The Traveling Worker Ch. 05

(I have enjoyed writing the Dallas story, this is all fiction, but look out for the traveling worker going to Baltimore and Louisville)

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After meeting with Wendy on Thursday night, I wasn’t sure my brain could transition into getting ready for another massage whether it was that night or early the next morning, and that was because she and I connected like lovers would, but after realizing that Shannon was waiting to hear from me, I decided to give her a call.

It was about 10:00 pm by the time Wendy left, so I gave Shannon’s hotel room a shot:

“As she answers the phone, my voice caught in my throat, because it almost sounded like my ex-girlfriend.

“Shannon, its Tim, how are you?”

“Oh, I am OK, just a little tired; it was a long day of exhibiting today.”

“So what’s up, did you get done with your other meeting?” she asks

“Yes I did, that’s why I am calling, and I wanted to find out when you wanted to set up your massage.”

She takes the time into consideration, and says that we can meet after an early breakfast, like 7:00 am.

We disconnect, I shower and clean up the room, and begin to think more about who this woman is. As I lay down, and my mind wanders into my past, I remember the days of how Shannon and I met, and how much passion we shared, and I also remembered how we left things, with a fractured relationship, and broken hearts.

So it left me very unsure as to whether I wanted to see her again, and before I realized it, I had fallen asleep.

The next thing I know there was a knock at the door, and I wake up thinking it can’t be 7:00 am already.

I check my clock, and its 3:00 am, and I am wondering who in the world could be knocking at the door this early, in the middle of the night, and grabbing my cane just in case, I get to the door and as I do:

“Who is it?”

“It’s Shannon, Tim”

“I know what time it is, but I kept waking up, and I needed to see you.”

Hearing this I open the door, and allow her entry into my bedroom, and boy was I in for a surprise.

It was not my ex-girlfriend, but it was a Shannon which I knew from my past.

“Tim, thank you for letting me in, do you remember me?”

“Shannon, you have to give me more details than your first name.”

“Well, if you remember from freshman year you and your roommate Patrick would always do the dunking of females when they came to your room if they did any mouthing off.”

“Oh, Shannon, yeah, and you kept coming back, and mouthing off, as if you wanted to be dunked, as if you loved getting put in those cold showers, and having to walk back to your room with wet hair and wet clothes.”

“That still doesn’t explain why you are in my room at 3:00 am.”

Well, by 3:15 am, she certainly would take the time to show me, and she had us in the bedroom, and naked, and she had her own suitcase of toys which she enjoyed to bring herself to orgasm.

This şirinevler escort consisted of three specific things which she wanted me to use, anal beads, handcuffs, and a dildo. I would find out how she would want to use them during the sunrise.

Remembering the descriptions I got back when we were in college, I would get descriptions from Sean later in the day, and Shannon had not changed that much, she was still a tiny bombshell, 5’2, 125, and smooth skin, and long auburn hair. She is a mix of Irish and African American, so she has some of the nicest brown skin you will ever see, and her eyes are a greenish brown, and she has a smile which can melt hearts. Her feet are small and cute, and her legs are thin yet powerful. One of her best features is her breast, and on that small frame, a 36 c look large, but the bottom line is they are nice and firm, because she was a cheerleader, and I would always see her in the gym when I would go.

Instead of starting anything in the middle of the night, she decided that she just wanted to cuddle up close to me, which I wasn’t exactly sure why, but I was determined to find out, it seems that there were some untold feelings from college which she wanted to explore, but I didn’t want to interrupt the mood which was building, because I never had an opportunity to see what she was like in college, I just had a chance to see her in a wet t-shirt, and grab on to her long locks of wet hair.

As we cuddled close, I learned that she smelled like apple cinnamon, and I truly loved that smell,, but it made me want to nibble her, and I did just that, starting at her neck, and she purred like a kitten.

Since we were already naked this could work to my advantage, and she was very tired, and I continued light nibbles around her ear lobes, and she would push back into me, as if she wanted more, as I curled my arm around her to caress her breast and nipples.

This was going to be a different kind of night, I could sense that from the moment I opened the door, I wanted to take it slow with her, and see if what was really there, is true, while at the same time ensuring the pleasure she wants is fulfilled.

I slowly roll her to her back, as she is still sleeping, and begin to nibble down her body from her neck to her nipples, slowly nibbling her breast, and sucking her nipples.

When I do this She squirms and begins to move and wake up, so that is when I decide to lock her hands above her head with the handcuffs. I kiss from her forehead down her face and to her lips, and just whisper:

“This will give you everything that you want, and I hope that you can tell me all of your desires before it is all said and done.”

She just smiles, and says nothing, so I continue my journey, as I kiss down her belly and to her hips and as she begins to really squirm, I take my place between her legs, and start to finger her slowly, and topkapı escort sliding more fingers deeper inside her.

She continues to get wetter and wetter, and I then dive into her clit, making sure to pay extra attention to how she taste, and enjoying every lick.

With this, her moans get louder, and her hips begin to grind as if she is riding a cock, but she doesn’t move her hands, and she wants more.

So with my other hand, I start to slide the anal beads toward her ass, but first I begin to lubricate it with the wetness from all of her juices from her pussy, and making sure that she is good and open for the beads to slide in easily.

Her ass sways from side to side, as she begins to realize what I am about to do:

“Oh Tim, the beads will do it for me, please give them to me slowly.”

As I hear this, I want to go even slower than she wants me to, and I have to make sure to tease her as well, because I want to have her on the edge for a lot longer than she can stand.

I slide my finger into her ass, giving her a feeling of what it will be like to be penetrated, and making sure that she has a view of the beads, she begins to grind back and forth, as I play with her clit, pushing my fingers into her pussy, and also sliding a finger into her as to spread her open.

Her moans are getting me hot, and it is making me want to see how far I can take this, but most of all it is getting my cock hard, and I want to burry it into her, but I am on a journey to bring her off in a way I never have another woman, so I take my time, to calm myself down, and make sure that she stays right on the edge, as I fondle the beads, and tease not only her vision by showing her the beads, but her sense of feel by letting her ass feel the beads right there on her.

Slowly I take the smallest bead and slide it up into her ass and she squeals with delight, and when she gets comfortable, I go for another bead, and from the looks of the string, there are 10 beads, and I have no idea how she is going to fit them all, but, I am willing to try if she is.

With every bead that goes in, I give her a celebratory lick on her clit, and she shutters with a mini orgasm.

I crawl up next to her and whisper to her how proud of her I am, that she is being so good, as we kiss with passion, and she tries to move her hands, and I tweak her nipples, as if to get her back in line.

She asks me what I am going to do with the dildo, and my eyes twinkle with delight, as I slide down her legs and start to kiss down toward her feet, and as I go back up to her pussy, I take the dildo, and slowly push it toward her opening, and as I push the head in, I slide the second to last bead into her ass, and as the dildo goes in deeper, she shivers, and groans, and her legs go higher into the air.

She rocks back and forth, bringing her knees into her chest, and beginning to enjoy the ride.

“Oh çapa escort yes Tim, you are doing it right, now slide the last bead in, and keep it there.”

Hearing this, I go ahead and slide the last bead in, and seemingly the largest bead into her ass, and we begin to take her for the ride of her life.

I push my finger into her ass to make sure the beads are all the way into her ass, and she begins to grind harder against the dildo.

I then hold the dildo and pulling it in and out, we build up a rhythm, making sure to keep a steady pace, and making sure she has everything she wants.

I hold her thighs, and I see her straining to hold on to the orgasm, and see the ripples of her muscles as she is trying to push through the desires she has.

I then take her pleasure one step further, and nibble her thighs, and right down to her clit, and lick at it, and I feel her squirt around the dildo. I begin to pump the dildo in and out of her twisting it inside her, and as I pull it out, she squirts again.

I hold her clit in my mouth, and her thighs clamp down on my head, and she pulls her body around my head, and begins that short journey to a big orgasm.

“Tim, you know what I want, you are going to give me a big orgasm, the hell with the small ones, please make me come!”

We had been at it for over an hour and a half now, and we were both perspiring now, and it was close to 5:00 am now, but it did not matter now, she was a freight train going downhill toward a mountain, loaded with dynamite.

This explosion was going to be huge, and I was right in the middle of it, and I was proud to be the man who was giving it to her.

Slowly I popped out one bead, and she shivered with delight, and she squirted again, and I licked harder on her clit.

So I would keep licking her clit, and as she would moan harder or grind harder, I would pop out another bead, and she would squirt, and my chin was holding the dildo in place, so we had a plan for getting her over the edge, and as I found the right spot and right rhythm on her clit, she started to grind so hard that the dildo felt like it was going to knock out teeth, but we had her ready to explode, and I still had five beads to go, so I pulled out two beads, and she squirted and shivered harder, and her orgasm came this time.

It lasted for probably a minute, as she clamped down, her toes curled, and I pulled out all of the beads, I continued licking her clit, and pushed the dildo all the way into her.

With the continuation of her orgasm, she took her handcuffed hands and placed them over my head, to hold me in place, and I didn’t mind, because I knew she needed to feel stable.

I let go of her clit, and we let go of each other, as her toes uncurled, and I pulled up next to her and kissed her softly on the cheek, as I unlocked her hands.

She dosed off, with the dildo still inside her, and I curled up next to her, but I was still left to wonder if this was to be the beginning of something special. In my mind, I knew this was the end of the Dallas trip, I was just hopeful that Shannon and I would be able to build from this early morning of passion.

The end of the traveling Worker in Dallas.

The Scent of an Older Woman

I don’t go very often to the gym to work out, preferring to go for a quick run around the neighborhood or knocking the tennis ball around the court. When I do go, I am amused by the muscle-bound idiots indulging in hours of public narcissism in front of the gym mirrors. Most of the women there, while having firm, well-toned, sweaty bodies don’t turn me on either.

But there is one woman there who simply knocks me dead, and this is how I finally found myself inside her.

It was a slow Thursday evening at the gym. I was running my 5 k on the treadmill, listening to my 80s mix on my Walkman. She walked in at around six, when there were only 6-7 others working out. She stood in the center of the room and started stretching. Her black stretch pants were tight against her perfectly rounded ass. She was wearing an olive green sports bra to work out in. On anyone else the color would look ghoulish, but against her fair skin, it looked right. The size of her bra though, as usual, seemed wrong. Always a size too small so that the top halves of her boobs were more out than in. Every bend and lunge during her warm-ups emphasized the shape of her breasts.

As always, I found myself wondering about her age. Her face was wrinkle free, her hair a dark brown. There was not a sign of sag in her large breasts. She could have been in her twenties in those regards. But, if you looked closely, and I had stared at her long enough, you would notice that there was a slight, delightful fold of skin above the waistline of her gym pants. I lusted after that small sign of age and often caught myself fantasizing having it between my lips. Even more that that, she moved with a confidence and grace that came only with age. She had none of that excessive swaying and moving the younger bimbos had. Those younger women in their late teens and twenties spent most of their gym time laughing falsely at nonsensical jokes of the gym pros. I had never seen her giggling with her friends at some guy’s ass or fawning over the biceps of some body builder. No, from the moment she walked in until the moment she hit the showers (Hmmmm, I thought, imagining her under a stream of hot water, naked, soaping her delectable boobs …), you knew this woman had the kind of class that only came with experience and age.

She came toward me, tying her hair up, (what is it about the sight of a woman tying up her hair that drives me to distraction?) and ran on the treadmill next to mine and we exchanged our customary smile in silence. We had an unspoken agreement to not be the kind of gym people who spend more time talking than working out. I saw her tits move under her bra as she ran in small, well-controlled steps. Her sweat ran down the center of her chest forming a perfect line between her heaving globes.

Later, I saw her lift a few weights and could not get my eyes away from the way she moved her hips as she lifted the barbells. I imagined myself kneeling in front of her so that she would move her hips into my face with that erotic rhythm. When she lay on the bench for the presses, I noticed that her breasts pointed straight up to the ceiling, the way a teenager’s would. And yet I knew she could not be younger than my 30 years.

We both ended our workout on the cross trainer. Her machine was just ahead of mine so I had the perfect, uninterrupted view of her tight ass. I saw the outline of her panty run down her ass as her well-toned thighs moved up and down.

She ended her workout a few seconds before I ended mine, did a few stretches which involved bending right in front of me giving me the view of her swaying globes that I knew I would beat off to later that night.

I decided to shower at home so I grabbed my gym bag and walked out of the building only to be caught in the middle of a summer rainstorm. It was a 15-minute jog to my place and I just made it to the shelter at the gate and was debating the sense of making a dash home. Suddenly a silver Mercedes drove up. The driver’s side window lowered and there she was, my fantasy gym partner. She had let her hair down and she looked maddeningly gorgeous as she eyed at my pathetic, drenched body.

“Get in, I can give you a ride,” she offered with a smile I had never seen before.

I jumped in on the opposite side, “Thanks, you are a life saver.”

“Sweet with a hole in the middle?” she quipped. A hot, classy woman with a sense of humor, I thought. Lord give me the strength to not jump her right here in this leather interior Merc! I told her my address and we drove toward there. I was thrilled for once that the traffic was atrocious, giving me more time in the presence of her exciting smell. She had also chosen to shower at home and the car was scented by her gym perspiration, and a sweet, fruity aroma from her bare armpits.

“You know, it’s hard to believe, but we have exercised next to each other for months, but I don’t know your name. I am Renee.”

I told her my name and the usual mutual pleasure halkalı escort in meeting.

“Listen, I don’t think we are going to make it through this,” she said a little impatient, “why not come to my place and then I can drop you home after this rain.” She turned the car around and headed in the opposite, traffic-free direction.

I could not believe my ears. To actually be in her house was way beyond anything I had allowed myself to fantasize about.

“Thanks, if you are sure it’s no hassle,” I said trying to make sure I was not embarrassingly talking to her breasts, “if you think it’s OK with your family,”

“I am alone these days. My son is in college and my husband is away traveling as usual.”

“Must suck that he has to leave you so often on business,” I sympathized falsely, thinking “what a dill weed to leave this hot woman alone at home.”

“Business nothing. He has other women in other cities he likes to …”she hesitated, “visit.”

I was shocked at her honesty and at his idiocy. I decided for once to say what came into my head.

“How could a man leave a woman as gorgeous as you?”

“Sweet of you, but he finds it quite easy after 19 years of marriage to leave me for younger bodies to …f…have sex …you know, lie down with. I think he finds the thought of touching me repulsive”

“I don’t think so,” I told her as we drove up her driveway, “you are so much hotter than any woman I know who is younger than you. I would think your body must be great to touch. I hope you don’t think I am being rude if I tell you, Renee, I think you are the hottest woman at that gym.”

“You are a sweet boy, you know.” She smiled, “don’t worry about me, I am happier at home without that lout. I married him when I was 22 and I quite enjoy being by myself after all these years.” She may have said more, but I was busy calculating her age from the information she had revealed. She was the sexiest 41-year-old around!

They walked into a large hallway and she turned to him, bringing those lusty boobs right in front of him. I could see that the AC in the house had made her nipples stand up, and they were sticking out at me like pointing fingers accusing me of inappropriate behavior.

“You know, you can take a shower in my son’s room,” she suggested innocently enough, “come it’s this way.” She led him up the stairs. “I think you will find the towels under the sink, and I think I put a new soap there last week.”

“Thanks, this is really nice of you. I hope your son won’t mind.”

She shook her head, and I caught the perfume of her lovely hair. She then turned around and left the room, “I think I will go shower as well and wash this sweat off,” she said re-forming the image I had earlier of her in a shower running her soapy hands all over her naked, wet body, massaging her gorgeous breasts, spending extra time caressing her hard nipples. She would then drop one hand down to her ass and let her soapy finger fiddle with her bunghole before bringing to around to her shaved pussy where she would let it rub her pink lips, her erect clit, her …Wow! I knew I had to take that shower cold if I wanted to survive.

I found the towels under the sink like she had said. I tied the towel around my waist and walked over to her son’s bed where I had flung my gym bag. I took out a fresh T-shirt, boxers and pants, when I heard the room door open.

There she was dressed like I was. A pink towel was working hard to cover her generous boobs and her ass. I could see the deep furrow between her globes above the towel. Below I could see her legs go nearly all the way to the darkness in her crotch before the towel covered her again.

She stared at my body and her eyes became large as she saw the effect she was happening on the front of my towel. My growing cock was pushing the heavy towel away from my drying groin, and was soon pointing to the ceiling.

She walked toward me, “Did you mean what you said about me being ‘hot’?” she asked. I simply nodded and looked down to my obvious, growing lust.

She smiled, “Did you mean what you said about touching my body?”

I nodded again as she grabbed the knot holding her towel up. The defeated cloth dropped down her silky legs and I saw that she was indeed shaved clean below the waist. I could not investigate her lower area much as I was being distracted by a view of the roundest tits I had ever seen in real life. Each breast was the size of a grapefruit, and as round and firm. She took my hands and raised them to her lips. She kissed them gently and then sucked each finger in her warm mouth. She then placed my saliva-wet hands below her boobs allowing me to feel their fullness. I began to move my hands around her tits, gently pinching her nipples.

She raised her lips to mine to moan inside my mouth. As her tongue touched mine, my rod pulsated under the towel, making us both moan. She never stopped tonguing me as she grabbed my towel and let merter escort it drop. Still kissing my lips, she wrapped her long fingers around the base of my cock. If I had been a few years younger, I would have sprayed her with cum right then.

“I have to confess something to you before we go much further,” she said, still not releasing me. I almost went soft in her hands as my mind chalked up all the confession possibilities; “I have lusted after your firm ass for a while now. That’s why I always run next to your treadmill. I see you staring at these,” she looked down to her creamy globes in his hands, “but you never see me checking out your hard buns, do you?”

I admitted I did not, but I decided that was the perfect time to drop my mouth to the tits I had imagined sucking every night for weeks. Renee’s nipples were dark and long and I let my teeth run up and down their length. She screamed and grabbed my cock harder. As I licked around her tits, she began to move her hand up and down. Her other hand was rubbing my exposed head right across the pee-slit. It was driving me mad and I began to groan into her breasts. I opened my mouth wide and took one of her weighty boobs into my mouth, covering the entire globe with my lips. Inside my mouth, I let my tongue run rapid circles around her rock-hard nipple. She wanked me harder and faster and I knew I would come within a minute if I did not stop her.

Luckily she was experience enough to sense that from my sounds and she let me go, bringing my head up to hers to kiss his lips.

“Come with me, I would rather fuck you on my own bed than my son’s,” which seemed reasonable enough. We walked naked across the hallway to her room. She led me by my erection and I stared at her heart-shaped ass as she walked in front of me, squeezing my dripping cock. Each cheek of her butt formed a perfect half, but they were firm enough that I could get a glimpse of her pussy lips between her legs as she walked.

She had lit votive candles scenting the room with lavender and orange. She led me to the foot of her bed, pulled back the duvet and sprawled her body on the dark blue satin sheets. Her fair skin in the candlelight contrasted erotically against the bed sheet. She spread her legs and let me look for the first time at the treasure between her legs. I crawled onto the bed and kissed my way up the inside of her legs, stopping when I caught the sweet aroma of aroused pussy. It blended perfectly with the scented candles. She was holding her lips open for me, and I could see that right above her pink folds, she had a hooded, but erect, clit for me to suck on.

I reached my hand out and lifted her hands away from her pussy. Instead I dropped them on her breasts and immediately she started squeezing them and pressing them together. I dropped my head between her legs and even before I touched her I noticed a streak of cunt juice dripping out of her leaving a shining trail down to her ass. I touched the trail with my tongue and licked her down to her asshole. She tasted like heaven. She raised her knees to her shoulders giving me full access to both her holes. I tongued her ass for a while making her moan.

“Ooooh baby, what are you doing, you aren’t supposed to lick that …”

“You want me to stop?” I asked removing my tongue from her rim.

“You want to die?” she asked sensibly.

I stuck my tongue at her butt opening and wiggled it around. She moved her body so that my tongue was forced inside her. Her ass tasted like none I had tasted before. I love every flavor on a woman’s body, and the butt is usually where all the tastes come together in one intense blend. Her bunghole tasted mild, forcing me to dive deeper to see if she tasted stronger inside.

“Ooooh! Are you assfucking me with your tongue, baby?” I stuck my fingers into her wet pussy in response.

I finished with her ass and licked my way back to where my fingers were mining her depths for valuable nectar. I licked my fingers for my first taste of her cunt. I was not disappointed. She tasted sweet and fruity, and I ran my tongue up and down her slit before going deeper to the source.

By now she was writhing around the bed, throwing her head from side to side, still grabbing her perfect boobs in her hands. I replaced my finger in her pussy such that my thumb could press against her asshole. I then lowered my tongue to her exposed nubbin.

“Oh yes, oh yes, oh suck my fucking clit, you bung licker, make me cum now, assboy,” I had no idea what that last word meant, but I did not care. Sucking her clit was exactly what I had in mind and after torturing her with my tongue for a minute more, I took it between my lips and sucked as hard as I could.

Within seconds, I could feel the desired effect, her pussy contracted around my fingers, my thumb felt her ass open and tighten around it, her well-toned abs cramped and her freshly squeezed pussy nectar flowed out of her into my waiting mouth.

She beşiktaş escort continued to ride waves of orgasm as I sat up, positioned my swollen, and highly sensitive, head against her pussy lips. I smiled at her and thrust myself into her. I grabbed her legs and threw them around my shoulders allowing me to plumb her depths. I did, feeling the last of her orgasmic contractions press down on my tool. I fucked her like that for a while until she caught her breath back.

“I need it harder, lover, don’t be so gentle, ride me like an animal. I have been waiting for years for a fuck like this.”

I rammed into her with all my strength, forcing the wind out of her lungs. She moaned louder with each thrust saying nothing more than ‘fuck me, fuck me” with each time I filled her love tunnel. She grabbed my ass and started pulling me in further. She then reached around and let one finger play with my asshole.

I yelped with pleasure, “Ummmm, I thought you would like that,” she said.

I have never had much staying power with hot women, and I knew I would cum if I kept fucking her this hard, but she was not going to let me slow down either. So I suggested swapping places.

“Sure, she said between clenched teeth, “as long as I can suck you and taste your cock for a bit.”

So I turned her around delicately, keeping at least my head inside her sopping wet pussy. She raised herself off my dick. When she was off, I felt her juices run down the length of my cock and drip on my balls and down to my ass. She kissed my body all the way from neck, through my hairy chest, down to my nipples and then across my abs to where my pubic hair was thickest.

“I love your lusty smell,” she told me, licking down my legs to my knees and then back up again so that she approached my balls from below. Her tongue separated my nuts before she took each in her hot mouth in turn. She then returned my earlier favor by licking my recently showered ass deeply.

“Yummm,” she said, “I have never licked ass before, and yummy!”

She then licked up my balls to the base of my cock. The feel of her hot tongue on my rod made me throb with pleasure. She brought her tongue to the tip and inserted it into my pee hole making me scream. She then moved her head back so I could see a white line of precum between her lips and my red cock head. She broke the connection with her fingers and brought then up to my lips. I was shocked as she stuck the finger in my mouth for me to taste.

“That’s what you taste like to me,” and I had to admit, it wasn’t as gross as I thought it would be.

She wrapped her had around the base of my cock again, but was unable to make her fingers meet. The girth of my cock was at its maximum as was its length. My head was fully exposed. She licked the smooth surface of the head first.

“So big, so hard, so red …I have never seen a head this big!” and I have to admit that while my cock is not very long, the head is remarkably huge, covering nearly half the whole length.

She licked all around my aroused organ, tracing my bulging cock veins with her tongue. She was clearly very experienced at this. She knew when to put me into her mouth and when to lick me, she knew how hard to massage my balls and the perfect rhythm to yank my dick. She knew that the underside of the head is more sensitive to her tongue than anywhere else. She knew that sucking me in and out of her mouth would arouse me far more than those gagging, deep throat actions seen in porn movies. She knew that even when she had me in her mouth, her tongue had to keep licking off the precum. And she knew from the frequency of throbs, and the pitch of my moans, that I was about to cum.

She sat up, again revealing a large line of goop between her luscious lips and my erection. She brought her mouth to my face and lowered the precum into my mouth. I grabbed her lovely face and kissed her hard, tasting my cock deep in her mouth. She took hold of my dick, and positioned it between her gaping lips.

“Come inside me, baby, fuck me again, I want to feel you cum deep inside my …”.

I started thrusting up into her pussy that was now making obscene squelching noises. She grabbed her swaying titties and started playing with them as she danced her erotic fuck dance on my cock. With the candles, the light looked liquid and our shadows danced against the wall behind her. She fucked me so that while I was moving in and out of her, she was rocking backwards and forwards. I could see her clit exposed and I rubbed it as I reached up and took her inviting tits in my mouth. We both moaned out loud as we felt my cock swell. I tried to stop moving to prolong the pleasure, and simply feel the throbbing inside her, but she kept moving her pussy around and around, until I had to start thrusting again.

She threw her head back so that her beautiful and chocolate nipples thrust forward. From under her, they looked like heaven. I felt her pussy contract as she screamed. She pushed herself down hard against me and yelled.

“Cum baby, now, fill me with your hot cream!” and with that I did. My balls tightened, I jammed my dick deep inside her and let my goo fly deep inside her. I don’t know how long I came, but I ended up exhausted.

The Rescuer

Darkness as deep as the ocean kept Nell rooted in the spot that she stood. Far from the car, only silence kept her company.

“Stupid.”

There, that was better.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

The sound of her own whispered voice comforted her.

“All alone in the dark, in the woods, in a new place, just so ya didn’t have to walk eight miles to town. What was it called? Spiritus? How silly.” Nell kept talking, trying to calm her racing heart.

“Why not cut through the woods at four o’clock in the morning? It’s not dark and spooky at all. No wild animals that would eat you and pick their teeth with your bones. No serial killers waiting to jump out at you with an ax…”

Her voice trailed off as the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. Something was wrong.. Wrong-er than it had been.

Up ahead, in the much distant horizon, a couple of lights shone like beacons. That was where she was headed. When her car ran out of gas, she figured going by the road would probably take her longer, so she opted for the shortcut through the woods. Great idea.

Now she stood rooted in place, like a lamb led to slaughter.

“Just wonderful.”

“Ma’am, do you need some help?”

Nell screeched.

“Calm down! I- my dogs started barking and I came to see what was going on. Are you all right?”

“Are you insane?! I am not all right!” Nell hissed between her teeth.

“I’m sorry. Have a nice day.” The man wheeled around and was almost instantly swallowed by the darkness.

“Wait! I’m sorry! Please, come back!” Nell plunged into the darkness after him.

“Ready to play nice?”

Nell whirled. He was behind her. Maybe this wasn’t so smart.

“Yes. How did you get back there?”

“You went the wrong way.” He lifted one giant shoulder in a shrug.

Morning was just barely lighting the sky, so she could only slightly make out his features. He was huge at any rate, well over six foot. He towered over her, and she was five foot ten. His face was open and had strong features. He was handsome, and that in itself was dangerous.

“What’s your name?” The giant asked.

“Nell Wilson. Yours?”

“Parker Green. Pleased to meet you.”

“Likewise. So you live around here?” Nell huffed a nervous laugh.

“Just up the road a ways.”

“I didn’t hear dogs barking.” She spoke, suspicious.

“They didn’t really bark.. More just chuffed. And they were in the house. You’ll meet them. But they don’t make noise for the fun of it, so I decided to check things out.”

Nell felt a little better, but not much. He was still a stranger in a strange place. She explained to him about her car, her bright idea about the shortcut, and her general terror of the night.

Parker laughed, and assured her that daylight was coming soon.

“Come on up to my house, and get rested up. I’ll come back with gas for your car, then drive it on over to my place.”

Suddenly exhausted, Nell only nodded her thanks. The past several hours had finally caught up with her.

The house was small, and slightly run-down, but nothing a coat of paint couldn’t fix. It was quaint, and Nell liked it immediately. Parker swung the front door open, and two Yellow Labs abruptly sniffed her, then began licking her hands.

“Wow. What good guard dogs you have.”

Parker laughed. “They just like you.”

He motioned for her to follow him, and led her to what she assumed was his bedroom.

“Here you are, my lady. Get some sleep. Could I have your keys, please?”

Nell fished the keys out of her pocket and tossed them at her host.

“I’ll be back in a few.”

Nell laid down, feeling very secure for some reason. One of the dogs jumped up and laid at the foot of the bed, and the other laid on the floor beside it. Duly protected, Nell fell asleep almost instantly.

It seemed like only minutes later, Parker was shaking her awake. She smelled coffee. A tongue lapped at her face. Nell scrunched her eyebrows and she heard a masculine laugh.

“Wake up, gorgeous.”

“What time is it?”

“Almost noon.”

Nell felt the bed shift, and she finally opened her eyes. Parker was perched on the edge, and he held out a cup of coffee.

“Figured you’d need this.” He smiled.

“Thank you. I slept like the dead.”

“You were out. Good news is your car is parked out front, and your tank is full of gas.” Parker scooted back, as if he were uncomfortable being that close.

“Is there bad news?”

“Not really. I just.. Don’t really want you to leave.” The corner of his bahçelievler escort mouth twitched up into a small smile.

“Trust me. Give me a few minutes and you’ll be the one leaving.”

They laughed together, and started in on getting to know each other a little. After a few minutes, Parker offered her his shower.

“I’ll throw your clothes in the washer. You’ll have to wear something of mine, but only for a little while.”

Nell forgot she had a suitcase in her trunk, but when she opened her mouth to say something, she closed it again. For some reason, she wanted to feel this man’s clothing on her. Parker has his back turned to her, and he dug out a long sleeved, button down flannel shirt.

“This ought to do. At least it will be long enough. Just throw your clothes in the hall when you’re finished, er, undressing.”

Nell almost thought he was blushing.

She did as she was told, then stepped under the stream of hot water. She sighed in delight, and thought about her mystery host. He hadn’t said much about himself really, once she thought about it. One thing she knew for sure was that he was gorgeous. Sandy blonde hair that was just a touch too long… those big, friendly green eyes.. There was something about him that spoke of trust. She wanted to trust him. No, she already did.

Nell knew with all certainty, that he was not a psycho. He was too open. But wait, he didn’t really share.. She shook her head impatiently. She wasn’t awake enough to try and muddle through the puzzle. He was nice, he had helped her, and she felt safe. That was enough for now.

The water pressure changed slightly, but the temperature did not. Apparently her host had thrown her things in the washer. Nell washed her face and her hair, feeling like an intruder, smelling of his soap. It was a fresh smell, but it was a little manly. Oh well, she was sort of in the woods, so smelling kind of like a pine tree was fitting.

There wasn’t a washcloth, so she rubbed the bar of soap in her hands and began to wash her body. Nell’s eyes closed and she enjoyed the feeling of getting clean after her hike in the woods. Suddenly, Parker’s face came into view of her mind’s eye, and she felt herself getting turned on. She longed to run her fingers through his hair, feel it tickle her palms. His green eyes flared with longing, and before Nell quite knew what she was doing, her hand had slipped between her legs.

Her breathing became shallow as she caressed herself. The water came out of the shower head forcefully, almost stinging her skin where it hit. Her nipples puckered, and she moved slightly so the water bit into them. The soap was rinsed from her body, and the water cascaded down onto her hand as she spread her lips apart and rubbed her clit gently. Nell became wet and it had nothing to do with the water.

“Nell? I’m just going to leave a towel in here for you. I’m sorry I forgot. And here’s a washcloth.”

Nell jerked, her eyes flying open as the washcloth sailed over the shower curtain. She reached up and caught it.

“T-thank you.”

“No problem. Sorry to pop in here like that.”

“It’s okay.” Nell’s breath came in short gasps.

Wide awake now and torn from her fantasy, she felt herself blush.

“Stupid.” Nell muttered, and lathered up the rag.

She washed herself quickly, and as she swiped the washcloth between her legs, she moaned. Her clit was still sensitized, and she hadn’t had an orgasm. There was a tug in her abdomen that wanted fulfillment, but she had been in there long enough already. Rinsing, she stepped from the heat of the shower and quickly dried off.

There was something erotic anyway about putting on this man’s shirt. Now that she had had her little episode in the shower, her pussy pulsed as she pulled it on and got a whiff of something that was part laundry detergent, part man. Nell groaned. Having no panties to put on was going to cause her issues. She quickly toweled off between her legs a little better, but it wasn’t helping. Giving up, she exited the bathroom.

Parker was in the kitchen making sandwiches. In the daylight, and now that she was fully awake, she could now see that he was probably about her age, maybe a few years older.

“Hungry?”

“Famished.”

“Have a seat.” Parker turned with a smile on his face.

It faded somewhat as he took her in. She watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed hard. Apparently she looked pretty good in his shirt. It hung almost to her knees, so she didn’t feel indecent. bakırköy escort Desire lit his eyes, and she caught a glimpse before he turned away to grab their plates.

He had made bacon sandwiches on toast, and he sat a plate containing lettuce and tomato, as well as a jar of mayonnaise between them. He tore open a bag of chips then sat down.

More idle chit chat where he didn’t reveal much of anything. It didn’t matter to Nell. She was too busy eating. She was also too busy thinking about the fact that she didn’t have panties on, and that his big, strong hands were only about a foot away from her. She pressed her legs together, but that only served to increase her arousal. Nell tried to think of other things, but it was impossible.

Parker stood to refill their iced tea and turned quickly, but not before she caught a glimpse of his cock, straining against his jeans. Heat flooded her cheeks. What she saw before he turned away was impressive, and she wanted him inside her. She wanted him to make love to her, and then fuck her. Maybe the other way around. Maybe just fuck her at this rate. All Nell knew was that she wanted it, and wanted it now.

Parker made his way back to the table and sat down quickly. They continued to eat and drink, but at that point, neither one was focused on their meal. Once the plates were pushed away, something clicked.

They both stood, and Parker hoisted her up against himself, and his mouth claimed hers with bruising force. Nell moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, both hands diving into his hair and pulling his face to hers. They kissed hungrily, devouring each other’s mouths. Nell bit at his bottom lip, and he slid both hands under the shirt, groaning as he met bare flesh. Parker half carried, half dragged her through the kitchen to the living room, and she bumped up against the back of the couch.

Using that for leverage, his tongue invaded her mouth, dueling with hers. Grabbing her ass with one hand, he slid the other around front and immediately found her clit. Nell gasped into his mouth as he rubbed it, sliding his index and middle finger on either side of it. He scissored his fingers together, squeezing and flicking it, and Nell became putty in his hands. He moved his fingers quickly, sliding them around, feeling her wetness. Her pussy throbbed and her muscles clenched, begging for him to fill her.

Nell tore her mouth from his and whimpered, trailing kisses along his jaw and neck. Her hands fell down to the waist of his pants, and she made quick work of releasing his cock. It sprang free, rock hard and large. Her eyes widened slightly. He was thicker than any other man she’d ever been with, but not really any longer. The thought of how nicely he would stretch her had Nell moaning again as she bent and took the head into her mouth.

“Not this time.” Parker tugged her back up by her hair gently.

He pushed on her chest lightly, leaning her backwards over the couch. He kept his hand there as he crouched, and his mouth settled onto her pussy. She bucked against him, and he restrained her hips with his free hand. Parker’s lips sealed around her clit and he sucked gently, his tongue flicking back and forth across it quickly.

A whimper came from Nell’s throat as she came. Parker stood and lifted her up, and while she was getting her arms secured around his neck, he guided his cock to the entrance of her. He let go of her with his arms, and gravity and her weight impaled her on his cock. Nell gasped as her pussy stretched to embrace him, and she wrapped her legs more tightly around his waist.

Parker’s head dropped back as he groaned, his cock arching within her. After a moment of adjustment, he caught her hips in a biting grip and started walking. Each step drove him into her, bumping his cock against her womb. Nell cried out with each jolt, and her pussy trembled around him. She was more than wet, more than ready, and on the verge of another orgasm. Parker finally stopped when her back bumped against the wall.

He braced her against it with his hips, and grabbed her arms, unwinding them from his neck. She slipped down a notch, falling more heavily onto him. She yelped again, her hips writhing against him. Parker pinned her wrists against the wall with his hands, and bent his knees slightly. His cock slipped out a fraction of an inch. With force, he straightened himself quickly, pounding his cock back inside of her. Nell screamed again.

“Are you feeling this?” Parker said through his teeth, his mouth an inch away fındıkzade escort from her mouth.

“God, yes.. Parker..” Nell rolled her head uselessly from side to side.

He did that a few times… withdrawing slowly, then ramming back inside of her.

Nell was helpless with her arms pinned, and no amount of begging would get him to just fuck her right. She was practically in tears of frustration when Parker drew back and released her arms. She wound them around his neck, and he carried her back across the room. Again, each footstep drove him deep inside her, and she almost came again. He stopped at the couch and pulled out of her, then turned her quickly.

Nell bent over the arm of the couch, resting her forearms on the cushion of the seat. She let her forehead rest on the seat as well while she waited to be invaded. It didn’t happen. Nell was about to turn her head when she felt a warm tongue lick the length of her slit. She jerked forward and let out a sigh.

Parker was gentle as he lapped at her pussy, sucking her lips in turn. His tongue delved inside of her, exploring her inner walls, then slid up to her clit, circling it slowly.

“Please.. Parker, fuck me. Please.”

His mouth disappeared and she heard a rustle of clothing. He flipped the tail of her shirt up over her back, and finally, finally, she felt the head of his cock bump against her entrance. With one thrust, he was hilt deep inside of her. Another whimper from her, and a groan from him.

Parker grabbed her hips and held them still as he rocked against her ass. With each thrust, his balls slapped against her clit and she shivered. Parker set the tempo, but it didn’t stay slow for long. He pulled farther and farther out of her, and plunged back in quicker. The arm of the couch bit into the fronts of her thighs, but Nell was past caring. Parker reached one arm around the front of her, and his fingers mercilessly sought her clit. He rubbed it roughly as he fucked her, and in a few short moments her pussy was convulsing around him.

Parker groaned and tried to hold back, but it was no use. The minute she started clamping around him he let go. It happened faster than he expected, but he shuddered with the release as he filled her with his cum. Nell came again, and he took his hand off her clit, grabbing her by both hips and pulling her back against him as the last few spurts left him.

They were both breathing hard, and sweat had plastered Nell’s already wet hair to her forehead. Parker straightened his back and withdrew quickly. He stripped off his shirt and pressed it between Nell’s legs, catching their fluids. Once she was cleaned up, he helped her stand.

The fronts of her thighs were red and almost rug-burned. Parker dropped to one knee and kissed each leg in turn.

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m not.” Nell swayed as she smiled.

Parker lifted her into his arms as he stood and carried her back to the bedroom. He laid her down gently, and tucked her in. Kissing her forehead, he left the room. Nell was asleep instantly.

~*~

Jerking awake, Nell blinked rapidly. Not understanding her surroundings, she closed her eyes again. The chirping of birds brought her to the point that she had to open her eyes and figure out what the hell was going on.

She was in her car, on the side of the road. Squinting against the sunlight, Nell opened her door and got out to stretch. That had been a dream? A soreness between her legs suggested otherwise. Glancing around to make sure no cars were coming, she jerked down her jeans. The fronts of her thighs were damaged, just as they had been.

“What the hell?” Nell whispered to herself.

Why was she in her car on the road again? Why wasn’t she at Parker’s house, having a post-coital cuddle? Was he that big of an ass, that be brought her back out to the middle of no where?

Looking through the trees, she could see what she thought might be his house.

“That asshole.” Nell got back in her car, and sure enough, her tank was full. “He really put me back out here!”

She drove around to the side road and turned, and in a few minutes was back at the house.

It looked worse than it had that morning. It was odd… all that it needed earlier was a coat of paint.. But now…

Utter and complete disrepair. Windows were missing. The front porch was sagging.

“What the hell?” Nell couldn’t think of a more fitting sentence.

She wandered around the house, and came to a stop beside a tree. She rubbed her eyes with both hands, wondering if she was dreaming. Nell turned, and she stumbled over some overgrowth. There was something hard beneath it. She reached down and pushed the vines away, and her hands flew to her mouth.

Parker Green

April 19, 1979 – August 27, 2009

Beloved son.

Nell made it to her car before she started screaming.

The Phone Call

This is part of a much larger story that’s been rattling around in my head. It works as a stand-alone, so I figured I’d toss it out and hopefully get some constructive criticism. Thanks!

*

They were finally on the bus, heading towards the next city on their long road trip. The game had gone into overtime, and then to a shootout. They had won, so Tom was in a good mood, but everything had seemed to run longer than usual — post game interviews, etc. It was late, but he knew that Liz would still be awake, waiting for him to call.

She picked up on the second ring. Her voice was husky, and it made his chest tighten. “Hey, handsome,” she said. “I’ve been missing you.”

“You, too. Anything going on? You sound… “

She chuckled, low and throaty. Tom squeezed his eyes shut, and put his head back against the headrest. “I wouldn’t have answered the phone for anyone except you,” she said. “I’m sitting on the couch, thinking about the night on the hotel rooftop…” Her voice was breathless, and she gasped out a small sound, and he realized with a start that she was touching herself. She had told him that the night on the hotel rooftop was going to be the memory to keep her warm while he was gone on long roadies, but this was new.

“Christ, Liz” he breathed. He had gone from calm to fully, painfully erect in heartbeats, sitting in the middle of a bus crowded with his teammates.

“Should I tell you more?” she asked, teasingly.

“NO!” he said, much louder than he intended.

His seatmate hit him on the shoulder, saying, “What the hell, Mickey?” Other voices protested in general, and from a few seats back he heard, “Shut, it, Mick!”

Tom turned to the window, lowered his voice to a whisper and said again, “No! I’m on the bus, for chrissakes.”

Liz laughed suddenly, breaking the mood. “Oh, babe, I’m so sorry. I thought you’d be in the hotel by now.”

Tom put his head back against the seat again. “Everything ran late. We’re not going to be there for at least another hour.” He lowered his voice again, “But either way, I was definitely not expecting that.”

“Well,” she said, trying for a moment to shift back to sultry, “I just can’t seem to get you off my mind.” His groin pulsed again, and he swore softly. Liz laughed again. “I’m gonna hang up the phone before I do any damage,” she said. “I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

****

Liz hung up the phone. The giggles became snorts of laughter. She almost felt bad about how hard she was laughing, şişli escort but seriously — her first ever attempt at phone sex, and it turns out he’s sitting on the team bus instead of in his hotel room?

The sensual mood was gone, temporarily at least, but it was worth it for the laugh. She had needed that.

****

About five minutes later Tom’s phone vibrated with a text message:

I JUST stopped laughing. Seriously. Call me when you’re at the hotel and I’ll make it up to you. I promise.

He smiled and shook his head, still amazed that she bothered to text in full sentences with proper grammar. He typed:

K

and added a heart emoji. He hit send, knowing that she would smile and shake her head at the shortcuts.

****

Liz picked up the phone and heard Tom’s deep voice rumble on the other end, “Hey, gorgeous. I’m in the hotel room. Rooming with Zee. He’s in the bathroom right now, so I’ve got a few minutes to talk. What the hell was that? Not that I’m actually complaining.”

“Well, hello, handsome,” she said. Her voice was playful and low, and somehow it felt like she was breathing directly into his left ear. “I know you’re tired, but I suspect that you might also still be somewhat aroused by our earlier conversation. I know that I am.”

Shit. “Well, I am now,” he growled. He ran his right hand through his hair. “Zee is going to be out here any minute, Liz. This is NOT helping me.”

“Just trust me. All you have to do is listen. I’ve never done this before, so, as usual, I’m just gonna wing this.”

Tom put his hand over his eyes. He was tired, and he had already been somewhere between half mast and rock hard for the past hour and a half because of the woman on the other end of the phone.

“OK.”

“You do what you need to do. Just listen, OK? I’m just going to talk to you. Just hold the phone to your ear. Get changed, when Zee gets out of the bathroom go in and brush your teeth, get ready for bed… and your phone is waterproof, right?”

“Yeah…?”

“So, if you should end up wanting to get in the shower for a few minutes…”

“I showered at the rink.”

“I know, sweetie. I’m just saying. The shower makes some noise extra noise, and you won’t have to let go of the phone. Just in case.”

“OK.”

Tom started getting his stuff together one handed, holding the phone to his ear. He really was tired.

“Tom,” she breathed, “I am not going to tease you. Maybe some other time, but right now fatih escort I just want to tell you what I would do if I was there with you. Because I miss you like hell, and I want you badly. So, I’m picturing you wearing jeans, because God, you look good in jeans. OK, jeans. I would stand in front of you and undo the button to make more room. And since this is my fantasy, they’re button-fly, so I would undo, say, two buttons.”

She was trying to find a good pace, a rhythm. Talking slowly, but not too slowly, her voice sexy and low — that wasn’t hard, because she had her eyes closed, picturing everything she was saying.

“And then I would move my right hand around to your back, and down inside your jeans to grab your ass cheek. Because your ass is amazing. Have I told you that your ass is amazing?”

Zee came out of the bathroom.

“Micky. MICK.”

Tom realized that he had been standing, staring out the window, holding the phone in one hand and his toothbrush in the other.

“What?” Tom turned around, looking slightly glazed.

“Bathroom is free. Is that Liz? Tell her I said hi, and good night.”

“Tell Zee I said good night, Tom,” said Liz.

“She said good night.” Tom’s voice was a little distant.

Zee laughed, “Don’t suppose I could hear that from her, maybe in a really sexy voice? It’s a long road trip, and it’s definitely not the same coming from you.”

“What?” Tom blinked, hearing Liz laughing on the other end of the line. “No. NO! Definitely not.’

Tom went into the bathroom and closed the door, hearing Zee laugh from the other side.

“We’re alone.”

“Oh, good. Start brushing your teeth. I’m gonna move this right along, because even in this little fantasy of mine it’s late, and you’re tired, and I really, really want to get you off.

“I was two buttons down with my right hand on your ass. My left hand would come up to open the rest of the buttons on your jeans, and would go down inside those cute boxer briefs to cup your balls. I’d spend just a minute or two rolling them in my fingers, just because I love that feeling, but then I would shift my hand up where I really want to be, right at the base of your cock.”

She could hear the water running, the sounds of him brushing his teeth, and the sound of him breathing hard, but beyond that he was just listening, which was exactly what she wanted.

“I would keep my thumb and forefinger curled snug around you, and let my pinky slide up the underside of avcılar escort your shaft, right to that little indentation before the head, right there, and then back down. And then, because there’s just no time to mess around tonight, I would reach back down with my left hand to cradle your balls again, while I let go of your ass with my right hand to bring it around to the front to grip your shaft.”

Her voice was husky. “It feels amazing in my hand, Tom. The skin is like velvet, and it’s so damn hard underneath. I would rub my thumb all over the head, spreading the precum. You know that there would be a lot by now. I’d rub it in a circle with my thumb, all around the head of your hard cock.”

She heard the shower turn on.

Tom knelt down in the tub with the water at his back, because he didn’t trust his legs to hold him any longer. He reached for soap for a little more lubrication, although he hardly needed it by this point.

“So, I would start stroking you, and I know you’re thinking ‘handjob’ because hey, phone sex. But this is my fantasy, so I would kneel down in front of you and pull your clothing down far enough to be able to get my tongue to run up the entire length of the underside of your cock from the base to the tip.”

She heard a soft groan, and a gasp for air.

“And then I would take the head of your hard cock into my mouth, still holding and stroking the shaft with my right hand, and cupping your balls with my left hand, and I would swirl my tongue around the head. Once. Twice. Three times.”

Another gasp, and a whisper, “Shit.”

“And then I would flatten my tongue against the underside of the head of your hard cock, and press you against the roof of my mouth, and I would suck.”

A quiet strangled groan, one of her favorite sounds. He was just on the edge.

“Hard.”

She heard him start to come.

“And then I would swallow.”

There was a loud clatter as the phone dropped into the tub. Tom put his left hand on the back wall of the shower stall to keep from falling over as the spasms of his orgasm tore through him one after the other. After a few deep breaths, he picked the phone back up. “Sorry,” he said, his breath ragged and his voice thick.

“Don’t be,” she said, smiling. “I suspect that a dropped phone is the highest form of praise in phone sex. Babe, before you pass out in the bathroom, rinse what needs to be rinsed, dry off, and get in bed.”

“OK,” he said, starting to sound drunk with sleep and sex.

She heard the shower turn off, shuffling sounds of what she assumed were towels, a minute or two of random noises of doors and lights, and finally a deep, contented, masculine sigh, followed by steady breathing and a very familiar light snoring. She smiled and hung up the phone.

The New Admin

WOW a new girl in the office. I’m dumbstruck.

“Hi.” is all I’m able to manage with a small smile.

Man is it hot in here, it must just be me. She’s hot. Slim, petite with a beautiful smile. Small perfect tits, hot legs. Uhhhh.. what was it I came here for? Oh right, I need to talk to her boss. With one last smile at the new girl and it’s back to the shop to fix more equipment. The rest of the day I’m locked in a day dream about seducing this beautiful woman but I did notice a ring. I’m not a cheater but damn I could cheat with her!

My daydream is a distraction as it continues every time I see her. The seduction would be so sweet. For a few days I don’t even know her name. Her boss is an ass and doesn’t formally introduce new staff. I eventually learn her name is Nat. Natalie.

The day dream gets more vivid as we chat over the next few weeks. I wonder if she’s caught me staring at her in a daze. Hey, dumbass, snap out of it. You have no chance, your both involved with other people. The days pass but my fantasy of her seduction doesn’t fade. I learn more about her and her life. She doesn’t seem like the cheating kinda girl but a boy can dream.

It would start at a mutually agreed place…

Hot kissing and petting. I lead her to the shower, our hands slide over each other’s bodies as I sensually remove her skirt and low cut blouse while the hot water steams up the bathroom. I fumble with my clothes as she hungrily removes them. I turn her around to run my hands around her neck to her shoulders and down her sides to her hips, pulling her close to me. She raises her arms and wraps her hands around my head and neck. I kiss her just below her ear, trailing kisses down to her shoulders while taking her bra strap off one shoulder, then the other. I slide my hands around her sides and cup her beautiful breasts firmly. She gasps and lets out a small moan as I pull her close and nip her neck. She lowers her hands to my sides and pulls my hips closer, grinding her ass against my erection. It’s my turn to moan.

A sharp intake of breath .”Natalie.”

“Mmm I like how you say my name. You make it sound so sexy. Say it again.”

In a hushed whisper “Natalie.”

She turns to face me, never breaking contact. I sweep her hair back and entwine my fingers with escort şişli one hand, the other firmly on the small of her back holding her to me. I guide her face upwards, exposing her neck, leaning in to kiss just below her jawbone, moving slowly to her collar bone. I gently bite while I undo her bra and toss it aside.

We move into the waiting hot water, letting it cascade over us. She guides her hands around my head and pulls me to her breast for some needed attention. I slowly lick her nipple and take it my mouth. Natalie gives a little moan and I feel her shiver. I move to the other nipple and she shivers again, pushing my mouth harder into her breast.

“You’re driving me crazy.” she moans.

“Well you’ve been driving me crazy for weeks and now I finally have you. I think a little payback is OK.”

I start trailing kisses down her navel. Natalie squirms and lets out a little giggle. She pulls me back to eye level to show me the desire in her eyes. We let the hot water cascade over us while we explore each other with our hands. I grab some soap and quickly lather some to make us nice and slippery. I push her against the shower wall and attack her neck again. She lifts her leg around my hip to grind her smooth mound against my throbbing cock. The feel of her against me is electric and I’m ready to orgasm from the heat of our passion. I need more. My desire to hear this beautiful woman in the throes of an orgasm is over whelming. I pull her tightly against me and I begin to kiss and lick my way to her naval letting the hot water wash over us. I place her leg over my shoulder and get my first look at her most private area. I place a kiss just above her mound and slowly drag my lips to her beautiful clit. I part her swollen lips to uncover her clit. She gasps and wraps her fingers in my hair guiding me to where she demands more attention. I lick her clit and close my lips around the tasty little bud and gently suck.

“AHHH Fuck. No more teasing. I want you.”

“Not yet.” I tell her as I slide two fingers into her pussy and curl them to rub her g spot.

“Ahh.” She gasps. “I need to feel you.”

“MMM. No, I want you to cum for me first.” As I continue to rub her g spot and place my mouth back on her clit and swirl my tongue around escort nişantaşı beginning to suck on the tasty little nub.

“Please!” She pleads. “I’m gonna cum.”

I look up at her with a smile. “Cum for me Natalie. I want you to cum just for me.”

I return to lick her nectar. Her body tenses while her pussy squeezes my fingers and I feel a warm flood wash in to my waiting mouth.

“MMMMM FUCK, I want you so bad” she screams.

She pulls my hair, pulling me from the beautiful pussy I was enjoying giving pleasure. She lifts me upwards until our eyes meet.

“Take me to the bed.” as she wraps both legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, holding me tight. She pulls my head back and nibbles on my neck and the electricity of her touch makes my knees weak as I fumble with the shower door to carry her to the waiting bed. I set her on the corner and gently lay her back with her feet on the floor. She relaxes her grip but tries to pull me in close.

I tear myself away from the hot kisses that she’s demanding and slide down her hot body, trailing kisses till I’m again staring at her beautiful pussy. I place her hot little feet on my shoulders exposing her fully to me. I kiss on the sensitive spot where her thigh meets her body.

Natalie moans.” God, you’ve got me so excited. I want your cock in me. I need you now.”

“Sorry Natalie.I want to watch you cum. I want to taste your sweet nectar when you cum for me.”

“Mmm, I like how you say my name. It’s so sexy. I usually don’t use my full name but it sends shivers through me when you say it.”

“Mmmm…Natalie.”

I moan into her beautiful pussy and slide my tongue from her entrance to the top of her mound. Her breath is in small gasps through clenched teeth while I use my fingers to spread the hood around her swollen clit and wrap my mouth around it. I nibble her, careful not to bite too hard. Her fingers are entwined in the bed sheets as she screams

“Ahh FUCK…Enough!”

She pushes me away with her feet until I’m on the floor and slams on top of me, pinning me down. She drags her nails down my chest while straddling my hips.

“Now it’s my turn to tease.” She tells me, a smile on her face, her eyes afire with desire.

She slides escort mecidiyeköy her fingernails across my chest, then down my arms. Our fingers entwine while she grinds her pussy against my cock. She slides along the length, not allowing me to reach her entrance. Her touch is electric as I feel the heat of her magnificent pussy almost bring me to release.

“Ahh…Natalie, you’ll make me cum.”

An evil grin spreads across her beautiful face.

“Not so funny when we tease is it? It’s my turn to get what I want.”

Natalie rolls her hips and leans forward to guide my cock into her pussy. She slowly lowers herself onto me. Now it’s my turn to gasp and shiver.

“Oh my God, You’re so perfect.” I moan. “Tease me. Please me. Use me. Abuse me.”

She leans forward and bites my earlobe.

“I need you deep inside. I want to feel you cum.”

Natalie starts to grind against me and I can feel her cervix pressing against the tip of my cock.

“Ahh… you’re so deep. I want you so bad”

She moves forward until just the tip of my cock is in her, then thrusts her pussy back, driving our pubic bones together. The pace quickens with long full strokes. Our breathing comes in gasps and moans as our hunger builds. I match her thrusts. She digs her nails in my chest.

The excitement of her taking control is electric as I place my hands on her breasts to gently squeeze her nipples between my fingers, applying pressure till she moans. She slides her hands up my chest and leans forward wrapping her arms behind my head, trapping my hands on her nipples. I raise my hips to match her thrusts, letting the pressure build. I can feel her excitement. The pressure is almost unbearable.

“Mmm.Natalie I’m gonna cum.”

“Ohh yeah …cum in me. I want to cum with you. I want to feel you.”

I thrust hard into her pussy and grind my cock deep, my pubic bone against hers. I feel her pussy contract and I rock my hips.

“Oh YES.” she screams.

I can’t hold back any longer as that familiar rush runs through me.

“Ahh Natalie.” I scream as I try to pull her hips even tighter to mine.

She lets out a deep moan and shivers as I release deep in her. She leans back, digging her fingers into my hair, pulling my head to her breasts. I move my hands to bite her nipple and she screams as her pussy tightens, milking every drop from me.

We collapse with her on top of my heaving chest and lets her hair fall around us, enveloping us in a hot, sweaty cocoon.

“Wow.” she says in hoarse whisper.”What will you do for an encore?”

End

The Proposition Ch. 04

The shower was another eye-opener as a number of men and women were not only using it for its’ proper purpose, but also for groping and fucking each other out without any fear of reprisal from their spouses. We were astonished, but decided to go with the flow. Needless to say, Stacey was soon surrounded by a bevy of men with dicks pointing hither and thither.

She knelt down and proceeded to suck them all to a frenzy. Meanwhile, I had two or three older women who nearly swooned as they saw my tool. One of them bent over and beckoned me over to slide it inside her. I shrugged and moved closer to her. I lathered my dick with soap, and then nestled my plump dick-head to her lips. With a single thrust, I pushed my whole eight inches inside her, stopping only as I bottomed out inside her. She wailed, eyes glazed as she frigged her clitoris. It took only a few pumps to make her come noisily, and her place was taken by another old dragon.

I decided to tease her a bit and hold-out from giving her the full treatment. This had her buckling at the knees and screaming as she came, extorting me to push harder. I was still not even close to coming, but I nearly lost it when the third mature woman started lathering up her ass-hole. I knew I would enjoy this. She was still beautiful, although a bit older than I was accustomed to. I wondered if my penis would fit inside that tiny opening.

She held tight to the shower stalls and everyone was looking at us as I set my dick-head straight up against her tiny puckered hole.

I pushed slowly, and watched in wonder as her sphincter muscle relaxed and took me straight in. I gasped at how tight she was. I looked up and there was Stacey smiling at me. She held a bottle of suntan oil and let it pour over my exposed flesh.

“Go on now…make her happy.” she purred.

I obliged by pushing forward slowly. I need not have worried as the woman also thrust back, allowing me to fit in with hardly a whimper. She sighed as I began to push in and out of her in a sawing motion. It only took a couple of minutes before she started shuddering and moaning. Within a few seconds she was shrieking as her orgasm hit her mightily. I nearly came, but wanted to leave the pleasure to Stacey. The woman slid off my pole, supported by her friends as the group of people applauded.

“It’s your turn now…let’s do it here” I told Stacey.

“Oh..ok..let’s make it special though.”

I instructed two younger guys to lift her up from each side, one hand under her buttock, and the other from her ankle. I lay back and let them move towards me. It was a beautiful sight as they teased my dick with her petals. Suddenly they looked at each other and pushed her onto my tool.

She screamed as my liquid coated penis slid swiftly inside her to the hilt. I was surprised but it felt incredibly hot and erotic. Stacey had nearly passed out at the sensations she was getting. The two guys moved her in and out until she was writhing in ecstasy.

“Oh god…I’m coming” I shouted. “Take her off me.”

My dick plopped open as they put her down eye-level with my cock, which was just about ready to spurt, following all the ministrations it had been through.

I bellowed as I came mightily, sperm hitting her face, blast after blast of hot cum, dripping down to her chin and her chest. Immediately after that, they laid her down and started eating her out. About six or seven people were alternately sucking and nibbling at her…two of the older women were sucking the cum off her face, while another guy was dangling what looked like a donkey’s dick in her face. Meanwhile another guy was licking at her ass, poking his finger insider her backside, and Stacey came again, screaming her lungs out. My dick was being sucked again, this time by a guy with a pitifully tiny dick.

He finally pushed me down on my knees and he thrust his tiny penis in my face. I was surprised, but did not want to disappoint him, so I opened my mouth and let him in. It was a great experience, I can say. His member felt soft but hard at the same time.

I sucked hungrily on him, relishing the feel of another man’s penis in my mouth. No wonder women enjoyed sucking so much. It felt so natural, so warm and powerful to be in such control. I felt him stiffen and groan as he unloaded a pitiful few drops in my mouth. I did not hesitate as I swallowed his spunk. He was soon spent and we separated. I looked at Stacey, who was being passed around like a rag doll, limp with exhaustion and quivering with sensitivity.

I could hardly move, let alone walk, but we managed to stagger upright and finally use the cubicles in the way they were intended, as showers. We soaped each other tenderly, taking special care not to excite each other too much, although that was an impossibility with me. We kissed deeply, drinking in each other’s souls through our mouths, tongues meshing in lust. Once again my thick rod had settled esenler escort between her lips, and her clit was being tastefully massaged by the ridges in my dick.

“Oh God, I can’t believe I am coming again” she moaned, as she continued kissing me.

“No problem, keep at it..don’t lose an orgasm…ever … don’t lose it…come for me you beautiful woman.”

And with those words her eyes glassed over again as she came in a quiet refined orgasm. Immediately I felt something hot running down my legs, and I realized that she had come so much she had squirted down my legs.

“Oh.. oh… oh… that’s it…” she moaned.

Without a word she closed her eyes and hung limply on to me.. semi-conscious with the last couple of hours of emotions and tribulations.

We parted again, and finally finished washing off. We wrapped ourselves in a pair of terry-robes before we set everyone else off again, and waved goodbye to our new friends.

“We’re holding a free-for-all party in our apartment on Wednesday if you want to come” said one of the older women, who I later learnt was called Eloise.

“We’ll be sure to come. In more ways than one obviously!” I answered with a smile. Nothing would keep us away.

“No need to bring anything. It will be and my sisters’ treat. We’re turning forty-five, and we want to celebrate it with a big to-do.” said Eloise.

Triplets. They were triplets. No wonder they all looked similar. We parted ways as I made my way with Stacey to our apartment.

Unlocking the door, we walked in, and she plopped onto the bed, in exhaustion.

“We have an outside deck that has a bed. Why not sunbathe over there? I’ll get some drinks.”

“Great idea…let’s get some sun.”

We moved to the outside deck, still naked as the day we were born. It had become so natural to not wear any clothes, and strangely, I felt comfortable. Notwithstanding this, my dick was in a perennial half-mast position, and I loved that feeling of having one’s dick semi-hard, ready to jump into action anytime.

Stacey crawled onto the sun-bed, ass cheeks dimpling as she crawled over, pussy lips gleaming with moisture. She was so hot.

I stepped out a couple of minutes later, two margaritas in my hand. I laid the glasses down on the little table, and lay down beside her again. She snuggled over onto me, bodies glowing with pleasure and in the heat of the day. It felt amazing to be naked out in the sun.

After a few minutes of silence, she propped up her head on her arm, and let her fingers trail a way down my chest to where my pubic was supposed to be.

“It’s so beautifully smooth. I love this look.” she said.

When she noticed that I hadn’t replied she asked me “What’s up Chris? You’re so quiet…”

“It’s..just that… it’s a great feeling to be with you. I can’t explain why. Stacey, how in hell did we not end up married? I love you so much. Honestly. I have loved you forever.”

“I know what you’re saying. And what you’re feeling. All I can say is that I honestly don’t know. I’m happy with George. He’s nice, and caring, but sometimes there is that spark that’s missing. Don’t tell me you are unhappy in your marriage?” she asked.

“Oh no, nothing like that at all. I love Jill, truly and deeply…but I think I love you as equally, if not more. And now, this proposition of yours is making my dream come true. I would love to get you pregnant, but equally, I would love to enjoy this a little more.” I pointed out.

“I agree with you on this. Maybe we can get a little wife-swap thrown in. I know Jill enjoys our company, and that she enjoys other women too.” she suggested.

“Well, I am sure that we could get together, but the problem is that you would have to initiate things. I don’t know about her getting with George, and it would be unfair to leave him out of this. He’s my friend and all, you know, I’m pretty sure he would enjoy a good fuck with Jill. We have got to make this work.”

Meanwhile we were spooned together, her back to my front, and as she drew her knees upwards towards her chest, my now-hard cock was nestling between her ass-cheeks. I dropped my hand, and lowered my tool straight in front of her pussy lips and pushed slowly. The penetration was exquisite. As she lay on her side, her pussy was very tight. She started to open her legs but I held them down.

“No, it’s tighter like this…” I whispered.

“Oh God, it’s amazing. Leave it like that for a little while. I want to feel that big plump head at my lips.”

I pumped in and out very slightly, until she began to get very wet. There was no way I could hold out anymore, and I pushed slowly, an inch at a time, until I was half-way in. The sweat was blinding my eyes and I could tell that now was the time to open up more.

“Put your right leg on my thigh, that will open you up” I told her, and she obeyed.

Just atakent escort one push was all it needed to bury myself in her. She moaned and groaned at the pressure my dick was causing on her pussy walls.

“Oh…I can feel it in my stomach, it’s so big. I can’t ever give you up buster. Never ever. Now make love to me…”

And we made slow languid love. Not the frenzied fucking of an hour earlier, but a slow refined love session that had us gasping in extreme pleasure, being drawn to the brink of ecstasy but holding back until it became too painful to keep bottled inside.

I saw stars as I finally blew inside her, spurting rope after rope of cum in her pussy. She bucked, moaning loudly and finally screaming as her orgasm overtook her. I slumped back on the sun-bed, speechless.

“You alright?” I asked in a hoarse whisper.

There was no reply from Stacey. She had passed out from the sheer pleasure, and I let her be. I threw a small towel over my face and laid back on the bed, totally spent. Drifting off to sleep, I smiled at this opportunity…

We awoke about an hour later, all hot and sticky. The sun was making its’ way below the horizon, and guess it was this chill that had made us come to life.

We moved indoors, and after another leisurely shower, we switched on the Jacuzzi, relaxing for more than half an hour. Skin puckered and battered, the small sauna welcomed us with its heat. Stacey occupied the corner bench, pushing her shapely bottom on the corner of the two walls, with one leg to the left, and the other to the right. Within five minutes she was sweating, and as soon as I saw this sweat running down her flat stomach, over her navel, and down her puffy pussy lips, I almost grabbed her again. Instead I knelt down in front of her, and gave her a licking to remember. The bench was wide enough for me to pull her forward and push her legs as far as they could go.

My tongue lapped up her labia, straight from the perineum, up to her clitty, in long, slow, broad strokes, using the flat of my tongue. Her toes were clenching and opening again in delight as I licked her languidly. Her little rose-bud was a beautiful pucker of flesh, and I could not resist giving her a lick down there.

“Yes, do my ass. It feels so good.”

I obliged her by stiffening my tongue and poking her in her little hole. She relaxed, and I could visibly see her asshole widen a little. She was spread-eagled and I had no problem in reaching every nook and cranny. My tongue licked around, lubricating the area before I pushed it in. She reached down and pulled her ass-cheeks further apart, making access even easier. She was now moaning uncontrollably. I pulled my tongue out, wet my middle-finger and pushed it in. It slid in easily, and I let some more spit dribble on my finger, which I could now push in to the hilt.

I resumed my licking of her clit, and was surprised when she came suddenly, squirting onto my face. Thick, slick and tasty, was what I thought as I lapped her up.

“If we keep going like this, I won’t be able to walk out of the hotel, let alone continue with life. I’ve never come so much. This was amazing. Your finger up my ass felt so right.”

“Before we leave here I want my cock up your ass, and I won’t take no for an answer.” I told her.

“Promises, promises. How will that monster fit in my little rose?” she asked.

“Lubrication is the thing baby.” I smiled as I lay back in the sauna.

Suddenly she slipped off the bench and knelt down in front of me to repay the favor. She licked the sweat off my thighs, and made her way up until she started licking at my balls, heavy and dangling. She took first one, then the other, managing to suck them in. This was great. My dick kept poking her in the eye, and finally, the moment I had been waiting for, as she tried to get her lips past my head… I sighed in ecstasy as she nibbled at my cock.

There was no way she would fit it all in her mouth, and about half-way was all she could manage before she gagged. And I was not even fully erect yet. My dick plopped out of her mouth with an audible pop, and she let her tongue travel down towards my ass.

I let out a sigh as she licked around my orifice, reveling in the thought where this was leading to. She licked her finger before bringing it to my ass-hole. I lifted my legs to give her better access and lubricating her finger even more, slid it completely inside of me. I sighed with pleasure as she diddled me, then lowered her head once again onto my cock. What with her finger in my anus, and her head bobbing up and down, it didn’t take me long to come, and I splashed her throat with huge amounts of come. There was so much that she had to pull back to swallow, and even then, it still dribbled down the side of her face. I pulled her to me and licked my own come from her face, and mashed my lips to her in beykent escort a sperm guzzling fest. We were both turned on so much that she promptly turned round, re-attached her lips to mine, and sat on my still fat dick.

She wailed into my mouth with the pleasure this was giving her. Stacey diddled her large clit and bounced on my dick for all it was worth.

“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God” she kept moaning as she ground herself onto me. My huge tool was totally violating her pussy, and I could feel myself bottoming out into her cervix with every downward lunge. After about three minutes or so, I could feel myself coming again, and I jammed her onto my massive tool as I bellowed and came like a torrent into her. Stacey came again, this time screaming obscenities as she pulled at her clit and her nipples. Finally it was all over, and she slumped against me, panting and wild-eyed.

“We’ve got to get dressed. We’ve got to.” she whispered between breaths. “We’re going to fuck each other to death. Not that there’s anything wrong with that obviously…but I’d like to have kids.”

“I agree. My dick is rubbed raw and sore. I haven’t come this much ever. You seem to bring out the devil in me.” I replied.

“Jesus, that monster cock IS the devil. I can’t get enough of it. Good job we’re not married. We wouldn’t get out of home much.”

“I still say we would enjoy being married.” I told her quietly.

“You’re right. Silly phrase…” she replied as she lay against me, soft breasts against my hairless chests. One of her nipples rubbed against mine, and I swear I could feel the rush down to my toes.

“Ok. So here’s the question. Will you marry me?” I asked her.

“What the hell are you saying? You’re already married. And for that matter, so am I. We can’t do this to George and Jill. Divorce is still a taboo here. And besides, I still love George, and I imagine that you are still close to Jill. We can’t leave them.”

“No, not thinking of that. But look at this. How many hours alone do we spend at work? Most hours yes? So why not be my work-wife?”

She thought about it for a moment before replying.

“That’s a great idea. Your office has a private bathroom, and it could easily fit a small cupboard for a change of clothes. Like underwear.”

“Ah. But there’s something you don’t know. We partners have a secret room. You know the file closet? There’s another door inside that. And that leads to a large room that has a desk, a bed, TV, a bar, and all amenities a hard-working guy could want, including a kitchenette. These rooms, which, as you might have gathered, are for the associates, are also serviced by a private lift. And that lift can only take me to my room, no-one else’s. Moreover, nobody has my office key anymore. I changed the lock, and the only keys in existence, I have in my possession. So, it would be a perfect hide-away for us. You have no idea how many times we pretend to be abroad or on leave, and actually work in peace in those offices.”

“I never knew that. Obviously. It seems that you have given this a lot of thought haven’t you?”

“Didn’t you and George take a lot of time over this proposition?” I suggested.

“True enough. I would love to be your work-wife. No jealousy though. At the end of the day we both go to our separate lives and spouses. No extra night meetings or anything. We have more than enough time at work to make this happen successfully.”

“I agree totally” I said. “I’ll make you a copy of the key, so that when you arrive at work, you can let yourself in. I can assure you that most associates have this arrangement with their secretaries. Taking you into this confidence also means you get a hefty pay-rise, tax-free and in cash. I know you’re not stretched for money, but it will both do you a lot of good.”

Stacey hugged me tightly. We were in love again, and realized that this was a turning point in our relationship. I hoped we would not fall into a trap whereby it would be difficult to explain to our respective spouses certain demeanors, but if we only kept our intimacy confined to the office, I couldn’t see how that could happen.

We turned off the sauna and had a nice relaxing shower. Finally we put some clothes on and debated whether we would order room-service or eat in the restaurant.

The restaurant won out, and we walked down to the bar for a drink.

“Oh God, I can hardly sit” whispered Stacey. “My pussy is on fire.”

She sat gingerly on the high stools, but on being served with the drinks, we moved to one of the many sofas scattered around the bar. We found one where a football game was being played out on screen. We leant back and removing her sandals, curled back against me, legs beneath her in that unmistakably feminine gesture impossible to men.

Pretty soon she had nodded off, even though it was still early evening. The day had been hectic, hot, and downright tiring. I was loathe to wake her up, but I was saved by the traditional restaurant gong signaling the start of dinner.

Her eyes opened sleepily, giving me a luscious look.

“I am so hungry.” she said. “I could eat a horse, hooves and all.”

We got up and made our way into the restaurant, where the smell of food was overpowering our taste buds.

The Turning Point

I started this story as a flashback in my story “The Day After”. I think that it is appropriate to describe where Randy wanted to go when he rekindled our relationship. We will visit the turning point in my life and some of the stops along the way in my journey from naive country girl to apparently one of the biggest sluts in town. At least this starts on a pleasant note.

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It is nearly quitting time on the Friday before the Fourth of July weekend and I am thinking of all that I want to do before returning to work next Tuesday. I am in the process of moving from the spare bedroom in my older sister’s house in Arab to share an apartment with a new friend Mary whose previous roommate left unexpectedly. She needs help with finances and I need to be away from family supervision.

Randy approached my desk and said, “You didn’t accept my invitation.”

“I didn’t say no and you didn’t say what I was invited to.” I replied.

“Well we have something to talk about. How about dinner at the Rib Cellar and a little dancing afterwards?” he asked.

I began explaining my impending move, the car full of clothes and dozens of other things that all sounded like excuses to say no.

“Good, I’ll help you unload your car. Then you can freshen up and change while I run home to do the same.” he told me.

I guess that was that. I completed my time card for the week and left the building promptly at four thirty. Randy followed me to my new apartment. Traffic was light today because many had extended the holiday weekend. The usual delay for base security was lessened by the light traffic. Minutes later we parked in front of my door.

I went ahead of Randy, opened the door and announced, “Mary, it’s me. I have some help moving in.”

Randy deposited the first armload of hang ups on the bed and returned to the car for more. After a long pause, Mary asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your father?”

Randy reappeared with the rest of the hang ups and dropped them on the bed. I stopped him before he could escape.

I quickly announced, “Mary this is my boss, Randy.”

They both replied, “Good to meet you.”

Randy quickly exited as Mary and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. I had never seen a black person blush before, Mary’s cafe au lait complexion glowed as we continued to laugh.

Randy returned carrying two suitcases. He sat them in my room.

He loudly announced, “This old man needs a break, get me some water and what the hell was all that laughing about?”

I moved to the kitchen and prepared a round of ice waters, leaving Mary to explain. She was sitting on the edge of her chair, dressed in light yellow blouse with a matching short skirt. Her skin was still glowing from her embarrassment as she calmly explained in what I would call a musky voice, “I thought you were Annie’s father.”

This brought another round of laughter. We all rose looking from on to another when I noticed how similar my and Mary’s bodies were. We were nearly identical in height, had ample breast, thin waist and wide hips. Mary was only ever so slightly more muscled than I. I stepped forward hugged her. Randy decided he should hug too.

Mary asked, “What are you guys up to later?”

Randy answered, “Dinner at the Rib Cellar and dancing later.”

Mary looked at me, rolled her eyes at me, and said “When did you say you left the country?”

I honestly answered, “Not long ago.”

We all agreed it was best if we suspended operations for tonight and moved forward. Randy left for home and I began to prepare for the evening.

Mary asked, “Girl do you understand what dinner at the Rib Cellar means and how you should dress?”

I replied, “No what do you mean?”

‘It means the Cellar is special. You need to be dressed, you need to be somebody. I can help some but you have to stay on your toes.” replied Mary.

She found an outfit in her closet that might let me skate through the evening. It was a bit more revealing than my style but very dressy. I showered dried and dressed in Mary’s outfit. We sat and discussed what the evening might bring.

Moments later the doorbell rang announcing Randy’s arrival. We exchanged pleasantries and departed . The ride to the Rib Cellar was non eventful with little conversation.

As we were escorted to the Cellar I began to understand what Mary had told me. The wait staff were all formally dressed zeytinburnu escort down to the white gloves. Every detail was anticipated and attended to. Randy ordered champagne and specified the dinner. The pace of the dinner allowed ample time for meaningful conversation.

The wine was poured and Randy inquired about my past. I shared details of my divorce and recent social life. Randy talked a little about his family. I was more concerned about our immediate environment than the content of our conversation. Somewhere between the entree and dessert I realized I had told my entire life story and all I knew was that Randy was married with four children. After dessert Randy asked for the check. After a quick look,he placed three hundreds on the tray and thanked the waiter. I had never seen a hint of the price for dinner and wine. The waiter smiled. I assumed he received a generous tip.

Randy and I left the dining room entered the lounge at the top of the stairs. Randy suggested a drink and a dance or two. I reminded him that I had moving duties this weekend. We compromised on two dances and no alcohol. Our second dance was an especially romantic slow dance.

As we left the dance floor Randy whispered in my ear, “I wish you would join me in my room for the evening.”

It had been months since my divorce and even longer since meaningful sex, I was his. We went directly to a room on the third floor that he had earlier reserved. I was twenty-two and had never had sex outside of marriage. Yet I was here in a motel room with a married man hoping he would insist. He didn’t insist but he tenderly convinced me that we should become lovers. It was an amazing night that I will never forget. We did things that I once thought were impossible. We collapsed in each other’s arms and drifted off to sleep.

I awoke early Saturday morning and tried to slip away to the bathroom. Randy caught my arm, caressed my breast and mounted me. I sensed a greater arousal growing inside of me, I relaxed and let the bud bloom into a massive orgasm unlike anything I had ever experienced. This was all new to me. We cuddled as we planned the rest of the day. Finally I had to answer nature’s call, I ran from the bed to the bathroom.

Randy ordered room service breakfast while I tried my best to become presentable. He was much more successful than I. I felt better after juice, coffee and food. We resisted the temptation of a second round this morning and left to finish unloading my car.

When we entered the apartment with the remaining items from my car Mary greeted us saying, “You look like you’ve been up all night. You will never get your stuff moved.”

We did not acknowledge her comment but replied, “We are on our way to my sister’s to retrieve the rest of my stuff.”

I knew that Cathy and her family were at the beach for the Fourth, but I didn’t tell Randy. We had a pleasant drive to Arab. Our playful exchanges were interrupted by hastened attempts to recompose as we approached a traffic check. We arrived at Cathy’s and I let us in with my key.

We went directly to my room where I told Randy that the family was at the beach. I didn’t need to say more as he hurried to remove our clothes. We were in the bed in less than a minute. There was no need for foreplay as he quickly entered me. In spite of our hurried start we proceeded at a leisurely pace until we reached an orgasm together.

Twice a day sex had been a rarity in my marriage, now I had experienced it two days in a row with an expert lover. In fact marital sex had consisted entirely of a few quick strokes with me on my back with my knees raised. I couldn’t imagine what the rest of the weekend would bring.

I became aware that a huge wet spot had formed as the mixture of Randy’s cum and my juices flowed from my body. I roused Randy and began removing the sheets. I threw them into the washer on a short cycle. I grabbed a wash cloth and tried to remove the stain from the mattress. I could not see any improvement. I tried wetting the cloth with vinegar. The stain remained but seemed to blend into the mattress’s cream and gold floral pattern somewhat.

We went to the utility area off the garage and began searching through the boxes that I had brought from my house in Georgia. I hoped to find enough stuff to upgrade the apartment kitchen to a fully functional status. We were making good progress arnavutköy escort when the washer signaled that it was time to move to the dryer. We could now accurately estimate our departure time. I soon declared victory in my quest for usable stuff and began loading the car. Randy was carrying the last box out as the dryer chimed.

I yelled to him, “Hurry back and help me in the bedroom.”

I looked across the front yard and saw Mrs. Baxter, the nosy next door neighbor looking down her nose at me. I waved and called back to her, “Good afternoon Mrs. Baxter. I’m going to miss you, I’m moving to Huntsville.”

Back in the bedroom the mattress stain was more prominent once it dried. I asked Randy to help me turn the mattress over.

He asked, “What’s the big deal?”

I replied, “My family does not behave in a manner that would cause such a mess.”

He looked down at the mattress and then at me stating, “At least one of them does.”

I blushed a bright crimson red as we turned the mattress and made the bed. With the house restored to Cathy’s cleanliness standards we locked the door. As we drove away I waved to Mrs. Baxter.

We stopped at Walker’s Barbecue at Cherokee Ridge just before the early dinner rush. Randy had a large pork plate and I opted for the stuffed baked potato. My level of physical activity over the last two days left me exhausted, I wanted to carb up a bit before the evening. The parking lot had filled while we had enjoyed a leisurely meal.

It was a short drive back to the apartment that only took about thirty minutes in the light weekend traffic. Mary was driving out as we stopped to enter the security code to open the gate.

She yelled to us, “We are going to dinner, watch the fireworks and then dancing. Do you want to join us?”

I answered, “We had a hard day. I think we’ll enjoy the fireworks from here.”

We grabbed the parking spot that Mary had just vacated near our door. We had unloaded all but one small box in the back floor and a few more hang ups in the trunk when Randy announced, “Quitting Time.”

We locked the car, entered the apartment and then locked the front door from inside. I began to unpack one of the kitchen boxes when Randy piped, “I said it’s Quitting Time.”

”Unless you want to sleep on the floor we have to put some of this stuff away,” I replied.

Randy reluctantly pitched in and in a couple of hours everything was ship shape. I prepared a fresh lemonade for each of us. We sat on the couch while some dumb reality show played on TV.

I stood and announced, “I’m going to grab a shower now. I may want to watch the fireworks later.”

Randy mumbled, “I’ll be in there in a few minutes.”

I felt greatly refreshed as I washed away the grime and sweat that had accumulated during my move. I was ready to step out of the shower when Randy entered. His equipment hung far down his leg as he pulled me back into the shower. He touched me all over. He spent time massaging, caressing and just plain teasing. My blood was boiling yet he appeared to be unaffected by our closeness. He turned the shower off. We exited and toweled dry. It was strangely quiet.

He lowered the lights as we entered the bedroom. I found my way to the bed and prepared to sit. Randy grabbed my shoulders and pulled us together. We kissed with open mouths and his tongue probed my lips. I thruster my pelvis into his, the expected upward pointing protrusion was missing in action. We

Randy pulled his mouth away from mine, nuzzling my neck briefly. He brought his mouth to my right breast taking the nipple and areola in with a gentle suction. Placing my nipple between his teeth he gently bit. He moved to my left breast repeating the process. He then returned to my right until I pushed him away. He dropped to my tummy gently kissing his way from pelvis to pelvis continuing to move lower. He firmly positioned me on the bed, lowered his head between my thighs and spread my labia with a gentle stroke of his fingers.

His mouth covered my entire opening, he applied a slight suction as he teased my inner labia and my clit with his tongue. I had never heard anyone describe the ongoing activity,much less experience it. I was debating whether to hang on to this feeling or to succumb to my desires. Suddenly there was no decision to be made. Juices rose from deep inside my vagina and pooled at gaziosmanpaşa escort my inner lips. The pressure rose as my labia puckered and my vagina spat into Randy’s face. I could not believe the feeling as it built inside of me again and the second shot landed in his eye. This caught Randy and me by surprise. I felt a third convulsion building and pushed Randy away as he dodged my discharges. The next convulsion produced more of a drool than a shot.

My first experience with oral sex left me exhausted, but I was determined to repay Randy. We were laying diagonally across the king size bed as slipped lower in the bed. I placed my right ear on Randy’s navel and drew his flaccid member to my lips. I lowered my left hand and gently stroked his thighs and scrotum. I teased the hood of his uncircumcised cock with my tongue with no apparent change in its condition. I pushed myself to a kneeling position, lowered my head and began kissing the underside of his cock from head to scrotum and back. After several round trips with no response I took him into my mouth. I pushed my lips towards the base of his penis. He provided more than a mouthful but he was still not capable of penetration.

My ear returned to Randy’s navel. I lay there with one arm and one leg curled over his left leg. My lips just covered the head of his penis as I gently sucked. I don’t know when we went to sleep but when I awoke I was breathing through my mouth. As I inhaled I drew his penis deeper into my mouth. As I exhaled my lips motor boated around it. My first attempt at providing oral sex did not produce the intended results but I am sure that they were unique.

I was hungry, thirsty and naked. I slipped from the bed leaving Randy asleep. I found Randy’s dress shirt from Friday night draped over the chair at my dressing table. It would make an adequate cover up for a quick foray to the kitchen. I slipped my arms into the sleeves and over lapped the front. I delivered two ice waters to my bedroom and returned to the kitchen to retrieve a bowl of strawberries and cream. Just as I took the first step towards the bedroom the front door swung open and the lights came on.

Mary sang out, “Annie I’m glad you’re still up. I want you to meet Solomon. You’ll probably be seeing a lot of each other around here in the future.”

I turned to see a huge black man smiling at me with his hand extended as if to shake mine. He said, “I am pleased to meet you, Annie. Please call me, Sol.”

I leaned forward and reached for Sol’s hand. His hand engulfed my hand making it look tiny. As Sol vigorously shook my hand, my unbuttoned shirt gapped open. It was like someone hit the off switch on everyone’s brain when the shirt came open. I still had the strawberries in my left hand and Sol continued shaking my right hand. I could feel my tits bouncing as they struggled to free my nipples from my shirt.

I finally stammered, “Well Sol I guess you are already seeing more of me.”

He froze with my right hand encased between his hands. He stared straight at me. Standing in the middle of the living room with a bowl of strawberries in one hand the other hand trapped by a large black statue, I could neither move nor cover myself. After Sol had time to memorize every detail of my body the circuit breaker to his brain reset itself.

Smiling broadly, Sol babbled numerous detailed apologies in Oxford English with an ever so slight island lilt. He still held my hand as Randy entered the room.

“Well it certainly sounds as if you guys are getting to know each other,” Randy mused.

Mary offered, “It’s nothing like it seems to be. It’s a long story though.”

Randy replied, “We will have to save that for later, Annie and l have some unfinished business to complete.”

Sol released my hand as Randy spoke. Without thinking I spun around to face Randy and to move into the bed room. As I turned my shirt flew fully open. I believe that my elbows were fully covered, but not much else.

Randy commented, “I guess it looked pretty much like it sounded in there.”

We returned to the bedroom and picked up where we left off. Unfortunately we left off at exactly the same place as earlier. I woke the morning as the sun was breaking the horizon. Randy was on his phone, apparently with his wife. He quickly hung up when I rolled over.

He began explaining, “The kids got sun burned at the beach and kept Dot awake all night. She started home just after midnight, she’ll be back around eight. I have to take care of a few things at home before she arrives.”

With that conversation, our three day weekend ended at dawn on Sunday. Randy rushed out and headed for home. I remained at my apartment. After two days of unforgettable sex, I was left unsatisfied. I knew I could hardly wait for our next opportunity.

The Revelation

He awoke slowly, comfortable and content with the knowledge that today would provide him with the opportunity he’d never stopped dreaming about.

Stretching languidly, he rolled onto his back to commence the inevitable massage of the throbbing flesh protruding erect from his groin.

It was a Saturday and the examinations were finally behind him. He knew he’d done well enough to be assured of entry to the second year of study at university and was looking forward to a couple of months freedom from the disciplines of scholastic life.

The sun streaming through the window warmed his body as he kicked the sheet aside to provide freedom of movement for the task in hand.

Gently he grasped the pulsating shaft, moving the skin back and forth without urgency as he luxuriated with his thoughts of the day’s promise. He summoned up the dream girl within his imagination and visualised himself caressing her naked form.

Alone, now that Pete, his flat mate, had departed to take up vacation employment in the south of France, there was no pressure on him to get up and he was in a mood that demanded sexual relief.

He had intended to spend the holiday with his parents in the Midlands, but the unexpected turn of events between Pete and Laura had quickly changed his mind.

Lovely Laura, his dream girl, had been going out with his mate for nearly six months. A fellow student living a short distance away, she had become his secret obsession. At nineteen she was the essence of the classic English rose. Of medium height, with a slender figure and bubbly personality, she had the basic ingredients of an attractive teenager, but with the addition of her long blonde tresses, pale skin and cool green eyes, she became a sensual beauty. She didn’t flaunt her charms, spending most of the day dressed in baggy T-shirts and long flowing skirts, but Joe had seen enough to become captivated.

Trouble was, as Pete’s girl, she was out of reach. He had too much loyalty towards his friend to muscle in and, by all accounts, they were a well matched pair anyway.

Week after week he’d suffered Pete’s boasting of their performance together.

“She’s like a firecracker,” he’d bragged. “Once I get my pecker up inside her it lights a fuse that’s uncontrollable. She comes at the first thrust and has another great bunch of orgasms before I’m finished.”

“A nympho that can’t wait for it. She has me between her thighs so quickly it barely gives me time to get a hard on.”

Joe found that one difficult to believe since he was sure nobody could be with Laura without a permanent erection, but he suffered agonies imagining them together.

“Tight and juicy, that’s the only way I can describe her gorgeous little honey pot,” Pete took delight in feeding him the intimate details. “Best bonk I’ve ever had.”

Despite nearly losing his mind with jealousy, Joe continued to nurture their friendship while acting out a secret fantasy with the fatihescort dream girl every night, seeking solitary relief from his heartache.

Then, last week, the bombshell came out of the blue.

“I’m jacking her in,” his mate had muttered over a pint. “Her appetite is killing me. The demands have been getting more and more outrageous. She wants it in every orifice she’s got and now refuses to let me use a condom. I’ve told her enough is enough and we’ve split.”

It was the best news Joe could wish for.

With bated breath he’d called her and asked for a date.

To his surprise, she’d agreed and this evening he was taking her to the cinema.

Wound up with excitement he wondered if he would be allowed to assume his friend’s previous role.

He visualised her laying naked on the bed, ready for sex and beseeching him to join her.

His hand pumped vigorously at the pulsating pole between his thighs while allowing the fantasy to take him to his goal. With buttocks clenched, he imagined the initial thrust into her moist interior and promptly passed the point of no return. Horrified, he felt his member spasm just a second before the warm fluid hit his belly.

Hell, she won’t be very impressed with that sort of performance, he thought angrily, remembering Pete’s bragging. Premature ejaculation is something I can do without!

It wasn’t as if he was without experience. He’d been with other girls in the past without problems, but then, they were only casual affairs. Right now he had the hots for Laura and wasn’t sure he could restrain himself sufficiently to stay in command.

Nothing would be more embarrassing than shooting off before she’s had any pleasure, Joe reflected with panic. The only possible redemption would be a quick recovery.

How quickly could he restore his libido? Once again he conjured up a mental picture of her naked body and was rewarded with an interested twitch from his flaccid flesh. Concentrating all his attention at the junction of her slender thighs thankfully provided the proof of his potential as his penis jerked perpendicular.

Considerably relieved, his fingers rejoined his revitalised rod and resumed the exercise, this time deliberately stimulating himself close to a climax and then backing off until his control was restored. He practised for an hour before finally allowing his aching appendage to spill for a second time, by now reasonably confident his efficiency would pass muster…..

He observed her while she watched the film, finding her profile more interesting than the action on the screen and wondering how to handle the situation after the show.

Later, sat opposite her at a bar table and totally hypnotised by those vibrant green eyes, he was still debating his strategy.

Should he go through a charade of making out to seduce her or be more direct about his intentions?

The more he recalled Pete’s levent escort revelations, the more he was convinced the play acting was unnecessary.

“So where do we fuck?” Joe finally asked, throwing caution to the winds. “Your place or mine?”

Laura was obviously startled by the question and took a long drink from her glass, recovering her composure before providing an answer.

“If that’s what you intend we should do,” she whispered, “I guess your place is as good as any.”

Great, he thought with elation, that’s the preliminaries out of the way. Now I’ve only got to prove I can deliver the goods and she’s mine.

He kissed her briefly in the taxi and again while ushering her into the flat.

She was quiet, almost subdued, until he edged her into the bedroom. Then, suddenly, she strode purposefully over to the divan and turned to face him as she undressed.

It didn’t take long. She kicked her shoes off, pulled the T-shirt over her head and dropped her skirt. Completely naked, she bent and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m all yours,” she said softly to Joe, who was still gob-smacked by her lack of underclothes. “I’ll take my lead from you but please be gentle with me.”

He gazed at the vision before him, gradually taking in her perfection.

The blonde hair, still tousled from stripping off the shirt, framed her pale face. The green orbs that were her eyes, glinting as if wet by a tear. The tiny snub nose and trembling lips that made him feel weak at the knees. The smooth skin of her neck that swept down to the breasts that lifted in time with her heavy breathing. The swell of her belly above the smooth, depilated fanny, partially hidden between her closed thighs.

No underclothes, no body hair and no nonsense, Joe registered each of the facts without recognising any hesitancy on her part.

“Are you okay?” Laura asked quietly, bemused by his inaction.

“Yes, of course,” he snapped out of his reverie, threw off his clothes and moved towards her instantly.

This is it, he mentally geared himself for the fray. For God’s sake take it easy and don’t cock it up when she starts to fizz.

Rising to meet him, Laura inclined her mouth for a kiss, wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed their bodies together.

Here we go, Joe muttered to himself as he toppled her onto the bed.

He brushed her lips with his own and felt her tongue trespass against his teeth. Tentatively he moved a hand to her breast and felt her shiver as he grazed the nipple. His rigid weapon twitched a response before his other hand crept slowly towards the smooth mound above her intimate opening.

A sharp intake of breath from his companion registered the arrival of his fingers over the silky skin and into the target.

He could feel she was wet and ready.

Barely breathing, he moved between her legs and eased his sensitive shaft between the fleshy ortaköy escort lips of her tunnel and pushed.

It slid in up to the hilt but, by crikey, it was tight.

Joe, surprised by the constriction of her muscles rippling along his penis, almost climaxed on the spot.

Remaining still, not daring to move for some considerable time, he eventually recovered sufficient confidence to slowly withdraw a few inches and thrust in hard.

Again he paused, this time expecting the onset of her first orgasm, but Laura’s only reaction was to issue a low sigh.

He looked into her face and caught a gentle smile as he prepared for another push.

This time she clenched her groin to hold him even firmer and he flipped out of control, squirting his juice deep within her body.

He felt her spasm as his fluid jetted, but there was still no evidence of the expected wanton release.

What a failure! His subconscious mind screamed at him as he tried to come to terms with the situation.

Only one more chance, logic finally prevailed as he decided to hang on in there and recover for another attempt.

Taking his weight onto his arms, a quick glance revealed Laura biting her bottom lip as she looked up at the ceiling. His eyes swept down to her breasts and over her belly to the spot where he could see his rod embedded within her.

The sight was enough to make the blood pulse through his core, causing his organ to swell to its erect proportions.

They moved together, each seeking to make the most of this second opportunity and maintained a unified tempo of movement until, after what seemed eternity, Joe finally felt his partner moving towards her zenith.

He slowed, teasing the approaching climax into greater intensity until, with a smothered gasp, she came and simultaneously milked his second offering.

Collapsed into a heap, they clung together until Joe’s breathing was restored to something like normal.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered his apology. “I thought I could do better than that. I hope you don’t feel too let down?”

“Why should I feel that?” Laura asked sharply. “We both managed to go all the way, didn’t we?”

“Yes, but I hardly matched the performance you’ve had from Pete.”

“Pardon!”

“He told me you were a multi-orgasmic nymphomaniac who could be sent to heaven several times between each of his own comings.”

“Did he?” Laura’s eyes flashed with anger. “Then he’s been telling you a pack of lies. I’ve never had sex with him, let alone an orgasm. Oh, he tried to persuade me several times and once threatened to rape me, but it fizzled out when he came in his pants before getting his belt undone.”

“But I thought you two were a couple?” Joe murmured, suddenly feeling very happy with the truth.

“Not really. I only went out with him to stay close to you, hoping some day you might show a spark of interest in me,” Laura smiled mischievously. “I’d almost given you up as a bad job, but I must admit, you were worth waiting for.”

“So my performance didn’t disappoint you?”

“Certainly not, I’ve never enjoyed anything better,” she grinned and then pouted provocatively, “but, if you want to turn me into a multi-orgasmic what’s it, we’d better get on with some practice…”

M.P.

The Next Door Neighbor

He stood there watching her, not believing what he was seeing. His neighbor was watering her back yard naked. His life didn’t seem to be going the way he wanted it too. His wife hasn’t wanted to have sex in the last three months, his job was the same thing everyday. And now he was very horny. He went on inside the house and try to get his wife to suck his cock, but she told him to go jack off she didn’t want sex anymore. He went up to their bedroom and tried to jerk off, but he just couldn’t get hard enough come. He gave up and went to sleep.

He woke up hours later, turn to see his wife sleeping, look at the clock and notice that it was after 2 in the morning. He got up and went out to the kitchen to get a drink. He decided he’d go outside to the pool. As he move closer to the pool he notice that his neighbor was also out. He walk over to hedge to talk to her.

“Miss, I’m sorry to scare you, but I thought I’d let you know that its not a good idea to water your yard in the nude, at least not during the daytime, and to be careful about some of the men in the neighborhood.” he said.

“Thank you for letting me know, but I was only trying to get your attention.” she said.

“I’m a married man, with a wife who doesn’t want to have sex with me anymore, and I’m a very horny man who just might take you up on that.” he told her.

“Why topkapı escort don’t you come over here and join me in the hot tub. I’ll be waiting” she said as her robe drop. He watch her robe drop and her ass as she walk away. He found himself following her.

“Mmmmm…my name is Misty. Whats your name?” she asked.

“My name is Bill” he said. “Take off your robe and get in, the waters nice and hot maybe we can get it a little hotter.” she said. He got in and sat next to her. He pull her to him and kiss her, moving his tongue in and out, tasting her. The kiss got hotter and harder, when he pull back and took a big deep breath.

“Wow, if that kiss is anything to go by , I’m going to love having you inside me” she said. “Lets go inside, I don’t want anything or anyone to interrupt us for the next couple of hours. “she said. He followed her into her house, to her bedroom. He watch her sit on the bed.

“Come over here and let me suck on your cock…mmmmm feels so smooth like velvet…mmmmm good” she said as she licking his cock. He watch her lick, and suck on his cock. she had me half way down her throat. “OOOOOOhhh sweet god… that feels… ssssooooo good…suck me harder…oh…yes thats it…deep throat me. OOOOOOhhhhh…yes…I’m going to fill you with my come, baby…here it comes…I’mmmmmm aksaray escort commmmmmmming” he screams out.

He thought to himself, he’s never had a someone who could take his big cock down her throat before, and still be hard as a rock. He reach up and kiss her. He told her that no lady ever given him head that great before. “That’s okay I’ve never suck a cock like yours before and I love your cock, sucking you got me so hot and wet, so wet that i want your cock inside me now” she said.

“After I enjoy your pussy first” he told her. He took her legs and spread them as far as he could and settle his self there. He slide his finger in, while he ran his tongue up and down, and circle her little nub, till he had it hard. He pulled his finger out and slide his tongue up inside her pussy, locks his lips there and suck her, while his tongue fuck her. He could hear her yelling for him not to stop.

He had no intention of stopping. “Oh yes…lick me…mmmmmm your finger feels soooo good…aaaaggggggg…yes suck my pussy…”she yelled. He had to hold her down she was lifting her hips off the bed. “ooooohhhhhh gggoooddd…I’mmmmm…cccoommming”she screamed. He move above her, kiss her and took his cock and slide inside her. She was so tight he wasn’t sure if he could get all of fulya escort his cock in her. he lifted her hips and slide in all 10 inches of him. “your so tight baby…sooo damn tight…you like my big cock baby I know you do, you want me to stop just let me know”he told her.

“NO DON’T YOU DARE STOP I want more…fuck me harder…ooooohhhh god yes…faster… I’m going to come…yes I’m commminnngggggggggggggg” she cried out. He watch her cum, holding his self back, not wanting to come just yet. “Mmmmmm, baby you ready for another ride baby. I’m going to make you scream my name again and again, then I’m going to fill you sweet pussy with a river of my cum.” he told her.

He started slamming his cock in her harder and faster, when she slammed him back he turn them over with her on top. “Ride me baby, ride me hard baby” he said. He reach up and squeezed her titties, and pulled them down to his mouth, sucking gentle at first and harder as she scream for him to suck her harder. He couldn’t take much more so he turn them again and with her under him he started to pound his cock in her pussy and when he heard her scream.

“FUCK ME BILL…BILL…OH GOD I’m COMINGGGGGGGGG”. He lost it then and he came with her. When they came back to earth he look up at the clock and saw it was almost 6 in the morning. “Oh baby I hate to tell you this but I got to get home before my wife gets up and finds me coming home from here” he said.

“That’s alright you will be back wont you?” she asked. He told her he’d be back every night if she wanted him to. “Oh yes I want you back, maybe next time you can fuck my ass, or maybe you can come back some day when she’s not home” she told him.

The Bank

Lunchtime and I find myself driving around in my car, work forgotten and the afternoon mine. No destination in mind I just drive. My head spinning in glorious excitement flipping between the woman I love and that of our lovers, the female side especially.

I pull into the parking lot and stop, after turning the car off I sit back and let my eyes take on the building before me, I feel my cock stir as I think about what could happen. My heart beats loudly in my chest and I swear that I can feel the seat around me pulsing with it’s beat! Opening the door I climb out of the vehicle closing it lightly behind me, turning I face the doorway inside and with a large inhale walk through the door.

The inside a typical bank, people are lined up waiting their turn, women working behind the large counter moving the masses quickly through. I walk up to the service counter and give them your name, “I have an appointment,” I almost whisper afraid to speak louder, sure they would hear the excitement in my voice and know something is different about this meeting.

“Have a seat,” the woman behind the counter tells me, motioning the stiff looking leather chairs behind me. Taking a seat I watch her lift her phone and speak into it, “Hi Heather, a Mr. Anderson to see you,” she pauses for a moment and looks up at me, “yes a Mr. Anderson.”

She hangs up and smiles, “she’ll be right with you.”

I nod and then thank her before relaxing my body and let my shoulders sigh against the back of the chair. Thinking to myself I wonder, “Which door will she come through,” as my eyes scan the numerous doors filling the wall behind the counter and women diligently working.

I don’t have to wait long to find out as I watch a door open almost directly in front of me but across the bank and you step through. My heart smiles and I gasp slightly at seeing you, though not the first time, every time I see you I am stunned by your beauty, today is no different. Your eyes widen slightly when you see me and you stop for only bakırköy escort a fraction of time, no one notices it but I do and in that moment our eyes connect and we drink each other in! Your tongue slowly licks the top of your lip as you walk forward and I feel myself harden a little more. Your eyes never leaving mine you cross the bank and as you approach your hand slowly rises, “Mr. Anderson?” you ask as if questioning is that who I am, more for the woman at the service desks benefit.

I stand and find your hand in mine as we softly shake, my finger caresses the palm of your hand before we release, “Yes,” I whisper.

“Good,” you respond, “Just follow me and I will take care of your needs today.” You turn and walk ahead of me and I follow, my eyes drifting down to the way your bum moves in the grey dress slacks you have on. Though the walk not very far I’m afraid that everyone will see the bulge visible in my pants in the few seconds it takes to cross the room.

We cross the threshold of your office and you slowly close the door with effort, your eyes never leaving mine. As soon as the door clicks behind us you push me against it and kiss me hard your tongue dancing across my lips, your hand cupping the front of my dress pants.

“I didn’t know it was you,” you moan between kisses. “But I’m so glad you are here!”

“Heather,” I moan into your lips, “I want you right now!” and my hands move to the buttons of your blouse and I slowly start to unbutton them.

Your hands stop mine and between kisses you whisper, “but I’m at work!” before sucking my bottom lip into your mouth. I lower my mouth to your neck and lick up to your ear. “I don’t care,” and I slowly move you to your desk chair.

I drop to my knees and kiss the front of your pants; my hands on your ass I pull you close crushing my lips against the crotch of your pants. My hands find the front of your pants and I slowly unzipped them and push them down to the floor, a moan şirinevler escort escapes from your lips in anticipation. Again I pull you close and kiss the front of your black panties, slightly moist I taste you through the thin layer of cloth, take in your aroma before pushing my tongue against your panties pushing them both inside of you! Your body arches and you shake for a moment from the sensation your hands dropping to the top of the desk and the back of the chair to hold you steady!

My hands leave your ass and find their way up to the waistband and I pull the cloth down over your cheeks and let them drop to the floor. Your wetness causes your lips to glisten and I eagerly suck one lip and then the next into my mouth, tasting your dew on my tongue. Your clit opens like a flower and I can’t resist but flick my tongue amongst its folds! Your body shakes above me and your hands find their way to my hair and you pull me closer

I push my tongue inside of you, tasting you, enjoying you. Your fingers wrap tightly in my hair and you pull me up to you and kiss me again this time tasting yourself on my lips. Your hands fall to my waist and you quickly undo my pants and they fall to the floor. Kissing me again you look me in the eyes and smile before slowly lowering yourself down. My cock is pushing against my underwear waiting to be free but you don’t allow it yet, instead you kiss me through my underwear causing my cock to jerk. Slowly you pull my underwear down letting me free, you look up at me and smile again and slowly lower your mouth along my cock, looking at me the whole time. You are incredibly beautiful and I can’t believe that I have you sucking me like this; you close your eyes and move up and down quickly on my shaft. It feels so good and my legs start to shake slightly as you move my body to bliss.

I can’t take it anymore and I pull you up and slowly lower you to the seat of your chair. Legs up I position myself at the entrance güngören escort of your pussy and let my head slowly trace its way along your lips.

Your eyes ask me to stop teasing and I comply and push myself into your tightness…. God you feel so good so tight. Slowly I start pushing in and out of you, your moaning filling my ears explicitly! Faster and faster I stroke your body reacting with mine your hand pulling my bum close to you with every stroke, your nails digging in slightly. I suddenly pull out and drop quickly to my knees and suck your clit into my mouth, in moments your body shakes and you cum against my tongue.

With out giving you time again I stand and push myself inside of you and stroke until I can’t anymore and shoot deep inside of you!

I fall against you in exhaustion and you wrap your arms around me pulling me close, “that was incredible Heather,” I kiss across your neck, you can only mumble, “uh huh.”

Getting up I slowly help you get your pants and panties back on before getting dressed myself. Kissing you again, you open the door for me and we walk back through the bank, stopping at the service counter you say to the woman there, ” you need to make Mr. Anderson another appointment for tomorrow, same time but make sure my schedule is free the rest of the day, because we will have lots to go through!”

“Sure Heather,” she responds, “it will be done.”

You turn to me and with a smile say,” So we shall see you tomorrow?”. I can only smile as I watch you glance down to the front of my pants and lick your top lip.

Turning I walk out of the bank already thinking about tomorrow’s appointment.

I walk back to my car my heart beating fast my head already going through the events that just happened, exploring every delectable angle of the still fresh memory. I glance through the window and see that you are still at the service desk chatting with the woman there and I stop to look at you. I smile because of the person you are and feel lucky that I could spend that time with you. You glance up and catch my eye and smile seductively and I wave, With a small discreet nod you turn and start to walk back to your office and I cant help but smile because that’s when I notice your hair, pushed flat in the back and sticking up and I can only guess that it was from pressing against the chair in your office