It was strange, we had spoken so many times on the internet and now we were going to meet for the first time ever. I was so nervous, I didn’t know butterflies in the stomach could feel so bad but so good at the same time. Paying the taxi driver I took my overnight bag out of the boot, walked into the hotel and over to the reception desk, Oz had told me that he would have the room in both our names so all I would have to do is ask for the key at the front and go up.

“Hi, booking for Gothchick,” the woman behind the desk looked up and then back at the computer screen.

“Ah, yes, you’re booked into one of the four poster rooms.” I looked blankly at her as she explained handing me the key and directing me to the room in question.

As I walked to the room my head began spinning with everything I had teased him with and hoped he wouldn’t be disappointed with me, yeah I can act like the bitch but when people look at me it’s a different thing all together.

The door was right in front of me; taking a deep breath I pushed the key into the lock and promptly fell into the room as the door swung open and I looked up to see a mask of terror upon the face of the guy who had kept me moist for months. He put out his hand and I grasped it getting back up to my feet.

Kicking my bag to one side and closing the door in one fluid movement Oz pushed me against the door kissing me hungrily on the lips, face and neck, his hands traced over the lines of my bra inside my baby doll top. Pulling the straps down his kisses followed down my shoulder to the soft tops of my breasts, I could feel myself getting very moist and knew there was nothing to I could do to stop it. My hands grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face back towards my own noticing for the first time that he had no shirt, just a pair of leather jeans and a smile on.

“Hello to you too,” I breathed as I pulled his lips to mine and stroked his tongue with my own.

As our tongues explored each other’s mouths I felt my skirt being pulled up slowly, my pussy started dripping at the anticipation as I felt Oz’s fingers gently part my pussy lips and stroke my clit. My body sizzled with an explosion of orgasm, it was the first time he had ever touched me and it was amazing.

My hands moved down his back and raked around to the front, I could feel his cock trying to fight its way out of their confines, moving swiftly I opened his jeans and pulled his huge cock out stroking it to its full size.

Moving over to the bed Oz gently laid me down I could feel his cock now against my exposed leg as he pulled the straps of my top and bra farther down to reveal my breasts. Suckling on the nipple he moved his body between my legs and I felt his cock press against my soft pussy.

“Oh, yes Oz please,” I breathed as he pushed slowly, the tip teasing my soaking pussy, finally he could take it no longer and pushed hard and fast.

Feeling his cock twitch inside me as my own orgasm started pulsing I screamed out his name and felt as Oz filled my pussy with cum. I had dreamed of Sarıyer Escort this moment for years.

“Oh Lisa,” Oz whispered as he leaned in and kissed me again, my heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to throb right out of my chest. My arms wrapped round his back and raked lines up and down his back.

Sitting up on his knees Oz looked down at me, smiled and began pulling my skirt down my legs revealing my suspender belt and stockings, I was sure I heard a low growl come from him but I didn’t have time to think too much as he lent down and kissed my pussy lips. His tongue flicking in and out lapping up the juices and finding my clit, just the tiniest of touches made my body convulse in waves of sheer pleasure. Oz’s hands reached up and stroked my breasts, feeling the start of a strong orgasm storm across my pussy I arched my back and called out, “Oh Oz, god yes.” As I came hard on his tongue my juices flooding out to his waiting face. Oz sat up; his face glistened with my juices.

“On your knees,” he almost pleaded; I knelt in front of him and felt as he positioned his cock pushing gently again into my pussy. I pushed back hard to take him all in one go; I wanted him in me so bad. Oz’s cock filled my pussy as he pumped it in and out grabbing my hair and gently tugging it so my back arched. Slamming his hard man hood into my pussy Oz pulled my hips to him faster and faster before pulling out and spraying his hot cum up my back. It was time for a shower.

Pulling him off the bed and towards the bathroom I peeled my top off and discarded it on the floor then did the same with my bra. My stockings were rolled off and were thrown across the room, my suspender belt unhooked and dropped to the floor, then I turned to Oz and kneeled in front of him pulling down his leather trousers and taking his semi-hard cock in my mouth, I licked and sucked my juices off until he was hard again. Then getting up and walking into the bathroom I started the shower off and got in letting the warm water flow over my body, I knew Oz would follow and soon I felt him behind me, his cock pressed against my backside he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the nape of my neck, biting gently here and there. I turned round and sunk to me knees and took his hard cock into my mouth again, sucking the length of it in and out of my mouth. I could hear Oz moan as I moved his cock in and out of my mouth, my tongue flicked over the head. I reached up and felt his balls, I massaged them in my hand as I sucked his cock, feeling a twitch I knew he was going to cum again and sucked harder feeling Oz’s hot seed hit the back of my tongue. I swallowed every bit before releasing his cock from my mouth and licking it clean.

Oz helped to wash me down before leading me back to the bed wrapped up in a towel and laid me down. Taking position beside me Oz just stared, gently removing a strand of wet hair from off of my upper chest Oz let his hand trace up my shoulder to my cheek cupping it in his hand he moved in and kissed me softly. New tingles zoomed round Escort Sarıyer my body as Oz lovingly kissed me in the most romantic surroundings I wanted him again, feeling all the tingles reach my pussy and the moistness started again. Oz’s hand slowly caressing down my body and untucked the towel and opened it to reveal my body in all its glory. I pulled hard at the towel to try and cover my body again but Oz hushed me and my feeble protest, looking at my body I could see him getting hard again. I couldn’t understand it myself but my pussy was not going to pass on the opportunity to envelope him again, his touch was more controlled and gentle. Feeling both our hearts beating Oz leaned close to my ear and whispered, “I want to make love to you.”

Not waiting for an answer he pulled his own towel off and leaned in, kissing my lips so softly before tracing my whole face with tiny kisses. Shifting his body so that he lay between my legs Oz drew back looking me in the eyes, his whole face told me that he had been wanting this just as much as I.

I gasped as I felt Oz enter me again; rocking gently my hips met him with every stroke as he placed feather light kisses over my face and shoulders. His cock felt so good rubbing against my g-spot I felt myself rocking my hips faster, Oz felt this. “Oh Oz, I’m gonna cum my darling,” I whispered to him as the first tingles started and travelled through my body followed by a second lot and then a third, My pussy pulsing with every new orgasm. I closed my eyes and lifted my head back as Oz kissed my now exposed throat. “Oz my darling, cum for me.” I wanted to feel him cum so bad.

His strokes became faster and I met every one feeling his cock delve farther into my pussy, as Oz came the pulsing set another rocketing orgasm off in my already quivering pussy. Oz lay upon me his body spent, his cock slowly retreating from inside me, “Oh my darling,” I whispered as he lay his head on my chest I stroked his long hair, I love my men with long hair.

I thought I heard Oz whisper he loved me but I could not be sure.

When I woke up the covers of the bed had been pulled up over our bodies, Oz lay beside me, his arm wrapped protectively around my waist. As I looked at his handsome features and wondered whether it would wake him if I kissed his forehead Oz opened his eyes and looked deep into my soul.

Just a look from him and I was his.

I moved in and kissed hungrily at his lips and traced his jaw with my tongue getting to his neck biting lightly and gently using my body to push him onto his back, this was going to be my time to make him feel like a god. Pushing the covers down the bed exposing both our bodies to the cool air I kissed down to Oz’s cock which was becoming harder with every kiss, I pushed my breasts around his cock and massaged them. I could feel Oz getting more and more excited, his hands reached down and stroked my back flowing down to my ass and under to my pussy. Moving slightly, Oz’s cock sprang up to my waiting mouth which I closed around him. Oz’s cock tasted Sarıyer Escort Bayan so good, his body moving now to fill my mouth with more and more of himself. I pulled my mouth away and swiftly positioned my pussy over his cock, lowering myself and taking his whole length in one go I sat back and started bucking my hips, Oz’s cock stroked my g-spot and I rocked faster as I came again, hating myself a bit for being so quick. Looking down at the most beautiful man I had ever seen I felt his cock pulsing wildly as he grabbed my hips and sped my pace up to cum. “Oh Lisa,” Oz breathed as he came in my pussy again.

Laying back next to Oz, my head on his chest I heard his heart beating hard, what a lovely sound.

The only thing going through my mind was that it was not to last, we both knew that, getting out of the bed I walked over to my bag and opened it taking out fresh clothes. Oz sat up and watched seeing what I was about to do.

“Don’t go yet,” he spoke softly, his face showing his growing heartache I hated this part.

“You know I have to go soon my darling,” I looked down at the soft carpeting under my feet and wished it wasn’t so.

“You never know I may just have to come and see you again soon,” I said trying to alleviate the growing pain inside his wonderful big heart. Getting dressed in silence I felt like the worst bitch in the world, but I knew that this was not to be.

I collected my soiled clothing and packed them into the overnight bag, picking it up I walked over to the side of the bed and lent over to kiss Oz. Suddenly I found myself flipped over and pressed between the bed and Oz.

“Hey, no fair!” I protested as Oz fixed his mouth upon my own, I felt his hands cupping my breasts on top of my t-shirt.

“I having one last fuck and you can’t stop me.” He said tracing his hand down and unbuttoning my jeans, rushing the zip down and sliding his hand into my pants. I started to push against his shoulders, his weight keeping me from moving as his fingers found my pussy lips and parted them stroking my clit. I pushed at him again but found myself melting to his touch as he found the sweet spot on my clit and rubbing it softly. Pulling him closer I felt my hips start bucking with each stroke of his magical fingers. Oz stopped and sat up on the bed, pulling my jeans and knickers down and discarding them off of the side of the bed, my shoes slipping off with them. He focused on my t-shirt pulling it up over my head and sliding it up my out stretched arms stopping at the wrists and using it to bind them together.

“What are you doing?” I looked into his eyes and saw a twinkle.

“Whatever I want this time,” hooking one end to the t-shirt over the head board and securing it in place he moved down to my bra which he unhooked the back and the straps and threw across the room.

“Now you’re my little pet for one fuck so let’s make it a good one. You can’t really think that I was going to let you go without wanting more did you?” I already wanted more but I wasn’t going to let him know that. Looking down at my prone and exposed body I saw Oz lick his lips.

“I think I will start with tasting you again,” he said leaning down the bed and gently pushing my pussy lips apart and flicking his tongue over my clit I knew he was going to be my regular “business trip” from now on.

As always, Valentines Day fell on a cold February night, but that didn’t stop the love in the air. Couples young and old took to the town in the night filling the atmosphere with a lovey dovey air, though for some it wasn’t the same, some couples had to spend the night working but that wouldn’t stop their fun.

Jon and Leanne, both worked in a busy pub in the centre of town, a pub which saw one of the busiest nights of the year, Valentines Day mixed with an international rugby match between Wales and Scotland and both were looking forward to what the other was planning for when they finished work. The night drew on, and finally their shift ended with a quiet drink with the rest of the staff, followed by a usual rendezvous in Café G’s night club Leanne changed from her work cloths, she always liked to dress nice, she wore a nice black short skirt and matching top emphasizing her lovely cleavage.

At the top bar they could be found, drinking and waiting,

“Victoria Gardens?”

Jon looked back at Leanne, “After this drink.”

Leanne stood next to him watching him drinking,

“Go wait for me there; I’ll be along in a few minutes.”

Leanne narrowed her eyes at him and noticed a cheeky smile moving across his face, “go.”

She thought for a second and then left for the Gardens wondering what he was planning, she wasn’t going to argue, this was probably going to be fun. She made her way through town and around the side of the gardens to the hole they often used to get in, this was a regular haunt for them, they would often sneak here after work to make out, enjoying the thrill of trespassing and the possibility that they may one day be caught.

It was a dry night, so she sat on a bench near their favourite tree.

Time passed, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes, she lost track, it seemed like an eternity leaving a now pretty pissed off Leanne sitting on a park bench in the middle of the night.

She heard some rustling in the bushes behind her, she stood up and looked around, a man in a police uniform and hat was approaching her.

“Miss, your trespassing, I’m afraid I’m going to have to take you in.”

Leanne froze; she had never been arrested before. The officer moved closer, he was a small man, with a medium build, her look of fear turned to a sly smile as she had figured out who it was. He got closer revealing more to her, she recognized the shape of his body and the outline of his face in the dark.

“Officer, I’m a good girl, I didn’t mean to break the law, but I guess you’ll have to take me in.” she grinned as he reached for a pair of hand cuffs.

“Miss Silivri Escort step back against the fence please.”

The gardens had been undergoing work for several months now, and metal fencing had been placed to stop people crossing into the work area.

Leanne walked backwards until she reached the fence, it rattled as she walked into it.

“Turn around.”

He pushed her roughly against the fence from behind, “Arms up, spread your legs.”

She could feel the officer rub himself lightly against her,

“I’m going to have to search you” His hands began to work over her familiar form, though not in the way someone should be searched, not like in real life or the movies, he moved his hands adventurously over her form, sliding softly when they came to skin and groping heavily over her clothing. Leanne’s head dropped back slightly as she felt his breath on her neck she could almost feel his lips already on her neck, but he held back. His hands on the other hand found their way up under her skirt, she recognized the familiar feel, the way he touched her, the way he caressed her butt, if there was any doubt at all, now it was gone, these were Jon’s hands on her skin, and his body close to hers.

“Your clean, face me.” He took her arm roughly and turned her to face him, He pressed himself against her as he placed a cuff on her left wrist, and held her between him and the fence as he threaded the chain through near the top and cuffed her right wrist, she was now attached to the fence, unable to move.

“You have the right to remain sexy, anything you say and do can and will be used against you in my imagination, if you give up this right, I will be forced to make love to you until you feel sexy. Anything you would like to add?”

Leanne grinned as she moved herself against him, “well, I don’t know, I’m not feeling too particularly” He began kissing her neck, “mmh, sexy right,” his tongue began to work over the little area where he had given her a love bite in the past, She tried to finish her sentence, “sexy… rig… ht… now.”

Jon’s hands slid up her body, over her stomach and breasts as he licked a trail to her earlobe, Leanne’s breathing began to get heavier as he sucked and licked her ear, his tongue slid over the back taking her ear into his mouth. If she had control of her hands, Leanne would have hugged and kissed him by now, but she couldn’t, all she could do was take his affections, it was like an itch, one of those itches which you cant reach no matter how hard you try, and you need someone else’s help with. Jon moved his lips to hers she took the opportunity to kiss him, Escort Silivri deeply and passionately, their tongues met between their lips and felt each other’s form, she could feel her excitement, she could feel his heat.

Jon’s hands reached back inside her top and opened her bra clasp, then lifted her entire top, exposing her breasts to the night. Jon kissed her again softly and then kissed a trail down her chest and slid his tongue between her breasts. She entwined one of her legs in his as his tongue worked over her nipples, the sensation of cold to warm and then the chill of the night air on her wet nipples made her shudder with delight, Jon’s affections were no where near an end, he sucked and licked her soft pink nipples, and ran his teeth over them, nipping lightly at her flesh. His lips moved back to her neck, too suck and lick some more, as they did she felt a different feeling; his fingers were trailing up inside her skirt, up to her moist underwear. Her itch began to grow, almost desperate, she couldn’t scratch it, a moan escaped her lips instead, she had to do something, but the cuffs stopped her, she ached with desire and lust.

Jon’s fingers rubbed her wetness, they had been there before, and they knew where her buttons were, his finger tips rubbed teasingly, toying with her soft spot and then moving away.

She lashed her tongue out at his ear as he kissed her neck. Jon suddenly pulled away from her and looked her over, she stood there, cuffed to the fence, panting with her hair messed and her cloths hanging off, he smiled at the picture, reaching for a camera.

“No” Leanne struggled with her bonds, desperate to not be photographed looking like that.

Click, the flash beamed and the photo was taken, Jon smiled, “this is good, I’ll treasure this.”

He moved back towards her and knelt down in front of her, “I need to get you out of those cloths.”

He slid his hands under her skirt and took her panties, sliding them slowly to her ankles and off one of her feet, so he could spread her legs. Which he did, quickly placing his fingers into her wet sex, his tongue played with her soft spot while his fingers worked in and out of her hole, he had no idea what she looked like up above right now, he could only imagine the look on her face.

Leanne’s bit her lip, she gasped and moaned at the experience, they had often talked about power games, a fantasy of theirs, and she figured that this was his ‘valentine’s surprise’ that he had talked about. Leanne pressed herself against the railings and her sex into his face as she could feel herself building, Jon’s tongue rubbed relentlessly Silivri Escort Bayan back and for over her favourite spot and his fingers pushed into her soft pink enclosure.

She groaned and her head fell back, as he stopped.

His lips quickly met with hers as he stood back up, she could taste herself on his tongue, they kissed dirtily and passionately, the heat between them could have melted the polar ice caps.

She knew what was coming next, his zip was being opened he was going to make love to her very soon, thoughts crossed her mind, she knew that it still hurt, but she was dieing for him to be inside her, she needed the release.

His trousers fell to the floor; she could feel his hardness against her skin.

“Wait” He stopped and looked at her, “Do you have a condom?”

He reached down to his pocket on the floor and pulled out his walled, reaching inside he revealed a small packet, and took it out, “yes, I do” she couldn’t see, but she could hear the rubber plastic slide down his member.

He lifted her hips to his and held her tightly; she wrapped her legs around his waist and held tightly to the cuffs as he gently slid his member into her soft pussy lips. She yelped lightly as a sensation of pain erupted, she could feel him rubbing her inside, mixing the feeling. He held inside her, waiting for her lips to adjust to his length, he could feel her muscles moving around him, tightening, relaxing, pulling her flesh over his length.

He could feel her beginning to relax against him, and it was a cue to him, he pulled out and then thrust deeply back inside her. Leanne’s head fell back as he moved in rhythm his hips pressing against hers, and then drawing back, feeding himself into her womanhood. He held her tightly and began kissing her neck to the sound of the fence creaking with their movements, his tongue dampened a spot, and then his teeth nipped at her hungrily.

Leanne enjoyed his lust, trapped between him and the fence, unable to go anywhere, she was at his mercy, she enjoyed it, feeling needed, and desired, and boy could she feel his desire, it was like a burning tip, driving inside her, quicker and quicker. His fingers joined in the fun, his thumb rubbing at her sensitive clit driving her further and further.

She began to moan as she climbed closer and closer to climax. Jon was like a relentless animal, ravishing her body, he fucked her hard and fast the fence made enough noise to show the speed of his thrusts, the idea that someone may hear them from outside wasn’t important, all that was important was what was happening now.

Leanne let out a cry or pleasure as she orgasmed against him, her love muscles tightened hard around his member pulling him over the edge, with a large breath he climaxed his warmth erupted inside her, protected by the rubber.

He stopped, held inside her until he went soft. They kissed lovingly.

Hi, I am anil again from new delhi, with new story of mine with a girl named Rani.

She is working my office and she from other city. She lives in there alone and working as Executive in my company. I always stare her boobs, butt when she comes to me to goes away from me.

She is having her birthday on 22 Feb. On that day, She had dressed for the occasion. She was wearing a red saree with a sleeveless blouse that had a halter neck that showed off her shapely arms. Red lipstick, red nailpolish and red bangles on her wrists. She also used perfume looks like she opened a brand new pack of perfume and after dabbing it on the neck, under arms. It had a new fragrance, very feminine and captivating. And also having shawl to keep herself warm from weather.

“She is looking just like the ‘Lady in Red’ as goes the song but there is really no need to dress up so much” . She looks to sexy in her dress and I cock start changing its position in my pants.

That day, our office is having half day. I ask her, Rani, it is your birthday today, Should you accompany me for rest of the day because I want to celebrate her birthday. She first hesitates and then agrees to my proposal. This is my first victory over her. And I have a special plan to seduce her on her birthday.

I ask her, first we go to movie and after that we should go to her house for dinner. If she wants to treat me, for that you have to cook food by your hand and all other arrangement from for my side.

I sent peon of my office to bring two balcony tickets of near by cinema for 03:00 to 06:00 PM show. The name of the film is Jism and it is quite hot to watch. We got tickets easily because due to world cup cinema’s are almost empty.

After leaving from office, we reach at the cinema before half hour and we see there in only 100-200 people are there. People are staring at Rani and may be feel jealous of me, because I accompany her.

Most of the time while we are roaming around cinema I try to touch her hand, buttock and her body. She also not try to stop me. I took her hand in my hand kissed once on her hand.

At 02:45PM we enters the cinema and took our seats in reserved seats. The half is almost empty and the people who are there to watch movie are on front seats. And around us only 10-20 people are seating but away from us.

When movie starts, the hall was totally dark, I start taking advantage by touching her hand and shoulder & seeing no protest or reaction from her, I then slowly & very deliberately, with more pressure, begin to gently squeeze her thighs. After a few minutes, She moved somewhat & removed my hand – I try to move my hand slowly by lift up her shawl from the side of her waist – all this with the full confidence that She was not going to protest now. She was stunned by my boldness, but was still nervous & did not protest. She felt my hand slowly & nervously move under her shawl & touch her arm — and after a few moments to gently caress it ( She was wearing a sleeveless blouse).

I then moved my hand further inside and much to my amazement, rested it lightly over her blouse on her breast… in spite of being shocked, She just could not stop / protest my actions and was very nervous but in a way strangely enough quite curious to see to what extent I would try to go. Seeing her not protesting, I shifted closer to her and began to gently caress her breast… & seeing no protest from me then removed my hand to slowly slide it under her saree paloo & rest my hand firmly on my blouse over her breast. I now was slowly & firmly caressing her breast & then gently started to squeeze it… after a while, I proceed my hand further to her other breast and continued to gently caress & squeeze it also.

This continued for a few more minutes – — She still not showing any protest, though fully aware it was just I & She now. & – suddenly I felt She would not mind if I tried to continue further. As if reading her thoughts, I then inched my hand under her bra to try & reach & graze her nipple, which was already becoming erect in anticipation of my advances.

I moved a little closer to her and now very slowly but confidently now was cupping her breast to assess it size, firmness etc & now moving my hand under her bra (under her shawl, under her paloo, under her blouse & under her bra too) – She continued to pretend being seeing movie & I was taking full advantage of the situation. I managed to get my hand totally into her bra to gently touch & then try & pinch her nipple and then try & push my full hand into my bra & totally onto my breast. She was surprised at herself to allow this, but frankly was now enjoying every moment of this. I then tried to gently tug her breast out of the bra & finding it tight then moved my hand onto her shoulder to now push the bra strap off her shoulder thereby Bahçelievler Escort making her bra looser & was now successfully able to pull her breast out of her bra — this was really too much – & that too in a public place like theater, had touched & squeezed her breasts and now had managed to open her blouse completely, and her bra too, to now touch & squeeze her breasts – skin to skin!! My hand felt wonderful on her bosom and I now was getting very confident & bold in my attempts. Her shawl was in disarray & I pulled it down and pushed her paloo to a side – to now totally expose one of her breasts – I continued to cup & squeeze it and pinch her erect nipple. I also would have realized that after all this She is also enjoying the act of mine & co-operated with my – by not resisting, though I was still cautious in my movements. I leant forward to now bend & try kiss her breasts — this was really fantastic.

By her heavy breathing now I probably realized She was aware of my advances & confidently placed my lips on her eager nipples to slowly suck on them. She was unable to protest or resist & let me continue, but now enjoying my mouth on her breast, slowly & gently sucking on her nipple. This continued for a few more minutes & then with my other hand gently pulled her a little bit forward like a semi-embrace & I quickly slipped one hand behind onto her back & below her blouse, and in a swift motion unclasped her bra & pulled it up totally to release her other breast also. This was much more than She had ever imagined this would proceed to & now in the darkness of the Cinema, we were two colleagues involved a really strange encounter. My head was on her bosom & sucking on her breasts, & nibbling on her nipples – alternating between them and then I dropped my hand to the floor & I slipped it & moved my hand under her saree & begin to pull it up — She was beyond caring then & did not protest, still pretending busy in watching movie – I slowly pulled her sari up to her thighs and begin to caress them & then beginning to knead & squeeze them – I tried to pry open her legs & She voluntarily slowly spread open her legs for me and I pushed my hand in between her thighs. The Theater was in darkness & no one else was aware of this erotic act between two colleagues. I knew she will not resist now & was sensuously caressing her inner thighs & moving my hand further up to rub on her panties. She shifted a little on her seat so that I could touch her better. She was already really very aroused by then.

I then got hold of her hand & placed it on the front of my trouser – I had already opened my zip / fly & taken out my erect cock & placed her hand right on it — it was large really rock hard, hot & throbbing in her palm & She loved the feel of it and also begin to caress it slowly & move her hand up & down, enjoying it’s size & hardness. She was really turned on then – still no words were spoken. My head was on her bosom and I was now strongly sucking on her breasts & rolling my tongue over her nipples and simultaneously pulled her saree up to the maximum possible on her upper thighs & rubbing on her inner thighs & panty- I begin to try & pull her panty off – She also desperately wanted this & without saying anything moved up & wriggled a bit and hiked her saree up to her waist & pulled her panties off & dropped it on the floor of the theater.

The theater seat felt cold against her buttocks. She spread her legs open and I now begin to rub her vagina directly & insert a finger into feel her moistness & with my thumb slowly rub on her clitoris too —- She was really turned on by all this. This was really beautiful & she enjoyed it – she was already extremely turned on by then — with my mouth on her breast, my hand fingering & caressing her cunt & she holding my cock & very soon, she had a shuddering orgasm. She then very gently pushed her head downwards towards my erection & she then too slowly kissed my cock and then slowly masturbated me till I ejaculated my warm semen onto her hand.

Still no words were spoken & She rearranged her clothes & pulled my shawl up because films comes to its interval but we have not seen a part of him. After the interval.

We started again & this time I was more relaxed, & confident with no nervousness. I started squeezing her breasts very sensuously and gently opening her blouse & bra again bent down & begin to kiss her breasts again & we started off on our erotic games again. Now I hugged her too very tightly and kissed her full on her lips, pushing my tongue deep in, and caressing her back etc.

It was really amazing. I pulled her saree up to her waist again & started my delightful act of rubbing her vagina & inserting my finger deep in. Much to her surprise I then moved my hand onto her shoulder slowly begin to slide her blouse Bahçelievler Escort Bayan off from her right shoulder – She wondered why, but as it was totally dark, She did not object and then I went one step further and slid her blouse off from her other shoulder and removed her blouse totally off & also her bra & She was now absolutely topless (except for her gold chain necklace) — her shawl was on the floor, her panties were on the floor & now her blouse & bra too – very excited I tightly hugged & kissed her on her lips& caressed her naked back and squeezing her fully naked breasts.

Her saree was in any case up to her waist & She felt She was practically naked now — next to her colleague and having torrid & exciting sex with him. The passion we both were generating was fantastic… I was now aggressively sucking on her breasts & nibbling / biting her nipples, kissing her neck, cheeks, ears, shoulders etc I was very passionate & so was she… My cock was out too & She bend down to rub her naked breasts on it and then to nuzzle it with her lips, cheeks, etc and rub it on her face, neck & then to kiss & slowly lick & suck on it still I ejaculated totally on her face & with her hand rubbed my warm semen all over her cheeks &, lips,. It was really fantastic… We ended our session of fun at movies because movie is also going to end. I ask Rani to put her clothes and wrap her shawl around her. After this incident, we came out of theater and move towards Rani’s house and I ask her to prepare dinner and get ready for party and I will coming to her house at 09:30 PM and stays there full night because next day is Sunday.

After dropping Rani to her house. I proceed to market to buy a silk saree, Dark Blown in color and also bought cake for her birthday and reached there at 09:30 PM.

I saw she is just have her bath and wearing green color saree, blouse and peticoat. Her bra is clearly visible through her blouse, which get wet due to wet hairs of her.

After entering her house, I closed the door, she said dinner is ready. I said I bought a cake and gift for her on her birthday and you have to wear this saree with high heels and good makeup and I will prepare the things for cutting the cake.

She went into her bedroom and start changing her cloth. Meanwhile, I put the cake on the center table and also lit the candles on the cake. After 15 minutes, she came out of her bedroom and she goods like goddess of sex. She wore her saree below her naval. She also wore blouse which is too tight and exposing her boobs more and more.

I ask her to come and cut the cake. She came towards table where the cake is kept by me. She blow the candles and cut the cake and then I her stop from a while, I will like you to eat cake from myself. I took one piece of cake put it into my mouth and headed towards her. I start kissing her passionately and put the cake into her mouth with help of my tough. I also like her to do the same. She also put the cake in her mouth but she unable to force it into my mouth and I ask her I will take this cake myself and again start kissing her and eat all cake within 5-6 minutes of missing. I intentionally pushed her and she balance and she falls on table and her naval and blouse is full of cake.

I ask her to stand and will clean her. After that I took my tough outside and kneel down and now my tough is on her naval and I start eating the cake and also kissing her naval. She start moaning and press my head with her hands towards her naval and I slowly proceeded towards her blouse and also start eating cake. After eating cake, I start sucking her nipples from her blouse and her bra. Her nipples starts erecting and I sucking one nipples and pressing other, this will continue for another 20-30 minutes, in this process of eating and sucking, I do not know how many times Rani become wet. But after 30 minutes when I stop sucking and pick her saree up, I saw there are lot of wet surface on floor and her panty is fully wet.

After She said she wants to re-warm the food. And proceed towards kitchen and light the gas and put utensils on gas to warm the food. I followed her into kitchen, and kneel down on her back and pick her saree and peticoat up and spreads her legs and sit under her legs. Now I start inserting one finger into her cunt and one finger into her ass whole. After 10 minutes of fingering her, she cum 3 times. After this, insert tongue on mine into her cunt and start sucking it more passionately, she making sounds like ohhh…………….oh……… faster…………… anil suckkkkkks…… me faster and her legs starts shivering and she in unable to stand and she took almost fell on the floor. But I stop her from falling on floor. And took her in arms and start passionately kissing her lips and I inserted one hand of mine into her blouse and tear it and Escort Bahçelievler ask to bend on slab of kitchen and pulled her saree on her hip and almost tear her panty and again start sucking and fingering her. She said anil suck and lick all my body.

Anil – ok sweetie (I licked all over her inner soft milky thighs and naval base of her pussy also)

Rani – do it faaast aaaaaaahhhhhhh

Anil – just sit on cot and spread ur leg widely dear. I am not getting good access into ur cunt darling.

Rani – ok but do not make it slow I am getting mad dearr. (She sat on edge of the cot and lifts her leg slightly after wide apart it.)

Anil – oooohhh dearr sweeeeeeeteeee what a good show?????

Rani – Do not make delay to chew my cunt as well as my all-secret area dear. All for u only.

Anil – oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh no words dear (I pressed my lips and whole face on her pussy started to rub with my lips with full force)

Rani – aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh oooooooohhhhhhhhh put your tongue into my cunt dear in deeply aaaahhh shake itttttttttt aaaaahhhhhh bite it dear take it all aahhh.

Anil – oooooohhhh dear good smell. Just give me some piss to drink I am very thirsty dear. I want to have it directly from ur pussy my dear darling (I am made my action very fast and in force). Let me kiss your piss whole and allow me to drink your piss.

I start sucking Rani’s piss whole wildly and she forcefully pissed onto my mouth and I get all wet with her piss. Now Rani getting more thirsty for cock.

Rani – aaaaaaahhhhh put ur cock into my cunt darlingggggg I can not wait for anything. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh

Anil – no. Darling it is dangerous

Rani – no it is my safe period do it plsssssssssssssss aahhhhhh do not argue I can not tolerate haaaaaauuuuuuuu oh godddddd

Anil – ok dear just wait for few seconds (I took the condom and put on my cock very fast and ready for anything)

Rani – do not wait dear (she was rubbing her pussy very fast. Her eyes were totally closed and she were not bother about all nonsense what I was doing)

Anil – just remove ur hand from your cunt dear.

Rani – ok sweet do it fast aaaaaahhhhhhh ahhhhh ooohhhhhh speeeed ahhhhh fast catch me dear I am dying aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh ooooooooooh god help. Oooooohhh aaaahhhhhh break my cunt with your sweet cock dear aaaaahhhh yeeeeeeess. Hauuuuuoooooo enough dear stop whenever u are ok. Ooohhh dear u are great I am very lucky girl. No doubt (she given lot of kiss all over my body with joy) oh dear u are great.

Rani and I was totally tired and we took rest for 20 minutes without eating and washing anything and I slept on kitchen floor onto her body. My cock was in between her inner thighs and face was on her beautiful neck.

After having dinner, I ask her to her get ready for one more nice fuck in the night that too in her bedroom. She took her bath and rearrange her clothes and makeup and to her bedroom where I am waiting for her. She came near to me and stand there.

I put my hand on her shoulders and pulled her to me. Her body was shaking and in this process her boobs were slowly rubbing my hand! My Lund became hard and I had a hard time hiding it as it is full 7 inches long and very thick as most of my lady friends tell me. A tent started to be formed in my pants again, I was wearing. I pulled her to me more so that her attention does not move there. As if she was waiting for her and started talking and hugging me more and more. She slowly slid down to my lap and laid down right on my lund/lap. I was feeling her hot breath on my crouch! and my lund was growing in size to its full potential.

I was now sure that I again fuck her. I started talking to her. She just poured out her frustration and told me that her boyfriend just cant hold on and comes within minutes of sex. I was taken aback by her sudden talks but got exited also. I told her that this happens in the beginning and she should wait and try to adjust. Suddenly my lund came out of my underwear inside my pants and in this process pushed her a little back. She just remained there! pressing against it. She told me shyly that her boyfriend has a 5 inch lund which is very thin and that he took a week even to break her virginity. Even now he enters her and comes in minutes and she remains unfulfilled. Her hands were now on my crouch and she asked shyly as to what my size was. I ask her you feels into your cunt and now you are asking for size and she said, on that time she in unable to see my cock. She said that she just wanted to know. I told her my size and told her that she should do lot of foreplay and let him come a few times and then have sex.

I told her that she could have full enjoyment without intercourse also. She was taken aback and asked me to explain. As she was now pressing my lund too much I told her that it is now paining and I will have to unzip to become comfortable. She immediately unzipped me and my lund just jumped out. She was totally taken aback by its size and slowly started moving her hands on it and requested me to teach her how sex can be done without intercourse.

This is a work of fiction, written for enjoyment and amusement; hopefully yours as well as mine. Comment and constructive criticism welcome.

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The drive to Dawson on Monday went well and Mike and his father reached home just as night was falling. Mike tended to the horses as his father went indoors. The moon was near full and Mike stood for a while just enjoying the night. He turned and went indoors.

“Do you want to stay close to home tomorrow, son?” his father asked as he went in. Ma was setting the table for supper and Pa was at his ease in his big leather armchair.

“I’d like that, Pa. I like Miss Lisa and I’d like to be around when they arrive.”

“The cattle on the top range need moving. I’ll take Tom and Jack. You can bring up that bunch of horses we have in the river bottom corral. There are three or four of those that might suit your Miss Lisa.”

“She’s not my Miss Lisa, Pa. Not yet, anyhow.”

“You’d like her to be?” His father’s tone was affectionate, gently mocking.

“Yeah, Pa, I would.”

“All right, son. You can dicker the price with Doctor Evans. Since you’re sweet on the gal, I’ll take ten dollars under my usual asking price. Just this once.”

“Thanks, Pa. That’d be swell!”

“And if you want, show Lisa around the range. Your mother and I won’t expect you until supper time if you do.”

“Pa, that would be great. Pa?”

“Yes, son?”

“I’ll probably have to take Lisa back to Miz McLean’s. If it’s late I’ll sleep in her barn and come straight to the top pastures in the morning.”

“Yeah, son, that will be fine.”

“Thanks, Pa.”

His father reached over and ruffled his son’s hair. “I was your age once, believe it or not. I can still remember what it was like.”

Next morning passed like the movement of cold molasses for Mike. He had fetched the horses by ten and had combed and curried the three he thought Lisa might like until they gleamed, then gone and washed himself. Again. Eventually, it was nearing noon and he looked out along the trail yet once more for the buggy he expected. A distant dot grew larger and he studied it carefully until he thought he recognised the pair of bays Doc Evans used on the buggy.

“Ma?” he called. “Company coming, I think.”

His mother came out onto the porch beside him, followed by Katie. The three of them stood and watched until Mike was certain. “That’s them, Ma.”

“I’ll pour some coffee,” his mother said. “Bring the folks inside when they get here.”

“Sure thing, Ma.”

A few minutes later he was helping Lisa down from the buggy while Doctor Evans did the same for Louise. Katie came across and he introduced her to Evans and Lisa. The two girls studied each other for a moment, then Katie smiled and held out her arms to Lisa and hugged her.

“Mike said you were nice,” she said. “He didn’t say just how much. Come and meet my mother.” She linked her arm with Lisa’s and the two girls headed indoors.

“Shall we?” said Evans to Louise.

She curtsied slightly and led the way, followed by Mike and the doctor. Inside, Katie had just finished introducing Lisa to Mrs Delaney. She looked across as Louise came in and smiled. “Louise, my dear, it’s so good to see you again.”

“Ma,” said Mike. “I’d like you to meet Doctor Evans. Doc, my mother, Kathleen Delaney.”

“Your servant, ma’am.”

“Welcome, sir. Please, sit down. Coffee’s in the jug, help yourself to cream and sugar if you want. There will be something to eat in a half hour or so. If you want to see the horses first, fine, nothing will spoil.”

“Please, Daddy, can we?”

“I’ll show Lisa the horses, Doc, if you want to have your coffee in peace,” said Mike.

“Go on then, Mike,” said Louise, laughing, “leave us old folk in peace.

Lisa took his arm and Mike led her out to the corral.

“I don’t know what you like in a horse, Lisa, but I picked out three that I think will suit you. The bay with the white sock, there, that calico dun and the sorrel mare. Beside the far fence.”

“Are they saddle broke?” Lisa asked.

“All of the horses in this corral are used to a saddle. Pa broke most of them, including the bay. I broke the calico and the sorrel and about a half-dozen of the others.”

“Can I try them before I decide.”

“Sure. We’ve just about got time before Ma serves the grub. You can think about them over the meal. Which one first?” asked Mike, building a loop in his reata.

An hour later they were finishing the delicious meal that Kathleen Delaney had prepared.

“Picked your horse, sweetheart? Evans asked Lisa.

“I think so, Daddy. I tried five, but the one I like best is one Mike had picked out for me. I want to see if you pick it too.”

“You mean I have to guess which one you want? All right, if that’s the way of it.” Evans was amused. He drained his coffee cup. “Mrs Delaney, that was delicious. Between you and Miz McLean, this territory has ruined me for going back east, the food back there is terrible compared to what Fındıkzade Escort we’ve eaten since we got here.”

Kathleen Delaney laughed. “I doubt that, Doctor Evans. But go on with you, take Lisa out and buy her a horse. Louise and I will catch up with the gossip. Katie, are you going out or staying in? Make up your mind, girl, please.”

“I’ll go out to the corral, Ma, see if I can guess which horse Lisa has chosen.”

Mike led the way, followed by Evans, Lisa and Katie. Behind them, Louise leaned towards Kathleen Delaney and began speaking quietly.

At the corral the little group paused. Mike had rigged a rope divider. On one side were the three horses he had originally chosen, plus two others, another bay, this one unmarked by white, and a little chestnut.

“Right, Daddy, which one?” asked Lisa, taking her father’s arm.

Evans studied the horses carefully. He turned to Mike. “Can I see them moving?”

“Sure thing, Doc.” Mike ducked under the corral rails and shook out his loop, neatly lassooing the nearest.

Twenty minutes later, Evans checked out the mouth of the last one and turned to Lisa. “If I was you, sweetheart, I’d pick that sorrel mare.”

Lisa hugged her father. “That’s the one I wanted, Daddy.”

Evans turned to Mike. “Do I deal with you, Mike, or wait until your father gets in?”

“Pa left it up to me, Doc. Come on inside and we’ll talk about it.”

Thirty minutes later, Mike finished putting Louise’s saddle, which Lisa had borrowed, onto the sorrel.

“Where can I get Lisa a good saddle of her own, Mike?” asked Evans.

“I was in Atwell’s store about a week ago, Doc, and he had a nice saddle in, would suit Lisa fine, I think, if he still has it.”

“The one with the silver decoration?” asked Katie.

Mike nodded. “That’s the one.”

“It was still there yesterday,” said Katie.

“We’ll have a look tomorrow, Lisa,” said Evans.

“Thanks, Daddy.” She pulled herself up into the sorrel’s saddle.

Mike mounted Caesar and pulled up alongside her.

“Enjoy yourselves. Look after her, Mike.” said Evans.

“My word on it, Doc. I’ll have her home before dark, I promise.”

Lisa glanced across at Louise, who unseen by the others gave her a significant look and a wicked grin. Lisa coloured slightly and smiled back.

“Is Lisa staying with you again tonight?” Mike asked Louise.

She shook her head. “No, she’s going back to the hotel tonight. When Doctor Weiss leaves at the end of the week, Dafydd and Lisa will move in there.”

“If I’m late getting Lisa home, can I sleep in your barn?” Or your bed, thought Mike.

“Of course. I’ll look out for you,” said Louise, smiling at him. She turned to Lisa. “Enjoy your ride, honey.”

“Thanks, Louise, I’m sure I will.”

Mike kicked Caesar gently into motion and led Lisa out of the yard and onto the open range. He turned to her. “Any place special you want to see?”

“On Sunday, at Louise’s, you pointed up to the ridge. You said it was lovely up there. Can we go there? Is it too far?”

“We can go, sure, but I promised your Pa I’d have you home before dark. We can’t go too far into the hills, not unless we camp out.”

Lisa grinned at him. “Not this time, Mike, maybe another. Show me somewhere pretty.”

“I know just the place.” And the prettiest thing there will be you, he thought.

Mike gigged Caesar into a gentle lope and led Lisa on the road towards Louise’s place. They rode in companionable silence for a while, side by side, letting the horses make the pace.

“Have you given the mare a name?” Mike asked Lisa suddenly.

“I thought, >Cleopatra’,” said Lisa, grinning at him.

Mike laughed. “Caesar and Cleopatra. Quite a combination.”

“I think so,” said Lisa simply. She smiled at him. “I like you, Mike. Louise says she trusts you. She says I can trust you, too.”

“That’s mighty nice of Louise. I’m proud she thinks that way.”

“She’s very fond of you.”

“Did she tell you that?”

“She did. Now, tell me about this place you’re leading me. Is there anything special?”

“I guess not, at least if you think about it, kind of saying to yourself, >what is special about this place? Is it the trees? The rocks? The pool?’ Well, by itself, there ain’t anything special. It’s the way it’s put together.”

Lisa was curious. Mike obviously liked the hill country, and she knew from Louise that the pool was nice. She decided to wait until she saw it for yourself. “I’ll wait until I see it for myself, Mike. Now, how about you? Are you going to work with your father, or do you have plans for yourself?”

“I like working with horses, sure, but I want my own place. There’s a little valley about thirty miles south, plenty of water and trees, plenty of grass. I’ve staked a claim and registered it and Pa’s given me the money to start off, and my choice of the breeding stock. I’m going to build a cabin and move there next spring.”

“I wish you well, Mike. I’d like Fındıkzade escort Bayan to see it sometime.”

“We have the branding to do soon, but by the end of September we’ll be free for a while. How about then? It’ll mean staying out overnight and camping.”

“Sounds like fun. Do we go much further today? I’d forgotten how hard a saddle could be!”

“See the notch? It’s about a mile from there. We’ll be there in a half hour.”

“Lead on, Michael Delaney. Sooner we get there, the sooner I can get out of this saddle.”

When they reached the clearing and pool where Mike and Louise had swum, he reined Caesar to a halt. He gestured to Lisa. “There it is. Like it?”

Lisa looked around, smiling. A rocky bowl reflected the sun into the basin. Oak and cedar lined the hillside, grass, rich and long, lined the bowl. The pool was oval, fed by a spring on the hillside, dammed by a spur of rock, spilling over into a miniature waterfall. The overspill fed a series of small pools before finally making its way out of the basin and tinkling its way down the valley. A small bench, ringed by rocks, made a natural camp area, close enough to the water for convenience, far enough away not to prevent the birds and animals from drinking. She turned to Mike.

“It’s beautiful. Can we go down?”

“Sure. This way.” He led the way through the rocks and trees and down into the hollow. He reined Caesar to a halt and stepped down, then turned to help Lisa. She staggered slightly as Cleopatra moved nervously, stumbling. Mike caught her arm and she swung towards him. Automatically, his arms went around her to steady her. Her face was close to his, her eyes wide. They stood motionless for a second, then Mike bent his head slowly towards her, giving her time to break away if she so wished. A smile came into her eyes and her arms went around his neck. Their lips met in their second kiss.

Lisa’s lips were warm and soft, slightly salty. The kiss was gentle at first, exploring new sensations for each of them, gradually building. Lisa’s lips parted and Mike let his tongue trace the outline of her mouth. Her own tongue joined his, questing, exploring, dancing with quick darts and swirls. Lisa’s arms tightened around Mike’s neck and she pressed against him. She felt his hardness rising against her and, suddenly nervous, broke away, breathing deeply. She gestured to the horses, Cleopatra’s reins still in her hand.

“Can we picket them, Mike, please?”

“Sure thing, Lisa. Here, let me do it.” He breathed deeply, willing his erection to subside. God, he wanted her! “Go and sit over there. The trees shade you from the sun there.” He pointed and Lisa smiled at him before going where he indicated and sitting down on the grass, leaning against a twisted oak.

Mike loosened the cinches of the two horses, let them drink from the lower pool then picketed them on the rich grass of the lower basin. He went over and sat down beside Lisa. She reached out her hand and took his.

“Sorry, Mike. I guess I got scared.”

“Scared? Of me?” Mike’s voice was gentle.

“No, Mike. Me.” Lisa smiled nervously, a flicker of her tongue over suddenly dry lips.

“Sit up a litle, let me sit against the tree, then you can lean on me,” said Mike. “You’ll be more comfortable that way.”

“That’s very gallant of you, Mike. Thank you,” said Lisa simply. She eased herself away from the tree so that Mike could sit, then leaned back against him. She was sitting at an angle to Mike, so that as he sat against the tree, his legs straight out in front of him, Lisa’s bottom was against his hip, her right shoulder against his chest. He put his left arm around her shoulders to steady her. She looked sideways and up at him, and smiled.

“That’s nice, Mike.”

He gazed steadily at her and her smile slowly faded. He bent gently forward, giving her every chance to protest, but as his lips got closer to hers she raised her face to his and closed her eyes. The kiss was gentle, exploring, both of them enjoying the sensation. Lisa’s tongue came out cautiously, questing. Mike sucked gently on it, then let his own tongue play with Lisa’s, swirling, licking her lips, pushing forward and darting back.

Lisa gently broke the kiss. “That’s nice, Mike, I like kissing you.” She brought her lips back to his. There was more heat in the kiss now, urgency, a fire building in both of them. Mike gently brought his right hand up from where it had rested against Lisa’s hip and stroked her cheek, a featherlight touch of fingertips. His fingers danced against her throat, caressing, stroking, then moved down, almost of their own volition, moving lightly over the stuff of her shirt where it covered her breasts, gently cupping, moulding, her left breast.

Lisa moaned deep in her throat and pressed his hand against her. Mike could feel her nipple growing hard beneath his fingers. Her right hand moved from his cheek and covered his on her breast, pressing it against herself, before gently disengaging his touch. A protest died Escort Fındıkzade unborn in his throat as she took his hand and slid it inside her now unbuttoned shirt, to touch her breast, feel its heat, caress the hard button of her nipple. She gasped as she felt his fingers caress the bud, her mouth moving frantically on his. He pulled her closer and let his left hand seek its way down from her shoulder to her breast, his other hand moving to complete the cupping of her beauty.

Impatiently, Lisa tugged the tails of her shirt free from the waistband of her skirt, breaking the kiss.

“Kiss them, Mike,” she whispered. “Be gentle.”

He lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, nibbling her with his lips. She gasped with pleasure and held his head to her bosom. “Oh, Mike! Oh, goodness! Oh, my god!” She moaned. “It feels wonderful!”

Mike gently slid his hand down her leg and pulled gently at her skirt. Her hand stopped him. Reluctantly they broke their kiss.

“No, Mike, I’m sorry. Not here, not now.” She smiled ruefully, making no attempt to cover herself. Her breast were lovely, firm, high, rounded. Smaller than Louise’s, he thought, but just as lovely.

Mike took a deep breath. “Sorry, Lisa, I thought perhaps you wanted me.”

“Mike?” Her voice caught and she swallowed.

“Yes, Lisa?”

“Mike, I do want you.” Her voice was a whisper and she avoided his eyes. She turned and looked him in the eye, bright spots of red on her cheeks. “Mike, do you get horny?”

Mike flushed in his turn, but nodded. “Yeah, all the time.”

“So do I,” said Lisa. “Mike, I’m still virgin, and I want to know what it’s like to make love, properly I mean, to have a man’s pecker inside me. I asked Louise about it. She said you were honest and trustworthy and if anyone could help me, you could.” Lisa smiled at him suddenly, a mischievous look. “She told me about you two, so you come highly recommended.”

Mike flushed again, then grinned ruefully. “I won’t try to deny it, if Louise already told you.” He looked Lisa in the eye. “Let me get this straight. You want me to fuck you?”

Lisa winced. “Put like that, it sounds so cold-blooded, but yes, Mike, I do, I want you to make love to me.”

“Well, why did you stop me?”

Lisa smiled ruefully. “Because it’s the wrong time of the month for me. I like you, Mike, very much, so when the time comes, and we’re both in the mood, I want it to happen.”

“Lisa,” said Mike, taking her hand in both of his. “I want it to happen, too, so very much! Thank you for your trust, I’ll try very hard to be worthy of it.” He laughed suddenly. “Goodness sakes, that sounded pompous, didn’t it?”

Lisa giggled. “Just a little.” She squeezed his hand. “I think my drawers will be permanently wet for the next few days.”

“My pecker will be hard, that’s for sure.” He reached out his arm and put it around her shoulders, drawing her gently to him. He kissed her ear. “In the meantime, Miss Evans, can we continue our kissing?”

“We certainly can, Mr Delaney, we certainly can. Now shut up and kiss my tits!”

An hour later they were on their way to town. Lisa had proved enthusiastic in her attitude towards kissing, delighting in the feel of his lips anywhere above her waist, her shirt discarded in the grass. By tacit agreement, they had avoided any other contact, neither of them wishing to spoil the moment for the other.

“Mike?” said Lisa as they moved onto a wider part of the trail, moving Cleopatra beside Caesar.

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

“It’s my birthday on Sunday. I guess Daddy will want me to dine with him, but I want you there as well. And Louise. I want to see her and Daddy get on well together, too.”

“Yeah. Louise has been lonely since Tom died.”

“She told me she wants Daddy in her bed.”

Mike laughed. “She told me, too!” He reached across and took Lisa’s hand, squeezing her fingers gently. “If I came for you early on Sunday morning, could you get away for the day, if I have you back by late afternoon?”

Lisa grinned at him. “You wouldn’t have anything special in mind now, would you Mr Delaney?”

“Whatever gives you that idea, Miss Evans?”

“Something you said earlier. I could make us a picnic and we could have a swim in the pool. I wanted to today, you know.”

“Me too. A picnic would be great. Just the two of us?”

“With what we have planned, I think we ought to come by ourselves, don’t you?”

Mike laughed. “I certainly do!”

The sun had just dipped below the horizon when Mike escorted Lisa to the hotel, her mare safely unsaddled and cosy in a stall at the livery stable.

“Do you want to come in for a while, Mike?”

“I’d better not, I’ll have to sleep in Louise’s barn as it is. I won’t have time to get home before it’s dark, and the trail over the ridge is too dangerous at night. Anyhow, I told Pa I’d meet him on the top pasture tomorrow morning, and Louise’s place is nearer.”

“Well, kiss me goodnight, then,” said Lisa, moving into his arms. The kiss was warm, a promise. Lisa leaned back in the circle of his arms and gazed gravely at him. “Mike, don’t sleep in Louise’s barn, sleep in her bed. It will do you both good.” Without another word she turned and went into the hotel, leaving Mike gazing dumbfounded after her.

Scott groaned as he read the email from the big boss. He sighed and got up from his desk and slowly walked to her office. The door was open slightly and he knocked.

“Come in…and shut the door” her rough voice said.

Scott rolled his eyes briefly before entering and closing the door behind him. His boss, Sarah, was always on his shit for something. Reports not completed to her liking. Can’t get to her fast enough just to stand around and wait for direction which never made sense. She was so pent up with stress that she created for herself and expelled it to others. No wonder she was divorced. Although, apparently she did have a boy toy but from Scott’s point of view, it wasn’t helping and stress factors.

She held up a file folder without looking at him. “Re do this. And I need it before lunch.” She said. Scott took it from her debating on asking what needed to be redone. “Getting sloppy again, Scott” she said as she looked through spreadsheets on her computer. “I was hoping you were going to figure out what I want and how I want it but clearly that’s not happening.

Scott heard about half of what she was saying. For some reason, she was looking pretty sexy today. Normally he didn’t eye her up and down but the way her hair was done and the low neck line sporting just a little cleavage was pretty enticing. Sarah must have looked at Scott long enough to notice he hadn’t responded to a question she asked him and caught him staring at her tits.

“Hey!” she yelled. Scott’s eyes widened and he jumped a little. Sarah’s eyes narrowed and glared at him.

“I’m …I’m sorry. I didn’t..”

“What Fulya Escort a fucking perv.” She interrupted. “No wonder you can’t get shit right. Thinking about fucking me all day, aren’t you?” She asked as she got up from her desk and moved towards him.

“Uh…no…” Scott said looking down a little and letting out a chuckle. “That’s not it at all.”

“Oh? Is this kind of funny to you then? What is it, then?”

Scott got serious and decided best to not choose today to lose his job over this bitch. “Its not you. I mean, I’m not distracted by you. I mean…shit….” Scott’s voice trailed off.

Sarah got closer to him and folded her arms. “Not good enough for you, huh? Is that it?” she asked lowering her voice. “C’mon then…what is it then? Why are you not improving with your work?” Scott just shook his head. “No….out with it. Don’t be such a pussy”

That was it. Scott snapped. “Maybe if you didn’t treat people like trash and be more helpful with your instructions, we all would be happier coming to work.” Sarah looked stunned as Scott continued. “Your brass behavior and rude attitude. Nothing is ever good enough. And, yes…I was staring at you because you do look…sexy today but that’s not why I’m fucking shit up. I just don’t understand what you want because its always different. No consistency at all.”

Scott’s heart was racing with anxiety and fear wondering what was going to happened next. Maybe this was the day he was going to be fired. Maybe it wasn’t going to be a bad thing. Sarah put her hands on her hips at first and looked down thinking. ‘here it comes’ Scott thought.

“Anything Fulya Escort Bayan else?” She asked.

Scott only thought a couple seconds decided…fuck it. Going to get fired anyway….why not. “Yes…there is. The office gossip says you have some kind of boy toy you use for sex. Think you should know…it aint working or he aint all that good.” Sarah’s eyes got real big and her lips tightened together. She was pissed. “I’d say you need to get that stress released by getting grudge fucked every once in a while. Might make you appreciate people a little more.”

Sarah was speechless and was trying to say something but instead she went to the door and locked it. She turned around and quickly unbuttoned her top and thrust it off of her. Scott was almost hypnotized by her luscious tits but focus on what she needed…to be fucked….and fucked hard.

He spun her around and undid the clasp to her bra letting it fall to the floor as he pushed her up against the wall and pulled her skirt and panties down in one shot. Her breathing got heavier as Scott fiddled the opening of her smooth shaved pussy area. She got wet almost immediately and moaned a little when Scott inserted his finger into her. With his other hand, he reached around and caressed one of her tits, playfully pulling on her nipple. More moaning and a little whimper came from her mouth as Scott continued his play in her hot box with two fingers. He would quickly finger fuck her for a while and then just gently play with her clit. This would make Sarah quiver a little and her breath would become erratic.

After a while, Scott Escort Fulya forcefully turned her around and pushed her to her knees. Sarah quickly undid his pants and pulled them to the floor. Her lips eagerly wrapped around the tip of him as she gripped the shaft with her hand. Her other hand gently fondled him as she sucked, licked and kissed his dick for a while. “Yeah…that’s what you do good. You like sucking cock.” She stopped for a minute looking up at Scott while stroking him.

“You’re cock is much better than my boy toy. Maybe I do need to be fucked better. Hope you can oblige.”

Scott had her get up and lean over the desk as he spread her pussy lips a little and pushed into her slowly. She was still super hot and wet from his finger play. Her pussy was fucking awesome as he slowly went in and out until it was smooth enough to go faster. Sarah rocked back into him as he fucked her deep and hard and just fast enough to give her ultimate pleasure but not send her over the edge. Scott reached around with both hands and grabbed her tits hard as he thrust harder and faster into her. Sarah screamed and squealed as the sound of skin smacking skin got louder. “This is grudge fucking, bitch!” Scott said through clenched teeth, “This is what you need.”

He fucked her hard for almost another minute. Sarah was having a hard time standing as her legs buckled and she gripped the edge of the desk with both hands. Finally, Scott pulled her from the desk and pushed her down on her knees again as he jerked his cock a few strokes before unloading all over her face. Cum splattered her in the eye, then cheek, nose and down the chin which dripped down the center of her chest.

Sarah began to contain herself and cooed with satisfaction. “Okay..I’m not stressed anymore. You keep this up when I need it and I think we’re both going to have a good working relationship from now on.”

As you led me by the hand into your master bedroom, the view of your deliciously sexy ass cheeks rolling as you strutted only served to awaken my wilted post-fuck cock, although I’d still need a bit more recovery time. Most men did.

I tugged off my shirt one-handed as you let go, turning left to head into the master bath and get the shower started. I sat on the edge of the bed, lay back and sighed, absently stroking my half-erect member. Closed my eyes and opened them, grinning sheepishly, at the amused sound of your voice.

“Come here, big boy,” you said with a wink. “Come shower with me. I know how to make you hard again.”

I didn’t need much more encouragement as I hopped up and followed your petite little ass into the walkin shower, already going full blast with steamy near scalding water.

You went into the spray first, soaking yourself while you grabbed the scrub sponge and squirted shower gel into it and began rubbing your nubile body all over. I must confess that while we have showered together more than a few times over the past year, I always loved watching you do this. Especially when you bent over in front of me, on purpose I would think, giving me a luscious view of your shapely heart-shaped ass, deliciously sexy pussy nestled in the cleft. You did need to bend over Karaköy Escort to scrub your lower legs and feet, though.

You saw me staring, grinned, and said, “See anything you like, love?”

I moaned, absently stroking my stiffening cock as you licked your lips seductively, teasingly, and reached between your legs with your free hand to rub your pussy.

“Why don’t you come closer and let me clean you,” you said as you leaned back up and reached out with the scrub sponge to lather me up, starting with my chest and shoulders. Your free hand that had been tending to your pussy moments ago grasped my cock and slowly caressed and rubbed and stroked me until I was fully erect, throbbing hard and aching for you. I’d raised both my hands to cup your perky breasts, my thumbs and fingers tugging and rolling and tweezing your nipples to rigid fat bullet points. Soon, we were both slippery with soap suds, kissing with hungry lips and tongues, and very very aroused.

You turned around and placed both hands against the damp tiles, leaning over and arching your back in that way that I loved, making me burn with fiery lust for you. I moved up against you, pushing my cock into the shallow cleft of your ass, rubbing, sliding, pressing hard so you could feel how hard and hot I was for you. Escort Karaköy You squirmed against me as I leaned against you, placing my hands over yours on the tiles. I pulled back my hips, adjusting my angle so my cock slipped lower to brush over your swollen labia, my bulbous cockhead rubbing over your clit.

“Oh fuck yes, baby, I’m so wet…”

“Mmmm, you want my cock now, babydoll?”

“YES, please, fuck me!”

And I did, pushing off the wall and grabbing my cock to guide it inside you. I grasped your hips with both hands and leaned back slightly, using the leverage and angle to pull and push you along my cock as you pushed back from the wall. From your growing, feverish cries you’d cum very soon, but because I’d shot my huge load earlier, it’d take me a bit longer.

As I pumped you harder and faster now, and you began to shudder under the first of a series of orgasms, I nudged the tip of my right-hand thumb into the tight pink puckered opening of your ass. Gently, I slipped it inside, loosening the area, and you shrieked as you came. I pulled out, grasping my turgid cock at the base, and pushed my cock just past the flared tip inside your ass. Because you’d been so wet and that slippery natural lube coated my taut flesh, my cock easily penetrated your tight orifice. Karaköy Escort Bayan But much bigger, thicker than my thumb, you tensed up, hissing between your clenched teeth, then relaxed.

“Mmmm, fuck yes, baby…oh god, fuck my ass, please, make me cum again!”

I held onto your hips but pulled your ass cheeks apart as I began to fluidly and slowly fuck your ass. My cock was so thick and hard that I felt like I’d split you in two, and while I’d fucked your ass before, I’d never been this erect before. You urged me on, telling me in your throaty, lust-filled tone, to fuck you harder, harder baby fuck yes, make me cum, fill my tight ass with your hot huge cum load…

As you screamed out, quivering and spasms wracking your body, I pushed my cock into your ass all the way, my balls slapping up against your pussy, and exploded into your sweet tight ass. Wave after wave jetted out, erupting deep into your anal canal, filling you with my hot white jism. You continued to shudder, groaning, saying fuck yes, baby, fuck yes, love it love you love how you fuck me…

Eventually we slumped down onto the tiled floor as the hot water rinsed us of the soap suds and we kissed until we were about prunes. Then, with quaking legs, you stood up and switched off the water and yanked back the curtain. I got up on legs that were shaky like yours, but a good shaky after such a strenuous but pleasurable fuck session workout.

We dried off with fluffy towels and collapsed on your bed in a tangle of satisfied and satiated limbs, drifting off for a short blissful nap.

Author’s Note:

This is a continuation of the Reindeer games and New year’s games stories and builds on characters and settings from those stories.

*******

It was no doubt that it had been a hard year, with my wife gone for nine months in Iraq, but things had gotten significantly better in the last two months with her home now. Stress was always a factor at work, but that had gotten a bit better now that I was moved into my permanent office, which was a bit different than my last temporary office. Of course the rooms still had to have the doors closed, but now I had only a small window in the door, and my office was L shaped with separate area for my servers and such around the corner. This was nice because I could easily hide when I was working on the servers and needed to concentrate, since the students couldn’t see me through the little door window.

Of course, this never stopped Angie from walking in if the door was unlocked to leave papers or other items that I needed. Today was no exception, and I was engrossed in reconfiguring a server license when she scared the shit out of me.

“Hey handsome!” she said as she stood at my desk, looking down the L part of the office to where I was working.

“DAMN!” I said after I jumped almost a foot in the air.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“No problem.” I said as my heart tried to crawl back down into my chest again. “I just didn’t hear you come in.”

“I didn’t make a lot of noise either.”

“I guess not.” I said with a smile.

“I haven’t seen much out of you for the last few weeks, and I missed you at my last party.”

“Oh.” I said thinking about how much I would have liked to attend her valentines party. It didn’t take too much imagination to see her dressed in some kind of sexy outfit for some of their sex games.

“I’d have loved to come, but with my wife home…”

“Yeah… Too bad she’s not into that kind of thing.” She said with a frown.

“You know. I would have said the same thing. In fact, before she left there was no way. But now, I’m not so sure. She’s been home for almost two months and she seems almost insatiable sexually. Hell it used to be only in the bedroom completely naked, but lately. I don’t know if it was not having any for almost a year or if the different environment over there had some effect. Hell, the other day she was still wearing her workout clothes and washing dishes after dinner and I walked up behind her and started playing with her ass. Normally she would tell me to stop, but instead she told me that if I was going to tease her I better put my dick someplace useful. So playfully I pulled her shorts and underwear down, half expecting to get a nasty comment, and instead she stepped out from the sink and bent over, shoving her ass out at me. You know me… stick it out at me and I’ll be more than happy to fill it! So I dropped my shorts and pulled out my dick and shoved it into her. Hell, after I got her off there, she pulled up her top and lay down on the kitchen table and we fucked right there until I came inside her. I never would have expected that from her.”

“That sounds kind of fun, but maybe she was just over horny?”

“That doesn’t explain the canoe trip.” I said shaking my head at the memory.

“This sounds like a good story… Tell me all about it.” She said as she pulled a chair around to sit in.

“You remember that warm spell a couple weeks ago?”

“Yeah… It got up to ninety a couple days. Really hot for the middle of April.”

“Yep. I took a day off and took her canoeing, which she has always loved to do. Anyway, we got ready and headed down to the river and all. I didn’t think too much of it till we got about a mile or so downstream and she wanted me to stop, so I pulled onto the shore. After she got out she pulled off her shorts and t-shirt. Of all things, she was wearing a bikini!”

“Is that bad?”

“Hell no. I thought she looked pretty good before she went over, but she came back twenty five pounds lighter and there wasn’t a bit of fat on her. All the walking and sweating got her really lean. She looked damn hot in the suit, but before she left there was no way I could get her to put on a two piece suit, let alone wear one in public.”

“And you’re complaining? I don’t see a problem.”

“Oh I’m not complaining… I was just surprised. But I was even more surprised when she asked me to put some sunblock on her. I started with her back and when I got down to the strap of her top she just said, let me get that out of the way, and reached back and undid it, pulling her top off and tossing it into the canoe. I mean, we had the river pretty much to ourselves, compared to a weekend, but standing next to the river topless was not what I would have expected.”

“Sounds good. What’s the problem?”

“No problem… you haven’t heard the best part yet. When I got down to her bottoms she pushed her ass out at me and pushed her bottoms off so I could ‘get all of her ass’, which I did. She turned around and let me rub cream into Küçükköy Escort her chest and tits while she undid the tie of my suit and pushed it down so I was almost as naked as she was. “

“Tell me she didn’t stop there.” Angie, said, her skirt now pulled up in her lap and her fingers idly stroking her pussy through her panties.

“No, she didn’t stop there. When I was kneeling down to do her legs she put one over my shoulder and pulled my face to her pussy. You know I love eating pussy, so I dropped the bottle and went at it. I had her almost ready to come when we heard some canoes around the bend, so we ran to the bushes, since my suit now on the ground and hers was in the canoe. She bent over with me behind her and I just pushed my dick right inside and started stroking. I didn’t care who was watching at that point, I was so turned on.”

“Oh god that sounds like it was so fucking hot.” Angie said, as she pushed her panties down and off her legs, spreading her legs wide to show me her sopping wet pussy. “Don’t stop now. What happened next?”

“Well, we stood there fucking, I was banging away, and as the canoes went down stream we realized that the bushes we were behind didn’t hide us from that direction. There was one girl in a brown bikini who turned around and looked. There was no way she didn’t see us. I exploded inside Nancy with that young lady watching. I think she came right after me.”

“Oh god… That had to be wild!” Angie said as she rolled her chair over to where I was standing and started undoing my belt. “Don’t stop now. I just want to see your cock while you tell me the rest of this.”

“Well if that wasn’t enough, when we passed them later on that girl was definitely watching us go by, so we knew she saw. Nancy said I should flash her my dick if the chance came up.”

“So did you?” she asked as she pulled my pants and underwear down and started to gently stroke my rock hard dick.

“Actually, I didn’t. Nancy did. When we got to Pulltite we had to ride the bus back to Akers to get the car. The group that the girl in brown was in got on the same bus. Nancy and I were in the last seat, with me by the window. The girl in brown and a friend of hers, both mid twenties or so, sat down in the seat right across from us. As soon as the bus started moving Nancy fished my dick out of the leg of my suit so the girl could see it sat there, jacking me off right in front of them. She seemed to be getting off showing them what they missed.”

“Oh fuck. Did you cum?”

“She made me squirt all over the back of the seat in front of me.”

“Oh fuck.” Angie said, standing up “You gotta fuck me. I am so fucking turned on right now.”

“What about your rule of no sex unless your husband is there?”

“You’re going to split hairs at a time like this?” she asked as she turned around and bent over, using the chair for a hand hold and pulled her skirt up over her bare ass. “You said you knew what to do with one of these.” She said as she arched her back so her pussy was only inches from my hard dick.

“That I do.” I said as I shuffled up to her and pushed my dick easily into her wet pussy.

“Oh yes.” She hissed quietly as I slid into her. “It won’t take to many, so feel free to go anytime you want.” She said quietly, moving the hand that was holding her skirt to between her legs to play with her clit.

I slid in and out of her pussy, making sure not to allow our bodies to slap together loudly. Even with as much sex as my wife had given me in the last few weeks, talking about what happened on the river had me primed and quickly ready. Angie came just before I did, her body shaking and trembling as my dick spurted cum deep into her.

“Oh god that felt good.” Angie said, leaning to reach for some paper towels. She wadded up one and held it to her pussy as she pulled off my dick, and sat in the chair, letting our juices be absorbed by the towel. She leaned forward and quickly licked and sucked our cum from my dick removing any evidence my wife might find of our little tryst.

“You should get her to come to one of our parties. I bet she would do it if she’s as hot at you say she is right now.”

“I’d like to, but I’m afraid that it would scare her off completely… not to mention the fact I would have to admit I was screwing around while she was gone.”

“Leave it to me. I have an idea.” She said as she pulled her panties up. “Thanks for the great screw.” She said with a kiss. “Next time I’ll try to wear something so you can see my tits too.”

“Sure.” I said with a laugh as she walked around my desk and disappeared out my office door.

*******

The next day I was hard at work at my desk when I heard a rap on the door. I looked up as a very chesty lady wearing a black thigh length skirt hugging her slim hips and a cream colored satin blouse that was quite obviously covering a pretty large pair of knockers. She looked a bit familiar, but I couldn’t quite place her.

“May I help you?” I asked.

“It is Mike, isn’t it?”

“Yes.” Escort Küçükköy I replied, curious now.

“I thought so, but I wanted to be sure.” She said as she stepped into the office and allowed the door to shut behind her. “I take it you don’t remember me?”

“I’ll be honest, you look familiar, but I really can’t place where I know you from.”

“That’s ok. You only met me once.” She said as she stepped away from the door so she was standing in front of one of the book cases that were against the door wall of my office. “This might help though.” She continued as her hands moved to the buttons of her blouse and began undoing them.

I was a bit stunned as she pulled the material of her blouse apart and exposed her huge tits inside a lace bra.

“Still not?” she asked with a smile as she shrugged her shoulders out of the satin material and quickly flicked the clasp in the middle of her back, allowing her lace bra to slide off her shoulders and land on the floor. “Do you remember these?”

“Mary?” I asked.

“Still not sure, huh?” she asked with a wicked grin as she reached behind her. It only took a moment and her black skirt was sliding to the ground leaving her completely naked above the tops of her thigh high stockings. “Do you remember squirting your hot cum all over my body now?”

“That I do.” I said as I stood up and walked over to her. She reached out and gave me a huge hug, holding me in place with one hand while quickly undoing my pants with her other hand. She pushed them down and pulled my hard dick from my underwear.

“Ohhhh. That is the dick I remember. Hot, Hard and definitely primed! Got time for a quick fuck?”

“God Mary! If I wasn’t standing within three feet of my unlocked office door I might very well do that.”

“Oh I can fix that.” She said, letting go of me. She reached over and pulled the door open the two inches needed to click the lock down and then let it close again. “Now how about that fuck?” she asked as she turned around and bent over a few inches.

I was so turned on at that point that I would have fucked her anyway she wanted, but I had a much better idea. “Come with me.” I told her as I pulled her around my desk and into the back portion of my office.

“Oh much better.” She said as she sat on the computer desk and lifted her legs.

I slipped between her legs and pushed my dick easily into her wet pussy, stroking deep and slow.

“Oh yes… Just what I needed today.” She moaned quietly as she stroked her clit in time with my strokes. I moved both hands to her massive tits and began squeezing and playing with her nipples as we both worked closer to climax.

“I’m going to cum!” I grunted as I tried to hold back the flood that was building.

“Give it to me! Fill me up. We didn’t get a chance to do that at the party!”

In reply I allowed the last bit of my climax to build, my body suddenly jerking, driving my dick deep into her wet pussy as it spewed the first squirt of cum into her. My body jerked time after time while hers trembled and she made small mewing sounds, trying to keep things quiet. Finally she pulled me down against her, her bare tits smashing into my chest.

“That was a good fuck. I loved how your dick felt at the party, but that was even better.”

“I’m glad you liked it… but what are you doing here?”

“Angie said she thought I could help with a little problem. You want to tell me about it?”

“Angie? Oh yeah. I was wishing I could find a way to get my wife involved in the games.”

“That’s easy… I can just invite you to a party.”

“No, it’s not. First off, she has no idea I’ve been doing this while she was gone to Iraq, and second… well to be honest, before she left she was kind of prudish, although she seems a bit more free now. I’m afraid that if I wait I’ll miss the opportunity.”

“Ahhh. I get it.” She said as I pulled out of her and reached for some paper towels. “You want to get her eased into it.”

“That’s the idea.” I said as I wiped her pussy off and then cleaned my dick.

“Let me think on that for a second.” She said as she walked naked around my desk to get her clothes and then back again.

“What does she like to do, socially I mean?” She asked as she put her bra on, allowing me to help seat her big tits in the lace bra.

“We play spades, other than that, not much.”

“Card games? Oh good. How about we invite you over for some cards.” She asked.

“How do I say we met?”

“I work on campus silly. I’m the admin over in chem.”

“Wow.” I said shaking my head. “I had no idea.”

“Surprised huh? Let me send you an e-mail and we can get together for cards. It’ll be very innocent so you can show it to her. We won’t do anything the first few times, then I’ll figure a way to get it started.”

“Ok. Thanks.” I said as she finished dressing.

“No, thank you. I’d love to get a chance to have you at another party, if you know what I mean.”

“I think I do.” I replied as she reached out to hug Küçükköy Escort Bayan me, giving me a very wet kiss before she released me.

“Talk to you later stud.”

*******

Later that afternoon I saw that I had an e-mail from Mary.

“Mike, you said as we were talking before our committee meeting that you were looking for someone to play cards with. I would like to invite you and your wife over tomorrow evening at six for some bar-b-q and cards. I have attached a PDF of a map to our house. Please let me know if you and your wife would like to join us. Mary K.”

That did sound innocent. I called my wife and she agreed so I replied that we would attend.

*****

The next day went completely uneventful. My work kept me quite busy so I didn’t really have much time to contemplate what might happen that evening.

After work I headed home and changed into some Dockers and clean polo shirt. My wife was uncharacteristically wearing a dress, usually reserved for church.

“You look gorgeous!” I told her as I walked out of the bedroom.

“Your just saying that because you’re a horny bastard.” She replied with a smile.

“Uh uh. It’s cuz you’re wearing a dress. You know how that turns me on.” I said as I stepped over and pulled her to me for a kiss, giving her ass a squeeze in the process. “You smell good too.”

“It’s your favorite.” She whispered as I held her close and slid my hand up under her dress to play with her panty covered ass. “But unless you’re going to strip me and screw me right here, we should get going or we’ll be late.”

“As long as you’ll still be interested later.” I replied, allowing her dress to fall back down over her firm butt.

We arrived at Mary’s house after about a half hour drive in the country. It was a large home with a winding driveway set well back in the woods, very secluded and private. I could see why she would host parties out here, you could quite literally run around the yard naked without being seen from the road.

I walked around the truck and helped my wife out and then led her up the stone walkway to the front door.

“This is some place. What does her husband do for a living?” Nancy asked me.

“I really don’t know. I know Mary from a committee we both sit on, but other than that I don’t know a lot about them.”

“Hey! Welcome!” Mary said, opening the door and stepping out before we had quite made it to the door. She was dressed in a simple cream colored silk pullover that made her large chest seem even more prominent and the same dark skirt she had worn in my office a few days previous. She moved to Nancy and gave her a warm hug and then gave me the same, pressing her large chest into mine. “Come on in. Dean is out back grilling some steaks.”

“This is some place you have.” My wife said as Mary led us through the house to the kitchen, which was practically as large as our living room.

“It’s a bit large, but we like to entertain, so it comes in handy for parties and such.”

“What does Dean do for a living?” I asked Mary as she started moving dishes of food to the dining room table.

“Actually he’s a personal injury lawyer. I don’t really love his work, but he’s good at it and obviously, he makes a bundle.” Mary answered with a laugh.

“I think you’re talking about me again.” A man said as he walked into the kitchen from the back deck. He stood about six foot and was probably in his late thirties, which made sense since I figured Mary for her early thirties.

“Dean, this is Mike and Nancy… This is my husband Dean.” Mary said as we shoot hands all around.

“Well, let’s eat before the steaks get cold.” He said as we all moved to the dining room.

Dinner was great and after we played spades for several hours, having a great time. Nancy seemed to be hitting it off well with Mary as they cleaned the table and dishes up before we left. On the way home I found out that they had decided we would play again the next week and that Mary had invited her along shopping this weekend. Both of which surprised me.

*******

Saturday came and the girls spent several hours gone shopping in St Louis. When Nancy got home she refused to show me what she had purchased, leaving me quite curious for the rest of the day. After dinner she sent me off to take a shower, since I had been working in the yard and was sweaty and stinky, and didn’t want to have to smell me while we watched a movie she had gotten for us.

I came back out wearing only a pair of workout shorts, and was shocked when I saw Nancy sitting in my oversized recliner wearing a very sexy sheer outfit. “Wow!” was all I could say.

“You like?” she said climbing from the chair and turning slowly so I could see all of her. The outfit was a red shear gown that went to floor level, and she had on a pair of very tiny red panties and a red lace bra on under. It was all I could do to not run over and attack her right then.

“I love it.”

“Mary said you would. She seems to think that guys get really turned on with things like this.” She said as she stepped over to me. “I thought maybe it would be a good idea to see if she was right.” She said as she pushed my workout shorts down, letting them slide to my ankles as my hard dick swung back and forth in front of her. “It seems she was right.”

It was towards the end of April and I was working late at the office completing an important report. To the best of my knowledge, I was the only person still working, so it was a surprise when I popped into the office to use the photocopier and found Betty still working at her desk.

Betty had been working for us for about six months, but I didn’t know her particularly well. She shared an office with her boss Gill who didn’t like me because she disapproved of my unconventional private life and was not one to keep her opinions to herself. Betty was mid thirties, divorced with teenage children. We didn’t work closely together and had never really done anything more than exchange pleasantries although once or twice she had raised her eyebrows at Gill’s bitchy remarks aimed at me.

“Hi,” I said, “I hadn’t realised anyone else was here.”

“Oh, we’ve had a lot of work dumped on us and I could do with the overtime. Besides it stops Gill moaning,” she laughed.

“If you can stop her moaning you’re doing better than me,” I responded.

“I know,” she said, “What’s her problem with you? You always seem nice enough.”

“She disapproves of my lifestyle. I take it you’ve been warned to keep away from me for your moral well being.”

“Well she said you were a filthy pervert who got up to all sorts of weird things, but she’s such a prude I’m sure she was exaggerating,” said Betty.

“To be fair she wasn’t that far of the mark. My wife Sue and I both have a high sex drive and adventurous nature so we will normally try anything once and usually more than once. But you’ve nothing to worry about. I accept that most people aren’t interested and am happy to keep my distance.”

“So what’s Gill’s problem?” she said. “Have you ever had a fling with her that turned sour?”

“Good god no! She just has this attitude that people who don’t live their lives in a way she approves of are wrong and she can’t seem to just live and let live.”

“Well Bayrampaşa Escort I don’t see the problem. Just because I’m a fat frumpy middle aged woman with no sex life why should I resent you enjoying yourself.” (Betty was a size twenty something dress size.)

“Don’t be hard on yourself. You are a lovely woman who a lot of men find attractive. Carrying a few extra pounds doesn’t stop you being sexy.”

“That’s very nice but you’ve already said you would keep a distance from me.”

“Only on the assumption that you aren’t interested. If you were that would change. “

“So if I did this,” and with no more ado walked over to me and gave me a full on passionate kiss.

I responded in the only way I knew how by thrusting my tongue into her open mouth and taking her in my arms while I caressed the ample flesh of her upper body. We held the kiss for what seemed like an age as neither of us wanted to break the moment. Finally we broke off and gazed into each other’s eyes.

“Wow! That was a very pleasant surprise,” I said.

“So where do we go from here?” she asked, slightly nervously.

“Wherever you want to go. I’ll do whatever you feel comfortable with.”

Her eyes glanced down to the front of my trousers. “I’d like to go there,” she said reaching forward and cupping her hand around the bulge in my pants.

As she did this I pulled her close and resumed kissing her, while moving my hand to the point where her skirt met her nylon clad thighs. I worked my hand up between her thighs, as she continued to massage the growing bulge in my pants. I found to my surprise and delight that she was wearing stockings rather than tights, as my hand made contact with the bare flesh at the top of her nylons.

“Oh yes that feels good!” murmured Betty, as I toyed with her naked flesh and ran my fingers under her stocking tops. She then moved her hands up to the waistband of my trousers and started to unfasten them. Bayrampaşa Escort Bayan She then pulled down both my trousers and boxers freeing my rapidly swelling cock.

Meanwhile, as I moved my hand higher I had another surprise when instead of making contact with her panties, my fingers found a warm moist area at the entrance to her vagina. I gently fingered her while she massaged my cock into a full erection.

Betty then took the initiative again by dropping to her knees and running her tongue up the full length of my cock before taking the tip between her luscious lips. She gazed up at me with a lustful look in her eyes and started to unbutton her blouse revealing her enormous tits encased in a white lacy bar.

Still holding the tip of my cock in her mouth, Betty then removed her bar, cupping her pendulous breasts before letting them fall free and turning her attention back to my cock. She slowly took the whole length into her mouth before withdrawing and teasing the tip with her tongue. She gradually speeded up, lubricating the shaft with her saliva, while her enormous breasts swung to and fro. Meanwhile I ran my fingers through her soft brown hair and gently massaged her naked shoulders.

Back and forth she went stimulating my cock with a combination of her lips, tongue and throat. Eventually she pulled away momentarily, looked up at me and said, “I want you to fuck my face and come in my mouth,” before taking my cock back between those lovely lips.

Always willing to accede to such a request, I held her head tighter and began to buck my hips, ramming my cock deep into her willing mouth before pulling most of the way out, then thrusting deep into her throat as she sucked as hard as she could. After a few minutes of this I could hold back no longer and told Betty that I was about to come. She pulled away balancing the end of my cock on the tip of her tongue, while finishing me off with her hands. I shot Escort Bayrampaşa a large amount of cum into her open mouth.

Betty closed her mouth and I assumed she was going to swallow, but instead she crawled across the office to Gill’s chair and spat the fluid onto the seat before rubbing it in with her hand. She looked at me with a mischievous grin and said, “there the stuck up bitch can sit in that in the morning.”

I said, “How about I get you off and make you come all over Gill’s chair.”

“Oh yes, that would be delightful,” she said, hitching up her skirt and squatting over the chair with her legs wide apart.

I knelt behind her, running my tongue all the way from her slit to her arsehole. I carried on with the long slow licking and moved my hand to the front of her pussy in order to rub her clit with my fingers. After a while, I pushed my thumb inside her and stimulated her between thumb and fingers, whilst running my tongue around her arsehole.

Betty sighed and moaned with pleasure as my tongue started to probe the inside of her arsehole. I pushed all of my fingers into her wet slit while licking her arse. Suddenly, I felt her body convulse and a flood of wetness covered my fingers. I got up and moved in front of Betty as she ground her dripping pussy into the seat of the chair.

We kissed and then took turns to lick her sticky juices from my fingers.

“Oh my god! That was so naughty and yet so nice!” she said.

“As long as you enjoyed it, that’s all that matters.”

“So,” she said, “what will you say to your wife about being late home tonight.”

“The truth, that I was working late on an important report,” I said, adding after a pause, “before having wild sex with a hot sexy woman.”

“How would she react to that?” asked Betty.

“No doubt by asking if the woman in question was straight or bi,” I replied.

“And what would you say to that?”

“What would you like me to say?”

“That she’s never been with a woman but might be willing to try,” said Betty.

“I think she’ll be very happy with that,” I said.

We got dressed and kissed before going back to finish off our work, but something told me that Betty and I would be seeing a lot more of each other in future.

I came across an old souvenir last night. I was packing up to move into my new house when I found an old postcard – a faded picture of a perfectly white beach with translucently turquoise water. “Cancun” was written in the lower right corner. I flipped it over and read my message from what must be over a decade ago.

“Dear Mom and Dad,

How are you doing? I don’t know if I mentioned it to you, but I ended up going to Cancun for spring break. It cost a little more than I thought it would and now I’m stuck here unless I can get some money for the trip back. I’m really sorry about this. You can reach me at the Hotel del Sol.”

I never sent it, because I managed to find a few pesos to pay for a phone call to them and they wired some money over the same day. It was probably the craziest time of my life. Or at least the craziest thing I’ve ever done.

I blame it all on Azure. I met her in college. Tall, taller than me even at an even 6 feet tall. She had the wide, big boned frame of a jock, but she didn’t play sports and stood slouched over, with her shoulders hunched up, as if she was trying to be small. Her breasts were a little too small for her frame, and her hips extra wide giving her an uneven pear-like proportionality. She could have been a model for one of those Renaissance nudes with the small hemispherical breasts, rounded belly and generous hips. When we first met, I wasn’t even particularly attracted to her, being hung up on a petite little red-headed girl at the time.

We first met at the drive buddy board. I was planning to spend spring break at home, but needed a ride. There was this bulletin board at school where people who needed companions to split costs with would post ads. As I walked up to the board, I could not help but notice Azure, sporting a full head of bright blue hair. I came up to look at the board, and she accosted me.

“I’m going – you wanna come along?” she asked me in a melodious contralto. I looked up at her, and said “Yeah,” contrary to all sense. Maybe I did it because I’d never been asked to spend an entire week with a girl. Or maybe I wanted to go do the Spring Break experience at least once in my life. Part of me figured that it would never happen anyways.

“Ok, meet you in 15 out by Cobb Gate.”

“We’re going, like, NOW? I still have a final!”

“Move it or lose it, buddy. Get packed, and meet me there in 30, and bring some food.”

I emailed the professor that I was sick. Threw some stuff in a duffel bag, and just left. There was something about Azure’s carefree confidence that attracted me. No matter what happens, I thought to myself, this would be an adventure.

We met at the gate and finally introduced ourselves. With a name like Azure, I could see why she was fond of the color blue. Besides the blue hair, she wore blue lipstick, painted her nails blue, and, as she told me matter-of-factly, only wore blue underwear. The first leg of the trip would be to Omaha, where she would drop off the car for a friend. From there it was by train to the border, and a bus in Mexico. No wonder we were leaving early.

She told me that she needed company because she was “not good with boredom.” And splitting gas and hotel rooms wouldn’t hurt either. She was a real alterna-chick. An extreme feminist, multiculturalist, revolutionary and activist all rolled into one. At least three times a day, I got a lecture on how everything she did was designed to upset the patriarchy. The blue hair, for example, was to protest the patriarchy’s demand that women conform to sexist ideals of beauty, elevating the surface over the substance. With blue hair, she assured me, men would have to go beyond looks and actually try to like her for who she was.

I called her on her smoking habit though, which was both unhealthy and bad for the environment.

“All the cool people do it” was her only reply, waving a cigarette stained with her blue lipstick in front of my face. The trip to Omaha was fun – much more fun than I expected. Azure was highly intelligent and we had some great conversations. And she was not at all shy about sex.

“I’ll have sex with any man I want. I don’t have a problem with using them for sex just like they use women for sex. The time for equality has come,” she proclaimed to me. I felt an uncomfortable tightness in my jeans at the thought that I might be getting laid. I was not a virgin, but I’d only had one steady girlfriend and one drunken one-night stand. It had been over a year since my last time, and I began to see Azure in a whole new light. But she still acted the same way towards me. I think she enjoyed being able to play with my mind.

We arrived late in Omaha and we got lost looking for the guy’s house. We ended up getting a motel room together – one bed, to save money. I was tired from the long drive, but the thought of sleeping with someone again had me jittery with excitement. I wanted to ask her if we would be having sex, but I thought that it would sound too naïve. So I brushed my teeth and got ready for bed. I didn’t think to bring pj’s, so I put on some shorts instead. She was in Haramidere Escort what would have been an oversize t-shirt on another girl, but on her, it was small enough that I could glimpse turquoise underwear just below the hem.

“Is that really what you wear to bed?” she asked me.

“Uh – I mean – well, no. I was just trying to be considerate.”

“Don’t tell me that you’re trying to impose sexist rules of conduct and an inferior role on me.”

I took off the shorts. The boxers did nothing to hide my erection. She just smirked at me, having won yet another point. She turned off the lights and took off the t-shirt. I slid into bed next to her. I turned my back to her, both to keep my erection away and to let her know that I was not some kind of pervert that would attack her just because we happened to share a bed. But she pulled me onto my back and straddled me.

“I’m not going on Spring Break and not having sex,” she said, running her hands across my hairy chest. She rubbed her panties along the length of my hardening member. My boxers chafed against my groin, but it was a small price to pay for sex. Her pert breasts jiggled above me and I ached to hold them. Yet it seemed to me that this was nearly a dream and I was afraid that any action would turn this back into a fantasy. A dampness spread through the opening of my boxers as she became aroused. I could feel the tiny nub of her clit stroking the head of my penis.

Suddenly, she sat up. Her right hand snaked through the opening in my boxers and pulled out my dick while her left pushed the turquoise cotton aside to reveal a thick thatch of black hair. Squatting down slightly, she rubbed the head along her slit, lubing it up for entry. She lowered herself onto me in slow stages, each brief descent accompanied by a low grunt.

“Oh my, this is an unexpected pleasure,” she exclaimed. The other two girls had both said that I was above average in size, but I had always wondered if they were just being nice.

“I hope this can last long enough to pleasure me,” she continued, taking back the compliment that she had just paid me. But I knew that I would last more than long enough for her. Unlike most kids my age, my problem was that I took too long to come.

“I hope you can last long enough to finish me,” I replied.

“Don’t get too cocky,” she punned, laughing at her own joke. “I don’t know if I can even get off if you just lay there like a log.” Her teasing finally brought it home to me that I was going to be screwing this girl for the next week. So I got over my worries that she would just stop and raised my hands to her breasts. She smiled and let me explore her body.

Her breasts were soft and springy to my touch. The nipples were hard little nubs on the ends of her over-large, pink aureoles. Putting one arm around her back, I pulled myself up until she was sitting in my lap, riding my cock up and down. My mouth came to just below the hollow at the bottom of her neck. I was not very experienced, but I did know one thing: all girls have sensitive necks. So I began lightly kissing and nibbling there. She started to moan in earnest.

“Yes, baby,” she breathed. Her hips switched to a rolling motion, grinding her clit painfully into my groin. Still supporting her with one arm, I moved down to her breasts, taking each nipple into my mouth in turn. I started light – just barely touching them with my lips, and steadily increased the sensation until I was lightly nibbling on each breast. Her motions became more urgent, but it wasn’t doing much for me. In this position, she could not hit the sensitive glans of my penis. My dick curves backwards a little bit, which means that the ridge behind the head rub right against the g-spot of most women, but it means that it’s hard for me to get the right amount of friction.

Feeling her juices soaking down to my balls, I decided to take her over the edge. I pushed against her with my head, using my arm wrapped around her back as a fulcrum to lever her onto her back. She fell with a thud onto the bed. Now climbing on top of her, I pulled her legs up and to either side, letting me slip my entire length into her, and I began thrusting with strength and power, but not too fast. She grunted as my thrusts banged my pubic bone right into her clit.

“Not so hard,” she said, putting one hand over my pubic hair. Her long arms wrapped around me, grabbing hold of my buttocks. And she moved me in and out of her, masturbating herself with my entire body. Her hands began to clench hard, the baby blue colored nails digging into my skin. The thrusts became shorter and faster. Suddenly, she let go, her lower lip tucked underneath her pearly white front teeth. Her head shook from side to side and a low whine whistled out from her clenched mouth. I continued to thrust, not knowing what else to do. Unable or unwilling to unclench her jaw, she pushed against my chest with her left hand to signal me to stop. I slowed down gradually, gazing at her scrunched up eyes. I realized that I had no recollection of her eye color. When I finally came to a stop, Haramidere Escort Bayan she put her arms around me and held me tight against her.

“Mmmmmmmm…”

My hard dick was still buried inside of her. I had an overwhelming need to come. I began to thrust again, squirming to get maximum friction.

“Nuh huh,” she purred, “I’ll be too sore for tomorrow night.” And pushed me off of her. My cock slipped out into the cold air, slick with her juices. I looked from her to it and back again, trying to hint that maybe there was something that she left undone.

“Good boy, you made me a very satisfied woman tonight. I’m glad I picked well back at school.” And she slid around until her head was back where the pillows were and slipped herself back underneath the covers. I was not sure of the etiquette of this situation. Was I allowed to masturbate with her sleeping right there? I slid in beside her and started to stroke. I was still slick with her juices, and the image of her breasts bouncing over me was still fresh in my mind.

“Would you stop fidgeting! I’m trying to sleep over here.”

She knew exactly what I was doing, and apparently it amused her to keep me unsatisfied. I played along, more out of fear of being cut off than anything. I dreamt about getting a blow job from a pair of perky little breasts, just like hers. Don’t ask – dreams are weird like that.

We delivered the car the next morning, and her friend’s dad gave us a ride to the train station. I bought my ticket at the counter. It was going to be about a 27 hour trip, but to save money, we got regular seats. Money was a big issue, or else I would have splurged on a sleeper ticket for myself just to give us a chance to continue last night’s activities.

We found ourselves in a small compartment. It was meant for four people, but train travel was not as popular as it used to be, so we had the entire thing to ourselves. When the train got moving, she got out a book, some existentialist drivel by Sartre, and stuck her nose in it, ignoring me completely. I looked at the scenery before taking out my textbook. I was nearly failing math and this would be a good time to bone up. It was required for my major, and I really didn’t want to have to take it over the summer.

After several long, silent hours, we arrived in Kansas City. Here we suffered the intrusion of an elderly married couple. The woman took one look at Azure and started to back out of the compartment, but ran into her husband, who was trying to enter with his walker right behind her. Judging from his cloudy eyes, he couldn’t see well, and he more or less bulldozed her inside. Smiling sweetly, Azure got up from her seat across from me and sat down next to me.

“Sit here, please,” she told them, her voice dripping honey. I got up and helped the man with his walker. They introduced themselves as Mr. and Mrs. Charles Galway. They were on their way to Dallas to see their grandchildren. Mrs. Galway clutched her purse to her chest and shot withering looks at Azure. Azure replied with sweet smiles and flirted with Mr. Galway, while I tried to keep from smirking or laughing out loud.

It only took Mr. Galway an hour to fall asleep and start snoring. Mrs. Galway got even more nervous, squinting her eyes at Azure as if she was staring down a feral dog. Azure smiled and put her arm around me. She moved her mouth close to my ear and whispered things about last night that made my boxers seem much tighter than before. My cheeks must have begun to flush bright red because I heard a loud “Huff” from Mrs. Galway. She quickly turned her head away as Azure licked all up and down my ear, shooting the old lady a lusty look. Azure’s fingers began to play across my chest, circling my nipples. I could see Mrs. Galway peeking out of the corner of her eye. And so it continued throughout the entire state of Oklahoma.

Azures hands and mouth were all over me. She kissed me deeply with her mouth wide open, turning my head to the side to give the old lady a good view. She kissed and licked my neck, her hands slipping underneath my t-shirt. By the time we were closing on the Texas border, her hand was inside my shorts, lewdly stroking my cock while Mrs. Galway openly gaped at her behavior. I was beet red with embarrassment. It was an immense relief when we pulled into Dallas.

By now dark had fallen, and only a few passengers got on board, so Azure and I were left alone again. The conductor came by to check out tickets and announced that the dining cart would be closing in thirty minutes. Her friend’s family had packed us food for the trip, so we had no need to pay the inflated prices in the dining car. Azure closed the door behind him, and turned back to me, grinning.

“Hey there, beet-boy. Still excited? I sure am.”

Licking her lips, she advanced upon me. Opening the fly of her jeans, she pulled them down to her ankles, along with her royal blue panties. Spreading her knees wide, she demanded that I repay her for the attentions of the last few hours. I glanced nervously at the door, but she took my head in her Escort Haramidere hands and guided me down. Her crotch smelled strongly of her scent, and I could also see a large wet spot in her panties. But there was also more than a hint of urine. I had not had much experience in eating pussy, and I had never dived into one that had not been recently cleaned, but she continued to press my head down.

“That’s it, baby,” she encouraged me. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick. She had a sharp, acidic taste. Her juices were thin, like water, and I began to overcome my initial disgust and work at it in earnest. She guided my head with her hands and told me how to please her. My tongue was aching when she finally came, her knees squeezing together until I thought that my head would pop like a teenager’s zit. I couldn’t get a breath, and pushed at her legs with my arms. Eventually, I was able to force them open a bit and took deep, shuddering breaths of the sweet outside air.

“Very good, boy. Inexperienced, but enthusiastic. I think it’s time for your reward.” She tossed me a bottle. “Get naked and put that on,” she ordered. I looked at the bottle, turning it over until I could see the label. It was K-Y jelly. Since I was still wiping up her juice off of my chin, I wondered why she thought that it would be necessary. But I took off my clothes anyways. She was already neatly folding her pants and pulling off her shirt.

“Did you know that Texas still has laws against sodomy?”

“Uh,” I answered, trapped in my t-shirt in my haste to get it off.

“Oral sex is sodomy. But so is something else. As long as we’re in Texas, we’re going to protest against their oppressive regime. You completed part one. Time for act two.”

My shirt was now off, and I gaped at her. Did this mean what I thought it meant? I found the bottle of K-Y underneath my shirt and decided to put it on. Azure was looking at me over her shoulder. For some reason, she did not seem as cocky to me as she had before. I sat down across her legs and lightly rubbed her ass. It was generously wide, with plump, succulent cheeks. I spread them apart and looked at her rosebud. It was pink and clean and gaped slightly open, as if it were inviting me in. My cock jumped at the implied invitation.

“What are you waiting for?”

I had never had anal sex with a woman before, but during my long drought I had discovered the joys of pornography. I had whacked off to story after story, learning all sorts of things in the process. It was not until I started reading these stories that I discovered a passion for anal sex. So I read every story about it and learned. Most of the stories were a load of crap, but there were several with useful information. I figured that I would do this right.

“You’ve never done this before, have you?” I guessed.

“No, but how hard can it be? Hurry up, I’m nervous enough as it is!”

I figured any attempt to dive right into it would be doomed to failure. I spread her legs and flipped her over. She protested, but there was not much she could do about it – I’m stronger than I look. I put my head between her legs and I started to eat her out again, putting to good use the lessons she had just taught me. I think I did a credible job. She was nervous, but she eventually came again. Then I began to lick down lower, on her anus. I was relieved to find that it tasted slightly of soap. To be honest, I found it preferable to the taste of her pussy. She gasped as I licked her rosebud, and I could tell that she was tightening up inside. I licked anyways, until she got used to it and relaxed a little. Then I went back to her pussy, getting it good and wet.

I moved up, my dick slightly tacky with drying K-Y, and put it into her pussy. She gave me a funny look, but I ignored it. Between my licking and her own excitement, it slid in easily. Too easily – the K-Y was making it hard for me to get any friction. But I didn’t want to come yet anyways. I filled her up with me, taking long, slow strokes. I found the hollow of her neck, where she was sensitive and started to lick and kiss it. My hands ran along her soft body, stroking and caressing with a light, nearly imperceptible touch. I played with her nipples briefly, before wrapping my lips around them and gently sucking and nibbling. She had stopped caring that I was not putting anything in her ass yet and squirmed underneath me.

“Faster,” she begged, “faster.”

I increased my motion, going faster, but also taking longer strokes. My right hand snaked down to cup her buttock. My fingers wriggled around until they reached the crack of her ass. I ran my middle finger along the crack, feeling her cunt juices and smearing them over her anus. She was dripping wet, and her hands clutched at my ass pulling me into her harder and harder. I had to stop exploring her rear and hang on for dear life as she reached her climax, silently this time, her face clenched tight as if she had eaten a sour lemon. When she let go of my ass, I pulled out of her and bent down to lick at her pussy again. This time I gathered some of her juices on my finger and rubbed it along her anus. I kept my tongue strumming her clit as I explored her ass with my finger. I stroked it, increased the pressure gradually as I went. Suddenly, her ass opened up and let my finger in to the first knuckle. I felt the sphincter tighten up around my finger at the invasion.

I have written 9 chapters about my sexual exploits after my retirement at 65. Anyone that has read them will know that I had a wild sexual past which I gave up to marry and raise a family. This chapter is another story from my younger days as a free spirit in the late sixties early seventies of swinging London, long before I married and settled down.

*****

In the weeks that following the loss of my virginity with Mr Farrow, who was to become my new boss, I had spread my wings. I had continued to have office dalliances with him after hours and things were working out nicely on the job front. The work was easy and I had plenty of time to plan and execute a full social life. I had experienced a few one night stands and I now considered myself as sexually mature because I had fumbled about a bit with a few guys I had met in pubs, or had bent over a desk for Mr Farrow to take me doggy style after hours in the office.

It was at this time that a new staff member, Suzanne started with the company. She was incredibly beautiful, with a slim figure, long flowing golden blonde hair that tumbled in waves across her petite shoulders. She also had the deepest pair of blue eyes that constantly begged others to sleep with her. I watched as the men of all ages became tongue tied and awkward in her presence or stood drooling as she passed them. She seemed to glide across a room rather than wiggle in the way that the rest of us young girls tried to do. She also eschewed the normal “short skirt, tits obvious” mode of dress that we all prescribed to.

Instead Suzanne dressed in flowing dresses made of the lightest fabric. Like me, she never wore a bra and her nipples could often be seen protruding and making little bumps in the front of her top. I recall her wearing a cheese cloth shirt that was so tight, hardly anything was left to the imagination. The older women, what few there were working in those days, did not approve. The men, whilst publicly disapproving, secretly enjoyed the pure sight of her in the way one might admire a striking artwork.

I rushed to emulate her mode of dress whenever I wasn’t at work. Long flowing skirts, tight cheese cloth shirts and the money saved on underwear, well, that could be spent on partying! As time went by, I began to spend a lot of time with Suzanne during our after work visits to the pub. I discovered that we had a lot in common in our likes and dislikes, particularly in music. We were chatting one Friday evening in the local and she quite suddenly invited me to a party the following night. I readily agreed and we arranged to meet at the party. She gave me the address, which was a house in Notting Hill.

Notting Hill London was, in those days, nothing like it is now and certainly nothing like it appears in the film of the same name. The street where the party was had clearly been prosperous at one time with large houses lining either side. At that moment in time, most had been converted to flats and were populated by a very mixed bag of individuals and families. Music drifted from a number of open windows making it seem as though there was a party in every dwelling, and indeed there probably was.

I eventually found the address I had been given and wandered up the short front path. The main door was up a few steps and I noticed that the door was open. A large, round faced guy was sitting on the doorstep and looked up at me as I approached.

‘Hi’, I said with maybe a bit too much enthusiasm, ‘I was told there was a party here; I am a friend of Suzanne’s’. He made no sign that he recognised the name, but nevertheless motioned for me to go inside.

Immediately on entering, the sweet smell of what I now know to be marijuana hit me and the music took on a deeper tone. I walked to the first door and peered in. The room was filled with a fog of smoke and an impossibly large number of people were sitting on various bits Tüyap Escort of worn out furniture, gently nodding to the beat, or engaged in heavy petting. I tried to find out where Suzanne was, but nobody seemed to know her, or weren’t able to process the information in some way. By now the drinks I had brought were beginning to way heavy, so I went in search of somewhere to put them.

When I found it, the large kitchen was also full of people. I decided that these ones had arrived more recently than the lounge dwellers as they still seemed to be in possession of a number of faculties. I grabbed a beer (cheap and plentiful) and smiled at a couple who were leaning against a wall in a corner of the room. I enquired after Suzanne and the girl knew who I was referring to. ‘Oh yeah, she is probably upstairs with Justin in his room. It is the first door on the right off the first landing’. I thanked them and made my way up the stairs. Every wall had been painted with a mixture of graffiti, various political statements and some surprisingly skilled art. I realised that this must be one of the squats that I had heard about in the news.

The bedroom door was ajar when I got there, but I decided to knock anyway. The door opened slightly more in response to my knocks and a voice called ‘Hi!’ I entered the room which was in almost total darkness except for the streetlights shining in through an elegant bay window. Two figures sat in the middle of the bed, one unmistakably the hippie form of Suzanne, the other a young man of about the same age, sporting long black hair and an equally black, but sparse beard. He was thin and looked strikingly like the images I had seen of Jesus. They were sharing a joint. The Jesus lookalike, who had been holding his breath to get the maximum hit from the spliff, exhaled and invited me to sit on the bed with them.

As I sat, I became aware that Suzanne was dressed in one of her ubiquitous cheesecloth shirts which was fully unbuttoned and draped over her breasts. “Jesus” appeared to be completely unclothed, his modestly hidden by a ruff of bedsheet which was pulled up between his legs. Suzanne’s modestly was similarly protected, but neither seemed bothered at my intrusion. Horrified at my gaffe, I quickly started apologising and began to back out of the room. Both of them laughed and assured me in drawling tones that it was ‘cool babe’ and I was once again invited onto the bed.

We sat and talked for a while and I discovered that the Jesus look alike was actually Justin, the self-styled leader of the squatters. They told me that the occupation was a peaceful protest at the Capitalist system as the house was owned, but not lived in, by a rich dude who had made a fortune by some kind of exploitation. At some point during the conversation the joint was offered to me and I took a deep drag as I had seen the others do, taking the smoke deep into my lungs. The coughing fit that followed my inhalation was so violent I felt as though my lungs would land inside out in my lap. The others collapsed in fits of laughter, only stopping when they saw how embarrassed I was.

It must have really shown as their attitude changed instantly. Suzanne knelt up, modesty forgotten and encouraged me to lie down between them. I was glad of this because, at that moment, my head felt as though it was floating about like a child’s balloon in the wind. As I settled back, they both moved in close alongside me, rubbing my upper arms in sympathy. Not much was said for a while as they passed the joint between them and over the top of me. Eventually Suzanne spoke.

‘I told you she was beautiful didn’t I?’

Justin nodded talking another lungful of the exotic herb and surveying me with thickly glazed eyes. I have always been a sucker for flattery and I reached up to take the joint next time it was passed. I took care to take only a small amount in this time Tüyap Escort Bayan and was rewarded with a warm floating sensation. Sudden noises took on a pronounced presence and I was aware of my own heart beating.

‘Come on Babe, make yourself more comfortable, and loose those clothes’. It was Justin’s voice, but Suzanne’s hands that started to unbutton my shirt. One by one the tightly closed buttons were released causing my shirt to gap all down the front. Justin turned on his side and propped himself up on his elbow to watch. The music echoed in my head as the room slowly came in and out of focus. I willingly rolled to one side, and then raised my lower half from the bed to allow her to unzip and remove my skirt. I laid naked between them and let my eyes follow the long redundant ceiling light on its journey around the room.

It was the oddest feeling I had ever experienced. My reactions were certainly dulled, but every sound and smell became somehow exaggerated and larger than life. I felt Suzanne reach across me and watched idly as she ran her hand over Justin’s hairless chest. I looked down and saw with detached fascination that his cock was soft and laid across his thigh. Reaching further, Suzanne took a grip on Justin’s forearm and pulled it across, laying it to rest on my ribcage, just below my breasts.

I closed my eyes settled back to enjoy the feeling. Slowly Justin started to describe small circles around my breasts before finally lightly running his fingertips over them and over my nipples which immediately stood to attention. Another hand joined the first and I realised that it was Suzanne’s. Together they caressed and teased my upper body and breasts before simultaneously running down my stomach as if by some silent command. Entwined, the fingers began to probe and explore, pushing and nudging their way between my legs. As I drifted through a half dream, I opened my legs and allowed them to invade my most intimate of places.

I continued to drift along at total peace, allowing my body to enjoy the stimulation it was receiving. I watched in total fascination as these two naked bodies explored my own. I was exposed to them in every way possible. This was the first time I had registered that all senses are used during sex. The sight of their bodies, Suzanne’s naked breasts with hard nipples, Justin’s taught male figure well defined and his cock, now also hard, pulsing with his heartbeat. The feel of their fingers and the occasional touch of lips on my body and the unmistakable scent of sexual arousal, all heightened to the maximum by my total relaxation.

Suzanne moved across me and took Justin’s cock in her hand. She began to slowly stroke it, letting me see how magnificent it was. Justin moved to a sitting position and then to kneel between my legs. Suzanne continued to stroke him and guide him towards my pussy. I have never wanted anything so much in my life as I wanted him inside me. Slowly and carefully, her hand guided him until his cock head was touching the entrance of my vagina. I tried to push down to accept him into me, but he withdrew, savouring the feeling of himself in my entrance.

Now kneeling beside me, Suzanne used one hand on Justin’s cock and the other to tease my right nipple. She continued to stroke him up and down my wet slit for what seemed a lifetime. I looked at her natural beauty, the large natural breasts, light pink nipples, hard and protruding, slender arms leading to perfect shoulders and her long wavy blonde hair hanging down over me, its colour contrasting with the hair which sprouted under her arms and over her pussy.

As I watched two of the world’s most beautiful people, his cock began to nudge inside my slick wet pussy. Suzanne continued to guide his cock, allowing him to enter me for only a short distance, then a little more at each slow and deliberate thrust. As he started to push harder Escort Tüyap into me, Suzanne moved her hand and laid it flat on my mons. Her index finger ran over my clit, teasing it in time with each thrust, heightening my arousal to impossible levels.

His strokes came regular and hard now, each thrusting me and trapping Suzanne’s hand momentarily before withdrawing and preparing to thrust again. I felt my orgasm begin to build deep within me and was only dimly aware of the door opening and another perfect Jesus like figure entering. Suzanne recognised him immediately. ‘Hi Nick’, she chirped, ‘Come and meet Jacqui’.

‘Hi Jacqui’ he replied, surveying my exposed naked body, ‘It looks like you and my little brother are getting on famously’. All I could manage was muffled nonsense in reply. It didn’t seem to matter as Nick continued to study every inch of me. ‘I wish I had seen you first’ he said, ‘but then again, there is plenty of time’.

I watched enthralled and excited as my orgasm began to take hold as Nick removed the tight tee shirt he was wearing, and began to undo the laced up fly of his skin tight jeans. As be wiggled then down, his cock was gradually revealed. Hard and previously trapped by denim, it sprang forward. I studied it from the tip to the base and followed the line of dark pubic hair up over his navel and the defined slim body which now stood naked before me.

Within seconds, I orgasmed in a frenzied thrash of muffled gasps and squeals. Justin rode me like a bucking bronco maintaining his position, thrusting harder. As my inner muscles contracted, they made a tight fit around the length of Justin’s penis. Sealed as they were with my lubricating juices, Justin’s sudden withdrawal made an audible slurp. He quickly moved to the side of me and in two strokes began to cum in huge globs all over my tingling titties. Suzanne moved to the end and grabbed Nicks cock, guiding him as she had his brother, right towards my waiting, wet open twat. Nick did not wait, but thrust his full hardness into me and immediately began to fuck me in long hard thrusts.

Suzanne moved to lay alongside me, lifting my head into the crook of her arm and then holding me like a child as Nick continued with his merciless fucking. She tightened her grip of me as Nick’s face began to contort, signalling his readiness to ejaculate. I had been expecting him to pull out as his brother had done, but instead he rammed his cock into my cunt simultaneously shooting spurt after spurt of his spunk deep into my womb. Suzanne kissed me on the cheek as he finally withdrew his cock limp and spent. Without a word, he walked out of the room without bothering to dress.

I lay stunned for a while before I found any words. ‘How rude’ I giggled.

‘Take no notice, that is not what Nick is really like, it is probably the drink and atmosphere that made him behave like that.’

‘You don’t mind them fucking me then?’

‘Why should I?’ Suzanne looked at me with a puzzled expression.

‘Well, some people are a bit funny about who their boyfriend shags.’

‘Oh, no neither of them are my boyfriend Jacqui, we are quite open here, nobody is exclusively screwing anyone else. In fact, all the girls have been on the receiving end of those two at one time or another.’

I sat silent, trying to take it all in. So this was the free love I had heard about. It wasn’t made up to vilify the young at all, it really did exist.

Suzanne reached out and took my hand. ‘Come on, I will show you’.

We didn’t bother to dress, but walked naked hand in hand down the staircase and back into the lounge next to the kitchen. The music was still playing. I watched as she moved around the room with a mixture of grace, elegance and mystery that, years later, I was reminded of by the lyrics of the song “Year of the Cat” by Al Stewart.

As if to underline her point, she crouched in front of a young man who was sitting in an armchair smoking and nodding his head in time with the music. She turned and smiled at me as she opened his fly and drew out his cock. I knew than that my life had once again moved on and would never be the same.