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Passion
By DiegoSly, in Erotic Couplings,
I start running a finger up and down your covered slit, soaking your panties even more. As my finger runs along your snatch, and my mouth is on your breasts you say the three words that, despite hearing them for years, still send my heart aflutter. "I love you!" "Not as much as I love you." With that I begin unbuttoning your jeans, letting them slide to the floor. Just how soaked your getting your panties is clear just from looking at them. And the bed under you. I slip a thumb inside the top of them and pull down. Getting another finger wet in the process. Now completely naked, I continue running my hand along your womanhood. I slip a finger inside you, making you scream. I move my lips from your breasts and place them firmly on yours. I pump my finger in and out of you, making your muffled screams even louder.
Suddenly you start to arch your back, yelling louder still. I withdraw my hand and back up, pulling away from you. Your begging whimper almost makes me finish you, but I had other plans in mind. I start to take my shirt off, finally starting to undress. Between my undressing and the lump in my pants, you figure out what I have in mind and move forward to unzip me. You slowly pull my pants down, letting my rock hard manhood free. You back away and lay down on the bed, still peeking at me from between your legs. You slowly and seductively spread your legs apart, allowing me to see your glistening pussy and the wet spot underneath it. I slowly move forward. Just before I touch you I lean forward and lock my lips with yours, kissing you even more wildly and passionately than ever before.
I push the head of my cock into your waiting pussy, which stretches slightly to accommodate it. It's so hot it feels like a furnace. Even after all our time together you're still as tight as the first time. Suddenly I push a few more inches into you, making you scream in pleasure with a slight amount of pain. I can feel your walls convulse as a fresh spray of juices washes my cock. I pull out so that just the head is in then thrust forward, inserting an extra half inch. I keep going like this, in and out, in and out, until my cock is completely inside you. Still pumping, you start getting louder and louder. Again you arch your back, beginning to orgasm.
This time I don't pull away, but thrust forward hard, making you cum again. The juices making your pussy even warmer, your convulsing walls feel like they are massaging my cock. Halfway into your orgasm I start to cum too, spraying deep inside you. I pull out of you, your own juice mixed with mine trickle out of your cunt. I collapse on the bed next to you and kiss you on the cheek; and wrap you tightly in my arms, with you too tired to do the same, or even speak begin to nod off. We both fall asleep at the same time.
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Awakening
By BASins, in Erotic Couplings,
She ended up talking to Rick about the conversation she had with her friend, telling him just how shocked she was that this friend reacted the way she had, “I mean hello it’s not the dark ages, how can she be so judgmental?” Rick told her “maybe she is just unsatisfied with her bedroom life and doesn’t know how to deal, don’t worry about it.” She nodded and let it go. Cassie wondered if “normal people” had as much sex as she and Rick did, she wondered if every other night could be too much? Would Rick get tired of her? She found herself at odds with her thoughts, unsure of what to think and then the worst thing that could happen did, Rick walked into the room one day and said “ we need to talk”. Her eyebrows shot up but she managed not to say a word.
She couldn’t breathe while she awaited him to talk, “I was wondering how open you might be to a new idea” she felt her brows furrow before she could stop it. “Now don’t get mad, I just want to run something by you” Ric said. “Okay… what?” she managed after a moment. “Well you and I have done a lot of things over the years, don’t look at me like that” Rick said. “Like what?" Cassie replied, "where are you going with this? Just spit it out Rick.” She wanted to know if he was going to say he was leaving her for someone new, and if so, she just wanted to rip the band aid off, she didn’t want to pussyfoot around.
“Fine, I want to have more adventurous sex” Rick explained. She couldn’t help but grin which only confused her now flustered husband. “Don’t get me wrong, I love having sex with you no matter where or how I can get it. I just thought we could explore a little more and wanted to know what you thought of the idea” Rick said. She was quiet for a few moments thinking of what to say and how. Finally she said “what do you mean more adventurous? We have done more than most people we know.” She tried hard not to remember the things that had upset her not all that long ago. To which he replied “well how about exploring fantasies, we had discussed them a while back.”
“Yeah, but I thought we were just talking, I didn’t ever think that you would want to enact them” Cassie replied. “It’s a thought” Rick said. “You are telling me that you would be willing to allow another man join our bed?” Cassie asked. “Sure” Rick said. “I think you haven’t thought about this, you get jealous if I talk to another man, how are you going to handle watching me fuck one?” Cassie wondered. “Well, we could do another girl” Rick replied. “mmm I don’t know” Cassie said. “I thought you said you would consider it” Rick came back. “I did… yes” she admitted before falling silent and prey to her thoughts. She thought of all the things that she had heard from her friends over the past few months about herself and her doubts, wondering if this would just prove all her fears or if she was just over thinking other people and their opinions. “All I am asking is that we think about it at the very least” he said, sensing her unease. “Okay I can handle that” Cassie agreed.
They left it at that for a while and the topic didn’t arise again. While out for dinner with a friend of his from work they met some new friends. They all agreed to continue the dinner parties, and Rick and Cassie agreed to host next time. As the guests lingered at their party, Rick and Tom went on a liquor run while the rest of the guests chitchatted in the living room. After a few rounds of drinks most of the party goers had departed leaving just a handful of people. Cassie decided to excuse herself to clean the dishes that had been forgotten on the dining room table.
She felt a pair of male arms reach around her to place a plate in the dishwasher that she was currently ent over fussing with knives and forks. “Sorry” came a male voice that wasn’t Rick's. She tried not to panic as he stood and moved back from her. She stood and turned to face him pasting a polite smile on her face, “thanks for helping out but I got this, why don’t you go back in with the others Tom.”
“Oh you are very welcome," Tom said, "and just so you know, the others are gone, just me and Mandy left.” She smiled and said “Oh, okay, well I will be out to see you off in a few minutes.” He smirked then nodded leaving the kitchen. Once he was gone she exhaled a breath she was holding. Once their guests were gone and they retired to their room Rick asked “what did you think of Tom and Mandy?” Cassie replied “They seem nice….. though I had a weird experience with Tom.” Rick's eyebrows shot up and he said “oh?”. “Well I was fixing the utensils," Cassie explained, "and he came in with a plate and reached around me to put it in the dishwasher but it left us in a rather not so appropriate situation. He didn’t stay longer than putting it in and stepping back, but I have to tell you this because I thought he was you till he spoke.”
Rick chuckled a little, then kissed her softly running his hand over her shoulder and down, grazing her breast while continuing south to cup her hip and pull her beneath him. Looking into her eyes he leaned in for another slow sensual kiss before sucking her earlobe into his mouth and nibbling on it a little.
She squirmed under his attentions, gasping then sighing. He ground his hips forward to let her know how much her little noises meant to him. He kissed then sucked on her neck causing her hips to buck upward of their own regard. Traveling further south he sucked her nipple through her thin silky nightgown. She moaned at the contact. She felt his hand on her thigh traveling up so slow she thought she might burst before he reached her drenched cunt. Just as he reached the Promised Land his hand went back down to her knee. Resisting the urge to growl at him, she pulled his bottom lip into her mouth sucking on it lightly. He couldn’t help but growl as his hand made its return north. Satisfied with his reaction, she proceeded to kiss him as if she were on fire and he was the air to supply more fuel for her flame. When he probed her mouth with his tongue she sucked his into her mouth. He ground forward again letting her feel every inch of excitement he was feeling for her. She shuddered lightly.
He continued his travels up and down her thigh driving her insane with the idea that he might set her free with his touches, but each time he went back to her knee. Her frustration built as well as her need. Just when she thought she might die “please?” she asked. “What baby” Rick teased. “I need it” Cassie begged. “Tell me what you need” Rick said. “I need your cock in me now” Cassie panted. “Do you? Can’t handle it baby?” Rick asked. “I need you to fuck me till we are both sated” Cassie said. He growled at her words. “Please rick, fuck me now” Cassie begged. “You need a good fucking do you? Are you wet?” Rick asked. “Why don’t you check?” Cassie grinned. “No, you need to tell me” Rick said. “Yes, I am soaked” Cassie replied.
He smiled before his hand rested right on top of her pelvic bone. She tried to move her hips upward but he shook his head no and said “tell me how bad you want me.” “More than I need to breathe” Cassie replied, to which Rick said “really?” Cassie replied back with, “Yes, don’t make me beg. I need you to stick your big hard cock in me and drive me over the edge until we both cum, screaming our pleasure to the ceiling.”
At that he couldn’t hold back any longer. He didn’t bother with clothes, just released his cock through the hole in his boxers and shoving her nightgown up, he sunk into her inch by inch. Once into the hilt, she shook, and he smirked before starting a slow rhythm making her more insane with need with each stroke. “Mmmm, harder baby” she whispered. He ignored her request leaning down to suck a nipple into his mouth, almost stopping all movements. She moaned though she wanted to growl aloud. He kissed her neck, sending shudders south causing her pussy to convulse around his cock and him to moan. His movements became more urgent, his pelvic bone touching her swollen sensitive clit over and over with each stroke. “Yes! Fuck me Rick!!” Cassie cried, and at that the little control he had left snapped and he pumped his hips for all he was worth, watching her face as he picked up the pace going from needy to pleasured. It did little to calm him. He told her “hold on” and went on at that pace. Each time he ground foreword she moaned a little louder until she came screaming “oh God, yes!” as she came. He didn’t stop, her pussy muscles tightening around his cock making it so much tighter he ground his teeth together as he continued to move before calling out his pleasure and cumming inside her.
When he looked down at her, she smiled and he kissed her. She realized that it didn’t matter where they explored together or what others thought of it, so long as they had each other the rest of it would work itself out.
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Wow, Isabel. She had been "one of the guys" from the first time he'd met her in their freshman year of high school. She had that laid back attitude, that made her fit into any crowd. Of course he'd had a crush on her from the beginning, but nothing had ever happened. To have found out just yesterday that she'd had a crush on him the whole time as well was bittersweet. Maybe if they'd finished their senior year together something would have happened. Probably not. Her family moving away suddenly closed that door though. It had left a lot of questions though, as they'd seemed to grow closer right before then even though she was dating Sean. His mind lingered a moment on the bittersweet memories of the three of them. Her family had never been tied to the community much, so when the news came that they were leaving there hadn't been anyone with a sure explanation. He'd heard the rumors, ranging from as mundane as a job offer on the other coast to the scandalous variety of affairs and divorce. He hadn't listened to any of them seriously though, as he knew them to all be pure speculation.
It was just last Wednesday evening when he'd received the surprise phone call. Her mom had just passed, and she was going to be in town briefly to scatter her mom's ashes and settle a few estate affairs. As surprised as he was to hear from her, he was even more surprised to hear his own voice inviting her to stay in his guest room while she was visiting. The following 24hrs was a volley of emails and calls to arrange the details, and then suddenly he's pulling up to that air terminal to pick her up. Oddly, even with all the time passed, she looked exactly as he expected: a little rounder and a little grayer, but exactly as his mind had drawn her. Even before they spoke, there was an easy familiarity. This was almost as comfortable as picking her up for school had been in the old beat up pickup he'd had all those years ago. His current truck was much nicer, but he chuckled to himself at the parallels.
Loading her couple bags into the truck bed only took a moment, and the ride home was easy. There was so much catching up to do, that nothing serious had to be said for hours. Later though, after dinner and unpacking, things were different. It was too late to get anything done in town, and the bustle of travel had left her fatigued anyway. Lots of tense silence... He knew she was dealing with her mother's death as well, but she said nothing about that. As the night drew on, he found her leaning against his shoulder as they stared into whatever mindless show was on the TV. She was a virtual stranger to him now, yet her warmth on his shoulder and his arm around her felt as natural as if she'd always been there. And yet, she hadn't. In fact, this was the most time he'd ever spent touching her. They didn't talk about themselves anymore, didn't talk much more at all. Just sat with each other. Eventually, it was late enough that they went to bed. With his bedroom and bathroom upstairs, he didn't see her again until the morning. He had felt a little guilty at that point for the lustful thoughts he had for her, like somehow even thinking them was disrespectful to her mourning. Still, they were there like they'd always been. For just a moment he flashed back to watching her with Sean, how even the most innocent giggle had stirred jealousy in him. Sean had been his friend, and yet his clumsy advances on her and less than chivalrous pawing had always bothered him. He had never said anything though, hadn't even admitted to himself what he was feeling back then. Feelings... He pushed them down and went to sleep.
In the morning, by the time he made it downstairs, she was already up and about and ready for the day. She didn't say anything about the night before, and so neither did he. She said she had to see a lawyer and realtor, about the family property. It was several hundred acres of mostly wilderness, overlooking the Pacific, that they had used to hang out on as kids. Even though there were no fences, it had remained largely undisturbed all these years. She asked him if he'd be able to go with her to scatter her mom's ashes in the afternoon. Considering his work schedule a moment, he decided it wouldn't be a problem for him to leave work a little early, so they agreed that he'd pick her up at the realtor's at 3. That'd leave them enough daylight to make it out to the old property right about dusk.
His work day was a blur, mindless productivity. His mind was still on the night before. He knew he should be focused on being supportive to her this afternoon, but the sensation of her warmth pressed up against him wouldn't leave his mind. 2:30 arrived quickly. He said his goodbyes and arrived at the realtor a couple minutes before 3. He had only been there a minute when she came out of the realtor's office. Her expression was expectedly somber, but the salesman's enthusiasm of the realtor seemed out of place to him. Didn't this man have any respect for the situation? She climbed in without speaking, the box containing her mother's urn already secure in the back. As they pulled away, she glanced at him, a wordless thank you passed between them. Even with the time that had passed apart, this is what friends do for each other. They show up when needed and don't ask for explanations.
The roads out to the old property were full of twists and turns, many of which were permanently shady and damp. Like an old familiar game though, he wove through it. They'd done this ride hundreds of times as kids, usually with a load of screaming friends along. This time it was just the 2 of them, and it was far more thrilling. She was belted into her side of the bench seat, and all he could think about was how much more he'd prefer if she slid over so he could put his arm around her again. He could almost admit to himself how much he wanted to be touching her again. The desire brought back more memories of that final summer before she moved away. The last time they'd come out here, was just he and his current girl Claire, and Sean and Isabel. They'd all crammed into the old pickup to come out here with a small picnic and a bunch of ill-gotten beer. Each couple had paired off after lunch. Although the goal had been some privacy, where they'd ended up he could see Sean and Isabel. Claire had been a sweet girl, but stolen glimpses of Isabel had fueled his passion that day. He was always a bit ashamed when he remembered that afternoon, that he was imagining himself with her the whole time... that when the moment had come, it was his view of Isabel's head in Sean's lap rather than Claire's fervent efforts that put him over the edge. He had wondered, and even hoped a few times, that he hadn't imagined her glancing over at him. Most of the time he knew that was crazy, but sometimes he hoped not.
As they crested the last rise and emerged from the forest, they were greeted with the sun just reaching the horizon over the pacific. Truly, this had to be one of the greatest views on the planet. He only wished there was a better reason to be here. He again felt guilty for feeling lust for her in the current, somber setting. If only...
She was carrying the urn under her arm as they walked slowly out to the edge of the bluff, her other hand clutching his. Nothing was said. They just walked to the edge and stood there for a long while. Eventually, she knelt and undid the top of the urn, upending it over the rocks and surf below. She was crying silently when she stood up and turned to embrace him. Her head fit very naturally into the hollow of his neck, and her hair pressed against his cheek. There were no hysterics. She just sobbed silently into his chest, and clung to him desperately. Eventually, her grip relaxed and the crying stopped. He wasn't sure how long they'd been standing there, but the sun was dipping below the horizon now and the shadows were fading. She still didn't let go of him, but her embrace had changed. It was no longer a desperate clutch, and now she was pressed against him along her whole length. He could feel her breath on his neck, and he knew his body was going to respond as it had done last night. He felt the heat of shame creep up the back of his neck. He had to move before she noticed. He moved a hand to her face, to break the moment and suddenly found himself cupping he upturned face just inches from his. The urge to kiss her was unbearable, but he just KNEW that this was the most inappropriate--- and then her lips just barely touched his. She had done it, not him. It almost didn't count as a kiss, and yet it electrified his whole body. He was suddenly aware that she wasn't looking at him with sadness or like an old friend. There was an urgency in her look, but it was definitely passion not sadness. He had hesitantly lowered his mouth to hers. Her lips were soft and yielding, and it was a kiss that he'd waited most of his life for. She quickly became more aggressive. A nibble, pulling his lip into her mouth. Almost against his own will, his tongue darted out and she welcomed it playfully with her own. Now he KNEW his body was responding and she had to be aware of it as closely as she was pressed against him. The hands that had so innocently hugged her just a minute ago had slid lower now to hold her hips against him. There had been no thought on his part, only the two of them pressed together, as he'd imagined all those years ago. No longer the skinny teenagers that they'd been, they fit together far better now than they would have then.
As suddenly as it had all started, she broke the kiss and pulled back. "It's getting chilly. We ought to get going." They had walked back to his truck in silence, holding hand just as they did when they arrived. It was different now though, the tension between them palpable. He was sure his hand was trembling, but hers was as firm and steady as ever. Was this a game to her? He worried and wanted like a tug of war, his thoughts rattling inside his head. Back in the truck and headed back out through the old familiar roads, she broke the silence with some reminiscing... It is then that she'd mentioned how she'd had a crush on him through high school. She even admitted to fantasizing about him when dating Sean. That had struck him like a lightning bolt. He hadn't dared to look over at her in that moment. She had continued to talk about imagining it was him, James, reaching under her shirt or into her pants rather than Sean. She even mentioned that last picnic, how she had watched him watch her and she had known how that he wanted it to be her. He could feel the back of his neck burning with some alien mix of shame and lust at the same time. She had known his secret all this time. The conversation had trailed off then, with only a few less personal memories shared. He didn't know what to make of these revelations.
Back at his house, they fixed dinner together, still talking about their teenaged years but carefully skirting the more personal topics. After eating, they retired to the couch again, but didn't bother with the TV this time. She pressed herself against him again. She had quite clearly become the aggressor and the self doubt he felt earlier had faded to a distant whisper. They'd spent the whole evening petting and kissing, and every time he thought they were going to shed clothing she'd change positions or need a break. The discussion had become more explicit, as she described her teenaged fantasies of him. She told of loosing her virginity, and that she'd whispered his name as she'd felt that first penetration. She related clumsy fumblings in back seats and under bleachers, and using her visions of him to fuel her passion. Her ability to keep him at the edge of loosing control seemed to go on and on. As passionate as it was, it had frustrated him to no end as well. It had been like she enjoyed the attention and knowing that he wanted her, but didn't want to let him go any farther than petting. Eventually, she had said it was late and that they ought to get some sleep. He had sheepishly agreed without protest, while inside he had been screaming. He was throbbing as he climbed the stairs, his mind still fixated on her curves pressed against him, her hungry kisses on his mouth and neck. Even the simple smell of her shampoo filling his nose kept him wanting her.
His bedtime ablutions done without thinking, he was stripped to his boxers and in bed in moments. His hand went absentmindedly to his hard-on, but this time he didn't feel ashamed. He was still mildly annoyed at her for dismissing him like that, but now he just wanted to finish what had been brewing all night. His hand moved, sliding and squeezing instinctively, as his mind replayed the best parts of the last couple hours. He imagined how it'd feel to have her naked body sliding against his, how wet she'd be for him. He envisioned her wonderful mouth moving lower. Now he was getting close, he could feel it building.
"That looks yummy. Mind if I help?" He nearly jumped out of bed in shock. He was instantly overcome with shame at having been discovered, naked, stroking himself. She wasn't even naked, just standing in his doorway in pajamas as innocently as if she'd asked for an extra pillow. Without waiting for him to recover from the shock or answer, she strode confidently to his bed and sat on the edge.
"We've been messing around all night. You've been pressing that hard-on against me for hours. I told you about fantasizing about you. I told you I watched you watching me and Sean. I've done everything I could do get you to step forward. You know, it's okay to take the initiative sometimes. From here out, you need to make the moves. I've done everything up to this point, but now it's up to you."
She had delivered this as if making an observation about the weather. The incongruity of her tone and the moment shocked him as much as the words themselves.
They sat there for a moment, he naked and now limp, her in pajamas sitting on the edge of the bed. He had heard her words, and part of him wanted to grab her, push her down, and take her forcefully. Instead though, he sat frozen. She looked down, and then away. He knew that she was on the verge of leaving if he didn't do something. Feeling desperate that the moment is slipping away from him, his hand reached out. It was one of the most difficult gestures he'd ever attempted, and when his finger tips touched her arm it was like an electric shock.
He stammered, "I always... I just never..."
"Shhh... don't speak."
"I..." She turned toward him, and this time he found himself able to reach with both arms and pull her forward on top of him. He could feel the points of her nipples through the thin material, and was aware of the blood pounding in his temples. Her lips were trailing a line of soft, gentle kisses along his collarbone. He reached around her, gathered her shirt and pulled it over her head. Finally freed, her breasts weren't small and perky as he'd imagined in high school. They were the full, gracefully curving breasts of a grown woman. Curves that pressed against him now, warm and wonderfully soft. Curves that trailed down across her abdomen into full round hips. He watched her thumbs hook into the waistband, and his hands reached down to help. She had to turn away for a moment to get the pants down her legs, then she was back on top of him. Feeling her bare skin, his hands seemed to know what to do, even though his mind was still spinning. Her kisses weren't teasing anymore, they were the promise of passion that he'd dreamed of since high school. No longer fumbling from inexperience, her hands expertly caressed him, urging him onward. Her breath was against him, while her hands reached lower. Suddenly, her fingers encircled him, throbbing with desire. Her voice was low and smooth as silk, "Mmmmmm, that's what I want."
Restraint was a distant memory, and even conscious thought seemed foreign. His fingers knotted in her hair as he kissed her deeply. Then, using her hair to guide her, he pushed her head down to his renewed hard-on. Her eyes turned up at him, and there was a playful smile in them. Then her tongue traced a slow circle around the head. Not able to stand it anymore, his eyes had closed as he tugged her head down, forcefully. Again and again, through his closed eyes he could hear the wet slurping sounds and feel the low vibrations of her humming as he slid in and out of her mouth. The sensations were incredible. He could hear her gagging, but her hands clutching his ass, pulling him in, told him she had no intention of stopping.
"Ugh... Oh fuck. Oh..." He was totally unaware he was even speaking.
Suddenly, she pulled up with a gasp. "Slow down cowboy. This rodeo isn't going to end THAT quickly." She squeezed him hard, too hard, and the orgasm that had been building receded some. Having finally let loose the passion he'd been storing up all these years, he wasn't going to be shut down anymore. Still past thinking at this point, he barely heard her words. Pushing her off him, he rolled on top of her, kissing or licking every body part that presented itself. Her lips, cheekbone, and earlobe, the hollow of her neck... Her arched response as his lips trailed across her shoulder made him smile. Down the valley between her breasts now, and over to an erect nipple... He reached down with his free hand, and for the first time felt her wetness. My god he was shocked at how wet she was and how easily his fingers slid inside her. Immediately, he was drawn to focus his kisses lower. To her abdomen, then the curve where her waist became her hip, and eventually across the faint tan like where her bathing suit must rest. Lower still, until he was kissing the tender skin of her upper thigh, watching so close as his fingers found her clit and caressed it. His fingers were glistening and slippery now. There were no words, but her small gasps and almost silent moans encouraged him. She knew exactly what she wanted, and was guiding him. She spread her legs even further, hips pushing upward, urging him onward. His tongue darted out. Time was a blur. He didn't remember beginning, but his entire face was buried in her with her juices running from his chin. How long? Had he done this, or was she in charge still? It didn't matter as spasms rocked her again and again. His tongue was sore from unfamiliar exertion, and his forearm ached with the strain of pushing into her again and again.
He slowed to catch his breath, pretty sure that this was all a dream. Isabel continued to writhe beneath him, her hands clutching his hair.
"Oh fuck I love that tongue" This was not the old friend in mourning that he had invited into his home. "Lick me baby, show me what you can do" The smooth purr of her voice was hypnotic. Commanding? He wasn't sure. Suddenly, he had realized like a blow to the head, that the only way to keep pleasing her was to do what he wanted rather than what she told him to do. She hadn't gone with Sean all those years ago because he had asked, but because he had reached out and taken what he wanted. With a final, long slurping kiss to her clit, he rose to his elbows, and then upright to his knees.
"My turn."
The hesitance was gone. The voice he heard was rougher and commanding, and he didn't even recognize it as his own. Rock hard again, he grabbed her leg and rolled her over onto her stomach. His hands took a moment to travel her curves again and to marvel at the swell of her hips and ass as she struggled to regain her balance. Quickly he straddled her, pinning her hips to the bed with his weight. His cock resting between her cheeks, a sort of promise or threat. One hand clasped the back of her neck, a sharp smack on her right cheek drew a gasp and moan, and she had arched her hips up at him. Almost without effort, he slid into her. A slight shift of his hips and he was pressed against her, fully inside her now, surrounded by her wetness and heat. Short rocking strokes, the sensations filling his mind. She tries to push back against him, but he pushes her down with a hand in the center of her back. Pinned, and penetrated, she can only grunt and moan as he slowly pushes in and out of her. Her hands clutch at the sheets, and her mouth opens and closes wordlessly. The temptation to increase the tempo is incredible but he held off somehow. He was possessing her now. This time the self restraint is about taking her body fully, letting her feel him on top of her, controlling her sensations. Almost on accident (almost), his thumb finds the crinkled entrance to her ass and gives a slow rub and gentle push. Her head had snapped around at that, trying to look at him. The look of worry on her face is real, and yet she doesn't ask him to stop.
"Ugghhh" Somehow, even with only a moan, she conveys her own hesitance. A little more pressure, and she relaxes. He's surprised at how easily she yields to him. His thumb pushes in a little more, and he can feel his own cock against his thumb now and the sensation thrills him. His tempo has increased, and now he's plunging into her with enough force to make her gasp on each thrust. She squirmed more now, as if she were trying to get away but not really.
This time his thumb sank in deep with a single shove. "OOohhh!" and again she twisted to look over her shoulder. Expressions of lust and fear struggle for control of her face. Even as she writhed beneath him though, half of her motions were pushing back into him.
"Are you going to take it in the ass?"
"Uugghh" Uncertainty? She didn't say no...
"I'm going to put my cock in your ass now. You'll like it." It wasn't the request that he'd have made a short while ago. It was a statement, a promise. For the first time, he was comfortable taking what he wanted.
His hips rocked back, withdrawing completely, and then forward again so that he just slides between her cheeks, slippery and shiny from her juices, again he marvels at how wet she it. Back and forth. Back and forth. A subtle shift, and now the head is pushing against her. Her sharp intake of breath tells him she wasn't completely ready, but his head is inside her now. She's literally biting the pillow, moaning through clenched teeth, as he slowly eases forward. She's not trying to get away anymore. Eyes closed and holding her breath, she still manages to angle her hips to help him. All in now, and they just hold still for a second. Breath explodes from each of them, hers ragged through her clenched teeth, him panting from exertion. It probably only lasted a second, maybe two, each of them captured by their own sensations.
"This is going to be fast and hard" A tiny nod from her is all he needs. Then he's ramming into her, holding onto her shoulders for leverage. He can feel her whole body tense beneath him, and is aware of every bit of friction as he possesses her completely. The sheen of sweat on her back, her hair clinging together in clumps from where he was holding it, the wet slapping sound, animal grunts, and heavy breathing is all there is to hear. This isn't the tender, romance he had sometimes dreamed of. It wasn't even steamy sex that he fantasized about. This was hotter and more animalistic than he could have ever imagined. Then his orgasm arrived, quickly as predicted. He was no longer aware of what he was doing or saying. The spasms grabbed hold of him, thrusting and grunting, this time it is his teeth clenched. He was distantly aware of her own sounds and motions, his own sensations almost drowning them out. Slowly, as his body relaxed, and the numbing fog crept into his brain, he collapsed forward onto her. Their sweat mingled and began to cool almost instantly as they both struggled to catch their breath. He'd been vaguely aware of thinking that it's lame to fall asleep after sex before the darkness overtook him.
Some hours later he woke to the smell of brewing coffee. Downstairs, he could hear the faint clink of dishes. Still unsure what had happened the night before, or what it meant now, he stumbled down the stairs. Isabel was fully dressed, and her packed bags were waiting at the door already. The tender, almost raw feeling between his legs verified that the night before wasn't a dream and yet nothing in her actions or tone gives any acknowledgement.
"You were sleeping so soundly. I hope you don't mind me rummaging in the kitchen. I made coffee and put together some eggs and toast for us."
Inane chit chat fills the gaps between bites, and nothing is said about the night before. Her flight is only a couple hours away, so it is easy to skip over the time.
And so here he is, driving out of the airport lot, his head full of questions and emotions, seemingly without any way to answer them. She had embraced him at the security check, and given him a goodbye kiss that was almost friendly but just an instant longer than friendly. Then suddenly she was gone through the gate...
Was there supposed to be more? Were they going to talk about what had happened? Maybe this is it, a single night of passion. As wonderful as it had been, that idea is very dissatisfying to him.
Just before he reaches the merge to the highway, his phone buzzes. At the stop sign he checks, Isabel of course, "I have to come back in 2 weeks to meet with the realtor again. I've decided not to sell the property. I may be building a house there. Can I stay with you again? I really appreciate you helping me through this, and would love another chance to thank you some more."
Smiling to himself, he pulls out into traffic. This has been a long time coming, but now he's confident that this the first chapter of a great novel rather than a disposable short story.
THE END
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She saw that the back sliding patio door was open with the screen closed so she figured he was out in his workshop. She smiled to herself and was sort of glad that she had a few minutes alone anyway.
Tina went to the bedroom, carrying the bag she’d brought in with her, and took off her work clothes except for her panties and bra. She looked at herself in the full mirror and couldn't help but feel good about her appearance. At 45 she was still in pretty good shape. Her tall, 5’ 11” frame handled her 160 pounds quite well and she always admired her own full breasts that, with the help of the bra, didn't sag a bit. Tina stood there several minutes before turning and looking over her shoulder at her own bubble butt. She grinned when she imagined it being Larry’s bubble butt and wondered just how cute his butt was going to be in the new panties she’d bought for him.
As she took the panties out of the bag she remembered buying them at Sears. They were close enough to her own size that it wasn't going to be at all suspicious at the register. But the bra had been a different matter all together. She knew that Larry would take at least a 46, which was obviously way larger than she would wear, and she wanted the cup to be appropriate and the B cup she had chosen would never fit over her D breasts. She was relieved when the clerk at Sears had simply rung up the panties, slip and bra without even looking up.
Her heart was beating so radically when she pulled into the parking lot of the Adult Super Center at the exit to Wildwood, off of I-75, that she didn't think she’d have the courage to go in. But she looked at the bag in the passenger seat and knew she had to.
Tina got out of her car, composed herself quickly, and walked directly into the front door. She had tunnel vision and looked only at the shelves, ignoring the many men who were staring, lustfully, at her. She saw the shelf she was looking for and picked out a pair of undies that worked as a holder for a dildo. She figured it would seem more natural. She then looked at some of the dildos but couldn't decide on one that would seem real enough.
She decided to simply act much more experienced than she was and turned, walked straight up to the man behind the counter and asked, “are those the only dildos you sell?”
“If you’re looking for something for that”, the clerk nodded toward the panties in Tina’s hand, “we have some that are more expensive in the showcase,“ he pointed to the glass case to his left, “but I’m sure your girlfriend would think they’re worth the price.”
‘Girlfriend?’ Tina thought to herself and hadn't considered that anybody would naturally assume that. “Well,” Tina now had more confidence, “she is worth any price.” Tina looked around and noticed that every man in the store was watching and listening. “The woman simply loves to be fucked!” Tina was now really enjoying this task that she had been so dreading. She looked at several of the dildos and then saw one with two ends and a bend that had an obvious purpose.
“That one,” the clerk had seen Tina lingering on the Feeldoe, “is so you and your partner can both feel the experience together.”
“I’ll take it.” Tina placed the panties on the counter and, while the clerk was getting a box with her Feeldoe in it, she found her credit card in her purse. She paid, went quickly back to her car, and had driven straight home.
Tina reached in the Sears bag and pulled the bra out. She hoped that she’d gotten the correct size. Then she took out the slip and panties and layed all three items out on the bed.
Tina then slipped her own panties off. She took the Feeldoe out of the box and went into the bathroom and washed it, first with alcohol, and then with antibiotic soap that was scented enough to cover the smell of the alcohol.
She looked for some lube but remembered that they kept it in the dresser by the bed. She started to go find it but realized that she was so turned on that she’d likely be wet enough not to need any lubricant.
Tina was even wetter than she would have believed and when she placed the end of the Feeldoe that she’d selected for herself, it slid right in to the center ridge with no effort.
Tina stood there for a moment adjusting to, and enjoying, the feel inside her. Then she got the panties out of the bag and slipped them up, over the Feeldoe, and on herself. She looked in the mirror and was pleased that the panties had been a flesh color and it really looked like she had a cock. She couldn't help stroking it and, when she did, found out exactly what the clerk had mentioned. It moved enough under the panties, and in and out of her vagina, that it felt really good and she was sure that she’d be enjoying this outfit even without Larry at times. Tina suddenly realized that she’d been standing there jacking off instead of getting ready and she quickly slipped her other panties up and over her ass and new cock.
The bulge was very obvious in her panties but it was fairly well concealed when she slipped her skirt and blouse back on.
Tina, now dressed again, went out the back door and walked directly to Larry’s workshop and walked right in.
“What in the world?” Tina exclaimed when she saw her husband with his pants and underwear around his knees and his cock in his hand. “And just what are you looking at?” Tina didn’t wait for an answer and looked over his shoulder at the photo album containing pictures that had been shared with a couple they’d known years before. “I didn't know you saved those,” Tina looked concerned then added, “I wonder if he saved ours too?”
“Probably,” Larry had let his softening cock go and was pulling up his underwear and pants, “he’s human, isn't he?”
“I don’t know about the ‘hu’ part but he is the ‘man’ part so,” Tina smiled and let her husband know that, although busted, he wasn't in trouble, “if he enjoys getting off looking at me then who am I to feel badly.”
“Well,” Larry closed the photo album and was about to put it back on the high shelf where he kept it.
Before he could finish his sentence Tina interrupted, “I’ll take that now.” Tina took it from him and quickly opened it and turned to the pages with the other husband’s photos. “I’m going to look at this for a few minutes and while I do I want you to go to the bedroom and change into the things that I put on our bed for you.” Tina didn't even look up from the photo album as Larry, obediently, turned and went through the door.
‘Damn,’ Tina thought to herself as she looked at the pictures of Dave, ‘he was pretty darn hot,’ she remembered again the weeks that the two couples had cybered and exchanged these pictures and it was turning her on, ‘what a gorgeous cock,’ Tina then remembered that she now had one herself and couldn't resist reaching down and rubbing that bulge through her skirt and panties, “mmm…”, she now spoke out loud as she felt her cock fucking her own vagina.
Tina enjoyed a few more minutes but then figured that Larry had been given enough time to be ready for her. She put the album up on the shelf where Larry had kept it, made a mental note to come back out there when Larry wasn't home, and strolled slowly back to the house, feeling the movements that her walking created in her underwear.
“Didn't you want me to shave first?” Larry looked very uncomfortable about standing there with a satin slip over his panties and bra.
“I did,” Tina sounded confident and in control, “but I changed my mind when I thought about how the stubble would feel,” she made it obvious that she was looking him up and down, “besides, your blonde body hair is soft,” she stepped back a step, “turn around and show me your ass.”
Larry turned and, when he did, Tina saw that his ass was gorgeous in that slip that fit just snug enough that she could see the panties through it. She was drawn to it and she couldn't resist stepping in and pulling him back into her.
Tina felt his ass and, when they made contact, the pressure of her pelvis against his ass caused the Feeldoe to push more deeply inside of her.
Larry felt the cock against his ass the moment contact was made. After a second of surprise, Larry pushed his ass back against it. As he pushed back, he felt Tina hunch forward and the two were quickly dry humping each other.
Tina kissed Larry’s bare shoulders and reached her arms around him and felt of his breasts through the thin fabric of the slip and the sheer cups of the bra. She could actually feel his nipples getting hard through the fabric and wondered why she’d never noticed how large and firm his nipples could be when he was aroused, and she knew that he, and she too, were very aroused.
Tina continued her humping Larry’s ass and she rose one arm to allow her hand to slip down inside of his slip and bra and she began working his nipple the way she knew she enjoyed her own nipples manipulated.
Larry wanted to go to the next level so badly but he was enjoying this level too much to leave.
Tina was in no hurry and simply savored every feel with her hands and every thrust of her pelvis that worked her cock in and out of her vagina.
Larry finally began losing his ability to stand and leaned over and put his hands on the side of the bed for support. Tina could now really see his ass with the bulge of her cock pushing against it. She glance up and saw them in the mirror and realized that they looked much sexier than she’d ever imagined it would be.
“Turn around and sit on the bed,” Tina spoke with authority as she slipped her skirt and shirt off, “and take off your slip now,” Tina added as she slipped her bra off, “Now suck my tits.”
Tina held them out to Larry after he’d gotten the slip off and was now only in his new bra and panties. Larry leaned forward and took one, then the other, into his mouth. Tina slipped her own hands down into Larry’s bra and began playing with his nipples and using her manipulations to let him know what to do to hers.
After several minutes of this she leaned down and, pulling his bra cups down, used her mouth to give his nipples the pleasure that her nipples had received from his mouth before.
“Are you ready to be fucked now,” Tina was really telling as much as asking and she walked to the dresser and got out the lube as she spoke, “no, keep them on.” Tina ordered when she saw that Larry was about to take his panties off.
“I want a blow job first though,” Tina had second thoughts and stood in front of Larry with the lube still in her hand, “take out my cock and suck it good for me.”
Larry didn't hesitate and when he pulled her panties down he was introduced to a cock that fit his tall wife perfectly.
When he grabbed it he noticed that she flinched and when he took it in his mouth she flinched again. He had no idea that a strap-on cock would make a woman flinch like that but he loved it and began sucking in unison with her movements.
Tina couldn't believe how wonderful it felt and knew that she would be able to orgasm with just the blow job. But she wasn't ready yet for her orgasm. She wanted her first orgasm today to be from fucking her husband.
“Turn around now and get on your hands and knees.” Tina didn't need to repeat and Larry did as she asked.
Tina pulled Larry’s panties down just enough to allow her to squeeze some of the lube into the crack of his bubble butt. She worked it around and then, when she worked it into his anus with her finger, she fingered him a few times with one, then two of her delicate fingers.
When Larry was hunching back against her finger-fucking him, Tina squeezed more lube onto her own cock and worked it all over by jacking herself off. It felt so good but she was ready to do something that she’d been wanting to do since they first met. She guided her cock to the top of his butt crack and let it slowly slide down until it was in a direct line to enter him. She thought about, and wanted to, thrust one long, fast, time and simply impale him but she feared it might hurt him so she only went in an inch or two before pulling back and waiting a moment. She did this two times and was about to repeat a third when Larry pushed back and took all of her in.
Tina now lost it and began fucking Larry with moves she’d never used before. She wasn't that good yet but she planned on becoming an expert in the future. It simply felt better than anything she’d ever felt.
“Quick, turn over,” Tina pulled out and was trying to turn her husband over herself, “I want to do you missionary so we can kiss.”
As Larry turned to lay on his back, Tina took the moment to put more lube on her cock.
“Raise you legs up,” Tina instructed and then put more lube on Larry’s ass, “spread them baby!” Tina smiled and crawled up and onto her husband and, as her body slid forward, she guided her cock back into it’s desired location.
Tina loved the feel of her cock fucking her husband but she was suddenly aware of another feeling she’d never experienced. She felt the silky softness of his bra against her hard nipples and it really felt good too.
Each time Tina thrust in, Larry thrust back up. Their mouths met and the two were devouring each other in a way they’d never known possible in the fifteen years they’d been having sex.
Tina could feel her own cock inside of herself and inside of her husband and she could now feel his huge clitoris against her belly.
She had no idea how long they’d been kissing and fucking but she knew exactly when her climax arrived because she almost thought that she had more than a little death and had, actually this time, died.
Larry felt the first orgasms that he’d ever experienced and was surprised how he could have more than one and still want more. Then the multiple orgasms came closer together and he knew that his ejaculation was soon to come.
Tina felt the numerous shutters as she continued to fuck her husband even after her own pleasures had been satisfied and then she was elated, if almost relieved, when she felt his clitoris squirting violently onto her stomach between them.
How long they’d remained in that position with her cock still inside her husband, neither knew or cared. But they finally realized they needed to move, if they were ever going to be able to again.
“Are you sore?” Tina asked politely as she raised up and pulled her cock out of him.
“Maybe,” Larry grinned and kissed Tina quickly on the lips before she was too far away, “but in a good way.”
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The Opening Up
By John Down, in Erotic Couplings,
Our adventure began on one of our trips to the beach a number of years ago. We had rented a hut for the weekend to get some rest and relaxation. On the Friday night of our arrival we found a restaurant close by to have dinner. When we arrived at the restaurant, we were seated and settled in for the evening. While enjoying our meal we overheard the couple next to us talking - saying that they should have done this getaway a long time ago and that the hut was a delight - my husband soon realized that they were occupying the hut next to us. During the meal, my husband went to their table and introduced us to them, Bob and Kate and invited them to come over to our table for a glass of wine after dinner. Well they came and we had a lovely evening, enjoying coffee and desserts. After we finished dinner we parted ways.
When my husband and I returned to our hut we opened up a bottle of wine and settled in for the evening relaxing on the couch next to the window overlooking the ocean. We were quite horny and when we are horny, we get down and dirty as they say. My husband pulled me into him and started to kiss me and whisper in my ear how lovely that couple looked tonight....how inviting their bodies looked, how satisfying it would be for us to play with them. Well I sat back and looked at him...what was he doing? So we stopped making love and talked a bit ...well actually we didn't quite stop making love because the caressing and the wet kissing was still going strong ......alas I digress. We talked and kissed - talked and loved - talked and made the other so horny. We both wanted to make sure we were on the same page with regard to the subject of the swinger's lifestyle. The stage was set. I jumped in with both feet and thus the fantasizing began within our sexual play.
Now let me get back to what we were doing......my husband and I made ourselves comfortable on the couch and started kissing quite deeply and fingering each other - in our mouths and in our asses ...... tasting each other in every way. Just as an aside - we discovered early on in our sexual relationship that we loved the taste of each other a great deal and that whenever we are physically together we must eat each other in every possible way. So eating and fantasizing were the order of this Friday evening.
Here is how the fantasy went. As they passed by our window, Bob and Kate heard a noise and made their way towards it. They realized that we were fucking and proceeded to stand close to the window and watch us for a bit. They got so turned on by what they were seeing that they began to kiss. As my husband, Bill and I got more involved in each others bodies, we decided that we needed more space so we began to make our way to our bed. As we stood up we noticed Bob and Kate at the window. We gently laughed and I guess surprised them because they stopped kissing and looked over. My husband and I looked at each other and in one breathe invited them to join us. They glanced at each other and made their way to our door.
I went to let them in as Bill made his way to our bed. As the four of us got comfortable on our bed we looked at each other not sure how to proceed. Bill edged his way to me and started kissing me. I think he wanted to get Bob and Kate to begin too. Well it did the trick - the more we kissed - the more they kissed. As we dived into our loving, I realized that we didn't have any music. I jumped out of bed to turn on the radio. By the time I came back to bed Bob and Bill had made their way to Kate and were beginning to play with her. Bob was kissing Kate on her mouth and Bill was caressing her legs and toes and kissing her fingers. Well, I decided that I wanted to join the fun and began to do the same to Bill.
Both men looked so good as did Kate.....
But ........ oh my gosh .....Bill and I are thinking we will leave the details of the rest of our fantasy adventure for another story
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His big hands are cupping my ass cheeks firmly as my hips continue to move up and down of their own accord. I feel his drained cock slowly softening inside my wet, wet pussy, and I teasingly clench and release. He's still murmuring tender words, caressing me, loving me.
I should move, but I don't want to.
He's a wonderful lover, this older man whose lap I still straddle. This man whose thick cock takes me many places, this cock that has been in my pussy, my mouth, my ass.
My love. My mentor. My soul.
My older fuck buddy. My Henry.
Oh, don't panic, religious right. I'm twenty-nine years old, certainly far enough above the age of consent, I am married and have found an older fuck buddy and I am past the age of reason. It's my choice what I do today. Henry has a wife who is older than him and dried years ago.
As it was then, the first time, our first time, not so many years ago.
I'd just turned twenty. Home from college one weekend, I was fairly angry at the world in general, and at one man in particular, he who dumped me. Life seemed so complicated at that age.
As always, there was Henry. He was warm, loving, dependable, safe. He was always there.
He had to be, because my mother left us when I was twelve, my dad was useless. I never knew the details of their divorce but once everything was final she married a man we knew from church. I suppose the rumours of an affair must have been true.
I did go to her wedding; I still get an occasional birthday card. But I haven't seen her since.
Well Henry he had to be both mother and father to a somewhat confused, sometimes wild adolescent girl at UNI. He wasn't perfect, especially in the kitchen, but we learned together in the time we spent together, and he sacrificed many things to insure my success, his time was the greatest gift.
That weekend, The weekend, he knew something was wrong when I unexpectedly showed up on his doorstep. He was happy to see me and told me he was free that evening (even though I later overheard him on the phone cancelling his date). Looking back, I don't think the fight I'd had with my boyfriend was that big of a deal. As a matter of fact, I can't even remember the boy's name.
I just needed my Henry. His wife was away playing bridge with her circle from Woman’s Institute. Amelia His wife took a great delight in spending as much time away playing bridge as she could believing it a punishment for Henry staying at home.
He made lasagne for dinner, one of my favourites, and at the table we toasted each other with wine and giggles (on my part, anyway). After we ate I decided to take a long bath; it was so annoying never having any privacy in the UNI house. While I soaked he puttered about in the kitchen, and later I faintly heard popcorn in the microwave. He knocked on the bathroom door about that time, saying,
"Honey? I'm making popcorn. Time for a movie!"
"Okay, darling I am coming."
Warm and soft, relaxed from my bath, I found one of his old shirts; they were always my favourite sleeping attire. We sat together on the couch, talking, laughing, sharing stories and munchies. He got a beer for himself, a diet pop for me.
I told him my problems, and he listened. He really listened. He had a few suggestions about what to do with my idiot boyfriend, and it was wonderful to be safe and comforted.
It was heaven.
It wasn't until late that evening that things became sexual.
We were sleepy. During the course of the evening he'd gone through several beers and I'd had a glass or two of wine. I was leaning on his shoulder, comfortably slumping, and then somehow wound up snuggling in his lap.
The movie was dull, we were dropping off to sleep, but suddenly there was an intensely erotic scene. The girl, who was dressed like me, was caressing an older man, strikingly similar to Henry. There was more innuendo than actual sex, but they kissed passionately and then the girl climbed onto the man's lap.
I was mesmerized.
I could feel my heartbeat rapidly pounding in my chest, and in my position, face in his lap, his growing erection was very apparent. As I touched his thigh, I found it was rigid, as if he were fighting for control.
Breathless now, I pushed myself up to look at him; his dark eyes were gazing intensely into mine. The lust and love in the room were positively overpowering.
Leaning down to me the same time I moved up to him our mouths met hungrily, ravenously. He kissed me hard enough to bruise, and I returned the passion with all that I had.
He cupped my face in his hands, kissing, tonguing, biting my neck, tasting my tender flesh. His stubble felt rough on my face, and I sighed as he continued his assault.
Before I realized it I was in his lap, my shirt riding up, white panties exposed. His big hands held me, steadied me, as his mouth attempted to explore my heaving chest.
"Take this off," he said hoarsely, tugging at my shirt. He tried to unbutton it but then just ripped it off over my head in frustration.
He groaned when he saw my breasts, and as I held them to his mouth he attacked them with his tongue. My head fell back as he tugged on my strawberry pink coloured nipples, already firm with anticipation.
Leaving my sensitive breasts he found my mouth again, tasting, tonguing. Squirming as my moistening pussy made contact with his growing cock, I kissed him back happily, already riding his thighs.
I jumped in surprise as he slid his hand down the front of my panties. My pussy was so wet; he easily slid two fingers in and pumped them in and out of me as I wriggled.
"My cunt is singing can you hear it?" I sighed.
"Sweet girl, my little girl," he breathed, fingering me more roughly, spreading my juices all over my pussy, my clit, and then straining a bit to reach my tight ass.
Impatiently he put his other hand in my panties and then pulled, tearing them into two pieces. White cotton was no match for a horny man, I mused, as his big hand now cupped my pussy without obstruction.
My legs were wide apart on him, my hands on his shoulders, and his tongue was in my mouth. He steadied me with one arm and pleasured me with the other. As he played with me more and more, my hips pumped up and down and I moaned uncontrollably.
"I want you inside me,"
"Yes, honey, come for me." His fingers slid in again as I exploded.
He increased his action, hitting my clit with the heel of his hand as he played with my pussy. So close, I was so close, and then as he slid a lubed finger into my virgin ass I came so hard I screamed.
I was still on his lap and he kept stroking, but more gently, feeling me relax, letting me come down to earth.
As I slowly became aware, he tenderly kissed me. There was so much love in his eyes. I realized then how hard he was beneath me; his cock must have been causing him serious pain.
"Darling? You need to take your shorts off."
My legs were quivering but I carefully backed off his lap until he dropped his clothes on the floor with mine. Then he sat back down, eyes on me, hands on his thighs, enormously hard cock pointing straight up.
His body was thicker, more muscular, and with more hair than my college boyfriends. He looked manlier, I guess. That was it. He was a man. And his cock was huge; I'd never seen one that size.
"Henry? Do you want me, um, can I suck you?"
"Oh yes, honey," he breathed. "Bring your pretty mouth over here."
I got on my knees, naked, in front of my man. My blue eyes looked up at him as I put my tongue out and touched the tip of his penis. He smiled down at me as I began to pleasure him.
I licked all around the head, making his cock wet, listening to him urge me on. Finally I opened my mouth and took him in as deeply as I could.
"Oooh," he groaned, uncontrollably pushing his cock into my mouth.
I gagged on his size. I couldn't help it; he was so much bigger than the boys I had known. I know I wasn't very good, but I tried my best and he stroked my hair as he made a few suggestions.
Despite my inexperience, he became huge inside my mouth. Soon he urged me to my feet, pulling me up over his lap again. This time, however, his hard cock was waiting and he carefully positioned it for entrance. I didn't think the thick head would fit, but his clever fingers had prepared me well. I slowly worked my body down his massiveness as he encouraged me with sweet words.
Once he was all the way in my pussy, I needed some time to adjust. I was so filled with cock I could barely breathe.
"Oh, God!" I gasped, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Yes, honey," he said, kissing me gently, caressing me.
He put both hands under my ass cheeks and lifted me up slightly. Gasping, I slid slowly back down until I felt his hard thighs beneath mine. Then he repeated the process.
I was so wet, positively dripping, that soon he was able to easily fuck me.
I couldn't believe how incredible it felt, how wild, how intense. He'd just given me an amazing climax, yet was already building me to another.
I pumped up and down at his direction. Harder, and then faster, as his powerful hands gripped my cheeks.
"Play with your clit, honey. Touch yourself," he rasped, and I shyly did so, pinching and teasing, thrilling at the added sensations.
He moved one of his hands around to probe my ass again. He fingered that tight hole in time with his cock in my pussy.
Up and down, doubly penetrated. I felt my orgasm approaching, and he kissed me, capturing my whimpers with his mouth.
Shuddering, I clenched on his cock as I came even harder than before. He thrust up into me, again and again, prolonging and intensifying my experience. By the time he finally reached his own climax, I was limp, satisfied, draped on his shoulders.
He kissed me again, happily. Snuggling in his lap, I was at peace. Groaning happily, he lifted me up and carried me off to his bed.
Where I've remained ever since.
And smiling at me still is my older lover my Henry, whose cock is growing hard inside of me with the telling of this tale. He's holding me, hands on my hips, and I know by the gleam in his eyes we aren't finished for the evening.
"Turn around, honey," he says, smiling, and I carefully pick myself up and turn my body, squirming on his lap, my back to his chest. His hard cock is lying flat beneath my wet pussy, and I slide around teasingly as I turn my head for a kiss.
He touches my breasts, roughly handling my nipples as his demanding tongue invades my mouth.
"Mmmm, my arse?"
"Yes, honey," he says, easily lifting me up and repositioning his cock. He knows me well, knows what I need.
Feeling his thickness probe the opening to my arse I try hard to relax. As he starts to penetrate I slowly, agonizingly, slide down. He's a bit impatient, though, and taking matters into his own hands shoves his hips up, forcing most of his thick cock in me all at once.
"Oh hurts!"
He kisses my neck, and as I turn back to him, my lips. One of his hands is gripping my breasts; the other is reaching down to play with my pussy.
Our tongues are touching as he roughly fucks my ass. Again, and again.
I hold on to his big arms as he pleasures me, as he fucks me, as he makes me climax. And I do, furiously.
"Fuck me harder. Yes. Yes! YES!"
He follows a few powerful strokes later, growling, then nibbling my lips and murmuring words of love in my ear.
My life? It's great. I really see no reason to change a thing. Henry has his wife, I date. Things are good for both of us. In fact, I am in a terrific relationship right now. He's a wonderfully open-minded guy, happily bisexual. We're even talking about joining a swingers club for even more fun, I have Henry to thank for that.
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A Mentor
By Cleve76Pom, in Erotic Couplings,
Being 5’ 7” and probably no more than 120 pounds, a size 2 or 3 maybe, I had some unique challenges to overcome before doing any work. My co-workers were all male, mid 30’s, married and not used to having any females around besides those who happened to meet one of them on the road.
I worked for a regional accounting firm and was placed into one of three traveling audit teams that spent a majority of time at client sites, requiring close to 75% of my time on the road, living out of a suitcase.
Being young and available, the possibilities of this arrangement were close to unlimited. Close meaning you had to have a few rules to go by. Rule one, no personal contact with the clients, no matter how tempting and Rule 2, no staff contact. My fellow workers were married, had kids, and I did not need to become a home wrecker on my first job. Of course, staying within the boundaries of these two rules was tough to say the least.
From the first few days on the road, my fellow workers gave me the business, 24/7. They all must have thought I was some hired sex machine, not a fellow accountant. I mean the offers, the comments, the efforts to get me falling down drunk to take advantage of me was incredible. Had I mentioned any of it, they would all be divorced, fired, or in jail.
One evening, after weeks on the road, my immediate “mentor” basically stripped in front of me while providing me some computer instructions in my room one evening. He stood there, stroking his erect member, then sat on the bed and then asked if I could help him cum. The nerve, he was married, but was quite large, thick and it appeared ready to please as they say. I had made a request for help and had already changed into a long tank top that came down a few inches above my knees, I slept in this. He then came over in jeans and a t-shirt and offered to help.
It was tough to resist him, sitting there on the corner of the bed, his legs spread, stroking himself. I turned, stood up, and walked towards him, not sure what I would do. Chatting about some nonsense, I stood right in front of him, between his legs, looking down on his cock, the head glistening with pre-cum. Like he was ready. His left hand gripping his member, his right hand began at my knee and moved up under my tank top, all the way to my thigh. Of course, this is the only thing I was wearing, I was nude underneath, as he soon discovered. I began leaning towards him, my hands now on his shoulders and his hand moved towards my crotch. He was moving his legs in and out, holding me in place as his hand twisted over and he began placing his fingers against my clit. I gripped his shoulders tightly, reached down, and kissed his lips, moving my tongue in and out of his mouth, biting his bottom lip. He was penetrating me with his fingers, continuing to stroke his cock and I was becoming very wet in the process.
I then had to make a very important decision; do I simply pull off my tank top, push him back on the bed, straddle him and rock his world, or do something strategic, something that could preserve my job, and future?
Ok, the decision was made, after another long kiss; I slowly dropped to my knees and began to pleasure my friend with my hands, then mouth.
Stan dropped back on the bed and allowed me to work my oral magic, allowing him to cum in buckets in my mouth, swallowing him entirely. He was rock hard, 7” thick and it was incredible to wrap my lips around his head and bring him to pleasure. Stroking and squeezing out every drop he had to offer, he was please as punch when I completed my duty. He stood up and kissed me, we chatted and then he left, both forgetting why he came into my room to begin with.
I was very sweaty, showered and retired soon afterwards. My thoughts for the evening were that, ok, I got him to cum, did not even have to strip and still was a virgin, work wise. More to build on, I thought. Fucking him would have been so easy, he needed to work for it, I gave him a taste, so let's see what happens.
Clients presented their own set of challenges. Many wanted me to spend weekends traveling with them to “discuss” project issues, despite my position only as staff, not management. I mean how many weekends in NYC or while in Europe in Paris can you turn down. Of course I would be expected to “service” the client, the only professional downside, I suppose.
So, within the first 3-4 months, I spent a few “working” weekends at the client site with a senior manager or Officer discussing issues. These men were married but always seemed available. Like, does your wife not screw yours brains out or what? No was the answer I guess. Someone young and fresh had more power than the same piece of ass they had been tapping for decades I guess.
It usually started with Friday evening Happy Hour, my fellow staff, gone I was alone and available. The local crowd was just that, so someone familiar was more desirable. Had I been home, I would be playing the field, making some crazy decision to sleep with some random guy, many times regretting it. So this seemed to be more agreeable. Happy Hour was followed by dinner, lots of touching in between and then visit to my hotel. These guys were older, say 15 years than me, and were not going to chase me, they simply expected me to invite them to my room, make them comfortable and then provide some stimulation to seduce me and leave with a broad smile on their face. I would usually get out of my suit, going in and out of the bathroom in various states of undress, carrying on a conversation of little meaning, winding up with a short, simple robe or nightie, always something easily removable and never anything underneath. They took the queue and undressed down to at least a pair of boxers, some stripped entirely and came into the bathroom to help me, but most sat on the bed and waited for me.
I kept my body hair at a minimum at all times, feeling that a smooth feel against their hands was a great turn on. It was for me at least, as I would walk into their arms as they sat on the bed, allowing them to move their hands up the back of my toned legs gently rubbing and gripping my firm buttocks along the way. That in itself was for me a real turn-on. I became really wet, ready when someone would be firmly gripping me, pulling me forward towards them, wow! By now, some short chat about why they still had boxers on, their erections protruding through the opening, led to some very hot French kissing, my back arching towards them, their hands now beyond my buttocks, moving up across my back and wrapping around towards my breasts. With my legs rubbing against their erections, I would finish another kiss and begin to work my hands down towards their business end of my clients body. Wanting to appear as eager as possible, I would always suggest them moving up on to the bed while i began to remove the boxers, exposing their erect cocks to the world.
I had a hard time controlling myself at this point, once on the bed, I could not resist removing my robe and going all out to please my new lover. Starting slowly, inserting his cock into my warm mouth, I worked at bring them to a rock hard stance, then climbing on board, inserting them into my soaking wet vagina and holding on for a ride to satisfaction, oh yea!
Cumming myself, my cunt filled with bodily fluids and my lovers relaxed and enjoyed these moments of bliss. That smile was broad and satisfying and I felt on top of the world every time.
BTW, those who were aggressive enough to meet me in the bathroom, well, they earned that special treat of penetrating me from behind while leaning over the bathroom counter, or at least I made it feel like a treat. I was already need and eager and yes, I allowed them to have me just like that, we actually never got out of the bathroom, they came inside me, their juices running down my legs. Climbing into the shower was the best nest step, many recovered, allowing me to suck them or provide a slow, wet hand job, resulting in more love juices flowing everywhere.
So, how did I get here, well you always need a “mentor”.
My older neighbor, an attractive mid thirties corporate manager always warned me about these work situations. She went through the gauntlet, being the only woman on a team that traveled. She spent a lot of time fighting the natural urges and finally gave in, randomly undressing in front of a co-worker while the two watched a movie in her room. The sex was fabulous she mentioned, but the act had way more influence over everyone, she was now the focus along with the work. One by one, she managed to fuck each one of them during a 9 month assignment, some together, some alone. She thought it was incredibly stimulating, a huge self growth moment for her. She had swallowed each of them multiple times, had all of them cum in her inside her, tried every position, just worked each of them to a sexual peak, they were helpless around her, at least she thought. As the project cycle began to end, members rolled off and she was finally home for the remainder of the year.
The two team members who lived by us continued in her spell. She would invite me over to watch, with the full intent of involving me with her victims. During a movie, she would begin to kiss, then suck her willing guest off, inviting me to assist. I was more than willing, during which she always insisted I perform nude, allowing for any possibility. I would undress during the beginning and then present myself as a ready participant, by then of course, the oral stimulation always lead to moving to a bed and being plowed by her older male guests, eager to have me, a younger version of her. She taught me to work for control, starting on my back, legs spread, pussy wet and ready, then rolling with my lover to the top, straddling him, rocking back and forth, in total control. This allowed for her to kiss and fondle me and allowed for the occasional second male to present himself for oral stimulation while I was working someone else. Depending upon how thick my lover was, I always came while on top, as did my charge, filling me with his juices. If I was sucking a second man, he came in my mouth while I gripped his buttocks tightly, taking him in whole.
Great sex, wow, a great teacher. She kept my ticket punched for months, I spent close to every weekend at her house, just incredible.
So much for memories, but they allowed me to deal with my own work issues and to make everyone a happier person
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I sat up in worry and immediately got my calendar out of my purse and checked it out and discovered that the pages were blank. I normally kept a journey of my bodily temperatures, dates, times of my periods, and my predicted ovulation date. I had been doing this for about two –years since getting off of birth control pills to give my body a rest. I had gotten into natural birth control and though it took a bit of work, it hadn’t let me down in these two years.
On the days I was unsafe, condoms had to be used. My body was fairly regular in my monthly cycles so I was able to predict fairy accurately when I was ovulating. And my calendar was the key. But I had gotten busy with various things going on in my life and had forgotten to update the calendar with up to date information. I remember about a week before that I had glanced at it and was able to calculate when my safe days were and today was supposed to be one of those.
So, I met with a man that my husband and I had known for about a year and we fully trusted him. He was married and had been in the lifestyle with his wife for a few years, but she got sick and her desire for sex all but disappeared because of the medication she was on. We had known both of them and had swapped spouses times before she had gotten ill. When she began to lose her sexual desire she came to me and asked if I would help take care of her husband’s sexual needs. I talked it over with my husband and he was fine with it, so about once every two weeks or so I would go to his home and have sex.
I enjoyed the sex with him very much since it was with a good friend that I trusted. He was a very patient lover who knew how to pleasure a woman and I was never disappointed. But on that fateful night I had been so busy with my daughter’s school activities and a huge project at work that I made my miscalculation and was about to make a mistake. When I arrived I found that his wife was gone for the evening as usual (she normally left us alone on the days we met) and we didn’t waste time but went to the guest bedroom to begin our sexual encounter.
We began to have sex and when he was about to enter me he asked if he should wear a condom and I told him that I was safe and to go ahead without it. I then felt him pushing inside of me and I enjoyed the absolutely good pounding he gave me. When I’m stressed I find that though I don’t feel like sex as much, my orgasms are more intense and they have a healing effect on me. This was no exception and as he moved between my legs I had a very powerful orgasm that made me cry out loudly. I normally don’t moan or cry out in passion because of my daughters and have trained myself to be quiet, but in this case I just couldn’t help myself. When the pleasure subsided I found that my stress was completely gone and I felt so relaxed.
It was then that I asked the husband to go ahead and “fill me up” which he proceeded to do with great eagerness. As I laid there with this man on top of me with my orgasm still a faint echo in my body, I felt him make his release inside me and flood me with his sperm. I was in heaven at this point and nothing could get me out of my “zone.”
Well we relaxed in each others arms for a bit and that’s when my brain kicked in and I sat up in panic. I quickly reached for my purse and pulled open my calendar and checked the dates. For some reason I had miscalculated and I was at the beginning of my ovulation cycle rather than a few days from it.
I rushed to the bathroom and took a shower and tried to wash his sperm out of me, which was a shame since part of my pleasure is to walk around for a few hours knowing another man’s sperm is inside of me. Well I might get my wish and more if I get pregnant and be walking around with another man’s child inside of me instead.
I told him what had happened and he seemed very concerned. I left for home and when I arrived I told my husband what had happened and I took a hot bath and gave myself a good cleaning out.
I was very worried for a while but when my period finally came right on time I was so relieved I wanted to cry. I went ahead and got back on birth control pills since I didn’t want that to happen again and stayed on them until about two-years ago when I was certain I wasn’t ovulating any longer. Two years later I don’t think I have to worry about any pregnancies any longer which really makes sex even better for me. No more lingering doubts if I’m safe or not.
A few weeks later I was back at the home of the husband and wife’s on my back in the guest bedroom groaning and shuddering as his sperm flowed inside of me; however, this time it was caught inside a condom. Even though I was on birth control I didn’t trust it just yet until it had time to work in my body.
The things I do for sex.
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I was stationed at the base as a lieutenant in charge of an administration unit and had met a fellow officer named Mac who was a weapons officer for an F-111 bomber/fighter. He was basically the co-pilot in charge of the weapon system of the aircraft. He was very handsome and dashing and I fell for him fairly quickly after we first met at an Officer’s Club function.
I was still of a prude when it came to sex and didn’t want to hop into bed with him after just one date though. He didn’t push things and we went out a total of three times before I found myself agreeing to visit his home in his little rented bungalow (an English one story detached home) in the nearby town of Mildenhall so he could cook me dinner.
He brought me over and we both knew that the evening would end in sex. It was a cold evening but the warmth and comfort that his home offered made me feel secure and happy. Mac cooked dinner as promised and afterward we retired to his sitting room and watched a movie on his television. He sat next to me and held my hand. It was so romantic. As the night progressed we began to kiss on his sofa during the movie and his hands got bolder as we progressed. By the end of the movie his hands were rubbing my breasts and I have to admit I was feeling very stimulated.
I’ve always had a very high sex drive which is why this lifestyle works so well for me. I don’t think my husband could keep up with me which would only lead to sexual frustration on my part if I didn’t have constant relief. I’m not a big masturbater and prefer sexual intercourse as my relief valve. I was no different back in 1983, but I had to learn to live with no sex for long periods of time. I didn’t masturbate at all back then, so my tension levels were always high, but since I didn’t know how to release it I just learned to live with it.
It had been over a year since I last was intimate with a man so I was very tightly wound up like a spring about to break. So, when Mac began to touch my breasts my juices began flowing with all that pent up energy inside of me waiting to be released.
When the movie ended I were too busy feeling good to notice and it wasn’t until Mac stopped so he could turn off the television with his remote (yes we had those back in the 80s) that I realized that it was still on. He then took my hand, pulled me up and lead me to his bedroom. We sat down on his bed and continued with our make out session, but now the clothing was coming off slowly.
Before we went any further, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I was self-conscious of possible smells and odors I might make and wanted to be clean “downstairs.” I did a quick wash of my private parts and then put on a fresh pair of panties that I had put in my purse “just in case” and returned to the bedroom. We continued where we had left off and our clothing slowly came off both of us until we were both naked and we then crawled underneath his thick covers and cuddled.
We talked for a bit and then I felt his hand between my legs also felt wonderful. He didn’t do oral sex, which was fine with me since I preferred intercourse, but continued to stimulate my clitoris with just his finger until I was soaking wet.
As his finger was rubbing my clitoris, Mac suddenly asked if I was on birth control. I told him that I wasn’t and that he would need to wear a condom. He asked when I had my last period and when I told him he figured out in his head that I was safe but said that he would pull out before he came. Being young and naive, I agreed but I was very worried about this because I didn’t want a miscalculation and find myself pregnant.
We continued the foreplay and I finally got to feel his penis and I couldn’t get my hand around it since it was so thick. I cringed at the thought of stuffing that thing inside of me but put the worry out of my head and just lived for the moment. Soon I felt him pushing me onto my back before mounting me. He didn’t enter me right away but continued to kiss my breasts, making me feel very good.
I then felt the tip of his penis at my entrance and braced myself for it. I assumed I would feel pain since I’ve never been stretched open so wide. He was circumcised and as the head of his penis entered me slowly I felt my entrance stretching like it had never stretched before. I did feel a twinge of pain but it quickly subsided and was replaced by pleasure. As he pushed in deeper and deeper the pleasure increased and I sighed my relief as I realized that there would be no pain.
He started thrusting once he was inside of me all the way and it felt good. In fact, I actually orgasmed fairly quickly thanks to my pent up state and for his penis hitting me in all the right spots. The intensity of the orgasm took me by surprise, and I remember loudly crying out in pleasure which startled Mac a bit. He stopped to make sure I was ok before he continued moving. As my orgasm subsided I felt so wonderfully relaxed and began to wonder why I didn’t have sex more often as it was a great stress buster.
Mac continued in the missionary position for a bit longer before he got off of me and switched positions to doggie style. I don’t like this position as much since I love to be held and face the man I’m being intimate with. This position is so impersonal, but it still felt good, especially since he was able to stimulate my clitoris with his hand during this time.
I was feeling very good when he stopped to switch positions again, which was a disappointment since the pleasure was subsiding. This time he maneuvered me to be on top of him and once I was there I reached down to find his penis and put it at my entrance and then sat down on him. He went inside of me very easily since I was still very stimulated and turned on. But I still would have rather been taken in the missionary position. A large part of sex for me is being touched, held, and caroused, along with the feeling and security of a man on top of you in control of things. Being on top, or in the doggie style, while sexually satisfying in itself if you’re seeking an orgasm, can be somewhat impersonal when you just yearn for the physical closeness of a man.
I then concentrated on my next orgasm. His hands massaging my breasts, which helped, and it took maybe five minutes of concentration for me to have another orgasm. Though not as intensive as the first orgasm, it was very good nevertheless. He let me relax for a few moments before he got me back onto my back and mounted me. I felt his penis enter me and he was soon inside me with his entire length.
I knew that he was going to go for it and make his release inside of me and that’s when my worrying began. I asked him if he was sure about me not ovulating and he told me not to worry and that everything was going to be all right. I remember lying there really worried about this. My sexual urges had been cooled down and my brain was starting to kick in again, but I knew I was stuck and couldn’t do anything about it. Though he did say he was going to pull out of me just before he came, so I pinned my hopes on that.
He continued moving inside of me but I saw that his face was very intense and knew he was getting close. Then I felt his thrusting getting deeper and I heard him groaning. If he was going to pull out now was the time. But he didn’t. Instead I felt his penis pulsating and sperm being released inside of me. I did ask him why he didn’t pull out as he had promised and he was panting saying that he was sorry but that I was so stimulating that he couldn’t stop (so it was my fault? I thought).
I normally like to relax and be cuddled after sex, but now I just wanted to get cleaned up. I went to the bathroom and tried to clean myself out the best I could. I ran a bath and prayed that I got all of his sperm out of my body. It’s a shame really because I very much enjoy having a man’s sperm inside of me after sex when there is no chance of a pregnancy or an STD. I felt upset but was able to calm myself down. When I returned to the bedroom Mac was relaxing in bed and patted for me to sit down next to him.
He gave me a kiss and told me he was sorry and that it wouldn’t happen again. He then tried to reassure me that I wasn’t going to get pregnant but in the back of my mind I felt betrayed.
Though I didn’t want to, I spent the night with Mac since I had no way home There was no hanky panky during the night but in the morning I was awakened by his fingers between my legs trying to get me stimulated. As I woke up I remembered what had happened the night previously and didn’t want to add to my pregnancy changes. I knew he was very still very horny and it would be hard to say no to him, so I took a protective measure to make sure that his sperm didn’t enter my vagina. I turned to him and gave him a blow job with the intention of having him orgasm inside my mouth. He seemed surprised but laid back and enjoyed himself.
When he told me he was coming I think he assumed I would stop and he would then mount me for a repeat of last night, but I kept on sucking. He then let out a moan and came inside of my mouth while I continued sucking him until he was dry. I then took him out of my mouth and swallowed his sperm. He was both amazed and happy that I did this and took this to mean I really cared for him. I don’t know how he would have felt had he know the real reason I took him in my mouth: I didn’t want to get pregnant and this was the safest way. After relaxing we got dressed and went out for breakfast on the base and then I went home.
My period came as normal, and I was so relieved! I knew that I needed to get back on birth control so I could prevent something like this happening again. I made an appointment for myself that week at the clinic and got onto the pill once again.
I continued seeing Mac but didn’t have sex with him until I the birth control was fully implemented. After that we began to have regular sex at least twice a week and when he came inside of me I was able to enjoy the feeling of his sperm. The betrayal I felt didn’t go away though and it definitely hurt our long term relationship. But the sex was good and he was fun to go out with so I let things go as they were.
My future husband Steven was on the horizon of my life but I didn’t know it yet. It would take some drama in my life with Mac before I was able to hook up with the love of my life and the only man that I gave the right to impregnate me with my two daughters.
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A little about us. We are both 50, we’ve been married since we were 18. I’m 5’11 180, she is a 5’2” 105 lb Irish girl. We keep ourselves in shape by hiking and skiing. We love having sex together. Even after 32 years of marriage, we still have sex at least 4 times a week, usually more. A couple times a month we have one of our friends over for an MMF session. As a bi man and a very sexual woman, this works wonderfully for us.
But back to this weekend. We got camp set up and had dinner but it was late so we turned in early and slept soundly with the cool air and the sound of the creek in the background. The morning started with high clouds, promising a cool day. After breakfast, we loaded up the ATV for a long ride and headed out. The place we camp is very ATV friendly and there are plenty around. Last year though we found a well-maintained trail system that covered over 20 miles of high country. We traveled one of the trails for hours and never saw another soul. So this day we headed straight to this trail for a long solitary ride. As those of us who have spent time in the mountains know, the libido really notches up.
As we rode, Johnna almost never removed her hand from stroking me. She was wearing a pair of short, loose fitting shorts and no panties (as usual). I was able to reach behind me and rub her dripping pussy whenever the urge hit. After a couple hours of riding, we came to a beautiful clearing at the top of a mountain with views of mountains all around. We parked where we had the best view. I stood up and simply turned around, dropped my shorts and as my hard dick sprung out, Johnna caught it and started sucking me. We took a second to remove all of our clothes. I laid Johnna back on the seat and pulled her legs to my shoulders. Her beautiful pink shaved pussy was gaping open for me. I slid my cock head around her slit and rubbed her clit with it. She had a look of total lust on her face as I lined up and slowly filled her with my cock and started a slow fuck. As she got closer to coming, I started going faster as she encouraged me. Her orgasm hit her hard, freezing her body except for the quaking and twitching.
Once she calmed down, she sat up and started sucking me again. Cleaning her pussy off my dick is a huge turn on for her and she was moaning around my dick, making it difficult to not just cut loose. Once I was clean, she stood up and turned around, lying on the seat with her ass in the air. I sat behind her admiring her beautiful pussy and pleasure giving ass. I wrapped my lips around her puckered little asshole and licked and sucked until she was once again writhing. Johnna can come from having her ass eaten and I was going to make that happen. I slid a finger into her pussy to enjoy feeling the contractions as she came. She was still coming down from her high as I slid into her cunt from behind. This position allowed me to grab her tiny waist and really hammer into her. I love the view of her pussy wrapped around my cock as I fuck her. I started getting close to coming again but wanted this to continue so I pulled out of her and sat back. She whipped around and cleaned me off again, stopping shortly before I was going to come.
She moved to the front of the bike, grabbed the handlebars and slid back down on my twitching pole. This was another first for us and we were happy to discover it since we both had good traction and grip and could really fuck hard and fast. My balls were slapping her clit adding to the sounds of birds chirping and chipmunks chattering.
I knew this couldn’t continue much longer but I wanted to be looking at my beautiful wife as I came. I slid out of her and put her back in our original position. Lying back on the seat with her feet on my shoulders. I stroked her slowly, watching every movement of my dick sliding into her. As I lost control, I pulled out. The first shot hit her pussy. As I slowly moved up her body, I splattered first her belly, then her tits and finished with her sucking the remains off the head of my dick. I reached down and ran my tongue through the thick spunk, gathering as much as possible on my tongue. Johnna was insane with lust as I dipped my cum coated tongue into her open mouth.
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Tommy is a jeweller has his own designer workshop ran a successful business in the local community. 41 years medium build dark hair with a few grey ones around the edges. He keeps fit windsurfing every spare moment and enjoyed the race circuit weekends.
Mandy his wife is 18 years younger natural blonde very pale skin with amazing pink nipples and pussy lips around 5’5 tall and 125 lbs shapely breasts and curvy hips not over weight just a total woman. Her eyes are a deep soulful blue with a sadness in them that made men want to find out more and get inside her head, being devoted to Tommy it never occurred to her they were hitting on her. Her chemistry exuded a hot sexual flux that wafted around her as a sexual aura.
Mandy has a very high sex drive and enjoyed sex as much as most men where there were no rules and pleasure for both the prime object, having come from a very dull first marriage Tommy had brought his experience into their relationship and she had blossomed learning sex is an art which she enjoyed discovering new lusts and pleasures. As their sex drives matched there were some amazing moments had all over the house.
Tommy had come from a disastrous first marriage taken the chance on a much younger woman and thanked his lucky stars every day for delivering him such a sexy angle. Not exactly a trophy wife but he loved to show her off at every opportunity, On the beach always topless and evenings out chic and sleek with nothing underneath.
A customer came into Tommy’s jewellers and wanted a diamond wedding and engagement rings designed as a matching set, a consultation some sketches were done and the client returned to see the finished sketches. During the conversation he revealed he was the manager of a 2 Michelin star restaurant and willing to spend up to $10000. Tommy clinched the deal and two weeks later the client came in and collected his rings which were perfect. On leaving he asked “Have you ever been to our restaurant?” Tommy replied “No we have not but I love the idea we have an anniversary soon I will book a table.”
The restaurant has a lounge reception area where clients brows menus, sip drinks and enjoyed the ambiance before going into the dining room. Mandy & Tommy eat out regularly and are used to a good standard of cuisine however this time the menus were huge complicated and above a standard each were used. Tommy looked around and notice people were making the right noises but clearly unsure of the descriptions of the dishes. Tommy called over the manager and said “Marco come and help us with the menu please there are some interesting dishes which I would appreciate your advice.” After a few minutes dishes were chosen with a few small changes which the chef was more than happy to accommodate.
The 5 course meal was served with a Champaign sorbet between courses and every one was outstanding with impeccable service that was not oppressive. Half way through the meal Mandy said “Darling I need the ladies I will be back in a minute.” The waiter pulled her chair back and escorted her to the toilets. She returned and when she sat down giggled. “He took me right to the door opened the door and I thought for one moment he was going to walk me inside whip my knickers down and sit me on the toilet, thank God he stayed outside!” The meal cost 5% of the rings he bought but worth every cent. They got back home late and Mandy went upstairs to get changed.
Tommy finished off his cigar and wondered where Mandy had got to, he slipped upstairs to their bedroom it was dark and as he entered saw Mandy lying on the bed the top of her dress down around her waste her nipples were bright pink and standing up. The skirt was up around her waste as well with the one hand inside her knickers she was moaning softly and her hips rocked back and forth. “Hi Babe you want to fuck tonight? Tommy had no response.
He slipped out of his clothes watching intently as her fingers were working inside her lips pleasuring that pretty pink clit. He climbed onto the bed and gently parted her legs to get inside her thighs pushing her knickers to one side he slipped his toung into her pussy and started to slide it over her clit very gently and very slowly. Mandy moaned and her hips moved quicker his face was flooded with her wetness which was now trickling down over her sweet little rosebud. His free hand found its way to her rosebud and he started to work around it just penetrating gently as not to wake her.
Tommy quickly slipped off the bed removed her knickers without waking Mandy and rubbed his rampant cock which was ready to explode. He removed her shoes and rolled the dress into a waste band so he had access to all of her body.
The scene was taking on a forbidden sex role almost like a gentle rape with a very willing victim. He slid himself gently into her and started to slowly thrust into her pussy, she tightened up inside and gave him something to push against. Mandy was still asleep but thrusting back harder and harder as her orgasm came close, she locked her legs around him to pull him into her and sank her teeth into his shoulder as she peaked her massive come. Mandy’s voice penetrated the darkness “Who is fucking me I love it harder, harder ohhhhh!”
Tommy pulled her hair to get her off his neck and she fell back he lifted her legs over his shoulders and thrust into her as hard as he could pumping quicker and quicker till he exploded inside of her filling her womb with his semen. Tommy pulled out and just laid on top of her savouring the moment reliving the action of his rape fantasy. As his mind went through the detail his cock started to stir again and he felt Mandy’s hand stoking it covered in her wetness and his slippery come.
Mandy moaned again and said “Fuck me stranger any way you want I have dreamt of this in my fantasies.” Tommy pulled her over onto her face pulled her bottom up so she was on her knees face down in the pillows and he knelt behind and started to rub his hard cock along the crack of her bottom. Slipped it into her pussy and gently pushed his thumb into her anus. Mandy gasped “Oh yes my arse needs you inside right now force me now!”
She was so wet and slippery Tommy’s cock slid in past the muscle and stared a slow long fuck building up to another massive orgasm, when she started to come he slapped her bottom hard and she screamed “Yes, yes I am so fucking bad and I love it!” Tommy finally pulled out rolled her over and got back between her legs and gently licked her clean taking out the salty fluids as well as her musky scents, Mandy drifted off to sleep and Tommy snuggled down beside her thinking to himself “What a wicked fuck session she is amazing if she loves sex that much we should talk about swinging….”
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Massage Anyone?
By jcrow, in Erotic Couplings,
Thursday arrived and I took a long bubble bath, spending extra time with the shaving of my legs, pubic and anal areas. Relaxed and and feeling refreshed I put on my robe and sat in the living room with a glass of wine waiting his arrival. Mike arrived a few minutes early. I had him sit on the sofa offering him a glass of wine, which he accepted. I sat directly across from him in my favorite arm chair. As we talked I shifted my position, draping one leg over the chair arm. I knew my robe wasn't long enough to fully cover me and that I was openly exposing my smoothly shaved areas. Mike's eyes lit up, shifting from looking directly into my eyes to my lower regions. Smiling he continued to explain that in collage he had earned extra money by giving massages. He had studied per-med so had a good working knowledge of anatomy. The cost of his studies and raising a family was too much so he joined the Navy as a Corpsman. His massages now provided a break from his military duties and gave him some extra spending money.
As I listened to Mike I was enjoying seeing his reaction to my display. I smiled as he shifted his eyes upward and changed my position to give him a better view. We talked a bit more, finished our wine. Mike suggested we get started. During one of our previous conversations Mike told me he didn't like to use a massage table if the client wanted a sensual massage. Mike explained he liked to use the bed because he could get the client comfortable and relaxed quicker in familiar surroundings. I told Mike I had a king sized bed with five inch foam padding. “That will work fine”, he said.
Mike asked if he could refresh our glasses. I told him he would find the wine in the refrigerator. As I stepped into bedroom I asked Mike to give me a minute to get ready. I had already placed a waterproof pad on the bed to protect the spread from the massage oils. I hurriedly got everything in place and called him in. I lay nude on my stomach with a bath towel across my butt. The towel wasn't hiding much. I guess it gave me a sense of security until I felt more at ease. Mike started by asking me to move closer to the foot of the bed and lay crossways. I tried to reposition myself without loosing the towel. After my attempt to retain my towel, move positions, and cover my breast; I thought “What the hell” and just left the towel off and moved into the requested position.
I lay nude on my stomach with my legs held tightly together. My butt and I'm sure a small peek of my lips were exposed. Mike said he had brought something to keep the oil off his cloths and would it be OK to change. I said, “No Problem, get comfortable”. Mike removed his Tee shirt and wrapped a towel around his waist. Next he reached under the towel and removed his shorts saying, “Lets get started, I'll work your back first. I was thinking did he have anything on under the towel?
I could feel beads of sweat starting to roll down my back, even with the window air conditioner blowing on me. Why am I so uncomfortable? I knew what I wanted and what a sensual massage was. I had researched the internet looking at Mike's reviews. All the comments highly recommended him. I jumped at Mike's first touch. Then came the warmth of the oil and his hands, those wonderful strong hands. I calmed down as he expertly explored and soothed the tightness in my neck and shoulders. The only conversation between us was "How's that?" and "Can you turn your head please?", to which I replied "That's good, or excellent". I turned my head to watched Mike's body move. From my level my view was the towel that covered his ass and the bulge in front. I thought to myself, “How is Mike's towel staying up?” I was sure it would work loose as he leaned over the bed. My eyes were drawn to his crotch. As he leaned in to work down my back I would see the outline of his manhood and feel the warmth radiating from between his legs.
Mike dropped the oil bottle cap and leaned over to pick it up. His short towel rode up higher and higher as he bent over and tried to retrieve it. Well, I had the answer to my question about what was under the towel. From my position I could see the lower half of his firm butt and dangling nut shack. “Got it”, Mike said, as he tuned back toward the bed. I quickly looked away pretending I hadn't been staring up his towel.
Mike began a movement with his thumbs over my lower back at the waist line. I said, "that feels great, I often feel sore there and down around my tail bone.” “I suffered a fall landing on my butt on a concrete walk”. “Ever since then it has always been a troublesome pain." Mike responded by moving his fingers down my butt crack to feel the definition of the tailbone. I involuntarily started moving in response to Mike exploring my tail bone. I flushed as Mike said "you really seem to enjoy that." I said "It does feel good”, I hope there is nothing out of line".
Mike said, "No nothing I could feel but if it's OK I would like to work a bit more on this area”. I replied it was OK. I was thinking he was almost a doctor, he did take Per-Med. Mike asked me to lift up a bit and slid a small pillow under my hips. I settled back down relaxing and I was enjoying the sensations of my tailbone being massaged. I was thinking, “I wish he would massage it internally as well.” I was biting my lip as Mike's fingers slid up and down my crack, sliding over and around my tail bone. I gasped out oohs and aah-ed and said "that really does feel great." Mike worked his fingers closer and closer to my anal entrance working to the very tip of the spine. The only way he could do more was to put his fingers into my butt hole. Mike stopped just short of pressing his fingers in. As he ran his thumbs down and across my butt hole as I started to move. I felt the first signs of a building organism as my juices started flowing out of my pussy. Mike's thumbs were lubricated by the oil and my juices as he moved them inside my thighs and up and back to my ass hole. Mike pressed a little harder and one thumb tip slowly slid in. My instant reaction was an organism. I didn't protest or resist as Mike slowly pushed his thumb all the way in and pulled it back out and then drove it in again. I shuttered and gasped. Mike pulled his hands away. I cried out “don't stop”, as I still glowed from climaxing. I lay there as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. “Please continue” I said, “it's OK”. “What you did took all my pain away”.
I was glad I took time to shave my lower regions before the massage. As I recovered Mike asked if my tail bone felt better. I smiled saying “Much better than OK”. Mike replied, “Then it's was time to turn over” “I want you to sit back on your heels for a moment I need to rearranged the bed pad and pillow”.
I was still enjoying the after glow and just nodded pushing myself up. I sat back clumsily swaying on the edge of the bed. Mike reached out to steady me with one arm and help me move my left leg into position as I sat back on my heels. Mike's hand and arm was momentarily trapped, when I sat back. His arm was trapped firmly between my legs against my bare pussy. He slowly extracted his arm and hand dragging them across my pussy.
It took him longer than necessary to remove his arm but I made it harder by tightening my legs. Mike finally got me arranged like he wanted. I lay on my back with the pillow under my hips elevating my pelvic area. There was no shame now as every thing was exposed to his view and touch. The sexual tension was heavy and my musk filled the air. Mike spent a few minutes working on my feet and ankles to get his and my composure under control. We talked about how getting a massage was very good for your health by opening up the flow of your various endocrine systems. As our conversation continued Mike moved up to my thighs.. and again I could only respond by letting out “ooh and aah”. I said "that feels great." “I especially like it when you work my inner thighs”; as I opened my legs wider to give him better access.
Mike was sitting on the edge of the bed between my legs. I had my right knee pulled back and bent which opened my thighs widely. I knew my pussy was gaping open.
Mike took my leg and rested it on his hip. He started working the muscles from the inside of my knee to my inner thigh just touching the outer pussy lips. I would normally have protested but after two strokes I was hooked, "Oooh that's so good" I said. Mike looked up at me and smiled, pausing and rubbed oil onto my belly, then he returned to stroking from my knee to my groin and across my pussy and up my belly. I watched him work as he repeated the stroke a dozen times. He then switched to the other leg which I had already bent up ready for him.
"God, I'm so hot and what your doing is so good." I gasped. Mike smiled down at me. It was then I realized my fingers were tracing up and down his inner thigh. Mike never acknowledged my actions. I could see Mike's towel was working loose and as soon as he finished with my leg he moved to stand. My leg had the corner of the towel pinned to the bed and when Mike moved away the towel pulled free.
I just stared and I didn't know what to say. Mike stood there with his semi erect weapon waving. Even soft he must be six or seven inches long and 3 or 4 inches thick. Mike just smiled and ignored the fact his towel had fallen off. He leaned over me to continue the massage of my belly and lower chest, then back down and making little circles over my pubic bone with just one finger. He rubbed around and across my erect clit sending me into another spasm of exotic pleasure. I laying watching every move of his swinging weapon saying "ooohh that feels great, I have a couple of tender spots but it's really nice...then “ooooh make it a bit lower." I moved my hand and started rubbing my pussy. Mike smiled at me and then put his his hand on my mine, which was working on my pussy. I reached out with my other hand and took hold of Mike's cock. Ever so slowly Mike's fingers replaced mine massaging my pussy. My pussy juice flowed down my crack. I was glad I had placed a waterproof pad on the bed.
Mike's dick was getting harder. I watched as his dick grew to it's full length and width. I started to stroke him and pulling him toward my mouth. Mike moved his hips closer. I half rolled on my side to kiss and lick the head as his per-cum formed at the tip. Mike now had two fingers inside me and his thumb was massaging my clit. My head was moving up & down but I could only get the head and a few inches of his cock in my mouth... I was softly mumbling “I want it inside me”. I wanted it, as much as I had ever wanted. I wanted it inside me. I wanted to be filled. I started to tremble and shake. God, I was so hot and horny.
Mike pulled away and looked at me asking, “You set the limits, Right?” I could only nod yes. Mike positioned himself so he could pull my legs up so they rested on his shoulders. He began sliding his cock back & forth between my pussy lips. I kept saying things like, “my clit is on fire”, "take me”, “fuck me" I was pleading, no begging, then without warning Mike slid back almost breaking contact then plunged it in...
I reacted to his sudden thrust and screamed out "yeah ….yeowy... OhOhOh which softened to OOooohhh, oooooooh with each stroke as I settled down and became comfortable. Mike increased his rhythm and pushed deeper and deeper with every stroke. My oohs and aaahhs continued sometimes loudly but when I got too loud, he softened his stroke. I moved my legs to wrap then around Mike's waist. My pussy had relaxed and stretched to the point that I could take Mike's full length and width. I was as full and satisfied as I had ever been. I surprised myself by letting out a cry of "AAAAHHHHH” as an orgasm so intense had me twitching like I had hold of an electrical wire.
As Mike continued to stroke I had wave after wave of orgasms washing over me. I was so caught up in bliss I don't remember how long it went on. Mike lifted me up still impaled on his hard cock as I held onto his neck. I sought his waiting mouth and hungry tongue. We kissed and breathed as one. Mike lowered me to the bed turning me face down. He entered from behind slowly, increasing his speed and force as he started to slam into me.. “God”, I screamed, It felts so wonderful”. Mike's balls were slapping my ass with every stroke... more orgasms, and then he came with a roar.
Mike, still inside me, sat on the floor pulling me down with him. As I sat in his lap still impaled, Mike massaged my breasts, head & face. It felt so amazing! What happened?, I've never been fucked like that. A voice, my voice said, "You are really one great masseuse” to which he replied "Thank you, I hope you will want to continue your sessions”
As I stood up it seemed like a gallon of Mike's cum and my pussy juice ran down my legs onto the floor. I grabbed a towel and wiped it off the floor and my legs. On the way to the bathroom I heard my husband coming in the front door. “How was your massage?” he called out? I moved to the hallway by the bedroom door giving him a weak smile. “It was totally relaxing and filling” I replied as he took in my physical condition. Swollen nipples and a few well placed passions marks told him part of the story. I gave him a quick kiss and turned to entered the shower as he ran his fingers between my legs. My husband held onto me as his hand filled with Mike and my fluids. His attention was now on the ajar bedroom door. The vanity mirror reflection of Mike washing his weapon off told him the full story. Releasing me he patted my behind telling me to go get cleaned up. I saw Mike had put on his shirt and shorts and walked out of the bedroom greeting my husband. I stood listening to them discussing the massage and how it went. Mike told him I was in top shape but need to have regular sessions to work out the kinks and soreness of my lower spine.
My husband agreed as he walked with Mike to the front door. I heard him thanking him and saying “I'll have my wife call you to reschedule soon”. I smiled as Mike laughed and said “I give discounts for couples”. My husband stood watching him drive away. As he returned to the bathroom I started to shower. “Maybe next time I might join in the fun” he said getting undressed to join me.
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She just stood there silently for a while. Finally, she spoke softly, "Let’s just make out for a while and see what happens.
I walked over and took her in my arms. We hugged and, at first, we just held each other. She looked up at me and I kissed her, lightly at first, but soon we were passionately kissing and exploring with our hands. She pulled open the top button of my shirt, so I unbuttoned her blouse and felt her breasts. She didn’t need a bra. Her tiny tits looked so inviting, I couldn’t resist fondling them. Perhaps small tits, but her nipples stood to attention, inviting my lips and tongue. I felt a definite shiver through her body as I began caressing one tit while I nibbled on the other. We kept that up for several delightful moments. She surprised me by unbuckling my belt and pushing my pants down, letting them fall to the floor. I responded by pulling her blouse off and pulling her slacks and knickers down. I was headed towards nuzzling her pussy, but she quickly pulled my shirt and boxers off. We were immediately hugging, kissing and fondling. I almost tripped over my pants when she pulled me toward the bedroom. I had to kick my shoes off and step out of them to go with her.
On the way to the bedroom, she nudged me into the bathroom in front of the sink. "I hope you don’t mind." She quickly washed my cock with a facecloth. How could I mind her handling my cock and balls? Then off we went to the bedroom. Standing in front of her bed, I held and kissed her, starting to fondle her tits. She backed off a bit and whispered, "No foreplay, let’s just make love. I’ve had four weeks of foreplay, talking with Bea." She fell back, lying face up, legs open for me, beckoning with both hands. How could I refuse. Down I went, kissing her pussy, licking and nibbling her hot wet, pussy. Her moans and squeaks really turned me on. It only took a moment or two before she stiffened and groaned, then relaxed for a moment. But before I could think of what to do next, she was pulling me up to her, "In me, put it into me. . . Now, I want you to shag me now, now."
Again, how could I resist? I eased myself over her and slipped my stiff cock into her in one swift move. I took a few thrusts to get everything oiled to perfection then started my pubic mound massage, holding it as deeply as possible and moving round, back and forth, up and down, holding tight clit contact. Again, it didn’t take long before she was almost screaming, her body jerking in spasms, almost crying. Her violent actions surprised me by their ferociousness as she came, milking my cock to the point that she forced it out of her. I quickly reinserted it, riding her through a tremendous cum. I was so distracted, that I couldn’t cum myself, even with all that stimulation. Finally, she calmed down and I rolled off of her.
She just lay there, panting, the picture of absolute relaxation. I lay back too, fondling her breasts and kissing her neck from time to time as her breathing eventually returned to normal. I just enjoyed the closeness. I couldn’t have been happier. Not having cum, I was able really to appreciate the atmosphere. I wasn’t wiped out, so I could notice everything she did as she lay there, naked in front of me. Eventually, she kissed me and whispered, "Thank you so much, Richard. I enjoyed it so much."
"The pleasure was all mine." I assured her. And I meant it. We lay there quite some time, while she recounted how everything had felt. I joined in enthusiastically. I commented that I thought it would have been a lot harder to seduce her.
"Oh I was seduced weeks ago, Dick."
Just at that moment she took my dick in her hand and the obvious pun made me laugh. She laughed too, but stopped suddenly, jumped up and ran for the bathroom. I had to laugh. Moments later I heard the loo flush and she walked back in, laughing. After four children, I can’t afford to laugh with a full bladder. We both chuckled as she climbed back into bed.
She reached down and began to fondle my half-hard cock and balls. "Oh my, I haven’t had the opportunity to play with any of these in years." She continued for a while. "Oh, you’re still hard. You didn’t cum? I’m so sorry, Dick."
"Don’t worry about my dick, Mavis. I had a wonderful time with you. I wouldn’t change a moment of it."
"But you didn’t cum. Robert always came. I’m sorry, I was so tied up in my pleasure, I didn’t think to . . ."
I cut her off. "No, not to worry about it. An orgasm only lasts a few seconds. The feelings I’m feeling for you right now go on and on. I loved being together with you. Besides, I’m only good for a couple of ejaculations. This way we can try it again if you like."
"I like, and maybe again and again?"
"We’ll do whatever works for you, Mavis. This is your fantasy. Besides, you have no idea how good what you are doing feels to me. And how good it feels to touch you." She leaned over and kissed me. After a while I had to tell her, "I need to use the facilities too. You aren’t the only one with an active bladder." She was chuckling as I walked out the door. It was a bit hard to pee through a fully erect cock, but it was necessary.
When I returned, she was on her back, legs open to me, motioning me to come close with her hands. My cock slid into her hot, wet pussy like it was meant to be there. She urged me to pump her, harder and harder, her voice rising in pitch each time she spoke. Soon she was squealing again and pulsing her pussy muscles. After all this, there was nothing I could do but submit to my baser instincts and let the pleasure suffuse my body. I shot my load, pressing in as hard as I could, filling her with my cum. Even after I’d cum, I kept pushing and pushing until her pussy muscles forced it out of her vagina and I had to collapse beside her, completely wiped out. I think we dozed a while because the next thing I noted was some little kids playing loudly in the neighborhood. Our eyes met and we kissed, long and slowly – for quite a while.
We finally got up and were surprised to find that it was after seven o’clock. I moved down to nuzzle her pussy and was overwhelmed by the incredibly sensuous aroma. The taste was even better as I carried her through several long, drawn out moans. Eventually, she pulled me up to kiss her. We lay together, fondling, kissing lightly, and talking minimally. I told her how wonderful it felt to be with her and she told me exactly how she felt.
Eventually, we got up and had small sandwiches in her kitchen. I often had to remind Bea that I liked to see her naked, but Mavis seemed to enjoy being sans clothes. After the sandwiches we had a delightful oral romp in her living room.
Finally it was getting late and I was gathering my clothes, when Bea walked in through the back door. She eyed me curiously then went to see Mavis in the kitchen. "You said you’d call." Bea told Mavis, giving her a hug.
"Sorry, I was distracted." Mavis replied as I continued gathering my clothes.
Bea laughed, "I should have expected that you’d be naked. Dick seems to like that."
Mavis also laughed. "Yes, and so do I."
"Will you be meeting with him regularly?"
"Sure will, if he will. This is really fun. Besides, he’s a nice guy."
Bea was quiet for a while before she spoke quietly so I couldn’t hear, but Mavis told me later. "Good It’ll be a good distraction for him. He’s been getting more friendly than I would like. Spreading his affections should make things a lot smoother."
Each of the ladies has her own way with sex. Bea is more active, but hesitates to go for third rounds. Mavis would screw all day and night if I could take it, and loves to try new things. Mavis is also much more friendly when we aren’t screwing around.
Our regular meetings continued through the next few months, the best of all worlds for a guy, but slowly I noticed a change in my two ladies. Mavis wasn’t against having a man underfoot. She asked if she could come over to my place and began visiting me several evenings a week. The sex was great.
One Wednesday, Bea called off our meeting. She had something else to do. Soon it was only once a week, then not every week. Mavis filled in the assignations and we began to feel very close. Bea was still enthusiastic when we did meet, but I detected a coolness and a reticence to run around naked when I was there. Mavis finally told me that Bea was getting jealous and that it might be better if I didn’t come over as often. That was OK, because Mavis came to my place instead. She also began going with me to the nudist park. Bea had only gone once and didn’t like it.
At this point, Bea is inviting me over only about once a month, but Mavis has been monopolizing the rest of my time. I suspect there will be a major change in relationships soon. I have to go to Florida for a couple of months to take care of my sister who just found out she has terminal cancer and just enrolled in hospice. Mavis wants to come, but I see it as a bad idea. Sis is a very religious person,. I don’t want to interfere with her feelings through the tough time coming. I’m not sure how things will be when I get back home.
In the meantime, I wonder if any of the many clubs and nudist parks in Florida might find a place for a single guy my age.
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After Sunday school, I was waiting to say goodbye to Bea, when her friend, Mavis, came out the door and gave me a little hug. She said softly, "You little devil, you." I had to shiver a little in embarrassment at Mavis knowing what Bea and I were doing. She backed away from the hug and told me that Bea would like to see me at her house for dinner at about two thirty. I had no problem with that, until Mavis embarrassed me again with an over-obvious wink.
I stopped at Costco on the way home to buy some wine for dinner and on a whim, I bought a bouquet of flowers. I knew I was pushing Bea’s rules, but it felt a good idea at the time. I used to hate Costco. With my second wife, I called it the four hundred dollar club. She spent like a drunken sailor. Just zipping in and out, buying only what I needed, while enjoying the samples of food is great, now that I’m by myself.
I felt awkward, walking over to Bea’s carrying a bag of wine and flowers, but what the hell, I don’t care what anyone thinks. My first big surprise was that Mavis greeted me at Bea’s door. I gave her the flowers and the two of them cooed over them while cutting the stems and arranging them in a vase. The flowers weren’t a mistake. Bea’s Stroganoff was scrumptious. Did I mention she’s a great cook? We talked about the weather, people at church, and a bit of politics – Bea and I disagree on politics, so I normally avoid the subject, but Mavis sounded like we might have similar ideas on how to run a country.
The second surprise came after we cleared the dishes and sat back at the table. Bea looked at Mavis silently for a while, until Mavis nodded her head and smiled an embarrassed smile. Bea turned to me and bluntly made her proposition. "Dick, we’ve been having sex for, what, four weeks now, right?" I nodded, wondering what came next. "I’ve been very fond of your attention, maybe too fond. We’ve been getting a bit too lovey-dovey lately." She paused and looked me in the eyes. I figured, Oh shit, she’s going to stop the sex.
She looked over at Mavis. "Mavis and I have been talking about this. She has the same problem I do, only her husband was a doll. She wouldn’t mind getting some of what you’ve been giving me." I expected her to ask if I had a friend. She continued after a pause. She was watching my face. I suspect she could read me like a book. I had the good sense to keep quiet and just follow her lead.
She looked over at Mavis again. Mavis nodded and reached for her purse. Bea continued. Would you be willing to go home with Mavis today and share with her, what you’ve been doing with me?" Mavis handed me a pill bottle with one blue pill.
I was a bit stunned, so I just sat there with the deer in the headlights look. Mavis looked saddened, speaking hesitantly, "You don’t have to if you don’t want to."
I finally came to my senses and spoke up, taking her hand across the table. "Oh, no problem, Mavis. This is just happening a little fast for me." I looked back to Bea. "Are you breaking up with. . ."
"Oh no, Dick. I’d like you to keep coming over on Wednesdays and Saturdays if you want. Mavis kind of likes the idea of Thursday and Sunday if that would work for you." Mavis nodded.
I sat there, nodding my head for a moment while I processed the concept. Finally, I got my voice. "I really can’t promise that – yet. You might not like me in bed. We’ll have to try it to see if I can satisfy you first."
Mavis nodded enthusiastically and told me, "I think what you’ve been doing with Bea will be wonderful."
I looked at both of them, back and forth. "Has Bea been telling you what we do?"
"Yes, chapter and verse." Mavis answered.
"And you two are going to compare notes, after . . ." They both nodded. "Chapter and verse?"
Mavis answered with a smile. "Bea’s been telling me everything. It’s very erotic. I think we can get along famously. I’ve always kind of fancied you."
"You are both as sexy as can be." Rather than salivate and say "YES YES YEAH!" I kept quiet, trying to choose my words carefully. Finally I managed. I reached out and took Bea’s hand too. "I’ll tell you what. I would love to share with you two lovely ladies, but I’ll have to get a promise from both of you." They leaned in intently. "You’ll have to promise that you’ll tell me the truth, and if I ever do anything to disappoint you, you’ll let me know. If there is any jealousy or if I step over bounds, we’ll talk it out. OK?" They both nodded. "And if you ever want to stop, just tell me." They nodded again and I had to think carefully what to say, I was running into the insufficient brain blood supply problem and didn’t want to step on my tongue. "OK. I’ll be on trial with you, Mavis. We’ll try it out and you can be the judge on whether it becomes a regular thing."
We must have sat there for three or four minutes. I finally broke the silence. "So, what do we do now?"
Bea looked at Mavis. Mavis nodded, and Bea answered, "If you’re willing and able, you can walk next door with Mavis and, uh, as you said, go on trial." I nodded and after a moment, I rose. Bea laughed. "You’d better go by the back door so the neighbors don’t see that erection of yours." We all laughed. We finished the bottle of Sauvignon blanc and Mavis and I did use the back door. While walking to her house, I asked, "She told you everything?"
"In glorious detail. I’ve been envious."
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On the Wednesday after our first sexual encounter, I came home from the gym and found a voice message on my home phone. Bea asked if I could come over at about six for another visit. She said her shower drain was clogged. When I returned her call it went to voicemail so I just said "Of course."
She met me at the door wearing a T shirt and shorts. Protruding nipples bespoke no bra, and brought a definite tingle to my genitals. She ushered me in and said, "I hope this isn’t an inconvenience, Richard. I put some liquid plumber in it, but it still backs up when I turn the water on."
"No problem." I answered, holding up the grocery bag with my plumbing snake. "This may be a bit of a dirty job, mind if I . . . " I pulled at my shirt button.
"By all means." She answered, pulling her T shirt off. We were naked and hugging in no time at all. Unfortunately, there was work at hand, so we broke off the hugs and kisses, took the snake into the bathroom and I got to work. Indeed it was a dirty job. The culprit was a small pearl bracelet enmeshed with lots of hair and other yucky stuff. "Oh, my ankle bracelet. I wondered what happened to that." She insisted that I wrap it in tissue and throw it away. By the time I rinsed out the snake and used some Comet to scrub the shower stall. I was thoroughly in need of a shower. Bea joined me part way through, wearing a shower cap. We had a delightful time soaping each other up until the water turned cold. Even a cold shower wasn’t enough to curb my lust.
We air dried there in the bathroom, hugging and kissing, fondling and getting very hot. We kind of morphed into her bedroom, not really separating to walk, just kind of moving together while enjoying each other’s bodies. I went down on her lovely, tasty, pussy, and she squirmed around to take my half-hard cock into her hand, then directing it into her mouth. There are lots of good things in life, but things don’t get much better than a great sixty-nine. My hormones were flooding me throughout as I lavished my attention on her wonderful pussy. She literally screamed around my cock as her pussy muscles spasmed at my mouth. I tried to hold off but by the time she was through her orgasm I had to tell her I was cumming. She just hummed and sucked harder. I loved the feeling of her tongue rotating around my cock-head as she sucked it. I groaned and she sucked harder.
Damn was that a great cum. Those hard, crinkly feelings took me over and shook me like a rag doll as I spurted and groaned and squirted into her receptive mouth. Time kind of collapsed. As Robin Williams said, "God gave men a brain and a penis, but only enough blood to work one at a time." The next thing I knew, we were kissing and I tasted my cum in her mouth. What a thrill. At my age, I don’t deliver a lot of cum, but there was certainly enough to taste. We lay there for quite a while, our kissing getting more soft and gentle as time passed. We didn’t doze, we just got more and more comfortable together. Eventually, we both needed to use the loo so we got up.
Standing naked in the kitchen, drinking ice water, I remembered the last time when she didn’t want a second session. I asked her what she wanted to do. She thought a moment, then suggested that we have dinner and afterwards we could have a "Proper fuck" to finish the evening.
I love doing things nude, so it was enjoyable to fix the stir fry together. She wasn’t quite as comfortable, but she did keep her clothes off until she had to don an apron to do the actual cooking. It’s not very comfortable to fry naked for obvious reasons.
While chopping tomatoes, I mentioned my conversation with her friend Mavis. "I saw Mavis at church Sunday. She called me a little devil. Did you tell . . ."
Bea turned and smiled a wicked smile. "Oh yes. We tell each other everything."
"Everything?" I asked. She nodded, blushing a bit. "Anyone else I need to watch out for?"
"No. She’s my best friend. Been that way for over twenty years. We don’t have many secrets." She thought a few moments. "My kids, though . . ."
Suddenly, I was concerned. "Have you told them . . . I should be careful around . . ."
"No. I haven’t told them, but sooner or later, they’ll catch on." She caught the disturbed look on my face. "Oh, not to worry, Dick. They’ll understand."
We worked quietly for a while. I couldn’t help thinking how sexy she looked, working about the kitchen stark naked. I wondered if she noticed that I was getting the start of a hard on. After a while, she looked at me with a sly grin. "She’s envious. You know."
"Beverly, your daughter?"
"No, silly." She leaned over to kiss my cheek and tweak my prick. "Mavis. She’s envious of our arrangement. She would love to have some of this. Oh, it’s getting hard again. " She began jacking it in earnest, making me forget about Mavis and making my cock really hard, making me really want to put it to work. She gave my rock hard dick another tweak, then walked back to the stove, put her apron on and started the stir fry. "We can both get really horny while we eat, thinking of what we’re going to do to that hard-on in a while."
Damn, did I ever keep thinking about it, a lot. I suppose the food was great. She’s a good cook. But my mind was elsewhere the whole time. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her pert little breasts, rising and falling above the table as we ate. What incredible foreplay that was. In spite of the show, the anticipation, and the hormones, my cock went soft until we finished the fruit bowl desert. She stood and her breasts seemed to grow as she leaned over the table to pick up her dishes. My dick felt that prickly feeling and it began to rise as I rose to put my dishes in the dishwasher.
"Oh, my." She said, smiling and motioning towards my growing member. "We’re going to have to do something about that." And we did. We started in the kitchen, moved to her living room, and ended up in her bed. I distinctly remember copulating in just about every position possible.
We fucked doggy and missionary on the couch. She came massively riding cowgirl. I flipped her over and came inside her missionary, then gave her a wonderful tasting pussy licking to another good O. After recovery, we broke for a potty break and some ice water, then we retired to her bed for a long, slow missionary fuck in the middle of which I went soft, so I went down on her for her last orgasm of the night. We broke her rule that night and slept the night through together,
I woke first, I’m a morning guy, and busied myself cleaning up the kitchen and the disarray we left in the living room. I suppose the clinking dishes woke her. I heard her shower going. I was probably smelly and sticky too, so I took a quick turn through the guest shower. As I came out of the bathroom, drying my hair, I saw her come out of her room, study the living room then the kitchen. She stood in the kitchen doorway for a while, then shook her head and turned to me. Looking very serious, she said softly. "Time to get dressed, dick. I think you need to go."
I was stunned. I know I shouldn’t have broken her rule and spent the night, but she’d encouraged me by holding me until we fell asleep. I got dressed quickly and left without my expected hug at the door. "What a screw-up I am." I thought as I walked the four blocks to my house. For the next few days I was, at best morose, until she called me on Friday, leaving a voice message. "Hi Dick. You left your tools here on Wednesday. You can pick them up when you come over for our date tomorrow at six. We’re still on for that, right?"
I felt like I had whiplash. What the hell was going on? Was she mad at me or not?
Evidently she wasn’t. She met me at the door naked and we fucked like rabbits until ten. We both had to be at church early to prepare the program, so we parted at ten fifteen with a wonderful kiss and fondle. Talk about whiplash. We didn’t talk much, we just fucked and fucked and fucked. Likewise, the same thing happened the next Saturday. And she called for another assignation (her word) at my place that Wednesday. That Saturday, it was back at her place. She never mentioned being upset the morning after I fixed her shower, and I knew better than to stir that pot.
Who could ask for a better arrangement than that?
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A year ago something very interesting happened. I’ve always been handy at fixing things, so I’ve spent a lot of my free time helping friends and neighbors when something broke. The older women at church, particularly, called on me to replace a light fixture, fix a garbage disposer, or in Bea’s case, to change her locks after she broke up with a man who turned out not to be very nice. I’ve known Bea for several years, working with her in Sunday school and on several committees. After I’d finished her locks, I helped her clean out her garage and make a run to the dump in my pickup. I wouldn’t accept any cash, but let her talk me into taking me to the Outback restaurant for lunch that weekend. She’s a classy woman, prim and proper, always to the point. She knows how to make things happen, a born leader from a time when women weren’t expected to be leaders.
Over lunch, we talked about lots of things. She prodded me to tell her a lot about myself. For a while it felt like she was interviewing me, but she’s an old friend and that’s her way. We walked across the boulevard to the park on the way back to her house. She asked if I’d sit with her on the bench under an old oak tree. She had something she wanted to talk to me about. She sat there, silently for a while, looking in the direction of a softball game across the park. Finally, she spoke up. "You know about George. Of course you do, you just changed the locks. Michael has been gone for over four years now. Do you remember him?" I nodded. "We were married almost twenty-eight years when he passed. He was a real pain in the ass."
I had to smile at that comment. Michael was of the old school, ruling the roost. "Michael never did the dishes or changed a diaper. For a while, after he passed, I thought I could find a man who was kind and thoughtful, but all the guys I’ve dated either wanted a nurse or a purse, or both. I’m perfectly happy living alone without a man underfoot." She paused for a moment while I wondered what she was about to complain about. What bad had I done her? She continued after a bit. "The only thing I really miss is the sex, but every time I let a guy into my bed, he starts getting sappy and wants to move in." By this time I was trying to think of something to say, but too confused to wrap my mind around any kind of response.
"I have a proposition for you, Dick. I remember years ago talking to Barb. I was aghast to find out that you two slept around quite a lot. Over the years I’ve come to understand and appreciate what you were doing. That’s why I’m asking you." All kinds of things rushed through my mind as she paused for a while, looking away. "I need someone to come over for sex about once a week, but not to hang around other than that. Could you do that for me?"
All I could muster up was: "Sure, I guess so, I. . ."
"You’re a nice fellow, Dick. I like you, but I don’t want to ruin things with any of that love crap. Do you know what I mean?"
Well, after Pauline, I did know exactly what she meant, but couldn’t think of anything to say at the moment, so I just nodded. She reached into her purse and produced a pill bottle. "Would this be of use to you this afternoon?" I saw that the container held one blue pill, a Viagra. I gave her the best answer I could, I swallowed it quickly. "I expect you to get off, yourself, but you. . ." She paused.
"Bea." I finally figured out how to talk. "I’d love to get together with you, and I’ll try to make it as good an experience for you as I can. I have to admit though, I’m really out of practice. Pauline didn’t like sex at all, so I’m not sure how well I’ll be able to do for you." She stood first, purposely ignoring my last comment. I joined her to walk the fifteen minutes to her home. Somehow it seemed we walked a bit faster going to her home than we had coming from it. I asked what she liked and didn’t like. It seemed strange to be walking along, talking about cunnilingus, sex positions and the like, but it was quite stimulating.
As we walked up her steps, she turned to tell me. "One thing I won’t abide, dick. I rather like eating a penis, but Michael sometimes forced my head down to eat him. Don’t ever try to force me to do anything like that. You can ask me, or I’ll do it all in my own time, when I’m ready to enjoy it." I nodded assent.
We entered her house and stood there looking at each other for a moment. She said: "I prefer for you to be squeaky clean. Would you mind taking a shower before we. . .?"
While she set out the towels, I simply got undressed right in front of her. She looked a bit shocked. "I’ve been a nudist most of my life, I hope you don’t mind."
She thought a brief second then laughed: "I suppose not. After all, we’ll both be naked soon." I noted that she was very careful not to look at my genitals. After a quick shower, I toweled off and ignored the chenille robe she left for me. I found her in the den, lighting candles. I crept in behind her, put my arms around her and kissed her neck. She was a little surprised, but soon we were hugging. I kissed her neck, nibbled her ear lobes and kissed her forehead and eyes. After a few light kisses on her lips, we began to kiss slowly, tentatively at first. She obviously wasn’t ready at that time to kiss passionately. Between kisses, I told her how lovely she looked, and how good it felt to kiss her. Our hands were very busy, exploring each other, so far, all above the waist. One of my hands found her breast and we both moaned as I fondled her. My other hand found the zipper on the back of her dress, which soon found its way all the way open. She made no move to slow me down, even when I unhooked her bra. Her dress and bra slipped down to her waist.
I stood back, keeping my hands on her shoulders. "I’ve been looking at you in Sunday school, since we met. I’ve always wanted to see your breasts. I’m certainly not disappointed now. You look so darned beautiful this way." As I was talking, her dress and bra fell to the floor. I bent over, picked them up and carefully draped them over the back of a chair. I saw that she was wearing white cotton panties, the kind mothers want their adolescent daughters to wear.
As I stepped back, her reaction was to cover her breasts with her hands. A shy smile lit her face. "You’ve really looked at me that way at church?"
"Oh yes. I’m sure most of the men have undressed you with their eyes." Her face and shoulders turned bright red. She was blushing. "Now that I see you without those encumbrances, all those desires haven’t been wasted. You are a true knock-out, Bea." I stepped up, took her in my arms and kissed her long and passionately as she melted into me. The next few minutes were a blur of kisses, nibbles, licking, fondling, as we really got into it. I made the rounds, her lips, neck, nipples, between her boobs, her neck and back to her lips, several times, Each round, her kisses became more in earnest. When my hands found their way inside her panties to fondle her bum, she opened her mouth to let my tongue in for a long, deep, passionate kiss that went on and on while I massaged her ass and boob.
While we were kissing, I let my hand roam around to hold her pussy. Sneaking a finger to the top of her slit and ever so shallowly inside caused her to inhale sharply and back away from our kiss. I looked into her eyes and softly said "Thank you so much." I kissed her again, lightly and held her for a while, letting my hard cock poke at her panties. After a bit, I hooked my thumbs in her panties and began to slide them down. She breathed deeply , then relaxed as I pulled back to get them all the way down. While on my knees, eyes at her pussy level, she stepped out of them, first one foot then the other, giving me two good glimpses of her most precious attraction.
I looked up at her past her small, lovely breasts, and said: "Thank you so much, after all that time, I don’t have to imagine what you look like any more. You are so much lovelier than I imagined." I kissed her pussy, nuzzling into it for a moment. I rose slowly and put my hands on her shoulders, looking her up and down. "You are so darned pretty. You’ve always dressed well, so pretty and desirable, but I can’t get over what a beautiful woman you’ve been hiding under those sexy clothes."
She grinned and almost whispered: "Flattery – flattery will get you everywhere." I took her into my arms and kissed her while I poked at her nether regions with my cock. We were both breathing hard. When we broke our deep kiss, I took the liberty of nibbling her neck and nipples. She broke away and practically fell into the couch. "Richard, I need something in me right now." She opened her legs to show me the most beautiful pussy. I had to shudder. Leaning in, I kissed her again, then nibbled her nipples.Straightening up, I took my cock in hand and ran it over and around her pussy. "Put it in, Richard. Stop fooling around."
"Would you mind if I kissed it first?" I asked, but didn’t wait for her answer. I placed my mouth over her pussy and began to lick and nibble. She inhaled sharply a few times, but didn’t tell me to stop. I reached around her legs to fondle her breast with one hand as I entered her pussy with a finger of the other hand, reaching up to find her G spot, just as Barb taught me years ago. I felt wonderful, reveling in the tastes and aromas. Soon her hips were keeping time with my ministrations and she began to moan. I licked just under her clit for quite a while, then sucked it into my mouth. Then, when I licked at it again, she shuddered and her moans turned to squeals. She froze, and her vagina muscles spasmed repeatedly as I continued to lick and suck. Finally, she relaxed and after a moment, she pulled on my head. I moved up to lie next to her on the couch and kissed her softly, holding her close.
After quite some time, I figured she was coming down, so I nibbled her ear and spoke softly: "Thank you so much, Bea. I’m sure I enjoyed that more than you."
"No way, Richard. That was wonderful." She lay there breathing hard for a while. "I figured we’d get naked, you’d stick it in and we’d just do it. I didn’t expect to be seduced. I didn’t even expect an orgasm. With Michael, we just . . ."
I touched her lips with my finger. "You’re not with Michael, or George. You’re with me, and I’ll say unequivocally, this was more enjoyable for me than it was for you. I adored helping you have those feelings, that’s the best part."
"But you haven’t even, uh. . ." She reached down and brushed her hand across my half-hard cock.
"Cum? No, There’s still time for that if you like. If not, I’ve already had a wonderful time with you." I kissed her softly, and we snuggled in together. "By the way, if you’d like to touch my penis again, I will be delighted." She did and I was.
But she didn’t just touch it. She fondled it, played with it, stroked my balls, tickled my balls. It felt so wonderful I had to moan a bit. I kissed her neck and nibbled her ear lobes. It took a bit of maneuvering, but soon we sorted out our hands and arms so we could kiss while fondling boobs, pussy and cock. I felt ecstatic, and I told her so. After a bit, I felt her pussy begin to flood as she began to mew softly, and after a little while more, she quietly asked, "Will you fuck me now, Dick? I really need you inside me." In all those years I didn’t know she even knew that word, let alone used it.
I answered by easing her onto her back and kneeling between her opened legs. I couldn’t resist a taste of her delicious juices before I placed my erection against her pussy, playing its head back and forth through her moist, well lubricated pussy lips. I asked her to take my cock and use it the way she wanted and after a brief pause, she held my cock and explored her outer pussy with it. We both looked down, watching our genitals intermingle delightfully. After some time, she used her thumb to shove my cockhead inside her, then looked up at me and, as one, we both moved our hips to consummate our arrangement, pushing together until our pubic mounds met and we held ourselves still for several moments, enjoying the feelings. We kissed deeply and began moving our hips together, both of us moaning softly.
When Barb and I first started swapping, she showed me how to maximize my partner’s pleasure, especially the first time we fucked. I’d been following that plan and now I continued. I didn’t just pound in and out. I held firm contact between our pubic mounds, keeping my cock as deep as it would go, moving my hips back and forth, around and fore and aft. (Barb had been in the navy), keeping her clit maximally involved. All the while, I kissed her deeply and fondled her breasts. Once in a while, I had to take two or three thrusts to keep my cock hard, then went back to maximal stimulation mode.
I could feel her responding. She began moaning and she breathed faster. I didn’t give in to the incredible feelings, holding off as long as possible. Finally she heaved her hips against me several times then broke our kiss to scream out. Her pussy muscles spasmed and my poor little cock could take no more. It spasmed and those feelings took over my body ricocheting from cock to chest, to head, even to my toes. It was an incredible experience, certainly the best since Barb passed. I don’t know what happened As I enjoyed that orgasm, actually, as I enjoyed both our orgasms. The next thing I recollect was that we were holding each other on our sides and she was humming. We lay that way for quite some time, enjoying the afterglow until I realized I had to pee. I asked her softly if I could use her bathroom. She grinned and responded, "Not until I do." Then she bounded out of bed and headed to the loo. I waited outside until she was washing her hands. I asked if it was ok for me to go. She nodded then watched me do my business.
When I finished, she ventured, "Well that settles it. I prefer uncircumcised guys, you have much better aim." We both laughed.
I followed her to her bedroom where she started to put on a robe. I touched her bare shoulder and asked, "Would you mind not getting dressed? After all this time, I hate to miss a moment of seeing you at your most beautiful." She led me to the kitchen where we got some soft drinks then went out to the living room. We started toward the couch, but I stopped: "Wait a minute." I said. I ran into the bathroom and got a dry towel then spread it on the couch. "Nudists always sit on a towel. It’s nicer that way." We sat close together. "Notice." I pointed out. "I only got one towel." She turned a bit red again.
We sat and talked for nearly an hour that way. Finally, I asked if she’d like another round. She shook her head. "Two orgasms like that is about all my system can take, Richard." Finally, I dressed reluctantly, then watched carefully as she got dressed and brushed her messy hair. She blushed again when I suggested that mussed hair is very sexy. I couldn’t resist kissing her before I walked out to my car.
The next Sunday, I really looked at her differently as she taught the Sunday School lesson, and she did spend more time looking at me than at the rest. She had to meet with the Sunday School board after church, so I walked out the big doors. On the steps, Bea’s best friend, Mavis, walked up to me, shook my hands with her other hand over mine. She smiled at me and whispered: "You are a little devil, you are."
It looked like my secret was out.
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As I started walking to the train, I felt a tap on my shoulder. When I turned around I saw a very tall and handsome uniformed officer with the most entrancing blue eyes looking at me with a devilish grin on his face. He watched me a moment before informing me that I had committed a serious crime for not paying for my fare and that he would have to arrest me.
He took me to a little hallway in the station and told me to turn around with my hands on the wall. As I turned around I could sense his closeness to me and it was starting to make me feel sensations I have not felt for a long time. As I started to explain my situation, I felt his hands on me at first touching my sides ever so gently and moving slowly down to my short black mini skirt. I then started to feel his hands working their way up the inside of my skirt and I heard him whistle as he noticed that I was not wearing any panties underneath. I took a deep breadth of excitement at his touch and then felt his hands moving ever so slowly to my aching lips of my pussy.
As I start to make little guttural sounds from my throat and trying to speak, he starts to inform me of my Miranda rights about the right to remain silent. All the while moving his right hand to the inside of my lips and teasing my now hot and wet pussy. His left hand is also moving to my swelling and hard breasts, pinching and tweaking my hard nipples. I let out a low squeal of pleasure and he reminds me that I am not remaining silent and he is going to have to show me that he means what he says. He then turns me around and handcuffs my hands high above my head to a pole against the wall and pulls down my skirt and pushes up my top.
I can now feel the cool breeze from the trains passing by. I shiver with anticipation as he is now going to his knees and I am now feeling his warm breadth just inches from my now dripping pussy. I take several deep breaths with the thought of how wonderful it would feel to have him lick my pussy til I came.
He sees the expression on my face and tells me not to resist and starts to lick my clit slowly at first and working to the center of my woman-hood. When his tongue is working his way down he feels my body tighten so he slams his tongue deep inside me and I cum good and hard with him licking up my juices.
When I think he is done, I notice him removing his duty belt and pants. When his pants drop his bulging hard cock pops out and he informs me I still owe more money for the fare. He releases me from my handcuffs and I drop to my knees taking his throbbing cock into my hands slowly putting it into my mouth. In my mind I am thinking that this is the biggest and thickest cock I have ever had the pleasure to come across and as these thoughts are going through my mind, I can feel my juices flowing quickly again. I am now sucking his pulsating cock up and down with my right hand following my mouth in motion and my left hand is fondling his freshly shaven balls. I look up to see him watching me with a smile of satisfaction and enjoyment on his face, I start to suck him a little faster and then he pulls me and says now its time for the rest of my payment towards my fare.
He picks me up and shoves my back onto the wall with my feet several feet from the ground and then he pushes my thighs into a sitting position he now slams his throbbing cock deep inside me and a burst of ecstasy flows through me at the feel of him. I open my mouth again to let out a sound and I find his tongue deep inside my mouth, I get a little more excited (which I thought would be impossible) at the tasting my own juices from earlier and he starts to pump deeper and deeper inside me, just as I was about to cum again, he stops and takes me over to a table and bends me over it, he spreads my legs and thrusts his hard cock back inside me while slapping my ass several times. I am getting more excited because he is taking me places that I have never been before and the feeling is more than I ever could ever expect. All the while I am fondling my hard nipples and sucking on one of his fingers from his right hand while his left hand is pulling my hair back to arch my neck for him to get a good bite. He is slamming his fully hard and swollen cock so deep inside me that I can feel every pulse in him.
He stops again and tells me to stand up facing him. As I do he places my right foot onto a bench by the table. As he is about ready to thrust his ready to explode cock back inside me he tells me here comes the last installment for my fare and my body is shaking with anticipation. He is grinning with the most sensuous grin I have ever seen as he puts his cock back inside me. He is thrusting so hard now that I have to wrap my arms around his neck to hold on. I start to cum harder than I have ever in my life and he feels my pussy tighten around him trying to squeeze out his juices. and then he shoots his full wad all the way inside me, while he is biting my neck again and making me groan in pleasure.
We stay entangled a moment for us to regain our strength.When we are all done he informs me that I have now paid my fare in full and I am free to go. As I am getting ready to leave, I tell him that I will be back next week, same time and no fare money. He replies I hope so.
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The next day we happened to be on the same time again and started chatting again. She had wrote me a few hours earlier saying she felt she had offended me a bit but I wrote her back saying, nothing of the sort had happened and she is free to say anything she felt like. Well we started off talking and things got sort of risque when we started talking about her getting shaved. I knew what she was referring to but I wanted to see how far she would go with this.
It finally came down to we wanted to meet and say hi. I suggested tomorrow but she had other commitments that made it impossible. I thought maybe she would like to meet that night. I suggested a parking lot where we could meet and say hi and maybe a kiss and then leave.& ; We agreed upon a place and off we went to meet.
I honestly thought she wouldn’t make it but thought what the hell, I am game just in case. I texted her and told her the name and the number of the exit where this place is. I was sitting there and texted her I am here. She came back and said so am I. About that time her yellow car came up to my blue van and we exchanged a hello. She said come over to my car and I said sure. I opened her car door and was stunned to see how good looking she was. She had long blonde hair and perfect body. I sat down and nervous as hell said hi. We sat there looking at each other for a minute talking about her shaving and such. I just reached over and kissed her and she kissed me back. Wow this woman kisses like something else.
After that I had to peel her top and expose those wonderful perky tits and nipples so I could suck on them. We continued on like this for a few minutes until I started to unloosen her jeans and let my long fingers find her honey spot. This put her in over-drive and she put her head back and enjoyed my manipulations. Her pussy was just right and wet to my touch so I knew she wanted a lot more than I could do tonight. Her body responded so well to my touches and my sucking on her breast and nipples.
I was about to say we had to stop and go home when she all of a sudden she started taking my belt loose and reaching for my manhood. I knew we couldn't have screwed in that small car but if she wanted to play with my manhood, then I am all for that. She took it out and started to lick it up and down and telling me she hadn’t had any man for going on five years and wanted this now. Well who am I to say no…. She licked me up and down and sucked me like she just had to have this now. Well, I sure can’t go on like this for an eternity as I could feel the heat rising up from my balls so I told her, damn, you are going to get something, and all she did was murmur something and started sucking harder and stroking it to completion. I must have pumped a gallon into her mouth but she kept on sucking and going at it even after getting a mouthful. I am here to tell you, she gave me one of the best blow jobs I can remember or think of. She told me after, she wasn't sure if she could do it right so she went online and asked around what the best technique is. I don’t know who she talked to, but I owe them a drink sometime. We agreed we have to pick this up soon and finish this the right way.
I will write more when it happens….
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We left home early on the day of our cruise en route to Rome and it was not a good day. Our luggage was lost in Amsterdam and we had to travel to the cruise ship with nothing but what we were wearing. The first two days were very difficult, we were ragged, we were uptight and we had none of our own clothes to wear and although we were coping it was very stressful. On the second night we went for our meal, it was excellent and I was able to wear some clothes I had borrowed from a couple we had met, and I had bought some new underwear, at least I had a change of clothing. After the meal we decided to visit some of the many bars on board but as is usual when we are on holiday we had a fallout about something trivial and separated.
My husband went to a bar and I went to see one of the entertainment shows on board. I had a glass of wine from the meal with me and was sitting watching the show when one of the ship’s officers approached me and asked me if I wanted a drink. He looked early 30’s and I’m not sure if he was English or not but he spoke good English and was very good looking and I really liked the look of him in his uniform! I said thank you but no and settled back to watch the show. After the show finished the music started and so did the dancing.
I was getting ready to go back to our room but the same officer came up to me and asked me to dance, I said no but he grabbed my hand and pulled me up onto the dance floor. We danced for a few dances then a slow dance came on and he held me close to him, I could feel him hard through his trousers and was quite shocked when he pulled me on to it so I moved away from him. We danced like this for a few dances then he lifted my face up and kissed me lightly on the lips, I didn’t know what to do so I kept my head down but after another few dances he kissed me again but this time I kissed him back and put my arms round him as we danced slowly and I didn’t push him away this time!! We kissed a few times and the kisses lasted longer each time then he asked if I wanted to go outside for some fresh air.
I said yes, picked up my bag and we went outside hand in hand. I could say there was no real intention on my part to go any further than kissing, I just wanted to be kissed and held tight, it had been a hard few days with everything that had happened, but I’m not stupid and I suppose that was never likely to happen, I knew what he wanted and maybe I wanted the same. I admit I had thought about it when we were dancing and had wondered how far I could go but I had only ever had sex with one man and that was my husband! I didn’t get much time to think about it when we went outside because we had just got onto the deck when he stopped and kissed me properly this time and I kissed him back, my arms round his neck, his hands squeezing my backside and rubbing his cock into me. I didn’t move away, I actually moved and rubbed against him, it was obvious now what he wanted and I think I wanted it too. We stood kissing like that for at least 5 minutes, both moving against each other and it felt so good! This was the first time I had really kissed another man since I’ve been married and I especially liked it when he touched my lips with his tongue.
Then we started walking on the deck and every few minutes we kissed and each time it was better than the time before, I really liked kissing him as he was pulling me onto his now very hard cock and squeezing my backside. Then he started touching and feeling my breasts and I was getting very aroused by what was happening!!! We kept walking hand in hand for about 15 or 20 minutes, still kissing every few minutes with him pulling me onto his cock with one hand on my backside and the other rubbing my breasts. As we kissed I was moving up against him with my hands on his backside pulling him onto me and we never spoke to each other at all, the sexual tension was unbelievable and I could feel a real tingle between my legs, the first time for years.
I wondered where this was going and couldn’t believe what I was doing as we kept kissing and touching. As we walked past a lifeboat station he pulled me in behind one of the boats and as we continued to kiss he put his hands up under my top and unclipped my bra. I made no attempt to stop him as he lifted it up off my breasts. He just held them in his hands for a few minutes as we kept kissing then he lifted up my top. My breasts and nipples felt swollen and I put my hands on the back of his head and pulled him onto them, still rubbing against him and breathing heavily, how far was I going to let him go? Soon he started rubbing then kissing and licking my breasts and nipples. I had already gone further than I had expected to but I liked him sucking my breasts into his mouth and I was still pushing up against his very hard cock at the same time. Then he took my hand and put it on his cock and I touched it properly for the first time as I moved my hand along it’s length. It was so big, probably not much longer than my husband’s but so much thicker and I let out a quiet moan as I felt it. This was getting serious now!! I think I wanted to take it out and hold it but I still didn't think I could go all the way with him. I had never felt like this before and I just wondered how far I could go, I wondered if I could just let him make me come, I really needed an orgasm and soon.
He continued to kiss me and squeeze my backside and breasts as I squeezed and rubbed his cock, it was so big. Suddenly I felt his hand between my legs, it happened so quickly but I knew it would happen but I wanted it there as well and I did nothing to take it away and for the first time that night I opened my legs wider for him. I wondered if he could feel how wet I was through my knickers, my husband had always said I got very wet easily and I really liked him touching me as I kept holding and rubbing his cock. He kept it there, squeezing my pussy and rubbing his thumb on the front of my nice new white silk knickers before he pulled them to the side and touched my bare pussy for the first time. It was fantastic as I opened my legs even further and kissed him hard and he let out a quiet moan when he touched me and felt how wet I was and I think he knew then that I was ready to have sex with him. I let him touch it for a few minutes before I put my hand on top of his to stop him then he asked me if I was OK, I thought about it then said yes and kissed him again. I took my hand away from his then put my arms back round his neck and rubbed up against him again. He must have known then that that I was going to have sex with him.
I had never really been keen on sex but I knew that I wanted this man inside me and I wanted him to make love to me and then fuck me! Who would have thought it? It was so exciting having another man feeling and touching my pussy but I had never even looked at another man in nearly 40 years never mind having a man half my age with his hand up my skirt, rubbing and touching me in between my legs. He continued to squeeze and rub it then tried to put a finger into me but my knickers were stopping him and I was hoping he would pull them down. I put my hand back on his cock and we kissed and rubbed each other for a few minutes before he asked me if he could kiss my pussy. I immediately said no but I wanted him to kiss it so much, something I didn’t let my husband do very often. I had been thinking about it anyway, I knew it would come to this but only my husband had ever kissed me between my legs but I didn’t take his hand away and I had a nice feeling between my legs as he kept one hand on my pussy and continued to gently squeeze my breasts with his other hand as we kissed and I wondered what to do next.
This was it, I knew I would need to decide how much further to let him go or just try to stop him. I couldn’t really believe what was happening here. I was behind a lifeboat with a stranger, a man I had met barely an hour ago, I was old enough to be his mother, I was a grandmother but I was also a very aroused woman and here he was with one hand between my legs rubbing and squeezing me, my bra and top were round my neck, he had my left breast in his mouth and I was rubbing his large cock. I also knew that I wanted his head between my legs giving me an orgasm then I wanted him to put his cock into me. It didn’t take long and it wasn’t a difficult decision, I think I had already made my mind up some time ago, I really wanted this man and I knew then I was going to have sex with him. I put my arms back round his neck and kissed him hard and I couldn't believe it when I whispered into his mouth and asked him to make me come then opened my mouth for his tongue.
I had never done that before for my husband but it seemed so natural to do it this time. I couldn’t see his face in the dark but I think he smiled when I said that because he knew he was going to get what he wanted but so was I. I was going to have sex with another man for the first time and I was so excited about it. I couldn’t believe what I was going to let him do to me! I was going to let him kiss my pussy first then have sex with me and I couldn’t wait for it to happen. It had taken only a short time to get to this but I knew what I needed and wanted from him, I wanted him inside me and making love to me. I didn’t expect it but he took his hand away from between my legs and pulled my top back down then lifted up my face with both hands and we kissed. As he slowly put his tongue into my mouth our tongues touched for the first time and I thought I would come in my knickers, I couldn’t believe just how good it was.
We kissed for a long time with our tongues in and out of each others mouths and I liked it when he touched my teeth with his tongue then sucked my tongue into his mouth and I liked touching his lips with my tongue. I stopped our kiss and said “please make me come” and pushed him down, I really needed an orgasm and my knickers were soaking wet. I thought he might have been in a hurry to get my knickers off but he moved down very, very slowly, squeezing and kissing my breasts through my top then kissing the front of my skirt before he got to his knees. I told him to hurry up as he put his hands behind me and squeezed my backside for a few minutes before he started lifting my skirt up very slowly. He really knew how to turn a woman on and soon he was kissing and licking my legs as he pulled the skirt up until my knickers and pussy were in front of him.
I didn’t know how much he could see in the dark but he kissed my pussy through my knickers, they were soaking wet and he must have been able to taste me. He kept lifting my skirt until he could kiss my belly button and I held up my skirt for him as I was forcing my pussy into his face as he kissed and licked along the top of my knickers and he continued to do this as he slowly pulled them down. When he got to my hairs he sucked them into his mouth and kissed them for a few minutes before he continued to pull my knickers further down. Soon they were between my legs and he had to push my legs further apart to pull them away from my very wet pussy, they were stuck between my legs. He continued to pull them down slowly, always kissing and licking my pussy and the inside of my legs, it felt so good and I was really ready for him. He pulled my knickers down to my knees then kissed and licked me for a few minutes and I told him I was ready to come but I couldn’t open my legs enough for him with my knickers at my knees so he pulled them down to my ankles before taking my sandals off and removing my knickers completely as I stepped out of them.
He was only the second man I had ever let take my knickers off and I liked it and I felt so good about it as I held up my skirt and opened my legs further for him. I was wide open now and I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to have sex with him. I heard other passengers go past us and I wondered what they would have said if they had seen me with my skirt at my waist, no knickers on, legs wide open and ready to have sex with one of the ship’s officers who had his head between my legs!! It felt wonderful and I was so excited as I wondered what my husband would have said if he could have seen me! It had taken him just over an hour to get my knickers off and I couldn’t believe what I was going to let him do to me. I didn’t know if he would try to put his cock into me or continue kissing it but I didn’t really care, I just wanted something between my legs. I really needed an orgasm so I put my hands behind his head and pulled his face onto my pussy but he just took his time after he took my sandals off as he opened my legs again before he slowly made his way back up still kissing and licking my legs.
He then opened me up even further and kissed my pussy for a few minutes then eventually I felt him put his tongue into me, it was absolutely unbelievable and I came almost immediately onto his face. He continued kissing and licking me and I wrapped one of my legs round his shoulder so that he could get his tongue further into me. It felt so good and I was really enjoying it. I felt his tongue go back into me and I wanted more as I was rubbing against his face. He had his hands on my backside pulling me towards him and we continued like this for a few minutes until I felt another orgasm coming and held his face even tighter into my pussy. When I came again, it was fantastic, I was making quite a bit of noise by this time and hoped nobody could hear me but I didn't really care, it was so good. He kept kissing and licking me as I was coming and I hoped it would never stop. I had never wanted to come so much! It had been a few weeks since I had last had an orgasm but this had been so much better and I wanted more and soon. Eventually I calmed down as he continued to kiss and lick me and the inside of my legs. I pulled him up and kissed him hard as I tried to open his trousers and get his huge cock out. I wanted to touch it and feel it in my hand then make him come between my legs but he held onto my hand as I kept telling him how much I wanted him inside me, I really wanted to have sex with him after what had happened and if he hadn’t known before then he certainly he knew now. He kissed me and asked me if I wanted to go back to his room.
Of course I did, I wanted my first time with another man to be done properly not behind a lifeboat. I kissed him again then I slipped my sandals back on and straightened my clothes and fastened my bra again before we went back on deck and he put my new knickers into his pocket but I knew my bra would be off again soon as well! I was so excited by what was happening to me, I didn't think I could have let another man give me oral sex so soon after meeting him and I knew what he was going to give me in his room and I couldn't wait for it to happen.
This time it was me kissing him as we walked to his room, each time I was rubbing and squeezing his cock and kept wondering what it would be like to have him inside me while he kept putting his hand up my skirt and rubbing between my legs. I was very wet and so excited and really liked him touching me now that I had made my mind up to let him have sex with me, it wouldn’t be long now and to be honest I didn’t want to wait much longer for him to be inside me. I kept wondering what his cock would look like. I already knew it was big but my husband’s cock was the only one I had ever really seen up close. Would I be able to satisfy him and do the things he would want us to do? I knew he would want me to put his cock into my mouth and there was no way I would do that but I would probably kiss it for him, I just wondered what it would taste like. Would he be able to put it all into me? What would he think if I told him I had only ever had sex with one man? Would we make love or would he just fuck me?
I really wanted both! What would he think when he saw me with no clothes on? Would he still want to have sex with me? But I also knew that I really wanted to have sex with him and I wanted him deep inside me as soon as possible. All these things were going through my mind when we reached a trapdoor which he opened and he went down the steps before me then turned to help me down. As I went down slowly he was kissing and massaging the back of my legs, my ankles first, behind my knees then onto my backside. I had no knickers on and when he opened me up from the back he couldn’t help but see how ready I was, he had already made me come twice behind the lifeboat and I was very wet for him. He started to kiss and touch me from the back and put his fingers into me, my pussy was throbbing and I just wanted him inside me soon. I was close to another orgasm and I don’t know how I managed it but I turned round on the steps and my pussy was straight in front of his face, he just looked at it for a few minutes then he pulled me to him and started kissing and licking it again saying my pussy was so beautiful and that I tasted so good.
I couldn’t open my legs enough for him this time but he did this for a few minutes then he lifted me down and we kissed and rubbed each other for a few minutes at the bottom of the steps before he took my hand as we almost ran to his room, we both knew what was next! I was very excited and so wet and I couldn’t begin to describe the feeling between my legs but it felt so good. My heart was beating fast and I was breathing heavily. I really wanted to have sex with him and I couldn't believe how much I wanted him kissing and touching me before he put his enormous cock into me. I had never felt like this before but it was so good. When we got inside I was all over him, I helped him take his jacket off and was soon tearing at his shirt. It didn’t take me long and soon he had only his trousers on so I took my top and bra off and went over to him and held my chest to his. He had nice soft hairs on his chest and it felt really nice just rubbing my breasts against them. My nipples were bigger and harder than they had ever been before and as I moved and rubbed them against him I moaned quietly into his mouth as we kissed, my arms around his neck again, his hands holding my breasts, his cock digging into me and I asked him again to fuck me but he said “not yet ”.
I kissed him hard as I put my hand back on his hard cock and rubbed it. After about five minutes of kissing and touching each other he took each of my nipples into his mouth then kissed and sucked them for a few minutes as I pushed them further into his mouth. He stepped back and told me I was a very beautiful woman and that I had wonderful breasts before he started taking his trousers off. I quickly removed my skirt and soon we were both naked. I sat on the edge of the bed and he walked over to me and stood in front of me. He looked absolutely fantastic, he was tanned all over and quite muscular but his cock was unbelievable. I had never seen anything like it, it was so big and so thick, much bigger than I had ever imagined and I thought I could come again just by looking at him. It was 3 or 4 inches longer than my husband’s and at least twice maybe three times as thick! There was no way he would get it all inside me but I was going to let him try anyway! He was very hairy between his legs and there was a nice smell from him, I hadn’t noticed it before as I held his cock in both of my hands and just looked at it for a few minutes. He wasn’t circumcised and although I knew that he wanted me to put it into my mouth I just couldn’t do it but I had no problem kissing and rubbing it. It tasted good as he moved closer and put his hands behind my head as I lifted up his cock then kissed and licked his balls, they were huge as well.
I pulled him closer to me by putting both my hands on his backside then I started kissing his belly button, same as he did to me, then his hairs and that was where the nice smell was coming from. I kept rubbing and kissing his cock, it was so big and hard and he let me do this for a few minutes before lifted my head, looked at me and kissed me again then asked me if I was ready. He said he wanted to make love to me, I just wanted him to fuck me, we could make love later! I was so excited, I hadn’t had proper sex with my husband for years and I thought I was going to faint with the excitement, I could barely breathe as I said yes. I moved back on his bed and laid on my back, put my feet on his bed then opened my legs wide for him, I wanted him to have another look at what I was offering him.
I had never done that for my husband but I really wanted this man to have a good look at what was between my legs! I couldn’t begin to describe the feeling between my legs as I opened them for him. My pussy was wide open and was really throbbing at the thought of him putting his huge cock into me. I wondered if he could see the effect he had on me but he must have liked what he saw because he moaned as he looked at me before he put his head back in between my legs and kissed my pussy. I moved up against his face and I had never felt anything like it as he kept kissing then sucking the insides of my legs and pussy into his mouth before he put his tongue back into me and then slowly worked his way up to my clitoris which he licked then sucked into his mouth for a few minutes. He was very good with his tongue and I was just about ready to come again when I pulled him up, kissed him hard and told him I wanted him inside me so he moved up between my legs and lifted them onto his shoulders, I was wide open and so ready for him for him as I put my legs round his neck as I pulled him onto me. He looked at me and told me again I was beautiful as I moaned loudly.
I can honestly say that I had never wanted sex as much as I did at that moment and I just wanted his cock as far into me as it could possibly go and I told him to hurry up and fuck me. I don’t think I had ever used that word as often as I had that night but that was exactly what I wanted him to do to me. He tried to put it into me for a few minutes and couldn’t but his cock was between my legs rubbing me up and down. I opened my legs even further as he moved against me and soon I felt another orgasm coming on. I kept pushing against him and I came again for the third time. After a few minutes he looked down at me and smiled when I told him to try again. He held my legs open and kissed and licked the back of my legs all the way down to my pussy where he licked me for a few minutes, I held the back of his head and pushed myself onto his face then I felt him put his tongue as far into me as he could before he moved back up to open my legs even further and tried again. I’ll never forget the way he looked at me and after a few minutes I felt the head of his cock finally enter me, he kept still for a few minutes before pushing it slowly further into me.
It was really stretching me between my legs but it felt so good. I was pushing hard against him and I felt it sliding in a little bit at a time. He stopped after about 5 minutes then let my legs down slowly and lay down on top of me. We kissed some more and when he said that I was too tight I told him it was probably because he was only the second man to ever be inside me and he let out a moan and pushed his cock in the other few inches until he was into the hilt. I could feel his hairs up against me between my legs and I also moaned loudly and asked him not to move because he was too big but I already felt another orgasm coming so I kept moving and rubbing up against him until I came again. It was so good to have a really hard cock inside me again, I didn’t think a man could be so hard. I put my legs round his and held his backside so he couldn’t move and told him to wait until I got used to the size of his cock. It felt so big and hard between my legs and was really stretching my pussy but it was wonderful, I had never thought it could be so good.
We kissed for a few minutes then he pushed himself up on his arms, looked down at me and said I looked so beautiful. I just moaned and pushed up against him and put my arms around his neck and pulled his head down then we kissed again. I put my tongue back into his mouth and let him put his into mine and we kissed like that for about 5 minutes and it felt so good. I really loved kissing him and having his cock inside me at the same time and I kept pushing up against him as we laid together, it was so hard and so deep inside me I couldn’t believe it. It was touching me in places that had never been touched before and I wanted so much more of it. I was beginning to get used to his thick cock so I unwrapped my legs from his, moved up against him and told him again to fuck me. We kissed for a few more minutes with our tongues then he started moving his cock out of me a bit at a time, it was wonderful. Eventually he took it right out then pushed it fully back in to the hilt in one movement. He did this a few times before he started fucking me and it went in easier each time. Every time he took it out I moved up against him so I would be able to feel it moving in and out of me. After a few minutes I felt another orgasm coming, and told him to slow down as I was ready to come again. He did and then fucked me very, very slowly through my orgasm as we kissed. I came so hard on his cock it was unbelievable and I felt I would never stop coming as I was pushing up against him.
He was a wonderful lover and I wanted to feel him deep inside me for a long time. He kept moving slowly inside me and after a few minutes I kissed him again and told him to come inside me if he wanted to. Almost immediately he started coming, he must have been holding it back and once he started he must have kept coming inside me for about 5 minutes. I lifted his head up and kissed him and kept kissing him all the way through his orgasm as I could feel him coming deep inside me. He kept pushing his cock further into me and I could feel his juices running out of me, down between my legs. I had forgotten what it felt like for a man to come inside me, my husband hadn’t been able to for a long time and it felt so good. When he eventually stopped he laid back on top of me and when I told him that it was the best sex I had ever had in my life, he said no woman had ever made him come as much and kissed him so much. We just lay there for a few minutes, still kissing with our tongues then he got up and went to the toilet to get me a towel to wipe myself. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, I had just let a complete stranger come inside me and I could still feel it running down between my legs but it had been wonderful and I wanted him to do it again as soon as he could. I’d had the biggest cock I’d ever seen in my life right up inside me and I’d loved it!
Since I had met him at the show a short time ago I had let him take my knickers off, he had given me oral sex and made me come twice behind a lifeboat, I had already come three times in his room, I had kissed and licked his huge cock, I had let him have a good look at my pussy and I had asked him to fuck me several times. I also knew I wanted more and he looked absolutely fantastic as I wiped between my legs. Just looking at him made me want to have sex with him and have his huge cock inside me again. I noticed that his cock was still leaking after coming inside me so I slid down the bed to wipe it with the towel. He moved towards me and kneeled on the bed and I started rubbing it again before moving closer to kiss it. It was still so hard and as I kissed it I felt it getting even bigger and harder. I kissed his hairs which were soaking with both our juices and as I knew this was never likely to happen again I closed my eyes and for the first time ever put the head of a cock into my mouth, it tasted OK so I tried to put more of it into my mouth. It was so big but I still managed to use my tongue on it when he was in my mouth. He then moved forward slightly and held the back of my head and started moving his cock very slowly in and out of my mouth, moaning quietly.
If I had known it was as good as this I would have let him put it in my mouth earlier. We did this for a few minutes then he said he wanted to taste me again and he moved his head back down between my legs and started kissing and licking my pussy again. I moved so that we were lying side by side, my head was between his legs with his cock in my mouth and his head was between mine. I was really enjoying the oral sex, it was so much better than I had ever expected and it felt good with him kissing and touching my pussy at the same time. He was good with his tongue and fingers and touched me in all the right places as he put his fingers into me and rubbed my pussy. I put as much of him as I could into my mouth and soon I could feel him getting ready to come again. I didn’t want him to come in my mouth or over my face so I took it out of my mouth, kissed then licked the head of it and told him I wanted him to come inside me again. I moved back up and opened my legs for him again. We kissed for a few minutes, he was squeezing my breasts and kissing my hard nipples before he moved back on top of me and pushed his enormous cock back into me.
It went in a lot easier this time and soon he was fucking me very slowly again. It didn’t take long before I could feel he was just about ready but as we kissed I could also feel another orgasm coming. I told him I was coming again and he managed to hold back until we both moaned loudly and started to come at the same time. I opened my legs further and put them round his as we just fucked each other very slowly, moving against each other with my arms round his neck, kissing him and our tongues touching in each others mouths all the way through our orgasms as I felt him coming inside me for the second time as I was coming on his cock at the same time and I really liked that! If that was making love then I wanted more of it! There are no words to describe the sensations going through my whole body, we just kept coming and coming together and it was wonderful, I couldn’t get enough of him and I didn’t want it to stop. It seemed forever before we eventually stopped coming and we both lay there out of breath for about 5 minutes, my legs still wrapped round him and our juices running down between my legs again before I told him I had to get back to my room.
I could have let him fuck me all night and I would have really liked to have slept with him and then have sex again in the morning but I knew I had to get back. He took his time as he slowly pulled his wonderful cock out of me then slowly moved down me kissing and sucking my breasts and still very hard nipples. He put his head back in between my legs and although he had just come inside me he opened me up and put his tongue back inside me then kissed and licked me and the inside of my legs for a few minutes. He was very good at it and I just lay there quietly moaning, legs wide open and my hands on the back of his head moving up against his face. He was sucking my pussy into his mouth when I told him to make me come again. He moved up slightly and sucked my clitoris into his mouth again before he started licking my pussy and it didn't take long until I put my legs onto his shoulders and round his neck then pulled him further into me as I came again on his face, it was so good and he kept kissing and licking me all the way through my orgasm.
It was unbelievable and I didn’t want it to end as he gently kissed my pussy after I had come. Then he got up and gave me the towel again before I got dressed then he gave me my knickers back and I put them back on. He put his trousers and shirt back on then walked me to the door of his room where we kissed again for a few minutes, our tongues touching in each other’s mouths. I could taste our sex on his mouth and tongue when we kissed and he asked if we could meet again before the end of the cruise because he wanted to have sex with me again. I moaned into his mouth as we kissed and I put my hand back between his legs. He was still so hard and I asked him if he wanted to fuck me again before I went back to my room and he said yes as we moved back towards his bed. It was so good, we didn’t just tear our clothes off, we kissed, we touched and we felt each other. He was squeezing my breasts, touching between my legs, touching my backside while I was rubbing and holding his cock and pulling him tight to me, holding his backside as well while rubbing my breasts against him.
When we kissed our tongues were just touching and I liked that then he kissed my neck and my eyes and ears before I opened his shirt and put my arms round him. He took my tongue into his mouth and I thought that was really nice. I took his shirt off then kissed and licked his chest and nipples, he looked absolutely great and soon he lifted my top up over my head. He kissed my breasts through my bra for a few minutes before he unclipped it again and I let it fall to the ground. My breasts felt wonderful, they were swollen and my nipples were huge and very hard and I rubbed them against him before he sucked them into his mouth and squeezed my breasts as I was feeding them into his mouth again, I couldn’t believe how much I wanted to have sex with him again and have him inside me. I sat on the bed and unbuckled his trousers then helped him take them off. I never ever thought I would ever say it but when I looked at him again I thought his cock was beautiful and I actually wanted it back inside my mouth! I didn’t think twice this time, I held it with both hands then kissed it before I put it straight back into my mouth, at least I knew where it had been, it had been inside me for the last hour. He moaned then started moving it in and out as I kissed it and sucked him further into my mouth. I managed to get a lot more of it in this time as he put his hands behind my head pulling me onto his cock and my hands were round it rubbing it and trying to push more of it in to my mouth.
I was ready to come and wanted him inside me again so much. He took it out of my mouth and I kissed it again before I moved back on the bed and opened my legs again for him. I still had my skirt and knickers on so he unfastened my skirt and kissed my pussy through my knickers, they were soaking wet then for the second time that night he pulled them off me, they had only been back on for about 20 minutes! I opened my legs wide for him, I wanted to let him to look at me again and show him what he was getting from me. He looked at me and said I was so beautiful again before he put his head back in between my legs and kissed and licked my pussy for a few minutes before he moved back on top of me and very slowly pushed it all the way back in to me. We just lay still for a few minutes, we never spoke at all and I’ll never forget how good it felt with him inside me. We started kissing again and then he started fucking me, slowly then slightly faster than before and it was wonderful, he kept taking it right out of me then putting it back in so I kept moving up against him to feel it moving in and out of me. I told him to come when he was ready and we were still kissing when I could feel him starting to come inside me again. He took it out of me as he was coming and rubbed himself as he came all over my belly and in between my legs then he put it back into me and I came again very quickly. We lay for a few minutes before he took it out of me then he moved up and put his wonderful cock between my breasts then rubbed my nipples with it. It was a nice feeling and his wet cock felt really nice on my nipples as he rubbed them. I moved forward slightly and put it back into my mouth although he had just come and I could taste him this time and it was ok. I had made my mind up, I was going to let him come in my mouth, something my husband had always wanted me to do for him. He let me kiss and suck it for a few minutes before he moved up to me and started moving it in and out of my mouth.
He must have known what I was going to do because he closed his eyes as I started rubbing and kissing it. Then I started sucking and licking the head of it before opening my mouth as far as I could and put it back into my mouth. He must have liked it because he let out a loud moan and held the back of my head. It felt so nice as I was using my tongue on it and I could feel him moving against me as I was working on it, moving my head up and down and putting as much as I could into my mouth. It was so good and I was really enjoying it when I heard him say he was ready to come again. I kept it in my mouth as long as I could but took it out just as he started coming and he came all over my breasts and face as I continued to rub it. I had never seen so much come out of a man and he was coming all over me. He was still coming when I put it back into my mouth and let him finish his orgasm and it felt so good, the oral sex was unbelievable and to think I had never done it before. When he finally stopped coming I just kept it in my mouth kissing and licking the head of it as he moaned and moved slowly in and out before he eventually took it out and rubbed it along my lips and on my face then he said that it was the best orgasm he had ever had. He said again that no woman had made him come as much and I felt really good about that. I was still gently rubbing and squeezing it and I still didn’t know how he managed to get it all into me but I knew I wanted him back inside me and coming again before I went back to my room. We laid beside each other as we kissed and touched for a few minutes and I liked it when we could taste each other‘s sex on our mouths again before I moved on top him and rubbed his cock up and down my pussy before I slowly pushed it back into me. It seemed to go even further into me this time as I sat up and moved up and down on him. This time it was my turn to fuck him slowly and he was holding and squeezing my breasts until I came again, it didn’t take long and soon I was forcing myself down on him through my orgasm.
I was still so aroused I could have come all night! Just looking at him made me want to come. I made a lot of noise as I was coming this time and when I opened my eyes after my orgasm he was smiling at me and told me not to stop, he was just about ready to come again. I kept moving slowly on his cock until he let out a moan and pulled me down onto him and kissed me hard as he pushed it further into me and came again. He kept pushing into me as he was coming and I could actually feel it coming out of him as he came inside me, how could a man come as much and so often? It was running down between my legs and how could a woman have so many orgasms and still want more! I kept kissing him as he was coming inside me and when he eventually stopped I laid back down on him but this time he told me that it had been his best sex ever and that he still wanted to see me again. He said that no woman had come as many times with him and he thanked me for letting him have sex with me and said he had never felt anything like it when I had told him he was only the second man to be inside me, he hadn’t expected me to say that. He asked me how old I was and when I told him he kissed me gently and said I was a very beautiful woman and that he was very lucky to have been only the second man to have made love to me. I kissed him hard when he said this and told him it hadn’t been a difficult decision after we had gone on the deck after the show. He asked me if I had ever given my husband oral sex before and when I said no he said I was very good at it.
I just moaned and said he could put it back into my mouth again if he wanted to. I had really liked him in my mouth and wanted him to do it again soon. I put my tongue back into his mouth and kissed him as I could still feel his juices still running down between my legs and I told him I wanted him to make me come again. He moved back on top of me and we just lay there kissing, his cock was still so hard and moving slowly deep inside me. After a few minutes he took it out and rubbed my very wet pussy with it then kissed my breasts and moved it back up to my mouth and rubbed it along my lips and I was so ready for him. I was holding his cock with both hands and he was gently squeezing and rubbing my breasts as I kissed and licked it, I wanted him so much. I was determined to make it good for him and I told him his cock was beautiful then put as much of it as I could back into my mouth. I put it in and out of my mouth slowly several times and he moaned loudly as I rubbed it and moved my head up and down on it and sucked it to try to get more in and I had just about got it all in when he said he was coming again but this time I didn’t take it out of my mouth. I was going to make him come in my mouth and I really wanted him to.
When he realized what was happening he held the back of my head and started pushing it further into my mouth as he was coming. I could feel him coming at the back of my throat and I was choking but that’s what I wanted him to do. It was his turn to make a lot of noise and it seemed he would never stop as I rubbed and licked and sucked it until he was finished then I kissed it again as he took it back out of my mouth. He moved back down and kissed me gently on the lips then we kissed with our tongues for a few minutes before he asked me again if I could stay all night with him but I said no, my husband would be waiting for me. I wondered how I could possibly stay the night with him as we laid together for a few minutes, just looking at each other, not saying anything then he pulled me back on top of him and kissed my pussy as I opened my legs again and straddled his face and I felt him put his tongue back into me then he licked me as I moved against him. It didn’t take long until I came again on his face and I was even noisier this time. I slid back down and put him slowly back into me, he was still so hard it was unbelievable and I felt every inch of it going back into me as I moaned loudly. He asked me if I had enjoyed my orgasm and I laughed, I knew I had been very noisy but I didn’t care as I kissed him again.
I told him that sex with him had been wonderful and that I loved having him inside me and if I could I would let him fuck me all night. He asked me again if there was any way I could stay the night with him and again he said that I tasted so good and my pussy was beautiful and so tight that just being inside me made him ready to come. He had never been with a woman who had been so aroused and so wet between her legs and I told him that he had something to do with that because I had never wanted sex as much in my life. I really liked kissing him after I had an orgasm on his face and I liked the taste of sex on his lips and mouth as I sucked his tongue back into my mouth. I had never liked doing it before but this was different and I really liked us kissing with our tongues in each other’s mouths. We kissed for a few minutes as he was squeezing my backside, opening me up from the back and putting his fingers back into me before I told him to fuck me again. He told me that I was a very beautiful woman and kissed me before we rolled over and he got back on top of me and I told him I wanted us to try to come at the same time again and kissed him hard. We just laid there for a few minutes, kissing each other and I could feel his cock slowly moving inside me then we fucked again as we just looked at each other not saying a word and continued kissing but I couldn’t hold it back and I came again, it was unbelievable that I could have come, and so quickly! I was noisy again and he smiled at me as we kept kissing then after a few minutes he moaned and closed his eyes and came inside me once more. He was also very loud again as I kept pushing up against him as he was pushing it into me, I wanted this man coming inside me so much it was unbelievable.
After a few minutes he moved off me and we laid together side by side just looking at each other and kissing. He was holding my left breast and I had his very wet cock in my hand as we kissed and he said sex with me was so good, I never thought I would ever hear another man say that to me. I moved down slowly to kiss it again and I kissed his nipples and chest and belly button on the way down and when I got to his cock I just held it in my hands and looked at it. I kissed the top of his legs and hairs then slowly put the head of it back into my mouth and just kept it there, I didn’t move on it or anything I just wanted it in my mouth. I heard him moaning as he pulled me back on top of him so that my knees were on either side of his face as he opened me up and kissed me again. He said my pussy was beautiful as I felt his tongue touching me in all the right places and I pushed my pussy on to his face as he kissed it and I had him in my mouth at the same time. It was wonderful as we just kissed and licked each other and I put more of him into my mouth as he pushed up against me. I could hear him moaning and I liked that. I was rubbing it and kissing it at the same time as he was putting his tongue into me but I wanted to watch him coming again. I kept pushing as much of him into my mouth as I could and I could feel it touching the back of my throat as I sucked him into me. I kept squeezing and kissing it and soon he pushed up against me and put his hand on the back of my head and said he was coming again.
I kept it in my mouth and when I felt him coming I took it out and rubbed it. I watched as he came over my face and breasts again and although there wasn’t as much as the first time there was still a lot coming out of him before I put it back into my mouth to let him finish his orgasm. I couldn’t believe what I had done but it was so good as I kept it in my mouth for a few minutes. He kept kissing my pussy but I knew I had to get back to my room so I moved back up and kissed him hard for a few minutes and told him I was leaving. He asked me if we could meet before I went back home but I couldn’t say yes although I really wanted to.
I wiped myself again with his towel and got dressed again then he walked me to the steps where we kissed and held each other tight and I thanked him for a wonderful time, my best sex ever and I would never forget him. I think we both knew it had been something special, it certainly was for me! Then I made my way back up the steps and to my room thinking about what I had done. I didn’t know his name and he didn’t know mine and that was fine with me. I couldn’t believe what had happened since I had danced with him earlier but I had really needed it and had thoroughly enjoyed it. For the first time I had let another man have sex with me and it had been fantastic! My husband had always said I would enjoy sex with another man and I certainly had, I couldn’t believe how much I had wanted to have sex with this man.
I passed several other guests on the way back to my room and I wondered what they would say if they knew what I had been doing. My hair was a mess and I didn’t have my knickers on, they were in my bag. My pussy was tender from all the sex, I couldn’t begin to describe the feeling between my legs and my jaws were aching with putting his huge cock into my mouth. It’s amazing what you can get into your mouth if you want to. I didn’t feel the least bit guilty, I had done what I wanted to do and I kept thinking about the wonderful moment he put it into me for the first time, it was unbelievable as I felt it moving slowly into me and it was so big! Maybe I had been too tight for him at first but certainly not any more, not after the number of times he had been in and out of me since then, my pussy had been well stretched and I liked it. I wondered if my husband would notice any difference when he put his cock into me the next we had sex after what had happened? I wanted to tell them that for the past 3 hours I had been having the best sex of my life with one of the ship’s officers and that I was so pleased with myself, that’s why I was smiling.
I hadn’t been drunk and I did it because I wanted to and would do it again if I got the opportunity. I actually thought about going back to his room. It was just past 3 a.m. and my husband was already in bed sleeping and I went into the toilet to clean myself up. I had a quick wash between my legs, my pussy was still tingling with what had happened but it felt so good, the sex had been unbelievable. I really hadn’t known that sex could have been so good. I also needed a shower because I had let him come all over me as well but I didn’t want my husband to be suspicious, I would have a quick shower in the morning when my husband went for the tea then have sex with him so he wouldn’t think anything was wrong. I had never had sex like that, his cock was absolutely amazing and he certainly knew how to use it because I had never been fucked like that before. When we had both come at the same time it had been wonderful, I had hoped it would never end as we just kept coming and coming together. Sex with another man had been fantastic and I wanted more. I never knew that a woman could want sex as much as I did after I had decided behind the lifeboat to let him have sex with me! I put on clean knickers, my other pair were soaking wet and I put them in the washing bag, I looked in the mirror and my breasts were still swollen and my nipples were huge and still very hard then put on my nightgown, washed my face and brushed my teeth and got into bed but I could still taste him in my mouth and it was so good.
I kissed my husband’s back then turned round still smiling and thinking about what had happened. Why did he choose me? He could have had any woman on the ship, but I was so glad he chose me, it had been the best night of my life. What if I bumped into him again? He had been a wonderful lover and I really would have loved to have spent the whole night in his room and slept with him, the sex had been fantastic and we could have fucked each other anytime we wanted to. I think I would have done anything he wanted me to and I would have liked to have had sex with him again in the morning. He would get hard again and we would have oral sex and he would make me come before he put it back into me then we would fuck each other and he would make me come again, he would come inside me and then in my mouth and the thought of that got me so excited, I thought I would come again just thinking about it as I felt our juices still running down between my legs. I had done things I had never done before, things I said I would never ever do and had thoroughly enjoyed them. I remembered reading that a woman will do things with another man she wouldn’t do with her husband and now I knew that was true! The oral sex was absolutely wonderful and I loved it when he was in my mouth but I liked it best when I let him come all over my breasts then finish his orgasm in my mouth, it was unbelievable and my husband would have been so proud of me. It had been so good I had let him do it again and I had really enjoyed it and I liked watching him come all over me. He certainly liked to have his head between my legs and so did I, he was very good with his tongue. I had lost count of how many times he had made me come and I think he had come three times inside me, all over me at least twice and then in my mouth three times. I think he could have lasted all night, I know I could have. It seemed the more often I had an orgasm the quicker they came.
Just before I fell asleep I had made my mind up, I was going to look for him and if possible have sex with him at least once more before the end of the cruise and I wondered if he would look out for me. Would he speak to me if my husband was there? Would it be obvious we had been together and had sex? I think it would have because I knew I would want to touch and kiss him then be alone with him and have his wonderful cock inside me again and I would probably have an orgasm just looking at him. I don’t think I could have pretended we hadn’t been together. Would it be as good as the first time? What would we do? Would we do anything we hadn’t done before? What would my husband do or say? All I knew was that I wanted to be with him again and have sex with him again before I went back home.
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The ballroom was festively lit with fall colors, candle and torch flames. And the orchestra was playing beautiful yet ominous music for the season. His friends had greeted him and expressed their condolences for his situation, and then returned to their own dates. He didn't blame them. He’d helped himself to a couple of drinks and a few hors d’oeuvers, but he’d all but become bored with the event. Maybe Evelyn had succeeded in screwing up his weekend after all. He was about to down his last drink and leave before he looked across the dance floor - and something caught his attention: The woman in green… He had to stop and put his drink down. She was in a green sleeveless dress that hugged her ample endowment just right. Her dark wavy hair hung down perfectly over her beautifully toned shoulders. Her lips were a glowing fire red that set off her bright green eyes. Her hips were perfectly shaped, and as she turned he couldn’t help but admire her hips and ass. Adding to the allure of this gorgeous creature was the black mask rimmed in green sequins covering her face: It matched her eyes perfectly. He couldn’t help but stare at her. He hadn’t even noticed that he was staring; not until she happened to turn and make eye contact with him. He was stuck: Now either he’d turn away in embarrassment, or own up to his interest and go talk to her. He finished his drink and crossed the floor to introduce himself to this woman that now had stopped gazing around, and focused on him. She smiled, a good sign. He politely and confidently introduced himself: “Hello, my name is Bruce.” He said taking her hand and bowing to the lovely woman. She returned the polite gesture: “Wendy.” She said tentatively, almost shy. There was instant chemistry. The orchestra began playing the overture from Phantom of the Opera.
“May I?” Bruce said, wrapping an arm around her's and leading her in a dance. They danced and made small talk for a short time before the animal magnetism took over and he couldn’t help himself: He leaned in, staring deep in to her emerald eyes, then kissed her. She moaned softly at his intense kiss. He moved his hands to the sides of her face while she wrapped her arms around him, drawing in heavily. They’d stopped dancing and just held the kiss. After the song, Bruce motioned towards a nearby balcony, where they could be alone. They stepped out, taking a flute of champagne from a nearby waitress. The evening air was chilled and invigorating. The view was impressive and they took a moment to enjoy the panorama, then resumed kissing deeply. Bruce played his hands over Wendy’s body: Her hips, her sides, her shoulders - her perfect shoulders.
He moved his mouth from hers to her chin, then her neck as she leaned her head back and moaned. They never removed their masks as they gave in to their mutual enchantment. He couldn’t help himself. He moved his hands from her stomach up to her chest, squeezing her breasts and wanting desperately to pull her dress off. Her body language seemed to convey the same intent. He kissed his way down her shoulders: He’d desperately wanted that. Then he lead his way down her arm, then kissing her hand, then fingers, then sucking her finger into his mouth slowly while he stared into her eyes. They said nothing out loud, but the gaze they gave one another spoke enough. Kissing on the balcony was not going to be enough. Without saying a word, he moved his hand down to her dress; lifting her leg and placing her foot on a nearby concrete bench, then positioned himself before her. He slowly lifted her dress, enjoying the caress of her leg every inch of the way. Once at her hips, he explored his way across her hips to the soft satiny feel of her panties. Slowly, enjoying the sensual tactile pleasure of her body and the intimate touch of her panties, he rubbed on the center of her pussy, pushing in lightly. Still staring through the mask into the oceans of green, he pushed her panties to the side and played his fingers over her lips. She inhaled sharply as he touched her. The soft, warm feel of her freshly shaven mound gave him a tingle in his crotch; he had to answer it with a touch of his own. He kissed her again, sucking in on her lower lip as he rubbed slowly on her pussy. It was growing warmer and wetter. Bruce smiled almost devilishly at her as he moved his other hand to the hem of her dress and lowered himself.
He knelt down and kissed her knee, then her thigh, then began licking and sucking his way up her inner thigh. Wendy moved her leg to the side and placed a hand on his head as he piloted his tongue up the crevice between her thigh and groin right along side her pussy. He teased at first, licking at the tip of her slit. Then he opened his lips and sucked her clit into her mouth squeezing it lightly between his lips and sucking on it. He licked deep inside her pussy, ticking her and sucking her lips in and out. She held his head and bit her lip to contain the rush of elation as he went deeper with his mouth. She couldn’t stand it anymore. Wendy came with a small quake and knotted a fist of his hair. Bruce responded by licking even harder intensifying her orgasm. She pulled him up from her dress and kissed him deep and hard. Wendy moved her hand to his belt, caressing down his pant line feeling the bulge growing in his slacks. She gave a light squeeze to which Bruce responded with another nip on her lower lip. She giggled and moaned at the same time as she sucked her lip out of his mouth and pulled down on his zipper. She pulled him from his pants and stroked his member, enjoying the feel of it growing in her palm. Bruce moaned with his own excitement. She pulled up and down on him, her soft and gentle hands felt amazing; he was biting his own lower lip now. Then she drew him in. The sheer elation on his face could be read through his mask as she positioned him between her legs. He placed his hands on her hips and arched his back, then kissed her again as he first pushed the head of his cock into her, paused, then pulled out. He was teasing. He leaned in again, splaying her with his head again, then pausing. Then he could no longer control himself; he pushed himself all the way in. As he did, Wendy leaned in to him, pulling him towards her. He leaned down and nipped at her ear as he thrust into her slowly and methodically. Then he picked her up, placed her on the edge of the balcony for a better angle. He pulled her legs around behind him, took a quick glance over his shoulder to ensure their privacy, then began working in and out of her. Wendy’s deep, primal breathing in his ear was only turning him on even more, and driving him to fuck faster and harder. Then he gave into his desires from earlier and pulled down on her dress, exposing her beautiful, supple breasts. He took her left breast into his hand, working over her nipple with his thumb and finger, tugging it and twisting it until it was good and stiff. Then he leaned down and sucked it into his mouth. Wendy grabbed the back of his head, wadding his hair in a fist as he sucked hard on her nipple, then moving to the other breast and continued to stimulate alternately with his mouth and hands while he fucked her now hot and dripping wet pussy.
She hooked her feet behind his back, pulling him deeper into her with each ram of his dick. She was breathing deeper and harder, stifling an embarrassing scream. Realizing this, Bruce leaned up and cupped her mouth in his own, holding her scream in his mouth as he pumped in rhythm with her hips. Faster and harder, he squeezed her hips pulling her down onto him. He had to struggle not to moan out loud himself as he neared climax. Wendy moaned hard in Bruce’s ear through clenched teeth and her tender pussy quivered as she came, digging her fingers into his back. The moan and deep breath from Wendy was more than he could take. He came himself, thrusting harder into her now soaking wet pussy. She held her breath, clenched Bruce and shivered as the orgasm overcame her body. And as Bruce came, he wrapped one arm around her waist and another behind her back, holding deep in her silky hair, and gave one last hard thrust into her. After they let the orgasm take over and pass their bodies, they readjusted themselves and returned to the ballroom, unnoticed by the rest of the party guests. They smiled warmly at one another as they passed through the masks and costumes, still elated by their encounter on the balcony. They stopped at the bar near the door, with taxis in view. “What would you like to do?”
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She was wearing a black silk shirt and a black blazer, black skirt, black thong, and black stockings. She looked classy though, not gothy. Her bra was killing her, but she knew that if she took it off, it would be obvious she was not wearing one. Her perfect 32 As would push against the silk blouse and her round, brown nipples would like the feeling so much that they would soon be erect. What the hell, she thought, I’ll just keep the blazer on. She wore a bit of danger shrouded in innocence.
She took the elevator to the lobby bar. It was busy, but not crowded. Mostly there were young professionals there after work, or staying at the hotel for the conference. She grabbed a stool at the bar, and pushed her coupon towards the bartender. He gave her favorite, amaretto sour with a cherry. She looked in the mirror facing her. She had to admit, she was looking good. She had a solid swimmer’s body, and a face that looked like Anne Hathaway meets Liv Tyler. Her blazer had fallen open, and her nipples were peering out like searchlights. She closed her blazer instinctively but didn’t think to button it.
It was not long before a young gentleman sat down next to her and ordered a whiskey sour. The bartender poured the drink, and then without warning or asking, refreshed her drink. “No charge”, he said with a smile. She winked at him and raised the drink to her lips. The guy who sat next to her took no time engaging in small talk. What was her name, where was she from, why was she here. She think she answered appropriately, but there was something about this guy that captivated her. Maybe it was his dusky, yet blue, eyes, thick brown hair, his tan muscular arms, his fat-free body. She didn’t see guys like this in January, in Chicago.
It was not long before each had their third and fourth drinks, none of which she paid for. Her blazer had long ago fell open, and she had never bothered to close it again. She did not even mind the sneak peeks this guy was getting. He thought he was being sly, but she noticed every time his eyes wandered. She got hotter with each of his distractions.
Two hours had passed before they even noticed it. By now she was feeling the amaretto coursing through her, along with estrogen and adrenaline. So, this is what it feels like to want to be naughty, she thought to herself, shamelessly checking out her companion, and biting her lower lip. She concentrated so much on the feeling, that she thought for a split second that she said it out loud. She had noticed that her admirer’s forearm kept passing over his crotch. She snuck a peek of her own when he was talking to the bartender and notice an erect penis, the size of which she had never imagined before. What would that feel like inside me, she thought. The thought surprised her, but there was something about this guy, and his monster boner that convinced her that she would pretty much do whatever he wanted her to and she wanted him to want her.
For his part, this beauty was not someone who seemed easy. She was too intelligent, and according to her ring finger, too married. Yet, he made sure to hold her attention and tried to tame the raging hard-on he had given himself by thinking about getting her naked. That blouse was leaving only the color of her nipples to the imagination.They both decided that it was time to leave the bar, but neither decided out loud that it was time to call it a night.
They made their way for the elevator and she pressed the button for her floor. “That’s my floor too.” He said. She wasn’t sure if she believed him, but she wasn’t going to question him. She figured that she would go her way and he would go his once the elevator stopped. She went her way, and he followed. She didn’t try to stop him, but he was waiting for her to politely blow him off. She got to her door, slipped the key card in and gave him a look over her shoulder that said: “enter at your own risk”. He hesitated for a second and then went in behind her. She made no objection, though her mind was telling her that this was crazy. She liked to think that her husband would not approve, but he admitted to her once that he fantasized about her being with another man.
She tossed her key card on the dresser, walked to the desk, turned around, put her hands on the desk behind her and faced him directly. He approached, wordless, and slipped off her blazer. He then undid her blouse, slowly, painfully, erotically, slowly. Her breasts appeared three inches at a time as each button was undone. Her nipples were as hard as her stomach, which she kept in great shape. He assumed she was braless, but he wasn’t sure until that place where the bra strap would be across her midsection was bare and glorious skin was in its place. She reached down and tugged at his belt. She unbuttoned his slacks, and slid the zipper down, caressing his massive member as she did so. It seemed never ending. Next she unbuttoned his shirt and exposed his ripped, but not overly done chest. He unzipped her skirt and slid down her stockings, exposing her sleek muscular legs.
Her diamond ring caught the light, and he half expected her husband to emerge from the bathroom and either sit down and watch, or beat the hell out of him. But no one interrupted. He pushed her onto the bed, not roughly, but with purpose. She sat back and opened her legs, waiting for him to insert himself. Instead, he got onto his hands and knees and made for her throbbing, glistening loins.
She did not particularly enjoy receiving oral sex. It made her extra wet and she never derived that much pleasure. But, before she could stop him, his tongue was flicking away at her engorged clit. “This is going to be different,” she thought to herself. Expertly, he massaged her most sensitive area with a tongue that felt like a finger, and she could always get off with a finger, be it her own or her husband’s. Soon, she started quaking. Her hands explored her breasts and then moved down and shoved his head closer to her clit. She started rhythmically riding his face, and he kept up with her every step of the way. His hands groped her buttocks, and squeezed and kneaded her powerful muscles. She could hold her ground no longer. She exploded in an orgasm, her sphincter muscles slamming shut. Then something happened that had never happened before. She shot her own load all over this man’s face. And he loved it. She was sure she was dreaming, she had had thousands of orgasms before, but this had never happened. She couldn’t believe that she came like a man, and she had never been more turned on.
She needed him inside her, and he needed to be inside her. But the bed was too conventional for him. He was a bit of a voyeur, and he liked being watched as much as he liked to watch. He took her over to the open window. It was night, and the lights in the room were low, but were on. He bent her over and put her hands on the sill. She noticed the open shades, but she was too busy being concerned about what was happening behind her to worry about what was going on outside in front of her. All she knew was that he was going to plunge that massive cock insider her throbbing softness. And he did. And she took and felt every inch of his manhood. He was amazed again; most women could not handle him, or at least made ease himself inside them. But not her.
He grabbed her waist and started pounding her. Her breasts rocked in session with the rest of her. He was so big, and so hard, and so cut, and he was hammering away at her so deep that a rolling rocking orgasm immediately started to swell deep inside her. It felt like a massive sea smashing at a jetty and was just as powerful. “You like it, don’t you” he hoarsely whispered in her ear. “Uh huh, oh my god” was all she could eek out, and the last part was not even really in response to his question. Finally, her sea wall gave and the orgasm flooded over her. Her head shot back, her eyes squeezed tight, she moaned so loud that she thought for a second that someone else was moaning next to her. This was a release that could only come with forbidden behavior. This guy, she thought, after her muscles stopped quaking, knows what the hell he is doing! She realized that he had not cum, and was still sliding deep inside her and then nearly all the way out. Holy crap, she thought, what a stud! Her husband would have shot his load long ago, not that she had any complaints about her sex life with him, he was just faster on the draw. He always pleased her first though.
He picked her up, and brought her back to the bed. He was not done, and was not done with her. He laid her on her back, near the edge of the bed. He stood, towered, would be more like it, before her and entered her again. It was no problem since she was now soaking wet, and wide open. That familiar feeling started burning inside her again, but she was not sure she could handle much more of this. She wanted him to be pumped dry though, so she started rocking her hips in time with him. She positioned herself so that his massive cock would rub against her glorious G-spot. They were in synch with each other, and he knew what she was doing. Her folds were wonderful and he credited the whiskey as the only reason he had not blown his load long ago. Something had come over him tonight. This was the most exciting sex he had ever had. Maybe it was because she was married, though he had had married women before, maybe because her body was perfect inside and out. Mostly, he thought, it was because he knew that she was letting loose on him in a way that she had never had on anyone before. She expertly matched his every move, she knew when to ease up and when to go strong. He knew she wanted him to cum, and he knew she wasn’t going to stop until he did.
Then he felt it. A tingle at first, but soon that tingle, like a trickle of water, was a raging rushing, swollen river of an orgasm. He was helpless in its clutches. He started thrusting harder, harder, harder…She knew sensed it, and started telling him to pound her harder, harder, harder. He obliged with as much control as he had over his pelvic muscles. He grasped at her legs which were bent at the knees but perpendicular to the bed from her buttocks to her knees. “you want to cum, don’t you?” She gasped, “you want to cum inside me”. Dirty talk was never her thing, but these words streamed out of her without her thinking about them, or thinking them consciously.
His deeds were his response. Just then, they both let loose. He rammed his rod into her one last time and felt his whole body drain at 200 miles per hour. Her cum sprayed out, over and over again with each clamp and release of her sphincter. Both gasped and moaned noisily at the rush of their orgasms, made even greater by their simultaneity. Her spray blasted out from around him and onto his thighs. It felt wonderful and warm. He finally exited her and she relaxed her legs.
When she awoke, she was snug under the blankets, the lights were out, and she was alone. She felt quite ready to start the new day.
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The Love Goddess
By Kanga, in Erotic Couplings,
The first massage was the cheapie. I lay on the table while this Polish woman with a superb sexy body massaged my back with lovely broad sensual strokes, leaning over so her soft body touched mine, nude except for a g-string, My hand soon found her bottom and she let me feel her soft buttocks. My finger got pretty close to her clit. I turned over and she wasted no time in grabbing my Willie, and her hands smeared with oil she rubbed rapidly. I gushed forth and got my first relief in months. I wanted more but, another client was due. She explained than next package was body to body, not on the table but a futon and I got to feel inside her vagina. Consequently the cost was double.
I had no resistance as I booked her for Saturday afternoon. I parked the car without much thought, a move I would later regret. The streets of this affluent suburb were crowded with race goers off to the summer horse racing carnival. The girls were elegant and sexy wearing very short expensive outfits while the young studs that escorted them wore stylish suits. I felt very happy to be alive and excited by what lay before me.
She greeted me with a friendly but business like way, showed to me to the room where the pleasurable event was going to take place and asked me to take my clothes off. I half sat on the futon eagerly awaiting her arrival. We commenced with the Tantric ritual of hands on hearts, her leg against mine, and looking into each other eyes, followed by breathing exercises in the cobra position. I lay on my stomach and she massaged my back as she straddled my bottom rubbing my back with a generous application of warm coconut oil. “Would I like to massage her, I could use the table if that was easier”. I did not hesitate. My hands ran over the smoothness her sexy skin. I poured on the oil, again and again I massaged, my body quivered in excitement. Her legs were sensational to feel and massage but best of all I sneaked an occasional chew of her toes.
Every now and then I bent down to lick her body. She moaned in delight ”just brilliant“ she said.
Next we moved back to the futon and she removed her G-string. She directed me to lie on my side and she joined me so that my cock just entered her bum. We rocked back and forth, allowing me to thrust forward. But I was forbidden to penetrate further. She lay on her back and took my hand allowing it to gently enter her vagina. Inside was smooth as silk; my finger found the tiny lump that had given my wife pleasure, all I had to do was rub it and I knew she would climax. She shook with excitement, “Did I want to watch her cum?” she asked. I preferred to hug her, stealing an occasional kiss on her cheek, and chewing on her ear lobes. She was not pleased that I was doing this. Having climaxed she wanted me too. She poured oil on her stomach and asked me to masturbate. I tried but to no avail, I could not cum, in fact I had gone limp. She grabbed my cock and ran it through her fingers rapidly. It was no use. She rubbed my slack cock between her well formed breasts. Still no use. I just cuddled her and relaxed. Ever optimistic I scheduled another time for Tuesday AM, determined to improve my performance.
I hurried into the sunny street buoyed my experience. I came to where I thought I parked my car, in a far-off side street, only to find it was missing. Not having my mobile, I entered a shop to use a phone to call the police. I was distraught to say the least. While ringing the cops, a shop assistant came forward to tell she saw a car being towed, a little red car. I soon came to realize what had happened, in my haste I parked across a driveway. The tow away company informed me I could not collect my car until Monday. Despite what had happened I resolved to keep smiling.
Tuesday, a public holiday for the city’s cup day, came soon enough, I arose early, caught the train and arrived an hour before time. We had arranged to meet early but the gate remained shut. I walked nervously around the block several times. Finally it was opened. I hurried inside and was greeted by my “lover”. She motioned me to get undressed. I waited for what seemed an eternity before she made her appearance. We had the usual hand on heart thing and then she said “why not massage me, it was easier getting up again”. Good thinking I readily agreed. This time I gave her the massage of her life, no part was to be left untouched. My hands stoked down her body, getting closer to the center of interest, pouring the oil on, kissing her moist delectable body every minute, moving to lick her well shaped slightly prickly legs. I rubbed her soles, massaged each toe, and the kissed them. She said, “It is up to you to take my G-string off”. I did not hesitate. Now I could massage her hairy pubic mound. It was just great but I realized we had to move on.
We lay down on the futon, my cock in her bum, and my hand cradling her soft lovely breast. She began to rock, and I thrust forward. Slowly but surely my cock began to advance. I began to feel something, something was gripping as she pushed and I pushed. I rubbed her cunt too. “I am cuming, fuck me hard, you can cum inside” she repeated. I kept going, very tantric, but try as I might, I could not finish. She said she came five times but poor me I did not come even once. OK, I did not make through the front door but at least the back door was open.
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Just Killing Time
By ajguy73, in Erotic Couplings,
When she came to take my order I was totally freaked out I turned into my dad flirting and saying things like what’s good here besides you and she said everything on the menu I said not everything I need you to stand on it then it will be perfect. I went an ordered a burger fries and a beer. I kept flirting the whole time I had her attention and found out she was a divorced mother of 1 beautiful little girl and that her mom babysat while she was working. I told her I was just passing through and asked her what was there to do tonight. She asked what I was into. I told her sports and dancing but I hate going to the clubs alone and was scared I would lose my way in this town. I finally got the courage and asked her if she would like to show me around after she got off work. I gave her my room number and told her I would be there.
At 10:05 I heard a knock on my door not expecting her to actually show I was just in some shorts. I opened the door and invited her in to my room. She walked in and we sat down and were talking just small talk. I suggested that we dance so we turned on some slow music and just danced. I was holding her tightly into my body with my hands on her ass and she had her arms wrapped around my neck. As we danced we looked into each other’s eyes and I gently placed my lips to hers and kissed her.After a bit I then gently slid my tongue into her mouth and began to massage her tongue with mine. After a couple of minutes passed I asked her if she wanted me to stop and she said I will tell you when you have gone to far. So we went back to kissing and I slowly started to work my hand up her body. I paused when I reached her waist. And she said nothing so over her shirt I moved my hand up her side then I began to caress her breast. I kissed my way down her neckline to her cleavage then back up to her earlobe. As I got braver I slide my hand under her shirt and started to rub your breast over her bra. I then took my other hand and undid her bra to let her breast free. I was massage them and rubbing the nipple till it was hard as a rock. By this time she had noticed the bulge in my pants and was rubbing her waist on it hard so I would get the hint I think. I then said I think we need to sit down so we sat on the bed and started making out.
First I took off her shirt then removed her already undone bra. I then made sure I paid attention to her naked breast I was sucking on them gently biting on her nipples then I would tug on them just a little. They got nice and hard so I nervously took a hand and slid it down her belly past her waist and started rubbing her pussy through her jeans. I could tell she liked it because she was getting wet and I could feel the heat rising from there. She then undid the button on her jeans and took my hand in hers and slid it under her underwear and I took it from there. I began to rub her clit and she let out a soft moan. I took my finger and rubbed the outside of her pussy lips kind of teasing her a bit. Then I took my finger and pushed it into her wet pussy. I rubbed her g spot back and forth. She then looked at me and laughed and told me you know they do come off. So I removed my hand from her crotch and started to take off her pants and underwear but she stopped me and took the bottom of my shirt and took it off. Then she let me take off her pants and underwear.
When I got them off I had to stop and take a moment to enjoy the view. When she asked me what’s wrong I said nothing is wrong everything is right, your beautiful. I then came back to her and placed my head on her inner thigh and began to kiss. I kissed and licked my way from the inside of one thigh to the other side just pausing a bit to kiss her clit but then moved on. Once I got to the other side I worked my way back I was going to tease her again but she would have none of that. She grabbed my hair and pushed my head into her crotch so I did the only thing I could I began to circle her pussy lips with my tongue. I would flick my tongue across her clit then stick it inside her pussy flipping it up and down and in and out. I then took a finger and started to massage her clit. Then I moved my tongue to her clit and put 2 fingers inside her pussy moving them in real deep and then pulling them out real slow I would wiggle them a bit as I pushed them back in.
She stared getting real wet then all of a sudden her pussy contracted and started throbbing and she got this real quite moan as her pussy tighten around my fingers she pushed my head in tighter and I tugged on her clit and gently nibbled on it and she started to scream in ecstasy. After she finished Cumming she said turn about is fair play. She stood me up and dropped my pants then my underwear and sat me down on the bed. At first she took her hand and started rubbing the length of my cock then she took her mouth and just stuck the head in her mouth I could feel the warmth instantly and her tongue was going in circles around my cock. She then took her mouth off but had a lot of saliva on my cock and stroked fast and hard then she stuck my cock back in her mouth and took it all the way in then started sucking and taking it almost all the way out her mouth and all the way back down. She took her hand and rubbed just under my nut sack and it put me through the roof.
I told her if she didn't quit I was going to cum and she said so do it then and she started sucking harder and faster. I felt my legs tighten and new that this was it I was going to cum so I held her head in my hands while she brought me to the edge my cock started to throb and it felt real thick then all at once I came shooting loads of warm cum deep in her mouth as quick as I shot she would swallow. Like it didn't even faze her. After I came she continued to suck saying I wasn't getting off that easy. It only took minutes and I was rock hard again. She told me to fuck her and that she wanted to feel me inside her.
I sat her back down on the bed then leaned her back. I climbed in between her legs and rested the head of my cock against the creamy wet opening of her wanting pussy. I gently began to push it inside her but she had other ideas she wrapped her long legs around my waist and drew me in quick. As she did I heard her take a deep breath in I asked if I had hurt her and she said no it felt wonderful. I then began to rock back and forth as I did she grabbed my ass. I then started licking her nipples, nibbling on them and tugging at them. I felt her tense up so I started to kiss her lips she sucked on my lip as I began to fuck her faster taking long deep strokes. Then I began to fuck her hard and she screamed in delight. I would pull my cock almost all the way out then push it hard back in. I took her hands from my ass and held them down at her side. I could feel her pussy starting to thicken up and throb, as she wanted more and more of my cock. Then I could feel her pussy get very tight as she was close to climaxing. All of a sudden she started a low moan as she began to buck up and down I knew this was it she were coming again. I could feel my own urges building as my cock throbbed harder and harder then I shot my first load deep inside her pussy and it sent her through the roof. She was screaming oh god and grabbed my ass and pulled me in as tight as she could as I came with her I kissed her mouth our tongues entwined in lust. After we both settled down we just laid their on the bed holding one another with my fingers just moving in and out of her pussy and she was lightly stroking my cock.
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After dinner, we walked to the hotel and took the long elevator ride to the 22nd floor. The whole time, we kept talking about anything and everything and she laughed and smiled the whole time. I helped her get her massage table set-up which required a bit of furniture moving. She put the linens on the table, I got undressed, and I laid on top of the draped linen. She did not say anything at first and began her massage. I got us back on the subject of sex and inquired more about her frustration with her boyfriend who had a low sex drive. She said that her profession made it even harder for her especially when she was massaging a hot, young client, who made it obvious he was turned on by her by having a hard-on. Her conversation began to jump-start my own hard-on. I continued to ask her about her favorite positions, how hard she liked to be massaged and her favorite body parts to be massaged. I asked her if I could massage her and she hesitated. I could tell she wanted me to massage her but she was having doubts as to it being a good thing.
I turned around and looked at her. She was so beautiful and I told her so. I asked her if I could touch her. She did not say anything. I placed my hand on her hand and turned her hand around. I massaged the palm of her hand and she let out a little groan of pleasure. I firmly massaged her forearm up to her shoulder and back again. She definitely needed to be touched. She said something encouraging, I don't recall exactly what she said, but I think it was, "God that feels so good."
I stood up with a raging hard-on, she coyly observed it as I stood up. I reached around her and began to massage her back very firmly and pulled her into me as I worked her back with long and firm strokes. I pressed my hard-on into her abdomen. As I massaged her back, I lost my footing and I fell forward, making us fall back onto one of the beds.
Of course, I landed on top of her. She did not resist and seemed to enjoy our newly found position so I only said "I'm sorry" and I continued to massage her shoulders, neck, and arms as I worked my way to her legs. I don't remember how, but she ended on top of me and began to dry hump me. I was nibbling, sucking, and rubbing my face into her neck, shoulders, and arms; she was wearing a tank top.
Now she is on top, dry humping me. She kept saying "God, mmmmm, I shouldn't be doing this." I asked her if she wanted to stop but she did not answer and she did not get off of me. Because we had discussed consciousness and jealousy earlier, I thought that she was justifying fucking me even though she had not discussed sex outside of her relationship with her boyfriend. Earlier in the evening, she also said that they had a friendship for three years before they started dating four months ago and that they only had sex for the first time two weeks ago. They have only had sex twice and both times he came within a few minutes. She has approached him several times since and he said that he was tired. She was so frustrated but afraid to talk to him about it because she did not want to hurt his feelings. I told her that she had to talk to him about it if she expected him to resolve the problem.
So, I have my hands on her ass and hips, positioning her for more sensuous grinding. She is grinding me so hard I was in pain and I had to bite my lips so I didn't let on which I knew would have caused this compassionate beauty to stop. I told her if she wanted to stop, I would, but to let me get her off. I knew she wanted it, possibly needed it, and I wanted to give her the gift of cumming over and over again. She was very hesitant but she did not want to leave. She made a weak attempt at leaving but she sat on the bed and just sat there looking at me like she did not know what to do with me. I could tell she was fighting with herself about what she should do. I had to help her. I told her that I have a history of ex's keeping me around as a fuck buddy. She said, "that is nice to know." She was squirming a little as she looked at me.
I moved over to her and sat down while putting my arm around her. I pulled her into my shoulder and I put my hand on her head and gently pushed her head into mine, then I put my arm back around her shoulder and squeezed her. She put her weight into me and groaned in frustration. She leaned back into a pillow. I looked straight into her eyes. She was staring right back into mine. I could tell her decision was swinging my way. I took her hand and she held onto mine. I realized then that our hands were right next to her pussy and she realized that I noticed. She looked down at our hands, then back into my eyes. I moved my hand from hers and I cupped her pussy and began to firmly caress it. She began to squirm and she had little resistance left. I watched her movements, breathing, and face very carefully to optimize my hand movements for her pleasure. She came soon after I started.
After Laura came the first time, I continued to rub her pussy on the outside of her pants. She grabbed my hand but I did not get the hint. She then pulled my hand up and I thought that she was resisting and I pulled away. She looked at me with the expression of "No!" and lifted her pants a bit. A little slow on the uptake, I realized then she wanted me to go under her pants. When I got there I had the pleasure of finding that she was going commando! Nice! And, she was dripping wet! Even nicer! I was in heaven, and I knew at that moment I had a good chance of realizing my fantasy. With this understanding, I could take more control of the situation and work what I hoped would be a bit of magic. I worked her pussy and massaged her with my other hand. I picked her up with my free hand and moved her and I to the center of the bed.
I then turned her onto her side and mounted her while pressing my dick against her pants, directly over her pussy. I pressed and she moaned. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my cock and she said "It is so hard!" She said that more than a few times and it made me feel wonderful.
She began to struggle to pull off her pants. I let her struggle while I worked her pussy deeper while caressing her clit up and down. She got stuck in her pants from her involuntary spasms of pleasure. I caringly helped get her pants off then mounted her and pressed my hard as a rock dick against her abdomen. She moaned and I rode her body with my dick.
I could tell she was frustrated as I slowly slid my dick to her clit. I caressed her clit up and down with my dick then ran it along both sides of the crease of her legs and her vulva. I then ran it up to the opening of her pussy and then slowly pulled it away over her clit as I watched with great pleasure. She said, "You're doing this on purpose aren't you." I said, "Yes, I am and I'm enjoying teasing you." She just moaned and I could tell that all was good in her world. Her response made me want to fuck her so hard that I was now the teased. I had only a little will power left when I slowly entered her, just an inch at first. I pulled out and remained motionless just outside of her. I then slowly entered again, adding just a bit more. I repeated this a handful of times. I could tell she was totally ready for me well before this and I could tell she wanted the excitement of me just plowing through her. So, I did, and when I hit her cervix she screamed out and moaned and began to ride me furiously! She was shaking and we were both sweating. Her breath was hard and fast and I was working extra hard to keep my breaths long and slow, but beginning to fail. She looked down to watch me enter and exit her over and over again and said that "It is a beautiful thing to watch."
Earlier in the night, I had asked her what her favorite sexual position is. She told me she preferred it on all fours. Being the generous lover, I turned her over and she obliged fluidly. It was sex without verbally stating desires, just as she said she prefers. To her, being able to communicate about what felt good or what she desired without talking was a turn-on. I was obliging and I was able to do so because she was very descriptive, despite not verbally telling me what she wanted.
I smashed that pussy! I rammed her and she rammed me. I was throwing her into the headboard and tearing her hips into mine. I ground her hips and began to sweat all over her pure but awesomely sexy body. She was sweating even more than me and I wanted to sop it all up with my body, my hair, and my face. She came, and came, and came. I was certain that my hotel neighbors and everyone walking by were getting an awesome audio show.
After a powerful orgasm, she looked back at me with a beaming and grateful smile and said "I'm hot!" I said, "Yes, I know. Do you want to take a shower?" She nodded and she and I walked into the bathroom. I turned the water on and she just stood with her back against the wall and looked at me with a quiet and introspective look. I jumped in the shower and tested the water, it was probably too cool for her so I turned it up a bit and asked her if she wanted to join me. She just stood there. I asked her if she wanted to shower alone and she nodded yes. I rinsed off what I had to and before I could completely wash, I exited the shower so she could get in privately.
We were done playing for the night and I believe that she was beginning to question if she had cheated on her boyfriend. I wrapped up in a bath towel and she came out with a towel around her unbelievably sexy body and angelic and stunning face. I could not believe I had just fucked such a pure vision.
She slowly got dressed and then sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. She looked at me and said, "So, you live three hours away?" She said it in a frustrated tone and at first I did not understand the significance of it, but then I realized that she would like to play with me again sometime. She stood demurely and began to chat with me. I stayed in my towel for the next several hours talking with my fantasy woman.
She was looking out the window of the 22nd floor of her beloved Philadelphia. She said that she had never seen her home town from such a vantage point. She had only seen it from the street level. She said that she imagines that she could see her whole world from this one window and that if she flew down to her home, that the picture would become increasingly insulated to a smaller and smaller portion of it. She sounded wistfully sad, as if she could imagine more for herself.
She sat down on a comfy chair next to the large windows and I laid next to her on the bed that was scooted right up to the chair. She told me all about her life, her dreams, her relationships, her belief systems, we even talked a bit about our political beliefs, my marriage, the openness of my marriage, whether she could ask her boyfriend for an open relationship, and on and on. We could have talked far longer than we did. During our conversation, I got a sinus headache and warned her that I may be coming down with a cold. She gave me the warmest smile and gently told me "That is OK, I would get sick for you." It was actually a powerful and beautiful moment that I will remember forever.
She was tired, I was tired and getting sicker by the moment and had a three hour drive in the morning. I got her email address and promised I would email her. She and I got her massage table and accessories together and I walked her to the door. We hugged each other and I hated that the moment was over. She turned around, opened the door, and looked back at me and then quickly turned back to the door and left. My heart sank and I instantly missed her.
I went back to the bed and imagined that she was still there and that I would be able to hold her all morning. I imagined that somehow, we would have many more of these moments together, like a vacation away from the harsh realities of living in a society obsessed with earning more and more money while living with societal norms that just don't fit my beliefs.
When I got home, I sent her an email with the story above and she told me that she was really flattered that I took the time to write about our encounter. She also said that reading it made her very wet.
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I arrived at her place just before 7. She opens the door dressed in a sheer white blouse with a dark skirt and heels. I tell her she looks fantastic and we walk to the car. When she gets in her skirt (I think on purpose) slides up her leg revealing the tops of her stockings.I ask her do you trust me, she replies hesitantly yes. I hand her a blindfold and ask her to put it on, she looks at me to say something, but I remind her that she trusts me.
I drive around for a while before heading to my place. I help her from the car and up to the door. She asks where we are. I whisper shhh just enjoy. I open the door and walk behind her. I lean close to her ear and whisper take off the blindfold. As she opens her eyes I say surprise. She looks around the apartment which is lit by several candles, the table is set for two and there is a single rose at one of the places. I sit her at the place with the rose and ask if she would like some wine. I get her a glass of white wine and serve dinner. During dinner we talk about our days, the whole time my mind keeps replying the moment she got into the car.
After dinner we move to the couch and I ask what movie she would like to watch. She chooses a romantic comedy and we sit back to watch. During the movie I begin to caress her neck, stroking it lightly with my finger. At one point I feel her tense up. I tell her that she should relax and if she would like I could rub her neck and shoulders. Hesitantly she moves to a position where I have full access to her neck and shoulders. I begin to gently rub her neck moving done to her shoulders. After a couple of minutes I start to move down her back. She purrs that feels good. I tell her that it would feel better if she didn't have a bra on or even her blouse. It was either the wine or the shoulder rub, but she agrees only if she can take them off in the bedroom while I wait here,I agreed.A couple of minutes later she calls me into the bedroom. She was laying on the bed still wearing her skirt and stockings.
I walk to the bed and sit down next to her. Gently I begin to caress her shoulders working my way down her back, taking time make sure she was comfortable and relaxed. I kept working down her back lower and lower to the top of her skirt. I let one hand glide over her skirt covered ass and was shocked that I didn't feel any panties. Trying to keep my excitement concealed I mentioned that if she likes this then she'll love the full treatment. She turns her head and asks what do I mean. I tell her hat I could continue with her legs and she wouldn't have to take anything else off, she agrees. I slide my hands slowly down the outside her right leg, then up the inside. I repeat this with moving up to her back and to her sides. I whisper that if she really wanted the full treatment that she should roll over. By now my cock is straining in my pants and it would be impossible to hide. In one quick move she rolls over on to her back. Gently I begin by tracing her breasts down the sides of her stomach and back up. I get bolder and let one hand graze over her nipples which are erect. Her breathing is getting a little faster as I let my hands glide over her skirt and down her inner thighs. I move down the bed and position myself between her legs to work on her inner thighs. I move my finger further up the inside of her legs under her skirt, past the tops of her stockings. Her breathing is faster and deeper, she is purring that feels good. She raises her hips and slides her skirt off making me break contact with her and I'm in for another surprise. She was completely shaved! I couldn't resist anymore, I moved my lips right to her pussy.
I kissed her outer pussy lips gently, teasingly and lovingly. I began to trace her lips with my tongue intentionally avoiding her clit. She grabs my head trying to force me to her clit, to give her the release that she desires, need and wants. In what seems like an eternity for her I keep licking my way around her pussy occasionally flicking her clit with my tongue. Finally, I give my entire attention to her clit, driving her closer to the edge, pushing her past the point of no return. She grabs my head, wraps her legs around me tighter and begins to scream...OH MY GOD, I'M CUMMING!!!!!
Once the waves of pleasure subside she begins to turn her attention toward me. Slowly she undresses me taking my rock hard cock from my pants sliding it into her warm waiting mouth, twirling her tongue over the head and stroking it with her hand. She looks up into my eyes and says I want you. I want your cock in me and pushes my back on the bed. She straddles me, slowly sliding her pussy onto my cock. I feel her hot wet tight pussy slowly engulfing my cock. I don't know how long I can last. She leans forward and whispers in my ear now it’s your turn.
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