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Big Surprise

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“I’m here.”

I stare at my phone, willing him to reply. Every nerve-ending in my body is tingling, wondering what he’s got planned for me. For us. All he told me was that he had a big surprise.

My heart swells a little and I allow myself a minute to bask in the romance of it all. This man who loves me so much, who works so hard, who makes every day an adventure, even after all this time together. I squeeze my eyes shut, picturing his sweet face: smiling, blue eyes, silky, brown hair, the stubble that covers his dimpled cheeks, and the soft beard I can’t help running my fingers over every time he’s within arms’ reach. Damn, I love him.

I flip the visor down to check my reflection. My blue eyes are sparkling with excitement, my cheeks flushed pink already. I pull my dark blonde hair down over my shoulder and comb it with my fingers, nervously.

My phone buzzes with a new text message and I grab for it. “Take your panties off.”

I blush and look around. There’s a man eating a sandwich in the parking spot across from me.

“There’s someone here.”

“Do it.”

I swallow hard. I love it when he gets bossy with me. I consider disobeying just so he’ll punish me, but I really want to know what he’s up to.

Keeping my gaze on the sandwich man, I reach under my dress and inch my panties down. Quickly, I lift my hips and shove them to my thighs, then push them over my knees so they fall to the floor. I step out of them quickly, then casually reach down and grab them, shoving them in my purse.

I text him. “They’re off.”

“That’s my girl.”

Oh, fuck. I love it when he calls me that.

A minute later, he pulls up next to me. Sometimes, he’ll walk around his truck and pull me from my seat, hugging and kissing me before opening the door and helping me inside, his hands never leaving my body. I can tell from the way his gaze is burning into me, this is not one of those days.

I grab my purse and turn the car off, glancing around to make sure I have everything. I wish I knew where we were going. Pressing the button to lock up my car, I turn and open the door to his truck. He’s got a towel on the passenger seat and I look at him with wide eyes, feeling my cheeks flush.

He chuckles. “Get in, Baby.”

I climb in and buckle my seatbelt, looking at him expectantly.

He tosses something into my lap. “Hold this against your clit.”

I look down. It’s a bullet. Not ammunition. The wire leads to a controller in his hand. I glance out the window, wondering if Sandwich Man is watching. He is still in his car, but not looking our way.

He tugs the toy away from me. “Of course, if you don’t want to, we can just go home.”

“No!” I shout, grabbing for it. “I’ll do it.”

He smirks and hands it to me. I part my legs and pull my dress up so he can see, then press the cold metal against my clit.

“Good girl.”

Not knowing what’s going to happen, not having any control, is exhilarating. He doesn’t leave me waiting long. We’re not even out of the parking lot, yet, and the bullet begins to vibrate. I gasp and reach for his arm but he pulls it away.

“Oh, no. I’m in charge.”

I whimper, then moan loudly as he increases the intensity. “Eric. Please.”

“Please, what? More?”

Already, I am about to cum, but he turns the bullet off canlı bahis şirketleri and I cry out in anguish, instead.

“Please, what?”

“Please, Sir,” I mumble quickly. “Please let me cum.”

He turns the bullet on again, but much lower. I press it harder against my clit, aching for release. He turns it off again. “I’m in charge.”

I nod.

“Say it.”

“You’re–” he turns it on high and I cry out.

He turns it off. “Say it.”

“You’re–” On again, even more intense. I moan. “You’re in… you’re in…Oh, God.” I take a deep breath. The wave is right there, about to drag me under. “You’re. In. Charge! Ah!” I scream as the orgasm crashes over me. My fingernails dig into my thigh as I writhe against the seat. He places his hand over mine and I cling to it gratefully, gasping for breath.

His hand moves between my legs, pressing the bullet back into place as the vibration increases again.

“Oh, fuck!” I moan. “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh fuck!” I put my foot on the seat, trying to get enough leverage to push him away, but I can’t.

“What’s wrong, Baby?” He asks innocently. He’s parked now, and he plays with the controller, increasing and decreasing the speed, intensity, and pattern, until I feel like I might explode.

“Please,” I moan, arching against the seat.

“Do you need to cum again?”

“Yes!” I gasp. “Yes, please, SIR,” I groan through gritted teeth.

“I think… You can wait a little longer.” He turns the bullet off and tugs it away from me.

“Wait, what? No!”

“Stay there.”

He gets out and walks around the back of the truck. We’re at the campground and the camper is all set up. The reasonable, rational part of my brain knows whatever he has planned is going to be amazing, but the part of me that’s just been denied is pissed.

He opens my door and steps up, leaning over me to release my seatbelt.

He’s so close and his scent overwhelms me. I’m longing to touch him. Kiss him. No. I keep my arms crossed and look straight ahead.

He kisses my neck. “It will be worth it, I promise. Come on, let’s go inside.”

“No,” I whine.

“Babe, come on,” he says, a little more firmly.

I don’t move.

He kisses me sweetly, touching my face and threading his hands through my hair. I refuse to respond at all.

Suddenly, he fists his hand in my hair, wrapping it around his wrist. He yanks, pulling from the seat roughly. “Now.”

“Okay, okay!”

Once my feet are on the ground, he releases me and I whirl around to look at him. Before I can say anything, he kisses me. “Thank you for getting out of the truck, Baby.”

He tucks my hand in his and walks me to the door of the camper. He suddenly looks nervous. “I love you.”

“I know. I love you, too. I…I thought we were playing.”

He gathers my hair in his fist again and pulls my head back so I’m looking up at him. “What’s the safe word?”

My eyes widen and I whisper it. “Timeout.”

“You promise you’ll use it? Anytime you feel uncomfortable.”

“Yes?” He continues to look anxious. “Yes! You’re scaring me.”

His eyes flash and he pulls my hair harder. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Let’s go.”

He opens the door and I climb inside.

I stop short, but he’s right behind me, pushing me forward, canlı kaçak iddaa shutting and locking the door.

There’s a man on the bed. He’s naked, stroking the baseball bat between his legs.

“Oh, shit,” I gasp. That’s his cock.

Eric kisses my neck. “It’s fucking huge, isn’t it? You want it?”

The conversation we’d had a few weeks ago flashes through my mind.

“Do you ever wish you could be with a really big guy?” He’d asked me. “Wait. Have you been?”

I’d laughed. “No! I haven’t been. Baby, you’re perfect.”

He’d grabbed my hand and kissed it sweetly. “That’s not what I’m asking. I’m perfectly happy with what I’ve got. Sometimes I just wonder what it would be like to be a little bigger. A couple inches longer. Thicker. Just to try.”

“Just to try?” I’d asked skeptically. “I guess. Sure, I’ve wondered, but…well, I’m perfectly happy with what you’ve got, too.”

“Do you want it?” He asks me now, his breath hot on my neck, his hands massaging my breasts. “Just to try?”

I turn around and look up at him. His face is flushed with excitement but his eyes are still nervous. I swallow hard. “Eric,” I whisper.

“Timeout?” He asks. His gaze darts to the man behind me.

“I…I didn’t say that,” I tell him quickly. I hear movement from the bed and turn to find the man standing in front of me. I tilt my head to look up at him. He has dark brown hair, cropped close to his head and his brown eyes look anxious. He’s clean-shaven…everywhere, it seems…and his height seems almost comical in the too-tight space. “I’m Jade,” I whisper breathlessly.

“Mike,” he answers.

I eye his cock again and he steps back so I can get a better look. I have no idea what his measurements might be. It looks as big as my forearm. Jesus. “That’s…ah… pretty impressive.”

He grins. “I don’t get many complaints.”

I glance back at Eric, then down at the bulge in his pants. “Okay,” I whisper.

In a flash, he grabs me and kisses me hard, then pulls my dress over my head. He unhooks my bra and suddenly, I am naked in front of this stranger. I want to cover myself. My breasts are too big, my belly too soft. This can’t be what he’s used to. Still…he’s looking at me hungrily and I’m too aroused to care.

“Sit on the bed,” Eric orders him, pushing me forward and forcing me to my knees between his legs. “Suck.”

Oh, God. Okay, here we go. Mike’s cock looms at attention in front of me. It’s not as big as my forearm, but definitely bigger than I’ve ever had before. I can’t tear my gaze away. Tentatively, I reach for it.

I run my fingers along his length, listening to him suck in air through his teeth. A bead of precum appears at his tip and I use my thumb to rub it over his swollen head.

Leaning forward, I lick the path my thumb just traveled before taking him into my mouth slowly. I look up at him when he hits my throat. His head is thrown back, his breathing shallow. I wrap my hand around the base of his cock. I’ve barely taken half of him. Damn.

Backing off, I lick around his head again. Underneath. I wrap my lips around his shaft and suck gently, tonguing him softly. I hear him swear and behind me, Eric chuckles.

Mike jumps a little when I fondle his balls. I dip my head lower and lick and suck each one. He moans and squeezes my head between canlı kaçak bahis his legs. They’re shaking already.

I make my way back up his shaft, licking and lubing it up. I take it in my hand and squeeze, pumping up and down his length a couple of times before taking him back into my mouth.

I feel hands in my hair and Eric’s voice is in my ear. “You like sucking that big cock, Baby?”

I murmur a reply around the dick in my mouth and nod enthusiastically.

“How’s she doing, Mikey? She’s good, right?”

“Fuck, man,” He groans. It seems to be all he manage.

Eric’s hands tighten in my hair and he pushes my head further into Mike’s lap. I whimper, trying to relax and breathe. He pulls me off, then pushes me down again, using my mouth to fuck his friend.

“That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispers.

He moves behind me, pulling my hips up. Without warning, he slams into me and I moan around Mike’s cock.

“Jesus, Babe. Your pussy is soaked. You like that big cock, don’t you?” He continues to pound into me. “You feel so…good. So good. Fuck. Yeah.”

I squeeze my eyes closed for a split second. Is this real? Eric has me bent over in the camper, my head in his friend’s lap, a cock in my pussy and another in my mouth? I wish someone was recording so I could watch later. Even I’m not sure it’s really happening.

Groaning, I suck Mike further into my mouth, swirling my tongue around as much as I can. I’m stroking his cock with one hand and fondling his balls with the other so I feel them tighten and lift my gaze to his face.

“Where?” He whispers.

I’m about to tell him to cum in my mouth when Eric pulls me upright by my hair. His other hand finds my clit and he continues to fuck me. “On her tits.”

Mike grabs his cock and strokes furiously. The first shot of hot cum hits me right between my breasts. I gasp and lift my hands to touch it, spreading it over my chest and my nipples. He keeps cumming, covering me in a sticky, white mess. I moan, leaning back into Eric, feeling my own orgasm build.

“That’s my girl,” he whispers in my ear, his fingers slipping over my clit. He releases my hair and wraps his hand around my throat. “Give it to me.”

I cry out, grabbing at his arm, but he fucks me relentlessly and I cum on his cock again.

“Fuck,” he says, suddenly releasing me and grabbing my hips. “Fuck, yes!” He slams into me twice more, then moans as his cum floods my pussy.

I whimper, clenching around him and he holds me tighter.

“Fuck.”

The three of us breathe the word together, almost in unison, and I giggle.

Eric swears as his cock slips out of me and we clumsily collapse onto the bed. I turn in his arms and he kisses me hungrily. “You’re amazing,” he murmurs against my lips.

I feel my cheeks heat and turn my head to look at Mike. He is already dressed and reaching for the door. I look back at Eric.

“Part of the deal,” he says softly. “This way, you and I can talk about it alone. When you’re ready,” he adds.

I nod and bury my face in his neck as his arms tighten around me while we listen to Mike leave. I feel his lips on my forehead.

“I’m glad you liked your surprise,” he whispers.

“It really was a BIG surprise.” I smile and kiss him sweetly. “Thank you.”

He chuckles. “It was really hot watching you suck him off. Should we invite him back? Is there anything else you want to do?” I feel my cheeks flame immediately and he laughs and smacks my bottom. “Oh, really?”

I shrug and grin at him, nodding shyly. “Just to try.”

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Cruise to Alaska Day 01

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By consensus, I am a horrible person. Almost three months ago my wife of 30 years died unexpectedly but after a long illness that severely limited her mobility. I was her caregiver for many years. She liked cruises, so five months ago, we booked a seven-day, non-refundable cruise to Alaska. I decided to still go on the cruise and to go with another woman. My children and relatives are appalled. To make matters worse, the only available woman that I knew to ask is a stripper from my local bar. Judgment has been rendered, I am an uncaring, callous man. All that said, let me tell you all about my trip.

About a week ago, right before six p.m. shift change, I called Carrie over and said, “I have a seven day cruise to Alaska booked for the fourteenth of next month and I would like you to go on that cruise with me. I know this is short notice. I don’t need your decision today. Think about it for a few days. If you are at least curious, let’s go for coffee next week and talk it all over.”

Carrie is soft spoken, about forty, a little over five feet tall, has a beautiful body, has big auburn colored hair and can light up a room with her smile. Her look said she was at surprised and happy to be asked. I liked that. She was twenty years younger than me, but she had not relegated me to the “foolish old man” category and shot me down. We decided to meet at the closest restaurant, Tuesday, seven p.m.

I had only known Carrie for six months and only as an occasional table dance customer. We had many conversations on slow nights. I discovered, she is not much of a drinker, is not a drug user, will talk about her life, is the provider for her three daughters, likes being touched and kissed, has a cute little girl giggle and occasionally has a look that promises naughty things to come. Her body always seems slightly oiled, she is very clean and warm, she kisses easily and her pussy taste good. I sense that her body appreciates a strong hand.

On Tuesday, she was radiant but viewed me with some low level fear of, “What could I be getting my self into?” I greeted her, “Hi, Beautiful.” We stumbled through the niceties. She didn’t want dinner, but dessert and coffee sounded good. I asked, “Have you ever been on a cruise before?”

“No, but they sound like fun.”

“Well this one is with Holland America, in and out of Seattle. We would leave Portland about nine a.m., board about 1 p.m. and sail at 4 p.m. The ship will stop for shopping four times in Alaska. But let me warn you, this isn’t a party cruise. It will be more restful and reserved. Of course, there will be entertainment, a casino and way too much excellent food. I brought you a brochure.”

We spent a few minutes looking at the brochure and messing with our pie and coffee. “Jim, I would love to go, but we don’t know each other very well. I have güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri to ask you directly. What would you expect from me, if I went with you?”

“I expect your company. I’ve already seen every part of you, kissed most of you and I would like to get to know you better. Sure, I’m male and I find you very desirable. I would hope for some touching, kissing and sex, but I’m not expecting or demanding any of that. If sex is what we both want and it happens, fine. I will not be all over you or ruin your trip. I’ll make sure the room is set up with two separate beds. You know I’m playful but will always honor your “No.” I hope we will be open, honest and adult with each other. I want you to go because you would like to be with me. I am concerned that you will go just for the cruise, even though you turned off because I am much older than you or not your type. I think we will have a lot of fun together, but I want to know you are thinking the same way.”

Carrie let some of her tension go. “I was hoping we could go on the cruise with those expectations. I like our age difference; I trust you; and I also think, we would have a fun week.”

“You will go then?”

“Yes. But, you will have to tell me everything to do to get ready.”

I’m sure happiness showed in my eyes. “We have to start with two big issues, then we can work out all the little details. First do you have a passport? Second, I need a way to contact you.” For the next hour, we worked through lots of unknowns, started to get comfortable with each other and set up a getting ready plan.

Carrie glanced at her watch, “I’m really enjoying this time but I have to get home to my girls.” We walked to her car and she paused by her door looking up at me. Gently, I put my left hand behind her head and used her hair to tilt her head up to me. I kissed her softly on the lips. I pulled away. She did not move. I opened her mouth with my right hand and kissed her again. For the first time, I tasted her tongue. On their on, our bodies pressed together. I said, “With a little practice, we could be good at kissing.” She smiled, “That second one was good. It left a warm and wet impression.” I let my left hand slip to her butt and pulled her to me tightly. “You are a naughty tease and you have already made me uncomfortable.” I knew she could feel the part of me that was uncomfortable. “Now get home to your girls. We’ll have some time just to ourselves in three weeks.”

Carrie had been surprised when I picked her up to go to Seattle. She didn’t expect a classic V12 Van der Plas. She adjusted and quickly looked like she was born to ride in a big Jaguar. We boarded; we went to the greeting buffet and I gave her an overview of the ship (This was my second cruise on HAL’s Vaandam.). Carrie was truly a kid in a candy store. güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri She absolutely glowed. She wanted to be everywhere at once. She even enjoyed settling into the cabin and playfully fussing over bathroom cabinet space. For the rest of the day, we went to everything: the mandatory lifeboat drill, orientation, ship’s tour, late seating in the Rotterdam Dinning Room and a couple of cocktails in the Crow’s Nest. Carrie was tired, a little buzzed and happy. When I took her hand to lead her back to the room, I felt her tense a little.

In the room I bathed first. I dressed in dark blue pajama bottoms and the provided white bathrobe. Carrie seemed relieved at my relative conservative dress. “Your turn. Need me to help you wash?”

A big smile, “No thanks. I think I know where everything is.”

I couldn’t tell if she had anything on under her robe when she came out of the bathroom and settled squaw style onto the right side bed. I said, “Breakfast buffet is my favorite meal of the day. It’s served until 10:30. Want me to get you up in time to go?”

“You better. I don’t want to miss anything.”

“I’ll make sure we make it. We both need to get some sleep. Can I hold you, while you doze off?” Carrie laid back and reached for me. Now it was my turn in the candy store.

I took my robe off, turned the lights off, except the one in the bathroom. This left the cabin very dimly lit. I slipped into her arms. She had opened her robe.

The little vixen had remembered a discussion from month ago. She was clean but smelled of woman, not soap and perfume. I stretched out on her, most of my weight on her hips and her legs were open wide. She was nude under her robe. I pushed her long, reddish hair away from her face and began to kiss lightly around her eyes, neck and ears. My cock was enjoying rubbing against her naked pussy even though my pants were in the way. I felt her push my shoulders down. My hands found her beasts. My lips trailed down kissing, tasting under her arms and over her shoulders. I pulled her right hand to my lips and took turns sucking each finger as deep as it would go into my mouth. Again she guided me. She wanted the same treatment for her nipples. Carrie was content for a while. Her breasts liked a lot of attention. When they became tender she liked them sucked lightly. When they stood proud, she liked a little roughness from my teeth and tongue. Her hands on the back of my head provided a lot of the toughness. Her body wanted more. Again, there was pressure demanding I to go lower.

I took some of her control away. I grabbed both her wrist and held them to her sides. I kissed and sucked her belly button. I sucked and licked over each of her ovaries. She was a little ticklish and squirmed. I didn’t want to turn her off, so I moved güvenilir bahis şirketleri to the inside of her thighs. She groaned that I had missed the target. I said, “I’ll kiss you and make love to you as long as you want, but you will have to tell me what you want and what you feel.”

“Kiss me.”

“Kiss you where?”

“Kiss my pussy.”

Carrie has good size lips on her pussy. I began by sucking each one and tugging gently with my mouth to open her just a little. I licked between her lips, lightly flicking her well-hooded clit. “Don’t move your hands.” I let her go and used my thumbs on either side of her clit to pull its protection away. I figured she would be sensitive so I very lightly kissed her pink little nub. She broke the rules. There was too much gentle touching for her taste. I felt both her hands behind my head, pulling and demanding I suck her cunt.

“Yes, I need that. Suck me. Lick me. Make me cum. Don’t tease me. Make me cum.”

Wetly, I began sucking and licking. Carrie used my ears to guide my head and grind her hips. I slipped my right index finger inside her wet cunt and found her G-spot. She tightened, so I held my hand still and kept sucking and licking. I felt her body shudder. Surely that wasn’t all there is to her orgasm. She was pushing me away. I held tight. She said, “Stop for now.” Her pussy had not relaxed. I didn’t understand. She was holding back. I said, “I not going to stop kissing you. Just let your body fly. Cum for me, Carrie.” I worked my finger just inside her hungry slit, directly on her G-spot, while alternating between sucking and licking her clit. She still resisted. With my left hand I reached up and squeezed her right nipple hard. “Don’t fight me or I’ll squeeze even harder.”

Her body twisted, she grabbed my head again and almost screamed, “Damn you. Suck me. Suck me dry. Harder. Harder. Suck harder.” I went for it. My finger defeated her. Carrie’s body arched from the back of her ankles to her head. She squirted all over my face and shoulders. I drank all I could catch. It was divine. Her body came half way down to the bed but she was not finished. We kept going and shared a second wetting. She was spent but still awake when she collapsed under me.

She started to say something. I said, “No talking now. Enjoy. Go on to sleep. You are safe. I will watch over you.” I gently pushed her out of the wet spot, using some of the blanket to cover the wetness and some to cover her. I lay behind my beauty and whispered, “Thank you, Carrie. You were so beautiful when you came —- and tasty.” She purred but I think she was already asleep. I walked around the bed and began to rub my cock. She was breathing evenly. I came quickly and caught the puddle in my hand. Mindlessly, with male needs from a million years ago, I wanted my cum on her. I reached under the covers and rubbed me onto her breast and into her small patch of pubic hair. My hand was still wet when I withdrew it, so I spread the last drops onto her lips. She slept but licked some of me back into her mouth. Carrie had already given me more than I had hoped for. What a start to our seven days.

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Crotching Tiger , Ridden Dragon Ch. 02

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Her foot sailed straight out in front of her leaping body. Forward she flew in the air stiffened for the blow. The chest was touched of her opponent, with her legs bending push she went up and he went down. The man rolled for several turns as she landed in a tucked in roll. While he scrambled up, Little Dragon, was already there, “Yee-ya,” with a reverse round kick, her body in the air. Spinning her leg fully out with speed and thrust. “Whack.”

He went to the mat, in that single blow. She took stance and held fists out. The man pointed out on that upper body kick. His fist hammered the mat angered at himself. She barely hit him but the point was there. The flags were all raised for her side.

“Point for, Little Dragon.” The referee made the call.

Cheers come from the crowd and her cheering section. Tiger standing proud along with the band of students whom all came to the tournament. Arms rotating in a revel hoot. “Way to goes.” and “Alright.”

Little Dragon smiled proudly as she was handed the Trophy. The announcer and sponsor having his say. “What can I say, Little Dragon wins.” The crowd got louder as it was the new champion’s moment. Her opponent, Mason Storm stepped up and bowed then shook her hand. Took the second place trophy and waved it high. The sponsor put the microphone to Dragon’s mouth. The spectators quieted.

“I want to give thanks to my Instructor. Mr. T, we all call him, Tiger.” The crowd roared. She smiled at Tiger and Tiger at her. She raised her trophy shoulder high.

“The sponsor jumped in with his final words. “Until tomorrow folks, weapons and forms. Don’t forget to stop and pick up a free catalog for our gear for champions.” The crowd gave the final clap. Little Dragon walked over to her comrades shaking her trophy. The little red head with a ponytail towered proudly from the platform as she jumped down and they all surround her to give pats on the back.

She wrapped her arms around Tiger, giving him a kiss as his lips gave one back in return. They were quite the couple now. Everybody watched their love grow. Some one even said, “Tiger kisses Dragon, umm…”

The band of students with white dobaks and some with black trimmed uniforms all walked towards their gear, stowed on a near by bleacher. Gathered their things and out of the coliseum they went.

“Meet you all back at the motel.” Little Dragon said as her and Tiger opened the mini-van door and a bunch of youths crawled in. The other vehicles carrying just as many. The caravan of cars went just down the road to a local motel that was their accommodations for the nights of the tournament. This was their last night before the final tournament in the morning.

Back at the motel the teens ran ramped to the pool and the adults went to their rooms. Little Dragon walked into her motel room and laid her work out bag down, while Tiger shut the door and did the same.

“Woo hoo, I won,” she said as she ran and jumped with her whole body and wrapped her arms and legs around him. Tiger fell backwards from her playful body slam. Landing with his back to the bed and her sitting on his stomach. The few short after bounces from the mattress brought their lips together.

“Ah, excited and frisky Dragon?” Tiger asked. Dragon leaned up in a sitting position. Tugging at his Gi, to expose the chest she wanted to sink her teeth into. “You should save your strength for practice and…Ah.”

Little Dragon bit Tiger, then licking it began looking at him, she said in a low tone. “I want to do my favorite practice, now.”

“Oh?” Tiger’s eyes got big.

“Crotching Tiger and Ridden Dragon.” She said as her tongue trailed up his chest to his neck and around to his cheek, finally licking his lips. The two embraced and kissed passionately.

Little Dragon was grinding into his crotch fishing for a rise. His hands gripped her rounded ass cheeks with both hands and squeezed. Fingers pulling her tight as his crotch raised from his arching back. Dragon began moaning in pleasure as she began to ride Tiger.

Her hands worked to pull her top off and lay it to the side as she jumped to her feet and removed her pants. Bouncing on the bed above him playfully and set them with her top. With only her panties and perky breasts she let her legs out from under her and fell sitting and straddled above Tiger. Went straight for his face and give him a very long tongue twirling, lip biting kiss. While grinding into his crotch feeling his muscle grow. Pulled her head back and lips so close they touched as their eyes where fixed on each others. Her body glided over his hardened cock.

“Dragons going to eat me a Tiger.” She paused licking her lips. “Right after my shower.” She said as she darted to her feet and jumped off the bed walking to the bathroom, looking back at him. “Unless illegal bahis the little kitty’s afraid to get wet,” as she wiggled her finger. “I suggest that Tiger follow Dragon.” Her smile was slight and sexy as she whipped her head with confidence slinging her long ponytail around to her front as she turned into the bathroom.

Dragon disappeared around the corner; Tiger leaped to his feet shedding his clothes as he trailed behind her. Dragon turned the shower knobs on adjusting for the right temperature. Then pulled her panties off tossing them at Tiger. Pulling the braid out of her hair and shaking her head wildly. Her wavy fire red hair falls on her shoulders, while her ass shook from the body’s twists. “Tiger eye’s his prey.” Tiger said softly.

She turned and saw Tiger just standing there watching her, she pulled her hair up with one hand while slapping her bare bottom with the other.

“Dragon shows her Tail.” With a large smile she steps into the steaming shower. Tiger walked up and stepped in right behind her. She was already being pelted by the blasts of warm water. Hands cupped at her chest and turning around slowly getting herself fully wet. Tucking her head under the splashing spray and Tiger slowly edged into her.

Wrapping his arms around Dragon he began kissing at her shoulders. Then kissing her neck. “Hum, Dragon purrs.” She said while taking the soap and lathering it up. Ran it along Tigers back and buttocks leaving white soapy trails. The sliding sensation was great as she quickly pulled the soap between them and run it around Tigers hardened chest. Then down his abb’s and continuing downwards. Tiger raised his leg a bit at Dragons soapy roaming hands. “Dragon caresses the Tiger.” She said smiling.

She stretched up on her tippy toes and wrapped her arms fully around Tigers neck and kissed him with great passion. Their bodies sliding along each other from the slippery lather on their skin. Tigers hand reached low and grasp Dragons ass. Squeezing lightly and pulling her in tighter. Their tongues swirling around each other’s as the warm water beads fell upon their embrace. “Tiger Paws the Dragon.” He says.

“You know it turns me on when you talk like that.” Dragon proclaims.

“Tiger grrrr-rowl’s at Dragon.” He said playfully.

Dragons hand slowly slid along Tigers chest then abb’s and finally wrapping her fingers around his hardened cock. Pulling gently at his growing muscle in cupped hand. Tiger half bent to the short red-head as they kissed and arched his back while she worked to bring his cock to full figure. Tigers hands reached low around her ass cheek and finger fondled at her slit. Her moans from their kisses let him know he found her pleasure spot.

Dragon leaned back a moment and with her free hand began running it around Tigers muscled chest and front clearing it of the soap she had left on him. Then began sucking at his nipple and kissing downwards till she was on her knees before him. Looking up she saw his smile while the water pelted the back of her head and hair. She trailed her fingers along the shaft of his hard cock as she leaned in and kissed his swelling head. Looking up at him she asked in a light tone. “Dragon pleases, Tiger’s tail?”

“Oh my, yes. Little Dragon always pleases, Tigers Tail.” He said. She engulfed his cock in her mouth and began a withdraw of her head while lips pulled lightly on his rock hard cock. Her fingers toyed with his nuts and her mouth took him in fully, then she pulled her head back. He was letting out light moans of pleasure from her mouths playful suck. She pulled on his dick a few times with clinched fist around his shaft and then took him in her mouth again. Tiger’s hands fell to her head and held her lightly, so that his cock remained deep in her throat for a short moment then let up on his grip so that she could pull back. His cock was ready to explode and swelled up to it’s fullest.

Dragon sensed his quivers and body tightening before he came. The gush of warmness fell upon her chest and perky tits. She continued to jerk his hardness till he gave an attempt to hold her hands still from the sensitivity. She smiled and kissed his tail one more time before standing again.

“Dragon enchants the Tiger.” She said smiling.

“You are awesome: Dee.” Tiger said, rarely using the redhead’s real name. She turned into the spraying water and washed herself off as Tiger regained his soaring mind. Leaning down to her he kissed her shoulder and then her shoulder blade. Working his way down Little Dragons spine with his kisses and tasting tongue. He lightly pushed her forward into the splashing water more till she put her hands on the wall for a brace. She pushed her hips out. Kissing her ass cheeks, he spread them widely. She arched her back and pushed her ass up to him more.

Tiger illegal bahis siteleri sank into her ass, licking wildly at her puss and sucking her pussy lips. Putting them between his lips and pulling his head backwards till they popped out of his mouth. Then diving in to her for another sucking of her pleasure zone and lapping his tongue at her before he sucked her pussy’s folds, then pulled his head back. Dragon moaned with pleasure from this while the water showered her with warmness.

Tiger hardened his tongue and began stabbing it at her slit. Dragon bent down slightly, which pushed her ass up even more. Tiger’s finger was now rubbing light circles around her clit while tongue fucking her hole. She was becoming more aroused and rocking her hips back and forth to push into Tigers tongue. Tiger’s fingers run deep in her pussy now as he finger fucked her slowly. Thrusting his finger in her deeply then pulling it out. Vigorously he began in and out drives with his stiffened index finger. Then lick and suck at her clit while his finger worked her pussy to wetness.

“Fuck me Tiger, now. I want you to enter the Dragon.” She said hastily. Tiger got to his feet and gripped her hips and put his cock to her wet warm hole. His cock pushed at the entrance of her awaiting cunt. She braced her self by stiff arming the wall before her. He gripped her waist tightly as his cock slid in her slit. The opening of her pussy was greatly felt as she cried out with pleasure and pushing back into him. They pressed into each other as his cock went deeper. Then pulling from her slightly before thrusting in again.

“Oh fuck yes, Ride the Dragon.” She blurted out as their bodies crashed into each other. Tigers firm grip on her hips pulling her to him while she pushed the wall in front of her and met his thrusting drives with her body’s push. Tiger’s face wrenched with tension as he pounded at her pussy. Little Dragon turned to see him in ecstasy, smiled and began pumping back into him wildly.

“Fuck yes, don’t stop. Don’t stop. Fuck me Tiger style.” She blurted as her body excepted his humping thrusts. He tightened his hold and surged into her deeply and held tight. Dragon felt the warmness inside her as Tiger came. She slowed her backward thrusts as he held her tightly, releasing his cum deeply within. He lightly pulled from her puss as she straightened her back and turned to him. Laid her head into his chest as he held her lightly.

She could hear his pounding heart and she smiled. She spider walked her fingers up his chest and circled his nipples with a toying finger. The water was spraying them both. She turned her head upwards while Tiger looked down at her. They kissed and Dragon pulled back into the water more. Began washing her red hair. “Does Tiger need some more of the Dragons tail?” She asked.

“Oh, yes but I can wait honey, we should probably save our strength for tomorrow.” Tiger answered.

“Oh yeah, tomorrow,” she smiled at the thought. She had totally forgotten her victory this day and that she was facing a tough round of weapons forms the next day, against her lover, the Tiger.

The crowd cheered and roared as the stocky man left the mat with his weapon twirling. The judges all tallied their score cards and the sum was posted on the neon sign above the judges table. The announcer took to the arena and gripping microphone began his verbal job.

“Thank you, thank you, and thank you Mason Storm, for that wonderful display of nunchuku (nunchucks) at its best.” The crowd clapping loudly. “Our last demonstration in forms is Little Dragon. You may recall this little lady’s awesome Spin kick that won her the championship in sparring yesterday and today is going to show us, The Way of the Dragon. Doing the Dragon form with a Bo Staff. (5′ Long thin wooden pole) Come on up here Little Dragon.” The announcer smiled as his hand is held out to little Dragon.

She turned and looked at Tiger, who was standing on the outer edge of the mat with her Bo Staff. She slapped her outer legs with both hands at the same time and bowed low to Tiger. Then straightened up, still looking him in the eyes. Tiger looked at her and nodded his expectance of her humble jest. She whipped around and trotted to the center of the mat and the announcer exited.

Little Dragon sat in a squatting position, and tilted her head forward. Her long ponytail fell before her and onto the ground. Her hands, “Slapped,” together before her as if praying. She sat there a full minute, the crowd got quiet as she breathed deeply.

She sprang to her feet and her right leg came up around fast and furious as her left-hand open palm came to her center to meet it, “Smack.”

“Dragon awakes.” She yells aloud as she falls to a roll and the upward swing of her body sends her long canlı bahis siteleri braided ponytail whipping around. She slings her body into a spin then stretches her arm out, with precise timing Tiger tosses the Bo staff out to her waiting, spinning hand. The long wooden rod sailed across the mat, in her body’s turn she catches the staff and slings it in fast butterfly motions.

“Ya.” Stopping with the staff held out in front of her. She settles back into her cat stance.

“Dragon takes flight.” She yells as she spins and runs and jumps with a flying sidekick, the Bo staff held tucked into her arms extended out with her leg. She lands tucks and rolls coming up in a knelt position spinning the Bo above her. The crowd claps at her aerial display.

“Dragon Breaths fire.” She yells as she gets to her feet spinning the Bo faster and faster, from side to side. The whipping motion of the twirling wood makes the wisping sounds. Little Dragon backs up twirling her weapon with vigorous speed. Then comes to the end of the mat as her foot’s heel steps on the line. She begins the battery of offensive thrusts, jabs and full swings high and low. Till the opposite side of the mat offers no more room.

She does a back summersault of two body twists and lands with her legs straight out doing the splits. The Bo perfectly above her as a two fisted block. “The Dragon lands.” She yells aloud with force. The crowd claps and “Awes,” are heard as they marveled at her form.

She spins out of the sitting leg spread and twirls to a standing position and twirls the Bo behind her and catches the spinning wood in hand and brings it out in front in a low swing and holds.

“Dragons Wings.” She yells as she takes her final bow. The crowd got to their feet as she lifted her head and looked at Tiger, who was smiling. Little Dragon winks at Tiger. Tiger’s smile grew, thinking how she threw in her new move. She walks off the mat as the announcer comes up.

“Lets hear it for Little Dragon.” The crowd went wild with claps and yells. Little Dragon jumped to the floor and Tiger wrapped his arm around her. She looked up at him smiling. “Ok folks we’ll have the results in just a moment so bare with us.”

“You know what I did don’t you?” Little Dragon asked Tiger.

Tiger looked at her smiling. “Yes I do.”

The anouncer bellows out, “And the winners of the weapons forms are…” The crowd grew quiet and Tiger gave Dragon a nudging pull into his arms. “Third place, Mason Storm, with nunchuka’s weapon form, The Rageing Wind.” The crowd claps and the tension mounted.

The anouncer puts his hands out to quiet the crowd. “The second place winner is: Little Dragon, in weapons form with the Bo staff, Way of the Dragon.” The crowd roared in aproval as Tiger gave her another tight squeeze before releasing her to go back on the mat.

Little Dragon walked up to the announcer and bowed before she took the trophy then stepped next to Mason Storm.

“And the winner of this years weapon form is: Mr. T, with Si’s, (Three forked metal weapon) in Way of the Tigers claw.” The crowd came to their feet and Tiger jumped to the mat and walked up bowing at the announcer and excepted his trophy, the claps and yells got deafening.

The announcer held the microphone for Tiger. “Thank you, thank you.” Tiger said as the crowd got quiet. “I can attribute this to dedication in the Art and lots of practice.” Looking at Little Dragon and smiled. The crowd roared and applauded as he step back next to little Dragon. She was smiling at him with a huge grin.

“Know what I did wrong right?” She asked again.

“Yeah, your foot went out of bounds.” He answered. She busted out laughing as the auditorium was dispersing of spectators. The tournament was over and all were slowly leaving.

“This concludes this years tournament of champions, be sure to pay tribute to our sponsor and hope to see you all next year, good night.” The announcer and referee walked off the mat.

She leaned into him and whispered. “I didn’t give you enough. Crotching Tiger and Ridden Dragon.” They both busted out laughing as their group swarmed around them to congratulate them. The slaps on the back and handshakes were plentiful as they made their way out. Dragon turns and wrapped her arms around Tiger, then kissing him.

“Kiss of the Dragon.” She says squeezing his neck with a hug.

Tiger paws the Dragon.” Tiger says as he gives her ass a little squeeze.

The group went out of the stadium and piled into their vehicles to head home, a couple enthusiastic fans run up for autographs. Handing to Tiger and Dragon both. “You two were awesome.” The fans blurted as Tiger and Dragon signed their tournament pamphlets.

They were getting in their mini van to leave, fastening seat belts and the motor started, the radio come on, playing; “We are the champions.” They looked at each other and smiled. When they heard one of the fans yell. “You two are like Crouching Tiger and Hidden Dragon.”

Tiger and Little Dragon laughed at that all the way home.

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First Time Nude Beach

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I guess you would have called me a prude for most of my 50 years. Born in the 50’s my family never showed so much in the house as you would see them wearing outside. I was told from an early age that those parts were to never be seen by anybody with the exception of a doctor and on special occasion a lover or more specifically a spouse. I had been married and rarely even saw my wife naked, never mind doing anything as risque as going outside wearing less than would be called modest.

Over the years of being single I slowly lost my feeling of need for clothing in the house when there was no one around. On occasion I did have a girlfriend who would want to have a clothing free weekend which I found very exciting. That was about how close I got to public nudity as I had ever been.

I was working as a trucking company owner and had a contract where I worked every night doing a switch with another truck coming from a different province and switching trailers in the middle. With the winter weather being terrible in the mountains there were sometimes I didn’t make it back or got stranded in the middle of the shift. I ended up getting very tired and eventually ending the contract. The contract called for a 30 day notice so I finally finished the 30 days and shut everything down in mid February.

Once I had been home for a couple days and somewhat caught up on my sleep I noticed that I felt confined as the sun hadn’t been out for quite a while and it was a steady downpour of rain. As I had been working nights I realized that I hadn’t seen much of the sun in months and it was contributing to my low grade depression. I decided that I needed to get away and go where ever the sun was shining and be pampered and read a book.

I walked over to my travel agents office and told her that I needed a sunny vacation. She asked me if I would go in the water and I told her yes. She asked me to go home, come back in an hour and bring my passport. When I returned she had three possibilities. She looked at my passport and told me that the first destination was Cuba which required my passport to be valid for six months so it was out. The next one was in Mexico but the reviews were less than complimentary. Then there was one in Jamaica where the reviews spoke very highly with many people coming back on a yearly basis.

So it was done, I was going to Jamaica and my plane left in less than 48 hours. I went home and started to bahis firmaları pack but then it hit me that I knew nothing about this place. Do they have snorkeling? Do they supply towels? What are the facilities like? I had been to Jamaica once before and liked what I saw but it seemed that each place was different. I went online and looked the place up and started reading the reviews and looking at the amenities. A lot of people were talking about the topless pool and the clothing optional beach. It started me thinking.

Over the next coupe days I started to prepare myself to see what I would see, and the weird part was that I started to think about partaking in the activities that would be available. A quote kept coming to mind, “There is a principle which is a bar against all information, which is proof against all arguments, and which cannot fail to keep a man in everlasting ignorance—that principle is contempt prior to investigation.” I needed to find out why would anyone want to be naked outside where others could see them and the only way I could find out for sure was to try it myself.

I looked online and found other resorts that offered similar facilities and one stood out because it had a mosaic in the concrete that stated their motto; ” no one knows you and know one gives a sh*t ” I found it fitting.

The first day was a long day of travel from Vancouver to Regina to Montego bay. Roughly 9 hours on the plane and then customs and another hour and a half on a bus and we were there. When I got off the bus two girls got off at the same hotel so we said our hello’s and acknowledged that we all came from the same area of the world. Being a fairly small resort we would get to know each other fairly well over the coming week. That night was all about getting some dinner and sleep.

The next morning I got up early and had breakfast and then grabbed a coffee and went out to a pier that protruded out from the resort. I could see the whole resort from there including the clothing optional beach. An older couple came onto that beach and took off all there clothes, covered each other with sunscreen and then the woman laid out on a lounger and the man put on a snorkel and fins and swam out of the resort and right past me. I had never seen anything like that in my life.

I decided that I would just chill the first day and sat on the regular beach and read my book and watched the other guests play volleyball. kaçak iddaa I had put on some sunscreen but I had missed a few spots which by dinner time were starting to hurt, a lot. I went to the store and got some stuff to treat it, which they have the best sunburn stuff in Jamaica, but it does take time.

My room faced the pool which was empty most of the time but I didn’t want to go back into the direct sunlight until I had my burns somewhat under control so I sat on my patio and read my book. At times I would go for a walk and see the people on the clothing optional beach and I would think about my goal of trying that before I left. After a couple days of keeping out of the sun I decided to keep my burns covered but that I could try the beach and finally see what all the fuss was about.

I got up and thought to myself, well today is the day that I get naked and everyone will see me! I went into the bathroom and put sunscreen everywhere, and I do mean everywhere. I did a couple spots twice, partly just to be sure and partly just cause it feels good. I grabbed my stuff and headed out. I was almost to the beach and I looked and the beach that usually seemed to have about 6 to 8 people on it now seemed to have around 20. It looked very daunting and I found that I had stopped in my tracks and lost my nerve. I turned around and went back to my patio and tried to read my book but I couldn’t concentrate. I kept thinking what a wuss I was for not going through with it, and berated myself all afternoon, all the time reminding myself that no one knows me and no one cares.

The next morning I awoke with a new resolve, I was going to do this and I don’t care who sees me and I don’t care what they think of it, I’m going to do this. I did like the day before and lathered myself with sunscreen and covered my burned bits with a hat, socks and took a small cloth to cover a burn on my leg. I walked over to the beach but today there was only the older couple who had been there all week. As I walked past them they both looked up and said “good morning” to me which I responded in kind. I had never talked to a naked couple before, it felt kinda weird.

I picked out my lounger and set my stuff down. I laid out my towel and made sure that everything was in place because I didn’t want to be floundering around once my clothes were off. It was now or never, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and placed it beside the table, it kaçak bahis was now time for me to summons all my courage. This was going to happen. I grabbed the sides of my shorts and started their decent. The whole time I remember thinking how crazy this was that I was going against everything I had been taught about life and I was showing my bits and pieces in public. Finally they were off and I pounced onto the lounger, I quickly arranged myself so that I was laying with a leg up so the people on the other beach couldn’t see my junk and I put my book up so the other couple couldn’t see me.

I had decided to give myself 15 minutes to find out if I liked it or hated it. I wanted to see why people did this and if it was something I would ever do again in the future. For now I just wanted to get my heart beating again as I was both terrified and invigorated all at the same time. While part of me was trying not to chub up another part was looking around to see if the world had stopped turning and yet another part was feeling a new freedom that I had never experienced before. After what seemed like an eternity, so probably about 10 minutes, my heart got back to it’s regular beat and I started to relax just enough to sense those around me.

At one point I looked down at my book to discover a couple things, one, it was upside down the whole time, and two, I had positioned it on my stomach so it wasn’t blocking anybodies view but mine. After I finally got settled and had regained my composure I started to feel comfortable and enjoy the experience. I felt like I had accomplished something and it would somehow enhance my life. About then the massage lady came by and started talking to me, it felt totally strange talking to someone when your stark naked and they are fully clothed. Then it got weirder, while she was talking she just looked down very nonchalant and checked out my package. Now this wasn’t just a passing glance, she was staring for a good 30 seconds while we carried on a conversation.

At some point I decided that I liked the feeling of being free, not only of my clothes but of some of the teachings of my childhood. I found out that the people on that beach were a lot more friendly than the people on the other beaches, that we were all the same no mater what the background. That they weren’t all perverts and weirdos, I mean some are, but most are great people. I found it was a special feeling of belonging, not to the resort but to the people on that beach. When you would see them at dinner or around the resort they would say hello and smile or wave and I felt like I belonged.

I spent the rest of my vacation on that beach.

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Cumming of Age Ch. 4

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So there I was, sitting with my mom in the kitchen and feeling very much like an idiot. I was pretty sure that I was the most embarrassed person in history. My head was spinning with all that had happened. Up until this moment, today had been the best day of my young life and now, it was at some risk of becoming the worst.

Earlier today Mrs. Johnson had given me the most wonderful present of my life in the form of my first (and second) blowjob. She was responsible for making me feel good about the size of my cock for the first time in my life. Before today, I thought I was a freak and that I would never know the pleasure of a woman. Thanks to Mrs. Johnson however, I knew that at least some women would not only be ok with my cock but would even be pleased that it is as big as it is. Mrs. Johnson seemed to be spellbound by my size and although I had a lot to learn about life and people, it seemed as though she was eager and anxious to suck it. If I happened to be really lucky, she might want to suck me for years. If I play my cards right, I might even get to eat her pussy and fuck her. The thought of shoving my cock into her warm, wet cunt was driving me crazy.

I was desperate to know what a cunt actually felt like. I could only imagine what it would feel like when it engulfed my cock. I suppose it was the same as when I was a little kid imagining what it would be like to ride a motorcycle. I would try to visualize what it would be like to ride my bicycle uphill without having to pedal. Now, all I could wish for was that a cunt would feel as good as I hoped it would. Soft, wet, tight and warm. Like the moist velvet glove that you read about in some porn stories.

Then there was my mom to think about. I had never really thought about my mom in a sexual way until recently when she started acting like more like a friend than a mother and since she had started to dress so damn sexy. I never really noticed before that her tits were so big or so beautiful. It was hard to believe I had been living for so long in the same house with a beautiful, big titted woman who loved to have someone cum on her face. I had made a significant breakthrough with my mom and things had been going fine until I mentioned Mrs. Johnson. My mom was even starting to hint that she might want to suck my cock until I blurted out Mrs. Johnson’s name.

Now I was in danger of ruining everything because of a slip of the tongue. Just moments before our conversation had gone something like this:

“You wouldn’t want an old lady like me to suck your cock would you?”

“Heck mom, you’re not as old as Mrs. Johnson.” … oops!!!!

“What has Mrs. Johnson got to do with this?”

When I just looked at my feet and didn’t say anything she said, “I think you’ve got some explaining to do young man! Why did you mention Mrs. Johnson when I talked about sucking your cock?”

So here I sit, not knowing what to say. My tongue is tied and I’m desperately trying to figure out how to get out of this situation intact. Fuck it. Honesty is going to have to do.

“I asked you a question young man!”

“Look mom, I think the best way to answer you is to be honest and to try and explain what happened. Until today all I have ever done is play with myself. I have never slept with a woman; in fact I’m still a virgin. But today, when I was painting the trim at Mrs. Johnson’s, I fell off a ladder and she came to try and help me. It was so hot out that all I was wearing was an old pair of running shorts and my damn cock was hanging out. I tried to cover myself but she said not to worry because she was a nurse. She has tits that are as big and beautiful as yours and when I saw them when she bent over, I got a hardon. It wasn’t my fault; I didn’t mean to get a damn hardon. One thing led to another and before I knew it, she was sucking my cock. Later, she told me that she craves the taste of cum and that she loves sucking my big cock. Honest mom, we didn’t do anything wrong.”

As I was telling my little tale, I could see that mom was becoming agitated. When I talked about Mrs. Johnson’s big tits and how she sucked my cock, I could see that she was starting to get turned on. I decided to bullshit a bit and go for it.

“Mom, to be honest, the only reason I think I got a hardon is because her tits are as big and beautiful as yours and the whole time she was sucking my cock I was thinking of you. Then, when I discovered how much she loved my cock and how much she wanted to drink my cum, I couldn’t help myself. I figured I would never get the chance to put my cock in your mouth because you would be disgusted to know that your son is horny for you. I wish it could have been you that gave me my first blow job, I really do.”

It appeared as if mom might even be buying this so I decided to up the ante a bit.

“Look mom” I said as I opened my robe, “Look how hard my cock is getting just thinking about having you suck my cock. You are so sexy and I love you and your big tits so much.”

I slowly wrapped my hand around my cock and began to very slowly jerk off in front of canlı bahis my mom. Her eyes were glued to my cock and I wasn’t sure if she was even listening to me anymore.

“You know what mom?” She didn’t answer and instead just stared at my hand sliding up and down my hard cock. I spread my legs and moved forward on the chair a bit, letting my balls fall over the edge of the chair. I placed both hands on my cock like I was gripping a baseball bat and started stoking it slowly. A drop of clear precum formed on my piss slit. I placed the tip of my finger into the puddle of precum and spread it over the head of my big dick. It must have looked obscene and I half expected her to get mad but all she did was start licking her lips.

“Mom!” I almost shouted. She snapped out of it a little but didn’t stop staring at my groin. I could even see her eyes move up and down as she watched my stroking hands.

“Yes Dear?”

“Mom, there is one thing that I give away once … my virginity. I’d like to give it to you and I want you to teach me how to make love?”

“I don’t know Bobby, what we have done is one thing but making love would be crossing the line. I am your mother you know and mothers aren’t supposed to make love to their sons.”

“I would never do anything that you didn’t want to do or anything that is really wrong. We’re not going to have kids or anything, I just want top make love to you. To be a bit blunt, I really have to find out what it feels like to put my cock into a cunt and fuck it. I am going crazy thinking about what a cunt might feel like and I even want to taste one. After all, I am going to college next year and I don’t want to be the only virgin on campus. I have always been shy because of the size of my cock and it wasn’t until today that I thought I might be able to have a normal sex life.”

I could see that my mom was thinking about this and the nature of our conversation seemed to be having the desired effect. She kept opening and closing her legs and squirming around in her chair. I thought she must have been getting pretty horny listening to me talk about sex and watching me pumping my cock. I decided to go for it.

“Mom, do you think you could be the one to take my virginity and show me how to please a woman.” After all, I don’t have a father to talk to about sex and maybe you can help me become a man.”

“I don’t know Bobby, it just doesn’t seem to be right. What if someone found out?”

“Look mom, get real. I am not going to tell anyone and unless you forget, I already came all over your face tonight. Do you think having sex would be any different?”

“Bobby, I feel terrible about what happened tonight. I just couldn’t help myself when I saw your big cock. I love cum so much and it’s been so long, I just couldn’t help myself. As a matter of fact, it is all I can do from coming over there and sucking your cock right this minute. Please put it away. You’re making this very difficult.”

For some reason I knew I had her right where I wanted her. To set the hook, I reached down with one of my hands, grabbed the loose skin on my balls and stretched it far away from my body as I jacked off with the other hand. Precum was running freely out of my piss slit and was flowing over my hand. I could see her squirm in her chair again.

“Mom, please teach me. Please teach me how to eat pussy. And please show me how to please a woman. I want to slide my cock into your cunt and fuck you. Please mom!”

It seemed that the whole Mrs. Johnson thing was forgotten for the moment. And, it seemed as if I might be getting closer to my first fuck. Who better to have as my first sexual partner than my beautiful big-breasted mom?

“Mom, please let me slide my big cock into your little pussy so I can finally see what it feels like. I want to fuck your juicy little cunt. There’s so much I haven’t done, and you can teach me. Let me suck your tits. Let me tit fuck you. Let me make you feel good, please mom. Look how hard my nice big cock is. I might go crazy if I can’t shove this into a cunt right now. I know you want me to.”

“I just don’t know Bobby. I want to let you have sex with me but it would be so wrong. I am going crazy with desire looking at your huge cock. Your balls look so yummy hanging over the edge of the chair. It’s all I can do to stop from leaning down there right now and rubbing your balls in my face. I want to suck your cock until you cum on my face. Then I want you to fuck my big tits. I want you to shove that big thing in my cunt and fuck the shit out of me. I want it just as much as you do but we can’t baby… You know we can’t.”

I had to stop jacking off because my mom’s language was turning me on so much that I was getting ready to blow my load. I held my cock in both hands and waved in at my mom. Then, I must have flipped out a bit and decided I couldn’t deal with all this talk anymore. I got up and went to where my mom was sitting. I stood right in front of her with my hands on my hips and my heavy cock waving around right in front of her face. She just sat there like a zombie, bahis siteleri staring at my dick.

“Are you sure you don’t want this mom?”

No reply. Fuck it. I grabbed my cock and began rubbing her cheek with the head of my big dick. I left a trail of precum on her cheek. She closed her eyes and seemed to be purring like a kitten. Then I rubbed it across her lips from one side to the other. I laid down a trail of precum across her lips that looked like it came out of a glue gun. Still she just sat there. I rubbed my cock all over her face and then put it to her lips again. This time she opened her lips and stuck her tongue out just a little bit. I gently slapped her tongue several times with the head of my cock. She opened her mouth wider, assuming I would shove my cock in her mouth. I just held the head of my cock on the tip of her tongue and rubbed it back and forth on that warm, slippery surface. I guess she couldn’t stand it anymore and lunged forward trying to eat my cock. I was too fast for her and pulled back. She grabbed my ass and tried to pull me closer but I was much too strong for her. She came off the chair and kneeling between my legs, rammed her face in my groin and started licking and sucking my balls. I took a few steps back and just stood there looking at her.

“Bobby, please don’t do this to me. I need your cock. I need to suck it and to feel your hot sperm cumming all over my face.”

“You are a little cum slut, aren’t you mom? The only difference between you and Mrs. Johnson is that she loves to drink it and you love to have it all over your face.”

“I can’t help it Bobby, you have the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen and I have to have it. Those big balls of yours are full of cum and I need it, I need it like a drug. I feel like an alcoholic that is falling off the wagon and it’s your fault Bobby. I was fine until I saw your cock. Please give me what I need.”

“You really do want it, don’t you mom? You want me to blow a load on your face right now.”

“Oh yes. Please give it to me, cum on my face right now baby. I know you are close. Blow it on my face like you did before, please Bobby.”

I sensed that the balance of power had shifted and now I was in control.

“Not so fast mom. If you want my cum you’ll have to agree to my terms.”

“What are you talking about? What kind of terms?”

“If you agree to do what I want when I want it, I’ll give you what you want.”

“Bobby. Don’t tease me. Tell me what I have to do. You can see how pathetic I am. I need your cum and I need it now.”

“Are you willing to do as I ask?”

“What is it you want?”

“I want a number of things and if you ever say no to anything, it’s over. If you say yes to everything, I will cum on your pretty little face as much as you want. Are you willing to do as I ask without question?”

Mom lowered her head and appeared to be thinking about this very hard. There was no question that this was a huge turning point in our relationship. I was sure she was struggling between her need for cum and the fact that to get it, she would be giving herself to me. I really think that before this moment, she had somehow drawn a distinction between being on the receiving end of a facial and other forms of sex. She stayed silent for a few moments and I stood over her as she kneeled on the floor. She looked so beautiful. If she goes for this I’m going to get to know every inch of her body.

“I don’t know honey, it just wouldn’t be right.”

“Look mom, I can’t see the difference between jerking off on your face and slipping my cock into your pussy. That argument didn’t work for our former President and it won’t work with me or anyone else. Get real. Either you agree to do anything I want or we should just forget about it and I’ll see if Mrs. Johnson wants my cum more than you do. She wants my cum so bad I’m sure she will do anything for it.”

With that, my mom knew she was beat. She wanted it as much as I did and her attempt to try and rationalize this situation had just gone down in flames. She looked up at me, stared into my eyes for a moment and then slowly rose to her feet. She slipped the robe off her shoulders and standing there totally naked, cupped a heavy breast in each hand and leaned forward to kiss me on the lips.

Her lips tasted sweet and as she slowly snaked her tongue into my mouth, I gently sucked on it. I brushed her hands away from her tits and held them myself. I couldn’t believe how heavy they were … and how soft. I could feel her nipples harden into the palms of my hands and I began to knead her massive breast flesh. I lowered my head and took one of her nipples into my mouth. It struck me that I was sucking on a nipple that used to nurse me 18 years ago. I took her left breast in both hands and scooped up the flesh. I was unable to get my hands to meet when I grabbed her tit at the base. Her big tit bulged out over my hands and I sucked hard on her nipple, flicking it with my tongue.

Suddenly, I pushed her away. Mom looked at me with puzzled eyes. She seemed on the verge bahis şirketleri of tears.

“What’s wrong Bobby?”

“Nothing’s wrong mom, but you haven’t agreed to be my little cum slut yet. I want you to agree that you will do anything I ask without hesitation or question.”

“Alright Bobby, you win. I love you and I will do anything for you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes baby.”

“You will comply with my every request, if you say no to anything, it’s over. Do you understand?”

“Yes Bobby.”

I sat down on a kitchen chair. I was nervous as hell. This was turning out completely weird but it sure was a huge turn on. I thought my cock might just start shooting off all on it’s own. I patted the kitchen table and told my mom to take a seat. She walked meekly over to the table and lifted her bum up onto the table. When she sat down, her movements caused her heavy tits to shake and roll. I couldn’t believe how beautiful she was and so far, she was doing as I asked.

I pulled my chair forward and placed my head between her breasts. They were so large that my ears were covered when I held them to my face. I was transported to a beautiful place as I sat there with my face surrounded by soft breast flesh and the aroma of her subtle perfume. I dipped my head and kissed mom’s tummy. As I slowly kissed my way up her stomach, the weight of a breast came to bear on my cheek and I was starting to get even more turned on. I reached the spot underneath her breast where it joined her body. I kissed that spot and moved my lips to the soft underside of her breast. I started to apply suction to the skin and maintaining suction, moved my mouth up the swell of her breast until I reached the nipple. I sucked in the nipple and started to suck harder. Mom started to moan and I noticed that the harder I sucked, the more she moaned. I kept sucking that tit and reached over and grabbed the other nipple and took it between my thumb and forefinger. I started pulling and twisting on the nipple and again, the harder I pulled or twisted the more my mom seemed to like it. It felt like I was getting drunk. I grabbed a tit in each hand and pressed them together, bringing her nipples close together. I shoved both nipples into my mouth and sucked them at the same time with hard, noisy wet sucks. This seemed to drive mom nuts.

All of a sudden it occurred to me that I could smell something. I told my mom to hold her tits while I sucked them and she quickly complied. I reached down while I sucked on her tits and slipped a finger into her pussy. It was the first pussy I had ever felt and I had no idea that it would feel this slippery and sexy. My fingers glided over the smooth shaved cunt lips and slipped in easily. Now I was intrigued.

I told my mom to lean back, put her feet up on the edge of the table and spread her legs as wide as she could. She hesitated a bit and then did as I asked. She leaned back on her elbows and spread her legs. Her tits looked so fucking sexy.

I bent over to take a good look at my first pussy. Fuck. So this is what I had been missing. I had every intention of making up for lost time. I looked at her puffy pink cunt lips and noticed she was very wet. I gently placed a finger on each cunt lip and spread them open to take a look. For some reason, the whole thing was just too much for me. I was so turned on by the sight and smell of her cunt that couldn’t wait any longer to taste it. I tentatively stuck out my tongue and licked the edge of her wet cunt lip. I didn’t know what it was going to taste like and was very pleased to find that I loved it. I stuck my tongue out and licked up the length of her slit. Mmmmm. Fuck, this is good. I sucked in one of her cunt lips and gently sucked and chewed on it with my lips. Looking up, I saw my mom had thrown her head back and her stomach seemed to be going into little convulsions.

Licking up the length of her slit I came to what I guessed was her clit. I had read so much about the infamous clitoris and finally, I would get to know one. I softly licked it and as I ran my tongue over its surface, mom jumped a bit. Sensitive little devils aren’t they. I then slowly lowered my lips onto it and started to apply suction while flicking it lightly with my tongue. Mom started moaning and calling out my name. What struck me was how much I loved the taste and texture of a pussy. If sucking a cock is this good I now understand why mom and Mrs. Johnson are so obsessed.

I continued to suck and lick mom’s cunt and clit until suddenly, she grabbed my head and yelled out a string of obscenities. Her whole body seemed to go stiff for a moment and she came like a freight train. I soon learned that I had to back off because her clit became very sensitive when she came. I sat back at looked at my mom’s big tits as her heavy breathing caused them to shake and roll on her chest.

Mom finally opened her eyes and looked at me. She looked very pleased with herself and with me. Finally, she said that she loved me and that I had just given her one of her very best orgasms on my first try. I reminded her that we had a deal and I was dying to put my cock into her juicy cunt. I told her to just stay where she was and stood up. With her legs spread and her feet on the edge of the kitchen table, she was at the perfect height.

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Big Bra Shop Is Visited By Police

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I had knocked off work early day, hey I deserved it as I’d been working long hours at the office and hadn’t been able to get down to the Bra Shop for a couple of weeks and boy was I missing the girls.

I was relaxing by the pool watching the sun set when a very excited Cathy came running out the back waving a video tape having just arrived home. She said that I wouldn’t believe what happened at the shop today and she was so happy that she had the cameras fitted in the store last week.

I could tell from her sheer excitement that it probably had something to do with at least one of the big titted girls getting their arse fucked off by some big stud but as she started to tell me what happened even I was surprised.

We went in side and she put the tape on and I sat back to watch what happened. I couldn’t believe what I was about to see…

At about 3pm by the clock on the wall two good looking straping young police officers entered the shop and asked to speak to the manager. Cathy identified herself as the owner and asked what was the problem. The more senior of the two police officers said that there had been a couple of complaints about the store and they were sent to investigate. Playing innocent Cathy asked whatever could be wrong.

The police officer named Ben said that a lady in a nearby shop had complained that on a number of occasions she had heard loud voices and screaming coming from the back room of the Bra Shop and was concerned that someone might be getting hurt. Cathy told me that she couldn’t help but think back to the first time when Chloe took on my massive cock she screamed and wailed like you wouldn’t believe but hey a 13 inch cock stuffing a young tight pussy will do that to a girl!

It was at about this time that Chloe and Marissa appeared from out the back. Cathy had developed a new uniform for the girls to wear in the shop. It was a white jacket open to the waist and a matching short white shirt. Each day the girls would wear matching bras to show off to the customers. Today was red bra day and by the looks on the police officers faces it certainly made an impression.

Chloe was the first to ask what was going on and if they had been naughty güvenilir bahis siteleri girls. Ben stammered out that they were just doing a routine investigation. Marissa sidled up to the other officer called Mike and made a comment about what a big baton Mike had. She went on to describe how hard and imposing it was. She asked if she could feel it. Mike looking at Ben agreed that she could hold it. Marissa calmly took the baton from Mike and then commenced to run her hands up and down its imposing shaft.

Ben and Mike could hardly believe their eyes, here was a young lady with massive tits masturbating his baton in front of the two other girls and his partner. Chloe suggested to Marissa that that measure to see how it compared to someone they know. Cathy giggled and said that if that was alright with the officers she would get the tape.

Cathy returned a minute later with the tape and watched as Chloe and Marissa carefully rolled it out along the length of the baton. It measured exactly 13 inches. Chloe excited announced that it was the same size as the biggest cock she had ever taken which by the way she told Ben and Mike belonged to Cathy’s husband. The officers jaws dropped when they heard this confession.

I bet you two have your own big batons there announced Cathy as she invited the officers to continue their investigation in the back office. Cathy closed the store and escorted the officers to the back of the store. Chloe and Marissa were waiting for them having shed their tops and shirts leaving them in the red bras and panties.

Marissa immediately threw herself at Ben and Chloe at Mike. The officers still in shock could hardly move but then was little need as the girls removed their belts and dropped their pants.

Marissa was the first to exclaimed “oh my God, look at the size of this weapon” as she unleashed a cock of massive proportions.

“Fuck, are all officers this well hung!” yelled Chloe her had just pulled another monster out for herself.

What a sight, two buxom girls blowing two hugely hung police officers. This went on for few minutes before Chloe couldn’t resist taking the tape measure to their cocks. Ben came mobilbahis in at huge 10inches but it was Mike who stole the day with his 11.5inch monster.

Ben and Mike agreed that the one with the biggest cock would fuck the one with the biggest tits, after it only seemed fair didn’t it. Ben quickly removed Chloe’s bra and was awestruck by her massive rack which sat up proudly. He carefully placed the tape around her back and brought the tape together at the front were he proudly announced that Chloe was the proud owner of a set of 44 inch tits.

Mike took the tape and in a flash had it around Marissa and announced that her impressive set came in at 40inches. Cathy was quick to point that while Chloe had the the larger measurement Marissa was a GG cup as opposed to Chloe who was a EE. The officers said what the fuck, who cares lets just get it on.

Chloe suggested that they could make it even more fun and placed a table in the middle of the room and bent over raising her tight butt in the air. Marissa did like wise on the other side and the boys new what they had in mind. Mike took his place behind Chloe and Ben did likewise behind Marissa. As they both entered their respective big titted fucks Cathy piped in and said lets see which girl can bring off their big stud first.

The girls always keen to out do each other agreed and the contest was on in earnest. Chloe was thrusting herself back onto Mike massive 11.5inch cock and Mike3 pounded her like there was no tomorrow. She screamed in ecstasy as Mike finally got all of his cock into the hilt. Marissa was still coming to terms with Ben’s size but had now got into a rhythm and was howling and begging Ben to fuck her arse right off to which Ben gladly obliged.

What a sight was, two hugely hung police officers fucking two massively endowed young ladies in the back of a bra shop! The studs were not only big they had staying power which was obviously a result of them being in top physical shape. After 10 minutes the girls were beside themselves, Chloe close to tears from the pounding of Mike’s massive weapon. Marissa was suggesting that Ben would soon split her in half if he didn’t come soon. But neither officer bahis siteleri was prepared to lose the contest and juts kept on pounding the ladies.

Finally Cathy suggested that the rules should change and it the winner would now be the stud that could cum on the face of the girl he wasn’t fucking. This would mean that the guys would need to blow a load across the girls back over her head across the table to the other girl. No mean feat but if anyone was going to do it these studs could.

The girls were urging their partners on and teasing the other guy by provocatively massaging their tits and playing with their nipples and daring them to cum on their face.

Ben was the first to try and he whipped out his 10inch cock and stroking it a couple of more times he started to cum. Cum flew across Marissa’s back and over her head only to fall short of Chloe’s face by a couple of inches. It did land on her tits but the rules were clear it had to be on the face to count. As he continued to cum Marissa’s back and hair were drenched in his cum and he was spent.

Chloe begged Mike to do it for her as he prepared to cum. He withdrew his massive cock and jerking it with both hands blew a massive string of cum which sailed over Chloe’s head. Everyone looked on in amazement hardly believing their eyes as a huge wad smacked into Marissa’s pretty face followed by another that hit her right tit. The girls were in raptures as Mike continued to blow shot after shot across the table.

Cathy declared Mike and Chloe the winners. To show there were no hard feelings Chloe lent across the table and licked the cum dripping off Marissa’s tits and face. They kissed and turned to the officers and asked if they were going to be arrested for being naughty girls. The officers just shook their heads, out on there pants and staggered out the door.

Cathy, Chloe and Marissa broke down in laughter as they thought about what had just happened. Cathy said that she couldn’t wait to show me the tape of the whole thing having just recently installed a camera in the back room to catch just this type of a session.

Watching this tape and hearing Cathy describe what had happened had made me extremely horny and I had a raging 13inch hard on in need of some serious loving. Cathy stroked it up and down and giggled as she remembered the police officers baton. We headed back to the pool where Cathy new she would soon be on the receiving end of my massive cock but that is another story.

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Enormous

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Standing in front of the mirror, Jared let the images of the last time he was with his girlfriend Alice roll through his mind like a pornographic home movie. She has such a wonderful way of handling his enormous cock with her delicate fingers that it drove him absolutely crazy. The way she touched him so lightly, running her fingers in every odd direction imaginable was all at once exciting, frustrating, intense and subtle that she often had him at the very edge of coming for what seemed like hours.

As his cock began to grow he thought of how incredibly large she told him he was and looking into the mirror he realized she was right. It made him feel good, made him feel manly as Alice would whisper to him how she had to stretch her fingers so far to hold him, but he knew there was a downside. He’d always heard that size was not important, all the experts said so and the women would agree, but then he’d heard that when women were alone together they’d say something different.

And yet, Jared thought as he reached down and began toying with his nipples, it reached a point where a cock could be too enormous, so big it actually would scare women off, afraid it might hurt them. Even though Alice wasn’t a virgin, she still told Jared illegal bahis she couldn’t let him put his cock into her pussy, it was simply too big for her. Instead she would use her fingers or on special occasions run her tongue along the entire length of him and then opening her mouth wide slide her lip over his head. Even that hurt her jaw some, so he knew there was a certain amount of responsibility that came with having such an enormous cock.

In the mirror his cock was beginning to twitch some as it was coming fully erect and Jared thought of how he would please Alice. She was always very responsive to him and would often come several times as he used his fingers inside her. As she stretched her fingers around his incredible girth he would push his index finger in and out of her pussy whispering in her ear how wet and soft she was.

Occasionally Alice would let him move his head between her legs and kiss and lick her pussy. As he did this he’d use his tongue and push it into her, tasting the tangy flavor of her. Then he’d move up and suck on her tiny clit while he moved his fingers into her. She would come quickly when he did that. It was all very nice but he wanted more, he wanted to put his enormous cock inside her, no, not illegal bahis siteleri just her, he wanted to put his enormous cock inside any woman, just to see what it felt like.

So, while once again Alice had teased and titillated Jared as recently as just last night and it was nice as her fingers had him spurting his cum up on his chest as they sat in his car, he began working on his plan to find a woman who might be physically able to take his cock into her pussy. He plan was simply to put an ad in the local free press describing his problem and hopefully, somewhere out there was a woman who could handle his enormity.

Now standing in front of the mirror he looked down on his cock in its entire magnificent enormity. He grabbed his ruler, pushed it to where the base of his cock mingled in with his pubic hair and then, straightening out the curve a bit with one hand he pressed the ruler against his cock and looked at his length. He looked closely, reading it down to the eighth of an inch and then writing the information onto his notepad.

He was a bit disappointed he didn’t have a sewing tape so he could measure the girth of his cock and though he tried wrapping his fingers around himself he realized that wouldn’t canlı bahis siteleri work. Putting the ruler down he looked back into the mirror and tried to imagine what it might look like to see his cock slide into a woman’s pussy. Jared was never one to want to look at pornography, so he really had no idea what it would look like exactly, all he could do was picture what his finger looked like sliding into Alice’s pussy and then imagine his cock there.

Apparently that image was good enough because as he began stroking his cock back and forth he could feel the sensations begin to take over. The pleasure that Alice was so good at drawing out of him was coursing though the entire length of him. He stroked faster and faster, unable to mimic the often frustrating, but in the end, incredible way Alice would draw it out so painfully for him, he just kept pumping until he felt a jolt of pleasure. Arching his back he watched his cum arch from his enormous cock and splash, once and then again on the mirror, running down the silvered glass.

He grabbed a towel and wiped off his cock and then the mirror. Tossing the towel aside, he went to his computer and began working on an ad. Looking down at the length he had measured, he looked back to the keyboard and carefully typed five and seven-eighths of an inch. He felt a little embarrassed typing that length, it felt too much like bragging, but in the ad he simply had to warn the women of his monstrous size. It was the responsible thing to do.

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Ember, One Sleepless Night

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Written by Elrond the Elf and edited by MoonlitClover

“Ahhhhhhh, mmmmmmhhh,” she cried out, in delicious ecstasy, her perfect crimson lips pursed in passionate lust.

Her parents were out for the evening and she was all alone at home; they could fuck off as far as she was concerned. Her father had just been retrenched at work and they had run out of money for her fine art studies. Her future was on the line and they were doing nothing about it.

Ember lay on top of her bed covers, nude, her head tilted slightly to one side, her brown eyes wide open, her jet black close cropped black hair shining slightly in the reflected moonlight.

The window let in a slight breeze and the curtains billowed out now and then. She could see the headlights of cars passing in the distance and the rain pattered softly on the sidewalk. The suburb smelled of hot tar, cooled in the rain, steam rising from the road.

Ember surveyed the long sinuous curve of her legs, her skin pale and perfect. She let her finger stroke the wet groove between her legs and bit down lightly on her lip as the pleasure of stroking her previously hooded sparked across her mind.

“Hmmmm, fuuuuuckk,” she moaned slowly as her other hand tweaked her dark nipple, now erect.

She had earlier stood in front of her bedroom mirror and stripped slowly, grinding her hips to David Guettas “Sexy bitch”. She knew it was kind of corny, but it got her moving.

She had nice firm tits, they were just more than a full handful, the nipples pointed up just a little. Her areolas were large and dark. She read somewhere that the darker a woman’s nipples the more passionate she was. It was probably bullshit, but interesting all the same and probably true for her.

She had been wearing a tight black top with spaghetti casino şirketleri straps and she had slid it slowly up and off, she remembered. “Oh, who’s a sexy chick then,” she had sang, laughing. Then – she had pushed her breasts up against the ice cold mirror, flicking her nipples against the ridge on the side of the mirror frame. The result was that she had immediately felt warmth and a spreading wetness between her legs. She had stepped out of her pants and had watched herself stroke her well trimmed pussy in front of the mirror before coming over to the bed.

Now she was imagining one of her favorite fantasies. It was of a friend of her’s boyfriend, Hugo. She had seen him swimming at a barbecue and remembered how his muscles flexed as he swam. He had a great six pack and huge biceps. He had a great summer tan and she had heard that he was pretty well hung too.

She closed her eyes and imagined catching him in the shower. His cock would be erect and he would be soaping his body liberally. At first he wouldn’t see her and she could watch him stroke his long, hard cock. He would lubricate it with some soap and water. She would watch him pumping his fist up and down around his big circumcised cock.

Ember tweaked her nipples a bit more and slid a finger inside of her by now sopping wet pussy. The thought of Hugo in the shower was getting her off very nicely indeed.

She played with her clit for a little while and then slid a finger into her pussy, adding another finger when one wasn’t enough anymore. She moved slowly building the rhythm faster over time.

A car passed outside and she caught a brief glimpse of the driver, a man in a suit on his way home, late from work. She wondered if he could see her; by now she didn’t care if he could. She wished that casino firmalari he had parked outside so that she could have played with herself for him. She wanted to see him getting hard from watching her. She wanted to see him jerk off and cum. She wanted to switch on the light and let him see her there, naked, hot and wet.

She reached for a bottle on the side of the bed. It was an expensive perfume, it had a tear drop shaped bottle, with a long neck ending in an oval shaped glass bead. The glass bead was perfectly smooth and clean. It was just a bit wider than the average cock. She would have loved to try a vibrator but she just didn’t have the nerve to go into a shop and buy one; maybe she could order on-line.

Holding the bottle by its base, she slowly and carefully pushed the oval shaped bead into her wet pussy. The feeling was weird and wonderful, smooth and hard and strange. Her finger flicked the hooded nub of her clit in rhythm to the music that still played softly in her room.

She moved the perfume bottle slowly at first, but wanted more, needed more! She started to thrust it in and out more deeply, her breath coming shorter now, her eyes widening in pleasure. “Fuck,” she said “Fuck this is so wild!” Saying it out loud, daring to do so in the big empty house made it hotter somehow.

Ember reached out for her drink, a glass of orange juice with lots of ice. After fishing around a bit she got hold of a block of ice and started rubbing it over her lips, licking off the orange juice. Then she wanted to experiment a bit more, so she took the block and rubbed it directly on her nipple. The cold made her nipples hard again and her pussy warmer and wetter. A drop of orange juice rolled slowly from her nipple, left over her breast, leaving a long wet, sticky güvenilir casino stripe. She left it there, liking the slightly sticky and dirty feeling.

The rain outside fell harder and she felt like she could hear the individual drops on the roof.

She could hear the bead on top of the perfume bottle as it slid in and out of her. She imagined Hugo jerking himself off in the shower again and this drove her on to extra effort. She thought how wild it would be if he finally caught her watching him. Would he stop? Would he carry on? Would he be angry? She hoped that he would demand that she strip off right then and there. She would do it too, she thought. She wanted that cock inside of her. She wanted that wide, circumcised head – that long shaft. She wanted it thrust hard inside of her. She wanted it all inside of her. She wanted him to bend her over and make her kneel while he stroked in and out of her from behind. She wanted him to hold her and to pull her back onto his shaft. She wanted to feel his balls as she took his whole length.

The ice had just about melted now but she didn’t need it anymore. She thrust her hips up and down moving that glass bead in and out of her faster and faster, flicking her clit at the same time, teasing and twisting, flicking and stroking. She even stopped now and then and enjoyed building up the feeling again and again. Suddenly she could take it no more. The feeling between her legs overwhelmed her all at once and she felt a tremendous surge as a wave of pleasure overtook her, built to a crescendo and then swept back down again in a huge wake of relief and pleasure. She felt her pussy clench that glass bead and let it go and then start all over again as she came and came and came.

It took a while to calm down; waves of pleasure shook her body again and again, until she lay exhausted on her bed. Her door was locked and no-one would come in. She couldn’t care to get dressed. She didn’t want to even move. She put the bottle down and with a final sigh slowly drifted off to sleep, naked in the moonlight.

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Dirty Sister-In-Law Ch. 2

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After my first time with my sister-in-law Gail, I thought it was a dream. All my fantasies had come true, and she was a fantastic fuck, with no inhibitions when it came to kinky sex. For the next few weeks, I would close my eyes and re-ran the whole episode countless number of times, sporting huge erections every time. I had to sneak out to the bathroom a few times while everybody was at home, to jack off, a temporary relief from the vivid images of Gail’s cum-soaked hairy pussy and tits glistening with crystalline urine. I just wanted to have more.

Living so close to our place, we got together once with our significant others, but tried to look as though nothing had happened. I did manage to catch her in the kitchen for a few seconds that night. She smiled at me and said, ‘Try to keep tomorrow free. I’m gonna give you a call as soon as I can.’ Then she cupped my crotch briefly and left.

I got up in the morning with an aching hard-on. Jenna was dressed and ready to leave by the time I fully woke up. She told me to take care of the phone and electricity bills and rushed to her car. When I was through with the chores, I heard the phone ringing. It was Gail.

‘Hi, George.’

‘Hi, Gail. What’s up?’

‘Don’t tell me you don’t remember me telling you I’d call last night.’

‘Sure, I remember. Have anything in mind?’

‘You bet I do. How about at my place in a couple of hours?’

‘I’ll be there.’

She hung up. I was grinning stupidly looking at the phone. I got myself some coffee and wondered what was in store for me this time. Somehow, I was sure that it was going to be a wild time in the least. I killed some time and phoned a few potential clients, making appointments for the coming few days. I tried to take my thoughts away from Gail, but every secretary’s voice on the phone gave me a hard-on. I was afraid I was becoming a dirty old man thinking only of sex.

A few hours later, I hopped into my car and drove over to Gail’s place. It was a hot and humid day, and had it not been for the air conditioner, I would probably have been soaked in that tin can, although I was wearing shorts and a sleeveless shirt. I rang the doorbell, but there was no answer. I walked around the house to their front yard, and saw Gail working in the garden. She had short, faded cut-offs and a not-very-revealing blue bikini top. She was on her knees, spading a flower ditch. Her feet were bare and I noticed that they were muddy up to her ankles, probably due to an earlier watering. She was sweaty all over, and the sweat was beginning to darken the top of her shorts.

As I turned around to look around if anybody else was there, I saw Carol working on another ditch. Carol was Gail’s neighbor, best friend for years, and divorced for a couple of years. As with Gail, she was not a stunning beauty, although taller than Gail with longer legs. Though she was by no means fat, her hips were wide, had some fat on her belly and her tits were at least as large as Gail’s. She was 40, a year older than Gail, although her looks never showed a day over 35. Carol was a brunette, with dark brown eyes and black hair coming down to her shoulders. She was dressed in white shorts and a yellow bikini top, contrasting nicely with her dark, tanned skin. We had sort of flirted with Carol in the past, but it hadn’t gone anywhere beyond flattery and comments with mild sexual connotations.

I was a bit disappointed, thinking that Carol had just popped in, as she usually did. I was looking forward to a longer and dirtier session with Gail, and I didn’t think a lot of people would find what we did anything other than disgusting. Trying to hide my disappointment, I shouted out.

‘Hey Gail, Carol.’

Gail stood up and walked to me with a quick stride. She kissed me on the cheek and said, ‘Sorry, George, when Carol phoned and wanted to come over, I couldn’t say “no”’

‘No problem, ‘ I said. ‘Maybe we should look as though I’m here for something else and try to get together soon.’

‘No way,’ Gail replied. ‘I’ve been thinking about the last time since you left and fingered myself to countless orgasms, fantasizing about everything with you. Plus, she might be a bonus for us.’

I was about to say something, but Carol moved near us and said, ‘Hi George, how ya doing?’ and kissed me on the cheek. As she kissed me, her tits touched my chest lightly and her hands moved just a wee bit over my butt. I said:

‘Very well, Carol. You look great.’

‘Get out of here, you flatterer. I know I’ve got a fat ass, no matter what you say.’

‘If you say so… But on the whole, that excess could give most men material for, uhm, you know,…’

Carol laughed loudly and said, ‘You’ll never güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri quit being a funny guy. I’ll finish spading that ditch if you don’t mind.’ And she walked back slowly o the other side of the garden, deliberately swaying her hips. As she walked, Gail said loudly with a voice that Carol would hear, ‘Let’s have a look at that drain now and get that over with.’

When Carol was out of the earshot, she rose on her toes and whispered, ‘I’m so hot, baby. And I want a quick and dirty fuck before I can do anything else.’ We walked over to the side of their house, a secluded place between the house wall and the high garden wall, where no one can have a peek into. She knelt in front of me and unzipped my shorts. She took my semi-hard cock into her mouth and stroked it with one hand as she reached with her other hand into her own shorts. After she got me hard enough, she stood up, kissed me deeply and brought her fingers out of her pussy to my lips. Her fingers smelled of her juices and sweat. I turned her around and made her lean against the wall. I unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts, finding to my delight that she wasn’t wearing anything inside. I pulled her shorts down to her knees, held my cock and entered her pussy roughly from behind.

She was wet enough to handle my cock without any resistance, but she moaned loudly nevertheless. I reached out and held one of her tits, it felt great even through the material of the bikini top. I fucked her with fast strokes, seeing her ass wiggle every time I inserted my cock the whole way. I was afraid that Carol might catch us and telling myself to cum fast. Gail was enjoying this escapade fuck immensely and her juices were flowing onto my cock. In a few minutes, I felt I was cumming and moved even faster. Gail looked back and told me to cum inside her and pull my cock out as soon as I came. I blew my load into her and after a few strokes, I pulled my cock out, and pulled my shorts over the wet member. She did the same thing, but I could see a quickly darkening patch between her legs; that is, if you knew where to look.

As we walked back to the front yard, Carol stood up from her ditch and walked back to us, smiling. She asked, ‘Is it alright now?’

‘Yeah,’ Gail said. ‘Not a very stubborn clog.’

Carol looked at Gail from top to toe and said, ‘It might need better insulation, it seems to be leaking now.’ She giggled to complete my and Gail’s mutual embarrassment. I mumbled incoherently and created a not-so-credible excuse to go in and grab a can of beer. As I was walking, I could hear Gail and Carol whispering and giggling though I couldn’t make what they were saying.

I went into the kitchen and got myself a can of beer. It was still early for a drink, but I was still a bit frustrated about Carol being there and not being able to get down and dirty with Gail. I turned on the TV, zapped through a few cooking and cellulite programs, and daytime sitcoms, not finding anything worth watching. Then I had a brilliant idea of going up to the “theater room” and surfing the ‘net for naughty stuff. Hell, Gail wouldn’t mind, and I didn’t care about Carol at all. Armed with my beer and libido, I went upstairs, turned on the computer and started looking around.

As you might imagine, the “history” files weren’t erased, and not one decent entry were there. Most of the sites that Gail surfed were fetish sites, quite a few of them sporting watersports activities. After a few minutes, my cock was hard again, and I had to do something about it. The scene on the screen were two women and a guy, one of the women pissing on the others as the guy fucked the other women from behind. Just as I started stroking my cock, I heard Gail shouting.

‘Where the hell are you George? Come and get something to eat.’

I quickly shut down the computer and went downstairs. Carol and Gail were in the kitchen, just finishing some pizza. As I sat down to have a bite, Carol said she’d go, grab some beers and be back in ten minutes. As she was leaving, Gail smiled naughtily at me and asked, ‘Do you want another quickie?’

I said, ‘No way, I want something longer, baby. Do you think Carol will be gone soon?’

Gail frowned. ‘I don’t think so. She was so frustrated with her life this morning that I felt I had to do something to keep her mind away from doing something stupid.’ Then her eyes brightened. ‘But if you don’t mind, we can take her into our, uhm, activities. If you’d like to… I’ve always wanted to know what it’d be like with a woman.’

I was stunned. Somehow I managed to say, ‘You crazy? Sure, I’d love it..’

Gail didn’t say anything. She just put a dirty foot on my crotch. Her sweaty body, sticky güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri pussy and muddy feet were driving me crazy. The hardness had come back. As I looked down, I saw Gail unbuttoning her shorts, getting her magnificent bush into view again. Gail looked at me and said, ‘I wanna get as dirty as I can. It makes me so hot.’

I smiled at her and said, ‘Why don’t we go into the bathroom? Carol can join us there if she wants to.’

‘Where would I join you guys?’

We both turned, startled, and saw a sweaty Carol at the door. She had a sixpack in her hand, and was panting. She said, ‘I just ran home, grabbed a sixpack and ran back here to make sure I wasn’t missing any fun. Did I miss anything?’

Gail said, ‘No, no, we were just making some plans. Did you think about what I said?’

‘Yeah, and I said “what the hell”, I’ll try anything,’ Carol answered. Obviously, I was set up from the start, but I didn’t mind. Gail felt she had to explain a few things.

‘You know, George, I was telling you about Carol’s frustration. Actually, it was because she hadn’t had any sex for a couple of months, and she’s still an attractive woman. I told her about the time you were here and she wanted to join in.’

‘To tell the truth, I was fingering myself as Gail was telling your story,’ Carol said. ‘I thought I might help you further with some more hair.’ She was untying her bikini top as she was speaking. Gail was already out of her shorts, and attacking my shorts, trying to get my cock out. We were all naked in a matter of seconds, and I looked at both women, comparing their bodies. Gail had tits something like 38D, but Carols’ were even larger, probably 40DD. Carol had a bit more meat on her body, around her hips. Having a darker complexion than Gail, she was even hairier, a thick bush surrounded her pubic area, ending in an arrowhead pointing to her navel. No wonder why I saw her only in one-piece swimsuits…

Both women moved towards me and Gail said, ‘Carol, we were talking about going to the bathroom with George, wanna join us?’

Carol grabbed my cock and simply said, ‘Let’s go.’

Gail led us down the stairs to the exercise room in the basement. The bathroom at that floor was just, plain huge. It had a massage shower as well as a bathtub, equipped with waterjets, big enough for two, maybe three people. Gail turned around to face us and said, ‘I’ll be right back,’ and rushed upstairs.

Carol sat down on one of the exercise benches, spread her legs and looked at me invitingly as she parted her thick pubic hair to reach her pussy with her fingers. I sat down on the floor with my face in front of that thick bush. Her aroma was intoxicating, pussy juices mixed with sweat. I parted her lips and lightly touched her pussy with my tongue. Her pussy hair was on my cheeks, tickling me. Carol rubbed her tits and pinched her nipples as started licking her pussy. Her pussy was getting real wet, and I loved tongueing a wet pussy. I pulled her a bit so that her asshole was off the bench. She put her feet on my shoulders, giving me full access to her pussy and ass. I licked around the hairy asshole, and probed inside with my index finger. I turned my head around to look at her feet and saw that she had not cleaned s?nce she worked in the garden. I kissed her sole, and licked my way up to her ankle. Carol was moaning, and I turned my attention back to her pussy. With my index finger still in her ass, I inserted my middle finger into her cunt, and kissed her clit lightly. It was a large clit, and I’d had no trouble finding it. The effect was electric on Carol, she screamed once and pushed my head into her pussy. Her juices were flowing down my fingers. As she approached an orgasm, I felt something wet on my cock.

Gail had come down, and was on the floor sucking my cock. I straightened up on my knees to make it easier for Gail, as I continued my triple stimulation on Carol. Carol was squeezing her tits hardly and moaning loudly. Gail cupped my balls and took half of my cock into her mouth. Her one hand was between her legs and she was fingering herself roughly.

Carol put her feet on the floor and stood up saying, ‘Fuck me baby, I need it bad and I need it now.’ She kneeled on all fours, and exposed her pussy from behind. I moved away from Gail and placed my cock against Carol’s pussy. It was so wet that I entered without any trouble. Gail moved on the floor, and lay on her back under Carol. She was kissing Carol’s pussy as I was fucking her. Carol put her head down and started licking Gail’s pussy. She was screaming now, ‘Fuck me, yeah, deeper, harder…’

Carol was cumming loudly, and I took my cock out of her pussy. I was also close güvenilir bahis şirketleri to cumming, but I wanted to last long. Gail filled Carol’s pussy with her fingers as I savored the scene. Here I was, with two women who weren’t that attractive to some people, but loved sex. I looked at my cock, still hard and glistning with Carol’s juices. I wanted to get a little kinky and moved over to Gail. Carol had cum, and she was on Gail’s pussy, licking her clit and had three fingers in. Gail’s pussy had remainders of our earlier fucking on her pussy hair, and was getting wetter every moment.

Carol swivelled around, so her pussy moved away from Gail’s face. I knelt down and kissed Gail, tasting Carol’s pussy on her lips. Gail straightened and said, ‘Let’s go to the bathroom, I need some warm liquid on me.’

As soon as we entered the bathroom, Gail made me lie down on my back. She sat on my cock and guided it into her pussy. Carol sat down on my face and positioned her asshole on my mouth. I just loved this. She was kissing Gail’s tits as Gail was bouncing on my cock. Carol then stood up and started pissing on Gail. Gail opened her mouth and tried to get as much of Carol’s pee in her mouth as possible. Piss was all over Gail, and I had received a fair share of the golden liquid. It was too much for me, and I started moaning loudly with the first rush of orgasm arising. Gail took my cock out of her cunt and started tit-fucking me with her large, piss-wet tits. My first spurt hit her on the chin, the rest falling on her tits and my belly. Carol knelt down and licked the cum off my belliy with Gail, while exchanging kisses with her. As usual, Gail didn’t clean the cum, but spread it on her chest and face. Both women then lay on me, kissing me with their cum and piss tasting lips.

I just didn’t want this to end, neither did my cock. Almost instantaneously, it was getting hard again, and the fact that Carol was kissing the semi-hard member while forcing my asshole with a finger helped a lot.

Gail had moved into tub, and motioned us to join her. As we went in, I was almost fully hard, but I had to pee real bad, with all the beer I had earlier. Gail sensed my twitching and said, ‘Your turn, baby, piss on us.’

Carol was also in the tub, sitting on Gail’s lap. Gail’s fingers were playing with Carol’s pussy, and vice versa. I stood up, and tried to point my cock at their faces. With a full erection, it was hard enough to piss, but almost impossible to point. As piss went through my cock, it went right into the women’s hair. I bent over and tried to wet their bodies, but most of my piss ended up on their faces. Gail was obviously having a good time, as she was panting and moaning. Carol was a bit startled in the beginning, but she seemed to enjoy it as well. By the time I emptied my bladder completely, they were all wet and made me sit down. Gail sucked my cock back into erection and produced a bottle of olive oil.

‘I got that while you two lovebirds were eating each other.’

She poured the oil on my chest, and her own shoulders. Carol grabbed the bottle and poured some on my head, saying ‘That’s for pissing in my hair.’

Gail spread the oil on my body and pressed her body on mine. She poured some more oil on my cock, and stroked it. She also poured a liberal amount into her pubic hair, but turned around to rub it into her asshole. Then she held my cock and pushed it hard into her ass.

My cock was all the way in at once. I pulled her to myself, and grabbed her tits from behind. As she started wiggling her ass, I was squeezing her tits and nipples hardly. The oil made it harder to have a hold, but it was sooo arousing at the same time. I looked over to Carol and saw her licking Gail’s pussy, trying to get as much of the slender oil bottle into Gail. The dual stimulation’s effect on Gail was showing, she was shouting, ‘Fuck my ass you sonofabitch, yeah cum in my ass…’ and she was forcing Carol’s face into her pussy. As her orgasm neared, she said to Carol, ‘I’ll piss on your face you bitch, open your mouth and drink… yeah… ooohhhhhh…’ As she cam, she started squirting pee on Carol’s face, who was fingering herself fast and had opened her mouth to accept the golden shower. I was very close as well, and moaned loudly as I started cumming into Gail’s ass.

We were all sticky and stinking by that time. Carol cleaned my cock with her mouth, as Gail sat on my chest, forcing my cum out of her ass onto my body. She managed to get it out, together with some small shit pieces. Then to my surprise and delight, she turned around and licked it off my chest. Carol moved over to kiss Gail, sharing my cum with her.

We were all exhausted, but still had some more time before I had to go. We cleaned ourselves thoroughly, although the cleaning ended up with me soaping their tits and shampooing both pussies. I managed to get another hard-on, and both women sucked me to another orgasm under hot water. As I left, Carol asked me, ‘How far can you go?’

I don’t know… How far can I go?

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On the weekend attending hours at the library were much shorter, however, Ms. Stuart offered overtime if Christie and David used the extra time to do some clearing up. Today, the plan was to clear all of the old furniture out of the old spare room. Christie mentioned that she didn’t have any appropriate shoes for the job- all of them were open toed or high heeled, if not both.

“Really?” David asked. “Don’t you even have some sneakers for exercising?”

“Can’t you guess?” Christie laughed. “I exercise barefoot!”

“I should have,” David remarked. “Do you have anything you like to have on your feet?”

“Yeah- your lips!” Christie grinned.

“That’s not quite what I meant,” said David. “What about second favourite?”

“Your tongue?”

“Okay, never mind,” David chuckled. They decided to go shoe shopping on morning break so Christie could break the new shoes in over the day. Ms. Stuart agreed to give them some extra break time since it was such a slow day, so within a few hours they had headed to the nearest shoe store.

“Do you need any help?” A retailer asked.

“Nah, my boyfriend’ll help me,” Christie replied. David swelled inside as he realised this was the first time Christie had referred to him as her boyfriend. Not only that, but the way she’d said it so casually left a big impact on him. Christie simply started walking along the shelves, with no idea of any significance as to what she’d said. David laughed inwardly at himself and went to help find a pair of shoes for Christie’s big feet.

It turned out to be easier said than done. Deciding early that boots would be overkill, they gathered the few sneakers and leather shoes in size 13 and up they could find. Once Christie had stripped off her sandals and started trying pairs on, though, they found that most of the women’s shoes were too small and the men’s too wide. Eventually with even their extended time running out she decided one pair was good enough. They hurried back to the library and Christie changed into the shoes inside. Then she busied herself over the next few hours sorting books and trying to get used to the shoes.

“How are the shoes going?” David asked.

“I feel like my feet are gonna fall off,” Christie groaned. She quickly sat down, unlaced her shoes and yanked them off. “These are worse than my heels when we first met!”

David watched her toes alternately clench and spread. “You could try wearing socks…”

“You wouldn’t be suggesting that if you knew how much worse this smell could get,” Christie replied. “Still though, could you help me out real quick?” Looking around and seeing no one in their secluded corner, David sat down and took Christie’s feet. The soles were bright pink and had little beads of sweat running down them. He didn’t think the smell was too bad; there was just a slight scent mixed with a hint of leather, to be expected from wearing shoes without socks. As he began to lick, he noted that her salty sweat did taste rather nice. Christie, for her part, just sat with her hands clamped over her mouth, trying to keep quiet as her ultra-ticklish feet were licked. Soon she had to pull her feet away.

“Better not push our luck too far,” she explained. She stood up and picked up her shoes. “I don’t want to put them back on…” she sighed.

“You can’t do the moving job barefoot, it’s too dangerous,” said David. “And your sandals would barely be any better.”

“Alright,” Christie conceded, “I’ll put my sandals back on until it’s time for the job, then I’ll put up with the shoes.” Unfortunately, by the time she and David headed to the park for lunch, her feet were killing her again.

“Those shoes must have worn my feet out already,” Christie groaned as they entered the park gate. “That’s it, I can’t take it anymore!” Resting one hand on David’s shoulder, she raised one foot, unstrapped her sandal and tossed it aside before doing the same with her other foot.

“There, much better,” she sighed as she wiggled her toes in the grass. As they set out across the park, David noticed Christie was giggling under her breath.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“The grass is tickling my feet,” Christie gasped. illegal bahis “My soles getting rubbed raw must have hyper-sensitised them!”

“Are you going to be alright?” David asked.

“Actually,” Christie continued, forcing down a titter, “compared to what else my feet have been through today, this is a pleasure.” They walked through the flower gardens where the paths were made from bare soil, Christie enjoying the feeling of her soles sinking into the soft dirt. They headed to the area populated by food trucks and carts, Christie quietly giggling again as she stepped back onto the grass. A little girl dropped a huge dollop of ice cream out of her cone and began bawling as her mother dragged her away. Christie was too distracted by the commotion to notice the spill of strawberry ice cream in front of her until she stepped right in it. She gasped as she felt the cool puddle engulf her feet and began to wiggle her toes as the pink goo oozed between them.

“Mmmm…” she moaned. She began to slowly stamp her feet up and down, grinding the soothing ice cream into her soles. Then she remembered she was in public.

“Did anybody notice what I was just doing?” she asked David.

“Nah, everyone was watching that girl,” he replied with a smile. “Lucky break, huh?” They laughed and lined up for hot dogs. David was hungry enough to eat on the move and was already finished when they sat down at a bench. Christie put her feet up in David’s lap.

“How about a quick foot massage?” she asked.

“With pleasure,” David replied, “I can still smell the ice cream on them.” He took her feet and began rubbing her relatively clean arches. He moved down to her heels, back up to the balls of her feet and then her toes, wrapping his fingers around each one at a time.

“How much time do we have left?” Christie asked.

“Still nearly half an hour,” David replied. “Maybe I should go wash my hands.” He held up his thumb, showing the amount of dirt that had rubbed off on it.

“Good idea,” Christie laughed. She sat up and let David walk off to find a tap. She dropped the remains of her hot dog bun on the ground and began to idly play with it with her feet, crunching it between her toes-and unknowingly smearing ketchup and mustard over them. Then she twisted the cap off her cola, but she must have jostled it more than she realised and it began to bubble over. In her slight panic, she ended up spilling some and it landed right on her feet. With a sigh, Christie stretched her wet, sticky feet out in front of her and left them there as she drank. Leaning back, she closed her eyes and lazed in the midday sun. Then she suddenly lurched and nearly choked on a mouthful of cola as she felt something wet flicking along both of her feet. With a start, she looked down to see a pair of dogs lapping at her feet, moving their tongues around her toes, soles, insteps and even her ankles.

“Eheheheheh!” Christie shrieked, frantically wiggling her toes. She tried to pull her feet back but found her legs and back seized up from the ticklish jolts shooting up them. Aside from thrashing her head around and flailing her toes, she couldn’t move at all. She was completely helpless.

David came to find her in this state, and for a moment he simply stared slack jawed before coming to his senses and shooing the dogs away.

“My hero,” Christie panted. ” l guess you were right about my feet- I’d better clean this mess off before they attract any other animals.” David opened his mouth to reply but she cut him off.

“Or you decide to give them a taste,” she teased. David blushed, laughed, and then they headed over to the duck pond. Sitting at the bank, Christie rolled up her slacks and dipped her feet in the water.

“Aah,” she sighed, “my feet needed a good soak anyway.” However, she soon started giggling again as a group of fish swam up and began nibbling at her feet. A few of the bigger ones even looked like they were trying to suck on her toes.

“Man,” Christie said, managing to pull her feet back on her own this time, “what is it with animals and my feet today?”

“I guess they just have good taste,” David joked, nudging her. Christie laughed illegal bahis siteleri and contented herself with digging her feet into the mud of the bank.

“This feels nice and cool on my feet too,” she grinned, squishing it between her toes.

“Oh, we’d better get going,” David said suddenly. “Bad idea to come in late after Ms. Stuart already gave us extra time off today.” With a nod, Christie wordlessly stood up and began crossing the park.

“Wait, what about your sandals?” David called.

“What about them?” Christie snorted. David picked them up and carried them for her anyway.

“Don’t you at least want them to cross the road?”

“Nope,” Christie smiled, enjoying the feeling of her soles sticking slightly to the warm pavement. They decided to take a shortcut back, which took them over a cleared lot covered in upturned earth and dusty concrete, a railway track with black soot all around and an old parking lot full of oil and axel grease stains. Christie walked through all of it without even breaking stride. The hairs on David’s neck stood up as he watched her feet become filthier and filthier with every step.

Ms. Stuart was waiting for them at the door.

“Right on time,” she said. “Ahem,” she suddenly cleared her throat and pointed down at the foot Christie was about to put through the door. Christie winced as she examined her feet. The soles were covered in a thick coat of stomped-in grime, even her arches and under her toes from where her feet had sunk into the dirt. Toes, balls, arches, heels- every inch of both soles was completely black. Smudges of dirt curled around the sides of her feet, wedging under her toenails and speckling the tops of her feet.

“Sorry,” Christie said as she and David grinned sheepishly.

“I just don’t want to risk you tracking footprints on the carpet.” Stuart explained as she re-entered the library.

“Better give me my sandals back after all,” Christie told David.

“No point in messing them up,” David replied. “I’ll go get your new shoes since you need them anyway.”

“Alright,” Christie agreed. She reluctantly slipped her feet back into the shoes and laced them up.

“So I’ve got these back on… yay…” she sighed.

“Well you don’t want risk stepping on an old nail or something do you?” David asked. “Or a spider?”

“Uh, no!” Christie shuddered. So she and David headed into the spare room and got to work hauling the old broken furniture and pieces of wood out to the dumpster behind the building. Christie didn’t really think her feet ever came in danger of being injured, but she kept her shoes on until the last piece of junk had been removed and she David were examining the now empty room.

“There, all clear,” she said. “Now I can finally get rid of these damn things!” she practically ripped the shoes off her feet and threw them out of the room as hard as she could.

“You really hate them, huh?” David asked.

“Damn right,” Christie replied as they took a pair of brooms to the floor. For a few minutes, the only sound was the soft thud of David’s shoes contrasted with the slightly-sticky slap of Christie’s bare feet against the dusty old floorboards.

“On the plus side, at least I don’t have to worry about my feet getting any dirtier at this point,” Christie joked. Or so she thought. After Christie and David had finished sweeping the floor, they both gasped aloud when they looked down at her feet. The amount of dust kicked up by the work as well as her rubbing her sore feet together as she’d been walking around had smeared the grime right up over the tops of her feet, all the way up to her ankles. It looked as though her feet had been dipped in black paint. Christie lifted a foot and grimaced as she flexed her toes, causing the layer of dirt to crack and small flakes to drift off.

“Wow,” she said, “what must be on here? Dust, soot, oil, not to mention that dog slobber… and fish slobber too, I guess.”

“Yeah, I’m not licking that off,” said David, while paradoxically also trying to hide the tent growing in his pants.

“Fair enough,” Christie laughed. She shuffled her feet on the ground. “Um, what if you canlı bahis siteleri scrubbed them clean and then licked them?”

“That’ll work,” David smiled. Ms. Stuart had long closed up and gone home, so they were free to head to the bathroom to get Christie cleaned up.

“Wait, I can’t put my feet on the carpet after Ms. Stuart already warned me,” Christie sighed. “But I really don’t want cover my feet anymore today.”

“I’ve got an idea,” said David, who proceeded to pick Christie up and piggyback her over to the bathrooms.

“Careful, careful!” Christie cried, trying to pull her filthy feet back as they nearly brushed against the shelves. They stumbled laughing into the bathroom where Christie sat somewhat awkwardly on the toilet seat with the lid down and stuck her feet in the hand basin after David had filled it with hot water.

“Ooh, sss, aah,” she sighed as she let her feet soak while David lathered up his hands with soap. Christie lifted her feet and David started to rub the soap into them. Christie’s joints turned to jelly as David not only soaped up her feet but also started rubbing away the day’s aches and pains. Before he’d only had time to do a rush job of massaging her feet, but now he was free to be as thorough as he needed. Christie’s soles were still so tender that it tickled a little when his fingers brushed them, but it was such a relief that she barely even reacted. Then, the whole performance got repeated under the water. Christie lay back, going limp. She was so relaxed she nearly fell asleep until David suddenly gave a little,

“Hm.” Christie opened her eyes and winced again when she saw what he meant. The water had turned completely black. David drained the sink and refilled it.

“I think I’m going to need some help,” he said as he slipped out the door and came back with a washcloth from the break room.

“This is definitely going to tickle,” he warned.

“That’s okay,” Christie smiled, wiggling and spreading her toes invitingly. David took her right foot by the ankle and began scrubbing the cloth up and down her sole.

There was no need to worry about people hearing now. Christie threw her head back and let her laughter ring through the library.

“Ahahahahahahhaha!” David made sure to get into every little crease he could find. He had even more work than usual, having to scrub around her ankle and the top and sides of her foot, as well as between and underneath all of her toes. He made sure no dirt was left stuck in the little wrinkles at the bases of her toe stems, going back over each toe individually. He paid extra attention under her toenails and even to her cuticles, making sure to get out every speck of dirt lodged in there. Christie’s lungs were starting to get tired from laughing and this was before David even started on her other foot. Still, she stuck through it and finally David was rinsing her feet off. They agreed to just throw out the washcloth. David washed his hands before drying Christie’s feet off for her. She stood up and gave him a long kiss.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she sighed.

“Well, you’d probably keep your shoes on in the first place,” he shrugged.

“No way, being barefoot’s fun!” Christie grinned. “It’s just even more fun when I’m with you.” They proceeded with their original plan for the night. David grabbed a DVD while Christie took a bag of microwave popcorn out of her bag. They headed to the break room which luckily had a microwave and a modern-ish tv. Christie snuggled next to David on the couch, her feet propped up on the coffee table next to a big bowl of popcorn.

“You know,” she said, “you’ve done so much for my feet today. I think they need to return the favour.” She started pushing her foot into the popcorn, picking up pieces between her toes and smearing butter all over her sole.

“Are you going to-” David began, and was cut off by Christie dropping her toes into his lips.

“Shhh…” she whispered. “I can think of something much better you could be using your mouth for right now.” David took her toes into his mouth, picking up pieces of popcorn with his tongue and sucking off the butter. Christie moaned, running her other foot over his groin and grinding her heel into his painfully erect penis. It became too much for David, who grabbed Christie by the shoulders and pulled her down on top of him for a kiss.

Needless to say, they forgot all about the movie.

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