Because if I was I'd get up and follow you to the shower, I'd walk up behind you with the lights off while you turned on the shower...... I'd slide my hands across your hips gripping either side of your pants as I brushed my lips across your neck, gripping on to your pants tighter as my heart begins to beat faster and my cock starts to harden
Mmm maybe you should come over then, because if you were to do that I'd slide my hands across yours, moving one of them up to my breast as we grab it, my hips would begin to move as I grind my arse up and down your cock, feeling it getting harder and harder as I move up and down
My cock is so hard now as you grind against it, I move both my hands lifting off your shirt as I play with both your breast, my hands slowly moving around them as I tease your nipples, my lips kissing up your neck and across your jaw line, our eyes meeting just as my lips capture yours. And then at the moment our lips touch I brush across both your nipples pinching both as we kiss
The feeling of you kiss me as you play with my nipples becomes to much I turn around to face you lifting your top off as my hand runs back down touching your naked body, I begin to unbutton your pants, Im getting so excited for you, with your hands on my body.... I drop your pants running my hand back up your leg, My finger tips over your balls and up your shaft until your cock is resting in my soft hand
Omg..... My hands move across your breast and slowly down the side of your body, my cock hard in your hand feeling like its going to burst in anticipation... I cant wait anymore, with both hands i pull your pants down slowly running my hands back up and grabbing your arse firmly Kissing you, I bite your lip before moving across your jaw and down your neck nibbling on you
Im getting so excited as I start to stroke your cock, feeling your hands on my body and your warm breath on my neck I let out a slight moan, my legs rubbing together waiting for you to open them..... I want you so bad right now
I feel your desire more and more, feels like your begging for me.... I open the door to the shower and hold you against its wall with my hands by your hips, staring in your eyes as the hot water trickles down your beautiful naked body. Im mesmerized by you, your body glowing in the shadow of the dark room, the water sparkling over it like magic and I was captured by its spell. I place both my hands on your jaw as I kiss you, a slow tender kiss, building up to a deeper harder one as my heart beat quickens in its desire for you.
The feeling of you holding me against the wall and the water down my body.... Kissing you while my hand runs up your leg grabbing your cock again, I begin just by teasing it running my fingers up and down it slowly wrapping my hand around it at the base then sliding my hand up to the head, gently twisting my hand as I work your cock faster and faster, it begins to throb in my hand.
Oh god the feeling of you stroking my cock... I want more, my right hand slowly begins to slide down the center of your body, sliding in between your thighs. I push them apart as my left hand lowers around your throat, biting your lip as I pull back to look into your eyes. My finger tips dancing around your pussy as you squirm for just the slightest touch of relief. I'm waiting to see you beg for it.....
Thats soo cruel I want you right now, I want to feel you inside me and to fuck me hard PLEASE I'm begging you do it now. As I stroke your hard cock back and forth, PLEASE I want it now, your finger tips dancing around my wet pussy, Im squiming just so you'll touch me, I pull you in closer hoping you will
I feel you pull me in closer, but im not done playing with you yet... I grab both your hands as I turn you around to face the wall, pinning them with one of my hands as I reach for the soap. Then I wisper in your ear "dont move, ok?" Listening to you moan as I rub the soap all over my hands and myself, stroking my cock as I look at you with your hands against the wall slightly bent over with your legs apart.... I walk behind you kneeling down I want to bite your arse so bad... My hands coursing up your legs massaging them while my teeth leave a print on your arse my hand washing across it and they begin to massage your arse, running slowly across to your hip and up the front of you.
Your hands running up my body with you pressed up against me, I can feeling your soapy cock all slippery as I start to move my arse along it sliding side to side brushing across it, then I place it in between my cheeks as I move up and down, up and down, I begin moaning as my breath gets heavier and heavier
My hands running up your body reaching your breast I massage them with my soapy hands, tracing around your nipples pinching and flicking acoss them, I begin to thrust with you, its becaming unbearable. I want you now...... I reach up and grab the shower hose cleaning my self of saop then I turn it towards you.... First letting it run down and up your back Then across your hips moving side to side as I make my way up your body to your breast, running the water across them hearing you moan I cant help myself now, I slide my other hand down from your lower back down your arse and in between your thighs... My middle finger runing up and down your wet pussy a few times before reaching your clit. I begin to slowly move it in a circular motion softly buliding up firmness and speed, the water still tickling across your nipples. Placing the shower head back as I begin to kiss down your back following your spine slowly kneeling to the floor. I start kissing and nibbling your arse while wrapping my right hand around your leg placing my finger on your clit while the left one moves from there down your pussy gently inserting just the tip of my finger as I listen to you moan ... My finger slowly getting deeper and deeper while the other one builds up speed on your clit, my finger begins to curl against you wall as I insert a second one still getting faster and faster I can see your legs beginning to shake, your moans louder and louder every second that passes until you finally let it out, your legs spazeming as your juices run down my arm, you smell so good i want more.. I sit up against the wall and lift your right leg over me, your legs still shaking as i place my hand on your hips pulling them close to my face My tongue starting from the bottom slowly moving its way up and over your clit then with a quick flick of my tounge it goes down over it again and up and down continuously my lips begin to wrap around with a slight suction while my tongues still dances around your clit, my hands moving to your arse as I grab on to it pulling you in tighter to me, my face starts moving side to side as I feel your hips starting to grind on my face, I stick out my tongue as I let you ride my face....
Oh YES, My hands run through your hair as I grab on to the back of your head, my legs still shaking from earlier as my hips grind on your face, my pussy dripping down your chin as this feeling is indescribable, my moans echoing through the bathroom, your hands holding me firmly as I cum all over your face..... My legs unable to take it anymore, I fall on to your lap as we make out feeling the water run down my body still trying to catch my breath.... Unable to stand I begin stroking your still hard cock and tell you to stand up, kneeling in front of you I look up and catch your eyes then with a cheeky grin I move closer to your cock, licking my lips I kiss the tip of it then slide my tongue all the way down the side and back up to the tip. I begin pressing the tip against my lips as they slowy start to envelope the head of your cock, teasing it as I slowly work the tip of it in and out of my tight little mouth, in and out, in and out..... I feel your hands slide across to the back of my head as you try to pull me in deeper... I look into your eyes as I slowly let you pull me in, taking you deeper and deeper, feeling you start going down my throat, making me cough a little as it goes all the way in tickling the tip of your head.... My hands placed on your hips as I slowly take it back out, one of my hands moving across as I cup your balls massaging them while taking your cock back in to my mouth and down my throat.
Oh god that feels amazing, my hips begin to move uncontrollably with my hands on the back of your head. Placing your hair in a ponytail in my left hand I slide my right hand under your jaw as my hips begin to move faster and faster, the feeling and sound of you coughing on my cock as it slide down your throat is turning me on and making me even harder... This feeling is amazing your tongue flicking over the head of my cock while it slides in and out of your pretty, tight mouth..... Any more and I'll cum, so I stop fucking your face and pull you to your feet, kissing you long and hard, biting your lip before turning you around and bending you over with your hands against the wall... My left hand sliding from your hands down your arm and across grabbing the back of your neck, while holding my cock in my right hand I nudge your feet with mine making you speed your legs... Standing right behind you I begin sliding my cock across your soaking wet pussy before sliding it up, the tip slowly going in as I tease you with it...
I want you you inside me now, I begin pushing against the wall trying to get all of you inside me.
Feeling you try to push against me while I tease you, I place my right hand against your hip and the left still on the back of your neck, holding you in place so you cant take control. My hips begin to sway with the tip of my cock inside you slowly getting deeper and deeper Holding you against the wall as you still try to move, your legs shaking as your breathing gets heavier the more I'm inside you. Then with one long slow thrust I completely enter you. You releasing a moan of gratitude that I was finally inside you...
Feeling all of you in me, I cant help but moan, your so hard and thick filling me, my eyes begin to roll to the back of my head as i grab your hand, trying to stabilize myself..
With you hand holding mine I slowly begin to start thrusting faster and faster, harder and harder now placing both my hands on your hips I begin pulling you in to me while pounding you from behind, your so tight and wet, My cock is going crazy it feels like its wrapped in a smooth warm velvet. I slide my right hand from you hip up to your breast, getting a solid handfull while my index finger plays with your nipple.
Omg the feeling of you inside me is driving me crazy, it feels so good as you fuck me hard I can barely catch my breath. The feeling of your hard cock so deep inside me and your firm hands on my body I feel like Im losing all control and have given myself completely to you..
My hand moving from your breast to your throat I wrap around it firmly, still pulling you by your hip in to me....
With your hand around my throat my pussy begins to tighten and my legs begin to tense up. Yes just like that a begin to scream out.. Yes, yes, yes im about to cum... I feel you start to pound me harder and harder, oh god i cant take it anymore and with one massive breath i let it all out moaning at the top of my lungs as i cum... Grinding on your cock as my pussy tighten around it and my legs shake uncontrollably puffing and panting with your hand still around my throat and on my hip. I feel your cock throbbing and swelling inside me. As I look back at you I see you trying so hard to hold it in. Hehehe, now its my turn.... While grinding on you a swing my arm around you twisting my back and placing my arm over your shoulder around your neck... I can see you cant take it anymore so I take you out of me and into my hand and give you a cheeky kiss before falling to my knees, then I take you once again in to my mouth, only the head though as my tongue gets to work on that both my hands are wrapped around your shaft, fast and firmly they work from the base of your cock up to where my mouth is. I keep stroking and stroking while my head is moving in sync with my hands i hear you moaning louder and louder and with the taste of your pre-cum filling my mouth I pull your cock out unloading the huge hot load you built up for me all over my face and onto my breast... Still stoking your cock until I had emptied your balls all over me, I take the tip back into my mouth again feeling you squirm in pleasure as your legs shake, gently taking you in and out, in and out over and over again until your legs stop shaking and your hard cock has gone down...........
Thursday, July 11th 2019
help me decide ?
sooooo im super sorry to those who read my b log as I haven't uploaded any new stories in a while I do have a few im working on so shud be uploading this week and next
so ive recently also had a few guys asking for certain coloured otufits so thought id ask you guys here.. WHAT COLOUR OUTFITS DO YOU WANT TO SEE ME IN AND WHAT TYPE OF OUTFIT ?
SEND ME AN EMAIL TO LET ME KNOW ???
also is there something youd love for me to do on cam ? if yes then let me know what that is and I can get started on sorting this out for you !! well todays a busy day for me so I guessing ill end tis one here as just a quick blog post x
kisses x
Thursday, April 4th 2019
a lollypop for a good boy
He fussed with the string. What kind of idiot would design something like this!
"Trouble?"
Tim saw her leaning in the doorway. She wore a lab-coat that hung to her knees but, thankfully, the buttons didn't go all the way down and when she re-crossed her legs, he got a glimpse of trim kneecaps. He wondered if she might be naked underneath and in a rare moment of benevolence, he forgave his girlfriend for forcing him to make the appointment.
"This stupid thing," he said, hand groping.
"My female patients don't complain."
He smirked without spite. She was a tall woman, well over six feet, judging by the way she filled the doorway, but graceful in appearance, swan-like: neck, arms, legs. And when she moved, to breathe even, her breasts swam of their own free will beneath the soft cotton, suggesting they were governed by the whims of nature; not restricted by lace or elastic or straps.
"You're cute. This should be fun!" Her smile was broad across a handsome face. She covered the distance between them and thrust out a hand. "Name's McCord... Anna. She had a strong hand, long fingers with the nails buffed and trimmed. It was a man-to-man shake. “Any problems with dizziness? Vertigo?”
“None.”
“Come stand by me; close your eyes and raise your foot. If you feel yourself fall, reach for me.”
Tim desperately wanted to put his hands on the woman. There was that independence of movement again; about her chest. He wondered what she would do if he reached out and accidentally landed a hand on her tit? No, he didn’t have the nerve, but he fell towards her. She steadied him and Tim reached, his hand landing on her shoulder blade. It was about the size of a shovel, and as hard. He slid his hand along her back. He had been right: no bra. He touched her backbone, the flexing vertebrae, bones feeling like a chain of steel bearings.
“Whoa!” she exclaimed, pulling Tim back to his feet.
“This mean I flunked my sobriety test?”
“Sure does,” … a throaty chuckle. “Better sit down.” Anna led him to her table. “Here.” She patted the end. “Hop up and swing your legs over. That’s it,” she said, adjusting her stethoscope. She listened to his heart, looked into his ears, studied the underside of his eyelids, his throat, and tapped his knees and elbows. She worked quickly and efficiently, only pausing to jot notes. “Ok, now the real work!” She snapped her clipboard. “You ready?”
“Yes,” he said, and was horrified when his voice cracked.
“You're nervous.” she said.
“I guess,” Tim replied.
“Because I’m a woman? Some men… I could refer you to a male practitioner.”
“It’s not that. It's just, I'm sorry, you’re kinda intimidating.”
“Intimidating?”
“Well, you’re so damned big.”
“Big?” The eyebrows knitted.
“Not fat, I mean. Christ… there's just so damn much of you. How tall are you anyway? You into sports?”
She took a step closer and stooping to hold eye contact, she started laughing. It was hearty, from down deep. Her face seemed to break into fragments of light. “I’m six-foot three,” she said.
Holly shit! “And…?”
“Forty-two.”
“And…?"
“One-forty-four.”
“And…?”
“And… I’m not telling you my bra size!” She straightened, then: “I ski in winter and play tennis in summer. Now, if there are no more questions, lay back and let me get on with it or you won’t get a sucker.”
“Doctors still give out lollipops?” Tim asked.
“I've tutti-fruity… but only for good boys. Lay back and let me see what all the girls are raving about.”
Tim dropped his head and watched as she stooped over the sink to wash. He wondered what she might look like in one of those tennis outfits. The men at her tennis club must love it. He let his eyes drift from her arched body to the far wall and a poster of a “cut-away” woman; her reproductive organs neatly labele.
Anna's hand was on his leg. The front of the smock was unceremoniously pushed above his waist. Nudging his knees apart with a hip and moving his penis aside, she cradled his scrotum. The room went very still. Anna felt a little shock of surprise as her fingers closed around the lone testicle. “You've only got one,” she breathed.
“Uh-huh,” he confided, turning his gaze.
She shook herself, focused. “Trauma?"
"Trauma?"
"Yes. Accident? Physical abuse? Medical procedure?" she asked bluntly.
"No." She lowered her eyes; cupped him and thought about the consequences. She ran her thumb and forefinger along his good testicle; found the surface silky and smooth and instinctively closed her hand. He found her touch gentle. She was studying his genitals. He liked the attention; being exposed and carefully examined. His limp penis rolled off his belly. Anna gently lifted it. He felt the tingling sensation. He felt so naked under her gaze and he studied the “cut-away-lady” in an effort to control the hormones that threatened to stiffen his cock.
“This one seems fine,” Anne straightened, his scrotum still in her hand. “But we need to find the other one. An impacted testis could become cancerous.”
He desperately wanted to say something funny; make light of the situation.
“You may feel some discomfort.”
He racked his neck, tried to steady his voice. “You do this kind of work often?” he asked.
Her eyes puzzled. “I do have a few male patients,” she said. “And my ex didn’t have any complaints, at least not in this department.” And unbelievably, she gave him a playful squeeze. Not exactly professional! “I'd like to find that errant testis. You ok?”
“I guess.”
“Just relax.” She slid onto her stool and rolled between his knees. She held his penis in her left hand and began to probe the flesh with an extended finger where his scrotum hung from his abdomen. It was slow, exacting work. But Anna was good. She probed the perimeter, working her finger under the skin and into the abdominal cavity, exploring with a delicate touch. Her face was so close he could feel her breath on the inside of his leg; a wisp of hair tickled his skin.
Her ministrations slowly got to him and though he was madly trying to think good thoughts, his thighs tingled and he was fighting the urge. Then she shifted her attention to the base of his penis, just where the muscle entered, he couldn’t hold the low groan. It seeped into the room and floated there. His anus pinched.
“Am I hurting you?” she asked.
“No,” he breathed despairingly from behind closed eyes.
“Oh!” she said and he sensed her gaze on his face. Then after a long pause: “It’s ok you know. I mean, it’s natural. I’m here poking around… it would be natural for you to be aroused.” She was still holding his penis in her left hand and he felt her thumb reach up and rub the ridge at the base of the head, where it was most sensitive.
“Jesus,” he whispered in abject surrender. And it took about two seconds for his cock to double its size. “I’m sorry. I can’t help it. What you’re doing…”
“There.” Her voice was hushed. “Now you have an erection. Don't worry about it anymore. We're both adults. Have pleasant thoughts; trust me, I'm flattered.” Tim felt her finger start to prob around the base of his elevated penis. “This is much better, isn’t it?” Anna said. And leaning forward, she pushed deeper.
Anna searched around the base and then, hooking a finger under the skin, worked back around the edge of the fleshy sack with soft circular motions. “Huh!” she sat up, flexing her back muscles. “Could it have crossed?” Tim raised his head to look at her and was surprised to see beads of perspiration along her forehead.
“What?” he asked.
“…just talking.” She rubbed the back of her wrist across her brow. “I was wondering if it could have moved across.”
“Is that possible?” Tim asked.
“Don’t know,” Anna said. “I’m not a urologist.” Tim felt her fingers between his legs again. “I guess I should look.” She continued with a finger hooked behind his good testicle and dug upwards. She worked at it diligently for a few minutes before giving up. “Shit!” she swore. He couldn't help but laugh. “What?”
“I like it when you swear.”
“I’m not having much luck,” she said. “At least I see you are still enjoying yourself,” and she waggled his erection. “If that testis is in there,” she continued, “It's going to be on the other side.” She took a deep breath. “I’m going deeper. I’m sorry, but I’m going to hurt you. I’ll be quick.” Tim nodded; preparing for the painful push.
It was quick, and didn’t hurt as much. “It’s there!” she exclaimed. “Can you feel that?” Anna wiggled a finger deep in his abdomen.
“Yes!” he replied, though he really couldn’t.
“I’ve got my fingertip on it,” Anna continued. “It’s about the size of a lima-bean. A baby testis, all tucked away.”
Tim swallowed. It was beginning to hurt.
“Just hold for one more second,” she said, her finger massaging and probing. “There!” she said. “I found it!” And a smile flooded her face. She reached for her clipboard. Tim watched as she strode the room, furiously making notes and he wondered if he might be the subject of an article in some medical journal. The clipboard snapped close with a flourish and she returned to the side of the examination table looking rejuvenated. “Prison Experience,” she announced. “And I can promise it won’t hurt.”
“Prison Experience?”
“Uh-huh… prostate. You're young but it's never too early. She walked to her desk and applied lubricant along the length of a finger. “Legs up on the table, on your side; fetal position.”
Tim pulled his legs up. She bent and he felt her gingerly separate his buttocks and place a fingertip on his anus. Pressure built until the muscle relented and he felt the full length of a finger slide into his rectum. It was a wonderful feeling after the sharp prodding. Mostly because an amazingly forceful woman was doing the exploring. She relaxed the tensed muscles with long direct strokes, using the full length of her finger.
“Am he hurting you?” she voice floated up to him through a feeling of sleepy contentment.
“No. It feels nice, actually.”
“Too bad. I charge extra for that.”
Tim was still in his dreamy state but aware of the partial withdrawal, the finger curling. She found the tender spot; massaged it. What an incredible sensation: The light manipulation, the soft rotation. And then she was pushing deep again, taking up the rhythm that had no other purpose than to please him.
When her finger finally receded, she left him feeling empty and alone. Drifting. He wanted to reach out for her; have her hold his genitals in one of those large lovely hands. Mother him.
“Last order of business…” he surfaced. “I want a sperm count; run some tests,” she said without looking at his eyes, “because of the situation with your testicles. I’m going to ask you to provide a sample for the lab.”
She held a small glass dish. “Damn,” he sighed, resigned. “It's embarrassing.”
“Better if I do it, huh?”
“You would do that?” She nodded and slipped the top two buttons of the lab coat. Her breasts shifted. “You can touch my nipples.”
“I thought I was getting a sucker?”
“You get that too.” And she leaned a breast toward his lips. “Titty-fruity.”
Friday, January 11th 2019
bedlam x
“I brought you coffee.” Emma was jolted from her lazy Sunday morning sleep-in by the voice on the opposite side of her bedroom door. “Paul? Just a sec, I'm not dressed.” She scooted up on the pillow. “Hurry. It's burning my fingers.” Her shirt and jeans were clear across the room, in the chair where she had dumped them last night. “Never mind,” Emma shouted, and pulled the bed-sheet higher to cover her breasts. “Come in!” The door opened and the smell of fresh coffee enticed her nostrils. Paul came quickly forward and placed a mug on the side-table. He wore a shorty-robe, beachwear, and it occurred to Emma that it was the first time she had ever seen his legs. They were lightly muscled, shapely, and hairless. Damn, she thought. I have girlfriends that would blow a wino for those legs! “And a couple of short-breads,” Paul said, placing a napkin beside the mug. “Thank you. This is a real treat.” “Rick's gone.” “Sure. It's Sunday; he has a standing tee-off at 8:00 am.” Paul straightened and smiled. “You always look this good in the morning? You're beautiful.” “Who are you trying to kid? I look like a flippin' Eskimo!” Her face was roundish and with a short bob of black hair, it reminded her of someone who slept in an igloo. But Emma was pretty enough, though would never be considered a rare beauty. “Beauty comes from inside,” Paul said. Emma was conscious of the conversation taking an unusual turn, being it was coming from her husband's kid brother. Paul was staying with them for a couple of weeks while he got himself enrolled in the local college. Paul took a moment to glance around the room, a rare look into his brother's personal life. “Rick's done pretty well for himself. He's lucky!” Paul sighed. It was an old dilemma for him, living in the shadow of his older brother. Paul had come along late, an obvious “mistake” and his mother had over compensated, showering him with affection. At least that was Emma's opinion, but, never having had a child, she wisely kept her opinions to herself. “Paul, you're only eighteen. Give it some time. Rick has a dozen years on you. He has gone to college, landed a good job and with that, came a house. And the nice car. And the boat.” “And you.” Emma got that queer feeling again, in the pit of her stomach. He was looking across the room, at the chair where her red lace underpants hung from the arm, like a tattle-tale. If he had wondered about her state of undress, beneath the sheet, he now had his answer. “How do I compare? With Rick, I mean.” He turned back to where Emma still sat propped against the pillow; the sheet still tucked about her breasts and held in place with both hands. “That's not a fair question,” she tried to sidestep him. He came closer. “C'mon. It's a simple question. Don't snow me.” Emma noticed now that he had closed the bedroom door; that told her he had intentions beyond delivering coffee. Her nerves started to jangle and she took a breath to steady herself. “Alright ...alright. The obvious: Rick is rough and tumble, you are gentle. Rick plays sports, you play the guitar. Rick is big and dark, you are slight and blonde.” His expression clouded. Emma could tell it wasn't what he wanted to hear. “Rick,” she continued, “has had lots of women... And you?” Emma watched the color rise in his neck. She had tossed the question out in an effort to turn the tide. Make him uncomfortable; enough to want to leave. It didn't work. He gave her a funny smile. “I've never had anyone.” “What?” Emma couldn't hide her surprise. “You're eighteen and you've never slept with a girl?” The manic shy smile again. “Never.” “But you're eighteen...” “How do we compare here?” Her breath caught, lungs feeling paralyzed, when she saw him reach for the opening of his robe. He pulled aside the terrycloth, exposing himself. Emma's eyes fell on a long, slack penis nestled between two heavy testicles. The pubic hair was fine and fair. “Paul!” she cried, “I don't think this is such a good idea!” But he had already shrugged his robe from his shoulders; let it fall to the floor. “God no,” Emma gasped, but hesitated when she took in the length of his body. He was beautiful. Slender limbs, soft curves, delicate; almost girlish. He took a step closer, his penis swaying gently. “Well?” “Your adorable,” she said, without pause or prejudice. “Not like Rick.” He stepped to the side of the bed and Emma was hesitant but didn't feel threatened. He reached out for her hand, lifting it from her breast. The bed-sheet slipped and her nipple pined. But that didn't seem to matter. All that mattered was the velvety smoothness of his penis when he pressed her open hand around it. The hint of moisture. “It's a lovely penis,” Emma whispered. And had the overwhelming desire to explore every inch of him. “It's yours, if you'll have me.” Emma avoided the question, dully aware of the consequences. Instead, she lifted the slack muscle and, leaning forward, treasured his balls in her other hand; exploring the nuggets and the soft sack that contained them. She lifted and searched behind. Emma was faintly aware that her body was exposed; naked to the waist, but crazily, she wanted him to see. His cock suddenly bobbed, quickly rising to meet her eyes. As she held him, she felt the pressure building, the heat, the pulsating blood coursing through the tissue. Her jaw ached. Paul reached down and there was the suggestive nudge on the back of Emma's neck. “Isn't it bad enough?” She didn't look up. “And you want... want that?” “I want to know that you are sincere.” Oh Christ! He wants sincerity, too! Emma supported his penis in her hand; studied the tip. The moisture had gathered at the pee-hole, now a glutinous droplet, clinging, defying gravity, waiting for her to respond. A shudder raced up Emma's spine from the hollowness low down. And she realized she wanted this. Wanted, for once in her life, to be deceitful; betray her vows of trustworthiness; cheat! And the fact it was her husband's kid brother made the assignation all the more delirious. Hell, if Rick's old man were here, I'd suck him off as well, she thought. Serve myself up as the family dinner! Paul moved a little closer and Emma leaned forward to meet him. The kid had her insides shimmering like tinsel on an electric tree. Emma had one last pang of doubt... once she had that droplet on the tip of her tongue, there would be no turning back. Not for her. Not for him. Eve would have her bitter fruit. To hell with it, she thought, and closing the gap between them, she cleaned the end of his cock between her lips. Emma savored the texture between the roof of her mouth and the tip of her tongue. Then squeezing and milking, she got him to work up another morsel and she sucked the head of his penis like it was an over-ripe summer strawberry. Slipping her hands around to grip his buttocks and taking a lungful, Emma pulled him all the way into her throat. His reaction was one of mild panic; maybe thinking he was about to feel gnashing teeth. But when she start rolling her face into him, scrambling to get the last inch down, and, all the while, teasing his balls, he began to let go. Emma kept him locked between her tonsils, rocking and wheeling, working with her tongue, until, finally, she had to come up for air, gasping and spluttering. Paul was enthralled. And ready. But he wanted a proper fuck! “I want you to be my first,” he said. “Yes.” “You'll do that for me?” Breathlessly. “Yes.” He pulled from Emma's hands and slipped around to the opposite side of the bed, Rick's side, and lifted the sheet. He lay on his back, stretching full length, giving Rick's expensive mattress a test-drive. A moment later, he was giving Emma, his brother's wife, a test-drive: He rolled into her arms. And between her legs. Emma was aware of the inexperience. It was sweet. She had to reach down and help him; got a hold of him and squeezed the head into place. He felt the muscle part, entered then, smoothly, effortlessly, and very deep. Emma's whole body shuddered with the first climax. It wasn't earth-shattering but it was unexpected, and so, all that much sweeter. And then he was moving; like the push and pull of the waves on a sandy beach. And Emma was floating; rising and falling with the tide. The thought of screwing her kid brother-in-law had Emma cumming again. When she finally felt his release, Emma simply folded, the contractions flowing through her abdomen, repeatedly. They settled. Together. Slowly recovering. And when he slipped from her, he moved down, covered Emma with his lips. She had never met a man who would willingly take his own semen. But Paul did: He licked, waited for more, and licked again. She was stunned. Only a gay man would knowing swallow cum. And then, feeling like an idiot, Emma understood. A young man of eighteen who had never been with a girl? Who had been mothered, totally, as a boy? The room went still. Paul preferred little boys. Of course. It was true. She was just a grand experiment. He surfaced eventually. Came up to where she could explore his eyes. He smiled happily, had gone full circle. Could make the decision after sampling both. Emma stupidly felt like she had performed a community service. And then she heard the front door slam. “God damn! It's Rick. He's suppose to be at the golf course.” “Yes, I know.” “But he can't find us like this...” “Oops,” Paul smiled. Shrugged. Emma heard her husband's step in the hall. “What the hell is he doing home?” “That's easy. I called him.” “What? You called him?” “Yes. Told him you needed him. Were desperate. And like a good husband, here his is!” “But you have to hide... he can't find us like this... the closet... under the bed! Please!” “Nope!” Paul snuggled closer and Emma saw the bedroom door swing back.
Sunday, January 6th 2019
my shy wife x
How often when my wife went out to a friend’s, I imagined the friend’s husband driving her home at sunset, and the discussions that would lead him to fuck her in the car in front of our house before she gets out. He had problems with his wife and we didn’t know the reasons. So, I imagined so many times the following conversation. That turned me on violently and I masturbated: You can’t imagine where our problems come from! To tell you the truth, I have no idea at all, she replied It’s so stupid, he answered. I’ve never heard of such a thing. As what ? she enquired. She doesn’t want to have sex with me anymore, coz she says I’m too big! Too big? Have you ever heard of such a thing? No I confess never. She replied. I don’t know how other men are, but I can’t understand. I’m really normal. I can assure you, he said playfully. Sure! Well, maybe you should tackle it more gently. You know, I’ve been so patient. And believe me, I do take the necessary time. Maybe you only think you are patient but you aren’t. You’re probably right. You could be a good teacher for me, and a philosopher too, he said jokingly. You’re wise. Women probably ask for more patience from men. You know men and women are different, she replied. You ??re a great person. You’re a good advisor. What should I do if she keeps blaming me for being too big? He asked casually giving her a friendly pat on the shoulder. Well, talk about it frankly first, and tell her your distress. We’ve already spent hours discussing. I don’t know what to do and I’m convinced it’s in her head. I’m not so big. Well, see it so you can give me a woman’s opinion. Oh no, she answered. Don’t. I’m not an expert in the matter, you know. Pretending not to have heard her answer, he had pulled it out so suddenly saying: No, no. no expert point of view. Just a woman’s opinion! Tell me it’s not big, is it! He said light-heartedly! Please, you need not…Hum! Well…I wouldn’t say that. She gasped after having seen the thick piece of breath-taking meat Really! You can see it, it’s not so big. You don’t seem to be frightened by it, do you? And it’s neither so hard as she pretends! Tell me the truth, he said teasingly as he softly lay his hand on her arm. And worse still because of her, he continued in a woeful tone, my little friend here hasn’t had sex for almost two months. I’m obliged to masturbate. Can you accept that in your couple! She was taken aback but the friendly thing was there looking pleadingly at her. And this kind of talk was bound to have an impact on someone’s body. She not being insensitive, the quick glimpse she had had of it and the enticing opportunity of such a beautiful presence was alluring. And I imagined it had turned her on to see another man’s dick for the first time, and so near her! He had noticed how she seemed to take pity on it. She didn’t know whether she should ask him to hide it or to keep it still exposed there a little more so she could see it longer. I can see you understand my problem. Some person would find my best friend attractive, don’t you think so? Stroking her arm again softly. Probably she flushed when she realised where their discussion might go. Please tell me, isn’t your husband like me, no? He asked good-humouredly placing his warm hand on hers for hardly one second. No, she answered, he is much smaller. She replied smilingly. My! And, he is your only man! Isn’t he? So you mustn’t know what it is to feel a bigger man’s sex in you? She had to confess, she didn’t If you would take pity on my old friend in agony here, may it not be an opportunity to try something else, no? Then, I imagined he skilfully seduced her in the same strain to make her to touch his dick. And she didn’t have to confirm it was hard. She could see it was, straight, heavy and hard. Then she would hesitatingly pat it. And it was too late to go back. They were alone, he was a nice guy and his cock was shining as if it were appealing to her. Nobody would know. I figured he placed his big cock on the wheel, telling her he was sure it wouldn’t hurt her as it did his wife. I imagined wife to like it big and not to mind if it hurt. Come on! Let’s have a try he said pulling gently her arm towards him and lightly kissing her hair. Finally, naïve or pretending to be so, she calmly hauled herself to be in the proper position. He smoothly pulled down her pants, softly licked and sucked her ass long before he let her sit on it. Then he fucked her hard hearing her moan for the first time. But unfortunately this dream never came true and always ended in a relieving masturbation.
Saturday, December 8th 2018
the utility man x
My husband had a very demanding job at the hospital and he was never home. As a surgeon in a renowned hospital in town, he would get phone calls even in the middle of the night, to rush out and try to save lives. I was just 26 and at the height of my sexual desire. A couple of times my husband had left me in bed wanting more, as he rushed to the hospital. At my age all I wanted was sex-sex-sex, but my husband was not giving me enough, which disappointed me a lot. There were times he would spend the night in the operating room and return home in the early morning. My attempts to initiate sex then would be futile, since he was too tired to satisfy me. I decided to purchase toys like vibrators and dildos, but they weren’t enough. I needed a man, breathing hot air while slamming hard into my pussy. I loved my husband because he was a dedicated man and in my sexual hunger and desperation I would visit the hospital for a quickie, but even then I was not satisfied. There is one incident that really broke the camel’s back and turned me into a shameless slut. My husband had been locked up performing surgery for over 24 hours. My hormones were going crazy. I needed a man and fast. I called my husband but he was not picking up. He had been working for over 30 hours. I decided to check up on him and take him a change of clothes. I had to wait 30 minutes before he could get a break. We went into the doctors’ quarter, where he could change. As soon as he closed the door behind us I jumped on him, planting hot kisses on his cold lips. ‘Baby, I want you. Please fuck me. Fuck me on this table right now,’ I begged. Looking into his weary eyes, I started undressing to motivate him. I know my body was great, my boobs were pert and full and that morning I had shaved my pussy. This was enough to give any man a hard-on. He sat down on the couch to watch me undress. When I pulled down my pants I saw a hint of interest in his eyes at the sight of my well-shaven, teen-like pussy. But it didn’t last long. I ran to him and tore off his shirt sending the buttons flying all over the room. ‘Baby I don’t have much time, I have to get back to surgery,’ he said. His protest was too weak for my raging hormones and I fished out his cock. It was not yet erect but I knew with a little sucking it would rise to its towering length. In less than 30 seconds the long, hard dick filled my mouth and I knew I would get a nice fuck. I had to ride him because he was too tired. All he had to do was keep that cock erect and inside me and leave the rest to me. I pushed him back on the couch and climbed on top of him, using my left hand I parted my pussy lips. Before his dick could go the full length inside me the pager and the intercom blared. ‘Dr Shepard, you are needed into room 567B, emergency, please hurry.’ Disappointment spread all over my face. ‘Fuck, you have got to be kidding me,’ I said in total frustration. There was nothing my husband could do. He gently pushed me away, picked up the clean clothes I brought him and rushed out. I lay on the couch frustrated. I knew what he was going to do was important but so was fucking me. ‘Damn,’ I said. It was 2.00pm when I got home and I wanted to go straight to bed. I didn’t even want to talk to anyone. My mind was so occupied with my sexual hunger that I had forgotten about the house repairs I had organized. A company van was parked outside the house and a strong muscular man was reading a newspaper in the driver’s seat. ‘Hello, ma’am. I was just about to leave. I was scheduled to start at 1.30,’ he said. I mumbled an apology and headed inside, with the repair man following me. He was there to fix the water system, I guess. I left him to get on with his work and headed to the bathroom for a quick bath, then to bed. I dipped myself into the tub to try and drown my sexual frustration and completely forgot about him. The water was soothing and I was feeling sleepy. It’s dangerous to sleep in a bathtub because you can easily drown, so I told myself I will just soak myself a little. I guess I must have fallen asleep because I was woken up by a tap on the shoulder. I was startled because in my mind I thought I was alone. In shock I quickly stood up and stood dripping wet, face to face with the repair man. ‘Ma’am you were sleeping in the bathtub and I have pipes to fix in here,’ he said politely. We were standing close to one another and I was stark naked. He slowly lowered his head and gazed from my breasts all the way to my feet. A slight smile broke on his face as he turned around to hand me the towel. The smell of his sweat was arousing and my sexual desires were still at their peak. He handed me the towel but instead of wrapping it around my body I dropped it on the floor as I stepped out of the bathtub. He pulled me closer and planted hot kisses on my lips. His lips were soft and as he sucked my lower lip I was busy removing his sweaty shirt to expose a massive chest, full of hair. ‘Wow,’ I mumbled, as I ran my hand across his chest. This was so arousing. I had never had sex with a man who had so much hair on his chest. He lowered his strong arms down to my ass and grabbed and squeezed my cheeks a little. I went down on my knees and opened his jeans. My heart was pounding and my nipples were painfully erect. I pulled out a thick cock - as muscular as his arms. This cock would rip me open. His hands were caressing my hair and he gently pushed his cock into my mouth. It was huge. I could hear him moan as I moved his dick inside my mouth. In my mind all I could think about were the ways I would fuck this guy. I didn’t want him to cum just yet, so I took his hand and led him to the bedroom where I would fuck his brains out. When we entered the bedroom he picked me up and tossed me on the bed with my legs wide open, his arms went to my boobs and he twisted and fondled them gently. I am not a screamer but when his lips touched my cunt lips I screamed with ecstasy. This guy was a professional. His beard and mustache were rubbing my clit and all my pussy could do was pulsate and drip into his mouth uncontrollably. He shoved his tongue inside me and I knew couldn’t take it anymore. I dug my nails on the back of his neck pushing him deep and splashing his face with so much cum he almost choked. My body shook and the whole bed vibrated but he didn’t stop to give me time to catch a breath - he moved to my tits sucking them and biting my nipples gently. I was on fire and as he sucked my boob I slid my hand to get hold of his dick. I directed it to my swollen cunt. My pussy was tight and I felt a little pain as he drove his massive tool home. He ventured deep as I moaned and screamed and spread my legs even further. He took my already weak legs and placed them on his shoulder. I swear no man had ever gotten so deep. He continued fucking me as I screamed ‘Give it to me, fuck me harder, don’t stop just fuck me … fuck that pussy … f…u...ck’. He flipped me on to my side and entered from the rear. One hand was stroking my clit, I had never seen a man with so much stamina and I even didn’t know his name. We were soaking wet as he brought me to my knees. He entered me from behind and the sight of my breasts slapping my face and his balls hitting my pussy lips was more than we could take because in a few minutes I felt my body stiffen as well as his, as he shot loads of cum inside me. It felt so warm as it filled me. I screamed and he moaned as we dropped on the bed, wasted. ‘Ma’am, that was wild sex. You really needed it,’ he said. I smiled and nodded. ‘I’m sorry I have to go, but here is my card in case you need those pipes fixed again,’ he said with a corny look on his face. I watched him dress and I wanted him again. I had become such a bad girl, a cheating wife. That evening I called to check on my husband only to have him tell me he wouldn’t be home until the following morning. I picked up the card and made a call. ‘Hello, I think my pipes need repairing, they are dripping wet,’ I said. ‘I’ll be right there cheating wife,’ came the reply.
Saturday, November 17th 2018
professional pleasure x
She knew it wasn't very professional - although not her actual client, John was the son. This was the first time Anita had met him, as he entered half-way through her home-visit with his elderly mother. From that point onwards, Anita had found it more & more difficult to concentrate on her work. Although John sat quietly alongside his mother on the couch, it was his roaming eyes and appreciative smiles that she began to enjoy way more than she should in this situation. Always professional (though slipping slightly as this visit progressed), Anita had dressed demurely - a tight, white blouse covered by a navy-blue blazer, teamed with a similarly-coloured pencil skirt to below her knees. Being of slight Asian build, the tight-fitting outfit suited her well, without being revealing in any way. Not that she had much to display; small A-cup tits that didn't even require a bra, and tiny hips. With a late-20's face that belied her actual age of 41, twinkling eyes, a cute button nose, medium-length straight black hair and a petite figure, Anita knew she definitely wasn't unattractive. Not a fan of the big city crowds, Anita had many years ago moved well out west where she loved the peace & quiet. But until now, no men in her small country town had even shown even the slightest interest in her.
John was quite the opposite of her. In his early 30's, he had short blonde hair, with an obvious Scandinavian background, was much taller than her and was very muscular & burly. Being physically intimidating, it was no surprise he worked in security, owning a well-known firm that provided this service for several towns in the wider area. Even before he had started checking her out, Anita had found him extremely attractive. But with the way he kept holding her gaze, before deliberately scanning his eyes up and down her body, it was clear that he very much liked what he saw. Anita was now starting to feel physically hot as the sexual tension between them grew - as much to cool down as to show off to John, she removed her blazer. Smiling back at John while still engaging professionally with his mother, she was intrigued as to John's latest look of surprise. Although knowing her white blouse was quite fitting, Anita knew the shape of her her tiny A-cup breasts could barely been through it. Sneaking a look downwards during a break in conversation, Anita gasped slightly - her oversized nipples were so hard they were almost poking through the tight fabric!! With her arousal so clearly displayed, she could see why she had given John a most pleasant but unexpected surprise!
Given the very obvious bulge in his work trousers, which Anita naughtily eyed off rather indiscreetly before smiling back at John, he was obviously very turned on by her. Fortunately his elderly mother was completely unaware of the ever-increasing sexual tension between Anita & her son that had grown so strong as to be almost palpable. Even though her client session was drawing to a close which would mean tearing herself away from John, Anita was glad, as she really didn't know how much more of their raw, sexual flirting she could take - she could already feel the moistness between her tightly pressed-together thighs.
After wrapping up her session, both John and his mother walked Anita to the front door. After some final instructions and farewell to her elderly client, Anita turned to leave - in doing so, feeling her left side brush firmly over the large bulge in the front of John's trousers as she squeezed past him out the front door! Giving him a surreptitious wink while waving to them both, Anita climbed into her car, her heart aflutter after physically feeling the effect she had had on hunky John! She had barely managed to maintain her professionalism with his mother during her consultation, but Anita knew beyond a doubt that she had to see John again SOON, but next time just the two of them ;-) Driving off, she couldn't get John out of her mind - not that she wanted to! For the first time in many, many years, she found her body responding to the fact that a man desired her. And what a man he was! She couldn't stop thinking about how big & burly he was .... just the type of masculine hunk to whom she would love to submit full control of her lithe Asian body! A shudder ran through her body as while she drove, her mind began to explore erotic possibilities with him ...
Heading back towards town, Anita's thick, rubbery nipples ached as her mind pictured John finally touching her naked body at the culmination of what she would ensure would be an unforgettable first date. Envisioning his big, strong hands grasping her tiny, pert tits, her already-aching nipples began to throb. She wanted him so badly to pull on them, to twist them, to bite on them! With the straight country road empty of other cars, Anita couldn't stop her left hand from leaving the steering wheel and teasing her oh-so-needy nipples. It felt so damn good ... and John's real attentions would undoubtedly feel so much more arousing. Catching an unfamiliar noise in her car - her moaning! - Anita pinched each of her thick nipples harshly, causing louder groans to escape her lips. She wanted John to treat her roughly, like his own personal fuck-toy, so badly! This thought of his harsh, raw sexual domination of her immediately drew forth a gush of hot juices from her desperate pussy, which completely soaked the front of her black silk panties. No! She couldn't touch herself there while driving! With her groans becoming louder, Anita forcefully squeezed her turgid nipples and pulled on them even harder to compensate, with each action picturing John himself abusing her thick, needy buds. By the time she approached the outskirts of town, her pussy was screaming from neglect and she had worked herself into such a state of arousal that she knew there was no chance she could make it home - still about 30 minutes - away without fulfilling her desperate need to cum.
Almost as she passed it, Anita spotted the entrance to a drivers' rest area and quickly swung off the road into it. Due to the service centre that had opened recently just up the road, this old rest area had become unnecessary and was completely deserted. Parking right down the end, a quick scan revealed no other people nor cars in sight, Anita undid her seatbelt with fumbling fingers, immediately reaching down to pull off her sodden black panties. As her arm rose, she swiped a finger tantalisingly slowly up the length of her dripping slit, causing her to shiver in anticipation ... fuck, she NEEDED John to tease her like that, over & over again, without allowing her to cum. Hiking up her skirt, Anita spread her legs wide, her feet pressed into the bottom corners of her windscreen to give best access between her thighs. She so badly wanted John's face buried there, licking her clit sensuously while his strong, thick fingers pummelled her tight, needy pussy hole. Drawing up her tight white blouse over the top of her bare A-cups, Anita squeezed one nipple while simultaneously smacking her exposed clitty hard, over & over. The pleasure! The pain! Each jolt from her hand caused her over-stimulated clit to send a pulse of wild stimulation rocketing up into the core of her being, where it was met by the hot electric arc shooting in from her abused nipples. She needed - no, craved! - John to cross that fine, fine line separating these intense sensations to combine them for her intense sexual pleasure!
Despite having a strong personality and being fiercely intelligent, the dark secret Anita hid from the world was that she desperately desired her whole sexuality be be controlled and dominated by a burly, well-muscled man - and John fitted her erotic fantasies absolutely perfectly. She wanted to be his good girl, for him to own her, control her pleasure, and most of all right now, to fuck her. Rummaging in her handbag, Anita found her hairbrush. It had a long, hard, black plastic handle - nowhere near as thick as what she was sure John's huge member would be like, but it was better than her petite fingers! Shoving it into her soaked, craving womanhood as hard as she could, Anita gasped as she imagined John lying on top of her, crushing her under his sweaty, masculine bulk, leaving her struggling to breathe as he thrust his cock harshly into her tiny, tight slit. Grasping harshly at her breasts and digging her fingernails into her now-red tit-flesh, Anita began to gasp as she humped the faux-cock, its length slamming painfully into her cervix as its hardness pleasured her squeezing pussy-walls and sensitive G-spot.
Groaning "John ... John!" between her ragged gasps for breath, Anita edged herself over and over again to the very brink of orgasm, knowing that's the control he would have over her. Each time she would stop lavishing attention on her desperately-throbbing pussy & nipples moments before wild waves of orgasm would have otherwise crashed over her, leaving her almost crying for release until she returned again to roughly masturbating her lust-wracked body. By now her delicious chocolate-brown nipples had taken their full erogenous form, not overly long, but oh-so-wide and hard that they looked like soda bottle-tops adorning her abused, red tits. Her cunt was raw from the pounding hair-brush handle, Anita knowing that John would want to punish her with endless fucking just so he could make her beg for final release. "Please, John ... " she moaned, pleasuring herself even more roughly. Then "Please ... Sir!" escaped her lips, as her mind gave her body completely over to his Mastership. This act of submission finally granted her brain permission to release her own pleasure, and Anita knew there was no possibility of halting the orgasm that ripped through her body like an oncoming freight train, her pussy squirting its sweetness wantonly over the dash of the car again & again, as overwhelming pleasure relentlessly rumbled & rocked her petite frame.
When her multi-orgasmic screaming had finally subsided, Anita opened her eyes to see her tight tits sheened in sweat and her splayed legs shining with dripping pussy juices, "Fuck, John ... I'll always be your good girl." she breathed, before slowly composing herself for a much more relaxing drive home. A quick check around the car still showed she was alone - thank goodness, as she had a well-earned professional reputation to uphold. Starting the car and then dropping her eyes after checking the rear-view mirror to back out, she jumped as she noticed the small security camera mounted on a pole ahead of her at the edge of the cleared area. "That'll be decommissioned for budget savings." thought Anita with some relief, knowing the small local council wouldn't have the desire or resources to monitor this unused rest area. Peering harder at the camera to verify it was indeed off, Anita gasped with a mixture of horror and arousal as next to the tiny blinking light, she noticed the logo of John's security company emblazoned upon it ...
Thursday, November 8th 2018
how to please black cock
I have been fucking this teacher from Laverne, Alabama. Who had until her encounter with me, been satisfied with a 4 inch thin cock.
Let me describe Katie she is 5'3 brown medium hair big tits and a woman who liked to be controlled. I had taught her to except nipple claps, ass fucking and to be used in any way I saw fit.
I had been talking to some black guys online and told them I wanted to set up a day for her to be used by a lot of black cock. I set the day and told her to meet me at the Motel 6 on Saturday morning at 10 am. She was to wear no underwear and leave her clothes at the door to the hotel room before she enters. The guys were to come at 9:30 and they had permission to do anything with her they wanted.
They were informed she liked it rough and all holes are available. There were 4 guys in all Jerome (my chat friend) who was dark black about 6'0 with a 9 inch cut cock. Willie 6-3 who was also dark black with a 10 inch uncut cock and very thick about as thick as a tennis ball. Ray a slender light skinned black 5'11 with an 8 inch cock about the size of my thump. Finally there was big Henry 6'5 coal black with 11 inches and thick as a coke can. When Katie arrived she knocked on the door undressed and brought her clothes in the room. The guys were all in the bathroom waiting for me to say Are you ready to be abused? I told her to get on the bed with her head off the edge so I could fuck her mouth. As soon as I put my cock in her mouth she started to suck for all she was worth. She was ready and willing her mouth showed it, her glisten pussy showed it and the dildo she had up her ass before we came to spread her ready for fresh black meat showed it. I pulled my cock out and asked “Are you ready to be abused?” “Yes please” is all she said her eyes looked at me longingly. Another chapter in her training had begun. The door opened and the guys came out naked and her eyes turned as big as saucers, I kept my cock in her mouth. Jerome pulled her legs around the long way of the bed and slides his cock against her cunt. I took my cock out of her mouth Jerome pushed his cock head into her pussy while roughly grabbing her tits to use as leverage. I moved out of the way and Willie took my place and started to fuck her mouth. Jerome pulled out and told Katie to get on top of his cock. She got on top and took as much of Jerome’s cock as she could and then he pulled her hair so she would be laying on top of him. Willie put his cock back in her mouth and Ray came up from behind and put his cock at the entrance to her ass. Without any lube he slammed his cock all the way in her ass. She tried to scream but Gerome and Willie wouldn't let her move. They were both fucking her in unison and after a few minutes Jerome said here come my sperm bitch as he grunted and filled her pussy with his sperm. Ray couldn't take much more and he filled her ass a few seconds later. Then Willie shoved her head against his balls and filled her throat with his cum. When he slipped out of her mouth Katie looked to get away. “I haven't had my turn yet” said Henry He pulled her to the edge of the bed and started to slap her breast each time harder until she screamed please stop. He lined up his massive cock with her pussy and even after having been fucked it was still twice as thick as her hole. He pushed hard and the head still wouldn't enter, Katie took her hands and grabbed her pussy lips spreading them with her finger to help him. He pushed all his weight on top of her and it started to go in as she screamed it’s to big you're ripping me. George said shut up bitch as he started squeezing her tits real hard till the turned red. in place of henry George was slamming his cock in out her pussy, till Katie just lay there whimpering. George pulled his cock completely out and asked Katie do you want my babies or should I fuck your ass. Katie cried give me your babies and George slammed it all the way in, as Katie screamed a wild orgasm. George fucked her for about 3 more minutes then he exploded in her unprotected pussy. You could see her belly pulsing as he came over and over. Then she just laid there as each used her mouth to clean their cocks. They left and Katie was still lying there, so I looked at her pussy swollen and full of cum. I decided she needed more I worked 4 fingers in her pussy fucking her with still no response form her. I pushed my hand inside her and finally she responded “I can't take any more”. She moaned whimpering i just continued untill she had her second orgasm. Her screams heard I am sure by the passing crowed. Her thrusts meeting my pumps as I slid my hand in and out of her. She squeezed her own nipples hard and pulled them just as hard, whilst her pussy juice coated my arm. “Open your mouth” I screamed. I needed to cum I pulled out my hand and walked to the place where Katie face was and shot my load all over her and into her waiting mouth. Load after load hitting her directly in the face. I lower myself to have her clean me up. Scraping the rest of my cum into her mouth. She waited for her next command battered and abused just like I told her she would be.
Monday, October 22nd 2018
your welcome daddy x
Buzzzzzz the sound of my Rabbit vibrator so soothing as I positioned myself to experience an orgasm like no other before my husband gets home from work.
I opened my legs and spread my pussy wide to allow my rabbit full access to my clit. Gently laid it on my clit while it did its work on Setting 1
My rabbit was smooth and steady going mildly nice as the juices started to work up to the surface in my pussy.
Now with images of my husband in my mind I arched my back and spread my legs a little further and hiked up the setting to 4 now the speed going was humming a lot faster really making my juices flow .
"Uhhh yess" the word eased out of my mouth as the rabbit did its work .
My clit was on fire but i wanted more, slowly sliding a finger in my pussy feeling the vibrations deep in my slit. One finger , two fingers then three worked their way in my pussy going in and out my pussy juice coating my fingers.
"Mhmmmm" I said as I took my fingers out my warm wet pussy.
I was so hot now, I licked my fingers not letting any juices go to waste. Eyes still closed I shoved my fingers back in my pussy but this time sliding them faster and faster as the rabbit was bringing me close to an orgasm. faster and faster my fingers slid in and out my pussy deeper and deeper they plunged into my wet folds until Without any hesitation i came.
"shittttttt im squirtttinnnggggg"i scream as I feel my warm juices squirt for my love place.
It made m even more Horney then ever before, i fingered my hole faster and faster deeper and deeper my fingers went . The rabbit never leaving my clit , my ass clenched and a wave of orgasmic pressure rushed through my body and out came all the built up pussy juice that was still deep inside me
My body twitched and shuddered as I was still trying to come back down from my orgasm when i heard ..
"Oh shit I'm cumming babyyyy"
When I opened my eyes it was my husband with his cock in his hand stroking fast as his cum prepared to shoot out his thick dick.
"Mmmmm Daddyyy please cum for me" i said.
I laid spread wide so he can shoot his seed all over me. No less than 1 minutes hot sticky cum flew out his cock and bathe me all over .
I slowly gathered up the cum with my finger and licked every bit of it i then kneeled at his still hard cock & sucked and licked him nice and clean.
"Mhm thank you babyy i needed that" he said as he watched his dick disappear and reappear in my mouth below him.
I kissed the head of his cleaned cock and replied .
"Your Very Welcome Daddy".
Saturday, October 13th 2018
my EX's best friend x
Still feeling down about my divorce I decided to go out with the boys to one of our local clubs to watch a band and have a drink. Beers were plentiful and I was feeling the effects. Alan decided it was pizza time and this Italian club made the best wood fired pizza around. I offered to buy the food. I got to the counter, ordered our 4 pizzas and took the buzzer that let’s you know they are ready. I heard a familiar voice behind me say “Hey you, nice buzzer. Want me to hold it for you? I will keep it safe between my legs.” I turned to see Lina my ex’s best friend standing behind me with one of her mates. Lina was single after her relationship failed a few years ago. She had stayed in at our place while she sorted out her finances, so we got to know each other really well. “How’s single life treating you? You getting any?” she asked. I paid for the food and asked Lina and her friend to join us, which they promptly did. She grabbed the buzzer out of my hand and said “I’ll keep this warm for you.” The guys were happy to see Lina and her friend Terri. Terri was a bright-eyed 28-year-old blonde girl from Bondi with a surfer girl look about her and a nice body. She had small breasts but more then enough to suck on. She was wearing an open-backed red dress and a pair of black high heels. The pearls around her neck added a touch of class. Lian was 40 with long brown hair that went down to her butt. She was wearing a shortish tartan skirt and a white cashmere sweater that struggled to contain her D-sized breasts. “So single life?’ Lina asked me. “How is it?” “It’s not too bad. I am getting used to it.” “Getting any?” she asked tracing her finger down my thigh. “Let’s just say I have met a lot of interesting ladies and fucked most of them.” I said with a laugh. With a smile and a glint in her eye Lina said “I’m sure they were happy. Can I tell you something?” I nodded and kept listening. “I can’t tell you how many times I fucked my pussy with my dido when I lived at your house, listing to you fuck the brains out of Emma every night. Hearing her cum and cum and cum - fuck me I would get a cramp in my wrist jamming my self so hard.” “I do like fucking and one thing about Emma was she was a great fuck - took it in all three holes whenever and however I wanted it.” I said. “I know. She told me everything you guys did. I have to tell you each time my cunt would be dripping and I’d have to go and fuck myself again. Then to listen to you guys fuck!” she rolled her eyes, “Seriously it was so intense - no wonder she was always smiling!” The buzzer went off and Lina squirmed in her chair as she had it between her legs. I reached down for it and my hand purposefully touched her pussy as I picked it up. She smiled. Andy and Terri had struck up a conversation and were hitting it off quite well. The night rolled on we drank and danced to some really bad covers of sung by the retro band. Lina and Terri disappeared to the ladies and were gone for a fair while. They returned and Lina came in close and said “Can you do something for me.” “Sure” I replied. “Just keep it a secret you cant ever tell Emma.” she blurted back. Not too sure where this was going I replied “OK.” She again leaned in and said “ I have never been fingered in a night club before please finger fuck me here tonight.” Without delay I grabbed her hand and led her to a darker part of the dance area the chairs and tables were lit by candles only. We kissed. I felt her hand grab the cheeks of my butt and pull me into her body. My cock started to stir and rubbed right on her pussy mound. We continued kissing as my hand disappeared under her short skirt, to find she wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy felt shaved and wet. Lina moaned as my finger brushed her clit on the way down to her drenched pussy hole. Her backed arched just a little as two of my fingers entered her and fiercely went to work inside her hole. In a matter of moments she came biting on my shoulder to stop herself screaming out loud - although I'm sure people close to us knew what was happening. Her woman juice run down my hand and I slid another finger inside her sodden pussy. My thumb rubbed her clit and three fingers pumped in and out of her, leaning close she growled “Yes fuck me. Finger my filthy pussy!” she came again. This time stronger then the last as she bucked against my hand until her wave was through. I pulled my hand out and told her to open her mouth. I fed her my fingers and she licked then clean with care she sucking each one slowly. I kissed her again. Then grabbing Lina by the hand we said a quick goodbye to the guys and left. Lina’s place was only a five minute walk from the club but it seemed like an eternity so we cut down a path way and I stopped and pulled my cock out. Lina knew what I wanted and dropped straight to her knees sucking my cock with total enthusiasm. “Wow.” I thought. “Getting my cock sucked under a street light in the middle of suburbia is so fucking horny.” I grabbed her head and started to pump into her face she opened her mouth and let me have my way. I noticed a guy looking through his window watching us, which only added to the sensation. Lina played with my balls and I pumped fiercely into her mouth and throat. I felt the unmistakable joy of orgasm run straight to my cock and I shot my load deep into Lina’s throat. Undeterred she continued sucking until I was finished. I slipped my cock back into my pants. “That was so fucking great, so fucking horny.” she said still licking her lips. All I could think about was fucking this girl and Lina then asked in a shy voice. “You’re still going to fuck me right?” It was not long before we were in her house totally naked. I grabbed her to me and threw her on the bed. She fell with her legs open wide as if by instinct. I sucked one nipple as my other hand teased the other one. I moved to kissing and biting all over her breasts. “Harder.” she cried “I want to be sore in the morning you have to fuck me hard and treat me rough like the dirty little slut I am.” I bit hard on her nipple and her back arched. My hand found her hole and I slid three fingers back inside her pumping her cunt hard as I continued to suck and bite her nipples. She came again screaming. “That’s it fuck me! Spread my filthy little fuck hole, spread me wide.” Each dirty word, like alcohol had its effect and the more she screamed the dirtier she got. ‘“You are so gonna fuck my ass tonight, I know you love it. I would listen to you ram Emma. You have to spread it like you’re spreading my cunt hole!” I slid a forth finger into her sodden hole as her hand reached for my cock. I sat upright moving my cock into reaching distance perfectly positioned to keep finger-fucking her hole. Lina started to wank my cock making it hard in an instant. “OK slut. Get on you knees I want to fuck you filthy gash.” I commanded. Lina jumped right into doggy and I grabbed her hips hard and pulled her cunt on to my fat hard cock. It slid in with ease. She moaned. “Fuck yes that’s what I want. Fuck that hole. Fuck me good.” Slap! I spanked her ass cheek sending a cry of pain out of Lina’s mouth quickly followed by “Yes that’s it give it to me.” I pumped her harder and faster. Crack! Another slap, then another. “You dirty cock sucking slut. Take that!” I yell as my cock slammed into her cunt again and again. My balls were now slapping her clit each time I pounded relentlessly inside her. “Yes! Yes! That’s it give it to me! I need it ohhh fuck you treat me so good. YESSSSSSSSSSS.” she screamed. As another smack landed on her red ass cheeks it was too much and she came, pussy juice dripping out all over the side of her bed. As her wave was flowing away I grabbed her hair and pulled it hard making her scream. I smacked her ass again. “I’m going to fucking ride you shit-less you filthy whore.” I said. She came again screaming, her body shaking. Her arms couldn’t hold her and she collapsed on the bed. “That’s not all. On your back.” I told her. She rolled over with my help. I opened her legs wide and stuck three fingers back inside her now well fucked hole. “You want a fucking… that’s what your going to get.” I say firmly. “Yes please give me more! Fuck me, smack me call me names, please, please. I need it!” she begged. Closing my hand in a duck-bill shape I slide all of my fingers and thumb into her cunt up to my knuckles. She positioned herself waiting for the onslaught of my fist sliding into her hole. “Yes, yes do it! Please fist me – please! I want it shove it in there!” she pleaded. “Can you take it? Are you a good enough slut?” I asked. “Yes I will take it I will take what you give me!” I started to pump 4 my 4 fingers in and our twisting it inside her as my hand slid in and out. Lina started to buck. “I want it stick it in there do it fucking do it!” How could I refuse? Slowly I slid my whole hand inside her hole. “Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck that’s it! So fucking big fuck fuck Slow please slow.” she said in a small voice. She’s quiet as if scared to be loud that she might split in two. She won’t. I know pussies are amazing and I was going to teach her how a good fisting can feel. I left my hand inside her - her pussy muscles squeezing it trying to toss this firm, hard invader out. Slowly I pulled it out of her. Without hesitation I slid back in and out and in again. I continued to work her pussy closing my fist when I had my hand inside her and opening it again as I pulled it out. Slowly I increased my pace. Lina looked at me and said “Look at me - am I a good slut? Tell me am.” I stared in her eyes and said “Not yet – you’re getting there but you need to take it properly before you are a proper slut. But I must say I am impressed, a definite slut in training.” The words as if a magic potion made her cum and her cunt clenched so hard on my hand I couldn’t close a fist properly but I didn't stop. “Aaarrrrrrrggggggg yes fuck me! Fist my dirty cunt. I am a true slut I know! Yes, yes aaaaaaarrrrrrrgggggggggh.” As her pussy started to relax I started to fist her good and proper her cunt juicing each and every time she came which was over and over now. “Please stop my hole is so used its fucked and sore.” It was as if she read my mind - I needed to have my cock back inside her and it was her red-cheeked ass that was going to get well fucked. “I want your ass you dirty little slut. Get on you knees in doggy again.” I tell her. “Yes please I want it fucked. Fuck it good - please fuck it hard. I love it fucked hard.” she commanded. No lube was needed as her cunt juice had run down between her ass cheeks. I grabbed my cock and wanked it so was nice and hard. I sat the head right on her butt hole. “Do you want it? How much do you want it?” I asked. “Oh I want it - come on stop teasing stick it in, I cant wait any more.” She took a deep breath and I slid the head of my cock inside her tight ass hole. She let out just a little squeal. “Don't stop stick it in I want it. Stick it right in there.” I slowly opened her ass with my cock going deeper with each stroke until the shaft of my 8 inch cock was buried to the base. “You are such a good slut look at you. You took all my cock.” I said. “Yes, yes I am! Now fuck me fuck it good!’ Without delay I grabbed hold of her hips and start to pump in and out with long, slow, deep stokes quickening with each pump. Lina played with her clit as my cock pounded into her tight but now well-fucked ass. “Yes, I love it! Yes go on fuck my ass fuck it fuck it” she screamed as her orgasm made her words unrecognizable. “Come on! Cum in my hole - dump in me - come on!” As I grabbed her hips firmer she lowered her head to the bed as if she needed to hang on. I shifted gears and found myself fucking her ass hard and without mercy, deeper and deeper. “Take it, take my cock. I am going to dump deep in you, you dirty slut.” I said breathing deeply. “Yes fuck me. Cum. Fuck you cum!” I couldn’t stand it any longer. I felt my orgasm crash though my body and shoot out the end of my cock deep into this fucking dirty sluts dump hole. “Ooooohhhhh yes take that, fucking take that you fuck filthy slut!” I screamed. “Yes please cum, that’s it dump your load in my ass yes!” She screamed as she came louder and longer then ever before. I continued to thrust my cock deep inside her as her cunt and ass came in unison. I pumped until each and every drop was out and my cock started to soften. I slid out of her well-fucked ass hole and Lina collapsed onto the bed with cum dripping out of her ass. I looked at her and smiled and said “Now you a true fuck slut.” With a huge smile and still rubbing her well fucked pussy she said “Thank you.” After a quick shower I gave Lina one more suck of my well used cock. “Guess I will see you around.?” “You can bet on it.” she said as she rolled over and I walked out of the door.
Thursday, October 4th 2018
The Train X
We searched for the right compartment. I chose the second carriage from the front of the train. In those days there were 8 compartments to a carriage and we found an empty one and closed the blinds. We were on our way home from summer camp at UNI and Julie had on a short skirt and see through blouse with a see through bra to show off the small but pert tits and nipples. Julie was on fire she couldn’t wait to have me inside her. I sat in the corner and she settled on to my lap. Her skirt was already pulled up and her knickers pulled to one side as she sat on my lap. She could feel my raging cock against her leg. She reached between her legs and unzipped me and got my cock out - it was hard and she rubbed it for good measure. She spread her legs on my lap and guided my cock into her. She was so wet it slipped in quite easily. I could tell she was turned on with the naughtiness of the situation. She squirmed on me to ensure the cock sank deep into her then turned and kissed me deep - this made my cock harden even more and she forced her cunt down onto it and started fucking it almost in rhythm with the clickety-clack of the wheels on the railway line. I was able to reach round and open her blouse and feel her engorged nipples on those lovely tits and squeeze them as she bounced up and down on my cock. We could hear the odd person walk past the compartment and prayed no one would come in. Our luck held and her tight cunt held my cock fucking tight up and down. The excitement for us both was tremendous and of course when I am that excited I tend to shoot my spunk sooner rather than later and this was no exception. She squeezed her cunt lips hard as if when I came I set of her orgasm, her cunt squeezing and pulling me taking every last drop as if it was a life elixir. Julie thrashed until she was completed and her ecstasy wave settled. She stood pulling down her skirt as the door to the compartment opened and the guard walked in to check out tickets. Close I thought which just made it all that hotter.
Monday, October 1st 2018
a teenage dream x
"Never ever, in your whole life?" Danielle asked, looking incredulous at her husband. "Not even when you were a teenager?" Jason laughed and sat down his drink. They always met for drinks after work on Friday afternoon, at their favorite bar. A 'date night' of sorts, and after throwing back a few, shaking off the work week, and loosening up, they usually got into lively discussions. "Never," Jason said. "Amazing, isn't it? We've been married three years and you still don't know everything about me. I bet there's things I don't know about you, too." Danielle sat back in her chair, looking perplexed. A beautiful woman, sexy even in her business attire, she'd let her long, silky, strawberry blond hair down and taken off her jacket so her perfect, perky breasts were pushing at her white blouse. Her knee-length conservative skirt didn't hide how long her legs were. Jason often wondered how he'd managed to land such a beautiful, intelligent, funny woman. He feared some morning he'd wake up to discover it was all a wet dream. Danielle shook her head. "Didn't you have a car when you were a teenager?" "Yes," Jason said. "I never used it for that, though." "So you never went parking or anything?" "Honey." He leaned forward. "My parents were never home. I could sneak girls into the house. We had my bed to do it in." Danielle smiled. She could picture her husband sneaking girls into his parent's house. The thought made her a little jealous, but only because she wished they'd known each other as teenagers so she could have snuck in too. He was a handsome man, suave and well put-together, with green eyes and a square jaw, and a sly, knowing way of smirking at her that instantly got her panties wet. He was tall and broad shouldered and his visits to the gym showed. She loved their 'date night,' seeing him in his suit, with his tie off and shirt unbuttoned. Sexy, on top of being her best friend--it was all a girl could ask for. "So you've never got it on in the backseat of a car," she said. "That's interesting." "I take it you have?" He arched an eyebrow. "None of my boyfriends in high school had parents that worked all the time. The most romantic thing I got was a blanket in a field." "We could always go over to my parent's house and I could sneak you into my old room." Danielle laughed. As Jason ordered another round of drinks, he saw a familiar, devious twinkle in her eye. The wheels were turning in her head, and he looked forward to whatever surprise she whipped up for him. *** Saturdays were spent catching up on chores around the house. Now that spring had come, those chores included yard work. This particular Saturday wasn't too hot, but sunny, not a rain cloud in sight, so Jason mowed the yard and trimmed the hedges. Danielle did some cleaning in the house and then left to run errands. As he tackled the weed growth alongside the house, he heard a car rumbling up the driveway. He turned off his weed whacker and propped it against the house. The car that greeted him in the driveway wasn't their sensible, compact economy car, but a big, ancient four door 57 Chevy Bel Air. The car, painted robin's egg blue, wasn't in the best condition. There was a lot of rust on the frame and the chrome was dull. The engine didn't sound great either, and the exhaust was loud. As he crossed the yard, he saw Danielle sitting behind the wheel. He bent down next to the open passenger side window and looked in. "What's this?" he asked, shouting over the noise. She shut off the car and smiled at him, her arm draped over the big blue steering wheel. Jason took in her outfit--a low-cut halter top and a short, gauzy white skirt. She didn't usually dress so sexy to grab groceries. "It's Daddy's new car," she said. "I stopped by to say hi and he let me take it out." Danielle's father bought and restored classic cars, his 'retirement hobby' as he called it. Some he resold, a few he kept. "Guess he hasn't started working on this one yet, huh?" Jason ran his hand over the window frame. "The interior is nice, though." Danielle smoothed her fingers over the front leather bench seat. The seat was blue like the rest of the car, with tan stripes. The leather still looked good, but it needed patched in a few places. "I'm surprised he let you take it out," Jason said, sticking his head further inside to look around. "I guess it can't get too much more roughed up, can it?" "I begged him. I gave him the pouty look. You wanna go for a ride?" Jason drew back through the window and eyed her. He had on a white tank top, stained with sweat, his strong, thickly-muscled arms on display. Danielle wanted to lick him. She hadn't missed him eyeing up her outfit, either. "Yeah, sure," he said. "Let me just throw on a t-shirt and lock up the house." Danielle waited in the car, nearly wiggling with anticipation. She'd told her dad she'd be back in an hour, after explaining she wanted to show the car to Jason. Time was ticking. Jason returned to the car, now in a white t-shirt, his tight jeans riding low. She could still smell the sweat on him as he slid into the car; her favorite scent, all manly and raw. She slipped her sunglasses on and smiled to herself as she started the car back up. She drove the country roads around their house, the warm spring air rushing in the windows. The car rode surprisingly smooth despite the noise it made. The seats were deep and comfortable, too. Jason was distracted by Danielle's hair being tugged by the wind, her skirt fluttering over her sleek, tanned thighs. He reached over and fiddled with the huge dials on the old-fashioned radio. "This work?" he asked. Danielle shook her head, pushing her hair back from her face. "Daddy doesn't have it hooked up yet." After about ten minutes, Danielle took them down a familiar road. She slowed the car and turned into the driveway of a big house with a wrap-around porch and a huge yard. Jason looked over at her. "Why are we at my cousin's house? They're out of town right now, remember? They went on vacation to Florida." "I know." She pulled the car into a parking area beneath a big oak tree, shielded from the road. "So no one will know we're here. And we won't get hassled by the cops, since were sitting in a private driveway." He chuckled as she killed the engine. "Is that so? I should have seen this coming." She slipped her sunglasses off and ran her fingers through her hair, un-mussing it. She tossed her sunglasses on the dashboard and slunk across the seat toward him, like a cat. "Yes," she said. "You should have seen it coming." She crawled onto his lap and straddled him. There was plenty of room, even in the front seat, and the ceiling was high enough she only had to bend her neck a little. Jason couldn't help but wonder if she'd seen the car at her father's place days ago and already had it sized up for sexcapades. He kissed her, and she squeaked into his mouth as he gathered her ass in his hands, all of it, squeezing it tight, nearly lifting her off his lap. He broke the kiss and asked, "Since when do you dress like this to go to the store?" She wiggled against him. "I didn't go to the store." He slipped his hand up under her skirt and found nothing but smooth, bare skin. "Shameless." He tugged up the bottom of her halter top. "Take this off, let me look at you." His command made her tingle. She'd never been overly submissive in bed, but she still loved when he told her what to do. She gripped the bottom of her top and peeled it off over her head. She had to wear a bra, unfortunately, because her breasts were too big not to. She reached behind her back to undo it. She popped the clasps and slipped the straps off, his gaze on her the whole time. She whipped the bra off with one movement and her breasts popped out proud and firm in front of her. Her nipples were tight and hard, aching for his fingers, or his mouth. She tossed her bra into the driver's seat then gripped the front of his t-shirt. "You too. It's only fair." "Of course. You know me, I like to be fair." He reached down and pulled his shirt up. She sat back so he could work it off. She nearly drooled at the sight his broad, tight chest. He threw his t-shirt onto the seat with her bra. She didn't have long to stare, as he pulled her against him, and she gasped at the sensation of hot, silken skin against skin, her favorite feeling. He caressed his hand down the curve of her back and cupped one of her breasts with the other. "We should get in the backseat," she said. "That's how it's done." "You're the expert." He lowered his mouth to her nipple and gave it a firm suck, then popped his mouth off. "We're really gonna do this in my cousin's driveway?" "He'll never know." She wiggled off his lap and climbed over the backseat. On the way, her skirt rode up, giving him a view of her sumptuously round, delicious bare ass, and even a flash of her smooth pussy peeking out between her thighs. She fell into the backseat, giggling. Jason was quick to follow, much more horny now than worried about where they were. "Your dad will kill us if he finds out," Jason said, as he shimmied over the seat. "We'll make sure we clean up after." She stretched her long legs out on the seat, barefoot as she'd left her sandals on the floorboard up front. He took in the sight of her breasts, her smooth, flat stomach, and the little slip of gauzy white fabric around her waist, barely hiding what was underneath. She looked so sensual, so sexy, bathed in the afternoon light. Her hair spread out around her head like shimmering, copper-gold silk. He moved down her body, hands on the seat on either side of her slim waist. He pushed her skirt up over her hips and immediately buried his head between her thighs. He breathed in the warm, musky scent of her pussy, and then plunged his tongue into her. She was already wet. "Jason!" She jerked her hips. She reached down to grip his hair. He worked his tongue inside her, fucking her with it, and then on her clit, firmly but not too rough, the way she liked. His facial hair tickled her thighs and she locked them around his head, then relaxed, remembering he needed to breathe. She whimpered, her inner muscles clenching. He pushed two fingers into her, filling up that ache, at least a little. He fucked her deep with his fingers, his tongue drawing slow circles on her clit. She wiggled against the seat, the leather making her back sweaty. He brought his other hand up to play with her breasts, squeezing and plucking her nipples. "You're so good at that," she said. "See, I told you it was fun in a car." She caressed her foot down his back. He was sweaty too. She could have let him do that all day, let him make her come over and over again with his mouth--but unfortunately, she had to get the car back soon and she wanted something else even more. "Stop," she said, pushing gently at his head. "Baby, you gotta stop." He stopped, and lifted his head. His chin was wet with her juices. "You okay?" he asked. She nodded. "Yes. I just--I'm not allowed to keep the car all day. And I want you naked and on top of me right now." He chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that seemed to vibrate across her soaked pussy and made her shiver. He got up on his knees, kneeling between her spread legs. She lay there, sprawled and burning with arousal, the warm air caressing her slick thighs, watching as he undid his jeans and worked them down over his hips. He wore a pair of black boxer briefs that hugged his hips like a second skin. He pushed his jeans down to his knees and she admired his thick, powerful thighs. Then he pushed his underwear down and his big, fat cock popped out, hard and ready for her She sat up and reached for his hips. She knew if she didn't hurry up she'd get an angry phone call from her dad, but she couldn't resist. "May I?" she asked. He reached down and stroked her hair back from her face. "Thought you wanted me naked and on top of you?" "I do, but I need a little taste first." She gave him her pouty face. No man could resist it, for any reason. She wrapped her long, slender fingers around the base of his cock and squeezed him. He loved her touch. She held his cock steady as she sunk her lips over it. Her mouth was velvety and hot and made him groan. She put her other hand on his hip and went to work, bobbing her head. He gathered up her hair and held it back from her face, watching her. He loved being in her mouth, stretching her jaws, nudging at the back of her throat. He felt her swallow, breathe in, and take him even deeper, until she gagged. She recovered and resumed sliding her mouth back and forth, stroking what she couldn't get in, her fist tight around him. He gripped the back of the seat so as not to topple over, and closed his eyes, enjoying it. She sucked him for a few minutes and then slid her mouth off. He opened his eyes. She worked her jaw, looking up at him. "We better do this," she said. "Much as I'd like to keep going." "Good idea. Because if you keep that up, I'll need some time to recover. And I still won't get to have sex in a car." She sat back on her hands, looking pleased with herself. His cock was aching, literally pulsing in his hand as he gave it a few strokes, his shaft slick with her spit. He could have jerked off all over her fabulous tits just then, but he really wanted to be inside her. "Come and get it," she said, and laid back, her skirt bunched around her waist, her glistening pink slit inviting him. He struggled out of his jeans and underwear, squirming around, and kicked them onto the floor. The car was big, but he still had to contort himself. Maybe he hadn't done this before because he rightly assumed it couldn't possibly be comfortable. He crawled on top of her and gave her a deep kiss. She tasted herself on his lips, on his tongue. The touch of his cock against her stomach made her ache with want, the wet tip brushing below her belly button. She gazed up at him, holding his eyes as she reached down and slipped her fingers around it, and guided the fat head against her sopping pussy. "If I'd known fucking in a car got you this hot, I would have done it ages ago," Jason said. "Feels like we're doing something naughty, doesn't it?" "Well, it is your dad's car, so--yeah, actually." Without further preamble he slid into her, smooth and fast—penetrating her easily as wet as she was, his cock stretching her, filling her thick and hard. She gasped and shifted her hips, and then moaned as he seated himself all the way up inside her, deep as he could go. "Jason." She gripped his arms, her nails flexing against the tight muscles of his biceps. She squeezed her pussy around him, feeling every thick inch inside of her. He captured her lips again, before pulling back and beginning to thrust. He moved slowly the first few times, letting her adjust, then he began the hard, fast pounding she so desperately needed. Her pussy was amazing, even better than her mouth, scorching hot and slick and tight. He hooked his arms under her knees, pushing them back until her pretty bare feet were above her shoulders. She clung to him as he slammed into her, wailing in her pleasure, his moans and growls mixing with her beautiful noise. He really hoped no one was around, as all the windows were rolled down. She was always loud in bed and he loved it. "That what you wanted?" he asked her. "Yes!" She flung her head back, arching beneath him. "Fuck me baby, fuck me harder." He gave her everything he had, their flesh slapping together, his cock filling her over and over. They were rocking the car, making it squeak on the tires. He pulled one of his arms from beneath her knee and started squeezing her bouncing breasts. "Feel like a teenager again, honey?" he purred at her. The question went unanswered in the intensity of the moment, the force of his fucking making her delirious. She was getting close, and so was he, she could feel it in the erratic rhythm of his hips, in the tightening of his stomach. "Danielle." He tangled his hand in her hair, the other still holding her knee back. "Oh, goddamn." The pressure built inside her. His cock was hitting just the right spot, sending a sensation like little electric shocks directly to her clit. Her pleasure reached a sharp peak and she began to clench around him. She shrieked as the tension broke, shuddering waves rolling over her body. "Jason!" He fucked her through it, making her come even harder. He only lasted another moment though, before she saw the unmistakable signs of him going over the edge. She loved to watch him come. "Fuck!" He buried his face in the seat next to her head, his cock jerking and throbbing inside her. Wet heat filled her and she pushed her hips up, moaning as her still-clenching pussy milked it out of him. They were both gasping and trembling, pressed slick and hot against each other. She sunk against the seat, buzzing, shuddering, alive. He sagged against her. She squeezed around him and sighed at the feel of his twitching length still so deep inside her. He groaned, close to her ear. "You okay, baby?" she asked. He slid out of her and slumped to the side. They were soaked with sweat. The leather seats were slick. Everything smelled like sex. They were definitely going to have to air the interior out. "I'm wonderful," Jason slurred. "Oh, God." He rubbed his hand over his face. Danielle let her leg down as he slid his arm from beneath it, then stretched it out and draped it over the front seat. She reached down and played with her sloppy, dripping pussy a little, loving how it felt to be overflowing with his release. She felt deliciously used. "Our parents are gonna wonder where we are," she teased. "You should take me home before we get caught." He smiled down at her. "I'm gonna take you home, all right. And do more dirty things to you in our bed. Maybe on the couch. And the kitchen counter..." "We better get this car back to my dad first." She kissed him. "After we clean it up. We made a mess." She giggled. "I'm sure the teenagers who've come before us would be proud."
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