Jeremy’s Journal: Country Drive

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We were in the middle of summer and the worse heatwave. Everyone Candy and I knew were trying to find new ways to beat the heat. Previously we had found the showering together pleasurable but we needed something new to do together. My uncle had a really nice cottage in the country near to a waterfall that he used once or twice a year so I asked him if I could use it for the long weekend we had coming up. Being family had its perks and after getting the keys from him, I went to Candy’s house to pick her up. She was still packing a small suitcase so I took a peek as to what she was taking for our weekend. I told her not to pack too much clothes because we were in the middle of a heatwave and I wanted her naked as much as possible (to help beat the heat) she laughed but continued her preparations.

The drive would take a few hours but I told her it was worth it. I had been to the cottage before some years before with an ex girlfriend so needless to say I was eager to make some new memories. Once we were on the road and out of the city. I knew exactly what time and which route would have the least amount of cars, it would be the longer route but I had some plans to enact on this drive. We stopped off to fill some petrol and grabbed a few things to eat and drink. As we got further into the country side I began the first step of my plan. Taking off the air conditioning, I told her the country air was better for us. I put my hand out the window and played a game of arm wrestling with the oncoming wind which got a laugh and a question about what I was doing. She chuckled at my explanation but I challenged her to do the same, which she latin sex tapes porno did.

As she continued to keep her hand out the window and playing with the wind I told her that I always enjoyed the feel of the wind against my chest so I took my T-shirt off and then looked at her with a sad look and mentioned how she would never be able to experience the same. I don’t know if she figured out what I was planning but she looked at me with a challenging look and took off her top as well. I loved having her half naked in my car. As I continued to drive I moved my hand over to her breast and I began to massage and fondle them. Her nipples became hard as I gently kneaded them. The road was empty, there was no one around so Candy lifted herself from her seat and lifted one of her tits to my mouth. As we drove, I hungrily licked and sucked every part of her nipples and breast as I could.

Noticing my erection, Candy reached her hand down my pants and grabbed my cock. As she stroked my shaft, I began to unzip her shorts and started to pull them down. She was just as horny as I was on this ghost road so she helped me take her pants off. I was happy that she had lived up to my condition of not wearing underwear because now, my plan had succeeded. I had her fully naked with her tits in my mouth, her hand stroking me to orgasm as I was fingering her wet and slick snatch. I loved hearing her moan, I found it really hard to stay on the road with all these amazing distractions so I slowed down even more.

The road was straight for a few kilometers so I put the car into cruise control and took off my lezbiyen porno shorts. Candy knelt on her seat, her ass in the air and sucked on my dick like a vacuum. I’m not sure who did it and how it happened but soon the roof of the convertible started to retract but I was too busy enjoying the experience of having my cock sucked while driving and Candy was too busy making those wonderful circles around the head of my dick with her tongue to notice either. The heat of the sun, the warmth of the wind and wetness of Candy’s mouth on my dick is a memory that still gets me hard to this day.

As Candy made those slurping and sucking sounds, she tried to see how much of my dick she could fit into her mouth. I used my hand to reach over and find her wet cunt. As my fingers felt her wetness, I flattened my palm and slowly made clockwise circles and then rubbed back and forth a few times before using my middle finger to massage the inside of her vagina. Honestly I wanted to cum, I wanted to reach our destination to fuck her brains out and at the same time I was just enjoying this experience too much. So I asked her to sit and recline her seat a little. I pulled her right leg over between my legs and began to finger her again and she closed her eyes and reached for my dick.

As her hands gripped my cock we unconsciously synched our tempo. While my finger slid in and out of her making that sloshing sound, she was stroking my cock with such force that my balls were bouncing on the seat like basketballs. I really couldn’t help it anymore. I knew we were getting closer to our destination and I could continue driving like liseli porno this for a little while longer but I was so driven by my hormones I pulled the car over. I really didn’t care if there were cars passing I jumped out the car and went around to the passenger side. I pulled Candy out of the car, turned her around, bent her over and lifted one of her legs and just speared her pussy with my penis. She let out a loud gasp/moan and I just started thrusting deeper and harder with every sound she made. I was like an animal that couldn’t process anything other than blind ravenous lust.

She raised her head and I remembered grabbing a handful of her hair and pulled it back until my face was next to hers. I was still pounding her pussy from behind and I felt her legs begin to quiver, her breath got both deep and shallow as she seemed stuck in time and frozen and then her body changed scent and she almost collapsed. The heat from my cock felt like a furnace and I could feel the cum surging from my balls into my shaft. As I inched nearer and nearer to cumming inside her I pulled out and smashed my pelvis into her ass. I continued rubbing my cock against her butt cheeks as if I was still inside her and felt my energy and cum explode at the same time. My mind was completely blank as I felt the cum rushing out my dick and being smeared on Candy’s ass. Even after I came I just continued to rub my cock on her ass. Candy reached into her bag and pulled out some tissues and wiped the semen off of her butt and wiped the residue from my dick and stomach as well.

She let me sit on the passenger side of the car and got into the drivers seat. She brought back up the directions on sat nav and drove off. I really don’t remember too much about the rest of the drive to the cottage but I do remember Candy telling me that if the drive to get there was that good…she she was really looking forward to the weekend.

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John’s Story

I never knew what hit me. I mean, I’ve had encounters of the sexual kind before, but this was, well. . .

I had better back up a bit. I’m John Thonth, a 42 year old math teacher at a pretty well known college. That’s being modest: I’m chair of the math department and I’m really good at teaching and research, but this story will show you I’m lousy at personal relationships.

Some women have called me a professional bachelor, others have called me worse than that. I may not be married, but I like going through the motions. The more experienced men reading this story will appreciate that some ladies are much better at those particular motions than others. This story is about one of those ladies…

I dated Jayne M six or seven years ago. Jayne is a professor in the biology department here, and she was probably one of the most attractive women I ever knew. She was a sophisticated classy lady, one any man would be proud to have on his arm. You wouldn’t think it when you looked at her, but there was a big bonus — she was as exciting and adventurous as you could imagine in the bedroom. She claimed I was only her fourth (or was it fifth?) lover, and that included her ex husband. One of them had to have been an inspiring teacher of sexual techniques, and Jayne was a good student

I thought about Jayne often. Sometimes those memories kept me warm at night when I was in bed by myself. Hell, sometimes I thought about her when whoever I was having sex with isn’t very exciting.

What happened between her and me, why weren’t we still together, you might ask. Well, that’s easy. The only thing we had in common was sex. She liked chamber music, I wanted country. She liked old classic movies, I watched the newest films. Long dresses and fine restaurants worked for her, blue jeans and local bars were better for me. We figured out we didn’t have a future together and agreed we’d just be dates and sex partners of convenience.

It wasn’t much later when we stopped seeing each other – no hard feelings – and a year after that she married a guy who I guess was a much better match for her than I was. I wished her well, and meant it. Still, when I’d see her on campus I’d remember the hot times we had and wished it was possible to go back to them, at least for a while.

It’s not that I saw her on campus much. I didn’t go there often during the summer. Hell, if you know anything about faculty workloads, you’ll know I didn’t go on campus much period — tenure is a wonderful thing.

My grad students did know I was on call for them, and everyone knew I spent Tuesday afternoons in my on campus office unless that interfered with a tee time or some other afternoon delight.

On the Tuesday before the 4th of July this year I meandered over to campus and began going through the stack of papers in my in box when I saw Jayne walking by. She waved and I asked her to join me for a cup of coffee. It turns out, she said, she was looking for the chairman of the physics department. He had a small “this is my office for thinking, everyone keep out” place in the math building. Jayne said she was working on a joint biology/physics grant. He wasn’t around, so we chatted about old times and flirted a little bit. Things were fine in her life, she said, although she did say her husband was away a lot.

Hmm.

“Is he away now?” It turned out he was. “Well, is there any reason we shouldn’t have a dinner together, or at least a drink to celebrate old times?”

She thought about that for a minute or two, then agreed a salad and some wine the next night would be a nice way to spend the evening.

“My place or yours?” I asked with a big smile to prove I wasn’t serious.

We agreed a TGI Fridays a dozen miles away would be a good place to meet. It wasn’t popular with people either of us knew, and Friday’s salad selections would work for both of us. It was an informal enough place so that our meeting couldn’t be classified as a ‘date’. We both knew it would be different if we had gone to one of the better restaurants right in town. People might have noticed and tongues would have wagged.

I looked forward to that quasi date: Jayne was fun to be with and we had some catching up to do.

We met around 9 the next night. It was an odd evening, there was a tension in the air, probably because she was a married woman now. That didn’t make a lot of sense though, she knew I never dated, much less bedded, married women (why get shot by a husband when there was so much legal opportunity around?)

Besides, this wasn’t a real date after teach that-bitch porno all, it was just two people who were alone enjoying each other’s company. I did some pro-forma flirting: that’s almost a reflex for me. She gave as well as she took, making it even more fun. Like I said, she was really great in bed, and playing flirting games would give me something to think about when I went home and wrapped my fist around my cock.

She asked about how I was doing and I was honest enough with her. Yes, I was seeing someone she didn’t know pretty regularly, but Joyce – that was my date’s name – wasn’t ever going to be a life partner. Yes, I still lived in the same house, but now my bed was king sized, not queen. “A bigger playground?” she wanted to know, and she was right. I didn’t tell her about the scarves under the bed that could be tied to its corners or the video cameras I installed sometime after she and I had broken up. Hey, when I’m alone I’d rather be the star in the porno films I watch!

It was natural to ask about where she lived, too. “Oh, we have a place over in the Pines.” I knew The Pines. It was a gated community with large houses on large lots, and there was a private golf course there, too.

“Wow, your husband does pretty well, doesn’t he?”

“We do pretty well,” she corrected me, “but you’re right, he makes three times what I do.”

“And he’s often away,” I added.

“Yes, it does get lonely,” she agreed

There was a quiet minute or two. I expected her to say goodbye and go home.

That’s not he way the conversation went… “Have you ever been to The Pines?” she asked.

“I played golf there once a long time ago. It seemed really nice and the houses all looked like they should be called estates.”

“They are mostly big houses, you’re right.”

“I’d like to see some of them close up,” I said, which was true enough but also a flirt and in a real way, a gambit.

She accepted it. “Would you like to see our place?”

That was a no brainer: “I’d love to.”

Jayne took the napkin from her lap, and very delibertly draped it over her dish and said “Follow me.”

I got the bill paid, and somehow my Toyota kept up with her not very aggressively driven 7 series Beamer. That was odd, years ago she was a fast driver: careful, but fast. We didn’t go to the Pine’s main gate – there was an owner’s gate that was radio controlled. The gate swung open for her, and closed. I almost expected her to just drive away, but she opened it again for me.

Their house lot was so big that when I drove into the driveway I could not see any other house, just some lights through the trees.

It was beautiful house, a fitting place for her to live, and I told her so. I got a quick tour, then we settled into the den with its big fireplace.

The den had two large sliding doors that opened onto a patio. She turned on the outside lights. I could see a pool out there, and a high wooden fence. “That gives us lots of privacy,” she said. I’d have liked to have gone swimming with her in that private pool but that was an offer she wasn’t making. She pulled set of gauze curtains over the doors – the other set looked heavy and opaque – then turned off the outside lights. The glass doors seemed to turn into mirrors and the den appeared even larger. The room had leather furniture and reeked of quality and class. The floor was slate, with an Oriental rug in front of the fireplace, and big cushions there, for less formal sitting.

That’s where we sat. We toasted each other and old times. I didn’t know where this evening was going, I was somehow all off balance all night. “I’ll be right back” Jayne said after a little while, and she left the room. I briefly thought this was going to be one of those times when the lady returns in a negligee, or nude, then laughed at myself. That wouldn’t happen tonight but when I got home I’d sure pretend it did. I’d be ejaculating into a tissue instead of where I’d have liked to deposit that protein. After all, Jayne was married and some things were not meant to be.

Then she returned.

The suit she was wearing was gone, replaced by a white robe that ended above her knees. It was made of some kind of satin that clung to everything underneath is and it was obvious the only thing it was clinging to was Jayne. This was the kind of thing men dream about, but these dreams don’t often happen. Maybe some things WERE meant to be.

I stood, wanting to take her in my arms, but she put her hand on my chest. “I want to do this my way,” she told me and then moved behind me. This was her house: we’d follow her rules and her route. We both knew how it was going to end.

I could see our reflections in the patio teamskeet porno doors, the curtains covering them just softened the image a little. I watched and felt her arms move around me, saw her hands stroking my chest and my belly, and felt them brush over my crotch. “I can feel that I have that old effect on you,” she said, cupping me ever so softly.

“You sure do.”

I stood there while her fingers pulled my golf shirt from my slacks, then I raised my arms as she pulled it up. She couldn’t get it over my head; I took it off the rest of the way. I was glad, looking at our reflections, that I stayed fit. I wanted to turn to face her but she stopped me from doing that, kept me facing our reflections. “I like watching us,” she said. One of her arms was around my chest, then other, on my belly and then I could feel her lips on the center of my back! I thought I’d explode.

I wished we were at my place, I’d have the cameras running and be able to watch this seduction whenever I wanted. “Next time,” I promised myself. Somehow I controlled myself, and both of her hands moved to my belt. I stood there, arms at my side, watching and feeling and enjoying the sensations of a beautiful woman undressing me, her delicate fingers fumbling for a moment with my belt, then with the clasp on my slacks, then my zipper. She pushed my pants down, and I helped by kicking off my boat shoes and stepping out of my slacks. I still had on boxer shorts but they weren’t doing an especially good job of hiding my erection. That erection didn’t get any smaller when I saw her hand slip under the elastic, and for sure got even harder when I could feel that hand with its magic touch stroke me. “That feels nice,” she said, “it feels the way I remember it.” Did that mean she thought about me, fantasize about me, the way I did about her?

Her hands moved to my waist and she pushed the boxers down. I could feel the waistband drag down my cock, and watched in the window’s reflection as the band slipped over my penis’s head. It – I –sprung free, exposed. She pushed the shorts to my knees and I did the rest and stepped out of them. I was standing naked in front of her, feeling her hands move onto my hips, then stop. “I remember when we were dating that you told me you would never have sex with a married woman. I’m married, are we going to have a problem?” she asked.

Her fingers moved over my cock, I had forgotten how wonderful her touch was. “I’ll make an exception to that rule tonight, if you’re willing to break it with me,” I told her. She reached under my penis, cupped my scrotum, and I could feel her lips on my back.

“I want what I have in my hands, John, I want to break that rule of yours, I want to do things to you, and put this thing in me” she said, and her lips moved along my back, lower, then finally over to my hip. She moved a quarter of the way around me, and tuned me the other ninety degrees. I looked down at this woman, now on her knees in front of me. I wanted to pull her mouth onto my cock, to control her and dominate her but she wasn’t having any of that.

“Just put your hands down, I’ll do this my way,” she said. Was this going to be a tease?

Well, no.

She moved toward me, and her lips touched my cock’s head, offering it only the softest kiss. She pulled one of my arms to the front, and wrapped my fingers around my erection. “Stroke yourself for me,” she said. I started masturbating – if she wanted a facial I’d give it to her.

As I pushed my cock through my fist she opened her mouth wide and took the exposed end into her mouth.

SHE TOOK IT IN!

She held my scrotum with one hand, and the other was around me, fingering my anus, then more than that, poking into it, while she blew me! I thought she was great before, but this was new. Someone taught her new tricks, tricks I didn’t know!

Could it have been her husband? I was getting a world class blow job from someone else’s wife! The analytical part of my brain began questioning my policy of staying away from married women — if they were this good, that policy was ending right now!

It was an erotic oral adventure. She knew enough to apply tight pressure around my cock when she felt me start to come so she could prevent a premature ejaculation. I heard of that, but never had it done to me with someone’s lips!

She finally pulled me down to the cushions on the floor. I was on my back, my penis was sticking up like some kind of a May Pole,. She knelt at my feet and untied the robe’s belt. She held the damned thing closed while she pushed it off her shoulders, looked at me and asked “Is this what you remember?” She relaxed her hands and the robe slid down her arms, off her breasts, off of her hands, and she was naked.

Then tecavuz porno she was beside me on the cushions, and I was lapping at her, sucking at her, feeling her arousal, feeling her needs and satisfying them.

But not for long. She pushed me onto my back, I was sticking straight up again. She got over me, put her hands on my shoulders to support herself, centered her vagina over my cock and then just lowered herself onto me. I mean, the only parts of us that were touching were her hands on my shoulders and our pelvises! I forgot how wet Jayne would get, and how she was never too tight for a first penetration. Every time I had sex with her going in the first time was like moving in the heaviest warm cream, with her just tight enough to provide ideal stimulation. Like I said at the start of this story, some women are better than others

I looked down between us, we were having fully exposed sex. I loved seeing my penis shine with her lubrication when as she lifted off me, then I would sink deep inside her when she came down.

We rolled over into a classic missionary position and rammed into each other for what seemed only a couple of minutes. She reached between us and stroked me, masturbated me, while I fucked her. That was new, too, and it worked. Oh god it worked, I came in what seemed like buckets full.

I fell onto her way sooner than usual, empty and exhausted. We somehow rolled away from each other. I was soft, wet and soft. I wanted to cuddle, to have her touch me some more, and maybe we’d have sex again, this time more slowly, like we used to.

“You’ll have to go, John,” she said, ruining my plans. “You can’t spend the night. I don’t want the homeowner’s security guys seeing your car here, people will talk and I don’t want that to happen.”

“I want to see you again,” I told her. She was even better than I remembered, and I didn’t want to give it up, even if she was married. “I don’t think so, John. Nothing good would come of that, would it? I don’t want to put my lifestyle here at risk and we already know the only thing you and I have in common is sex. That’s not enough.”

“But,” I argued, “but wasn’t it good? Weren’t we good together?”

“We always were,” she agreed, “but this was only a one night stand, nothing more. I loved it, I hope you did too, but it’ll have to be enough. Try to remember me kindly, John.”

I dressed and left. I’d remember her all right, but somehow felt hollow, used. I knew when the security gate closed behind my car it also closed her off from me for ever.

But I’d remember. Oh, I’d remember the way she looked, the way she felt. I’d wish, maybe for the rest of my life, that we would have made a go of it. I did know a little of Jayne was better than none of her. Was it Garth Brooks who sang a song talking about broken romances, but concluded he wouldn’t have wanted to miss the dance?

I’m glad I had that last dance. I was man enough to hope her husband would never find out: she deserved the life she had. And me? I was pretty sure I’d be comparing her to other women for the rest of my life.

Then something odd and good happened. Jayne brought her husband to a faculty mixer a few days ago and introduced us. I somehow never knew his name was Walter. He shook my hand, of course, but he looked at me in the strangest way. I had to wonder: did he suspect something? Did he know something? Then the answer came to me: I’m sure Jayne told him we used to date before she met him. That’s the reason he had that knowing look in his eye: he thought we shared the same woman at different times.

When I was driving home I laughed out loud at that thought. The times we shared the same woman were not as far apart as the thought — it’s not that big a difference in time, Wally! It was days, not years.

The laugh was on me, though, because tonight he was going to be next to her, and me? I would just have my memories, and my fist, and a box of tissues.

Laughter and tears aren’t really that far apart. I didn’t expect my bedside tissues would be wet with tears and that I’d be hugging a pillow, but that’s what happened.

There was another song from my youth, it was about loving the one you’re with. The woman I had been dating for six months, but not seriously, was really very nice. For the first time in my life, I began thinking about spending a lifetime with a one woman.

I’m not even sure how I came to make the decision, but somehow my phone was against my ear, and hers was ringing. “Hi Joyce,” I said, “I know it’s late, but I’d love to talk with you for a while tonight. Can I come over, or would you like to come here?”

She lived 10 miles away. In the 15 minutes it took for her to come to my house I had gotten rid of the scarves that were under the bed and disabled three video cameras. A little while later, after she got over the shock of my question and said ‘yes’ we were holding each other, connected in every way, complete.

And here’s the best part. I not once thought about Jayne.

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He waited impatiently in the airport terminal for his girlfriend to arrive nothing could calm his excitement. His girlfriend of five months was returning from a business trip and had been away for two weeks. Joey and Amber were a very “close” couple often having sex 2 to 3 times a day and sometimes retreating to mutual masturbation in front of each other. While Amber had been gone the couple ran up their phone bills talking for hours at night only being able to have constant phone sex. Some day’s Joey would call Amber’s mobile while she was at work, Amber would pretend it was an important business call but it would really be Joey masturbating… teasing her. However, Amber loved listening… the rush of seeing all her business associates trying to figure out why her face was so red thrilled her. In her breaks Amber would do the same thing calling Joey and masturbating for him.

This was the longest the two had been apart since they had met, as the monitors declared that the plane had landed and the people stared to move through the doors into the terminal Joey began frantically moving his head around trying to find her. When he found her doing the same thing he smiled and immediately relaxed as she ran towards him jumping into his arms and kissing him passionately. After their kiss Joey picked up Amber’s bags and they headed for the car.

The trip home was “interesting” to say the least; both were extremely aroused and as fate would have it conversation slowly drifted. “I’m not wearing any underwear,” Amber said with a cheeky smile. Amber was wearing a denim skirt and instinctively opened her legs slightly as she saw Joey’s hand leave the steering wheel and land on her knee. Slowly sliding his hand up, Amber closed her eyes, his hand finally come to rest between her legs immediately upon feeling that she in fact did not have any underwear on, his hand went straight back to the wheel… teasing her. Amber gave out a little frustrated giggle and chose to fight fire with fire, pulling her skirt up and opening her legs she gently began to rub her clit as Joey drove. This was too much for Joey for he knew that he could never beat her. Amber let out a little moan sending Joey over the edge and he pulled over. When the car had stopped her reached student sex parties porno over and immediately began pashing Amber.

They kissed for a few moments, Joey began to caress Amber’s leg getting higher each time. As he reached the top of Amber’s thigh he slid two fingers straight into the top of her wet pussy sending shock waves through her body as she bit Joey’s neck. He began fingering her faster and faster Amber was getting close as she reached over sliding her hand inside Joey’s pants rubbing him as he fingered her using his thumb against her clit. She came hard as they kissed, Joey’s fingers slowed and he placed his forehead against hers, they smiled and Joey retreated back into the divers seat, Amber followed.

Her hand was still in Joey’s pants stroking him up and down she brought his hard cock out immediately putting it into her mouth. She tickled the tip with the tip of her tongue as she gently stroked him. She began sucking harder and stroking him harder, as she took her mouth of his hard cock he came, shooting onto his stomach. After he came back down to reality she licked as much as cum as she could from his cock and stomach and Joey started the car driving back to his apartment.

When they arrived Joey grabbed Amber’s bags taking them inside for her. Amber was staying at his place for the next few days since it was an hour drive to her house and neither party felt up to an hour-long drive when Joey’s place was so close. As soon as the couple entered the apartment and Joey had put down her bags Amber ran towards him jumping into his arms forcing him down onto the bed. Amber had never been in Joey’s apartment and no matter how horny she was she couldn’t help but look around plus she loved teasing him. She explored his house as Joey just lay on the bed with a smile on his face thinking that he could get her attention by masturbating on his bed. However, Amber’s attention had been diverted to the 2 sets of hand cuffs that she found at the bottom of his bed head hidden from plain view. She slid her hand down the back of his bed immediately Joey sat up worried. Amber picked up one set of the handcuffs still attached to the bed head and smiled. Joey was worried that she wasn’t into the type of stuff he was. However what Amber did next surprised him she seductively took off all her cloths and handcuffed her left hand to the bed head and gestured Joey to cuff her right.

Joey did so with a sort of cheesy grin he had fantasized about this for years but had never met a woman who would willingly want to be submissive cuckolds porno hand cuffed and let his will be done upon her. Joey was not into extreme types of bondage however he did like mild doses. When Amber had been successfully hand cuffed to the bed head Joey blindfolded her and traced his fingertips down the entire length of her naked body. His fingers trailed down over her forehead, down her checks, over her lips, down her neck, over her chest and breasts, down her stomach, then each hand caressed down each leg. Amber began to moan as his fingers trailed her inner thighs.

He smiled and removed his cloths, knelling on the bed and cuffing her legs. Joey then when to the kitchen and found a rose that he was planning to give to Amber at the airport but had forgotten. He thought this convenient when remembering how Amber had jumped on him; he gave a little chuckle to himself picking up the rose “She will like this more anyway.” He thought to himself looking at the rose and walking back to Amber. He knelled back down on the bed placing the rose to Amber forehead.

Moving it down he placed it under her nose and let her smell its sweetness, he ran it down over her neck running it around her collarbone. Sliding it down to her breasts he ran the rose around her left nipple and then leaned down to kiss it and nibble it, then doing the same to Amber’s other breast. Moving the rose down over her stomach he circled her cute little belly button leaning in to kiss it also. He then used the rose to caress her inner thighs and over her shaved pussy. Amber’s back arched as the rose touched her clit Joey leaning in yet again and slid his tongue around Amber’s clit smiling to himself as she moaned knowing that this was only the beginning.

He put the rose on the bedside table retreating to the kitchen again to find more goodies. He took a glass from the cupboard filling it with water and ice, going back into his bedroom seeing Amber there naked was driving him crazy but they were both having such a great time.

He put the glass next to the rose and fished for an ice cube; he held the ice above her head letting the drips fall on her lips, then her breasts and lastly a few drips on her clit. Placing the ice on her forehead he let it slide down her nose, lips, neck, breasts concentrating on her nipples, then down to her pussy where he began to rub the ice against her clit. Amber immediately began to moan loudly and as she got closer Joey stopped then pushed the ice cube deep inside her Amber squealed at the unique pleasure taboo heat porno she was feeling.

Joey went to the kitchen retrieving a candle he lit it there and walked back to his bedroom. Joey knew that hot wax was one of Amber’s biggest turn on’s, he knelled on the bed again and began to drip the hot wax onto Amber’s breasts without warning. She started moaning straight away, her pelvis began to move up and down slowly as the wax dripped onto her body. He dripped the wax around her nipples and stomach, lastly he dropped one droplet from about a foot above Amber straight onto her clit, Amber screamed at the pleasure and wanted nothing more then to fuck Joey right there and then. Her clit was throbbing and her body ached for him, she began wondering weather she made a mistake but she was loving every second knowing she would have her time with him later.

Joey went into his office getting his letter opener, which was an exotic dagger; knelling beside her he used it to peel off the wax. The feel of the cold steel against her body drove her insane turning her on a lot more then she would have thought. After the wax has been removed Joey removed he leg cuffs and cautiously removed her right hand cuff, she didn’t move she just kept breathing deeply. He removed her blindfold and he opened her eyes and looked at him in awe. Her head looked to her left hand as Joey opened the cuffs.

As soon as they were open Amber leapt at him pashing him, Joey knelled with his right leg in between Ambers legs and he held her, pashing her. Amber began to press herself against his leg rubbing her wet pussy against his leg as they kissed. She pushed him down on his back kissing down his body, biting his nipples, kissing down further she took Joey’s hard wet cock into her mouth sucking it madly. He sat up stopping her and kissing her again, she just pushed him down again but this time onto the pillows where she had been laying. She knelled over his lap gently masturbating in front of him smiling, then slowly siding herself down onto Joeys cock.

She took all of him inside her as deep as he could go and then gently started to rock back and forth and in and out. She put her hands on Joey’s chest and threw her head back as she fucked him faster. Joey moaned as he begged her to fuck him, Joey then whipped her round onto her back, kissing down her neck biting and sucking it hard. Kissing down her chest he bit her nipples and kissed straight down to her clit where he began licking it fast. He slid two fingers inside her getting faster and faster until Amber told him she was getting close. He stopped and slid another piece of ice inside her followed by his hard cock.

He fucked her harder and harder, Amber began to scream as she came before Joey but not to long before. As the two slowed down Joey came to lay down beside her they looked into each others eyes and Amber Whispered to him “I Love You”.

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I’m a little groggy, just barely beginning to wake up. The room is almost dark, some light coming in around the blind on the window. I realize I’m spooned up against the back of someone, flesh on flesh. I smile, remembering last night. Great sex. He ate me longer and better than anyone ever has. I had orgasms over and over. Just remembering makes me rub against him some more. And then we fucked. And fucked. Changing positions. Just terrific. I reach over his side and hunt with my fingers for his cock. A lovely strong cock. It’s erect. Hard. Feels so sexy. Do all men wake up with an erection?

I hold on to it and move back a little and push him onto his back. He makes a little noise but he’s still asleep. I get up on my knees and move around to get to it. With every thing we did last night, I never tasted him. Just feeling and seeing his really lovely big thing makes me feel sexy. I lean down, holding it, and kiss it, lick the top. I get my lips over the head and lick it some more. I have to spread my jaws really wide to start getting more of it into my mouth. I love this, it’s just what sex is all about. I get a bunch of it in but can’t swallow it all. I hold on to the rest of it with several fingers.

I suck and lick and grip with my lips and slide up a little, then take it back in again. I can feel him moving. As I suck him he feels my butt, moves his hand to slide a finger into me. He reaches with his other hand and pulls on my thigh. “Let me taste you, too,” he sort of grunts out so I move my bottom and get my leg over him. I keep on holding him and sucking him and straddle him and get my pussy somewhere near his face. I can’t believe I taste very good after last night, all his stuff and mine in there. But I can feel his tongue licking me, his finger sliding back into me. I slide up and down on his cock with my lips and tongue, jerking him off as much as I can with my hand, too.

He lasts and female agent porno lasts. My mouth is almost getting tired. But I love what he’s doing to me. I’m getting so darned aroused I can hardly stand it. I lift my bottom and almost jump, getting turned around and back over him again, my pussy sitting on his big cock. I hold it and lower myself. It feels perfect, filling me. I love this. He pushes with his hips as I move on him. I use my thigh muscles to start raising and lowering on him, fucking him. This is all just so perfect. He has hold of my waist, moves a hand up to one breast to try and hold it, play with my nipple. I just keep fucking him, bouncing on him. Harder, faster.

I’m cumming. It almost hurts it feels so good, him up in me. Then I can feel him actually getting even harder and then he’s shooting his stuff up into me. I go up and down on him a couple more times then lean forward, laying on him. I have to slide up to kiss him and his cock comes out. I lay on him and we kiss. I roll off to the side. put my arm back over him, one leg up on his leg, lean my body against him.

“You quit sucking me. You don’t like that?”

“No, I do love it. But. Well, when I was a kid I used to go with my mother to the market. We would stop at the frozen pies and she’d have me pick out one. I really like cherry pie, tangy cherry pie. And I like berry pie and cream pies and more. But I’d look at them all and wonder and then pick apple. Always apple. I liked them all but liked apple best. It’s the same with cock. I like to suck a cock. It’s sexy in my mouth. But I like having it in my vagina even more. So I started sucking you. I wanted to. I liked it. But then I realized that I really wanted to fuck you, to have it in my vagina. I was also surprised you wanted to eat me. I mean, I must have been sort of cruddy, with all the stuff from last night still there. I’m not female fake taxi porno complaining. Last night you ate me better than anyone and did it for a long time, longer than anyone ever has. I loved it. So I love it but didn’t expect you to want to do it this morning.”

“You have a delicious pussy. A beautiful pussy. I could eat you forever. I think you taste better the more aroused you get, the more you cum. So I liked your taste this morning. Sexier and stronger than when you’re clean and we’re just starting.”

I lean on top of him and kiss him. He grabs my butt. “I have to go to the john. Then I think I need a shower.” I purposely crawl over him rubbing against him and head into the bathroom. I turn on the light and look in the mirror. Crap. No make up at all, my hair all over the place. I look like Hell. I sit on the john and pee. He comes in and stands there watching me, using one hand to sort of play with himself a little. “You like watching me pee?”

“You have a gorgeous body,” he says. “Lovely tits. I should have spent more time on those last night but I guess I’m like you with cocks, I’m really a cunt man . And you have a really good one.”

I wipe myself and lean into the tub to turn the water on, then the shower. I adjust the water until it’s seems right. I step in but don’t slide the glass door shut. He steps in after me. I turn to him and put my arms around him and we kiss. I get the little bar of soap and start washing him. Not his face or hair, but his body. I get down to his waist and ask him to turn around and he does. I get his back and then kneel down to wash his butt and legs and then ask him to turn again. I wash up his legs and then get to his cock and balls. I lather them a lot and feel them and play with them as I wash them. He starts getting hard. I lean to it and kiss the head. Then stand up.

He takes the soap and glory hole secrets porno does the same to me, washing me bare handed. He spends some time on my breasts, tells me how great they are, then down onto my stomach. I turn and he does my back, like I did his, then my ass. He actually kisses my ass. Then down my legs and I turn again. He does with me like I did him and starts working on my pussy. I lift one leg and get it up on his shoulder. After the water rinses me a little he leans against me and kisses me there, then licks up and down a couple times. He looks up at me and grins.

Then he stands up, holding my leg up and uses a hand to aim his cock into me. He uses his legs to push up into me. I’ve done this before, fucking in a shower. it’s sexy. Our bodies are against one another, his pressing me against the wall. I get my other leg up, sort of on his hip, so my whole body is held up by his cock in me. As he pushes up into me, he lifts me. As he pulls back, my weight drops down some and then he lifts me again. And again and again. Nothing can be sexier. I don’t last as long as him. I must cum at least twice, maybe never stop, until he finally does, too. We hold on to one another, both all hot and bothered, our bodies locked together, the water running over us.

He finally pulls back some, sliding out of me. We maneuver around a little then get out and dry each other off. Then back out into the bedroom. “I need to get back to my place, brush my teeth, comb my hair, put on something other than what I wore last night,” I tell him and start pulling my underwear on.

He says that he needs to go, too, not pay another day for the hotel room.

I’m dressed first. I kiss him and leave. The door closes behind me. Down the hall and then I’m in the elevator going down. I smile. It was a great night. Very sexy. I don’t remember his name, wonder if I ever knew it. But I have to get home. Doug’s probably getting on an airplane right now, heading home from his business trip. I need to get cleaned up, probably get a roast in the oven. I smile some more, thinking of how horny Doug will be, gone for five days. Tonight may be even better than last night. He doesn’t eat me as good but Doug’s cock is even better than what’s his name’s was.

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Authors note: My stories “Son & nudist mom fuck like crazy” chapter 1 and 2 are actually based on reality.

On the Jerry Springer show in the United States there was a show called “I refuse to wear clothes.” Where Two gorgeous, blonde nudist named Adara and Amanda actually came on stage and stripped nude and explained to Jerry Springer and the audience that they go shopping, to the bank, and to work in the buff.

Adara and Amanda are both strippers who go nude everywhere while their boyfriends film them with camcorders. I have a tape on these nudist at my house. These nudist live in the city of Chicago to boot. You see these nudist on tape going shopping, getting in a cab, walking down the street-all in the buff.

The nudist girls say the police don’t arrest them or anything they are just turned on by all of this like everyone else. So my story with a lovely, blonde lady walking around nude is based on reality.

Plus some people have also written to me in Chapter one of this story that a lady could not have a child at thirteen years old. Although this is not common I have heard of at least one case of this in the United States.

Some people have also written to me in Chapter one of this story that the ladies son couldn’t be away from college for a full year without coming home at least once for Christmas.

This does not happen often but it does happen sometimes. I heard of some students in my college who did not come home for the holidays and stayed the whole year at their dorms until summer arrived again. Not everyone can go home for the holidays for whatever reason.

And last but not least Boom-booms body transformation is not common but we have all seen before and after pictures of a once obese lady turning into a gorgeous, bombshell in a short period of time havent we? So It is possible, as well as it is possible a hot mother and son romping in the sack!

If you did not like chapter one of my story it’s your choice if you want to read chapter 2 or not. If you liked chapter one. Thank you and please enjoy this one too.

Plus one final note. Many of these Literotica stories are fantasies anyway. So please just loosen up and enjoy.

We arent inventing the cure for cancer here you know. I am just trying my best to sexually entertain you with my stories here. That’s all!And please read Chapter one of this story before reading Chapter two. It will make more sense. Thank you And on with “Son & nudist mom fuck like crazy.” Chapter 2.

My name is Tommy Roberts. I just returned home from college after being away for a full year and discover that my mother, Loni Roberts has gone through a major body transformation.

My mother, who was once an ugly, fat duckling had now turned into a beautiful swan in a relatively short period of time and I loved it!

My mother Loni Roberts has gone through such a major body transformation I now nickname her Boom-Boom, because of the way her massive jugs bounce up and down when she struts.

I was sitting at the breakfast table one morning staring at Boom-boom with unscrewing eye-balls as she served me a breakfast of scrambled eggs,toast and sausage with orange juice on the side.

Boom-boom was wearing a short, small, white apron around her waist that just barely covered her succulent pussy, along with “Fuck me” Mule sandal high heeled shoes on her feet.

I even caught flashes of her succulent pussy as she walked briskly back and forth from the kitchen as her apron flew up.

I just could not get enough of my mothers fresh faced, tanned, golden girl looks with big ocean blue eyes.

The rest of her body looked dynamite too, as I looked down at her Enormous twin hemispheres of flesh, with wide areole and big pink nipples, slim curvy waist, fantastic ass, endless long legs, and well- toned arms.

My Mother, Boom-boom then caught me staring at her with great lust in my eyes.

“My, my Tommy dear, your pajama pants look like someone had put a baseball bat inside of them!” she giggled.

“Did looking at your mommy’s sexy face and hot bod make you do all that?” she teased. knowing full well that it did.

“Yes, it did Boom-boom and believe me my cock not only looks like a baseball bat it is as hard as one too.” I answered back smiling.

“I am sure that it is my son, but I hope you can finish eating your breakfast with your throbbing cock just aching to be relieved like that.” Boom-boom teased.

“I will manage.” I replied, as my cock grew even harder, excited over my mom’s sexy talk.

“Thanks for saluting me with your enormous,flag son. It’s sure is flattering to see you pitching your pajama pants up like an enormous circus tent over me like that! ” Boom-boom laughed excitedly as she stared at my dick twitching wildly over her.

“Don’t mention it mom. Hell! I do it all the time. It’s impossible for me not to with your voluptous body strutting around the house in the buff all the time.” I answered back smiling.

“By the way Can I have some more orange juice Boom-boom?” I asked.

“Sure you can sweetie.” grup sex Boom-boom purred.

Boom-boom then strolled over sexily to where I was sitting and casually bent over in front of me as she refilled my glass with orange juice.

As she was leaning over giving me more juice, Boom-boom gave me a full moon shot of her fantastic ass as she quickly slipped off her little white apron,letting it fall to the floor at her feet.

As soon as Boom-boom did this her fantastic, firm shapely butt-cheeks and very succulent pussy were right in my face.

I was so close to her quivering pussy and ass that I could see pre-cum glistening her pussy lips.

Boom-boom then started to wiggle her ass sexily in my face.

Sweet jesus! My mother,Boom-booms teasing was just too much for any man to take!

She was ready to fuck and so was I, As my cock instantly went like rock, as I then quickly lost my pajamas and I grabbed her curvy hips, as I put her succulent pussy right into my rock,throbbing cock as I furiously began to bang away.

“Ohhh! Yes! Baby! Yesss! Fuck your mother good with that big, fat cock of yours!” she cried as I started to fuck my gorgeous, super-stacked mother more rapidly.

“Ooohh! god! Baby! Thats it! That’s it! You are starting to hit my G-spot.” she moaned as I kept pumping away inside of her.

Boom-boom was far more energetic than any busty cheerleader that I had ever dated in my high school days when she was bouncing rapidly up and down my cock like that and I loved it.

“OOhh! fuck!” Boom-boom cried as she exploded mightily in an earth shattering orgasm that rocked her whole body wildly to and fro, making her “Fuck me” Mule sandal high heeled shoes fall completely off.

“Ohh! god! Tommy! Keep on fucking me baby cause I am coming again!” She moaned pleasurably as she orgasmed even mightier.

My cock was still as hard as rock with my mother,Boom-boom still hopping up and down on it vigorously.

“Jesus Tommy, you are doing it to me again!” Boom-boom laughed excitedly as she braced herself as a gigantic orgasm rocked her whole body.

“Wow! Tommy If you keep fucking mama like this she is going to pass out in lust!”

“Won’t you give your mama a little breather from orgasming so much?” she giggled excitedly, as she closed her eyes bracing herself for another incredible orgasm.

“OOHH! baby!” Boom-boom moaned as her body rocked again in incredible orgasm.

Boom-boom did not think her son, Tommy could possibly give her still another orgasm after giving her so many already.

It was impossible, absolutely impossible. And yet..the feeling began to sweep over her. The incredible mind-blowing buildup of a storm waiting to break as she closed her eyes to brace herself once more as “Boom!” she almost exploded so hard she almost passed out on her own sons lap while still being impaled on his massive dong, as electricity raced through her body as she orgasmed wildly again!

God! Did her son know how to fuck a woman!

Boom-boom was rocking so wildly on her sons dick that it soon triggered off his own orgasm as he came just as mightily inside of her.

“Whew! that was fun honey!” My mother, Boom boom giggled as she finally stopped rocking in pleasure, as she slowly started to get off my lap.

“Yeah, wasn’t it though.” I agreed breathlessly, as I touched her fantastic ass helping her off.

“Can I please cum for more?” Boom-boom asked laughing at her own wit.

“Yes, you can and please cum as many times as you like. I absolutely insist. I replied as we both broke out laughing.

My mother then told me to finish my breakfast as I then sat down very naked with her. Boom-boom then gave me one of her sly smiles as she stared at me.

“Tommy, I know that I have given you alot of surprises already with my great body transformation and all but I still have another surprise to spring on you.” she said excitedly.

“What’s that Boom-boom?” I asked curiously hoping that it would be a good surprise.

“Well, Tommy, since I have not seen you in a year since you have been away at college I decided that we need more of a mother and son bonding.”

“What do you call what we just did together ma?” I asked as I started to laugh.

Boom-boom started to laugh too but managed to control herself as she kept on talking. I don’t mean the sex we had together Tommy, I mean a real mother and son bonding where we go on a vacation together.

“A vacation together?” I asked.

“Yes, Tommy, I have made arrangements already to go to a clothing-optional resort in the Bahamas for two whole weeks.

“Really?” I asked dumbfounded.

“Yes, really son. There is a whole lot we can do over there like going to the beach, snorkeling, wind surfing,looking at the sights, meeting people and of course fucking our brains out in one of their fancy hotels I have paid for already.” My mother said proudly.

“That sounds great Boom-boom when do we leave?” I asked.

“We leave the day after tommorow. So pack your bags.” Boom latina fuck tour porno Boom answered sweetly.

I then looked at my mother with a sly smile of my own.

“We will both be nude at this clothing optional resort anyway so why do we have to pack any bags?” I asked laughing making her laugh as well.

“Very funny smarty pants, just bring your light summery clothes, like your shirts, shorts and sandals.” Boom boom replied still trying to control her laughter.

“And I will bring mine.”

I then dropped my fork on the ground by accident and reached under the table to pick it up. When I reached under the table to get my fork I suddennly saw my mothers long, shapely crossed legs, suddennly uncross, revealing to me her very succulent pussy, which was throbbing madly with excitement.

I could not help myself as I then lined my face up with my mothers cunt under the table as I then started to eat her sweet pussy out with my talented tongue.

“OOHH! YES! Baby! Yesss! Lick my cunt baby!” My mother,Boom-boom moaned as she soon came in many multiple, earth shattering orgasms, as my cock went up like a spring hearing her very erotic moans of pleasure.

My mothers pussy was flowing copiously as I continued licking it feverishly with my tongue.

After I brought my mother off to many orgasms. She pushed her chair back and stood up as I sat first on her chair and she sat on my rock, hard throbbing dong as we started to fuck like rabbits.

“OOHH! Baby! yess! Fuck your mother good with that massive horse sized dong of yours!” she gushed as I kept pumping excitedly away inside her pussy.

“OOHH! baby!” My mother moaned as she orgasmed mightily as I kept on pumping.

I knew I wasn’t going to last long either pumping my voluptous Mother like this as I suddennly lost total control and orgasmed wildly inside of her.

After this fuck session I then sat back on my chair again as I wiped off my fork with a napkin.

My mouth and dick felt fantastic after eating my moms pussy and fucking her like that.

I knew my mother, Boom-boom felt fantastic too because she kept making the most erotic moaning sounds you have ever heard in your whole life, as she started to put the cum from her pussy to her mouth. As soon as I saw my Mom do this my cock went like rock again pointing straight towards the ceiling.

I then stared lustilly at my mother, Boom-boom, as she stared lustilly at my very erect cock. And just when I was about to mention having sex with her again she read my mind, smiling slyly.

“Later baby ok?” she asked sweetly.

“Let’s finish breakfast first and then you can take me upstairs and bang my fucking lights out all over our water bed.” she continued.

“Ok, Boom-boom.” I replied.

“Do you think you can manage to hold off your monster cock from exploding until then?” she asked.

“Yes, Boom-boom.” I replied happily.

“Well I hope your horny mama can hold off till after we finish breakfast!” she replied giggling, as she crossed her long legs sexily and shimmied her giant boobs seductively at me, as we then enjoyed a delicious breakfast together.

After breakfast was over I helped my mother clean up as I then carried her upstairs and fucked her brains out all over the water bed!

After the sex I told my Mother that I was going to take a shower as I grabbed a wash cloth and hopped right in. I was only in the shower for a minute when I saw the shower curtains part and saw my mothers smiling at me totally nude.

“You didn’t think I was really going to let you shower all by yourself without me jumping in and joining you in the fun did you?” she laughed, huge boobs heaving.

“No, I really didn’t Boom-boom”. I answered as my cock jumped up like a spring over my very voluptous mother.

I tell you my mother looked like a playboy bunny and fucked like the energizer bunny. She had an insatiable sexual appetite.

“How did you get inside the door?” I then asked.

“With my long fingernail baby! One little turn with it in the doors keyhole opened the bathroom door right up and here I am!” she said excitedly.

“Now no more talk baby! Mommy just wants to fuck!” she said as she then hopped right into my arms, with me holding her up off of her feet, as her arms went around my neck and her long legs straddled my back, as I did what she told me to do and sank my horse sized dong right into her all to willing pussy, as we then had an hour fuck session right in our own shower together.

“OHH! Baby! Fuck your mother with that horse sized dong of yours!” she moaned as she went up and down vigorously on my cock like a pogo stick.

It was great fun watching my mothers cum pour like lava down my own cock when I was fucking her.I soon returned the favor by filling my mom’s pussy up with plenty of juice!

I gave my mother multiple orgasms in the shower as she gave me several powerful orgasms with that super-tight pussy and ass of hers.

After the shower and all the fucking I put on my clothes lezbiyen porno again, as my mother stayed nude, as we finally began to pack for our two weeks vacation in the Bahamas.

The trip to the Bahamas was only a short flight from where we lived in Florida and we were there in no time.

When we got to the clothing-optional resort we quickly checked into our hotel room and unpacked all our things. After this we went to the open-air, thatched roof bar on the beach.

Even though Boom-boom and I knew this was a clothing optional resort we were both stunned at the sight of all the naked bodies, swimming and sun bathing, But I noticed that my mother’s eyes were soon busy checking out all the muscular studs at the bar.

I wasn’t immune to all of this myself as I felt my cock begin to stir over all the lovely, nude women there. Even though most of the nude ladies were gorgeous not one of them could compete with my mother in the looks and body department. Boom-booms looks and bod were that awesome!

Boom-boom was wearing a short sleeved, white, spandex top. Her enormous, round bosom and big nipples poured out incredibly. She was also wearing tight white short-shorts with sandals on her feet while I was in a blue, short sleeved shirt, white shorts and sandals.

Boom-boom and I were the only two people wearing any clothes at this clothing optional resort and we both felt a little self conscious.

Boom-boom then began to mingle, and with her winning personality and looks I knew that she would make friends easily, as I soon noticed many of the muscular studs there with semi-erect cocks.

My mother then turned and smiled at me.

“Please, Order us some drinks son, I need to go back to the room.” she said as I nodded my head.

I drooled at my mothers fantastic body as she quickly took off her sandals and started to run back towards our hotel. Her super-sized tits jiggling all the way.

After my mother left I then began to order some drinks for us as I mingled with the lovely, nude young ladies at the bar.

In only a few short minutes I noticed out of the corner of my eye, Boom-boom walk back to the bar. When I turned my head to actually look at her, every guy there turned to look too, their once semi-erect cocks turning instantly into rock,hard throbbing monsters, as we all watched Boom-boom strut in wearing nothing at all.

Boom-boom was all smiles, gargantuan tits everywhere,big-tent pole sized nipples excitedly erect, as her long, shapely legs strutted sexily making her firm, shapely butt-cheeks sway provocatively from side to side.

My mother was an awesome sight to behold. She was the best looking and best bodied female in the place and she and everybody else knew it.

Boom-boom then smiled brightily at me.

“You know honey, I feel so much better now without any clothes.”

Why don’t you join us all?” she asked sweetly as I joined the rest of the muscular studs at the bar in growing full fledged hard-ons over my mothers super-voluptous, nude physique.

The other ladies at the bar could only look on in jealousy, knowing full well that their was no way in a million years that they could arouse so many male cocks at one time like Boom-boom could with her body!

Christ! The Bahamas bar looked like the United Nations building with all the different color flags waving over her!

All the hunky guys continued to stare and hover over my mothers fabulous, nude physique with unscrewing eye-balls, their enormous one eyed monsters pointing straight up towards the sky.

These sexy, young men could not believe how extraordinary lovely and super-curvaceous my mom was.

My mom had the most sensational pair of whopping “Jahoobies” that they ever seen in their whole lives, as my mother struck one sexy pose after another for their enjoyment,as I saw pre-cum tipping most of their dicks.

Now I was the only one in the place with clothes on, as I quickly excused myself to go back to the room and told her that I would meet her on the beach in a few minutes.

And sure enough when I returned I saw my gorgeous, super-stacked mom, as nude as can be talking to six muscular, naked studs whom she conversed with on the bar, as the other ladies continued to look on in jealousy.

Instead of being jealous of my mother being drooled over by all of these very hunky guys, I was sexually turned on over it and it made me instantly hard!

I was wondering how many of these nude men were looking at her gargantuan, round boobs and how it would feel to titty fuck her. All of them I would guess.

Boom-boom then saw me and waved for me to come over as she grabbed the arm of one particular well-chiseled, ebony Adonis.

“Honey,” she said as I reached her. “This is Jimmy Rider.”

“Jimmy is a bodybuilder like you are and has actually won a MR. Bahamas bodybuilding contest.” she said.

“He is also a wind-surfing pro.” my mother continued on proudly.

“That’s nice.” I replied smiling as I introduced myself and shook Jimmy’s hand.

“Jimmy is kind enough to teach us wind-surfing dear. What do you say?” she asked sweetly to me.

Although I am not gay I could not help noticing how gorgeous and extremely, muscular Jimmy was, along with the awesome size of his dick. Jimmy’s dick was a totally enormous, horse sized dong while still in a limp state.

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Because she had grown accustomed to me bringing her roses in the morning I wanted to surprise her. I worked late nights and always came home to my woman in the wee hours of the morn. I often stopped at a nearby gas station to grab a rose to leave on her pillow. Cuddled in her bed, a gentle smile always spread across her face as soon as she smelled the soft aroma. Looking at her beautiful smile and the way she wrapped herself in those bed sheets made me want something more. I wanted to unwrap her.

I crept softly around our bedroom so as not to wake her. She knew that I would be coming home around this time, but she likely just expected me to slide in bed behind her and drift on to sleep. Not this time, My Love. I stared at my caramel skin toned, mocha locked wearing, smiling sweet thing. I wanted to unwrap her. I wanted to taste her like she was my after work dessert. And then more.

I silently dropped my bags in the corner, disrobed, and then made my way to my side of the bed. I lifted the covers to see her round ass squeezed into her white boyshorts as she gripped her pillows. I could see the curve of the lips of her vagina pressed to the bottom of her underwear. Wearing only my boxers I slid into bed behind her.

I started by gently caressing her thighs. They were cold, calling for my warmth. I felt her body relax when she felt my touch. I rubbed her legs warming her skin then slid my hands under her shirt to touch her stomach. She purred at my touch on her flesh. I leaned closer to her and gently kissed her shoulder. I then placed my lips on her neck. She crooned amatör porno a velvet soft moan. I slid my hands further up her shirt and found my way to her soft nipples. Her nipples stiffened as I tenderly rolled my fingertips over her areolas. I had in a soft grip on her left breast and then tip-toed my hand down her stomach and inside of her underwear. I could feel the warmth coming from her mound. I felt over the soft hair of her self-proclaimed “happy trail” and couldn’t follow it fast enough. I gently touched her pearl with the tip of my ring finger. Eyes closed, she opened her mouth in a light gasp. I reached my middle finger down to touch the entrance to her sugar walls. She was already deeply wet. I slid my hand out and tasted my love on my fingertips. Ripe and juicy.

I slowly pulled her boyshorts down below her buttocks, and then down to her knees. Her legs kindly obliged, but her eyes still looked to be in a peaceful sleep. Under the cover I crawled my way down to her oh so wet spot. I bit her ass as I got between her legs. A bite followed by a kiss on her left ass cheek. Mmm she tasted like candy. I ran the tip of my tongue over her soft pink asshole and down do the creamy entrance to her pussy. I slid my tongue up to touch her clit and then back down to her warm pussy hole. I sucked on her labia lips from behind. I slurped on her pussy as I drank her juices. I slipped my tongue in and out of her soft womanhood. In and out. In and out. Each glide left my tongue sticky with cream. I loved the taste of my love. She slapped her hand on the bed sheets anal porno in delight to me pleasuring her. Ironically, she stilled looked to be asleep. Either she was playing possum or deep in blissful dream.

I licked my way from her pussy up to her asshole and licked that soft twist between her bottom. She shivered at the sensation. I rubbed on her ass cheeks as I licked her hole. Then went to biting one cheek then the other, kissing, biting, kissing, rubbing. Her ass was so soft it pleasured me just to touch it. My manhood was stiff poking into the bed in wait to be inside her. It was time.

I slid closer to her in a spooning position so that she could feel my stiff manhood pressed between her ass cheeks. I kissed her shoulder passionately gently nibbling on the skin on the nape of her neck. Somewhat instinctively, since her eyes were still closed, she saddled her ass into my pelvic area slowly grinding her ass on my hard wood. I reached down and rubbed my erect tip against her wet pussy. Pressing my arrow against her clit and feeling her tender wetness, I shivered at the sensation. I wanted to be inside her. I rubbed my dick around to find the gentlest way to enter my love. Sliding inside her wet pussy was like diving into a sea of fantasy.

… … …

I stroked in and out of my love queen slowly. She curved her back and received my stroke. Her warm lips locked around my dick, her ass cheeks sheathing my shaft. I was in heaven. Her moans were silk falling into the air and wrapping me in her sensuality, pleading me to stroke deeper. Who ana breakers porno was I to not satisfy my queen? I slid deeper and deeper into her pressing against her sugar walls. Knocking on her door asking her cum to come out and play. A few deep strokes later, who was she to not oblige? I felt her warm creaminess gush onto my dick as I stroked inside her. My queen grabbed a fistful of covers in her orgasm. Her ass bounced as she came. Grabbing her soft breasts, I continued to slide in and out of her. But she stopped me.

She turned her head around to look back at me and used a come-hither finger motion to call my lips to hers. I wanted to taste her lips and she wanted to taste the sweetness of her lips on my lips. We shared a passionate kiss, twirling tongues. She sucked on my bottom lip and then used her lips to pull my tongue into her mouth. She sucked on my tongue as if she was sucking on my manhood. She reached her hand down and grabbed my dick and pulled me out of her pussy. As good as it felt to be inside her I actually didn’t want her to go down on me. Instead, she spat on her hand and rubbed her spit onto my dick. She then rubbed the tip of my dick up and down between her ass cheeks and then pointed me at her asshole. She slid her ass back to receive my dick as I grabbed her waist and pushed inside her. She gasped.

I stroked her deeply, Squeezing and spreading her ass cheeks as I penetrated her. She was awake now. Her moans were getting louder and louder as I pushed into her tight asshole. The light of the sun could be seen yawning its way over the horizon and creeping into our bedroom through our window. With my lips at her ear I whispered to her “Baby, I’m about to cum”. In her sultry siren voice she moaned to me “Come inside.” She pushed her ass back deep onto my dick. We both shivered at the sensation as I came inside her ass. Juicy.

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I Love My Job

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My name is Phillip and I am a married to a real bitch. So everyday I come to work with a smile on my face. I’m just so happy to be out of the house and here, where I have someone whom I enjoy talking with and being with.

Her name is Colleen and she is sweet and caring. When she came to work here, and we started talking, I wanted to spend every waking moment at work. I didn’t want to go home and have to do all of the work I’m expected by my wife to do.

She expects me to work a forty-hour week and then go home every night and cook dinner, wash the clothes, pick up the trash the kids throw around the living room while she sits on her fat ass watching TV and eating bon-bons.

She is my second wife and I should have lived alone a much longer time before I decided to marry her, but she sort of forced herself into my quiet life. Along with her three kids.

I don’t really mind the kids, they give me a lot of pleasure, and they are fun; they make me laugh from time to time. I’d gladly keep them if I could get rid of my bitchy wife, Rita.

I have retired from my job of forty years and since Rita decided she needed a break from the hospital, she took a job with a doctor’s office for less money and lighter work. So she is now home every night bitching about all the stuff I don’t do.

Well, I work forty to fifty hours a week and she bitches because I have to work overtime because she expects me to put dinner on the table every night at six.

Her two daughters are a nice site for my sore eyes. But at eighteen and twenty they are often out with their friends and so any pleasures they might give to my weary eyes are fleeting.

I’ve been working at a security company since I retired. Just to buy the things that Rita thinks she needs to be happy. Too bad, I’m not one of them.

Since Katrina, we have up-ed our staff because of all the empty homes in the area and new people moving around in the city.

The other day applicants started coming in and filling out applications and I was in charge of bringing them in for their interviews. One of them caught my eye. She is a sexy, brunette with rainforest green eyes.

They are the kind of eyes that take your breath away before you even see the face that holds them.

And when I finally saw the face, I felt my groin tighten. I was in love and didn’t even know her name.

Three other new recruits had arrived before her. They were comprised of two men and another woman.

I had them all sign in on the log sheet and then led them to the conference room where the director would tell them about our work and the jobs that were available.

After they were gone, I glanced at the sign-in sheet to get her name. Colleen Arkins.

I prayed that she would pass all of the qualifications. I wanted to get to know her and be her friend. My groin ached for her.

I continued my work and an hour later the recruits started leaving. The last one out was Ms. (I hoped) Arkins. She smiled at me as she left and said, “I’ll see you in the morning!”

My heart leapt at the thought of seeing her every day for as long as I worked here. “I look forward to it!” I called after her as she opened the door to leave.

She looked back quickly then slipped out the door.

The rest of the day flew by. It was like everything had gone smoothly and I didn’t even start getting nervous, just before quitting time and having to go home to the bitch.

I figured I could put up with the bitch tonight if I was going to see the princesses in the morning.

Ms Arkins was the first olgun porno to arrive for her new job. She wore a shapely dark blue suite and had her aphotic hair up in a bun.

“Good morning, isn’t it a wonderful day?” she greeted me with one of her full smiles.

“It is now,” I said and winked at her. I saw a hint of a blush.

I directed her to the conference room once again and soon the others who had been asked back began to arrive and I became very busy.

Before I knew it, half of the day was gone and I went to the kitchen to get my lunch.

Sitting alone at a table was Colleen. She was eating a sandwich and seemed to have a thermos with soup in it.

I got my bag lunch out of the refrigerator and asked, “Do you mind if I share your table?”

She smiled and pulled out the chair beside her. “I’d love some company. Please do!”

I already loved her smile. And those green eyes were astonishing. We talked quietly about her for the entire half hour we were allotted for lunch.

As I got up to go back to the office, she asked, ” Would you mind if I ask for a desk close to yours? You’re easy to talk with and I like your smile.”

I smiled and said, “I would like that. I like your smile too and those haunting green eyes of yours.”

The boss did give her the desk next to mine, not because she had requested it but because we were going to be working together. She was in my area. Boy, did that make me happy.

“Show her the ropes Phillip!” Show her how good you are!”

I was pleased at his confidence towards me. And that I would see and talk to Colleen every day. But it also made me a bit nervous.

I had to work closely with Colleen because I had to teach her the job. Not that that was a hard thing. She was very knowledgeable and caught on to things she didn’t know very quickly.

It didn’t take long for us to get really comfortable with one another. I told her about my bitchy wife and she told me about her demanding husband who only worked when he felt like it

“That’s why I had to take a job!” she confided.

We soon became close friends and shared our stories every day about the night before. We both bitched about our spouse but never really talked about each other.

I was starting to have feelings for her and didn’t exactly know how to convey them without scaring her away.

One afternoon after lunch I pulled her into my area and whispered, “I’d sure like to kiss you.”

Colleen looked around the area and then bent and kissed me on the lips. Her tongue found its way into my mouth and my prick got so hard I was sure I was going to explode and get embarrassed. But I didn’t.

“I really like talking to you Phillip. You make me feel safe and secure. I feel like I can talk to you about anything. I wish we weren’t married to other people!”

That comment made my prick jerk in my shorts. I knew the implications of those words.

We started talking a lot more. And eventually the talking became flirting. She did little subtle things to get me excited.

At first, she flirted with me via sweet little remarks like, “I like that tie you have on Phillip.”

Sometimes she would pull her rolling chair up to mine and whispers, “I’d sure like to know what you’re thinking right now!”

I can get really hard just hearing those words because usually when she says that, I’m thinking of her naked.

All of the blouses she wears are silk and buttoned up the front. She always unbuttoned the first three buttons exposing her cleavage.

She definitely playboy porno had a nice set of breasts. She has firm, thirty-four inch beasts and a skinny little waist.

I’ve told her all about my bitch of a wife and she tells me about her useless husband who refuses to work.

We’ve been working together for about three months now and we have become rather close. So close that she has taken on a dominant role in the office and often, teasingly demands that I do certain things.

We have sneaked around behind the other employees back and kissed, touched each other’s private parts and our lips have come together many times.

Yesterday, I was sitting in my cubicle and she slipped into the partitions and pulled up her skirt. “Lick me, I’m horny!” she demanded.

I glanced around the area and saw no one close to my cubicle, so I crawled on my knees to her V’d legs and slipped my face under her skirt.

She held onto my chair as my tongue fucked her wet cunt and she cooed softly her pleasure.

When I finished licking up all of her juices she flashed her tits at me and left without even a thank you.

But she deserves to be treated like a queen. She deserves having me adore her because she makes me so happy. I love coming to work because she is here.

Her husband is a real asshole. He comes home from work and demands dinner as soon as he walks through the door. He sometimes slaps her around and then heads for a beer or two with the “guys.”

I think he has another woman on the side. So does she.

Yesterday, I slipped into her cubicle and crawled under her desk. She put her hands on the back of my head and forced my face deep in her pussy. It was silky and smelled of peaches.

I sprayed my thick cum in my shorts and then licked it out of them on her command. It really turned me on.

After I had devoured the seed, she pulled me to her red lips and tongue kissed me then kicked me out of her cubicle.

Occasionally, we go to lunch together. I love that because she lets me squeeze her nice tits and suckle her clit. She goes wild when I do that.

Her husband never suckles her; he gets his and then falls to sleep.

Sounds like my wife. I lick he and play with her clit then she rolls over and falls asleep no pleasure for me.

But Colleen and I give mutual gratification. However, she is getting a bit demanding too. She likes to make me do things I would never do for another woman.

She wants to dominate me and I sort of like her way of doing it.

Today she walked into my cubical and lifted her skirt. She had no panties on. “Tongue fuck me!” she demanded.

It was lunchtime and most of the people were gone. My prick stood as tall as it could as I knelt before her and ran my hands up under her skirt.

I felt the wetness between her legs and a new development! She had shaved her furry pussy.

I exploded in my drawers once again. Then I looked up at her and smiled. “I like that. It is so sweet and now I can give you lots of pleasure.”

She smiled and bent to kiss my pussy flavored lips.

I slipped my hand under her loose blouse and squeezed her full pussy lips and then crawled under her skirt and lapped at her juices as a cat would a bowl of milk.

Once I had satisfied her, she stroked me and whispered, “Good boy, now come kiss me!”

I checked the area and there was no one in site. My lips met her’s and her tongue probed for my tonsils.

Her hands grabbed my butt and pulled me as close to her as she could. She pornhub porno felt the hardness between my legs and squeezed my balls.

“Naughty boy!” she whispered. Just for that you have to suck my tits!”

She unbuttoned the buttons that covered her full breast and my mouth quickly licked and suckled the firm nipples.

When the other employees returned, we eat lunch together and we talked a lot about my bitch of a wife who thinks that I exist for her every command and her useless husband. And we found plenty to laugh about.

While at lunch I was allowed to touch and fondle her as much as I wanted. She liked to suck my cock and I loved her doing that. She has a great tongue and knows how to use it on that little hole. She drives me mad and makes me so happy.

We often talk about divorcing our spouses but neither of us can afford the alimony. And we believe as long as we are together at the office, then we will stay happy.

Every night when I go home, my wife still gripes and bitches and I just smile and say “Yes, dear I’m doing it now. Or “Yes, dear, dinner is ready. And all of the time, I’m thinking of Colleen and how happy I’ll be to be back at work.

Yesterday she came in and she had no bra on.

“Come see baby,” she whispered. “I have a present for you.”

When I got into her cubicle she had her hand in her blouse. She spread her legs open and instead of crouchless panties, she wore none.

I smiled and looked up at her.

“Makes it easier to play, don’t you think? I feel so much freer without them. And what about this? “

She opened her blouse and her full breast popped out at me. “No bra either!”

I scrambled to the full tits and suckled one into my mouth as my fingers found their way to the uncovered pussy between her legs.

Colleen cooed as my tongue slipped deep into her warm juices.

Then I heard a door close and I jumped up. Her skirt came up with me, but she was quick to right it.

Just in time, I sat at my desk, pulled out a report and started explaining it to Colleen as our boss passed her cubicle.

He stuck his head in the opening and asked how things were going. I smiled brightly and said, “Couldn’t be better, sir!”

“Great! And Colleen?”

“I’m doing good too sir; Phillip was just giving me some good tips about the job. He’s a really good teacher.” She smiled and looked back at me sitting in my chair.

“Good keep up the good work.” He waved and was on his way.

Colleen pulled up her skirt and sat on my lap. She unzipped my pants and stroked my prick. Once it was firm, she opened her legs and slipped her wet pussy over my dong and slowly rode me up and down.

I bit my lip to keep from crying out in an Allelula as my seed spilled into her wet cunt.

Her body shook with rapture and she slipped off my lap spilling my seed on the carpet.

She turned to me and said, “You had better clean up that mess and left my office.

The next day she came in and told me that she was leaving the company. “I’ve found another job that will pay me more. Will you come with me?”

“Do you think I can get one?” I asked her.

“Yeah, I have already told them about you and they are interested. We will make at least two thousand more a week.”

“Let’s go!”

We handed in our resignations and walked out the door hand in hand.

For the next three months we plotted and saved and talked to lawyers.

We both went to our spouses the same night and told them we wanted a divorce and walked out of our homes.

That was seven months ago. Next week we will be married. And will celebrate our love the way it should be celebrated.

But right now we are just enjoying one another and finding new and wonderful ways of pleasing one another. I will love her for the rest of my life!

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Sex and a Single Girl Ch. 04

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Hello again, this is Sue. If you have read Parts 1 to 3 you will know of the secret masturbation sessions I had with my step-brother Richard, and ending our sexual relationship with a surprise blowjob. But years later, jilted and, just a little horny, Richard had returned, and I was two years into celibacy. Something had to give…

Chapter 4: Brotherly love

It was nearly seven when I arrived back home from the parent/teachers meeting, my longing for some sexual action had increased steadily by the hour. In the car I calculated that it had been 2 years 2 months and 9 days since I had experienced a man, indeed my late husband, inside me. I knew in my heart this state of affairs could not continue much longer. I was hoping that, from my brother’s attitude earlier today, we might at least refresh that long ago memory of masturbating together. Also, I hadn’t cum in weeks.

Richard had fallen asleep on the sofa watching Sunday afternoon football. I didn’t blame him, but I was not a supporter of the sport. He roused when he saw me, yawned and smiled, my big eyes lingering for a moment on his crotch. He wasn’t hard but, as you will know by now, he was big enough when soft to create an interesting bulge. I resisted the temptation to reach down and touch it. Instead, I kissed his forehead.

“Hi darling! Coffee, tea or me?”

He laughed, “Same old Sis! I think coffee first please, maybe with a drop of something in it?”

“Tell you what, you make it while I go change.”

The ‘first’ bit had not gone unnoticed and as he set the coffee maker going I darted upstairs with twinkle in my heart, or was it my pussy?

While it was brewing (the coffee too!) I slipped upstairs for a quick shower and, being a warm evening, plumped for a beige midi-skirt and my favourite pink Top Shop tee shirt. I looked in the mirror with satisfaction at what I saw. The tight cotton displayed my little tits perfectly, my nipples prominent through the lacy half-cup bra, the loose skirt showed off my tanned thighs. Finally I hitched on a black thong, some fuck-me heels and touched up my eyes and lips. I was dressed to kill, and my brother was the target! His eyebrows hit the ceiling when he saw the transformation; he had already made the coffee and added some brandy.

“Wow Sis! Who’s the lucky guy?”

I grinned, “You darling, if you play your cards right!”

As ever, he blushed at any suggestion of sex between us, and hastily changed the subject.

“Sue, I passed a rather cute little pub this morning, fancy a drink?”

I took a sip of the hot beverage and put it down in disgust, why is it that men cannot make a decent cup of coffee? The Goose and Feather suddenly seemed a very good idea.

I had intended to seduce my brother on the sofa in front of a romantic film, but the thought of a few drinks in my tatty local refuge seemed a reasonable alternative. Anyway, I was anxious to hear more of his virginal seduction by cousin Frances.

Where Richard was tall, over six feet two, the daughter of my mother’s elder sister was quite the opposite, barely five feet in heels and her body not an ounce out of proportion, except that her breasts were enviously larger than mine. Fuck, everyone’s were larger than mine! Fran had thick curly auburn hair and the men simply fell at her feet, and on most occasions she fell with them, and the women too, even after she was married. But for some amazingly unaccountable reason she was never tagged as the village slut, possibly because she always fucked in someone else’s village!

She first fancied Richard when he was nineteen and at the time he chickened out, but as he did seem keen on her I tried on several occasions to discreetly to fix them up. About that time I was called away to college and assumed nothing had happened between them. How wrong I was! Sat in a secluded corner of the Goose I wanted to know more. Richard however decided to finish our conversation about his ex-fiancée Clare, it was almost as though he wanted closure from her.

He plonked down two tankards of Hoegarten.

“A fine couple we make Sis, first you and Jim, and now me and Clare.”

“Yes, but I did have the advantage of having a good time while I had Jim in my life, despite our ups and downs. Just the last two years have been a bit drab. But that was my choice. A bit different from you with Fran and Helen, and not forgetting your black hooker of course.”

“I keep telling you Loren was not on the game.”

“Yeah whatever. Seriously though, didn’t you and Clare make love very much then?”

He smiled at the recollection. “To start with she was insatiable, I could hardly get her out of my bed. And we both know what she was attracted to.”

I grinned at the memory of his lovely stiff cock in my mouth, and rolled my eyes, “I can’t possibly imagine what you are talking about!”

“Yes you can, miss. Anyway, this last two months or so she said we should wait until our wedding so we could enjoy the sex even more on our honeymoon.”

“She actually refused sex for that reason? That’s bollocks! Did you honestly believe that shit?”

“Well, czech couples porno it has dawned on me now that she was probably sleeping with her ex all the time, so I guess it does seem rather far-fetched.”

“I could never do that Rich, that’s so cruel. What a fucking rotten bitch. I hope the cow rots in hell.”

He took a gulp of his lager and sighed deeply, “You are talking about the woman I loved, Sue. Or did. And anyway, I distinctly remember you sleeping with someone else’s fiancée.”

“That was different, Chris had every intention of marrying her, and I stopped seeing him as soon as they tied the knot. He had already got her pregnant and I guess he felt he was being pressurised into marriage without time to think. For him it was just a final fling before settling down, for me it was an eye opener, I thought I knew all there was to know about sex until I met him. The same sort of thing with you and Fran I would imagine?” Slowly steering him on to the subject.

My brother wouldn’t be side-tracked, and nodded, “I guess if it hadn’t been you, then it would have been some other girl, someone who might have got her claws in to him for other reasons, and wrecked his relationship.”

“Exactly, my excuse entirely, and I stick to it!”

Rich suddenly put his hand to his mouth. “Oh God!”

“What?”

“The holiday, I haven’t cancelled it. Whatever is Norman going to think?”

“I’m sure your uncle won’t mind.” His father’s brother lived in the Caribbean and had set up the honeymoon holiday for them, the deposit being their wedding present. “You can sort it out tomorrow.”

We were on our fourth round of drinks when Rich looked at me with a strange smile.

“What?” I questioned his silence.

“You don’t seem all that surprised at me and Clare breaking up, Sue.”

“To be honest, I’m not. I thought all along it was a poor match, Rich, but it wasn’t for me to say anything. After all look at my record.”

He smiled. “I wished you had. Helen did.”

“Helen?”

“Yeah, I bumped into her just after the engagement.”

“Bumped as in horizontally on a mattress?”

He grinned sheepishly, “Well, we did end up there eventually, and it was only once, a sort of farewell shag if you like.”

I grabbed his arm and whispered conspiratorially, “I much prefer the hello type of shag myself!”

Richard ignored me and carried on, “She warned me I was doing the wrong thing marrying Clare, but I assumed that it was Helen wanted me for herself, although she is still married. But getting divorced soon,” he added quickly, as if making excuses for her infidelity.

“In which case you should wait, she is a much better match for you darling and, from what you have told me, far better in bed.”

“I know you are both right, but that’s enough about my sad woes Sue, What about your life nowadays? Any nice men to help keep that little cottage bed warm?”

I shook my head sadly, “I told you there’s been no-one since Jim, although I’ve had many offers. Sex has seemed meaningless since then.”

He laughed, “I never thought I would hear you say that. Don’t you even…you know?”

I grinned sheepishly. “Don’t be silly, I’m not that shut off.”

He clapped his hands, “That’s more like the sister I know!”

The alcohol was making me bold. “Rich, do you remember the fun we used to have together?”

He grinned, no sign of the old embarrassed brother any longer, “You mean the day you caught me wanking?”

“Yes, and all the times after that. I still play with myself when I remember the last time.”

“Me too, I always go hard when I remember you sucking my dick.”

I smiled, “It made my day doing that for you. Tell me, why didn’t you cum in my mouth instead of over my tits? I really wanted you to do that, all my boyfriends always did.”

“You know why, you’re my sister, and for the same reason we didn’t fuck, although it was obvious you wanted to.” You don’t know the half of it, I thought.

“And I know you needed to Rich. For fuck’s sake you were nearly twenty. That’s why I tried to set you up with Fran.”

He grinned, “Well, you did, in a way.”

He held up an empty glass, it was my turn to buy a round and I was beginning to feel a little light-headed, but happier than I had been in ages, I was sure this was going in the right direction. As I passed the opposite dark corner on the way to the bar I spotted a couple of my students snogging and groping each other, oblivious to everybody. With a little envy I reckoned they would be fucking before the night was out. This little scenario, plus the drinks I had already consumed, was giving me the need to do so too, and it appeared that my brother was the only candidate available. God, if only he knew how much I wanted his big cock inside me right now, I was steadily getting hornier by the minute.

I sat down with the drinks and boldly rested my hand high on his thigh, just below the outline of his cock, leaving it there waiting for the effect. Baby steps! I felt a twitch from higher up.

“So, tell me what happened czech estrogenolit porno with Fran.”

He looked at me with a resigned air, “There’s little to tell really. She was at Dad’s retirement party and we happened to be alone in the kitchen, that’s all.”

I squeezed his thigh, my hand imperceptibly higher, “That’s not all! Go on, tell me.”

He grinned, looking down at my creeping fingers, “This is a bit like old times isn’t it? Tales to tell.”

“Yes,” I replied impatiently, “So fucking get on with it will you?”

“Okay, keep your hair on Sis. We had volunteered to clear up the dishes, I was washing, she was drying and funnily enough we were talking about you. Did you know she knew about our little games together? Did you tell her about that?”

“No way, I wonder how the hell she found that out? Helen knew, I guess she must have told her.”

“Well anyway, she thought it was very out there and said she wished her brother was like that.”

I laughed, “Don’t see how she would have had time, she was too busy fucking her own boyfriends. So, go on.”

“She suddenly put the teacloth down and put her arms around me from behind and grabbed my dick.”

“Nice! I remember she did that to you once before.”

“Yes, but this time she was serious, she hung on to it and rubbed it and kissed my neck.”

“And?”

“She whispered ‘I want you big boy.'”

“I know how she felt” I replied, the alcohol now talking freely. My fingers were stroking the inside of his thigh, millimetres from his cock-head. I wished his were doing the same to me.

Richard seemed to ignore my comment, “Then she said to me, ‘Your sister tells me you want to fuck me.'”

“Wow! So she did listen to me. What did you say to that?”

“I didn’t, I was shit-scared someone would come in, the house was full of people, and she was married for God’s sake. I sort of moved away, but she wouldn’t give up and kissed me quite hard, and was rubbing my dick quite hard. That was really nice, and I was getting an erection.”

“I’m not surprised! So when did you get it on with her?”

“I already told you. She knew I was off to sea in a couple of days and before she drove off she said to call round to her house, her husband would be away. I knew what she wanted!”

“And obviously you did!”

“Only just. As usual I nearly chickened out, but I had told my friend Simon about her and he said if I don’t go and fuck her he would go instead. And just to make sure he drove me to Fran’s house and rang the bell and almost pushed me through the door. She thought that was very funny.”

“I hope you thanked him afterwards.”

“Bloody right I did, she was amazing. I always knew what I was missing Sue, I just lacked the courage. Until then.”

“Good for you.” I wondered if he would have the courage tonight with me.

“As I said earlier we didn’t have full sex, she wouldn’t do that in her husband’s house, and I was worried he might come home early or something, but I made up for that when I got back on the next shore leave.”

“I hope you were discreet.”

“Oh we were, I would go to the hotel first, it was one of those big ones on the Bayswater Road, and then phone her with the room number.”

I could feel my brother’s cock moving slightly with the memory of his time with my randy cousin, the head was nudging the side of my palm. It was now time for my own boldness. As it happened, it didn’t require much effort, I think he was nearly as ready as I was.

I looked down at his groin, in shadow below the table, “So how is monster dick these days then? Not been getting much exercise recently by the sound of it. Apart from Helen of course.”

To my utter delight he simply looked down at my wandering fingers and gave me the craftiest of replies.

“Move your fingers a little higher and you will find out!”

God! Was this my shy brother talking? I hesitated for a second, checked no one was looking, and slid my hand slowly over his immense cock. I gasped, he was stiff as a board and he seemed even bigger than I remembered it from my teens. I was touching my first cock in two years and I wanted, indeed needed, sex just as much as that very first night with Jim in his car. The night I got pregnant. I knew that I was once again very fertile and randy as hell, thank God my irregular periods had kept me on the pill, I was now certain it was going to be put to good use.

I squeezed the long ridge, feeling its heat through his jeans, “Bloody hell Rich! Doesn’t this fellow ever go soft?”

“I seem to remember that whenever you were around it had little chance!”

I gripped it tightly, imagining it in my mouth again, and cast caution to the wind.

“I want to taste him again Rich, and this time I want you to cum in my mouth.”

For a moment the old starchy Richard returned, startled and apprehensive, but just as quickly he grinned, “Fuck, I thought we had grown out of this. All the same…” His cock pulsed like a miniature heart under my grasp. I sensed that it had been some time since he had any czech experiment porno sex.

“I assume Fran did that for you? But what about Helen? I know she was a bit indifferent about blowjobs, she told me she liked to get straight on with the sex.”

He leaned forward conspiratorially, “Put it this way, they both let me cum in their mouths.”

I grinned and whispered back, “Knowing my cousin, I bet she swallowed it too.”

“I’m not sure. I don’t remember her using any tissues or anything. But she did kiss me after that, just like you tried to that time.”

“And?”

Richard grinned, “It was okay, the taste wasn’t so bad after all.”

“See, I told you. What about Helen?”

“She went to the bathroom so I guess she spat it all out. So tell me, if it’s not too personal, what do you do Sis?”

“Try me,” I laughed, “You might just find out!”

I had only ever swallowed Jim’s cum, but my own brother? Who knows? At that moment I was up for anything with him, even anal sex? I was curious enough to want to try that too one day, but the thought of that weapon up my bum made me shiver. I gave it another squeeze and he wriggled under my touch.

“Fuck, that’s nice, it’s been ages since anyone did that.”

“That would be Clare or Helen?”

“Helen. Clare wasn’t a touchy-feely person.”

I laughed, “It’s been over two years since I touched one, and nothing as big as this.”

His glass was empty and I poured some of my own into it. “I love oral sex, Rich.”

“Me too! I thought about you once when I asked Clare to suck me off, but she was totally against that, and I thought I was the prudish one. But it did remind me of us. I’ll never forget what you did that afternoon Sue. Apart from Frances and Helen, I haven’t had that many blowjobs,” he confessed, “And yours was the very best and, as you probably knew, my first.”

I continued stroking his impossibly long erection, feeling the monster throbbing strongly through his pants. We were totally alone in our corner of the pub, the teenage couple had already left and were no doubt preparing to copulate somewhere in secret. The lad was a student in a higher class at my school and I wondered if his girl would be seduced in the back seat of his little red sports car parked out the back in the dark.

“Mmm, they really were fun times Rich.”

Tom took my chin in his fingers and looked at me seriously, “I’m sorry I ran out on you that time, you caught me off guard with that kissing cum thing.” If you remember, after the blowjob I had asked him to kiss the cum off my face.

I removed his hand and kissed the fingers softly, finally sucking erotically on the largest, “It’s just as well you did run out sweetheart, because I was ready to have sex with you.”

“I know you were.” He took another swig and continued in a serious note, his words however totally lacking conviction, “I really don’t think it’s a good idea if I stay with you tonight.”

In no uncertain fashion his cock was giving me the exact opposite impression and, checking we were still unobserved, I slowly lowered his zip.

“From the feel of you, I think it’s a very good idea that you do stay, you could be dangerous out there alone with this thing.”

Very discreetly I slipped my hand inside his pants and encircled his lovely hot cock and ever so slowly I stroked his impossible length.

“Keep watch Rich.”

He was wet with his excitement and I quickly leaned down and licked off a pearl of clear liquid followed by a gentle kiss, leaving a hint of bright red lipstick on the head. I was in no doubt that I was now ready to release two years of loneliness and frustration. I needed to fuck, and if it was with my brother, so be it. I was determined that this time he would not refuse. I kissed his mouth softly with the faint taste of his love juice on my lips, and thrillingly his tongue responded as mine slid into his mouth.

“I want you to sleep in my bed tonight Rich.”

“I would like that, but I’m still not sure if this is right.”

“Fuck right or wrong, we are both horny, let’s just follow our instincts and have some fun. Feel how ready I am for you Rich.”

With that I took his hand and, parting my thighs, pulled it up under my skirt and onto my sodden panties. In the past when on a promising date I used to leave them off, and tonight I wished I had. For a moment I held his hand there, the first time he had been anywhere near my pussy, apart from that frustrating time years ago when his cock-head had briefly touched my lips. Then without any persuasion from me his fingers started to trace the outline of my lips. I gasped. He was hooked!

Grinning widely, he gulped down the last of his drink and pulled me to my feet.

“Come on then, you can’t stay sat there in that state!”

As we stood I caught him taking a sly sniff of his fingers. In return I licked my own!

Arm in arm we headed back to the cottage, and at a much greater pace then when we had set out two hours before. We ran the last few yards and it was debatable who would reach the front door first. I jokingly remarked that a certain protruding part of his lower anatomy would beat both of us to it, by nine inches! Minutes later we were lying naked together in my little cottage bed, my hand warped around his throbbing cock, his fingers investigating for the first time my very erect nipples. At long last we were about to love.

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Looking back at things that Dad and I’ve shared is something we do now and then. One of the most awful… well, did I say “awful”… days of my life comes to mind as I sit here waiting for Dad to return from town. The story goes like this:

Occasionally, I did something that elicited great praise or great anger from Dad. Good grades were always worthy of new clothes, dinner at my favorite restaurant, and a movie. Overflowing the dishwasher by using liquid soap instead of dishwasher soap was enough to have Dad ground me for two weeks.

And, when I turned eighteen, I pulled the firecracker of my youth. I decided that it was time for me to buy a car. That’s right… “I” decided… just like that. And, worse yet, I knew the combination to the floor safe and so I just helped myself to a down payment on a car. I was working at the school library and at McDonald’s in the evenings and whenever school was in break, so I knew that I could make a monthly car payment. Without one bit of approval, or even discussion, I took myself to the car dealer and purchased a used Chevy… handed them $5000 of Dad’s money, signed the paperwork, and drove my new car home.

Well, la de dah… was I a grownup now! Pleased as punch, I set about making dinner for Dad and me.

All of a sudden the door opened and Dad stood there looking at me with one eyebrow raised higher than the other. “Have company, Sharlann?”

“No, Dad… no company.”

“Whose au – toe – moe – beel is that in the driveway?” Dad spoke slowly and more seriously than I’d ever heard.

“Well, Dad… it’s MY new car! Aren’t you proud of me?”

“W H A T?” “What in the HELL are you talking about Sharlann?”

Suddenly I realized that I’d probably made the mistake of my life. As Dad’s face turned redder and redder, and a dark cloud of anger settled over him, I actually began to shake. Oh, what had I done… and what would happen now?

Dad slowly walked into the kitchen and sat down. “Tell me, Sharlann… tell me all about how and why you bought a car… tell me how you did it without my permission… tell me where you got the money… TALK TO ME SHARLANN! NOW!”

Oh brother, this was serious. Shaking, I told Dad what I’d done. No lies. Just facts. Then I waited… not for long, though.

In one swoop, Dad grabbed my by the arm, put me over his lap, pulled down my panties, and began smacking my bare bottom again and again and again. It HURT! Terribly! türkçe alt yazı porno He was like a crazed man, slapping and slapping me until I began to cry loudly. Even then he didn’t slow down. Dad actually beat on my bottom until I could feel welts and blisters rising… and even then he didn’t seem to care how much he was hurting me. I was eighteen! And Dad appeared to be taking some degree of pleasure in my punishment… I could feel his cock growing harder and harder against my stomach as he continued spanking me.

Finally, Dad stopped and took a deep breath. He stood me up and said “Go upstairs and undress Sharlann… you have never been so naughty and you have never been punished the way I’m going to punish you tonight!”

Sobbing and clutching my aching bottom, I headed upstairs where I undressed. I dipped a washcloth in cold water and held it against my burning rear. Looking in the mirror, I was horrified… welts and ugly little blisters had risen all over my backside.

What more could Dad do to me?

Storming up the stairs behind me, Dad literally threw me on the bed with a fierceness I’d never seen in him. He smacked me a couple more times and then proceeded to tie my hands and feet to the head and foot boards, spread eagle. I was far too scared to do anything but whimper. “Dad, Dad… please… please stop… please don’t do this…” Dad laughed a mean, maniacal laugh and bent down to retrieve something from under the bed.

He pulled out a black box and opened it. I could see through my tears that inside the lovely velvet interior of the box were all sorts of metal items that looked like something a mechanic would use. There were pins and clamps and probes and… well, then I REALLY began to cry… loudly! Dad couldn’t, wouldn’t actually hurt me, would he? Looking at his angry face and hearing his loud breathing, I decided not to say anything else, since all of my pleas had gone unanwered.

“Sharlann, I though perhaps one day we could use these nifty items to play, to have fun. But today I am going to use them to PUNISH you for the most terrible thing you’ve ever done!”

With that, Dad picked up a long needle and ran his finger up and down it’s smooth surface. Then he bent down, grasped my left breast, and punctured the nipple through… all the way… just above my new nipple rings. I screamed bloody murder! I tossed and threw myself about against the leg and arm ties. türkçe ifşa porno I cussed at Dad. I even threatened Dad. Then I screamed some more. It all fell on deaf ears and it was as if Dad didn’t even notice my misery. His face looked so evil, almost filled with a sort of glee.

Dad picked up another long needle and expertly pierced my right nipple, leaving both needles in place. I shrieked and shrieked! To no avail.

Next Dad removed a ball of silky looking rope from the box and tied each breast around and around starting closest to my chest and stretching my breasts as he wound them with the rope. They began turning red… then an ugly purple. Each breast felt like it had a hot ice pick stabbed into it. Now I was crying and sobbing so loudly that Dad had had enough. He picked up my panties and stuffed them in my mouth. Oh! Could THIS be my “dad”…?

Dad then took dozens of little, thin needles from the box and poked them into my breasts… just like pin cushions. By now I couldn’t feel the pain of the needles since the overall agony was incredible. I even stopped squirming and just lay there sobbing, looking at the amazing gleam in Dad’s eyes.

Dad had gone mad. I was sure of it. Remember, in those days there was no internet and no dungeons for the world to see. I couldn’t imagine where Dad had gotten the box and its awful contents. And I certainly didn’t know that this kind of torture could be linked to raw, passionate sex.

Glancing at Dad through my tears, I saw that he had removed all of his clothes and his cock was HUGE and HARD and THROBBING. It bobbed up and down with every move he made. He massaged his balls and I could see that he was completely possessed by what he was doing to me… my punishment was sexually stimulating my half crazed Dad…

Walking to the mantle, Dad picked up the candle that we keep for emergency lighting and lighted the wick. Oh gawd… what now?

As the candle began to drip, Dad moved it over my body, letting hot, burning wax drip on my breasts, in my navel… all over my smoothly shaved pussie… I could feel the burning wax traveling between my pussie lips and over the sides of my navel onto my stomach.

I was beginning to think that Dad was going to kill me… punishment gone too far… when, just at that moment, I felt his warm, strong hand push my legs apart. The next thing I felt was his long, hot tongue on my clit, sucking vivid porno hard and licking around it in circles. He slipped his hands beneath my burning bottom and lifted me to his face. His tongue slipped into my now very wet pussie and started licking and sucking me like mad as he finger fucked me at the same time.

My tits experienced a strange, new, exquisitely sensual feeling. The pins and rope no longer hurt… hurt had been replaced by an animalistic, sexual desire! I groaned and moaned as Dad continued his invasion. He was driving me over the edge. My breasts were swelling and tingling more as I wanted Dad more.

Dad pulled back and laughed at me: “Think I’m going to let you cum Sharlann? Wrong! This is PUNISHMENT!” With that Dad moved to the head of the bed, removed my panties from my mouth, and SHOVED his DOWN MY THROAT! He proceeded to ram his cock in and out of my lips until he moaned and I tasted salty globs of his cum. When he had shot his last drop, Dad pulled away from me, leaned against the headboard and laughed… a loud, ugly, nasty, evil laugh.

“We’re taking the car back tonight, Sharlann. I trust we need no discussion about the matter.”

I shook my head “yes” and continued to suffer from my dramatically increasing need for sexual release. I wanted to cum so badly. My cunt was throbbing inside as I felt Dad removing the small needles from my breasts. Next he removed the two large needles and lovingly sucked each nipple until they stopped bleeding. Then he unwound the rope and let my suffering tits free of bondage. He released my legs and feet and sat there stroking his growing hard cock.

“Dad, we’ll take the car back. I’ll never steal again. I’ll never do something so rash without permission… ever again… except, well, for THIS…”

With that I pounced on Dad, straddling him and ramming his cock deep inside me. We began moving against each other like machines, ramming and ramming each other. Not seeming to get enough! Craving more and more! This continued what seemed an eternity… we were both out of breath… we were covered with sweat… we smelled of sex… and lust… Dad came out of his evil trance… He reached up and sucked hard on my nipples. I pinched and rolled his… we were WILD and building up to an earth shattering climax.

When we came it was an explosion of lust and passion… it was deafening… it simply defied description… we could scarcely catch out breaths…

At the same moment, we looked into each others eyes with a new recognition… THIS was UNIMAGINABLE PASSION… THIS was BEYOND fucking… THIS was PAINFULLY, FULLY, DEEPLY, the MOST STIMULATING SEX we’d ever experienced…

THIS was to be repeated… and… next time… it was MY turn…

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It was very dark by the time she opened the door of the black cab and stepped onto the rain-slicked street. London in October is sometimes warm and dry, but this year it was cool and wet. She paid the driver and stopped to appraise the unimposing, white-walled Georgian house sat amongst a terrace of near-identical dwellings; it wasn’t exactly what she’d been expecting. She pulled out the black and silver invitation and checked the address. It was definitely the place.

She climbed the wide stone steps and knocked hard on the shiny black door. Almost immediately, a broad-shouldered, smartly dressed man opened it and stood silhouetted against the warm glow of light and conversation emanating out into the street from inside. He saw the invitation and nodded, bowing his head to write something on the clipboard he was holding, before stepping aside and gesturing her inside. He looked her up and down like a robot; no hint of emotion playing across his face. This was unusual for Lyla because, although she was not super-model pretty, she always got men’s attention. She had a mouth that was slightly too large for her face, but it was framed with full, red lips. Her hair was dark and long. She nearly always wore it twisted up, but tonight she hoped it would be pulled out and allowed to fall down the sloping curve of her bare back. Her eyes were green; striking, and her breasts were large and pale; their creamy fullness over-flowing from the top of her satin blouse. It was red, like her lipstick, and she wore it tucked in to a hip-hugging pencil skirt.

The invitation said nothing about dress code beyond ‘smart- ladies must wear heels, gentlemen must wear shirts’. She had responded by dressing like a slightly over-sexed secretary. She was even wearing underwear; albeit only stockings and a suspender belt. Her 5-inch, red suede heels clicked the wooden floor as she crossed the threshold. As the doorman took her coat, anticipation created a warm, tingling between her legs; the night was young, and so was she.

There were well-dressed people everywhere; evening gowns, shiny shoes, glittering jewellery and, of course, more heels; most of them obscenely high. An innocent stranger brought in off the street may not have even noticed the subtext, but it was there. Lyla saw it; the subtle bump of suspenders underneath skirts, the peeking crests of lace lingerie, the odd studded dog collar and several explicit props idly left beside flutes of champagne and scotch’s ‘on the rocks’. Lyla was impressed by the class and formality of the occasion; she wanted to be fucked, of course, but she wanted to be seduced and titillated first; delaying the inevitable was part of the fun. Like a cat with a mouse, she wanted to play with her prey before she devoured it.

The party was just kicking off, and talk was generally banal; Lyla could not spot anyone quite as self-assured and mischievous as a play mate ought to be. Still, there were plenty of attractive guests, both men and women, and she hoped the alcohol and sexual tension would simmer along nicely as the evening progressed.

By nine thirty, Lyla was growing a little impatient. The woman she was talking to was pretty but not particularly interesting; she was wittering on about her job while Lyla played with her wine glass, searching for some distraction that would allow her to politely slip away. The woman’s saving grace was the fact that her blouse was black and slightly transparent, she was braless and every time she turned slightly towards the light, Lyla could see her bare nipples poking expectantly through the sheer material.

Lyla started to play a game to amuse herself; she moved in front of the woman and tried to coax her into better light; she placed a gentle hand on the woman’s arm as she talked and deftly steered liseli porno her until she had a clear view of both erect nipples and the dark circles of their areolas. As the woman talked about how much she enjoyed working for a modern, up-and-coming company, Lyla reached out slowly and softly undid the top button of the woman’s blouse. That shut her up!

The woman must have been staring at her, but Lyla was focused on her chest; she ignored the woman’s silence and calmly scooped one small, pert breast into her hand, releasing it from the woman’s blouse. Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she lowered her sensuous mouth to the hard nipple and licked it unhurriedly. The woman gave a sharp intake of breath and the nipple in Lyla’s mouth got even firmer, pressing up against her teeth like a teat to be suckled. Lyla drew back, observing the woman; her head was thrown back slightly and the long stretch of her neck was bare and arousing. A blonde man sidled up to them and hesitantly exposed the other breast. The woman didn’t move; encouraged, he began fondling her soft flesh and twisting the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Lyla drifted away, not wanting to draw too much attention to herself; people had started to watch the pair and the woman was making small moaning noises and tickling the nape of the man’s neck. By the time she left the room, a small crowd had gathered and other guests were starting to imitate the scene before them.

Lyla went upstairs, passing empty rooms, and found an unoccupied balcony. She lit a cigarette and, leaning against the cold stone of the house, she dragged heavily and concentrated on the delicious tingling in her clitoris. She wasn’t a lesbian by any stretch of the imagination, but sex is sex; Lyla could see the sexuality of women and she enjoyed exploring it; sucking so brazenly on a stranger’s breast in a room full of people was a turn on. Full stop. She lifted her skirt up slightly and pushed her free hand up the length of her thigh. She could feel the faint warmth and moisture of her pussy, aching as it was to be touched. Hesitating ever so slightly, she pulled her hand away and sighed at her impatience.

” Think you may have started something downstairs…”

There was a man standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets and a delighted gleam in his eye. Lyla could see the shadow of dark stubble on is chin, and an elaborate tattoo peeking out from behind rolled-up shirt sleeves.

“Well someone had to… ” Lyla took another drag on her cigarette and looked out over the dark gardens below.

“Agreed, and yet you’re missing it… seems a shame for the spark to miss out on the fire.”

“I’m just letting it catch…”

“Hmmm,” his voice had a hint of laughter in it; she couldn’t tell if he was mocking or congratulating.

Lyla stubbed her cigarette out and flicked it over the balcony. Tattoo was blocking the open French door, leaning lazily on the door frame and watching her with a mixture of curiosity and unashamed lust. Behind him, three figures blurred into the semi-darkness of an empty bedroom; their bodies swayed and melted into one another as they kissed, caressed and slowly undressed.

“Excuse me,” Lyla gestured for him to step aside. He smiled and stood firm.

Suddenly, and without warning, he grabbed her wrists and threw her back against the cold stone. Lyla gasped in shock and struggled angrily against his weight, but he pinned her easily. This was not the way it was done! This uncouth animal clearly had no idea about how to play the game; he saw something he wanted and was trying to take it.

“Take.. your… hands… off… me,” she was breathless from the struggle and her words came out in ragged, husky scraps. He reacted meet suck and fuck porno by holding her by the neck and kissing her mouth hungrily, smearing her lipstick. His rough stubble grazed her chin as his tongue opened her full lips, invading her mouth and sucking greedily on her tongue. Their bodies pressed against each other and Lyla’s pussy, betraying her completely, oozed slightly at the feel, smell and taste of him.

His hands found the hem of her skirt and pulled it roughly up, exposing the pale flesh of her thighs above the lace band of her stockings. Lyla was still resisting but the struggle was becoming more and more futile; as her skirt gathered around her waist, her newly freed legs opened instinctively; the moment he placed both hands on her buttocks and pulled her savagely towards him, she knew the battle was utterly lost. He removed her suspender belt and started to undo her blouse but, clumsy in his haste, he broke the top button. He smiled and tore the rest of the red satin open, revealing Lyla’s wonderfully firm breasts. He moaned at the sight of them and she felt the hardening length of his cock press against her thigh. He descended on them like a starving man; squeezing the full globes and biting her nipples so hard he left teeth marks. He pinched both between his fingers until Lyla cried out and pushed against him in pain. He stopped and took each nipple into his mouth one at a time; sucking and licking so expertly Lyla felt a tear of sticky sap leak down her inner thigh.

Lyla impatiently reached for the buckle of his belt; unbuttoning and unzipping until his rock hard cock stood proudly before her. She knelt to take it in her mouth and heard his sharp intake of breath as her warm mouth enveloped the sensitive helmet and the stiff shaft slid into the depths of her throat. Lyla’s head bobbed steadily as she worked on him; lapping up the first beads of pre-cum seeping from the tip, and coating his length in glistening saliva. She squeezed his testicles with one hand and felt his stomach muscles tense at the sensation. He undid the clip holding her dark hair up away from her neck and she felt it fall sensuously down her back. Then he grabbed the back of her head and moaned as she sucked and licked.

Roughly, he pulled her upwards by her hair and pressed her backwards across the stone parapet of the balcony; she helped him as he pulled her skirt off completely and smiled to herself as he descended between her legs. His tongue found her hairless mound and when it reached her aching clit, he immediately began licking along its length. The sensation was intense; he was holding her legs apart so hard that his thumbs were digging painfully into her thighs. Lyla barely noticed; his quick tongue was lapping at her most sensitive parts and waves of ecstasy were building. Her legs quivered and her head rolled from side to side; she couldn’t help but bite down on her lower lip and grasp his head; she could virtually smell herself leaking juices as he licked and nibbled. God it felt good! The moment he forced two fingers into her cunt, the looming orgasm hit, short but intense, making her gasp and jerk upwards. He grinned up at her as her orgasm ebbed and waned. Then his mouth clamped back onto hers and his tongue explored her mouth, giving her a taste of the sweet tang of her own pleasure, now pooling obscenely on the grey stone beneath her.

Usually, when she came, she felt somewhat satiated, but not tonight. The feel of his hard-on against the inside of her leg was almost too much to bear; as he penetrated her mouth with his tongue, he grasped the red heels of her shoes and twisted her legs outwards. Lyla wriggled forwards until she felt the bulging head of his cock nudge against the wet folds of her cunt. mobil porno Grasping it in one perfectly manicured hand, she guided it to her entrance and rolled her eyes as he inched his pole into the hot and throbbing darkness of her pussy. Deeper and deeper he pushed, invading; filling her completely with his tumescence. Everything seemed to slow down as the wanton savagery of their initial lust gave way; they both revelled in the delicious sensation of penetration, taking a moment to enjoy the feel of one another. Inevitably, the impasse broke as Tattoo began to move inside her.

He went slowly at first, his penis sliding in and out of her and gently stretching the thin, tight skin around her hole with each thrust, but then he began to go faster. Lyla could feel his balls press against her each time he entered, burying himself up to the hilt in her warm, moist flesh. She thought she might lose control at any second; the feel of his hard girth rubbing against the sensitive walls of her vagina felt incredible and she lost all perception of her surroundings; of where, and who, and why; there was only each liquefying thrust and the sweaty, insistent clamouring of two people entirely overwhelmed with lust. He was holding her by her ass cheeks, his engorged member plunging balls deep with each thrust and emerging almost entirely, coated in juices, before it vanished again inside her. Lyla gave as good as she got; holding her legs apart at the calves and matching his violent tempo.

There was so much lubrication that he slipped out of her a few times, only to have Lyla moan disappointedly and force his cream-covered tool back in with her fingers. His mouth exploring hers, his hands squeezing her buttocks, the piston-hard pace, the insistent rubbing… it all became too much. Lyla erupted in a monumental orgasm that made her cry out far too loudly; trembling and gushing uncontrollably, her cunt bucked and spasmed around his still-thrusting cock.

Tattoo stopped moving as Lyla slumped against his chest; her hair was loose and plastered to her skin with sweat; her eyes were glazed and unseeing. One of her stockings was torn. She could barely speak except to whisper ‘fuck, fuck, fuck’ very quietly.

“Turn around,” tattoo said, his voice hard -and demanding, “turn around.. I want to fuck you from behind.”

Lyla was not used to such plain instructions; there were no games being played here. The air was thick with the smell of arousal; she wasn’t entirely sure what he would do if she refused. But why would she? Slippery with sweat and other bodily fluids, she unfolded herself and stood up in her heels; he turned her around firmly and she put up no resistance as he bent her across the cold stone towards the damp darkness of the night. Holding her waist, he poked the end of his member between the sopping wet lips of her pussy; they parted like water and soon he was filling her again. There was no gentle build-up this time; it was brutal and animalistic from the start.

Lyla could hear the sensuous smack, smack, smack of his skin against her taut, exposed buttocks and his breath coming harder and faster. His hands found her breasts, swinging with each penetration, and began squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Lyla was not as spent as she first thought; she was holding onto the lip of the balcony and finding the strength to push back against him, enjoying the rub of his penis at this new angle and gasping every time he reached the very deepest point within her. Suddenly, the pace increased and his hands found her hips, pulling her onto him in a blur of motion. When he finally came, she felt his enlarged cock spasm and disgorge its load into her; she imagined the jets of sticky seamen coating her insides, filling her. He collapsed onto her back, still inside, his breath coming in hot drafts against her neck.

“Now that’s what I call a decent fuck,” he whispered breathlessly into her ear.

“Just like the invitation promised…” Lyla replied, her voice husky. Tattoo laughed and slipped out of her on a torrent of warm sperm.

“Indeed.”

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