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“Do you know what I want to do you?” I whispered in my gf’s ears.

We were lying on her bed. She was lying sideways with me behind her in a spooning position. My gf is hot. She’s got a thick voluptuous body. Holding her with my crotch pressed against her bodacious ass is more than erotic. But, we were having a fight. Apparently I was not spending enough time with her and she felt neglected.

To make my case, I was having a hard time at the office. My asshole of a manager was dumping all his work on me under the pretence of “helping me grow in my career” while he was busy flirting with girls at the office. So I was pulling all nighters not wanting to say anything until I found a better job.

But of course, your gf won’t accept this excuse if you are telling the same for over a month. So she was giving me the ‘silent’ treatment. She hadn’t uttered a single word all night.

“I want to feel you. I want to feel every inch of your body” I said as I put my hand on her hips and squeezed it. She was wearing a long oversized T shirt and shorts. It was easy access. I slid my hand inside her t-shirt feeling her skin. I moved towards her navel and slowly started drawing circles around it.

“I want to kiss you” I whispered as I placed a soft kiss on her neck just below her ear. I moved my hand up searching for her tits. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I took her right tit which fit my entire palm perfectly. ankara escort bayan I gave it a gentle squeeze. I think I heard her let out a gasp. I could feel her nipples getting hard.

For the next few minutes, my hands were busy playing with her tits while I kept kissing and nibbling at her ear and neck.

“You have such good tits, honey. I can play with them all night. But right now.. I want to feel your pussy,” I said as I moved my hand down.

I put my hand inside her shorts and slipped it inside her panty. She spread her legs just a bit, enough for my hand to cup her pussy.

I could feel the hotness in between her legs. And she was wet. With the tip of my middle finger, I traced her lovehole. I was mentally noting everything as if this was the first time I was feeling her pussy. The outline, her clit.. her hole.. which was now getting more wet.

My cock was hard. And it was safely nestled in between her ass cheeks. As my fingers explored her pussy, my cock enjoyed the squeeze it felt every now and then from her big round ass.

“I want to feel your pussy. Not on my fingers. No. I want to feel it around my cock,” I said.

I pulled out my hand from her pussy, gripped her shorts and in one motion pulled it down along with her panty. She raised her hips helping me with the deed. But she hadn’t yet said anything to me. Hmm. Let’s see how long you can stay silent.

I pulled eryaman escort my pants and boxers down. Holding her hips I adjusted her body to get a nice angle. She arched her ass up. I aimed my cock and gave a slight push. She was so wet that my cockhead went in without any resistance. ‘ahh’ I heard her voice for the first time that night.

I slowly pushed my cock fully inside her. Balls deep. But, I didn’t move. I put my hand back inside her T-shirt and onto her tits. I stayed still. I wanted to see how long she would stay silent like this.

With my head behind hers, my mouth on her ears, I continued talking in a raspy voice

“God, your pussy feels so damn good. Do you like how my cock feels inside you?”

No reply.

“You are so wet. I can feel you wetting my cock.”

No reply.. but her breathing was getting heavy.

“Don’t you want to squeeze my cock??”

I felt her hips move. Slowly..

“Don’t you want fuck my cock? Don’t you want me.. to fuck you?”

She looked behind over her hips where my crotch was pressed hard at her ass. Nothing could be seen. My cock was so deep inside her. Our crotch was connected as one.

She put her hand behind and over my ass. She squeezed my ass. She was trying to make me push my cock up and into her while she gyrated her ass. But I didn’t move an inch. She tried her best and finally gave up.

“Oh god! Pleasee etlik escort fuck me!” She pleaded. And I happily obliged.

I pulled my ass back and pushed it giving her my entire cock. ‘ah’ her head bent forward while she pushed her ass back. I started driving my cock in and out of her in a steady rhythm. In and out. Long and deep strokes.

Soon we were fucking each other harder and faster. I moved my hand to inbetween her legs. She understood and lifted her left leg up giving me all the access I needed. I touched her clit and started rubbing it in circles. She was moaning heavily now. But never for once, I stopped fucking her. She was squeezing my ass, her nails digging into my skin.

I started to literally pound her from behind. We were frantically fucking each other wanting to reach that end line.

“Don’t you want to cum all over on my cock?” I asked.

“Yes baby…please… give it to me. Fuck me!!” She screamed.

I put my hand on her hip holding her firmly in place and started pumping her with short but faster strokes. I was using all the energy my ass could muster and she took it all.

“Ahh.. ahh… yes… shit…” I felt her shudder as I felt my balls tighten. She clutched the bedsheet and started cumming. It was all too much for me as well. I started cumming hard.. One. Two. Three. I lost count of the times I shot my cum inside her.. It took us some time to recover. I turned her head sideways and kissed her full on the lips.

“Am sorry. I couldn’t give you my time” I apologized.

“Tomorrow is Sunday. You are all mine,” She said.

I was semi hard and still inside her. She was slowly gyrating her ass.

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I don’t know if you’ll respond to this or even read it but the longing I feel has become to great to ignore. We’ve been innocently flirting back and forth for weeks now, the occasional innuendo, the excuses found to brush an open palm against one another and the lingering good-byes.

I’m captivated by the way your eyes see right through me and seem to whisper secrets to my soul. I’m haunted by the memory of your scent and every chaste touch we’ve shared is a sacred treasure that fills the emptiness of my heart with warmth. I know I’m a fool to have lost myself to the thought of you but your voice is a siren’s song that has me drowning in a tidal wave of passion.

As I look out my window and see the fall of a Spring snowstorm, I’m inspired to believe in the unlikely. I let myself dream of you and imagine our anticipated union, visualizing my approach to give myself over to your mercy.

You accepted my invitation to dinner, perhaps a little curious about my invitation to cook for you. The sauteed vegetables were met with remarkable approval and you were impressed by my pasta and marinara sauce. The wine completed the candle light atmosphere as our usual playful banter is allowed a more heated tone.

Before I can tell you how much I’ve longed for this, you ask me why I’ve taken so long to act on any of our flirtations and I am forced to admit a level cautionary reluctance that I might scare you off with the full disclosure of my need. My words come freely now escort ankara backed by a fire that reaches from my heart through my eyes to bathe you in the heat of my hunger.

Your eyes don’t turn away but answer my gaze with the brilliance of starlight. I put down my glass and walk over to you, kneeling at your feet before you can rise from your chair. One hand rests on your shoulder as the other cups the side of your neck to draw you into my kiss.

The taste of your lips, splashed with wine, sets my body on fire and I lose myself in their tenderness as our tongues meet and we breathe our shared desire into one another.

Your body reacts beneath my touch as I peel your clothes away, writhing to rhythm of our kiss.

Once your panties have been removed and my fingertips have brushed the lips there, I move my kiss to their sweet tangy warmth. Here with my mouth pressed deep into your hips, I taste you from the inside out and revel in the feel of you as much as I enjoy your labored breaths of exclamation.

Your nails dig into my scalp and pull my hair, evoking more enthusiasm from my mouth that in turn calls more wordless praise from yours. I’m in ecstasy, tasting the deepest part of you with your shapely thighs hooked tightly over my shoulders and your head tossed back with complete abandon.

My hands cradle your torso, wanting to feel every twist and squirm that my cunniglingus can elicit from your body. When you tense and your muscles contract with mamak escort the first signs of orgasm, I massage and knead your hips and buttocks while re-doubling my oral enthusiasm.

You come in waves, spasming and jutting yourself harder against my face. The flavor of your juices change as they gush from you over my mouth and chin. I flick your clitoris with the tip of my tongue faster, intensifying your release and drawing more from you until I feel you quiver with the force of it. Only then do I let go and rise to see the look of surrendered lust in your eyes.

My clothes are still on but the excitement of pleasuring you is threatening to burst from the seams of my slacks. Your eyes light up at the discovery of my need and your hands rush to free my lust from its bondage. Your dainty and nimble digits tickle my hard flesh like a musician picking up a new instrument, gentle at first but played with such enthusiasm once it touches your lips.

The vision of your lips stretched around my shaft is exquisite and how quickly you’ve painted me in your warm spit with wickedly obscene sounds and unabashed hunger. The temptation to let you drink the wellspring of my lust is almost too great but I have dreamed too many nights of burying my need in your venus mound to wait any longer.

I take a step back, causing you to reluctantly release the throbbing meat from your mouth though your hands are quick to see that I don’t get to far. You look up at me and yenimahalle escort I see the naked desire that I’ve long harbored, reflected in your eyes. I lift you up and guide you to the couch in the next room, assuring you of another release.

Holding you against my chest in a naked embrace, I take time to kiss and nibble your neck where it meets your shoulder. My lips suck, my tongue licks, and my teeth graze across your clavicle bone and shoulder. Lost in the scent of your sweat spiked perfume, one hand is pressed hard into the small of your back while the other cradles the top of your neck.

I lay you down slowly, holding your gaze in my eyes as if they alone could convey the heartsick tale of my devotion to you. My eyes betray the hunger that throbs at the base of me and vibrates all the way to my fingertips.

Your breath shudders and your body arches to my touch as I massage your nether lips and prepare them to accept me. Enveloped by your supple legs, I push myself into you and bliss washes over both of our faces. The telling cries from your parted lips are a concerto I’ve longed to hear conducted by the deliberate strokes of my cock, this is the realization of a thousand haunted nights.

Your nails draw red lines in my skin as we achieve a synchronous rhythm and I drive months of pent up desire into your very core. My breath is hot and heavy on your shoulder and my pelvic thrusts become faster as your velvet muscle tightens for another release.

You cut into my flesh with a vise-grip, drawing blood as you scream and your body quivers over the top of your climax. This last squeeze milks the release form me as I push deeper to fill you completely in those last contracting moments.

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When a lazy mall security guard catches two young, hot girls stealing he thinks of a devious plan to play out his ultimate sexual Christmas fantasy.

‘Twas the Night of Hoeing

It was just another boring Christmas Eve night in the city’s old downtown mall. Gary, the evening security guard lazily sat in the back office, occasionally glazing at the grainy footage on the security cameras. For the most part, the mall was dead. Despite it being so close to Christmas, this mall had seen a sharp decrease in foot traffic as people preferred the newer, more glamorous mall on the other side of the city. Because of a lack of customers, the whole security staff was reduced to two employees. A daytime security guard named Frank and Gary, who took care of security during the evenings. Since Gary often worked by himself, he pretty much could do whatever he wanted during his shift including replacing the sounds of the 1950s holiday tunes that flowed into the security office from the mall with sounds of his groans and moans as he rigorously tugged on his thick cock until that familiar, white juice shot out of his member and trickled to the floor. Gary loved that he could jerk off practically every shift without anyone noticing.

It was 8:30pm so it was time for Gary to do another walkaround of the building. Gary didn’t mind doing these walkarounds as they kind of got him in the Christmas spirit despite having to work such a mundane job and the mall’s administrative staff doing such a half ass job with decorating the place. The walkways of the mall were lined with different colored Christmas trees that looked run down and neglected. Hanging from the ceilings, were faded life sized cardboard portraits of various Christmas characters (Santa, Rudolph, Frosty, etc.). The only redeeming thing about this mall was Christy’s Bread Shop. This unassuming bakery always has the most delicious smells coming out of it and the owner always gives Gary a free bagel when he walks by.

As Gary finished chopping down on his bagel, he approached the entrance of Downtown Fashions Clothing Boutique. He noticed two teenaged looking girls stuffing shirts into bookbags. Gary was at enough of a distance to clearly see what they were doing so they would be unable to deny anything if he were to approach them. It did not look like the store’s staff was around which was suspicious to Gary. As Gary walked into the store, the blonde girl gasped as she realized her, and her friend were caught. Her eyes widen with fear. She dropped her bag to the ground but not before forgetting to zip it up. The shirts with their price tags still attached came tumbling from the bookbag to the ground right in front of Gary’s feet.

The other girl looked equally as scared as the blonde. Her round face, covered with freckles, began to turn a bright red. She nervously fidgeted with her loose, curly red hair.

“We’re sorry, sir” the blonde stammered, her eyes looking at the ground. “Please don’t call the cops on us, please.”

“We’ll do anything,” the red head quickly added.

Gary took a couple of sniffs and could smell a hint of marijuana coming from the back of the store near the loading dock. From what he could tell, the store’s sales associate was in the back having a smoke break and was not doing his job of keeping the store free of theft.

Suddenly, a devious idea came into Gary’s mind. If these girls were of age, Gary could have some real holiday fun with them. The storage room for the now defunct Christmas costume shop was just next door. Thinking about the red head’s “We’ll do anything,” statement made Gary’s dick twitch a little.

“How old are you girls?” Gary said

“19” they both replied in unison still looking at the ground in shame.

Gary could not help but let a soft groan escape his lips. The thought of him having his way with two, ripe pussies almost made him want to bust at that very moment.

“Let me see your IDs” he demanded, making sure he kept his tone demanding and intimidating. If he wanted to scare these young sluts out of their clothes, he would have to perpetrate a “bad cop” front. Gary really considered himself lucky as such tricks would not work on most older women.

Both girls reached in their respective bags, rumbling through their contents. Shortly afterwards, they both produced their IDs and handed them to Gary. To Gary’s delight, they were telling the truth. Both girls were 19.

Gary was ecstatic for a couple of reasons: 1). He knew he was going to fuck both of these human cum deposit boxes tonight. 2). He knew they could potentially be naïve enough to fall for all the lies he planned to use to get them out of their panties.

Gary cleared his throat and regained his composure. He stuffed both IDs in his pocket.

“Come with me” he instructed the girls. He knew he had to get them quickly out of the store before anyone else spotted them.

The girls slowly followed Gary to the storage room. Once all three of them were inside, Gary made sure to lock the door behind them and flipped on the light switch so he could get a better look at his concubines for the night.

“Ladies, I’ll cut to the chase and make this simple and quick subayevleri escort for you,” Gary started as he began to undo his belt buckle. He could not help but notice the blonde’s glaze follow his belt as he removed it from his waist and placed it on an old desk beside him. Gary could tell at least she was starting to get where this was leading to.

“Tonight, you’ll either let me have my way with your bodies for a little bit or I’m going to call the cops and have you arrested for theft. I have you on camera stealing on my bodycam.” Gary inwardly applauded himself for quickly coming up with an on the spot lie about the bodycam. Many of the city’s residents knew most of the store owners did not have their own security cameras which is why some felt so comfortable stealing.

“Wha- What do you mean have your way with our bodies?” the red head stammered.

Before Gary could answer the red head’s question, the blonde interrupted.

“He wants to fuck us,” she softly whispered to her friend. Much to Gary and the red head’s surprise the blonde began unbuttoning her jeans.

“What are you doing?” the red head hissed as the blonde continued to remove her clothing.

“I can’t afford for him to call the cops and neither can you. You know our parents will kill us and we’ll probably lose our scholarships.” Gary could not help but smirk at the single tear running down the blonde’s face as she realized her fate. Gary’s plan was coming along swimmingly. He knew he did not have a lot of time to do this since he was on the clock, so it was great that at least one of the girls got on board quickly.

Within seconds, the blonde stood in middle of the room in her hot pink cotton panties and bra.

“That is right, ladies. I not only want to fuck you, but I want to fuck you while playing Christmas characters. Of course, I am Santa. Who wants to be Mrs. Claus and who wants to be Mrs. Claus’ stepsister?”

This time, the blonde began sobbing uncontrollably. Her delectable, slightly tanned full B cup titties began to seductively shake with the trembling of her shoulders as she tried to wipe her face dry with the back of her hand. As if the emotions of the blonde gave her a boast of confidence, the red head defiantly crossed her arms and sternly looked at Gary. Her eyes were gleaming with disgust and anger.

“No, we don’t have to do this,” she announced with her voice quivering. Within seconds, the red head’s tough façade began to evaporate and now her face was also stained with tears.

“I’m a virgin…please, I have to wait until I’m married,” the red head said in between sobs.

Since Gary was all about compromising, he had an idea for the red head. He assumed the blonde was not a virgin since she failed to speak up.

“How about this,” Gary began as he continued to remove his clothing. He was now completely naked in front of these two girls. He could not help but notice both girls were now focusing on his fully erect penis. It was hard to tell, however, if their stares were looks of intrigue or looks of fear. Not that Gary gave a fuck either way.

“I’ll agree to only fuck your ass,” Gary stated as he stroked his penis at the thought of being balls deep in the red head’s tight, dirty hole.

“That way, your pussy will remain pure. I will warn you that it may hurt a little, tho.”

“She’ll do it,” the blonde said harshly as she directed an authoritative glare at her red head friend.

The red head let out a wail but began to follow her friend’s lead with trembling hands. Now the red head was down to her bra and panties as well. She had more of a fuller figured body than her blonde friend but would not be considered fat by any means. Her breasts were much larger than blondie’s. Gary’s mouth watered at the thought of those milky white mounds entering his awaiting, wet and hot mouth.

“Perfect!” Gary exclaimed. “We don’t have a lot of time to get this done so let us get started! Since Santa would never fuck Mrs. Claus in the ass, you’ll be Ms. Claus, blondie. And that means you’ll be Mrs. Claus’ stepsister,” Gary stated while pointing at the red head.

Gary just remembered that he had a small bottle of lube in his uniform’s pocket so he would not have to lubricate the red head’s asshole with his own salvia which was a bonus. He typically kept lube on him for his workplace hand jobs. This night was working out wonderfully!

“Now, both of you get completely naked. We will start with Mrs. Claus getting fucked by me while she eats her stepsister’s pussy. Then we will finish off with me fucking Mrs. Claus’ stepsister in the ass while she eats out Mrs. Claus. Santa has a long day tomorrow, delivering toys to all the girls and boys in the world. It’s important that you give him a good workout so he can maintain his stamina. He doesn’t want to disappoint anyone on Christmas Day.”

Gary began walking around the storage room where there were plenty of costumes to choose from. He wanted to find the perfect wardrobe for his fantasy.

“On second thought, I’ll let the two of you decide who Santa will fuck first,” He returned to the girls who both were now completely naked. The storage closet yenidoğan escort was on the colder side, so their naked bodies trembled a little as they innocently held hands, probably to comfort each other.

“I’ll go first,” the blonde timidly replied as she grabbed the gray, fluffy wig Gary handed her. That was the most realistic Mrs. Claus’ wig he could find. As the blonde roughly pulled the wig over her blonde hair, the red head took a couple of “big girl” gulps and grabbed a second gray, female wig from Gary and stuffed her voluminous, red locks underneath it. That wig would have to do for Mrs. Claus’ stepsister.

From what Gary could tell, the girls seemed to be more accepting of what was about to happen. While they did not look completely thrilled, they didn’t look fearful either.

Gary pulled on his jolly Santa hat and beard.

It was time.

“Red Hot, lay on the desk on your back and spread your legs wide. You’ll need to give Mrs. Claus enough room so she can eat the fuck out of that juicy pussy of yours,” Gary directed the red head.

The red head’s tears and sobbing resumed but she did as she was instructed. Gary could see her face turn bright red from the embarrassment as she covered her eyes with her hands. The wobbly desk creaked underneath her body weight causing her freckle dusted breasts to jingle ever so slightly which made Gary pratically drool with lust. It is almost as if she was too ashamed to see her friend invade her womanhood with her tongue.

When Red Hot spread her legs, the sweet scent of her pussy juices began to tingle Gary’s nose. As much as he wanted to dive in, he also wanted to stick to his fantasy. The blonde must also have picked up on her friend’s scent because she started to object as Gary pushed on her back to get her in position between Red Hot’s legs. Time was ticking and he needed this to happen sooner than later. Both girls would have to settle for him just pushing all his meat into them quickly. There was no time to worry about their pleasure. Luckily, the lube will help with all that.

“I-I’ve never done this before…,” the blonde stammered as her face was nearly touching the red head’s glistening cunt. Red Hot’s curly, frizzy pubic hair brushed against the blonde’s nose. “I’m not gay-“

With that, Gary forcefully pushed on the back of the blonde’s head so that she was now face deep in the red head’s snatch. Her objections were now muffled by her friend’s sloppy vagina.

“Start licking, now” Gary hissed at blondie as he lubed up his penis and positioned his tip near the blonde’s pussy entrance. He held her head in place until he saw the back of head make the motion that she was licking her friend’s center in a vertical, yet hesitant motion.

Between the blonde’s muffled cries from her being forced to take in more and more of her friend’s luscious, overflowing honeypot and the red head hyperventilating and crying at the same time, Gary was so fucking turned on. He knew these girls probably never did anything sexual with another female before. Gary smirked as he geared up to enter the blonde’s cunt with his throbbing pecker. He sternly held the blonde’s head in place, practically suffocating the blonde with the red head’s pussy.

As Gary expected, eventually the girls’ intial sexual apprehension had now turned to pleasure. Gary was delighted to see the red head had now stopped covering her face and was moaning between her now subsiding anxious pants. Gary could not help but marvel at how beautiful this girl truly was. The slight glow from the overhead light hit her porcelain, freckled covered body perfectly. She had the most adorable, come fuck me face. Her eyes were closed tight as she now grabbed one of her breast in each hand and began to squeeze them in unison…ever….so….slightly. Gary just knew she was squeezing those delectable, perky nipples of hers just for him as she squeezed her breast harder with each lick from her friend.

The blonde was really going to town on her friend’s cunt.

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. The blonde wasn’t holding anything back. First, she used the tip of her rather long tongue to gently poke at the red head’s asshole. Each time she did this, the red head’s eyes shot open in surprise. He knew it always felt weird to feel something touch that hole for the first time.

After touching the red head’s back door with her tongue, she would make her way up to the rest of her pussy, occasionally dipping her tongue inside of her friend. The moans and pants that were coming out of Red Hot’s dirty mouth was almost enough to make Gary cum in that instant, but he could not let this pussy and his hard on go to waste. He reached down and touch the blonde’s pussy as she continued to eat out her friend. It was definitely wet enough for Gary to enter her without lube but he decided to moisten her up anyway just in case she was a virgin too but didn’t say anything earlier. Even Gary wasn’t a big enough of a dick to where he wanted to push himself in an unlubricated, untouched snatch.

He put a couple globs of lube on his index and middle finger and pushed them inside of the blonde’s pussy, without any warning.

“AAAHHH!” she loudly yenimahalle escort exclaimed as she tried to jerk her body upwards and wiggle away from the invasion of Gary’s fingers.

“Just relax,” he mumbled, pushing the blonde back into position. She wasn’t a virgin. Gary could tell she had at least a couple of cocks inside of her at some point previously. She probably let some small dicked, high school boys fuck her before because while she wasn’t a virgin, she was still pretty tight down there.

Grabbing her hips to steady himself, Gary pushed all eight inches of his throbbing, wanting cock right up in the blonde’s tight pussy until his balls rested against her backside. He stood in place for a moment as he pushed her head back down into the red head’s drenched cunt.

“Don’t stop eating her box, you hear me?” Gary said to the blonde through clenched teeth. “I want her to squirt her load down your throat. This is Santa’s Christmas gift to both of you. Tonight, you both will get the gift of knowing what it is like to taste each other. You’ve probably never thought you would love eating pussy but after tonight it’s all you’ll ever want. You’ll long to dive into your friend’s juicy, delectable pussy whenever you get a chance. Now, suck in all of her nectar. Swallow all of her juice.”

On command, the blonde continued her assault on the red head who never stopped moaning from the pleasure she was receiving from her friend’s tongue.

Gary began moving, roughly pushing his cock into the blonde’s pussy. She reciprocated his movement by pushing her pussy back on his dick as he pushed forward.

The room was filled with the sounds of Santa, his wife, and her stepsister moaning and groaning as they enjoyed the pleasure being inflicted on them on this Christmas Eve night. The sounds of Santa’s skin slapping the backside of the Mrs. Claus ass as he fucked her from behind was intermingled with the sound of her stepsister shaking the table underneath her body while she began convulsing from the orgasm that was flowing through her body. Judging by the puddle that was now near her soaking wet box, Gary (or Santa as he was calling himself tonight) could tell the red head had squirted and at least some of it got in her friend’s mouth because he could hear the blonde ask her friend in a whispering voice if the red head had just peed in her mouth.

“Silly girl,” Gary thought to himself as he continued to pump his dick in and out the blonde. The dumb blonde didn’t realize that wasn’t pee in her mouth but her friend’s cum.

He was almost there.

“Get back down there,” he barked at Mrs. Claus once again as he pushed her head back down into the red head’s lady parts. He understood that both girls were exhausted. He just knew they never experienced anything like this before. But he did not want them taking a break until he busted his nut deep inside the blonde’s pussy tunnel.

The blonde did like she was told. Just like before, she took care in coating her tongue with her stepsister’s love juices as she licked the red head’s center like her life depended on it. Blondie was going to be on Santa’s nice list, that’s for sure. As for the red head, it had yet to be determined which list she would end up on. It really depended on if her asshole was pleasing enough to Gary’s aka Santa’s dick as Mrs. Claus’ stepsister.

“Ho…Ho…,” Gary stammered. He was so close to releasing every drop of spunk he had in his balls right into Mrs. Claus/Blondie’s vag. He grunted as he continued to pump and pump.

“Ho!” he exclaimed as he felt his load come rushing out of his tip and right into the blonde’s awaiting pussy. Her inner walls tightened so hard around his cock that he thought she may break it off. It was as if she was trying to make sure she did not let any of his baby making juice go to waste.

Typically, Gary would have took some time to savor the moment. But he knew he had limited time and he really wanted to experience the red head’s ass. He was already starting to get hard again at the thought of him lathering up his cock and gently poking at her backdoor until the slightly wrinkled skin back there gave in just enough for him to push the rest of himself inside. He would have to make sure he lubed up a whole lot. He really had to get his dick in this bitch’s asshole quickly, but he did not want to tear her a new one either.

“Hurry up and switch positions, ladies,” Gary instructed, as he adjusted his Santa beard.

The sweat from his face caused the hair from the gray, curly wig to stick to his skin almost as if it were a second skin. As he got his costume back into place, he took a couple deep breaths so he could inhale the aroma of sex that had filled the room. All three people clearly looked as if they had just done some crazy fucking. Their flesh was drained of color and all them were breathing irregularly as they all followed Gary’s instructions. Gary knew this Christmas Eve was about to get crazier as he was finally going to get the Christmas gift he really wanted. For a few years now, Gary longed to know what his dick would feel like in someone’s asshole. He rarely, however, could muster up enough courage to ask whatever woman he was dating at the time if he could have a go at her butthole for some good, old fashion ass fucking. The few times he was brave enough to ask he was quickly shunned by his female companions and he never heard from them again. It was almost as if this type of situation was the only way he was ever going to experience anal.

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I met Noel at an art exhibit, he and I had the same tastes in a local artist who was having a showing of his work at the city’s art museum. He and I fixated on one of the his paintings that had caught both our eye. The man a great eye for color, his brush strokes perfectly mastered, the detail in all that he painted was amazing.

I stood there I was hypnotized by this painting, Noel came up, standing beside me he too saw the same thing I saw in this painting, it truly was eye catching. Noel and I sneaked looks at each other, he and I standing there our eyes on each other. Noel gave me a smile, the man’s smile was contagious, he was a very handsome man for sure.

Noel was an older man he was fifty nine years old he looked to be about forty five, his greying hair cut short, actually quite stylish. His face with grey side burns, with a slim mustache above his upper lip, with a goatee. His teeth perfect in every way, his eyes a blueish green, even his nose fit his face perfectly.

He was tall and slim, his designer clothing was so perfectly fit to his body the man had excellent fashion sense, he and I stood there our eyes on this one painting. I knew if I had the money I would have bought it outright, but being in university I could not justify a purchase of a painting when I had so many other necessities I needed to buy.

I was twenty one, I was in my third and final year of studies till graduation, it felt like an eternity till I would be able to get my career off and started. I was six foot tall, slim, felt I was dressed to kill. With my long brown shaggy hair and a wisp of a moustache I had the world by the tail at the time, or so I thought.

Noel and I stood side by side, he and I still focused on the painting in front of us both. Had I really looked around I would have found that I was the only man of my age in the entire building, all the other men in the building were of Noel’ s age and older. He and I traded looks more than once, I was never one to be shy or nervous to start conversation with anyone.

“Hello my name is Tom, I see you and I have the same tastes in art it seems.”

“Yes it seems we do, I’m Noel very nice to meet you Tom.”

Noel and I shook hands, this man’s hand held my own in his, I was captivated by his look, he really was a very handsome man. I myself always attracted to an older gent, I never dated men my own age I always found I had nothing in common with them. I was not one to do hookups, not one that was into casual sex. I liked to be asked out on a date, the man should pick polatlı escort me up at my door, treat me like a lady so to speak.

Noel and I started a conversation, he told me what he liked about what the artist showed in his paintings, we traded criticisms, but it was hard to fault the man he was a very good artist who paid such close attention to every detail.

Noel and I got a drink and walked the exhibit, we discussed what we liked in each and every painting he had on display. He and I talked music, we had similar tastes in music as well I was not into todays music, Noel it seems had the same taste when it came to music as well. Noel planned to attend the ballet this coming weekend, it was one I wanted to see but I was not able to easily afford.

Noel was also into opera, I always wanted to attend but that too was not something I could easily afford. Noel and I talked the night away, from Broadway plays to the symphony, he and I seemed to have similar interests in all we talked about. The gallery was about to close we had gotten lost in conversation, time had slipped away from us. Noel suggested we go for a drink as we were about to get our coats. I was all for us continuing our conversation, he and I exited the gallery, Noel had his car waiting his driver ready to take us wherever we needed to go.

Noel took me to this lavish Hotel downtown, I felt very underdressed for this place. He and I enjoyed a cocktail, slowly sipping our drinks it was nice to sit and talk with him. The man told stories of his life, how he had gotten started in his career, how his career had taken control of his life.

Noel had no social life, his life consisted of work and more work, he was very well off but he was very much alone and lonely. He never married, he rarely dated, if he did date they soon lost interest as Noel was never around, his career took priority in every part of his life. Now that he was fifty nine he was alone, well off, he owned his own company, but he had no one to enjoy his life with at this point.

I told him I was always one to be goal orientated, school my priority, then it would be work, I had no time for dating, not that anyone ever asked me on an actual date. I was never one to be interested in dating anyone my own age, I preferred older gentlemen, who treated a man the way a date should be treated. Noel grinned at me as I said the last of that.

“So Tom would you go on a date with me? Or am I much too old for a young man like yourself?”

“Noel you are not too pursaklar escort old, you are a wonderful man, I would love to go out on a date with you Sir.”

“Tom would you join me this Friday night at the ballet we talked about earlier, I have seats and I always book two in hopes of a date?”

“Oh my yes I would love to attend the ballet with you.”

“Then it will have to be dinner then the ballet, then drinks afterwards.”

“Sounds wonderful Noel, I really cannot wait, thank you so much.”

We traded information so he could contact me and know where to pick me up on Friday night, he and I could text each other as the week went along. Noel and I sat and enjoyed our drinks, he and I so comfortable with each other like we knew each other for years.

Noel and I talked for hours, the hostess came up to let us know it was last call, I had not realized it was so late I had to get home I had classes the next day. Noel offered to drive me home this way the driver would know where to pick me up. Noel dropped me off at the dorm where I stayed, he even walked me to my door, he and I kissed, we held the kiss for a few minutes.

I have to say it was incredible to kiss this man, he and I connected not only personally but physically as well, I could feel his and my own getting harder. Noel reluctantly went to his car he and I gave each other one last wave goodbye as his car drove off. I texted Noel the next day at lunch time, telling him how much I enjoyed our conversation, and how happy I was to meet him.

He quickly replied saying he really enjoyed our conversation as well and looked forward to Friday night, I agreed as well. I knew I would have to purchase or rent a tux for this date it was not going to the movies kind of date, I was sure Noel would bring me to a very upper class restaurant, then the ballet would be black tie as well, I am sure he would have balcony seats.

I found a men’s store that had just what I needed, I could easily rent the suit I needed, I had the shirt the shoes all of it. Noel showed up at my dorm, he and I a dinner reservation, then we would be whisked off to the ballet.

The food was incredible, the wine divine, Noel a total gentleman, he and I enjoyed conversation, it seems he and I had no problem talking about anything. The ballet was everything I knew it would be, I could not keep my eyes off the dancers, we had some of the best seats in the entire place.

Noel and I enjoyed a glass of wine during intermission, the entire evening was sincan escort magical, I got to meet some of Noel’s friends, they were all surprised to see Noel with a date. None of them surprised it was with a man, or that I was also so much younger than Noel was. We had some really good conversation with his friends, we all looked forward to the rest of the ballet.

The entire ballet was incredible, as we stood to give them a standing ovation, I leaned in and kissed Noel in front of everyone. He of course turned every shade of red, he was not used to someone so forward, or someone who showed affection like I did. We said our goodbyes to his friends, they all hoped to see me at the next ballet or possibly the upcoming opera.

Once we were in the car Noel and I decided not to end our evening just yet we would go for a drink at the same Hotel we had gone to the first night he and I met. We sat enjoyed our drinks talked of the ballet, Noel brought up the fact that I had kissed him at the end of the ballet.

“Noel I am one to show affection, I love to kiss, I would kiss you right now if you and I were seated closer to each other.”

Noel of course turned every shade of red, he was not used to someone being so straight forward, so affectionate.

“Tom you embarrass me, I am not used to someone kissing me in public, I have never been with a man who openly showed affection to me like you did at the ballet.”

“Should I be nervous or embarrassed to kiss you, to show you affection, to touch you, to hold your hand in public because someone may find it offensive?”

Noel did not respond, I could see he was processing the whole idea of two men kissing in public, holding hands, showing affection to each other.

“Tom I was raised in a very homophobic environment where affection was not to be shown, only behind closed doors. Affection between two men never shown in public, you did all of that hidden away.”

“That was then this is now Noel, it’s okay to show the man you are with or like how you feel, I am one to touch, hold and kiss the man I am with, I especially love to kiss.”

Noel and I talked of the ballet, the man knew his stuff, he saw the flaws in the performance I did not see, the man’s eye for detail was amazing. We talked for hours, had a few drinks, Noel asked if there would be another date.

“That Sir depends on you, if you ask I can tell you I would say yes for sure.”

“Tom there is a show at the museum I wanted to take in but I did not want to attend on my own, would you be my date to the museum?”

“I would love to be your date to the museum Noel, when is it and how does one dress to go to a museum exhibit?”

“Well Tom it is not dressed like we are tonight but one had to always look their best, I will take you out to dinner before we attend the show at the museum.”

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This story is purely fictional and any names or places that might be familiar to anyone is only coincidental.

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My name is Dave and I once was married to the most wonderful woman I had ever known. Her name is Anna and we were a very happy couple fifteen years ago but over the years our relationship changed drastically and we are no longer together. I will tell you the story of what went wrong.

Anna and I were married in a beautiful church wedding out in the country near where we met. I was 25 years of age and Anna was 23 when we met. We dated for almost two years before we tied the knot. Anna said she didn’t want to have sex before the wedding and I obeyed her wishes.

For our honeymoon we traveled by car to the White Mountains of New Hampshire where we stayed in a lovely country cottage on a lake. We had a great time together but when I wanted to have sex for the first time with my gorgeous, leggy wife she wasn’t into it. She said she just wasn’t in the mood so I figured it was because of all the excitement of the wedding and the reception. I loved my wife and was being patient with her but before long I was going to need sex with her and since we were now married she had to agree.

The next day we visited the sites in the area and had fun again. I loved being her husband and she seemed to enjoy being my wife, but that night when I tried to have sex with her she told me she had her period and we wouldn’t be having sex for the rest of our time in New Hampshire. It was not what I wanted to hear and I wasn’t even sure she was truthful but I had to comply.

Anna had very lovely legs, which I absolutely adore on a woman, and I wanted to do some neat things with her pretty stems. At first she was happy with me rubbing and kissing them but after about 6 months her mood changed. We had sex several times during that period and I thought it was great, but after a few months Anna cooled to the idea. We talked and talked about it and I explained that a man needs sex often especially when his wife is so sexy looking like she was.

She said she understood but she has to want it, too. She said that she never was a woman who needed sex a lot and perhaps it will just take time. Usually in the evening after dinner we would watch TV and she would stretch out on the sofa and allow me to enjoy her legs. It was wonderful to be able to kiss and caress and feel the smoothness of them but I wanted to do more. Anna also dressed very modestly and her idea of a short dress was a dress with a hemline just below her knees. When I questioned her on that she said it was fine for me to see and touch her legs but she saw no reason why other men could see them. I also suggested that while we were at home perhaps she could wear shorter dresses or shorts that didn’t come down to just above her knees, but she didn’t agree with that either. Even her nightwear was not sexy to me as she kept wearing long pajamas.

I was losing my patience with her conservative dress style but I didn’t make a big to do about it because I loved her very much. Other than a lack of a lot of sex we were a great couple and got along very well.

Not much changed in our marriage as we kept plodding along in our daily kolej escort routines. I worked as a maintenance man at a local company and Anna worked at a large department store nearby. We went on trips and cruises and really enjoyed our times with each other. Or so I thought!

We both took vacation time and traveled by bus to the upper Midwest, going to cities like Chicago, Milwaukee, Cincinnati, and others. It was in Cincinnati that I first suspected that something was amiss. We had tickets to a Reds baseball game but at the last minute Anna said she was very tired and wanted to stay home. She didn’t object if I wanted to go alone because, as she said, she knew I loved baseball. I was reluctant to go but she insisted so she could get some rest and be rested for the evening and our dinner date.

I told her I would be back in about 3 hours and she said fine, it should make for a good nap. I walked to the ballpark and found my seat and sat down to enjoy a ballgame. But after the fifth inning I had second thoughts and felt I should be back in the room with my lovely wife, so I left. I wanted to surprise her by coming back early, but the surprise was on me. I bought a pizza and some beer on the way back to the hotel, figuring that maybe we could just stay in our room instead of going on the dinner date.

I was very quiet unlocking the door and going into the room because if Anna was asleep I didn’t want to awaken her. I thought I would just undress and slowly and quietly slide into bed with her, and if she wasn’t asleep I could at least enjoy those gorgeous and sexy legs.

I was very surprised when I looked into the bedroom. She was awake and was only wearing a pair of black silk panties, but what I noticed more than anything else was that there was another man lying next to her.

I didn’t know the man but he was a white guy about 30 years of age and he was totally undressed. My wife was really enjoying herself and her hands were all over him, unlike anything we ever did. I secretly watched for a long time as they enjoyed sex together, especially when he was licking her tasty pussy, which is also something we never did. In a short time she moaned in ecstasy as she came time and again from his expert tongue work. What a site that was and I found myself getting hard watching it. I secretly took some pictures to show her later in case it ever came down to where I had to prove what I would accuse her of doing.

I left the hotel room and went to the lobby to wait until I saw the man leave. Once I saw him go through the lobby I waited a few moments and returned to our room. Anna was sitting on the sofa watching TV wearing long pants and a drab looking top. I asked her how was the time alone and she said it was fine and she got some rest. I thought to myself, yes, I’m sure you did. I also asked if she would like to join me in the bedroom for some husband-wife fun and she told me she really wasn’t in the mood. Now I could understand why she often put me off.

I told her that perhaps we could have oral sex with me licking her sweet pussy, but she acted disgustingly and said she couldn’t do anything like that. I knew I had pictures that proved otherwise. My time maltepe escort would come, I thought, and I could hardly wait.

When we got home from the trip we just relaxed for awhile and sat on the sofa in front of the TV together. I asked her if she wanted to go to the bedroom and get naked in bed and she said to me, “Dave, why do you ask me that so much? Is that all you ever think about?”

I replied, “I think of it a lot because I consider you very sexy and I would like to enjoy your body. I love your legs and I love kissing you and I would also love to have sex with you at times.”

“Sometimes you get so aggressive and I don’t like that,” she stated.

“Would it be better for you if it was with someone else?”

She angrily replied, “I can’t believe you would even suggest that! What do you take me for, some hussy?”

I said, “I know it wouldn’t be the first time you slept with someone else.”

“I should just get up and leave! You have no right to say that! Besides, other than you who would I be interested in?”

At that time I pulled out my cell phone and opened up to my picture file. “How about with this guy?” I said and showed her the picture.

“Where did you get that? You stinkin’ creep! Just for that I’m leaving,” she said. She quickly packed her belongings and left, headed I was sure for her mother’s house. “You’re going to hear from my lawyer about this!” she exclaimed.

“From your lawyer? You’re the one who was playing around!” I said back to her as she headed for the door. “You hardly ever wanted to get in bed with me and the first time you get a chance you sack up with someone else.”

“Who said it was the first time? And besides did you ever think that maybe you just couldn’t do it for me?”

Wow, that hurt. I thought all along that we were in love and now this? I knew I was going to miss those pretty legs.

A few weeks went by when I received a certified letter from an attorney. It explained that Anna had indeed filed for divorce and she wanted a lot. Her lawyer, a well known female divorce attorney, was famous for getting her way in court and here my wife hired her. Anna is the one who was unfaithful and I was going to prove it in court.

The document I received explained what all Anna wanted from me and when I first read it I was appalled. She wanted to keep her car, the Class C RV, the house, three fourths of the savings account we had, meaning she would get $800,000 and I would get a mere $200,000. To top it off she demanded that I sell my pickup truck and she would get three fourths of what that brought. I was also to retain health insurance for her for three years and give her a monthly alimony of $3000! This woman, who used to be my lovely wife, was asking for the moon and she would find out that I was no pushover.

I hired a lawyer myself, one who was allegedly a very good divorce lawyer, and we had several meetings to discuss our strategy at $450 per hour. He explained to me that I might also be liable for Anna’s lawyer, and who knows how much that woman charged. But I was anxious to get to court because I had a photo that showed my wife in bed with another man. My attorney said mamak escort that with the evidence I had we had a very good case.

In a few weeks I had to take off work for the trial. The judge for the case was a young man named Carl Miller, and when I saw Anna enter the room wearing a short but modest dress that showed off her gorgeous legs I thought that I could in trouble. But when she sat down in her seat and her dress hiked up to show those sexy, smooth, and toned thighs I KNEW I was in trouble. Her female lawyer looked over the situation and smirked, because she also knew that she and Anna now had the upper hand.

Judge Miller called Anna to the stand. When he asked her side of the story Anna, along with her attorney, told blatant lies about how I was the one who destroyed the marriage by being with other women and even at times with other men, and whenever I tried to deny those claims I was told to stay seated and don’t speak out of turn. He kept asking her questions and she kept claiming that it was all my fault. When her lawyer told the judge that they had pictures showing me in bed with another woman, and pictures that showed me sucking a man’s dick, I jumped up and denied it all.

Judge Miller then said to me, “If you interrupt one more time I will hold you in contempt and the case will go to Anna. Do you understand?”

Timidly I had to say to him, “Yes, your honor.” At that time I looked over at my wife and she crossed her legs, teasingly, and with a big smile on her face that indicated that the case was going her way. After a few more questions Anna was told to step down and take her seat, where she promptly gave the judge a straight view of her bare legs and, I’m sure, her cute panties.

Judge Miller continued to read the papers given to him by Anna’s lawyer. Without even allowing me to get on the stand he pronounced judgement for Anna and he read off everything that she was to get according to the papers I was given. I let out a shout because I didn’t get to the witness stand, and he ordered I be cuffed and taken away for contempt of court. I looked at my attorney for help, but he didn’t say a word and I was taken to a holding cell where I would spend 24 hours. It was when I glanced at the judge that I realized to my dismay that he was the same guy who screwed my wife in the hotel room when I first found out Anna was cheating on me.

I was devastated. I felt betrayed. I was brought to my knees by a 3-armed bandit led by my ex-wife. And I was humiliated. While I was in my cell Anna had the nerve to come see me. She was still wearing that short dress that showed off her wonderful legs. Along with her was her lawyer, who also was a knockout, and together they gloated. I asked her why she did that to me and why she lied. She responded by saying to me, “Don’t mess with a woman, especially one with dynamite legs. Isn’t that right, Carly?” And with that said Anna turned around and she and her lawyer Carly kissed very passionately right in front of me. Carly couldn’t keep her hands off my ex-wife’s sexy legs and bent over and kissed Anna’s luscious thighs.

Carly looked back at me as the two of them were leaving and said, “You’ll be getting my bill in the next few days and for you I will give a special rate of $900 an hour. Is that okay, loser?”

As the two of them walked out the door hand in hand Anna asked Carly, “Where to? Your place or mine?”

Carly replied, happily, “It doesn’t matter just so I can get that sexy dress off you soon.”

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My boyfriend “Dave” and I have been together for 7 years. We are an attractive black couple, both in decent shape. We have never had a problem satisfying each other sexually, which is one reason for our long courtship. But we both shared the same freaky ideas about sex, and were willing to try almost anything for a turn-on. As you can imagine after 7 years, something needs to be done to keep the spice alive!

It all began years ago when Dave “discovered” that I was into women. I found them sexy, attractive, and I longed to be with one. He knew that I had already been with a woman in my late teens, but since then nothing. We had discussed the possibility of us having a threesome in great detail many times, so on this special occasion, we were both ready for it.

The young lady was someone we met at a club. Dave and I were at a nice quiet table enjoying our drinks, getting our buzz on, and here comes this beautiful black princess. Long legs, nice full lips, and dressed very provocatively. I saw her nipples poking through her nearly sheer shirt as she approached our table. The girlfriend in me almost became immediately defensive. I thought, “Why is this bitch coming up to my man”? But the WOMAN in me couldn’t help but notice how fine she was!! Caramel complexion with bouncy dark curls framing her pretty face, I was melting. She arrived at our table, and politely greeted me, not my man, and asked “Hey sis, is it alright if I take this chair from your table? There are no more at the bar”. I looked at Dave and saw him damn near salivating at the mouth. I got the balls from somewhere, and asked her if she was alone.

“Yes”, she replied. I answered, “Well if you like, you can join us. We’re just having a great time talking”. “Oh no, I wouldn’t want to impose, you guys look so cozy”, she gushed. “Oh don’t worry about it hun. Have a seat. We’d love the company”. After a few hours and many drinks later, we all ended up talking and laughing like we were old friends. Sharla was very warm, intelligent and funny, and we were having a ball. As in most adult conversations, the topic of sex came up, and we let it slip that we had been searching for the right female to join us in the bedroom for our first threesome. Sharla got very quiet. “I hope we didn’t offend you”, I said with a little concern in my voice. “Oh no, you haven’t. I was just thinking how fun that would be.” Dave and I looked at each other with slight grins on our faces. Anyway we had a great time that night. We got her phone number from her, and went home and fucked each other to death.

One night, about 2 weeks later, We decided that it was time to give Sharla a call. I called her, and arranged for her to come over to our home for dinner and drinks, and of course some hot action afterwards. So far, the night was going so well. Dave was being the perfect gentleman, I was in a hot mood, and Sharla was really ready, we could tell. Finally dinner was over. I never cleared a table so fast in my life.

I returned to the living room, and found Sharla squeezed to one side of our sofa, looking a bit uncomfortable. Dave was at the stereo sifting through CD’s, looking for the perfect music to go with this perfect encounter we were about to have. I don’t know where I was getting all this nerve from, I guess I wanted this so badly. “Dave, you are being rude! Stop screwing around with those CD’s and come over here and sit down”. He smiled at me, and swaggered over to the sofa. I sat down next to Sharla, and he sat next to me. It seemed everyone was a bit tense, even after a few drinks, so I decided to get the party started and help Sharla become a little more comfortable. I asked her if she was alright, and if she was sure she wanted to be here. She said yes, just that she was a bit nervous, it being her first time doing something like this.

“I understand haymana escort honey, but we will make sure you have a nice time, ok?” She nodded and I reached over to caress her soft hair, all the while watching her sweet lips. I leaned in closer to her and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek, then moved to her lips. At first touch I could feel her body relax and get into the feeling of another woman’s soft lips on hers. She was making soft sighing sounds as my tongue gently parted her lips. Soon we were in a passionate kiss, our tongues playing hide and seek with each other. I could feel Dave’s breath on my neck as he strained to watch this erotic sight, so I included him by reaching over and grabbing his dick through his slacks. He was hard as hell!! It was straining to be let free, but I decided that he could wait. I wanted this to last as long as possible. Sharla and I were still kissing, and she began to writhe around on our sofa, indicating to me that she was getting hot and ready for some real action. I motioned for Dave to sit on the other side, so that Sharla was in the middle.

I took Dave’s hand and put it between her legs, helping his fingers find her wet clit. I moved her panties to the side, and she twitched almost as soon as I touched her. She whispered to me that my hands felt so good. She had never had a woman touch her before. “MMmmm, baby, don’t worry, you will love it”, I told her. As I moved her panties to the side, we both could feel the sticky wetness of her pussy. It was throbbing. Dave was staring at me intently as he fingered her soaking pussy. I moved my hand to her clit and began lightly rubbing it back and forth. “Oh, mmmmm, damn. Oh baby that’s good”. I guess she was referring to both of us, as we were both working on the same area. Dave leaned across her to kiss me, and we were now tonguing each other right in front of her face, while we fingered her hot cunt into a lather. She was jerking and writhing all over. Her noises were so sweet, it was making me wet just hearing her voice. “Mmmm baby”, she said. Her hand suddenly went to Dave’s head, and pushed his mouth deeper into mine. “Yea, kiss her, suck her lips. Let me see you two in action”.

Dave’s dick was rock hard, I could see him stroking it with his other hand. I broke my kiss with him and told him “Leave that alone baby. We are gonna take care of that for you. Just calm yourself okay?” He stopped. I then put his hand on her breast, and encouraged him to squeeze it. I LOVE women’s breasts. Hers were slightly bigger than my own, she was a 34C, very full and firm. I watched him as he kneaded her brown breast, and stroked her big dark nipple with his thumb. Sharla was moaning and sighing the whole time, mumbling just loud enough for me to hear her say “Yes daddy; squeeze it. Uh-huh, work that nipple, yeah. Mmmmm. ” Her trashy talk was turning me on, so I freed her left breast from it’s blouse and bra, and immediately began sucking her rock hard nipple. “Oh yea girl, suck it. Suck it” Dave said to me. He moved his hand to the breast I was sucking on and squeezed it into my mouth more. He cupped it and held it to my lips as I made wet slurping sounds all over it, playing with her nipple, twirling my tongue all around it. “mmmm, sluurrp, sluurrp, your nipples taste so good, baby, mmmmm” I murmured as I kept on licking and sucking her meaty breast. I then pushed Dave’s head down to her right breast, and told him I wanted to see him suck it. I held it for him as he brought his lips closer to it. Her chest was heaving with anticipation. Dave is the best nipple sucker and breast licker there is, so I knew she was in for a treat.

As soon as his hot tongue touched her nipple, she exhaled, “Ooohhhh, oh God” Yea, baby, mmmm. Suck it, baby suck it. I watched her hand go to his head again, as she crammed her keçiören escort tit into his mouth. He licked all around her entire breast, which drove her crazy, and just about made her cum right then. While he was doing this, I put my hand back on her sopping wet pussy and began to work her clit all around. “Oh, oh, oh, my God!” she cried, “Oh man, mmmm, this is so hot!” Dave was now smashing both of her tits into his mouth, his head moving furiously back and forth so as not to leave either of her nipples out of the action.

“Stop baby, I said to Dave. “She’s about to come. Not yet, ok? Come here”. I motioned for him to come and stand beside me and pull his pants down. I knew what was inside but Sharla didn’t. When she saw Dave’s big black cock spring free, I could almost see her mouth begin to water. I smiled with pride as she eyed his thick cock, it WAS a sight to behold. “You like that big black dick, huh Sweetie?”, I said to her. She just kept staring at it, licking her lips as I stroked it for him. The head was huge and purplish at this point. “Wait till you taste it, if you think it looks good”, I said to her. I got up from the couch, and motioned her to move over to the arm of the sofa. Dave was on the other side of the same arm, his dick stretched over to meet her lips. I held her soft hair as I guided her mouth to his monstrous love tool.

I watched her as she stretched her mouth open to get around his thick shaft. I stood next to Dave, and watched his face as she put her mouth on his dick. He looked me dead in my eyes and smiled. “Good baby, huh?” I asked him. I knew it was not as good as me, but he was enjoying it just the same. He kept gazing into my eyes, partly to make sure that I was okay with this, and partly because it turned him on so to watch. I stroked his shaft with my hand as Sharla’s lips slurped up and down on it, my hand meeting her soft lips every now and then, and sticking my finger in her mouth for her to suck. I pushed Dave’s hips slightly to meet her mouth with a slapping sound. She was getting more relaxed, I could tell by the way she was gobbling his dick up. “slurp, slurp, slurp, mmmm, slurp.” “Uh-huh baby, suck his dick good, He likes that”. I moaned to her. Dave and I began kissing again while Sharla continued to slob on his knob. I put one of my legs on the arm of the sofa, and began to play with my clit right in her face. She was caressing Dave’s balls with her right hand as her mouth continued to work on his dick. She saw my wet tasty pussy in her face, and put her left hand on it, playing with my clit, twirling it around between her thumb and forefinger.

“Aww shit, yes, mmmm”, I cried as her fingers worked their magic on my juicy pussy. This girl didn’t seem like a beginner, but I didn’t care at this point. Perhaps she was just freaky like me and my man. We had found the right one finally. She was good at walking and chewing gum too. She never let either one of us go without stimulation. Her lips kept sucking on his dick, and her fingers kept making me into a creampie. “Oh fuck, Dave cried, fuck!” I rubbed his back and kissed him as he was getting his dick sucked by this hot ass bitch. “I want you down there too Boo, he said to me. “ok, baby, yes, I said as I dropped to my knees. I damn near had to wrestle his dick away from her mouth so I could get a taste. She was loving that shit I could tell.

“C’mon baby share with her”, Dave said. I didn’t know who he was talking to, but Sharla and I knew what he wanted to see. He wanted both our mouths tonguing his dick at the same time. So while I sucked his dick, Sharla filled in the spots that were just coming out of my mouth. She let me suck him for a while, then seeing how much more he was into it with me than he was with her, she seemed to get the competitive spirit in her, and plucked kızılay escort his dick right out of my mouth with a PLOP! sound and stuffed it back into her own. I decided to let her have her fun. After seven years, NOBODY could blow my man better than me, but I sure didn’t mind watching her try!! So I began licking his balls, while her head went back and forth furiously on his shaft. Dave was so hard, neither of us had to hold his cock, so our hands were free for other things. I began fingering her wet tight pussy again, and she began tweaking my hard nipples. Dave’s hand helped her with my nipples, he knew they were my hot spot. He pulled and tugged on them, as I moaned and sucked his balls into my mouth. He took his dick out of our guest’s mouth and crammed it into mine, pulling my hair back so he could see my mouth on his shaft. This went on for another 10 minutes before he said, “I’m gonna fuck you two real good”, in a deep throaty voice filled with heat. “C’mere Sharla, on your knees” “Baby, you lay down in front of her”.

We did as he asked. “Now I wanna see you eat my baby’s pussy, while I fuck you from behind”, he told Sharla. She looked a little hesitant, but once he rammed his big dick into her, she immediatley keeled over face first into my pussy. Oh, her mouth was so warm and wet on my clit, I could barely stand it. “Oh God, I’m gonna cum baby”, I cried. “Yea, baby c’mon, squirt her face, that’s right!!” Sharla was making muffled screams and talking as Dave rammed his cock into her harder and faster. Her head was bouncing into my pussy. He was tearing her ass up but good. She was practically screaming, and she was eating the hell out of my pussy. “Ahhh, yeah, baby, suck that clit, yeah, suck it girl!!” He told her. Dave was really into this by now, I was surprised he had not exploded yet, but wearing condoms usually did make him last longer than usual.

“Oh, Fuck me baby, fuck this pussy. Yea, you make this pussy feel so good!!” Sharla screamed.

“Time to change girls, I can’t hold out much longer, and I want get rid of this condom and cum all over my baby”. So we changed positions, this time with me laying on the floor and Dave over me missionary style. He instructed Sharla to sit on my face. This time she showed no sign of hesitation, as she squatted her beautiful ass over my face, her back facing Dave. I began licking her cunt, the smell so sweet it was driving me crazy. I palmed her nice round ass, as I helped her grind her pussy deeper into my face. I put my tongue inside her hole and felt her orgasm almost immediately, “Oh, oh, ohhh, she cried, “YES!””” She was wiggling around furiously on my face. “Yea baby, work that nice ass, work it”. Dave ordered. He gave her ass a light smack and she came again in my mouth. “Yea, baby. bounce, bounce that clit in her mouth”. Dave said. I saw his hand reach around to her breasts and begin to fondle them, as he fucked me nice and slow, then faster and harder. He pulled and tugged on her nipples, then cupped both breasts with both his hands as he used her to support himself while fucking me.

The pressure had her pussy just about smothering my face, and I licked and sucked her cunt furiously. “Oh, God”, I called between gasps for air, “Yea, baby fuck me, fuck me good like you promised. Oh yea, I’m gonna cum again soon!!” I yelled. Pretty soon we were all working towards our finale, everyone one of us moaning, and breathing, cussing and talking dirty. AWWWWW, SHIT BOO, I’M CUUUMMMING!! AUGH!!! Dave pulled his cock from my throbbing pussy, and squirted his load all over Sharla’s fat ass, which in turned dropped into my mouth in globs. I gobbled as much as I could and rubbed the rest into her ass. We were all spent after that, and fell asleep. When Dave and I awoke, wrapped in each other’s arms, we found that Sharla was gone. But she left us a note, saying how great a time she had, and that if we ever wanted to see her again, we knew how to reach her. IF we ever want to see her again?? I think that goes without saying!! Me and Dave seem to be even closer than before after our little experience, and it was wonderful to share it with each other.

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Hi, my name is Ben Colton. I am 20 years old. Six foot 190 pounds. For now, I live with my mom out in the country where the next-door neighbor lives two and a half miles from the end of the dead-end drive-road I live on. There is a border side road a half-mile to the east side of the estate road I live on.

The estate road was originally the drive up to a large dairy farm that became the estate. The estate holds title to two-thousand acres. It is a mile wide and just short of three and a half miles deep so you could fit a city the size of Pittsburgh inside it.

The story is that a tornado wiped out the barn, house, and all the out buildings about sixty years ago and then they built this small egg farm down the drive from the old ruins with money they had saved.

When I say “they,” I am referring to my grandma and grandpa on my mother’s side. I never met them; they passed before I was born. My mom was an only child so she got the house and land.

She rents the fields along the side road to a few of the local farmers and that and a few productive gas wells cover all her taxes and stuff. The rest of the money along with all her tips from work, she donates to the local food bank.

Let me tell you a little about my mom. She is 45 years old a little over five and a half feet tall with an average county girl figure, not too big and not too small with everything in the right proportions.

She gathers eggs in the morning and serves them for breakfast and lunch down at a place called Jack’s at the four corners west of here. She only works to keep busy because she has everything she needs to live out the rest of her life.

Jack’s place is one of them all in one places were you can buy groceries, clothes, gas and just about anything else you would need out here in the country. At seven o clock the restaurant part shuts down for a bit and reopens just as soon as it morphs into the only bar in a fourteen mile radius from the center of the four corners. Dad used to call Jack’s place. “A country boy’s little slice of heaven” then he’d through in, “if they had a grease pit it would be heaven.”

About four years ago, mom and dad bought a winning lottery ticket there. I rarely see dad now that mom and he divorced three years ago. He, my older sister Kim, and Carl, my older brother live in the city now.

We are just plain country farmers who like to drink beer and chase women. I do not chase women, I probably will not ever settle down since my girl moved away in high school. We still write but she has gone off to, “A place of higher learning.”

I help my mom raise chickens for eggs and work our gardens where we raise enough food to help feed the less fortunate people and ourselves around here a good part of the year. Mom says I do not have to work for living here but before I can receive my inheritance, I want to know how to handle it and what it is worth.

Thanks to my mom’s donating to the local food bank, not too many people go hungry around these parts anymore. Mom likes to help people with her half of the lottery money she ended up with after the divorce.

Why last year when the Sorenson’s house burnt down she went and bought a used camper for them to live in until their new house construction completed so they stayed with their farms property.

Yeah, moms the best person I know and the people around here just love her. Dad on the other hand thinks she is just wasting her money giving it away as she does. He is a businessperson now so he knows what to do with money, or at least that is what he says if he ever comes around.

I just remember the man with a beer in his hand and a cigarette in his mouth wearing a dirty white tee shirt and cussing like a drunken sailor on shore leave.

Mom and I do not ever see dad much any more. As soon as it was ready, He, Kim and Carl moved into the new house. Dad has his new trophy wife, Lisa, and she must be a good mom because Kim and Carl do not ever call mom to just say hello and chat about things, as they did at first, after they moved.

Mom and dad’s divorce was somewhat unusual around Johnson’s corners, because it was the first one anyone can remember being on the local news. My advice is, if you ever win a big lottery prize; keep it a secret or thing get weird if you do not.

Most people around here meet in the first grade and grow old together, which is the way it usually works in these parts anyway. Except for me, my girl moved away in high school and I just never found another girl I wanted.

I spend my free time fixing things for people who do not like to call repair people from the city twenty-five miles away. It started with my mom telling a customer I could probably look at a lawnmower that was on the fritz. Because of my success with that, the word spread and so did my reputation as Mr. Fix-it so the business name was an easy choice.

By the time I was out of school, I was painting a sign on the side of an old van I bought with money I saved. Mom wanted to buy me a new one but I want to do eryaman escort this on my own. Anyway, calls started coming in so often I had to get my own phone line with a fancy answering machine.

Every Monday morning, an older woman named June calls me to come and fix something that has broken; nothing ever breaks. She just likes my friendly service and I am not talking about repairing things, if you get my drift.

June told me that she had heard that I could fix most things so she called me when her dryer stopped working right. Apparently, one of my customers had told her I was willing to trade my work for other things because I took a pecan pie for fixing a leaky faucet.

She had something else in mind for a trade and being a virgin I had no idea that “take it out in trade” was her code for sexual compensation for services. I just agreed and completed the work after driving to the city for parts.

After I had the machine working again, June gave me a beer and told me to wait at the kitchen table while she got her half of the trade ready; I sat wondering what, “something I have not used in a long while but I am sure you’ll enjoy,” could be.

When she walked into the kitchen naked, I froze in shock as I recorded what I saw.

June stands just over five foot tall with short curly brown hair, with no sign of grey. When she is dressed in her out dated styles, her hair makes her look much older than her fifty years. She has a little extra on her belly and rear-end and it actually looks good on her.

What I could not look away from for long were her tits. Sure, they sagged a bit at fifty but they have been around a while. I spent so much time staring at her tits that I did not even notice her shaved pussy.

She said later that she heard the young girls are doing it and thought I might like it better if that was what I was used too. She said she had been a celibate widow for ten lonely years and still talks about her ‘mid-life-crisis’ allot.

As I sat there in shock she seamed a bit confused until she asked, “Ben, are you a virgin by any chance? If I am scaring you, I can get dressed and write you a check. I just thought you might enjoy an experienced woman instead of a young girl for a change; guess I was wrong about that, I am sorry.

What I did get right is that you are a handsome young energetic man and I was hoping you could help me get past my dry-spell.”

I just sat there not saying a word as I reached for my beer to wet my dry throat. Once I could speak I said, “You are the first naked woman I have ever seen and I am very nervous.”

It seamed like forever before she touched my hand and said, “Would you like to get over being nervous, or would you rather I write a check after I get some clothes on?”

Figuring this was my only chance; I swallowed hard and said, “I don’t take checks.”

June smiled and said, “If you will come with me Ben, I will ease you past your shyness.” She held my hand; I stood up to walk with her and watched her ass sway until we ended in her bedroom. She had me stand next to the bed and helped me take off my shirt.

Next, she had me sit on the bed then she pushed against my chest until I was leaning back on my elbows, and helped by taking off my shoes and socks. As she did, she spent most of her time looking at me over the bulge in my pants with a sultry look.

As her hand traveled up my pant leg, I could feel the knots in my belly get tighter.

When her hand reached my cock, I could feel myself trembling. As she un-hooked the button at the top, she said, “just put all of your fears in your pockets Ben, and you can throw them out later after you put these back on; unless you would rather stop and leave?”

Again, I swallowed hard and said, “I want this to happen, I am just scared as hell right now.”

“Everything is going to be fine Ben, just you wait and see,” she said as my zipper went down. Then she said, “Maybe you had better stand and take these off yourself,” as she tugged on a pocket edge.

As I stood up, June sat down on the bed; my pants had fallen on their own so all I had left after I stepped out of them where my boxers. As I reached for the band around the top, this woman twice my age looked like a child at Christmas, I tried to hide myself while I bent over and I lowered my shorts.

As I stood in front of her I watched her eyes brighten with her smile as she said, “It is so beautiful Ben. It looks bigger than my late husbands did. Can I touch it?”

My cock was harder than I can remember at any time before that moment. June said, “Thank you sir,” as I nodded a yes, and I felt a woman’s touch on my cock for the first time.

June slowly rubbed her hand over me as she said, “why don’t you come lay on the bed with me before you fall and hurt yourself and I will make you feel really good.”

Slowly I moved to the far side of the bed and lay down next to June. She asked me to roll to face her and she did the same to face me. Slowly she placed esat escort my right hand on her left tit. It was warm and felt heavy when I lifted it in my palm.

Soon she pulled my mouth to it and I sucked on her big, hard nipple as I held the tit in both hands. As I did June said, “That’s it Ben, suck my titties for me. Yes, suck hard Ben, OH, that feels so good.”

As I experience my first tit, I feel her layback on the bed so I followed the tit. She pushed her other tit at my face and I started going back and forth between them. I felt her pull at my left arm and when I stopped resisting, it slid down across her belly.

I felt her grab my wrist and lift it over to her pussy. It felt so hot when my hand made contact and June sucked in a sharp breath of air at the same time. She said, “Let your fingers explore my love machine Ben. I will guide you.”

I slid my fingertips around her smooth, hot skin and my middle finger caught the gap and June said, “Right there Ben, now run your finger along the groove until you feel it bump something hard.”

I kept feeling for it but I did not feel it right away. I gave my finger more pressure and it slipped inside and found it hot, moist, and slippery.

I felt a hard lump and June said, “Yes, right there. Now rub that a little for me.” I gave the nub some light rubs and June pushed my hand down with hers and said, “Harder Ben, harder.”

I pushed harder and June moved her hand back and started pulling at her free nipple. The whole time she moaned as her breathing turned to short rapid gasps.

I started using two fingers so I could keep in contact with what she later called her clitoris or just her clit. When I did she started squirming around on the bed and moaning “Yes” repeatedly.

All of a sudden, I thought she was going to crush my fucking hand when her legs snapped shut and she squeezed hard. I did not even know girls had orgasms so I started apologizing for hurting her as I tried to pull my hand away and stop hurting her with it.

After she relaxed, June said, “I think I scared you and I am sorry.”

“I’m the one who needs to apologize for hurting you like I did,” I said with fear of her anger.

June laughed and said, “You did not hurt me Ben, you made me feel super good doing what you did for me.”

I was shocked that I could be so wrong and asked, “What happened to make you crush my hand like that?”

“Didn’t your dad tell you what to expect when you were with a woman,” June asked.

I shook my head no and said, “All my dad ever said was, ‘your never going to wear it out pissing through it, so find yourself a girl to help you figure out what else you can do with that thing between your legs boy’.”

“Okay,” June says in a drawn out way as she looked like she was thinking about something. Then she continues, “So you’re not only a virgin but you have never been taught about sex by your dad. Have you ever masturbated your self and had an orgasm Ben?”

“I was taught that masturbation is wrong so I never tried it. What is an orgasm,” I asked.

June gets a little smile and says, “What you did for me was masturbation Ben and what made me squeeze my legs together was my own orgasm. Would you like to see what one feels like for your self?”

“I do not know June, it looked painful to me,” I said.

“That was pleasure so great it only looks excruciating Ben, it is called bliss,” she said before adding, “would you like to experience it too. I promise you will like it a lot.”

Still a bit nervous, I say, “Yeah, okay, sure, what should I do?”

June lifts her knees up and spreads her legs apart and says, “Get up on your knees between my legs and I will help you find out. Okay Ben?”

I stand up on the floor, move to the end of the bed, and crawl up between her legs on my knees. I stop when my legs are near her ass cheeks while I stare at her pink inner folds as my cock waves around in the air.

June takes hold of my cock and pulls it towards her hot, wet, pink skin. Her pussy felt so hot when I made contact, I tried to pull back, but June was not having that because she kept pulling at my cock.

She rubbed it up and down the wet spot and stopped where I felt little resistance and said, “You are somewhat larger then I was used to, Ben, so go slowly as you push your cock inside me. Do not worry; as long as you don’t go to fast I will adjust to your size.”

I pushed my hips forward and I felt my cock sink into a pussy for the first time. It was not until I was in as far as I could go, that June asked me to stay right there for a minute. As I waited for her to tell me what to do next I felt her pussy flexing and it caused my nerves to tingle wildly and I could tell something was about to happen.

June said, “okay Ben, pull back some. Ok, now push back in. yes, just like that. Go slow honey and enjoy the feelings your having and do not worry, I am not going to get pregnant when you cum inside me. Yes, that is the way to fuck a woman honey, etimesgut escort nice and slow.

I take hold of June’s legs against my sides, pump my cock in and out of her pussy a few more slow strokes as my balls began to tingle coarsely, it traveled right up my cock, and shot out the end repetitively. It felt like lightning bolts of bliss that caused me to grunt deeply through gritted teeth.

The whole time, June was clutching the bed sheets with her head tipped back and flailing wildly as she screamed and moaned my name over my grunting.

I did not move and my cock was still very hard. I could feel the hot jiz that shot out of my cock was oozing out around my cock shaft. I bent forward and held myself up with my arms at June’s sides.

She had her eyes closed with a big smile. I pulled my cock back and slid it back in again and soon had a slow steady rhythm going when June looked at me with wide-open eyes.

“Can you go again? …what am I saying? How would you even know?” she said trying to figure out if I could do what I was doing.

Then I felt her legs wrap up around my ass and start pulling me back in after I pulled back. “Fuck me hard Ben, come on now, you can do it, give me some more of your hot jiz in side my baby maker. Oh my lord Ben, I have never had a man fuck me twice in my life and it feels so fucking good.”

I reach my mouth down to her wobbling tits and she brings up her right nipple to my lips. As soon as I sucked on her tit she started yelling, “OH FUCK, HERE IT COMES, YOUR GOING TO MAKE ME CUM AGAIN BENJAMIN. YOU ARE MAKING ME, OOH, OOH, and OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooh.”

She went limp as I continued to make wet noises inside her, ‘baby maker.’ In just a moments time I watched as a smile grew on her lips and I reached to kiss her for the first time. Our lips met, I felt June’s tongue pushing at mine so I let her in and we both felt our passions grow.

With new confidence, I pound my hard cock in and out of June’s pussy at a quickening pace. I feel her legs return to my hips and pull me back in with hard pulls that wanted to keep my deep inside her.

Breaking our kiss, June says, “I can not believe you have never done this before, you are going to make me cum again Benjamin, and it’s only your first time.”

“So is that a bad thing, should I stop,” I ask as I fuck my first pussy as hard as I can.

“Honey, it’s so good I can not believe I get to share this with you. Thank you for letting me share your first time Ben. You are a better lover than I could have ever dreamed of, now fuck me mister Colton. Fuck this old woman until I cannot ever walk again.

YES Ben, fuck me like a man with your big cock. You are such a good lover. Fuck me Ben; fuck me, fuck, fuck, and fuck.” June kept going with her words changing and repeating and it made me wild with excitement.

I fucked her until I shot a second load and rolled off to her side panting for breath. Moreover, once we regain our strength I asked if I could take a closer look at her vagina and that is when she told me to call it a pussy because it sounds more like something you want to love.

Before long, I was lying between her out stretched legs and watching as a whitish glob seeps out from her deep red folds of pussy skin. June’s pussy looked so beautiful and smelled so wonderful that I wanted to kiss it.

June said, “My husband never looked at it as close as you are Ben. He said he did not care for the smell. How do you feel? Is it okay?”

“I love the smell June,” I answered and reached to kiss it.

“What are you doing?” June says in shock as my lips encounter her pussy.

The taste on my lips is strangely appealing as I scoop up more with my tongue. June tries to get away as she protest my intrusion but I hold her legs still and lick for more of the musky flavoring I quickly find appealingly pleasing.

By the time I get inside and start bumping the clit hiding in there, she has stopped pulling away and I let her raise her knees upwards. This gives me a better angle at her opened pussy and I just keep repeating what ever gets a good reaction.

“I saw this in a movie and never thought I would enjoy it like this and my husband wouldn’t even talk about trying anything dealing with oral. You are causing me to rethink my feelings about oral sex Ben.

Oh, My, God, this feels amazing. Yes, right there, ooh, yes, suck my clitty Ben, that is it, oh my god. Eat my pussy Ben, yes, yes, yes…” Junes words, fall into the repetitive track of repeated yes’s as her hands push my face into her hot pussy.

She seams to like it most when I suck on her clit and lick it at the same time. I swear I sensed her clit growing bigger as I worked it while June kept saying yes repeatedly with my name thrown in occasionally.

I did a mix of that and full length licks from the bottom up. I even stuck my tongue in her pussy hole and fucked her with it with good reviews from June.

As I worked her pussy over good, I could feel my hard cock getting sore as I ground it into the bed. I began to readjust so I could grant Junes wish for me to fuck her a third time.

My cock slid in to her easily and I immediately started fucking her as hard as I could. It was not very long before June’s repeated words became grunts, moans, and squeals.

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This story is from my college days. I was going to school at a little church college on the North Shore of Oahu. I won’t name it because this isn’t the right place or time to bring in religion, but many of you may know the college. Anyway, I had set my sights on this 19-year-old freshman girl named Kate (of course I changed the name). She was out of my league, but she was a freshman and I was a Junior and I figured if I got to know her before the other guys discovered her than I might have a chance.

Kate had super long brown hair that went past her waistline. She was part el-Salvadorian and her skin was a dark golden brown. She had a tiny waste, a round athletic butt, and full breasts and a smile that melted me. Honestly, I couldn’t find a flaw in her figure or her face. I was infatuated.

As for me, I was a casual surfer through high school from San Diego and continued surfing through my days in college in Hawaii. However, in college I also picked up swimming and weightlifting for exercise. I was swimming 3 days a week and lifting weights the other two days and surfing in my free time. I was in good shape in high school, but any softness I did have was melted away in my wonderful Hawaiian lifestyle.

My problem was that I was a really nice guy. I had no shortage of girls interested in me, but I was insecure and naturally very shy, and I would get moved very quickly to the “friend-zone”. I was told often how good looking I was (and looking back at pictures they weren’t lying) but that I was just too needy and too nice. Ugh!

So I started asking Kate out on dates. She accepted enthusiastically and we started going out often and became very close friends. Being my terribly insecure self, I didn’t have the courage to make a move on her and so by the fourth date the closest I had ever got was to put my arm around the back of her chair. But. . . she kept saying yes, and I kept asking her out. After a few weeks we were hanging out between classes, eating lunch together, and we had become best friends – all without me making a move.

I had blown it. I had once again moved myself into the friend zone. Years later she had confided in me that she was more than ready to move things forward, but I had given her clear signs that I was not interested in her in that way. Ouch! The problem had been I was TOO interested in her and the fear was just too great. We hung out nearly every day on the beaches and she would watch in her tiny bikini while I surfed — all the benefits of a hot girlfriend without any of the physical benefits. It was pure frustration.

Most everyone in the school thought we were a “cute couple” and she and I had to keep telling people that we were not dating (again ouch!) — we were just close friends. Our reputation as a couple was so complete that neither she nor I could get a date without reassuring people that we were not a couple.

Six months later. . . my best friend Joe (again, changed the name) joined me at the college and moved in as my roommate. We were both 22 years old and Juniors, with one year left until graduation. My torment was complete when I introduced him to my friend Kate and within two days of hanging out on the Hawaiian beaches, they were making out feverishly in the sand. Kate in a tiny bikini that barely covered her tan body and Joe in his swim trunks.

I still remember watching him stand up and stretch after that first make-out session and seeing his erection protruding like a flagpole through his shorts. I knew that she had to have felt him pressing against her stomach and I felt the knife of jealousy take an extra deep twist in my gut. I had wanted to press myself against her just like that for the past six months and now that hope was gone.

Kate and Joe quickly became an item.

Now that the pressure was off and I was no longer constantly afraid of blowing it with her, she was very free with her hugs and touch, and even friendly kisses on the cheek. Joe was her boyfriend, but in many ways, I was still her best friend — the one she came to for support. She and I grew closer without the threat of a relationship in the balance. I was finally able to open up to her and tell her how I felt. Joe already knew how I felt because he knew I had been trying to get together with her even before he became my roommate.

I went through a period when I refused to go out with the two of them (both my best friends) because of the intense jealousy. They agreed to cut down on the making out in front of me and I went back to being a third wheel.

About this time, Joe bought a very old and beat up CJ-7 Jeep. The Jeep had no doors and no top and was the color of rust from top to bottom. It drove like a tank. It was loud and windy and perfect for our island lifestyle — and it only had two seats. This gave us the freedom to surf up and down the North Shore and weekend trips to Honolulu to play at being tourists or to see a movie.

I tried riding in the back with the surf boards and gear, but that was super uncomfortable. etlik escort Kate offered to take turns riding in the back, but I was way too much of a gentleman to be comfortable with that. So, we compromised on having Kate sit on my lap while Joe drove (I’ll come back to this).

I should mention that Kate was not perfect. She had one huge flaw — she loved attention. Along the way, Kate had begun to tease me by showing off parts of her body. For short or occasional trips most surfers spend the day in their swimsuits. However, when it is your daily lifestyle you learn that it is nice to rinse the sand off and put on dry clothes. Otherwise, you would spend literally every day in a wet swimsuit.

Joe and I are from San Diego, and we had always changed under a towel after a day at the beach (which now was everyday) rather than finding a changing room. For the boys it was easy, but for Kate it was a stretch to cover everything at once while taking off her wet bikini. Kate would “accidentally” drop her towel and give me a flash of her full incredible breasts, or she would raise her hands up to tie her hair with her back to me — giving me a brief glimpse of her butt cheeks.

It’s amazing — I saw her ass cheeks and tits in a tiny bikini nearly every day but there was still something incredibly arousing about seeing the same breast without the little piece of cloth covering the nipple, or the same perfect round ass cheeks defying gravity without the thong lacing down the middle. It was naughty and forbidden and it drove me crazy.

I think the first time she flashed me her tits might have been an accident, but seeing my response encouraged her. Soon, it became a daily game she played. Joe noticed her flirting, but he wasn’t the jealous type and thought it was funny. I think he felt bad that he had taken the girl I was after and so he had made it ok in his mind for her to flirt with me as a consolation.

Joe and I would change to dry shorts and Kate would remove her wet top and replace it with a loose-fitting t-shirt or tank top. I loved how her side-boob and upper torso showed through the tank top and her perky nipples stuck out through the cloth.

Back to the Jeep. So, there I was. Seriously lusting after Kate when my best friend swoops in, steals her in a matter of days, buys a jeep, and suggests that Kate sit on my lap while we drove around in almost no clothing. Is this starting to make sense?

Let me just get this out there. . . there was not a single drive we took that I didn’t get mostly erect while she sat on my lap. The first time, she plopped down on my lap in her bikini and at least acted like she had no idea what affect this would have on me.

There was nothing but a chain where the door should have been, so inevitably my right hand came to rest on her hip with my elbow on the chain. She then pulled the seatbelt (lap belt only) across the both of us and handed me the end to click in place. Her smooth naked skin of her hip bone under my hand was too much for me and my cock began to grow.

After a minute of engorging it was painfully hard against her crotch and I was mortified. We had not even left campus yet and the three or four huge speed bumps were causing me way more pleasure then they should have. By the time we reached the end of campus I was being pinched by the cloth and I had no choice but to reach under her bum and force my cock to one side of my swimsuit seam.

There was no hiding it from Kate and she delicately lifted her bum as I pushed my shaft to the left side. My swimsuit was loose fitting and once my cock was running down my leg it was much freer to stick up then it had been all scrunched up in the middle. I thought I would die of embarrassment and I almost stopped at the edge of campus and asked to be dropped off.

This is when Kate leaned back into my stomach (which actually took some of her weight off my stiffened cock) and leaned her face back to talk into my ear.

Kate giggled and said, “I think it’s cute.”

With those four words I became even more erect and nearly shot a load. For that trip at least she sat still and we both spent the rest of the trip pretending I wasn’t pushing hard against the entrance to her pussy.

By the fourth or fifth week of this we had grown very comfortable with the situation. I had even told Joe several times in our late-night talks in our dorm room that he could not expect me to have Kate sit on my lap and not get turned on. It just wasn’t possible! He agreed and laughed it off.

One time he went as far as saying, “Well, I feel like crap for stealing her from you, so I guess enjoy it.”

Ok, in my head that was all the rationale I needed. I began to enjoy it.

During this period is when Kate began to flash me her body and flirt with me. She was trying to get me nice and turned on for our drive back to campus. She would sit on my lap and wiggle just slightly. I know it sounds strange, but it even became normal for ankara eve gelen escort her to wait until I got hard and then she would lift her bum while I adjusted my length to one side or the other.

I also started choosing the thinnest and loosest shorts I owned to change into for the drive home. Joe would play reggae music and Kate would give me a very real lap dance as she grooved down the Kam highway. Her hair was everywhere around my face unless she tied it up. When she wasn’t dancing, she would lean back into me and lay her head against my shoulder.

Eventually we were comfortable enough that I began to explore the side of her body with my hand. I would tickle her on the inside of her hip bone just to make her squirm against my cock and run my hand caressingly inside her shirt. I dared only to go from her outer thigh to just under her right breast — sometimes feeling the weight of it before I would chicken out and rest my hand again on her hip.

One summer afternoon (the North Shore has very little surf in the summer) we decided to make the hour drive to Hanauma bay for some snorkeling. Most of our drives around the North Shore were short 15 to 20-minute drives and so things between Kate and I could only go so far. If we did go longer, we were usually fully dressed for a trip to Honolulu.

This was a full hour each way in our swimsuits. We got there without anything crazy other then I learned that even with the hottest ass on you lap, an hour is a long time to keep a hard on. My erection would come and go and at times it was a little uncomfortable.

It was a hot summer day and we were sweating without air-conditioning and anxious to get in the water for some snorkeling. Kate decided to wow the tourists (and us) with an extra skimpy white bikini. It was so thin that it was mostly see through when it got wet. She looked amazing and constantly turned heads with her full round breast and amazingly cute tanned ass. She had the slightest hint of a tan line where her normal size bikini usually covered.

Joe and Kate definitely broke their self-imposed rule of not making out in front of me. They spent a good deal of time rolling in the sand grinding on each other. They were obviously both very turned on and wanting to be alone. I couldn’t blame Joe; she was a stunning 19-year-old in her prime and she was oozing with sexuality.

After a day of snorkeling we decided to head back. It was nearly an hour to the nearest restaurant, and we were all starving (having only brought sack lunches from the cafeteria). We all changed into our comfortable driving clothes — Kate putting on a loose-fitting tank top with huge holes cut out of the side to show an ample amount of side-boob as well as a glimpse of her torso. As usual, she removed her bikini top but left her bikini bottom on under the shirt. I put on a thin pare of loose shorts with an elastic waist band and left my shirt off for the drive home.

As we reached the top of the climb up from the bay, we all stopped to use the restroom and found the jeep in the parking lot. Joe took the bag of snorkeling gear back to the restroom so he could rinse off the saltwater and Kate and I waited in the jeep. I got in and Kate surprised me by climbing in to sit on top of me.

I thought it strange that she would want to ne on my lap while we waited for Joe to get back, but it was a steep climb to the parking lot, and I figured she just wanted to sit down. She sat on my lap without the seatbelt and began a slight motion with her bum — moving forward and back just enough to get my attention.

After watching her make out all day I knew she was horny and at that age, my cock was always ready to go. Being alone with her and knowing that it was not “required” for her to be sitting on me, made it that much more arousing and I was stiff in an instant, my cock was sensitive, and my balls were aching for a much-needed release. After just a few minutes I went from looking forward to the drive to desperately wanting it over with so I could go home and take care of business by myself.

After sitting on my lap just long enough to get me hard, Kate decided to get her water bottle out of her backpack in the back of the jeep. She rose off my lap and bent between the seats to dig for it, leaving her ass hanging invitingly in the air beside my head. Since Joe was not back yet, I didn’t even try not to look.

I turned my head to the left and I was staring point blank at her white (still wet and see through) thong hugging to one side of her pussy lips. The seam on one side was up inside her and the tiny space of material between the two seams was covering her right pussy lip. Her loose tank top was hanging open and I had a clear view all the way up her shirt – passed her flat belly – to her perfect round titties hanging like ripe fruit.

She found her water bottle and before I could look away, she looked back at me through her shirt and smiled upside down at me — knowing gaziosmanpaşa escort that she had just caught me admiring her nude body. As she backed herself up and started to return to the seat, my cock was standing at full attention in my loose shorts. I couldn’t even keep it down along my leg without physically holding it with my hand. There was no way to conceal my 7 and half inch erection (hey! When you are 7.5 inches you claim every half inch!).

By this time, Joe had reached the back of the jeep and was stowing the snorkel bag. I quickly grabbed a towel from under me and settled it in a clump on my lap to hide my erection. Kate stood up straight in front of me, her toned ass right at my eye level and was turning her upper body to talk to Joe as he finished putting the gear away. I could see her thong was still off centered as it traveled up her crack.

She then reached down and picked up the towel and stared directly at the tent pole that she would soon be sitting on. She positioned herself carefully and slightly spread her legs as she deliberately lowered herself onto my stomach, letting my cock find its way to settle comfortably between her legs so as to not crush me. Then, she settled the towel over the two of us.

I reached down to adjust my cock — to make sure it was fully to the right side of the seam in my shorts, but she wasn’t giving me the space I needed. She was in a horny mood and being horny kind of made her a brat at times. Instead of lifting her bum she scooted back and forth an inch or two to tease me.

The problem was that I was so hard that it hurt to not be positioned right. Without thinking I grunted, “owe” under my breath and pushed on her bum a little to get her to lift up for a second. She still refused to budge.

As Joe was starting the jeep and backing out of the parking stall, Kate asked me, “What’s wrong?”

I replied close to her ear, “Nothing. I just got pinched a little by my clothes.”

With this she lifted her bum a few inches off my lap and reached her hand down under the towel and between her legs. In one motion, her hand slipped inside my waistband, grasped the base of my cock, and slid her hand to the end so that my cock was free of my waistband. She deftly tucked the waistband under my ball sack before she sat back down and asked, “Better?”

I sat speechless as I felt her settle back down with my bare cock now thrusting up between her naked inner thighs. Had the towel been moved my tip would have been visible thrust firmly in front of her pussy.

Before I could really process what had just happened — and that I would be spending some time like this, she handed me the end of the lap belt and I buckled it in place. Joe had turned on the music and was pulling out onto the main road. We sat like that for about 5 minutes, both of us trying to ignore the fact that my cock was nestled against her outer lips underneath the beach towel. I could feel myself pulsing involuntarily and for a few minutes I tried to think about old grandmas and camel poop and anything that might take away my erection.

Just as the newness passed and I was starting to feel like this escalation of teasing was progressing from fun and daring to a sort of condescending mockery (after all, this was destined to end with me being subjected to a whole new level of frustration) I felt a tickling on the head of my cock. Apparently, the temptation to “play with it” was too great for Kate and she was running one of her long nails up the underside of my cock.

I gasped involuntarily as my nerves caught on fire and my cock started pulsing with renewed sensation. First one nail, then I could feel the underside of my shaft being lightly scratched with three or four of her fingertips from my scrotum to the head of my cock and back down again. Slowly, like she had all the time in the world and nothing better to do.

She lightly caressed up and down for several minutes while my mind raced, and my heart beat so hard I knew she could feel it against her back. Her hair was flying wildly in the wind so I gathered it up and pulled it all to the left side of my face and tucked it between our bodies. With her hair obstructing any view of my face from Joe, and with intense pleasure being agonizingly fed to me through her caresses, I bit her neck — maybe a little too hard. In response, she squeezed my balls as a message that my bite was too hard.

Before long, I was oozing pre-cum in what seemed like a steady stream and she used this as a lubricant to gently circle my cock head until it would get a little dry and sticky. She would then grab my shaft and massage and caress until I dripped more lubricant out before switching back to gentle lubricated swirls. On and on, milking me of precum to be used as a lubricant.

This was truly my first experience with edging and it was frustrating and luxurious and intense. It made me feel like a beast. I wanted to ignore everything but the need for sex. I wanted to throw her down and ram my cock into her and demand the release from the pain of such intense pleasure. I wanted to own her and claim her by shooting her pussy full of my seed. Needless to say, I had a torrent of uncontrolled thoughts while I sat their helplessly as she gently stroked my cock and none of my thoughts were politically correct.

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I was sitting at my desk finishing my homework when Brad came into my room. It surprised me because my father never let my boyfriend come upstairs and my father was chasing after Brad. When my father reached my room Brad told him to go away because he was going to fuck me. I was so turned on! Brad then shut the door in my father’s face and kissed me passionately on the lips. As I kissed him back he picked me up by his arms and took me to my bed. He patiently took off my clothes as he kissed every inch of my body. Then right when he was going take my virginity, my mom wakes me up.

“Miaw! Miaw! Time to wake up!”

“Uh, mother. I’m awake!”

“Why does my mother have to wake me up at such a bad time,” I thought. “I was having the best dream of my life.”

Usually I would stay in bed longer, making my mother yell at me in Thai for half an hour, but today I jolted out of bed. It was Friday and today would be the day I lose my virginity to the love of my life, Brad.

I have been dating Brad for a year now. I met him in my Chemistry class at school. He was my lab partner and could never get his experiments to work. I helped tutor him and he passed with an A. We started to hang out as friends and I realized I had a huge crush on him. He is shy and never asked me out. One day I decided to make the move and when were sitting on a bench away from our friends I leaned in and kissed him. I told him he I loved him and he said the same thing.

We have only really kissed. He has never touched me except for my hand, lips, and waist. I come from a very conservative Thai family and Brad was never allowed into my room. Brad respected my father’s demands of him, but I never did. I am in love with Brad and should be able to do what I want with my own body. Of course I am not a slut, but I believe I can do what I want with the man that I love.

Whether it was out of respect or more likely fear of my father, Brad never pressured me into having sex. It is me that pressures him. That is why today is the day we will finally have sex. Brad’s best friend John is having a huge party at his house since his parents are out of town. My parents think I will be over at my best friend’s house but I’m going to stay the night with Brad. We are going to make sweet love in John’s bedroom. I already talked to John about it and he said it was cool. John told me he thought it was about time his best friend became a man. Some people say John is too much of a bad boy and that is what makes him fun. But I know that John has a sweet side to him too as he is always so kind to me.

With my backpack, lunch, and extra duffel bag full of clothes for the party, I left my house to get to school. I had to wait for a few minutes for Brad to pick me up. We rode to school in John’s car and John was always late. I didn’t care though because I just wanted to spend more time with Brad and ride in John’s fast car.

I could not concentrate at all during school; my mind kept wandering toward Brad fucking me. I wonder what Brad would do if I started to talk dirty to him.

“Lick my cunt baby. Yea, just like that. Make me cum Daddy.”

“Yes, fuck me like a bitch in heat! Fuck me harder.”

Brad would absolutely freak out.

I wasn’t in any classes with Brad this year but I did have art class with John. We sat next to each other and were partners whenever we had to draw each other. John has a perfect figure and is very fun to draw. He always compliments how good I look when he draws me and he said he is glad his best friend has me as a girlfriend. I have heard rumors from other girls about John. They say all he wants is pussy and will dump a girl after she gives it up. I don’t see John as a guy like that but even if he is he is just an 18 year old guy. Aren’t they all that way?

Brad and John have been best friends since they were three years old even though they are complete opposites. John is the most popular guy in school and a lot of people do not know why John hangs out with Brad because they think Brad is a completely nerd. John unlike Brad is very athletic while Brad is kind of nerdy. No one has ever bothered Brad for fear of getting their ass kicked by John.

“So is everything set up for your party?” I asked John as I mashed my sculpting clay.

“Oh yea, my parents left this morning my, baseball teammates are bringing a few kegs, and there will be plenty of chicks there. You still planning of popping my buddy’s cherry?” He asked me as he sculpted a bong.

“Shh. Not so loud. I don’t want people to think I am a slut. So is everything that I need ready?”

“Yea, yea. You can use my room. Bring your own condoms though. I’m going to be needing all of mine tonight.”

“Ewww. I bet no one is going to let you between their legs tonight with the reputation you have.” I said laughing.

“Oh there is someone special that I have in mind.”

“Oh, who, who?”

“I’m not telling but you know her.”

“John, just don’t be a creep.”

From the beginning the party was crazy. Jeff’s parents demetevler escort have a house that is on 50 acre’s of land so there would be no neighbors complaining. The music was loud and the alcohol was flowing. There must have been 100 people at the party.

Brad is far to shy to make the first move so I made sure his drinks were extra strong. He doesn’t drink much so it wasn’t long before his inhibitions were down. He was sitting outside talking to John when I came up to him and straddled him. I rubbed under his shirt and up and down his chest.

“Hey.” I said in my sexy voice. “Miss me?”

“Uh, yea.”

John just drank his beer and watched as I kissed my boyfriend on his lips. I rubbed my crotch into his and could feel his dick grow in his jeans. There was something extra exiting knowing John was there watching us and knew what was going to happen soon. Brad socked me by putting his hands on my ass and pulled me deeper into him; Brad was ready.

I whispered into his ear, “Want to go inside?”

“Y-yea.”

I stood up and took his hand. I guided Brad to John’s room in the back of the house. I opened the door and let Brad go in first. I walked in and closed the door behind me. Leaning against the door I reached at the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Brad got a view of my large, perky breasts.

Brad followed my lead and took off his shirt. He sat down on the bed and I walked over and resumed making out with him. I leaned back so that we lay down with him on top of me. I pushed his hand to my bare chest. It was the first time he had ever touch my bare breasts and I was surprised that it didn’t feel as good as I hoped. Brad didn’t really know what he was doing and just squeezed my whole tit.

Maybe Brad wasn’t a tit guy, so I moved his other hand down between my legs and I asked him to make me feel good. He pushed into my panties and started to rub really fast on them. It didn’t feel great at first but my pussy was soaping wet from outside and his fingers would bump into a real sensitive spot.

“Do you like it like this?” He asked me. “Do you mind if I stick a finger in?”

“Yea, yea,” I said a little annoyed. “Don’t ask,” I though, “Just do it.”

Brad moved my panties to the side and pushed his finger into my pussy. Even though I was really wet he hit resistance with my cherry.

“Brad, Stop! Stop!” I yelled in pain and pulling his hand from my crotch.

“Oh, sorry. Did that hurt?”

“Yea, a little. It is my first time so you need to be a little bit more slow and gentle. You seem nervous. Why don’t I make you feel good first?”

I pushed Brad on his chest until he lay down and unzipped his jeans. I yanked them off his body and quickly removed his underwear. I wanted to see his dick so bad. I’ve only felt it through his jeans but have never seen it. He was hard as a rock but I was expecting it to be a bit bigger. I didn’t mind and slowly started to lick the underside of his dick from the base all the way to the tip. I stuck my tongue into the tip of his dick and engulfed his penis. Since he wasn’t so big I could easily take his cock all the way in my mouth. My friends warned me that if I tried to do this I would gag but I didn’t.

Brad was really enjoying my blowjob and ground his crotch into my mouth. I was expecting him to take my head with his hands and face fucked me but he never did. Just when I thought he was about to cum there was a knock at the door.

“Hey Brad!” John said through the door. “I need to talk to you.”

“Can it wait dude?” Brad pleaded.

“No.” John said opening the door a crack. “It’s important.”

John reached over and put his underwear back on and walked over to the partly opened door.

I reached over for the blanket and covered myself before Josh stepped into the room. He quietly whispered to my boyfriend as he looked over at me. Brad shook his head.

“No dude. That is gross.” Brad said loudly.

“How about we ask Miaw,” John replied. “Miaw, that girl I was talking about in art class isn’t out there and I’m a bit bored. Do you mind if I just sat in here and watched.”

I laughed nervously, “I don’t know.”

“Come on, it might be hot. I’ve never actually seen other people have sex and I am being kind enough to let you use my room.”

“Well.” I said while thinking about how sexy it was to make out in front of John earlier. “I don’t mind as long as it is OK with Brad.”

“Brad?” John said putting a hand on Brad’s shoulder.

“You don’t mind do you? I am you best friend.”

“I guess…” Brad was cut off as John pushed passed him and sat on in his desk chair less than a foot from the bed.

“Just pretend I’m not here.” John said to Brad and then smiled as I sat up under the covers.

“I’ll try dude,” Brad said as he got under the covers with me.

He kissed me gently on the lips and I lay back. I tried to close my eyes and pretend it was just Brad and I there but I couldn’t help myself and looked demirlibahçe escort over at John. He had his hands in his pants and was staring straight at me. God, I was getting so wet. Brad kept kissing me and started to feel by breasts, but it was a bit rushed and he kept breaking my concentration by asking if I liked it.

I just lay their looking at John as my boyfriend sucked on my tits. Then suddenly John took his hand out of his pants, stood up, and took his pants and underwear off. His dick was so big and hard. John sat back down in the chair and reached out for the covers and felt the cool air hit my skin as he pulled the blanket off of us.

“What are you doing?” Brad asked John, but John just smiled back and I said, “I’m a little hot anyway babe.”

Brad went back to sucking on my neck and tits but that wasn’t turning me on. What was making my pussy get soaked was being totally exposed to John now. I spread my legs wide so John could get a good view of my virgin pink pussy.

“Do you want me to put it in now?” Brad asked.

“Well, um.” I replied.

“Why don’t you suck his dick, Miaw?” John said, “I bet that would be hot.”

“K,” I replied.

Brad was sitting up and I leaned over to lick his dick.

“No not like that,” John commanded. “Lay down on our back Brad and Miaw stick your ass up in the air, like this,” he said as he positioned my body. He placed his hand on my shaved pubic area as he pushed my ass in the air and once I was in position he pulled his hand back and his big fingers rubbed against my pussy. I could feel my pussy gush out at his touch.

My butt was sticking up in the air toward the chair where John was sitting and I was resting my weight on my elbows. I got to work licking Brad’s dick but my mind kept thinking of John masturbating to my exposed pussy. I though of what it would be like to suck on John’s dick. It was so big, a lot bigger than Brad’s. I may not even fit it in my mouth.

“It is so big,” I mumbled on Brad’s dick.

I felt a hand go on the back of my calf. Startled, I looked back and saw John sitting on the edge of the bed. He put his finger to his lips to tell me to be quiet and I just bit my bottom lip and then went back to sucking Brad’s dick. I’m not very good at blowjobs but today was different. I was sucking his dick like a porn star. I was so turned on. Especially when I felt John move his hands up my calves, past my thighs, and onto my butt.

He pulled my ass cheeks apart to expose the inside of my pussy. I could feel his breath on it and I was getting so exited. Then I felt his tongue barely touch it. As I stared my boyfriend in the eyes and as I licked up his cock I said, “Yes, I love it,” and then dove back onto his dick.

John took the hint and dove into my pussy too. He stuck his tongue into my little pussy hole and she teased my clit with his finger. I had never had my pussy eaten before and I never knew it would feel so good. I could feel his tongue push against my maidenhead and I couldn’t wait for that barrier to be removed by a big dick.

I couldn’t take it anymore. The pleasure I was getting from John’s tongue and fingers drove me over the edge and I had the first orgasm of my life from a man. It was a thousand times more intense than bringing myself to orgasm. I moaned on Brad’s dick as the waves of ecstasy filled me. John spanked my ass really hard as he got off the bed and sat back down in the desk chair.

“You ready to get fucked?” John demanded more than asked.

“I’m ready!” Brad said still laying on his back.

“Get your Thai pussy over her.” I got off the bed and walked over to John.

“Wait, what?” Brad said sitting up. “What are you doing, Miaw?”

“She is going to get fucked by my big cock,” John said to Brad.

“Miaw, tell Brad your slutty Thai cunt wants my cock.”

I stood there quiet.

“Fuck that!” Brad said standing up and getting his and my clothes. “Lets get the hell out of here Miaw!” Brad grabbed my bicep and John grabbed my wrist on my other hand.

Brad tried to pull me away but John’s grip was too strong.

“Listen to me you piece-of-shit,” John said to Brad. “I’ve been your friend my entire life and I have put up with your nerdiness. I’ve protected you at school numerous times and now it is time for you to pay up. I’m going to fuck this bitch and you are going to let me, or else I’m going to kick your ass.”

I could see the anger in John’s eyes and I was frightened. “Please Brad, it is OK. We are all friends, it is not that big of a deal.”

Brad was frightened too and he gave up. He sat down right on the floor right were he was standing and hung his head. John stood up and threw me onto his bed. John walked over to me rubbing his dick and spread my legs as far apart as they could.

“Wait.” I squeaked. “Don’t forget to put this on I said reaching a wrapped condom out to him. He didn’t take it so I opened it up and rolled it on his dick. John grabbed the tip of the dikmen escort condom and pulled it right off and threw it at Brad. John crawled on top of me and rubbed the head of his dick on my pussy.

“No you need to put it on.” I said. “I don’t take the pill.”

“I don’t use them. Never liked them, especially on virgin pussy.”

“Please, John. I don’t want to get pregnant. My dad would kill me.”

“Don’t fuckin’ worry about it. I will pull out.” He said as he rubbed the head of his dick against my pussy. “Hey, Brad, do you have any problem with me fucking your girlfriend without a condom?”

Brad looked over at John with tears in his eyes but didn’t say anything.

“Yea that is what I thought. If you want you can get a little closer so you can get a better look. This will be the only time you will be close to this virgin pussy.”

My boyfriend dropped his head again and surprised me when he crawled over to the bed and leaned over to watch.

“Brad?” I said going to ask him to leave but then John pushed into me. He wasn’t gentle. His raw dick burned as he pushed into me and through my cherry. I remember shouting at the top of my lungs but my body was focused on John shove his dick into me. He pushed about half of himself in me and already I felt stuffed. He pulled out and then pushed in, this time getting another inch of his dick inside of me.

My eyes were filled with tears of pain and John only laughed at me. “Don’t worry bitch, it is going to feel good real soon.”

Slowly he pulled his dick out of me. The feeling of his dick sliding over my lubrication actually felt good and when he pulled all the way out I felt empty. Then he would push into me and each time he did he would corrupt a new part of my virgin pussy to his dick. That is when it would hurt.

Finally, he pushed into me and I felt him bang at the back. There was nowhere else for his dick to go. I looked down and he still had about three inches of his dick still not in my pussy.

“Oh god!” I moaned as he pulled out of me slowly.

“Your too fucking…” I started to say as he slammed his dick into me.

“Big!”

“Don’t worry. It will fit eventually,” he said.

It didn’t hurt anymore. My pussy was starting to respond to his invading dick. It was engulfing him and tightening against his hardness.

“God you’re so fucking tight.” John said to me as he lay on top of me. He kissed the tears from my eyes and kissed down my face. His lips met mine and we shared the most passionate kiss I have ever had. As we kissed he continued to fuck me slowly. I don’t know what was happening but my legs instantly wrapped into him, pulling him deeper inside of me.

The feeling started in my head when John reached his hand behind my neck and grabbed a fist full of my hair and then with the other hand rubbed the lobe of my ear. The strange feeling ran to my nipples where John’s chest was stimulating them as he rhythmically moved up and down. Then it moved down my stomach and on the lips of my pussy where the blood rush was making them larger and hotter. I reached my head up slightly even as John pulled on my hair and could see that John was impaling his entire cock inside of me. John then pulled my hair even harder and the muscles around my pussy started to contract.

I let out a low, almost inaudible, growl. I had never felt anything like this before. Even the orgasm John gave me by licking me could compare to what he was doing to me now. I could feel my pussy tighten around his dick and the waves of pleasure washed over my whole body. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I curled my toes even as I pulled John into me with my heels. John wrapped his arms around my little body to keep my body from shaking uncontrollably as I had my orgasm.

After the longest minute of my life the orgasm died down but John was still fucking me slowly. I looked over at my boyfriend and his eyes were wide in disbelief. He had his dick out and was masturbating to his best friend fucking me.

John pulled me up and had me ride up and down on his dick. It didn’t take long before I had another orgasm as I slowly pushed his dick in my little pussy. I kissed him continuously through my orgasm and his tongue made me cum even more on his dick.

“M baby. If you keep cumming on me like that you are going to make me have to pull out,” John said.

“No,” I panted. “I need you inside of me. I need to feel your dick fill me up.”

“Are you sure?” John asked looking me in the eyes. “If I don’t pull out then I will cum inside of you.”

“I know,” I replied.

“You might get pregnant,” he warned.

“Please,” I begged John. “I need to feel you fill me. I love you.”

“I know you do, ” he said to me.

John put his hands on my hips and pulled me out of him. My pussy belched as he took it all out of me and he threw me on the bed. I instinctively put my ass in the air and wiggled it to John like I was a bitch in heat. He quickly got on top of me and drove the length of his dick into me. He fucked me at a frantic pace.

“Yea you like that bitch?” He asked as he slapped my ass. I felt like a huge slut then but it was turning me on so much, especially since I could look straight at Brad as John fucked me.

“Yes! Yes, daddy fuck me. Cum in me.” The words just flew out of my mouth.

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MARIA COURTNEY QC walked out of the Royal Courts of Justice and walked along London’s Strand before turning into Southampton Row walking towards Bloomsbury. It was a beautiful day and she was on top of the world having just won a very important case in which she had successfully defended her client in a libel action.

She could have taken a taxi to her hotel but the walk, she thought, would do her good and give her a chance to work off some of the adrenaline coursing through her veins, always induced by the buzz of winning an important court case, also she needed a breather, time to catch her breath before arriving back at her hotel because she knew Dear Daddy would be on the phone wanting to know every detail of how she had won the case.

Daddy had been a successful lawyer and Maria’s upper-class background and her rich father had helped to see her through Oxford but for all that, when she was in the courtroom she was on her own and she wanted to prove that she had ability regardless of the start in life that Daddy’s money and connections had undoubtedly provided.

The sun was beating down and she took off the black coat of her two-piece suit and slung it over her shoulder, any observant man with an eye for a beautiful woman would take in at glance the sexy walk, the wriggling bum in the black knee-length skirt and his keen eye would get a tantalising glimpse of her white bra through the tightly pulled blouse buttons stretched across her fulsome breasts.

Jeff Blackburn was such an observant man; he had the perfect vantage point watching Maria walking towards him. Leaning on his shovel four feet inside a hole at the side of the road and he was looking forward to seeing as far up her black tights or stockings as possible when she passed by.

Maria saw him first and gave the hole a wider berth, seeing the cheeky look on Jeff’s face, his gleaming smile and the pearly-white teeth, but she also noticed much more. The golden suntan on his magnificent torso, his firmly toned chest muscles, the trail of hair running down his bare stomach pointing like a finger into his tight-fitting, scruffy jeans.

“Give us a flash darling,” he said crudely, “don’t be a spoil sport.”

Normally Maria would treat such a remark with utter disdain, no man in the circles in which she normally circulated would make such a coarse remark, but somehow there was something different about this man, he was funny, roguish, the glint of devilment in his sexy, brown eyes and he was different to the men she normally associated with, men who would never turn her on in a million years, it was his toughness as well as his rugged good-looks that made her smile back at him.

“Give us yer phone number sweetheart, guard it with my life honest.”

Maria suddenly felt so feminine, so girlie, and so different from the high-powered woman she had become, the woman who had just ruthlessly destroyed the case against her client in the UK’s highest court.

She walked on, well of course she did.

Jeff watched the movement of her sweet, little bum shuffle in her skirt as her high-heels clickety-clicked on the pavement and she disappeared, mingling in the busy hustle and bustle of the crowded street.

Soon Maria cebeci escort would be at the Tavistock Hotel where she intended to collapse on the bed and chill before phoning Daddy but she was still smiling inwardly at that gorgeous, hunky fellow who had put a new kind of spring in her step and it had overtaken the thrill of her High Court victory and replaced it with a different kind of thrill.

It had been fleeting, over in a few seconds. His delicious smile, the bluntness of the way he had asked for her phone number and she was half wishing she had been naughty enough to have given him a flash up her skirt. God what was she thinking about, she could never do such a thing – ridiculous.

She stopped at the entrance to her hotel and looked inside her handbag, she pulled out one of her cards and glanced at it, it contained her office number and her mobile number under her embossed name — MARIA COURTNEY QC.

Maria retraced her footsteps, this time she was going to be naughty, very naughty.

Jeff was busy working, digging the hole even deeper while his mate was softening the soil with a jigger-pick when he turned to see a pair of women’s high-heels at least a foot apart at the side of the hole he was stood in. His eyes traced slowly up the woman’s legs, up her skirt, above the tops of her stockings to the white, softness of her thighs, and then the gusset of her gleaming, white panties pulled up so tight he could see the shape of her perfectly formed pussy lips and just a hint of her tight slit. A nice, tight slit always made his mouth water and he had seen plenty in his time.

His gaze lingered to soak up the view, Maria smiled down at him.

“Hope you have seen enough,” she said handing him her card.

Again Maria disappeared in the direction of her hotel.

“You fucking lucky bastard,” Jeff’s mate seethed, “that’s three fucking women this week”

“Someone has to do it.” Jeff laughed, taunting his friend.

“Well make sure you get it right up her twat and give her at least half a dozen thrusts for me.”

“I’ll try to remember that Bill.”

“Fucking liar,” Bill retorted with a belly laugh.

Once home Jeff punched the numbers into his mobile.

“Hello Maria Courtney here.” Maria said answering her mobile.

“So where are you? By the way my name’s Jeff.”

“Oh Jeff, did you enjoy the view?”

“Perfect Maria, cute, little cunt you have in the gusset of those panties darlin’ and where are you now?”

His voice sounded very husky and ruggedly sexy and Maria was taken aback by the crude directness of his remark.

“Tavistock Hotel.” She stuttered falteringly.

“Room number?”

“361” Maria replied nervously giggling like an 18 year old girl rather than the sophisticated 28 year old high-flying career woman. Now she could feel her heart thumping inside her breast and her breathing tightly constricted.

Maria’s life had been one of study and career; she had missed out on all the fun her friends had enjoyed, nightclubs, dancing, boys and above all men, books and more books had been her life and as she waited for the knock on her door she was extremely nervous, the butterflies in her belly would çinçin escort not be stilled, and were far more difficult to control than the ones she felt whenever she walked into court wearing her wig and gown, she was excited and terrified at the same time. This was a totally new experience for her and as she sat on the edge of the bed her legs felt so weak she thought she would never be able to stand up again.

Hearing the knock at the door and quickly looked in the bathroom mirror re-checking her long, back hair which was always perfectly groom and shining like silk, she couldn’t help notice how flushed he cheeks were. She opened the door.

Jeff stood there looking supremely confident and much taller than she thought he would be as she let him in. Maria was completely out of her depth, her normally self-assured demeanour dissolved at the sight of this ruggedly handsome man dressed in jeans and t-shirt. He would look amazing dressed in a sack and he knew it. In the courtroom she was in control, self-assured and fearless but this was different she was on his territory and once again he flashed those pearly, white teeth, smiled and blinked his long eyelashes and stepped into the room. He knew why he was there and what he wanted and it was obvious to Maria that he wasn’t used to resistance and rejection, from women, nor had he come to waste time. The slow attempts at seduction, normal in the circles she moved in, were not part of Jeff’s agenda. Maria half gasped but was not at all surprised as she realised he had come for a fuck not to take her for lunch.

Maria was in his arms before she could think; her breasts were pressed against his firm, hard, muscular chest his kiss told her he was taking route one.

Her blouse was open and over her shoulders, her bra unclasped, her tits out and her skirt hit her ankles. Within seconds she was stood in front of this man, still kissing him dressed only in knickers and holdup nylon stockings as she was forced against the wall.

Lifted off her feet she was propelled onto the bed and was looking up at him feeling dwarfed by his magnificent, muscular frame, resisting him even for a second never entered her head. Two strong hands grabbed her knickers and pulled them off, her knees were pushed open separating her thighs and exposing her vulva ready to take some cock.

Jeff stood at the bottom of the bed and, with Maria’s cunt totally exposed to him, pulled his t/shirt over his head displaying his manly chest, firm, tanned stomach muscles developed by the arduous nature of his job.

His lips parted and again a perfect set of white teeth were the centrepiece of a smile that was almost lecherous with intent as he unbuckled his belt, pulled his zip down and dropped his jeans. His tight-fitting jockeys displayed a rock-hard bulge, the shape of his manhood stretched upward pushing through the elastic towards his navel; he proudly displayed a purplish-coloured cock-end the shape of an egg.

Maria closed her knees temporarily to hide her exposure and regain some modesty but Jeff stepped forward placing his hands on her knees again very possessively pushing them wide apart.

“Leave them open I want to see your crack babe.” çubuk escort Maria complied allowing him full view of her swollen pussy while he downed his jockeys, his nine-inch mammoth proportions throbbing and twitching in front of her surrounded by a mot of black pubic hair as he climbed on the bed between her gaping thighs with his throbbing cock held firmly in his fist.

“Now Maria Courtney QC let’s get this thick animal up your cunt,” Jeff grunted coarsely with gruff animal intent.

Maria winced with the sharpness of his entry hearing Jeff’s long, rasping intake of breath; she felt his length and girth fill her completely as his slow, rhythmic thrusts made full use of the whole extent of his lovely cock.

Maria’s taut body began to relax and move with slow regular movements and the exotic sounds emanating from her lover. She was responding to his obvious ecstasy aware she was pleasing him from the exotic moans and grunts accompanying each inward plunge, propelled by each punch of his gorgeously, tight, little arse.

Buried, captive beneath his virile frame, with only her knees protruding from the sides of his hips, she took the increasingly vigorous strokes from the unyielding power of his manhood and her fingertips gripped and pulled on his hairy arse-cheeks.

Rugged cock invaded her soft wetness, swelling to fill her cunt as the first waves of orgasm streamed through her body; her heels were now stabbing into the strong, dominant muscles of his back as he gathered together the full power of his sensuous torso to fuck his uncompromising cock into her.

His grunts were wild and furious, the slit at the bull-end of his cock widened to prepare the way for a gush of spunk.

Maria dropped her thighs onto the bed and spread them submissively as one wave of ecstasy followed by another flushed through her body.

Jeff felt the contractions of her orgasm and the hot sting of his cum wickedly assaulting the sensitive nerves of his swelling bull-end.

Maria shook into her own orgasm and at the same time was fully aware of the tremors rippling through Jeff’s broad shoulders and down to his narrow waist, Her hands could feel the knotty, rigidity of each muscle of his strong stomach pounding against her.

Her orgasm was powerful, her shouts filled and echoed around the room as she soaked Jeff’s cock and balls simultaneously aware that his thighs had began to spasm and one of his legs kicked uncontrollably.

Jeff was on his vinegar stroke, the stinging, acidic, yet ecstatic, sensation careered into his rampant cock like a tsunami and Maria’s cunt took the torrent of hot fluid that burst from his loins and hot gushes of his spunk-shots swamped into her pussy and with it a warm glow ran through her body.

Breathless bodies slowly regained composure and he looked solidly into her half-glazed, hazel eyes.

“Well I didn’t expect that Maria Courtney QC.”

“Expect what?”

“I didn’t expect to pop your fucking hymen babe.”

Maria felt more like a woman than the successful lawyer she had become. Her virginity had gone; her cherry had been taken, at last. She had surrendered her precious virginity so willingly to this vulgar but extremely sexy, roadside, muscle-bound hunk of virility. She abandoned plans to join Daddy on his yacht in the Mediterranean and instead booked a double room in the Tavistock Hotel and took a week’s break to see the sights of London by day and the even better sight of Jeff’s magnificently toned body by night.

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