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The Preachers Wife. (Young wife escapes suffocating life.)

I was carrying a load of cloths on hangers, the final trip until tomorrow morning when I was leaving in the RV for warmer climates. As I left the garage I spied Lee walking down the road, hands in her jacket pockets, head down against the cold breeze.

“It’s a cold walk today.” I commented.

Startled, she looked up. “It is cold. I noticed you loading your RV these last couple days. When are you leaving?”

“First thing in the morning. This is the last load.”

“It’s a big RV.” She said, “The one we had fit on the back of a pickup. It must be nice to get away for the winter.”

“It is! Come on and take a look inside.”

“Oh, I better get moving….”

“You look cold,” I interrupted. “It’s warm in the RV. I’m testing the heater and everything I can think of before leaving.”

She hesitated and then moved toward me. I opened the RV door and followed her in.

“It IS nice and warm in here….. My gosh look at how big this is. I never realized how much room there is when it slides out.”

“I’ll just hang these in the closet and give you the deluxe tour.”

I went back to the bedroom. When I closed the closet door I realized Lee had followed me. She was reaching up, touching the TV over the bedroom window. Her jacket was unzipped, hanging open. A faded blue T shirt outlined fantastic breasts & erect nipples. She was braless!

She blushed and crossed her arms over her chest. “I didn’t expect to see anybody. I just got out of the shower and decided I needed to take a walk.” Then she blushed even more.

I need to clarify who Lee is. Lee’s husband is a preacher at a local fundamentalist church. She has been the dutiful preacher’s wife so far as I could tell. The few times I saw her socially Lee was quiet, primly dress and let her husband do the talking. Therefore my reaction when I realized she was braless.

“I’m sorry if I embarrassed you. It’s a guy thing. You know we can’t resist looking. Please forgive my bad manners. Being braless is common now days anyway.”

She uncrossed her arms, then pulled the front of her jacket together. I wondered if she would zip it back up.

To break the awkwardness of the moment I quickly moved past her to point out the obvious features of the vanity and shower. Pausing at the refrigerator I took a quick look, she seemed O.K. The jacket was still unzipped and open.

Being careful to look her in the face I asked, “It’s after 4:30 so I was thinking of having a drink. Will you join me?”

“I really need to get going……”

I stuck my head in the refrigerator, “Can I get you a Pepsi? I think I have some wine….. “

She wasn’t moving toward the door so I continued, “I’m having a Martini. I see I have some orange juice. How about a Screw Driver? You know, orange juice with a little vodka.” My pulse was way up.

“Mmmm. I don’t drink……. Well, uh, Caleb’s gone until late tonight so I don’t need to have his dinner ready…. Maybe just a little orange juice then. And, and just a touch of vodka since you are having some.”

She sat on the couch while I put ice in glasses. Lee was struggling to get out of her jacket so I leaned over to pull on a sleeve. When her hand finally slipped out she looked up to thank me. I, of course, was looking at her breasts. About then I became aware my swelling member was obvious and only a few inches from her face. Our eyes met…. Her face turned a bright red.

“Are you getting…. Are you going to get funny?” she whispered.

I held her jacket in front of me. “God Lee. I’m so sorry. It’s a natural reaction. Please forgive…..”

“No. It’s O.K. I’m not very worldly about ….. Well, I’ve never even gone braless out of the house before. I don’t hardly ever get out in public any more. Caleb just won’t allow it. He always worries I’ll do some awful thing that will embarrass him or his church.

I tossed her jacket on the driver’s seat and turned to finish making the drinks. This time I caught her as she glanced at my erection. Realizing I noticed she flushed red again.

“Face it Lee. You ARE an attractive woman. Certainly you get hit on from time to time.”

“No. That would never happen. Caleb’s church is very strict about such things.”

“Well, I hope you can forgive this sinner. I think you are class A attractive and not to be discourteous, but I would very defiantly hit on you…. given half a chance.”

She smiled for the first time. “You would?” then frowned “I sometimes wonder….. well, no one has ever…. It’s just that I doubt if anybody would see me that way.”

Looking up she asked, “Really? So you think I’m…. Well, you know…”

Leaving the drinks where they were, I moved to sit beside her. “My god yes!” I whispered.” She was so earnest and desirable I had to touch her so I caressed her cheek. She closed her eyes and nuzzled her face into my palm. Throwing all caution Anadolu Yakası Escort to the wind I leaned forward to kiss her. She met me with a marvelous, soft, prim kiss.

When we parted Lee sighed and sat back looking at her lap. “Oh. WHAT am I doing? That was… uh, very nice. Here I am, an adult woman and NEVER done anything the least bit out of line before.”

“You’re kidding.” I ungallantly exclaimed. “When was the last time you kissed someone other than Caleb?”

“Almost nobody but him. I was a very shy, 15 when Caleb came along.”

“Amazing!” I needed a moment to try and assimilate what was happening here. “Let me finish making those drinks.”

My dick was thick and trapped in my shorts so while I had my back turned I adjusted it more comfortably down my pants leg.

Neither of us spoke until I handed Lee her drink. I asked, “I’m confused Lee, you met Caleb in school? It can’t be. He’s a lot older than you.”

“No. That’s when he was pastor at our church down near Hanford where we were living.”

Drink in hand I sat and turned toward Lee. I was about to say something when I realized she was checking my pants again.

Tilting her head indicating the huge bulge she said with a smirk, “You look at my chest and I’ll look at that.”

We took a nervous sip of our drinks while avoiding each other.

Looking up Lee said, “This is awkward. I’m totally lost out of my tight little world.” Meeting my eyes she asked, “What is supposed to happen now?”

“After looking comes touching.” I ventured.

Her eyes never left mine as she replied, “Who goes first?”

“Guests always first.” I answered.

Her eyes still locked on mine she slowly reached over and pressed her fingers to the bulge. I carefully cupped a breast, my thumb caressing a hard nipple. Her fingers tightened around my dick causing it to surge and harden.

“We are going to do IT then?” she asked still holding my dick. “I feel so out of it… I’ve never…. But I want…. Well, you’ll have to clue me in.”

“We can appreciate touching each other a while. You will know if you want ‘the next step’.” I said, lying thru my teeth. I was so READY for her but knew this was a very delicate situation.

“I…. We…. It has always been what Caleb wants and when he wants it…. Damn! I shouldn’t be telling that. I feel so ….. well, dumb sometimes.”

Standing I reached out a hand “Come, I’m sure we’ll figure it out.”

She took my hand so I led the way to the bed. Lee hesitated.

Sitting I said, “Please let me slowly undress you.” She stood before me, waiting.

I reached for her jeans, unsnapped them and sliding my hands on each hip pushed my fingers inside the elastic of her briefs. Slowly I slid everything to her ankles. Not looking up yet, I lifted each foot to remove her shoes and pants. I ran my hands and eyes up her legs, thighs. I placed a palm across her butt. My other hand moved to lightly press the thatch of black hair before moving down to slide a finger between her warm, moist flesh. With a small moaning sound, Lee made an awkward, shaky move to open her thighs slightly, steadying herself by holding my shoulders.

I slowly rubbed a bit, then entered her vagina with a well lubricated finger. Looking up her eyes were closed. She was trembling, gripping my shoulder very hard.

When she opened her eyes I sat back and gazed at her nakedness. Lee stood still, studying my face as my eyes roved up and down her lovely body.

“I want to watch you take your T shirt off.”

Lee crossed her arms, grasped the bottom of the T shirt and slowly pulled it up over her breasts. She pulled the T shirt over her head, long hair falling to her shoulders. Lee slowly turned in a full circle for me. My heart was pounding with excitement.

My god but she is beautiful. A perfect ass, thin body and hard, dark nippled breasts.

“Oh,” she whispered, “I do excite you, don’t I?”

She sat on the bed beside me and lay back. “I want you inside me. Please do it quickly.”

I was still dressed so I stood, kicked my shoes off and while Lee moved back on the bed. Pushing my pants down my dick swung out hard and ready. I struggled out of my shoes and pants thinking to pull Lee to the edge of the bed and entering her.

She lay back, arms and legs outstretched, eyes closed. Fighting my urges I moved over her, guided my dick between her legs and slowly slid it up and down, gathering lubricant and little “Ooh, ooh’s” from Lee.

I knew when I was at the right place and slowly entered her with the hard, purple head of my dick.

She whispered, “Oh …my…. god!…”

Just two thrusts and I was full in. I held there, pulsing my dick. She made a small sound each time it jerked.

Lee was still in her original position, eyes closed, arms and legs out like a statue. I took a nipple between my lips. That caused a moan and raising of her chest Pendik Escort to press into my open mouth.

She didn’t move except for small gasps of passion. I raised my lips to hers, kissed her softly, while slowly moving my cock deep inside her. Her pelvis move against mine. Her arms moved up and down like a snow angel, but she otherwise lay like a statue.

Her eyes opened and she gazed deeply into mine. The wondering, wanting glow deep in her dark eyes sent electricity down my body and to my cock.

Staring at each other I began the fatal, hard, urgent pumping that quickly brought me off. She too began to gasp and grind her hips and then she began a high pitch squeal that changed to a gasping just as I came, blasting jet after jet of cum into her.

I slowly rolled to my side pulling her on top of me. She lay her head on my chest and shivered.

“What just happened? I NEVER went off when ‘Doing-It’ before.”

She made a couple experimental pumps with her butt. “Eeeew. That’s so good. I don’t want you to ever take it out.”

I lay one arm lightly over her back and with the other grasped a butt cheek, encouraging her to continue pumping. She obliged, moving carefully up and then a quick downward thrust to impale herself. Amazingly I was still hard as a rock. Her pussy clung to my cock with an unfinished urgency.

Lee whispered, “Do you think we can try and go off again?”

“Let’s try.” I answered giving my cock a hard shove upwards.

“Oooo…., eeee, Uuh! Wow!”

“Did I hurt you? Sorry.”

“That alright. It was just for a second. You went really deep.”

As she lay on me pumping her ass, I gradually slipped a finger between her butt cheeks until I found the button. Lee was on her elbows, face scrunched up, eyes closed, moving at a slow, deliberate pace. She emitted little humming sounds each time my finger tip touched her sphincter.

I couldn’t hold out. “Stop a minute! I’m going to cum if you keep that up.”

“Uh ah.” Was all she said and continued as before. I knew if I came again that would be it for a while. I pushed my hand, forcing her down tight on my cock.

“Oh yes, OH YES!” she hollered. Her pussy began pulsing and rippling on my fully embedded cock.

“Ow. Oooh. It’s too far in! ….. No, don’t stop. Don’t stop, Don’t stop.”

I wasn’t moving. She was. Harder and harder, down tight on my cock, slapping my body with hers. Her head dropped beside mine, she grabbed my shoulders and pulled her breasts to me, breathing heavily in my ear.

I went off again telling her quietly, “I’m Cuming, I’m Cuming.”

“Me too. Me too.”, she whispered and kept moving. I shot what I had and worried that I’d get soft before she was done. It was worry for no reason. My cock remained hard until she lay on me out of breath.

“Oooo. That one lasted forever.” Eventually she rolled over to lay beside me, one leg over my hip, her wet, drooling pussy against my thigh.

….. ….. …..

Lee reached between us to cup my softening dick and squeezed it gently.

“I never thought of the male organ as anything to give such pleasure. I’ve been married to Caleb for 12 years and never got any real pleasure from him.”

She began to cry softly. I stroked her hair and murmured “It’s O.K. Lee, It’s O.K.”

“Oh NO. That’s just it. IT’S NOT going to be O.K.!” and she released a torrent of deep sobs. I didn’t know what to do other than continue to hold her until they subsided….. Her strong emotion was scary I must admit.

The sobs abated, she became quiet. My arm was going to sleep so I tried to move it. She raised up on an elbow to look at me.

“My god. I’m so sorry. You don’t need any of this…. I’m so sorry… It’s just that I have finally come to the realization I can’t live my life as it is any more.”

“What does that mean?” We moved away from each other. Her hair was a mess, her eyes red a puffy. She was not a vision of loveliness… though I couldn’t help a quick look at those superb breasts.

I knew she needed some reassurance and for once in my life I got it right. I pulled her back to me, holding her head to my chest. Some rare women are natural affection kittens and when they come into your arms they are all there for you. She’s defiantly one of them.

Neither of us said anything for several minutes. Then I suggested, “Let’s go finish our drinks and talk for a while. O.K.?”

“Mmm, THAT would be nice.”

We got off our respective sides of the bed. She came around where her cloths had been tossed and bent over to pick up her panties. With my pants half way up I paused to admire the view as she deftly stuck one foot and then the other in her panties and pulled them up.

“Wait I’ve got a robe in the closet. You can wear that.”

She stood hands on hips, “O.K.”

I grabbed my robe from the closet and tossed it to her, picked up my T shirt and pulled it on as I went to Kurtköy Escort the kitchen. I dumped both glasses and started again. This time I made Lee’s drink a standard shot of vodka and mine a double.

We sat again on the couch. Lee slid a knee up turning toward me and let the robe fall open which meant I could see one breast, the smooth inside of a thigh and panty covered crotch.

“I love the way you keep checking me out. It’s exciting to feel attractive…. Wanted.”

I started to reply but she put a finger to my lips.

“Shhhh. Don’t speak, I might not say everything I want to tell you.”

She sat back, folded her hands on her lap, unintentionally blocking my view of her crotch.

“I’ve been thinking about getting away from Caleb for some time, but there seemed too many problems, so I did nothing. I have no where to go. My dad’s dead and my mother thinks Caleb is a direct descendent of Christ. She can’t see my problems. In fact she’s the one who insisted I go to Caleb.

He only wants me with him for show at public events and to take care of his house. The house……It needs to be just so, all the time. I can’t even be active in church anymore, he wants me to stay home.

We don’t have TV or a computer at home. Caleb’s against all such things….. although he has both in his office at the church. ‘Needs to be aware’ he says. I get so low sometimes that I hurt inside….. knowing my life has turned to shit.

What happened here just now, ……with you, makes me KNOW I need to change my life. Otherwise I’ll just give up and my heart will die…..Like so many other women in Caleb’s church.”

She looked up, “The minute you spoke to me out on the street I felt something different…important would happen. My heart started pounding and I decided to experience what-ever. And WOW! Here we are. This is what happened.”

Leaning back she said, “I don’t know what I’m going to do, BUT I do know going back is impossible!”

I waited a moment to see if she was done talking before I said, “Do you have anything at home you really need? I mean anything you can’t live without?”

She was quiet for a minute and said, “NO. Not a damned thing!”

I jumped off the proverbial cliff and offered, “Well if that’s true I have a suggestion. Go with me when I leave in the morning. We…. “. I was in so deep now I couldn’t go on.

Both of us laughed nervously and sipped our drinks.

“I’m serious.”, I said, “You can stay here in the RV tonight and I’ll leave just as planned in the morning. That way no one will know you are with me. When we get to Arizona we can figure out what you want to do.”

“Are you REALLY serious?” Lee asked. “I will need some cloths. I can’t just go like this.” Laughing she flipped her robe open and shut.

“Why not! How much do you need? We can stop and get you …..”

“I can be your sex slave.” She interpreted, then smiled with a coy smirk. “Based on what we’ve just done, I think I would be very happy doing that. I won’t need any cloths.”

“Great idea! However, I’m quite serious. I can afford to buy you cloths and what ever else you might want. At least enough for you to get a fresh start.”

“I think you really mean it don’t you.”

We talked for another hour. It became dark outside but neither of us moved to turn on lights. Talk turned to my favorite subject. (Sex of course.) I found Lee to be naïve, completely open and interested in everything sexual. I’m quite sure she liked using filthy words, especially ‘Fuck’, ‘Cunt’, ‘Cock’ ‘Pussy’ and ‘Ass’.

“I’ve heard ’em but I would NEVER let them out of my mouth.”, she said at one point.

Realizing we had decided on a course of action and talked ourselves out, I asked Lee, “Do you need something to sleep in? I’ll set the thermostat and get you something to wear.”

Lee placed a hand on my thigh, kissed me lightly on the lips whispering “Can we try your ‘Farm Style’ position first, after that I’ll probably just fall asleep.”

“You’re ON!”

Lee jumped up, “… I can sure feel this drink!”

Weaving a little, she let my robe fall on the floor. I followed her to the bedroom shedding my T shirt. I wasn’t hard yet but reasonably thick. She knelt on the edge of the bed, raised her ass up and to my surprise pulled her cheeks apart!

I thought I should tell her that wasn’t necessary but instead grabbed the Vaseline Intensive Care off the vanity. I squeezed a liberal blob on my fingers and spread it along her open crack.

“Oooh.” She squealed. “That’s cold.” I circled her ass hole and poked a finger in to the first knuckle. “Oooo. Eeee. You going to put your cock in there?.”

“Not this time.” I replied as I slid my thick, rubbery cock up and down her slit. I popped the head in and stopped. My cock quickly hardened and I slowly sunk it as far in as possible. She was still holding her ass cheeks apart so I got way in. Lee pushed back against me, sinking me deeper. I felt my cock press something marvelously deep in her cunt.

“Oh my god.” She hissed, raising part way up and back down with her face on the bed. “Don’t move a minute! … There, …there. You went so far in it hurt, …but it’s O.K. now.”

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The following story is for the 2019 Literotica Geek Pride Story Event. Just short bit of fun at a convention with a bit of a bidding war. Hope you all enjoy!

***

Anthony made his living as a freelance writer. This was both a blessing and a curse for him. He got to talk about all his favorite stuff, but the pay was not always the best. His primary focus was on all things geek culture. Mainstream news outlets came to him when they needed someone to talk about the next comic book movie, explain the newest gaming trends, or go to a convention. He occasionally wrote for the more geekier hardcore websites but the competition there was harsh.

The assignment at this time was covering a local convention that did a little bit of everything from Anime, Video Games and even Comics. All three things were personal specialties for Anthony. The outlet that gave him this job was a local newspaper outlet, they arranged for him to moderate a panel with voice actors, an interview with a local developer showing off a new game, and a pass to an after party. The convention was all weekend so being a local himself was excellent. It meant no need for him to book a room at a hotel. He could just catch a late bus or train home. These types of gigs usually meant sleeping in dingy hotel rooms or sharing a room with other people.

“So where to first?” Asked Mike, the photographer for the paper. He was a tall guy in his late fifties and stood way out among the crowd of twenty and thirty-year-olds.

“Well my panel is not until later this afternoon,” Anthony told him. “And my interview is tomorrow. I was going to go check out the floor and see what new stuff is here this year. Last year I wasn’t here as press, so no one really gave me any scoops.”

“Cool, man,” Mike said adjusting his gear. “I will follow your lead.”

“Ok but I do have a recommendation for you first,” Anthony said and pointed to the crowd of people waiting for the public doors to open. “We can meet up in like an hour, but you’re going to want to stand at that door over there for a while.”

“Why is that?” Mike asked scratching his head.

“That is the door of the cosplayers,” Anthony explained. “This show is having a huge cosplayer contest later today. You stand over there, and you will get plenty of people lining up for photos. I know the paper would love photos of that for the online edition.”

“Cool, Anthony, but I am not going to know what half these people are dressed as anymore. People dressed as Spiderman and Wonder Woman, sure. Some of the more new stuff, I got no idea.”

“I hear you man,” Anthony replied patting the older man on the shoulder. “Even I don’t know all the new characters and games. I will go over your photos with you tonight at dinner to identify those you don’t know.”

“Phil said you were a pro,” Mike said grinning. “Phil wasn’t lying.”

“Eh,” Anthony said shrugging. “Us freelancers gotta stick together. You go get lined up, text me when you’re done.”

Mike gave him a thumbs up and ran off to the door Anthony had pointed out. Thank God, Anthony thought to himself. Mike seemed like a nice guy, but Anthony had a plan for the show floor this morning. Screw looking at new games, comics, and whatnot. He needs to find the vendors booth before the show began.

Anthony bolted as soon as Mike stopped looking at him. He flashed his press pass to security and dashed as fast as he could to the far end of the convention center. The only way down to show floor was an escalator, which seemed to be crawling. Anthony looked for the particular vendor he wanted to shop with today. No sign of them could be seen as he rode down.

The convention center began to get noisy as he heard the doors open at a far off distance. That would keep Mike busy while Anthony looked for a specific item.

It took him way longer than he expected, but the vendor he was searching for was placed way out of the way near some bathrooms.

“I am looking for “James,”” Anthony asked the tall, overweight thick-bearded guy behind the counter.

“You got him,” he replied in a deep thick voice.

“I am Anthony,” Anthony said offering the man his hand. “We spoke via email.”

“Oh, you are the dude I beat out for that cel,” James said looking Anthony up and down. Anthony wasn’t a bad looking guy, slightly above average. At this time he was wearing a nice pair of jeans, a dress shirt with a tie, and a casual dress coat, the kind with elbow patches. Among the usual attendees, he looked very different.

“Yeah,” Anthony told him. “You beat me fair and square on eBay, but you told me you were selling the animation cel here at the convention.”

“I am,” James said and dug through the box in front of him. “Fan of Dragon’s Lair?”

“Not a good game,” Anthony said smiling. “But I have a lot of fond memories of it. The local 7/11 had a cabinet for most of my childhood. I even bought it from them when they were getting rid of it.”

“Very cool,” James said placing the animation cel in question on the counter. “I was Göztepe Escort worried that you would be one of those pervy weirdos considering the art of this cel.”

“Ha,” Anthony said as he looked over the cel.

Dragon’s Lair was an older arcade game from 1983. Instead of moving a sprite around on the screen, the game was all animated like a cartoon. You played Dirk a knight trying to rescue Princess Daphne from a castle run by an evil dragon. The game would light up objects, doors and bad guys and you the player would push the corresponding buttons to make Dirk fight his way through to save the princess. It was really just a giant game of memory with a cartoon backdrop. The whole game was animated by Don Bluth, who did several Disney animated films and moved on to his own stuff like All Dogs Go to Heaven and An American Tail.

This particular animation cell was of a deleted clip of Princess Daphne. She is draped over a pile of gold in her slightly risque lingerie outfit that barely hides anything to the viewer. The pose was very sexual and left little to the imagination in spite of the clothing. It had been removed from the game in fear of parents reaction to the scene.

“Is five hundred still your asking price?” Anthony asked.

“Yup,” he replied. “I got to make a little bit of money on this sale.”

Anthony pulled out his wallet and placed the cash on the counter. James looked approvingly and passed him the cel.

“Do you need a receipt?” James asked putting the money in the register.

“Nah,” Anthony said and put the cell in a folder and slipped it into his laptop bag. “Pleasure doing business with you.” Then he walked away to go find Mike.

Seconds after Anthony walked away from the vendor, a pretty blonde in skin tight light blue leotard speed past him towards James. She carried a white plastic gun in one hand and had big glowing pink LEDs sewn into the back of the leotard. Anthony took a second to watch her run by and identify the costume as Samus the space bounty Hunter out of her suit from the Nintendo game Metroid. She went above and beyond with the LEDs Anthony thought, and she was definitely curvy enough to pull off the leotard. He had seen a few girls that were not, and it wasn’t pretty.

Anthony sent Mike a message and told him he was on his way back. He figured he and Mike could catch back up and go see the other part of the show floor together.

Moments after he hit send, the blonde in the Samus costume sped past him again. She looped around and stopped in front of him. With no place to go Anthony stood there as she panted to catch her breath. Her hand was up she waved her finger at Anthony indicating, give me a second.

When her breathing normalized, she spoke. “That dick head says he sold you a Daphne animation cell.”

“Yeah he did,” he replied.

The blonde looked about to be in her early to mid-twenties, and her hair looked like it wasn’t a wig. She was adorable and slightly taller than Anthony. That would have made her five seven or five eight. He was kinda surprised she even knew what Dragon’s Lair was, to be honest. The game came out the year he was born, so most people were surprised he knew much about it himself.

“I got four hundred bucks right here,” she said rifling through her bag on her hip.

“Not interested,” Anthony told her straight out. “I paid more than that anyways.”

“Really?” She asked, and her face started turning red. “Then you paid too much.”

“It wasn’t about the money,” he explained. “I love the game, and the cell is a piece of history.”

“What if I could get you seven hundred by tonight?” She asked.

“You can’t offer me enough money to give it up,” he said honestly.

As Samus began to respond a dozen convention attendees passed and started hollering at her. “Can we get a picture? Your costume is awesome!”

Torn between her conversation with Anthony and the new found fans she looked away for on a second. That was all the time Anthony to scurry away. He literally double-timed his speed in hopes of getting to Mike so they could disappear on the show floor. He feared that this chick would be after him again.

Mike seemed surprised when Anthony showed up so quickly. He was still photographing cosplayers as they entered the convention center. The number cosplayers coming through the door was beginning to wain.

“Almost done here?” Anthony asked while still watching for Samus.

“Sure man,” Mike said. “You look kinda startled?”

Anthony explained how he went to buy the animation cell and how that girl in the Samus costume seemed to not be taking the hint he didn’t want to sell it.

“Hahahaha,” Mike laughed. “Let me get this straight, so you have a cute girl stalking you for something you bought, and that’s a bad thing?”

“I didn’t say she was cute?” Anthony said.

“Well, I only saw one Samus costume come through the door this morning. She was pretty hot in those blue tights.”

“How do you know who Samus is?” Anthony asked surprised.

“I İstanbul Escort have kids man,” he explained grinning. “I have played Smash Bros.”

“Can we get out of here?” Anthony finally remarked.

“Your the boss,” Mike commented, and the left for the show floor.

For the next few hours, the two of them saw tons of stuff, talked to various people and crammed as much as they could before Anthony’s panel. Mike was pretty happy to have Anthony with him. Anthony introduced him to several prominent people in several different areas of the show.

The panel went well too. Or at least it did until the questions portion. Anthony guided a chat among four voice actors who did video games, anime, and kids cartoons. He had met them all before and done this sort of thing a few times. With about five to ten minutes left in the panel, a mic went around to have fans as the actors’ questions.

Anthony’s eye went wide at the first person to ask their question. It was the Samus chick, and she was sitting right in the front row.

“Hello,” Anthony said trying to be as professional as possible. “Why don’t you give us your name and ask your question.”

She took a second to clear her throat and then spoke.

“Hi, my name is Matilda, and I have a question for all of you. That includes you, moderator. What is your most prized possession? Does it ever motivate you in what you do in your job?”

Each of the panelists gave an answer. One said his kids, others said some book or piece of art. They were all canned and predictable answers. Anthony didn’t answer at first, but Matilda spoke up again.

“And you?” she asked pointing at Anthony.

Anthony thought for a second then said fuck it.

“My prized possession is a Dragon’s Lair arcade cabinet. While not my favorite game, this one has sentimental value. It came from the local 7/11, and I played it a ton as a kid. When they were ready to junk it, I convinced my parents to buy it. I repaired the buttons and stick and fully refurbished it. It along with my collection of other Dragon’s Lair memorabilia has a showplace in my apartment.

And for your second question, this game is what motivated me to do what I do. I owe everything, and without it, I would need to turn my geek card or so to speak. Next question!”

Quickly someone else asked a question, and Anthony lost track of his stalker. When everything was over, he bowed out and slipped through a back hallway that was just for press and guests. He met back up with Mike who was off on his own adventure.

The two men made a few more passes through the show floor and also attended another panel. Thankfully the rest of the day went without incident, and his stalker seemed to vanish.

After dinner, Anthony and Mike were both guests by animation publisher that was throwing a party in the hotel attached to the convention center. Having been stuck with Mike all day Anthony looked for a friendly face so he could lose the man for a little while. He excused himself from Mike to go get a drink.

The bar was packed, and while waiting for his beer, he did find someone friendly. Pauline Walton had been a managing editor for one of the internet’s most popular gaming sites. She knew Anthony pretty well, and they had not spoken since she took a new job doing PR for a gaming publisher. When Pauline was a manager, she threw Anthony a lot of work when he was starting out. She was a middle-aged woman from the Midwest somewhere. Her hair was a mix of brown and gray. She was one of those women who didn’t give a damn about her appearance. Anthony loved that about her. She was gruff on the outside but a big old softy on the inside.

“So look what the cat dragged in,” she said to him as they made eye contact.

“Pauline,” he said waving his freshly handed beer at her. “I miss you. You always gave me the best jobs. How’s the PR biz?”

“Meh,” she scoffed. “Pays is better than in the press, but that’s about it. What outlet are you here with?

“Local press,” Anthony said and sipped his beer.

“I got an interview we want to be done in a few weeks. See if you can pitch it to a gaming site and I will make sure you get it,” Pauline said sipping her own drink.

“Awesome!” he exclaimed. “You always gave me the best work.”

“You know it sweet cakes,” she joked and winked at him. Pauline didn’t fancy him or anything but the first time they met in person he accidentally thought she was hitting on him. Since then she did it on purpose to tease him. “Who’s your plus one tonight?”

“I brought the photographer the paper assigned me,” he told her. “Nice guy, names Mike.”

“That sucks,” she quipped. “I was hoping to make your date feel awkward.”

Anthony laughed and squeezed her shoulder. Pauline always knew how to make him laugh.

“You know Pauline,” he said. “You always know how to make me laugh.”

“If I only knew how to make you do other things,” she said grinning ear to ear.

Anthony didn’t think he was a particularly handsome guy. Brown Anadolu Yakası Escort hair, blue eyes and on the shorter side, he felt he tended to blend into a crowd. Most people thought he had a tendency to take thing a bit too serious. Pauline knew how to loosen him up. She was very happily married, and Anthony knew her husband pretty well also. He ran a non-profit that threw him work once and a while too.

“So where is Mark?” he asked. When Pauline usually traveled or attended conventions he often tagged along. They actually met at Comic-con over a debate about DC and Marvel comics.

“Home,” she said with a frown. “He had a work thing and couldn’t travel out of town.”

“That sucks,” Anthony told her. “I know how much he loves these things.”

“He made me promise to bring him home something cool,” Pauline explained. “I didn’t have time to check out the vendors today. I was going to go look tomorrow.”

“He is into old console RPGs isn’t he?” Anthony asked trying to think back about all the times he and Mark had chatted.

“Yeah,” she sighed. “I am trying to think of any Mark is looking for at the moment.”

“There is a guy out on the floor selling a bunch of rare games. I saw a pile of RPGs. Go look tomorrow.”

“You always know the best places to find games,” she remarked.

“It’s a gift!” he laughed.

Pauline’s face took a twist to seriousness. She was staring over Anthony’s shoulder into the party.

“Some girl in a Harley Quinn costume is marching in this direction, Anthony,” she told him. “She is looking at you like she wants you dead.”

“Fuck!” Anthony exclaimed. “I bet this is about the fuck animation cell again.”

“What?” Pauline asked amused.

“I bought a rare animation cell for Dragon’s Lair with a vendor and some cosplayer has been chasing me all day trying to buy it from me. I thought I had ditched her.”

Before Pauline could respond, he heard Matilda’s voice again. “I got another offer for you!”

“Not for sale,” he said as he turned to face her.

She was out of the Samus costume and was dressed in a Harley Quinn outfit. Her blonde hair was pulled into pigtails, and the tips were one red and one black. The suit was not a version of Harley that Anthony was familiar with from any comic, game or movie. The top of the outfit was a mix of a red and black corset with a diamond and spade on corresponding opposite cups for her breasts. A ruffled mini skirt with a red and black pattern just barely covered her crotch and ass. A long garter came out from the miniskirt holding thigh high fishnet stockings. On her feet, she wore one red five-inch heel on one foot, and the other had a matching black heel.

“You’re not going to even listen to my offer?” She asked with a tone that sounded like she was annoyed.

“No,” Anthony stated and put his hands on his hips. “I don’t want to sell it.”

“Fine!” Matilda shouted. “I was going to offer you double what you paid, but you can eat shit now.”

“Children!” Pauline interrupted looking at both of them like a scolding teacher. “Cool your horses.”

Both Anthony and Matilda looked at her slack-jawed. So did half the bar too but they quickly went back to their own business.

Pauline continued, now that she had their attention. “So let me understand correctly. Anthony here has something you want Miss, and he doesn’t want to give it up.”

“Yeah!” Matilda exclaimed frowning.

Anthony went to explain, but Pauline hit him so he would shut up.

“Not a word from you Mister!” Pauline stated giving him a death stare and then focusing back on Matilda. Her eyes went up and down the half-naked cosplayer. “Let me have a word with my dumb male friend here. Give us just a second.”

Matilda nodded, and Pauline pulled Anthony out of her earshot. She leaned in so she could whisper to him.

“Ok numbnuts, listen up,” she told him seriously. “You might not want to give up this thing she wants, but you need to set the price so high she walks away. I have a plan, and it will either get her to give up or get you laid. Do I have your permission to try?”

“Nothing I have tried has worked so far,” Anthony told Pauline nodding. “It can’t hurt, but you are making me nervous.”

“Ok girly!” Pauline said grinning and turning around. “We have a price, but you probably won’t want to pay it.”

“Name it!” The Harley Quinn dress Matilda demanded.

“If you want to get what he has then you need to give him a blowjob plus pay the same amount he did for it.”

Matilda paused for a few seconds with squinted pale blue eyes. She eyed Pauline up and down and then focused on Anthony. He kinda felt like he was in a meat market being sized up for the slaughter. Her face scrunched up like she was deep in thought. Eventually, she gave both Pauline and Anthony the finger and just walked away pissed off.

“I told you I would fix this for you, sweetie,” Pauline beamed at him. “I figured I would either get her to leave you alone or the hottest blow job of your life.”

“How do you know if I would go for a blow job?” Anthony asked laughing.

“You’re a man aren’t you?” She said slapping him on the shoulder. “I saw the way every man in this place was gawking at her and the way you were drooling too. Figured it would piss her off.”

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This is the eleventh installment of my story about a family with an interesting dynamic. His Baby returns, and a new Mommy joins the family, but something is not quite right.

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Note to my readers:

This chapter contains references to certain religious practices that may offend some members of a particular Protestant Sect. I apologize in advance to anyone who is a member of the ACCA, if they are upset with my depiction of their Church. This is a work of fiction, so don’t get your panties in a bunch!

*****

The Professor’s Women

Chapter Eleven: Weddings, and Other Strange Things

Tuesday morning, they all left the house at the same time. The twins packed their belongings into Cousin Vinnie’s old Mercedes, after making sure to both got a final load of Jackson’s cum in their pussies, before they headed for Chicagoland. Traci and Audrey went to class at the college together, and Jackson and Kathy went to their respective offices.

The twins spent until Friday morning in Schaumburg with Saul and his family, and discovered that the lawyer, who had taken the week off, and his family were as freaky as the rest of their unusual family. Their cousins, Marcia and Madison, who were also twins, were polyamorous and bisexual as well.

Saul and his wife Alice joined in on the fun, having orgies with Staci, Kaci, and their two daughters. While Saul was having three-ways with the cousins, his wife was doing the same with her daughters. Then they switched things around so that everyone had experienced enough of Saul’s cock, and each of the ladies’ tongues and pussies.

Thursday night’s ‘activities’ concluded with a six person daisy-chain in the family room, where the ladies changed places several times, with Saul bringing up the rear, fucking the pussy or ass of whomever was at the end of the chain.

The twins left early Friday morning with their pussies full of a fresh load of Saul’s morning cum, and stopped for the night in Zanesville. They spent the weekend with Kelley, at the motel next to the diner where she worked. The three ate and fucked each other into oblivion with toys and fingers. All of this Sapphic lovemaking convinced Kelley that she would never again want to have a man’s cock in her pussy.

By the time they left Monday morning, both Kelley’s pussy and asshole were sore, and the cousins were satisfied, at least until they stopped for lunch, outside Harrisburg, PA, when they picked a couple of college boys who were hitchhiking to Lehigh University in Bethlehem.

The twins got a motel room with two double beds in Allentown, and took turns with the virile young men. They tried everything with Joe and Fred, who were also cousins from Dayton Ohio. The thing that the girls enjoyed the most was having one boy’s cock in the pussy, and the other boy’s cock in the ass, while eating the other sister’s pussy. They wore the boys out so much, that when the girls dropped them off at their dorm Tuesday morning, they were barely able to walk.

Staci and Kaci were a bit tired themselves, and after driving across New Jersey, and through NYC, they decided to stop in Bridgeport, Ct. at the same truck stop they where they ate lunch on their trip west with Traci. They ate a late lunch while they decided to press on or stop for the night. As they ate, Staci remarked how much better the food at Steak N Shake was. Just as they were finishing, two good looking guys wearing Harvard sweatshirts came in and sat at the booth next to them.

Staci kicked Kaci’s shin and winked, before she started in, loud enough for the guys to hear “I can’t believe that Daddy expected us to drive all the way home to the cottage on the Vineyard today. I know that it would not be a problem for Georgio to drive us in the Caddy, but he expected us to drive this old heap that is such an embarrassment.”

Kaci answered her, “Well Dahling, you should have hidden the weed better so that Father would not find it. You know he comes unhinged when he thinks his little girls are doing drugs or having sex.”

That did the trick, and the two ivy leaguers got up from their booth, and sat down next to the girls. John, the taller one said, “Do you ladies need a place to ‘crash’ for the night? We’re staying at Mummy and Daddy’s Summer Cottage on the ‘Sound’. There’s plenty of room there, and you’re welcome to stay.”

The two sisters each grabbed the guy sitting next to them and after they planted a toe-curling kiss on each of the boys, Staci said, “Hi, I’m Staci.”

Kaci said, “Hi I’m Kaci.”

And together, they both said, “Nice to meet you. We’re twins, and we love to fuck!”

John said, “Hi girls, I’m John, and this is my brother Jim. We’re both horny too, let’s go!”

The four stood up, the boys paid their bill, each boy grabbed a girl, and they walked out the door of the truck-stop. John led Staci to a bright yellow Corvette convertible, and she threw the keys for Vinnie’s ‘caah’ to Kaci, and said, “Follow us sister.” Kaci handed the keys to Jim and led him to the Mercedes.

As they İstanbul Escort got in the aging sedan, Jim asked, “Is this yours?”

Kaci frowned and said, “No, it’s a loaner from Uncle Vinnie while our Lambo is in the shop. Staci hit the guardrail on the Chappaquiddick Bridge last week, and Daddy said we needed to learn a ‘lesson’, so he’s making us drive this, eewww.”

The two couples drove south until they reached the coast, where they turned west, and soon pulled up in front of a ‘Summer Cottage’ that made their place on the Vineyard look like a tiny beachcombers hut. Staci noticed the name on the mailbox was ‘Folger’ as they pulled through the large automatic iron gates at the end of the driveway to the home the sisters would find to have six bedrooms, and eight bathrooms(one each for the indoor pool and gym).

They pulled their cars into the empty four car garage under the house, retrieved their overnight bags, and took the elevator to the main floor great-room. After the four of them drank the blender full of margaritas that Jim had made, John said, “You girls up for a swim?”

The girls said, “Yes!” in unison, and the boys led them through the sliding doors to the pool room. After grabbing several towels from a cabinet near the door, the boys stripped out of their clothes and dove nude, into the pool.

The girls looked at each other and both said, “When in Rome!” as they stripped out of their clothes and joined the boys in the pool. The two couples swam, splashed, and played with each other for the next hour or so, and ended up fucking, both in and out of the pool.

They had a lot of fun, because not only were these boys much richer that the college boys from the previous night, they had bigger cocks as well. At first it was John fucking Staci, and Jim fucking Kaci, and then they switched partners. It was Jim that first noticed their tattoos, and he said to Staci between licks, as he was eating her pussy, “Very cool, I’m glad you have these. I don’t think I could tell you apart without them.”

Staci grabbed his cock, and just before she swallowed it, said, “Thank you Jim, You’re sweet, and you taste good too.”

They fucked and made love in every room of the house, ending up in the master bedroom on a King-sized round bed. They had spent several hours trying every position the four knew, ending up with John fucking Kaci in the pussy as Jim fucked her ass, while she was eating Staci’s pussy and fingering her ass. They kept up with variations of this until they all fell asleep.

They woke up together late the next morning, and all headed into the very large master bathroom. There they fucked, played and washed each other in the six foot by six foot glass walled shower ‘room’ that was equipped with fifteen shower heads on the walls and ceiling, as well as two ‘special’ jets on the floor that were designed to be used as douche’s.

As the girls dried and dressed, the boys made brunch still nude, and all four ate on the veranda that faced the Long Island Sound.

Staci took a piece of paper from her purse and wrote down the address of their beach house on the Vineyard, along with both of their names and their phone number, telling them, “If you guys are ever in the neighborhood, stop by at our ‘little place’. There is a nude beach a short walk from the house.”

The boys promised they would, and kissed the girls good bye, but before Staci and Kaci left, they knelt on the veranda decking, and gave John and Jim goodbye blowjobs. As the girls were backing out of the driveway, the boys waved goodbye from the deck with their now flaccid cocks, and Staci almost backed into the iron entry gate, as it opened.

When they finally made it to Vinnie’s, late Thursday afternoon, he told the girls to keep the ‘caah’ on the vineyard, because he no longer needed it. When they finally made it home, it was dusk, and they collapsed, after calling their parents, and the Powell’s in Illinois.

Traci and Audrey fell into a routine with their school work, with Audrey helping Traci understand the intricacies of college life, and Traci helped Audrey become more comfortable with her sexual awakening. They double dated, and occasionally shared lovers, but when Jake showed up at the house for Traci’s birthday in December, he spent the night with the two girls in Traci’s bed. It was becoming evident that Jake and Audrey had become ‘an item’, and Traci loved her friend enough to step aside and let the two ‘lovebirds’ have their fun.

The two professors were falling more in love with every passing week, and the first week of October, Jackson presented her with an antique engagement ring with a one carat marquise diamond, one night in bed. She asked him, “Jackson, is this the same ring you gave Elizabeth, the setting looks very familiar.”

He smiled at her and said, “Yes darling, this is the same ring, but this is a different diamond. Since you wear the very same size ring as Elizabeth, I bought a new, much larger diamond locally, and had it put in the original setting that Anadolu Yakası Escort I bought in Chicago twenty years ago. I hope you don’t mind.”

She kissed him and said, “I am not offended my darling. I am honored to wear the ring that you bought for her. She is so much a part of our lives, and I feel her presence nearly every day. What did you do with the original stone?”

Jackson kissed her back, and said, “I had it set in the wedding band I will slip on your finger on our wedding day.”

They started planning a wedding over the Christmas holidays. All of the plans were complete by Traci’s birthday, and since Christmas was on a Sunday that year, they decided on a Christmas Eve wedding, and leaving on a romantic honeymoon in the tropics on Monday the 26th.

It almost seemed like Deja-Vu to Jackson, as they were married by the priest at the Newman chapel, had their reception at the Student Center, and rode in the back of George’s limo on their trip to Peoria for their stay at Suite 1018 of the Pere Marquette Hotel on their wedding night.

The only differences were the Christmas decorations at the college and hotel, and the trip to a private island enclave in the Caribbean, courtesy of the US Attorney’s office. You see, the information Jackson had provided them, through Saul, had led to the arrest and conviction of more that twenty-five people in the Twin Cities, as well as Chicago, St Louis, and Indianapolis.

The villa was on a small private island near St. Croix, originally owned by former drug kingpin Romero Valdez. It had been seized by the government as one of his assets during their investigation, and became government property after his plea bargained conviction. Jackson and his bride flew to Miami, where they changed planes and flew to St Croix. From there, they were flown by a private float plane to the small Island which only had a boat dock.

The only structure there could be described as a large mansion that occupied the entire top of the hill that rose in the center of the island. The only residents were the thirty personal attendants (maids, masseuses, etc.), cooks, custodians, and maintenance workers. They were all native to the area, and only wore clothes when necessary for their jobs. The newlyweds were met at the dock by two beautiful dark skinned women and two tall dark muscular men, all totally nude.

Jackson and Kathy undressed on the dock, handing their clothes to the men who had taken their suitcases from the pilot. The two ladies smiled when they saw Jackson’s ‘Monster’ and the men gave him two ‘thumbs up’.

They spent the next week, without wearing any clothes at all, while enjoying the island. They swam, walked along the beaches, ate exotic meals served by the nude natives, and fucked everywhere in full view of their new ‘friends’ who often joined them in their frolicking. Jackson ‘sampled’ some of the local ladies, and Kathy did the same with the local men, remarking afterward that Jackson was much larger, and more ‘talented’ than the local men were.

They experienced a ‘couples massage’, complete with a ‘happy ending’ while lying side-by-side on the veranda, watched by several members of the staff (who sampled his sperm and her vaginal juices afterward).

Their last night there, they were joined in their bed by Sylvia, the woman who was in charge of the island. They found out that she had been a madam at one of the ‘establishments’ in Boston’s ‘Combat Zone’, and asked Jackson “Are you the same Jackson Powell who used to visit my sister, Enchantment, many years ago?”

Jackson said. “Yes I am; I learned so much from your sister. I have always wondered what happened to her after I left Boston, how is she doing?”

She replied, “I am so sorry to tell you that she passed away, five years ago. She never forgot you Professor, and talked about you often. She said you were the kindest, most non judgemental man she had ever met. She also never stopped talking about that monster cock of yours.” She looked at Kathy and said, “Mrs. Powell, would you allow me to have that wonderful cock of your husband’s in my pussy tonight?”

Kathy kissed the brown woman and said, “Sylvia darling, my husband has told me much about your sister, and I am sure that he would not have become the amazing lover he is today without her ‘tutoring’. Please be my guest, and take your pleasure on his ‘Monster’.”

That night, Jackson and Kathy shared their passion with Sylvia, who was also able to take all of his ‘Monster’. The three of them enjoyed erotic pleasures seldom reached by mortals. They lost track of how many times they came, and Sylvia shared things with the couple that they had never experienced before.

When Jackson awoke the next morning, he watched quietly as his bride and their new friend were dining on each other’s vaginas more intensely than he had ever witnessed before. As soon as they came, Sylvia grabbed his morning wood, and impaled herself on him. At the same time, Kathy climbed on his face, and rode his tongue, as she Üsküdar Escort sucked on Sylvia’s large breasts. After they came together, they climbed into the spa tub in the middle of the room, and relaxed together.

Much later, when it was time for the newlyweds to leave, Sylvia helped them get ready, and walked them to the plane. The entire population of the island, all thirty of them, were standing along the shore, all nude. They all waved goodbye to the happy couple, and there was not a dry eye to be seen.

Jackson and Kathy sat quietly in the back seats of the plane, and dressed in shorts, tee shirts, and sandals, as their pilot flew them to St Croix. When they landed in Miami, and cleared through customs, they changed their clothes for the cold January weather in Illinois, and checked their bags through to BMI. George picked them up at the Bloomington airport, and dropped them off at the house that evening. When they got out of the limo, they saw Leslie’s Japanese sedan parked in the driveway.

Jackson and Kathy walked into their home, and saw Traci, Audrey, Leslie and Brenda sitting at the dining room table, eating in the nude. As Mommy and Daddy were undressing, Jackson said, “Did you make enough for us, we’re starved!”

Leslie said, “There’s plenty pasta and marinara on the stove, help yourselves. By the way, Jackson, you never invited us over to try out your soaker tub and bidet, so we just decided to invite ourselves. We managed to get all four of us into the tub together, and Traci taught us how to give each other orgasms with that bidet.” Jackson and Kathy looked at each other and laughed out loud.

After dinner, the six of them spent several hours pleasing each other, with Leslie and Brenda taking turns riding the ‘Monster’, while Kathy and her ‘daughters’ enjoyed each other’s Sapphic delights.

After Leslie and Brenda went home, Traci asked Kathy, “Mommy, can I sleep with Daddy tonight?”

“Sure Baby, I’ll sleep with my other ‘daughter’ tonight.” Kathy said.

When Audrey heard this, she wrapped her arms around Kathy and started to cry. Jackson and Traci joined them for a group hug, and the four went upstairs together. As they stood in front of the bathroom kissing each other, the four of them realized that they were one family, and they loved each other equally, both emotionally and sexually.

Jackson and Traci went to bed in the front bedroom, and Kathy and Audrey went to bed in Traci’s bedroom. The two couples made love to each other, until they all fell asleep.

The next morning, after Jackson and his daughter made love, Traci told her daddy that she was going downstairs to start breakfast. Jackson was standing in the bathroom holding his ‘Monster” and peeing into the toilet when his new bride came in to the room. Seeing that he had finished, she sat on the toilet, grabbed his ‘Monster’ and started sucking on it.

He smiled at her and said, “Good morning darling.” She continued to suck on him until he was hard and stood up, pulling him by his cock into his daughter’s bedroom. When they entered the room, he saw Audrey lying on the bed nude, with her legs spread apart.

Kathy looked into her husband’s eyes and said, “Sweetheart, our little girl wants you to make love to her with your big cock.”

Jackson looked at his wife, and then the nude young lady on the bed in front of him, and said, “Are you sure you really want this Audrey?”

She smiled and said, “Yes Daddy, I told Mommy last night that I wanted to feel your great big cock inside my little pussy. I told my sister last week what I wanted, and she said that she thought I was ready.”

Just then Traci stuck her head in the door and said, “Daddy, my sister wants you to make love to her, and she wants Mommy and me to watch. Please Daddy, Audrey loves you, and wants your cock.”

Jackson looked at the three women in the world he loved the most, and said, “Well, if this is what all of you want, I will do it. Traci darling, weren’t you fixing breakfast?”

Traci giggled and said, “Silly Daddy, I just said that so that Mommy could get Audrey and you ready for this.”

“OK then, I can’t keep my other little girl waiting,” and as he knelt between the young girls legs and started licking her vulva, his wife and daughter crawled into bed on either side of Audrey and started kissing and caressing the young woman.

When he had her properly lubricated, he lined up his cock with her, and as his wife and daughter spread her labia open, he pulled back his foreskin and pushed the head of his cock into her very tight vagina. He held very still as she moaned loudly and started to squirm.

When she opened her eyes and smiled and said, “Oh that feels so good Daddy, give me more.”

He pushed in a little more, and when she got a pained look on her face, he pulled back. He hesitated, and pushed in a little further. He kept this up this slow progress, as his wife and daughter continued to kiss, caress, and reassure the young woman, until he had two thirds of his ‘Monster buried inside her little vagina. When he felt her cervix with the head of his cock, he stopped and started to stroke out and in her vagina. He grasped his cock with his fist so that he wouldn’t accidently drive into her too hard or too far and accidently do her physical harm.

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Quietly making his way through the apartment, he went down the hall towards the bedroom. The door was open a crack and from behind him, the hall light illuminated the figure lying on the bed. A bit of pale, creamy flesh showed where a leg was no longer covered by the sheet. He watched her for a few minutes, amazed that she had followed through on their plans.

A few nights before, he had been on some random internet chat line and started talking to a woman who claimed she was about his age. She described herself as a little heavy, but very curvy. She stated she had large breasts and nipples and loved to have them licked, sucked and even bit. She had shaved her pussy and it was just begging for a man to come and play with it and fuck it hard. They had started out innocently teasing each other and then it got hotter and hotter. At the end of the conversation, she made him promise to come see her at her apartment that Friday night. She would leave the door unlocked and her bedroom door open for him.

He watched her, his cock hardening in his jeans as he thought about their conversations over the last few days. He pulled off his t-shirt and dropped it beside him. He toed off his shoes and socks and then undid his jeans. He pulled them down and stepped out of them. He watched as she shifted on the bed, stretched out on her stomach, as the sheet slipped down to expose the tops of her ass cheeks. He couldn’t wait to feel the fleshy globes in his hands. He pushed open the door and then went into the room, stopping at the end of the bed.

Leaning down, he placed his hands on the bed, on either side of her feet. He leaned down farther and kissed her exposed calf. She shifted again and he smiled as the sheet slipped down even more. He ran his hands up her legs and under the sheet to her thighs. Her skin was so warm against his hands and he fought to control his breathing. Her hips shifted and she moaned. She rolled onto her back and sleepily opened her eyes. She smiled up at him and he smiled back, before his eyes shifted down to her breasts. She was right. Her breasts were huge and he reached out and gently tweaked her right nipple.

He gently put his hands on her knees and pulled her legs apart. He knelt on the bed between her legs and lifted her hips, cupping her ass in his hands. He angled her hips and looked down. The shaft of light from the hall was shining directly on her pussy. The juices on her skin glistened in the soft light. He leaned down and slowly ran his tongue from her ass up to her clit. She jerked and moaned under him and he tightened his hold on her ass. He stabbed his long tongue into her pussy several times, loving the taste of her musky juices. She was thrashing beneath him, her hands holding his head to her pussy. He sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue against the hard nub. Her moaning was getting louder and louder, almost to the point where she was screaming.

“Please.” She begged between moans. He smiled and continued to lick and suck her pussy. When her writhing came to the point where she nearly bucked him off the bed, he slid up her body, pushing his hard cock against her pussy.

Without Bostancı Escort help from either of them, he sank his cock into her. She screamed and he gasped as he felt her tightness envelop the steel-like shaft of his cock. Her cunt was so hot and wet, gripping his cock like a vice. She wrapped her legs around his hips and clutched him tightly to her. He gripped her shoulders and he fucked into her. He couldn’t believe he was this lucky. That he found a woman that would randomly fuck him and he didn’t even know her name. He knew what she looked like, and where she lived, but other than that, they knew nothing about each other.

She lifted her arms and he lay down on top of her, his head at her breasts as he latched onto a dark nipple. His tongue swirled around the nipple and he loved the taste of her skin. Her nipple was hot in his mouth and he covered it with spit and then gently blew on it, feeling it harden against his lips. Her fingers gently ran through his hair, as she scratched his back lightly. He continued to tease her nipple, sucking it into his mouth. He stopped moving inside of her and slowly slid to her left side, the nipple popping out of his mouth as he quickly moved to the other one. Her hand slid along his side to his hip and she wrapped her fingers around his cock. His eyes closed and he moaned.

“Why did you stop?” She asked quietly as stroked his hard shaft. He moaned and his hips moved, helping his cock slide through her grip.

“I don’t want to cum yet.” He whispered. She giggled and then put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him onto his back.

“You think we are only going to fuck once?” She asked as she straddled his hips. He put his hands on her thighs as she settled herself above him. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock, running the tip of it along her slit; their combined juices causing her to stroke his cock as she moved it back and forth. She lifted herself and placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He thrust up, shoving himself into her. She shuddered and he gasped as their hips slammed together. She slowly moved her hips in a circular motion and took his hands in hers to help her stay upright. She felt her pussy begin to throb and she changed her pace so her clit rubbed against his pelvic bone, heightening her pleasure. She screamed quietly as her body exploded with the intense feelings of her orgasm. The rippling and throbbing of her pussy walls was too much for him. He gasped and felt himself shooting in her. He tried to push her off since he had forgotten a condom. But she tightened her knees against his hips and held him in her.

“I’m on the pill.” She gasped. She fell forward, her hands on either side of his head and he tangled his hands in her hair, pulling her close for a kiss. Their tongues dueled in each other’s mouths and their breathing slowed. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He remembered her mentioning that she was afraid she would be too heavy to lay on him and he held her still when she tried to slide to the side. His softened cock slid out of her and they both twitched. They continued kissing Kadıköy Escort for a few minutes and then she rested her head on his shoulder. Her breath tickled his cheek.

“I wasn’t sure you’d come.” She said softly. He played with her hair with one hand and the other tweaked a nipple. He loved how it hardened under his fingers.

“How could I resist such an offer?” He replied as he kissed her forehead. She laughed softly and he watched her breasts shake. “I can’t believe you suggested it.” She lifted her head and looked at him.

“After seeing your cock, I had too.” She shifted gently to the side and wrapped her fingers around him. “You didn’t lie about the length or the width.” He was around eight inches and very wide. She ran her thumb over the head, smearing their drying juices around. He shivered. She slid off of him slowly, her body caressing his. She brought her face close to his and they kissed, she pulled back, softly biting his lip as she pulled away. He watched her and gave her nipple another tweak before putting his hands behind his head. She kissed her way along his collar bone and along his sternum before stopping to lick and suck his nipples. Her fingers trailed along his sides and hips and she continued to kiss and nibble his body. She bit gently in the hollow where hip and groin met. He jumped and she giggled.

“I love this spot. It’s so close to a man’s cock, but still so far away.” He continued watching her, a smile on his lips. Her breasts swayed as she crawled between his legs. She knelt, reached up and slowly ran her nails from his shoulders to his hips. His body writhed against the bed and she smiled. She ran a finger from the base of his cock to the tip and watched it twitch. Scooting back, she leaned down so her mouth was over his cock and he could feel her warm breath. Slowly, she ran her tongue along the length of his cock and then quickly sucked the head into her mouth. She watched him and smiled around his girth when he gasped and his spine bowed. He was almost too big for her mouth but he was still soft enough that most of him fit. She sucked gently, feeling the blood pulse through the veins, loving the feel of him throbbing against her tongue. She watched his face and he was staring at her through hooded eyes. One hand came down to rest on her head and he gently guided her into a slow rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth, her lips darkening with the friction as she sucked. Once she found the rhythm he liked, he released her head and held back her hair. She continued sucking him until he became rock hard and her mouth couldn’t stretch further. She sucked the head and swirled her tongue around it.

He sat up and pulled himself from her mouth. He put his hands on her face and pulled her up for a kiss. His tongue licked along her lips and then he sat back, his hands coming to her breasts. He squeezed them gently and she pressed into his hands, so he squeezed a little harder. She moaned and he laughed gently. He got to his knees and pushed her onto her stomach, stretching her out flat. He straddled her legs, his cock resting along her ass. He gripped the fleshy Göztepe Escort globes in his hands and squeezed. He smacked one gently, and when she didn’t complain, he slapped both a little harder.

“I do admire your ass.” She laughed and the globes jiggled. He stared, fascinated, by the gleaming, pale skin. His cock hardened more then he thought possible. He leaned over her, kissing her shoulder and along her spine as he slid his cock along the crack of her ass. He bit her ass gently and then slid his fingers down between her legs. She was so wet his finger slid into her easily. He eased his finger out of her and pushed his cock down. He was able to slide inside of her and he stretched out on top of her, sliding his hands under her to grip her breasts. Her breathing quickened as he slowly slid in and out of her, his body rubbing against hers. This position made her so much tighter and she was extremely tight to begin with that he was sure it wouldn’t take long for him to cum.

As he started to sit back he pulled her up to her knees and slid back into her. They both stated they loved doggy style and he was able to fuck her hard and deep in this position. It loosened her up just enough that he wasn’t going to cum right away from her pussy gripping him tightly. He smiled and started to pound her, watching her ass wiggle from the thrusts. She pushed back against him and threw back her head, gasping for air. He considered himself very fortunate he had found her and he would give her a fucking to remember him by.

For several minutes he continued slamming himself against her. As he felt her pussy flood with her juices and pulse around his cock, he felt his balls contract and his cock throbbed. He pushed her off and pulled her around so her face was level with his cock. “Open up.” He gasped and she opened her mouth just as he started to spurt. Jet after jet of cum shot into her mouth and she swallowed quickly. She licked the head of his cock and cleaned him off. He sat back and stared at her. She smiled up at him.

“Well, that was fun.” She said as she slid off the bed with a stretch and went into the bathroom, shutting the door. He heard the toilet flush and the shower started running. She pushed the door opened and in the soft glow of a nightlight, she beckoned to him. “I can’t send you home smelling like me.” He laughed softly and got up, his legs feeling a bit weak. She took his hand and together they stepped into the shower. They washed each off and he leaned down to lick and suck on her nipples. He straightened and tweaked one.

“Next time I will pay more attention to those.” She smiled. “The next time you decide you want me to stop by, leave me a message.” He kissed her gently, slid his finger over her clit and stepped out the shower. Without drying off, he put on his clothes and left, making sure the door locked behind him. He looked up at her window and saw her looking around the curtain. He held up the finger he had slid into her pussy and smiled as he slid it into his mouth. She laughed and flashed him quickly and watched as he laughed and got into his truck.

His cell phone beeped before he even left the parking lot. “Come back whenever you want. The door will always be open to you.” He turned off the car and got back out and went back into the building. She stood in the open doorway, light glinting off her naked skin, a knowing smile on her face.

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Conners called that Saturday morning and gave me the news. The Intuit presentation would need some touch-up before the Monday meeting. Since it was my baby, that meant work on Saturday. I didn’t mind much; wife was out of town at her Sister’s and I don’t get paid by the hour. So I donned a pair of nylon running shorts and a tank tee shirt and was off to work. The company turned the A/C off during the weekend and I knew it could be un-godly hot there. My office was situated on the 55th floor in the City. I was able to get in at about 10:30 and finish in 30 minutes or so. Logging off, I headed for the elevator and a lonely weekend.

Our company occupied the top 6 floors of the building (57th to 51st). On the 52nd floor the elevator stopped and to my delight in walked a gorgeous blonde. She was dressed similarly and we both smiled at the un-said observation.

“Going down?” I smiled.

“Yes, parking level 4.” She smiled back.

We both turned to watch the level scale, although I took the opportunity to take in her lovely long legs and round delicious tush in her jogging shorts. She was a tall beauty, 5’10 or maybe 5’11. Her long blonde hair was up in a ponytail. She really filled out her tank tee with a large full bust and her body was trimmed from apparent exercise. I had never seen her in the building, but it was a big company.

I noticed she fidgeted nervously as the elevator door closed and the light started to tab its way down. Then with a jolt the elevator stopped and the lights flickered.

“Unnngh!! What’s going on?!” Looking back the woman searched my eyes frantically with the first signs of panic. “Are we TRAPPED?”

“I don’t know let’s find out.” I tried to reassure her. Reaching across her my forearm brushed her chest in the dimmed emergency lights as I picked up the phone. She was very busty, a 38C or D, I’d guess. After a short conversation with the guard downstairs, I confirmed her worst fears.

“I’m afraid that we’re going to be here for a couple of hours at least. The guard said that power is out to the whole building and it will take awhile since it’s the weekend.” My words had an increasingly terrifying effect on the blonde. Just as I reached out to re-assure her, she punched me hard in the stomach and turned toward the door.

“LET ME OUT! I CAN’T DO THIS!” She beat the doors frantically.

“I’M SEVERELY CLAUSTRAPHOBIC AND I CAN’T STAY COOPED UP IN THIS TINY BOX FOR MINUTES, MUCH LESS FUCKING HOURS!!,” her eyes ablaze with terror and weeping uncontrollably.

I knew not what to do, so I reached out and surrounded her with my arms, keeping her fists from punching me again and allowing me to speak soothingly to her. I was NOT going to spend hours in a stalled elevator with a psycho, beautiful or not. She struggled at first and then melted exhausted and sobbing into me as I calmed her. My words were nothing in particular and just repeated assurances that ‘all was being done’ and ‘it will be just a moment’. I slid to the floor and we sat, her cradled in my arms, weeping softly.

I don’t know how it happened, but the closeness and my bursa escort bayan soothing voice repeating alms to her had an effect. Maybe she just wanted to latch onto anything to keep her mind off the predicament; maybe is was just the sense of isolation, but her head tilted back and mine tilted to the side. I unconsciously leaned in and our lips touched. It was just a brush at first, both unaware at how it happened that a minute before we were struggling and the next we were kissing. Our next kiss lingered longer. This was crazy, but I wanted her to calm and this was coming so naturally.

I could tell that she was trying hard to forget the situation we were in and my guess was that anonymous sex was better than freaking out and pounding the door. Not that our petting was not enjoyable to each, but this was so impossible and spontaneous. Our kisses grew from small lip caresses to deeper more insistent passion. My tongue tasting the edges of her lips and then dueling with her tongue. She lay back, cradled in my arms, her legs curled under her and her arms wrapped around my shoulders. My free hand drifted lightly up and down her athletic-wear-clad body. Her breasts felt round, luscious and heavy to my palm. I could feel her body tense as I pushed our envelope farther and farther.

“Surrender yourself to me…” I breathed. Her opiate eyes telling me that she already had.

My fingers lifted her top up and over her swelling chest. Her nylon sports bra holding her breasts tight as my hands massaged first the left and then the right. I kissed down her neck and jaw, my tongue teasing her ear and teeth nipping at her lobe. The half-light and heat of the stalled cocoon wrapping us in its embrace.

Pushing her up, I pulled her tank tee up and away. Her sports bra came next and fell in a clump in the corner. Our lips met once more as my hands roughly massaged her globes and fingers tugged at her elongated nipples. I swiftly knelt and pulled her tennis shoes off with a rip. Her nails dug into my bare shoulders as she knew what was coming. Looking up at her I could see she was fogged in a cloud of lust and her mind miles away from our predicament. The roundness of her large breasts and soft swell of her belly belying a deep femininity. The fact that at any moment we could be “rescued” added to the thrill of our incredible encounter.

My fingers hooked her yellow nylon shorts and slid them down her smooth toned legs. She wore a thong underneath and our wicked smiles met as I ran my fingers over the cranberry colored material. I moved my mouth over her pubis and breathed hotly. I pull her thong up tight to her mound, creasing the front into her vulva. My lips trailed over each bulging labium and I smelled her fragrance through the panty. She parted her legs and I moved my tongue up and down the crease. Her hands were pulling me into her.

I wrapped my arm around her legs and pulled her knees into my chest. She buckled and I laid her back onto the floor of the car. I peeled her panties off in a fluid movement as her ass lifted off the floor. She parted görükle escort her legs, exposing a clean shaved pussy. I growled in lust and passion as she parted her lips to expose her treasure.

“Ummm, that’s what I like. Wet, clean, hot pussy. I want some. Open yourself up for me. I want to see it all…” She pulled her legs up and apart with a wicked smile to my request.

I swiftly pulled my tank top off and kicked my sock-less shoes off. I knelt down and pulled her foot to my bulge, straining against my shorts. She moved her foot up and down my hardness, eliciting a deep moan from me.

“Mmmm, I want to see you too. Strip those shorts off and let me see that cock…” I quickly followed her request and my penis bounced out of its enclosure, waving lewdly.

I slid back and mouthed her toes, sucking each as I watched her finger her moist pussy. My lips and tongue trailing up one then the other calf and knee and thigh. I tasted her ever nook on her long luxurious legs. I finally nosed up and over her proffered mound and drank deeply her natural perfume. The musky smell drove me into a rut. My tongue lapped along each crease of her leg and mound, teasing the sides of her labia. I opened her flower and slid my wet tongue slowly from her sopping well, up over her rubbery inner lips, around her urethra, and alongside her pebble-hard clitoris. Her wavering moan telling me to go further. I explored every fold and crease of her blossom. I probed her gasping hole with my stiff tongue, fucking her as I lapped at her juices. I reveled in the taste and feel of her pussy and she pulled me deeper into herself as I ate her.

I could feel her coming near and as she arched her back once more, I eased two fingers into her wetness. My lips formed a small “O” and closed over her engorged clitty, my tongue quickly stroking the sides and my mouth sucking her rhythmically. My finger probed her deeply and my thumb stroked her rosette. She gasped once, twice and then bathed my eager face as she released herself onto me. Her orgasm released all her pent up anxiety and flooding my tongue with her slick juices. I kissed her thighs gently as she collapsed back onto the wall.

I was in a stupor of lust. I leaned back and stroked my hard curved sword as she caught her breath. I rocked forward and stood over her, my hands slapping the walls above her, my waving cock not inches from her silky lips.

“Suck it… Lick my cock and balls…” She needed no further prompting and she lurched upright. Her fingers sliding up and down my thighs and ass as her fluttering tongue battled against my bobbing hard-on. She slurped my ball sack gently into her wet warm mouth and then slithered her tongue up the undersides of my cock. I looked down at this blonde angel she proceeded to tease and entice my cock with her open mouth. She would almost take me in and then pull away coquettishly. She did this three times and then with a swift motion, closed her eyes and swallowed my cock into her mouth. It was heaven. She gripped my ass cheeks and one hand fingered and scratched my balls from bursa escort bayan behind as her head bobbed up and down over my penis. She was a master at this and my knees grew weak as her satin tongue lathered my glans and shaft. Her lips wrapped tightly around my cock as she pistoned up and down over me.

With much regret, I pushed her off me as she almost brought me to the edge of orgasm. I wanted to fuck her deep and hard and I didn’t want to waste myself by pumping her mouth full of my seed. I knelt down on my hindquarters and kissed her once more. I could taste myself on her lips as my pre-cum mixed with her saliva.

“Sit on my cock, I want to fuck you, sweetheart. I want to feel your insides as I fill your pussy.”

She acceded with a soft groan and positioned herself backward over my cock. Her full ass pushed down my belly and she fed my hard cock into her moist pussy. We both groaned with lust and relief as we finally coupled. She arched back and slid up and down my thighs. I gripped and massaged her sweaty tits, the heat of our confined cage and our exertion making us both slick. She reached back and held my neck as she bounced up and down on my cock. Her wet snatch swallowed it, time and time again.

We alternated pumping and riding as we beat our bodies together in a lusty engagement. I reached around and my wet fingers found her hard clitoris and gently fondled it as we rocked together. Her mews of passion were mixing with my grunts of lust. I speared her tight wet hole harder and harder. She bounced up and down with glee, milking my cock with her expert muscled cunt.

“That’s it, fuck me you slut! Fuck me hard!”

“Oh GOD! YEAH, YEAH…harder, harder. Don’t stop, oh yessss deeper…ohhhhhh!,” I felt her slippery pussy walls bleat and ripple as the first wave of orgasm built inside of her. I kept my thighs lifting into her as the intensity of the feeling built.

“AHHHH!!” I pinched her hardened nipple as I lanced up into her lifting her up off the floor. She fell back atop me as I pumped jet after hot molten jet of white sticky cum deep into her quavering pussy. Our bodies shuddered with ecstasy as we came one after the other. I pulled her back and slid to the floor, our bodies still coupled. She twisted around and my softening cock plopped out of her oily pussy with an audible “plop.” We kissed open-mouthed as our breathing was still ragged and deep. We held each other close and cuddled in the warmth of mutual relief and solace, ignoring our predicament.

As if on cue, the car lights dimmed and then came up and the care began to move! We hurriedly dressed and cleaned up as the car slid past floor after floor. I was jamming my last shoe on and she pulling her wet hair back as the elevator came to rest. We smiled sheepishly and breathed a sigh of relief as the cool air of freedom came pouring in. We grabbed our things and beat a hasty retreat to the battery of questions from the workers and guard.

“Sorry, we both gotta go…” We almost ran out to the garage entrance. Peeling into a gale of laughter after the doors closed.

“Here is my card” She offered, “Maybe we can do lunch sometime?”

“My pleasure, uhh, Lisa…” I scanned her card. “I’m Don. I hope I kept you mind off things…”

“Yes, yes you did, Don. I thank you for, uh, everything.” Her firm handshake and sincere eyes told me that it was the right thing for the time.

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She was sitting on the couch watching The Simpson’s, reading the evening news, and getting high. Her regular evening ritual. She had shucked off her work clothes as she hit the front door, and was left with only black lace boy shorts and a white tank top. She sighed as she hung up her work clothes and caught a glimpse of her ass in the mirror. Large, full, round, yet surprisingly firm for 42 years; the boy shorts looked quite perky stretched across her ass cheeks.

“You will never be confused for Kate Moss” Holly chuckled to herself, tossing her shoulder length blond hair behind her.

The Simpson’s theme song was just beginning when her dog rose to his feet and started barking. Exhaling a lung full of smoke and wrapping a quilt around her ample hips, she went to open the door.

Standing on her step was a guy – early thirties maybe – shaved head, spike earrings, and sporty glasses. He was holding a sheaf of papers and checking the house number when she slid the door open and said hello.

“Hi, I’m Robert, and I’m with NORMLS. I was wondering if you had time to sign our petition?”

“NORMLS? You mean the pot people?” Holly asked.

“Well, we like to think of ourselves as more than that.” Robert smiled and Holly noticed his eyes checking out her cleavage. Wow! What a nice smile. Even white teeth with a mustache – nice compliment to the shaved head. Holly was getting interested.

Robert started going into his speech about how we need to change our laws regarding marijuana, how many people were clogging up our jails and legal system because of simple marijuana use violations. Holly watched him. He was very cute – short, stocky and sexy. He looked right into her eyes and smiled as he spoke.

She finally interrupted him. “Um, Robert, do you want to come in? I mean, instead of standing out there on the step?” She backed up and opened the door, the sweet aroma of pot spilling out into the night air.

“Sure.” Robert looked up and smiled again, “thanks.” He followed her into the house.

Holly settled him on the couch and sat across from him. She dropped the quilt from around her waist, showing off her thick round thighs in the shorts. She propped her foot up on the coffee table. Robert almost slipped right off the couch as he glanced up and saw her sitting there, thighs exposed, breasts straining against the confines of the tank top. She picked up the pipe and relit it – drawing a quick hit and passed it across the couch to Robert.

“See – I’m already on your side.” Holly said as she expelled the smoke towards his face. Indecision crossed his face as he reached for the pipe.

“I’m not sure if I should be doing this on bursa otele gelen escort the job.” Robert hesitated then set the pipe back down. “Maybe we should just take a look at this petition.”

Holly picked the pipe back up and scooted over on the couch next to Robert so she could see the papers. Their heads touched as they both looked down at the papers in his hands. She took another small hit as she sunk in closer to him. Their legs were touching. She could feel his warmth. She slowly let her breath out towards his ear. Robert clenched his papers and cleared his throat.

“Are you sure you don’t want some of this?” She whispered into his ear.

“Well, um, maybe just a bit.” He stammered.

She again lit the pipe but instead of handing it to him, she put the bowl into her mouth and leaned towards him, blowing smoke from the pipe stem. She got close enough to almost touch his lips as she blew him a shotgun. Robert sucked at the smoked, reaching out to touch Holly’s cheek.

“Whoa!” He coughed. “You’re killing me!”

Holly giggled, put down the pipe and brought her face back to Robert’s. He leaned in and gently kissed her lips, blowing the hit back at her. She held his chin and sucked in the smoke. He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth, sucking gently. She looked into his large brown eyes. He had a mixture of disbelief and anticipation on his face – so sexy. Gently she opened her lips and pulled his tongue into her mouth, without letting go she slowly turned and straddled his lap.

Her plump ass was nicely rubbing against his thighs and their crotches were nearly touching. She could feel the heat coming from her own body as she pressed against him, slowly rubbing her nipples against his chest. He reached for the tank top, sliding the straps from her shoulders, fingers gently touching her breast. He slipped his hand down to her nipple and heard her gasp as he rubbed the hardening button.

Pulling the top over her head she tossed it aside. Her full tan breasts were gorgeous and she knew it. Robert tentatively reached for her soft jiggling flesh, cupping them in his hands. She leaned towards him, aiming one large erect nipple at his mouth. He opened his mouth, let her guide the nipple home and began sucking. She moaned or rather growled and pulled back against his sucking, making him pull hard on the nipple. He released one and she guided the other tit to his face, urging him to take that nipple into his mouth. He glanced up at her face as he suckled and saw a look of pure pleasure. Slowly she fed him her hardening nipples – first one then the other – again and again. Each time she pulled back escort bayan harder, making him suck harder and harder on those fantastic tits.

She started growling again and began to very gently rub her crotch against his pants. Holly could feel his cock growing. The thin layer of lace covering her pussy was just making her hotter as she gently rubbed herself against him. She grabbed his smooth, bald head and held it to her nipples – not wanting him to stop for even a second. Robert pushed her tits together, trying to get both nipples in his mouth at the same time, sucking, licking and biting. The harder he treated those dark brown nipples the louder she groaned and the more she rubbed against his cock.

Suddenly she rammed her crotch against his as she held his head and cried “Oh god yes.”

Robert felt her orgasm flow over her. As he continued to pinch and suck her nipples he felt the ripples and twitching of her entire body. She practically convulsed on top of him. As her shaking subsided, she opened her eyes to see Robert, still gently holding her breast, watching her intently. Holly blushed, smiled and scooted to the floor between Robert’s knees.

She rubbed the wet spot left on his pants by grinding her pussy on him. His cock was in fine shape now and straining to be freed of clothing. Holly deftly unbuckled, unzipped and released his growing member. Sinking to her knees she lightly rubbed his cock. Feeling its silky smoothness as she brought it to her. God she loved the feeling of a hard, hot cock stroking across her face, mouth, lips. Delicately she stroked his cock as she looked up into those dark brown eyes. Never breaking the connection as she ever so slowly reached for his cock with her tongue. Gazing deeply into his eyes while she pressed that hot fat cock head between her lips.

Holly worked at wetting down his cock. Tenderly she sucked and licked until it was shiny and wet. Robert squirmed at the feather-light touch, hungering for more contact. He could just barely control himself from not bucking his hips at her mouth. Those eyes sometimes closed, sometimes watching his face as she teased and flicked his glands with her tongue. Finally she grasped his cock at the base and inch by inch worked it all the way into her mouth.

The compression on his cock as she started to suck was so damn hot. Robert grunted as she continued to feed his cock down her throat. He felt her grope for his balls and gently massage them between her thumb and fingers of one hand as she held him tight with the other fist. Now she started stroking his cock with her mouth. Deeper and deeper she swallowed up his cock till he could mudanya escort feel it pressing the back of her throat.

“Oh yeah” Robert groaned and reached for her hair, pulling it back from her face as he wrapped it around his fist.

Holly moaned as he pulled her hair tightly into his hand. Urgently he guided her movements. She let go her grasp to fully take his entire cock. Faster now, she was fucking his cock with her mouth. Over and over she sucked and stroked as his cock slid right down her throat. Robert pumped his hips, gaining even more access. Faster still and Holly was moaning around his cock.

“Yes baby, here it is” Robert hissed and she felt his balls tighten. He raised his hips – and jolted back as she squeezed his balls and clamped her hand around the base of his cock, cutting off his orgasm. “What the….???” Robert cried, his orgasm missed.

Smiling, Holly looked up into his eyes. “Shhhhhhhh.” she whispered. “hold on a second.”

The mixture of let-down and high tension was wild. Robert’s cock was throbbing, wet, hot and needing to cum so bad. His head was spinning as Holly stood up, turned around and pulled those tight black lace panties down her full ass. She bent over the coffee table, resting on her elbows. Her pussy so wet and hot he could feel the heat. Looking over her shoulder at him, she stuck her ass in the air and smiled.

That was all the invitation Robert needed. Standing, still on shaky legs, he thrust the head of his cock at her dripping hole. White hot tight as he pushed into her cunt. Grabbing two handfuls of ass he dragged her to him, burying his cock deep into her. Slowly he stroked into that luscious pussy. She rocked on her heels, meeting him at every thrust, as deeper and deeper he pushed into her. Her sheath clung to his cock, clenching it as he moved faster and faster. Harder and deeper he slammed into her body, slapping against that ass with each stroke. His balls draw up, ready to spew their load and Holly’s crying out “Oh fuck yes – fuck yes baby!”

Robert’s eyes rolled back as the cum streamed from his body, furiously pumping into Holly’s pussy. He felt her clamp down on him and drag the rest of his orgasm from him. They both groaned as the last few thrusts empty their bodies. Panting and gasping they quake against each other, trying to catch their breath.

Shakily, Holly stands up, pulling Robert’s cock from her pussy. “Oh baby” she chuckles. “let me get you something for that.”

She disappears into the kitchen, returning with a warm wet cloth. Seating Robert back on the couch she submissively sits at his feet and proceeds to attentively clean his cock, gently wiping all traces of their mixed cum from his cock and balls. As she continues to minister to every last trace Robert can’t believe he’s getting aroused again. He yelps as she pulls his semi-ridged dick back into her mouth. Very lightly she sucks him totally clean, pulls him from her mouth and smiles up at him again.

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Andy pulled up to the kerb and stopped his car. Gingerly he climbed out and walked the short distance to the red front door. He hesitated a second then rang the bell. As he waited he shuffled nervously; would she open the door or would it be her father coming to say she did not want to see him. He was so expecting to be told that she did not want him he was surprised when Helen opened the door. Andy smiled when he saw her in relief. Her smile back was a little cold. It took a bit of the wind out of his sails but not too much. After the cool reception he got at the end of their first date he was simply happy she was actually seeing him again.

The two of them had been set up by their mutual friend Rach. Andy had known her since uni; Helen worked in the same office as her. Rach had decided that the two of them would be perfect together, in spite of the age gap. He was twenty seven and she was just twenty one. So had set to work in order to get them together. Andy had tried to resist but knew from long experience that when Rach put her mind to something she usually accomplished it. So finally he had given in and had gone out on a date with Helen. It was not that he thought he would not like Helen, he fully expected her not to want him. After all she was small petite and very pretty. He was anything but small and handsome. He had always been large and no matter what exercise he ever did he kept a big belly and not a six pack. Her initial reaction on seeing him had not filled him with hope. She had tried to hide it but he had seen the flicker of disgust in her eyes. Not that he had expected anything else, every woman he had ever tried to date since uni had shown the same reaction to him. Helen had been polite during the date but always kept her distance from him. By the time he dropped her off at her home he had expected her to tell him she did not want to see him again. She had not done so, but he knew that was only because of her friendship with Rach. A pretty woman like Helen would not normally have been seen out with him. Then Rach had come up with the idea of them having a picnic she would be with Stephen her bloke and Andy could bring Helen. He was surprised when Helen said yes on the phone when he called her up. But again he heard the reserve in her voice and knew it was only because of Rach.

“Just wait a second while I go to get my coat.” Helen said to him and disappeared back into the house. Andy watched her as she walked away liking what he saw. Helen was he had to admit, a pretty girl. She had a slender, petite figure with small almost tiny breasts and was not even five foot high. Her short legs were shapely and not too thin. Her small round face was haloed by shoulder length dark hair. She had bright blue eyes that sparkled when she smiled. In one thing Rach was correct she was just Andy’s type of woman. Only problem was he seemed not to be her kind of man. He heard her saying goodbye to her parents then she came back pulling on a small black jacket over the thin white blouse she was wearing. Below that was a simple black short skirt. He smiled again and she smiled back this time with a little more warmth.

“Do you know where we’re going, because I have no idea.” She said. Andy nodded.

“Yeah it used to be a hang out during uni. Not too crowded which is good.” He led her to the car and opened her door for her. She smiled in thanks. Quickly he got into his side and started the car. The journey to the park was a short one, and a quiet one. Andy tried to engage Helen in some sort of conversation but each time it faded out of reach. After three failed efforts he stopped trying and drove in silence. As they pulled onto the car park Andy saw Rach standing next to her car with Stephen. She waved to them and smiled broadly. Andy smiled back just happy to see her. She was tall, with a full figure and long blonde hair. Not that Andy had ever considered her as girlfriend material. The two were more like brother and sister; the idea would have freaked him out. And probably done the same to Rach. As soon as he had stopped Helen climbed out leaving her coat on the back seat and gave Rach a hug. Andy got out a little more slowly watching as Helen said more to Rach in the first minute than she had said to him in the whole journey. As Rach looked over Helen’s shoulder at him he saw her reaction to the look on his face. He walked round to the boot of the car and pulled out a cool bag with food for the picnic. Rach walked over to him.

“What’s up?” She whispered.

“She doesn’t want to be with me.” Andy told her. “The only reason she’s here is because you’re here. If it had only been the two of us I think she’d have said no.”

“I thought the first date went well.”

“Not really, she only went out with me ‘cos you asked her to. A pretty woman like her would never want a guy like me.” Rach glared at him.

“Stop saying that, you’re funny, romantic, loyal…” She said.

“Fat, ugly, boring.” Andy finished making Rach glare harder at him.

“If you keep thinking like that you’ll never get a girlfriend.”

“Ever gaziantep bayan escort thought I’m not meant to, maybe I’m supposed to stay single.” Rach shook her head.

“I’ll try to find out what’s wrong and see if I can fix it. I know you two are perfect for each other.” She said and headed towards Helen. Andy stared after her shaking his head slightly. There was no way he and Helen were perfect for each other. She was way too pretty for him.

The four of them set off along the footpath through the woodland. Rach was leading with Helen beside her. Andy and Stephen followed behind carrying the bags with the food and drink. The two women chatted as they walked their voices too soft for Andy to hear. From the couple of glances behind from both of them he guessed they were chatting about him and Stephen. Andy did not really know Stephen, he and Rach had only been going out for a couple of weeks. The two men had greeted each other when Andy arrived but now the walked along without talking. Rach led them down a path Andy did not recognise. It was a side path from the normal route through the park. The walk lasted about fifteen minutes then they reached a large clearing in the woods. Rach took her shoes off and bounded into the clearing.

“What do you guys think, isn’t this the perfect picnic spot?” She said twirling around in the middle of the clearing. They all agreed that it was perfect. The four of them emptied the two bags out and soon they had a large table cloth covered in various food and drink. Rach and Stephen sank down next to each other. Helen sat close to Andy but with an obvious gap between them. Andy hid his disappointment.

“How did you know about this place?” He asked Rach.

“I’ve known about it for years, used to come here as a kid with my family. It’s off the main path so virtually no one comes down here.”

“You never brought me here and we used to go for a picnic at uni.”

“Hey I don’t want the whole world to know. It’d never be free for me and my closest friends now would it.” Andy nodded and smiled. At least Rach liked him, even if it was just as a friend. He was happy to take that.

They started eating and chatting. Rach and Stephen were obviously very close already. He had known Rach for years and had never seen her as relaxed with a guy as she was with Stephen. He hoped it lasted, and looking at them together he thought it probably would. He and Helen were a different matter. The few times the spoke together it was cold and impersonal. From the way Helen spoke to him you would have never thought they were supposed to be on a date. Once they had all eaten their full they lounged on the grass with their different bottles of alcohol. Rach suddenly laughed.

“Do you remember that picnic with Julian?” She said to Andy.

“God yes, he was a complete prick.”

“Tell me about it, but you pulled him down a peg didn’t you.” Andy nodded slightly embarrassed about the whole incident.

“How do you mean?” Helen asked surprising Andy as it was the most interest she had shown in him all day.

“Oh Julian thought he was god’s gift to women. And figure he had to share his gift with as many girls as he could.” Rach said. “I had fallen under his spell and then he had dumped me to go onto another girl. Andy set him up good to get him back.” Helen looked at Andy quizzically.

“The guy had broken Rach’s heart then was rubbing her face in it by bringing his new girl to the picnic.” Andy said.

“He never broke my heart!” Rach insisted. Andy laughed.

“Ok dented it then, you did have a thing for him when you first started at Uni.”

“Maybe.”

“So what did you do?” Helen asked.

“He managed to get Julian to dress up in an old fashioned woman’s swimming costume and got a couple of photos. Which somehow appeared on the students’ bulletin board.” Rach said.

“It was easy. The guy was a jerk who couldn’t handle his drink.”

“Yeah but you brought the costume and the camera.”

“He deserved it for what he did to you. I don’t allow people to use my friends.” Rach smiled in reply.

“One thing about you, you’re very protective of your friends.” She said. Andy nodded and smiled, then noticed Helen looking at him. She has a slightly quizzical look in her eyes.

“Did you do many tricks like that?” She asked.

“A few yes, but not many.” He answered.

“Who are you kidding, he was quiet a joker at uni.” Rach butted in. “I could tell you loads of stories about him. Most of them are against those who upset his friends.”

“I’m sure Helen doesn’t want to hear about my misspent time at uni.” Andy said nervously eyeing Helen.

“Oh no, I would be glad to hear all about your mischief making.” She replied waving to Rach to continue. With a grin Rach launched into another tale about Andy’s activities when the two of them had been at uni. Andy sat still embarrassed as all his darkest, most mischievous actions were spilled to his new girlfriend. To his shock Helen seemed to lap them up, urging Rach to tell another tale as the last one ended. All the time she was giving Andy strange looks that he could not read. Finally she turned to look directly at him

“You do not seem to be the same person you were then.” She said, “you were very boring on our first date.” Andy spluttered for a second at her bluntness. “Rach had said you were a laugh to be with, I didn’t smile once all night.”

“I was nervous.” Andy said weakly.

“Why?”

“I’ve not had good experiences before with women and didn’t want to appear to flash.”

“Andy has a habit of going into his shell when he is nervous. He’s ok once you get to know him, but before that he’ll sometimes be too quiet.” Rach said emphasising the last two words as she glared at him. Helen laughed softly.

“I think I understand. I knew a pal at school like that.” As she spoke she shifted slightly towards him. Andy glanced at Rach his eyes wide in surprise. She smiled knowingly and Andy realised she had figured out what the problem had been with the first date. As they chatted Andy relaxed, Rach had told so many of his worst behaviour he did not have to worry about embarrassing himself any more. As he did so Helen seemed to thaw rapidly. She moved closer to him and soon began chatting with him happily.

The afternoon passed quickly as they sat, ate and chatted. The four of them relaxed and enjoyed each others company. They were having so much fun that they failed to notice the dark clouds that slowly filled the sky above them. The first warning they had of the impending storm was a loud clap of thunder. They jumped and Helen gave a sharp squeal. A second later the heavens opened and rain began to pour down on them.

“Where the fuck did this come from?” Steven snarled as they clambered to their feet.

“Never mind that, let’s get back to the cars.” Rach said. They all began to throw the picnic stuff into their bags. By the time they had finished the storm was raging over head. Bolts of lightning flashed across the sky and thunder roared with each bolt. The rain streaked down drenching them. Holding onto the bags they dashed back through the forest as fast as they could. Rach and Stephen soon pulled ahead as she knew the way. Helen was unable to keep up as well and Andy hung back with her. He hoped he could remember the route back should they loose sight of Rach.

He caught sight of Stephen disappearing across a clearing down the trail and dived towards the clearing. As he got close he felt a sudden tingling. Something at the back of his head warned him to stop. He did so stopping suddenly just before the clearing. Helen shot past him heading towards the clearing. Andy’s unease rose and he grabbed at her, catching her arm and pulling her back towards him. She turned to stare at him.

“What you doing we’ll lose…” Her words were interrupted as a bolt of lightning struck a tree at the other side of the clearing. With a sharp crack the tree exploded showering strips of bark across the clearing. Andy twisted round to protect Helen from any shards that might reach them. He felt her jump and wrap her arms around him in terror at the explosion. She looked over her shoulder at the remains of the tree.

“I would have been caught by that if you had not stopped me.” She said her voice shaking in shock. She was still clinging to Andy and he could feel her shaking in his arms. She almost sank to her knees as the shock of her near miss hit her. He looked around knowing instantly she could not continue. Through the trees he saw a small shelter for walkers.

“Come on let’s get under cover.” He said having to shout over the almost constant roar of the thunder from the storm. Helen let him lead her over to the shelter where she sank a bench. The shelter did not protect them much, but it did block the full force of the wind. The rain swirled around the shelter but did not hit them with its full force. Andy sat next to Helen his arms around her shoulders. She clung tightly to him and he could feel her gasping sharply for breath. Around them the storm raged, blasting the wood with its full force. The rain fell in streaks driven by the wind. Above them the sky was ripped apart by massive bolts of lightning that flashed wildly across the sky. Each bolt was accompanied by a roar of thunder so powerful it took Andy’s breath away. He felt as if the storm was pressing down on him, at the same time he could feel the power of the static electricity in the air. His skin tingled and he felt as if his body was being jolted by thousands of electric flashes.

“How did you know?” Helen asked her eyes wide as she looked up at him. Andy shrugged.

“No idea, I just felt it and knew something was going to happen. That’s why I grabbed you.” He told her.

“It was a good job you did, I could have been killed.” She shook as she spoke.

“It’s alright neither of us was hurt so no worries ok.” Andy told her squeezing her softly in his arms. She nodded softly then suddenly kissed him on the lips. Andy felt her lips pressing against his and after a seconds surprise began to kiss her back. Suddenly she pulled away and pushed herself away from him

“I’m sorry I did not mean to do that.” She said with a gasp her hand coming up to cover her mouth.

“Why not I liked it?” Andy asked.

“You did, I was not sure you would. I am not the most beautiful woman around.”

“What!?” Andy said shocked.

“Well look at me, I am too small and thin, my breasts are too small and I am not that good looking.” Andy looked at her as she stood in the rain. Her black hair was drenched by the storm the rainwater dripping down her face. Her thin white blouse clung to her body tightly. Her eyes flashed with the lightning and he could see a wild look in her eyes that matched the way he felt.

“You’re gorgeous and sexy Helen.” He told her.

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are,” he told her and pushed himself up. He took her in his arms and pulled her towards him. She looked up at him her eyes wide not sure what he was going to do. Holding her softly Andy lowered his mouth down to kiss her firmly on her lips. For a second she was tense then kissed him back softly then pulled her head back.

“You mean it?” She whispered looking up at him. Andy nodded. “You think I am sexy?” Again Andy nodded.

“Yes very sexy.” He told her. “I thought so the moment I saw you. I hoped that somehow you’d like me so one day I might be able to make love to you because you were so sexy.” Her eyes widened in surprise. Then she kissed him, harder this time. He kissed her back, as he did he felt her fingers tighten around his arms. Then she slid her arms around his neck and held onto him as she kissed him passionately. He felt her lips open to his probing tongue. The storm thundered around them and Andy felt his body reacting. He was suddenly breathless and yet powerful at the same time. His blood seemed to respond to the flashes of lightning, becoming like fire in his veins. He kissed her hard, wanting to almost devour her with his kiss. She clung to him sinking into him letting him hold her.

They had been kissing for nearly a minute when Andy felt her fingers rubbing against his groin through his jeans. He knew she would be able to feel how hard his cock was. Just holding her and kissing her like this had turned him on. He hoped that fact would not put her off. As her fingers pulled down his zip he knew it had not. Her fingers wriggled into his jeans and slid around his cock. They felt small wrapped around him as she began to slide her hand up and down him. Andy gasped softly as she began to wank him off. Softly she pulled his cock out still rubbing her small hand up and down him. Then she dropped quickly to her knees in front of him and slipped her mouth down over his cock.

Andy gasped as she sucked on him. His mind wheeled and he panicked for a second. What if someone came by and saw them, what would happen? Then as her lips slid up and down him sucking him deeply all his worries left his mind. He moaned softly at the pleasure of his cock in her mouth. Looking down he watched as she slid her mouth up and down him. His cock disappearing into her mouth was an even bigger turn on. She sucked hard on him, her lips moving rapidly up and down on him. Andy gasped and moaned at the feel. Her hand wrapped around the base of his cock holding him still as she moved her mouth up and down him. Soon he could feel himself getting close to cumming. Before she brought him to his orgasm she pulled away and stood up.

“I want to make love to you.” She hissed softly and pushed him back onto the bench. She climbed up to straddle his thighs and pulling her panties aside lowered herself down onto him. She gave a deep gasp as she took his cock inside her. Andy moaned as he felt how tight her pussy was around his cock. She felt so tight he wondered if she was a virgin, if she had let him take her virginity. But the way she had sucked on him and the way she was riding his cock indicated that she had experience and was not a virgin.

Andy could see her face in the flashes of lightning. Her blue eyes were half shut as she gasped riding his cock. Rain ran down her cheeks onto her blouse drenching it further. The thin white material clung to her chest showing her small breasts. He wanted to feel them, to take them in his mouth and suck on them. He clawed at the buttons of the blouse, in his need tearing some of them off. He ripped the blouse back over her shoulders and behind her back. He could see that she was wearing a thin pale pink teddy. Her breasts were held in the cups, only just big enough to push out the material. Andy slid the straps of the teddy down exposing her breasts. He stared at them, taking in their small form before reaching up to rub his fingers over them.

His nerves were so wired by the static in the air that he could feel every crease of skin, every small bump and ridge on her nipples. He ran his fingers over the nipples squeezing them firmly. Helen hissed at the touch of his fingers. Her motion on his cock increased, moving faster up and down on him. Andy gasped then lent forwards to take one tiny breast into his mouth. He sucked hard on it, drawing out the hard nipple and flicking his tongue all over it.

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This story was written for a dear friend of mine with whom I share a special bond. I wrote it while we were talking about a party she’s throwing this weekend. She asked me what i’d like to happen and how I imagined it in my head, and I told her the following story. Also, note that part of the story describes a friend and I applying eyeliner. No, we are not transvestites or homosexuals, we are simply heterosexual males who wear eye makeup, as are most of my male friends. We just like how it looks. I hope you enjoy…

We’re at the party at your condo. I’m dressed to kill and you’re dressed to get your clothes ripped off by yours truly. When I get to the door, everything’s just casual; we’re all “Hi! *hug* How are you oh it’s so great to see you again!” The party starts like normal, everyone gets right to the drinking and socializing. You’re walking around, greeting guests and catching up with people, making sure everyone’s having a good time, but I can’t keep my eyes off you, and every time you look around, you see me looking. Whenever our eyes meet, you give me that look. What look, you ask? I can’t explain, just… that look. You smell awesome and whenever you walk by, your perfume just makes me want to pick you up right then and carry you away, but that wouldn’t be very refined of me now would it? So I just stand there with my drinks and friends and conversations, admiring you, wondering what might come of tonight, if anything at all. By now we’re both feeling the liquor. I’m being more talkative and my senses are heightened, but your presence is also arousing my senses. You’re also becoming more chatty and giddy.

Seth and I go to the bathroom in your room to fix our makeup. Shortly after, you come in, looking for me. After we’re done with our eyeliner the three of us start talking, but you and I keep exchanging glances. Then you blurt out, “Oh yea, Seth, Jill was looking for you.” I can easily tell from your tone of voice and randomness that it was a lie. Did he notice it? Who knows?

As he exits, you tell me to shut the door. I do as instructed and turn around to look at you, not knowing what to do, say, or think; I have no idea what’s about to happen. gaziantep bayan escort You put a hand on my chest and run it down to my belly. I start to get hard from anticipation, and I see that your nipples are already erect. When you get to the top of my pants, you move your hand back up and behind my neck, pulling my head down towards you. Our heads are careening towards each other magnetically. We’ve both wanted this for so long. Our lips collide with each other, sending bolts of energy though both of our bodies. The first kiss is hard, and then we both try to be gentle and soft. But that is very short-lived; the passion and the alcohol soon take over and we’re kissing like we’ll never kiss again. Your hands find their way to my sides, my chest, my back, your nails clawing at me, roaming over my body. My hands, which have been on your hips most of this time, push their way under your shirt and lift up. You’re not wearing a bra, and as I slide the fabric past your breasts, your nipples get even harder. When your shirt is off, my hands go straight to your nipples, pinching, pulling, twisting. I lean my head down and start sucking your right nipple, flicking my tongue back and forth on it.

You pull my free hand off your waist and place it in your skirt. I take the hint and move my hand up to find out you chose not to wear panties tonight. Were you expecting this? I’ll probably never know. You’re very wet already and I almost effortlessly slide a single finger into your pussy. With my thumb, I rub your clit while you lean your head back, moaning softly. Out of the corner of my eye I see your hand moving. Then I feel it on my crotch. You start squeezing and rubbing, and I move my head back up to kiss you. You lean forward, putting your weight into it, shoving me against the wall, not breaking the kiss, my finger still inside you.

You start undoing the buttons on my shirt and then push the shirt off my shoulders; it slides down my arms and onto the floor. Next you reach both hands down and start undoing my pants, and you pull them down along with my boxers, at the same time sliding your body down mine. I can feel your soft breasts and their hard nipples sliding down my chest, then I feel your soft flesh on my cock, then I feel your cheek brush my cock. I’m so excited, I feel like I could come right then. You grasp my cock in your hand, rubbing it gently on your cheek. Then I feel wetness and warmth on the head of my cock. I feel your tongue slooowly sliding up my shaft. When you get to the head, your tongue slides around clumsily, rolling around the head. Then I feel your hot breath on my shaft, then I feel myself engulfed in you. You can feel my pulse through my cock, I’m so excited. Your hands are rubbing my thighs, inside, outside, around to squeeze my ass. One hand finds its way to my cock and I feel myself exit your mouth. I’m disappointed, but only temporarily, as I feel your soft tongue applying pressure to my balls. You spend a few moments sucking and caressing my balls with your tongue, and a couple more moments bathing just under my scrotum with saliva. Then you take my cock back into your mouth.

Shortly after, you stand up again and start walking backwards towards the sink, holding me by my waist, bringing me with you. You lift yourself up onto the sink and pull my head down to kiss you more. I feel your fingers wrap around my cock again. I can feel your pussy rubbing on my penis; I realize you’re using my cock to stimulate your clit. Then I feel wetness, LOTS of wetness. I feel more warmth, so warm it feels like it’s on fire. I realize you’re pulling me into your vagina. I oblige without a second thought, pushing my hips towards yours, further, further, until our hips meet. I slowly start to withdraw, and you have that familiar look on your face, one of utter amazement. I pull all the way out and you grab my cock again, using it once more to rub your clit, then you pull me back in again. We start a slow rhythm:

Innnn

…Out

Innnn

…Out

Seeing you is such a sight, wearing nothing but a skirt. It’s even hotter than if you were totally naked. I feel your muscles squeezing me from inside, your fingers are gripped tight into my back, and we’re looking straight into each other’s eyes like we can see each other’s souls. You’re moaning quite a bit, as am I. Our rhythm starts picking up speed:

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

In-out-in-out-in-out.

You’re moaning loudly now, telling me “I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come…” I lean down until my shoulder is in front of your face, and you bite down on me to muffle your cries. I feel your vagina clamp down on me and your entire body reacts the same way, clamping: your legs wrap around behind me, pulling me deeper, your hands dig in even further, you bury your face deeper into my shoulder. All this is too much; it won’t be long before I come. As I feel the come from your pussy hit above my cock and pouring down over my balls and thighs, I can’t take it anymore; feeling you come on me pushes me over the edge, and my semen starts boiling up my shaft. As I groan, I can hear your muffled cries in my shoulder, “I’m coming! Oh god I’m coming! FUCK ME!!!” like you always do. My hot come shoots into your belly, spurt after spurt, in an orgasm that doesn’t seem to end. Both our bodies are spasming and we can’t move. We’re just locked together tightly, sharing this climax. Finally, our orgasms start to die down, and I start moving again, slowly, sliding in and out.

When our orgasm is completely finished, I slide out of you. After a few moments catching your breath, you come down from the sink to lick my cock clean, and I return the favor. We kiss again, not too soft, not too hard, just right. Our kisses feel so perfect. We are both on a euphoric high (and a little bit of vodka). We help each other dress and open the door, and see someone waiting to use the bathroom.

As we walk out, we wonder, just how long we were in there? Did people notice we were missing in action? Did anyone think it suspicious that the hostess was nowhere to be found? Did we miss anything good at the party? Ohhhh SHIT, did people hear us!? The music was up kind of loud but still, we wonder… As we exit your bedroom and go back to the party, everything seems normal, but I can’t quite figure out if they know or not. “Oh well,” I decide, “if they know, who cares? And if they don’t know, who cares?” And I wonder to myself if you care at all if they know. The rest of the party goes completely normally, but you continue giving me those looks, making me wonder if there’s more in store when the guests have left…

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Chapter 1: Let’s Make a Deal (or Cramming for the Exam)

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“Come in?” Professor Carlson called out, tentatively. He wasn’t certain whether he’d heard a knock at his office door or not at first. The door creaked slowly open, and she walked in, her eyes mostly down and only glancing up at him occasionally. He felt his face grow flush, and his position in his chair suddenly became pleasantly uncomfortable.

“Professor Carlson?” she asked. She was really nervous about this meeting, but she was determined to maintain her composure.

“Yes, Susie, what can I do for you today.”

“Um, sir, I need to talk to you about my grade in your class.”

Susie was a freshman in his general chemistry class, and by far the worst student he’d had in years. But she was also by far the sexiest. And she was exactly his type: very innocent and very slutty at the same time, with a gorgeous face and long, brown hair, pulled up into two high pony tails. She had rather a lot of make-up on, which he loved, and she wore large, hoop earrings. She was wearing a short, flared skirt, a low-cut, but tight, cropped shirt that came up just under her very large breasts. (He was pretty sure she wasn’t wearing a bra.) Her very high heels accented her beautiful legs, and…were those stockings?

“Please have a seat,” he said, trying to maintain his concentration.

Susie walked carefully to his large desk, put her purse on the floor, and sank into the chair, taking a deep breath. She knew that she was failing miserably, and her only hope was to convince him to give her some sort of extra credit assignments. Maybe a short research paper? Or maybe he’d let her re-take one of the exams? She was desperate.

She crossed her legs and adjusted her skirt, and, for a moment Prof. Carlson thought he caught a glimpse of black panties. He cleared his throat and tried to keep his eyes on her face.

“What seems to be the trouble, Susie?” he asked.

“Well, sir, I…” She hesitated for a moment, and began again. “Sir, I know I’m not doing very well in your class. In fact, I’m pretty sure I must be failing.”

Prof. Carlson glanced at the computer screen on his desk. “Yes, I’m afraid you’re very right. And with only a week left in the semester, I fear that even a perfect score on the final exam wouldn’t help you to pass.”

Susie’s lips began to curl and for a moment she looked as though she might cry. But at last she pulled herself together and said, “Sir, I know I haven’t done anything to deserve it, but do you suppose we might find some sort of extra credit assignments that I might do to pull my grade up?”

“Susie, I really don’t think that would be fair to the other students.”

“Please, sir? My mom told me that if I fail this class, they’ll send me to the community college in my hometown. I just know I’d end up working at McDonald’s for the rest of my life!”

“Susie, I don’t mean to sound gaziantep bayan escort cruel here, but you really should have thought of this several months ago, not just before the end of the semester.”

“Maybe I could write an extra paper? Or if you let me re-take the mid-term exam, I’m just sure I could do much better!” As she spoke, she sounded more and more desperate, and she began to rise slightly from her chair.

Prof. Carlson paused. As she spoke, her breasts jiggled ever so slightly beneath her top. For a few seconds he could clearly see sheer black panties beneath her skirt, and…a new thought crossed his mind: he could have this gorgeous little slut for himself for a few hours. He couldn’t really believe what he was considering it, but he just couldn’t help himself. After all, he’d been secretly lusting after her all semester long, and here she was at his mercy. As he slowly realized what an opportunity he had, his pulse quickened and his cock began to harden between his legs.

“OK, Susie, let me think about this for a moment. You need to pass my class or you’ll spend the rest of life flipping burgers. But all your ideas for `extra credit’ mean that much more work for me; frankly I don’t really want to grade yet another exam or read yet another long paper. You’re asking me to help you out here, but you’re not offering any help to me in return.”

Susie was confused (a common state of mind for her). What did he mean? What else could she do? Surely he didn’t mean… Susie gasped softly at the idea of it. She did think Prof. Carlson was very handsome, but would he really be interested in her…like that? She felt herself becoming wet as she began to fantasize about him undressing…

“Susie?” His voice startled her back to reality.

“Sorry, sir. I was thinking about…something else.”

“Well, what do you think? Is there something you could do to help me?”

“Um…” She squirmed a bit in her seat. “Maybe.” Susie hesitated. Was she right about his intentions? How could she be sure? Then, as she shifted yet again in her chair, she glanced the front of his trousers. Her suspicions were confirmed.

“Yes?” Prof. Carlson asked.

“Sir, if you could help me to pass this class, I’d be willing to do anything you wanted.” And then, after a pause, “anything.”

“I see. Then perhaps we can come to an agreement, Susie. I’m willing to give you a chance to improve your grade IF you’ll do and say exactly what I tell you and answer every question I ask you for the rest of the day. Do you understand what I mean?”

“I think so.”

“Then do you agree?”

Susie paused. He really was handsome, she thought. And judging by that bulge in his pants, she could really have some fun with him.

“Yes, sir, I agree…I will do whatever you want.”

Chapter 2: Q she enjoyed the feeling of him using her for his pleasure.

Soon Prof. Carlson could take no more. He stood up over Susie, who slouched down low onto her knees. As he stroked his cock over her face, Susie again looked confused.

“What now, sir?”

“Now, Susie, I am going to come. I want you to sit just as you are, but hold your tits up for me, lean your head back, and open your mouth wide with your tongue out slightly.”

“Are you going to come in my mouth?” she asked hesitantly. Susie had also heard her girlfriends talk about “swallowing”, but she wasn’t sure she could do it.

“I’m going to come all over you, Susie. I’m going to drench you in my come.”

Susie’s heart was pounding. She was a little scared, but she did exactly as she was told. She lifted her tits up to him, put her head back, opened her mouth, and waited.

As Susie moved into position, Prof. Carlson began pounding his cock right over her face. He’d fantasized about this moment for the entire semester, and now he had his little slut right where he wanted her: on her knees, ready for his come. Seeing her lean her head back and open her mouth pushed him over the edge and he began to climax. The first few shots were huge and sprayed across her forehead, cheeks, and nose. The next several spurts dripped down into her mouth and onto her tits. He couldn’t believe how much come his cock was firing at her. As the last of his load finally drained from his cock, he saw Susie swallow the jism that had made it into her mouth, her face completely glazed with his seed.

Susie had gotten her first taste of come, and she liked it. It was a little salty, but a little sweet, too. But what she especially liked was what she did to him: the way he lost control over her, the way she made him moan when she licked his cock in just the right spot, the look in his eyes when he saw her tits. She was anxious to see what would happen next.

“So, do I pass, Professor Carlson?”

He smiled down at her with his cock in his hand. “We’re just getting started, my dear.”

Chapter 4: Passing with Flying Colors (or The Birthday Surprise)

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Susie approached the front door of Prof. Carlson’s house at 7:00 pm, just as he’d instructed. Their afternoon tryst was just the appetizer for another, more private session that same evening, and Prof. Carlson needed to, in his words, “recuperate a bit”. Susie arrived wearing the same outfit she’d had on during their earlier meeting, again just as he’d instructed. She rang the doorbell, and soon the professor answered, wearing tight jeans and a white button-down shirt. Susie hadn’t seen him dress so casually before, but she thought him very handsome.

“Welcome, Susie. Please come in.”

As soon as he’d closed the door behind her, he grabbed roughly her by the arm and pulled her close. He kissed her deeply, and she melted into his embrace. He ran one hand down to her skirt and felt her soft ass through her skimpy panties. In no time he had another raging hard-on, and he was ready for much more.

“Can I get you something to drink? A glass of wine?”

“Sure that would be great. White?”

“I’ve got a bottle of Chardonnay already chilled and opened?” He poured a glass for each of them and they sat close together on the sofa. They chatted about various things like her social life, her friends, other classes, and Susie soon found that the wine was going straight to her head. In no time she had gone from nervous to flirty, and she kept putting her hand on his thigh, giggling loudly at his jokes, and unintentionally giving him excellent views down her top. Prof. Carlson, meanwhile, was enjoying her behavior, becoming more and more randy as they spoke.

After a little while, he could take no more. He took her by the arm again and pulled her upstairs into his bedroom, where he’d set up a video camera on a tripod. Yet again, Susie was confused.

“Are we going to make a movie, sir?” she asked.

“Sort of. Have you ever seen a porno film, Susie?”

“No, but I’ve heard of them. It’s where people have sex on camera, right?”

“Yes, and tonight, you’re going to be the star of our little porno flick. Don’t forget our agreement, Susie.”

“But I don’t know if I feel right about being recorded. Who else would see it?”

“I promise you that only you and I will ever see this film. I just want something to remember you by.”

She was hesitant, but she trusted him, so she finally agreed.

“So, how do we start?”

Prof. Carlson aimed the camera towards Susie, and said “Well, first I want you to do a little dancing for me. I don’t want you to strip, but I definitely want to be able to see everything.” He went to the stereo and started a slow, sexy song, and then sat down on the bed to watch.

Susie smiled a little embarrassedly, but soon she got into the mood. Her hips swayed back and forth to the music and she squeezed her tits through her top. Soon, she turned her back to him and bent at the waist to make her skirt ride high on her ass. He could see her black panties pulled tight against her pussy and his cock got even harder. She ran her hands down between her legs and stroked her thighs upward towards her crotch. When she reached her panties, she hooked a finger underneath them and pulled them to the side, revealing her pussy for him for the first time. He sighed deeply at the sight. She wasn’t shaved, but she was neatly trimmed, which he found extremely sexy.

Soon she stood upright again, turned to face him, and lifted her shirt over her tits. Still swaying to the beat, she pinched her nipples until they were hard and ran a hand down between her legs again.

During her dance, Prof. Carlson had gradually removed his clothing, except for his silk boxer shorts. As the music came to an end, he was almost desperate with lust for her. He grabbed her roughly and threw her onto her back onto the bed. He climbed on top of her and kissed her passionately, pressing his bulge into her crotch. She moaned into his mouth as they kissed and she ran one hand across the front of his boxers.

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