Performance Blank

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I’m a gangly girl. Other girls have thin and elegant bodies from hard workouts and disciplined diets. My metabolism simply burns off chocolate cakes, pizza, and beers like it’s nothing. That physical identity is a symbol for my whole life. Things simply fall into my whole lap, and I stagger through life without grace.

Mary is my best friend. We met as seatmates on a plane doing shots of single serving, comped for three hours on the tarmac tequila shots with tomato juice, the only vaguely fruity mixer. Those are called Bloody Marias, and Mary gushed out her first period-bleeding-through-clothes-story without any grace to me. She had been on the public bus to school when she noticed the strangely wet sensation in her groin and the growing stain, which she had at first attributed to sitting down on a dirty seat. When she went into all the gory details of the physics and her emotions to me – a mere ten-minute-long acquaintance, I knew that she was cut off the same clothes as me.

After the third Bloody Maria, we were doing impressions of the various stewardesses’ noses. The tall, blond Swedish-looking one held her nose high like an aristocrat. Mary pressed her cheeks together like a mouse and paraded her nose around to pretend to be the aristocrat one. I picked the hard-working Japanese one. Her nose had a short nose bone, which made her nostrils appear as two prominent black holes to the viewer in front. We were genuinely concerned in a way that only drunk girls can be about the rain landing inside of her nose. I put my index and middle finger into my nostrils to lift up my nose and snort around like a pig. Our physiques may have drawn eyes at first, but our behavior drew headshakes.

My roommates had a similar experience. In NYC, $50 more or less in rent can make a serious difference. It might mean access to a whole shelf of your own in the fridge or a window that shows more than the wall of the opposite house at a five-foot distance. So I picked a housing situation with five guy roommates. They must have been overjoyed to get a girl into the boy stink dorm, which caused them to undercharge me $200 a month. However, after the first evening, all their interest in the ever-instant hope of guys to get laid had evaporated.

I do want a guy to romance me, but I have no grace at times. The other day at the Union Square subway stop, I pushed a middle-aged guy into the subway door so that the door would close on him, try to crush him, and allow my friend enough time to run down the stairs. He looked angry at me. Those subway doors are pretty harsh, which is why I didn’t block them with my own body. Yet, he saw that I was a woman and didn’t see it fit to leash out at a woman in public. I think it’s a self-reinforcing cycle. Because I don’t expect to get romanced and cherished, I don’t even try, and because I don’t try, guys kind of back away from me once they see my graces.

So Mary is my best friend. We have coffee or dinner almost every day together. We tell each other everything. Like Mary told me when she gave her stepbrother a hand job under the table. He didn’t get to cum or anything, but she fondled and pumped him for a good two minutes at the family reunion last year. An act of delayed rebellion of an adult against the oppression of family is how she described her motivation. Sitting there in her mid-twenties, she had the emotions of stifling, life-draining family norm restraint distress her immensely. Breaking family taboo felt so freeing, especially as she listened to the unyielding and unbending tone in her father’s voice at the head of the table. “I’ll teach you!” she had whispered silently to herself while she pumped on her stepbrother’s dick. Dessert came with mom walking around the table, and she had to quickly pack away his cock.

Naturally, when Mary signed up for a stand-up comedy class, she wanted me to join her. I was reluctant at first. That whole thing of being on stage and the center of attention wasn’t my thing. I simply wanted to get on with my life, and there were many things that I did that I knew should hide in the shadows. I feel a little bit like a rat, one of those mammals that I see scurrying in the streets in between the garbage bags that leak the black and brown juice on the pavement. They always seem very busy on getting some gain like a slice of pizza, and each time a person steps in their presence, they know that they have to run. I’ve been through all the drawers of my roommates. And when my clean clothes stack is empty, I think of nothing to take some of their clothes. They are, of course, larger than me. But Gabe has t-shirts with big prints of pop stars like Mariah Carey and Kurt Cobain. I can wear those like a dress with a belt from Doron’s collection – beautiful metal, rock, and otherwise studded showpieces of belts. I wear the belt loose so that it hangs on one hip and drapes down below the other hip.

Stand-up comedy wasn’t my thing. I got a lot of anxiety being in front of people. görükle escort I might sound very relaxed as I’m telling you my story, but in front of people, I get tense, I get shaky, and I lose all my words. The instructor told us to let go of trying to be funny. If we simply relaxed and told personal stories, we’d randomly stumble on good material because life is funny. What is laughter? Laughter is a psychological process to release tension. Life is fully of tension and awkwardness. The more we’d let the pure authentic us flow out, the funnier we would get. And the more we focused on being funny, the more we would become tense and artificial. That was the sweet lullaby that he was singing us, but I didn’t get any laughter.

As everyone in class got more flamboyant, dramatic, and edgy, they learned how to tingle the nerves of other students in beer-through-the-nose-puking laughter and knee-to-the-groin-shock laughter. All of their success made me more tense. I seriously dreaded going to class. I’d get terrible dreams the night before. The last couple classes, I stopped trying. I simply endured because Mary wouldn’t let me quit.

The final performance was the worst. Everyone in the class would perform on the actual stage in the school in front of a live audience. They all had tested and refined punch lines into sequences. They were all so happy to realize their dream. We had a group huddle circle before where we all had to put our hands in the middle. Our instructor gave us a speech. Peering through the stage curtain, I could see those blinding lights. Every sign that hyped them with energy made the muscles in my body tense. My brain shut down in terror.

When it was my turn, I slipped between the curtain onto the stage. I slipped in a way where I still hoped that I could be like one of those street rats where I could slip away quickly enough before anyone noticed me more than a fleeing shadow. But the stage lights overhead blinded me with white. The applause was expected, a little louder like in class, but there were cheers. Cheers were coming from all directions. The uplifting energy of the cheers shocked me. I raised my hand to shield the stage lights. The audience faces were all looking straight at me. “Oh my gosh, fifty people are fully staring at me!”

“Hi, my name is Dextra….” I read from my cue card.

That was the last thing I could remember. I was standing on the stage. I stared at the last of my cue cards. I must have gone through the whole deck. The audience was roaring and applauding like my show was at the end. I couldn’t remember what happened. I had started with my name and then blanked out. I tried to get my bearings. It felt like I was standing on stage in silence for an eternity with the audience falling into the rhythm of shouting “encore.” The only face that wasn’t in complete rapture was Mary’s in the front row. She was pale like a ghost. Her mouth and eyes were wide open. Her expression was of utter dismay that said, “I can’t believe that you did this.” She seemed very upset with me.

I staggered backwards, searching for the gap in the curtain. Behind the stage was the welcoming darkness, our instructor smiled at me big. He handed me a blonde beer, “Your really gonna need this.” Craig, the best student in class, bowed in front of me and incarnated, “I am not worthy. I couldn’t keep track of how many fists and high-five hands were reached my way as I tried to struggle away from all the attention. I had no clue what I had done on stage. My memory was completely blank except for the first and last moments.

In the corridor to the restrooms, I found a little solitude. The hallway was so narrow that two people couldn’t pass without both rotating sideways. Steel pipes ran across the ceiling. The wall was ripped and beaten. The feeling was of a leftover place from an old era of NYC when everything was squeezed for space to a miniature tightness that was below code in the rest of the world. Drunks and late-night rowdies had banged and degraded the place. The bathroom was so cramped that one had to straddle the toilet. The lock was ripped out because someone had kicked in the door, the splinters still pointing. Someone else had put a chain through a hole in the wall and door to keep the toilet closed for privacy.

In that roughness was a guy with a dad bod and full beard standing. If he was waiting or hanging out was unclear. He wore a metal band t-shirt but seemed more like the guy who got stuck at home on the couch like a go-nowhere kind of guy. That explains why he was at a student theatre when NYC, the world capital, offered the best of the best in cultural affairs. It explains why he was hanging out alone in a hallway instead of with his friends in the theatre. He was playing with a pair of purple panties in his hands.

Yes, those were panties that he was fondling, rolling around, and savoring. The purple looked very familiar. The lace rim had a distinct look. “They look just eskort bayan like my panties,” I told him as I pressed my way past him to break the spell of his inappropriate behavior. His whole belly and fatty chest heaved laughing, like I had done a really good one. His eyes sparkled with joy. He was way too animated by a corny joke and left an odd air like he suggested that they were my panties. I slipped into the toilet.

When I pulled down my jeans, I was naked underneath. My panties were gone. With the sensation of a hole in my belly, I wondered if the panties in his hands were actually mine. The likeness was too uncanny for them not to be. My panties had disappeared. The next rational conclusion was that in order to get my panties off, I must have taken my jeans off on stage. The surreal suggestion of me bottomless on stage was outlandish, but it would explain all the praise that I had gotten.

I peed, wiped, and flushed. When I walked out, the dad bod guy was still there. He was cradling my purple lace panties in both his hands like a beggar receives a gift. His nose dabbed into the panties to sniff. He smiled warmly at me with bliss on his smiling cheeks. He was so at ease with sniffing my panties in front of me that it implied that I had given him the panties very willingly and approvingly to do such things. What had I done on stage?

Mary would have to tell me what happened. I went up a flight of stairs, down a hallway, down another flight of stairs, and through three doors to make it through the maze of a prewar NYC building to the audience side. I found Mary at the front row table with her purse in hand. She was all ready to go but waiting. When she saw me, she came towards me. She hit my face with her flat hand. The sound and sharpness were intense. I felt like a cupboard of plates, cups, and bowls was raining down on me, so shocked was I! “Fuck you!” she screamed at me and ran off.

The sensation of not knowing what I had done was strange. Of course, I felt like the very fabric of reality was tearing. Yet, at the same time, a soothing guilty pleasure was inside my heart, way deep down. I knew that I shouldn’t allow anybody to be aware of it. I knew that I had to play the surprised and stunned damsel, but I had a sheepish hunger to find out what I had done. There was absolution to having done things without remembering. It was like I could have done the craziest things and could get away with it. My heart was burning with the wish for me to have done something very crazy and then to be able to disavow responsibility for it. It’s like youthful indiscretion doesn’t count. So maybe, my stage blank act out didn’t count either. I kind of wanted someone to tell me what I had done, but I also didn’t want people to tell me because I was sure what I imagined was way worse than what had happened.

Our instructor Dan found me. He told me to see the school director right away in her office. So I made my way through the tumult of the audience gathering their things, slowly shoveling out, and getting stuck in a giant traffic jam to climb out of the basement. As I was shoveling one step at a time forward with the crowd. The guy next to me told me how he totally agreed that my left boob was larger than my right boob. He spoke with such a tone of familiarity like we had a profound and cozy one-on-one about the asymmetry of my boobs. I assumed that I must have really opened up on stage and had a deep bonding moment with the audience. It’s strange because the audience members feel like they are having a one-on-one conversation when it gets really personable, but the performer doesn’t even know the person.

At the end of the audience seating was a ladder. The ladder led up to the director’s office, which used to be the light projectionist booth when the place had been an acting theatre. However, stand-up has very simple lighting needs, which is why the little space was converted into the director’s office. I climbed up there. Rung by rung, I rose across the throngs of people wanting to get out of the stifling room with the smell of stale beer. Like you know if someone is looking at the back of your head while you wait at a red light, that feeling overcame me strongly. A silence was spreading behind me. Then a chant rose, “Give me one fan! All I need is one fan!” They sang it to the tune of the Nas song “One mic” where the singer bragged that all he needed was one mic to show the world who he was. I felt like they were chanting the theme song to my stage performance.

I waved at them and quickly disappeared through the door into the director’s office. The ceiling was so low that my hair touched it. A foldout chair between the door and the filing cabinet was all the space that I had to sit down in the little booth. The director was an old woman whose skin had wrinkled from too many performances overseen to number. She had been living and breathing shows her whole life to where it embodied her and had altıparmak escort drained all youth from her. She definitely was way too old to still perform, but she knew the business inside out.

“Sit down, hon,” she told me while pulling from her vape inside her palm. “Don’t worry. On the scale of things I’ve seen, your stunt was nothing. In the seventies, we had no limits.”

“To be honest, I don’t know what happened. Could someone fill me in?” I tried to explain politely.

“Shove the pretense up your arse!” she replied without dwelling on it, merely swatting my question away like a pesky fly. “I’ve good news and bad news for you. The bad news is that you are expelled from school. You’ve broken too many rules to be put on probation. The good news is that the audience loved you. I want to offer you a slot at our 11 pm program where we don’t have to worry about kids being in the audience. I’ll pay you $5 per ticket sold. We have fifty seats. If you manage to draw enough of a crowd, we can sell another twenty standing tickets.”

I was unprepared for both consequences. I froze up. She had no patience.

“Your stalling ain’t gonna get you one cent more. It’s $5. Take it or leave it. Tell me yes and I put your name down right now or I’ll write down Andrew. It’s your choice. I want it to be you. You’re a star in the making!” she barked quickly.

This was one of those NYC moments were it counts to be fast. They say a NYC minute is the equivalent of an entire hour elsewhere.

“Yes,” I said plainly.

“Congratulations! Now get the fuck out!” she ordered me.

I climbed down the ladder. I shuffled out with the stragglers in the crowd. I got slaps on the back and “you go, girl”s called to my face. The jubilant atmosphere and warm acknowledgment was addictive. Everywhere I went, people felt the urge to celebrate, and they seemed to be elated and proud to be able to express their cheering. My heart whispered to me all the way out to the dark city streets and home on the subway ride: “I like this. I want more. I crave more. Give me this again! Oh, to feel that warm soup of outpouring again!”

Coming home was a real downer. An envelope with my name on it was on the kitchen table. It said, “Rent is due: $859.57.” Three of the boys were playing computer games on the TV in the living room. Doron shouted at me, “stop stealing my jeans and claim they make the best boyfriend jeans!” and slammed the door shut. The place smelled like boy farts, dirty clothing, and dried cum from wanking sessions. My contribution was clogging the shower drain with my long hair. My room was so small that the queen-sized bed was touched by walls on three sides. The front of the room was the only floor space, where I had spread out my shoes. Landing in my real life was painful after the high. I couldn’t stand staying home longer than I needed to finish sleeping.

The next evening, Mary and I met up for drinks. She seemed to have settled down.

“Sorry, Dextra. I acted like an ass yesterday instead of a supportive friend. Of course, as a performer, you are going to draw on your family and friends. I should know that. It’s simply par for the course of being friends with an amazing comedian. In a way, I’m honored to be in your show. And you didn’t reveal that it was me. You were so badass! We should celebrate with shots!” said Mary with a conciliatory tone.

“Mary, I have no clue what I did. I blanked out! Will you tell me?” I asked her.

“Girl, you went so far out, I can’t even take the words in my mouth to describe what you did!” she replied.

I tried to prod her to tell me, but she genuinely seemed scared to even broach the subjects. All of that only increased the allure of what I done to myself. We always are extra curious to find out things about us, but this was a-whole-nother level. All the little hints like “What the audience saw!”, “That girl in the audience was so shocked, she fell off her chair!”, and “I completely lost track of where your clothes went at times, but you always seemed to find who had them.”, they only made my feverish mind draw more wild fantasies about what I had done.

When I prepared my jokes, I had a hard time. How could I entertain the audience as the first act of the after-dark 11 pm show when I had only a single class behind me? I am shy in a way and not shy. I am not shy when it’s about stealing pizza from my roommates or getting some advantage. I am not shy when it is about being rude and inconsiderate at times. But I’m very shy when it is about talking about myself or drawing attention to me. Coming out of my shell (more specifically, my alter ego that came out of the shell) was something that I looked forward to with rabid anticipation.

When Saturday night came, I was behind the stage with only three other comedians. As the least-known performer, I naturally had to go first to warm up the crowd. I had put on a cute skirt, high heels, and a blouse that showed my midriff. The other performers had less visible anxiety than the students. Their faces were calm. Yet the had a lot more intensity. The focus with which they shoveled the cue cards and practiced dramatic motions was with iron focus. Being backstage where the magic was prepared was intoxicating.

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Online Encounter w/ Cybersex Pt. 01

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This is based on my personal experience of hooking up with some one online a few years ago in FL. I am now back on this site after a long gap and hoping to meet likeminded women here.

[If you see a similar story elsewhere, that is just me 🙂 ]

Part 1 is about our cyber sex session which helped build the eagerness and anticipation to meet in person for a great fuck!! The in-person will be Part 2

There used to be a site called hornyads.com 🙂 Not sure if they are still active. I posted an ad simply saying that I am straight single married male looking for NSA encounters. Wanted this to be discreet as I was – yeah – married and looking for sex. I was (at that time) a 42-year male with a slim and fit body – thanks to the gym and soccer practice sessions every week! I also kept looking for ads by women and I was comfortable with fairly fit women and wasnt picky about seeking slim ladies. I was looking for spontaneity, friendship and then of course SEX

Reached out to several women and got no responses. But one woman – lets call her Lori – responded. She had a a couple of nude pics and no face pics – just like my ad. I posted a response saying I am interested if she is and gave her access to my profile pics and also private pics – with a penis shot. I know – dick pics turn off some..but they were private and shared only after we started messaging each other. She noticed the darker skin and asked my ethnicity…. I shared that am originally from Sri Lanka (south of India) and my skin was a smooth brown. She was also intrigued that I was uncut. She had never experienced uncut before, and also someone of my ethnicity – I came to know. We exchanged a couple more messages and I wanted to be sure if she looked like in the pics. She asked me to send face pics and I said I was not comfortable yet..but asked if we can meet for a beer at a local popular pub/restaurant. She wasnt comfortable to meet yet. I offered to chat live on Yahoo Messenger (I know, that is no longer around) which had instant chat, video, audio. We finally met on Yahoo Messenger

We got comfy and started sharing our sexual experiences, escort bayan bursa fantasies. I said I liked erotic massages – both to give and receive. Hers was to have sex in a car in a parking lot; sex on a sandy beach. We got bolder and shared cam… We teased each other with different stages of undress at first. Still no face pics..but I was happy to see she did look like in her profile pictures. She also said she was glad I was not lying about how I look. One day I surprised her when I turned the cam on with just my tan colored tight boxers with a bulge. 🙂 She gasped and said and asked to share more… i told her to get me hard. She asked how – I said use your imagination. She was wearing a white t-shirt and I could see she had no bra… nipples were prominent. She first started squeezing her nipples and they got more harder. My cock started to move in my boxers. She whipped off the t-shirt and gave a great view of her tits! Wow! Beautiful, ample but handful tits…I just cannot forget how prominent her nipples were! Stood out erect and yearning to be sucked.

My boxers were now straining and I showed her that my cock was now trying peek out. I teased her by putting my hand in the boxers and give my cock a quick few yanks. She begged…no don’t tease me..just show me that cock! that uncut cock. I peeled down my boxers slowly and gave her a view of my – now – erect cock..in its uncut glory. She squeezed her tits together on the cam and squeezed her nipples and moaned – i need them between my tits! (Wow – I love titty fucking and that visual was in my head – my hard cock sliding up and down between her tits and stopping at her mouth and teasing her to lick and swallow my cock). At this point I peeled my foreskin back to show her the precum building up and glistening in the cam-view. She asked that I rub it around. As I did that, my cock twitched to the sensitive motions – that made Lori moan more and I could see her right hand was away from the cam..but I could tell it was between her legs.

I asked what you do if I was there with you now? She replied – i would definitely like to bursa sinirsiz eskort rub your uncut cock with my tits..i want your cock between my tits so I can see it slide in and out and to my mouth.. I want to feel that uncut cock in my mouth. I was now very horny and started jerking my cock slowly. I asked – can you stand up and show me what you are wearing – panties, thongs, nothing? She was hesitant. I said what if I promise to cum on cam for you..but I need to see your pussy. She slowly stood up..and I cold see a black thong being hungrily eaten by her pussy lips..and she was pulling on the thong to rub her pussy lips. I could definitely see she was wet!!! Her pussy was shining / glistening in the room light thru the cam. I demanded now to insert a finger into it and imagine that is my cock. I was by now jerking off a bit more harder… I could now see her almost full length (no face pics yet!!) where her left hand pulled her tits together and and her right hand was pleasuring her clit. Her moans of pleasure were genuine and made me even more horny.

I begged her to remove the thongs and show me her pussy much more closer. I guess by now she was no longer reluctant.. she turned around with her butt to the camera and bent down slightly and pulled the thongs down. I caught a glimpse of her dangling tits, and goshhh her real sweet ass! Big and sexy and firm…. told her to stay in that position for some time… hmmm I was now imagining me fucking her doggy style. Told her to imagine the same and she gave me a squeal of pleasure saying that is what she had on her mind too. By now I was hornier than ever and badly wanted to fuck her… but we were not together! yet!

I then said, ok I owe you my cum… she turned around and positioned herself on the chair.. legs spread open and she parted her pussy lips and said “here.. cum inside here for me”… I moved closer to the camera and showed her my cock, now bigger and throbbing. Started to show her in slow motion the jerking actions… the foreskin covering the head of my cock on the forward motion and then revealing escort bayan the bulging pink head on the backward motion. She screamed out that she absolutely loved that visual in front of her in real time! I now increased my rhythm and asked to moan for me me and tell me how she wanted me to fuck her. She obliged with – again – genuine moans, and said I want you in my pussy and I want your full load inside me! She was was also now finger fucking herself with 2 fingers and said she was imagining my cock now inside her. Gosh that was a sexy view – her laying back on her chair..her two tits jiggling with the very erect nipples.. her legs spread wide and her pussy wet and being finger fucked… I could not hold it anymore!

I increased my rhythm and cried out, Lisa I am close…. i was grunting and called out.. I want to cumm soooon. She said she is close too. I slowed down my rhythm a bit and said “let me know when to cumm..”..in a few secs she called out, “now Vinny nowwww”… and I came and came onto my desk and she squealed “Vinny that is so sexy to see you cum for me….”. She also called out… “oooooh I am also cumming Vinny… I can’t believe it, I am having a real orgasmic experience!!”. I could see her pussy and the fingers are more wet than before. We both kept up the rhythm for another minute or so until we felt satisfied we were done cumming!

We slumped back in the chairs showing each other our genitalia 🙂 all wet, with cum.

I said I have never been so bold to do this before on cam and she retorted, you made me do something I have never done! Get naked on cam! We both agreed it was a great experience and that we should do this again.

I then asked – can we show each other how we look like.. fully… remember until now we never shared our face pics LOL.. We did not have any hesitation at this point and share face pics over cam. I can tell we both were pleased and the attraction only got even more stronger.

I then said we must meet..soon! She teased..”maybe”…. We ended the cam session by definitely agreeing to have our next cam session next day evening.

Phew! I enjoyed myself re-living my experience after all these years and I was aroused as well. Hope you all liked this story and I look forward to your feedback – good or bad. I will plan to write Part -2 where we met in person after a month from the 1st Cybersex experience and after 3 more steamy cybersex sessions.

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Girls of Alpha Beta Delta Ch. 21

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Kristin and Jenny hadn’t had their chance to come during the massages, so when they got back to their room they had a long, leisurely 69 and then took another hot shower. It was warm in the room so they curled up in the nude for a little nap.

About a half-hour later there was a knock at the door. Kristin stood up to answer it; it was Elena, who smiled broadly at the sight of the naked blonde. “Sorry to disturb you,” she said. “Janet would like to see Jenny for a minute.”

“OK,” answered Jenny, yawning and reaching for some clothes.

“No need to get dressed,” said Elena. Jenny shrugged and followed Elena out of the room. She should be used to being naked in public by now, she thought – it certainly happened often enough – but she still felt a bit self-conscious walking through the house without a stitch of clothing on.

Elena led her down several hallways and through Janet’s bedroom – which was cavernous, dominated by a huge canopy bed – to her private bathroom, where she and Sophie were reclining in an enormous bathtub. A bottle of champagne and two glasses sat beside the tub. Seeing Jenny, Janet smiled and said “Why don’t you join us?”

There was just enough room for Jenny to squeeze in between Janet and Sophie. Janet put an arm around her and took sip of champagne. “Jenny, we’re really glad you could join us this weekend. Both Sophie and I have become very fond of you in this short time.”

“Well, thanks,” said Jenny shyly. “I like you guys too.” As they spoke Sophie had begun to fondle Jenny’s breasts, tugging on her nipples to make them hard.

“I’d like you to do me a favor tonight,” said Janet.

“Sure,” answered Jenny, as Sophie leaned down and started sucking on her nipples. “What is it?”

“Tonight bursa escort is going to be movie night and I’d like you to be the candy girl.”

“What does that mean?”

“That means it’s your job to serve everyone candy, snacks, drinks, and…” – she paused so the double meaning of what she was about to say would not be missed – “whatever else it is they need.”

“I’d be happy to,” said Jenny, jumping a little as Sophie clamped her teeth down on one nipple.

“Thank you,” said Janet. “And be sure to pay extra-special attention to Diana. It’s her birthday today.”

“Wow!” Jenny exclaimed, only partly because Sophie’s index finger had found its way inside her. “That’s awesome.”

“Good, then,” said Janet. “Sophie will take you to the lingerie room and help you put together your outfit.”

* * *

Meanwhile, it had not escaped Elena’s attention that Kristin was naked and alone. After taking Jenny to Janet, she circled back to Kristin and Jenny’s room and slipped quietly inside.

Kristin was waiting, her legs spread, one finger poised provocatively between her pussy lips. Elena quickly shed her clothes and began licking her way up the blonde’s legs; Kristin arched her back and moaned.

Elena’s talented tongue brought Kristin very quickly to an orgasm that ripped through her like lightning. Feeling suddenly energized, she picked Elena up in her arms and more or less threw her down on the other single bed at the other side of the room. Kristin stood for a moment looking down, just appreciating the stunning beauty of the Latina’s naked body; then she climbed on top and they fucked each other senseless.

* * *

In an anteroom just off Janet Lee’s bedroom was the house’s security escort bursa center, and after climbing out of the bathtub Janet took a seat and dialed up the camera in the lingerie room. Just as she did so Sophie and Jenny walked in, both wrapped in white towels.

Not for long, though; Sophie had been wanting to get Jenny alone all day, and the moment the door was closed behind her she whipped off Jenny’s towel and dropped to her knees. “You’re so beautiful,” she said, nuzzling between Jenny’s legs. Jenny, flattered and turned on, leaned back against a table and spread her legs slightly to allow Sophie better access.

Fortunately the camera gave Janet a very good angle to watch Sophie tonguing the younger girl. Jenny came hard, gripping the edges of the table, whereupon Sophie dropped her own towel to the floor and began digging through a box full of dildos and other toys. She pulled out an item that Jenny did not recognize; it turned out to be a dildo with a head strap that Sophie fastened on Jenny, so that she appeared to have an 8-inch penis protruding from her face.

This is getting good, thought Janet, and took a moment to lock the door so she wouldn’t be disturbed. When she returned, Sophie had taken Jenny’s place on the table and Jenny was on her knees. Sophie gripped the shaft of the dildo and slid the tip between her pussy lips, grunting with satisfaction. Ever considerate, Jenny began to fuck Sophie diligently, moving her head forward and back as Sophie met the thrusts with her hips. Never before had Jenny had such a close-up view of a women getting fucked, and it was fascinating to behold.

Sophie and Janet came at about the same time, whereupon Janet realized that she had other things to do and switched off the bursa escort bayan monitor. Jenny and Sophie carried on in the same vein for an hour, and somehow found time in between to locate a very provocative dress for Jenny. It had a push-up bustier that made Jenny’s cleavage look luscious and was cut so short that a hint of her pubes peeked out from underneath.

To this outfit Sophie added white lace panties, long black-and-white-striped socks, and a pair of black fuck-me pumps, then finished it off with a length of black ribbon tied tightly around Jenny’s neck. When she was done, Jenny looked so delicious that it was all Sophie could do not to tear the clothes off and devour her. Instead she slowly, carefully removed the dress and panties before burying her head in Jenny’s crotch.

* * *

The house was outfitted with an elaborate home theater, complete with genuine theater seats and a gigantic projection screen. Janet, Diana, Juliet, and Kristin had already taken their seats and Sophie was fiddling with the computer attached to the projector when Jenny walked in carrying a tray loaded with chocolates and small bowls of ice cream. There was a collective intake of breath in the room at the sight of her; she was beyond sexy the way Sophie had put her together. Kristin thought she had never looked so hot, and reflected how lucky she was to be Jenny’s first and regular lover.

Setting the tray down, Jenny returned to the kitchen and returned a minute later with several bowls containing different flavors of gourmet popcorn that Elena had prepared. Then she took drink orders, made another trip to the kitchen to help Elena fix the drinks, and carefully delivered the finished product to the theater.

Janet Lee raised her cosmo in the air to toast the assembled group. “Ladies, it’s wonderful to have you as our guests today. I hope you enjoy this latest edition of our home movies.”

At that, Sophie dimmed the lights and clicked the Play button. It was showtime.

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Getting Over Joel Ch. 03

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The door wrenched open before we even knocked. Kate and her bionic ears must’ve been listening for the car.

I’d been schooling my guilty face all the way home.

Surprisingly, I had no trouble looking her in the eye. Neither did Michael. It made me question what sort of depraved people we were. I never realised how easy it was to fuck around on your friends.

She held the door open while we two betraying sinners waltzed past her in to the house.

“Jesus Sarah.” I tried to spin around but she had the hem of my dress captured in her hand. “You’ve got a huge wet patch on the back of your skirt.”

Michael kept right on walking – he maybe even sped up a little, gutless bastard – leaving me alone to face the music.

“Um, um…”

Could she smell him on me? Did she realise that the substance she was closely examining was her boyfriend’s bodily fluids?

“You must have sat on something nasty.”

Yeah, Michael’s beautiful cock.

Swiftly coming down off my orgasm high I fell back to earth with a crash, feeling deeply ashamed, like a right bitch. Kate’s angelic, unsuspecting face twisted my guilt as she studied me with concern.

“And what happened to your lip?”

Touching my cut where I’d bitten myself in the throes of passion, I looked at the floor, desperately wracking my brain.

“I can’t remember,” I lied, hoping my acting skills were adequate enough to fool her.

Suddenly she burst out laughing, shaking her head. “You’re a mess. That dress is ruined. It’s a good thing you don’t get pissed too often.”

Finally she let go of me, subject dropped, and my thundering heart returned to normal.

“Where’s Jodie?” I asked.

“Crashed,” Kate pointed towards Jodie’s bedroom.

I couldn’t say I was sorry. In a lot of ways what happened with Jodie was harder to deal with than what happened with Michael. It was natural to crave cock. Letting my girlfriend eat me out was an entirely different matter.

Knowing that I’d enjoyed it so much was a revelation to be thought about at length. In private. Possibly with toys involved.

The three of us made short work of the pizza, leaving one solitary piece for Jodie’s breakfast. I was glad Kate didn’t notice how silent Michael and I were. I felt increasingly worse, like a fraud sitting in her home posing as her friend.

“I suppose I’d better head off,” I said, standing up anxious to leave.

“Do you have to?” Kate asked, sounding disappointed.

Avoiding Michael’s eyes I admitted truthfully, “I’ve drunk more than enough for one evening. I’m bloody exhausted.”

They saw me out and I tripped home, relieved to be alone, my head overloading on the wild events of the evening.

As soon as I stepped foot inside the door, I stripped out of my sodden panties, peeled my dress down over my hips and walked straight in to the shower.

My nipples were still peaked and tender but all in all, not as sticky as I would’ve expected considering they’d been coated in all manner of things – wine, salt, lemon, tequila. What a rush that was.

I lathered soap over my ass, slipping a finger down in to my crack to feel my little puckered hole. I’d never known what pleasure that part of me could bring until tonight. I couldn’t wait to explore that notion further sometime in the near future.

My pussy was slightly swollen, my inner lips slick with my juices and Michael’s cum was still doing a slow trickle out of me. Detaching the shower hose from the wall I aimed it upwards, in to me, spreading my lips apart with one hand, trying to wash away his presence as if that would make things better.

God, I didn’t even like him. How had I forgotten that just for the sake of a quick fuck? In public nonetheless. Man, when I fully sobered up I was going to be sorry for a long, long time.

Yes, I admitted to myself, I was deliciously sore in all the right places. Yes, my body was humming. The only problem was the remorse eating away at my brain.

I swear I’d only been under the water for three minutes when my doorbell rang.

Shrugging in to a robe I sauntered to the front door. “Who is it?” I called. It was way past polite visiting hours.

“It’s Kate.”

I opened the door, surprised to find her on my doorstep all teary eyed. Uh-oh. I was going to kill Michael if he’d made a confession.

“What’s up?” I asked warily, motioning her inside.

“Nothing,” she denied, pacing in front of me in a blatant, definitely something, kind of way.

“What is it?” I pressed. “Where’s Michael?”

“He fell asleep on the couch.” She looked up at me in anguish and burst in to full blown sobs.

Part of me was glad he’d passed out. I couldn’t stomach the thought of my friend receiving my sloppy seconds. Still, she was obviously disappointed. My heart turned over with sympathy and I stepped forward to give her a comforting hug.

“Come and sit down,” I said gently, leading her over to the couch, my arm around her shoulders. She clung to me and cried in to my neck, bursa escort tears trickling down the front of my robe, tracing a line between my cleavage and rolling down in to my belly button.

“Hey,” I said softly, pushing her hair back from her face. “I’ll get you a cold cloth.”

“No,” she shook her head, burrowing deeper in to the front of my robe.

I let her cry, holding her until her tears had run dry. I kept stroking her hair back from her forehead; it was wonderfully silky to touch.

I wondered briefly if the hair between her legs was just as soft.

I caught myself, reprimanded my filthy mind for travelling to such a dirty place, and reminded myself to focus on my friend. My sad, needy friend.

Kate had such a beautiful face. I remembered how when I first met her I’d found it hard not to stare at her incredible cheekbones, her amazing pouty lips. She had her moments of bad temper, but generally she was far sweeter than Jodie or I could ever hope to be.

She stared up at me wide eyed, tracing a feather light touch of her finger across my lips.

“I wish I had as much confidence as you,” she said quietly.

“What do you mean?” I asked, taking her hand away from my mouth and holding it in my lap.

“You know,” she laughed shakily, “the confidence to wear a dress like that. The confidence to let Michael know I wish he wasn’t such a gentleman in bed.”

What? The same Michael who had twisted my nipples and slammed me full of cock in a crowded pub? I had a sudden flash of intuition that Michael treated her too much like a lady when what she longed for was to be taken like a whore.

Kate went on. “The confidence to do the things I’ve always wanted to do.”

I was perplexed. “Like what?” I asked.

“You’ll think it’s stupid,” she looked away embarassed.

“Like what?” I persisted.

“Like this,” she whispered, barely audible, stretching her head up and planting a soft kiss on my lips.

I couldn’t believe it. What the hell was in the air tonight? I laughed out loud in disbelief.

“Oh God, I’m sorry,” she muttered, humiliated, pushing herself away from me and standing up in a hurry. “I’ll just go.”

My shocked mind took a while to recover. I recognised what she wanted and it only took a second to realise that it was my duty to give it to her. I owed her. Also, now that I’d learned some hot new things, I felt compelled to pass them on and go further.

“Kate, wait.” I caught her at the front door, grabbing her by the shoulders and turning her around. “I’m sorry,” I told her, leaning forward to brush my lips against hers, ever so softly in return.

Her beautiful cornflower blue eyes grew round then she kissed me back, another light touch of her lips.

“Sarah,” she said in wonder, holding up her finger and tracing it over my lips, exploring the outer contours of my mouth with the sweetest touch.

I caught her hand and kissed the tip of her finger before leaning in and planting another gentle kiss on her gorgeous, sensual mouth.

Her small pink tongue darted out and moistened the perfection of her lips then she kissed me again, holding her mouth to mine for a fraction longer than before.

We stood that way for what seemed an eternity, looking deep in to each other’s eyes, exchanging butterfly kisses, light and tender.

I kissed her lips, her velvet cheeks, the hollow of her collarbone, the indentation below each ear lobe. And she did the same for me, each touch barely there like a light shower of rain on a hot day.

I was conscious of the building need in me for more, the need to plunder her mouth and fill my senses with her unique taste, but I didn’t want to push her, didn’t want to scare her away. Her beauty and fragility were mesmerising.

“I’ve never kissed a girl before,” she admitted.

“Neither have I,” I said honestly. “I’ve never wanted to until now.”

Her eyes glowed at my confession.

Actually I’d always been a little put off by the thought of two women together. Call it my strictly hetero upbringing, I don’t know, but if there was ever a night for pushing the boundaries, tonight was definitely it. Hell, I’d already crossed the line.

She leaned in and teased me again with her lips but this time I tangled my hands in the silk of her hair and held her still against my mouth, letting her know that I wanted her to linger.

Running my thumbs over her cheekbones, staring in to her eyes, I whispered, “Do you want to go somewhere more comfortable?”

She nodded shyly, submissively trailing behind me as I took her by the hand and led her in to my bedroom. It seemed my libido hadn’t run out yet. I was fiercely turned on by the thought of taking the lead.

Kate was so petite she sometimes gave the impression of being helpless. I had always felt the urge to protect her but tonight it was tinged by an even greater need – the need to subvert her, control her, pleasure her.

I didn’t turn the light on. I went straight to the candelabra on my bedside escort bursa table and lit a match, touching it to the three candles resting on the stand. My bedroom shone with a golden light that highlighted her luminous, ethereal beauty.

I raised her hand to my lips and kissed each knuckle, turning her wrist to kiss her palm before tugging her gently down on the bed. I crawled up to the headboard and rearranged the pillows behind me, patting the space beside me.

She came slowly but willingly, dragging out the time it took to close the gap between us, her eyes never leaving my mouth.

I sank back in to the pillows, drawing her in to my arms.

“Sarah,” she sighed, pressing her tight little body in to me, touching her lips to mine again and again, firmer and bolder with every kiss.

She gasped when I ran my tongue over her bottom lip, tasting the seam of her divine mouth. I couldn’t wait to get inside; not forcing my way in was the hardest test of self control I’ve ever suffered.

I kissed, and licked, and nibbled at her lips, wondering if she would ever open for me when suddenly her lips parted and my tongue gained entry to her honeyed mouth.

God, she tasted like ambrosia. Her high whimper tightened my nipples and made my pelvic muscles clench. I was determined to do anything to elicit that glorious sound from her again.

My lips moved down the column of her neck, my tongue circling little whirls along her flawless skin. I came back up, teasing the corner of her mouth before she turned her head aligning her mouth perfectly under mine.

She whimpered again, her lips opening instantly, inviting me in, her tongue sliding against mine in the most beautiful dance. She was soft and wet and hot, the sweetest mouth I’ve ever tasted. I could lap at her forever, forgoing food and water just for the pure taste of her.

Kate’s kiss deepened, taking on a hungered edge that matched mine. I sucked her tongue in to my mouth, no longer holding back on the urgent need to pillage her beautiful mouth. We moaned and sighed and whimpered together, our hands tangling in each other’s hair, caressing each other with gentle strokes.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked. “Tell me.”

Shyly she looked away but I wasn’t having any of it. I wanted her to acknowledge what was going on and to want it as much as I did.

Holding her chin firmly in my hand I forced her to look at me while my other hand strayed down to her breasts, circling and softly pinching her burgeoning nipples. She moaned again, arching her back, pushing in to my hand, her fingers coming down to unbutton her blouse.

“Touch me,” she begged, sliding my hand inside the opening.

I made short work of her blouse, sliding it over her shoulders and down her smooth arms, unhooking her bra with a deft touch. Pushing her down on the bed, I removed the scrap of lace, throwing it to the floor.

I gazed down at her, awestruck at her small, high breasts, so fitting for my mouth. God she was beautiful.

“Tell me what you want,” I demanded, watching her eyes melt as I pinched her nipples and hovered my mouth over them.

Her head twisted to the side, her bashful tongue failing her again.

“Do you want me to lick you with my wet tongue?” I teased, brushing my bottom lip over one distended peak. “Do you want me to suck you in to my hot mouth?”

Her hips squirmed beneath me. She lifted up off the bed and dragged my head up to claim my mouth in a passionate kiss, thrusting her demanding tongue between my lips with increasing fervour.

Roughly I pushed her away. “If you don’t tell me what you want,” I warned in a hard voice, “you’re going to go home one very unsatisfied girl.”

Her eyes flared in shock, breaking contact with mine as she looked down thinking about it.

When her head lifted her expression was resigned, her voice stronger.

“I want you to take me,” she said, her voice hoarse with desire. “Use me up. Touch me all over, god, taste me all over. Make me cry. Hurt me a little if thats what it takes to make me scream.”

I felt a rush of moisture between my legs as I thought of all the things I was going to do to her.

“Take it all off,” I commanded, my nipples tightening when she lifted her hips up off the bed and slid her skirt and underwear down in one long sweep.

She was a Goddess, laid out for my eyes, my touch, my pleasure, my mouth.

I started at her feet. God knows I’d stared at them many times before marvelling at how beautiful they were. I lifted one foot and sucked each toe in to my mouth. I never realised that was what I’d always wanted to do until I was actually doing it. My hands had free range over her calves and thighs, stopping just short of the place I most wanted to taste – much, much later – after I made her beg me.

I ran my tongue over her insteps, rolling her on to her side so that I could lick the back of her knees. I trailed kisses up her thighs, lightly sucking her flesh as she trembled beneath me, slowly moving higher and bursa escort bayan higher. I licked the soft line under her exquisite bottom, sweeping my tongue inwards towards her centre, getting off on her keening cries.

Pushing her on to her back again, I stretched out beside her revisiting her sweet mouth, moaning with need when she feverishly sucked on my tongue. My hand skimmed her taut belly, sliding over her soft curls and moving away when she lifted her hips for more.

I wasn’t finished with her by a long shot and wasn’t about to give in just yet. I knelt up beside her and slipped out of my robe, straddling over her hips to rub my wet pussy against hers.

She thrust up against me, her hands gliding up my thighs, reaching for my hard nipples, but I caught her wrists and pinned them at her sides, bending my head to lap at her breasts.

I kissed my way around her gorgeous breasts, licking and sucking everywhere while ignoring her nipples.

She twisted and turned beneath me, desperate to fill my mouth with her rosy peaks, but I laughed and continued to tease her, holding her hands still, loving the way she bucked up against my dripping pussy, revelling in the power of being in control and driving her to the edge.

“God, suck on me Sarah, please, please, I’m begging you.”

How could I resist that plaintive cry? God knows I was denying myself, not just her. I’d never had a woman’s nipple in my mouth before. It was suddenly a matter of life or death that I try it.

I let go of her hands and fell ravenously on her breasts, kissing and licking each straining peak while she arched her back, pulling my head down to suckle.

“Suck me, suck me, please…”

I drew her in to my mouth, loving the alien feeling of her on my tongue. Sucking gently at first, I rolled and twisted the other with my fingers. I couldn’t believe what a turn on it was having a woman’s nipple in my mouth.

Resting my weight on my elbows, I pushed her titties together, moving from one to the other, sucking harder and harder, circling her with my tongue, driving her utterly crazy.

Her shameless cries were music to my ears. Her panting breaths drove me on, made my pussy pulse again and again.

Pinching her nipples hard between my fingers I moved upwards and raped her mouth, thrusting in to her sweet hole hard and fast, showing no mercy.

Her moans went on and on and on and I loved her that way, yearning and desperate and needy, dripping wet for me. I moved to the side, taking her with me, sliding my knee between her legs, letting her grind against me, slicking her juices all over my thigh.

She was getting a little too close for my liking.

I pulled away and pushed her off my leg and on to her back. Teasing my hands down her body I lifted her knees and forcefully spread her legs.

With both hands I parted her wet lips, holding her wide open and exposed. She moaned and cried and wiggled her hips but I ignored her pleas, holding her pussy captive.

“Please,” she begged, reaching out for me, but I slapped her hands away.

I released her and got off the bed, looking down in to her pleading eyes.

“Hold your pussy open for me,” I ordered her in a voice I didn’t recognise. Instead she slid her fingers in to her crack.

I saw red.

Instantly I rolled her on her side and smacked her bottom hard. She sucked in a breath, looking over her shoulder at me with tears in her eyes.

No wonder Michael was such a gentleman if she was this soft in the bedroom. I smacked her again and again, enjoying her cries of pain, knowing underneath it all that she wanted it. My hand left red patches all over her beautiful ass.

I was beside myself with lust at the sight. It took a force of will to stop myself from bending over and licking her tortured skin.

“Don’t even think about touching yourself,” I ordered cruelly. “You came here for a reason and I won’t have you taking over my job.” I let go of her. “Now on your back bitch. Hold your pussy open for me and don’t you dare move.”

She obeyed me straight away, spreading her lips with two fingers, her other hand grasping the sheet beside her hip.

I walked around the bed, staring in to her gaping hole, watching her inner lips contract, pushing her oozing juices out. It was such a gorgeous view I licked my lips with greed.

“That’s better,” I encouraged her. “Hold your pussy wide open and watch me.”

I had never done this for Joel, never done this for anyone, but Kate inspired me to put on a special performance.

Lifting my leg on to the bed I exposed my sopping cunt to her, tweaking my nipples and lifting them high, licking them with my own tongue. Plunging one hand in to my pussy I fingered myself slowly, building up faster and faster until I was furiously rubbing my clit and dipping my fingers inside, pumping hard in to my throbbing snatch.

Her eyes never strayed from my hand, her breath coming quick and shallow, her hips rising off the bed.

One naughty finger strayed over to her clitoris.

I pounced on her, flipped her on her stomach and slapped her thrice across the buttocks. She screamed out loud but I had no pity. I couldn’t help noticing how she thrust her bottom towards my hand as if she wanted more.

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Gaynor from Ghana Pleasures Herself

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Gaynor is a beautiful young Ghanaian woman with a lovely smile who first contacted me via Facebook. We got on so well texting each other that I decided to visit her in Ghana and to travel around the country together.

Given her lovely smile with apparently perfect teeth, my first surprise was to hear that she had never been to a dentist in her life.

During that week it was clear that she had a healthy appetite for sex. However she had only had one previous boyfriend two or three years before she met me.

That interval of two or three years had been without sex. I know how crazy that would have driven most men, so I asked her if she masturbated. She told me that she had never done so; she had had no sex whatsoever in those two or three years. In her culture, she said, masturbation was regarded as normal in men (as was sex outside of marriage) but it was regarded as unacceptable for women.

I told her that, in my culture, masturbation was regarded as normal for women, if not compulsory.

Her sexless state was exacerbated by Alicia her flatmate whose boyfriend visited bursa escort regularly and engaged in noisy sex with Alicia, which Gaynor could not help but overhear, the walls of the apartment being very thin.

As we were going to be separated for several months, I suggested that Gaynor give masturbation a try at least. We talked about the need for lubrication. I suggested several options, including saliva.

She would give me visibility of her progress with this project by taking video clips of herself practising. She would have to confine herself to times of the day when Alicia was out, so that Alicia could neither know nor disapprove of what she was doing. Gaynor and Alicia routinely bathed naked together so they were close in some ways. Gaynor told me that Alicia’s breasts were larger than hers. I fantasised about sexual activity between two attractive young women in the bath but, in truth, there was none.

The first time Gaynor masturbated, she was bent over forwards with her shapely bottom facing the camera phone and her legs open enough to display her neat genitals She started escort bursa by inserting two fingers into her vagina, thrusting them in and out, then rubbing her clitoris and her vulva with her wet fingers

The second time she was facing the camera with her knees up and her thighs open. She employed the same two-fingered technique in and around her genitals.

She seemed to have no difficulty in giving herself orgasms, sometimes squirting delicious fluid at the right moment.

Then something extraordinary happened: she walked into one of the rooms in the apartment through a door which could be locked but wasn’t. There in the room stood Alicia stark naked with a dildo inserted into her vagina. Alicia explained that she was far from satisfied by her boyfriend and needed dildos to get more satisfaction. Alicia invited Gaynor to borrow her dildos (although Gaynor knew where they were hidden and intended to borrow them with or without permission). Then started the most extraordinary series of self-discovery with Gaynor using a variety of dildos to give herself supreme orgasms. From someone who had bursa escort bayan shunned the idea, Gaynor now seemed addicted to masturbation

Then one day Gaynor, for some reason, asked Alicia to video her masturbating in various positions. The video was more professional than Gaynor’s own videos because Alicia was able to move around the room and vary the camera angles. The clip finished with Gaynor’s orgasm and a gentle wave of her right hand at the camera.

Alicia had clearly enjoyed making the video as much as I enjoyed watching it. As I found out, Alicia pleasured herself immediately afterwards. That suggested to me that Gaynor and Alicia might get closer to each other than they had while bathing naked together. Gaynor was willing and asked me to contact Alicia (who was away visiting her mother) to seek her views. Alicia confirmed my suspicion that she was eager to participate in sexual acts with Gaynor and they would even video themselves to show me what they got up to. I then received some of the most erotic clips I have ever seen with Gaynor sucking Alicia’s big black nipples and Alicia licking and fingering Gaynor expertly and making her come and squirt. Their kissing each other passionately on the lips with their arms around each other’s beautiful naked bodies was particularly lovely.

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Fun on South Beach Ch. 08

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The discovery of the 2 girls totally unconscious on the bed set off a flurry of activity at the hotel. All the maids that ran into the room at first thought the 2 girls had been the victims of foul play. One of them finally noticed that each girl was breathing as another maid called for the manager.

The manager burst into the room a few minutes later and took in the sight. Two amazingly beautiful girls, both nude, were passed out on the bed. A large wad of money had been tossed between them, some of which was stuck on each girl’s sweaty body. He put his hand on the neck of each girl and did feel a pulse. He wasn’t sure what to think, but being in Miami his gut feeling was that the girls were on drugs. He had the front desk call 911 to send an ambulance.

Within minutes, an emergency crew arrived and began to check over the girls. The senior crewman noted the amount of sweat on the bed around each girl and ordered IV’s to be started to avoid dehydration. The hotel staff assisted the EMS crew to load each naked girl onto a gurney. The IV’s were started and they began to roll the gurneys down the hall to the waiting ambulance.

The senior crewman, a veteran of 10 years, climbed into the back and fastened the doors shut. She put her headset on and told her younger partner to head to Miami Mercy, the nearest hospital. She had placed herself on a bench against the front wall of the ambulance, a seat that prevented her partner from seeing around her and into the cabin where the girls were laying on the gurneys.

She looked at the 2 young beauties lying before her, both nude except for the thin sheets that covered them. She checked the IV’s and the lines to each girl’s arm. Lifting the sheets, she was amazed by the perfect body of each girl. The one girl, with the thick honey blonde hair was especially beautiful. She pushed the sheet totally back so that she could see Angel’s entire upper body.

The EMS veteran had seen many people over the course of her career, but never anyone like this girl. Her hand held Angel’s arm gently as she checked the IV needle. As she worked, the back of her hand brushed against the side of the girl’s ribs. The woman rolled her hand over and let it lie on the flawless skin of the girl’s smooth belly. She paused for a second before she let her hand move upwards until it passed over one and then the other of Angel’s breasts.

The girl moaned a little as her breasts were touched, but her eyes stayed closed. The woman made sure her driver was not looking as she continued fondling the girl.

“So what were you 2 lovelies doing in that hotel room tonight?” she thought to herself. “Maybe a little to much sex, drugs, and rock and roll?”

“Well, I don’t know about the rock and roll and the doctors will have to check you out for drugs, but as for the sex, I think I can figure that one out.”

Her hand moved down from Angel’s swollen breasts to toss the lower part of the sheet away from the girl’s hips. She was taken aback momentarily at the site of the shaven pussy before her. She wondered to herself how she hadn’t noticed that before and wrote it off to her being a trained professional who was concentrating on her work.

She let a finger brush over the smooth skin until it came to rest on the girl’s slit.

“Hmmm,” she thought, “sweet thing’s pussy seems a little raw. Must have had an interesting night.”

She made sure Angel was still unconscious and then let her finger penetrate the girl. She guided her finger into the girl very, very slowly. Angel moaned softly again and her hips moved as the finger worked its way into her wet pussy. The woman smiled to herself as she enjoyed this “perk” of her job. She knew that sooner or later, she would get caught feeling up the young girls that they occasionally transported. But when there was a girl like this blonde lying naked on the gurney, she knew that no one in the service could pass up taking a feel of her.

Angel moaned again, a little louder this time.

“Everything okay back there?” the driver called out.

“Uh…just fine, just fine. Nothing for you to be concerned about. Just get to the hospital okay?” the woman stammered.

“Yeah, yeah. Keep your shirt on,” the driver replied, trying to think how he could get re-assigned to a different partner.

“The dyke is probably feeling up the patients again. Jesus, she is so freaking obvious!” he thought.

Looking out the side window, the woman realized the ambulance was just a couple blocks from the ER. She slowly removed her finger from Angel’s swollen pussy and brought it to her lips. She took several small licks of Angel’s juices and then sucked her finger into her mouth, savoring Angel’s salty taste.

“Too bad the ride was so short,” she thought.

She quickly spread the sheet back over Angel’s body after taking a last long look. She tucked it in securely, making sure that no one could get the idea that anything had been going on.

The ambulance rolled into the ER driveway and was met bursa escort by several nurses and a doctor. After Angel and Emi were unloaded, the doctor took a quick look, gave some directions to the nurses, and the girls were rolled inside. The woman from EMS followed them inside, bringing in the bag of personal effects collected at the hotel. She tossed it to one of the nurses, a good looking red-head who was the head nurse. Her name was Terry.

“Check that out,” she said to Terry. “If those aren’t the clothes of the highest paid hookers in town, then I must be the Queen of England.”

“By the way, take a look at the pussy on the blonde,” she added.

Terry looked inside of the bag and got an eyeful of the diamond crusted bra’s the girls had worn. Her look of astonishment was all it took to make the EMS woman laugh out loud. Terry took the bag and headed down the hall to see about the two new patients, her curiosity now quite piqued.

The two girls had been rolled into one large exam room that was set to one side of the ER. Because of several prior refurbishment projects the ER had undergone, there was a wall that did a good job of separating this room from the rest of the department. There was only one door in or out and no windows.

Terry walked in and quickly took charge of the several younger nurses already working. She walked to the end of the gurney where Emi was laying and looked at the girl.

“My, my, this is a sweet dear child. Just look at the flawless skin.” she thought.

One of the other nurses had rolled back the sheet and Emi’s pert breasts responded to the cool air blowing down from the air conditioner. Her dark nipples hardened and rose as small goose bumps dotted her chest. Terry put her stethoscope on and moved to the girl’s side. She placed the end on the girl’s chest, directly between her breasts, and began to listen.

Her eyes darted quickly around the room, trying to tell if the other nurses were paying much attention to what she was doing. Seeing none, she guided the stethoscope to the tender flesh of Emi’s breasts. She let her fingers spread out as she held the sounder so that she could feel the girl’s skin. She went around the top of each breast and then underneath, gently cupping each breast and holding them.

Terry felt a deep spark of lust as she finally stepped away from the auburn-haired teenager.

“Let’s see about this one now,” she said.

As she moved to Angel’s gurney, she realized that the other nurses had removed the sheet to reveal the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. Her eyes traveled up and down the girl’s body, from her sweet round face, past her beautiful full breasts and slim waist, to her smooth tanned legs.

Remembering what the woman from EMS had said, her eyes darted back to the girl’s crotch. If anyone had been paying attention, they would have seen her mouth drop open as she took in the sight of the girl’s smooth, pink pussy. Looking closer, she thought she could even see a few droplets of the girl’s juice glistening on her lips.

She approached Angel with her stethoscope and began to check her over as she had done Emi. Her hand settled on Angel’s gorgeous chest, repeating the “examination” she had given to Emi.

“My god,” she thought, “this one is even more beautiful than the other. In my 16 years of nursing, I have never seen anyone like this girl.”

Satisfied that Emi and Angel seemed to be in good shape, she sent the other nurses out to handle other patients.

“I’ll stay here and keep an eye on these two. You all go see what other patients have come in.”

She watched as they all left the room and then went to the door to look up and down the hall. She came back in and shut the doors behind her. She also pulled a curtain across the doorway to keep anyone walking down the hall from taking a peek in through the windows of the doors. Then, she walked back and stood between her two patients.

“Well now, I wonder what the story on you two lovely ladies is?” she said to herself.

With the gurneys set so close together, she was able to stand between the two girls. She put a hand on each girl’s bare stomach and gently massaged. She felt a chill go up her back as she realized what the sight of these 2 incredible girls was doing to her. She had had two previous lesbian experiences before, but those were both one time things and never at work.

Her hands made small circles on each bare stomach. Gliding in circles, she would occasionaly pause to knead the soft skin, gently squeezing it between her fingers. As she did, she realized that the dark haired girl seemed to be waking up. She moved up to the end of the gurney and spoke to the girl.

“Hello. You’re in the hospital. You’re okay. You and your friend have been out for quite awhile,” she whispered to Emi.

“Angel is here too?” Emi said.

“Is this Angel over here?” Terry asked as she moved to let Emi see Angel.

“Yes, that’s her. How did we get here?”

“From what I understand, the bursa escort bayan maid at a hotel found you and apparently thought you were dead. The manager of the hotel called 911 and you were brought here,” Terry told her.

“Lie still now and let me finish checking you over,” she continued.

She moved back to the middle of the gurney and put her hands on Emi’s slim waist. Working slowly, she moved her hands over the girls midsection as if she was checking her for injury. An experienced medical professional would see otherwise. Terry was feeling the girl up, nothing more.

Her hands moved higher, up under the girl’s arms, where she gently lifted to bring Emi to a sitting position. Her hands, moved around to the girl’s back, gently roaming over the tanned skin. As her hands worked, she would let them duck under the girl’s arms, letting them wrap around the girl’s sides to stroke the sides of the girls’ breasts.

She moved to stand alongside the girl, letting one arm support the girl around her shoulders while her other hand went back to the girl’s bare stomach. It gently pushed and prodded in several spots.

“Do you feel any pain at all?” she asked.

Emi shook her head no as she watched the woman’s hand move up her stomach. It stroked at the top of her stomach from side to side, gently pushing against the bottom of each breast. Then, very slowly, the hand turned upwards and cupped one of her breasts, holding it very gently. There was a slight pause and then the nurse gently began to fondle the girl, moving from one breast to the other.

Emi looked up at the nurse.

“What are you doing to me?” Emi whispered.

“Shhh, I have to make sure you are okay,” she replied. “Do you like it? Are you watching as I touch you? It feels good doesn’t it?”

Emi nodded as she watched the woman’s hand move over each breast. The woman could feel Emi’s skin tighten, a sign that the girl was becoming aroused. She pinched the girl’s nipples just to help things along. Emi’s head dropped back a bit as she felt the little sting from each dark bud.

Emi rolled her head towards the nurse and was about to speak, but the nurse covered Emi’s mouth with her own before she got out a word. Another pinch of a tender nipple caused Emi to moan softly right into the nurse’s mouth.

Terry was ravenous for the girl. She plunged her tongue into the girl’s mouth quickly. Emi arched her herself backward as she started to become overwhelmed. The fondling of her breasts and the aggressive kissing were building her up quickly.

Emi put her hands behind her to grab each side of the gurney. This let the woman lower the arm around Emi’s back and take her around her slim waist. She held the girl firmly, slightly twisting the girl towards her.

Emi felt the hand on her breasts move downward back across her stomach. Slowly it went downwards, massaging the girl’s flushed skin as it went. Emi’s hips wriggled from side to side as she got ready for what was coming. The fingers brushed through the girl’s small patch of hair until they found the girl’s swollen lips. Her hand froze in place as just the fingers moved, gently stroking the tender flesh.

Emi could feel the gentle caresses and tried to push up to press harder against the nurse’s fingers.

“My finger’s are stroking your pussy. You can see can’t you? You like it don’t you?”

Emi nodded.

“Do you want me to take you? Do you want my fingers inside you?”

Again Emi nodded.

The nurse smiled at her as she turned her face to Emi’s flushed chest. She lowered her mouth to a hard nipple, suckling it into her mouth just as she pushed two fingers into the girl’s pussy. Emi reared back in response.

The nurse held the girl tightly as she tried to take as much of the girl’s breast into her mouth as she could. With her mouth open as wide as she could get, she pulled and sucked, driving Emi wild with the sensation. Emi was having difficulty holding herself up on the gurney as the nurse devoured her.

“Omigod, omigod,” Emi breathed, rapidly being overwhelmed by this latest sexual encounter.

She was looking down and watching as the nurse’s mouth jumped from one breast to the other, suckling her and biting at her nipples. She could feel saliva running down her flat stomach as it dripped from her swollen breasts. The nurse must have noticed it to as she moved her hand up from Emi’s pussy to massage the saliva over the girl’s stomach.

Emi’s incredible body was almost bouncing on the table as she responded to the sucking of her breasts and the fingers in her pussy. It was good that they were in this closed off back room because if someone had entered, they would have seen the nurse totally in control of a young girl being sexually taken.

Emi finally could not hold herself anymore and fell back onto the gurney. The nurse adjusted herself so that she was almost laying over the girl’s tanned body. Her assault on Emi’s pert breasts and her tender pussy became more urgent. Emi writhed escort bursa under the weight of the woman on top of her as her body began to stiffen.

“AAAHHHHHHHHHH,” she screamed as a huge orgasm slammed her.

Her hands shot up to the sides of her head as the orgasm went on and on. The nurse kept a tight hold on the girl as she eased off on the girl’s breasts. Her fingers slid slowly out of the girl’s wet pussy and she brought them to her mouth so that Emi could watch as she licked them clean.

“Mmmmmm, you’re a sweet little thing,” the nurse whispered to her.

Emi didn’t say a word. Her poor body was so spent after being fucked all night in the hotel and now being pleasured again by this nurse. It was hard for her to even keep her eyes open as she watched the nurse.

Terry moved around the girl and wiped her off with a fresh towel. She moved it slowly and let the slightly rough texture tease over the girl’s nipples, making her breath jump for a second. She leaned down to Emi and kissed her cheek.

“Maybe I should examine your friend now,” she whispered.

She turned to Angel, who was beginning to wake up. She reached into a cabinet and took out a big bottle of lotion. Moving down alongside the honey blonde beauty, she squeezed some of it into her palm and rubbed it betwen her hands. Then she began to massage it over Angel’s gorgeous thighs. Angel’s eyes fluttered open as she felt the warm hands on her legs.

“That feels good. I feel like I ran a marathon last night,” she said.

“You might have been in a marathon last night, but it had nothing to do with running,” the nurse replied.

Angel let her legs spread slightly as she allowed the nurse to move her hands wherever she wanted. It wasn’t long before the warm hands moved up to the top of her legs and began work the crease at the top of each. The lotion covered fingers massaged across from Angel’s hips to the inside of each thigh, barely an inch from her shaven pussy.

“You look pretty tender down there. This lotion will help. Is it okay if I touch you?” the nurse asked her.

Angel nodded at her. The nurse wasted no time and lifted Angel’s legs up so that her knees were bent. Then she pushed them wide apart as she pulled the girl down the gurney to the end. She squeezed a large dollop of the lotion on Angel’s stomach, less than an inch above her pink lips. Her fingers dabbed into it and started to spread it in lazy circles. The circles grew larger and larger until the nurse’s fingers brushed over Angel’s very tender sex. She jumped slightly as she felt the warm touch.

“Mmmmm, you’re very sensitive. I’m going to have to be extra careful,” Terry whispered.

Angel closed her eyes as she felt the fingers gently massage the lotion into her swollen, tender pussy. The warmth of the woman’s hands and the cooling effect of the lotion seemed to make her extra sensitive. Without even thinking, her hips began to grind slightly in time with the massage. The nurse smiled to herself as she noticed Angel’s response.

“This beautiful thing has been fucking all night long, but she still has enough left to respond when I touch her. Guess I’ll have to take advantage of that,” the nurse thought to herself.

She moved alongside Angel as she moved one hand up the girl’s slender body, causing Angel to wiggle under her touch. Her hand slid over the girl’s tanned skin until it came to rest between her breasts. Then, it began to move in figure eights, circling one breast and then the other. The nurse smiled as she saw Angel flush and take a deep breath. She let her hand start to cross over each breast, stopping to gather each one as she did.

“Oohhh,” Angel moaned softly, the soft caressing of her pussy and the rough squeezing of her breasts now pushing her up.

“Yes, thats it my sweet. Let yourself go. My hands are all over you, taking you. I know you want it,” she whispered into Angel’s ear.

She watched as Angel’s breathing became more rapid and short. The blonde model’s back arched up and she twisted to one side as she felt it coming. The nurse planted her mouth over the girl’s just as she began to cry out, silencing her by shoving her own tongue into Angel’s mouth. Angel twisted and struggled in a vain attempt to scream, but the nurse was too strong and held her down.

Finally, after a half a minute or so, Angel began to relax as she came down from her orgasm. The nurse pulled her hand up from Angel’s pussy and let her fingers lightly stroke the girl’s bare belly as she watched the girl catch her breath.

“You’re incredible,” the nurse told her. “But, someone is going to come in here sooner or later. Let’s get you both cleaned up.”

She guided the 2 girls into a shower area and they quickly cleaned up. Since the girls had no other clothes to put on besides their diamond top outfits, she found them some surgical scrubs. Once they looked presentable again, she unlocked the door to the room and peeked outside.

“Coast is clear. The out door is down there to the right.”

“What if someone asks where we went?” Emi asked her.

“No prob. I’ll just say that I left the room for a minute and when I came back, you were gone. Happens all the time down here in the ER.”

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First Lesbian Experience

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I make costumes and I was on my way to outfit an office of accountants for a Renaissance Faire excursion. I had my friend Niki, a 28 year old petite blonde, with me–she was doing hats and flower garlands.

We were all wearing costumes to get the accountants into the spirit of things. Niki had on a long skirt hiked up on the sides, tall leather boots and a tightly laced leather vest that pushed her peaches-and-cream cleavage way up. I couldn’t help stealing a glance now and then.

We got lost and had to stop in an office building and use the phone. We were searching the long, deserted hallways looking for a phone when she pulled me into an alcove and kissed me! I was surprised and immediately wet. She had flirted with me before, but I didn’t think she’d ever follow through.

We finally found the accountants and got finished with our work, but I could barely concentrate because she kept giving me meaningful looks the whole time.

We got back in the van to leave (her husband was driving)

and she asked me to sit near her. She started kissing me right in front of him. I guess it turned her on to make her husband jealous and he didn’t bursa escort say anything, so I wasn’t about to ruin a good thing by being noble.

When we got back to my house and unloaded the costumes, I asked them to come in. Her husband immediately lay down on the floor in the living room and closed his eyes. We couldn’t help noticing that he had an enormous hard-on pushing against his pants.

Niki and I put a movie in the VCR (Ladyhawk, I’ll never forget it). We sat on the floor next to him and Niki leaned against the sofa.

We just watched the movie for a while but then we started kissing again. I glanced over at the hub, but he appeared to be asleep. Niki was breathing hard and I knew that if ever I had a chance for a lesbian encounter, it was now. I opened the front of her costume and gazed at her creamy breasts. I couldn’t resist getting closer. I could smell her scent and feel the warmth of her as I came closer. At last, I took a nipple into my mouth and I couldn’t believe how good it felt and tasted! I was thinking, guys get to do this all the time, the lucky bastards! I licked and sucked like there was no tomorrow and she was escort bursa moaning softly and writhing. I kept glancing at the hub, but he never moved or opened his eyes.

Finally, it occurred to me to start moving a hand up her thigh. She gasped and shuddered and I thought, I can’t believe this, I’m going to touch a pussy that isn’t my own! I slipped a finger under the edge of her panties and felt her hot, slippery cunny. My own was twitching in response. I slid my finger up and down and she stared convulsing and let out a long moan, saying, “Oh god, Myra, oh god…” I thought I was going to come too. I couldn’t stop touching her and she just cooed and writhed and moaned and came over and over.

I can’t believe how dense I am, because it was about 1/2 an hour before it occurred to me that I could probably go down on her and she wouldn’t stop me. I started to pull her panties down and she made noises that I guess were supposed to mean “no”, but I wasn’t about to stop now. I got them off her and got my first unobstructed view of her pussy.

It was the most beautiful pussy I’d ever seen, which is not saying much since I’d never seen bursa escort bayan any but my own, not counting pics in dirty mags. It was all pink and swollen, surrounded by blonde hair, dripping with natural lubrication. Nothing had ever looked so delicious. As my face moved toward her sweet pishy, I was struck again with my incredible good fortune–In one second I was going to taste my first pussy.

When my tongue touched her, I felt like I was having a full-body orgasm. Fire ran through me and every nerve ending was singing. She tasted so good and the feel of her against my tongue was unbelievable. Never had anything felt so right.

At that point, I could have cared less if she was enjoying it. I had to have as much of her as I could get. I licked and sucked and tried to get every bit of juice into my mouth. I vaguely realized that she was coming loud and long and often. I truthfully lost track of how many times she convulsed and poured come into my mouth.

Finally, I came back to reality and heard her begging me to stop so she could catch her breath. I gave in and came up to kiss her, her juice lubricating our lips.

Then I remembered her husband, lying 3 feet away!! He was still in the same position, lying on his back, breathing regularly. I couldn’t believe he had slept through all that!! Until I saw his giant, throbbing hard-on and the wet spot where the tip of it would be…

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Sonali and Jina finally finished cleaning the house with a lot of groping, fondling, fingering and kissing. The last room that they cleaned was the master bedroom, the room they planned to use during their stay. The room had an old king size bed big enough for five people to sleep on comfortably. As soon as they were done Sonali pushed Jina onto the bed on her back and followed her quickly and placed her body on top of her breast to breast and started kissing her, her hands went to her breasts and started to knead them as she kissed her.

Jina pushed her tongue into Sonali’s mouth and drew her tongue into her own. As they kissed Sonali continued to mash Jina’s breasts, tweaking her nipples. Jina’s hands went under Sonali’s skirt grabbed her ass and started to squeezed them together and apart as they kissed. Sonali continued kissing down her neck, licking along her collar bone she dragged her tongue into the valley between her breasts moving her mouth over her right breast and started suckling on her breast drawing her nipple into her mouth and lightly biting on it.

“Ohhh!!.” moaned Jina loudly as she felt the bite of Sonali’s teeth on her nipple and the pleasure that followed it. Entwining her fingers in her hair Jina moved her head from her right breast to the left one, Sonali took as much of her breast in her mouth as possible and started to suck on it as hard as possible while her hand played with Jina’s right breast and nipple. Jina arched forcing more of her breast into Sonali’s mouth and pressing her head harder into her breast.

Sonali gave Jina’s nipple one last nip, and raised her head off her breasts and sat back in her lap. Grabbing the hem of her dress and pulled off her body in one smooth motion exposing her ripe body covered in a light sweat to the open air. Dropping her face back down onto Jina’s breasts Sonali took one of her large breasts in both her hands and started to suck on her nipple with renewed vigor.

Jina started to moan continuously as her breasts were simulated by Sonali’s mouth and her stomach was tickled by Sonali’s naked breasts rubbing across her midriff. Jina pulled Sonali away from her ministrations on her breasts.

“No…” protested Sonali as mouth was moved from the sweet breasts of Jina. “I want to feel your body against mine. I want to be naked.” Jina explained.

Sonali quickly worked towards making it happen, opening Jina’s petticoat and pulling it down. Jina raised her hips to allow Sonali to pull off the last piece of clothing standing in her way. Sonali sat back and looked at the beauty that lay in front of her to enjoy to her heart’s content. Jina’s long hair was spread across the pillow like a halo around her head.

Sonali laid her naked body on top of Jina’s naked body, lip to lip, breast to breast, cunt to cunt. They started to kiss each other, pushing their tongues into each other’s mouth, their naked legs entwined with each other. Sonali felt her cunt rest on Jina’s thigh at the same time she felt Jina’s cunt on her thigh. The two started to rub their cunts on each other thighs slowly building towards a mutual orgasm. The two of them rolled around on the bed rubbing against each other, their lips locked in never ending kisses. Sonali was kissing Jina’s neck running her tongues along her neck when she started to feel the beginning of her orgasm.

“I am going to cum.” she panted between drawn breathes.

“So am I.” panted Jina “Cum with me.”

“ARRGGHHHH…” screamed the two of them unison spilling their juices of the others thigh. After the powerful orgasm the two of them did not stop but continued to rub their cunts on each other’s thighs building up towards their next orgasm. They continued like this rolling around on the bed rubbing their bodies against each other enjoying one orgasm one after the other.

****

Nikita slowly got up from the chair and extended her hand towards Reeva who took it and stood up. Drawing her to herself Nikita pulled Reeva’s body into her own and kissed her on the mouth, darting her tongue out to flick her lips, Reeva parted her lips and drew Nikita’s tongue into her mouth where their tongues dueled with each other. Pushing her tongue into Nikita’s mouth Reeva ran her tongue over her teeth and into her throat. The two of them finally broke their deep kiss to get some air.

Nikita stepped back from Reeva and taking her by one hand and with the other hand picked up the double headed strapped dildo and led her out of the kitchen and into the sitting room. Nikita sat down on the couch and pulled Reeva onto her lap and pulled her face down for light kisses on the lips , cheeks, eyes and then back to her lips in much more deeper and soulful kiss.

Breaking the kiss Reeva stuck her tongue out licking Nikita’s lips who stuck her own tongue out touching Reeva’s, their little tongue plays soon turned into a deep French kiss as Reeva pushed her tongue into Nikita’s mouth, where they dueled with each other. Nikita pulled Reeva into her body, mashing their breasts together until they became as one.

“Mmmmmm…” moaned Reeva as they broke the kiss pulling back a little, she placed her bursa escort legs on either side Nikita’s waist and then went back to kissing her. As they kissed the two of them started to push their bodies against each other setting a rocking motion drawing pleasure from the friction of their bodies against each other and their hands roaming over the others body.

Nikita latched her lips onto Reeva’s breasts and started to suck on them with force her cheeks hollowing as she sucked as much of the breast as she could fit into her mouth, feeling the renewed pressure of her breasts Reeva felt an orgasm building in her body, Nikita lightly bit on the aroused nipple of Reeva’s breasts sending her into a series of mini orgasm. As she rode her orgasms Nikita slowly lowered her on her back on to the couch.

“Unhhhh…mmm…” moaned Reeva as she lay on her back with her eyes closed running her hands over her breasts slowly as she basked in the afterglow of her mini orgasm. Nikita harnessed the double headed dildo around her waist with one end inside her cunt and the other end sticking out hard and straight towards the body of Reeva. Nikita raised Reeva’s left leg and placed it over the back of the couch and lowered her right leg down to the floor opening her slit and giving her direct line to her target. Holding the dildo, she ran the tip of it over her slit and clit.

“OOhhhh!!…hmmmm!! More…put it in me…fuck me!!” moaned Reeva as the dildo stimulated her body. Nikita slowly pushed the dildo in her cunt, rocking her hips forward and forcing the entire length of the tool into Reeva.

“Ohhh…God…that feels so good.” Reeva moaned as she felt the whole length of the dildo inside her.

Nikita started to rock her hips forward, pumping the dildo into Reeva’s cunt. Nikita went down and captured Reeva’s lips in a deep kiss pushing her tongue into her mouth, running it over her teeth. Nikita brought her hands to Reeva’s hips as she held her there speeding up her pace, she then moved her hands to her breasts as she squeezed her breast and tweaked her nipples.

“Ohhh goooddd…that feels good.” Reeva moaned, she wrapped her legs around Nikita’s hips and pulled her into her body wrapping her arms around her legs. Both of them were caught up in their passion setting up a rhythm between their bodies. Nikita grabbed Reeva’s hand around her neck pulling them over Reeva’s head, then lowered her mouth towards her raised and exposed breasts and started sucking on her nipples. Reeva went wild with the feeling in her cunt and Nikita’s teeth on her nipples.

Nikita grabbed Reeva by her ass and started to ram the dildo into her. Reeva humped up her hips in tandem with Nikita meeting her half way in their love making. The two lusty women felt the explosion building inside their bodies.

“Agghhh…oh gods…” screamed Reeva as she went into her orgasm quickly followed by Nikita who also screamed out her release almost at the same time. The two of them continued to slowly and gently push into each other. Nikita laid her spent and sweaty body on top of Reeva bodies their lips meeting in a slow, deep kiss. Their hands moving to each other’s breasts automatically as they slowly stimulated each other as their sexual juices slowly leaked out their cunts around the dildo impaled in their bodies.

“I love you.” Nikita whispered into Reeva’s ear as she kissed and licked her ear. “I love you too” Reeva responded both women spent by their energetic marathon love making session. As Nikita rested on top of her body Reeva hugged her closer to herself running her hands slowly through her long silky hair and over her naked back.

Once the two women had caught their breaths and rested a little, they started to feel their passions building up again. As they slowly squirmed around the dildo in their slits started to arouse them again.

“Oh my god…what’s happening to me.” Nikita thought to herself “I have never been this aroused in my life…I just can’t get enough of this girl.”

As the two of them started again they slowly rolled of the couch and onto the floor with Reeva on top. As they kissed with their tongues dueling for supremacy in their mouths. They slowly broke the kiss with a string of saliva connecting their tongues. As Reeva pulled back Nikita tried to stick her tongue out and capture her lips in a kiss, but she gently pushed her back on the ground and putting her hands on her breasts she started to squeeze them as she started to undulate her hips pumping the dildo inside her and pleasuring Nikita at the same time.

“Ummmm!!” moaned Nikita as she raised her hands and grabbed onto Reeva’s breasts and pinched her nipples with her fingers and ran her nails over her sensitive aureoles. Reeva raised herself off the dildo, letting it come about half way out of her and then slammed into back in, as she built up the pace Nikita started to raise her hips also meeting her half way. The two of them quickly set up a tempo that provided equal and increasing amount of pleasure to each of them. Reeva dropped her hands from her breasts where they had been helping Nikita and fell down to the space where escort bursa their bodies met near the cunts and as she ran her fingers through Nikita’s neatly trimmed cunt hair, she felt the bump of her clit and immediately clamped it between her fingers and pulled.

Nikita arched her body pushing the dildo further into Reeva and screaming her orgasmic release into the empty house. Reeva was only seconds behind Nikita as she also achieved her orgasm. Laying her naked and sweaty body on top of Nikita. Reeva sighed and lightly kissed her on the lips and face. The two of them lay on the floor enjoying the feel of the others body and the mini orgasms that went through their bodies, still connected by the dildo.

*****

Sonali and Jina were sitting up in the bed facing each other, Sonali had her legs around Jina’s waist. Both of them had their arms around each other’s naked bodies pulling the other in to her body, their breasts mashing together lips joined in a kiss as their tongues dueled for supremacy. The two of them had been enjoying each other’s body for the past hour taking full advantage of the privacy, and the fact that the house was set in own spacious grounds with no nearby neighbors, which allowed them to vent their orgasmic screams with abandon.

Jina reluctantly pulled away from Sonali saying “We have a lot of time to continue this, right now we need to finish unpacking and then we have to go to town to pick up groceries, hurry up so that we can quickly get back to making love.”

“No, just a little longer.” moaned Sonali bringing her hands to Jina’s breast kneading them and lightly scratching her nipples with her nails. Jina threw her head back with the pleasure emanating from her breasts as Sonali fastened her lips to her neck, kissing and licking her way up to Jina’s ear which she lightly bit and then proceeded onto her parted lips. Pushing her tongue into Jina’s mouth, massaging her tongue with her own, while her hands continued to simulate her breasts.

Jina finally broke away from the spell being cast over her by Sonali’s action and pushed her back. “No” she said “It will soon be dark and the shops will start closing, we have to get ready, take a quick shower and get dressed and meet me in the living room.”

Jina quickly extricated herself from Sonali and get off the bed and went towards the washroom, Sonali fell back on the bed with frustration, and watched the naked Jina walk towards the washroom with longing, admiring the way her body moved with unbridled sexual energy and invitation, and thanked God that she would have all summer to enjoy the pleasures that she would give her and also receive from her. Despite the fact that this was Jina’s first lesbian encounter already her innate sexuality had asserted itself and given Soanli great pleasure in the short time they had been together.

Stopping at the washroom door Jina looked back and said “Well, are you going to lie there or join me to get clean to go to the market?”

“Shower with you?” Sonali asked in surprise.

“Well we would use less water and time if we showered at the same time?” Jina answered with a smile on her bee stung lips and went in to the washroom.

Sonali jumped up from the bed and rushed towards Jina. Jina guided Sonali by the hand into the bathroom where there was a large walk-in shower.? Jina turned on the water while Sonali closed the glass door behind them.? As the water sprayed on them, they began scrubbing each other with soap, stroking each other’s bodies.?Both women felt dizzy and restless from the strong fruity smell of the growing layers of lather.? Sonali scrubbed Jina large breasts with the soap, her hands running the bar across her nipples, both breasts swinging pendulously with her movements.?Sonali gazed at Jina’s bosom, each nipple tantalizing her with their hardness.?Jina rubbed shampoo into Sonali’s hair.?Sonali took the soap off Jina’s tits, and was hypnotized as the lather slowly washed away, exposing her sensuous flesh.?Sonali reached around Jina to soap her ass, pressing her face into Jina’s breasts.?She closed her eyes and licked the wet skin while her hands wandered around Jina’s haunches, following the curves of her ass until she reached her asshole.

Sonali teased the edges of Jina’s buttocks with her fingers, Jina moaning softly as her flesh tingled from Sonali’s touch.?She thrust her hips against Sonali, begging her to finger her.?Sonali slipped one delicate finger up Jina, causing her to moan with ecstasy, her knees trembling as her cunt burned.?Jina discarded the bar of soap in her hands and embraced Sonali’s hips, fondling her lover’s ass cheeks with lust.?

Sonlai gasped into Jina’s dripping bosom and sucked her left nipple wetly on the hard-little knob.?Jina purred, her nipple on fire as Sonali licked it over and over.?She felt passion building within her, and moved her fingers against Sonali’s pussy lips.?Jina spread them apart gently before plunging her finger up Sonali’s cunt.?Sonali gasped at Jina’s attentions, using the lewd energy she felt from it to thrust harder into Jina.?The women were fueling each other’s desires with their hands bursa escort bayan and fingers.?Both women jerked faster, their moans growing louder and echoing through the shower.

Their machine-like cycle of fingers slid into each other’s cunts over and over as the two lovers’ insides began contracting around the foreign objects within them.?Sonlai sucked on Jina’s tit with unrestrained lust.?They grasped each other possessively, and groaned loudly as they orgasmed, their cunt spewing onto each other’s hands.

*****

After their marathon love making session Nikita and Reeva where still on the floor of the sitting room the dildo discarded just enjoying each other’s embrace lightly running their hands over the other’s body, their legs entwined. Their reverie was broken by the sound of the phone ringing. Nikita groaned, she would have to leave this beautiful body to answer the phone, she lovingly disentangled her body from Reeva and headed over to the phone.

“Hello.” said Nikita to the person on the other side of the call “Yes we are both still at home…you won’t be back till dinner…ok, no problem…I hope you sister feels better…ok, bye.” and she put the phone down.

Turning to the still naked Reeva who had moved to the couch she said “Your mother won’t be back till after dinner, her sister is not feeling well and she is going to sit with her for a while”

Reeva smiled at her good luck, now she and Nikita will have more time to explore this new dimension of their relationship. As she started to get up and embrace the phone rang again and Nikita picked it up.

“Hello?” she said “Raj how are you? yes your sister is back… no she is at her sisters house.” while Nikita was talking to her husband on the phone Reeva had snuck up to her and snaked her arms from behind her and grabbed onto Nikita’s breasts “Eek!!” exclaimed Nikita in surprise “No…its nothing I was just startled by a bird that sat on the window” she told her husband while looking back with a scowl at Reeva’s impish smile.

Reeva moved back and slowly turned Nikita around until she was facing her, pushing her back until she was standing against the wall next to the phone, she ran her hands all over Nikita’s naked body, concentrating on her chest kneading and squeezing her perfect breasts, tweaking her nipples. Nikita’s breathing got heavy as her lust rose due to Reeva’s expert manipulation of her breasts making it hard for her to concentrate on her husband’s words just as she was about to push Reeva away her hands fell away from her breasts and were replaced by her lips on her left nipple trying to squeeze as much of her breasts into her mouth as possible.

“Unnnhhhh…” moaned Nikita softly, slapping her hand over the phone mike, from the feelings generated in her breasts and spreading to the rest of her body just when she thought that Reeva would stop out of fear of exposing themselves her lips moved from her breasts and started travelling downwards towards her cunt.

Reeva slowly kissed and licked her way down Nikita’s body. Her mouth on her stomach caused her stomach to flutter as Reeva slowly worked her magic on her body she paused at her navel and ran her tongue all over the perfect circle in the middle of Nikita’s stomach pushing her tongue into navel. Nikita tried to push Reeva away understanding where she was headed but her heart was not in it, her mind taken over the lust in her body and her husband’s words comprehensible.

Reeva continued her downward journey pushing open Nikita’s legs to get better access to her cunt and then burying her face into her perfect cunt, licking the slit from top to down as it secreted her juices. Using her tongue, she teased open her slit and forced her tongue inside. Nikita almost lost her balance from the pleasure being generated by Reeva’s actions but Reeva quickly caught her fall by grabbing onto her hips.

Nikita with her hand over the phone mike tightly closed her lips to prevent the sighs and screams of pleasure that she was feeling from alerting her husband that something was going on.

“What?” said Nikita as her husband repeated something he had said “Yeah sure…she is here…here you can talk to her.” on hearing this exchange Reeva took his mouth out of Nikita’s crotch her lips and chin glistening from her juices that just seconds ago she had been tasting.

“Reeva your brother wants to talk to you.” said Nikita as she offered the phone to Reeva. She looked at Nikita who took the phone from her “Hello Raj, how are you?” said Reeva as she stood up and spoke to her brother.

Reeva almost dropped the receiver when Nikita slipped her fingers into her. Slowly simulating the inside of her cunt walls as she talked to her brother, the action of Nikita’s fingers were quickly bringing her passion to a boil and she realized that unlike her sister-in-law she would not be able to hold back her full throated moans of passion so she quickly said bye to her brother and hung up the phone. Just in time as Nikita’s fingers were joined by her mouth on her slit, while she finger fucked Reeva her lips and tongue were busy licking and sucking her cunt slit and clit. Finally, Nikita took Reeva’s clit into her mouth and started to suck on it bringing Reeva to the edge of a very powerful orgasm and when Nikita softly bit down on her clit, she went ballistic and with her strongest orgasm of the day.

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Everything’s Hotter In June

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[This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any person is coincidental. I hope you enjoy]

[Author’s note: For anyone who acts out their fantasies through other people’s stories….I would like you to act this story out. If anyone is willing to make a sex video of this story, let me know. I Don’t Want To Participate, But Would Enjoy The Results. Thank you, and enjoy.]

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High school was just another trip for Sara, Jessica, Philip, Adriana, and June. Now that high school was over, they started college. Philip being the only male in the group, seemed not shaken by being surrounded by all females. He loved the company of girls, and even the older women. This being said, he has had sex with three of the four girls in his group, all except for June. It’s not like he hasn’t tried or did everything he could to do so. June, was different from the other girls. Smart, kind of nerdy. She wore glasses, always wore skirts well below her knees. T-shirts usually instead of blouses, and, having recently came out, a lesbian. The rest of the group……goth. But many a man cannot resist the nerdy ones. You never do know what you will get. Heightens the pleasure so they say. But June wouldn’t have any of Philips dirty ways.

“Did you hear what happened to Philip the other night?” the other three girls chattered among themselves. “Totally rejected.”

“By who?” One asked.

“June.” Another answered.

“So sad.” The last one replied.

“Sad? Why? Philip ain’t all that ya know.”

“I know. I fucked him.”

“You ain’t telling me nothing new.”

The girls continued to talk among themselves. June walked toward the crowd, and the girls pulled her in hugging and beginning other conversations with her. June felt happy, but began to think about the girls naked and her caressing each one of them. Tongueing and suckling their nipples. She sighed in ecstasy. The girls paid attention. What June didn’t know was that the other three secretly wanted to fuck her. Spending many nights thinking about it, the girls wanted to know the feel of another girl. June was the one they chose.

“Did you just make a sound, June?” one asked.

“Uh…no-no.” June replied, trying to change the subject. “How is everybody doing in English?” She began, rambling on.

“Oh I’m…..doing well.”

“Me too.”

“Three!” they all replied.

Adriana took a long hard look up and down June’s body. Sara imagined being eaten out by June in her bed with music blasting in the background. Jessica licked her lips, and thought quite the opposite of Sara. Jessica wanted to do the eating. She felt her groin muscles tingle and her pussy begin to drip in her panties.

“Well girls, you all do remember what tonight is right?” Adriana spoke up.

June looked puzzled. She couldn’t remember, until Jessica chimed in with the answer. “Costume party!” She yelled.

“My house at 10 pm sharp.” Adriana said, turning her head towards June.

“But, I don’t have a costume.” she replied feeling ashamed.

“Oh it’s okay hun. Wear all black. Anything you want.” sara said sounding a little naughty.

Philip walked over to the crowd and made his way into the conversation. “Did I hear costume party? He asked.

“Uh…yyyyeah. It’s…..it’s…..”

“It’s at my house.” Sara interrupted Adriana. “Yeah. 10 o’clock on the dot.

“Rite on!” Philip burst. He looked at the girls and said,”See you there.”

The girls watched him walk away, and once out of sight, June asked,”Why did you tell him it’s at your house Sara?”

Sara answered,”Don’t worry. Nobody’s home. My mother is out of town.”

“Yeah,” Adriana spoke up,”Um, just a little joke we’re playing.”

“Right,” Jessica agreed.

“Alright. I’ll believe you.” June responded.

They all said goodbye’s for now and walked away in different directions to get ready for the night.

———————-Later That Night——————-

June arrived at Adriana’s house dressed in a long black skirt, a black band shirt she stole from her older brother, dark makeup, heels, and some goth gear she found in her brothers room a while back. They weren’t her brothers, but she thought maybe it was from one of the girls he was fucking at the time. June still kept on her glasses. She never wore contacts, and the glasses seemed to go real well with the outfit. It wasn’t much, but for her costume, she was someone different. Someone other than her usual self.

June walked up to Adriana’s door, and rang the bell. No response. She knocked a few times, and noticed the sounds of rock music blaring in the background. June opened the door, and entered the house. Nobody was present, but the nearby hallway was lit up leading the way it seemed to someplace. June followed. Perhaps instinct, or possibly unsure of exactly what to do. She followed to the end of the hallway, but, there were three doors. Each door read a certain name. to the left, it read ‘Adriana.’ To the right, it read Sara.’ Dead center straight ahead, ‘Jessica.’ June wasn’t exactly sure of what the hell was going on, but gulped and entered the first door, at her left. Adriana’s room. Although, it really bursa escort wasn’t her room. Hers was really the opposite room. But entered she did nonetheless.

“Come in June.” a voice called from the dimly lit room. Coming from the bed. It was Adriana’s. Yes, her voice very distinct and can be picked quickly from a crowd of girls. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Did I miss something?” asked June. “Did the party end so soon? Did I scare anyone away?” She wondered.

“No. Not at all. This, my dear, is the party.” Replied Adriana.

“Now I’m definitely lost.” She muttered.

“Oh, I think you will find you are in the right place, and definitely at the right time.”

“I see.”

“We’re gonna play a little game. It has three parts.” Adriana said. “There are no rules. So, you will not have to worry about anything.”

“Uhh…okay” June spoke. “So let me guess, three parts, three names…..so…three girls?” She stopped to ask.

“Ah, very good.” Adriana commented.

“I think I get it.”

“Uh huh.”

“Why?” June asked.

“Oh girl, we always wanted to know what it’s like. And you are the one we all chose to be our first.”

“Huh?”

“Close your eyes. Relax, and let’s make it happen.”

June closed her eyes, laid her body down on the soft bed, and relaxed. Adrianas hands moved slowly over June’s breast and leaned over to share a first kiss with her. Her lips were soft to the touch, her breath like that of an angels and June’s heart beat faster at each gentle touch. Adriana parted June’s lips and pushed her tongue in with ease to wiggle her tongue and share a long, deep and intense french kiss. June moaned with pleasure. Adriana obliged with a sensual kiss on the neck. Moving to the ear and nibbling a bit.

“Oh…God! That feels so good.” June cooed.

Adriana straddled June’s midsection and slowly pulled off her shirt. Her breast small but soft, and her nipples stood out with perfection. Adriana kept all eyes on June, and June did the same. Adriana wore a pair of pink and black panties, and unstraddled June to remove them. Leaning to one side, she slipped her fingers in each side. Pulling them slowly down, she revealed her wet, open pussy to June. Lightly trailed with peach fuzz, which added to the flavor.

“Oh Adriana, you’re turning me on.”

“Good. That’s how I want it.”

June leaned over and started to kiss up and down Adrianas stomach, inching her way to the belly button before plunging her tongue deep into the pink hole of Adrianas sopping wet pussy. The taste was so good, so fresh. Having her fair share of it, she hasn’t quite tasted a cunt like Adrianas before. June’s tongue wiggled and dug deeper into Adrianas hot snatch and the more she did, the more the sounds and smells of sex rose high in the air.

June rose up and slowly and seductively lifting the shirt over her head and knocking the glasses off her face. Adriana grabbed them and slid them back on for her.

“Keep these on baby.” She replied.

“Thanks.”

June having no bra on, Unbuttoned the side of her long skirt and slid it off her hips and down her legs before the skirt came completely off. She slid her fingers into the sides of her panties about ready to slip them off, when Adriana stopped to look at them.

“Emily the Stange, huh?” Adriana asked.

“My favorite.” June replied.

“Niiiiice.”

June slid them off and revealed her clean shaven light pink center, oozing with juices and ready to be licked. Adriana happily obliged, and dove down licking and sucking and pulling on June’s buttcks squeezing and pulling closer and harder. June did not hesitate to cum in Adrianas mouth. The sticky wet and salty flavor drove Adriana crazy. She slipped a few fingers into June’s pulsing cunt and finger fucked her to a second orgasm, and again licked up the juices.

“Cum in my mouth, baby.” Adriana Demanded.

“Ughhh, Oh God!” June came harder than ever into her mouth. Licking her lips and tasting the flavor, sticky sweet cum slid slowly down Adriana’s throat. Her throbbing hole open and begging for a round two.

Adriana flipped her body around and straddled June’s face in a full 69 position. They both began to lick deep into eachothers slits and taste eachother with delight and more pleasure. As they continued their necks and heads slipped closer and harder as they rocked and fucked eachothers faces exploding with intense multiple orgasms. They fell back onto the bed nearly crying from their sexual workout.

“That was hot, June. Time for the next part.” Adriana said almost out of breath.

——————Philip’s Encounter——————–

Philip walked up to the front door of Sara’s house. He didn’t hear any music, and there weren’t any lights on, but he knocked again. The living room light came on, and the front door opened slowly. Neither Sara, Adriana, Jessica, nor June answered. There in the doorway stood Sara’s mom. Standing at 5’10” and wearing a short pink nightie, Philip gave in to the hot, sexy sight of her fit, sleek frame. Her breasts nearly jumped out at Philip and he could feel a hardness growing in his pants.

“Can escort bursa I help you?” Sara’s mom spoke.

“Uh, I’m here for the costume party.” Philip muttered.

“Well, you’ve been tricked. No party here, Philip.”

“Oh, well damn.”

“What are you supposed to be anyways?” She asked.

“Uh, haha. Uhm, a pimp.” He answered.

“You look like a purple pecker with a hat, Philip.” She giggled. “But it’s okay.”

“Well, uhm. I didn’t know what to be.” He said embarrassed.

“You’re fine, hun.” Sara’s mom replied. “Would you like to come inside, and, sit down for a few?”

“Sure, I guess I could do that.” He answered feeling a bit happier. “Thanks misses, Uhm…”

“Please,” She interupted,” Call me Anita.”

“Anita. That’s a nice name, Misses……oops…Anita.” He stammered.

“Why thank you sweetie.” She replied. “May I get you a drink?”

“Wow. Yes, please.”

“What would you like?” Anita asked.

“Uhm, a Jack and Coke?” He said, wondering if she was really going to get it.

Anita smiled and walked into the next room standing at the bar. She poured the whiskey into a clear ice filled glass, and bent over to reach into a small cabinet to collect a can of coke. Philip noticed Anita wasn’t wearing any panties and leaned closer as if to get closer to her now visible slit. Anita popped the top of the can and poured it into the glass filling it almost to the top. She turned, just as Philip jumped back trying to seem not so suspicious, and carried the glass to the room where Philip sat. She handed him the glass and he thanked her. He tilted the glass to his lips and took a sip. Tasty.

Before he could say anything else, Anita got on her knees in front of Philip, unzipped his pants and stuck her hand inside wiggling around and grabbed ahold of his now hard cock. “Ah, I knew it.” She said. She jerked on him and licked the tip sending Philips head back in a sudden state of lust. Anita lips suckled on his thick shaft and she began sucking him off filling her mouth with more cock than air. She gagged while deep throating him to the balls, but never stopped.

“Suck me hard, Anita.” Philip said pulling her hair and thrusting into her face.

“Choke me!” Anita commanded. “Choke me and make me suck your cock harder!”

Philip wrapped his hands around her throat, but not too tight, and choked off light air while pounding her face making her suck him hard. Her hands pulled on to his buttocks and Philip shot a thick load of sperm into Anita’s mouth. He kept slamming into her, but loosened his grip and instead yanked and pulled at Anita’s hair. She screamed in pleasure and bit lightly on his large erection.

“Fuck my pussy to orgasm right now, bitch!” She demanded, making Philip ejaculate onto Anita’s face. She licked up around her mouth and did her best to clean up sucking her fingers and rubbing her clit.

Philip kissed her mouth tasting the salty flavor of his cum leaking down her cheeks.

Two words sparang from Anita’s mouth, and these words lit a fire in Philip. His eyes opened wide, and his grin grew wider. The words were, “Hurt me!”

Philip pushed Anita down onto the floor, ripped off her nightie and the rest of his clothing, and slipped his dick between her legs rubing the juices around and thrusting hard and deep inside her. Her pussy opened and invited him inside her. His sex organ pushed and at times felt so hot that he might cum into her womb. He beat hard against her and smacked her face driving Anita crazy and making her scratch deep into the flesh on Philips chest. He screamed, but only for a moment. Philip lifted the right leg of Anita’s and drilled his 7 inch cock into her dripping pussy. Anita moaned louder and louder as she stimulated her clit while Philip kept his rhythm in fucking her and beating into her with his thick manhood.

“Fuck my ass!” she said, kissing his mouth and licking his lips.

“I never done that before.” he admitted.

Anita smacked him across the mouth, and Philip decided it was gonna happen now. He lifted her up slightly and rubbed her pussy getting the juices ready and rubbed her anal hole lubricating it. He slipped his dick inside her rectum and at first eased slow. His pace quickened and he filled her hole thrusting harder and rubbed her clitoris hard making her moan loud with intense sexual pleasure. She bobbed and rocked back and forth and screamed, “Cum in my ass. Fuck it! Cum inside me.” Philip released an incredible thick load into Anita’s hole and kissed her hard as his last spurts shot out filling her up.

Anita smiled and Philip lie next to her, kissing her lips and stroking her hair. “That was the most amazing sex I have ever had, Anita.” He admitted.

“Let’s have a few drinks to toast, hun.” Anita again smiled and said.

“Of course.”

———————-Ready For Room two——————–

June, opened the door of the first room, walked through reentering the hallway, and closed the door behind her. Two rooms left, and it’s time to make a decision on which one is next. Looking back and forth she rest her eyes on the next name. ‘Sara.’ June put her hand on her bursa escort bayan chest and collected her thoughts. With her other hand, she opened the door across from the previous room, and stepped inside to a pink lit room with a large bed, pillows low music and Sara. As June walked completely in and shut the door, she noticed Sara Leaning back on both arms, wearing only a black band T shirt. Her legsleaning to one side in front of her. June inched her way closer herself also wearing a black shirt. Sara moved her legs and opened them slowly. She held them a short length apart and June kept her eyes on Sara’s midsection. Sara’s shaved pussy came into view and the soft, pink folds of her netherlips clung together lightly in a haze of absolute perfection. June slid her right index and middle fingers down past her own pubic bone, and slowly began to massage her clit. Her left hand reached for her hole and slid in with ease. Sara took in the sight before her, and opened her legs completely inviting June in for a taste.

As June climaxed and juices dripped down from her fingers, Sara got up off the bed and took them into her mouth, tasting the flavors she has been craving. June reached down, and slid her other hands between Sara’s legs. Sara’s clitoris stuck out waiting to be touched, and June did so.

June kneeled before Sara and opened Sara’s vagina to explore the caverns of her smooth, pink hole. June’s tongue began to probe and penetrate deep into her inviting slit and Sara moaned in ecstasy sliding her fingers through June’s hair. She let her tongue lick on the outside lubricating the outer labia and twiddling the folds with her tongue.

“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum!” Sara moaned, thrusting into June’s face relishing a hard sexual climax. June opened her mouth to drink and swallow all that Sara had ejaculated.

“mmmm, delish.” June cooed.

As June licked the remains from her lips, Sara lay on the bed holding onto two dildos. One pink, the other a light blue. She held them out for June to choose which one she wanted fucking her. She chose pink, as she wanted to fuck Sara’s slot with the blue one.

They lay in 69 position next to eachother and slid them in at the same time. Sara licked June’s juicy center and pushed the pink dildo into her hole. Her tongue feeling super wet, tapped and tickled June’s clitoris making her jump and shake a little at each feeling. It was intense and she returned the favor by opening her mouth up wrapping it around Sara’s pussy as she sucked hard and then returned to penetrating her with the light blue fuck stick provided.

June moved forward and pulled Sara’s legs down so her ass was in her face, and as she banged Sara’s cunt with the blue dick stick, she slowly licked around Sara’s asshole before plunging her tongue into it sending Sara into a rave of extra pleasure. She humped June’s hand as she came, but kept going without stopping as three more orgasms came over her body and sent sticky fluids leaking onto June, the dildo and the sheets. She let June pop her tongue in and out of her ass and June let go a rush of cum as Sara slowly licked the borders of June’s puffy, sexed vagina.

Both girls moaned uncontrollably as pleasures never before felt by either rushed over them, leaving them breathless.

As both relaxed for a few moments, Sara said, “June, I want more. But it’s now time for the last room.”

“Okay.” June responded. They kissed eachother and licked their lips. June got up and put on her shirt and walked towards the door.

——————-What’s Behind Door Number 3?——————

June opened the bedroom door and walked through to the empty dimly lit hallway closing the room door behind her. She was back at the beginning. One room left. June faced the center door now being the only one left. Without hesitating, June turned the knob and entered room 3. It was the master bedroom. Much larger and cozy. A king sized bed straight ahead with matching brown bed clothes and quilt.

Sitting on top was Jessica, wearing sexy black panties and matching top. She looked shy, and June walked closer sitting next to Jess and held onto her hand.

“Are you okay, Jess?” June asked.

“I’m sorry. Just nervous. I don’t want to ruin this. I’ve never been with another girl.” She spilled.

“It’s okay.” June said to make her feel at ease.

“I brought this. Will you use it?” Jess asked, holding a strap on dildo up for her.

June grabbed hold of it, and said, “Yes.”

“It will make me feel better. Maybe I will feel better and not use it later.” Jess said.

June removed her shirt, and slipped on the strap on. “I will do my best to make it very pleasurable for you, Jess.” She assured.

“Okay.”

Turn around and bend over on your knees.” She said, being easy.

Jess turned around and leaned over in doggy position on the bed. June ran her hand down Jess’ backside and pulled her panties to one side revealing her hot peach fuzz slit. She slid her fingers down and slowly eased one finger, then two inside of Jess. She jumped at first, but then relaxed and let her continue. Jess began to drip wetness from her hole. June’s fingers rubbed and lubricated around the edges. She raised up holding Jess’ hips and slipped the strapped cock into Jess with ease. Jess moaned. Her eyes closed trying to think of any guys face. June rubbed Jess’ hips held her shoulders and pumped hard into her.

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We have Great Sex

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My wife doesn’t easily do sexy. We have great sex, but she’s not the kind of woman who thinks about it all that much. When she wants it she jumps me, kisses me, loves to fuck me. Nevertheless, I’m a guy. Work it a little girl.

When we first hooked up Deb tried hard. She’d happily dress in lingerie if I wanted her to yet it was clear that wasn’t her thing. Something about her Brit ex-husband and his treating her like a slut. I wasn’t about to follow.

She was generally uptight about anal play, but get her in the right mood with a glass of wine just before we started some hot sex and you might not know it. The tip of my finger could slide around there, maybe even sneak it up to a knuckle and there wouldn’t be a complaint. If I bent her naked over the couch she was totally game, though she was plenty disconcerted when I asked her to spread her cheeks. She’d do it, and let me do things, but she’d be almost humiliated if I leaned in to lick her there.

Deb liked sucking my cock and I loved licking her button, even though she wasn’t up for coming that way. And over time, it became obvious that she didn’t masturbate or have too much of a fantasy life.

I could lead her to some pretty filthy places though, with dirty talk taking the lead.

“You want me on my knees, my ass stuck up in the air? So you can make it all wet and your dick will go in easy?” She’d talk the butt fuck game good and filthy even if we weren’t going there. That’s OK, it was damn sexy.

And she could take it too.

“Deborah, let’s go find a quiet corner of a beach. I’ll strip you right out in the open and spread your legs. You can’t believe it’s really happening and your pussy’s so wet that my cock’s barely inside before you’re coming like a firehouse.”

That story could make her come hard, like it was real.

All this is to say that it can be frustrating to me when I’m in the mood and she’s not, which of course is not an uncommon situation, I know.

…

Which is why one morning was such a surprise when I made my move and slipped my hand in her PJs.

“Sweety, I’m not into it right now. Why don’t you jerk off?” Her go-to when I’m amorous and she’s not. “Can I help you?”

That’s Deb’s “compromise,” and it would be great if she had it in her. But you know, it’s not like she’s not going to do a sexy strip for me or something, that’s just not her way. And after all these years she knows if she starts with the dirty talk, a few minutes later we’ll be fucking, and she it’s clear that’s not what she’s wanting.

“I feel horrible, you know I love you Daniel. What can I do? I want you to…”

At this point I just suggest she leave the room and let me get on with it. After a little back and forth that’s exactly what happens.

After she left I’m kind of hard and trying to figure out whether it’s a sexy story or porny pictures that’s going to do the job. As I’m stroking I hear Deb walking back down to our bedroom.

She stands at the foot of the bed. “Come on baby, I know you want me to help, you need to let it come out,” she says quietly. “I don’t want you to have blue balls on my account. Take a look, I know you like to see these.”

Slowly, up comes her pajama top, t-shirt too, her exposed breasts bouncing out.

“You like it when I hold ’em up, don’t you?” both tecavüz porno her hands pushing them up and down. “My bouncing titties turn you on, I know it.” She starts shaking them.

What the hell?

“Sweety, I know you think I’m not into sex, but I love you so much. I want you to know it. Maybe I’m not into fucking as much as you want it…” Now she’s pinching her nipples. “I want you to be happy. I’ll do whatever you need to get off.”

My dick is totally hard now. I wonder why.

“What do you want baby?” She’s almost cooing. Whatever, I’m into it. “Tell me what I can do for you.”

“Come here. Sit on me,” I croak, surprise in my voice.

“No, no baby. This is your time, I want to see you gush, just like you wanted. That looks so pretty and so hot. Your stuff just flying out.”

“What I wanted was to make love to my wife, stick my hand up your pussy and make it cum, and then fuck it until it cums again and again so hard that I can’t hold my own back. I want it to shoot inside you.”

I heard her moan. “Oh honey, that sounds so good. But I’m just getting into this, let me do it my way.” Her hand started reach down her stomach. “You always want me to play, let’s have some fun.” Her hand disappeared into her bottoms, and she let out another sigh.

Fun it’s going to be. “Let me see what you’re doing Deb, show me your furry twat.” Deb loved vulgar words for our parts.

“Really? Isn’t it ugly with all that hair?” She was pulling down her pants, her underwear still covering her patch. “Don’t all the young girls shave now? Should I shave my cunt for you?” Deb knew I loved her all hairy.

“All right, here it is, all covered up. Or is it?” She’s never shaved so her two fingers were opening her lips, her pink parks obviously gooey. “Ooooh look, my twat is all wet. For you. See? You didn’t have to fuck it to make it flow.”

Well, I for one was about to gush. Slow down Deborah.

Now her fingers were moving in and out. “Ohhhh God, that feels so nice.” I could actually hear her juices. “Does this look good to you? Will it make you come?” She was moving faster. “Uh yeah yeah yeahhh, it’s making me come, I’m coming for you now baby. Cooommmminnnggg! Ohhhhhhh!!”

I had to let go of my cock, I didn’t want to come yet, this was all too good. And unusual. I don’t think Deb had ever rubbed herself to an orgasm in front of me. Next to me sometimes, but she was extremely shy about a sex performance, it was so hot to watch, I wanted more.

“I have to sit down for a minute,” Deb sat on the bed’s edge, her panties still bunched around her ankles. “That was so incredible.” Her breathing was calming down. “Did you like it? Did you? I’ve never done anything like that in life.” She slowly turned and looked at me.

“You didn’t come!” She was surprised. “Danny! What happened? Wasn’t that good for you? Didn’t you like it? It was so incredibly hot for me.” She looked so disappointed.

“Deborah. I loved it,” I whispered it. “I love you, I love that you came for me. It was totally hot, I just don’t want it to be over yet.”

“Oh baby, I’m so glad, I want to be a hot mama for you. I want to be your sex babe, I really do. It was so much more fun coming for you than I ever imagined. I’ll have to do it again sometime.” She started fondling travesti porno one of her breasts again. “What else? What else can I do?”

“You can fuck me now,” though I knew I’d last about five seconds that way. “You can impale yourself on my cock and let it shoot off inside you.”

“No no no, I thought we’d already settled that.” She stood up, kicking her underpants aside. “You’re going to jerk off for me, and that’s that.” She got on her knees, looking at me.

“How’s that? Daaannnyyy?? Oh Daaannnyyy?” she said, drawing out my name. “You like my hanging tits? My saggy boobs with the giant nipples?” She was really shaking them now. “My udders?”

“I like them, your nipples are really hard again. And super long.”

She started pulling at her nipples, stretching them out.

“They feel so… so sensitive.” She let out a giant breath of air.

“Turn around baby. Let me see your ass.”

“Oh yeah baby, you love looking at my fat, jiggly ass.” She started bouncing her cheeks with her hands. “Look at it baby, look at my ass.” She glanced upwards, she could see me in our mirror across the room. “Come on baby, jerk your cock while I’m jerking my cheeks. Make yourself come for me.”

“Not yet, not yet. I want more.” I grabbed hold of myself, but wasn’t moving yet. “Bend over for you, then shake it.”

She did it. “Like this? Does it look bigger this way?” She shook it a little more. “I love it that you love my heinie. You really love it. My fanny. You love it when I shake my butt.”

“I do!” Rubbing myself. “I do love it when you shake it for me.” I was really feeling it now. “Open it, open it for me.”

Deb suddenly stopped. “Baby, I can’t.” Shit! Here it comes, the old anal freeze. She seemed truly mortified. “You know I can’t do that. Anything else, anything.

“What if I suck you off? This time I can swallow. I can.” She turned around and was looking a little desperate. “Or maybe we *can* fuck. I shouldn’t have said no before, I really want to fuck your brains out. Please, fuck me. Just don’t make me… please don’t make my ass…” She started crying.

“Deb. Deborah, it’s all right.” I put my arms around her heaving body. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Here, let me in.” I tried to maneuver her pussy towards me.

“But I *do* want to, I want to make you happy. I want to do what you want me to do.” More tears. “But I can’t do that, you know I can’t.”

“Shhhh, it’s OK.” I let her snuggle into the crook of my neck, rubbing her head while she calmed down.

“I know it’s OK, but I really wanted to do it for you this time. I wanted to give you what you wanted. What you deserve. You should have a sexy wife that can get you off the way you need it.”

“You get me off just fine baby. Have I ever given up? I come every time.”

“I know, but this time I hoped I could do it. I know you love my ass, I love that you love it so much. I know. I don’t know why it’s so hard for me.”

It was me that was so hard.

She was breathing normally now, and soon she was rubbing up against my naked leg. “You feel so good, you ought to be able to come the way you want. I want to be your sexy babe.” I know she meant it, she really tried. “Maybe another time, I’m getting there.” She paused. “I’m so sorry xhamster porno baby.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m so close, let me in and I’ll be done. I’ll fill your pussy so full you’ll be leaking for days.” I smiled, hoping she would too.

But no.

“Shit, I’m sick of being sorry.” Suddenly she pulled away and was getting up. “Tell me. Tell me again. What do you want me to do?”

“Uhhh. Huh? What do you want me to say?” I was so close.

“Tell me what to do to get you off. I’m ready, I can do it. I can do anything you want.” Something had definitely come over her. “Anything. Tell me to bend over again, tell me to spread my ass cheeks so you can see my asshole.”

She was already doing it, I didn’t need to say a word.

“Can you see it? My anus? How does is it?” She was looking back at me. Hopefully?

“It looks hot baby. Really hot.” I stopped, even as I as rubbing myself harder. “Are you sure this is OK? You don’t have to do it, I can jerk off now.”

“No! I want to! I want to make you hot. I wanna *be* hot for you. Can you see it?”

“You’re hot enough honey, really sexy. You can see how big I am for you?” I felt like my cock actually was bigger than it had ever been. “It already feels like it’s going to explode. You can stop now.”

“No no no no no no NO! I can’t. I wanna keep going. Don’t come yet. Let me play more for you. Show myself. Show you what my giant ass has for you. Do you want that?”

I do, I do, I thought to myself. I do. But I said, “Are you sure? I can get off now, I can.”

“Don’t you dare. I’ve come this far, so don’t you dare come yet. Watch me instead.” She was really spread wide now. “Tell me, tell me what my asshole looks like. Is it all brown and crinkly? Do you like it?”

“I love it baby. I love that you’re showing me.”

“You want to put your tongue there, I know it. You want to rub your nose in my ass.”

God, this was amazing, I could feel myself almost levitating.

“And your fingers, right? You want to lube up your fingers and put them right up my ass. Maybe I can do that sometime, maybe I can get there.” Her cheeks were jiggling now, but she wasn’t really doing it with her hands, they were just shivering as she spoke.

“Ohhh Daniel! I’m so hot. Are you thinking about my ass now?”

What else would I be doing?

“Are you thinking about your big long dick shoving it’s way up my ass? Up my virgin asshole?”

I was hearing her fingers sloshing around her pussy now. And I was hearing myself breathing hard, I almost could hear my come shooting up through my balls.

“That’s what you want. You want me on my knees, my shoulders on the bed, me holding my big as open wide for you. You’ll come really close with your cock, and then you’ll stick… OH GOD! I’m coming again! Ohhhh, pleeeaassee! You’ll stick your hard cock all the way up my a… Ooooh ooohh I’m gushing out so much. Put your fat penis up my asshole and make it come deep inside… Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh!!”

I was spurting out all over the place, soaking myself and the bed all around me. And Deb was collapsing over the edge of the bed.

“Danny, oh my God oh my God oh my God!” She looked at me. “Oh my God Danny, you came so much. You’re drenched in come. Let me feel it, let me rub my come juice with yours.”

Her saturated hand rose up from her waterlogged pussy and plopped down in the puddle on my chest.

“Oh Danny Danny Danny, we’re so wet. We’re do fucked.”

She was right. We were so fucked. And we hadn’t even fucked yet.

“Later baby. We’ll fuck later.”

I told you we had great sex.

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