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A Bump on the Head

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AS I looked into the trunk of the car, something touched the back of my leg and I jumped, banging my head on the trunk lid. Turning around rubbing my head, I was met by a spaniel looking up at me, its huge eyes apologising.

“Ow,” I said, glaring down at the cause of my pain.

The spaniel blinked and looked for all the world as if he was smiling.

Behind him, at the end of a long lead, was a woman with her hand over her mouth and her eyebrows raised: “I am. So Sorry,” she said. In two distinct sentences.

“No problem,” I said, still rubbing my head and smiling politely. “He was just being friendly.” I turned back to the trunk and continued attaching the fishing reel to the rod.

The woman arrived next to me: “Let me see,” she said, reaching for my face with both hands and tilting my head down. “It’s grazed,” she said. “You can fish later, we need to have a proper look at your head now.”

It was then that I realised we had met before, only never this close. She walked her dog along the riverbank and often passed me at some point, either as I was putting my rod together at the car or later, while I was walking along the river to my favourite spot. Either she would nod to me, or I to her. Never more than polite pleasantries. Quite a bit older than me, she was square and solid looking, with short, grey hair cut in a masculine, spiky style. She was also tall for a woman, the same height as me and her cheeks were outdoors ruddy, with a band of freckles running over her nose

I looked at her, a little confused, but before I could say anything, she was winding the spaniel’s lead around her hand to shorten it and barking orders: “Come on. It’s only a short walk. Won’t take a minute. Shut the lid. Lock it. Come on. Give me your arm, you might have concussion. Do you feel dizzy? Blurred vision?”

“I don’t have…” I started, but she cut me off: “That’s what people who have concussion always say, ‘I’m fine’ and then half an hour later they go down like a ton of bricks.”

With my right arm in her firm grip, we set off away from the car and the river and in less than a minute arrived at the front door of a Georgian townhouse. Looking up and down the street first, she handed me the dog’s lead and said: “Hold George,” while she opened the front door. Taking the lead from my hand, she pulled me into the hallway, kicked the door closed, and walked me into the living room. We stopped in front of a large, brown leather sofa: “Sit down,” she said, “and let’s have a proper look at your head.”

As I was lowering myself onto the sofa, she took my head in both hands again and pushed in front of me, her knees between mine, our jeans brushing against each other. Her fingers moved through my short hair, nails gently scraping my scalp. My face was pressed against her canvas waterproof jacket. “I have something for that,” she said, “keep an eye on George. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Her nails trailed across my scalp and then she walked hurriedly across the room, closing the door firmly behind her.

“Hello George,” I said, stroking the spaniel’s head in much the same way my own head had just been stroked. Above me, there was a thump on the ceiling, and then another, in a different place. What on earth was she doing? I looked around the room. Everything I looked at said “money”. The clock on the mantlepiece. The mantlepiece itself. The furniture. The bookcase. I stood up and walked towards it. George followed, his paws patting the polished wooden floor. Above me, the ceiling continued to bang and thump. The books were impressive. All of the classics bakırköy escort I have yet to read. There was another thump on the ceiling and the sound of a drawer slamming shut. She was getting changed. My imagination went to work. Lingerie. Heels. Soon, she would return transformed and then…just as I became aware the banging on the ceiling had stopped, the living room door opened behind me: “That’s better,” she said, her chest rising and falling rapidly, as if she was out of breath.

“Jeans and walking boots are comfortable,” she continued, “but they’re not really me.” Standing barefoot in the doorway, she was wearing a loose-fitting, beige kaftan that reached almost to the floor. My emotions were a mixture of disappointment and relief, but mainly disappointment that my short-lived fantasy was not to be. That kind of thing doesn’t happen in the real world. She was going to put some antiseptic lotion on my scalp and send me on my way with an aspirin. And that’s about as sexy as it would get. I sighed in resignation.

George, who had been sitting at my feet, ran to his mistress. “Go to your basket George,” she whispered, closing the door behind him. She turned the light switch on at the wall next to the door and walked to the window, drawing the blinds: “We need better light,” she said, making her way briskly to the sofa, bare feet squeaking on the polished wooden floor. Gathering up the folds of the kaftan, she sat down, a green plastic box bearing a first aid symbol in her lap, “and you can take your coat off – it’s not that cold in here…”

As I sat down next to her, she shuffled closer and took my head in her hands again, tilting it down and repeating the earlier inspection. As she leant forward with her arms reaching towards me, the low neck of her kaftan opened up, so that I was staring down into her enormous cleavage and beneath that, the top of one of her thighs. Beneath the kaftan she was naked. At that moment, she reached a little farther and both breasts swung into view. At the same time, air from inside the garment billowed out, bathing me in her fragrance. I caught my breath.

One of her hands left my head and went to the back of my neck and began stroking it gently. Placing her other hand under my chin, she raised my head and stared into my eyes. For the first time I saw she was wearing full make-up; bright red lipstick and dark eyeshadow “I don’t think I need to put anything on it,” she whispered. I could feel her breath on my face; soft odours of coffee and mint. Lowering my head again, she planted a soft kiss on my scalp: “Just this, maybe. There, that’s better,” she breathed. Then she leant closer and kissed the top of my forehead and smiled: “Would you like me to carry on?” Her words were so quiet I wasn’t sure if they were real or inside my head. Her eyes were mesmerising. “I’ll take that as a ‘yes’,” she whispered. My head was swimming. “I’m Ann by the way,” she breathed and then she tilted her head to one side and lightly kissed my top lip.

With our faces almost touching, she stared into my eyes again and smiled: “I like it that you’re shy.” Her voice was a faint whisper, but her breath on my face was becoming heavier. “Just relax, everything’ll be fine…I want us to be friends…can we be friends?”

The hand on the back of my neck was no longer stroking, it was holding and then she slowly leant in and kissed me again, soft lips on mine, only this time she opened her mouth wide and pulled me into the deepest kiss I have ever experienced; her tongue filling my mouth, slowly twisting and turning beşiktaş escort and then she was pushing me backwards onto the sofa and climbing on top of me, my arms wrapping around her in a reflex reaction. Even if I had wanted to resist, I doubt it would have made any difference. Her right hand was between us on my crotch, roughly squeezing and kneading my erection and then it was on my belt buckle, fumbling and fiddling and then abruptly, she broke off, one foot on the floor, her other knee on the sofa, straddling me, she placed a hand at the top of my chest, just below my throat, pinning me down and used her other hand to unfasten the button at the waist of my trousers before tugging on the zip. It wouldn’t move. “Take them down, pleeeeeeeeeze,” she begged urgently, “no need to take them all the way off, just get them down.”

Lifting myself up slightly, I wriggled my trousers and shorts down as far as my knees, my erect cock springing free. At the same time, with her free hand she gathered the kaftan up around her waist and I caught a glimpse of her shaven vagina and then she was on top of me again, her tongue back inside my mouth and her hand gripping my penis tightly, pulling it painfully upright and then, out of site beneath folds of cloth, she ran the head up and down the soaking folds of her vagina before slowly, a fraction at a time, engulfing me in her soaking warmth. When our crotches finally bumped softly together she froze, her tongue sliding slowly from my mouth – her mouth remaining open in a silent scream as she shuddered and shook, her eyes tightly closed. After a few moments, she composed herself and slid her arms around me, hugging me tightly, the muscles of her vagina squeezing my penis, her lips close to my ear: “At last,” she whispered, before pushing against me, slowly at first but building up speed, whispering into my ear with each stroke, faster and faster, harder and harder: “Never been. So happy. To see. Someone. Bump. Their head. Been trying. To think of. An excuse. To talk. To you. For ages…” After what seemed like only a few seconds of this I gasped: “I’m sorry, I’m coming…”

Clenching down on me, she rocked back and forth, hugging me so fiercely I could barely breathe as my balls emptied inside her. Slowly and gradually, she relaxed and let out a long, satisfied sigh.

“It’s me that should apologise,” she whispered. “I’m not usually this…unladylike…”

“It was lovely,” I whispered.

Our cheeks were pressed together, so I could tell she was smiling.

“I can be a bit…selfish when my blood’s up,” she whispered, “But now that you’ve taken care of me. Stay where you are and let me take care of you…”

Placing both hands on my chest, she pushed herself up and off me, slowing for a moment and closing her eyes as my penis slid from her with an embarrassing “squelch”. As she stood up, the kaftan fell to the floor. Keeping her eyes on mine, she knelt at my feet and pulled my trousers and shorts down to my ankles, before slowly easing my knees apart. Holding my softening penis between two fingers, she smiled up at me, our eyes still locked together, and took the head in her mouth, her hand cradling my balls, but her middle finger was reaching further back…

When her fingertip touched my anus, I jumped. “Don’t worry,” she whispered, smiling, “I won’t hurt you,” and with that she took my penis in her mouth again, her free hand working quickly up and down the shaft. Before my cock had even become properly hard again I was coming for a second time, with Ann gently squeezing my balls beylikdüzü escort and sucking hard, swallowing every drop. When she was satisfied there was nothing left, she knelt back on her haunches, licking her lips and smiling: “Let’s go upstairs.” And she nodded towards the door. “Come on. We’ll be more comfortable…”

Pulling my trousers up, I stumbled meekly behind as she led the way to the stairs, her broad hips swaying from side to side as she slowly ascended, looking over her shoulder at me and smiling.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she slid one arm out of the loose neck of the kaftan and then the other, wiggling her hips as it fell to the ground. Stepping out of it, she walked to the window and drew the curtains closed. The room was plunged into near total darkness, leaving only a narrow strip of light coming from the open door. A moment later, somewhere in the pitch black, a mattress creaked and covers rustled. Then a barely audible whisper: “Come to bed, dear…”

The moment I was under the duvet, she was on top of me, around me, inside me, unseen fingers touching and stroking, an invisible tongue licking and teasing. My head was spinning as she entwined her legs with mine and rolled onto her back taking me with her, hugging me tightly as my cock, still only partly erect, somehow found its way inside her. She may have used a hand to guide it in, but I can’t be sure – there was so much going on. Beneath me, she breathily whispered instructions: “Don’t move, just stay still…let me do my thing…” With that, she began to gently roll her hips, the walls of her vagina massaging and kneading my cock until it was painfully hard. Our foreheads were pressed together, our lips almost touching – I wanted to reach for one of her breasts but she was hugging me so tightly I couldn’t move my arms.

“That’s lovely,” she whispered over and over. “This time should last a little longer…just try to relax… you can trust me…” and then as she finally felt me stiffen: “That’s it, lover, let it all out…ahhh!…I felt it…I felt it…”

I lay slumped on top of her for some time until gradually, her grip on me slowly relaxed.

“That was amazing,” I finally whispered.

“Hush,” she breathed, placing a finger against my lips, “I’m having a moment. Here…” and she rolled me off her and onto my side, put her hand on the back of my neck and held a breast to my mouth, sighing as my lips closed around an enormous nipple. My tongue gently circled its centre as I reached between her legs. The moment the palm of my hand settled on her shaven vagina, a finger slipped easily between its soaking folds and into her warm interior. Ann stiffened and drew in a sharp breath. Raising her knees, she threw them wide: “Would you?” she whispered. “Please?” Her hands were on my head, pushing it gently downwards.

Without replying, I quickly scrambled between her legs, pushing my face between her heavy thighs, breathing in the pungent aroma and taking the folds of her labia in my lips and licking steadily, side to side and then up and down, over and over, while above me Ann played with her nipples and orgasmed again and again, bouncing up and down on the bed, shaking and shuddering, until finally she breathed: “Stop, stop…come here…” In the deep gloom, she was holding her hands out to me.

For a long time, we lay spooning, listening to each other’s breathing. Finally, it was Ann who broke the comfortable silence: “So, now that you know where I live…”

I kissed her shoulder and she smiled in the darkness: “But give me a ring first…don’t want you catching me in my dog-walking clothes again…I wore my shroud earlier because I didn’t want to scare you away…imagine if I’d walked into the living room in lingerie and heels…”

“Yes,” I whispered, kissing the back of her neck gently, “imagine that…” and we both began to giggle.

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Friends and Neighbors Ch. 1

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Philip and I had moved into this house three years ago, just two weeks after our whirlwind marriage. It had been one of those situations that you sometimes read about, but never quite believe. Introduced by friends at a party, we took one look at each other and just knew that we were going to be together. Within six months we were married, had enjoyed a highly erotic Caribbean honeymoon and moved into this brand new house in a new development on the edge of town, and life for us had been fantastic ever since. Now, at age 24 we both had excellent jobs, good friends and supportive families that were never too intrusive, in fact, life couldn’t have been better

Three weeks after we moved in we had new neighbors, Peter and Marie. They were about 10 years older than us, but we hit it off immediately. As soon as we saw them arrive with all their furniture and possessions, we were outside offering our help. We both felt it was important that in such a new development, creating a community spirit was essential, and what better way to make a start on that than to offer help to a new neighbor. That was the beginning of what turned into an amazingly close friendship, considering the differences in our ages.

Philip and Peter worked marvelously together to establish both the gardens, with some rather inept help from Marie and myself before we were banished to the ‘keep the cool drinks coming’ brigade! But we didn’t mind, we helped each other with the insides of the houses and swapped shopping tips and recipes almost constantly. She became almost like a sister to me, although we couldn’t have been further apart in looks, Marie was a fairly tall, blonde, long legged female with fairly large breasts … whereas I was barely 5ft 2, had dark hair, a bronzed skin that took the sun easily and looked good, and had small to medium breasts.

I often saw Philip staring at Marie’s breasts and almost licking his lips, and I used to tease him about it. At first it used to embarrass him a little, but once he realized that I wasn’t the least bit jealous of Marie or her breasts, it became almost a game between us. A game that intensified even more after we got the Pool put in the back yard. We’d been invited over to some friends one really hot summer evening and fell in love with their pool after we’d spent most of the evening soaking in it, and as soon as we got home we talked about having one ourselves. Of course we talked about our plans with Peter and Marie and they expressed their desire to help us organize it and set it up … as long as they could have a dip now and again, as they couldn’t possible afford to get one themselves at this stage. We all laughed at that, because there was no way that we were going to bar them from the pool, in fact we suggested that at the same time we were setting up the pool we should place a gate in the fence between the properties so they had ready access to it. They were quite stunned .. and highly delighted .. at that gesture of friendship.

It must have been a pretty slack season for pools because ours was in, filled and working within a month, and Philip and Peter had organized a Patio and some shaded loungers and some tables. I remember the first night after it was all completed, it was amazingly hot and we’d decided that we should christen it first with a gathering of just the four of us, scheduling a proper pool party with friends for a few days later. Philip and I came home from work and prepared a light salad meal and some drinks, and at the agreed time stood at the new gate adjoining our properties with a tall glass of champagne in each hand calling out to Peter and Marie.

As they came out of their house and walked towards us, I heard Philip’s sharp intake of breath, and I couldn’t blame him in the least, Marie looked absolutely stunning! wearing, or almost wearing, a pale blue bikini that barely covered her ripe breasts or her incredibly tight and firm backside, and for a fleeting moment there was just a touch of envy in me as I looked at her. But that disappeared completely when Peter walked up and gave a very loud wolf whistle and told me I looked absolutely stunning in my somewhat more modest bikini … actually it wasn’t any more modest, it was just that I didn’t have quite as much filling it out … then winked very theatrically at Philip and warned him that he’d better watch out or he might get run over in the stampede of males towards me when we held the pool party. To say that made me feel good was an understatement, and I secretly thanked Peter for it, actually noticing for the first time what a handsome and well proportioned man he was.

Well we had plenty of laughs and plenty of fun that evening. Jumping in and out of the pool and swimming around and playing catch as catch can, and splashing each other, all the sorts of things that silly teenagers do, and at times I guess we all felt a little like a child with a new toy. But later, when Peter and Marie had returned home and Philip and I were alone in our room the sexual energy that had been hovering around all evening really sarıyer escort exploded, and we had the most amazingly frantic sex we’d ever had. Philip had always been full on, and could never be accused of being gentle or sensual in his love making, but that night it was even more so.

He was like a rampaging bull, his big cock pistoning into my tight pussy liked he’d never been there before! It was like that first time he’d ever seen me naked, when his passion had exploded in an orgy of love making the like of which I’d never experienced before. Mind you I was almost a virgin at that time, having only one real sexual experience previously that was more of a ‘god I’ve got in and I’ve cum’ situation.

The first time with Philip gave me a realization of what sex was really meant to be like, powerful and totally satisfying for both of us, and on this night it was reinforced with a vengeance! He pounded his cock into me as I came and came and came and screamed and screamed, and he came not once, not twice, but three times, a fact that astonished him as much as me. Afterwards, as we lay, totally sated in each other’s arms, I teasingly asked if he’d liked Marie’s bikini. It was like I’d pushed a magic button, because his cock leapt into hardness all over again! “Mmm, don’t think you need to answer that question” I gurgled as I reached down and stroked his cock, making him groan.

Then he’d turned and was grinning down at me, “Oh, and what about you?, I saw you perving at Peter, all evening, especially when he started to get that bulge in his bathers” he said.

I felt myself blush, really blush, “I didn’t!” I stammered, “I mean I might have looked at him once or twice, but really, I mean … And anyway he didn’t have …”

He threw his head back and laughed, “Oh, didn’t he? So how do you account for tonight? you’ve never been this hot and horny before, you just couldn’t get enough sex. I mean, look at you now, even after all that your nipples are still rock hard, your pussy still soaking wet” he said, and reached down and stroked his hands over me, and I groaned, damn he was absolutely right, I was still horny, but it couldn’t be Peter, I mean nothing had happened.

“I don’t know” I groaned, “I guess it was the whole evening, the water, the heat, all of us playing and touching, the fact we weren’t wearing much, but I wasn’t perving at Peter, I wasn’t!” and I beat a sudden tattoo on his chest with my clenched fist.

He laughed even louder, “Well I think I’d better listen to what Peter said when he arrived and keep my eyes on you at the Pool party”

I sat up and crossed my hands under my firm, breasts, “Oh, and I don’t suppose I have to watch over you as you drool over all our friends” I said poutingly.

“Me,? drool?, never” he said, then chuckled, “Well maybe your friend Katy, wow wasn’t she stunning at that last party, thought she was going to fall out of her outfit”

“Damn you” I hissed, “You and big tits, I don’t know why you bothered to marry me”

He reached over and grabbed me and rolled me over and immediately impaled me with his hard cock, “Because, big tits or not, no one turns me on the way you do” he growled, “And I’m about to prove it to you all over again!” … and he did! .. again and again!!

The next few days were busy at work and also busy shopping and preparing for the pool party, so the thoughts, feelings and events of that night were quickly swept into the background. Maybe they would have resurfaced at the pool party, but that turned into something of a fizzer, as on the morning of the party, a coolish change blew in and although everyone stood around and admired our new pool, no one got up the courage to disrobe and go in .. Not even my friend Katy, despite some almost frantic pleading from Philip!

It was still a fun night with lots of dancing and drinking and went well into the early hours of the morning. Peter and Marie came of course and got on well with just about everyone there, in fact I can’t remember a time in the evening when Marie was not surrounded by a mob of males with their tongues hanging out … of course she was wearing the kind of dress that showed her beautiful breasts off to perfection, and when she occasionally bent down to put her glass on the table the communal intake of male breath was like a sudden breeze flowing through the room!

A few of my girl friends from work were a bit miffed, but it didn’t bother me, I found myself with quite a little crowd myself at times .. especially after I’d snuck into the bedroom and removed my bra so that the thin material of my dress really showed off my perky nipples!, something Peter seemed to notice straight away, although it took Philip until almost the end of the party to notice .. grin …then it was me he was drooling over again, and when the party was over, he was very. very attentive!, although as I lay alongside him afterwards I had to admit that it lacked the intensity of a few evenings before. That was my last thought before esenyurt escort I fell asleep.

The cold change surprised everyone, including the weather experts by lasting over two weeks, so there was virtually no use of the pool, well, at least not communal use. I took to getting up early and swimming a few lengths just to freshen me up for the day, and occasionally Peter would lean on the fence and watch and smile and say hello, but he always laughingly declined when I challenged him to come in, “Oh no, Amelia, not me, it will need to be much, much warmer to tempt me” he’d say, then wave and walk off.

Finally, however, the cold change started to recede and the days started to warm up again, and occasionally when I got home from work I’d hear someone in the pool and look out. It was always Marie, and always in a surprisingly modest one piece. We’d exchange greetings and occasionally I’d take her out a drink and we’d chat for a while, and I got to realize how really beautiful she was, so natural and unaffected. I grew to like her even more. Perhaps that’s why when her suggestion dropped out of the blue a few days later, I had no real hesitation in going along with it.

We’d arranged some time before to go out to dinner at a nightclub with Peter and Marie on the Friday night, and I’d really looked forward to it, so even though the evening itself was incredibly hot and muggy, I was determined to enjoy it. Fortunately the night club was air conditioned, so the meal was wonderful, but when we moved into the dance area and started to dance, we very quickly got all hot and sweaty again, and by the time midnight came along we decided we’d all had enough. As Peter’s car was off the road for some repairs we’d traveled to the nightclub in ours, so it seemed only natural when we arrived home to invite them in for a cool drink. It was as we were all standing around in the kitchen, and I was getting drinks from the fridge, that Marie dropped her little bombshell. She stared out of the kitchen window into the back yard, seeing the moonlight bouncing off the surface of the water, and I guess it looked just too inviting, because she suddenly spun around and announced a little breathlessly, “Oh, god I’ve just got to take a dip, right now”

I saw Peter start, flush, then grin, “Yeah, that would be nice, it wouldn’t take long to nip over and get our bathers, if that’s all right with you two” he said, swiveling his head around to cover both Philip and myself.

Before we even had a chance to respond, Marie broke in, “Damn, I can’t wait that long, it’s dark and we’re all friends, why don’t we go skinny dipping?”

Her words exploded in the room like a bomb, and as with a bomb the aftermath was an eerie silence as eyes seemed to be darting everywhere, and mouths had opened slightly. Then to my absolute amazement, I found myself grinning widely and saying. “Why not, damn it, we’re all too hot to be in here”, then my eyes seemed to really focus on Marie and I saw that she was grinning widely too, and I stuck my tongue out at her and cried “Last one in’s a you know what!”, and made a dash for the door with Marie scrambling after me and the two men frozen to the spot with their mouths still wide open.

I got out the door first, but Marie’s long legs got her to the edge of the pool before me, and laughing and giggling we struggled out of our dresses and our bras and panties, and just about dead heated as we dived into the pool, to come up squealing and threshing, because it felt exceedingly cool after the hot night air. We both stroked down to the other end of the pool and hung onto the edge there catching our breath. Marie glanced over her shoulder and giggled, “Do you think they’ll follow?” she asked.

I threw back my head and laughed, “Well I don’t know about Peter” I said, “But Philip would run to the ends of the earth to see you like this”, and I let my eyes drop to her ripe naked breasts bobbing in the moonlight.

I’m sure I detected a flush in her face, before she lowered her eyes and giggled again, “Oh, you’re having me on, with you around, he doesn’t notice me” she said.

I grinned at her, “Want to bet that he’ll be the first one out here, and he’ll make a beeline for you?” I asked. This time I definitely saw her flush, but before either of us could say any more, the door banged and with a wild howl a very naked Philip bounded out and threw himself head first into the pool, but not before I noticed that he was sporting a magnificent hard on. His startled cries as the cold water hit him, combined with his threshing as he powered down the pool, all but hid the fact that Peter slipped out too, and he was equally naked, and unless the moonlight was playing tricks on my eyes, also sporting a sizable erection! His entry into the pool was a little less dramatic than Philip’s, he just stood on the side for a moment and then quietly dived in, but that moment seemed to last an eternity as I found my eyes drawn to him, sweeping over him, seeing him completely naked for the first time, avrupa yakası escort even though I was at the other end of the pool it was as though I had suddenly developed magnified vision and it honed in on his stiff and swollen cock jutting outwards and upwards, and his heavy balls bouncing slightly beneath it, and I felt a fire start to pour through me.

Then there was a huge splash and Philip was there, “Damn, you two are crazy, you know that?, skinny dipping? god, what will the neighbor’s think”

It was Marie who chuckled and answered, “But we are the neighbors Philip, and we’re skinny dipping too”

“You are?, wow I didn’t realize” he said, laughing loudly and staring unashamedly down at her naked breasts. I smiled to myself and winked at her, letting her know that I’d won my bet, and she winked back at me, then lifted herself slight on the side of the pool, letting her breasts come fully out of the water and fully into Philip’s sight, and I saw the suppressed shudder that ran through him. Then she pushed herself off and started to swim back down the pool, almost colliding with Peter on the way, and with another wild howl, Philip took off after her.

Then Peter was alongside me, smiling softly, “Looks like Philip’s really howling at the moon tonight, does it always affect him like that?”

I tossed my head back and laughed, “Oh, a combination of the moon, the heat, the water and a beautiful woman will do that to him every time, and Marie’s certainly a very beautiful woman” I said.

He nodded, staring back down the pool where Philip and Marie were busy thrashing the water over each other, “She is incredibly beautiful, and sexy …then he turned his warm smile on me … but so are you too” he almost whispered.

I felt the color flood through my face, “Oh , I don’t know about that, not compared to …”

He didn’t let me finish, “You are to me” he said, and his eyes nearly bored right into me.

I gasped, “Oh no, you mustn’t, you mustn’t say that” I stammered.

He shrugged his shoulders and gave me a slow smile that seemed to light fireworks somewhere deep inside me, I groaned silently … oh god this was all wrong, I had to get away. I pushed off and swam back down the pool, his smile seeming to haunt me every inch of the way. Philip and Marie had jumped from the pool and were racing round and round it, Philip making no real attempt to catch Marie, content to lope along behind, enjoying the sight of her tight naked ass and those gorgeous breasts bouncing around. I quickly glanced behind and sighed with relief as I saw that Peter hadn’t moved, he was hanging on the edge of the pool watching the high jinks between Marie and Philip, calling encouragement occasionally as they came past him. I was glad to be alone, yet I found myself thinking of Peter, wondering what he was really thinking as he watched the two of them, I mean you didn’t need to have 20/20 vision to see that as the chase continued, Philip was becoming more and more aroused, his big cock, sticking straight out in front of him and waving like a flag pole.

Still it was a surprise when Marie suddenly veered away from the pool and, not bothering to stop to pick up her clothes, disappeared in through the back door, with Philip in hot pursuit. I could hear her squeals and Philip’s bellows long after they disappeared into the house. Perhaps it was because I was listening to them that I failed to hear Peter swim up behind me. The first inkling I had that he was there, was when his hands touched my shoulders and stroked down my back like a feather, causing me to leap almost out of my skin. I could have swung around and slapped his face, I could have taken off like a startled deer and rushed from the pool and inside, I could have done a lot of things I guess, but I just clung onto the edge of the pool, half crouched in the water, and swung my head to look at him pleadingly over my shoulders, “No, Peter, Please” I half whispered, “We mustn’t, the other’s might …” God, what was I saying,? Not ‘You’ shouldn’t, but “We’ shouldn’t.

Peter seemed to pick up on that immediately, and that slow smile burned into me again, “Maybe we shouldn’t, Amelia” he said huskily, “But I want to, and I think you want to as well”, and he stepped half forward and slid his arms around my body and cupped his hands around my breasts, instantly running his thumb over my nipples and causing them to jump into life. “Mmmm, you have the most exquisitely sexy breasts I’ve ever laid eyes on”, he whispered

“Oh, no, that can’t be” I stammered, “Marie has magnificent breasts, and so much bigger”

“That’s true, but size isn’t everything, yours are so firm, so perfectly shaped, and these nipples, oh god, they drive me wild jut looking at them” he said’

My body instantly jerked and jumped, but that in itself had an unfortunate effect, it straightened me up and my breasts came fully out of the water and into his vision, and my backside collided with one very stiff cock, causing me to gasp out loud, the words of rejection about to be issued, lost in the sudden intake of breath. Before they could be re-gathered, I was almost upright, his hard cock pressed firmly between the cheeks of my bum, rubbing up and down, and his hands caressing my breasts like they’d never been caressed before, so soft and gentle, like being brushed with a feather, and my body was going crazy

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Emily and I had been together three years. We adored each other and had enough common interests to make the day-to-day stuff of life lots of fun. And as far as sex went we were both similarly kinky and, over time, Emily’s desires and kinks had become mine and my desires and kinks had become hers.

If there was a single fly in the ointment it was that Emily was the least orgasmic person I had ever known. It’s not that we didn’t try. Lots of emotional foreplay. Lots of physical foreplay. Crazy amounts of lubrication. Hands and mouth working together. Under-stimulation. Over-stimulation. G-spot play. Ass play. G-spot and ass play together. Emily submissive. Emily dominant. A bit of pain. Exquisite tenderness. Rough and taking. Deliciously kinky…

Whatever varied form our sex play took Emily would usually cycle up through wave after wave of increasing arousal often reaching a place of such extreme pleasure her whole body would be writhing as if on fire. But as soon as she would close in upon that final release she would tumble off the cliff not into climax, but into a binding fear that she had missed it and couldn’t reclaim it. Her hoped-for orgasm would slip away like a gorgeous dream at waking.

So, we tended to minimize the importance of orgasm and explore other delights. And as much as I love coming I would often not want to go there without her. Sometimes her answer was generous and emphatic. Take me. Fill me. Make me your receptacle. She liked it and I liked it.

Often, after passionate lovemaking, would come a different kind of sex, a slow relaxed play with the Hitachi magic-wand on her clit and labia and my fingers deep inside of her caressing her g-pot. She would often cross over that way, especially when I added a finger in her ass, but the climax itself would be minor and anticlimactic. Sometimes even a question: “Did I come?”

Adding a bit of Dominance and pain-play into the equation would often make things easier for her and that kind of play opened interesting and satisfying worlds for both of us. But the releases that came then were different from orgasms.

If we had hours to ourselves there was even an abject, chthonic and beautifully-dark place we could go together that involved humiliation and release that would give us both days of afterglow, but that is a different story for a different time.

I was in Costco when I had an idea about Emily and me and after mulling it over couldn’t wait to tell her of my plan.

“Hey Em,” I said as I walked through the doorway an hour later, “I know we usually make decisions together, but I’ve decided something for both of us. I’m taking orgasm off the table for a month. I’m not allowed to cum. You are not allowed to cum.”

“You’ve got to be kidding,” Emily shot back, “we can’t go a month.”

You would thought this would be about the least erotic discussion two people could have. But when our eyes looked into one another it wasn’t ten seconds before we were kissing. Ten seconds more and we were tearing off each other’s clothes.

My cock already rising I pulled Emily against me. The length of our bodies pressing hard against each other every inch of our touching became a place of hunger and merging. Kissing her shoulder close sarıyer escort to her neck and breathing in deeply I caught her scent. I needed more of her scent and wetness and a moment later she was straddling my mouth with my arms pulling her down even harder. The wet of her arousal flowing into me made my cock throb so hard I could feel the heat of precum leaking hot upward through the length of my cock.

Emily slipped into a slow, rhythmic, grinding-down against my mouth and, as I pulled her harder down upon my me, she began to push out from within as if trying to unfurl her insides around my mouth. I loved her enveloping slippery fragrant warmth and it sent waves of pleasure flooding through my body. Feeling her own surging arousal spilling into my mouth was a paradise so intense I never wanted it to end. But soon Emily reached behind her taking my throbbing cock in her hand with a hungry, claiming insistence. She brought her hand up to her mouth spitting an ample load of saliva on it then slathering my cock with its slippery wetness.

A moment later Emily was sliding downward over my body until she was poised holding perfectly still with the throbbing head of my cock pressing against the sloshy wet heat of her swollen and dripping labia. My eyes looked hungrily into her pale blue oceanic eyes. A flash of a smile and she slipped down enveloping the length of my cock in a single motion the thick of my cock spreading her wide. We may have done it a thousand times but filling her this way was always felt like we were breaking through into a new-made world.

We quickly found a rhythm of up-thrusting and down-grinding so melding it felt like even the shaved softness of our pubic areas were fucking into each other. We were both tumbling deep into that state of interfusion, the sloshy wet heat of our bonding spilling back into each of us in a raw sacramental communion. Grinding down hard her head flung back and seeing her eyes roll back a bit I suddenly careened toward climax. I grabbed her hips slowing the thrusts way down.

Emily had long known there were certain phrases she could say during intercourse that were so fraught with erotic intensity they would provoke almost instant orgasm on my part. Sometimes she would use the words to take away volition and restraint, causing me explode into her at her bidding. I felt the words coming from her and gently touched her mouth then found a slower rhythm.

The touch must have driven home my seriousness about neither of us climaxing because her eyes looking into my own took on a new piercing intensity I had never seen before. Suddenly, without any real change in rhythm or thrust we were fucking in a whole new way. Deep, reverential, but without any sense of heading toward climax or goal. It was immensely freeing. Without goal or aim the present moment had an astonishing vividness and clarity and fullness. Each deep thrust into her up-thrusting pelvis took on a raw and mystical fullness. The sheer anatomical wonder of filling the physical depths of the woman I loved with the thickness of my cock became strangely perverse, fiercely animal and deeply sacred.

I saw the change in her eyes too. Something esenyurt escort was dropping away from within each of us, completing our partial minds and bonding us in a whole new way. Neither of us wanted to stop. There was something unexpectedly wild emerging between us. It was raw animal fucking, and it was love, but on top of this a sense of eternity was bodily enveloping us.

Usually, after ten minutes or so of fucking, we would transition to some variation but not now. Every thrust of my cock into the sloshy wet heat of her loins gave the sense of disappearing bodily into her, not just with my cock but with the whole of my being. And yet at the same time every thrust was a claiming, and even marking, that drew her wholly into me. I had always loved Emily’s expressive and changeful face but now I thrilled to a succession of unfamiliar expressions as she tumbled bodily through different zones of bliss.

“Ass, please” she almost hissed maybe twenty minutes later and with eyes half rolled back.

I slowly withdrew my cock from the warmth of her insides turning her over on her belly and moving my head down to between her ample and lovely ass cheeks. Her ass-crack was sloshy wet with drippings from our long-enraptured entangling. My mouth and tongue, greedy for the depths of her wet asshole, plunged in opening her up and pressing out a flood of saliva into her dark fragrant depths.

For a while I mouth-fucked her that way, spitting out more and more saliva till the inside of her rectum was flooded with the wet of my mouth. I added a finger, then two. Emily started squirming with her whole body as I found a rhythm that worked and began caressing her g-spot through her vaginal wall.

Emily’s reaction and the pleasure of my fingers inside the soaked depths of her ass sent waves of joy flooding through me. My whole body had never felt so alive. My skin where it touched Emily felt like flood and fire in one. My cock, fiercely engorged and throbbing, felt every plunge of my fingers as if it were my cock inside of her. Emily’s squirming turned into a feral sort of writhing with low, almost guttural moans escaping in rhythmic gasps with every plunge of my fingers. I could feel her rectum relax more and more with every thrust of my fingers until a third and then a fourth easily slid into the dark sloshy depths of her rectum.

The hunger for the release of orgasm was fierce and deep and flowing through me in waves, but the knowledge that orgasms was forbidden translated the hunger into a heightening of every sense. And hearing, touch, taste, smell and sight were deliciously vibrant and acute.

I have always been scent-driven and Emily’s scents work me like a drug, whether the smell of her sweat, that exquisite wonder-world of the various scents of her arousal, or the dark alluring pungencies of her ass. But now my scent hungers thrummed with urgency. I needed her depths.

I soaked my two index fingers with the wet of my mouth then used them, almost speculum like, to spread Emily’s rectum wide, then wider, and wider still until her relaxed and soaked asshole was gaping.

My cock was throbbing hard, its pleasures and hungers flooding the entirety of my being avrupa yakası escort as I plunged my mouth hungrily into Emily’s gaped and fragrant rectum. Through a combination of tongue thrusting and sucking and suckling and using my fingers to gape her still wider I got my mouth outrageously deep inside her ass. Emily’s body rocked in pleasures, her low moaning turning into something so animal raw it transformed into a dark Circean music bewitching me to crave deeper still.

“Push out” I said, before plunging back into her fragrant depths.

Already beautifully-deep inside Emily’s rectum, my mouth now felt the bliss of her wet depths unfurling bodily around it, almost as if she were drawing me into her depths. My cock was throbbing so hard I could feel the wet heat of precum flowing through its throbbing length. With climax forbidden my mouth had become an extension of my cock and felt pre-orgasmic itself. Emily’s rocking ass started back-thrusting against me to drive my mouth ever deeper.

Emily’s relaxed ass gaped wide and loose enough I no longer needed my fingers to spread her. I grabbed her ample ass to plunge in even further with sucking and suckling lips and tongue and her whole body convulsed with pleasure. Emily pushed outward in response and farted, flooding my entire being with waves of pleasure as I inhaled hungrily before again driving my mouth still deeper into her depths.

Suddenly Emily turned over and moved her head downward and reaching under me grabbed my cock. I turned over and she smiled at me opening her mouth outrageously wild. I loved when she would do this. I loved the glimpse of the pink depths of her mouth and throat. But I also loved the edgy offering quality of the gesture: the declaration of the depths of her mouth as mine to fill as I wished. My cock throbbed hard at the sight.

Looking down Emily touched the tip of my cock and then sweetly smiling drew a long filament of precum upward from the tip. Everything felt wondrous. Even that fine filament seemed to glow with a numinous light set off by the darkening shadows of the late afternoon sun streaming through the window.

Emily opened her mouth even wider then plunged it down upon my cock taking the length of it into her, deliberately going gag-deep and holding it there till her eyes teared up and her saliva started flowing like a river. Withdrawing her mouth Emily again turned over thrusting her ass, with its still loose and wet and gorgeously gaping rectum, high in the air.

Emily and I had, over time, joyfully explored every lovely variation of anal sex we could imagine. But now, sliding into her relaxed and sloshy rectum with my throbbing and saliva-soaked cock we tumbled into a new kind of ass-paradise.

She was so wet and loose, my cock slid into her effortlessly as if being sucked in. The no-to-coming edict turned becoming into being, raw and urgent and acute. The slow, easy plunge into her anal depths transfigured into a sacramental merging of heart, psyche, soul, cock and asshole.

We fucked that way for an hour or more, slowly, deeply, even after the room turned dark.

“Hold me, Thomas” Emily finally said, and we both knew it was time to stop. We disentangled, then snugged together, my arm cradling her belly. Drifting toward sleep we rocked in the quiet pleasure and glow of each other till at last, in a quiet voice she said almost giggling,

“You know, I feel like I’ve been coming for hours and hours.”

And pulling her tighter against me, with my hand against her lower belly, I knew just what she meant.

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Time after time, I’m reminded why I’m constantly single. Or maybe just why I stay single. For me it’s a struggle between giving someone too much of myself and not giving enough. It’s striking the perfect balance. It always seems to end the same way, too. Seeing the man I was giving too much of myself to pawing at another woman like he never even knew me. There was never an explanation, there was never a reason. There was never anything of substance except the pain that radiated through my chest every single time.

My friends liked to call me the hopeless romantic. I never just let my feelings show. I hid them until they boiled over the top with their intensity. That’s how it happened with Nate. I let everything build up until it was too much for him to handle and he just…vanished. His hands were now resting on the hips of a short blonde girl. And he wasn’t touching her the way he did me. He was tender with her, loving. There was no edge of possession in his eyes, just contentment. So everything he had ever said to me was a complete lie. All the promises he made and all the sweet nothings he whispered in my ear. They were lies. And the only thing I could feel was the stabbing sense of betrayal in my heart and the lingering bruise around my neck. All good things come to an end, right?

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Nate

She was looking at me like her world had just ended and all I could focus on was the handprint I left across her neck a couple nights ago. I could have killed her. That revelation had hit me like a ton of bricks. I had never gone that far with anyone. I had never actually played part to my fantasies until Brooke walked into my life. She had been so pliant, so willing. It was hard to resist her. But I had almost killed her. So, she was looking at me like I had just ended her world, but all I could focus on was that. I could only focus on how, if she hadn’t passed out, I probably would have crushed her trachea in the heat of the moment. As much as her world ended, mine had been shattered.

Brooke wouldn’t take another step towards me. Her eyes were shining with tears that went unshed. Or maybe she had cried but she was just trying to keep it together around me. I had my girlfriend next to me- someone Brooke hadn’t known about. It probably looked like I kadıköy escort recovered quickly, but Allie had been in my life for years now. I hadn’t been the most eligible bachelor when I brought Brooke into my life. I was magnetically attracted to her. It was a dangerous attraction that would end badly no matter what I did. I squeezed Allie’s hips and urged her to walk on. There was no reason to linger here.

“Nate, who is she?” Allie looked up at me with big blue eyes.

“Just a coworker.” I replied.

“She was looking at you like you broke her,” Allie laughed a little. I just squeezed her a little tighter.

“That’s ridiculous. I barely know her.” The weight of the lie on my tongue was heavier than I expected it to be. It was like someone had just put an anvil on my chest and expected me to move on with my life as if I wasn’t getting crushed.

The look on Allie’s face let me know that she knew better, but she was going to drop it. But I couldn’t explain to my girlfriend that the woman who had been staring at us moments ago was the woman who stole my heart. That she had seen more of me than Allie. That I was avoiding her because I had almost choked her to death. I took a deep breath and hoped that she didn’t notice my mood. All good things come to an end, right?

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Brooke

Rum was my poison. Any kind at any time pretty much anywhere. I was on my fifth rum and coke when I decided I needed something stronger. And by my seventh I could barely move up off the couch because the margarita in my other hand wasn’t agreeing with me. Drinking was my bad habit. Every time something bad happened to me, I had a drink in my hand. My heart was shattered? No problem that a little alcohol couldn’t solve. My lover shows up at work with a longtime girlfriend? Nothing that a bottle couldn’t solve. And I mean it. A whole damn bottle.

All the alcohol really did was intensify my sadness, but it allowed me to actually feel it. It broke through my barriers and made me feel what I was blocking out. I was ugly crying. My face was red and blotchy and my nose was running. I was making futile gasps for air and crying to songs by The Fray. Images of Nate ran üsküdar escort through my head and all I could do was let them flood my brain. They washed over me and threatened to break me from my core. Nate would be the death of me, wouldn’t he?

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Nate

Screwing Allie didn’t hold half the satisfaction as fucking Brooke. It was too vanilla. Too much emotion was involved. So now per the regular routine, I laced my fingers into Allie’s and raised her arms above her head. Allie moaned softly at the move. I was doing everything I could to keep my hard-on.

She squeezed my hands and started pushing up against me. I leaned down and nibbled on her earlobes and trailed down to her neck. All I could think about at this point was how I’d have Brooke tied up to my be, her ass pushed out, with my hands on her hips, probably drawing a little blood because I was holding her a little too tight. Those luscious breasts would be bouncing up and down as she moaned my name. The thought made my dick twitch.

Allie released my hands and moved them to rest on my hips. The move was another vanilla classic. I removed myself from her and allowed her to get on top. She moved in slow, gentle circles. I could feel my cock starting to lose interest. Allie leaned forward and kissed me gently. I obliged, but I needed more. I needed the raw passion that fucking Brooke gave me. It took all of a minute of her on top for me to go soft. I moaned in frustration and pushed her off me.

“Nate, honey, what’s wrong?” She asked. She was obviously upset but I didn’t care.

“You know what’s wrong. Why does everything have to be about you all the time?” I felt almost instant regret at the words but they were true.

“Nate you know I can’t…”

“Then why do you trap me in this? You know I’m not happy. Why are you so fucking selfish?”

I bent over and picked up my boxers. I quickly put them on and stomped out of the room. I didn’t want to hear her reply. I truly didn’t care what she had to say.

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Brooke

The bottle is gone. The damn bottle is gone. I giggled as I examined it. My face is hot, the bottle is gone, and I don’t have anything else. The irony. I have nothing. Two months tuzla escort ago I had everything. My hand went to my neck. I was so painfully aware that the night this happened had broke us up. Oh, wait. It was the fiancée on the side. It had everything to do with Nate being a whore.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks again. This ball of uncontrolled emotion was my fault. I drank the bottle. I had let a man get under my skin. I gave him the power over me; I had let him own me. I let him touch me and he had made me feel more vulnerable than anyone else ever had. I sighed. A bubble of laughter came up in between my sobs. I was horny. Nate could get me going even though he wasn’t here.

Right now I was wearing his favorite lingerie. It was a sheer black teddy with matching garters. The fabric was rough against my skin, but it got him going on sight. I slid my hand down the fabric. I stopped just before I hit my cunt. I trailed my hands back up my body and grasped my tits. Slowly, I pulled back the fabric and let my boobs spill out. I rolled one of my nipples between my fingers. A moan slid out between my lips. I felt myself soaking through the teddy.

Visions of Nate’s hands around my throat quickened my pulse, made my body crave him. I slid one of my hands down my body and pushed the thin lace fabric of the teddy aside. I drug my finger from my clit down all the while thinking of how Nate filled me up. About how he would probably make me beg for him before he touched me.

“Fuck,” My voice was a whisper. The pleasure was washing over me.

I spread my pussy lips and imagined Nate between my legs, his teeth locked around my clit. His tongue exploring my pussy. His deep brown eyes staring into mine as his fingers thrust in and out of me. Him sucking on me like his life depended on it. How his other hand would be grasping my hip, forcing me to stay still. I would be bucking up against him, shouting his name for everyone to hear.

I unsnapped the teddy and let my hand roam freely. Slowly I inserted a couple of fingers inside me. I pressed my thumb firmly against my clit and moved my fingers in and out. My back arched with the pleasure. Oh how I wanted him. I wanted my nipples in his mouth, marks from his belt evenly placed on my stomach. I wanted to be in pain for him. I wanted him on top of me, inside me, I wanted him to be an extension of me. I quickened the pace and my orgasm built slowly. I rubbed my clit furiously, letting the pleasure mount until it washed over me wave after wave. I grunted his name as the final waves of pleasure crashed over me. Nothing would ever feel like Nate again, would it?

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A Moist Canvas

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I poured a glass of chardonnay, Gabriel Yard played softly from somewhere in the house, the wood floor beneath my feet is cold, glancing at the clock , I still have plenty of time. I walked to the bathroom, reaching over I start to fill the old claw foot tub, lighting several white pillar candles, I placed them around the tub, adding a few drops of rosemary oil to the water. Letting the short white silk robe fall to the floor, I flicked off the lights, letting the candles light my way.

Slowly stepping in to the warm water with anticipation, dunking down – soaking my long hair, smoothing it away from my face, closing my eyes and resting my head back against the cool porcelain. A lazy smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I let a wet finger trace the outline of my lips – following again with the tip of my tongue. Caressing my neck – sliding my hand over my right breast, my nipples hardening beneath my touch, straining. Moaning softly, both hands cascading down my flat belly, praising the long hours of dedicated work outs the last several months. Over my thighs, gently gripping between them – massaging – feeling the tense knots soften and relax. My hand rests between my legs, my finger teasing the outline of my lips, throbbing inside.

An intense ache beginning to build up. A fire smoldering. Trickling throughout my body. Tingling. Quivering. A heat crashing down to the pit of my stomach. istanbul escort Gently trailing a finger over my swollen clit. “Ohhhh…” biting down on my bottom lip. I tremble from somewhere lost in side. From partially opened eyes I watch my breasts peaking out from under the water, cutting the surface. Begging to be sucked on, teased. Tortured. Hands slick from the bath oil I grasp both breasts, rising slightly out of the warm silky water, back arched. With a flip of my head I toss my long hair behind me – drips of water pour onto the cool floor. Resting my head back, holding a tit in each hand, pinching my perky nipples, enjoying the fullness. Hands expertly circling each one, savoring the firm roundness. Reaching for my abandoned glass of wine, taking a sip and then another.

Rolling the chilled wine throughout my mouth. Dining on hints of oak & butter that lingers. I let my hand return to my clitoris, amazed at the size it has swollen to. Sliding a finger inside my lips. So wet. Even in the warmth of the bath I can feel how hot my juices have become. Letting my legs rest against the sides of the tub, I toy with this heated spot. My body begging for its release. I prop one foot up on the edge of the tub. Plunging one finger inside and then two. My thumb making small calculated circles of my swollen nubbin.

From somewhere avcılar escort in the house, past the music, past the sound of water gently rocking and splashing against the tub, and my own muffled moans I hear something. A slight noises. Something in the air. As I inhale I catch the distinct smell if something raw. Something salty even. Something very male. Eyes fluttering open, the candle light flickering around the room casting shadows about. Steam paints over the wall tiles and mirrors, covering its canvas in a moist blanket of dew. And I see you. Your body rigid, leaning against the door. Your shirt lays at a puddle next to your bare feet. You still have your jeans on from work, the top button is undone. My eyes skim over your stomach. From here I can see the rise and fall of your chest as your breath quickens and then becomes shallow.

Licking my lips, my eyes move even higher now past your firm jaw, your wet lips, settling on your dark eyes. The dancing candle light in them. A smile plays on your lips, I return it. Running the tip of my tongue over my teeth, deeply inhaling your presence in the room. Breathing you. Taking your scent inside. I watch as your hand presses firmly down on the growing bulge in your jeans. Watching as it press even more against the worn material. I rise out of the tub, standing before you, beads of water rolling down my skin. şirinevler escort I press my self against your chest, your skin is so hot. Leaning in, licking your lips, nibbling at your bottom lip.

Wrapping my arms around your neck, snaking a damp leg around your hips. With your hands on my waist you raise me up, wrapping my legs around your hips, my hands tangled in your hair. You slam us against them tile wall, taking the brunt of the force with your forearm. You cup my ass in your hands, your head bending down to take my mouth. Nipping. A wicked grin on your face shows through your actions. Softly your tongue enters my mouth, dancing with mine. Tasting the wine. I wiggle in your embrace, pressing down on your cock..

“damn you …” you whisper.

I slide out of your arms, down your body, enjoying each hard contact I make on my descendent. Giggling , I unbutton you jeans, stripping down your legs, pulling your jockeys down. Your cock bounces free. Taking you in my hand, licking the tip. Sucking, just the tip. Pulling away, I taking your hand, leading you down the hall & to the front door.

Opening it just a little, looking out into the darkness. Turning back to you , you smile at me with amusement, raising your eyebrows in curiosity. Grabbing your hand firmly I pull you out side into the night, close to me. Walking down to the lake and into the water. Locking my legs around your waist I let my upper body float in the water, my hair trailing behind me, a throaty laugh escapes my lips. From under the water I find you , pressing the head of your cock inside my lips, my heels pressing into your ass, pulling you deep inside. I hear your quick intake of breath and your voice calling out my name.

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A Letter from Your Pillow Princess

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I sit here in front of the screen, just thinking of what you said last night as you walked out the door. “Are you sure about tomorrow morning?” you asked me. “I am if you are,” was my reply. I don’t know if it is going to happen or not. I sure hope so. I get tired of the feeling that I am not giving enough back to a male lover. With you it is totally different. You want nothing in return except my orgasm. Not the little ones either. You will do whatever it takes to get me there and no returns required.

You were plain about this in the beginning. “All I want from you is to be able to make you cum,” you said. “Whatever it takes, that is all I want,” I was told. I asked you if you wanted a “pillow princess,” and then laughed when I had to explain what that meant to you. Yet, that is exactly what you wanted, or at least that is what you said to me.

You are one of those men that neither require nor request that I do things for you. You like it when I just lay back and enjoy what you are doing halkalı escort to me. I have a hard time believing that any woman would say no to you, especially once you have put your hands on her. Your touch, so gentle, but yet firm. Hard for me to believe that you can do to me what you do.

You kiss me like no one that I know. I can literally feel my body heating up as your tongue chases mine in a kiss that is only a preview of what is to come. Knowing that eventually you are going to be between my legs with that same tongue chasing around my clit with the same intensity is enough to get me wet. To feel your hands, moving firmly but at the same time with gentleness on my body sets me on fire. To know that you won’t be denied is a great thing to my brain.

There have been times when things are a little different but not often. You allow me access to any part of you I want. The sex is not all there is between us. If taksim escort I get to the point that I just need to be held and comforted you are there. You read me like a book. I have no hidden pages from you. You like sometimes nothing more than good, honest, intelligent, heated, conversation, and not always about sex either. We talk about a lot of things, so that you have different opinions on things to pass on to others.

To me, you are a light in the dark. It isn’t just about the way that you touch me, or seem to know what is exactly the right thing to say at the right time to drive me over the edge. I have orgasms with you that I can’t with anyone else. I am not afraid to completely let go with you. Part of that is me, but a larger part is the way that you treat me. Open and honestly, I like that. No lies or false pretenses. We are just what, and who, we are with each other.

To know when you are cumming is a great thing to me. To know that I did something şişli escort to cause it is even better. That is what you said to me. So for you I give this part of me that not too many have seen. The hands twisted in the sheets, head thrown back, eyes closed, with a moan that is unmistakably the sound of a woman in orgasm is what I give to you. The power to do what you do best for me. I only hope that I am returning the favor.

I jump as I am jolted out of my zoned out thinking phase. I answer the phone to hear this really happy voice on the end say to me. “What are you doing up so early?” I smile that smile that only you get to see. It means that you do mean something to me. Is it love? No, not at the moment, lust maybe, but not actually love. I know that I can live without you. I also know that you make my life a little nicer. I can literally see the twinkle in them blue eyes that light up like sparklers.

“Just sitting here thinking about you is all,” is my reply. Which is actually the truth. I was thinking of you. Thinking of the smile that you get on your face when you look up at me from between my legs. Thinking of how good you are for me. How hard you try to please, from breakfast in bed on Sunday mornings to the sex that you do so well. You laugh into the phone, and I hear you say, “So we still on for this morning?”

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A Guy like that Doesn’t Deserve You

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I first saw her out on a morning run in my neighborhood. She had tight black fitness pants and a sports bra on, her ample breasts pressed flat and her tight ass flexing as she ran by. I remember blonde hair done up in a high ponytail, her hips moving like a wild animal, and big luxurious lips. I also remember thinking to myself, it just occurring to me.

I’m going to fuck that girl

Then I didn’t see her for a month, until one day I was passing by a row of nice houses on my way to the bus when I saw her through one of the living room windows. She had on white silk panties with blue lace trim and a matching bra that was translucent enough for me to make out the puffy pink nipples on her breasts. She was dusting the pictures in the hallway, but then she turned and went through a door without seeing me. I sat on her stoop for five minutes trying to think of something to say if I rang the doorbell, and I was just about to give up when she came out of the house. I jumped up, startled, and gaped at her. Now she had on a blue dress that went down to her mid-thigh, exposing her slender legs.

“Do I know you?” she said.

“No,” I said. “I’m sorry to bother you, I just moved to the neighborhood and wanted to introduce myself. I’m Adam.”

“I’m Emma,” she said. kartal escort “I’m just really bored I was going to go down to the corner for a cup of coffee, but if you want to come inside I’ll make us a cup instead. Only if you promise to talk to me for a while.”

I don’t normally drink coffee, but of course I said yes. It turned out she was recently married and also new to the neighborhood. She said her husband was very sweet and romantic while they were courting but since they’d been married last May he’d become possessive and controlling. He worked all the time and frequently went on business trips without her but he didn’t allow her to get a job. For months she had done nothing but clean, cook, run and do yoga, and surf the internet, and she was clearly desperate for company. I sat there, sipping my coffee very slowly, trying to think how to turn the conversation towards something more fruitful, but she just kept carrying all the weight of talking and I couldn’t think of anything to say. Eventually I asked her where the bathroom was and she pointed me down the hall. When I came out of the bathroom she was standing outside the door. She was about to say something but I said something first.

“A guy like that doesn’t deserve bostancı escort you,” I said, and I pressed my lips to hers.

She held the kiss for a moment, then backed away, and for a minute looked at me strangely. Then, she kissed me back, pushing me by the shoulders backwards into the bedroom and onto the bed. She took her dress off over her head and unclasped her bra. Her big, round, sanguine breasts bounced out of the cups and my cock stiffened at the sight of her nipples as she slipped her panties off her legs to reveal her glistening wet cunt. I took my shirt off, unclasped my belt, and let my pants fall to the floor before she got down on her knees and slid my whole stiff cock down her warm throat, pressing her soft breasts against my thighs. She let my cock slide out of her mouth, stopping and holding the tip in her juicy lips, and then looked at me and, laughing a little, licked from my balls all along the shaft in long, slow strokes, before again thrusting her head down and taking all of me in her mouth, and humming softly with pleasure.

Then she crawled up onto me, smushing her breasts against my stomach, chest, dragging them up my face, pausing to let me suck on her beautiful nipples until they grew erect. maltepe escort Then she set her cunt against my mouth and I licked her, first softly, tonguing her labia, then taking long, wide strokes with my whole tongue from bottom to top, and gradually increasing the pressure until she began to shudder softly. Then I searched with the tip of my tongue for her clitoris, flicking it delicately over and over, reaching up with my hands to knead her breasts and tug on her nipples as she squirmed and moaned, and then, in a dozen strong convulsions, came.

I got out from under her and she collapsed on her stomach on the bed, cheeks flushed. I was so turned on I could barely contain myself. I spread her legs and got on top of her, pushing my cock between the wet lips of her cunt and inside her. Her taut round ass rolled on my pelvic bone as I thrust inside her, working my cock deeper and deeper. I gathered her hair in one hand, pulling it to one side so I could see her flushed cheek and panting mouth. She looked up at me and smiled. With my other hand I smacked her luscious ass cheeks until they were rosy and glowing as I rammed my cock deep inside her warm, tight cunt again and again. Finally I could hold out no longer and I let the contractions come, pushing my semen deep inside her cunt as I pressed myself up against her ass and her back, my lips to her ear, biting her earlobe softly as the last orgasmic contractions clenched my cock and I was filled with deep, warm satisfaction as I lay there, holding her, and my come began to leak slowly from her cunt, drip down her thighs, and pool on the bed.

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A Few Hours Together

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It happened quite by accident.

Had events not occurred in the exact order that they had, neither would have ended up here.

Here was a small discrete road-side motel. On the edge of town. It belonged to another time, almost forgotten in the rush of traffic back and forth on the busy highway.

They had driven separately, arrived almost within seconds of each other. He had been there first, as arranged, and had paid cash for the room; he received a knowing smile from the clerk, but that smile had been met with a look that the clerk felt rather than saw.

He had texted

5, she had gotten the message and had parked on the other side of the building.

Her hands shook as she pressed the button to lock her car. She had never done anything like this before. At one level of her mind, she knew it was wrong, remembering back to her days in Church, it was a sin. At another level of her mind, the one that controlled her legs, she kept walking. She knew that he would be waiting.

Knocking on the door, then trying the knob, it was open.

Open, only for a second as she slipped into the room and locked then latched the door.

He met her at the door, she had been able to think of nothing else all day, except this particular moment, and maybe a few moments that she hoped would follow this. All day long, the clock seemed to take hours to move the minute hand, but now she was here as was he.

Their lips met and the feeling was electric, she had been kissed many times in her life, but she could not remember feeling the electricity that she felt at this moment. His lips opened and his tongue moved in concert with hers, the passion from his kiss making her knees wobble, maybe it was the anticipation, maybe it was the danger, but mostly it was the kiss.

She felt his hands working, first holding her tight, the feeling of being pressed hard together. Hands roaming her body, first on her back, then around her ass, his strong hands gripping each of her cheeks, one hand moving around to her front and feeling of his hand against her pussy, of a finger lingering on the wetness of her through the material of her slacks.

The rush of electricity as his finger molded perfectly into the cleft in her pants. The feeling of his other hand moving up and feeling her breasts, and the feeling of her nipples hardening.

All these sensations were felt, not seen by her; her eyes had been closed since their first kiss. More feelings followed, her buttons coming undone, the blouse being pulled from her shoulders and then the sleeves rubbing along her arms and the quiet sound of it falling to the ground.

The feeling of him cupping each breast and the release of the clasp holding them in place. The delicious release of the constricting black lace material coming loose from each of her boobs followed by the touch of his lips on the closest one, his tongue moving over her areola and nipple, sucking and pulling. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the warmth and moisture between esenyurt escort her legs intensified.

He shifted to the second breast as his fingers found the button on her pants, she willed him to move faster, there was nothing in the world she wanted more than to have him rip her clothes from her body and to ravish her, here, now!

The wetness between her legs had soaked through her panties and the intoxicating scent of her sex filled his senses as he knelt before her and pulled her slacks from her hips. Hooking his thumbs around the waist band of her silky black panties he deftly removed her panties and slacks at the same time.

She steadied herself by holding his shoulders and stepped from the last remaining clothes she wore, not recalling when she had slipped her shoes off.

She inhaled sharply as his tongue made contact with her pussy. The tip of it, moving with a mind of its own, in and around her opening folds. His entire face flush with her body, the pressure of his face and the motion of his tongue, making her senses come alive with pleasure.

A new intense pleasure was joining the others, his free hands were once again gripping and massaging her ass. The combination of his firm strength and the light touch of his finger tips awakened her memories of experimentation and exploration of her sexuality.

A finger traced from the bottom of her pussy to the beginning of where her cheeks began. Slowly back and forth, all the while his tongue and lips worked magic on her pussy. Finding and moving over her rosebud, his finger tip felt like a tongue rimming her ass.

The passion and emotion of the moment and his attention to her pleasures rose up and engulfed her in a feeling that she had almost forgotten was possible. Her orgasm seemed to have begun in farthest parts of her body, building as it flowed up her limbs and then exploded as it reached her center.

Her body shook and tensed as the waves rolled over her and she almost collapsed on top of him, but he was there. Holding her in his strong hands, he straightened, and lifted her off the ground and placed her onto the bed. It was only then she remembered he was still fully dressed.

Standing back from the bed, he never broke eye contact and his smile never waivered. He unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. He was strong, he had a broad chest in a toned way and powerful arms. Undoing his dress pants, he let gravity do the work, they dropped from his narrow hips and tight butt, revealing two strong legs, that he didn’t wear any underwear, and that just like his flat chest, his lower body was completely shaved as well.

Her eyes broke his gaze and fell to his smooth cock, it wasn’t huge, but it was thick and looked delicious. She climbed to her knees as he knelt on the bed, their lips met and their tongues were next. Her hands pressed against his chest and she felt the muscles moving and he rolled them together onto his back.

His legs spread apart and she moved against him, avrupa yakası escort feeling his hard cock on her lower body, she was lost in his arms and their mouths seemed to belong to one person.

His hands found her boobs and with his forefinger and thumb on each breast, he pulled and pinched with a gentle power that made her heart race.

She pulled away from him for a moment and knelt beside him, brushing her hair back on one side she leaned down and took his cock in hand and then brought her mouth to the tip. Reaching out with her tongue, she ran it over the top of him.

She hadn’t tasted a new cock in a very long time, feeling the warmth and hardness of this one she took more of it into her mouth. Her tongue lingered on the top and then she licked and sucked on the wide shaft.

She felt him lifting her up and repositioned her pussy directly over his month. Now in a classic “69” position, she licked and sucked his smooth cock and balls, while he licked and sucked on her neatly trimmed pussy. She found another source of pleasure again as he played with her ass, fingers lightly stroking every inch of her checks and the spaces in between.

She could feel another, but smaller orgasm building inside her, the steady but oh so delicious actions of his tongue and fingers threatened to push her over the edge again, as she was trying to prolong the feeling, she felt his balls tighten slights and he groaned a little as she felt his hot cum flooding her mouth.

Some went straight down her throat, some stayed in her mouth, and some dribbled on her lips. He only preceded her own orgasm by a few seconds and she squirted into his face and mouth. Shifting around, she moved up his body and kissed him.

Her open mouth shared his cum with him, and he shared with her. He never hesitated, kissing every inch of her face while she did the same. This is something her husband would never have done in a million years, in fact none of the things that had happened in this room so far were things her husband would have never considered.

She tucked her head onto his shoulder as she laid on top of him, both shamelessly naked on top of the comforter. She looked into his eyes and looked deep into the blueness and then put her head back down and closed her eyes.

After what seemed like forever, but what was really less than 20 minutes, she could feel his hardness again, she needed that inside her.

Sitting on top of his chest, she looked at him and smiled, other than the feelings and sounds of their sex, neither had said a word, none was needed, nor was it now.

Lifting herself up, she reached beneath her, taking his cock she eased down on top of him. She felt the wide tip press briefly against her, and then felt herself opening to him. Savoring each inch of him penetrating her, she pushed down until she could feel their skin come together.

With her hands supporting her she was in control, and anadolu yakası escort she used her hips and legs to the maximum effect. Thrusting herself up and down, all the while the friction between them did its job. His cock filled her pussy as she slammed down and then back up on top of him. Nothing else existed at this moment in time except the two of them. The intensity of her thrusts was met equally by his and both felt the approach of orgasms.

She was first, her hips clenching together in a long drawn out moan, the extreme sensitivity that followed her orgasm is what pushed him a few seconds later to fill her pussy with cum. She felt the hot liquid deep inside her and then felt it flooding out of her as he pulled out.

They kissed and kissed, and she knew they weren’t finished. She reached over to her purse and took out a small tube, that she had hoped that they would use today. Handing it to him, he unsnapped the lid while she positioned herself on all fours at the edge of the mattress.

She felt the cold liquid run between her cheeks as he liberally rubbed it into her ass.

She had never done this before, she had wanted it, she had read about it, she had told him about it, but she never expected it to actually happen.

She rested her head in her hands and with her ass still high in the air, she felt his tongue on her ass.

Just like before on her pussy, the tip of his tongue was magic.

His face buried between her cheeks, his tongue madly circling and rimming her ass, mixing his saliva with the lube, then penetrating her asshole.

The feeling made her moan loudly.

The naughty, taboo, pleasure was everything she had hoped.

Revelling in the pleasure she moved her ass around, finding all of the best ways to make it feel awesome.

When he stopped, she almost screamed in anger, that frustration was short-lived as his tongue was replaced by his fingers. One at first, stretching her and pushing through, knuckle by knuckle. Before long a second finger joined the first.

Reaching back with one hand, she ran her own fingers around and into her pussy. Her lips were red and puffy from all of the attention.

She knew it was coming and she inhaled when she felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to her ass.

She could feel her asshole stretching as he pushed deeper, the lube and saliva doing its job. As inch after inch pushed into her. She could never remember a feeling as intense.

She felt as if she might split in two, but oh the feeling, what a feeling.

She felt his balls against her ass and then he eased out and thrust back in again.

With her own fingers deep in her pussy and his cock pounding her ass, the remarkable feelings combined to make her scream out loud. Her reaction and the tightness of her ass had them both come at the same moment.

Utterly spent, she collapsed onto the bed and he beside her.

They held each other as their breathing returned to normal.

Sweaty, covered in cum, but very satisfied, in after a few minutes she led him into the shower.

They kissed and washed each other and kissed again.

Dressing they made plans to do this again as soon as they could.

Kissing at the door, they parted, her to return to her work and her regular life; and him, to do the same until they could be together again.

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A Most Exciting Experance

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I don’t fall in love; it wastes too much time and money. Instead I prefer to just fuck around and have fun. However if I did ever fall in love, I think I know whom it would be with. My kid sister has been dating her best friend for almost 3 years now. They’ve been sleeping together ever since their first date, and I can hear everything they do from my room. Usually I just go out for some fun of my own but sometimes I stay in and listen, not on pulpous I just don’t have anybody else to do. After a while I started to feel a little jealous of Sarah, she was in love, and I was beginning to wonder what that felt like. So for a few months I started thinking, who have I loved, if anybody? I finally realized that out of all the guys I’ve slept with, I never “loved” any of them. So than I started thinking Is there anybody that I might love? That’s when I thought of Calvin, I’ve known him as long as Sarah has, also it was very apparent that Sarah loved fucking him. She always said he was the most considerate lover she has ever had; by the way he is only her 3rd.

So I decided I would seduce him and find out. I waited until his birthday, if I could love, I could wait a few more weeks to find out. I knew that he liked being submissive in bed, and that he liked to have his ass hole played with. Sarah, Calvin and I had always been open with each other, and talked about sex a lot. Well I did it, and it worked, Calvin fell in love with me, I don’t know if I love him too, but my feelings for him are stronger than they ever were for anybody else. We kept it a secret form my sister for 6 months. We were going to wait another couple of months to tell her but she found out on her own.

It was a Friday, and as usual my parents were gone for the weekend. Sarah told Calvin and me that she was going to have a sleepover at one of her girlfriend’s house. Calvin and I decided to use this opportunity to have a fuck fest all night long. We started at 10:00 p.m. and by 1:00 decided to take a small break, only an hour. Than at 2:00 we started back again.

We where in the living room, as it had the most floor space of any room in the house. I had just started playing with Calvin’s dick, getting it hard. I liked to start by playing with the tip, and then lick istanbul escort it up and down the shaft. He was moaning already, but then I heard him gasp.

“SARAH?!?!” I looked up and there she was, my kid sister was standing there with the door wide open. The funny thing is that she didn’t look surprised, almost like she expected to see us doing this.

“Look, sweetie, I can explain…” Calvin started, but Sarah quickly cut him off.

“My, my, what have we here? You 2 weren’t doing anything you shouldn’t be doing where you?”

“Sarah, look, its not what you think.” Calvin was still trying to explain.

“Calvin be quite. Eric what’s going on?” There was a tone in her voice that sounded almost like she was just asking because it was expected of her to ask.

She than told us both to sit on the couch, and had me tell her everything. So I told her how I seduced Calvin, and forced him not to tell her. I made it sound like Calvin was completely innocent. Even said once that he didn’t want to do it, that I was blackmailing him. The whole time she just sat there listening to everything. Calvin and I were still naked, and he was actually trying to hide his body, looking so ashamed and scared. After I was done, she asked Calvin if that was true. He explained how most of it was, but that it was actually his idea to do it the second time. He explained that he loved it, and me, also saying, “Sarah, I love you too, with all my heart.” every 3 words or so.

When we got done she stood up and said, “Well don’t let me stop you.” She smiled and winked and walked over to Calvin, as she said this. Calvin looked at her, and she explained, “I’ve known about his for almost 2 months now, honey, and I love you too, more than anybody. And Eric I love you, and I’m just so happy that you 2 love each other as well. And I won’t stand between you 2, as long as you don’t stand between me and Calvin.” She punctuated her speech by kissing Calvin’s cheek, then walked back to her chair.

“Never!” I answered.

“Good, but I don’t’ want you two to keep this a secret form me anymore ok? And I want to watch you two.” She smiled and Calvin looked so happy. He jumped up and rushed avcılar escort over to her, his dick still hard, and bouncing with every steep. He kissed her, but she pushed him away. “Not me, sweetheart, him.” She pointed a finger at me, than sat back down.

Calvin said simply “Yes ma’am.” And kneeled down in front of me.

“Pretend I’m not even here.” Sarah told us.

Calvin leaned in close. Both of his hands on my neck, pulling me to him. I was slightly shocked at his forcefulness. But once his lips touched mine, I forgot all about that. I opened my mouth and extended my tongue and rubbed his tongue with mine. I bet Calvin’s lower lip, slightly and then leaned back and gently pushed him downward.

I spread my legs, and Calvin took hold of my dick, and started stroking. Than he lowered his head, and opened his mouth so he could suck me. I placed my hand on the back of his head, and set the pace for his bobbing. He is just so good at blowjobs; I couldn’t believe he had never done it until me. Then I remembered that Sarah had taught him, and looked over. My sister had already removed her pants and shirt; she was just wearing her bra and panties, a deep red, Calvin’s favorite color.

“Well what do you think of your student, sis?”

“He looks to be doing a fine job.” She giggled.

“You have no idea.” Then I noticed that her hand was under her panties, and I laughed inside. Haha, My sister is playing with herself, while her boyfriend sucks my dick. Haha.

I pushed Calvin out of my lap. I laid down, and told him that we were going to do something new. I told him to get a condom and put it on me. I knew that he had to walk right up next to Sarah to get it, and wanted to see what he would do. He walked up and stood next to her for a second. Then Sarah gave him a ‘come hither’ look, so Calvin leaned down and kissed her. It didn’t last long, and he was back with the condom. He sat down next to me, and stroked my cock to get it firm, then rolled the condom on.

“Now you’re going to do all the work. I want you to face your girlfriend, and sit on me. Impale yourself on my dick.” He just nodded his head and straddled me. He started down, slowly. I was using lubricated condoms, but şirinevler escort he was still worried about it. He looked cute when he was worried, although I couldn’t see his face. I saw Sarah’s though, and her eyes were glued to the point of entry.

Once the head of my dick was in Calvin’s ass, he just dropped. My dick went in as far as it would go. Then he rose up, and then back down, he started bouncing. It felt great, even after 6 months Calvin’s anus was as tight as ever. He started masturbating also. I saw that Sarah had taken her bra off, and was playing with her nipples. He obviously liked seeing Calvin jack-off, cause her nipples were hard and erect.

“You like this don’t you?”

Sarah giggled, “Yes, I do. Calvin you look so sexy with a dick in your ass, and very masculine.” She knew exactly what to say to Calvin.

“Thank you baby.”

“Okay, enough of this. Calvin get on all 4s.” I simply pushed him forward, and his face was inches away form Sarah’s wet panties. I moved behind him and spread his ass cheeks. I thrust my hard cock into his ass hole again. Each thrust pushed him close to Sarah’s cunt; he was loving it, and started playing with him self again.

I kept thrusting for another few minutes. And then Calvin called out. “Sarah, I love you, OH GOD I LOVE YOU BOTH, SARAH…ERIC!!!!” With this Calvin shot his load all over the floor, and it was the biggest load I’d ever seen him shoot.

“OH GOD CALVIN, I LOVE YOU TOO AHHH!!!!!” and Sarah too came, and sprayed Calvin’s face with her juices.

Than I came, I didn’t say much just some grunts, and moans. I didn’t want to ruin the moment for them. I did however pull out and spray my load on Calvin’s back; he always looked sexy sprayed with cum.

As the three of us laid there, Calvin crawled up into the chair with Sarah, and they kissed and held each other.

“Sarah, I love you, I want to be with you forever. Will you marry me?”

“Oh, Calvin, yes, yes I’ll marry you.” I saw Sarah cry as she said this.

Well that’s how my sister found out I was fucking her boyfriend. They got married a year later, I was the best man. I don’t know if I love Calvin, I know I lust him. And I know I care about him. I don’t know maybe that’s as close to love that somebody like me can get. I hope that even though they’re married, Sarah still lets me “play” with Calvin, but I’ll understand if she says no, but I don’t think she’ll mind too much. I’m beginning to miss them. Besides there are plenty of other guys for me to fuck until they get back from their honeymoon.

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He continued staring at me as I gulped down loads of water and smiled at me as I slowly recovered from an intense orgasm.Was breathing in and out recovering from what had just happened as he made me drink water and I still trembling from an intense orgasm and my irregular breathing and it started to drip down from the corners of my mouth and down to my chin and finding its way down between my boobs. The cold water was cooling me down.Just then I blinked my eyes to suggesting him to stop making me drink and kept the bottle away. We stared at each other and took my hand up to wipe the water from my face just then he stopped me from doing so by catching my hand. He looked deep into my eyes and sucked the water from my cleavage and then started moving up to my neck making noises as he came up. He sucked my chin and found his way up to my lips. He pried my lips open and sucked the wind out of me.I slowly resting my hands and elbows on the table top as he came over me as he sucked my lips and my tongue. I laid myself flat on the table now as I wanted to rest as I found something building up again inside me. Breathing still I was amazed by his skill as he was yet to be undressed and I can feel my second orgasm for the day already. My breathing was magnified or rather intensified because of my huge boobies which heaved up and then down in sequence.He couldn’t climb up on the table but bent just to reach the underside of my boobies. He kissed me there and licked my nipples. A huge shockwave traversed inside me and grinned my teeth and pulled his hair and in the very next moment started to pull off his t-shirt from over his head.He wriggled himself out of it and on seeing his muscular back a certain energy or a ball of fire ignited me from inside as I folded my legs and with the help of my knees I pushed Rohit from his grasp over me. I managed to get up from the table top and bakırköy escort grinned again.I pushed him to the wall now and biting his nipples so that he shouts. Both smiling at each other he submitted himself to me.He laid back on the wall and closed his eyes as I snaked myself down on his chest planting small kisses going all the way down on his belly. A cute belly with a little amount of fat and I kissed him there.With my hands now I helped him of his belt and just wrapped it off his waist with ignited eyes and it was apparent how badly I wanted him.His eyes lit up too and he looked at me as I was on my knees my hands placed on his manhood over his pants which was pulsating with every touch.I got up planted a kiss on his chin and his lips for just a minute and a little more and again went down on him. Pried open his hooked pants and wriggled him off his trousers.My eyes lit up seeing his size. I had thought that he was erect below his trousers and when I saw him in his undies it was a sight to behold. His huge bulge just doused out the fire in my confused mind whether to go ahead or not.Seeing his enormous package instead made me, even more, kinkier. I kissed his manhood over his undies and was caressing sometimes his butt from behind sometimes his thighs in front as I breathed down on his thing. Just pulled down the waist strap of his undie a bit and kissed him there just above his pubic hair. He sighed deep and lost control.He shoved his manhood straight in my face smashing into my nose and lips urging me to take him in. His hands came over my head as if he wanted to mouth fuck me. He was not to blame as I was now torturing him with my teasing. Am normally not inclined to oral that much and Rohit is a marvel at that which you might have got already in the first edition of this writing. But that is love, for people whom you love you are ready to go that extra mile.But after his few attempts to mouth fuck me with his undies on I somehow managed to break free from his hold and stood up. I got up and saw Rohit’s grinned teeth as if he wants to take me in then and there. I smiled at his misery erect like a rock piercing his undies. I inched closer to him staring at each other our bodies touched as I pushed him to the wall and laid my body on him. My boobs touched his chest and my nipples were hard. I was crushing them slowly now in his chest and also could feel his erect manhood trying to leave its impression just above my pussy.I could feel it pulsate and hurt my stomach, don’t know what happened at the point of time I just turned a bit kinky and grabbed him by his crotch and squeezed gently. He broke the smooch and grinned his teeth and caught hold of my ass and started squeezing them. It was a fun little game that was going beşiktaş escort on and I squeezed his crotch hard over his undies. He struggled and raised in hands in submission and I smiled and said ‘good boy!’ with a smile.I turned around and walked away from him swaying my ass for him. I was a ramp model in my yester years but am no more in that shape but I do have the mannerisms and skills of walking like a ramp model. I swayed my hips enthralling Rohit in a trance from which he could do hardly anything else but follow me. My naked ass gyrating hips were enough to stop me short of my bedroom as he lay his hand on my shoulder with some force. I turned around to see his state of misery . Only an undie with his manhood bulging and out to the right and you could clearly make out the dimensions of the thing.As I turned around he lowered one of his hands from my shoulder to my boob and the other on my neck to draw me closer for another smooch. We smooched again, we had nothing else to do than submit ourselves to each other following pecks after pecks. He lowered his lip and started kissing my neck from left to right and I put my hands on his head and gripped his hair. He moved his hands from my boobs then onto my back and finally on my bare ass massaging them cuddling them.The amount of addiction that we were displaying that moment is still difficult for me to understand even today as he dipped his thumb on my asshole. I never in my left felt such a sudden pain which got me off at that instant and I pushed him hard off me, lucky for him the couch was behind him and he fell on it. The shock of his thumb inside my ass brought sent a shockwave I had never felt before. I felt awful pushing him as all he was doing was pleasing me and making me feel that extra special. I could see the shock on his face so I immediately went down on him. I bent my body in such a way that my boobs hanged down as I kissed his chin. He played with my boobs and I started going down kissing all the way till I reached his undie. Never have I indulged in oral but Rohit was extra special and looked at him and kissed his erection over his undie.He closed his eyes as I planted kiss after kiss on the entire length of his erection. I could hear him moan and grunt my name in delight. He started growing that extra inch and the kinkiness took over me manifolds as I gave his erection a bit over his undie moistening his undie with my saliva. Started to straighten the erection so that it comes out of the waistband of his undie and his beautiful manhood was now in front of me.I looked up at him as fresh air hit his manhood, he was in a state of ecstasy his hands by his side not forcing me at all to take his thing in my mouth a true gentleman he is. I saw his closed eyes and beylikdüzü escort planted a kiss on his erect rock hard tool. It felt just like flesh a little ting pungent smell but I started loving it. I with my finger tip played with the bright pink head of his manhood and he went berserk shouting my name and I giggled and licked his tip of his tool.It was suddenly tasting beautiful to me and I wanted more so I tugged at his waistband which acted as a signal for him to pick up his waist a bit so I could strip him and the kinkier side of me now stripped Rohit’s undie with my teeth. His manhood touched my face and by now his smell was driving me mad. I helped him of his undie and now he was in the same state as mine. He managed to stare at me but I went back in business.I measured his entire erection with my palms as his addiction was getting me strongly attached to my hormones and my love hole started to moisten. I stared at him and licked his entire manhood from the bottom to the top and kissed the tip of his manhood. Did this to him a couple of times and he started to ravage himself from inside. I sucked his manhood head very slowly which was driving him mad. I had taken control now it seemed. What got into me I don’t know I started to deep throat him which I never thought I would ever do and gagged myself into a fix.I broke the lock on his manhood and started coughing badly. I left him then and started to find water, my eyes were filled with tears because I choked. Rohit immediately from a state of ecstasy became concerned that is what is magical about him. He cares for me for women I believe. He went for the bottle at the table and made me drink slowly helping me regain my breath. He made me lie on the couch and came over me kissing me on my lips and slowly that transformed into a wild smooch as our tongues embraced into a fight that they love so much now.I felt his manhood rubbing me as his hip movements were dry humping me. I gave in .. I did it ..I stretched my legs wide across his hips giving him the green signal that now is the time and boy did he oblige. As he pushed his manhood inside me every memory of mine was wiped out. Like a knife melting thru hot butter … The pleasure was unexplainable the pain was unbearable .. Waited so many years for this feeling and finally it was there. My eyes closed my stranglehold on his tongue broke as every second passed by I started submitting myself to him. Simply serene a feeling of fulfillment a feeling of accomplishment of having your man with you. That is what Rohit gave me.I will stop here this time leaving a lot for you readers to imagine. I faced a few complaints about the length of my writing but that is the way I thought I will write. I want to detail every one moment that transpired that night so that it becomes a vivid memory for years to come. Hope you all enjoyed and I am waiting to hear more from you. Big apologies to whom I couldn’t respond the mailbox has been barging with mails and some are pleasure to read. Have conversed chatted and talked with few of you and enjoyed too. Drop in your thoughts suggestions on how you want me to carry on

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