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.


“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 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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Joey , Amber Ch. 02

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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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Sea Tramp Summer Pt. 01

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Sea Tramp Summer

Part 1

(Author’s note: This story is a little bit different from my usual stories in that it builds much more slowly in the first chapter than my works usually do. This tale was intended to have several parts from the moment I first conceived the basic idea, and I feel it’s necessary to the story line to provide a more detailed and lengthy character build-up before getting into the ‘nitty gritty,’ so to speak. So please bear with me, I don’t think you’ll regret it!

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted are at least 18 years of age.)

“Uncle Dan! Hey, Uncle Dan!” a feminine voice called from the direction of the dock.

Dan looked up from the rope coil on the bow of his boat that he was working on, squinting in the mid-day sun from beneath the visor of the well-worn and weather-beaten black captain’s hat he was wearing. He was wearing the hat, a pair of bathing trunks, and deck shoes without socks and nothing more. He never did wear much more when he was on his boat, and he rarely left his boat when he was in port except to get supplies or an occasional Red Stripe beer from the bar at the dock. He also never wore sunglasses as he thought it obscured his view of things on the horizon, and after years of sailing the Caribbean without them he was very good at spotting things at all distances with little trouble.

He immediately saw that the source of the voice calling out to him was his 22-year-old niece, Lucy. She was grinning and waving at him from the dock, a backpack slung over one shoulder. She was wearing a sleeveless white shirt with blue horizontal stripes and a matching pair of skin-tight, very short blue shorts and sandals on her feet, and Dan thought that she looked very much at home in her attire, like she belonged there.

Dan stood up straight and waved back, returning her smile. Lucy had always been his favorite niece, and he hadn’t seen her anywhere near as much as he wanted to while she was growing up. He was in the US Navy at the time and was out to sea for at least six months out of the year, and when he was in port he was on the other side of the country from where she lived with her family. When she contacted him several months ago and told him that she wanted to spend the summer sailing with him on his two-masted ketch in the Caribbean as a college graduation present to herself, Dan immediately agreed.

“Are you sure it’s okay, Uncle Dan?” she had asked during their phone conversation. “I mean, it won’t put you out or anything like that, having a giddy young girl running around on your boat all summer, getting in your way and everything, will it?”

“Of course not!” Dan replied, chuckling. “I’ll put you to work and make a real sailor out of you, and by the time the summer is over you’re gonna have a tan that will be the envy of everyone you know!”

He loved Lucy as if she were his own daughter, and he was looking forward to having her stay with him for the summer. Living in the Caribbean had its drawbacks, one of them being that he didn’t see some of his family anywhere near as much as he wanted to. Lucy was one of the ones he wanted to see more often; her father (his brother), not so much. Henry was a bit of a pompous ass, always needing to be the center of attention and pontificating about anything and everything in groups of people whenever he got the chance, and Dan could only take him for about ten minutes before he was ready to kill him. Lucy was Henry’s saving grace, and Dan tolerated him on account of her. Now Lucy was running down the dock towards his boat, a 60-foot two-masted ketch named the ‘Sea Tramp.’

Which was pretty much what Dan was these days, a tramp who did nothing but sail the seas. He was a career Navy man who had enlisted when he was 18 and spent 23 years in the US Navy, retiring as a Senior Chief Petty Officer. He had just gotten a new job and was getting ready to start the second half of his life when he was involved in a very serious automobile accident; a tractor-trailer from a prominent national shipping company had rear-ended him at a high rate of speed while his car was stopped at a light, and he had nearly died as a result. He spent six months in the hospital and was very lucky to have survived, much less without any permanent injuries. The trucking company offered him a paltry settlement which he refused, after which he got a lawyer and took them to court. Rather than settle the trucking company let the lawsuit go to a jury, which was a huge mistake. The jury found in Dan’s favor and awarded him a total settlement of $25 million; the company appealed and lost.

Dan literally took the money and ran. He quit his new job, moved to a small seaside town on the east coast of the island of Andros in the Bahamas, bought a boat and learned to sail. Ten years and three boats later (with each boat being a little dvd full porno bigger than the previous one) Dan now spent his days sailing the ‘Sea Tramp’ around the Caribbean, doing nothing but enjoying life ala Ernest Hemingway and living off of both the money from the settlement and the dividends coming in from the investments he had made with part of it. He even looked like the late author, tanned from the sun and with a sailor’s beard that was just starting to go gray. The ‘right woman’ had never come along, so Dan had never married and had no children. But at 53 years old he was now as healthy as a horse despite his previous accident, and he was happier than he’d ever been in his entire life. And with his favorite niece boarding his boat to spend the summer with him, he was even happier still.

“Hi, Uncle Dan!” Lucy cried as she boarded his boat, dropping her backpack and running up to the bow to where he stood. She threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a big hug which Dan returned, a big smile on both of their faces.

“Hello, Lucia!” Dan said, his arms wrapped around her as he hugged her tight. He had always called her ‘Lucia’ instead of ‘Lucy,’ saying it was a more fitting name for a lady like her.

And what a lady she had turned out to be! Dark brown hair down to her shoulders, a lithe, trim body with a tapered waist, flat stomach, long slender legs, an ass to absolutely die for, and a pair of tits big enough and firm enough to give a corpse an erection. Couple that with the cutest button nose on the prettiest face with the most alluring almond-shaped eyes and the biggest, brightest smile he had ever seen, and you had every man’s wet dream come to life standing right in front of you. She kissed him on the cheek and then stepped back, holding him at arm’s length as she looked at him.

“Wow, Uncle Dan, look at you all tanned and toned and everything!” she said, grinning from ear to ear. She reached out and ran her fingers over the fouled anchor tattoo on his right bicep, the only visible evidence of his time in the Navy. “Life in the Caribbean must agree with you! And I just love the beard!” she said, running her fingers through it and making Dan smile.

“Thank you, Lucia!” he replied. “I grew my beard about two years after I joined the Navy and saw no reason to shave it off when I retired. Did you have any trouble getting here?” he asked. He had offered to pick her up at the airport but she had refused, insisting that she was “a big girl now” and could do it on her own. She shook her head as she replied.

“Nope, not a bit! I took a taxi here from the airport, and once I got here all I had to do was ask one of the locals about you. Everyone here knows you, and boy, do they love you! They call you ‘Cap’n Dan,’ did you know that?” she said, and Dan nodded as he replied.

“Yes, I knew that,” he said, smiling.

“What did you do to get everyone to love you the way they do?” she asked, genuinely curious.

“I guess it was just my stunning good looks and sparkling personality!” he replied, making her laugh.

“Still the comedian, I see! No, seriously, Uncle Dan, what did you do?” she asked.

“Well, I kinda did something for them, for the community, that needed doing,” he replied, trying to avoid the answer.

“And what was that?” she asked, not giving up.

“I…uh, I kinda… built their hospital for them,” he replied.

“You did what?” she said, her eyebrows shooting up at his answer.

“It’s not a hospital, really, it’s more of a clinic,” he explained sheepishly. “And I didn’t actually build it myself, I paid to have it built.”

“Holy crap, Uncle Dan, that’s fantastic!” she exclaimed, grinning up at him. “But why would you do that?”

“Because these are nice people down here, they needed a clinic, and the community didn’t have the money to pay for it,” he explained, tilting his captain’s hat back on his head. “So, I paid for it. No big deal, really. It wasn’t anywhere near as expensive as people think it was,” he continued, crossing his arms across his chest.

“So that’s why they love you so much!” Lucy said, grinning at him. “I bet they’re grateful as hell, too, aren’t they?”

“Well, yeah, now that you mention it, they are,” Dan replied, slightly embarrassed.

“How so?” Lucy asked.

“Well, for example, the dockmaster lets me moor my boat here for free, and he also doesn’t charge me for the water and electrical hook up,” he explained. “And the owner of the only grocery store in town won’t let me pay for my groceries. Plus, the owner of the nautical repair and supply house only charges me ten cents on the dollar for any supplies I need or repairs to my boat. Things like that,” he said.

“Wow! Is that all?” Lucy asked, smiling in amazement.

“Oh, yeah, the local bar owner won’t let me pay for my beer!” he replied, grinning down at her.

“That’s fantastic, Uncle ensest porno Dan, it really is! And that explains why they all love you the way they do,” Lucy said.

“Yeah, I guess it does,” he agreed.

“Anyhow, one of them told me where your boat was docked and how to get here, and even gave me a ride here! So here I am, Uncle Dan, and I’m excited as hell about spending the summer with my favorite uncle!” she said, still grinning.

“I’m pretty excited about it myself,” he replied. “I have a lot planned for us this summer, with most of it being out on the open ocean. There are a lot of beautiful islands to see in this part of the world and a lot of ocean to sail, and we’re going to see them all and sail as much of it as we can while you’re here! Oh, and congratulations on your graduation from college, I’m sure your parents are very proud! And you should be proud too, you know. Graduating from college is quite an accomplishment!”

“Thank you, kind sir! Central State University, Class of 1995, that’s me!” she replied, smiling at him. And the trip sounds fantastic, Uncle Dan! Or should I call you ‘Cap’n Dan?'” she teased, the tip of her tongue sticking out between her teeth. She had done that her entire life and it always made Dan’s heart skip a beat when she did.

“You can call me whatever you like, Lucia,” he replied, meaning it. “I just hope you’re ready to learn how to sail, because by the time this summer is over you’re going to be almost as good a sailor as I am, and I’m the best there is in this part of the Caribbean,” he bragged.

“Oh, I’m ready! I even bought a couple of new bikinis to wear while I’m here!” she said. “I mean, that’s okay, isn’t it? Me wearing a bikini and everything? You won’t be embarrassed or anything, will you, Uncle Dan?” she asked.

“I’ve seen women in bikinis before, Lucia,” he said, smiling. “Besides, it takes a hell of a lot more than that to embarrass an old salt like me. Hell, the women down here run around topless most of the time anyway, so seeing you in a bikini is no big deal, even if you are my own niece!”

“Good!” she replied, returning his smile. “But I have to warn you, Uncle Dan, I’ve grown up a bit since the last time you saw me in a bathing suit. I’m not a little girl anymore, you know!”

“No! You don’t say?” he said, feigning surprise on his face. “Is that where all those curves and bumps and lumps came from?” She laughed as she slapped him on his upper arm, her hand smacking loudly against his sweat-covered skin.

“You’re terrible!” she said, giggling.

“Guilty as charged!” he said, laughing at her.

“This is a beautiful boat, Uncle Dan! I just love it!” she said, looking around at the boat they were standing on.

“Thanks, I’m pretty fond of it myself,” he replied.

“What kind of boat is it?” she asked, curious.

“It started out as a Formosa 51, but when I bought her she was in dire need of some pretty serious repairs and restoration. The previous owner had neglected her and basically left her to rot. So I not only restored her but modified her as well, changing some things around so that it was more to my liking and so I’d be comfortable,” he explained.

“Like what?” Lucy asked, drinking it all in.

“Well, I had the ship’s wheel moved back away from the main cabin to give me a better view when I’m at the helm, I had a cushioned bench seat built along the back railing behind the wheel, and I had the door leading below deck moved to the starboard side of the rear of the main cabin facing the wheel,” he said.

“Starboard side?” Lucy asked, a quizzical look on her face.

“I’m sorry, Lucia, the right side of the main cabin. Port is left, starboard is right,” he said, smiling at her.

“Oh, okay, gotcha!” she said, smiling back. “But what’s that little cabin sticking out above the main cabin in the front?” she asked, pointing at what she was talking about.

“That’s the auxiliary wheelhouse, where the secondary ship’s wheel and diesel engine controls are located,” he explained. “That’s where I control the boat from during foul weather. The view isn’t quite as good as from the stern — the back end — but it sure beats standing out on deck trying to hang on to the wheel during a storm!”

“Have you ever had to use it?” she asked, and Dan nodded as he replied.

“Several times, yes,” he said. “Now, what say we get your gear stowed below deck and then go into town and get something to eat, eh? I’ve been working on the ‘Tramp’ most of the day and I’m famished!” he said, taking Lucy by the arm and leading her back to where her backpack lay on the deck. She picked it up and then he showed her the way to the cabin below deck, and after she dropped her backpack and Dan put on a shirt, they left the boat and walked down the dock towards the town. Halfway down the dock Lucy reached over and took Dan’s hand, making him smile.

‘This is gonna be a great summer!’ Lucy thought fake agents porno to herself as she looked up at her uncle and saw the smile on his face.

* * * * * *

After a fantastic lunch consisting of the best seafood Lucy had ever eaten, they stopped by the grocery store on the way back to the boat and picked up enough food and supplies to last them for two weeks. And true to what her uncle had told her, the owner of the store wouldn’t let Dan pay for the groceries and supplies, no matter how much Dan insisted. He even had one of his employees deliver the groceries to the boat instead of making them carry it all themselves. The only thing Dan ended up carrying out on his own was a six pack of Red Stripe beer because he intended to drink some of it as soon as he got back to the boat.

They spent the rest of the afternoon getting the ‘Sea Tramp’ ready for the next day’s voyage. Dan intended to leave the following morning as soon as it was light, and there was enough for them to do that they were busy all afternoon. They finished just about the time the sun went down, and while Lucy showered in the boat’s tiny shower stall and changed into fresh clothes Dan went ashore and picked up their dinner consisting of Caribbean jerk chicken, rice, and fresh pineapple.

When they had finished eating Dan went below to shower and change, and when he returned he went into the auxiliary wheelhouse and came out with two portable canvas deck chairs. He set them up on the bow so they could watch the stars sparkling in the clear Caribbean night sky, with Dan firing up a Cuban cigar as they sat. He took a deep drag on the cigar and then blew the smoke out into the night sky, smiling as he did so.

“Man, this is the life!” he said, looking first up at the stars and then over at his niece. “Moving down here and buying a boat was the best thing I ever did, no doubt about it!”

“You certainly seem happy, Uncle Dan,” Lucy replied, looking back at him and smiling.

“I am that!” he said, returning her smile. “And I’m a lot happier now that you’re down here with me, Lucia,” he said, meaning it. “You were always my favorite niece, and I hate not being able to see you more often than I have. I’m sorry for that, but now that you’re here I’m just happy as hell about it!”

“Me, too, Uncle Dan, me, too!” she said softly. She looked into his eyes for a moment before continuing. “Is that a real Cuban cigar?” she asked, and Dan nodded as he replied.

“It most certainly is,” he said, looking at the cigar in his hand before taking another pull from it.

“Aren’t those kinda illegal?” she asked, a sly smile on her face.

“In the United States, yes, but down here in the Caribbean, no,” he said, looking over at her.

“So where do you get them?” she asked, curious.

“Where do you think I get them?” he replied, toying with her. Her eyebrows went up when she realized what he was getting at.

“No! Really? You get them from Cuba?” she said, incredulous.

“Absolutely!” he said, “Cuba is only a little more than a day’s sail to the south-southwest, so why not? I make the trip about once every three months or so, stock up on cigars, stay the night, and then sail back.”

“Would you like a beer to go with that cigar, Cap’n Dan?” she asked, smiling as she called him by his local nickname for the first time. “I don’t know about you, but I could certainly use one!”

“That would be absolutely perfect, Lucia m’dear!” he replied. Lucy got up and went below to the galley, returning a few moments later with two bottles of Red Stripe in her hands.

“Here you go, Cap’n!” she said, holding one of the bottles out to him.

“Thank you, m’dear!” he said, taking the bottle from her. As Lucy sat down in her chair he reached into the little pocket hanging from the arm of the deck chair and produced a bottle opener. He opened Lucy’s beer first and then his own. He dropped the opener and the bottle caps into the pocket on the arm of the chair, then held his beer up between them.

“A toast!” he said, and Lucy held her bottle up next to his. He grinned at her as he continued with the toast.

“Here’s to swimmin’ with bow-legged wimmin!” he said, clinking his bottle against hers.

“Uncle Dan! You’re terrible!” she said, laughing as she reached over to smack him on the arm.

“This is gonna be one hell of a summer!” Dan said as he leaned back in the chair and pushed his captain’s hat forward, the bill sitting low over his eyes. He chuckled to himself as he got comfortable, crossing his legs at the ankles.

Two hours and a six pack of Red Stripe beer later (with Dan drinking 4 of them), they found themselves ready to call it a night. Dan led Lucy below deck to the main bedroom cabin at the stern of the boat directly beneath the wheel, and Lucy was surprised at how big it was.

“Wow, this is really nice!” she said, looking around the cabin. “I expected something a lot smaller and much more cramped, but this is great!” She walked over to the double bed at the end of the cabin and leaned over it to look out of the three rectangular windows on the bulkhead above it, giving Dan an unintentionally perfect view of her shapely ass, which Dan truly appreciated.

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Serendipity 03: Two Homecomings

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III. Two Homecomings

Coming Home

Well, Monday morning came, the Highway Department had the roads sufficiently cleared, and we packed up our things and said goodbye to our “honeymoon suite.” We both looked at each other with a bit of sadness as the door closed on our little space where our future together began.

We packed up the SUV, drove around to the office, checked out, and hit the interstate.

The drive home was pretty quiet. No sadness, no recriminations, probably both of us still reflecting on where this turn in our lives was taking us. Also, thinking about life’s practical matters that needed attending to once we got home. Also, let’s face it, we had just finished two days of some pretty intense interpersonal stuff, and we both needed a break.

We got home to the ‘burbs and unloaded the car. The first thing we did was unpack, then sorted and loaded laundry and Janey got that started. I went out for a couple Italian beef sandwiches and some salads. Oh, yeah — despite the winter weather, I got some “Italian lemonade,” that wonderful frozen slushy stuff that often has whole chunks of lemon peel frozen inside of it. Janey stayed home and finished her unpacking and organizing the stuff she’d brought home and started thinking about the things she was going to take back to the University when we drive back in five days. Just five days!

We decided to have the lemonades first, then the beefs and salads. Then Janey phoned Lauren again. She wanted me to be in the room when they talked. After Lauren answered and the two exchanged squealed greetings and declarations of love and how much they missed each other, Janey turned on the speakerphone so we could all talk.

First, Lauren had to tell us how happy she was for us, with a little note of “it’s about time!” in her voice, and how she wanted to know all the details of our first ‘rendezvous,” but that could wait — that we should have some private time for that to be special for just the two of us — but then we had to tell her everything about it — maybe several times! She added that she had told her dad just as soon as she received Janey’s message Sunday morning. That took me a bit by surprise.

They continued their conversation, including respective plans for returning to the University. Lauren and her dad would be driving down Friday. Janey and I would drive down Saturday morning and everybody could spend the day together. I would head back to the city Monday morning. No mention of when Lauren’s dad was going home. Then Lauren asked Janey to turn off the speaker and give the phone to me.

When I put the phone to my ear, I heard Lauren’s sultry voice. “Matthew” (not ‘Mister Blake’ anymore), I want to tell you again how happy we are that you and Jane are together now.” I could hear her sniffling, and her voice broke a little as she added, “If you haven’t already, I know you’ll discover what my dad and I have with each other. I’m so happy for both of you …”

Then, even though we weren’t on speaker, she lowered her voice, and in a confidential tone added, “And besides, did Janey inform you that now she owes me?”

I stammered, “Uh … yeah … uh … she mentioned something like that, uh …”

Lauren laughed and said, “Yeah, well, I’m going to hold her to it.” And then, totally unexpectedly, “Love you, Matthew,” and hung up.


I called in to my office to find out what absolutely had to be attended to by the end of today, and what I should expect when I came in the next morning. Janey checked online to see if, between the local library and the Internet, she could find all the materials she needed to finish a psychology paper she had to work on over the break.

She went to the library while I hung some things up to dry and put the rest of the wash into the dryer. Janey had taught me how to treat her laundry years ago, and for some strange reason, I cherish this wonderful act of ‘practical intimacy’ in entrusting me with the care of her clothing.

I made some phone calls and e-signed some documents and set out to cook dinner for us. Lamb chops under the broiler, frozen peas, our favorite sauce for the lamb. When Janey got home, I asked her to go down to the basement and select a bottle of wine appropriate to our first dinner together — as a ‘couple,’ I guess you’d put it. She came back with a bottle of a beautiful California cabernet (2014, if you’re counting). But also a bottle of Moet-et-Chandon champagne that we had been saving for “something special.” Well, if this doesn’t qualify, nothing ever will.

I nailed the lamb chops, made a light sauce from the pan drippings, served the peas in the broth with a little butter, and we generally had a fine dinner together.

Afterward, we cleaned up the table, washed dishes, changed into comfortable lounging-around-the-house wear, opened the champagne, and spent an hour sipping the champagne and cuddling.

Some more practical stuff, then Janey went off to take a shower while I showered in the amatör porno other bath. I put on some boxers and sweats and settled onto the sofa to watch a favorite TV program.

Janey came out with a towel wrapped around her wet hair and wearing a short terrycloth wrap that was probably a beach robe. She settled in opposite me at the other end of the couch, pulled her knees up under her robe as best she could, and teasingly asked me, “Betcha can’t guess what I’ve got under my robe.”

“Is it a mystery?”

“Yes, and you have to solve it.”

I leaned forward toward her and put my hand on her thigh and began to slide it upward. “Am I close to solving the mystery?”

“I think you’re going to have to do some more detective work to solve this mystery.”

I slid my hand farther up her thigh. “I know what’s under your robe.”


“It’s a pretty pink pussy!” and I dove between her thighs and pressured her legs apart and began to tongue that beautiful fresh pink pussy.

And that silly little episode is about how we spent much of our week. Newlywed games — playing grab-ass, copping feels, me coming up behind Janey and squeezing a breast with one hand while stroking her pussy with the other; Janey dropping to her knees to pull my cock out of whatever I was wearing and taking it into her mouth; fucking on whatever piece of furniture was handy.

But also, cooking together, visiting friends, seeing the Bonnard exhibit at the Art Institute and then going for dinner at our favorite trattoria. And, especially timely, shopping for new bed linens — and the new bed for them to go on.

Also, learning how each of us likes to sleep, getting to know the sounds each other makes when they’re sleeping, different ways of holding each other. Janey’s favorite is to sleep with her head on my chest, her soft hair tucked under my chin. Before, I was never able to sleep on my back like that. But now I just prop myself up on an extra pillow, and with Janey’s head on my chest, I sleep more peacefully than I ever have in my life.

And waking up in the middle of the night to find Janey with her face lying next to my cock. And when I can’t fall asleep, I turn around and put my head next to her crotch, and the smell of her sex that would normally arouse and excite me, instead soothes me, and in no time, I’m asleep.

Oh, yeah, there were the times we weren’t sleeping. Like the time we were engaging in some ‘warm-up sex’ — the word ‘foreplay’ really understates the extent of what we were doing to each other — when I remembered an incomplete discussion we’d had the second night in the hotel. Janey was lying on top of me and we were tasting each other, and my tongue strayed to her little brown hole and I let it linger there for a few seconds. I heard her go “Mmmm.”

Guessing that she wanted this, I carefully touched my tongue to the little rosette and gave it another lick. She groaned again, and I think I heard her say, “Oh, god!” And she didn’t move. So I stiffened my tongue as much as possible and started to probe her little red-brown asshole and stick my tongue into it as much as I could.

She started talking, “Oh yes, yes — suck me — lick me there — stick your tongue in my dirty little ass — oh, yeah … suck my asshole!”

I had never, ever heard anyone talk like this, let alone my precious little girl. And it was turning me on like crazy! But apparently her words were getting to her, too, because she got up off me and kneeled on the bed with her head down on a pillow and her beautiful ass sticking up in my direction and practically ordered me “Shove that beautiful dirty cock into me and pound me ’til I can’t take any more.”

Then, “Wait.” She reached over and picked up the bottle of lube that now permanently graces our bedside table and squirted a generous portion of the oil into her cupped fingers, which she spread lavishly all over my cock and around and inside her pussy. And then she did something I was not expecting — she took the lube bottle and pushed the nozzle right into her asshole and gave the bottle a solid squeeze.

Then she put her head back down on the pillow and said, “NOW!”

I lined my cock up with her pussy and gave a hard — brutal — shove and sank in all the way to my balls. As I pounded her the way she asked, she kept grunting, “Fuck, oh fuck, give it to me, oh yeah, pound me, you fucker,” over and over. And I gotta admit — her talk was really spurring me on.

And then I noticed that a little bit of the lube was seeping out of her ass. Dummy or not, I knew she hadn’t put it in there by accident. I took one hand off her hip and took my thumb and began massaging the oil around her asshole. At the first push, she ground back against my thumb and started chanting, “In my ass, in my ass, in my ass.” So I dug my thumb into her asshole, and when she seemed to like that, I smeared two fingers in the oil and replaced my thumb with those fingers. And when she groaned again, I shoved three fingers into her widening anal porno asshole and worked them around and as far in as I could get them.

And it was then that she growled, almost pleadingly, “Stop teasing me, Daddy, put your cock in my ass.”

I wasn’t sure, but she seemed quite sure as to what she wanted. I scooted up a little to get a better angle. She was already loosened up from my fingers, so I was able to get into her with just some steady pressure. The sensation of sliding through that tight, oily ring was incredible. And when I was able to get all the way in, it was like a combination of a glove and a furnace. Her tight rectum caressed every bit of my cock like warm, tight satin. I moved around, then in and out, gently, just to savor the marvelous warmth and texture.

It was the most incredible sensation I’ve ever experienced. Admittedly, I’m pretty much of a novice when it comes to anal sex. Samantha and I had tried it several times — well, two times, exactly. Once before we were married, and it didn’t work out too well. We tried one more time a few months after we were married, and I guess it was so unpleasant for Sam — not so much painful — more that she just didn’t like the experience, and we never tried it again.

Now I was buried up to my balls in the warm, moist, smooth, caressing asshole of my beautiful daughter, and I have to tell you, it was more amazing that I ever could have imagined. I thought that once we started, I would simply go crazy with the wonderful sensations and the nasty fact that I was fucking a beautiful, sexy woman in her asshole. Instead, I surprised myself by proceeding slowly, savoring the warmth and pleasure of each millimeter that my cock moved in and out of my beautiful daughter’s beautiful ass.

Janey seemed to be savoring it, too. But soon she was rocking back and forth, then slamming her ass into me, each time grunting “Unhh, unhh, unhh.” Finally, she told me what she apparently wanted: “Pound me Daddy — don’t hold back.”

Well, I was finally learning that my little girl really likes ‘vigorous’ sex, with no holding back, so I gave up the savoring and, hopefully, started giving my daughter what she wanted. The feeling was amazing. I slid my cock in and out of Janey’s tight, slippery asshole. What truly amazed me was how hot she was — the heat inside her asshole was incredible. I briefly wondered if it’s always like this “in there,” or if her arousal made it hotter. I couldn’t believe how much I was savoring every stroke.

Sometimes I would pause when I was in her all the way, just enjoying all the sensations. But then Janey would shove her ass back at me, and I knew what she was trying to tell me. I rammed the full length of my cock in and out of her again, and I was rewarded with another stream of exciting filth from my daughter.

“Unhh! That’s it, you fucker. Fuck my dirty little asshole, damnit!”

And that filth just went straight to my brain — and then to my pelvis. I just started pounding like crazy, churning Janey’s bowels with every move and every angle I could. She squirmed on my cock and bucked her ass back against me if I wasn’t getting into her ass hard enough or deep enough. And, for better or worse, I was so excited that I was kind of “clenched up” and couldn’t get the feelings of getting ready to cum, so I just kept pounding Janey’s tight, hot asshole for all I was worth.

Finally, though, the amazing sensations I was feeling — and Janey’s filthy talk — were getting me to the point where I was on the verge of coming. Unfortunately, this middle-aged guy was also getting exhausted from the strain of being bent over Janey at just the right angle to get the penetration that she — and I — wanted; and Janey was bent so her ass was high up in the air while her chest was mashed against the bed, and she appeared to be tiring from her position, too.

I had an idea.

“Wait, Honey.”

I spread my legs as wide as I could, and then I grabbed her hips and told her, “Rock back with me, Honey.”

And as I pulled her and she rolled backward toward me, I was able to spread my legs even more; and with just a little adjusting, I was lying against the pile of pillows and Janey was lying back against me. We adjusted a little more, and we found ourselves with my cock firmly snuggled up into her warm, soft asshole.

We just lay like that for a few moments, to catch our breaths, from the little struggle of getting into this position (and from all our previous exertions!), and to enjoy the feelings that this new arrangement afforded.

I began thrusting into my daughter’s beautiful asshole again, and she resumed moving with me, although now with a more gentle, rolling movement.

Also, this position allowed me to wrap my left arm lovingly around Janey and my right hand moved down to caress her warm cunt, while Janey was able to reach an arm up and hold my head. And we just gently continued like that for a long time.

At one point, Janey slowed her rocking motion enough anal breakers porno to say, “I’m so full of you, Daddy — I’m so happy.”

And so was I. And, finally, I was able to relax enough that the sensations of our contact started to take over, and I felt I was almost ready to cum. Fortunately, with all the clit attention I was giving her, so was Janey. With my hand on her cunt, I was able to feel her begin to stiffen and to arch herself against my hand, and that was the signal that now it was OK for me to let go, and we just kind of exploded into colossal orgasms.

After our spasms of climax subsided, Janey kind of collapsed against me. We stayed that way for quite a while, her with her arm around my head, me with one arm around her, cradling her breasts, and my hand still resting on her warm pussy. Finally, she took her one arm from my head and shifted her upper body to one side, just enough that she was able to rest her cheek against my chest, then said, softly, “Stay inside me, Daddy.”

And that’s what I did.


And we were exploring the different facets of our intimacy. There is the loving sex, where we just come together and cherish the feelings of being in each other and around each other and of being one, and of our 19 years of loving each other one way turning into a whole new future of loving each other a different way. Then there are those times when the love and the lust come together — when the warm, loving communion culminates in eye-rolling, toe-curling orgasms.

And then there is the intimacy of pure lust — of going crazy on each other, of exploring and using every part of each other’s bodies for animalistic pleasure, for the sole purpose of sexual release.


It was wonderful with Daddy.

First, I was getting all the sex I wanted. Well, not all … but pretty close. In fact, I haven’t had a lot of sex, considering. There was the first guy, in the summer between my junior and senior years in high school, and that was only once in his car and one time in the dunes at the shore.

Then when Kenny and I were together. After the first year, we were quasi-engaged, so that was pretty regular for about two years. Daddy didn’t give me any grief about it. Kenny was a pretty decent guy — Daddy liked him – and it looked like we were on our way to a formal engagement — until he dumped me with that bunch of B-S excuses.

Then there was this one guy this last year at school, and that was just trying to get over the thing with Kenny, so I guess I was kind of desperate or on the rebound, or whatever you’d call it. But he turned out to be a dud — in every way. And it was this last experience with that guy that left me so depressed about the world that Lauren and her dad felt they just had to do something.

And then there was Lauren’s father. Paul. Wow … was there ever Paul! And that left me with my first ever experience with real, adult, man-woman sex. And once I experienced that and knew what it could be like, I knew I’d never settle for anything less.

And now, Daddy. And Lauren and Paul were right, because now I know what they meant when they were talking about the feeling of being totally loved. I knew that no one could love me like my Daddy, combined with great sex from a handsome man who wants to please me and is willing to try the things I ask him to and, well, like I said, it’s wonderful.

And Daddy! He’s like an animal! After nine years alone — and by that, I mean nine years without any sex — he’s like — well, he’s somewhere between being a starved animal and a kid in a candy store. Combine that with the fact that I guess my mother was pretty much a tight-ass — figuratively and literally — and whatever sex life he did have was not very exciting or adventurous.

Boy, has that changed!

Once he was sure it was OK, and that he didn’t have to worry about me or treat me like I’m some kind of China doll or something, he really got into it, like he’s trying to make up for nine years — or nineteen years — of holding back.

And I’ve gotten used to getting fucked, and other stuff, too. I’ve gotten used to the feeling of a stretched pussy full of gallons of cum, and the pain of getting my asshole penetrated, followed by the stinging of my stretched-out sphincter, and then the stinging going away and turning into the wonderful full feeling of having my rectum crammed full of a swollen cock, and then the feeling of total emptiness afterward, and how the empty feeling gets wonderful in its own way. And of having my clit sucked and my cunt lips pulled and bitten until I practically pass out, and having my asshole lovingly bathed, and then probed by my own father’s tongue. And of having a regular cock in my mouth, and an asshole to lick and suck, and, well, you get the idea.

And that brings me to today. I spent all day, maybe six hours or so, trying to get this big psych research paper finished to hand in the day I get back, and I was so proud of myself for accomplishing so much today, and Daddy had gone into the office to do some stuff, and, to tell the truth, I’ve gotten real used to having him around — and available. As a result, I was feeling really horny, and I could barely wait for him to get back home so I — so we …

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Writer’s Notes: Nick features in some of my earlier writings. He is an aficionado of sex, enjoying it with many lady friends. He has a CCTV system in his bedroom which he uses to video record sex sessions and to provide live images on screens. Clare is one of Nick’s sex partners. She opens the story with Nick but she is not a main character in this one.

For those readers with a more sensitive nature, there should be little in this story to cause you to write complaining comments. But we’ll see, I guess.

I hope you enjoy reading it.


“What’s your raunchiest story, Nick?” asked Clare.

He thought for a moment and then said “Well, maybe not raunchy but a bit – well – naughty on my part. Innocent enough really, but I’ll tell you the story and you decide.

I went shopping for a gift for a lady friend – yes, one I sleep with but not you on this occasion, sorry! I went for perfume and this lovely girl was behind the counter. She had longish wavy blond hair, a very attractive but not what I term as a pretty face, slightly broad in the body if you know what I mean and an incredible chest. Very large but well proportioned to the rest of her.

Anyway, as I approached her counter she said ‘Hello, can I help you before I go on my coffee break?’

I cheekily said ‘If you can help me, I’ll treat you to your coffee!’ She said ‘Okay!’ and she helped me find a particularly suitable perfume. The thing was that her top was quite low cut, not when looking at her square on but she was bending down to get stuff from the counters and I couldn’t take my eyes off her breasts. I could see deep into her cleavage and they had a very sexy wobble to them. They were magnificent and they were very white and looked really soft.

She didn’t realise what I was looking at, as far as I know and then I decided what to buy. After I settled up, she grabbed her handbag and said ‘The coffee shop in here or Caffé Nero over there?’

I looked at her a bit surprised and said ‘You meant it then?’ and she nodded saying that she was allowed to go out on her break. So, we went to Caffé Nero and I ordered coffees and we got talking. She was absolutely lovely to talk to and she had quite a wide ranging conversation and very confident. Anyway, she asked me a few things about me, ascertained from me that I was not in a steady relationship and then gave me a broad hint that she would go out for a meal or cinema or something. I mean, she practically asked me to ask her out. She joked that it would be her turn to pay.

I took her number and she took mine. As I drove home, I couldn’t get the image of her breasts out of my mind. Anyway, I left it until early evening then I called her. We chatted again and then I asked if she’d like to go to dinner. She accepted, I said I’d be paying and we set it for the next Saturday evening. To make it easier for her, she asked me to pick her up from work. So I got there and parked outside the staff door. She came out on time and, Clare I’m telling you, she looked stunning. She’d got one of the make-up girls to do her make up – she told me. It was professional – obviously – but it was thrilling.

Her outfit was wonderful on her. It showed off her curves and she has a few but all in the right places. She really was stunning. We went to dinner and had a great time. Again, sparkling conversation about all sorts. We both loved it. I got some envious looks from staff and some customers too, and not just the men. We left there and it was still quite early because of our early start.

I’d not had much at all to drink so I led her back to my car and she linked up to me in quite a cosy way. She suggested we go for a drive. I thought of a place we might stop for a drink and headed there. On the way, I said ‘My house is down that road there.’

She said ‘Oh, do show me your house!’ so we went that way and she suggested we go in for that drink. Of course, I fought her tooth and nail on that – yeah, right – and we went in. She got me to show her around downstairs and the outside bits that are lit – it was getting dark now.

I got us a drink and I said ‘I won’t have much at all as I’ll need to drive you home.’

She said ‘Not necessarily. I could get a taxi or if you’ve a spare room I could stay and leave early in the morning.’ Now she was making me wonder but you know what I’m like in such situations.

I said ‘ Okay, we’ll play it by ear.’ and we had some wine. We sat outside talking and drinking till it got a bit chilly then we came in and went in the lounge. She sat on the sofa and I sat next to her. She put her glass down, took hold of my hand and leant in and kissed me softly. Then I returned the kiss.

You, of all people Clare, can imagine what I’m thinking by now. Then, here’s the funny thing, the kissing got very animated but in a young immature sort of way. Very sensuous all the same but lots of head moving and quite – well – physical.

I said ‘ Hey, let’s just slow this down, it’s as much fun, you’ll see.’ and she responded to my words. It was then marks head bobbers porno like she was letting me teach her. After some time doing that, I’m ready to burst out of my trousers but I wanted her to give me a sign that she was ready to go further.

I didn’t have to wait long. During another long kiss, she put her hand on the front of my trousers and pressed on my very hard cock. She made an ‘Oooh!’ sound and said something that also made me wonder. She said ‘We can, you know, I’ve done it before.’

We kissed some more and she touched me again. I’d been staring at her breasts whenever I could and so I put my hand on one, through her dress, not directly. She seemed pleased that I had. I said ‘If we go upstairs are you prepared for what will happen?’

She said ‘I’m very prepared and very happy to go upstairs.’ I led the way. She was giggling a bit. I led her into my room which was ready for possibilities, as usual. I was naughty, I set the CCTV recording with the screens off. And I didn’t tell her in case it spooked her.

She asked me something about do I get many bedroom guests and I was honest and said ‘I’m an unattached male, what do you think!’ and she giggled again. Anyway, I pulled her to me and we had another prolonged kissing session during which I unzipped her dress. She let me help her out of it. Underneath she just wore bra and panties. Those breasts had me besotted. I was getting out of my shirt and kicking shoes off etcetera. She unfastened my trousers and put her hand inside, and inside my pants. I saw her eyes react but I don’t know what to. Too small, too hard, not hard enough – who knows.

She stepped back, unfastened her bra and let her breasts loose for me. Magnificent, heavy but superbly soft, huge nipples or areolas as I’m sure you’d prefer me to use. Her nipples were erect, about half an inch long at least. She allowed me to pull her panties down and she revealed that she is a true blond. Fantastic, I hadn’t noticed her eyebrows being blond – probably ogling her tits all night. She was trimmed tidy but there was quite a bit of hair and it was very soft. Her mound was quite pronounced. Her body was lovely, not skinny, a nice balance.

She pulled my pants off me and held my cock in her hand and said ‘Ooh, I can’t wait!’ So, I didn’t let her. She was quickly on the bed on her back. I got alongside her and we kissed some more. I was caressing her breasts properly now. They’re wonderful and soft but not too soft. She’s tugging at my dick. I moved my hand to her soft fleshy mound. She’d got very wet. I slipped some fingers in and brought them to my mouth and she tasted good.

She said ‘Nick, are we going to make love now?’ which is a change from the usual terminology these days. Anyway, whether it was making love or having a fuck, we did it. Before we did, I asked her again if that was what she wanted. As I got on top of her and pushed in she squealed and giggled a bit. She was quite tight. She did feel good and having great tits to play with too was lovely.

As soon as I got going, she was going at it like a jack rabbit, like she was fucking me. I found a gentle way of getting her to go a bit easier. I dared to say to her ‘You’re lovely and excited but I guess you’re not very experienced, are you?’ She admitted she wasn’t. I was her second ever partner.

She said the first guy was not very experienced either. I persuaded her to let me lead her through it. I got her to match my pace and relax more. Then after some of that, I pulled from her and went down on her. She gasped when I did and once she found out what it felt like she loved it. She’d not had it done to her before. I spent quite a while there – lovely pussy – and then moved back and pressed into her again.

With the tongue on her pussy action, then some seriously long fuck strokes added to some experienced caressing of tits and nipples, I brought her off. Fuck, what a screamer and I’m sure it wasn’t faked. She loved it and was extremely excited.

I let her recover briefly then I began to fuck her again. The second one came very quickly after the first – another screamer and nails gripping my back. I was feeling quite pleased with my efforts. Next I got her on all fours, I wanted to see her tits swinging while I fucked her. I positioned her for the camera recording and took her from behind. That soon brought her off again.

I decided it was my turn. I got her to ride me cowgirl style. That way I could enjoy her tits more. Again I got positioned with the camera in mind. She settled into a lovely rhythm which I really enjoyed. I held her breasts all the way through. I let her bring me off and I made more noise than usual – for her sake, I suppose. It felt like I had come in torrents. Mind you, there had been a long build up with a bit of a tease to it.

Then we lay there and talked. She said that she had loved it – the love making. I had too, once I’d got her on track. Well, to be fair, she was lovely – she is lovely and just a bit sexually naïve but we massage porno all have to start somewhere. I found it all very erotic. She said that I was obviously very experienced but I steered her off too many questions about that. It’s enough that I get twenty questions from you!

I asked her what she wanted to do about getting home. I said she was welcome to stay. She said she’d like that but she’d just make a couple of calls. She left the bed and got her phone and went out of the room to make her calls. She looked fabulous walking out of the room naked in the subdued lighting and then coming back in. She has a lovely bum – and those magical tits. She said it was fine to stay. I asked her why she needed to make two calls and she said that she needed to get her friend to cover for her with her parents, then she phoned her mum.

I asked why she needed her friend to cover and she looked at me as though I was daft. She said ‘I can’t say I’m spending the night with a man, can I!’ I didn’t pursue it but it nagged at me. I just put it down to her parents’ style.

Anyway, then she asked about the screens. Why do I have two? I came clean except for the recording facility. Well, then she wanted to see us on screen. I turned it on and it got her very excited. That got me excited and I soon had a sufficiently hard dick for some more action. She wanted to see us fuck in every position, just a minute or two in as many positions as possible. I obliged – it was fun. Her tits did look great when we went doggy style.

I put my head between her thighs and let her watch that on screen. I saw that she was playing with her tits when I did that. When I came up from doing her, there was a brief awkward moment and I think it was her thinking that she ought to reciprocate. Anyway, she did and I think it was her first time. For this, once she’d got the basics, I didn’t slow her down. She went at it very eagerly. I felt myself about to come and I did. It took her by surprise. She pulled me from her mouth and sat up. She had it all in her mouth. Her mouth was open and some trickled out onto her tits. Then she closed her mouth and obviously swallowed hard. She managed it okay and then I licked it off her tits.

We went to sleep after a lot more talking. She said she knew that I would not want an attachment but she’d love to see me again and make love again. I played her carefully, no false expectations.

During the night I woke and began caressing her amazing tits again. She woke when I did that and pulled me on top of her. We had a nice 3a.m. fuck during which she climaxed with a scream or two.

In the morning, after a comfort break each, I took her onto the balcony. The sun was quite warm. We were both naked still. As she stood looking up the meadow, I got behind her and parted her legs a bit and pushed my way up and in. She held the balcony rail, I held her tits and we fucked. It was another brilliant fuck too. She came but managed to stifle some of her volume. I came too. It was a really good way to fuck, in the morning sun.

We put dressing gowns on and had a bit of breakfast. She said she had some time before she’d need to go. I soon wondered about the chances of another fuck before she went. I managed it by getting her to shower with me. It was lovely soaping her all over. Her body has a wonderful feel to it and those brilliant breasts. I was soaping her and she held me to her and we had a really sensual kiss during which I soaped her pussy. I sat on the bench in the shower with a stiff erection and she straddled me and took it in her. We fucked under the warm water. I was thrusting up as best I could and she was powering her lovely pussy down onto me. Her tits were in my face. It was heavenly. I let her scream to her heart’s content that time.

Anyway, we set off back and I casually asked her how long she’d worked at the store. She said ‘I’m only there for the holidays! Then it’s off to college to start my course.’

I exclaimed ‘College!’ and she said ‘Yeah, I’m waiting for my exam results.’ I was dumbfounded. She’s just eighteen and she’s just spent the night being persistently fucked by a guy in his forties.

She was surprised that I was surprised. She thought I knew all along. I hadn’t a clue she was so very young. I had put her in her mid-twenties and just sexually naïve. Her conversation, her character, they are so mature. Her dress sense, everything said mid-twenties, nothing said eighteen! I pulled over and we talked for quite a while.

The thing was, I’d loved the time I’d had with her and now I was in a quandary. The phone calls made sense now. She got a bit upset thinking that she’d mis-led me but she hadn’t. I had just not been looking closely enough. Then she said that she definitely wanted to see me again. I didn’t say it outright, but I wanted to see her again.

I stressed again that I don’t have attached relationships and she said that was fine for her too. She persuaded me to still see her from time to time and we’d have phone chats too. She said that meet-suck and fuck porno I’ll be her secret lover. And I’ll tell you what, given her sexual experience so far, it won’t be long before she’s an exceptional lover – almost up to your standard, Clare.

So that’s were it’s at. And actually, I’m seeing her next weekend. Her parents are away abroad and she’s coming to me for two nights. The thing is, I found myself attracted to her for her character, her body and her sex appeal. He age was never a factor. Now I know her age, it’s still irrelevant. I still find her attractive for all those reasons.”

Clare had been her usual silent self so as not to alter the flow of the story. She had noticed that Nick had got a very hard erection when he described her body and the sex they had had together. She felt a bit jealous of the girl because of Nick’s frequent references to her breasts whereas Clare’s are very small. As though he was reading her mind Nick suddenly said “By the way, I know I made a lot about her breasts but I just got hooked on them, they’re so lovely. That doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy yours or your body. You know I adore your body, I adore you. You’re wonderful in more ways than I can mention. But I know that you need to hear all of the relevant facts.”

She smiled and held his dick caressing his knob. “I know how you feel about me. I can tell. And you open up so much more to me than when we first got sticky. But, hey Nick, hell of a story. She does sound lovely. I think I fancy her myself! Mind you, you told me the whole story without telling me her name.”

Nick grinned and kissed Clare briefly on the mouth. “Her name is Stella.” he replied.

“And Nick, my big question – can I watch the video recording?” She squeezed his cock as she asked. Nick rolled her flat on her back, parted her long legs and positioned himself to penetrate her. As his cock got past half way into Clare he whispered “We’ll watch it together and then we’ll fuck on the balcony.”


Stella walked across to the car that was parked with its engine still running. “I thought I’d take you to dinner!” Nick said as she closed the car door. Stella had come from the staff door looking like a million dollars again. The hair, make-up and dress were all sensational. Her cleavage was world class, he thought. Those breasts! They hypnotised him.

“Well actually Nick, I’m not so hungry, we can just go to your place if you like. There’s something I want to show you and I’d like to do it there.” Nick nodded, intrigued by her explanation.

“Can I stay? I’ve cleared it at home via my friend of course.” He nodded again and hoped his stamina was going to be a match for hers. “My friend asked me about you. She knows we sleep together. She said she’s jealous. She knows you’re older than me and she says I have to be careful but I know that I’m fine with you. She’s asked me to tell her about what we do. I’ve only said that we’ve made love. She keeps asking me for details. She’s still a virgin so she’s keen to know all about it. You wouldn’t want me to tell her, would you?”

Nick smiled and said “I think you can tell her what you’re happy for her to know. I would add that you need to be sure how safe she is to share a secret with. After all, it’s not her but your parents that may have some views about our relationship. I’ll meet that head on if I have to because I’m not ashamed of anything I’ve done but I’d rather not have to talk it through with angry parents.”

Stella thought for a moment. “I think about that a lot. My parents had me quite late in life. And I’m their only child. They are older than you if that helps. But they made me with an old head on young shoulders. And we’re not going to do anything that will mess up my career plan – I know you wouldn’t do that to me. I’ve known from the outset how you are about relationships – not that I’d share that with my parents – but if it came to it, they’d be fine, I know they would. Going back to my friend, she’s covering for me again tonight but she’s expecting me to tell her a bit more than I have done so far. She says she needs to understand why I’m so keen to stay with you overnight. She’s just fishing, I think she wants to hear the juicy sexy details. I’ll decide how much I’ll share and tell her something more. She is safe to share stuff with.”

They arrived at the house and Stella asked Nick if she could go to the bedroom and then would he come up in five minutes. The room was already prepared for evening. The lights were dimmed and curtains closed. Nick gave it five minutes and went up, knocked on the door and heard Stella call him in.

As the door widened Nick gradually took in the vision that was Stella tonight. With the lighting set to sexy dimmed, she was standing there wearing only her co-ordinated lingerie. It had been chosen to complement her wonderful figure especially her voluptuous breasts. In a matching white fabric, her bra was cut to lift and pronounce the cleavage he had noted earlier. It teasingly, possibly deliberately, revealed just a hint of areola. She wore a garment that Nick did not know the name of which fitted snugly over her lower tummy and abdomen and it had the suspenders for her lovely white stockings. Finally, a very modest cut of panties encased what Nick later found to be Stella’s newly waxed pussy – a full Brazilian.

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Siama’s Choice Pt. 03

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I don’t know what the plans of my brothers were. I was getting hornier by each passing minute. But I could do nothing but wait. Thankfully I had my son to distract me. Little Kashif was now in a very good mood. I played with him and after some time, fed him again. I got so busy that my heart skipped a beat when I heard the main door open. One of my brothers was back! I felt a chill in my spine and an itching sensation in my pussy at the same time.

It was Niaz. I ran to him and kissed him on the lips. He held me in his strong arms and kissed me back. It was electric. I hated to be separated from him but I needed to get a few things done before I could get busy with him. So I told him to have dinner while I put Kashif to sleep.

In the meantime, I heard Aziz come in too. I resisted the temptation to run and kiss him too because Kashif was still not asleep. It took another half an hour for me to put Kashif to sleep. By then I assumed that my brothers would be done with dinner. I decided to make a noticeable entry. I took of my Kameez and was only wearing a Shalwar without underwear, revealing my milk filled tits. I arranged my hair and checked myself out in the mirror. I was pleased with image. I could bet that I had a certain glow about me. Finally I applied some lipstick and left the room.

I found out that I was completely wrong if I thought that I was the only one who could surprise. The boys had already started without me. There was an erotic display in the living room. Both my brothers were totally naked. Aziz and Niaz were sitting down on the sofa and Niaz was bending over to his sucking Aziz’s cock.

Aziz acknowledged my entry with a smile and gestured me to come forward. Niaz got up and made room for me on the sofa. I sat between my brothers and without wasting anytime, we three began to kiss alternately. I was kissing Aziz as Niaz was sucking milk out of my tits. He took a few swigs and then said, “wow baji, your milk is delicious” and then got back. After sometime, Aziz decided to taste my tit juice so he grabbed the breast on his side and began to suck it. My brothers were sucking milk out of my both boobs. It was a remarkable sensation. Kashif was a child and his sensation on my breast was altogether different. But this was amazing, with every little suckle, I was feeling my pussy getting wetter. Thankfully, one of my brothers’ hand found my crotch and he began to rub my pussy over my Shalwar. I came almost instantly. Arching my back, I made a very good spectacle of someone having an ecstatic orgasm.

I told the boys to get it going so they left my boobs alone. Niaz lied down on the carpet with his dick pointing towards the ceiling. I family stroke porno took the cue and squatted over him. I let my pussy positioned over his dick and eased my pussy on his dick. As we were getting in a rhythm, Aziz came up and offered his dick to my mouth. In a few minutes, I had a cum load delivered to both my holes.

Aziz looked more exhausted than Niaz and lied down on the sofa. I was still sting on the limp cock of Niaz. I bent forward and began to kiss his lips. He grabbed my ass and pulled me towards him as we made out. This went for a few minutes and soon I felt his dick stirring up again in my pussy. I took my hand backwards and began to stimulate his balls to entice him further. This worked out well and soon his dick was back at full potential and ready to fuck. I started to lift my ass up to start riding his dick, but he stopped me and said “I think your other hole needs some attention too.”

He pulled his dick out of my pussy and positioned it at my asshole. It needed no lubrication as it was well oiled by his previous ejaculation. He gave a node for me to begin and I sat down on it. His dick went home without resistance. I loved the sensation of it filling my ass. I slowly moved up and then sat down again. I was trying to build a steady pace. But suddenly He grabbed me under my arms and in a swift turn, I was below and he was on top. I had to hold my legs near my head to grant him access. He began ramming it really hard. I was at a point where you can’t tell pain from pleasure. It was all a blur. I was yelling anything that came into my mind. He was remarkably fast. The sensation in my rectum was consuming my senses. I was sure I was going to pass out. Then suddenly he froze and I felt the warm sensation of his jizz filling up my bowels.

I closed my eyes and decided to enjoy the sensation. My whole body was exuding pleasure. At that moment, nothing in the world could make me feel bad. I felt Niaz pull out of my ass and lying by my side. I let my body loose and let the air of the room try to dry some of my sweat. I was again congratulating myself for the way things turned out. I never realized what time it was and drifted off to sleep. I remember somebody picked me up later and put me in bed. I don’t know who it was.

When I woke up, the call for the Morning Prayer was being made. I hurriedly took a shower dressed up and said prayer. Then I fed Kashif and tended to his needs. My brothers were still asleep in their rooms. I decided to make breakfast and do some chores.

I was in a good mood and humming my favorite tunes while cooking. I was just about done when Niaz came into the kitchen. I hugged female taxi porno him and told him to sit on the table and have breakfast. He announced that he had to meet a few friends but he promised that he would shirk them off as soon as he could and run back to me. I told him that I think I should give him something to remember me by. As he ate his breakfast, I opened his shalwar and began to suck his dick. By the time he had finished his breakfast, I myself had a bellyful of man juice. Niaz gave me a kiss and left the house.

Aziz hadn’t woken up yet. I decided to do a few chores and wait for him. When he finally came out, he had already taken a shower but thankfully hadn’t bothered to dress up. He had just tied a towel around his waist and his beautiful body was at display. I eagerly jumped at him and he lifted me in his arms as I began to kiss him frantically. Our tongues were dueling in our mouths and was searching for his cock with my hand. I yanked off the towel and Aziz put me down. I looked at his beautiful cock and gave it a gentle kiss admiring in my heart its beauty. Soon I began to suck it good. It wanted to lube him up and then have him fuck me but as I was thinking of stopping the sucking, he grabbed my head and began to fuck my face. I wasn’t particularly happy at letting another load of cum going down my stomach instead of my pussy. But that did not make my blowjob any less enthusiastic.

However I was in luck as instead of leaking in my mouth, Aziz stopped me after a couple of minutes and made me lie down on the bed. He placed his wet cock on my pussy and I opened my legs wide to accept him in. We did it in the missionary position for a few minutes and Aziz was pressing my boobs and pinching my nipples. It did not take long for me to have a toe-curling orgasm. I felt my body tightening and my pussy clasping to Aziz’s dick for life. Incredibly, Aziz was still going on. He stopped and gave me time to recover from my orgasm. He began to kiss all over my body. Starting from the mouth then lowering himself on to my neck. I cherished the feeling of his lips on my neck. Then he gave a kiss each to my boobs and then his tongue found its way into my belly button. That made me feel giddy but it was sexy nonetheless.

Then Aziz lifted my legs and my hips exposing my pussy and my asshole. I was a bit surprised when he put his mouth on my asshole instead of my pussy, but again, I wasn’t complaining.

He lubed my asshole with his mouth and even put his tongue inside as far as it would go. Then after ensuring that it was well-lubed, he placed his dick on the threshold. A chill went down in my spine as he gently but female agent porno firmly entered his prick into my poop hole. He began to fuck my ass slowly at first but he was building up pace with each thrust.

Sadly when he we were about to get in sync, the phone rang. We both grunted in disappointment and Aziz went into the living room to pick up the phone. He called for me as it was for me. It was my husband. He had called to check up on myself and Kashif. As I was talking to him trying to finish off the call as soon as I could, I could see Aziz trying to keep his cock busy in his hands. Suddenly a wild idea occurred to me. I held my had over the microphone and asked Aziz to come over. He practically ran behind me. I told him to continue what he was doing as I resumed taking to my husband.

You can only imagine the sensation that was. It was almost as if we were doing right there in front of him. I had bent slightly to give Aziz access and he was pounding me so hard that I was amazed that my husband could not figure out what was going on over the phone.

Suddenly, with a deep thrust, Aziz released his fertile juice in my poop-chute once again. He slid out and went to lie on the sofa. I finished my call and went to sofa where I just lay on him with my head on his chest. We both drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, there was soreness in my asshole. I needed to pee also so I went to the toilet to relieve myself. Aziz was still asleep with his naked body at full display. It was dusk and I could hear the adhan for Magrhib prayer. But I just did not feel like praying.

I peed and washed myself and then I heard Kashif’s crying so I went to tend to his needs. While walking there, I suddenly became aware of my nakedness and decided to at least wear my shalwar before I saw my little boy.

Kashif was a happy baby and as soon as I lifted him up my arms and offered him a teat, he became calm and began to suck away happily. Aziz woke up and after taking a shower, said the Maghrib prayer. By that time, I had fed Kashif and now the baby was in the mood to play. So, his uncle Aziz and mama played with him.

After a while I asked Aziz to sit with the baby and went to ix the kitchen. Kitchen was connected to the living room and was directly across the master bedroom. So, while fixing dinner, I kept talking to Aziz. We discussed that how this was the best sex that any of us had in our lives.

By then Niaz had also arrived and asked for dinner. It was ready and we sat down to eat. I had made their favorite bhindi and chapati (ladyfinger and bread). As we were eating, I said how I wished that mom and dad stayed at the relatives for ever so we may continue our sex-capades. At this Niaz said something outrageous.

“Why don’t we include them in?” he said calmly as if it was a very obvious and natural thing. Both other siblings laughed but then they saw that he was being serious. What was he trying to say? Could it be…

[to be continued]

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