Rose Schools Me

Rose Schools Me

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Sometimes sex seems driven by beauty. Sometimes (according to conventional wisdom, the best times) it is inspired by love. But sometimes, it is just spawned from a raw, desperate, crying need. That’s how it was for Rose and me.

I grew up on Long Island, and the couple next door were an empty-nester Italian couple. Being only 18 myself, they seemed ancient, but now I realize they were no more than 60. Their kids ranged from 25 to almost 40, and I think all of them still lived within 30 minutes of their childhood home, still on Long Island. I know that Rose and Sal were also grandparents a couple of times over. Every once in a while, in the Summer, they’d have a huge family cookout in their backyard. One of their daughters, in her early 30s I suppose, was about the hottest looking woman I’d ever seen: about 5’5″ tall, with dark, smoldering eyes and long, straight black hair, which hung to the middle of her back. Annette was her name. But, unfortunately, this story is not about her.

Rose was a dark haired rotund woman, just about five feet tall. She had nothing in particular to set her apart from thousands of other Italian-American moms and grandmas living on Long Island at the time … except that she had those same smoldering dark brown eyes that she’d passed along to her daughter. I often tried to picture Rose as she would have looked at Annette’s age. It was pretty clear, still, from looking at our matronly neighbor’s face, that she’d been a real “looker” back in the day. But too much good Italian cooking had taken a toll on Rose’s body. She was probably about 160 pounds, which is a bit chubby for a lady of her height. But the way she looked at me sometimes …

Oh, me? I’m Dave, and I was a lanky 12th grader in the local high school. I had a mop of dark brown hair and very fair skin. A virgin, still, and horny all the time. I was probably about 5’11” at the time I first entered her house, just reaching my adult height. So, anyway, I was close to a foot taller than Rose, and so she would often ask me to come over and grab her down some ingredient or another from her top pantry shelf. The woman cooked ALL the time! The smells when I would go into her house to help her reach something were amazing. She could have cooked at any of the local restaurants and done quite well, I’m sure. This started near the end of my gorukle escort bayan Sophomore year. Rose and I struck up something of a friendship. Over the next two years, I got to be a regular visitor in Rose and Sal’s Long Island home.

I used to wonder, though, why she put some of her commonly used ingredients on the highest pantry shelf, so I didn’t have to keep coming over. It didn’t make sense to me until one day when things took a different turn. Probably about the eighth or tenth time she had me over to get something down from her pantry shelf after I’d turned 18, I was just reaching up to grab a jar of pasta when she grabbed my butt with both hands. I turned around, startled, and she immediately pulled one of her large breasts out of the top of her housedress. She was not wearing a bra. The breast looked big and soft, with chunky, erect brown nipples. She pulled out the other huge melon, and looked at me with those smoldering eyes, and said,

“You like?”

As a matter of fact, I “liked” very much!

“Wow … you’re … breasts are gorgeous!” I said, trembling.

“C’mon down, David. The pasta can wait.”

She took me by the hand and led me into her and Sal’s bedroom. I was starting to get terrified. Sal was a tough old bird, a cigar-chomping old guy who was wiry and looked like he knew 25 ways to kill you just with his thumb. In spite of the cooking smells with usually pervaded the household, a background odor of Sal’s stogies was always present too. It made him seem somehow present, as if he were watching us.

“But, what about your husband?” I murmured as we broke the plane of the doorway to the Master Bedroom.

“Sal is at the racetrack … as always. “And this old mare needs something he can’t give me. But, you can!”

She flopped down on the large bed and pulled up her dress. She was not wearing any underpants at all, and I could see her patch of black pussy hair and her glistening labia. I could also see her belly, which was large and pale. Looking back, I sometimes wonder why I was not more put off by that, by her fatness. I mean, she was not my “type”, body-wise, like her daughter was. But then I remember that at age 18 I had to wank at least 4 times a day just to keep up with the crazy semen production of a puberty spent in a public school where the mini-skirt nilüfer escort bayan was still in vogue. So, when Rose pulled up her dress and showed me her goodies, I was hard in an instant. She started playing with herself, and soon she had her clit worked up into a frenzy. It was protruded nearly three-fourths of an inch. I was transfixed. I hadn’t even seen much porn. Back this long ago, you used your imagination, or the undergarment section of the Sears catalog for porn. I was too young to buy it in any store. So when Rose pulled her dress up and started masturbating, well it was a revelation to me.

“Pull your pants down, David. Underpants, too!” Rose commanded. Her eyes had an evil, mischievous look that pulled me in, that made me want whatever Rose wanted. I complied, pulling my Levi’s jeans down to my ankles and then my white underwear. My cock was already hard. It didn’t take much at all in those days. Rose looked pleased.

“Stroke it till it’s all the way hard!” she urged. Again, I complied. My cock also quickly complied. It excited me to see her playing with herself. When Rose saw that I was hard, she spoke again:

“Good! I was hoping for a nice long one!” I am about nine inches, now as then.

“Well, let’s see what it can do, David! Put it in me!”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. Rose grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs way back, giving me easy access to her elderly pussy. I was truly amazed at how limber she was. I pushed my throbbing cock head into her mature slit and started pumping. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

“That’s it, David, FUCK me! Really fuck me! Harder!” she exhorted. I did my best not to let her down. Within about 25 seconds, I was on the verge of cumming. Rose cried out again:

“Oh, shit. Dick me daddy, lay that fucking pipe!”

That gave me pause, and her odd words made me engage the rational part of my brain. This apparently required some of the blood that was engorging my cock, and for a moment I was safe from cumming. I didn’t go soft, but I was wrestling with why she would call me “daddy” of all things. Maybe nephew, or son, or grandson might have been appropriate. But I soon left off thinking about this and started thinking again how good it felt to thrust my long cock in and out of my elderly neighbor’s bursa otele gelen escort bayan fat pussy. It was amazing. I never wanted it to end. But when she seemed convulsed by uncontrollable waves of pleasure, she gripped me tighter, and I knew I was about to blow a big load inside this hot old woman. It was intense. I finally pulled out of her after catching my breath, and she let go of her legs, and we both collapsed on top of the bed, which was still made. I could see a gob of my semen oozing out from her pussy lips. We kept silence for three or four minutes. Finally, Rose broke it.

“So, how did you like that, David? Every do that before?”

“Umm … no. That was my first time.”

“Just remember, there’s more where that came from, and I can teach you a lot of tricks you don’t know yet. I can teach you to be a better lover for when you have a girlfriend.”

“What kind of tricks?” I asked.

In answer, Rose sat up and then leaned over my flaccid cock. She took it gently into her mouth, sucking and licking it tenderly, and then sucking more aggressively as it started to become hard. Soon it was completely rigid again, and she was taking my cock deep into her mature mouth. She looked up at me with those naughty, dark eyes, and then kept sucking me.

“I like this trick!” I told her. She stopped sucking but deftly started stroking my erect cock with her right hand, just long enough to answer.

“Figured you would,” she grinned. And then, she was right back down on me, sucking and slurping until more ropes of semen shot into her mouth. When I had stopped spurting, she opened her mouth wide to show me the cum on her tongue. Then, she swallowed it and gave me another big grin.

“You and me are going to be great pals, David. I’m just too short to keep reaching those upper shelves in my pantry … so I’m going to need you often. Most likely every day.

I was too stunned to answer. But it was perfect. Because I was very sexually needy, too. And Rose met my needs in a most marvelous way.

Sometimes the sex that comes from a raw, desperate, crying need … is the best sex. It was for me and Rose. In retrospect, Rose taught me a few important lessons. But probably the greatest one was not to judge a book by it’s cover. Had I seen a woman who looked exactly like Rose in one of the shopping malls, before that fateful day, I would have never given her a second look. I’d have assumed her to be basically asexual. How wrong I was. Anyone can have raging passion. And, based on my experience with Rose, my mature neighbor lady, raging passion may be better than just plain good looks. Better, maybe, than anything.

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Heather starts massaging and playing with my breasts. Teasing my nipples with her tongue then gently rubbing her teeth on them. Making me crazy with longing. She starts kissing my neck and nibbling my ears. She makes her way to my mouth and kisses me sweetly, shyly at first. Before long she’s probing my mouth with her tongue. She’s just getting me hotter by the second. I feel her hand sliding up my thighs to my now dripping wet pussy.

I gently grab her hand before she can touch me.

“I’ve got plans for you.” I say.

She looks at me with lust in her eyes but does not utter a word of protest as I maneuver her onto her back and start to undress her. Before long, Heather is naked in front of me. Before we met, we talked about what we like and don’t like in the bedroom so what I have planned is on her like list.

“Close your eyes” I tell her. She readily complies.

I get out my blindfold and scarves. I tie the blindfold across her eyes. She tenses at first but then quickly relaxes. I tie the scarves around her wrists gorukle escort and tie them to the headboard. I tie her feet next and then she is ready and all mine. I leave the room for a minute and retrieve some items from the fridge. Chocolate sauce, strawberries, whipped cream – the perfect combination. I head back to the bedroom with my items.

First I tease her with the strawberry and rub it around her lips. Then I trace my way down her body with it. Pausing to rub her nipples with it. She moans with longing and anticipation. I continue down her body towards her waiting pussy that is absolutely drenched with her wetness. I rub the strawberry lightly on her clit. Her back arches and she moans. I trace a path down to her opening and lightly push it inside – she moans again. I take it out and trace that same path back up her body. I again trace her lips and then command her to suck on the strawberry as if it’s my clit. She does so obediently. Watching her is turning me on again but this is not about me. I take the strawberry altıparmak eskort bayan from her mouth and put it aside. I trace her lips with my tongue and then kiss her for a minute before pulling away.

I grab the chocolate sauce next and I pour some on her nipples. She moans from the coldness of it. It starts running down her breast. I slowly, teasingly lick the part that’s dripping first then I use my tongue to trace circles around her breast until there is only chocolate remaining on her nipple. I blow on her nipple and then I lick and suck it. Gently at first then a little harder. Heather is moaning and writhing on the bed. It’s a good thing I have her in restraints. She’s straining to break free but not too much. She’s enjoying this as much as I am. I repeat the same chocolate scenario on her other breast. She’s moaning loudly now but knows not to say anything unless I say she can speak.

“What is it you want Heather, tell me?”

“You Mistress, I want you.”

“Be nilüfer eskort bayan more specific, what do you want me to do to you right now?”

“I want your tongue on my clit” she says.

“That’s more like it.”

I take the chocolate and drizzle it over her clit and pussy. She moans as the chocolate hits her clit. I quickly try to catch all the chocolate. I run my tongue up and down her clit and pussy. She’s openly moaning now. I slow down a bit and teasingly blow on her clit. She moans in frustration so I continue slow, lazy strokes with my tongue up and down. When my tongue enters her she starts grinding into my face. I move back to her clit and she continues to grind my face. This drives me wild and I am now moaning as I lick her into a frenzy. I slide two fingers inside her and then a third. This drives her over the edge and she reaches her climax very loudly. I continue to thrust my fingers inside her and suck on her clit. She has another orgasm very quickly. By this time my face is very sticky with chocolate and her wetness.

I untie her ankles and make my way up her body and lie down beside her. I take off her blindfold as she catches her breath. I untie her wrists and lean in to kiss her. She starts kissing my face and licking the chocolate off …

Part Three is coming…

Copyright Wendy J. 13/11/02

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Curiosity Started It All

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I couldn’t believe my ears when my 18 year old daughter came to my wife and I and started talking about sex. I am not talking about the way a child should talk about sex to a parent. I am talking about hot steamy nasty type talk. She informed us both that she has been having these funny feelings for a few years and sometimes she gets real gooey sticky down there. So I asked her what do you mean down there she said you know dad my private parts. I informed her that she was eighteen now and not a little girl. (Although she was petite 5’6” and weighed 135 pounds with a nice little pair of tit’s) She said ok daddy I mean my pussy it gets all wet and I get this funny feeling. So my wife and I asked her if she has ever had sex? She said no, that she had let a few boys lick her down there but she has never let them stick their finger or their penis in her. I was glad to hear that. So the next question floored us, we asked her if she has ever masturbated before. She said what is that? So we told her that is when you play with yourself, she said no way that is gross! Her mother informed her that it was not gross it was perfectly normal and everybody has done it or will do it sometime in their life. She looked puzzled, so we asked what she was thinking about. She replied that she as starting to get that funny feeling that she was talking about.

I asked her to leave the room for just a minute. After she left I told my wife that I could escort bayan bursa not believe that we raised a child that was so naive toward sex. She couldn’t either. I asked her what she thought we should do? Her response floored me even more. She said that we should show her everything she needs to know about sex, I said EVERYTHING? She said yes everything.

I called to our daughter and told her to come back in. As she came back in the air temperature in the room seemed to rise fifteen degrees. She had this puzzled look on her face, as to say what was that about. About that time my wife told her that daddy and I had a talk, we think that it is time for you to learn about sex. She smiled actually she started blushing. What do you mean mommy? What I mean is that daddy and I want to teach you everything about sex so that you understand what you are going to be getting into as an adult. There was a sense of relief in her face and voice. OK she said I think that would be special. When can we do that mommy? I think that since we are all here right now would be perfect baby girl!

Jenny asked what should I do? My wife answered nothing just relax. We told her to come over and sit on the bed. As she walked toward the bed I couldn’t believe that I was going to get a chance to finally after all these years was going to not only get to break a virgin hymen, but I was going to have my own daughter’s hymen. I always bursa sinirsiz eskort said that if I was given the chance to have the privilege of taking a virgin that I would take the most time in the world and never hurt her. I guess now was my chance to prove it.

My wife instructed me to undress our daughter and that if I acted in any other way than she was my lover that she would beat the shit out of me. My daughter just looked dumbfounded at my wife for saying that. After I undressed her down to her panties, my wife instructed me to stop. So I did as I was told. My wife went over to the DVD player and put in a video. She put in the classic video for what was about to take place, Taboo! Our daughter at the age of eighteen has never seen a man’s penis erect before. As the movie started she was kind of squirmy and couldn’t sit still. As the movie went further and further she started to moan slightly and finally she asked why she had a wet spot in her panties? I took this as my queue, I moved over next to her and my wife got on the other side of her.

We informed her that we were about to teach her how to masturbate. She started to breath hard and she had the biggest wet spot I have ever seen in the crotch of her little panties. My wife took my daughters hand and started to rub her breasts with her, she started to moan real low and couldn’t sit still at all. My wife then escort bayan moved her hand down her belly and rubbed all around her pubic area just above her virgin pussy. I took off her panties and I looked at my first virgin pussy of my entire life. She started to rub her clit and my wife told her not too hard just rub it gently. My daughter could not take it she started to moan loud my wife told her that she was starting to feel what it was like to get excited, my daughter said you mean I am Cumming my wife said no you are just getting excited, you will cum after while. I took out a vibrator and my wife’s feather crop. As my wife worked on our daughters tits and erotic spots with the vibrator I was teasing her belly and tits with the feather she squirmed like I have never seen before.

My wife told me that it was time, I looked at her kind of funny. She said it is time for our baby to become a woman. I asked what she meant, she said that it was time for Jenny to have her first orgasm. Jenny could not believe that her mom was touching her pussy the way she was. As the vibrator got closer to her vagina she closed her eyes and her head fell back and she was starting to cum all of a sudden she started to scream and her whole body went stiff. My wife had a look on her face that was worth a million buck’s.

Jenny started to come back to earth, and she was shaking and couldn’t stand up. My wife looked at me and smiled I just smiled back. She told me that was enough for this evening that if I was a good boy that I would get my Cherry in the near future and she would guide my cock into our virgin daughters little pussy. I can’t wait because the same curiosity that started it all was killing me.

Definitely to be continued…

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Jill At Last Ch. 01

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I was a young attorney, working during my first year after law school at a small firm in Los Angeles. I stayed pretty busy most of the time, doing the normal lawyer thing. Jill was a legal secretary whose work station was just around the corner from my office. I got to know a few things about Jill through casual conversations here and there as I passed by on my way to another office, or the copy room, or wherever that gave me an excuse pass by and get a look at her. She was in her early-forties, which was nearly twice my age, but there was just something about her I found irresistibly attractive. It didn’t hurt that she was tall with an incredible figure, not the least of which were her ample breasts that she always managed to show off just enough to make them impossible not to look at, and yet always came across as elegant and professional.

Sometimes passing by Jill’s station I would catch a glimpse down her partly open blouse and my hormones would be off and running. Some days it drove me so crazy that I would have to go to the bathroom and jack-off just so I could get back to concentrating on work. But there was something more to Jill than just her beauty; she had a way of making everyone feel as if she was very happy to have them around her. I also knew that she was a single mother of a 12-year old boy, which meant that she never stayed late at the office, much to my disappointment.

Being in a small office, it was rare that anyone besides me stayed late. The older attorneys who had better things to do rarely stuck around past 5:00. I often found thoughts of Jill coming to mind, and I would inevitably start to surf the web, looking for some porn that resembled Jill. I never found any, but the thoughts of Jill and the images that flashed ceaselessly across my screen would make me so horny that I had to stroke myself through my pants. When it got too much to bear, off to the bathroom I went to get some relief.

I usually kept my door closed during these sessions, but of course one night I just didn’t think about it. My rock-hard shaft formed a huge bulge in pants, and the pre-cum had made a little wet spot on my khaki trousers. At the last second I heard someone walking toward my office and quickly minimized the porn on my computer screen, and tried to look busy. I was shocked to see Jill walk past my office, then stop and come back to the doorway. I quickly tried to assume a casual position while at the same time trying to hide the bulge in my pants that had just gotten even bigger.

“Hi James.” she said in a less than happy voice. I had never seen Jill in casual clothes before. Despite the fact that we had “Casual Fridays” around the office, she always dressed professionally. That night though she was wearing a light summer dress that only came down about mid-thigh and had a low neckline, and stood out beautifully against her tan skin.

“Hey Jill,” I tried to respond in a cool voice, but I could feel my voice start to escort bursa choke and my face was on fire. Partly from embarrassment at almost being caught, but mostly from the thousands of Jill-fantasies running through my head that had started out just like this. “What are you doing here so late?”

“Bill has me working on a big project, and I’m a bit behind. Today I had to leave early to help Derrick get ready to leave for a long weekend with his father. So now I’m back to try and play catch-up. What are you working on?” As she glanced down from my face toward my desk to see what I was working on, I could see that she notice my bulge and probably the wet spot too. She quickly looked away, with a mild look of embarrassment playing across her beautiful features.

Damn it! My face burned even more. I quickly adjusted my position in my seat, and patted a pile of paperwork next to me. “Oh, you know. Just the usual.”

“Right. Well, I’d better get to work,” she said with smile, “and let you get back to yours.” There was an odd emphasis on the last part of her statement as she turned away to head for her desk. I wasn’t sure if she was encouraging me to get back to work, or get back to taking care of my now raging hard-on. The possibility that it was the latter sent my brain buzzing.

I decided to wait a bout 15 minutes, then pretend to take something to the fax machine that would take me past Jill. She was leaning forward in her seat with her elbows on her desk, which pressed her breasts together and the caused the neckline of her loose dress fall open, giving me an unprecedented look at those gorgeous tits. Electricity shot from the top of my head strait down to my cock. She looked up as I walked by and smiled, but neither of us said a thing. My gaze had lingered longer than I had intended, and I knew she had noticed where I was looking.

I went to the fax machine and typed in the fax machine’s own number. The fax started to go through and I racked my brain trying to figure out my next move. This was not like picking up a girl at a bar, or even at school. This was a whole new league, and I was a rookie player. I thought about offering to get us some dinner, but no doubt she had eaten before she came in. I decided to just jump into a conversation and see where it took me. On the way back to my office I stopped at Jill’s desk.

“I hope this isn’t too intrusive, but you didn’t seem too happy when you first came in. Anything other than just not wanting to be at work on a Thursday night?”

She smiled softly as she looked down at her desk for a few seconds in silence. I was about to apologize for bothering her and leave, but she said, without looking up, “I’m alright. I just…” she stopped herself with a long sigh. She gave a light laugh and looked up, “You know, just old lady stuff. Nothing that would interest you.” She carefully maintained her slightly strained but still sweet smile.

“In the first place,” bursa merkez eskort I answered quickly, “old lady” my ass.”

“Ahhh, aren’t you sweet” she said in a playfully condescending tone.

I decided to leave that one alone for the moment. “And on the contrary,” I continued, “I’ve been working all day and the prospect of some human interaction sounds very interesting.” After I had said it, I worried that I had made horrible choice of words. I thought I saw that Jill had caught the double meaning, but she just smiled slightly.

“So what’s going on?” I asked again.

After another moments pause, she leaned back in her chair and said, “Oh, it’s nothing in particular. It’s just my life. I work and take care of Derrick. That’s it. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’m pretty much happy with my situation, but…” Jill trailed off.

“Do you have any good friends that you hang out and relax with?”

“No. Ever since my divorce, our old friends have just seemed to fade away. I don’t really have the time or much of an inclination to go looking for new ones.”

“Dating?” I asked, expecting that I knew what the answer would be.

Jill just gave a short laugh. “Right. Old lady with a young kid at home. Not exactly a recipe for romance.”

I let her words hang there for a moment, while I leaned against the wall, looking at her. “I was serious about the “old lady” thing,” I said finally. “I’m pretty sure your drive every guy around here crazy.” Jill took in a deep breath, and held it. I doubt she did it intentionally, but the swell it gave to her chest was magic. Silence hung in the air, and I didn’t do anything to try to hide my growing erection. Jill couldn’t look up to my face, and her gaze stopped at my waist, and froze.

After a moment, she looked down at her hands in her lap, her fingers beginning to play nervously with each other.

“What about you?” Jill asked finally. “Got a girlfriend yet?”

I waited a few seconds, then simply said, “Nope.” I knew this was going to sound lame, but I had no idea how to get to the next level, so I just plunged blindly ahead. “You look a bit tense, would you like me to rub your shoulders for a couple of minutes before we get back to work?”

Jill hesitated for a moment then let out a quick sigh. “Sure, that sounds great.”

I moved away from the wall and started to walk around Jill’s desk. Jill sat up straight in her chair and reached back with her hand and pulled her shoulder length, silky blond hair out of the way. I didn’t realize it, but my hands had gotten cold during this time, and when I touched her warm skin, she sucked in a quick breath through her teeth.

“Sorry.” I said. I quickly rubbed my hands together. Partially to warm them, but also to try to stop them from shaking so bad. I reached back up and slowly started to rub. I must admit that I am pretty good at giving massages, and I was determined bursa sınırsız escort to make this one my best ever.

“Do you like it hard or soft?” I asked, this time fully intending the double entendre.

“If it’s my back and shoulders, I like it hard.”

I knew at that moment that things were going well. I also made a mental note that I should go gently when I got to any other areas of her body. As I applied more pressure to some of the knots in her neck and shoulders, she let out little moans of enjoyment. Those moans made my cock twitch with excitement. As I worked my way across her shoulders from her neck, my hand came in contact with her dress. Over or under, I asked myself? I decided to punt.

I fumbled at the edges of the material, acting as if they were in my way and I didn’t know how to handle it. Jill reached up with her free hand and pulled the material slightly further across her shoulders, just exposing the top of her satiny blue bra strap. I rubbed a bit longer, then acted as if the straps were in my way too. Not waiting for Jill to move them, I took the initiative and slid her bra straps over the edge of her shoulders. As I kneaded her shoulders and down the middle of her back, I pushed her dress further down her arms. Soon the tops of her round breasts were exposed, and a growing hunger was building in the pit of my stomach, making its way to my aching member.

I had gradually moved closer and as Jill rolled her head back to stretch her neck, the hand holding up her hair brushed against my cock. I involuntarily sucked in a quick breath. My hands stopped moving. Jill let her hair fall, its silky smoothness caressing my hands still resting on her shoulders. She rolled her head around again, more slowly this time, again brushing my cock with the back of her head. And again a third time. This time as her head came by, I pressed my cock in as I pulled back on her shoulders.

We stayed like that for what seemed like hours, Jill moving her head back and forth against my prick. I slid my hands forward off her shoulders to massage her chest, just above her breasts, then slowly began to inch my way down under her dress and under her satin bra to knead handfuls of her breasts. Jill began to moan again, and as my fingers and thumb found her erect nipples, she gave a quiet gasp as I gently pinched and twisted.

I slid my hands back up Jill’s chest, up her neck, and took her beautiful face in my hands. She opened her eyes and watched me as I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, then on the nose. She licked her lips just as I brought my lips down gently against hers. The moist sweetness of her plush lips was electrifying. Slowly I let my tongue softly probe, and soon her tongue found mine.

“Where?” she asked.

I didn’t need to ask what she meant. I had fantasized about taking her all over the office, but now none of that seemed right. “You said Derrick was with his dad. Can we go to your place?” Jill said sure.

I pulled her chair out for her as she stood. She started to adjust her cloths, but I turned her and with one hand on her waist and the other sliding behind her neck, I pulled her close for another kiss. “I’ll meet you in the parking garage and follow you to your place.”

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Putty In Their Hands

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Ass

There are two of you and I have never been sure who I lust after more.

But you, clearly, figure more often in my daydreams whenever I am masturbating.

And somehow you seem to know that.

You know the effect you have on me.

You seem to love teasing me. Tormenting me. With just a knowing hint of a smile whenever you see me gazing, as if hypnotised, under a spell, down your deep and distracting cleavage, the perfumed valley between your breasts that is as alluring as are your toned, smoooth arms and underarms.

I can almost get dizzy with desire on your sweet and spicy scents mingling with the perfume you have on that seems to emanate enticingly from deep within those smoooth armpits and cleavage that you always seem to revel in showing off just for my benefit.

How I envy your inner arms that nestle so tantalisingly and caressingly close to those beauteous and beckoning breasts. How I want to be kissing them, licking them in my dreams…

Just the idea makes my cock hard.

You know how I seem to be in a trance when around you and my eyes remain riveted on those perfectly pedicure feet, bursa escort bayan with the provocatively painted toenails in scarlet red.

And I am forever trying to hide my obscenely bulging jeans when in your proximity.

After all you are my boss.

You know I can hear you, but you address your visiting friend, “You know, we should make his day — let’s tease him together today and make his dreams come true.”

“I am sure he is a virgin. And I am sure he will not mind losing his virginity to us,” your friend replies, knowingly.

I gasp. Freeze. Almost unbelievably, I pinch myself. Are they discussing me? In my presence?

This is my first job. Not even a job. I am an intern. And it is important for me to get a good certificate.

I had told you that I would do anything to please you.

You had smiled, “Anything?”

And I had blushed, realising how you seemed to be teasing me.

“Oh we can get him to do almost anything we want. We can make him our sexslave and get him to worship our pussies”

“Yes, I know just how to tease him. I am sure he will like the gorukle escort feel of my ripe, firm breasts rubbing against his hard chest and then his hard cock…”

“I know his weakness is nipples… I am going to just flick my tongue over his nipples and make him cum without even touching his cock”

“Oh I want his cock…I so want his cock…”

“Oh I am sure you can have it, he won’t mind it”

I can hear almost all of it loud and clear as I sit in the ante room, their laughing voices crystal clear.

It’s the last day before holidays.

And we have finished work.

And then suddenly you call me in, me and address me directly: “Would you, baby?”

“Sorry?”

I am busy trying to hide my hard, throbbing hard-on.

“You said you would do anything to please me. That you want to learn to truly make me happy. Didn’t you?”

“Uh, of course”

I am rock hard. And throbbing. And red-faced. And embarrassed. And blushing. And excited. And so in lust. But confused. Surely the two of you are just teasing me, testing me, and perhaps will start laughing bursa merkez escort bayan out loud and cry, “Gotcha! Fooled ya!”

But instead, you are both smiling. And you have perhaps read my fantasies on Lit. Which is why perhaps you both casually raise your arms to adjust your hair. You are both in sleeveless singlets, kinda like men’s vests. Your arms are toned.

Your breasts heaving as you reveal your exquisitely aromatic, shaved and scented underarms, glistening, squeaky clean, almost beckoning me to start kissing, licking, sucking…

I am so hard and excited and throbbing that I can feel my knees weaken…

You ruffle my hair, playfully. “So, stud, you man enough to take the two of us?”

Your friend, who I have always lusted after, butts in: “I have always wanted a virgin to fuck. Tell me you are one”

“Ummm…”… I am blushing. Tongue tied. I am a total virgin. Hell, I have not even seen a totally nude woman but I am worried that these two visions from my wet dreams are just playing with me and will soon be laughing at my expense. Could this be true? You have stepped closer. Your hand is on my chest and it is… what? …. playing with my nipple, tracing concentric circles with your fingers through my shirt”

Your friend is even more bold. She is caressing my obscenely bulging pants…gasp…. it is my cock in her hands… and it is growing…

And I am putty in their hands…

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James’ Foursome

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James opened the door into the house he shared with his fiancée Anne and was surprised not to see her right there in the kitchen or in the living room. He called out and received no answer. He stepped inside and saw the note waiting for him on the coffee table. “In the shower,” it read, with a small arrow pointing up the stairs.

He had received many notes like this before. Smiling, he loosened his tie and kicked off his shoes, halfway hard as he made his way to the stairs. He could hear the shower running now and he quickened his pace. He was almost to the top of the stairs when he heard someone giggle. It was unlike Anne’s laugh and he paused for a moment before taking the stairs two at a time. When he reached the door, he sucked in breath to compose himself and then he opened the door without knocking. Behind the shower curtain he could see three curvy figures and his cock strained against his pants. “Baby?” He called.

Anne pulled the shower curtain back, grinning at him. She was standing there naked and soapy, between two other women. The one behind Anne had flaming red hair with a neat, matching red bush. Her chest was the largest James had ever seen, even larger than Anne’s. She was moaning in a soft sweet voice rubbing her huge tits against Anne’s back. She was near Anne’s average height, with creamy white skin and plump hips and thighs. She smiled at James as she touched his fiancée, her bright green eyes sparkling.

The woman in front was a bit taller than Anne; she had a rack comparable to hers, with tiny pink nipples. She too had pearly white skin and an incredible ass that Anne couldn’t seem to keep her hands off of. It jiggled under Anne’s hands and the girl was fingering herself, biting her lip as she watched James, her bright blue eyes flashing invitingly.

“James,” Anne said, pointing over her shoulder to the redhead. “This is Emily.” Emily waved with her fingers, biting her lip and Anne put her hands on the raven haired girl’s hips before spanking her round ass , “This is Brooke.”

“Hey there,” Brooke purred. She ran her hands along her body, licking her full lips.

Rock hard, James began undoing his shirt as he watched the three girls giggling and soaping each other up. “He is so hot,” Emily whispered to Brooke.

“I hope he leaves that tie on,” Brooke whispered back, arching her eyebrow as she watched him undress. The raven-haired girl couldn’t keep her eyes off him; she eyed the James’ crotch hungrily. She was clearly the sluttiest of the three girls in the shower. James couldn’t wait to give her the fuck she was so desperate for.

Anne grinned at him. “Let’s give my boyfriend a show, girls,” She said before turning to kiss Emily slow and hard, slipping her tongue into the redhead’s mouth. James found it hard to tear his eyes from Brooke’s pussy, where her fingers were working furiously. He heard Anne moan and he broke his electric eye contact with Brooke to watch as Anne and Emily’s tongues touched, teasing each other. Their large breasts were mashed together; James could imagine their hard nipples brushing and he couldn’t help but to rub his cock through his pants.

Brooke grabbed Anne, gripping her chin as they kissed. The girls’ pussies rubbed against each other, their moans echoing through the steam. Brooke kissed down along Anne’s neck and breasts, pulling her body close. “Doesn’t Emily look lonely?” Anne asked James sweetly over her shoulder.

Emily slid her hand slowly up her thighs to the thatch of red hair at her crotch, beckoning to him with her other hand. James stepped toward the running shower, not caring if his clothes got wet. When he reached the curvy redhead she grabbed his tie and pulled him in for a kiss. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, she tasted like cinnamon and James’ cock grew harder. Emily deftly undid his pants and pushed them down, making sure to thoroughly feel up his hard cock. His boxers followed soon after.

When he was fully undressed, it was Brooke that pulled him into the shower. James wondered for a moment if Anne had this exact moment in mind when she insisted on buying the house with the extra-large shower.

Brooke slid her hands along his thighs and up to his cock, kissing bursa eskort and giggling into his neck as Anne and Emily made out behind him. James pressed Brooke against the cold tile, his hands on either side of her against the wall, enjoying the way she squealed at the coolness. He thrust his cock between her legs, teasing it against her wet pussy. She clawed at his back, squirming against him, clearly desperate for it. “Do you want my cock?” James growled into her ear. She whimpered and nodded, clutching onto him.

James plunged his cock deep into her tight pussy, grunting into her neck and holding onto her big round ass for support. She kissed him deep and hard, gripping his hair as he fucked her hard and fast, her moans echoing in the steam. He moved harder and faster into her, she gasped with each thrust as her ass hit the tile, making a delicious smacking sound. She moaned for him, panting his name and wrapping her legs around his. He lifted her by her ass, digging his nails into it and making her scream. He slammed her back into the tile over and over and over as he fucked her as hard as he could.

He slipped his hand between them, rubbing her clit as he pounded into her cunt. She scratched her nails down his back, biting as his neck which only made him go harder. As he rubbed her clit with one hand, he reached out to toy with Emily’s nipple with the other. Brooke was leaning against the wall, rocking up and down on his cock and hand, using him to get herself off.

James licked her lips as she worked his cock, grunting with her. Brooke buried her face in his neck, digging her nails into him as they fucked harder and faster. James grabbed her hips, forcing her back against the wall. He pumped in and out of her hard and fast, working her clit all the time. Minutes later, could feel her coming all over his thick hard cock.

He gently let her down, kissing her slow and harder, biting at her lip. “Good girl,” He whispered gently and she shuddered against him. As he kissed her he felt someone get between their legs, running her hands up and down his thighs as she licked slowly up his cock.

James looked down to find Anne on her knees in the shower, taking his cock as deep as she could after he had just fucked a woman he just met. He gripped Anne’s wet head, pushing her onto his cock as Brooke pulled him back for another kiss. She kissed like a porn star, all tongue and heavy panting, pressing her full breasts against his chest. James could tell Brooke wanted another round but he knew he needed to spread the love. With one hand, James held his fiancée’s head, fucking her face, with the other he pinched and twisted Brooke’s nipples, making her moan into his mouth like a slut, pressing tighter against him, desperate for more cock.

He felt himself getting close and pulled Anne to her feet, pushing Brooke aside to kiss his girl slow and hard. He could taste himself on her; he pressed his cock against her inner thigh, kissing her deeply. Stepping out of the shower, he decided he would save the best for last and instead held out his hand for the redhead, Emily. James had always had a thing for redheads and he was excited that Anne had picked one out for him, especially such a hot one. Small-waisted, but curvy. She stepped out after him and James slipped his arm around her small waist and led her into the bedroom.

Anne had turned down the sheets invitingly and had some candles lit. Emily reached the bed and turned to him. She slipped her arms around his neck, leaning up on tip toe to kiss him. James lost himself in her cinnamon scent and taste. She pressed her tight little body against his and he could feel her wetness on his cock. He suddenly wanted to taste other parts of her.

Slowly, he walked her backwards towards the bed, his cock twitching as he heard Anne and Brooke giggling and spanking each other as they explored each other’s bodies on the small couch in their bedroom. Once again James wondered if Anne had placed it there for a purpose…

He gently pushed Emily onto the bed, she fell back, her delicious looking tits bouncing. James decided he would start there. He slid between her legs, her body immediately arching up into his. He dipped his bursa escort bayan head and lapped at one nipple, loving the way she moaned for him and gripped the sheets. Her legs came up around him and he pressed his hips into hers, grinding rhythmically against her. He gripped her wrists, pinning them above her head as he latched onto her other nipple with his lips.

He spent many happy moments there, enjoying her round breasts and hard pink nipples, listening to Anne’s heavy breathing as she and Brooke fingered each other. Occasionally, mouth still on Emily’s tits he looked over to watch Anne and Brooke touching tongues, holding each other close, gripping thighs and tits.

James slowly worked his way down Emily’s perfect body, kissing between her breasts and down to her tummy. He kissed along her hip bones, breathing her in as he got between her legs. He slipped his hands under her thighs and she responded by putting her legs up on his shoulders. He glanced over at Anne who was having her nipples sucked hard, pushing her fingers through Brooke’s hair. He refocused his attention on Emily, lapping slowly and softly at her slit.

James slipped his tongue inside her, gripping her ass to bury his face in her hot wet pussy. She gasped and moaned, gripping his hair. He sucked on her pussy lips, rubbing her ass as she pushed her fingers into his hair, grinding her pussy into his face.

He slowly got to his knees, lifting her bottom half as he went as she leaned up on her elbows. He wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face in her, kissing and licking the most delicious pussy he had ever tasted. He ate her out with more enthusiasm than he had ever had for Anne’s pussy. His cock was rock hard from her taste and her smell. Emily was screaming and moaning his name, he could feel Brooke and Anne watching him work.

He thrust his tongue deep inside Emily as she came all over his face. He lapped up her juices and regretfully and gently laid her back down. Emily sat up, reaching for him. “I’m not done,” she moaned. He fell on her and she kissed him deeply. The mix of cinnamon and her pussy was nearly intoxicating. He pressed his body against hers, pushing her down onto the bed he shared with Anne and she opened her legs wide for him, biting her lip with an innocent look on her face. He slipped into her cunt deep and hard and began to fuck her with a slow burn, rocking his hips into her, making her moan and writhe with each thrust.

She held him close, thrusting up into him, matching his rhythm. He fucked her slow, pushing deep into her, losing himself in her tightness. She was nearly tighter than Anne. She dragged her nails down his back, making him shudder. He leaned into her perfect body, holding her hips and kissing at her neck as he fucked her.

He was dimly aware of the fun Anne was having, flicking her tongue into Brooke’s nipples and gripping her as Brooke fingered Anne’s g-spot, and he was glad of it. But for the moment there was only the delicious redhead Anne had picked just for him.

Emily ran her hands though his thick dark hair and down his back to his ass, gripping it and pulling him into her, keeping bright green eyes, full of lust, on his. “Harder,” She whispered, no longer innocent. She clenched her hot pussy tantalizingly around his thick hard cock.

James couldn’t hold it any longer. He was about to pull out, perhaps to come on her white tummy or perfect tits, but Emily only gripped his waist harder with her legs. She smiled devilishly up at him and teased her tongue against his lips. “I want you to come on my face,” She moaned. “Please,” She whimpered, pressing her body up into his.

James pulled out, and got over her face. Emily grabbed his shaft with one hand and his balls with the other, stroking him hard and fast as she tickled and massaged his balls. James could feel his orgasm coming and Emily smiled up at him before opening her mouth and closing her eyes, her hands never stilling. James grunted and shot his load all over her pretty, innocent face.

The bed rocked as Brooke and Anne joined them. Emily cuddled up next to Brooke and the two girls stroked each other, kissing softly. Brooke görükle escort got on top of Emily, kissing and licking all over her face, tasting James’ come. His cock responded and he groaned in pleasure. The two girls continued to make out, teasing each other when James felt warm breath on his neck.

“You forgot about me,” Anne whispered, running her hand through his chest hair. She kissed along his neck, licking up it and nibbling on his earlobe. He bit his lip, his cock stiffening as she worked on his neck and Emily kissed her way up Brooke’s thighs.

Suddenly, Anne was on his lap. James could feel her soaking wet pussy. Anne leaned forward, her hard nipples pressed against his chest and she licked his lips playfully. “Girls are fun,” she whispered. “But now I need cock.” Always one to please, his cock snapped to attention, making Anne moan and giggle. She started grinding her hips in figure eights, using her juices to lube him up. “That’s what I like. You just lay right there baby.” She laid her hands on his chest as she moved. “Let me do all the work.”

James ran his hands up the backs of her thighs to her ass, holding her steady on him as she teased his cock, easing her pussy onto it slowly. He moaned for her, rubbing her thick ass. Anne leaned down to kiss him softly, blocking his view of Emily and Brooke, as she took all of him. Slowly, she sat back up, grinding her hips. He lifted his hips, pushing himself deeper and let out a long, low moan.

Anne smiled at Brooke who had her fingers deep in Emily’s red hair as Emily ate her out. “Show my baby some love while I ride him,” Anne suggested to the black haired girl. Brooke bit her lip and grinned, leaning over to kiss James. She gasped and moaned into his mouth as she was pleasured by Emily. She ran her long tongue along the roof of his mouth, making him shiver as Anne rocked her hips back and forth, taking him at a steady, slow pace.

When she reached her orgasm, Brooke screamed into James’ mouth, gripping his hair. She came up for breath and Emily was on her, kissing her deeply, making Brooke taste her own juices. James groaned, digging his fingers into Anne’s ass at the sight. Anne only smiled, giving him a few deep hard thrusts. Emily pulled away and was suddenly on James’ other side, biting at his neck.

James tried to hold off, he wanted to make it good for Anne but he was going into sensory overload. Anne was fucking him good and hard now, making her full tits bounce. He was transfixed by the sight. Brooke and Emily were fighting for his attention, grabbing his face, kissing him, biting at his lips. Emily pushed Brooke off of him and kissed him thoroughly, running her tongue along his, pressing her hard nipples against his.

James kept his eyes open. He didn’t want to miss a thing. Brooke got onto her knees, kneeling before Anne and fastened her lips around one of Anne’s nipples. James’ cock twitched inside his fiancée, he was ready to blow his load but tried to keep it at bay for Anne’s sake. Emily licked along his neck, biting it, sucking it. “I wish I had gotten a chance to suck your cock,” She moaned. James groaned and pulled Anne onto his cock harder.

Anne was screaming now as Brooke flicked her tongue fast, back and forth against her nipple. Anne rode him harder and faster. “Come on, James. Give me your come. I want you to shoot it deep inside me,” She moaned, gripping Brooke’s dark hair.

“Are you sure?” He gasped. Emily was still licking his neck, whispering what a good fuck he was.

Anne bit her lip and nodded. “Yes, baby. We’re all for you.”

Brooke was on his other side now, kissing and biting his neck. Emily leaned back, pinching and rubbing her big, pink nipples as she moaned his name. Anne was fucking him hard and fast, her tits bouncing in his face. “Please,” Anne moaned. It was almost a whimper and James could tell she was close too. “Please, please, come in me,” She begged.

James thrust his hips hard up into her, holding her down tight onto his cock as they came together. He grunted as hot thick ropes of his come shot deep inside her. Anne screamed his name, scratching down his chest. She slumped forward onto him, kissing him deeply, breathing hard through her nose.

After a moment, Anne settled onto his chest, sighing with contentment. Brooke leaned her head on his shoulder and he put his hand lazily on Emily’s thigh, the other stroking up and down Anne’s back. Grinning to himself, he hoped they would all get together again soon.

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Cul-De-Sac Ch. 01

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Pulled Panties

Ben sat outside his bosses office knowing exactly what he was about to hear. He watched all week as people packed up boxes from their desks and wondered when it would be his turn. As the days went by and rumors of the company being bought spread around the office by the few remaining people left to spread them, he wondered if somehow he would be able to hold onto this position. Maybe senior staff were being held onto to transition the company. But when he came back from lunch today with the message at his desk to stop in and see the boss, he knew.

“You can go on in Mr. Johnson.”

‘Fired before the fucking secretary,’ he thought to himself. He walked in the room and was greeted by the sight of his usually grandiose boss, sulking behind his desk lost in thought. He cleared his throat to get his attention.

“Oh Ben. I’ll admit I was on another planet there. Trying to think about what the fuck I’m supposed to do with myself once I walk out of here today.”

He had to admit it was hard seeing his boss down on his luck. “I take it you’re getting the axe too?”

“So you know why I called you in here then?”

“I figured when I came back from lunch and I was pretty much alone in here that it was gonna be my last day. Besides a company folds and rumors spread like wildfire. So, I should probably head on out then. Anything I should know?”

“The usual. You’ll get your vacation time paid out plus severance based on time served. Hold you over until you find something else. They offered me a gig up the corporate ladder but moving the family away is gonna be a hard sell. Anyway when I lock up the doors it’ll be the end of the company as we know it. And I’ll tell you the same thing I told everyone else. Take whatever you want as long as it doesn’t have a power cord and isn’t bolted to the ground.”

Ben stood up, shook his hand and wished him best of luck. And he meant it too. For all the late nights, weekend shifts, and shitty corporate power moves, his boss had always been a man of respect. He hoped that would land on his feet.

But walking out to his car those thoughts were immediately replaced with a panic. He didn’t know what he was gonna tell his wife. His kids were reliant on his income. His wife, wonderful as she was, didn’t pull in much designing furniture for the locals and her website didn’t add much traffic to her business. His daughter had enjoyed living off their generosity since failing out of college and his son was deciding between colleges. And if he had been in a clearer state of mind when he walked in the door he might’ve realized his anxiety was the reason for his anger.

“Natalie goddammit did you just sit around the house all day again? You have to contribute to this family! You’re too damn smart to be this lazy!”

“What the hell Dad? You leave work early just to come and give me shit? Where is this even coming from? You know what, fuck it. I’ll see you later.”

Natalie stormed off through the door he just walked in and slammed the door behind her. Ben rubbed his temples wondering what he was thinking. Natalie was a young beautiful woman, tall and thin like her mother but smart like him. All he could ever think about was how she was wasting her life. But tough love had yet to do anything and taking his situation out on her was childish.

He took his shoes off at the door and walked up the stairs to his room. When he opened the door he heard the shower running. He took his clothes off and walked into the bathroom. Through the glass he could see the shape of his wife taking a shower. The sight still made him flutter. He met Deb when he was in college and they immediately hit it off. She was 5’10” but he liked tall girls because he stood at 6’3”. ‘A perfect match when I’m in heels,’ she would say. Her body was tight when he met her, flat stomach, perfect B’s, and to this day she has hadn’t lost a step. He watched her in the shower for a second before her sweet voice rang out through the steam of the room.

“You just gonna stand out there or are you gonna come in?”

He opened the sliding door and stepped in and she grabbed him.

“I heard your little tirade down there. Everything okay?”

“Long week. You wanna hear about it?”

“Not until we take care of this situation.” She ran her hands down his body and grabbed a hold of his growing member. He remembered his dad making a joke about size being a Johnson family tradition and wondered if he actually knew about his ‘above-average’ size but as his wife squeezed his length he let the thought slip from his mind.

She squeezed him and he leaned in and kissed her hard. He ran his hands down her body and stopped at her tits, giving each nipple a squeeze and hearing her moan each time before sliding down and grabbing her ass. He slid his hand around the front of her body and pushed his fingers into her waiting pussy.

“You were ready to go already huh?”

“I’ll admit I don’t usually take an afternoon shower to clean up. But since you came home you can take over for the shower head.” He pushed her back against the shower wall and slid his cock into her. Normally he was a fan of a slow build up bursa escort but he still had a little anger in him from blowing up earlier and so he sped up right away. She matched his moans as he pounded into her.

He let himself take over and went as hard as he could. She started screaming into his ear and continued screaming as he clinched up and shot his load into her. She felt herself closing in on her orgasm and with him still inside her she powerfully started rubbing her clit and grabbed his arm as she came.

“I guess you’ll actually need to clean off this time.”

—

As Ben and Deb got dressed he told her about what had happened. He told her about the job, his worries about their financial situation, his frustration about feeling lost. The whole time Deb never let it get to her though. She knew Ben had a way of making things work. It was what she liked best about him. He would complain and vent and maybe even yell, but before things got really bad he would have a plan.

“Look, we have money saved up. You’ll still be getting a check from the company. Natalie doesn’t cost more than some carrot sticks and an unlimited texting plan. And Mike is getting a full ride somewhere. Hopefully he’ll choose state and if he doesn’t then we still have nine months to figure out how we’ll help him wherever he goes.”

“I guess I should’ve just talked to you right away instead of freaking out on Natalie.”

“She’s a big girl. And she probably needs a boot in the butt every now and then.” Deb walked over to Ben and gave him a hug. She took his hands into her own, “Plus you can use those handyman hands to help me around the house.” Ben laughed and she knew he was feeling better.

—

Mike laid in bed with his girlfriend Becca’s head laying on his chest. He was killing time with her but his mind was on the game tonight. He came too after she nudged him in the ribs.

“Were you even listening to me Mike!”

“Of course, something about college and all that.”

“You’re lucky you’re getting a full ride because the only other thing you’re good at is bullshitting.” They both laughed and as it died down she starting sliding her hand inside his pants. He quickly grabbed her at the wrist.

“You know we don’t fool around before a game baby. You can’t wait until tonight?”

“That is such a weird and dumb thing. Like you won’t be able to play well because you shot your load 4 hours ago. You do realize we fuck like three times a day too. You think for some reason there’s a difference between getting it up again for me and getting it up for the big game?”

“All good points, but rules are rules. Call it superstition.” Mike got up and Becca rolled off of him but she slowly crawled over to him.

“So, no sex,” she said slyly as she grabbed his waistband. “But where do your dumb little rules fall on getting your dick sucked?”

She starts unbuckling his pants and he stammers and tries to make a point but she pulls out his cock before he can say anything. She holds it in front of her face and kisses the tip, “You have to the count of three to convince me not to slide this impressive piece of cock down my throat or else I’m gonna have my fun.” She opens her mouth and starts slowly moving her head towards it. “1…2…3…” As she hits three she closes her lips around him.

Now saying Becca was great at giving head would giving her too much credit. But what she lacked in experience she made up for in enthusiasm. That and her one true talent, a seemingly complete lack of gag reflex. And finding a girl who can handle his impressive meat was no small task. He had gone through a rotating door of handjobs and toothy blowjobs before Becca caught his eye at a party. That night she showed him her skill and they’ve been together ever since.

Becca continued her pace occasionally taking him all the way to the root and looked up at him. He had his eyes rolled back in his head and she knew he was close when she grabbed his balls and felt his sack tighten up. She continued to suck him and he quickly announced he was about to cum. Usually pulling off, she knew he would be surprised about what she was about to do. She kept her lips wrapped around him and quickened her pace. She sucked even harder and felt the first splash of his cum coat the back of her throat. She swallowed as wave after wave of cum filled her mouth, some spilling out around her lips and down onto the bed. But she continued until the last bit of cum was pulled out of his cock.

“Holy shit!” Mike was smiling ear to ear as Becca pulled up off of him. “That was… something… Jesus… Becca.”

“You know you did well when you get compared to God himself.”

—

Becca was driving Mike to the game and telling him about her excitement for going to USC with him.

“And sun all year round. We’re gonna get so tan. And you’ll be on TV! Can you believe that?”

Mike was still undecided on what college he wanted to go to. He knew Becca was going to USC and she had assumed all along he would follow her there once he got his scholarship offer. But if he was being honest with himself he loved the State bursa escort program. He loved the idea of being close to home. Their program was good enough and when he met the coach he liked the idea of playing for him. When they got to the school he was relived that the conversation had stopped.

She parked the car and he got out and she yelled to him to be good today. He gave her a small nod and headed in to get ready for the game.

—

Ben and Deb had spent the better part of the last hour getting ready for the game. They knew they took it too far with the face paint and the team color but they also loved embarrassing Mike. As they headed downstairs they saw Natalie laying on the couch texting.

“I take it you won’t be coming with us to Mike’s game.”

“Look, I did the high school thing. I did the college thing. And there’s no chance I’m gonna be seen with you two dressed like that.” She nodded at her parents and went back to texting. For some reason the usually impartial Deb took the offense and uncharacteristically blew up.

“Now that’s enough Natalie! You don’t wanna come to the game? Fine! You don’t wanna be seen with the people supporting your life? That’s fine too! But you don’t get to be an asshole about us caring about you kids, and no matter how hard you try you’re going to be a part of this family!”

Natalie sat up and stormed off to her room. Deb sighed and Mike opened the door for her. As they turned to walk out Natalie brushed past them. “I had to grab my coat.” She walked out and waited by the car door. As he mother got into the drivers seat she looked back at her daughter who looked up as if to say sorry, and then went back to texting.

—

As they arrived at the gate and paid the entrance fee Natalie ran off. “I guess sitting with us is probably a little too much to ask.” They walked to their seats and climbed up the bleachers to watch the game. “You know we really have the whole world open to us.” Deb continued her optimistic streak.

“How do you mean?”

“Well, Mike is gonna go off to college. Natalie is probably gonna just follow us around. So once he leaves we could go anywhere.”

“But we’ve lived here for 20 years. Moved to this little town when you were pregnant with Natalie.”

“And?”

“I don’t know. I guess you never really think about leaving once you settle in. We bought a house, raised out kids in it, I just assumed we would be here forever.”

“Let me ask you this, what’s the best part of living in this town?”

“Well, I love being here with you. With the family. I know where everything is.”

“Kind of a hollow reason for staying. I mean your family will be with you wherever you go. So you’re staying here because you know the best way to get from the grocery store to the gas station.”

“Haha. Okay, I get your point. So where do you wanna go?”

“I don’t know, I can do my job anywhere, you can probably get a job anywhere. I guess it doesn’t matter. What about you?”

“Paris.”

“Haha. Okay, calm down. I know you love butter and loose women but I was thinking more stateside.”

“You wouldn’t want to Menage a trois our way across the country, eating fresh cheese, taking it all in.”

“Wow. You think you have the sexual magnitude to pull that off?”

“Only one way to find out.” Ben nudged Deb’s arm and they both laughed. Just then the announcer called out the team names and the game was underway.

—

Natalie walked around the field looking for anyone she knew. As she got to the fans standing neat the endzone she saw a group guys hanging out. She quickly scanned them and recognized someone from her class. As she walked up the group of guys they all parted and let her through. She put her phone away as she approached her old classmate.

“John right?”

“Yeeeah.. How are you?”

“I’m good. You come to high school football games often?”

“No, I mean I do come to most. But not to just hang out or anything. My brother’s on the team. My parents like me to come and support the family.”

“Yeah, families are the worst. I’m gonna be honest with you though, I’ve done this shit before. I’ve done the high school football thing, now I do the sneaking a flask in and having some one on one time with some lucky guy thing.”

“But, why me? I mean, of course I want to but we weren’t exactly friends in school. I mean I was surprised you even knew my name.”

“You look cute in this light. Come on, I know this school pretty well, how about you follow me and we have a little fun?” Without giving him time to answer she grabbed his coat and pulled him away from his friends.

—

“What in the fucking hell is going on out there Mike!” The painful screaming of his coach wasn’t a new sound to him, but it was unpleasant every time. “You do realize every game we play matters right? Or are you too busy looking at offer letters to remember the game plan? You think you’re shit doesn’t stink because some California asshole thinks you’re a man?”

“Sorry coach! I won’t let the team down!”

The coach stormed off and Jason, Mike’s best friend bursa eskort and star receiver sneaks over to him.

“Holy hell man, you piss in his coffee or something?”

“He’s just trying to send a message. In his defense I am having a rough game.”

“Yeah, what the hell is going on out there? You spend a little close time with that girl of yours?” Mike looked silently at him. “Oh my God man! You did!”

“Calm down man. Look. We didn’t have sex. I know the rules. But we just fooled around a little.”

“Fooled around like how? She swallow that sword? I’ve seen you in the shower. That thing is a three course meal.”

“She might’ve blew me, but it doesn’t count as sex.”

“Oh it definitely counts. All the mojo is in the load my friend. Did she at last accept your gift?”

“Come on man.”

“It’s alright. You don’t have to divulge your secrets. Just tell me, was she thirsty?”

“HELMETS ON!” The coaches scream meant it was time to go out to warm up for the second half. Jason got next to Mike as they were huddling up. He whispered, “Either way, you just gotta work up enough of a load for the second half.” Mike nudged him and they both smiled as they ran back on the field.

—

Natalie pushed John up against the wall of the empty music room. She unscrewed her flask and pushed it up to his lips. John let a little slide in before coughing it up on himself.

“You’re a virgin.” Natalie laughed. “It gets easier to take it each time.”

“Did you play an instrument?”

“What?” Natalie was laughing again.

“Because you chose the music room.”

“Haha. No, I used to blow the first chair because he sold us weed. Now I need you to scratch an itch I have.”

Natalie stepped back and started taking off her pants. She let them drop to the floor and then slide her panties down and kicked them both off. “I’m gonna let you fuck me, but a long time ago I realized that guys aren’t reliable when it comes to me cumming. So now whenever I hook up with someone I make sure I get mine first. So what I need you to do is get down on those knees of yours and lick me until I tell you to stop.”

John stood motionless so Natalie sighed and pushed the top of his head down until he was on his knees in front of her.

“So John, I’m going to assume you know the alphabet. Why don’t you start by tonguing that and we’ll go from there.”

He just nodded before moving his head up to meet her moist opening. He started licking around so Natalie guided his head until his tongue met her clit. The second he touched her she felt a shiver down her spine. He licked her clit and started humming the letters he was trying to spell out. She would’ve laughed but she figured it would break his already fragile spirit. Plus the humming was kind of working for her.

As the sensations flowed through her she put her head back and started moaning louder. Johns tongue might not have a clue what it was doing but he was still hitting all the right spots. He slowly moved his hand up her leg until he found her opening and clumsily put his two fore fingers into her pussy. He held them in her for awhile until finally Natalie moaned out ‘faster’. He picked up the pace and every time he felt comfortable she would moan ‘faster’ again. It wasn’t until he was licking her clit and hammering his fingers into her pussy that she felt that familiar sensation again. She moaned loudly into the empty music room until eventually she screamed “I’m cumming!” into the air.

The moment she finished she pushed him away. He almost fell back onto his ass but caught himself. Then without a word she walked over to a desk and bent over it.

Sensing his hesitation, “I know I didn’t say anything, but I’m assuming you know me bending over a desk without any panties on after you just licked me to an orgasm means you can come in.”

John didn’t need any more encouragement and dropped his pants so quickly he almost tripped on them. This time Natalie did let out a little chuckle but she doubted that he heard anything with the state he was in. He maneuvered behind her and shoved his cock into her and started pumping. She could tell he was still too nervous to know what to do so she yelled back at him, “You know I already got mine, I don’t need some slow build up.”

John didn’t love being talked to like this was the first girl he’s ever fucked. So when she said that he let her have it. He started pounding away as hard as he could until he felt his balls slapping against her. She moaned and moaned as his hard cock hit her like a machine. ‘Finally’ she thought as he let go of his inhibitions and fucked her like an animal. For John it was too much too quickly though. As soon as he hit a stride he was yelling at her “I’m gonna cum.”

Natalie pulled off him and moved to his side and started jerking his cock off with her hand. He started shooting ropes of his white mess all over the desk she was just leaning over until it was slowly dribbling onto the floor. She looked around and saw a random sweater hanging on the wall, probably left by some nerdy music student. Wiping her hand on the sweater to get the semen off she wondered if this was the only action this thing would ever see. She tossed him the sweater and said, “Clean yourself up. Oh, and nice job back there.” She giggled as she slapped his ass and walked out of the room thinking to herself ‘that’s why I always get mine first.’

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Jenny and Jack Pt. 03

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Age Difference

Chapter 12

HOTEL OWNER’S SON

My decision to leave my long term employer had been a difficult one but I had been close to a breakdown because of the very long working hours and I wanted to try and get a further degree at college. Jack had been concerned that if I left we would not have the same opportunities to see each other as much but as it turned out we were able to see each other more. Jack still visited my old company but made his visits to them short and efficient. He added extra days to his visit schedule so that we could spend more time together. I had found a temporary job to pay the bills whilst studying for my new degree and was able to take off as much time as I wanted for ‘study.’ The study time was for my degree but when ever Jack was visiting he always joked that my time off was for my advanced sex education degree.

Jack had managed to arrange an extended visit and I had arranged for us to go away and stay in the countryside for a few days in a very large private house. I found the house on an internet site and it sounded idyllic. It was situated in quiet farmland with accommodation for four couples.

We drove to the house, a journey of three hours or so and when we arrived I was pleased that it looked bigger and better than I had imagined.

We parked the car and were met by a woman who turned out to be the owner.

Before setting off that morning Jack had persuaded me to wear one of the sexy bras from the lingerie shop under my T shirt. During the long drive I had become accustomed to the feeling of my uncovered nipples rubbing against the fabric of my T shirt but as I got out of the car I saw the woman momentarily glance at my chest and wondered if she had noticed. It did not matter of course whether she noticed or not but I still felt shy at the thought of my nipples showing through my T shirt in public, something that Jack seemed to enjoy.

She introduced us to her son, Jin who then gave us a tour of the guest house; the mother and son apparently living next door in a smaller property.

Jin was very polite and charming but I realised immediately that he had noticed my protruding nipples. He was probably only around eighteen or nineteen years old but more than once I caught him looking at my chest. Each time he realised I had seen him looking he looked embarrassed and quickly averted his gaze, but somehow he could not stop him self looking again. I felt a little shy but also flattered that at my age I was still capable of attracting the attention of a much younger man.

Jin was soon showing a good sense of humour and was very welcoming to us both.

He showed us around the large guest house which consisted of a large ground floor entrance hall where he had a reception desk. Around this were four large rooms with couches, tables etc for relaxing in doors.

The reception area was dominated by a large open sweeping staircase that led up to the second or bedroom floor. At the top of the staircase there was another large area with four bedrooms, two on each side. The central landing area had a large screen TV and comfortable looking arm chairs and couches.

Jin then showed us each of the bedrooms and seeing the puzzled expression on my face he said, “It is mid week and you are our only guests. Please choose which ever bedroom you like the most.”

He then left us saying, “I will be down stairs at my desk. Just choose a room and then come and tell me”

Jack and I checked out each of the four bedrooms in turn. As soon as Jin went down stairs Jack teased me, telling me how he had noticed the young man checking out my nipples.

In one of the rooms, as I was standing in front of one of the large mirrors, Jack came up behind me, put his arms around me and then lifted the T shirt right up over my bra.

“I bet young Jin would love to see you like this,” he teased as he cupped my breasts and pinched each of my exposed nipples between his finger and thumb.

I suppose it was then that Jack had planted the seed in my head but at the time I just laughed and said, “Yes, in his dreams!”

“In his wet dreams,” Jack added with a chuckle.

After seeing all four rooms we chose what we thought was the best and went down to tell Jin. He entered some details on his computer and then handed us the keys.

Unknown to me at the time Jack had noticed Jin hurriedly close down a web page as we approached his desk.

Jin then collected our bags, carried them up to our room and then said we should join him and his mother in around ten minutes or so in their house for lunch. As Jin left the guest house Jack sneaked behind the desk and started to check Jin’s computer.

“What are you doing?” I said in a stage whisper.

I’m just checking what he was looking at when we came down the stairs. I felt a little awkward and to be honest, embarrassed in case he or his mother came back and caught Jack. However I was now also curious.

I waited as look out while Jack checked the history and suddenly I heard Jack exclaim, “Jenny, come and bursa otele gelen escort look at this.”

I moved behind the desk with Jack, still nervous about being caught and then looked at Jin’s computer screen. The banner across the top said, ‘Mums you’d like to fuck.’

I watched as Jack hit the play icon on the movie that Jin had been watching.

Unlike what I considered the usual young porno stars I found my self gazing inquisitively at a woman of about the same age as me. Two naked men were busy taking off her clothes. She was dressed like any other mum you would see taking the kids to school; sensible conservative outer coat and a plain grey skirt and blouse. Still aware of Jin or his mum returning and catching us, Jack and I were both intrigued to watch. The woman’s coat, skirt and blouse were soon removed and tossed aside and she was looking directly at the camera. She looked a little shy and uncertain and I wondered if it was just good acting or maybe her first time. One of the men whispered something in her ear and she nodded shyly.

He reached behind her and quickly and efficiently took off her bra. She shyly tried to cover her breasts but giggled as both men pulled her hands away to reveal her breasts to the camera.

The woman was wriggling as the camera roamed down over her body to reveal that one of the men had his hand between legs. She struggled playfully as the men pulled down her panties and then held her legs open for the camera. I could feel my self becoming aroused as I watched and noticed Jack fiddle with his trousers, obviously adjusting his erection.

Jack and I watched keenly as the men lifted up the woman and carried her to a bed. They arranged her in a kneeling position and then one man knelt in front of her and the other knelt behind.

The camera zoomed in as the man behind encouraged the woman to push her bum up and spread her thighs. His fingers were soon teasing and displaying her wet labia for the camera. He then opened her with his fingers and without any further foreplay moved up behind and pushed his erect penis all the way into her vagina. The camera switched to her face as she closed her eyes and winced momentarily at the sudden invasion of her vagina.

Her eyes then opened again as the other man brushed the head of his erection across her lips. She opened her mouth and the man slid his penis inside. The camera then moved back to capture the whole scene of her having an erect penis in her mouth and vagina at the same time. Both men were already thrusting into her from each end and her breasts were swaying in time with the men’s thrusts as they hung beneath her.

The men were soon having their orgasms and the scene cut to the woman laying on the bed alone on her back and looking exhausted. The camera moved slowly from her face and mouth, still dribbling from the man’s ejaculation, down over her rounded belly to her open vagina being displayed boldly by the woman, her thighs wide open and fingers pulling her labia apart to show the other man’s seminal fluid still dribbling from her.

Jack closed the movie, looked at me and said, “Wow!”

We heard Jin returning and quickly moved to the door. “Lunch is ready,” he said, “please follow me down to the house; my mother is waiting for us.”

Jin and his mum left us alone to enjoy a delicious home cooked meal. When we were sure they were out of earshot Jack said, “So what did you make of his taste in movies then?”

I hesitated, knowing that the movie was very typical of Jack’s fantasies, “I found it very erotic.”

“Did it turn you on?” he asked.

I was actually blushing a little as I said, “Yes, I’m still wet!”

I could see that Jack was about to say something but then changed his mind.

We finished the meal and as we moved from the table and made our way back to our room I turned to Jack and said, “What were you about to say to me earlier?”

Jack gripped my hand and said, “I had a wild idea of giving Jin a special treat!”

I gave Jack a playful slap on his bum as I said, “And what form would this special treat take?”

“No, just forget it Jenny, it was just me allowing my imaginative mind to wander.”

We made our way up to our room, passing Jin who was sitting behind his computer at his desk. As we passed him he said, “Hello, did you both enjoy your lunch?”

I wondered if it was just my imagination but as I replied, “yes it was delicious thank you,” he seemed to be checking me out.

We got up to our room, entered and closed the door behind us.

Before I could say anything Jack said, did you notice how he was checking you out? I think he was fantasizing about you being in one of his favourite movies, especially the one we watched just before lunch!”

As he spoke, Jack pulled me to him and hugged me in his strong arms. I could instantly feel the bulge of his erection pressing against me. Our lips met and we hungrily kissed each other. There was a strong sense of urgency in both bursa eve gelen eskort of us as we almost ripped each others clothes off in between long wet kisses and embraces. I found Jack’s urgent desire for me very arousing and by the time he was ripping off my knickers they felt as though they were soaking wet. He scooped me up in his arms and carried be to the large bed. As he laid me down I could see both the love and lust in his eyes as he said, “Jenny, you’re so sexy I just cannot resist.”

He almost jumped on top me, roughly squeezing my breasts as he urgently coaxed my legs open with his feet. I did not need much coaxing and willingly opened my legs wide desperate to feel him inside me. I felt his fingers reaching between us, opening my wet labia ready for him. I felt the head of his penis find its target and said huskily in his ear, “Take me Jack. Fuck me. I want you inside me my darling.”

Before I had finished speaking he pushed the whole length of his erect penis into me in one long powerful thrust. “Just take me Jack I gasped. Fuck me and fill me with your spunk.”

His hands moved beneath me and gripped my buttocks. I felt his fingers pressing into the soft flesh as he did as I asked and pounded his penis into me. I could feel a more urgent desire than usual, a little less attentive to my needs but full of lust and strong desire.

I wanted to feel every inch of him and lifted my knees right up until Jacks body was pressing the backs of my thighs with each powerful thrust. His thrusts were becoming more and more powerful and his body was already glistening with sweat. His breath was hot and urgent in my ear as his whole body tensed and his penis felt as if it had grown bigger inside me. His heavy breaths became low animal like groans of pleasure as suddenly he dug his fingers painfully into my buttocks and ejaculated his hot fluids deep inside me. My own orgasm was not far away and as Jack’s strokes started to slow I thrust my self against him, putting my hands on his buttocks holding him and keeping him inside me. I dug my fingers into his strong buttocks as my orgasm was released and my screams filled the room.

We remained joined together for ages in a sweaty tangle of limbs until Jack’s penis started to soften and I felt his fluids start to trickle out of me.

Jack then rolled off and, gazing into my eyes said, “I love you Jenny, you are just perfect and very sexy.”

Later that afternoon after having a shower together we went out and did some sight-seeing. As we left the house Jin wished us a good afternoon.

Jack teased me for most of the rest of the day about how noisy I was when I had my orgasm and that the son, Jin, must have heard us.

I then teased Jack saying, “So what made you so horny after lunch?”

He looked at me, hesitated for a moment and then said, “It was the porno movie that Jin had been watching. I could not get the image out of my mind, images of you being the woman in the film.”

I wanted to ask the next obvious question but felt hesitant because I was already sure I knew the answer. We talked about other topics for a while but then, full of curiosity I said, “Jack, when you imagined me as the woman in the film who were the two men?”

He laughed but I could see that the idea was already settling in his head as he said, “the men were the hotel owner’s son Jin and me.”

“I see,” I replied and then quickly changed the subject.

By the time we got back it was quite late and after our exhausting day we decided to get some sleep and go to bed early.

Jin greeted us, “hello you two, I hope you had a good afternoon,” as we walked through the door. Very polite I thought and very charming. As before though I could feel his eyes checking me out as we walked past and then went up the stairs.

We were soon both undressed and in bed. We talked for a while and it was me who raised the subject of Jin. “Do you think he has ever been with a woman?” I asked Jack.

“I would have thought so; after all he is quite handsome and must be old enough to have had a girlfriend.”

“Maybe she wont let him touch her,” I said, “when I was that age boys always wanted to feel my breasts or shove their hands up under my skirt but I had always been brought up to be a ‘good girl’ and save myself until marriage. We are in the countryside here and the old fashioned ideas are probably still quite prevalent.”

“I’ll ask him,” Jack said with a smile.

“You can’t just ask him things like that,” I protested, “you’ll embarrass him.”

“We’ll see I’m sure I can befriend him and find out.

We chatted some more but then soon fell asleep in each others arms after our exhausting day.

The morning came and, after getting dressed we went to the main house for breakfast. Jack had persuaded me to wear one of the sexy bras again under a fairly thin shirt. As we walked into the house Jin was preparing breakfast and, after greeting us with a smile and, “good morning,” he served the breakfast bayan escort bursa and then, at Jack’s request, sat down and joined us.

Jin was finding it difficult to keep his eyes off of my shirt or, more specifically, the obvious protrusion of my nipples. After a short while Jack seemed to be getting on very well with him as they discussed various topics.

Jack brought the subject round to girlfriends and sensing Jin’s embarrassment I made an excuse to leave the table and leave the two of them to their men’s talk.

I returned to our room and waited for Jack. After what seemed like hours he returned grinning.

“So?” I asked, more eager to learn more about Jin than I cared to admit to Jack.

“He has a girlfriend but as you suspected she does not let him fuck her.”

“Wow, how did you find that out so quickly?” I asked.

“Oh, we just got chatting and after a while he seemed to open up and we chatted like old friends. He even told me how attractive he finds you!”

“Jack continued, “With some encouragement from me Jin confessed that his girl friend allows him to touch her tits and touch her between the legs but strictly through her knickers, no actual touching of flesh or fingering. She also, probably to temporarily take away his persistent trying, relieves him with her hand.”

I was amazed that Jack was able to find this out so readily but then I was not familiar with the way in which men seemed to be at ease discussing these things.

We prepared to go out for the rest of the day sight-seeing again and during the day, the subject of Jin seemed to crop up quite regularly, mainly instigated by Jack. Although there were a few times when I jokingly suggested that I should let Jin see me dressed in my sexy underwear.

This seemed to spark Jack’s imagination as he asked, “would you really do that?”

I played along saying, “maybe if the mood was right and with your encouragement.”

I dismissed my suggestion as just light hearted chat to excite Jacks fantasies but later that evening, after returning home it started to become reality.

When we arrived back Jin welcomed us as usual saying, “Welcome back have you eaten yet?”

After we replied that we hadn’t he said, “My mother has gone out for the evening but she has prepared enough food for all of us. Would you like me to bring some food to your room?”

Jack glanced at me, a glint of mischief in his eyes as he said, “That would be nice Jin. Why don’t you join us upstairs, there’s plenty of room and we would enjoy your company.”

“I would hate to intrude on your privacy are you sure you want me to join you?”

“Of course,” replied Jack, “no problem, give us an hour to get washed and changed and then we would love to see you and share a meal with you.”

We went upstairs and were soon inside the bedroom. I could still see the mischievous look in Jack’s eyes as I said, “OK, so what naughty plans have you already made in the fantasy world of your mind Jack?”

He chuckled as he said, “I thought you might like to wear all of your sexy underwear underneath that short summer dress you have brought with you and see how Jin reacts.”

Jack then started to undress me saying, “come on we need to take a shower and get you ready!”

“Ready for what?” I asked, feeling a little apprehensive and not sure I wanted the honest answer.

Jack gazed into my eyes saying, “remember the art class Jenny, posing for Tom and then the camera club?”

I felt my cheeks flush as Jack continued, “I just thought that I might persuade you to pose for Jin. I would love to see that.”

“I’m not sure I’m brave enough Jack.”

“But what about Tom and the camera club you found the courage then?”

That was different, they were older men and you know I have always felt more comfortable in the company of older men. Jin looks so young and I’m not sure I have the courage.”

“I tell you what,” said Jack, “let’s have our shower and get you dressed sexily before Jin comes and then we’ll just see what happens.”

I looked at Jack, the glint in his eye, knowing that some kind of naughty experience with Jin would really turn him on.

“OK,” I said, but you’ll have to encourage me and I’m not promising anything.”

Jack seemed happy with that and soon had me undressed and ready for a shower.

I had to nag him to hurry in the shower as he kept caressing me and saying things like, “imagine this is Jin’s hand,” as he ran his large hands over my breasts and then between my legs.

We finished the shower and while I finished drying my self Jack hurried to the wardrobe. When I walked back in from the shower room to the bedroom I saw he had already laid out his choice of underwear on the bed.

I looked at the flimsy scraps of black lace and the dark stockings that were laid on the bed and then the large grin on Jack’s face.

“I thought the black lace would look incredibly sexy contrasted with your pale skin and the yellow of your summer dress.”

Jack was already dressed and sat on a chair as he waited to watch me getting dressed.

I lifted the knickers up and spent some time working out which small strip of lace went where. Finally, having worked it out I pulled them on and then faced Jack to let him watch as I arranged the two strips of lace between my legs to pass either side of my smooth hair free labia.

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Just One of Those Things Ch. 03

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First off I sincerely apologize for the delay in submitting Chapter 3. But don’t worry, I’m still here, and I will finish the story. Thank you to everyone who decides to stick with me, I hope it was worth the wait. As always feedback is appreciated.

Jack

It was Sunday, two days after I ran out on Vince. I was at home cooking, fixing up some bean soup to get me through the week and trying not to dwell on what a complete and total bastard I was. I hadn’t been out of the apartment since Friday night when I had come straight home from Vince’s apartment and jerked off the second I was inside, coming so hard I had slid to the ground, pinpoints of light flashing in my eyes. Then the shame set in, and I couldn’t bring myself to face him.

I had realized almost immediately how badly I had reacted. Of course Vince hadn’t meant it the way that it seemed. He was just horny and too inexperienced to know that you just don’t kiss someone like that unless you meant it. At first I had tried to convince myself that it had been a stupid, meaningless mistake and that all I had screwed up was potentially really hot fuck. We would laugh it off and things would go back to normal. But I had never been good at self-delusion. After all, I had screwed around with friends no-strings-attached before. This was definitely not the same.

I had Die Hard playing on my laptop as a distraction. In spite of myself I couldn’t help but replay the last time Vince and I had watched it together. When I laughed out loud at the memory of some stupid joke he had made about Alan Rickman’s German accent the sound came out hollow. I suddenly felt very lonely.

So I got out my phone. What I really wanted to do was call Vince to apologize. From the look on his face when I bolted I might as well have punched him, and I hated myself for hurting him. I was supposed to be someone he could rely on, not someone who fucked with his head. Again. But just like the hundred times before I couldn’t bring myself to go through with it.

So instead I called the same person I always did when I needed to talk, my brother Alan. It rang a couple times before he picked up.

“Hey Jack.” My brother’s voice had that redneck twang that I had mostly lost since entering civilization. In the background I could hear metallic grinding and the burst of an air compressor.

“You’re still at work.” I commented.

“Yeah, so? What’s up?”

“Nah, forget about it. I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

Alan made a dismissive noise. “I own the place, I can take a break whenever I want.”

I snorted a laugh. “You own twenty-five percent Mr. Big Shot.”

“Thirty five in another couple weeks.”

“Yeah?”

“Uh-huh. Baker lost his shirt in the divorce, so he’s selling me his share.”

“Not a surprise. You’re the one who saved that dump after all. Why’re you working this late anyway?”

Alan started laughing. “Oh, you’ll love this. This morning that jackass Frank O’Hara tried to take a loaded logging truck over the Allagash River bridge.”

“Ha!” I barked. Well, that cheered me right up. “How many bones did he break?”

“None, unfortunately. But we found a dozen empty beer cans in his cab, so the Sheriff’s got him locked up for DWI. It took us half the day to haul his rig out of the river. Broken axel, shocks, some front end and water damage. The Company’s giving us a twenty percent bonus if we get it up and running by day after tomorrow.”

“Sweet.”

“No shit. They really want to take advantage while the weather holds. Too bad you’re not here, we could’ve used the extra set of hands.”

“You know,” I contemplated, “I don’t know why I ever left in the first place.”

Alan laughed. “Yeah right. So, what’s up?”

“I don’t know, just a little lonely I guess.”

“Well, of course you are, little country mouse in the big city.”

“Shut up. I’ll call back later. You get back to work.”

“Nuh-uh. Hold on a minute.” There was a long pause and the sound of a door closing, and the shop noises disappeared.

“So,” Alan continued, “you gonna tell me what this is about?”

I didn’t bother to dress up this train wreck. Not from him.

“I fucked up something pretty important, with someone who should have been able to trust me. Who did trust me.”

“Uh oh.” His voice was serious. “Not one of those kids from your group?”

“God no. Give me some credit. A friend.” I paced up and down my tiny apartment. “I was the only person he had he could really talk to, and I may have completely messed it up.”

I had always been careful to avoid talking about Vince to Alan. Not that I didn’t trust him, but, just like with the underclassmen I counseled, they weren’t my secrets to tell. Now I was especially glad I hadn’t because if I had he would have figured out what this was all about (and more importantly who it was about) in two seconds flat.

“Alright, what’d you do?”

I rubbed my head. “I had sex with him – my brilliant idea by the way – and then freaked escort bayan out and ran off. After I essentially told him he was a pity fuck.”

“Wow.” Alan made a falling bomb whistle. “And I take it that this isn’t the same guy you’ve had your eye on?”

“Julian Monaco? God, I wish.”

“Is this other guy the reason you’ve been in such a good mood lately?”

“I’m always in a good mood.”

“He is, isn’t he? So, how’d he take it? He pissed?”

“Probably.” I considered. “He should be. But I don’t know. I haven’t talked to him yet.”

“Haven’t talked to him? How long’s it been?”

“Two days.”

There was an even longer pause. “So,” Alan cleared his throat, “you…um…really like this guy, huh?”

“I don’t need to be in…I don’t have to like someone to do dumbass things. You know that.”

Alan ignored my pointless rationalizations. “Does he know how you feel?”

I groaned. “He’s got to, doesn’t he? I mean, why else would I have freaked out like that?”

“Maybe he feels the same way.”

I rolled my eyes, even though he couldn’t see it. “Yeah, somehow I doubt that, after the number of times I’ve screwed with his head. But it’s a moot point anyway.”

“In the closet, huh?”

“And engaged.”

“Ouch. Want to talk about it?”

“Yeah, but I can’t.”

“Fucker-fuckee confidentiality?”

I gave a weak laugh. “Something like that. I don’t even know why I called.”

“Because you’re a soft touch whether you like it or not. Right now you’re thinking maybe you can still be friends with this guy. You want to help him, and now you feel like you owe him. But you’re too smart to think that is actually a good idea, so you need someone to tell you what you already know, which is that you need to stay the fuck away from him.”

I didn’t want to hear it, but I knew it was true. “Yeah, I know.”

“You know, you know that there is no way this can end good. His life is going to suck no matter what you do. You can’t let yourself get caught up in it.”

“You’re right,” I sighed.

“You also need someone to tell you you’re not a complete bastard, and…” Alan was cut off by the door opening and someone called him back to the floor. “Can’t you deal with it for five fucking minutes?” he barked at the intruder.

“Go on,” I cut in. “I’ll call you back tomorrow and tell you how it goes.”

“You sure?”

“It’s fine.”

He gave an incredulous noise. “Jack?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re not a complete bastard. Do what you gotta to do for this guy, then let it go. You know how ugly this can get.”

“Thanks. Get back to work.”

“I’m not kidding. Bye.”

Talking to Alan had helped. It always did. He had always known how to tell me what I needed to hear. God help me, I was this close to feeling homesick. But tomorrow was the real test. I was going to have to face Vince.

Vince

It was Sunday night and I was staring at the same page in my Evidence text that I had failed to absorb the first five times I read it. I was in a rotten mood because I hadn’t gotten a single thing accomplished all weekend. No reading. No outlining. Even the little ABC Hornbooks I had bought as study aids flew right over my head. I had even called my father’s chief of staff to bitch at him over some essentially irrelevant talking points he had botched. Not surprisingly all that accomplished was to piss him off and make him hang up on me.

I had tried giving myself the usual pep talk. Remember, you’re here to do a job. You have an opportunity that you don’t deserve and you’d damned well better earn it. But for the first time in my life it didn’t help. The only thing I had managed to do with any success was to run myself to exhaustion doing laps around the park. But no amount of exercise seemed able to ease my restlessness.

I had done my best to put it out of my mind, but of course I knew the reason.

I had sat on my couch for an hour after Jack had run out my door, a deep sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had screwed up, I wasn’t sure exactly how, but I had. That’s why I had no right to see it as a betrayal, but for all the world that’s what it felt like. I didn’t know what it meant, except that the only real friend I ever had, would likely ever have, had just run out on me and I didn’t understand why.

I had waited up until midnight in case he came back or called, but he did neither. I lay awake in bed, unable to quiet the confusion and arousal racing through my mind.

I might be inexperienced, but I knew the difference between fucking and intimacy. I had definitely crossed that line, though I had no idea how far. Thinking back on it rationally it shouldn’t have been anything. So, I wanted more than a one-sided blow job, so the fuck what? At least that’s what I convinced myself had happened. The truth was that I had been so caught up in the heat of the moment I had no idea what I was doing. But obviously it meant something to Jack. I couldn’t decide if what had happened altıparmak escort bayan had been nothing at all or potentially catastrophic.

But, even if I had screwed up I should have heard from him. I mean, we were friends after all. Right?

But when I really thought about it, I had probably said twenty words to Jack for every one he spoke to me. I had spent countless hours pouring my soul out to him – my family, my upcoming marriage, my constant, oppressive fear of disappointing my father. But I knew next to nothing about him. On the few occasions I had tried to ask him about himself he had always turned the conversation back to me. I knew he felt bad about fucking with me back at the beginning of the semester, maybe this was just his way of making us even. Maybe Jack hadn’t been my friend at all.

He was my goddamned therapist.

That possibility scared me more than anything else. Friends didn’t grow on trees. Not for me. Over the last few weeks I had grown to rely on Jack more than I could have imagined, not just as someone I could vent to but as someone who cared about and accepted me for who I really was. Probably the only person who would ever even know who I really was.

Or so I thought. It hadn’t occurred to me how precarious our relationship was. I wouldn’t say that I was a pity case exactly, but it was obvious now that I needed him a hell of a lot more than he needed me. God knows what nerve I hit to make him freak out like that, but the reason he didn’t come back with a smile and an apology might simply be because he had no reason to. He could blow me off if I pushed too far because the friendship I thought we shared was largely in my head.

Tomorrow was Monday, and I was going to get some answers.

**************

I expected Jack to continue avoiding me, so I was surprised when after our first class he walked straight up to me and asked if we could talk.

We found an empty conference room and closed the door. Now that we were alone I didn’t know how to start. My initial plan had been to try to laugh the whole thing off, like it was just some silly misunderstanding. It was worth a shot anyway. But now I couldn’t seem to find the words.

Jack was the first to break the silence, though he still didn’t make eye contact. “Look Vince, I’m really, really fucking sorry for running out on you. That was a real dick thing to do.”

I felt an immediate rush of relief. So, he didn’t blame me for what had happened. That was good sign. But then, what was the problem? I wanted to ask him but figured it would be best not to launch into an interrogation just yet. “I’d be lying if I said it didn’t bother me. But it’s not just your fault. I knew the ground rules. I just got…a little…” I shrugged, “carried away, I guess.” Boy was that an understatement.

Jack must have been thinking the same thing. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. “A little? You could knock someone right off their feet with that shit.”

I couldn’t help but crack a smile. “I don’t know whether to say thanks or sorry to that.”

“Why would you be sorry?”

I shrugged. “I obviously crossed some sort of line.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong.” Jack shook his head. “You only kissed me. It was a hell of a kiss, I’ll give you that. But it’s not like you bent me over the couch and fucked me.”

“If you hadn’t left I might have.” I chuckled, but I was only half kidding. If that.

Jack didn’t smile. If anything he looked even more uncomfortable. What the hell? The whole fuck buddy thing was his idea after all, now he was the squeamish one? “It was a bad idea,” he repeated. “I should never have brought it up. It’s just, I worry about you, you know? It’s more dangerous out there than you seem to think. I know you’re a good judge of character, but you can’t always see them. Especially the real monsters. I really don’t want to see you get hurt.”

For the time being his concern for my welfare flew right over my head. So, I thought, I was a pity case after all. Without thinking I put up a hand to stop him. “Okay,” I retorted, “one, you didn’t make me do anything. I’m an adult, I’m capable of making my own fucking decisions. Two, you’re my friend, no my goddamned therapist, you don’t have some responsibility to protect me from myself.”

Jack gave me a wide eyed look and put his hands up. “Oooo…kay.”

I stopped myself. Remember, you’re here to make friends. I knew he was only trying to help. The fact that he worried so much about me should make me happy, not defensive.

I guess he recognized the blow to my ego, because after an introspective pause he added, “I didn’t do it out of charity Vince. I’ll admit I wouldn’t have done it if I didn’t think it would help you. But I also wouldn’t have done it unless…I wanted to.” He looked at the ground, and I swear to God that he blushed. “Don’t you remember how it affected me?”

Oh, yes I did remember – the feel of him hard as a stone grinding nilüfer eskort against my hip, his rough, calloused hands in my hair, his soft tongue, tasting myself on his mouth…I had to sit down to hide my instant hard on. We both laughed a little at my late-coming modesty, but the tension didn’t leave the air.

“So,” I drew a breath, “are we good?”

Jack frowned. “Um, define ‘good’.”

Uh oh. “I mean, can’t we just pretend Friday never happened?”

He shuffled his feet and my heart sank again. “Fuck Vince, I’m really sorry…” he drifted off. But then he seemed to struggle with something, and finally he shook his head and sighed. “Let’s just give it some time, okay?”

“Yeah, okay,” I found myself saying. So, what, he cared about me enough to worry about my safety and to feel like crap for hurting me, but not enough that he was willing to keep spending time with me? That was a hard blow. I wanted an explanation. But what I wanted more was to be friends again. So I took what he offered and didn’t push it.

He took that as his cue to exit, giving me an apologetic half-smile on his way out. If I hadn’t been so confused I might have found his uncharacteristic lack of confidence endearing.

Time. Yeah. I could handle that. If the last few weeks had taught me anything it was that I wasn’t sure I could do this alone. Not in the long run. I needed him. And damned if I was going to lose him over a kiss.

Jack

After that conversation Vince and I hardly said a word to each other for a month and a half. I knew I should have just followed my brother’s advice and cut my losses. I even called him several times a week just to remind me. Again, I knew in my head it was a bad idea. I kept telling myself that, as bad as I felt, it would be even worse if I was around him now that I understood my feelings toward him.

Though, increasingly, I wasn’t really sure how.

I had honestly had every intention of breaking it off with Vince when I talked to him, but in the end I simply couldn’t bring myself to do it. Aside from the fact that it would make me a titanic asshole, it felt too wrong to give him the brush off and mean it, and no amount of logic to the contrary could change that. Part of me hoped, even expected, that he would just forget the whole thing and decide he was better off without a flake for a friend. But it didn’t happen.

For several weeks we had been nearly inseparable. And sure, I lusted after him (though in retrospect there was definitely more to it even then), but he had also been the best friend I had made since leaving home.

So I thought if I could just get back to that place then we could be friends again and put this whole giant mess behind us.

By now cracks were starting to show in Vince’s patience. He did his best to respect my request for time, but whenever our paths crossed at school or in the study group he would give me this puppy dog look and I couldn’t help but feel guilty.

The only positive that had come out of all this was that Julian and I had become friends. I guess he realized I was feeling low so, being the ridiculously sweet guy he was, one day he invited me to stay after the study group. I didn’t have to think before accepting. Since leaving home I hadn’t managed to make any lasting friendships, but until Vince it hadn’t bothered me.

We didn’t do anything in particular, just read in companionable silence, watched T.V. I appreciated that he didn’t try to make small talk, or ask me how I was doing, just kept me company. I ended up leaving late, and he surprised me by asking me back the next day. From his casual tone I had expected there to be other people there, but it was just us again, which suited me fine. Soon I was over at his place a couple days a week. He definitely wasn’t a substitute for Vince, but it was nice.

But there was one thing that bothered me. For the first time, I felt no attraction to Julian. I would stare at him out of the corner of my eye for long minutes, trying to recall even the tiniest spark of what he once did to me. But I might as well have been looking at my brother from the complete lack of warm tingly feelings.

It wasn’t that I didn’t think he was good looking. I had always thought that. Not in an all-American Adonis way like Vince, but more in a sweet, approachable boy-next-door way. Okay, got to stop comparing him to Vince. But much more than that he was smart, down to earth, and almost as unaffected as Vince (Again?) despite the fact he had enough money in his trust fund to buy and sell the town I grew up in. Most importantly, he had a good heart. That was all I wanted, the rest was just gravy.

After a couple weeks of trying to conjure some interest from my heart (or even my dick) I decided that the only reasonable thing to do was put my romantic ambitions on hold and just enjoyed Julian’s friendship for what it was. I still had a year and a half before we graduated, and he didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

********************

I was running late for the study group. I didn’t see Vince’s midnight blue BMW on the street and couldn’t decide if I was relieved or disappointed. Being in such close proximity was…uncomfortable…but he needed the group, and I had insinuated myself to the point I would be a real dick if I left.

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This is the edited version of the original. It was pointed out to me that I had made a hard right turn at the intersection of past and present. I hope I got it all straight.

*

The alarm clock goes off at 3 AM. I grope for it in the dark. I find the snooze button and almost press it. Then I remember that today we’re goin’ fishin’. I struggle to my feet and turn on the light. It blinds me temporarily. There is only one good thing about getting up this early. That thing is sleeping in the next bunk.

The lump in the bunk starts to wiggle.

It says, “What time is it?”

“3 o’clock,” I mumble. “I’ll start the coffee.”

I stumble across the cabin to the camp stove and finally get it lit. Sliding the coffee pot onto the burner, I look across the cabin to my bunk mate. She hasn’t stirred.

‘C’mon, bail out,” I yell.

The lump peeks out from under the covers. She blinks her eyes.

“I’ve gotta pee.” She says.

‘Well, get with it,” I reply. “We need to be on the lake by 4:30 if we want to catch some fish. Once the sun comes up, we may as well not be out there.”

A shapely leg comes out of the covers and tests the floor.

“It’s cold!” she says.

“This isn’t the Waldorf,” I bark. “You’re the one who had to tag along on this trip. Get a move on!!”

She moans her way across the cabin and out to the ‘facility’ in the woods. 10 minutes later she comes sprinting back through the door. She has a deranged look on her face.

“It was after me!! It was going to eat me!!” she whimpers.

I look out the back door and spot the raccoon. Very fierce.

“At least that vicious beast left something for me to eat later,” I chuckle. “Coffee’s ready.”

I had gotten dressed while she was battling with nature. Now she starts dressing as I prepare breakfast.

“Damn, that smells good!” she smiles.

We wolf the meal down and head for the lake.

It is still cold and dark as we climb into the boat and head across the small bay to Thunder Point. We anchor off the point and drop our baits into the water. She is hooked up almost immediately.

“There is a penalty for out fishing the captain,” I inform her.

“What might that penalty be?” she inquires as she sinks her hook into another nice trout.

“You’ll find out at lunch time. That’s when the captain exacts his revenge.”

She looks at me, giggles and hooks another trout. So far, I have not had a bite. I start to feel pretty grim when suddenly, I hook a fish. I manage to get him into the boat, but the score is still 3 to 1. She keeps slaughtering the fish while I sort of plod along. The sun pops up above the trees and the bite is off. We soak some bait for another ½ hour or so, but catch nothing. I pull the anchor, fire up the outboard and head back to the cabin. We share fish cleaning duties and put the cleaned fish in the freezer. It is the only appliance at the cabin.

“What now?” she inquires.

“It’s still 4 hours to lunch. Let’s go on a hike. I promise to save you from any raccoons that are lurking in the woods.”

“OK,” she stutters. “Are there any bears out there?”

“Sure! This is northern Michigan. This will be like hiking in the zoo except, no cages!”

She is the daughter of wealth. bursa otele gelen eskort Nobody has ever talked to her the way I do She isn’t used to it. She is used to getting her own way no matter what. Now she is isolated up here in the northern Michigan woods with a peasant (me). I brought her up here to get her out of her natural environment. I have some really sweet plans for her for later.

She is an absolute knockout. Shoulder length blond hair, 38, 24, 36, great legs, beautiful face, and a sweet personality completes the package. From the first time I saw her, I knew I was sunk, that she could have anything she wanted from me. I, however, could not have anything I wanted from her. We have been going together for 16 months and so far little games of slap and tickle are as far as we have gotten.

Now, up here in the sticks, I plan my final approach to home base. Whatever it takes, I know it will be worth it.

We start up a small trail away from the lake toward a little creek that feeds the lake. I must admit that she doesn’t complain about the trail or the bugs. I can tell she isn’t entirely comfortable with the situation. An hour up the trail, we find the creek. I lead the way along the bank to a spot that I consider to be one of the most beautiful on earth. There is a small, grassy clearing beside the creek. It is surrounded by tall trees with few bushes.

I set my pack down and she follows suit. I find the blanket and spread it out in the grassy glade. I get a bottle of water from the pack and offer her a drink as I sit down on the blanket. She takes the bottle and sits beside me.

“OK, what’s the deal?” she asks. “You now have me in your evil clutches. I have no idea where we are or how to get out of here. If you have something in mind, let me know now.”

“Actually, I do have something in mind, but it requires your trust and cooperation.”

“OK, what is it?”

“You have the option, right now, of having me take you back to the cabin or staying out here with me.”

“What happens if I stay here with you?”

“Then you will become my love slave, at least until lunch time.” I whisper with a smile.

She looks like she is thinking hard. She knows that if she goes back to the cabin she will also be on her way back to the college this afternoon.

“You know I’m a virgin, don’t you?” she asks.

“I suspected as much,” I reply. “I could tell pretty much from the way you were acting at the school. I have to tell you that you are driving me completely insane. You are beautiful beyond belief. You are great company. We have been going out for well over a year and so far you haven’t even let me stick my hands in your bra. I can only take so much. I’m not trying to scare you or make you sad. Either you want it or you don’t. I love you and want you badly. The choice is yours.”

She is thinking hard again. This can’t be good. I figure that the longer she thinks about it, the less likely it is that my goal will be attained.

“What about protection?” she asks.

“I don’t consider that to be important. If you take this to the next level with me, I will expect you to marry me. Children are welcome,” I vow.

“Hey, wait a minute!” she exclaims. “Did bursa eve gelen escort bayan you just ask me to marry you?”

“Well, yeah,” I reply digging into my pack for the small velvet box.

I present the contents of the box to her. It is a 3 carat engagement ring.

“Will you marry me?” I beg.

“Hell yes,” she cries. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for over a year.”

With that, she springs across the blanket and knocks me over. Her hands go under my shirt and she starts rubbing my chest.

“Well, are you just going to sit there like a bump on a log, or are we going to get it on?” she whispers.

I can’t believe it! She has completely turned the tables on me. How was I supposed to know what she was up to?

“I’ve been trying to get you all alone for a long time. I thought you were very shy. But you were very nice and didn’t try to jump my bones right off the bat. I decided quite some time ago that I was in love with you. You didn’t need to do the caveman act and drag me out to the weeds. The nearest motel would have done it!” she exclaims.

“You are full of surprises,” I say. “Here I thought I was pushing you into an unbeatable trap and all the time, things were going exactly as you had planned them. I’ll have to keep a close eye on you”.

“Have you decided to talk your way to lunch or would you rather ravage me now?” she asks meekly.

“No contest!” I say as I remove my shirt and her blouse.

Her size 38 tits were almost completely visible under her bra, which didn’t last long, either. I gaze for the first time at her offerings. They are stunning, perfect and entirely edible. So I eat them. She moans softly as I take her nipples one at a time into my mouth and bite them lightly. She is fiddling around with my belt buckle and finally gets it loose. She pulls my pants off after removing my boots. I sit there in my boxers. I remove her boots and pants.

The more naked she gets, the better she looks. I lean in and kiss her hard on the mouth. Our tongues fight the duel of love as my hands squeeze her tits. She grabs my cock and squeezes it.

“OOOH, it’s so hard, yet so soft. I never expected that,” she remarks. “Does everybody have a cock this big?”

“No, I’m in the top 5% of the dick class,” I reply.

I pull her panties off and am greeted by the prettiest pussy I have ever seen. There is a light pelt of blond curls around it. The lips are puffy and pink. I worship it. I worship her. I know I can never let her go.

She slides my boxers down my legs and looks at me with enquiring eyes.

“Have you ever watched porn?” I ask.

“Well, yeah, just a little,” she replies.

“Just do what they do,” I offer.

So she dives on my cock and greedily tries to eat it all.

“Wait a minute,” I protest. “No teeth!”

She went right back to sucking me off, this time with no teeth.

“Scoot your pussy around here so I can lick it,” I tell her.

Soon we are in a full ’69’ position. I press my lips to her thighs and start kissing and nibbling. As I work my way higher, she starts to moan. Then I lick the full length of her crack. She shudders and wiggles. One of her hands presses my lips as far into bayan eskort bursa her cunt as I can get without suffocating. I start rapidly licking her vagina. My tongue is inserted deeply into it. She is sucking and huffing and puffing, blowing my house down. Her hips are jumping up and down. She almost bucks me off.

“Wait, I’m going to come if you keep sucking me,” I mumble.

“So? That’s the whole idea, isn’t it?” she asks.

“Yeah, but the first time I want to be deep in your pussy. I want you to feel my semen spurting into your unprotected pussy.”

She turns around and kisses me deeper than I have ever been kissed before. It was almost as good as sex. Almost. She opens her legs and nods her consent. I roll in between her legs and slide my engorged member up to her virginal opening. She has her eyes shut tight.

“Open your eyes,” I instruct. “I want you to watch as your girlhood flies away.”

She opens her beautiful eyes and stares down her body at my approaching cock. The head slips in. I don’t get very far until I feel the resistance of her hymen.

“Do it now!” She orders.

I thrust into her hard and feel the flimsy evidence of her innocence depart. She screams quietly and a tear starts down her face. I lick it off.

“Hold still for a minute,” she requests.

Sooner than expected, I feel her hips start to sway.

“OK, now make love to me,” she cries.

“Yes maam,” I comply.

I start stroking in and out. She is making little grunting noises that really charge my batteries. Her pussy is very, very tight. We can’t go too fast until she is completely lubed

“Can you go faster?” she asks. . Her juices are now flowing freely and it is time to get it on!

I pick up the pace, knowing she is now ready. I am moving into her faster and faster almost completely out of control.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh,” she pants. “So good. I never suspected it would be like this. Harder, harder.”

My sweat glistens in the rising sun and mingles with her’s. We are getting slippery. It just gets better and better. Soon her breathing becomes ragged and she starts twitching.

“What is happening to me?” she cries.

“You are getting ready to come. Don’t fight it. You’ll love it,” I say as I start to stroke faster.

She is totally out of control. Sanity has fled. She is now a pure, sexual animal. Her nails dig into my back. I don’t care. I am also lost in bliss.

I feel her pussy muscles clamp down on my cock. I know it is time. My member swells and lengthens. She is milking me like a cow. She stiffens and screams. I drive into her as deeply as I can and start squirting my baby juice deep into her womanhood. She keeps coming and coming. I don’t want to stop and neither does she, but all good things must come to an end. I collapse on top of her, totally spent. She is gasping for air. I roll to one side and my cock pops out.

“I should have started this last year,” she laments.

“If you had, you’d be home with the kids right now instead of being ravaged beside a creek,” I tell her.

She smiles at me. I feel like a million bucks. I take her into my arms and hug her tightly.

“I love you so much. I’ll never let you go,” I swear to her.

“I wasn’t sure at first, but I am now,” she pants. “I hope I’m getting pregnant right now! Can we do it again?”

“You’ll have to wait until our cock recovers,” I say.

“Our cock?” she asks.

“Well, sure if you want it, it’s yours.”

“Let’s get dressed, go back to the cabin, eat lunch, do it some more and plan our next fishin’ trip,” she says.

“I’m for that!” I answer.

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