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This story did not start with any intention to go wild or have any sexual encounters with my daughter’ friend Helen. It just occurs over time. It all started innocently. Helen and my daughter went to high school together. They became best friend and of course they were at the house often. Helen is not the type of women that will draw men’s attention. Yes, she is blonde blue eyes but she is 5’8″ approximately with a bit of extra weight. She has large breast around 38D and she is not a person that dress to show off. She is a bit awkward to talk too as well, as she has ideas of her own and portray herself has an asexual type of person. My daughter once told us, she is not even certain if Helen likes guys or girls.

When they graduated from high school, they both went their way but kept in touch. Helen also added us to her Facebook as she like chatting with us on occasion on many platonic topics. On occasion she posted some good stuff and sometimes really funny memes and I would comment and we would laugh a lot. We all kept in contact that way. At no point did I ever felt I was inappropriate or cruising her and I am certain it was the same from Helen side. My daughter is living a bit far away because of her husband work. That did not stop them from talking and visited each other every time they were in town.

One day Helen posted a meme that said “Do you want to know the difference between a man and a margarita? The Margarita hits the spot every time!” That’s when I answered, “That’s because you never found the right man.” She replied with an emoticon that had rolling eyes.

She then sent me a private message and said that she tried to find such a pearl of man but the best she found was her own toys. Of course, I had to have a smart-ass comment back and said, “Maybe you are searching for little guys instead of older man who they know where the spot is!”

It took about 10 minutes after seen my post before she answered and when she did, it was not what I expected. Her answer was, “That’s what you say, but I am willing to bet that even with an older man it would not work! I think I am doomed to be alone with my toys forever!”

I was not certain what to answer to this and was thinking of what I could come back and remain somewhat polite. This conversation was going somewhere I had never even though possible before. While I was thinking she started to write again and it was a short text, “If you know of such man, let me know I would love to find him!”

I got set back and without thinking I said “Me!” and hit send. Shit I thought did I go too far what if she gets mad and tells my daughter. So, I went to delete the comment before she see’s it, but too late she saw hit and I saw she was typing. I was getting ready for a blast of shit has Helen is known to say it, has she thinks of it and if you are offended, she would look at you and say fuck it.

My heartbeat was just in overdrive and I kept thinking why you said this. I was getting ready to apologize and to face the blast from my daughter and maybe even my wife. Especially that we have no sex life anymore and she would really get pissed at me and suspect I have tons of side affairs, which I do not.

Then the response appeared. I was sweating and afraid to read it. “Really, you think you are that good and could find my spot and replace my margarita! That would remain to be seen!” I did not know what to say as this by far almanbahis yeni giriş was not the response I was expecting. I replied to her and said, “You are not mad at me!”

“Of course not, I find that funny to talk to you like this and you always have been nice to me. I find it is just any style conversation.”

“In that case my response would be to you, just invite me and you will see!”

She came back rather fast and said, “First explain to me what you would do to me, as I am not wasting times with people for nothing…Not that we would meet but this conversation could bring hope that I would find such a man one day!”

“Helen the problem with this type of conversation is I may have to stop to play with myself has this is sexy and hot to say the least!”

“if you do, tell me, I may just do the same! Also, would you think of me when you do it?”

“Of course, Why not?”

“Well, I am not what you call the perfect woman and that I know!”

“But you are still good looking and not all man like skinny woman, some like woman with that love handle has they tend to know what they want and how they want it. I am such a man!”

“I never knew that! Thank you! Now tell me as I just think you are just lying to me!”

“I am not lying; see first thing I would do as soon as I would walk inside your place, I would grab your long curly hair and pull you to me without a word and give you an intense kiss.”

“Hummmmm! Good start, I like a man in control!”

“I would pull back your head and turn you around to be in a better position to spoon you against my body really tight and just bite the back of your neck, while holing you onto my dick so you can feel it grow in my pants. As I would do that, I would stop just to say feel what you are doing to me.”

“That would be a plus to make me feel I am doing this to you!”

“I would ask, are you starting to be wet yet!”

“Yes! I am!”

“Tell me what you want to happen, do you want me to stop or you want me to suck on your clit until you can’t stop shaking!”

“Mr. Smith! Now you have me intrigue and horny. This is not what I expected with the two of us. If you keep this up, I will wonder if it can really happen! I would also be very shy the next time I see you at your place.”

“Helen! I agree this conversation is getting hot and we can stop if you are uneasy. I also never imagine having chats like this with you but one innuendo to another it led this way. I do like it if you do!”

“So far I like it but just wonder how you will make me change my mind on Margarita!”

“Well, I was at the point of grabbing your tits and play with them from behind, while I still bite your neck and start unbuttoning your blouse to free these tits out. I am rubbing my cock on your butt and you are breathing heavy!”

“That would feel good you are right. While you are typing I am playing with my nipples to keep me excited!?

“Are they big, dark, erect!?

“They are light in color, large areola and big nipples…They are sensitive to my touch!”

“I like big nipples to nibble on them with my lips just like if I bite but more tenderly and at the same time lick them fast!”

“That would feel good!”

“Your blouse is open and I turn you around and deeply kiss you. While I kiss you, I take your hand and put it on my now very erect cock! It feels great and we kiss passionately! almanbahis giriş You stop and you asked me to go to your room, I follow you as you grab my hand to show me the way!”

“Mr. Smith, Can I ask you something weird!”

“Yes!”

“what if this conversation gets too hot for me to handle, I might ask to see your cock?”

“Do you want too!”

“Maybe!”

At that time, I unzipped my pants and take my erect cock out. I spit in my hand and rub it all over it. Then when ready to take a snapshot for her to see, she starts typing again. “Are you still there? Did I go too far!”

To those word I take a snapshot and send it to her with the comment, “For your eyes only!”

Her response was a snapshot of her tits with her fingers pulling on her nipple. Men I would have loved to be there. I answered, “Looks so tasty!”

“Yours too, looks tasty and I bet it would fill me just right! We have to keep this private I do not want your daughter to find out!”

“Is this an invitation for real? Or just the teasing!”

“Actually, it is a tease, but still a thought!”

“I imagine. You are now naked on the bed and I am spreading your legs apart and start kissing the inside of your legs starting from your feet all the way up, slowly kissing and biting your thigh. Then I get to your pussy and I lick all around it without touching the lips. Just licking slowly from bottom on one side all the way up and down the other side. You can feel my breath on your lips and I can smell your cum dripping from your pussy!”

“Miam! I like what I read!”

“Then I spread your lips apart and slowly start licking the inside of your lips but just so lightly going up to your clit but never touching it!”

“Ok! I am really dripping wet for real!”

“taste it and tell me what it tastes like!”

“hummmmmmmmmm! It is creamy and sweet!”

“Just like I love it!”

“Now I suck on the lips a bit and then release them! I then lick the inside of your pussy and inserting my tongue inside your pussy. While I am sucking those lips. You want more you want me to touch your clitoris but I hole back teasing. You are shaking and moving to try to force my tongue to go to your clit!”

“That would feel so good Mr. Smith, you are wicked you know! You should see me now; I am completely nude with a finger on my pussy! You are having this effect with you chat!”

“Now Helen, think of me licking the inside and swirling around your clit and barely touching it. I start slowly then pick up speed. Now I am applying more pressure on your clit and I can feel your orgasm built. Just has you start shaking more I grab your clit with my lips and start sucking it while my tongue is flickering it. Both my hands are holding your pussy on my face so you can’t move away! You are shaking and breathing so heavily and you start to convulse, can you imagine it!”

“Mr Smith! I AM ACTUALLY CUUUUUMMMMIIINNGG!”

“Great, I wish I were there to taste you, but this chat is rather fun. I did not expect that at all. I hope you like it enough to chat again soon.”

“I am happily surprised and agree, this is unexpected and fun and yes I would like to chat more as long as we keep this private. I don’t want your daughter to find out.”

Then I received a picture of Helen pussy close up with 2 fingers spreading her lips and they were all creamy as well as the inside of her lips. I would almanbahis adres have gone wild had I been there and seen this. “MIAMMMMM! This looks tasty!”

“It is!”

“I must go! My wife wants to talk to me. Talk soon!”

“Ok see you soon! Hihihihi!”

“Yes honey! What can I do!” Answering my wife.

“Honey, Helen Our daughters’ friends just wrote to me!” My heart almost stop I got so scared. “She asks me if you could help her with her computer, it is having issue and you know she is not wealthy and the cost can set her back! She would need some help, could you help her!”

“When?”

“Today if you can!”

“are going to come with me!”

“No, I have too much to do here!”

“Ok! Tell her I am on my way!”

I could not believe she did this and get my wife to help her get me. I got ready and left with anticipation. When I arrived at her place the door was unlock with a note saying, come in and find me!

I walked in and her clothes was on the ground going towards her bedroom. I got to her bedroom and she was laying there her spread wide and she looked at me and just said, “Now prove it!”

I did all of what we had talk and she was wild. Then she laid me back, got on top of me and rode my cock like no tomorrow. She was actually very tight and I could feel my cock touching the back of her pussy. I told her I was about to cum and she went faster and I cummed so much inside of her. She slowed down and then just stayed there until I got limped. Then she laid beside me and nibble my ear and said, “You can fuck me anytime you want and used me anyway you want.”

“You realise that open the door to all sorts of kink!”

“I do not have any partner and the reason is simple I like weird sex and good partner that know what to do are rare!”

“Helen! I will fuck you in all kinds of way, but you know it can’t be often as it will be difficult to be alone!”

“We will find ways.”

Then we just laid there a bit and cuddled. After about 10 minutes I had to get ready to leave and mentioned it. She got up and straddled me. She then lowered herself on my limp cock and she rubbed it back to life. When it was hard, she pushed it inside her and slowly moved back and forth. She raised back up a bit and upon my cock set free, she lowered herself again while holding it and directed it to her asshole. It was soooooooo tight. As soon as I was inside, I could not hold back and had an orgasm. She looked at me and her first words were, “We will have fun! Now go.”

Needless to say, I was surprised and happy. When I got home my wife said, “How did it go.”

I told her, “Great the computer is fixed for now but it is getting old so it will need a lot of help in the next few weeks.”

“It is not a problem, you give it the help it requires, I am good with it. Helen is alone with no one to help her and I think she is ready to play with guys…”

“WHAT!”

“You heard me well, today was planned, just don’t tell our daughter! By the way Helen can suck a good pussy you know!”

“Hummmm you mean you, Helen, planned this and you play together!”

“Yes, it has been going on for a while now. It just occurred and we fucked. I liked it but we wanted to find a way to bring you into the mix but Helen was not certain she liked guys. I guess she does, she sent me this beautiful picture!”

She had taken a picture of herself straddling me with my cock almost all the way inside her pussy and sent it to my wife. Then my wife said, “She is coming for dinner tomorrow night and you are the dessert. You will have fun but first you will have to watch both of us and you can’t touch until Helen says so!”

This is the start of some fun.

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This is in continuation of my previous story entitled “Walk in the Park”.

After dropping her off, I drove back to my place, wet, drenched and satisfied. The next few days, I drove by where I had dropped her off hoping to see her, visited the park but she was nowhere in sight. Almost in despair, having given up the idea of seeing her again, it was a Friday evening when I got her call on my mobile phone.

“Sahib, this is Maya, do you remember me at the Park last week.” She said a nervous expectancy in her voice.

“Of course I do. How are you? Where have you been? I searched all last week for you but you were not to be seen anywhere. I drove past where I dropped you that evening several times and looked out for you, also looked for you at the park.”

“Thank you,” she replied, “the family I work for had many visitors over and I am sorry that I could not contact you earlier.”

“That’s alright at least you have phoned me now.” I said relieved.

“Sahib, I would like to see you again, do you want to meet me?” she asked.

“Can you come over to my place on Sunday morning?” I asked.

“Yes, Sahib I have the day off, but is it alright if I come over to your place? Don’t you have family?” she asked nervously.

“No I live alone. Flat 42, Sagar Sadan, do you know the building?” I asked, “It is towards the Temple.”

“I will find it, Sahib, what time should I come?” she asked.

“Ten? I’ll be waiting and don’t worry I will tell the security at the gate to let you in. By the way call me Manu.” I replied.

She giggled and disconnected the phone. I sat and stared at space wondering with excitement at meeting her again and at the same time wondering what would happen if this developed into a relationship. My apartment was located in an old building with high ceilings and large rooms by the sea but it had been refurbished in a modern, minimalist style keeping the feeling of space. It was large two bedroom apartment with a long balcony running along the length of the living room which opened onto it.

She was from a different economic custom and how would our social circles view our liaison, what if she got pregnant, how would this situation develop? My mind was filled with many questions, hesitation, and I wanted to call back and cancel. But then the thoughts of the passionate sex we had took over and I masturbated my self at the thought of making love to her. It was an exciting encounter so spontaneous and natural.

Saturday went by slowly. The office was open half the day but my meetings went on till the late evening. I returned back tired and filled with a desire for sleep. I dozed off almost as soon as I hit the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The next thing I remember was waking up to the bell ringing. Being a Sunday, none of my servants had come. I don’t encourage live in servants as most prosperous Indian homes have. I value my privacy and so my servants don’t live with me. The cleaning maid also cooks and her husband acts as my valet and bearer, who looks after my clothes and does all the top work. They are a husband and wife team who live in a near by slum. They have been with me several years and know I like Sundays to my self. On Sundays I often cook my own meals which I enjoy doing unless I am entertaining friends.

I awoke suddenly to open the front door seeing Maya in front of me. She looked different wearing a green sari with a matching blouse. But this time there was a bra clearly visible and her Palau was draped over her shoulder covering herself. She carried a plastic bag in her hand and there was a smell of fresh fish. I welcomed her in and led her to kitchen.

“My Sahib, what a home you have and so big for just one person!” she exclaimed.

I took her bag and kept it in the fridge. We stared at each other and she burst out in a smile and said, “Are we alone?” she asked.

I nodded and she came and wrapped her arms around me. I kissed her and held her towards me. She looked into my eyes expressing awkwardness and searching for some explanation but I turned away as my hand cupped and squeezed her breast playing almanbahis with her nipple. I kissed her ear and nibbled her ear lobes causing goose bumps to her arms. I pulled her buttocks towards me pressing her against my erection which was stirring itself up. I massaged her buttocks through her sari and started to unfurl her Palau as I took off her sari. She twirled herself in a pirouette to help me undress her. She wore no panties. She lifted her petticoat and stroked her vagina with her finger and offered me her cum which she displaced on her finger. I opened my mouth and sucked her finger clean. I lifted her on to the kitchen work table and laid her on her back.

She closed her eyes and moaned as I unbuttoned and loosened her blouse and bra. Her breasts lay exposed and free as I disrobed her of her upper garments and buried my face in her breasts, licking them and biting them gently. I sucked on her nipples one by one as they rose erect, firm and taut, like little chocolate love buttons. I twirled them between my fingers and kneaded her breasts. She arched her back and spread her legs wide lifting her buttocks, letting her petticoat slide off her waist. She lay there totally naked as I licked her navel and probed it with my tongue. I lifted her legs and spread them wide exposing her furry choot (cunt). I blew gently on her clit and she moaned louder. I massaged her breasts with both hands as I licked the area surrounding her pussy. I kissed her thighs and as I made my way to her vaginal lips, she was wet and fully lubricated. I stroked her vagina massaging it gently, twirling her clitoris between my fingers. She gasped for air and brought her hands over mine encouraging me to go further. I licked her clit as a loud moan escaped her lips. I flicked over Maya’s clitoris with my tongue slithering over her pudenda like a slippery snake. My tongue probed the entrance to her vagina and. I sucked and nibbled on her clitoris as my tongue traced the outlines of the alphabet on her clitoral tip. I had to run through it thrice before she came as orgasm after orgasm like waves of pleasure took over her body. She writhed and pushed my face into her pudenda, I licked her soaked pubic hair as my hands squeezed her breasts. She lay exhausted as I rested my face on her pubic mound. The scent of the sum of her pleasures was intoxicating. She was out of breath and her stomach heaved as she breathed. Her vagina oozed with her juices as they trickled out. I scooped some off my fore finger and tasted the potency of her juice my throat went dry as I swallowed.

I removed my shorts, t-shirt and underwear and my lund, (cock) emerged hard and aching. She looked at my penis and got up to kiss it. Jumping off the table Maya dropped to her knees and took hold of my penis with both hands running her fingers over the head, caressing the tip flicking of my precum with the tip of her tongue. She kissed it and licked the length of my penis. She squeezed my balls and pinched my nipples. She enveloped my cock with her mouth and sucked harder licking the head with her tongue all over my tip. My cock stretched itself harder at her touch and as she tried to insert her tongue into my cock it felt like it was bursting it was so hard. She coated my cock now rock hard with her saliva. She wiped her cunt juices from her vagina and stroked my cock with her hand gliding over my shaft lubricated with her cum.

I lifted Maya back onto the table and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I brought the tip of my penis and rubbed the entrance to her vagina with my penis. As I rubbed my cock’s head into her crack, I felt her wetness and thrust fully into her increasing my tempo. Maya held onto my thrusts grinding her hips in rhyme with me. She lay back and arched her back, squeezing her breasts with her hands. She pinched her erect nipples till they oozed. She was completely absorbed in the sex. Holding onto her waist, I continued to thrust my self in her increasing the tempo and motion of my thrusts. Maya wrapped her legs tightly around me, her heels intimidating my buttocks urging me to thrust harder. She lifted her buttocks almanbahis adres to accommodate me to penetrate her deeper. She massaged her clitoris and opened up: I could no longer hold it back as I felt my sperm burst into her in waves and the accompanying tremors wrecked its way through my body and collapsed onto her exhausted and panting for breath. I caressed her sweaty hairy armpits and the smell of her body was an erotic experience in itself.

As I pulled out limp, her choot (cunt) remained open my sperm spilling out of her. As I removed my self from the entangled form of Maya and me, I noticed I too was drenched in sweat as she was. She removed my sperm with her fingers and sucked it all up. We laughed at each other and the intensity of the passion frightened us both as we hugged and kissed and held on to each other.

She followed to me to my room, completely at sea and in awe of my home. I ran a warm shower and invited her to share it with me. As I soaped her body, my fingers slithered over her, caressing her breasts, I cleaned her nipples. They responded by stiffening into little erect buds. I kept playing with them running the warm water letting them relax and then giving them a cold burst when they would stiffen again. The sensations drove her crazy. She grabbed my cock stroking my balls clean with soap suds. As she soaped me I started getting hard again. My hands kept exploring her body. Her back, her stomach, her waist, her bums, I soaped her legs and massaged the inside of her thighs. She was getting turned on herself. As I soaped her pubic mound and cleaned her pubic hair and clitoris with warm water and she was ready to go. Holding her by the waist I lifted her onto my cock and held her as she rode me. Gripping me with her thighs she mounted me and thrust her self pounding me. Leaning against the wall we lunged at each other. My knees bent as I bucked into her several times and as she wrapped her arms against me I could feel her stiff nipples rub against my chest brushing my nipples too.

She bade me lie down on the floor with the warm water gushing over my cock: she wrapped her lips around them and sucked the tip licking it furiously with her tongue. I fucked her mouth and withdrew just before coming holding myself back. She held my cock at the base of the head and squeezed me hard holding back the sperm. She straddled her self over me and holding my penis, guided me into her as she thrust herself onto my penis. She rode me lifting her arse into the air. Holding onto each other we both came at the same time. I burst into her as she collapsed onto me in a frenzy of orgasmic waves that writhed through Maya. She clutched her breasts and squeezed her nipples as she sucked my cock with her vagina milking it of every last drop of cum. I pressed her buttocks grinding into me as I came. Our bodies shuddering as we held onto each other, it was an intense experience. The whole moment was passionately sexual in an animal way.

We finished showering and dried our selves with towels she rubbing me and me her. Smelling sweet of sandalwood we collapsed naked on the bed and I rested my head on her breasts, kissed them and fell into a deep sleep. I must have slept for hours but when I awoke it was to the smell of freshly brewed coffee.

She sat at the edge of my bed with her petticoat on and nothing else. She had adorned the petticoat over her breasts like Indian women often do when they are at home and wearing nothing else. It looks almost like a halter dress. The shape of her breasts could be seen through the petticoat and her milky thighs and legs were hairy which was not unusual for a maid in India. Her one leg was folded up and she rested her head on her knee, the other was crossed over. I smiled and welcomed the coffee. “How long have I been out I asked?”

“A couple of hours at least!” she said, “Don’t worry, I have cooked you some food. You have a well stocked kitchen for a bachelor.

“Can we smoke one?” she asked pointing to the cigarette pack on the bed side table. I offered her one but she declined, she asked me to make her joint and pointed almanbahis giriş to the small lump of hash next to the cigarette pack. I smiled and said, Sure thing.” I started to roll a joint and she helped crush the tobacco. After I mixed the warm heated ball of resin into the tobacco into a smooth mixture I rolled it back into the cigarette and having lit it, inhaled deeply as I passed her the joint. She also took a deep drag and coughed a little. Whilst smoking the joint, I stroked her breasts through the petticoat and then asked her to remove it. She undid the string and it fell off. She sat there naked smoking the joint with me. She noticed my cock stirring hard. She stroked it gently and made me lie down as she slicked my shaft from top to my balls, tonguing the entrance to my ass. I was rock hard again. Maya strode me and rubbed her pussy along the length of my cock. She did this several times and the juices from her pussy lubricated the smooth rub.

I sat up and pulled Maya towards me and sucked on her breasts biting and nibbling at her nipples. She then lay back and invited me to lick her. She spread her pussy lips. I stubbed out the end of the joint and placed my coffee mug on the side table. I leaned forward towards her pussy as she opened her legs wide spreading her knees apart. I kissed the inside of her thighs and she moaned in appreciation as she lay back enjoying the sensations of my hot breath, my tongue and teeth on her flesh nibbling her clitoris. She lay back and let me work on her with my tongue. She begged me to use my fingers and fuck her.

“Uh… aaahhh mmm uh huhhhhh huh hah huh.” She moaned, “Oongly daalo please sahib dalo andar.” I inserted a finger and then another playing with her clit with my other hand. She moaned as I pinched her clit slightly and she indicated me to go harder. I squeezed her clitoris and was finger fucking her. She writhed to my rhythm and with two fingers I massaged her g-spot. As I continued, my fingers were soaked with her cum and she heaved and squirted over the bed sheets. She rolled over and lifted her arse in the air and begged me to take her. I got onto my knees and she grabbed my penis with her hand and guided me in after rubbing my cock at the entrance to her anus. I held onto her butt cheeks thrusting my self to her rocking movements squeezing one breast and then the other, we continued until I could no longer hold on and burst just as I pulled out cumming all over her lower back. My hardness would not subside I rubbed my cum over her ass and used the lubrication to gently enter her. She arched her back and hips in such a way as to accommodate me as I eased into her ass. I slowly penetrated her till I was fully in. Neither of us moved as I lay in her stiff and hard. I slowly eased my self away and just as she thought I might pull out I eased my self in again. I could barely last pulling out I came again after a few thrusts, my cock spurting into her arse. I collapsed onto her exhausted and panting for breath.

I cleaned her with a wet hand towel and then washed myself. We lay in bed entwined arms naked our bodies wrapped into each other. The scent of her body was intoxicating. We chatted for hours as she told me about her child hood, how she had been abused by an uncle. How she ran away from home and came to the city. She met up with an aunt who worked as domestic help. She had been kind and got her work. I was after that the first man in her life. She knew there was no chance of a relationship with me. Most unusually she decided to enjoy it briefly I felt greatly relieved and agreed with her.

We ate dinner and made love twice after that. She then dressed and got up to go telling me it was time to go as she had to collect her baggage and catch the train. I enquired where she was going. “Sahib, I have saved up, I am returning to my native village near Mangalore to get married. My parents have selected a boy for me and I have agreed. I may come back to work but then I do not what his plans are as yet.

I was stunned at the thought of never going to see her again. It was a somber thought. We ate dinner in silence. The fish was grilled to perfection and I had made a salad which amused her. While she cleaned up, I opened my safe and took out a wad of notes for her. She declined it and I had to insist on her taking the money. I hugged her and she left never to be seen again.

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“You can’t leave,” I exclaimed, “You’re the best thing about this place.”

“Thank you, that is really sweet,” Cathy replied leaning against the shoulder press machine I was sat at.

Cathy must have been in her mid 20’s, only about 5″ 2′ tall, with a slim body and, although hard to tell with the slightly baggy polo tops the staff had to wear, had a pert looking pair of breasts. She had an attractive, oval-shaped face but it was her chirpy, friendly nature which made her even more of a turn-on, along with the fact she often used to wear tight fitting leggings which, coupled with her narrow waist, really emphasized what a sexy, round backside she had.

She’d just told me that she was leaving the Health Club as she was now a fully trained sports physiotherapist and masseuse but there was hardly any call for those services here and so she was taking a job at a specialist clinic.

“Well, I’ve only just got here but you’ve already ruined my work-out,” I continued.

“Sorry,” she replied, with a sort-of ‘please forgive me look on her face’.

“I’m really going miss you around here but…,” I paused for a moment wondering if I was about to over-step the ‘mark’ but then continued, “…I guess I can tell you now that you’re leaving that when-ever you used to wear a certain pair of leggings around here it was very, umm……off-putting.”

“Really?” she said half quizzically but her smile indicating she’d probably guessed what I was getting at.

“Why’s that then?” she seemingly teased, tilting her head slightly.

“Well, as a 41 year-old, married man, I probably shouldn’t say this to a young, 20-year-old-something, but you must have the sexiest-looking arse I’ve ever seen.”

She was now staring straight at me, slightly grinning, but obviously wasn’t going to ‘help’ me by saying anything, so I continued; “and when you wear those tight leggings it….” I paused,”….often used to cause me a….problem.”

She grinned broadly.

“Not sure if I should really say, ‘sorry’,” she laughed, “but I’m actually going to say ‘thanks’ as I’m really very flattered.”

“Good, I didn’t want to offend you, it’s meant as a compliment.”

“Offend me!?” she did seem genuinely surprised at my comment. “What? That, a good-looking, athletic, mature man finds my backside attractive…!”

“Well, not just your backside…far from it actually…” I corrected her.

We looked straight at each other again for a few moments, neither saying anything and me unsure if I was just imagining the sexual tension.

Cathy’s eyes then dropped down and I suddenly became aware of the clear outline of my prick jutting upwards through my shorts.

Realizing it was too late to try to cover my erection I just sat there, waiting to see her reaction and was so relieved when I saw a definite grin appear once more on her face.

As she then looked back up at me, still grinning, I moved my hands up round onto my lap.

Cathy then leant in towards me, lightly touching my knee as she said, “Maybe I should give you a leaving present…wait there,” before walking away.

I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it, but I could have sworn she was provocatively wiggling her bum as she walked towards a door marked, ‘Staff Only’.

I just sat there for a while considering what she could have meant and then, half-heartedly, continued with my exercise until I saw her walk back into the main gym, a broad smile now on her face.

As she headed almanbahis adres towards me I realized she now had ‘those’ leggings on and I smiled and slightly nodded my head to her as if in appreciation.

Cathy stopped at the machine about 5-6 feet in front of me and for a few moments we again just stared directly at each other.

She then slowly turned round and, keeping her legs together, bent over, appearing to anyone else who might have been watching that she was fiddling low down with the seat of that machine. The outline of a thong was clearly visible and she very, very slowly, started wiggling that cute arse of hers, first side to side, then up and down.

Her backside was indeed the sexiest I think I’ve ever seen and this view of it made my now rock-solid cock jerk in excitement. I would have given literally anything at that point to be sliding in and out of her from behind whilst firmly groping those round, perfect-looking bum cheeks and I let out a throaty, frustrated sigh at the thought.

Fortunately, at this time in the morning, there were only a couple of other people in the large gym so no-one would have been aware of my massive erection now thrusting upwards or of Cathy, having looked around, spreading her legs and then running her hands slowly all around her bum cheeks.

She then spread her legs further so that she could athletically bend right over, her dark, shoulder-length hair touching the floor as she smiled back at me through her legs.

“You cow,” I mouthed, slightly shaking my head and again holding my hands to my lap causing her to laugh.

Cathy then straightened up, turned round and sauntered over to me, smirking broadly.

Standing so close that I could breathe in her musky, sensuous perfume, she let her thigh brush against my leg as she raised an eyebrow;

“Any ‘problems’ at the moment then?” she asked knowingly.

I simply nodded up at her, not sure what to add.

Cathy had a look around and then, leaning in towards me, dropped her left hand down and pulled my hands apart to reveal the massive bulge in my shorts.

She raised her eyebrows and a pleased-looking grin appeared on her face as I clearly heard her murmur, “mmmm.”

For a moment or two, she just stared straight at my lap.

After checking again if anyone else was watching she looked me straight in the eyes.

I was breathing quite heavily now and then gulped as, although I hadn’t seen her move her hand, I felt her finger-tips lightly trail all along the length of my prick, causing it to jump and twitch in excitement and surprise at her touch!

“Now I’m really flattered,” she smiled, obviously enjoying her affect and control over me.

Her polo shirt had dropped forward slightly revealingly a glimpse of a white, lacy bra and surprisingly large looking breasts.

After a moment or two, as if allowing me time to enjoy the view, and after I’d raised my eyes back to hers, she continued; “Seems a real shame…,” pausing for a second as if hesitating about what she was about to say but then continuing; “…don’t you think, to let such a big ‘problem’ go to waste?”

The way she’d emphasized ‘big’ had sounded so good and I simply nodded back up at her, letting out a muffled sigh in agreement.

I then groaned quite loudly as I felt her finger-tips trail around my helmet and then, looking down, saw her gently tweak at it a couple of times before firmly saying; “Good…give me a almanbahis giriş moment and then follow.”

To be honest I think if she’d instructed me to strip off there and then I would have probably done so and for one awful moment I thought I was just going to simply shoot my load into my shorts. Fortunately I just about managed to control myself as I watched Cathy walk over to the room marked, ‘Physiotherapy’.

She had a quick glance around, opened the door and stepped inside.

I waited for a few seconds and then, attempting to hide my still prominent bulge as best I could, followed her.

She’d left the door slightly ajar, so I quickly pushed it open and stepped inside myself.

Cathy was standing right there and for literally a second or two we just stared at each other, both now breathing quite heavily.

As I started to move toward her Cathy quickly stepped forward and, in one movement, reached behind me to lock the door and pull me down onto her welcoming mouth.

I don’t think I’d ever had a woman kiss me in such a forceful, wanton way, and was surprised at her strength as she pushed me back against the wall, grinding her body against mine as she continued to devour my mouth.

We were like two desperate teenagers, moaning and grunting as we pulled at each clothes and pawed at each others bodies, my hands kneading her arse cheeks and then running up to cup her breasts as she firstly grabbed at, and then quite forcibly rubbed my prick.

“Come on….” she urged in-between kisses, “we don’t have….long….and I need you….inside me…I need you…to fuck me,” as she yanked my shorts and inner pants down in one go and I felt her cool, firm fingers grasp my bare cock.

I spun her round so that her back was now pinned against the wall and kissed and sucked at her exposed neck whilst I felt Cathy wank my foreskin several times.

I then fell back onto her welcoming mouth and urgently pushed my tongue to hers as I pressed her to the wall.

“Fuck me….fuck me….I need you….to…fuck me now,” she was now half pleading, half demanding as she yanked her leggings down.

I lowered my face down to her breasts and quickly kissed and sucked at her tits, pushing my hands up under her polo top and firmly groping at them, pushing them together and then running my thumbs and fingers inside her bra to rub and tweak at her erect nipples.

Cathy was really moaning at my touch and I was desperate to suckle on these full, heavy breasts but she now pulled herself upwards by my shoulders and my cock seemed to automatically find its way to her entrance.

As I helped support her by the waist I let out a long sigh as I felt my helmet first nuzzle against her slit and then, in one glorious swift motion, slide up into her tight, warm pussy.

Cathy let out a long, guttural groan when it felt like I was fully inside her and then an even louder one when I slightly relaxed my grip on her waist, causing her weight to push her further down.

She was now impaled on me to the hilt and for a moment or two we just stayed like that, both sighing and looking at each other, seeming to want to prolong that moment.

It felt to me like the whole of my prick was being held in a soft, yet very firm, almost vice-like grip.

I then moved my mouth to hers and Cathy pulled me onto her, forcibly kissing and tonguing me and starting to move her arse up and down as best she could, grunting and groaning almanbahis yeni giriş all the time.

I moved my hands down to support her by the bum and this way I could start banging up into her and she seemed to accept that I had to be in control of the motions as she ‘just’ urged; “fuck me…that’s it…fuck me…fuck me hard…fuck me hard.”

Although I was the one thrusting up into her it somehow felt like, with the tone of her virtual-commands, that she was the one fucking me.

“God your prick feels so good…right up me…that’s it…deep inside me…right up me…ohhhh, yeaa…ohhh, yeaaaa.” Her words drove me on and I was now quite frantically thrusting in and out of her, banging her against the wall, Cathy seemingly oblivious to any discomfort the position might have been causing her and it wasn’t long before she started muttering;

“Going to come…going to come…oh yea, don’t stop…going to come…oh, fuck, yea, yea, yea, yeeesssss.”

As Cathy’s orgasm obviously hit she initially stretched her head back and up, her eyes tightly shut, then lowered her face down again to mine, pulling me to her and sucking back and forth along my tongue as I could feel her juices flowing all around my cock.

“God, that was…good…so good,” she grinned, as I felt her tighten her pussy muscles around my shaft and then release them again.

Enjoying the look that brought to my face she did it time after time, encouraging me to; “Come…I want to feel you come…I want your cock to come right inside my tight…wet…young…pussy.”

The look on her face and her words drove me on, especially the way she emphasized ‘young’ and I was now really grunting as I rutted her firmly against the wall.

It wasn’t long before I felt I should warn her that I was about to come but I didn’t get the chance as my prick suddenly spurted what felt like a torrent-load of my spunk deep inside her, followed by several more, very distinctive pump-loads.

Cathy simply grinned down at me and then moved her face down to kiss me deeply and longingly as I felt her wiggling down to enjoy the last semblance of my erection.

“That was…very, very…nice,” she smiled. “And it feels as though your ‘problem’ is going away,” she laughed as she again flexed her fanny muscles against my now rapidly softening prick.

I just nodded and smiled at her, then kissed down at her breasts, saying; “Although with you…it wouldn’t take….very long at all…for me to have…a problem…again.”

I heard Cathy sigh as I’d moved my mouth from one breast to the other, then sucked at them as I moved my right hand up to massage her left tit.

“We can’t…I haven’t got time…now,” she seemingly reluctantly said. “I’ll be missed…oh, that’s good…I do love having my tits played with…oh, that’s nice.”

“No, we can’t,” she then more forcible said, as if snapping out of it and trying to subdue her obvious temptation to just let me carry on.

“I do need…ohhhhhhh,” she interrupted herself, wiggling once more down onto me as she presumably felt the stirrings of my cock starting to harden again whilst still inside her; “…a reference from this place, so I do need to get back.”

“How about,” I grinned, as a thought suddenly came to me; “if I book out a physio session?”

There was a distinct pause as I guessed Cathy was trying to think of any problems with my sudden master-plan, but she then smiled broadly, kissed me and asked, “Would sir like a 30 minute or one hour session?”

“I think it better be the full hour.”

“Right answer,” she grinned and, laughing, added; “I’m sure we can have several more ‘problems’ in that time!”

She then kissed me once more before saying,”I’ll go and sort it out.”

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I have tried to ensure all sailing references are correct, I apoagise for any I may have got wrong, had I let my husband check it you would now be reading a 3000 word story on setting a spinnaker. I am always grateful for constructive comments to improve my writing.

We met James and Caroline in the check-in queue at Gatwick Airport. Like us they had arrived early hoping to avoid the throngs alas we had all been thwarted, the queue was long its tail growing longer as it snaked its way around the barriers with us getting no closer to its head. I dislike airports I hate the waiting, the queues, my humanity stripped now just a number not a person just one of ten thousand packages slowly being processed through the various cogs of the airport. I wanted to leave to get out.

I became cross with myself, I shouldn’t be thinking that way I knew there were many people who would swap with me right now, perhaps it was a slight of claustrophobia I didn’t like being closed in. I was lucky once through this melee, we would be starting our holiday the normal pressures of life would be forgotten if only for a short but enjoyable time.

John, my husband started the normal grumbling that seems to be obligatory in any airport wait. Caroline, standing in front of us turned explaining the delay being due to a fault on the baggage belt. I thanked her; soon we struck up a conversation, where are you going? Where are you staying? They had booked a last minute holiday, Caroline had lost her mother earlier in the year it had been a very distressing time and this holiday a chance to get away hopefully relax to rebuild her life. I could see the sorrow in her eyes, as we talked, my own mother had passed away no more than two years ago, I understood her pain with my own mothering instincts taking over I wanted to comfort her to wipe away the sadness deep within her turquoise eyes. We talked more steering the conversation to happier subjects; I explained we were off on a sailing holiday.

John was a competent sailor; his parents had had a boat for many years and he grew up around boats and sailing. We had our own yacht but being berthed in the UK meant we could get plenty of sailing but not the warm weather to go with it. John loved sailing in rougher seas for me though I had more enjoyment in a calmer warm blue sea with the hot sun on my back a gin they’ve probably got lost getting here, nothing to worry about.” He smiled, a smile I had seen a thousand times a smile I found comforting a smile that said, “No need to be worried, I’m here for you.”

We were on our third drink by the time they had arrived, we had started to wonder whether they were coming, I wanted to send Caroline another text John said not to worry. “I Told you they would be here.” John said smiling. I turned my head and could see James and Caroline walking towards us.

I called “Hi guys,” but got a muted answer, something wasn’t right with them. John went to look for extra chairs and James followed. “What’s the matter Caroline?” I asked patting the chair for her to sit down. It was easy to see she was upset her makeup disturbed from tears.

“Our hotel the tour operator has messed it up,” she was close to tears,” we got to our supposed hotel and they had never heard of us, said we didn’t have a reservation, we spoke to the holiday rep the hotel manager we even tried almanbahis adres calling back to their offices at home none could help the hotel was fully booked we’ve been put in a flea ridden smelly two star hotel that should be demolished, it’s horrible Susie, I hate it.”

I immediately put my arm around her trying to offer her some comfort. “Can they not get you in your hotel tomorrow?” I asked.

“Maybe in three night’s time, is the best they can do.” Caroline was clearly upset, as any of us would be. “They can give us a different hotel tomorrow night followed by different one the night after that.”

“That’s not fair I fact it’s disgusting.” I was getting angry for them concerned for Caroline. She didn’t need this trouble; somehow we needed to help them. The guys returned and we sat there discussing the situation. James’s phone rang, it was the tour operator he got up and walked away to take the call as Caroline followed him I prayed for good news.

I turned to John. “This is so unfair on them, especially Caroline, they’ve come her to get over her mother’s death and the only thing they are doing is getting more stressed.”

“I’m not sure what we can do. Let them move onto our balcony?” He replied.

“No of course not. Stop being so flippant. We could invite them to join us on the boat? We’ve got an upgrade, it’s plenty big enough for four we’re all getting on well, we can share the work load, damn it John the poor woman is close to breaking down.”

“Susie we only met them twelve hours ago the only time we’ve spent with them is standing in a queue at the airport. We may not actually like each other and what if they’re mass murderers and this is a set up?”

I slapped him on his thigh, hard. “You can see the state she’s in, that’s not an act and if we find we don’t get on we can just sail back and drop them off.”

“That would mean making course changes and ruining our planned route.” He argued.

“Sod the planned route if you think I’m going to have a good holiday knowing they are stuck here in a flea pit of a hotel then you’re mistaken. Come on John it’ll be fine, please.”

“Okay I understand that Susie, but there is something you haven’t thought about. What about stripping off? We can hardly go around naked with them on board.”

That’s true, I thought. We loved sailing but also loved to strip off and sail nude. “If that’s the case we’ll keep our clothes on. Look at them, it’s not fair, the least we can do is offer, they’ll probably say no anyway. At least then I can go with a clear conscience. Please John?”

“It’ll cost you a blow job.” He said with a smile.

“If you don’t ask them then trust me legs and mouth will be closed all holiday.” I always find it’s better to argue with a man’s brain, not his head.

John was resigned “Alright you win. I do want to help them though I did need to mention the pitfalls.”

“Good, I’ll get my lips oiled for later.” I smiled at him.

Caroline was back from the toilet and was speaking to James, after a couple of minutes they re-joined us Caroline was close to tears. “Any luck?” John asked.

“Not Really.” James replied. “We’ve had a chat and have decided not to continue with this debacle, they’ve offered us a flight home tomorrow and we’re going to take it. Neither of us can take much more of this.” James almanbahis yeni giriş held Caroline tightly I made her sit down before she fell down.

John turned to James and Caroline. “We’ve been chatting and we’ve come up with an idea. Why not join us on the boat, come sailing with us for a week? The boats plenty big enough and it seems we all get on well, so why not?”

“We couldn’t do that.” Simon answered. “We don’t want to ruin your holiday.”

I broke in. “You won’t be we asked you because we wanted to, it will be fun and less work for me, we can all chip in. And if I’m honest I’m not going to enjoy it if you’re not with us.” I looked at both of them hoping to get their approval and ensuring them we were serious.

John added to my statement. “If we don’t get on after a day or so or if you guys aren’t enjoying it we can bring you back and then you’ll be able to stay in your original hotel. Come on why not?”

Caroline looked at James; they had one of those conversations where no words are said. Caroline spoke “We’d love to join you, thank you, you guys are so kind. Only if you’re sure?”

“Good that’s sorted.” I said triumphantly. “John a bottle of Champagne please or whatever they have here.”

“You’re certainly not paying for that, we are.” James said. “If you can order it I’ll phone the tour operator and tell them.”

James made the call and John ordered the champagne, Caroline’s tears dried up her eyes lit up and I got a kiss from everyone. We spent the rest of the evening excited, talking and laughing, eating and drinking sorting out the logistics making plans. I gave Caroline a quick lesson in nautical terms; I knew many of them just weren’t sure what they meant. I knew in my heart it’s was going to be a good week.

We eventually said our goodnights and agreed a meeting time for tomorrow and more staggered than walking back to our hotel. Back to our room I kicked off my shoes and I fell onto the bed. “John I know it’s going to be a lovely holiday, they’re a lovely couple. A good idea?”

“Yes Susie it was.” John continued. “Wasn’t there something you agreed to back in the bar?”

I knew what he meant but thought I would tease him “No I didn’t agree to anything.” I said with a laugh. Before he had a chance to look disappointed I pulled my dress up to my waist and opened my legs and mouth. “Your choice Admiral.” John didn’t need to ask twice he was naked in seconds his cock already hard, my mouth starting to salivate.

Kneeling in front of me on the bed he leaned forward to kiss me his cock already trying to probe my pussy only my knickers preventing it doing so. Our lips touched our tongues entwined his hand on my breast playing with my nipple through my dress and bra. I put my hand out and found his hard cock I ran my fingers up and down his shaft feeling it get harder as I did. My hand grasped his balls and I gently squeezed, his back slightly arching a small moan of desire left his mouth. His hand trying to get to my breasts but my dress not allowing him full access, we stopped I lifted my shoulders and back allowing him to pull the top of my dress down exposing my breasts now covered only by my bra. With one hand he unclipped my bra, sliding the straps off my shoulders, my breasts now naked for him. His mouth went for my hardened nipples, he kissed it, sucked almanbahis it then a tender bite. I let out a moan my fingernails dug into his arse, again he arched his back my nipple receiving a firmer bite. I screamed both with pain and delight.

My hand sought my own pussy with two fingers I caressed it through my now damp knickers. John’s mouth found my other nipple giving it the same attention as the first, his hand and fingers taking over from where his mouth had been. One nipple being squeezed the other receiving gentle then firmer bites. I moaned, he knew what I liked what I wanted. Every bite I received I responded to on his arse, the pain and pleasure creating ecstasy for us both.

My pussy was aching I slid my hand inside my knickers with two fingers I slowly stroked my lips a third penetrated my pussy finding the exact spot. My fingers were soaked with my juices I removed them and rubbed the juice around my breasts before returning them to my pussy. John leaving my nipples lapped my breast dry then returned his attention back to my nipples. I wanted him inside me, I didn’t care my mouth, my pussy my arse my body was his to use.

I pleaded to him through my moans “Fuck me, fuck me anyway you want, take me, use me make me yours.”

His mouth left my nipple “Turn over, I want your cunt from behind.” I did as I was told, on all fours, he pulled my knickers down leaving them tangling on one leg. He positioned my arse I felt the tip of his cock on my pussy, with one push his cock slid deep within my pussy I felt his balls as they slammed into me. With his two hands holding me he started to fuck me hard each time harder than the last his cock hitting the top of my pussy My head buried in the pillow I was screaming begging him to fuck me harder, faster, tears falling from my eyes, my tits being bounced under me my body sweating with craving with lust. I wanted him to cum, to fill me, I wanted to feel his hot cum inside me, I felt his cock grow I could hear him moan he was getting close, I knew it, harder he fucked me, he let out a large moan, he screamed my name and I felt his cock explode inside me, I could feel his hot cum filling my pussy.

His pounding of my pussy slowed, now he was gentle the last of his orgasm retreating, I felt his cock start to soften, gently he pulled it from my pussy I felt a cocktail of hot sperm and my own juices running from my pussy down my thigh. I turned over and lay on my back with exhaustion. John wasn’t finished yet, he pushed open my legs his tongue replacing where his cock had been.

I felt his tongue on my pussy, he was cleaning me, and he knew how much I loved it. He lapped away his tongue on my pussy, on my clit, I rubbed my nipples softer than his bites had been, and they were now so sensitive, as he licked my pussy I could feel I was on the edge, I wanted John to push me over that edge with his tongue. I felt it rising within me, I screamed my pussy now so sensitive every brush of his tongue sending me to a higher plain. “Yes John now, I’m cumming.” My orgasm ran through me touching every part of my body, I trembled enjoying every last moment of rapture. I cried my body softened, John left my pussy moving up the bed to lay next to me, we looked into each other’s eyes, he kissed me softly I could taste him, I could taste me, I could taste us both.

John put his arm around me, I snuggled into him enjoying the security and love his body gave me, I wanted to be joined with him I wanted us both to be one, he held me tighter I could feel his warm breath on my back. His chest on my back. I closed my eyes and smiled knowing we were one.

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He walked through his silent house, weary from his day in the world outside. The comfort his home brought to him filled him with a peace and his aches and pains seemed just a bit more distant. He thought of the comfort and calming atmosphere of his bedroom as he walked down the hall towards it. He knew it would feel so good to shed his robes and climb into the soft bed. As he approached, he noticed a faint light appearing under the door. He wondered if he had left a candle or lantern burning in his haste to leave earlier and chastised himself at his carelessness.

He opened the door and first noticed a small fire burning merrily in the fireplace. His forehead wrinkled in consternation, as he knew he did not leave a fire burning. Just as he began to wonder if a hot coal had ignited, his glance fell on his bed and he saw her.

Just the top of her head appeared on his pillow, her silvery hair fanned out. Her hand curled near her cheek in sleep. He caught the sounds of her soft breaths as she slept. She had a slight smile curving her lips. Her arm and shoulder were bare and he thought the rest of her must be too. This thought caused a tightening in his groin as he moaned softly under his breath. He glanced around the room and his eyes alighted on her clothes draped over a chair. Soft delicate robes of purple, boots of fine leather, a pair of gloves, and a warm cloak were laid out as if awaiting her return. He smiled and looked back to the bed, stepping closer.

Had he ever gazed upon such delicate, pale skin? Her skin seemed to radiate with warmth through the ivory. He thought of how easily she blushed at almanbahis jokes and innuendo. He thought of how easily her skin marked when handled roughly. This thought made a groan escape from his throat again. He wanted nothing more than to pull back the thick comforters that surrounded her body and crawl into the bed beside her.

Silently he began removing his own garments. He dropped them over a chair, much like she must have done earlier. He sat down to tug his own boots off, dropping them heavily to the floor. He looked to see if the sound caused her to stir, but it did not. Her battles must have been long and hard this day.

Once nude, he leaned back in his chair and just stared at the still form on his bed. Her skin picked up the soft firelight and seemed to glow with warmth. His cock stood straight out, already hard at the thought of her being in his bed. He wrapped his fingers around the hard length and stroked slowly, his lethargy seeming to overtake him as he leaned back in the chair, smiling and thinking about her. He closed his eyes as the sensations traveling along the length of his cock filled him. A soft smile played about his lips….

Eyes opening slowly, the room was softly lit by firelight. She blinked and rolled onto her back, stretching lazily. She wondered when he would be home and what he would say about finding her in his bed. She smiled and hoped that she would still be here when he returned. Rolling onto her side, she gasped as she glimpsed a male figure sitting in the chair next to the bed.

Her surprise soon turned to pleasure as she realized it was he and that almanbahis adres he had fallen asleep in his exhaustion. She sat up in the middle of his bed, the comforter tumbling around her shoulders and down to her waist, exposing her bare form to the chill of the room. She felt her nipples peak as she looked at him, his semi-hard cock held in one hand as his head lolled to the side and he slept. A smile played at her mouth as she studied him.

His body was long and lean, the muscles clearly defined. You could see that he worked hard for a living and his body reflected this. His blonde hair was tousled and she could tell he had run his fingers through it several times that day. His lips were full and curved into a smile as he slept, as if he had a secret he couldn’t wait to share. She would never tire of seeing his body, naked before her hungry eyes.

Quietly, she climbed from his bed. Her bare feet made no sound as she padded across the floor towards him. She knelt at his feet, her hands softly touching his knees and then sliding up his thighs. She looked up at his face once more before she lowered her lips to the head of his cock, kissing it fully and allowing her tongue to swirl around the crown. She moaned and reached out her tongue to stroke its length again as it became more rigid. His hand left his cock as he reached up to slide his fingers through her silvery hair as her mouth enveloped him and she sucked harder. She moaned at his caress and the delicious feel of his cock as it slides deeper into her mouth.

Not removing her mouth from his shaft, her eyes looked up at him and he almanbahis giriş smiled down at her, his blue eyes burning so fiercely with desire for her. She moaned again, the sound so deep within her that it sounded like a purr of desire and want. Her mouth slides further down his length and she took his now throbbing cock deeper into her. Her tongue strokes against the hard flesh as she sucks and moves her mouth up and down. Her rhythm increases, beginning to be faster and stronger. She needed to feel his release. She wanted everything he had to give. His cock throbbed within her warm mouth and she pushed him deeper still, feeling the head press against the back of her throat. She trembled, her hands sliding along his muscular thighs as she held on.

As she increased the force of her sucking, taking his cock as deep into her mouth as she could, she slipped on hand down to cup his balls. His moan encouraged her to stroke his balls lightly with her fingertips as her mouth continued its work of pleasure along his shaft. The throbbing intensity was building and she knew she would get her reward soon. The first gush took her by surprise and she swallowed hard, causing her mouth to suck harder on him. Soon he was pumping into her mouth all he had to offer, his hips raising from his chair as he fucked her mouth with his turgid member. The salty sweet taste of him made her moan again.

At last she let his cock slip from between her lips. She nuzzled her face against it, rubbing it along her cheek. She looked up at him and smiled, her lips and mouth shiny with his juices. Slowly she pulled herself up, sliding between his legs as she kissed a trail up his belly, over his chest, across his shoulders, up his neck to his waiting lips. She hesitated, smiling at him with her eyes twinkling merrily. As she leaned in to place her soft lips against his, she whispered welcome home.

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I had just moved back to my childhood home in the Midwest after twenty years in Texas. Because the weather is so much more hospitable, I returned to a long forgotten passion for running. It was slow and clumsy going. I was out of shape and unused to the stress and demands of running on asphalt or cracked and broken concrete sidewalk.

Stumbling through the neighborhood I’d once ruled as my childhood kingdom, I stubbed a toe on a square of concrete heaved up by the roots of a giant oak. Lost in daydreams of my youth, my nose hit the pavement before I realized I was falling. It had been a long time since I last experienced a bloody nose.

I pulled off my shirt, wadded it beneath my nose and held my head back, trying to staunch the flow. Not watching where I was going once again, I bumped into a beautiful, black haired young woman who had stepped out of her house to pick up her morning paper and had witnessed my graceless fall. Whether she had come farther down her sidewalk to offer aid, or simply out of curiosity, I never learned. In a voice as soft as eider down, she suggested I follow her inside.

She led me to a small solarium on the back of the house, and had me lie back on the bench of a large piece of home exercise equipment, my feet toward the apparatus and my head leaning back over the edge of the bench. She left and returned shortly with an ice pack wrapped in a towel. Instructing me to stay still, she spoke almanbahis giriş in a chilling tone, “Now I have to go change. You got blood on my sweatshirt when you ran into me.”

When she returned the second time, I was both shocked and pleasantly surprised to see her towering above me clad in a leather bustier, leather thigh high boots, and a studded leather collar. In one hand she held three sets of manacles. In the other a menacing looking cat-o-nine tails.

“This is for your own good,” she hissed, as she shackled my hands together beneath the bench. “You must be punished for staining my clothes.”

Grabbing my running shorts, she jerked them off my hips and tugged them down my legs. pulling them free, she took first one ankle then the other, and pulling them up high, secured them to the weight machine with the two remaining sets of cuffs, such that my legs and hips were elevated completely off the bench.

Her smile was benign as she flicked the small whip back and forth in the palm of her hand. Even before I registered the snap of her wrist, I experienced the sting of her whip across my exposed buttocks. My erection was immediate. Her smile changed to a lascivious leer at the sight of my organ filling with blood.

“So you like my little stinger?” she growled seductively. “You’re not supposed to enjoy your punishment.” She snapped the whip smartly across my flanks three more times in almanbahis yeni giriş rapid succession. I winced and stifled a yelp. “Don’t make noise,” she admonished me. “Or I’ll have to cover your mouth.”

The whip cracked again, and this time I let slip through clenched teeth a sound that was half grunt half squeal.

“You don’t obey very well,” she snarled. “Now we’re going to have to cover that pretty little mouth of yours.”

With that, she stepped swiftly over the bench where I lay trussed and bound, and sank her soft, hairless bottom onto my face. Without hesitation, I began to lap away at her delicious offering. She sat facing the home gym, her back toward my head, and her hips began to undulate back and forth, sliding both orifices across my face.

“Now that’s a good boy!” she growled. “Suck my pussy! Go on! Suck it! Suck me till I come all over your face!” With every “suck” the whip stung my buttocks, harder and faster each time.

I felt her shudder with the onset of orgasm, her cunt spasming around my tongue. Then the gush of fluid washing across my face.

In mid-orgasm she cried out, “Now stick your tongue up my ass, you cuntlicker!”

When I hesitated, I felt her whip lash across my cock and balls, and I complied. As the tip of my tongue began to probe her anus, she bucked wildly and lashed my cock and balls with her whip. “Harder! Deeper!” she cried. “Fuck my asshole almanbahis with your tongue!”

When her orgasm subsided, she slumped forward. Her shiny, black tresses brushed softly against my swollen member, causing it to twitch. She reached out, and with her crimson fingernails, gave the head a pinch. It reacted with an even more pronounced twitch.

Tasting the Pre-cum from the tips of her fingers she smiled, “You’ve taken your punishment well. Now it’s time for your reward.”

She left the room again, this time returning with a fat leather thong tied in a slip knot and a small, mini vibrator. Slipping the thong over my cock and sliding it down to the base, she drew the slip knot up tight, causing my cock to swell even more. She turned on the vibrator, and straddling my head so I would not miss a second of the show, massaged her clit and slid the shiny plastic bullet in and out of her cunt until she trembled once again with orgasmic ecstasy.

Taking the vibrator, now dripping with her own love juice, she shoved it into my rectum. I couldn’t escape the invasion, shackled as I was to the equipment. My hardon raged for release. As the pressure built, one leg at a time she released, lowered and resecured to the legs of the bench. Then stepping adroitly over the bench, she lowered herself onto my throbbing unit.

She road me for what seemed like hours, cumming again and again. When at last she was satisfied, she released the slip knot, and with a few quick strokes of her tongue, I exploded in a geyser of semen.

Unlocking the restraints, she admonished me, “You should be more careful, and watch where you’re going.”

It was the best cure for a nosebleed I could ever imagine.

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‘Man, it’s too damn hot,’ Joe thought. He was working late again. Out in the summer heat all day long. He was sweaty, hot, and tired. Ready to call it a day. He was looking forward to getting home and having a couple of beers and diving into the pool. ‘Thank God it’s Friday,’ he thought. Maybe when he got home he would call up a few friends and plan something for tomorrow. If he was damn lucky maybe the twins would be as ready as he was for some fun.

Joe ran his hand through his dark hair and sighed. Fat chance having the kind of fun he really wanted. He shook his head at himself and snickered. The twins were great friends, a lot of fun, and totally not into guys. One even had a girlfriend. Any guy who looked at them would be thinking the same thing though, “Hot!” But, as far as he knew, neither Amanda nor Angela had ever been with a guy. Not that it really mattered to Joe. One thing he didn’t want at the moment was a serious relationship. Nope. No way. Rachel had been serious enough for 10 people, and he wasn’t going there again. He hated the way things had ended, but he was sure glad they had ended. He had made it clear from day one that he just wanted some fun. No big attachments. He didn’t see anything wrong with that, and she hadn’t seemed to either.

She acted like she was all for it, said she just wanted a fuck buddy, someone to hang out with and have a little tumble with from time to time. Sounded good to Joe. Well, what’s that old saying, “if it sounds too good to be true…” After a couple of good romps, she was thumbing through ‘Brides’ magazine. That was the first clue. But hey, lots of girls did that, right? Maybe it didn’t mean anything. Yeah right. Next thing Joe knew, she was cleaning out drawers in his room to make room for her stuff. She didn’t even ask, just started coming and going as she pleased, had a key made and everything. The straw that broke the camel’s back was the jewelry circular she had left ‘accidently’ on the counter. Wedding rings!! No way! Not gonna happen. Joe packed her stuff and set it on the porch, and installed a dead bolt. He called her and told her to come and get it. When she did, then the water works started. Seriously, three weeks of hanging out and having a bit of fun here and there and she was picking out baby names. Good thing he was always careful. That girl had a plan. ‘Sorry ma’am, not me!’ Joe’s stomach still got upset when he thought about it. No, he didn’t need that again. He’d just hang out with his friends and have some fun. And the twins were fun.

* * *

Joe got home in record time, and hit the shower. He saw the pink lady Bic still sitting in the soap dish. He kept meaning to throw it away. But, on days like today, he got a kick out of the little reminder of the hot time he’d had in here with Rachel. He had to admit, she was good in the shower. He grabbed the soap and started washing his body with his hands. While his hands moved from his neck, to his shoulders, and then to his arms, he was thinking about her hands washing him. He began to mimic the movements he remembered. Her hands were soft, where his were a little rough. She had been gentle, where he was firm. But, as he let his mind wander, the hands were hers, running down his chest to his stomach, then around to his rib cage, and behind to the small of his back, then lower to his ass. She had spent a good deal of time on his ass. He had leaned forward and braced himself against the wall of the shower as she had move behind him. He closed his eyes and saw her in his mind. He looked back over his shoulder and watched her, as she slid her hand between his firm cheeks. She had lifted his leg and placed it on the small seat built into the wall of the shower. He got hard as he watched her. When she had his leg where she wanted it, she returned her soapy hand to his ass. As she moved her hand back and forth from his ass to his balls, Joe had wrapped his soapy hand around his hard cock. She was standing behind him, pressed against him. Her finger poised on his hole. “You like that baby?” she had asked.

“Feels good Rach, you gonna keep knockin’ on that door, or are you gonna come in?” Then she had slipped her finger inside. “Ahhh, yeah Rach, just like that.” She moved her finger in and out of him as he stroked himself. “Just a little faster Rach, a little deeper.” She had complied. In a few minutes he had come against the shower wall. He had still been hard and horny even after he shot his load. Joe had reached around and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him and he sat on the seat with her wet heat all around him. He had placed his hands on her hips and urged her to bounce up and down on his throbbing cock. He had loved watching her tits bounce up and down right in front of his face. He leaned forward and took one nipple into his mouth as he continued to drive deep into her. When she started getting winded and tired from the bouncing, he had stood up and pressed her back against the wall as he pounded into her again.

“Fuck Escort yes, Joe, don’t stop baby. Oh God, I’m gonna cum baby, fuck, I’m gonna cum baby.” He felt her body squeeze around him. The pulsing gripping and easing, gripping and easing, and finally a gush of warm liquid exploded over his cock and his balls. God, he loved it when she squirted. He felt his orgasm coming, and stayed buried deep inside, feeling the warmth of his own release wash over him.

Joe opened his eyes and came back to the present. He was hard as a rock. He pumped himself a couple more times and groaned as his sperm shot from him. “Ahhh, fuck!” Damn that felt good. He finished his shower and grabbed a towel to wrap around his waist. He glanced at the Bic. Nope, not yet, some things were worth remembering. That had been one hot shower. He liked that little pink Bic.

* * *

Joe popped a top on his first beer as he waited for Amanda to answer the phone. “Hey Amanda, It’s Joe. What’s up?”

“Hey Joe, nothing much, just got home from work.” Amanda was the quieter of the twins. Which didn’t really mean she was quiet. Joe could still remember the look on her face 6 years ago when he’d asked her out. They hadn’t known each other long, but it had been a very comfortable friendship. She was smart, and funny, and really hot. She had been playing guitar with a local band to fill in for their regular guitarist; she was good. Joe loved music himself, so after the band came off stage a couple of his buddies introduced them. They hung out a couple of hours that night. She invited him to a get together the next day. It was a back yard bar-b-que type of thing. Everyone brought their instruments and sat around playing music till way into the night. That’s when he found out there were two of them. Angela was a bit louder than Amanda. You could tell by looking at her that she didn’t take any shit. If she didn’t like something you said, she’d straight up tell you. She was a real ‘this is me, take it or leave it’ type of person. And she didn’t care which it was. She wasn’t giving time to idiots. Joe had watched the two of them together. They were really close. They would finish each other’s sentences, laugh at each other’s jokes, even if no one else did, and it was clear to everyone around, you couldn’t mess with one without the other one jumping in. They were a team. Joe liked to just watch them sometimes out of the corner of his eye. He really wanted to ask Amanda out, but she was practically joined at the hip to Angela. As the party was winding down, only a few people were lingering. Joe decided it was now or never.

“Hey Amanda, I was wondering if you’d like to catch a movie with me on Saturday night.” Amanda had looked right in his eyes, and her look of shock was mirrored on Angela’s face.

“Ummmm, well, uhh Joe, you see the thing is… I mean, it’s just that…”

“Quit your stammering Mandy and just tell him!” Angela said. Joe glanced at Angela and saw her roll her eyes heavenward.

“Tell me what?”

“Well, Joe, it’s like this….I ummmm, well that is to say, we, Angela and me, we’re ummm…”

“Oh for Pete’s sake, you just got the wrong equipment Joe that’s all. I guess Mandy never told you we’re both gay. Nothing against you yadda, yadda, yadda. See how easy that is Mandy. No need for you to be nervous or ashamed or embarrassed, just spit it out!”

“Well, you don’t have to be so freaking rude about it! I was going to tell him.”

Joe had just looked back and forth from one to the other, caught a little off guard. Then he couldn’t help it, he just laughed. “Hey, I’m sorry, I just didn’t realize. But, the movie offer stands, if you guys want to go let me know. No big deal, just a movie with friends.”

“Well, sure, as long as you know. It’ll be nice. I don’t have anything going on, do you Angie?”

“Nope, sounds good to me, I’m always up for movie theater popcorn.”

“Well cool, it’s a non-date then.” Joe had said.

They had been buddies ever since.

“Yeah, I just got home myself, about to jump in the pool. I’m thinking about taking the canoe out tomorrow, do you guys want to go? I’ve got the beer and some cold cuts.”

“We were just trying to figure out what we were going to do tomorrow, that sounds awesome. Julie will be with us, do you mind sharing your canoe?”

“No, I don’t mind, that way I can sit back and enjoy the scenery while you paddle.” Joe laughed.

“Paddle my ass! I’m gonna be soaking up the sun buddy, the paddling is for you tough guy.” Joe laughed again. Now, that would be a pretty picture.

“Hey, just remember, you’re the one who told me to paddle your ass, and I always try to do what I’m told.”

Amanda laughed on the other end of the phone, “In your dreams buddy, in your dreams!”

‘Girl, if you only knew.’ Joe didn’t say it out loud, but he was sure thinking it.

“Ok, what time do you want to meet up?”

“Why don’t we meet after lunch, we can leave a car down by Escort Bayan the lake, then head up river to put in. Once we reach the lake we can hang out at the beach.”

“Sounds like a plan, I’ll meet you around 1:30 by the docks, and we’ll leave my car there. You guys have a life jacket for Julie?”

“Yep, we got it. See you tomorrow.”

“Cool, good night.”

Canoe trip

Joe was up early the next morning as always. He wanted to get the house cleaned up, and get a load of laundry done before he started packing up the car. He wasn’t exactly a neat freak, but he liked things clean and organized.

Coffee first, then the chores. He sat down with his cup of coffee and his laptop. He went through his email which was full of junk. Nothing important there. He caught up on the local news, and took a look at the weather. It was going to be a gorgeous day. He couldn’t wait to get on the water.

Time flew by as he worked to get everything done, and then pack up the car. He brought a pop up tent, just in case they decided to stay on the beach over night. He had his cooler packed full of water, cold cuts, and of course the beer. A duffel bag with extra clothes, sun screen, and bug spray, and all the basics any former boy scout would carry. That pretty much filled up his little Honda. He strapped the canoe on the roof, and he was ready.

It was just a short drive to the lake, and in about 15 minutes Joe was in the parking lot waiting for the girls. He got his pack out and put several bottles of cold water in it. Then he unstrapped the canoe and grabbed a few necessities from the duffle bag. His life vest was tied up in the canoe. Just a couple minutes later the rest of the crew arrived. Joe groaned inwardly when he saw all three girls were wearing bikinis. He was wearing swim shorts, and it was going to be very difficult to hide a hard on.

As the girls got out to assist Joe with the canoe and other supplies, he covertly took in the sight. How does a man get so lucky as to be spending the day with three hot curvy women all to himself? And yet, so unlucky that not one of the three gives a shit about a cock. Good God, can you give a guy a break here?

“Hey Joe, did you bring sunscreen?” Amanda asked as bounced toward him. Joe’s eyes locked onto the bouncing just a tad bit too long. Amanda snapped her fingers in front of his face and said, “Earth to Joe! Where’s the sunscreen?” Joe cleared his throat and turned to get the sunscreen. He bent down to unzip the pack and retrieve it. He turned around just a little too quick. He was just in time to see Amanda checking out his ass. What the hell? Joe wasn’t complaining, but that was damn confusing. Amanda’s eyes darted to his then away as she grabbed the sunscreen.

“Did I sit in somethin?” Joe turned his head trying to look at his own ass, making a big show of his confusion. “I got somethin’ on my ass Amanda?”

“Same damn somethin’ that was on my tits I guess.” Amanda grumbled. “Here do something useful and get my back.” Amanda handed Joe the sunscreen and presented her back to him. Joe took the sunscreen and admired the view for a moment. He was about to pour some into his hand when he glanced up and saw Angela backing Julie up against the car, kissing her. He’d seen them kiss before, but holy hell they were really going at it. Joe looked around to see how many people were around watching, but they were alone in the parking lot. Angela was taking full advantage….the girl was not shy. Joe kept watching as he poured the lotion into his hand. He rubbed his hands together to warm the liquid just a bit before rubbing it into Amanda’s shoulders. That’s when the moaning started. Julie was holding Angela’s head between her hands as she arched toward her and kissed her hard on the mouth. Joe watched as her tongue flicked out and licked Angela’s lips as she switched sides. Angela was squeezing Julie’s ass pulling her close and grinding her body into her. With his eyes still on the show, Joe moved his hands down Amanda’s back. Angela moved one of her hands up between her and Julie and skimmed her fingers over Julie’s nipple.

“Shit,” Joe whispered.

“What?” Amanda had been looking down at the ground holding her hair out of the way to make it easier for Joe, but now she looked up and saw her sister, “Get a room you two!” “Can you finish now, Joe?” Joe was just hoping not to finish right there in his shorts. Damn that was hot. He had been about ready to pull up a chair and make use of his pocket. This was going to be a long day.

“Alright let’s get goin.”

* * *

The spot they had picked out to start was several miles from the beach they planned on finishing at. But, it was down river, so the current was with them. It was the nicest day they had had for weeks. Everyone got their life jackets on and brought the canoes to the water. Joe and Amanda were in his, while Julie and Angie were in Angie’s. They pushed off into the water and everyone settled in. Bayan Escort Joe was really liking the view. He stretched out behind Amanda and put his hands behind his head and just watched. He was wondering how long it would take for Amanda to realize she was the only one paddling. Probably not too long. He closed his eyes and lifted his face to the sun. This was what made all the work worth it.

All of a sudden he was hit on his bare thigh with a wet oar. “Hey, I was just relaxing, what did you do that for?”

“Bee.” Amanda said.

Joe laughed, “Alright, I’ll row.” He picked up his oar and skimmed it in the water, then flicked her with a paddle full of cold river water.

“OHHH, damnit Joe that’s cold.”

“Oops, sorry bout that.” That’s how the day went. Back and forth between them one trying to out do the other. It was fun to just relax and cut up together. He’d never be able to think of her or Angie as sisters, but they would always be great friends.

It seemed like the day just breezed by. Before they knew it they were back at the beach. Everyone jumped out and pulled in the canoes till they were safely grounded in the sand. Joe went up to his car and brought back the cooler. Cold cuts never sounded so good. He was hungry. The girls had brought along some towels and some fold up canvas chairs. He grabbed a beer and a sandwich and sat down in one of the chairs next to the cooler. By the time everyone had eaten and kicked back to relax, it was almost getting dark.

“I think we should build a fire and turn on some music.” Angela said. So that’s what they did. Everyone scooted in close to the fire.

For the next hour they sat and talked, and told stories about their childhood. The beer cans were stacking up, and the girls were getting giggly. They were laughing about everything, and getting a little wobbly. Angie and Julie were setting up the two tents they had brought so no one would have to drive home. Joe was still kicked back drinking beer, and he was starting to feel it too. He leaned his head back and watched the stars, lulled to sleep by the soft noises of the night. He woke with a jump when Amanda kicked his feet.

“They’ve turned in. I think I’ll wait out here for while and give them some privacy.”

“Good idea, I’m sure they’d appreciate that.” Joe laughed, thinking he’d like to be a fly on the wall. Amanda laughed too.

“I’m glad for them, they are really happy together.”

“Yeah, me too.” Joe laughed again, but he wasn’t even sure why. A definite sign of too many beers. Amanda sat next to him and turned around to face him.

“I have something I need to talk to you about.”

“All right shoot.”

* * *

Joe leaned back again and closed his eyes as Amanda began to speak. “Joe, we’ve been friends for quite a while, now.”

“Yep, we have.”

“I think we know each other pretty well, don’t you?” Amanda’s voice was soft and soothing, and Joe started to get drowsy.

“Mmmhummm.”

“You’re the only guy I know, that I can really trust and……….”

Joe was hearing the soft buzz of her voice but, wasn’t really hearing her words.

He thought it was his turn to speak so he threw in a “sure Mandy.” His voice was soft, barely a whisper, another few minutes and he was gonna be out for the night.

All of a sudden Mandy was in his lap hugging him, and telling him, “Thanks Joe, I knew I could count on you. Everything will be fine, we’ll make sure not to let this do anything to ruin our friendship. I promise you, I won’t regret this. I just have to know what it’s like that’s all.” Then she kissed him.

“Whoa, wait a minute, hold on, what’s going on? What did you just say? What, what’s like?” Joe was struggling to sit up with Mandy still sitting in his lap. He was trying to figure out the answers to his own questions, but he just didn’t know what in the world she was talking about.

“Mandy, what did you say? I’m sorry, I think I dozed off. Did you say something about Fig Newtons?”

“Oh my gosh Joe, of all the times for you to go to sleep. I did not say anything about Fig Newtons. It was hard enough to ask the first time. I can’t ask again.” Mandy crossed her arms across her chest and stuck out her bottom lip, and pouted.

“Ask me what? You know you can ask me anything. Wait a minute…,did you just kiss me?”

“So what if I did. You just said sure. I was just trying to get things started that’s all.”

Joe wasn’t sure what he was feeling at that moment, the pieces were fitting together in a strange way, and he really needed to know exactly what she wanted. “Mandy,” he said as he walked toward her, “did you just ask me to have sex with you?”

“Yes, Joe, I did. And you slept through it.” She was still pouting.

“Wow, Mandy, what’s going on? What’s this about?”

Joe reached for her and pulled her close, and just held her. “Please tell me again what you want.”

“I trust you Joe, you know that. I just want to know how it feels to be with a man. I don’t want any games, no weird feelings later. Just sex that’s all. With you.” Joe was already getting hard. He’d love to have sex with Mandy, but would it change things for them?

“You’re sure Mandy? You’ve thought about this?”

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My mind swims as I take my pleasure with this woman! Her arching back lets me thrust deeper into her mouth and down her throat. Her moans bubble out from around my turgid member, the vibrations of her sounds tingle against the head of my cock…her fingernails rake my nuts…

That’s when I noticed the cacophony of honking horns… the light had turned green…

I sped away from the intersection and the frustrated glares that irritated, over-caffeinated drivers reserve for anyone who slows down their left-home-to-late scramble to get to work drive…Absent the intruding noise, my mind slips easily back to the night before; the sparkle in her eyes and her full lips sucking teasingly at the small plastic penis charm that dangled from the zipper tab on my leather riding chaps. I was riveted as her teeth slowly pulled the zipper down, one side fell away and my rigid manhood stood at full attention. Her tongue followed the bulging underside vein from its base to the tip. My head resting in the cradle of her inner thigh as my tongue probed around the edges of her lacy panties. Her thighs closed around my ears as a muffled moan came from her lips and my tongue had its first taste of her nectar…

Screaming horns and sirens came from all around me shattering my reverie as I realized this was not part of the memory but a cop car on my tail and it was high time I pulled to the curb. My eyes widened in surprise as I watched a very shapely woman in a police officers uniform step from the car. I couldn’t take my eyes from the sway of her hips as she approached me.

The effects of my daydream hadn’t worn off and there I stood beside my bike with a raging hard on for all the world to see. She was all business as I stood there waiting for a ticket for not making a complete stop at a stop sign, she glanced at my still bulging crotch and ordered me to “spread-um” for a weapons check. I turned and spread my legs, the officer’s hands slid over my shoulders, down my back and around and up my chest. I could feel a bullet proof vest pressed against my back and wondered what lay beneath the protective clothing. As erotic thoughts pass a hundred miles per hour though my mind, I felt a firm hand rub across my hard member, wondering if it was my imagination or if she really lingered there longer than was necessary for a routine pat down.

As the officer stepped back she commanded “turn around and empty your pockets.” I turned around and saw she was staring at my crotch. She seemed fascinated by the bulge there. Continuing to stare at my crotch, she watched as I emptied my pockets. I just couldn’t Escort bayan seem to get that erection to go away, in fact I could feel it getting harder as visions of me ripping off her bulletproof vest zipped across the inside of my eyelids.

“Looks like you still have a little something left in your pants.” She said as she took a step closer. She boldly reached out, ran her hands across the front of my jeans and gently squeezed. Then turned and headed back to her squad car. “If you’ll follow me, please” she commanded.

And being a good law-abiding citizen, I did as I was told. We walked to the passenger side of the squad car. She opened the front door and motioned for me to step in front of it. Then she opened the back door, which created the little secluded area, screened from traffic on both sides. She stepped in front of me and sat down on the passenger seat, looked up at me and said “We have a special procedure to take care of guys like you. You’re a traffic hazard.”

Her full red lips were slightly parted, I watched as she ran her tongue across them. My imagination was going wild and I hoped some of it would become a reality.

“Unbuckle your pants and step closer.” She demanded. Once again being a good law-abiding citizen, I did as I was told. “Put your hands on the top of the doorframe, you’re gonna need the support.” She said as she reached for the top of my pants.

I felt her fingernails rake across my stomach as she pulled aside my jeans and reached inside for my stiff cock. “Oh my, that’s quite a weapon” she said stroking it firmly. “Have to make sure that there’s no ammo inside. Make sure you’re no longer a traffic hazard.” She leaned forward and licked the drop pre-cum from the end of my cock and slowly, ever so slowly, slid her warm wet mouth over the head and part way down the shaft. She pulled my jeans and jockeys down just a little farther and slid a hand under my balls, squeezing them gently. She spit into her other hand, and rubbed it over my throbbing cock, lubricating it. As her tongue played with the slit in the head she sucked it into her mouth. I reached down to fondle her breast. My cock popped out of her mouth as she ordered “Hands on the door frame. I didn’t tell you to move.”

“Yes, mam … officer.” I responded and resumed my position, spreading my legs just a little to give her easier access to my nuts. Her finger nails bit into the cheek of my ass as she pulled me forward and back into her hungry mouth. Her stroking and sucking rhythm was perfectly timed to the flash of the blue light on the light bar of the car. The Escort combined rhythms seemed to hypnotize me, creating a surreal world as sound disappeared and the reality of the traffic speeding by on the other side of car faded into the sensation of her sucking mouth. Her tongue played with the ridge at the bottom side of my cock head as her teeth nipped a trail to my balls. Her hand continuing to stroke me, she sucked on first one nut then the other. My fingers gripping the edge of the door frame were white, I had the vague idea that when I let go their impression would be left in the metal.

I leaned back and looked down at her; the sight of my hard dick sliding into her mouth just above the glisten of the badge on her shoulder caused my balls to tighten. I could hear my blood racing through my veins as it left the rest of my body and pumped into my cock. My thundering heart beat was visible in the bulging vein that disappeared into her mouth and slid back out again, her tongue massaging the under side with each stroke.

The radio crackled “Officer 647 everything ok? Respond.”

When she suddenly let go of my ass to reach for the mic on her shoulder I nearly fell on the ground. I pulled myself up and straightened my knees. I could still feel the places her fingernails had been on my ass. My rigid pole stuck straight out and quivered with each beat of my pounding heart. I felt the skin on my balls pucker as the cool air rushed over my prick and dried the moistness left by her saliva.

“Officer 647, everything is fine, just doing a weapons check on motorcycle operator of plate number…” Continuing with one hand the rhythmical stroking of my cock she reached for her clipboard and read the plate number. “Run that plate and check for insurance.”

“Roger that, how long is the weapons check going to take?”

She licked the drip of fluid from the tip of my manhood and ran her tongue up the underside as she stared me in the eye. The heat of her tongue against the coolness of my shaft sent a shiver up my spine and a smug little smile spread across her lovely face and sparkled in her eyes. “About another five minutes.” She clicked off the mic.

“Roger, I’ll check back in five.” And before the dispatcher clicked off her mic I heard part of a giggle.

The officer stopped stroking my cock with her hand and slowly sucked my entire length into her mouth and down her throat tonguing the underside. I watched the muscles in her jaw and throat work as she milked my imbedded member. I wasn’t seeing anything by now, I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. I Bayan Escort could hear my moaning from a distance as I pumped my cock in and out of her wet hungry mouth. I felt her nails bite into my ass again as she guided my rhythm to match her bobbing head, her deft fingers rolling my balls in her other hand.

As the pressure built in my nuts she slid a finger along the bottom of my cock, the base between the nut sack and the sphincter. I could feel my legs begin to tremble, my breathing was hard and jagged. The tight quiver of my building climax stiffened every muscle in my body and I thrust forward burying my entire length in her skilled mouth and throat. Just as I came she pressed a finger on the nerve that connects directly to the prostate sending jolts of lightening through my balls and out the end of my cock along with my cum. She sucked harder swallowing it all, running her tongue along the tip, rapidly sucking the head in and out of her mouth prolonging my climax. With each spurt I jerked forward sending raging sensations through out my body triggering yet another spasm. I screamed my thanks to God to the traffic rushing by and rammed forward one last time emptying the last drops of cum from my balls. Still she continued the rapid sucking in and out, sending residual tremors through my prick and nuts. It felt like she would suck them inside out, it was incredible. As they began to relax and my cock to soften she took my entire tool inside her hot mouth and gently rubbed and cleaned it with her tongue, messaging it, allowing it to grow flaccid in wet warmth.

When she finally released me from her mouth my knees buckled, and I would have went to the ground hard had it not been for my death grip on the door frame. She ducked out from under my arm, patted me on the bare ass and said “told you you would need to hang on.”

Getting in on the drivers side she sat behind the wheel, clicked on her shoulder mic and reported, “Weapons check complete. All clear.”

“Roger that” said dispatch.

“Be sure to notify the other officers that this one needs to have an eye kept on it.”

“On record.”

“Officer 647 out.” She turned, leaned over and looked up at me still leaning on the car trying to steady my breathing. “You gonna stand there all day? Or pull your pants up and be a little more traffic conscious?”

“Yes officer, I’ll be more careful from now on.” I zipped up, stepped back from the car and closed both doors. “Thank you officer.” She sped away as I returned to my bike.

I sat on my bike for several minutes letting my heart rate slow and the strength return to my knees. Funny how your outlook on things can change in just a few short minutes. I knew that from that moment on flashing blue lights wouldn’t evoke anger any more, but a sense of anticipation. She had, after all, said I needed to be “watched”.

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One of the coolest things about going camping is the kind of adventures a person can get themselves into when one is unleashed to enjoy the great outdoors.

Sexual experiences are no different. Especially for Cain and Ann as they decide to take a shower, the good old ‘natural’ way.

The cascading waters of the waterfalls weren’t too rough or heavy, which felt luxurious. Even more so with the feel of Cain’s arms wrapped tightly around her. His kisses drifted from Ann’s lips to her chin. He then slowly worked his way to her neck. She arched herself to give him more room to work with.

This encouraged Cain to hold his bride even tighter as his lust began to kick into overdrive. He fed into her almost like a vampire feeding into his prey. Ann’s knees buckled and Cain was quick to assume dominant control over her.

He tore her clothes off, shredding them apart like they were nothing. Somehow, Ann managed to do the same thing with Cain. In no time at all they were completely naked, still relishing the soothing waters beating down on them as well as the each other’s touch.

There was a large rock, almost formed like a chair that caught their eye. Smiling wickedly, Ryshtyan slowly turns around so that her backside was pressing against Cain’s chest. She could feel his erection between their hot bodies and shuddered with anticipation.

Instead of allowing Ann to lean against the rock, Cain held her tight, clasping his hands over her large breasts. He sunk his lips and teeth into the base of his bride’s neck, not wanting to let go.

The feel of lust, pain and excitement made Ryshtyan cry out but she loved every second Escort bayan of it. She continued the cries as this feeling was no longer isolated to her neck. Cain’s hands were massaging and squeezing her breasts, kneading the soft flesh between his fingertips in such a way that it sent some remarkable surge of energy throughout her body. She found her hands on top of his, pressing his palms even tighter against the rock hard nipples.

With one arm snaking and caressing between Ann’s breasts, Cain lowers his other hand to her pubes and begins to work his fingers over her clit. She arched herself accordingly to make things that much easier for him.

It didn’t take long before Cain inserted two of his fingers as deep inside Ann’s tunnel as he could reach. Again, she cried out, which encouraged Cain to become more aggressive. He silenced her by pressing his mouth over hers with as deep and sensual of a kiss as he could possibly provide. Her response was to kiss him back, with the sounds of muffled moans as she feels herself reach an orgasm.

The thought of pulling his fingers out never even crossed his mind as he continued to work them, exploring deep within Ann as if it were some hunger he just couldn’t control.

Ann’s hands clasped onto Cain’s buttocks, driving her fingertips into the cheeky flesh. This caused him to break the kiss and growl out, matching the noise level of his bride’s cry of ecstasy as she cums again.

Finally he let go of Ann and she is quick to press her hands against the rock, bracing herself for what was about to come next.

Cain began to tease her, rubbing the tip of his shaft Escort against the bald pussy from behind. “Are you sure you want it?”

Purring, Ann answers. “I want it.”

“But do you need it?”

“I need it.”

Clasping his hands against Ann’s hips, he presses the tip of his shaft no moe than an inch inside her. “Are you ready?”

Arching herself to take more of him in, she gasps out. “I’m rea…”

Ann screams out the moment Cain drives himself straight into her tunnel in one long, strong thrust. He completely engulfed himself, feeling the tight muscles contract around his sensitive organ as he roughly ground himself all the way to the base of his shaft. This move alone was enough to cause Ryshtyan to explode yet again.

He held himself deep inside until the flow of her juices calmed down. Those tight muscles of hers contracting and expanding made Cain groan. The length and width of his shaft had Ann filled so completely that just the feel of this alone was overwhelming, but in a very, very good way.

When Ann started to get her breathing back down to normal, Cain began to thrust himself. It was a slow steady pace at first, but the mutual need to fulfill the lust kicked in all too quickly.

She was thrusting herself against her husband each time he drove straight back into her. Gasping and crying out, Ann eggs Cain on. “Fuck me like there won’t be a tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?” Cain grunts, picking up the pace steadily.

Crying out, Ann answers. “Yes!”

Like a man possessed, Cain rammed in and out of Ann’s tightness as requested; like no tomorrow.

Growling, grunting and crying Bayan Escort out, Cain’s voice was just as loud as Ann’s gasps, screams and wails as he pounded into her with wild, reckless abandon.

With the water beating down on them, along with the sweat that was building up between the lovers, steam was actually emerging from their bodies. It formed a thick misty haze around them as Cain continued to drive his wife over the edge. Again and again and again.

Ann could feel her insides taking one hell of a beating, but loved every second of it. Cain’s hands left deep imprints into the flesh of her waist and hips and the impression of his thrusts into her had her ass blood red from the endless pounding of flesh against flesh. Actually, it felt like she was getting a spanking as she could feel herself become swollen and numb, but she didn’t care.

Cain was enjoying this just as much as she was. He used every ounce of fortitude to prevent himself from exploding, but he just couldn’t help himself. Once he reached that plateau, he slammed himself all the way in. Determined to get that much more of his great length inside Ryshtyan’s hot tunnel, both lovers pushed themselves to the limit so that she could milk this moment for all that it was worth.

When he exploded, he did so with such authority that Ann felt herself cum yet again, crying out at the top of her lungs. Even he was doing it. It was like as if they were virgins, experiencing orgasms for the very first times in their lives.

Feeling their strength completely drain from them, Cain was quick to withdraw from Ann as soon as the last drop of his hot cream made it’s mark. The two collapse into each other’s arms and step away from the waterfalls and further into the cave.

They seat themselves to give their knees and legs a break. Within minutes, they pass out, obviously exhausted from their lovemaking efforts.

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