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The weekend finally ended and a new week began. On Monday and Tuesday Brittany gave the appearance that she was sluggish and tired in all her classes. ” Britt, you okay?” Tonya asked her on their way to lunch. “I just don’t feel so hot,” she responded. “Are you coming down with something?” Lara asked stepping back from her. “I’ll be okay,” Brittany responded.She kept up the same act when she was home. She ate very little and didn’t join her family for TV time. Finally on Tuesday evening she told her folks she was coming down with something and asked them to call her off from school tomorrow. Since their daughter rarely took a sick day they had no problem with honoring her request.On Wednesday morning Brittany remained in bed and pretended to be asleep as her parents got ready for work. The moment she heard their cars back out of the driveway Brittany headed for the bathroom. She washed her hair, shaved her legs and trimmed her pubic hair, she wanted to look perfect for Vince. She spent a great deal of time doing her hair and applying her makeup. She double and triple checked every step before she dressed. Brittany opened her closet and removed one of the blue and white cheerleader uniforms hanging there and placed it on the bed. From her lingerie collection she selected the prettiest white bra she owned and put almanbahis it on. Then came the question of what to wear under her skirt. Should she wear the standard cheerleader underwear that kept everything covered when she kicked or jumped up or go with silky white thong? As she pondered this question Vince was also getting ready for work. As usual he was up around 6:00 AM to do his morning workout. He then headed to the bathroom where he showered and double checked his body for any stray hairs. Around 7:00 AM he heard his daughter moving around her room and quickly donned a robe and headed to the kitchen to make them breakfast. Tonya appeared while he was taking his morning supplements and gave him a hug. “Good morning, daddy.” “Good morning, sweetie.” While eating breakfast Tonya’s cellphone rang. It was Brittany telling her that she was sick and would not be in school. “Brittany’s sick,” she told her dad. “I hope there is nothing going around,” he responded. “Neither do I,” she responded before she headed out the door for school.As soon as she was gone Vince called his job to tell them he would not be in today. As he was the second in command it was no big deal. He then headed to his bedroom where he donned a royal blue posing suit and then dug out the oil used before he went on stage. He began to apply it almanbahis yeni giriş to his body. It would not be the best oil job as he usually had someone backstage to do this for him. When the house phone rang and the caller ID showed him that it was Brittany’s house phone he jumped to answer it. “Hello?” “Hey,” her voice responded. “Hey yourself,” he answered. “I took a sick day,” she infomed him. “So I heard. I called in sick too,” he answered. “I’ll be heading out the door in a bit,” she informed. “I’ll leave the side door unlocked,” he responded. Vince noticed that just the sound of her voice started getting him excited and smiled to himself. Of all the pretty girls he met on the body building circuit none of them had this effect on him. He headed to the back room that had been converted into a studio used to photograph himself during his early days of body building. It had professional photographers lights, colored back drops and a set of light weights used to pump up. He placed a disc in the CD player and grabbed the weights and began the process of pumping up. Pumping up was the act of forcing more blood into his muscles so he looked bigger. About twenty minutes later he heard her voice call out to him and he told her where he was. When Brittany entered the room she almost fainted with pleasure. almanbahis giriş Vince was standing in front of a white back drop with the photographers lights on him. He was all oiled up and the bright lights made his skin glisten. His blue posing suit had high cut leg openings and it fully covered his ass, but the front was cut very low. There was no hair showing anywhere and that turned her on even more. She hated hairy guys. On weak knees Brittany took a seat and watched him wide eyed as he ran through some poses to show off his massive size. Her nipples got hard and her panties wet and her desire for him grew as she watched. She then slipped her hand under her skirt and into her wet panties and began to rub her clit. When Vince saw what she was doing he stopped posing and walked over to her. “Hey, that’s my job,” he said softly and pulled her arm out. She stood up and allowed him to sit and then took a seat in his lap. His strong hands caressed her long silky legs as they moved under her tiny pleated skirt. Her body shook with anticipation when Brittany felt his fingers brush across the crotch of her cheerleader panties, she moaned softly with pleasure as he did this. The gentle kisses they had been planting on each other soon turned into a passionate tongue sucking frenzy. When she could take it no more she stood up and got down on the floor on her elbows and knees in front of him. “Please don’t make me wait,” she begged. Vince stood up and over her shoulder she could see the tip of his cock peaking over the waistband of his tiny posing suit.

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They sat at the small table in the night club, nervously looking around the dimly lit room. The club music pounded as they watched a room full sweaty bodies, much younger than they, enjoying the night. The idea to spend a night out at one of these local clubs seemed like a great idea earlier in the night, but it had become painfully obvious that this was not what Guy and Jamie needed to reconnect in their marriage. They sat silently, apart, sipping their drinks and hoping that the other would just make the call to end the awkward night.Then it happened. Across the bar sat a trim and busty blonde, tight ringlet curls framed her perfectly made-up face. She was tall, confident, and locked on to the troubled couple across the way. As Guy’s eyes avoided his wife’s, peering around the room, he noticed briefly that this beautiful woman was seductively staring at him. “Must be some mistake” he thought as his glance continued around the room. As he moved his eyes back in her direction he could not believe it. The woman was still staring right into his eyes. He gave a nervous smile, looking to see if Jamie was aware of this interaction. He noticed the blonde lightly licking her lips, drawing him into her fantasy. He felt the arousal, the desire for this woman in tight black clothing across the bar. He had never been unfaithful to his wife, but the tension tonight made thoughts rip through his mind. What he would give for moment, just a moment, to be free of the awkward tension of his failing marriage and just take that wanting woman at the bar.Sophie, licking her rouge lips in the direction of Guy, raised her right hand up into her hair, running her fingers along the back of her neck, slowly drawing her hand over her soft skin and down her breast-line. She took a deep and sexually charged breath in as her hand paused over her right breast. She firmly cupped it as she pushed her chest up with her breath. As she dropped her hand back toward the bar, she let her fingertips complete the journey over her breast, her fingernail stopping momentarily to circle her nipple. She was enjoying this moment completely, putting this show on in such a public place for an obviously married man. She shot a smile across the bar at Guy, who had almanbahis not missed the sexuality of her gesture. She could feel her pussy beginning to throb. She wanted him as much as she knew he wanted her.Guy could feel the nervous pinch in his abdomen, the little voice in his head yelling at him to look away, but there was something about this stranger across the bar. Something familiar. And the attraction, his desperate attraction to connect with a woman sexually – something his wife had simply stopped doing. It had been so long since Guy felt like a man, felt like he could actually act on these desires. As he watched the woman across the bar run her hand down her breast and purposefully trace her fingernail over her erect nipple, his only thought was taking this woman, pushing her up against the wall, lifting that tight black dress, and fucking her brains out. He could feel his excitement rising in his jeans as he stared at the woman. Thoughts of his wife drifted away. It was just her, the oddly familiar seductress from across the bar. Sophie noticed Guy glance away, looking toward his wife to make sure that she had missed the exchange. She took this opportunity to add to the mystery. If she was going to pull this off, she had to play it just right. She slipped away before he could look back up in her direction.Sophie knew Guy and Jamie, and she was surprised that Guy had not yet recognized her in their little moment. They lived on opposite ends of the block. In this small corner of town everyone was aware of everyone else. At home, she played a more mellow role, which explained why Guy had not recognized her. But she knew him. And she knew they would be out tonight. She had talked to Jamie a few days prior. She sensed their marriage problems and recommended this club tonight. When she saw them leaving, she gave chase in her car. She had been planning this night all week. And now she was in control. She had the sexual attention of Guy. She knew he was frustrated, that he and Jamie were not having sex. She knew what this man needed. She was going to have fun!Guy looked up from the table after glancing in the direction of Jamie, who was clueless to his arousal and to the moment he just shared with the almanbahis yeni giriş woman at the bar. Suddenly he found himself disappointed, for when he looked back in the direction of the bar the woman was gone. He tried to stop himself from desperately looking around the room, but his cool was gone. He quickly looked left, and then right, and then back again. This frantic behavior caught the attention of Jamie, who looked over at him.”What the hell are you doing?” she asked, her face contorted into a confused wrinkle of ridiculousness.Trying to cover himself, Guy shouted above the music, “Looking for the pissers. The beer went right through me!”Annoyed that Guy showed no interest or sexual enthusiasm toward her, and that discussions of his bodily functions were not the least bit attractive to her, she shared her annoyance with a glance and pointed to the sign on the far side of the bar. “I’ll be right back” he exclaimed, pushing his stool out, turning his back and disappearing into the crowd toward the bathrooms. “Would it kill him to show a little fucking interest in me?” she mumbled to herself as she placed the straw in her mouth and sucked back a drink. She could feel herself on the better side of tipsy… that special place where you just want to be touched. That place where your sexuality is ready to explode out of your skin. She closed her eyes and sipped, thinking about that feeling she had, feeling sexy for a moment. She let the bass penetrate her body, feeling the vibrations rising up through the legs of the stool, onto the seat, and over her ass. She felt a tug at her pussy, a throb, a pulse. A tingling sensation shot up her spine into the base of her neck. For a moment she remembered her sexuality, her orgasm. She found herself alone, at the club, clenching her throbbing pussy to the sound of the music. She was so turned on, and found herself biting her upper lip in anticipation of a coming orgasm. She was so hard up, so backed up, that she was ready to just let the stool bring her to climax right there in the club. She opened her eyes to a very attractive blonde woman watching her intently from across the room. Jamie’s eyes widened. The look on the woman’s face was clear, she knew exactly almanbahis giriş what Jamie was doing. She looked away and sipped at her drink, glancing back for a moment to see if the woman was still there; the woman with the familiar face. She was gone. In that moment, Jamie was overcome with excitement. The thought of this seductive looking woman watching her, knowing her sexual urge, made her moist. She looked around the room to make sure no one else was watching, then closed her eyes again to let the vibration of the room grab hold of her pussy and tease it into ecstasy. Sophie watched as Guy meandered through the crowds, trying to stay out of sight of Jamie, but clearly trying to get another closer view of this woman he saw. From her vantage point she watched Guy, and made her connection with Jamie. Sophie looked deep into Jamie’s expressions as she watched the years of sexual frustration melt away to the sound of the pulsing music. She knew the look all too well. Sophie was so turned on, and knew that she had made this connection with both Guy and Jamie. Sophie knew that Guy’s adventure would not last long, so she had to put her plan into action. She set down her drink and moved across the room.Guy moved his body, pretending to dance a little as he made his way across the club. To him, he was counting the minutes between when he left and when he would need to make it back without suspicion. “What am I doing?” he thought, but continued on his mission, the doubt growing with each passing moment. As he moved through two people a soft hand reached out and grabbed his from behind, pulling him close. He spun around to find himself in the arms of the beautiful blonde. He recognized her face at this distance. “Sophie?” he said.Sophie reached her finger up and touched his lips, making a ‘shush’ gesture. She looked into his eyes, her piercing green eyes screamed sex. Guy listened. She ran her hands down his chest, stopping at his waistline. She slipped her eight fingers into the waist of his jeans, inside his boxers, pulling him into her. He stared into those eyes and did not pull away when she went in for a whispered kiss.”Meet me in the bathroom, wait there for me. I’ll just be a minute.” she whispered, her breath entering his parted mouth. Her aroma was toxic. It filled his nostrils. Her force, her breath, her look – it all cause him to grow erect with anticipation. His growing dick expanded upward toward Sophie’s fingers, currently inside his shorts.

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“You want me to do what?” I asked in disbelief.“You said it yourself; we need to do something to spice things up in our marriage. I think having sex with others will do that,” my husband Doug said.That was how it started. Let me introduce myself before I go farther. My name is Kari, I’m thirty-nine years old having been married to Doug for nineteen years. We have a son, David, who is also nineteen and in college. Yes, your calculations are correct. Doug knocked me up when I was nineteen. Right after my twentieth birthday I got married and then three months later I was gave birth to David.I’m 5’ 7” and what some would call a full figure girl or curvy. I’ve always had thick legs and now a little more ass than I want, but my full breasts have always gotten boys to turn their heads. I’ve always stayed in shape playing tennis and working out but still just a little thick.Doug is just about 5’ 10” about 170 pounds; fit but not skinny. He had just started with an engineering firm after getting his degree in engineering. We were set up on a blind date by a co-worker of his. We were both infatuated with each other from the first date.I was a virgin when I started dating Doug. I held out for a month till I let him in my pants and then another week before he took my virginity. My parents, mostly my mom, had taught me that sex was dirty and just something that a wife did. I would have agreed with her after my first time which re-enforced what she had told me that sex hurts. The second time changed my mind. It didn’t hurt to have his penis inside me, it actually felt good. The problem was that we were not smart about protection and on our first or second time having sex his seed found my egg.Our sex life after the baby came along was not bad, I just never felt I could satisfy Doug. He would often ask me to suck his dick, which I did occasionally but never long enough for him. I never let him come in my mouth because I thought that was dirty. I did try different positions but Doug really only liked being on top or almanbahis şikayet me being on top. We tried doggie a few times but he didn’t care for it, he said.A few years ago Doug verbalized his frustration with our sex life. At first, I was hurt but then got nervous that Doug might cheat on me. After some thought I told Doug that I would try whatever he wanted. We tried different ideas with varying success. I bought sexy lingerie and shaved my pubic area. The thing that seemed to get Doug off the most was role playing. Doug especially liked to have me play one of our friends and he would be fucking her. He also liked me to pretend he was someone else fucking me.At first the idea had no appeal to me but I played along. I started to get intrigued with what another man would be like. I had never seen another man naked much less felt another hard dick. It felt dirty to me but exciting.Our efforts only lasted a short time till we went back to our old ways of boring sex, till now.“Come on Kari, I just suggested we try out what we have been role playing,” Doug said.My husband had just told me that he wanted to have sex with another woman and he wanted me to have sex with another man. He called it wife swapping and I snapped at him that it was cheating.Our discussion turned ugly with me storming off. I stewed for two days before I talked to him again. “So what are you actually talking about?” I asked“It would be something to spice up our sex life. I read some articles that swapping can really enhance a couples sex life. I’ve found some of web sites where we could find a couple to meet. If we like them we would have sex. No strings, just sex,” Doug said.We discussed his plan for over an hour and all I could think of was my Doug cheating on me if I said no. I ended up not saying yes but not saying no either. I gave him permission to find a couple and we would meet.Two weeks later Doug announced that he had found a couple to meet and set up dinner with them. Doug showed me their profile, Jim and Rachel. almanbahis canlı casino They were close to our age Jim was forty-four and Rachel was thirty-seven. The pictures on their profile were fully clothed but they both looked sexy. I was actually a little jealous of Rachel. She was thin and blonde, two things I am not. Their profile stated that they were new to swinging, starting in the last year.The meeting was planned for Applebee’s; I figured that would be a safe non-sexy atmosphere. Jim and Rachel were already seated when we got there. I was shocked how normal they were. I guess I expected something completely different. Jim was taller that I had pictured, looking distinguished with a little grey in his hair. I was pleased to see they were just as nervous as we were.Dinner went so much better than I expected. Rachel was very outgoing but not in an obnoxious way. Jim was quiet but seemed very sensitive. It was an hour into dinner before the conversation took a sexual turn and that was the result of my question. I asked them how they started swinging. They told us that their sex life was getting stale and Rachel suggested they try swapping. They both said it has been the best thing for their sex life.The plan had been for us to have dinner then each couple would go home and discuss if we would meet again. That way no pressure if either couple didn’t want to go farther. I wasn’t sure I could actually swap but I did like Jim and Rachel.We ended the dinner walking out to our cars together. Rachel and I hugged first while the guys shook hands. Jim hugged me tightly while I watched Doug and Rachel hug with Rachel whispering something in his ear.In the car Doug asked me what I thought. I told him that I liked them but still wasn’t sure I could have sex with them. “What did Rachel whisper in your ear?” I asked.“She said she hoped they made a good impression because she was very excited to swap with us,” Doug said.That night we had some good sex, better than we’d had in a while. I almanbahis casino guess we were both turned on. The next morning I agreed to a second meeting. I knew that agreeing to a second meeting meant sex.The plan for the second meeting was dinner, just like the first one. At the conclusion of dinner, if everyone was in agreement I would come back to our house with Jim, and Doug would go home with Rachel for the evening.Rachel and Jim were already at the restaurant again when we got there. They were sitting across from each other in a booth off to the side. Rachel pulled Doug into the bench next to her and I sat next to Jim. Rachel and Doug were chatting away and it appeared that Rachel had her hand in Doug’s lap most of the time.Jim and I were a little more reserved, “You’re nervous aren’t you?” Jim asked.“Is it that obvious? I’m so sorry; I’m such a disappointment to you.”“Nonsense, I am just lucky to be in the company of a beautiful woman. You must understand that if we split up and you decide you just want to sit and talk, then we will just sit and talk, nothing more,” Jim said, patting my leg.I was speechless and a little turned on. Jim was so sensitive I wanted to please him.Dinner ended with both Jim and Rachel saying they were going to use the bathroom before we would leave. That was our que to discuss what we were going to do. “So what do you think?” Doug asked in an excited voice.“I know what you want to do,” I said in a disapproving voice. “If we do this there is no going back. We can’t undo this. If you tell me you want to do this, hand me the house key and I will take Jim to our home with me.”Doug looked me in the eye and said he loved me. He reached into his pocket and slid the house key across the table. I had my answer. I showed no emotion, but I thought I was going to cry. We headed toward the door without saying a word. Doug met Rachel outside the door telling her and Jim of our decision.Jim hugged and kissed his wife then headed my way. “I guess you’re coming with me, are you sure about this?” Jim asked.I got behind the wheel and started the car. “No, I’m not sure at all.” A tear ran down my face.Jim put his hand on my shoulder. “Do you want me to stop them?”“No, I want Doug to get what he wants, I love him. I will try not to disappoint you.”

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San Diego State College had started its fall semester. I was living in a boarding house not too far from the campus. The house was an old, victorian style home that had been a farmhouse at one time, around the turn of the century. Now it was owned by a lady named Mrs. Longtree. Her family had owned the place since she was a child. She was the only living descendant. She was in her late forties.  Mrs. Longtree never took in male boarders. She had made an exception for me because she trusted and liked my stepsister, Maggie. That’s what Maggie told me before I moved in. So I had to be on my best behavior. I could do that. I was always well behaved. And I was overjoyed by what I was discovering now that I spent most of my time here in this old house. My very first night in the boarding house I found out that Maggie liked girls. I mean, she really liked them. She and Naomi had been making lady love together. This old house had huge keyholes. It was so great. I had watched them both until I shot my wad. And I could see that the two of them were coming over and over. I so loved to watch a girl coming. I especially liked to watch Cindy’s face when I pumped sperm into her pussy. As I drifted off to sleep that night I was thinking maybe I could share in the fun. Maybe. I was already having fun with my stepmother, Cindy. And my other stepsister, Sheila. Yeah, I was going to see if Maggie wanted to have fun. I hoped she wasn’t stuck on just girls. She was so pretty and it would be fun to know I had fucked every girl in my family. That would be great. School was immediately lots of work. I had never had to work this hard before in high school. College was different. I was studying all evening, and tired, so I went to bed to get rest for the next day. I didn’t have a chance to check out Maggie’s room by peeping through the keyhole. I was too busy and sleepy. But I looked forward to the weekend. I could catch up with studies and maybe have some lustful pleasure too. After dinner on Friday all of the boarders went their separate ways. Some girls went to sit in the parlor and talk while one or two went out. I followed Maggie upstairs to our rooms. I was right next door to her. As we got to the second floor almanbahis şikayet hallway I took her hand. She smiled at me. “What’s up little, Peter?” “You want to come in my room later, Maggie? I wanted to talk to you.” “Sure. I’ll come see you around ten, okay? I was going out with Naomi for awhile.” “Great. I want to get some studies done so I won’t have to worry about it later this weekend. Later, sis.” I went into my room and did some studying. But I mostly thought about Maggie. And about what I had seen. And what I had been doing with her sister, Sheila. And her mother, Cindy. Yep. I had been having a grand summer with my stepsister and stepmother. Maggie was now in my thoughts. She tapped softly on my door right about 10:30 that evening. I opened the door and she entered my austere little bedroom. I had just the full bed, a wooden chair and table, and some lamps. There was an armoire for most of my clothes. Plus some old pictures on the walls. But it had a good view out to the east of the Laguna Mountains. I got the sunrise in the morning. I liked it. I sat up against the headboard with my back on my pillow and Maggie sat on the bed with her legs folded up. I was sitting in just my boxer shorts. Just like at home when Maggie and Sheila had shared their bedroom with me back at the bungalow in Chula Vista. We had always been casual about what we wore. Maggie had gone to her room when she got back and changed into her nightgown. I was certain she wasn’t wearing anything under it. Her tempting breasts were perky and showing the nipples through the clingy material. I smiled. “So what is this all about, Peter?” “Oh, I just wanted to say, I know your secret.” I grinned at her as she got a quizzical look on her face. “I don’t have any secrets. Don’t be silly.” “It’s funny. Sheila told me she knew my secret awhile back. I did have a secret. Just like you do, Maggie.” “Don’t get smart with me. I don’t have any secrets. You may but I don’t.” “Okay, so you and Naomi playing together last weekend is not secret? Gee, who should I tell first?” “Peter! You sneak! Were you spying on me? You’re a prick and you always were.” She jumped up and was slapping me with her little hands. I weighed almanbahis canlı casino about forty pounds more than her. I thought it was funny while I held her close to me and wouldn’t let her go. She was struggling and I could feel her tits pressing against my bare arms and I was laughing at her. Then one flying fist hit my dick and balls and I stopped laughing and let her go. Suddenly the little spitfire was crying. It wasn’t as bad as all that but I pretended I was really hurt. I was holding my cock with both hands and Maggie was caressing my face and kissing my cheek. I turned my head and kissed her on the lips. “Oh, you are such a bastard!” She hit my arm with her fist then sat back down with her arms crossed. “What the hell am I going to do with you, you little asshole?” “Not so little anymore, right? You could stop worrying. I told you I have secrets too. I wouldn’t tell on you, Maggie. You know that. I love you. Maybe I never said it but you know it. Just like I love your sister and your mom.” “Okay then. So what is this big secret. You know mine. What’s yours?” “You really want to know? And you won’t get pissed? I’ll tell you, but you got to sit down and listen. And don’t get pissed at me.” “Did you do something really bad? I don’t believe that. Just tell me.” So I did. I started out telling her about how Cindy and I had first had a few little sexual encounters that had gradually built up until finally we become complete lovers. I described how we had made love. How Cindy had sucked my hard cock and I had eaten her sweet pussy. And how I had fucked her and she had begged for more because she was so thirsty for sex. She needed it from me. I gave her what she needed and what I needed. All the while Maggie was sitting very still. At first she had turned red with embarrassment. Then she turned white but at the same time her delicate hand somehow found its way under her nightgown. My cock was hard now. It was poking out of my boxer briefs and I casually stroked it. Maggie’s eyes were on it as she listened to my story. When I got to the parts where I was fucking my stepmother from behind Maggie moaned and her hand began rubbing faster under the gown. Her face had the look almanbahis casino of pain a lady gets when coming. She shuddered and I started really jacking off. I was so turned on now. When she had orgasmed twice she opened her eyes, looked at me jerking, and reached out her hand. She grabbed my cock. She started squeezing it. She leaned forward. Her tongue slipped out and licked off the pre-cum I had leaked out. I stroked her brown, wavy hair. Her mouth descended to my balls, licking all the way down. She got her body more comfortable lying prone on one elbow as she began sucking my cock. I groaned and stretched my arm down, pulling her night gown up and off of her ass. Her long, perfect legs spread apart as I began slipping my fingers into her butt crack and then found her pussy lips. She moaned but kept sucking me as I finger fucked her. She was so wet and sticky as her own come got the coverlet all goopy. I needed to come badly now. Maggie was now jacking me off, begging me to come, to come for momma. I was close and then it spurted up and struck her face. She eagerly wrapped her mouth around it taking all my spunk and sucking hard to get more. I humped up into her face giving her what she wanted. I was so fucking sensitive that I was shivering. She kept jacking me, trying to get more come. But that was all I had. For now. I reached down and pulled her up to sit on my lap. I kissed her lips and then I licked my own come off of her face. Cleaning her up was the least I could do for my precious stepsister. She returned the kiss giving me her tongue and sucking on mine. We made out like that for a long time. We were having fun. The kind of fun I wished we’d had long ago. We finally stopped and I grinned at her. “So, I guess you like guys and gals, is that it?” She punched me on the arm again, but not too hard. “Mind your own business. I can like who I want to like. I can’t believe you and Mom are doing it. I mean, for the love of Pete.” Then she laughed. “I mean the love of Peter, I guess. You’re so bad, Peter. But I hope Mom is happy. She used be so sad a lot of the time but lately she smiles a lot more. You did that I guess. You’re sweet for a brat.” “Yeah, I know she’s happy. It’s a good secret. It’s not the only one though. Want to hear more?” “Oh my god, Peter. What the hell? You’re not going to tell me you robbed a bank or something?” “Nope. This is pretty much along the same lines. Sex, sex, and more sex. I may be a man whore.” I laughed. 

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There was a tapping at my library door. It had to be Emily. I had been avoiding my stepdaughter for a few days. It was something of a surprise when she had touched my turgid prick with her feet. I had not responded properly, at first. I admit that I had some rather unfortunate urges concerning Emily. She was my new wife’s daughter. She was nearing seventeen years of age soon. I would need to control myself.  “Come in.” The door opened slowly and Emily entered. She was dressed in only her bikini bottom. I had given her permission to sunbathe without a top. Perhaps that had not been the best idea. My wife, Erica, might not understand. But she didn’t know. I wasn’t going to tell her. Surely, neither was Emily. But I hadn’t expected Emily to be walking around like this. “Hi Dick. It’s a lovely day, isn’t it?” I could smell the jasmine scent that she always wore. “Yes, yes. Quite nice Emily. Yes. Do you need something from me dear?” She slowly walked over and stood beside my desk. I was seated behind it, with paperwork spread out. Her delicate hand reached out to touch my arm. Her breasts were not pendulous at all. They were firm and like cones in shape. Her nipples were red as garnets. They were swollen. They always were. I had noticed when I watched her through my french doors, as she sunbathed on the patio. “You know, I’m getting to be fond of you, Dick. You seem to be awfully sweet. I was hoping you would be. And you’ve been very nice to me. I wonder, may I ask another favor, Dick?” I cleared my throat. It was getting stuffy in here. “Umm…yes Emily. You, uh, you can ask anything. I’ll try to help, if I can.” My hand was on my desk as she kept her hand on my arm. It was bare, as I was wearing short sleeves. I felt goosebumps rising, as she gently stroked my skin. I had to move my other hand to my lap. I didn’t wish her to see the erection forming. That wouldn’t do. “Thank you Dick. I think I’m going to really depend upon you. You’re such a smart man. I can tell by reading your books. You’re so good at poetry, Dick.” I think I may have been blushing. “That’s kind of you, Emily. I know I’m not a great poet, but I do think I’ve written a few poems that would stand up to critical scrutiny.” “Well, almanbahis I just know they seem good to me. So anyway, I was wondering. It seems so silly, doesn’t it? I mean, I’m sunbathing and I have this silly bottom on, and I know my sun tan is going to be uneven. Doesn’t it seem logical that I could remove it, along with the top, Dick?” This was another of Emily’s surprises. She was absolutely not an ordinary young lady. As far as I knew, of course. I wasn’t an expert concerning girls. Perhaps she was just like other girls her age. I didn’t really know. I was thinking swiftly. What should I do? What would Erica think? “I don’t know, Emily. I’m not really sure about that. I mean, wouldn’t you feel odd, you know, nude? With me here and all?” “Don’t be silly, Dick. You’re fine. I don’t have any problem being that way around you. We’re family now, right?” “Yes, certainly, Emily. We are family now. Yes. Your mother and I love having you here.” “My mother’s a dear, too. So, okay, I’ll just not bother with this silly bikini when I go out to sunbathe. Thanks, Dick. See you later. I’m going out now.” With that she caressed my arm, touched my cheek, and turned to skip away. I suppose I had given permission. I wasn’t quite sure. My erection was throbbing and I stroked it through my trousers. I wondered if I was losing control. I shouldn’t let that happen. Emily’s head appeared in the doorway. “Dick, would you mind putting lotion on me again. I’ll wait outside for you.” It seemed very hot again. Did she see what I was doing? I wiped my brow with my handkerchief. Surely I could handle this. She wasn’t asking for much. Just for me to put lotion on her. That’s all. That was simple enough. I was a full professor. I could handle young people. Certainly I could. I rose and looked out my french doors. As I watched Emily was approaching her lounge chair. She put down the towel and lotion she was carrying on a small table. Then, as I watched, she stepped out of her bikini bottom. She glanced quickly over at my doors, then sat down. She placed the bottom on the table. I could see, from my vantage point, that her vulva was clean of hair. Nothing was there. Just like her mother. Yes, just like her almanbahis yeni giriş mother. After a few minutes, as my erection went down, I gathered myself. I opened a french door, and walked over to Emily. I took a lounge chair and drew it close to hers. She was looking up at me, but I couldn’t see her eyes through her sunglasses. “Dick, are you going to rub lotion on me? You can’t sit in another chair. Sit here on mine next to me. I’ll lay on my stomach first. You do the back, okay? Thanks, sweet Dick.” She was soon in a prone position. I sat next to her. I was touching her and my eyes traveled over her long body. It was taut and muscular, but soft looking. Her derriere seemed firm and rounded. I reached, got the lotion, and squeezed a lot onto my palm. I rubbed my hands together and began at her feet. Her tiny feet with the scarlet toenails. I rubbed her soles and each little toe, separately, then moved up her ankles and calves. Getting more lotion, I caressed the backs of her knees. That delicious fold I often watched as women walked away. I was becoming quite warm in the summer sun. More lotion, and I massaged her thighs. So firm, and yet, so full and soft and meaty. Fleshy. God, it was getting hot. Squeezing out more lotion I moved to her buttocks. My thumbs were moving rather close to her vaginal and anal areas. I noticed her anus was pink. It seemed to wink at me. Not really, of course. I kept rubbing around it and I heard a heavy sigh escape her ruby red lips. Leaning farther I used my hands to rub her back and shoulders, and down her arms. I put lotion along her sides and up, rubbing along next to her pert breasts. She exhaled another sigh. Having my cock get hard was perfectly normal. Just a physical reaction. It meant nothing. Then, as I was placing lotion on her neck, she abruptly rose up. I made room and she quickly flipped over. “That’s the back, sweet Dick. Now the front, dear.” I couldn’t see her eyes. I thought I had heard amusement in her tone. Perhaps not. My trousers were feeling rather tight, for some reason. In any case, I began the same procedure as earlier. I used the lotion to caress the sweet, little feet, and moved up the legs, gently massaging almanbahis giriş her flesh with the sun tanning lotion. It was all to keep her tanning properly. That’s all. As my hands were nearing her hairless vulva I couldn’t help noticing that it was wet. She must be sweating in the heat, as was I. My hands were spreading lots of lotion along her legs and onto her belly. In the process, I couldn’t help getting rather close to the vaginal area. I stroked with my thumbs, and her moist slit came open, just for a moment or two. Her sighs were continuing as I made my way up her tummy. I knew that I needed to put some tanning lotion on her breasts or she would get a sunburn. That wouldn’t do. So I caressed her titties with my fingers and thumbs, softly making sure her nipples had plenty of lotion. I left them to rub along her shoulders, and then her long neck. Her mouth was open. Her tongue flicked out and licked her ruby red lips. Emily removed her sunglasses and looked into my eyes. She smiled and then reached out a delicate hand. She put it on my thigh. Gently rubbing it upward, she giggled. Then she stopped and put her glasses back on. “Thanks so much, dear Dick. I’m good now. I’ll see you later, sweet man.” She reclined back and put her earbuds in. Yes. You see, it was only putting lotion on for her. That’s all. I wasn’t doing anything wrong. Not that I could see. I didn’t think Erica would care. Never mind. It wasn’t necessary for her to know everything. This was my little secret with my stepdaughter. We were becoming great friends. I could tell. I looked forward to Erica coming home that day. Later that evening, after dinner, and about an hour before normal bedtime, I asked Erica if we could retire. She was happy to oblige. She always was. She stopped at Emily’s room, at the top of the stairs, and tapped on the closed door. “What is it Mother?” “Nothing sweetheart. We’re just going to bed early. We’ll say goodnight now.” “Fine Mother. Have fun.” Erica looked at me. I shrugged. I didn’t know what she meant. I was going to enjoy myself now, but Emily knew nothing about it. I took my wife’s hand and drew her down the hall to the master bedroom. Upon entering I took her in my arms and began kissing her, and caressing her breasts through her clothing. I was a little rough, but she liked that. Erica liked everything rough and I was learning to do everything I could to make her happy that way. She was giggling. It reminded me of Emily.

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The Babysitter Saturday, after breakfast my wife packed her car, gathered up our sons and left for the lake to spend the remainder of the Memorial Day weekend. “I’ve arranged for Clarice to come over to babysit with you,” Alice said with a twinkle in her eye as she started the car and pulled out of the driveway. “She is coming around 3:00 because she thought she would like a swim before dinner.” Clarice had been our babysitter since the boys were born, and over time had become a virtual member of the family. When she left for college last September, it had been as wrenching for us as it had been for her folks. I had particularly missed her, although she had stopped by during the school year when she had come home for holidays. Let me explain. After her high school graduation, Clarice had confided in Alice that she was still a virgin, but wished to remedy this condition, and wanted me to introduce her to sex. Alice was initially dumbfounded, and offended, but had been persuaded by Clarice to consider it. Clarice had always fancied me, she told Alice, and while our relationship had theretofore been strictly proper, evidently I had been the object of her fantasies for some years. This was as much news to me as it had been to Alice. almanbahis Truth be known, I had watched Clarice develop from a young, gangly middle school girl into quite a beauty during the years she had worked for us. On more than one occasion I had been forced to stifle an erection as Clarice had swum at our home or the cabin, while watching the boys. Although she was rather short and slender, she was exquisitely proportioned, and had a quiet maturity which belied her age. But the notion that she might have secretly lusted after me during her high school years had never crossed my mind. Nor Alice’s. With Alice’s ultimate consent, and connivance, Clarice had “seduced” me soon after her high school graduation. Although Alice had informed me of their discussions and her consent, she had sworn me not to disclose my knowledge to Clarice, nor to make any advances myself. Clarice wished to be the initiator. The seduction took place at the lake cabin one weekend that June. Clarice had joined us for the weekend, and on Saturday Alice took the boys to the fair in a neighboring county. “Don’t wait up for us,” she warned. “The boys want to stay for the concert and fireworks this evening, and we will be late.” Clarice said that she was not almanbahis yeni giriş interested in going and would stay at the cabin with me to catch up on some reading. Well, Clarice’s plan worked perfectly. She did, and I did, and it was everything she had hoped, she told me as we lay in each other’s arms afterwards. We continued our affair throughout the summer with Alice’s encouragement. As I previously mentioned, when Clarice left for college it was of particular dismay to me, and I was happy when she returned from her freshman year for the summer. With this prelude, you can understand why I was on tenterhooks throughout the day, awaiting Clarice’s arrival at 3:00. As I waited, I changed the sheets on our bed and the towels in the bathroom, detailed the house, and was prepping dinner when the doorbell rang at the appointed hour. Imagine then my surprise when I opened the door and found Clarice and a girlfriend from college on my doorstep. I suspect my face fell seeing a second girl, thinking that this might crimp the plans which I had for the evening. If it did, Clarice did not hesitate, but politely introduced me to her friend, Susan. They brought their duffle bags in and I offered them some cold refreshments. Clarice almanbahis giriş asked if they could put the bags in my room and change into their swimsuits before settling down at the pool. As they retreated to the bedroom to change, I set out a plate of crackers, pate and cheese, and opened a chilled bottle of white wine. The girls returned, wearing perhaps the skimpiest bikinis I had ever seen. Clarice had on a blue one which barely covered her small breasts. The bottom consisted of a tiny triangle of material held in place by what appeared to be dental floss. Susan’s was gold colored, complementing her coffee complexion, but was no larger than Clarice’s. Her breasts, significantly larger than Clarice’s, overflowed the confines of the bra. “You like?” Clarice asked unnecessarily. Of course I liked. I took the girls out to the pool and got them settled, then excused myself to finish the salad and clean up the kitchen before joining them. By the time I had gotten into the kitchen, the girls had discarded their bras and were applying sunscreen lotion to each other. First Clarice slathered Susan liberally, back and front, as Susan sprawled on one of the poolside chaise lounges. It seemed to me that Clarice took rather longer than would have been necessary applying the lotion to Susan’s breasts and legs, but Susan relaxed during the process, and then reciprocated in kind. Clarice is a fair-complexioned redhead, and Susan chatted with her as she thoroughly rubbed Clarice down.

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The morning after Sarah and Miss Shapely’s erotic adventure together, the alarm rang loud and clear. Sarah rolled over to see Miss Shapely on her bed and looking her way. Both young women smiled at one another. With the memories of last night’s sexual adventure still fresh in their minds, the taste still on their lips. The young ladies got up, dressed and headed to the mess hall for breakfast.“Is there anything not done communally at this camp? The sleeping quarters are communal. The eating area is communal. I bet the showers are communal too,” Kelly joked under her breath. But Kelly did not know how right she was…After breakfast the teachers and students were all divided into two groups. One group was sent off orienteering with Mrs. Sharpe, Mrs. Palmer, Mrs. White and Miss Jones, the science teachers and the camps female supervisor Mrs. Michaels. The other group was sent back to their dorms to get into their swimming costumes. They were to go swimming and kayaking with Mr Black and Miss Shapely, the physical education teachers. The students returned to the assembly area. Mr Michaels, who was the camp activities organizer and supervisor, then lead the group down to the boat shed by the lake. Miss Noefun also accompanied them. She had decided to check out the facilities as they went.When the group got to the lake, Mr. Michaels told the girls the good news about today’s fun activities Swimming and kayaking on Lake Blue water.“Ladies, there are a couple of buoys on the lake,” he started to explain. But before he could continue a voice called out, “Great! Boys we can have some fun today ladies.”“Wrong buoys I am afraid. There is a red buoy for the swim leg, one mile around the edge of the lake. Then there is an orange buoy; for the kayak leg. The kayak leg is two miles each way. Your teachers will divide you into groups of four. You will then almanbahis şikayet swim out to the red buoy and back. After the swim leg, you will paddle a kayak out to the red buoy. Then turn to paddle over to the orange buoy, returning past the red buoy again. One of your teachers will be in a kayak at the two buoys. Any lady caught cheating will do it again. Have fun ladies…” Mr. Michaels laughed.Mr. Michaels and Miss Noefun returned to the camp office to prepare more ‘fun’ activities for the week. While Mr. Black paddled out to the red buoy as Miss Shapely divided the girls up.“Okay ladies you can now take your clothes off down to your swimmers. When you have finished your swim leg, wait to the side and then we will do the paddle leg,” Miss Shapely informed the girls.The young ladies headed out for their swim four at a time. As they did, Sarah told her sister Sally and her best friend Kelly all about the activities of last night, between Miss Shapely and herself. The second last quartet headed out on their swim leg. Leaving only Sarah, Sally and Kelly to wait for their turn.Sarah walked over to Miss Shapely. Without saying a word, Sarah began to kiss her. Sarah put one arm around her teacher. Sarah massaged Miss Shapely’s pussy through her swimsuit with the other hand. Miss Shapely had Sarah’s bikini bottom pulled aside and had a finger inside her sweet pupil. The other two looked on with jealous silence. Until Miss Shapely pushed Sarah back and told the trio it was their turn to head out for a swim.After the swim leg came the kayak leg. The students were divided into larger groups of five this time. Off they went. It was not long before the chatter among the young ladies had become sexual. The group was made up of the twins – Sarah and Sally, Kelly, Jessie and Becky Watts – the school bitch. There was no talk of the lesbian almanbahis canlı casino experiences of the night before, or of Sarah’s daring kiss with Miss Shapely earlier. The talk was about Mr. Black, and how they all liked him. Jessie made the comment. “I want to fuck him before we leave this camp. He is so cute. I am going to do my best to seduce him, and have him fuck me.”Becky-the-bitch was having none of that. “Mr. Michaels is married, so Mr. Black is the only single male here. I am going to fuck him. If any of you bitches touches him, I’ll shave all your hair while you sleep, and I don’t mean your pussy hair. Got it?”Becky had turned an innocent chat about Mr. Black into something serious. The rest of the paddle was quiet. No one uttered a word. When they got back to shore Miss Shapely surprised the girls.“Ladies, you have all worked hard today. It was a long swim and a very long paddle. I think you deserve a little fun time. Once you have put your kayak away, you are free to go back to the water and have a swim. Enjoy yourselves until Mr. Black returns. But for goodness sake don’t tell Miss Noefun.” She giggled.The girls put their kayaks away and ran back to the waters muddy edge. There was a 5-foot wide line of wet black muddy clay at the water’s edge where the waves had kept it wet. The same kind of waves you get at a beach. The lake was huge, and even had a few small sailboats on it. They were part of one of the other activities for the week.Kelly was standing near Becky, and seeing the mud she had a great idea. Not thinking it all the way through, and as no one was near to them to hear a normal conversation between them. Kelly threw all caution to the wind, scooped up a large handful of the gooey mud and yelled to Becky so the other girls could hear her.“Hey Becky, a mud bath is good for your complexion almanbahis casino isn’t it?”Now she did the stupidest thing of all. She stuffed the mud down between Becky’s breasts. Becky was the school bully. Becky was mad, very mad.“You bitch! You’re going to pay for that,” Becky screamed as she tackled Kelly to the muddy ground.“Wait Becky. Before you hurt me I have an idea. Wait let me explain…” Kelly’s words were thick and fast, trying to avoid Becky’s rage and vengeful nature.“This better be good bitch, or you’re going to get it.” There was no mistaking it, Becky was mad at Kelly.“You want to fuck Mr. Black right? Men love the idea of women wrestling in mud. He will be a while before he gets back to shore. How horny do you think he will be when he gets back and all of us here are covered in mud? Topless or dare we even end up naked and covered in mud? Don’t hurt me. I just didn’t think it right through. I should have told you first. Just put some mud down my bikini top and we will all have a huge mud fight and have some fun too.”Kelly was almost begging Becky not to go overboard with her punishment. Then she knew she was safe. Well, as safe as you can be when Becky Watts is laying on top of you and pushing you into the mud. Becky smiled and said. “Good idea Kelly. Men seem to like that kind of thing don’t they? Mr. Black will be in his kayak. He will be unable to get out without us seeing his hard cock. Then I will make my move on him. I am not going to shove mud down your bikini top though.”With that Becky rolled Kelly over onto her front and pushed her into the mud. Becky then scooped up a big handful of mud. She pulled Kelly’s bikini bottom away from her cute little butt, and squished it down between her butt cheeks. Then she undid Kelly’s bikini top. Becky let Kelly up onto her knees and removed her top. Becky then threw it way up the bank onto the grass.Laughing as she added, “You won’t be needing that for a while.”Kelly got up and turned to face the rest of her classmates. She was covered in mud. The only part of Kelly that was clean was her face and her breasts were her bikini top had been.

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This is a true story. It all started in 1949 I was in the 6th grade. My folks moved from Los Angeles to a small town on the out skirts of LA. A family lived next door A mother that was a knock out, the dad, a son and two daughters. The youngest daughter got Polio. Both parents would be at the hospital a lot. This is when I started to baby set for them and got to be real good friends with the mother. By 10th grade I was six-three and about 219 lbs. I had been sitting on the porch and talking almanbahis şikayet with the mom and the kid off and on in the evenings, however, that summer I got a job in a machine shop.One day at lunch one man asked if I was still a virgin. I said yes and he asked me if any of the ladies around my house ever asked if I had a girl friend. I said yes the lady next door had. This is when he told me the next time she asked tell her that you do not have a girlfriend you are looking almanbahis canlı casino for a older lady to teach me all about sex and that way I would not end up a dad. About one week later I came in one night about 10:00pm. Her husband never got home before 12:00. So I went over to her house and knocked on the door. When she opened the door she had on a thin silk night gown. Oh, she looked so sexy. I said my folks were out and I did not have a key and asked if I could stay almanbahis casino with her till they got home. She said yes and let me in. She set on the couch and I set on the chair right across from her. I could tell from the way she was sitting and how tight the gown was she did not have anything on under the night gown. What a vision of loveliness, nice B cup breasts, Flat stomach, the most sexy hips, legs and a ass to die for. I was very nervous and I suspect she was as well. I need not have been. The spark was there in person. After about ten minutes she asked if I had a girlfriend. I said no that I was looking for a older women to teach me and that I did not want to be a daddy I was getting real nerves so I asked if I could get a drink of water.

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Please read part one “What have you done for me lately?” for a background in the events leading up to this. The miserable cold wind blowing outside made a wailing sound as it pushed before it an icy rain. Florida was experiencing one of the coldest winters, definitely not a nice start to 2010, thankfully I didn’t have to go in to work. It was Monday the 3rd, there was inventory at the plant and production wouldn’t begin till after 12 p.m at best and with everyone working second shift, coverage was more than adequate. The new school year had started, after dropping the kids my wife made plans to go see her sister visiting with her parents while her sister took care of some errands. I am not a grouch in the mornings in fact I am a pretty easy going guy, “Jamaican style – cool runnings” you know, but as the song says “…Rainy Days and Mondays always gets me down”; I pulled the covers tight and dozed off again to what I thought was the smell of coffee brewing. I really could use the rest, team training had resumed and after 2 four hour almanbahis sessions on Saturday and Sunday, my body ached.I might have been sleeping for another 30 minutes or so when I awoke to the gentle tugging on my cock, a mouth so warm and wet it made my member tremble. I rolled over to the side of the suction, half dreamily, my brain translated thoughts that my wife had returned from her sister for a little morning delight. Awakening in the dusky sunlight and even before I became cognizant of the color of her hair, I knew that this was not my wife in bed with me but her sister. You see my wife has this special little thing she does with her tongue as she swirls around the giant purple head of my prick. We’ve be together over 20 years and you become intimately aware of each others body. The long black mane confirmed it, my wife is a natural brunette, I opened my eyes and watched as she mouthed and swallowed my cock. I knew she would be back; just didn’t know it would be so soon. It was less than 2 weeks ago a few days before Christmas almanbahis yeni giriş that I had her entertaining me in a similar fashion. Now fully awake I lay there enjoying the effect of her succulent lips annulating around my cock  slowly sucking up and down its length. Her dress was hiked up to her waist exposing her fat ass. Indecently covered by a thin fabric, her pussy lips jiggled as she wriggled in time to her bobbing head. The cold and the rain gave me the urge to pee so pushing her aside I strode to the bathroom, she followed in stride and once again reached inside my pajamas to release my pole from its tent.Then she did something which made me raise my eyebrow.Standing behind me, with both hands she held and aimed my cock as if it were hers and she was peeing, this is something my wife enjoys doing and to date I have never met any other woman who had done so. “… hmmm  just how much of our love life has my wife discussed with her sister?” I wondered. “So you have come back!” I stated rhetorically. almanbahis giriş “I have been dreaming of your thick black cock!” She had never dated a black man or even been kissed by one and all the jokes she had heard about size she had dismissed as stereotypical bullshit. She had however walked in on me once or twice when we all lived together, I guess in curious effort to find out. Sitting on her haunches she licked and began to clean the little droplets of pee from my cock. A plan began to formulate in my mind, I would make her my fuck toy, I already knew I could dominate her, and my hatred made the task easier, I needed first to break her will. She was used to having men wrapped around her finger, chasing after her ass. A calculating bitch who had to have her way. As far as I know her sister and I maybe the only two people in the world who had ever said no to her. … Not her parents who accepted and raised her first child when she got pregnant at 16, certainly not her husband whose waistline has increased each year and accepts her coming home at all kinds of hours from a girls night out. She knew me well, for I once threw her ass out of my house when she brought home this guy she picked up, …hell no if he wanted a piece of ass so badly, take her to a hotel or something.

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My old friend Emma was in town last week and I was excited to see one of my besties, especially as I was feeling lonely with Laura at university. Now Emma, I know has a bit of a past. She has a naughty streak to say the least. However, I was surprised when she confided in me over coffee in Starbucks. “You got any new stories?” She asked. “One or two in the pipeline… why do you ask?” I asked. “Oh it’s just that I have a little tale from college that I’ve been keeping to myself,” she said. “Really! Something a bit juicy is it Emma?” “I would say so,” she said, looking guiltily over her coffee. I got in another drink and a muffin and she told me the whole sordid tale. Hope you enjoy my retelling of it… Emma had dropped out of chemistry in her first year and had taken up geography instead. Although she was mid term, her GCSE had given her enough of a start to catch up and with any luck get a decent A level to take to university along with Maths and English. Emma by her own admission was a little on the randy side and loved to tease. Taking geography it turned out, gave her just the opportunity to turn almanbahis şikayet on her charms to their full effect. Her new tutor, Mr Longman, was a bit of a dude. He was a guy of about 30, with shoulder-length mousy hair and during summer he would wear surfer shorts and sandals. If it wasn’t for his dashing good-looks and toned legs he might not have been taken seriously. While he didn’t cut a lot of slack for the guys he was definitely a lady’s man. He took a shine to Emma in her first week. Emma didn’t shy away from older guys. Her long brown hair and hazel eyes were not the only thing that made guys give their seat up on buses. Her idea of chic was a short grey skirt and knee-high white socks. It was the end of March but the country was enjoying a mini heat wave. Emma decided it was time to get out her favourite clothes and give Mr Longman something to think about. Her grey skirt was already the shortest in college but after an hour with some needle and cotton Emma took another inch off the hem. Her white blouse was half unbuttoned and tied at the waist, revealing the twinkling gem almanbahis canlı casino in her pierced belly button. Gemma and I used to get our fair share of wolf whistles but Emma milked it, swaying those hips and wiggling her bum like a whore. Arriving in class, she received a few admiring glances from the guys and some withering looks from the girls. Sitting at her little desk, which was one of those that had a swing round writing surface, she crossed and uncrossed her legs as the tutor spoke. She had her eye on him and more than once he glanced down. She knew full well she was flashing her panties each time she moved her creamy white thighs. As the lesson progressed she shuffled in her chair, which was making her skirt gradually ride up until Mr Longman would be able to see her plump little ass cheeks. She held the pen between her teeth and deliberately made eye contact with the tutor. She wanted to know what was in his mind. What salacious thoughts were entering his head? For a while he sat behind his desk and Emma’s panties were getting wet as she glanced up every now and then almanbahis casino and caught him gazing down at her shapely legs. She fantasised about him having a hard on behind the desk and it turned her on even more imagining what illicit thoughts he was having. Was he imagining whether she was shaved or did she have a muff? Was he just pretending to mark some work or was he recreating the scent of her pussy in his imagination? Eventually the bell went for lunch and all the students filed out for lunch. All that is, except Emma. She remained in her seat. For a while Mr Longman stayed in his own seat and looked at Emma. He turned his pencil over and over as he contemplated her deliciously tight body. Eventually he got up, pulled the blind down on his door and turned the key. A shiver went down Emma’s spine and her pussy tingled with nervous anticipation. “Were you taking everything in today Emma? You seemed a bit distracted,” he said. “No more distracted than you, Sir.” “You’re a gorgeous little slut aren’t you,” said the tutor, licking his lips. “Ah Mr Longman!” Exclaimed Emma. “Don’t give me that Emma,” You’ve been asking for it, ever since you came into my class.” “You’ve never upbraided me on my short skirts though, have you?” “Maybe I like them.” Emma looked at her dishy Geography tutor and noticed that he was getting a distinct tent in his beige trousers.

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