Older Neighbor Moves Nextdoor Ch. 04

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The next morning was Saturday. I woke up hard like usual. I thought about Marie and what had happened yesterday; we’d played with her new rabbit toy and she had let me fuck her tits and later blew me. I reached for my phone and looked at the two pictures I’d taken yesterday. The first one was Marie with her tits, chest and bra covered in my cum, the second was her showing off her mouth full of my cum pooled in it. I got harder looking at the photos, and normally I would’ve jerked off, but I didn’t that morning. I wanted to wait to be with Marie.

We had been progressing sexually over the past few days and it had been some of the best experiences of my life. But more importantly, we were progressing along emotionally too. Hours were spent just being together and talking. We were quickly getting to know each other on a deep level. I guess that’ll happen when a pandemic won’t allow you to go anywhere and you spend all your free time with someone.

I wished we could go out together, but eating at a restaurant wasn’t worth the risk. So we either ordered contactless delivery, or she would cook for us. I had offered to cook, but my culinary skills were pretty lame. But I had been picking up a few things from helping Marie in the kitchen. I was definitely heading toward “smitten” territory. I knew the age difference bothered her more than it bothered me, but I think she was moving in the relationship direction too. Which is what I wanted. That’s what I wanted in the long run, right now however, I wanted alleviate this hard-on. I wondered if it was too early to go across the hall to Marie’s place.

I texted her.

Erik: Hey beautiful, are you up?

Marie: Just before you texted. I was looking at those pics you took. So hot!

E: I was too. 🙂

M: Oh yeah? Are you jerking off over there without me?

E: No, I need to, but I haven’t touched it.

M: Show me. 😉

I smiled and took a picture of my dick. It was standing straight up while I was laying in bed. I sent it to her.

M: That looks good enough to eat.

E: Your turn now.

About 30 seconds passed until I received a picture from her. It was a close up of her pussy. With her left hand, she was spreading her outer lips apart to show me the wet, pink inner lips. Her blond bush above it was just barely catching some sunlight from the window and it turned gold. Damn it was hot.

M: Get over here.

E: omw!

I got out of bed, slipped on some sweats and a t-shirt and went across the hall. The door was unlocked for me. Marie met me at the door wearing only a large t-shirt. It just barely went down past her pussy. If she moved or bent over, I’d be able to see it. She stepped into my arms and kissed me.

I asked “what do you want to do this morning?”

She thought about it for a second and said “I want to try out my other new toy. And there’s something else I want you to do, but only if you’re into it.”

I said “anything, just name it.”

She smiled and explained “well, the other day when we first masturbated together, when you got off, some of your cum hit my cheek. I’ve been thinking about it for days now, and how you’ve gotten off on my boobies and in my mouth and it’s all so hot for me. Hotter than I would’ve expected to be honest. My husband would usually only cum inside me. I was wondering, if you didn’t think it would be too slutty, will you cum on my face?”

Holy shit, she wanted a facial! That was something that I’d only ever seen in videos. I said “absolutely! That’s every dude’s fantasy! I would love to give you a facial. And as far as I’m concerned, there’s no such thing as too slutty.”

She smiled, took my hand and led me to her bathroom. She pushed her shower maltepe escort curtain aside, then stepped into her bedroom and came back with the purple dildo. It was pretty large. It was bigger than my dick but was only a little thicker and had a suction cup on the bottom. Marie stuck it onto the lip of her bathtub. Testing the grip, she pulled on it and it was stuck well.

She smiled and said “jeez, that thing is big. It might be too big for me.”

I suggested “use lube. That should make it easier.”

She nodded and took out a bottle of KY jelly from the medicine cabinet. After putting some on the rubber cock, she stroked it to get it ready and slick. After cleaning her hands off, she took her night shirt off. I loved her body. Big tits that drooped somewhat, a little extra weight around her tummy, thick hips and thighs, a gorgeous pussy with a hairy blond bush, and a fantastic round ass. My cock was fully hard after seeing her beautiful naked body. She rubbed my dick through my sweats for a few seconds and then told me strip. I dropped them and got rid of my shirt.

I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. I reached around her and squeezed her big butt cheeks and pulled her toward me. My dick rubbed against her pubic hair and she moaned quietly.

I asked “you ready to get on that toy?”

She raised an eyebrow and nodded. She went to the tub and used a hand to guide the head of the dildo into her pussy. Slowly and with a few stops and starts, she lowered herself onto the toy. Once her ass was on the lip of the tub, she sighed because the toy was fully inside of her cunt.

She said “whoa, wow, fuck. I am filled. Give me your cock now.”

I didn’t need a second invitation. As she slowly started to fuck herself with the mounted dildo, she took my cock into her mouth and started sucking it. Marie moaned around my cock in her mouth and started to hump the toy harder. She was alternating from grinding her pussy on it and raising and lowering herself on it. I took note of how she rode it. I’d try to replicate the motions if/when we finally had sex.

I asked “how does it feel to have a cock in your mouth and a rubber one in your snatch?”

She took my dick out of her mouth and said “dirty, but so good. I love your prick.”

She then sucked me back into her mouth with a slurping sound. The dildo was making squishy wet sounds in her pussy as she started humping it faster. I moaned from the sensation from her mouth. Half of my shaft was in her mouth and she was licking the underside of my cock. At the same time, Marie was rocking her hips back an forth, fucking herself onto the toy.

After a couple of minutes, she stopped moving her pussy on the dildo. She looked up at my face, opened her mouth wider, and then slowly took my whole dick into her mouth. I groaned out loud as she deep throated my prick. She kept my whole dick in her mouth for a few seconds as she breathed through her nose. Then she dragged her lips the length of my shaft until just the head was in her mouth. She started humping the toy harder again, and swirled her tongue all over my tip. Marie used one hand stroke my shaft while the tip was in her mouth, and the other to massage my balls. I was desperately trying to hold out, but the deep throat and stimulation was quickly becoming too intense.

I said “god, I’m gonna cum!”

She slipped her mouth off of my cock and said “yes! Jerk off on my face, please!”

Marie was thrusting her pussy up and down on the dildo, the force of the humping was making her big tits bounce and wobble. I stroked my cock quickly until my orgasm hit me. With a harsh groan, my first shot of cum roped out and landed on her upper lip and the bridge of her nose.

When escort maltepe my cum hit her, she practically yelled out “huh! Uh! Whoa fuck! Cumming!”

She bucked her hips hard and her whole body shook as she moaned with a rough voice. My second shot splattered on her forehead and hairline. Another big shot of my white spunk landed on her left eye, forcing her eye closed. One last spurt landed on her lower lip and into her mouth. The whole time I was cumming on her beautiful face, she shuddered and moaned through her orgasm.

Out of breath, she looked at me with just her right eye open and said “holy hell. You cum is so warm! I came so hard. Am I covered? It feels like I am.”

She stood up on rubbery legs. The dildo made a wet squelching sound as her pussy slid off of it. She went to the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked at her cummy reflection for nearly 10 seconds.

She then whispered “shit this hot. Can you take a picture again? I want to remember my first facial. Did you like that? I hope you did because I love your cum all over my face Erik.”

I reached into my sweats on the floor and grabbed my phone. I snapped a couple of pics of the my sticky white cum that was on her forehead, lips, nose and left eye. I said with a laugh “I loved it. I’ll cum on your face every day if you’ll let me.”

She smiled, stretching the cum that was on her lips and turned on the sink faucet. With a wash rag, she cleaned off all of the spunk on her face. Once her face was cleaned, she kissed me again and said “thank you. That was a very recent fantasy for me. I didn’t even know that I liked getting cum on my face until it accidentally happened the other day.”

I said “no problem, I’m glad you liked it. That was one of most intense orgasms of my life. How was your other new toy?”

She thought about it for a second and said “big. I liked it, and I liked the control the suction cup gave me, but damn, it beat me up. My cunny is a little sore now. That will have to be an every-once-in-a-while toy. I’m starving now. Want some breakfast?”

I nodded and we went to the kitchen. We didn’t bother getting dressed. I think we both wanted more after we ate. We fixed eggs and sausage and then we sat and ate at her small kitchen table. Halfway through our meal and conversation, I felt her foot rubbing up my leg. I was already semi-erect since her naked boobs were on display as she ate, and I quickly became fully hard again when I felt her toes brush my dick.

When our plates were empty, she asked “you ready again?”

I replied “yes, what do you want to do this time? I’m game for anything. Want to let me go down on you?”

She asked “do you really want to? I thought guys didn’t like doing that.”

I said “I like to. A lot. And you’ve blown me, it’s only fair that I return the favor. Let me eat your gorgeous pussy and we’ll figure out getting me off after that.”

Marie smiled and said “okay, if you’re really okay with it. Just give me one sec.”

She went to the bathroom and came back with my phone. She sat on the couch and said “I want to look at those pictures while you lick my pussy. Is the couch going to be comfortable for you?”

I grinned and nodded. I unlocked my phone for her and got down on my knees in front of her spread legs. She was already wet and I very gently licked her slit from bottom to top. Her body shivered and she made a small moaning noise.

I asked “when was the last time you were eaten out?”

She thought about it for a second and said “my late husband didn’t like to, so it’s probably nearly 20 years ago. I had a very satisfying sex-life with him, but it was just something he didn’t like to do. So I never pressured him for it. That’s maltepe escort bayan why I was surprised when you said you liked it.”

She was about to find out just how much I liked it. I didn’t enjoy the taste really, but I didn’t enjoy anything as much as making sure my partner received as much pleasure as I could give them. I licked up and down a few more times before pushing my tongue inside her lips. She bucked her hips against my lips when I did and I started moving tongue back and forth inside her. My nose was pressed up against her curly, blond bush. I was hard, but it would be my turn after she was finished.

I heard her breathing getting faster and glanced up. She was looking between me, and my phone. I really must have been good in a past life or something. A beautiful, sexy woman that loved my cum and wanted sex as badly as I always did, and she moved right next door! I gave her another few minutes of that before I moved my tongue up to her clit. I began to swirl my tongue around it and flick it quickly. Marie made a whimpering sound as I sucked her clit between my lips.

She dropped my phone onto the couch next to her, and put both of her hands into my hair. She curled her fingers in my hair and said “oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck…”

I was still sucking and licking her clit furiously as she pulled my face harder into her soaked pussy. I knew she was about to cum because I heard her hold her breath. I licked her clit even faster until her legs shook and she pushed her pussy harder onto my mouth. I tasted her cum as her pussy flooded with more juice. She let out an “aahhh” like a woman dying of thirst who had just drank ice cold water.

I kept right on sucking and licking through her orgasm, until she pushed my forehead back and away saying “oh god stop. You’re going to kill me. My god that was so good.”

She laid back on the couch catching her breath with her eyes closed. Her legs were still spread wide, her freshly eaten pussy was dripping wet, her large tits were pulled down toward her sides by gravity. She was so fucking sexy. I stood up and started stroking my cock. I was going to jerk off and cover her whole body in jizz. I stroked my hard dick faster and Marie opened her eyes and noticed what I was doing. Her face lit up and she smiled wide.

She encouraged me “yeah baby, stroke your dick for me. I want another big load of cum. I love that white sticky stuff. Come on. Faster. Jerk it faster.”

Her dirty talk was turning me on even more and I was already close to cumming after going down on her for the past 15 minutes. I made sure I was looking her in the eyes since she liked that and I felt my orgasm start. I came so hard for this woman. My cum flew out. A big thick rope of it landed in the wide cleavage caused from her boobs sagging toward her sides. Another plopped onto her stomach near her belly button. A third shot flew and hit her neck. I was nearly finished and pointed my cock toward her bush for the remaining couple of spurts. She was plastered from bush to neck in my hot thick jizz.

She handed me my phone and said “damn! I can’t believe you could cum this much after just getting off an hour ago! Take a picture.”

I took a couple pics and said “I probably couldn’t have done that with another woman. You’re just too sexy. You can make me hard with a glance.”

She smiled and said “your dick knows how to make a gal feel sexy, that’s for sure. I need to shower now though. Care to join me?”

We went to the bathroom and showered together. We didn’t fool around, but my dick got hard again. She laughed and said something about insatiable young men, but we were both pretty much spent from the morning. We spent the rest of the afternoon naked, just watching tv and movies. We laughed and had a good time. We’d probably get off again that evening. But if we didn’t, that was okay too. We were together and that’s what mattered.

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It was no secret that she liked to flaunt a little skin. Her tops were always low cut and she liked clothes that clung to her curves. It wasn’t necessarily that she liked a lot of attention from other men, no, she just liked the way it seemed to turn on her man. Men get that visceral thrill when they know other guys are checking out what they’ve got and wishing they had a piece of that action.

Hitting the beach that afternoon had seemed like a good idea at the time. Neil had been a bit preoccupied lately and she’d been feeling neglected. It wasn’t that he wasn’t attentive in bed, he definitely had a healthy appetite sexually. It was that primal part that she loved bringing out in him, that need to possess her body, mind, and soul. She craved that hint of dark pleasure that came out in him and was definitely one to seek it out. She’d never been the type of woman to like the whole caveman routine, but something in him drew out the submissive in her.

It was the way he left his hand on her ass in public, like he just didn’t care what anyone thought. How his kisses were always an imitation of his cock in her pussy. His take charge attitude in just their everyday lives.

So, when he’d been up to an afternoon at the beach she’d decided to push the envelope a bit. She’d bought this little pink string bikini at the beginning of summer, but hadn’t had the nerve to wear it yet. Normally, if she were at the beach by herself or with a girlfriend she kept everything as in place as possible. Hitting the gym with her personal trainer had been paying off, her stomach was flatter than it had ever been, but she wasn’t one to become a skinny mini. She liked her curves and more than that, she loved the way he appreciated them.

When he’d been loading up the car, she dashed into the bathroom putting on the pink floss as she knew Neil would call it. The triangles barely covered her 42dd breasts, but by some great feat of engineering her tatas were barely defying gravity. The bottom to the two piece was a thong that tied on the sides. She slipped a white sleeveless coverup over the bikini, so he couldn’t see what she was showing off. Pulling her ebony colored hair back into a ponytail she grabbed her obscenely priced chanel oversized sunglasses and slipped them on. Even a day at the beach had to be choreographed for maximum glamour. She slipped on her diamond studs, the silver starfish necklace that Neil had gotten her on their first anniversary, and put on some lipgloss. Lipgloss only heightened the attention towards her very full kissable lips.

A shout from the truck reminded her to get her cute ass moving, so with a little smile to herself in the mirror she dashed out to the car. It took about thirty minutes to get to the beach and the whole way he was listening to the A’s game. So far, her little plan wasn’t even near starting and once again his attention was on something other than her. She pulled a magazine out of her tote and began reading. Counting off the time till she got to show him what he was missing.

The beach was packed and she heard him grumble a bit under his breath as they found parking. She knew it had been her spur of the moment of the idea and he really did hate telling her no. So, silently she gave him bonus points for coming out to make her happy. She knew he was the early to rise and start bursa escort out type of guy. They pulled everything out and made their way to the beach. Walking a little ahead of him, so she could pick the spot out, she gave her ass a little extra wiggle for him. She thought she heard a low moan escape him and let out a little laugh.

“Baby, let’s set up here, I wanna lay out,” she called out dropping her stuff to the sand.

She was carrying their blue umbrella, so she pulled it out and set it up for them. Putting her towel down on the sand she dug through her bag for her tanning lotion. She was already a lovely shade of honey brown, but she meant to catch some extra areas in this suit. Waiting until he’d put everything down and settled himself down in his chair with a book, she pulled her cover up off.

“Honey, it’s a bit warm, I’m gonna dunk myself in the water and be right back,” she said trying hard to fight back a case of the giggles.

He glanced her way as she began walking to the water’s edge and had to look twice, because he couldn’t believe what she had on. Her ass was bare to the world to see and her boobs were almost bare to the world. Staring for a few minutes in shock he let himself admire the view and then the view really hit him. She was in the water now and there was already some muscle bound lothario trying to chat her up. Fucking eh!

Normally, he wouldn’t have cared. She was a good looking woman and she got a lot of second glances, and he knew she liked to dress herself up. It actually turned him on to know how she liked to dress for him, but this, this was different. Any limits she may have had were gone. Apparently, she had lost whatever sense God had given her.

She looked back his way and waved and he could have sworn he was holding his breath waiting for one of those nice big brown aureolas to flash him. His groin tightened and he felt himself hardening. Bending over she gave him and the entire beach a perfect view of her grade A ass and his temper flared just a little. What the hell was wrong with her? That was his ass she was baring to the world. That intense feeling of ownership overwhelmed his senses, he wanted to bend that sweet behind over and mark it as his. He could just imagine paddling her ass till she was a nice bright red and then shoving his cock into her from behind. Maybe he’d take her pussy first, then make her get down on her knees…oh yeah he had some plans forming.

Coming back up to her towel, she gave him a quick smile, and then laid herself down on her back. From the way his book lay abandoned on his knee she had a sneaking suspicion that her little plan to get his attention just might be working. Just to go with the gusto, she spread her legs a bit wide, so he could get a nice view of her very bare pussy. She loved getting waxed, all that soft clean pussy to play with.

Picking up his book he started to read, but couldn’t concentrate. She placed his t-shirt over her face, so she couldn’t see him or anyone else looking at her exhibiting herself. It was really pissing him off and though he sometimes thought she took it a little far with bringing attention to herself, this was really going too far. He knew she’d been getting a lot of ogling since she’d taken off her cover up, but just the thought of another man touching her had him seeing red. bursa escort bayan It was definitely time to switch things up and get her ass home.

Getting up, he came over to her and laid down on the towel next to her. Putting his mouth to her ear he began whispering to her. Pulling the shirt away from her face she looked at him in shock. He just nodded his head once, got up, and started packing things away.

Tears prickled her eyes, but she pulled on her cover up and with jerky movements started grabbing her things. She didn’t even bother to wait for him and started walking to the car. How dare he talk to her that way. She opened up the back of the truck and started shoving her bag and one of the chairs in when she felt him lift her up by the waist and sit her down on the ledge. The tinted windows kept prying eyes out and his body blocked anyone’s view from behind. One hand grabbed the back of her head and the other slid into the bottom of her suit and slid into her pussy. Letting out a little gasp she tried to pull back, but his mouth was hungry on hers. His tongue slid against hers and he could feel her getting wetter. Lightly he slid his fingers up her clit and felt her buck.

“If you want to act like a slut, then I guess I have to show you how a slut gets treated,” he whispered in her ear, “Get your ass in the car,”

He pulled back just as suddenly and started picking things up. More pissed than before she slid out of the back of the truck and climbed into the passenger seat. He had never talked to her like that before. Picking up her cell phone she decided to give her friend Tish a call to see if she was available for the afternoon. Before she could dial she felt him grab the phone from her hands and throw it in the back of the truck.

“Apparently, you don’t seem to understand what’s going on?” he said with a thin thread of control apparent in his voice, “If you are going to act like a slut then you get treated like one. So, get down here and suck my cock,”

“I can’t believe you…,”

“You believe it and you want it. That’s why you wore that crap out on the beach like that. You want some attention from daddy, then I’m going to give it to you, but you are going to do it my way. Apparently, you seem to have forgotten who that ass belongs to. Don’t act like this isn’t what you wanted,”

He leaned over to her, one hand finding it’s way back to her clit, his mouth sucking on her earlobe.

“When I pull out on the freeway, I want you across my lap and that mouth on my dick. I want you sucking me off. I want to fuck my little slut’s mouth. Oh baby, see how wet you get when I say that. See, how much you like being my slut,”

Pulling away, he turned the truck on and backed out. She was nibbling on her bottom lip and it was just driving him crazy. He knew how turned on she got giving head and he could have nearly cum right then at the thought of it. When they got back out on the freeway he heard her undo the seatbelt and lay herself across the bench seat. He seriously loved bench seats at that moment. Undoing the button to his shorts, she pulled his cock free from his grey boxers and then her warm hot mouth closed over him. Swirling her tongue over the head of his cock her hands massaged his balls. Licking him like a lollipop she felt herself creaming. His pre cum leaked escort bursa into her mouth and she sucked him earnestly. One hand was on the steering wheel and the other was in her hair as he fucked her mouth. She lapped at him and sucked in contrast to that and he was almost ready to cum. Pulling her back he told her to sit back up and put her seatbelt back on. It took him a few minutes to reign himself in, but he had promised himself something far better.

When they got back to the house he still hadn’t said anything and she was getting a little uneasy. He still had a grim set to his face and he was so quiet. She grabbed her bag and went back to their bedroom to put her things up. Her lips still felt somewhat plump and used from the sucking off she’d given him. When she turned around from the closet it was to see him sitting on the bed with the paddle. His hat and sunglasses were gone, but not the grim expression.

“Why the hell would you wear that to the beach?”

“To get a little attention, because it doesn’t seem like anything but a baseball game does it for you anymore,” and that was the moment her brain started apologizing for saying that statement out loud, she tried backtracking, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…,”

“Right now, I really don’t care what you mean, all I want to do is remind you who you belong to and that I’m not happy. Isn’t that part of your job, baby? Keeping me happy?”

“You know I want to keep you happy,” she said quietly.

“Then come here and take your punishment like a good girl,” and she felt a shiver go down her spine.

It wasn’t bad, but this was a line that when crossed was done so completely. She knew when he pulled out the paddle that it was something more. They had only crossed this line a handful of times before, but she knew it meant he had to reassert himself over her. It was his way of reminding her that she belonged to him and him alone. Pulling off the cover up, she dropped it to the floor, next came the suit, leaving her naked to his gaze. She pulled her hair free from it’s ponytail, because she knew he liked it down.

Placing herself on the bed on all fours she heard him pulling his clothes off. Then came the first unexpected thwack of the paddle. One of his hands began to work her clit and he kept paddling. She clenched the sheets with her hands and tried not to try and squirm away. The pain and pleasure were tied together and all she could do was moan his name over and over. He didn’t hold back, paddling her ass till she was bright red. Never letting up on her clit until she was shaking from her climax.

“Someone’s been a bad girl and daddy’s got to fuck that ass,” he told her as he played her clit.

He was already so hard for her that he could barely contain his excitement. Her ass was cherry red, her pussy pink and juicy, and the sight was just too much. He used her juices to lube up his cock, but the thought of that tight little ass getting abused by his cock was just too exciting. No foreplay, no getting her ready, he just shoved in and heard her let out a little cry.

Normally, he was gentle, making sure she was ready, playing with her ass with his fingers, lubing her up. He knew she liked a good ass fucking, but he also knew she wouldn’t do it very often, because it was just as uncomfortable as it was a turn on for her. Right now, he wanted to own her, mark her, let her know that she was his. Neil rose up as he pounded into her so hard and fierce he was bruising her. She came screaming his name and he right behind her, his jizz pouring out of her ass.

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“What?” I ask in reply. “I just bought these, one could be worth millions.”

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“Hmmm…” I ponder aloud. “Let’s go outside, around the store, and we’ll discuss terms.”

You giggle and lead me outside and around to the back of the store. It’s dark outside and there is only a dim lamppost present behind the store. You push me up against the wall and unbuckle my pants, kissing me as you’re smiling and purring. As my jeans fall to the ground around my ankles you kneel before me, your warm hand on my cock, stroking slowly.

You lick around the head, then down the shaft’s underside to my balls. You suck each one into your mouth and twirl your tongue on them, then let them pop out wetly, your hand still gripping my cock. You lick your way back up and engulf the head, sucking it in, then releasing it, biting the helmet tuzla escort a bit.

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“Need more incentive?” you ask breathily.

“For possible millions? You bet your ass,” I reply.

You stand up and drop your pants to the ground, then open your buttoned shirt, exposing your luscious breasts with their hard nipples. I maneuver you to the wall, your back against it and lift up one of your legs. I rub my hard cock along your wet slit, bumping your clit as I get slickened up.

You get excited at the row of houses behind the store, seeing people moving around in their homes and backyards. I push my swollen head inside tuzla escort bayan you and you gasp a bit and raise up on your toes as my length is slowly inserted to the hilt. I begin a slow thrusting, your right hand going quickly to the wall to help balance yourself, your left hand behind my head, fingers in my hair.

Your panting and mewling drives me further on, pumping my dick into your dripping pussy with force, pushing you into the wall. We hear footsteps off to the left side of the store as the clerk takes out the trash and puts it into the dumpster. I keep fucking you as a lighter is lit and the clerk has a smoke by the dumpster. I kiss you deeply, my tongue fucking your mouth just as my dick is in your snatch, hammering home.

The clerk’s footsteps fade towards the front of the store after a couple of minutes and I pick you up off the ground to sit on my fat dick, leaning you into the wall for support. I pound you from underneath, your body jerking upward with each hard thrust.. boobs bouncing madly in my face. I lick and suck on your nipples as I fuck you in the dim light, moans escaping your lips as you soak my thighs.

Grunting with effort, I jam my cock up in your escort tuzla clenched pussy repeatedly, holding you aloft.. your legs locked at the ankles behind me. You see some folks milling about in their houses, wondering if they can see us in our hedonistic fuck behind the neighborhood store. We hear someone else’s footsteps off to the right side of the store, hear a loud belch, then breaking glass as a bottle is discarded.

Footsteps retreat again as I bounce you on my stiff member, pulling you down every time I push up inside you. My legs quake and I moan quietly into your tits as I feel your pussy spasm and drench me while I unleash a flood of cum up into you, filling your hot, tight pussy. My rhythm slows as my balls drip with our mixed juices onto the gravel below us.

You purr contentedly as your fingers entwine into my hair, tugging, as your mouth finds mine in a passionate kiss. I lower you to stand on the ground and we gather our clothes back up, dressing.

“Well? Worth it?” you grin at me. “I think it was worth it, for sure.”

“Hmmm… it just may be, at that,” I reply, stuffing the ticket into your back pocket as I kiss your tits while you try to button up your shirt.

You slap me lightly to get me off your chest and I stand up fully to cock my head at you and raise an eyebrow. We both fall into a fit of laughter as we walk hand-in-hand to your car and return home.

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Long Time Coming

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I had been struggling with feeling sexually frustrated for months. I was married for three years at the time. I had developed a fondness for handjobs. This developed for a variety of reasons. Probably the most important is that I reasoned that this was a safe way to have sexual release with someone other than my wife.

I had made the decision to go out with a couple of co-workers for lunch, both female. One was single, the other was preparing to separate from her husband of 11 years. Both were enjoying an active and free sex life, the likes of which I had left behind (or may have never known).

I always said they could trust me to give an unbiased opinion, and my candid thoughts, regarding their sexual escapades. In other words, a safe male perspective. They always enjoyed this and knew they were teasing me. I would make jokes about being aroused and do things like putting my cold drink near my crotch saying I needed to tend to my problem before I could stand up. They always laughed.

One time in particular I drove one of them back to the office. She was beautiful. She was only about 5 feet tall. She had long brunette hair and was very petite. She was clearly the more voracious of the two. She openly, always said that she was just into “Having fun.”

I really wanted her. I was rock hard the entire drive back to the office. I complained to her that I didn’t know how I was going to focus for the remainder of the day, being so aroused. She slyly said, “Well, don’t you have any porn at home?” I replied, “Yes”. She said, “Well, put it on tonight when you get home and …” She trailed off and smiled again. Her meaning was clear.

Despite the overwhelming urge to ask her to give me hand relief, I did not. I didn’t necessarily regret it. I was too scared. Let’s just say it was a long day after that.

A couple of months passed and the lunches kind of stopped. We had several of them. It was just because we all got busy and couldn’t work it out. However, I did see her late some evenings.

We usually made small talk, bursa escort and a couple of jokes about work, but none of the sexually arousing stuff that came up during lunch. Some of the small talk we had revealed that she was really hurting for money. She had a 10 year old son, was a single mom, and had recently moved to a more costly apartment. On a few occasions, I offered to buy her a coffee as a small gesture.

I missed the lunches and had not been able to forget about the teasing she had put me through. Every time I saw her I thought about how I could finagle some kind of meaningless, lust-driven, liaison with her. One night, I got my nerve up. She walked by my office to clock out, and I called her in. She began, “Hi, what’s up?”

“Listen, I know you’ve got to get home so I’ll be brief.”

“OK.”

“I miss the lunches we used to have. I really enjoyed them.” (smiling).

She smiled too and replied “Me too, we’ll have to do it again soon,” and started to walk off.

“Wait!”

She stopped and turned back. “What? Are you O.K.?”

“Listen, I’m really nervous about this. If I asked you a question could you promise that it would not come between us, or effect us here, at the office?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I want to ask you something, but do not want to offend you. You know I think you’re great. You’re professional, independent, strong, and …”

“Get to the point.”

“Would you be interested in earning a little more money?”

“How?” Her face looked slightly concerned.

I suddenly became very shy and shaky, but forced myself to continue.

“I would like to know if you’d be interested in giving me a handjob, for money, it could be our secret.”

She paused and I was terrified.

“You know I’m in a relationship, and you’re married!”

“I know. It would be something extra. You would make more in 10 to 15 minutes than you do in one hour of work here.”

Again, she paused.

“You mean here?”

“Yeah, nobody else is here when it’s late. bursa escort bayan We could go into your office. I think we’ll be less likely to disturbed there.”

“I can’t believe you’re asking me this. You know I could have your ass for this … your career!”

“I know. I’m sorry. I’m so frustrated and confused. You’re the only person I felt safe coming to with this.”

“Doesn’t your wife do this stuff for you, I mean …” “Things obviously are not as hot as they should be.

I’ve told you about this before.”

“That was months ago.”

She looked a little calmer now and kind of sighed. “Listen, I’ve got to go, we’ll talk tomorrow.”

I was very afraid. I didn’t know what was going to happen. Was she texting our boss right now? Was she calling our colleagues to say what pervert I was?

That night, I couldn’t sleep.

We were so busy the next day that I didn’t even see her until nearly 4PM. She just looked at me in passing and smiled. I still didn’t know what had happened. Every time my boss came to me I was fearful it was to fire me. Fortunately, this didn’t happen.

As the evening came to a close, and the office was nearly empty, a knock came at my door. She stood there looking at me.

“I can’t say that this doesn’t change how I think about you, but I’ve given it some thought.”

“First, I decide when this happens and how.”

“Agreed.”

“Second, I want $40 up front.”

“Agreed.”

“So come over to my office and bring some kind of lube.”

My heart was racing so hard, I thought it was going to jump out of my chest. I grabbed some of my hand lotion (which I’ve used to masturbate many times) and walked down the hall.

I sat down and she spun around in her chair.

“Money?”

I pulled out my wallet and issued her two $20 bills, fresh from the ATM. I took them out just in case. I never thought I would actually need them. I was banking on her saying “Yes”, not just because she needed money, but because she was a bad girl. She loved things escort bursa dirty and taboo.

“Take ’em off. Let’s see what you’re packing.”

I obeyed.

“I hope it gets bigger.”

“Hey, be nice.”

She smiled a little. “Finally” I thought.

“How long have you thought about this?”

“For months.”

“Mmm. Is this it? You just want me to jerk you off?”

“Yes.”

She was stroking me now, and I was rapidly becoming hard. Her eyes turned from my cock to my mine.

“You do like this, don’t you?”

“More than you know.”

I instinctively reached for her back and began to slide my hand toward her ass.

“I don’t remember saying anything about touching.”

“Please, it will help me get off quicker.”

“Hmm. Alright. If it will speed things up.”

“Would it help if I talked dirty? Would you like your secret jerking princess to use naughty words?”

“Yes.”

“Like ‘cock’? Are you gonna cum a lot? How long has it been since he’s gotten to spit?”

“It feels like forever.”

“Yeah?” “It’s so hard … Hmmm.”

“I’m gonna use my other hand to stroke your balls. You like that?”

“Oh my god yes.”

My cock was fully aroused. She teased with the gentlest of strokes. I was nearing an orgasm. I was panting and shaking slightly, tensing my ass muscles.

She sensed I was close and made full, slow strokes of my cock while finding my balls. She held them without pulling, just so they couldn’t contract when I came. Somehow, this added to my pleasure.

She said, “Oh, if your wifey could see you now. A little slut stroking your hard cock. Maybe she’ll walk in right as you .,.”

And with that, I came. Spurt after spurt jumped from my cock.

She knew to hold my cock as I came and said “Oh yeah baby, you’re so fucking bad. That’s it!”

I was spent.

The cum mostly landed on my shirt, pants, and her hands.

She let out a little laugh. “That’s nice. Good boy.”

“Oh God. Thank you. That was great.”

“Maybe next time I can strip a little, for the extra money.”

“Whatever you want.”

“I gotta wash up and go home. You better clean up, too.”

“Yeah.”

“see ya tomorrow.”

“Yeah. See ya tomorrow.”

Fin.

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Living Up to the Hype! Pt. 02

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The next morning after coffee and a shower we found ourselves in bed watching some TV. I was rubbing my hands all over my wife’s legs, her skin is so unbelievably soft. I could tell she was getting turned on again. I slowly worked by hand up her thigh and started to play with her pussy a little bit. Gently brushing my fingers over her pussy lips, I gave her clit a quick flick with my finger and I could feel her whole body shutter.

We started to kiss passionately and I continued to rub the outside of her dampening pussy and clit. Her hips began to rock slightly as she ground her body into mine. I slipped down between her legs and began to eat her pussy. I started with long licks over her entire pussy using the flat of my tongue. Then I slipped my tongue into her glistening hole. Her pussy was now flowing with sweet nectar that I couldn’t lap up fast enough. Once I had my fill of her tangy pussy juice, began to concentrate on flicking her clit with my tongue. After a minute or so I could feel her hips begin to rock in time with my tongues motions, and she was subtly pressing herself into my face trying to increase the pressure.

“Alright, that’s enough of that” she said.

I felt her hands pressing light against my head, pushing me away from the lip lock I had on her swollen clit. I was both surprised and confused at the same time. But I complied and moved back a bit on the bed.

“I think you should play with my ass some more. I really don’t think your thick cock is going to fit in there, unless you get it ready” she said with a wry smile.

She pulled her legs up to her chest, exposing her pink asshole to my view. My heart skipped a beat at the sight before me. The thick clear fluid leaking from her pussy as started to drip down onto her perfect little asshole. I just love it when she does this, such an amazing sexy bursa escort view to see her so exposed.

She did have a point, her asshole is super tight. When I play with her ass while I’m fingering her pussy or sometimes when fucking her, I can hardly manager to get one finger inside her sung hole. I happily took up the challenge of getting my thick cock to fit inside her backdoor. I moved in and gave her holes a long lick, cleaning up the pussy juice that was leaking down. I took aim at her wrinkled hole and slowly plunged my tongue in as far as it would go.

“Ummm…I don’t think that’s what I had in mind” she scolded me.

I guess this caught her a bit off guard and she jerked away from me. She flipped over onto her stomach presenting her wonderful brown bottom to me.

“I think this would be a bit more productive?” she said very coyly looking back over she shoulder.

My cock grew an extra inch as she reached out for the bottle of lube on the night stand. She handed me the bottle and reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks wide, exposing her succulent pink asshole for my viewing once again. I squirted a generous amount of lube right onto her hole. She gave a low moan as I worked a bit of the lube into her tight ass with my index finger. While she was relaxed and it had received a lot of attention the previous night, her rear entrance was still super tight and I had to work my finger in and out to open it up.

My finger began to slowly slide deeper and deeper into her snug passage as she began to relax. She responded by gently pushing back trying to get my finger to enter her even deeper. After a few minutes of this, I had a finger buried as far as it would go. She was rocking her hips back and forth and grinding her clit into the bed. I reached down to rub her clit and give her some much needed relief. bursa escort bayan Her pussy was so wet it was leaking its thick slippery juice down over her clit and on the bed. I pressed against her swollen clit and let her grind against me. I slowly worked my other finger in and out of her now relaxed asshole. I marveled at how tight the muscle gripped my finger as I pulled it out and then lunged it back inside. I imagined replacing my finger with my engorged cock.

Her eyes were closed, lost in the unique pleasure was experiencing. She continued to grind her clit hard against my other hand. I felt her body tense up as her orgasm took hold of her. Her asshole began to spasm around my finger as she the waves of pleasure pass through her body. I’ve felt her cum many times with a finger pressed against her asshole, but rarely has my finger been inside her. The feeling was unbelievable, I needed to have my cock inside her tight ass and feel her cum.

After her orgasm had subsided, I laid next to her stroking her body helping her comedown. She turned on her side and put her leg over mine and we began to gently kiss. I turned slightly and began to rub on her smooth bottom as our kissing began to intensify. I could feel how wet she still was between her ass cheeks from the combination of the lube and her leaking pussy. I pulled her cheeks apart a bit and began to message her asshole again. She surprised me by adjusting herself, giving me better access to play with her asshole while be made out. It was still relaxed and I quickly had my finger buried inside her again.

My raging hard-on was pressed against her thigh and was leaking pre-cum all over. She started to stroke me and we made out and I fingered her slippery asshole. What an incredible turn on, my heart was racing a mile a minute. I could hardly contain myself from shooting escort bursa my load all over her thigh right then.

“Are you going to cum?” She asked and stopped rubbing my cock.

“If you keep that up I will.” I responded

“I think it might be best for you not to cum right now, save it for my ass later. You do want that, don’t you? To cum in my ass?” she said with a grin. She was tickling my balls, teasing me.

“Yes, I do want to do that, but I think I can cum now and later in your ass.” I was pretty much begging.

She continued to tickle my balls and give my throbbing cock a stroke or two as she contemplated her next move.

“I think it would be fun to tease you all day, make you want me, beg me to let you cum.” She said with an evil grin.

“Wow…look at your cock! It’s so hard, it’s throbbing and purple. Maybe that would just be cruel.” She said while continuing to stroke my cock.

She stopped stroking me, I thought for a second that she was going to leave me like that all day. But I was relieved as she make her move and climbed on top of me. She positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy and began to lower herself on to me.

“You’ll have to promise to fill my ass with cum later today, or I’m going to be very upset.” She said once I was buried all the way inside her warm wet pussy.

She began to slowly bounce up and down coating my cock with her juices. Her pussy felt better than it ever has before, I was in heaven. She arched her back, showing me her wonderful plump tits. I grabbed onto them with both hands as she picked up her bouncing speed.

It was all too much for me and I emptied my built up load deep inside her. It was one of the strongest orgasms I’ve ever had. I must have squirted fifteen ribbons of hot semen into her hungry pussy. She didn’t stop bouncing until my cock had stopped twitching. I had filled her pussy so full, my cum had started to seep out around my cock and drip down to my balls.

“Wow! I hope you have some cum left for my ass this afternoon.” She winked at me.

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Lisa – Fat Friend of a Friend

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June 2nd 2006 I was sitting on my 2nd story apartment’s living room floor with my best friend Joey. It was the hottest night of the year and I had no air conditioning. I normally welcome hot days and nights considering I live in one of the coldest cities on earth but this was too much. Being young and a working student I had very little cash on hand to be out partying with so there we were sitting around talking. Joey’s cellphone rang and this is how the conversation went from what I could hear…

HEY
IM HANGING WITH DAVE.
WHO ELSE IS WITH YOU.
TRINA? NEVER MET HER.
UHH NO THANKS WE ALREADY ATE.
BYE.

WHAT THE FUCK I asked YOU’RE TURNING DOWN FREE FOOD FROM A COUPLE WOMEN WHEN WE HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO DO?

YEAH IT’S LISA, I DONT REALLY LIKE HER. He replied. They both worked at a provincial park where she would sometimes give him blowjobs on their breaks. I never met her but I heard these stories from Joey. Apparently she was overweight so he didn’t want to make it anymore than blowjobs ha ha.

I KNOW BUT SHE’S WITH A FRIEND. FAT CHICKS HAVE HOT FRIENDS. I shot back.

THEY ALSO HAVE FAT FRIENDS Joey replied.

LET’S JUST DO IT. CALL THEM BACK. LET’S ROLL THE DICE My inner sex addict was coming out.

OK FINE. Joey then pulled out his phone and called back Lisa. He told her we were up for meeting them for some dinner but they have to pay. (haha that still makes me laugh). He hung up the phone and we got in his car. On the way we decided if her friend was a giant hippo we would just order fries and bail right after we ate. We pull into the parking lot and get out of the car when I heard this noise.

KA-KLUNK. KA-KLUNK. KA-KLUNK.

I turned expecting to see some barn animal with clanky hooves grazing over to me but instead I saw the most gigantic woman I have ever seen. She was well over 6′ tall at at least 300lbs. WHAT THE FUCK. She is walking up to me eyes locked on mine. This must be Trina. In tow with this enormous Linebacker of a woman was another overweight girl but not obese like the walrus. That must be Lisa. When the KA-KLUNKing got close enough to speak to me the first thing out of her mouth was YOU HAVE TO PRETEND TO BE MY BOYFRIEND. THOSE GUYS OVER THERE ARE HITTING ON ME AND I TOLD THEM pendik escort MY BOYFRIEND IS COMING. “She” had such a man voice. UHH OK is all I can say. I already don’t want to go in. Joey and Lisa are having a greeting hug and I give Joey a look of sheer terror. He kind of smiles and shrugs like I TOLD YOU SO ASSHOLE NOW YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS.

We go into the restaurant when the hostess brings us to a booth. We awkwardly stand there unaware of how to do the seating arrangements so Joey said WHERE DO YOU GIRLS WANT TO SIT and they immediately bolted for either side of the booth forcing us to sit with them. Joey was already standing by lisa and me with the heifer so that lucky bastard got to sit with her. I flagged the waitress down waving a cloth napkin in a desperate attempt to make this quick. The ladies order a giant feast each that could feed Joey and I for a week while we ordered a small plate of fries to share.

Over the evening we were having some drinks and i began to loosen up, as how these things tend to do. The ladies shared their entire Christmas hams with us and we were beginning to have a good time. But then Lisa had to open her big stupid mouth.

DO YOU GUYS WANT TO COME TO TRINA’S HOUSE? WE HAVE A 60 OF GIN TO DRINK…

I looked at Joey. At this point in my life i NEVER turned down free booze and neither did he. The look in his eyes he said MAYBE THIS WONT BE SUCH A BAD IDEA with a slight shrug. We agreed.

The plan was to drive to Joey’s house with both cars, drop Joey’s car off and go to Trina’s house in her car then she would drop us off later. Once we arrived at Trina’s place I immediately began drinking that gin like I had just come home from being lost in the desert and that gin was the only water I had in weeks. I got tanked. I took Trina’s little girl’s tricycle for a ride in the hallway like a drunk retard. Through out the night Trina and I made long gazes of eye contact with each other. A little thing I know women like with my blue eyes. I knew right then I’d end up fucking this whale but I was too drunk to care.

By the time 5am rolled around and Joey and me had drank all the gin someone suggested we all go to bed. We headed for Trina’s giant king sized bed and I informed everyone very loudly that I escort pendik was to be the one that gets between the women. A shameless action I often take. Lisa got in the bed first next to the wall then me, then Trina then Joey. We stayed up for a little bit talking and cracking jokes when things got a little more quiet. I was lying on my back when Lisa began lightly touching my chest and stomach. Hmmmm I thought maybe I’d get Lisa and leave Gigantor with Joey.

I turned to my side and reached out my arm over her waist and she literally shuddered with anticipation. She melted like butter. We started kissing and groping when I pulled out her big massive tits. They were fucking great! sure this girl was a bit heavy but Next to that 2 on the other side of me this 6 is now an 8! with big round titties! I reached for Joey’s hand and placed them on her titties to let him know what was going on. As I said they had a history of fooling around and I didn’t know if Joey had a secret torch he was carrying for her. He just said YEAH DAVE IT’S A BREAST and I began laughing. Thinking this was ok I pulled Lisa’s tank top over her tits and got out of the bed pulling her with me. We made our way to the living room and I was so drunk I was spinning around like Natalie Portman in Black Swan.

I was knocking things over like the lamp and coffee table. Apparently Joey was cheering from the bedroom but I couldn’t hear him. I pulled Lisa’s shirt and bra off to get those massive E sized tits out. We got on the couch and were both lying on it making out when she pulled my cock out. She stared jerking me off but was going at it way too hard like she was trying to pull it off. I am not circumcised to that area can be quite painful if yanked down and tugged at aggressively. I started jacking it myself and whacked her tit with it a few times and placed her hand back on it when she said I’M NOT GOING TO COMPETE WITH YOU. I laughed to myself and began tit-fucking her.

She sat up and went to the middle of the couch and placed her mouth on my cock while I was lying there. Her head bobbed up and down on it. Her massive tits on my thigh and her hair draped over my stomach. i loved it but once again she was going at it too hard. I pulled her up on top of me and I felt down to her pendik escort bayan pants when she said she was on the rag. FUKKKK THAT. I took her again beside me and began jacking off over her tits. I was determined to cum this drunken time but I knew i had to take matters into my own hand.

I was getting close when I informed her IM GOING TO CUM and she eagerly said YEAHHH. I was holding her right tit with my right arm wrapped around her while my left had was beating off right on her nipple. It felt fucking great. I exploded a massive load all over her tit. It spilled out over her nipple and down her breast over her side. The next shot hit her right in the face. haha. Then I finished milking my dick over her tit completely covering it in cum.

I was spent. Spent and completely disinterested. JOEY!!! I yell. YOU READY TO GO? Lisa go up and was sitting on the floor. DON’T TELL JOEY I SUCKED YOU, OK? I looked at her and agreed OH YEAH DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT. I knew right then i was fucking lying. Joey came out of the room with kind of a smirk on his face. The ladies wanted to drive us home but that was the last fucking thing we wanted NOOO THAT’S OK WE WILL JUST WALK THE 10KM BACK HOME.

After we left I started to feel guilty. As I said I didn’t know if Joey had a thing for her so I told him right away everything that happened. Including her “sucking me” and how she told me not to tell him. He said it was awesome and that he has no feelings for her at all. To this day I still have an image of Lisa sitting on the floor her hair a mess smoking a cigarette in her tank top avoiding eye contact with me as we left.

****Side note*****

After Lisa and I left Joey and the humpback whale in the bedroom she started playing with his cock. She asked him DOES JOEY WANT TO KISS ME??? and he said NO so she got under the blanket and sucked him off. haha. Joey left his fucking belt at Trina’s house and had to go back to get it. He put it off for a while but after a week of him walking around holding his pants up (we were too poor to buy another one) he finally mustered up the courage to go back for his belt. She tricked him!! as what fat girls do!!! he has a thing for this author named Irvine Welsh and she had many books by him and offered to lend him one. When he was in there picking one out she made him a drink. Being a drunk he took it and several more. All he has ever said about it was AFTER I DRANK HER BOOZE I FIRED IT INTO HER. THEN MADE SURE TO REMEMBER MY BELT.

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Swinging Parents Ch. 02

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It was a month after the first time I joined my parents, Bill and Karen, in their sexual exploits. I quickly got better and lasted much longer in bed and gave my mom a good time. Dad loved to watch his son and mother lustily pounding each other on the bed as he wanked off on the side with a video camera shooting the whole scene.

Sometimes Bill would join in and we would have a threeway. One of us would be fucking Karen while the other got his dick sucked off in the front. We would then switch places and do different positions. We grew closer after that first threesome. Mom and Dad even let me call them by their first names. I respected and loved them and only did so once in awhile. Besides it was a lot hotter to call Karen mom while I fucked.

About a few days ago, I had a new experience. I managed to fuck my mother’s ass. This was how it happened.

I was fucking Karen from behind, pounding her hot twat with pure lust. My dick was pistoning into her as my pelvis slapped against her soft round ass. Bill was on the side with a leg on the bed wanking his long hard prick as he watched me bang his wife with eagerness. He had mounted a camera to film the whole scene.

As I pounded my horny mother, her heavy tits hung below and swung about as I slammed into her. Dad reached over and used his free hand to pinch and tweaked her sensitive nipples. Mom rested her head on a pillow, pushing her ass up higher and giving me better access to her pussy. I had both hands on her waist that time and I slid one below her and found her pussy as my hand grazed her trimmed bush.

I fumbled about until I found a little hard nub buried in a hood of flesh and the curls of her pubes. I started to rub it and pinch her clit, driving mom wild. She was moaning and groaning into the pillow.

“Fuck her good boy,” Dad cheered as he stopped jerking and concentrated on her tits. I went faster a bit and she soon was thrusting back into me. I felt her shaking slightly as I could feel her orgasm approaching. Her breathing grew faster and deeper and then I felt her cum on my dick.

Her pussy was convulsing and milking my cock. I had already had a long blowjob and had fucked her for a while now so I was really close. I controlled myself. I loved to see how long I could last. I stopped fucking her but continued attacking her clit.

“FUUCCCKKK!!!” mom screamed as she came. She screamed into the pillow and I was afraid the neighbors would notice. After a while, I pulled out and sat on the bed in front of her, my orgasm subsiding. I was on the brink of shooting a load. Dad walked over to where I just was, his dick bouncing about wildly as he moved. He was dripping a lot of precum around the place so I guess he was near too.

Bill rubbed the swollen purple head of his engorged cock against mom’s wet slit. After a few seconds, he pushed forward and he was balls deep with in seconds. Karen was super wet and it made it easier to slip your dick into her.

Within a minute, he too was frantically slamming his dick into her cunt, his belly making a hypnotizing slapping sound against her round ass. After five minutes, dad pulled out and slapped his dick against her ass.

“Fuck I almost lost it,” he grinned as he kept himself under control. I took over for another five minutes, bringing myself very close several times. Dad was ready again and he whispered something into mom’s ear. She grinned and nodded.

Bill took out a bottle of lube from the bedside table. He oiled his already saliva coated cock. He then squirted cold lube into mom’s ass. Fuck, Dad was going to have her ass. I wanted to be next.

Dad stroked himself for a minute or two then laid down on the bed, his soldier standing ninety degrees. Bill’s cock was longer than mine but thinner. Mom straddled him, facing his feet. She squatted and positioned dad’s pole at her entrance. After a few seconds, she lowered herself until the head of his cock touched her hole.

Mom grabbed his dick and stroked him a bit. Then I watched excitedly as the purple head disappeared into mom’s asshole. I was at their side and I leaned back to watched as dad’s dick entered and re-entered mom’s tight asshole.

Karen then leaned back and Dad gripped her hips tightly. He started bucking his hips and I saw his cock pistoning into her asshole. His pelvis kept slapping her ass, making her soft heavy tits jiggle with each pound.

“Play with that pussy son,” Dad ordered. “She likes it if I play with her pussy while I buttfucked her.” I complied and stuck 2 fingers into her wet vacant hole. I used my thumb to rub her clit.

Mom was going wild. I leaned over and grabbed a breast and brought her nipples to my hungry mouth, sucking it and flicking the sensitive nubs with my expert tongue. Mom was going wild and screaming vulgarities.

“Finger that pussy…Fuck that ass…” she yelled in ecstasy. “I’m cumming…. I’M CUMMING!!!” Mom’s pussy tightened over my fingers and I felt her cunt gushing with her warm juices. I could feel Dad’s balls slapping against her ass, occasionally bahis firmaları touching my hand.

Bill was pounding his wife faster as she climaxed. He then let out a loud groan and I saw him slow down but continued. He was taking long strokes, pulling out almost all the way then pushing his dick back in, almost forcing himself. As his cock slid in and out, I noticed that it was covered in foamy white cream as he spunked into her ass.

As dad re-entered her asshole, I could see some of his thick jizz spurting out of her used asshole. On the fourth penetration, his dick slipped out and he finished his climax, letting out the rest of his heavy load onto his balls and inner thighs.

Karen’s asshole was contracting and relaxing as it seeped Dad’s jizz. I didn’t dare jerk off as the whole scene was too wild. I was now half hard and ready for my first ass. Dad lifted mom off him and she laid on his side. He was breathing heavily as his cock lost it’s hardness but remained semi-erect. I jumped to mom’s side and started making out with her, my hands roaming her ass. I could feel some of dad’s cum on my fingers. I brought it to Karen’s mouth and she sucked off the sticky goo.

I was rock hard. Mom and I were making out passionately on our sides so my member was stabbing her tummy.

“That was fucking good,” dad said loudly. He sat up and watched eagerly as his wife and son made out. “Dave, do you want to have her ass?”

I nodded hungrily. Mom smiled.

“Let me ride you,” Karen said. She slid herself down to my cock and sucked it for awhile. I was already lying on my back enjoying her warm mouth.

Mom got up and straddled me, facing towards me. She was squatting with my cock at the entrance of her backdoor.

“Don’t I need to lube up my dick?” I asked.

“We’ll just use your father’s cum. Besides, I see that your cock’s all wet and lubed already.” she was right. I had practically oozed my own precum over my whole shaft.

Mom caught some of Dad’s white cream from her dripping red asshole. She then rubbed it over my cock, making it slimier. She then swiftly lowered herself and I felt the head of my dick probing her entrance.

“You’re really thick so we need to go slowly,” mom said. I nodded. Dad was already filming the whole thing. I would definitely remember this moment.

Mom lowered herself onto me, with my hands on her hips. I felt and saw my cock head disappear into her asshole. She had her mouth wide open with no sound.

“Spread my ass,” mom instructed. I grabbed each soft ass cheek and pulled them apart. I felt her lowering herself quicker and in a matter of moments, my whole dick was inside her.

I could feel that it was very tight and warm from Dad’s jizz. It was weird having Dad’s cum on my cock but I didn’t care. Karen and I held still for awhile, letting her get used to my thickness. I started playing with her pussy, teasing her very engorged and sensitive clit.

Mom started to ride my throbbing cock. I couldn’t believe that I was really near to climaxing after a minute. Her ass really did bring me to the edge. I tried controlling my orgasm by pushing her back or pulling her in to change the angle of penetration. It did help me by a couple of minutes

“Fuck that ass…” mom cried. “Cum in me…fill that tight little asshole!”

“Give it to her boy!” Bill shouted excitedly as she stroked his cock and maintained his hardness. “Slam that ass.”

I grabbed mom by the hips and held her in position as I lifted myself of the bed and started pounding her from below. My pelvis was slamming into her soft ass cheeks and her tits jiggled like crazy. Mom was rubbing her pussy and fondling her tits, pinching and pulling her hard nipples.

“Fuck,” mom shouted. “Don’t stop…don’t stop…I’m cummminngggg!” she tightened around my cock and I felt warm juices bursting onto my abs as she leaned in and held me close. I could feel her heavy breasts pressing onto my chest. I was kissing her furiously as I tried to pound her ass. It was really hard to as it was extremely tight.

I was losing control and then just before she ended her climax, mine started.

“FUCK!” I roared as I released a torrent of cum into her ass. I continued fucking her, shoving my dick into her tightening asshole, my balls flailing about and slapping her asscheeks.

I released a couple ropes of jizz into my mom’s ass and then my dick popped out and I creamed all over myself. I could feel my hot cum spurting all over my shaft and onto my balls and lap. Mom quickly rolled of me and got between my legs to clean up the sticky mess I made.

Dad and I were still hard. The ass fucking we gave mom made us horny as hell. I liked how her asshole felt like but I preferred her pussy. Dad, as I later found out, loved anal sex more.

Bill and I laid down on the bed side by side, our dicks pointing up. Mom was on all fours and kneeling between both of us, stroking our dicks. Karen leaned down to gobble up Bill’s long meat as she gently jerked me and helped me maintain my hardness.

“Fuck,” kaçak iddaa dad moaned as he covered his face with his hands and laid flat on the bed. I knew what he felt. Karen loved to clean our cocks off after we fucked her, and we were usually really sensitive.

I was fondling mom’s tits as the hung below as she blew my dad. I was pinching her nipples and tugging them playfully. I sat up and reached behind her to finger her pussy and slap her lovely ass. I could feel both sperm leaking out of her asshole, covering her juicy swollen slit.

Dad was bucking his hips and fucking mom’s mouth, causing her body to ripple as his pelvis slapped her face. This caused her tits to jiggle. I reached under her and sucked on her tit.

“Yeah! Suck those juicy tits boy!” dad cheered. “Suck them like you were a baby!” for some weird reason, that turned me on and I devoured her faster. Dad was teasing her other breast and mom was fingering her pussy. I found her clit and rubbed her off and soon she was cumming all her hand and mine.

Mom had let go of Dad’s cock and she fell forward, between us. Dad flipped her onto her back and started sucking her tits. I realized that my dick hadn’t gotten any action for the last couple of minutes so I kneeled next to her head, my fat cock hovering over her face.

Karen reached up lazily and tried to catch my cock with her mouth. She succeeded after a few pokes on the cheek and nose from my prick. Soon she was sucking me and cupping my balls.

“Fuck my face!” Karen said desperately. “I want you to fuck my face like it was my pussy!” I readjusted the angle at which my cock was in her mouth and I started to thrust my hips gently.

I could feel my sensitive cock slipping into her warm wet mouth, sliding along her tongue and going past her throat. Over the last few weeks I learned that Karen had no gag reflex so she could take a deep throat. It was harder for me to receive one as I was thicker than Bill so I stretched her mouth significantly.

I was slamming into my whore of a mother and then I grew close. I pulled out in time as I wanted to fuck her again. I noticed that Dad was probing her ass with his dick.

“Dad, can I fuck mom again?” I asked.

“Let me have her ass first,” Dad replied impatiently as he slipped his dick into her gaping red asshole, allowing more cum to ooze out.

“I just want her pussy,” I replied just as impatient.

Mom then sat up.

“Guys, I have an idea,” Karen said happily. “Why don’t you both take me at the same time?”

I looked at dad and saw that he had cocked his eyebrows.

“What do you mean honey?” Bill asked confused.

“Well, Dave loves my pussy and you love my ass, and you both want to fuck either holes desperately so why not at the same time?” Karen asked. She looked excited.

Whoa, was she saying what I think she was saying?

“Mom you want me and dad to double penetrate you?” I said, feeling myself get more excited. My cock was hardening even more. I’ve always read and watched porn with two guys fucking both a woman’s holes and I had this secret fantasy to fulfill it. Dad looked excited too.

Since I had joined my parents’ sexual exploits, I was very comfortable being naked with another man and even sharing sloppy seconds. I was not really sure about having contact with another penis.

Still the idea of sandwiching my mom was highly arousing and the fact that dad and I could potentially ‘cross swords’ was oddly erotic. I wasn’t bisexual and dad made it clear he wasn’t too.

“How do you want it?” I asked. Karen grinned.

“I want to ride Bill and Dave to fuck my ass from behind. I love that fat cock in my ass. I feel so full.”

Dad and I were a little crestfallen as we were going to have the hole that we desired less, but still this was going to be great. Bill first laid down and then mom impaled herself on him. Dad told me not to join in yet.

“The ass man always cums first,” he said. “At least that’s what I heard. Let me fuck her and get her ready first, then you can slip that fat cock of yours up her ass.” I agreed and watched excitedly as mom rode dad to a mini orgasm, knowing that I was going to DP mom. She was sucking my cock, lubing it up for her ass.

After 10 minutes or so, Dad told me to join. He was pounding her slowly and I got behind mom and in between dad. I rubbed and stroked the head of my precum soaked cock along her ass crack and the bottom part of her pussy, making erotic contact with part of Bill’s shaft. I probed her cum filled ass. I then leaned in and spat a huge load into her asshole. I then slipped my cock into her and was surprised that it was still warm with sperm.

Dad had stopped fucking his wife as he eagerly tried to watch me slip my cock into her ass from underneath. My dick slipped out a few times but I managed to burry myself balls deep in her ass.

“Oh fuck I feel so full,” mom gasped as we started to slowly fuck her. At first it was awkward. Dad and I were banging her with different irregular strokes kaçak bahis and it made it difficult for one of us to stay inside her. At one point our cock slipped out at the same time and I felt us ‘cross swords.’ He reached behind her to try and slip his dick back in but accidently grab mine instead.

I was surprised and dad was too. I didn’t totally hate the feeling. It just felt different. We got back inside her and started to slowly plow her. Bill and I found that it was best if we alternated strokes. He would pull out and then I would push in and vice versa. Soon we were getting into a good routine.

The membrane between her asshole and her pussy was thin enough for me to feel our cocks rubbing against each other on the underside of our shafts. I wasn’t disgusted at it. As I said earlier… it was as different feeling. I could even feel his cock pushing onto mine through the thin wall between mom’s pussy and asshole.

“Fuck…yes…two dicks…” mom grunted and groaned as we fucked her with alternate strokes. She was going wild.

After a good steady fuck (I had to go really slowly as her ass was super tight and it was driving me crazy) dad announced that he wanted to switch places.

“I just need that ass,” he said as Karen dismounted the both of them.

Karen laid down on her side and I followed suite, facing her, my cock poking her stomach. She gave it a few light strokes then guided it to her pussy, in which my dick slipped into her. I reached behind her to grab her ass cheeks and pull her apart. Dad was probing her ass from behind. He too was lying on his side. I helped him enter her ass by spreading her ass wide, allowing him to slide in with little resistance.

I loved the feel of her pussy on my dick. It felt like home. I leaned in and sucked a tit, flicking my hungry tongue on her sensitive nipples. I started to thrust my hips, taking long hard strokes into her hot dripping pussy. I also had a hand on her ass cheek, spreading her ass and massaging it.

Dad was fondling her other tit as he kissed her neck and nibbled her ear. He was alternating his strokes with me into her ass. He loved anal sex and he knew he couldn’t last.

“Fuck those 2 holes…” Mom cried as we started picking up the pace. I could only hear her cries of pleasure and the slapping of the men’s bodies with hers as we fucked her. Her pussy was contracting on my dick and I knew she was near. She started bucking her hips and matched the rhythm with ours.

“Let’s fuck her on the same stroke,” Dad suggested. I nodded and we started thrusting into at the same time. Bill let go of her tit and slid his hand down to her pussy, teasing her clit. I could feel his hand touch my pelvis and pubic hair as I banged my mom on the penetrations.

She was going wild.

“FUCK YOU TWO BASTARDS!!!” she screamed “THOSE BIG DICKS… FUCK MY ASS AND PUSSY WITH THOSE BIG DICKS!!!”

Karen was getting wetter and my cock was making a sloshing sound as I slid into her faster and faster. I was near and I noticed dad was closing his eyes, trying to hold it in. We were on the brink of losing control but Karen beat us to it.

“DON’T STOP!” she shouted. “OH FUCK…I’M CUMMING!!!” her pussy clamped down on my dick and started milking me as I continued pounding her. At the same time Bill was groaning and telling us he was going to blow. I knew mom’s asshole had tightened and it somehow restricted the flow of his cumshot.

Dad pulled out as I continued plowing my mother. He pulled his head back and started spraying his load.

“Oh fuck…” Bill groaned as I saw a huge load of creamy spunk splash over her ass. The second shot flew over her ass and hit me on my hip. He was exploding onto her sexy ass. Just as he was finishing, I started releasing my load into her.

“Oh fuck mom…” I groaned loudly and blew a huge load inside. After the first 3 ropes, I pulled out and spurted over her bush and added to dad’s spunk on her ass.

Our dicks were now flaccid but still in its large state. They were oversensitive and twitching as we sat up and started to tease mom. I was sucking her tits as dad spread the cum on her ass with his hand and cock. He scooped some jizz from her ass and fed it to her.

“Mmm…” mom would moan as she swallowed a handful of sperm. I was fingering mom and within minutes, she had a mini-orgasm.

“That was some really great sex,” Dad panted. I nodded and agreed.

“We fucked her silly,” I said chuckling. Mom sat up and kissed us both.

“I love my two favorite men and their two nice big hard cocks,” she said as she kissed each of us passionately. “We definitely have to do that again.”

“Damn straight,” I replied as I got off the bed. Dad got off too and dismounted the camcorder.

“This is going to be a great video to jack off too,” Dad said as he rewound the whole scene.

A couple hours later I was sitting on the couch with my parents and their friends. Bob and Judy were our next door neighbors. They have been close friends with our parents for years. Bob and Judy had a daughter and her name was Hailey, whom I’ve had a crush on for years. We’re good friends and went to the same high school. I we even went to the same community college so we had a lot of time to spend together.

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All characters appearing or mentioned in this story are 18 years old or older. This story is a work of fiction and any reference or description to actual persons is unintentionally.

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April 2019

Her screams finally subsiding from her first orgasm, I pulled my length out of her as torturously as I had entered her. Just before the head come completely out, I thrust back in with all the force I had left. I’d already cum once this evening but a second was very close now.

I sped up my pace, slamming into this ass with as much need as I’d ever had. Her breath was caught in her throat as I continued my assault on her sex, her creamy folds tightening around my cock once again.

I knew I could make her cum again, so to play into her desires I slowed my pace slightly and reach to the ass on my right. She was still wet and ready from the fucking I’d had given her first. Without warning I plunged by two middle finger deep into her pussy. I knew well where her g-spot was so I stimulated it with intensity, getting her close in very short order.

Once close I withdrew my hand, still fucking the ass that liked to be kept waiting, and concentrated on my office sluts clitoris. Rapid circles and pressure elicited throaty moans from her and in a minute or so she came with a higher pitched “Ohhhhhhh”. This made the ass I was fucking very envious.

To be kind though, after I made my office slut cum on my fingers and quickened my pace once again and didn’t relent until I was ready to cum. I grabbed her waist hard and pounded into her until I blasted everything I had left into her silken sex. I came in a half dozen glorious blasts and felt, rather weakly, another orgasm from her as I withdrew my length from her.

I was totally spent but happy I was able to service all of these beautiful asses. As the festivities were now finished, I thought of nothing but a shower and sleep. However all four of the owners of these asses had other ideas.

They approached me, hands stroking my cock back to life slowly, a mouth or two on my neck to encourage it faster. I was whispered suggestions on what to do next and all of them sounded terrific. Those same hands now led me cock first up the stairs to my large steam shower.

A shower, definitely yes, but sleep; not likely.

#

May 2018

Tolstoy said ‘The two most powerful warriors are patience and time’. What he didn’t say was that those warriors often worked together and, more often than not, against you.

Before I knew what the fuck was happening, my 20 year high school reunion was upon me. The scary people heading the reunion committee tracked nearly all 500 of our graduating class members from 1998. And while I didn’t hide who I am or where I was on social media, I went to great lengths to protect my personal phone number that only four people on the planet had. Since I was one of those people, and the other three were sitting with me watching a rom-com, I instantly knew who it was.

Ugh. No I don’t remember you. Yes, I was aware it was coming up. No, I don’t want to donate to the fund for decoration. Yes reconnecting is fun. Yes… No…I don’t know… oh FUCK, fine. I’ll be there, just email me the invoice. I hung up.

Seriously, the CIA interrogators could learn a lot from high school reunion committees.

“So,” Amber said, amused, “Rancho Vally’s 20th? Are you gonna go?”

“Are you,” I shot back.

“Oh hell no,” Amber said. “I hated almost everyone there and the ones I don’t hate are either dead or here.”

I tried not to wish I was a part of the former list of people she liked, but that didn’t help that I was wrangled into going to a reunion. Shit. I really didn’t want to talk to those people. Still, it would be neat to see how all the guys from the skater/surfer group turned out. Torn, I contemplated backing out until Tanya spoke up.

“Well,” Tanya said, “if Amber doesn’t want to go then I will. I’d love to see where you guys grew up.” She was always up for an adventure of discovery. “Jess, what do you say?”

Jessica shook her head. “Nnoooooooope. I’m staying here with Amber. Reunions are pissing contests for guys, and even worse for women, and I don’t care for that sort of shit. Besides, I already know Amber and Paul have the best ‘where are they now’ story, so why even bother going.” She smiled in my direction. “And if no one believes you Paul, just show them the pics from our trip last month. They’ll probably retroactively make you prom king for the awesomeness factor alone.”

I smiled at the thought of those pics and that trip. The four of us in Germany’s more colorful establishments, a couple of bottles of cherry brandy and damn few clothes.

That would certainly one up anyone else’s tales by far.

I mulled it over for a bit longer. “Fuck it,” I said. “Fine. I’ll go. Tanya,” I turned to her, batting my eyes sweetly, “would you be my date to my reunion? It would be fun to show you my hometown, and, as a side illegal bahis bonus, you would make spectacular arm candy to make me look super awesome.”

She slapped by arm but smiled. “Don’t be an asshole. Yes, I’ll go. But you’re buying me a new dress. Something with slink.”

Tanya in a slinky dress? Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.

“If we’re gonna go and do this, we’re going to at least have fun. How about a road trip? We’ll stop a few places along the way, take a couple days to drive down. You know, enjoy the trip.” I let the implication hang in the air.

Tanya smile slyly at that. “Now you’re talkin’. This is gonna be the best reunion ever!”

#

August 2018

I really thought I would never see this place again. Not because it held any bad memories or because it had some weird vibe. Simply because I had outgrown it. It was a town that had less than 100,000 people when I left, which contributed to the huge student body of Rancho Valley High School. Now it was a city with nearly twice the population and had four high schools. It’s footprint easily tripled taking up space in what use to be scrub land and desert. The vineyards, which it was famous for all over the country, also gained land beyond their old borders.

Despite the changes, it was weirdly nice to be back. My parents had long moved away and I had no family close by, so Tanya and I stayed at the nicest hotel in town, located on the Indian reservation, which was actually pretty nice. I booked us a room in their high roller suite even though I had no intention of doing any gambling. They were not overjoyed at this, but since I was paying for a room they

generally gave away, they looked past that.

The whole trip down was fun for Tanya and I. We stopped in San Francisco for a day and two nights and saw the sights and, at Tanyas insistence, shopped the shops. She picked up an awesome dress for the reunion as well as some other things for herself, as well as some things for Jessica and Amber. One of those things she modeled for me that evening, and I must say it was worth every penny.

After checking in and unpacking, I showed her the town.

It was really just like any other suburb you can think of. It had buildings that didn’t go above four stories, apartments as far as the eye can see, an ‘old town’ section, a street that the kids cruised down, and of course the make out spot in the surrounding hills, which Tanya also found very enjoyable to visit.

The reunion was that evening so we retired to the hotel to change. I saw Tanya’s dress on the rack and in the bag, but seeing her in it made me all kinds of glad that I bought it.

Sexy was a word for it. Seductive was better. But provocative would be my favorite adjective to use.

The dress was a gold patterned knee length number with the right shoulder purposely sewn down so it looked like it was falling off. The V down the chest was deep and showed ample side boob (or inner boob I guess), and the slit up the front of the left leg went well past her hip and above her belly button level. It was high enough to show that she wasn’t wearing any panties and exposed a generous portion of hip and her entire left, perfectly smooth, chocolate thigh.

Black strappy heels finished the ensemble and her hair, normally a wild and free afro, was tied back in a tight bun.

My jaw was on the floor as she turned a full circle, letting me see the full view. If she stood still it could be considered a sensual outfit, but when she moved the top of the thigh slit shifted slightly away from her body, but never exposing her crotch. It was one of the sexiest things imaginable, and worth every penny of the outrageous price I paid the boutique.

“I take it,” she mused, “that this meets with your approval? You mentioned being arm candy for you, so I wanted to make sure that everyone knew just how lucky you are.” She turned around again and struck a pose, extending her left thigh out so it was in full view.

“You look amazing,” I said, clearing my throat in an effort to breath normally. Even after all this time, she was a vision to behold.

She moved to check herself out in the multiple mirrors in the bedroom. “You know,” she started, “I like the dress, but not sure it’s practical for my plans.”

Huh? What plans?

“May I inquire as to your possibly dastardly plans?”

“Well,” she started, walking back to me she lifted the slit of her dress to reveal her freshly wax vulva, “I don’t know if this lifts high enough for someone to say, smash their face into my pussy should the need arise.”

Her smooth, hot sex was right in front of my face now, just begging to be touched, and licked, and possibly more. But not wanting to give totally in, I tried to sound cool.

“I can see the potential issue there. Here,” I said, sliding off the bed onto my knees. I lifted her left leg over my right shoulder, “In this position, one could very easily reach you pussy with hands and/or mouth.”

She stared down illegal bahis siteleri at me, smiling. “Shall I demonstrate?” I said, and dove into pussy with my tongue before she had a chance to respond. Her excited inhale was exciting for me to hear.

I flicked my tongue quickly over her as I kneaded her ass from between her legs, switching between flicking and lapping circles around her clip. My fingers finding her warm folds and playing with her wetness before slipping my thumb into her pussy. She moaned deeply as I inserted, and deeper still when I applied pressure to her clit.

Standing sex in any form is sometimes difficult. More so given the usually vast differences in height, flexibility, and other factors. However in this position, with her left braced on the bed and her hand gripping my head, I was able to lick Tanya’s clit effectively with my tongue while playing with her entrance with my thumb. After a few minutes of this the effect was what I had hoped to for.

“Yes, shit, that feels awesome, fuck, just like that,” she panted, gently bucking her hips to my mouth. “Holy crap that’s gonna make me cum. Keep fucking me with your thumb, deeper, deeper, thats it. Fuck fuck FUUUUUUCCCCKKK” she moaned loudly. I felt her pussy convulse around my thumb, but I held the pressure through her orgasm. When she finished I withdrew and she put her leg back down, sitting down heavily on the bed and laying back.

“God damn, Paul, that was awesome,” she said. She spotted the large bulge in my pants and turned over towards me. Her hand touched the bulge my long, thick cock was making, and it responded to her touch with enthusiasm.

“My, my, what have we here,” she quipped. She stroked the front of my pants a bit, quickly moving towards the buckle. A few deft movements and my erection popped out. She stroked the shaft and stared planting small kisses around the base, moving up the shaft and finally rolling her tongue around the head, licking at the pre cum that had formed.

She tongued the head and then slowly, carefully, started taking me into her mouth. Her lips were stretched over my girth but she was still going down. She stopped about half way and started bobbing up and down, stroking the shaft in time with her head movements.

Her tight, wet mouth did a quick job of getting me ready to cum. I usually last a lot longer, but it seems she had a mission to get me off as quickly as possible. Her quick but steady speed and the wetness her mouth was giving were enough to do the job well.

“Im gonna cum soon,” I told her.

She raised her head from the blowjob. “Good. Cum in my mouth, I don’t want to get anything on my dress or hair.” She resumed her blowjob at the same pace. After another minute of her awesome oral assault, I felt the first spurts of cum explode into her waiting mouth. She stopped the head bobbing but continue to jack me off, stroking out every bit of cum she could.

When I was spent, she made a show of opening her mouth, showing off the lake of cum I shot, and swallowed it with a loud gulp. “That was fun, but we really should get ready,” she said, and hopped off the bed.

After a blowjob like that, I highly doubted the rest of the evening was going to be much fun.

I should have learned by now not to doubt such things.

#

The gym, where I spent very little time except in phys. ed. class, was just as cavernous as I remember. Its max capacity in my time was 3 thousand, but they seemed to expand it so it could easily hold twice that number; two full size basketball courts end to end were marked out on the floor.

You’d think the least they could do was rent a carpet or something to make it less gym-like. Oh well. The gym looked suitably festive with the banners for the various ’98 sports teams achievements, academic teams accomplishments, and even all the old clubs banners hanging around the perimeter. A stage at the far end was setup with a DJ playing all the hits of the mid-late 90’s to complete this trip down memory lane.

Honestly, it was weird more than anything, but it was also great to see some old friends. A lot of talk happened between us; about where we were now, what we were doing, who we married (or didn’t), and how I landed as fine a babe as Tanya. It was not uncommon for me to be considered un-cool, cause you know, high school. So the fact that Tanya was with me made many a former nay-sayer speechless.

“Met her in a parking lot,” I told them. Which, technically, was true. They didn’t need to know the rest.

After quite a while of this I retired to the table we were assigned, Tanya having two empty wine glasses in front of her already.

“Drinking till’ I’m pretty,” I asked as I sat down next to her. “No,” she replied, “but this wine is amazing.”

I looked at the bottles. It was grown just down the road. There were perks of living right next to wine country. I snagged a glass as well.

“Hey Paul,” a feminine voice called from behind me. I turned to see and was gobbsmacked canlı bahis siteleri at who I saw.

Jamie.

Of all the women I knew from high school, Jamie was always funny, good people to hang out with, and cute in her tomboy-ish ways and dress. After Amber brought me into the wide world of women, I always suspected that Jamie was something special. She never was obvious or flirty, but she had a quiet humor and near constant smirk.

She wasn’t wearing her smirk now, but a friendly and wide smile. Her dark brown hair was in a messy up-style affair, and her round face, high, freckle covered cheeks and vibrant hazel eyes were exactly as I remembered. She was a head shorter than me, petite but curvier than I recall, although that was probably due to me never having seen her in a dress before now. Her dress was delightfully unexpected from what I remember her favoring back in the day.

A deep blue, the dress was short, tight, and had a bandage look that is popular it seems. A significant portion of the middle, mostly the cleavage area, was a diaphanous polka dot material in a deep v shape, with side panels going from her arm pit to the top of her hip in the same material, showing off no small amount of side boob and hip.

What also shocked me pleasantly was how large her breasts were. At least a full DD, they stood high and proud on her frame, creating a deep valley in the front and an awesome side view as well.

We’re this a normal high school function she’d be escorted out for such a dress. But then again so would half the women here. Showing off at reunions was to be expected and something I was wholly grateful for.

My expression was probably obvious, cause Jamie stood there amused. “I guess this is a bit different look than you remember seeing me in, huh?”

“Wow,” I said as I stood and gave her a hug, “you look amazing, but I always thought you were lovely.”

She smiled, “Yea, but with a 3XL to large sweater that went over everything.” She sat down at the chair next to mine.

“Ahem,” I heard from my opposite side. Tanya was smirking as she sipper her wine. Doh!

“Ah, sorry, Jamie, this is Tanya, Tanya, this is Jamie, my friend through photography, science, cooking, and drafting classes.”

“I was just playing with Paul,” said Tanya, smiling. She shook hands with Jamie. “That dress would make any man stumble. You look great.”

“Thanks, yours too,” Jamie said, blushing slightly and absently smoothing her dress. “I never wear things like this so I thought it’d be fun.”

We chatted for a half hour or so, reminiscing about classes and teachers, laughing at how some folks turned out and remembering absent friends. Jamie seemed happy to speak of the old days, but also sounded to have a lot of sadness, like she missed something small but significant. I tried to place it but was distracted when Jamie mentioned the beach parties we use to have. I mentioned to Tanya that we should hit the beach before we leave, not for the least reason but to see her in a bikini.

“Oh,” Jamie said “Speaking of which…a bunch of the group were meeting up to go night surfing. Not sure if you knew or not.”

“Really!?” I was stoked to go night surfing, mostly cause I hadn’t been in years. But I didn’t want to leave Jamie alone, and I really, really wanted to talk to her more; especially while she was wearing that dress. Thankfully, one of my better demons was there for me.

“Go ahead and surfer boy out,” Tanya said. “I’ll keep Jamie company.” Jamie seemed pleased at this idea.

“Awesome! And I know just where to start. Rolled tacos!”

“Awwww,” I whined, “you’re hitting up Albertos without me? Traitor!”

I saw a hint of that playful smirk again. “You surf, you lose. But don’t worry, they’re open 24 hours, we can get some later.” That sounded promising indeed.

I rose and told Tanya I’d see her back at the hotel. She pulled me into a quick kiss, whispering in my ear. “Take your time, have fun, but don’t hurry back. Jamie seems to need someone to talk to and I want to help her.”

I nodded understanding to Tanya, pecked her cheek and went off to my friends, already gathering for our departure to the beach.

#

It was late when I got back to our suite. At least 3am. We surfed and talked and ate tacos around a beach fire. It was as if we’d never been apart. But thats the good

thing about good friends; you pick up right where you left off.

I entered the suite to find an empty room service cart with a couple bottles of wine, and an extra suitcase I didn’t recognize. For a moment I thought I was in the wrong suite until Tanya emerged from the bedroom. She was slipping on a robe but not before I saw that was naked. It, as always, left me stunned until she covered up with the robe.

She sat down on the sofa and poured the last little bit of wine into a glass. Without preamble Tanya announced “Your friend is in trouble.”

I sat down next to her. Tanya continued. “Jamie got out of a shit relationship a few days ago. That asshole basically said she was worthless, told her to go to this reunion and that he’d be gone with she got back.”

She downed her wine in one go. There wasn’t a lot in there but the effect was dramatic.

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What can you say about a connection with someone that makes you react physically. The churning in your stomach. It had been such a long time since i felt it. Alive and powerful and attractive. Everything about her is different. Even after all this time i still feel attracted to her in a way I’ve never felt.

Sadly our foreplay is often limited to texting or brief conversations. I suppose that’s what you get when you have an affair. Since we’re both married the communications are difficult at best. Being that we’re both happily married the fear of getting caught is ever present. Perhaps this enhances the sex. Adds to a sense of urgency. One thing it surely does is makes us appreciate the time together.

Veronica is a sexual being. The kind of woman that men only dream of taming. Yet seldom anyone, including myself ever can. To share a small part of her life is a gift. The effort placed into such a woman is repaid 10 fold. To be loved by her is to experience something few are ever privileged to experience.

If others knew of the true Veronica most wouldn’t believe it. They would not think she was capable of such deeds. Yet those deeds excite me beyond words. Her various indiscretions simply serve to make her more attractive. Many would label her a slut. But i know the truth. She is not a slut by any means. But one who has simply come to terms with the woman she is. Instead of denying herself she’s embraced it as if she’s reached her sexual nirvana.

Everything about her excites me. Regardless of her past or things she’s done. Sometimes I jerk myself off thinking about her experiences. What shes’s done and how she must have looked like whilst doing so. Because, for the time being at least, she has chosen me. Not in reality as her husband would certainly take issue with such behavior. But in the now. And shes mine. That feeling simply cannot be replaced.

When I’m not with her I envision stories she’s relayed to me. Slowly pleasuring myself thinking about her past or even future deeds. Thinking about how she must feel when in complete and total control of someone. That’s her wheelhouse. Where she canlı bahis is powerful. The thought of her going back to someones hotel. Knowing she’s going to fuck him. Sucking on him and letting him urgently lick her pussy in a public place. Meeting an old friend in a parking lot and sucking his cock until he explodes in her mouth. The mixed feelings of attraction and jealousy fuel the internal struggle that both kills me and drives me.

Our rendezvous are usually planned several days ahead of time. The excitement and anticipation is intoxicating. As the date and time approach we both start feeling pangs of guilt and fear. Afraid to be caught. Wondering it it’s worth it. Then there is that first glimpse. When we reconnect you can feel the electricity in the room. Sometimes there is small talk. Other times we just attack each other. Unable to contain ourselves.

We start by kissing. Her soft lips kiss me like no one ever has. I move my mouth to her neck and every time it’s like I’ve completely forgotten her and get to experience her again for the first time. We tear at one anothers clothes, desperate to be naked. To feel our naked bodies touching. I feel a warmth coming from her skin as i embrace her. My cock is hard by now. Already searching for it’s home. But i have so much more to taste first. Her nipples. My god her nipples. So full and alert and responsive to my touch. I could spend hours just licking and sucking on them.

Not wanting to be left out she reciprocates the passion. Touching me all over. Stroking my hard cock. She’s usually the first to drop to her knees to engulf me in her mouth. As much as i want to taste her hot wet pussy I give in. Receiving oral is not usually a big thing for me. And I’ve learned that it’s not something that she gets a great deal of pleasure from doing either. But her eyes betray another truth. She knows that I like to see her with my cock in her mouth. The visual of it moving back and forth over me is amazing. She rarely breaks eye contact with me while she sucks me slowly.

The sight is too much. I push her back. I have to taste her. By this point she is soaking wet. bahis siteleri I can feel the heat coming from her as i get close. Her smell is intoxicating. I try to hold off. Try to tease her. Running my tongue around the outside of her lips. Then, that first taste as I run my tongue up her slit. I cup my tongue to gather as much of her as I can. Drawing her moisture into my mouth. For several minutes I suck, lick and taste her sex. Not wanting to stop I add a finger. Slowly working her opening deeper and deeper until I find her spot. I massage her from the inside while still drawing her clit in and out of my mouth gently.

I take a moment to look up. I see her staring down. Her breath held with all her energy focused on my efforts. She manages to let a few words escape.

“I want you inside of me.”

I pull myself up, my hard cock brushes the lips of her wet pussy. She moves her hips trying to accept me. First I need to kiss her. Not because I want to but because I want her to taste herself on me. Knowing she’s dripping from my chin I kiss her firmly. I make her taste herself. Her tongue escapes her mouth and washes over my face. She moans pulling her wetness into her mouth. The thought of it alone makes me grow even harder. Knowing such a sweet, loving and upstanding woman is right now licking her pussy juice from my face. And she’s liking it!

With my left hand behind her head I grab a handful of hair arching her neck. At the same time I slowly work the head of my well lubricated cock between her lips. She gasps for breath her eyes still locked on mine. I push further. My right hand comes up and grasps her left breast. Rubbing her nipple softly I push further. I lower myself and engulf her nipple. Sucking it into my mouth, rolling my tongue over and around it. I push further. Finally I raise up to look into her eyes. And I slam my cock to the hilt.

“Oh my God, yes, please fuck me,” she cries.

I pump slowly in and out. At the bottom I grind myself into her clit. She’s so wet it’s amazing I can feel anything at all. I know every inch of her inside. I feel every inch as I move in and out. I bahis şirketleri lose my own breath at the feeling. Surrounded by her. She wraps her legs around pulling every bit of me into every bit of her.

She reaches to her side and grabs her vibrator. Pulling out slightly I allow room for her to fit it on her clit while still moving in and out. We would normally try several positions but I know she needs to cum. I can feel the urgency as her cunt clamps down on me.

My left hand moves to her neck. Lightly squeezing her throat she fights for air. Still rubbing her nipples I increase the pressure. Pinch and rubbing harder I feel her getting closer.

“Oh baby, you’re so fucking hot. I love watching you fuck.” I say obviously in a dirty mood. “I’m going to fuck this slutty cunt of yours until I cum deep inside you. Do you understand that?

My words make her grind harder against me and the vibrator. My choking not allowing for much reply. Finally her eyes light and a smile crossed her face. I release pressure and words start escaping her.

“I’m gonna cum. Oh my God I’m gonna cum. Keep fucking me. Keep fucking my cunt baby. I want it, I want your cum inside me. Cum in my cunt. YOUR cunt baby.”

The combination of her words, those dirty slutty words that never leave her mouth and the look on her face as she nears orgasm sets me off. She starts laughing and crying as she cums. I slam into her one last time as I shoot my cum deep inside her. This is where I have to cum. Every time I need to be as deep in her as possible. As close to her as I can.

Her orgasm lasts for several minutes. It always does when it’s real good. This might be my favorite part. Just watching her. Lightly stroking her face and hair. Still inside of her preventing our juices from running out. Our bodies stuck together from sweat. Sometimes a tear runs down her cheek. Sometimes one runs down mine. Though she will never know that part. Some things should and must remain a mystery.

We hold each other as long as we can. Fighting the need to break away. Two lovers lay where time has stopped. We profess our love to each other. Each trying to make the other understand but each knowing the words can’t capture the feeling. Knowing that energy the fills the room and follows us everywhere. Knowing it cannot be explained as we still try.

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Meghna’s lustrous eyes twinkled mischievously and she struggled to keep a straight face. It wasn’t easy, and she giggled, earning a disapproving frown. She stifled her laughter.

“I’m sorry I was so badly behaved,” she murmured, not a hint of apology in her tone.

“You realise your error?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Which was?”

“I swam only fifty lengths, instead of sixty.”

“A serious matter.”

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir. You will punish me, won’t you, sir?”

The tall, handsome man looked at her gravely, hiding a grin. “I’m afraid so, young lady. Step forward.”

Meekly, she stepped forward, her head bowed, her hands clasped.

“Bend over.”

Meghna bent from the waist, her hands on her knees, her face on level with his belly.

“More.”

She bent further. His crotch was inches from her face. There was a thick bulge between his legs. She waited silently.

The man smiled to himself, looking down at her. He was a tanned, good-looking man in his late twenties. He had the superbly sculpted body of a professional swimmer: Long, smooth, rippling muscles, a hairless torso, broad shoulders that slashed in a savagely tapering V to a narrow waist and high hips. His belly was hard and flat, slabbed with muscle. His chest was deep and broad, with a thick cleft, his nipples pulled taut on either side. Muscles ripped down his smooth, inward-dipped back. His buttocks were taut and firm and his legs and arms were thick with muscle. He was clean-shaven, square-jawed with dark eyes and a thick shock of hair. His neck was strong, and he had a fine, aquiline nose and a wide, slim-lipped mouth. He wore a pair of small tight swimming briefs and nothing else.

The girl looked up at him, and he concealed his smile, and felt a rush of excitement. Megan was outrageous. She had an exquisite, oval, finely-chiselled face, with delicate bones, large, lustrous eyes, a fine, straight nose, wide, full lips, and a firm chin. Her hair was dark and silky, of shoulder length, and tied in a firm, bouncing pony-tail with a plain cotton band. Though she wasn’t tall, her body was perfectly proportioned. A long, slender, graceful neck led to high, sloping breasts that were full and firm. Her stomach was trim and flat and her waist nipped in and then her hips flared gracefully and gently to long, firm legs. Her ankles and wrists were slender, like her toes and hands, and shapely. Her limbs were smoothly turned and her skin was smooth and clear and soft, yet firm, without a trace of flabbiness. She wore a one-piece Lycra competition swim-suit in deep blue. She was Eighteen years old.

Their eyes met and the man feigned stern displeasure. She concealed a gamin grin and bent her head again and waited. The man’s hands fell to her shoulders and slipped the straps of her swimsuit down her arms. She shook her arms free of the suit. Slowly, he peeled the suit off her bent body. Her flesh was smooth and silken to the touch. As he drew it down to her hips and buttocks, he had to move closer and his crotch brushed her face. Gently, he pulled the suit off her buttocks and, bending slightly, down her thighs. She pushed it down to her knees.

Stripped naked, the young schoolgirl awaited her punishment. The man pressed his loins to her face. His hands roamed her tender flesh, caressing her buttocks and pendulant breasts, slowly squeezing and parting her buttocks, his fingers exploring the dark cleft. His fingers fluttered over the puckered flesh of her anus, then slid lower to her cunt. Her hips writhed.

“Be still!” His voice was low, but sharp. The girl froze.

Gently, he caressed her. Megan bit her lower lip and stifled a moan of pleasure as his fingers teased her anus and then dipped lower to her crotch. She ached to feel his finger in her slit, already wet and yearning for his touch. His hands fled to her breasts, cupping them gently, squeezing the mounds and finding them turgid and warm, swelling steadily. Her nipples were already hard. His hands moved down her back again to her buttocks.

“Open your legs,” he commanded.

Megan shuffled her legs apart. His fingers dipped into her crotch and found her slit, framed with sparse, neatly trimmed pubic fuzz, to be moist with anticipation. He chuckled softly and slowly bahis firmaları squeezed a finger into her cunt.

His penis was against her lips in his briefs. Megan’s lips parted and she caressed it with her lips and tongue through the thin, tight cloth. It began to respond. Her hips twitched. The man moved his finger slowly in and out of her hot, tight cunt. She remained bent over with her hands on her knees, awaiting his instructions.

“Now. Show me your contrition, young lady,” he murmured. “You know what you must do.”

It was what she was waiting for. Her hands moved up to his hips and she rolled down his briefs. His penis was long and dark and thick, uncircumcised, thickening rapidly. She knew it would swell to a magnificent nine-inch length and corresponding thickness. Megan took it one hand and slipped her lips around it, jerking it in her fist. It rose smoothly, hardening and thickening in her mouth. His hand pumped at her buttocks, a finger arched into her cunt.

The man smiled down at her, his hips moving back and forth, his swollen cock glistening in her fingers and sliding in and out of her mouth. Her lips and fingers shone with pre-cum gunk. Her chest heaved and her breasts swung and shook as her body rocked back and forth, bowed in mock contrition before him. Her hips writhed and his palm, with a finger arched, slapped softly at her buttocks.

“Yes,” he grunted softly. “That’s very satisfactory, young lady. I can see that you truly regret your lapse.”

Meghna groaned deep in her throat, caressing her lust-ridden face with his penis, her head turned up, lasciviously licking his swollen shaft, winding her long tongue around his cock-head. She cupped his balls, bent her head, licked and sucked them and then, holding his hips with both hands, took his penis deep in her mouth and sucked it furiously and hungrily. The man gasped, his head snapping back and, with one hand on her head, the other slapping rapidly between her trembling, swaying, writhing buttocks, fucked her face eagerly, thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth. It was a warm, wet suction-device and he felt his penis throb and his balls surge with excitement. Finally, he pushed her head away.

“Now,” he said, satisfied. “It is time for the rest of your punishment. Turn around and bend over.”

Megan obeyed meekly and turned around and bent forward, her hands on her knees, her buttocks thrust back at him. He pressed his cock-head to her cunt from behind.

“How many strokes shall it be this time?” He asked.

“You must decide, sir,” she gasped softly. “As many as are necessary for my sake, so that I improve.”

“That is good. What must you learn from this?”

“To — to — do what I am told. Always to obey.”

“Correct. Count the strokes after one.”

“Yes, sir. I will.”

“One.” The man flexed his buttocks and, holding her hips, thrust his hips forward. His cock surged into the teenager’s cunt-flesh.

Megan gasped and cried out, her head snapping up. His penis burst into her cunt, hot and hard and throbbing, going in deeper and deeper. The man held her hips and smoothly flexed his buttocks taut, pushing his hips forward till his penis was buried in her cunt to the hilt. He paused briefly and she groaned, her buttocks squirming against his thighs. He squeezed her dangling, succulent breasts. His hips eased back and his cock slid slowly outward. Megan groaned. Flexing his buttocks, he swung his hips and thrust into her again.

“OH!” She gasped. “Ohhhh yes!”

“Count!” He snapped.

“Two!” She gasped.

He pulled out and thrust in again and now it was with a snap of his hips.

“Three! Four! Ohhh god five! Ohhh yes, six! Ohh, sir! Ohhh yes, ohhh yes, sir, yes! Oh ma uhh Ohhh uhh oh uhh oh ma uhh ohhh oh yes sir ohhh yes oh god yes!”

“Keep counting!” He barked. “Or else your punishment will be doubled! Keep counting!”

He fucked her hard and Megan gasped and mumbled the numbers, her body jerking and lurching with thrusts. He took her hard, his hips slapping against her thighs, his inflamed cock bursting into her flesh again and again, his hands on her hips, sliding up now and then to squeeze her pendulous, swinging, wobbling breasts. Faster and faster he went, and her chanting kaçak iddaa of the numbers grew confused, interspersed with ululating moans as his penis rocked rapidly in and out of her cunt, his hips swinging rapidly and gyrating to enter her from all angles. The eighteen-year old schoolgirl’s body trembled and shook and lurched eagerly beneath his and her cries were sharp and eager and hungry. Her cunt convulsed on his throbbing penis and he flung his head back and groaned, pounding into her flesh, squeezing his penis in as far as it would go, as though he couldn’t have enough of its heat and cramping tightness.

Her orgasm was sharp and intense and she gasped, her head arching, radiant with excitement as the heat of the climax swept through her slender frame. The man went into her with a spiralling, skewering, thrust, pulled out, then entered her again, and yet again. Megan groaned in joy. Finally, it ebbed. She remained bent over, his cock in her cunt. The man looked down at her, his chest heaving with excitement. She was incredibly sexy, and he wasn’t done.

“I’m disappointed,” he said softly. “You did not keep your promise. You did not count.”

“I did, sir!” She said. “I counted in my mind!”

“You were not told you could. You must be punished.”

“Oh, sir!”

“Very well. Tell me how many strokes there were. If you are right, I will forgive you the rest. If not, the punishment will be severe.”

“One hundred and seventy-two, sir! I counted!”

“I’m sorry. You’re wrong. It was one hundred and seventy-five. Exactly.”

“Oh, sir!” Megan pretended to be in distress.

“A rule is a rule,” he said firmly. “You will be sodomised. And then you will suck my penis and swallow my seed. Let this be a lesson to you.”

“Yes, sir,” she said meekly, but thoroughly delighted. “As you say, sir.”

He slid out of her cunt and pressed his cock-head to her tight little anus. Meghna tensed and then, as he pressed firmly forward, holding her hips, yielded. His cock-head popped into her rear-channel. She cried out, her head snapping up, her face contorted in a rictus of pain and joy. He chuckled.

“That’s better. Now you’re learning!”

Holding her firm and steady with his hands on her slender waist, he flexed his buttocks and squeezed his inflamed penis into her tight little anus. Megan panted in agonised pleasure. The pain receded as his cock went deeper and deeper into her asshole and now there was only the heat in her loins. She squirmed her buttocks backward, taking his cock deeper into her ass, till all nine inches of him were buried in her ass.

“God, yes!” She gasped. “Do it! Fuck my ass! Ohhh god yes! Give it to me!”

“That,” he said, “is my intention.”

The man fucked the eighteen-year old schoolgirl’s ass for several minutes with intense and immense enjoyment. His hips rocked unhurriedly back and forth, and his cock slid in and out of her ass, appearing and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks. He held her hips and moved her ass up and down on his shaft. The girl groaned and moaned and gasped and panted and rocked back and forth under her master, her swollen breasts jiggling with his thrusts. He clenched and squeezed them hard in his hands.

“Ohhh sir! Ohhhh yes! Ohhhh god yes! OHH OHHHH sir-sir-sir yes!”

Her anus was tight and hot and it squeezed his penis hungrily. The man gasped.

“Mmmm — yes — yes — I can see that you’re sorry –“

“Yes, sir — no, sir — I mean, yes — yes I’m sorry, sir –“

He chuckled. “I accept your apology and contrition. You’re forgiven.”

“Oh thank you, sir! Now fuck me hard, sir! Fuck me! Fuck my ass, sir, please! Do it to me, sir, please!”

The man laughed. “Certainly, young lady! Anything you say!”

He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her slender waist and began sodomizing her slowly and deeply and thoroughly. He rocked his hips to and fro and back and forth, crushing his inflamed penis into the delightful tightness of her hot rear channel. Bent over before him, the eighteen-year old moaned and gasped, her breath coming in heaving, cracked sobs of pure pleasure. His penis was enormous, hot and heavy and the sensation of it grinding and squelching rhythmically in and out of her anus was kaçak bahis heavenly. She squirmed her hips and buttocks against his thighs. He slid his hands up under her body and squeezed her breasts, grunting and groaning his pleasure.

“Mm — take it — c’mon — take it — yes — that is very good — ohhh yes — c’mon — ohhhh uhhh yes!”

“Ohh uhh OHHH uhh OH sir yes! Ohhh god yes! Punish me sir — fuck me — fuck my ass ohhh god yes — ohhh yes!”

The man thrust his hand under her belly to her crotch and, arching a finger into her slit, masturbated her rapidly. Her clitoris was hard and stiff and he flicked it back and forth.

Megan’s face whipped up and she cried out as another orgasm crashed over her. The man chuckled dryly, and rocked his hips back and forth, stuffing his penis into her ass.

When her climax waned, he slipped his penis out of her. Megan gasped at the release of pressure and, trembling and panting and gasping, fell to her knees before him. She paused for a moment, her head bowed, her chest heaving, her body shaking with the strain and then, turning around before him, pushed her head between his legs. Taking his cock in one hand, jerking it, she slipped her lips around it and began to suck it again.

The man’s penis was coated with her cunt and ass juices and his slippery gunk and it tasted heavenly. Megan felt dizzy. She sucked his cock slowly and heavily, taking him deep in her mouth and licking it lasciviously. He grunted and, holding her head, moved it back and forth as he pumped his hips and fucked her face. Megan groaned deep in her throat and sucked him harder and faster and deeper. His cock throbbed angrily in her mouth and, with a soft gasp, he came. Megan sensed his climax and sucked his penis sharply, then tilted her head back, opening her lips and jerking his cock in her fist. Gunk spurted from his cock-head into her mouth and splashed on her face. She shook his cock over her face and breasts, taking his seed on her body, then took his cock in her mouth and sucked him slowly. The man groaned. Slowly, he lost his erection.

He stepped back and she pulled his briefs up for him, and, still kneeling on the floor, her face and breasts shining with his gunk, smiled wantonly at him. She cupped her breasts, massaging his seed into her flesh.

“Thank you, sir,” she said softly. “You are very kind. I will try and be good from now on. I will always do as you say.”

“Yes. You must always obey, always. That is the code.”

“Yes, sir. I will do as you say.”

“Stand up.”

She got up and he kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She wound her arm about his head and squirmed against him, her hands caressing his superb body. He pushed her away.

“Go on, now,” he said gently. “It’s almost time for your study period, Meg. You can’t stay here forever.”

She groaned. “I wish I could. Must I go? I can do the work at night. You could sign me out of class.”

“I’ll do no such thing. You’ve got to study, can’t just fuck your way through school.”

“Whyever not?” Megan looked genuinely surprised. “It’s more fun, and it’s not like I don’t learn!”

“Rubbish. All you learn is anatomy — your teacher’s anatomy.”

Megan giggled. “At least that’s one paper I’ll do well in. Just last evening, I learned all about curves and angles from Golwalkar.”

“Who, the math teacher?”

“Yes. He showed me all kinds of things.”

“The sod. So now he’s fucking you, too?”

“Oh yes. Several weeks now. Ever since I plugged his exam. This time I’ll get an A. He really loves fucking my ass.”

“I’m sure you will,” the man laughed. “But your Physics marks are still appalling.”

“Not for long,” she grinned. “Ramchandran’s been fucking me, too, over the past few days.”

“That stupid bugger!”

She grinned and shrugged impishly. “Yes, he does that, too. I don’t mind.” She giggled irrepressibly. “He taught me all about motion.”

“Yeah, I bet. It still won’t work.”

“I think it might.”

“You’re a nymphomaniac.”

“Are you complaining?”

“Not at all.”

“Then shut up and fuck me.”

“Do you want to be punished again?”

“Yes! Yes, of course I do!”

The man laughed.

“Fuck me again, Alex,” she whispered, her tongue in his ear. “Fuck me as much as you like.”

He laughed and slapped her bottom and pushed her away again.

“Get out, you randy little slut,” he chuckled. “Go get an education.”

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