The sun gleamed on the blue Caribbean Sea, reflecting in a shimmering pattern of light. The tide was lapping the white-gold sand of the shore almost lazily. The stretch of beach was deserted save for a young couple lying in the warm Mexican afternoon.

Maddie stretched her legs languidly, enjoying the feeling of the jot white sand on her toes. The bikini Maddie was wearing could barely be called a swimsuit. It was more of a suit for tanning. Barely covering anything. Two small triangle’s capped her large breasts and a barely there triangle covered her crotch. The back of the bikini bottom consisted of a slender string that ran in between her ass cheeks. Forming a ‘Y’ that fastened high on the hips to strings holding the front up. Maddie reached over for her magazine wanting something to read as she lazed in the sun.

Two days had passed since the big fight with Will and Sam’s cold rejection of her. Maddie’s face blushed a little as she recalled the humiliating incident She felt again the hot cum on her face, heard Sam’s cruel laughter as he told her that she was “just a hot fuck”. She felt the prickly hotel carpet on her bare knees and heard again the finality of the click of Sam’s door as he shut her out, leaving her kneeling topless and covered in cum in the hotel hallway.

Maddie had dashed downstairs, miraculously not running into any other guests or hotel staff. Finding a bathroom on the ground floor, she quickly cleaned herself up before fleeing the hotel. Not knowing what to do, the hapless girl had wandered the deserted beachfront for several hours.

At last, she had returned to Will. Poor dependable Will. Maddie had sobbed guiltily, apologising for her hard words the night before.

“I’m sorry Will. I want to be with you, not him,” she had assured her boyfriend, showering him with kisses.

Will did not want to lose Maddie and was very pleased that she had come back and so he chose to forgive her and to try to forget the last couple of days.

“It’s okay Maddie,” he’d assured her stroking her hair. “Let’s just focus on enjoying the rest of our vacation.”

So saying, he’d kissed her hard on the mouth and pulled her towards the bed.

Maddie had flushed, realising that her mouth must still taste of Sam’s cum. She’d pushed that thought away, focussing on Will.

As Will dozed beside her, Maddie rubbed her aching clit.

‘Why can’t Will get me off like Sam can?’ Maddie thought in frustration. But she was determined to forget all about Sam, so instead she focussed on getting herself off.

Her hand went down, curved upward and two fingers pressed into her waiting slit. She gasped as she pumped herself to a breathless climax, stifling her cry, careful not to wake Will.

“Maddie?”

“Hmm? Oh! Sorry Will, I was miles away”

“I said,” Will repeated patiently,opening his eyes. “Do you want to go for a swim?”

“Naah,” Maddie stretched out lazily, “I’m just gonna lie here and tan”

“Okay, well I’m going to swim out to that rock.” Will pointed at a large rock sticking out of the sea about 800 yards from the shoreline.

“All right, have fun!” Maddie told him, picking up her magazine again.

However the pretty girl now found it very hard indeed to concentrate on the article she had been reading. She could feel an all too familiar warm itch in her pussy, remembering Sam cumming on her face and then leaving her high and dry has left her extremely horny.

‘Stop it!’ she scolded herself determined not to keep thinking about Sam. Determinedly she concentrated on the magazine once more.

But it was no good, as the sun shone on her sexy body, Maddie tossed the magazine aside any pretence at interest in the story forgotten. She ran her hands lustily upon her body cupping her full tits. Her hands worked inside the cups of the skimpy bikini top until her fingers found her nipples, teasing 1 in each hand between thumb and forefinger.

Maddie looked up, she could just see Will’s head as he swam strongly towards the rock he had picked out as his target. She wanted watched him, her hands still busily teasing her hard nipples as she mecidiyeköy escort bayan tried to focus her thoughts on Will.

But she found her mind drifting back to Sam… Sam dancing with her and kissing her in ‘Coco Bongo’ … Sam dragging her into the bathroom, making her suck his cock as she knelt on the Men’s room floor like a slut…

Maddie’s right hand descended into her bikini bottoms, rubbing her hot slit. She moaned

“You should have seen the look on her face!” Sam laughed. “When I told the stupid bitch to go back to her boyfriend, I thought she was going to burst into tears! And her face was covered in my Cum, I don’t reckon she’d ever had a good facial before. That boyfriend of hers wouldn’t have the nerve to do that to her!”

Sam and Greg were walking on the beach as Sam told his buddy all about his latest exploits with Maddie.

“But don’t you wanna fuck her again?” Greg questioned him eagerly. “Man, if it was me, I’d be wanting to fuck her all vacation long!”

“Ha!” Sam gave a little bark of laughter. “Don’t worry, man, I got that slut where I can just click my fingers and have her running back,” Sam boasted.

“In fact, Will continued crudely, “I’ve got an idea for next time she wants to fuck, I’m gonna just lie back and have her ride my cock, you know, let her do all the work!”

They both laughed. “But I don’t want her round all day, every day. I got other girls I want to fuck as well!”

The two friends continued walking and talking, the conversation turned to other girls they’d checked out on the resort and plans for the rest of their vacation.

“You wanna head back? I’m kinda tired,” Greg asked Sam, slowing to a stop.

“No,” Sam decided. I’m gonna walk some more.”

“Ok, see you later”

As Greg turned round and headed back towards their hotel, Sam walked onwards through the soft sand.

Maddie brought her middle finger up to her lips and sucked it past her lips to wet it, tasting her own juices. She brought her wet finger down between her thighs and felt herself shiver at her own touch…

Sam was fucking her from behind in the Men’s room as she held onto the toilet for support ..

A faint smile played across Maddie’s lips as she worked her finger around in a circular motion over her clit, her breathing becoming slow and deep. Her other hand continued to touch her sensitive nipples as he lost herself in erotic memories…

Sam making her blow him on the beach but refusing to fuck her…

Her head tipped back, eyes closed her lips slightly parted, her hand working over her beautiful snatch. Maddie’s hips were now bucking wildly as the hand buried in her bikini bottoms moved faster and faster..

Sam showing her off to his friends in the club, baring her tits right in front of them on the dance floor… Sam dragging her from the club, abandoning Will, the two lovers all over each other on the cab ride back…

Back went Maddie’s fingers into her pussy and she started rubbing her clit in earnest. The faster her hands moved, the louder the sounds of her wet pussy became. She could feel the fluids running out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass. She knew by know that the towel she had placed under her would not be enough to stop all of the moisture and most of it was running through the towel and onto the sheet. Her eyes were closed and small sounds were coming from her tightly stretched lips.

Just as she was about to reach a tremendous orgasm, she jumped hearing an unexpected sound. Someone was approaching!

Frantically Maddie pulled her hand out of her pussy and straightened her top. Then she snatched up the her abandoned magazine and buried her flushed face in the article

‘Damn it I was so close!’ Maddie was clenching her thighs together in frustration.

Sam smiled as he saw a familiar figure lounging on the beach up ahead

“Speak of the devil,” he said quietly.

Sam decided he would prove the truth behind his boasting to Greg right now and he totted over towards Maddie.

“Hey, What’s up?” he called casually.

Maddie bayrampaşa escort bayan could not believe her eyes, it was Sam!

‘The nerve of the man’ she thought, infuriated at his casual greeting after the way he’d left her outside his room.

“What’s up?” she echoed Sam incredulously. “You…You send me away like that then…” Maddie was incoherent with rage, spluttering for words in her indignation.

“You know, you’re beautiful when you’re angry,” Sam told her, his voice softly mocking, looking into her eyes.

Maddie felt some of the anger drain out of her as she stared back into those cool blue eyes he was just so…

‘Damn it!’ thought Maddie ‘Why can’t I control myself around him?’ she asked herself once again.

“C’mon, let me make it up to you” Sam urged, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on her lips.

Maddie pushed him half-heartedly away.

“Sam, please. Will’s only gone for a swim, he’ll be back soon!” she protested

“Time for a quickie then!” joked Sam, smirking.

“Sam, No! I.. I don’t want to,” Maddie’s voice sounded unconvincing even to her own ears.

“You don’t sound very sure,” Sam told her “C’mon you know how hot I can make you” and he grabbed her head, pulling her into a long passionate kiss.

Maddie pushed him away again but, this time, Sam resisted holding the kiss and Maddie resistance started to melt away and, when Sam moved his hand to her thigh she stopped resisting all together. She slipped her own tongue into Sam’s mouth, returning his kiss.

Sam’s hands cupped her tits, he felt Maddie’s nipples harden against his palms. He pulled her top off exposing her breasts, then licked his lips in anticipation.

She arched up her ass as his hand slid higher up her leg to rub her inner thighs, almost touching, but only teasing her pussy. He moved to the other side, rubbing her thigh. “OOOHH GGGGODD,” she moaned, her ass arching up again as his hand slid between her legs and slowly dragged between her pussy lips as her hips followed upward. It was gone just as fast, rubbing her breasts again. Maddie’s pussy flooded with her juices, his brief touch had almost made her cum, her nipples now even more sensitive if that was possible.

He left her pussy empty his fingers staying on her breasts. He played with them for over five minutes, his fingers hurting and pleasuring all at the same time, his large hands easily able to grasp her breasts in his palm and squeeze tightly. Maddie’s nipples were yanked harshly, pulled from her body as she cried out in pleasure. His fingertips rubbed back and forth over the tip, the pleasure almost giving way to pain as they began to get raw from the attention Maddie’s ass bounced up and down on the sandy beach, her legs opening and closing, looking for more stimulation.

Sam moved one hand down between Maddie’s legs again, his hands forcing her legs to spread, her knees drawn up and bent. Sam removed her bikini bottoms leaving Maddie completely naked. She knew it was finally time. He was going to stop teasing her Maddie screamed in pleasure as two slick fingers slid up between her lips, his other hand pushing down on her hip, holding her open for his probing. The fingers slowly drew through her pussy, the fingers moved from the bottom to the top in a slow, torturous movement that stopped her breath.

Two fingers pushed her lips aside and began a gentle masturbation up and down her slit. Her nipple was met by two fingers, tightening on the swollen nub and twisting as she moaned in pleasure, her hips beginning a gentle fucking motion on the masturbating fingers. Maddie’s legs went back flat on the table, but she spread them wide for him, his gentle masturbation continuing to arouse her.

Maddie’s hips moved side to side, her legs spreading wider, her breathing ragged as his fingers ignited the pleasure between her legs, her sensitive nipples never alone, his fingers or hands always keeping her nipples as hard as darts.

“OOOHH,” Maddie moaned in pleasure. “Fuck me,” demanded Maddie.

Sam remembered the idea he’d discussed with Greg earlier. escort bayan bahçelievler “Let’s try something different,” he suggested. “You on top. I want you to ride me!”

Sam lay down in the soft sand, his hard cock pointing skywards. Maddie straddled him, holding his cock lovingly. She positioned it so it was pointed directly at her sopping wet twat and slowly lowered herself onto the throbbing erection. She began to move her hips up and down. Her sweet pussy ground against his large cock, sliding down it until it was all the way in. Sam cupped each of her beautiful breasts in his hands, squeezing them happily as she rode him.

Sam was in heaven! He lay back comfortably and watched the hot babe above him ride his cock for all she was worth. He moved his hands onto her hips to control her rhythm. Her long dark hair flew about her and tits jiggled wildly as she bounced on his dick. Sam took one of Maddie’s hands and moved it to her pussy so she could feel his cock as it slid into her, her other hand played with one of the jiggly titties pinching and pulling on the nipple.

“You are so fucking big! Mmmmmm, yes, fuck me,” Maddie moaned.

Maddie was riding Sam’s cock as hard and fast as she could. Gasps and little cries of pleasure escaped her mouth. Her back arched pushing her big tits out, inviting Sam to grab them, play with them, use them. Her eyes were half closed in pleasure

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” demanded an angry voice.

Maddie’s eyes flew open. It was Will, back from his swim, he was furious. Hurt and anger etched on his face as he watched the scene before him unbelievingly.

Maddie couldn’t help herself she kept riding Sam she was so close now all she could think of was getting off

Sam held Maddie’s hips keeping her in place and turned to Will, “Oh hey Will,” he said calmly. “I hope you don’t mind I borrowed your girlfriend again,” he smirked.

“Maddie how could you?” Will demanded. You said you wanted to be with me, not with him!”

“You can have her back as soon as I’m done,” Sam told Will. “All this bitch is good for is a hot fuck anyways. You see she needs a real man to satisfy her. Maddie told me you never managed to make her come. If you want stay and watch you might pick up some pointers.”

“Maddie,” Will sobbed, “I can’t believe you’re cheating on me .. again.. right in front of me and in public!”

“Tell him, Sam ordered Maddie, “Tell your boyfriend what you told me while you fuck me. Sam reinforced the command with a firm spank to Maddie’s ass.

Maddie was riding Sam harder than ever, her tits jiggling wildly. She struggled to speak clearly as she neared her climax

“Sorry Will,” she gasped. “Your cock’s too … oh … small to . Oh God fuck me Sam.. keep me satisfied so I have to keep going…oh…going back to Sam!”

“How can you say it’s too small!” sobbed will.

But Maddie didn’t answer. The only thing that mattered now was her orgasm. “OOOOH.” Her hips thrust wildly.

“Oh, yes, I am cumming baby” Maddie yelled. Her pussy became very tight, and Sam could feel her juices. She rode him faster and faster.

“Turn round,” Sam told her “I want to cum in your mouth,” he lied, another plan in his mind.

Will watched frozen in disbelief as Maddie climbed off Sam’s cock. Sam stood, pushing Maddie onto her knees in front of him. Her full red lips were parted slightly as her head came down on the swollen cock the girth of his cock slowly parted the lips and entered her mouth. Sam moaned rapturously as he felt and watched this process with delight. Maddie began to work the cock in and out of her mouth, sucking on it greedily, her tongue rubbing the underside of Sam’s glands

“Mmm…Oh…Mmppphh…UM!” Maddie moaned around Sam’s hard cock.

Sam’s cock was hard as a length of lead pipe. He thrust it into Maddie’s mouth, holding the back of her head with one hand. She slid her lips eagerly up and down his shaft. Sam got the tip of his cock down her throat a couple of times, and she gagged but he kept on going.

He withdrew at the last moment to come, he ejaculated across her face with some of it going into her hair, onto her chin and lips and on her still-quivering breasts. He held her head to him as the last spasms emptied his dick of cum.

Sam put his swimming shorts back on and turned to go. Will was still frozen in place staring at Maddie

“Well, see you around!” Sam called mockingly as he walked away.

We had been feuding all week, a low simmering roil of resentment. The cause, of course, was small and petty, but it was the small wound that allowed long-suppressed resentments to pour forth. Each, alone, was minor, but after long seasons to fester, they’d become toxic, and the rush of bitterness caught both of us by surprise. We’d fought with viciously controlled intensity, each laying our attacks with deadly precision, with deliberate aim, and hateful vigor. New wounds opened veins of old poisons, and we mined these lodes with cold intent, forging newer, ever more cruel barbs from the hard ore of forgotten hurts. Not a curse crossed our lips, nor was a single voice raised in our anger. Civil, quiet, deadly, was our battle, and the very house trembled in the thundering silence that fell afterwards. We nursed our new wounds, banking the fires, storing away hurts with gleefull intent, preparing for future battles.

Sleeping in the same bed, each out of sheer stubbornness refusing to yield our place, we may as well have been in separate fortresses miles apart. Backs to each other, we re-fought the day’s skirmishes in our minds, and prepared for the morrow.

I sleep deeply, but have that peculiar talent for waking at a moment’s notice, when necessary, that comes from a decade and more of listening to ship’s announcements in my sleep, deciding which applied to me, and which did not, without conscious thought. I came awake with instant alertness this night, my mind seeking the cause. It wasn’t hard to find. A hot, almost searing, hip was pressed to mine, and I was rigidly erect, with an animal need coursing through my body. Angrily, I tried to suppress my need, not willing to yield anything to my foe, but her hip moved, gently, against me, and a red wave of lust obscured my vision.

NO!

I wasn’t about to allow myself to respond. I was still too angry. With perverse satisfaction, I cruelly squashed my desire again, though my cock remained defiantly erect, and my mind kept darting toward the heated contact of our bodies. She moved again, snoring gently, her shoulders shifting, her back rolling onto my arm, and seemingly of its own will, my free hand slid across her waist, over her smooth belly. I was in an almost hypnotic state, mind locked around my core of resentful hurt, but şişli escort bayan other, stronger, more primitive emotions and needs were directing my actions. I pulled myself over onto my side, freeing my trapped arm, the arm laying across her waist moving down, hand crossing a nest of downy curls, up, across a smooth thigh, down around the back of that tightly muscled leg.

A growling moan escaped my lips, and I lay, quivering with need and lust, restrained by anger and stupid pride, the focus of my desire in intimate contact with my body.

I leaned closer, smelling her hair, my breath ruffling it’s light silkiness. Closer still, I took in the musky scent of her, faintly floral from her perfume. My hand stole slowly up the back of her thigh, fingertips only now, until my palm came into firm contact with her smoothly rounded ass. Cupping her cheek with my hand, I squeezed, gently, firmly, hard. With a sharp intake of breath, she awoke, and started to roll towards me.

Oh no, she didn’t!

I wasn’t about to give her any leeway now! My freed arm snaked up, hand sliding up into her hair, grabbing a fistful, pulling her head back firmly. My other hand leapt off her ass, and returned with a flat, meaty SMACK. For a second, there was shocked stillness, I surprised at my action, she, perhaps even more surprised at the reaction my swat had roused in her. For a long moment, neither of us moved, or even breathed. Then she wiggled her ass under my hand, just a little; almost an involuntary shudder, and I swatted her a second time, more tentatively. Her hips lifted under my hand, and there was no doubt the wiggle was deliberate this time. Again, I swatted her ass, harder this time, and she sighed, pulling her head forward just a bit, increasing the tension in her hair. I shifted my grip, getting a firmer, more full grasp of her thick, silky hair, pulling her head back again, sharply, then pushing, positioning her, rolling her part way onto her belly, my chest pressing across her upper back, pinning her to the mattress.

With breath coming hard, growling deep in my throat with each breath, I bit at her neck, shoulders, back, ribs, and arms. Bearing down with barely-controlled violence, I gathered her flesh between my teeth, pulling back, allowing it to bağcılar escort bayan slip away through my teeth, escaping damage, fleeing back to the safety her body, only to be caught again, and again to escape, pursued by my growls. Even as I mauled her upper back, I continued to spank her; the flat cracks as my palm met her ass competing with my growls, filling the air in our room. Constantly changing rhythm, force, and location, I punished her for quite a while. My palm was beginning to sting, and I could feel the heat rising off her ass, but she would whimper and wiggle her hips when I slowed down, and encouraged, goaded, by this, I worked her ass over thoroughly, and with a will. She squirmed, whimpered, and cried out, shifting her hips, writhing beneath my punishing hand.

Normally, spanking does nothing for me, but this night, my heat rose with each blow, and I quivered like a bowstring, nerves thrumming with excitement. Her whimpers and cries became moans, and she lifted her hips more with each strike. I could finally no longer wait, and pulling at the fist-full of hair, I urged her to her knees, she rising willingly, eagerly to my command. Working around behind her, I finally had to release her hair, but instead grabbed her hips with bruising force, pulling her up to meet me, taking her deeply with my first vigorous thrust, slamming our bodies together. She cried out, loudly, her first climax claiming her even as I entered the heated, clinging wet depths of her body. With no thought in my mind at all, I thrust into her, mindless lust riding me as hard as I was riding her, and she came again and again, abandoning herself to my need. The string of climaxes, so unlike her normal response, raised me to a heat like I’d never before known, and the full, heated walls of her pussy clutched at my cock with desperate need. I was a wild beast now, and had no mercy, my hips slamming against her ass with violent slaps. Tension building at the back of my neck gave me scant warning of my impending climax, and I came explosively, roaring, grinding my hips into hers, pushing as deeply into her as I could reach, body arched with the searing, shocking intensity, pouring myself into her depths in urgent surges.

For a long minute, maybe two, we held that pose, escort bayan zeytinburnu held together with fierce possession, and then she shuddered over her whole body, an almost convulsive tremor, coming yet again. A searing cramp speared the back of my left thigh, and I pushed forwards to escape the burning pain, knocking her to her belly, coming to lie atop her back, still partly inside her, panting, sweaty, but still aroused.

I lay over her, sweat stinging my eyes, watching her own sweat beading on her neck and shoulders in the dim light. I leaned in, and licked the nape of her neck. She tasted of salt, and of the musky, floral scent I had smelt earlier, and of something less definable, but more exciting. My lips ran hungrily, caressingly across her back, tasting, sampling her flavor. She arched her neck, pulled her hair aside for me, and I devoured her nape, beginning to growl again, cock responding, hardening to full length, and my hips began to move, awkwardly, with just a portion of my length within her. She moaned, her hips lifting, and I missed with the next trust, my cock sliding along her labia and clit. With a gasp, she came, legs scissoring shut, clamping my cock between her smooth, muscular thighs. I thrust between her thighs for a few moments, but the rounded smoothness of her shapely ass against my belly brought other thoughts to mind, and I slid up her back, disengaging from between her thighs, and probing between her ass cheeks. Realizing my intent, she humped her ass at me, and I found her anus, pushing at it, entering her, feeling the incredible tightness of her grip on me as I pushed deeper into her. She humped her ass up into me again, and I began to thrust, driving as hard and deep as I had before, she pushing back equally hard. Again I lost myself to lust, to animal need, and again she yielded completely to my desire as I rode her again, and again she came repeatedly before, almost exhausted, I finally came a second time. A great, shuddering climax raced up and down my body, the searing pleasure wrenching a desperate cry from me.

I collapsed onto her, and she rolled slightly to one side, causing me to pull out of her, to fall to my side, still partly covering her with my body, both of us gasping as we separated. For a long time, we lay, cooling, spent, still. I pulled the blanket back over our bodies, and held her close, smelling her, listening to her breath. Slowly, dreamily, we passed into sleep.

The war was over. We both won.

My first submission. My editor was “A+ Editor Girl”, but I’ve made a few changes from what she saw. Any errors are entirely my own.

Impulsively I posted the following listing on a popular website:

I am a professional married woman looking for a friend. I would like to get to know this person through email, chat, phone conversations and maybe meet someday. I have an active imagination and I’d like to share that part of me with someone. I want someone who is in a similar situation as I am, married but wanting to discreetly share fantasies.

My new friend would be in his 40’s or 50’s, good sense of humor, intelligent, honest and patient. How you look doesn’t matter a whole lot if you can have a conversation and be genuine in what you want. I am looking for a potential long term friendship.

As for me, I am in my thirties and fit. I am not a beauty queen but I am attractive by most realistic standards. I run, a regular gym rat and take good care of myself. I am educated and when I’m not at the gym or running I am taking care of my house, family. I have a demanding career and I’m looking for an outlet to express another side of me that I can’t seem to do in my current situation or perhaps don’t want to do.

I’m not miserable and not in a miserable marriage. I’m a happy person but want to see what it’s like to explore another person, his fantasies and my own as well.

That is how I met my friend from Maine.

Our first meeting after speaking on line was at a restaurant in a small town convenient to us both. Meeting him that day was almost as impulsive an act on my part as writing the listing. Some work commitments had been cancelled freeing up part of my day, he was on line so we agreed to meet.

I had not dated much in my life. I met my husband first year in college and I had worked through high school which did not leave much free time to socialize during my teen years. Perhaps the only way I could have met my friend this first time to do so impulsively or else the reasoning of why it all seemed wrong, the nervousness of facing someone new where potential for more had been discussed might have overwhelmed me and not allowed me to follow through. He seemed genuine, honest and the fantasies we had discussed were taking root deep in my imagination. I wanted to meet him.

Neither of us had seen other people since our marriages. I am escort bayan kağıthane in my 30’s and he is in his 40’s so for both of us, seeing someone new like this after meeting like we had filled us both with nervous anticipation. We had talked about our lives but in those discussions before we met we had also spoken about our fantasies, curiosities and desires to explore in ways that still scared us both. So, meeting a man for the first time knowing that he is the only person on the planet that knows the extent of my fantasy life was enough to make my knees weak, my hands sweaty and set me running in the opposite direction.

There is a full length mirror in my office building. Before leaving for this lunch I stopped and discretely checked myself out. I hadn’t really looked at myself from the prospective of a 40 something man. I am 5’7″ and fairly fit. My short skirt and dark hosiery showed my muscular legs that I earned from running 30 miles a week. The fitted black sweater over my 36D breasts also gave me some confidence that my friend might imagine what they might feel like to touch. My dark hair is somewhat long, but very curly. Yes, I was as confident enough not to run and decided my description in my listing was as accurate as I could be. Most men in their 40’s might consider having at least lunch with me.

I did not go into the restaurant; he came outside to get me. I could barely look at him I was so nervous. In my fantasies I did not have a vision of what my friend would look like. How my friend would look had not played a role really in how I felt when during my erotic daydreams. However, my new friend was a pleasant surprise. I did not expect him to be cute, almost unbearably sexy.

The first thing I noticed was his mouth, how full and kissable it seemed. Given my nerves I was shocked that even a glint of sexual spark was able to ignite but it did when I saw his mouth smile at me the first time. Only a bit taller than me, dressed casually in jeans and fleece sweater, I could tell he was nervous as he turned various shades of red during our conversation. We had a nervous but comfortable conversation. We were even able to shift our conversation to what had brought me to write the escort bayan beyoğlu listing and his response. This was a pleasant surprise to me that I was able to have this conversation with him given what we had spoken about on line and on the phone. It seemed I having little trouble imagining him naked and my mind was gloriously running through our previous discussions as I started to put a face to my newly developing daydreams.

No touching other than a departing hand shake, my shaky legs walked me to my vehicle and in a fog I drove back to work. We continued to talk on line and the phone until out of the blue the next Sunday morning we both realized that for a few hours that very afternoon would be alone. We decided to meet at a local bookstore and neither of knew exactly what we would do then. I saw him first and tapped him on the shoulder. Yes, he was still pretty darn cute. We wandered the store a bit then decided he would take me and show me his boat.

Of course this meant I had to get in his car. My mind raced with what my family and friends would think of me getting into the car of a man I met on the internet. I could see their faces flash through my mind as I imagined what they all would think if they knew. Always very responsible, never out of character, consistently predictable….this behavior was not expected of me. But, I happily and confidently jumped into his car with no ambivalence whatsoever.

It was a short drive to his boat. It was very cold and neither of us was exactly dressed for the 30 degree day. I was dressed in jeans, turtleneck and light jacket and he was dressed similarly. We climbed the ladder up to the deck and took me down and showed me the interior. Standing in the coldness of the bottom of this boat he suddenly and without warning kissed me. His lips felt like I had imagined they would, full and warm. We came together so closely and he wrapped me so thoroughly in his arms that the cold disappeared and all I could feel was his warmth.

His back to a wall, I faced him and we continued to embrace. Our hands were exploring, touching, wondering with fascination about the mystery of the other. My mouth kissed his and I could feel his response as I kissed his neck, escort bayan esenler his ears. His body was warm as my hands started to explore under his clothes. He raised my shirt, releasing my bra and took my nipple in his mouth. The cold air and his warm mouth shot made my nipple harden immediately. His hand held my breast as he kissed it, became familiar with it. My hand reached down and I could feel his erection through his jeans. My hand started to stroke him through his jeans and his hips moved to my hand. I could feel the outline of his cock as it pressed against his jeans. I could feel the head, the rim and long shaft.

Needing to feel him in my hand, I unbuttoned his jeans and slid my hand inside. He was almost hot in my hand and I could feel him respond as my fingers and thumb started to stroke. His size was new to me, as I stroked I wanted to feel him in my mouth. His cock was large, engorged and I could feel his pulse as my fingers stroked. Kissing my way down I took his cock in my mouth. Deep at first so he could feel the warmth of my entire mouth then letting my tongue explore by licking and lightly sucking his head and rim. My tongue could feel the bulging and pulsing of his shaft and head as my tongue flicked, licked and sucked. Keeping the head of his cock between my lips as my tongue swirled elicited a response from him that made me want to reach down into my own panties and touch myself.

His sounds, his movement into my mouth and the bulging veins soon told me he was going to cum. I wanted him to cum in my mouth, I wanted to taste him and feel his sheer pleasure of my tongue and lips. His hips moved, his moan low as he came filling my mouth with the warmness of his cum. Stroking him, kissing my way back up my mouth continued to enjoy his lips and his neck.

As we remained standing in that same spot, his thigh moved between my legs where I moved in rhythm to my own need to feel release. His fingers found their way into my panties and they found the wetness that wanted so badly. My hand wandered back down to stroke his cock and I could feel him come to life again as my fingers gently stroked.

Again, I leaned and took him in my mouth. My tongue tenderly stroked and prodded him to erection. The pulse was quick under my tongue, the fullness ready to erupt soon as I took him deep almost to his base. My mouth almost able to take him completely I could feel the throb of his cock as he readied to cum for the second time. His warm cum again filled my mouth. Draining him, stroking him to completion I stood and kissed him hello.

I swim a few laps of the pool, stopping at each end to grab some air. One time I take a few extra seconds to watch you climb out of the hot tub, your amazing ass showing as you bend over to dry your legs off. I swim a few more laps, trying to get some of the overabundance of adrenaline out of my body, until, when I reach the edge of the pool after a lap, I open my eyes to your luscious pussy right in front of me.

You sit on the edge of the pool, your legs spread as much as they can, one on each side of my head, and one hand is letting you lean back a bit while the other is rubbing your clit and pussy lips. You try to speak, but your breath catches when you see the look of hunger in my eyes. I gain my feet under me and pull myself to my full height, allowing me to stand a little taller than you are sitting and I move closer to you.

Your eyes watch me like a hawk as you try to guess what I will do next. I reach my hands out to your breasts, taking each one in a hand. You moan as I begin to massage them, and your hand on your pussy speeds up, and the odd finger or two slides in here and there. As my hands move around your breasts, squeezing and playing with them, your breath gets faster. When first my right hand, then my left finds the nipples, you let out a content sigh, allowing two fingers to fully slip into your pussy at the same moment.

While I pinch and massage your nipples, I look down, watching your fingers as they slide in and out of your now moist pussy, getting slicker with every thrust in. I let go of your right breast and reach down and take hold of your wrist. You open your eyes and look at me as I pull your fingers to my lips and proceed to lick and suck your cum off them. At the end of each finger I nibble a little, letting you know just what I will do to your clit when I am between your legs.

By the time I am on your third and final finger you are moaning with every touch of my tongue and groaning at each nibble. When I let your hand go, it doesn’t fall; instead it reaches up to the back of my head, and pushes my head between your legs. I consider fighting you, but as I was planning to go there anyway, I allow you, and begin licking softly up and down your delicious pussy.

Your hand presses my head harder into you, not content with the gently, affectionate licks you are getting. I smile, and extend my tongue so it is long and almost circular, allowing your hand to push it into your pussy. You moan as you realize what you are doing, and when my lips meet your lips, I latch on and begin sucking and moving my tongue around inside of you.

It only takes a minute or so before your arm is too weak from the pleasure to hold your body up and you lower your body so you are lying prone. I lift your legs to my shoulder to get just the right angle, and pull my tongue out. You begin to groan in unhappiness until I slide two fingers in to replace it and begin licking and sucking at your clit. You arch your back at the sudden increase in pleasure and press my face hard into your pussy.

I moan at the absolutely delicious taste of your pussy, and begin to nibble a bit on your clit, making you moan loudly at the pleasure. I add a third finger into your pussy, making you squeeze your legs escort bayan sultangazi together tight. I continue nibbling and fucking you with my fingers, not letting you squeeze me out, until your orgasm begins, and you let go entirely to let the orgasm wash over you. Your squirming and shaking begin to move you away from me.

All I can do to keep between your legs is push myself out of the pool until I am lying on the concrete. I never stop licking and sucking on your clit for more than a few seconds, until I have licked up all your cum. I crawl up beside you, and give you a kiss, letting you taste your cum on my tongue. You moan, knowing the taste I am sharing is one I love so much, and drink the taste up like a sweet wine.

As the passion in the kiss builds, our hands wander each others bodies. You moan as your hand reaches my cock and you feel how hard I am, even after all the lovemaking. Your hand lightly grips it, feeling the texture and shape of it in your hand. I take your hand off my cock, and lead you into the sauna. It is not nearly as hot with the door open, but there is a wooden bench in the middle big enough for both of us.

You begin to walk over to it, but I lead you to a bench against the wall. I sit down, and lead you to sit beside me. I kiss you deeply, and run my fingers lightly over your thighs, my nails running in random circles over your skin. Your hips and legs begin moving, trying to lead my fingers and my hand between your legs, but my hand keeps evading you. Your hand moves back to my cock, stroking it more forcefully now, trying to get me one way if not the other.

After a few minutes of the teasing, your hand stroking my cock, my fingers teasing your legs and thighs, you are rewarded with a few spurts of pre cum. I groan to keep from cumming more, and gently take your hand from my cock. You stand up and move between my legs, then begin to kneel. I take charge and stop you from getting on your knees. I turn you around, and pull you roughly onto my lap. You let out a mix of a gasp and a moan as you land hard on me, my cock sliding easily deep into your wet, waiting pussy.

You sit there, your hands on my knees, and adjust to the sudden shock of my entry into your pussy. You feel my cock twitching inside you, and it makes you shift around, trying to see if you can get used to the feeling. Suddenly I grab your hips and lift you half off my cock. I lift my cock up hard, our skin slapping together as I slam my cock into you over and over, making you moan louder each time until you are almost screaming by the time I let you go.

You fall into my lap, my cock sliding quickly into you easily, your pussy so wet after so much pleasure and cum. After catching your breath, you begin sliding up and down on my cock. I grab your hips and help you stay steady, and you use your hands to rub your clit and breasts. Your pace goes from slow to quick over the span of many thrusts, your pussy getting wetter as your sounds become more furtive, hungrier.

You hear me moan your name in ecstatic pleasure and I tell you I am cumming as the first stream of cum shoots deep into you. You slide yourself even faster up and down on my cock, milking escort bayan fatih my cock for every drop of cum you can. You keep pumping up and down on my cock until I grab your waist and push you down hard on my cock then hold you down so you can’t move up and down anymore. My cock begins to calm, still hard even after cumming, but when you begin to massage it with your muscles, I lift you off roughly.

I set you down, your pussy so wet that our mixed cum is running down your leg. I kiss you deeply, and ask you to wait here. You sit down and begin scooping the cum off your legs, and begin to finger yourself, intending to finish the job I started. You position yourself in the corner on the warm benches, and rub your clit while sliding three fingers into your pussy, mimicking my cock. The door is still open to prevent stifling heat, so you don’t notice my return.

I lean against the door frame and watch you, seeing you please yourself so I can please you better. I stifle a chuckle as you pinch and massage your clit, watching with rapt attention as you slide your fingers in and out of you fast and hard, your fingers spreading apart to spread your pussy even wider. As I sense you are getting close to your orgasm, I walk toward you, laying out the several towels on the warm stone making an almost comfortable layer of padding.

I stand in front of you silently, stroking my cock as I watch your fingers pump in and out of your tight, wet pussy. It isn’t until I let loose a little pre cum that you look up at me, looking hungrily at my cock as I stroke it to keep it hard. You reach out, but I move away, walking over to the towels on the floor, laying down on my side, and looking at you with an invitation in my eyes.

“Join me or shall we both bring ourselves on our own?” I ask, while I begin to stroke my cock as I watch you carefully. You begin to slide the fingers still inside of you in and out again in rhythm with my stroking, and I can see in your eyes that you are imagining it is my cock sliding in and out of your pussy. I slowly increase the speed of my stroking, and your fingers mover faster inside you, making you moan but not allowing your eyes to leave my cock.

“Are you sure you want to stay over there beautiful?” I ask with a smile, my hand dropping away from my cock. You shake your head slowly, but your fingers keep pumping into your pussy. You let out a sharp moan, almost looking away from my cock, and I feel a bit of pre cum dribble down the underside of my cock. I rub it over the head of my cock, making the head of my cock glisten, and you lick your lips. I lie on my back, resting my head on a balled up bunch of towels, and look you in the eye.

“If you want it so much, lover, come and have it” I whisper just loud enough for you to hear, making you shake in pleasure. After a few more seconds you pull your fingers out slowly and try to stand up. You stumble a bit, your legs weak from all the stimulation, but you gain your balance and walk over to me. Halfway there you stumble again, only the edge of the bench keeping you from falling hard to the floor.

You decide to give up walking, get down on your knees, and crawl the rest of the way towards me. I escort bayan etiler see your amazing breasts handing deliciously, begging for my mouth. I can see your pussy; still dripping it is so wet, begging to have my cock buried inside it. As you get closer my cock twitches in excitement. As you reach the edge of the towel, I stretch my legs out, letting my feet stretch under you. With a look like a predatory cat after its prey, you begin crawling up my body.

When you reach my cock, you draw your tongue almost cat like up the underside of my cock, then suck the head of my cock into your mouth, suckling at it like it was your lifeblood. You moan as the toes of my feet stroke your pussy roughly, and you meet my eyes. I smile lustily at you, and you crawl on, the head of my cock brushing between your breasts, drags along your stomach, and then with an audible noise slaps against your pussy. Not even waiting for foreplay, you kiss me and lean back, my cock sliding easily into you.

You rest back on your heels, my cock buried all the way inside your pussy. You reach out your hands, and I take them. You then use the balance it gives you to slide up and down my cock. You quickly pick up the pace, wanting to feel me cumming inside you again. I let go of one hand and reach down to rub and massage your clit while you ride me harder and harder. After a couple of minutes your body shows your approaching orgasm.

I reach forward, letting go of your hand, taking my hand from your clit, and I grab your ass and roughly begin hammering my cock hard into you. Within a few seconds you are cursing and moaning so loudly it’s almost a squeal. After less than a minute your body begins shaking and your next orgasm starts flooding over you. You almost slam your pussy down on my cock over and over, partly to get me to cum, partly to just feel yourself as full as can be.

You start asking me to cum, talking the dirtiest words to get me to let myself go. I just smile and lean back, causing my cock to stand up even more, and filling you up even more. You ride me harder and faster, allowing the pleasure to build in your pussy again. You lean forward, your palms resting on my chest while your nails dig in as your pleasure increases. I moan a little to help you along, and you dig your nails in harder, trying to somehow trigger my own orgasm.

As you feel another orgasm building in your body, starting at a tingling deep in your pussy and moving outward, you begin to push harder with each thrust onto my cock. I feel your pussy tighten on my cock, and I grin, grabbing your ass again. You moan, knowing what will happen as I begin to slam my cock hard into your pussy, the angle teasing your clit as well. “Fuck Yes!” you scream as you let go, your orgasm gripping your body as you push yourself harder onto my cock than I was before.

You keep up the rapid pace for awhile, your orgasm pulsing through your body, and the entire time my cock shows no signs of cumming. As your orgasm subsides, you slow down until you stop, settling on my cock. Your pussy is so wet I can feel cum dribbling down my cock and balls. I feel you squeeze me a couple of times, then begin to slowly slide up my cock while moving onto your knees again until I slip out, still hard.

I let my head rest back, catching my breath, but after a few seconds I notice you aren’t laying beside me. I look up at you and notice the hunger is still in your eyes, now fuelled by frustration and orgasm. I swallow with difficulty at the sheer desire and need in your eyes as you begin to move closer.

Jenna glanced at her watch. It was almost 11:30pm and Troy still hadn’t come home yet. It was Saturday night and Jenna had been hoping to be done babysitting her neighbour’s three year old son by now. She impatiently paced around the living room, texting her friends and letting them know she would be late. She walked outside onto the front porch, into the cool Miami air with the August breeze blowing through her hair. Jenna was a college junior about to enter her senior year and during the summer breaks, she lived with her parents at home to save money and spend time with them since she went to school on the west coast.

Troy had moved into the house next door a few years ago with his now ex-wife and son. He was only 31 but seemed to be getting along okay. The divorce was drawn out and long but in the end, he won custody and got to keep the house. Troy was always nice to Jenna as she grew up from a teenager into a young woman and she always had a slight crush on him. He stood six feet tall, worked out almost every day, and was unbelievable charming. He was a devoted husband and father but got married too young to his high school sweetheart. Now that a year had passed since his divorce was finalized, he decided to finally get back out there and start dating again.

Troy had met a woman at the coffee shop in the lobby of his office building and they were out on a date tonight. Jenna had seen Troy off and spent the evening watching his son, Tyler, and watching television. Two unanswered texts and one unanswered call later, Jenna started to get worried. She was sitting on the couch contemplating whether or not she should call Troy again when she heard him pull up in the driveway and hurry up the front steps into the house.

“I’m SO sorry! You will NOT believe what happened,” Troy walked in directly to the fridge and grabbed a beer. Twisting it open, he dropped his jacket on the couch and sat down beside Jenna.

“Troy, you’re over an hour late and you weren’t picking up! What the fuck?”

“Jenna. My date. Holy shit. We were at dinner and having a nice time.. she’s talking about work and her friends and travel..”

“Get to the point.” Jenna was trying to hurry this story along. She wanted to head out immediately and meet up with her friends before last call at the bar. It was one of the last nights all of her high school group of friends would be together before everyone started heading back to school all over the country.

“Okay, okay. Yeah. So her ex shows up and then I realize that hey, she’s not single, he’s not her ex, he’s her FIANCE. So he tried to kick my ass, we were removed from the restaurant, he drove off and she followed me. Tried to persuade me that it wasn’t what it looked like… all of the classic lines.”

Jenna started laughing. “That’s hilarious. Shit. Did you get hurt?”

Troy polished off his beer and got another one from the fridge. He leaned against the door as he took a sip. “No, but he got a pretty good punch into my ribs. Just a bit sore though.”

“Ok well I’m glad you’re okay but I need to go. My friends are waiting for me so that’ll be $50 for tonight. BUT you owe me though, for staying so late.” Jenna picked up her cell phone and walked towards the door where Troy was standing. He pulled out his wallet and handed her a $50 and waited to see her reaction. Jenna looked at him and teasingly coughed taksim bayan escort as if to shake him down for some extra cash.

Troy set his beer down on the table and took a step closer to Jenna. He leaned his face closer to hers and put his lips up to her ear and whispered, “You didn’t say how you want me to owe you.”

Jenna was caught off guard. Was Troy coming onto her? He only had one beer so she couldn’t pretend to blame it on alcohol. Suddenly she didn’t care about her waiting friends because she was distracted by the sudden twitch of her pussy and became aware that she was feeling a little damp.

“What did you have in mind?” Jenna couldn’t believe that she uttered those words in response. She felt Troy’s hands cup her firm round ass through her sweatpants as he pulled her closer to him, pushing her pelvis against his. Troy hadn’t moved his head from beside Jenna’s as they started to slowly grind against the other. Jenna could feel a bulge in his jeans forming as Troy continued to squeeze her ass in his hands. They began to breathe heavier and the sound of each other panting in the other’s ear turned them both on even more.

Troy pulled back so that he was looking into the eyes of his sexy 22 year old next door neighbour. After he had gotten divorced, Troy didn’t have a shortage of dates but he was preoccupied with work and spent a lot of time playing sports. He had been hoping to break a six month dry spell tonight when he went out but clearly it didn’t pan out. Troy felt a pang of guilt that he was corrupting Jenna but she seemed to be game for it. Because he had seen no action in the last six months, he had a massive amount of sexual tension built up in his body that no amount of basketball or hockey or volleyball would help relieve. Over the years, he had watched Jenna grow up and he couldn’t deny that there were more than a few masturbation sessions where he had fantasized about her perfect ass that defied gravity, wondering what it’d be like to stick his thick rod into her tight pussy.

Tonight, Troy decided he was just going to go for it. He had spent too long being a good guy and he couldn’t deny temptation any longer. He leaned in without saying anything and kissed Jenna’s soft lips. Jenna wrapped her arms around his neck as she started to kiss him back and pushed her tongue into his mouth, flicking his tongue and massaging it with hers. Troy continued to grind his crotch against hers when suddenly he pulled away and looked at her, both of them panting slightly. She stared into his crystal blue eyes and he stared into her warm green eyes.

“Bedroom.” Troy whispered. It wasn’t a question but Jenna had no intention of saying no. Her pussy had completely soaked her thong and she was afraid that she was going to soak through her sweatpants. Even in her sweats, Troy found her sexy as ever and loved that he was about to hook up with the girl next door.

Jenna followed Troy to his bedroom where they resumed kissing as they fell onto his bed. Troy finally pulled his hands away from Jenna’s ass and moved them onto her tits, groping and massaging as she moaned into his mouth. It didn’t take long before he reached under her shirt and took it off, quickly followed by her bra. He started to play with her hard dark brown nipples and tugged on them without breaking their kiss. Wanting to return the favour, topkapı bayan escort Jenna ran her hands down Troy’s chest and stomach until she reached his crotch. She rubbed her hand along the large bulge that had formed and it was Troy’s turn to moan into her mouth. Jenna started to undo the button to Troy’s jeans but he pushed her hands away making her whimper in protest.

He replaced his fingers with his mouth on her right nipple and slid his hands down right past the waistband of her sweatpants. Heat radiated from her crotch as Troy’s fingers made contact with her wet thong and Jenna gasped. He stopped sucking on her nipple and brought his lips back to hers. They resumed their embrace as Troy’s fingers explored Jenna’s wet area but he was careful to avoid her clit or part her lips to reveal her hole. His fingertips were soaked in her juices and after a few minutes of teasing and Jenna attempting to grind herself against his hand, he gently spread her lips apart and ran his finger up the length of her slit. Wetness was leaking out of Jenna and Troy used some of it to lubricate her clit. He gently began to move his fingers in circles around her sensitive nub as Jenna began to moan. Right before Jenna’s body was about to climax, he stopped and in one swift movement, pulled her sweatpants and thong off. Troy pushed her legs apart and Jenna held her ankles up in the air, exposing her perfectly pink hole and showing Troy how turned on she was.

Troy leaned over and put his face up to examine her glistening pussy. Her hole was still leaking and Troy stuck his tongue out and gently licked up some of the wetness. He trailed his tongue up to her clit and began to gently suck on it, causing Jenna to moan louder. He continued to suck and began to flick her clit with his tongue. Troy brought his right hand up to his face and started to play with her hole with his index and middle finger. He was working magic on her sensitive spot and sent Jenna to the next level of pleasure when he started to pump his fingers in and out of her hole. The wet sound of his fingers penetrating her warm box turned him on and he felt his cock strain against his jeans, begging to be let out, but not before he brought Jenna to orgasm first.

“Shit, I’m going to cum! Troy! Fuck!” Jenna started bucking her hips and grinding her pussy against his face. She hit her orgasm and covered Troy’s mouth and chin with her sweet nectar that was pouring out of her. Troy lapped up as much as he could into her mouth, swallowing all of her hot juices. He sat up with a grin on his cum covered face. He pulled his shirt over his head and started to undo his pants. He stripped down and when he pulled off his underwear, he revealed his raging nine inch hard on. Pre-cum was covering his shiny mushroom tip and Troy used his thumb to move it around his cock head.

Jenna still had her legs spread apart and she felt her pussy twitch a few times as she stared at Troy’s manhood. His cock was sticking straight up and his big balls were twitching in anticipation. She reached down and started to finger herself. Following her cue, Troy started to jerk himself off using his pre-cum as lube. The wet smacking sounds of both of them masturbating filled the room and soon, Jenna was ramming her fingers into her pussy and rubbing her clit furiously while Troy pumped his meat stick with escort bayan şirinevler both hands pushing more pre-cum out with each stroke. Jenna’s second orgasm hit her and her body went stiff for a second before going limp. More nectar dripped out of her hole as her pussy walls convulsed, taking her to another orgasm.

Troy was so turned on that he felt his balls were going to explode at any second. He watched Jenna cum and as she was coming down, he moved closer and helped her rub out another orgasm with the tip of his dick on her clit. The mixture of his pre-cum and her juices made her whole slit slippery and Troy started to rub the length of his shaft along her soaked crotch.

“Will you fuck me already?” Jenna panted as she spread her legs even more. Troy winked at her and reached down and started to expertly finger her pussy, using his fingers to go in and out of her tight and wet hole. He could feel her pussy walls spasming again and as she was about to hit climax, he withdrew his fingers and slammed his whole shaft into her pussy and began to immediately drill his thick cock in and out of her. Jenna screamed out Troy’s name as he humped her, his balls slapping her ass as he continued to plow her.

“Harder… fuck me harder…” Jenna begged and moaned. Troy flipped her over with his dick still inside of her and started to fuck her from behind. He grabbed her hair and pulled on it as he continued to piston in and out of Jenna’s sopping wetness.

“I haven’t had sex in six months,” Troy grunted, “I’m going to cum soon.”

Jenna moaned as Troy fucked her with his engorged man meat. His balls were tightening with each thrust and he knew he couldn’t last much longer. Jenna pushed him onto his back without breaking their rhythm and started to bounce up and down his hard tool. Her slit was oozing with wetness mixing with his pre-cum inside of her hot love tunnel.

“I’m going to shoot! FUCK!” Troy’s balls seized up and he started to cum inside of Jenna. She pulled his cock out and jerked him off, her hand moving in a blur, as she coaxed more creamy white cum ropes out of him. Troy was grunting and moaning with his eyes closed but Jenna didn’t want to stop as she stuffed his jizz covered cock back into her and used her pussy walls to continue to massage his throbbing member. She started riding his dick again which was still hard as a steel rod. Troy knew his second orgasm wasn’t far behind as he fucked his last load out of Jenna.

Troy shifted so that they were both leaning back and thrusting their crotches together. He watched his penis disappear in and out of Jenna and spunk drip out of her.

“Come on Troy. Fuck my cunt. You know you love it. Give it to me!” Jenna encouraged Troy as he picked up pace and started to move his hips faster and faster, pounding his twitching cock into Jenna’s fuck hole towards another orgasm.

“Shit! I’m going to blow!” Somehow, Troy managed to fuck Jenna even faster and his balls slapped her ass loudly as he approached his final act of the night. His large balls tightened and Troy unloaded eight streams of thick, creamy white cum into Jenna, coating her spasming pussy walls. He slowly withdrew his cock and a large amount of cum dripped out of Jenna’s drenched pussy. The two of them lay on the bed panting for a few minutes before Jenna got up and went to the bathroom to clean herself up. When she came out, Troy had put on shorts and he walked her to the front door.

“Thanks for babysitting. And sorry again for being late.” Troy grinned at Jenna.

“You can be late anytime so long as you know you owe me.” With that, Jenna winked and left Troy’s house. She couldn’t wait for the next time he needed a babysitter.

She got in the car with a tight, white tank, a hot, little skirt and red Chuck Taylors. Trying not to be obvious, (but I couldn’t help myself) I lingered over her cleavage and highly visible nipples. Wearing a super thin bra, she acted like she didn’t notice, but I’m sure she did…I think that was probably her intention.

We were headed out to a prairie that was being expanded with some new restoration work. I was glad they had trails designed for access, because neither of was really dressed to push through thick grass…I was wearing shorts and flip flops and she had that tiny little skirt.

I was shooting some of the late-blooming forbes, and numerous poses that featured Tina. She looked sexy as hell and I had to reposition myself several times…botany can be terribly arousing. After about an hour, we were standing in the tall swaying grasses, under a big sky and making out. She reached down to stroke the growing shaft, and flashed a sexy smile, “Let’s do it here!”

She unbuckled the belt, and I pushed my shorts and underwear down. With everything bunched around my ankles, my dick stood hard and upright in the autumn sun. Emerging from thick, bushy pubes and arching proudly over my belly, it pointed up to the warm blue sky.

There was no way she could resist eight inches of warm flesh and started stroking. Her amazing gray eyes twinkled in the sun and she could only smile, while I awkwardly kicked my clothes and flip flops aside and pressed my body into hers.

She looked at me with those beautiful eyes and sensuously slid her tongue over her lips, slowly dropping to her knees. She worked the area just under the head, flicking back and forth over the ridge. At the same time, she reached up to run her fingers through the pubes, and up over my abs.

With a huge grin, she slipped off the tank top; looking happy, totally content, she took hold of it and wrapped tight her lips around the head. I watched her suckle my cock in the dappled shade of a big lonesome bur oak; the warm sunlight skirted the edge of its canopy and animated the subtle movement of her breasts.

Still dating, but definitely serious, we’d been together for more than a year…and this moment was exactly why. She was sexy as hell, with her lips, tongue, mouth and hands all working together. Mmmm…with the right person on their knees, multi-tasking certainly becomes sexual prowess.

Her hands moved over my cock, spreading spit up and down the shaft. Fighting back what little gag reflex she had, I felt her throat expanding to take the head. When I put my hands on her shoulders, she wanted me to take control and guided my hand to the back of her head. I held her steady, using both hands, and started thrusting gently, into her throat.

She gagged once and I immediately pulled out. Looking down, I caressed her cheeks and asked, “You okay?”

“Yeah, it’s good, keep going,” she smiled.

I tightened the grip on her head and began pumping gently through her lips…and into her throat. At first, I thought she was trying to get me off…service my cock quick…you know? But I soon realized, she was just getting started and leaned back. She was getting me ready for more…much more and pulled down her panties. Tracing her fingers through her pussy and then circling her clit, she pushed inside and pumped her fingers deep. Grinning, she placed them both on my lips to savor the arousal.

I watched her pump a few more times, but this time she sampled her own pleasure and moaned. I pulled her close, to share the juices, before tossing her panties into the grass.

I got between her legs and started licking her pussy, teasing her clit, and gently pumping my fingers into the warming embrace. The musky scent of sweet arousal demanded that I push my tongue deep and start fucking.

She begged as I soaked up the wetness, “Oh Rob…Rob…god damn…don’t stop…don’t stop that!”

Clearly that wasn’t happening, and I quickly mumbled, “Mmmm…you…you taste amazing…tastes like you need my tongue…but you’re going to need a cock…soon!”

“Mmmm…I know I will…ahhhh…ahhhh…I can’t wait…can’t wait for that!” Wanting me deeper, she started rolling her hips, to ride my tongue. She moaned, “Ahhhh Rob…Rob…that…that’s good…yeah…yeah…yeah, so good!”

Still grinding my tongue, she continued moaning as I went deep, savoring every drop of her rich musk.

To keep her bud in the mix, I fought her hips to pull back to where I could reach it. When I was able to suck and flick it with my tongue, she almost screamed. She gripped my head tight till the pleasure overwhelmed her; I felt her shuddering on my lips, and soft screams echoed the ecstasy flowing through escort etiler her body. When it passed, she gently worked her hips, while I traced her pussy and the tiny slit with my tongue.

I moved up to work her nipples, encircling each tiny erection with my lips. She held me and pulled me in tight, pushing it deeper between my lips…she fucked my mouth with her nipples. Our lips met several times, and I licked her all over, going back and forth between her tits, sucking, teasing and nibbling.

I felt her moans with my lips, but I knew what she really wanted and grinned, “Sweetie, let’s go over to those trees.”

We moved down a gentle slope into the dappled shade of some willow and poplar. With the leaves already turning gold, the warm sun that afternoon seemed to electrify them. A warm autumn is hard to beat when the sky is intense blue and bright, and the leaves are turning…you know?

“This’s perfect; we can even hear the creek…Rob you know how to pick’m.”

Our lips met and then I smiled, “Well, I picked you too, sweetie.”

She softly said, “I want you to fuck me, right now!”

We pushed the grass down to form a cozy layer and I grinned, “I know you love doggystyle…bend over on your hands and knees for me.”

I settled in behind her and rubbed spit over the head. She was moist, and I worked it up and down through her lips, and then over her clit.

By the time I added more spit, she was begging me to put it inside. “Mmmm, give me that dick…yeah…yeah…I can handle it…I can handle it without lube…put it in…put it in and fuck me!” She groaned as she felt it split her open and push inside; gently and gradually, I got a little deeper, but it wasn’t easy going. We needed more than spit…or lube.

She looked back, “Let’s try something different…I guess I was wrong. Doggy isn’t going to work without the lube.”

She rolled over to lay on her back, drawing her legs way back to spread them wide. Then, using both hands, she spread her pussy lips to form a small gap. Considering how tight she is, that tiny gap looked huge…like a grand entrance!

Nestled in the grass, my sexy, little mother nature grinned, “Now, try that!”

I added more spit and pushed back inside; she was still tight, but not as bad. We made it work without lube, but I had to go easy, slowly taking it deeper and deeper.

When I felt her pubes against mine, we were nestled tight together, and she started moving with my thrusts to push it deep. Long…deep…satisfying strokes…pumping into her pussy, I watched my cock push and tug the lips. Stretched tight around the shaft, I couldn’t help but drag them in and out with each thrust.

I remember hoping she wasn’t going to be too sore, but then she put me at ease, “Mmmm…Rob…fuck Rob…that’s it…ahhhh…ahhhh…fuck me…fuck me just like that…mmmm…fuck!”

Twisting and rocking to savor the stretching fullness I could deliver, her gaze met mine and she squeezed my cock in long, lingering pulses, “Oh…oh god, sweetie…ahhhh…ahhhh…you’re so fucking hot…oh god…oh god, fuck me…fuck me…yeah, fuck me!”

Her eyes opened so wide, I almost got lost in the striking blue gray, I grabbed her hips and pumped her pussy, driving my cock deep into her belly. After eating her pussy, I needed some relief too…I need to cum.

She responded by thrusting up to me and wrapping her legs tight, urging me to go hard and deep. “Do it on me baby…you’re about to cum…do it on me…cover my tits! Cover my tits…mmmm…cover’m with all that hot cum!”

My body shuddered and every muscle tensed as I pulled out. Aching and throbbing for relief, I wildly jacked the shaft, barely touching the head; I knew I’d explode before even getting there. Straddling her, I got myself positioned perfectly, just shy of my target…or targets. I leered at the sizable, pale-skinned orbs. Crowned with the tastiest, deeply colored nips, I thought they’d be even better covered with cum.

Finally, it was time, and I savored the moment I could let go. I pumped my fist over the head; swollen, thick and throbbing, it sent pleasure surging through my body. I screamed and spilled my load over her tits, “Fuckkkk…fuck Tina…Ttttiiiinnnnaaaaaa!”

Like pollen on the wind, I sprayed wildly, scattering fertile seed over her tits. After finishing, a lone strand hung from the tip and I laid it gently over a breast and teased a nipple. For a few of minutes we were silent, but Tina kept the sexy grin while she caressed her tits, coating them with release.

I raised up on my knees and just gazed…gazed at her cum spattered breasts. They were istanbul bayan escort magnificent to start, but now they were vibrant with the dappled sun and glistening cum. Letting go of my sated dick, I reached out, to circle…and tweak her nips, “You like that, baby girl? Like all that cum?”

“Yeah…yeah, I love all the cum…but I’m not done with you!” She still had the sexy Tina grin and rolled forward, pushing me back to lay in the grass, where she was on top.

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She straddled me and our eyes met; she was hungry, lusting for more. I pulled her pussy to my lips; it was gapped and welcoming, and I penetrated her with my tongue.

She sensuously caressed her tits, and fucked herself, moaning as her hips met each thrust of my tongue. I cupped her ass and pushed her pussy tight against my face, probing deep for arousal…savoring the warmth…and savoring the taste.

With her euphoric musk almost dripping from my lips, I licked up over her clit, lightly circling and flicking; the tiny bud was firm, but super sensitive. “Oh fuck…fuck…fuck Rob…ahhhh…ahhhh…ahhhh…oh god…Rob…Rob…so ready…so ready…ready to cum…yeah…yeah…keep…keep it up!”

Of course, I kept going…sucking…teasing…and finally rubbing it with my fingers. The ecstasy only grew, starting deep and growing to overwhelm her body, till she was ready to explode.

Now, with all the focus on her clit, it took only minutes and she was thrusting into me and writhing. Her thighs tightened around me and she screamed, “Fuckkkk! Robbbbbb!

When she stopped shuddering, her body relaxed and she rested above me on her hands; I was able to breath deep, inhaling the precious aroma, covering my face.

Licking over my chin, I grinned, “Baby girl, you like that? Fuck, I know I did!”

Without hesitation, she giggled, “Mmmm, couldn’t get better…I loved it!”

With our clothes in a pile, we sat mostly naked, talking and laughing, before we realized that maybe we should get dressed. We quickly got our clothes on, but I did get a few photos of Tina, with her smile and tits, peeking around a big poplar. I even managed some photos of goldenrod and asters, that didn’t feature her, in panties. We explored the prairie for maybe another half hour, before pulling out the lunch we packed. Basking in the warm sun, we sat in back and rambled on about doing some camping next summer…maybe the Rockies.

Once we got back home, I parked in the drive and opened a couple beers, from the cooler. We wanted to squeeze out the last of what turned out to be a perfect autumn day. I opened the back to sit in the sun, and playfully swatted her ass, as she hopped up next to me.

She had a sexy, do-it-again squeal, but I clinked her bottle and grinned, “Well here’s to not getting caught, screwing in the prairie.”

She laughed, “Yes, that’s a good thing,” and clinked again. “I was a little preoccupied, but I tried to listen for cars.” “Though, down in that valley,” she giggled, “we would’ve been screwed.”

“I think we got lucky because it’s a weekday.”

She grinned, “I think we got lucky in other ways, too…real lucky!”

I smiled, “We’ll have to remember that Wednesday is the time for sex in the prairie.” Both raising our bottles into the autumn sun, I said, “And, I think we both enjoyed getting lucky!”

We talked a bit more and her sexy smile seemed to change, like she was pondering something. She looked around some and then said, “Maybe we’re not done getting lucky?” As she got the words out, she flipped up her skirt, and poured beer over her panties, “Oops, look I spilled…how clumsy! I’ll just have to slip these off.”

I laughed, “What was that about? You need more?”

“Maybe a little more…but I’m mostly worried about you.”

“Why,” I asked?

“You ate me out twice, back there…and I don’t want you to get blue balls…are you still hard?”

Staring at bare pussy, I forced myself to look up, “No, I’m not still hard…and sweetie, I don’t have blue balls.”

She poured a little more over herself; letting it bubble down through the little slit, she pushed a little inside.

At that point, I looked all around to insure we had privacy and laughed, “You are fucking crazy…and I love it! That’s too much to pass up…fuck, it’s even pilsner-flavored!” I leaned down and worked my tongue over her labia…tracing it and pushing inside.

“Sweetie, I know I’ve got lotion in my purse…maybe you need to drain those non-blue balls?”

I looked up and decided to tease her, “Yeah, I think we’ll need that lotion, but I’m worried about getting escort ortaköy it up, you know? Will you spread it on for me and get it hard?”

With some skepticism, she looked at me, “Are you sure? You never have a problem, but yes, I’ll spread it on…let me get it.”

I was unbuckling my shorts, when she came around the corner. When I shucked the underwear down, it jumped out, and stood straight. “See, I told you I might need some help,” laughing!

“Yeah, you don’t need any help, but I definitely don’t mind.” Stroking lube over the shaft, she added a little more to the head and smiled, “Look at those nice pink balls…no blue at all!”

I sat her up in the back with her legs spread, wide. My gaze slowly slid down over her body…she looked amazing, wearing only a tank top and ready to be taken. We held each other and I plunged my tongue into her mouth…we made out in the waning afternoon sun and I slid my hand between her legs. Parting her lips, they were puffy and moist, with arousal…and probably pilsner.

“Sweetie, grab the blanket back there…I’ll lay it over this thing, so it won’t be digging into your back…a lot more comfortable.”

“Mmmm, such a gentleman.”

When I dropped down to bury my face, the wetness glistened, and I inhaled the sweet aroma of beer. My tongue pushed into the juicy, warmth and I thought pairing beer with pussy was brilliant. Fucking…beer-tasting excellence!

I licked up the insides of her swollen labia…up, over to tease her clit and back down. She moaned when she felt her lips stretching to welcome my fingers, “Oh Honey…mmmm, that feels amazing! Yeah…yeah…fuuuuccckkk that’s good…mmmm!”

She was warm, wet and tight; I couldn’t wait to take hold of my hard cock and shove it into her moist embrace. I rubbed the g-spot and worked her clit with my tongue. She was moaning and bucking into my face, “I want you…mmmm…want your cock…in me…put it in me…fuck me, Rob!”

I looked up over her body; it echoed her words and begged for my cock. Spreading the lotion, I worked some inside and slid the shaft over the spread lips. She groaned with pleasure as I pushed inside, gradually pumping deeper and deeper, until I was deep in her cervix. “Oh God, that’s it…just like that…oh Rob, fuck me…fuck me…fuck me, deep!”

I couldn’t help but moan, when I paused, deep inside, to savor the heat; I loved feeling my dick pulse against her pussy’s grip…I still love that feeling.

Pumping, in and out, each thrust almost took her breath away, but then she went for it, and started rubbing. I pushed her legs way back and grabbed her hips; the sensation of a hard, pounding fuck, paired with masturbation, quickly took her to the brink.

I leaned forward and pleasured myself by watching my cock plow inside, “That’s it, babe…you need a cock…you need it deep…uhhhh…uhhhh…uhhhh…spread for me…yeah…yeah…yeah, spread for me!” It was only minutes (maybe ten), before my breathing got choppy and I felt release, churning in my balls.

“So close…uhhhh…uhhhh…so close, baby!”

Completely lost in the ecstasy, she moaned wildly, and her breasts danced and bobbed, barely confined in the tank top. She groaned, “Yeah…yeah, give it to me! I want it…want it all…give it to me…yeah…yeah…fuckin’ fill me up!” Her pussy throbbed around me, squeezing the pulsing veined shaft, that was aching to explode!

“Oh fuck…uhhhh…uhhhh…Tina…fuck…fuck,” I shoved deep and held it there, flooding her insides. My cock twitched with each pulse and it bathed in the heat, filling her.

“Oh my god…oh god, I feel it…I…I feel it! That’s it, fill me…that’s it, Rob…that’s it…I want it…want your cum!” She rubbed furiously, but the hot load did it. She bucked her body against mine and her pussy walls quivered. Stuffed full of cock and jizz, she moaned, “Fuck…fuck…cumming…oh god, cumming…yer cum…yer cum…oh god…cumming…cumming…cummmmmmmming!”

When we came to rest and caught our breath some, a warm, trickle seeped out and ran down my balls, “Damn! That’s good…mmmm, no blue balls here!” I grinned, “I think we need to do more pussy pilsner.”

Tina’s intelligent and always bright with ideas, she giggled, “Maybe we could try other beers and do tastings…it seems we both enjoyed it.”

I laughed, “We really need to…today’s selection was a sensuous, pale lager, with a clean, crisp, lightly-hopped, pussy taste!”

She added, “but with a lingering pleasure on your tongue…that you love to savor!” Her eyes sparkled and her fingers trailed down the long, flaccid shaft, “And, we definitely need to try some beers, poured over this guy.”

“A heavy, full-bodied stout for sure,” she giggled!

I grinned, “Mmmm, that sounds fun,” and pressed my lips to hers…I remember feeling the warmth of her body against mine…sensuous…lusty…and fiery hot! At that moment, it felt like everything in the world was in my arms. I knew she was the kind of woman I could marry.

John woke up slowly, feeling the morning dew flowing in through the open window on a gentle breeze. He woke to the almost musical sound of Mary’s laugh coming from the pool just outside his window. He casually eavesdropped on the conversation between his mother and Mary noting that it was nothing other than idle chatter, but the sound of her laughter caused his thoughts to once again drift back to the previous weekend. He would never forget the experience with Mary in the hotel room. He vowed to never stay at a different hotel chain, that particular chain would always hold special meaning.

His hand slid down to the ever present morning erection that is as regular to 20 year olds as the rising sun. He had come to a conclusion over the past week. He had a fetish and it was only confirmed after his experience with Mary. He absolutely loved the sounds, the expressions, the uncontrollable shudders of ecstasy that happen during the female orgasm. He vowed to become the master of providing orgasms to women.

As his hand slid slowly up and down his length, almost absent mindedly, he thought back to when Mary had thrown her head back and abandoned herself to the pleasure. Mary had been more expressive, more responsive than any other woman he had ever been with. She seemed confident in a way that he’d never expected from her, but still slightly insecure, still human, still warm.

His mind’s eye focused on an image of her nipple as she neared her climax, and focus was immediately lost as his thoughts turned to her spending on his hand. He couldn’t describe it as anything else. The flow of liquid that flowed from her as she came was one of his life’s most amazing experiences. One he desperately wanted to relive. One small problem… Mary was the one person that he really cared what she thought of him. He didn’t want to seem the over anxious 20 year old he didn’t want to…

The tingles now flowed from his hard cock, finally breaking through and taking over his thoughts in an instant. They flowed down his legs up into his body, his legs began to twitch as they thrust his hips, his cock thrusting into the warm cocoon his grip had become. A brief flash of backing down, of stopping now to continue his musings was rapidly overcome as his seed began to shoot in thick pearly white streams to land on his chest, his stomach, to become a flow drooling down over his hand to pool at the base of his cock, mingling with the course hair that marked his manhood. Keeping silent was always a challenge for John and he hoped his moans had been quiet enough not to be heard by the pool.

Mary, chatting with Maureen about nothing that mattered, the content of their morning chats more than most of the time, heard just a faint moan on the breeze, almost drowned out by the sounds of the birds singing in the morning dew. She loved sitting by the pool, the coolness, the dew that would become oppressive humidity by late morning, felt so good as it caressed her skin. Even the water in the pool, yet to be disturbed by the gentle breeze that flowed through her blouse, seemed so pristine, seemed to resemble the clean slate that every day begins with.

In that instant, where her mind registered what it was that she had heard, she flashed back to her experience with John. God! She’d had a good time. He was so attentive, so eager to learn, so eager to please. She wondered if it was his age, or if it was just in his nature. She could feel the breeze sliding the fabric of her blouse across her nipples and she could feel them harden, lengthen, becoming even more sensitive, heightening the sensation, the breeze becoming a sensuous caress.

“I need another cup of coffee, you want one?” Mary asked Maureen.

“Just a half a cup please.”

As Mary walked into the kitchen John came down the wide staircase and turned the corner. Mary looked at John and watched the color of his face darken just a bit, just a touch of pink flushed his cheeks and Mary couldn’t keep herself from smiling, almost imperceptibly really, just a slight turning of the corners of her mouth, but as she looked at John again, and watched the flush increase in depth she knew, that he knew…

“Hey Mary, how ya doing this morning?” his customary greeting.

“Doing great! And you John?” her grin seemed infectious as he started to smile, then to chortle. He knew he was caught and that it wasn’t bad.

Mary’s voice dropped as she realized she had to try it one more time; that until she did she would never be able to think rationally again, she had almost become obsessed about their experience, and her desire. “Doing anything tonight?” her head dropped, her eyes looking at the floor she looked up between the tresses of her hair, an intense depth to her eyes that was not lost on John.

“I was supposed to meet some of the guys, but we were just gonna hang out, nothing I can’t get out of, why?”

Mary’s voice dropped again, almost to a whisper, and simultaneously, her nipples again hardened and her cheeks flushed. “Do escort mecidiyeköy you want to meet again?” She had an instant of almost panic as John hesitated in answering, her insecurities flashing to a bright inferno of self doubt, if only for that brief instant. She never even considered the fact that perhaps he wouldn’t want to meet.

John looked Mary in the eye, his stare penetrating deeply into her soul. “I’d love too.” Simple, short, so John.

“same place? Eight o’clock?”

”I’ll be there” He sounded so aloof, almost as if it wasn’t consequential at all.

Wow!… Wow and Wow! John thought. He wanted to do cartwheels, to jump up and down, to exclaim proudly “she wants me! I’ve gotta be the luckiest guy in the world” but didn’t want to give the wrong appearances. John knew he’d have to settle in for one of the longest days he’d ever experienced, he knew that the clock would slow down and he’d spend the entire day waiting for that time to come.

A short cell phone conversation on the way there and he walked down the hallway to the room. 1001. ‘As in 1001 nights of pleasure?’ John wondered and chuckled to himself. ‘I really crack myself up sometimes’ he thought as he knocked quietly on the door, as nervous as he ever got. Mary answered the door dressed in a T shirt and jeans. John was almost shocked, thinking that she’d at least answer the door wearing something sexy, some black negligee, a black lace bra and panties, completely nude even, something… The casual manner in which she opened the door and, saying not a word, walked into the room, made John wonder if he was wrong, if he had made a mountain out of a molehill. His posture got defensive as he walked in the sitting room of the suite. Mary sat in the armchair placed at a 90 degree angle to the couch. John settled into the overstuffed couch.

“Is everything Ok? Did I do something wrong?”

“No John… I just wanted to talk a little, I just wanted to make sure you really want to be here.”

“Mary! What d’ya mean do I want to be here? Of course I want to be here!”

“No John, what I mean is if you don’t want to do this anymore, or um… meet me anymore, just tell me. Ok? I mean it won’t hurt my feelings or anything…”

“Meaning that you don’t care about this? That this means nothing to you?”

Mary could see that this wasn’t going well. She only wanted to make sure that he didn’t feel like he had to do this, she didn’t want him to feel pressured. She knew she had to act and now. She slid down off the chair onto her knees and slid across to John. She put her hands on his knees kneeling at his feet and looked him in the eye.

“John, this is the most exciting thing I’ve done in a very long time and there is absolutely no one I’d rather be here with.” Her hands slid up John’s thighs as she looked up at him and smiled. Her smile was the most erotic, sensuous filled smile John had ever seen. He never knew that a simple smile could be so… erotic, and he realized there was so much to learn about Mary, about women in general. “You just seemed, well, tentative when I asked you if you wanted to meet me, this morning.”

“I was so excited! But I was afraid… well, afraid of looking stupid. Umm…” John’s words trailing off as Mary undid his belt. “I was thinking of our last time when I woke up this morn… uh this morning.” John was finding it increasingly difficult to keep up a steady flow of conversation as Mary’s hands slid into his boxers and she began to run her fingertips lightly over the shaft of his hardening cock.

“Is that what you were thinking of when you came this morning?”

John flushed, his eyes averting from her face. “You heard me?” He knew she knew but he never imagined that she would actually mention it!

“Just barely, if I didn’t know what to listen for I wouldn’t have noticed, but, I’ve been thinking about this a lot, how much I enjoyed last time, how much I wanted to enjoy this time.”

“Oh god Mary, that feels really good, you better be careful or I’m going to, umm… I’m unh… getting close…” John’s eyes rolled back in his head.

“I want to teach you John, I want to show you what makes a woman feel good, what to watch for, to listen for, to feel. I want to teach you that to give pleasure is as pleasurable as receiving it.” Her hand still traveling the length of John she leaned her head down and he groaned as her tongue made the first contact with the crown of his cock. Her lips separated as they traveled down his length, encircling, her tongue still doing hidden pleasure dances bringing his crescendo forward in a rapid burst.

“Oh god! Mary! I’m gonna… oh! I’m gonna… can’t… can’t stop it…”

Mary looked up at John burning the vision into her memory as John’s head went back and she felt the unique taste, the sudden flushing into her mouth, onto her tongue. She watched his expression as his body tensed, becoming rigid, lifting his ass off the couch and vibrating, seemingly hesitating… bayan escort istanbul She felt the sharp spurts of John’s orgasm against her tongue, swallowing with each burst, the act of swallowing adding additional sensation to John’s orgasm so his hips once again rose uncontrollably from the couch, reaching to get deeper in her mouth.

John held back as long as he could, the sparks of pleasure from this soft wet and warm mouth that had encompassed his cock were almost more than he could take. He was afraid to actually let go in her mouth, he wanted to be polite. Almost on the verge of panic, he announced his impending crisis, but the warmth of her mouth, the wetness of her mouth, the frictionless manipulation of his cock was more than he could bear. His mind went blank as his cock reached a crescendo he had never felt before. He couldn’t quite get over the edge, and hung there somewhere slightly beyond the point of no return but not quite at a full blown orgasm.

His cock seemed to spurt in one steady flow, his body taught, the pleasure all consuming, his vision reducing slowly to blackness as he squeezed his eyes shut against the almost unbearable pleasure. When finally he released, it felt as if his entire body was coursing through his cock, to explode deep within Mary’s throat. The relief more than he ever considered could be possible. He took in a deep breath of gloriously fresh air as he realized that he’d been holding his breath and his body began to slowly settle back onto the couch, tremors of pleasure like aftershocks of the earthquake that had just claimed his body.

He looked down at Mary while she still slowly stroked the length of a cock still harder than either of them had imagined possible, traces of his spending at the corners of her mouth. John just smiled as he caught his breath.

“Feel good baby?”

“Oh my god! That was… oh fuck that was awesome!” John tried but couldn’t quite keep himself from giggling. “That was the most amazing… oh my god! But you’re still fully dressed… I mean…” and John reached down to pull Mary up by her arms, more of a gentle tugging really.

Mary kissed John gently on the cheek. “Do you want to learn John, I mean really learn what makes a woman tick?”

“Mary, if I can give you one tenth the pleasure I just felt I’d be happy, but I want to learn how to give you 100 times better.”

“We’re just getting started. Come on” and Mary grabbed John’s hand and pulled him up off the couch and into the adjoining bedroom. As they entered the room Mary turned to face John and he stepped closer to her, his hands sliding up her back his face burying itself in her hair as he nuzzled her neck. He kissed the side of her chin, her cheek, her eyelid to duplicate the process on the opposite side.

“Hmmmm you’re learning fast,” Mary said as she stood there and let him kiss what he wanted. John’s hands slid up under the fabric of her shirt, along her sides, hesitating at the base of her breasts. John could feel the weight, the slight tuck where her breasts met her stomach, he could feel the ridges of her ribs. He thought about reaching up to cup her breasts, to feel her nipples but again slid his arms around her pulling her tight against him and again was rewarded with a groan.

“I want to explore you, I want to know what makes you feel good Mary.”

John gently backed Mary up until the backs of her legs hit the bed. John kept Mary moving, holding her as she slowly lay back onto the bed. John’s hands pulled up on the hem of her shirt slowly, inexorably, exposing her flesh until the base of her breasts came into his view. He hesitated, leaned over and kissed her soft skin, his hands sliding up beneath the fabric to finally cup her breast, feeling the nipple harden beneath his hand. Mary’s impatience took hold and she reached down to pull the shirt up over her head exposing her full breasts to him.

John’s mouth slid upward, tongue tracing his path, leaving behind a cooling streak in the air conditioning behind him as he traced a path to her nipple. He took the nipple in his mouth and suckled gently while lightly flicking it with his tongue.

“You know that makes me crazy John, but if you stop I’ll kick you.”

While John continued to suckle at Mary’s breasts alternating between one and the other his hands were busy unbuttoning Mary’s pants. John concluded that the time for finesse was over for now and pulled Mary’s pants and panties off in one fell swoop leaving Mary laying on the bed naked. John stood up, pulled back a little and stood there just looking at Mary. His gaze was deep, intense almost to the point of making Mary uncomfortable.

“What are you looking at John, come here…” and she held her hands up. John smiled and pushed his pants down off his hips, and as he stepped out of them he pulled his shirt up over his head dropping it on the floor next to them as he lay down on the bed beside Mary. His hands once again slid up Mary’s torso to cup her escort beşiktaş breasts, jiggling them slightly, John smiled again as he watched her nipple once again extend, harden, darken on the pinnacle of her breast.

John ran his finger lightly around her nipple just outside of its sphere of influence, smaller circles, watching the dark pink circles crinkle, her nipples reaching their maximum hardness. He gently flicked her nipple and his smile grew as her entire body jumped. He grinned as he leaned over to once again take her nipple between his lips to tease it with his tongue tracing small circles, pressing it. Her hips began to undulate subtly, not quite a pumping but a gentle movement. John took it as a sign to move onward and began to slide down her body.

“John, slow down, not yet baby… listen to what my body tells you…”

John looked at Mary with a question on his face. “But I thought, well, you were ready…”

“No baby, my body was telling you what you were doing felt good. You know, I can come just from my nipples?”

“Really?” and John got the expression of, the smile of, a small kid finding out that there is a second Christmas every year. He once again took her nipple into his mouth and again gently suckled, feeling her hips begin to move a little more, feeling the tension grow in her body, her breast grew taught and he saw out of the corner of his eye her hands grip the sheet in a clump. He listened as her breath caught, expelled in short quiet bursts as the mild orgasm flowed through her body.

As she settled down onto the bed and her hand relaxed John pulled back. “That was an orgasm? You really just came?”

“They’re not as intense that way, but they are pleasurable just the same.”

“But I want to make you cum as well as you made me…”

“You will, a woman’s body has to build up to it a little more slowly than a man’s John… Just keep reading what I tell you, like you have been…”

“Mary, why don’t you just tell me what to do?”

“We’ll get there John, but you have to learn to read what a woman’s body is telling you. You won’t always be with a woman who’s comfortable expressing in words what she wants… but every woman will tell you with her body.”

“You women sure are complex…”

Mary’s laugh caught in her throat as John’s hand slid down her belly to trace a tingling path down over her pubis, his fingers lightly tracing her lips. “You’ve got such a nice touch John…” Mary said as his fingers continued to coax her wetness from her depths. A slightly increased pressure separated her lips to release her moisture, his finger tracing a path from just below her clit to just above her hole.

“Ohh John…” a quiet sigh, John’s finger crossed over her clit. “John! Gentle, build me up slowly, too sensitive…” Mary said as her body pulled up from the bed.

John laughed quietly. “I figured that out all by myself Mary…”

Mary took his fingers under hers and showed John how to apply just the right pressure on her clit, through the clitoral hood. She showed him how to lessen the sensation enough, using the clitoral hood as a muffle, how to trace the small circles that felt so good, how to gently flick her clit back and forth beneath his fingers, from side to side.

John knew he was having success as Mary spread her legs wider, as wide as they would go, giving him unlimited access to her pleasure center. He pressed slightly harder, the speed of his circles increasing as her expression tensed. Her muscles all beginning to twitch as her crescendo approached and John watched Mary’s face, the expression one of almost pain, as she neared the edge. Mary threw her head back raising her body off the bed and once again her hand clenched the sheet, this time pulling against it, pulling the sheet up, pulling it off the mattress, the muscles of her arm clearly defined, the tendons of her hands taught, knuckles turning white. Mary had thrown both arms wide, both legs spread wide, both hands grasping at the sheet, and her body convulsed, pulling her head up off the pillow, once, then again, and again as the pulses of sensation raced through Mary’s body.

The sounds that erupted from Mary’s body were the most amazing sounds he’d ever heard. She started off with a low rumble in her chest, almost a purring, which rose in both volume and tone to almost a wail. When her body began to convulse her breath burst from her in time with each convulsion. John had heard some awesome things in his relatively short life, seen some really wild things as well, but never had he seen and heard anything even remotely as intense as what he’d just witnessed.

“Oh god John… That felt so good baby… so fucking good… ohh….”

John chuckled and said “Mary, could you call me darling, or lover or anything other than baby?”

Mary laughed out loud. “John! Of course honey, lover, I’m so sorry…” but it was said with such an amused tone of voice. “Ok John are you ready for the next level?”

“Absolutely!” and John began to slide up over her body.

“No John… Patience. I want you to feel inside of me. I want you to find the spot that really makes me feel good, the one your cock drags against each time you’ll thrust into me. If you know where it is it’ll make it easier for you to know how to adjust your thrusts to maximize pleasure for both you and the girl.

“Holy shit.” Mick thought to himself as he stared at Lorna French’s living room, stacked high with moving boxes.

“How the hell did I get roped into this.”

He knew very well how. Since the first day Lorna had moved in next door, he had been attracted to her. Often he had watched her in the back garden, dressed in those short shorts and bikini top. Her petite frame with her full weighty breasts and gorgeous thighs. Her short hair and that engaging smile. So many times he had wished he had the nerve to ask her out but instead had satisfied his longing for her alone in his bed, his hand wrapped around his aching cock, imagining them in the most intimate throws

Unknown to him, the attraction was not all one sided. Lorna had often spied him watching her and when he spoke, her heart would race for a second in the hope he would ask her out, only to be let down each time by his inept fumbling. It hadn’t been easy, her alone with two teenage children and a brand new bed that hadn’t been ‘christened’.

“I’m so sorry for dragging you into this.” said Lorna, standing hands escort bağcılar on hips, surveying the chaos in front of them. “The friends I had arranged had a last minute emergency.”

“That’s OK.” he replied smiling, grateful for a chance just to be close to her. “These things happen. I have the ute and trailer outside. Let’s get cracking.”

“I don’t know how to thank you” she said walking up to him to kiss him. Mick offered his cheek as a friend would do, but Lorna reached up and turned his face to hers and kissed him square on the mouth. As their lips touched, it seemed all their pent up feelings for each other turned suddenly into the intense passion. Her arms curled around his neck as his slid around her waist. They pressed together, urgency in their embrace, his hands sliding all over her as he crushed his crotch to hers.

Breaking of his kiss, his mouth traveled over her face, to her ear, kissing down her neck. His hand slid up inside her shorts, rubbing her through her damp panties. Lorna pushed forward istanbul eskort against him, forcing herself against his fingers as they explored her wet throbbing slit through the wet material of her panties. She crushed her mouth to his as his fingers slid inside them and started to massage her swollen clit.

Trembling, and fumbling with her shorts, she pulled them down as he pulled up her top and he kissed down her stomach. Grabbing her panties at the front, he pulled them down and kissed down over her mound. Hungrily, he lapped at her, intoxicated by her smell and her silky wetness. Desperately, he licked at her, wanting her to cum, Her excitement was his. Every moan she let out made his cock want to cum. As soon as his tongue touched her she was bucking, thrusting her hips up to him, her throbbing clit aching to cum

“Yes, fuck me, fuck me.” she moaned, thrusting her aching pussy hard against his mouth,

All those nights alone, thinking of her, stroking his cock, imagining being inside her. Now he was licking her pussy, the scent intoxicating, escort güngören his cock dripping with precum. Driving three fingers inside her and sucking on her clit she came, her stomach in convulsions as her hips bucked against his fingers.

Breathing heavily, his cock rigid and bent upwards, he carried her to a packing crate. Her legs open wide, wanting that hard shaft inside her. He pressed the swollen hard head between her lips and she groaned with pleasure. She only has seconds to savor the feeling before, he thrust himself deep and hard inside her.

“Oh yes, oh fuck.” she cried out as his hard cock filled her.

Incensed with the feel of her cunt, he rammed himself inside her, not stopping. Thrust after hard thrust, deep inside her, listening to her moan as he pushed every inch of himself as hard as he could into her wet slit. Grabbing her tits, he fucked her like a man possessed, slamming himself between her legs til his straining cock came, filling her with spurts of thick warm cum, which leaked so nicely out of her shaved glistening pussy. “That is so fucking nice” he thought to himself as he watched his cum run from between her puffy wet lips down the crack of her bottom.

Pulling up her panties and shorts over her cum soaked pussy, Lorna looked him in the eye.

“Will you help me put up my bed when we get there?” she asked with a wicked suggestive grin.

Scott Logan was standing in the crush of people at the bar when he felt somebody shove something into his back pocket. He turned around to see who it was, but it could have been any one of about eleven people. Just then the bartender asked him what he wanted to drink. With a cold beer in hand Logan went back to the corner table he and his friends had staked out. As he sat down he remembered to check out what had been shoved into his pocket. He reached back and pulled out a pair of panties. They were black, lacey and a bit damp. “Damn,” he thought, “where did these come from?”

“Jeez, Logan you weren’t gone that long! Where did you get those?”

“They were handing them out at the bar.”

“Fess up, which bridesmaid did you screw?”

“Bridesmaid? Hell, it was the bride!”

While his friends continued the conversation Logan scanned the crowd again. It could have been a bridesmaid. He kind of hoped it was.

The band started another set and couples filled the dance floor. The guests mingled and eventually Logan found himself at a table between two bridesmaids; Mattie and Laura. He directed his attention to Laura, but it was obvious she was interested in the guy on her other side, so he turned to Mattie. She sat patiently watching him with one eyebrow raised in question and a hint of a smile. Logan had known Mattie a couple of years, and he really liked her, but he had doubted he was her type. She was well into her drink and she was listing a bit towards him.

“Do you want to dance?”

“I was hoping I wouldn’t have to ask you!”

As he followed her to the dance floor Logan admired the way Mattie’s ass moved as she walked. She had lovely long legs too, which the short skirt on her strapless dress did nothing to hide. As he moved her across the floor, Logan was surprised at how light on her feet Mattie was-even while tipsy.

After the song, they returned to the table and began catching up. At one point Mattie leaned forward to tell Logan escort şişli a story and her dress gaped enough to give Logan an excellent view of her cleavage. When the situation in Logan’s pants became uncomfortable he suggested, “Want to go get some fresh air?”

“Mmmhmm.”

She followed him out the door and they ambled across the fairgrounds to a grassy spot on the far side of one of the buildings where they sat down. She closed her eyes and lifted her chin, letting the moonlight shine on her face and her bare shoulders. They sat close together but not quite touching. Logan could feel electricity between them. While they visited, Logan admired Mattie’s toenail polish, idly wondering if he should make a move or wait for her; she had to be feeling the electricity too. Mattie drained the rest of her drink then turned to look at him. Logan met her gaze and they looked at each other for a minute or more. It was kind of weird, more personal than he would have thought, but it was comfortable. Then she raised her eyebrow. That was all the invitation it took.

Logan leaned in to kiss her. She smelled like roses and sunshine; fresh. When their kiss broke, she leaned over and stuck her nose into his collarbone and inhaled a ragged breath. “Mmm,” she sighed, “earthy, with a hint of horse sweat underneath.”

They kissed again, this time with more urgency. He put his left arm around her and tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her close to him. He held her face gently with his right hand. Mattie removed his cowboy hat, setting it out of the way on its crown. Her hands slid down to his hips, pulling him closer to her. She shifted so she was sitting across his lap and began to unbutton his shirt, moving her kisses downward as she got each button undone. When she got to the third button she pushed him down so he was lying on his back. She straddled him and continued down his chest and stomach until she got to his pants where escort bayan istanbul she fumbled with his belt buckle and the snap on his Wranglers. Logan spent this time admiring Mattie’s cleavage as she moved down his body. She slid his jeans and boxers down his thighs and nuzzled her face next to his penis then she helped him kick out of his boots and jeans. She licked the end of his penis then drew it into her mouth swirling her tongue around the head. Her hands stroked him below while her tongue teased above.

Logan absently ran his hand up and down Mattie’s leg under her skirt while he enjoyed her attentions. She shifted and got tangled up in her skirts. “I’ve got to get out of this damn dress!”

He obliged by sliding the zipper down and watching her bare breasts fall from the strapless dress. As she wiggled out of the dress Logan was relieved to see she wasn’t wearing panties either. He had the right woman! She bent over his face and he took one of her nipples in his mouth, gently biting her. She moaned. He bit harder, she gasped. “You like that?”

“Oh, yeah,” she said.

Logan slid a hand down her side to her ass then he reached around front and plunged his fingers into her, eliciting another gasp then a moan as he pulled them forward across her G-spot and through her labia. When he found her clit he lingered and teased it with his fingers. Mattie trembled and squirmed but he still had her nipple in his mouth so she couldn’t do anything about it.

“I want to stand you on your head and eat you like a snow-cone,” Logan hissed in her ear. He rolled her onto her back. Mattie shivered as he worked his way down her body and proceeded to use his tongue and teeth to bring her to a climax. She came explosively in Logan’s mouth.

“Damn, woman!”

“Sorry, that happens when I am really turned on.”

“Don’t be sorry, that was amazing.”

“I need you inside me.” Mattie rolled Logan onto his back escort taksim again.

Mattie kissed him as she slid her body down on him, catching her breath as he entered her. They moved together in rhythm, her breasts dangling in front of his face. He reached up to capture them in his hands. With a few quick movements Mattie inhaled sharply and cried out. Logan enjoyed the sensation of her body contracting around his, and then he straightened one of her legs and rolled himself on top of her.

As she hooked her heels around his hips he slid his hands up her arms, moving them above her head. Logan held her wrists, putting his weight on them so she was effectively trapped under him. Mattie arched her back clearly enjoying the sensation of powerlessness. Logan pumped into her and she moved with him. He could feel his balls slap her ass in the night air. With a handful of powerful thrusts he climaxed too. He released her hands as he collapsed on her. She reached around and ran her fingernails gently up and down his back while he regained his breath.

Mattie curled up in Logan’s arms enjoying the afterglow. “What are you thinking?” he whispered.

“I bet I have grass stains on my ass.”

“It’s dark, nobody will notice.”

When the breeze turned cool they began collecting their things. Logan zipped Mattie into her dress then she retrieved his hat while he dressed himself.

“Your hair is completely wrecked.”

“Yours is too, Princess,” said Logan as he gently pulled some grass out of her curls.

Mattie fluffed her hair with one hand, “How do I look?”

Logan regarded her carefully, “Like someone just fucked your brains out.”

She laughed, “That’s going to be hard to disguise.”

Logan backed her up against the building and kissed her again. Mattie hooked a leg up around his hip and he ran his hand up under her skirt.

“Hey! You guys don’t have time to do that again, they’re waiting on the bridesmaid so they can finish taking pictures,” came a deep voice from the dark.

Mattie and Logan turned at the same time to look into the dark then at each other and busted out laughing.

Mattie looked great in the pictures even if her hair was a bit askew; you could almost say her skin glowed, and her smile? Completely genuine.

LL 4 – No time for chitchat

Two weeks is a long time when you’re head over heels in lust. Their last meeting had left both of them weak in the knees and wondering when the next time would happen. Life, work, plans, complications, altered plans and more made it impossible to find a time that worked with both of their hectic schedules.

The email between them had been light and flirty during that time but the frustration they both felt was beginning to show near the end of it.

“How does late this morning work,” he sent her when he got into work?

His thoughts were fully on how excited she made him even after just one encounter. It was a combination of long ago forgotten fantasies and the sexuality she had shown him that first afternoon. She was more than a great fuck he knew but damn, she was a great fuck!

She smiled when she saw his e-mail and checked quickly to see if indeed today would be the day.

“Nice,” she thought, “I’ve got two hours mid day for a change.”

“No time for chitchat, noon, same place, time to fuck,” she sent back wondering how long it would be before he replied.

She missed the glow that followed the first meeting and her thoughts went back to how hard she had cum when he was between her legs and his mouth was devouring her.

“God that man knows how to eat pussy,” she thought and stayed lost in that scene for a few minutes more.

It wasn’t long before she got his reply.

“Foreplay is overrated anyway 😉 noon it is, hope you’re ready cause I sure as hell am!” “Okay, maybe not overrated so I’m willing to skip it this time but only because you asked so nice.”

She had to hold back a laugh when she read it. The man definitely had a way with words on screen.

He left his work before she did so he arrived with enough time left to take a quick shower, light a couple of candles, turn down the bed and turn on the fan. He was hanging his towel in the bathroom when he heard the lock on the front door turn and then her heels clicking down the hallway to the bedroom.

“Nice of you to get everything ready,” she said and noticed that he had remembered about the room heating up the last time so the fan was already running.

“I thought you were in a hurry,” he replied smiling.

“Your clothes are still on and the clock is ticking my dear,” he continued.

Her response was to shed the jacket of her suit and throw it at him.

“He was right,” she thought as she watched him slide into the bed naked and looking ever so delectable.

“I would love to tease him for a while and undress slowly but it would be time out of the bed and I want to fuck this man so much,” she thought and started unbuttoning her blouse.

He loved this part, even rushed as it was today. She had such marvelous lines and curves to her body. Every button escort çapa undone on her silk blouse revealed more of her golden color and the swell of her breast under it. When she removed the half bra her nipples immediately swelled in contact with the cool air and he watched as she toyed with them for a few seconds before continuing to undress. She stepped out of the skirt and did a quick turn in front of the bed.

“You like,” she asked looking into his eyes?

“Garter belt, thigh highs and nothing else on,” he replied?

“Get that beautiful ass and the rest of you up here,” he said.

And now she did tease him as she slowly moved onto the bed and then lay back and pulled one knee up, never taking her eyes off of his. She reached for the back of his head and slowly drew his mouth to hers and though the kiss started softly it was only a few seconds before their tongues were busy in each other’s mouths. His hand reached down to find her pussy already wet and her hand found his cock already swollen with excitement.

He lifted his head and before he could even open his mouth her finger was there on his lips, silencing him.

“I brought you lunch,” she said and spread her legs further to emphasize the point.

“And I’m hungry,” he said and lowered his mouth to her breast and began teasing the nipple with his tongue.

She jumped a little every time he caught the nipple in between his teeth and applied pressure. Her pussy was soaked by now and she moved her hand from stroking his cock to start rubbing her clit. His mouth felt so good moving from one nipple to the other and her pussy was already clenching each time he sucked a nipple, pulling at it while between his lips.

He reached down with his left hand and slid under her leg to raise it so that by the time he had moved down between them she was spread wide in front of him. He used his right hand to pull back on the skin at the top of her pussy and with her swollen clit totally exposed now he lowered his mouth.

Her hips lifted off the bed when his tongue stroked over her clit. She was so ready and he wasn’t going to make her wait. Not today. He drove his tongue deep inside of her and then quickly up between her lips to her clit where he started running the tip in small circles around it, flicking back and forth over it, surrounding it with his lips and sucking on it and then back to teasing it with the tip of his tongue, drawing out the climax she had been thinking about all morning.

He slid a finger inside of her, finding her spot and when he took her clit in his lips again she came hard, holding his head to her and driving her hips up against his mouth. He felt the spasms inside of her, 3 quick squeezes around his finger, a couple seconds of the muscles inside relaxing and then when he pinched istanbul eskort his lips together she exploded. Her heels came down on the bed and her hips lifted both of them up as the energy was released from deep inside. Her hips continued to buck and he did his best to let her finish until he read in her movement that she was ready come down from her peak.

His mouth never left her lips but the movement of his tongue was slower now, his finger inside of her staying still instead of probing.

“Fuck, how do you do that to me,” she asked him?

“What, I get to talk now,” he said?

“Only to tell me what you want,” she said.

“In that case, I brought lunch too,” he said smiling.

“Get your head up on the pillows then and put your hands behind you head,” she directed.

He did as he was told and shivered as her lips started at a nipple and quickly worked their way down his stomach until she lay there on her side with her head on his stomach licking at the head of his cock. None too soon she raised her head and engulfed him, loving the fact that she too could make him jump.

Her mouth and tongue were everywhere. There was no subtlety as she licked around the head or the length of the shaft, sucking one ball then the other into her mouth. And the whole time her mouth was fucking him her hand was where her mouth wasn’t, stroking, squeezing, pulling, and nails dragging. She didn’t want him to cum. She wanted to take him right to the edge so that he would take her.

He wanted the same thing so when he said to her “enough chit chat already, you ready to fuck?” she new she had succeeded.

“How?” she asked.

“On your back, pull your legs up,” he answered.

She moved to lie back on the bead and he sat back on his heels, knees spread wide to lower himself in front of her. He reached down to his cock, maneuvered the head to her opening, and then rocked forward to begin sliding into her. She was dripping wet but still a bit tight from before so they had to work a little before he was fully inside of her.

“Lower your legs,” he told her and once she did he grabbed them with both hands and began stoking back and forth into her. Each time he sunk in he lifted her hips and it caused her clit to rub against him. It wasn’t the pounding that she wanted but the pleasure was intense and she gave up trying to hold back when he shortened his strokes and moved faster.

She was cumming again in no time and she let go to it, eyes squeezed shut, mouth open and gasping, hands clawing at the sheets by the time that the third and fourth orgasms hit her.

He held still for a few seconds still buried inside and told her “God you’re so tight right now.”

She opened her eyes to look at him and smiled and said “this is bad, why?”

“Not bad hon. Just need to escort fatih change positions a bit,” he replied.

Never leaving her pussy he stretched his legs out behind him, lowered his chest so that his arms were supporting him, and then slowly started stroking again, finally having the leverage he needed to give her what she really wanted today.

“Fuck me,” she said.

“I want more like those last couple,” she added.

And fuck they did. Slapping hard against each other at times, changing tempos, her hands tugging at her nipples or reaching down to tease her clit. Each time she came he would slow but not stop, moving his hips to maintain the contact against her clit until her breathing told him to start again.

Winded and dripping sweat, he finally stopped and lay on top of her for a minute listening to their racing heartbeats. She rolled him over and slowly slid off of him so that she could slide down between his legs.

“Thanks for saving desert for me,” she said and then once again took him into her mouth.

He was ready and told her “no games, no teasing, you know what I need.”

And she did know because he had waited to be sure that she was satisfied and now it was his turn to see stars and lights flashing.

She concentrated her mouth and tongue on the head of his cock while her hand stroked quickly up and down the shaft. She could taste his precum, she could taste her own juices. She could feel his shaft thickening as she kept up the stroking and he shifted his hips to spread his legs wider for her.

“Fuck, don’t stop,” he said.

She reached down to his balls and stroked them as they pulled in close to his body.

“Soon,” she thought.

“He’s so close.”

The first jolt of his orgasm drove his hips up and she took his cock in all the way to its base. Her fingers kept stroking and kneading his balls while her mouth kept sucking. She backed her head off a couple of inches and kept at it as spasm after spasm ripped through him. Now he was the one clutching the sheets in his hands.

She knew how sensitive his cock was right now so she held her head still for a few seconds and then much lighter then before slowly sucked and stroked his cock until he finally spoke again.

“Whew, unfucking believable that I could cum that hard.”

“Not bad for a quickie,” she said and then moved up to lay her head on his chest.

Much too soon for either of them she looked at the clock and realized that there was little time left. It would have been nice to shower together but they knew that they would have been in there for too long and got started all over again. Besides, maybe the next time the whole time would be in the shower.

She kissed him on the cheek as he was starting to dress and his last image of her was her amazing body in the perfect business suit sashaying down the hall to the door.

“Nice suit,” he said.

“I can’t wait two more weeks for the next time,” she said and turned to blow him a kiss before walking out the door.

“I wonder if I’d survive a whole weekend with her,” he thought.

Time will tell.

DB 8/10/04