Extra Marital Office Bliss

Extra Marital Office Bliss

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Babes

I’d have to say you delighted me. You represented every bit of raw, sexual desire that can peak a young man. You accepted that you delighted me, in fact, you very much embraced and reveled in the response stirred in me, and allowed me to enjoy, explore and devour you in a very sacred celebration.

It was passionate, and immediate. The intensely sexual environment and the dead-silent awkwardness before our passionate throw could only have been ended by the physical unraveling that ensued. My adornment of your body was tantric. Like an artist with his canvas, I was allowed, encouraged and very much implored to celebrate you as Derain might have with The Dancer; wild and free flowing strokes with vibrant colorful hues manifested themselves with my careful worship of your body . You were wearing a straight, black skirt, with a slit up the back, and a cream colored silk button up blouse. Complimenting your stunning legs, were sheer black stockings, a black and red garter belt, a lacy black thong and a matching push up bra, that you made sure, accentuated the luscious cleavage Bayan Escort Gaziantep through the tight opening of your blouse. To add to the hypnotic effect were perfectly curled lashes, with just the right streak of mascara, and irresistibly sexy, shiny black heals. Completing your sinfully perfect allure, was a long, elegant strand of pearls, adorning your neck, and a generous amount of Estee Lauder Pleasures, a fragrance you know full-well I cannot resist.

From the very instant our mouth’s met, and my hands began to explore your infinitely luscious curves and contours, it was as if time froze, and all we knew was the heightened passion of those few minutes. My mouth explored yours from corner to corner, lips sucking lips, tongues tracing and dancing with the very passionate rhythm of my hands. I picked you up, and lay your bare ass on the leather fabric of my desk, as spreading your thighs, heals pointing outwards and away from your heat, my mouth began to traverse your naked flesh. Your muffled moans signaled ecstasy, as numerous memos got brushed aside, and my office became infused with the unmistakable scent of your delightfully musky aroma. I remember the distinct quiver I felt as my mouth enveloped your luscious left breast, and my tongue danced over your erect nipples. Gently sucking on your breasts, the world at that moment knew nothing of my fiance, or your husband, or the notion of ethics that would otherwise have kept us from our ritual. My throbbing member, and the aching desire we both felt so entirely had overcome everything else. In a matter of seconds, I had you spread out on my desk, your incredibly inviting, glistening love mound begging for my mouth to do the needful; a true gentleman, I had no option but to oblige you, and oblige you I did.

Traversing the fullness of your creamy pout, my hungry tongue lapped south to north, manifesting the entire extent of my thirst. I spread your pink pussy lips, and delved my tongue between them, savoring your bittersweet nectar, as you wreathed, moaned and bucked wildy. Violently thrashing your pelvis, it wasn’t too long before you came hard, my mouth glued around your clit, tongue flicking and sucking. The beautiful act of your celebration was proceeded by the best head I can remember, and soon afterward, you demanded (as much succumbing to my demand) that I sanctify my being your lover by giving you my seed. So we fucked with reckless abandon. I took you from behind, leaning over my desk. I thrusted deep within you, your back on my desk, heels pointing towards the ceiling, ultimately giving you three cum loads of my seed. At one point I even had you riding my bare cock, milking it for its last drop of cum, and in doing so, marking your spot as my mistress. It was both heavenly and delightful. Even as outside of the passion in that closed space, our lives belonged with other people, in stories that cast us as different characters. Oddly, our ritual was incredibly cleansing, and it is for this reason we became accomplices in a liberating adulterous affair. I would come to adore you, and maybe even love you in very unconventional ways. You would delight in my celebration of you. Outside of our immediate lives, it is the lust we unearthed between us that fateful afternoon that would pump life back into us for our external sustenance.

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Big Dicks

This is my contribution to the National Nude Day contest.

The way I see it, we need more Maeves in our society. Happy bareness!

Oh yes, for the record, sigh, everybody here is of legal age. Of course.

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Brazen.

That was the word, Maeve thought, right out of some ancient Greek story like The Odyssey — a ‘brazen’ sky. She smiled a little, thinking that her English teacher, Mrs Pensey, would be pleased by her remembering.

Her smile didn’t last too long, for this sky was beyond hot. It lay like a low, searing bronze lid over the town, the oven-like temperatures scarcely relieved by the odd feeble twitch of stale, dusty breeze. Air conditioners across the region wheezed in failing attempts to keep up. The demand had become so high that the electrical system was struggling and consumers had been warned of possible rolling service interruptions to avoid a complete collapse. Records weren’t being broken – not quite – but the last time it had been this hot for this long had been almost a century ago. People moved noticeably slower outside, speeding up as they neared buildings known to be cool inside. There were reports of families sleeping overnight in their cars to take advantage of vehicle air conditioners and the town council had activated an emergency cooling plan for the poor and elderly, with cots being set up in local gyms and arenas. Tempers were fraying and, after a couple of spectacular brawls in parks and bars, the police had announced an increased presence on the north-east end of town.

Maeve, wearing just panties, groaned in frustration as she tried again to adjust the sweep of the fan sitting on the floor in front of her. Irritatingly, the fan refused to be set to aim in just one direction; it insisted on swinging back and forth, leaving her swaying from side to side in a futile effort to stay in the cooler air stream. It wasn’t that much of a fan in any case; her parents had passed it to her when they got a larger one. Air conditioning was not on the cards in this household.

Maeve lifted her heavy breasts to cool the sweat-soaked crease beneath them. The fan responded by dying altogether, its blades gradually slowing to an infuriating halt. She reached for the switch, played with it, moaning in frustration when it refused to so much as groan in apology.

Angrily, she stomped down the hall to her parents’ bedroom. Her mother was at work and her father out of town for the week on a freight run to Florida — they could share for an hour.

As she entered the curtained bedroom, she flicked at the light switch. The lights stayed off. She fiddled with the switch a couple of times before realizing that the power must be out. She swore a most unladylike oath, then doubled down when her phone down the hall started ringing.

“Maeve?” It was her BFF Tanya, known to close friends as The Pix. “Have you got power?”

“No such luck. It just went out.”

“Damn it, girl, what are we going to do? I’m dying over here.”

“Cold showers?”

“Not funny.”

“The mall?”

“I can see it from my place. Power’s out there, too. People are leaving and they’re not letting anyone back in. How about the Memorial Pool?”

“It’d be crowded.” Maeve said, then paused. “But, wait. They still have those spray coolers, right?”

“Did last week. And it’s an adults-only timeslot. No freaky kids screaming.”

“OK, then.”

“You should wear that new bikini you bought,” The Pix giggled. “The yellow spotted one.”

“You’re kidding, right?” Maeve hadn’t adjusted to the thought of being seen in public wearing the abbreviated outfit. “Anyway, I didn’t buy it — you bought it for me on a dare.”

“Which,” The Pix snickered, “you didn’t refuse at the time.”

“You never asked.”

“OK,” The Pix said — and Maeve could hear the grin over the phone — “I’m asking – daring – you now!”

She had Maeve hooked — and both girls knew it.

“So, um, what would you be wearing?” she dodged.

“Something appropriate…” Tanya dodged back.

“Well,” OK,” Maeve said. “I’m too hot to argue. Pick me up in 15? Mom’s taken the car to work.”

“Can’t. My brother took ours up to the hills to go camping.”

“That means walking like 12 blocks in this heat, Pix.”

“It’s that or melt, Maeve. I’ll see you there at 2, sharp.” Not giving Maeve time to reply, the girl hung up.

Maeve took the bikini out of her drawer, still in the store bag. As she looked at the scraps of bright fabric in her hands, she felt a stirring inside her, a sense of excitement, like a child stealing peaches from a neighbor’s orchard.

She peeled off her damp panties, letting them fall to the floor. Tying the side ties of the g-string bottom, she slid it up her legs and over her bottom. The triangle, while covering her sex completely, was no bigger than her palm.

The ties, of course, covered nothing.

At least there isn’t a camel-toe, she thought, looking at herself in the mirror.

She tried Escort Bayan Gaziantep the top on next. The small triangles of cloth just barely covered her and her nipples were obvious despite the thin padding. She put her hands under her breasts and hefted them, adjusting the fit. Turning back and forth in front of her mirror, she frowned and slipped out of the garment to readjust a tie. Putting it back on, she turned back and forth, smiled wickedly in spite of herself. Damn, but that looks hot!

Maeve considered a fashionable pair of sandals but reconsidered when she realized how thin the soles were and opted for a pair of sneakers. She slipped a thin, knee-length sundress over the bikini and found a broad straw hat. Even so, by the time she reached the pool, her feet were burning and she had perspired enough that she looked as if she had been dipped in baby oil. Her small bag, containing little more than sun-screen, a towel and a bottle of water, seemed to weigh a ton in the heat.

Finally, she reached the shady entranceway and pushed a bill through the till at the cashier before moving through into the pool area. On her way, she pulled her sun dress over her shoulders, feeling the hot sun on her back and legs.

Only then did her problems really start. From inside the office came a thin, annoyed voice.

“You can’t wear that here! Put something on that’s respectable.”

Emerging from his burrow was McGregor, the pool supervisor, a gaunt, grey, sour man. Rumour had it that he’d once smiled at his mother, but few believed it. His normally choleric disposition had not been improved by the heat. As Maeve watched, a drop of sweat trickled off his forehead and oozed down through his eyebrow. The girl watched its progress as it entered his right eye. McGregor winced and rubbed it with a forefinger.

“You heard me,” he said.

“What?” Maeve said, looking down at herself. “Why not? Everything’s covered, isn’t it?”

“Look, missy, I run the pool for the town. One of my jobs is to keep things orderly here. And I’m saying that swimsuit isn’t acceptable dress.”

“So, you won’t let me in wearing this? You won’t let me go swimming? In this heat?”

“No way.” The old man shook his head.

“But I walked 12 blocks to get here!” the girl wailed.

“Should’ve considered the dress code first.”

“What dress code? The sign just talks about showering and spitting.”

“Common sense, young lady.”

“Please?”

“No. Not with that suit on.”

The frustration boiled out of Maeve. “Fine, then. You won’t let me in with it, then I’ll go without it!”

The girl could hear The Pix giggle behind her, but was angry enough to carry through with her threat. Given the nature of the suit, it took only a couple of seconds to pull the ties and step clear of the falling cloth.

McGregor’s eyes bulged in astonishment.

Maeve had never considered herself centrefold material, but what she had, she now bared with flaming, righteous indignation. Covered in perspiration and flushed with anger, she blazed like a Celtic warrior princess before battle. She stomped her foot in anger, sending her breasts bobbing in the hot sun.

“Come on!” she shouted. “Throw me out now!” She snatched up her suit from the ground and made as if to step around the befuddled pool manager.

McGregor started to reach for her, then paused. Maeve could almost read his mind — Wrestling a naked 18-year-old girl in public. Not a good image… He jerked back his hand as if it had been burned.

“I’ll have you thrown out!”

“By who?”

McGregor paused for a second. “The lifeguards,” he said.

“Walter?” She chuckled and swiveled her head around to look at the sunburned boy melting on the high chair under the broiling sun. “I don’t think so.” She waved at him. The boy’s flushed skin wasn’t entirely due to the sun. He pretended to be watching swimmers already in the pool, but she could see his eyes bulging out as they were drawn to her form.

Walter was one of the most common topics of discussion among half of Maeve’s schoolmates. It was the solid consensus among the female students that Walter was just about the best-looking boy in town. Tall, graceful, with a baritone voice and eyes as blue as his hair was black, he could have had a date with any girl there by merely raising an eyebrow. Some of her peers, Maeve knew, had taken up swimming just to be able to ogle the young man’s sculpted form on his lifeguard chair.

Sadly for Walter – and his distaff classmates – he was painfully, devastatingly shy with women, to the point some girls had questioned his orientation. Maeve was in the larger, more hopeful camp, the ones who felt he was merely socially awkward and could be ‘helped’. In any case, she was pretty sure she was safe from being evicted by the shy young man.

The other lifeguard was Tiffany, even smaller than The Pix; Maeve wasn’t much worried about her, either.

“I’ll call the police!” McGregor threatened.

“Go for it,” Maeve snorted. “I think they’ve got better things to do.”

Mr. McGregor looked around for support. Instead, he saw another couple shedding swimsuits. The woman sat down with her feet in the water and watched Maeve; the man dived into the water before surfacing and, treading water, watching the drama unfolding. Both were smiling broadly. The woman’s breasts showed no tan lines — could it be they did this all the time?

As Maeve watched, water from the cooling spray collected on another man’s chest and slowly trickled down to his groin. The girl watched it for a second, awaiting its inevitable fall from…

Maeve had a sudden inspiration, something she’d read web-surfing only the day before. She shook her head to shake the image of the man across from her and broke into a brilliant smile.

“After all, Mr. McGregor,” she beamed. “It’s National Nude Day. Progress never stops.”

“What?” the man almost screamed. “National what Day? There’s no such thing!”

“Certainly there is,” Maeve grinned. “You can google it, Mr McGregor. It’s a national celebration.” To emphasize her point, she arched her back, thrusting her bare breasts up and forward at the dazed caretaker.

Behind her, she could hear the sounds of other people starting to laugh and from somewhere came a supporting whistle. McGregor had never been well-liked and it was too hot for rulebooks. More people started taking off their clothes.

“Come on, Pix,” she snorted.

The Pix had already doffed her bikini. Pushing between the others, she handed it to McGregor in passing. The old man looked at the handful of colorful fabric in disbelief then dropped it as if it were toxic. He spun around and almost sprinted away. The sound of his office door slamming echoed across the pool. A moment later, he exited and headed for the parking lot. His car left seconds later, spraying gravel as it went.

Maeve dropped her suit and bag on a chair, stepped up onto the low board and dove into the pool with a clean forward pike. She was surprised at the delicious feel of cool water on areas which had never felt bare swimming before. I was made for this! she realized with delight.

She was still more surprised when her head surfaced. Every person in the crowded pool was applauding her.

Except Walter.

With nudity breaking out all around him, Walter wasn’t quite sure where to look. His eyes locked on The Pix, all five feet of her, topped with short red hair, and with, as the saying goes, a rug matching the drapes. The Pix caught him looking at her and pointedly blew him a kiss. Walter blushed and his eyes darted away, almost in panic. But he couldn’t look away from the increasingly-unclad bodies in the pool, for watching was his job.

The boy’s growing panic was almost palpable.

Pretend we’re on the Net, Walter, Maeve snickered to herself. I’m sure you’ve looked at boobies on your phone!

Then she had a better idea.

Waiting until Tiffany was occupied, she slipped under the water in front of Walter’s chair, then emerged with a loud spash.

“Cramp!” she yelled, before allowing herself to sink back under the water.

Walter’s training kicked in and he was off his perch in a clean dive. Two stokes had him up to Maeve. He got too close; the girl grabbed him. There was a brief wrestling match, which Walter of course won, but in the process, Maeve had his swim trunks down around his ankles.

In desperation, Walter kicked them off without thinking and, breaking loose from Maeve’s grasp, towed her efficiently to the side.

“Don’t panic!” he called. “You’re safe! I’ve got you!” Right out of the book.

Maeve smiled to herself despite the discomfort of being towed. Who’s got who? she thought. OK, whom?

Walter reached around and pulled her to the edge, putting both hands on the concrete rim. It was only then that he realized he was missing something. He looked frantically around for a way out. Maeve cut him off by taking both hands off the edge, grabbing Walter’s head and turning him in towards hers. Leaning forward, she began a long, sensuous kiss, tongue sweeping inside his lips.

In his panic, Walter let go to push her away, only to cause both of them to slide under the surface of the water. He reached back with one hand, using the other in a vain attempt to free his face. Maeve was relentless and, almost without realizing it, his lips opened and Walter had his very first kiss.

Her tongue slipped inside his mouth and licked back and forth. Unsurprisingly, even in the cold water, Maeve felt him react under the surface. She pulled back, grinning at him as their heads broke into the air.

“Thank you for saving me, Walter,” she smiled, as beguilingly as she could. “I might have drowned.”

Walter’s free hand left her face and wrapped around her waist to hold her. “It’s OK,” he said huskily. “I think you would’ve made it.”

“But I still have a cramp, Walter,” she breathed, her nose only six inches from his. She deliberately opened her eyes as wide as possible.

“The book says to massage the cramp,” he said. Again, he paused. He was uncomfortably (OK, delightedly but still uncomfortably) aware of Maeve’s substantial bosom pressing against his chest and knew, beyond the ghost of a doubt, that his rubbing her bare leg out on the pool deck would have him hard as a rock.

Without his trunks.

In public.

“It’s so hot by the pool,” she said, batting her eyes, “Isn’t there a room out of the sun or something?”

It was about as transparent as, Come up to my room and see my etchings, but Walter wasn’t thinking as well as he might.

They climbed out and Maeve managed to fake a creditable limp. Scooping her up in his arms, Walter headed for the small first aid room between the change rooms. He got a round of applause for his rescue from the (now mostly bare) spectators. Most were so busy applauding that they overlooked his half-hard member. Maeve merely leaned her head on his shoulder.

It was an odd feeling, she thought, his strong arms carrying her. She hadn’t been carried like that since she was a little girl. It felt comforting and exciting at the same time.

The Pix gave her a wink and a quick thumbs-up as they passed.

Passing Tiffany, Walter called to her to cover for a couple of minutes and kicked the door open, carrying the bare girl inside. Maeve had never been in the room before but was unsurprised to see it was fairly bare except for a glass-fronted cabinet full of bandages and a cloth-covered exam table. A spine board and stretcher hung off hooks mounted on the wall. A telephone was mounted on the wall next to a list of emergency numbers. It was pleasantly cool and dim, with the only light coming from a row of windows high up on one wall.

“OK,” he said, standing her back up and trying to sound professional, “Lie down on the table, please.”

Having the boy thoroughly off-balance by now, Maeve decided to press her advantage. Holding his forearm with one hand, she hopped on one foot towards the table. His eyes popped as he watched her hefty breasts sway and bounce.

“Help me, Walter!” she cried, leaning towards him. Flustered and hardly thinking, his strong hands grabbed her — as she had planned — by her bum. There was a split-second pause before he shifted his grip to her waist. Gingerly, he helped her get up on the table.

She rolled over on her stomach. “It’s my right calf,” she said.

Walter paused. “I thought it was your left,” he said, puzzled.

Oops!

“No, it’s my right,” she whispered. “Please! It really hurts.”

Gallantly, the boy began to stroke her right calf. Maeve smiled to herself, her face hidden. She wiggled her bum, just a little, and could feel his stare. His hands stopped, then restarted, more slowly now. She eased her legs apart, giving her victim a much better view of her lady bits. His hands stopped altogether.

A slight poke on her flank told her everything she needed to know. Guided by that, her hand reached out and grasped something every bit as impressive as she had been hoping.

“Hey!” he blurted. He tried to back away, but risked leaving behind important parts in her firm grip.

Maintaining her grasp on him, Maeve rolled over and sat up, smiling sweetly.

“Walter,” she murmured, “I’ll let go the instant you tell me a second time. But you and I both know that you don’t want me to.”

Her free hand reached out, took one of his and brought it slowly, gently towards her breast. While he didn’t exactly cooperate, he didn’t resist either. She stopped just short, relaxed her grip on his wrist.

“You’re strong and sweet and really good-looking, Walter,” she whispered. “Isn’t it about time you let yourself try?”

His eyes flipped to lock with hers. She released his manhood, cupped her breasts and lifted them towards him as an offering.

“Go ahead, Walter,” she said, almost inaudibly. “They’re made for boys as well as babies, you know.”

She reached up, took his head and slowly pulled it down to hers before whispering into the boy’s ear, “I want you, Walter. Kiss me. Please.”

She felt his hands close on her breasts, carefully squeezing and lifting them. Deep within her, a fire began to glow.

His lips touched hers, tentatively at first. She ran her tongue across them. After a moment, his mouth opened and the tip of his own tongue swept lightly across hers.

Still holding his head, she pulled their mouths apart. “That feels very good, hon. Don’t stop, please.” She pulled him back in for a longer, stronger kiss. Their tongues wrapped around each other. She felt his hardness twitch against her leg as his hands explored her boobs.

He’s so sweet! she thought to herself. So cute.

She reached down, grasped his length, began to stroke it. The angle was wrong, but he was breathing heavier with each movement.

She ran her other hand up behind his balls, stroked the back of his sack with one finger. His hands on her breasts tightened, relaxed, continued to move. He thumbed her now painfully hard nipples and Maeve felt herself becoming wet.

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Fighting Fires

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Amateur

May 10th. 2017

Went to the mall to return a couple of unwanted presents. While walking to my store, a young gentleman stopped me to tell me that I had dropped my credit card at the counter and he was returning it. At first I was suspicious of him and wanted to make sure there were plenty of people around, but then he caught my eye and my alarms were silenced. His smile and demeanor was just the right combination of self confidence and humility. He (Rory), as He introduced himself had the deepest blue eyes and sandy brown hair. Rory could tell I was flustered and motioned me to sit down at a little table that was just up the way. I decided to take his advice. He offered to get me a glass of water. I don’t usually sit down with someone I don’t know, but there was something about him that made it ok. When Rory returned, we must have sat there for 3 hours and talked about everything and everyone.

Rory was a volunteer fireman who lived at a base camp in the high sierras most of the time and only came down for special occasions. This one was to find his mom a present for her 50th birthday. Hmm, I wonder if he knew I was 5 years older than his mom. If he did, he never let on. I walked with him to the Hallmark store where he picked out a nice charm. I really enjoyed my afternoon getting to know him and it seemed he enjoyed his time with me. It was too bad our meeting was most likely a passing chance as we had separate lives and different Bayan Escort Gaziantep paths. I left , somewhat sad that I wouldn’t see him again.

May 10th, 2018, Could a year have passed so quickly? Ever since that day at the mall, I have constantly looked for Rory in different venues. I thought I saw him at a concert up in the foothills last fall, but it turned out to be someone else. He has captured my desire and his sense has enflamed my passion. I so desperately want to see him again. Knowing that his mom’s birthday is soon, I found myself driving to the mall. No reason, just thought I would hang out at that little table and have a glass of water. I don’t think I was sitting there for 10 minutes when out from behind a pillar walks the young man I had become so infatuated with. Rory! Oh did he look good! He sat down, took my hands in his and looked me in the eyes and said the most beautiful words I had heard in a long time. “You have a radiance that bubbles over and I am better because you shared it with me” What could I say, I lost my breath and once again, Rory was off to get me a glass of water. We sat there and talked, catching up on the year that was. Rory had said that he had come down from the camp to this mall several times just for the chance that we would see each other. I admitted to him that I too thought of him quite often. I was in the middle of a story when Rory leaned forward to give me a soft kiss and to whisper in my ear that he wanted me. I knew that if this subject came up, I would have a hard time saying no. I too wanted to be alone with him.

I sat there and broke into tears as we exchanged glances. Emotions long since dormant came flooding back. I don’t how to explain it. I have been happily married forever and my husband doesn’t lack in the ways of knowing how to keep me satisfied. I guess it is the idea that someone new finds me attractive/desires me that brought back those young girl feelings.

About this time, Rory paid our bill and asked if I wanted to continue this conversation more privately. I said, “Yes!” enthusiastically. I am not sure why I said yes, maybe my desires, maybe as a payback for a long time ago transgression by my guy, or maybe, just maybe, that cougar passion that had been building up inside of me and encouraged by my husband! I don’t know, I am confused.

We left and traveled up the road to a hotel where he checked us in. We walked up the stairs (I hate elevators) and just prior to our floor, Rory stopped and pulled me close to him. I could feel his erection against my stomach and my knees became week. I wasn’t sure I could go through with this. He kissed me tenderly up and down my neck and just above my breasts. I placed my arms around his strong shoulders and wrapped my legs around his mid section. He wasted no time ripping my panties away and exposing himself to me. I instinctively reached for his member and guided him into me. He must have rode me for 20 minutes like a young cowboy on a newly found mustang! He carried me like this into the room and we made love 3-4 more times before collapsing on the bed.

Once again, I was overcome with emotion and Rory was quite the gentleman. He sat there and held me while I worked this out in my head. What was I doing there? He is young enough to be my son. He is not my husband. Oh but he knew his way around a woman’s head and body. Someone taught this boy/man well and he made the most of it. The rest of the afternoon and into the early evening, we spent in bed, holding, teasing, playing and loving until, both of us drifted off to sleep. I woke up around 9 PM and realized that I was way past my expected time and was sure my husband was frantic.

We parted once again but this time with the promise of future encounters. I am not sure I will keep that promise but the thought of it pleased me. We shall see. I called my husband, told him I was shopping and lost track of time. I flirted with him heavily on the phone and he relaxed. I wanted him to be calm so that when I got home, we could have a conversation that I am sure would keep us up the rest of the night!

Knowing hubby, he is going to ask a million questions, I am going to cry, struggling with my motives. I am feeling that it comes down to this. My inner cougar came out and spun out of control. Luckily, I have someone who loves me and will stand by me no matter what! I did enjoy my day though!

I wonder what Rory is up to?

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Anna Gets Wet

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Big Tits

Anna slithered onto her sofa in a happy heap of woman and cushions. She didn’t meet up with old friends often any more, but this had been an evening of wine, good food…and more wine. She lay there, enjoying taking the weight off her heels. Then, with some effort, she sat up and went through to the bedroom. She paused to admire herself in the mirror, pulling in her flat stomach even further and turning to see herself from behind. She’d taken a risk – not wanting her panty line on show, she’d decided to go without knickers altogether, and this had played on her mind deliciously all evening. She slipped on her nightdress. “Shoes,” she mumbled, perching on the edge of the bed. She leant forward to undo them, then decided they were far too complicated. In stilettos and slip, she made her way to the bathroom, checking herself out again in the mirror as she went.

As she leant forward to brush her teeth, she turned the tap – which came straight off in her hand. Freezing water burst from the pipe, over her breasts, pouring through the silky nightdress and down her thighs. She shrieked, and as the water showed no sign of stopping, continued to shriek, using her hands to try and hold the flow but only soaking herself further. Suddenly, her doorbell rang. Insistently. Running one hand through her hair, she threw the door open and announced, “The water’s come off!”

Anna had expected to see her Antep Bayan Escort landlord at the door, but there stood a young man – dark, stubbly, and naked save his pyjama bottoms. He smiled apologetically. “So you’re Mr Pritchard?” he said.

Confused, she looked at him, then over her shoulder. He pointed to the nameplate. “I’ve been trying to work out who lives here, but I have to admit, this isn’t quite what I pictured.” As he said this, he tried not to look at her too closely. The water had left the nightdress totally transparent, giving him a clear view of her pert pink nipples, stiff from the cold, and it clung to her stomach and hips in way he found impossible to ignore. He felt himself harden. She stepped back.

“You’d probably better come in.”

It only took him a few minutes to put the water off, with Anna hovering awkwardly. “Is there any way I can thank you?” she asked tentatively. The words hung in the air, but he looked rueful.

“I’ve got a very early start. How about I come round tomorrow? Have a drink, get to know each other?”

“Get to know each other, ” she repeated. Definitely.

The next evening, several hours and a few beers later, Anna and Chris had moved from the table to the sofa, and by now were lying just millimetres apart. “So,” said Chris. “About last night…you know, I was wondering if maybe we could stage a reconstruction.” He twirled a strand of her dark hair between his fingers, and she smiled mischievously.

“I’d have to go and get the…”

“Without the nightie.”

Electricity surged through her, and she suddenly found herself wet and breathless. He leant to kiss her, then in one smooth movement, swept her dress over her head. She wore nothing underneath, and he worked his way from her lips, down the curve of her shoulder, to focus his attention on her unexpectedly large breasts. He swirled his tongue around one of the pink nipples that had so turned him on the night before, then used his teeth, first gently, biting harder as she moaned. Barely stopping, he removed his clothes, kissing his way down her stomach, skipping past her slick pussy and running his tongue back up her smooth inner thigh. She gasped aloud as he began to delicately circle her clit. A broad stroke across her slit and the gasp became a groan. He stopped to look at her, her legs spread wide as she lay back, tanned and firm. He couldn’t wait any longer. Standing, he carried her from the sofa, her long legs wrapped around him, grinding herself against his hip while his cock pressed tantalisingly against her.

Using one hand to turn on the water, he stepped into the shower, pushing her roughly up against the wall. He kissed her deeply, still tasting of her, thrusting himself into her, his hands on her buttocks. Her panting turned to a cry, spurring him on as he pushed into her, faster, harder, willing her to come. Her pussy was hot and tight, pulling him in. She ran her nails down his back, drawing him closer, wanting his cock to fill her completely. Her cries grew louder, and he felt her muscles clench around him in spasm, an almost unbearable sensation. His orgasm rose inside him but he pushed it back, enjoying the ripple inside her clutching his shaft.

As she came, he turned her round, forcing her to brace herself against the shower wall. He massaged her nipples, pulling her hips towards him, admiring the view as the water bounced off her tight buttocks. She had quietened through this, but as he began to pound her once more, her moaning escalated, echoing off the tiles. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head to one side, making her watch their reflection as their wet bodies slid up against each other. Her pussy was fluttering again, one of her hands crept to play with her clit and he knew she was about to come for the second time. This time, he held nothing back. Thrusting his full length into her, they came almost simultaneously, heat pulsing from his cock and radiating through him, her body shuddering against him, prolonging the waves of orgasm crashing over them both. He wrapped his arms around her, wanting to hold onto the feeling.

After a few seconds, she stepped out of his grasp and handed him a towel, a hint of a grin playing across her face.

“Welcome to the neighbourhood, I guess.”

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Footwear Fantasies Ch. 02

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James was three months into his new job. As the sole IT guy in the office and the mountain of spares and cables he ended up with a nice little office with a good view out the window and he could see who was coming past with the offices all having clear glass walls. They were frosted in the middle because apparently people were walking into the window instead of through the door!

James would get in the office nice and early, usually before anyone else. It would give him time to see to any requested jobs to change monitors or keyboards and things before the requesters got in. It also meant he could be sat at his desk in good time for when the boss lady arrived. She had her own office at the end of the hall and would pass James’ office on her way.

With his freshly made coffee on his desk, he began flicking through his emails to check if there were any new job requests. Checking his watch he realised it was nearly time Lisa, his boss, would arrive. “I wonder what shoes she will have on today,” James thought to himself, “weathers getting warmer but it is chilly today. Boots?” He pondered. Just as his mind drifted away to array of footwear Lisa had come to work in he heard some voices. Sounded like some of the other staff had arrived. The peace was shattered!

Within five minutes he heard the unmistakable sound of a shoe heel tapping down the floor as somebody walked. Straightening up in his chair he redied himself. The horny feeling he got from the anticipation of this brief encounter with a woman in heels reached its peak. James saw Lisa strutting down the office with confidence, the sound of her heels on the floor was music to his ears. The anticipation peaked as Lisa’s leading foot came into view. “Oh I’ve not seen these before,” James uttered to himself as he looked on at Lisa’s black leather stilettos. With a pointed toe, bow detail and a D’Orsay design they were amazing. They really went with the knee length pencil skirt and white fitted blouse she had on. The outfit showed off her sexy curvy figure.

His eyes followed Lisa’s shoes as he got as much of a look at them as he could. The fact he could see the sexy arch of her foot nearly tipped him over the edge. As quick as she appreared she was gone. James’ mind was going wild over those shoes. He couldn’t stop thinking about them. He got his phone out and started searching their features on the internet to try and find where they came from. It brought back a slight bit of the feeling he got from seeing them being worn. Before he knew it, 20 minutes had past since he started searching. Looking up at his computer he had new emails, all work! “Suppose I should do some work,” he thought to himself.

Reading his emails, he added them to his list on his pad of paper. Standing Bayan Escort Gaziantep up to go search for a wire someone was after another email came through, from Lisa. “Hmm I’ll look at this first,” he said aloud. Opening the email and scanning it his heart started pounding. She was having problem with her printer, it wasn’t connecting. Immediately James headed to her office. It was at the end of the corridor, the only office with blinds.

Approaching her office James could see through the open blinds, Lisa was walking about as she was on the phone. He got split seconds views of the shoes.

Approaching the door he knocked and waited. Within a few seconds the door opened and Lisa smiled at him gesturing him to come in. “Ok, the IT guy is here, I’ll call you back later. Bye,” she said as she headed back to her desk. “Sorry about that.”

“No problem,” James said with a smile. “Issue with your printer?”

“Yes, it just won’t connect, I’ve tried all sorts,” she said as she sat her desk, her bottom half concealed by the panel on the back of the desk. Blocking James’ view of Lisa’s sexy shoes.

“Ok, let’s take a look,” he said approaching her desk to get access to her laptop. “I know you said you’ve checked them but honestly the amount of times it seems to be plugged in and it isn’t. Start with the simple things!”

“You’re the expert,” she said with a smile as she slid her chair out of the way so James could check her laptop.

“Well that’s in fine,” he said as he checked her network cable. Managing to sneak a sideways glance at her shoes in the process. They were even better up close.

“Ok, next thing. The printer,” he said standing up and going round to the printer. “Hmm, you know it’s not turned on don’t you?”

“Yes! I’ll take a little credit,” Lisa replied laughing.

“Not that then!” James laughed. “Ah heres the problem. Network cable isn’t quite in properly.” There was an auditable click as it seated properly. “Try that,” he said as he headed round to stand next to Lisa as she had slid towards her laptop again.

A few clicks and suddenly the printer jumped into life. “Ah! you star! Thank you James!”

“No problem, anytime.” James said with a smile as he walked towards the door.

“Oh wait a minute, this doesn’t look right,” Lisa said as James reached for the door handle.

Turning around, “what’s the problem, run out of ink?”

“Not sure it kind of looks like a big smudge!”

“That doesn’t sound good,” James said laughing. Taking one look at the printing, “ah yeah. Seen this a few times with these older printers. I think I have a spare, newer one in my office if you want me to install it?”

“That would be amazing thank you. I need to print these and get them in the post as soon as I can.”

“I’ll go fetch it now.” James said as he turned round. “In fact I’ll take this one out now if that’s ok?”

“Yeah go for it.”

“Cool. Ta,” James said as he approached Lisa’s desk again. Heading round to where she was sat James looked at her shoes quickly again. “I’ll need to go under the desk when I’ve unplugged everything.”

“No problem,” Lisa responded, sliding her chair back under her desk as James started to unplug the wires in the back of the printer on the desk.

“I’ll be as quick as I can,” James said as he walked around the desk and knelt down beside Lisa. She slid her chair backwards so James could get under the desk.

Lisa had took her shoes off and they were exactly where James needed to be. He didn’t know where to look, or what to do!

“Erm. Can I move your shoes, I need to open that panel there,” he said pointing.

“Sorry. Yes, feel free to move them,” Lisa responded with a sexy glint in her eye.

James hand moved towards the shoes. His finger tips felt like they got a little shock when they came into contact with the leather of the shoe. Slipping his index finger into one and his middle into the other, placing his thumb over the back he picked them up. He had a semi on by this point. With all his being he wanted to smell them. He turned to put them next to Lisa. As he put them down she placed her warm foot on his forearm. He looked at her perfectly manicured foot and then to her eyes. They’re eyes locked and Lisa ran her foot up James’ arm. He ran his hand from her calf to her ankle and brought her foot his face. He marvelled at her red nail polish before kissing her foot.

“Suck my toe,” Lisa demanded.

Without a second thought James sucked Lisa’s big toe. He was strangely turned on. Not having a thing for feet it didn’t usually do anything for him but since it was being demanded it got his dick hard. He began kissing her foot again.

“Shit someone is coming, get under the desk!” Lisa demanded.

James shifted to sit under the desk. He stretched his legs out and Lisa put her feet of his crotch. The visitor knocked on the door.

“Come in!” Lisa shouted.

The person entered her office. Lisa rubbed her foot firmly on James’ hard cock. He was trying not to make a noise. Looking round he saw her shoes. “Fuck it,” he thought to himself as he reached over to grab them.

“Did you get your printer sorted?” The visitor asked.

“I’m just in the process of getting it sorted, trying not to rub the IT guy up the wrong way!” Lisa joked.

Meanwhile James was in a world of his own under the desk. Looking at the shoes in his hands he raised them to his face. He took a deep, quiet, intake of breath through his nose to smell the inner sole of the shoe. He could smell the leather and the scent of Lisa’s foot. His cock was like a tap with the amount of pre cum he was producing.

“Ha, yeah he seems a good person to stay on the right side of,” replied the visitor. Completely unaware of the fact the ‘IT guy’ was currently under the bosses desk getting a foot job of sorts. “Do you want me to print anything for you?” They continued.

“Erm, no thanks. Think he’s gone looking for a spare.” Lisa said with a smile.

“Oh ok. Well I best go dial into this meeting, I’ll speak to you on that,” the visitor said as they headed for the door.

“Ok, speak to you soon,” Lisa replied with a smile.

James meanwhile was still smelling Lisa’s shoe and had his hand on the top of her foot, applying pressure whilst she rubbed her foot over his cock as it bulged through his trousers.

“Right you, where were we,” she said without moving her chair. “Where are my shoes?”

“I’ve got them here,” James said with a sheepish tone.

“Good. Now I suggest point your cock into the toe of my shoe,” Lisa said in a sexy tone.

James didn’t know what to say. Instead he just quickly unzipped his trousers and pulled his hard cock from his boxers. Taking one of her shoes he did as he was told and pointed his cock into the toe of the shoe. Lisa proceeded to rub her foot on his cock. James could feel the soft leather on his cock and the softness of Lisa’s foot at the same time.

“Shit,” he mumbled as his eyes rolled back. “I’m gonna. Fuck,” he said as he pulled the other shoe to his nose and began inhaling. Seconds later his cock exploded cum into her shoe. “Ooh!” James moaned as he filled her shoe.

Lisa rubbed her foot on his softening cock. “Clean my foot please,” She said moving her foot up. James could see pre cum and cum glistening on her foot, without a hesitation he licked it all off.

Sliding her chair back to allow James to come out, “thank you. Now pass my shoe please.” James was still knelt down in front of Lisa and grabbed her shoe to pass it. “Now, if I didn’t have this call to be on, you’d be finishing me off right now, but we don’t have time, so rain check!” As she finished her sentence she brought her shoe to her mouth and tilted it to get the cum to run out into her mouth. James watched with his mouth agape.

Once she had it all in her mouth she put her shoe back on her foot and grabbed James by the chest of his shirt and pulled him towards her. She kissed him deeply and their tongues collided, James warm cum moving between their mouths as they kissed.

Lisa pulled away, “That was hot! Until next time.”

Still speechless James blurted out, “I’ll go get your printer!” And immediately regretted that being his first sentence!

Lisa burst into laughter, she knew she had blown his mind!

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He was My Boss

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Having finally finished high school, I was spending the summer working my butt off to get enough money to survive my collegiate freshman year in Austin. Mom and Dad are paying for my room plus one cafeteria meal a day and tuition but all other costs and expenses were on me. Being in a small Texas ranching community, jobs were few and far between. So far, I had halter broke 10 colts for a neighbor rancher, bailed and stacked hay (in the Texas summer), worked on a seismograph crew, strung about 2 miles of barbed wire and repaired 18 wheeler truck tires. But the most interesting job was unloading cedar fence posts, not because of the nature of the work but the education that came with it.

Bob had rolled into our sleepy little town with an 18 wheeled tractor trailer full of fence posts. He saw me at the truck stop, came over walking right up to me. This guy was the epitome of the Texas cowboy. Long legged, wide shoulders and tight jeans with a tee-shirt. He looked to be in his late 20′ or early 30’s with a George Strait look about him. Right away I wanted to look like him.

He looked me up and down and said, “You want a job?”

I asked, “Doing what?”

He said “Help me deliver these posts out and about to different ranches, you know the area, right?”

“Yeah, I do, how much you paying?”

We agreed on a price, and set a time to start the next day.

The next morning I arrived at the local cafe/coffee shop and saw him eating his breakfast. I had a cup of coffee while he finished and we took off to start the day.

I’m still not sure which is worse, bailing hay or tossing fence posts. Most of the posts were 8-10 foot long, about 6-8 inches in diameter and weighed about 50 – 60 lbs. each. It was a long, hot day and I was tired, but the sun was going down and the day was over. Antep Escort Bayan I climbed up in the cab’s passenger seat hoping the A/C would start soon. We took off for the 35 mile ride back to town.

He started telling me about his life, his wife, and his small hill country property full of cedar trees. He then asked about me; where I was going to college, what was my major, my girlfriend. I answered as sparingly as possible. He then asked if I had fucked my girlfriend and I told him I had. Then silence.

Suddenly, his right hand landed on my left thigh, squeezed a little and told me how well I had done that day. I thanked him but his hand didn’t leave my leg. He had to shift, but his hand returned to my leg again. I was getting a little nervous with the situation, but didn’t say or do anything. I guess he interpreted my silence as some form of acceptance because he starting massaging my upper thigh, chatting away the whole time.

I was 18, I got hard working an algebra problem, now there was a hand just inches my balls. I felt myself getting thicker and stiffer. Bob noticed also and moved his hand up until it was resting against my balls. I tried to will my cock to deflate, but it now had a mind of it’s own, I was getting really hard. Bob placed his hand right on top of my cock, feeling the shape and exploring, squeezing rhythmically as we drove along.

I was so shocked, I just sat there like a cow patty and watched his hand fondling my cock through my jeans. Damn, I was hard, heart racing, flushed and about to bust the buttons on my 501 Levi’s. Then, suddenly we were in town. Bob placed his hands back on the steering wheel and acted as if nothing had happened. He pulled into the truck stop where my car was parked and said, “Same time tomorrow?”

I think I said “Sure”, being a little alarmed, nervous and horny, I’m not sure what I said.

I drove home deep in thought about what had occurred, all the different emotions and anxieties running around my head. My cock was hard the whole way home. I went in, said hi to my parents and headed for the shower. The hot water felt good on my tired muscles. I started getting hard again thinking about the ride back into town. Shower, hot water, hard on and soapy suds, duh – I started stroking my cock and had a climax that actually buckled my knees.

The next morning, I considered whether to go back or not but only briefly. The allure of excitement and possibilities won the day, so I headed back into town. Day 2 started as did Day 1. I unloaded so many post that my arms and shoulders hurt. Our day had been completely normal, no talk of what happened, no indication or acknowledgement of any type. I thought to myself that maybe it was all my over active imagination.

The day was done once again as we headed back to town.

Not 5 minutes down the road, his hand dropped on my thigh again. I didn’t move and I think I stopped breathing. Bob was a little bolder this time, making no pretexts of seduction, he just grabbed my cock and started rubbing me through my jeans and I was enjoying the sensation. I even spread my legs a bit to give him more room to maneuver. Once again, my 18 year old cock sprang to attention and I found myself squirming on the seat.

Bob looked at me and said, “You like this don’t you?”

“Yes”. I said, “Very much”.

Perceived as a “go ahead”, Bob told me to undo my belt and unbutton my fly, AND I did!! Like a deer in headlights, I sat there with my pants open. Bob reached in and took hold of my now rock hard cock and started slowly stroking me. I thought I had died and gone to heaven it felt so damn good. I was leaning back, slouched low in the seat with my eyes closed while he dove the damn truck and stroked me,

Suddenly, I felt the truck slowing down as he started pulling off the road. We stopped, I looked at Bob as he undid his jeans and pulled out his cock and started stroking us both. Bob then told me to stroke him. I had never touched a penis other than my own. It was soft and hard all at the same time. I liked it.

Bob said, “Let’s get in the sleeper”. At this point, there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t have done to continue this action. Once in the back, Bob pushed me on my back and lowered my jeans down to my boots, pulled my knees up and spread them as wide as my lowered jeans would allow. He raised my cock up and lightly kissed the tip, then started licking the shaft. My girlfriend had given me blow jobs before, but never did I have the level of euphoria that I was feeling at that moment. He then took me full into his mouth and started sucking me hard and fast. Bob quickly turned around and I was face to face with his rather large cock.

Bob told me to suck him too and to do to him what he was doing to me. His cock was a piece of art, perfect shape, very thick and about 6-7″ long. I did to him what he did to me. I felt my climax building and told him was about to cum. He started sucking me harder and faster and I exploded into his mouth. My organism was so intense I let his cock fall out of my mouth, I think I was close to passing out. He jerked his cock a bit more and shot a load onto a handy towel.

We laid there in silence while we both recovered. We both got dressed, straightened up and re-started our trip back to town.

Arriving at the truck stop, Bob reached over and gave my cock a squeeze and asked, “Same time tomorrow?”

I went to my car and sat thinking for a while. I had to ask myself if I was now gay AND was I going to work tomorrow?

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Eva Likes the Supermarket Staff

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Eva was a longtime shopper at Sunview Grocery. She liked how it was always cool inside, and how all the workers were hot.

She lived just outside Phoenix, and hot weather led to skimpy clothing, hot tans and sunburns, and lots of air conditioning.

Especially to her liking was Jonathan, who worked in produce and always wore his work shirt cuffed up to show his big biceps.

When she saw her “hunk of a man,” her heart fluttered and her panties got wet.

One day when Eva was there the floor was wet and she started to slip before Jonathan grabbed her and held her upright.

Eva, 48, weighs 125 pounds, is 5’2″ tall, and got shivers up her spine when she felt Johnston’s strong hands keep her from falling down. She felt so little in his grasp.

Her bronze framed glasses fell and Jonathon picked them up to her delight.

She quickly thought how fun it would be having his strong hands all over her body.

Over time she asked the girls who worked there about Johnston’s situation.

Becky, 25, 4′ 11″, was working as a cashier at the store, confided in Eva over coffee that Johnston was single, 22 years old, had his own apartment, was taking some classes at the community college, dated some girls but liked the mature women who shopped there, and that’s why he stayed. Eva touched the top of Becky’s hand and thanked her.

Eva had some ammunition to use, and before shopping next, she wanted to look her best.

She had her blonde hair styled in a wavy way, she liked using minimal to no makeup. Eva chose her nicest gold necklace which she knew simmered under the Sunviews lights.

She applied Ushuaïa, a French antiperspirant that she ordered through a distributor so she would be the only person in her area to have that special coconut smell emanate from her.

It was important to Eva to get Jonathan in her home and see what happens next.

Becky knew the time when Jonathan was free the most, and Eva showed up at that time, 9:30 Wednesday morning.

Eva arrived wearing a white blouse with the top two buttons left undone leaving an ample view of her boobs and a glimpse of her white bra, with a tag of 34B in back. Eva favored khaki pants that were tight, along with her favorite white sandals.

Jonathan saw Eva near the peaches out of the corner of his eye and knew she was hot for the taking. Secretly he had a crush on Eva, he liked her light blue eyes that were like no other blue eyes he ever seen. He liked the pink lipstick she wore, and loved how her body smelled.

He walked up to her, and said, “So, those sandals you have on look great.”

Eva was pleased with the comment and as she thanked she ran her right hand on his shirt, sliding it down to his belt.

He walked around her and made sure to step close to her in back, as his now erect penis ran up the crack of Eva’s ass.

At that moment Jonathan said, “Eva, it’s kinda breaking the store rules, but you are the hottest woman who ever shops here. Would you care to hang out with me?”

Eva had to mentally collect herself before saying yes, and gave Jonathan her phone number. He said he would call when he got off shift in the afternoon.

She smiled, touched his lips with her pointer finger, and walked away. Jonathan stared at her moneymaker moving until she turned the corner.

Eva saw Becky in the freezer section and almost gushed like a teenager how Jonathan made a pass at her and asked for her phone number. Becky was happy for Eva and hugged her, noticing how Eva’s nipples poked into her chest.

Jonathan almost forgot to call Eva, but did and around 4 pm dialed her up.

Eva answered, and when she heard his deep voice broke out in a big smile.

“Got to say you are so beautiful, would you like to do something tonight?”

Eva said she was busy, but wondered if he would accompany her for dinner the next night. Jonathan said yeah. She asked him to dress casual, as they were going to her country club. Eva said she would pick him up if that was OK, and Jonathan said that would be OK this time, but next time he wanted to make plans. Eva wasn’t sure there Bayan Escort Gaziantep would be next time, but said sure.

She pulled up in her Chevrolet Tahoe, and Jonathan was impressed. She drove over to her country club, had a valet boy park it, and put her hand in Jonathan’s as they walked in the dining area. Jacket’s were usually required, but Eva had come there for dinner with parents and she had more pull. The Maitre d’ sat Eva at her usual table along a far wall.

“This is awesome, and you look so good tonight. Those black sandals look great in you,” Jonathan said.

Eva wore a yellow blouse with the sleeves rolled up, and a pair of white capris that were tight on her. She complimented Jonathan on his choice of clothing, a blue polo shirt, dark blue jeans and black running shoes.

They talked over dinner and Eva asked if he needed to get home at a certain time. Aside from having to be at Sunview at 6 am, he said no.

After the meal, she drove back to her home, where she parked her vehicle in her garage, and led Johnathon to her kitchen for a night cap.

Eva unbuttoned her blouse and removed her bra. Jonathan went towards her and kissed her as he removed her blouse. He looked down and saw her magnificent breasts, large enough and hung down her chest several centimeters.

While dazzling Eva with his kissing techniques, he was able to use one hand to feel her pussy over her pants. Jonathon felt her heat with his hand, and he used that hand to yank her pants down.

He picked her up in his arms and placed her on the counter.

In the heat of the moment, Jonathon pulled his pants off, let Eva see his 8 inch cock before slipping it inside her puffy and open pussy.

Eva moaned softly as she held onto Jonathon’s back. He was able to get his mammoth cock in haft way, and rubbed her clit with his strokes in and out. She started scratching his back through his shirt, which Jonathon removed and let Eva see his sexy hard pecs, his stomach and she had wild thoughts of how she was fucking a boy, 22 years old, more than half her age. She kissed him and held onto his head with abandonment during her first orgasm. Jonathon was feeling he was about to cum, and pulled out to stoke himself for alf a minute and start shooting off long white blasts of cum on Eva’s body, her neck, breasts and belly.

He let out with a heavy breath, and leaned over Eva, who was also trying to gather her breath.

Jonathon sensed this was it for the night, he took a shower, and Eva found him a bath towel and a pair of pajama bottoms from her former husband.

She took a bath, and after preparing herself for bed, she saw her new lover was fast asleep. She set her alarm for 4:30 am.

She was awake by 4 am, made herself some coffee, and at 4:30 am had to almost had to kick Jonathon out of bed. Before dropping him off at home, they kissed and made plans get together in a week.

She watched him walk to his apartment and stared at his hot ass. She placed the cold water bottle she brought with her on her neck and chest in order to cool down.

Later in the afternoon, Eva went over to Sunview for a few items, and saw Becky sitting at the customer service desk.

They talked and held hands as Eva talked about her evening with Jonathon. Becky let out a loud yelp upon hearing how big he was.

“My gosh! I’d like to take a ride, too,” Becky said with a giggle.

A few days later, Jonathon called Eva and asked her out for Friday night. He told her he would pick her up at 6 pm.

For this date, Eva dressed a bit down, yet still fabulous. She wore a white-black checked blouse, tight khaki capris and blue sandals to match her blue glasses frames. She had several different pairs of glasses.

Jonathon was right on time, and told Eva he was blown away by her appearance. Eva liked what Jonathon wore, a white graphic T-shirt over dark black pants, casual shoes and a blue baseball cap,

He drove Eva in his brother’s Ford truck to a pizzeria in town, and let her walk in first.

It was a bit dirty, not that crowded, with a half-dozen TVs.

“This is a, well, nice place,” Eva said.

“Yeah, I come here at least once-a-week,” he said. “It’s good food, good beer and good people.”

Their waitress, Andresia, met them at their table near the back end, and asked for their drink orders.

Jonathon ordered two Bud Lites, and looked at Eva to see if she disapproved, but she said that’s fine. Jonathon also ordered a medium supreme pizza, two side salads, two

“How do you like it,” Jonathon asked his date.

The beers arrived. Eva took a sip, and said, “This is really not a place I would choose, but you are the reason I like it.”

The waitress brought over the salad, which had ranch dressing on the side. Eva asked if she could get creamy cucumber dressing.

“Have to share something, I’ve been watching you. I see all women who come in the place, most just pass by. Others slipped and I didn’t catch them. You’re the catch I wanted.”

Eva held his hand on the table, slipped her left sandal, and placed her foot in his crotch, giving him a little rubdown. Jonathon looked down, saw her sweet dark red painted toes, looked up and smiled as she was trying to get her man aroused.

“You are going to be in trouble later,” he said with a smile.

“You are going to be in trouble, too,” she said

They had the pizza and talked and soon they check arrived. Eva watched Jonathon to see if there was any sign he couldn’t afford it. He did. She liked him that much.

They drove back to his place, and Jonathon wasted no time. He picked her up to kiss her, and Eva felt so excited to be carried around. He set her down on the bed, got undressed quickly and got on his knees to kiss her and kiss her. Eva felt calm, and yet excited just afterwards. He unbuttoned her blouse, undid her bra clasp, and started kissing her nipples, sucking on them, making them thick and hard, and saw the excitement in her eyes.

She laid back and he slipped off her pants and marveled and what he saw: a sweet looking low-cut red satin panty, which was so silky to touch, and slowly pulled it down and saw nirvana.

“You like it?” she said. “I got what other girls have, a Brazilian wax. It hurt but your look made it worth it.”

Jonathon didn’t hear a word she said. Eva was a beautiful older woman, sophisticated and there for his taking.

He slipped her panties off her legs and feet.

“You are so amazing like that looking,” he said as he massaged her breasts and pinched her nipples. He placed the head of his cock on Eva’s smooth mound, then rubbed his cock up and down the sides of her swollen and open pussy, then entered her as she loudly gasped.

Her moaning sounds continued as Jonathon stoked in and out of her, getting a little further than half way in. He lifted her legs over her shoulders and kept pushing in and out. Eva orgasmed with all of Jonathon’s moves inside her, and kept moaning as he kept going.

Holding his cum back for a couple minutes, Jonathon let out a little roar as he pulled out an cane all over Eva’s breasts. Out of breath, Jonathon kissed Eva and passed out on the bed next to her. After a few minutes she got up to go to the bathroom. It was filthy. She washed the cum off her breasts, rinsed out her mouth with water, peed, then went back to bed with Jonathon.

His alarm went off at 4:45 am, and Jonathon got up to find Eva already dressed and sitting in the kitchen, having a glass of water.

“I’ll take you home after I get dressed for work,” he told her. “It’s no rush,” she said.

Arriving at her placed, they kissed before Eva got out and entered her home, to shower, brush her teeth and get into her daily casual togs of long sleeve pullover and capri jeans, and tan sandals.

She had some coffee, did a crossword puzzle, and called Becky to dish about her date.

“You helped me so much, would you like do something after work today?”

“Eva…” “Please call me Evie, that’s what my friend’s call me.”

“Okay, Evie, well would this be for lunch or dinner?”

“What time does your shift end?”

At 6 pm on the dot Eva was parked near the entrance, and she waved at Becky to come over.

“Hi,” Becky said, a bit startled. “I didn’t think you would come here.”

“Well darling, I keep my word, so hop in, buckle up and let’s go.”

Eva was attracted to Becky. She was a nice young woman who Eva hoped would be interested in her, too.

They ended up at an small Italian restaurant, and Eva ordered a glass of red wine for each of them.

Becky explained she at worked at Sunview for 10 years, she liked the work, liked seeing all customers and help them, and seeing her friends. And she said it was her first time having wine with dinner.

“I like Jonathon, too, but I don’t think he sees me,” she told Eva.

“If you are up for an interesting time, you could hang out with Jonathon and me, and maybe it could happen,” Eva said with wine taking over most of her thought process. She put her hand on Becky’s hand to reassure her. Becky agreed.

Two nights later, Jonathon agreed to meet Eva for dinner at her house. She re-heated a large frozen lasagna, had three place settings out, and a bottle of wine

Jonathon asked if she was inviting anyone, just as the doorbell rang, and Eva opened the door for Becky.

Jonathon had never seen Becky out of her uniform. She was wearing a deep red minidress which was low cut in front, and low open toe black heels.

Jonathon was surprised by how Becky looked, he thought she was damn hot, and at dinner asked Eva what was going on?

“Becky and I are friends and she looks so darling, doesn’t she, and also she likes you a lot. I thought maybe the three of us could have a good time,” Eva said.

Becky blushed almost as red as her dress, and Jonathon smiled and didn’t say anything.

After dinner, all three went into the living room and finished the wine.

Eva asked Jonathon to strip for them, and at Eva’s direction, went slowly to remove his clothes.

Becky’s mouth opened at the sight of her co-worker nude. She had imagined him for years, had secret fantasies of what he would do to her either at work of out in a storeroom.

Looking at him made her panties wet. She touched her breasts over her shirt as he approached her for a kiss. Becky melted inside as he continued.

This action got Eva excited and she removed her clothes and also approached Becky, kissing her neck. Jonathon saw Eva naked and carried her to the bed. He then went for Becky, who was nude, and he carried her while feeling her body and placed her on the bed. Becky had an awesome body, with medium breasts and ass.

He made out with Becky while Eva got Jonathon hard with her hands and mouth. Once he was stiff she asked Becky if she was ready, and Jonathon out his hands under her butt and started sliding his cock into her open pussy.

Eva played with Becky’s nipples with her fingers and tongue to get Becky more excited. She was breathing heavy and her pussy was get fucked in a semi-fast rhythm. All this was making Becky weak and she soon came, her cum spreading over Jonathon’s cock and slipping out of her pussy, too. Jonathon pulled out and stroked himself a few times before covering Becky’s breasts and neck with his cum.

He took a break while Eva made out with Becky. When he was hard again he pushed Eva back onto the bed, picked up her ass and started fucking her hard and deep. Becky watched in awe, and kissed Eva on the lips, and moved on to kiss her erect nipples. She was so thankful of Eva’s help.

Becky pushed Eva’s hand aside and rubbed against her clit, which brought her to an orgasm.

She then sat on Eva’s chest and Eva started tasting her young friend’s pussy using her lips and tongue.

Jonathon had been pressing in and out of her at a slow to medium pace, and pulled out. Becky grabbed his cock and placed the head in her mouth. He came three times of long blasts. Becky sucked the rest of his cum out.

He laid down in the bed next to Eva, and Becky rolled off Eva and laid down in bed on his other side.

In the morning they all got washed and dressed and Eva treated them to breakfast out.

Eva and Becky grew closer as friends, occasional lovers, and intimate partners of Jonathon. Soon Becky was wearing the same special French antiperspirant Eva used.

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Amber was glad to be getting out of school. She was the last one in the building, and it was late. She didn’t like to be alone in the Science Building of the University, but she had to make up on her extra credit, or she was going to fail her class.

She was walking down the hall, starting to pass one of the science labs, when she heard a moan. Being that she thought that she was the last one in the building, Amber was afraid that some idiot had gotten themselves hurt, and she would have to stay longer. It was drawing near midnight, and she needed some sleep. But never the less, she didn’t want someone to be hurt, so she went into the lab.

Amber looked around the lab, and didn’t see anyone so she started to leave the room. When she almost reached the door, she heard the moan again, except this time it was louder. Amber looked around, afraid she was losing her mind, when she saw the storage room door cracked open in the back of the lab.

Amber went to the storage room to peek in to see if anyone was hurt, when she got the shock of her life. Crystal, from her Biology class, was riding the lap of their Biology professor. Amber gasped at the sight of the two, watching Professor Grady slap Crystal’s skirt-covered ass as she bounced up and down on his lap. When she gasped a second time as Professor Grady started to sucked on Crystal right tit, it must have been loud, because the two stopped fucking and looked at her in the door.

Amber tried to back up and run for it, when she tripped over a stool as Professor Grady and Crystal came out of the room half-naked. She then fell and hit her head on the floor. Amber woke up on the couch in the storage room to the sounds of her professor and her classmate arguing.

“Damn it, Crystal. I thought I told you to lock the door, in case someone was still in the building.”

“I did, but I apparently didn’t shut the door all the way. You didn’t Antep Bayan Escort seem to mind, though, seeing as you were moaning when I was riding your cock.”

“That’s not the point. Now we have to worry about Amber exposing us. You can be expelled and I can lose my tenure. Not to mention the fact, that my wife will have a fucking cow when she finds out I was banging some student, instead of grading papers like I told her. It’s a damn good thing that we don’t have kids yet. Fuck!” Amber tried to sit up, but her professor saw her and pushed her back down on the couch gently.

“Well, what are we going to do about her, since she’s awake and all.”

“Now, Amber. I don’t suppose there’s any way that you can forget what you just saw.” Professor Grady sat down next to Amber, rubbing her smooth legs. Amber didn’t want it to happen, but her nether region started to tingle. Damn, she didn’t want Professor Grady to think that she was a slut like Crystal was.

“No, I don’t think there is a way, but that doesn’t mean that I am going to say anything. Just let me go, and I promise, I won’t say a word.”

“I can’t do that Amber. As I was telling Crystal, we’re now exposed to you. I can lose my tenure here at the University, and Crystal here will lose her scholarship, and will get kicked out of school. Do you want that to happen? You know what Crystal? I just thought of something.” Professor Grady looked at Amber with pure lust in his eyes as he was reaching up Crystal’s skirt from behind.

Crystal gasped and slid her hand down under her skirt, slightly circling her clit, making engorged for Amber to see. Her nipples were hard and red, crinkled with arousal. Amber looked at them in amazement, wondering how they could do that in front of her, knowing that she could turn them in, and tomorrow they wouldn’t be there.

As if her professor read her mind, he looked at her, and with his other hand he rubbed her leg going towards her pink lips that were showing under her skirt. “Like I was saying Crystal, I thought of a way to keep us out of trouble. Lovely Amber here is going to join us. If she joins us, she stands to get in trouble to, so why would she want to turn us in? Plus, it will be an interesting mix, and she get plenty of pleasure out of this whole ordeal.”

“What do you mean, ‘join you’? I am not going to become a whore like Crystal and give it up like tha—” Amber was cut off as Crystal plunged her tongue in Amber’s mouth. Amber shivered involuntarily as Crystal swiveled her tongue in every direction in her mouth.

“Looks like you don’t have a choice, Amber.” Professor Grady stated this as he hit home plate as his rough fingers plied Amber’s lips of her vagina apart. As he did this, Amber resisted, trying to push his hands away. Crystal pinned Amber’s hands above her head, as the professor lifted Amber’s skirt out of the way of her plump pussy. He placed his mouth on her clit, sucking and nibbling, all the while Amber fought to break free even as her body betrayed her. Her luscious pink hole was drenching her professor’s face.

“Please, God. Let me go.” Amber screamed as her professor unzipped his pants once more, letting out the first and most beautiful cock she’d ever seen. It looked at velvet covered steel pipe. She estimated it to be around nine inches long and two or three inches in thickness.

“Oh, God, please don’t. I’m a virgin. Please don’t hurt me.”

“Amber, shh. That’s nonsense. I’m going to take care of this fragile pussy. You’ll love every second.” Crystal held Amber’s with one hand, and with the other, she slowly caressed Amber’s generous breasts. Professor Grady lowered himself and placed his massive purple head at the entrance of Amber’s tight pussy. He braced himself and pushed his cock in, slowly as not to hurt Amber. He went past her resistant cherry, filling her completely. Amber groaned in pain, burying her head in her arm as her professor pumped in and out, in and out, making Amber’s juices flow as he increased his pace.

Crystal leaned down and forcefully at first, kissed Amber. Amber began moaning and slowly started pumping her hips. As her professor let out a load moan, Crystal released Amber’s hands and climbed up on Amber. Crystal placed her sweet love box on Amber’s mouth. At first, Amber became panicked again, but as Crystal started to sway back and forth, Amber slowly let her tongue touch Crystal’s tight hole, and pushed further until her tongue was all the way in Crystal’s tasty entrance.

Professor Grady watched the interaction between the two girls and began to pump harder, making his balls slap at Amber’s back entrance. Amber moved her hips to match the stroke of her professor and felt her muscles start to contract. The orgasm exploded inside her, gripping Professor Grady’s cock and pulling it further into Amber until it reached the hilt. His balls began to spasm, and a huge load of sticky jizz was unleashed into Amber’s canal, rushing out onto her thighs.

Crystal began riding harder on Amber’s face, pushing her nose into Crystal’s clit while her tongue worked furiously to bring Crystal to cumming. Crystal began to shake with her orgasm, but it wouldn’t seem to break loose. Professor Grady stuck his finger in between Amber’s wet, red lips and raised it to Crystal’s back door. He pushed it roughly into her and wiggled it feverishly. Crystal pumped as fast she could as Amber reached down and began to finger herself. Amber began to buck as soon as she touched herself since she was still riding the waves of her first orgasm. When she began to writhe under Crystal, Crystal’s orgasm finally exploded.

Crystal crawled off of Amber’s face and slumped against the couch. All of them were exhausted.

Professor Grady pulled his finger out of Crystal, and smiled. “I’m giving both of you girls an A+.”

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Note from the Author Linda Jean; Please take a minute to read this before you read my story; first I wanted to thank everyone for taking the time to read what I have to say. I write my stories as if I am writing my best friend and trying to relay to them exactly what I went through. While I know a lot of people like this type of writing, I am aware from the negative e-mails that there are some who do not. I get very upset when I get an e-mail from some person who tells me that my grammar is very bad and I should have my stories “proof read” prior to being posted. They of course never give a return e-mail so that is why I am putting this at the beginning of my story. To this person/s I say this. If you feel my grammar is that bad, DO NOT bother reading what I have to say. Trust me I did not write it with YOU in mind. I am not a professional and I defiantly am not an English Major (or Minor for that matter) so as a person from England might say PISS OFF. There I said it and I feel better. For those that read my dirty mind for the enjoyment and sexual stimulation here is more for you to dwell on. Linda

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The first time I had sex with a woman, and my first Cream Pie, (it happen just like this, as I remember every nasty exciting detail)

I was to baby sit for a friend of my mom’s, I was to watch her two children for the weekend while she went to Palm Springs. I went over after school so she could get out of town early. When I got to her house she was there, and she told me she made other plans, that her kid’s were at her sister’s for the weekend. She also told me since I was expecting the money for baby-sitting, she would still pay me what I was expecting, and she invited me inside and asked me if I would like to have a glass of wine with her. Having never tasted wine before, I was very elated that she would even ask me, I said yes, and had my first glass of wine. (Many of the firsts that weekend) we went to her kitchen and sat down at the table drinking the wine and just talking.

Shirley (that is her name) asked me not to tell my mom we had wine, I agreed, then she told me that anything that was said there, that we must both agree to keep there, I agreed. Somewhere about the second glass, I don’t know how or when the subject turned, we started talking about sex. I do recall her asking me if I was a woman yet, which I told her yes. She asked me when and I told her a long time ago, but I didn’t tell her with whom, I never would have told her it was my brother Bill. She asked if it was very unpleasant, I told her no. In fact I told her it was very pleasurable and that I really I loved it. She asked me when was the last time I had sex and I told her yesterday after school.

All of a sudden I released that I was not embarrassed talking to her of so personnel matters for some damn reason. Then I realized that I wanted to talk to her more about sex, (looking back, maybe it was the wine). She asked me if I would tell her what happen, so sitting there I told her everything I had ever done sexually (except with Bill that is.) I told her that I normally have sex with two boys after school at my house almost every day, and how I had many boyfriends. She said “I bet you do” I did notice how she was waiting to hear every word from my mouth, for some strange reason I was thrilled that I had her hanging on every word. I knew that she enjoyed listening to me telling her all the nasty things we did and that we do. I decided to tell her about the two boys that I had sex with yesterday after school and I described every little detail.

Shirley asked me if I had ever messed around with other girls, I told her I had heard of it, but have not. I told her I liked boys too much. Shirley said we should go to the living room and relax, so we did, She wanted to hear more, so I went on, every now and then she would say “really” or “I’ll bet that felt good” stuff that only encouraged me to tell her more. Shirley asked me if I ever had a massage. I told her no, that I knew about them, but no one ever gave me one, that my mom would rub my back but that was all. She asked me if I would like one and I told her sure. She had me lay on the couch on my tummy and she knelt next to me. She started very slowly around my neck then my shoulders; she said it would be easier if I took off my blouse. I did, then laid back down. Shirley said since I had told her such a secret, that she should tell me one of hers.

She asked me I wanted to hear about her most memorable experience with a guy. I told her yes, I knew my body, and I knew that I had turned myself on talking to her about my day yesterday. My mind was on sex, and all I could think about right then were those boys and their dicks. How good it felt, how big they where and how I loved the way they kept fucking me. Shirley worked real slowly as she told me about her experience. When she was 18 and it was her boyfriend, she told me how he caressed her, massaged her breast, lovingly kissed, and sucked Escort Bayan Gaziantep her nipples. As she was talking I felt her hands on my back and was very conscious that she was working her way to the sides of my bra then to the back. I felt her un-snap it and at the same time she said, “there, that should feel better, besides, it’s just us girls.” It did feel good; I was having trouble just keeping a steady breath. I saw so turned on in fact that I was thinking of excusing my self to go to her bathroom and masturbate real quick, My crotch felt on fire, I had to climax soon or go crazy, I was just so fucking hot.

I felt her work her hands up my back, and it felt so good. I felt her hands to the sides of my breast, and it felt wonderful, she worked down my back and slowly to my butt. Shirley worked and kneaded my cheeks, it was wonderful. As she worked my cheeks I guess my skirt had some how worked it’s way up enough for her to see I wasn’t wearing panties. She said to me “I see you forgot your panties somewhere today, are you sure that was yesterday that you fucked those two boys and not today before you came over here?” I did get embarrassed then, I told her, that I never wore panties except on the heavy days of my period. I told her that was the only days I would wear any.

She made a humming sound and worked down my legs, all the time telling me how her boyfriend made her feel good, she told me about him licking her between her legs, and how he fingered her to a couple climax’s. When she went down my right leg she massaged the out side of it, when she started to work her way back up, she was working the inside of it, and was opening my legs for her hands to knead my muscles. I felt her fingers working closer and closer to my crouch, and just about the time I expected her to touch it, she moved down the inside of my left leg. I was very horny and I was almost afraid that Shirley might notice. She worked her way back up to my back and then my neck. Then she said, “all right sweet heart, the back is down, now turn over”. I did, and she remarked how lovely I looked as she starting at my shoulders. She started to rub and down each arm, she worked my fingers and back up the arm. After she did both arms she told me it would be easier if we moved to her bed, so I got up and went with her to her bedroom and on arrival, Shirley told me to lay on the bed, but to first take off my skirt.

I guess, she felt my uneasiness, and said, “If it makes you feel better I’ll take off mine also, were all girls here” and so I slipped out of what little I had on and laid down on my back in the middle of her bed. Shirley told me to close my eyes and relax, to think pleasant thoughts. (Hell the only thoughts I had were pleasant nasty sexual thoughts) all I could thing of was how many times I enjoyed a climax the day before. I felt her hands start to massage my feet, she worked the toes, and the bottoms of each foot. (It felt so wonderful) She lifted my right foot up and kissed it. She sucked the toe’s one at a time and as she lowered my foot back to the bed, she kept kissing it. I felt her kiss my ankle, and then she started bringing her kisses up the out side of my right leg. As she worked her way up kissing, she stopped just long enough to say, “This is a lip massage.” Her hands kept rubbing my right leg as she went back to kissing me. It seemed as if she could not get enough pleasure making me feel good. She worked her way up to my hips, and then my side, her hands were now gliding all over my body, she would brush the top of my bush once and a while and then my tummy, and around my breast. It seemed like she was going out of her way not to touch my breast or my bush. (Know I was breathing hard, very hard. I knew this was an outward sign that I was truly hot as hell. I know my pussy; I just knew that right now all kinds of juice was oozing out of me.)

Shirley worked her mouth up to my shoulder, and then she worked down my arm to my hand. There she did the same thing as she did my foot. She kissed it, and then sucked on each finger one at a time after what seemed like forever, she worked back up my arm to my neck. Kissing me all over, my neck, she moved to my face, she kissed my forehead, my brows my closed eye lids, my nose, my cheeks, my ears, where she stayed for a long time. I wanted to touch myself so bad, but I didn’t want to touch myself in front of her. She moved back to my cheeks and then started kissing me around the outside of my mouth. I wanted to feel her soft lips on my lips, but she would not kiss me. She moved to my other ear, and I was going nuts with desire.

I was moaning, and as she kissed me she had to kneel next to me, our bodies were touching, and she felt so nice and soft. Her breast would hang and touching my skin. I was so sensitive to the touch I could feel her hard nipples touching my skin. Slowly she worked her way back to my neck and I swear I never knew how kissing me in and around my ears and neck would make my pussy throb with desire but it did, oh boy did it ever. It seemed that my clit was tingling with each kiss she gave me, I moaned now with each touch because I felt pleasure with her lips gently touching me. (I could not help it). Shirley slowly started to work her way down my left side, down my left arm, to my hand, repeating the process that she did to my right; she then worked back up and then started down my left side. Coming to my left breast, she started to kiss all around it, circling it and slowly making the circle smaller and smaller and each kiss brought her lips closer to my now very hard nipples.

It was a long time before I felt her circling my left nipple, Just as I thought she was going to kiss my nipple and put it in the her wet mouth, she moved away from it to my right breast. There she repeated the process. And like before; just as the only skin left not touched was my nipple, she moved away from it. Right now thinking of that, I can almost feel the heat that I felt that day. I could still feel her mouth start kissing under my bottom lip. I moved to kiss her, but she moved her mouth and started kissing me with very wet kisses down my breastbone. She kissed me down between my breast, and to my belly. On reaching my navel, She tongued it, I recall how I moved my right hand to my crotch, and as my fingers touched my clit, her hand picked it up and moved it to my side.

She stopped kissing me just long enough to tell me not to do that. Then I felt her mouth move down to the top of my red bush. She was now straddling my leg, and I could feel her breast on my thigh, and I swear I felt just for a moment her crotch cuddle my foot. I felt her kiss along my hair patch and she opened my legs up and wide to kiss in between them. She kissed the side of my bush and started giving me wet kisses down the inside of my inner thigh. Down to my calf when she reached my foot she told me to turn over on to my tummy. I did and she started to kiss me going up my other leg on the inner calf, then the inner thigh, as she worked up I kept spreading my legs, and I gave her as much room as I could. She again worked her way to the edge of my bush. My skin was tingling, I could hardly breath, all I could think of was her lips, so wet, so soft, so wanting. Shirley was teasing me,

She was working me to a frenzy. To a state of want that I had never experienced with my brother or any boy or group of boys. She worked her way out to the cheeks of my ass, and she kissed and kissed me all over and worked her way to the top of my ass. Then she started to work down, and as she did, she pulled apart my cheeks, I felt her move down and I felt her start to kiss all around my butt-hole.

I know I had a steady moan coming out of me by then, and I felt her tongue touch me the center of my asshole. Then I felt her as she stuck her tongue in as deep as she could inside my asshole as far as it would go. I was so worked up my whole body shook and I shuddered in a wonderful mind blowing climax. I had not touched my self and she did she touch my pussy yet I was riding a wonderful very hard climax. As I was finishing my climax, Shirley moved her tongue from my ass, and worked her way down my crack, I could feel every nerve in my lips tingle as her tongue touched them, I felt her tongue start to lick up and down my now very open slit. Then she went further down and her tongue found my clit. She stopped only long enough to say with a very hot excited voice “My God you are so wet, you’re oozing with nectar”

I was arching my butt up to give her full access. She did wonderful things to it, and she then began to suck very lovingly on it. I started to feel another strong slow building climax coming on me again. When I finished that one, she rolled me over onto my back and slowly worked her way up my tummy kissing, and kissing. She got to my breast and then she took my nipples and sucked them with love one at a time. After a while she worked her way up to where she was looking right at my face. She lovingly held my face as she knelt over me and kissed me, she kissed me in a way I never had been kissed before. It made me tingle I felt her tongue slowly work it’s way into my mouth, and I sucked on it the way she had sucked my fingers and toe’s. When she withdrew it, I put my tongue in hers.

I felt wonderful and with my opened eyes, I was looking at the most beautiful person that I had ever seen. She was radiant. She finely spoke. She told me we must not tell anyone about this, that no one would understand, and she asked me if I would promise. I agreed, and told her, no one ever made me feel the way she did. She moved and lay next to me, her hand fell to my pussy, and I felt her fingers start to rub my clit and every now and then slide into my hole. She asked me if I liked it, I told her yes and asked her not to stop. She then asked me if I wanted to touch her, I told her yes, and reached for her bush. Her pussy was also open, and she was also very wet and slippery. When my fingers touched her, she moaned very loud, it told me how much she loved it, I worked her the way I would do myself, and as I did, her fingers did the same to me. She brought her lips to mine again, and we kissed again,

She started to move her hips to meet my fingers, as I would slide them into her. She wrapped her arm around me and pulled me tight against herself. Her body shook and I knew she was having a climax. It made me want to work faster and harder to please her, as she was doing to me. When I felt her relax her arm and slow down fingering me, I asked her if I could do to her what she did to me. She said sure, and told me to get above her and to put my legs on each side of her head. I did, and I started to kiss her around her black bush. Her legs were open and I could see her swollen lips, brown on the sides and very pink inside. I could see her hole tiny and open, I licked and kissed the sides, Shirley moaned and would tell me how to lick and kiss, and how to pull in a side lips and suck on it. I felt her fingers working in and out my own hole and I felt her using a finger to go in and out my butt hole.

Taking her lead I started to do the same things she was doing to me, it did not take long before we both were going faster and faster. I had a feeling she was going to climax, and thinking that made me want to climax. Man looking back at all that right now, it is like it was all happening right now, (instead of 17 years ago.)

Shirley and I stayed in her bed till it was very dark outside. We got up and took a shower, washing each other. She fixed us a sandwich, and we had another glass of wine, and she asked me again when my head was clear of lust not to tell a soul, not even my brother. Some time that evening I did tell her about Bill. I told her that we were so close that we had sex almost every night. She also told me to make sure that I never told anyone else that and she asked me to promise that I would not tell Bill what we had done. She told me that I should use protection and if I needed condoms to let her know, she would give me all that I would want. She explained to me that if Bill got me pregnant our baby would be born looking very freakish.

I promised her that I would not tell a soul, and since my folks did not expect me home until Sunday afternoon, I asked her that if I could stay with her till then and she could teach more about sex with another woman. How I recall her smile, of course she told me, I sent the kids to my sisters so we could be alone this whole weekend. She told me how she felt I was a free spirit and that I just may enjoy learning some new things. I told her, I had arranged for my brother to come over Saturday while she was to be gone and that we had planned to have sex all day. Laughing Shirley asked me if I had my period for the month yet. I told her no, she then asked me if Bill would mess with me when I was on my period. I told her no, She said that I should call him and tell him I started my period that afternoon. And we better wait until after I got home and was off my period. I called, and Bill was mad, but I know him, he will get over it…

Shirley made us something to eat we had some more wine. And talked at the kitchen table. She sat across from me with a T-shirt, and asked me how I felt about having sex with a woman; I told her that I loved it. That making love with her was soft and nice. That kissing her was different, that she did not seem to be in any hurry like guys are. I recall she asked how I liked licking her, I told her that I thought it was the greatest thing I have ever tried. As we sat at the table talking, I noticed her right arm was moving. I knew instantly that she was rubbing and fingering herself as we talked. Knowing that got to me and it made me horny, real horny. Some how I knew Shirley was into sex as much if not more than I was. I wanted to turn her on more I loved feeling that nasty. When she asked me, if I ever used anything to masturbate with yet? I told her I had used lots of things, When Shirley asked me what kind of things, I told her that when we started using things in me, no matter what we used, I always had a climax. (Sitting here, remembering this has got me so fucking hot, I never thought I could get so turned on from something that happen 17 years ago, shit I have caused a big wet spot on this chair) I told her that we used pencils, pen’s, eraser’s, hair brush handle, screwdrivers handles, deodorant bottles, wooden toilet paper holders, hot-dogs, pickles, carrot’s, candles, sausage’s, toys and a whole lot more.

She asked me if I ever saw a dildo? I told her, I did not know what she was talking about. She told me it was a rubber thing that looked like a man’s dick, it felt like a man’s dick, but never went soft like a man’s dick. Then she asked me what was the biggest thing I ever had inside of me. I told her I screwed a man that was 27, and his dick was huge. That is when I told her how Bill and I made extra money, that I was having sex for money with men & boys that I had been for the last two years.

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It was choir tour and I was rooming with my friends Tracy, Anna, and Juliet. I had had a crush on Juliet for a couple of years by this point, even though I hadn’t even known her name let alone talked to her until this year. I had always been attracted to her physically. She was very much my type: gorgeous, voluptuous curves, long dark hair, glasses–all my ideals. Now, after getting to know her, I was becoming attracted to her on other levels as well. She was intelligent, funny, and extremely musically talented–again, all things that I found to be major turn-ons.

One night after a full day of traveling and performing, it was finally time to lay back, relax, and enjoy some down time. Tracy was going out with her boyfriend, Jared, who sang in the tenor section in choir with us, and Anna decided to head down to the pool with some of our other friends, leaving Juliet and I alone in the room. We changed into our pajamas and after watching a little TV and making a valiant attempt to do some homework, we got to chatting about boyfriends she’d had, girlfriends and boyfriends I’d had, and crushes we’d both had.

“So how are things going with Miguel?” I asked, referencing her most recent boyfriend.

“We just broke up actually,” she said, disappointment obvious in her voice.

“I’m so sorry to hear that, hun,” I replied, “Can I ask why?”

“I’ve had my fair share of boyfriends,” Juliet began, “but Miguel was the first really serious one. He wanted to… you know… do things with me that I just wasn’t ready for, things that I had no desire to do.”

“Well that makes sense, I mean, if you weren’t ready you should wait…”

“It wasn’t just a matter of simply waiting till I’m ready,” she interrupted defensively. “I am ready. Just not with him. I’ve always been slightly uncomfortable with the guys that I’ve been with. Miguel was the first one that I’d comfortable enough with to go further than just kissing, and even though I thought I was ok with that, it was still awkward for me.”

“What exactly do you mean when you say that guys make you feel awkward?” I asked, trying to mask the wishful thinking from my face and yearning in my voice.

“I don’t even know how to describe it. The boys I’ve been with just always seemed to fall short of my expectations. When I’d kiss them, something didn’t feel right. It wasn’t what I wanted. I don’t even know if this makes any sense…” she trailed off.

“I Antep Bayan Escort think I can understand. That’s how I used to feel before I realized that I was gay, before I came out.”

“Are you saying that you think I might be gay?” Juliet asked, a curious look on her face.

“No, not necessarily,” I began. “I’m just trying to relate to you, to comfort you.”

“Thanks,” she replied, reaching across the expanse between to two beds to grab my hand. “Your concern means a lot to me. You’re a good friend.”

“You’re welcome”

Our eyes met, and we stayed in that position, gazed and fingers locked for what felt like forever, though it was only for a moment. A loud noise from the TV that was still on startled us back to the present.

“So, Alexa,” Juliet began in a slightly nervous yet lusty tone, “I’ve been getting the impression, even before this conversation tonight, that you like me, as more than a friend. Is this true? Do you really have a crush on me?”

Busted! I’d had crushes on straight friends before, but I didn’t think it was that obvious this time around. What else could I do but be honest? After all, she was my friend.

“You have a lot going for you, Juliet. You’re smart, talented, funny, fun to be with, and not to mention completely gorgeous. What’s not to like? Any guy would be lucky to have you. But,” I continued, “just because I do have feelings for you doesn’t mean I’ll act on them. You’re my friend and I wouldn’t want to ruin that.”

“That’s too bad,” Juliet replied, moving from her bed to mine to sit next to me. “I think you were actually on the right track when you implied that I could be gay.”

“I never meant to imply that…”

She held her finger to my lips, shushing me. “I figured you had feelings for me for quite sometime and lately I found myself wondering what it would be like to kiss another woman… to kiss you.”

And with that, Juliet leaned in and kissed me. I obliged and kissed her back, gently at first, then more intensely, pulling her down onto the bed with me. I rolled her onto her back and began to ravage my way down her neck. I could tell by the little moans escaping her mouth that she was enjoying herself. As my hand subconsciously began to creep its way under her tank-top and up towards her naked breasts, I paused briefly to make sure she was ok with everything.

“Please, Alexa!” she pleaded. “Don’t stop!”

With that her tank-top came off, as well as my own. I began kissing her neck again, gradually making my way down to her perfect, round, C-cup breasts. I played with one of her already hardened nipples with my tongue before taking it into my mouth, causing her to moan even louder and her breathing to quicken. I rolled her other nipple around between my fingers.

After alternating these actions between her two nipples, I began to set my sights elsewhere, kissing my way down her stomach and her hips. When I reached her hips, she let out a yelp that I was sure the choir members in the neighboring room heard. I needed to hear that again. I traced a line with my tongue to her other hip and received the same reaction. I continued tracing that line, pausing each time when I’d reach the bone to let my tongue play. Her thrashing and jerking and little yelps told me that I was driving her wild. I wanted to drive her even closer to the edge.

As I began to pull off her pajama bottoms, I again paused to ask if she wanted me to continue. As if to say yes, she pulled me on top of her, began sucking on one of my very perky nipples, and pulled off my pajama bottoms.

“Mmmm, harder, rougher,” I moaned pleadingly.

Juliet honored my wishes, biting down on my nipple in her mouth and twisting my other one roughly between her fingers. After enjoying the attention for a while, I kissed her on the lips and resumed my path down her torso and finished pulling off her bottoms, revealing her already wet pussy.

“I’ve never done this before,” Juliet said looking me directly in the eye as if to convey her seriousness, “not even with a guy, but I trust you Alexa. You make me feel more comfortable and more myself than any of my other friends and any guy I’ve ever been with. Alexa, I really want my first time to be with you.”

She leaned in and kissed me gently. With this encouragement, I spread apart her already juicy lips and began to lightly flick her clit with my experienced tongue. What my tongue lacked in size I made up for with enthusiasm and ability. I quickened my pace and applied more pressure. Her body began to shake and her moans grew louder and louder as she began to approach her breaking point. But I didn’t want her first orgasm to pass so quickly, so I backed off a little, moving my tongue about in slower circles.

“Please, Alexa! More! Faster! Fuck me please!” she pleaded.

I quickened my circles. I took her entire clit into my mouth, sucking off all of Juliet’s sweet juices. She began to squeal and I knew again that she was approaching orgasm. As I slipped my tongue inside her virgin pussy, her body began to convulse uncontrollably.

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed.

“I prefer goddess,” I replied wittily.

“That was amazing” she said exhausted.

“Don’t get tired on me now,” I said. “I’m not done with you yet. That was just the beginning.”

A confused look crossed her face. “Just the begin…”

I interrupted her with a kiss. As we continued kissing, I slowly and gently I wriggled a finger into her hot pussy. A squeal of glee escaped her lips. She was way too tight for more than one, but I knew I wouldn’t need more than that anyway to make her cum. As I pumped my finger in and out, she began to beg for more.

I quickened both my pace and began kissing her neck. She moaned with pleasure. I began to kiss my way down to that magic spot on her hips that I had found before. As I reached the spot, I pushed in a little further, reaching her g-spot. This combination sent her body into a series of spasms as she reached full-tilt orgasm. She grabbed my hair, moaning, and pushed my face into her cunt. I greedily licked up all of her sweet juices that were flowing out over my hand.

I gradually slowed my pace as her body started calming. I pulled my finger out, sucking it clean and then proceeded to wipe my face clean. I crawled next to Juliet and laid next to her, wondering if the choir members in the room next-door had heard everything and knew what had just taken place. I could tell Juliet was exhausted; her breathing was heavy as starred at me with wide-eyed amazement.

“So,” I began, “How was that for your first time?”

“It was everything I’d imagined and more,” Juliet replied. “But next time, I think I’ll have to return the favor.”

“Next time?” I inquired.

“Yes, next time. But for right now we should probably find our pajamas and return to our respective beds before Anna and Tracy get back; it is almost curfew.”

And with that we pulled our pajamas back on. We shared one last embrace and one final kiss before Juliet crawled back into her own bed. The other girls came back a little while later for curfew, completely unaware of the events that had taken place only minutes before.

“So what did you girls do tonight?” Anna asked.

“Not much,” Juliet replied, sending a sly wink in my direction.

“Not much at all,” I confirmed, returning the wink.

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