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travestilerle yaşadıklarımı yazacam devamlı porno bakarım aralarında travestilerde oluyor resimlerini gördükce ilgim artmaya başladı 2kat daha zevkli hep travesti sikişlerine daha çok bakiyorum etkilendim travestilere gitmeye karar verdim internet ilanindan brezilialı travesti sağlam kadınsı benim ilk gelişim yarım saat boyunca ben onunkini o benimkini şapur şupur yaladım bir yandan parmakladım kıvama geldik başladım geçirmeye ilk defa olduğundan pek bişey anlamadım daha sonra gene gittim aynı travestiye 5kere gittim alışkanlık oldu bazı geceler gidemediğimde tanga giymeye başladım ince renkli götümün arasına girdiğinde tuhaf oldum titremeye başladım her hafta traş olurum götüm kılsızdır daha zevkli oluyor götümü parmaklamaya başladım bardak şişe soktum hortumla içini iyice boşaltım devamlı yaptım götüm iyice açıldı genişledi yumuşadı yaptıkca daha çok travesti istiyordum sonra yaz tatilinde türkiye ye gittik kayseride travesti buldum kendi evinde görüştük iyi karşılandım odaya girdiğimde heycan bastı titriyordum soyunmaya başladık ayrı bir heycan gelmeye başladı yatağa geçtik elime aldım sonra ağzıma şaşırdı kaldırma dedi duramam dedim iyice yalayacam dedim beni sadece parmakla masaj yap ben geçirmeyecem tamam dedi yüz üstü uzan dedi götümü görünce şaşırdı tertemiz kılsız çok güzel götün var aynı kadın götü elini soktu açılmış yumuşacık bardak şişe soktum ondan ilini götüme iyice soktu iyice açıldı 2elini birden soktu 5dakika boyunca travest zevke geldi siktirecenmi götünü bilmem dedim devam et dedim elini sok kendimden geçir beni 5dakika sonra senin götünü sikmek istiyorum götünün deliğine geçirmek istiyorum bende tamam dedim travesti heycanlandı iyice sik götümü dedim sağlam geçir başladı önce yavaş başladı nasıl dedi deliğinin içinde bende devam dedim hızlanmaya başladı sokup çıkarmaya hızlı şekilde ben yüz üstü travestinin altındayım götüme yarrak girip çıkıyor daha önce böyle sikildinmi hayır dedim götümü ilk sana verdim açılışı benmi yaptim iyice zevke geldi ozaman benim orusbumsun dedi manyak şekilde götünü sikecem deliğini parçalayacam önümde domal lan orusbu dedi benimde hoşuma gidiyor domaldım geçiriyor hizlı travestinin orusbusu olmuştum götüme yarrak giriyor çıkıyor şimdi aç ağzını orusbu ağzını sikecem yarım saat boyunca götüm sikildi domaltı beni ben arasını açtım yarrağını götüme soktu çok hızlı geçiriyor iyice zevke geldi travest kendinden geçti bense ilk defa götüme yarrak girdiğinden titriyordum boşalacam dedi götümün içine boşaldı travesti tarafından sikilimek manyak bişey pişman olmadım ilk defa sana sikildim senin orusbunum aradan zaman geçti arayıp gene gittim gene geldim dedim götüm senin yarrağını istiyor iyce heycanlandı soyundum üzerimcekileri indirdim götümü hemen sik ayakta geçir götümü ona doğru yittim yapıştı götüme dayıyor hemen malı çıkarttı deliğimde hissettim benim delik hemen hazır girdi içine bende zevke geliyorum sik beni sik beni diye inliyorum biryandan bir yıldır nerdeydin diye seni götünü özledim şimdi seni manyak sikecem bende sana götümü verecem domaldım geçir dedim çatır çatır sikilmek istiyordum sabırsızlanıyordum bir an önce götüme girsin istiyordum yarım saat sürdü benim göt artık yarrak hastası oldu bir yıl arayla birdaha gittim her yaz tatilinde nerelerdeydin dedi gectik odaya soyun senin güzel götünü sikeyim önce aç ağzını orusbu yala dedi bende şapur şupur yaladım geçti arkama dayıyor elini sokuyor iyice genişlemiş domal dedi başladı sokmaya girip çıkıyor 3üncü kez yarrak yemenin heycanındayım sonra uzandı yarramağımın üstüne otur dedi alttan geçiriyor giripbçıkıyor aç ağzını orusbu ağzını sikecem yarım saat sürdü yüz üstü yat orusbu kaldır götünü ellerimle arasını açtıtım yarrağın kafasını yavaşca soktu giriyor dibine kadar soktu sonra hızlandı hızlı hızlı sikiyor büyük heycanla bende daha çok istiyordum iyice sik beni diye diye inliyordum 3kere aynı travestiye verdim götümü onun orusbusu çolmuştum benimde arka amım vardı bende travest olmak istiyordum anladımkı böyle travest olunuyormuş bende renkli çeşit götümün arasına giren tangalar giymeye başladım travest olup sikilmek kadar zevkli bişey yok arkadaş olduk gene gidecektim benim arka am onun yarrağını istiyor numarasını kaybettim ulaşamadım

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SEVGİLİMİN ANNESİNDEN İNTİKAMI- 2. BÖLÜM

Eve vardığımda gerçekten içimi kemiren ve meraktan deli eden bir haldeydim acaba ne olacak ne tepki verecekti annesi.Çok geçmeden merhaba nasılsınız diye bir mesaj attım . Ve merakla beklemeye koyuldum . Yaklaşık bir saat sonra “kimsiniz “diye cevapladı. Yavaştan heyecan katsayım artmıştı. Merhaba Ben cerenin erkek arkadaşıyım adım demir. Annesinin adı bu arada Zeynepti Bazı yerleri diyalog şeklinde yazacağım.Çünkü konuşmaların ekran görüntülei dahi hala elimdedir?
Zeynep: AA evet Ceren geçenlerde bahsetmişti senden .nasılsın demir bir şey mi oldu .
Ben :hayır herhangi bir sıkıntı yok. Zeynep teyze sadece tanışmak istedim kızınızın nerden güzelliğini aldığını merak etmiştim bunun sırrını sormak için hemde tanışmak için mesaj atıyım dedim size ?
Zeynep : aa cok teşekkürr ederim iyi etmişsin tabi .Bu arada teyze dememeni de bu ağzı güzel laf yapan çocuğa tembihlerim dedi?
Ben: o zaman Zeynep diyebilirim dedim.
Zeynep: evet aynen oyle ben öyle tarz şeylerden hoşlanmam kızımla arkadaş gıbıyızdır.klasik bir aile yapımız yoktur bizim .Onuda özgür yetiştirdim kendim gibi
Ben :Kesinlikle oyle olduğunu umuyorum
Zeynep :ee nasıl gidiyor bakalım ilişkiniz güzel eğleniyorsunuzdur sanırım. Eglenceli ve çılgın biridir Ceren
Ben içimden kızının çılgınlıklarına bu kadar hakim birini düşünmeye başlamıştım neleri kastediyordu hayatının hangı çılgınlıklarından bahsediyrdu merak etmiştir.
Ben evet gayet güzel gidiyor ve cok fazlaaa eglenıyoruz dedim:
Zeynep:tahmin edebiliyorum canım ? dedi hınzırca bir ifade bıraktı mesaja
Bende bundan cesaret alarak ne kadar tahmin ediyorsun dedim ?
Zeynep: emin ol cerenın hayatını ıyı bılırım herseyı paylaşır benımle cok acık bır anne kız ılışkımız vardır. Hatta bazı ozellıklerındende bahsetmıştır bana
Ben: oylemı neler onlar merak ettım dedim
Zeynep: yani anlamışssındır canım performansını anlata anlata bıtıremedi gecen gün ?
İnanamıyordum ceren seks hayatımızı annesiyle bu kadar acık konuşması benı heyecanlandırmıştı.bana bu kadarından bahsetmemişti aslında .bu iş giderek acayip bir hal alıyordu.
Ben :)bu arada bana canım konuşman sıcak davranman hoşuma gitti ? kızınıda mutlu edebiliyorsam ne mutlu bana demiştim?)
Zeynep: hımm bellı bellı edıyorsun ama sanki sende bana yürüyormuşsun gibi geldi ? çapkınlığın boşuna değişmiş senin
Ben : valla kızından daha güzel çekici bir anne olgunluğuyla beni etkilemeye yetti dedim gülerek ?
Zeynep : bak senn kızım yetemiyor sana galiba . Hem benı bu kadar nerde gördün etkilenmişe benziyorsun dedi
Ben : Ceren fotolarınızı gösterirken gördüm ve açıkça soyleyeyım Zeynep cok cekıcı bır kadınsın sanırım erkegın dünyanın en mutlu ınsanı olur senınle d
zeynep: hımm oylemı dıyorsun . ama kızım bu konuşmaları duyarsa nasıl karşılar dusundunmu hiç dedi bana gülerek
Ben : Göze aldım ve cesaretle yazdım sana Ceren konuşmamızın bır tanışma seklınde olacağını düşünücektır ama ben senden baya etkılenmıştım ve bir şekilde bunu hıssettırmek ıstedım sana?
Zeynep:hımm ? aslında cesur erkeklerı hep sevmışımdır sende cok yakışıklısın kızımda ağzının tadını biliyormuş. Cokta sempatıksın sohbetınde cok hoş tatlı buldum senı güzel çocuk ?
Ben:teşekkür ederım senın yanından gecemesemde senın tatlığından faydalanmak ısterım ?
Z: oo cesaretın tavan gerçekten . nabzımı arttırmaya başladın demir.
D: evet buna sen sebep oldun bu kadar güzel olmasaydın keşke? ve açıkçası senı cok arzu ettım Zeynep tanışmanın fırsatını aradaım ve buldum . senı cok ıstıyorum yanıyorum hatta sana yazarken bıle ateşim arttı bedenim mutluluk hormonu salgılıyor
Z::off deme böyle gercektenmı bende fena oldum cıdden bu arzun benıde etkıledı.
D: aynen Zeynep senın gıbı kadına sahıp olmak harıka duygu olurdu .ve sevgılımın annesine sahıp olma durtusude benı cok cekıyor ?)
Z: ooo evet o duygu benıde cektı şımdı kızının annesinimi sey yapmaya düşünüyorsun sen yoksa çapkın ?
Z: Ney yapmayııııııı
D: sikmeyı
Bu cevap karşısında artık terazinin lastiği kopmuştu bende oda azmış olmmalıydı ki artık konuşmalarımız sikiş sokuşa gelivermişti
D: evet annesını sıkmek ıstıyorum cunku kızından daha seksı daha azın kadın gıbı kadın erkegını daha mutlu edersın sen Zeynep emınım bundan senın ustunden ınmezdım herhalde
Z : off bu kadar ısteklı erkek arıyordum ne zamandır sen nerden çıktın böyle yaa.resmen kan akışım hızlandı su an . cok acayıp hıslerdeyım kızımın sevgılısını ustumde ıçımde ıstıyorum resmen su anda . zaten kızım sana yetemez bellı . sen daha tecrubelı kadına layıksın ?)
D: evet bebegım ben sana layığım kızını sikiyorum ama emınım hep senı sıkmek ıstıycem bundan sonra
Z:ımmm off benı benden aldın cok fenasın sen ? kızım nasıl yatakta pekı nelerden hoşlanıyor nasıl seyler deniyorsunuz
Bu soru şok ettı benı resmen kızını nasıl sıktığımı merak eden bır anne profılı vardı karşımda . Bır taraftanda ceren konuşmanın nasıl gıttığını merak edıyor nasıl tavladınmı annemı geldimi iyice tava diyordu ?)
Bende ona gedı geldı konu nerelere gıttı bır bılsen dedım ?) Ceren de tahmın etmezmıyım ben onun içini bilirim az orospu degıldır o .devam et devam et arada benı bılgılendır dıyordu
Inanamıyorum resmen acayıp çarpık bır ilişkinin ıcınde buluvermıştım kendımı .Annesıne oscarlık bır oyun oynuyorduk ve herkes bu durumdan mutluydu
D?evet Zeynep her pozisyonda sıkıyorum onu farklı yerlerdede sıkılmeyı sevıyor sadece evde sınırlı kalmıyoruz dedım
Z: bılırım az kaşar değildir o anasının kızı?)ben hard sikiş severim benım gıbı hard yapamaz o dayanamaz kesin
Resmen Zeynep kendısıyle kızının sikişlerini karşılaştırıyor ve kıskanıyordu . Hangımız daha ıyı moduna giriyordu benimle
D:dayanamıyor zaten bır yerden sonra bırakıveriyor . Ama sene emınım ellerını bağlayıp ufak oyun kırbacıyla harıka seyler yapabılırsın dedım
bunu okuduktan sonra kısa bır süre bekledı ve bana ınanılmaz ıkı fotoğraf attı ellerı arkadan bağlanmış seksı bır sekilde domalarak poz vermıştı. Gecen sure ıcerısınde demekkı galerısınden fotoyu arıyormuş orospu ?
Onu gördükten ben artık iyice şaha kalkmış sikimi yerinde tutamaz olmuştum
D:off senı o pozisyonda götüne vura vura nasıl hızlı sıkerdım bılıyormusun Zeynep. Amının dibine vura vura saclarından cekıp kendıme dudaklarında ısıra ısıra gırerdım
Z: offf su anda sularımı tutamıyorum demır senı cok ıstıyorum kesınlıkle .şuraya bak daha bır saat oldu konuşmaya başlayalı amımdan girdin götümden çıktın diyordu zevkle?)Bna sert davranabilecekkmisin peki Cerenin annesi olduğumu umursamadan ?
D: Ben seks yaparken dış dünyamla bağlantımı keserım sadece o anın büyüsüne odaklanırım Zeynepçim.emin ol su yaşayacağımız fantastık tecrübeler benı cok heyecanlandırıyor ve sıradışı geliyor
Z: Ben biraz endişeliyim.seni görünce arzuladım ama ben bir anneyım kızımın zarar göreceği bir şey yapmak ıstemem . Kızım olmasa yaşa benle derdim ama Ceren bırkac ay sonra sıkılır farklı bırısı ıster bence . Eğer sonrasında sadık olmak ıstersen annende olabilirim başka şeyde . Küçük kızım üniversiteye gidecek zaten
Bu arada kızı yani cerenin kardeşi tuana 18 yaşında tam bir porno yıldızı fiziğine sahip bir kızdır .
D: senın sıkıcı erkegın olmak ve annem olmanı cok ısterım kuzum benım ?
Z: akıllı çocuksun evlatlık alayımmı senı 3. Cocugum ol hahahD
D: karnını doyurursun çocuğunun,yemek yaparsın önklükle çıplak üstü?Bende senden yemek almaya gelırım arkandan dayanarakkk.acıktım derımmm ?)
Z:ahahha cok fenasın senn.iç çamaşırıyla temizlik yapıyorum genelde gelir izlersin
D: Sonra kirleniriz ama değilmi beraber benı yıkaman gerekebilir annecim ?)
Z:ahahha Cereni hala ben keseliyorum küçük kızımıda, sıra sende ?)
D:hadı ya: 3. Evlat geldi aranıza hadı bakalım. Ama bunun pipisi var ?)
Z:Hemde maşallah ahahah
Küçük kızı tuana ben ceren bu banyonun hayalı bile enteresandı . O kadar geniş bir kadındı kı Zeynep sanırım butun kızlarınıda cikicektim bir anda tuananın fiziği aklıma gelmişti.
Bu konuşmalardan sonra bulusşmak ıstedığımı bundan cerenın haberı olmadan yapmamız gerektığını soylemıştım Haklısın dedı bende cok arzuladım bu farklılık beı resmen ıcıne alıyor dedı.
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Jack didn’t know why he kept driving so far just to see her, but something drew him toward Tracey’s house every weekend for the past six months.

Tracey lived with her family across the border — about a four hour drive. Jack and Tracey met in college, and he enjoyed spending time with her. But now the long drive was getting to him, and he thought that this might be the last weekend he made the long trek north.

It was a crisp, Autumn day, and as he pulled into the driveway, Tracey walked out of the front door to meet him. She looked great today. Her long, straight blonde hair reached down to her mid-back, just the way Jack liked it. She was wearing a flannel shirt and a worn pair of tight jeans that really accentuated her shapely hips. Her breasts bounced as she hopped toward his car.

“Hi Jack,” she said as she planted a kiss on his cheek.

“Hey Trace, long drive,” he said as he walked with her toward the door. “What do you want to do tonight?”

“Well, Mom and Dad are going up to the cabin for the weekend, so I thought we’d spend some time at home and watch a video or something tonight after dinner,” Tracey said. “Peg’s here too, and she’ll probably watch it with us.”

“That sounds great,” said Jack. Peg was Tracey’s younger, more energetic sister, who was a senior in high school. She was fun and very attractive, and Jack always looked forward to seeing her. She was also blonde and looked a lot like her sister, but the one major difference was that Peg was extremely well endowed, and wore what must have been a d-cup, if not a double d. He knew this made Tracey a little envious, even though her own b-cup breasts were more than adequate for him.

Jack walked into the house and saw Peg laying on the family room couch watching TV. She wore a pair of sweat pants and a plain white t-shirt that was stretched out tightly over her chest. She jumped up when she saw Jack and ran over to him. She threw her arms around him, and gave him a big hug. Jack felt her warm, soft breasts on his chest as he hugged her. His cock started to twitch a little, and it embarrassed him.

“So what are we doing tonight Jack?” Peg asked. He could tell that she was bored out of her mind.

“Your sister and I are going to dinner, then we’re coming back to watch a movie.”

“Can I come to dinner with you guys, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeze?” Peg asked, looking at her older sister.

Trace shot Jack a look of minor irritation. “No problem,” she said, looking back at Peg. “Let’s go now.”

Dinner was good, and the wine helped loosen Tracey up so that she wasn’t as annoyed with Peg. Peg was also drinking quite a bit for a girl her age, and Jack could see she was getting light-headed. She was kicking Jack under the table, and laughing at his jokes.

After the short drive home, Jack parked the car in the driveway. He could see that the house was dark and the parents had left. Peg ran into the house first and bounded up the stairs. Trace followed her up while Jack stayed in the living room and decided to light a fire as there was a slight chill in the air.

He grabbed a movie off the shelf and put it into the VCR. He turned toward the couch and saw that Trace had changed into a pair of sweats and a long-sleeved cotton shirt. She sat down on the couch and yawned. He noticed that she had taken pendik escort her bra off which signaled that she was ready for bed. “You won’t last long,” he said, knowing that Trace never watched an entire movie without falling asleep about half way through.

Peg had come down stairs and was banging around in the kitchen. He had no idea what she was up to, but assumed that she was making popcorn or something. He took the middle section of the couch with Trace on his left. He hoped that by leaving the right section of the couch open Peg would sit there instead of in the other chair. At least she’ll stay up to watch the movie I just spent four bucks to rent, he thought.

As the movie began, Peg came out of the kitchen with a bottle of vodka in one hand and three glasses in the other. She was wearing a tight pair of sweat pants and a tight, low-cut T-shirt that accentuated her more than ample cleavage. He noticed right away that she had removed her bra as well. He also saw that the chill in the air had brought Peg’s nipples to attention. She plopped down as he hoped she would on the couch next to him, putting the bottle and glasses on the coffee table.

“Gee, Peg. Thirsty?” Jack asked.

Peg smiled. “I found this in the freezer. Must be left over from the New Year’s Eve party. Just thought it would be nice to have a little during the movie,” she said, as she poured three glasses and sent one down the table to Tracey.

“Well, I’m sure you won’t be able to handle much of that,” he told Peg. “I guess I’ll be watching this one alone!”

With that, Tracey downed her entire glass and set it back down on the table. Peg followed her sister’s lead. Jack immediately reached for the bottle and filled them both back up. He hated Vodka, but wasn’t about to spoil their fun.

As the movie went on, Jack noticed that the bottle was draining quickly. About mid way through, the Vodka was gone, and both Tracey and Peg were asleep on the couch next to him — Tracey with her head on his lap, and Peg leaning on his right shoulder. He glanced down at Peg’s chest and stared at her cleavage. He could see just about everything down her shirt the way she was leaning into him. God they’re huge, he thought. He could see that Peg’s skin was silky smooth, just like Tracey’s.

As he stole his longer than average glance, he could feel his dick harden under Tracey’s head and hoped that she didn’t wake up and notice. She was in a heavy sleep, breathing very hard. He reached down and put his hand on his girlfriend’s left tit and started rubbing it through her shirt. He closed his eyes and imagined that it was Peg he was touching.

When he opened his eyes, he looked over and saw that Peg was awake and watching him feel up her older sister as she slept. Jack’s heart jumped, but then he felt Peg’s hand reach across and grab Tracey’s breast as he had been doing. He looked at her in shock, and she put a finger up to his lips.

“Shhhhh! Don’t wake her up!” With that, his prick jumped into a full hard-on, and Peggy lowered her hand from Jack’s mouth and placed it on the end of his bulge, which had just peeked out from under Tracey’s head. She started to lightly knead his helmet through his khaki pants.

Jack thought he was going to explode right there. What would Tracey think if she kağıthane escort woke up and saw this? She’d freak out, of course! Kick me out of the house! And what did Peg think she was doing? His mind was swirling, and he looked back down at Peg’s cleavage, which was heaving along with her heavier breathing pattern.

He saw Tracey start to stir and let out a slow moan as Peg increased the pressure on her breast. He looked down and saw that Tracey’s nipple was fully stiff and poking out through her shirt. Peg must have noticed too, as she started to play with it and make it harder.

“Let’s wake her up, Jack, and see what she does,” Peg said as she looked up at him. “I bet she gets crazy when she’s drunk.” He could see Tracey start rubbing her thighs together and knew that it was only a matter of time before she woke up on her own.

“OK, Peg, but don’t get me in trouble,” he replied.

With that, Peg leaned over and kissed her sister on the cheek. Tracey’s eyes fluttered a bit and opened just enough to see that it was Peg that kissed her. Jack’s heart started pounding. Tracey looked up at him and smiled. She put one hand on Jack’s lap and felt the rock hard unit under her head.

“Wow, Jack, what have you been thinking about?” she said as she started to rub him. She ran into Peg’s hand doing the same thing. She looked down at her chest and saw that Peg was active there as well. “Oh, I see, little Peggy’s getting horny!”

With that, Peg slowly stood up and stretched, her tits ready to burst out of her shirt. Tracey sat up straight and said, “let’s go upstairs.”

Peg walked toward the stairs as Tracey got up off the couch and pulled Jack up with her. “C’mon, Jack, let’s go to bed,” Tracey said.

Jack looked at her and followed her up the stairs. He saw a low light coming from the guest room and walked in to find Peg sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked at her, then looked at Tracey, and finally looked back at Peg. She stood up and walked toward Jack. She grabbed his shirt and pulled it up over his head, dropping it on the floor. As she rubbed his chest he felt Tracey rubbing and kissing his back.

With that, he stepped aside and left Tracey and Peg standing across from each other, both of them obviously aroused.

“Maybe you should help Peg get ready for bed, Trace,” Jack said.

Tracey nodded and pulled Peg’s t-shirt over her head. Jack watched as her huge breasts bounced and tumbled out of the shirt. They were incredible — huge light pink areolas as wide as the mouth of a beer mug with stiff, dark pink nipples about the size of the tip of his thumb sticking straight out from the middle of them.

Tracey knelt on the ground and started to pull Peg’s sweats down. She looked up and said, “Oh my God how did you get such huge tits. They’re incredible.” She pulled the sweats down and stood back up. Tracey grabbed Peg’s tits, pushed them together, and started to lick her nipples. “I see why you’re always staring at my little sister, Jack,” Tracey added.

As Peg pulled Tracey’s shirt off, Jack saw her familiar breasts jiggle out from underneath. Tracey took her own sweats down, and kicked them off into the corner of the room.

Jack couldn’t believe it. His girlfriend and her maltepe escort little sister both stood there, facing each other, in just their panties. Peg put her arms around Tracey, and as they hugged he watched their nipples touch each other. Then Peg’s mammoth mounds engulfed Tracey’s smaller tits and they started to kiss. Peg’s hands reached down to grab Tracey’s ass and she returned the favor to Peg.

Jack stripped down completely and his cock was so erect that you could hang an axe on it. He walked up behind Peg and put his arms around her and Tracey, resting his rod on Peg’s soft, warm ass.

He and Tracey had Peg in a sandwich, and Jack was in heaven. Peg turned her head around to kiss Jack. With that, Tracey knelt down and took Peg’s panties down to her ankles. She buried her face into Peg’s blonde bush. Peg shivered with delight.

Jack reached around and grabbed Peg’s heaving breasts and started pinching her nipples. He pinched harder and harder, and realized that Peg was too drunk to feel any sort of pain. He then felt Tracey grabbing his dick and directing it between Peg’s thighs. He couldn’t believe it when he looked down between Peg’s boobs and saw the head of his cock poking out from under Peg’s bush as Tracey licked his helmet.

Tracey looked up and saw that familiar look that told her Jack was ready to explode. She stood up and directed he and Peg to the bed. Peg jumped under the covers first and laid on her side facing away from Jack and Tracey. Tracey took her panties off and then slid in to bed next to Peg, spooning her from behind. Jack followed suit and pulled the covers up over the three of them.

As Tracey was kissing the back of Peg’s neck, he grabbed his still erect dick and pushed it between Tracey’s thighs, finding the wet hole with his fingers. As he slowly pushed it inside of her, he reached over and massaged Peg’s tits. Tracey slid her own hand between Peggy’s legs and mimicked the motion of her boyfriend’s cock as it made its way into her cunt. Peg and Tracey were both breathing harder and faster, and Jack knew he was about explode like he’d never done before.

Just before he was about to start pumping, he pulled out and threw back the covers. “Both of you, lay on your backs,” he said as he held on to his dick. “Hurry up!”

Tracey laid on her back, and Peg quickly rolled over next to her.

“Here is comes, girls!” Jack warned.

The first couple of pumps coated Tracey’s lips and chest. She instantly tried to lick it from her lips as Jack aimed his cannon at Peg. He saved the mother load for her, coating her face, most of her huge tits, and her stomach.

Peg looked down and smiled. She then leaned over and started to smear Jack’s jizz into her sisters chest. She coated her erect nipples and then sucked them clean.

Tracey then leaned over her sister and pushed the cum from Peg’s face into her mouth with her tongue as she rubbed the puddle on her stomach into the soft, smooth skin around her belly and hips. She then leaned over and sucked what was left off of her breasts.

Jack sat back and watched the clean up. “Peg, get in the middle of Tracey and I,” Jack said when they were done and started to lay back down. Peg and Tracey switched positions and Jack laid down this time behind Peg, resting his still erect cock up up against her back with his hand cupped over her right breast. Peg managed to get her hand on Tracey’s tit before she fell asleep.

As he started to drift off himself, he glanced over at the two blonde heads on the pillows next to him and realized that he’d definitely be making the drive up north again the next weekend.

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Molly waits impatiently at the train station, constantly checking the large overhead clock, willing the hands to move more quickly. She shuffles her feet anxiously, her black heels scuffing the floor beneath her feet. Without thinking, Molly begins to pace back and forth, almost knocking over an elderly woman who was passing. She apologizes profusely and sits down on a nearby bench in somewhat of a daze. What seems like an eternity passes before she hears the whistle of a train. This sudden noise snaps her out of her daydream and she leaps to her feet. Molly starts running through the crowd toward the approaching train, pushing others out of the way, not caring if she stepped on their feet or kicked their luggage. She was on a mission.

She finally makes her way through the crowd to the front of the platform just as the train is arriving. People begin to exit the train, but Molly ignores them. She is looking for only one person. The number of individuals exiting the train begins to dwindle, and Molly worries that maybe he missed the train, or maybe she had read the wrong date. But she couldn’t have. She’d read his letter over and over again. This was the day. Just as she begins to wonder again, he emerged from the train, a handsome young man in a khaki colored US army uniform. He smiles at her and all the worries about the train’s arrival, all the worries about the last two years while he was gone melted away. He drops the bag he is carrying and opens his arms wide as Molly begins to run toward him, throwing herself into him as he lifts her into the air. There are tears of joy as they wrap themselves up in each other’s warmth. They kiss passionately as the other passengers look on.

The year was 1943, and Molly and Jimmy had been high school sweethearts and planned out their perfect lives together. Jimmy was going to take over his father’s shop and Molly was going to school to become a nurse. Things were fine for a year or so, until the war when Jimmy was drafted to join the army. All of the sudden their lives were shaken up. They spontaneously decided to get married because, the truth was, they didn’t know if Jimmy would ever be coming back. Molly could still remember their last night together. It had been so passionate, so romantic, so hot.

At the train platform, Jimmy runs his fingers down Molly’s back, wishing so badly that her top half was naked so that he could feel her skin directly. Molly runs her fingers through Jimmy’s hair, thinking of their last time together. Jimmy gently sets Molly down on her feet and looks into her eyes. They haven’t said a word to each other yet, but they know what they want. They want each other. They want each other in the most visceral and physical way that any two kadıköy escort people could want each other.

Jimmy grabs his bag, takes Molly’s hand and they briskly walk to the car together squeezing each others hand tightly, anticipating what will soon be coming.

“I love you,” Jimmy whispers into Molly’s ear. She loved the way his breath felt warm on her ear. It brought out her desire for Jimmy even more.

“Me too. I’ve missed you so much. I need you.” she replies, squeezing his hand even harder to make sure she doesn’t reach for his crotch in public. It is quite obvious that the two lovers are fantasizing about the other naked right now.

They hop in the car, and as soon as they are out of the sight of the others, they can’t keep their hands off of one another. Molly rubs along Jimmy’s thigh, squeezing, thinking about how much she missed him. Jimmy puts his hand under Molly’s skirt, tracing her panties with his forefinger. He pulls them to the side and starts to touch her pussy, which is already wet. Molly begins to undo Jimmy’s belt, his pants making a tent as his erection began to grow. Jimmy starts to play with Molly’s clit, and she moans in ecstasy. She leans forward and pulls Jimmy’s cock from his pants. It sticks straight in the air, begging for Molly’s touch. It had been far too long to be away from her love.

Now that his cock was out in the open, Molly begins to lick the head as she held his shaft in her hand. She again remembers what his cock feels like in her mouth, every inch. Jimmy begins slipping his finger inside of Molly. The two are still sitting in the train station parking lot, not even able to get home before they begin feeling each other up. Molly starts taking Jimmy’s cock in just a little bit, and it feels like heaven to the soldier. He continues playing with her pussy. Both are starting to breathe heavier. There is nothing more in the world Jimmy wants to do than pull Molly on top of him and make love to her naked body. Unfortunately there isn’t enough room in the car.

“Let’s get home so we can do this properly, baby,” Jimmy manages to pant out between moans as he feels Molly’s tongue, warm and wet, around his cock.

“I don’t think I can wait,” Molly replies. “Start driving, and I’ll keep doing my thing.” She puts her mouth back on his long, hard cock. Jimmy leans backwards in amazement. He doesn’t want to stop touching her pussy either, but he needs to make love to Molly, now, and the only way to do that is to get her home and on the bed. He pulls away, puts the keys in the ignition and starts to drive away, all the while Molly is sucking on him, up and down, up and üsküdar escort down, varying her speed, but always keeping her tongue moving against his cock. He doesn’t know how he is going to make it home with Molly’s beautiful, wet mouth on his cock, but he puts his foot on the gas, and somehow they arrive.

Without even zipping his pants up, erection hanging out, Jimmy jumps from the car, runs to the other side and pulls Molly out into his arms. He slams the door with his foot, runs to the doorway and pushes his way into the house. Once they are safely inside, Jimmy pushes Molly up against the wall and unbuttons her shirt. She isn’t wearing any kind of bra, so her breasts hang there, waiting to be sucked on. He bends down and begins sucking her nipples while she maneuvers him out of his shirt and runs her fingernails down his back. Jimmy can’t stop cupping her breasts, jiggling them in his mouth and licking until they are completely moistened with his saliva. Molly is moaning loudly, uncontrollably.

Jimmy bends down even further, lifts up Molly’s skirt, not even bothering to take it off, and pulls down her panties. He kisses her thighs then gives her clit a quick kiss. As he kisses, he can smell her pussy, wanting nothing more than to taste it. He begins to bury himself inside her sweet pussy, running his tongue along her clit and his finger down her slit. It tastes even better than he remembered. He begins slipping a finger inside of her, which takes her over the edge.

“Please fuck me, Jimmy,” she begs, “I need to feel all of you inside of me again.”

Hearing her ask for that drives Jimmy even wilder. He pulls down his own pants and his boxers revealing again his huge, throbbing cock. Molly begins to fondle him, caressing his balls, running her fingers down his shaft as he lifts her in the air and carries her to bedroom.

When they get to the bed, Jimmy sets her down and leans on top of her. They begin kissing so passionately. Their tongues are flying, going wild, as if they will never be able to kiss again. They have missed each other so much.

Molly opens her legs wide, revealing her little pink pussy to Jimmy, so he can see it all. Just the sight of her pussy, dripping wet makes him want to cum.

“Oh my god,” he sighs.

He positions himself over Molly, his cock still rock hard and places the head at the entrance to her pussy. They are both breathing heavily in anticipation. They stare at his cock, waiting for it to enter. Slowly he pushes into her, and immediately the sparks start flying. It feels amazing. Better than either one of them remembered.

“I love you,” Molly moans.

“Oh baby, you are so amazing,” Jimmy breathes tuzla escort as his hips start to go faster, rocking against Molly’s body. They wrap their arms around one another and begin to kiss again as they make love to each other on the bed. Jimmy continues sliding in and out of her. He doesn’t know how long he can do this before he cums. It has been so long since he has had sex with his beautiful wife, but he closes his eyes, focuses hard, and continues to push his body into Molly while they kiss. He fills her up completely. It is like nothing either one has felt before.

Molly’s hips are bucking back into him, increasing the speed they are going, creating more friction and more pleasure. The feelings washing over their bodies are so intense and amazing. They had missed each other so much and were showing their desires to be with the other person by putting all of the energy into this one, physical and sexual act.

They are going it at it hard, getting sweaty, and beginning to roll around on the bed, Jimmy’s cock never leaving Molly’s pussy. Now that they were back together they were not going to be separated again, not so soon. After a few minutes with Jimmy on top, they roll over so Molly is straddling him, her skirt still on. She begins moving up and down on his cock, wrapping her hands in his hair, pulling him into her. Jimmy puts his hands on Molly’s butt cheeks and squeezes them in his hands as he watches her breasts bounce in his face. They are so glad to be back together, and they can see it in the other’s eyes.

Molly smiles at Jimmy and seeing that beautiful face light up the way it did whenever she looked at him, sent Jimmy straight into heaven, straight into the best orgasm he had ever experienced. His rock hard cock started shooting warmly inside of Molly’s pussy, pulsating and releasing so much desire and energy for Molly and her body.

As soon as she feels Jimmy begin to cum, so does Molly. Her pussy tightening up around his cock, and then it lets go. They are both experiencing the most powerful orgasm, no, make that the most powerful feeling either of them had ever felt, as they looked into each other eyes.

The orgasm is a long one, it seems like it will never end. They never wanted it to end because it was so amazing, and had become more spectaculars as time passed since they had missed and loved each other so much.

Their bodies begin to move more slowly, but their eyes never break contact and neither do their smiles. Both of their cheeks are flushed and they are panting heavily. Slowly, Molly climbs off of Jimmy and puts her head, right next to his, resting it in his armpit. They continue to gaze at one another lovingly, pressing their bodies against one another, rubbing their warm skin together. They decide to cuddle next to each other and relish in this beautiful moment that neither one of them will ever forget.

Jimmy pulls Molly even closer, pushes a piece of hair away from her face and kisses her lips ever so gently. “Are you ready for round 2?” he whispers seductively, nibbling at her ear.

Molly just smiles.

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She came over and sat down beside me. She was quite a bit closer than I’d expected. It unusual to have someone in this secluded area. Why would anyone join me this far back under the trees?

Glancing over, it dawned on me how pretty she was. Mid-twenties, brunette, pleasing figure, and a wonderful smell…why would she choose my bench?

Yes, my posture suddenly became straighter. I couldn’t help it; her loose shirt called to me and I needed the extra inch for a better vantage point. Score! No bra!

She shifted her head before I could see a nipple, raising her face with a mischievous smile and asked if I would be kind enough to quench her thirst.

It was as if I was enslaved by her blue eyes and my brain had stopped functioning. I nodded, dumbfounded. She reach over and plucked the drink from my hand.

My eyes never moved from her lips as she sucked on the straw. I’ll admit my imagination was running wild and I was feeling something begin to stir in my pants.

She handed my drink back, but I fumbled the exchange and water spilled onto my shirt and jeans. Or, did she spill it…on purpose?

Quickly, she apologized and began wiping water from me with her hands. She moved and knelt in front of me. Leaning in, I had a quick glance down her shirt and saw the two most beautiful anadolu yakası escort and pert breasts that exist.

This view and her hands brushing the water from my crotch…my cock was no longer stirring, rather it was springing to life!

“Oh, my!” She exclaimed, “Look what I’ve done. Quick,” as she unzipped my pants and began tugging them down, “we can’t let it drown!”

I lifted my hips and helped her pull my pants and underwear down.

My cock sprang free and nearly slapped her in the face. She giggled, wrapped a hand around it, and looked up into my eyes. Once again, her playful smile appeared, this time accompanied by a mirthful twinkle in her eyes.

“I think it needs mouth-to-dick resuscitation,” she said, seductively.

With that, I grew another inch!

Not waiting for an answer, she popped the head into her mouth and began sucking and licking voraciously. While her left hand stroked my cock, she masterfully used her right to play with my balls. Stretching, fondling, petting, sucking, licking – she played my cock expertly and I was close to cumming in a hurry! I assume the possibility someone could discover us added to my excitement.

A firm tug and squeeze on my nuts brought me back to my senses and dampened my desire.

“Shhhh! ataşehir escort We might not want to attract attention. Who knows if we’re alone!” Until she spoke, I didn’t realize I was moaning rather loudly.

She stood up, put a hand on my chest, and pushed me until I laid down on the bench. Off came her shirt in one sweeping motion, dramatically being tossed to the ground. Pretty, aggressive, and self-confident – what a sexy combination!

Legs straight, she bent over me with her boobs swaying. With her hand controlling my cock again, she practically impaled her mouth on it.

The feeling of her warm mouth engulfing me entirely, my cockhead hitting the back of her throat, brought me back to the brink of orgasm again. Her head began bobbing and I could feel my wet cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

Her beautiful blue eyes connected with mine as her nose connected with my lower belly, her face straining to hold my cock in her thrust while trying not to gag, and my balls nestled again her chin. Her strength and power enhanced her beauty, while creating a desperation to cum within me.

When the moment passed, her oral gyrations renewed Now, my eyes became glued to her bouncing tits; their swaying mesmerized me. My god, how I wished those nipples ümraniye escort were in my mouth!

Pulling her mouth off me, she stroked me with both her hands as she cried out, “Cum for me, baby. I want to suck you dry!”

She moaned quietly as she began sucking me again. And, I, obviously, moaned too.

The intense buildup before an orgasm ramped up quickly. Her expert manipulation ensured it.

The moment of total stress before the ultimate release threatened to overwhelm me. My muscles started tightening up. My arms gripped the bench, my legs started to curl, my ass clenched, my back lifted slightly off the bench, and I feared I’d have the biggest charley horses of my life. Finally, I felt my balls tensing and retracting as my dick began pulsating.

If this didn’t warn her, my guttural half moan/half growl surely did! Burst after burst of warm cum exploded out of me and filled her mouth.

She was staring into my eyes as she took those shots in her mouth and swallowed it all. Releasing her death grip on my now semi-hard penis, she gently sucked and licked it clean.

I laid back for a minute to gather my strength and wits.

“You are the most amazingly beautiful woman in the world,” I said. “I can’t believe you did this for me.”

“You’re so cute,” she said. She reached over and kissed me on the check. “Now, its time for my fantasy. You know, the one where we go in the house, you make me dinner, and clean the dishes.”

Pulling on her shirt, she said, “You better hope no one heard you. I don’t want to explain this to our neighbors!”

God, I thought, what a perfect wife!

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I work with this man named Devin. Devin and I are really close friends, and I have a boyfriend, but since my boyfriend lives out of town half the year, sometimes Devin and I will hang out on the weekends and I wind up staying over and sleeping in his bed with him. Nothing physically has happened between us while I am awake in his bed, but as soon as I fall asleep next to him, I have these bizarrely sexual dreams. They are so realistic sometimes that it’s hard to distinguish fantasy from reality.

The first time I ever slept next to him was in a hotel room after a party. He, and two other male co-workers were going to crash in my room for the night because there was a party at the hotel and I got a room.

I don’t like staying out really late, so I went up there to crash early. There were two double beds, so Jack and James, the two male co-workers, slept on one bed, and Devin slept in the bed with me.

I was wearing pajama bottoms so I told Devin it would be okay if he wanted to take off his pants to sleep next to me. He was wearing the cutest maroon-colored boxer/briefs. It was dark when he got undressed so I could only see those. He got into bed next to me and slid under the covers.

I was half-asleep when they entered the room in the first place. Jack and James had fallen asleep already. As soon as I fell asleep the first dream started. In my dream, I was only wearing a t-shirt and panties. I was also dreaming that I was asleep. Devin then took his hand and starting massaging my pussy from the outside of my panties and I half awoke up. I was groaning (but quietly so I wouldn’t wake the other two co-workers slumbering). I was getting very wet and aroused. He then slipped his hand into my wet panties and started fingering my moist cunt. I was writhing and moaning but couldn’t be loud because no one could find this out.

He pulled off my panties and started to finger fuck me. I was getting the sheets all wet because I was so aroused by him. He would alternate between pendik escort rubbing my clit and penetrating me with many fingers. I turned around on my stomach so he could finger fuck my from behind. I was still getting the sheets soaking wet. All of a sudden I came really hard….it was so hard it took my breath away.

I awoke the next day and Devin was gone already to take my other two coworkers back to their cars. I knew I came in my sleep. My underwear were soaked under my pajama bottoms. I felt so relaxed from the intense orgasm I had in my dream…and its amazing to cum while you sleep.

A couple weeks after this, we were at his house with some friends, drinking and smoking pot. It was getting late, but I was way too stoned to drive. He said I could crash there for the night, in his bed.

After the other guests went home, he asked if he could share the bed with me. I said of course. I had no clothes there so I borrowed one of his t-shirts and he slept in jeans. We got in the bed and fell asleep. Soon, another dream took over my mind.

In my dream I was already in bed, and Devin walked in, and I told him to wait right where he was. I got out of bed and crawled on my hands and knees to him. I took off his t-shirt I was wearing and only left on my panties. I have a very large chest and I knew he would enjoy seeing my breasts in their full glory. They are pretty spectacular and real, of course.

I got on my knees in front of him and could see the bulge of his cock in his jeans through the moonlight streaming into his room. I cupped it with my hands and started massaging it from the outside. He let out a little moan. I unbuttoned and unzipped the jeans and pulled them down around his ankles. He was wearing briefs this time. I licked his member through the underwear and could feel him harden slightly. I then pulled down his underwear and finally saw his manhood.

It was the perfect size. Not too big, and not too small. I knew it kartal escort would be the perfect fit for him to mouth rape me. I held it in my hand and licked the shaft up and down like a lollipop. Then I thought I would tease him by gently licking the head and cupping his soft balls in my hands. I was slowly massaging them, and decided I wanted his entire hard cock in my mouth. I took it all in….every inch. I sucked and fondled it, while carefully concentrating on the head. I stroked the back of his balls and heard him groan again. He had his hands on my shoulders. Every time I deep throated him, he made a little grunt.

I then decided to run my hand up and down the length of his shaft while I teased his head, concentrating on sucking the end of the head. I did this repeatedly. I could feel his cock all of a sudden get bigger and knew he was about to cum. I took it out of my mouth and had him cum all over my huge tits. They were kind of dripping with his juice but I wanted it on me and didn’t mind at all. As a matter of fact, I wanted it to dry on me and fall asleep like that. I crawled back in bed with just my panties on and Devin crawled in bed next to me and massaged my breasts while cuddling with me until I feel asleep. Then I woke up…and realized it was a dream. I looked over and saw Devin sleeping. It floored me that I had another sex dream about him. I was wondering what was wrong with me.

About a month after this, I again was stoned at his house. I asked if I could stay over because I knew I was not fit for the road.

He said no problem and I told him he could sleep in his bed with me. I got into bed and waited for him to get into bed. This time I was wearing pants and he was in his underwear again. I feel asleep quickly because of the marijuana, and had another wet dream about him. It was becoming a regular occurrence obviously.

In this dream, Devin was lying on his back, and I moved over and made my body flush against his. maltepe escort I was wearing a tight t-shirt and no bra, and he was sleeping. I slowly started kissing his lips.

I could feel him against my leg start to get aroused. He was starting to wake up but still half asleep. I took his hand and placed it on my breast. My nipples were so taut and hard and poking through the t-shirt. He started caressing my breasts while I continued to kiss him. He got on top of me and started kissing me back, while rubbing his upper body against my large tits, and rubbing his hard on against my leg. I grabbed the back of his hair and and gently pulled it so I could maneuver myself on top of him. I slid off his underwear, and saw how hard his cock was again. I sat next to him on the bed cross-legged, and took his cock in one hand and his balls in the other and started stroking it up and down, while I massaged his balls. I told him to close his eyes and just relax while I pleasured him. I teased his head with my fingers, and stroked his balls in an upward motion from underneath. I started jerking him off and made my hand tight and covered it in his pre-cum, so it would feel like a pussy, and alternated between that and massaging his head, all while the ball stroking continued.

When I again felt his cock start to throb and get larger, I knew he was going to shoot a load, so I put my mouth over the tip and took it all in….I could feel the cum spill down my throat. I swallowed every drop of it, and licked the tip of his cock for good measure. I then laid down next to him and fell asleep.

I then woke up a little while later and realized that was just another sex dream I had. Devin was still sleeping so I grabbed my things and snuck out of house. I needed to go home and change my underwear because that dream ruined them, yet again.

That Monday at work, I told Devin about the dreams I had about him. They were so intense I needed to get them off my chest. I was scared his was going to hate me and it was going to ruin our friendship. He said he was flattered. I was happy that to this day we still remain good friends and we were able to not let my overly vivid imagination get the best of our friendship. But when I am drunk or stoned, who knows what could happen in the future?

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It is early evening. I have been at meetings all day, in charge of some, just a participant in others. It has been an exhausting day, full of information and ideas and graphs and documents. I am tired and not feeling at all social. After the last meeting, I go to my room and strip off my business clothes. I run a bath, hot and steamy, and pour in handfuls of my favorite crystals, soft vanilla. I need to be soothed and calmed. My mind is swirling with the business of the day and I don’t want that. I want to relax and forget that I am a business woman, all starched and correct.

I am not all starched now, lying here with my hair piled on top of my head, as I soak away the day. I lie in the tub, closing my eyes and letting the warmth seep into my skin. The radio is playing oldies, great tunes I recognize and sing along with happily. I have vanilla candles all around me, scenting the air with my favorite fragrance, giving a soft glow to the room. My soapy hands run over my breasts, touching them softly and gently. I run my fingers over the hardening nipples, feeling the bumply hardness of my flesh as I caress it.

My hands move over my flat stomach and rest against my soft brown curlies. I let my fingers comb through the curls, feeling them wrap around my fingertips. I search for the slit, the entryway to my secret place. One finger slides inside, slowly moving up and down the slit, feeling it swell and open to me. My finger caresses the lips as it moves down to my deep, pink warmth and then slides back up to my hardening clit. Amazingly, my clit becomes rigid and longer, like massaging a baby cock. My finger moves lazily against it, up and down, and then around. I feel myself tensing as another finger joins the play. I am pinching my nipple with my left hand as my right hand continues its path, up and down. I delve into my wet pussy and then bring those fingers up to tease my clit.

My legs spread more as I move my fingers faster on my clit, trying to reach that place where I can come, the heat filling my body with warmth and happiness. I feel my body tensing, my legs stiffen and move closer together. I start to spasm around my fingers, tightening on them, pulling them inside my pinkness. I pinch my left nipple and then relax my grip. I am aware that I am moaning and breathing so fast. As my throbbing slows, I am again aware of my surroundings. Now I feel the day leaving me. I am reclaiming myself, becoming “me” again instead of a top executive for istanbul escort THE COMPANY.

Finally, I am whole again. I step out of the tub and dry on the luxurious towels I love, wishing once again I had someone here to dry me and love me and appreciate me for just me.

I wrap in the thick robe and go to my armoire. I stand there thinking, contemplating what I want to happen tonight, what I hope will happen. And I know the answer…NOTHING! I have been traveling long enough to know that romances on the road are so limited, so superficial. I just don’t want that tonight. I make the decision that it will just be me, going downstairs for a drink and maybe some dinner and then just me returning to my lovely suite. So, I decide to dress for me. After spending the day as the consummate business woman, I want to feel lovely and womanly now. I look through my lingerie, choosing the new ice blue satin and lace bra with matching panties.

I slip them on my body, the satin so incredibly smooth and cool against my skin, the lace slightly irritating to my sensitive nipples, making them pucker and harden. I am feeling so sexy, so beautiful. I decide to try the garter belt that I bought. I put it on with the sheer black hose and look at myself in the mirror. I think I look pretty damn good and secretly mourn no one seeing this lovely woman. I have a elegant black dress I brought along, just in case, and I think I should wear it tonight. I will not save my lovely things for someone else, I will enjoy them too. As I reach for the hair clip, I decide to leave my hair as it is, all curls on top of my head, tiny tendrils around my face, framing it.

At the bar, I sit on a tall stool, and order a sherry. I am not much of a drinker, but I love the after-taste of sherry in my mouth. I smile to myself as I watch the men in the bar start taking notice of me. The saying “like moths to a flame” enters my head, as I watch them looking at me and whispering to each other. One of them finally comes toward me, sitting on the empty stool beside me. He offers me a drink, and I politely refuse. He starts to chat and I politely indicate that I am not interested. Finally, he understands, picks up his drink and moves away.

One by one, they come. Each is so sure he will be the one picked, each moving away after finally catching on to the fact that I am not interested. Eventually, the parade ends. I am alone avcılar escort on my stool, sipping my sherry and feeling the last bit of tension leaving my body. Then I look into the mirror and see HIM in the doorway.

I cannot say what makes him different. I know that when I see him, my heart skips a little and then starts beating faster. He is tall and carries himself well. I like his dark hair with silvery threads. I like his blue eyes with the rimless glasses. I like his large hands with his long, neatly groomed fingers. I like his smile as he surveys the room and then crosses it to the bar. He walks over and sits down beside me, ordering his scotch and water, and smiling at me as our eyes meet in the mirror. I can see the other men, almost betting on how long it will take me to freeze him out.

The strange thing is, I don’t want to. There is something about him, his presence, that makes me want him to sit there, that is willing him to speak to me. I am so aware of his warmth, his scent. Suddenly I notice the soft music playing in the background. He seems content to sit there quietly. I like that. We look at each other in the mirror, and each look away. Finally, he turns to me and says, with a slight Scottish accent, “My name is Sean. Would you care to dance, m’lady?”

Ah, yes, I have never wanted to dance with anyone so much in my life. He steps down from the stool and reaches out to me. I place my much smaller hand in his and feel safe and secure and, oh, so happy. He helps me down from the stool, treating me as a fragile female instead of a competent business woman. I love that! We move to the dance floor. I see the astonishment on the faces of the other men, the ones who were frozen out.

He is still holding my hand. He turns toward me and gently pulls me against him, his warm hand on my bare back as we fit together so perfectly. Even as we dance together for the first time, I am aware of the absolute correctness of being with him.

I fit against him as if made for him. I nestle my head on his chest, feeling the softness of his shirt, catching the scent of him, inhaling him. His hand on my back is engraving itself into my skin. I know that I will always feel his hand there. He gently guides me as we dance. The song changes and so do his moves. He swings me away from him and back against him and I feel as if I have come home. Now we just dance together, no fancy moves, just two people who seem as şirinevler escort one. His heart is beating directly beneath my cheek, his scent filling my body.

He doesn’t talk, I like that. Most men start interrogating me right away OR trying to impress me right away, never allowing quiet time to just be together. We dance on, oblivious to the fact that the songs change, the tempos change. We are still just moving together in each other’s arms. I can’t honestly say how long I am dancing with him, how long I am lost in his embrace. Funny, you hear that phrase in romance novels, and now it has happened to me. I look up at him and see in his eyes….something. I don’t know quite how to describe it. It is a look I am familiar with, I have seen before, but i am not sure where. As i gaze at him, I feel myself blushing.

I DO know that look. I see it daily in my own brown eyes. It is a look of yearning, wishing, hopefulness. We are barely moving now, just swaying to the music [ I think] and looking at each other. Again, a romance novel moment, I am looking at his mouth and wondering what he tastes like, how his lips would feel against mine. His breath is so sweet, so delicious as he leans over to say something.

“A kiss is a secret told to the mouth instead of the ear,” he whispers as his mouth brushes against mine. Oh, yes, this is a mouth I want to know, to learn, to make love to. I suddenly feel myself leaning into him even more and I realize he has been trying to hold me at a polite distance. Now I realize why. I feel his desire pressing against me. He starts to apologize even as I am reassuring him. What a nice man! What a gentle man!

Ah, he wants me! I felt it briefly when I leaned into him. Now he appears all flustered and embarrassed. Perhaps he isn’t used to this happening so quickly. I certainly am not. But I am willing to admit how I feel and I want to tell him. He takes my hand and starts to lead me back to the bar. Oh, no! I don’t want to stay here, in this fishbowl! I want to be alone with him, listen to his voice and feel him against me. I look up at him again, just a glance, just a look. Suddenly, he pulls me to him and kisses my forehead. He sighs and murmurs, “Yes, me too.”

We continue to hold hands as we walk across the bar and out into the lobby. We look at each other as we walk, our eyes locked, walking slowly toward the elevators. His hand is so warm around mine, his eyes so loving. We stop at the piano, playing on all by itself, and I recognize one of my favorite tunes, “Someone to Watch Over Me”. He takes me into his arms again, no distance between us this time. I can feel his desire, his need. We dance slowly in the lobby, while his hands are caressing my bare back and his sweet voice is in my ear, just whispering endearments. He is gentling me.

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It had been years since I last talked to Angie. Last I heard she had moved out west. Something about finding herself. At least that was the excuse most of our mutual friends gave. Angie was older than me, a senior to my sophomore status at our University. She was funny, outgoing, and extremely easy on the eyes. Needless to say, I liked her right away.

Angie and I met through a mutual friend, who eventually became my girlfriend. I was happy at where I was… she seemed so also. But there was something about her that made me want her. There was a constant sexual tension between us. Nevermind the few occasions where we got drunk and made out… there was more to it than that. Both of us were always in a relationship so it never progressed to anything more than the occasional drunken kiss. But we both knew it was there. A hunger. A yearning. Sheer desire.

Angie graduated mid semester, and I didn’t think much about “us” after that. My relationships came and went, and like so many college friends, Angie and I just sort of drifted apart. But all that changed one afternoon.

Coming home from an exhausting day at the office, I noticed my tell-tale red light on the answering machine was blinking. I chalked it up to a client, something that could wait till morning. One of the advantages of being single is not having to worry about returning phone calls right away. Later that evening curiosity got the best of me, and I pushed play on the little black box. My heart fluttered when I heard the voice on the other end of the line.

“Hi Mike… It’s Angie. From college. I hope this is still your number. I was thinking back to all the fun we had in college together and just wanted to catch up”. She left her number, told me to call. Her voice was as sultry as ever. There was a richness to it that made you want to wrap yourself in forever with her. I could feel my stomach tingle… and a sudden yearning deep within me. anadolu yakası escort Thinking back to all the times I’d fantasized about making love to her made me stir with arousal.

I called her back the next morning… things were well in her neck of the woods. Said she had just been through a bad breakup and wanted to try to get back to her roots. She said she missed talking to me… I heartily agreed. Angie hinted that she was considering doing some traveling, so naturally I invited her to my place in Atlanta. She seemed thrilled. And so was I… because I knew what might be in store.

Angie’s flight landed in mid afternoon, which gave me plenty of time to be nervous most of the morning. My apartment was spotless, new satin sheets were on the bed, and there was plenty of wine in the refrigerator. Wine was Angie’s favorite… and back in college getting lost in a bottle of wine together was a usual occurrence.

Angie hadn’t lost anything in the way of looks. She was well toned and tan, which gave her a radiant quality that I knew made her irresistible to more than just me. She had stayed in great shape, and she dressed to show it. Her low rise jeans showed off her hip bones, jutting just over her tight denim. She was one of those girls that was damn near perfect. Great shape, but with full breasts… a large C I would say. She wore a white tank top, and from what I could gather she had forgotten her bra this morning. The air rushing in from the open air convertible was in drastic contrast to the sunny heat, and I could see her large nipples straining against the fabric of her tight top. Her long blondish brown hair shimmered in the summer sun, and her light blue eyes danced with beauty.

By the time we arrived back at my place, it was time to start loosening up. I popped the cork on the wine, and let the good times flow. As the bottle grew closer to empty, I could tell Angie was feeling it a little. She was laying opposite me on the couch, with her legs stretched out over ataşehir escort my lap. I struggled to maintain my composure when she shifted, her long legs brushing against my cock. I’m not sure if she knew it or not, but she had me in a constant state of semi-hardness.

As it often did with us and an empty bottle, the conversation turned to sex, as we both went into our sexual past since we had last caught up. She told me of her last boyfriend… how the sex was horrible, and he just couldn’t keep up. She confessed to having a huge sex drive… needing to be pleasured almost constantly… and how she longed for that warm feeling of days gone by coming down slowly from the passions of her own pleasure. The tension was thick… and it was obvious to both of us.

As the conversation hit a lull she spoke softly, “Do you remember when we used to drink? We always ended up fooling around.” “Of course,” I said, “It’s hard to forget being so close to such a beautiful woman.” “Did you ever want it to go further?” she prodded. “We were both seeing people… that wouldn’t have really been right,” I replied. “We’re both single now, though,” she whispered. As the words left her mouth they seemed to just hang in the air. I looked at her and nodded.

With that she swung her legs off of me and moved closer. There was passion in her eyes, and her breath was shallow and rapid. She slowly leaned in and our lips met for the first time in ages. It felt just the way I remembered her… soft lips, warm inviting mouth, and a tender tongue that entangled with mine as memories came flooding back.

As I let my hands cascade through her soft hair and down her back, she moved her legs on either side of me, straddling me without ever breaking our embrace. By now, it was no use hiding the bulge in the front of my jeans, it was obvious to anyone that looked… and especially obvious to Angie, who ground her hips against me.

I leaned her away from me, my hands supporting her back. It was amazing how flexible she was. She pulled ümraniye escort my head down to her stomach and I jumped at the chance to trail circles around her toned abs and belly button ring with my tongue. She inhaled sharply as I flicked her jewelry, trailing my way up to where her tank top began. In one fell swoop, she reached down and slowly pulled her top over her head, exposing her large breasts to me. I gently began to caress each nipple with my tongue… occasionally biting lightly… eliciting soft whimpers from her.

By this point she was forcefully grinding her crotch against mine, feeling my hard cock rubbing against her. She leaned down and kissed me fully and pulled my own shirt over my head. Slowly she lid down off the couch, kissing and licking my chest and stomach as she went. By the time her knees were on the floor, she was directly in front of the large tent protruding in my jeans.

She slowly worked the belt open, unbuttoned them, and slowly slid the zipper down all while her eyes were locked with mine. She lifted my hips off the couch and quickly yanked down my jeans and boxers, exposing my now rock hard 8 inch cock. While still gazing at me, she started to gently lick the shaft, great strokes, from the balls all the way to the tip, then lightly blowing her hot breath all the way back down again. It was one of the most intense feelings of pleasure I have ever had.

I laid my head back, breaking eye contact and then she went to work. She grabbed my dick firmly at the base, and engulfed it in the wettest warmest mouth I have ever experienced. I could feel my cock pressing into the back of her throat as she took all I had. She began to massage my balls with both hands as she pistoned her head faster and faster up and down my hard shaft. I was getting close to unleashing a massive load and she knew it… she sucked in my entirety and let my cock slip into her throat. I could feel her milking me with her tongue and throat muscles. I leaned my head back, breathed in sharply, and tensed every muscle, and felt the most intense orgasm sweep over me. Time seemed to stop as I felt myself cum in gushes inside her willing throat. All the while Angie simply hummed out a long deep moan, making me tremble even more.

I looked down at her, half exhausted half wanting to see what other talents she had…

To be continued….

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It seemed like a particularly hard day. More and more work was being dropped on my desk, I was becoming more agitated and stressed and it was only 10:15am for crying out loud.

I took a 5-minute break and went outside the building to catch some fresh air. Once outside I chatted a little with the security guard and a few of the smokers who were out there about how their weekend was and what they to up to. The security guard whose names is Dan said that his girlfriend got a few dvd’s and they chilled out at home together, which was cool I thought.

When I got back I saw more work dumped on my desk, which infuriated me some more. In among the files and post on my desk I found a note which said “I’m wet, turn on the Instant Messaging system”. Without thinking twice I logged onto my pc and found messages left by Crystal. They were very hot messages saying how she was a little frustrated at work and that she was playing with herself every now and again. I looked up and saw one hand in between her legs and then it slipped to her side. This set my cock twicthing and begins to throb. Another message came through on the computer system saying how she would love my large cock deep inside her pussy and that her pussy was wet with that thought. After I read that I nearly fell off my chair, other colleagues looked around but I managed to conceal my rock solid cock and everyone got back on with their work.

I couldn’t concentrate, my cock was rock solid and although it was coming up to lunchtime all I could think about was fucking Crystals brains out in the office. With my mind racing, my cock aching for her pussy I looked up and she was gone, out of her seat. I looked back at my pc terminal and there istanbul escort was a message saying to meet out in the foyer. I didn’t think twice and rushed to the foyer, I didn’t see Crystal then I heard a faint voice call out “over here” and from a small room Crystal stood at the door. I rushed to her, she pulled me into the office slammed me against the door and we kissed. She seemed very hungry for my cock and I was too hungry for her pussy.

She took my cock out from my pants and sucked on it slowly, all I could do was close my eyes and take deep breaths as she sucked my cock. In between her awesome blowjob I heard her gasp and say “I want you to fuck me now”. With that she stopped sucking my cock, bent over the desk lifting her skirt up and exposing her thongs, with a quick motion I pulled them to the side and put the head of my cock on her vaginal entrance. I marveled for what seemed like 5 minutes in fact it was 10 seconds before I heard her cry out “FUCK ME DAVE”. As I pushed my cock in she pushed her ass back onto me so that I slid deeply inside her. We went straight into 5th gear and I was pounding her pussy very hard and heard her moan that she had just cum, she certainly had cause I felt all the wetness seep onto my cock. I kept fucking her faster and harder while holding onto her waist, the pressure was becoming too much on my heavy balls, she cried out “CUM IN ME DAVE, I WANT YOUR SEED” that sent me crazy and I fucked her with more vigor till I lose all control and cum rocketed from my balls and exploded deep inside her at the same time she came as well again, juices trickling avcılar escort from her pussy of our love juices intermingled. I collapsed on top of her, quite exhausted my cock was still rock and I continued to thrust in her, with every last bit of energy that I have, then she came again quickly on my cock. I pulled out of her and she was on her knees quick as a fox slurping and licking all the juices from my cock and balls. I was in pure ecstasy then I heard the door shut.

My heart raced at a thumping beat, caught on the job I thought, Crystals blow job stopped and as I looked around I saw Jane the Office Manager standing there looking in shock and disgust. Crystal rose to her feet and stood in between Jane, and me. Jane with an authoritative voice said, “What the fuck do you two think your doing?”

My trousers were down at my feet and my cock became limp. I froze, I didn’t know what to say neither did Crystal. It seemed like Jane was going out but in fact she looked up and down the corridor and foyer and ensured no one else was around. Then she made the first move and shut the door locking it with her keys. She moved around the small room and said, “You haven’t answered my question”. Crystal responded saying that, “We were relieving stress in the office”. Jane responded by coming over to me and going down and inspecting my cock and balls. I was very nervous; my cock began to twitch and became solid again. Jane rose to her feet and said “interesting”. What was happening here? All that had just happened raced through my mind and it seemed like everything else stopped.

Jane the Office Manager was furious at what she saw had locked the door and then just şirinevler escort inspected my cock and balls. When I slipped back into reality she was back on her knees this time with my cock in her mouth. I said nothing, she was giving me a great blowjob, and I heard her say, “she needed to release some stress too!” I never knew that Jane was a kinky slut but always thought she’d be a good fuck if I got the chance.

She has blonde hair, 5ft 5″, medium build, shapely figure with 34c breasts. She kept sucking and licking my cock and I moaned in pleasure. Then I felt two tongues, taking it in turns licking and sucking my cock. This felt like heaven, Crystals pierced tongue, Jane’s skillful tongue and hands catering to the needs of my large black cock. Just as pre cum was glistening from my cock the sucking stopped. Jane was positioned over the desk, her trousers were down and from behind her smooth pussy glistened in the light. She ordered me to fuck her whilst Crystal watched or there would be all hell to pay. I couldn’t argue nor could Crystal who would have been fired within an eye blink.

I didn’t object neither did I use a condom. I slid my hard member into Jane and started pounding her pussy ruthlessly. Crystal looked on in shame or was it disgust, no she wanted more of my cock and in between thrusts she licked and my cock clean of Jane’s juices. I pounded her pussy hard and fast and words flew from my mouth like “I’ve always wanted to fuck you Jane”. “How do you like my big black cock?” I kept thrusting with force then Jane’s pussy tightened around my cock and I let lose a flowing river of cum inside her. She screamed “FILL ME UP” and I did, not departing from her warm pussy until every last bit of semen had left my body. I dropped on top of her, exhausted, and then she got up and pulled her trousers up and told us to fix ourselves up.

Before she opened the door and let us go, she said she wanted to see both of us much more. I winked as did Crystal and we went to Lunch…

More to come but thats for another story, tell me what you thought. Thanks.

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Susan had the whole place to herself. After church she had come home. Her mother, Tracey, and Grandmother had gone to the last day of the big Flea Market. Susan adjusted the straps of her bikini and assessed her figure in the mirror. Talking to her image, she said, “If Allan doesn’t like this, we need to get him to a doctor.” Pivoting on her toes, she inspected her rear….the bikini bottom wasn’t a thong bottom but it was awfully close to one. Looking at her nineteen-year-old, 35-24-34, 5 foot nine figure, Susan thought, “It ain’t perfect, but it’ll do.”

As Susan went through the kitchen she picked up the pitcher of lemonade she’d made, some glasses, and carried them out to the pool. The pool was one of the above ground, rigid side pools with a wooden deck around it. Grandpa had installed it back when she and Tracey were kids. After setting everything down on one of the deck tables, she went back and got her towels and book. Susan stretched out on the lounge chair to read a little while she waited for Allan. She looked at the pool and thought of her father — this was where he had taught her to swim when she was nine. As she thought of her father, Susan’s eyes teared up so much that everything became a watery blur, she couldn’t see the book’s print much less read it.

My God, she thought, I feel lost. Daddy is dead, killed by a stupid drunk driver. He didn’t even get to see Tracey graduate. I had to drop out of the University after my first year, and we had to sell the house and move in with Grandma — everything is turned upside down… my whole life, it’s like I’m having to begin again. Susan shut the book; she was too angry to read. They had been so happy, their future look so good, then everything changed so quickly.

One thing I learned by Daddy’s death, I’m going to take my happiness when I can – you never know when it will be snatched away from you. She recalled the interview she had seen on a morning show shortly after her father was killed – it was an interview of an old woman on her birthday, 100 years old. When asked what she regretted about her life, she replied, “I don’t regret anything I did, my only regrets are the things I didn’t do because I was too damn conventional or too concerned about what people would say or think.” That, thought Susan, is a good concept to live by – I’m going to make sure I don’t have those same regrets when I get old.

Jimmy was a good example. Her friends had helped her get through that first month, especially Jimmy. Susan thought of the friends she had left behind when they moved to the farm, she missed them – here the closest neighbor was over three miles away. Since they didn’t have the money for her to go back to the University, she and Tracey were going to enroll at the small Tri-County Junior College here, find part-time jobs and try to save some money.

Susan took a deep breath and wiped at her eyes to clear away the half-formed tears. She thought about that last night with Jimmy and how sweet it had been. They both knew she was leaving in the morning and that it was their last time together. Susan remembered how Jimmy had kissed her and how she had returned those kisses trying to drag his tongue as deep into her mouth as she could. . Susan smiled as she remembered Jimmy’s reaction when she stood up and took off her blouse and then her bra.

“What if your mother and Tracey come back,” asked Jimmy?

“They’re at my aunt’s place…they’ll call before they leave….it’s over an hours drive from there. Don’t you like my breasts… on our last night you ought to get to see them and kiss them if you want to.” She sat down facing him with a hand under each breast, pointing her nipples at him like two target-seeking missiles.

“I love them — you are so beautiful Susan, I ….”

Susan pulled his head down to her breast and let her nipple shut off his words. Jimmy immediately began to tongue and suck on the hardening nipple as Susan pulled his mouth tight against her tit. His hand massaged the neglected nipple and Susan could feel it grow harder as he tweaked it with his fingers. Susan could feel her pussy lips begin to tingle and feel the dampness in her panties as her pussy reacted to Jimmy’s vigorous sucking. Her nipples were so hard that they ached.

She slid her hand to his belt buckle, quickly undoing it, and then unsnapped his pants opening his zipper in almost one motion. Pulling his jockey shorts down, Susan freed his prick and as it sprang out, hard and at full erection, she wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke. They had done this many times, heavy petting, and Susan had even tasted his cum once. “God,” said Susan, “you’re really hard tonight…and so hot. Tonight, I’m going to suck you….really suck you. Would you like that?”

Letting her nipple go for a moment, Jimmy replied, “I’d love it…you know that. Susan, I love you and I want you. I want to really make love to you.”

“It’s our last night. Why not make it one to really remember.” Jumping up she pulled Jimmy up, “Let’s get up to my room before I tear those clothes üsküdar escort off you.”

Jimmy quickly followed her upstairs and they began to strip their clothes off, flinging them around the room. Susan turned and posed for him nude, with both arms raised in a ‘V,’ pulling her tits taut and erect. Jimmy stared at the beautiful figure before him and with awe in voice said, “My God Susan, you are fantastic.”

Susan stretched out her arm and grasped Jimmy’s hard prick in her hand and gently pulled him to her and they sank down onto the bed. She gently rubbed his prick and then leaned over him and began to lick the drops of pre-cum oozing out of the head his prick. She ran her tongue down the underside of his prick to his balls and teased them with her tongue. Running her tongue back up to the head of his prick, she began to probe the slit in the head of his prick with the tip of her tongue…wanting to get that last drop of pre-cum….wanting to get as much as she could — not letting that last drop escape.

This was too much for Jimmy and his hips jerked and his prick began to spout cum like liquid projectiles. The first spurt hit Susan on her cheek just below her left eye, the second one on her chin, and then she got her mouth on the head of his prick and let the rest pour into her throat. She slid her lips down his shaft until she could feel the head of his pulsing prick against the back of her throat as he pumped out shot after shot of warm cum. Jimmy moaned as Susan kept sucking him until she had sucked him dry, then she slid her lips up his body leaving a trail of saliva and cum until she got to his lips and kissed him, tonguing his mouth as deep as she could letting him taste his own cum.

Susan smiled to herself as she remembered how embarrassed Jimmy had been at coming so quickly — it had been a first time for her to tongue him to a climax and swallow his cum.

“Susan, I didn’t … I mean I couldn’t stop. I was so hard I thought I would burst and then I started cumming and ..,” Jimmy stopped, watching Susan as she took her finger and raked up the first large glob of cum off her cheek and then the second one off her chin….then sticking out her tongue, she raked the large glob of cum onto the top of her tongue. Still holding out her tongue, she pulled Jimmy to her and slid her cum laden tongue into his mouth, letting him suck his own cum off her imitation of a small prick. Susan could feel his cock twitch and stiffen, as he tasted his own cum on her probing tongue. Her pussy was tingling and as Jimmy’s fingers groped for her velvet slit she could hear the squishing sound made by her pussy juices as his finger slid in and out her cunt. She and Jimmy had never gone ‘all the way’, but tonight she wanted him more than she ever had before. She humped his finger trying to drive it in as deep as she could, wanting even more.

“I want you in me, I want you to make love to me, now,” she gasped as she arched her back to get his fingers even deeper into her. He crawled between her legs and Susan grasped his prick and rubbed the head vigorously over her clit getting it good and slick. Then she guided it into her pussy and thrust her hips up to him getting the head of his prick well into her tunnel of love. Jimmy began to thrust, felt the resistance of her maidenhead, and then he was through, buried to his full length in a tight, hot, moist, heavenly pussy. Susan began to thrust her hips and Jimmy began to stroke his prick in and out of that tight tunnel. As their movements began to get into synch, Susan began to moan softly.

Startled, Jimmy stopped, his prick buried deep within her, “Is it hurting?”

“No — No Don’t stop… it feels great,” and Susan wrapped her legs around his the back of his upper thighs and began to thrust her hips into his as she pulled him into her with her legs. “Deep…Fuck me as deep as you can…”

He began to stroke his prick almost out of her and then ram it all the way in to meet the upward thrust of her hips. She curled her legs tighter around his thighs and grasped his buttocks with each hand, trying to pull him into her cunt, arching her hips up as high as she could, loving the way his prick seemed to reach deep into her throbbing pussy. Jimmy began to stroke and then pause, stroke and pause until neither of them could stand it any longer. “Oh, fuck me Jimmy…fuck me hard,” moaned Susan, and they began to pick up the pace until they were both beginning to moan softly and then Susan yelled, “NOW…NOW…NOW,” and Jimmy gave a loud groan as his prick began to erupt for the second time tonight. Susan’s pussy kept squeezing his prick as though she was trying wring every last drop of cum out of his balls. They slowly collapsed into each others arms and just lay still enjoying the afterglow and feeling truly joined together as his prick slowly soften in her cum drenched pussy.

Susan had not realized it but as she day dreamed about that last night with Jimmy, she had slipped her hand under her bikini bottom and was slowly fingering tuzla escort her clit. She snapped out of her daydreams when she felt a rush of moisture to her pussy. “Oh damn,” she muttered, “if I’m not careful I’ll be ready to rape Allan when he gets here.”

Glancing at her watch, she thought, “He should be here in a few minutes.” Being Sunday, he had to go in to feed and exercise the animals in the kennel. Allan had just completed his second year at the Junior College and worked as an assistant to the local vet. He was going to transfer to the State University in the fall. Susan had met him when she took her grandmother’s dog, Rudy, in for his shots last week.

Susan smiled to herself as she thought of their dates, the first one Monday evening had been a movie and then a trip to the Roller Rink….she had not roller skated since she was a small kid, but she had thoroughly enjoyed herself. Then they had gone out Wednesday night, bowling and then played Putt-Putt golf. Friday night they had gone to dinner and a music concert at the Junior College. Susan thought, “I expected him to try and neck or least kiss me on that first date, but he didn’t, he was a perfect gentleman….he didn’t even try on the second date.” When he walked her to the door Friday night, she could tell he was debating whether or not to try. She smiled and remembered how they had stood there, almost toe to toe, on that dark porch facing each other. She had raised her arms and put them around his neck lacing her fingers together, as she told him how much she had enjoyed the concert. The goodnight kiss just followed naturally.

“Actually,” she thought, “it more like a half-dozen goodnight kisses.” She smiled as she remembered how good the kisses had been….how quickly his kisses had aroused her…she knew they got to Allan, she had felt his erection pressing against her as they kissed….she had literally soaked her panties with her pussy juices. That night as she lay in bed fingering her pussy, she tried to imagine how it would feel if it were Allan’s prick….not her two fingers. She wondered what Allan was doing….if he was lying in bed stroking his cock, thinking about her….he certainly had an erection, a big one from the way it felt pressing against her. Finally, after a less than fully satisfactory orgasm, she had been able to go to sleep.

Susan heard the sound of Allan’s car as he pulled up to the detached garage about 20 yards from the pool. She got up, waved and went to meet him.

“Hi,” called Allan, “where do you want me to put these?” indicating the two bags of dog food. As he watched Susan coming toward him, he thought, “Lord, she is beautiful.”

“Oh, just inside the garage will be fine,” replied Susan. Susan watched him unload the 50 pound bags…..he looked good, almost six feet tall, well built, with light brown, almost blonde, hair — he reminded her of some of the old pictures she had seen of John Wayne when he was young. He was wearing a polo T-shirt and white tennis shorts with sneakers sans socks.

“I thought you might be later getting here,” said Susan taking his hand as they started toward the pool.

“To be honest about it, I hurried things up. I cut the exercise period a little short.”

Susan had stopped on the first step up to the pool deck, making her about the same height as Allan, she leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “I’m glad you did….now we’ll have that much more time together.”

Susan had spread a couple of beach towels on the deck — it was more fun lying next to one another. Susan poured them each a glass of lemonade while Allan took off his polo shirt and shoes, and then they stretched out on the towels. As they chatted about school, hopes, experiences, Allan propped himself up on one elbow so he could look into Susan’s eyes….then he leaned down and kissed her… she felt his tongue probing at her lips, she opened her lips and sucked his tongue into her mouth. Wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him to her, returning his kisses. Susan could feel her nipples beginning to stiffen and push against her bra….when Allan’s arm brush against one of her nipples, rubbing it against her bra material, she let out a small gasp. Susan kissed Allan back, sticking her tongue deep into his mouth….as Allan began to suck on her tongue she could feel a wetness spreading through out her pussy as she responded to him.

When they broke, Susan said, “I like that….but lets not rush. Come on, let’s get in the pool and cool down.”

“I don’t have any trunks with me. If I get my shorts wet, I won’t have anything to wear.”

Susan laughed, “I don’t think any of my suits will fit you. You’re wearing briefs aren’t you?….that’s practically the same thing the swim teams wear….wear those, you can always wear your shorts without them.”

“But what if your mother or Grandmother comes home?” asked Allan.

“They went to the Flea Market in Springdale….they won’t be home till 4 or 5 o’clock,” said Susan, jumping into pendik escort the pool.

“Well….I guess….if you’ll turn around, I’ll do it.”

“Okay,” said Susan as she slowly turned away from him. Out the corner of her eyes she could barely see him as he stripped off his tennis shorts….he had on briefs, but they were men’s bikini briefs, little more than a jock strap….his erection looked like a tent pole under them. Hearing the splash as Allan jumped in, Susan turned around and drifted over to him….Allan’s face was blazing red with embarrassment. Susan stood up, the water was only 5 feet deep in the pool, and put her arms around his neck.

“Allan, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you….I wouldn’t ever do that.” She pulled him to her and kissed him. He immediately wrapped his arms around her and began to kiss her back. As they kissed, Susan felt his prick spring to full erection poking into her stomach, barely being contained by his bikini briefs.

“I’m not embarrassed, Susie, I just blush real easy….especially around some one as pretty as you are. I’ve never been real good around girls…too tongue tied and bashful…..I never seem to say or do the right thing.”

“You seem to be doing okay right now,” whispered Susan. She could feel Allan trying to hold his lower body further away from her…..dropping her arms down around his lower back she pulled him to her, feeling his prick press into her abdomen as she kissed him, thrusting her tongue deep into his mouth. Suddenly, she could feel his prick against her skin; pressed between them it had escaped the restrictions of his briefs. The reaction in her cunt startled her – she felt like her pussy was melting, melting with desire. She hugged him tighter, pushing her pelvis against him. Allan responded immediately, kissing her back just as vigorously. “Ohhh Allan, that feels so good,” moaned Susan. “You’re doing just fine.”

Breaking the embrace, Susan laughed, “We got in to cool off….I think things got hotter than ever. Let’s get back on the deck.”

When Allan hesitated to get out, Susan handed him one of the small towels, saying, “Here, use this…..I’ll turn my back.”

They were lying on the beach towels, Susan on her back, Allan beside her on his stomach. Susan slid over closer and got more under him so she was looking up into his face. He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her…..Susan put her arms around his neck and rolled her body into him so that they were lying on their sides….her tits pressed against his chest….his erection pressing against her. Reaching behind her, Susan pulled the bow, to untie her bikini bra, letting her tits spring free….taking Allan’s hand she placed his hand over her breast, her stiff hard nipple sticking into the palm of his hand.

Sliding her hand down his chest to his waist, she pulled away the towel and slipped her hand into his briefs grasping his hard prick. It was larger than she had expected….the head, with its soft satiny skin, was the size of a large plum…as she slid her hand down his shaft, she could feel the veins standing out on his shaft like bas-relief on a 3-D map….her hand reached the base of his prick, barely able to encircle it….she felt the soft wet mass of hair as she slid her hand lower to cup and fondle his balls and stroke his scrotum. Allan, moaned softly against her lips, “Oohhhh, Susie…..Susieee,” as he massaged and tweaked her hard, stiff nipple.

Susan grabbed the front of his briefs, forcing them down, she totally freed his prick, letting it spring free….poking between her thighs, searching for her pussy. Opening her thighs, she let his prick slip between them as she squeezed her legs together trapping the hard, hot, throbbing prick between her thighs. She felt Allan’s hand slide into the front of her bikini bottom and gasped as he cupped her pussy in his hand, letting one finger slide between her drenched pussy lips. She unsnapped the sides and pulled the bottom completely away….leaving her pussy open for Allan’s fingers.

“OHhhh God, Allan, that feels good,” murmured Susan.

“I want to taste you, Susie, ” said Allan, as he began to kiss his way down her body.

He swung his body around and as Allan began to probe her pussy with his tongue, Susan lowered her mouth to his prick and licked the large drop of pre-come seeping from the slit in the head of his prick…..it tasted sweet. “OH Allan,” she moaned as she felt his lips squeeze her clit and then felt his tongue rapidly flicking over her engorged love button. “Oh God, that feels good…so good.”

She let her lips slip around the head of his cock and took him into her mouth. She took him as deep into her throat as she could, choking as his prick filled her throat. She held him deep in her throat until she had to withdraw, as she drew back she sucked on his prick, as though it were a huge straw. She heard Allan moan into her pussy as she reached the sensitive head and vigorously attacked it with her tongue. She could feel his legs tremble as she tongued around the crown of his prick and then holding his cock against his stomach, ran her tongue down the underside of his shaft and holding his balls to one side gently massaging them, tongued his scrotum as hard as she could. She slid her lips and tongue back up his shaft…over the head of his prick and took him deep into her mouth.

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