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Neighbourly Ladies Ch. 02

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This story is set in England, so the words used are English not American. It continues after ‘Neighbourly Ladies’ Chapter 1, and tells of two ladies finding themselves, so please don’t read it if you don’t like this idea.

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When Tom was at home we would sometimes go out for a meal together as a foursome. I was pleased that Tom got on so well with Elizabeth’s husband Chris. I thought that he was a bit effeminate but he seemed nice enough. It was funny really as he would almost jump to attention when Elizabeth told him to do something. Anyone could see she was the boss.

My husband Tom was totally different and it was noticeable that Elizabeth was very respectable when Tom was present. If Chris was with us on his own, Elizabeth seemed to ignore him, so I started to ignore him as well.

One evening the four of us went out to dinner. I told Elizabeth that Tom had to leave for an overseas trip the next morning. She smiled. So did I. She knew I wanted to see her again.

At the end of the meal she whispered: “Ring me as soon as he has gone!”

So the morning after Tom had left I rang her to tell her that I was free and she told me to come around at 11 am.

I agreed, and then she asked me: “What underwear are you wearing Margaret?”

I told her I had some little skimpy bikini knickers on.

She simply said: “That’s no good, Margaret, I want you in tight white cotton panties. They are much more suitable for a woman of your age, and better for your pussy than that thong you wore last time.”

I don’t know why I was so subservient but I simply answered: “Yes Elizabeth.”

Again it seemed so natural to ask: “What else would you like me to wear Elizabeth?”

She went silent for a minute so I waited.

Then she said “I want you in that nice beige sweater-dress.”

I asked: “Do you mean my short angora woollen dress, Elizabeth?”

She laughed: “Yes Margaret. I’d like you in cuddly soft wool and nice white knickers. You should leave your bra off too.” I don’t know why but I felt so giggly.

I let myself into her house – she’d lent me a spare key the week after we’d first moved in – and went into the lounge to see her sitting in their sofa wearing just the pink v-neck cardigan that she’d had on the last time we’d played, and plain tight white panties – no skirt at all.

I gasped but somehow it didn’t surprise me.

She looked at me and smiled: “I do like you in that dress Margaret, and with no bra you look so cuddly and soft.”

I murmured gratefully: “Thank you Margaret.”

I couldn’t understand myself. I was in my forties and yet I felt so thankful if she said anything nice to me.

It got even more bizarre as I stood in front of her and she smiled: “You are a good little girl, aren’t you Margaret, wearing just what I wanted and doing just what I say.”

“Well of course – I hope I’m polite enough for you Elizabeth.”

She nodded.

“Pull your dress up Margaret, and let me see your panties.” she ordered.

I didn’t even question it, and just pulled up the hem of my short dress, displaying my tight white cotton knickers.

Again I felt relieved when she smiled: “You are a good girl for wearing just what I said. You do want to be a good little girl for Mummy, don’t you Margaret?”

I am 43 but felt in a dream as I heard myself answering: “Yes Mummy.”

She was sitting in front of me with her legs together, and opened her arms before telling me: “Come to Mummy, Margaret and kneel over me. Keep your legs apart to straddle mine.”

As I moved forward she pulled me partly on top of her so I grabbed the back of the chair, with my knees on the sofa, so I was left straddling her with my legs wide apart, feeling somehow vulnerable despite being on top of her. She pulled my head down and kissed me full on the lips, her tongue just licking at my lips.

“Now I’ve got you where I want you!” she smiled, and I felt her arms encircling me then stroking down my back, feeling the softness of the wool, moving down to squeeze my pantied bottom. It was a ridiculous position for two women of our age but it felt so lovely as her hands stroked softly but firmly over the tight cotton of my panties.

We stayed like that for ages as she fondled me, feeling round my waist under the dress, and over the soft wool where my breasts were hanging down.

“Mmm,” she murmured, “I do love the feel of your body under this soft wool. Your titties feel even more gorgeous than before, now they are hanging in front of me, and your bottom feels so nicely firm under your knickers. I can’t wait to taste your pussy again, Margaret!”

I flushed, but loved the feelings she was giving me, and in this position I just had to let her make all the moves.

She moved both hands down to my panties, stroking over my bottom then getting closer to my cunt as she followed the line of the elastic round and slipped between my legs.

Then she whispered up to me: “Undo my buttons, Margaret. Get Mummy’s tits out.”

It was Gaziantep Olgun Escort difficult to do from this position, but I did as I was old, reaching down with one hand to fumble at each button, as I had to keep my other arm on the back of the sofa to stop myself falling on her. Despite only having one hand, the buttons seemed to opened easily, and the soft woollen fabric just fell away with each button, until her beautiful big breasts were fully exposed and the wool hung each side of her, framing them prettily.

As she put her hands between my legs and started to rub my panty gusset I started to moan but I knew how good she was and besides, straddling her like I was, I couldn’t stop her anyway.

Soon her fingers had wormed their way inside my panties, and I felt them tickling my cunt as the explored me further. I was feeling quite damp and squidgy now, so I opened my legs more and felt her fingers move gently inside me.

She whispered: “Is this nicer than with your husband Margaret?”

“Oh God yes Elizabeth, he’s not gentle like you – he seems to think he can just push a finger in any time.”

“Is he any good at fucking you, Margaret?”

It was a very personal question about the private side of my marriage but I had no hesitation in confessing “No, Elizabeth. He doesn’t satisfy me at all. He usually just sticks himself in me, then pushes up and down till he’s finished. That’s when he can get hard enough to stick in me at all.”

“Well from now on Margaret, you will tell me every time he fucks you, or tries to. Then we will make love properly afterwards, to make up for it”

I nodded.

“Margaret?” she smiled.

“Yes Elizabeth”

“I will satisfy you fully. You know I will, don’t you?”

It didn’t seem strange to me so I answered “Yes, I know you will Elizabeth, just like you did last time.”

“So now I will finger fuck you to start with, Margaret.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant by ‘to start with’ but again I quickly replied: “Oh yes please, I want you to finger me Margaret.”

She knew I was nervous about Tom and she murmured: “I will fuck you whenever Tom is not around.” I wasn’t sure if she had used the word finger.

I suddenly wondered about her husband so asked: “What about Chris, Elizabeth?”

She didn’t seem to understand the question. “What about him?”

“Will we have to wait until he’s gone out?”

She laughed: “Don’t worry about him Margaret. He will do as he is told. He’s in his room now, probably looking at porn on the internet.” Somehow I didn’t doubt her power over him.

Chris had a small build but his face was quite attractive. When I had mentioned it to Elizabeth the other day she had said ‘I know Margaret he can be quite pretty’. It was a strange way to talk about her husband but I didn’t dare ask any more.

So Elizabeth continued her fingering of me, with me straddling her and watching her breasts wobbling as her fingers did their wonderful work. I just stayed still, taking in the beautiful feelings of my neighbour’s fingers inside my knickers as she flicked at my clitty and pushed deep inside me. After a while I’d started a gentle rocking movement, pushing down on her as her fingers pushed up inside me, and relishing the fingering of my clitty with each thrust.

“Mmmm well I think you’re ready now, don’t you?” she smiled up at me. “You won’t cum very well in this position, so let’s have you on the floor, with your dress pulled right up and your legs apart. Then I’ll be able to get to you properly!”

Feeling so strange, yet somehow so natural, I just did as she said, standing up first before sitting down on the big rug in the centre of the room.

“Now just pull that dress up and lay back, with your legs wide apart, and your hands behind your head.” she ordered.

So I meekly did as I was told, feeling the cool air as it reached my cunt, and letting the soft wool of my dress crumple up around my shoulders. I felt totally exposed, yet somehow it all seemed perfectly normal. Maybe it was because she’d fucked me already, so I knew what pleasures she could give me.

Elizabeth stood up, her breasts wobbling as she moved, and stood over me with her hands on her hips.

“You are such a good neighbour, aren’t you, doing just as I say? Now I’m going to give you a special treat!”

And to my surprise she went out of the room.

I heard some noises outside, and in a couple of minutes she was back, with a big black strap-on dildo at the front of her panties. I was shocked – but somehow couldn’t think of what to say or do.

“First a little sucking is in order, my dear, before I get on to the fucking!” she smiled, bending down between my legs and parting my folds with her fingers.

I gasped as he tongue licked my clitty – she just did it so well. Then she was kissing and licking and sucking at me as my body gave in to her again. At the back of my mind was the black dildo, but somehow her pleasuring mouth was just too good to think of anything else.

Then I felt her slip her fingers into me again, and I pushed down on her to welcome them back. God she was a good lover, always knowing what I wanted next, and giving it to me so skilfully.

I was panting now and my hips writhing in her face as she got me more and more excited.

Suddenly she pulled back and knelt up, and I saw again the black dildo strapped to her hips. It looked much bigger than Tom, both fatter and longer, but I was so far gone now that I didn’t care.

She inched towards me, then got into position, opening my wet lips with her fingers to push the dildo against me.

“Oh, I almost forgot!” she smiled, just before she began to penetrate me. “It needs to be nice and wet before I push it in you, doesn’t it, so I’ll just come over for you to suck it a little.”

And she moved round to my head, lowering the tool to my mouth and pushing it into me.

Subconsciously I just opened my mouth to take it in – and it was huge. I’d sucked Tom on a few occasions when he was particularly forceful, but he didn’t feel anything like this size. So I just licked, tasting my own juices on the end, and sucked at it as Elizabeth looked down on me, smiling down as she pushed it into my mouth. But quite soon she pulled it back out again.

“That’ll do,” she said, “It just needs to be wet for your cunt, not for your oral pleasuring.”

And she moved back between my legs, opening my folds again with her fingers before pushing the dildo into me.

I gasped to start with, as it felt so big, but soon her fingers were flicking at my clitty, exciting me to relax as she gently pushed it further into me. As she leaned forwards to push it further up me, she slipped a hand up my dress to feel my nipple, and began thrusting with her hips, just like Tom did. The feel of her fingers on my nipple just melted me again, and I felt her pushing the dildo further and further up inside me, until I was taking it all and she was right on top of me.

As she leaned forward further, so her head moved nearer to mine, and she moved down to kiss me, pushing her cunt-flavoured tongue into my mouth. My tongue met hers and we played, as her dildo thrusting continued with my hips now rising up to meet hers.

Somehow she’d kept one hand down, and continued to flick and tease my clitty while she pounded me with her dildo, stroked my nipples and probed my mouth with her tongue. I felt so submissive with all her attention, but so delicious and squidgy at the same time. I knew I couldn’t last long, so just enjoyed all the pleasures she was giving me as her hips pushed the dildo in and out of my willing cunt.

I was breathing so hard now that she knew I was nearly there, and fingering me harder, she moved her head down to suck at my nipple under my dress.

I was in heaven when I came, panting hard and crying out: “Oh, Elizabeth!” in between catching my breath. She seemed to love it too, pushing in and out much more actively than Tom ever did, as my orgasm flowed on and on.

“Come on, Margaret!” she kept urging, “Cum for me, cum for me, cum for me!”

It seemed to last forever, but slowly I realised I was coming down and looked around the room. I was sure I saw something at the doorway, but when I looked again it was gone. Had Chris been watching his wife fuck me? I shuddered at the thought.

As I calmed down, Elizabeth smiled down at me. “Well you seemed to like that, Margaret, and you took Blackie very well for your first time, didn’t you?”

“Oh you are just so good at exciting me, Elizabeth.” I said. “I can’t help but cum when you please me so well!”

“Well I’m glad you can take it, as my next job for you is to fuck me back. I’ll not be giving you any second oral cumming till you’ve pleasured me, my girl. So I’ll just pull Blackie gently out of your cunt, and then unstrap him so you can push him into mine!”

So she slipped out of my stretched vagina, revealing the length that had just been up inside me, and stood up to undo the straps around her hips.

“Come on, up you get!” she said, offering me her hand.

As I stood up my dress slipped down over my breasts, resting on my hips.

“No you’ll need to lift it up a bit so as I can strap him on. Just open your legs a bit as there’s a strap to go between them Sorry it’s a bit damp.” she said, looking up at me and grinning.

After what we’d just done, her strapping the big black dildo on seemed just like a normal thing to do. The strap between my legs was very damp, and the hip strap pulled it tightly to my cunt as the big cock stood out in front of me.

Elizabeth checked it for tightness, by holding the end and pulling it about. As she pushed it towards me I realised why she was so wet, as there was a ridge that just pushed perfectly against my clitty.

“Now I’ll just lie on that warm patch you’ve left me, and you can come down and fuck me. I think I’m pretty much ready, but you can finger me first to check!” and she pecked me on the cheek as she walked past, peeled her panties off, then lay on the floor, carefully arranging her cardigan so it hid her breasts, at least for the moment.

She opened her legs wide, and put her hands behind her head, which meant her cardigan just slipped open, revealing her breasts sagging gently to each side.

“Right Margaret – I’m ready for Blackie now, so come down here and fuck me please!”

I’d never even fingered a girl before, but Elizabeth was just so wet that after the first shock of touching her cunt, it all seemed perfectly natural. Her clitty was obviously well aroused so I rubbed it with my thumb, smiling as she responded with a gentle moan. She must have shaved herself recently, as the skin was so soft and smooth all over her slippery cunt.

Then I slipped a finger inside her and realised she was so big. Soon I had three fingers in and there seemed more space yet. I realised Blackie was made for her – probably unlike her wimpish husband. As she was getting more and more excited, I moved myself closer.

“Are you ready?” I asked, nervously.

“Oh yes, now come and fuck me Margaret, push Blackie straight into me!”

So I did as I was told, marvelling at how easy it was to find the right spot and how readily her body took the huge dildo inside. Now I knew what it felt like to be a man fucking a woman! I relished the thought of dominating my neighbour for a short while with my big cock inside her, and realised I should pleasure her as she had me.

So I slipped one hand down so that my finger could rub her clitty, and began some deep thrusts inside my neighbour’s cunt. I watched her breasts wobble each time I thrust in, then concentrated on making them wobble more as I thrusted with a faster and faster motion.

Elizabeth was moaning now as her orgasm neared, so feeling bolder I leaned my free arm forward and stroked at her nipples, squeezing them hard one after the other. That seemed to do the trick as now she was panting hard, her hips moving fast in response to mine as I pushed Blackie in and out of her squishy cunt. It was making quite a noise now as her juices and her body slid over the big rod, and her mound slapped against mine.

Suddenly she was there, shouting out and thrashing her hips so that I could only just stay on top of her. It was fantastic to watch, and even more so as it was me that had made her cum. I felt so good and powerful, seeing her near-naked body under me as I pushed in and out of her, fucking her deep inside her cunt. I carried on fingering and fucking her, watching as further orgasms peaked until her panting began to slow down.

Slowly she subsided, and again I thought I heard a noise behind me at the door, but when I glanced round there was nothing to see. Maybe Chris did like watching his wife fucked by the dildo. Maybe he used it himself? Suddenly I felt a little chill, but Elizabeth carried on slowly subsiding from her orgasms.

“God you were good, Margaret!” she smiled, “I’ve not an orgasm that good for ages! And you used Blackie as if it was your own cock – have you used one before with Tom?”

“God no!” I replied, “Why would I want a dildo with Tom?”

“Well some men like anal sex, you know, and would love their wives to penetrate them.”

“Really?” I asked, “I ‘m sure Tom would run a mile!”

“Well Chris certainly likes his anal pleasures – but he can’t take Blackie up his arse as it’s way too big.”

Suddenly I was hearing personal details I didn’t need, but she continued anyway.

“I think you must have led a sheltered, life, Margaret, but now you’re our neighbour we can see about opening your eyes a little – a bit like you opened your legs for me. I bet you didn’t think you could enjoy sex with a lady like this, did you?”

“Well no,” I replied, “That’s true. I still can’t believe it is so nice and so natural – and so easy too, with Tom away and Chris upstairs.”

“Well he’d better be, or they’ll be trouble!” she said, looking at the door. I was sure I could hear a noise outside, but maybe it was just the wind.

Gingerly I began pulling the dildo out of Elizabeth’s vagina, amazed at the size of the black tool, and how easy it had been to push into her. I also couldn’t believe she’d pushed it in me. No wonder I felt a little sore between my legs!

“Right, Margaret, time for a cup of tea, I think?” smiled Elizabeth, getting herself up to a standing position.

She pulled on her panties, then buttoned up her cardigan, smiling to herself as she recalled her pleasuring.

“Now let’s just unstrap Blackie!” she smiled. “He’s done enough for today I think.”

“Well yes, I’m certainly a bit sore after having all that inside me.”

“Oh you poor thing,” replied Elizabeth, “I forget that I’m so used to him now, my cunt just seems the right size. But if you’re more used to just a man’s cock, then I suppose you could be a bit tender. I’ll see if I can make you better after tea and cakes.”

And with that she went out to the kitchen, leaving me to pull on my panties and slip down my lovely soft woolly dress.

I sat back on the sofa and cuddled up to myself, wondering how she might make me better. What a neighbour! Whatever next?

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No, I don’t care if I am hurting your wrist. Such a drama queen! Come here! Come and stand in front of me whilst I take a seat on your sofa.

What’s that? Why am I so angry with you? You know very well. Come now, don’t play the innocent with me, I know you too well. Come on, you’ve been teasing me all day, young lady. No, don’t try and pretend to look puzzled. You know exactly what I’m talking about.

Do I have to spell it out for you? Very well, what about those texts you sent this afternoon, hmm? I mean, you’ve been lucky enough to spend the day at the spa, a twenty-fifth birthday gift from your sister. But you know some of us have had to work today. Do you know how distracting it is to have someone texting you naughty pictures?

Here look at this one: grinning into your mobile’s camera, that white dressing gown gaping open at the front, barely covering those lovely perky boobs. Or this one: posing in front of a full-length mirror in just your knickers, one arm covering your chest, the other stretched out in front, holding your phone at arm’s length. You know I had an important report to finish at the office. You think it’s easy to concentrate when my phone’s chiming every few minutes to warn me of another incoming semi-naked picture? And the messages were even more distracting. Look at this one: ‘lovely massage has left me all oily and supple and more than a little hot, wish you were here! xxx’ Or this one: ‘lying here in just a towel, feeling a little lonesome, x’.

Christ, you make me so hard, you little tease! Can you imagine me trying to concentrate on third quarter figures for emerging markets when I’ve got an full-on erection straining against a pair of suit trousers that suddenly seemed a lot tighter than I remembered? I had to keep a notepad on my lap all through the team meeting!

No, don’t you dare laugh! You’re only making it worse for yourself. You know what happens to wicked cock-teases like you, don’t you? You know what you deserve. There, that wiped the smile off your face.

What’s that? You don’t think you deserve a spanking just for sending a few pictures?

Okay, well what about at the restaurant. No, don’t play dumb. No, you know what I’m talking about. I knew what you were up to when I noticed you slipping off one of your wedge sandals beneath the table, but somehow I was unable to stop you. There’s just something so sexy about watching you sink those pearly white teeth into a fleshy black olive as I felt your bare foot sliding up and down my calf over my trousers. Watching your lips curl into a cool smile and your dark eyes sparkle mischievously, almost daring me to say something, to do something as you slid your foot higher, gently stroking my thighs, then higher still, exploring the tightness of my trousers with those wriggling toes.

I must say this is a lovely green dress. Although you wouldn’t call it green, would you? You’d call it chartreuse or emerald or something. Oh, it’s jade, is it? Well it’s certainly skimpy and fitting enough to show off all your trim curves; cut low at the front, clinging to that slender waist, then flaring out into a loosely pleated skirt. Did you see how the waiter hovered next to you, pretending to study your menu as you ordered whilst he got a long look at your cleavage? Don’t pretend you didn’t. Quite short too; all the men were staring at those long legs when we left. Some of the women too.

What’s that? Yes, I know I was the one that bought it although only because you virtually begged me. I certainly remember how expensive it was. And do you remember the deal we made? You said that if I bought it for you you’d never wear underwear underneath it.

No, it wasn’t just a bit of fun, you promised. You know how I like the heightened sexual tension when you’re not wearing knickers. The erotic possibilities. Remember that time you went knicker-less at that restaurant in Toulouse? Sitting next to each other in a darkened corner on that bench seat, my hand sliding up under your skirt, gently stroking you as the waiters and customers bustled around us, unaware of your arousal. You remember how I insisted you kept your hands on the table and spread your legs whilst I teased you for a change? Stroking and massaging your hot thighs till you had to rush off to le toilette before you lost all sense of control.

Come on then, you have kept your promise, right? I mean, I made it clear what would happen if you didn’t. I made it clear what the consequences were. Come on, out with it! You’re really testing my patience tonight. You don’t want to say? Well, then, there’s only one way to find out. Lift your skirt.

No, you heard me. Gaziantep Genç Escort Pull that skirt up now or I swear I’ll tear that dress off and give you the spanking of your life! You won’t able to sit down for a week! That’s it, higher. Higher.

Gosh, I love your legs, so smooth and soft to the touch. There, let me stroke them whilst you reluctantly ease your flared skirt right up over your thighs. That’s it, higher, fold it right up over your stomach.

Well, well, I should have known. I gave you one instruction and you’ve decided to completely ignore me. Such a wilful young woman; it’s almost as if you want me to spank you.

What’s that? You couldn’t win? If you hadn’t worn panties I would have spanked you for being slutty? Maybe, maybe not. I guess we’ll never know.

Well then, let’s have a closer look at these panties. Somehow, they’re both cute and sexy, a slim triangle of white lace with a small pink bow sewn into the centre of the waistband. Let’s see just how skimpy they are, hmm? Oh yes, they feel very thin. If I trace the little flowers picked out in the sheer lace with a fingertip, I can feel your pussy lips, swollen and warm.

White’s an interesting choice of colour. It suggests purity and innocence. But you’re hardly that, are you? Hmm? What’s that? You try and be a good girl, but you’re so easily tempted? Hmm, I don’t think you’re trying too hard. Now, open your legs a little more. That’s it. Let me slide my fingers between your thighs, running them along the narrow gusset, up and down, up and down, then back up, slowly massaging your pussy, till I can feel your stickiness seeping into the lace. No, stand still! Just stand there and keep holding that skirt high over your warm thighs whilst I use my thumb to massage your soft folds through your increasingly damp knickers.

What do you mean all this teasing isn’t fair? You’ve been teasing me all day, I think it’s my turn now. You’re right, ordinarily, I’d love to go down on you, to wriggle these knickers down over your hips and lap the juices from your hot lips. Can you imagine me using the tip of my tongue to stimulate the little pink pearl of your clit? You know how much I love hearing those helpless sighs as I use my tongue to explore those engorged lips and lap at the sweet moistness between. But you’ve been such a bad girl today that we both know desperately you need to be taught a lesson.

Come on, let’s get you over my knee. No, don’t pout, you know you deserve this. That’s it, kneel on the sofa then drape yourself over my knees. That’s it, head down, bottom up. You’ve been in this position often enough to know how I want you. Now, let’s slide that green, sorry jade, skirt up over your thighs. No, get your hands away! Don’t try and stop me. And stop complaining. You’re only making it worse for yourself. Now let’s wriggle that tiny pair of panties down to your knees, they’re so skimpy they wouldn’t give you much protection anyway. There now, skirt up, knickers down, that’s just how I like you.

I love your bottom, so smooth and round. Not too flabby and soft, but not too hard and muscular either. Just nicely pert buttocks that are firm yet giving as I slide my hands over them, and give them a gentle squeeze. Oh yes, I’ve been looking forward to this.

What’s that, you want me to get on with it, to get it over with? Yes, I know the anticipation of that first stinging slap is as bad as the spanking itself. That’s exactly why I’m taking my time, making you wait, making you suffer a little. You know you’ve earned it.

Now how many do you think you deserve? Three?! There! There’s a quick slap for being cheeky. Now bearing in mind that you’ve been teasing me all day, let’s try again, shall we? Hmm, yes, twelve seems about right. Not including the one you’ve already had, that’s just a little bonus for you. No, no, I’ll count, you always seem to forget where we are when you get excited.

One! Two! I do so love spanking you: the taut wobble of your cheeks, the reflexive jerk of your thighs, the little surprised yelps, the satisfying slapping sound as my rough hand connects smartly with your peachy bottom. Your pain is my pleasure.

Three! No, keep your hands to yourself! Don’t make me tie your hands in front like last time. What’s that? Well yes, you always say that you hate being tied up but you did have that spectacular orgasm last week. You remember? Afterwards, you tearfully confessed that it was the feeling of helplessness, of me having complete control that made you cum so hard.

Perhaps I should bend you over the back of one of those high-backed chairs around your dining table. That gorgeous arse sticking up as I tie your hands to the seat and your ankles to the bottom of the legs. Then I could take my time, give you the spanking you so richly deserve, then give you a good, hard fucking in the same helpless position.

What’s that? You’re begging me not to do that again? Well, maybe next time then, if your behaviour doesn’t improve.

Let’s just fold both arms neatly behind your back instead. There now, I can hold both slender wrists in one hand so you won’t be tempted to try and interfere. Now, where was I? Ah yes, four! Five! The soft skin of your buttocks is already beginning to glow, a rosy blush spreading across your cheeks. It feels warm to the touch and when I slide my hand between your buttocks. It feels warm here too, doesn’t it you wicked girl? Very warm, and moist too. Oh yes, that makes you wriggle and moan, doesn’t it? Yes, I’m sure you do want me to carry on doing that, but I haven’t finished your spanking yet. And stop that squirming! I know what you’re trying to do, you’re trying to get some relief by grinding your bare pussy against that hard ridge that’s formed in my trousers aren’t you? Such a naughty girl.

Six! Seven! Eight! No, don’t try and squirm away, you bad girl! Keep that bottom nice and high, and let’s ease your legs apart till your panties are stretched nice and taut between your knees. There now, that’s just how I like you, vulnerable and helpless, all those sensitive spots exposed. I’ve got a perfect view of your slick, glistening folds peeping out from between your sore-looking buttocks. I’m so tempted to throw you to the floor and slide my achingly-hard cock into the slickly welcoming depths of that pussy, to give you the good hard fucking that you so badly deserve. No, I must resist! You really must be punished properly first.

The purse of your sex looks so wet and inviting I can’t resist sliding a hand between your hot thighs. You keep your pubic hair well-trimmed so I can feel every deliciously slick contour of that needy pussy. Oh yes, you’re very wet now, aren’t you? Such a wanton girl, you shouldn’t really be enjoying this. I bet if I spread those throbbing lips and give those sensitive pink inner folds a little rub… oh yes, that made you catch your breath, didn’t it? Such loud moans and groans as you squirm, and I struggle to keep a tight hold of your wrists.

What’s that, you want me to keep stroking you? Yes, I’m sure you do but you hardly deserve it, do you? I haven’t finished punishing you yet. Tell you what, if you say you’re sorry I might grant your wish. Come on, I’m waiting. I can sit here all night, pinning your arms behind your back whilst gently teasing this lovely pussy, my sticky fingers massaging you in slow circles as your breathing becomes ragged, stroking you just enough to keep you on edge but not quite enough to let you cum. We both know you’ll give in sooner or later and beg me for release. You always do.

Or, perhaps I need to spank you a little harder, like this! And this!

Pardon? Come on, louder. That’s it: say ‘I’m very sorry for being such a wicked prick-tease all day’.

Good, well you should be sorry for teasing me all day. As a reward, let me give you a little rub. Let me slide a wet finger along your slick lips and oh-so-gently circle the little throbbing bud at the top of your slit. You’re loving that, aren’t you? I can tell by the way you’re pushing your hips up towards me and spreading those trembling thighs till your panties are just a twisted white band stretched tightly between your knees. In that position, it’s not difficult to find the centre of your wetness, bringing a fresh set of loud breathless gasps, as I smoothly slip one of my soaking wet fingers into your tight yet welcoming vagina and explore the inflamed tightness. Gosh, you’re drenched aren’t you, you wicked girl?

Let me release your wrists and give those rosy buttocks a little spank whilst I finger-fuck you. Ease my stubby finger in and out whilst I slap those blushing cheeks and you wriggle and moan. Oh yes, you’re close now aren’t you? Those feverish sighs becoming louder now as I all-too-easily slide a second finger into you, stretching those well-lubricated lips and spank you a little harder, a little faster, the rhythm beginning to build now. My fingers making wet, sucking noises as they slide smoothly in and out of those clasping lips and my other hand beats a hard, fast rhythm on your glowing arse. What’s that, you’re nearly there? You want it harder? You’re such a horny little slut.

I can tell you’re close as your body tenses and I watch your hands blindly grasping at the faux-fur cushions. Those hot little gasps becoming louder and higher-pitched now, coalescing into one long wail of pleasure as I push my fingers deep into the velvety depths of your pussy and your hips jerk up and down grinding your clit against the hard muscle of my thighs. And then as I tan your hot buttocks with a stinging flurry of slaps, I feel your body stiffen, all your muscles tightening, a moment of stillness before the storm. And then you’re cumming with a long, loud wail of pleasure and I feel your pussy squeezing my fingers, once, twice, three times as you shake and quiver, and I feel your slender body shudder with great sobbing gasps.

What’s that? You’re welcome. Although you’re such a naughty young lady that a spanking hardly seems sufficient, especially when you seem have enjoyed it so much. Perhaps you can think of another way of making up for your bad behaviour, hmm?

Yes, that’s it, you know what I mean. Slide off my legs and kneel on the floor. Yes, you may suck my cock, as you’ve asked so nicely. Let me help you with my belt, and my flies, then lift my hips as you tug my black trousers over my hips and down to my knees. Oh God, that feels so good as you slide a hand up over my bare thighs and flash me a cheeky grin as you gently squeeze the large solid bulge pressing urgently against my grey shorts.

There, let me help you wriggle my shorts over my hips. There, that’s made your eyes light up! Yes, I do look good and hard, that’s the effect you have on me. It feels so good for my cock to be free of the tight confines of my underwear, I’ve been uncomfortably hard all afternoon, my erection straining against my fitting suit trousers. That’s it, slowly wrap those slender fingers around my fat shaft and feel how hard you’ve made me.

Even now, you’ve can’t resist teasing me a little, can you? Running your tongue along the length of my shaft, tracing one of the throbbing, cord-like veins with the tip. Looking up at me with those large, mischievous hazel eyes as you draw a hot gasp from me by tickling that sensitive spot under the head of my prick. This is such sweet torment! You’d better get on with it before I decide to give you another, harder spanking, you tease. Yes, the thought of another spanking on those sore, red buttocks has got your attention, hasn’t it?

There, yes, that’s it! Those plump, raspberry lips that are so often set in a teenage pout are now sliding over the swollen purple head and I nearly cum right there and then at the sight of my throbbing shaft disappearing into the welcoming wetness of your mouth.

Yes, yes, it’s so good. I’ve been dreaming of this moment all day, hoping that those pictures you texted me were the start of a story that would lead to this very happy ending. Dreaming of the intense pleasure and the release of all this sexual tension. Yes, yes, don’t stop! Keep on sucking at me, those cheeks hollowing, sliding those tight lips up and down my thick shaft, moving faster, thick strands of your chestnut hair falling forwards over your eyes as you bob up and down energetically.

Yes, yes, just like that, just a little more! Just a little more, please.. oh yes, yes! Oh yes, yes!

Oh God, that’s so good! That’s it, swallow my hot spunk! Swallow every last drop, you cock tease.

Oh God, that was so great, worth waiting for. Better than great, it was spectacularly good. I’m so glad we met on that specialist dating website all those months ago.

So when shall we see each other again? I’ve got to go away on business for a few days but maybe next week, same time, same restaurant? Yes? Great.

What’s that? You’re on night-shifts at the hospital next week? So you’ll be spending a few afternoons at the beach with your friend? Okay, well I’m doing some interviewing next week, it’s quite an important hire. So listen, whatever you do, I don’t want to receive any texts telling me exactly where you’d want me to rub suntan lotion or sexy pictures from you, okay? Definitely no inappropriate photo’s of you pouting at the camera in that tiny yellow bikini. You know the one I mean, the one that seems to be only held together with bits of string, alright? The one that barely covers those gorgeously pert C-cup boobs.

I mean, if you were to, say, send me a picture of your semi-naked body, the sun glistening on your oily tanned skin, with a suggestive text you’d know what to expect, right? That’s right, I’d have to give you a good spanking. Yes, you heard me, another spanking, just like the one you had this evening. Although next time, I may be forced to give you a good, hard fucking too.

Don’t pretend to be surprised, you know how distracting I find it. What’s that? You’ll try, but you’re so easily tempted. Oh, I know. I know you are. Whatever am I going to do with you? You’re such bad girl.

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When I was 19, Jimmy and I hung out together all of the time. We were both good friends with my neighbor Terra. We would hang out over at her house during the summers. Terra has always been an overweight girl and her best friend is Mandy who is also overweight. We were all great friends even though Jimmy and I were kind of the geeky guys.

At the start of summer we over at her house on a rainy day, Terra mentioned that her and Mandy would love to see us jack off while watching some of her Dad’s old porn movies. Jimmy and I had jerked off to porn before together so it was no big deal when I agreed and quickly stripped out of my clothes. Jimmy and I were watching the movie and jerking off and I looked over and noticed both of the girls with their eyes glued to our cocks. Soon Jimmy and I were both cumming as we heard a door slam and in walked Terra’s gorgeous older half sister Jenny in a bikini. Jenny laid into all of us and said she would tell all of our parents unless we did as we were told. We all agreed and she told us to clean ourselves up without any towels. I asked what she meant and she walked over put her finger in my cum and put it to my lips and said “Just like that.” Jimmy and I quickly started scooping with our fingers and eating the cum while Jenny laughed. Jenny then told us to make sure we were back here the next day.

We were all scared and nervous but all the 2 girls could talk about was how exciting it had been to watch us and how dirty and naughty it had been for us to eat our cum. We arrived the next day and in the room were Jenny, Terra, Mandy and Jenny’s friend Sarah. Jenny told us to strip and to be ready for instructions. Jimmy and I were both nervous to be stripping in front of these 2 older sexy girls as well as our two friends. Once naked we were instructed to get hard so they could critic our cocks. Jenny said Jimmy you have such a nice big cock for a geek and they laughed as they measured and proclaimed that it was almost 8″. Then they measured my cock which was a little over 5″.

Jenny told us she had something different in mind for the bad boys today. We had better do everything she says or that she would tell our parents and if we were good she might let us see some tits. We told her that we would do whatever they said as I stole a glance at a very nervous looking Terra and saw Gaziantep Eve Gelen Escort Sarah holding a video camera. Jenny then told Jimmy to lick my cock and he looked horrified. She pushed him down and told him to lick my balls. Jimmy did as he was told and licked my balls and shaft before wrapping his lips around my cock. I couldn’t bring myself to look down but I knew that Jenny was laughing as she kept pushing him down on my little cock. After about 5 minutes, I tensed up and shot my cum into Jimmy’s mouth as Jenny forced him to swallow it all. Terra and Mandy looked horrified as Jenny and Sarah laughed.

Next it was my turn but after cumming, I wanted to do this even less than before. Jenny told Sarah it was her turn to guide me and Sarah handed Jenny the camera. Sarah quickly pushed me to my knees and told me to lick his balls good and his shaft so that they could all see. She pushed my lips onto his shaft and told me I better be able to deep throat 8″. As she forced me down on Jimmy I could only make it half way without gagging. Soon I was forced to deep throat his whole cock over and over again. Luckily Jimmy did not last very long and filled my mouth with a huge load of cum that kept spurting. I tried to swallow it all but felt some run out of my mouth and down my chin. Sarah let me off of Jimmy’s cock and told me I was a good cocksucker and Jenny had Terra and Mandy show us their tits as my little cock grew hard again.

Jenny then told us that our entertaining was not complete. I swallowed nervously and waited as they whispered together. Terra and Mandy looked at us and mouthed the words, “I’m sorry.” Jenny told us that she has always wanted to see two guys fucking and that we better agree or the new video tape would be shown to everyone at the school. It was decided that I would do Jimmy first since I was hard again already and much smaller. Jenny sent Terra to go get the Vaseline from the bathroom. I was told to smear it on my cock to use my finger to push some into Jimmy. I was so nervous and my hands were shaking but I managed to get us ready. I was taking my time pushing my cock in as Jimmy was saying it hurt when Sarah came up behind and pushed my ass forward forcing me all the way in. Jenny laughed and said “Look at the little virgins having to resort to doing each other for their first time.” I got into a rhythm and started going faster until they had us change positions. They had Jimmy lay on his back while I fucked him because as they joked we should be able to look into each other’s eyes. I lasted longer this time as when I was ready to cum, I pulled out as instructed and came all over his cock. Sarah then had me lick all of my own cum off of Jimmy’s cock and get him hard. I quickly licked him clean and when I was done Jimmy was hard as a rock.

It was now my turn to get fucked and Jimmy lubed up and pushed in. I screamed out in pain as Jimmy started thrusting with his huge cock. Jimmy must’ve lasted 20 minutes before he pulled out and came all over my face and mouth. I cleaned my face off as Jenny told us we had been good boys. Sarah and Jenny left laughing and Terra and Mandy came over to comfort us. She told us that her sister was sick and twisted and they were sorry we forced to do those things. They admitted though that it was very exciting to watch and made them both very wet.

Over the next couple of days we didn’t talk about it much until one day Terra confessed they had been thinking about how nice our cocks looked and that they would like to lose their virginity to us. We all undressed and started kissing. Terra is an overweight girl but has nice big tits and Mandy has an average to overweight body style and very small tits. Terra and I ended up together and Mandy with Jimmy. We decided not to use protection as they were on the pill. We started off with a little oral sex but we really just wanted to get right to penetration. Mandy screamed out “Oh my god” as Jimmy thrust his big cock inside of her. It wasn’t long before there was a lot of moaning in Terra’s basement and soon Jimmy and I were both filling them with cum. Terra then suggested a swap of partners so they could feel the different size cocks and some oral sex. Since we had already been eating cum we didn’t even balk as we switched partners and got into a 69. It wasn’t long and all of Jimmy’s cum was cleaned out of Mandy and she had cum twice. I then climbed off and pushed myself into Mandy’s tight pussy. We looked over at Terra as Jimmy grunted and filled her mouth with his cum. I came inside of Mandy and licked her clean as we all just sat around kissing and caressing for the next couple of hours. The next couple of weeks were spent as horny kids exploring each other’s bodies. Jimmy and I took turns with both Mandy and Terra. One day we decided that oral sex would be more fun if we were all shaved. We took turns shaving each other smooth and loved it. I loved seeing the girls’ smooth pussies glistening with their juices when they got excited.

Towards the end of summer Terra and Jenny’s parents took a trip. Jenny and Sarah decided to throw a party for all of their girlfriends before summer was over and somehow Terra, Mandy, Jimmy and I were invited. There was a lot of alcohol and the four of us were as drunk as all of the girls. Sarah and Jenny invited everyone into the basement to watch a sex video. Sarah explained the video shows 2 geeky guys being humiliated and forced to do some very taboo things. The video started and of course to our humiliation we were the video. It showed our afternoon early in the summer when Jimmy and I were forced to perform.

The girls were laughing at our humiliation and it wasn’t long and all the girls were demanding a private personal show. We undressed as Terra and Mandy were forced to remove their clothes and come over to watch closer. Several of the girls brought out their cell phones to take pictures. The girls laughed at our shaved cocks and pointed out how small mine was but were impressed by the size of Jimmy’s. I was quickly forced to suck Jimmy’s cock and a couple of the girls took turns forcing me further down his 8″ cock. When he was ready to cum they directed him to Terra’s tits. He came a lot all over her big tits and I was forced to lick them clean. Jimmy was then forced to suck my little cock and it wasn’t long I came all over Mandy’s small tits and Jimmy licked it up. I was then laid back on the Ottoman and Mandy was forced to lube me up. Jimmy pushed in gently and started fucking me. It was about 20 minutes and Jimmy pulled out and came all over Mandy’s shaved pussy. Jenny then told me to lick her pussy clean and make her cum which I did as commanded.

We were then allowed to leave and get cleaned up. As the 4 of were talking over another Jack Daniels shot we decided that as much as they had used us for their entertainment that we enjoyed every minute of the humiliation. Terra, Mandy, Jimmy and I continued our 4 some dating for the next couple of years before we all went our separate ways. Jenny never bothered us anymore as she became engaged later that year and married in the spring.

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I walked to my car with my mind filled with the day’s happenings. The encounter with Michelle had filled my mind with wonderful thoughts that I was sure I’d cherish for the rest of my life. I looked up at the starry night sky, taking in the cooling northwest breeze that was blowing out the day’s heat and humidity. I was on my way back to the library, and to my meeting with Michelle.

She had called a few moments before, asking me if I’d go back there with her to find some books that she’d accidentally left behind. I mentioned that the library would probably be closed, but I’d be very happy to meet her there. I had to see her again anyways, just to prove to myself that she does indeed exist, and that this past afternoon’s events really happened.

The drive to the library went by in a blur, my mind was fixated on Michelle. I pulled into the empty lot next to the library and I saw what had to be Michelle standing against her car, taking in the delightful night air. I parked next to her and quickly got out of the car. She looked fantastic. I immediately became hard as I eyed her sexy body…she was dressed in all black; a short skirt, fishnet stockings, leather boots, and a clingy black blouse that barely covered her ample cleavage. I took her in my arms and we kissed passionately, the recent memories of earlier in the day washing over me like electric water. I pulled her close to me and found her sweet ass with my hands, but she giggled and told me that there would be time for that later…we had some books to look for.

As I expected, the old library was closed. It was completely dark inside, but I noticed an open window to the rear of the building. I took her by the hand and we walked over to it.

“What do you think?” I asked. “Wanna take a chance?”

She smiled at me and moved to the window. I pushed it open all the way and scooted up into the opening. After a brief struggle, I plopped Gaziantep Escort İlanları onto the floor on the other side. I reached over and looked down at Michelle, catching the moonlit view of her alabaster breasts as they strained against the push-up bra that she was wearing. I took her hands and helped her up and in. I was amazed at how graceful she was even doing something as awkward as this.

It was totally dark inside and I thought about going back to the car and getting a flashlight, but Michelle was way ahead of me. She pulled out a small flashlight and we carefully left the room.

The interior of the library was just as warm and musty as it was this past afternoon. We made our way up the floor where we had made love earlier, and went back to the same room. It was still quite warm, and the air was still filled with the scent of old books. I sneezed once, and Michelle playfully admonished me to keep quiet. I asked why, that there wasn’t anyone here. We were up towards the attic, and I was sure that no passersby would hear us…

Michelle walked over to a bank of old filing cabinets and took out four pillar candles. She put one in each of the corners of the room, lighting them as she went. “I found these earlier,” She whispered. I watched her move from candle to candle, the flickering light from the flames was just enough to allow me to see her sexy form. It then hit me as to why we were here; to make love again…

I moved quickly to her and took her again in my arms. My lips found hers and we resumed our passionate kiss. I moved my hands onto her ass, and this time she didn’t say a word. I gently worked the hem of her skirt up until I could feel the warmth of her flesh, all the while slowly grinding my hips into hers. My head was spinning with renewed passion and sexual energy. I broke the kiss and moved to her neck, eliciting a sexy moan from her throat. She wrapped her left leg around my right one , meeting my grinding hips with her own…I could feel her fingers trace along my spine, which caused me to tremble and break out into a cold sweat…this woman inflames me like no other…

I moved my head farther down, to her chest. I brusquely popped open her blouse and pulled her bra upward, freeing her large, sweet tits. I hungrily took one in my mouth, biting down on the nipple gently. I could feel Michelle gently pull me towards the floor, and I followed her down. The wood creaked loudly when both of our bodies settled, but I didn’t notice. My body was on fire, my mind set on one thing: make Michelle happy.

I continued to knead and suck on her tits while I slowly and gently began to probe her wet, tight pussy. Just the feel of it brought waves of intense pleasure throughout my body. She began to moan softly as I played with the soft, moist folds of her pussy flesh. Memories of her taste drove my head down in between her thighs, and I took several soft, gentle licks. I loved her taste; I’d never get enough of it…I could feel her hands on my head now, working it from side to side, and pressing it into her crotch. I stuck my tongue up inside her and let her do whatever she wanted with it. She began to thrust her hips into my face, allowing my tongue to gently and softly fuck her. I reached under her hips and slowly worked a finger up into her asshole. I could feel her body shudder as I entered, and her moans got louder…

She really began to grind against my face now…she had interlocked her fingers behind my head and was pressing it into her cunt for all she was worth…she was getting ready to cum…

I took a quick gulp of air and then felt her thighs contract tightly around my head…her back arched way up, twisting my neck off to the side in the process. Then I felt her orgasm contract though out her body, her gasps and moans filled the room. I kissed her coming flesh gently as she slowly relaxed her grip on my head. A moment later, her thighs went limp and fell off to the sides. We both were breathing heavily as I slowly got up and took off my shorts. Michelle still lay on the floor, spent for the moment…

I lowered myself on top of her and let all my weight sit on top of her. Our mouths met, and we kissed. I loved the feel of her soft tongue against mine, the way that she’d probe the back of my mouth and lick the insides of my lips…

I reached down with my arms and pulled her legs up to the sides of her chest so that the bottom of her boots were facing the ceiling. I reached up and grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. I held onto them hard with my left hand, and placed the head of my cock on her asshole with the other. She was still very wet down there, her juices and my saliva had formed a large wet spot on the dusty floor…

I worked my cock in just far enough so that just the head was inside her asshole, then moved my arm back up to pin down her left wrist…I slowly pushed my cock up her asshole until I was all the way inside, then placed my full weight on her chest. I began to thrust rhythmically, forcefully…I took in the wet tightness of her ass, the way my cock got warmer as I fucked her faster and faster…she began to moan loudly, riding the fine line in between pain and pleasure…I could feel the heat build on my cock as the friction increased, but no way was I going to slow down. I could tell by the expression on Michelle’s face that she didn’t want me to slow down, either…

I could feel the orgasm building in my groin…it started slowly, but like a wildfire it soon overtook my entire body…I looked into Michelle’s eyes as my orgasm took over, pumping shot after shot of cum deep inside her ass…I collapsed on top of her, my body totally spent…my soul, however…my soul still hungered for more of her, still needed more of her, still wanted more of her…and totally loved her.

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I was at college when I got a call from my mother.

“I need to tell you this Todd, your father and I are now divorced.”

I thought my jaw would drop to the floor. My mother wanted me to come home as soon as I could. I told her I was in the middle of finals. I couldn’t just up and leave right now. I could hear her crying as we talked. She soon hung up and left me to figure out what happened. I never heard anything from my Dad. He was an asshole when it came to things like this. He would talk to me when he saw me next. That was his attitude. It was a couple of weeks before I could break free.

I took the bus home and my Mom met me at the bus depot. She hugged me tight and then we drove back home. My dad had long since moved out. Mom did tell me that things hadn’t been good for some time. My Dad eventually said there was some other woman in his life now. He wanted a divorce. It took my mother completely by surprise. I think she was still trying to recover from the news. We got home and Mom cooked supper. She even broke out a bottle of wine for both of us.

One bottle led to another. I was soon feeling mellow after we finished eating. We went and sat on the couch and Mom poured her sorrow out to me. She had no idea what to do. She didn’t like the idea of starting all over with a new man. I thought I’d better comfort my Mom. I put my arm around her and listened to what she was saying. My Mom was soon resting her head on my shoulder.

My Mom was still in her early forties and she was an attractive woman. She had long, dark brown hair down to her shoulders. I know you shouldn’t look, but my Mom had big breasts. She had to be at least a ‘C’ cup and she was shapely. Maybe I noticed these things after I had a few glasses of wine in me. Mom brought her head up and we looked each other in the face. I don’t know what came over me, I kissed my mother on the lips.

I think she was a little shocked at first. I didn’t let her pull away.

“We shouldn’t be doing that Todd,” she told me.

I didn’t want to hear that right then. I didn’t have a girlfriend Gaziantep Escort Reklamları at that time and I had been stressed out from all the school work and tests as of late. I was also so horny right then. I opened my mouth and I kissed my mother again. Somehow I forced my tongue into her mouth and our tongues touched. Something gave way in my mother. We were soon groping each other. I guess I forced the action. I stood up and stripped off my clothes.

There I stood before my Mom with my dick hanging out. Mom got this strange look on her face. She then reached over and took my cock in her hand. She slowly drew me closer and she wrapped her lips around my dick. Fuck, did that feel good. I couldn’t pass this up. I put a hand on the back of her head and I urged her to go down on my rod. Soon my mother was bobbing up and down my growing shaft. I was surprised my Mom could take all of me down her throat.

I am around eight inches in length and fairly thick. Mom didn’t seem to have any trouble inhaling my cock. It didn’t take long before I was completely hard. I pulled out of my mother’s mouth. I pulled her up to her feet and I undressed her. I thought my mouth would water when I saw her completely nude. Mom was shaved down to just a small patch of pubic hair. Her boobs were enormous.

“Maybe we better go back to a bedroom,” my Mom said to me.

We made it back to my Mom’s bed. She got onto her back and I climbed on top of her. My mouth went directly to her big breasts. I just went wild. I was sucking and biting on her big nipples. They had to have been the size of silver dollars. My Mom was getting into it alright. She had her hands on my head and she was urging me to make her nipples hard. I could have worked on her tits all night long, but I had to have more than that.

I pulled away and I looked down at my Mom’s pussy. She was wet and my dick was just inches away. I moved my hips forward and my mushroom brushed against her folds.

“I need you so badly, Todd.”

Just like that I pushed my stiff prick into my mother’s pussy. She let out this gasp as I slowly slided deeper inside. Mom brought her legs up and gave me easy access. I held my dick inside her for a brief moment and then I started to take my mother. I would bury my cock in the whole way and pull back slowly, just leaving the tip of my dick inside. I think this made my Mom go crazy.

Please Todd, fuck me as hard as you can.”

I didn’t need much urging from my mother. My ass was going up and down as I gave all eight eight inches to my Mom. My mother was so needy that evening. She tighten her pussy muscles around my rod and she squeezed me harder than any woman I could ever remember. Between the alcohol and the idea of fucking your mother, I was like some bull in heat. I was going to make sure my Mom would never forget the fucking I gave her.

I must have been at the top of my game that evening. We must have fucked a good couple of hours. I was able to hold back for the longest time. My mother was having all these orgasms. I could feel her pussy gripping and then releasing my erect cock. Mom was getting so wet as well. When I slid my cock in, you could hear her pussy making slurping noises.

“When you are ready, I need your cum Todd.”

My mother didn’t need to beg for my load. The idea of blowing my cream inside my mother had me so turned on. When I got close I slammed my pubic bone against hers. Mom cried out and I shot my hot cream into her body. I looked down at my Mom’s face and her eyes went wide. My steamy load was coating her pussy walls. She squeezed me as hard as she could and took all my spunk from my cock. Mom had her arms locked around my back and she held on tightly.

That had to be the most intense lovemaking I had experienced up to that point. I think my mother felt the same way.

“God, you feel so good inside me Todd, I don’t want you to ever pull out.”

I wish I could stay hard for my mother for as long as she wanted, but all good things have to cum to an end. I pulled out of my mother when I went soft. My Mom was panting as my white juices came spilling out of her pussy. I have to say there was a lot of our love creams mixed together. A large pool of it collected onto the bed sheets.

“I love you Todd,” Mom said to me.

I just smiled and looked down at my Mom’s puffy pussy lips. It looked like she had been totally fucked out. We left Mom’s bed and we went to my bedroom to sleep for the night. When I woke up the next morning I had briefly forgotten what had happened last night. Just for an instance and then I snapped back to reality. There was my naked mother next to me on the bed. Mom heard me stir and she turned over.

“Can you go again?” She asked me.

Like that Mom started stroking my cock with her hand. It didn’t take much before I was hard once more. Mom then climbed on top of me. She guided my stiff pecker to her wet hole and she lowered herself onto my staff. All I can tell you is that my mother craved hard cock. She worked those pussy lips all over my dick. The palms of my hands found her big tits and I started to massage each of them.

We didn’t go quite as long that morning. I didn’t have much of a load left in me. My Mom did have more orgasms. I must have brought my Mom to a climax a few times that morning. As she got close I would slow down and let her come back down. That went on for some time until I began to pump my dick into my Mom’s belly and I didn’t let up.

“You’re driving me crazy doing that, Todd”

I guess that was my purpose. I brought my mother to a hot boil and then the juices started to flow. Mom let out this scream and I gave her whatever cum I had left in me. This morning’s fuck may have been more intense for my mother than the last night’s. We continued on for some minutes and then my Mom collapsed onto my chest.

“I’m not going to be able to let you go back to school,” she told me.

The remaining time we had together was spent fucking for a large portion of the day. By the time I had to go back my dick was so red and tender. It was hard to believe my mother fucked my brains out like that. Mom saw me to the bus depot and she told me to visit her as soon as I could. I don’t know how all of this will play out, but I know my mother’s pussy is all mine now and I will be having her again and again.

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6

Fred is over to the shop fairly early Saturday. Gennie is there early as well to meet Frank Brewster. They start by looking him up on the Internet. He looks like a successful Architect with a lot of buildings they know about. He has a medium sized office in a nice location close by.

It’s half an hour before opening so Fred slips his cock up her skirt as they are in the back part of the shop. She’s wrapped in a big Lynx coat and he’s in a very large Beaver coat. Mixed in with furs hanging in a rack they hump-fuck like crazy as they look out through the store and watch folks go by on the street. They are both thrilled with the experience as they orgasm to a beautiful lady standing just outside looking at the big Sable in the window. She’s secretly fondling her breasts as she smiles at the lush Sable. Gennie and Fred can’t keep their hands off each other or his cock out of her pussy. Gennie is thoroughly addicted to Fred’s cock inside her anytime anywhere.

They stop a few minutes before and clean up. Then get the shop opened.

No sooner than the door is unlocked when Frank comes in with a big smile.

“You two sure have big smiles of satisfaction for so early in the morning?”

“Figured us out.” Fred says.

“Get all the coitus you can in furs as early as you can I say.”

“Wow Mr. Brewster .. you sure live up to your name.” he breaks out laughing.

“You really are smart, girl. So you implied that there are errant and wanting married women wandering in and out of this shop?”

“Kind of .. yes. Not something we want to advertise in the yellow pages but we think you might deserve a break. Some of the women are definitely on the prowl.” Fred says.

“Beats pick-ups in the bar scene. No question about furs.”

“So what kinds of furs would you like Mr. Brewster?”

“Call me Frank. I think a nice great coat or overcoat in Mink for starters. Something good for business and I can wear for social entertainment.”

“We actually have a few in stock like that. Hope we have a fit.”

Gennie leads him over to the men’s rack and pulls out a Blackglama and Whiskey Mink overcoats for him to try on. The Blackglama fits … “I look like a Gangster.”

Then he tries on the Whiskey Mink. It’s a bit too big but … “This I like! Got the Aussie Duster Riding coat look.”

“You look fantastic in that coat mister .. the woman in the window from earlier says .. You should get it.”

“Think so?”

“I know so.”

“How about a Silver Fox Frank?” Gennie says .. holding up a magnificent huge and over sized Fox great coat.

The woman takes it from Gennie and holds it up for Frank. Gennie takes the Whiskey Mink and drapes it over the couch.

“Don’t be too modest …. Frank.” as she slips it on him with a coy smile.

“So you like me in this coat?”

“Well .. I like you in both but this one is so incredibly sexy .. well you must get it.”

Gennie and Fred are smiling big while the two grown ups seduce each other.

“Would you like the Sable in the window ma am?” Fred says as he pulls it off the mannequin and comes over to her.

She willingly lowers her arms to slip into the huge Sable and exhales softly as she slips into it. “My god this is more incredible than I thought it would be!”

“You’re magnificent wearing that coat ma ma.” Frank says.

“My god … my husband would kill me!”

“I certainly would do nothing of the like with you in that fur ma am.” Frank says with a very lecherous grin. The woman blushes beet red and sighs softly.

“Really? You really do like me in this coat?”

“Do you really like me in this coat?” as Frank runs his hands down the thick Silver Fox fur.”

“My god YES!” as they approach each other and run their hands through the others fur.

“I’d even buy it for you if you promised to wear it on … special occasions.” and she blushes deeply again but continues stroking Frank’s Silver Fox.

Gennie and Fred are hugging and stroking each other’s furs as well .. watching the two grown ups seduce each other.

“You don’t care that I’m married?”

“Not at all. Marriage is a state of mind.”

“You’re right. But where could we meet?”

“Is your husband about to come here?”

“No way!”

“We have a very nice room you two could go up to for further conversations.” Gennie says.

The two look at Gennie and Fred hugging and stroking each other’s furs.

“Really? The owner wouldn’t mind?” the woman says.

“Oh no ma am. You are very welcome to use it.” Fred Gaziantep Elden Ücret Alan Escort says.

The woman is quickly going up the stairs as Frank looks back at the two with a wink.

Frank and Mary get upstairs and are overwhelmed with the furry welcome and are both nude in their furs in a heartbeat.

“You would think they have this specially prepared for us?” Mary says as Frank pushes her so willingly back into the mountain of furs on the huge fucking couch.

“You would think so … wouldn’t you as she moans with his stiff cock plunging deep into her wanting womb. She … he are in no mood for finesse at this point. They want to screw in furs together in the worst … best way and they have been quite literally pushed into them. They screw with a mission. Mary has been craving good sex for over a year now. Her nearly impotent husband has avoided her. She’s in no mood to put up with his antics anymore.

Gennie and Fred peek up into the studio and see the wildest sex yet. Frank is making Mary into his fur/sex slave for certain. Mary is totally his.

While Frank and Mary are screwing to their hearts content Gennie makes several sales. It’s like the sexual activity has supercharged the shop with customers setting a record for Saturday sales. From an older woman to a classmate of Gennie’s.

Crystal gets a Crystal Fox jacket when she found there was a fur named after her. She’s a perky and sexy petite blond bound on getting screwed in her fur.

Frank and Mary finally come down and sheepishly Mary says she would like to come back in a few days. Frank puts out his card and buys the Mink and Fox for himself and has us put the Sable on hold for Mary to make up her mind. This he asks in confidence.

Martha stops by later in the afternoon close to closing. Gennie tells her of her sales success but not of the upstairs tryst between Frank and Mary. She expects Gennie and fred to stay late after closing and screw themselves into mindless oblivion.

7

Ben runs into Gennie at school Monday morning just as Fred comes by. The guys are wearing their new Mink/Leather jackets and Gennie is wearing a short hooded Fitch chubby.

“Hey guys .. lookin’ good in your furs.”

“My oh my Gennie! Martha lets you ..?”

“Oh yeah. Job perk.” just as Crystal comes by wearing her Fox jacket.

“My oh my! The fur squad meeting. I didn’t get an advance notice.”

Some other students are walking by with curious looks at their classmates in furs. Some of the girls have very envious looks. One of Crystal’s current admirers stops.

“Say Crystal .. love the fur! Get together soon?”

“Sure Greg.” and she walks off with him.

“Wonder if we can get anymore students interested in furs?” Ben asks.

“Maybe.” Gennie says as the class bell rings.

“See you later.” Fred says.

Ben stops by Monday after school expecting the store to be open. Only by chance and the desires of Gennie and Fred to screw was there anyone in.

Letting him in .. “I didn’t know you were close Monday?”

“Yeah. We need some time off.” Gennie says with a big grin.

A woman walking by sees them in the shop and tries to come in. Gennie lets her in.

“We’re closed but since we’re here you can come in and look around if you want to.”

Ben is playing with furs further back in the shop when the woman spots him. Seeing a young guy playing with the furs suddenly excites her for some unexplained reason and she walks back where he is. Gennie and Fred are playing with each other and kissing which certainly gives sexual spice to the scene.

“You like furs young man?” she asks.

“Uh .. yeah! .. in surprise .. You like furs?”

“I never thought about it till I walked by and noticed the new shop .. but yeah .. I think I do. They are so soft and sensual .. aren’t they?” smiling sweetly.

“Yeah.” .. as he aggressively fur fondles her over her thin sweater covered body.

The woman softly sighs and returns the fur fondling almost like a pillow fight .. flinging furs at Ben, then he starts to wrestle with her. They’re giggling and laughing as they more wantonly fur fondle each other. They are soon in an embrace and kissing.

This progresses rapidly to more passionate kisses and wilder fur fondling with her sweater opening up and her braless tits are getting fur fondled generously by Ben. Ben pushes her back in the fur racks and has her skirt up with furs pushed up her thighs. She’s moaning and writhing around in the furs with his assault. She’s making no protests at all as Gennie and Fred look on while hugging each other.

She’s unbuckling Ben’s belt and pushing his pants down as he gropes her wonderful tits. When his shorts drop she gasps then moans loudly as Ben’s stiff cock thrusts up deep into her womb. He fucks her vigorously against the furs as she grasps them tight to her naked tits and moans with his ejaculations in her orgasm. Ben is ruthless with his assault and she orgasms repeatedly.

Gennie and Fred launch into their own fucking frenzy in the fur racks close by. Fred has Gennie face into the furs.

Ben relents and is quickly pulled back in the furs with the woman’s grip in his long hair. She’s kissing him passionately. Ben turns her and thrusts back into her from behind into her dripping pussy. She orgasms more with his renewed onslaught as she is smothered in the furs to her delight.

All finally relent and fumble with their clothes.

“Do you folks play in the furs like this all the time?”

“Pretty much.” Gennie replies.

“Can I come by and play some more with you?” she says with a pleading look.

“Ben can make you happy as often as you would like ma am.” Fred says.

“How about it Ben.” gripping his long hair and pushing him back in the furs again.

“I’m here to please ma am.” gripping her tits with furs.

“You make my husband look like a lame amateur.” kissing Ben more passionately deeper in the furs.

“You really must need lots of loving ma am.”

“Oh god I do. Doing it in furs like this is incredible.”

“What’s your name ma am?” Gennie asks.

“Mimi. I would like to buy a fur. What would you recommend?”

“What do you want it for or where to wear it?”

“Aside from wanting to fuck in furs I would like one to remind me of making love in furs and make me happy. Something I can wear anywhere anytime.”

“A fur lined coat for sure. We have a poplin raincoat with a Lynx lining I’m sure you’ll go crazy over.”

She pulls out a hooded beauty and slips it on her. She embraces herself like a lover.

“I’ll wear it now please.” and hands Gennie her card.

Gennie boxes the coat she was wearing and finishes the sale. Mimi leaves with a very satisfied smile.

“Fred!!! This is making me a lot of money! I’ll share since you guys have certainly helped me sell. Like the ultimate fur sales team. I’ll get Martha to put you guys on as salesmen.”

“What can I say. Sex sells furs!” Fred says with a big grin.

8

Connie had called Gennie asking if Bob would be over anytime soon. Gennie said she would make sure he knew to be at the shop Tuesday afternoon.

They both show within minutes of each other Tuesday afternoon.

Martha is off at ‘lunch’ with Wanda so the upstairs room is vacant. Fred is at the shop to keep Gennie company as usual.

Connie and Bob go upstairs without preliminaries and screw like two wild Minks for over an hour.

Half hour later another woman comes in who wants a comfort fur as Gennie and Fred refer to them now. Gennie has her trying on a wide variety of furs with Fred making the occasional comment. With Fred’s remarks on her sensual appearance she’s getting very worked up sexually.

They are sitting around the table drinking coffee for a brief break in the routine when Connie comes down the stairs with a small Chinchilla chubby she wants. Gennie rings her up and she leaves with a very big and satisfied smile.

“So there are more furs upstairs?” the new customer asks.

“Why yes there are. Would you like to go up and look for yourself?”

“Certainly.” and she goes up the narrow winding stairs.

As Debbie gets near the top of the stairs she can see in the studio and Bob wrapped in furs on the couch. It’s not clear the degree of dress he is in so she ventures up and into the room. Her curiosity and sexually hyper state has her looking for sex.

“What would you like to see ma am?”

“The sales girl said there are furs for me to see up here as well.”

“Most certainly … and much more. You can see the furs all around. Why don’t you pick several and try them on. I’ll help you in any way I can.”

The space is so small that seeing all the furs can happen from one spot in front of the couch which is where she stands. Bob is handing furs up to her from the couch she can’t easily reach like the ones hanging behind the couch. She turns around to get more hanging behind her and over near the door to the deck. She pauses to look out on the very fine plants in the deck greenhouse.

“This is such an incredibly fine place. So relaxing and sensual.”

“Yes ma am. Care to sit and look from here?” stroking the furs beside him on the couch.

“Oh thank you .. I believe I will.” as she reclines, sinking deep into the soft and thick furs.

“How about this fur ma am.” stroking her with a big Sable coat, pushing it up around her face and over her shoulders.

Debbie has a sensual rush with the fur’s softness.

“Oh my … it’s so wonderful.” as she pulls it closer to her face while Bob runs his hands over the Sable and pushes it over her tits. Debbie moans softly to his forward behavior. She doesn’t recoil but sighs and pulls more on the Sable.

“Would you like to feel the fur more directly on your skin ma am?” as he begins unbuttoning her sweater without her protest and soft sigh.

She looks somewhat in amazement at the young guy putting the make on her. She knows her mind says this should not be happening but she’s powerless to stop him. It’s like she’s a teenager and she’s being seduced for the very first time. The thrill is just too precious and exciting … exciting in ways she’s not experienced in a very long time. Certainly never with her husband. He’s so young it’s not like she’s being unfaithful she rationalizes to herself. She’s certainly not going to leave her husband for this young guy!

Her hands are like remote control as she slips her skirt off as Bob unfastens her bra. Her breasts pop out like from a Jack-in-the-Box and he sucks her nipples so delicately and almost politely …. it’s such an incredible rush! Such a delicate seduction. The furs are caressing her naked body so wonderfully and softly she’s rising to such a super excited sexual state she just has to have this guy fuck the hell out of her.

“Oh please fuck me …PLLEEEAASE?”

“Of course I will ma am.” and Bob softly fur fondles her as he lays her back in the couch furs and straddles her hips. His stiff cock slips from the furs and Debbie gasps with what she sees. She realizes she’s getting screwed like never before. Bob is more than twice the size of her husband!

Bob thrusts his full cock to her cervix as she’s filled like never before. Her thrill of intercourse is way more than she could ever have expected with Bob pumping his big tool deeper and deeper into her throbbing pussy. She orgasms instantly with the most powerful of her life. She shakes violently while gripping his hips tight to her crotch. Bob is humping her with powerful and long strokes. Debbie nearly looses consciousness in her excitement. She is swearing to be back for much more as Bob jettisons a gallon of cum deep into her womb. The loving warmth and passion is overwhelming for her.

Bob finally relents to her disappointment. Debbie wants it to last for an eternity yet it’s lasted far longer than the longest of her husband’s efforts and Bob is still softly fur fondling her, kissing her body which twitches to his kiss. She’s never experienced such loving passions or loving attention. Her afterglow is incredible.

Bob helps her dress and choose a fur.

She wanders down to Gennie in a haze of sexual gratification.

“I’ll take this fur and make sure you add a fur for Bob on my card. I’ll be back for more … furs.”

“Yes ma am .. I will. I hope you got more than you came for.” with her sweetest smile

“I certainly did.” with the most sensual smile to Gennie and Fred as she leaves.

Not long after Debbie leaves Martha and Wanda come in. Bob is downstairs and fully dressed to leave.

“Hi there. Who are you.” Martha says coming in.

“Martha .. this is Bob and this is Wanda, Bob. Too bad you’re leaving. I think Martha and Wanda would like you to come back soon.”

“Nice to meet you ma am. I’ll come back real soon. I had a lot of fun here today.” smiling as he leaves.

“You missed a choice guy today Martha. The good news are the two repeat customers he’s created for us. Connie and Debbie. Here are their receipts.”

“WOW girl!! You’re going to make a success of this shop despite myself. What would you like as a perk?”

“What about you Fred? A big flat screen for upstairs?”

“That sounds like a great idea sweet.”

“Go ahead and order it on the shop account. You two certainly deserve your evenings here alone.”

9

Frank shows on Wednesday and no sooner than he gets there when Mary comes in.

“Hi Frank.” and goes over to him as they both select two new furs. She a very full Norwegian Blue Fox and him a mammoth Red Fox. Almost without speaking they go up the stairs and don’t show back for well over an hour. They are hugging and kissing while talking to Gennie over purchasing the two furs.

“Did they fit properly?” Gennie asks humorously.

“Say Fred .. would you like to come by my office sometime and chat about Architecture? Maybe as a professional choice?”

“I’d love to Mr. Brewster.”

Bob comes by just about the time Martha and Wanda come in. Fred had given him a heads up to show.

“Well Bob. I hope you are not too tired today?”

“No ma am. I’m feeling quite fit today. Would like to try on a few furs Debbie wants me to have one.”

“Let me help you pick a nice one. If you don’t like what you see we can always get one made special. I’m sure you deserve that.”

Martha and Bob go about trying on different furs for fit, style and type of fur. Gennie and Fred can tell Bob has Martha right where she wants to be .. in the back corner getting poled in the fur racks. She’s discovering the thrill of getting it in the shop while she’s open for business .. so to speak. Wanda is watching and waiting her turn. With a full length fur on Bob and Martha he’s most discretely fucking Martha crazy.

They do decide to take it upstairs and none too soon since a new customer comes in. She’s a drop-dead-gorgeous blond and clearly quite sad. Another comfort fur case.

Gennie approaches her in her most friendly manner.

“Hi ma am. What can I do for you?”

“Make me happy.”

“Oh lordy. I can do many things but I can’t do that for you .. at least not right now. My happy guy for you isn’t here right now but I can get you a fur that will help in the mean time.”

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For the next few days I was unable to keep my hands from my mom’s body. Unfortunately for us, my dad was always around us. So the most I could do was to grab her butt or breasts whenever dad was out of sight. Both of us were getting frustrated and very horny.

“Honey, I can’t control myself when you squeeze my butt,” my mom, Connie, whispered breathlessly and I cupped her butt cheeks while I hugged her in the kitchen when she was getting dinner ready.

“I know mom, I know. I want you so badly my dick has a constant hard-on just thinking about you,” I whispered back.

As she began fondling my stiff cock in my shorts, my dad walked through the front door calling out that he was home. We had to break our embrace quickly and I went to get the plates down while mom went to greet her husband. However, she and dad stood in the doorway and I had to squeeze by her, but my mom pushed her butt into me so I had to rub my cock against her as I carried the dishes to the table.

It went on like this all week long. My mom would sit next to dad in her chair and spread her legs so I could see her bush and pussy lips. I would in turn raise one leg up and show her that I too was not wearing underwear. Other times we would just rub against each other as we would pass each other. We did go out of our way sometimes so we would have to pass by in the narrowest of areas in our house.

On Friday morning my car would not start, so mom offered to take me to school as I was a senior that year. She wanted to know if I could get a ride home as it would be hard for her to get off work early enough to pick me up. I assured her it would not be hard to get a ride home. With that out of the way, I got into the passenger seat and mom drove me to school.

All the way to school that morning I kept rubbing my mom’s thighs as she drove. She hiked up her dress to give me better access and raised her left leg up so I could play with her pussy and clit. I had her moaning all the way to school and just before we reach my drop off point, I plunged two fingers into her dripping wet pussy.

“Oh my God, that feels so good,” she cried out as she gripped my hand to keep it there. “I am cumming you bad boy and I am going to be wet all day just thinking about this!”

I just wiggled my fingers inside her while she came. Then I removed my fingers and licked them clean and told her that I would taste her all day long. I gave her Gaziantep Elden Ödeme Alan Escort a quick kiss on her lips and squeezed her left breast before getting out of the car.

“Bye, mom, I love you,” I said.

“I love you too, honey. Have a good day and think about me,” she replied as she drove off.

I had to go to the restroom and take care of my hard-on before I could go to my first class of the day. Unfortunately for me, I could not relieve myself and had to wait until lunchtime before I was able to masturbate. I must have pumped out a gallon of cum before stuffing my cock back into my jeans. However, I was unable to forget my mom’s lithe body as I pumped her pussy with my fingers that morning. I went around with a hard-on all day long. One thing kept me sane that Friday afternoon, was that my dad was going to be at the baseball field all day Saturday and Sunday as he was the head umpire for a local little league.

That afternoon, mom came home before dad did and I was waiting for her at the door. As soon as mom walked through the door, I wrapped my arms around her and began kissing her lips, ears, and neck while my hands began massaging her breasts. I had her moaning in moments.

“Oh god, honey, that feels so good, but your father will be home soon,” she said between her moans.

“Then I better hurry this up!” I exclaimed. And with that I dropped to me knees and raised her dress. I began running my hands up her thighs to her panties and pulled them down and stuffed them into my short’s pocket

“No, my love, there is no time,” she started to say, but stopped when my tongue started flicking her clit. Mom started crying out “Oh God” rapidly several times and wrapped one of her legs around my shoulders as she leaned against the front door. I then plunged two of my fingers into her dripping pussy while continuing the tongue lashing my tongue was giving her clit.

“Oh yes, OH GOD YES, I am cumming!” my mom, Connie cried out.

At that moment, I removed my fingers from my mom’s pussy and clamped my mouth over her pussy, lapping and sucking all of her juices out of her pussy. As her massive orgasm was winding down, we heard dad’s car outside. I then stood up and kissed mom open mouth so she could taste herself. I then left her leaning against the door, pantyless, to greet my dad when he walked through the door moments later. She gave him a big kiss on the lips and dad did not even mention the taste of her juices on her lips and mouth.

Dad then left to go change out of his work clothes, when my mom said to me, “That was close, honey, but very satisfying. Your father has never done that to me ever.”

“What,” I said, “he has never eaten your pussy out before?”

“No never, he thinks it dirty and disgusting.”

“Then he is a fool, because mom you taste just great and I want more of you,” I replied.

“So do I my lovely boy. Now please promise me something, don’t take care of that rock hard cock right now and mommy will make it up to you later,” she told me as she walked into their bedroom to change.

“Ok mom,” I promised as she closed her door. I then went to my room and pulled her panties from my pocket and began to sniff them. Her smell was heavenly and I really wanted to relieve my tension, but a promise is a promise. So I stayed in my room until mom knocked on my door to tell me dinner was on the table. As I got up off my bed, my mom raised up her spaghetti strap mid-thigh house dress to reveal she still was not any panties. She smiled brightly and went to the dining room swishing her hips as I followed her to the table.

Dinner was agony for me with my dad talking happily about the Little League games he would be umpiring tomorrow, but most especially for me, because my mom, Connie, was rubbing her leg against mine all throughout dinner. Must have been really out of it because my dad had to ask me three times what was wrong with me. Should I tell me it was because his wife, Connie, was erotically rubbing her leg against mine at dinner? I must have mumbled something before mom said:

“I think, he might have a girl on his mind and I intend to squeeze it out of him completely.”

“MOM!” I cried out horrified.

But dad just laughed and said that mom could get it out of a dead man if she put her mind to it. With all these double meanings floating out there, I excused myself and went back to my room to lay down on my bed and put my headphones on to listen to my music. It must have been about an hour later that mom knocked on my door, but I did not hear her through the music in my ears. Next thing I know she was sitting next to me on the bed running her hands over my cock. I opened my eyes wide and took off my headset and looked at my beautiful mom.

“Sorry about teasing you at dinner, but your father mentioned how distracted you seem lately and I had to think of something,” my mom said as she stroked my cock. “Now come out to the living room and watch a movie with me. Your father should fall asleep on the recliner before too long and I promised to take care of you tonight.”

“Ok, mom,” I said as I got up and followed her once again as she swished from side to side as she walked. Just before we got to the living room, my mom lifted the back of her house dress to reveal she was still not wearing any panties.

I sat on the sofa nearest dad in his recliner in my usual spot. My mom, instead on sitting in her chair asked me if she could join me on the couch since it was a long movie as she wanted to get comfortable. What else could I say, but “Yes” to her. Mom then proceeded to get a blanket and laid down on the couch with the blanket over her luscious body.

About an hour into the movie, dad fell asleep on the couch and mom moved up the couch and place her head on my lap and began running her free hand up my thighs with her nails. It was sending chills up my body and my cock got hard as a rock in seconds. Her hand went under my shorts and started massaging my shaved balls. She then proceeded up and started stroking my cock with my dad only three feet away from us on the couch.

I wanted to touch her body, but she said no. Mom then released my cock from my shorts and began licking my shaft. She then started giving me little love bites as her hand continued massaging my balls. I was in heaven when my lovely mom took my cock in her mouth for the first time and starting a slow motion of taking me deep into her mouth. Mom went up and down with her mouth on my cock massaging my balls the whole time. She must have sensed my cumming, because she stopped and told me she was not ready for me to cum yet.

My mom then glanced at her sleeping husband and roll over on her back. She then proceeded to finger her wet, juicy pussy for a few minutes until she came all over her fingers. Connie then turned back over and ran her wet sticky fingers over my cock before sucking me off. She would go slow for a time and time ram my whole eight inches down her throat and leave it there for a moment. Other times she would just lick my shaft up and down. Mom kept me going for an hour before she left me cum in her mouth. She then stood up put two fingers in her pussy and gave them to me to lick and suck on before she went to dad and woke him up to go to bed.

Mom came to give me a kiss and said that she could not wait until tomorrow . . . . . . .

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Over the past couple months, Jen and Kate had been spending a lot of time together. They had grown as friends. They went shopping together, to the movies, out to lunch and other things. Although Jen, John and Kate had sex together almost every night, Kate became a lot more to Jen than just a sexy little play toy her and her husband fucked in the bedroom. Kate looked up to Jen and was very fond of her as well. Despite their age difference with Kate being 19 and Jen in her 30s, in a way, they became best friends. They hung out together almost all the time.

Jen enjoyed Kate’s company and having her around, especially when John worked late or was away on short, one or two-night business trips where Jen didn’t tag along. Jen and Kate developed a deep bond with each other. Jen enjoyed telling her stories. She even talked with her about all of Jen and John’s sexual adventures. Jen had never told anyone else about her adventurous sex life for fear of judgment, so she was glad she could confide in Kate.

Kate eagerly soaked up the stories. She loved hearing all about Jen’s life. At only 19, she hadn’t experienced much, so her eyes were being opened to so many things through Jen. This was the real schooling that kept Kate’s interest. And Jen was more than happy to educate her.

Jen told her about the men she’d been with, what she liked, what she didn’t, and what to watch out for. Jen gave Kate a lot of advice on various topics as if Kate was her little sister. They also talked a lot about other things like travel, art, books, fashion and pop culture. They had similar tastes and a fair bit in common.

One afternoon they were having coffee at an outdoor café and were talking about sex, typically their favorite topic. Kate was asking Jen all kinds of questions. Her curiosity was overwhelming. She never ran out of questions to ask.

Kate asked, “Where is the craziest place you have had sex?”

Jen thought about it and responded, “That’s a tough one. Maybe in an adult theater. Or maybe bent over the trunk of a car on a public street in Brazil at 3am. I don’t know, there are too many good ones to consider and they have all been different and good for different reasons. Sometimes it was the location. Sometimes it was the person, or persons, I was with. I can’t pick just one.”

Next Kate asked, “John is big down there. Is he the biggest you have been with?”

Jen replied, “John is definitely by far the BEST I’ve been with because we love each other so deeply and are so connected emotionally. Kate, remember an emotional bond is really important and way better than just fucking someone with no connection. But then again, sometimes a meaningless fuck hits the spot when you really need it. But no, he’s not the biggest.”

Kate replied, “Really? Then who was?”

Jen responded, “That would be Pablo. Definitely Pablo.”

Kate asked, “Has John ever gotten jealous of you being with another man?”

Jen replied, “No, we trust each other completely. You have to in a marriage. And our sex adventures are typically about enriching and exploring sexuality as a couple, together. I never let anyone else penetrate me sexually unless John is with me or we talk about it first. Similar to the way the three of us have been having sex every night. It always the three of us, together.”

“Oh, I think I get it,” Kate responded. “So, you never just go have wild sex and fuck some random guy without John knowing?”

Jen answers, “No, that’s an open marriage and we are definitely not about that. Even when I have sex with someone when John isn’t around, we share the experience together later. Our relationship is not for everyone, but it works for us.”

“So, I’m dying to know, how big was Pablo?” Kate asked.

Jen answered, “Pablo must have been 11, maybe even 12 inches long.” Kate looked back at her with wide eyes in amazement and disbelief. Jen continued, “His cock was massive. And he knew how to use it. With the stamina of a 23-year-old, it was sexual heaven. And he was really huge. I mean his girth was really big. I couldn’t even wrap my fingers all the way around it when he was fully hard and I had him in my hand.” Jen continued telling Kate about having sex with Pablo and John, and all her times with Pablo and the exciting and dirty things they did together, and how she would involve John when she was with Pablo alone by showing him videos or telling him about it later.

Kate responded, “Wow, I can’t even imagine having sex with someone that big. Was it difficult? I mean, did it hurt?”

Jen answered, “It was hard to go down on him very far without gagging, that’s for sure. I could barely get his cock in my mouth. But, you learn to relax and take it in. I suppose it hurt a little when he fucked me, but the way he stretched my pussy and filled me up felt so good I never really noticed the pain. Well, maybe a just a little sometimes. When he would stick it in at first. Kinda like anal can hurt sometimes I guess, but just for a second and in a good way.”

“Anal?” Gaziantep Elden Para Alan Escort Kate exclaimed with shock.

“Have you not done anal?” Jen asked.

“No!” Kate replied.

“Well, I guess that makes sense,” Jen responded. “I think I was 27 before I ever tried it.”

Kate asked, “Doesn’t it hurt?”

Jen answered, “It can sometimes, but it’s a really good kinda hurt. It’s not bad if your partner goes slow and knows what he’s doing. It can feel really good sometimes. John really loves doing it to me too. And if it pleases him, I automatically kind of like it.”

Kate responded, “Really? I never thought about it from the guy’s perspective. I always just thought it would hurt. If John really likes it, maybe I should try it?”

“You can if you like,” Jen remarked. Kate’s last comment made Jen feel warm inside with affection for Kate. She could see that Kate had grown as a person the last couple months. The fact she wanted to please John in a loving manner, and to her own possible discomfort no less, showed that she had really matured from the spoiled brat that first showed up on their doorstep. Jen felt that this was a direct result of Jen taking Kate under her wing and giving her guidance, which it was. She was proud of Kate and the woman she was becoming.

After paying the bill at the café, they got up and Jen said, “Let’s go shopping.” Jen took Kate to the mall and they browsed through several stores looking at clothes. They walked by a lingerie store and Jen said, “Oooh. Let’s go in here. John is going on a business trip on Monday for a couple nights and we’ll surprise him with a special treat when he returns. John really loves lingerie.”

Kate said, “Jen, I’ve never bought any sexy lingerie.”

Jen replied, “Really?”

Kate said, “Ya, the high school guys I’ve been with just want to rip my clothes off as fast as they can and fuck me and its all over in minutes.” They both laughed.

Jen replied, “The sex is way better with lingerie.”

Kate asked, “Really? You can tell?”

Jen answered, “Definitely. John is just a little bit more excited when I wear it for him. I can tell.”

“Wow, I didn’t know,” Kate replied. “I don’t know what to get.”

“There isn’t really a wrong choice. It depends on the mood you are setting, from romantic to slutty. It is all good. But I’ll show you what John really likes,” Jen remarked. The two wandered through the store, flipping through the racks commenting back and forth. Kate held up an outfit she picked off the rack and Jen would say, “Yes, try that,” or “No, not that one.” Jen grabbed a few for herself and a few for Kate as well. They went to the dressing rooms to try on the various outfits they picked.

They shared a dressing room and were enjoying themselves. They giggled as they tried various outfits while they showed each other. As they showed them, they bantered back and forth about how they looked or how they fit.

After trying one of the outfits, Jen looked in the mirror and said, “No, this isn’t right.”

“You look sexy in that,” Kate commented.

“It’s a little too trashy,” Jen remarked. “This is what you put on when you want someone to just fuck you like an animal,” Jen continued.

Kate responded, “Yes, but I don’t see the problem,” as they laughed. “How about this one?” Kate asked.

Jen replied, “Oh honey, you look great in that.”

“I’m not sure what these clip things are for or how they work though,” Kate replied. Jen almost laughed and couldn’t believe Kate’s innocence, but realized Jen was 19 once and didn’t know much then either. She had wished she had had someone show her.

“Here honey, put these on and I will show you,” Jen said as she handed Kate a pair of stockings. “The clips are called garters and they hold up your stockings. They go on like this.” Jen helped Kate with a couple of the garters and Kate did the other two.

“How do I look now?” Kate asked.

Jen replied, “You look great honey. John will love that on you.”

“Really?” Kate asked.

Jen responded, “Yes. Most definitely. He loves stockings and garters. Those make you look really classy and sexy. He will love it.”

Kate replied, “You think? I really hope so.” Jen was overcome with emotion again with how Kate demonstrated genuine loving affection. Kate genuinely wanted to please someone other than herself; John. Jen tried on a silk thong teddy with garters. The material and design were from the same collection as the bra, panties and garter Kate had on so they matched perfectly.

“Oohh, that’s so pretty,” Kate exclaimed. “And it matches mine.”

“Yes, its nice,” Jen replied. “Maybe I’ll get it.” Kate then tried on a silk romper.

Jen commented, “I love that on you. Very nice. Really accents your nice butt.”

“Will John like this one?” Kate asked.

“Yes, he’ll love that one too,” Jen answered.

“You sure?” Kate asked.

“Judging from the backside view, after he sees you in that, I bet he slaps your ass as he’s fucking you,” Jen joked as she lightly spanked Kate on the butt. They laughed.

Kate asked, “I don’t know which one to get? Which will John like better?”

“Get both. I’ll get one of those rompers too. We’ll try them on again at home next week and decide later. We better get going so we can get dressed up for dinner tonight. John is taking us somewhere nice.”

The girls went home and got showered. They helped each other do their makeup and hair. Kate asked, “What should I wear tonight?”

Jen fumbled through a number of hangers in her closet and then pulled out a slinky cocktail dress and handed it to Kate, “Here, try this. It will look good on you.”

Kate wiggled herself into the tight form fitting dress and asked, “How does it look?”

Jen answered, “You look great honey. Its perfect. John will like it for sure.”

Kate asked, “Really? Great. Thank you.”

Jen slipped into another dress and Kate complimented her on how good she looked. John arrived home soon and quickly changed clothes while Kate and Jen were chatting in the living room.

As John came down the stairs he asked, “Are you ladies ready to go?” He walked into the living room and saw the girls. “You ladies look amazing tonight.” They both thanked him and then went to the car and drove to dinner. They arrived at the restaurant and left the car with the valet. After they got out, John put out both of his elbows and the girls took hold, one on each side of him as they walked into the restaurant.

The restaurant was a fancy steakhouse with white tablecloths, but a little more on the romantic side than a traditional steakhouse. Upstairs was a small bar and a dancefloor. They enjoyed their dinner, all talking and laughing throughout the night having a good time.

After they finished dinner, Jen suggested they go upstairs and dance a little since they were all dressed up and not ready to go home. They headed upstairs and found a table by the side of the dancefloor. The girls put their purses on the table and the three of them hit the dancefloor and danced together for a few songs.

“I need a break,” Jen remarked. The two girls went to sit down while John excused himself to go use the restroom.

Kate leaned over to Jen and asked, “So, does John really like having anal sex with you?”

Jen replied, “Of course he does. He loves it.”

Kate continued, “If he really loves it, I think I want to try it with him if that’s ok. Do you think he would like having it with me?”

Jen answered, “Honey, he’d go nuts over doing your tight little ass.” That put a big smile on Kate’s face.

Kate asked, “Do you think he’d want to do it tonight when we get home? Do I just ask him now or how do I bring it up?”

Jen replied, “I have an idea. He’ll love this. When he gets back, ask him to take you back out on the dance floor. When you get out there, take his hands and pull them around you and place each of them squarely in the middle of each of your butt cheeks. Then wrap your arms up around his neck and place your hands just below and behind his ears. Dance kinda sexy with him, grinding on his leg a bit. Then turn around and gently push your butt into his crotch. Be gentle, you don’t want to rack him or smash his nuts.

Then grab his hands again and place them on your hips and gently grind your butt in his crotch. Do that for a little while and I bet he’ll start to get hard. You might even feel his cock between your ass cheeks through your dress. Then reach your arm up over your shoulder and place your hand behind his neck again. Take his hand with your other hand and place it on your stomach. Continue gently grinding into him for a bit. Then turn your head and look up at him over your shoulder and ask him. That will drive him absolutely wild and I bet he’ll do whatever you want.”

Just as Jen finished telling her how to seduce her husband, John returned to the table. After he had been there a minute or two, Jen nodded at Kate and Kate asked, “Mr. B., will you take me out on the dance floor again please.”

“Of course Katie,” he replied. John stood up, took Kate’s hand and the two headed back to the dancefloor. Kate did exactly as Jen had told her. Jen looked on with pride as her pupil followed her instructions perfectly.

After completing the moves Jen told her, Kate turned her head and looked up at John and said, “Mr. B, will you fuck me in the ass tonight when we get home?”

John was a little bit shocked hearing this come from young Katie, and asked, “Katie, have you ever done that before?”

Kate replied, “No. But Jen says you really like it. So, I really want to try it and you to be my first if that’s ok?”

John looked down at Katie and said, “Of course Katie, I’d love to fuck your tight little ass tonight.”

Kate exclaimed, “Really? That’s great.” She spun around and gave John a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you.” Kate took John’s hand and with exuberance towed him back to the table.

Already knowing the answer from the giddy grin on Kate’s face, Jen asked, “How did it go?”

“He said yes,” Katie blurted out as she looked like she was about to start jumping up and down with excitement. “Can we go home now?”

Jen replied, ‘Yes, let’s go.” They walked downstairs and gave the valet their ticket.

As they waited, John leaned over and said to Jen, “Nice moves Katie used out on the dancefloor. It felt a bit familiar though.”

Jen snickered, “Yes, I taught her that one.”

John remarked, “I thought so.”

Jen asked, “Did she make you hard?”

John said, “Yes, just like when you do it.”

Jen responded, “She’s a good student.” They laughed.

With another naughty scheme up her sleeve, Jen said, “John, you have had a few more drinks than me, so I should drive home. But, be a gentleman and keep Kate company in the back seat so she’s not all alone back there.” They all climbed in the car and drove away.

As they pulled on the freeway, Jen called back, “Kate honey, you should probably start getting Mr. B warmed up for later.”

Kate replied, “Oh, ok. Good idea Mrs. B.” Without further instruction, Kate looked over at John. She reached out and started rubbing his crotch through his slacks. She felt him start to get hard, so she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his slacks. Kate reached in his underwear and pulled out his cock which was almost fully hard. She was so excited to please him she went down on him immediately and started sucking away on his cock. Kate continued to bob her head up and down on John’s stiff cock as they drove.

Jen called back again, “John, how’s she doing back there?”

John replied, “She’s doing wonderful. You’ve taught her well.”

Jen responded, “Ok, good. Kate honey, make sure you stop before he cums. John, don’t go and cum in her mouth back there. Keep it under control you two. Save some for later. I don’t want a repeat of the incident at the neighbors’ house party last week.”

Katie continued sucking John’s cock. Jen was partially watching them in the rear-view mirror while keeping her other eye on the road. John started to softly groan. Jen called out again, “John.” Sensing what Jen was worried about, Kate slowed her bobbing and then released John’s cock from her mouth. She sat up and Jen remarked, “Good Kate. If you bring him close to cumming, but back off before he does a couple times, it will be bigger and better when he finally does. Same goes for your own orgasms.”

A minute or two later, they turned in their driveway and pulled into the garage. Kate jumped out of the car and grabbed John by the hand. She pulled him in the house and straight up to the master bedroom. Jen followed close behind.

Jen said, “Here hun, let me help you out of that dress.” Jen walked over and unzipped Kate’s dress. Jen pulled it over Kate’s head. Then Jen unclasped Kate’s bra. She turned her back to Kate and Kate did the same for Jen. They each kicked off their shoes and pushed their panties to the floor and were both naked.

“Let’s help John out of that suit,” Jen said. They both went over and undressed John. “Now let’s get him hard for us again.” Jen got down on her knees in front of John and Kate followed her lead and knelt beside her. They took turns sucking John’s cock until it was good and hard. While Kate was sucking away John’s stiff shaft, Jen climbed up on the bed and laid on her back with her head and shoulders against the headboard.

Jen called out, “Kate, I think he’s ready for us. Come on up here by me.” Kate got on the bed as Jen took her hand, pulling her up closer between her legs. Kate got on all fours with her hands on each side of Jen’s rib cage.

Kate said to Jen, “I’m nervous.”

Jen replied, “John, why don’t you warm her up by fucking her little pussy first? That will help you relax honey.” John complied and moved in behind Kate and slid his hard cock in her dripping wet pussy. He slowly fucked his cock in and out of her wet cunt.

Jen asked Kate, “How’s that?”

“It feels really good,” Kate replied. John continued to fuck Kate as he applied lube to his fingers and slid one in Kate’s tight sphincter hole. “Oooh,” Kate exclaimed with pleasure. John slowly slid his finger in and out of her ass in opposing rhythm with his fucking of her pussy. Then he slid a second finger in her ass and continued the same. John slid a third finger in Kate’s ass, and she gasped a little. He continued fucking his hand in her asshole and his cock in her pussy.

Jen placed her hands gently on both sides of Kate’s face and asked her, “Ok? Ready?” Kate nodded her head. “John, I think she’s ready. Kate, lay your body flat on the bed and rest your chin on my stomach.” Kate complied and stretched her legs out straight and mostly together laying on her stomach. She placed her arms underneath Jen’s and wrapped her fingers around Jen’s shoulders from behind like she was hugging her. John reached out and grabbed the bottle of lube again. Jen continued holding Kate’s face with one hand and softly stroked her hair with the other. “Use a lot John. Kate, just relax.”

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This story contains explicit descriptions of various sexual acts between a man and wife. If you are underage, or if it illegal for you to read such material, please exit now.

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Note… If you are expecting instant gratification in the form of wall to wall kinky sex from the start, you will be disappointed. This is an accounting of a man and wife who are exposed to some new things in an effort to help him overcome his inability to achieve orgasm. You may find some of the doctor’s techniques disgusting and perverted, then again, maybe not.

If you are offended by stories containing piss play (including ingestion), oral/anal play (including ingestion of feces), anal dilation and penetration of the urethra by devices, then this story is not for you. If you continue on, rest assured that it is all fiction, well, maybe part of it and the characters are not intended to portray any person, living or deceased.

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Just what I needed, another evening of frustration!

One would think that the ability to fuck for hours would be a blessing, especially at my age, but now it has reached the point of being a curse. While most men that are nearing the age of sixty are concerned with erectile dysfunction, my problem might be described as orgasm dysfunction.

We have been married for almost forty years and while our sex life has had its trials, I have always been able to rise to the occasion. For the last couple of years, I have noticed that it was taking me longer and longer to build up to a climax and this evening was another example of not being able to have an orgasm at all. In fact, it had been almost six months since the last one.

I have tried my best to convince my wife that it has nothing to do with her, but I know that it is bothering her. She has never been bashful or shy in the bedroom and this evening was a good example.

After a really nice meal at our favorite restaurant, no alcohol by the way, and not a few peeks down her loose-fitting top and some fondling under the table, we went home to a relaxing evening of sensual foreplay. We pleasured each other orally for quite a while, with her spending longer than usual between my legs, licking and sucking my balls and sliding my cock deep in her throat.

We had intercourse in more positions than I can remember, resulting in several great orgasms for her, but none for me. Several times I could feel it building up inside me, but long before I could cum, the feeling would die back. After over an hour of constant stimulation, it became rather painfully obvious that I was not going to get there so we finally quit and just rested side by side for a while.

With that glimpse into the background, this story actually begins with our conversation, with her suggesting again that I go and visit HER doctor about it. I had been to my own, and he had checked everything that he could and found nothing wrong. My prostate was fine, my blood work was normal, he even checked my testosterone level and it was normal.

I had never been to a female doctor, but since I was to the point that I was ready to try anything, I told her to go ahead and make an appointment.

By the time the hour rolled around, I was a nervous wreck and actually tired of my wife kidding me about it and telling me to “man up”. As corny as it sounds nowadays, we were both virgins when we got married and I had never had ANY sexual contact with another woman and I sincerely hoped that she wouldn’t have to examine my private parts.

In actuality, I never even had to remove any of my clothes… but she did spend a long time asking pointed and explicit questions. I was more than a little mystified as to why she wanted us to relate, in detail, what all we did when we had sex and her questioning caused me to have difficulty concealing my arousal.

In the end, it was her recommendation that we see a specialist in the field of sexual dysfunction and would refer us if we liked. We agreed and she emphasized that we would both need to go. The appointment was set for the following Monday morning. That weekend we had sex twice with the same result, no orgasm for me. I even tried my best masturbation techniques in the shower, but no joy there either.

There has to be some humor in this somewhere, Pam and Jim, two retired senior citizens, on their way to a sex clinic.

Neither of us had any idea what to expect the doctor we had been referred to was also a female and I hoped that she was not some sweet, young thing. Not to worry, Dr. Williams was a middle-aged lady and quite professional in her appearance and demeanor.

Our meeting was in her private office, rather than in some sterile exam room and we both felt comfortable with her from the beginning. We spent the better part of an hour relating to the doctor the background and reason for our appointment, then me explaining the steps I had taken with my regular doctor and the results of the tests he had performed. She also questioned Gaziantep Otele Gelen Escort both of us about our likes and dislikes in the area of sex, and at her request, we again described in detail the things we did with, and for each other.

Once all the cards were on the table, the doctor then advised us that if we wished to continue, that her method included both psychological and physiological therapy and that while at times it would be directed at one or the other of us, that both of us would need to be present each time.

We knew that it wouldn’t be cheap, but the money wasn’t an obstacle, so we agreed to continue. The next appointment was for ten the following morning and we were advised to allow for a minimum of two hours each time.

We met again in her office and she explained more of what she intended to do. I admit that there was some doubt in my mind when she told us that we would probably find that some of the things she asked of us would seem rather strange at the time, but that she would not intentionally embarrass either of us.

We both nodded in the affirmative, so she continued. Pam had a shocked look on her face and I probably did as well when Dr. Williams said that there would be times when one or both of us would need to be naked in her presence and that while she would not actually have sex with either of us, she would have to have physical contact as she demonstrated various techniques. She also said that we would be having contact with each other as we learned to apply her teachings.

I am sure that she was accustomed to the reaction we displayed, so she stood and told us that if we wished to continue, that she felt sure that she could help us, and that she would leave us alone for a few minutes to discuss it.

After a few seconds of silence while we looked at each other, I asked Pam what she thought and she said that she wasn’t completely sure how she felt but was willing if I was. I said that I wasn’t exactly sure what I thought either, and then she reached over and rubbed my hard cock and said, “Well, I think part of you wants to go ahead so let’s do it.”

We both sat in silence lost in our private thoughts, until Dr. Williams returned and asked if we had reached a decision. I don’t know if I was trembling with fear or excitement as I told her that we would like to proceed but that we would probably find some things a little difficult.

The doctor again re-assured us that she would not do anything with the intent to embarrass either of us and that we were free to call a halt anytime things became too much for either of us to deal with.

With another nod of heads, Dr. Williams rose and asked us to follow her. She opened a door inside her office to reveal another large room that contained an odd mix of furniture. One side resembled a very comfortable living room with an overstuffed couch and matching recliners, end tables, a coffee table, lamps and two large ottomans, all resting on plush carpet. The other half of the room had a tile floor and was fitted out like a doctor’s examination room, or perhaps more like an operating room.

In the center of the area was a larger version of the typical exam table, only more comfortable looking, with overhead lights that were moveable. Filling the wall was a row of cabinets and a countertop with a sink and two other doors, one labeled as a restroom, the other not labeled.

We followed her through the unmarked door and found ourselves in a smaller room with a pair of side chairs, a long table, and a metal clothes rack like you would see in a clothing store. Hanging on the rack were several white terrycloth robes and some empty hangers.

Dr. Williams explained, “This is the changing room. Each time you visit, you will need to come in here first and remove all of your clothing and put on one of the robes. When you have done that, just go into the other room and have a seat on the couch and I will be in to begin the days session.

With that she turned to leave, saying, “I will leave you to get ready and join you in the other room in a few minutes.”

We had seen each other dressing and undressing millions of times, but now it was somehow different, somehow a little intimidating. I was naked and in my robe in time to watch my wife remove her bra and then her panties. While her breasts have sagged a little with age, they are still beautiful and the sight of them swinging free and her full bush of pubic hair caused my cock to thicken and grow.

The robes were thick and plush and came to mid-thigh so nothing was exposed but just the thought of her naked underneath in a strange setting and knowing that eventually we were both going to reveal ourselves to the doctor served only to arouse me even more as we sat on the couch.

After about ten minutes Dr. Williams came into the room, making sure that we noticed her slide and old-fashioned bolt latch on the door, ensuring that no one could barge in on us. She had also changed clothes, now wearing basic hospital “greens”.

She took a seat in one of the recliners facing us on the couch and said, “Today I am going to perform a physical examination on both of you… I don’t expect to find any problems but hopefully this will help you to be able to relax around me and with each other.”

Then she stood and extended her hand toward me and I rose and followed her across the room to the exam table. When we reached it, she turned to Pam who was still seated and said, “I would like for you to join us, each time I do something like this, or demonstrate a technique I want you to be at each other’s side.”

When she had joined us, the doctor had me remove my robe and hand it to Pam and then have a seat on the end of the table with my legs hanging off. Then she had me lay back and I heard her moving some mechanical devices around. When I raised my head and looked I saw that she was moving some stirrups into position at the end of the table. I knew that my wife had been through this many times, but this was a first for me.

Once they were in position, she asked me to scoot down until my ass was hanging off of the table a little and then helped me put my feet into the stirrups. When they were in place, she looped some Velcro strips around my feet to keep them secure then swiveled them open, leaving me completely exposed.

By now I was so nervous that my cock had shrunk to nothing but a two inch worm, but the evidence of my previous state was apparent as Pam told me later that precum was dripping out of my foreskin.

The doctor began her examination by lightly rubbing her hands over my shoulders, then my neck and down to my chest. Neither Pam nor my doctor had ever paid any attention to my nipples but Dr. Williams certainly did, first brushing over them lightly with the palms of her hands, then circling each one with a fingertip. We had never considered my nipples as an erogenous zone but her fingertips circling and then a fingernail softly scratching the very tip caused them to harden and stand up and resulted in some delightful sensations.

Her hands then moved down over my belly, stopping at one point to allow a finger to rub around my navel then be inserted with some force and my mind registered that as another point of interest.

Although I couldn’t see it, I knew that my cock was no longer completely flaccid and just as the doctor reached my pubic hair Pam took my hand in hers and gave it a little squeeze of re-assurance.

Then Dr. Williams left my side and walked to the end of the table and stood between my splayed legs. I gave a little start as she closed her hand gently around my cock and asked, “I notice that your foreskin is quite long, does it cause you any problems or pain if it is retracted when you have an erection?” Then quickly she added, “Many women find a foreskin sexy and quite erotic.”

I told her that I had never had any problems in that area and always tried to make sure that I was clean under it and made sure that it was retracted when we engaged in sex. She chuckled softly and remarked, “That’s fine, but in retracting it beforehand you are missing out on a lot.”

I had always pulled it back as soon as my cock was hard because my father told me that it was the proper thing to do and now a little more information was added to the file in my head. I was wondering what Pam’s thoughts were as she watched another woman between my legs and touching me for the first time.

While the doctor did not actually masturbate me, I could feel my cock swelling as she gently squeezed it and within what seemed like only seconds I was completely erect. I had decided to just lay my head back and close my eyes and go with it, but I did sense Pam moving farther down until I felt her pressing against my leg.

The soft manipulation of my cock continued and since she had not retracted my foreskin, I assumed that she was taking note of whether the head remained covered or not. I knew from experience that it did remain covered with enough skin left to bunch up at the end, giving the appearance of an erect nipple.

I just had to raise up and look, though, when I felt my foreskin being pulled on and I saw that the doctor was pinching it between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand and stretching it up. I also noticed that Pam was bent over and watching intently. Then she released my foreskin and as it settled down, still covering the head, a large dollop of precum leaked out and ran down.

“Playing with his foreskin is a very good way of increasing his level of arousal, later I will show you some methods that he will like very much.” The doctor remarked to my wife and I saw her nod her head.

Then I watched as she took the two fingers and started sliding my foreskin down, exposing the head a little at a time. By the time it was fully retracted behind the head, the precum that had collected in there had run down and onto her fingers. Next I felt the pad of her finger as she rubbed it over that little bit of skin right under the head and listened as she explained that it was also quite sensitive, especially if it is gently pinched and tugged on.

I was proud when my cock remained erect and pointing up at her even after she released her hold, at least I didn’t have a need for Viagra. As she stepped back and pulled up a short stool, she asked my wife to move around where she was. Since I could no longer see what she was doing, I laid my head back down, then I felt her take my balls in her hand.

At first, it was as if she was weighing them because I felt them lifted up then lowered back down, then I felt her take the right one in her fingers, feeling all around it and pulling it away from my body a little. Then the other received the same treatment before being released and then the comment, “Very nice, no problems here.”

I tensed up as I felt her finger touch my ballsack in the middle and begin to slowly follow the little seam that guys have until it left my sack and started down over that patch of skin between there and my asshole. Since my legs were spread wide, that part of me was also open to view.

The finger never stopped it’s slow descent until it reached a part of me that no other person (except my doctor) had touched in my adult life. I clinched up even more when I felt her fingertip come to rest right on my tight hole and rub all around it. Then she asked Pam if she had ever played there and she answered that she never had.

As she stood up, Dr. Williams said to her, “Before we are finished, you will find out that there are many loving and erotic things you can do there as well.”

My feet were then released from the stirrups and I felt a little sheepish as I got off of the table and slipped back into my robe when I realized that my cock was still dripping precum. Then the doctor looked at Pam and patted the table, indicating that it was her turn. I guess women are used to the procedure as she climbed up and assumed the position with practiced ease.

As Dr. Williams swiveled the stirrups apart I could only stare in appreciation. I had seen Pam naked for almost forty years and had lain between her legs countless time, but never had I had a view such as this! With her legs spread wide, the lips of her pussy were visible, even through the dense forest of pubic hair and so was her little rosebud, a place that I had never looked upon with interest and certainly never ventured to.

Her exam was pretty much a duplicate of mine and I was curious about my wife’s thoughts as her breasts and nipples were stimulated, not by a person of the opposite sex but of the same sex. As uncomfortable as I was during my session, it would have been much greater if another man had done those things to me. By the time the doctor’s hands moved from there to her belly, her nipples were as hard as I have ever seen them, though, so I knew that she had enjoyed it.

When Dr. Williams dragged up the stool and sat down between her legs, I moved around as Pam had done. The doctor’s fingers began smoothing and spreading her pubic hair to either side of her pussy lips and when her outer lips were uncovered she put her thumbs on them and spread them open revealing her small inner lips. She continued gently but firmly spreading them apart until she gaped open slightly and her clit hood pulled back, baring its occupant to our gaze.

In my whole life, I had never really looked closely at her pussy. My tongue was familiar with it, but not my eyes. Then the doctor moved one hand up and around and slid two fingers down her pussy then scissored them open in an upside-down V to re-expose everything.

Then she touched the tip of her index finger against Pam’s sensitive clit and I heard her take in a sharp breath. I watched intently as the fingertip moved down slightly and the very end of the fingernail came to rest on a tiny little hole that I realized must be her urethra, although I had never actually seen it. I wondered if it was as sensitive as the opening in my cock.

As her finger moved farther, rubbing lightly over the inner lips, Pam’s state of arousal became evident as her juices began to leak out and run down. Pam gasped again when the finger made contact with her little asshole and began rubbing her juices on it as had been done to me. This was definitely something that we were going to have to investigate farther.

Dr. Williams then stood and helped Pam from the table and said, “I believe that is enough for today, when you have finished dressing, please join me in my office.”

We dressed in silence, preferring to wait to have any discussion about our experiences, and were soon seated in front of her.

She began by saying, “I cannot detect any arousal problems with either of you, and since you have indicated that Pam is able to reach orgasm, I am going to focus most of my attention toward you, Jim, and see if we can’t get things working properly again.”

“Hopefully, this won’t take more than one or two more visits, so if ten o’clock is satisfactory, then plan on being back at that time tomorrow and possibly Thursday as well.”

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Here I was, a seventy eight year old married woman, sitting back in a stretch-limousine, locked in a passionate kiss with an eighteen year old boy I had just met the day before.

Taylor is the son of my husband’s business associates. He was organizing a Gala to raise funds for an organization he started for his High School business plan. His business model was to provide technology for inner-city students.

Having helped organize and coordinate many fundraising ventures for Jewish organizations, I agreed to help him with his upcoming Gala.

I met him for a meeting at the same country club both my husband and I belong to, which coincidently his parents are also members of.

When I met him my heart began to beat faster at the sight of him. He was strikingly-handsome in a way that took my breath away.

While talking to him I found, Taylor to be charismatic, with an incredible business sense and an extreme confidence that went way beyond his teenage years. Of course, his chiseled, model-like looks only enhanced his business acumen.

During our luncheon it was hard to concentrate on the topic of the Gala because of how good-looking he was. He was also very charming and continually showered me with compliments about how stunning I was. He even went so far as to say I was sexy and had an amazing body. The way he said it as he looked me over had my body tingling with excitement.

That day I was dressed stylishly. A sheer white blouse. A cream-colored strapless bra, nude thigh high stockings, attached to a white satin garter belt. A pair of lace, satin panties and a pair of black high heel pumps.

It wasn’t my intention to dress to get his attention, as this is how I always present myself but, I had to admit, by the way his eyes scanned my body and how good-looking he was, I was absolutely glad that I did dress the way I had.

We ended the meeting by walking to his car with his arm around my waist. He had offered me a ride back to New York City where I was meeting my husband and his parents for dinner and drinks at our Penthouse and I accepted.

The walk to the car, with his arm around my waist as my high heels clicked on the pavement had my heart racing. In his car the accomplished eighteen year old expertly unlocked every one of my sexually dormant years by working my body up over and over until I came numerous times.

It started with us kissing in a very lingering-way for almost half an hour. Soft kisses as he told me how sexy I was had me squirming in the seat. As we playfully kissed he ran his hands over my stocking, crossed, stocking legs. His touch alone had me breathing deep and had my 34E breasts heaving in my sheer bra.

As he kissed my neck he continued to tell me how sexy I was and that I had an incredible body. His compliments and unhurried approach to turning me on melted-away years of me being inactive sexually.

This eventually led to his playing with my inch-long nipples through my blouse and sheer bra, to having his fingers deep inside me. His compliments about my body as he kissed my neck while he fingered me had me going from one orgasm to the next.

We were in his car for almost three hours and in that time he worked me unhurriedly, with masterful skills that were decades beyond his teenage years.

Although all of his attention was focused on turning me on and pleasuring me through unbelievable volcanic-like orgasms, I discovered that he had a gigantic penis. It was a cock of incredible length and girth.

With my husband and, Taylors father away on business in Israel for a week, the stage was set for the two of us to fuck.

“So fucking sexy,” he said kissing up and down my neck, as the limousine traveled through the streets of New York City, to the restaurant.

It was so sexy to be kissing like lovers. The sixty year difference in our ages was meaningless, as his skilled hands ran up my crossed, stocking, covered legs. As our tongues entwined, the feeling of his touch had me panting and moaning softly.

Breaking away from our kiss he reached for a bottle of Champaign that was chilling on ice. After popping the cork he handed me my glass. Looking into my eyes he said in a confident voice,” I can’t wait to fuck you.”

Groaning, I said in a hot breath, “Oh God, I can’t wait to be yours.”

“All week baby” he said as he kissed along my neck. “Your sexy pussy wrapped around my big cock all week,” he said in a confident tone before he leaned in and kissed me hard.

“Oh baby,” I moaned. “I can’t wait to have that great, big cock of yours deep inside me.”

The day before I got to feel his cock through his pants. It was staggering in size, and as my finger traced along the inseam of his pants I was in stunned disbelief at the sheer enormity of it.

Kissing him, my finger traced along the length of his massive bulge. The thought of us fucking all week and him having the biggest cock I ever felt had me soaking-wet.

As Gaziantep Anal Escort our tongues circled each others passionately I was so turned on that every part of my body was tingling as electric sparks shot through me. My inch-long nipples were aching, and I knew they were pushing through my sheer bra and the lite material of my dress in an obvious sign of being excited.

His skilled hands running up and down my nylons, then going under my crossed thigh to my bare skin had my body on fire. I couldn’t recall the last time, or for that matter ever being this turned on.

Through the years of my marriage I’ve had numerous affairs while my husband was away on business. They were trysts by many of his young, male interns and even a few of his young female interns. But, although very sexy and passionate and extremely naughty, I never felt this type of excitement flow through my body.

After an hour the limousine stopped. We had arrived at the restaurant. A ride that should have only taken ten minutes, had us driving the streets of the city for over an hour.

From yesterday’s time in, Taylor’s car; for over three hours, I now had a very good idea of his style. He was not about rushing when it came to fucking. He knew exactly how to control all the action, and especially how to excite a women. I was sure he had told the driver take his time arriving at the restaurant. When the phone inside chimed he reached for it told the driver to give us ten minutes.

Hanging up we went back to kissing for a few minutes. At this point he had me so worked-up. I was so hot at this point that our tongues were out of our mouths, flicking across each others wildly. It was pure wanton lust knowing that I was going to fuck him,

We finally collected ourselves. Smoothing-out my dress the driver opened the door. Taylor had gone out his door, came around and took my hand. Helping me out the door I looked at the name on the restaurant and raised an eyebrow.

“Very impressive,” I said, noting that it was a trendy-new restaurant that had a six-month celebrity waiting list to get a reservation.

There was a long line of people waiting to get in. With his arm around my waist he led me right to the entrance, bypassing the crowd. As we walked past the line I thought I heard murmurs of people saying, “That’s him.”

Because of the restaurant being in the news, about the long wait for a reservation, even for high-profile dignitaries and celebrities, that the murmurs were about some celebrity. Taylor led me right to the front of the line where he was greeted by the hostess who knew his name.

While we were at the county club yesterday, he had mentioned that he was partners in a restaurant in the city. Because of his only being eighteen I assumed it as a small restaurant. Most likely a hole-in-the-wall on the side-streets of lower Manhattan.

Just then it hit me like a cold glass of water in my face. This trendy, celebrity restaurant, with a six month waiting list to get a reservation, was owned by him, and the murmurs I heard were directed at him.

As we waked in, Taylor said hello to people who came up to say hello. With his arm around my waist he introduced me to everyone he knew. We went to a very private area in the restaurant where there was a single table.

When we sat his partners came out, along with the chef. After greeting us we sat beside each other. He ordered a bottle of any incredibly expensive bottle of champagne and after the waiter poured our glasses he left the room.

I was still in awe at his having ownership of this trendy restaurant when he looked in my eyes and said I looked incredible. We began kissing softly as I held my glass. My head was spinning but, not from the effects of champagne. It was because of how surreal this all was.

Me being seventy eight and him only eighteen. Him being so self-aware and with so much confidence, and also with the skills as a lover that mature men of the world didn’t come close to having.

“I Know what you’re thinking, Virginia,” he said as we sat at our private, secluded table.

He went on to say that he and two friends with the financial help of their parents started the business. One of the partners was the world-class chief that all the rave was about. Taylor, with his amazing salesmanship and incredible business acumen sold the twenty eight year old on the idea of opening the restaurant.

His two friends were in Harvard business school and began a marketing strategy on all social media that was so successful there was a buzz happening that had a three month waiting list before construction was completed.

“I’m so impressed I said,” looking into his beautiful, blue eyes.”

“Wait till I’m fucking you, Virginia,” he said with a strong tone, “then you’ll know what being impressed is really about.”

“Umm,” I moaned, as he leaned in and we began to kiss softy. It was a kiss that let him know I was all his and that I couldn’t wait to start our fuck.

Every course of the meal was extraordinary in every way, including presentation and taste. It was al heightened by, Taylor’s attention to me. His touch on my crossed legs as he continued to look into my eyes, or kiss along my neck and say how sexy I was had me positively glowing. Knowing this was going to lead to us fucking had me so wet.

In the limousine we kissed like lovers as we headed back to my penthouse. My body was on fire. I wanted to be his in the most desperate way. We could have gone to a hotel in the city but, I wanted him in my bed.

During their passionate kiss the seventy eight year old stunner was running her hand across his twelve inch mass. She was groaning deeply at the thought of what his huge cock was going to look like and feel like inside her.

He, in turn was thinking to himself smugly, ‘That’s right you sexy bitch, get a good feel of this big cock, because after I’m finished sucking that long, fat pussy, then tongue-fucking your asshole, then pinching and sucking your huge nipples until I’ve drained every ounce of cum out of you, I’m gonna re-shape your fuck-hole so wide you’ll want me in your bed every fucking night.’

Once we arrived at the penthouse, Charles, the doorman opened my door and greeted me as he did for years. His politeness as he held the door open was eclipsed by the way he scanned my body. I could tell it was extremely difficult not to gaze at my skin-tight dress that was sheer enough to see my bra and even the outline of my panties and garter belt.

Coming to my door once again was, Taylor. He immediately took my hand and helped me out of the limousine. As he did his eyes were riveted to my body as my eyes were on his gorgeous face and hard physique.

When, Taylor put his arm around my waist, Charles had a bewildered look on his face. Taking his arm away he pulled out a bunch of hundred dollar bills from his pocket.

Peeling-off ten one hundred dollar bills he put the money in, Charles hand, looked him in the eye and said in a firm voice, “That’s for where this sexy lady and I are going, what we’ll be doing all week, and what you’re going to keep to yourself. Am I clear?”

Taylor put his arm back around my waist as, Charles tipped his head acknowledging that he understood.

With that he peeled off another ten one hundred bills and said sternly, “And this is to make sure there isn’t one knock at the door or phone call from the front desk all week.”

“Yes sir,” Charles said with gratitude, as he quickly put the bills in his pocket.

That transaction, and the way, Taylor handled it had me so turned-on.

Walking through the lobby my high heels clicked on the marble title. The clicking sound of my pumps reverberated off the walls, transmitting to anyone who was watching, that I was going up to fuck this gorgeous eighteen year old stud who had his arm around my waist.

As the doors were closing I saw, Charles glancing our way as Taylor took me in his arms and we began to kiss. It had been years since I cheated on my husband but, I knew that Charles would never mention what he saw to anyone, out of fear that he would lose his job and the exorbitant Holiday tips doormen receive at exclusive addresses in Manhattan.

As my private elevator door opened, we were locked in a deep kiss. Closed-mouth with our tongues probing hungrily than open mouth as the tips flicked across each others wildly.

We stayed right there kissing for fifteen minutes. As we kissed his hands would circle my waist then travel down my sides touching my stockings. His touch had me moaning. When he put his hands on my bottom I was quivering.

“Beautiful ass,” he said as his hands softly caressed my cheeks.

“Oh God…that feels so nice,” I moaned as his hands ran from the bottom of my ass over the curve and back down.

We went back into a passionate kiss that had me whirling. As we kissed our tongues entwined with the deepest of hunger.

Reaching down, I felt his huge cock bulging in his pants and almost came from the excitement of it being so big. ‘God, I can’t even reach the end of it’, I thought in disbelief.

I began to think about what it would like to make his monster shoot and what it would look like as his cum shot from his cockhead.

After fifteen minutes of kissing in the open foyer Taylor led her by my narrow waist to the sofa in the living room. There was soft jazz music playing throughout the house and the clicking of my high heels on the tiled floor seemed to add a sexy quality to the ambience I set. The sofa was in the living room and the hunger to fuck each other had us stopping every few feet to kiss.

‘Oh God…just the way he kisses’, I thought, feeling my body going crazy already. ‘God, he can get me so wet just from the way he kisses’, I thought to myself breathlessly.

Before we sat, he pulled me towards him we kissed hotly for another five minutes. ‘God, he’s so exciting’, I thought, his hands trailed up under my dress and ran across my bottom. ‘I can’t believe how skilled he is’, as his hands ran across me methodically, pushing all my buttons.

While sitting beside each other, he looked me up and down with hunger and lust in his eyes.

“I can’t get over how fucking sexy you are,” he said taking in the sight of my body.

Running his hand up and down my crossed stocking covered legs he began kissing my neck.

“Oh God baby,” I purred.

“All week fucking you, while your husband’s out of the country,” he said as his hot breath sent shivers down my spine.

“Oh fuck, I moaned at the thrill of us being together for seven days and nights.

“Such an incredible body Virginia,” he said, as his fingers traced a path up my crossed thigh to the edge of my stocking tops.

Kissing my neck while his fingers ran up and down my stocking-crossed legs he said, “You know before meeting you I asked my mom how old you were, and when she said that you were seventy eight I got this imagine of a real old lady,”

He went on kissing my neck then added, “And the second I saw you and this amazing body all I could think about was how bad I wanted to fuck you.”

“Oh God baby, I moaned, “I want to be yours so bad,” I exhaled hotly, then kissed his lips to encourage him to kiss me again.

For the next half hour we were in a deep, passionate kiss. A lovers kiss. During that heated kiss his hands traveled up my stocking covered legs to the front of my breasts. His talented hands made me hotter with every passing second. At times he would make me suck his fingers, which had me climbing the walls.

“Suck my fingers baby,” he commanded, as he watched me lick each one while I was in a trance.

He was amused when he pulled his fingers away as my tongue continued to flick in the open air.

His talented hands continued to roam my body, sending waves of sparks through me.

“Oh fuck… feels so nice,” I whimpered as my eyes rolled in my head.

As my eyes rolled in my head I moaned, “So sexy,” from his thrilling touch.

As I groaned, I tossed my head back from the thrills he was sending through my body.

“Such beautiful legs Virginia,” he said as he began tracing his hand up and down my stocking crossed leg, while he looked into my eyes.

After kissing for almost an hour he parted my crossed legs and ran his right hand teasingly up my stockings, going ever so slowly across my thighs. After reaching the tops of the lace trim on my stockings he ran his hand over my hips and touched the satin material of my thin thong.

As we stayed locked in our lovers kiss, his hand went to the front of my thong. He began running his finger up and down, going the full length of my vagina.

After ten minutes my body was quivering. His fingertip, slowly trailing the length of my vagina had me moaning and breathing deeply, as I basked in the lavish feelings that were going through my body.

Throughout this, Taylor was kissing my neck softly.

“Such a long pussy,” he said in a deep voice right near my ear.

“Oh God…feels so sexy,” I purred as his hot breath and soft kisses going up and down my neck dove me insane.

“Remember my fingers in your hot cunt yesterday, Virginia?”

“Oh God yes,” I whined, as I thought about how he expertly moved my thong to the side and inserted his talented fingers inside me.

“Such a big pussy,”

“Umm,” I moaned as his finger trailed up and down the center of my vagina.

“Huge fuck lips,” he said, as he traced his finger over each of my long lips.

As he continued driving me crazy, my right hand was running up and down his gigantic bulge. All I kept thinking about was what it was going to feel like inside my pussy. In my life I’ve had so many lovers, but none ever felt nearly this big. Taylor was gigantic.

“I had three fingers in your pussy,” he said then bit my earlobe softly.

“Oh fuck.”

“That’s right, Virginia. “Three fingers moving inside that deep pussy as my thumb rubbed this huge, fucking clit.”

“Lover,” I groaned as I felt myself building to a climax.

“As I was finger-fucking your pussy, all I kept thinking about was how my big cock was going to love fucking you. How it was going to feel having these long pussy lips wrapped around it.”

Oh fuck,” I groaned, “I want your huge cock inside me so bad.”

His fingers began going side-to-side along the length of my pussy. My long lips were engorged and my clitoris was as hard as a marble.

“I loved making your hot cunt cum, Virginia,” he said right by my ear. “Plunging my fingers in your fuck-hole as I imagined my big cock bottoming-out in that deep-ass cunt of yours.”

“Oh fuck,” I whimpered, as I felt on orgasm reach the bursting point.

“Ready to cum baby?” he said in a hot breath.

Suddenly, I pushed down on my pumps. Taylor knew I was ready to cum.

“That’s it sexy. Let that big pussy cum,” he said in a commanding voice.

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