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The touch of my fingers is not enough for you through your shirt. You whisper in my ear for me to venture below your clothing. I need no more encouragement than that. I begin to kiss your neck. My hands move down your body too, sliding gently under your shirt, gently touching your belly.

My fingers begin to wander around towards your back. I subtly pull you closer to me. Your breasts press gently against my chest. You look up at the ceiling, hoping that the easier access to your neck will urge me on. My fingers continue the journey across your back. I begin to undo your bra.

I am careful as I undo your bra. Maybe it is my lips against your neck, but it seems you are hoping for your bra to just come off quickly. I am taking my time. I enjoying kissing your neck. My lips begin to venture across your shoulders, as far as they can go without going under your shirt.

You finally feel your bra fall away. My hand quickly slips it out from under your shirt and returns to your back. My hands press a little harder against your back, pulling you just a little closer to me. The pace of my kisses quicken, though maybe you just imagine that is so.

My hands begin to venture back down your back, pulling you closer to me along the way. Your body is now pressed against mine. You can feel my muscles through my shirt. Your hands pull me closer to you. Not a spec of air is between us now, only our shirts. You desire the feeling of my body against yours. so badly

You feel a few of my fingers leave your body. The air around your back begins to flow. I slowly pull your shirt upwards. You have to pull away from me for a moment to let it skip upwards along your front. Now your belly is exposed. You want to feel my skin against yours. You take the opportunity to lift Ankara escort my shirt up. My chissled figure presses gently against you. The desire within you builds.

Our lips lock again. My hands slide under your shirt and lift it above your breasts. I cannot help but stare a moment at your amazing cleavage. You can feel me getting harder. Just the sight of your body urges me forward. At last your shirt leaves your body. Mine follows shortly. Now there is nothing seperating our bare skin.

I look once more into your eyes before plunging my mouth back to yours. Each of my hands slides quickly but gracefully up your stomach and underneath your breasts. I gently stroke your nipples with my thumbs, teasing you a little.

You begin to gasp a little in pleasure. I take the opportunity for my mouth to venture downwards. I quickly pass your neck. My lips press against your chest, though my pace downwards slows. My fingers dance around your nipples, seeming to avoid them a little. Obviously just teasing you. You can feel my hardness against your leg. Something in your mind can’t decide which feeling you want more attention from.

My kisses slowly go further down your body until my face fits perfectly between your breasts. I turn my head to your right. You can feel my lips against the side of your breast. My hands join that side too. I gently push your nipple towards my mouth. You feel the tip of my tongue press against you. A pang of pleasure ripples around you. Your hand pushes my head forward, urging me on. Your deep breaths of joy make your chest move around. Keeping close to you is a little difficult.

The feeling of my tongue playing with your nipple seems to pulse around your body. You can nearly hear the beating of your heart. I certainly can. One Ankara escort bayan of my hands leaves your body for a moment. You have but a second to think of where it is going before you feel it quickly slide down your pants. My finger slides against your clit. The earthquake of pleasure and suprise wracks your body.

Somewhere in your body, these waves of joy meet. You seem to lose control of yourself. You are not sure you want it anyway. I take the opportunity to venture my lips to your left. You do not gain any more control of yourself, but do you really want it anyway? My hand below your pants teases your clit. My fingers remain above your underwear, though you wish there would go underneath. Your legs begin to part a little, hoping that will urge my fingers deeper into you.

It seems your actions have achieved their goal. You feel my hand slide across your underwear just a little, pulling them to the side. My fingers now brush your clit without any obstruction. My mouth keeps playing with your nipple, though the pace now quickens a little. Despite the feelings flowing around you, you can’t help but want more. You find your hands slipping under my belt and pulling my hips against you as best you can.

It is obvious my erection cannot get any harder. My desire for you is evident. Your hope for me is too.You try to remove my belt, though it is difficult with so many feelings running around your body. Eventually, my pants fall and my erection is easy to see. You try to look at my body a moment but the feeling of a finger sliding into your pussy makes it difficult. The wetness of your pussy makes it easy.

As I rub your G-Spot your moans of pleasure urge me on. I begin to kiss your neck again as your voice rings around the room. My other hand slides Escort Ankara down your body and grasps your butt cheeks. I seem to pull my fingers a little deeper into you. You try to pull my boxers down. It is diffucult with all these feelings echoing around your body. Eventually they slide away. Now all you want is for me to remove your pants and slide myself into you.

It seems I am leaving you with this desire on purpose, teasing you a little further. You cannot take it any more, you try your best to remove your own pants to let me into you. You enjoy my wandering fingers, but you desire a little more.

After what seems like just a little too long I slide my fingers out of you and plunge myself into your soaking pussy. Another great pulse of pleassure travels all around your body. You loose what little control you had of your hands and just let me into you as far as I can go.

My hips push against yours, my shaft rubbing against you. Each thrust calls forth a moan of pleasure from your mouth. Each call you make quickens my pace just a little. Something within you wonders if you should not call at all for that reason. You can’t help it though. You have little control over your body right now.

Your hands grip my butt, trying to push me into you. Your orgasmic joy makes any task you try difficult at best. I rush some fingers through your hair and grip just a little, pulling your head back a bit. I again kiss your neck. All these sensations rush around your body. Your yells keep me going. Each orgasm leaves me wanting more. I push as deep into you as I can go.

You see that I am trying to hold on to the load inside me. I want to explode for you, but I enjoy your pleasure so much. You motion to your breasts, hoping that I get the message. I continue thrusting myself into you, harder and harder. Until finally you know I cannot hold myself back. I pull my cock out of your body and explode all over your breasts. You hold my cum against you as my last drops fall onto your body.

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Like the rest of the house, the sauna was top-of-the-line. The cedar was fragrant and perfectly joined. The ceramic heater was quiet and powerful, and there was a 3-spectrum EMF source as well for that totally wealthy detox setting. It smelled great, and as the door closed behind us, it felt great as well.

Lindsey quickly stepped up onto the seat in front of me and opened her towel as she turned to face me. Holding the ends, she shimmied a little bit with a wicked grin and then set the towel flat on the upper bench. Holding my eyes, she settled herself on the towel and scooted forward so that her ass was on the outer board. She drew one knee up so that her heel caught the edge beside her and let the other leg drape down. I smiled in return as she opened her body up to my gaze and stretched backward to arch her breasts up provocatively.

“Good enough to eat, you said?” she purred, her eyes half-closed.

“Always!” I said fervently.

I whisked my towel off and folded it twice to make a thick pad, then dropped it onto the lower bench. My knees landed on it a moment later as I clambered into place and leaned over her, my hands on the upper bench beside her ass. That put me at the perfect height to kiss and then give a quick suck to each of her nipples. When I released them, the sudden wet heat made them pucker in surprise and Lindsey’s lips fell open in a tiny gasp. I smiled and settled myself lower, moving my hands to her inner thighs and caressing them.

Looking up at her with a smile, I saw her watching me as my lips moved forward to her waiting pussy. I nuzzled all around first, kissing her mound, her inner thighs, and the smooth line of her labia to tease her a little bit. She squirmed happily on the bench and widened her legs for me.

Taking that as a signal, I plunged my tongue between her lips and licked deeply, lapping happily at her inner walls. She grabbed my hair with one hand and lay back with a groan. When she was good and wet, I rested my tongue and nibbled up and down the delicate edges of her inner lips, all while I stroked her thighs and belly. She continued to moan her approval. I smiled to myself and kept working on her pleasure. Bringing one hand down, I quickly licked my middle finger and then eased it into her tight, wet pussy, twisting my wrist to move it inside her. Her eyes closed fully and a blissful smile crept across her face. After a few revolutions, I crossed my fingers and added another one inside her, keeping up the twisting motion. Because of my hand in the way, I could only reach one side of her with my tongue, so I moved my attentions higher and began to lick steadily on either side of her clit. That combination brought a deep groan from Lindsey.

“God, that’s so good!” she gasped happily after a moment.

I kept it up for a few minutes and then pulled my fingers out abruptly, loving the way her pussy closed slowly in their absence. Lindsey’s moan took on a tone of complaint, but I didn’t leave her hanging for long. Instead, I abandoned her clit and used my thumbs to spread her labia wide, opening her tender flesh to the sauna’s air and licking gently all around. That caused a more satisfied sound reaction and I smiled to myself, enjoying the range of pleasures I was giving her. Moving lower, I used the very tip of my tongue to tease her backdoor, flicking all around it and nudging the center every once in a while. Lindsey was breathing heavily and when I glanced up, her eyes were open wide and a look of amazement spread across her face.

“Holy shit, Steve…do that some more!” she gasped.

Her hips moved forward a tiny bit and she lifted her other heel to the bench, spreading herself wider for me and bringing her ass up another few inches. I lapped as far back as I could between her cheeks and dragged my tongue along her sensitive rosebud again and again, stopping when I reached Ankara escort the bottom of her slit. With each pass, I used more pressure, spreading my saliva into her folds and relaxing the tight right of muscle bit by bit. When I thought she was ready, I licked my middle finger again and placed it against her tight little opening, pressing firmly and licking her perineum non-stop. Her ass tensed at the pressure, but then I heard her take a deep breath and felt her relax herself, allowing the tip of my finger in just a fraction. I smiled again to myself and started lapping at her pussy some more as I began to pump my finger in and out of her, gaining a little ground each time. When the widest part passed into her, she groaned and I felt her clamp down on me for a moment, so I moved my tongue up and started swirling it around her clit for real. The response was instantaneous. Her legs tensed and her ass lifted higher, pushing against my intruding finger and my tongue, desperate for more. I gave her exactly that, pulling back and driving my finger fully inside her ass while zeroing in on her clit relentlessly. She twitched and pushed herself into me for another thirty seconds, but when I began sucking on her clit, she lost it entirely.

“Oh my god…oh my god…oh my GOD!” she moaned in a crescendo of pleasure.

The final “GOD” rang out full voice as her whole body spasmed. Her ass pulsed around my finger and I felt a rush of her juices coat my chin, so I released her clit and transferred my suction lower, moving my tongue gently along her slit to collect every sweet drop. As her body slowed its trembling, I pulled my finger gently from her ass and began kissing all around again, careful not to touch anything too sensitive. Both hands were in my hair at that point, and her grip went from painful to caressing as she came down from her peak.

When I looked up at her face, her eyes opened and she smiled tiredly down at me between her thighs. Her knees were sagging with exhaustion, so I pulled my body back out of the way and she gratefully let her feet down to the bench beside my knees. While she was doing that, I discreetly wiped off my finger on the towel I was kneeling on and then rested my head against her thigh while I stroked her calves.

“You,” she said in a thick voice, “are just FULL of fucking surprises!”

I grinned at the compliment and kissed her soft, tan belly. She tousled my hair affectionately and then curled herself into sitting upright, moving her hands to cradle my face.

“No one ever did that before,” she whispered. “And it felt amazing!”

“Lucky guess!” I said in a self-deprecating way.

“Lucky, my ass!” she snorted.

“I guess so!” I responded, chuckling at her pun.

“Someday…” she began before her voice trailed off musingly.

“Someday what?” I prodded.

“Someday, I’m going to let you fuck my ass, Steve. No one has ever done that to me. Would you want to be the first?”

“I would love it,” I told her simply. “But it’s probably not a good idea in the sauna!”

She grinned and said, “I think you’re right. That calls for a different night, a LOT of wine, and some serious lubrication.”

“You let me know!” I offered, nodding my head.

“Come on,” she said suddenly. “I need some wine. I’m dry as a bone after all that heavy breathing, and I’m way overheated!”

“Sounds good,” I admitted, standing up out of her way.

We both grabbed our towels and stepped out of the sauna. The warm, fragrant air of the spa room felt much cooler after the heat, and we moved quickly to the tub. Lindsey recovered her cast-aside robe and grabbed me another out of the cabinet. I unrolled it and started to put it on, but she stopped me by grabbing my hands.

“Don’t bother tying it, mister teacher!” she said playfully.

I chuckled and grabbed the Ankara escort bayan wine glasses, handing hers over. It was warmer than it should have been, but deliciously cool after the arid heat of the sauna. We both took a few sips and let the moisture soak into our parched throats.

“That’s better!” she said finally, setting her empty glass aside.

I finished mine and set it beside hers. Lindsey smiled and flowed up to stand against me, both of our robes hanging open so that her breasts pushed into my ribcage and my cock lay against the warm, taut skin of her belly. One of her feet moved between mine so that her thigh angled between mine and brushed my balls gently. Her face tilted up to mine and her arms went around my waist inside the robe.

“I think I need a real kiss,” she whispered.

I smiled gently and tilted my lips down to hers, closing my eyes happily. Her lips parted and I tasted the sweet fruit flavor of the wine as our tongues gently explored each other. Time stood still and we both lost ourselves in that kiss for uncounted minutes. Finally, though, the warmth of her body, the slight rocking between us, and the tender passion of the kiss made my cock stir against her and a drop of precum slipped out against her skin. Lindsey giggled and pulled back a bit, looking down and then looking up at my face again with a playful smile.

“I think it’s your turn again!” she giggled, reaching a quick hand between us to squeeze my cock. “Come on!” she added, tugging me behind her as she turned.

I was in no position to argue or resist, so I followed her past the big jacuzzi spa tub to the wide couch beyond. She let go of my cock and pushed me down so that I was sitting on the low cushion in front of her. She cradled my head against her breasts and kissed the top, then tugged my face up so that she could kiss me again.

“Lay back,” she whispered, letting me go.

I did as I was told, my feet staying firmly planted on the floor while my head came to rest on the back cushion. Lindsey giggled and pointed to the end of the couch off to my right.

“Put your head up there so I can get between your legs,” she said with a smile.

I moved into the requested position and she climbed up and planted one knee and then the other between my legs. She settled herself lower and her left hand cupped my balls warmly while her right made wide circles on my chest and stomach, tickling the hairs lightly.

“I kinda lost count,” she said quietly, “but I feel like I owe you a thank-you!”

“You don’t,” I said with a smile, “but I’m not going to stop you!”

She smirked and brought her right hand down to my cock, standing it upright and leaning over so that I could feel her warm breath on the glistening tip. Her tongue darted out to catch the glistening drop there and then stayed to swirl around the throbbing crown of my cock. Her lips formed a tight ring there and after a deep breath, she sucked and lowered herself an inch, licking all around to lubricate her passage. After a few deep bobs, her mouth was more than halfway down my cock and I could feel myself bumping the back of her throat. Her hand stayed out of the way, simply keeping a thumb-and-forefinger ring around the base as she sucked me. I groaned happily and stroked her shoulders to express my appreciation.

My head was slightly raised on the cushion, so I could see down the length of my body and admire her technique and the sexy look of concentration she wore. I knew I was in for a good time already, but I almost giggled myself when she took a deep breath through her nose and lowered her head all the way, taking me effortlessly into her throat. She moved her hand to my thigh and hummed, sending a thrill of vibration along my shaft. Clearly pleased with herself, she rocked there for a moment and I felt her tongue dancing all Escort Ankara around the base of my cock. Then she pushed off with her hand and rose up slowly, sucking hard all the way. Over and over she did that, rising and falling all the way down until her nose was buried in my trimmed pubic hair, humming around my cock, and sucking her way back up. I could have lain there and let her do it forever, but Lindsey had other ideas.

Her hands came back into play and she pushed my cock up to my belly, allowing her thumbs to graze up and down the thick ridge on the bottom. Her tongue lapped warmly across my balls, licking each one in turn, and then she sucked each one into her mouth and swirled around it. My eyes closed in bliss and my head fell back against the cushion. Her thumbs stayed in position, but her fingers laced around the other side of my shaft and she began to stroke me steadily with both hands just the way Grace had done a few days earlier. I smiled at the memory, but Lindsey had more in mind. Her tongue left my balls at last and traveled lower, licking along the tendons of my inner thighs before dancing along my perineum from side to side. I spread my legs wider to give her access and I heard her chuckle. When her tongue slid between the cheeks of my ass, I wasn’t surprised, but I was delighted as she used the tip to tickle my anus. This was excellent payback for what I had done to her!

I was sad when she stopped this routine and pulled my cock upright once more, but I recovered quickly. Her mouth went back over my cock and began sucking me again. This time, though, she stole a play from me and I felt her slippery finger tapping on my backdoor. I tried to relax and she sucked me steadily as her finger dipped deeper and deeper inside me. When her slender finger was in all the way, I felt her curl it inside me in the same rhythm as she was bobbing up and down and a throb of pleasure shot through me. That had to be the magic prostate button! I groaned in appreciation and thrust myself up a little bit to urge her on. Lindsey did not disappoint me.

With long, steady strokes, she swallowed my entire cock, licked the base with her darting tongue, and then rose up again. At the top of each stroke, she squeezed the base with her free hand and sucked hard on the head before plunging down again. Her finger, meanwhile, kept up its relentless curling deep inside me, each motion bringing a spurt of precum up along the shaft. She sucked them away as they appeared, but hummed with pleasure periodically. When her hand began to follow her lips up and down, I knew I was going to lose control entirely.

“Oh, fuck, Lindsey–don’t stop!” I moaned, thrusting my hips up at her. “I’m going to cum so fucking hard!”

I felt her growl with anticipation and then go back to her task. Finger, lips, tongue, throat, and hand all worked in perfect unison for five more strokes before my balls tightened and every large muscle in my body clenched at the same time. Lindsey swooped down and held the head of my cock deep in her throat as I exploded, sending pulses of sperm straight down her gullet, each one triggered by her finger nudging my prostate. I was usually good for five or six shots, but the mass of stimulation kept me going far longer, bringing ten and then twelve waves of pleasure that she accepted greedily. I felt her swallowing periodically to keep up with the flow and that, too, was a wave of stimulation that kept me going.

Finally, though, I was empty and although I was still throbbing deep inside, nothing more was coming out. Lindsey slowly allowed her lips to move up my cock, maintaining a perfect vacuum to get every salty drop she could. Her finger slipped out of my ass at the same time my cock popped from between her lips and flopped back onto my belly completely spent. She rested her head on one thigh and stroked the other with her clean hand while I came down from my high.

“Holy shit!” I whispered at last. “That was incredible!”

I looked down at her and she wore a satisfied feminine smile that was proud and sexy and beautiful all at the same time.

“I think we’re even,” she murmured, her eyes dancing.

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NOTE: This is my entry for Literotica’s 2022 Valentine’s Day Story Contest. It is a stand-alone sequel to my story “Elf on a Shelf” and picks up with Honey and Zach a couple months after the events of that story. I hope you enjoy it, and please don’t forget to vote and comment!

Honey Lane sat on a tall stool in the corner next to Zach’s kitchen counter, sulking as she watched him walk slowly around the table at which sat a girl and two boys between the ages of 7 and 10. The dour silence of the spacious industrial loft suggested more that the children were completing a college entrance exam with a severe proctor, rather than completing Valentines to be distributed in class the following Monday.

Honey crossed her long legs and sighed again, earning a piercing glare from Zach. She had been looking forward to helping Zach’s niece and nephews with their Valentines for weeks, and now she was only allowed to observe it from five feet away. She crossed her arms and sighed again. This was the worst punishment ever.

Zach continued circling the table, trying not to notice how Honey’s folded arms pushed her breasts together, the neckline of her fuzzy sweater dipping between them. Beneath the soft woven folds, the silken white skin of her breasts probably still bore the red marks of his passion, his teeth and lips remembering the feel of her shuddering with pleasure under them only moments before his sister dropped her kids off for the afternoon. Jesus Christ… she just uncrossed and crossed her legs again, totally oblivious to the way she flashed him an upskirt every goddamn time she did it. Unless she wasn’t oblivious to it… with Honey, it was hard to tell.

Zach could tell that Honey was just dying to hop down from the stool, scamper over and huddle with Amarie, Fallon and Logan, as they wrote their names on the stupid little perforated papers and stuck a pencil through the pre-punched holes for a stupid commercial holiday that was supposed to celebrate love. Honey would ask them questions about their classmates, help them choose the right stupid Valentine message for the right classmate, put stickers and shit on the cards, and generally sprinkle that fairy dust that she seemed to bring to anything she did. She was a born nurturer and would make this whole thing magical for the kids, but it couldn’t be helped. Honey had scared the shit out of him and she needed to learn a lesson. It would be hard, but he just had to be strong. She would not be getting out of this. Not this time.

“Done!” Fallon yelled, slamming his pencil down on the table.

Logan looked up from where he was working on his third personalized Valentine message, apparently trying to sign each of them in rudimentary calligraphy, and frowned, “You just put ‘F’ on all of them,” he said in disgust, “It looks like you’re giving them a bad grade…” he said, shaking his head and returning to his careful scrivening.

“I am. Everyone in my class is a jerk. What are these things supposed to mean, anyway? All these cards sound stupid. Like you’d really walk up to someone you like and say ‘Let’s swing!’ I haven’t asked a girl to swing in years. I’m too old for swinging,” Fallon griped, looking at his Spiderman sticker cards.

A snort of suppressed laughter came out of the corner of the room, followed by the sound of a body collapsing to the floor in a fit of coughing. “FOURTH FUCKING PLACE! ON YOUR FACE, MAGGOT!” Zach roared. In the corner, hidden among the gym equipment, Zach’s friend and loyal wingman Terry promptly scrambled up into pushup position again without a word.

“Thirty-two,” the children said in unison, prompting Zach to put another dollar into a large money-stuffed jar labeled “Language Arts Scholarship” in the middle of the table.

Amarie sighed and looked longingly over at Honey, who smiled ruefully and gave her a little wave from her stool. “Why is Miss Honey on the naughty stool, Uncle Zach?” she asked.

“Cards,” Zach ordered, walking over to block Amarie’s view of Honey with his massive body. Amarie resignedly turned back to signing her pink and purple mermaid cards that came with scented tattoos.

Zach knew Amarie would be a problem. She adored Honey, and there was very little that Amarie’s big brown eyes and reddish curls couldn’t talk him into. She had a tender heart that couldn’t believe anyone deserved to be punished… especially not someone as soft and sweet as his Honey. Goddammit.

Honey leaned forward and pressed her cheek against the tightly muscled wall of Zach’s back, then reached her hand up under his t-shirt and began gently scratching him. She could feel the warmth of his skin seep through the tight cotton, and smiled as she snuggled into him, still grazing her fingernails across the skin of his back. Zach’s mind flashed back to this morning when her nails were not so gentle as he pounded into her tight, wet pussy, her nails digging deep, scoring his flesh in her ecstasy.

A noise Ankara escort of pleasure escaped him before Zach disguised it as a barking cough, and quickly stepped away until he was a safer distance away from the irresistible vixen sitting, most deservedly, on the naughty stool. Shaking his head to clear it, Zach tucked his t-shirt back into his jeans and folded his arms. “Miss Honey is on the naughty stool because the other day when I got back from the race in California where I had to drag Terry’s ass across the finish line in FOURTH PLACE BEHIND THE FUCKING BUBBLEHEADS,” Zach ranted, before pausing to collect himself and continuing, “I go over to get Miss Honey at her apartment and find her giving a fucking haircut to a naked guy in her fucking living room!”

“You cheated, Miss Honey?” Fallon gasped in disbelief, at the same time Logan called out “Thirty-six!”

Zach fished a five-dollar bill out of his wallet and put it into the jar, taking a one out for change. A foot stomped on the floor and he glanced up to see Honey with her hand raised in the air, outrage written on her face. He raised his hand, blocking his view of her face and the heart-melting effect it had on him, and looked away dismissively. “He was not naked! Cade had a towel on!” Honey yelled in protest.

Zach strode over to her, took her chin in his hand, trying to think of something harsh and authoritative to say, but got distracted by her plump lower lip instead, remembering how it felt to suck it between his own and have her open her mouth, hungry to accept his tongue. He could smell the faint strawberry scent of her lip balm and closed his eyes, clenching his jaw in an effort not to kiss her. “No talking on the naughty stool,” he murmured, his eyes dipping down to let his gaze rove over her soft breasts, loosely wrapped in her fuzzy sweater. Honey smirked and kissed his palm.

“Miss Honey would never cheat,” Amarie said with resolute confidence. Honey nodded in agreement and thanks to the young girl, tossed her long hair over her shoulder and grinned up at Zach.

“Towel or no towel, I still saw Cade’s nuts when she was goin’ after him with the Flowbee,” Zach explained, turning from Honey as Logan opened his mouth with a look of question, “And no, ‘nuts’ doesn’t count as a swear,” Zach finished, pointing at Logan.

Zach resumed his rounds of the table, continuing his story. “So, of course, I reacted like anybody else who saw another guy’s nuts in his girlfriend’s living room, and she has the balls to tell me not to yell because it’s not good for Cade.”

“I think ‘nuts’ should be fifty-cents… ‘balls’ too,” Logan said, thoughtfully. “They might not be swears, but they are… indelicate.”

Zach turned to Honey and silently mouthed the word “indelicate?” to her, a discomfited look on his face. Honey bit her lips, and another snort of laughter erupted from the corner where Terry was still in starting push-up position. “FOURTH PLACE, MAGGOT! YOU GOT NOTHING TO LAUGH ABOUT EXCEPT THE SIZE OF YOUR—” Zach roared, before pausing and breathing deeply and continuing in a calmer voice. “Anyway. Turns out, this guy Cade just got back from a tour and was dealing with some PTSD when he saw another guy’s balls in his living room, too, only his girl wasn’t exactly giving the other guy a haircut. So, after a bit of trouble, he was living on the streets. No job. No money. Nothing. Then, a few days ago, Honey sees him eating some of the food she left out for a stray cat,” Zach said, his voice constricting as his throat tightened. He turned away from the kids to hide his face for a moment, only to meet Honey’s deep blue eyes and a whole new set of problems… like not remembering anything he was talking about before. She reached up and stroked his cheek, and then he felt all the blood in his brain drain down below his belt. Fucking hell.

“Miss Honey helped him, though, didn’t she?” Amarie said expectantly, more as a statement than a question.

“What? Yeah. Of course, she did,” Zach said with exasperation, looking down into Honey’s face, and trying not to laugh at her stubbornly set jaw. “Miss Honey never fucking heard of “stranger danger,” or met a wreck of a person she couldn’t care about. So, she takes this ‘Cade’ in, feeds him, gets him washed up, takes him shopping at the Salvation Army, and then takes his ass to the library to write up his fucking resume and apply for jobs, for cryin’ out loud,” Zach said, putting another two dollars into the jar before Logan could remind him. “When I got there, Cade was there in her living room with his nuts showing under the towel, getting a vacuum cleaner haircut, because he’d gotten a job interview with a moving company.”

“Yeah, but if she wasn’t cheating, I don’t see what she did wrong,” Fallon said, applying a scented mermaid tattoo to the back of his hand. “Is this what mermaids smell like?” he wondered.

“Yeah, well, just as I was cooling down, this ‘Cade’ starts Ankara escort bayan in on me for letting Honey stay in that piece of crap apartment of hers and taking in homeless guys. Even had the nerve to ask me what woulda happened if he’d been some addict, or worse, if someone that got to thinking that she was his girlfriend?” Zach said, folding his arms and looking down at Honey, who looked quite unrepentant.

“What? So, Miss Honey can’t be nice because they might have problems or fall in love with her?” Amarie asked. “That’s not fair! You wouldn’t even like her if she wasn’t happy and nice all the time because she was always worried about what would happen if the boys fall in love!”

“Ugh. Love ruins everything. Maybe that’s why these Valentines are all so stupid, so nobody actually falls in love…” Fallon said, with an air of realization. “Yeah… and then girls can take the pencil from the card and jab anybody that wants to kiss them, too.”

“If the burden was placed on women to be preemptively hostile to avoid rejecting unwanted affections, it might explain the decline of romance in the modern era… and ‘crap’ is an excremental swear,” Logan added offhandedly, not looking up from his fourth Valentine message. Zach’s eyes grew wide, his jaw going slack as he looked at his oldest nephew with unnerved awe and added another dollar to the jar without argument.

“They should really make these things with nunchucks…” Fallon added, looking down at his Valentines, “Nobody can kiss you if you have nunchucks.”

“The point is, even a freaked out homeless guy knew that Miss Honey did something dangerous that nobody should ever do! You don’t just grab strangers off the street and take them into your homes because there’s a lot of crazies out there that will mess you up for no reason at all!” Zach ranted at the kids.

A stomp from the corner made Zach turn back to where Honey waved her hand insistently in the air, her sweater pulling up and exposing a narrow bit of skin at her waist. The skin was pale and beautiful, like the rest of her, except where there was a slight bruise where his fingers had gripped her tightly as he pounded into her from behind in a haze of animalistic lust, only a few hours ago. “Yes?” he asked hoarsely, a dew of sweat breaking out over the back of his neck.

Honey cleared her throat, “Okay… say someone threatened to kill you and then scared you to death for a whole year by following you around… and then one day you wake up at their house all beaten up and they tell you that they’re going to keep you there and take care of you until you’re better. Should you give them a chance, or just phone an Uber and get the heck out of there?” Honey asked, putting her hands on her hips. A peal of laughter rose out of the corner where Terry was, and Zach stomped his foot, ending it quickly.

“I don’t know. That person sounds scary, Miss Honey… ” Amarie said, her large eyes concerned.

“That’s just insane. That’s like that movie where this crazy lady kidnapped this guy and makes him write books for her and then she smashed his legs with a sledgehammer when—”

“Who the fuck is letting you watch ‘Misery,’ Fallon?” Zach roared.

“YouTube,” Fallon said, shrugging.

“Jesus Fucking Christ…” Zach said, waving down Logan’s hand and stuffing more bills into the jar, then walked back to where Honey sat with a smirk on her face. Glaring down at her, he crossed his massive arms, and she crossed her legs again, squirming slightly on her stool. “Maggot, come watch the kids,” he barked as Terry collapsed on the floor with a relieved sigh. “I wanna talk to you in the other room,” he said, gripping Honey by the back of her neck and steering her up the stairs as she tried to control her giggles.

“But there isn’t another room… it’s all just one big room. Even your bedroom is just a big shelf—” Honey began, until Zach steered her into the bathroom and locked the door.

“Hey kids, what do you say we turn this into a dance party!” Terry yelled, and loud music quickly started blasting outside the bathroom door.

“Did they just fucking compare me to Annie Bates?” Zach asked as Honey dropped to her knees, unzipped his jeans and took out his painfully excited erection.

“Mmm hmph,” Honey said, hungrily filling her mouth with his hard cock, as his hand gripped the back of her head. Zach’s breath hitched as she began rubbing her tongue on the bottom of his mushroom head, clutching his flexing thighs. Groaning, he thrust back and forth slowly, watching his cock slide in and out of her wet lips.

“Just for that, you’re swallowing my load this time,” Zach growled, gripping her hair tighter and thrusting deeper. Honey just wrinkled her nose and relaxed her throat, letting him plunge and withdraw, clenching his jaw, loving the noises he made as his excitement grew beyond his control. With a strangled moan, he thrust deep and watched her eyes widen when Escort Ankara he swelled and throbbed down her throat, until he slowly pulled out and spilled the last hot pulses on her tongue.

Honey’s eyes glowed as she took him once more into her mouth and slowly slid back, cleaning him with her tongue, until the head of his cock slowly emerged from her wet lips and received a sweet kiss on the tip. He shook his head in amazement and lifted her up in his arms, overwhelmed again at the miracle of having her there with him, when there were so many ways that everything that had happened between them could have gone wrong. Still breathing raggedly, he bent down and kissed her, her eager and innocent passion for him touching him more deeply than he cared to admit. How in the hell had he managed to get this girl?

Zach lifted her up and set her bottom on the bathroom countertop and stripped her sweater over her head, bending and going after her neck first. He loved the way she shivered when she felt his lips and teeth drag across the smooth skin, the way she completely lost herself to him. She was already panting those soft sighs against the top of his head when he freed her breasts and took them in his mouth, and then he chuckled when she jumped at the sensation of it. God, he hoped she never changed.

Diving in, he devoured her soft pale flesh, her rosy nipples tightening under his busy tongue. He reached down, pushed her skirt up, and moved the wet gusset of her panties aside. He laughed again, feeling the abundant slippery nectar between his fingers, leaving no doubt that she wanted him just as much as he did her. He wanted to taste her, to feel her hips rise up under his mouth, begging him for more, but he knew Honey could never stay quiet enough, even with Terry blasting a dance mix.

Lifting his head from her breasts, he returned to her mouth, her nose, her cheeks… God, he couldn’t get enough of her. “Look at me,” he said in a rough whisper, smiling when Honey’s eyes opened obediently, seeking him through her haze of need. She bit her lips and whimpered when his fingers found her clit. “Don’t you come until I say,” he rasped, toggling her bud expertly. Honey moaned and wound her legs around him, pulling him closer, her back arching in restrained pleasure.

“Nnnnn… I can’t do it… please… please…” she begged, crying softly in loss when he slowed his ministrations, “Noooo…” she whimpered.

“Don’t you want to come on my cock, baby girl?” he said, finding his mark and sliding home into her warm welcome. “Now, come…” he said, kissing her softly and pulling her hips to him as he thrust deep.

“Aaaaaaaamph—” Honey’s cry was quickly contained by Zach’s hand covering her mouth, his other hand holding her steady as he thrust into her and felt her shaking and squeezing around him as she came. If he hadn’t just released in her mouth, there was no way he could resist filling her full of his cum again now. Instead, he just watched Honey’s eyes roll back as she clung to him, letting her orgasm take her away until it left her weak and pliable in his arms.

He held her against him, slowly moving inside her, waiting for her to recover. Always before, it had been a relentless push for the intense frenzied moment, almost blind to whatever person he was with, but with Honey that was all on its head. She was the experience, for him. Seeing her discover, taste, and feel was everything he wanted. He didn’t want to feel a surge ripping through him if she wasn’t there, too. It wasn’t real… wasn’t complete if she wasn’t there with him. Fuck… he was gone for this girl.

“There she is…” he murmured when he saw her eyes clear and smiling into his again. Relieved, he thrust faster, joining their bodies together with more force, now that she was able to be present to it. “There’s my girl…” he said, smiling and kissing her again.

“Zach…” she said, smiling back at him for no reason other than thinking he was something wonderful.

Looking at her, he started shaking his head, “God, Honey… I don’t know what I was thinking. I mean, it scared the fuck out of me… thinking what could’ve happened to you… but Amarie’s right. I couldn’t stand it if you were any other way,” Zach rasped, lifting her off the counter just to hold her closer to him. Honey wrapped her arms and legs around him, clinging to him as he kissed her desperately, plunging into her again and again. “Promise me… promise me you’ll never change…” he panted, lifting her and pressing her against the wall as his need grew.

“Ooooh Zach… it’s coming… uh… uh… uh… unnnhhhhhhmph—” Honey’s squeals were again silenced, this time by Zach’s lips. Thrusting with joyous abandon, Zach filled her again and again, pushing into her body, his release tearing through him, made complete only by her embrace, pouring into her his need, his heart, his everything… because she was the only one he wanted to have it.

A short while later, Zach and Honey slunk out of the bathroom, carefully primped and looking like nothing at all had happened. They needn’t have bothered, though, because the children were transfixed with a story Terry was telling, with his foot on the table and his pants leg pulled up to show a small wound on his ankle.

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My name is Lana. 37 years old. I’m tall 1.70 cm and I weigh around 68 to 70 kg. I have beautiful blue eyes and curly blonde hair. I work out at my home probably 5 times per week. So I have very beautiful shaped legs, a round ass and a pair of medium-sized tits. But my best asset is my lips. I used to get a lot of compliments from boys for my lips. I’m married to Ryan, who is a construction worker. He is 42. We met at a bar when I used to work there. We immediately fell in love and very quickly we got married.

From the beginning of our marriage, we agreed that we won’t have kids. So, our love life for a good time was pretty good. But soon, I realized that my husband was an alcoholic. Then problems started to appear in our lives. He started to come home at 3 or 4 a.m. I have tried to talk to him too many times, but nothing changed. So, all the nights I used to be alone in our house. Sometimes I played with myself and fantasized a lot. For a long time I asked my husband to find me a job, but he never wanted me to work.

Sometimes I felt like a slave. Of all these evils, my husband had a good habit. He always booked our summer vacation from February. And when July came, 15 days I relaxed on different beaches. Of course, my husband did not forget the habit of alcohol even there. But at least I enjoyed myself. This summer we were in Marco Island – Florida. This one I won’t forget. On the first day we were accommodated in a very luxurious hotel with a fantastic view of the sea. There were many couples in the hotel but there were also different families. After resting a bit in the room we decided to go out on the balcony and refresh ourselves with drinks and the view that surrounded us. That day we decided not to go to the beach.

At dinner, after we finished eating, my husband started with his habit. I said to myself (apparently I will have to please myself here as well). I could not stay still and watch while my husband was getting drunk, so I decided to say good night and went to sleep. After a long time, my husband came into the room barely able to stand, just told me he had met a young couple who had a 3-year-old child, jumped on the bed and started snoring like a pig. In the morning we had breakfast quietly, got prepared in our room and went to the beach. As soon as we got to the beach my husband shouted:

-Hey Jack, is there any free place to sit near you?

And there was the man himself, Jack. He was very tall, at least 1.90cm Dark Haired, very fit. So handsome I almost shitted myself. Then I remembered, my husband told me that he had met a couple of last night. I thought Jack must be him.

Jack- yes Ryan, of course there is a place for you.

We approached him but I couldn’t see his wife. Then he extended his hand and introduced himself

-Hello, I’m Jack.

-Hi I’m Lana, Ryan’s wife. Very nice to meet you. And I shook his hand. Very strong hand.

Jack- My wife and my boy will come soon. They are still at the hotel. You know baby’s stuff…

-Oh you are married? – I asked pretending not to know.

Jack- yes I am.

While my husband was arranging the towels on the tanning chairs, we continued the conversation.

-Have you been married for a long time? Asked Jack.

-9 full years – I answered

-Wow very nice. Me and my wife now 5 years married.

-It seems to me that you got married too young? Ankara bayan escort – I asked.

-I was 26 years old when we got married. But love knows no bounds and no age.

-I am glad for you…

-Excuse me for asking you but how old are you (asked Jack)?

I smiled.

-Ladies are not asked about their age Jack.

-Ah forgive me (and he started to blush).

-This happens to you when you get married young right Jack (I asked him provocatively).

-I guess you are right but you are in amazing form. For that reason I asked your age.

Then his wife arrived and we stopped talking.

-Hey honey, this is Lana, Ryan’s wife.

-Hello I’m Kirsten, very nice to meet you.

We introduced each other and continued to talk. Meanwhile, Jack took his boy and asked Ryan if he wants to play with them. Ryan just said no and laid in the chair.

As we talked to each other, I caught Jack staring at me.

As the day passed by most of the time I had contact only with Kirsten. Jack was busy with his kid. At one point my husband says to me that he will go to the restaurant to drink something. I told him I will stay with Kirsten. As we continued with our conversations, Jack came and interrupted us, saying that the boy needs to go to the toilet. Kirsten stood up and told Jack to get some rest on the beach meanwhile she will send the boy to the toilet.

Jack laid down in the tanning chair, looked at me, and started to smile. I smile too and asked him:

-What’s so funny?

Jack- nothing.

-Ok.

Jack- so how does my wife seem to you?

-She’s alright.

Jack- alright?

-I mean she is well-educated, good spirit but way under your league!

Jack- what do you mean?

-You are too handsome for her. That’s what I mean.

Jack- well I don’t know what to say!

-Nothing, just enjoy the vacation (and I laid too).

It was an awkward pause between us as nobody speaks. After some time comes to my husband and tells me to go swimming with him.

-Sure baby, let’s go (as I stood up, I bent over showing my ass to Jack, then I faced Jack and I saw that he enjoyed the view a lot. I smiled and winked at him). After a good swim, we returned to our place. Kirsten was back with their son. The day drove by with some small conversations. After a while, we decided to go to our room. As we walked towards our hotel, I told my husband I need to go back to the beach because “I forgot” my summer hat (which I left on purpose there). Before I arrived there, I saw Jack coming towards me with my hat in his hand.

-Thank you handsome.

Jack- you are welcome Lana.

As I started to walk I made sure my ass trembled from side to side. We took a rest in our room before we went for dinner to the hotel buffet. In the buffet, my husband grabbed some of his favorite food and of course his favorite thing: beers. I started to look at the food, and just when I started to grab some salads I saw Jack with a plate in his hand. I immediately approached him and said to him:

-37.

Jack- what?

-37 is my age Jack.

Jack- wow, 6 years younger than me.

-Well wines are better when they are aged, don’t they?

Jack- sure. Your husband is a very lucky man I must say.

-He is. or better say, he was when we first got married. 1 year was good, 2 ok and Escort bayan Ankara now… we’ll talk another time (and I left Jack there and went to my husband).

As the night passed, I thought a lot about Jack. He looked incredibly fit. I wanted to feel his body, his face and only I imagined what a big dick he has. The next morning we had our breakfast and I couldn’t wait to see Jack. We went to the beach and there he was again playing with his boy. I started to chat with Kirsten, but my eyes went a few times over Jack. My husband has always had a beer on his hand, from the morning…you can imagine what I was dealing with. After a while, Kirsten tells me that she needs to go to the toilet. so I joined her. She went into the toilet and I waited for her in their room. In the meantime there comes Jack with their boy.

Jack- hi Lana, how are you?

-Good, better now!

Jack (started to talk with a little voice) – has anybody told you that you have beautiful lips, Just like Angelina Jolie!

-Wow (and I started to smile). Just when I wanted to answer him, his wife came out of the toilet.

Kirsten- are we going to the beach or not?

Jack- honey our baby needs some rest, why don’t you put him to sleep, meanwhile I accompany Lana to the beach?

Kirsten- oh ok then.

Then I and Jack started to walk from their room to the elevator. When the doors of the elevator shut, I faced Jack and said to him:

-So you think I have beautiful lips?

Jack- yeah, and I’ll be more than willing to taste them!

-Go for it.

Then Jack put his fingers across my curly hair and started to kiss me slowly. It was a beautiful passionate kiss but I separated from him. Jack looks at me surprised why I separated from him.

-I don’t want anybody to see us!

Jack- damn. They taste nice. I want moore of you!

Then the door of the elevator opened and I told him:

-Go back to your wife. I’ll make a plan for us (then I started to go to the beach).

OMG what I just did. To hell with it, I don’t even care anymore. He is so fucking handsome, I must fuck him. After a while, I and my husband were on the beach and when I saw Jack and his wife coming towards us, I told my husband to go swimming. Then I asked Jack:

-Does anyone of you wants to come to swim with us?

Kirsten said that she has to look after their boy, so Jack said yes. I, my husband, and Jack entered into the water and chatted with the three of us. After some time Ryan told us that he is tired, and wants to get out of the water. So I told him to go out first and I would come right after him. Then I faced Jack and told him:

-Tomorrow when you will need to send your boy to rest in your room, tell your wife that you will go to the beach, and wait for me in the lobby. I’ll come after you and we will go to my room (and I started to get out of water).

I was so excited that finally I would be fucked by a handsome man. I couldn’t wait for the next day to come. Somehow I spent the night in my bed trying to sleep but all what I could think was Jack. The next morning I got up early and went to the shower, I got waxed my body, so I would be ready for Jack. We went on the beach, me wearing a hot pink bikini that shows a little more of my ass. Then Jack came with his wife and his kid. We continued as always with different conversations. Bayan escort Ankara Around 1 o’clock Kirsten told Jack that they need to go to their room because their kid needs some rest. They started to go to the hotel and I watched Jack as he left with his wife.

After a while, I told Ryan that I have a terrible headache and that I needed to go to rest a little. Ryan told me that he will come with me, but I insisted that he needs to stay on the beach and enjoy the sunshine. I left the beach and entered the hotel. When I entered the hotel, I saw Jack in the lobby. I just made eye contact with him and we met on the elevator. As soon as the elevator door closed, Jack started kissing me like crazy. I kissed him too but told him to wait until we got into my room. When we entered my room Jack started kissing me again and this time with all his tongue. Then he started licking my neck until he reached my tits. He removed my top and started sucking my nipples. God, he was good. I started moaning out of pleasure. He ran his hands across my but and squired them together. Sometimes he spanks them. I told him enough. Go and lie down in the bed. I went near Jack and got on my knees. Started removing Jack shorts and OMG he had a huge dick.

-Wow look at you. All this time you were hiding this from me? Come on Jack…

Jack- It’s all yours Lana, do whatever you want with him.

I started licking his dick from the balls up to his head. Then I opened my mouth and took his dick in my mouth. I moved up and down but always made eye contact with Jack. He started moaning. Then I took his dick out of my mouth and tried to put his balls into my mouth. But I couldn’t do it.

-Damn Jack. You also have big balls. Continued to suck them meanwhile I jerked his dick off. Then again I started to suck his dick but this time I was using my hand too. I left a lot of saliva in his dick, so he can be satisfied in every way possible! Jack couldn’t handle it, so he stopped me, otherwise, he would cum.

Jack- I think is your turn to lie down!

I did as Jack told me. Then he removed my pink bikini and started to lick my pussy. I moaned a lot. It’s been a long time since Ryan eat my pussy. I barely could handle myself. I told Jack to put his finger in my pussy. When he did, I cumed right away. I was shaking out of pleasure.

-Wow, thank you Jack. I needed that. But now let me fuck you. Then I stood up and Jack lied on his back. I jumped over him and started to ride him very slow. We both enjoyed ourselves a lot. After a time I started to move quicker and quicker, but jack grabbed me for my waist and started to fuck me hard. The noises that we made, I think somebody might have heard us. After I ride him, he threw me on my back and took my legs into his arms. He opened them wide and started to fuck me very deep. I grabbed him by the neck and squeezed him hard. I didn’t want him to finish.

-That’s it. Fuck my pussy Jack, fuck it. OMG, I’m gonna cum again. – Then he continued to fuck me harder.

Jack- let me fuck you from behind. I want your pretty ass to shake over my dick. -So I got in a doggy-style position. I told him not to move. And I started to shake my ass over his dick just like Jack wanted. Sometimes I teased him. Then he started to fuck me hard from behind, grabbed me for my hair and I almost couldn’t move. He was so strong, I thought we might break the bed.

Jack- I think I’m gonna cum.

-Cum all over my ass Jack, cum (then he released his hot cum all over my ass).

Jack- thank you, Lana. I hope we can do this again.

I could barely speak.

-Well leave me your phone number and we will see if we can arrange another meeting.

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Claire was gently fondling his cock when he awoke the next morning. It was strange waking up with her and not Anya. Seeing he was awake, Claire was about to remove her hand when he grabbed her wrist.

“Don’t stop.” He said enjoying the sensation of her hand on his growing cock. Releasing her wrist he reached for her lovely shaved cunt. She started pulling him as his finger slipped into her soft slit. She was still wet from the night before and he used it to lubricate her hard clit. She moaned stroking him harder, her excitement growing quickly. His whole finger slid the length of her parted wet cunt and breathing hard, she pushed against it. He pushed two fingers up inside her and then slid them out and placed them back on her clit.

“Oh fuck, rub it.” she murmured as her hand slid up and down the length of his cock, pulling him hard. He rubbed at her cunt fast. She cried out and shook as she came, her thighs closing hard, trapping his hand between them. Still cumming she pulled him faster, willing him to cum. He felt the numbness and cum rushed from his swollen balls, gushing out of his cock like a fountain and running down over her fingers. Still rigid and wanting her cunt, he rounded on her, kneeling between her legs and forcing them open. Pulling his cock hard and breathing heavy, he pushed his cock inside her wet cunt. Leaning forward, with his arms inside the back of her her knees, he forced her legs right back and her cunt up off the bed.

“Oh fuck.” She cried out, almost bent double, pinned to the bed, at his mercy with her cunt already filled with cock. Inflamed with passion and need for what lay between her legs, he thrust down hard into her body again and again.

“Oh yes, fuck my cunt.” She yelled out as he buried every inch of his long thick hard cock inside her. Forcing her legs right back, he fucked into her spread tight cunt. Fuck, he needed to cum. The front of him bashed against her spread cunt lips and then she cried out, her cunt cumming in a hard gush of wetness flooding out around his cock. With a loud moan, he sunk his cock deep inside her and pumped her full of cum. Oh God; she hadn’t been fucked so forcefully in ages. Having her legs pushed back almost onto her tits and his hard cock thrusting inside her cunt was so primal. Fuck, if he hadn’t cum, she would have let him take her ass too. She lay panting with cum running out of her open cunt as he knelt between her legs with his chest heaving. What the fuck was that. He just needed to fuck a cunt as hard as he could.

“Jesus, you can do me like that anytime you like,” She panted, her cunt bulging and contracting with the lingering orgasm deep inside her. She felt like she had been properly taken hard and it felt fucking good. There was nothing like his rigid thick cock driving hard down into her wet eager cunt. She wished she could fuck like that all day. He sat between her legs, softly rubbing the palm of his hand over her drenched shaved mound. He wished he was hard again. It was so good pumping his hard cock deep inside her wet cunt. Seeing it stretched around his hard thick shaft as he rammed it inside her. She may have been older but her wet open cunt was really to die for.

He watched from the bed as she got up and walked towards the shower. Please bend over to pick up your panties he wished. He wanted to see those glistening lips from behind. He wasn’t so lucky. Instead, he had to slide off the bed and walk to the bathroom door to watch her showering, Fuck, she looked so sexy as she bent at the knees to rub the soap between her open legs. She saw him watching her and beckoned for him to join her. As soon as he was in the shower with her, she was cradling his cock, gently rubbing it and making him hard again. Fuck he was nice and large in her hands. He leant against the shower wall as she stroked him. She rubbed the cake of soap over his cock and under his balls. He was getting hard, his thick shaft extending rapidly. He wanted her now and she wanted his cock inside her.

Still stroking his cock, she turned around and bent over. He moved in behind her and pushed his cock into her opening. She moaned with pleasure as she felt it slide inside. Oh yes, that’s what she wanted, his hard cock filling her eager wet cunt. She gripped her calves as he thrust against her ass, ramming his cock deep under her ass cheeks into her wet slit.

“Yes, that’s it, fuck me.” She cried out as he thrust himself hard against her. He wanted her and wanted to cum in her. His cock was straining inside her, needing to cum.

“Fuck me!” she yelled, pushing back on him hard. Gripping her hips, he thrust into her faster. She came, shaking, impaled on his cock. He let out a moan and thrust hard against her ass, his cock spewing cum deep inside her cunt.

His chest was still heaving as she soaped his body, washing him. She pressed against him, rubbing her naked body against his. Under the streaming water she kissed his chest and cupped his soft cock. He couldn’t see it even though it was right under his nose. She Ankara escort loved him. She had ever since she first laid eyes on him. She just wanted to put her arms around him and swallow him up. She knew he didn’t feel the same but she would be there for him always no matter what. He kissed her on the cheek and patted her bottom.

“C’mon, time for breakfast,” He said.

Anya and Paula had also woken up horny and wanting to fuck. Paula was at Anya’s side stroking between her open legs. Anya was moaning, her eager cunt wet with the fingertip rubbing at her aroused clit. She was nice and wet enough for Paula’s little surprise.

“I have something special for you.” Paula told Anya, withdrawing her hand from between Anya’s legs and sliding off the bed. With a frustrated half aroused cunt, Anya watched her go to cupboard.

“Lay across the bed with your cunt facing me.” Paula told her as she retrieved something from the cupboard. Anya did as she was instructed, her curiosity aroused just like the throbbing pussy between her legs. She watched as Paula turned around holding a machine with a long shaft and a large thick dildo stuck to the end of it. She had seen one in videos but never in person and her heart beat faster. Eagerly, she watched Paula erect it and plug it in, her legs were already open in preparation. Her pulse raced as Paula lubed the thick dildo and wheeled the machine between her open legs with the dildo pointed right at her excited cunt. She opened her legs wider, eagerly anticipating the dildo’s touch as it pressed into her saturated opening. She almost cried out when the lubed head pressed into her.

Paula switched the machine on and the dildo started to slowly fuck her, sliding in and out with even rhythmic thrusts. It felt amazing, the silicon toy penetrating deep into her cunt. Paula turned the speed up and it fucked her a bit harder. Fuck, her wet cunt came alive, the continuous forceful thrusts driving her closer and closer to orgasm. She forced her legs even wider apart wanting the fucking thing deep in her cunt. The speed increased. Oh my God, she started squirting on the verge of orgasm, every thrust of it inside her making her cunt squirt out a fountain of wetness.

“Oh fuck!” she cried out as she started to cum, her cunt bucking against the incessant lunging of the dildo inside her. It sped up more and shaking, she let out a loud cry, her cunt trapped in a continuous orgasm.

“Oh God, stop, turn it off.” She begged shaking uncontrollably with her cunt impaled on the ramming thick cock. Paula was bent in half with her legs pressed together, a puddle of her wetness between her feet. With her last squirt running down the insides of her thighs, she managed to stop cumming long enough to turn off the machine and pull it out of her. Anya was moaning on the bed and quivering uncontrollably, her stomach jerking with the unending contractions deep in her cunt. She had experienced hard orgasms before but this had taken over her entire body and wouldn’t stop.

“Fucking good isn’t it?” Paula said when she had finally calmed down to the occasional twitch.

“Oh God, I thought I was going to pass out.” Anya murmured breathlessly.

“It made me cum just watching you.” Paula said with a smile. “I hardly needed to touch myself.”

“Don’t put it away. It’s your turn next.” Anya said rubbing her recovering cunt softly. She definitely wanted to watch Paula get fucked by it when the turmoil inside her own cunt had died down.

“Oh don’t worry, there’s no way that’s going back in the cupboard before it been inside this horny cunt.” Paula said patting her aroused shaved pussy, its wetness dripping off her fingertips.

“Have you ever tried it in your ass?” Anya asked.

“What do you think?” Paula replied smiling slyly.

“What was it like?”

“Makes you want to bite on a piece of wood to start with, but after that. My God, I couldn’t stop squirting.” Anya liked the sound of that. She quite fancied the idea of having her mouth on Paula’s prolapsed cunt drinking her squirt while the machine fucked Paula’s ass and she told her so.

“You dirty girl.” Paula said. “I love the thought of you doing that.” So much so, it had Paula wanting to finger fuck herself right there and then.

“Do it.” Anya told her staring at her cunt. She watched as Paula bent her knees and opened her legs. Reaching down, she thrust two fingers into her drenched pussy and frantically pushed them in and out of it hard and fast. Moaning with wetness dripping off her hand, her legs began to quiver and she came, pushing her cunt forward with her two fingers jammed deep inside it. Anya thought her own cunt would explode just watching her. Paula was more than ready for that fucking machine now. She was heaving herself hard against her fingers, her aching cunt desperate to fuck.

The women quickly switched positions. Paula sat on the edge of the bed with her legs apart as Anya lubed the dildo and pushed it towards her. Paula leant back on the bed, raising her legs into Ankara escort bayan the air, ready to receive the lubed silicon cock. Gripping it, she fed it into her eager waiting cunt. As soon as it was in half way, Anya switched it on and immediately the cock began to fuck Paula’s cunt. Paula cried out, her already aroused cunt stimulated further with every thrust of the dildo inside her.

“Turn it up.” she cried out, desperate to be fucked harder and made to cum. Anya did as she asked and Paula gasped, pushing her hips up, fucking the machine back.

“Faster.” She almost screamed with her cunt now squirting and aching for orgasm. Anya turned it up again. The cock was hammering into Paula fast, driving deep into her gushing cunt, the bed saturated between her open legs. Rocking her legs in the air, Paula fucked the cock hard and finally, with a loud shuddering moan, came on it.

“Oh fuck!” she yelled as the dildo inside her kept her cumming. With her legs shaking, her cunt jerked upwards against it again and again, fucking the machine cock madly in her orgasm.

“Enough.” Paula cried out and Anya slowed and stopped the dildo fucking her. Paula gushed hard when Anya pulled the machine out of her bulged snapping cunt. Just like Paula, Anya had wet herself just watching her cum. That fucking machine was insane. She knew they were both going to have a lot of fun and heaps of intense orgasms together with it. Paula lay on the bed panting and moaning with two fingers inside her, trying to slowly rub away the turmoil raging inside her contracting cunt.

The business phone rang and Claire, the self-appointed office manager answered it. He watched as she listened for a few moments, said something in reply and returned to the breakfast table.

“That was Tiffany, your chubby girlfriend wanting someone for today.” She said.

“Pete’s got a job and Bills on a day off. I suppose I’ll have to do it.” He replied.

“You don’t have to look so happy about it.” Claire said smiling. “We all know you love fucking her, even Anya could tell.” She told him. Had it been that obvious? It must have been written all over his face when he said he would have to take the appointment.

“You are very attracted to her aren’t you? They say you never forget your first.” she said referring to the party when she won him. He just smiled back at her. “Well guess what.” She continued. “She asked for you not any of the others. I think you have a little fan too.” She said smiling. He thought so too. It was no wonder they were attracted to each other and fucked so well together. His day had suddenly taken a change for the better.

“She wants you to meet her at the Hilton at 2 o’clock. There will be a room key at reception for you.” Claire told him. “Oh, and then something about don’t be late or shell start without you.”

“Cheeky bugger.” He said laughing. He knew her well enough to know she probably would regardless. She wouldn’t be able to resist touching herself while she waited for him and his long thick cock.

All this had left Claire in a bit of a quandary as to how to spend her afternoon. She was hoping they might have had it together, especially after last night and this morning. Oh well she thought to herself. If she did get the urge, she would just have to call on the contents of her bedside drawer. Truth be told, after their fuck in bed and later in the shower, she was still in the mood. It wouldn’t be fair to ask his to fuck her just before seeing a client, but maybe he could finger her before he left. She rather liked the idea of his fingers inside Tiffany with her dried wetness on them. Even better still, she wouldn’t mind her own fingers inside Tiffany. She knew exactly what he saw in her lovely chubby cunt. That woman was just made for some sensual girl on girl action. Fuck, she had to calm down. All these thoughts were making her wet and her cunt throb.

Just for the hell of it he turned up at the Hilton reception desk at ten minutes past two. He hadn’t seen Claire before he left. She had been in her room with the door ajar and judging by the sounds emanating from it, she was probably having intimate relations with something that used batteries. Even with the excitement of seeing Tiffany again, he still had to fight the temptation to pop his head around the door to watch Claire, or even worse, join in. The reception clerk gave him the spare room key and he made for the elevators. Finding her room, he used the key card and opened the door.

“You’re late.” She said smiling from the bed where she sat propped against the headboard with her legs open wearing nothing but a pair of panties stretched tight across her lovely cameltoe. He noticed her panties weren’t wet so maybe she hadn’t started before he arrived after all. What he couldn’t see was that under her panties and in between her soft inner lips, she was slippery and wet, not from touching but just from thinking about his hard cock inside her.

“Traffic.” He lied smiling to himself.

“Let me make you a drink.” Escort Ankara She said. Smiling at him seductively, she dipped two fingers into the drink on the bedside table, slid her panties across and wiped the amber liquid on them up the length of her parted slit.

“So tempting.” He said. “But I’ll save that one for later.” He told her reaching for a glass and the bottle she had left on the bar. Pouring himself a drink he sat in a chair facing her on the bed. She looked so good sitting there with her big round naked breasts and her legs open.

“If you’re going to sit there ogling me, you may as well have a good view.” She told him reaching down and sliding her panties off. Now her cunt was completely bare and he was amazed how quickly the sight of it made him hard as it strained to be released in his pants.

“You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now.” He told her, his chest pounding.

“I think I do.” She replied reaching down with both hands parting her pussy to show him the glistening insides of her inner lips and the swollen erect clit between them. His cock jerked in his pants at the sight of her parted cunt and the pooled wetness at its opening. He almost groaned out loud when she slipped a finger inside it. Putting down his drink, he stood up and began to strip in front of her. She watched him intently and when he came to his pants with their huge bulge in the front, she pressed a finger to her clit and began slowly rubbing herself.

His cock sprung out hard and erect when he slid his pants down and her heart skipped a beat. It looked so fucking huge and instantly her cunt ached for it inside her. She was reaching out for it even before he had climbed onto the end of the bed. She took it in her hand and kneeling between her legs, he looked down and watched as she pulled it slowly and rubbed her clit at the same time. Precum flowed from its tip with excitement. He was hard and thick and ready to fuck her but she had other ideas. She wanted to taste him first. Leaning forward, she enveloped his huge swollen head with her mouth and greedily sucked up all the slippery precum flowing out of it. Fuck he tasted good.

He couldn’t wait any longer. Pushing her backwards, he wrapped his arms around her thighs and dragged her cunt to his waiting hard cock. Almost shaking with anticipation, she moaned as he forced the head of it inside her. Fuck it was big. She felt it stretch her wide open as it slid into her. Pushing forward, he drove his thick shaft inside her and she gasped with her cunt filled so fast and completely. Leaning over her, his hips started thrusting, driving his cock deep and up inside her aroused wet cunt.

“Oh God yes, fuck me.” She cried out wrapping her arms around his neck as he drove himself into her. Breathing hard and inflamed by the feel of his cock inside her tight pussy, he pressed his face to her large breast and sucked hard on her erect nipple.

“Oh shit, yes!” she cried, thrusting her cunt up to him as he fucked into her harder and faster, both of them now desperate to cum.

“Oh fuck.” She moaned as he slammed himself between her legs, his heavy swollen balls slapping her ass. Quivering under him she started to cum, her cunt bucking wildly in orgasm. The excitement of her cumming and her tight cunt squeezing his cock sent his cum rushing from his balls. Thrusting hard into her cunt his cock exploded, jerking as it pumped cum deep inside her. He collapsed onto her and they lay locked together, his cock twitching inside her cum filled pussy until her contractions forced him out of her.

“Fuck me that was good.” She panted as rolled off her to sit up on the edge of the bed. Standing up, he walked over to where he was sitting and retrieved his drink. With his thick cock glistening wither wetness and smears of cum, he sipped his drink watching her.

“Someone was excited.” She said feeling at her opening and all his cum leaking out of it with a fingertip.

“You do that to me.” He said as he stared at his handiwork flowing out of her cunt.

“I knew I should have blown you first.” She said still feeling between her legs. “What a waste of nice tasty cum.”

“I’m sure I could rustle you up some more.” He said smiling.

“Hmm, you’re making me wet again.” She hummed thinking about him cumming in her mouth.

“Really?” he said climbing back onto the bed and sliding his hand between her legs.

Pete arrived back at the house to drop off the Audi earlier than expected. He found Claire outside by herself having a drink. Pouring himself one, he joined her at the table.

“You’re early.” Claire said.

“I wore her out.” Pete said laughing.

“I wish someone would wear me out.” Claire said smiling.

“It’s like that is it?” Pete asked. “I can stick around if you like?” he offered. He would definitely be up for another fuck, especially if it was Claire. He remembered the threesome with her and Bill. She had a delicious cunt and really knew how to fuck. Claire’s eyes lit up at the offer. She too remembered the threesome and his lovely thick cock. Her cunt had been horny all day and the chance of having him inside her again was very attractive indeed. In fact, her cunt was getting wet as she sat there thinking about it.

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We’d only dated about three months before Adam took a job in California. I was still finishing school in Vermont and had one semester left before I could join him. We’d talked about staying together and about breaking up, but the sex had been so good, we decided we could weather a few months a part.One evening, while lying in bad and thinking about an especially hot night between us, I got the idea that it’d be fun to tell him how that thought was making me feel. I’d been feeling a throb between my legs for over half an hour at this point and the pleasurable ache was getting to be too much to take. Breathlessly, I picked up the phone on my night Ümraniye Escort stand and dialed his number. He picked up.“Hello?” he asked.“I NEED you,” was all I said.Though we’d never talked this way over the phone before, he knew immediately what I was getting at. He pretended like he didn’t understand, but I could detect amusement and arousal in his voice.“What do you mean, baby?” he asked.“I mean…I NEED you. Do you have a few minutes?”“I have all night,” he said. This time I could hear some breathlessness in his voice, too.“My fingers are moving down my tummy,” I said.“Where are they going?” he asked softly.“They’re Ümraniye Escort Bayan stroking my thighs and are moving slowly to between my legs.”Adam moaned. “Does that feel good?” he asked.“Oh baby, it feels so good.” I panted a moment before going on. “I’m sticking my fingers into my pussy and I’m getting wet.”He moaned again. “Now I’m rubbing myself. In circles. My clit is starting to swell!”“Oh baby, yeah.” Adam was breathing heavier now into the phone.“Where’s your hand, baby?” I asked him.“Shit, baby, I’m hard,” he said. “I’m stroking my cock and I can feel it getting bigger.” The thought of Escort Ümraniye Adam’s cock growing sent another throb between my legs and I moaned as the throb rippled through my lower body.“I want to stroke it,” I said. “I’m putting my hand around your cock and I’m squeezing the head with each stroke. With my other hand I’m cupping your balls and rolling them in my palm. Can you feel me?”“Oh god yes,” he said. Adam was breathing hard into the phone now, and I could feel my pussy grow wetter with every one of his breaths. God I loved to hear him turned on.“I’m stroking you faster now,” I said. “Jesus, you’re so hard!”All I could hear were pants on the other end of the line and I knew that Adam was beyond talking at the moment.“Baby, I need your fingers inside me!” I told him. Adam’s panting slowed and I knew he was collecting himself momentarily.“My fingers,” he said between short, fast breaths, “are inside you and I’m moving them in and out.

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It is late, I’m so very hot and I’m thinking of you. I so wish that you were here, I would give anything to have you with me, to feel your strong hands touching me, touching my body, to feel your breath on my skin, to feel your lips against mine. I have imagined what it would be like, and I just know that it would be incredibly erotic, so sensual.The room is completely dark and silent. Kurtköy Escort I lay back on the bed and close my eyes, I am imagining that you are here, right next to me.I caress my neck, my fingers slowly tracing down to the hem of my slinky nightdress, and then upwards over my soft skin, your touch makes me tingle, my nipples harden in anticipation, Kurtköy Escort Bayan my breath quickens. My hands over my soft breasts, cupping them and then pinching my erect nipples. I let out a soft gasp, my pussy reacts, the way it does every time I feel you touch me.. . . . . . I so want you to touch me, to want me, to be here, watching Escort Kadıköy me, helping.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I slide my hand down across my tummy, towards my thighs, they automatically spread for you. My finger slides along my wet slit, it is wet because of you, for you. I press my finger on my clit for a moment, I know how much you want to taste me, how much you need this.I slowly start to circle my clit, my other hand still pinching my hard nipples. My fingers slide to my opening, spreading the wetness back to my clit, it feels velvety, so ready to take you, for you to have me. I cannot resist the urge any longer, I have to do this.. I slip a finger inside.

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“I hate you,” Hannah growls as she slowly walks up the driveway to her in-laws house. Her husband, Eric, holds her waist as they approach the door, “Why am I always dragged to these things? You know your parents hate me,” she adds as he knocks, both waiting for someone to open it. “They don’t hate you,” he comments with a sigh, “They just hate how you dress,” she looks down at her peach colored sun dress, the fabric clinging to her supple breasts before falling away to drape over her hips and ending halfway down her thighs. “What is wrong with the way I dress?” she cries right as the door is opened. She turns and smiles at her mother in-law. “Eric, we were beginning to worry,” his mother chastises, “you never were so late as a child. Never,” she adds glaring at Hannah who just smiles sweetly at her, imagining all the ways she Anadolu Yakası Escort would love to get rid of the old hag. “We both got of work late, mother,” Eric says, kissing her cheek, “It smells delicious in there, can we come in, or are you going to torture us with just the smell?” he quips, making his mother flush. “Yes, where are my manners. Please come in, dearies,” she mutters. They follow his mother inside and to the table where Hannah’s father-in-law sits patiently waiting for them. The only other person at the table is Eric’s brother Kevin who grins wickedly as he spots Hannah. More than once has Eric had to fight him off of his wife. “Finally you made it,” his dad grumbles as the two sit across from him and his wife with Kevin on one side of Hannah. She smiles gently at Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan him before Eric’s mother starts to serve out dishes. She hands a smaller portioned one to Hannah with a look of “Test me, I dare you,” yet Hannah just smiles and accepts the dish. As dinner progresses, conversations fly all over the table, and Eric sits back and enjoys them all. Hannah debates fluently with her father-in-law on sports and politics, while his mother chastises Kevin for not getting the job at the firm. Their father stops bickering with Hannah and turns on Kevin too, interrogating him about his life. Suddenly, Hannah’s hand rests gently on Eric’s thigh, stroking it lightly. He looks at her curiously, but she keeps her eyes on the spectacle around them. Her fingers walk up his Escort Anadolu Yakası leg and slowly unzips his fly, her palm resting over his package. He tries to ignore the sensation of her hand wrapping around his length and stroking him gently, at first. Quickly, she tugs on his cock, the blood in his body rushing to make it hard. He glares over at her, but she continues to pretend to be interested in Kevin’s interrogation. Two can play that game, he thinks with a smirk. He takes his hand and runs it up Hannah’s smooth leg, slipping underneath her dress to her naked pussy. Of course she isn’t wearing panties, he thinks as he strokes her lips, teasing her clit with his thumb. She jumps slightly at the contact of his hand between her thighs, but she tries hard to ignore it. He slides a finger deep into her and she stifles her moan. She reaches for her water and drinks it to hide her pleasure as he thrusts another finger deep into her, stroking in and out. He grins as she chokes lightly when he pinches her clit before rubbing it swiftly. “Are you all right, Hannah? Your face is beet red,” Eric says with false concern as he continues to thrust his fingers into her.

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I come early to surprise you and although I call, you don’t reply. I tiptoe up the stairs, avoiding the creaky third tread, I’m wondering if you are taking a nap, but then I stop in my tracks, and smile. I hear sounds of water splashing and know your in the bath. As I get closer I hear familiar moans and I smile to myself. I know my ever horny girl is playing! I creep up to the door, and hear you murmuring, “That’s so good, please don’t stop, you’re making me cum. Keep going, keep going! Mmm, that’s so good. I feel my cock respond. It’s beginning to lengthen and thicken as imagine your fingers rubbing up and down the length of her slippy slot, teasing your clit. Before diving Bostancı Escort a finger or two into the hot warmth of the sex tunnel you keep hidden between your, long, smooth shaved legs This is too much, I am losing control. I imagine what your doing and I want to stroke my cock and free it from confinement, but that’s not tonight’s goal. Tonight I want to show you I love you, and that requires the selfless sacrifice of not having a wank while I listen to you make yourself cum. I have a horny smile as I back off downstairs and call, “Hi honey, I’m home.” I call louder as I climb the stairs noisily. I don’t want to frighten you and I slowly Bostancı Escort Bayan push the bathroom door open, poking my head round and giving you my best smile. You smile a sheepish smile back and say, “Looks like you caught me!” I was right after all! Her hand was between her legs. I’m imagining a finger in between her puffy pussy lips. She moved it out quickly but not before I had seen a sheepish smile cross her lips. She is sitting in a deep bubbly bath, blond hair cascading down to the water. It is slightly damp but not wet. You’re looking as sexy as sexy can get!”Well now,” I say. “What’s going on here then? As long as I can Escort Bostancı watch, I would say catching you is a good thing,” I say laughing. I come to the side of the bath and lean down to kiss you.Your soapy breasts look as enticing as ever and your nipples are like little bullets, I feel my cock again respond. Its hardness is now straining at the front of my trousers. I reach down and give you firm, pert mounds, a slippery massage. Sliding my hands over your perfect orbs, my gaze falls between your legs. Through the warm water I see the crack of your shaved pussy snaking enticingly between your closed legs, hiding the sticky sweetness I know lurks there. Running a finger slowly down your body, I trace the spongy crack between your legs, working a finger in between, gently rubbing your clitty on the way past, seeking out your wet place ! Oh! Oh! OH!”You’re being very very naughty!” I scold her teasingly, saying, “You’ll have to be punished for this!”You look up with a coy smile.

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