Ay: Temmuz 2022

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

“You’re not freaking out are you?” My friend Amy asked looking frantically at me. She had just told me her biggest secret; she ‘belonged’ to a woman named Nina whom she lived with and had a dom/sub relationship with – big deal.“No I’m fine,” I laughed, hitting her playfully across the shoulders. Amy relaxed and smiled at me; I could see the relief in her face.“Good, because I really want you to come over but they said I had to tell you because well…” she hesitated, looking awkward again.“It’s okay, I understand,” I said reassuringly. Secretly I was actually looking forward to meeting these women as a big fantasy of mine is being controlled. Amy grinned and changed the subject. It was arranged that I was to go over there Friday night. I walked up the long private driveway leading to a beautiful converted barn set in large, well manicured grounds. I reached the door and rang the bell once. From inside I heard the thudding of footsteps; the door opened and Amy stood there grinning at me, her face slightly flushed.“Hey,” she said, “Come in!” I stepped inside into a large gallery area and was stunned at how beautiful the building was with a combination of traditional exposed beams and modern glass feature walls. “Let me take your coat,” Amy offered, bringing me back to reality.“Thanks,” I replied handing it to her, I slipped off my boots and was storing them in the corner when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I turned around to see who it was and saw that it was a woman of about twenty-six years old; she had russet autumnal hair and striking green eyes. She was beautiful but I felt intimidated by her presence, especially as she stared at me intently. I soon figured out why.“Mistress,” said Amy softly, “this is my friend Rebecca. Rebecca this is my Mistress, Nina.”“Hello Rebecca,” said Nina warmly, “it’s so nice to finally meet you.”“Thank you,” I replied. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too Nina. Amy speaks very highly of you.” I saw Amy blush slightly but she smiled at me in a thankful sort of way.“I like to hear that,” Nina said turning to Amy and gently brushing her cheek with her fingers. “She also talks a lot about you too.”“The good stuff I hope,” I added with a wink to Amy. Amy laughed and I immediately felt the atmosphere relax.“Come; let’s go to the kitchen, I think Georgie is in there,” Nina said beckoning us to follow. I was intrigued; I knew Georgie was another ‘Dom’ but other than that, Amy hadn’t said anything about her.We entered the massive kitchen, once again beautifully designed with black granite work surfaces with an çankaya escort island in the middle. Seated on the other side of the island, half hidden behind a laptop screen was a blonde woman, who I took to be Georgie. I followed Amy and Nina through, casually looking around when I heard Amy say, “Hello Miss Georgie, this is my friend Rebecca.”I turned just as Georgie looked up and my breath caught. For a moment that felt like a lifetime I forgot how to speak as I looked into the eyes of what I can only describe as the eyes of a goddess. Georgie was about twenty-four years old and had eyes of pure sapphire blue. Her hair was not blonde it was liquid gold and her skin was gently tanned. Even though she was sitting down I could tell that she was about 5ft 7, slim but toned in build and had gorgeous D cup breasts. I couldn’t take my eyes off her and was thoroughly glad that she was the first to speak.“Hello Rebecca,” she said softly, almost purring, looking meaningfully into my eyes. I couldn’t hold her stare, and I knew as soon as I looked down that she had me.“Hi,” I replied shyly looking at her again but not directly into those eyes. At this point Nina was gathering mugs from a cupboard and Amy was helping, but I knew Amy had seen what had happened and I really wanted to talk to her. Before I could, however, the goddess spoke again.“So, Amy tells us you’re quite the comedian,” Georgie said closing her laptop and gesturing to the stool next to her.“I have my moments,” I replied sitting down, “what have you told them?” I added turning to Amy.“Oh, you know how you have a wickedly sarcastic sense of humour and seem to be able to retort back at anything.” Amy laughed. I chuckled and thanked Nina as she handed me a hot drink.“So basically, you actually told them how much of a nutter I am!” I joked making a face at Amy who came and sat opposite me. All three women laughed and the conversation went from there. I was still very much aware of Georgie sitting next to me and couldn’t help the feelings of arousal that built inside of me.A while later Nina turned and whispered something to Amy to which Amy nodded and they both got up.“I’ll be back in a minute,” Amy told me. Seeing the confused look on my face she hardened her stare, I then understood.“Oh okay, cool,” I replied. They both left the room leaving me sitting at the island with Georgie. A slightly awkward silence followed.“She won’t be long,” Georgie announced breaking the quiet. I nodded slowly sipping the last of my drink. “So I take it Amy has told you rus escort about us?”“Yes, she has,” I replied turning to face her. Georgie watched me, carefully studying my reactions.“You’re not bothered by it?” she asked, narrowing her eyes in a questioning way.“No not at all,” I answered, “well I have to admit it isn’t something you hear about every day, but I’m okay with it, kind of curious as well.”“Really?” Georgie said her eyes widening in surprise. She leant in closer towards me. “Is it a fantasy of yours then?” I couldn’t help it, I blushed and looked away.“Sort of,” I admitted. I heard her laugh and felt the blue eyes burning on me, but couldn’t bring myself to look into them. To my relief, Nina and Amy returned at that moment. I couldn’t help watching in awe at the control Nina had over Amy, but at the same time the way she looked at her told me that she loved her and I knew already that Amy adored her.“So tell me, Rebecca, what is Amy like at college?” Nina announced as we were sitting in the lounge. It was some hours later and we had been joined by four other residents of the house. Sophie; a small mid-twenties woman and her sub, Jen and Rachel; a fiery looking redhead woman and her sub, Kelsey. I had established that Georgie had no sub and that just fuelled the intense feelings of attraction for her, going on inside me.“Yes do tell,” Rachel added, her arm around Kelsey gently stroking her hair. “I bet she’s quite different to here?” My gaze flicked to Amy who had a pretty anxious look on her face, her eyes caught mine and I saw the worry. I frowned and looked straight at Nina.“Well she never gets into trouble, she leaves that to me.” I began. “She’s much cleverer than me; always gets higher in the exams, but she’s fun and trustworthy and a really good friend.” Nina smiled and ran her fingers down Amy’s cheek, who now looked a little less worried.“That’s good to hear, you’ve made me proud my little puppy,” Nina said looking at Amy.“Thank you Mistress,” Amy replied blushing and gently cuddled up to Nina who wrapped her arm around her. A small silence followed as we sat thinking. It was broken by Georgie.“So Amy, what is Rebecca like at college?” she asked. It was my turn to blush as all eyes turned to me.“Well she’s much bolder than me and I think she’s a ninja in disguise judging by the amount of time she’s avoided tutors with her phone.” Amy began, here we all laughed. “But she’s a brilliant friend, she doesn’t judge and you can talk to her about anything.” I smiled at Amy who grinned back. “Nutty as a eryaman escort fruit cake just about sums her up.”“Nah,” I replied, “Fruity as a nut cake.” The whole room laughed and we settled down into more general conversation.Throughout the evening I kept glancing at Georgie who seemed to keep glancing at me as more than once did our eyes meet. Sometime later when Sophie, Jen, Rachel and Kelsey had gone to bed, Georgie moved from her position on a solitary arm chair and came and sat beside me on one of the sofas. The talk continued until Nina announced that she and Amy were going up to bed. That left just Georgie and I. There was a slight awkward silence that followed which I ended up breaking.“Well this is nice,” I said in the same kind of voice your Gran uses at Christmas. I looked at Georgie trying to keep a straight face and failed as she burst out laughing. We laughed for a few minutes, which released some of the awkwardness.“Amy’s right,” she giggled. “You are funny.” I grinned and stood up, stretched a bit. “I think I’m going to…FUCK MY LIFE!” I cried as I saw the massive eight-legged thing scoot over the living room floor and disappear under a chair.“It’s okay,” Georgie said, her voice sounding very close all of a sudden. I turned and realised that I had jumped straight onto the sofa and was crouching, almost pressed against, her. I looked up and met her melting blue eyes.“It’s okay,” she said softly again, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. “It won’t hurt you.” I continued to stare into her eyes and I felt myself move so that I was kneeling next to her.“I’ll protect you,” she continued, her voice now a whisper. I felt myself nod, and leant towards her face. She responded and bent hers towards me and I could feel my heart thumping as she got closer and closer. My breath caught as I felt her nose press against my own. She was so close. My lips parted and I tilted my head, closing my eyes as I did. I felt her shift and after one long second her lips pressed to my own.The release was instantaneous. Hours of sexual tension was washed away in a frenzy of tongues and kisses. I hooked my arms around her neck as she pushed me onto my back. I spread my legs so that she was between them as we continued to kiss. She pulled away and looked deep into my eyes. My breathing was heavy as I stared back at the two jewels.“Shall we go upstairs and play?” Georgie whispered, caressing my cheek with her fingertips. I shivered and goose bumps appeared all over me. I was slightly scared, still being, technically, a virgin, but Georgie seemed to read my mind.“It’s okay, no toys involved, it’ll be just our bodies and me introducing you to what it feels like to be controlled.” I took a deep breath, looked her fully in the eyes and nodded.“Okay,” I whispered, “Miss Georgie.”As soon as I said it, she changed.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Helena was tall with thick, long dark hair and big brown eyes.  She had just arrived in New York from Colombia three months ago and was still trying to get her head around the craziness of the English language. She was glad to be there, learning and just starting to work for a local commercial editing and color grading agency.  After a recent break up, she had signed up for Tinder, half expecting to find nothing at all, but hoping she might get lucky.  As usual, everyone was either ignoring her or looking for a MFF threesome.Then one Friday evening, while getting swipe-happy, someone finally reached out with a message and started a real conversation.  Her name was Maria, she was a local New Yorker, and she wanted to meet in person.  Helena was excited. More than excited.  She was wet.  And she hadn’t even left the house.She took the subway in from Brooklyn to the city and made her way to the café Maria had suggested.  Helena was there right on time.  After five minutes, she began to grow worried.  “What if Maria didn’t come?  What if she…” But Helena didn’t get to finish her thought as Maria walked through the café doors.  She was thunderstruck. Maria was just as beautiful in real life as she was in her photos.  Shoulder length dark blonde hair, deep blue eyes and the sexiest pair of hips leading up to a stunning, petite waist that Helena was immediately fantasizing about wrapping her legs around.  She stood up to greet Maria and they both kissed on the cheek and hugged politely.“Sorry I’m late! I had to park my car and walk a couple blocks.” “Of course!  It’s fine,” Helena replied.They sat down and continued to chat about life, Helena’s reasons for moving to New York, what Maria did for work, life, politics, travel…and then Helena gracefully steered the conversation etlik escort into past sexual encounters. “What was your first time with a woman like?” Helena asked Maria. “Oh I knew from when I was pretty young.  My first time on Tinder was with someone who wasn’t as experienced as me so it was kind of awkward.  But the second one was amazing.  We clicked, it was easy and there was no drama.  After all this is just sex, it’s meant to be enjoyed and there doesn’t have to be any more that that, you know?”“I completely agree,” Helena nodded. “I mean, I’ve just come out of a relationship so that is definitely the case for me.  But also I feel like people in Colombia are just more open than New Yorkers.  You’re all so up tight here!”Maria’s laughter of agreement tinkled brightly and Helena squeezed her legs together as she tried not to bite her lip while being drawn in my Maria’s smile…and her white business shirt, slightly sheer with her bra just slightly showing through where the fourth button struggled to keep her breasts from bursting out.“So what do you think?  Should we do something?” Maria asked all of a sudden, waking Helena out of her brief reverie. Helena perked up immediately “Yes.” The statement was clear.  She was drunk with anticipation for what could happen next between them.“Where should we go?  I’m new, so I’m not sure,” she said. After paying the check they both stepped outside and Maria said, “Why don’t we go for a walk?”“Okay,” Helena replied.  Now she could tell Maria was a tease.  Why would she make her wait?  They walked around a few blocks and when there was finally a pause in the conversation, Helena demanded quietly, “Let’s go to your car.” “Okay,” Maria replied, now relinquishing control of the situation keçiören escort to Helena.After a few blocks, they approached Maria’s black tinted window jeep.  Helena opened the door and they both climbed in.  Without wasting a moment, Helena grabbed the back of Maria’s head and pulled her in for a long, deep kiss.  Her tongue rolled slowly around Helena’s mouth.  She traced Maria’s lips with her own, sucked on her tongue, and lightly bit her plump bottom lip. Maria let out a soft moan.  Helena put her hand on Maria’s thigh, gently rubbing upward.  She could feel Maria’s body begin to relax against her, her breathing got faster as Helena pushed her tongue deeper.A horn beeping nearby startled Maria out of the kiss.  Helena could tell they wouldn’t truly be able to finish here in the car.  They needed somewhere more private. “How about we take this to my office?” Maria suggested, breathless.Helena nodded, her pulse quickened. Maria started the car and pulled out from the curb.  “How are you feeling?” Helena asked, her hand still rubbing up Maria’s sheer stocking legs.“Excited,” Maria murmured, trying to keep her eyes on the road.Her office was not far.  As soon as they arrived, Maria swiped her key card and led Helena up the stairs.  They went straight to the spare office, a single large couch chair in the corner, big enough for them to both sit on.  They immediately both sat down and embraced again, picking up where they had left off.Their hands were now all over one another.  Helena gripped the sides of Maria’s arms, pushing her back and unbuttoning her shirt so that just her bright red bra remained.  Helena was hungry to suck on Maria’s breasts.  They were so round and supple. She reached around and unclipped her bra kızılay escort as well, immediately cupping Maria’s tits and sucking the nipple deeply, flicking her tongue across each lightly as Maria arched her back and began to writhe with pleasure beneath her.  While she was attending to Maria’s breasts, Maria had pulled down the top half of Helena’s bra cups and begun pulling on Helena’s nipples, pulling harder as Helena sucked harder.Helena shifted back and could see Maria open her eyes and drink in the sight of her voluptuous breasts.  Helena knew she her own were double the size of Maria’s, and it seemed Maria couldn’t take her eyes off them.  Both their tops were off now, and Maria quickly unclipped Helena’s bra, letting her full bosom leap forward.  Helena leaned forward and Maria buried her face in them, hungrily placing long licks across the nipples, squeezing them sharply as she also reached around to put her hand down the back of Helena’s pants and pulled her closer.Maria lay back against the back of the couch, her legs spread, and Helena towered on top of her.  She grabbed Maria’s skirt and stockings and pulled them off until Maria was completely naked except for her cream panties.  Helena noticed a darker spot right in the middle of them.  Maria was clearly soaking wet, and the sight sent Helena into overdrive.  She removed her pants, and Maria’s panties, now just her own G-string remaining and continued to kiss Maria passionately, first pressing slowly down on the top of Maria’s pussy and down through the slick wetness of her exposed slit.  Helena felt a jolt of pleasure go through her as she realized just how desperately horny on Maria was for her.  She knew that Maria would let her do anything she wanted to her.Helena lowered herself down and started slowly humping Maria’s now exposed mound as both of them continued to breathe hoarsely.  Maria’s hands were all over her ass, then pulling back the front of Helen’s G-string and pulling Helena closer to have their pussies touch for the very first time.  It was electrifying.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The new cruise ship was enormous and, looking from the dock, it was intimidating.  There was a line of people waiting to be boarded on the seven-day cruise.  Jessica had packed and unpacked a dozen times, planning for the trip.  Today she was wearing a yellow sundress on her 5’3” frame, with a pair of three-inch matching heels at the end of her long slim legs.  She wasn’t quite twitching, but she had a lot of energy inside, seeming to bounce from step to step.  Her parents were in line right in front of her, her mom holding their passports and dad piled up with all the carryon luggage. Soon they were all cleared and walking up the gangplank, searching and finding their staterooms.  Jessica found her bags outside her cabin and quickly unpacked, making sure everything was where she expected it.Jessica walked over to her parents’ room, which had a little balcony and view of the ocean.“Hi Mom, I’m gonna go search around.  I want to see us take off from the dock.”Linda smiled at her 16-year-old daughter. “That’s fine, Jes.  You have your phone with you?”  Jessica nodded, and her mom said, “Give it to me and take this.” She handed her a walkie-talkie.  “We will see you at six in the main dining room.”“Yes, mom,” Jessica said as she gave her parents a quick kiss and headed for the top deck.Jessica etimesgut escort quickly made her way up a few flights of stairs and got to the bow of the ship.  Digging out her camera, she snapped a few shots of the departure and watched the smaller boats getting out of the way.  She waved at one of the boats and heard a voice behind her.“Someone you know?”Jessica turned and saw a woman in her twenties, a few inches taller than herself, dirty blonde short hair, and wearing a pair of tan shorts, a white tank top, and a pair of sunglasses.  The woman had two tall drinks in her hand, some kind of red fruit juice with an umbrella in it. “Oh no, just waving,” said Jessica, blushing a little.“Hi, I am Sandra. Like a drink?” the tall blonde said and handed a glass to Jessica.“I’m Jessica.  Thanks.”  She took a sip. It was a rum-flavored concoction.“I don’t think there’s much more to see out here for a while.  Let’s get out of this wind,” said Sandra and led Jessica to a small table inside.  “Are you here with the group?”“No, not with any group.  Just on vacation.  Are you with a group?” asked Jessica.Sandra smiled. “Yes, you could say that.  Just some women from around the country; we meet for cruises and to have a little fun.”They sat, and Jessica eryaman escort showed Sandra the pictures she’d just taken with her digital camera.  Sandra complimented her on her camera work while she looked through them.  Jessica took another sip of her drink and realized that she’ just about finished it. “That was good.”“Want another?”“Okay.”Sandra went to the bar and, while she was there, Jessica looked around the room and noticed that there seemed to be quite a few more women than men.  Feeling a little nervous, she reached into her bag and applied another coat of lipstick.  It was a new shade for her, a little darker and redder than she’d been wearing.  Soon Sandra came back bearing a couple of drinks.Sandra glanced quickly up and down the young girl and asked, “Are you here with someone?”Jessica nodded. “Yes, school’s out and I’m here with my mom and dad.”Sanda’s eyes widened at the admission. “How old are you?”“Seventeen,” Jessica lied.“I shouldn’t have gotten you that drink then. I thought you were eighteen.  You won’t tell on me, will you?”  Sandra smiled at her and put a hand on top of Jessica’s.“I would never tell, as long as you don’t take it away,” Jessica said and took another swallow.“I tell you what, let’s move this party to my room.  sincan escort At least it’s a little more private there.” Sandra stood and offered her hand, helping the younger to stand. “I can’t stay long. I promised I would meet my parents and go to dinner with them.”“It’s four o’clock now.  I’m sure your mom won’t expect you until six.  Bring your drink with you.”Jessica was flattered by the attention of the attractive blonde,.“Alright, just don’t let me forget the time or I will never hear the end of it.”Sandra guided her to the elevator and soon they were a dozen floors down inside the ship.  Sandra opened her door with a key card and gently pulled Jessica into the room.  Jessica saw a dark-haired woman moving a bag under a bed. Sandra held Jessica’s hand and said, “This is my roommate, Mary…  Mary, this is Jessica.”Mary held out her hand. “Hi Jessica.”Jessica awkwardly shook her hand as she looked at Mary.  Mary was about thirty, with dark brown hair and brown eyes. She had a full figure and stood eye-to-eye with Jessica.  As she let go of Mary’s hand, she heard Sandra say, “Mary, don’t forget to make our spa reservations.  If we don’t get them early, they may all be gone.”Mary smiled and said, “You girls have a good time while I’m gone.”With that, Mary grabbed her purse, whispered quickly in Sandra’s ear, and slipped out the door.  Jessica looked around for a place to sit and saw only the two queen-sized beds.  She was starting to turn back to Sandra when she felt two hands on her waist and warm breath on her neck.  Jessica shivered but didn’t pull away.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I crawled on top of his rigid hard cock making sure to squeeze my dripping wet pussy all the way down to the base of his shaft. He moans as he grabs my ass squeezing it as he pumps up into me. I can feel my pussy juices dripping down and completely covering both him and myself. He smacks my ass and then reaches down to play with my erect clit. He rapidly runs it with his right hand while holding my hips çankaya escort and thrusting up into me. I grab his shoulders and bite his shoulder to muffle my moans. He loves when I bite him…it’s his signal that I’m close to an orgasm. I beg him to stop so I don’t cum so soon but he’s determined to make me get off before he does. He pushes me backward onto my knees so rus escort I hang off the bed in between his legs. He loves when I’m on top of his dick like this while he’s sitting down because he now has control of penetration. He methodically pumps into my pussy and rubs my clit simultaneously causing my orgasm to get closer. I beg for him to let me hold on to it but he simply pumps eryaman escort and rubs even faster. I try to push his hand away from my clit but he just swats my hand and he pinches my clit between two fingers putting more pressure on it doing the opposite of what I wanted. My moan gets louder and I beg him to let me hold my orgasm in for another minute or so—this isn’t fair that he can work my body over within minutes. He laughs and pulls me back up to him I kiss him and begin to move up and down on his dick slowly. He kissed my face and squeezed my ass and caressed my soft body. He looked me in the eyes and said now back to where we started off and pushed me back down.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

This is a personal fantasy of mine, hope you all enjoy it!! The day I had to leave for the city for three weeks I went to visit my girlfriend, she’s about 5’7, 55kg, 10C and a dancer’s body. I was feeling pretty horny and was sliding my hand up her shirt to her bra-less tits and rubbing them, getting her nipples hard, as well as sliding them in her pants and stroking her pussy on her bed. At first she tried to stop me, “Stop it, everyone’s etlik escort home” she says “So, no one is coming in” I reply as I slide her top above her tits and start sucking on her nipples while I slide my hand into her panties and rub her wet pussy. She gives me a look which I know means she loves it. “Stop it” she says weakly while smiling at me. “No, I’m having fun” I say smiling when all of a sudden keçiören escort I slide one finger deep inside her pussy “Oh yes!” she gasps as she arches her back, gives a super sexy smile while her face contorts in pleasure. We kiss and she slides her hand into my pants grasping my cock. She arches her back and moans again, “Undo your pants” she moans and I hurry to unbutton and unzip my jeans. kızılay escort She rubs my cock as I finger her wet pussy, “We could fuck” she says before moaning and giving me a wicked smile. “Let’s do it then” I say. She slides one leg over me as we lay on our sides and moves her shorts and panties to the side guiding my throbbing cock into her soaking wet pussy. As soon as I feel her wet pussy lips swallow my cock I start to thrust gently. “Ohhhh yesss! That’s soo good!” She moans quietly as I continue to slide in and out as she rotates her hips in a nice rhythm, “Let me take my pants off so I can ride you!” she says suddenly, and with no objections from me, rolls onto her back to remove her shorts and panties.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Over the last few weeks I haven’t seen Tanya much. She’s been with her boyfriend Mike a lot. They’re so great together, I’m just waiting for him to give her a ring. Speaking of rings, my phone chirped and vibrated in my pocket as I lay out on the couch. I answered it, Tara was on the line, bawling. “What’s wrong, Babydoll?” “He left me! Mike left me! He was cheating on me with Kiara DiSanio!” I became half-way enraged, and half-way sympathetic. “Get over here now.” “Okay.” She wept. About twenty minutes later she pulled up outside and I went to let her in. Luke was at work, etimesgut escort as were Danielle and Dominic. Only we and John were left in the house, and John was asleep on the couch upstairs. I took Tanya down to the basement and I held her while she cried in my arms on the couch. “How could he do this to me? I gave him the best four years of my life! I swear, I’m killing myself tonight!” “And with that, you are sleeping here tonight. I won’t let you hurt yourself Tanya, you’re not going to be alone tonight. Not for one second. Not even when you eryaman escort pee, nope, because I am going with you.” “Just let me die.” “Not till you’re old and gray.” We sat in silence “Can I scream Rei, please?” I nodded and moved away a bit. “Why, God? Why?” She screeched. Ten seconds later, John barreled into the basement, when he saw Tanya crying, he went into overprotective-John mode. “What happened, why is she crying, who am I killing?” He questioned. “Mike left her.” He came over and scooped her into his arms, hugging her tight. “Aww, sincan escort Tanya honey, it’ll be okay.” We stayed with her and watched TV, waiting for her to calm down. About an hour after, she had to pee, I went with her. “Really Rei?” She asked, I stood in the shower, waiting for her to be done. “Yes really, your crazy ass is on suicide watch.” She finished and I got out of the shower while she washed her hands. She’d stopped crying finally, but we’d still be watching her cause she was still sad. Luke got home about an hour before we were ready to go to bed. I figured John could take care of Tanya alone for about a half hour. I dragged Luke into our room and quickly tore his clothes off. “Quickly baby.” I said, reaching up to kiss his neck, he ran his nose along my jaw, then kissed me. His hand traveled into my shorts, exploring the wetness they held within.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

There are some things you do in public because you can, and it’s naughty to do them; it hurts no-one, especially when you know that getting caught probably won‘t actually happen. Then there are some things that you do because of the possibility of getting caught. The added tension and hypersensitivity of your senses adds to the experience. If you get caught, you have two options. Carry on and brave it out hoping the person or persons will just watch, or stop and pretend that you weren’t really doing anything bad at all. I prefer the former of these, and in all honesty, sometimes I wish the persons that caught us would just join in. Then there are things that you do that you know you shouldn’t have even contemplated in the first place. This happened on my holidays to Spain. My boyfriend and I found ourselves wandering around a fairly large city in the north of Spain. We entered a few bars and ate tapas at around two in the afternoon, and generally enjoyed the nice hot day that it was. We eventually found ourselves looking at the most impressive cathedral we had ever seen and we decided that it was worth an internal visit. I don’t know about you, but I find these places dark and often cold, despite their beauty çankaya escort and splendour. This cathedral was actually split into two parts, a lower older chapel and a more modern upper one. We entered the lower chapel first. It was splendid; rows of dark oak benches filled the once open area down to the altar. At its head was the symbol of Christ on the cross with the most wonderful ornaments in gold and crystals that you could find anywhere. It was a truly glorious sight of the splendour that was Spain. My boyfriend and I found ourselves sitting in the front pew, in silence, looking at the vision of Christ on the cross. I looked at him but he was just staring into the distance and glancing from side to side, taking in the scent and vision of everything on display. From the corner of my eye, a woman came in, walked to the centre of the room, made the sign of the cross and then left just as quickly. I looked behind me to see how many others were around, and it was simply empty. Maybe it was the time of day, perhaps every one was having a siesta. I must admit to being a little horny at the time, that I probably would put down to a little alcohol and the heat. Whatever caused it, rus escort a rush of naughtiness washed over me. I was almost consumed by lust. My temperature had soared and I was feeling the heat even in this cold place. My cheeks must have been flushed bright red to account for the way I felt. Even my pussy was throbbing with expectation. I was sitting half on the pew with my body facing my boyfriend and my eyes glued on everything that was happening behind me. My right hand came down on my boyfriends pants and I started to stroke his cock under his loose trousers. My mouth was slightly opened and I was reaching forward encouraging his hard-on when he turned to me. “What are you doing, Denise?” he whispered, his hand almost brushing mine aside. I know that whenever he uses my name like that, he is serious, so I stopped for a brief while. However, the feeling would not go away, in fact I felt more than a little moisture soak my panties. After smiling at him, with my sexiest and lustful smile, I whispered in his ear as my hand fell back down onto his cock. “There‘s no-one here at all. No-one has come in for the last three minutes,” I said, “I could have had a mouthful of cum by now…” I eryaman escort continued. I know those words well, and I know that by now he would be thinking the same thing that I was. ‘Could we get in a quickie in under five minutes?’ Whenever I have mentioned a mouthful of cum to my boyfriend in the past he has generally been up for it, anywhere, anytime. I saw him contemplate the scenario. He too started to look around as he glanced behind him in both directions. He looked at me. I smiled back at him and then I bit my lip. I was stroking his cock all the while, and with every stroke it was getting harder under his pants. I reckoned it wouldn’t take him long to spurt down my throat. I was breathing heavily at the thought of taking his cock in my mouth, in this dark, cold place. All I needed was his confirmation. I prayed for it. I watched him as he looked down at the size of his cock in his trousers. “You know you want to,” I whispered, “and I‘m really thirsty right now.” That seemed to tip him over the edge. I watched as he unbuckled his belt and slide his trousers down just past his underpants. I quickly wrenched his underpants from his leg area and hooked them over his cock. His cock and balls sprung free as they rested on the outside of his pants. I grabbed his length and fisted it energetically with my right hand. I was watching behind me as I pumped his cock in my hand with fast little jerks, squeezing it at the same time. I slipped off the pew and onto the cold stone floor.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

The idea of shopping for a suit was becoming less appealing by the minute, as the traffic on the A30 crawled slowly towards the retail outlet. “I told you we should have taken a different route,” you exclaim emphatically. “Perhaps playing with myself will make the time pass quicker, what do you think, Darling?” you inquire with a wry grin on your face. You gently rest your hand on my thigh; just your touch is enough to send ripples of excitement throughout my body. I try to clear my mind from all of the naughty thoughts I’m suddenly developing in my head. You are dressed in a business style outfit. A tight pink blouse clings to your smooth curves. A black pencil skirt that outlines every line of your hips and finely toned legs ends just before your knees. I glance across at you and can already see your nipples straining against the silky material. You look at me and smile and slowly undo the top three buttons; a tiny whimper escapes from your lips. A reddening flush has spread across your throat and down your chest; your eyes have already started to glaze over. You lean back in the seat etimesgut escort and start to slide your hand down your taut and toned body until you reach the hem of your skirt. You slowly lift your arse off the seat, pulling your skirt up around your waist, exposing your thong. Your juices are already slowly spreading across the pink gusset, and I can see the outline of your mound agianst the damp material. My grip on the steering wheel tightens. I squirm in my seat as precum starts to leak, from my already swollen head, and soak into my boxers. You have now spread your legs, and out of the corner of my eye I watch your fingers, race up your soft inner thighs towards your pussy. Luckily, the traffic is now at a standstill. I turn and watch you. Your left hand pulls aside your sodden thong, revealing your swollen pussy. You pull your lips apart, and with resistance plunge two fingers, deep inside yourself. You pull your soaked fingers from inside you. Leaning across the handbrake, you push them firmly, into my mouth. The taste of your sweet nectar is intoxicating. eryaman escort As I suck them clean, I try and focus on the traffic lights. Which are changing to green three cars ahead of me. Thankfully, by the time I have regained my senses, we are at a standstill again. I look at your face, your cheeks are flushed. Your breathing is now shallow and rapid. Your urgency to cum is more than evident as your fingers thrust deeper and deeper inside yourself. Your right index finger is making hard circles around your engorged clit. You spread your lips, pulling back the hood, exposing it. You are pushing hard against your clit; the two fingers of your left hand are racing in and out of your sopping pussy. Juices are running freely from you now, wetting your firm ass cheeks and pooling on the seat. I can see beads of sweat trickling down into your cleavage. I know your orgasm is near, and it isn’t long until your back arches and your body convulses. You come in waves of pleasure; your screams of ecstasy seem to revebirate around the confines of the car. You slowly sincan escort withdraw your fingers, bringing them to your mouth and sucking them clean. You adjust yourself, smiling across at me. As finally we pull into the carpark, by now my body is becoming tense, straining for release. I feel dizzy as adrenalin surges through my body. By the time we have entered the shop, I am in an erotic haze. All I can focus on is the thought of ravaging your beautiful body. The smell of your perfume is intoxicating. We flick through rail after rail of suits. I can take it no more. I lean forward. “I want you here and now, follow me,” I whisper. Your eyes close for a moment, I know just the sound of my voice can make you wet. I pick up two suits, take hold of your hand, I walk toward the changing room, My breathing is becoming more rapid, as I focus on the task at hand. “Wait here, I’ll come and get you in a minute,” I murmur in your ear. I collect a token from the attendant, and find an empty cubicle at the end of a row. Hurriedly, I undress and put one of the suits on. Brazenly, I walk up to the assistant. ”Is it okay if my girlfriend comes in? I need a second opinion.”She nods, barely looking at me. The door of the cubicle closes I turn, and before my eyes can focus on your beautiful face, I feel your tongue brushing my lips, so I open them, welcoming your tongue inside my mouth.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

As a recently divorced man pushing fifty, with few social skills and even fewer dating prospects, I felt a change of scenery was in order. I was fortunate to have some money saved up after the breakup, and as I work online as a consultant, I could go anywhere. As the wind whipped the snowfall into the tavern window, my friend suggested I take a trip out of town awhile, and suggested Florida. “The weather is better and you may get your groove going again.” My groove! I had to laugh, I was the epitome of anything that needed a “groove.” But I heeded his advice. I packed my bags and drove to Miami. The drive itself lifted my spirits; as I drove from snow-filled streets of New York down the coast. With each hour it seemed the weather got balmier until I ended up in Miami. Luckily, I found a reasonably-priced motel, checked in for the night, and unpacked in my room. My new life was to start. Once unpacked, I drove to the beach to take a long-needed walk. It was nice to walk etlik escort in my t-shirt and cargo pants. Yes, it was a bit retro-geek, but at least I was barefoot. The people were mostly young, mostly good-looking, and mostly undressed in skimpy bikinis and long trunks. I felt a bit intimidated, however. While I am certainly not out of shape, I was not toned like most of the people there. But nobody cared, and in fact most everyone smiled and said hi as I passed. Instantly I felt a bond to this place. Presently I came to a shaved ice stand, and stood behind a pretty woman. She was around twenty, I guessed, with dark ebony features and a pleasant smile. She was modestly dressed; that is, she wasn’t in a bikini. She had on a halter top and floral pattern jeans, which filled out nicely from behind. After buying her shaved ice, she turned around and stepped toward me. Seeing me, she stopped suddenly, but the ice kept going…right onto my t-shirt keçiören escort and cargo pants. “¡Dios mío…Oh my God! I’m sorry! I didn’t see you there! ” she said in a Cuban accent. The liquid ice had spread from my chest down to my knees. Although my first reaction was anger, I laughed. I couldn’t help it, her lovely pout, my soaked clothes, and her reaction. She kept on muttering apologies, mostly in Spanish, interspersed with some English. I said “It’s ok, it’s only a t-shirt and pants. In fact I was looking for something to say to you, and now it looks as if you broke the ice, so to speak. She smiled, still embarrassed, but insisted on getting a napkin to wipe off the excess. As she wiped my t-shirt, I felt an urge I haven’t felt with another woman in a long time. I took in her very feminine scent, her coconut shampoo, her lotioned skin. It was intoxicating! “That’s ok, I can do it.” I smiled. “But since I was in your way, allow kızılay escort me to buy you another ice.” “Oh…well, ok…si, that would be nice!” I bought the two ices, my light-colored clothes turning red from the shaved ice juices. As we walked along eating our shaved ice, I asked her if she lived here. She said no, she actually arrived the week before with a friend from Cuba. I was surprised, as I thought the restrictions were very severe. She laughed. “Well, that’s usually the case, but most of the politicos take bribes. My brother paid them a lot of money and we were able to come here. He’s with our cousin now downtown.” When she looked up at me, she smiled. “My name is Esmeralda. What is your name?” “Michael. And our name is very beautiful, it describes you to a T.” “Really?” She was actually very pleased. I have to admit, I have not experienced being appreciated by a young woman in decades. In fact, her eyes seemed to lock onto mine more and more. I decided to be bold under the palm tree, on a balmy walk near the sea, with a woman I just met. “Not only that, Esmeralda, but you are very attractive. I know it seems fast but…” I took her by the shoulders, looked at her, reached down, and kissed her. She was surprised, but she was pleased.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

If you’re like me, this just might be My favorite time of day Wake up hard, sneak past your guardSo we can start to playIll reach between, your shaven cleanMoist tender pussy lipsI hear you moan, I touch that ZoneAnd grab you by the hipsYou raise your leg, a silent begTo urge my finger inOne etimesgut escort finger first, despite your thirstTo have me deep withinMy teasing touch, becomes to muchYou reach down for my cockI rub your clit, as you submitOur hips begin to rockYour hand wrapped eryaman escort tight, with all my mightTry not to cum too soonYour expert craft, that strokes my shaftI nuzzle in to spoonMy swollen head, your open spreadI drive my cock in deepMy urgent lust, my sincan escort driving thrustYour juices start to weepYou grab my sack, and arch your backAnd pull with all your mightYou drag me in, as you beginTo fuck me oh so rightYour body quakes, your pussy achesI pound you like a drumYou’re almost done, my eight inch gunWill fill my love with cumOrgasmic bliss, flows through my MissWe both do cum as oneI squeeze you tight, your neck I biteUntil I know you’re doneNow we fuck best, I’m sure you guessedOur mornings lustful playMy morning wood, you fuck so good I love you more each day.

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32