Bobby, Dee and Me

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I love Dee and Bobby. They have taken such good care of me during this time and I could never in a dozen liofetimes thank them enough for seeing to my needs, all of them, so lovingly and so graciously. They are two of the sweetest people ever in the world. This is to share with you how my brother and his daughterinlaw make my life so much better.

First, Dee is married to an over the road truck driver who is home only about every other weekend and their home is about 2 hours from ours, she is almost 60. Dee has been staying with us since I got out of the hospital. Bobby, my brother, is about a year and a half older than me, and I’m now 76. Bobby was Dee’s first adult male long years ago so they have a long history of sex together, and so do Bobby and I. That said you should be able to understand the rest of this.

My heart attack was about 5 weeks ago, it was my second and it was a big one. I am recovering and getting stronger and have a few more weeks to go before I’m back up to full strength and activity. Also, I’m very sexual, I love sex in about every way it can be done and with both males and females, and am used to having several sexual experiences in a day, so you know my illness has been sexually frustrating.

Other than some jilling in the hospital and a “quickie” with Dee on my first day back home, I’ve been limited by my cardiologist to 2 orgasms a day. My sweet caregivers have seen that I got them by taking turns with me, Dee in the morning and Bobby at bedtime. Who could ever want anyone more caring and helpful as they have been?

Dee is a little chubby but her pussy is so responsive and I love savoring the tangy woman taste of her. We lie on our sides görükle escort in my bed with our mouths attending each other’s pussies and one leg pulled up to give access. She usually starts by doing butterfly kisses all over my mound, in the creases of my groin and across my lower belly. I go straight to her slit, licking up and down its length and swishing my tongue all across and around her labia. When she senses my readiness, she spreads my pussy lips with her fingers and fucks me with her tongue. I pull her clitty between my lips and suck it like a tiny dick. I know when she’s about to cum because she begins a slight quivering, so that’s when I intensify my sucking. She knows I’m going to cum when my pussy begins pulsating and she just sucks my whole cunny into her mouth. We cram our parts together and shudder through our cumming, ny belly rippling, hers tight and hard. Our pussies swollen and throbbing and our juices being lapped up greedily. It’s marvelous!! And, what a way to start a day, right?

Okay, I cheat a little. 2 a day just really isn’t enough for me as conditioned as I am to many more. So those 2 lovelies put on a show for me and I use my “rabbit”. Watching has always been a turnon for me ever since watching momma and daddy and gammy while growing up. There is a sofa that they use to do their performance, and I can raise the head of my bed and stay on my back so as to see them on that sofa and have good room to do myself.

Bobby is a touchy-feely guy and likes to use his hands and lips all over a woman’s body, so there’s lots of that and Dee enjoys it. She doesn’t have to do much but just take in the sensations as Bobby has an implant and his dick eskort bayan stays hard all the time. He can tell she’s about ready when her legs part a little. That’s when his hand goes to her pussy and he does know how to tickle a woman’s fancy. Meanwhile, little old me is knees up, “rabbit” on, tweaking tits and pussy drooling…oh how I love that pre-orgasmic feeling. And, when Dee lies on the sofa and Bobby drops his dick into her, her legs going a round his back, I run the “rabbit” inside and turn it on HI and away we go.

Dee is a humper and meets every one of Bobby’s thrusts with her own…don’t you just love that slapping sound when they bang into each other…my hand pumping “rabbit” in time with it. When she starts groaning I know it’s close and I see Bobby’s butt gaining speed as he fucks, so I pull up my mental image of my daddy fucking me which always gets me off. And we cum, Bobby going stiff and still as he spurts and Dee going, “oh ya, oh ya, oh ya” in her pussy spasms and me doing my little moaning sounds as my own erupts in burst after burst of pure pleasure. O golly I do love to cum!

As the day goes away and bedtime draws near, Dee helps me with my shower and gets me to the bed that Bobby and I have shared since we lost our spouses. Yes, there’s a little finger play and titty sucking in the shower, so I’m ready, ready, ready. We are full-time nudists so when Bobby comes out of the bathroom he’s naked and his dick is standing up hard and hot.

He knows what I like, so he doesn’t waste any time…my gosh we’ve been fucking for over 60 years. He crawls over me and we kiss, several times, each time growing more vigorous and complex altıparmak escort with tongues and lips moving around. I always ask him to suck my tits and he does, sliding down my body aways until he can move his mouth from one to the other, pulling my nipples up hard and tingly and sending signals to start my pussy pulsing. He knows when I reach for his dick that I want it in me, but he always gives me some mouth first, just enough to really bring my inner fires to a blaze. And, when I pull my knees up, he pulls his body up and slides his dick into me in one semi-fast push that makes my pussy clench and my butthole tighten. Then he fucks me…slow to start with, easing back out and then deeply in again, slightly rotating his hips to swirl his dick inside me, it’s so fucking good.

My body responds with a flood of juices and a series of pussy pulses. His arms go under my knees and lifts my legs over his shoulders and that sends his dick even further into me. My cunny is on fire as he begins fucking again, all I can hold in my head is that feeling of being fucked and fucked and fucked. I feel his dickhead swelling and I know he’s going to cum, I think about my son fucking me and daddy’s dick in my mouth and it bursts out of me like a volcano. My legs pull down on his shoulders holding him deep inside me as my body tries to devour his dick. He holds steady as my loins rise and fall under him. I feel his man-cum oozing from my pussy and drooling into my butt-crack. He says, “Lovya Sis” and I cum again, this time a flood of warmth going through and over me as my pussy sucks his dick inside me. I say, “Lovya back Bobby” and we kiss.

Lying atop me for a minute or so, we both get our breath back, he kisses me again and says, “You’re the best” and I say, “You make me so”, we kiss again and he slowly rolls off me to lie alongside my still vibrating body. One last kiss and he turns out the light and we sleep, knowing we’ll be doing it all over again tomorrow.

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Brian, Life as a Mormon -The Incest

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It was my life changing moment, or one of them, what I’m about to tell you about. When other guys or their families were paying their own way to be missionaries for two years with the Mormon church I decided to see the world my own way and get paid for it.

I was an eighteen year old Mormon lad just finished high school. Dad worked for Thiokol at company Headquarters in Brigham City, Utah. They make rocket boosters at nearby Promontory. Dad being a big shot Mormon and the idea of him being born at Brigham City, named for Prophet Brigham Young, just made us reek of being Mormon. Except for me.

I had four brothers that did the two year Church mission gig and come home and go to college. Dad got them all set up for success at well known business. His biggest pride was my brother working at the Mormon Church Headquarters itself.

Four daughters all went to college and married well. Mom dropped nine babies, including when I dropped five years later. Dad never liked me and Mom was smothering. I was the family fuck up. My sisters did the Mormon thing and had six or eight kids apiece. My brother’s wives followed the lead. Sophia has eleven and carrying number twelve. At that point Mom and Dad had 74 grandkids.

There was never really a time I fucking fit in. I always noticed that I looked like Mom, but not at all like Dad. And, believe it. All my siblings had a “Dad look” to them. I think my siblings noticed, too. There was that 5 year gap in babies before I was born.

Truth became stark reality on a Thursday at lunch time when I was part way through my senior year. Fucking Tommy Perkins called a real sweet little Mormon girl a “Cunt” after she had turned him in for quite franking telling her she should come by his house and fuck him. For some reason I felt like the protector type. Tommy Perkins got him face busted open and I got sent home for fighting.

“You come back here Monday with either you mother or father to get back in school.”

Shit. I’d tell Mom, but she’d tell Dad. Then I’d get my ass beat with his belt. He loved unbuckling it and making that noise with it that a belt makes being jerked from a pair of pants. Not that my brothers didn’t get the belt from time to time, but the old man loved to whip my ass with a belt. At least I was getting some attention.

The way home had detours. I was going to wait until school was out to go home and fake the situation for the weekend. Something told me just to go on home.

At 1:15 P.M. I hit the front door. It was almost always open, but not that day. I fished out my key and went inside. It was quiet. Maybe Mom had gone someplace with someone. When you live in a Mormon home there are a lot of bedrooms. With 6 bedrooms there were a lot of open doors and made beds. Upstairs was Mom and Dad’s room and me.

At the top of the stairs I heard a noise. I thought it was a house noise. I froze and then heard it again. “Uh … oh … uh …!”

God! I thought, it sounds like Mom. I crept towards her open door and peeked around to the bed. There was Mom on her back and she was naked with her legs spread. I knew that wasn’t Dad’s ass moving up and down and not the old man’s cock fucking her.

I almost giggled at the thought. Mom was fucking around on her husband. I hated the son of a bitch. I wanted to cheer. Something locked me in place. I watched my mother get fucked by a stranger until she humped at him extra hard and started cussing.

“Fuck me, Sweetie. Shoot your hot load of cum in me.”

I could see well as he had been sawing in and out of her that she was taking him bareback. This stranger was going to put his seed deep in her willing cunt.

“Oh, Larry. You always fuck me so good!”

Oh, Boy! This wasn’t a one time thing! I realized. Way to go Mom!

I laughed to myself that the old man would not have a clue. This was better than Christmas.

They laid together for several minutes talking silly. Mom bragged about his cock and he told her how good her pussy felt.

“Maybe you should fuck me again then?”

Evidently his dick was still in her during the silly talk and hard again. Mom rocked up to get a good feel for the length of it when she looked towards the bedroom door and saw me standing in the hallway with a full on view.

“Oh, my God! Brian, Honey! How long have you been standing there?”

The guy fucking her looked over his shoulder at me. It was like I was looking into a mirror. It was someone that looked like me!

“Get off me, Larry!”

Mom got from under him and moved towards me. I saw everything. I always told myself that I had a hot mom, but here she came towards me in all her naked glory. For a woman with nine kids she was still pretty special. Her boobs where big and jiggling hard. Her nipples poked out from what Larry had been doing to them. But, nice. My naked Mom hard nice tits. Never in my wildest dreams would I see my Mom without clothes. Especially without her Jesus britches which lay beside the bed.

The despair of getting caught by her son showed escort bayan on her face. Not that I kept any focus on her face. I could see my mom’s naked pussy. She didn’t have much of a tummy and her pussy was so cute. No sign of gray and Mom was a blond down there, too. Larry fucking her had her outer lips puffed open and cum running out of fresh fucked cunt.

That was 1974. There was no internet or porn on cable TV. This was my own mother raw naked. I almost blew my load in my pants. By then she had grabbed me and was hugging me.

“Brian, Honey. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for you to see that.”

In the background Larry was scrambling for his clothes.

“Larry, you need to leave us. I’ll pick you up next week.”

“You mean walk to my car right through the neighborhood?”

“Oh, fuck!”

WTF? My Mom would never say damn, or, shit, or piss, or ass. Now she says fuck?

“Brian, Sweetie. I have to take Larry back to his car.”

“Want me to take him?”

“No, you don’t need to drive. Do you think this is funny?”

“I think it’s hilarious!” I laughed. “You? This guy? The old man? Yes, I love it!”

Some times there can be a defining moment in life between Mother and Son that shapes their lifetimes. This was ours.

She kissed me on the mouth. Yes, a Mom kiss on the mouth and she turned to walk back to the bed. I watched her tits catch up with her chest as she turned. I watched the way her ass moved while she walked away with that dribble of sperm escaping her cunt to drip below her thighs to the hall carpet.

“Mom.” I called after her. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be in my room.”

She turned to smile at me as she closed the bedroom door. I can’t say for sure if Larry fucked her again that day, but it was another thirty minutes before I heard the garage door go up and down and Mom pull out the driveway. I thought about what I had seen and put a big load of my own into a couple of tissues.

I don’t know how far away he was parked. They could have talked some in the car before Mom came home. I was beginning to wonder if they just kept on going when I heard the garage door go up.

Mom kept it casual. She didn’t show any embarrassment or guilt. She asked how was my day at school and if I had any homework I needed help with.

I told her straight out. Maybe it was the compromised position, but she nodded and agreed that I had done the right thing by smashing Tommy Perkins in the face. I even said “Cunt” right it front of her and Mom didn’t even flinch.

“Well, we better not tell the old man. You know he’ll fucking freak out. I’ll get you back in school Monday.”

What a change in dynamics. My Mom? Fucking freak out? Did the world just tilt?”

“You didn’t seem bothered by catching me fucking around on my marriage. What gives?”

“The old man and I never have seen eye to eye, and look around. Where do I fit in?”

“Oh, Honey. You’ve always fit in!”

She stepped forward and gave me a hug. I guess she just pulled on sweats to take Larry to his car. She felt really naked underneath as her still firm tits jiggled against me, pressing nipples into my chest. My Mom was making me hard and I think she knew it. Her nipples were turning into little bullets when she pulled back.

“I would suggest that you consider that I am not the mother you thought you had. I’m sure the whole facade crumpled for you today. Instead of being the Church lady you must think your mother is a whore. No matter what you think, I love you. Would it be silly if I ask if you don’t tell the old man?”

The old man. Neither of us were calling him my Dad.

“Why would I tell him, Mom? You looked real happy with the way you were fucking him. I kind of wonder if the old man wonders where I belong himself.”

“We’ve had that discussion. I told him the truth. You look like one of my cousins.”

“Really?” I laughed. “Which one?”

“My cousin Larry … you look like him because he really is your Dad!”

I sputtered a little bit.

“Your cousin Larry? Is my Dad? Have I met that cousin Larry?”

“You just did, silly!”

My mouth dropped open. The room, maybe the whole world was spinning.

She pulled me to her for a hug. There were those nipples again. They hardened against my chest. I gave her a hug back that did not feel at all like any hug I had ever given my Mom before. I was getting a boner she had to notice. She started talking to me from within the hug.

“Are you disappointed in me?”

“I don’t think so. Larry seems nice. This has been going on for eighteen/nineteen years? Jesus, Mom!”

“Well, longer than that. Larry and I started doing it in high school as curious cousins at my grandparents farm one Memorial Day weekend. We had eaten a big noon cookout. Families were visiting. Cousins were playing. Larry and I ended up in the barn exploring. We looked at each and it just happened. We kissed for a bit and he got his hand inside my shirt. The feel of of fingers on my nipples made me slip görükle escort out of the shirt and start taking off my jeans. I wore panties but really didn’t need a bra at that time. So, there I was naked for my cousin.”

“Jesus Christ, Mother! How old were you two?”

“Larry’s two years older. I’m not going to tell how old we were then because I don’t want you to know how old your mother was giving up her virginity. Every Memorial Day, 4th of July, and Labor Day we hit that barn. Thanksgiving and Christmas was kind of hit and miss depending how cold it got in Utah each year and whether or not we could sneak out a blanket.”

“Wow, Mom! You’re like a secret agent, except it’s about sex.”

“Kind of, I tricked the old man about me being a virgin and he was dumb enough to fall for it. Larry and I had done it two nights before the wedding, which he attended, and then again two weeks later. I guess I pushed my luck through all of having your siblings until I got sloppy after five years and hit a time I didn’t realize I was giving Larry a chance to knock me up. We’ve done it so many times over the years. Now that he is retired we are even fucking more often. I go pick him up and bring him here, much like I would do when you kids were in school in classes.”

“All of this was going on and no one knew?”

“Your grandmother caught us once, but I’d caught her several times. I’m pretty sure she even fucked Larry. Of course, they kept that little gem a secret.”

All this was crashing down on my head. My dad fucked my Grandma?

“I’m older now. I guess I’m lucky Larry still comes around. Nine kids have left my body in ruin.”

I was played for a sucker as I replied.

“That’s not true. I’ve watched you around the house for years. And, and, just now, you naked and fucking Larry. You are still so beautiful.”

“I suppose next you’ll tell me that you would fuck me if I wasn’t your Mom … “

“Well, yes!”

I was choking on my words. My mother talking about me fucking her. All I had ever done was feel up Susie Banning’s tits, and that was a year ago. Now my mother was teasingly tugging at her sweat top. She was bouncing on her toes making her boobs bounce. She had the bottom of the top right below her boobs.

“What’s the matter, Brian? Don’t you want to see your mother’s boobs again?”

She flipped the material up to let her tits drop into view. They had about a three inch sag to them. But, who would expect them to stand straight out after having nine kids? Plus, those things were 36D-Cups! I know. I’m enough of a pervert son to check her laundry . I had jacked off with her freshly worn panties wrapped around my cock. Now this! I thought I’d shoot a load in my pants.

She tossed the top off and took the three steps to me and hugged me around the neck so her tits were pressing into me.

“Take your shirt off, Brian. Feel my hard nipples and breasts press into your chest!”

Her voice was sultry. I flung my shirt off and spiked it towards the floor. She went right back like we were, only now naked skin against naked skin. Her rack felt so good. She squirmed against me mashing her tits and getting her pussy mound to rub onto my cock.

When I looked at her face she kissed me. Just a peck at first. Then a few seconds, turning into minute. Then she broke away gyrating so her chest would dance at me.

“What do you think of your Mom? Have I gotten too old? Were my boobs okay?”

I couldn’t answer. Mom was putting on a show that would have a dead man fucking her. She turned and had here ass swaying at me. Then her hands went to her waistband. She tugged the pants below her ass. Bare cheeks were jiggling at me. Then back up with the pants again and she turned to face me.

Now for the most Holy of moments. She danced towards, put her tits against me and kissed me with her tongue into my mouth. Mine found hers and tangled with hers for probably five minutes. I felt like Mom was orgasming against me. The only thing that kept me from blowing my load was the stark raving fear of what we were doing.

The kiss parted and she danced backwards from me again, her tits bouncing and swirling on her chest. This time her hands went to her waistband to pull her pants down while facing me. No teasing this time. She pulled her pants to her ankles and kicked them aside. That left her full naked before me. I was so mesmerized by her big tits when I caught her with Larry I didn’t noticed that she shaved her pussy.

She moved her feet apart a little which opened her cunt slit. A trickle of sperm started escaping as semen drooled from inside her. She wiped it with her finger and took it into mouth and swallowed.

“That Larry! He always leaves me in a mess!”

I was kind of glad she didn’t say, “your father’. I had someone that had put a roof over my head. Larry was just my sperm donor. Meanwhile I was fascinated by that V-gap between her legs and the shaved pussy now that the look of her bare tits was burned bursa elit escort in my mind.

“You like that I shave it?”

“Uh, yeah … I like it fine. It looks great!”

“Just great?”

Mom turned, bent over from the waist with her feet apart a bit to open her up. I was staring from behind straight into my Mother’s slippery cunt.

“How about now? What do you think of your forty-nine year old mother?”

“If you weren’t my Mom I’d fuck you right here and now. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Something like that.”

She was up and facing me again, hands on her hips she was gently swaying as she moved towards me. Her arms went around my neck and her tongue went into my mouth again as she started kissing again. I pulled her tighter to me and moved my hands to the sides of her tits and ran my thumbs across her bullet hard nipples. It was way better than groping at Susie Banning’s tits.

“Oh, you do know what your mother likes!”

She was laughing at me. I pinched her nipples between my thumbs and fingers and massaged her mounds.

“Now you’re making Mama happy … “

Was something so wrong suddenly seeming so right? She continued kissing me, only breaking the kisses to talk.

Then her hand went to my cock and squeezed and tugged. I have no idea what except for the fear of ejaculating blowing at load.

“Why am I the only one naked here?”

“Mom!”

“Come on Brian. Fair is fair!”

By then she had my button undone and my zipper down. One downward swoop put my shorts and tighty whities on the floor. She was stroking my cock while my hand cupped her pussy. My God! I had no idea how wet, soft, and wonderful that would feel.

“Oh, Honey. Now you really know what Mommy likes.”

Mom simply turned and walked naked to her bed. I followed and she laid back and spread herself open to me. All those things called out about someone being a motherfucker in school now seemed to be a good thing.

I put my cock right in her. No foreplay. No kissing. No messing around. Straight and true right into her slit. Mom started moving before I did. After a moment of feeling the sensation of actually being in a pussy I fucked down and into her deeper.

Legend would have it that in my first pussy, albeit it was my Mom’s, I’d blow my nut in twelve seconds of less. I was hanging in there and at what had to be the five minute mark I fired a load of cum deep into my own mother’s cunt.

Being a kid I kept fucking. Mom picked up the pace a little and started cumming herself.

“Oh fuck, Brian. That’s so good!”

We kept fucking to soon bring out the comment:

“Jesus! Your as big as Larry. You got more than your good looks from him. You’ve both got about three inches on the old man!”

I felt sorry for the old man if that was the case he had about a four inch cock. No wonder Mom had fucked someone else. So, in that case I felt bad for Mom being married to a guy with a Mormon cock. as she later called it.

I finally fucked her to the point that we were pretty pleased with ourselves. We stayed naked in the house and got a snack and something to drink together. We showered together and almost fucked again until Mom realized it was time to start dinner and that the old man could be home soon.

I sat in the kitchen and watched her cook. We smooched a few times, but mostly I sat back and thought about how I had fucked that sexy body.

The same thoughts stuck in my head when the old man came through the door and when we sat down to dinner. At the end of the meal he reminded us that it was Church meeting night for the men. I didn’t even look up. I’d be fucking his wife again.

We fucked for almost three hours while he was gone. I took her from behind for the first time. I loved being behind her with my hands on her hips and watching my cock jam into her. We fucked face to face again with lots of kissing and me playing with her tits. She sucked my cock and I fucked her from behind again.

When the old man got home I was in my room. Had I come out I would have had to yell, “I’ve been fucking your wife!” to his face.

I got to fuck her one quickie on Saturday. More of a chance to get each other off. She was surprised at how much I could cum in her. Sunday the old man hung around Church like always. Mom and I, as always, came home as soon as we could. No Sunday football or video games this Sunday. I was fucking my Mom.

This went on the rest of my senior year. When the old man wasn’t around had me fucking her five and six times per day. Through the summer it was fuck, fuck, fuck. As summer ended the old man wasn’t pleased that I hadn’t signed up for a mission or enrolled in Utah State.

Mom and I were fucking like crazy and neither of us wanted to give it up. I wasn’t even giving girls my age a second look. I wanted to fuck my Mom. The hell with a Mission or a career. Finally the old man got shitty about it and I blurted out that I was joining the Air Force.

Mom was stunned and the old bastard was pissed.

“The Air Force? Why would you waste your life in the Air Force?”

“I think I want to be different than the rest of the family. The Air Force is a good career.”

The old man half stormed out of the house saying that he needed to cover some Church work.

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First Time with Michael

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It was a typical Sunday. By typical, I mean I was lounging around all day, surfing the web and catching up on some TV shows. I wasn’t feeling great, given the big night of drinking the night before, so I was quite content with moving as little as possible.

However, as often happens when you are bored, I started to get a little horny later in the afternoon. I started with my usual go-to porn sites. My favourite stories and videos included jocks and twinks, and generally any rimming scene would send me over the edge.

But today, it just wasn’t doing the trick. I needed something more. So I opened a gay dating app.

Dating apps don’t normally do much for me. There’s only so much I can put up with cheesy pick-up lines from 50 year olds pretending to be 20, sending me pictures that I don’t ask for, that are either clearly fake, or completely off-putting. But there is normally one or two guys my age, that are actually good to talk to.

I was chatting to a couple of guys, just about general stuff and it wasn’t really leading anywhere, despite the guys being very polite and nice to talk to. An inbox came up, from a 19 year old called ‘MC’.

We got talking, and really hit it off. He was bi, a top, and was just looking to meet up if anyone was keen.

I told him about me. I’m 20 years old, work in finance, blond hair with blue eyes, and a gym fit body.

He told me that he is an earth mover, just turned 19, and with a similar body.

After what was a relatively short discussion, we decide to meet up. He came to pick me up from my house in his ute.

‘Hi, I’m Jake’, I said, as I climbed in to his ute.

‘Michael,’ he said, holding his hand out for me to shake.

He began to drive, and we really hit it off, talking about school, work, girlfriends, and sport. We got to talking about guys, and our attraction to them.

‘Well, I’m really a top,’ he said, after escort bayan I asked him what he liked. ‘I mean, one day I might try it, but at this stage I don’t really see the appeal in being on bottom. What about you?’

‘I’m the opposite, I really get more pleasure out of giving another guy pleasure. Especially sucking another guy off and making him cum, it really turns me on,’ I said with a laugh.

‘This might work well then!’, he said with a cheeky smirk on his face.

Michael drove us into one of his worksites, it was a large derelict shed that was being rebuilt to house a big regional car dealership. He assured me that we wouldn’t be disturbed. He pulled up and we got into the back seat where there would be more room.

We got to that awkward moment where we were crossing the line between being two guys just hanging out, and two guys that were genuinely meeting up for a hookup.

I have to laugh at the irony looking back on the situation. We had met on a gay dating app, we were sitting in the back seat of his ute, in a secluded site where no guys would generally just hang out, and had already agreed that we were meeting up to have fun. Yet there was still a moments hesitation from both of us before we actually started to do anything.

‘Fuck it,’ I said, as I ran my hand from his knee and up to his crutch.

He fumbled with his belt as he rushed to get his pants off. He pushed his pants to his feet followed by his underwear. His flaccid, uncut cock flopped up into his pubes.

I had to admire the sight for a moment before I did anything. He sat there with a rugby jumper on and a Nike sports cap. His pants were around his ankles, and he was pulling his shirt up just above the belly button to give me better access. His body was extremely attractive to me. Thick muscular thighs, with a light haze of blonde hair running along them. Thick, dark pubes altıparmak escort bayan that you could see run up into his happy trail and around his belly button. And there was the nice, thick, round balls that were hanging low between his legs, with hair surround them and leading down towards what I imagine would be a nice tight, pink pucker. And then his cock, slowly getting hard, growing in his pubes and beginning to stand up. It had to be 4 inches soft, with a foreskin half covering a light pink, mushroom head.

I immediately felt my crotch starting to grow. I reached over and started to jerk his cock to get it hard. I felt like it became hard almost instantly, reaching it’s full might at around 7 inches long, with the mushroom head fully protruding from his foreskin.

I leaned over and placed his cock in my mouth.

‘Oh yeah,’ moaned Michael. ‘That feels good, keep going.’

I began to suck and bob my head up and down. I tried to form a tight seal with my lips and get his cock as deep as possible down my throat. I continued to bob while I played with his balls with my left hand, my right hand placed between the seat of his ute and his ass.

I continued like this for about 10 minutes, switch hands and jacking him off in between breaths, motivated by Michael’s constant moaning.

I got a bit braver and started pushing his cock as far as I could down my throat. I eventually found my gag reflex and this sent Michael over the edge.

‘Oh yeah, keep going Jake, that feels so good!’

Michael’s hand started rubbing my stiff crotch and reached into my jeans. He started jerking my cock until it was standing at full mast.

He unzipped my jeans and my cock sprung out.

‘Play with my ass,’ I breathed as I took a break and jerked his cock.

‘Really?’ Michael moaned.

‘Do it, please.’ I said.

I continued nilüfer eskort to suck him and deepthroat him, as he worked his hand down my back towards my ass.

I felt his warm fingers start to rub my tight hole. This made me even more eager to get him off, and I sucked him even harder. After about 5 minutes of this, Michael’s breath started to get sharp and rapid.

‘I’m close,’ he gasped.

‘Fuck my face!’ I said.

Michael didn’t need anymore encouragement than that. He stopped playing with my ass and grabbed my head with both hands. He bunny fucked my face for about 2 minutes. After 2 minutes, he asked where I wanted to take his load.

All I could do was moan.

He took that to mean I wanted it in my mouth. Luckily he was correct.

He continued to fuck my face for another minute or so, until he shot load after load into my mouth.

‘Wow!’ Michael gasped. ‘That was amazing!’

‘Thanks haha.’ I said, as I pulled away from his cock.

I came up about level with his face, and looked him in the eyes properly for what was the first time. Michael leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips. I kissed him back, slowly working my tongue into his mouth and tasting him. The kiss lasted about 30 seconds, before he pulled away and asked:

‘I suppose I better help you finish! Do you want me to jerk you off?’

‘No,’ I replied. ‘But let me jerk off while looking at your ass’.

I knew he wouldn’t let me play with his ass so I figured this was the next best option. He happily obliged. He turned around, got on all fours on the back seat, and spread his cheeks in front of me.

He teased me with his hole, while I jerked myself to completion. I finished by getting out of the ute and shooting into the muddy ground outside.

‘Thanks so much dude,’ I said to Michael.

‘No, thank you! That was by far the best BJ I have ever been given!’ Michael responded.

We continued to chat as though we were old mates while Michael drove me home. We swapped numbers when he dropped me off, and agreed that we would definitely have to meet again.

‘Next time, I think we’ll need a bed,’ I said.

‘Definitely,’ Michael winked at me.

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Pam roused after a nice sleep. It was dawn, only just though. Looking around she was a bit confused. Pulling an arm out from under the cover. She realized that she was wearing Rick’s robe, he must have put her in bed. But where was he. Pam sat up and immediately knew she had to pee. Sliding out of bed she padded to the bedroom door. There was her blouse on a hanger. Looking out into the living room there was Richard curled up on the sofa. Pam slipped by him and to the bathroom. After peeing Pam slipped out of her skirt and drooped it over an arm of an easy chair.

Going over to the sleeping Rick she softly kissed him on the forehead. Richard roused and smiled at Pam, who said quietly.

“Come to bed Rick.” She took his hand and gently urged him up. Hand in hand they walked into the bedroom. Pam slipped out of the robe and unzipped Rick’s pants; he pulled his tee shirt over his head. As Pam slipped his pant and jockey shorts over his hips. Pam got out the robe and in bed, as she did she unclasped her bra and tossed it to the bottom of the bed.

Richard slid into the warm bed and pulled the covers over them.

Pam turned on her side and as the covers reached her shoulders, Rick’s arm fell across her and rested against her warm firm yet soft round breasts. Pam reached behind her and pulled Rick’s warm naked body against her. She could feel his erect penus against her buttocks. Pressing into her butt crack. They sighed quietly and fell into a contented sleep.

Richards watch alarm went off and woke them both up with a bit of a start.

“Good morning my sweet man.” Pam said softly, still a bit sleepy. As she rolled over, her breasts bare above the covers.

“Good morning sweet thing. Did you sleep well?” Richard asked as he kissed her ear.

“H-m-m yes I did. You are so thoughtful. I don’t think you could have slept well though, hmm.” Pam said as she turned toward Rick and putting her arms around his neck cuddled up to him. There bare hot bodies skin to skin.

“I could have slept better I guess. My concern was that you were warm and able to sleep, after your studying. You were played out when I came back from the laundry room. Played out and happy. Bed was the place for you.” Rick said, smiling as he playfully licked Pam’s nose.

“I appeared happy. I read for about 15 minutes then lay back and just looked back on the evening.” Pam said. Softly adding. “The images I had were exciting for me. They made me feel good.”

“That’s good. When I came back you were very intimate with yourself. You cast a very sensual picture. I’m very pleased that our time was so enjoyable for you. I enjoyed it as well.” Richard said as he slipped out of bed.

“Hmm that’s right now I remember I did love myself, like I said the evening images had me excited. I had to relieve the passion I was feeling. But how did you know?” Pam asked as she slid out of the bed, coming up close to Rick.

“You fell asleep with a finger still fondling your love lips, and your nectar was dribbling down your thighs, like I said sweet thing a really passionate sensual image.” Rick said brushing the back of his hand over Pam’s breasts. He started walking to the door as he asked her “What would you like for breakfast, cereal, scrambled eggs or an omelette Pam”

“Cereal is fine Rick.”

“God Pam you have no idea how much I want you. You make me feel total sexual, and lewd. Two people lost in each other’s sexuality and sensuality. How are we going to kerb the wanton feeling we have?” Richard said urgently as he turned to face her, her young firm body, all pink and soft to the touch. Her breasts were firm and so proud, topped by dark nipples and spreading areolas. Her flat belly down to the dark pubic curls. So inviting, surrounding the hot tunnel of all creation. All held up by her very shapely legs. He gasped out in a guttural voice. “God Pam you are so beautiful. Oh fuck. Look at you.” He took her hand and pulled her to him.

Pam was still holding his prick. As she stepped in front of him, she rose up on tiptoes and parting her legs. Sliding the erection into her hot cunt, pushing herself right onto it, impaling herself on him.

Pam put her hand around Rick’s buttocks and urged him forward into her. She wriggled her hips, grinding hers against his.

Richard felt his balls pulling up. Richard gasped. “Oh fuck I’m going to cum.” He bent his knees a bit and slid out of the love nest and a couple of second later. One, two, three jets of hot creamy cum shot from his live prick some splashed on her tummy and some dropped on to pubic fur. The rest pooled on the floor.

Putting her hand down on her tummy she scooped up most of Rick’s cream and sucked in into her mouth tasting it then swallowed it.

She bursa escort bayan gently grasped his erection and slowly turned him as she did she dropped to her knee’s and took him into her open lips and as she stroked his shaft she sucked the last drops of cum out of him.

Standing up she put her hands around Rick’s head and kissed him passionately, they shared some of his creamy jism. As she got up she said in a sultry voice. “You are sex incarnate my lover. I lost my virginity to a ham handed country yokel at a drunken so called party. Yes I was drunk as well. Oh how I wish it would have been you who would take it,” Turning Pam went into the bedroom and came out with her bra on saying. For you I am fully dressed, in fact I’m over dressed.” Pam slid by Rick petting his firm buttocks as she sat at the table.

“Would like a coffee Pam. I guess I’d like to be that guy that popped your cherry. I don’t know what it would feel like. I’ve never made love to a virgin. You are so close to being one though, that’s ok with me sweet thing.” Richard said.

“Yes please Rick. I wish had been you as well not that drunk yokel. I’m darned if I don’t feel like skipping classes today.” Pam said as she poured cereal into her bowl.

“I know the feeling. I’ve done it once and regretted it afterwards.” Richard replied giving Pam her coffee.

“Yeh I guess you are right, in fact I know you are. The day has started out so romantically I just hate for it to stop even for a few hours.”

“Look forward to this evening. Who knows what it’ll bring, right.”

Breakfast over they each showered and dressed and headed off to there classes.

“Will I see you at lunch time.” Richard asked Pam asked kind of sad.

“Sure, lets get what ever and go and sit outside. I have physics then a 30-minute break then chemistry. What do you have Pam?”

“Business management at 10.30 then Math after lunch.”

“Back to the math class, Whoopee.” Richard said.

“I’ll be there as well lover.” Pam chided as they walked hand in hand into the building.

“Hmm that makes it all the better. I’ll you a coffee after your management class ok.” Richard said giving Pam a parting kiss.

Ok sweet thing, you behave in class ok.”

“Yes ma-am.” Richard said grinning.

As Pam was walking into the cafeteria she saw Richard at the cashier paying for their coffees. She went over and whispered. “Hi there sexy. You come here often?”

“Quite often Aphrodite.” Richard replied as he handed Pam her coffee.

“Ohh really. I must come here more often then.” Pam chided Rick as she sat down and patted his knee under the table.

“Did you have a good sleep Pam? You were fast asleep when I got back with our things. You looked so sensual laying there, one hand over your bra. Your other hand had two fingers buried in you love nest.” Richard whispered adding. “I tried to as gentle as I could as I extracted your fingers. Hoping not to wake you. You never even roused bless you.”

“You were very considerate Rick. I was very cosy in your robe and bed. I think I slept like a baby. But later to have you snuggled up behind me in bed was out of this world. The feeling of your erection pressed against my butt, and even pressing between into the crack between the cheeks was so exciting and sensual.” Pam whispered as she slid her hand under the table. She quietly slid it up under her skirt and fondled her love lips and ringed her excited love bud. She dipped her finger into her hot and very wet cunt. Pam said. “Rick just recollecting your apartment and our time there has got me really hot and sticky, wet in fact.” As Pam was whispering she had extracted her wet finger out of her cunt. She whispered as she raised her finger and leaning over the table. “You gentle passionate lover.” Pam put her wet sticky finger on Rick’s lips and he took it between his lips and sucked it tasting her essence of love. She withdrew her finger, biting her bottom lip Pam whispered in a dreamy tone. “See what you do to me lover. You sensual man.”

“Really. I’m a bad influence for you and I love it. Now I guess its back to headache land. See you after class. What do you want for lunch Pam? I’m having a salmon salad sandwich and a fruit juice.” Richard said.

“I’ll have an egg salad sandwich and a Pepsi please Rick.” Pam replied.

“Ok see you in the parking lot.”

Richard picked up their sandwiches and drinks. He headed out to the parking lot. Pam was a few seconds behind him.

“Hi there sexy.” Pam said chuckling.

“Why hello there Aphrodite. Where do you want to have lunch sweet thing?” Richard said.

“Well our math class isn’t till 2.30. How about going to the park?” Pam suggested.

“That sounds a good idea, ok lets go.” Richard replied, getting into the car.

As they drove through town Richard stopped at the drug store, saying. “I’ll be just a minute.” He got out and went into the store. Looking around he found the condom display and the type he wanted. bursa bayan escort He got two packets of life style extra thin condoms. He paid for them and went back to the car. He opened the door and dropped the bag on the front seat. Pam was picking it and one of the packets slipped out and she said. “Why hello. We have Trojan thin condoms ooee. I’d heard of Trojans but not the varieties. You s-e-x-x-y guy you.” Pam looked in the bag and saw the other packet saying. “Am I getting lucky or what.” As she quietly took a foil pouch out of the box in her hand, slipped into the pocket in her skirt and put the other packet back into the bag.

Pam slid her hand over onto Rick’s lap and caressed the bulge in his pants whispering. “I think we are both very horny. How about you sweet man?”

Pam took Rick’s hand and slipped it up under her skirt, as she parted her thighs. She took a finger of Rick’s and slid it into her hot and wet cunt, gasping. “O-h-h Rick O-h-h f-u-c-k.” He had curled a finger and was caressing the inside of her cunt. She clenched thighs together trapping Rick’s finger and hand between them.

Getting to the parking lot Richard parked and they got out and embraced each other. Richard picked up the bag of there lunches and they strolled into the park. After walking a few yards Pam turned and pulled Rick to her and kissed him passionately. Then they continued across the park their arms around each other’s waists.

“Lets go over that way” Richard said indicating the wooded area ahead. They followed the pathway to the trees. Pam noticed a pathway off to the side, saying. “There’s a path that’s not used much Rick.”

“I see what you mean, it’s not well travelled that’s for sure. Lets take a look.” Richard said as he went on in between two large rocks. To go on Richard pushed low branches aside as they entered the shady treed area. Tall Aspen and Poplar trees shaded the mossy grassy area that sloped away in front of them. They walked hand in hand down into a small glen with a stream gurgling its way through the woods. “This looks a nice spot.” Richard said.

“Yes it is a lovely spot, kinda romantic as well.” Pam replied as she turned around.

Rick was taking off his shirt. His finely muscled chest was catching the suns rays.

“That looks a great idea.” Pam said as she pulled her blouse over her head. Her firm breasts were catching the sun as well. When she dressed at Rick’s she had left her bra off intentionally. They sat and had there lunches. When Pam had finished hers she got up and strolled down to the streams edge and dipped a toe into the clear brownish water. Not being too cold she stepped into the water and proceeded to lift her skirt over her head. She screwed it up and threw it up as far as she could toward Rick.

Standing feet apart. Her hips thrust forward. With her deft fingers she parted her love lips and peed into the stream. In a golden arc, it fell splashing into the water and flowed away through the undergrowth. As she strained to loose the last drops a phst escaped from her puckered butt.

She glanced in Rick’s direction blushing a bit, only to see him lying on the mossy grass totally naked. The sun was shining down on his nude torso.

Pam quietly stepped out of the stream and sauntered to where Rick was laying. He had his eyes closed as Pam stood over his chest.

She bent down and put a hand either side of his neck and proceeded to kneel over his upper chest. At the first contact Rick opened his eyes to see a bush of dark brown pubic curls in front of his chin and a heavenly young body above them.

“My cunt wants your very passionate attention lover.” Pam said in a throaty wanton voice.

As Pam was speaking Rick was freeing his arms and wrapping them around Pam. Pulling her love garden to his waiting lips. He could smell the fact that Pam had peed. Pam’s love lips right at his lips. Rick slowly traced the shape of those pink wrinkled lips with the tip of his tongue, up and down, up and down. Pressing his lips around one and then the other. Sucked them into his mouth making them wet with his saliva. Letting them out with a plop. He poked his stiff curled up tongue in between her love lips into her hot wet waiting cunt. Rocking his head back and forth to get his tongue in as far as he could. Extracting his tongue he ringed her clit hood softly, she wriggled at the contact and the sensation it gave her. Richard moved his arms urging Pam to roll off of him.

She rolled over onto her back, her legs bent and wide apart. Richard rolled onto his side. He stopped and admired the thing of great beauty lying at his side. He grasped his erect penus, which he very slowly pumped as Pam watched.

“I have to pee.” Richard said, as he took a step away.

Pam grabbed him by the foot saying. “Right here lover let me taste it, sweet thing.”

Richard turned so he was standing level with her chest. He knelt and holding his erection let loose a fountain bursa merkez escort of hot golden pee out past her head where it hissed as it fell onto the mossy grass.

As his fountain waned a bit Pam put her hand under the fountain so when it was nearly over her hand would catch some of the hot sexy elixir for her to taste. She put her mouth to her palm and tilted it so her drink could dribble into her waiting mouth. “You taste so sexxy and salty.” Pam said as she licked her lips and hand.

Lying back down Pam pulled Rick on top of her as she clamped her legs around him.

He bent down and French kissed Pam passionately and long.

Pam unclamped her legs letting them fall, her feet flat on the grass, she reached for her skirt, fumbling in its folds she found what she was feeling for. It was the pocket with the foil pouch in it. She took it out and holding it up over Rick’s back she managed to rip it open. Gently she took out the latex condom.

As their French kiss ended Richard rolled over onto his back. His erection was very stiff lying close to his abdomen.

Pam sat up and said in a whisper. “Let me try this on you for size lover.” A she spoke she approached his erection and gently slipped the condom onto it and encased his prick all the way down.

When it was on she swung a leg over his abdomen and proceeded to squat over him. Reaching between them she softly held his prick and slid it in.

Slowly she lowered herself onto it until it was totally immersed in her hot wet cunt.

She leaned back to take Rick in as deeply as she was able. Slowly rocking and raising and lower onto his rampant tool.

Richard reached up and caressed and fondled her succulent breasts. Her areolas had spread wide and became swollen and puffy. Her nipples were stiff and dark with the excitement that she was experiencing.

Richard slipped a hand down to her crotch and gently rubbed the cover for her love bud, her excitement was getting close to a climax. She was thrusting herself on Rick erection faster and faster.

“O-h-h Pam are you cumming yet because I’m all most there. Slow down otherwise I’ll explode.”

“I’m getting there. Wet your finger in my cunt and caress my clit.” Pam said. Richard just managed to slip one finger into her cunt. Then he frigged her clit gently with his wet slippery finger.

After a short while Pam was squirming and wriggling as she neared her orgasm. At the last moment she pumped Rick’s prick hard and fast. Rick could feel her cunt contracting around his prick. This was enough to trigger his shooting wads of hot creamy cum. Pam shuddered a second or two later in an explosive orgasm that made her black out momentarily and perspiration stand out on her brow.

“Oh fuck that was beyond words Pam croaked breathlessly as she collapsed on top of Rick. His prick still immersed in the hot wet folds of Pam’s cunt. She squeezed her thighs together as tightly as she could, holding onto Rick.

“You are incredible Pam. I hope the condom held. When I came it felt like I would have burst it.”

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Pam relaxed and raised herself up off of Rick’s stiff prick. They both looked at the condom. It was intact with all of Rick’s cum contained.

Pam gently took his prick in her hand and caressed it. The sensation was enough to make Rick groan.

She wriggled till Rick was back in her hot very wet cunt. Her love juices dribbled down her thighs and over Rick’s balls.

Pam kissed Rick and said softly as she looked into his flashing brown eyes. “You are some lover. I feel like I’ve known you for years. I wish I had. I could become addicted to you. Oh man what an addiction. Beats the drug seen all to heck.

She raised herself up and off of the impaling penus. Getting up she slipped her blouse on. As she was buttoning it up she squatted down and had a pee. As she stood and got her skirt she whispered. “Ah that feels better.

Peter had watched her as he was getting up.

Putting a hand down he rolled off the condom and secreted it under a rock.

He said to Pam as he was putting on his shirt. “Yeh I feel like I’ve known you a long time as well. Watching you peeing just now it was so natural and sensual. I think you had a good idea as well” As he did up his shirt. He peed a small stream and as he finished he remarked. “Yes that does feel a lot better.”

Fully dressed and very contented they strolled across the park their arms around each other.

They arrived back at college and still had 35 minutes till class. Peter suggested that they get a drink at the cafeteria and Pam agreed.

Richard went and got the cold drink and they sat quietly and enjoyed their drinks.

“Oh man that was a great and sexy lunch Rick.” Pam whispered as she put a hand on his leg under the table.

“Yeh it sure was. You are a really sexy girl Pam. I’m amazed that you don’t have a boyfriend. That’s fine by me though because they don’t know what they are missing as I do.

The guys around here have to be blind.

You are a lovely and very sexy girl Pam.” Richard said as he put a hand on Pam’s on his thigh.

There drinks over they headed to their Math class. Pam sat behind Rick so he couldn’t be the voyeur this time. He focussed on the problems set out for the class.

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Anne seemed like she was a typical, run of the mill worker. She was 46 with acquired sufficient success in her field. Her clients loved her, and so did everyone else. She did however earn much more than the other co-workers, this was just because of the additional connections she has made over the years with her clients. Her personal life seemed almost as typical as her job, she had a smart husband, Chris her 18 year old son plus Phil her 19 year old stepson. They were all extroverts and enjoyed life outside.

She grew up around all women, so she was used to being the alpha female of the bunch. The shift in testosterone didn’t change that fact either, it may have fueled it. Her sons were always on their best behavior when she was around, and so was her husband it seemed. Her affinity for control even showed in the way that her house looked. Glimmering with sparkling clean that made her family seem like the perfect family, or as close to perfection as they could be.

This day started off like all the other ones, Anne was on her way home from a long day of teaching when her phone rang. “Hello?”

“Hey mom,” Phil’s voice came into her ear through her Bluetooth ear-piece.

“Why hello there.” She smiled as she spread her legs slightly, traffic seeming to slow down as she licked her lips.

“Hi,” Came his husky remark, “I need you.” He paused making her squirm in her seat. “I need a ride, could you come pick me up?”

She bites into her bottom lip as she runs her hand up the inside of her thigh, her tight pencil skirt getting forced up her legs. “I can come get you, you at work?”

“Yea, I can meet you by the café in the food court.” He says.

“Ok, I can cum right now.” She pushed her fingertips into her panties as her hand reached further into her thighs.

“I’d really appreciate it.”

“I can be there in 5 or 10 mins.” She asks as her fingers push into her soaking wet slit, making her moan to him softly.

“What are you doing?” He asks curiously.

“I’m getting ready to cum, to you.” She smiled and moaned again as her finger flicked across her clit.

“Your making me hard.” He says taking a seat at the nearest table.

“Oh phil, your not supposed to talk to your mother like that.” She teases as she moans again beginning to stroke faster in her walls.

“I’m sorry,” He says quickly.

“Good boy. I’ll give you something special for that. Now keep that tight ass right by the cafe and I’ll see you soon.” She moaned to him hanging the phone up, seeing a male in the next car watching her fingers intently as traffic slowed even more.

Phil sat stunned as he looked down at the phone, his cock firmly pushing at his zipper as he slouches forward trying to make it go away. It seems like at least five minutes had passed by as he finally noticed his cock slowly becoming softer.

“Hi.” He hears a soft voice coming from somewhere close to him.

His eyes move in front of him seeing a pair of the nicest curvy leg’s he’d ever seen, his eyes roam up seeing her thighs spread slightly, her skirt sitting right at the top of those thick thighs. Spreading to wide hips and small waist and big breasts. “Hi.” He says quickly, flashing her a brilliant smile.

“My names Rita, I was wondering if I could sit with you.”

“Yea, sure.” He says sitting up feeling his erection coming back.

“Good, thank you, I’ve been hanging around here for like 2 hours.” She giggles taking her seat right next to him. “My flight was delayed, it’ll be 8 more hours until I get to leave.” She announces.

He nods and smiles. “Yea, I’m waiting on my mom to pick me up.”

“Oh, ok, you work here?” She asks looking down at his uniform vest.

“Yea.” He chuckles stroking his fingers through his hair leaning back slightly. “I suppose I could gorukle escort have walked home, but I would rather get a ride.”

“Oh? You live close?” She asks leaning into him, her breasts creeping out of her shirt.

“Yea, I live about 10 mins away from here.” His eyes flicker down to her breasts, then down further to her legs watching as they spread and closed repeatedly.

“Oh, that’s pretty close, I live in Minnesota. In a pretty small town.” She giggles biting onto her bottom lip. He watched as she looked down into his lap noticing the bulge in his pants, then blushing looking back in his eyes.

“Minnesota? That’s cool.” He says gulping slightly as he feels her fingertips push against his arm.

“No, it’s not cool. I rarely get to have any fun, I’m always traveling for business trips and conventions.” Her fingers continued to stroke against his arm as she watched him.

“Hi,” A voice says to the side of them.

They didn’t break away for a moment almost as if they were in their own private room. If anyone passing by were to see Phil and Rita, they would assume that they were dating, they were intently staring at each other’s bodies and eyes.

They both finally looked up to see Anne, as she bumped lightly into Phil’s chair. “Hey mom.” He says standing up.

The tint in his pants still there as she looks from him down to the shirt of Rita. “I’m Anne, what’s your name?” Ann moves passed Phil and stood in front of Rita.

“Oh, I’m Rita.” She giggled holding her hand out to Anne.

“Oh, beautiful, I’m a hugger.” Anne says spreading her arms out.

Rita blushed slightly standing up and embracing this stranger. Anne’s hands went around Rita’s waist as she was tugged close, Anne’s breasts pushed sensually against Rita’s making her gasp softly into Anne’s ear.

“Rita, it’s a pleasure to meet you, you’re such a beautiful woman.” With the softest kiss, Anne touches the side of Rita’s neck just for a moment and then pulls back.

“It is nice to meet you as well.” She blushes more looking to Phil, he watched them as if this was a regular occurrence.

“Rita, are you coming are leaving?” Anne asks.

“Waiting.” She giggles shrugging.

“Oh, poor thing, how long is your layover?”

“I have 8 more hours.” Rita smiles as Anne bits onto her bottom lip looking from Phil back to Rita.

The slowest set of chills rolled across Rita as Anne’s eyes roamed her figure, stopping at her breasts then moving back up to her eyes. “You could come over to our house?”

“That sounds great.” Rita said as Anne put her arm around Rita’s waist making her arm rest around her shoulders.

It seemed so natural to Rita that she just went with it. Anne’s hand was splayed across Rita’s hip, and roamed on her side. Her fingers pushing up her side to nearly touch her breast and back to the lining of her business suit skirt.

“So are you married?” Anne asks.

“No.” Rita giggled as if it were absurd for her to even think about marriage. “Are you?”

“Yes, I am.” Anne says smiling. “Do you have a boyfriend, or girlfriend?” She asks. “A pretty girl like you should have someone to enjoy this gorgeous body of yours.”

“No, I don’t have a boyfriend, and I’m straight.” She blushes looking at Anne.

“Well, have you ever tried anything with a girl?” Anne asks as they exited the airport and headed for the car.

“No.” Her sheepish reply comes out more breathy than she wanted it to.

“Well, why not?” Anne’s hand dropped lower and gripped onto the top of Rita’s soft curved ass.

Silence met her as a response, Rita’s face was blushing crimson as she looked behind them to where Phil was trailing. His eyes intent on Anne’s hand as she groped Rita’s ass. Rita looked back to Anne as Anne just smiled softly altıparmak eskort bayan to hear.

“You have the most gorgeous lips I’ve ever seen Rita, May I?” Anne stopped their walking as she waited for Rita to snap out of it.

Rita gulped slightly looking from both Phil to Anne, a few times. Anne seemed harmless enough so she nodded her consent. Anne’s devilish smirk then appeared as she closed the distance quickly. The moment her lips touched Rita’s she knew that she had her like putty in her hands. Rita’s body went slack against the car right behind them and her knees spread quickly. Anne’s lips covered Rita’s completely, Rita’s eyes were closed tight and her body responded by moistening in the most intimate places.

Anne pulled her lips back from Rita’s leaving her stunned with her eyes closed still resting against the car. She looked up to see Phil’s eyes watching her intently and then over to Rita as she watched her hungrily. Phil leaned into her and her eyes closed again as she hears something open. ‘A car door?’ Her fuzzy mind focuses to see the humor in Phil’s eyes as he holds the car door open for her.

She blushes and gets into the car and so does Anne, scooting the sexy Rita over. As soon as the door closes Anne’s lips attack Rita’s again. Anne’s hands push against Rita’s legs opening them as her tongue dives into Rita’s mouth. The car begins moving and soon Rita is moaning from the back seat. Anne’s fingers crept up Rita’s skirt and she massaged her pussy right through her soaking wet panties. Her fingers push the wet fabric to the side expertly, Rita groans as Anne’s mouth pushes down into the crook of her neck.

Anne’s fingers push right against the dripping wet pussy lips of Rita and it makes her moan louder. Her eyes close tight as she pushes her hips up to Anne’s fingers. Anne slowly slides her fingers in and out of Rita’s hole, her thumb rocking against Rita’s clit every time her hand ground into her. The car stopped slowly and Anne pulled her fingers and lips away from Rita’s body. Rita’s door is opened by Phil and her hand is taken as he helps her out of the car.

Phil stood in the hall holding the door open for them to enter, to Rita’s astonishment Anne grips onto Phil’s tent and squeezes it stroking back and forth a few times before she continues into the house. Rita bits onto her lip as she approaches Phil, who is still standing at the door looking at her. She lifts her hand and grips onto his tent as well. His thick cock greets her hand with a firmness that made her insides churn. She did as Anne had just done and stroke his cock attentively releasing it too soon for Phil’s liking.

“Please feel free to make our home, yours.” Anne says as she sits down onto the oversized couch.

“Thank you.” Rita says looking down at Anne’s gaped open legs.

Her panties were in clear view and they were just as wet as her own. She suddenly felt the large body of Phil right behind her. His hands pushed down Rita’s sides as he turned her to face him.

“I didn’t get a hug.” He smiled softly to her and she giggled lifting her arms to hug him.

He leaned into her, wrapping his arms around her waist and hoisting her up against his frame. She gasped softly as her legs wrapped around his waist. His hips pushed into her core and her boy shivered hard as he backed her up into the wall grinding his thick stiff cock against her panty clad pussy. She moaned louder feeling his lips sucking and nibbling against the flesh of her neck, his hands gripping firmly to her ass as he ground harder into her.

“Calm down Phil, you’ll scare her away.” Anne said giggling.

He let her down and she sagged against the wall, Phil smiled brightly to her and went towards his mother. Rita watched in amazement as he nilüfer eskort bayan sat right at his mother’s feet, pushing her skirt up and pulling her to the edge without any protest from her. He gripped onto her panties and pulled them roughly down her legs and threw them behind his back spreading her pussy wide open for his viewing pleasure. Anne watched him as he let his tongue run across his lips slowly, inching closer to her and running a thick wet tongue straight up the center of her.

Rita’s eyes widened as Anne’s head feel back against the couch as he went to town on her clit. His tongue bathing up and down it, his fingers creeping closer and pushing into her dripping wet sex. She moaned loud arching her back up and gripping onto the couch as he pumped his fingers in and out of her frame. He began kissing up her stomach as his fingers continued to push in and out of her snatch. He pushed his pants down and ground his thick shaft up and down Anne’s pussy, before pushing the head into her walls and slamming balls deep into her frame. Rita’s eyes impossibly wide at this point, her jaw drops open and she watches.

His dick pulls out of her in a motion so slow it makes Rita’s Purdy complain at the pace. He thrusts forward hard making his balls slam roughly against Anne’s ass. Rita squirms as her hands slide up your body to tug lightly against her puckered nipples. She watches as his ass flexes with each of his thrusts, sweat beading off of his body as he rams harder into her. Rita bites onto her bottom lip as Anne make eye contact with her and moans out loud from her son driving in and out of her sodden snatch.

Rita hears the loud smacking and groans and moan from Phil and Anne. Phil rams her harder and groans. “Oh, I love how wet you are… You feel amazing”

Phil looks over to rita as he pushes in and out of Anne, Rita takes that as an invitation and moves closer. She lays right next to Anne and spreads her legs wide opened. Phil’s hips slows its pace as he watches Rita’s juicy pussy spread wide for him. He groans softly as her juices slime down her pussy and drips onto the couch. She was completely shaven and his mouth watered to taste her.

Observing this, Anne tightens her pussy and slowly pushes up against him to remove him from her walls. He looks down at Anne and she smiles and winks at him moving to get from under him. He sits up as she moves to kiss along the side of Rita’s neck, down to her lovely breasts. Rita lets out a soft moan as her entire pussy begins to be assaulted by Phil. His tongue pushes into her walls, his nose pushes against her clit.

The smell of her gushing juices drives Phil wild. His tongue is already watering at the taste of her pussy. He moves his tongue up to her clit and then grind all across her love bud, his fingers push into her pussy lips. He spreads her and grinds deep into her feeling the tightness of her walls makes him groan against her clit.

“Oh… Yes, right there.” Rita moans as her body hums with excitement, and pleasure.

Anne pushes her tongue into Rita’s mouth as she twists her fingertips around Rita’s nipples.

Rita is in complete ecstasy as her body is fully engaged with all of this pleasure. Phil watches as the women kiss each other, she watches as Rita’s nipples are tweaked and groped. He licks once more along Rita’s pussy before climbing up her body. He pushes into her frame with the tip of his cock, he groanes at the tight fit of her pussy.

He begins to kiss the two women, all three of their tongues pushing against one another, his cock pumping into her frame, their lips lapping at each other. Everyone was moaning at this point, Phil grips onto Rita’s ass pulling her up harder into his thrusts as he groans into her body. Phil’s hips sped up as he began to moan a little louder, his cock begins to shiver. Rita begins to moan louder as her pussy gulps down his cock, shivering harder as she whimpers gripping onto him, kissing both of them harder. Her pussy spasms roughly against his shaft and she cums hard screaming loud against their mouths. Moments later Phil’s cock erupted deep inside of Rita.

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I have never done anything like this before – seriously. I have been an avid fan of Literotica for two years, but I have never even considered submitting a story until today. I don’t normally do things like this, but it seemed like the kind of thing that other fans of the site would enjoy.

It was around 4:00 in the afternoon when I finished my workout. I had an hour to shower before I had to get to work, as my shift started at five. I had pushed myself really hard today, trying to stick with my new year’s resolution that has already helped me tone up quite nicely. I thought to myself, “Since I have an hour to spare, I’m going to treat myself to the steam room”. I love steam rooms. The heat, the moisture, the smell of eucalyptus. I can feel the wonders it’s doing for my body, ridding it of all impurities.

The gym was fairly dead, and no one had even used the steam room all day it seemed – there was barely any steam and it wasn’t too hot. I turned on the system and walked across to the far corner and sat down on the top step. Within minutes the faucets were pouring jet after jet of hot steam into the room. It became very dense in the air, and I inhaled the heavy scent. The heat slowly draped over my body, sending shivers up my spine.

This seems like as good a place as any to introduce bursa bayan eskort myself a little bit. I am 20 years old. I am 5’5, blond hair, weigh about 110 pounds. I have long legs, small breasts, and (so I’m told) a nice round ass. I was sitting in the steam room with nothing but a towel around my waist, all by myself. As I said, the warmth spreading around me sent shivers through my whole body. Small beads of sweat started to form on my arms, my stomach, my tits. I leaned back and took a deep breath, savoring the relaxation. I went to wipe a drop of moisture from my collarbone, and as my hand brushed pas my nipple I felt it harden at the touch. I hazarded another quick touch, accompanied by a quick look towards the steam covered door. In an instant my hand was on my right breast, caressing the skin, then pulling hard on the nipple, enjoying the feeling of the barbell that rests there. My nipples were standing rock hard and my breathing got faster.

I loosened the towel around my waist a little, and felt a drop of moisture run down my stomach towards my legs, lower and lower, finally trickling down my inner thigh. I followed it with my hand, slowing brushing the outer lips of my pink pussy. I could feel how swollen they were, opening a little bursa evi olan escort on their own, begging to be touched. Again I glanced toward the door, but decided that the gym was practically empty, and this was too good an opportunity to pass up. I slowly ran my hand up and down along my pussy lips, tickling them with the tips of my fingers. My middle finger brushed over my clit and an electric shock ran through my body. I pried the lips apart and touched my waiting hole, already soaking wet with my juices.

I ran my middle finger up and down along my slit, taking some of the juices pooled and rubbing them on my clit. My left hand began to massage my tits again, pulling hard in contrast to the soft caresses on my cunt. My breathing was heavy, and the fact that someone could come in at any second just made me want it more. I fantasized that if this were a story, some woman would walk in, and claim I needed punishing for being so naughty, and she would spank me and eat out my dripping pussy until I came to a mind blowing orgasm.

No one came into the room, so I kept rubbing my cunt, thinking about some huge cock rubbing up and down my slit before ramming into me. I rubbed my clit with the palm of my hand while my middle finger slid bursa rus escort in and out of me. My breathing was so heavy right now and I lost all control. I started talking under my breath

Oh fuck! Yeah……make me cum. Oh God! FUCK! Fuck my pussy! Harder, harder….fuck yes…oh my god yes…..fuck me god…..eat my pussy bitch….I want it all, I’m such a naughty girl – I’ve been soooo bad, please fuck me!

A million scenarios ran through my head while I finger fucked myself, pulling hard on my little nipples, mixing pleasure and pain. Each fantasy was raunchier than the next – a woman eating my cunt, having two cocks rammed into me. I couldn’t stop, my fingers moving furiously.

FUCK….FUCK…Oh my god YES fuck my pussy, I’m your naughty little girl…fuck it YES Unnnngggg yeeeessssss

I could feel the orgasm building in me, slowly at first but I knew it was going to be mind blowing. It started in my gut, then my muscles spasmed hard around my fingers and I pictures them milking a huge cock. The contractions swept through me and my hips bucked again and again. I couldn’t help my self …. FUCK YES! The juices began to gush out of my cunt, soaking my fingers and the tile floor underneath. Wave after wave of contraction consumed me as I whispered…FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK YES!

As the glow from my orgasm swept over me, I couldn’t suppress a huge grin. I have never masturbated in a public place before, and it was one of the most thrilling experiences of my life. Here’s hoping I’ll get the chance again….maybe I’ll even tell you about it. God knows just writing this down has made my pussy dripping wet again.

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Tamsin was getting a bit bored with her gym session by now. She’d been working hard while checking out the firm bodies of the sweaty boys. Not to mention quite a few of the other girls as well. She paused to take a big gulp from her water bottle. And to stare quite openly at the wildly flopping crotch of the man on the treadmill facing her, telling her that he wasn’t wearing any pants under his gym shorts. Now, it’s true you need to drink a lot during exercise but nobody ever seemed to notice that she always drank far more than necessary.

All of the eye candy, coupled with her wonderfully dirty imagination had made her pussy so wet that she was starting to slide around in her panties as she moved, and the extra water meant that the full feeling in her bladder she’d been enjoying for the last twenty minutes was beginning to crest. She wouldn’t be able to hold on for that much longer so she finished her current set and walked out to the changing rooms. She forced herself to slow down her step and, keeping her legs tight together, savoured the sensation of her slipperiness. She stopped at the mirrored wall of the gym and briefly admired the perky figure honed by these twice-weekly sessions reflecting back to her before she almost flooded the floor with her pent up pee. She just about managed to control herself and only lost a few drips to her panties then, when she was certain she’d make it, continued out.

Once safely secluded within one of the cubicles Tamsin rubbed the palm of her hand over her crotch, moving her Lycra shorts in small circles designed to spread her cream further out from its source. She was so horny by this point that the motion instantly hardened her nipples. So her other hand grazed over them, triggering her first orgasm and causing her to slide down the wall in delicious convulsions. Once she’d calmed down, enjoying the aftershocks as she gently kneaded her modest breasts; she crossed her legs and finally succumbed to her body’s demands to release some of her now insistent piss. It pooled in her crotch and before she could control her flow, some escaped by following the waistband of her tight lacy panties to flow over her hips and under her bum.

She reverently dipped two fingers into her makeshift urinal font and wiped them over her face, returning twice more to scoop some over each of her boobs in turn and then finished by slurping some from the palm of her hand. She was ready to cum again from the slightly sweet flavour of her own pee but forced herself to wait. She opened her thighs and luxuriated in the feeling of it trickling over her pussylips, adding a bit more at a time, having fun trying to stop herself until the piddle puddle on the floor was big enough to roll around in for a short while. Then she got somewhat unsteadily to her feet, massaged her pissy clothes all over herself before finally stripping off, and ever so slowly peeled her sodden knickers from her firm bottom. She wrung everything out over herself, watching her yellow fluid dripping from the tips of her still hard nipples and landing on her stomach to flow through her untamed bush. Then she balled up her gear and sealed it all up in a plastic bag for laundering when she got gorukle escort bayan home.

Following a fast rinse under the shower Tamsin dressed in her one size too small swimsuit to have some more fun in the centre’s pool. She hadn’t dried herself and so couldn’t resist releasing another warm spurt into her suit while it wouldn’t be noticed which, because it was so tight over her crotch, went up into her bush before trickling in rivulets down the inside of her long legs and covering her bare toes. She wiggled them, splashing her piss over her feet before leaving to lock up her gym bag, gulp down the second half of her water bottle to ‘top off her tank’ and head out, leaving wet footprints behind her.

With her eyes half-lidded and a sway to her step she made a slow circuit of the pool area, taking in the views and making certain everyone got a good look at her body. Stopping by the deep end, she dove into the water and swam a few laps. She liked to use more than one style but it pleased her to finish with the breaststroke because of the name. Slightly out of breath, she stopped by the edge and lay back against it, her tits far enough out of the water that the wave action repeatedly splashed over and excited her nipples. Looking around, trying to decide whom she would fuck today she lazily scissored her legs, which gently stimulated her hungry clit and pushed her a little closer to her next orgasm. She peed again, into the water, exited by the thought of sharing her liquid with all the men and women around her.

Then she spotted him. He wasn’t much to look at, a teenager still growing out of his baby fat. However, she could see the man he would become starting to develop. What made her breath hitch with lust were the drips falling from his shorts as he entered from the changing rooms whilst the rest of him was suspiciously dry! He walked down the steps into the water and began to swim. She surreptitiously adjusted her suit to one side of her puss, pushed off, and set herself on a deliberate collision course. They were approaching each other at a slight angle and she sped up her stroke so that the oblivious teen swung his arm up, over and the palm of his hand landed smack across her partially exposed arse cheek. Perfect!

He exploded out of the water in panic, apologising profusely while she calmly took in his features. Nineteen would be her guess – ‘young, dumb and full of cum’ as they say. She smiled disarmingly as she steadied him in the water.

“No harm done, entirely my fault.” She admitted. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Enjoy what? Accidentally groping you?” She grinned at that. This one was going to be fun.

“Well, that too. No, I meant your…” She searched for the right way to put it. “…pre-soaked trunks.” His eyes widened in shock at his being caught out and he stammered a denial. Tamsin shushed him by putting a finger to his lips, taking his hand in hers, and holding it between her thighs. Shock turned to astonishment as he felt first her naked pussy and then the temperature of the water around his hand increase while she leant towards his ear and whispered. “I like doing it too. I’m Tamsin. Would you like to fuck me?” She gently nilüfer escort bayan nipped his earlobe and continued. “I’d love to taste your piss.” She squeezed his growing cock through his trunks, and then her hand snaked past his waistband and began to stroke him firmly. Her nails grazed his heavy balls on each down stroke as her hand sped up. “Does that feel nice?” She asked, pushing down his foreskin to tickle the tip. All he could do was nod as she coaxed him to the edge with long practiced ease.

Just as he began to twitch in her palm the highly qualified cock-hound paused in her ministrations and looked around – nobody was paying them the slightest attention. She locked eyes with her current prey and told him, “I’d better finish you off before we go, there’s no way we’ll make it out of here with that weapon stretching out your trunks.” She sighed as if put out by her turning him on, “Keep a lookout.” With that admonition, she took a deep breath, making her breasts strain out against the confines of her swimsuit and vanished beneath the surface. In the same motion, she pulled his trunks down, releasing his cock to bob in the water to the rapid beat of his pulse and swallowed the entire length before retreating until only his swollen bell-end was still in her mouth. Her hand firmly tugged and massaged his ball sack while she sucked hard. She wasn’t under for very long before she received four long squirts of thick, creamy cum. She managed to swallow most of it but some escaped her lips to drift in the water before falling captive to the shoulder-length blonde hair surrounding her head like a nimbus.

“That was lovely,” she gasped as she came up for air. “I’ve never tasted cum like yours before. I think I’ll keep you.”

“P-pineapples,” was all he could manage. “I read somewhere it can improve the flavour, so…” he shrugged.

“Well, it works.” She replied as she palmed his buttocks, stroking and squeezing them rhythmically. His arms were around her by now as well, pulling their bodies together and crushing her chest against his. His fingers traced designs up and down her spine making her shiver delightedly in his embrace. There was just the one problem – he wasn’t going soft. It was probably her own fault, she mused. Because they were so close together, his dick was between her legs and she was rubbing her swollen clit along it unconsciously. So she made a decision.

She swung her hips back and wriggled a bit until she’d lined him up correctly, then pushed forward slowly in order to savour his girth until she came to a halt when her pleasantly stretched out pussylips reached his balls. She pulled up his trunks so what they were up to wasn’t so obvious and said,

“Come on big boy, you know what to do.” He began to thrust gently inside her deliberately tight crevice; she made a point to exercise all her muscle groups. He was half-scared his luck would run out and she’d change her mind. She drew in a gasp of sudden pleasure but stopped him. He looked crestfallen and made to withdraw but she gripped him with her pussy, stopping him again and pulled his full length back into her. She kissed him then – softly, and spoke bursa otele gelen escort bayan again. “You misunderstand; first I want you to fill me up some more. You know… like this.” He felt his balls get hot and a sudden current tickle his pubes as she peed on him again. He got the message and released his own piss deep inside her. She kissed him again much harder now and when she was full of his golden liquid, she began to fuck him, creating a faint yellow cloud around their hips as, trying to keep quiet; they rode their second orgasm together. She held him in until his penis finally stopped twitching, signalling that his balls had finished emptying themselves again and slid herself off him when he finally softened. She tucked him back inside his trunks and swam away. He watched her go, marvelling at his good fortune at getting off with such a hot, older woman when she stopped and looked back over her shoulder. She beckoned him over and admonished him, “What made you think I was finished with you? We haven’t drunk from each other yet. And you’ve got to eat your cum out of me. Come along now.”

She snuck him into the women’s changing rooms and shoved him inside one of the cubicles. She leant back against one wall, peeled her costume down to her tiny waist, and her tits bounced free. His eyes widened as he stared at them and she grinned at the power they still had to mesmerise. She directed his hands to her chest and spoke only one word – “Kneel.” With his arms up as if in surrender and her bullet-hard nipples poking into his palms, his face was level with her crotch. Her hands on the back of his head pulled him into her and he began chewing on her steaming hot twat through the cloth. She quickly pulled her suit off entirely before thrusting her furry pussy back on his face. He stuck his tongue as far as he could past her lips and sucked hard on her clit, which made her legs tighten around his head, and she squealed as she squirted a little in his mouth, followed by a longer squirt of her wee. He slurped both up hungrily as she shook.

“Stop,” she commanded and pushed his head away from her crotch. “It’s my turn.” They switched places and she knelt reverently at his feet. His length was hard again and twitching over her upturned face. Even though he now had the superior position, they both knew who was in control here. “I’m thirsty,” she pouted. “Do you have anything for me to drink?” He moaned and the tip of his cock began to dribble over her forehead, she quickly leaned back so his flow fell across her tongue instead. Each time her mouth filled up with piss she swallowed, and each gulp meant he was spraying over her chin, down her neck and over her breasts before splashing on her thighs where her hands rubbed his golden nectar all over her body. Once he’d finished, Tamsin was a glistening vision below him. Moreover, when her warm, pissy mouth slowly inhaled his wet cock it only took her a few hard sucks before he gave her something else to drink.

With a drip of pineapple flavoured cum sliding down her chin she rose to her feet and, closing the distance so their wet naked bodies were touching she gently kissed him, feeding back some of his issue before swallowing again. Then she turned the shower on for them both and he rinsed his trunks before she threw him out of the cubicle. As he left to get dressed himself, he asked tentatively if he could see her again sometime. To which she replied, “I expect you to be here tomorrow at noon. My wife and I will be hungry for a pineapple lunch.”

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Mel smiled to herself. She had the place to herself: Em, her flatmate, was off at work, and wouldn’t be home until her normal hour, and her boyfriend, Andrew, had spent last night at his own home, and was out of town for the day. However, they, and Em’s other half, were all expecting to eat at Mel and Em’s that evening, and Mel, as normal, was in charge of cooking. No hardship, there: Mel’s a decent cook—and to be honest, the boys aren’t too fussy. Appreciative, but easy to please. Parallels could be drawn, if one wanted, between their appetites.

Mel, therefore, had much to prepare. The food she needed was in the larder from the last shopping trip; that was only part of the problem. This morning had been spent preparing food: dishes that would cook themselves, for the main, over the afternoon, with little supervision, which left the petite blonde with an afternoon to herself.

She’d gone to some lengths, over the last week, to make sure the gadgetry she wanted to use for today’s project was ready, and worked as she wanted. The camera was charged, and the streaming service primed. She’d tested it last week while Em had been out, getting a feel for how everything fitted together, and how she’d be able to use it.

Now, it was time to get started. By Mel’s reckoning, Andy would be on his train home in about half an hour. Chris, Em’s partner, would be at his desk, as would Em, in fact. She knew Em hadn’t any meetings today—with luck, nor would Chris.

Mel sent her first message to the trio, and headed to the bathroom.

***

Sitting on his first train home, Andrew was reading a bunch of papers, his tablet on the table in front of him. A boring but necessary meeting behind him, and a similarly dull train ride ahead, he was looking forward to an evening with his three closest friends. The tablet pinged: a message from Mel, by the sound, and he idly picked it up. Occasionally, she’d send a photo of dinner in preparation, to encourage him home, or ask him to pick something up: it’d be that, no doubt. He was puzzled to see, instead, an unfamiliar link, and her instruction: “Click here in ten minutes. M.” Intriguing.

Andy couldn’t resist, and tried the link: no use. He’d have to wait, and went back to the paper, curiosity nagging gently. What was Mel up to this time? Five minutes passed: another message pinged in. “Hope you’re alone: not safe for clients.”

Oh. That was the mood she was in. Andrew grinned: Mel had her…interests, and he was always happy to accommodate them. This would be a plan to heat him up for later, no doubt. His mind wandered, considering the possibilities; remembering explosive couplings from the past; wondering what she had in store.

Time’s up. Andrew clicked the link, and this time it worked: video filled the screen. As it buffered, he glanced around, taking in the near-deserted carriage, and angling the screen slightly. Looking back, he grinned, recognizing Mel’s bathroom, and her naked form in the shower. He watched, as the slender girl soaped herself up: well, re-soaped herself, as she was clearly taking her time on this particular shower. Her hand lingered, unmistakably, on a nipple, while she turned slightly to improve the angle of the show. The other drifted down her own side, over a hip, and down her thigh; paused; ran back up her inner leg. Mel brought a soapy hand down to her crotch, and worked a good lather up. A pair of fingers slipped between her legs, reaching backwards into her nethers, as Andy’s grin widened. He shuffled in his seat, making a growing erection that bit more comfortable, and settled in.

***

Mel let her fingertip brush only briefly through her labia, keen to prolong both her own pleasure, and torment. Knowing full well that the suds obscured the details of her nudity, she soaped herself up, keeping a tantalizing view to the camera propped on the other side of the room. Smiling to herself, she turned, arse to the lens, and bent over at the hips to wash her feet, giving the camera a frankly pornographic view of her hairless twat from behind. She took a little while over her feet, making sure her legs parted slightly, and allowing water to run over her back and between her cheeks. A proper view was surely available. Standing once more, she turned, full-frontal, and finished rinsing herself, allowing her fingers to dwell slightly longer than needed on her pussy as she spread the lips.

Stepping out of the bath, she hit the button to stop the transmission. A brief pause, to build anticipation, was needed; and she needed to dry off.

***

Em sat, transfixed. She knew there was no way Mel was doing this for just her benefit, which meant Andy must be watching, too. Chris? Only one way to check. She fired off a brief message, “You watching Mel’s show?” Contemplating her diary, she wondered how quickly she could wrap up for the day and get home; Mel must have more in store.

“Am I ever. Just as well she sent the warning-I was meeting someone. Will hurry home after last meeting!”

Em’s bursa escort stomach lurched: they were all watching her naked roomie’s exploits. A tingle started to build in her own pelvis at the thought, as she wrote back to Mel. “Is that all?”

Impatiently, Em waited. Hours seemed to pass, though minutes really went by.

“Course not. Just getting dressed.”

That, though, didn’t give any idea of how long Em would have to wait, hoping for more. Sighing to herself, Em tried to concentrate on her work, the faster to leave.

***

Mel sat on the bed. She’d dried herself off, and re-dressed. Not the everyday garb of earlier, which Em had seen her in when she left: that wouldn’t suit at all. No, now she’d gone all out, with rarely-deployed suspender belt and stockings; over them, an indecently low thong, the triangle of which barely rising above her cleft; and a lacy bra that did little, really, to conceal her small breasts. The camera was on its stand at the foot of the bed, the image of her going off into the ether. The knowledge that she was visible melted her, and her pussy flooded as she leant back on the headboard, raised her knees, and parted her legs.

***

Andy dashed across the station, making the change faster than the travel planner had expected, and found a quiet seat in the earlier train. With a bit of luck, there’d be a taxi waiting at the station, and he’d make it back sooner than he’d thought: Mel set quite an incentive. Checking around him for witnesses—Mel might like an audience, but he didn’t want a watcher watching the watcher, as it were—Andy followed her latest streaming link. Buffering was a torment; data connections on a train always are, but finally the screen filled with Mel. Her fingertips traced lightly over the thin fabric covering her slit, as she gazed into the camera with a slight smile. Andy settled into the seat, checked his watch, adjusted his trousers to make space for a growing package.

“That should be long enough for you to log in,” came Mel’s voice through his headphones. Her fingers slipped under the top of the thong, and dipped down towards her cleft. A satisfied sigh came from her as her finger found her clit and started to gently circle. Mel’s other hand reached up, and slid into her bra as she pinched a nipple, gently. The pace on her clitoris started to build, then she broke off to dip her finger into her cunny. Freshly slickened, she went back to the nub, releasing another sigh.

***

Chris finished his phonecall as quickly as was professional, and re-checked his calendar. One more call scheduled, and he could go. He’d have to catch up on, next week, but he could spare the time until then: Mel’s link had popped up while he was talking, and he’d missed the start of the broadcast. He zipped forward, catching glimpses of her settling onto the bed; teasing herself; discarding the bra; tweaking her nipples into prominence. Mel rubbed her clit with two fingers, as her other hand smoothed over her small breasts, down her chest, over her slender waist, and back up. Her eyes were slightly closed now, but still fixed on the all-important camera, and the same small smile played across her face. Determined to put on a good show, she spread her knees a little wider, and the narrow crotch of her thong, pulled up by her busy hand, dug between her lips and pressed on her anus. The muscles in her stomach twitched in sympathy to the new sensation, and she moaned slightly, stretching back against the headboard. Mel added a rhythmic pull outwards to her masturbating hand, pulling the cloth between her nether lips and relaxing it as she worked her clit. A light shudder ran through her.

Chris was an iron rod, trapped at his desk, feverishly calculating how long he could watch before he’d have to pick up the phone, wondering how far Mel would go—how far she’d get. She was twisting a nipple, eyes now closed as she fondled herself. The thong now appeared to be more of a hindrance than a pleasure, though, and she paused to wriggle it off, sending it on its way to join her abandoned bra.

Mel’s twat was now in full view of the camera, her neat pink lips engorged as her fingers returned to the nerve-filled spot buried in the folds. Her other hand came down, now, to join it, and Chris’s stomach jolted as two of Mel’s fingers slowly, purposefully sank into her cunt. Her knees went wide as she filled herself, and the wet fingers gradually re-emerged, before driving in once more. A louder moan, this time, as Mel’s head went back and her fingertips flew over her clit. Gripped by the sight of the finger-fucking Mel was enjoying, Chris didn’t notice the phone until the second ring, and ignored it for four more.

***

Em had locked the door to her office, and dropped the blinds. It was the only way, really. Grateful that she’d worn a short skirt, she’d tugged off her knickers and stuffed them into her bag while Mel buffered: now she, too, was knuckle-deep in her own cunt, with a finger idly bursa ucuz eskort passing over her clitoris. She wanted to be careful; she couldn’t leave evidence of coming, but she saw no reason not to enjoy the show before she could leave and watch in person. Something inner twisted, slightly, at the combination of observing Mel, and the forbidden pleasure of wanking herself at work to the sight.

Mel, flushed now, surfacing somewhat from the consuming sensation of a filled passage and a fingered clit, grinned. Rolling over on to hands and knees, she shuffled down towards the camera, looking back over a shoulder to line herself up. Em’s screen filled with pussy, as Mel reached between her thighs to spread herself, pushing apart her lips to reveal the opening to her wet, ready cunt. As Mel resumed her efforts on her clit, and her fingers once more filled her, Em shuddered, carefully balancing her own pleasure against the need to delay. She’d be able to leave, soon, unremarked upon: not long now, and it was only a short walk home.

***

Mel was soaking, utterly overcome with the idea of her sex so flagrantly on display for her audience as she pleasured herself. Her fingers flew over her clit; pistoned into her cunt; her nipples ached. She bit her lip, but a long moan escaped. Part of her wanted to hold off, delay, prolong; part of her needed the release an orgasm would bring—and there could be more. Denying herself as best she could, she slowed the driving pace, glanced back to check she was still aligned with the lens. Too much: it reminded her of the viewers. Her orgasm came from deep within, as much psychological, this one, as a physical response, and her squeal tore across the airwaves, her twitching perineum an unambiguous mark of her coming for them to see. She shuddered as she leant more weight forward, her pussy muscles spasming slightly as her fingers slowed to a halt.

***

Andrew had been lucky, and a taxi was waiting. Head down, he was intent on his mobile’s small screen, ignoring traffic and the driver’s commentary, as he watched Mel fly to her first orgasm. So consuming was his attention that he sailed past Em, almost running home while glancing at her own phone; he’d get back before her, and it was probably as well that she didn’t notice him in the back of the cab, or realise she’d missed a lift.

He dashed in, discarding jacket and bags untidily as he strode to where he knew Mel waited. Opening the door, he was greeted by the sight of her arse still in the air, as she lazily fingered herself, looking back at him with a grin.

“I thought you’d try to get her quickly,” she laughed, “You must have caught an earlier train.”

“I hoped you’d make it worth my while, though you seem to have done well enough without me!”

Mel rolled off the bed, stood, and collected the camera, pointing it at Andy as she walked towards him.

“Well enough, but I’m glad you’re back. Hold this?”

She passed him the device, and started to undress him. She grinned at the camera,

“I hope you’re both still there: do hurry home,” and laughed at Andy’s face. “Yes, Em and Chris should be watching, too: it wasn’t only for your benefit, honey. I hope you don’t mind?”

Andrew shook his head, chuckling with her. “No, and I shouldn’t be surprised, really. Let the show continue.”

One handed, he helped Mel divest him of his clothes, keeping the lens pointed at the slender, naked girl as she finally freed his cock. She eyed it, hungrily, then glanced to check the camera. She pushed Andy back, to sit on the edge of the bed, and knelt between his knees.

Grinning up, though Andy couldn’t be sure whether it was at him or the lens, she took the swollen head between her lips. Keeping eye contact—with the lens, he was sure, now—Mel’s head bobbed expertly on him as she gradually sank more of his shaft into her mouth. One hand was wrapped around the rod, while the other started to play once more with her twat. Andy adjusted the angle of the camera, keeping the blowjob in the foreground, but hinting at her self-pleasure. Round his cock, Mel seemed to smile, as she spread her legs that little bit more, and extravagantly took him deep.

Andy kept the camera trained on Mel’s face as his penis went in and out, her mouth keeping steady light suction. She was masterful at this, her efforts reinforced by her awareness of the camera.

“You pull the stops out with a camera on you, don’t you?” he asked, rhetorically, and then hissed as she deliberately swirled her tongue over the sensitive rim, and tickled the frenulum.

“She does love an audience,” came a new voice from the doorway. Andy grinned widely, looking over at Em, but kept the camera on his crotch for now.

Mel broke off, her hand slowly pumping Andy as she twisted her head to smirk at her friend.

“Don’t just stand there! You can take the camera: you’ll get better shots than Andy, ’cause you can move around. And take your clothes bursa anal yapan escort off,” she instructed, before enveloping Andy’s member in her mouth once more.

“You definitely don’t mess about,” commented Em, as she flicked her shoes off. Andy weighed up his options, and quietly shifted the camera to capture the second woman undressing. Exhibition not as central to her sexuality as Mel’s, Em didn’t object to being seen, and she hoped Chris, presumably stuck at work, would enjoy doing the seeing. Her eyes fixed on Mel’s rocking head, rather than the camera, she quickly unbuttoned her blouse, left it by her shoes, and unclipped her unremarkable bra. Her breasts, bigger than Mel’s, swung slightly as she bent to step out of her skirt, naked now, but still watching the bobbing blonde head.

“You lose your knickers in the rush home?” Andy teased her.

“Had to lose them earlier, thanks to her provocation. Nearly left a damp patch on my office seat, too.”

Mel giggled round Andy’s shaft, before pulling off with a small, wet noise.

“Give her the camera, Andy, and lie back: it’s my turn.”

Soundlessly, Andy passed it to Em, and did as he’d been told. Em focused on Mel’s arse as she climbed onto the bed, straddling Andy, as she crawled up the bed. Pausing to kiss him deeply, she carried on up, positioning her groin above him. Em filled the frame with Mel’s parted lips as she sank onto Andy’s waiting mouth. A sigh came as he dug the tip of his tongue into her cleft, his hands gripping and steadying her hips. Trained on the lovers, Em slowly circled the bed to capture Mel in profile astride his head, one hand holding her loose hair, the other resting on Andy’s. Em knew the raised hand would be to stretch herself out, giving a good, unimpeded view of her chest: Mel had no secrets.

Conscious of her audience, Em positioned herself opposite the long mirror on the far wall, putting herself in sight of the camera. Framed, now, were the entwined bodies on the bed, with Em in the background: one hand steadying the camera on the couple, while the other circled her nub beneath the small auburn patch of hair she left. Surely Chris wouldn’t be long, now?

With utter self-confidence, Andy’s hand wriggled out from under Mel’s, and wrapped around his own cock. He pumped, slowly, maintaining his erection; knowing it would be required soon. Sure enough, Mel’s breathing began to change, adopting the pattern Em, Chris, and Andy would recognize from whenever she was eaten out. Her back arched as she leant back, supported now by Andy’s hand on her spine, to get her cunt in exactly the position she wanted. Em’s knee trembled, as the sight before her, and the fingertip in her cunny, began to do their work. In the mirror, she could be seen parting her lips as she stared first at Mel’s crotch, then at Andy’s. Mel bucked, and ground herself onto Andy as she gasped.

“That’ll do,” she muttered, huskily, as she pushed herself off him, instructing, “Em, foot of the bed.”

Camera still trained on them, finger still twiddling herself, Em circled back down. Andy, gauging Mel’s need, shifted upwards as she turned and went down the bed, until Mel’s pussy now hovered above Andy’s proud cock.

Em adjusted the camera, making sure she had both Mel’s face and cunt in view to capture that blissful moment of penetration. Her own fingers slid backwards down her slick pussy, to rest just minutely inside her introitus, waiting, ready to mirror the impalement before her.

Gazing at the lens, Mel took Andy’s cock, positioning the fat dark head so it just parted her wet lips. Slowly, eyes trained on the camera, she let herself drop, millimetrically, onto it, her mouth opening slightly and her back arching as she savoured the feeling of his hot shaft stretch and fill her waiting cunny. Em, fingers now deep inside herself, filmed it all, as Mel lifted, equally slowly, from Andy’s glistening-wet shaft, then sank, balls-deep, onto it once more. With practiced grace, and without breaking her slow rhythm, Mel leant back, her hands held on Andy’s chest by his, and her feet astride his thighs. Em drank in the deliberate display, from Andy’s wide-spread legs and heavy balls beneath the steely shaft that was sinking into Mel; from her cunt lips, displaced and pushed aside by his cock, to the visible hood over her clit; up over the taut stomach and small flushed tits, topped with darker nipples pointing skyward; to her ecstatic face, eyes captivated by the camera. An answering shiver ran through Em, sweeping through her own pussy and tingling nipples.

Em plunged her fingers in and out of herself whilst Mel built a rhythm with Andy deep inside her, her eyes fixed on Em’s lens. Em zoomed in, tightly cropping the electronic view to only Mel’s face, then tracked slowly down, lingering on her bobbing tits, then down, again, to rest on Andy’s vertical priapism as Mel’s cunt came up and down on it. Em’s finger raced over her clit as her orgasm built, and a series of moans started to whisper from the blonde impaled on the bed as Mel’s pleasure, too, started to mount. Andy began, now, to drive his hips up to meet Mel’s descent, driving himself forcefully and deeply into her pussy. Mel, balancing now on one hand, found her clit, buried in her nether folds, and began to rub almost frantically.

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“Help Wanted: Assistant, greeter for one person sales operation. Applicant should be Microsoft office proficient have good multitasking ability a must. Have a pleasant outgoing personality.

Call 714-555-2405 for interview bring resume with previous employment and salary history.”

Finally I am able to get an assistant. I have been building my sales marketing company for the last year all by myself and it took a great toll on my personal and social life.

A little back history, I was working for a restaurant equipment manufacturing company for 15 years when they decided that our district office was no longer needed. I was devastated and confused. I thought we were doing a good job hitting our numbers bringing in new clients and making the sales. Not long after I was laid off I had no choice but to begin collecting unemployment while trying to put my resume together and feeling sorry for myself.

I guess my wife couldn’t handle our down turn in lifestyle and left me soon after by announcing she has been having an affair for the past year. We were married for 25 years had two grown kids WTF. This other guy I found out had family money that he liked to show off and I guess she couldn’t resist any longer.

The divorce went quickly thanks to his family’s high priced lawyers. We agreed on a clean break since we had no money to split the kids were grown and I had no job or immediate prospects. We sold the house split the money from the sale after the real estate fees. I got to keep the furnishings in the house and the car, her gift for fucking me over. I took my half and bought a small investment property, a two family building with a storefront on a down town busy street. I moved into the apartment just above the store and started living off the rent I was getting. The third floor was empty when I took over and I left it that way, I didn’t care, the store front was making me enough to live off of for now.

Life sucked, I started drinking and rarely left the house. If I did leave, it was to get more beer and only occasionally food. I hadn’t seen my kids in about 6 months when my son, JJ, dropped by one day. I thought he was going to go ape shit when he came in my apartment and saw the way I was living. He started yelling and swearing he was going to stage an intervention if I didn’t get my act together. I used to watch that show on TV and thought how bad could you let your life get to have to go through that embarrassment? Being as drunk as I was I was in no shape to defend myself. Although I tried to slur something in my defense but even I didn’t understand what I tried to say.

From that moment I knew I had to do something to help myself so I sobered up by going cold turkey. I started to think of what I can do to get out of this funk? I was getting calls every now and then from former customers asking questions about the products I used to make. Since I was still bitter about being laid off I ignored the calls. I started thinking this could work out into something. I returned a few of the calls and made a couple appointments to meet with a few of them. I listened to the issues they were having and offered to help, for a price. Since I worked for so many years on the production lines I knew the products in and out. There was little I didn’t know about any unit. I started putting my number out in the service agency circles and almost immediately started getting calls from service agents who were stuck trying to repair what they were not experienced to do.

These calls started making me money as a freelance adviser and I began thinking what else I could do to expand on my experience. I used my connections in the industry to get an independent rep position for a local sales agent and started knocking on doors and making the sales. In the mean time my store front tenant moved out and I was stuck with an empty space. Luckily I was making enough money now so I wasn’t dependent on the rent to live off of. I made a few agreements with a couple of the factories I was working with to give me some consignment product that I could display and show off. Since I had the space it was an easy set up. Business was picking up and I was really glad to be out of my funk. But now the problems started again. I was getting tired, over worked and in a bad need of some help. At first I tried to call on family for help but being the black sheep for so long all I got was excuses why they couldn’t find the time.

So here I am looking over the advertisement I was about to place in the local paper. Oh well here it goes, I hit send on the computer and off it goes into cyberspace. I am promised it will show up in the classifieds starting in two days but be available on line the following day.

Almost immediately I start getting call responses. I started making interview appointments starting the next day. A few of the people that came in were a NO right from the start, a few were maybe’s. It came down to two women I called them both in for second interviews. In order bursa eskort bayan to get a better sense of their abilities I planned to give them both typing test along with a staged phone call requesting information. From that I thought I was going to pick my candidate.

But of course things don’t go as planned. I had one copy of a rejection letter written out all I had to do was fill out one name or the other. Then Amy came in, completely unexpected, different in a way I couldn’t describe if I wanted to. She looked about 25, jet black waist length hair, pale white almost goth looking, about 5 foot I would guess 100 lb pretty face not loaded with makeup. I noticed a few tattoo’s nothing too reveling or too punkish.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

“I hope so, My name is Amy Williams I hear you have a job opening? I would like to apply, if it’s still available.”

“I was just about to hold my final interviews.” I replied, “I’m sorry you are a bit late. “

“It’s ok”, she replied, “I was just taking a chance.”

She put her head down and started to turn away.

Something intrigued me about her, not wanting her to leave just yet I say “Hold on, if you give me a few minutes maybe we can sit for a sec and you can show me your resume.”

She turned back and gave me a shy smile but it was still a smile.

Then all hell broke loose. The phone started to ring and a customer came in both at the same time. Not being one to be able to turn either away I asked the customer to hold for a sec and I ran to the phone before it stopped ringing. The phone customer needed some information on replacing an existing range they had in their kitchen and the walk in needed the same.

Amy saw my stress and instead of just hanging around waiting for me to finish she actually went up to the customer and started talking to him. She started asking him what kind of range was he interested in purchasing, overall size, how many burners, griddle plate, kind of lower oven? All of the questions I would have asked. How did she know this I wondered?

When I got off of the call Amy excused herself from the customer and came up to me and ran off everything the customer had talked about. She took no written notes, just repeated what she was told in detail.

After she finished I excused myself from her and approached the customer.

“Hi my name is Jim I understand from my assistant you are interested in a 6 burner range………”

We spoke for about 20 min all the while Amy answered a couple calls, took messages and looked the part of my assistant. I was impressed.

When our conversation was done we had a signed sales contract I shook hands with my new client and thanked him for the order. I approached Amy and thanked her.

“You know Amy; I don’t think I would have been able to make that sale if it wasn’t for you. How did you know what to ask?”

“I worked in restaurants a lot and I am familiar with the sample you have over there.”

“First thing let me put out the closed sign so we can have a few minutes to talk without being interrupted and you can show me your resume.” I say.

There’s that look again. “What’s wrong?” I asked

“I don’t have a resume; I have been out of work for a while and don’t have access to a computer to have one printed. I can tell you anything you need to know. I can even show you my typing skills or whatever else you want to see.”

“Well I can see already you have good note taking skills your computer skills seem to be good. Why don’t you just tell me about yourself?”

“I have been out of work for a while and I am about to lose my apartment if I don’t find a job quick. I heard from the neighborhood you were looking for someone and I thought I would try my luck. My last job was at the Neighbor Diner across town, I was the chef’s helper. I worked there for about two months when the owner started hitting on me. When I told him no he suddenly realized he didn’t need a chef’s helper any more.” She says.

“Did you file a complaint?” I asked

“No, what was the use? It’s right across from the court house and who do you think the judges would believe me or their stomachs?” she replied.

She had a point, I knew that guy, and I sold him some of his kitchen equipment. Had a bad feeling about him then, he seemed skuzzy, guess it was true.

“Ok Amy, give me until tomorrow and let me think things over and I will let you know. I have an obligation to the other two applicants to finish their interviews.” I tell her

“I understand, would you mind if I just stop by tomorrow?” she says “I really have no way for you to contact me right now?”

“Sure,” I say “about this time tomorrow will be fine.”

We said our goodbyes and she left. Tomorrow was Saturday. I had no meetings arranged so I could focus on the interviews.

All night I couldn’t stop thinking of her. I even went as far as fantasizing about her. I began to stroke my cock as I wondering bursa otele gelen eskort bayan what she looked like under those clothes. If she had any more tattoos maybe one across her lower back, the tramp stamp. I envisioned her dark hair splayed across my bed with her thin pale legs tight up against her chest as my face is buried in the sweetest tasting pussy I have ever eaten. I run my tongue the length of her slit and back not stopping until I take a stab into her puckered rose. This sends her into a mind shattering orgasm I feel her legs tighten around my neck until I can feel the pressure starting to cut off my air supply. As she comes back down to earth I wrap her legs around my waist as I shove all of my 7 inches in and out of her hairless pussy. I start with a slow fluid in and out motion but I feel her pulling me in harder slamming my full length in over and over.

“Harder fuck me harder!” Amy demands.

“Shove that beautiful cock in me” Amy screams.

Not being as young as I used to be and still a bit out of shape I wrap her in my arms pulling her up to me and without losing contact I flip us both over where she is now on top. I release her from my grasp and in an instant she is bolts upright and I swear I can feel my dick slide even deeper in to her silk lined love canal. Amy leans forward grabbing onto my chest hairs and starts slamming her hips into mine fucking me hard and fast. I can feel my balls start to tighten and grunt that I am about to cum. Just as I am about to fill her with my seed Amy leaps off of my cock and engulfs my entire length in her throat. Bobbing her head up and for maybe two strokes I fire my first volley of white hot liquid into her mouth. I look down at this beautiful creature sucking me with determination of inhaling my life force.

The second volley of cum shoots from my cock and hits me right in the face waking me from my lust filled fantasy. Shaking my head trying to get my bearings back I look around and see that just my luck I am still alone and with my cum starting to drip down the side of my chest. I grab the towel I used from my shower before my thoughts again run away with this intriguing waif of a vision.

The Saturday interviews came and went. The two people I had lined up just couldn’t seem to match what I saw in Amy yesterday. I thanked them and sent them on their way. I was in the middle of writing their rejection letters when Amy knocked on the door. I closed my lap top and walked over and invited her in.

When Amy walked I noticed she didn’t come alone. Along with her was a little girl of about 6 with Blond hair in pig tails beautiful green eyes definitely her mother’s daughter. I asked for her name and she replied Suzie.

“Really?” I said, “well that’s a very pretty name but I think you came a day late for the Job of my assistant” I joked. She giggled saying “No silly it’s my mom who is looking for the job I’m too young.” “Well yea” I say “you’re too late because it’s your mom who got the job ahead of you.”

I looked over at Amy and just winked, I could swear I saw a tear form in her eye as she turned away.

“Suzie?” “Let me and your mom talk for a sec ok?” “And if you want to cook just don’t burn anything.” And there was that giggle again as she turned to play.

Turning my attention back to Amy, “well then we have a few minor details to work out. The basic paperwork, tax forms, application for the file and I will ask you to sign a confidentially agreement. It basically says that you agree, if you were to leave my employ that you will not disclose my cost structure or pricing agreements. Is that ok?”

“No problem” replies Amy, “But I don’t think I will be leaving any time soon, I hope.”

“Well then it settled I can start you off with a salary of $30,000 per year with commission for sales done here from the store. Work week is Monday thru Friday 8-5 Saturdays only if we have a client that demands it. Your responsibilities will include the bookkeeping, managing my appointments and of course greeting when it comes to that, as you remember from yesterday.”

I went on about my expectations regarding timelines, organization and my favorite dress code. “I expect business casual nothing too reveling and no street clothes. I expect 100% professional look and attitude. Agreed?”

Turning the papers toward her I finally look up and I was looking at the biggest most beautiful smile I saw in a very long time. Amy was beaming, to over use an old saying, she reached over the desk and placed her hand over mine and said thank you. Taking my pen she signs each of the forms.

“Well don’t thank me yet, I reply, you haven’t seen the books yet. You are going to need a lot of pencils to get those back in order,” I joke.

“Well now that the formalities are over how about some lunch? I know this place around the corner, good friends of mine we can sit and get to know each other a little better.” Turning bursa eve gelen escort to the little beauty playing cook “Suzie would you like some pasta for lunch?”

“I like spaghetti and meatballs” she says.

“Well I think we can get Mario to get something together for you.” I tell her.

The three of us sat in the restaurant for a long while, Amy and I talking while Suzie charmed Mario out of dessert, not that it was that hard. I found out Amy was running away from an abusive relationship and they were living day to day in a rooming house on the other side of town. I told her of my divorce and how it almost ruined me and how my son saved me. After we finished eating I asked where her car was so I could drop her off at it.

“I don’t have a car I came by bus, we can just take the bus back it’s ok I couldn’t ask for you to do any more than you already have. “

I had a meeting to get to on the other end of town so I said ok. As we left Mario came over and gave her a dish to take with her, for later he said as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. We said our thank you’s and good by’s and left.

The following Monday there was knock on the door looking at my watch it was only 7:30 Amy said she came right over after dropping Suzie at school. “Doesn’t make sense to go all the way home and have to leave again to come here. ”

“No problem” I said, “I have coffee made up stairs in my apartment would you like me to get you a cup?”

“Thanks that would be great I haven’t had any yet.” She replies.

“Ok, be right back.” After I get back with the cups mine just milk and hers with 4 sugars, I sat with her to show her my filing system, as it were, and the basic surroundings. In the basement I show her the files I have stored and where I keep some of the parts and tools I use when I go on repair jobs.

After a few hours of this I ask her,”So, that’s the place. Did I scare you off?”

“No, I like a challenge” she says, “and this is going to be a challenge.” I look at her in surprise and she gives me a wink to show she is joking.

Back upstairs I let her know I have an appointment in the afternoon and I will be leaving for a while. She can show herself out if I am not back in time. I let her know that I have a coffee pot upstairs in my apartment if she wants more but please don’t mind the mess I am as good a cleaner upstairs as I was down here.

The next few weeks were surprisingly busy, a good sign the economy is picking up. Amy is great, the office is in order for a change my appointments are in order clients are happy with her and I feel much less stressed.

I also notice my apartment is looking cleaner. The dishes are washed and put away the living room is straightened. Magazines are piled neatly the couch pillows are actually on the couch as opposed to the floor. And it smelled clean. I asked Amy why she was doing that, “I hope you don’t feel that I implied it is part of your duties while you’re here.”

“No, she replies, I just thought since you are so busy and have been so nice I thought I would do something nice back.” Besides, she adds with a wink, “I couldn’t find a clean cup anywhere.”

I was in the office one day and I noticed Amy was looking like she was just making herself busy. Not really what I expected to see from her. I ask what the problem is.

“Well,” she responds, “when you are here in the office and since there is only one computer I have to keep myself busy with what ever I can find.” WOW, the stupid light was just glaring over my head at that point, how could I be that unobservant? I pick up the phone and I call a friend of mine who is a computer wiz and tell him I need to set up a small office network with a new top of the line computer and I need it right away. No problem he says it will take a couple days to get what I need but you will be running by the end of the week.

“Just like that,?” Amy says, “You are going to install an office network no questions asked?”

“Why not?” I reply, “You have so far exceeded all expectations I could hope for in a helper, and a friend, you deserve your own computer and workspace. This way we will be linked and not have to look over each others shoulders all of the time. I just feel so stupid I didn’t think of it till now.”

“Why so surprised?”

“No one has ever trusted me enough to do what you have done for me in just so little time as we have known each other.” Amy confesses.

“Well obviously no one took the time.” I reply.

“OK so here’s the deal. There’s an equipment show coming up in Orlando I think it would be a great idea for you to come and look around maybe get a few idea’s for some new products you think we could add to our lines. What do you think? That would depend on weather you might be able to get a sitter to watch Suzie for a few days?”

“If it is alright with you and I could bring Suzie my parents live not far from there and they have been asking to see her. I would pay her share of the plane of course.” Amy askes.

“I didn’t realize you were from Florida?: I say.

“I’m not, they moved there a few years ago to retire I stayed back in New Jersey until I came here.” She says

“Doesn’t matter anyway, no way you can bring Suzie.” I tell her.

“But?????” She had a look of disappointment in her face.

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I woke up shivering. The air had turned cold and I was wrapped all around Kyle, stealing his body heat. I pressed my face to his hairy, broad chest and inhaled. He smelled so good, and it came to me that something was different. He smelled too good.

He still had that spicy-desert-night smell, but there was a new underlying scent. It was like wind soughing through the grasses of some high cold meadow, earthy and clean. It was my scent. I moved my nose closer to his armpit and inhaled. The smells complemented each other, ultra-masculine. It was the reverse of my own new scent. It made my cock hard as rock, like an aphrodisiac despite the cold air.

I gently pulled away from Kyle’s embrace and left him sleeping. I pulled the other sleeping bag over him and went to the tent opening. It was still very early, the sun not even risen. We’d left our clothes and stuff in the truck and I planned to make a dash for it. I unzipped the flap and stepped out to look at the clearing. There were seven tents set up in a loose circle, plenty of space between them.

At one end were the remains of a campfire I’d barely noticed the night before. John was standing there laying in wood for a new fire. He saw me at the same time I’d noticed him. He glanced at my stiff dick and up to my face, he shook his head back and forth as he gave me a little wave. I took off for Kyle’s truck. I grabbed our bags and ran back to the tent, waving at John again with a big smile on my face.

I entered the tent and searched my bag for the lube we’d packed. I found it and set it near the pillows. My hormones were raging, the smell of Kyle inside the small tent making my dick leak. I crawled between the sleeping bags and positioned my body over Kyle’s. I forced his legs open for me and cradled my crotch into his. I kissed his lips softly to rouse him.

“Wake up, Kyle. I’m hungry.” A growl escaped my lips on the last word. His eyes fluttered open, confusion plain in them.

“Huh? What time is it?” He kissed me, my lips so close to his and I squirmed over him. I pushed my cock into his stomach, grunting and purring.

“Hungry for what, baby?” He started smiling.

“Get a whiff of yourself, Kyle. You smell so good, it’s making me so fucking hard.” I leaned forward and forced my tongue past his lips, into his mouth. My dick was aching so bad, I was afraid I would come so I pulled away from him slightly. He took the space to sniff at himself, his eyes widening.

“It worked. Mmm, I smell good. You like that, baby?”

“Kyle, I’ve gotta fuck you.”

“Shh, Tony. Everyone will hear us, we can’t.” He gave me a soft kiss before speaking again, “We’re surrounded by more than a dozen werewolves with supernatural hearing. Let’s go out to the woods.”

“Kyle.” I moaned out his name, trying to keep it low. I was so frustrated and aroused I thought I might die. The urge to fuck him felt primal and beyond necessary. I thought I might die from the need. Then inspiration struck, thank God I knew my man and what he liked.

“Come on, Kyle. We’ll keep it down, I promise. You can bite the pillow.” I smiled down at him.

“No, baby. Let’s go outside and find a nice spot.”

“You don’t want me to fuck you again.”

“That’s not it, baby, I swear. I want it again, but I am kind of sore….” He looked up at me, gauging my reaction. But I had a plan. I leaned close to his ear and ran my tongue over it, before whispering.

“Please, Kyle. I’m so fucking hot for you, I have to be inside you. Please? I’ll make it up to you, really, I’ll make you the happiest man alive.” I pulled up to lick at his smiling lips.

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah. You know I love your big cock.” I rolled my hips against his as I spoke, rubbing my hard cock against his waking dick. “Just let me fuck, and tonight we can switch places. Tonight, I want you to fuck my pussy. I want you to pound me until I come. I want you to make me beg for that huge cock. I want it deep and hard.” Kyle’s cock was now full and hot along mine. He’d brought his legs up, pulling them wider for me, although I didn’t think he’d realized it.

“Please, Kyle? Roll over for me, I’ll make you come.” I rose up onto my knees, using my hands to urge him over while keeping up the dirty talk. “I want you to fuck me all night long, leave my cunt sore and dripping with your come.”

I got in position behind him. I looked down at my cock, so red and full that the skin was shiny. I knew I was making promises I’d have to keep but I wanted to keep them. First, I had to get inside Kyle’s ass. I grabbed the lube and poured some down the crease of his ass. I rubbed my fingers in the slick, right over his opening. I pushed one finger into him, trying to be gentle. He moaned and I forced in another.

“You’ll fuck me so good. I love when you’re so deep inside me. Never seen a cock so big, you’ll split me open. I’ll scream so loud, everyone will hear and know that I’m yours.” I twisted the fingers, making him stretch. He groaned and pushed his bursa suriyeli escort escort ass back at me. I reached for the lube again and drizzled it over my dick.

“Take me, now, Kyle.” I pulled his hips up until he was on his knees and pushed my cock in. I couldn’t wait for him to get accustomed to my big dick. I pulled out all the way and thrust fully back into him. He whimpered, keeping the sound muffled in the pillow.

“Fuck, Kyle. It’s so good, so tight.” I pulled out and forced my way back in some more, enjoying his tight heat. Finally he pushed back to meet my hips and moaned, he was getting into it. I dropped down over him, both of us moaning at the new angle. I started fucking him for real, deep strokes, varying my pace. I lapped at the skin of his shoulders and neck, up into his hair. I had him whimpering and moaning.

I straightened up and held still, keeping him fully impaled. “Fuck yourself on my cock, Kyle.” He rose onto his hands and thrust his hips back at me, tentatively. Another whimper escaped his lips, barely audible. He started hammering his ass back onto my dick, arching his back to get the position just right.

“Yeah, show me how much you love it, Kyle.” I grabbed his hips, digging my fingers into the soft skin over his bones. “Fuck, Kyle.” I slammed into him, uncaring of the loud smacks as our flesh connected. I set the pace again, building to a faster and faster rhythm. I gripped him tighter, pulling his body back to meet each of my hard plunges.

“Come for me, Kyle.” He growled loudly, turning it into a whimper as I felt his hole contracting around my cock. I fucked him harder and he cried out. The squeezing grip on my dick pushed me over the edge and I spilled my come into him, crying out myself.

I panted over him for a moment and then rolled us both onto our sides. I kept him on my dick and pulled him tighter against my front. I moved us out of the puddle of come he’d left on the sleeping bag and pulled the other over us. I kissed his shoulder and wrapped him in my arms before passing out.

When I woke again the sky was considerably brighter. I rolled over wondering where Kyle was. I vaguely remembered him pulling away from me and soothing me back to sleep at some point. I heard laughing and playful cries coming from outside the tent. Seemed that the pack was in a good mood.

I pulled some of Kyle’s clothes out of his bag, hoping to surprise him with this little fetish of ours. I found some small, tight running shorts. They had a lining sewn into them, like underwear, and I pulled them on, enjoying the way they cupped my dick and balls. They didn’t cover as much as my boxers would have and I felt my cock twitching at the thought of Kyle admiring me in them. I slid on some sandals and went out to find my wolf.

I emerged smiling, scanning for Kyle. Everyone went quite and they were watching me. I found Kyle by the fire and he waved me over. John and Brady were there watching Kyle cook breakfast. I caught him scanning my body, lingering over my crotch. When he finally reached my eyes I gave him a knowing smirk and I saw some light color creep into his cheeks.

“Hey, it’s Tony, the whammy man.” Brady called out as I got closer.

He stood up to bump knuckles with me. “Huh?” I smiled in confusion at the three friends.

“Jeesh, Tony. I don’t know what you did to us, but it was awesome! You can put the whammy on me anytime. Mike and Tim might be a little pissed, but that’s what they get for bunking together.”

“What are you talking about, Brady? Kyle, I don’t get it.” I looked back and forth between them, uncomprehending.

Kyle growled out, “Shut up, Brady.” He turned to me and smiled. He shoveled up a plate of home-fries and eggs from the pan on the fire and handed it to me.

“Have something to eat and we’ll go talk, baby.”

I nodded as John handed me a fork, a big smile plastered on his face. Kyle took my hand and led me over to the vehicles. He let down the tailgate of his truck and we both hopped up onto it. I gladly dug into the food, starving. I could tell with the first bite that Kyle had made it.

“Good, Tony?” I was humming and purring. “Glad you like it. I have to tell you something. First, let me just say that it’s no big deal.” I’d slowed down chewing and nodded at him. He’d brought a cup of coffee and he handed it to me.

“This morning was fucking perfect.” He leaned closer to murmur, “I hope you meant what you said about tonight, too.” I nodded and took a sip of coffee to clear my throat so I could tell him but he started talking again before I could.

“No one knows why werewolves form into packs, we assume it’s instinct, like wolves in the wild. We form intense bonds with our pack members, sometimes stronger than our family bonds. Look at John and Brady, they followed me to another state when we were little more than pups. We don’t know if the pack thing is metaphysical, linked to the magic that bursa ucuz escort makes us wolves, or if it’s biological, like pheromones or something. But we are intrinsically connected in some way to the other members of our pack.

“This morning, when you made love to me, we roused something in the rest of the pack. I should say that we aroused them, I guess.” He chuckled and rubbed a hand across my cheek, stroking his thumb over my cheekbone. “Everyone had the urge to mate, I mean, like it was necessary. We might not have even noticed it, but John was up and he says he practically attacked Sarah after he saw you run to the truck in all your glory.” He laughed and took the half eaten plate of food from me to set beside him.

“No one knows what happened with Mike and Tim. They must have been affected too. I know they’re straight but something must have happened, ’cause they won’t even look each other in the eye.” He grinned over at me, watching me from beneath his dark eyelashes. I could feel myself turning red.

“We’ll just have to be a little more careful in the future, Tony. No one got hurt, but I don’t know what might happen next time. Usually one couple can’t affect the whole group like that, maybe because I’m the Alpha…. I don’t know, maybe it’s connected to how we can speak to one another in our animal form, or maybe it’s because you mated to me last night. Who knows? We’ll just make sure to put some distance between us and the rest of them next time. At least, until we get a handle on this.” I nodded and turned to look out at our pack.

They were all running around, laughing. Some were holding hands and some were chasing each other. I saw Susan come out of her tent and Brady racing over to her, she took off for the woods and he gave chase. She was giggling and flipping her long blond hair, he was howling and trying to grab her ass.

“I guess whatever it is, it’s still lingering, huh?” I looked at Kyle and he nodded, grinning wide.

“Let’s go help them burn off some energy.” He pointed to the moon, still visible, low in the southeast sky. He took my hand and pulled me off the truck.

“I remember smelling water last night. There must be a lake or something over there.” He waved towards the west. He turned toward the clearing and whistled, loud enough to hurt. Everyone stopped and turned to watch as Kyle flung off his clothes and changed. They began following suit, one by one. I tugged off the shorts, throwing them into the bed of the truck, and let myself shift.

Kyle took off and I followed him, along with the rest of the pack. We ran for miles, dashing between trees and jumping over fallen trunks, the wolves howling and barking. Kyle stopped every so often to scent the air then we’d be on our way again. Finally we found the lake set in a valley between two low mountains.

We all ran for the lake, not slowing down, and jumped in. The water was super cold but invigorating. I paddled out a ways and turned to head back in. I watched all the wolves playing in the shallow water like puppies. I ducked under the water and came up human. I swam into the shallows, looking for Kyle.

I found him wrestling with another wolf over a stick. I called his name and he trotted over to me. His wolf looked so much bigger when I was in human form, bigger than any dog I’d ever seen. I put my hand out for him to smell me and he pushed his big head into my palm. I knelt down and scratched behind his ears while he licked my face.

[You taste good. Oh yeah, right there.] I was surprised to hear his voice in my head, but I didn’t stop scratching and petting. His right hind leg started thumping against the ground when I scratched harder where he’d said, like he couldn’t stop it. I started laughing, falling onto the ground. He came over and put his forepaws on my chest, pinning me, and growled. I laughed even harder, couldn’t stop laughing.

When I calmed down some he grinned down at me. He licked my face a couple times, purposely licking over my lips.

“Yuck, dog slobber.” I pushed my arms into his chest, forcing him off me. “Gross, Kyle. Turn, I want to swim.” He changed, laughing even as his human form fully emerged.

“You don’t mind it when I look like this. I was just giving you a kiss, baby.” He started laughing again.

“Sure, sure. You can keep your doggy kisses, fucker.” I sprang up, pushing my shoulder into his stomach and grabbing him by the back of the thighs, I stood up. I carried him toward the lake. He slapped my ass, protesting to be put down, so I threw him into the water. He came up sputtering, “Fuck, it’s cold.”

I jumped out to meet him and keep him in the water then took his hand to drag him out deeper. We swam out toward the middle of the lake, keeping pace with one another. Before too long Kyle slowed and turned onto his back. I did the same and we lay there floating with our fingers linked. He turned to me and without warning pushed me under. It was my turn to come bursa üniversiteli escort up sputtering water.

“That’s what you get. Fair play, baby.” He pulled me to him and wrapped my legs around his waist. We both were treading water with our arms, gazes locked. I felt his cock growing against my thigh. He turned to look over his shoulder.

“Think they can see us?” He turned back to me, grinning, that sexy little thing he did where just the corners of his lips curled up.

“I think we’re pretty far away. You have something in mind, pup?” He growled and nodded to the closer shore. I used my legs to pull him under, letting him go quick I took off for the shore. He tried to grab my ankles but just missed me and a second later I heard him cutting into the water behind me. I pushed myself and made it to the shore a full minute before he did.

He came out of the water dripping, his tan line drew my eyes to his dick. It had lost some of its rigidity, but it was still swollen and pointing out from his incredible body. As he approached me, laughing, I got up on my knees and swallowed his wet cock.

“Aghh, no fair, baby. I was going to throw you back in. Shit, you’re throat feels so warm after that water.” I held him in my mouth and throat, feeling him grow hard inside me. I swallowed against the head and he groaned. He held my head and thrust gently into my mouth a couple times before groaning and pulling out.

“They can see us, Tony. Let’s go up in the trees.” He pulled me up and guided me towards the trees with a hand on my shoulder. He guided me to the wide trunk of a big, old tree and pushed me against it. I threw my hands out to catch myself against the bark and Kyle stepped in close behind me. He put one hand on my shoulder, holding me bent toward the tree, and put his other hand on my hip. He ran his thumb in circles over the skin at the top of my ass. He pressed his cock up to me, rubbing it between my ass cheeks. He used his feet to kick my legs farther apart, opening me up.

“How about a taste of what’s to come?” I moaned and pushed my ass back. I wanted him to fuck me, and realized that I missed his big dick inside of me. I expected, wanted him to take me hard and fast. I wanted him to be brutal, feral and shove his cock into me. I let out a begging, slutty little whimper. I was surprised when he pulled away and suddenly I felt the whiskers on his chin scraping along the cleft of my ass. He used his hands to pull my ass open and drove his tongue into me.

“Oh, K-Kyle. Fuck me.” I was gasping and stuttering. He spit onto my hole and used his tongue to press the saliva into me. My dick went hard as a rock. “Now, Kyle. I need you now.”

He stood up, I heard him spit a couple times, and suddenly his cock was pushing up into me. I met the pressure, pushing out with my inner muscles, and helped him impale me. He immediately started hammering his cock into me making my ass burn with the friction. We were both grunting and groaning, gasping and unable to speak as he worked his cock in and out of me. He was gripping my hips with both hands, I knew I’d have bruises bracketing my pelvis, while he assaulted my ass.

He pulled me up onto my toes, suspending me on his dick. He gave me three thrusts, going so deep, and I started screaming with the force of my orgasm. He followed right behind me, fucking into me hard, and I felt his hot come spurting inside me as he howled.

He pulled me up to lean back against him. I let my head fall back onto his shoulder as he shuddered, still pumping into me. We caught our breath for a moment then he pulled his dick slowly from inside me, letting some of his come leak out and run down the insides of my thighs. He turned me around and gave me a searing kiss, crushing my lips against my teeth. He ran one hand up into my hair as I cradled his shoulders.

“God, baby. It just gets better and better.” He cupped my ass with his other hand, pushing his middle finger just inside my come-slick hole. “Think that’ll hold us until tonight?” I nodded before laying my head on his shoulder and licking the salty sweat there.

“We should be heading back, before they start worrying. You gonna make it?”

“Yeah, let’s go, love.” I straightened up and took his hand to walk back to the lake.

We walked into the water and it helped cool down my overheated body. The water refreshing us, we swam for the distant shore. The rest of the pack had shifted back and most of them were lying in the sun, some of them still splashing in the water. As we got closer Brady and Susan got up to meet us at the shore.

Brady saw the handprints at my hips, just starting to turn a deeper color, and shook his head, grinning. Susan saw him and swatted at his arm.

“Ow, honey. Domestic violence.” She leaned up to kiss him on the cheek and he wrapped an arm around her. Then he leveled a serious look at Kyle and said, “Chicken-fight.” Susan laughed as he dragged her out into the water and ducked to put his head between her legs. He lifter her easily and turned toward us. I shrugged at Kyle and he smiled.

“We can take ’em, baby.” He pulled me out into deeper water and ducked down to lift me onto his shoulders. We took a second to get our balance then squared off against the other couple. Kyle and Brady approached each other and when we got close enough Susan and I reached to grapple.

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