Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Doctor in Metairie, LA Youngish (early to mid 30’s), petite, firm, slim and beautiful.

I was in Metairie getting my Mate’s Ticket and part of that meant I had to get a physical. The doctor’s office was across the street from the school and I went over there one afternoon to get it done.

I went in and after signing in I sat to wait. There were some other guys there and a few of us started talking some. They all commented on how good looking the doctor was. With my luck I didn’t think she’d be all that great, or I’d get a guy. When they pointed her out I looked through the receptionist’s window and didn’t see anything except big girls; so I figured it would just be a regular physical with out any excitement.

When my name was called I went back and had one of the girls I’d seen through the window escort me through the height, weight, blood and eye checks. I found out that my vision was 20/30 and made a crack that ‘You really can go blind’. The nurse looked at me and when she got it, she laughed too.

Still giggling from that, she led me to room and told me to strip except for my underwear, put on the robe, and wait for the doctor.

I did as she’d said, and when I grabbed the robe noticed that it was one of the cloth ones they liked to use in doctor’s offices in LA. It was soft, like it had been washed a lot and felt cool after the humid weather outside.

I was sitting there for a while when my heart stopped as the doctor came in; she was gorgeous! The guys out front hadn’t been lying, but even their talk hadn’t done her justice. She looked to be in her early 30’s, slim, trim and totally beautiful!

And there I was, just my underwear and a small robe; my cock was almost painful the way it jumped up.

‘Hi, how are you today? My name is Lisa and I’ll be doing your physical today.’ She was looking down at her clipboard as she said this, so I took the chance to try to move my cock to a more comfortable and less obvious position. ‘Your name is Glenn, right?’ Then she noticed my uneasiness and asked ‘Are you okay?’

I stammered that I was fine and that my name was Glenn.

‘What’s wrong?’ she asks, and when her eyes go down to my lap I almost die. To my surprise she gives me a sly smile and says ‘When guys are cocky I get mad, when they’re actually embarrassed it’s okay; sometimes they’re cute so….’ And now she blushes.

‘Yes?’ I ask innocently.

‘No, it’s… Anyway’ she asks with a smile ‘are you going to sit like that the whole time?’

I smile back and not trusting myself to speak, I nod to her.

Her smile gets bigger and she pouts. Then she smiles again and asks ‘What if I tell you a secret?’ I nod and she lowers her voice and says ‘Sometimes I like to see; when I don’t have a boyfriend.’ She says that and then blushes.

‘Um, can I ask you a question without you getting mad?’

She gives me a small smile and nods.

‘Well, um…’ I take a breath and quickly ask ‘Then it’s okay if I say that you’ll be one hell of a dream when I get back to my hotel; and I’ll be going back there when I leave here?’

I know she’s going to smack me but I had to say it. To my surprise, she smiles again. ‘What if I say that’s okay; if your underwear is off for the exam? No promises, but…’

‘Only if there’s a snowballs chance in hell that you’d think of a date with me. Just a date for whatever you want. Nothing else and I’ll wear extra underwear. Maybe I’ll get lucky and you’ll wear frump cloths, but even then I think you’d be dream material!’

Lisa laughs at my expression, and then to my shock she pushes my gown up some and puts her hand on my thigh. It’s not very high, but the gown was short to begin with, so it’s more than halfway up my thigh. ‘Just a date?’

‘Well, as many as I can have with you; and I’ll probably beg.’

She drags her fingers down my leg as she moves away and I think I’ve blown it. To my surprise she says ‘Tell me a dream about me and I’ll promise at least one date. But those come off first.’

She has a leer on her face and I decide to go one further. ‘Anything you want if you’ll think about taking them off for me.’ I pause for a second, and then say ‘Yeah, I knew it; but I had to ask!’

We both laugh and then laugh again when we bump into each other; she’d been coming closer to do it!

She stands there against me for a minute and my cock is poking against her stomach. She gives me a smile and then puts her hand on my stomach to keep me against the exam table. ‘Stay and I will, but the story had better be good!’

All I can do is nod as I feel her run a hand down my stomach to get a hold of the bottom of my gown. She lifts it up and her other hand grips my underwear and pulls them down some. Then she slides the hand holding my gown up down and inside my underwear and grips my cock! I groan as her grip is warm and soft; to my surprise, she gives a small gasp and her eyes go down to look at my cock. She holds my cock as she pulls my underwear off, then lets go of my cock as she takes a step back. My cock is holding güvenilir bahis the gown up and it pointing almost straight up!

I step out of my underwear, then use my foot to flip them up. I catch them and then toss them on top of my cloths; then with a bashful smile I get back on the table. ‘Come on, it’s not that big; but oh what you’re doing to my ego!’

She laughs at that, but then says ‘It is larger than most I’ve seen. Your short and most guys’… cocks are like they are; but you… You’re hung!’

‘Ah, flattery, flattery; how about one idea of a dream is you as is in front of my camera. Me coming into view, standing beside you, and then pulling your dress up enough to expose your panties; ladies in lingerie are a fetish of mine. Then turning you around to expose your sweet little rear encased in those panties. Then turning you sideways to face me, and then me moving closer to kiss you. Then I’d back up some to turn you around so I could do it again from the rear. Then leaning you forward as I knelt behind you. Then wrapping one hand around my cock so I can stroke it, I’d lean forward to kiss your sweet little rear to say thank you for the dream?’

Lisa stands there for a minute, her eyes moving from eyes down to my cock, and then back and forth. ‘How about for every story you tell me, we go out on a date?’

‘That would be a nice dream,’ I say. Then I turn semi-serious and say ‘But that’s the erotic one. I spend more time alone than with girls since my divorce; most are nice, but some are kind of wild.’

Lisa smiles devilishly at me and says ‘Hold that thought. Let’s do the exam and then talk; you’re my last patient of the day; maybe we can watch each while we talked about fun things?’ When I nod my head she smiles and then comes to me and holds my hands on the table.

She says ‘That was a very good story,’ then leans closer to kiss me! As her body moves closer I open my legs. She moves against me and until my cock is sticking up between our bodies. She gives a sigh as she slides back and forth against me and I do too.

When she moves away we’re both breathing hard. I decide to take a small chance and take her hand. I move her a bit closer and then use both hands to open her doctor’s coat. She’s wearing a silk blouse that I’d compare to her smooth skin and I can’t see anything; except for the visible bumps her nipples make through her blouse.

She seems to know what I’m looking at and giggles, ‘Yes, I liked it a lot. Now let’s get done!’

I nod and we get started. It’s like any other exam except my cock is hard and she is a fantasy! When she has my lie back on the table, she slides a hand up my legs to grip and then caress my cock. ‘Very nice’ she says. ‘I’ve already done the ‘In-the-Exam-Room’ fantasy. I’ve even done the wild one with a girl friend, maybe I’ll tell you what that one is when we get done!’

I just groan as her free hand comes between my legs and her fingertips massage my balls.

With a smile, she finishes the exam; extending the part where she holds my balls and tells me to cough!

When we’re done I ask ‘What’s the wild one that you haven’t done with a guy?’

Lisa smiles and asks ‘Can I trust you?’ When I nod, she holds up a finger and leaves the room.

I figure that playtime is over and she’s getting ready to kick me out, or bring one of the bigger girls in.

I’m wrong and she comes back in a few minutes. ‘I had to let everyone know they could leave. I’d told them that earlier, but kept a couple of girls here to make sure I wanted to… Well, you seemed nice and all, but I didn’t know; now I do!’ Then she leans against the table next to me and asks ‘Can I trust you?’ again. When I nod, she lowers her head and says ‘I like to be dominated sometimes.’

She says that and then keeps leaning on the table; like she’s wondering what to say next.

She smiles, but doesn’t look up when I say ‘Cool!’ I’m wondering if she’s for real though, so I ask ‘For real?’

Lisa nods her head meekly and my cock gets even harder than it had been before. She sees it and I see her body give a small quiver.

I get off the table and position my cock right between her legs. Her skirt is in the way but I still press against her and whisper ‘And then some!’

I put her arms at her sides and then slowly pull her doctor’s coat off. Her breathing gets heavier, and although her eyes are closed, she’s still smiling. I move back some and then undo her skirt and lower it down her legs. Her panties are white and Brazilian cut. They’re pulled high and when I look lower I see that her pussy lips make a bulge. I use a finger to trace her opening and she shudders. I also feel her get wet, so I push some to get the tip of my finger in side her pussy.

When Lisa groans, I stand up and put my cock right against her lips and press against her panties until the head of my cock is inside her pussy. I push in and out a few times to see how much of my cock I can get inside her. Not much I find out, but when I pull back the head shines from her juices.

I türkçe bahis put my hand on her waist and turn her to face me, then I slide that hand up to massage her tits through her blouse and bra. ‘Too much, take them off.’

Meekly, Lisa does as I’d said. I stand there watching her and stroke my cock; Lisa’s eyes are watching and I use a finger to rub her juices across the head. She licks her lips as she looks up and I say ‘No, not yet.’

When she’s nude except for her panties, garter belt, stocking and shoes I say ‘Now that ass is mine!’

I see her smile as she turns around and leans across the table. The height is about right and her ass is in the air nicely. I don’t waste any time as I get on my knees behind her. I slide I finger against her visible pussy lips for a minute, and then pull them aside so I can lick her pussy. I lick from the middle down, and then back up, all the way to her asshole. She gives a louder sigh as I work as much of my tongue into her ass as I can while I reach up to massage her pussy. She’s so wet that in no time I’m sliding two fingers slowly in and out of her. I move back some to watch and bring my other hand up to massage one of her firm ass cheeks. I also position my thumb against her asshole. Her groan is louder as I finger fuck her and there’s enough saliva from my tongue to work the tip of my thumb into her asshole. Her pussy gets wetter so pull my thumb out of her ass and use my tongue to get it wetter; then when I put my thumb against her asshole I say ‘Push back for as much as you want!’

With a low moan, Lisa pushes her ass backwards and with steady pressure, keeps going until most of my thumb is in her ass!

‘Oh God!’ I hear her moan and I feel her pussy and asshole clench my fingers as she comes. Her groans get louder and her pussy wetter as I push the last of my thumb into her ass. I keep fucking her pussy and ass until she calms down, then I pull away quickly.

Her head comes up with a start and I laugh. ‘You need to turn over or when I stand up I’ll want to use my cock in your ass!’

Lisa gives a small laugh and I laugh again at her speed of getting on the table.

I stand up between her legs and leer at her as I say ‘Then again…’ and nestle my cock against her ass hole.

Lisa groans and closes her eyes; but she also reaches down to pull her cheeks as far apart what little her firm ass lets her!

I actually almost get the head of my cock into her asshole before I pull back. Then deciding to enjoy it some, I hold the head against her pussy. Lisa’s mouth opens as I slide my cock into her pussy. She’s tight, so I take it easy and slide some in and out until I have all but the last inch in side her.

I fuck her slowly with most of my cock until I feel her pussy relax; then on the next stroke I slow down and push my whole cock into her pussy!

Her eyes open to look at me and I think I may have hurt her, but she smiles and says ‘Please fuck my pussy, please fuck my pussy!’

I do as she asks and as I look at her I marvel at the way her firm tits seem to stand up and her hard nipples even harder! They look so good that on my next in stroke, I hold myself against her and reach up to massage her pretty tits.

Her groan is in her chest as I feel her pussy gripping my cock. I fuck her pussy and massage her tits until I decide to see how wet she is. I slide on hand down her tummy and she shivers, but I bring it lower and then under her to grip her ass. I feel her hands still holding her ass and as I trace along them I feel that she has a finger in her ass and is fucking her asshole as I fuck her pussy with my cock!

‘Oh you’re a bad little girl!’ I gasp as I feel her pussy grip my cock even tighter and then get soaked as she comes.

She lets out a wail as her pussy grips my cock again and again as the spasms hit her.

I keep fucking her and really pump her as I get the last inch in and her whole body seems to quiver. When she calms down some, I slowly pull my cock out and surprised at the amount of come her pussy shoots on my cock. The release of that makes her jerk again and when I lean down to lick her pussy it’s enough to make her come again.

I feel her pussy tighten on my tongue and have to swallow, as her pussy seems to almost shoot her come out. I reach down as I lick her pussy and as I move a finger towards her ass she moves hers out of the way.

I slowly work my finger all the way into her asshole as I lick her pussy and her hips start to rise off the table. The next thing I know she has her legs on my shoulders and as I move up so does her body. I stand up enough that my cock pokes her in her back a few times, and then her hand reaches back to stroke me.

I lift my head enough to look at her and I see she’s watching me with a smile on her face.

‘Try it, she says with a gasp.

I shrug my shoulders and lower her back down on the table. When she pulls her legs towards her chest her pussy lips are even more prominent; and I have to lean down to slide my tongue along her slit. güvenilir bahis siteleri When I stand up and guide my cock towards her ass I see it glistens from her juices.

I put it right against her asshole and press slowly. I feel her asshole loosen some and am able to get the head of my cock inside. I press a little more and some more of my cock goes in. I slowly work back and forth, working more of my cock into her tight asshole and Lisa groans for more. I have just over half inside when I see her give a grimace; so I don’t push any more in. Her eyes are open and she smiles as she figures out that I’m not pushing any more in. Her asshole is tight though

and her body starts to quiver again and I know she’s getting ready to come again. She does and as her asshole grips my cock almost making me come, I can feel her come shooting out of her pussy against my pubic hairs; the sensation almost makes me shoot my own load. This come lasts longer than the other and some how I keep my cock inside her tight asshole as she clenches her cheeks.

When she’d done it’s not a moment to soon. I ease my cock out of her ass as I look at her gorgeous body and as my cock pops out of her asshole I glimpse one, and then two shots of my come as they shoot out and hit her tits!

Somehow I stop myself from coming my full load, and we both look at my cock as it stands over her pussy. For the first time I notice that she has a neatly trimmed muff and I lean closer to slide my balls across it.

I catch Lisa’s hand as she tries to grip my cock and warn her ‘If you touch it I’ll blow my load. I was wondering if you like to suck cock?’ I smile as I ask, and she smiles back.

‘Can I please?’ she whispers.

I move out from between her legs and help her off the table. Her legs are weak and her body comes against mine. My cock is caught between us and is so slick from her juices that it slides between us easily. I have to pull away though and move to lean against the table.

Lisa Looks up at me and then leans closer to kiss me. ‘Now it’s my turn’ she says and lowers herself to her knees.

As takes a hold of my cock and lowers her mouth I stop her. When she looks up in surprise I say ‘Sorry, but I wanted a mental image of you and how lucky I am to be here,’

‘For that, I’ll remind you that you said something about a camera.’ Then she smiles and moves closer. She’s looking at me as I watch her take my cock in her mouth and I groan. She giggles and then looks down to watch as she moves her head back and forth taking more of my cock into her mouth.

In a couple of minutes she has my whole cock in her mouth and down her throat. I groan as I feel it get even bigger and she has to back off some. I put a hand on her head to pace her and she puts her hands on my legs; then moves them to grip my ass.

I have to pull out after a few minutes so I don’t come and she seems to realize it. She smiles up at me as she turns her head and licks my balls. Her tongue is warm and I groan. When I give an involuntary jerk, her tongue slides across my asshole and I groan again. I hear her giggle and she moves lower so that she can lick my asshole.

‘You like that, huh?’ she mumbles.

For an answer, I raise myself enough to sit on the table. She smiles and I watch her head disappear as I feel her tongue slide down my balls to my asshole. She stiffens her tongue to try to get inside some and I groan again.

After a few minutes of her tongue in my ass and her warm hand stroking my cock I have to push her away so I can sit up.

Lisa moves back some so that I can put my feet on the floor and then my cock is in her mouth again. This time, she works to get all of my cock down her throat again and when she reaches down to massage my balls I lose it.

I feel my balls tighten in her grip and my first shot goes right down her throat. She pulls her head back some so she can stroke my cock and I seem to fill her mouth with my come. My eyes close in ecstasy as I feel my come shooting into her warm mouth. When I think I’m done, I look down to see her suck my cock all the way inside her mouth and my body jerks as I come a few more shots.

I stand there for a minute to catch my breath as Lisa softly licks my balls making my body jerk a few more times. My cock is still hard and I move my hips to slide it along the top of her head making her laugh.

Slowly, I lower myself down on the ground next to her and she comes into my arms. I can see that my come did overflow from her mouth, but I kiss her anyway. When I lower a hand down her chest to cup one her tits she quivers and when I lower it further to cup her pussy it feels like she’d come again.

She breaks the kiss with a groan and says ‘Yeah, I came again.’

We both laugh and I ask ‘So, as good as she was?’

Lisa makes my ego rise higher as she says ‘A bit bigger and just as many orgasms. What’s next?’

I get a small smile on my face and say ‘I’ve read there’s a swing club in New Orleans. If you’ll consider letting me kiss your ass on demand…’

Lisa laughs and says ‘I’ve wanted to try that place, and I think my girlfriend will make a willing bitch for both of us!’ Then she laughs as my jaw feels like it hits the floor. ‘Just remember whose you are and I’ll be yours; okay?’

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Melvin stepped into the classroom slowly, not sure what to expect anymore. Erica Chambers closed the door behind them as a classroom of ten 18 year old girls looked up from their desks. Melvin actually wasn’t expecting something so normal and laughed inwardly at himself. The girls were sitting in matching uniforms which consisted of green and blue plaid skirts and white blouses. Many had pony-tails, which Melvin had always found extremely sexy for some reason.

The woman at the front of the class turned to greet them with a smile. She was a tall stunning auburn haired woman with light freckles over the bridge of her nose. She had piercing green eyes that peered at her visitors over her glasses and large full tits which were almost spilling out of her low cut top. They looked even more outstanding on account of her thin body, complete with long toned legs jutting out from a small, almost needless, black skirt. She extended a French manicure tipped hand towards Melvin who shook it.

“Hello. I’m Mrs. Spiner. Thank you for joining us,” she purred, still flashing her beautiful smile with her full pink lips. Melvin was definitely sporting another hard-on. He wasn’t sure if he should be surprised at this or not. As if to confirm his once-again throbbing cock, he felt Erica’s hand touch him lightly on his arm.

“Mrs. Spiner is our Inter-Student Relations teacher,” Erica told him.

Melvin looked from the gorgeous Mrs. Spiner to her classful of fantasy girls. Even the most unattractive of them could still be called beautiful. There were a few who Melvin would describe as spectacularly dazzling. One young girl was chewing slowly on the eraser of her pencil as she eyed Melvin’s crotch. Melvin tore his eyes away reluctantly and gave his attention back to Mrs. Spiner.

“Inter-Student Relations?” he asked, his mind still trying to come to terms with this school. When he opted to put funding into it, he certainly hadn’t expected anything like this.

Miss Chambers responded to Melvin’s question. “The students are partnered off at the beginning of the semester and are taught pleasurable ways of interaction throughout the semester. Mrs. Spiner has been with us for about five years now.”

If Melvin had been asked how long Mrs. Spiner had been teaching at Vintage Port, he wouldn’t have been able to answer. His mind was reeling as he realized exactly what this class was about. He could feel another surge illegal bahis in his cock as his eyes roamed once again over the several young girls in the classroom.

“Mr. Scholfield?” Erica tapped Melvin on the shoulder, bringing him out of his trance. He turned quickly towards her.

“Yes?” he stammered.

“Mrs. Spiner offered to let us sit in on the class. Would you care to observe?”

Melvin thought he nodded, but couldn’t be sure. He followed Erica slowly to a set of empty chairs. Erica sat and crossed her long sultry legs and smiled at Melvin.

At the front of the class, Mrs. Spiner addressed the class. “So, I was just about to ask for a volunteer group to come before the class,” she said as she leaned back on her desk, her tan legs crossing at the ankle below her. “Who would like to come up?” She looked over the class at the raised hands. “Natalie and Jessica,” she decided finally and went to the side of the room as two of the girls jumped out of their seats giddily.

Melvin eyed them. Usually he might be a bit self-conscious about overtly staring at two girls their age, but here he felt not only comfortable but encouraged. One of the girls was somewhat short, maybe 5’4″, and had short brown hair with blond highlights that came down to her chin. She had an amazing tan and medium sized, round breasts. She went to a loveseat that Melvin hadn’t noticed at the front of the classroom and sat down as the other girl followed behind her. This girl was a couple inches taller and had long dark brown hair which she wore in a ponytail. Her breasts were small on her athletic body, but her ass was exquisite. She sat next to the other girl on the loveseat and they giggled as the little blonde leaned back, letting the brunette kiss her soft lips.

The two girls kissed each other softly for a bit, the brunette eventually taking the blondes breasts into her hand through her blouse. The little blonde moaned softly and they stopped kissing as the brunette undid the blonds blouse slowly. Melvin was pleased to see she wasn’t wearing a bra and her pink puffy nipples were already hard. The brunette smiled at the other girl as she squeezed her breasts and leaned down, taking one into her mouth.

The class was silent as they watched the two girls, the brunette sucking eagerly on the blonde’s nipple. The blonde’s eyes were closed as she began moaning a little louder. She opened them and stroked the illegal bahis siteleri brunette’s ponytail as she watched her continue sucking her tits. The brunette girl lifted the blonde’s skirt by sliding her palm up her toned thigh. She took her mouth from her wet nipple and looked down at her shaved pussy. She ran her long fingers over the blonde’s pussy which sent shivers through the young girl laying back on the loveseat.

The brunette began stroking the blonde’s clit with the tip of her finger and the blonde whimpered softly. She continued her soft stroking of the girl’s swollen clit as she kissed down her tan stomach, licking around her bellybutton. By this time, Melvin noticed, the girl’s finger was deep in the other’s pussy, fingering her diligently. She kissed lower and lower until her pink tongue was resting on the other girl’s clit. She stuck her long wet finger into the blonde girls tight little pussy repeatedly as she sucked her clit between her lips.

The blonde let out a loud moan as the brunette massaged her clit between her full lips, still pounding her slit. The blonde grabbed the other girl’s ponytail, petting her hair as she enjoyed her tongue. Melvin reached a hand between his legs, sliding the heel of his palm over his raging erection and felt Erica Chambers’ hand on his. He turned to her and she mouthed Not yet.

He returned his attention to the two young girls in the front of the classroom. The blonde opened her brown eyes. “I want you too,” she whispered and the brunette stood, sliding her skirt down. This gave Melvin a perfect clear view of her amazing ass and he restrained the urge to pull his thick cock out and start stroking it to the arousing display before him. Had Erica Chambers not just stopped him he would have. Something told him no one would have minded. He glanced at Mrs. Spiner and saw her massaging her large rack absent-mindedly as she watched.

Looking back at the two young girls, he saw the blonde crawling on top of the brunette and lowering her pussy onto her lips. The brunette, Melvin saw, had a nice trimmed little bush of brown pubic hair which the blonde was caressing with a contorted look of pleasure over her face. The blonde leaned down and hooked her arms under the brunette’s thighs and spread them open as she began licking away at her trimmed pussy. Both young girls were moaning now as were a couple other girls in the class. Melvin turned canlı bahis siteleri and saw at least two masturbating eagerly with both their legs thrown up over their desks. He would have bet money most of the other less-exhibitionistic students were fingering their young pussies under their desks. Melvin shot another glance at Mrs. Spiner and saw her tweaking her nipples through her thin top. Finally he looked at the incomparable Miss Erica Chambers who sat calmly, but her nipples were straining against her thin red sweater.

It took all of Melvin’s willpower not to touch himself, but he resisted as he watched the two young students bring each other to orgasm. The blonde was almost screaming out loud as she bit her lower lip, her eyes squeezed shut as her fingers plunged in and out of the brunettes soaking wet pussy. The two girl’s bodies shook as they came. The blonde slipped her shiny wet fingers from the other’s pussy and tried to get her breath back.

Mrs. Spiner stood and smiled. “Very good, girls. Very nice. That was very enjoyable, wasn’t it class?” She looked at the other girls in the class who nodded weakly. One girl in the back was still rubbing herself and came as Melvin watched. He turned back to Mrs. Spiner who waited patiently. “Everyone done?” she asked. No one stated otherwise so she nodded and continued. Melvin looked at Erica.

“Masturbating is allowed anytime during class, except written exams or quizzes,” Erica whispered into Melvin’s ear. Hearing her say that sent another throb of desire through his body. Erica stood and Melvin followed, his slacks sporting a large obvious bulge. The students nearest to him stared lustfully at it, but Erica thanked Mrs. Spiner and the class and ushered Melvin out of the classroom.

She shut the door behind her quietly and looked at Melvin. “I’m sorry, but if I had let you remove your penis in the classroom, it could have been quite disruptive. Second years aren’t allowed to suck men outside of their own class yet. Only third years and up are allowed to go to The Depository. However, if you’re satisfied with our tour perhaps we could finish up at my office?”

Melvin couldn’t answer at first. He nodded, trying not to seem overly excited. The very thought of being alone with Erica Chambers could almost finish him right now. Erica smiled and turned to leave. She stopped in her tracks as a woman in a white lab coat ran up to her. “Miss Chambers!” the woman shouted, putting a hand to Erica’s shoulder.

“What is it?” Erica asked, her brow furrowed.

“There’s a problem in the lab… I think you should come as quickly as possible.”

Melvin felt his erection shrink slightly.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Inside of a prestigious hotel is a banquet being held. Johnny Trapper sees the woman from across the room, slowly chewing her meal. For an instant, he catches her attention. They stare at each other for a brief moment before the woman returns to her meal.

Johnny fantasizes about the woman while he is meddling with his food. He imagines her suckling his enormous member while he gropes her firm breasts as he gasps for breath. Trapper’s fantasy suddenly halts when, out of the corner of his eye, he sees the stunning beauty walk in the direction of the bathroom.

He admires the sexual talent from afar as he stares at her voluptuous ass, as it sways back and forth amid the crowd. Trapper begins to stand up, only to steal a glance from the woman.

He hesitates, but eventually Johnny makes it to the restrooms, only to notice that the sexy being he was following has disappeared without a trace. After realizing that she’s probably in the bathroom at this very moment, he hides behind a pillar concealing him from the woman’s view as she exits the bathroom.

Within a few seconds, the beautiful woman he adored from afar exits the bathroom in the same alluring way she entered. Her fine physical physique accompanied by her scintillating maroon dress causes Trapper’s member to enlarge in his pants. Johnny feels the tension. He wants to confront the amazingly sexy woman in front of him, but he wants to wait for his erection to subside. She is fading away along with her amazing behind as she walks away.

Johnny decides that he can’t lose so he dismisses his erection and chases after her. Trapper gets to the woman before she reenters the banquet room. He grabs her shoulder and quickly turns her around. Johnny was waiting for a reaction, an unsteady flinch from the woman telling him that she’s scared, but it never happened. He felt relieved.

“Hey,” Johnny says. “I saw you from across the room.”

“I know,” the woman replies. “I saw you watching me. I went to the bathroom hoping you would follow me.”

“Why did you think I would follow you?”

“I didn’t. I was hoping that you would

follow me. I felt like giving you a quickie, because you look like you have a big dick.”

“It’s never too late for one of those.”

“I believe it has. My friends are awaiting my return to the banquet.”

“Well maybe we can get together later.”

“Maybe,” she starts to giggle. “Maybe not.”

The woman erupts into roaring laughter.

“What’s so funny?” Trapper asks.

It only took a second for Johnny to figure out what she was laughing at. He tried to look at her face, but her vision was concentrating on something below her. In a second he realized that his erection has yet to vanish.

“I guess,” the woman starts. “I was right.”

“Right about what?”

“That you have a big dick!” The woman giggles violently as she points at his enormous erection in his pants. “I have to get back to my friends, so see ya’.” As she leaves, she casually slips a note to Trapper. The woman seductively trances away from Trapper. He tightly grasps the note he was given and reads the perfectly written message inscribed on it: Meet me later. Room 204.

Johnny Trapper had to wait patiently for over an hour before the woman he was attracted to left her table. She stared Johnny down as she departed from the banquet. Trapper followed her to the elevators. He looks towards the elevators, bahis firmaları but the woman is nowhere in sight. He searches the hall for any trace of the illustrious woman. Johnny spots her down the hall calling the private elevator, usually reserved for hotel personnel and administration officials. Trapper walks toward her.

“Why,” Trapper begins to ask. “Are you calling a private elevator?”

The woman replies, “So we can have our privacy. In the public elevators, we might be interrupted.”

“I thought we going up to your room.”

“We are, but who says we can’t have fun before that?”

The elevator arrives at the ground floor with a distinct beeping sound.

Trapper asks, “Why aren’t the doors opening?”

“Because,” the woman says. “This is a private elevator. You have to have clearance in order to enter one. You must have a key, which I have.”

The woman inserts the silver key into the slot and almost instantly the elevator doors open revealing the empty cabin inside. They both enter the elevator, with the woman walking to the right-inner wall to press a button corresponding to the desired floor. She presses the third floor.

She says, “We have all the time in the world to do this. The sound will beep when we get to the third floor, but the doors won’t open until I open them manually. So we definitely will not be interrupted.”

The woman steps backwards as Johnny shifts towards her. He presses her against the metal railing attached to the rear wall, while feeling her body underneath her dress. He gropes at the woman’s breasts and squeezes them with intense verocity. Trapper fondles her entire body, from rubbing her nipples to feeling her hairless cunt, as he kisses her dry lips. Before they even get started, the elevator reenacts the beeping sound, as the elevator stops at the third floor.

“Don’t worry,” the woman says. “We aren’t going anywhere just yet.”

Trapper holds the woman’s body steady as he unzips his pants, revealing his penis. He lifts the woman up against the wall and slides his shaft into her pussy, gently grinding her against the wall.

“By the way,” Trapper starts to ask. “What’s your name?”

The woman answer turns into a high-pitched moan. “Kaaat Daw, Dawson.”

Johnny began to push harder and harder wanting the woman to scream at the top of her lungs. At every chance, he tried to pound his cock deeper inside her. As Trapper sprang as far as he could into her pussy, he looked up to see the expression on the woman’s face. Some women make weird faces when they are riding a stiff cock, but not this woman. She owned the face of someone who was enjoying his sex drive, while at the same time enduring excruciating pain. Her firm breasts sagged and bounced at the rapid pace of Trapper’s desire to make her squirm.

Eventually, Johnny’s fast pace fucking came to a halt as he softly let the woman’s feet touch the ground once again. He pulls his shirt over his head and throws it in the corner of the elevator while the woman sneakingly takes off her dress as well. Kat Dawson bent down on her knees and grasped Johnny’s hard dick and softly licked around the edges, coming closer to the head, before stuffing his entire shaft into her mouth. Trapper felt the tension erupting inside her mouth. He was surprised at how incredibly good Kat was at downing his cock. He loved the intense feeling of his penis in her mouth as kaçak iddaa she held it, sucking every inch of cock she tasted, as it throbbed inside her mouth. She violently forced Johnny’s penis out of her mouth.

Kat is about to lick it some more when Trapper forces her on her back. He flips his dick towards as a surge of semen shoots over her beautiful tits. She lifts her head up, wanting to taste some of his cum, but gets something else entirely. Trapper forces his smooth cock into her wide mouth, as she gets fucked in the mouth. Her curious grins and exasperating moans cause Trapper to look at the woman, beautifully sucking on his penis. He knows that she wants to taste his cum, but he wants her to earn it. Trapper wants to Kat to make him cum uncontrollably. He wants a total unexpected cum shot to sift through her mouth. Trapper wants her to choke on her own wishes. Now. He feels the tension flowing thoughout his dick.

“HERE IT COMES!!!” Trapper yells.

The explosion erupting inside her mouth rocked her head back as she choked, but covered well by swallowing everything that burst inside her mouth. Trapper flips his dick out of her mouth and shoots some more on her gorgeous face. She licks her lips trying to swallow every bit of his semen, before she grabs his cock once again for the ultimate showdown.

Kat Dawson jacks Trapper off as good as anybody could possibly do. She hears him groan in agony, as she clasped his dick until it got as hard as rock.

“I,” she manages to say. “Like it when you’re hard.”

“So do I, baby.” Trapper replies. “So do I.”

After Kat finished jerking him off, he laid down on her back, motioning for Johnny to stick himself inside her pussy. Not a second later, when he complied with her wishes. Kat rises her legs over his shoulders as he penetrates his cock deep into her cunt. She stares intently into his eyes.

“Fuck me,” she moans. “Fuck me hard!”

He didn’t want to disappoint her, so he gave her what she wanted. Trapper thrusted in and out of her vagina making her scream in intense pain. He watches as her breasts jumped simultaneously with his movements. As he went deeper and harder into her pussy, she grappled his body with her sensational legs making it easier for him to fuck her harder.

“Harder! Harder! HARDERRRRR!!!”

Trapper could sense she was climaxing as he wanted to give her the best orgasm she has ever encountered.

“I’m about to cum.” Kat screams.

“So am I.” Trapper yells.

“I want you to cum inside me.” She paused. “Now fuck me harder!”

Johnny kept pounding her with his dick until he heard the loudest scream he has ever heard. He wasn’t sure if anyone was outside the elevator, but if someone was, they heard it. He withdrew his cock from her pussy walls, as Kat smiled sheepishly.

Trapper kissed her as he asked, “Now how was that?”

“Incredible by all standards.”

They were confined in a passionate kiss with Kat stroking his still-hard dick. The female touch on his cock made him want her even more.

“I want some more of your dick.” Kat told him.

“You sure?”

“Yeah,” she sighed. “But not right now. Let’s go back to my room for some comfort. My back is killing me.”

Trapper just then realized he probably needed something comfortable to fuck her on, because these tile floors weren’t helping him. He kisses her once more, before lifting her on her feet. kaçak bahis He runs his hand all over her steamy body, groping anything to get her aroused. Her tits were staring at him, and he wanted nothing more than to suck them. He slipped his finger into her cunt and felt that it was wet. Trapper shot his finger up into her pussy when she quickly removed it.

“Not now,” she pleaded. “Let’s go to the room.”

Trapper agreed to her wishes. Kat picks up her clothes and finds the key to the elevator. She quickly opens it and runs away naked, showing off her incredibly sexy body. Trapper puts his shirt back on along with his pants. He looks out the elevator door to see her running down the hallway. He chases after her, soon catching up with her. Kat fiddles with her keycard and drops it on the floor. To pick it up, she bends over revealing her sultry ass, exposed to the horny Trapper. Without thinking about it, he quickly flipped out his dick and jammed it into her anal opening, waiting for her to moan wildly.

“Oh,” she moans. “That feels soooo good.”

At that response, Trapper quickened his speed of fucking. As his pace quickened, her moans turned to screams. He pumped her as hard as he could as he grabbed her clitoris to distract her from the severe pain she is receiving on the ass end. Quicker than he imagined, Trapper was climaxing. He was about to explode. Kat could hear his soft moans. She winced when Trapper splurged in her ass. As Johnny kept pumping away at her ass, Kat got closer to her inevitable orgasm. He thrusted her hard.

“Oooh,” she moaned. “Keep going. Fuck me harder, harder. Aaaah! HARDER!!!”

Trapper felt her opening tighten around his hard cock as he felt her pussy juices drip from her cunt. He withdrew his stiff member from her ass and let her feed away on the cum surfacing on it.

“Your cum tastes so good.”

In one last attempt at swallowing all of it, she grasped his hard dick and drove it into her mouth for one last, merciful suck. Kat lets the cock fall free from her mouth as she picks up her clothes and the keycard she dropped that led up to her ass fuck. She inserted her key into the door, waited for clearance, and trampled her way inside, motioning for her horny partner to enter.

Trapper followed her in, hoping for some more grateful sex, but guessed wrong. She fled into the bathroom, obviously to change into her sexy red dress that drew his eye in the first place. Johnny took the opportunity to sift through her belongings. On top of her bed was a suitcase filled with provactive outfits, along with different variations of the dress she wore tonight. Underneath a silk skirt is where he found them. The pictures he was sent to retrieve were sitting idle on the backside of the suitcase. He shoved the photos into his pants pocket and pondered on how he was going to do it. There was only one thing left to do, and he felt guilty doing it. But his thoughts came to an abrupt end when Kat’s sexy figure came out of the bathroom in that fine dress.

Kat laughed and says, “My friends are probably wondering where I am, so I better get back to them.”

She watched the expression on Johnny Trapper’s face and told him, “Don’t worry. You can stay as long as you like, preferably I want you to wait until I get back so we can go at it again.”

“You’re not going anywhere.” Trapper said.

“What do you mean?”

As she said, Kat knew how stupid it sounded, because the item grasped by Trapper’s left hand was a pistol. She knew her fate as soon as he raised it to head level, and she closed her eyes and silence is what followed…

TO BE CONTINUED…

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Early morning, a weekday, and the café was quiet and nearly deserted. No one was in hurry to get anywhere. After all, why race to the certainty of your death. Nonetheless, in a matter minutes the near solitude would subside in favor of the usual gluttonous consumption. It’s what the oligarchs of the 1% want, and especially to ensure the status quo. By means of every cunningly noxious contrivance, consumerism is promoted by sordid mass marketing. Emotional manipulation sells everything, dreams, schemes and foolish memes.

On the fringe of the downtown area, near one local college campus, people were as distracted and self-absorbed as ever. A selfie of the moment, a mindless juvenile post in social media, or an unnecessary phone conversation while driving, all done for emotional reassurance. For the most part, not much, except a disaster with dire human consequences could redirect their focus from themselves. For many, it was all about them and no one else.

Yes, a multitude pretends every day to be something different, other than the basic self that hides deep inside. Human do not easily change. They would need to see ripped and torn bodies in order to break the usual habits and routines of non-engagement. For most, middle and upper class, the social strata bends toward upscale lifestyles and insulated environments. Like hordes of locusts, consumption is what it is all about, from sun up to sundown.

As to my vantage point in the coffee shop, my frequent stop for strong black coffee, I observed the morning rush to get to keep up the intensity of rabid obsession with materiality. As some writers without writings I have known would pontificate, one needs prompts for ideas. For this, watching people is a good source of entertainment. A good place to be is here, in the three-story mall, which was coming alive with all manner of life forms, diverse and divisive.

Most of which, I could care less with regard to the selfish pitiful stories regarding the pretenses of spoiled entitlement. Notable and noble exceptions aside, the vast majority enjoyed the largess of self-indulgence and an inflated sense of themselves. Humility seems to arrive at the worst possible times, as during the holidays where hypocrisy comes out of the shadows. Rich beget rich and poor beget poor, and the massive consumption system perpetuates a mindset of never-ending supply and demand, debt and abundance of taxation. And, the massive mall of malls exemplified the bloated bestiality of the upper class. Impotence limply smirks from the shortcomings.

“With cunning persistence, the maze of illusions perpetuate the status quo,” I amused myself. Sighing with that thought, I added, “Fascinating, how little changes.” I said to myself and scribbled a few notes in my brown leather notebook. “Opulence surrounds while materiality confounds. Yep, my old therapist used to say that was the ‘rhyme effect’, some need to do it.”

Outside the seemingly safe and secure classy sanctuary, winter chill came sooner than expected to the area known as El Rancho Grande. Known for wealth, success and the gluttony of consumerism, the outskirts of town reflect a different form of modern slavery. Regardless, the fall was coming in spurts, with some day hot and muggy, and other days, wet and windy.

Outdoors, beyond the massive ornate golden entryways, a slight drizzle washed away any remaining remnants of the fading summer. The town atmosphere possessed an intentional contrived old world charm, for a village-like fairyland that surpassed anything the nearby city could offer, or even the closest amusement park. Wealth squandered its best facade.

While I sat at a small white metal bistro table, adjacent the main inner concourse, I wanted to continue the practice of people watching. This hobby provided a source of speculation for ideas that might later develop into a writing project. An added incentive to the imaginative processes was the location of the café. For me, the proximity was like a candy shop.

Next door was the very inspiring, provocative and uniquely fashionable world-renowned lingerie shop. Inside, store personnel modeled the wares they sold other to wear. Ah, yes, that too, perhaps more than any other writing prompt, was exceptionally inspirational. As a writer, and photographer too, there was always entertainment for fascination and amusement.

With humans, the show scales a gamut from asinine, arrogant and immature to dangerously stupid, and everything in between. Anything that relished a trespass upon the boundaries of civility and enlightenment was easily trampled in the self-conceit of myriad deceptions. Oh for the hypocrisy of it all, people were an adventure in fiction and folly. Yes, no doubt my arrogance seeps through the mirror of intentional voyeurism, as projections blink in the reflection.

In a past life, prior to early retirement, certain skill sets paid good dividends in the secret world of espionage. In that mirror image, the duality often notes the flash of successful deceptions. Disguises come in all sizes, shapes canlı bahis and styles. Watching people, places and things had numerous possibilities for all manner of speculation. For the most part, around here there was plenty of con job to go around. For the most part, neither common sense nor common courtesy had meaningful expression in mutual commonality, as superficiality was everywhere.

“Morning, Mr. Lovejoy,” a soft feminine voice invited attention. There was a kind of country hint in the accent, with a down south flavor. “Having your usual coffee?”

“Well, good morning, my dear,” I responded immediately, rose from my table and gave a slight bow to the young woman. “Please join me, always delightful to see you, Rosa.” I perceived that’s what she intended, at least that was my enticement. My senses were on high alert, as I inhaled her presence. The draw of that perfume was inebriating. “May I get you something, coffee, tea, breakfast?” My inner being was so easily seduced, I relished in it.

“Oh, thank you so much,” she said delightfully, with a tone as though a trickle of a cool stream, over smoothly well-worn river rocks on a warm spring morning. “No thanks, they’re preparing my coffee up at the counter,” she answered with a sensual pout of her plump lips and a glance at her slim gold watch. “I have to open the store soon”. She sat and adjusted her lovely proportioned ass on the green padded seat, as I held her chair for her. “Thank you, such a gentleman.”

“Thank you,” I said softly while I observed the skintight stretch of her red skirt.

For a flash of an instant, I took in as many details as possible. The healthy round shape of her buttocks, the tuck of the skirt into the crease of her butt cheeks, which suggested no sign of panties. Underneath she was naked, with an olive completion that spoke exquisitely of a Mediterranean heritage. With ample aftermarket adjustment, her bosom blossomed proudly. Her jet-black hair formed a twisted bun at the back of her head and added to her sensual allure. Down the curving contours of her shapely legs, red stiletto heels complimented her sexiness.

“So, what is my favorite writer up to this morning?” She taunted with a tangy tease. For a moment, she glanced at the coffee server who delivered her morning latte. With a polite nod and a sexy smile, she said to the server, “Thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome,” the young man stuttered and stumbled back to coffee bar.

“Writing?” I pondered the answer. Then I said, “I’m writing a story about an urban vigilante.” I inched my chair closer to her. While the chair made tiny etching sounds on the polished tile, I breathed in slowly. The exotic aroma of her essence, enhanced by a wonderfully intoxicating perfume, thrilled my thoughts. “Just can’t seem to get the character down.”

“Hmm, sounds intriguing, I like it,” she bubbled and leaned into me. “Can I read a line or two?” Her dark eyes invited me into her web. I went willingly. “I love your stories.”

“Of course, my dear,” I said and proceeded to imagine her naked again.

“I like it, so he’s watching for someone at a park, right?” Rosa asked sensuously.

“Yes, he’s decided there’s a target he wants to eliminate,” I told her.

“Can’t wait to read the rest of it. Spy stuff, huh?” She paused. “You worked for the government, right?” I gave her a smile. She went on, “So, to help inspire you, wanna help me open up?” Rosa De Flowers sipped her coffee after she invited me to her lingerie store. Luscious lips moistened the rim of the coffee cup. Her salacious wink and nod acknowledged an ongoing affair between two friends who shared common interests. A clandestine meeting was always welcomed. “My staff won’t be here for another hour. You can help me inventory panties.”

“I would be honored to serve you,” I murmured with a long delighted sigh and toyed further. “You know your wish is my command, dangerous mistress of darkness.”

“You help me as well, an orgasm a day keeps the doctor away,” she whispered. “We can visit the special room if you want to. Today, what is your desire, my friend?”

“Your call,” I answered softly with an easy grin. “Tell me what you’d like.”

“Follow me and I will show you,” she purred. “We have some time to explore things. My boyfriend will be by later for lunch. Care to join us at the sushi bar?”

“Hmm, would love to, but I have an appointment later,” I said with a frown.

At a side glass door, she entered a code on a key pad. Inside the store, located on the main concourse adjacent the coffee shop, the alarm disengaged. With a gold key, she unlocked the bolt and we entered the upscale shop of endless lacy allure. As I followed her luscious presence, her curvy hips led the way. A temptress of extraordinary eroticism, I was willingly captive within her web of intrigue. Puffy ruby lips smiled the eternal invitation to exotic realms.

“Here, sweetie, my office would be nice,” she beckoned inside her lair. Behind us, she closed the door and said with a throaty tone, “Your mine now, let’s bahis siteleri enjoy the moment.” With that, she grabbed my shirt under the armpits and slammed me against the wall. “Let’s fuck.”

Like a ravenous wild cat, feral, strong and aggressive, Rosa stripped me bare. In an instant, she was the Venus de milo rising from the dark recesses of wickedly ancient myths. Nakedly untamed, she was firmly in command. The bursting carnality unleashed the passion of boiling sensuality, as she stoked the stiffened strain of amative intensity. I was so hard and ready to explode.

“Oh my god, you are a goddess beyond description,” I breathed and accepted her probing tongue and she dove hungrily into me. “Wow, you are so amazing,” I muttered foolishly.

“Baby, I’m gonna to fuck your brains out,” she said staring madly into me and puckering a wildly naughty grin, as she vice-gripped my penis. “I wanna suck you and jack you.”

“And, I, my dearest,” I moaned into her lips, “want to explore every inch you.” My fingers dug in and felt her soft warm wetness. Her fleshy vaginal acceptance sucked my fingertips to the plumpness of her clit. She panted back into me. Her hot breath in a very erotic way seem to enter me and possess my inner being beyond the conscious level. “My god you’re amazing.”

“You betcha, my love,” She sighed in a pleasurable way. “This is what gets me going.”

Easily, I fell under her control. No resistance on my part whatsoever, since I wanted her to dominate me. She was taller as I was shorter, her embrace held me against the wall with one hand, while the other pumped my penis. Jacking me like a piston encased in a cylinder, reversing her warm soft hand, forward and backward, different angles, and teasing the head, brought me to the edge. My groin tightened and I held the tension deep inside.

With taunting allure, excitement in her breaths, she probed the tip, and played with the opening. Each time her palm slid down my shaft, shivers shot through my senses. I felt weak in the knees, about to buckle and slump into the dark red carpet that surrounded us. For a moment, I thought I would lose consciousness as she worked me over. In a few seconds, she stopped and reached toward a table nearby. From there, she retrieved a small packet.

“I wanna try this new lubricant we got,” she whispered softly and bit my ear. With an excited grin, she licked her lips and opened a small cellophane container. The way she did it was enticing. With her perfect pearly teeth she tore the little envelope. “Cherry flavored.”

“Uh, wait, let me get a condom,” I muttered to her. “I try to come prepared.”

“Hmmm, sounds like a pun, I think.” She giggled. “I just want you to come, lover,” she purred with a wink. “It’s okay, I want it bareback. We’ll be fine, love. And, oh fuck, I wanna feel that load inside, all hot and slippery in my pussy. Yeah, baby, I want it deep.”

“Oh, love, I’ll cum for you, I wanna cum all over you, and…” I nearly lost my breath. “Oh my goodness, what the hell, that feels wonderful,” I murmured softly into her ear as she stooped down and rubbed my cock. “Yummy, smells good, oh wow, feeling terrific, sweetie…”

“Uh huh, I knew you’d like it, good enough to eat, like me,” she whispered. Her Latina hotness simmered with a potency that’d melt the polar ice caps. “Yeah, baby, there we go.”

She knelt, pumped me and alternately used both hands to jack my penis up and down. As hard an iron poker, stoked in her lusciously molten seduction, she held me tightly. Rosa squeezed the head, teased the tip and rubbed the opening. Smoothly, with gentle manipulations, her warm hands felt wonderfully erotic. Skillfully, she brought me to the edge.

“Oh my god, that’s close, so close,” I mumbled as the buildup intensified. “Yummy, my dearest, so fucking good, you’re a goddess of sex.” I closed my eyes and felt the shudders.

“Not yet, baby,” she whispered hotly. “You’re dripping that sweet nectar, um, it tastes so good.” She flicked the tip of her tongue over the head of my cock. For a second, I thought I’d blow cum all over her beautiful face. “No, don’t do it. Come down here and taste me.”

“Speaking of that,” I started to say, “I wanna suck on you so badly…”

I swept her up, gripped the fleshy fullness of her ass, while we kissed and probed each other with a fury. When I set her down on her desk, I licked her big protruding nipples. Large, brown and erect, surrounded by exquisitely dark aureola, I suckled as much as would fit in my mouth. Rosa whimpered wildly and held my face to her chest. In the following moment, she braced herself and let out a gasp, when I pulled her legs apart and put my head between her well-toned and sculpted thighs. My mouth found the warmth of her thick outer vaginal lips.

Wow, the sculpted lush beauty of her plump mound was a sight to behold. Smooth, dark and creamy, with an inviting depth of glistening pinkness, she opened to my hunger. Like a slick silken glove, velvety and milky, she had shaved all but a thin strip of black public bahis şirketleri hair. Her scent accentuated the luscious syrupy flesh pudding, as she squirmed and moaned. Slipping between the folds of her oozing wetness, my tongue rediscovered Rosa’s bulging hard clit. Gently, I nibbled, teased at first, and then sucked her full length into my mouth. She shrieked as though driven by a molten surge of madness. Rosa’s threw her head back and let out a squeal.

“Oh my god, fuck!” She blurted. “Yes, yes, make me come, baby!” Her fingers dug in the back of my head and pulled my face into her, as she shook and shivered. “Oh, fuck!” Rosa burst out and began to hump my face with increased tempo.

“Goddamnit, geezus, I’m cumming…”

Rocking back and forth, Rosa slammed me deeper, as though trying to pull me into her pelvis. For next few moments, she bounced up and down on the desk, massaged my face with her pussy lips, and hugged my head with her strong thighs. With each grinding groan, her muffled gasps fired my intense licking and sucking. With a deep guttural tone, she murmured excitedly.

“That’s it honey,” I whispered only to feel her shoving back down.

“Goddamnit! I’m exploding, oh hell it feels wonderful…” She screamed.

“That’s it, love, and go for it,” I urged her and between breaths kept lapping the folds of her pubic essence. My tongue went deeper inside of her and tickled the warm fleshy depths of her vagina. Her ass bounced on the desk with joyous slapping sounds. “You taste so good.”

“Eat me, suck me, lick me, baby,” she squealed and pulled my hair, as if trying to bury me inside her slippery vaginal walls. “Ooooh, damnit, that’s so good. Get that tongue up in there and lick that pussy, baby.” Wet, dripping and shuddering, Rosa came in powerful quivering successions. She rolled her head from side to side, bucked and humped intensely on my face. “Slurp it up, bitch boy, suck that clit, that’s it, baby…You’re my bitch!”

“Uh huh, you know it, love; I’m your bitch, your toy, your slave. Oh yeah, love it,” I said with a muffled breath and sucked harder. Her thick fleshy folds engulfed my face, while I dove in deeper, tugged with my teeth and slurped with my lips. “Juicy sweet, my dark mistress.”

“Oh damnit, you gotta fuck me, now,” she ordered, more like she demanded, with a voice that roared as though possessed by the carnality of hidden forces. Jerking my head up and down, forcing my face roughly between her thighs, her excitement increased. “What the hell, whew, that sent me over the edge. Oh damn,” she blurted madly and paused for a moment. “What’s your dick doing? Don’t tell me it’s getting limp. I want it stiff. Get that cock of yours on the floor now! I’m gonna ride your dick and fuck you so hard you’re gonna lose your mind.”

“Oh baby, I want it badly,” I mumbled in her fleshy folds.

She did not have to worry about my rigid attention. I was so erect I thought I burst. She knew how to get me there. Her very presence, the words and the intensity took me into another realm of my mind. An altered personality, of the many that dwell inside, emerged with a heated core. A cranking tightness twisted from balls to penis head. Bulging veins strained the stretch of skin, from groin to end of the dripping tip. My engorged dick begged for release. In the next few seconds, time ceased to exist, and only we mattered in the oozing union of our carnality. Fueled by a flooding stream of multiple orgasms, Rosa was on fire ready to explode again.

With a pleasing affectionate smile for my dear friend, I held her hands warmly, met her beautiful dark eyes, as she grinned back and flicked her pink tongue at me. Swiftly, I lifted her off the desk and admired her exquisitely curved nakedness. My fingers softly dipped into her flesh and I felt the smoldering heat of her sexual essence. In an instant, a wild banshee, sex charged and hungrily aggressive, Rosa shoved me against the wall again.

She was tough, aggressive and demanding. A powerfully dominant woman, she insisted on taking the lead. My back slapped with forceful impact against the concrete surface. With one hand, she gripped my throat, squeezed gently, and with the other hand jacked my lubed penis. Rosa teased and clutched the head as though pumping an inflatable toy.

Again, it seemed as though every fluid in my body would suddenly gush from my cock and flood the room. In the fantasy, I was in a daze, dizzy, nearly disoriented and felt as though her two fisted grip wrapped around a fire hose. Stretched by the pleasurable aches of the skin tube, bloated under the pressure of erotic agitation, I imagined Rosa’s face plastered with massive gobs of white thick sticky cum. Her intensity mounted with the inflamed passion of pure uninhibited carnality. Pumping, smacking and twisting my penis, she worked me over.

She threw her head back, laughed and squealed as if madness had struck her like a bolt of lightning. With one hand, her fingers tightened around my balls and cupped them with rough sensuality. The sack tightened and swelled, and when she shoved her tongue in my mouth, and sucked my lips, I thought I would lose consciousness. At any second, I did not know how much longer I could hold back. She expertly controlled me to the edge.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I couldn’t have been happier when you took my hand and asked, “Are you ready?” I’d been ready to leave this party from the moment we’d arrived. All those hoity-toity stuck up people, half of whom were too good even for themselves. When we got in the elevator, you pressed the button for the top floor. “What’s on the top floor?” I asked. You gave me that sultry look, which turned me to butter. “The Roof,” you answered in a voice that made my buttery self completely melt.

You swaggered across the elevator and looked longingly into my eyes. A radiant smile burst across my face, I knew that look. I knew what you had in mind for the roof. Moisture instantly started to build in my loins. I’d been wanting you all day and now knowing I would have you within moments was driving me wild.

We got to the top floor and took the stairs out onto the roof. It was a beautiful, balmy night. As I walked out to see the view, you took my hand, spun me around and kissed me. A long passionate kiss that started out with our lips matched up perfectly. Our mouths opened together and your tongue began playing with mine. Our tongues were darting around and exploring each other, feeling the warmth and moisture of each other’s mouths. Kissing you always made me weak in the knees.

We continued to kiss and gravitated toward the wall by the rooftop entrance. With my back against the wall your hands explored my body. You cupped my breasts in your hands and ran your tongue all over my neck and down my cleavage. Your fingers quickly unbuttoned my shirt buttons, bahis firmaları exposing my breasts donned in silk and lace. Your hands wantonly grabbed at my body and slid my skirt down past my hips.

Your fingers plunged into my wet pussy instantly upon sight that I was wearing no panties. Moans escaped my throat. Feeling you touch me felt so good. And on this night, on this rooftop, your touch felt better than ever. We continued to kiss as you pushed my skirt down further. It fell completely to the ground and you lifted my left leg and I wrapped it around your waist. You moved my blouse off my shoulders, and down my arms; completely removing it, letting it fall to the ground with my skirt.

There I was on the rooftop wearing only a very expensive silk and lace bra. You loved the way my breasts look in this bra so your hands couldn’t resist grabbing and massaging them. Your kissing moved from my shoulders up my neck to my lips and back down to my chest. You maneuvered my boobs out of the bra slightly, so that my nipples were exposed to you. You leaned down and flicked your tongue over the hard flesh of the nipples. Sucking, licking, kissing my breasts, one and then the other. It was driving me wild.

As you continued to stimulate my tits with your mouth, your hands found their way down my body again. One hand held my ass tightly, while the other explored my sweetly trimmed mound. Your fingers slid delicately into the wet, warm folds of my pussy. Reaching in further, you inserted your middle finger into my hot cunt. My kaçak iddaa breathing was so heavy from the excitement and my groans became louder and louder. To feel your hands on me, inside me; to feel your mouth on me – was all too much. I began to get dizzy from excitement. I unbuttoned your pants, undid the zipper and reached desperately for your stiff cock. I could see you had become enlarged and I was dying to feel the heat of your hard dick. I wanted to feel you inside me. But you moved your hips back, so I couldn’t reach you. “Just wait, I want to make you cum first,” you told me. I was already dripping wet and the way you were rubbing my clit was bringing me so close to the edge.

Then you lowered yourself to your knees and had me raise my leg and place it over your shoulder. As soon as I felt your warm breath near my pussy, I began to shiver. I was already so turned on by this whole experience, and I wasn’t sure how much of your talented tongue I could take. You touched my fleshy lips and spread them apart. You began to lap at my clit, long slow licks that drove me wild. My moaning and groaning had become quite loud at this point, because the ecstasy you were creating was so intense.

I flung my head back and looked at the starry sky. I had reached down and was running my fingers through your hair and massaging your head as you continued to work my pussy with your skillful tongue. You slipped a finger into my hole and began massaging and stimulating me further as you continued to lick, suck, and nibble on my clit. You licked kaçak bahis me all over and slid your tongue as deep as you could into my pussy. You continued to lick and rub and lick and rub and my whole body began to tense with pre-orgasmic excitement. My moans turned to words as I repeated your name over and over.

You had found just the right rhythm and motion. You were bringing me higher and higher. I couldn’t even believe how absolutely amazing this was feeling. I had closed my eyes for a few moments to concentrate on the most incredible feelings you were invoking in my loins, the incredible feeling that you were invoking throughout my entire body. The height of pleasure came and I begged the heavens to let it last forever. My pussy began to throb and pulse with orgasm and my entire body reacted as well.

You were so pleased with the intensity of the orgasm you had just given me. You quickly stood up, still holding onto my leg, and with one motion freed your raging hard-on from your pants and plunged it deep into my pussy. My orgasm immediately began again. You pumped your hips toward mine and thrust your hard meat deeper and deeper into my throbbing hole. The intensity of it grew and grew and you fucked me harder and harder.

At this point you had begun moaning very loudly and I was screaming out in ecstasy. You held me tightly, pressing my partially exposed mammaries against your chest. You bit into my neck and your body stiffened. The passion of our encounter had become so great that you couldn’t hold back any longer. Your cock exploded with its juices while you continued to pound and throb inside me. This was definitely one of the best orgasms we’d both had in a long time. Maybe coming to this party wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

All of the characters in this story were over eighteen when it happened.

I had been at college for a year when I went home for weekend and my buddy Stan told me about his girlfriend, Kara. Kara was going to the same large state university I was. He kept telling me I ought to go see her. It was a little creepy how willing he was for me to fuck her. I had only met her once a year before. I had a small part in the town summer theater production and Stan brought her backstage to meet me. I only remember that she was tall, had a big rack and wanted to be an actress. But he made me promise to go see her and I did.

I was walking back from a class all the way across campus when I remembered that I had an open invitation to go see Kara. I felt like a jerk, but I went into the all-female dorm and found her room. The door was ajar. Knocking, it opened. And there was Kara in a danskin doing dancer’s exercises. I apologized for barging in unannounced, but she was very friendly and eagerly made conversation while continuing her vigorous bending and stretching. I did not hide the fact that I was looking at her body as she moved. Kara just missed being a total knockout. She was tall, maybe 5’9″, and built. She had big 36d’s and a nice tapered waist and a nice tight ass with toned legs. She wasn’t the prettiest girl I had ever seen, but she was clearly interested in me and I was interested in her body, particularly those big tits. Stan had told me she was into sex. He had described fucking her in a shower. He said she never got enough.

I considered making some kind of move right then, but it was Friday afternoon and there were parties that night. I invited her to our dorm’s cocktail party and she invited me to their ‘wacky hat’ party. No thanks. I honestly forgot about her almost right away. The dorm cocktail party was about getting all dressed up and trying to get the girls as drunk as possible and getting laid.

It was around ten when the mixers ran out the guys and gals who hadn’t paired off by then probably weren’t going to, so they were just drinking the booze. Then Kara walked in. I was in my suit. Pretty drunk, but at that age I could hold my booze. She was in a clown outfit. Yes, a clown outfit. A big, billowy outfit with funny shoes and socks and a derby hat with a flower coming out the top. And a painted face. I couldn’t hide my amusement, or how glad I was to see her. Apparently, being a clown was some offshoot of her wanting to be an actress. It was loud in the party and I offered Kara drinks upstairs.

A joint and some beer later, I was awkwardly trying to work my hand around one of Kara’s big tits in the danskin she wore under the clown suit. She calmly suggested we get naked. I watched as she peeled off her clothes. She had an amazing body, tight and firm. And those big, full tits. I pounced on them, sucking and kneading them. She was pretty passive, but seemed to be having a good time. I felt a little guilty about not having any emotional attachment to her, so I wanted to impress her as a lover at least. So I went down on her, knowing my other girlfriends had always complimented my oral talents.

I approached the small tuft of dark canlı bahis pubic hair against her ivory skin. I warmed her with my breath and then parted her legs and nuzzled in against her pussy. I could smell it and I wanted to taste it. My tongue traced her slit, where her dainty lips came together. I was waiting for a sigh from her, some indication of her pleasure, but none came. I looked up and she was crying. Between sobs she told me it was Stan’s birthday, which just seemed creepy and weird. I offered to take her home, but she refused. She wanted to call Stan. I gave her the phone. Listening to her half of the conversation was surreal. She wished him a happy birthday and chatted as if she were not naked in my bed next to me, also naked, with the taste of her snatch on my lips. Then she handed me the phone!

“Hey, how is she? Good, eh? Fuck her good, man.” Stan was egging me on. I didn’t know what to think or say. I just said ok and gave her back the phone. She told him goodbye and then lay back as if to give me the ok to eat her pussy. So I did.

It’s always exciting to eat a strange cunt. Hers was small and tight. She was really wet inside too. Her clit was tiny and not too sensitive. I was finally sucking right on it when she sighed and came. I was ready to fuck now. Stan had told me she was up for anything and now we had his fucking blessing. My head was spinning with possibilities. Kara put an end to that.

“Come on. Finish now,” she said flatly. And she just laid there. And I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt angry and used. I looked down at her and spit in her face. She recoiled.

“Finish? No. Not yet, Kara. Just because you got your little orgasm doesn’t mean we are through just yet. Stan told me you were such a hot piece of tail. He told me he fucked you standing up in the shower. Told me you talked dirty to him while he jacked off on the phone. How good you were at it. Of course, you are an actress, right? Or is it a clown now? What the fuck is that?”

Kara started to answer. I shoved my hand in her face and wiped the spit around.

“If you say anything it better be some hot, sex talk, bitch. This is a big night for me. I chipped in for the booze, bought that weed we smoked, and put up with whatever weird shit you and Stan are into. So now you do what I say. And if you say anything it better make my cock harder, or I will show you the dark side of kinky.” And with that I gave one of her massive tits a hard tweak and twist. She hadn’t responded too much to my gentle sucking and caresses earlier. Some big tit bitches don’t have sensitive jugs. But they all feel pain.

“You liked it when I ate your cunt, Kara?”

“I came,” she answered.

“Yes, but it did take a while. Maybe I should have warmed you up a bit more first. On all fours like a bitch, Kara. Now.”

She looked at me for just a second before rolling over and presenting her finely sculpted ass to me. I have never been an ‘ass man’, but Kara’s dance training had given her tightly toned legs and two of the roundest, most perfect little buttcheeks you can imagine. She was nearly hairless naturally. The wisps that lined her mound were like silk. I ran bahis siteleri my hands over her ass. It was soft, but so firm. Pliable. I ran my thumb over her rosebud asshole. She quivered. I palmed her mound and rubbed the heel of my hand into her pubic bone, grinding her clit a little. She responded with a deep breath. I began to slap her pussy.

The first slap was hard. Kara shuddered. Then a series of sharp slaps to her outer lips and all over her pussy assaulted her delicate flesh. She had not been expecting the shock. I wanted her to cry. I kept slapping her pussy and then gave her thighs a few loud slaps. She was grunting quietly with each blow. I wonder if she thought it was nearly over? I reached under her and slapped her hanging tits. She let out a cry and twisted away, her first effort to evade my hand.

“Don’t move, Kara. Or you will have to be restrained.” Her moaning subsided.

“Present your tits for their punishment, Kara.”

Kara paused a moment and then arched her back and presented her spectacular body to me without reservation. I slapped and spanked her tits as hard as I dared. Whenever Kara cried out, I would grab a nipple and twist it and shake the pendant jug violently. She began to accept the treatment quietly.

I ran my hands over Kara. She felt warmer. Her pussy was reddish-pink and her mound was noticeably swollen as were her aureole and nipples, which had become very pronounced against the pale pink of her big tits.

“Now tell me, Kara. You are just a whore, aren’t you?”

“I am a whore. I love cock. I’m not the prettiest girl in town, but I got a body and these tits get me what I want. Like you. Stan wanted me to fuck you, so I did. But I was going to get some cock tonight.”

“Call Stan back.” Kara didn’t hesitate. “Tell him what you are doing to me.” As she dialed I positioned myself near her so she could suck my cock.

“Stan? It’s me. Yes, I’m still with him. I’m sucking his cock.” She slurped into the phone. “Yes, he wanted you to hear. He wants to talk to you while I blow you.”

I waved my hand. I didn’t want to talk to him. I grabbed her head thrust my hips hard, shoving my cock down Kara’s throat. I could feel the back of her throat pulsate as she gagged. I ripped my cock out all at once. It was coated with her clear throat-slime. Kara gasped a breath and I fucked my cock back down her gullet. The sound of her gagging and of the wind being pumped into her as I shoved in and out was insane. I didn’t want to nut just yet, so I pulled out and slapped Kara’s not-too-pretty face with my slimy cock. Tears were streaming down her face and drool was trailing from both corners of her mouth, leaving strands of thick spittle criss-crossing her aching tits.

“Sta-aaa-aaan,” Kara cried haltingly into the phone. “He’s hurting me. He’s….he’s…”

“Throatfucking? Is that the word you’re searching for, cumwhore?” I called into the phone.

I jammed my cock down Kara’s throat and thrust deep and slow. I felt her gag and a rush of vomit flooded out of her mouth. I pulled out so she could clear her mouth. I pushed her onto her side and moved down to left her top leg up so I could fuck bahis şirketleri her. Kara still held onto the phone. She was gurgling and crying. I could hear Stan talking to her, but I couldn’t hear what he was saying.

I stabbed my cock balls deep into Kara’s cunt. I pulled it all the way out and repeated that a number of times. I reached down to knead Kara’s big tits. I loved the way they shook when I slammed into her. Big sloshing milkjugs. It felt good to fuck her. She was made for fucking. A good size, tight pussy, she wasn’t a china doll either. Kara didn’t mind a little rough stuff. In fact she was enjoying this a bit too much.

“What was it you said to me when I put my cock in your hole before? Oh yes. ‘Finish now.’ That was it. Hey, tell Stan how my cock feels in your fuckhole.”

“Stan, his cock is pumping me hard. My pussy. Yes, it does. About the same as yours. Maybe a little bigger. Thicker.”

“Hear that, Stan? My cock is bigger than yours. I’m opening your whore’s cunt up like you never have,” I taunted him. “Now tell him what I’m doing.”

I rubbed some of Kara’s cuntjuice on her asshole and shoved my thumb all the way up it. I could feel my cock pumping away in her cunt through that membrane. She cried out like a siren.

“My asshole. No. Please, no. Stan, please tell him no. I wouldn’t let you do it, Stan. I won’t do it, no, please, no.”

“Too late to say no, bitch.” And I pulled out of her cunt and shoved deeply into her anus.

Kara shrieked into the phone. She was crying like a stuck pig. I was thinking about the smug passive look on her face when she told me to finish up. Fuck her and fuck Stan and whatever little fucking mind game they are into. I am into getting my cock wet. And dirty.

As I pumped my cock in short, slow strokes up Kara’s poop chute, she began to respond. I would reach down and roughly grab her tits as I shove my length in her dirty hole. I caught her almost smiling through her sobbing and moaning.

“Tell Stan what you are, Kara.” She only paused a moment.

“I’m a fuckwhore, Stan.”

“Tell him, what you like me to do to you.”

“I like to get assfucked by your friend’s cock. It’s bigger than yours.”

“I can feel my nut coming, fuckwhore. I want to come down your throat so you gag on my wad and the taste of your shit.”

Kara positioned herself to accept my nasty cock, ready to pop. I shoved my length down her throat and held her head tightly as she choked and gasped. Then I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me and I felt thick jets of cum blast into Kara’s mouth. I could hear her gagging and slurping. She was taking a huge load. When I finished pumping out my cumwad, I pulled my cock from Kara’s suckling lips. She looked incredible. She was sweating, crying, gasping for air, and clearly dazed.

“Now tell him I’m kicking your ass out and going back down to the party to find a fucking lady, not an ugly fucking sperm-pig clown. And tell him I thought you were a fucking lousy fuck. But that it felt good ripping up your virgin asshole. And tell him he’ll taste my fucking cum every time he kisses you from now on.”

I threw her clothes at her as Kara repeated what I had told her. I took the phone from her and hung it up. She got dressed quickly and paused at the door. I was waiting for something. I wasn’t sure what.

“Can I see you again?” she asked quietly, looking down.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

I awoke the next morning to Marilia stroking my semi-erect cock. Wanting to see what she had in mind, I pretended to still be asleep. It only took a moment of her gentle attention to bring me to full hardness. After a couple more strokes for good measure, she straddled my cock between her gorgeous tits, pressed them firmly together and began sliding up and down the length of my erection. The feel of the warm, soft skin of her firm tits surrounding and sliding along my shaft was amazing. Still believing me to be asleep, she gently toyed with me, and through barely cracked eyelids, I watched her. Her mouth was set in a wide grin and she was watching my cock as she poked it up through her ample cleavage, slid them up until I nearly slipped out, then slowly slipped me back up and out, nearly to her chin. I lay there enjoying this for a couple of minutes before opening my eyes and smiling at her.

“Good morning, gorgeous,” I said, admiring the sight of my cock between her perfect breasts. “This is definitely a pleasant sensation to wake up to… the view can’t be beat, either.”

She released her tits and moved up to kiss me. “I’m sorry… I was going to let you sleep, but I was horny and my fingers just weren’t doing the trick.”

“That’s fine… Besides, I wouldn’t want to miss a chance to help satisfy a goddess like you.”

Marilia giggled as she sat up and guided my cock between her wet, swollen lips. She slid down onto me and began riding slowly. I cupped my hands around her luscious tits and circled her dark nipples with my thumbs, feeling them harden under my touch. “Are all the girls from Brazil as beautiful as you?” I asked playfully.

She giggled sweetly. “You already got into my pants last night, and I’m naked and on top of you right now. I don’t think bahis firmaları you need any pickup lines.”

“I was serious!” I told her, feigning irritation as she kept a steady, slow pace on top of my cock. “If there is another Brazilian girl as good looking as you, I wanted to have a threesome.” I gave her my cheesiest grin and she laughed, shaking her head at me.

“You men… You hardly know what to do with one woman, let alone two.”

“I could handle it!” I continued. She gave me an ‘Oh, really?’ look and squeezed her legs together, grinding my cock with short, quick movements of her hips. She leaned back and quickly brought me to the brink of what I knew would have been an explosive orgasm barely thirty seconds later.

“See?” she said, smiling. “One woman can make you barely last longer than if it was your first time. What would you do with two?”

“I would figure out something,” I told her as I lay there, trying not to blow my load yet. I pulled her towards me and we kissed passionately while I waited for the feeling to subside, my cock wanting to release inside her tight, warm pussy. Our tongues danced in and out of each other’s mouth as I ran my hand through her long, silky hair. When I felt I was safe again, I told her to turn around and ride me backwards.

She agreed and soon her ass was bouncing lightly off of my hips, her rhythm a little faster than before. She leaned forward and shifted slightly so that the head of my cock rubbed that sensitive spot on its way by. She was moaning softly as I grasped and squeezed her ass cheeks in my hands. I gave her cheek a small, firm slap and caressed over and around each one as she rode me. I watched her move her hips forward, my cock nearly exiting her pussy, then slide back down along it, quickly burying kaçak iddaa it again. After a while her moans became more forceful as she greatly shortened the movement of her hips and focused on rubbing the head of my cock against one small area inside of her.

As I watched her ass move quickly forward and back, I slapped one cheek gently, then a little harder. “Mmmmm… do that again,” she told me. I smacked it again, her firm ass jiggling lightly under my hand.

“Don’t stop…” she whispered. She slowed down and started grinding more firmly, building the sensation deep inside her. Her moans became long and deep. She slid a hand down and played with her clit, heightening her pleasure. I felt the first, short tightening of the walls of her pussy as she neared orgasm, then she stopped for a brief second to let the feeling subside. I gently shifted my hips a bit, teasing her with my cock. She moaned softly and I felt her muscles clench.

“Hold still…” she whispered. “I want to make this last.”

After a few seconds she started again, slowly rubbing my cock along her most tender area, her finger still slowly stimulating her clit. She slowly increased her pace and then stopped again, pausing for a couple of seconds. Again she started, slightly faster this time, her wet pussy maddeningly teasing the head of my cock. Soon she paused, letting the sensation subside.

She started again, faster, harder, and even sooner came the pause. Soon she was giving only one or two thrusts before I felt the tell-tale twitches inside her and she would stop, right on the brink. I knew she was using all of her willpower not to give in and ride me like her body was screaming for her to do…. Not just yet, anyway.

I was enjoying this now slow, drawn out dance with her warm, wet pussy kaçak bahis as my cock tingled with pleasure. As good as it felt, I was still a ways away from cumming.

Marilia kept moving in short, shallow strokes as she maintained herself right on the verge. She took one quick, short breath at each dip of her hips, the feeling of pleasure slowly spreading from her groin, up her belly and down into her legs.

Remembering what she said the night before about hoping I would put it in her ass, I ran my thumb up the inside edge of her cheek to the puckered spot at the top. I ran my thumb slowly, firmly around the edge of her tightly clenched hole and then thrust it inside her.

That was all she needed to send her over the edge.

She screamed out loud and drove her hips down, burying my cock deep in her pussy as it clenched hard around me. Her entire body stiffened while the cunt-crunching orgasm coursed through her, and I felt her warm juices gushing over my balls, stomach, and thighs.

Marilia howled/moaned for a full ten seconds before she fell silent, eyes clenched shut, her mouth in a gaping ‘O’. Spasms continued to wrack her body for nearly a minute as she gave short, jerky movements on top of me.

Finally her orgasm ended and she pulled herself off of my still hard cock, exhausted from her ordeal. “I haven’t done that in a very long time,” she told me as she lay back down next to me. “Your finger on my butt there at the end… that was good… really good… thank you.”

I kissed her as she started to drift off to sleep, deciding I would wait until later to get mine.

“I need to figure out how to do that for you …” Marilia said. “When I wake up again…” she lifted her head and looked over at the clock next to the bed, “… say 7:30… I want you to get off… and we’ll make it a good one. Then we are going to talk to Sandy at breakfast… She isn’t Brazilian, but after how good I feel, you deserve your threesome, big boy.”

I liked the sound of that.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

For months Jodi had been meaning to get the builders in to re-do her kitchen. It was a state. The cupboard doors were hanging off their hinges, the surfaces cracked and dated. She had never bothered to redecorate the kitchen, making do with a clean one rather than a fashionable one. But now it had grown too much, seeing the mess everyday. So she had resolved to make it as presentable as possible.

She was 19, and after her father died and left her most of his estate, she had no need to work. She did however, more to escape the boredom rather than to make a living. So Jodi hired some men to do the work. She wasn’t especially handy herself, and seeing as she had the money, she didn’t see what was wrong with it. Although Jodi was wealthy, she wasn’t frivolous. Sure, she has a good time, but she knew this money wouldn’t last forever.

So when the workmen arrived, on time and seemingly equipped to do the work she asked of them, she had no reservations about the sum they asked of her on completion of the job. Money well spent she thought to herself.

Jodi soon got used to the presence of the workmen, and went about her daily business while they did theirs. On the fourth day since Jodi hired them, they arrived just as Jodi was stepping out of the shower. She quickly wrapped a towel around herself and answered the door. Jodi was greeted by a sight not unwelcome to her.

He introduced himself as Jack, and said that he was the carpenter and would be fitting her cupboards. Jodi couldn’t help notice the way his dark hair fell into his clear grey eyes and the lopsided smile that he wore. As Jodi’s eyes travelled over his sculpted body hidden beneath a dusty flannel shirt, torn jeans and work boots, his eyes travelled over her soft petit frame and the curves that her towel hid. His eyes were drawn to the droplets of water her hair had left on her chest. He gazed at them there, lost in his thoughts until he was brought back to earth by Jodi waving her hand in front of his eyes.

“Hellooooooooooo! Anybody there?” As he shook himself and smiled that lopsided grin, she said “You were miles away there”. Yeah, I Guess I was sorry about that, late night” He replied. Jodi laughed and said “Well just make sure it doesn’t affect you work” she teased. And with that she turned and walked back to her bedroom, leaving him calling assurances after her.

For the next week, Jack was in and out of her apartment Each time he arrived, he was thrown into a frenzy of lust he kept under control. Everything about her made him want her even more. The way she walked, the way she ran a hand through her hair, the way she flicked her eyes away from his shyly every now and again and the way that she always seemed to be in cheerful mood, around him anyway. Little did he know, the young brunette who had been visiting his night time fantasies had also been fantasying about him.

Each night since she has first met bahis firmaları him, Jodi had lay in her bed, unable to sleep thanks to the images of Jack that were circulating through her mind. At first she tried to block these thoughts, thinking that he would probably be no good for her, a player, but the more she thought about this, the harder the thoughts were to shift.

Eventually, she gave in and let her mind wander the possibilities of an encounter with such a man. He was unusual to her, not like anybody she had ever met before. On the surface, she thought he was exactly what he seemed. A player, someone who trifled with girls hearts and wouldn’t be one for romance. But beneath that, maybe it was those clear grey eyes that hinted at it, beneath the swagger and bravado, she sensed someone who had his own code of morals, and never wavered from them, someone strong and protective.

It was both of these sides to his personality that intrigued Jodi. She longed for excitement but at the same time, she wanted security . Not to mention that she yearned to bite into his toned, broad shoulders in a moment of passion….and that was what her mind drifted to when she was alone in bed, and her hands were wandering.

The day that both of their fantasy’s were brought to life, was no different than the others that they had spent in each others presence. Him working hard in her kitchen, she at her desk. Jack had just finished up, and stepped back to admire his handiwork. He smiled to himself, and walked to her study to tell her he would be leaving and that he hoped she enjoyed the finished product.

Meanwhile, Jodi has gotten bored of the work she was meant to be doing, and had found herself surfing the internet absently, her mind filled with fantasies about Jack. Her hand had begun caressing her breasts, drawing small circles over the vest she wore. She found herself browsing porn sites, looking for something to quench her desire. After 10 unsuccessful minutes of surfing, she leant back in her chair and thought of Jack.

Soon her pussy was making itself known, throbbing dully, making her squirm in her seat. Jodi lifted the skirt that she wore over her hips and gently rubbed her clit, making circles around it. A damp patch had formed on the thong that she wore, so she pushed in down her legs and let it lie on the floor.

Her fingers slithered to her entrance, dipping in and out, driving her to the brink. With one hand clasped to her breast, massaging her sensitive nipples, she began franticly rubbing her clit.

She thought of Jack inside her, thrusting while he held her tightly. She thought of his guttural moans as she swallowed his hard cock. A hundred images flashes before her tightly shut eyes and she couldn’t help but moan out loud.

“Ohhhh….Jack…..” She breathed as her back arched and thought of the dusty workman she yearned after. Jodi shuddered as her orgasm hit kaçak iddaa her, forcing her to bite her lip. She didn’t want to be heard.

As Jodi lay exhausted, she felt a presence in the room behind her. She looked back, and there in the doorway was Jack, sporting that lazy grin of his and a hard on in his pants.

“What…how…!” Jodi sputtered as she adjusted her skirt to cover her modesty. “How long have you been standing there!?” she said, her voice tinged with panic and anger. “Long enough..” he said, still wearing that lopsided smile and his eyes full of mischief. “I came to tell you I was done in the kitchen, but it looks like I’ve got some more work to do here….”

He strode over to her and pulled her standing. He wasted no time in romantic small talk, but leant in towards her and guided her mouth to his with the hand that was resting on her neck. He kissed her, softly at first, but his passion could not be constrained. Their tongues danced, and he could feel her soft breasts mash into his chest as he held her to him.

Eventually, she stepped away from him, all the while, holding his gaze. She pulled her shirt over her head and unclasped the black lace bra that confined her 34 C breasts. She flung her bra to the floor and stepped out of her skirt. She stood before him, wearing only the cotton thong she put on that morning.

She stepped towards him, her hands running over his toned chest. Slowly, she undid the buttons of his shirt which he let drop to the floor. Her mouth found his neck and she kissed lightly down it, to his stomach. He bent his head back, eyes closed as her moist lips found the edge of his jeans. She undid them quickly and reached into his underwear, allowing her to see his straining cock for the first time.

Jodi smiled as she got to her knee’s. If there was one thing she loved to do, it was sucking cock. She tentatively licked the head of his dick, which stood, at full mast to be seven inches, maybe eight if she guessed right. It was thicker than she had ever seen and smooth despite its hardness. As Jodi caressed his cock, Jack couldn’t believe his luck. All the fantasises he had pumped his cock to wildly while alone, were coming true.

Jodi continued to lick the end of him, her tongue swirling and dancing over the most sensitive part of him, while her hand cupped his balls. Jodi drew back, and wet her lips with her tongue, gazing up at Jack as she did so. She slowly moved her head over the end of his cock and all the way to where the dark curls of his pubes reached. She inhaled his scent and moved back up slowly, swirling and flicking her tongue as she did. She watched him, gauging his reaction, with a fervour that showed just how much she loved to do it. Jack put her hand on her head and she looked up at him questioningly. “I’m close.” He said. “I don’t wanna finish like this.”

He pulled her close to him and she could feel the beat of kaçak bahis his heart beneath his damp chest. She embraced him, her breasts heaving. She felt the rivets of sweat that ran down his back as she dug her fingers in, dizzy with lust They kissed savagely, growing dizzier by the moment, their tongues dancing and their lips locked passionately. As soon as the embrace had started it was over. He swung her round and bent her over the desk. With one hand on her back, keeping her from rising, he used his free hand to push down his jeans and shrugged them silently to the floor.

She bent naked, quivering with lust, feeling exposed as he surveyed her long smooth legs and perfectly rounded ass. She gasped as his fingers traced the outside of her pussy, shivering with anticipation. He spread her fragrant wetness to her clit and gently circled her most sensitive spot. Jodi squirmed beneath his forceful hand, begging him not to stop, pleading for more.

“Holy shit, that’s it….” she breathed. “Oh god, don’t stop….please…don’t stop….” As soon as Jodi uttered had the words, Jack withdrew his hand from her smooth, shaved slit.

Instead, he moved it slowly up her ass cheek, tracing the contours of her body with his fingertips. He moved along her spine and out, admiring her tiny waist, causing her to forget the urgency of her passion mere moments before. He was teasing her. Her soft white flesh rose in Goosebumps as his fingers found her breast. He tickled the side, never touching her nipples, causing them to ache against the hard surface of the desk

“Please… just fuck me…I need you inside me…” Jodi groaned, griping the edges of the table beneath her.

He bent over her, his throbbing cock resting lightly between the cheeks of her ass. He pressed into her back and breathed in the scent of her sweat. Slowly he ground his cock between her ass cheeks as she writhed beneath him.

His stubble brushed her neck as his tongue darted for her ear. Jodi quaked beneath him, lost in the primitive lust that had taken her over. He drew his hips back and nestled his cock at the entrance of the pussy he had waited for so long to have.

He pushed into her, grunting as he did so, his grip on her hips tightening. He bent over and kissed her naked white shoulders. Jack straightened up and slowly withdrew his whole length from her velvet warmth. He plunged back in suddenly, causing Jodi to gasp in pleasure and pain. He was far larger than any man she had slept with before. He carried on in this rhythm as Jodi drew closer and closer to climax. Her moans bounced off the walls of the room

“I’m cumming…oh Christ I’m cumming….” Jodi gasped, curling her toes and grasping the hard wood beneath her.

Jack let go of any restraint he had to begin with, thrusting into her with abandon. He felt Jodi’s pussy muscles contract as she came, causing his balls to tighten. He grunted as he splashed the walls of her pussy with his hot seed and finally collapsed beside her.

As they both lay on the wooden desk breathing hard, both unable to move, He turned to Jodi and said “So, what are you doing tonight?

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

What is my deal? What is going on? I talk to hundreds of employees every day without issue. Why is it that when I see you, I get nervous? I can feel myself fidgeting, but I can’t seem to stop it. Come on girl, you’ve got this, he’s just another employee, I think to myself.

You walk into my office to say hi like usual. We have a bit of idle chit chat while I do a little filing. I turn quickly and see you abruptly lift your eyes to mine. Were you just checking out my ass? I wonder. This is so wrong. I shouldn’t think like that or even wonder. Who cares if he’s hot? I must maintain my professionalism.

As we continue to talk, I bend down to put another file away and flinch. You notice it and ask me what’s wrong. I play it off like it’s no big deal, it’s just a knot in my shoulder that’s giving me fits. You ask me where and I point to it. You get very close to me and the spot. It feels good and your close proximity makes my heartbeat faster. You slowly work your hands from my shoulder to up to my neck. You have strong hands and catch myself imagining your touch other places.

“Am I hurting you?” you ask.

“No, not at all. It feels really good. You can press a little harder if you’d like.” I respond.

You push down a little bit more and can’t help the quiet moan that slips out. It feels wonderful. You rub for a few more minutes and then pat my back and step away.

“Thank you, that’s much better.” I say with a blushing smile.

“You’re welcome. I better get back to work. See you later,” you reply.

“Have fun, see ya,” I respond.

I feel completely exposed as you walk out the door with a smirk on your face. Somehow, I know you illegal bahis noticed every quirk I exhibited. I’m feeling like a fan girl, this is not like me. I give myself a quick mental slap and get back to work.

A little after 4:30, I look up from my computer and see you standing in my doorway.

“Hey. What’s up?” I ask.

“Are you about to leave for the day?” you ask.

“No, I’ll probably stay a little while longer. Why? What’s going on?” I respond.

“Do you mind if I shut the door? It’s a confidential issue.” you ask.

“Sure, go ahead,” I reply.

You close the door quickly. I immediately start internally running through possible issues that could warrant such a conversation. I watch you stand there quietly for a few seconds. You have my undivided attention. You’re staring at me intently, but I can’t figure out what it means. I feel almost vulnerable in your gaze. I glance down quickly, trying to keep my mind on the topic at hand.

“So, what’s going on?” I ask.

You stride toward me. I try to figure out what you’re doing as you come closer, but I don’t back away. When you reach me, you lean down and kiss me hard. I’m frozen in shock. This can’t be real. I feel your tongue swipe over my bottom lip, jolting me back into the moment. Heat flashes through my body as I open for you. You feel my response and immediately delve deeper. You devour my mouth. You suck on my bottom lip and gently bite it, using your tongue to ease the sting. I moan at the different sensations. Your hands are everywhere. Grabbing, touching, exploring my body. Every stroke and touch heighten my arousal.

You grab the bottom of my dress and whisk it over illegal bahis siteleri my head. You stare at me for mere moments before reaching behind me, unclasping my bra, and tossing it aside. Once my breasts are freed, you immediately palm and lick them. You gently bite my nipple, causing me to gasp in pleasure. You continue to examine every inch of me with your hands, lips, tongue, and teeth.

I have to touch you too. I reach down and feel your hard length through your scrubs, giving it a few strokes. You quickly grab the waist, drop your pants, and lean against my desk. I watch as your cock pops free. I’m mesmerized and slowly kneel. I lick a drop of pre-cum off the head. You throb at my touch and I lightly moan, tasting you.

You grab my hair and bring me toward you forcefully. Arousal crashes through me at being manhandled and knowing how much you crave my touch, my mouth. I open wide as you thrust into me. A groan falls from your mouth as your eyes close in pleasure. I watch you as I suck deeply, observing to see what you enjoy. I pull off slowly, sucking the entire way until you pop free. I flick my tongue against the underside of the head, causing you to shake. You look down at me, watching my every move. Even though you’re in charge, I feel powerful. I revel in give you pleasure.

Soon, you grab my head and plunge deep again. This time you continue at your pace. I let you do what you wish with me. You fuck my mouth progressively faster and harder. Your head is cutting off my air supply. I use my tongue to help bring you pleasure. I can no longer provide suction with each thrust. You’re going too fast. Tears spring to my eyes as I try canlı bahis siteleri to breathe around you. You groan as you take what you need from me. I glance up, your eyes are on me, missing nothing. You lunge in and hold me still as your cock pulses and explodes down my throat. I swallow as fast as possible, trying to catch every drop.

Once you begin to settle, I suck softly a few times before letting you go. You reach down and help me stand up. You kiss me softly and slowly remove my panties. You turn and set me on top of the desk. You lean forward and suckle at my breasts before slowly kissing lower. You push my legs further apart and I lie back. You softly kiss and lick my bare mound before flicking your tongue against my clit repeatedly. You suck my clit before diving in for a taste. You lick and suck me like a starving man. Holy hell you’re good at that, I think. It’s not long before I’m quivering with need. My orgasm is so close, but I can’t seem to reach it.

All of a sudden, you gently bite down on inner thigh. The slight sting adds a new dimension to the pleasure and hurls me into the abyss. My orgasm crashes through me with vigor, leaving me satiated. You lick up the evidence of my orgasm as I calm down. I sit back up and we kiss. I can taste me on you and it’s somehow very erotic. We slowly get dressed again and try to fix our clothing to be work appropriate again. You gently kiss me again.

With a quick, “I have to get back to work. We’ll talk tomorrow,” you’re out the door and back to work.

I sit down in my chair (I don’t think my legs can hold me up yet) and think about what has occurred. On one hand, it was fantastic, and I can’t wait to do it again! On the other, holy shit I’m going to get fired! I just screwed in my office during work! I don’t think he’ll tell anyone but what the fuck is wrong with me!!! That was not a good choice! But Oh, My it was perfect!

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Just another Saturday night and like most young, unattached males, I was wandering the honkytonks and bars in search of a one-night stand. As the evening wore on it was beginning to appear as if Lady Luck had once again abandoned me.

“Fickle Bitch,” I murmured under my breath as I stood at the bar.

“Excuse me?” A soft voice said behind me.

“Huh?” I said as I turned around to face her.

“Who’s a fickle bitch?” She inquired.

“Oh, sorry. I wasn’t referring to anyone in particular. I was just contemplating my current situation and how it seemed that Lady Luck had deserted me.”

“Oh, I see,” she said as she brought her drink to her lips.

She was boldly scrutinizing me over the rim of her glass, so I responded in kind.

She appeared to be in her early twenties. Her frosted blond hair was coiffed in that carefully contrived, freshly fucked look that was vogue several years ago. Her dark brown eyes reflected the red glow from the lights behind the bar, her pupils expanding slowly. I took that as a sign of interest so I boldly continued my perusal.

The rounded mounds of her full breasts seemed to rise up to greet me from the low cut bodice of her dress. My eyes lingered on the soft flesh, imagination wandering. Finally, my gaze moved lower, past her narrow waist and around the fullness of her hips to the long tapered legs, the majority of which were exposed below the very short hem.

“Impressive,” I heard her mutter.

“Yeah, I agree,” was my immediate yet unthinking response.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” I asked as I suddenly realized that there had been a verbal exchange.

“I said I’m impressed,”

“With?” I inquired.

“Let’s not beat around the bush,” she blurted as she leaned around me to set her empty glass on the bar. “My luck has been no better than yours tonight. Why don’t you come home with me and we can compare notes and see what went wrong?”

Now I’ve met some pretty forward women in my day, and after twenty-eight years, my day is not a real short one, but I have never been so boldly propositioned. Frankly, it was a bit unnerving, but exciting as well.

“Works for me, darlin’. Don’t you want to know my name first?”

“We’ll get to that later. Let’s just get out of this noisy place before my head splits open,” she replied.

She grasped my hand with both of hers and then extricated the drink from my reluctant fingers, setting it on the bar alongside the other one. She turned and without relinquishing her grip, started for the door, towing me along behind.

“Leave your car here, we’ll take mine,” she said as we made our way across the dimly lit parking lot.

The conversation was minimal, not much more than an exchange of names during the short, yet tortuous drive through unlit back roads. I learned her name was Lucy and little else.

“Where the hell are we?” I asked as she pulled up into a darkened driveway.

“Does it matter?” she replied as she opened the door and stepped out into the night.

“Guess not,” I muttered as I followed her swinging hips up the walkway and through the opened door.

Stepping into the room, I briefly appraised my surroundings as she flicked on a table lamp.

It was a small two-bedroom duplex apartment. On the opposite wall from where I stood was a small dining area that led into a tiny kitchen. The floor plan was a split bedroom design with a bedroom on either side of the living room. Both doors were open to darkened interiors.

‘You live here alone?” I asked.

“No, my Mom lives here with me,” was her quick reply as she kicked off her heels and approached me in bare feet.

She reached out and draped her arms over my shoulders, clasping her hands behind my head as her lips reached out for mine.

Her kiss was wet and passionate, her tongue probing my mouth. I felt her breasts heaving against my chest as she pressed her face ever more firmly güvenilir bahis against me.

A delicious eternity passed during which I felt as if she was trying to devour my very soul. Her hands roamed my body, coming to rest on the front of my trousers. She caressed the bulge that had the material drawn tight, moaning softly as she measured the length and breadth of me.

She broke the kiss to look down at her hands, which were fumbling with the fastenings of my Dockers.

I reached behind her to lower the zipper of her dress, pushing the garment off her shoulders as she freed my cock from its confines.

She inverted her hand, cupping my scrotum while rubbing her palm along the base of my blood-engorged shaft. I bent down and began kissing her neck, trailing my tongue up under, behind and then into her ear. My hands roamed, one hand gliding along the cheeks of her ass while the other pressed gently against the small of her back. She sighed softly.

She backed away, allowing the gown to fall to the floor before turning on her heel toward one of the bedrooms. I saw a soft light flick on as I stepped out of my shoes and quickly stripped off the remainder of my attire before following her.

She lay back upon the bed, the mirrored headboard providing a dual view of her luscious form. She had her left breast cupped in the palm of her hand, her fingers twirling the distended nipple. Her right was sliding underneath the waist of her panties. I moved slowly toward the foot of the bed, watching her every move. I kneeled down and removed her panties as her hips rose off the bed.

“Fuck me!” she hissed as I started to kiss the inside of her thighs.

I was moving in the direction of her crotch when she grabbed my head in her hands and pulled me forward.

“No foreplay, just fuck me!” she repeated.

My cock slid easily into her waiting tunnel as she rose to meet me. She writhed on the bed, her hips thrusting hungrily. Her passion was nearly boundless. Wrapping her arms around my torso, she pulled me against her as she buried her face against my chest.

She wrapped her legs round mine, humping against me as though it was to be her last.

“Yeah, do it. Give it to me!” She panted in my ear.

As if demonically possessed, she took me. Alternately kissing and biting my neck and shoulders, she fucked like an animal, groaning, hissing and crying out as orgasm after orgasm racked her frame. I felt more like a human dildo than a lover. There was no sharing, no giving, just a raw passion that was almost overwhelming in its fervor.

As she started to calm down, I raised myself up and arched my back as I fought for air. I froze.

Reflected in the mirror was a middle-aged woman. I gazed into dark eyes that peered back at me from a deeply tanned face surrounded by cascading curls of raven hair. She was leaning against the doorframe with a drink in one hand while her other was tracing lines along the base of her neck and down the half-open bodice of her blouse. I watched as the hand trailed slowly down to slip beneath the fold of her wrap-around, knee-length skirt. She raised one leg, bending it at the knee to place her foot on the wall behind her. Wordlessly, she raised her glass to her lips, as her eyes seemed to bore holes in my skull. She arched her back, touching herself in that most intimate fashion.

Now this was erotic. I have never been the object of a voyeur, at least not to my knowledge, and I found this new aspect exceedingly arousing. My cock swelled and erupted with the depths of my partner.

“Oh yes, cum in me!” She wailed as I turned my attention back to the task at hand.

I felt a spasm in the small of my back as my ass muscles clenched in my explosive release. I groaned uncontrollably as streaks of fire coursed throughout my body. Momentarily spent, I rolled off onto my back, gasping quietly as my partner rolled onto her side and curled up in a fetal türkçe bahis position. I looked over at the now vacant doorway and shrugged.

As my strength slowly returned and my heart resumed its normal pace, I rolled on my side to regard the still form of my companion. She appeared to have dozed off, so I eased myself out of the bed to search for something to drink. As I walked into the living room I noticed that the other bedroom was now lit, the door standing half open. I started to walk to the kitchen when I heard low moans emanating from the partially obscured doorway. My bare feet padded soundlessly across the carpeted floor as I approached the source of the sounds.

I peered around the corner, fighting back a gasp as I beheld the scene within.

The woman was lying upon her bed, her deeply tanned, nude form standing out in sharp contrast to the white sheet beneath her. Her legs were splayed apart as her right hand rubbed frantically at the furry patch between them. Her left hand was squeezing her breast while pulling it toward her outstretched tongue that flicked at a distended nipple.

Her head flopped back against the pillow as she released her breast and shoved her other hand down to plunge two fingers within the parted folds of her pussy. I watched with a growing erection as she started to pump her fingers in and out of her ravenous opening while her other hand rubbed her clit vigorously.

My God, but she was soaked! The snicking sounds of wet flesh being mauled by anxious hands seemed to fill the room. It would change in frequency as her fingers would alternately curl then straighten as they administered to her need.

My hands caressed my body as I watched the lewd and lascivious display. I was reaching down to take my cock in my hand when I nearly jumped out of my skin as another hand closed upon my turgid erection first.

“She’s hot looking, isn’t she?” Lucy whispered in my ear as she slid her hand slowly up and down my cock.

“Yeah! Fucking incredible!” I replied.

The woman on the bed opened her eyes and once again stared into mine.

“It’s your turn to watch,” she said in a low voice before bringing her fingers to her lips to lick the juices that covered them liberally.

“She loves showing off. I’m going to suck your cock while you watch her fuck herself,” Lucy said as she trailed her fingers over my chest.

The woman’s eyes remained locked on mine as her hands resumed their former activity. First two, then three fingers disappeared as she hooked her hand and elbow to thrust as much of them as she could within her wet tunnel. Supported on one elbow, the hand of which was squeezing a full breast, she bent one leg to place her foot firmly against the mattress to better support the awkward position.

I watched in fascination as a fourth finger joined the others while her thumb rubbed against the largest clit I have ever seen.

A half-smile crossed her features as I spread my arms to brace myself in the doorframe while Lucy’s mouth worked its magic on my cock.

“Deep-throat him, Lucy. Swallow that cock,” she grunted as her hand picked up its pace.

“Unghhhhh!” I groaned as I felt the head of my cock enter Lucy’s throat.

I looked down to see that Lucy too was frigging her pussy, her hand moving back and forth rapidly. I watched, as she would stop to dip her fingers into her hole and fuck a few strokes before returning to the mauling of her clit.

A noise from the other side of the room prompted me to return my attention to the bed.

The woman was stretched out and reaching into the adjacent nightstand. Seconds later she produced a large, flesh colored rubber phallus. She turned and stacked the two pillows against the headboard before settling back against them in a half-raised position. With her legs bent and feet near her ass, she reached down and inserted the monster toy into her now cavernous opening. She groaned güvenilir bahis siteleri loudly as she pushed it deep within. Once again her eyes locked on mine.

“Watch me cum,” she said softly as she used two hands to pump the pseudo cock in and out of her pussy.

As her pace quickened she began to slump further down into the bed. Lifting her feet off the mattress and raising them high in the air, she spread her legs wide as she fucked herself with the same energy that Lucy had fucked me with just a short time ago.

Now lost in her own pleasure, the woman closed her eyes and arched her head back as her mouth dropped open and low guttural sounds rumbled in her throat.

“Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck Yeah! My pussy’s gonna CUM!” she almost shouted.

I felt Lucy slip a finger in my anus as she once again took me deep in her throat.

The woman’s legs flopped down on the bed as she pushed her hips up to meet her thrusting hands. A flush seemed to begin at her neck and race down her torso as she started panting. The sloshing sound of her pussy as the rubber cock plumbed her depths filled my ears as once again I felt the rush of my own release overtake me.

Intense…it was the most intense thing I have ever experienced. My entire body literally quaked as I released my load deep into Lucy’s throat. I think I even whimpered, though the sound would never have been heard over the screams emanating from the bed. It may have been mere seconds but it certainly felt like hours as my balls emptied, draining me of the last vestiges of what energy I possessed. My cock made a plopping sound as I quickly extricated it from Lucy’s mouth, the feeling being too exquisite to bear any longer.

Lucy fell back and brought two hands to bear upon her own inflamed pussy, driving herself over the edge into ecstasy as she too cried out her release.

I sank to my knees, the blood pounding in my head. Lacking the strength to support myself even in that position, I collapsed on the floor. Darkness overtook me as I finally succumbed to the stress I had just put my body through.

I awakened to the jostling of hands bringing me rudely back from oblivion.

“C’mon, Jack. Get dressed. I’ve gotta take you back to your car now,” Lucy said as she dropped my clothing at my side.

As I donned my shirt and slacks, I looked about but there was no one here but the two of us.

“Where did your Mom go?” I asked as I bent down to slip on my shoes.

“Never mind that, we have to leave now,” she replied curtly.

Once again, the drive was without much conversation. I tried to get her phone number only to be rebuked.

“It was just a one-night fling. Don’t try to find me again,” was her abrupt reply.

She dropped me off in the now vacant parking lot and sped away without even a kiss good-by, the light of the full moon reflecting off the back glass. _______________________________________________________________________

It took me almost a month to find that little duplex apartment. When I rang the doorbell I was greeted by a balding, middle-aged, man. When I inquired about Lucy and her mother, he looked at me as if I had grown three heads.

His face blanched when I described the women. “Sonny boy, I have lived here for more than seven years and I can assure you there ain’t been any women like that in this house in a long time. Now why don’t you just run along and leave an old man in peace,” he grunted as he slammed the door in my face.

The smell of stale alcohol still lingered in the air as I pondered the mystery. I had taken a good look inside while he held the door open and was more than positive it was the same house. I decided to do some investigating.

My research led me to discover that he was a widower who had lost his wife and daughter in an airline crash seven years ago. The article from the newspaper archive said his wife’s name was Carolyn and his daughter’s was Lucy. I flipped to the continued story near the back of the paper and froze in shock, chills running down my spine as I stared at the photographs.

It was they!

“Don’t let your mind wander…it gets terribly lonely out there all by itself.”

Ben Esra telefonda seni bo�altmam� ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32