The Couple Ch. 02: Unicorn

Ella turned back to Nicole, now seductively bending down in front of her.

“Great job, you were amazing!” Nicole encouraged Ella. Nicole leaned down and, with unexpected passion, gave Ella a full, tender, luscious kiss.

It was warm, soft, and delicate… It took Ella off guard; she wasn’t expecting that.

But what Ella really wasn’t expecting was to be craving more.

Nicole stood back up, flashing her tattoo, a tiny black unicorn placed skillfully just above her hip bone. Wow, she is a unicorn, Ella thought as she blushed.

“You look like you could use a beer.” The Unicorn offered as she winked at Ella’s equally shocked Husband. “Hubby’s probably still a little spent.” Nicole smiled, gliding out of the room with a seductive grin toward Ella.

Ella reached out and delicately rubbed Calum’s leg as they exchanged a satisfied smile.

“I agree, you’re amazing, baby,” he thanked his bride with a kiss.

Moments later, their Unicorn returned. “You lovebirds ready for round two?” Their new friend asked, her naked body leaning against the doorway, cradling a beer bottle in her hands.

“If I’m making either of you uncomfortable, don’t be shy, please let me know… but I’m thinking this little lady deserved a little reward.”

Handing her beer to Calum, Nicole extended her hands to Ella, helping her off the couch. “Come on, tiger, the actions in here.” The pair skipped down the hall to the bedroom, Husband in toe.

Calum sat in the plush chair in the corner of the room, nursing his beer. Settling in with a perfect view of the gorgeous pair as he watched Ella help their new friend onto the bed, where she began to worship this bride’s body with kisses.

Nicole started by nibbling on Ella’s neck, working down between her breasts, gently messaging them with her feather-light fingers. Ella felt her skin tighten as her lips lingered ever further down her stomach. Every nerve tingled, quickening her pulse with nervous anticipation under the woman’s delicate touch.

Nicole’s lips were softer than Ella had imagined, delicate and tender. They sent sparks throughout her body with each beat of her now racing heart. Ella squealed and giggled as the intense rush of pleasure mounted within her over and over. Arching her back Ella reached out for their Unicorn’s head.

Ella couldn’t believe how overwhelmed with pleasure and excitement she was; this was supposed to be his fantasy, one for horny guys. She wasn’t into this stuff.

Yet, Ella felt lost in the moment; all she wanted was more; just like that, Ella reached out for their new friend, grasping Nicole by the face and pulling her up toward her for an intense and passionate kiss.

Their smooth legs intertwined, pillowy soft breasts pushed firmly against one another. By the time the kiss finished, they were both gasping for air. Calum couldn’t believe his eyes. It wouldn’t take long for him to recover his strength now.

“I know what you’ll both enjoy.” The Unicorn broke free with a gasp; Nicole grinned greedily. Soon, her lips glided down Ella’s heaving and arching chest, her hands still entangled in Nicole’s hair.

The Unicorn’s hands slowly replaced her tongue, teasing Ella’s sensitive nipples with slow circles as her tongue ventured further down Ella’s firm stomach. Ella felt the teasing would never end as Nicole’s tongue ran delicately down her hip avrupa yakası escort bones, even closer to where she yearned most for their touch.

Ella could see Calum felt the same, his beer bottle down; her Husband was slowly stroking himself. He was already rock-hard. Calum’s long stiff shaft jumped in his hands as he reveled in the bliss of his lover.

Ella smiled; good… he’s going to need some extra endurance tonight. She thought of saying something to tease him, help him to the edge again, but she couldn’t. Ella gasped as her hands reached out for the sheets; a wave of pleasure rushed up her spine as she suddenly felt the Unicorn’s tongue plunge inside her.

Ella lost herself in a sea of emotions as an orgasmic wave engulfed her every nerve. Nicole’s delicate tongue darted in and out and round. It was gentle and wet, unexpected, exciting, ecstasy like she’d never felt before.

Ella squealed in ecstasy as she gave an appreciative smile to the room. That was unexpected, Ella thought as she quaked in satisfaction and her heartbeat attempted to normalize.

Finally, she paused, and Ella could open her eyes. She knew exactly what she needed now.

Ella climbed out of bed and reached out for Calum. She embraced her lover with a deep passionate kiss. Ella could feel her Husband’s lips struggle to release her as his passion swelled.

“I need to take care of her for me. Get me ready for round two.” Ella whispered lustily into his ear.

Ella gracefully grasped Callum’s engorged penis, leading him to the edge of the bed with it.

“I think she’s ready for you, big boy.” Nicole glided Calum by his throbbing erection to Nicole’s wanting clit, slowly teasing it as Ella expertly massaged it with her Husband’s dripping wet head.

“I want you inside of her.” Ella whispered. Chills went up Calum’s spine as Ella grabbed her Husband’s hand and gave him a deep, thankful kiss.

Slowly Calum slid himself inside her throbbing folds, every inch sending a new wave of ecstasy up their Unicorn’s body. Nicole gasped as Ella leaned in to whisper something into her ear.

Nicole couldn’t hear it. She was lost in the moment. She grasped the sheets tighter as two pairs of hands ran up and down her smooth tight body as it shuddered with pleasure.

Suddenly Nicole felt warm, soft lips eagerly sucking on her hard nipple, one then the other.

Ella crawled up the bed, straddling Nicole. Ella showered Nicole’s snow-white skin with soft kisses until reaching her lips.

Together they passionately embraced, their tongues dancing, entangled in a picturesque scene of sapphic bliss.

Encouraging and inspired by the show, Calum thrust deep inside the Unicorn as she lay under his bride. Calum plunged himself deep inside of her again and again. Motivated by each gasp, the women underneath him unleashed.

Reluctantly, Ella broke from Nicole’s soft, smooth embrace, letting her lips tease the Unicorn’s perky nipples on her way up to join her Husband. Ella needed to watch this, and most of all, she needed to make sure he saved himself for her.

Ella took her place behind Calum, gazing over his shoulder, grasping his powerful hips. She held him, guiding the rhythm of her Husband’s powerful thrusts, drinking in the sight of their gorgeous friend as she lay there. Massaging istanbul escort her perky breasts, reveling in the sensations washing over her body. Nicole’s moans were coming faster and louder now, and Ella encouraged her Husband to quicken his pace. Calum could feel it, too; they had brought Nicole to the edge. Her warmth had tightened around him so much he didn’t know if he could pull out if he wanted to.

“Make her cum for me.” Ella whispered in his ear. The words alone nearly made him explode. Luckily for him, Ella saved him from himself. She deftly grasped the base of his penis, calming him just enough to allow him to resume the pace required to finish the task for Ella.

Nicole bit her lip in approval before throwing her head back as an immense wave of pleasure rushed over her.

Ella was helping now, rapidly rubbing Nicole’s clit as Calum slid himself in and out of her, matching her cadence.

“Make her cum!” Ella demanded of her Husband again, even louder, “show her what you can do!” Calum responded, pulling almost entirely out of Nicole and driving it back into her tightness faster and deeper than he had before. Nicole’s deep, hurried breaths turned into increasingly loud moans of ecstasy.

The Unicorn reached out, slapping the bed with her palms over and over.

“Just like that! Harder, harder, yes…..yea, just what I…yes!” Nicole cried out. Nicole’s skin flushed, matching the rush of pleasure taking over, causing her shouts of ecstasy to intensify as her legs began to quiver, “oh yes, that’s fucking it, I’m cumming… I’m fucking cumming, yes!”

Ella stood enraptured by the show, licking her lips with glee. Engrossed in the alluring display, she couldn’t help but touch herself. Her heart fluttered; Ella had never been this wet before. Their Unicorn was still panting as she collapsed on the bed, sighing and giddy.

“Mmm, that was something….” Nicole moaned, gently massaging her sensitive breasts. “I was definitely not expecting that from you, Tiger.”

Calum slowly pulled out of Nicole’s tight warm depths and sat up, licking her lips and letting out another slight quiver as Calum slid out of her.

Ella struggled to regain her composure and finally gasped, “my turn.” Ella crawled onto the bed and took her place behind the graceful form of their spent lover. She spread her long, firm legs in anticipation and beckoned her Husband with a finger.

Nicole still lay beside Ella’s wanting, an exceedingly beautiful figure draped across the bed. Her beautiful breasts heaving with anticipation. Nicole was in a prime position to help Ella take her turn. Kissing down Ella’s smooth and soft skin till she reached Ella’s sensitive hip bones. Nicole grasped Callum’s ready glistening erection and smiled back at Ella, eager with lust.

Nicole glided Calum’s erection to Ella’s eager wet lips, teasing her clit with the head of his penis. Teasing Ella just as she had been teased by Ella before. Ella closed her eyes and moaned before taking a deep breath.

“Fuck me Calum! Fuck me like you fucked her.” Ella demanded between breaths. “Fuck me hard!”

The Unicorn glided Calum’s erection deeper inside of his bride until the last inch of him disappeared. Ella shuddered with pleasure as she gasped with unexpected elation.

Ella always struggled to take the entire length of her Husband. anadolu yakası escort But that was the big plan of the night, the big payoff for her and her lover. Ella was so turned on at this point that she barely thought about it. Nicole was right; that was the trick.

“Take it all,” Nicole encouraged her with a breathy whisper. Her sweet feminine scent and warm breath gently caressed the nape of her neck.

Nicole’s delicate soft fingers gently massaged Ella’s sensitive lips, shooting a flood of sensation through her body. She was the focus now; Nicole’s delicate fingers teased Ella’s needy opening as her Husband slowly and deliberately slid in and out of her warm confines. Flush with pleasure, Ella trembled with delight as her Husband ventured deeper and deeper into her with every powerful thrust.

His throbbing deep within her awakened an animalistic fever inside her. Ella looked Calum in his eyes, “I need to feel you explode.” Ella demanded. Ella’s body quaked with need as she called out to her Husband, yearning to feel his release.

Calum didn’t need to be told twice. He had already been brought back from the edge of orgasm how many times? Three? Four times? He was ready. Ella took all of her lover inside her wanting folds, griping ever tighter in response to every inch of his throbbing shaft. He’d never felt Ella this tight. She knew she wouldn’t last much longer.

Ella felt her lover’s racing heartbeat match her own from deep inside of her.

She knew she had brought him to the breaking point. Ella’s heart jumped as she felt Calum throbbing to a size she knew wasn’t sustainable.

“Baby, yes!” Calum groaned, reaching down for Ella, grasping her breast to steady himself. Waves of pleasure washed over him, triggering his release. The long buildup of the evening had brought Calum to the edge. After countless pleasures granted by Ella and Nicole, he had reached his tipping point.

With a low groan, Calum let himself go. With each wave of pleasure, he throbbed and again let go deep inside Ella. Lost in the moment, Ella too had reached an unsustainable state. Feeling Calum enraptured by orgasm, filling her with his warm essence, she lost herself in a flood of euphoria.

Nicole felt her quiver as Ella arched her back in pleasure, knowing she was on the edge. Nicole gave Ella just the encouragement she needed.

With a devilish grin, the Unicorn delicately licked Ella’s hard sensitive nipple. That was all Ella needed. The rush of sensations overwhelmed her. Ella had never cum from penetration before. But she had never been so wet or eager.

She gave in to the pleasure. Overcome, she let a massive orgasm sweep up her body.

“Yes!” she called out louder than Calum had heard before she became lost for words, lost in the moment. Reaching out to steady herself on her Husband. Ella continued to shake with contentment as waves of sensations and unexpected pleasures washed over her.

Ella closed her eyes, satisfied to revel in the calming sensation of their heartbeats slowly returning to normal. She was amazed, gratified like she never had been before.

Ella smiled at Calum as he smiled back; that was all that mattered.

“That was so fucking hot.” Nicole moaned from beside them as they all gave a light-hearted laugh. They helped each other off the bed and escorted her to the shower, still holding her hand.

They took turns washing each other in the intimate confines of their shower. They reveled in the moment’s calm, the relaxing afterglow of an intense event-filled evening.

Finally cozy in their own or borrowed pajamas, they plopped down on the couch in a satisfied huddle. “I can’t wait for my birthday,” Ella whispered.

A Complete Lust Fulfilled

As Star woke up early, she remembered that she’d backed out of a promised intimate conversation, which she had so looked forward to. This mystery man was very seductive and mysterious.

“Hey … hope you’re having a good morning.”

She texted casually, trying to keep it cool.

A few texts in, he wrote back to her and said, “I wish you were my breakfast.”

After she got confirmation of how excited he was from some pics, she prepared for the call.

She laid down on the floor and put the cam in front of her. Soon they were both horny on cam, she pulled her black panties tight and his cock began to swell as he noticed how much more toned her body was since they last “played”.

“Oh yes, you look so ready for me…” Star moaned… her internet lover was all man, and so experienced. He breathed out “Oh let me see you …”

She pulled down her black panties … fixed her eyes on him stroking his huge cock and quickly put her fingers in to explore her wet, hot pussy.

“Ohh fuck!” She moaned, as was feeling insatiable and horny as hell.

“You’re soaked, look at your pussy. She is wet and my cock ….” he moans softly, “wants you.”

As his voice turned her on even more, the white juice began to flow. They both furiously panted and masturbated for each other. As he came, his sounds of having an orgasm drove her over the edge. His cum poured and shot out, and Star’s eyes rolled up to the ceiling.

“FUCK! I’m going to cum!!!” Her body clenched as she squealed in delight, rubbing her pussy firmly. She breathed out, “oh… my fucking god!”

Star was on the floor in a puddle of cum. he clothing was strewn about. They both felt satisfied, and promised the other that they would talk soon.

It would be inevitably happening again because they couldn’t resist making each other cum spontaneously.

Star shaved her pussy in the shower afterwards and laid down in the tub. She wanted even tuzla escort more. Deeper satisfaction…

As she fingered her pussy, she remembered how nice he’d made her feel. She grabbed her phone and slid her pussy right up to the water, as she switched from shower to the tub water. She began to make a movie for her lover… she moaned out, “I miss your cock!”

The hot water was gushing over her pussy with so much pressure, and she began to increase the heat and the pressure. As it felt so good, she lifted her hips up to the fixture, so she was closer up to it, and began to buck her hips.

Up, up, up… almost into an unbearable amount of hot water pouring over her thirsty pussy.

The sensation was so wild she orgasmed four times and was barely able to hold her phone.

Star hit “send” and took a breath. Standing back up, some water poured out of her.

An abrupt knock came to the door.

It was a package delivery, and Star put on a white satin robe.

Swinging open the door, the package delivery driver’s jaw dropped. Star was soaking wet, and basically looked naked in the luxurious robe. The delivery driver man was Star’s old high school boyfriend Bill. Nothing sexual had ever happened between them, bit there was always a lot of sexual tension because he was worried about turning of legal age before her.

“Bill!” Star was very surprised, and he was clearly enjoying the view. His pants showed his huge cock shooting up into attention, pointing at her.

She looked down and realized she had no idea how well endowed the “one who got away” actually was. On a whim and feeling wild and horny… she grabbed his shirt and pulled him inside her apartment.

He handed her the box he was delivering, she tossed it aside and began kissing him deeply.

As they got even closer, his girth pressed even more firmly against her through his pants and göztepe escort her robe.

“Are you sure..” Bill startes to ask.

Star grabbed his hand and put it up against her wet pussy, which she knew was hotter and wetter than she’d ever been. No man would resist her heat, it was still swollen and pulsing cum.

When he touched her, he instantly said, “Oh GOD!” and pushed her down on her couch.

He buried his face, instinctively into his ex-girlfriend’s pussy he’d never gotten to have, or touch. His skills since high school were much more refined, so he decided to show her how grateful he was to show her. He peeled off her robe, and his uniform.

She was amazed at the fit man he had become.

After an hour of 69, teasing, licking, laughing, and making each other cum with a helping hand… he leaned in and said…

“This time… I’m going to pump my cum inside that amazingly sexy pussy..”

She squealed and put her legs up.

He swept her up and took her into her bedroom.

Standing with her legs around him, he positioned himself slowly. savoring the moment.

She closed her eyes and said … “Yes, insist you fill my pussy. Make me feel how that thick cock will stretch me.”

Sliding it up and down the opening of her pussy, he said…”You know you made me wait for years. Close your eyes and let me surprise you. If i could wait … years… you can wait a moment!”

Star moaned, groaning rocked her hips up to meet him, as if she could make him hurry inside.

He continued to watch her body squirm and squirt as he alternately slid his tip over her pussy and sometimes licking a finger to slide it in her as she began to shake and scream.

As he finally felt in control he also took some pictures, she sat up, “what are you doing!?”

Just as she asked, he pushed his huge cock into her all at once and she realized he was bostancı escort filling her AND filming her. It was such a kinky day, all she had left in her was lustful surrender because all she could do was focus on how big his cock felt pumping in and our of her. A car engine video came to mind for her as she orgasms on his cock, which he only pushed harder and faster in response to her pussy squeezing him tight with her orgasm. He watched as he was even swollen bigger looking at his cock in her perfectly shaved pussy, it was pouring juice on him.

His work phone rang and he ignored it.

Flipping her over, her pussy was exposed and red. He licked her again then pulled her back onto him, doggie style. She took over, slamming back hard and trying to take every inch.

“UNNNNHH, FUCK ME!”

She fell foward on the bed in a collapsed multiple orgasm. He started to really intensify his pace and then finally pushed his last of 10 inches into her with the pace of a rabbit.

She felt a mixture of both pleasure and pain as his cock stretched her to new limits she’d not accompanied. It felt like his size and rhythm was growing with every push.

“It’s SOOO …. Ahh.. FUCKIN BIG! YESSS!”

A yell came from both and his hot cum made her convulsion like flows of orgasmic waves of pleasure.

“Do you like this?” He asked her.

Their hot juices were running down onto their thighs now.

“Yes, YES, Yesss!”. She squealed and pushed up against him for a final thrust.

He pulled out and caressed her pussy, and she said, “don’t stop..”

He remained another twenty minutes to finger her and watching her trick in the tub and he was so inspired he found himself giving her a big hard fuck on her bathroom sink.

As he left and she went to bed that night, she knew she’d never have a better day of lust, for her whole life.

She fingered herself and her lover responded to her video. She began again with him, putting her feet on the night stand to straddle the phone cam…fucking herself harder and harder for his delight and she let out an animal-like cry as she came, yet again.

“OHHHHHHHHH! unnnnhh!”

She orgasmed and felt so in control of her sexuality. her sleep that night was deep and she felt so satisfied.

Naughty Nanny Goes to Tahoe Ch. 03

B and Kevin had found time to get together several times already on this weeklong trip to Tahoe. Since her charges napped, and the wife was attending a professional conference, it had been too easy to have hot, steamy sex several times.

One evening, the wife got home a bit early from the conference and B made a round of cocktails while the parents played with their children in the great room.

“B, one of my colleagues from back home has a vacation home here and he and his wife invited us to come over for dinner, ” the wife said.

“No problem, I can put the babies to bed, y’all have fun!” B replied.

“Actually, they have heard so much about you, they are dying to meet you. Seems like they can’t find someone reliable to help them with their own children when they come here on trips. I thought, maybe you would meet them, and possibly come with them on trips.” She saw the look on B’s face and hastily continued, “I only suggest it if you like them, and am not implying we want to lose you!” Thank goodness that was the case. B had glanced at Kevin and seen the momentary look of grief on his face. He clearly didn’t want to lose her either.

“Sure,” B replied, “Always happy to meet new people! I just hope you didn’t hype me up too much.”

“Of course not! You are a welcome and loved member of our family! I don’t know what Kevin would do all day if you weren’t around.” B blushed a deep red (the wife had NO idea how true her statement was).

They packed up overnight bags, diaper bags, all the things necessary to go to someone else’s house, just in case there was fresh snow, or too much alcohol for anyone to drive.

They arrived at another gorgeous chalet with stunning views and the wife, Sara met them at the door. She was an attractive blonde in her mid 30s with amazing curves in her tight jeans and sweater. She hugged B and gushed over how pretty she was and how she was so looking forward to meeting her and introducing B to their kiddos.

Her husband, Rod was out on the deck grilling steaks and Kevin grabbed a drink and headed out to see him, while B and the moms sat down with drinks of their own to chat while the children played. They soon were all giggling and carrying on like they had been besties forever. In fact, this was the most relaxed B had ever seen Kevin’s wife, Joanna.

Soon Rod and Kevin came in with meat from the grill and empty tumblers. Rod was very handsome with dark hair and dimples when he smiled. He hugged B and kept going on about how glad he was to meet her and that he hoped she would consider helping them out from time to time. From the look he gave Kevin, it seemed that maybe he was in on their secret. This would explain how every time she looked his way, it seemed he was checking her out. It was very flattering, to say the least, and she found herself blushing and smiling shyly at him quite often.

After a fantastic dinner and wine, the moms and B went and tucked in the littles while the guys cleaned up. Once everyone was settled in, they returned to the living room where the husbands announced that they should all head out to the hot tub to watch the sunset. The wives agreed, and Sara said she had suits that Jo and B could borrow.

“I’m sure we can find one that fits your perfect shape,” Sara told B as she sized her up. B had A cup breasts back beykoz escort then, so she wasn’t so sure about a top, considering Sara’s obviously enhanced breasts, but smiled and agreed to try something out.

She followed Sara to the master bedroom and admired the decor while Sara dug through her closet. When she emerged, she was already in her bikini bottoms, sans top. B stared wide eyed at her perfect breasts. Sara grinned, “You like them? I can recommend the BEST plastic surgeon back home if you ever decide you want an upgrade.” B blushed, self conscious about her small breasts.

“I have been thinking that I would love to have breasts that are a better match for my big butt.” They both laughed. “You have a perfect bottom, my dear!” Sara replied.

B took the bikini she was offered, it was a neon pink thong (yikes!) and she stepped into the bathroom to change. She was glad she stayed smooth downstairs, as the material barely covered her puffy little mound. She admired herself in the mirror. “Not bad,” she mused, “I am sure Kevin will enjoy seeing me in it!”

The door opened and Sara peaked in on her, handing her a beach towel. “Wow, you wear those bottoms waaaay better than I ever did!” B blushed again, noting that Sara had an amazing figure, despite her protestation to the contrary.

The top turned out to be rather loose, even after adjusting the straps, but it seemed like it would stay on well enough. They were grabbing towels off the bed when Rod knocked on the french doors from the deck. “Hurry up, you two!” He called out to them. He had a huge grin as he clearly ogled B in the thong bikini.

They followed after him out to the deck, where Kevin and Jo were already in the big spa. They both remarked how great B looked in her borrowed suit, causing more blushes from the young nanny.

Rod offered a hand to help her in and placed his other hand low on her back as she stepped over the lip. His hands were very warm, despite the cold evening air.

B settled into the soothing water as they all chatted and watched the sunset. When asked, B responded that she would be more than happy to come back and help when they needed it. “Provided it is ok with Kevin and Jo.” she added.

“Hell, we might just come up sometimes too,” Was Kevin’s eager reply. Everyone agreed that was an excellent idea and they toasted one another to celebrate.

The sunset was as spectacular as promised and they all continued to drink and enjoy the company and the hot tub. B found herself getting a bit tipsy, as was everyone else, and she complained about her small boobs in the bathing suit, as she kept having to adjust it to prevent exposing herself. The men joked that she should jest ditch the top, considering how flat chested she was. She blushed again and the wives rushed to her defense and teasingly scolded them for their boorish comments.

“Well, I have an idea then,” offered Rod, “maybe all three of you should lose your tops, then it isn’t an issue anymore!” The older women groaned and splashed water at him as he cackled. “What?” It isn’t like we haven’t both seen you gals topless before. Remember that trip we all took to Aruba? Topless beaches?”

“That was when we were all newlyweds and not moms,” Jo said as she giggled.

“Ah yes, those were kurtköy escort the good old days,” opined Kevin wistfully. Now it was his turn to get splashed in the face.

“Admit it, you two are just a couple of old grannies now!” Rod chided, jokingly.

Sara and Jo exchanged an exasperated look between them and then they both whipped off their tops, to the hoots and hollers of the guys. As it turned out, they had both been to the same plastic surgeon. B had never seen Jo’s breasts and immediately felt like Kevin was getting shorted every time he and she would have sex.

“Well now I am definitely keeping my tiny titties tucked away,” B said laughingly. Both men booed and promised her that more than a mouthful was a waste. The wives consoled her and told her she could do whatever she wanted, and to ignore the oafs.

B had just enough liquid courage, that she finally untied the neck strap and let the top fall into the water. Her always erect nipples were even harder than usual in the cold air and under the watchful eye of the three other adults.

“Oh my, you have perfect nipples,” Sara remarked as she reached over and touched one. Everyone quickly agreed, and she thanked everyone for their kind words, as she asked for more info about the surgeon they had used.

Sara and Jo both offered to let her feel their breasts, which she did awkwardly. They felt and looked very real and there was no visible scarring under the milky globes on either woman.

“I think it would be really hot if y’all started kissing each other!” Rod said loudly. He got splashed again as the women all chuckled and broke contact.

Sarah proclaimed, “Clearly I need to take Rod to bed, before he gets in trouble with his mouth.” Rod grinned and stood up out of the water, proudly showing off his tented trunks. Sara kissed the other two women on the cheek and took his hand to step out onto the deck. They said their goodnights and headed back through the french doors to their bedroom.

Jo yawned, and with a bit of a slur, said that she too, was heading to bed. “Kevin, you can stay and keep B company.” He of course, agreed, kissed her goodnight and patted her bottom as she stepped out of the tub. Jo walked a little unsteadily back into the house. B’s heart fluttered as she realized that she and Kevin were left alone.

He slid next to her in the hot tub, resting his hand on her inner thigh. She started to protest his boldness, but he shushed her with a deep kiss. “Don’t worry, baby,” he offered, “She has had enough to drink that she will be passed out soon.” He slid his hand up to her scantily covered mons and stroked her through the material as he kissed her again. She parted her thighs for him and reached out to find his already stiff cock freed from his trunks. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it as they made out.

He slid his other arm around the small of her back and pulled the ties at her hip, causing her thong to fall away and he wasted no time penetrating her wet folds with his fingers. She moaned into his kiss as she threw her leg over his and continued stroking his thick shaft.

He broke the kiss and easily lifted her by her hips until she was sitting in his lap, leaning back against his strong chest. He kissed her neck as he slid his şerifali escort cock between her lips. She reached down and eagerly guided it into her needy little pussy as his hands covered her breasts and his fingers tugged and teased her nipples.

She thrust back against him urgently, sloshing water in the jetted tub. he felt so good, stretching her tight walls and she knew she would cum soon. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as they fucked. Her reverie was broken when he whispered in her ear, “Hey we have an eager admirer…” She sat up in alarm, and saw Rod standing close by, stroking a massive erection and grinning. She started to bolt, but Kevin’s firm hands held her in place, and he continued stroking in and out of her.

“Relax, B, you should be flattered by the attention. Besides, I already told him about us, and we have shared lots of experiences.” He continued to gently kiss her and he slid a hand down to rub her clit as he kept his rhythm.

She wasn’t sure what to think, but she was extremely aroused. This was all new and erotic, and she found herself letting go as she continued to watch Rod stroking that magnificent piece of meat. Suddenly, she wanted both men and she had a very intense orgasm imagining Rod feeding that cock into her mouth.

“MMM that’s my girl,” Kevin cooed as she orgasmed. “No one would be upset, if you wanted him to come closer.” He urged. She had drank enough that her inhibitions were lowered, while her libido was on fire. “Ok,” she whispered in a small, nervous voice as she watched, transfixed, as Rod stepped closer.

Kevin turned her around until her knees were on the seat. He guided his cock back into her pussy from behind as Rod swung his legs over the side, one on each side of her head.

Suddenly his cock was bouncing just inches from her face as her lover pounded her harder from behind, “I want to see you suck his cock, for me, baby,” Kevin whispered excitedly in her ear. Rod looked down at her, eagerly and he waggled his cock back and forth.

She surprised herself when she reached out and wrapped her hand around his girthy shaft and tugged it. She closed her eyes and put the head in her mouth. Rod moaned as she licked her tongue against his oozing pee slit. “Oh yeah, I’ve been dying to feel that sexy little mouth on my cock,” he exclaimed, as she began sucking him.

She was satisfying two hot guys at once, and it was intoxicating, She had the most intense orgasm of her life and her pussy contracted so hard that Kevin was only able to get one more deep thrust inside her before he announced he was cumming and flooded her with his hot seed,

“Oh baby, make Rod cum with your hot little mouth,” she was urged. Rod held her head and began thrusting in and out of her mouth as she gripped his thighs to steady herself. She felt him tense as he grunted and began spurting thick hot ropes of cum in her mouth and down her throat. She gagged and sputtered a bit, but swallowed most of it and kept him twitching in her mouth.

“Oh fuck, that was incredible, “Rod declared as he pulled his cock from her mouth. He pulled her up and kissed her puffy lips, his tongue swirling with hers, traces of his cum still in her mouth.

Kevin smacked her bare bottom hard as he bragged to his buddy that he hadn’t been lying about the fact she was the total package. Rod nodded in agreement as he cupped and squeezed her ass. “Yeah, I can’t wait until she comes to help us out!

B was pressed between the two men, her pussy leaking cum, and a huge load in her stomach. She was delirious and knew that she was now a fan of this type of attention. And she wanted more!

To be Continued…

The Underclassman Ch. 09

An Oddly Familiar Situation

Mick trudged up the steps and was immediately accosted by Abby. “Good morning sleepy head!” she bellowed as he walked towards the kitchen. “Decided to sleep in I see,” continued Abigail in her familiar ebullient tone. Mick knew it was past 10:00 a.m. as he had glanced at his cell phone moments earlier when he had come to after having fallen back to sleep after Victoria’s departure from his room.

“Morning,” Mick unenthusiastically offered in return as he slogged over to the island where Abigail and Zoey were stationed.

Abby said to him, “Up late working on the paper I take it?” He nodded yes but offered her no words knowing that his reply was not completely true by any stretch. “How about I make you some French Toast?” she asked him. “Thanks,” Mick said, “That sounds great.”

“Good morning everyone!” boomed Victoria as she burst into the kitchen just a moment later.

“Hey,” Abby replied as flatly as Mick had previously, while eyeing her sister warily. “I was just about to make French toast for Mick, would you like some?” she asked her sister.

“Thank you! That would be awesome,” Tori exuberantly answered.

The three dorm mates all silently exchanged glances with each other as Abigail and Zoey were not sure what to make of Victoria’s sudden change in demeanor. Mick however was not nearly in the dark as his two friends.

Tori walked over to the cupboard and retrieved a ceramic mug. “Would anyone like me to pour them some coffee while I’m here?” she offered. The trio just all shook their heads in silent reply.

While opening the refrigerator to retrieve the creamer, Victoria asked Abigail, “Do you need the eggs or milk?” A confounded Abby replied, “Both please… and the butter too if you don’t mind.” Her sister retrieved each of the items from the fridge, walked over to the stove and placed them on the counter. “Thanks for doing this,” she said to Abigail in a hushed voice before placing an arm around her sister and giving her a quick hug.

As Victoria broke her embrace, Abby leaned away from her and brought the spatula in her hand up between them in a snappy motion. “Who are you and where is my sister?” Abigail asked in a curt tone. Victoria honestly wanted to be amicable towards everyone even if it was only for the last day they would all be together, and she was not so naïve to think that she would not have to atone for her behavior and convince the others of her sincerity. Nonetheless, Abby’s disposition still caught her off guard and stung deeply.

“I’m sorry,” said Victoria. After a brief pause she leaned into her sister and admitted softly, “I’ve been a bitch, I know.” Both Mick and Zoe strained to hear her hushed words while doing their best to be nonchalant. “I just want… I’m hoping… I want our last day to be enjoyable,” she further added reticently. Hearing sincerity in her sister’s voice, Abby’s expression softened and she smiled gently. “That would be great,” said Abigail.

Alexis could hear what seemed like friendly banter emanating from the kitchen as she came down the steps. She was in no way expecting to find Victoria sitting there or the four of them being so congenial with one another. Lexi was treated to a chorus of “good morning” when her appearance caught the attention of the foursome. “Good morning to all of you,” she warily replied before inquiring, “Has everyone eaten?” Again the group spoke in near unison, their responses having an unexpected amiable tenor to them.

“Abby made this awesome French toast,” Victoria said in a complimentary manner.

“Is that so?” asked her mother as she walked over and poured herself a cup of coffee.

Alexis whispered to Abigail who was cleaning the countertop, “What did I miss?” “Gift horse mom,” mumbled Abby, “gift horse.”

“Okay well, I need to run into the office for a few hours and get some work done,” declared Alexis.

“Speaking of which,” said Mick, “I need to get back at it myself.” And with that, the unexpected cordial gathering dispersed unceremoniously, each of them heading their own separate way.

Mick was almost finished with his second read-through of the final draft of his English Literature term paper when he heard the all too familiar sound of someone knocking on his door. “Hey,” said Abby as her head popped through the opening door. “How’s it going?” she inquired.

“Actually really well,” Mick replied before further offering, “I think I’m really close to asking you to proof and critique it for me.”

“Can’t wait to read it,” replied Abigail. “Can I interest you in some lunch?” she asked him.

“No thanks, I’m good,” Mick told her. “Still filled from your awesome breakfast,” he told Abby which brought a smile to her face.

Abigail said, “No one seems to be hungry so we were talking about making margaritas and sitting in the hot tub for a while. Come on and join us.”

“Give me a few minutes and I think I will,” he said.

The girls were sitting on the edge of the hot tub with their feet in the water when Mick walked out onto the deck. Victoria shouted, “We saved you a seat!” when she saw him.

Mick maltepe escort sat down across from Tori and gazed at the mostly empty pitcher parked next to her. “You saved me a seat,” he said, “but did you save me anything to drink?” “Of course!” Tori declared.

Mick and Abigail exchanged glances with each other as they watched Victoria fill a glass with unsteady hands. “Here you go,” she said as she passed the cocktail across the hot tub haphazardly. Mick reached out with both hands trying to intercept the glass before any of its contents could end up in the water.

Mick was pleased to see that Victoria was once again sporting her monokini and falling out of it a bit as she leaned forward to pass him a margarita. He was also grateful to find that Zoe’s Jacuzzi attire consisted of a rash guard and board shorts. Abigail however was sporting a very modest bikini and it surprised Mick to discover that she had a rather nice physique.

When Mick realized that he was admiring his dormmate in such a manner it skeeved him out. That struck him as odd when he thought about it, considering that in the past day he had made love to both her mother and older sister and did not have too much of a problem with the thought of either. Mick had come to think of Abigail as a sister so he was thankful when a tipsy Tori slid into the tub and underneath the water prompting Abby do the same.

A half hour and two pitchers later, Alexis walked through the slider and was once again surprised to see all four of her house guests apparently having a good time together. “Looks like everyone is enjoying the day,” she said to the group.

“Change and jump in mom!” Tori suggested, having some difficulty with her words.

“Thank you but you guys have fun for me,” her mother replied.

“I think it’s about time for us to get out anyway,” suggested Abigail.

The group reconvened in the kitchen after having changed out of their wet suits. “I thought we’d use the leftover turkey to make Monte Cristo sandwiches for dinner,” Alexis announced. Victoria replied, “That sounds good mom.”

“Abby can you whip up some more French toast for the sandwiches,” she asked her daughter.

“Of course!” answered Abby before continuing, “And after dinner let’s all play a game of Monopoly!”

Her suggestion was initially met with silence until Tori interjected snidely, “That does not sound like a good idea.”

“Oh come on,” her sister said, “This is the last night we’re all here so let’s do something together.”

After dinner and after much cajoling, everyone agreed to Abby’s request. As she went about jubilantly setting up the game she asked, “Do you want to be the banker mom?”

“No thanks,” replied Alexis.

“But you’re the vice-president at the bank,” her daughter said sounding disappointed.

“Exactly why I don’t want to do it now,” her mom replied emphatically.

From the start it was obvious that Abigail was way more excited about playing the game than any of her opponents. On her first turn she rolled a twelve and shrieked, “Electric Company!”

“Geez Abby,” her sister said looking and sounding perturbed, “stop screaming.”

“Did my sister have a few too many margaritas today?” Abigail asked Tori resulting in her to shooting back, “Just roll your double wise-ass.”

“Enough of that Victoria,” her mother instructed, hoping to avoid her daughter reverting to her previous unfriendly temperament.

Tori’s forehead spent the entirety of the game throbbing in the palm of her hand until she landed on Oriental Avenue and owed Zoe four hundred dollars for the privilege. “Wow, for that slum?” she said disparagingly, to which Zoe nodded yes without uttering a spoken word.

Fact was, Victoria was more than happy to hand over her last property and be out of the game. “Good night everyone,” she said while getting up, “I have an early flight and I still need to pack.”

After an exchanging of good nights the game continued. Mick held Park Place and the Boardwalk with two houses on each but everyone somehow managed to pass over his properties every time around the board. When Lexi once again hop-scotched by and passed Go landing on Community Chest his irritation became quite obvious. “The high-rent district approach seldom works,” stated Abby which only irked him more.

Alexis groaned when she flipped over the card. “I’m being assessed for street repairs… six hundred bucks!” she said with disgust before throwing the card down. Factoring in the two hundred her mom should have collected for passing Go Abby said, “Well you only owe the bank four hundred,” trying to help her find some solace in her misfortune.

“I’m going to have to mortgage all my houses on orange to cover it,” she replied to her daughter.

Lexi’s solvency was short lived because on her next turn she landed on Connecticut Avenue and found herself in need of another six hundred dollars to give to Zoe. “How about I just give you my all my orange properties, Pacific Avenue and the…. thirty-seven dollars I have left?” she offered to her daughter’s pendik escort friend. Zoe held out her hand palm up while moving her fingers back and forth signaling for Alexis to pass it all over.

“You do that and she’ll be able to build on the greens,” Abby protested.

Lexi told her youngest, “I have no choice honey.”

Zoe immediately plopped down eighteen hundred bucks and simply said, “Nine houses please.”

On the next trip around, Mick unfortunately found himself visiting Zoey’s newest construction project, and in need of mortgaging Park Place and Boardwalk to pay her for the privilege. “I think your mom and I are effectively out of the game,” he said to Abby.

“First the mathematician, then the bank VP and investment guru,” Abigail snarked in jest.

“Yeah okay, because this isn’t a game or anything,” Mick retorted with a testy tone. “Can we just call it and see which of you has the most money and be done?” he requested.

Abby and Zoe went about the process of liquidating their holdings and calculating their wealth as a disinterested Alexis loaded the dishwasher and Mick checked his cell phone for messages. “I have twenty-two thousand thirty-six,” Abigail announced as she turned to her roommate who was still silently counting her cash. “Almost three thousand,” announced Zoe seconds later.

“What?!” Abigail wailed as she slapped the table drawing everyone’s immediate attention, as this sort of behavior was very uncharacteristic for her.

“The utility company-railroad strategy never works,” Zoe proclaimed in her typically impassive manner before adding, “Being a slum lord however…”

A stupefied Mick locked gazes with Abigail for several seconds–partially because of her own behavior, somewhat because he could not recall Zoe previously speaking at such length, but definitely because Abby had crowed about losing strategies and lost the game, in addition to her throwing shade at him, her mom and sister, capped off by losing to Zoe. He did his best to contain himself but could not stop from bursting forth and snickering due to the situation which was laden with multiple paradoxes.

Abigail demonstrated her unhappiness by grabbing a hotel game piece off of the board and throwing it at Mick which caused him to turn and throw his hands up in an attempt to deflect it which only made him laugh even more. After the second salvo bounced off of his chest he verbally fired back, “Enough Victoria,” which eliciting Abby to grab every game piece within her immediate grasp and frag him relentlessly. She continued to pelt him as he stood up chuckling. “Thanks for the game and good night,” he said as he fled towards his room. “You will be picking those up,” asserted Alexis.

Mick fired up his laptop thinking about what still needed to be done to complete his paper. It was well after 10:00 p.m. and he came to the realization that he did not even have the energy to check his email or Facebook, much less work on the English Lit project. He still needed to pack and wanted to get up early and get a run in before he piled into the car with Abigail and Zoe for the long ride back to school. Overwhelmed by his thoughts and exhausted, he could not fight the urge to get undressed and crawl into bed.

Mick was roused by a sound that he did not even consciously perceive. As he drifted back and forth between being comatose and sentient, he thought he heard something albeit distant and elusive. He wondered if he was dreaming and when he opened his eyes to a bright blur he was not any more or less sure. Mick wiped his eyes trying to clarify his fuzzy vision before reaching for his cell phone on the table. He looked at the screen but could not see the clock.

This time he could tell that it was someone at his bedroom door when the knock came again. Once more Mick looked at this phone and realized that he had forgotten to put it on the charger the night before and it was dead.

He picked his tee shirt up off the floor and put it on, then opened his door expecting to find Abigail standing on the other side. Mick was startled to find Alexis standing there with her arms folded. “Good morning,” she said to him.

She was wearing an exquisite red robe that was embroidered with white cranes and pink dogwood blossoms and by the way it cascaded over her body accenting her figure he surmised it must be real silk. “Um… good morning,” he sputtered in return.

“Abigail said if you weren’t up and about by eight-thirty to knock on your door,” she informed him.

“Thank you,” said Mick, “Looks like my phone died and my alarm didn’t go off.”

Alexis explained to him that Abigail and Zoe had taken Victoria to the airport and her daughter wanted to get started back for school as soon as they returned. When do you expect her back,” he asked Alexis who replied, “Maybe not quite an hour.”

He confessed that he had intended to get up early and go for a run but did not think that he now had enough time to do so, shower and pack before Abby’s return. “I can start the sauna in the shower if you want to sweat,” offered ataşehir escort Alexis. “It’s not the sweating,” he told her, “but the cardio.”

Lexi unfolded her arms allowing her robe to fall open which she intentionally had neglected to tie closed. Mick could see that all she was wearing underneath were some lilac-colored panties with ivory lace trim. “Maybe I can help with a quick workout?” Alexis suggested as she reached out and grabbed him by the hand. Mick did not protest as she led him up to her bathroom where she switched on the steam generator.

Alexis turned around and began to kiss Mick. She ran her hands up under his shirt exploring and marveling at his physique before entirely removing his top. Mick reached inside her robe and placed his hands on her waist as he reciprocated her affection. Slowly he slid his hands up her ribcage and squeezed her breasts as he rubbed her stiffening nipples with his thumbs.

Mick grabbed Alexis by the ass and pulled her snuggly against him. It was immediately apparent to Lexi that more than simply her nipples were becoming firm. She dragged her palms down his torso as she knelt down in front of him then pulled his boxers to the floor by the waistband liberating his elongating member.

Alexis had not been able to purge her thoughts of how physically satisfying her initial intertwining with Mick had been. Literally facing another opportunity, she wasted no time taking him into her mouth to quicken his erection so he could fulfill her rapacious yearnings. Lexi sensed her own excitement building as she felt Mick growing harder in her mouth by the second. She stood up shedding her robe, pushed her undies down to the floor, and then shepherded him into the increasingly humid enclosure.

Alexis picked up her damp bath sponge and liberally poured bath gel all over it. Slowly she began to traverse Mick’s chest in a circular motion with it, working up a rich lather as she went. He watched as she wrung out the sponge with both of her hands coating her breasts in suds for his viewing pleasure.

Mick complied when Lexi motioned for him to turn around. She rubbed her soapy tits all over his back before wrapping both of her arms around him. Again she caressed his chest with the sponge and with her free hand, commenced jerking his shaft.

Alexis gently took hold of Mick’s wrists and placed his hands upon the wall which bent him over slightly. She stood there for a moment admiring his sculpted form especially his toned haunches. Starting with his broad shoulders, Lexi ran the sponge back and forth, methodically washing his back as if laving a prized stallion. Once again she squeezed the sponge and watched the bubbles flow down his back then between his ass checks on their way to the drain.

Lexi gave Mick a playful slap across his wet ass causing him to grin, then pressed herself against his back and began to drag her melons side to side across his body in lieu of the sponge. Slowly she slid down Mick’s back and got down on her knees behind him. Lexi reached between his legs, grabbed his stiffening cock and began to stroke him again with her slippery hand. With her other hand, she gently massaged his calf before migrating northwards, exploring his thigh and once again his glutes.

Alexis let go of Mick’s pole and his ass, then grabbed him by the hips and spun him around to face her. After pushing him back against the tiled wall she scooched forward while still on her knees and put his shaft back into her mouth, soapy bubbles and all. Up and down, Lexi bobbed on him for a moment but Mick wanted his turn. He reached down and took hold of her by the shoulders and stood her up.

Mick pulled Alexis to him and pressed his lips against hers and as they kissed, he slowly moved their bodies in a circle as if they were dancing. Mick spun Alexis around so she was now facing away from him. He placed his hands under her forearms, raised them and put Lexi’s hands against the wall exchanging places with her, as it was now his turn. Mick knelt down and beginning just above her ankles, explored up the backs of her legs with the palms of his hands, culminating with a healthy squeeze of her tush.

During their stopover, he had not been able to appreciate in the dark of the night what an absolute incredible body Abigail’s mother possessed, but now Mick marveled at the sight of Lexi’s toned legs and rump, and delighted at the feel of her smooth skin as he ran his hands over her. Mick parted her ass cheeks and inserted his tongue into her quim. Her approval was evident as Alexis widened her stance, arched her back and ground her pussy back against his invading tongue. It did not take long before Mick was unable to restrain himself any further. He stood up and positioned his bulbous head against her labia and began to rub it up and down against her slick portal.

Mick was not the only one who was impatient however. He did not intend to tease Alexis with his dick but to her, it felt like that was exactly what he trying to do. She took the initiative and pushed herself back from the wall and rocked her hips rearwards lancing herself with half of Mick’s spear. Reflexively he thrust forward burying most of the rest of his cock into Lexi who was delighted by the further incursion. “Mmmfff yes!” Alexis professed when Mick grabbed her by both hips and began to slide himself in and out of her. “This seems oddly familiar,” thought Mick, as the situation was very familiar indeed.

Soccer Mom Extravaganza, Week 05: End

(Author’s note: These are the tales of my journey from an unhappily married man to a very sexually active single/divorced man. These stories are based on true events and relationships, although the quotes may not be verbatim, and all events are generally stated as best as I can recall, with some embellishment or artistic license as needed, especially considering I am writing this 20+ years after the events of the first story. But the substance of each story is true.

Everyone was over 18 and everything was consensual. Names and places have been changed or “hidden” to protect identities and privacy.

You may see references to other people or events in my stories, seemingly out of context. I’ve written all my stories as a chronological account of my life after divorce, but each story stands on it’s own unless noted as a new chapter)

Soccer Moms – Week 5

Sunday and Monday came and went without any contact between any of us, other than Jennifer’s text Monday evening asking if we were good for Tuesday.

I responded, “Define we.”

She replied, “LOL. See you tomorrow.”

I had no idea what to expect. Around 8:30 am on Tuesday, I was in my office, sitting in my chair at my desk doing work when I heard the garage door close, then the door to my house open.

I called out, “Hey I’m in my office.”

I heard a presence at my door, and looked up to find both Jennifer and Susan standing there.

“Ok,” I thought, “I guess this is happening right now.”

Without a word, Jennifer crossed over to me and knelt before me, rubbing my already hardening cock beneath my sweatpants. Susan stood silently watching. Jennifer slowly slid my pants down and exposed my hard cock.

As Jennifer stroked me, I said to them, “I’ve never done anything like this before. Never been with more than one person. I’ve been watched having sex but that’s the extent of my experience with this.”

Susan said, “No experience here either.”

Jennifer unsurprisingly said, “Well, I took on two guys once or twice, and experimented with another girl one on one a couple times, but I’ve never done this with another guy and girl either. We don’t have a plan. Susan said she just wants to watch us.”

I looked at Susan and could see she was already getting flush with excitement.

She said, “For now.”

Jennifer started licking my dick and balls, giving me what amounted to a pretty standard blowjob, made 1000 times more exciting by the presence of Susan in the room. I hand my hand wrapped lightly in Jennifer’s hair while she watched me watching her.

Across the room, I heard Susan whisper, “Fuck her throat.”

In response, I started forcing Jennifer’s head down further, driving my cock deeper into her, while I looked at Susan for approval. Apparently unsatisfied, Susan walked over and kissed me while Jennifer was sucking me. Then, standing behind me, Susan grabbed Jennifer’s head and pushed it down into my lap. We both looked at Jennifer, and she us, as Susan drove my cock down Jennifer’s throat.

Susan later moved to kneel next to Jennifer, and I opened my legs wider to accommodate them both. Susan grabbed my balls and fondled them, while getting a close up view of the oral action that was happening inches in front of her. She grabbed Jennifer’s hair and forced her down on me all the way, for about five thrusts, then pulled her head off and kissed Jennifer full on the mouth, sharing a very sloppy kiss due to huge amounts of saliva generated by the deepthroating.

Susan let go of Jennifer, and lowered her own head to take my dick into her mouth, taking it straight to the root. To this point, Susan seemed to have assumed control of the three way, but Jennifer was not about to be the full time submissive player here, so she returned the favor by grabbing Susan’s head and forcing the action as Susan had done.

With all this going on, a fleeting thought crossed my mind that almost made me laugh out loud: “Boy marriage is so damn boring!”

These ladies got into a nice rhythm, taking turns deep throating me, occasionally stopping to kiss each other. For my part, I could probably come any time, but wasn’t sure what to do. So I played it safe, letting them alternate for a while.

After kartal escort a few minutes, I was getting really close, so when they took one of their kiss breaks, I said, “I’m going to come soon.”

Susan took over again, forcing my cock into Jennifer’s mouth and guiding her movements.

She said to Jennifer, “Don’t swallow it all, I want some.”

This pushed me over the edge, and I started coming into Jennifer’s mouth. She took a few squirts, then pulled back. Another shot flew into the air before Susan could get her mouth on my dick for the last few pumps. While Susan finished me, Jennifer moved up and kissed me, her mouth full of my cum. Susan did the same a few seconds later, then pulled off me and kissed Jennifer, leaving me to watch these beauties kiss each other and swap my cum. All three of us were a cum-soaked mess.

I still had my shirt on, so I wiped my mouth and offered it to each of them as well. They wiped the cum and saliva off of their faces, and Jennifer broke the awkward silence by saying, “Well, that’s a good start! Now what?”

I laughed and said, “Hey you’re the only one with experience here, you tell us.”

Susan, who had previously told me that she doesn’t eat pussy, again took the lead, grabbing Jennifer’s hand, saying, “I have an idea.”

I followed them out of the office and back to my bedroom, where Susan continued to surprise us with her lead role. She kissed Jennifer, who stood about two inches taller, then pushed her down on my bed.

“Get undressed,” she said, and Jennifer complied while Susan quickly peeled off her own clothing.

To me, Susan said, “Sit.”

I took a seat on an overstuffed chair in my bedroom and felt like I was in the front row of a porn movie.

Susan climbed up on top of Jennifer and said, “Since you’re the expert pussy eater around here, have some of mine,” and she sat down on Jennifer’s face, as she had done on mine several times.

Jennifer didn’t hesitate. It came as no surprise to me that Jennifer admitted to “experimenting” with another girl before, and if I had to bet, it was a long experiment or it was more than one girl. She gave Susan a thorough tongue lashing, getting her off very quickly. I just watched, unsure of what to do.

Jennifer got her face free after Susan’s second orgasm, and said, “Your turn bitch” and maneuvered Susan to turn around into a 69.

Susan hesitated only for a second, then dove into Jennifer’s pussy with gusto, getting her off almost immediately, and then a second time quickly to follow, while Jennifer continued her assault on Susan’s cunt.

I had been getting harder as I watched, and soon I was ready for round two. Susan’s head came up out of Jennifer’s pussy as I approached, and she sat herself up, smothering Jennifer’s face with her pussy and ass for a minute, then scooted back, her ass on my pillows and her pussy right up against the back of Jennifer’s head.

She grabbed Jennifer behind the knees and pulled her legs up and back, exposing her pussy for me to fuck.

I wasted no time getting into position, rubbing my cock along her slit a few times, then sinking in all the way to my balls. Leaning over Jennifer, I kissed Susan while I fucked Jennifer, then Susan let some of our mixed saliva drip into Jennifer’s mouth. The whole scene was a hot, wet mess.

Susan released Jennifer’s legs and began pinching her nipples, commenting, “Jennifer these dark nipples of yours are so fucking hot! I’ll bet they look great with white cum on them.”

I said, “Oh believe me, they do.”

After a few minutes of this, Susan ordered, “Fuck her from behind.”

Jennifer and I both complied, with Jennifer flipping over onto her knees, finding herself face to face again with Susan’s pussy, who was sitting on my pillows and making them quite wet. Susan grabbed Jennifer’s head and shoved her face into her pussy once again, while I plowed Jennifer from behind.

The whole scene was too much, and I was getting close to coming. I figured I had better ask Susan, who was clearly running the show, what I should do, so I said, “I’m going to come soon, where do you want my cum?”

“Come inside her. Jennifer, don’t move after he comes.”

So ümraniye escort I shot my load into Jennifer, and after I was done, I withdrew, leaving her on her elbows and knees, ass still in the air. Susan got up and moved around to where I had been, and placed her face under Jennifer’s open pussy, lifting her neck and eating my cum out of Jennifer’s gaping hole. Jennifer relaxed her body, the weight of her hips falling onto Susan’s face, and the two of them engaged in this cream pie eating, while I assumed Susan’s former position and Jennifer cleaned off my shrinking dick.

I was spent. I’m sure if someone really wanted a third load out of me, I could get it up in time, but for the moment I didn’t think I had it in me. Susan lovingly cleaned my cum out of Jennifer’s pussy, then wiggled out from underneath her.

Jennifer was also wiped out. She’d had my cock forced down her throat, had her face sat on, was 69’d, been fucked, creampied and was now getting cleaned out. Who knows how many times she had come. Susan had spent most of the morning with Jennifer’s face in her pussy, so she was pretty tired too.

I sat on the bed next to them, and we all kind of looked at each other.

As she typically does, Jennifer broke the awkward silence, with, “Well, I guess I can check that off my bucket list.”

We laughed, then Jennifer said to Susan, “Wait, you didn’t get fucked. Can you get it up one more time big boy?”

Susan said, “No, it’s fine, Tuesday is your day. But I expect to get a good fucking on Friday, with or without you.”

Jennifer laughed and said, “Oh I’m not missing that for the world.”

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On Friday morning, Susan and Jennifer again arrived about 8:30, and said they were going to get started without me, and that I should come to the bedroom in about 20 minutes.

After 20 loooong minutes, I went down the hall to my bedroom. They were sitting on my bed, naked, kissing and touching each other. They patted the bed in between them and had me lay down. As before, they both got between my legs, but this time they gave me much more slow, loving head versus the extreme throat fucking of the previous Tuesday.

Taking turns licking my shaft, kissing and sucking the crown while the other licked my balls, they worked in perfect unison as if they’d been practicing. Watching this was so erotic. I both flitted their tongues up and down my shaft, meeting at the head and then entwining their tongues together.

After about 10 minutes, Jennifer pushed me back and sat on my face backwards, facing my cock, while Susan assumed her favorite position, on top riding me. I gave Jennifer the works on her pussy and asshole, while Susan rode me. I wish I could have seen what was going on, because I’m sure that they were kissing and fondling each other’s bodies.

After they got off, both climbed off and Susan got on all fours as Jennifer had done Tuesday. Jennifer opened her legs, and Susan dove in while I fucked her doggie style.

I looked at Jennifer and said, “It’s too bad Susan doesn’t eat pussy.”

Susan turned her head toward me and said, “Fuck you” while she reached back and gave my balls a tight squeeze. Jennifer grabbed her head and pushed it back into position between her legs. I fucked her in this position for a bit, and then Jennifer repositioned herself underneath us in a 69 position with Susan, so that she was licking Susan’s clit and my balls from underneath us, while Susan ate Jennifer’s pussy from the top side.

This was all becoming too much, and I announced my impending orgasm.

I heard Jennifer’s muffled voice say, “Tell me when you start coming.”

She didn’t wait long. “Right now,” I said.

I grabbed a handful of Susan’s hair and yanked her head back as I thrust myself all the way into her and started to come. Jennifer held my pumping balls in her hand as I unloaded.

When my orgasm subsided, my cock fell out and right into Jennifer’s mouth. She cleaned the combined juices off my cock, then told Susan to squeeze my cum out of her pussy and into her mouth. I watched Jennifer eat my cum right out of Susan’s pussy kadıköy escort for a minute, then moved up to Jennifer’s former position and Susan continued the cock cleaning.

Finally all cum had been cleaned and consumed, and we needed a break. The girls climbed under the covers and turned the TV on, I got us all another coffee and we just hung out in bed for a half hour or so.

Jennifer later got out of the bed and grabbed my robe, taking a seat on the chair in my room and saying, “Since it’s Friday, you guys carry on, I want to watch.”

Susan didn’t hesitate, she rolled in top of me and started kissing me.

I said, “Did you squeeze out all my cum, or do you think there might be some left for me?”

With a smile she climbed up and sat on my face, smothering me as she knows I love. I pulled her down onto my mouth, my tongue spearing into her cunt seeking fluid of any kind.

A few minutes of this and she moved back, sliding naturally onto my dick and sitting straight up.

Jennifer said, “Oh she likes it deep like that. She’s gonna come.”

Sure enough Susan shook and came, and I rolled her over to pound her pussy with her legs locked behind my elbows.

Jennifer came over and laid her head across Susan’s stomach to get an up close view of the action, then said, “Come in my mouth.”

I pulled out and she put my dick in her mouth and took my cum, then leaned over Susan and let it drip into her mouth, like had just occurred an hour ago from Susan’s pussy to Jennifer’s mouth.

These women were so freakin special.

We finished the day with a group shower, cleaning the dried cum off of each other. Susan stepped out first because she had somewhere to be, and I bent Jennifer over for one last fuck before we called it a day.

At the soccer game Saturday, Jennifer’s husband Tom said I looked tired, that maybe I was getting old. Haha what a douche.

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The synched up periods happened again the next week, but the ladies came over anyway Tuesday, with devilish thoughts in mind.

They had me sit in one of my dining room chairs and handcuffed my hands behind my back. Together they got down between my legs and ever so torturingly slowly, licked my cock. They took turns with long slow licks. While one sucked my balls, the other licked under the head. They shared my precum. They worked me up into a frenzy, then stopped, edging me like Jennifer had done weeks before.

Susan pulled out a band of some kind and wrapped it around my balls. It was very tight. My balls turned purple and my cock the same, the blue vein very pronounced and the head looking like it was going to explode.

They lightly ran their tongues and fingertips along my shaft and head, then took their tops off and used their nipples the same way, stopping occasionally to kiss each other and play with the others’ tits and nipples. My cock was visibly throbbing, precum literally oozing out of the end of my cock, and I begged them for release.

Finally Jennifer engulfed me in her throat for about 5 seconds, then Susan the same, and they started jacking me off.

When they felt me stiffen, they pointed my cock right at me, and said “Open your mouth!”

I complied, and one stroke later and I shot massive load that hit me right in the chin, then two shots in the mouth.

They laughed like crazy as the rest of my orgasm fell short of my face and landed on my chest and stomach.

Licking up the cum from my stomach, Susan said, “Now you know what it’s like to get a facial and have someone come in your mouth, how do you like it?”

They were enjoying themselves, too much, and I vowed silently to get some revenge on someone’s throat or ass the next time around.

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Over the next two or so years, I continued with these two women typically once or twice a week, sometimes one on one and sometimes with three ways. Life got in the way sometimes so it wasn’t always regular, but we got together when we could. I accepted it for what it was, and played on the side occasionally as described in my next stories, and having the fun of seeing them around socially.

In fact over the holidays that first year, we were all at a New Year’s Eve party, and both made it a point to come kiss me at midnight. I’m sure people were whispering and talking, but to date, no one has said a word and their husbands are clueless.

Please comment, I enjoy reading them.

Burned By A Former Flame

“Why do you look at my instagram stories but never message me?”

This message awaited Allen in his seldom-used instagram inbox. Its author was Maya, a former fling who never reached girlfriend status, partly because of the reckless side of him she brought out.

They’d met ten years ago. She was half Mexican, half Minnesotan, and she told what seemed to him like tall tales about working tangentially for spy companies, some international life of intrigue. She was also a poet, her poems edging toward sexuality at times but mostly dwelling in the realm of magical realism, a place Allen had little patience for. He found both her and 500 Years of Solitude exhausting.

Still.

Her thick brunette hair, wild eyebrows and penetrating gaze drew him close. Her quiet, calm voice lulled him. Her easy laugh and easy arm contact reeled him in.

She found him charming in a young, wiry way. He was eccentric, energetic, and engaging. He shared some of her dark features and they could have easily been confused for cousins or even brother and sister. She found his eyes just as powerful magnets, which attracted her to him, but at times also repelled her from him. And therein lay the problem.

Even as they both sensed deep reservations about the other, there was undeniable sexual chemistry between them. The first night they slept together, Maya felt herself become clingy and as a result canceled their next date, raising a red flag for Allen. Drama after just a few dates was a no go for him.

But she was so damn sexy.

She described her lithe body as “squishy,” which was true in a sense. Her skinny body had a remarkable amount of softness to it. Allen loved it. Her soft breasts, her sexy legs, her flat stomach bearing a small tattoo around the belly button which she refused to discuss, adding to both her mystique and her baggage.

He couldn’t remember if they used a condom the first time they had sex, but they certainly stopped using one in short order after that, because it wasn’t long before Maya was telling Allen to cap off their wild, sweaty sex with him cumming inside her. Allen did, assuming she was on the pill, but with his cum still inside her, Maya revealed she wasn’t on birth control. She claimed that she was safe and couldn’t have children, but then added that if she were to get pregnant, she would want to have the baby. This overwhelmed Allen, a young writer still trying to get his career started and enjoying his bachelorhood.

Allen felt misled by Maya, but Maya countered that they had both been irresponsible and would have to deal with the consequences. Fortunately, the scare passed a few weeks later.

“I hope you know I wasn’t trying to get pregnant. I did it that way because it was hot.” This was one of Maya’s messages after Allen had officially called off their brief romance. It was buried amongst many other back and forth messages dissecting a relationship that never really had a chance to start, but that message stuck in Allen’s mind.

He thought back to being inside her that night, her riding him, starting to ask for it. “I want you to cum inside of me, Allen. I want to feel it.” Allen felt himself grow harder at her words. The thought of cumming inside this girl excited him. She was a mystery to him, a roulette wheel. Maybe she was going to be the wild romance of his life, the mother of his children. Most likely, she wasn’t a match; he could already sense her capriciousness, a trait he loathed, even as it excited him. Until he knew her better, cumming inside of her was probably not a good idea. That was partially why it felt so good when he did. He had said, “I’m gonna cum inside you,” and as Maya thrashed she whispered, “Keep saying it.”

Allen repeated “I’m gonna cum inside you, I’m gonna cum inside you, I’m gonna cum inside you” until he had an earth-shaking orgasm, cumming deep in her pussy. She had looked hypnotic, undeniable while riding the cum out of him. He had wondered in that moment if he could love her. But in only a few minutes, they would be fighting over this very act, and that would keep him from being able to ever fully open his heart to her again.

However, he did put his cock into her again.

After their breakup, Allen spent months fielding random angry emails and texts from Maya, before the communications turned conciliatory, even friendly. Allen still kept his distance, but was happy to be cordial with her once again. They even talked of being friends. In truth, they both knew that was an impossibility, but they couldn’t quite disentangle themselves.

Late one night, nearly a year after he’d cum in her, their texting turned sexual. They reminisced about the last night they had together, the night it went wrong. But when they both recalled the memory, they were shocked to discover just how much it got both of them off to imagine him cumming inside her again. In the throes of their self-stimulation, they both admitted how turned on they were by the urgency, the immediacy, the risk of him burying his cock deep inside her and letting loose another huge load of his mahmutbey escort cum.

They were slowly realizing that they shared the same kink, of him plunging his cock unprotected into her tight pussy and fucking her until he claimed her with his seed. Their “accident” had happened because the thought had made them both so horny that they threw caution to the wind and just gave into the pleasure. They both came hard at the memory of their recklessness.

This triggered more texts, which resulted in them once again fucking, again without a condom (though they had both pledged to use one “for real”), but this time, still feeling the nerves of their last mistake, Allen was able to pull out just before he came inside Maya, cumming instead on her belly, to both of their disappointment.

They had several other sexual encounters over the following weeks, but it wasn’t long before they were again at odds. Both of them scared each other, perhaps because neither knew what to make of the other. Despite their powerful attraction to each other, Allen couldn’t tell if Maya was full of shit, and Maya couldn’t tell if Allen was a piece of shit.

As a result, both of them drifted in and out of other relationships over the years, while occasionally seeing each other, though never to sleep together.

Once, while he had a girlfriend, he visited Maya at her apartment and wound up rubbing his hard dick against her leg while teasingly not kissing her. She at last licked his lips and they kissed while his fingers traveled under her skirt. He felt her soft ass, her panties…

But his girlfriend was waiting for him to pick her up. He hadn’t expected anything to happen between him and Maya, assuming his loyalty to his girlfriend would keep things platonic. But after he pried himself away that time, he knew he couldn’t see her again in person unless it was to fuck.

They exchanged one final volley of sexts right before Allen met his wife, again centering on him cumming inside her. This time, they went deeper into the fantasy, talking about how he liked her to take it from him, and she liked him to force it into her. They were both happy to accommodate each other. He’d cum in his car as she texted him that she wanted his cum deep inside her. Seven years later, she was still making him cum.

Allen went on to meet his wife and cut Maya out of his life, as he’d done with all of his ex-girlfriends. He took to married life immediately. He loved his wife more than anything. She was his salvation after such turbulent years dating, and he didn’t want to run the risk of anything fucking it up.

So Maya’s message, now over ten years from the first time they’d fucked, wasn’t particularly welcome. Allen had enjoyed looking at her instagram stories, enjoyed seeing little glimpses of her body, and yes, enjoyed knowing that she knew he was looking. It was a silent game of chicken that they’d been playing for years. He thought long and hard before responding, wanting to word his feelings just right. He didn’t want to lie, but he didn’t want to solicit further engagement.

“I like to see what you’re offering up to the world! The images speak for themselves so I don’t feel the need to start a dialogue about them, but I’m happy to see you living life.” All of this was true. Left out, of course, was that she had kept in fantastic shape and often showed photos of her fantastic figure in a skirt or bikini. Even photos of her face still made his cock twitch, those penetrating eyes. But he felt this message covered the bases well enough.

He waited in anticipation for her response. Even though he hadn’t done anything wrong, it still felt elicit, spending time with his wife while idly wondering whether another woman had messaged him.

Not just wife. Pregnant wife. Whom he loved with all his heart. Whose child he was happily fathering.

He was a professional writer now, and though it was still a struggle, he’d met the woman he felt comfortable starting a family with. Maya had not been the one, but she’d always found a way to get back into his life. I mean, here it was, ten years later, and she was still making his heart beat faster.

When he finally checked his messages again, there was indeed a message from Maya. He opened it. “Ok,” was the terse response. Allen swallowed. Knowing Maya, this wasn’t the end of her communication. He expected another message soon. Maybe not tomorrow, or even next week, but Maya had always followed a pattern of cyclical interest in Allen, followed by heavy attention. He’d be shocked if she’d let it lie so easily.

He figured he’d been wrong when two weeks passed by and she still hadn’t messaged him. But then one morning after his wife had left for work, he opened his laptop and saw a new message from Maya. “Where are you now?”

Allen thought about it. No harm in answering that, right? “I’m in Los Angeles.”

She wrote back within a minute. “Me too.”

Allen’s throat went dry.

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Their messages went sultangazi escort from formal to friendly to flirty within 24 hours, and the following week, they agreed to meet at a coffee shop near his apartment.

Allen trembled with anticipation, feeling sick about meeting an ex-fling without telling his wife, but rationalizing that Maya was also an old friend who he’d like to catch up with. An old friend who he’d masturbated about dozens of times leading up to their meeting.

He sat at an outdoor table with a low chair, waiting. As people passed by, he began to wonder if she just wouldn’t show. That would be in keeping with her dramatic nature.

But then, she was there. She wore a white dress patterned with little purple flowers. The dress hung off the shoulders of both arms, putting the skin of her neck and shoulders fully on display. The dress stopped high on her thighs, giving Allen a view of her long, creamy legs. She wore strappy sandals on her feet.

She was as hot as ever, perhaps hotter. Her face had matured since he’d last seen her, and the depth of her eyes felt almost unfathomable to him now. This might have been a mistake.

“Hola, Allen,” Maya said, her low voice sending chills through his skin.

“Hi, Maya.” They hugged. He smelled her perfume, rich and heady rose.

Maya liked what she saw as she sat across from Allen. Not only had he stayed in shape, but he’d gotten quite fit. The salt in his dark hair befit him as well, and he now sported a well-kept beard. She had a flash of that beard rubbing against the fabric of her panties, but she forced it out.

She had come here for some kind of closure. Learning that he was married with a baby on the way had stung, even though she’d gone through many serious relationships since they’d last met. She still felt a possessiveness over him and hated that another woman had won him over. Her intent was to meet up, show what a babe she still was, and leave him drooling. That was a revenge she’d revel in, after how he had always left her wanting. It would be his turn now.

They spoke politely and pleasantly for about a half hour, until they shifted into more serious territory.

“Why was it always so tense with you?” asked Maya. Allen smiled goodnaturedly. “Me? I was totally chill.”

“You were not totally chill.”

“I guess not. There was so much up in the air about my life, and you were this…whirlwind. I don’t think I was ready for you.”

Maya sighed. “Timing is everything.”

After they’d cleared the air about their past relationship, they grew more comfortable with each other. Maya even started to touch his arm as they talked and laughed, quietly making fun of the people at the coffee shop as they had on their first date.

They both started to feel giddy, and when it came time to walk his dog, Allen felt himself blurt out, “You can come see the place if you want.” One of Maya’s signature enigmatic expressions fell upon her face. Was she excited? Wary? Angry? All seemed possible. “Sure,” she said.

They walked the hills of Silver Lake the short distance to his apartment, the sun causing sweat to bead on Maya’s neck, something Allen was trying to ignore.

Allen opened his apartment door and his 60 pound street mutt Riley went crazy over the new guest, excitedly showing his teeth. Maya loved dogs, and Riley loved to submissively roll on his back and get belly scratches, so it wasn’t long before she was kneeling on the hardwood floor.

Her fingers ran through the big dog’s brown fur. “So soft…” she cooed to Riley as he spread his legs.

Allen kneeled down as well to rub Riley’s face. “Such a good boy. Did you make a new friend?”

Maya lowered her scratching to the dog’s thighs. “Yes he did,” she lilted to the dog. Allen watched as her hands went near Riley’s penis. “Lucky dog,” he thought to himself. She noticed Allen watching her hands rub his dog and without even thinking, brought her fingers to cup the dog’s penis, just for a moment. She went on rubbing the dog, but Allen had felt his own penis react when she did it. Maya smirked inwardly, sensing the catch in Allen’s breath. “Good,” she thought, “make him wish he was a dog.” She still harbored sharp feelings for Allen, and now, being inside his space, she felt the desire to mark her territory.

“You gonna give me a tour?” she asked. Allen had planned to, but had become distracted by her dress riding up as she crouched. He could now see up her thigh to the swell of her high, round ass. The hint of a red thong.

“Yeah, sorry!” Allen overcompensated, jumping up like he hadn’t been staring at her ass. Maya languidly stood up. She liked that she made him nervous.

Maya slipped off her sandals and now padded in his apartment in her bare feet. The apartment was small, but two stories, so after showing her the first floor, they had stairs to climb. Maya nonchalantly slid in front of Allen as they walked. He could see further up her dress now. It was indeed a red thong. Allen committed it to avcılar escort memory for a future masturbation session.

He showed her his writing office, which impressed her, and then the bedroom. It was dim with dark purple walls and a sandy comforter. Maya walked into the bedroom. She looked at a drawing on the wall of Allen and his wife, made for their wedding. She felt a pang in her heart.

Looking down at the comforter, an unpleasant memory came back. During one of their marathon sex sessions, they’d stained Allen’s comforter. Allen had teasingly brought up that he’d have to buy a new one, which had hurt her, making her feel like a liability. Why did he always do that to her? Make her feel like she wasn’t worthy? She’d had many men beg to be with her. Why not Allen?

It was then that she resolved she would make him beg.

Maya sat on the edge of the bed, running her hands over the comforter.

“This is nice. Nicer than that wine-colored one. You remember that?”

Allen laughed at the memory of their tiff. He sat next to her. She lifted a leg up underneath her.

“Yeah, I’m sorry I told you you ruined it. You didn’t.”

“No, I didn’t.” Maya slid her hand over the fabric and it touched Allen’s hand. “We did.”

Allen stared at their touching hands. Maya started to caress Allen’s hand with her fingertips. It felt great. Allen’s thumb touched her palm, gently stroking the soft middle. His forefinger and thumb then began to squeeze the side of her hand.

Maya grew bolder and clasped his fingers with hers, interlocking them. She felt his silver wedding band rub against her finger. It enflamed her jealousy, and her pussy.

Maya scooted closer to Allen, who, still wanting to believe this was acceptable social behavior, smiled nervously.

“Alright, let’s take this pooch for a walk.” He patted his other hand on their interlaced fingers, signaling for them to get up, but neither did. Instead, with both hands holding hers, he finally looked her in the eye. She stared back hungrily. They moved toward each other.

Her soft lips tenderly touched his. It was sweet, almost chaste. They kissed again, their lips quietly smacking. Allen reached his hand to caress her exposed shoulder. This caused her tongue to lick his lips, then coax his mouth open. Their tongues first slow danced, then wrestled as their passion increased. It was when her free hand touched the hardening bulge in his jeans that Allen broke the kiss.

“We can’t…” he whispered.

She continued to rub his crotch.

“The two of you seem very happy to see me.” Allen moaned as he felt the pleasure rise. His cock was always happy to see her — that was the problem.

With Allen’s head bowed as she rubbed his cock, Maya went for his neck, licking and sucking it with abandon. It felt amazing, but when he felt her teeth nearly break the skin, he grabbed her by the wrists.

“No,” he said angrily. But staring at her heaving, his dick throbbing, he couldn’t help but kiss her mouth hard. He pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top of her. Feeling some degree of control, he held her wrists above her head and gazed at her. She was so gorgeous like this, feral and wanting. She loved the feel of his weight on her. He lowered his face to her and she tried to capture his mouth, but he kept it an inch from her face. Her lips and tongue were desperate for him, which is why he brought his mouth as close as possible to them, and then dove into her neck.

“Ooh…” she moaned. She loved this side of him. In her estimation, Allen was too circumscribed in his behavior, and seeing this normally rational man consumed by lust was a juxtaposition that drove her wild. He kissed and sucked her neck, making love to it, and then bit and sucked hard. “Ah!” she gasped out in surprise and delight.

Allen wasn’t conscious that he was doing it, but when he realized that he’d surely have given her a hickey, he felt his cock surge. He didn’t know what her relationship status was, but he didn’t care. She’d nearly given him a hickey that he would have had to explain to his wife. He was going to do one better. He’d give her one on the part of her body that she loved to show off the most, so that everyone would know that she’d recently been fucked. He’d mark her as the slut she was.

Maya broke free of his grip and yanked his hair so that he was looking in her eyes again. She could feel the wet heat on her neck where he’d sucked. Hazy with lust, she slowly forced his face toward her tits.

He kissed and licked between them, then pulled down the top of her dress. Braless, her perky breasts spilled out. Allen licked around her nipple, careful not to come in contact with it just yet. He knew she couldn’t handle being teased, which is why he was going to tease her.

He repeated the technique on her other breast, this time gripping it, squeezing so her hard nipple rose toward his mouth. Still, he refused to give her the pleasure of contact. He sealed his lips completely around her nipple. Maya squirmed, pushing Allen’s head so that his face was forced further onto her tit. But it still didn’t give her the desired effect. Instead, Allen waited until she realized he was staring up at her. Only when they locked eyes for a long moment did Allen mercifully lowered his tongue to her nipple. She cried out in ecstasy as he slathered her nipple with his saliva. He owned her when he had her like this.

Jim and Dana

Jim was cursed. Not only was he generally unlucky but by the time he was 12 he knew he was different to the other boys.

All through high school he tried to hide his shame. Jeans showed off his deformation, and track pants were only good until hormones decided he hadn’t been the centre of attention for a while.

He shunned attention, guys always assumed he was fucking teachers with a monster like that. And the girls? He had no idea what females were thinking. Maybe they were laughing, or in fear?

It wasn’t til he was working as a retail clerk at a department store when he was 19 that he met Dana.

Working behind the counter gave him a chance to hide his cursed appendage. Dana started the week after Jim and always worked the same hours. They soon became friendly, always chatting instead of working. Then started eating lunch together.

That’s when Jim’s life changed.

A small bakery was right next door to the store, and when their breaks coincided they would eat outside with a hot beverage. Jim had black tea with 2 sugars and Dana was coffee, almost black 2 sugars.

They would take turns buying drinks, occasionally Jim would drop her home after work if the weather was bad.

To Jim, there were no signals given out, they were just 2 good workmates.

One cold miserable day Dana asked him for a ride home since it was raining.

Jim was always happy to help out and seconds later they were in the old hq Holden out of the pouring rain.

Dana took off her jacket and threw it in the back as he had told her the first time she asked. She was just getting her seatbelt on as Jim turned onto the street a little too fast for the wet tarmac. Dana fell face first in Jim’s lap causing the surprised visitor to get a good look and feel at Jim’s hardening member through his black work pants.

“Shit! I’m so sorry Dana, I don’t know what I was thinking” said the embarrassed Jim.

“What the hell was that Jim? Did you smuggle something out or?” Dana started, while buckling in.it was at least 3o seconds before Dana realised she couldn’t take her eyes off his crotch.

“I, uhhh, ummm…”Jim stammered.

Dana cut him short” it’s ok Jim, I’m just fucking with you” she laughed and punched his arm playfully.

Jim was still embarrassed when they arrived at Dana’s apartment. The rain had eased to a sprinkling, and Dana grabbed her coat from the back seat. As she turned to open the door she announced” I almost forgot, I got something for you, could you come in and get it?”

“Free stuff? You know I’m down!” Jim replied as he shut off the engine.

Dana giggled as they hurried towards the door. Cover was minimal from the elements and Jim got closer to Dana than he had ever been, well until the car ride.

He could smell her perfume, CK One, and when Dana bent a little to get the key in the door, her butt brushed against his groin. Instantly, Jim rose an extra couple of inches. If Dana noticed, and how could she not, she didn’t bayrampaşa escort let on.

The door swung open and Dana invited Jim in, hanging her coat on a hook by the door. “Do you want a cuppa? I’m having one” she said as she led the way through to the kitchen.

Dana had a small apartment, one bedroom, kitchen, lounge, and amenities, it was tidy and had lots of artwork on the walls.

As the kettle boiled Dana busied herself with getting mugs sugar and hot chocolate. “Hot chocolate ok? I’m out of teabags” she asked.

“Yeah sounds good, thanks hun”. Jim replied. Did I just call her hun? He thought.

Dana simply smiled, a smile that lit up her face.

“Did I leave my keys in the door? Can you just check for me. ” Dana asked.

“Sure” he said as he went back to the door. He opened the door, nope, no keys, closed it again and made his way back towards the kitchen as the kettle began to whistle.

Dana had taken off her shirt and had a lacey topped black bra on, barely holding her large breasts in.

“Oh wow” Jim exclaimed.

“Not in the door?” Dana asked completely normal.

“Uhhhh no they weren’t” he managed as he took a seat at the table to hide himself.

Dana picked up the 2 mugs and brought them out of the kitchen towards the table.

As she came round the benches, Jim noticed she had taken off her work pants and was wearing a matching pair of panties.

“So, can you guess what I’ve got for you Jim?

Except for porn and once seeing his best mates mum getting dressed, this was the most he’d seen of any female.

He tried to act cool while his face flushed, and his body drained his blood to one certain area.

” Is it a hat?” He asked with a slight tremble.

Dana lowered the mugs onto the table then kissed him. A friendly kiss, closed but moist lips.

“Do I scare you?” She asked.

“What? No. I just..” Jim trailed off and looked away. Only to have Dana grab his chin and tilt it back towards her face.

“Are you a virgin Jim?” It wasn’t an accusation, it was a genuine question.

Jim was honest and he enjoyed Dana’s company, but would letting her know his shame break down everything they had?

She was sweet, funny, very attractive, especially almost naked!

“Yes” he said trying to look away again.

“Jim. Look at me. I think I love you. If I’m coming on too strong say so. But I want to be your first.” Dana spoke honestly, never breaking eye contact with him.

A tear formed in Jim’s eye, but he couldn’t let her see it. He reached up, pulled her closer and they kissed. Soon the kissing got a lot more passionate and Dana started to take off his jacket and unbutton his shirt.

Jim grabbed her hands, pulling away from their kiss. “I want to, but I don’t know…” He started. Dana shushed him and simply said, “I do” and started to slide down to her knees.

He let her hands go and she dragged her nails gaziosmanpaşa escort softly down his chest, stomach and down to his belt buckle. Her eyes never left his as she started to unbuckle it.

Jim had has bottom lip between his teeth and a hungry look in his eye. This seemed to please Dana, she smiled as the belt was released, and so was the pressure it had on Jim’s penis. It pushed against the waistline of his pants aching for freedom

“Wait, I need to tell you something..” Jim hesitated, “I’m not a normal guy, it’s…. different, please don’t hate me” he finished.

Dana let her hands rest on his thighs, smiled sweetly again. Did she know he melted a bit everytime she did that?

“I’m no expert Jim, but I’ve seen a few dicks you know, it can’t be that crazy, I mean you fit in pants” she said with a wink, trying to keep it all light hearted.

“Can I continue, or do you want me to stop here?” Dana added.

After a pause of maybe 5 seconds, she ran her hand over his very swollen glans.

Dana moaned, “I’ll take that as permission” popping his button and nearly didn’t have to do the zipper.

Jim’s cock was straining against the fabric pushing the zipper down with its weight.

His underwear did nothing to hold back the creature within, as a 10 inch cock thrust itself forward.

Dana pulled back in shock, on top of his shaft about 3 inches from the base was another penis, about 4 inches itself.

She looked up at Jim.

“I know I’m a freak” Jim said as he tried to cover himself up.

“No baby. Wait, do they both work? This could be great baby!” Her excitement was contagious.

” Junior has no feeling but he still gets hard and cums, if that’s what you mean?” Jim opened up in joy.

Dana smiled a wicked grin and put the little one in her mouth for a second or two. “Anything?” She queried.

Jim chuckled, “Nothing”. No sooner had the word left his mouth she took the head of his cock in her mouth. After running her tongue around the underside of Jim’s knob a little, she released her lips and looked up expentantly.

Jim didn’t see her lookup as his eyes had closed and possibly rolled to the back of his head.

“What about that time?” she asked knowingly.

“I think I just died for a second there” Jim responded with a giant smile.

” I can’t believe I found a cute funny guy, with an amazing dick” Dana said looking up at Jim whilst she massaged the head of the large penis in her hands.

“Are you sure you’re a virgin Jim, this isn’t just some line is it?” Dana teased.

“Like you couldn’t tell? ” He returned.

She dug her nails into his shaft playfully ” Are you calling me a slut mister?”

He winced a little and began to apologise, but was stopped as she took the head into her mouth again and tried to get it down her throat before taking it out again.

“It’s so fat Jim, I can’t do it, I can’t deep-throat you sefaköy escort like I want to” Dana frustrated complained.

Dana thought for a second before grinning ear to ear.

“Trust me Jim, I have something I’d like to try, I think you might like it, she said pulling him up to his feet.

“You won’t need those either” she commented on Jim’s pants, which had pooled around his ankles.

Dana led Jim into her bedroom.

A 4 post bed, with a canopy that looked like it had come straight from a 17th century royal boudoir took up most of the room.

That was all he had time to see, as Dana pulled Jim into her falling back on the bed.

Her breasts thrust into his face, which he immediately tried to motor boat, only managing to dribble over his own face.

Laying on his back with Dana straddling him was ecstasy. If she moved, he was likely to blow it all.

Then she did move, she rolled off him onto her back and grabbed a condom from her drawer, opening it with her teeth as she rolled back to Jim.

“You good Jim?” She asked with a mischievous smile.

“Uhh yeah I think so” Jim sheepishly replied.

Dana help up the rolled up latex,”Do you want me to put this on for you?” To which Jim nodded eagerly in the affirmative.

She put the condom in her mouth, grabbed the base of his swollen shaft and started to roll it on with her lips.

Her hand slid off his middle leg and cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze as her talented mouth rolled the rubber as far as it would go.

Jim’s eyes locked on Dana’s as she released his dick from between her lips.

She grinned, licked her lips and made her way back up to him.

They kissed passionately as Dana began to straddle Jim again. She broke the liplock and knelt above his throbbing tool, reaching down and positioning it for ease of entry.

*I hope your ready, I know I am!” she joked seductively.

“Oh yeah!” Jim hoped

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She slid down onto the head. Letting it rub against her pussy that was indeed ready. The moist juice from between Dana’s thighs coated the long latex covered cock quickly. Her need was greater than her will power though, for as soon as the enlarged head parted her pussy lips, she slammed down on his dick. Filling her pussy as much as she could.

As she reached the base of his cock, the little addition punched her clit, almost making her cum right then.

She slowly slid back up his shaft, seeming to grip on it, up until the bell end was almost out then slamming down again.

“Oh my. Fuck Jim!” She cried out as she continued to fuck him.

Jim silently bit his lip, screaming in pleasure internally. He reached up grabbing Dana’s full breasts as they bounced with her rhythm. Running his fingers over her nipples and squeezing.

“Fuck. I’m cumming” Dana squeeled as her bouncing became more of a grind.

Her pussy pulsed around his cock and he immediately lost all control. Blowing streams of cum up into the rubber.

“That was the quickest I have ever orgasmed Jim!” She blurted before turning red.

“That’s a good thing, right?” He asked only half joking.

Dana laughed, kissed him and said “Yes, baby it’s a very good thing.” She kissed him again, pulled off his dick, took off the condom and kissed his penis. “Well done junior, I think I want to keep you”

Flip It and Reverse It

A short story/tribute to my man’s package-

Nothing like a little morning glory to get the day started right.

My left leg is out straight, flat on the bed in between his legs. My right leg is up and across his chest with my right foot on his left shoulder. His hips are thrusting at maximum overdrive. My right hand is firmly grabbing the wrought iron headframe of the bed to keep from getting driven into it and my left hand has let go out his balls which they had been steadily massaging until he sped up his pumping and is now rubbing my clit. I’m close but not quit to O-town yet when he gives me that one big last thrust and stays buried in my pussy and I feel the warmth of his climax as he releases inside me. I love that feeling, but I am a bit let down that I know I was close but didn’t get full release myself.

After a moment or two of ragged breaths, he withdraws, and surprises me by instantly diving down and sliding his tongue inside my freshly fucked pussy with fervor and enthusiasm. The sensations overwhelm me, his beard against my thighs, the relative coolness of his tongue in comparison to the heat of my recently pounded pussy, the sound of his grunting and the sucking of my clit, and the smell of our sex filling the air. He reaches up and applies steady but not aggressive pressure to my nipples with each hand and *bing!!!* I am coming. I am blessed to have a man that even in his post coital state sees that his partner did not reach the same heights of pleasure and takes it on himself to see that I do, not just relegating me to a dildo or a vibe.

He slows his munching, licks up the crease between my thigh and pelvis, all the way to the left nipple he was just pinching, gives it a quick kiss and a suck before kissing me quickly and getting off the bed.

“I gotta move or else I’ll be late for work!” Jack exclaims as his naked ass moves towards the shower.

I can hear the shower turn on as I lie there, catching my breath and enjoying my post-O come down. As I regain my wits I slide around and move towards the foot of the bed with my feet towards our pillows and look towards the shower/main bath area. I can see the silhouette of Jack in the shower through the shower curtain by looking at the mirror on wall directly across from the shower. I see the shadow of him soaping up and I picture the image in my mind. His strong hands sliding around his chest, the soap running down in streaks as he washes my pleasure off of him. I picture him soaping up his flaccid cock, his sizable scrotum, and his muscular legs and I am wet and ready for another round, even though I know neither of us şirinevler escort have the time this Wednesday morning.

I am brought out of the images of his soapy package in my head by the sound of the water shutting off the shower curtain rings sliding on the rod. I look back in the mirror and can see him grab the towel off the hook and begin his methodical drying off process. I’ve noticed over our 20-year marriage that he is almost obsessive compulsive in the ritualistic way he dries himself off. We all have our rituals and habits, but he is so methodical it makes me smirk. He takes the towel in his hands and lets the length of it drop in front of him, covering himself for the most part and I love the way his thick thighs peak from behind the waving towel as he dries his face and shaved head off first, taking time to pat his beard dry when the fullness and length of it get to where they retain more moisture.

Then the arms, left then right, powerful shoulder to hand, then chest, down past the tattoos on his pecs to his crotch. Then the right foot goes up on the footrest we had put in when we had this custom shower built. He works from his foot up those magnificent calves and thighs to his swinging balls. Repeat for the left leg and one last thorough drying of the taint before stepping out of the shower and flipping the towel over his head and drying his back down to his ass. As you can undoubtedly tell by now, I love watching him dry off. His body is not as muscular or tight as it once was, and things sag and wrinkle, but he is still a powerfully built man and I have enjoyed his body in almost everyway imaginable in our life together and I’m happy to still get to ogle it when the chance presents itself.

I decide promptness be damned, work can goddamn well wait today.

I spin around quickly and fish around in the bedside drawer for the lube. I grab the small bottle and bring it back up with me to the foot of the bed. He comes walking over towards me with his work clothes in his hands and sets them on the bed as he begins to put on his shirt. I reach out and grab his wrist and pull him towards me. He looks down and sees my smile and knows I am happily up to no good.

“Damn it honey, I’m already late!” he protests, trying his best to sound annoyed. It doesn’t faze me in the least as I roll over on my back and let my head drop back off the bed. I nuzzle his sack and extend my tongue out to his limp cock and give it a lick before sucking the head into my mouth. He begins to swell immediately, and I take no small amount of satisfaction esenler escort from his reaction.

I suck him into my mouth and his balls cover my eyes and I suck on his cock rhythmically as his cock fattens in my mouth. Jack groans and begins to massage my tits and pump his hips slowly. I always love the feel of Jack’s cock sliding over my lips and giving me a mouthful, but sometimes it’s just great to feel his balls come to a rest on my face and this angle really gets his cock all the way to my throat.

I only let him fuck my mouth for a minute or so. I have something specific in mind, something we haven’t done in quite a while. I move head when he is on his backstroke and then ease past his now rigid cock to his swinging balls. I open up and let the teabagging begin, taking his left nut into my mouth and rolling it around my tongue. Jack’s response of “Oh fuck yes that’s fucking NICE!” let’s me know I made the right choice. Jack lifts his right leg and places his foot on the bed and move my arm under his leg and grab his ass while I suck and slobber on his balls, rubbing his anus with my finger at the same time.

I continue the attention on his sack for two or three times as long as I sucked his cock, and I can tell he loves it but his cock is craving some attention. He’s pumping his hips and I’m not even sure he realizes he is doing it. I finally release his sack from my mouth, and I scooch my body back fully onto the bed and beckon him to get on as well. He begins to come around and I stop him, guiding him back into his position at my head.

I grab the lube and put a dab on my finger and run it along my sternum and up the sides of my boobs. I then pull him back over me so his swinging sack in once again over my face. He realizes my intention and takes my 40DD in his hands and squeezes them around his cock and begins to fuck my tits. His cock feels nice between my tits and slides easily between them. He pushes them tightly around his cock and thrusts, his balls sliding and bouncing off my tongue and chin. I suck them when I can, but they do pull out of my lips suction when he fully pumps.

I adjust slightly and now I have one arm around his hip and the other above my head underneath him. I spread his ass and lift my head and rim his sphincter and this pushes him into a greater frenzy. His balls press at the bottom of my chin as I tongue his ass and he fucks my tits. He is grunting and growling now, and I love how unhinged he is becoming, how unhinged I am making him.

He is pushing on my boobs hard and fucking them with abandon. sefaköy escort I expect to have some finger shaped bruises on the side of my tits later today but I’m loving it. I lean my head back down and do my best to please his balls as they bounce with his thrusts and then I go for the gold.

I slide the finger I used to slicken up my chest into his ass and grab his balls with my lips and suck for all I can. He is growling like a wild animal now tenses up, his knees sliding slightly back and his cock buried between my tits. I push my index finger into the last knuckle and press downward and he cums, howling as he shoots out of my tits onto my belly. The hot spurts shooting down almost to my belly button as his grunts and groans subside.

He begins to lift himself up and I withdraw my finger and smack his ass. “That’s my man!” I say as he stands up of the bed, a little unsteady.

He just half laughs half curses “Goddamn you don’t care at all about schedules when you get it in your head to be a naughty fucking vixen, do you? I’ve gotta fucking GO!” he exclaims as he heads back towards the bathroom vanity. “You’re going to be late too if you don’t get moving, even though you start a full hour later than I do!”

I rub his cum up my belly to my tits and laugh as he gets a washcloth out and begins to soak it under the faucet in the sink.

“You’d be so disappointed if I wasn’t such an imaginative and horny wife, and you know it! It’s your fault. If you’re legs, ass, cock and balls weren’t so goddamn delicious looking then I’d behave.” I say and Jack just scoffs as he washes the lube of his cock.

I crawl back up so my head is once again on the pillows and I get back into the bedside drawer, this time retrieving a couple of fuck toys. Jack returns to the bed as he is drying off his re-washed cock and changing his shirt. I begin to fuck my incredibly wet pussy while he finishes getting dressed. He is alternating between is smirking, scowling, and grinning at me as he gets dressed to the sight of me pumping a fat, veiny dildo in and out of my labia, pausing every 5 pumps or so to smack my clit and lips with the fat head of the toy. Try as he might to feign disbelief at my wanton ways, he knows he loves it, and I know he loves it. I would know he loved it even if he wasn’t betrayed by a once again hardened cock, already standing at full mast despite two loads being shot in the last 45 minutes.

He zips up and I can see the outline of his hard on in his pants. He walks up to my side of the bed, leans over, kisses me before moving down to my tit to give my nipple a nibble. He reaches down and presses one finger to my clit as the dildo slides past it and bites (not too hard) on my nipple before saying “I hope you have a good day at work, honey.” as he winks at me.

I manage to breathlessly say “You have a good day too baby.” as the first wave of my own orgasm starts crest and as he walks out the door I cry out in ecstasy.

Margaritas

Margaritas

Amy works alongside Charlie who drives a red 1956 Ford pickup which he restored from a pile of rust. He would park in the furthest spot to keep from the dings and dents known to happen in a parking lot. Many days people would give Charlie a ride closer to the door, mainly the ladies. He wore a cedar cologne which turns the lady’s eyes, and melts their panties, but he only had eyes for Amy. She is a petite thirty-seven-year-old red head who is married. She made him groan from heartbreak and his cock wanted to feel her touch. Her husband was a fairly large man with a few muscles which would break a poor guy like Charlie in half. But Charlie had one thing going for him, his truck. Willie loved old trucks about as much as he loved Amy.

Amy’s favorite day of the year was Cinco de Mayo. Charlie has a joke that everyone expects to hear on the fifth day of May: “Do you know why they call today Cinco de Mayo?” When they said no, he would say “Because Cinco de Mustard didn’t sound right.” Some people humored him with a chuckle and others genuinely thought he was funny. He asked Amy and she fluttered her eyes and answered him and then reminded Charlie it was her favorite day of the year. Truth was that Amy loved margaritas and on Cinco de Mayo she got hammered. Charlie thought he would try to get Amy to go bar hopping. “Hey beautiful, how about some Margaritas after work?”

Amy smiled at Charlie but remembering the work at home that had to be done, she pouted, “I can’t. I have to help build a new front porch for the house. I would love to, but Willie needs my help at home.”

Charlie walked back to work and he kept looking in Amy’s direction. He wasn’t doing anything this afternoon; a little carpentry wouldn’t hurt him at all. He went back to Amy to make a suggestion. “Hey Amy. How about this; I bring over some power tools, tequila, triple sec, sweet and sour mix, and tunes over this afternoon, if you entertain the idea to put a bikini on why we work.”

Amy giggled and winked at Charlie, “That sounds like fun. Besides, if you help Willie, then I will have more time to drink Margaritas. Woohoo!!! It’s party time!!!” Amy made sure she wasn’t needed at the line, so she ran to the bathroom to message Willie they had help coming this afternoon. Willie was welcome to here is was Charlie because he loved to just sit in his truck. Amy told Willie she was going to run to the store after work and get some steaks and veggies to cook on the grille. The rest of the day flew by and Amy and Charlie walked out together. He started to walk to his truck on the other side of the parking lot, but she pulled him towards her car. “I’ll drive you to “Red.” He walked to the passenger side and opened the door; something fell onto the ground.

Bending over to get what fell out, he noticed it was a pair of panties. Amy had slid in and buckled up then Charlie sat down, fumbling with his lunch pail and her knickers in his hands. “Whose are these?”

Amy looked over and saw her panties in his hands, her cum stained panties which she knew he could smell the aroma coming from them. A vision flashed in her head.

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Amy arrived at work this morning feeling rather horny and then hearing the rumble of Charlie’s ’56 coming into the parking lot. She had worn a loose pair of shorts and she had to rub one out really quick. She looked around and seeing no one, she started stroking her cunny through her shorts. Charlie sat over in the corner idling sending vibrations through the air, making her floorboards hum all the way through her seat and right to her clit. She could see Charlie under the hood of “Red” revving his engine, tuning the heart of the magnificent beast. With every redline rev, she pushed her button, stroking her clit and fingering her soaking wet honey pot. She was close to exploding when Charlie read her mind. He revved the engine one good long time and it sent her over the edge. Amy exploded, with the force of a keg of black powder, sending waves of pleasure from her curled-up toes, through her shapely quivering legs, up her core still sending sparks up her nervous system right to the carnal center of her brain. She rubbed faster and faster as she worked her hungry pussy, trying to get all the orgasm out. Her hand, panties, and seat were all soaked with her juices and she had to clean up quickly. Off came her shorts and panties which she used to soak up her cum the best she could. She put her shorts back on and tried to collect her senses, then she stepped out of the car to finish the job when Charlie walked up seeing her hot ass sticking up in the air.

He bit his lip as he wanted to grab her tight little ass, but time was tight, and they needed to get inside. “Hey Ames! Hurry up, we’re gonna be late.”

“I’m trying!” Amy finished wiping her seat down and bağcılar escort threw her panties over to the far side of the car. She closed the door and pushed the button on the fob to lock it and hustled to catch up to Charlie.

– – –

Amy tried to jerk her panties out of his hand, but he kept them from her. He played keep away for a full minute until she sullied up and sat pouting. “Oh, don’t get mad, here are your panties.” Amy snatched them away and stuck them under her seat. “Now wipe that frown off your pretty face, and let’s get going. I will go home and get tools and then to the liquor store. You go where you gotta go, and we’ll meet at your house. That’s where we will make those ‘Ritas and you can slip into that bikini.” Amy smiled and pawed at Charlie’s leg. He reached for the door handle and she looked at him.

“Where ya going?”

“I figured I would walk to “Red,” I have developed a problem and the scent in your car keeps getting me harder. If I stay in here, I am going to bust a nut.”

“At least give me a good long look when you step out.” Charlie nodded and stepped out and stretched, giving her a look at his chiseled chest and his package casting a shadow on the ground. Amy got warm between her legs again. She squealed and stamped her feet, “I’m getting so wasted tonight and you never know, you might get more than you bargain for. You see, as they say, Tequila makes my clothes fall off.”

“Good to know; and to think, you’re starting in a bikini.” Charlie closed the door and turned towards his truck and strutted to his ’56. All the way home he smelled his hand, the scent lingered in his head. He almost missed his turn, wondering if she was shaved or not, whether she was pierced or not, whether she has any tattoos and what her body looks like without her skintight clothes. He pulled into his drive and headed to his work shed. Grabbing his tools and stereo power box, he hustled back to his truck and headed off to the liquor store. He turned into Sal’s and bought a couple bottles of Patron, some Cointreau, a bottle of sweet and sour. He hopped into “Red” and out to the country he went. Amy and Willie lived about ten minutes out of town, and Charlie knew the back roads like the curves of a sexy woman.

Charlie spotted the house in the distance and he saw Amy just getting there. He pressed in the clutch and revved the engine as a greeting at the door, and she got weak in the knees, about dropping her groceries. He pulled into their drive, shut off the motor, and stepped out just to be met by Willie.

“Hey man, thanks for coming over. I hoped I was going to get this porch done today, and you know how absent-minded women can be…”

One thing Charlie could not stand, was a man putting down a woman, especially the wife and mother of his children. “Sure man, let’s take a look at what you’ve done so far.” He evaluated the mess Willie had made and if Charlie’s dad, the master carpenter, were there, he would be pulling his hair out. “You’ve done a good job here, but if you angle the braces like this, the porch will last longer. Let’s change this stringer here…” The two worked for a couple hours and Amy had been by a few times, starting out in a black bikini with a full back, but all her naughtiness was on display. Every time she came back around, she was wearing a different suit, each more risqué than the one before. Amy noticed Charlie was sweating a good bit, she walked out to her car and she got her panties from under her seat and handed them to Charlie to wipe his brow. He brought them to his nose and breathed in deep, staring at her pantied cunt only inches from him. Amy only giggled and shook her ass as she walked away.

Charlie was working in front of their bedroom window and he could see through the sheer curtains. Amy was at her dresser, in her skimpiest swimsuit yet and she was tying the bows on the side. She was on her way to the pool to relax with a fresh batch of margaritas. Amy could see through the mirror that he was looking in the window and she was going to give him something to look at. She walked towards the window and acted like she didn’t see him.

Amy rubbed her boobs, circling her nipples and pulling on them making them hard. Then she ran her hands down her body to her bottoms, tracing the strings from the sides to the small panel covering her trembling quim. She outlined her pussy lips, adjusting the suit to make sure he could see her completely shaven mound and then she turned around and bent over, shoving her hot ass almost into the windowpane. It was a good thing he was wearing a carpenter’s apron, because his cock was straining to break out of his pants.

Willie was oblivious to what was going on, he kept look at and asking Charlie about his truck. All Charlie could bahçelievler escort think about was possibly swapping “Red” for Amy, even for one night; he would get the better end of the deal. Ames walked out the front door with the frosty pitcher of Margaritas and two frozen mugs. She poured one for Charlie and one for herself and then handed Willie a can of Miller Lite beer. He chugged his beer looking at “Red” while Charlie could not take his eyes off Amy. Her nipples were hard, and her ass was perfect. He could almost taste her pussy juices through her bottom. The alcohol was doing nothing compared to the intoxication coming from her body. She looked at Charlie and winked and nodded towards the pool. He chuckled, “Hey Willie, when we get through here, do you wanna drive “Red” to go get some more beer?”

“Hell yeah! I’ll take good care of that pretty little lady.”

“Sounds good.” Under Charlie’s breath he said, “And I’ll take good care of your pretty little lady.” Within twenty minutes, they laid the last board and Willie shook Charlie’s hand for the help and a job well done. They walked towards “Red” and Charlie popped the hood on the ’56. He turned the distributor cap slightly and then closed the hood and walked to the open door with Willie sitting inside. “Take it easy, she’s a dream easily turned into a nightmare. She’s got a lot of power and everyone will know you are coming.” He gave Willie the keys and he started it up. The spark of the plugs into the combustion chambers, roared the ole ’56 to life.

Charlie closed the door and tapped the hood as Willie backed out of the driveway. When he no longer saw the taillights of his truck he turned towards the pool, shedding his shirt as he walked to the back yard. When he rounded the corner, he saw Amy sitting on the patio in a lounge chair. She still had a bikini on, but she was covered up with a thread bare shirt and her suit was just three silver triangles. He kicked off his shoes and socks and then her eyes bugged out of her head when he dropped his pants, cock rock hard. He jumped into the pool and swam over to her.

“Are you naked in my pool?”

“Yep!”

“Why are you naked in my pool?”

“Better question is, why aren’t YOU naked in your pool?”

“But what about Willie, he could come back.”

“One, we would hear him coming. And two, he won’t be coming back anytime soon.”

“How do you know?”

“I rigged the distributor cap to pop off when he turns on Seven Mile road. When he makes that sharp turn, the cap will come off and the motor will die, giving us time to take care of what we need too, if you will let me.” He pulled himself out of the water and walked up to her, his member within her reach. He took a towel and dried his hair and chest and started to wrap it around his waist and she followed his cock bobbing around the whole time.

Amy looked at Charlie’s prick and then up his body and into his eyes. “Hey Charlie, what was the name of the hurricane that blew the man off the patio?” He looked puzzled and shrugged. Amy batted her eyes and smiled, “Amy.” She reached out and grabbed his prick and pulled him over to her. She opened her mouth and sucked him in deep, all the way to the back of her throat. She stroked his cock and balls while deep throating him. She made him harder and stronger than before. Amy stood up and took off her bikini top and then she stepped out of her bottoms. At last Charlie got a full view of her rocking body.

“Are you gonna join me?” Amy jumped into the refreshing water and then turned to see Charlie taking his towel off. She figured she would give him an invite into her world. Laying back in the water she rubbed her tits and then reached down and spread her pussy lips. Charlie’s mouth dropped open and then the towel dropped to the ground. He hit the water hard and came up between her legs and stuck his tongue right into her cunny.

Charlie lifted her out of the water and back over to the side of the pool. He rested the back of his head on the edge and he lifted her up and devoured her completely. He had her whole quim in his mouth, tongue shoved way deep inside. Amy gasped as he darted it in and out and he could tell she was going to cum soon. She climbed out of the water and laid on her back, and Charlie turned over and began to eat that pussy. He hummed into her honey hole and then stuck two fingers inside her wanting cunt and she was getting really close. He stroked her clit with his thumb and Amy erupted onto his fingers. Charlie pulled them out and she grasp his hand and brought it to her lips. The vixen sucked on his fingers like she sucked on his cock earlier. He then put them back inside where he could get a taste.

The handyman dove back into her pussy, licking, sucking, nibbling; and diving arnavutköy escort in deep. He began licking her clit and slid two fingers back inside and Amy’s moans crescendo and then she came again, all over his face. She laid back in a heap as Charlie climbed out of the water and lay next to her. Amy saw his massive cock standing like a soldier and she figured it was time to have him in her. She sprang to her feet and lowered her pussy down onto his prick. She slid down, inch by inch until her ass rested on his pelvis. Amy bounced the full length of his cock and it stroked her g-spot, as Charlie reached around and rubbed her clit, her moans increased, and her ecstasy rose.

Amy held herself off Charlie’s body keeping only the top of his cock buried inside her. She was at an almost scream when she hit her peak exploding in full squirts all over the patio deck. Her mind was mixed with alcohol and endorphins and she collapsed back onto his chest causing his prick to pop out grazing her clit, sending waves of lightening to combine with the sea of chaos in her brain. “Up.” she urged.

Charlie stood up and she pulled him by his cock over to a lounge chair and knelt with her face in the cushion. “Face down ass up, that’s the way I like to fuck.” Amy giggled while wiggling her hot ass at the man with the big cock. Charlie stood behind her and pushed between the delicate folds of her soaking wet cunt and sank all the way in, a perfect fit. He began to pound her, and she began to moan like a whore, she encouraged her bull to blow his load deep in her. “Come on baby! Do it! Make me your little cum slut, shoot your load deep inside me.” Charlie began driving in all the way, balls slapping against her clit and he saw her pink rosebud. He pulled out and pressed against her asshole and she gasped and then relaxed as he entered her back door and she rubbed her cunny. All the way in, he had never felt anything so tight. “You’re my first back there. Willie won’t go cave exploring.”

“I’m an avid spelunker. And I’m going to thoroughly explore every inch of you.” Charlie started fucking her hot ass and he laid a few swats, making her cherry ass more of a cherry color. Amy rocked back with every push of his cock and she milked his load right out of him. Charlie felt a tingling in his toes and the hair on his legs stood on end. The load of C-4 building in his core had a quick detonator and Amy pushed the button when she reached back and grabbed his balls and stroked them. A volcano of jizz erupted and flooded Amy’s ass, and as he worked every last drop out. His little fuck buddy pulled off of him and spun around facing his spent member. “Oh no, you’re not going out like that.” She pushed him down to the lounger and then climbed on top of his face and lowered her yummy pussy down to his face.

Immediately he began tongue fucking her greedily slurping her juices out, “Sweeter than honey from the hive.”

Amy tried to say something, but his big cock was in the way to make any word audible. She didn’t know what did it, but maybe it was the vibrations of her words that sprang him back to life. Big and strong it filled her mouth and she wanted to taste his cum from the source. Charlie’s massive prick choked her, but she worked it past her gag reflex, and she kept sucking. He sucked on her clit and fingered her pussy until she came with extreme force and her teeth sank into his cock. He must love pain though because he unloaded again deep in her throat. She could feel the hot load sliding down into her belly, but she wanted to taste him. Pulling him all the way out, she sucked every last drop out of his spent cock which coated her tongue like a thick pat of butter.

All of a sudden, they could here “Red’s” engine rumbling down the quiet country hollow and they knew the party was over. The two new lovers ran around like chickens with their heads cut off gathering and putting their clothes back on. When they finished, they saw the head lights of the ’56 shining on the shed and they sat on opposite sides of the pool. Willie walked around the side of the house to see them talking and he reached into the case and handed Charlie a beer. “Here you go, I do appreciate you helping me build that porch today. Now if I can get her lazy ass to do something, my life would be much better.”

With Charlie’s cum leaking from her ass into her suit bottom she looked at Willie with disgust. “Yeah? Well, fuck you old man.”

Charlie laughed and stood up placing his hand on Willie’s shoulder. “I don’t know Willie. I’d say she’s been the perfect hostess tonight. She’s taken care of all of my needs and then some. And with that, I will bid you two a fond farewell.” Charlie shook Willie’s hand and blew a kiss to Amy as he started to walk to the corner of the house.

“Hold on man.” Willie walked up to him and looked at him in the eye. Charlie knew they were caught, and he didn’t know what to do. “Your distributor cap came loose when I turned onto Seven Mile Road. You might want to get some new bolts for that. Good thing I found some duct tape behind the seat.”

Charlie looked over at Amy and she giggled into her hands. “Duct tape. I must remember that. Maybe next time.”

Christmas Entanglements Ch. 07

Chapter 7: Seeing in the New Year

It wasn’t that long after the old year rolled over to the new that George decided that she needed to be somewhere less crowded. The hours leading up to the countdown to midnight and the fireworks display had been fine, there were fewer people and they were more interspersed in the area. Even as the crowds got thicker closer to midnight, the collective anticipation more or less kept people staying where they were. However, almost as soon as the fireworks were over people started pushing around trying to get somewhere else.

George had no desire to join the crush of people and would have preferred to wait until things got less hectic but Aaron was eager to meet back up with his friends who apparently had gone to a bar not too far away.

The group, made up of Anna, Aaron, Bridget and George slowly made their way to the bar through the crowds. George was constantly being jostled by people either not noticing her or not paying attention to where they were walking. If it weren’t for Bridget sticking close to her and bumping away a number of other people who might have walked into her, George might have taken a swing at someone. On reaching the bar where Aaron’s friend were, they found that there was quite a line outside. George was unimpressed and would have argued for going somewhere else, except that pretty much every other bar or club had a line to get in as well. George internally sighed as they joined the line.

As they waited in line they were talking about things of interest to everyone until Aaron segued onto something about university and George was effectively cut out of the conversation. She tried to be interested in what the others were saying but there were too many references to things that required personal knowledge. George’s mind drifted away and she found herself wondering what Chris was doing. Maybe he was somewhere close by. The thought of potentially running into him got George curious enough to want to find out where he was. It seemed unlikely that she would be able to get in touch with him tonight but she still wanted to try. Anna, Aaron and Bridget were animatedly debating something so George didn’t feel too bad about taking out her phone and sending a message to Chris.

(Hey Chris, how’s your night going? Did you all go out somewhere?)

She put her phone away, not expecting a reply anytime soon. Her attention was drawn back to the conversation which had turned into Anna and Aaron gleefully arguing. Bridget had noticed her looking up from her phone and gave her an apologetic smile. “Sorry about that. We didn’t mean to exclude you.”

George smiled and shook her head. “That’s alright. How are you coping with the cold?”

Bridget hugged herself tightly and started stepping in place. “It’s not too bad but I’ll be happier when we get someplace warmer.”

Looking at the length of the line ahead of them, George frowned. They were moving forward but very slowly. It seemed like no one inside the bar was that eager to leave and brave the cold outside. “Do you think we’ll be getting inside anytime soon?”

“We fucking better, too much longer and I’m heading to the nearest warm place.”

George felt her phone vibrate and when she checked it she saw a message from Chris.

(Happy New year George! I’m in the city with Dave and Sarah. It’s a little too crazy so we’re thinking of getting out of here.)

George frowned slightly as she thought. This was a good chance for her to get away from the crowds of people. Getting to see Chris might mean that her night wouldn’t be ending too early as well. The issue was how she could gracefully leave Anna and Bridget to go see him. Maybe she could arrange to cross paths with Chris and his friends. George quickly sent another message to Chris.

(Where are you at the moment?)

A response came back shortly that told her that Chris, Dave and Sarah were at a coffee shop that was fairly close by. George looked at Bridget who was hugging herself tightly and almost jogging on the spot to try to warm herself up. She was feeling the cold a bit herself and the thought of going somewhere warm and getting a hot drink was enough to convince her that she should go to where Chris was. She turned to Anna. “I really feel like getting a hot drink, do you want to get a coffee or something?”

Anna was thinking about it when Aaron interjected. “We’re not that far from the front of the line. If we go now we’ll have waited for nothing.”

George almost rolled her eyes. “I don’t know that this place is going to be worth the wait but I’m not saying that we should just walk away. Some of us can stay in line while the others go and get something hot to drink.” She looked toward Anna. “Are you in for a coffee run?”

Anna thought about it and looked like she wanted to go as well but didn’t want to abandon Aaron. She eventually shook her head. “No, I think we need to have more than one person stay here to keep our place in line.”

“That’s okay I can go get eyüp escort a coffee and come back.”

Bridget spoke up. “I’d like to go too. A hot coffee sounds really good to me.

Anna had noticed George checking her phone and sending messages and there was a hint of suspicion in her expression. “Okay but don’t take too long.”

“We shouldn’t be. Did you want us to bring you something back?”

Anna smiled and shook her head. “No. I’m fine, thanks for asking.”

Without any further discussion, George and Bridget left the line outside the bar. George was walking at a fairly quick pace but Bridget didn’t say anything, with her longer legs it was easy for her to keep pace and it would be helping to warm her up a bit. The crowds walking around weren’t as thick but there was still a fair amount of annoyingly slow people to get around.

They passed by a coffee shop and Bridget voiced her confusion. “George. We just went by a coffee place, did you have somewhere else in mind?”

There was no point in hiding why they were going someplace out of the way. “Yeah. Chris is at another coffee shop not far from here and I thought it would be nice to see him and wish him happy new year in person.”

Bridget let out a short amused laugh. “Yeah? Just how happy a new year are you going to give him?”

She was just teasing but George was definitely considering that as something that could happen. She gave Bridget a smirk. “We’ll see.”

“Ooh, this sounds like it could be fun.” Bridget’s response showed interest and a hint of excitement.

It wasn’t much longer before they reached the place where Chris said he was. As they walked into the warm coffee shop Bridget sighed with delight. “This is bloody heavenly, can we stay here?”

George laughed. “Maybe. We’ll have to see if Anna and Aaron reach the front of the line for the bar any time soon.”

She scanned the slightly crowded seating area and spotted Chris at a table sitting across from Dave and Sarah. She nudged Bridget with her elbow and pointed out where Chris was. Bridget looked over and her eyes briefly widened with recognition.

“Oh! It’s the same couple he was having lunch with that time at work.”

From the smirk on Bridget’s face, it wasn’t just Dave and Sarah that she remembered. George smiled at her own memories of that day.

George and Bridget both ordered coffee and waited close to the counter while shooting occasional glances at Chris, Dave and Sarah. They seemed fully engaged in conversation and didn’t notice George and Bridget.

Once their coffee orders were ready, George and Bridget approached Chris’ table. It was Sarah who noticed them first and upon recognising George she smiled and waved, her eyes then went to Bridget and her eyebrows quirked into slight puzzlement but the smile remained. Chris and Dave turned to look their way as well. Dave’s eyes widened with surprise but Chris simply smiled as if he had been expecting to see them. George was briefly irritated by his expression but as they met each other’s gaze she felt a small jolt of excitement that had her grinning.

When she and Bridget were closer to the table George called out happy new year and they all returned it cheerfully. Dave and Sarah then turned their attention to Bridget with Sarah saying she almost didn’t recognise her all covered up and without her work uniform.

George was about to grab another chair so she and Bridget could sit down when Dave and Sarah stood up. When George gave him a questioning look he smiled apologetically. “Sorry to leave just as you two came by but we have a get together we should have been at thirty minutes ago.”

After telling Chris that they would see him again soon and saying it was good to see George and Bridget again, Dave and Sarah headed out.

George and Bridget took the seats Dave and Sarah just vacated. Chris looked at both of them. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

Bridget practically smirked which Chris noticed and had him looking at George with an eyebrow raised in curiosity. Thinking quickly for something that didn’t make her sound too eager to see him, George opted for something that was mostly the truth. “We were waiting in a line outside in the cold with Anna and Aaron. When I saw where you were I thought it would be great to get a coffee and why not say hi to you at the same time.”

Chris nodded. “Yeah, everywhere looked super busy out there. That’s how Dave, Sarah and I ended up here.”

“Since Dave and Sarah had some other place to be, what are your plans now?”

Chris shrugged. “I was thinking of finding out where some of my other friends ended up and maybe joining them. Otherwise maybe head home.”

This was an opportunity for George to ask to leave with him but Bridget responded first. “Why don’t you come with us when we go back to the bar. It will be us, Anna, Aaron and two of our other friends, Tim and Warren.”

“Is that going to be okay with them incirli escort that I join you?”

“Sure, I don’t see why not.”

Chris still looked a little doubtful but he nodded. “Okay then, I’m in.”

Thinking of Anna waiting for them back at the line for the bar, George checked her phone but there weren’t any messages from Anna. Still she knew that they had probably been away for long enough. “We should head back to Anna now.”

Bridget sighed with disappointment but didn’t object. “I was hoping we could stay a bit longer but at least we have something hot to drink.”

When George, Bridget and Chris got to the bar they found Anna and Aaron were no longer in line. They were standing not too far away, talking with Aaron’s friends.

Bridget groaned. “Shit. I didn’t think we were gone that long.”

George frowned. “I don’t think we were. Let’s find out what’s going on.”

As they got closer Anna saw Chris and shot George a questioning look. George smiled and shrugged in response. Chris said hello to Anna and shook Aaron’s hand. He was then introduced to Aaron’s friends Tim and Warren. Once the introductions were over George asked why they were waiting outside.

It turned out that Aaron’s friends had heard that a band they liked would be playing a gig at a place that wasn’t too far away and they wanted to head over there. Aaron was eager to go with them and they were waiting to see what Bridget and Geirge thought.

On hearing their plans, Chris apologised and said that he wasn’t up for going to a gig. Anna turned to George to see if she was interested. “What do you think, George?”

Since she was already over the crowds and waiting outside in the cold, the prospect of heading to another popular spot and potentially having to line up again wasn’t very appealing. Plus there was a much better prospect available if she went with Chris. George shook her head. “Sorry, I think I’ll call it a night.” She turned to Chris. “Can you give me a lift?”

“Of course.”

It was obvious that Bridget also wasn’t too excited about what was planned and on hearing George was going to bail with Chris, she perked up a little. “Is it alright if I go with you two?”

George didn’t mind if she did, it would just mean a quick detour before they could get back to her place. Chris didn’t have any inkling about what George wanted and so he readily agreed to taking Bridget home as well.

“Awesome.” Bridget’s face showed pleased relief. Turning to Anna and Aaron, her expression became apologetic. “I’m sorry for ditching you but it’s too fucking cold to stay outside for much longer.”

There was a brief pause as Anna and Aaron took in what Bridget had said. Aaron then turned to look at Anna. “So it looks like it’ll be just you coming with us.”

Anna thought for a moment before responding. “I think I’ll go with Bridget and George and let you guys do what you want without having to cater to me.”

Aaron didn’t know whether he should try to convince Anna to stay out with him and his friends. After a moment he nodded. “If you’re sure you don’t want to come us… “

Anna nodded. “Have fun, I’ll talk to you later.”

Aaron said goodbye to Anna with a quick kiss on her cheek and then said bye to everyone else before hurrying off with his friends.

Chris led the way to where his car was parked. George automatically went to take the front passenger seat and didn’t give any thought about how natural it seemed. From the backseat Bridget chuckled. “It’s actually quite a roomy back seat. It would be pretty comfortable during a bumpy ride right?”

It took a moment for everyone to realise what Bridget was implying but when they did Chris groaned while George and Anna laughed. Chris turned to look back at Bridget with a small smile. “You sound like you have a fair bit of knowledge about back seat rides. Is that the case?”

Bridget winked. “I bet you’d like to know.”

After they all laughed, Chris then asked where they wanted him to take them. Wanting to avoid someone else coming up with a suggestion that would hinder what she was after, George quickly spoke up first. “I didn’t feel like staying out in the city but it still feels too early to call it a night. Do you want some company?”

Chris shrugged and smiled. “That would be nice. It’s a bit late to head to another party so I was just going to head home and my mother and her boyfriend went out to a party with Anna’s parents. Not sure where they’re going after the party though. Do you know Anna?”

Anna nodded. “Yeah, they’d probably be at my home by now. Your mother might stay in our guest room, so If we’re going to go somewhere your place might be the best for us to hang out.”

“Yeah, if she doesn’t sleep at your house she’ll probably spend the night at her boyfriend’s. We can go to my place and there will be plenty of room if anyone wants to crash there.”

Anna seemed happy with that suggestion. “That sounds zeytinburnu escort good to me.”

Bridget wasn’t going to be left out. “As long as it’s warm, I’m happy with wherever we end up.”

George hadn’t really intended that they would all go and hang out with Chris but she could roll with this turn of events.

On the drive to Chris’ place they made small talk about how their night had gone and what Bridget usually did for New years eve in Australia.

After arriving at Chris’ house, he brought them to the living room and as Anna, George and Bridget were sitting down he asked if they wanted something to drink.

Since George hadn’t had much alcohol that night and it had been ages since her last drink she wanted to get the atmosphere a little loose. “What kind of liquor do you have? Anything we can shot?”

Bridget enthusiastically agreed with what George was asking while Anna just looked amused. Chris had to think for a moment before he answered. “There’s not much here that’s good for doing shots unless you’re interested in some Fireball?”

It wouldn’t be George’s first choice of liquor but she liked it well enough. “That’s fine with me.”

Bridget and Anna were both fine with doing shots of Fireball as well so Chris went grabbed the bottle and some shot glasses. When the shots were poured and passed around, the four of them shared a grin, called out happy new year and downed their shots.

The heat of the cinnamon whisky gave George a real kick. The burn from the shot must have caught Anna off guard as she spluttered a little. George patted her back and they shared a smile. To George this felt like a better celebration of the start to the year than watching fireworks and she felt excited at the thought of what she was sure would be coming later.

For now though they were discussing what activity they could do. Bridget spotted a video game console by the television. “Do you have Mario Kart?”

Chris’ response was to look at her as if she was crazy. “Uhh yeah, I think it’s practically mandatory.”

“Great, let’s play then. I’m sure I can beat you in a race.”

“Challenge accepted.”

Chris set the television and game up and passed a controller over to Bridget. As the race started Chris shot off to the lead immediately and while Bridget actually gave him a challenge, he won handily. Bridget acted like she was a sore loser but laughed when she was made to do another shot.

They all took turns racing each other and had a couple more shots each. It was a lot of fun and beside some suggestive comments and light flirtation there wasn’t anything that brought sex to the forefront of George’s thoughts.

After a while Anna yawned and stretched. “I’m starting to fall asleep. I think it’s time for me to go to bed.”

Chris got to his feet. “I’ll take you to the spare room and check to see you’ve got everything you need.”

A little after Chris and Anna had left the living room, Bridget turned to face George. “Do you want me to go to bed as well so you and Chris can be alone?” There was a somewhat wistful tone to her voice.

George was engrossed in the video game and so it took a moment for her to realise what Bridget was getting at. The reminder of what she was really after tonight sent a surge of heat through George’s body and she suddenly felt a little bashful.

“Uhh, no at least not yet. I haven’t talked with Chris about that. I’m not sure if he wants to.”

Bridget eyebrows rose with a skeptical look. “You really think he wouldn’t be interested in sex? You two have been constantly flirting with each other.”

“I thought he was flirting with both of us.”

Bridget cocked her head to the side and then smiled briefly. “Maybe, but I think it’s you that he would be going after. You two have been together already after all.”

“I guess so.”

At that moment George felt more than a little bad. She had previously told Bridget that it would be fine if she had sex with Chris but there hadn’t been many opportunities for Bridget to meet Chris without George being around too. From what George knew, Bridget hadn’t had sex in some time.

She wanted Bridget to have some fun but not at the expense of missing out herself. Thinking it through, George thought she might be being a bit greedy. Her pussy was still sore from the other day but she didn’t care, she wanted to have sex with Chris tonight. The issue was that she didn’t think she could take too much of Chris’ cock. If Chris had his usual stamina and drive, George might not be able to make sure he was satisfied as well.

Another problem was what Chris might want to do. Was he even in the mood for sex? And if he was given the choice, who would he want to have sex with?

George was a little intimidated by Bridget’s height and her bigger breasts. Bridget had a nice ass too, though George was quietly confident that her ass was better. Despite what she and Chris had going on, there was still a touch of insecurity that if given a choice he would choose Bridget over her.

George wasn’t going to let that happen, she would be having sex with Chris. It was just a matter of whether she would be able to convince Chris to give Bridget some attention as well. It seemed to her that the best option would be to take charge and urge Chris to go along with what she wanted.