Three Card Strip Poker

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It was a dark summer night at the beach house. Ben had invited his two best buddies to spend a long weekend with his girlfriend Casey.

He looked through his hazy eyes at Casey sitting across the table from him. Normally she was the most conservative woman he had ever met but there she was wearing a tiny aqua bra proudly displaying only what he had seen naked. “I thought we were going to quit ten minutes ago,” he said feeling drowsy from the beer and shooters they had done after dinner.

“You didn’t want to stop ten minutes ago,” Mark said sitting next to Casey. Ben’s other friend Jeff sat on the other side of Casey.

“Yeah but it’s my girl getting naked,” he objected. “I’m not getting naked,” Casey said enjoying the male attention she was getting and the chance to check out two other men’s equipment.

“She’s still wearing jeans,” Mark said looking down at her flat abs and navel ring.

“Not for long,” Jeff grinned. “Jacks and Kings.” He turned over his cards and smiled at Casey.

“I only have three threes,” she frowned. “I’ll take off my pants.” As she stood up to unsnap them Ben opened his eyes.

“Wait, you won. Three of a kind beats two pair.”

“Really?” She grinned sitting back down. “It looks like you have to take off your pants.”

“Shit, Ben why don’t you go and sleep?” Jeff stood up and unzipped noting Casey’s eyes on his fingers as he pushed down the zipper and opened his jeans up.

Her eyes flashed open but she didn’t say anything when she saw the size of his hard-on. It was at least three inches longer than what she was used to.

Nothing was said as Jeff sat back down and dealt the cards. “Three card poker,” he grinned.

“Why can’t I win my clothes back?” Casey asked again. “Nope, once they are lost they cannot be won back.”

“Yeah, but why didn’t Mark remove clothes last time?” She knew she was getting taken.

“She’s right,” Jeff said knowing that Mark was only wearing his boxers. “But, before we go there lets get Ben to bed before he falls out of that chair.”

Casey peeked over her three cards at the two almost naked men carrying her boyfriend into the bedroom. She knew when they came back that she would be alone with them.

After dropping Ben onto the bed face down Mark turned to Jeff. “So how far are we going to take this?”

“We can’t fuck her,” Jeff whispered. “Ben’s our good friend.”

“But whatever we can get her to do short of that?”

“Yes.”

Casey was studying the list of what poker hands beats what hands when they walked back. She looked up and saw that they seemed to be harder than when they left. “How can you have a straight with three cards?”

“Simple. Three cards in a row of the same suit.” Mark grinned. “You know maybe we should move this game to the rug in the den?”

“OK,” Jeff said picking up his cards and the deck. They moved before Casey could answer.

Now on the floor sitting Indian style with their legs crossed she had a better view of their packages. “Ready?” Jeff asked.

“No, wait. Mark lost so he has to take…take them….off.” Her eyes pointed to his boxers.

“She’s right,” Jeff grinned. He wondered if she would run once she saw a hard bare cock.

Casey looked down and away as Mark stood up before them and pushed off his boxers. She wouldn’t look until he sat down and then they heard her gasp seeing his six inch thin cock pointing upward between his legs. She didn’t run.

“OK, but I don’t have anything to bet after I strip.”

“Then you have to do dares,” Jeff quickly inserted.

“Wait!” She yelled. “What do you mean by dares?” “The winner gets to tell the two losers what to do.” “Oh no. I’m not going to do the things you guys want me to.”

“We won’t be that bad. Right Mark?”

“Yeah, not bad.”

She gave them both a suspicious look and took one card. She smiled when she got a six of hearts to go between her five and seven of clubs.

“OK what do you have?” Jeff asked.

“A straight,” she grinned laying down her cards.

“Beats me,” Mark said showing a king high.

“Sorry,” Jeff grinned putting down three spades. “A flush beats a straight. I win and I’m going to kill two birds with on stone. Mark, I want you to remove whatever Casey wants you to remove from her body.”

“I guess that’s ok,” she said feeling light-headed. She looked straight at Mark’s hard penis after he stood and walked in front of her. “Should I stand or do you want me to lie back?”

“Lie back,” Mark grinned. After she moved back onto her elbows he moved onto his knees between her opened legs and unsnapped her jeans.

“Just the jeans,” She said knowing he would grab her panties on the way by. She lifted her hips after he unzipped her fly and saw the jeans moving down over her matching aqua panties and tanned thighs. She tried to keep her legs together but Mark pulled her legs apart as the jeans moved up over her thighs, knees and finally her feet. As she lowered her feet downward and pushed her legs together escort bayan they got a quick look at the dampness on her crotch and a few dark pubic hairs around the elastic edges.

It was Casey’s turn to deal so she took her time glancing over at Mark’s erection and at Jeff’s huge tent. “Same game.”

“Wait. No more drawing cards. Whatever the three cards are we play them,” Jeff suggested. Mark and Casey agreed. After taking one card she sighed and put down a queen high. “I was trying to get a flush.”

Mark laid down a pair of fives and Jeff a pair of twos. “Well it looks like Jeff takes off his boxers and Casey has a choice.” She blushed looking down at her hard nipples pushing outward. “My bra.” Her fingers trembled as she unclasped the front connection between the cups and pulled it off her shoulders with one hand. As the cups moved down she quickly cupped her titties before they saw them.

“Not fair,” Jeff said standing up to give her the full effect of his hard nine inch cock.

Casey didn’t look away this time because she had been waiting to see the monster all night. When it released from under the material she quickly covered her mouth with her right hand to keep from gasping loudly. It exposed her nice pink and round breast centered with a large hard nipple.

“We called him Shorty in gym class,” Mark laughed. After Jeff sat down with his rocket ready to launch he looked at her exposed boob. “You might as well show us the other one.”

Casey bit her lower lip and dropped her left hand. Only her panties remained. “I don’t know if I can finish.”

“But you got to see us,” Mark whispered. “It’s only fair.”

“But…what if Ben comes out?”

“I’ll go and make sure he is sleeping,” Jeff said before dashing down the hallway. When he returned his cock swayed back and forth until he sat down. “Out cold.”

“You guys have to promise that he will never find out.”

“We promise,” they said at the same time.

She took a deep breath. “OK.”

Mark quickly shuffled the cars and dealt three again. The silence was deafening as they looked at their cards and got new cards. Mark was first. “Two Aces.”

“Beats me,” Jeff said not showing his cards. Casey didn’t say anything as she leaned back against the sofa and pinched the waistband of her panties. She closed her eyes as she lifted her ass and pushed the panties over her brown bush and down her legs. This time she curled her legs together at the side to pull her undies away without opening her legs. She hid them behind her to hide the wet excitement spot.

“Wow,” Mark said admiring her body and wondering how he could get her legs opened. “Now Jeff has to do a dare for me.”

Casey thought she was out of the woods until Mark spoke, “I want Jeff to French kiss Casey for 60 seconds.”

“Mark,” she said quickly. “Can’t I just kiss without..without tongues?”

“You’ve frenched kissed other guys before.” Mark said firmly.

Casey wanted to object again but saw the smile on Jeff’s face and his hard cock pointing up. “Just a minute and that’s it.” She slowly stood up making sure to keep her legs together and when he walked up to her she reached out and forward to push her lips to his. At first their mouths were closed until he moved his whole body forward and his hard-on jabbed into her upper stomach almost to her breasts. When she felt it and gasped his tongue moved between her lips.

Jeff could feel her nervousness for about ten seconds and then her tongue became the aggressor. As she pushed deeply into his mouth his hands moved around her back and down to the top of her soft buns.

She felt the tip of his cock pressing up underneath the rise of her right breast and wondered what something that big would feel inside. He tried to push his leg between hers to open them but she held her knees together tightly.

Finally after almost two minutes Mark stopped it. “TIME!” She knew it was longer than a minute but she was enjoying it as much as he was. She sat down the same way and watched Mark deal the cards. “I haven’t won in a while. Are you two cheating?”

“No,” Mark lied. “Just your bad luck and our good luck.” What she didn’t know was that when they were kissing Mark stacked the deck. This time she had a straight again but both guys had Ace, King, and Queen royal flushes. “Looks like we both won and you lost.”

“That’s not right,” she said seeing their hands. “What are the odds that you two would get the exact hands?” “Luck,” Jeff grinned. “Plain ol’ Luck.”

Casey was as hot as both of them were and wondered what they wanted her to do. “Ok tell me.”

“Well I want a hand job,” Mark grinned.

“I was thinking the same thing,” Jeff smiled.

Her eyes widened. “At the same time?”

“Yes,” Mark answered.

“This is it. After this I’m going to bed,” she said with her heart pounding. “I’ll go and get some cream.”

The guys watched her round butt as she walked into the bedroom. After a minute it looked like she istanbul escorts chickened out but they saw her walked out backwards and pull the door closed behind her.

“How are we going to do this?” She asked.

“We will lie down and you can kneel between us,” Jeff said moving onto his back on the rug. Mark quickly moved across from him with room for her to fit in between.

Her body was boiling over as she moved onto her knees by their hips and squirted the lotion into her right palm. After rubbing her hands and fingers together she reached out wither right hand and grabbed Mark’s six inch cock and then to her left and found Jeff’s huge shaft. She took turns smiling into their passion-filled eyes as her fingers started stroking up and down.

Both guys wanted to pull her down on top of them and fuck her but they had said they wouldn’t fuck her. But it didn’t hurt for them to try and feel her up.

She was concentrating on stroking both at the same motion and didn’t see nor feel their hands moving onto her thighs. At first they just rubbed and massaged but then their fingers crossed over the hot flesh to rub her inner thighs.

“Oh God,” she moaned when the fingers of both men met at her hairy mons. Her legs opened enough for them to find her moist pussy lips and swollen clitoris. As Jeff’s middle finger pushed up into her damp hole Mark’s index finger rubbed and played with her clit.

Casey was in rhythm now because as she lifted up and down on their fingers her hands locked around their cocks. Each time her pussy rose up her hands did as well.

“Oh..oh..oh…OH….Oh…OH!…OH!” She moaned getting closer and closer.

The guys too were about there. Seeing her opened lips and her floppy tits was too much. Mark came first. “OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES”

Casey giggled seeing Mark’s white fountain erupt. She stroked and stroked until he was empty and then she focused on Jeff’s log. She turned and used two hands to take him to the summit and over.

“AHHHHHH!”

As Jeff came Mark worked on her pussy, it didn’t take much longer for her to join them. “Oh…yes…OHHHHHHH!”

*

It was like a dream when Casey woke up the next morning. She was alone in bed and in her long night shirt. In the distance she heard the men laughing and wondered if Jeff and Mark had kept their promises about keeping last night quiet. She turned over and remembered how they felt as she jerked them off and how they had turned her pussy into mush. She wanted to masturbate but figured she needed to face her boyfriend. After pulling on a thin robe she walked out and saw them turn. “Good morning boys.”

“I won,” Jeff grinned. “We bet how long you would stay sleeping.”

She looked at him and at Ben to see if anything else had been spoken about her. “Too much wine last night.”

“Yeah, the guys told me how you chickened out after I fell asleep,” Ben smiled.

“Of course,” she smiled back. “I wouldn’t let these two horny men take off my clothes.”

They finished breakfast and Ben and Jeff headed to the sporting goods store to get some fishing tackle and bait. Casey was at the sink rinsing off some dishes when Mark moved up behind her and kissed her neck.

She jumped not expecting it and turned around. “Last night was it,” she said seeing that he was only wearing his loose swimming trunks which were protruding out the front.

“I don’t think so,” Mark said leaning down and pushing his hands up under her robe and nightshirt. “You wanted it more than we did.”

Casey’s wet right hand grabbed onto his left wrist but his right hand and fingers found her without panties. He rubbed into her moist folds and found her raise pleasure button.

“Mark we can’t do this,” she moaned leaning back against the sink and opening her legs wider.

He didn’t respond with words but continued finger-fucking her. Her hands moved around his neck for support and her face moved up to his. Their tongues moved together for two more minutes before she came. “AHHH…OH YES..MARK!!

He pulled his damp fingers out and reached down and pushed down his trunks. “It’s all yours.”

“Is this what you want?” She teased toying with the pre-cum on the tip and then after wetting her fingers moved downward.

“No, I want to fuck you,” he whispered. “But we can’t do that.”

“No we can’t and if you want me to keep you pleasured we have to be very careful.” Her fingers caressed his shaft and moved under to cup his balls. “Ooh, they feel ready,” she giggled. As she stroked his hard cock his hands moved up under her shirt until they cupped and caressed her bare boobs. They had not touched them last night.

“Are you still dating Cheryl?” She asked calmly.

“Yes, she wanted to come with me but I wanted some QT with my buds.” He said pulling on her tips.

“And now some sex time with me,” she giggled.

Mark was getting close and moved his hand to massage her ear and ten seconds later moved his fingers to her lips. As he pushed his bayan escort thumb between her lips she moved back.

“I don’t do oral,” she said making sure he understood. “Have you ever tried it?”

“Yes…no..not really. I guess Ben hasn’t pushed me to do it and I never really tried.” She looked into his eyes as he moved his thumb back to her lips again. After a few seconds her lips and teeth opened.

She sucked on it at first and then started licking it. “Like that?”

“Yeah..that’s good,” he moaned. “Try it on the real thing?”

“Maybe I’ll just taste it,” she whispered moving slowly down onto her knees and holding him outward. She pushed her long tongue out and licked all around the head.

“Ahhhh!” He moaned. She giggled.

After more trips around the crown her lips opened wide and moved completely around it. She looked up at him to show that his cock was in her mouth. She popped her mouth off and then moved back on. Again and again she did it until his hand stopped her mouth from moving off. She felt him push and pull and after she got the motion she reached back and pulled his hand away. Her head moved on its won accord until her nose met his pubic mound.

“Oh God Casey,” Mark moaned knowing her virgin mouth was his. He was the first. “Move back because I’m about to…TO CUM!”

Casey barely had her mouth off when his fire hose exploded onto her face. Cum covered her nose and was dripping onto her chin as he emptied four full loads onto her face.

“Sorry,” he said trying not to laugh at the sight below. She kept her eyes closed and scooped cum from her eye sockets, nose and chin. “Here use the sink.”

Casey tasted cum for the first time after licking her lips and washing her face. “Did I do ok?”

He grinned. “Actually you probably should practice more the next few days to get better.”

“You would like that wouldn’t you?” She whispered.

*

Ben and Jeff came back a few minutes later and the three of them got their fishing gear ready. “Do you want to come with us?”

“Lord no,” Casey answered. “I’m going to work on my tan while you guys are gone.” She also knew that she would need all of the rest she could manage the next few day.

*

It was around 5 pm when the men returned with a few fish. They smelled so bad that she insisted on them taking a shower before they came into the house. The outside shower was attached to the back of the house so she tossed them out some towels.

Jeff went first and twenty minutes later walked out wearing only a towel around his waist. Ben went next so once he entered the shower Jeff hurried inside to find Casey.

“What kept you so long?” She smiled lying back on the sofa in a short sundress. “Come here because I think you are still wet.” She pulled the towel away and smiled seeing his long shaft. After leaning over to dry off his feet and lower legs she dropped the towel and sat forward on the sofa. “Now I’m just learning so have some patience.”

Jeff had heard from Mark about the blowjob this morning so his wishes were coming true as she licked up and down the sides like an all-day sucker. She choked once trying to get it down her throat and knew when to stop when her lips moved down. Her hands cupped his strong buttocks as her mouth and head moved back and forth, back and forth.

“Hurry,” Mark said through the back door after hearing the water turn off in the shower.

Casey’s head moved in warp speed until she heard him grunt. This time her face was out of the way and the towel in her hand covered his release.

*

The rest of the night Ben was around so they had to control themselves. At midnight Ben finally went to the bed but when Jeff tried to pull Casey on top of him she pushed back. “Not tonight.”

He frowned and let her go.

*

Casey was up first the next morning and had coffee brewing when she heard a door open and turned to see Mark in only his boxers. “You uh..better put some clothes on before Ben gets up.”

“Actually you saw me in them the other night when he was still awake. Maybe we should start just wearing our underwear.” “He won’t go for it,” she said seeing his hard bulge.

“All he can say is to get dressed,” he whispered reaching out and pulling open her robe. She wore a white tee shirt and black bikini panties under it.

Casey let him remove the robe and smiled. “You’re right.”

She moved forward and kissed him with open lips. “But you can’t be walking around with a hard-on.”

“Ok jerk me off,” he whispered.

“Sit with me on the other side of the table,” she grinned. After putting her robe in the closet nearby she sat next to him in her panties and tee shirt. Seconds later she fished out his cock and started jerking him off while they drank their coffee. He reached to do her at the same time but she pushed his hand away.

They heard a door open and she jerked her hand away until she saw who it was. “It’s Jeff.”

Jeff stopped not believing she was wearing as thin and too-tight tee shirt. “What are you wearing and what are you doing?”

“Shut up,” Mark groaned closing his eyes.

Jeff saw her arm moving up and down faster and faster until he grabbed a napkin off the table and captured his cum. “AHHH!”

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Picnic at the Beach

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Author’s Note: This is my entry in the Literotica Summer Fun contest and I want to thank my dear widowed aunt for helping me with some of the details of the time and place where the story is set. She wouldn’t say how much of the story was true, if any. I hope you enjoy it and vote accordingly.

All persons in this work of fiction are at least 18 years old.

*

“You’ll see, Patty,” Tom told his fiancée. “This is a great spot for a picnic. It’s right on the lake and there’s nobody else around.

“Well, I don’t know,” Patricia replied. “Isn’t it awfully windy there?”

“Yeah, that’s why nobody goes there. But the wind is blowing out to the lake so it’s not at all cold. Besides, I found a great spot, almost completely surrounded by trees and bushes so even the land breeze won’t be a problem. And, if there does happen to be a few other people there, they won’t be able to see us.”

It was the first Saturday of June, 1957 and Tom Burns and Patricia Green, both 18 years old, had graduated from the local high school a few days earlier. They had been classmates there for four years and, before that, had attended eight years of elementary school together. After going steady for the last two of their years in high school, they planned on getting married three weeks from that day and living happily ever after. Like most young women at that time and in that place, Patty was a virgin and fully expected to remain one until her wedding night. Tom’s only sexual experience had been with one of the “bad girls” of the small city where they lived and he swore it would never happen again. Patty had forgiven him for that one indiscretion and expected him to keep his promise.

The wedding plans of the happy couple were moving right along, mostly under the direction of their mothers, and the engaged couple had decided to take a break that Saturday from their part of the planning. The weather was finally warm enough for the young lovers to go on a romantic picnic on the shores of Lake Michigan, just the two of them and that’s what they had decided to do. Before giving their blessings to the outing, both sets of parents had cautioned their offspring to be sure to save themselves for their approaching marriage and they had agreed. After all, up until then, Tom had no more than gotten to second base and that had been more by accident than design so they expected no problem in keeping their hands off each other until the night after they had been joined in marriage.

Patricia made potato salad and her mother fried chicken for them and provided a half an apple pie. Tom brought a thermos full of iced cherry cider, strictly non-alcoholic because neither of them was old enough to drink, and an old army blanket he used to take on campouts when he was in the Boy Scouts. Having had a license for almost two years, he drove his family’s car. He did not yet have his own transportation but expected to buy a car after starting to work the next month at the automobile factory where most of the men in town were employed. As far as Tom and Patricia were concerned, their future was bright and one of the brightest parts was the deep love they felt for each other.

It was three o’clock in the afternoon when they set out on their short drive to the lake. That time had been chosen because there would be plenty of daylight left and the water would be at its warmest. Lake Michigan was always too cold for swimming but they expected to do no more than splash around near the shore anyhow.

Patty wore a bikini bathing suit, which she regarded as quite daring and Tom had a conventional pair of navy blue swimming trunks. They both wore their swimming attire under their blue jeans and sweaters because they were still at the point where neither of them would suggest getting undressed in front of the other until they were in the hotel room together on their wedding night. They were impatient for that glorious event to occur and Patty especially wondered if they could hurry things along a bit, perhaps on that day at the beach, although she would never have made any such suggestion to Tom.

After driving two miles along the black-topped state highway that wound along the lake shore a few hundred yards from the water’s edge, Tom turned into a gravel road that ran out to the edge of the lake itself. He stopped beside a grove of trees and flowering shrubs that had just recently come into bloom. “Here’s the place,” he announced and opened the driver’s side door preparatory to unloading what they had brought on their picnic.

Tom carried the blanket and the cider and, after setting down the thermos jug where it would be safe, he started preparing a comfortable place on the sand for them. As Patty finished bringing the basket of food and their bath towels, he pulled up some clumps of grass and removed a few stones to create a smooth area for the loving couple to lie while they ate and talked about their upcoming nuptials. As they fed each other chicken and potato salad and chatted, they kissed a few times, but strictly with escort mecidiyeköy closed mouths because they were both well-brought up young people who were dedicated to saving themselves for marriage.

“This pie is really good,” Tom commented as he licked the last of the filling from his fingers.

“I know. Mom won second prize last year at the county fair and she gave me the family recipe,” Patty informed her young man, giving him something else to look forward to during their married life together.

“Do you want to take a dip?” he asked after they had eaten all they wanted.

“Is that safe? Shouldn’t we wait ’til a half hour after eating?”

“Well, we’re not gonna do any real swimming. The water’s still way too cold for that.”

“Oh, okay.” She started to unbutton her cardigan. “Turn around and don’t look, Tommy.”

Dutifully, he turned around and busied himself removing his outer clothing until Patty said he could look at her. It was worth the delay. He’d seen her in bathing suits before, of course, but not since the last summer and she was far more voluptuous than she had been then. The new suit was dark blue and set off her pale blue eyes, her clear complexion and her soft, light brown hair while her big, luscious white breasts bulged over the skimpy bikini top. Tom began to regret the solemn promise he had made to keep his hands off her because just then, he wanted nothing more than to hug her and kiss her face and run those hands all over her lovely white body.

Patty knew the effect she was having and she smiled as she put on her bathing cap, making her sweet face even prettier than it had already been. “How do you like my new suit?” she coyly asked her enraptured swain.

“It’s beautiful. And you’re beautiful in it.” He was too much of a gentleman to say what he was really feeling but she already knew what that was.

With both of them ready for the water, Patty jumped to her feet, waited for Tom to get up and headed for the lake. “Last one in is a rotten egg,” she called back over her shoulder.

He didn’t mind being called that because, until then, Tom had never realized how beautiful his fiancée was from the rear, with her curvaceous bottom that stretched the narrow band of fabric around her hips. She had bought the new suit with money earned from baby-sitting and Tom was the only other person who had ever seen it, let alone seen her wearing it. She had been especially sure to keep it away from the eyes of her mother and father.

Patty ran into the water until it was up to her waist, stopped, and immersed her body the rest of the way with a shallow surface dive. When she emerged, Tom was waiting and he used the palm of his hand to thrust a wave of water at her. She laughed and blinked her eyes when it hit her face and retaliated in kind. For the next ten minutes, they frolicked in the water, splashing each other and slowly walking outward on the sandy bottom until the cold water was up to Patty’s breasts. They stopped and stood a few feet apart and Patty took a deep breath before completely submerging her head and body.

When she broke the surface again, her hands were covering her bikini cups. “Do you want to see something?” she asked. “Something you’ve never seen before?” An impish grin spread across her face.

“Yeah. Sure.” Tom didn’t know what Patty meant but, so far that day, he had really liked everything he’d seen about her.

What he saw next was the best view up until then. The beautiful woman before him swung her arms out to the sides and, in one of her hands, she was holding her bikini top. She had unfastened it while underwater and wanted to show her fiancé something he would soon be sharing in their bed, if not somewhere else and a lot sooner.

For a few seconds he was unable to do anything but stare at the incredible sight, the first actual breasts he had ever seen. The only sexual encounter of his life had been in the back seat of a car and the girl, who was several years older than he, had let him slide his hands under her shirt but had kept on all her clothing but her panties. He had occasionally pawed over some old issues of “National Geographic” and once saw some grainy black and white photos in a naturist magazine but those times paled in comparison with what was before his eyes that day. Her breasts were big but perfectly formed and topped with adorable pink nipples and they were pointing straight at him.

Although still unable to speak, Tom regained enough control of his muscles to step toward the vision of beauty. Patricia stepped forward too and, when they met, the young lovers enfolded one another in the warmest embrace of the day, maybe the closest ever. They kissed, long and deep, and Tom felt something he had never felt before — a pair of succulent bare breasts being pressed against his equally bare chest.

Patricia felt something for the first time too. Her hands were pulling against Tom’s back, holding his lean body tightly against hers, and she felt a presence mecidiyeköy escort bayan under his trunks that seemed to move and begin to grow harder. Abruptly, she realized what it was but, instead of drawing away in shock, she held his body even more tightly against hers. She did, however break off the kiss and lean back against his arms.

“Do you like my breasts?” Patty asked. Tom still couldn’t speak but he was able to nod his head.

“I hope you want to do more than just look at them.”

To make sure he did, Patty reached behind her back to grip his wrists and tug them around in between their bodies so she could place his unresisting hands on the breasts he professed to admire. While moving his arms and hands, she made sure to keep her pubic area pressed against his and she could feel what she knew to be his cock as it grew bigger and harder.

“If you like them, why don’t you kiss them?”

Tom thought that was a great idea and he bent forward and kissed the upper slopes of the twin beauties.

“No, no; the nipples are better.”

Patricia pushed up on his hands to place the beautiful pink nubbins in range of his mouth. He kissed them both and it felt so good he kissed her nipples again and even licked them until he felt them becoming harder under his tongue. The sensation was incredible, like nothing he had ever felt before and he was aware his cock was growing hard. Rather illogically, he hoped Patty wouldn’t notice it.

That hope was futile because she was not only aware of his stiffening cock, she gauged it to be erect enough to continue with what she wanted and was sure Tom wanted too. “Let’s go back to shore,” she whispered. There was no other person for miles around but whispering seemed to be the way to communicate.

With her bikini top in one hand and her other arm around Tom’s waist, Patty and Tom walked slowly back to land. He held back slightly, trying to walk a step behind his innocent fiancée so she wouldn’t be able to see the shameful condition of his cock but it was to no avail. She not only observed the tenting in his trunks, she knew it was in the state of readiness she wanted. Patty had a little bit of concern that his erection might be too big for her but she knew the tall, handsome, dark-haired man beside her was far too gentle to ever inflict any pain or even any distress on her.

Once on land again, with their needs growing more urgent by the second, the excited couple pushed aside the remnants of their picnic lunch and lay on the blanket with their bodies and their mouths pressed together. They were in too much of a hurry to take the time to dry off but it was still warm and they were protected from the breezes. One of Tom’s hands was caressing the curves of her hip and buttock and thigh while he marveled at how smooth and soft Patty’s skin was. She took hold of his other wrist and placed that hand on her bare breast, which he gently squeezed.

Her right hand got busy too and she eased her fingers into the waistband of Tom’s swimming trunks, where she was surprised at her contact with his pubic hair. In anticipation of the approaching wedding night, Patty had been studying some of the physical differences between men and women but she was still taken somewhat aback by the thick, matted patch of hair, especially when compared to her own rather scanty bush. She was surprised but not dismayed and Patty slid her hand further into the trunks until her fingers were encircling Tom’s big, hard cock. Once again, she felt some trepidation at the size of what she had in her hand and which she expected to soon have inside her pussy, but not enough to induce her to stop what she was doing.

Unlike while they were standing in the water, Tom made no effort to keep his beloved from doing what she wanted, which had become what he wanted more than anything. When she sat up and inserted her other hand inside his trunks and started to pull them down, he turned onto his back and raised his ass to make the denuding easier. She tugged the wet garment down, being careful to avoid snagging his erection in the waistband, and around his ass.

When free of the constraints of the heavy fabric, his cock popped up to point at the sky and fascinate the woman who had just exposed it. The rest of Tom’s stripping was anti-climactic. While staring, enraptured, at the first male organ, either flaccid or erect, she had ever seen, Patty peeled the trunks the rest of the way down his legs and off around his feet and left them on the edge of the blanket.

“Now, you take off my bottoms,” she suggested before lying back down and rolling onto her back.

Tom got to his knees beside her, looked adoringly at Patty’s lovely breasts as they swayed from side to side and placed the tips of his fingers inside her snug bikini shorts. Before going any further, he stopped for more reassurance. “Are you really sure you want to do this?” he asked.

“More sure than I’ve ever been of anything in my life.” To emphasize her desire, she elevated mecidiyeköy eskort her ass to assist him.

Satisfied, Tom carefully peeled off the bottom part of Patty’s bikini and gazed upon her nudity. There were several things he had learned about his bride-to-be that day by the lake and his appreciation of her beauty and his love for her had intensified, although he would not have thought such a thing possible. The latest thing that was new and delightful to him was her exposed pussy. He had never even seen a picture of one during his fevered perusals of the “National Geographic” and the naturist magazine had not included anything even close to that intimate.

And the pussy at the apex of Patricia’s thighs was the most beautiful sight he could recall ever seeing. Her sparse brown hair was wet and matted against her creamy skin and he could see how her lips appeared swollen and were starting to part. Besides still being moist from the lake water, he could see what looked like a thin sheen of oily liquid clinging to the insides of what he knew were her lips. When he leaned forward for a closer look, he was greeted by a cloud of the most heavenly aroma he had ever smelled. Besides the fragrance, the scent seemed to call out to him and tell him to continue what they were doing.

Most of what Patricia had recently learned about sex had already been put to use but there was one more thing she knew. “Do you have one of those rubber things?” she asked.

Patty wasn’t worried about catching a sexually transmitted disease from Tom and AIDS was unheard of at that time but she very much wanted to avoid becoming pregnant. There were some people in town who, when they saw a recently-married young woman showing signs of pregnancy, would check back on their calendars to see how many months it had been since her wedding and Patty wanted to avoid giving them anything that would add to their supply of cruel gossip. .

Tom did have a condom in his wallet although he had forgotten about it. At that time, most young men carried one, not in expectation of ever using it but as kind of an emblem of their manhood. He reached over to where he had left his Levis in the sand and took his wallet out of the pocket. After removing the foil wrapper covering the condom, he carefully rolled the latex ring onto his cock for he was also aware of the town’s vindictive gossips. He was ready and, holding his hard shaft with one hand, he leaned forward.

Patty was not as ready as he because she did not know what else needed to be done. “What do I do now?” she asked in a shaky voice.

“Use your fingers to spread your lips.” When Patty, puzzlement obvious on her face, started to reach up to her mouth, he grinned and chided her gently. “Not those lips, Silly. The ones down here.” As he spoke, he gestured to her pussy but did not touch her. He thought it would be somehow sacrilegious to put his hands on such a lovely place.

Patty saw nothing wrong with her doing it and she reached between her thighs and parted the proper lips. Once again, she was concerned because she was still afraid what her fiancé was about to stick inside her might be too big and also because of the way she felt where he would be putting it. Patricia was familiar with the concept of lubrication but didn’t realize how slimy she would be and hoped it wouldn’t bother Tom.

She needn’t have worried because, by that time, there was nothing that could have bothered him. He did pause a few seconds to give Patty another chance to change her mind but, when that didn’t happen, he leaned in more closely and steered the head of his rigid cock to between her fingers. Tom knew he would be breaking through Patty’s maidenhead so, after pausing a few seconds, he thrust forward. There was a small amount of resistance until he felt the end of his cock penetrate the thin membrane and saw a grimace of pain pass quickly across the beloved face under his.

“Did that hurt?” he asked.

“No. Well, just a little but It feels good now.” The penetration of her hymen had caused a short burst of pain, which was gone by the time she was asked about it. The unaccustomed stretching of her vagina was giving her a very small amount of dull pain but that was already fading and she could already feel it starting to evolve into pleasure.

“Let me know if it hurts too much and I’ll stop.” Tom was watching Patty’s face and, when he gave another gentle push forward, he saw the discomfort that had been there a few seconds earlier be replaced by a look of calm joy.

The look was real too, because whatever small pain she had felt had already been replaced by pure pleasure, from what she was doing and with whom and from the new and erotic sensation of having her pussy starting to be crammed full. The next time she felt the big cock surging into her, Patty spread her legs wider and wrapped them around his as she thrust her pussy back to meet her betrothed. Once again she moaned in bliss as most of his shaft burrowed its way into her.

“Did that hurt?” Tom asked her. “If it hurts, tell me and I’ll stop and take it out.” He really meant that. His hand was still guiding his cock and, no matter how incredible the pleasure he was feeling, he would have stopped rather than do anything to cause any pain to the sweet, lovely girl under him.

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Are You Ready, Then?

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All you told me was that you had something special in store for tonight, and that it would blow my mind. When you called and said I should get ready for it, you’d told me to take a shower and make sure I was clean. Clean from top to bottom, you said. Spic and span, you said. You wanted me to wait for you to come home; to wait for you in the bedroom, nude and with the lights out. You said it would all make sense later, to just wait for it. You said it would be worth it.

But now I’ve been waiting for it for over an hour and I keep glancing at the clock on your dresser and wondering where you are. Usually when you come home from work you get here right after six so I made sure I was ready for you then, but now it’s almost eight and there’s no sign of anyone. Just me, alone at home and waiting naked and cold in the bedroom. I’m starting to get a little nervous but I’m not sure how much of that is from your being late or from the uncertainty of what you have in store.

Finally though, just as I’m about to give up hope, it’s exactly eight o’clock when I hear the front door open downstairs and I hear your footsteps walking down the hallway toward the bedroom door. I look up from the bed where I’ve been waiting and there you are, standing in the doorway and silhouetted by the hallway light, the curve of your hips creating a delightful shape in the glare and the tilt of your head inquisitive, spurring my curiosity as well.

“Are you ready, then?”

Of course I am. I’ve been lying here on the bed nude for an hour and a half waiting patiently. Just waiting to see what you might have in store for me tonight, what could be worth the suspense.

“I have to get ready. It’ll only be a while longer. I promise.”

You’re gone as quickly as you arrived and you shut the door behind you, leaving me in the dark to wonder a while longer at what you have in mind. After about ten minutes of hearing rustling in the guest bedroom down the hall I start to pace, my cock hanging limply before me and my arms crossed, a little annoyed and a little afraid. I can hear something going on in there and I’m nervous. Finally, the door opens and I hear your voice again.

“Stop. Stay where you are and close your eyes.”

I’m facing away from the door but I can see there’s still light coming from the hallway. I can’t see you but I close my eyes anyway and wait. I try my best to focus on nothing at all as I hear you walk towards me but then, when I feel arms wrap around my chest, they aren’t yours.

Whoever it is, they’re taller than you and with a start I realize they’re taller than me. Taller and with more hair on the forearms which are wrapping around my chest as I come to realize that the body pressing against my back is flat and hard. Hard like the long, wide warmth I feel pressed against my lower back. Warm and pulsing, that hard, long thing presses between us and I know what it is. It feels like it reaches half way to my shoulders and I shiver. I know that it’s far, far larger than my own and I am afraid.

But those arms are tender and one of the hands reaches down to gently caress my own hardening shaft while the other begins to pinch one of my nipples as his lips find my neck, gently nibbling and sucking there as I become fully erect, my cock feeling as if it’s about to burst.

I’m so wrapped up in escort şişli the feeling of this large warm body pressed against me and the pulsing thing between us that it takes me a while to realize you’re on your knees before me, licking the tip of my cock and swallowing the dollops of precum that he’s stroking out of me. You’re smiling up at me while you do and I see that the hand there is larger than mine and it guides my cock into your mouth.

I close my eyes again as I feel the hand pull away and my cock slide down your throat. Soon your nose is buried in my thatch as his hands play with my nipples again, gently sliding over my stomach and my chest, tickling the hairs there. Again, I’m distracted by his hands and I barely notice that you’re touching me too, sliding your hands over my ass cheeks and massaging them there, occasionally grazing a finger through my crack and sending a shiver down my spine.

I keep my eyes closed as he teases my nipple and one of his hands leaves my chest to join you on my ass, gripping one cheek firmly and squeezing it as you pull your hands away to play with my balls and stroke the base of my cock gently. I feel that shape pressed against my back pulse and shake between me and the stranger and it feels even better than the tip of your tongue on the head of my cock.

He’s still nibbling on my neck though while you bob on my cock and I look down as you pull your mouth away to see your fingers dip across your tongue, pulling a giant dollop of your saliva and my own precum from your mouth before reaching back and slathering it against my ass, working it down against my hole and massaging it as you slide me back into your mouth.

He’s spreading my ass cheeks for you as you begin to slip your fingers into me gently, just the one at first, sliding it in tenderly and cautiously, watching my face above you. I’m lost in the feelings though and while I’m lost he pulls my head back and I feel his lips press into mine as he pulls his body away slightly, his giant cock sliding against my back and spreading wet streak he’s left there. It seems his own cock is leaking even more precum than mine and there’s no one to lick it up. Suddenly I have the urge to do it myself.

But you’re bobbing away on me and I can feel his precum start to dribble down to the top of my ass as two of your fingers are sliding in there when he pushes me down. As I fall against you we both land on the floor but my cock never leaves your mouth and your fingers never leave my ass. You land on your back and I’m above you on my hands and knees as you keep sucking me and fingering me like nothing’s happened but he’s pulled away from me.

He’s straddling you behind me and I can hear the slippery squishes of him stroking himself there while you tease the end of my cock with your tongue and play with my balls. Content to just hold myself above you I feel your hand move to stretch my ass and suddenly I hear him spit and feel the warm splat of his saliva on my asshole. A perfect hit, it’s not the last and by the time he’s ready to pull your hands away my asshole is swimming in precum and spit and more than ready for more attention.

His fingers start to touch me then, larger than yours but aided by the continuous dollops of precum and spit that you pull from your own mouth, still around my cock, and şişli escort bayan slap back there between us, sliding your own fingers around his thicker ones, trying your best to slide one of your own in with each that he puts there.

When I feel him bending behind me and nibbling on my back I can still hear him sloppily jerking himself behind me and I feel two of your thin fingers slide into me around his own two, stretching me wide. He works his way up my back then, gentle nibbles and sucklings ending up on my neck. He pulls me around again to kiss him as his chest presses against my back and I’m lost in it all as I feel the tip of his cock begin to dance over my ass cheeks, your fingers and his still buried there inside me, sliding in ever faster and harder. One, two, three, then five between the two of you, stretching me out like I’ve never been stretched but still so much smaller than the monster that bounces off my ass cheeks even now, leaving little driblets of precum as it does.

Finally you pull your mouth away from my cock and slide up between my arms and legs until we’re at eye level, pulling my lips away from his and jerking my body down onto yours, my cock sliding into your sopping wet pussy at a single plunge. I fall onto you and before I can register it your breasts are pressed between us, your chest heaving and your gushing hole pulsing around me. The two of us lying on one another I feel his body behind me again and his hands there too, pulling my cheeks apart and spitting on them again. You pull your lips away from my mouth once more and whisper in my ear as I feel the very tip of him against me, softly pushing.

“I love you baby. Thank you.”

He pushes himself softly against me and I pull away, pushing my own cock into you harder as I do and you moan gently into my ear as I push as far as I can, his cock finally lining up with my pulsing wet hole, ready and eager. It slides in quickly and all the preparations help but it’s BIG and it hurts. I breathe quickly and hard against you as he slides in and it stretches me out so much that I think I can’t take anymore, but then he stops.

It’s in.

He’s moaning into my ear and as you do your best to move against me and thrust me into you more, you push me back against him and he starts to slide out, gently and slowly, before sliding further in again. He’s trying to start a rhythm but flashes of pain are still going off in my brain even as I feel his hard nipples against my back, your hard nipples against my chest, and I realize he’s all the way in. All the way down to the hilt. That long, gigantic snake all the way inside me, bigger than any I’ve ever seen and it’s inside me. Filling me up with warmth, it starts to hurt a little less and we all take a deep breath before we try to find our rhythm.

He gets faster almost imperceptibly and it’s not enough for you. You’re doing your best to have me fuck you harder and as you do he starts to fuck me harder too, pressing me between the two of you like a toy for both your pleasure. Finally we find a nice pace as he moans into my left ear and you moan into my right, each of you occasionally biting my ear or my neck in a moment of pleasure, oblivious to all but the feelings of your own bodies with mine just an after thought.

I can’t help but squeak in pleasure and pain şişli eskort as it changes slowly to more good feelings than bad and I slowly come to realize that he’s pushing his dick into me deep and hard, just like I would a woman. Just like I do you every night, he’s pounding me and it feels good. I’m not sure how long we’ve been going but I know it’s long enough for him to build up a good momentum and for me to get used to it. You’re squirming underneath me all the while with your own pussy gushing juices all over me as he slides in and out of my well lubed asshole. It’s heaven and I can’t help but moan in you ear thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Finally you’re grabbing onto my arms and digging your nails into them, biting my neck on the one side while he bites on the other. I can feel the hickeys from both of you forming and you start to scream for me to fuck you harder. I’m doing my best but at some point I realize I’m less pounding down into you and more pounding up and against him, desperate for the filling warmth that his cock gives. Then I realize that it’s not you screaming anymore for me to fuck you harder but it’s my own voice that’s screaming. Begging to be rammed harder and faster.

I look down and your smiling at me and I know this is just what you wanted. You wanted to see his dick, so big and warm inside me and me begging for it while my own cock pounds into your pussy.

As I close my eyes in the pleasure I can feel you moving and squirming beneath me and I known you’re starting to cum, scratching my back and doing your best to wrap your legs around both of us and pull us harder into you, press you harder against the floor. Moaning into my ear I feel you squirting beneath me, your body shuddering and trying to pull away as you come fast and hard, your pussy clenching me and bringing me ever closer to my own climax.

His dick is so big and warm inside me and I can feel his pace quickening as I moan in tune with you, all of us moving at a fast and pounding hard pace. I realize there’s been no pain for a long time and the pleasure drowns my mind out. There’s only your pussy clenching around me and his cock pulsing in my ass.

I realize his pace is off and he’s fucking me harder but it’s more erratic. I can tell he’s turned on by your cumming and I know he’s as close as I am. Grunting against me, his heavy body pushing us both deeper into the carpet, he gives a few final, long and hard thrusts into me and I can feel that giant member pulse and shake inside me. The warmth of his cum is like nothing I’ve ever felt and as it shoots inside me one giant squirt at a time, I come too, my own streams of jizz filling you up beneath me just as his feels me up above.

We lay for a little while, him on top of us both and all of us full and sated before he finally pulls out and rolls beside us. When is softening cock pulls out of me I can feel his cum drip out gently onto my thighs, pooling there in warm little puddles. I think that he must’ve been long pent up to have cum so hard but then as I pull myself out of you I can see that I’ve made my own cream pie there with jizz pouring out of your pussy and pooling together on the floor. With a smile I realize that my own ass must look as much a cream pie as your pussy and I fall beside you, the three of us holding each other as we lie there, exhausted.

Just as I begin to enjoy the snuggling though, I see you’re glancing between the two of us and with a wink you reach down and flick the end of his still hard cock.

“Don’t think we’re done yet. I still get my turn at this bad boy. . .”

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Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 13

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Quite a while now – some where around 2 months and Shanti did not get enough of cock meat, her cunt was swelling every morning and she had to quench the pulsating urge and juice flow using her pussy and anal beads and follow it up with a good hard fierce shower in the bathroom directed on her clit and anal pulses – her anus would ooze secret pungent juices full of sex in them and she would just yield to these secretions completely aware that the 29 year old body needed s strong cock – a big cock pulsating and mesemerizing and this was as of now possible either by fucking the 19 year old Aditya a student in the other wing of the Colony but he was missing of late and she had not seen him for a while now – Sriram had a good prick but she was not keen to solicit that creep of a son in law of the owner of the previous house where they stayed and Riaz –she had lost interest in him and now after fucking Jai – his boss to whom she was offered like a gift by Riaz – Riaz did not hold any power and she lost interest in him automatically – Jai was a short man with a piddle of a cock – and she needed something extraordinary, she needed one which would sustain in her pussy and anus and fuck her for a while – at least an hour, she wanted satiation, the slut had been to many temples of late in white silk saris, salwars and all kinds of Indian attire, her relatives were around and there were festivities – it was a festival season and this was one more occasion to figure out a good prick for her holes.

She was in the Office when a call put a smile on her – Sneha was on the call name, long time since Sneha had called her and this was not to be missed, Sneha was a whore whose husband was in the Merchant Navy and in the Metro, this babe had enough Armour of cocks who served her at will and wish, she enjoyed young old new fresh and even sexy women.

She was into gang bangs and at times fucked her men in village environs – among cows buffaloes in the cowsheds – enjoying the rustic atmosphere and smell of the dung and the mass of the ground in the rural surroundings.

“Hi – how do you do – I am fine and wanted to meet up sometime, we haven’t spoken in a while now.”

Shanti was jealous and equally excited – “I am good, how is the excitement going, is Harish back in town or is my babe enjoying the canes in the fields?”

“I am on two timing at this point of time, Harish is back only in two months from now and having my fill of cocks – one is circumcised dick – semi Indian – Arabic very thick rounded and long and nice to suck and suckle – the balls I mean – the apparatus is kept completely shaven clean and neat and the balls come neatly into your mouth one at a time of course, just love licking and leaving my saliva on them one by one” Sneha was detailing the graphics.

Shanti was salivating and knew her cunt and ass crevice were collecting sweat juice itching and irritating and creating sensuality of a different kind – she wanted the interracial for herself – how?

“Why are you silent – want to hear escapades with him? Now listen” Sneha started to give her story in graphical detail.

Sometimes you just need a good fucking. It’s been way too long since my last one.

The joy of being 32 is I know what I want and I know how to get it. My phone is full of phone numbers of hot, handsome 18-20 year olds. They are always willing to come and feed me their meat.

I’ve taken most of these young mans on a journey and taught them how to fuck a woman right.

My pussy throbs mercilessly making it impossible to concentrate on even the simplest tasks.

I grab my phone and scroll through the list of names.

Sulaiman is a big strong young man. Not much use for thinking or conversation, but his animal instincts are awesome and he can fuck harder and faster than anyone I have ever met. Now that I have spent some time with him he also knows how to eat pussy very nicely as well. In fact he feasts on it. Sulaiman answers my call.

“Hey how are you Sneha?” his slightly high voice tone gives away his excitement

“Sulaiman get over here, I need a fucking. I want that hard cock to rip into my wet, hot throbbing pussy.’ I demand.

‘Ok it will take me 15 minutes. Is that ok?’

Sulaiman is always polite unless he is drilling me senseless. He is my Gym Coach and we attracted our body parts there where he fucked me the first time on the side deck inside the Sauna bath chamber while my wing mate from the colony was jogging on the Treadmill inside the Gym.

“Just get here as soon as you can.” I reply.

It’s been at least three weeks since I had a good fucking. So I throw off my clothes and lay on my bed. My legs part as I licked two of my fingers and slide them inside my moist hole.

I need to cum. BAD.

I find my clit with my other hand and I feel the inner walls inside my hole tighten as the pleasure rushes through my bud and walls to my brain.

“Oh fuck yes – that’s good.” I hear myself say.

My fingers work my clit slowly at first rubbing in round small circles and then pulling the hood taksim escort bayan back just enough to expose my inner clit to the air then rubbing it again making the circles longer and just a bit harder each time.

My ass puckers and I feel my inner wall again tighten at the onset of my first orgasm. My fingers are now sliding in and out of me as my other hand keeps pace and pressure with my clit.

“Yes, yes that’s it oh baby. Oh yes that’s it.”

I play and play again and again until my phone rings. It’s Sulaiman. He’s out in the front.

“Come in – the doors open I am upstairs in my room. For fuck’s sake hurry.” I say totally wanting.

He is in the room in a flash. He doesn’t care about my sluttish status in fact he knows I can take a good fucking – not like most of the young things he empties into. That’s why he comes back.

He undoes his pants as he walks through the door, his shirt gone already. His muscles are bulging; his chest is huge, as is his big, fat 10-inch dick.

My mouth opens instinctively. He knows what to do.

I suck his now hardening cock and run my tongue around and around the head as I finger-fuck myself.

My body arches off the bed lurching for him and his young man’s touch. I don’t need to wait long. He drives two fingers, and then three deep inside me fiercely finger-fucking. I grab his ass and make him pump his cock into my mouth.

I cum all over his hand – my hips bucking wild to meet his thrusts into me.

“More Sulaiman! More!” I scream.

He slides in another 4 fingers and uses his thumb on my clit and rubs and toys with the inner core of my pleasure. “Yes, yes, aaaaaaaggggggggggrrrrrrr hhhhhh!”

I cum, my body tossing about totally out of control – following his touch as if a command. I am being spread wide and loving every bit of it. Sulaiman grabs my head with his other hand using my hair to pull my face onto his cock as he tries to shove it deep into my throat.

Deeper and deeper. I lose breath and reality as his other hand grabs my face hard. He fucks my mouth long and hard until he shots his load.

My mouth fills and I suck and swallow his hot Sulaiman juice as best as I can, then lick the last bits out of the eye of his cock.

“Yes Sulaiman that’s a good young man.” I say as I lick the last remnants of cum from my face.

The good thing about being a woman is I can take whatever he can give me. The good thing about young men is they are ready to go again in just a few minutes – and Sulaiman was ripe as they come. “Ok you are going to fuck your slut from behind just the way I like it. Ok Sulaiman?” My words are orders not requests.

“Yes Sneha.” he says as he walks to the base of the bed dragging pillows with him and stands waiting, his cock pulsing in anticipation.

I crawl to the end of the bed.

Sulaiman has already put three pillows down so I can lie comfortably on them. I close my legs and stick my ass and pussy in the air ready for him to take me.

This is always my favorite moment except for cum repeatedly. The anticipation of a man standing behind you about to take you from behind does it for me. The thrills spill forth through my whole body and I tremble as the moment comes.

Sulaiman knows this, and he knows to take time to feel my body slowly. He runs his big hands over my butt cheeks, down my legs then back up feeling all my curves. My cunt is churning and I am dry humping the pillows that support me.

“Sulaiman, fuck me!” I yell.

But he just continues to tease. My pussy drips even more. His head and shaft rub along my slit but he doesn’t stick it in. My hips thrust more trying to line up the head and the hole but he moves and rubs it on the outer of my ass.

“Please please plea…”

Without notice he grabs my hips and thrusts his cock straight deep inside me – the full length goes all the way in. There is no play now as I am totally controlled by this mammoth beast invading my womanhood. The inner walls of me are trying with all their might to stay in control. And failing.

I try to scream, to call his name but words are just mumbled. I can barely breathe let alone speak as he relentlessly pounds in and out of me.

I cum again gripping his cock with all my might, which doesn’t even put a dent in his rhythm or pace and in truth it just fires him up. He opens his legs wider changing the angle of his invading cock and sending me through another crashing pleasure peak. Again and again over and over he rides me without stopping. My body is soaked in sweat and every one of my nerve endings is alive and exploding.

My pussy is being pounded into submission.

He slows the pace and I slide my hand between my now open legs and twist and look at Sulaiman. He’s all sweaty, his muscles rippling as he slowly slides in and out of me. I look right into his eyes.

“In my ass Sulaiman. Do it, stick it in my ass. You know I want it.” I demand

He pulls out of my pussy and guides the head of his cock to the entrance of my ass. Just bağcılar escort as I like it, he slowly rubs the head on the entrance allowing me to work my clit over bringing me to the point of orgasm.

Then he slides in. I feel his cock fill me completely.

Deeper and deeper he slowly goes not stopping until he is all the way to the base of his shaft. I feel every part of my body tighten from my toes to the muscles in my eyelids as my ass grips his meat and my cunt churns uncontrollably.

Sulaiman knows to stay still until he gets my command to move. I start to move slowly, little by little. I gradually start to make the meat inside me, which is now one with me, move. My fingers work harder and harder on my clit. Rubbing it and pulling the hood up high as my butt bucks back now enjoying the full length thrust I am giving myself .

“Are you ready Sulaiman?” I turn my head and ask.

“Yes I am ready, I am so ready. PLEASE!” He yells about to burst.

“Well do it do it good and don’t stop until you cum. Do you hear me?” My words are firm.

“Yes I won’t I won’t stop.” He yells again.

With that his hands resume their position on my hips again. He starts to slide in and out of me.

“That’s it young man do it.”

Faster with every stroke he shoves in to the base then pulls all the way out so just the head is inside me and thrusts back in again. His pace gets quicker and a lot harder. His balls are now smacking into my pussy as he slams inside me.

“Fuck that hole fuck that hole young man … yessssss oh fuck yes do it!” I scream

I love it. My ass is spread wide.

My fingers are now just pushing hard on my clit allowing movements and pulls on me to make the movement here. Deeper and harder he pounds “That’s it fill it, fill my ass.” I command “I will, I’m Cumming I’m Cumming!” he screams “Don’t stop!” I scream. “Fill me, make sure you fill me up, shoot inside my ass and fill it up.” My words are reflecting my want.

“I want your hot cum up my ass fill it, fill it ,fill…” I scream.

Words escape me and my body is now totally under his control and goes limp under him as he fucks and fucks my well-punished ass.

“Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh fuck yerrrrrrrr, fuck yeeerrrrrr.” Sulaiman screams as load after load of cum spurts deep inside my ass.

I feel his cum warm and thick fill me, as he pumps and pumps until I drain the last bit of cum out of him. Both of us fall limp on the bed his cock still inside me as he lays on my back. Sulaiman stays until he goes soft. He knows what I like.

“We that was nice.” I say trying in some way to find my composure.

“Sure was,” smiles Sulaiman.

“But you have to go, you know how it is.” I say still drenched in sweat and cum.

“Yes I know,” says Sulaiman as he slips his jeans on.

“I might call you soon… if you’re a good young man that’s is.” I say enjoying every bit of my sluttish moment.

Shanti was completely drenched – in an office running 22 degrees on AC – she was wet between her legs in both the holes and the crevice between her boobs.

“Sneha – Sneha –––––-” she choked.

“My beloved slut – you want him – will get him – he will ream you – let me tell you and his cock is very hard – very hard”

” I need him and now – today – do you understand Sneha, have not had a hard cock for 3 months and that is a long time for me” Shanti demanded.

“Ok – come over to my place at 6 pm and we will go over to him at the resort where he is a Gym instructor and we will have him in the First class venue upstairs.

Sulaiman sat nakedly in his bed, cupping the telephone with one hand while his other hand began to stroke his growing hard-on.

The young man could hardly believe that, on the other end of the phone, his slut, Sneha, was mouthing obscenities into his ear.

“Yeah, I’m having fun right now, Sulu . . . picturing your big cock the way it looked when I watched Dina sucking you off,” Sneha continued.

Her voice seemed to falter slightly. Sulaiman strained to listen but now only the sounds of heavy breathing came over the receiver.

“You finger-fucking yourself right now, Sneha?” the young young man asked in disbelief.

“Yessss . . . talk to me, Sulu. Say sexy thing to me while I finger-fuck my hot little pussy,” Sneha begged.

Sulaiman grinned only too glad to oblige his creative little slut the bitch Sneha.

“Just imagine that your finger’s my big fat cock, Sneha baby, and it’s scorching hot and throbbing as I guide it into your hot, wet pussy. Now relax and spread that cunt, spread it wide for the huge, slick slab of cock-meat that’s going to plunge right up inside you.”

“Oh, God, yesssss, Sulu, I can almost feel it. I can see your cock! It’s so gorgeous and big!” the young woman moaned.

Sulaiman’s own fantasy began to work overtime. He tried to visualize his beautiful slut finger-fucking herself while he talked to her.

“Oh, Sulaiman!” she squealed suddenly.

He imagined her finger stroking harder and okmeydanı escort harder up her cunt as her body grew taut, her pink tongue wetting her lips. He pictured her clit as being huge, and he figured that by now it would be sticking lewdly out of her aroused cunt. He closed his eyes and stroked his cock as he imagined Sneha rubbing her clit with her fast-moving finger as cunt-juice flooded out of her pussy. He pictured her big, creamy tits softly swaying as she teased her hot young body.

“Keep . . . keep talking, Sulaiman! I need it!” she begged.

“My big prick’s fucking you hard now, baby. You’re so fucking hot, you’ve coated my cock-pole with your juices. My balls are banging against your cunt-lips, baby, and I’m squeezing your big, swollen tits . . .” He groaned.

“Fuck me harder, Sulu!” Sneha screamed.

Her mind had mesmerized her into thinking that she was actually being fed his cock.

As he whacked his prick, stroking it from balls to head, he continued to talk lewdly to her.

“Your cunt’s hot, baby. It’s so hot, it’s spraying juice out all over your sheets. My cock’s reaming you out. It’s sawing against your clit. It’s driving up that hot, red cunt-slit of yours so hard it’s driving you wild! Your whole body’s shaking .. .”

“Ohhh, yesss, Sulaiman! Fuck it to me! Give me cock, cock, cock! Give me cock until it comes out of my mouth! Tear me up! Bite me! Scratch me! Fuck meeee!” she screamed.

Sulaiman jacked harder, turned on by his own words and by his slut’s excited response.

“Ohhhhhh!” she yelled.

Then he heard only hard breathing which soon slackened off and eventually became normal. He pounded harder on his cock, coming, watching the pearly cum jerking into the air.

“That was great! A different kind of come!” Sneha murmured, “First time I ever got hot enough to come over the phone!”

Suddenly, Sulaiman heard another womanish voice over the phone in the background, and then a series of excited giggles burst out.

“Who else is there with you, Sneha?” he asked, suddenly growing paranoid.

“It’s just my friend, Shanti,” Sneha answered. “I didn’t want to tell you before . . . but she was finger-fucking herself at the same time I was.”

Sulaiman gasped picturing the beautiful little woman, just as sexy and big-tits as her friend Sneha. His cock began to harden again as he imagined the two naked women on the other side of the phone.

“Is she . . . I mean, has she ever fucked?” he asked breathlessly.

“Shanti?” Sneha asked incredulously. “Oh, hell, yes. She is a veteran 29 year old and can give you a taste of your own medicine – vivacious sexy and extremely intelligent in sexual matters.”

“Tell her I’d love to show her my cock,” he murmured. “Why don’t you two women come on over? I’m all alone here this morning and you two horny cunts can do all the cock-worship you like.”

He heard the women’ excited voices, and their giggles as Sneha told Shanti what he had said.

“It’s a date,” Sneha finally said into the phone. “We’ll be there in less than half an hour.”

Sulaiman grinned and hung up the phone. He showered, slipped into a terry cloth robe, and poured three strong whiskey and water drinks to get them all in the right mood, as if they weren’t already raring to go! Just then, the doorbell rang.

Sulaiman gasped when he opened the door.

Sneha was dressed sexily in a tit-hugging blouse and a white saree and silky attire that came up past her knees, emphasizing the shapeliness of her calves.

Shanti was dressed almost identically.

Sulaiman swallowed hard as he saw the younger woman’s tits lunge against her tight-fitting blouse when she shifted her weight.

“Well? Can’t we come in?” Sneha asked and both women giggled as Sulaiman stood aside to let them in.

As they eased past him, Sulaiman smelled the heady fragrance of aroused pussy, and he wondered if the two women had sucked each other off before coming to his house.

The three Adults sat down on Sulaiman’s bed and sipped their strong drinks.

While Shanti stroked one leg against the other in a gentle, sensuous movement, Sneha lightly fingered her own big nips. Before they knew it, the three Adults had started on their third drink, and they were all growing hornier and hotter by the second.

“I’ve got the biggest hard-on under this robe you can imagine, women – just to please you,” Sulaiman muttered, his eyes sweeping over the exciting female flesh before him.

Sneha giggled. “Hell, we’re all here for the same thing. What are we waiting for?”

While Sneha began to suck her slut’s cock in long, juicy sweeps, fingering his hairy balls at the same time, Sulaiman watched Shanti undress just beyond the foot of the bed.

Sneha and Sulaiman had already stripped naked.

The younger woman was actually deliberately doing a teasing strip, and she sure knew just how to turn the young man on.

First, she removed the blue ribbon from her dark hair, and sprayed her hair out with her fingers.

Then, one by one, with her long, sensuous fingers, she unbuttoned the pearl buttons of her sheer blouse before she slowly removed it. Her mouth-watering tits were held in place by a string bra of white nylon with peek-a-boo windows in front, through which her large nips protruded.

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A Day at the Gym

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I was on the treadmill at the gym. I was wearing tight black workout pants with a black tank top with a built in sports bra. I had to have a good sports bra when I worked out. And even with one my DDD breasts were still bouncing quite a bit as I jogged. My long blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail.

I had been on the treadmill for about 20 minutes before I notice 3 men by the free weights looking at me and talking, all with big smiles on their faces. It wasn’t hard to figure out they were looking at my tits. They were big, so I was used to people looking. Plus I have my nipple pierced so they are almost always erect. Because I what I was wearing, you could easily make out the shape of my nipples, and also notice the bars through them.

They were good looking men. Two looked to be in their mid 20’s. Dark hair and eyes, olive complexion, definitely looked like brothers. They both had a pretty muscular build. The third was older, mid to late 40’s I would guess. The same features as the younger 2, but not quite so muscular, although still in very good shape. He must be their father. I was 30 but normally liked men about 10 or 15 years older than me.

I continued on the treadmill for another 10 minutes. The men were lifting weights now but were noticeably checking me out still. As I got off the treadmill and began walking towards the women’s locker room the older man was staring at me, almost in what seemed to be a dream like trance. I had to admit, I do get turned on by men looking at me. He blushed and quickly looked away when he noticed me smiling back at him.

When I got into the locker room I took off my clothes and got in the shower. As I began washing my body I realized how wet my pussy had gotten when I was being gazed upon by those men. I couldn’t help but rub my clit. I began pinching my nipple at the same time and came in record time.

I was feeling pretty good when I got out of the shower. I put on my jeans and a t-shirt. Even in a t-shirt my chest still appeared huge. I have been told by many men that they are surprised I have kids, because my breasts are so firm and perky.

I went up to the desk before I left to get a bottle of water. As I turned around I was surprised to see the 3 men all right in front of me. The 2 younger ones had huge grins on their faces, while the older one seemed very nervous, but still smiling.

“Hi,” he said. “My sons said if I didn’t talk to you I would regret it later. I recently got divorced and they are trying to get me through it. I’m Ken.”

“I’m Sam, nice to meet you Ken.” I was beginning to see a great opportunity here. “And how do your sons think you should get through it?”

“Um, well, they want me to meet some women.”

His son interrupted. “What she means dad, is if we think you should get back into a serious relationship, or have some no strings attached fun. Am I right Sam? I’m Kyle by the way, and this,” he said gesturing to his brother, “is Keith.”

“You are exactly right Kyle,” I said with a smirk. “You see, I am also recently divorced, and definitely am not interested taksim escort in anything serious.”

“Perfect,” Kyle replied, stepping in as almost what would seem as a negotiator for his father. “No strings fun it is! When would be a good time for the 2 of you to get together?”

I thought about it for a moment and couldn’t pass up the possibility before me. “Well, how about this. I am going to go back into one of the tanning rooms, and your dad can follow me in.”

Ken looked really nervous now. “Sounds like fun, right dad?” Keith replied this time.

Ken kept looking from me to his sons, almost like he was in shock of what was going on. “And if he is too nervous to join me all alone…” I paused and smiled, “you 2 could come in with him.”

All three of their jaws seemed dropped at this point. I winked at Ken before turning towards the tanning rooms. I turned around before closing the door to be sure they saw which room I had gone in to. Then I took off my shirt and jeans, leaving me in red lace bikini panties and a red lace bra. It wasn’t long before the door opened and all three men walked in. The room wasn’t big, so we were all close together.

They were all looking me up and down which made my pussy get wetter than it already was. “Sam, my dad has been out of the dating scene for a long time,” Kyle started. “He is not used to women being quite so bold, and honestly, neither am I. You are the kind of girl I have dreamed about.”

“Thank you, that’s very sweet of you. I just like sex and don’t see a reason to pretend otherwise. I love cock and like to feel slutty. Can you guys help me with that?”

“Definitely,” Keith replied while the others nodded in agreement.

“Good,” I said as I stepped towards Ken. I put my arms around his neck and pressed my body against him. He put his hands on my waist as my lips were just inches from his. “So how long has it been Ken? Since you were with a woman?” I asked in a whisper, so he could feel my breath on his mouth.

“About a year,” he replied. I could feel his dick growing hard against me.

“That’s way too long,” I said as I leaned in and kissed him. It didn’t take long for him to get over his shyness. His tongue was enjoying the warmth of the inside of my mouth. We were kissing passionately when I felt a hand on my ass. Both of Ken’s hands were going up and down my back, so it must have been one of his sons grabbing my ass. I didn’t even know which one, or care.

I felt more hands undoing my bra. But it still stayed where it was because I was pressed up against Ken. I felt someone’s lips on my neck, and his body pressed against me so that I could feel his erection against my ass cheek. Ken’s hard on was really pressing into me now. I separated our bodies so I could undo his pants and free his cock. When I did so my bra also fell a little, so I slipped off the straps and let it fall to the floor, revealing my tits.

Ken quickly bent down and took one of my nipples in his mouth. Then Keith did the same with my other nipple. Kyle must have been beşiktaş escort the one behind me, grinding into my ass. “Mmmmm, that’s feels so good,” I said. I felt Kyle take a small step back and heard him unzip his jeans. When he stepped forward I felt his bare cock against my thigh. Then he grabbed one side of my panties with both hand and ripped them apart, making me shriek in surprise. Then he did the same for the other side before pulling the ripped panties out from between my legs.

I spread my legs slightly and felt his finger start to explore my cunt while his father and brother continued suckling on my tits. It didn’t take long for him to find my dripping hole. He put two fingers inside and began finger fucking me. “Damn, you guys are not going to believe how wet this slut is.”

Keith let my nipple escape his mouth and said, “Let me find out.” While looking at me biting my lower lip, he reached between my legs too. Kyle pulled his fingers out and Keith replaced them with his. “Wow, dad you have to feel this bitch’s cunt.”

Keith removed his hand and his father reached down. He didn’t shove his finger right inside of me. He gently touched my lips, moving his fingers up and down them. Then he found my clit and began rubbing it. “Oh my god Ken, that feels amazing!” I screamed. He quickened his pace while Kyle’s hand came from behind and began fingering me. Keith began sucking on my nipple like he was trying to get milk out of me. I felt myself getting close to orgasm.

“Do you like this slut?” Kyle whispered in my ear while 3 of his fingers were being rammed deep in my pussy.

“Yes! Oh yes!” I screamed. Ken was rubbing my clit furiously now. “I’m going to cum! Oh fuck, don’t stop,” I moaned. It didn’t take long with the three of them working on me. “I’m cumming! Oh fuck!” My body went limp as Kyle’s hand became covered in my juices.

They all held on to me afterward for a few moments. “I need to get some of that pussy,” Kyle said. “Get on your hand and knees whore.” I did as I was told.

Kyle got on his knees right behind me and didn’t waste any time. He had his 8 inch cock in me in a couple seconds and was slamming into me. “Fuck your cunt is tight,” he grunted while his dad and brother watched.

“You can’t cum in me. I’m not on the pill,” I informed them as I got fucked. “But you can all cum in my mouth. I love swallowing cum.”

“That works for me honey,” Kyle replied between grunts.

Keith decided to take his cock out and wave it in my face. About the same size as his brother. He grabbed my hair to hold my head and I opened my mouth willingly. “Good girl,” he said as he slid his dick between my lips. “Mmmm, suck that cock baby.”

“Fuck, I got to pull out,” Kyle said as his cock slid out of my cunt. “That pussy feels too good. Hey dad, you’ve got to fuck this bitch.”

Ken didn’t say anything. I think he was nervous about the whole thing. I couldn’t see him as I was still blowing his son, but I could hear get behind me. Then I felt the tip of his cock against me. He just etiler escort rubbed himself against me, getting his head all wet.

I’m glad he lubed himself up, because his cock was bigger than his sons. He slowly pushed his whole dick in me in one thrust. I’m sure if I didn’t have cock down my throat everyone in the gym would have heard me scream. But instead it came out as a muffled groan.

Ken got into a smooth steady rhythm. He was sliding in and out while I sucked his sons cock. Kyle was now up by my head watching me suck his brother. He had his hand on his dick gently stroking it. I reached up and started jerking him off instead.

Ken really started banging me now, so I had to let go of Kyle’s cock and put my hand back down to keep my balance. His hand went right back up to his cock. “Damn dad, you are really pounding that slut!”

I could tell Keith was getting close to cumming. He was fucking my face with the same rhythm as his dad was using to fuck my pussy. They were both grunting loudly. “Mmmm, I’m going to shoot a load in your mouth…here it comes. Fuuuck!” he screamed as I felt his hot cum filling my mouth.

“Don’t swallow yet!” Kyle yelled. “Turn this way and open up,” he said as he pointed his cock at my face. I turned and opened wide, revealing his brothers cum in my mouth. “That’s so fucking hot,” he moaned while jerking himself off. “I’m cumming,” he groaned. It must have been hard to aim with me moving back and forth from the force of his dads pounding. But he was still able to get most of his cum in my mouth, with just a drop on my cheek. “Keep that cum in your mouth babe.”

I closed my mouth so the cum would not slosh out while Ken was fucking my brains out. He was grunting louder and louder. His cock felt so good in me that I had another orgasm. My whole body shook and I had to really concentrate on keeping my mouth closed and not swallowing. Feeling my pussy quivering was all Ken needed to send him over the edge. “Suck my dick,” he moaned as he pulled out. I quickly turned around and opened wide for my third load. As I was opening my mouth he was already cumming. I had a nice shot land across my upper lip. The rest he got right in my mouth. His load was more than both his sons combined. He just kept cumming. The cum was overflowing from my mouth, dripping down my chin and on to my tits.

Ken stepped back to gaze at me with his sons. I looked up at them with my mouth still open revealing a full mouth of cum. They all looked completely satisfied.

“What do you think guys, can she swallow now?” Keith asked his brother and father.

“I think so, she did a great job. She deserves it,” Kyle replied. “It’s up to dad.”

They both looked at their father, as did I. He stared down and me and said “swallow that cum.”

I closed my mouth while continuing to look at them and swallowed in one large gulp. I then opened my mouth again to show them that my mouth was empty.

We all got dressed and I gave them my phone number. I told them to call me if they felt the need for a slut. The three of them walked out of the tanning room a minute before me. As I walked by the desk on my way out the guy was looking at me and smirking. I was pretty sure he had an idea of what just happened. I was sure of it when I got in my car and looked in the mirror and saw I still had a glob of cum on my cheek.

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A Chance Encounter

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He’d had several appointments and meetings during the day, but she was supposed to have showered and met him in time to make a dinner reservation. She wasn’t in the lobby when he’d arrived, so after several minutes he decided that he ought to find out what was keeping her. As he walked across the lobby, he heard his name called out in a sharp voice and instinctively shifted his arm to make a clear sweep of his jacket and draw of his sidearm possible before he turned to reply.

He relaxed and smiled in confusion to see that it was Kimberly, the girlfriend of an acquaintance that he’d have never expected to see here in Morocco. He glanced around the lobby, slightly anxious to keep this conversation quick or to move it out of sight. It would be…difficult if Kimberly said too much about where he lived or who she thought he worked for and the wrong ears heard it.

They embraced and she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, clearly happy and surprised to see him. Kimberly was a tall girl, lean everywhere except her exquisitely shaped legs and ass. She was an exotic mix, Hawaiian or Polynesian, and Caucasian, but had grown up in Virginia where they’d met at several cocktail parties and events. As she was explaining that she was in Morocco to do consulting with a tech firm looking to install networks in the country, he noticed over her shoulder that their friendliness was attracting some attention. Not wanting to linger in the lobby in the public eye, he suggested that she come up to the suite he was sharing with Aimee to say hello and catch up.

After a short walk from the elevator, he plucked the magnetic key from the pocket of his tailored dress shirt and inserted into the suite door without knocking. He was three steps into the room when he heard the shower running and thought, “She’s running very late or expecting me to join her.”

He glanced back at Kimberly and said with a shrug, “It sounds like she’s running late. I’ll go nudge her along. Grab a seat.” He gestured at the couch in the sitting area of the suite and went through the double doors into the bedroom area and straight into the bathroom where Aimee greeted his entry with a musical laugh and a wave through the foggy, glass shower door. Her hair was plastered against her back in a long wave, and she made no effort to hurry as she rinsed the conditioner from it. Running her fingers along her scalp, she bent backward toward the showerhead and her breasts stood out in the fog and spray, in perfect profile above her flat stomach and narrow waist. She was a petite hourglass with breasts that were large for her frame, and seeing her skin glistening in the fine sheen of water and soap, made his fingers itch to touch her.

Finally, after she’d rinsed herself free of the last remnants of soap and lather in a long, slow twirl, and then bent to turn off the shower’s flow, she made one last, languorous arch of her back to squeeze the excess water from her hair and then slid the glass door to the side so that a roil of steam washed over him. When she was facing him with nothing between them but the chill hotel-room air, and her nipples hardened, she said, “Hello, sweet man. Grab me that robe.”

With a look that spoke far more than words would be able to convey, he plucked the linen robe from a hook and held it just out of her reach between them. With another musical chuckle, she stepped carefully out of the tub and stood then, close in front of him, dripping and smiling. He kissed her and then held the robe up behind her so that his arms stretched over her shoulders and she turned and shimmied her way into the thin garment while never taking her eyes from his face. He looked down at her, at all of her from head to toe while she kept that gaze, and then he stepped backward so that she had room to shrug the linen around her and tie it into place. The thin, white cloth clung to her every curve and line and revealed almost as much as it hid. What it did hide made it somehow more sensual and despite having just seen all of her that there was to see, it made him long to pluck the knot out of the belt and pull it off of her again.

“What are you smiling at?” She asked, suspicious but still playful.

He’d just remembered that Kimberly was in the sitting area just outside the bedroom, and that Aimee didn’t know she was there, but instead of saying that, he replied, “You’re late. Get your pretty little ass in gear.”

She did the magic trick that pulled her hair and a towel into a large twirl of fabric atop her head, and rolled her eyes at him, shoving at his shoulders as he led her out of the bathroom.

As Ryan walked straight through the bedroom, toward the main area of the suite he was thinking about all of the times that he and Aimee had discussed having another woman join them in bed, and how many times that Kimberly’s name had been moaned through Aimee’s lips. He popped open both of the bedroom doors at once as Aimee followed close behind him.

“So where are we going for dinner?” Aimee began, and then cut off, seeing Kimberly capa escort stand in surprise from the couch where she’d been sitting. “RYAN! Why didn’t you tell me she was here?”

“I told you that you were late,” Ryan deadpanned in return.

Oblivious to the semi-transparent condition of her robe, and trying to brace through her embarrassment, she marched up to Kimberly and embraced the taller woman with a warm hug. “It’s such a great surprise to see you! I’m sorry Ryan is such a social retard and didn’t give me a chance to get dressed.”

“It’s all right,” she laughed, it’s my fault. I caught Ryan in the lobby and he said that he wanted to surprise you.

Aimee swung on Ryan with one of her looks and found him struggling to keep his laughter quiet as he fished a handful of tiny bottles from the mini-bar.

“Prick,” she snapped, and then couldn’t help but laugh as well before turning back to Kimberly. “Just give me a moment to throw something on.” She walked quickly toward the bedroom and realized as she did that her quick strides were probably causing the robe, which quite short, to rise up quite a bit in the back, and that she was probably giving the Ryan and their guest quite a show.

When she was safely back in the bedroom, she surveyed herself in the mirror above the dresser and to her shock, saw that the thin material of the robe was all but see through everywhere that it hung tightly to her. She’d been worried about her ass hanging out, and here her breasts were clearly visible through the clinging fabric; and that’s where she was covered. The robe, which she’d carelessly wrapped around herself, uncaring what it covered given how many times Ryan’s hands had been all that covered her skin when they were together, hung in a long, open v in the front almost to her navel so that the inside curves of her breasts were on display without even the semblance of coverage that the robe offered her hard nipples. She unknotted the robe and peeled it off of her shoulders before running her hands up her torso and over her breasts, still staring into the mirror, and thought to herself that her nipples weren’t just hard from the hotel’s air conditioning, but because her shock and embarrassment were mixed with an electric excitement and a little thrill of mischief.

With one hand still cupping her breast, she let the other fall to her groin and ran her middle finger lightly downward over her clit and to her pussy. She wasn’t surprised to find herself wet, not just from the shower, but from the thought of having been on display in front in the next room. With that realization, she abandoned the idea of putting on the outfit that she’d draped over the foot of the bed in anticipation of dressing for dinner, and instead went to peruse the limited selection in her temporary closet. She fished out a dark green sheath dress that hit her mid-thigh and dipped down in the front in a wide curve to show quite a bit of cleavage, but then returned it.

Instead, thinking that if Ryan was up to what she thought he was, that she’d play his little game as well. She decided on a long white dress shirt that gripped tightly across her chest and hung to just below her ass and a pair of ridiculously priced yoga pants that her ass looked amazing in. With another little thrill of excitement, and feeling naughty, she didn’t bother with underpants or a bra.

When she’d pulled on the clothing, she took one quick look in the mirror, unbuttoned one more button of her shirt at both the bottom and the top, scrubbed the towel through her hair so that it hung in a damp, wavy tangle over both of her shoulders, and walked quickly back out to the sitting room before she lost her nerve. Her entry brought the two of them out of quiet conversation, and the flush on Kimberley’s face and the quick licking of her lips made her think that she’d probably been the topic of the conversation. Ryan’s face was passive, closed to anyone who didn’t know him, but she knew him well enough to recognize his expression, an expression she’d seen many times when they were out in public together when he was trying to be discreet.

The expression told her that he wanted her, and wanted her badly, and now. This wasn’t the face he made when he was imagining some time, hours or days in the future when he’d have her alone, this was the face that said that something between them would have to be done soon. The same narrowing of his eyes, the same hint of a smile that might be imagined, and the same tiny raising of an eyebrow were all on his face the time he’d reached across to finger fuck her while they were driving down the road at 80 miles an hour, and the time he hadn’t even waited for her to put her shopping bags down before he’d pulled up her skirt, spanked her bare ass and fucked her from behind while the door and curtains to her balcony stood open just feet away. She’d felt like the entire world could have been watching, and the orgasm had left her legs shaking.

The small talk about Kimberley’s work and the supposed reason topkapi escort for Ryan being in Morocco ended shortly, and the mini-bottles shortly after, so Kimberley offered to grab more drinks from her room. Ryan hopped up, agreed that they should continue their impromptu party and said with a wink that Aimee would get some ice. He followed Kimberly to the door with a knowing look over his shoulder and gave Kimberley time to get around the corner to the elevator before circling back. He plucked a bottle of bourbon from the top of his bag and waived it at Aimee with a wink.

“I figured we could use a moment to regroup. I spoke to Kimberley while you were dressing. She broke up with Adam, and she’s really excited to see friendly faces here.”

“RYAN,” she began, beginning to blush, even as a mischievous smile broke onto her face.

Before she could continue, he was across the room in 3 long, fast steps, and on top of her before she could react. Before either of them had any time to think, she was sprawled back on the couch with her legs around him and his mouth against hers. They kissed through moans and whispers and their hands were everywhere. By the time that Kimberley knocked at the door, her shirt was completely undone, and Ryan was sucking the hard nipple of one breast while running his thumb and forefinger around the other. The knock brought a growl from Ryan and a sharp intake of breath from Aimee.

“Get off!” she whispered sharply, but he was already moving, adjusting his erection while he walked to open the door. “WAIT!” she hissed, trying to be quiet, but he smiled and shrugged, opening the door even as she scrambled to button the wayward shirt.

Ryan held the door open, and watched Kimberley’s face as she entered. He wasn’t sure what she’d seen that provoked the look of surprise, but she masked the expression quickly. When they were fully into the suite, Aimee, flushed, but her expression neutral, eased past them holding the ice bucket aloft with the announcement that she was going to get more.

In the hall, she fought to catch her breath and couldn’t because all she could think about was what Ryan might be planning. The possibilities inherent in the two people in that room left her reeling and unable to concentrate.

“I should be putting my ass in this thing instead of the scoop,” she muttered as she filled the ice bucket. She took a deep breath, gave herself a little shake, and smoothed her hair before walking back down the hall. Ryan met her at the door when she tapped and the predatory grin on his face made her heart race faster again. She moved into the room with him close behind her, and stopped when she saw the look on Kimberley’s face where he sat on the middle of the couch. The look was filled with anticipation and lust and Aimee was both alarmed and excited.

“Ryan?”

He delicately took the ice bucket from her hands and placed it on a side table before coming to stand behind her again. She gasped and goose bumps stood out all over her body when he ran his hands up her hips and under her shirt to cup her breasts. His lips were at the nape of her neck and worked their way upward to her ear.

“Kimberley would very much like to watch what happens next and perhaps join later if you’d like,” he whispered, as she realized that his fingers had done the magic work of unbuttoning her shirt without her having realized.

“Ryan?” she whispered again, this time pleading, wanting what was happening to continue, but fear warring with excitement.

“It’s ok, I have you,” he whispered back, “do this for me.”

He took her gently by the elbows then, and moved her to the center of the floor. Once there, he turned her so that she was facing Kimberley directly, on display, and peeled the shirt from her shoulders. Her nipples, already hard from excitement, pushed out further at the sudden touch of the air conditioned air, and she gave a little shudder. In her bare feet she didn’t even come to Ryan’s chin, and in his arms, with him behind her, and feeling on display, she felt tiny, like her muscles weren’t hers to command. She looked back at him, over her shoulder, as her fingers gripped at the material of his pants over his outer thighs, and at his nod, allowed herself to let go of her concerns and plunge fully into this moment. He nodded again, sensing the change in her and tipped her head backward to kiss him.

The movement stretched her neck; brought her up on her toes and she imagined the way her body looked to Kimberley in that moment. She arched further, determined to give the other woman a show and moaned into Ryan’s mouth as he caught her hair in a fist at the back of her skull. His other arm coiled strongly around her and pulled her back into him so that she could feel his hard cock even more clearly against her ass. The kiss seemed to last forever, and she wanted it to, but more she wanted it to end so that she could do other things with her mouth and with his mouth.

Seeming to read her mind again, he turned her sariyer escort in his arms, and with her hair still wrapped in his fingers, gently drove her to her knees in front of him. Without instruction or guidance, her hands moved automatically to his belt and within moments, his hard cock was in her hand. Her eyes flickered toward the couch, and then locked onto his. Looking up at him, she stroked his cock slowly, and warming now to putting on a show, ran her tongue upward along his balls and the length of his cock before taking him into her mouth. She felt his fingers spasm against the base of her skull and heard the hissed intake of his breath when her lips closed on him, and a thrill of excitement and pleasure ran through her. She moved her head slowly up back and forth and up and down, varying the depth and speed of him in her mouth and unable to hold back any longer, pushed one hand down the front of her yoga pants to reach her swollen clit. She was very, very wet, and the first touch of her fingers sent a ripple of pleasure through her, a tiny orgasm, which only made her long for more. Seeing this little tremor roll through her, he smiled down at her and pulled his cock from her mouth even as she strained against the pull in her hair to keep it in there.

He pulled her to her feet and kissed her again, using his grip in her hair, he kissed her neck, along her jaw, against her ear and then, abruptly, the pull on her hair disappeared as his hands found her ass. He lifted her, seemingly without effort, and her legs went automatically around his waist. In 2 steps, he had her at a chaise that faced the sofa and deposited her there. He dropped to his knees in front of her and he peeled her yoga pants off in a practiced movement that she assisted with a shift of her hips. She found herself leaning against the back of the chair with her heels against its edge and her knees splayed wide open in front of him, and in front of Kimberley, who was staring at them with a glazed look of pure lust stretched across her face. Ryan began to kiss the inside of her thigh, and without warning, his finger plunged into her. She whimpered, and then gasped as his mouth and tongue joined his finger at her pussy. She clutched her own breasts and ground into Ryan’s mouth as his tongue began to dance across her clit, and nodded her head in encouragement when Kimberley stood and peeled free of the form fitting jeans she was wearing.

Ryan’s mouth brought her attention back away from Kimberley’s observation and she stuttered out another orgasm as he rubbed against her g spot with his finger, her clit with his tongue, and another finger found its way into her ass. She could see the muscles in his shoulders moving through his shirt, and she reveled in the fact that she was naked, on display, and coming he was still dressed and Kimberley was wearing only a tank top and a tiny pair white panties that stood out brightly against her tan skin. Ryan was still hard at work, and she could feel another orgasm beginning to build from within her core, but she needed more. She bent forward, curling up so that she could reach him more easily, and she pulled at his hair. He looked up at her and she mouthed the word please, so he stopped what he was doing to stand.

He stepped to the side so that she was completely, brazenly spread open and unobstructed for Kimberley’s view, and it gave her a rush. She brought one hand to her pussy and the other to her breast and began to masturbate in front of them both. With 2 fingers, she rubbed up and down the slit of her pussy, over her clit and then plunged them inside over and over. Ryan’s hand was on her shoulder a moment later, and he was standing beside the chair naked now, his hard cock pointed at her face and on level. Quickly, his cock was in her mouth and he started to slowly fuck her face while she masturbated. Kimberley had her hand jammed down the front of her panties and her shirt pulled up so that Aimee could see the ridges of muscles in her stomach.

Ryan suddenly pulled Aimee upward and grabbed a pillow from couch to throw at Kimberley’s feet.

“Get down,” he said, his voice a rasp as his hands caressed her.

Knowing what he wanted, she dropped to her knees on the pillow in front of Kimberley and then draped her arms and head into the other woman’s lap lap. Her hand was mere inches away and the thin material of her underpants was transparent with lace and wetness. Aimee looked up to meet Kimberley’s gaze just as Ryan slammed into her from behind. He took no time to ease into it. One moment he was behind her, and she was filled with lust and anticipation, and the next, he was fucking her. Long, hard strokes that filled her and made her ache for more, and that forced her head forward over and over, each stroke making her face come almost into contact with Kimberley’s rubbing fingers.

Ryan’s hands gripped hard at her hips and gasps of pleasure tore from him at irregular intervals. He ran his thumb across her asshole and she clenched around him, her pussy drawing at him as her ass twitched in expectancy. He brought his thumb back, this time coated in saliva, and then pressured slowly against her until it slipped into her ass. She was meeting his thrusts with a push back of her own and the extra sensation just spurred her on.

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He asked, “Will you step out of your jeans, so I can get at it better”.

My name is Dave. I am 18. I am a gay guy from Dublin. I am in my first year of college. I have met up with a few guys in the last year to give blow jobs, but I am still a virgin. None of my family or friends knows I am gay. I am 5’10, lean and fit, and would consider myself attractive. I have been going to a couple of different cruising areas these last few years to meet like-minded guys. It was in a public toilet near a park that I lost my virginity. It wasn’t planned; I had been horny and looking to see if any guys were looking for a blow job.

I love sucking cocks. These toilets are quite popular with gay or Bi guys. So it was last week when I went there on a Thursday afternoon that I met an older guy. I had been hanging around waiting to get someone’s attention by flashing my cock or taking a peek at theirs if I thought they were into that sort of thing. This guy, around forty, came in wearing a suit, tall around 6’2, well-built, clean-shaven, and well-groomed. He spotted me and came over to the mecidiyekoy escort urinal next to me. He smiled at me and then took a look at my cock before showing me his

He asked me, “Do you want to suck my cock?”

“Yes,” I agreed.

So when the toilets were empty of other people, we went into the furthest down cubicle. I entered first and sat down on the toilet, while he proceeded to take his cock out for me to suck. It was a nice cock, around 6 inches, but thick. He was nicely groomed as all his pubic hair had been shaved. I gave it a few strokes first before I licked the head and shaft, and then slowly started to suck his cock.

He said, “Play with your cock while you suck mine”.

So I loosened my jeans to take them out. While I was doing this, he started to reach down and feel my ass.

“You have a nice bubble butt,” he said.

After a few more minutes, he told me to stop, he wanted to see my ass and rim it. I agreed, thinking nothing of it, so I stood up and turned around, so he could get a better view. At first, he just felt it a bit, and then he got down and started to sisli escort lick my anus while pulling my cheeks apart. It was a wonderful feeling, especially as I continued to masturbate.

“OK, “I said.

It was at this point he started to finger my ass and whisper into my ear if I liked it. I told him I did. He told me to bend over, so he could get it in better, as I was very tight. Again, I did as I was told. It was at this point I was starting to get worried as he used some lube on my ass, so he could get not one but two fingers in. I told him I was a virgin and wasn’t planning on being fucked. He didn’t answer me, just continued to finger my ass. I told him again.

“Just shut the fuck up,” he said.

I tried to turn, but he pushed and held me in position. I could hear him squirt some lube and rub it on his cock.

“Stay still and be a good bitch and take what’s coming, OK”.

I could feel his cock rubbing off my asshole as he positioned it, then he started to push it in slowly, bit by bit. It was so sore going in, nearly bringing tears to my eyes.

“Be still, and it won’t hurt so escort taksim much,” he said to me.

“Just relax and accept it”.

He continued to push it into me. I thought he was going to tear my asshole apart. Once he was in me fully, he took it out slowly and put more lube on his cock and my ass again. This time it went easier. He started to slowly fuck my ass. He told me to masturbate while he fucked me. I found it hard to do as it was still quite sore. The more he fucked me, the harder he was getting, and the faster he fucked me. He was panting with every thrust he gave me, while I was grunting.

“Please don’t cum inside me,” I asked him.

Because I could feel he was close to coming.

“Just shut up and take it, bitch,” he said.

A moment or two later, he gave a few more deep thrusts and shot his load in my ass. He held me there in that position for a minute before taking his cock out. He gave his cock a wipe with some toilet paper and zipped up his trousers. He pulled me in for a kiss.

“Good boy, taken like a man,” he said.

“I come here once a week and I hope to see you again,” he said.

He left the cubicle and I was left sitting there with a sore ass and cum dripping from it. I cleaned up as best I could before leaving the cubicle and the toilets before making my way home. It wasn’t quite how I expected to lose my virginity.

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It had been weeks since I had been with a guy and I had been holding on to my load. This Sunday morning though I could take no more and decided I would pop down to the neighbouring suburb where there was a gay sex on premises site. It would be ‘Nude Sunday’ the most popular day of the week and would have the biggest crowd.

I trimmed down my chest hair and pubic areas. In the shower I shaved my balls and crack and douched. After a light brunch I headed off to the neighbouring industrial suburb where the cruise club, Spears, was located. Cost of entry is reasonable including a locker. After I stripped, I spent some relaxing time in the steam room, sweating out some of the week’s issues and watched a young Asian guy blow the cock of an older man.

I showered and dried off. Spears had three floors, the top floor being where ‘Nude Sunday’ was held. I went up the stairs dressed in Spears uniform – a towel, and arriving at floor three hung my towel up on a hook in the foyer and stepped into the labyrinth which is the third floor. It’s a large, enclosed floor space, divided into separate rooms and cubicles, accessed and by a main surrounding corridor and a middle intersecting corridor. Patrons stroll the corridors, stopping at rooms, joining some in rooms, hang out in either of the two video rooms or for the advanced visitors entertaining themselves şişli escort and others in the ‘dark room’ – an open-ended corridor/room where darkness makes for exciting contacts with others.

I strolled the corridors a few times, popping in to look at the videos playing and standing in the glory hole area. On my fourth circuit I recognized Don, a guy I had a conversation with the last time I was here – but we had not gone further than that. He saw me also and we stopped and chatted again. I had to remind him my name was Matt but he recalled what our topics of conversation were previously. We picked up where we left off and discussed work, life events and day-to-day issues.

‘Hey Matt, I’m going into the dark room, did you want to join me’?

‘Sounds great man, let’s go!’

I followed Don through the corridors. I was attracted to him – my height, maybe stockier, Blonde/ginger hair pulled back and sported a goatee. His body was in good shape with a broad chest and shoulders and his package looked fantastic! His pubic area was light coloured and trim, framing a thick hanging cock and a set of balls that hung low…delicious to me!

Just inside the dark room we navigated past some nude forms and where the last of the low outside light shone, Don leaned back against the wall. I stopped in front of him and stepped close. kagithane escort Don reached for my waist and pulled me against him until we were chest to chest, face to face, and lips to lips. He initiated the next move and I accepted his lips to mine and we kissed deeply. He made my body feel electric and I leant into him and opened my mouth to let him explore me. My hands went to his hips and I gently caressed his sides and lower back while his tongue slowly swirled around my mouth. We were exciting each other, our members swelling between us and the feel of his enlarging penis against me made me moan quietly into his mouth.

We broke our kiss momentarily and I whispered to him how horny he was making me feel.

‘It goes both ways baby’ he said, ‘I am very hot for you…I want to make you feel good’.

‘Hmmm you are making me feel good’ I whispered to him and traced my lips over his cheek, eyes and lips. I licked his lips sexily and cooed into his ear. This guy had me where I wanted to be. Don reached around and kneaded my arse cheeks, digging his fingers into my buns and tracing his fingers near my boi-pussy. I pushed myself harder into him and felt my cock squeezing against his as he made me feel delicious.

‘Darling you’re pushing my buttons nicely…how did you know I like a guy right there?’ I was breathless besiktas escort and just melting from Don’s attention. Strangely some other fingers traced against my arse. My back was to the room and others had passed by Don and I embracing. But now I felt some other fingers caressing my buns. Don must have been aware of someone ‘joining’ us and pulled my arse cheeks wide apart. I looked at him with a little smile on my face.

The visitor’s fingers traced over my buns and then down along my crack. A fingertip stopped at my opening and softly applied pressure. I gave a little gasp and sank my lips into Don’s. The finger was lubed and probed my hole gently. I moaned into Don’s mouth and pushed harder against him and felt the fullness of his cock against me. My own cock was bursting at the seams and I was sure some slippery juice had leaked out of me. The probing finger was becoming bolder and I could feel it slip into my rectum which felt wonderful…to my body, and to my mind as my vulnerability in this position heightened my arousal.

The finger was pushed into the hilt. I felt ‘this visitor’ grasp my buns in his palm and began to finger me back and forth.

‘I think someone is getting me ready for sex’ I cooed into Don’s ear as he continued to hold my buns apart. I then felt the guy behind me press his body up against my back as he released his finger from my hole. He must have been taller than me as he pressed his cock against the small of my back – and it was hard and heavy!

I released my lips from Don and looked at him quizzically. I wasn’t exactly sure what was happening here…but I liked it!

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My Theory

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Jenna was a bossy girl. She always was the mother when she played house, always telling people what to do. She was curious too. All her life she did what she was told to do. Not that she really listened, she would do what she wanted behind people’s backs and made sure nobody ever knew. She liked boys sure enough, but there was a constant feeling in her mind, one she never could shake. There was this girl in her building that always paid her extra attention. She’d heard through the grape vine that she was into girls. Jenna wondered if she was just being friendly or if this was really what she thought it was, this girl, Elizabeth, or Liz as she preferred it, was interested in her.

One day, mostly out of boredom she decided to test the theory. She wore a tight and very short skirt and a tight white top that if you look you could almost see through. She skipped the panties, as she needed a way to find out if her building-mate was that way.

Down in the laundry room she set the stage. She left a pair of used panties in Liz’s favorite washer. Then sat with her legs sort of spread. Right on time Liz walked in. Saw Jenna sitting and when she noticed her outfit, she quickly looked away. She glanced back as she opened the washer to see that Jenna turned to face her. That was the second thing she seen, right after seeing that Jenna was sitting there legs spread wide open and her bald pussy opened wide for her to eat. She started to blush and turned back. She looked down and pulled the panties out. She put them to her nose and sniffed. This was all Jenna needed to see. She knew she hooked Liz. She walked over to Liz and retrieved her panties, “So that’s where I left them!”

She walked out seductively and tried not to look back. Jenna had found the experiment subject as she called it. Liz was ripe for the taking. She needed to figure out how to get her to her room.

It came to her as if in a dream. She called Liz and explained that she was in a difficult bind. Her boyfriend, that she didn’t really have, dumped her. She wanted to have a friend over for dinner but didn’t know anyone she wanted to talk to. She said she wanted to go out to a fancy restaurant and to dress up. Liz agreed.

The night came for the dinner date and Jenna’s heart was fluttering. She was going to have Liz. She ran Liz through her mind. Liz was beautiful to say the least. She was tall, about five-eleven, with big d cup breast, a supermodel figure and amazing red hair. Jenna on the other hand was five- six on a good day with b-cup breast and brunette hair. She had to dry her pussy again just thinking of Liz. She taksim escort slipped into her thigh high striped stockings. She smiled as she seen herself in only stockings. Liz is going to cream when she sees you, Jenna though. She dug under her bed for her special box. Inside were a few dildos for lonely nights and some lingerie. She pulled out her crotchless red thong and matching half bra. She put them on slowly in front of the mirror, like a reverse strip tease. She then slid herself into a sexy little black dress. She was sexy and ready to party.

Jenna only had to wait for Liz for about half an hour before a shy knock on the door came. She opened the door and had to stop her jaw from hitting the floor. Liz was wearing her hair in a bun; she had a tight blue dress on that came down to above her knee. Her usual white legs were covered with tan pantyhose. She was amazing. Jenna put her hand on the small of Liz’s back ushering her into the house. A flash of curiosity ran across Liz’s face as if to say, this is more than friendly. Jenna led her to the dinning room where she announced, “I couldn’t get reservations. So I got some wine and made a quick dinner.”

They ate and drank and talked about sorted petty talk. Jenna asked Liz if she wanted to watch a movie, to which Liz eventually said yes. They watched a stupid film where the girl always had her boobs out. Jenna picked it because she wanted to start Liz off a bit.

When the movie was over Jenna said, “I can’t believe she showed her boobs that many times. The best part was when she flashed her cooter. I got a bit wet there!”

Liz didn’t know if it was the wine talking or if Jenna was coming on to her. She had tried for a few months to get her attention but to no avail. Jenna was a straight as an arrow girl and would never want a girlfriend. Then Jenna really surprised her. Jenna said, “Remember when I ‘lost’ my panties. I’m glad you found them. It turned me on watching you sniff them. I masturbated it them just for you”

Liz blushed a bit, recalling the event. She got so turned on by the musty scent that after she finished her laundry she went to her apartment and relieved herself, it was the best time she’d ever had. “You did that just for me? I thought you were so attractive when I saw you, but never imagined you would like girls.”

“I am not exactly sure, yet.”

With that Liz and Jenna closed the gap between them and kissed for the first time. Electricity sizzled between them. Jenna pushed her tongue into Liz’s mouth and Liz sucked on it and played with her tongue. Jenna felt beşiktaş escort Liz’s hand move up her arm and to her breast, where it massaged it. They stood up and pulled each others dresses off. Liz looked in amazement at Jenna’s outfit. Her red lingerie was stunning. “You were planning this the whole time.”

Jenna responded, “Ever since the laundry room.”

Jenna was so turned on by what Liz wore under her dress. She had no bra on and under her pantyhose was a pair of see though mesh panties. She could see that Liz’s flower was opening up. Her clit was sticking out and she was so wet. Jenna was getting just as wet. She reached back to Liz and pulled her in close. Her hand found its way down Liz’s pantyhose and into her panties. She started to massage Liz. Liz locked her lips to Jenna’s. Liz’s hands worked Jenna’s breast, then her left hand moved around to Jenna’s butt and pulled her close. Jenna’s wet pussy was pressed right into the back of her hand. It felt wonderful and her hand was bringing them both closer together. Then at once Liz started to kiss her way down Jenna. She sucked Jenna’s breast. She moved her tongue around Jenna’s nipples, getting them all hard and wet from her tongue. She kissed down her belly and dropped down to her knees right in front of Jenna’s pussy. She closed in and gently kissed her lower lips. As she did she looked up and into Jenna’s eyes, which were filled with lust. Liz made out with Jenna’s pussy, and then she started to lick her lips. She pulled Jenna apart and licked her inner lips. She stuck her tongue into Jenna’s hole and Jenna rode her tongue. Liz rubbed Jenna’s clit with her fingers, pinching it and rolling it between her thumb and index. Jenna couldn’t take it much more and almost fell on the floor. Liz caught her and carried her to the bedroom. She laid Jenna down on the bed with her legs open and hanging off the bed. She resumed licking Jenna’s pussy. She was so close. Liz pushed two fingers into Jenna and that’s all it took. Jenna came hard, but Liz kept up the assault.

After Jenna had came, Liz slid up Jenna’s body and laid on top of her, kissing her lips and rubbing her body against Jenna. “That was amazing. I never thought you’d be so good to me.” Jenna breathed. Liz looked down at Jenna and rolled over so Jenna was on top, “You can do whatever you want to me now.”

Jenna’s head cleared. She needed to return the favor. She didn’t know exactly how, but she’d try anyhow. She kissed Liz and slid her leg between Liz’s legs. She let Liz grind on her leg a bit. Then she slipped off the top and pulled etiler escort Liz’s pantyhose down and took off her very wet see through panties. She looked down at Liz’s pussy and spread Liz’s legs. Her wonderful flower opened and Jenna touched it with her fingers. She massaged and got familiar with the feeling if it. She now was tempted to taste it. She bent down and stuck out her tongue. She touched the tip to Liz and she squirmed. “I like that.” Liz said, “Do it some more. Put your tongue inside me!”

That’s all Jenna needed to hear. She started to work Liz the same as Liz had done to her. She fingered Liz and sucked her clit. Liz came in moments. Jenna and Liz sat up and embraced each other. “I don’t want this night to end” Jenna said.

“It doesn’t have to end.”

Liz pulled out a strap on from her purse and slid into it. Jenna looked surprised, “You were planning on this too?”

“I hoped.”

Jenna moved over and sucked her fake dong to lube it up. Liz sat on the bed as Jenna blew her. That is so hot. I have this girl sucking my cock like I was a guy. Liz pulled Jenna up and took her fake cock and brought Jenna down on it. Jenna was sitting in Liz’s lap pinned on her cock. Jenna locked her lips on Liz’s as she slid up and down on the dildo. She was moving her hips left and right while going up and down. Jenna Slid off of the cock and got on the bed on all fours. Liz slid in behind her and eased the cock back into Jenna. Jenna screamed loudly. Liz thrusted and Jenna resisted. Jenna was swimming in a pool of her own lust. Just as she was about to come again Liz pulled out and slid under her. Jenna pushed her pussy around the dong and pressed her body into Liz. Liz and Jenna’s breast were pushing into each other and they locked lips. Tongues swirling. Jenna came all over Liz and the cock. “I want to do something special.” Liz said.

She pulled off the strap on and put her pantyhose back on. “Don’t go. I need you.” Jenna said.

“I’m not going anywhere. I need you too. I want to put my pantyhose back on they add to the feeling for me.” Liz jumped on the bed and spread her legs open. “Put your legs in between mine and push your pussy into mine.”

Jenna did as she was told. The pantyhose felt silky over her bare crotch. She humped Liz while Liz gyrated her hips. The two pussies mashing together was amazing. Jenna had never felt another girl’s twat on hers before and loved the feeling. Soon Liz laid back and Jenna followed her. She pushed her mound into Liz’s and felt the orgasm build inside her and felt Liz’s building and Liz starting to squirm under her more and more. Liz screamed out and Jenna called with her. Liz shook and came with Jenna. Their pussies and juices mingled on the bed. Jenna fell down next to Liz and kissed her deeply. “I think I love you.” she said as she gasped for air.

Liz looked into Jenna’s eyes and told her, “I know I love you.”

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