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Dan stood frozen in place. Everyone had the heard stories, rumors and lies about such things happening, but he’d never expected it to could possibly happen to him when he’d gone work the evening of the country club’s annual New Year’s Eve party. He wasn’t overly handsome and didn’t have a muscular body like some of the other men in the room, if anything he felt he had more of a swimmer’s body, yet Mrs. Beach had just come up to him and whispered in a slightly slurred voice that she wanted him to come to her room and make love to her… actually her words had been “Your name is Dan, correct? Well, I’d like you to join me in my room and then I’d like you to fuck me. I want to start the year out remembering what it’s like to feel like a woman again. I want you to cum in me until it’s dripping from me like some common slut since that’s what my husband seems to prefer. What do you say, Dan? Are you interested in helping a lonely lady begin the New Year out right?”

Interested?? Dan couldn’t believe this was happening. Mrs. Beach was the most beautiful woman in the club. He had seen her around the pool several times and had overheard her telling one of her friends that she was 5-foot 4-inches tall and had weighed 120 pounds before she had her baby, but that she had “put on a few pounds” with the pregnancy and that her bust had increased by a two full cups size so that her measurements were now 32DD-27-35. Adding that to her tanned, olive skin, hazel eyes and auburn hair; she had a body that most men fantasized about and other women envied.

She was without a doubt what the rest of the waiters at the club referred to as a “room stopper” and tonight hadn’t been any different. When she and her husband had arrived it seemed that everything in the room had come to a stop and you could have heard a pin drop, yet no one even noticed him, it was her and only her. She was wearing the classic full-length black dress that was worn at these functions but hers was trimmed with sequins that ran down the front and back of her dress to form “V’s” that drew attention to her ample cleavage and the deep plunge that stopped just above her buttocks. While the final touch was a diamond choker around her neck that probably cost more than Dan hoped to make in the next 10 years. Yet she didn’t even seem to notice the looks and silence as she and her husband entered and were escorted to their customary seats. After being seated, it was as if a switch had been thrown and everything returned to normal as people throughout the room began to talk again. Dan returned to work with the other staff but vaguely recalled seeing Mr. Beach get up and leave the table at about 10:30PM while talking to someone on his cellphone and that he hadn’t seen him return.

Like most of the work crew, Dan had snuck several drinks throughout the evening and felt bold and light-headed as he relied to Mrs. Beach’s offer. “Mrs. Beach, I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit that I’d love to take you up on your offer but I think I should find your husband and have him help you get to your room.”

Slowly, tears formed in Mrs. Beach’s eyes. “You won’t find that son-of-a-bitch here. He left almost an hour ago saying that he had received an important business call and needed to leave and that he would see me in a couple of day. But that’s BULLSHIT. I happen to know that he and his slut of a personal assistant have been having an affair since I was six months pregnant and that they are in the company plane right now, heading for the Bahamas, fucking their brains out. So I figure if it’s good enough for him it’s good enough for me. That being the case, would you like to come upstairs and fuck me or do I go to my room alone and play with myself?”

Dan quickly took the classic pose of offering her his arm as he replied, “It will be my pleasure to escort you to your room, Mrs. Beach.”

Smiling for the first time since she’d approached him she took his arm. “Thank you very much, young man. It is so good to know that chivalry hasn’t died and there are still some who will come to the aid of a woman in need.”

As they left the diningroom, Dan noticed several people watching them and could only imagine what they were thinking. Mrs. Beach sensed it too and added gentle pressure to his arm to keep them going until they reached the elevator, taking it to the third-floor penthouse that was reserved for her and her husband.

Once inside she turned and looked at Dan. “Ok, baby, there are only three rules for this event tonight. Number one: no kissing on the lips. I’m not looking for a lover. Number two: I want your cock buried in me as deep as possible at midnight, and number three: no pulling out when you cum. I just had a baby and shouldn’t have to worry about getting pregnant again for a while so I want to feel your cum filling me and dripping from my pussy just like a slut. Think you can deal with that?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Dan replied as he pulled her towards him and squeezed her breast. Instantly bahis firmaları he felt the material become warm and wet.

“That’s it baby. Squeeze my mommy tits and feel the milk squirting from them. Hmmmmmm… so fucking good. My husband hasn’t touched my tits since before I had the baby and they need it so bad. Help me get out of this dress so you can suck my tits, baby.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” he answered as he untied the shoulder strings to her dress, exposing Mrs. Beach’s glorious body as the dress slid to the floor. Dan was both surprised and excited to see that she wasn’t wearing any panties but now stood in front of him naked except for a pair of sheer black nylons, a garter-belt, and black high-heels.

Stepping closer she gently grabbed the crotch of his pants as his erection began to tent the front of this. “Listen, baby, for tonight you can call me Karen, or mommy, or anything dirty name you want to, but please don’t call me ma’am or Mrs. Beach.”

“Mommy?”

“Yes, mommy. You have to remember I just had a baby not too long ago and before the night is over you’re going to be a mother-fucker,” she purred seductively as she knelt on the floor in front of him. “Now let’s get your clothes off so I can see what I’m going to be enjoying tonight,”

While Dan removed his shirt, Karen quickly released his belt and pulled his pants and boxer down to his ankles. “Hmmmmm… I’m going to enjoy this,” she whispered as she wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly lowered her mouth around it.

Dan instinctively reached down and wrapped his fingers in Karen’s hair as she began to suck his cock. “Oh, fuck. Your mouth is so wet and warm. I’m already so fucking turned-on by the idea of fucking you that you’re going to make me cum if you’re not careful. That tongue of yours is so fucking talented. You’re getting me harder then I’ve ever been before.”

Pulling away from his cock, Karen looked up at Dan. “Don’t you dare cum in my mouth, at least not this time. I want to feel your cum deep in my pussy. I want to feel it dripping out onto my thighs and ass. I want to be your slut. Treat me just like a common whore. Make me scream when you pump your load deep inside of me. Talk dirty to me and call me anything you want. Tell what you’re going to do to me and what you want me to do to you. Now, let’s get on the bed so you can fill me with this marvelous cock of yours and fuck me.”

Dan looked down at Karen and a fantasize he’d read about in several adult books and magazines popped into his head. If this is what she wanted then it was what he was going to give her. “Ok then bitch. If you want to get fucked then fucked you’ll get. Stand up and get over by the bed.”

A sparkle appeared in Karen’s eyes as she did what Dan had told her. This is what she wanted. A man to tell her what to do and then take her passionately; the hell with “love” it was overrated as she’d learned from her husband. She hadn’t had a cock in her for almost six months and that was going to change tonight. Reaching the bed she looked over her shoulder as Dan approached. “What would you like me to do now?”

“Just bend over and put your hands on the bed, slut, and spread your legs nice and wide for me. Let me see that pussy of yours.”

This was more than she had hoped and dreamed of, she thought as she bent over. Not only was she going to get fucked but this young man was dominating her like her husband never had. She could feel her pussy lips swelling as she became more aroused and her fluids began to coat her inner lips.

“I can’t see your pussy, ,” Dan growled as he moved forward and spanked Karen on her right ass cheek. “Put your fucking head down on the bed and use your hands to spread your asscheeks open for me.”

Karen responded instantly and the room filled with the heady aroma of her arousal as she spread her asscheeks and revealed her wet, swollen pussy. Never in her life had she expected to be so turned on. She had more than her share of lovers before she had been married but none of them had ever affected her like this young man. He hadn’t even touched her and yet she could feel that she was already on the brink of an orgasm.

“That’s it you fucking tease. I’ve watched you for the past three years that I’ve worked here as you’ve walked around like the rest of us are nothing but servants to take care of you. Well tonight it’s going to be different. Tonight you’ll do exactly what I tell you, when I tell you, without question. Do you understand me?”

Karen nodded that she understood and waited for Dan’s next command.

“Ok, now I’m going to tell you my rules. Number one: For once in your spoiled life you’re going to let yourself go entirely, which means you can curse, swear or scream all you want. I want you to not only act but be the slut you’ve said you want to be. Number two: You’ll do whatever I say when I say and number three: since you’ve asked me to fill you with my cum you need to leave it there. kaçak iddaa If you get pregnant so be it. Do you understand?”

Karen whimpered as she obeyed.

“Now, take your right hand off your ass and slip two fingers into your pussy. I want to see just how wet you are already.”

Karen knew what was going to happen the instant she touched herself and shivered at the thought. In a matter of moments this young man had gotten her more excited than her husband had ever gotten her. Biting her lower lip to try and prolong what was going to happen she reached for her pussy and spread the lip with her fingers before gently touching her aroused clit. Instantly, her legs trembled and she began to fall forwards onto the bed as her orgasm flowed through her until she felt Dan’s hands grabbing her waist and pulling her back so she was bent over the bed again.

“I didn’t say you could lay down, slut. Now finish what I told you to do and put your fingers into your pussy.”

Even in her dazed condition Karen obeyed and the fireworks went off again but this time she wasn’t able to hold back as she began to slide her fingers in and out of her pussy. “Ohhhh, yessssssssss. Oh my god. I’m cumming. Ohhhh god, baby. No one has even been able to do this to me before. Yes… yes… yes… again… I’m cumming aaaaaaGGGGGAAAAIINNNNN. AHHHHHHHHH,” Karen shouted.

“That’s it you little mommy slut. Finger your pussy like a whore and make yourself cum all over your hand. I want to see just how much cum is going to be coating my cock when I slide it into you and fill your pussy with my cum.”

“Do it. Put your cock in my cunt and fuck me. Oh, god I love the sound of that word… cunt… cunt… cunt. It makes me feel so wanton and depraved. My husband says that ‘ladies’ don’t use such words but tonight I’m not a ‘lady’ am I? I’m a slut and I want to feel your cock deep inside of my cunt filling me with your cum. I need to know that I’m good for something to someone.”

Dan stood silently when he heard her comment. So this was the reason for her behavior. She felt as if she was worthless because of what he husband was doing and not doing. “Ok, slut. I’ll show you what you’re good for. Reach between your legs and show me how much you want my cock inside of you. Grab it and put it right into that nice sweet cunt of yours.”

Once again Karen did exactly as she was told to do and grabbed Dan’s hard cock. As she wrapped her hand around it she realized that it felt bigger and harder than when she’d sucked it but she didn’t care. She needed to feel it deep inside of her. Standing there, bent over with her pussy exposed to this young man, she knew she was about to cross a line that she could never come back from and didn’t care. She had been faithful to her husband from the day they started dating and he’d repaid he with his comments about her enlarged body since the pregnancy and going off on his “business trips” to fuck his assistant. Tonight was her night and she knew exactly what she wanted as she brought Dan’s cock to the gaping hole of her aroused pussy. “Here it is, shove that cock of yours inside of me and show me how good a mother-fucker you can be.”

Grasping his cock, Dan slid it up and down Karen’s pussy coating it with her juices. “Is this what you want, bitch? You want my cock inside of you? Pounding that sweet little cunt of yours just like some common street whore? You want to feel it stretching you and slamming into the back of your pussy? Tell me what you want, slut.”

Instinctively, Karen began to rock back against Dan as she tried to capture his cock inside of her. “Fuck me. Stop teasing me with the beautiful hard cock of yours and fill my pussy. Fuck me hard and fast like a common slut. Give it to me, please. I can’t take this much longer. Every time you hit my clit I can feel my pussy tingle. Please baby, fuck this mommy with your cock. Make me scream.”

Hearing her plea sent Dan over the edge and he knew he couldn’t wait any longer either. With one hand holding his cock, he grabbed Karen’s waist with the other and entered her. Her pussy felt was so hot and wet that it felt as if he had entered a cauldron of molten lava that was sucking him into its very core, but he didn’t pull back, instead with one single thrust he buried himself into her until he felt the tip of his cock press against her cervix deep at the bottom of her pussy.

“AAAAAiiiieeeeeeeee. Fuck, you feel so damn big. Oh… ohhhh… I’m… oh shit… I’m going to cum already. Hold me baby… pump that cock… of yours… into me. Harder… harder… that’s it. Fuck… me… baby. Noooowwwwwww,” she screamed as she her orgasm surged through her like an electric charge from her core to every part of her body.

Dan felt her pussy muscles spasm and grasp at his cock trying to milk his juices from him as her body trembled and shook beneath him. The sensation was almost more than he could take and he knew that with a few more stokes he’d be joining kaçak bahis her in orgasmic bliss but a plan had formulated in his mind and he quickly looked at the clock he’d seen next to the bed. “11:30,” he had plenty of time.

Reaching under her, Dan grabbed Karen’s swaying tits and squeezed them as he lunged into her again causing the two to fall forward onto the bed. He was firmly planted inside of her and her legs were spread open for him. “Now it’s my turn, baby. You said you wanted me to fuck you good and hard well I’m going to do exactly that. I’m going pound your pussy until I push my cock into your womb and then I’m going to cum inside of you. I’m going to pump so much of my hot, young, potent cum into you that you’ll feel like you’re going to explode. Maybe I’ll knock you up. What about that? You want me to try and knock you up with my baby?”

Karen lay there slowly drifting down from her orgasm as she listened to Dan. Her body was already responding to his cock inside of her and she could feel breast milk spraying from her each time he squeezed her tits but it was when he said that he was going to try and get her pregnant that she suddenly felt as if she were on fire. She had never intended it to go so far and she wasn’t actually sure she could get pregnant this soon after delivering her baby but the idea sounded deliciously wicked and wanton which was exactly what she wanted and needed. Let him fuck her deep and pump his load of cum inside of her. It would teach her son-of-a-bitch husband what he was missing by fucking his assistant. “Yessssss, baby. Do it. Fuck me deep and fill me with your cum. See if you can knock me up and fill me with another baby. Mmmmm… wouldn’t that be marvelous… a baby from my fuck toy.”

Dan didn’t wait for Karen to say any more as he lunged into her, driving his cock against the entrance to her womb.

Karen could feel Dan’s cock as it slid deep into her and slammed against her cervix. Stars flashed in front of her eyes from the pleasure/pain he was causing by slamming against her cervix each time he thrust into her pussy and from the way he was pinching and squeezing her breasts causing milk to spray from them to coat the bedding beneath her but she didn’t care. He was giving exactly what she had wanted and needed. “AAAAAaaaaggghhhhh… Yeesssss… yessssss… fuck… me… hard. Fill… my… cunt… with… your… cock. Punch… a… hole… in… me… and… fill… me… with… your… cum. Yess… that’s… it… fuck… me. You’re… going… to… make… me… cum… again. Now… now… now… NOW… FILL… MY CUNT… WITH… YOUR… CUM… AND… KNOCK… ME… UP… AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHH,” she panted each time Dan drove into her.

Dan felt her pussy spasm and grip his cock once again but this time he didn’t fight it and let his cum streak from his balls, up his shaft and deep into Karen’s waiting pussy. “Here it is slut. Feel my cum filling your cunt? Feel it pouring into you? I’m going to fill you until it drips from you for a week,” Dan yelled as he pushed his cock deep inside of her.

Whether it was seconds, minutes or hours neither cared as they both floated in the pleasure of their mutual orgasms. Until, finally unable to hold himself up any longer Dan rolled to his side, pulling his cock from Karen’s pussy with a resounding “pop.”

Karen continued to lay there, slowly returning from the world of euphoric bliss, thinking about what had just happened to her. This young man had treated her just as she asked but rather than feel degraded or used as she thought she would she felt alive for the first time in over a year. Her pussy felt deliciously sore from the fucking he’d given her and yet she craved more as their combined cum slid from her opening and coated her clit. But there was more; he had awakened feelings deep inside of her that had lay dormant since before she had become pregnant; feelings of a passion long gone from her marriage. Slowly she admitted that becoming pregnant had been a last desperate attempt to spark that passion, but instead her husband had begun to spend more and more time at the office. It wasn’t until later that she had found out about the affair he was having with his personal assistant, but none of that mattered now. She wanted Dan again, but not just to fuck her, she wanted him as her lover… her passionate, caring, young lover. Turning her head she looked at him as he lay on his side with his eyes shut. “Dan?”

“Yes.”

“You remember what I said earlier about not wanting you as a lover and how I only wanted you to fuck me?”

Dan’s world seemed to crash in on him as he heard her question, but there was something in her tone that sent a thrill up his spine. “Yes. Why?”

“Well, I was wondering if you’d like to reconsider that and make love to me? I want to feel you sliding deep into me with all the passion we just shared, but… well… I don’t know. I just would like you to make love to me if you’re interested.”

Opening his eyes he looked directly into Karen’s as they lay there. “Does that mean I can kiss you?”

Smiling, Karen replied. “I think that would be a very good place to start.”

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6’4 Brian walks out of his house on Friday afternoon, his tanned face split into a smile. Last week he had turned 18 and now finally he and his older girlfriend Diana would finally have sex. This once Brian’s first time and he was praying he wouldn’t fuck it up.

He hops into his SUV and pushes his light brown hair back as drives to her house, while calling her on his cell phone. “Baby I’m coming over.” He says softly, in the gentle voice that drove her crazy. “Good.” She says. “Hurry up. I’m waiting for you.”

He smiles and drove somewhat faster than he should have as he headed to her home, glad for once that he had her key. He pulls up in front of her house and climbs out of his vehicle and took her steps two at a time. As he reached for the door knob the door flew open and he was pulled into a very passionate kiss. “Happy belated birthday.”

He grins as he kisses his 5’2 Diana back and pushes the door shut with a foot. “I love you Diana.” She smiles and nips his shoulder. “I love you too Brian. You ready for your first time?”

He laughs and nods. “I’ve been ready baby.” He says as he takes her hand and leads her upstairs. He had been to her house before under the guise that he was babysitting but he hadn’t done much other than learn the house talk nasty to Diana and baby-sit Diana’s kid sister that stayed over a lot. Diana smiles bahis firmaları as he walks straight into her room and paused near the bed to reach for her.

He pulls her close and kisses her deeply as his hands moved up and down her body. She places a hand on his chest and pushes him back for a second as she grins. “This is your first time and our first time together. Let me pleasure you first.” She says in a husky voice as she kneels in front of him. She undoes his jeans slowly as she looks up to him. “Take off your shirt.” She commands.

Quickly he strips off his shirt gasping as he feels air brush across his already very hard cock. She smiles as she slowly licks the spongy tip, then sucks it into her mouth her soft long black hair bouncing off his legs as she slowly moved her head up and down his length. He thrust some into her mouth and he could hear a small moan come from her. He moaned himself, already close to the edge. “Mmmmm Diana …… baby I don’t know how long I can last.” She just keeps going till he shoots into her mouth. She catches all of it and swallows it. She pauses for a moment to grab a glass from the night stand and drink from it before she kisses him. “Are you ready Brain?” She murmurs as she pushes him back.

He grins and with a swift move flipped their bodies over so he was on top. “Yes I am and I plan on being kaçak iddaa on top first.” He says then smiles. “She nods and points to a drawer on the night stand, Protection.” She says simply. He nods and moves to grab one of many condom packs in her drawer. He quickly tears into the package and slips it on his still hard member. Leaning over her he holds himself just outside her. “Are you ready Diana?” He asks softly as he rubs his hard cock over her lower lips. She moans and nods. “I’ve been waiting all day for this.” She moans as she thrusts her hips up some. He smiles and with one quick thrust he enters her, both gasping as he enters her tight sheath. “Oh God Diana…… Your fucking tight.” He moans. She smiles and closes her eyes as she nods. “I know baby. Start moving some.”

Nodding he began to thrust slowly into her. She moans as her hips met his urging him faster. “Play with my breasts baby. Use one arm to hold you up.” She instructed as he continued to thrust. Nodding he shifted some and placed one of his large hands over her breast. He tweaked her nipples getting a loud gasp followed by a moan. He smiles and thrusts hard as she screams with pleasure. He moans as he feels his balls tighten up. “DIANA ……… OH GOD BABY ……..I’M CUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMIIIIIINNNGGGG!!!!” He Roars out his release has he collapses on her body. She smiles and strokes kaçak bahis his back as they both lay there panting.

“Oh my ………. I may need some time before I can go again.” She murmurs as he chuckles. “I think I will too. But as long as I get to stay right here I’m good.” She laughs and smiles as she tightens her arms around him. “Of course you can sweetheart.” She murmurs then smiles, “But remember I’m not done with you yet.” deep into her he lowered his head and began to suck on the nipple of her other breast still tweaking the first nipple. She moans and thrusts her hips to meet his. “Oh ……… Brian…… I’m about toooooooo OOOOOOHHHHHH GOOOOOD BRIIIIIAAAAANNNN!!!!!” She cries as she comes.

He smiles as he feels her tighten around him some and thrusts faster and harder into her. “Oh God Diana …….. Yell my name again baby….. let me know you like it.” He groans as he keeps thrusting into her like a jackhammer. “She keeps moaning, her hands clinging to his back as she screams with pleasure. He moans as he feels his balls tighten up. “DIANA ……… OH GOD BABY ……..I’M CUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMIIIIIINNNGGGG!!!!” He Roars out his release has he collapses on her body. She smiles and strokes his back as they both lay there panting.

“Oh my ………. I may need some time before I can go again.” She murmurs as he chuckles. “I think I will too. But as long as I get to stay right here I’m good.” She laughs and smiles as she tightens her arms around him. “Of course you can sweetheart.” She murmurs then smiles, “But remember I’m not done with you yet.”

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“But you can’t do that,” I explained, “This isn’t our holiday place. You can’t just throw a party – you know how your uncle is. You’re being terribly selfish.”

When you’re not expecting it, a slap in the face comes as quite a shock. I was speechless as I watched my step daughter storm out of the door, get into the car and drive off, the screech of the tires fighting with the sound of the revving engine.

The funny thing was that I was probably less surprised than her two friends who were standing at the kitchen counter unpacking the drinks and food into the fridge.

Mona, who has always shown a dry sense of humour muttered, “Well that was unexpected.” After a moment she added, “Are you okay Mr K?”

I nodded, still unable to mouth any response and then went outside to try to gather my thoughts. The two girls followed me both still trying to consol me, both well aware how embarrassed I might be. Their words were diplomatic and both assured me that I had been reasonable. I thanked them and then went for a walk around the small resort trying to clear my mind.

Kirsty indicated to my mobile phone when I got back. “You’ve missed two calls Mr K.”

My wife was a dangerous calm on the other end of the phone and I was extremely gladdened that she wasn’t angry with me. It seemed that one of the girls had phoned her and explained the situation and she was ready to spit fire. Her daughter had apparently whimsically decided to drive all the way back home and despite the 90 minute drive could not be persuaded to turn around – the two girls and I were stranded. Would I mind, she asked, if we could stay the night and she would come pick us up the following day?

“No problem, darling. I’ll speak to you tomorrow then. Love you.”

I went back into the house to explain the situation and it was then that night to come began to come into existence.

“Uh, girls – Brenda has decided to go straight home by the looks of things. We’ll be staying the night and then going home in the morning.”

“But we hadn’t taken our clothes out the car yet.” moaned Kirsty. She gestured at herself, “This is all I have.”

The small orange shirt covered a bright yellow bikini top that left a bare midriff that was being caressed by a very short skirt. She had come to catch some sun with as much of her skin as was decently possible. Her standards of decency fortunately were pretty loose.

The clothing problem was one that I had not thought of – I was suddenly aware that I was grimy from the drive down to the resort and if I decided to shower, I too would have nothing to put on. Mona and her beautiful body would also have to come up with a plan B. Her light brown shorts were complimented by a large buckled belt and a relatively tight tank top that left much of her shoulders naked. She had her long blond hair tied in a neat ponytail. It occurred to me that there were many worse things to have to do than spend time with two delightfully gorgeous eighteen year old girls.

“We’ll have to make a plan,” I said, ‘but we have food, something to drink and an evening to kill. – I am going to go put on the Jacuzzi and relax”

I had just settled into the warmth of the water and the soothing pummel of the bubbles when Mona came into the Jacuzzi area and asked if I minded if the two of them joined me. The tub was relatively large and there was enough space so I agreed happily, not having expected to see them till much later.

The two girls weren’t particularly conscious of how pretty they were. Mona had a strong muscled dancer’s body with lovely definition. The bikini bottom she had worn under her shorts was a deep red and covered her tight ass very closely. She laughed apologetically at the strapless bra that she was wearing though I had to keep my reaction to the large expanse of flesh to myself. She was beautiful and had a way of crinkling her nose when she laughed that I thought was terribly attractive. I’d always thought that she was the sexiest of the friends that Brenda brought home. She had a tendency to wear long flowing feminine dresses and on her body they were delightfully arousing…

Kirsty was, in a sense, prettier with a model’s physique so she was not quite as athletic as Mona though she was in extremely good shape. The bright bikini top was very small and her larger breasts were enticingly on show. It matched the bikini brief she was wearing and I was taken by the size of it – two palm sized triangles of cloth kept together by pieces of string. I was beginning to think some very wrong thoughts.

We spoke about inconsequentials and I settled into the water telling them some stories of my varsity days and some of the things that I had gotten bahis firmaları up to as a younger man. I was able to put their sexiness on the periphery of my conscious mind and was able not to ogle them too obviously though Mona’s bra had immediately soaked as she sat in the tub leaving a distinct though vague darker patch of nipple to glimpse before she slid under the water further. I was conscious that our legs were constantly touching – a pleasant inevitability of three people and the size of the tub.

It was Mona who moved the conversation around to sex when she asked me about my girlfriends when I was younger. We discussed some of my dating history but stopped when she put her hand on my arm and looked at me earnestly.

“Mr K,” she said, “Kirsty and I have a question that we want to ask you – but it’s very personal and we don’t want to offend you. With Brenda gone, I don’t think we would get a better chance but …” she trailed off.

I was suddenly more alert – there was some tension in the air and I couldn’t place it. “Go ahead Mona – I promise I won’t be silly.”

This was a very naïve promise given some of the things I did later but at the time it made sense.

“We want to ask you about your sex life with Mrs K. Uhm…” Her nose crinkled beautifully. “Do you ever, uhm, go down on Mrs K?”

I went with the flow, too aroused to be shocked. “Yes, it’s something I particularly like doing actually.”

“And does she ever come when you are licking her?” This was from Kirsty who was looking at me very directly.

“Sometimes, but not always. I like to get her very excited before I …” I wasn’t sure how to finish the sentence and I had noticed that Kirsty’s nipples were stretching at fabric of her bikini top. There was a short silence which I salvaged by asking “Why do you want to know?”

“It’s our boyfriends,” said Mona, “They don’t really want to do that with us and we want to know how to get them to make us cum. You’re the only older man we can ask about it.”

“Have you done it often?” I asked her, my mind imagining the beautiful pussy behind the black fabric below the water.

“No, only twice, but I really liked it – it made me feels special, like really sexy”

Kirsty nodded, “If you could tell us how we could persuade them to suck our…” she rushed on bravely, “clits, then we would be very happy. What do you do to Mrs K?”

“Well, I like her to be comfortable and to lie on her back naked, with her legs spread apart. I like to kiss around her lips before I lick her. She likes me to start slowly with long slow licks that stop on her clit. Then I push with my tongue gently until she lifts her hips inviting me to do more. The thing is that is something we’ve worked out together though – you may be different.”

Mona bit her lip and nodded, slightly pensive.

I was now very aware of the way our lower legs were touching and wasn’t sure where to go with the conversation but I couldn’t help but keep it on the sexual track it was on. “I like to lick her pussy in little bursts – I lick with long strokes and then stick my tongue into her. When she is hot, she really likes that.” Of course, I wasn’t thinking of being between my wife’s thighs as I said this. It was Mona’s cunt that was taunting me. The water was strangely hot and uncomfortable and part of me was relieved when Kirsty stood up and climbed out the tub. I had to admire her arse as she walked away from us but I admit to being a little disappointed when she called over her shoulder to Mona who obligingly also left. I caught a small glimpse of her shapely breasts through the fabric of her bra but was suddenly alone thinking I had probably overplayed my hand and possibly offended them.

All in all I was somewhat relieved that the sexual tension had reduced somewhat – all I needed was the girls telling anyone how much of a pervert I was. I relaxed back into the now soothing water and had delicious day dreams for 10 minutes until I decided to get up and out of the tub. I dropped my now wet jocks and pulled on the pair of shorts from the day and headed into the house. The girls were in the kitchen wrapped in white towels preparing some food.

I got myself a drink and went through to the open plan sitting room and sat on the sofa. I grabbed the TV remote and flicked my way through the channels in a reasonably comfortable silence. I was stalling though – I wanted to apologise before I got myself into trouble – I could pass it off as having been an innocent answer since they had brought up the subject. I was about to speak when Mona came into that part of the room and started to apologise herself.

“I’m so sorry I put you on the spot like that, Mr K, please don’t kaçak iddaa think less of me, of us.” She gestured vaguely behind her where Kirsty was fastidiously chopping carrots.

“Of course, not – don’t think about it.”

“Can we make it up to you?” she asked. “We have a salad ready and the food has been heated. Please come join us in the kitchen.

I was pleasantly impressed – Kirsty had laid a lovely table and we sat down at the little four seater table quite comfortably to enjoy a lovely little meal. We washed the dishes and returned to the sofa to relax.

Mona sat across the small coffee table and folded her legs underneath her quite unselfconsciously. Kirsty settled herself on the other side of the two seater while I found some bland romantic comedy on the TV which we watched in companionable silence. The girls seemed to enjoy the film but I found myself looking at their bodies hoping that the tightly wrapped towels would slip.

After some time Kirsty tapped my knee and said demurely, “Mr K, if you weren’t offended earlier can we ask you a question again?’ Her request was polite and ignored the stifled gasp from Mona across the room.

“Do you think we’re attractive? Seriously?”

I assured them that I thought they were both very pretty and that any guy would be lucky to have them. Then, why, interrupted Mona, did they have such trouble getting guys to look after their needs?

I was at a loss – I couldn’t imagine being so self-centered that I wouldn’t want to look after the sexual needs of either of these gorgeous creatures. I didn’t know what to say so I kept my answer vague. “Maybe you need to communicate what you want more effectively?”

“I don’t understand.” Mona’s eyes crinkled in confusion.

“Let’s say Kirsty was your boyfriend. How would she know what you like? How would it feel if you were in her shoes? Okay stand up, both of you. Let’s say your boyfriend comes up to hug you – what do you say?”

Surprisingly the two girls hugged.

“Where do you like to be kissed Mona?”

“Just below my ear to the base of my throat.”

Kirsty was doing an excellent imitation of Mona’s boyfriend – she tilted her head slightly and kissed Mona’s earlobe and then nuzzled her neck. I’m not sure why but Mona didn’t seem to be disturbed. She lifted her face to allow Kirsty better access.

“Tell your boyfriend what you want, Mona.” I planned to ride this pony until it dropped under me.

“Lower,” whispered Mona, “Put your arms around me.”

KIisty sat down slowly pulling an unresisting Mona with her. As Mona settled, Kirsty continued to kiss her neck and I had been forgotten. Another whispered “Lower” had Kirsty kissing Mona’s breastbone. Eventually Kirsty was on the edge of the tightly tucked towel. Mona lifted her hand to Kirsty’s shoulder and pushed gently downward and I watched entranced as Mona’s towel was loosened from her body. Her breasts were small but pert with small nipples. I heard her whisper “Nipples” and Kirsty moved obligingly downwards taking one into her mouth. She was gentle – tugging at it with her lips and then licking it and then transferring her attention to the other breast.

Mona looked at me and smiled. Her eyes were dark and her nose crinkled in that lovely way of hers. Kirsty had slid sideways to Mona was on the sofa next to her still ardently sucking on her breast her other hand lightly tracing circles around the nipple. Again Mona smiled at me in a way that my cock could never ignore. By now she had slipped down on the sofa and Kirsty had fallen to her knees. Mona caught my eye a third time and then she deliberately reached down and loosened Kirsty’s towel which fell to the floor.

I barely breathed my next words, “Tell her what you want, Mona”

Mona’s hands went to Kirsty’s shoulders pushing her downwards. “Lick my cunt, please just lick my cunt.”

Kirsty moved her head lower and her body backwards revealing her beautiful lips to my starving gaze. Mona had trimmed her blond hair short and created just a small patch above her slit. Her pussy lips were already quite open. Kirsty pushed her backwards and then moved between her legs. She kissed Mona’s left knee and then left a trail of soft pecks towards Mona’s pussy. Just before reaching the entrance to her cunt she moved to the other knee and licked and kissed her way back to Mona’s core. Mona settled back in the couch and draped her legs over the sides spreading herself wider. Her voice was full of earthy desire as she looked at me.

“Can you show her how, Mr K? My pussy is waiting just for you.”

I couldn’t stop myself from moving forward. Her leg muscles flexed as she lifted her hips towards me. I plunged kaçak bahis at her – sticking my tongue as far as I could into her gaping cunt. I lapped at it like a water starved man at an ice-cream before I could regain some composure. Kirsty had her hands next to mine on Mona’s thighs and she whispered into my ear as I licked, “When is it my turn Mr K?”

I generously moved back a little and watched Kirsty’s tongue descend on the open cunt. Kirsty was more delicate than I had been – her tongue lightly touched the folds. Her licks were delicate and teasing and Mona lifted her hips inviting further touch. Kirsty lifted her hand and slowly pushed her index finger into her friend’s pussy. It was almost poetic, done neatly like a spoon into honey. Then she withdrew slightly before sliding it in again. I looked beyond this heavenly massage and watched Mona whose eyes were closed. She opened them and smiled that smile again that invited me forward this time. I pulled my shorts down and placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy. She winked at me and I pushed myself into her.

I felt Kirsty’s hand touching my shaft as I moved and broke eye contact with Mona to look at her. Kirsty leaned forward and kissed me, lightly. My mouth opened but her tongue was feathery – touching my lips and tongue briefly. Then she leaned over and kissed Mona more fully – mouth wide open and tongue lavishly generous. Her hand reached down between Mona and I and I felt her fingers encircle me as I thrust slowly into Mona. The silence was pregnant with our intensity. I leaned slightly forward and Kirsty came to my mouth more aggressively, pushing her tongue between my lips seemingly hungry for me. She pulled back slowly leaving light kisses on my chin.

Mona pulled herself up and kissed me. It was hard and demanding but brief. Then her lips followed the line of my jaw and her tongue traced a lazy circle round my ear. The words she whispered were faint and she translated them more clearly by pulling me into her and wrapping her legs around my back. By this time she was almost completely horizontal and this was an angle that presented a lovely challenge to Kirsty who now positioned her pussy above Mona’s face and slowly lowered herself downward. I saw Mona’s tongue dart out and lick at Kirsty’s cunt and then last sight of it as the angle became impossible. Her effect on Kirsty was electric –Kirsty started a tiny little screeching sound that rose in temp o every so often. Her pussy rode forward and backward on Mona’s face relentlessly. With a shriek she came, stiffening and then collapsing forward into me. I kissed her again and this time she was more generous accepting my tongue with vigour.

The angle must have been too much for her because she pushed herself up and stepped around to kneel behind me. Mona loosened her grip on my body as I felt Kirsty’s compliant form hug me from behind, the tactile reality of her hardened nipples against my back. I resumed my gentle thrusting and was rewarded by a shuddering moan from Mona and a line of kisses along my shoulder from Kirsty who whispered a hazardous “My turn” into my ear.

Mona wasn’t quite as keen to let me go though – she slid off the sofa onto her knees and encouraged me to sit on the sofa. I loved watching her small mouth open and accept the top of my cock. Her kisses were soft and moist and I felt her tongue caress the underside. She teased me – moving away until it was just her lower lip that was lightly touching me. Then she took more of me into her mouth while jerking me off with her hand. Kirsty pouted for a moment and then too kneeled before my hardon. Her mouth was able take more of me. My cock was passed between them until Kirsty said forcefully to me, “I want you now.”

Mona nodded languorously and swapped places with me and then started sliding her fingers up and down her slit occasionally sliding her finger into her pussy. Kirsty placed herself between Mona and me. She faced Mona and then leant down on all fours, presenting her gaping pussy to my eager cock. She looked back at me her face framed by Mona’s inner thighs and pussy. With one finger she slowly slid into Mona while I entered her from behind. I pushed hard only encouraged by her “Harder Mr K, push that cock in harder” Then she was silent as she descended on Mona’s cunt again. This time she was vigorous and desperate with my motions thrusting her face into her friend who had slid her hands between her legs and had spread her pussy for Kirsty to have better access.

I pushed hard into her and developed a steady rhythm pounding into her and pushing her face into her friend’s cunt. I could feel myself getting ready to burst and she must have senses something because as I was about to explode she turned to look at me. I came loudly – beyond anything I had done for some years and collapsed forward pulling them into a tangle of legs and pussy.

End of Part One

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No matter how many times he had seen it, Pastor Andy Craft was never really prepared for death. As he stood next to Jim Andrew’s hospital bed and held his hand, he knew the end was near. Jim’s wife, Kelly, was stroking her husband’s forehead. His breath was more and more shallow and infrequent. Finally, there was a noise from his throat and then nothing. “He’s gone,” the nurse said. Kelly said nothing, just continued stroking his brow. The two children moved behind their mother, holding her. They had begun the grieving process two weeks ago when Jim suffered an aneurysm at work. They faced the difficult decision to turn off the ventilator yesterday. But even when you expect death, its finality is still a shock.

Some ministers would have immediately offered a prayer and taken control of the situation. After all, that was their job. It wasn’t Andy’s style, however. He knew the family needed this time alone and they would call him back to the room when they were ready. Experience taught him that the best thing he could do was attend to some of the practical things. He stepped out of the room and called the funeral home. He notified the church’s senior pastor, Cynthia Thompson, and then called some of the family’s friends who had told him they wanted to be notified.

Fifteen or twenty minutes later, Jim Jr. found him in the visitor’s lounge, and draped his arm over his shoulder. “Thanks for all you’ve done, Andy. We all appreciate it.”

“How’s your mother, Jim?”

“You know Mom. She deals with things by staying busy and taking charge. She’s trying to comfort Becky and the grandkids, calling the rest of the relatives. I told her you’d taken care of the funeral home. Of course, she said, ‘He didn’t have to do that,’ but tomorrow she’ll appreciate it.” Jim collapsed into Andy’s arms, softly sobbing, “He was a good dad.”

“The best,” Andy said. “Is there anything I can do, Jim?”

Drying his eyes, Jim said, “Why don’t you come in and say a prayer. I think we need that right now.” Andy returned to the room and read a few verses from the Bible and prayed a prayer of comfort. Becky asked him if her dad was in heaven.

“Of course he is, Becky. Of course he is. He’s going to be watching you, cheering at the kids’ soccer games, watching you kick butt in the courtroom.”

She wiped her eyes and smiled, “I’ve always appreciated you, Andy. You don’t sound like a typical, self-righteous asshole, like a lot of your kind.”

Andy said, “You sounded like your dad, just then. He never minced words.”

“Well, I am my father’s daughter,” Becky said with a smile.

When there was a death in the family a pastor’s job really began after the person died. The family, especially a spouse, went through a predictable pattern; shock, disbelief, anger and finally acceptance. Andy didn’t believe it was his job to constantly reassure people, but to be there and let them talk; let them experience their grief. He listened while they blamed God and let them know that it was O.K. to be angry at God. He let them work through their guilt and was there to listen and occasionally reminded them they’d done all they could and that it was O.K. to get on with life. The process took a long time, and, in fact, Andy felt that if a person claimed to have come to accept the death too soon, it would come back to haunt her later, and make it harder to finally deal with.

Kelly and Jim had been a part of Andy’s Disciple Bible Study last year and they used to work with the youth group, which was one of Andy’s responsibilities. Andy and Kelly always had a close and easy relationship, so Pastor Cynthia suggested he take the lead in her pastoral care.

For the next seven or eight months, Andy was there for her. Sometimes he just listened, but more often than not, he talked with her. She wanted answers and wasn’t satisfied with the clichés he started to offer, so Andy opened up. He told her he didn’t believe people went to a place with streets of gold and singing angels, but he thought people became part of God and that caused God to change and evolve as God experienced what people had lived. He told her he didn’t think God was some all-powerful and all-knowing being who magically intervened in people’s lives but One who offered empathy and comfort. He was of the opinion that people lived on, not in some “heaven” out there, but in ours and God’s memories.

Kelly took all of this in, and one day she said, “You know that makes a lot more sense than the crap I heard all my life. It makes God believable.”

It wasn’t a surprise that Andy began to spend more and more time with Kelly. He discovered that he looked forward to his visits and their talks, and that their relationship was evolving from pastor/parishioner to friends.

It was almost a year after Jim’s death that Kelly called Andy. “I hope you know how much I’ve appreciated you. You helped me get through this year. I want to cook you dinner.”

“That sounds great, Kelly. When?”

“I know you’re busy with church stuff all week. How about Friday night? Around bahis firmaları 6:30?”

“Works for me. I’ll see you then.”

Friday night he rang the doorbell, a bottle of a 2002 Cabernet in his hand. “You didn’t have to do this,” she said.

“Well, since I really don’t think you’d want me to bring something I cooked, I thought this would be better. It should be ready to open.”

“Come on in. Dinner’s not ready. In fact, you’re going to help me cook. You need to learn to do something besides grill hamburgers.”

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing? This could be disastrous.”

“Bullshit…Oh sorry. I forgot you were a man of God,” she joked.

“Damn straight,” he retorted and they both laughed. “So what are we making?”

“Spaghetti. From scratch. None of that store-bought stuff. After all, my maiden name was Boscotelli. Now, let’s open that wine. You can’t cook Italian food without a glass of wine or two.”

The food was delicious, of course. Kelly was a great cook. “That was amazing,” Andy told her.

“Thanks. It’s good to have someone to cook for again.”

“Let me help you clean up.”

“Forget that. I’ll take care of it later.” When he started to object, she said, “I invited you, remember. You’re my guest. Besides, you helped cook.”

“Have it your way. And I don’t know how much help I was.”

“Let’s open another bottle and go to the living room,” she said, smiling.

Settling down in a comfortable chair, Andy found himself noticing Kelly in the way a man usually notices a woman. Her loose fitting shirt with a button open and her tight jeans made her look younger than her 56 years. Unlike a lot of women her age, she didn’t try to hide her gray hair. In fact, she probably dyed her stylish hair silver. And those deep blue eyes…

“So, Kelly, how are you, really?” he asked.

“I’m good…or at least a lot better. Getting back to work helped. I’ve got some interesting clients.” Kelly, like her daughter, was an attorney; a partner in a mid-size firm. “I still get lonely sometimes, but I guess that’s to be expected. But what about you? We’ve spent a year talking about me and my problems. How long has it been since the divorce?”

The divorce. He should be over it after four years, but to tell the truth, sometimes the pain still cut like a knife at unexpected times; when he saw a red-haired woman in shorts, when he heard a throaty laugh, when he saw a Holiday Inn and especially when he heard the name “Phil.”

“Four years,” said.

“Are you handling it O.K.?” Kelly asked softly.

“Sure. You know the cliché, ‘time heals all wounds,’ I can honestly say that I wish her and Phil the best.”

Maybe it was the slight catch in his voice or his failure to make eye contact, but Kelly looked at him for a long time and finally said, with more than a hint of sarcasm, “Right.”

“So, he said, “let’s change the subject. How are the grandkids?”

“Amazing, naturally. The kids tell me I’m spoiling them. And, of course, I am.” She swirled the wine in her glass, staring at it. “You know, when I said I was lonely, it’s not just that I don’t have anyone to talk to when I come home. I really miss…you know…”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Come on. A good-looking guy like you?

“Well, you’ve seen the women in the singles’ group at church. I’ve tried some on-line sites, but for some reason, when a woman finds out I’m a minister…let’s just say that pours cold water on things. And sends me to a cold shower.” Now it was Andy’s turn to stare into his glass. “So. How do you handle it?”

“Well, I have a friend who helps.”

“Oh.”

“No, it’s not like that. My…’friend’ uses batteries.” She buried her face in her hands and laughed. “I can’t believe I just said that,” she said when she caught her breath. I’m sorry,” as she started to laugh again.

“That’s all right. Besides, I’m sure you’ve noticed that my right arm is a lot more…ah…muscular than my left,”

That set Kelly off again. “Oh, my God!” By now she was laughing so hard, tears were streaming down her face.

“Well, it is what it is,” Andy said, trying hard to keep a straight face himself. “What does that mean, by the way, ‘It is what it is?’ I’ve never understood that. Seems kind of redundant to me.”

Still laughing, Kelly said “I don’t know…I don’t know.” This seemed to set her off again, and she was laughing hysterically.

When she calmed down, Andy said, “So…how often does your ‘friend’ come to visit?”

“A couple times a week, I suppose? I can’t believe I just told you that!” After she got her laughter under control, she asked, “How often do you ‘exercise’ your arm?”

“A hell of a lot more than twice a week, I can tell you that. And with that, I’d better go.”

“God, this was fun. The most fun I’ve had in LONG time,” Kelly said as she walked him to the door. “Come here. Give me a hug.”

It started out as a chaste, friendly embrace, but it lasted a bit too long. “Is that…”

“Don’t say it!” Andy kaçak iddaa interrupted.

“Don’t say what?” she asked playfully.

“Don’t ask if that’s a pickle in my pocket.”

“I wasn’t going to.” A pause. “I was going to ask if it was a cucumber,” as she started to laugh again. She stopped laughing when she felt the back of Andy’s hand lightly stroke her cheek. She took a step back, and looked into his brown eyes. Then she moved toward him, meeting him as he bent his head toward her. Their lips met, and their tongues immediately wound around each other, exploring. Feeling his hand on her still shapely ass, she hugged him even harder and backed toward the couch. She fell on it, pulling him with her. Their kisses become more fervent, more demanding. His knee pushed her legs apart and she felt his thigh hard against her. He flexed it, pushing it against her pussy. Denim rubbed against denim. He squeezed her breast as she arched her back and pushed against his leg. She grabbed his hard ass and pulled him even closer, grinding and twisting. Even through the rough material she could feel her orgasm coming as she ground her clit against his leg. Finally, it hit. She gasped, her whole body stiffening as the pleasure rolled over her. Then she fell back, her body completely relaxed.

Andy suddenly jumped up, and said, “I have to go. If I don’t stop I won’t be able to.”

“You don’t have to stop,” Kelly whispered.

“Yes. Yes I do,” he said, his voice shaking.

In his car, He reached down and felt his cock straining against his jeans. He pushed against it. Once. Twice. He was barely able to keep his car off the median as he came, soaking his boxers and jeans. He turned into a 7-11 parking lot, his breath coming in gasps. He waited long minutes before he felt calm enough to drive to his apartment.

******

The church secretary told him he seemed distracted. “Is anything wrong?”

“Not really,” Andy answered, “Just been busy.” It was true though. It was hard to concentrate. After four days, he knocked on the Senior Pastor’s door. “Cynthia, you got a few minutes?” he asked.

“Sure. Come on in.” After he sat down, she asked, “So. What’s up?”

“I’ve been spending a lot of time with Kelly Andrews.”

“I’ve noticed,” she said.

“Well, I’m afraid I may have crossed a line.”

“I’d wondered. What happened?”

“She invited me to dinner last Friday. To make a long story short, something happened.”

“Like…?”

“We started talking about some, well, intimate things, and one thing led to another, and I kissed her.”

“Is that all?”

“Yeah. Just a kiss,” he lied. “After it happened I left. But still, it was too much. Do you want me to resign?”

“Look. I want to tell you two things. First, you’re not the first minister this has happened to. When pastors counsel people, it’s normal for us to form an emotional bond. It happens to the best of us. But…second, you crossed a line. I don’t want you to resign, but I need to ask you a question.”

“What?”

“Where do you see this going? Do you want to continue it? Are you falling in love with Kelly? Because if you are, you need to take a leave of absence until you figure things out. If not, if this was a one-time thing, then you need to stop seeing her. Transfer her counseling to me.”

“I’m not in love with her, Cynthia. I think it was just, I don’t know, we had a little wine, I asked her if she was lonely, she asked if I was lonely, then it happened. It’ll never happen again.”

“Good. But Andy, you have to talk to her. You have to tell her you can’t see her again. Ask her to come to your office when I’m here. You have to tell her you violated a boundary, and you have to apologize.”

“You’re right. I’ll call her right now. And Cynthia…thanks.”

“You’re a good pastor, Andy. Don’t let this throw you. Use it as a learning experience, O.K?”

“O.K.” As he walked out of her office, he stopped and turned. “Cynthia, can I ask you a question?”

“Shoot.”

“When you said it happened to best of us… Did it happen to you?”

She grinned and said, “Well, I am the best, aren’t I?”

******

“I’m sorry, Andy. It was my fault. I knew it was wrong. The last thing I want is to jeopardize your job. You’ve helped me so much. I’ll find another church.”

“Kelly, that’s ridiculous. And it wasn’t your fault. I’m the one who crossed the line. I knew what I was doing. Listen. We’re both adults. If you need to talk, Pastor Cynthia will be here for you. You’re not in any of my Bible Studies or classes any more. We can still say ‘Hi,” and be civil. We just can’t, you know, be alone again.”

“I’ll think about it,” she said as she got up to go. “Can I have a hug, at least?”

“That wouldn’t be a good idea, Kelly. I’ll see you.”

*****

Kelly didn’t leave the church. Andy saw her in Pastor Cynthia’s office occasionally, but aside from a “Hello” after Sunday worship, they didn’t have any contact.

Several months later, on a hot July day, Andy and a kaçak bahis couple buddies stopped by Johnny’s Tavern on the way home from the golf course. As they walked toward the bar, he saw Kelly at a table with three other lawyer-types. They caught each other’s eye, but didn’t speak.Over the next hour, though, Andy found it difficult to keep his eyes off her. She was dressed in a suit, but her skirt had crept above the knee as she sat with crossed legs. Her silky blouse was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a bit of cleavage and the swell of her round breasts. Andy noticed that she was glancing at his tanned body and muscular legs in his golf shorts.

His friends got up to leave, but Andy said, “I’ll think I’ll hang around here for awhile. Next Saturday?” A few minutes later, he heard Kelly say, “I need to stop by home on the way back. I left some contracts I was working on last night.”

As they left, Andy looked at her, and said “Can I buy you a drink?”

She took a seat on the stool next to him. “I have to go back to work, unlike some people,” she chuckled. “But I’ll have an iced tea.”

“So how are you,” he asked. “You look amazing.”

“Thanks. You look good yourself. What have you been doing this summer?”

“Oh, you know; playing some golf, just getting some exercise.”

The double entendre wasn’t lost on Kelly, but she ignored it. “I liked your sermon last week. I guess Cynthia’s back?”

“Yeah. She got back today.” There was an awkward silence. After a long minute, Andy said, “I’ve missed you. I’ve really missed you.”

“Me too,” she said, her voice catching. “Me too.”

“I can’t stop thinking about you, about that night. It’s like you’ve infected me. I can’t get you out of my head.”

“That’s the first time I’ve been compared to a virus,” as she laughed that deep laugh. “But I feel the same way. I miss you.”

He reached under bar, and put his hand on her bare thigh. “I want to see you. I need to see you.”

She covered his hand with hers, but she didn’t push it away. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to get in trouble.”

“I’m sure. When can get together?”

“How about this Friday?”

“No, I’m taking the kids to a conference over the weekend. “Next week?”

“I’m in trial all week.” She stared looked into his eyes. “I have a lake house. Can you take some time off in two weeks? I think we both know that we’re not talking about dinner and a movie somewhere.”

He moved his hand higher. “I can take Monday through Friday off then.” It was his turn to ask, “Are YOU sure?”

She reached out her hand and touched him high on his thigh, a manicured finger brushing against his crotch. “What do you think?” Then with a laugh she leaned forward and whispered, her lips almost touching his ear, “I see you’ve been shopping for cucumbers again.”

The weeks seemed to drag on forever, but Andy finally found himself at the Lake of the Ozarks, knocking on the lake house door. He heard Kelly say, “Come in.” She was dressed in a long, silky black gown. It was low cut, revealing her deep cleavage and slit up the side, showing off a tan thigh. “I hope this is all right. At my age, I’d feel a little silly putting on a corset and fishnets.”

“My God, you’re beautiful,” Andy breathed as he took her in his arms and kissed her deeply. “Where’s the bedroom?”

“This way,” taking his hand. They lay on the bed still locked in a passionate kiss. He pushed the thin straps off her shoulders and began to kiss her, working his way down to her full breasts. “Now you know my dirty little secret. I’ve had some work done.”

“Somebody’s done a good job, that’s all I have to say,” as he took a nipple in his mouth, sucked on it and lightly bit it, causing her to moan. “Wait a minute,” he said as he stood up and shed his clothes.

“MMMM, that’s nice,” she smiled.

“What?”

“Everything, top to bottom. But especially the middle,” staring at his already rigid cock, as she pulled the gown over her head.

He fell on her, feeling her hand grasp him. She guided him toward her, and he felt the heat of her on the tip of his shaking cock. He slowly thrust his hips, pushing into her. “God. I’ve wanted to do this for so long…”

“AHHH. So long… it’s been so long,” Kelly sighed as she took him to her depths.

He pulled back then drove into her harder. He was already breathing hard, sweating. “So tight…so tight…”

“God, baby…”

He was fucking her steadily as she met his thrusts, the old bed creaking. “I can’t keep this up…,” he panted.

“Go ahead. Cum. Cum in me.”

“I want it to last. It feels so good…”

“We’ve got all week, baby. Do it!”

With that, he came. Hard.

*******

The next morning, as they ate breakfast, Andy stared at her and a smile crept across his lips. “What?” Kelly asked.

“I’ve always thought it was one of the sexist things…A beautiful woman wearing a man’s shirt…and nothing else. It’s hard to keep my eyes off you.”

“I’m glad you approve.” She blushed, and then said, “Last night was fantastic.”

“Which time are you talking about?”

“All three! But especially the second.”

“You liked it?” he asked with a self-satisfied grin. “What did you like about it?”

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A Date with My Wife

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I got home from work late. I knew my wife had a date tonight so I had taken this opportunity to get some extra paperwork completed. I hung up my clothes and jumped in the shower for a good rinse before bed.

As I stood under the water my mind wandered to thoughts of my wife. I pictured her at dinner with her new friend and I found myself wondering how far she would be willing to let him take her on this date.

Jill is a beautiful woman, 5’10 and maybe 125 lbs with long dark hair, great bone structure which supports her 36″ D cup breasts marvelously. Long slender legs and a face that could launch a thousand ships, as the saying goes.

Jill and I are both very sexually adventurous. We have always enjoyed making love in every way that two people can. I’m bi-curious and she can’t get enough cock so we have long talked about the possibility of her picking up a “warm-up man.” Tonight was our first try.

I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I looked at the mirror and admired my freshly washed body. I’m 6’1″ and 210 lbs. Not slim, but not chubby either. My cock hung mostly flaccid but still a bit full from my shower thoughts and the fact that I knew that I’ll likely get laid when Jill returns tonight! I reached down and gave myself a couple of good pulls before heading out to the kitchen for a glass of water.

My cock swayed from the left to the right and back again as I walked across the living room. I felt like a real stud as I strode through the house naked.

“Hey there sexy…how would you feel about some sloppy seconds?”

I spun around. Startled. As I caught my breath and found my wife sitting on a chair just beyond my original line of sight.

She was a vision…

She sat with her legs open wearing nothing but her high heels and her long coat which was wide open exposing her beautiful body, much to my delight!

Her bahis firmaları face was perfectly beautiful with a look of a kid with her hand in the cookie jar. Her hair was combed but I could tell she’d fixed it in a hurry. Her chest was flushed and her nipples stood hard. As my eyes traveled to her gorgeous shaved and wide open pussy I could see a thick, white fluid slowly dripping down to the crack of her ass.

“Well.” She said. “Can you make love to me now, knowing that he was just in me and left a deposit?”

I stared lustfully at my nasty nasty little wife as my cock engorged and revealed my intentions.

“I want you inside me. I want you right where he was. I want you to win me back!” She said.

My cock was now fully hard. I stepped towards her and reached out my hands, gently lifting her to her feet. I began to sweep her off her feet to take her to bed. She hesitated saying that she could walk…she didn’t want me to risk hurting myself.

I insisted on carrying her, “I don’t want any more of his precious man fluid escaping before I have my way with you!” I said.

I laid her gently on the bed and removed her coat. She started to kick off her heels but I insisted she keep them on.

Again, she was a sight to behold. She lay there with her knees bent and her puss wide open, just begging me to satisfy…

I leaned in and cupped her breast as I kissed her deeply. She began to moan.

I climbed on the bed and positioned myself between her legs, our lips still locked and our tongues wrestling. I pushed the head of my cock against her sopping slit and began to slide it around her slick clitty and up and down her slit. She broke our kiss and gasped “oh, God!”

She then grabbed my hips and tried to force herself onto my cock. It would have slid in easily under the circumstances, but I wasn’t ready for that kaçak iddaa yet. I resisted.

Jill gave me a puzzled look. Now I was the one with the “I’m up to something” grin.

I just looked into her eyes for a minute. She looked back questioningly.

I adjusted myself to engulf one of her still rock hard nipples in my mouth. I suckled her gently for a moment and then I gave her a strong suck with some nibble. She gasped and whimpered as she had a mini orgasm. I continued to work her nipple and pulled her other one with my thumb and forefinger. I could feel her body quiver and I knew she was lost in her orgasms now.

I released her nipple from my mouth and quickly moved my lips to my intended target. I grabbed the backs of her knees and lifted her cum-filled pussy to my mouth.

I’ve dreamed about cream pies for as long as I can remember. Here it was. I was about to taste, to feel, to experience my first taste of another man’s cum from the familiar vessel of my wife’s beautiful pussy.

I opened my mouth and placed my lips against her opening. My tongue darted out and scooped my first dollop of the cum and pussy juice mix. I wholeheartedly sucked it into my mouth. My tongue darted in and out of Jill’s pussy as I tasted her boyfriend’s jizz and licked her beautiful smooth pussy. I loved what I was tasting. The flavor was mild and the more I licked, the more I liked it! I licked deep into her puss and brought my tongue back out ad up to her clit. I repeated this routine for a few minutes while I relished the flavors and sensations of this extraordinary moment in time!

Jill was definitely more aroused than I had ever seen her. Her pussy was hot as an oven and her fluids were flowing and mixing generously with her boyfriend’s cum. The flavor was all new to me and I loved it! I’ve tasted Jill and I’ve tasted my pre cum, but I had never kaçak bahis before tasted real live cum-and certainly not from a strange man. God, I too was aroused beyond my wildest imagination! My cock hung down, rock hard and dripping, between my legs.

I kept licking and slurping and sucking, enjoying the flavor and sensations, until I sensed she was close..

I moved my hands to her buttocks as I lifted myself into position for my final assault, my moment to “win her back.”

I placed my cock against her opening and gently pushed. Okay, not gently…I slammed my cock into Jill so hard it rattled her titties and brought her eyes wide open! I slammed again as Jill began to scream to Jesus! I pounded and pounded as cum and pussy juice splashed on our sheets. My balls slapped and splashed against Jill’s butt hole. Jill screamed and cried out my name as she climaxed. My loins tightened and I released my own mighty orgasm. I continued to pound my beautiful wife as I released stream after stream of cum into her already full pussy. I could feel my deepest cock muscles contract and release over and over as I pushed my semen deep into my nasty nasty wife!

The sounds of sex echoed in the room as the aromatic essence of sex filled the air.

I collapsed on Jill. I was spent.

“Oh, God” I thought. “That was the best sexual experience imaginable!”

I lay atop Jill as we caught our breath. I began to doze off…

“Not so fast, buster…” Jill whispers in my ear…

Next thing I know she’s rolling me over and straddling my face.

I open my mouth as she lowers her dripping pussy. I begin to eat feverishly. I lick and swallow and suck. I love the taste of our cum, I can’t get enough! I’m doing my best to clean her out entirely.

She clamps her legs on my face as she cums hard one more time, forcing gobs of cum into my mouth!

“I’m full now” I think to myself as she rolls off and snuggles up to me.

We both smile and kiss.

“I think we’re going to enjoy the dating life, honey,” she says.

“I agree” I said with a smile.

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A soft golden light flickered across her bare white skin. On her hands and knees, legs apart, her most delicate and vulnerable parts exposed to her lover. Goosebumps ran across her skin in waves, and she fought the urge to shiver. Beneath her were soft furs and blankets, a kindness from her Sir. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing.

The sharp crack of his hand across her ass made her jump. She hadn’t heard him approach. She knew he was there, watching her eyes burning with lust. His footsteps were light; he made no sound when he moved. The stinging slap burning warm on her ass cheek as the cracking sound faded. Then his hands were on her, feeling her, roaming up her creamy inner thighs, pausing to stroke her short black pubic hair and caress her labia. She gyrated her hips, tensed her muscled legs and her perfect ass rippled. His hand struck down on her cheek again,

“Do not move.”

“Yes, Sir.”

She fought back a shiver. She could feel her excitement becoming wetness. His hands teased and caressed her legs. He enjoyed the silken sensation of her upper thighs. He moved closer, his body brushing hers. She felt the soft tip of his rigid cock brush against her leg, her exposed flanks. His fingers gently, but firmly dipped into her pussy. She made the little moaning sound that was hers alone.

“Are you ready?” His voice was low, barely audible.

“Yes, Sir.”

She heard him move now, some rustling and the characteristic bahis firmaları snap of a bottle of lube. Then a cold drop of oily-slick lubricant plopped onto her ass hole. More of the little moans.

“C-can I watch, Sir?” She asked timidly. He smiled and touched her hair, running his hand down her neck and back.

“Yes, Love.”

She turned her head back and saw the tail. It was black and silver fur attached to a moderately sized butt plug. Oiled and ready, he touched the tip to her sensitive opening. He bent low and kissed her ass cheek, one arm under her pelvis to hold her, the other gently pushing the tail-plug into her.

“Relax.” He said patiently. She did this because her Sir asked her to, told her to, and she trusted him. It was a trust born out of strange times and a fiery proving ground. She knew she did trust him.

The tail-plug slid in, and she gasped out, “Thank you, Sir! I love my new tail!”

He kissed her ass cheek, her lower back, and her shoulder. “Show me.”

He backed away from her and took a seat in a chair at the ring of candlelight. She arched her back, concave, convex, and wiggled her hips. The silver and black swished. She stood and posed. First, a demure stance, seductive and subtle, then a vulgar pose with her legs spread, fingers holding her wet pussy open and tail dangling between her legs, other hand holding her left tit like an offering. She lay on her stomach and scissored her legs. She sat kaçak iddaa up, curled her tail around her waist. As the tail plug pushed deeper into her ass, she moaned.

“See, Sir?” She pirouetted and wiggled. “Thank you!”

She could see his hand working slowly, up and down his cock; she could hear the smacking and sucking sounds of the lube as he masturbated.

She licked her lips and almost forgot herself, she took a step forward then stopped and dropped to her knees, the tail between her spread thighs. She looked to the floor and opened her mouth – her signal that she was ready to serve again.

“Approach.” He said softly. She crawled forward languidly and put her cheek against his bare leg. The black eyeliner made her deep eyes seem so far away, at once dense and filled with promise. She opened her mouth. As he stroked himself, his caressed her cheek with his other hand, playing with her hair in the way she loved. She gave her own little moan again.

“Begin.” His voice was husky and heavy with passion. She dove upon his cock, pursing her lips and pushing her face forward, using her tongue to simulate that first penetration that he so loved. She took in length in one fluid motion and moaned, the vibrations in her throat causing him to do the same. She sucked and bobbed, hands flat in her thighs.

He tilted his head back, reveling in the sensation, trying so very hard to not let his pleasure show. She knew him, knew his passions and kaçak bahis his heart, however, and could not be fooled. She closed her eyes and gave herself to his pleasure, became a thing that would please him, not a separate being, an aspect of him, like his hand or his heart. She worked for long minutes, her own passion mounting, her wetness running down her legs.

She went into a place that was not awake or asleep; she was present but not, lost in the pleasure of service.

She felt his hand on her cheek, and she looked up. He leaned forward, bent low and pulled her from his cock. He kissed her full, languishing in the sensation, the saliva from her labors smearing on their chins. She looked into his eyes and knew, for that was her duty, to understand his needs before him. She turned and got down on all fours, swished her tail twice and reached behind her, pulled it aside, exposing her waiting vagina.

It was full, engorged with excitement and glistened in the candlelight. He took a moment to appreciate the apple-shaped ass and the flower nestled between her cheeks. He knelt and penetrated easily. He pumped slowly, then faster, as was his way. Then he slowed again, and then sped up. His breathing was growing ragged and heavy.

“Inside me. Please, Sir, that is the only place it can be.”

He came inside her then, pouring everything that he was into her. He shuddered and growled her name, she gasped and whimpered. Still, inside her, he reached around her and gently tickled her clit. She exploded in an orgasm in seconds. He held her body close, his cheek against hers.

He whispered something to her then, something that would stay between them forever.

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