South Carolina for the Summer Ch. 08

South Carolina for the Summer Ch. 08

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Pam came up for air with a big splash and tossed her hair back. She looked back to the shore and saw Amy walking out of the water up to her towel on the sandy shore of the lake. Amy turned and looked out to the middle of the lake when she heard the splash, and waved. Her long, black hair was slicked back on her head and dangled on her shoulders. Pam waved back.

Amy was developing into a full-figured young lady, and Pam felt herself attracted to her in a strange way. The sun was so bright and warm and the water was so cool and fresh that it was hard to get out, but Pam started to swim back to shore. Pam had begun to notice that she was beginning to develop, herself, since she had come to live with her Aunt. She had more hair between her legs now, and her breasts were becoming fully grown boobs, instead of buds with pointy nipples on the ends.

Pam walked out of the water dripping wet, her blonde hair slicked back on her head just like Amy’s deep, thick, black hair. Amy was putting cocoa butter tanning oil on her belly and chest. The small radio between the towels was playing the newest Stone Temple Pilots song.

“God, that felt so good,” Pam said, wiping her hair back with her hands again. She picked up a towel and wiped away the droplets of water. Immediately, the strong sun began to warm her skin. She turned her face up to the sun to feel the warmth. “I hope my skin stays clear.”

“It will,” Amy said. “Fresh water and sunshine is good for your skin.”

Pam looked down at Amy. Her hands rubbed the shiny, rich-smelling oil into her smooth skin. Her legs were firm, her waist was slender, and her breasts filled her bikini top. Pam was a little envious of her figure, until she looked down at her own body. She did have to admit to herself that she was looking good. The evaporating water left her skin cool, and that made her nipples hard, pointing right through the thin bikini material.

Amy handed the bottle of oil to Pam and Pam sat on her towel and rubbed down her front with the oil until she had covered every part of her body she could reach by herself.

“Can I put oil on your back?” Pam asked.

“Sure. You can do my back and I’ll do yours.”

Amy rolled over on her belly. Pam knelt down beside her, squirted the oil generously into her hand, and gently, soothingly, rubbed it over Amy’s back. Amy pulled her hair out of the way so Pam could smear it on her shoulders and neck. As she rubbed, Pam made it clear with firm, sensuous strokes that she enjoyed doing it.

“That feels wonderful,” Amy sighed. “It’s like a massage.” She rested her cheek on her folded arms.

“I had a boyfriend who gave me a massage once,” Pam said. “He was so gentle and it felt so good.” Pam squirted more oil into her hand and rubbed it on Amy’s back and sides. Her fingers grazed the top of her bikini bottom and made her cheeks shake very slightly. She rubbed more oil on the back’s of Amy’s thighs, going all the way up to where her legs curved gracefully into her hips and ass. Pam let her fingers slip right up to the crack of her ass and even touch her cheeks, but Amy didn’t seem to be upset by it.

Amy looked up at Pam, shielding her eyes from the sun.

“Let me do your back, now,” Amy said.

Pam handed her the bottle and laid down on her belly on her towel. Pam rested her cheek on her folded arms, waiting to feel Amy’s oily hands on her skin. When she did begin wiping the oil on her back, Pam shivered. Amy’s hands were soft and gentle, and it felt better than the massage her old boyfriend gave her.

“I have to undo your top so you’ll get an all over tan,” Amy said. Pam didn’t resist when she untied the bikini top and rubbed her back very sensually. Amy’s fingers were trembling, and Pam felt her excitement shooting all through her own body. Amy was touching her very much the same way Pam was rubbing her back and her thighs, but Pam felt that she’d better make the next move.

As Amy slowly rubbed the oil on her back, Pam raised herself up on her elbows and let her suit top fall completely away from her breasts. Amy lifted her hands off for a moment, and She heard her breathe a sigh and start to slowly stroke her backside more eagerly. Her hands were shaking. She could feel Amy’s stare on the parts of her breasts that were exposed to her gaze, but Pam wanted her to see more, but only so demurely.

The straps of her suit had fallen to the towel by her elbows. She leaned over on one elbow to face Amy, and briefly gave her a full view of her breasts as she completely removed the bikini top and threw it up by the radio. She laid back down on her elbows, letting her breasts gently bob side to side. As Amy rubbed her back more quickly and firmly, she knew the moment she had been waiting for so anxiously was not far away.

Amy finished covering Pam’s backside with oil, put the cap back on the bottle, and returned to her towel on her back to sun herself some more. Pam wanted to lie face up, to sun her bare breasts and give Amy a view of her chest, but she izmir escort bayan was so nervous about doing it she breathing hard and her heart was pounding with excitement. Her heart was racing as she turned over on the towel and lay there with her eyes closed, although she was dying to open them to see if Amy was looking at her boobs.

She realized, though, that she didn’t need to open her eyes, because she could feel Amy’s excited stare. She relaxed, feeling thrilled all over, and pushed her chest out. Pam could hear the sharp sounds of Amy’s hands tugging at the ties of her bikini, and Pam was dying of curiosity when Amy pulled it away from her body. She heard the racy, sexy sound of her bikini bottoms sliding down her hips and it was almost more than she could bear. She could feel Amy’s excited body laying on the towel beside her. She was dying to look at Amy’s naked body. Was her imagination, or had Amy laid down closer to her?

Finally, unable to hold back her curiosity any longer, Pam peeled open her eyes and casually looked over at Amy. Amy was sitting up, anointing her front side with suntan oil, while she glanced at Pam’s body and quickly looked away.

Pam pushed down her bikini bottoms sat up, her legs crossed, facing the lake, but glancing at Amy. Silently, Amy handed the bottle of coconut smelling oil to Pam. She was taking glances at Pam as she rubbed oil over her breasts, thighs and legs. At first, Pam quickly rubbed a little bit of oil over her tits, as if they were too hot for her to touch, and she quickly glanced at Amy to see if she was watching. Pam continued rubbing oil down to her inner thighs. She looked up at Amy and caught her staring transfixed at Pam’s hands before Amy quickly looked away to the lake.

Amy and Pam were sneaking glances at one another by then, but were gradually watching one another more and more as the other appeared to be gazing off somewhere else or at one’s own torso. They each spent long moments sensually stroking different parts their of their bodies. Pam rubbed oil on her thighs while Amy rubbed oil on her belly and her tits. Amy’s soft flesh molded sensuously under her hands. Amy sighed as her finger rubbed over her nipple. She cupped one breast, then the other, in her palms and let it gently drop, sighing heavily and obviously enjoying the pleasure it gave her. Pam noticed that her bottom was squirming on the towel, and suspected that her lithe body was probably just as aroused as hers.

Amy watched Pam’s hands rub her inner thighs. She sighed when Pam’s breasts jostled back and forth as her arms moved vigorously and her nipples grew painfully erect. Pam’s hands travelled up, wiping oil on her belly, then up to her tits. Amy was staring directly at Pam’s shiny tits.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” Amy whispered.

Finally, Pam thought. She couldn’t stand it anymore.

“I want to touch you,” Pam said, reaching across the small patch of sand between their towels. Amy sat very still, and let Pam’s hands find her breasts. When Pam’s fingers touched her soft flesh, Amy sighed and laid back on the towel. Pam molded her breasts vigorously, and Amy writhed out of control. Then, suddenly, before either of them knew what had happened, they were in each other’s arms, kissing deeply.

Amy held Pam’s face in her hands, smearing cocoa butter on her cheeks. Pam’s hand drifted down Amy’s slick, shiny skin, over her flat belly to the V where her legs came together. Amy’s legs spread automatically. Pam’s fingers searched through the soft hair on Amy’s mound until she found the warm, moist lips of her cunt, and then the hard knob of her clitoris. When she started to rub it, Amy squirmed and kissed Pam harder.

“Oh God … oh God … oh God,” Amy moaned. She was writhing and bucking her hips. Her ass rose off the towel and her back arched up like a bridge. Pam kept stroking her clitoris with her slick finger, but she had no idea Amy was so close to an orgasm. She watched Amy in fascination as she enjoyed a shattering climax by her own hand. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her face was a grimace like she was in pain, but Pam knew how that felt. Her nipples were hard, shiny points on her tits, which shook and jiggled excitedly.

Amy gasped for breath as her orgasm passed. She opened her eyes and looked up into Pam’s eyes.

“Wow,” Amy breathed, her chest heaving.

Pam rolled on her back and spread her legs.

“Having someone do it to you is so much better than doing it yourself,” Pam said. “Would you do it to me?”

“Yeah,” Amy said, and crawled up beside her on her hands and knees. She touched Pam’s pussy hesitantly, like she wasn’t sure what she should do. “I’ve never done this with a girl,” Amy said.

“Do it just like you’d do it to yourself. Think about how you like it done.”

Amy stared between Pam’s legs. She had never seen another girl’s pussy, much less touched one, and Pam’s looked so much different from hers. Pam’s was covered with light, blonde hair, and she had less of it than Amy escort izmir did between her legs. She had also never seen a pussy from this angle. The best she had ever seen her own was in a mirror.

Amy carefully put her hand on Pam’s mound, and it was warm and the hair was soft, just like her own. Since there was not as much hair, Pam’s lips were much easier to see. Amy slipped her finger down over the puffy lips, and Pam sucked in her breath.

“Put your finger in,” Pam said.

Amy wasn’t too sure what she meant, but she pushed her finger a short distance between the moist lips.

“Yes,” Pam gasped. She reached down, grabbed Amy’s wrist, and pulled it toward her so that her finger plunged into her hole. Amy gasped in surprise, but couldn’t pull her hand away. Amy simply stared at her with her mouth open. Pam was jamming Amy’s finger into her cunt again and again. Pam had been hanging on the verge of a terrific orgasm herself, and hadn’t even realized it.

When Pam finally released her hand, Amy pulled it out and examined her index finger. For a moment or two, she was afraid she wouldn’t get it back.

Pam relaxed as the bliss of the orgasm faded, but her ass still squirmed on the towel. Amy crawled up and laid beside her on her back. Pam rolled on her side and reached out to squeeze Amy’s tit again.

“Maybe we should get back before someone sees us like this,” Amy said, looking into Pam’s eyes.

“Okay,” Pam said. They leaned toward each other hesitantly. Their lips touched lightly, then they got up, put their bikinis back on, folded up their towels, and began the hike back through the woods to the house.

* * *

Todd was going back to his room and heard some strange noises from Pam’s room. He stopped in the hallway outside his room and looked at her door, which was opened just a crack, and the sun shining in her window made a bright strip of light on the wall. He figured she was with Amy, so he peeked in to see what they were doing. What he saw made him smile.

They were both on Pam’s bed. Pam was on her back with her legs spread out wide, and Amy was kneeling over her, undressing her bit by bit. Amy was wearing a skimpy bikini that looked no bigger than three postage stamps, and she was pulling off Pam’s sexy, red bikini. They were laughing and giggling and rolling around like they were two wrestlers without any mud or oil. It excited him to see Pam’s hard nipples when her top came off, and the sparse wisps of blonde hair around the delicate, pink lips of her young pussy when Amy yanked down her bottoms.

They hadn’t noticed him standing in the doorway, so he pushed the door open another inch and stayed to watch. As soon as Pam was completely naked, Amy spread her pussy lips with her fingers. She was holding a huge, pink, plastic cock in her other hand and held it poised at Pam’s tiny opening. She rubbed the fat head against her slit, and right before his eyes, pushed it in. Pam moaned and her ass lifted off the bed. Her juicy, pink lips grabbed his cock and seemed to swallow it whole. Amy reached up to fondle Pam’s nipples. Todd could hear Pam’s loud moans as Amy pumped the dildo in and out. Pam looked like she was already on the verge of a terrific orgasm. Her hips pumped faster and faster. Her body quivered and shook, then she stiffened and came. Amy pumped for a little while longer, and when she pulled it out, the plastic cock was coated with Pam’s shiny juices.

Todd coughed. Amy turned to the door and her face turned pale.

“Oh shit,” she said, and hopped off Pam. Pam looked up at him.

“Hi, Todd,” Pam said.

Sweet-looking Amy jumped off the bed and walked toward him. “You scared me,” she said. Her tits bounced with each soft step.

“I didn’t mean to,” he said, closing the door behind him.

“Do you like watching?” Amy said, and casually put her hand on her soft tit, like she wasn’t even aware of what she was doing. She put her hands on his hips and gave him a coy smile. “I’d love to see you play with yourself,” she whispered. She was still wound up and her nipples were hard when she pressed them into his chest.

“I already told her you want to fuck her,” Pam said. “And she wants to fuck you.”

“I want you to fuck me with this cock,” Amy said, and put her hand on the hard lump in his jeans.

“If you insist,” Todd said. He unbuttoned the front and Amy, giggling, anxiously helped him pull them down. She gasped when it appeared and held it gingerly in her two small hands like a priceless sculpture.

“It’s the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever seen, so big and so long,” she said.

“Are you sure it’s not too big for you?” Todd asked. He leaned back against the door and let Amy caress his thick, twelve inch staff.

Without answering, Amy dropped to her knees in front of him and wrapped her juicy, sensuous lips around the head of his throbbing cock.

“Maybe,” Amy whispered, rubbing the fat head over her wet lips. She took it into her mouth again and Pam sat up to watch Amy izmir escort suck. Pam gave a look of surprise, but it turned her on.

Todd dug his fingers into Amy’s shoulders and stuffed his big prick deep into Amy’s mouth. Her eyes bulged out and she gagged on it. Amy seemed to salivate more than usual as she moaned and bobbed her head rapidly.

“I want to cum in your mouth,” Todd groaned. Before Amy had a chance to speak, his entire body tensed and he shot his load far down her inviting throat. Her cheeks ballooned with his cum. Amy had two orgasms before Pam saw Todd’s cum dripping from Amy’s lips and rolling down her cheeks. When he pulled his cock slowly from her mouth Amy sucked in every drop of his cream.

Amy stood and wiped a little bit of sperm from her lips with her finger and kissed him. She had a long tongue that tickled the roof of his mouth. Amy got up and rushed to the bed and kissed Pam, transferring his cum with each kiss. They looked back at Todd. Each girl had his white liquid dripping from their mouths.

“Come on over here,” Pam said, patting the bed beside them. Todd went to the bed, his cock wagging between his legs like a dog’s tail, and climbed between the two girls. “If I know you, you wouldn’t mind trying Amy’s pussy on for size,” Pam said as she straddled Todd and hovered over his stiff cock. Her young cunt dripped with juice. She rubbed it around her pussy for a minute or two before she slipped the thing between her juicy pussy lips. She squealed and slowly lowered her cunt onto his cock with practiced ease. “But I’m not sure she’s ready to … uhn … take your horse.” She moaned and squeezed her eyes shut as he stretched her pussy open.

Her cunt was as tight and as snug as a velvet glove. She moved her hips up and down slowly and made his cock surge way too soon.

“Oh god,” Todd groaned. He gritted his teeth and exploded suddenly inside her. Pam’s eyes grew wide when she felt the warm liquid filling her up.

“A little overanxious, Todd?” Pam snickered, still moving up and down on him.

“I don’t know,” Todd shrugged. “This has never happened to me.”

Pam lifted herself off him. His cock flopped out and his cum ran down the insides of her thighs. Todd sighed.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“I guess I was a little overanxious myself,” Pam said.

“I only hope you’ve got enough left for me,” Amy said, and sat up to strip off her bikini. She glanced at Todd out of the corner of her eye, beckoning him toward her. She pulled away the skimpy top and her tits jiggled seductively. Todd’s eyes locked on her beautiful tits before she spread out face down on the bed. She squirmed out of her tiny bikini bottoms and her smooth bottom shook in his face.

Todd rested his hands on Amy’s bare ass and she looked up at him with big, innocent eyes. He rubbed her back with his fingers and let his hands graze over her ass. He rubbed her trim waist down to the flare of her hips, and his fingers lightly touched her bare, swollen breasts, where they pressed into the soft bed.

Amy moaned for him to encourage him and lifted her ass ever so slightly again and again when his fingers touched her there. She stared at Todd’s cock hanging between his legs, and it began to grow hard again as she watched. Her mouth fell open in awe as it grew longer and longer. Finally, she couldn’t bear it another minute and raised her ass high in the air.

“Give it to me, Todd,” Amy sighed and reached back, pulling apart the cheeks of her ass. “Give it to me.” Her body was shaking. She wanted his prick inside her when she had an orgasm.

Todd quickly moved behind Amy to mount her. She was trembling with excitement. He put his hand between her legs and ran his fingers up along the groove of her slit. She was hot and wet and moaned when he touched her.

“Do it to her,” Pam whispered.

Amy felt the big head against her hole and cried out. She was a little bit frightened, but terribly anxious to have him inside her. His hands were on her hips and his cock was sliding into her.

“Oh my god,” Amy cried. No sooner was it pushing in than she began to cum. She felt her cunt stretching to accommodate him. His balls touched her and she knew he had hit bottom.

Todd was still for a moment to let her savor the feeling of being stuffed with so much cock before he began to ram her hard. He reared back his hips to fuck her, but it was Amy who was fucking him like a wild tiger in heat. She leaned forward, reached between her legs, grabbed his balls and pulled them hard, and his thick prick eased deeper into her wet hole. The intense pleasure made her back arch and she closed her eyes as her body jerked. Then she started to pump his cock with a savage motion, and as the shaft of his cock moved in and out of her cunt it dripped with her juices. She had the sensation of many men making love to her at once and lost all control of her body, bucking furiously like a stallion that had never been ridden.

Pam was really getting off on this. Amy was fucking him with such speed and energy that when they came it nearly knocked them out. Amy’s screams filled the room. Pam couldn’t believe she was enjoying it as much as she was. She was about to have an orgasm just watching them.

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This is a short little story. No intro. The characters aren’t even named. I hope you enjoy it.

The girl stumbled trying to get up the steps to her door, and she could hear her friends laughing from the car. She straightened herself up, turned, shot them a bird, and stuck her tongue out at them. They all laughed and cheered before pulling away from the curb. She turned back to the task of trying to get in through the front door without falling backwards down the steps and killing herself. She was so glad her girlfriend had driven, because she was way too drunk to drive herself. She was barely able to walk, although she wasn’t so far gone that she couldn’t remember where she was or what she was doing.

She was finally able to make it to her room, after hitting the bathroom. She quickly stripped out of all her clothes except for her panties and fell back on her bed, ready to pass out. She lay there for a few seconds waiting for sleep to overtake her, but something was wrong. She couldn’t go to sleep.

She rolled onto her back, her firm full eighteen year-old breasts sagging slightly to either side as she lay there. She was really tired, but she had that nagging feeling that she was forgetting something. She just couldn’t figure out what it was, she just knew she wouldn’t be able to get to sleep till she figured it out.

As she laid there thinking she just happened to glance over at her computer, and noticed a flashing light on the monitor. That meant the computer was on, but was in “snooze” mode. She slowly sat up, and staggered over to the desk, and moved the mouse, waking the computer up.

“Oh, shit,” she muttered, as the screen flickered to life. Now she remembered what she had almost forgotten.

She rushed down the hall and into her mother’s room. There on the bed was a sight to behold. Before going out with her friends, the girl had gotten mad at her mom and tied her spread-eagled on the bed. She couldn’t even remember what had made her so angry, but she knew she must have been, for her to leave the woman like this. Her mom was completely naked and tied face down with her arms tied to the corners of the bed, and her legs spread wide with her ankles secured to the corners at the foot of the bed. She had stuffed a couple of pillows under the older woman’s hips so that they were raised and slightly flexed, putting a nice curve to her backside.

She had also blindfolded the woman, and put a set of headphones on her ears so that she couldn’t see, and all she heard was soft jazz. A large ballgag and leather wrist and ankle cuffs completed her ensemble. A large wet spot under her cheek attested to the efficiency of the gag, and a large wet spot beneath her crotch showed how effective the entire scene was.

The girl could not help but admire how beautiful her mother looked like this. No matter how mad she was at the woman, when she saw her all soft and vulnerable like this, she just wanted to stop being the disciplinarian and make mad sweet love to her. But, of course she couldn’t do that. She had to remain the strong one in order to keep the relationship going.

Slowly the girl began remembering bits and pieces of tying her mother female agent porno to the bed, although she still couldn’t remember what she had done to make her so mad. She remembered that she had taken great joy in taunting the older woman as she tied her down. There had been several break-ins in the neighborhood, and she had taken great enjoyment in whispering that in her current position the burglar would be able to do anything he wanted to her, and she would be powerless to stop him.

But, not being totally oblivious to the obvious dangers of leaving her mother in such a vulnerable position, she had made sure to blindfold her so she would not be able to identify anyone who wanted to take advantage of her womanly charms, thus there would be no reason to harm her afterwards. She had also placed her web cam inconspicuously on the dresser and set it to record on her computer in the next room. It had never occurred to her that a burglar might find her computer something worth steeling.

The girl shook her head to bring herself back to the present, which almost made her fall over, as she was still drunk. She could tell by her mother’s breathing that she was sound asleep. That made sense though, because when your movements were restricted and there was nothing else for you to do, why not?

She slowly climbed onto the bed between her mother’s spread legs. Her mother made no indication that she was waking up until the girl stroked her swollen pussy lips. The woman moaned and writhed against her bonds.

The girl’s mother shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs. Surprised at first, she quickly recognized the touch, and knew it was her little girl who was stroking her extremely sensitive pussy

“I haven’t checked the video yet,” she said, pushing two of her fingers deeply into her mother’s very wet pussy. “Did you have any visitors while I was gone?”

She shook her head no.

“You’re pretty wet down here,” the girl purred in her mother’s ear, as her fingers easily stroked between her puffy lips. “Are you horny?”

Her mother’s only response was to moan and vigorously shake her head yes.

“Do you want me to do something about it?” the girl asked, brushing her fingers over her mother’s extremely sensitive clit.

The older woman jerked at the touch and shook her head yes as energetically as she could, making her almost as dizzy as her drunk daughter.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere,” the girl said, giving her mother’s rounded backside a hard slap, making it jiggle and leaving a pink handprint on the soft globe.

A few minutes later she came back into the room sans undies, but now sporting a large strapon dildo that wobbled most realistically as she walked. She climbed back onto the bed between her mother’s legs. She reached across the woman’s body to grab the lubricant that was always sitting on the bedside stand. Her mother’s pussy was so wet, she probably didn’t need it, but she decided to be good to her. She slathered lubricant on the dildo all the way to the base, and then tossed the tube to the side.

“You ready,” she asked, positioning herself close between female fake taxi porno her mother’s spread thighs. The older woman nodded her head vigorously, not that it would have made any difference to her daughter if she wasn’t. She always got randy when she was drunk, and she was bound and determined to fuck the woman no matter what.

Kneeling behind the woman, the girl worked the head of her cock up and down the slippery slot until it had worked its way between the puffy lips. She then paused for a second before sinking all the way into her in one firm thrust.

The older woman knew what was coming when the girl paused her movements, but still let out a strong grunt, as the air was forced out of her lungs, when the girl plunged the cock’s full length into her. Even though it was a bit rude, she loved it.

Her daughter stopped for another second or two to let her mother adjust to the invasive tool. Once her mother had relaxed she pulled back until just the tip was left inside of her, then plunged it all the way back in. She started out slow, but quickly picked up speed until her hips were a blur, as she pounded her mother’s pussy like there was no tomorrow.

The girl could tell by her mother’s attempts to thrust her hips back against her, and her grunts and groans that she was rapidly approaching orgasm. Being restrained almost all night hadn’t seemed to slow her down any, and the woman pushed her hips against the girl’s crotch as much as her restraints would let her.

The girl used one arm to support herself, and reached under the writhing woman beneath her with the other hand. She snaked her hand under her mother’s hips so she could tease and torment her erect and highly charged clit. The effect was immediate and spectacular.

The woman began shaking as if she were having a seizure. Her pussy muscles clamped down on the invading cock so tightly, the girl had trouble continuing to fuck her. She groaned into her gag as the orgasm washed over her body like a tidal wave. Also like a tsunami, her orgasm came in more than one wave. Each success wave of pleasure caused her to moan, and shake with pleasure.

As the woman slumped onto the bead teetering on the brink of unconsciousness, the girl pulled her juice covered cock out of her mother’s clutching cunt, and gave her pussy a couple of quick licks which caused her to whimper and writhe as the sensations overloaded her senses.

Without another word the girl took the harness off and let the dildo drop onto the bed. She then released her mother’s ankles. She moved up to the head of the bed and untied the ropes securing her wrists. She then flipped the woman onto her back, knocking the little pile of pillows out of the way.

Before her mother had a chance to recover the girl swung her leg over the older woman’s body and sat on her chest. She reached down, and removed the gag, tossing it to the side. The woman beneath her worked her jaw muscles trying to get the stiffness, from having the gag in her mouth for most of the night, out.

Before her daughter even made a move, the woman knew exactly what she was going to do, and she was glory hole secrets porno ready for it. Once her jaw seemed to working the way it should, she stuck her tongue out as far as she could, inviting her daughter to make the next move.

The girl needed no more encouragement. She slowly slid forward impaling herself on her mother’s long pointed tongue, allowing the woman to lick her insides. She absolutely loved the feeling of her mother’s tongue as it snaked around inside of her. Every once in a while, when conditions were just right the older woman had even been able to touch her daughter’s G-spot with the tip of her tongue. The effects were always electrifying.

“That’s it, mom,” the girl moaned, as her mother’s mouth worked its magic on her sex. As her tongue licked her insides, her nose rubbed against her sensitive clit. “Oh, my God, that feels incredible.”

Already very horny and having just fucked her mother senseless, it wasn’t long before the girl was cuming on her mother’s face. She pressed her twat down, as tightly as she could, covering her mother’s mouth and nose. She gave little jerks with her hips, grinding her clit against her mother’s nose and lips, and totally covering her mother’s face with her juices as she screamed in pleasure.

After what seemed like an eternity, the girl fell to the side gasping for breath. Her orgasm had been so strong she had forgotten to breath and was now trying to make up for it. The older woman lay beside her daughter licking the girl’s juices from her lips. She even went so far as to use her fingers to scrape the juices from her chin and cheeks and suck them into her mouth.

“No more of that,” the girl said, knocking her mother’s hands away from her face, as she leaned over the older woman and kissed her on the lips, tasting her own juices. Her mother’s arms automatically went around the girl, hugging her firm young body to her. Finally the kiss ended. “Do you need to go to the bathroom?”

“Yes, please,” her mother replied meekly.

The girl removed the blindfold, and after squinting at the bright light the woman got out of bed and scampered to the bathroom. She was gone for only a few minutes, quickly returning to the bed and laying down in the middle again.

Once she was back in bed, her daughter quickly clipped the ankle cuffs together with a small brass padlock. She then did the same thing to her wrists. Once her mother’s wrists were secured she pulled a rope down from the headboard, and clipped it to her wrist cuffs with another padlock.

“Comfy?” the girl asked, after double checking the restraints.

“Yes, dear,” her mother said softly. “Thank you for being so good to me.”

“It was my pleasure, mom,” the girl said, kissing her mother on the lips again. “Now go to sleep. I’ll let you loose in the morning so you can make breakfast.”

“Yes, dear,” the woman said, snuggling into her bed.

The girl covered her mother with the bedding before she left, taking one last look at the woman, who was already asleep, before she turned off the light and went to her own room. Even though her arms were not stretched above her head, if the girl hadn’t pulled the covers up for her, she would have had to sleep totally naked.

The girl checked her mother on the monitor and saw she was sleeping very soundly. She turned the monitor off, turned off her own lights, flopped onto her bed and was asleep almost immediately. It had been a really great night, even if she had almost forgotten something.

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It’s the middle of july and hot out. I decided that morning that i would work out in my garden. I’m not too fond of going anywhere on my days off. I’m more of a homebody since i’m not all that attractive. I have always been a big woman. I’m short about 5’2″ i have ample tits and a huge ass. I recently lost a lot of weight and i’m still adjusting to the change. But i am getting off track about me and jay. Jay has been a family friend for many years and i have had a crush on him for as long as i can remember.

I wore my favorite grubby shorts and tank top, no shoes on my feet because i like the feel of the dirt under my toes. I began pulling the weeds that had started taking over the place. Pulling weeds has never been my favorite thing to do but it has to be done. Plus to make it not seem so boring i put a little music on to listen to while i worked so i could sing along and not get bored.

As i was pulling the weeds and singing along to my tunes, i heard a car pull into the driveway. I got up to see who it was in the car and i was surprised. I wasn’t expecting jay to stop by on a saturday.

Now jay is not muscular in build but he is sexy as hell, his inner light shines through. He is not tall at all. He’s grup sex about my height, super thin, has dark hair and blue eyes. When he smiles he lights up a room. He climbed out of his car and walks over to me and asked what i’m up to. I explained to him that i was pulling weeds. Then i asked what made him stop by on a saturday morning. He explained he was thinking about me and wanted to come by. He tried calling but got no answer, so he took a chance and came over while he was in the area.

I was hot and sweaty and in need of a break so i asked him to follow me inside. I needed something cold to drink and wanted to wash my hands. As i walked into the house i told him to make himself comfortable while i washed up. I’m standing at the sink washing my hands when i felt him walk up behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and started kissing my neck. His lips are so soft and sensual, they felt like velvet.

I loved the way he kissed my neck. I reached around with my wet hands and rubbed his cock through his jeans while leaning back against him. He started playin with my nipples, pinching them hard and pulling on them. He turned me around and lifted my shirt over my head. He placed one nipple latina fuck tour porno in his mouth and suckles it. The other one he continued to pinch and roll between his thumb and index finger. The feeling is so incredible. I arched my back and moaned in pure pleasure. I felt the wetness between my legs. I took him by the hand and lead him to the living room.

He sat on the couch and i knelt on the floor between his legs. I undid his jeans and helped him out of them. His cock is hard at it’s full length of 8 inches, and amazing just to look at. I leaned forward and placed the head in my mouth. I rolled my tongue around it and slowly slid my lips down his shaft. I put his cock as far into my mouth as i could so that it touched the back of my throat. Then i slowly slid my mouth back up his shaft. I licked back down his shaft to his balls and sucked on each one. He was moaning and really enjoying it. I could feel his cock getting harder and his balls tightening up. He was about to cum and i loved it. I heard him say he was going to cum and then i instantly felt it fill my mouth. Its hot and it tasted so good while it slid down my throat.

When he was done, he helped lezbiyen porno me off the floor and onto the couch and told me its my turn. He laid me on my back and told me to open my legs. He went down between my legs while kissing my inner thighs. He worked his way down to my pussy and then to my clit. His tongue was like magic and it felt so amazing. He slowly teased my clit making me moan. He then started to fuck me with his tongue making me want to cum so bad. I reached down and grabbed his head and pushed his mouth harder and deeper into my pussy. As i started to cum, he sucked it all in his mouth and down his throat.

After i was done, i got up off the couch and lead him into the bedroom. I laid down on the bed and he climbed between my legs. He started to slide his cock deep into my wet pussy. His cock inside me felt so incredible and was hitting my g-spot. He started off slow and with each thrust increased the pace. He began fucking me harder and faster until were both screaming in pleasure. I dug my nails into his back and he loved it. He pulled out of me, flipped me over and put me on my knees. He slowly entered me from behind and started pounding me harder, deeper and faster , it felt so breathtaking. He told me i’m his bitch and that he loved fucking me. He questioned if i was ready to cum, knowing that i was. I whined that i was and suddenly we both exploded together. After we both had cleaned up and were tired, we laid next to each other just cuddling. It was so nice to just be wanted for a change.

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Slippery Sister Ch. 03

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I woke up to the sound of the front door opening. Reality jolted my brain, “MOM’s HOME”, echoed in my head. I gently slid Cat off me, pulled the covers over her and quietly ran out to the hall. I would have to pass the stairs to get to my room, so I went into the bathroom.

I heard mom walking around in the kitchen and then toward the stairs. I flushed the toilet, quickly washed my hands and headed for my room. As I passed the stairs Mom was about half way up.

“Hi Bobby, did I wake you up when I came in?” she asked quietly, as she continued up the stairs.

“No,” I yawned, as I was passing the stairs, “I just had to go to the bathroom.”

“Wait a minute.” Mom said when I kept walking. “You’re not going to say goodnight to your Mother?”

“Sorry Mom…still half asleep.” I told her turning back toward the stairs. Before my dad left, we didn’t leave the house or go to bed without kissing our mother. He said it was a sign of respect. I guess he figured as long as he kissed her goodbye and goodnight it was alright to go out and cheat on her, but when she found out about it, he found out how misguided his thinking was. But even after she kicked him out and divorced him, my sister and I still showed her that respect without fail. If I hadn’t been so worried about mom finding out what I had done, I never would have just walked past her like that.

I walked over and kissed her and started to turn away when she said, “What’s all over you?” When I kissed her she had put her hand on my arm and was now rubbing her fingers together.

“Oh…I…um…spilled the oil, sorry, I cleaned it up.” I lied, making a mental note to make sure my sisters bed was cleaned up before mom got up. She slept in the morning because she worked at night and Cat and I were up and out of the house before she got up. Cat was a freshman in college and I was a senior in high school. Lucky for me there were no lights on and the only light came from the moon coming through the window above the stairs. So she didn’t see the oil all over the rest of me.

Okay, goodnight Bobby.” mom said turning and heading for the bathroom.

As soon as she closed the door, I slipped quietly into my sister’s room, grabbed the towel and the oil, walked quickly to my room and closed the door. My heart was pounding as I wiped some of the oil off my body. I put the oil and the towel next to my bed and lay down, and about 20 minutes later Mom came out of the bathroom. I heard her come down the hall toward my room, then stop and open Cat’s door.

“Shit,” I though as my heart started racing again, but I don’t think she went in because a few seconds later I heard the door close. I sighed in relief, then stiffened as I heard mom approach my room. I closed my eyes and started breathing like I was asleep in anticipation of her opening my door, but she didn’t. She stood there for a couple of minutes, I don’t know if she was listening or what she amatör porno was doing. Then I heard her walk back down the hall and close her door. I thought I would never get to sleep that night, the last time I looked at the clock it was 4am.

“Come on Bobby, get up.” Someone was shaking me and saying my name. “I want to put your sheets in the wash. “Come on, before mom gets up.” Cat was whispering in my ear.

“What time is it?” I groaned, sitting up with Cat pulling on my arms. “It’s 7:15.” She growled through gritted teeth as she leaned back with all her strength pulling me to my feet.

“Cat, I didn’t get any sleep.” I said holding myself up against the wall.

“Go lie on the couch…and be quiet.” Cat whispered while she stripped the sheets off my bed. “It’s Saturday, you have all day to rest. I want to get these in the wash before mom wakes up.”

I was still leaning against the wall with my eyes closed, when Cat walked toward the door with my sheets. I felt a quick kiss on my cheek, my eyes popped open, but she was on her way toward the laundry room.

Ten minutes later, I felt someone sit next to me on the couch. I opened one tired eye to see Cat looking down at me nervously.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in a low tired voice.

“Do you think I’m horrible?” She asked sheepishly, looking down at her hand in her lap.

“Horrible?” I repeated sitting up, putting my arms around her and resting my chin on her shoulder. “There are a lot of things I’m thinking about you right now and none of them are horrible. My thoughts and feeling for you right now have my head spinning with pure joy.”

“I’m your older sister. I’m not supposed to do that with you.” Cat said, with tears rolling down her cheek.

“Cat”, I began, wiping a tear from her cheek with my finger, “You made me feel better than I’ve ever felt or known it was possible to feel. Don’t feel bad or guilty about that, and don’t think I have any bad feeling about you because of it. I definitely don’t…I…I love you Cat.”

She turned slowly looking straight into my eyes without blinking and said. “Do you mean that Bobby, I mean really love me, not as a sister, but romantically?”

“That’s exactly what I mean Cat. I feel love for you that I’ve never felt for anyone before. And, last night confirmed that for me.”

Cat pulled me into her arms and kissed me in a way I never knew existed. Everything else was wiped from my mind. I felt suspended as if everything around us dissolved as though that kiss and embrace was supporting our bodies. I don’t know how long we kissed or even who broke it, but when I opened my eyes Cat was staring longingly in to mine. I grabbed her head with both hands and pulled her back to my lips, which seemed to ache with desire. I slid my hand up under her nightgown, needing to touch her skin. I ran my hands up and down her soft velvety back and then slid them anal porno into her panties as my raging hard on broke through the hole in the front of my shorts and rubbed on her naked skin as I kissed her. She let out a muffled moan when I moved one hand to a breast and the other to her dripping wet pussy.

I had to have her right there and then. There was no way to stop myself unless she protested…she didn’t. In fact she grabbed my shirt and yanked it over my head and started kissing and sucking on my chest, then my stomach and without warning, she engulfed my rock hard cock in her mouth. She licked it and sucked on it like she was starving. I was trying my best not to explode in her mouth as she slid my cock out of her mouth to the tip and then plunged it back in til it hit her throat. But when she swallowed the head of my cock, once, twice, and then a third time, my cock erupted like a geyser. Cat grabbed my ass with both hands and held me in place while she swallowed every blast of cum.

I dropped to my knees next to her, laid her back on the floor, and spread her legs. We looked at each other hard for a second, and then I grabbed her panties, one hand on either side of the seam at the crotch and tore them in two. I leaned forward on my elbows and licked the outer lips of her perfect vagina. Cat gasped as I ran my tongue from her opening and stopped just shy of her clit. I had read that women liked to be teased first, so I made circles around her clit without actually touching it, and then ran my tongue down her lips again. As I started back up this time, I put my lips against one of her hot wet pussy lips and sucked it into my mouth, causing Cat to moan. I licked her lip as I moved mine up and down it from her hole to her clit. Cat was rubbing my head and breathing very heavy.

I released her lip, shoved my hands under her ass, lifted it off the floor and jammed my tongue into Cat’s pussy. I twisted and circled my tongue inside her and then tongue fucked her pussy for a minute. I lowered her ass to the floor, removed my tongue and replaced it with a finger. As I fingered Cat, I ran my tongue up her outer lip and then down her inner lip just missing her clit each time. She moaned a little louder and moved a hand that was rubbing my head up to one of her breasts and began to rub it. I put my lips over both of her pussy lip and sucked them both into my mouth this time, feverishly fingering her and sucking on her lips at the same time.

I let her lips pop out of my mouth and ran my tongue up and down the middle of her slit. On the third stroke up, I put the flat of my whole tongue between Cat’s lips, but this time I did not stop at her clit. I dragged my whole tongue as far as I could stick it out of my mouth across it. She gasped loudly, jumped in surprise and grabbed the sides of my head. When I brought my tongue down again I ran the backside of my tongue across her clit. I kept this ana breakers porno up for a while as I fingered her with one hand and stroked a lip with the fingers of my other hand.

Suddenly Cat grabbed my head and started bucking her pussy against my mouth. Cat moaned and whined with her lips clamped shut, trying to be quiet as I continued to assault her clit and lower lips with my tongue and fingers. In a loud half whisper, Cat said, “I—I—I—I’mmmmmm…c—c—c—cuuuuumingggggg!” I stopped licking when she collapsed to the floor.

Cat held her arms out and whispered, “Come here brother.” I crawled up next to her and we held each other quietly for a while.

“Hey Cat?”

“Hmmm?”

“Did it hurt yesterday?” I asked. “I read that it usually hurts girls the first time.”

“Well”, Cat started hesitantly, “Promise me you won’t tell anyone.”

“Tell anyone what? You said you were never with anyone b…”

“Promise me Bobby!”

“Okay, of course I’m not going to tell anyone.”

“One day, after I did the laundry, I was putting mom’s panties in her draw, when I put them down I felt something hard wrapped in some panties that were in there.” Cat said, pausing and looking at me. “I picked them up, unrolled them and there was a penis shaped vibrator inside. I put it back and left her room, but over the next couple of days I kept thinking about it, and wondering how it would feel.” She went on, sitting up and looking down at her hands. “A couple of times when you and mom were out, I went back and looked at it again and even turned it on. It wasn’t as loud as I thought it would be, so the next day I went back in and turned it on again…and then I touched myself with it.” She softly whispered, looking up at me. “Well—after that, whenever you and mom weren’t around, I would experiment with it, sliding it inside my pussy a little deeper each time. Then, one day, it did hurt—it felt like something tore inside me and there was a little blood. I knew that I had broken my hymen, which is what hurts girls the first time they have intercourse. But when I was with you last night, there was nothing but pleasure.”

“So…” I began, hesitating. “Did you use it more after that—and did it feel good?

“Yes I did and it felt great. Do you think I’m a perv?” Cat said in a low voice.

I sat up, put my arm around her and said, “No, I’ve been masturbating since I was about 11. This really took me by surprise though. You never showed any interest in me before.”

Cat slid her fingers through my hair gently pulled my head against hers and said, “I’ve been very careful not to show my feeling for you for the past few years Bobby, but I just couldn’t take it anymore. You’ve been driving me crazy since puberty. There were many times when you carried me on your shoulders at the lake and my pussy was rubbing on you, I fantasized that I had climbed on the other way and you were eating me. Now do you think I’m a perv?”

I turned my head, started sucking on her neck and whispered, “Now I’m getting hard again.”

Cat stood up quickly and laughed, “I’d love to take care of that, but we’ve got to get cleaned up and dressed before mom gets up.” as she gather her clothes.

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Slash Fiction Ch. 02: Space Seed

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My last class on Tuesdays gets out at 2. This past week, after our first encounter, Chad was home when I got home. I changed my clothes and came out to the living room where he was watching a show he’d recorded. I told him, “I can’t stop thinking about the other night. You made my fantasy come true!”

He said, “Yeah, I liked it too. Course, I think you could tell.”

“So, what fantasy do you have?”

“I can’t. I have to be at work in an hour,” he answered.

“I didn’t mean to act out right now,” I told him.

“Oh! Well …” He thought for a moment. “Remember when you visited my college and stayed in my place? I kinda hoped you’d join me in the shower.” I didn’t react, because I was waiting to hear what he pictured. “I mean, it’s silly ’cause we’d never done anything before.”

“It’s not silly,” I assured him. “Hell, if I’d known, I probably would have joined you. What did you imagine us doing?”

Chad put his hand over his crotch. “The usual jack-off material: sucking, fucking. When I got out, I made my routine as long as I could, towel-drying my hair, shaving, even though it was a Saturday. I was hoping you either didn’t know I was in there or didn’t know I was naked and you’d walk in on me.”

“And then what? I’d see your dick and instantly go to my knees to suck it? You’ve read too many magazines.”

Chad laughed. “I didn’t think about the details. I kinda skipped from ‘see me naked’ to fucking doggy-style against the counter.”

My cell phone rang, and I had to take it. I’d been playing phone tag with my classmate about a project we’re working on. When I got off the phone, Chad had left for work. I was in my room changing clothes when I remembered something he’d said. I was so busy with my sarcastic response that I missed him saying that he thought about me while he masturbated. I pictured him lying on his bed, stroking his cock. It wasn’t big enough to evoke the word “monster” the first time I saw it, but it sure felt big when it was inside me! Anyway, I imagined the contours of his cock going in and out of view as he pumped it. I imagined a balloon like they sometimes use to show what a person is dreaming, and I was the star. In his fantasy within my fantasy, I was wearing a string bikini. He reached around to untie the top. It fell out of view, and I pushed his head to my mammoth tits. (They’re not mammoth any more than his cock is a monster, but I imagined him picturing them that way.) “Suck my tits, Big Brother!” I told him. I’ve never called him that in my life, but I pictured his cock getting even harder when he imagined me saying it. I’d tell him, “I know what you really want,” and I’d untie the strings on one side of my bikini bottom. If he had pants on at the beginning of his fantasy, they’d be off now. No guy has ever tried to pick me up off the ground, but I’m short enough and Chad is muscular enough that I figured he probably thought he could do it. He’d put his hands under my thighs and lift me. I’d wrap my legs around his and squeeze. I remembered how this came up, and I saw that we were in the bathroom in his old apartment. He’d escape by setting me on the counter. By the time I got this far, I was on my bed with two fingers in my pussy. I’d lean back and he’d slide his cock inside me. He’d probably picture himself fucking me in a frenzy. He wants to hold back and enjoy the fantasy, but it’s too late. He’s getting cum all over his hand. I walk in and ask him what he’s doing. He tries to cover himself up, but I stop him. “It’s okay,” I tell him. I’m not sure what I’m wearing above the waist, but I’m wearing a crotchless panty. I move his cum-covered hand to my pussy. Just as he got two fingers inside me, I realized it was my fantasy now. What the hell! I got three and then four fingers inside myself, pretending it’s him, and soon my hand was covered in my own juices for real. He licked his index finger and then he kissed me.

The next morning, our parents had both left for work, and I heard the shower running. I thought, “Please let this be what I think it is.” I went to the bathroom door and turned the knob. The door opened right up.

Chad was standing in the frame of the shower stall, leaning on the wall, naked and looking right at me. He was holding a face cloth, and he moved it from one spot to another, but never covering his dick. “What are you doing in here?” he said in fake terror. “I’m trying to take a shower!”

I dropped my bath robe to show that I was naked too. “Who’s stopping you?” I asked.

He stayed in the doorway, with the shower head running on the wall behind him. “Wait, I thought you were supposed to see my dick and suck it!”

I pushed him, and he stepped back into the shower. “All in good time,” I told him. I saw a bar of soap in the dispenser and started lathering him up. I did his hairy chest first, which turned me on more than I expected. I worked my way down to his balls, taking the time to stroke his cock once. I bent my knees so I could wash each leg, circling around the thighs and then the calves. I got between his student sex parties porno knees. He must have sensed what I had in mind, because instead of pointing his cock down toward my mouth, he lifted it. I sucked his balls into my mouth, first one, then the other and then both at once. He let go of his shaft. I moved up and licked the underside from the balls to the head. I licked a circle around the head. The stall wasn’t very large, so he didn’t have to push my head down. All he had to do was step forward a little, and I couldn’t help getting a mouthful. He wasn’t choking me; I could feel his cock head on the roof of my mouth, a comfortable distance from my throat. I put my hands on his butt, and he thrust in and out. He did reach my throat, but only for a moment here and there. My pussy was getting hungry. I rose slowly, letting his cock drag a line down my chest until the shaft was matted against my bush.

Chad pulled back and moved forward. It was between my legs now. He pulled me close, leaned down and kissed me. Without looking down, I separated my thighs and pushed his cock between them. “I want you, Chad. Pick me up.” I didn’t know whether he could do it, but I wanted to try.

He put his hands under my butt and lifted. I could feel his cock underneath my pussy. “I want you too, Judy,” he said.

I moved my hips a little, trying to get his cock inside me. “I want you inside me,” I whispered.

“I want to, but I don’t have a condom, and I don’t know how well they work in water,” he answered.

“Dammit,” I thought. “Why do I have to get the guy who’s responsible?”

He eased me down. “I do have an idea, though.”

“Yeah?” I answered.

“If anything’s as beautiful as your pussy, it’s your ass,” Chad said. He put his hands on my hips and turned me around. I could feel his cock between my thighs again. “Would you like that?”

I didn’t say a word; I just nodded quickly. Chad found the soap and wiped my back. He reached around and soaped up my tits and then my pussy. Finally, he came back and ran it over my anus. “Oh, yeah,” I sighed. He put his cock between my buttocks. “I don’t think I’m ready yet,” I told him.

He pulled back and said, “Oh, well, I don’t mind waiting till another day.”

I pushed my ass back until I felt his cock again. “No, I just mean I’m not loose yet. I need more of what you were doing.”

“Oh. Wonderful!” He was rubbing his cock head up and down between my cheeks, using it to soap me up a little more as he went. “Did I tell you what a great ass you have?”

I was in heaven. “Yeah, but I don’t mind hearing it again.”

Now he was running his whole cock between my buttocks. “Your ass is so sexy. Every little contour. And your hips. They’re not part of your ass, but they just … I don’t know, they accentuate it somehow.”

I know my body type. “Wide without being fat, right?”

“Exactly. I’d love to get you on a dance floor and just hold your hips while you move that sexy ass around for everyone to see.”

I didn’t tell him that I have two left feet. If it meant more masturbation fodder for Chad, I was going to let him think I’m a ballerina. “Aunt Louise says they’re good for birthing,” I said. I bent over so he could see both my ass and my pussy. My sexy brother could take me wherever he wanted to.

“Let’s not find out just yet,” Chad said. It wasn’t completely effortless getting his cock head into my asshole.

“Sorry, I guess we should have lubed a little more,” I said.

“Did it hurt?” Chad asked. I could tell his concern was genuine.

“Fucking me didn’t hurt, but the way you had to hold me was a little awkward.” He moved forward, and I could feel the bottom ridge on my pubic bone. “It was worth it, though.” He pulled back a little without coming out and then went back in. He hit a sensitive spot deep inside me. “Was it ever!”

He moved his hands from my hips to my midsection and pulled me up. “You love that, don’t you?” he asked gruffly.

“I do,” I answered.

He put his hands over my boobs and caressed them. “You love this, too, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I whimpered.

“And you love your brother, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I said with a smile.

“Tell me what you want me to do,” he said.

“I want you to fuck me,” I told him.

“I am fucking you,” he pointed out, and he picked up the pace.

“I mean my cunt,” I pleaded. I didn’t know how hard my nipples had gotten until I felt his palm on one of them.

“Tonight,” he said.

“What if Mom and Dad are home?” I asked.

I could feel his balls slapping against the back of my thighs. “We’ll wait till they’re asleep,” he said. He held me close and kissed me on the side of my neck.

“So you’ll take me in your room?”

“Or your room. Whichever you want.”

“Yours,” I said. “I wanna look at the pictures of women you’ve got hanging up and know that you think I’m sexier than they are.” He didn’t say anything. “You do think I’m sexier than they are, right?”

Chad’s submissive cuckolds porno hands were back on my hips. I felt as though they belonged there. “No one is sexier than my beautiful sister,” he told me.

A sexy guy had his hands on my hips, he was stimulating new parts of my insides, and he was telling me no one’s sexier than me. I couldn’t resist. “Oh, shit!” I moaned. “I’m coming.”

He kept one hand on my hip and pulled me back up to kiss the other side of my neck. “Me too,” he told me, and I could feel that he was.

When I came down from my high, he was almost down from his. He’d gone soft, and he wasn’t inside me any more. I said I needed to turn the water off, but it was an excuse to turn around. I was half-hoping to get a little bit of cum onto my pussy and maybe into it. “Will you come in my cunt tonight?” I asked. “Please?”

He held me close. I could feel his hairy chest against my boobs, and it felt warm and comforting. “I’ll buy some Trojans. If you still want me to come in your cunt, I mean directly into your cunt, I will.”

I kissed him on the mouth and said, “I love you, Chad.” I hadn’t put the words together, but I wanted to say, “I love that you’re willing to do what I want but still want to protect me.” I heard the cuckoo clock down the hall. “But I need to get ready for school!”

Chad put his hands on my breasts and said, “I love you, too, Judy.”

I could hardly concentrate on my classes that day. The thought of lying on Chad’s bed while he seeded my womb had me positively giddy.

We were lucky. I didn’t pay attention to the details when Dad told me, but Mom’s company had an emergency out of town, and they needed her to run the operations for a few days. Dad bought a couple pizzas so there would be some left for Chad when he came home from work. As soon as Chad was home, Dad went to bed. Chad put a duffel bag in his room. Once we heard Dad snoring, we went into Chad’s room. “What’s your fantasy this time?” he asked.

“A tall, handsome man takes me out on the town and then makes love to me,” I told him.

“Well, I guess I’ll have to do,” he said.

I punched him on the arm and said, “What do you mean? You’re tall.” He looked at me. “And handsome. And going to make love to me.”

Chad took my hand. “But first the taking you out part.” When I stood up, he asked, “Shall we dance?” We scooted around the room together. I enjoyed his hands on my ass and the occasional feel of his hard cock against my pussy, up until the moment he dipped me. I fell to the ground and we laughed. He held his hand out. It was empty, but he imitated the guy from the Old Spice commercial and said, “Now they’re tickets to that thing you love.”

“Oh! I guess I need to get dressed, then,” I said.

“There went that plan,” Chad said in mock disappointment.

“Not really,” I told him. “That thing I love is Hair.”

Chad started to take his shirt off and said, “You’ve really got a thing for my chest, don’t you?” but I had already started singing “Aquarius”. “Oh, the musical!” he said.

“Yeah, and we’ll dress accordingly,” I said.

“Ohh!” he said delightedly. We both took our clothes off.

Chad’s closet door was open, and I saw both our nude bodies at once in the mirror. “Damn, we’re a hot-looking couple,” I said.

“And you’re remarkably trim for someone who ate an entire lobster dinner and crème brûlée,” Chad said. He stood behind me and kissed me on the neck again. He reached around and held my stomach tight.

I listened to what I’d just said. I’d called us a couple by accident, and Chad didn’t balk. Now I looked at myself in his mirror. I was too preoccupied with my own body to see his chest, but I could feel his hair against my back. He reached between my legs and started stroking my pussy. “I can see you’re ready,” he told me.

“Pick me up like you did in the shower,” I said.

“I don’t know if I can do that without a wall,” Chad answered. “But I know what’ll work.” He motioned me over to his nightstand. He lifted me up, just I like I imagined him imagining, and set me on the edge. I wrapped my legs around him and he kissed me again. I could feel his cock under my pussy, but this time the only moisture was the early sweat of passion.

“Make love to me,” I whispered.

Chad took me to his bed and laid me down. I spread my legs, waiting for his cock, but I felt his tongue instead. I always like being eaten, but being eaten while I was waiting to be fucked was a sweet new kind of agony. “You have such a sexy pussy,” he said.

“Yeah? What else is sexy about me?”

“What isn’t?” He licked a circle around my clit. “Your whole mound is beautiful. I never knew there was a perfect height to rise above your clit until I saw it. You’ve got just enough hair to play with, and it’s so soft, I can sift through it as easily as I can pull back the hair on your head.” He teased my pussy hairs with his fingertips. “Your hips are sexy. Your tits are sexy.” He slid his taboo heat porno index finger inside me and kissed me on the lips. “Your mouth is sexy.”

I looked down, hoping I’d see his hard cock, but he was leaning over the bed to please me. “Come up here,” I told him.

Chad did something no guy had ever done. It’s probably not that unusual, but in my short sexual history, this was the first time someone made a line of kisses. He kissed and licked my pussy several times, before he moved up to my belly. I resisted saying what I hoped would happen in there. He kissed the area under each boob before he kissed the nipples. By now I could feel his dick against my knee. He kissed the upper chest and then he kissed me on the lips. I put my hands around his waist while he did this. I hoped he’d just slip into my pussy, but when the kiss was done, he got off the bed. He pulled a box of rubbers out of his duffel bag.

“Twelve, huh? Looks like we’re going to be busy!” I joked.

“I figure these oughta last us till the weekend,” Chad said. He opened the box, pulled one out and looked at me.

I nodded. He opened one up and started to unroll it, but I said, “Wait!”

“You really want me to-“

“No. I just wanna try something. I’ve never done this before.” Chad came over to me. I felt which side had the liquid on it and put the rubber in my mouth with that side facing out. Chad put his hard dick in my face. I moved forward and tried to get the rubber onto him, but I was so bad that it ended up at the back of my throat. I pushed Chad away and got the rubber out of my mouth. “Never mind. Fuck me!” I told him.

I lay down again, and Chad knelt between my legs. I squirmed in pleasure when I felt his cockhead at my pussy lips. “You’re sure about this?” he asked.

“Positive,” I said.

“‘Positive’ is what I’m afraid of,” Chad said, making a plus sign with his fingers.

I sat up and said, “You win. For now.” He got up and put a new rubber on. I lay back down and soon I felt my wonderful, sexy brother’s cock inside me again. I wrapped my arms around him, and he put his arms as far under me as he could get them. I usually hate rubbers, because I hate the way the material feels, but now it reminded me how much Chad really cares about me. I urged him on. I swear his dick took up even more room inside me this time than it had the first time, and it felt wonderful. On one thrust, he was almost outside again, and all I could feel was his hairy chest against my chest. “Oh, God,” I moaned. “Fuck me hard! Don’t ever come out of me!” He thrust in hard, but he didn’t pull back. “Come inside me, Chad!” I wanted to shout, but I was afraid of waking Dad.

“I’m coming, Judy!” he whispered intensely.

“I can feel it,” I told him. Even with a rubber on his dick, I could feel the cum coursing through it. As it died down, I moved him onto his back. I slid forward and fed him my tits. When he sucked on them, all I could think about was how much I love him. I got up, pulled the condom off his dick and threw it in the trash. I took another one out of the box and unwrapped it. I set it on the bed next to Chad and started stroking his cock. He was moving his hips around in response. When he was hard enough, I put the condom on his dick. I could see the relief on his face. “Tonight we’ll do it your way,” I said. Once it was on, I climbed over him. He held it up straight so I could get the head in, and I slid down until my butt met his thighs. I leaned down and said, “This morning you made me tell you how much I love you. Now it’s my turn. You love fucking your little sister, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You love her pussy, don’t you?”

“The sight, the feel and the taste. Even the smell.”

I leaned down further, not quite getting my tits close enough for him to lick. “And you love her breasts, don’t you?”

“Mm-hmm!”

I leaned back and bounced up and down on his cock. “Tell me you love me, Chad.”

“I love you, Judy. You know I do.”

“How much?” I asked.

“I don’t like where this is going,” Chad said.

I leaned back in hopes that a sexier pose would get me what I want. “Damn you,” I growled.

Chad sat up and pulled me toward him. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled myself forward until his cock was all the way inside me. “I love you too much to watch you make a life-altering decision in the heat of the moment,” he said.

I tried to push Chad onto his back again, but all I did was lift myself up. He moved his legs in, and now I was sitting on his thighs. This position enable him to hit a new spot. “Oh, God, I’m coming,” I told him.

“Me too,” he said.

“I can feel it,” I said. I moved back a little and watched his cock pulse as his cum poured into the condom, blocked from where I wanted it. Then I put my arms around him, and we shared a long, open-mouth kiss.

“Judy, you’re nineteen,” Chad said.

“I know how old I am,” I told him. “Gramma told me her mom was nineteen when she was born.”

“They were already married,” Chad pointed out. “And they didn’t have the options you do.” I didn’t say anything. “When you made the comment about birthing, I said, ‘Let’s not find out just yet.’ I didn’t say never, just not in our current situations.” He could see I wasn’t budging. “What do you want me to do? Do you really want me to get you pregnant?”

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Sleeping Daughter

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Sexual characters are above 18. This story is pure erotic fantasy.

*

Richard stared breathlessly through the crack in the door. His daughter, Holly, was inside, carefully studying the small buds of growing breasts in her mirror. Richard wasn’t sure what lead him here, he wasn’t sure why he had stared so long, and he wasn’t sure why watching his first born daughter made his penis swell so alarmingly in his trousers. All he knew was that, like all forbidden things, it felt so good.

Hearing the water pressure drop as his wife stepped out of the shower, Richard jolted back from his daughter’s door and hobbled back into the bedroom, tugging on his trousers in discomfort. His wife, Susan, returned to their bedroom with a sigh, assuming her husband’s erection was caused from thinking about her naked in the shower. Richard hadn’t seen Susan fully naked in quite a while.

“You can put that away,” Susan chastised. Richard’s bulge swelled enormously from his trousers.

“It’s not even out,” Richard grumbled and readjusted himself. He heaved himself from the marital bed and wrapped his arms around his damp wife. He nuzzled his face into her wet neck and bit her softly.

“Richard, I’m tired,” Susan shrugged him off with irritation.

“Of course you are,” Richard muttered and stalked out of the room. He hadn’t been allowed to touch his wife for over a year. She rejected him every time he tried to make an advance, which he seldom did. Maybe that was why he kept thinking of Holly in perverse ways. She had just grown so much recently, emotionally rather than physically he supposed. As a late bloomer, her breasts had just began to develop and she had suddenly become a slim, beautiful young woman, rather than an awkward child. She had retained practically none of her mother’s bolder features and true womanly curves, but more reminded Richard of his younger sister, who had always been very petite.

As he settled in on the sofa in the living room, where he spent most of his nights, he decided he would just have to rub one out to get rid of the insanely hard package in his trousers. The image of his young daughter’s small breasts would not leave his mind- he couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to touch one, to pinch the soft nipples that rested daintily atop the tiny mounds. Although she was legally an adult now, Richard knew Holly was still his little girl and very sheltered by her own shyness, something that made more blood stir to teach that-bitch porno his jutting penis.

“Night, daddy!” Holly called up from her room in her soft little voice.

“Goodnight, sweetheart!” Richard called back, all kinds of endearing and endangering thoughts swirling around in his head. Holly had always been a daddy’s girl- Richard never pushed her, never bullied her, and he had always been there for anything she needed. Susan had never really known how to deal with their first daughter, and concentrated all her efforts on to Cheska, their youngest child. Cheska was sixteen, or sixteen and a half as she liked to tell everyone. Despite her obvious immaturity she had a wildly competitive streak that allowed her mother to indulge in a bit of constructive parenting, and Susan nurtured every exploit that Cheska had wanted to take up. The latest was dancing, and Cheska was quite good at it. Tonight she was staying at a friend’s, which at least brought some peace to the house.

Richard lay back and tried to think of other things. He flicked on the TV and switched straight to the adult section, thinking that seeing some big bouncing breasts might get the image of his sweet daughter’s ones out of his mind. Twenty minutes later and he was no closer to a solution. In fact, he kind of needed to pee.

Creeping downstairs with the lightest of feet for such a heavy-set man, Richard waddled towards the toilet, his dick standing straight out from his lounging shorts. Heavy snores from his room told him his wife was deep asleep, and the soft rhythmic breathing coming from Holly’s room told him the same. Her door was slightly ajar, and he could just see her sleeping face from the slither of light that crept in from the hallway. Forgetting his need to pee, Richard held the door and pushed it slightly open. Holly was a very deep sleeper- that she did get from her mother. Richard would wake from the slightest of stirs but both Holly and Susan could sleep through the fire alarm. The couple used to worry when she was a baby- she would sleep through the night and as a child she couldn’t be roused mid-sleep until she was shaken quite violently.

Making quite sure his young daughter was indeed completely asleep, something made Richard step forward until he was fully in the room. He pushed the door slightly shut again, so he could see the same crack of light resting on her skin. He quietly pulled the chair from Holly’s desk over to the teamskeet porno side of her bed. Her pale, slim arms were resting over her chest, obstructing his view. Very, very gently, he pulled her arms down to expose her torso. She was wearing a light, baggy cami top that could be easily manipulated. The straps were already falling down her shoulders, so Richard helped them on their way and tugged them down farther. With the movement, the whole cami slipped down her skin to reveal her tiny rosebuds. Richard struggled to breathe quietly- the sight of his devoted daughter’s rosy pink nipples did something strange to him and his penis swelled even more. Satisfied that she would not be able to tell a thing, Richard tugged his own shorts down and exposed his dick to the room.

Silently he grasped the base of his erection and pumped up and down, watching his daughter’s chest rise and fall. His eyes fixed on Holly’s nipples, he pumped more furiously, the sensation infinitely more sensual than when he had been watching porn. Spurred by his arousal, he reached out to feel the soft skin of her neck, and swept his hand down in between her breasts. Still pumping awkwardly with his left hand, he trailed his fingers up the tiny mound of breast until he reached a nipple. Soft and shy, it instantly puckered at his fingertips, grateful for the touch. Holly wriggled in her sleep, her sheets tumbling off her as she moved her legs. Richard froze, but he knew she wouldn’t wake.

He tugged at the tiny puckered nipple again, and rolled it in between his fingers. He couldn’t be sure but he wanted to believe he heard a small moan from his daughter’s sleeping mouth. She settled down and her legs fell apart. She was wearing baggy pajama shorts, probably a small size anyway but her petite frame could barely hold them up. They sagged over her hip bones and gaped open at her thighs. They were… gaping, Richard realised. If he just moved the leg hole slightly to the right, he would probably be able to see her pussy…

Giving his now purple dick a break, he switched hands, moving his cum-dampened hand to his daughter’s breast, and his free one to Holly’s thighs. He reached for the shorts silently, and moved them over.

Richard gulped. He could see everything. With her legs parted like this, she was completely exposed. Her virgin pussy was obviously wet, he could see her juices glistening. He had done that, he realised, from arousing her nipples. He had done that. Holly’s tecavuz porno daddy had made her wet, he thought with satisfaction. The sight of her small slit was enough to push him over the edge, but he needed more. He continued rolling her nipple and tugging at it softly, keeping a tentative, gentle pace for about three minutes, his eyes fixed on his sleeping daughter’s pussy.

Shakily, he reached his free hand forward and gingerly pushed his middle finger inside the shorts until he felt it come in to contact with her wet cunt. He could feel a gloop of her own cream at the entrance to her pussy, still pooling out from the stimulation to her nipple. Richard would give her another kind of stimulation now. He wriggled his finger around in her soft, wet heat and swiped upwards to feel her small but swollen clit. He gently stroked it, rubbing her juices over her. He stroked again and again, softly but with skill. He reached more fingers forward and pinched it. How he longed to lick it, to bury his face in her hot glistening pussy. He couldn’t do that right now, not at this angle.

He rolled his sleeping daughter’s clit around in his fingers, it slipped between them easily with all her juices. Richard’s dick jolted and he relieved Holly’s nipple to concentrate on himself again. A tiny but audible moan escaped his daughter’s lips, and Richard smiled like a cheshire cat. Encouraged, he massaged his fingers into her wetness and rubbed her clit harder, more furiously. His daughter squirmed in her sleep, she parted her legs more. Richard pumped and pumped at his swollen erection and saw his chance. He lurched forward as quietly as he could, and thrust his hips forward so the tip of his dick- salty with his own pre-cum, just touched his virgin daughter’s pussy lips. He wanted to thrust in violently and claim her but he couldn’t risk waking her. He pumped some more on his dick and still, with his other hand, grinded his fingers into her clit, releasing more and more of her cum and fixing her nipples upright. He knew she was going to cum, he could feel it in her, her legs shifted and her arms stiffened in her sleep, he edged his erection forward and jolted inwards slightly so his tip was at her entrance.

As he felt his daughter cum under her daddy’s fingers, he tugged at himself once last time until he felt his jizz explode over his daughter’s virgin pussy, soaking her. Richard shuddered and held his breath as he savoured his release, watching his daughter’s sleeping face carefully.

Richard wondered what she would think if she saw him. Although she would be shocked, he knew his daughter loved and trusted him more than anyone in the world. In that case, Richard thought, he would just have to work at taking her virginity. This time, with her awake.

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A Visit to the Sex Doctor

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By me. I’ve used a few pen names over the decades. TDM and Chuancygardner primarily.

Disclaimer: this is a cuckold story, you either enjoy that genre or hate it. If you hate it don’t waste your time reading it. Also contains humiliation, CBT, busty Asian twins, and ginormous cock.

Further disclaimer: story contains acts that are in no way safe or healthy, it is fiction. Don’t try this at home.

*****

CJ’s young round breasts strained the light blue blouse she wore. They were big for a girl her size, very big. I loved those tits and didn’t think they were too big for her at all, though I could understand that some thought them comical on her tight slim athletic frame. You see CJ was Vietnamese, and stood just over 4 and a half feet tall. She weighed maybe 90 pounds or so, but it was a fit, healthy weight for her. The nipples tented the material in the air conditioning. Her long toned and tanned legs stretched forever from the bottom of her super short cut off jeans. Cut so short that the front pockets were flaps against her upper thigh. Her shoes were really heeled up. Being as diminutive as she was, of course she wore heels. Ah, summer.

She was beautiful, I mean magazine cover beautiful. Her full pouty lips and sympathetic eyes considered me kindly, as we both sat in the waiting room. Even though the doctor we were here to see was CJ’s very own sister, we still had to wait. Which I didn’t understand.

Finally we were admitted into a waiting room, and sat again for a while.

When her identical twin sister Alna entered I was taken aback, as usual. Even though she wore a Doctor’s white smock, I knew the knockout hot physical features of my leggy buxom CJ were mirrored beneath. My fiancé favored platinum blond hair dye, and wore her long hair always as bright blond, while Alna favored a cherry red. Both colors on both girls deliciously accented their rich deep South Asian dark tan skin.

“How is our little guy?” Did I mention Alna hated me? CJ had put her studies on hold, just shy of her doctorate to be with me. Her question brings us to the reason of our visit.

“Disrobe at once! Don’t waste my time!” She ordered. CJ assisted and I was nude in moments. Indicted by a pointed hand, I climbed up on the examination table.

My penis, of course, was responsive to my companions in the small examination room. It was erect. Rock hard and pointed toward the ceiling, all 3.75 inches of it. I’m a small guy. Short. Barely over 5 feet tall. But with CJ I felt that everything would be perfect, after a life of being looked down upon.

“Well, I guess that puny twig might give our sacred parents grand kids. But I think we should begin a strengthening regimen immediately. Six months to wedding? We have to move forward!”

“Sister, please speak kindly to my dear.” CJ offered.

“I’m a doctor, and I call them like I see them, just fact. And I am looking out for our dear family’s future.”

Alna grabbed my shaft in her soft Asian hand, then gave a fierce tug towards the crown. I gritted my teeth and bore the roughness. There was also a tingly pleasure in the act, I admit.

“Very hard. I think your fiancé likes me, sister.” I made a face as if that notion was ridiculous. Then I noticed my hard throbbing penis was actually bobbing in time with my heart beat. A glob of pre cum glistened at the tip.

My throat constricted as stunning Alna bent forward for a close inspection. Her amazing Asian face very close to my tool. She was watching the veins pulse, and the twitching of the shaft. When she exhaled upon it, my cock actually bounced up and hit my stomach, leaving a smidge of pre cum there.

“My man is very loyal to me, sweet Alna.” It was good CJ filling the pregnant silence, I was having trouble speaking.

“He has not ejaculated, as I ordered?”

“Correct, dear Alna. Ten days now.” A maddening ten days, in which we cut back our time together to make the situation easier on me.

“Good. That would account for the high level of arousal, I guess. It’s not something else is it?” And with that Alna deftly shrugged off her medical coat. She had on a summer dress that was reasonable, on most girls. Her bust pushed out the fabric, and her slim strong legs and hips made the mid thigh length seem pornographic. A moan escaped me, which I immediately regretted in horror. Pre cum seeped from me in several thick glistening pulses, then oozed slowly down my shaft.

Alna sneered at me, and in that moment I was afraid evil thoughts were growing behind her angry eyes. CJ was looking at me instead of her sister, and noticed my flowing lubricant.

“Poor baby, it’s been so long!” She tried to use her fingers to collect the juice and clean the nearly covered head. Her touch was heavenly, and my stuffed blue balls quivered.

“Leave it alone!” Alna went to Nazi medical school I surmised from her authoritative commands. “We begin the treatments at once! We will grow the penis via trauma to the organ and the testes. Coupled pendik escort with long term denial of orgasm or ejaculation we should see growth in the tissue. I’ll make this girly dick into a husband for you.”

I’m not sure I’d heard of that methodology, but one could tell upon meeting her that Alna was a brilliant mind. And she was going to be my family after our wedding.

CJ moved her hand away from me, to my great sorrow. Smack! Alna had swung a clipboard, smashing against my cock, which sent a spray of pre cum against the wall. The pain was sudden and shocking!

Alan read the defensive look on her sister’s face.

“Sister, you are going to have to do it all yourself. I see that now. Ring your thumb and index finger around his ball sac. That’s it. ” My full balls were now lifted and separated from my scrotum by my fiancé. They felt exposed. “Pull the sac tight so they can’t move around.”

“Now make a fist and punch him in the balls.”

“Really?” I squeaked.

“Really?” CJ asked somberly.

“Yes. Trauma to the testes to promote swelling and future growth.” Alna stated.

As CJ’s other hand formed into a small fist, I realized how most girls didn’t truly understand the sensitivity of a man’s balls. Mine were jammed full of pent up cum, already inflated. I was real worried here.

SMASH! Her punch landed right on target. I yelled out and convulsed. It was hard to breathe and I was gasping.

“Again, harder!” The doctor ordered.

I began to form the words of a meek protest when the second punch landed. Now I have stated my girl is slim, but she is very fit and conditioned, not the least bit weak. My brain was shooting bolts and my ears only heard a roaring sound. I was still convulsing on the examination table when the next punch after that one hit me.

With each swing she grew more practiced. The punches landed with successfully more force and dead on target. She was squeezing my balls tightly from behind and they had no where to go or hide.

A strong bitter smell opened my eyes. I was lying on the examination table. CJ and Alna were on each side of it.

“Oh darling, you are awake!” CJ truly was loving, I often called her my Angel. My little nickname for her. Then I looked over at Alna, who was vaguely satisfied. I tried to grunt out something reassuring. My balls felt like a baseball team had used them for batting practice. I couldn’t move, standing up was out of the question.

“My sister did well for the first session. With repetition I am sure her fist will grow stronger and her aim more perfect to inflict the greatest damage. Time to move on now.”

Wait, move on? Repetition? Greatest damage?

While I lay on the table, the disposable paper beneath my naked body, my Angel held my hand as Alna turned to a cabinet drawer.

“You are so brave to do this for us.” She said. My trepidation lessened momentarily, looking into her eyes. The pain did not.

Alna turned with a tiny little harness of sorts in her hand, and moved toward my groin. I noticed my cock had fallen flaccid when I passed out, and was in fact beneath an ice pack. Removing the ice pack from my shrunken, numb worm, I was amazed how miniscule it was.

“Never seen it that small have you? 30 minutes of ice should have it smaller by more than 50% than it’s ever been during your adult life. I woke you because I truly believe it could get no smaller, there is nearly no blood in it at all.”

My eyes followed the harness moving towards my dick.

“Noticed this now have you? This is the little prison that will insure no pleasure reaches your pathetic penis during the next 6 months. Oh, those spikes pointing inward? You see, your penis will attempt to double in size back to its normal flaccid state as blood returns. We aren’t going to have that, and the spikes will cause violent trauma to your shaft, these nasty spikes here are to punish your crown. It’s going to be a grinding torture, but we are not going to cut corners in your treatment. We are going to maximize the damage severity. You will take the Viagra prescription I am giving you daily, double dose on any day you take my beloved sister for an evening out. The spikes will puncture and skewer you, especially as your body attempts erections. Scar tissue should build quickly and the bleeding should lessen each week.”

With a click the cock cage was in place and locked. It was tight, impossibly tight. I saw the key slip into Alna’s pocket. The constricting discomfort was immediate. The impending return of blood to my cock as it thawed out would coincide with the receding numbness. A storm of black clouds of pain in my near future.

The sister’s engaged in small talk for awhile. Alna glancing at me to register my progression in torture.

As feeling returned in earnest I was able to mutter. “How – how long?”

“How long in the cock killing cage?” Alna brightened. “Well the wedding is in 6 months. That really isn’t long enough in my opinion.”

Alna was escort pendik engrossed in my suffering, but did notice an imploring look in my fiancé’s eyes.

“Well, my dear sister. I realize you might think I should release him for your wedding night. Or perhaps at least for your honeymoon trip. That would be a shame, if we discontinue treatment prior to achieving the results needed. I will talk to you often over the next few months, and surely I can convince you to keep him caged for the first year or two after marriage. Long term results are the key!”

The key. The key. As pain increased I wondered how that word phrase will drive me mad in the months ahead. I was shaking slightly now from the pain on my cock, and gritting my teeth.

“The spike cage is kicking in dear sister. Now would be a good time for another ball session.”

Alna shoved my chest, as I was off balance and weakened from the crushing previous ministrations. I fell back against the reclined table.

Carefully, CJ wrapped her fingers around the base of my ball sac again, squeezing them forward. She looked at me with deep, loving eyes as she dutifully clenched her other hand into a fist.

Behind her, I saw her sister looking on with a rapt smile. A delicious enjoyment all across her features.

“Let’s start with ten minutes of steady pounding, so he will retain consciousness and keep us company with his moans. Then progress to much harder punches than last time. We’ll go on for ten minutes more after he passes out.”

Strong smell. Eyes fling open. The ceiling light stares back at me. I want to scream, but my throat is dry and constricted. I am surprised I can even breathe.

Quickly CJ’s angelic features are over me, entering into my field of vision. She kisses my lips passionately. Her eyes are moist, teary.

“I’m sorry dear. My sister insists I do it myself. She says I will get accustomed to your pain after some time.” Her despair is genuine. I love her so much. I’m going to stick this thing out, I am going to grow my cock for her, for our family, she will see how much I love her.

Then I see Alna leaning against the counter. The display of affection before her almost distasteful. She hates me, murderously so, I realize. But damn her body is hot. The twin hot bodies in the room stirs me then. Stabbing pain.

“The waiting room is full of people. We will have to gag him as we start on his prostrate.” Wait, what?

Alna starts going through drawers again, which is never good.

“My sister says you will miss our family gathering.” Over her shoulder.

My job pulls me out to an offshore platform weeks at a time. The pay is worth it, but my future wife will have to forebear these time periods apart. CJ was a little upset that I couldn’t change the schedule. Evidently her impending wedding was going to be blessed my visiting family patriarchs traveling half way around the world during this big annual reunion / gala / family traditional bonding. It was going to be a point of shame that she was there without me.

“You know that she absolutely can not go alone. The shame would be at a level to remove her from the family. I have an idea though. I have a man in mind to take her in your stead.”

“Who? Someone I know?”

“Before we go on about this man, let’s take this.” It was a Viagra. I drank it down as ordered.

“And sister, remember I mentioned you will do your part to stir his erections daily and for hours at a time?”

“But Alna, his erections are impossible, only terrible pain will result.”

“Of course, but you will do as I say. Take off your blouse, let’s have an erection session until the man who will escort you arrives. He is on his way for the both of you to meet.”

CJ took off her blouse in a routine way, but it was nothing short of charged eroticism to me. My cock twitched, triggering stabbing inside the cage.

“NO! Come on, sexier! Put the blouse back on. Swing your hips, unbutton slowly. There.” Alna coached my sweet to move like a stripper. Her shyness added to how hot it was to watch. I suffered, but seeing those giant round tits kept me wanting to watch more.

“Play with your nipples. Pull on them! Put your chest up against his face!”

My cock! Suffering! Lightning Bolts of Pain! Those tits! My angel’s tits! She teased, rubbing her tight, fit belly. Rubbing her round balloons. She swayed and teased and rubbed and I suffered horrifically.

There was a knock at the door. CJ immediately covered her topless chest with her arms, and looked at the door. Then she looked around for her blouse, but Alna must have put it into one of the countless drawers and cupboards. Where was it? She pleaded with her eyes, which grew round as our doctor spoke.

“Come in.”

In walked a giant. I mean a giant. He ducked his head to go through the doorway. He was dark skinned, maybe Spanish, or Arabian. Probably at least seven feet tall. His muscles bulged under his shirt, leg muscles huge in his jeans.

“Hello pendik escort bayan Doctor, everyone.” His baritone seemed to shake the walls.

“Magnus, this is my twin sister and her fiancé. Magnus is a patient of mine also. Albeit with the exact opposite problem as him. ” She indicated me dismiss fully. “His penis measures more than 12 inches long, and thicker than our arms my dear sister. I am helping him deal with the process of achieving his needed ejaculations. He requires a dozen per day to prevent discomfort in his testes. Hopefully we can reduce this overwhelming necessity of discharge through therapy.”

The effect of the Asian twins was the same on Magnus. A pole appeared inside his jeans, running down to his knee. It was as thick as a ball bat. Shy CJ was captivating. Blushing face and little arm bra, it was so hot.

I was unable to raise my arm to accept the proffered handshake, so he turned to CJ.

“Oh, that won’t do. CJ, give Magnus a warm embrace! He is going to become an important figure these coming months and is to meet our honored family with you.”

My girl unwound her arms, giving a brief glimpse of tan giant round tits before moving into the giants clutch. Even with her 6 inch heels, the top of her head reached only to just above his navel. His strong arms went around her easily, pulling her bust against his crotch.

“Good. Magnus this is my dear sister CJ. CJ this is Magnus.”

“May I have my blouse back, sweet Alna?” Only in cutoff mini shorts and high heels, the tiny girl was 99% naked. She again tried to cover her balloons with her hands at the end of the hug. Did I mention how her high heels accentuated her fit legs? Her sweet thighs and calves muscles highlighted perfectly. Magnus had stepped back to admire the full picture from head to toe.

“Don’t be silly. There is much to do. Your weak boyfriend keeps passing out and the therapy times are now overlapping. To make you comfortable sister, and to continue the process, I shall join you.” A pulled string here and there and Alna was stepping out of her dress. Then she was in only a thong panty and raised heel white shoes. They were identical save the hair and shoes. Tits, legs, fit abs, stunning face. It was like a dream. Or a nightmare.

“You can uncover yourself, dear CJ. Magnus sees my tits, so he of course sees yours by inference. You have nothing to hide, you understand?”

Logic aside, CJ was slow to lower her arms. Her blush was palpable, but pushed her chest out for inspection finally. Alna moved beside her.

“Do you enjoy, Magnus?” Smiling, on display, the doctor put her arm around her twin’s shoulder and stood side by side. Alna nodded for CJ to smile too. It was a shy smile, but she raised her eyes up to Magnus face. My girl seemed to enjoy his obvious approval, something I guess all girls enjoy.

“Oh yes!” His deep voice had a fierce hunger growing within.

“It is good” the Doctor went on. “That these therapies are overlapping. Some might think my personal churning out of your semen might be unseemly for a Doctor / patient relationship. But my sister is NOT your doctor, so there is no conflict of interest.” She finished as she placed three, half liter beakers on the counter. “Three loads today I think will suffice.”

We were all a little slow on the uptake. What did this mad scientist have in mind?

“Well, let’s get going. CJ, remove Magnus clothing, his sperm is want to spurt all over the place. While I tie the arm restraints onto your little boy and insert a ball gag in his mouth.” Wait, this table had restraints. Wait, my Angel was to take off the huge dude’s clothes?

My table did in fact have arm band restraints down the side that I hadn’t noticed before. They were quickly secured to each of my arms I won’t say it was voluntary, but I was so beaten and weak. Seeing cherry haired Alna walking around my table with her bouncing firm boobs was also a bit hypnotizing.

My eyes followed Alna longer than they should have, which she noted. When I looked over to my girl, she was lowering Magnus’s jeans down. The titanic brown cock sprung upward, striking my dear’s tits.

“Oh, sorry!” The giant offered, but she just giggled. CJ’s mouth formed into an ‘o’ as the enormity of his organ sank in. She stared and stared.

A sharp sting! “Ouch!” Alna had snuck up on me and given me a needle in the shoulder.

“This is a monthly shot you will get. The medicine here will prevent your body from absorbing excess unused semen, which normally occurs when testes are filled and not emptied. Take this, a vitamin E derivative that will more than double your semen production.”

I swallowed it, confused. “But my balls already feel full.”

“Oh they are very full, but nothing like what is in your near future! With complete denial of ejaculation, this E derivative , the Viagra, and not to mention hours of daily erotic teasing from your ‘Angel’ (hmmm perhaps I’ll have a stripper giver her some lessons, or even better get CJ a temporary job as a stripper so you can watch her work.) you sir will be the horniest man in the world.”

“And this will enlarge my cock?”

“Ancient therapy from my homeland. Sister! Begin stroking Magnus!”

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A Dream in the Moonlight Ch. 01

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The book had become a struggle. My eyes were drooping and begged to be sealed. I turned out the light and drifting easily into the arms of beckoning sleep. It felt like I was falling into a bottomless abyss, but my stomach didn’t churn, and I realized that I wasn’t falling at all, but drifting. I looked down and saw a beautiful image. She was just below me but just out of reach, drifting along with me, on her back, as if she were floating face up in a stream. Her arms were outstretched, and she had a pleasant “hug me” figure that was complimented by her classic black dress. My eye was attracted by a gold chain around her neck, which seemed to be twisted. As her hand reached up to straighten the chain, I could’nt help but notice the rise and fall of her attractive breasts. Her lips wore a knowing smile, and her eyes said to me, “I like what you are thinking.”

My eyes answered, “I would love to unveil them and worship with my lips.”

“Are you referring to my breasts?” She asked. I nodded, and, with a knowing chuckle, she replied “naughty boy.” But she reached out her hand and beckoned me to come closer. I drifted down to her, and our bodies touched. She put her arms around me, looked deeply into my eyes and said, “You were thinking about something before you went to sleep.”

“Yes” I said “I was thinking about a woman with whom I was talking last night. She told me of a man admiring her breasts and telling her so. He was from Chicago; rode a motorcycle. I was jealous of him, wishing that I could be in the woman’s presence, to talk with her, see her, sense her aura—just be able to see for myself what I’d perceived in her words.”

“I read your thoughts, and have felt your desire.” She said “Would you like me to take you to her?”

I smiled and asked “You can do this?”

“Yes” she said “I can, if you believe and follow me implicitly.”

I nodded, and she took my hand. Her touch filled my body with womb warmth which made me feel secure. Soon, we were moving at great speed above the lights of Los Angeles. I only sensed movement as we sped swiftly over the mountains; we traveled in silence. The moon was full, and as we drifted over the desert I could see the shadows of the

Joshua trees outlined against the pale desert earth.

In a flash, we passed over the gaudy lights of Las Vegas, where I sensed the crush of sinfully joyous humanity. Then, whooshing on, I saw the monuments of the four corners, their shadows casting demonic figures on the sands of the high desert. We swept past the snow capped Rocky Mountains, and then across the flat plains of Kansas. As we passed over The Lake of the Ozarks I saw in the distance the

convergence of two large rivers, which caused me to

face my guide. She turned her raven haired head toward me and smiled, saying “Soon my gentle friend, soon.”

We descended, gliding lower, just above the rooftops, and hovered over a red house in a wood. I feared that she would slam me into the side of the house, but to my surprise, we passed through the walls as if they didn’t exist. We stood in a room hand in hand, my eyes becoming accustomed to the darkness, and I heard the soft sound of sleep-breathing, and the smell of femininity.

My guide embraced me and whispered “Be wonderful to her my friend. She longs to be worshipped” and then she was gone.

I stood beside a bed, looking down. To my surprise the woman in the bed, her head resting on the pillow, was the twin of my guide, but very real. My stomach fluttered as I realized I was in the presence of the tender woman with whom I’d been talking on-line. I stole softly to the edge of the bed and reached out my hand, gently brushing hair from her face.

Her body stirred quietly as I lowered myself to my

knees. Very gently, my fingers touched her cheek,

coursed slowly down her face and, barely touching,

traced up and down the side of her neck. She sighed sensually, as if I’d flipped the switch that opened her desires. I slid my left hand between the pillow and her face, leaned forward and tenderly kissed her lips. I felt them respond oh,such soft pillows! They worked gently against mine.

Her eyes fluttered, then opened, and she stretched her arms, saying “mmmm, I dreamt that someone was kissing me.” Her eyes looked into mine and then she smiled. “Welcome to Missouri my love.”

I was startled that she spoke to me like she was expecting tuzla escort me. How did she know it was me? But then, how could I be here in the first place? This must be a dream. If it were a dream though, I decided I wouldn’t question it, only live within it. I realized that our minds was somehow drifting in the same deep and strongly moving current.

“I was just dreaming about you” she said “You were in an airplane, and were sensually aroused by the sound and movement of the airplane.” She smiled and shook her head.

”You were looking out over the lights of Las Vegas, thinking of the sensual pleasures that were being shared by so many down below.”

“Yes” I said, “I was flying, and I was over Vegas.” I placed my hand on her warm cheek as I continued “It is so strange to me that we were both thinking of each other, and here I am with you.”

My hand was still on her cheek, and she was looking up at me with dreamy eyes that were alive and sparkling. This is to real to be a dream I thought, as I tilted my head

to be parallel with hers, and gazed deeply into her dark pools. Our gazes locked, and I felt my chest begin to heave as her face emanated warmth on my fingertips. I placed my forehead against hers, our gazes still searching deeply. Our noses nuzzled gently, and I felt intoxicated. Her warmth exuded through the thin sheet. I moved my hand slowly, almost imperceptibly beneath it, down her arm to the rise of her hip. Her hand came out from beneath the sheet, and the backs of her fingers moved delicately over my cheek.

A fine succulence emanated from her fingers, and realized that they were moist. My nostrils detected a delicate feminine bouquet that wafted into my senses. As I realized where her marvelous fingers had been and what they had been doing, my nostrils flared and my heart began to thump, knowing that soon my fingers would be exploring the source of her heavenly scent, traveling the sensuous path that would open the petals of her voluptuous flower.

My eyes closed as I moved my right hand from the rise of her hip, and lifted her hand to kiss her fingertips. I savored her taste. Then, moving my left hand from her cheek, I held it lovingly, worshipping its recent sojourn in her luscious garden. Looking into her eyes I opened her hand and kissed the back, Turned it over I kissed her open palm. My teeth nibbled gently and scraped her palm, which caused a tiny sigh, and felt her body move. Placing my lips softly on her wrist I felt the shusshing of blood flowing through her veins, and detected a faint

saltiness beneath her strong femininity. She tasted so good.

Her hips and legs moved when my lips pecked softly up her forearm, signaling that a circuit had been turned on. When my cushioned lips reached the soft inside of her elbow my tongue flicked her delicate skin. She tensed and emitted a catlike “mmmmmmmmmmmm.”

My mind was raced with thoughts of her body. Having only talked with her I had imagined how her breasts formed, how her abdomen rose and fell, moving her navel in and out. I imagined the small soft triangle of curling hairs, pointing the way to the cleft of her large lips, which hid the tiny soft button that I imagined was swelling between her glistening labia.

My manhood began to swell as I continued my tender foreplay. Lifting her arm, exposing her soft armpit, I placed my lips on her tender skin, then licked under her

arm, snuffled my lips and scraped ever so gently with my teeth.

The sheet lay over her partially exposed breast. My eyes feasted on her soft olive flesh, which showed roundness, and the outline of her nipple protruding through white fabric. I felt a sharp sensation to between my legs as my oyster-like testicles flexed slowly up and down. As I continued licking under her arm my hand slid down to the sensual nakedness of her breast, my finger gingerly tracing the line of fabric which covered it. She sucked in, exposing the gap, which my fingers found, and were soon fondling the softness of her ample warm flesh.

She moved her shoulder circularly, inviting me to more satisfying exploration, and my fingers touched the softness of her areola, tracing a circle, which kept narrowing around the protruding nipple. Her body quivered and her hip moved forward as she squeezed her legs together. “Ooooh, Teddy, it is so sensitive.” she gasped in a whisper.

My penis was now fully extended and hard. Looking down I realized tuzla escort bayan that I was dressed in the same attire in which I fell asleep—nothing. I stood, and Lynn’s left hand reached out and grasped my pulsing bulk. Her hand was warm and I felt so comfortable in her grasp. My knees weakened as she began moving the outer skin on my rigid warm shaft. I was afraid of losing control, and strongly flexed my buttocks to seal the passage.

Reaching for the sheet I pulled it back, fully exposing

her marvelous breasts, reddened nipples extending. I lay down beside her, put my right hand over her shoulder and pulled her close to me. Soft warm breasts touched my bare chest, and I marveled at the sensation of her rigid nipples touching my tiny points. Then, I kissed her soft and eager lips.

Wild sensations coursed through my body as our supple lips worked against the other’s. I probed shallowly as her lips parted slightly, running my tongue back and forth along the slit. Her lips continued to knead mine, and with each move her mouth opened wider, allowing my tongue to explore her moist warm cavern. Her tongue met mine and we each explored the other’s soft slickness, over and under, feeling soft velvet and slick bumps. Our breathing became as one. She inhaled through her nose as I exhaled through mine. We were sharing our air like two scuba divers rising from the deep, seeking the release of pressing water. We sought release, but our keys unlocked different treasures.

She was reluctant to release my swollen peninsula into my hand, so I began massaging her back with my hands as she

threw her left leg over my hip. At the same instant she

rubbed the smooth tight head of my penis along the flowing groove of her vulva, my sensitive head gliding thru her warm, moist, female essence. Her hand guided me until the my head completed the socket of the passageway to her inner pleasures; It was marvelous. I pressed forward gently as my tapered head spread her vaginal sphincter and I felt her begin to open. Then, I felt it close around the ridge of my glans as it completed the socket.

She began squeezing me in her vaginal ring, and I felt a marvelous warmth starting from my balls, then spreading throughout my body. I pushed in a little further, hoping that she could feel me against her g-spot, began undulating, and pushing in, using small strokes, moving in and out. From the delighted sighs I heard, coming deep from within, I thought I hit the spot. I moved in short thrusts as she matched me. At the same time she was still stroking me with her hands, every now and then reaching for my balls and squeezing them gently. All of a sudden her vagina tightened in a spasm, and I heard her escaping breath. As her body relaxed I felt a warmth surrounding my drum tight head. Her tightness eased, and my thrusting produced a slurping sound caused by her ejaculate, as it leaked past the loosened seal.

In a calculated, yet playful turn of my body, she

easily rolled over as I popped out of her bountiful pussy. She was now on top of me, still holding my engorged shaft tightly within her. I knew that she wanted us to taste each other. So, reversing her position she straddled me, and I saw her rounded buttocks moving toward me. As she lowered I heard the tiny click as her wet labia parted. Her ejaculate dripped, and three drops landed between my lip and nose. The fragrance was redolent with her female aroma. My breath quickened with excited expectation, as I sniffed to inhale its rich musk. Her clitoris glistened in the moonlight which shinned through the window. Round and swollen, it reminded me of a tiny pearl. I knew that the nectar I would taste would be exquisitely sweet.

As her soft labia touched my lips I began to suckle her hanging lobes. My body jumped as if stimulated by an electrical shock. Her tongue probed my tiny hole which oozed it’s clear sweetness. As I sucked her labia between my lips her hips began to undulate. At the same time my sensitive cock felt her tongue coating it’s head with my flowing precum.

Now my tongue traveled moistly along her slick groove. She rocked back to bring her pulsing clitoris within range. My tongue slid along her groove, bumped past her vaginal tunnel and regained the track as it finally touched the tip of her expectant bud, which peeked hopefully out of it’s

protecting hood. Tips touched and she winced elegantly, as my tongue found escort tuzla the fold of her hood, and circled. She took three inches of my rigid cock into her mouth and began circling with her tongue. Both of us squeezed our feelings into our tongues, hoping to bring exquisite pleasure to our lover. We breathed in primal rhythms as if the combination of our breath and our tongues would produce the secret rapture that we’d both longed for. As my tongue traveled round and around her clitoris, my chin became soaked with the honey of her pussy.

Closing my eyes I concentrated my feelings into my

tongue, probing for the nerve endings that would

shock her in to spasms of pleasure. Patiently I

guided my tongue slowly up one side, and down the other,

pressing in and up at the bottom, moving inward with

gentle pressure. I felt the velvet of the top of my

tongue titillate her tiny tip, swishing it back and

forth. I heard an ecstatic sigh come from her mouth, muted by the fullness of my swollen cock that stroked deeply inside her oral cavity. As her hips moved swiftly back and forth I to scrape both sides of her clitoris ever so gently with my teeth. This seemed to increase her rhythm. At the same time she sucked my penis deeply into her mouth.

As she came down on me I could feel the head of my cock

touching her soft pallet. Her movement was fast;

my penis was moving rapidly in and out of her mouth.

Her lips held me tight, and I knew that I could take

this no longer, whispering urgently, “Lynn,stop! I’m

getting ready to come, and can’t hold back any longer.”

I heard muffled laughter as she sucked me faster, and rapidly moved the loose skin of my cock up and down. I opened my mouth and started moving my lips wildly on her sodden pussy, wanting to give her as much pleasure as possible.

Suddenly, an explosion went off in my head, and I

saw a bright light as my prostate released the pressure. A long stream of warm semen shot into her mouth. I was

ecstatic. Does she know that this is heaven for me? I thought. She kept sucking, causing another, but smaller stream to squirt into her mouth again. How can I show her my pleasure? My lips pressed against her labia, and my tongue found the passage to her vagina. Puckering, like a trumpet player, I blew with great force, filling her pocket with air, ballooning her. Air began to escape past my lips with the pressure, and I sucked in harder,collapsing her walls tightly against each other. I kept repeating this in rapid succession as she kept moving my cock in and out of her mouth. She undulated her hips, her legs quivering, as my prostate forced it’s last and smallest stream into her mouth, which gurgled slightly with the semen in her throat. My prostate kept pumping. but nothing came out. Lynn’s body

began to settle on mine. I felt her nipples touch me, and her breasts compress on my stomach. She kept licking and sucking me gently, saying “uummm, uummm.”

My mouth slid off of Lynn’s pussy, my face wet with her flow. I gasped, “Oh, God Lynn, thank you; you are wonderful!”

She sighed “hmmmmm”, as her face settled on my thighs. Our breathing came in waves, subsiding as we both settled

into each other’s body, awash in warmth. I thought

to myself, “Wow! This is such and adventure. I hope she is enjoying it as much as I.”

We lay unmoving. The flush of my face was subsiding as my skin began to cool and dry. But the scent of Lynn’s womanly “perfume” still emanated. I breathed in deeply to confirm that her aroma was still with me. Lynn’s weight was growing heavy upon me. I thought she was sleeping, then I winced in pleasure as I felt goose bumps rising on my arms from the cool air being blown on my penis and testicles. Her face nestled on my thighs. The soft blowing continued up and down the length of my partially softened penis and around my balls. Comically, I thought with a chuckle So finally, I’m getting a blow job.

“What?” Lynn wondered “What’s so funny?”

“Oh, I was just thinking; I never understood why everybody calls it a blow job, when it is really a suck job…or, even, a suck and lick job.” “Silly” I heard Lynn say softly, feeling her tongue flick the head of my cock.

“Lynn, I have to get out from under you Babe” I said “I’m starting to have a hard time breathing.”

She sucked my head into her mouth hard and then pulled her mouth off with a “pop!” “Well, see if I give you a suck/lick job again”, she chuckled, then rolled over on her back, her arm hitting the bed with a flop in an exaggerated movement.

end of part I

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A Satin Touch

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Writer’s note:

My muse, you are truly amazing and wondrous in your thoughts and writings. This story was inspired by you and written for all to enjoy. You’ve become a truly special and lifetime friend.

Thank you.

* * * * *

It had been a few years since we first started chatting on Lit., slowly growing comfortable enough with one another to actually meet, with the blessing of both of our loves. They both knew that we had ‘connected’ on a more sensual and curious level, and that there was no attraction that would put our separate lives in jeopardy. So with that I made arrangements to fly into Regina one late spring day to finally meet you, the woman who tantalized and teased me to exotic heights never before seen. We had talked about what we both were to wear, so that we could recognize each other, as pictures didn’t seem to do either of us justice.

You had mentioned that you had an affinity for men in suits, so I was dressed in a dark cut Italian ensemble, complete with wingtip shoes and sunglasses that finished the look. At my request, you were to have purchased a plaid schoolgirl outfit with a matching vest with white knee-high socks for our first meeting.

The plane is a little behind schedule, which makes the anticipation growing inside me all that much more unbearable. It feels as if every nerve ending in my body is tingling, singing its own sweet rhythm of bliss. Getting off the plane I head up the passageway to the terminal, each step bringing me closer to your charms. The terminal is crowded with passengers waiting to board other flights as I fight my way through the din to the main walkway and headed for the front of the airport. It is then that I feel the soft touch of your hand on my arm. Turning to my right I am greeted with a sight that will be forever etched in my memory. Standing in front of me just as I had imagined in so many daydreams on the flight, is the woman who’d teased me to countless orgasms, with a few added touches. Your shimmering dark hair, swept away from your face by two hair clips, framing your cheeks and mysteriously deep eyes wonderfully. You have on the white blouse, and it is opened a few more buttons than what would be considered appropriate by any girl’s school, revealing a black lace bra that hugs your sweet breasts like a second skin. Gazing further down I see the familiar black and red print of the plaid skirt, which comes down to just the middle of your thighs, allowing me a small glimpse of the creamy smooth skin of your legs, before disappearing sweetly into a pair of knee high white socks that outline your calves. Your feet are strapped into a pair of black leather shoes, completing the naughtiest look of a woman I’d ever seen.

“I take it you like what you see…?” A voice cuts through the air, breaking me out of my trance. I look up to see your face light up with an evilly delicious smile.

“Umm…yes…I do…” Is all I can stammer out at that particular moment in time, for I am captivated by your gorgeous figure. I am trying to figure out a proper greeting for our first face to face meeting when I suddenly feel your hands slip beneath my arms and embrace me in a hug that sends shivers down my spine. Returning the embrace, I hug you for what seems like an eternity, oblivious to the stares and leers that we receive from passers-by.

“I’m so glad to finally meet you Thomas!” You exclaim, looking up at me once more. I admire the fact that you didn’t call me Tommy as if I were a child even though our ages seem to have nothing to do with it. “…And I see you’re just as happy to see me…” You add, exclaiming your point by giving my hardening cock a playful squeeze through my pants. I must have turned beet red at that point because your eyes light up with a giggle that seems to set the tone for our first meeting. Reaching for my hand we walk out of the airport to your car, making small talk while we walk. My eyes are constantly running over your body, from the tips of your stocking feet to the wicked smile you keep flashing that reassures me that this is in fact going to be a sinful few days.

On the way to the hotel you turn the car into a small lakefront restaurant. It is a warm day and we pick a spot on the patio overlooking the water, ordering a light lunch. As we talk about our lives and how we got to this point in time I feel a light touch of fabric that starts at my shin and slowly moves upward along my leg. My cock twitches from the feel as I realize that it is your sweet foot that is sending me to new heights of pleasure, touching and teasing me beyond belief. The evil grin on your pouty lips confirms that this is all part of your plan. I squirm uncomfortably in my seat, trying to maintain some sort of rational conversation when all I want to do is make you my dessert. Your foot then touches my cock through the pants and I almost bolt out of my seat, much to your bemusement. But just then the waiter comes back to give us the bill, interrupting our moment. I smile as normally as I can under the circumstances, thanking him for the hospitality as I see you bend forward in your chair, almost bursa escort under the table. Puzzled, I watch the waiter walk away just as your head pops back up over the table, an even naughtier smile on your face this time.

“Put out your hands.” You order. Wondering why you want me to do this yet not in any mood to say no I do as I’m told, placing both hands palms up on the table as if I was participating in a séance. It is then I see your hands come above the table, sliding across the smooth surface to meet mine. As they shift closer you flip them over and cover my open palms with yours. Suddenly the cool breeze coming off the lake is replaced by the damp feeling of cotton. It is then that I realize what you were doing under the table.

“These are for you my pet…” You boldly purr, pressing the damp socks into my palms. I smile brightly, for you know how long I have waited for something like this. “Go ahead…rub them…I wore them all morning…getting them nice and sweaty for you, because I know how much you like my sweaty feet…” I just nod in agreement, not knowing what to do as the restaurant is beginning to fill up and here I am with your socks pressed into my hands, my cock growing harder by the second, dripping with the excitement that you have caused. It is then that you raise the stakes of your little game.

“I bet you’d just love to smell them, wouldn’t you Thomas?” I hear you whisper across the table. “You probably want to smell them so bad that it’s driving you nuts feeling the warmth of my sticky socks in your palms…Go ahead…show me how much you want to taste my toes by smelling my sweaty socks right here!” With those words you lift your hands from mine, the scrunched up material coming into full view. Looking around I notice that the tables next to us can see what I am holding, so I quickly place my hands in my lap as you giggle decadently. The look in your eye is of pure desire as you watch me, tormented in my own predicament, yearning to smell your fragrant perfume, yet too apprehensive about our surroundings. Taking pleasure in my anguish, you take the situation a little further by rubbing your bare foot up my pant leg until it reaches my crotch where it touches my hands that still grasp your balled up socks, rubbing my fingers with your toes.

In this position I can feel your warm soles as they press ever so sweetly against the bulge in my designer slacks, my cock now dripping with pre cum that stains the fabric. I am acutely aware and grateful for the breeze as it passes my super heated flesh, burning like the desire that grows deep inside me. It is a desire to touch, to taste your toes, to suck and nibble on them as you touch yourself, your sweet body undulating closer to sweet release. As you play with me and my senses with your foot, a coy look of joy grows in your eyes. Here is this sweet and innocent looking young woman, tempting the daylights out of me. I am falling under your spell, giving in inch by inch, when you take an ice cube from your drink and lick it lovingly with your tongue, running it down your chin and over your neck towards the delicate skin between your breasts. The sight sends me over the edge and I throw all caution to the wind, raising my right hand to my face and inhaling your sweet foot aroma deeply, my cock jerking with the first signs of my orgasm, painting the insides of my slacks with my creamy seed.

“Oh my…is that what I think it is?” You wonder aloud, slightly surprised by my reaction to your teasing, yet very overjoyed at the results.

“Karen my sweet, you have no idea…” I breath to help stifle a moan that is trying to escape me as I come down from my blissful high, my cum pooling down between my thighs. My mind and body have waited for this moment, the pressure and lust building for your talented toes, and now I feel liberated by your touch, a touch that you could never imagine would feel so good. The socks in my hands, your teasing foot at my crotch, this whole scenario seemingly surreal.

“Well, let’s go!” You suddenly announce, hopping up from the table with your shoes in your hands and padding across the patio. I am about to rise from the table when I realize just how soaked the crotch of my slacks really is. I sit there for a moment, one part of me frozen to stay, the other part of me wanting to follow. Finally I look up at you as you’re walking away, giggling and blowing a kiss over you shoulder in my direction, seemingly oblivious to my predicament. With the socks in my hands I quickly get up from the table and side step to the car, almost knocking over a waitress in my haste.

Jumping into the car you reach over and bring your soft lips to mine, kissing me deeply, our tongues mingling lustily. Holding the back of my neck as you press the still damp socks into my hands firmly and tracing your hands over the damp softening bulge in my pants. “Mmmm…seems like someone enjoyed their lunch a little too much!” You exclaim, looking down at the wet spot. I can only manage a groan as you laugh out loud and turn the car onto the road, speeding down the highway towards the hotel. Every bursa escort bayan once in a while you glance over and smile wickedly, knowing you are the one that has made me this way. As we drive I take the opportunity to bask in your ‘gifts’ that I hold in my hands, rubbing the soft cottony material over my face, inhaling the fragrant fabric. Your socks smell wonderfully tart, bringing me once again to a blissful state of mind. I have a hard time concentrating on the conversation as I slip in and out of my lust, vaguely recalling you as you tell me of what I may expect this weekend. “You are mine to do with as I please this weekend Thomas…” You breathe, as if I didn’t already know that already. Yet I have this strange desire to find out how far you are willing to go, to allow me to take control of you as we dance this sensual play, seeking out mind and body, delving deep into each other’s souls to the very core of our beings.

We arrive at the hotel, laughing and giggling like best of friends, teasing each other with our sly remarks, much to the hotel staff’s amusement. I am sure they are all well aware of our intentions, but in my current state I couldn’t care less. Making our way to the room we close the door and immediately reach for each other, continuing our kiss that seemed so sudden short in the car. Our hands roam over each other, seeking out soft flesh inch by inch as if we only had a few moments of time to satisfy our desires. I am slowly being overcome by lust from your kiss, taking things to a new and heightened state when you suddenly pull away, waltzing over to your suitcase beside the bed and producing two pairs of black stockings. A puzzled look comes over me as you beckon me to come over to the bed, where I sit down beside you.

Sliding the shirt from my shoulders you slowly undress me, planting small kisses on each bit of skin that comes into view, making me moan aloud as I breathe deeply from the touch. I can feel your fingernails tracing a seductive path down my torso, reaching for my belt as you unfasten it, sliding my stained pants down my legs and tossing them on the floor with the shirt. I then feel your lips as they trace their way past my semi-flaccid cock that is still confined beneath my shorts, aching to be released. I look down at your angelic face, a face that tells me to expect the unexpected as you gently bite into my thighs, sending a renewed shiver through me again. You are still dressed, save for the plaid skirt that you toss to the side, making a comment about it just getting in the way and your bare feet that sway enticingly beneath you as you move, lower along my legs. I watch as you remove each of my socks one by one, teasing and tickling me with your tongue as you slither deliciously around the bed as I shiver with apprehensive excitement.

“Lie down…” You instruct to me softly. I do as I’m told, lying flat on the bed, watching as you position yourself between my legs, reaching for the black stockings as your panty covered ass sways invitingly just inches from my face. I can already smell your womanly excitement, which makes me grow that much more impatient to touch and lick your soft folds. But you have other plans the way you want things to unfold, for as I gaze at your white cotton panties you are busy fastening my ankles to the bed posts securely with the stockings. A slight tinge of disappointment overcomes me as you shift yourself around on the bed so that you are straddling my torso, tying my arms to the other posts as your taut breasts sway in my face. I cannot resist the urge to lick at your pointed nipples through the fabric of your blouse, teasing the hardening buds with my tongue as a soft gasp escapes your lips. You only allow me a brief nibble before you rise from the bed, placing your foot by my face, just out of reach of my tongue. For the longest time you wiggle and rub your toes across the soft material of the bed sheet, my eyes following every teasing move.

“I bet you can’t wait to touch my feet…to feel me rub them against you while you’re tied so helplessly to that bed…” I nod up at you, my powerful mistress, waiting for what you do next. It is then that you raise your foot and start to tease my nipples, pinching them between your toes as I sigh my appreciation. Taking up a position between my thighs, you slide your ass along the bed between them so I can feel the heat and wetness from your crotch a telling sign of just how turned on you are. Returning your attention to my nipples and rubbing your sweaty, dirty feet across my chest you utter a low gasp…whispering how this is making you feel as I moan from your words. I then close my eyes as you place those wonderfully scented peds over my face, the earthly smell consuming me as you rub them over and over, pinching my nose between your soft toes.

“Oh yessss…” I hiss; sticking my tongue out as the instep of your left sole comes into contact with it. The first taste is of dampness and dirt, but I do not waver, for this is what I’ve yearned for so long…to taste your sweat, to linger in your gorgeous feet.

“That’s it Thomas. Lick my sweaty escort bursa feet…Yes my pet it turns me on to watch you worship me, my muse…you’re making me so wet!” I hear each breath as you whisper them to me sweetly, encouraging me to continue my work. I am so hot for you now that I want to lick and clean every crevice of your soiled peds, to please you as I feel it is my sworn duty to uphold, for you have been the naughtiest woman by allowing me this pleasure. Soon your left foot is glistening with my saliva, shining in the daylight that bathes the room; my face is covered with your scent and my handiwork. Replacing your left with your right foot I glance over to see your hand has slipped beneath your waistband of the white cotton panties that are soaked with your juices, fingering your clit sensually as I lick and clean your soiled foot. I am moan with unrelenting pleasure from pleasing you, my mistress, to see the contented look on your face as you strum your pink bud towards a blissful climax. I want so much to taste your nectar, but I reserve myself to the fact that I will have that opportunity very soon. It is then that I see you raise your slender hips off the bed slightly, as your fingers plunge deeply into your moist pussy, making all sorts of wonderfully sinful sounds. I watch as your head falls back, my gaze upon you as your eyes close and your fingers pump in and out of your drenched folds, the excitement building as I tongue harder between your toes, lapping the sweat that hides there.I then feel your weight on the bed once more as you sit down, removing your fingers from your pussy and raising them to my face.

“Lick my fingers…taste me Thomas…see what you’ve done to me…” I hear you moan as I taste your nectar for the first time, sweet and tangy just like I have imagined all those times that I masturbated to daydreams of you.

“Mmmmm…Karen you taste so fucking sweet, like nectar from the Gods…” I purr, licking at your fingers as you push them to the back of my hungry mouth. After a few moments of this you then sneak them back into your panties, rubbing your crotch as your legs buck, your thighs rubbing against my hard-on as I try to raise my hips to help you reach what must be a building orgasm. Your feet are now at side of my face as you buck your hips and rub your panty clad pussy against my steely cock, moaning and gasping loudly, all the while recalling the nasty visions that you have just witnessed. The sight doesn’t seem to get much more surreal when you pull the panties to one side and begin to finger your tight little asshole right in front of me, slowly easing two cum soaked fingers into your rear passage, a new wave of pleasure coursing through you as your thumb rubs at your pink bud harder and harder until your whole body shakes and you let out a scream that for a moment I think is going to bring someone to the door.

“Oh yeah fuck yeah!” You holler, dancing and bucking wildly before me as the bed creaks and groans its own telling tale of your orgasm. Then the muscles in your thighs relax and you fall back against the head of the bed, breathing and sighing from a climax worthy many memories that for me will last a lifetime. I just smile in admiration, knowing that I have contributed to your bliss and waiting what you have in store for me next, drinking in your gorgeous body as it undulates sweetly before me.

A few moments later you slowly come back to life, crawling over me to undo the ties on my arms and legs. You then slide my damp shorts off and begin to kiss and lick at my cock, yearning to please me as much as I’ve just pleased you. I moan as you lick and suck at the crown of my cock, teasing the hole and tonguing around the sensitive underside, your eyes transfixed on mine as if to commit to memory the moment for all time. I cannot move nor do I want to, for your soft lips then engulf my steely rod, sucking and licking my shaft as it plunges deeply past your tongue. My head falls back, eyes closed in blissful surrender at your work as your tongue works its magic. My body aches for release, as if I had kept this moment bottled up for the years and months until our meeting. I reach out and brush the hair from your face so I may gaze momentarily deep into your eyes, eyes that burn with trusting desire. I am yours, to tease, to take, to show me the passions that lie beneath my sensitive skin.

Soon the sensations are too much to overcome and I cannot hold out as my body starts to shake and I release a torrent of cum, moaning and screaming the sounds of my own orgasm. Breathing heavily through dry lips, eyes half closed with orgasmic bliss I then watch as you take a mouthful of my sticky seed and crawl up my torso until you are face to face with me, the last remnants of my orgasm dribbling down your chin as your face comes closer to mine. Instinctively I open my mouth just as you open yours, a small string of my seed escapes your lips, dribbling into my mouth as you press your lips to mine, our tongues mingling with the salty treat. I reach up and grab the back of your neck, mashing our mouths together as we each swallow our share of cum. My head is spinning with lust at the feeling and taste of cum as you moan and whimper your agreement, both of us slightly spent from the surreal situation, space and time around us non-existent, all that matters is the two of us.

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A Night of Nylon Passion

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Carole was a very attractive older lady with whom I had been close friends for nearly 7 years. We had often engaged in sexual conversations but had never been able to get together and act out our fantasies. I had discussed many times with her about my fetish for wearing tights and having sex with men and women whilst both partners were wearing tights and whilst she was intrigued by my passion, she could not quite understand it. Eventually she agreed to come away with me for a weekend so I could finally feel the touch that I had longingly dreamt of for so many years.

I pulled up in her driveway and nervously walked to the front door, my excitement could barely be contained although I was still unsure as whether it would actually happen.

I rang the doorbell and waited for what seemed like an eternity until the amazingly sexy silhouette of Carole appeared through the frosted glass as she opened the front door. She looked as nervous as I felt as I admired her choice of outfit, black dress falling just above the knee, black semi opaque tights and knee high boots. I told her she looked amazing and we hugged and shared a brief kiss in the doorway.

I collected Carole’s bag as she put on her coat and escorted her by the arm to my car. I opened the door for the lady and she smiled as she sat in the passenger seat, my eyes following her lovely legs for a glimpse as her dress rode up slightly, then I placed her bags in the boot and got into the drivers side.

The journey lasted just over 2 hours, largely in silence but never uncomfortable as we exchanged nervous smiles and my hand rested on her silky thigh. We made small talk, neither referring to the weekend ahead, seemingly too nervous to discuss what awaited us at our destination.

I pulled the car into the parking bay by a secluded converted barn at the end of a dark country road and exited the car, walked round to the passenger side and opened the door for my lady. Taking her hand in a gentlemanly fashion I escorted her to the doorway of our weekend love nest.

I opened the door and we gazed into a lavishly furnished converted barn, luxury sofa’s and rugs adorned the main living area with a large ornate open fireplace, logs stacked on the hearth.

I lead my lover into the barn and closed the door, pushing her back against the door we kissed passionately, her arms pulling me tight against her as my hands explored her wonderful curves. Seven years of lust releasing in a passionate embrace as we kissed and touched each other, my cock straining against the confines of my underwear and trousers as my fingers massaged Carole’s pussy through the crotch of her tights.

As my fingers explored I noticed something and stopped kissing, staring into Carole’s gorgeous eyes I commented that it didn’t feel like she was wearing any knickers, a cheeky smile confirmed my belief and I whispered into her ear that she was one seriously sexy cock tease as my fingers pushed the silky nylon deep inside her pussy.

Carole playfully pushed my hands away with a smile; “down boy” she said and winked, “I think you should get the bags in”. I grinned as I playfully slapped her bum and opened the front door and walked out to the car.

When I returned with the bags, the lights were dimmed and Carole had lit some candles, I carried the bags into the bedroom and returned to the living room where Carole was opening a nice chilled bottle of wine. I went over to the fireplace and built up a small log fire over some kindling and firelighters and spent a few minutes getting the fire going.

I moved back to the sofa where Carole was sitting enjoying her wine, I knelt in front of her and unzipped both boots and slipped them off, casting them aside on the floor. I sat on the sofa and beckoned her feet up onto bursa escort my lap where I began to massage her warm toes.

As we sat in front of the roaring log fire, drinking our wine and chatting away, my fingers massaged Carole’s tights covered toes and feet. I asked her if she had ever had her toes sucked before and she told me that she hadn’t yet experienced that. I put down my wine and began kissing and gently sucking her soft nylon covered toes.

As I sucked I began to gently bite her larger toes then kissed and sucked them until the nylon was moist, I moved onto the other foot as Carole lay back enjoying the sensation and the relaxing surroundings as I began to kiss up her legs.

I knelt in front of her once more and continued kissing her legs all the way up her thighs, lifting her dress slightly to expose her tights covered pussy, just visible through the semi-opaque tights.

I began to kiss and probe her pussy through the tights, starting slowly then getting harder with my tongue. Carole’s hands rested on my head, gripping it ever so slightly and encouraging me to push my tongue deeper through the nylon. As I probed her moistening pussy Carole rested her legs on my shoulders and I briefly stopped to rip open her tights and bury my tongue deep inside her.

I pulled her pussy apart with my fingers and teased her clit, flicking my tongue over it before pushing deep inside her once more, her juices beginning to flow into my mouth, tasting oh so sweet. As I continued pleasuring her with my tongue I pushed a finger inside her alongside my tongue and began working it in and out as Carole began to moan with pleasure.

With my finger now moist from my tongue and Carole’s juices I slipped it further back, pushing gently into her tight hole, Carole inhaled deeply as my finger penetrated her anus and began working in and out, increasing her pleasure as my tongue continued exploring her glorious love hole.

After a while Carole asked me stop and kiss her, I moved up her body, lying on top of her as our lips met, tongues intermingling and tasting her wonderful juices together. My fingers began exploring her moist hole, four fingers working in and out of her soaking pussy as we passionately kissed and Carole began fumbling at my belt.

I stood in front of her as she sat on the edge of the sofa and unbuckled my belt. I could see the broad smile that formed on her face as she dropped my trousers to reveal my very hard cock encased in a pair of sheer grey tights.

She took my nylon cock in her hand, working it gently, the feeling of the nylon against my cock was unbelievable and then she kissed the tip, gently sucking it and flicking her tongue across the nylon sheathed foreskin.

I felt a finger push the nylon deep into my anus at the same time as she sucked me as deep as the nylon tent allowed, her pace and passion building as I gripped her hair, the pleasure overcoming my body until with a moan of “oh god” as my cock pulsed and jerked through the nylon and a stream of semen exploded through the tights and into Carole’s mouth.

Carole seemed taken aback by this and after taking some of it in her mouth she took my cock out and smiled up at me with semen covered lips, “so soon” she said, I apologised as I knew she didn’t like taking cum in her mouth but she smiled and pulled my cock over the top of my tights, licking and sucking my softening member clean.

As she sat back on the sofa, wiping her lips and drinking some wine to wash down the semen, she asked if that would be it for the evening. I looked down at the stunningly beautiful woman before me and smiled, my cock already beginning to grow hard as I stared at her gorgeous body.

I took her hand and pulled her up off the sofa, slipping my arms around her and pulling bursa escort bayan her close we began to kiss again, my hands gripping her nylon clad buttocks as she gently played with my hardening cock.

As we kissed I unzipped her dress and pushed it over her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. My hands explored her naked back, feeling for the clasp of her bra as I unhitched it and allowed it to drop off exposing her wonderful breasts.

I kissed her neck and moved down to her breasts, kissing, biting and sucking the nipples as my hands explored every part of her body, fondling, fingering, squeezing. I moved down her body again, kissing all the way until I was kneeling in front of her sweet pussy and began to gently probe her with my tongue once more.

Carole sat back down on the sofa and I began to push my tongue deeper inside her with increasing passion. I stopped and told her to beg me to fuck her once my licking had become too much then buried my tongue deep inside her, fucking her with my tongue as the passion overcame both of us.

Carole gripped my head and screamed “FUCK ME NOW” and in one motion I moved up her body, my hard cock slipping easily inside her soaking pussy as her fingernails dug into my back, pulling me deep inside her, pumping her hard and fast.

We became one, now totally overcome with the whole act, kissing passionately, sucking and biting her nipples as each and every thrust became harder and harder. My hands gripping her nylon clad buttocks to give me the purchase needed to pump my cock so deep and hard inside her slippery wet pussy as her fingernails dug deeper into my back, pulling me inside her.

We breathlessly carried on, the sensation on my cock becoming more numbed as her juices reduced the friction to a level that I could barely feel anything so I pulled my cock out and asked her to kneel on the sofa facing away from me. Carole knew what was coming as a dirty smile crossed her face and she leaned forward over the back of the sofa, her fingers pulling her cheeks apart exposing her tight anus.

I rested the tip of my hard slippery cock at her tight entrance and gently eased it inside her, my hands gripping her hips as little by little we began rocking together, each movement increasing the penetration until my balls were tight against her arse.

Carole gripped the back of the sofa as I began to move my cock in and out of her tight hole, each thrust becoming harder and faster as we both began to moan in pleasure.

The intensity increased as I began to lose control, the tightness of her arse stimulating my used cock as I fucked her harder and harder, Carole almost screaming with every thrust as my hands reached around and cupped her breasts, fingers squeezing her nipples tightly as I pumped hard and fast into her.

I felt my orgasm flood over my body as with a final thrust my cock exploded deep inside her, semen filled her tight hole and ran down her thighs as the motion subsided and I withdrew breathless and collapsed next to her on the sofa.

We both sat silent and breathless as our passion subsided and our eyes met, smiling at each other as Carole embraced me, delicately kissing me on the lips as we held each other with our breathing returning to normal.

I lay on the sofa with Carole in my arms; drinking my wine and watching the flames leap hypnotically on the open fire as Carole traced her fingers gently up and down my chest then down over my sticky soft cock. She looked up at me and asked if I had anymore to give this evening, I looked in her eyes and smiled as she gripped my cock tightly.

We stood up and kissed some more before I lead her to the bathroom. Turning on the shower I pulled her ripped tights down and off over first one foot then the other. I watched escort bursa mesmerised as she stepped into the hot water and pushed her head back under the shower. Hot water tumbled over her gorgeous curves as she placed her head back and closed her eyes.

I removed my tights and stepped into the shower next to her; I poured some shower gel onto my hand and began to massage it into her body. Carole closed her eyes as my hands caressed her body, massaging a soapy lather all over her as I washed her. Carole returned the favour, cleaning my cock with her hands before we kissed under the hot water as it cascaded over our faces.

I turned off the shower and stepped onto the bath mat, water dripping off my body I held a towel out for the lady and gently dried her sexy body before tending to myself. I took her hand once more and lead her to the bedroom.

Carole sat naked on the bed as I opened my back and pulled out several packets of tights, I asked her to choose a pair for herself and one for me. Carole sorted through the packets selecting a pair of sheer black tights for me and some natural tan ones for her.

We both sat in silence on the end of the bed, as we carefully pulled on our tights and then moved up to the pillows and lay on the bed in each others arms, kissing and touching.

Carole reached down and stroked my soft cock as I began massaging her pussy through her tights. She began kissing my neck then my chest and moved down my body until she was kissing and sucking my still soft nylon encased cock.

I lay on my back as Carole sat astride my face, her tights covered pussy pushed against me mouth as I began to push the nylon inside her with my tongue. As I probed her through the nylon Carole took my soft cock in her mouth and began to flick her tongue over the nylon covered head.

After a while I finally began to feel my cock growing hard again and Carole needed no more invitation, she ripped open my tights and greedily sucked my cock deep to the back of her throat. I ripped open her tights and pushed my tongue deep inside her until she was rocking back and forth on my face, riding my tongue as she sucked me hard and deep.

I gently pushed against Carole’s thighs, encouraging her to dismount my face as she lay down on the bed I positioned myself between her legs and pushed my wet cock inside her moist pussy.

Carole wrapped her legs around my waist as I began to thrust deep inside her, kissing her neck and biting her nipples as we fucked. I knelt up with my cock still inside her and took first one foot, then the other to my mouth. As I sucked her toes I rocked back and forth, moving my cock gently inside her.

As I began to pump her harder and faster I sucked harder on her toes, gently biting and kissing them. Carole lay back, moaning quietly and massaging her nipples.

I moved Carole’s left leg over so I could lay alongside her, my cock still deep inside her pussy as I thrust into her from behind. With one hand I lifted her left thigh to enable me to fuck her deeper and harder and began moving faster.

Carole’s moved her fingers down between her thighs, massaging her clit and my cock as I thrust deep inside her, getting faster and faster, harder and harder.

My well used cock was beginning to feel numb again as I built up to an even faster rhythm to keep going, Carole was moaning with every thrust as I moved my hand from her thigh to fondle her nipples and kissed her neck.

Once again we were both moaning, breathlessly fucking harder and harder until when it felt we may just pass out, our orgasms shuddered through us as we both climaxed together, a wave of euphoric feeling passing over us.

We collapsed on the bed, hearts racing, with my softening cock still inside Carole’s soaking sticky pussy. I gently kissed her neck as she stroked my nylon covered thigh.

Carole rolled over to face me and as we held each other, looking into each others eyes, we kissed gently then fell into the most perfect sleep.

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