, punched for a private line, and keyed a number in from memory. After just a moment, she spoke into the handset, “We need to talk. Can you come meet me for lunch at about 11:30? Caglioni’s on 45th? I’ll have a booth reserved under my name…Great! Thanks!” With that, she hung the handset up, and got to work, doing her best to clear her desk before leaving for her lunch appointment. Outside, the office hummed along in its usual semi-frantic pace, nothing unusual to indicate the inner turmoil felt by its CEO…

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Ann: A Love Story Ch. 87

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Her fingers felt like magic, making my entire body tingle. It was relaxing and nerve-racking at the same time; her mere proximity affecting me in so many ways. As she ran them through my hair, feeling the strands with her delicate touch, I couldn’t help but feel a little melancholy about the moment. And whatever sad feelings I happened to be having, I was doing far better than she was.

Tina was a wreck, fighting back tears as she cut my hair. It was Friday night, and Ann and I were in her shop after hours. Tina said that she wanted to cut my hair for the wedding, insisting that she was going to do it for free. She had just trimmed Ann’s moments before, and she’d be styling it for her the day of the wedding, taking on an unusual additional task for a maid of honor. And that magical day was just a little over a week away.

She had said cutting it then would allow time for our hair to grow a little, just enough to make us both look fantastic for the ceremony. I didn’t see how it would make that much of a difference, what with it just being a week. But I trusted her as much as I trusted Ann. Besides, she was amazing at her job. If she thought it was a good idea, I wasn’t going to argue the point.

Still, she was struggling, struck by the finality of what she was doing.

“This is the last time I’m ever going to get to cut your hair,” she sniffed.

“Tina, stop saying that,” I replied.

“But it is,” she sniffed again.

Ann had been admiring the job Tina had done as she looked at herself in the mirror, sitting in the chair next to my left, but she’d also been listening. And she felt compelled to reach out to her as only she could.

“Tina, I know this is hard. Believe me…it’s hard for us too. But it’s not like you’re never going to see us again. We won’t let that happen, I promise.”

“What…a couple of times a year when you come back to visit?” she scoffed, choosing to stay in her little funk.

“Yes…but you can always come out to see us anytime you want to. And I promise we’ll have a good time.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Use your imagination,” she giggled.

“What?”

“I’m saying, when you come out to see us, do you want to cut our hair…or would you rather find another way to spend that time?”

The room fell silent for a moment; just the sound of the scissors in Tina’s hand swiping through my hair, making precise cuts. She appeared to be calm, focusing on her job. But I could tell by the look on her face reflected in the mirror that she was thinking about what Ann had just said…and insinuated.

After a couple of minutes, she stopped and looked at her directly. “So, you’re saying that even after you’re married…we…” Her voice trailing off at the mere thought of finishing her sentence, as if the enormity of what she was about to say became too much to verbalize.

Ann toyed with her hair, twisting a long strand seductively around her finger; her reaction flirtatious as she gave a quick glance over to Tina. “Of course we will. Why wouldn’t we?” she winked.

“Well, because you’ll be married, for one.”

She turned in her chair, looking her in the eyes, a soft smile on her face. “Yes, we’ll be married. I love Neil. And he loves me. But that doesn’t change who we are as individuals, or as a couple. It just means we belong to each other forever.”

“Which should mean…”

“That when it comes to you, nothing changes. Neil loves you, don’t you baby?”

“Yep,” I replied, not even having to think about it.

“See…and you KNOW how I feel about you.”

“Yeah,” she said sheepishly, her shoulders rising as she took a deep breath, nodded her head in agreement.

“Well, as much as each of us loves you, Tina, I think as a couple we love you even more.”

“Yep,” I said again.

Her eyes widened, and she sighed. “Really?” she said almost in disbelief.

Ann grinned. “Of course we do. And that means when you come out to visit, the three of us are going to have a lot of fun.”

“I’d like that,” she said as she went back to work, suddenly in a much better mood. Her change in demeanor was incredible, and instantaneous. She was practically humming as she snipped and styled my hair. Suddenly her magical fingers were having the same effect on me that they usually had. I always loved how she played with my hair when she cut it…even when she was upset like she’d been when I sat down and she put the black smock over me. But now that she was into it, so to speak, I was too. And that wasn’t lost on Ann.

“I can see why Neil came here to get his hair cut,” she laughed.

“What?” Tina said, oblivious about the effect she was having on me.

“You have him squirming in the chair.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that I think Neil is regretting wearing jeans today. He’s got to be pretty cramped by now.”

“Maybe he should have worn gym shorts,” she giggled.

“Gym short would have just gotten me in trouble,” I moaned as Tina’s hands roamed Antep Bayan Escort over my scalp.

“Why is that, baby?”

“I think you know why, Anna.”

“What…you think I don’t know how turned on you get when Tina cuts your hair? You’ve told me about it a thousand times.”

“Of course I know that you know. That’s why you wanted us to get our haircuts together tonight…so nothing would happen,” I laughed.

Ann got up and walked over to me in silence, blocking my reflection in the mirror. The devilish grin on her face made a chill run up my spine. Squatting in front of me, she ran her hands under the smock, her palms rubbing against my thighs. Peering into my eyes, she reached my crotch, deftly opening my zipper and extracting my growing cock. Seconds later, she was back in her seat, eyeing the tenting material on my lap.

Catching Tina’s face in the mirror, I saw that she was just as confused about what Ann had done as I was. We both looked at her, sitting in the chair next to us with her legs crossed and a satisfied look on her face

“What was that all about?” Tina finally asked.

“Well, there are a couple of reasons why I wanted to get my hair cut with him tonight. First, it’s more practical. I get to spend more time with him, and I get to be with you. But contrary to what he thinks, I didn’t come here with him to keep anything from happening between the two of you. I came because I was hoping to see what happens.”

My cock flinched underneath the fabric, but I was still confused, saying “Huh?” It was like my brain didn’t really connect the dots, but my other head was totally getting it.

“You’ve told me about Tina and your haircuts so many times, I wanted to see what happens for myself.”

“See what happens?” Tina smiled.

“Uh huh. You know…just pretend I’m not here.”

“Ann, if you weren’t here, nothing would happen,” I said matter of factly.

“Okay…pretend I’m here then,” she laughed.

“Which brings us back to where we started.”

“Not exactly. We started with your cock in your pants. Now it’s not. You two can take it from there.”

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” I asked innocently.

“Like I said, pretend I’m here…because I am. I want to watch.” She put her hands behind her head, elbows out as she settled deeper into the chair.

“You just want to watch?” Tina asked, sounding disappointed. “You’re not going to…join us?”

“No…I think I’ll sit this one out.”

“Are you sure? I’d really…”

“Let’s say that I have to sit this one out,” she winked.

“Huh…ooohhhh,” Tina nodded, realizing that Ann had started her period.

“Yeah,” she smiled.

“Wow…well, thank God you got it now.”

“Yeah, I know. I started this morning, so I should be good by Thursday.”

“You better be!”

“Why would you care if it’s over by Thursday?” I asked.

“That’s the day of her bachelorette party.”

I looked at Tina’s reflection, my eyes narrowing as they met hers. “And just why would it be important for her to finish her period before the bachelorette party?”

“Women are no different than men, Neil. They should get a chance to have one last night of unbridled sex as a single woman, just like a man gets. Don’t you think?”

“Okay, first, I never got a night like that the first time I got married, and I’m not going to this time either. Second, if you’re planning to have some guy fuck Ann, you can think again!”

Tina put her hands on my shoulders, a sweet smile appearing as she leaned next to my ear. “First, you don’t know what Matt has planned for you, or who might be helping him plan it,” she whispered, not wanting Ann to hear her. “And second, I never said anything about a guy fucking Ann, did I?”

“What?”

“I said ‘unbridled sex’…I never said it would be with a guy.”

Tina slid her hands down the front of my body, feeling my chest as she started licking my ear. Her hot breath landed on my neck, making me shiver with excitement. And that feeling grew as her hand drifted down to my crotch, feeling my erection through the fabric of the smock.

“Let me finish cutting your hair, and then I’ll take care of this,” she said, squeezing my shaft.

~*~*~*~*~*~

“Are you cutting each one individually,” I moaned, the tip of my cock straining against the smock.

It was throbbing, and in my brain I was sure it was a deep shade of purple from the way it felt. That probably wasn’t really true, but I couldn’t tell for sure. Not with Tina still cutting my hair. Or pretending to cut it.

She’d been taking her time, dragging out what was supposed to be a trim, making it last forever. All the while, she was using her fingers in my hair, and driving me wild in the process. She was going out of her way to make me hard, knowing that everything she did made my cock flinch. And it wasn’t hard for her to tell the effect she was having on me; she could see the smock moving on my lap.

The fabric felt almost like silk, and it was rubbing against the head in ways that was making things worse. Or better. Precum was flowing, creating a darkened spot over my crotch from the wetness. And that spot was growing.

“I have to take my time to make sure you look good for the wedding,” she giggled

“You’re going to have a mess on your hands pretty soon.”

“I’m counting on it,” she playfully responded as she leaned forward, pressing her big tits against my back once again. “Maybe I can talk your girlfriend into cleaning it up when we’re done.”

“I’m just an observer tonight,” Ann chimed in.

Tina finally finished my trim, and I knew what was going to happen next. At least I thought I did. Whenever she finished the cutting, she always grabbed some styling gel. It was one of the things I looked forward to the most. The way her fingers would lightly run through my hair, her fingertips grazing my scalp as she applied it; that was what originally caused my body to respond in such a primal way the first time she ever cut my hair. After that, every time she touched my head I’d have that reaction, my cock growing uncontrollably.

But instead of getting a glob of the gel from the tube and standing behind me like she’d always done before, she stood in front of me with a sexy grin on her face. Grabbing the tube, she climbed on my lap, her knees next to my thighs as she dangled her feet next to my knees. She slowly ground her crotch over mine as she squeezed some gel onto her fingers.

Throwing the container of gel back onto the counter of her station, she winked at me and said, “If you play your cards right, maybe I’ll squeeze something sticky out of you.”

“That’s the corniest thing you’ve ever said to me,” I laughed.

“Maybe so…but you’re thinking about it,” she replied as she ran her fingers delicately through my hair, styling it. Jumping off my lap, she washed her hands in the sink, and then she came back and held out her hand. “C’mon, Neil. Let’s go in back and I’ll take care of you.”

Ann smiled and said, “Uh-uh. I want to watch you…right here.”

Tina laughed and said, “Okay…let me turn off the lights.”

“Nope. Just like you are.”

Her head snapped in Ann’s direction. “Are you crazy?”

“There’s so much wording on the windows people can’t see in anyway. Besides, I’m blocking you.”

Tina’s hands went to her hips. “They can still see inside if they want. I’m not getting naked with the lights on, Ann.”

“I never said you have to get naked. You’re a smart woman, Tina. Be creative.”

The impish grin on Tina’s face lit up the already bright room. “Take off your pants, Stud. I’ll be right back.”

She scampered off to the back room, leaving me there wondering what the hell was about to happen. “Are you sure about this, babe?” I asked Ann.

She got up and walked over to me again. First she flicked off my shoes, before reaching underneath my smock for the second time. She avoided my cock while she unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. Nodding at me to lift my hips, she slid my Levi’s down my legs. Tossing the denim onto the counter, she winked again and said, “Yes, baby. I’m sure. This is going to mean a lot to Tina, so don’t hold back, okay?”

“It’s Tina,” I snickered.

‘What’s that mean?”

“You want me to fuck her, right?” I questioned, making sure there were no misconceptions.

“Of course…why?”

“Because, when it comes to Tina, there is no holding back…that’s the only way she likes it.”

Ann gave me a loving glance and said, “Maybe that’s the only way she knows how.”

I felt my eyes squinting as I questioned her statement. “The only way? W…what?”

“Maybe no one’s ever taken the time to show her the benefits of going slow and deliberate, Neil. You certainly haven’t.”

“But that’s because that’s not what she wanted.”

“I don’t think it’s what either of you wanted, frankly. I can certainly understand you wanting it like that when you first got together. You’d gone without sex for so long, and there was the thrill of it and all. But did you ever ask her, or ever try to slow it down?” she asked as she sat back in the chair next to me.

Thinking about it, I couldn’t remember ever considering fucking Tina in a way other than flat out hammering her. We both loved it, and the energetic romps we’d shared were always amazing on every level. But she always seemed to press me…urging me to go harder and faster, almost like she was scared to go slower. Maybe she thought I might change my mind about fucking her altogether, fearful that I would feel we were getting too close. That was fresh on my mind when she walked out of her office toward me.

She was wearing a thin white coat, the kind that all of her girls wore when they cut hair. It looked sort of like a stylish lab coat, buttoning all the way down the front, the bottom coming just past her crotch. It was interesting that she was wearing one, as she never did when she worked. She insisted on her staff wearing them while they cut hair, wanting them to look professional. She was the lone exception, choosing to stand out from the crowd. It was one of the perks she gave herself for being the boss.

There was just one button closed on the coat, two thirds of the way down. It was easy to tell that she was naked underneath, but that didn’t dampen the thrill as she sauntered over to me. The spikes of her heels clacked against the tile floor as she strutted, making her hips sway seductively. It was her natural walk, and I grinned like a little kid as I saw the inner globes of her breasts bouncing underneath the loose folds of the coat.

When she reached the chair, she swung it around, making me spin until I faced her. I’d seen that look in her eyes many times…one of pure, animalistic lust. She wanted to fuck. She needed to fuck. And as she opened the button on the coat, unleashing her sexy, curvaceous body…it was clear that she was going to fuck.

Reaching for the front of the black smock covering my body, she lifted it slowly, biting her lip like a horny woman about to do something deliciously naughty, which she was. When the sight of my throbbing cock caught her eye, the shaft glistening from the precum that had been flowing, she gasped as if she was seeing it for the first time.

“Are you ready for me to fuck your brains out, Stud,” she hissed as she stepped forward, ready to pounce on me.

Grabbing her wrist, I pulled her toward me with a quick jerk, making her fall into my arms. She squealed at first, and then giggled, until she saw the serious look in my eyes. “No, Tina. But I am ready to make love to you,” I said as I pressed my lips against hers.

I could hear Ann practically swoon from the other chair, reacting like she was watching some romantic movie, albeit a pornographic one. My left hand went to the back of Tina’s head, my fingers running through her blonde locks like she’d done to me so many times while styling my hair. My other hand held her to me as I gently kissed her, my mouth parting ever so slightly so I could graze my tongue against her trembling lips.

I could feel her shaking as she kissed me back, moaning into my mouth as I took my time, and taking control of what we were about to do in the process. We kissed for several minutes; each time she started to press forward and be more aggressive, hoping to move to something else, I’d back off and kiss her cheek, or her neck.

The fourth or fifth time she tried to assert some kind of control, I pulled back and licked at her right ear, away from the side where Ann was sitting. “You need to relax and let go tonight,” I whispered.

“What?” she responded, louder than she probably intended.

“Ssshhh…quiet lover,” I said as my hand moved up underneath her coat to the small of her back, touching her lightly as she leaned farther forward.

“L…lover?”

“That’s right. I told you…I’m making love to you.”

She shivered again as I brought my lips to hers. I could feel her chest swelling as she let the emotions of the moment take over. But I could also feel her start to relax after a little bit, letting me kiss her…letting me start to take her where she really wanted to go. Lifting her tiny frame up, I had her straddle me, her knees near my hips as she settled in place.

My left hand moved further underneath the coat to her upper back, caressing her skin. My right hand moved to her left breast, massaging it…lifting it slightly. I felt her nipple stiffen when I gently rubbed my thumb across it. Normally, she would have begged me to twist or pull them. Instead, when I brought my other hand to her chest, she started to mumble. She sucked in her breath as she felt me stimulating her hard nubs, flicking them back and forth as I kissed her harder.

I let my right hand trail down her body, stroking her silky skin with the lightest touch I could muster. She giggled as my fingers crossed her tight abdomen, tickling as they bushed against her hard body.

“You’re not going to tease me, are you?” she said nervously.

“No. I told you…I’m going to make love to you,” I said as my hand moved to her bare crotch, feeling her smoothly shaved pubic mound. As my middle finger slid lower, I let it graze against her clit, and she let out a little yelp. She bit her lip, her eyes widening in anticipation as I moved my hand further.

I felt the wetness on my fingers, the slippery folds of her pussy splitting as I moved my hand back and forth. She snapped her eyes shut and held her breath, waiting to see if I’d be true to my word. And while there were times when being playful and teasing would make lovemaking more incredible, this wasn’t one of them. I wanted Tina to know from the very start that I was serious about my intentions.

I was amazed that she hadn’t ignored my suggestion that she let me take things slow. She was so wet that I knew she wanted a hard, fast fuck to give her the orgasm she seemed to now desperately need. Frankly, I expected her to take matters into her own hands and grab my shaft, stuffing it into her wet slit. But she was letting me do what I wanted to with her…and that meant I wasn’t going to tease her. Instead, I sank my middle finger into her waiting cunt, feeling her walls grip me as I slowly went deeper and deeper.

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Ann: A Love Story Ch. 49

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I pressed down on the shutter, making the camera take a couple of pictures in a row, but my face pulled away from the viewfinder to stare at Ann with my own eyes. Hers eyes were fixed, showing their excitement as she looked at me. Mine were blinking, trying to make sense of what they saw. I was sure our guests heard the thud of my jaw hitting the floor in shock and elated surprise.

Behind me was Todd, the handsome voyeur who’d stumbled upon the two of us because I had neglected to close the door to our room. I had been too busy looking at Ann as she removed her robe for me. Todd also got an eyeful as he strolled by the open door. And now, as he stood in the doorway getting even more of one, he moaned loudly.

Standing beside him was his beautiful wife Gracie, who had stumbled upon the THREE of us, because her husband hadn’t returned to their room when she thought he should have. So she came looking for him.

And she found a lot more as she looked at Ann, saying, “Wow…that is soooo…”

“HOT!” I said, finishing Gracie’s sentence for her. And it was.

I started grinning from ear to ear as Ann let out a little laugh and said, “Tell me baby…can you see it now?”

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ann was standing near the bathroom door of our room at the spectacular Bed and Breakfast she’d booked us in near downtown Sacramento. She was naked, playing with her nipples as I watched, along with an attractive older couple that had happened to stumble upon us by accident. Ann had removed her robe as we walked in the door of our room, and I was so taken by her near naked form that I had forgotten to shut the door.

Todd, a dashing gentleman in his late 50’s, had noticed Ann’s backside as he walked past our open door towards his own room. At the time, she was wearing just a bright yellow g-string, and it didn’t cover anything from the angle that he had seen her. Instead, she looked totally naked. Todd stopped in his tracks, like any red blooded male with a pulse would have done, and Ann ended up showing him her bare tits by doing a little 360 degree spin on her yellow pumps.

After that, she stripped out of her thong, and asked me to get the camera. That’s when I noticed that Gracie, Todd’s stunning platinum blond wife, had joined us. She wasn’t a true blond…I was pretty sure her hair color was done at an expensive salon. But that didn’t stop her from acting the part; that of being a blond now having more fun. That point was proven when Ann had stopped the little show she was putting on out of concern of Gracie being there and not knowing how she would react. Gracie insisted that Ann continue, knowing she was eventually going to be the one enjoying the benefits of the hard cock that Ann was creating inside Todd’s tailored pants.

So Ann went on with her little show, bending over and exposing herself to the couple standing in the open doorway that led to the hall outside our room. Of course, Ann was more that willing to go on with the exhibitionist fantasy that was becoming more of a lifestyle with each passing day. And, she was showing herself to me, so that I could take pictures…something that seemed to shock Gracie.

When Ann finally turned around to face us all, she had held her hands low over her crotch, using her arms to push her perfect little breasts together, making them fuller and perkier, if it was possible for them to more perky than they usually were. She’d told me to get the camera ready, and the way she said it made me think she was going to strike another amazingly acrobatic pose. Instead, I got one of the best shocks of my life.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ann looked hotter than I had ever seen her. And as I thought of that, I realized that she had pulled off what I didn’t think could happen. We’d had a conversation earlier in the day, and I’d told her that she was already the hottest woman on the planet to me…so trying to improve on that was not only unnecessary, it was impossible. She had obviously looked upon that as some kind of challenge. And when it came to Ann, and challenges, she rarely fell short of whatever mark she was shooting for.

“Wow…she matches me!” Gracie said as she stared at Ann.

“Upstairs…yes,” Todd said with a wicked little laugh.

“Well I never would have thought to have Ellen do the downstairs too,” Gracie giggled. “Now don’t you wish you had?” Todd said grinning at his wife. She just nodded as she continued to stare at Ann.

Ann wasn’t looking at her new admirers. She was looking at me, and she was looking for an answer to her question. “So?” she said, her smile wavering between somewhat confident and slightly nervous.

“Ann, that is the hottest thing I think I’ve ever seen. YES I can see it! And it’s so fucking HOT!”

Ann had done exactly what she said she was going to do when she went into the bathroom a couple of hours before. She had colored her hair. She just left out the part that she was coloring her pubic hair, instead of the beautiful brown long, Escort Bayan Gaziantep curly tresses that framed her angelic face. Ann kept a neatly trimmed ‘landing strip’ about three quarters of an inch wide, running from the top of her pussy to her bikini line. I’d fallen in love with it the first time I saw it. And I’d told Ann I never wanted her to shave it.

But while the soft brown curls were enticingly noticeable when she’d had tan lines during her trip to Indiana, the three plus months of tanning without a bikini while we were apart had given Ann a deep bronze tan all over her body. And in doing so, it had made the strip of hair I’d grown to lust over blend in with her body. It was like camouflage, hidden against Ann’s skin.

But now, it was lit up like an actual landing strip at night. Ann had chosen to color her hair a similar shade of blond to what Gracie had selected for the beautiful locks on her head. Against Ann’s dark skin, the light colored hair seemed to come alive. I couldn’t wait to see it up close.

Ann must have had the same thought, because she walked over towards where I was standing. She stopped ten feet or so from me, at the foot of the antique four poster bed. Lifting her right foot up, she placed it on a large wooden storage trunk that was up against the footboard. She held her right leg out from her body at a ninety degree angle, opening her hips to spread herself as much as she could in that position. She had her left hand on her hip, making her look confident. Her right hand rested on her right thigh, near her groin, as if she was pointing with her fingers to where all of our eyes were going anyway.

Lifting the camera back up, I got down on my knees where I was and turned the zoom to get a close up of Ann’s new look. I groaned from my cock being so snug in my shorts, which made it difficult to move. But I carried on, taking a couple of photos. Then, from my position, I turned the camera quickly toward Todd and Gracie.

Gracie looked startled at first, while Todd grinned. I moved my head to the side for a second to make eye contact, and said, “Would you be offended if I took a picture of the two of you? We’d like to remember the moment, and you’ve been a wonderful part of it.”

Ann spoke up and said, “Please,” quietly, while she started playing with her pussy. Gracie looked up at Todd, who shrugged his shoulders and smiled. “Why not,” he said to his wife, “What harm could it do?”

Gracie turned toward me, and they stood in the doorway holding each other like the perfect couple. Todd’s arm went around Gracie’s shoulder, and she hugged him tightly at the waist. She was beaming, the perfect compliment to Todd’s confident smile. I took a couple of photos, and then turned back to take one of Ann fingering her pussy.

I was surprised that Todd was the one that decided they should take their leave. “We should let them have their privacy, Gracie. I’m sure we’re only getting in the way now.”

I wasn’t going to say anything. After all, it was Ann’s night. She’d set everything up, and while them being in our doorway was a wildcard, I half expected her to ask them to stay. Not that I thought she’d invite them into our bed with us…but the way Ann was frigging herself, I couldn’t rule that out either. But since I’d already told Ann I had no interest in sharing her, if she was to ask them, it would likely just be to watch.

Instead of asking them to stay, Ann simply said, “Thanks for stopping by. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.”

Gracie chuckled and said, “We certainly did, Ann. And I think I’m going to enjoy what you just started for us this evening. Come on, dear…let’s go make love.”

Todd kissed his wife, and they left, closing the door for us. I turned back to Ann, who shrugged her shoulders and gave me a sexy little grin.

“You really did enjoy that, didn’t you,” I said as I put the camera on the trunk next to Ann’s foot.

“Yes I did. But now it’s time for me to give you something to enjoy.”

~*~*~*~*~*~

If Ann’s goal was to get me to relax, she had certainly pulled out all the stops to do it. I don’t think I’d ever been more relaxed in my life. I was sitting in a huge antique soaking tub…the kind with the claw feet. And to be more precise, I was soaking in a very hot bubble bath. The room was filled with dozens of candles, which were providing the only light. Ann also had incense burning. Between the burning candles, the incense, and Ann’s special perfume, my nostrils were being filled with a wonderful array of intoxicating aromas.

My eyes were closed as I enjoyed an amazing massage from Ann. She was sitting behind me, outside the tub on a little stool, and she was using her hands to knead my shoulders and upper arms. Every once in a while, she would lean forward, letting her hands run down my chest, bringing her naked breasts against my upper back.

In the background was the music. Ann had turned on a radio, and had found a soft jazz station. It seemed that all of my senses were being soothed as she pampered me in her own special way. The sounds of Ann breathing near my ear made me tingle. It was like I was in some Japanese bathhouse, and she was my own personal Geisha girl, tending to my every possible need.

I remembered commenting to Ann when I first saw the big tub in her house that I hadn’t taken a bath in years. Now I was in the midst of yet another one, and it was a bubble bath no less. A stray thought of a box of Mr. Bubble from my youth crossed my mind. But I quickly shook those childhood memories out of my head as Ann reached down in the water and massaged my abdomen, creeping closer and closer to my crotch with her talented fingers. If I had known I could get a bath like that when I was a young teenager, I may have never started taking showers to begin with.

As the water began to cool, Ann pulled her hands back and stood up quietly. She left me in the bathroom, the clicking of her heels telling me she was walking away from me and into the bedroom, returning a short while later as she appeared at the side of the tub. She reached her hand into the water to open the drain, and then she motioned for me to stand up as she grabbed a big, fluffy white towel. As I got out, Ann knelt before me, drying my body from bottom to top. She worked lovingly, but silently, a gentle smile on her face as she took her time, carefully avoiding my raging hard on.

Once I was dry, Ann took me by the hand and led me to the queen sized bed. There were a dozen more candles lit, along with more incense. The radio continued to play, but she turned it down, since we were now in the room that it was in. And Ann also had taken the time to turn down the bed all the way, so that there was just the fitted, silky sheet awaiting us.

She had me lie on my stomach, and she proceeded to give me a full body massage, starting with my upper back, and working her way down my torso. Her fingers were magic, and I could feel any tension I may have had left draining from me. It was sexy and therapeutic at the same time. I couldn’t imagine going to a spa and having a better experience. The fact that I was getting that kind of treatment from someone I loved only made the whole thing more amazing.

She worked out the kinks in my thighs and lower legs, before concentrating her efforts on my ass. The way her fingers moved as she hovered over my body both relaxed me, and had me getting harder and hornier by the moment. Ann finally had me turn over, and I got to see her sweet smile as she went to work on my chest and shoulders. I looked down, staring at the golden velvet strip of pubic hair she’d colored just an hour or so before. My cock lurched a little, and she grinned, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she just moved her body so that she could continue her work, and yet give me an even better view.

I wondered how she knew I wanted a better look, but then again, I had been rather obvious in my stares…and my groans. Ann finished my upper body, and twisted hers to give herself better access to my legs, and in doing so, she moved her leg, straddling my head. I was staring up at Ann’s pussy for the briefest of moments before she crawled a little lower down my body to work on my thighs. She rested her ass on my stomach with her back to me, inches from my crotch, and cutting off my view of her new ‘hairdo’ in the process.

Ann lingered there for a while, finishing her work. I could feel the wetness of her pussy against the skin of my stomach, but she resisted the urge to hurry, or skip any area she felt needed her special touch. I admired her patience, and I was frankly a little surprised at my own at that point. It seemed like days since Ann started the process of helping me relax, and getting me turned on…yet, it was perfect. It was more than perfect. It was extraordinary.

Ann turned around, her pussy hovering over my throbbing cock. Leaning forward, she put her hands next to my body on the bed, and she lowered her face to mine, taking my mouth like it was a possession. My hands found her rib cage, and they moved gently up her sides until my thumbs found the fleshy underside of her tits. Ann moaned in my mouth as she nibbled and bit at my lips. Breaking off, she sat back down, moving her hands to my chest.

She was resting on my thighs, playing with my nipples for a moment as she stared at me. The candles were reflecting off Ann’s irises; the corners of her mouth upturned in a sexy, contented grin. I glanced down at her lower body, but my throbbing fat cock and balls hid her golden strip. She giggled, and slowly lifted herself, dragging her pussy across my ball sack until she sat down on my shaft, pressing it against my abdomen.

Ann moved her hips left and right, shifting her body, using my prick to split the folds of her pussy. After some sexy maneuvering, her pussy lips were gripping my cock like a suction cup. Ann cooed as she settled in, her clit protruding as she leaned forward just a little. I smiled as I looked at her pubic hair, lined up perfectly with my shaft. She knew I was watching, and she slowly moved forward.

Ann started rocking her hips, rubbing her wet pussy all over my rigid cock. It was anything but a dry hump. It was a wet one, and it dawned on me that Ann had never touched my erection with her hands. She’d steered clear, not even touching my cock when she dried me off. She was completing my full body massage by using her pussy to do the final part of my body that needed stroked and stimulated. I couldn’t believe how slick my cock was getting. Ann’s cunt was soaked, and she easily slipped back and forth along my shaft like she was riding on some kind of rail. My eyes locked on to her blond bush and her hard clit as she moved back and forth slowly, grinding her pelvis as she forced her body down harder onto me.

Ann closed her eyes and picked up the pace, going faster and faster as she increased the pressure on her clit. I grimaced a little as she dug her beautiful yellow nails into my chest. She wasn’t scratching me, but she was leaving indentations where her sharp talons had been. It hurt, and at the same time, it felt incredible. The faster Ann rocked her hips, the more she started panting. She was using my shaft to masturbate herself on, and I knew she was getting close to exploding.

“Uuunnnnnhhhhhh!” Ann squeaked, her body shaking as she coated my cock. I felt the warm fluid washing over my shaft a she kept grinding her clit back and forth over it.

Then she collapsed, falling onto me in a limp, damp heap. I held her tight as her tits pressed into me. Ann had worked hard, her back already slick with sweat. I kissed her neck, licking and nibbling at the tender area behind her ear. She moaned as she took a deep breath, trying to calm her heartbeat, which I could feel pounding against my chest.

With me licking her ear, Ann moaned once more, and started rocking her ass back and forth again. She was making longer strokes along my shaft, going from the very base of my cock, all the way to the tip. And that had me moaning. Ann giggled and sat up a little, staring me in the eyes. There was a look of determination on her face, and she rocked a couple more times, until she finally slipped all the way off the tip of my cock. With Ann coming off my prick for the first time in like ten minutes, it sprang up, bobbing up and down for a moment until it settled.

I thought at first she’d just gone too far and accidentally let my cock slip out from under her; and that she was going to lift herself up and get back on top of my shaft. Instead, Ann moved her knees up my sides a little, her shoes touching my thighs, and she rotated her hips to line herself up. She quickly shoved her body backwards, impaling her pussy over my cock. I let out a loud groan as I felt her warm, wet cunt enveloping me.

“Mmmmm,” Ann hummed as she started rocking her hips back and forth, this time, actually fucking me.

I reached up again and grabbed Ann’s tits from underneath, my thumbs flicking back and forth across her rubbery nubs. Ann hissed a little, and she sat back to give me better access to her chest. Her hands went to her the back of her head, elbows pointing out to the sides as she dug her fingers into her thick hair. Yet she continued to hop up and down on my shaft, showing off her incredible athleticism. Sure, I was providing her some balance by playing with her tits, but when I took my hands away for a moment, it proved it didn’t matter. Ann was able to fuck me without her hands supporting her, riding me just as deep and just as hard as before.

I loved watching Ann make love to me. I loved watching her half-closed eyes, showing she was in that dreamy state of sexual ecstasy. I loved watching her hair as her hands tousled the long curly strands, making them cascade over her shoulders. I loved watching her breasts; the way they would bounce quickly when she hit bottom, and then rise with her body to do it all over again on the next stroke. I loved watching her stomach ripple as she stuffed herself with my fat prick.

And I loved watching Ann’s new blond thatch of pubic hair. It was the perfect ornamentation to draw attention to her even more perfect pussy, practically making your eyes look in that direction like a flaming arrow pointing the way. And in a way, it did the same thing that Missy’s pussy ring did for her, albeit in a slightly different way…it really did make Ann look hotter, something I didn’t think was possible. As Ann bounced gracefully up and down on my shaft, I vowed never to make that assumption again. I loved the idea that she would continue to find ways to turn me on by altering her look from time to time.

Ann leaned back farther, hooking her high heels underneath my now knees to lock her in place. Putting her hands behind her between my knees, she was pulling back, making my cock bend with her at an awkward angle. It hurt a little, but the pain was far outweighed by the pleasure she was giving me. Ann started humping me faster, jamming her pussy over my shaft.

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