Susan’s Story

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This is my first try at writing from a woman’s point of view. I don’t pretend to know about women, on the contrary, I’ve spent sixty years trying to figure them out. This could be a dismal flop. Let me know what you think.

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My name is Susan Durant. I am five feet three inches tall and I weigh one hundred seven pounds. I’m in great shape. I’m twenty two years old, but this story really begins ten years ago. That’s when I first learned about sex.

The sex education class in school brought me information that I hadn’t even suspected existed. I was consumed with curiosity. Luckily, my curiosity was offset by a giant dose of cowardice. Six years slipped by with my curiosity growing ever stronger and my cowardice growing weaker.

On the morning of my eighteenth birthday, I resolved to make my move. Early in the morning, I set my scheme in motion. I selected my sexiest dress and a pair of see through panties. I would wear a transparent bra, just in case I got that far. My target was my brother, Kevin. You see, I was in love with Kevin. I had been in love with him for a long time. I had wondered about real male equipment. Maybe the stuff in the magazines wasn’t real. I decided to find out, first hand, what exactly it was.

Mom and dad were leaving on vacation to California immediately following my eighteenth birthday party. As the party slogged on, I sat next to Kevin on the sofa. I snuggled up very close to him, showed him a little leg and whispered in his ear, “Kevin, honey, will you let me have a peek at your cock?”

“Okay, right after mom and dad leave.”

Okay? Did he just say okay? Sudden panic flooded my being. “What did you say?”

“I said ‘okay’ as soon as mom and dad leave. Maybe now you’ll stop bugging me. I give up. Okay?”

From then on the party moved along at the speed of light. Every one galloped out the door. Mom and dad left for the airport. The door shut. This was it!

Kevin went around the house locking all the doors and windows. I went to my bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Did I really want to do this? It might change our whole relationship. Well, duh! Of course it would change our relationship. But I loved him. But he was my brother. But, but, but! I screwed up my courage and knocked on his bedroom door.

“Come in Suzie,” he said.

I opened the door and saw him sitting on the edge of his bed. “Come here,” he commanded. I walked to his bed. “Sit.” I sat.

He held both of my hands. Looking into my eyes, he said, “I know you have been waiting for this for a long time. Well, I’ve been waiting too. It has been absolute hell keeping my hands off of you. The moment is here. I want you and I need you now!”

“I, I do love you,” I stammered. “I thought it was just curiosity and at first, it was. But as we got older I began to realize that I really love you, not as a brother but as a man.”

“You want to take a peek at my penis, huh?”

“Oh, yes, please.”

“I hate to sound cliché but I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

Uh oh, I hadn’t counted on having to undress for him. It occurred to me that I hadn’t really known what I was supposed to do. This time curiosity with its two strong allies, love and lust overcame my cowardice. “Yes,” I whispered.

He stood us up and started undressing me. Soon my ample tits were free and he saw them for the first time. He kissed them both and then sucked my nipples. This was obviously going to be more than show and tell. I knew at that point that my virginity was going to be just a memory. “Please don’t hurt me,” I begged, “I’m still a virgin.”

I know,” he replied as he stripped off his clothes. “It will probably hurt a little at first, but you’ll get over it.” He stepped forward, held me tightly and kissed me. It wasn’t a brother, bayan escort sister peck on the lips. I felt his tongue probing my mouth so I opened it a little and his tongue shot through and swirled around mine. I sucked on it. He sucked on mine. I could feel my pussy getting all wet and gooey.

We broke the kiss. I looked at his cock. It was beautiful. Long and thick with a purple top. I had waited to see this for years and it was worth waiting for. “Can I touch it?” I asked.

“You’re gonna do a lot more than touch it,” he said, pulling me down onto the bed. “You’re gonna eat it while I eat your pretty little pussy.”

I felt his finger slide along my slit. He dipped a finger in between my juicy labia and moved some of my juice up to my clit. He rubbed it gently. Then he lowered his mouth to it and sucked it. My mind exploded. I didn’t know anything could feel this good. His cock was dangling right in front of my face. I grasped it and guided it to my lips. There was a small drop of precum oozing out of the tip. I tasted it. It was a little salty, but not bad. I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth and moved my tongue around the tube on the bottom. I sucked really hard and felt him shudder.

My hips were bucking involuntarily. His lips on my clit were driving me insane. I felt him stick a finger into my hole. Only a little way in, he found my cherry. He backed his finger out and pulled his cock from my wanting lips. He settled on top of me. It was great.

“I can’t stop now; I’ve got to fuck you.”

“I’m ready,” I replied. “Please be gentle.”

I felt his cock slip between my labia. He probed gently forward and soon came to my maidenhead. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as he plunged past the barrier and thrust into me. There was a small sting when my cherry popped, but it didn’t amount to much. Finally, I was being fucked by my brother! It felt so good. The more he stroked me, the better it felt. I started humping back against his thrusts. His pubic hairs brushed my clit and sent tingles all over my body I was constantly moaning. I started to sweat. He licked it off my forehead. It was so sweet!

Deep down within my pussy, I felt a sensation I had never felt before. It was better than anything I had ever felt, but it was taking control of my being. It scared me. Kevin sensed my panic. “Don’t be afraid, let it happen. You are about to cum.”

I wildly bucked my pelvis into him and clenched his cock with my pussy. My world was covered in a blue haze and I think I might have passed out for a second. When I came to, I felt his hot seed jetting into my center. He had slammed himself as far into me as he could and emptied himself against my cervix. It was just the coolest thing that had ever happened to me!

I felt his weight on me again as he relaxed. I hugged him as tight as I could. I didn’t want to ever, ever let him go. I felt his limp cock slip from my pussy in a flood of our juices.

He rolled over beside me. “God, you are the finest piece of ass in the world!” he proclaimed.

I smiled at him and said, “Thank you for making me a woman. I’ll love you forever. Don’t ever leave me.”

“I don’t have any plan to leave you ever. We’ll have to give some heavy thought to our future.”

I reached for his instrument of pleasure and gripped it hard. It was throbbing in my hand. I had to eat it. I bent down and put it in my mouth. I felt it start to swell. I could taste his juice and my juice and a little blood. Soon it was hard and I was sucking it for all I was worth. I had one hand cupping his balls. As I sucked and sucked, I felt his balls retract. He shot another large load into my mouth. I tried to swallow it all. It tasted a lot better than I thought it would. I licked up what bayan escort gaziantep I hadn’t swallowed and swallowed that too.

“We’ll have to wait a while until I recover.” He said. He was sliding his finger in and out of my sopping wet pussy.

“Let’s go take a shower,” I suggested.

We got up and went into the bathroom nude together for the first time. He fondled my breasts while the water warmed. I could get used to this, a lot more of this. We stepped into the water and let the spray wash away the evidence of our sex. He washed my pussy for me. I was in heaven. Nobody had washed my pussy for me since I was a baby. I soaped up his cock and rubbed it slowly. He moaned softly as I washed his equipment. I looked down just in time to see it spurt a dollop of cum on the shower wall.

“That was so neat!” I exclaimed. “Can you do it again?”

“We’ll have to wait a while Suzie. I’ve been going off like a machine gun and it’ll take me some time to reload. Let’s go change the bed.”

“Oh, yeah,” I said, remembering the soggy sheets. When we stripped the bed, there were some small drops of blood on the top sheet. “There lays my innocence,” I commented.

“We can keep it if you want,” he replied.

“I’ll get the scissors,” I said. “This will be a sweet reminder of our passion.”

After I cut my souvenir from the sheet, I got hungry. “Let’s go get something to eat,” I said.

“Do you want to go out or order out?’

“Let’s go out.”

“Okay, but remember, outside this house you are my sister. Inside, you’re my fucking machine.”

I giggled and shook my ass at him.

We went to a good Italian restaurant. The meal was great. On the way home he said, “Do you want to go to the submarine races?”

“Oh boy, I’ve heard a lot about them. Let’s go!”

He drove us to a bluff overlooking a lake fifty miles from town. I scooted over next to him. “When do the races start?” I asked.

“They’re on right now,” he answered.

I didn’t see any submarines. The lake was calm and quiet. Suddenly it dawned on me that the submarine races were another way boys and girls had invented to get together. I put my hands around the back of his head and devoured his lips. I felt his hand slip under my bra and massage my tits. He tweaked my nipples. I moaned into his mouth and he jammed his tongue down my throat. I unzipped his pants and fished his cock out. It was already hardening. I jacked it and he groaned. “Let’s get in the back seat,” he said.

“Oh yeah!” I hastily agreed.

Once in the back seat, he removed my panties and massaged my aching pussy. I slid his pants down to his ankles and sucked his cock into my mouth. “Don’t let it cum,” he admonished, “I want to fuck you here at the races.”

I sucked slowly until I was sure he was a maximum hardness. Then I flipped around on the seat so he was between my legs. “Fuck me now!” I demanded.

His cock entered me at that moment. Once again my world exploded. He used long slow strokes to bring my heat up to overload. Then he stroked hard and fast, almost brutally until I was begging for release. I came in a shower of passion sparks. God, did I love the submarine races! After he shot his sperm into me we got dressed and drove slowly home.

We took another shower when we got home and went to bed. He spooned me from behind, inserting his penis into my vagina. I was so happy. I drifted off to sleep with his cock still in me.

For the next ten days we invented new ways to fuck each other. We even tried a little anal, but neither of us liked it. We were sitting in the living room watching TV when the doorbell rang.

I got up and answered the door. It was the sheriff. “We’re so busted!” I thought.

“May gaziantep escort I come in?” he asked politely.

“Sure officer come on in.”

“Is your brother home?”

“He’s in the living room.” I replied as I led the way.

“You kids better sit down,” he said. “I have some really bad news for you. I don’t know any other way to say this. Your parents were killed in Nevada driving from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. A drunk jumped the center line and hit them head on. I’m terribly sorry.”

I wept uncontrollably for five days straight. Kevin took care of the funeral arrangements and got the insurance money deposited. Mom and dad had a lot more than I thought. There was a large bank account, a huge annuity and a five million dollar life insurance policy. Kevin opened a bank account for us and deposited all the money in it. I didn’t know he had done any of that. I was crying. I couldn’t stop.

Two weeks later, Kevin held me in his arms and kissed my lips. “The time has come to plan our future,” he stated. “We both loved mom and dad, but we must move on now.”

“I know,” I sniffled, “I just can’t get over how suddenly it all ended.” I knew it would take me a long time to get over this. I wasn’t sure I would ever get over it. We hadn’t had sex since the sheriff’s visit. I just wasn’t in the mood.

“Listen honey, we’ve got to get away from this house and this town. I’ve been working on a great plan. I’ll tell you what it is while we’re on vacation.”

“Vacation? Where?”

“Hawaii”

“Oh Kevin, it just doesn’t seem right. After all, mom and dad…….” he cut me off.

“You must face it. Mom and dad are gone. No amount of crying is going to bring them back. Do you think they would want us to be sitting here, getting drearier by the day? Hell, no! We’ve got to suck it up and start to heal before we become so wounded that we can’t recover.”

When he first said it, I thought that it was one of the cruelest things I had ever heard, but as I thought about it, I knew he was right. We had to heal. The pain was still great, but we couldn’t mourn forever. “Okay Kev, honey, let’s go to Hawaii.”

“Great, I’ve already made all the reservations. We leave tomorrow.”

I melted into his arms. I was glad I had someone to lean on, someone strong.

The big jet plopped onto the runway at Honolulu International Airport. We glided up to the terminal and deplaned into a waiting hotel limo. The hotel was beautiful. It was right on the beach next to Fort DeRussy.

We took the elevator up to the tenth floor. The bellman opened the door and Kevin swept me up and carried me into the room. He tipped the bellman who smiled and left. I looked around. We were in a large suite with a huge heart shaped bed. “What is this?” I asked.

“This is the honeymoon suite,” he replied.

“We’re not married.”

“Merely a formality my sweet. We will be as soon as I can arrange it. That is, if you’ll marry me.”

Tears came to my eyes again but this time they were tears of joy. I threw my arms around his neck and rammed my tongue into his mouth. “Oh god, I can’t marry my brother, it’s against the law.”

“If you know the right people, the law can be bent for true love. It just takes some planning and a liberal application of cash.”

At that moment, my future became clear. I wanted to be his forever. “Yes, I’ll marry you, you crazy man!”

“That’s good, because the hotel thinks we’re on our honeymoon.”

He pulled my clothes from my body and I was suddenly naked before him. I divested him of his unwanted clothing and we just stared at each other, naked and unashamed. He held me tenderly and escorted me to our wedding bed. I lay there in happy anticipation of things to come.

Now, four years later I have two little girls. They are just so cute. Kev and I want to make a couple more of them and maybe a boy too. We sold our parents house and moved to Idaho. I never, in my wildest dreams, would have dreamed up this scenario, but it has turned out better than anything I could have dreamed. I love Kevin with all my heart. He loves me. We couldn’t be happier.

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They had arranged to meet at a quiet bar in a nice part of town.

It was low lit and he thought, sophisticated enough to catch up with his aunt. He hadn’t seen her in 14 years and at 24, was now a grown man. She would be 37 now, last remembered by him when she was 23.

His aunt waited at the bar. She was new in town and was looking forward to catching up with her nephew.

A young man came to the bar to order a drink and began speaking to her. He offered her one and she was going to hesitate but decided one would be okay.

“I’m meeting someone, so if he comes in, I’ll have to head off” she explained.

“No problem, I’m meeting someone too, I understand” he said. They procured a quiet booth at the back and soon the talk turned a little sexual.

“So, what do you enjoy?” he quipped, grinning.

“Oh, nothing better than lying back and being licked for a few hours!” she grinned at him. “And you?” she replied.

“Being honest, a woman with legs like yours, I could understand why a man would love to do that, I get off on pleasing women but its just my thing” he responded.

Esther decided to text her nephew while her ‘acquaintance’ was at the toilet. She said she couldn’t make it and would meet him some other time, later that week.

They arranged to speak in 2 days once he texted back, funnily enough saying he was also a little ‘caught up’ and would look forward to her call.

Once the young man returned, she made a show of dropping her purse under the table, which was covered by a large cloth.

“Retrieve it for me, would you?” she asked and he bent under to pick it up.

Once he approached where the purse lay, he reached up from under the table to hand it to her. She cooly took it and parted her legs.

“Go on then, I’ve never been brought off in a bar before. I like to have my own way and having you down there would please me. Get on with it” she finished.

So saying, she dropped the tablecloth again and gasped quietly, as she felt his head between her thighs. Then he was parting her knickers and licking her slit as she tried to switch off from his oral ministrations.

Picking up a menu, she looked through it to take her mind off the young man under the table, striving to pleasure her with his tongue.

It was too much and she gripped his head with her thighs as she came hard against his face.

As he emerged from the other side, she said

“Lets get out of here. I need hours of that tonight and tomorrow. Hours and hours. And if you’re as good as that, we might even let you have some action. How about it?”

In a flash he was agreeing and they left for her rented apartment. Once there, she stripped off her top, bra and knickers. Then she took a seat on the sofa.

“Wine” she said offhandedly. He went to make her a drink and brought it to her.

“Well, take off my boots” she said and he did so.

Looking at her for approval, he couldn’t believe his luck. She had the fittest legs he’d ever seen and he was kissing his way up them. Her knickers had already been removed in the restaurant so he continued to her crotch until she finally parted her legs.

“Take your gaziantep ateşli escort time and I might consider what action you get tonight”.

He didn’t need told twice and immediately began to lick her crotch as she relaxed with her drink.

A few hours later, he was still down there while she finished off her glass of wine.

“Okay, time for bed” she declared and removed her thighs from over his shoulders at last.

He watched her amazingly supple legs head off to the bedroom and rose to follow. Once in bed, he was pushed under the covers.

“You can sleep between my thighs tonight. And I expect an oral alarm clock, understand?” she said.

“Anything you say” he complied and she smiled at that.

Next morning, she woke on her front to the amusing sensations of him valiantly trying to lick her pussy from behind.

“What are you doing?” she said.

“Erm, just as you told me to” he answered.

“I told you to wake me with your tongue. I said nothing about it being in my delicious pussy first thing. I usually waken on my front so from now on, I want to waken to your tongue buried in my arse. If I’m feeling generous, I’ll let you lick my fanny. Now you know what to do, what are you waiting for?”

He didn’t need to be told twice and licked towards her asshole, until relenting, he managed to get his tongue inside it, while Esther lay, smiling to herself. She was looking forward to him fucking her after a couple of orgasms. She was confident by the end of the weekend, he would be her submissive lover too.

2 days later, she was lying on her sofa, while he knelt between her legs, licking her leisurely as she demanded. He had already promised to be her sex slave and she was enjoying the idea of having this young man at her beck and call.

Picking up her mobile, she rang it. At that moment, his mobile went and he asked permission to answer it.

“Hello?” he said.

“Hi its your aunt Esther here” she said and they both gasped as they suddenly realised the situation.

“Oh my, so, um, you’re my nephew then?” she said.

“I guess I am mistress, I mean, aunt Esther” he replied. They both remained in stunned silence before she couldn’t control herself any longer.

“Finish me off and we’ll talk further” she said and he immediately leapt to it.

In a way, it kept things normal as he had done her bidding for the last two days and swore to treat her as his sex goddess only hours before. He brought her to a wet orgasm before she pushed him away.

“So what are we going to do about this. You’re my nephew but you’ve already agreed to be more than that. I’ll be honest with you. Nephew or not, I need a man to do my bidding. He has to be fit, young and complient. So, what are we going to do?” she said, her legs still over his shoulders.

“Um, I’m surprised, but I couldn’t believe my luck. I’ve always wanted a woman to have her way with me, auntie” he said until she gripped his hair.

“What did you call me?” she said. “Sorry auntie, I mean, erm, mistress?” he answered.

“This is between you and me. I want a submissive, complient bakımlı gaziantep escort but sexy young man to worship me. I can easily have anyone I want but I allowed you the privilege of having just a taste of serving me. So, are you going to be little nephew or are you going to be my sex slave. You have exactly 10 seconds to answer” she said.

“You’re sex slave, Mistress” he answered.

“Smart boy, you don’t want anyone else having the honour of eating this pussy, do you? Let me feel your tongue deep inside my arse while I think about this” she said as he snaked his tongue in to her bum cheeks and parted them.

As he worked his way deeper into her arse, she adjusted herself on the couch, letting him take the full weight of her legs while she pondered the situation. It was a pleasant distraction what he was doing and she knew if this continued, her sex life would be wonderful. The small matter of him being her nephew would have to be kept from family, but other than that, she quite fancied him anyway, although that didn’t mean she would be easy on him. For the rest of the afternoon, she had him pleasure her intermittently with his mouth, until his tongue was almost numb. Then she met a friend for coffee while he went back to his own place.

A month later, they were in a strange situation; he was going to visit his aunt’s sister in law.

He arrived at Esther’s place, ready to give her a lift to the town her sister in law stayed in. His aunt wore a summer dress that came just past her knees. Her stunning figure was only partly hidden but she looked the modest aunt the rest of his family would have assumed.

Once she reached her bedroom, she glanced at him as he followed her in. It had become a habit lately that before she went on a night out, she would have him kneel behind her and rim her enthusiastically, while she applied her makeup, before turning round to have him suck her pussy to orgasm. Even though they were to visit family, it seemed the custom was not to change.

As she applied her lipstick, he strained to let her feel his tongue deep inside her arse.

Eventually, she finished and pushed him away with a little motion of her bum. Turning round, she smiled as his tongue began to lick her pussy. It wasn’t long before she came and as he stood and walked off to wash his face, she stopped him.

“No, no. I like it when you wear my perfume” and he realised he wasn’t going to be allowed to wash his face.

They arrived at the house and Ellen greeted them warmly, although she looked at him strangely when his face was close to hers.

During the day his aunt had asked him to fetch things, which he automatically did.

“You certainly seem to have a way with men Esther” Ellen said.

“My dear, men are easy to control. Beautiful girls like us could easily have a man running around after her as if it were the most natural thing in the world” Esther replied.

“I’ll show you what I mean” she continued.

When her nephew returned, she said “My feet are tired, be a dear and give them a massage will you?” and continued talking to her neice escort gaziantep while her nephew got down to do so.

Ellen was amazed but couldn’t deny she enjoyed seeing Esther take control of him in this way.

“Now Ellen, she’s been on her feet all day” said his aunt. He hesitated briefly but one look from Esther was enough to stop any delay.

By this time, his Ellen was becoming excited and although she wasn’t sure whether or not it was the wine, turned on.

“Okay, that’s enough for now. Wait in the kitchen until I call you” she said and he got up and obediently left the room.

“Now dear, that is how you control a man. If you wanted, I could have him come in here and massage your feet with his mouth” Esther declared.

“Really? That’s amazing, I mean, I think there’s something more to all of this but trust me, whatever it is, I think I’m going to like it” said Ellen, grinning.

Esther told her how they’d met in the bar and not realised they were related and since then how he had a desire to have a woman be in charge. Ellen was astonished but still grinning and could feel herself growing excited.

“Don’t worry, this will be our secret Esther. Is he really that good with his mouth?” she said.

“Well dear, put it this way, if you wanted to relax and watch him at work and sample some of the treatment yourself, would you?” Esther quizzed.

“Um, oh this is so naughty. Yeah, definitely. I mean, I’m still trying to get my head around him actually being so obedient, but if what you say is true, I’ve nothing to lose” she replied.

Esther smiled and rose, entering the kitchen.

“Kneel” she told him and he did so. As he kissed her pantyless crotch she said

“We’re going into the livingroom and you’re going to keep doing this to me. You will also do anything I tell you today without hesitation” she continued.

“Yes mistress” he said obediently.

“Good. Well, follow me” she said.

Entering the living room again, she sat on the sofa across from her sister in law. As he approached she said

“Kneel”.

He did so and letting her skirt slide back a little she looked down at him.

“You know what to do” she said and he immediately moved forward, taking her thighs over his shoulders as he began to lick her pussy in earnest.

“Men like him are very good at this. They need lots and lots of practice though and I need to give lots and lots of lessons. Usually more than one a day. Trust me, very shortly you’ll see exactly what I mean. Fuck that’s it, don’t stop” she groaned and came quickly.

“Take him, don’t think about being related, just think of it as a talented tongue you deserve to enjoy” and simply passed him over to Ellen.

She was a little nervous before but seeing the way her aunt had such control over him, turned her on a lot. Within minutes, she was sighing with pleasure. After that, both females simply passed him back and forth until they were exhausted.

“I’m afraid he’s all mine, but I’m sure I could help you find the perfect man for yourself dear. You can use him if I bring him for a visit but either way, I’m glad you’re going to turn out just like me. It’s such a good life being in charge” said Esther as they were about to leave.

“I can’t wait Esther. Bye Dominic, or should I call you fuckface from now on!” she said haughtily.

His jaw ached from the constant tonguing all day but one glimpse of the heavenly legs his aunt possessed was enough to have him thanking his lucky stars that she was his lover, albeit a dominant one.

Summer Heat Ch. 08 – The Tipping Point

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Intro: This is a total work of my imagination. Any resemblance to anyone on this planet is just your imagination. Yes, I have sisters. We never banged. You can’t think I’d write something I could get sued over. Half siblings, Shelby (29) and Jason (27) have moved back in with their mother, Katherine (49). Jason and Donna have fallen in love, but what about Shelby?

*****

“I’m nervous about this, Jase. I don’t want to piss her off.”

“Well I’m not ready to lose her. I just fell in love with her. This is bullshit, not taking our calls and not returning texts.” Jason said with anger in his voice and desperation in his heart.

In the two weeks since Anna’s wedding, Donna has been withdrawn. She saw Jason and Shelby a few times but seemed distant and scared. Now the siblings have staked out a table beside the pool of the hotel that Donna helps manage. They have vowed to sit there until she comes to talk. They both love her and that’s the problem.

Finally, Donna Smith emerged from the lobby of The Roadside Pioneer. She slowly and purposefully walked to the pool area. “I guess you two aren’t going to leave until I come out here.”

“Hey, baby. We just want to talk to you. We love you.” Shelby pleaded. “Please sit a minute.”

“Look, the fact that both of you love me and I love you is the problem. It’s fucking with my head.” Donna said fighting back tears that came anyway. “I can’t do this here. I’ll try to come over tonight or tomorrow night and we’ll talk about this.”

“Bullshit!” Jason surprised the girls with his forceful tone. Yet he was not loud. “Please don’t make me pace the floor at home hoping. This is everything to me. I love you and I’ll do whatever it takes to make this work. I’ve missed you like a lost limb all this week.”

Tears streamed down Donna’s face. Jason looked at Shelby and she was crying too. “You two calm down and get your shit together. Donna, we’ll come to your apartment at seven tonight. We will make this work because love matters.” Well, that got Jason’s tears falling.

Donna heard his words and felt his heart. She looked up at him with the sparkle back in her eyes despite the tears. “You mean that, don’t you?” Shelby squeezed her hand.

…

Jason and Shelby left the hotel when Donna was able to go back in.

“I know what is fucking with her head.” Shelby said. “So, she comes over. Who does she sleep with? She won’t sleep with me because of you. She won’t sleep with you because of me.”

“She has an apartment. She has her own place.” Jason said.

“Look, you big dummy, it’s the same, really. I go off with her, she thinks of you. If she goes off with you, she worries what it will do to me.” Shelby lectured.

“She knows it’s OK with me that you are lovers. And she knows you’ve been pushing us together for two months.” Jason said.

“Who, me?” Shelby smiled. “I didn’t think she would hang on to me like this. Love is very strong in this one, ass-hopper.”

Jason rolled his eyes and sighed at Shelby trying to be funny while his heart hurt so much.

“We’ve just got to tell her.” Shelby said flatly.

“Oh, fuck no. If she finds out we had sex, she’ll freak the hell out and we’ll never see her again.”

“Maybe not. Then we could have it all. We could both openly love her. Imagine holding her in your arms while I pet her. It would be beautiful.” Shelby the sales person.

“And what happens when I start petting you. She’s going to freak. I tell you, she’s too old-fashioned for that shit.”

…

The siblings walked up the stairs to Donna’s apartment. “This is a nice building. I don’t know why she says she hates this place.” Jason said.

“Bad memories and a few bad neighbors. She moved in here after her divorce. Some of the men around here were relentless. Thus, the birth of ‘Bitch Donna'” Shelby told him.

“Two condemned for the hangman.” Jason mused.

“Don’t be so dramatic. I’m betting my love on this, too.”

Donna answered the door in loose house clothes. “Hey, you two.” She hugged each and then all in a group hug. “This would be easy if I didn’t love you both. Come in. Sit.”

Shelby started. “Look, I’ll give you up, if you and Jason will be happy.”

“I knew you were going to say that.” Donna snapped. “It’s not as easy as that.”

“I know you want the family and the white picket fence.” Shelby said.

“I know, I want kids. You think I prefer men, but I have really come to enjoy women. When Anna turned me on to it, it was just a way to find some comfort. I found out it’s something special. I love you both. Jason are you strong enough to have a bisexual woman, even if she has a girlfriend?” Donna asked him.

“Yes, but only if it’s all honest. I couldn’t have someone cheat. Also, I’d do anything to have a woman like you in my life.”

“See he’s cool with you being with me.” Shelby said, thinking it was settled.

“Well I’m sorry Shelly. It’s still fucked up. I’d think of him with you and think of you when I’m gaziantep escort bayan with him. I did when we went to the wedding. I had the best day of my life, but you were in the back of my mind. And we can’t be a triple because you two are siblings. It’s fucked up.” Donna teared up and dropped her head to her hands.

“We can be. It doesn’t have to be fucked as bad as you think. It’s just fucked up in a different way.”

“Don’t Shell. You can’t. We’ll work this out. There’s a way. There must be. Please don’t.” Jason pleaded.

“What’s he talking about? Don’t what?” Donna asked

“Look, I love you. I know we just got started, but it’s real. I’ve never known a woman like you. Just always know that I love you.” Jason began to weep heavily and closed himself in the bathroom.

“Shell, what’s wrong with him?” Donna asked concerned.

“He thinks he’s about to lose you.” Shelby said calmly but with tears running down her small face.

“He won’t lose me if we can figure this out. He’s the best guy I’ve ever met.” Donna trembled.

“Baby, you have to listen and understand that all this is my fault. I’m too selfish. I wanted it all and no one can have it all. I love you and I love Jase and I wanted you two to be together. I just never thought it would come to this. You two are so perfect for each other. I’m so sorry, Baby. Please don’t hate Jason.”

“Shelby, what the fuck are you going on about? Calm down. Take a breath.” Donna held her hands.

“I’m so sorry. It’s my fault. I teased him and went naked in front of him. I showed my body and made him kiss me.” Shelby could hardly speak for sobbing. “It was during a time when you and I weren’t seeing each other. I kept teasing him and one day we got stoned and fucked. Jason and I had sex.”

…

Donna found Jason reclining in her bathtub. He had rolled up a towel for a pillow and had a wet cloth over his eyes. “Get your stupid, hillbilly ass out of my tub and get in here. Big dumbass!” Donna stormed out of the bathroom.

Jason climbed out of the tub and slowly walked out the door like a man stepping into the gas chamber. He was ambushed at the door. Donna threw her arms around him and hugged and kissed him.

“Oh, tell him what you told me before drops dead.” Shelby said from the sofa. Her eyes were red and swollen but she was smiling.

Donna was silent until she came back from the kitchen. She set the tequila bottle and a shot glass on the coffee table and sat in her favorite chair. She poured a modest ration and threw it back in one swallow. “OK for now you can’t talk unless you take a shot first. That was mine. I’ll start.” Donna smiled at the incestuous duo. “I always assumed that you two had at least experimented with sex. God, look at the two of you. Jase you are gorgeous and Shell, you’ve got the hottest little ass I’ve ever seen”

Jason took a shot of tequila and sat back.

“Well, sir you have the floor.” Shelby said.

“Oh, I just needed a drink.” Jason said seriously. But the girls laughed loudly.

“Shelby if you were my sister, we’d be lovers if I had to force you. Jason if you were my brother, we’d probably have some twelve toed kids by now.” Donna tried to console the two.

Shelby took a shot. “It’s my fault. It just got to where I had to feel that big dick in me.”

Donna took a sip. “That’s how you knew how big his dick is. She told me you had a seven-inch dick.”

“Seven and a half on a good day.” Jason pleaded. Both girls pointed at the tequila. He took a big gulp from the bottle. “I wondered why she just walked in my room and asked how big it is.”

“No, I ask him. Then he showed me.” Shelby confessed. Jason handed her a shot and she killed it. “She asked but I wanted to know. I know you guys all measure then add two inches.”

Jason took a small shot and spoke. “Baby it was just one week back in June. The tension just built until we snapped and did it… for a week.” Jason felt the alcohol sinking in. “We acted out some fantasies we had been having. Then we stopped. We stopped because you came back to Shelby and I wanted to impress you with the dance lessons.”

Donna drank a shot that Shelby had poured. “You did impress me, baby. No one has ever done anything for me like that. Well, lovers, I’ve had my fantasies too. I thought of slipping down the hall, away from Shelby and sitting on your cock. Shelby, I’ve thought of three ways for us but you too being siblings was the killer.”

Shelby took a drink from the bottle. “I’m a slut and I wanted you two to be sluts too.” She slurred.

Jason sat dumbfounded as Donna hit the bottle. “OK you two, I’m swearing you to secrecy of the highest order.” Donna said.

“Oh, as if we weren’t already…” Shelby spoke but Donna pointed at the tequila.

“Wait, Shell. I’m spilling something I’ve sworn to take to my grave and I don’t feel like dying today.” Donna crossed her heart. “I fucked my brother.”

Shelby took a shot and Jason followed. anal yapan gaziantep escort “You are shitting me!” Shelby called out. “Dish the details my fellow slut.”

“Don’t call my girl a slut.” Jason slurred. The girls laughed.

“OK, truce on the tequila. I haven’t eaten.” Donna said shaking her head. “I’m getting drunk as hell. Shell, order a pizza. OK, kids. It was back when we heard that Marko was killed in the Army. Everyone came around acting like I was a grieving widow. Shit! I was a bitter ex-wife. I wanted to celebrate. I’ve never been so happy someone died.”

“Not even Bin Laden?” Jason asked, drunk.

Donna chuckled. “No, no one.”

Shelby’s eyes swam around, “Ben who?”

“So, I got David to take me to Panama City Beach.” Donna blushed. “I wanted to party. I wanted to get drunk. I wanted to get laid. The weather was bad. There was nobody there but us and some smelly fishermen. David and I smoked a joint on the beach one night. I asked him to make love to me. He resisted but he wanted it too. We fucked for two days. He’d die if he knew I told. He was already married and had his first kid.”

“How was it?” Shelby asked.

“Shelby!” Jason scolded. “I can’t believe you.”

“He was sweet and loving like Jason, Shell. See, I’m worse than you two perverts. Of course, Dave and I aren’t in love like you two hillbillies. You guys kiss way too much.”

Jason and Shelby blushed red and laughed.

…

A jug of soda came with the pizza. Conversation normalized, somewhat. “Damn, I feel better now that I ate. That liquor on an empty stomach was wicked.” Shelby announced. She slipped gently into Donna’s lap and kissed her passionately. “Now I can kiss you with dumbass in the room.” She smiled.

“Don’t call my boyfriend a dumbass.” Donna said with a smile.

Shelby hopped up laughing. “Oh, shit. That’s how it’s going to be. Huh?”

Jason leaned and kissed Donna. “Yes dwarf. That’s how it’s going to be.” He grinned and kissed Donna again.

Shelby raised her mock protest. “I’m not a dwarf. I’m three inches too tall to legally be a dwarf. And, we prefer the term ‘Little People'”.

“Two inches at most, little person” Jason had a kiss for Shelby. They all relaxed around the living room. Jason holding Donna and Shelby admiring the couple. “We haven’t been together since we got back from the wedding, baby. Could we move this party to the bedroom?”

“Can we not jump right into hardcore orgy stuff. I’ve never had a threesome.” Donna said.

“Me neither.” Jason added and they both looked at Shelby.

“Oh, fuck y’all. So, I’ve done some stuff, OK?” Shelby walked over to the couple and took their hands. “I think this might be beautiful.”

…

Donna, in tee shirt and panties, took the middle of the bed. Shelby took the right in just panties and Jason on the left in his boxers. They all worked on getting comfortable. Shelby sent a text to Katherine explaining that they were hopelessly drunk and crashing at Donna’s place.

“Guys, I’m serious about taking this slowly.” Donna pleaded.

“I’m with you, babe. This is a very delicate way to start. At least we all love each other to start with. We aren’t working through that now too.” Jason said.

“You two are the honeymooners. I should let you guys have some privacy but I’m so glad everything didn’t go to shit tonight, I want to be here with you tonight. Is it OK?” Shelby asked.

“Yes, dear. I want you here. You’ve known all along that this could fall apart.” Donna said and kissed Shelby.

“Later, I want to know just how much of this plan you were party to. That was weeks ago that Shelby asked how big my dick was.” Jason said to Donna. Both girls giggled. “What have I gotten myself into?”

Shelby moved down to Donna’s hips and pulled her shirt up enough to kiss around on her belly. Jason gently pulled Donna’s face to his and they began to kiss. They kissed easy at first the added more and more passion. Shelby slipped Donna’s panties off and ran her fingers through her close-trimmed pubes. Jason helped Donna out of her shirt. He cupped her breast in his hand and kissed her again. Shelby slowly slipped in between Donna’s legs and kissed around her pussy. Jason began to suck and kiss her breasts flicking here nipple ring with his tongue. Shelby knew the rhythms of Donna’s body and began to probe the folds of her pussy with her tongue. Donna reached for Jason’s cock and pulled it out of the fly of his boxers. She stroked it as Shelby licked harder on her pussy. Shelby watched Jason’s cock being stroked beside her face. She reached over and pulled his boxers down disturbing Donna’s action for a second. Shelby saw that Jason’s pleasure had increased to the point that he was hunching and fucking Donna’s hand. Shelby got off Donna’s pussy and moved beside her. She nodded to Jason. He moved over between Donna’s legs and slowly slid his hard cock into her wet pussy. antep escort Donna looked up into his eyes and smiled. He settled into a nice rhythm and Shelby cuddled up to Donna and began licking and sucking her perfect tits. The sight of Shelby sucking Donna’s nipples mesmerized Jason. He slipped his hand into Shelby’s panties and pushed a finger into her pussy. In full sensory overload. Donna launched into one of her tamer orgasms. Jason felt himself beginning to cum. At the last second, he pulled his cock out and shot cum all over Donna’s delicate belly. The girls cooed with approval. Jason moved beside Donna and kissed her lovingly. Shelby mopped up the semen with tissues and settled beside Donna.

“Wow you two are amazing. That was so nice. I can’t believe how natural that felt.” Donna said.

“You two are as beautiful together as I imagined.” Shelby said proudly. “OK, let’s see hands of every one that has fantasized about that.” Shelby asked. She and Donna stuck hands in the air and looked at Jason. He slowly raised his hand. They all laughed.

“Honey, Shelby did me so good, but she got left out. She didn’t cum at all. Look she’s still got her damn panties on. This will not do.” Donna said and moved onto her knees and between Shelby’s legs. She pulled Shelby’s panties off as Jason began to kiss and fondle his sister. Donna wasted no time beginning to lick and suck on Shelby’s pussy.

Jason raised up on elbow and watched as Donna expertly ate Shelby’s little pussy. He had often thought of these two licking. His cock began to throb back to life. The familiar scent of Shelby’s pussy filled the room. He sniffed the finger he had had in her.

Donna lapped at Shelby’s cunt and reached over to squeezed Jason’s hard cock. When she realized that he was rock hard again she knew what had to happen. She moved over and pulled Jason over onto Shelby. She stared with amazement as Jason got into position and pushed his cock into Shelby. Donna almost orgasmed again at the sight of Jason’s cock sliding in and out of her lover and his sister. She rose beside him and kissed him passionately. Shelby reached for Donna’s hand. She guided Donna to straddle her chest and place her pussy on her face. Donna kissed as the lovers they were as Jason fucked and Donna face sat Shelby. Intensity built as the three lovers began cumming. Donna first spasmed and pushed cream into Shelby’s mouth. Shelby had been holding back but feeling Donna cum triggered her to start cumming and Jason joined in and came inside Shelby.

“Holy shit!” Shelby said. “Good thing you two didn’t want to do any hardcore orgy shit.” They all laughed and got comfortable again with Donna in the middle.

Donna reached down to Shelby’s pussy and played with the cum that was draining out. “Lucky girl. I wish I could let Jase cum in me.”

“You can, baby.” Shelby grinned. “Nothing would make Katherine happier.

“Oh, hey, that reminds me. Do you know who else thinks that you two have had sex? Katherine!”

…

In the early morning light, Jason and Donna had moved the coffee table. Jason sat on a towel in the center of the sofa, nude. Donna was on her knees between his legs wearing only a long silky robe spread wide open. She was gently beginning to kiss and play with his cock. “I can still smell Shelby’s pussy on you and on my fingers.” She whispered. “It’s an amazing odor. I’m quite addicted to it.” Donna took the cock in her mouth and sucked it to full hard.

“Yeah, she smells great. It gets to me too.” Jason said softly.

Donna sucked and stroked Jason’s cock for several minutes before she climbed up into his lap. She stuck the fingers that she had in Shelby earlier under Jason’s nose. “Oh, she smells so hot.” She whispered in his ear. “That scent makes your cock hard, doesn’t it? It’s makes my pussy wet.” Donna rose up and sat down, taking Jason’s hard dick all the way into her wet pussy. She kept whispering to him. “You feel so good in me, baby. I’ve wanted you inside me for so long. Push, Jase. That’s it. Oh, I’m so full.” Donna moaned. “Those muscles you have. The first time I saw you without a shirt, I wanted to suck your cock right there, in front of Shelby. Now I can do it. I can suck you and fuck you with Shell watching like last night. It was so wonderful.” Donna moaned and bounced on Jason’s cock like crazy. “Oh, Jason. I love you and her so much. Watching your cock go in her made me cum. Cum like now.” Donna quivered and began hunching and pumping until she collapsed on Jason’s chest. Jason kept pumping from underneath and the pulled her hips up and backed out of her. Jason’s thick cum shot out in a pool on his belly. They held each other motionless for some time. “I do love you, Jase.”

“I love you, Baby. I’m so happy.” Jason answered.

…

Shelby found Donna in her kitchen. She hugged her tightly. What smells so good?”

“I’ve got some instant blueberry muffins in the oven and coffee made.” Donna answered.

“Aren’t you the perfect hostess? Baby last night was more that I could ever hope for. Thank you for being who you are.” Shelby beamed smiling.

“Don’t start me crying this morning. I’m so happy I could burst. Jason and I made love again this morning, while you were sleeping. Too bad you both have to work the lunch today.” Donna said. “I’m going to make room for you two to leave some things here.”

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I decided that it was time to find out what was on those unlabeled video tapes, so early the next morning, right after my mom and step dad left for work, I went out into the garage and grabbed two of the videos from the box. I figured I could kill two birds with one stone here – satisfy my curiosity about what was on the tapes and show Tommy that I was as turned on by all of this as he was. I put the tape in the VCR and turned the TV on. I kept the volume down low, because I didn’t want Tommy to hear right away – I wanted it to be a surprise.

The movie popped on and it was exactly what I figured it was – copies of hardcore porn movies. The tape was in the middle of the movie and the image that came right up on the screen was of a gorgeous, totally naked woman lying back on a sofa with her legs spread wide. She was moaning and squeezing her tits as a guy knelt between her legs and licked her pussy.

I sat down on the sofa and stared at the TV screen. It was one thing to look at a picture, but I had never seen anything like this before and it was incredibly hot. I could feel my pussy throbbing as I watched it and I was wet in a matter of seconds. I leaned back against the sofa, almost in a reclined position and watched the movie.

The girl in the movie was moaning and licking at her nipples as she pulled and squeezed her tits. The scene switched to a close up of her face, looking down towards her pussy. When she talked, I almost jumped – I never thought of people talking to each other when they fucked. That’s something you didn’t get out of a picture.

“Oh baby, that feels sooo good. Eat my pussy baby…oh that’s it, yeah.” My mouth dropped open just to hear her say it. The camera was panning down and then there was a close up view of the guy with his tongue licking her pussy. Just watching his tongue sliding against the folds of her skin, licking and lapping at her clit was enough to almost send me over the edge. I reclined back against some of the cushions and slowly slid my hand inside my panties.

I started to rub my pussy up and down my slit. I was so wet, my fingers glided over the smooth skin. I love the feel of my freshly trimmed pussy. I watched and listened to the movie, pressing harder when the guy told the girl how good her pussy tasted. Hearing people talk like that to each other was amazing. I applied more pressure and began to rub my middle finger in slow circles around my clit.

I heard a noise and looked up to see Tommy standing in the doorway of the kitchen looking at the TV. His cock was standing up inside his boxers and he was holding a bowel of cereal and a glass of orange juice. I had the volume down low so he hadn’t heard it until he came in to eat breakfast and watch TV. escort gaziantep He couldn’t take his eyes of the TV and I could se his cock getting harder with every heartbeat.

“Looks pretty hot, doesn’t it?” I said. He glanced over at me and saw me leaning back against the sofa. I had on a white tanks top belly shirt and a pair of black panties. He could see my hand moving inside my panties and rubbing my pussy. I looked right at him and said, “It’s a big difference from just looking at pictures, isn’t it.”

Tommy swallowed and nodded. His eyes kept darting back and forth between the TV and my hand inside my panties. While he looked at me, I bent my wrist down and slid a finger inside my pussy. I arched my back a little and opened my mouth and let out a soft “Oh”. I looked back at Tommy.

“Pretty hot to watch, isn’t it?” I asked. “At least, I thought it was pretty hot yesterday when I was watching you. Why don’t you sit down and watch with me?”

Tommy put his breakfast down moved around and to sit at the other end of the sofa. As soon as he sat down, his hand moved to his cock and started slowly stroking. We both looked at the TV to see where the action was now.

The couple was changing positions now and the man was moving to sit on the sofa. They kissed as they changed ends and you old see her licking at his lips and mouth. As soon as he sat back she grabbed his cock and began stroking it while she talked to him and teased him, asking if he wanted her to suck his cock, how good she was going to make him feel. She would give it a few hard strokes and then give a long hard lick from the bottom of the shaft to the head of his cock. She finally slipped his cock in her mouth and start pumping her head up and down while she stroked his cock with a twisting motion.

“Oh my God,” Tommy said. “Look at her sucking his cock like that.” He was stroking and squeezing his cock through his pants again. I started looking back and forth between the action on the TV and the action at the other end of the sofa. We were only about 5 feet apart and we both were paying as much attention to each other as the movie that was playing. I was squeezing my tit with one hand and rubbing my pussy inside my panties with the other. I knew it was driving him wild, but at least he wasn’t embarrassed by it. I could tell he was even more turned on then yesterday. I kept watching him work his cock through his boxers and finally decided to ask the question I was thinking about since all this started and I first saw him with a hard on.

“So tell me,” I said and waited till Tommy looked from the TV to me. I licked my lips and rubbed my pussy a little faster. I looked him right in the eye and asked, “Is araban escort your cock as big as the guy’s in the movie?”

Tommy grinned and turned a little red, but he didn’t look away. “Probably not,” he said, “but I wouldn’t be a good judge of that.”

My heart was pumping hard and I felt every pulse beat in my throbbing pussy. “Tell you what. Let me see it and I’ll be the judge.” His eye brows went up and I blushed.

“You sure?” he asked.

I swallowed and nodded. “Yeah. I want to see your cock.”

Tommy stroked his cock a few more times through his boxers while he looked at me, then lifted his ass off the sofa cushion and hooked his thumbs in the waist band of his boxers and began to pull them down. I wasn’t sure if he as moving slowly to tease me or if he felt as nervous and scared as I did. His cock got caught in the waist band and was pulled down until it finally popped free and slapped against his belly.

I stared at Tommy’s cock and stopped breathing for a second. This was the first time I had seen a real cock right in front of me like that. Up to this point, all I had done was some heavy petting and gave a few hand jobs to my ex-boyfriend, but that was always with my hand in his pants, never with his cock exposed like that. Tommy’s cock wasn’t as long as the guys in the movie, but it was thick and stilled looked bigger than I thought it would be. He laid back against the sofa and looked down at himself, then looked over at me.

“Well, w-w-what do y-you think?” he stammered.

I stared at his cock for a few seconds. I could see it twitching every time his heart beat, which apparently was beating pretty damn fast. I looked back at the TV and the guy getting his cock sucked and then back a Tommy a few times. My hand was still inside my panties and rubbing my clit in slow circles. I could feel my breath coming faster as I kept looking at his cock.

“I think it’s not as long as that guy’s, but you still have a pretty big cock.” I looked at him again and felt myself blush. I couldn’t believe what I was going to say. “Why don’t you stroke it for me so I can compare it better?”

Tommy looked down at himself and slowly grabbed his cock at the base and held it straight up from his body. He started to move his hand up and down, squeezing and stroking his cock. He was moving his hand back and forth making his cock rock a little from side to side. I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

Tommy looked over at me and saw me staring at his cock. I was breathing in short little pants while I rubbed my pussy under my panties. I finally glanced up at Tommy’s face and he stopped stroking his cock, but still held it squeezing it in his hand.

Tommy’s arap escort voice was husky when he finally spoke to me. “So I have to ask…does your pussy look like the girls in the movie?” Tommy swallowed and waited.

I looked at him for a few seconds, then slowly pulled my hand out of my panties. While he stared at my crotch I reached down and pulled my panties to the side and showed him my newly trimmed pussy. His eyes got wider when he saw the wetness on my cleanly shaven pussy lips.

“Wow,” he said. “It looks great. You trimmed it didn’t you?”

I nodded. “After you showed me that picture from the magazine, I decided to trim mine the same way. Does it look the same to you?”

He grinned a little. “I’n not sure,” he said. “That girl in the picture had a finger stuck in her pussy. Why don’t you finger yourself a little so I can compare it better?”

I looked at him and smiled. Then I lifted my ass of the sofa and pulled my panties off. I put them under my ass because I could feel my pussy juices running down to my asshole and I didn’t want to put a stain on the sofa. I laid back against the sofa and started to rub my pussy slit up and down, circling around my clit. Then while Tommy watched, I slid a finger down and into my pussy. I arched my back and gasped a little as it went in.

Tommy groaned and started stroking his cock faster. “Jesus, that looks so hot,” he said. “Does it feel as good as it looks?”

I was sliding my finger in and out, pressing it against the inside walls of my pussy. “God, it feels great,” I said. I looked over at Tommy stroking his cock. He had it pressed flat against his body and was stroking it hard from the base to the top. As he pulled his hand up his cock he would squeeze hard, then relax his grip as he stroked back down. “That looks like it feels pretty damn good too,” I said.

Tommy grunted and kept stroking while he watched my finger go in and out of my pussy. I made a decision and reached down to the hem of my top and pulled it up over my tits. “I guess if your going to see my pussy, you should see it all,” I said. I reached up and cupped my tit, then pinched the nipple like the girls in the magazines. My hand was moving faster and I knew I was going to cum.

Tommy leaned his head back and let out a load groan as streams of white cum shot out from the end of his cock all over his chest and stomach. As soon as I saw him coming it sent me over the edge. “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my god,” I kept saying as waves of pleasure crashed though my pussy. I laid back on the sofa panting, trying to catch my breath.

Tommy looked at me. We were both sweating and breathing hard.

“Let’s go get cleaned up and dressed,” I said. “Then meet me back here in 30 minutes – we need to talk.”

I got up off the sofa and picked up my panties and headed for my room. Tommy was still sitting on the sofa as I climbed the steps to my bedroom. I figured it was time for me and Tommy to figure out what we wanted to do about our new desires.

Submissive Ch. 04

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Submissive IV- Robert’s Home

It was Friday afternoon and Carol Johnson was heading home. She’d been looking forward to this weekend for several weeks now. Her daughter’s senior class play was this weekend, one show tomorrow night and one show Sunday afternoon. Although putting on the play itself was quite exciting, the hard work and time commitment leading up to it had been very demanding, not only for Kristin, who had a supporting role in the play, but for Carol as well. Carol had volunteered to help out with the production and had been to rehearsals six nights a week for the last three weeks.

Rehearsals had also marked the rebirth of Carol’s sexuality, including the emergence of a submissive, bi-sexual side she’d never exhibited before. It had started two weeks ago when Carol was taken by her daughter’s best friend, Becky, after rehearsal one night. It culminated earlier this week when she’d submitted to Billy, another high school senior in the play. In between, she was taken by her own daughter and had become her lover.

Yes, the hectic schedule associated with the last three weeks would not be missed. But the new elements of her sexuality that had emerged on account of the play would be a part of her life forever.

But of equal importance, tonight her son was coming home from college for the weekend. Robert was in his second year of college, attending a university across the state. She hadn’t seen her oldest child since Christmas break, nearly two months ago. His homecoming meant a temporary change in the sleeping arrangements that she and her daughter had come to enjoy, but it was only for one weekend. Her new lifestyle was not something she planned on sharing with her son.

* * *

As she pulled into her driveway at about 5:30, she noticed that Robert’s car was already there. She hurried into the house and found him sitting in the living room with Kristin.

“Hi, baby,” she greeted him. He rose from his seat and they gave each other a warm hug. “How was your trip?”

“It was fine, mom. How have things been with you?”

“Hectic,” she replied. “But things should slow down after the weekend. I’m so glad you could make it back for your sister’s play.”

“Aw, Mom. You know I’d never miss little sister’s dramatic debut,” he grinned.

“You guys sit down and talk while I go change. I’ll be right back,” Carol said.

She returned in a few minutes, wearing a powder blue jogging outfit, with no shoes or socks. She noticed that Robert had pulled a kitchen chair into the living room and was sitting on that. “Is something wrong, honey?” she asked. “Why are you sitting in that chair?”

“I’m fine, mom. This chair just feels good after two half hours in the car.”

“Okay,” Carol answered, taking a seat on the sofa. “Where’s Kristin?”

“She went to her room for a minute. She should be right back.”

It was several minutes before Kristin returned. When she did, she moved directly to the sofa and sat down immediately next to her mom. She was so close, in fact, that their thighs were pressing against each other. Such closeness in the presence of Robert made Carol very uneasy. She wanted to move over, but she was already at the end of the couch and she didn’t dare draw attention to her nervousness by moving to a different seat.

Kristin and Robert were talking together as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Gradually, Carol began to relax and enter into the conversation. But when Kristin’s hand slid onto her thigh and squeezed, she gasped audibly.

“Are you okay, mom?” Robert asked.

“Is something wrong, mom?” Kristin chirped in, again squeezing her mom’s leg, then rubbing her hand up and down her thigh.

Carol was barely able to control her shaking. “I’m fine,” she said. “Just a little gas, that’s all.” What was wrong with Kristin, she wondered. What was she trying to do? But then she looked at Robert, who was acting like nothing unusual was happening. Maybe she was just overreacting, she thought to herself.

But still, she couldn’t get her mind off of Kristin’s hand moving slowly back and forth on her thigh as she talked to Robert. And in spite of herself, she realized that it felt good and that it was turning her on.

It was at that moment that Kristin leaned over, wrapped her arms around her, and kissed her hard. Instinctively, Carol opened her mouth in response to the kiss. The kiss was short, but powerful, and left Carol dazed and confused.

“Kristin,” she stammered, “what are you doing?”

A sly little smile slid across Kristin’s lips. “What I’m doing is showing Robert his dear sweet mother’s true colors.”

A deep crimson flooded Carol’s cheeks. “But Kristin, he’s my son!” came her whispered response.

“And I’m your daughter and you didn’t let that little fact keep you from fucking me!”

“Kristen!” Carol gasped, turning her head briefly towards her son, then returning her horrified gaze quickly to her daughter.

“And I’m his brother and that hasn’t stopped us from doing it, either.”

A gaziantep escort death-like silence filled the air as the Kristin’s words echoed through Carol’s head. Finally, she swallowed the massive lump in her throat and managed to take a breath. “You . . . and Robert?”

“Enough talk!” Kristin countered firmly. “On your feet . . . slut!”

But Carol — stunned, shocked and mortified at what she’d heard — couldn’t find the strength to do anything other than sit there and stare at daughter with her mouth hanging agape. Finally, she managed to blink her eyes and shake her head. “But . . .”

“No ‘buts,'” Kristin interrupted firmly. “Now, I gave you an order, didn’t I?”

Even at this point, there was a part of Carol that was screaming no, this is too much! But the thought of disappointing or disobeying her daughter ultimately was to much to overcome. So, in a voice that was so soft it could barely be heard, she dropped her head and responded.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” Kristin immediately retorted.

Carol swallowed the lump in her throat, then lifted her head to face her daughter. “Yes, Miss Kristin,” she said. Then, without another word, she rose to her feet and awaited her next instruction.

A moment after Carol rose, Kristin rose, and then stepped to the center of the room. “Come her, slut.”

This time Carol moved to obey without protest.

“Turn and face your son,” Kristin commanded. “And don’t take your eyes off of him.”

Reluctantly, Carol turned to Robert and lowered her eyes to his. It was at that moment that what little remaining pride and self-respect she may have had melted away. After all, it was one thing to engage in an incestuous affair like her children obviously had. It was quite another for a middle-aged mother of two to submit herself to the whims of her daughter — not to mention her daughter’s girlfriend — like the lust-crazed slut she’d obviously become.

After a painfully long moment, Kristin placed her hands on her shoulders as she stepped behind her. Carol felt the hands of her lover — her mistress — as they gently massaged her shoulders. And when her daughter’s hands found her breasts, caressing them through her top, pulling her body back until she pressed against her daughter’s tits, she groaned helplessly.

A moment later Kristin reached for the zipper of her sweatshirt causing Carol to gasp as she instinctively lifted her hands to stop her. For a moment, neither woman spoke, and neither woman moved.

“I really don’t want to punish you,” Kristin finally said. “But if I have to, I will. The choice is yours.”

Carol hesitated one more second, before easing her hands back to her sides. “I’m sorry, Miss Kristin,” she said, still not taking her eyes off Robert. “Please forgive me.”

Her daughter leaned in and kissed her gently on the ear. “There, there. Don’t worry, slut. Miss Kristin’s going to take real good care of you tonight. Just relax now.” But Carol didn’t relax. Not even a little.

The next thing she knew, the zipper of her sweatshirt was slipping slowly downward. When it finally reached the bottom and released, she felt her daughter’s hands move to her shoulders and ease the garment down her arms.

Her whole body was shaking when Kristin released the clasp that secured her bra. And even as she struggled to comprehend exactly how fast things were happening, her daughter was tossing her bra onto Robert’s lap and she was standing before her son topless, her tits fully exposed. With no small amount of desperation, she stared at him, searching for some sign of understanding. But his face was blank.

She felt her sweatpants and panties sliding over her hips, then slipping down her legs to pool around her feet. Then, after Kristin lightly tapped her leg, she lifted each foot obediently.

Naked!

Behind her, Kristin stood up and wrapped her arms around her stomach. “What do you think of my slut, big brother?”

“She’s absolutely gorgeous, sis,” Robert said, a smile finally emerging on his face. “She doesn’t seem to always obey quite as quickly as she should, but she certainly is a beautiful creature.”

As Carol stood there, she felt a certain pride in her appearance. After all, how many 40 year olds could get comments like that from a 20 year old? She felt her nipples stiffen as she stood before him, awaiting her mistress’s next instructions.

“It looks like you’re getting to her, Robert. Look at her nipples perking up.”

Reaching between her mother’s legs, Kristin dipped her fingers into her pussy. Carol gasped. “And look at this. She’s soaking wet,” she said as she held her fingers to her mother’s lips.

Without any urging, Carol took the fingers in her mouth and sucked off her own juices.

Next, Kristin’s hands returned to her mother’s body, wandering over her breasts, squeezing her mounds, pinching and pulling her nipples, causing Carol’s body to tingle, even as a moan escaped her lips. And again, she searched her son’s eyes adıyaman escort for signs of approval, even as her daughter pulled a hand from her breast and eased it down to her pussy,

When Kristin’s fingers entered her pussy Carol shivered, her pleasure continuing to grow as her daughter caressed her tits with one hand and pumped her pussy with the other.

And then Kristin stopped.

Carol almost collapsed in shock as the pleasure was abruptly halted. “On the floor, slut,” Kristin commanded before her head had a chance to clear. “On your back, your pussy towards your son.” But when her mother didn’t immediately obey, she was forced to add a terse, “Now, slut!”

Shaken from her momentary daze, Carol dropped to the floor and assumed the appropriate position.

“Now, slut, I want you to masturbate for your son. Show him what a perverted, twisted fuck you really are.”

With all doubt strangely vanquished, there was no hesitation as Carol put her hands quickly to work, wandering over her body as she squirmed hungrily over the floor before him. Her left hand grabbed her tits, squeezing them, massaging them, pulling them. Her right hand shot to her pussy, digging deep into her folds, pumping in and out as if the safety of the world depended on her orgasm.

As aroused as she was, she knew she wouldn’t last long. She could feel the pleasure wave building within her as she tried to keep her eyes on Robert. But they closed on their own accord when her orgasm hit home, leaving her writhing and squirming on the floor while her fully clothed son and daughter looked on.

Her chest still gasping for air, she slowly regained some sense of where she was. Opening her eyes, she immediately searched out Robert’s eyes, again searching for some sign of approval, or at least understanding. And this time, when she found his eyes, she also found an ear-to-ear grin covering his face.

Her reverie was broken by Kristin’s voice. “That was very nice, slut. Did you enjoy masturbating for you son?”

“Yes, Ma’am. I enjoyed it very much,” she answered honestly, her eyes glued to Robert’s.

“I think Robert would like to play with your titties,” Kristin commented. “Don’t you?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” she answered quickly. “May I let him, Ma’am?” she added hopefully.

“Of course you may.”

Slowly, Carol rolled to her knees, got to her feet and walked to where her son sat in the straight back, armless kitchen chair. Straddling his legs, she lowered herself onto his lap, before reaching her hands out and running them slowly through his hair. When she leaned over and pressed her lips to his, he responded eagerly, their tongues meeting in a miniature dance of love.

While their tongues did their special dance, she felt his hands slide onto her tits. Moaning with pleasure, she pressed her lips harder against his, even as she pushed her breasts further into his grasp. He responded without hesitation, squeezing and massaging the breasts before withdrawing his lips from hers and moving them towards her heaving orbs.

She pulled him to her quickly, pulling his hair as his mouth assaulted first one breast, then the other. Her excitement once more building as she released his hair and reached for her love button, pulling back the hood with her left hand, even as she attacked the swollen bud with her right.

And then, as her son’s teeth bit down firmly on her nips, another orgasm wracked her body.

When he finally withdrew his mouth, his mother’s limp body collapsed against him. He wrapped his arms around her, stroking her back and hair softly as she nuzzled against him, still not quite fully recovered.

He held her like that for several minutes, both of them satisfied to let the moment last.

It was Kristin that finally shattered the peace. “Slut!”

Carol responded slowly and with a gentle push from Robert. “Yes, Miss Kristin.”

“Isn’t it time that you relieved your poor son of his pent up anxiety?” she asked.

Carol instantly perked up. “Yes, Miss Kristin”

“I think a blow job would be in order, if that’s alright with your son,” she responded.

All eyes looked to Robert. “Yes,” he said pensively. “I think a blow job would be perfect.”

Without getting off Robert’s lap, Carol began unbuttoning her son’s shirt. It went slowly, her hands shaking with anticipation. When she finally got the shirt unbuttoned, she pushed it over his shoulders and off of first one arm, and then the other, before finally discarding it in the corner.

Finally regaining some of her composure, she ran her fingertips gently over his chest. “I haven’t touched this chest since I used to bathe you,” she said quietly. Then, leaning over, she circled his chest with her tongue, before biting softly on his nipples.

She rose from his lap and stood before him. Taking his hands in hers, she pulled him to his feet. Quickly, she reached for his belt, undid it, and unsnapped his snap. Then she dropped to her knees before him and akkent escort slid his unwanted pants down his legs.

She gasped when she saw him. Eight inches long he stood, and so thick she wasn’t sure she could get her mouth around it. She stroked it lovingly as he stepped out of his pants.

She felt Kristin’s hands on her head. “It’s beautiful, don’t you think?”

“Oh, my yes,” she answered reverently. “It’s absolutely gorgeous.” She looked up at Robert, and then back to his cock. Reaching out with her tongue, she gently circled the eye of his monster, taking just the head into her mouth. She bobbed on his tip a few times before withdrawing and running her tongue up and down his length, stroking him firmly with her hand as he met her strokes with little thrusts of his own. Then she returned the tip to her lips and took him again. Only this time she didn’t settle for just the tip, instead straining to take his entire width, sliding as much of him into her mouth as she could. And then she began bobbing her head up and down.

“Oh yeah, baby, that’s it,” she heard him moan. “Just like that.”

Excited by his words of encouragement, she increased her efforts, continuing to work his rod until, without warning, his hands grabbed hold of her head, held her motionless and began thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth like it was his own little fuck hole.

At first she almost gagged, but somehow she managed to keep on, weathering his lust-filled onslaught with pride and determination. It was only a few moments later that she got her reward as his body went tense and his seed began shooting into her mouth.

Determined to make him proud, she swallowed as much of him as she could, but ultimately his excitement proved too much as the last few drops slipped from the corner of her mouth and onto her cheeks.

And then it was over. Slowly, she released him and let him ease into the chair. Their eyes met and he smiled at her. “That was amazing, Mom.” he said. “Simply amazing.”

She smiled, rose to her feet, and turned to her daughter, who was sitting on the sofa fully dressed, and held out her arms invitingly.

Kristin rose quickly and crossed the short distance to her mother. They immediately fell into each other’s arms, locking their lips together in a long, passionate kiss. Withdrawing her lips at last, Kristin licked Roberts cum off her mom’s cheeks and chin, then returned her lips to Carol’s with Robert’s cum included. Then they kissed some more, before Carol finally broke their embrace and pulled Kristin’s T-shirt swiftly over her head.

After exposing her daughter’s bra-less breasts, Carol bent over to nibble on her stiff nipples. She felt Kristin’s hands running through her hair, heard her moaning soft little words of encouragement. Wasting very little time, Carol reached down and pushed Kristin’s sweatpants over her firm ass and down her legs.

Needing absolutely no prompting, Kristin kicked the pants quickly aside, leaving a naked mother and daughter wrapped in a tender embrace, their hands needfully exploring each other’s body while their naked son/brother looked on.

Clearly, the action before him was getting to Robert. Like most men, it was Robert’s fantasy to watch two women making love, but when the two women were his mother and sister, it was almost too much to bear. Despite having shot his load only minutes before from his mom’s blow job, he could already feel the excitement returning to his cock.

As he watched, the two women eased down to their knees without breaking their embrace. Taking a rare initiative, his mom eased Kristin onto her back. Then, moving quicker, she straddled her daughter’s head, bent over and buried her face in her pussy.

Robert watched the women’s 69 intently, gently stroking his cock while the two women went at each other. He watched as they writhed on the floor, moaning as their pleasure mounted. He found himself unable to take his eyes off his mother’s pussy, which was pointed directly at him, sitting just beneath her dark hole, and framed by her gorgeous checks.

Finally, he dropped to his knees, grabbed hold of his mother’s ass cheeks and moved his cock to the gates of her pussy. He paused briefly, revelling in the feeling of his sister’s tongue dancing back and forth between his tool and his mother’s dripping pussy. And then he eased his cock in.

For a moment, Carol abandoned Kristin’s pussy, raising her head and turning back to look at her son. She smiled at him, a glassy look in her eyes, before turning back to her daughter’s treasure as Robert grabbed her by both hips and began pumping his member in and out. It was a moment or so later before Carol abandoned any pretence of eating Kristin’s cunt in favor of rocking her body in concert with his thrusts.

Soon, they were both moaning loudly, slamming into each other, with Kristin trying to lick or suck any body part that came into range while her hands were thrusting madly in and out of her own pussy. And then the orgasms began.

First was Carol, her body shaking wildly as she moaned in pleasure. Then Kristin grabbed hold of her mom’s waist, pulling her down on her as her orgasm washed over her body. And finally Robert, thrusting his cock into his mother’s pussy as she lay atop her daughter, trying to squeeze out every drop of semen that he could.

Nursing Home Visit

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My grandmother has been put in a nursing home. She is 92 and I miss her a lot. When I was growing up, she lived 2 blocks behind us and I would visit her several times a week. We were best buds.

As I got older, time would not permit me to see her as often, but I would try. When I was away at college, I would drop my things off at my parents’ house, and see her before I went out with my friends.

I married and would take my children to see her. They grew to love her as I did. It was hard for the family to put her in that home, but she is more than just fragile with age, she needs medications that are beyond our comprehension. Now her mind wanders. Sometimes she is completely there, and we talk about so many things, and other times she can’t quite recall you I am.

Many of the residents are like her. Most are younger, and some, much younger. At first I didn’t notice too many of them. I wanted to concentrate on my grandmother. I wasn’t really sure if I wanted to notice the rest of the residents, and I wasn’t sure if I should notice the rest. But as time when on, I got to know most of the people and the staff there. They all have their good days and bad.

Sometimes, when my grandmother was having one of her bad days, I would walk down the hall, not thinking or looking around, just moving. On one of those days, I was walking down her hall and heard someone say “Hey, Joey.”

It was Lois, one of the younger residents, in room 514, two rooms down. She had seen me as I passed her doorway.

“Hi, Lois,” I said, putting on what I thought was a good front.

“Your grandmother not doing too good today?” she asked.

I went in and sat in the extra chair and talked about how hard it was to she her deteriorate like that. Lois was sympathetic and listened. It lifted the load from me. I started to feel better and responded to her questions and soon we were having a nice conversation.

On my subsequent visits, if my grandmother was not up to conversation, I found myself drifting down to Lois’ room. Her face would light up when I walked in. I liked it when she smiled. I found myself thinking about Lois more and more when I was away from the nursing home.

We talked about her late husband, their life and how their only son was killed in an auto accident. I was bold enough to tell her I thought she was still a very beautiful woman and that she probably turned a lot of heads over the years. She blushed, but said “I have some photo albums if you would like to see them.”

“I would like that.” I said and she pulled open the bedside table drawer and pulled out two well-worn albums.

We looked through them and I saw her entire life transpire, from black-and-white to color and from youth to senior citizen.

As we looked at the photos, I could see the young Lois was very good looking and had quite a figure. I found myself looking at the woman beside me and for the first time, I was looking at her as a woman. The figure was still there, but she wore her clothing to disguise it. Oh, the bust was lower and skin a little wrinkled, but she seemed to have all the parts. My mind began to wonder if certain parts still worked.

“Lois, you were quite a looker back then, but you know, you’ve still got it too.”

“Thank you Joey, but I think you’re just being nice to an old lady.”

“No, I mean it,” I said. Then I looked at my watch and looked at her. “I need to be going now,” I said. Her eyes looked down a little. “But I will be back to see you again, if you don’t mind.” I said. She looked up at me and her face was sparkling again. I leaned over to give her a kiss on the cheek. She turned and our lips met. I felt a tingle of electricity run through me. There was escort gaziantep bayan a lot of life left in her.

I got up and walked to the door and as a passed through I looked back and saw her smiling.

On my next visit, my grandmother was sleeping and instead of going in and sitting, as I usually do, I quickly went down to see if Lois was in her room. She was there and was wearing a dress I have not seen before. “Joey,” she said, “I was so hoping to see you today.”

“You look great.” I said as I walked toward her. The red and white dress had short wide sleeves, a gathered waist and came just to her knees as she sat there. She left the top few buttons open and there was the hint of cleavage showing. She was not as thin as she once was, but she was not heavy. The few extra pounds helped her face to look less wrinkled, and much of it found its way to her chest. Normally, her chest was not as noticeable, but today, she seemed to have it accented. I noticed she wasn’t wearing hose.

I thought I would see if I was imagining things or did she dress up for me, so I leaned to kiss her before I sat down. She not only let me kiss her, she grabbed the back of my head and held my lips tight to hers. When we broke, I sat next to her. I’m not sure if I sat down, or my knees gave out. I could feel the blood rushing to my cock.

“Thank you for being so nice to an old lady,” she said.

“I wasn’t being nice, I thoroughly enjoyed that,” I said, “and given the chance, I’d be happy to do it again.”

“Well then, come here” she said, and reached out her arms. As I was sitting on her right, her left arm went to the back of my head, and her right arm around my back. I leaned toward her and put my right arm around her waist. She pulled me tighter and as I bent my right elbow, it squeezed her left breast. I was worried that she would throw me out of the room, but she didn’t move at all. I started to move backward and she applied more pressure to the back of my head and brought me tighter to her. She opened her mouth and the instant I felt her tongue on my lips, I opened my mouth and our tongues met. While our tongues were playing with each other, she leaned her left shoulder back slightly and I took that as a “go ahead” sign and brought my right hand back and cupped her full breast. I could feel her nipple harden through her dress and bra. I gave it a gentle pinch.

“You know, Joey, this is a private room, but not with the door open. Why don’t you go over and close the door.” I got up and walked to the door. And Joey,” she said, “turn the lock.”

I did as she asked and when I turned around I saw she had moved from the chair to the edge of her bed. I walked up to her and kissed her on the lips and with my hand behind her head, I eased her back to the prone position on the bed. She kicked off her shoes and brought up her legs, so she was now lying in the middle of her bed. I laid down beside her and propping myself up on my left arm, I moved myself up and kissed her. I allowed my chest to put some wait on her right breast. I could feel its volume between us. I squeezed her left breast again with my right hand. When I pinched her nipple again, she let out a soft moan. I massaged her breast and then slid my hand to her buttons.

I unbuttoned each of her buttons. When I had unbuttoned her below her bra, I began to kiss her chin and then her neck. I continued to unbutton the dress as my trail of kisses made it to her mounds. I started kissing the exposed portion of each breast as my hand worked feverishly to open the remaining buttons. When I had undone the last button, I raised myself up and looked into her eyes. The body before gaziantep escort cim cif bayan me may have aged, but the eyes were that of the sexy young woman I had seen in the pictures. I moved my hands and took a breast in each one. I lowered my head to hers as I squeezed her breasts. She was moaning again and moving her legs.

I rolled her on to her side, reached behind her and unclasped her bra. I laid her on her back and eased her bra off her breasts. Her nipples were surprisingly dark and extended. I put her left breast in my hand, and lowered my lips to it and began sucking on it. She was writhing with pleasure as I suckled on her. I reached up and brought the shoulder of her dress down her arm. She easily slipped her are out of it. I did the same with the other arm and she was out of her dress. Grasping the center of her bra, I lifted it up and away from her. She straightened her arms and the bra was off. I cupped her breasts in my hands and began kissing the nipples. First one and then the other.

“Oh Joey, I want to feel your skin against mine,” she said and pushed me back to a sitting position. She began unbuttoning my shirt, pulled it out of my pants, unbuttoned the remaining buttons and pushed it off my shoulders.

She returned to the bed and pulled my chest onto hers. I kept my hips off of her, so as not to allow too much weight on her and to allow access to her panties. As we kissed, I moved my chest which caused her flattened breasts to roll between us. My hand slid down her side, along the outside of her hips and down the outside of her leg to her knee. I came up over her knee and began to move my hand up the inside of her leg. She opened her leg to allow me to continue.

When I got to her panties, they were wet! I always believed the old stories about “dried-up old women,” but I know now those stories are wrong.

I pressed my palm against her mound and I could feel her moving her hips against my hand. This woman was a wildcat. She was pressing her pussy into my hand and trying to suck my tongue down her throat.

I moved her panties aside and slipped a finger into her pussy. It felt wonder in there. I withdrew my finger and sat up. She got a disappointed look on her face, and in mock crying she said, “You’re not leaving me, are you?”

“No,” I said, “I need to do something.” I reached down and taking the sides of her panties, I began to peel them down. She raised up her hips to allow me to get them down. I looked at her pussy as I was bringing them to her knees. The mostly dark hair matched the hair color I had seen in the pictures. While I can’t know if it thinned over the years, her patch was still thick and curly.

I slid the panties down the rest of the way, and off her feet. I moved down to the bottom of the bad and lifting up her leg, I began kissing the inside of her calf. She relaxed completely and I began kissing my way up her leg, to her knee and up her thigh. She laid on the bed, and I moved her legs apart, and brought my head down to her pussy. I could smell the desire that was glistening on the hairs outside her lips. I put my fingers on each side and opened them. I blew gently on the insides and then followed my breath with my lips. I kissed her pussy up and down the length of it. She was moaning and her hips were beginning to move up and down. I pulled her lips open again and licked her from bottom to top in one stroke. I felt her tighten up as my tongue crawled over her clit, so I sucked on it and she squeezed my head with her thighs. I just brought this senior citizen to orgasm!

I backed off a little to allow her to recuperate, and then started kissing her pussy cinsel bilgiler again. I kissed her up and down a few times and then started pushing my tongue inside her pussy. I pushed my head in harder and moved my head up and down over her pussy. Her moaning changed to grunting and she reached down and pushed my head into her with her hands. It was like she was trying to send my head-first into her womb. I continued my licking and bobbing until I felt her stiffen again. I slowed down and gently licked the juices flowing from this ancient and wonderful pussy.

I stopped and got to a kneeing position, to look at her. I looked down to see her soaked and shining pussy. I moved my look up her wrinkled and soft abdomen, and then to her ample breasts. They were sagging slightly out to the sides, but the nipples were hard and erect. I then looked up to her face. She had had her eyes closed, and as I looked at her she said, “That was wonderful. I haven’t felt this good in years. But now I need you in me. Get out of those pants and take me. Now!”

I got off the bed at her feet, and undid my zipper and belt and opening the pants, I grabbed the pants and underpants and slid them down my legs at the same time. I steeped out of my shoes and leaving my socks on, I moved up on to the bed, between her legs and braced myself above her on my straight arms. I looked her in the eyes, and lowed myself onto her. As our lips met, the tip of my cock was at the entrance to her pussy. I kissed her deeply and pulled my head up to see her face.

She looked back at my and put her hand on my buttocks. She applied some pressure and I moved my dick slowly into her. The head slipped into her and about another inch and she stopped her pressure on my butt. I stopped moving into her, and allowed her to grow comfortable with my dick inside her. Very soon she was pushing my hips into hers again. She backed off the pressure for a moment and I eased out of her slightly.

A smile came over her face and I pushed into her again, and then backed it out again. I did that a second time and then a third time. Then I pushed into her with my full length.

“Yeeesssssssssss” came hoarsely out of her mouth.

I felt the juices flowing around my dick and I started stroking her, in and out. She was moaning and moving her hips.

We continued on for several minutes until I could feel the pressure in my balls building up. I increased the tempo and she was thrusting back with me. Soon I was grunting and ramming my cock into her pussy. The pressure was at the point of no return and I laid onto her and grabbed her breasts with both hands and squeezed them. She pulled her legs around my hips and held me inside her. I could feel the final pressure and pushed in as deep as I could and held it inside her. I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefingers and felt the explosion of my dick inside her. She too had felt it and she stiffened with the biggest orgasm of the day.

We soon relaxed and I propped myself on my arms. I wanted to get my weight off her. She smiled and looked at me. “I never thought I would feel that way again. You have given me the greatest gift a woman could get.”

“I don’t know what to say, I have never had a woman respond like you and I feel like I should be thanking you.”

I moved slowly off the bed and pulled up my underpants and pants. I then moved around to the head of the bed and sat on the edge and kissed her again. She responded with a kiss that went straight from my lips to my dick and back again.

I got my shirt and put it on and gathered up her bra and panties and she began to get dressed.

As we were doing the final smoothing of our clothes, there was a knock at the door: “Dinner in 15 minutes, Lois.”

“I’ve worked up quite an appetite today” she whispered with a wink and a smile.

My grandmother got worse, but mercifully, she passed quickly. I still visit the nursing home though. My wife thinks I’m doing it because I am such a nice guy. I’m not going to argue with her. And Lois says there is someone new at the home she thinks I should meet.

Neighbor Becomes Angel to Widower

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It was a sad day when a woman Jan admired, friendly neighbor Channel, died. She was the woman who did all the parties on their street, made great deserts and kept her husband, Harold, always happy.

For a few months Harold seemed so despondent, his adult children had come there for a while, but had to get back to their families.

Jan had often played at the family’s house, she was a friend of their daughter, and often would watch Channel cook and bake for the family. In some ways Channel was like her mom away from home.

Now that Jan was 26 years old, she still lived at home, working part-time, and was a very caring individual. She talked with her mom about Harold, and her mom suggested she go over and see what she could do for him. So that’s what she did.

Knowing Channel’s recipe for lemon bars, and how often she made them, Jan set-out to create the bakery confection, and ended up making it three times before it resembled and tasted close to what Channel had done always from scratch the first time.

She walked over with a plate of the lemon bars and knocked on the door. It took Harold a good two minutes before he got to the door, and asked in a gruff voice, “Who is it?”

“It’s Jan from next door, I came to see you.” Harold opened the door, saw it was Jan, and welcomed her inside.

“These are lemon bars I made from observing your wife making them. I hope you like them,” Jan said as she handed them over. She had to reach up to give them to Harold, who stood 6’5″, compared to Jan’s petite stature of 5′ 3″ which was close to the height of his late wife.

Harold invited Jan inside, and asked her to come to the kitchen, and she saw the mess. She asked Harold to sit down, and she made some coffee and cleaned all the plates and flatware, and glasses that had piled up in the sink.

They sat together having coffee and lemon bars, which Harold said were close to what Channel had made. He said he had been lonely since she left and was hoping to bayan escort find some company.

Jan remembered what her mom had said, to see what she could do for Harold, and it seemed this was her chance.

“Well, I could keep you company, and what should I call you, as whenever I was over here, I used to call Channel by her name,” Jan said.

“For now you could call me Harold, and how often would you want to come over?”

“Depending on my work schedule, I would really find it nice to come here each day, help you with your meals and cleaning around here, making you feel special.”

Jan cleaned what she could in his home, and let Harold know she would be back tomorrow. She returned home and told her mom what happened, and over dinner they decided it would be nice if Jan did spend more time with Harold and try to make him happy.

Over night Jan decided to make several meals for Harold. She went to an overnight supermarket and got all the necessary items, and made sauerbraten, a flavorful brisket, and several chicken meals. It was near dawn when she was all done, and knowing Harold was up usually around 4 a.m., she gathered up everything and walked over to his house. She placed the items on the porch and knocked on the door. This time Harold was faster to respond, and he saw a cheerful Jan, holding a bountiful of food, and gladly welcomed her inside.

Taking all the food to the kitchen, Jan told Harold, “I made these according to Channel’s specifications. I used to spend a lot of time with her in the kitchen when I was younger and remembered all these great dished she made for you.”

Harold thanked her and over the following weeks Jan spent more time at his home, cooked and baked for him, and soon Harold had an idea.

When Jan was over having dinner, he said, “You have brought new life to me and in this house, and I feel you are almost like Channel in so many ways. Would you consider living with me and creating a escort bayan new life? You are about Channel’s size and so far, I have all her clothes. You could wear them if you like.”

“That sounds like a great idea. I would love to help you out,” Jan said. With that, Harold stood up from the table and picked Jan up, as he was still quite strong for a man in his 60s. She weighed about 110 pounds, but Harold carried her with ease to his bedrooms and laid her down on his large bed.

“I hope this doesn’t startle you, but I have grown attractive to you since you have come over here, seeing you as if you have been Channel, and I would like to treat you how I did my late wife, if that is alright with you?”

Sensing she was going to be the object of his affection, like he used to hear Channel talk about, Jan readily said yes, and Harold kissed her softly and then with more passion, she held onto his large back and stroked his gray hair and gave herself up to him.

Harold picked Jan up and removed her top with one hand and unsnapped her bra. Jan had small boobs, and Harold liked them. He kissed her breasts, slowly getting to her pink areoles and then slipping her left nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently and then with more force with his tongue. Once it was hard as a rock, he did the same to her right nipple, as Jan responded with heavy breathing and a racing heart.

“You are so wonderful, Harold. You are making me feel so great.”

He then slipped her pants off, and gently ripped off her panties with his right hand. Jan had kicked off her flip flops, and Harold picked her up and raised her pussy to his mouth. Holding her with one hand, he gently used a finger to rub her outer labia like a rough feather. Jan was moaning like she used to hear Channel when she was playing with their daughter. She used to think she was hearing wrestling, but now understood it was Harold making sensual love to his wife, and now to her. Harold bayan escort gaziantep inserted a finger into her soft pussy, tracing the inside labia. He pulled it out and tasted it and smiled.

“You taste even better than my wife.”

Jan’s eyes were rolling back with that comment, and when Harold placed his mouth on her pussy and placed his large tongue inside, which was moving all over and tantalizing Jan more and more, she was breathing heavily and arched her breasts upward as she was having one of her biggest orgasms of her life.

When Jan relaxed and caught her breath, Harold placed her on the bed, and started removing his own clothes. He had a big chest and stomach that had a large roll of fat, and when he removed his pants and boxer shorts, Jan saw a large puff of gray hair, surrounding a big cock. Harold saw her eyes widen and said, “Channel loved my penis, she said it was the largest thing she ever saw.”

Harold picked Jan up again, and stabbed her pussy with his hard cock, slowly sliding in. He pressed Jan forward and backward to slide against his cock, the first time Jan had had that experience and she found it amazing. Harold held onto her like she was so little and continued with stroking himself by raising and lowering her on his cock for several minutes.

She was having mini orgasms as Harold used his other hand to finger her clitoris, and Jan couldn’t think anymore, her mind was full of immense pleasure. Harold used his other hand to roll Jan’s nipples in between his large fingers, as he continued to raise and lower her body to stroke his cock.

After what seemed to her like a long time, Harold stopped and let her sit on his cock. He then raised her off and his cock spurted white thick cum onto her face, neck and breasts. Four more spurts of cum landed on her body, and Harold raised her up to kiss, and asked if Jan liked what happened.

“This was the most amazing I felt, you are the best lover, you must have made Channel the happiest woman in the world, and I hope I can do the same for you.”

“You already have my little angel,” he said.

In a few weeks Jan had moved all her belongings over and was living full-time. His daughter didn’t like it, but to Harold, he hand found renewed life with Jan, who he sometimes thought of as Channel.

My Older Secretary

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I’m 32 years old. My divorce was finalized about six months ago (no children). I consider myself to be good looking man, am in good shape, have a good high paying job, and somehow managed to keep my large house in the divorce. Prior to getting married, I had had sex with two women. My wife and I had a decent enough sex life before things fell apart, though certainly nothing interesting enough to write about.

I manage an office of about 50 employees for a larger company. I have two secretaries. April is about 40 years old, tall, with a pretty face, pale skin; has beautiful long blond/brown hair, and enormous tits. She’s thick, but would never be described as fat or even overweight. She wasn’t necessarily a head turner, but after work conversations with the other managers over drink about the good looking women on staff usually got around to her rack at some point.

April was well liked at the office. She was happy 100% of the time seemingly. She was a killer cook and made quick friends on holidays and Fridays when the staff did potlucks. She was a mom of two elementary school aged kids, and dressed like it with lame sweatshirts, and clothes that advertised whatever holiday was upcoming. She was married to her college sweetheart who also made good money.

April would often invite me over for dinner at her house on nights when I had to work late. She lived minutes from the office while I commuted about an hour. Since she was a great cook, I started taking her up on her offers. Her husband traveled a lot for work so sometimes it was just her, her kids, and I. Sometimes her husband Ryan was there and once in a while just us. I filled in for poker with her husband’s game a couple times. They were a nice family. I honestly never thought of April sexually. That changed.

One Friday she asked me if I could come over after a conference call to look quickly at her stereo receiver which apparently wasn’t working after one of the kids had fooled with it. Her husband was on the road for the week and her kids were at friends houses sleeping over for the night. She got me a beer and it took be about a half a second to get the stereo working. We sat down on opposite couches and bull shit about the work week. After a few minutes she excused herself to go to the bathroom. I didn’t even see her reappear till she was on my lap.

She was wearing nothing but a short silk black robe which was open. I could feel the heat of her pussy through my jeans. I tried to stammer something but was so in shock I didn’t know what to say. She silenced me and explained that while she loved her husband, her marriage had pretty much become sexless. “I’m betting you could use a little attention too.” She said with a wry smile.

I was too dumb founded to do anything but sit and stare into her eyes. “Hmmm.” She said. “Maybe we’ll give you a minute. With that she slid down my legs to the floor. She began taking off my pants and told me to take off my shirt, which I did. Moments later I watch my entire cock disappear down her throat. It seemed like it took about 10 seconds, but her mouth and hand had me in total delirium. However long it took, I came what felt like enough to fill a swimming pool. She was unbelievably sucking it all down when a small blob dripped onto one of her huge tits. After picking her head up, she wiped the last drip off her breast, escort bayan adıyaman put her finger in her mouth and licked it clean. “Mmmmm.”

With that she slid back up my body, the black robe still on. Her pussy was a river at this point. Her juices were all over my leg. She gave me a keep mouth kiss which was the first time I’d ever tasted my own semen. She moved her lips to my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck your brains out.” She was already playing with my cock, and I was still pretty much sitting there like a dumbass. It didn’t take too long for me to get hard again. When that time came, she stood, shook the robe to the floor revealing her huge tits with silver dollar nipples and gorgeous cunt with wisps of brown hair. April eased herself onto my cock and wasted no time. She bounced on my cock while playing with my balls and pulling my face into her chest. I eventually began to embrace her and thrust back some while also kissing her tits. I lasted a while but she never let up her rhythm, and I eventually came inside her for the second time in the hour. She moaned when I came but sat still on my drained cock for a while breathing into my ear and kissing my neck.

Eventually she rolled off me and into the seat next to me on the couch. She said she hoped I wasn’t all worn out because she ‘could go all night.’ We eventually did, but we talked first. April was clear that she wanted nothing from me but sex. We were to be each other’s fantasies. We could say and do thing we couldn’t do with others and have total exploration in sex. She wasn’t going to leave to her husband under any circumstance. There would be no dates, no presents, and we would spend minimal time talking about our lives beyond work. We would only fuck when it was totally safe, never at work, or any other risky venue. Not a soul was ever to know about our get togethers.

And so it went. April and I would get together sporadically when the coast was clear and would fuck seemingly every imaginable way. I nailed her in every position we could think of. We played with leather, oils, endless toys, whip cream, videos, hair pulling, dirty talk- you name it. April was the boss and always determined the course of the evening. She claimed she loved the taste of my cum and eventually the routine became after I came inside her, I sucked it out of her pussy and fed it to her in a kiss. I never thought I would go for something like this, but it was totally hot. I could never tell when the next session would be, but when the time came we fucked all night and resumed early the next day before she put her mom clothes back on and gave me one last deep kiss tasting of my own jizz.

Like all things in life, we want what we can’t have. The sex was amazing (lot’s of other tales to tell about some of these escapades), but I still had no one to take to the Christmas party, no one to go to dinner with on many weekends, and really no one to build a life with. I know most married guys would kill for a giant titted lady who wanted nothing more than to fuck every so often and head home, but it was starting to feel empty.

One night after fucking April on my counter top for 40 minutes with massaging her asshole with my finger, I shared with her how I was feeling. She said she understood, but reiterated that she was clear escort baya nakkent up front and the details weren’t changing. She didn’t want to lose me, but said if I needed to move on, there would be no hard feelings. At the end she said it would be great if I could find a girl we could both enjoy. “What!?” She reminded me that our relationship was about sexual exploration. “I’ve always kinda wanted to be eaten by a woman.” I was speechless, but this didn’t really solve my problem. I didn’t exactly have women lined up to get involved with three-ways, and it wasn’t the sort of thing you casually brought up. But luck was on my side.

I went into a Victoria Secret to buy April some shit to keep at my house. When I walked in a girl my age who I was friends with in college was there working. Maggie was built remarkably like April. She was a little shorter, but also very pretty with brown/blond hair, huge tits, & pale complexion. She too was thick, but not at all fat. Unlike April when I met her, Maggie had always kind of oozed sex. She was a shameless flirt and once in college I got her to blow me. We caught up briefly. I told her I was divorced. She had had an engagement that fell through. “So who are you buying lingerie for?” I figured, why not? I told her I had a totally sexual relationship with an older woman and we were actually looking for someone to join us. After making sure I wasn’t teasing, remarkably, she agreed to join us.

April was thrilled. The night Maggie was to join us I was a mixture of totally horny and nervous as hell. April wouldn’t let me touch her till Maggie showed. I got a rock hard erection when the doorbell rang. Maggie walked in and gave me a cute confident smile. As she hugged me hello she stroked my cock through my jeans. I almost came. April followed behind me and gave her a big hello. She was wearing the same black robe (closed) from our first encounter. I wondered if it were a coincidence. “My god you are stunning Maggie! I’ll be lucky if he pays any attention to me!”

April got Maggie some wine and they chatted about how I knew each of them. I couldn’t believe how calm Maggie seemed. After a glass of merlot, Maggie reminded we didn’t invite her over to talk and announced she better change into something more comfortable. When she exited it took everything in my power to not start fucking April on the counter out of insane horniness. Since Maggie worked at lingerie store I was expecting something lacey. When she emerged she was wearing high heels, a gold waste necklace, and a smile. Her pussy was totally shaved, and her tits looked good enough to eat.

While I stood with my normal stunned look, April walked right up to her and started kissing her. Maggie kissed back and before long the two of them were fingering each other and squeezing each other’s tits. I got my jeans off and began to stroke it. Eventually they moved to a 69 on the floor, but I wasn’t invited yet. Neither of these women had ever been with another woman before and they were sucking each other’s cunt like it was going out of style.

Eventually Maggie admitted she couldn’t tease me anymore and asked April if it was cool if I fucked her. April said I was all hers under the condition that I sucked out all the cum I shoot into her and feed it to April. Maggie agreed with escort gaziantep anal yapan bayan a smile. I fucked Maggie missionary style for about a minute before blowing a huge load in her. April changed her mind and decided to suck it out of Maggie herself and let Maggie have a taste. April feeding Maggie my cum for the first time was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. April then went right back into licking Maggie’s gorgeous pussy so I started fucking April from behind as hard as I could before cumming in her pussy several minutes later. This time Maggie sucked it out, and I eventually after a break fucked Maggie from behind while she ate April till I came.

After that third orgasm, I had a beer while the ladies too a pee break. I plopped down on the couch in happy exhaustion, but the girls weren’t done. The both got on their knees in front of me and took turns sucking my cock in an effort to get me hard again. Needless to say it didn’t take too much effort. After I regained an erection, we tried having both of them on all fours with both of their asses in the air. This didn’t work well as it required too much breaking of rhythm. We switched into me on my back, Maggie riding my cock like a champion, and April sitting on my face. The two kissed while I wailed on Maggie’s sopping pussy. I eventually announced I couldn’t hold it anymore and came again inside Maggie for the third time. April, who was becoming a pussy addict in front of me, sucked my load back out. I announced I needed a break and that when we resumed we’d try the same position with April riding.

I fell asleep. The two ladies went up and got into my shower. There was nothing sexy in the shower. The two ladies talked. April filled Maggie in on my need for a more traditional relationship and our predicament. They basically decided while sitting on my shower floor that Maggie would fill that role with April keeping up her sporadic visits when possible. Like me, Maggie and April would have no outside affiliation. There would be no shopping dates, phone calls, or visits. Only when we were fucking would they be together.

They got out of the shower and without drying off came down to wake me up. They seemed so happy and natural with each other. April took me up on my offer and starting riding me, but Maggie was sore and watched. April bouncing on my dick while I sucked on her tits was as natural as breathing by this point in our relationship. I was fucking her so hard tonight that I eventually picked her up, laid her on my coffee table and fucked her till I blew (air) inside her.

April couldn’t stay the night due to having to pick up her kids in the morning early. Maggie stayed but we went right to sleep. In the morning there was no awkwardness. We talked about the night before and decided we didn’t need to worry about labeling our status but agreed we should try to fuck as much as possible, starting right then. It was the first time I fucked her alone. I rammed her missionary style with her legs wrapped around me and her head arched off the side of my bed moaning. I pulled out when I had to cum and shot on her tits. We cleaned those beauties off together.

Maggie and I are still together. I guess we are a couple as she has met my parents and we do spend time together clothed. She has an insatiable appetite for sex, and I am happy to oblige. April is still married but left our office a while back. Her husband got transferred out of state which makes things tough. She still joins us from time to time, but not nearly as often I wish she would. April and I’s solo flings have become really special occasions. Maggie has been talking lately about finding a new woman to join us. Perhaps I’ll have another story…

My Lady Grotesque

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She did not clean herself after I had spunked over her over ripe, fleshy tits and her make up pasted face. She simply sat there, still in the position she had been in as I had fucked her, and with the cum that I had showered over her beginning to run down her chin to her neck and from her tits towards the gentle rolls of her stomach. In remaining like this, she was silently offering me an invitation to admire her and I was keen to accept it.

She reached for her cigarettes, took one from the pack and placed it between her lips, lit it and dragged hard. She took the cigarette from her mouth and exhaled, and with her other hand began to smear the thick spunk over her tits, and at the same time she rolled out her tongue to lick up what she could reach of the sperm that was running down to her chin.

I was sitting in the chair opposite her, where I had been before we had begun, and my cock had risen again and far more quickly than it ordinarily would, so soon after such vigorous sex; but this was not an everyday kind of experience.

She looked over, her keen eyes focused on my cock, and she smiled. Her cigarette almost finished, she took another from her pack and lit it from the burning stub of the first and pulled on it with all the loving intent with which she had sucked my cock half an hour or so before.

She had finished rubbing the cum into her tits, and with such fastidiousness that you might have thought that it had some restorative quality, except that she desired no such false hope of rejuvenation. She was like some courtesan of yesteryear refusing to leave the field of her conquests; a once high class whore, past her sell by date, but not quite yet going cheap in the sales. She loved what she was: I could see it as I admired her. I loved it too, and I don’t need to ask my cock what it loves either.

Her hand reached down and her fingertips ran over the lips of her pussy and with her first and third fingers she peeled open her lips and slid her middle finger into her hole and began slowly to masturbate herself. Then finishing her cigarette, she said

‘I would love to have you fuck me again, but my husband will be home in an hour or so, and I don’t want to insult him quite that much.’

I sat for a few more seconds admiring her and thought to myself that she was my greatest adventure so far.

‘You will come and see me again,’ she said.

‘I will.’

‘My husband will be away for the weekend. Come on Sunday afternoon at three. We will have all of the rest of the day, and the night too.’

I went to the bathroom, with the intention of washing, but decided not to. I wanted to have her remain on me. I returned to the living room and still she had not moved. I dressed and walked over and kissed her goodbye.

‘I want you to take this image of me with you,’ she said, as I was making for the door.

I decided to walk and I was home within an hour. I ran a bath and stripped off. Her image had stayed with me and before bathing I lit a cigarette and my mind became filled completely with that picture of her. My cock stood up and I wanked myself off. I came, and cum again shot from my cock, though less than with her; and it fell onto my stomach and chest, but it was unable even to suggest the sordid delight I had felt as I had watched as my cum splashed her face and tits, and then stared as she had smoked and rubbed the cock cream into her tits.

As I lay in the bath I thought of her and of all of my other adventures. They were mostly with older women. Younger women were girlfriends. Erotic adventures are a stepping out from the everyday and I have stepped in many directions, but I mostly towards older ladies when I can; or they have stepped towards me. And there is always the advantage of this particular delectation that a woman who knows she is beginning to leave behind her prime is often highly susceptible to the allure of the attentions of a man ten or fifteen years younger than herself. It reminds her more than anything else could that she remains a desirable woman, when she has come, at moments, to doubt it.

This lady, though, was twice my age and my oldest fuck, I thought to myself, and she has been my best, and I have only yet been given a brief taste of her.

But I was going to be given more.

Suddenly I thought to myself that I did not know her name! She had not told me and I had not asked. And she did not know mine. I began to think and I searched my mind for a name that would suit her and our afternoon, and even one that would suit my own tastes. It came to me and I decided that she was ‘My Lady Grotesque.’ It was right, for it captured everything; about her and about me and about what we had been together for an afternoon, and would be for more.

Once out of the bath, I took my dictionary from the bookshelf.

‘Grotesque: strangely or fantastically distorted; bizarre; bizarrely attractive; incongruous.’ Yes, it was perfect.

On Sunday at three I rang her doorbell. She answered and smiled and invited me in and I followed her through to the living room. I sat and she offered me wine. I chose red and she went to the cabinet to pour each of us a glass.

‘I always prefer red,’ she said.

Her peroxide blonde hair gaziantep ateşli escort bayan was scraped back and tied, though a little less tightly than at our first meeting. Her make up had been applied again as Van Gogh applied paint to his canvases, and an image of having her kneel down while I stood before her, making smears and prints in it with my cock came into my mind as she poured the wine.

She looked at me and asked

‘Did you think of me and have a nice wank when you got home last time?’

‘Yes,’ I said.

‘Good. I’m worth it,’ was her reply, and it was true.

I studied every detail of her clothes and those parts of her flesh that were exposed. She wore a black and very tight boobtube, out of which her tits seemed to be at every moment about to fall; black leggings that reached down to a place on each leg a little above her ankle, and hugged every inch of her thighs, and her legs and her arse. Her ears, neck, wrists, fingers and left ankle were adorned again with the same gaudy and expensive jewellery, and I could see from the poking of her nipples against her top and the mound at her crotch that she wore no underwear. But it was her anklet that caught my attention. It was gold and had little red hearts dangling from it, all the way round. She noticed my eye lingering on it and said

‘You like my anklet,’ and as she said it, a look in her eyes suggested to me that an idea had formed in her mind.

I was sitting in the same chair in which I had sat last time, and she sat on the leopard skin covered sofa. We drank wine and it was a good bottle, and we chatted. I wanted to know more about her, but not too much; not yet at least, and I did not want to ask her. I wanted to see what she would volunteer and I knew that she would know exactly the right amount to tell me for now. I was curious about her husband.

‘I expect I’m not your first ripe old lady,’ she said.

‘No, but you are the oldest.’

‘And the ripest?’

‘Yes!’

‘Good. There are men I have met and spent time with who just do it for the easy sex, and that’s fine. At my age I take what I can get, but what I like most is meeting a young man like you, who is with me because he desires mature women. I only invite the ones like you back for a second time. Guys like you are worth getting to know; as long as you fuck well. The others are just one time encounters. Do you have a girlfriend?’

‘Yes,’ I said.

‘And she is your age?’

‘Yes. Two years younger in fact.’

‘And attractive?’

‘Yes.’

And you have nice sex together?’

‘Yes.’

‘Why would a man of your age who has an attractive young woman for his girlfriend, and with whom you have nice sex, want to spend time with a woman like me? That is the question that many people would ask. You and I know the answer, and it has been the great discovery of my advanced years that there are some young men who desire above all else a woman like me. I don’t try to understand why; it is enough for me that they do. I love sex and I love having sex with young men.’

She had raised her eyebrows momentarily when she said ‘nice sex.’

‘I have always liked older women,’ I said.

‘Don’t tell me too much about yourself yet, and don’t tell me about your girlfriend. I don’t want to know anything about the young woman we are betraying, and I will only tell you a little of my husband; as we are betraying him too, though it is different with him, as I will explain later.’ She paused and then said ‘but, if we were not together now, we would be betraying ourselves.’

It was just as I saw it. It makes me a deceiver and a cheat, but my conscience is never troubled by my infidelities. When I step out, I step beyond the usual accountability; so does she and we both make ourselves accountable to Eros only.

‘My husband knows what I do, but he does not want to have it waved under his nose. He is older than me and is no longer interested in sex. When we were younger we were swingers and he enjoyed watching me with other men. Now he does not, but he is generous enough to allow me to indulge myself, and I repay his generosity by not insulting him by leaving evidence of my entertainments, which he might find. And as you can see,’ she added ‘he is generous in many ways.’ She looked around the trashy, though expensively decorated room as she said it.

‘Yes,’ I said.

‘Would you like more wine?’ she asked.

I said that I would and she went to the cabinet again and poured us another glass each and returned to the sofa. Putting her own glass down on the small table that was beside her leg and in front of the sofa, and still holding my glass of wine in her hand, she said

‘Come and sit next to me.’

I stood and went to the sofa and sat down.

‘How often do you do this?’

‘As often as I can,’ she replied, ‘but I will tell you about that another time.’

As she said it, she reached across to my crotch, unzipped my trousers, slid her fingers into my open fly, fished for my cock and pulled it out. It was already hard.

‘I have been looking forward to seeing him again,’ she said and gazed for a moment at my tool.

Her bakımlı escort gaziantep fingers gently stroked my helmet and I looked into her eyes, and she looked back into mine. She sipped her wine and then put it down and took a cigarette and gestured to me to light it for her. I took my lighter from my pocket and lit her cigarette.

‘Thank you,’ she said with a grin, ‘you are a gentleman. And I am a dirty and very demanding old slut.’

She pulled on her cigarette and I felt a dark thrill pass through me as I heard her call herself a ‘dirty and demanding old slut.’

She stopped caressing my cock and took up her glass of wine and brought it to within a half inch of the erect knob. She put her cigarette into her mouth and holding it between her lips, dipped two fingers and her thumb into the wine and then wiped the wine around my helmet. She repeated this little ritual three times, gently rubbing more wine over the purple bulb and down my shaft. Then she took a gulp and put the glass down, swallowed the wine, pulled on her cigarette, and as she exhaled the blue, grey smoke, her head descended towards my cock and a cloud of smoke hung and slowly began to billow around him, and I felt her lips slipping over my helmet and down my shaft. She took four inches of my cock into her warm, wet wine drenched and smoky mouth and pulled in her cheeks and sucked, and her tongue ran slowly up and down its underside.

She came up and released my cock from her mouth and pulled on her cigarette again and this time took him back into her mouth, though without allowing him to touch her at all and breathed out. I watched as her smoke drifted slowly from her mouth and tumbled about my cock and balls and then slowly began to rise. She withdrew again and sighed

‘Good wine, cigarettes and cock; life’s pleasures.’

Then her mouth encircled my cock and she began to suck me off. She was still dressed, but she lifted her leg so that her black covered crotch was exposed. By lifting myself forward a little I could see the outline of her cunt. A patch of her juice was forming there, making the black crotch of her tight leggings blacker, and it was as though her cunt was trying to burn its way through the material. My hand reached towards it and it was sweet torture that it could not quite reach. She stopped sucking my cock for a moment to say

‘Don’t worry, darling. I will give you all of it soon.’

Then my cock was in her old mouth again and enjoying all of the cock sucking expertise that her lips and tongue and even her teeth had acquired in her sixty two years. She sucked as much of my length into her mouth as she could take and I felt her tongue rolling around my shaft. Then her head moved slowly upwards and then down again, faster and faster and I thought that she was going to take me all the way, as she had the first time, the other day, but she stopped. She planted a kiss on the very tip and flicked her tongue over the pee hole.

She sat up and looked at me and asked

‘Do you enjoy porn?’

‘Of course,’ I replied.

She stood up and went over to the television and from the drawer of the cabinet on which the television stood, she took a cd. She switched on the television and put the cd into its slot and picking up the remote control, came back to me. She sat down and pressed the requisite buttons and the screen flickered into life. I should have guessed it. There she was on the screen.

She was wearing a see-through red mesh bra and red stockings and suspenders and no panties and her usual thick, thick layers of make up, and she looked about five or so years younger than she is now.

‘I made this with my husband,’ she said. ‘He was filming.’

She was sitting in a chair and she had a large black cock in each hand.

She grinned at me and said

‘Wait until you see what I had those two do to me.’

I watched as she began to rub the heads of those two great cocks together, just before her mouth, while her tongue darted over them. Then she took one of them into her mouth and smoothly wanked the other.

I felt her lips around my cock as she began sucking me off again, and between mouthfuls she asked

‘Have you ever watched a porno before whilst being sucked off by the star?’

I hadn’t, and somehow now I managed not to shoot into her mouth immediately. It was hard not to, but she seemed to know instinctively when to slow down a little to stop me from shooting. And she seemed to know in the same way what stage the action on screen had reached. She went on sucking and I went on watching; her and then the screen and then her, and I wanted to direct one eye towards the screen and one down to her face, so that I could enjoy both. She was alternating between those two big black cocks, sucking one and then the other into her lascivious old mouth, and all the time she was working my cock in and out between her thick crimson lips and licking it all over with the little snake of her tongue.

The two cocks on screen were getting ready to shoot their loads and she held them both in front of her face and pulled them with fast strokes, like she was rowing her way to victory in a gaziantep bayan escort boat race. The one to her left erupted first and its cum shot over her face and into her open mouth. She had not looked at the screen, but she seemed to know that she had just received her first dousing and she sucked my cock deep into her mouth and raised her head only halfway up the shaft this time and plunged down again. Her head bobbed up and down, faster and faster and I began to buck towards her to meet her sucking mouth. I closed my eyes as I felt the spunk race up the inside of my cock and spurt into her mouth. With the last twitch and pump I opened my eyes to see cum from the second black cock pasting her full, eager lips.

The film played on and I sat back and rested myself. She sat up and I saw my spunk smeared around her lips, and coating her teeth and tongue. She poked out her tongue and let a glob of spunk fall slowly onto her cleavage and dribble down onto her boobtube.

‘I’ve made myself dirty,’ she said. ‘I will have to take it off now.’

It was not her top that she took off first. She stood with her back to me and leaned forward a little and began to peel her leggings slowly over her curvy great Rubenesque arse. Little by little, more and more of her luscious arse cheeks appeared. When the leggings were clear of her cheeks she leaned forward a little further, until the lips of her pussy peeped at me from between her legs. I leaned forward and my tongue met her and tasted the sweet saltiness of her juicy labia.

She was sopping wet and I heard her sigh and a moment later I felt the sharpness of her fingernails on my tongue. She was fingering her pussy as I licked her. Licking her pussy this way, my nose was touching her sphincter and I could smell the musky odour of her arsehole. It was more than I could resist, and as she fingered herself more urgently, I moved up and touched her ring with the tip of my tongue. It tasted different from a young woman’s arse. It was acrid and bitter to the taste, as though it was nearer to something dark and real. But it was also delicious, because it was hers.

I am a great lover of anal pleasures and I have fingered and licked and penetrated a great many ladies’ arses, but I had not known one that smelt and tasted so deliciously of the sweat and oil and shit of years. I licked it more fiercely and the bud of her sphincter slowly opened and my tongue wormed its way into Lady Grotesque’s arsehole. She moaned louder and her hands came round and took an arse cheek each and pulled them apart. She was giving me everything now and as her tight little ring stood up and poked rudely outwards, my tongue probed deeper.

‘Yes,’ she gasped, between moans. My hand reached between her legs and my fingers slipped all over her slippery pussy. I pushed a finger in and then another, and finger fucked her. I could feel that she was going to come, and I pushed my tongue as far into her bumhole as it would go, and worked my fingers faster, in and out of her thirsty cunt. She cried out and a stream of obscenities accompanied her cries. The filthy words suited the moment and her, perfectly.

She relaxed after the tensing up of orgasm and half sat and half fell onto the sofa beside me. I leaned over and kissed her and she sucked my tongue into her mouth and when she was done with that, she said

‘I can taste my arse on your tongue. It tastes divine.’

‘It’s time to get you fully undressed,’ I told her, as I began to pull her boobtube down over her pendulous tits. The nipple of the right tit was in my mouth the moment her tits tumbled over the top of her boobtube. I sucked her erect nipple lovingly and felt her fingers around my cock and her nails grazing my shaft as she ran them over it.

‘Suck momma’s titties,’ she said, ‘and play with her pussy.’

I stretched my arm down and my fingers came to rest on her waiting wet cunt. I sucked her nipples and played with her pussy as she wanked my foreskin up and down until she said

‘Come on baby, fuck your old lady now, stick your cock up her and fuck her.’

I got up and stood between her open legs and she lay back into the sofa. She spread her pussy lips wide open and I rubbed my helmet over them.

‘Come on baby, give me that lovely young cock. Come on, fuck your old lady’s juicy old cunt and make it young again.’

With those words for the overture to the soundtrack of our fucking, I fed my cock into her tight cunt; yes, she was so, so tight, despite the countless numbers of fingers and fists and tongues and cocks that had been up there, and I imagined them all as my cock glided towards her depths.

When my cock was all the way up her, I stopped and felt her pussy gently sucking on him. I looked down at her and was awed by her in all her voluptuousness. My eyes feasted on the large, soft, round udders of her tits and the gentle rolls of her torso and the small bulge of her stomach, and then roved down to her shaved and shiny mound and the beginning of her slit. My eyes rested for a while on her make up caked face, with the thick foundation and the rouge and the deep blue eye shadow around her dark brown eyes and her shocking crimson red lipstick that had been smudged by her cock sucking; and her great gold dangling earrings that hung as if in celebration of her hanging tits. I looked at her hands, with their tiny masses of lines and prominent veins and the rings on all of her fingers and the bracelets around her wrists; and her claw-like fingernails painted in the same colour as her lips, that were now vulgarly pursed as she thrilled to the sensation of my cock embedded in her cunt.

My Summer Job

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The summer after my sophomore year of college began as a boring one. I was taking summer school classes to fulfill a few perspectives so that I could concentrate on my major courses during my last two years of school. I had a work-study job during my time in summer school so the rent wasn’t a problem at the time, but once summer school was over it was different story. I had no classes to go to, no job, no friends to hang out with (everyone I knew went home and my roommates were both still in summer school and had jobs), and nothing to do that would fill that empty void—that is until one fateful day in early July.

On one of my many days of job hunting I came across a flyer that requested help with yard work. There was a number to call for more information so I pulled a pin from my pocket and jotted the number down on the inside cover of the folder in which I carried my résumé’s. I got back to my apartment later on that day around six o’clock, went to my room, grabbed my phone beside my bed and made the phone call. I was greeted by a soft, grandmotherly voice:

“Hello,” she said.

“Hi. Yes my name is James and I’m calling about a flyer requesting help around the yard. I would like a little more information on the job.”

“Oh yes, I didn’t think anyone was ever gonna call about that.”

“Well I’m pretty good with my hands and I don’t really mind helping someone around the house; and the fact that I really need a job makes it even more appealing,” I joked.

She chuckled and began to tell me more about the job. “Well, my name is Maddie Ashton and you would basically be helping me out around the house. I really need someone to cut the grass once a week or so, and trim the bushes in the yard. There are a lot of things that I want to do around the house and I just need someone to help me from time to time.”

“Yes ma’am, I understand that completely. The work won’t be as strenuous with two people doing it instead of one. I have a question though,” I continued, “exactly how many days a week would I have to come over?”

“Oh we can work out a set schedule later on, but I will pay you seven dollars an hour.” That was all I needed to hear. So we set up a time to meet the next day, said goodbye to each other and that was it. I had finally found a job.

The next day I caught the bus over to her house. She lived in a nice quiet area. I walked up to her front door and knocked. I was greeted by a sweet conservative looking woman. She appeared to be in her late fifties or early sixties, about 5’4, and fairly plump—I’d guess about 220 lbs. She wore glasses and her hair was short and curled and fairly gray. To sum it up, she looked like a grandmother. Now being a very horny college student who hasn’t gotten laid in a while, I’m talking years here, I tend to involuntarily “check out” a lot of women that don’t really fall into what society deems attractive. She had on a short-sleeved housedress. The buttons at the top managed to contain a very large pair of breasts. Despite the distraction I forced myself to make eye contact.

She greeted me with a welcoming hello. I told her who I was, then we formally introduced ourselves and she invited me in. She told me to have a seat in the living room and asked if I wanted anything to drink. I asked for a glass of water and she shortly returned from the kitchen with two glasses of water. We talked more about the things she wanted help with around the house, and how her husband had died and how she had given up on anyone answering the ad. I told her that the job sounded great and we decided I would start tomorrow. Before I left, though, she wanted to show me around the house. As she led me around the different rooms she wanted to change, I noticed that she had a big soft pillowy looking ass. The way it swayed under her housedress was almost mesmerizing. She took me in one room and told me she wanted to make it into her sowing escort antep room.

“I enjoy sowing and it would be nice to have a sowing room with all my sowing equipment in here. My own private sowing room.”

“That would be nice” I commented.

“Yeah, and I want to paint this room and—come over here to the closet with me—and clear out this closet, especially, this mess on the top shelf.” As she said that, she began tugging at a rather large box on the top shelf of the closet. The more she pulled at the box the more it looked as though it would fall, so I moved up behind her and reached over her to grab it. At the same time, I was forced to rub my crotch up against that soft ass of hers. As I pulled the box down my crotch was thrust forward causing me to lightly hump her ass. It wasn’t intentional on my part, even though I enjoyed it and really took my time getting that box down. Naturally, my dick began getting hard—I mean her ass felt really nice pressed up against me. I couldn’t help it. The most surprising thing, though, was that she seemed to be pressing back against me, meeting each of my thrusts. I reluctantly backed away after she got a better hold on the box and got it down by herself. She bent over and set the box down on the floor, giving me a great view of that big round ass. I had to quickly put my hands in my pockets to try and hide my erection. I’m not hung like a horse or anything. My penis is about the average six inches or so, but still very visible through a pair of jeans when I’m hard. We talked a little more as she walked me to the door and I told her I would see her tomorrow at 9:00 a.m.

I arrived at her house the next day around 9:00 like I said. Ms. Maddie, as I called her, was dressed differently today. She wore a light-blue, short-sleeved, button up shirt and a pair of tan Capri pants. The few buttons at the top of her shirt were open showing a little bit of cleavage, and the bottom of her shirt seemed to hug her ass, which I find sexy as hell. I just watched her ass sway as she guided me around her house and showed me what she wanted me to do. She created quite a bit of stirring in my pants.

I cut the grass that day and trimmed the bushes in her yard. Once I was finished with everything, I went to the flowerbed at the front of the house where she was working to tell her I was finished. As I approached, she just stared. Well, let me describe myself to give an idea as to what she was staring at. I’m a tall, slim guy weighing about 177 lbs. I work out quite often so my body is fairly toned. I had taken my shirt off earlier because it was pretty hot that day.

“Ms. Maddie, I’m finished with everything. You need any help with anything else?”

“Um, oh no, James, that’s it for today,” she replied looking up at my abs and chest.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Um, no I don’t, I mean yes that’s all for today. You can go home if you like.”

“Alright.”

That was basically how it went for a few days. I would show up and do whatever work she had for me to do and leave; but as time passed we became friendlier and more affectionate with each other. She began to cook dinner for me after my work and even allowed me to take a shower when I was really sweaty. Then, things really began to get hot.

On one hot day after I finished all the work Ms. Maddie had for me to do, I took a shower and changed into the gym shorts and t-shirt that I brought with me. After I got dressed in the bathroom, I went into the kitchen where Ms. Maddie was cooking dinner.” Since she had just taken a shower before me, all she had on was her bra and panties and a robe.

“So whatcha cookin’?” I asked as I walked up behind her and kissed her on the cheek, making sure to rub up against her plump ass as I did.

“Oh, mashed potatoes and steak.”

“Smells pretty good.”

She finished a escort araban few minutes later and we sat down at the table and ate dinner. Afterwards we sat down and watched television together. I usually catch the bus home, but Ms. Maddie said she would take me and insisted that I stay and watch the rest of the show since we were both really into it. So we sat next to each other on the couch and finished watching TV. A beer commercial came on that showed some guy in a club trying to pick up some model-looking chick.

So Ms. Maddie chuckled and said, “If that’s what men are going for nowadays, it’s no wonder I haven’t got a man.”

“That’s not true,” I said, “that girl is so fake. It’s like she was manufactured in a factory. There’re thousands of girls out there like her.”

“Yeah, but she looks like a model. She’s young and beautiful and there’s not an ounce of fat on her. I’m old fat and ugly. No guy wants and old lady like me.”

“No,” I protested, “You’re a beautiful woman.”

“It’s sweet of you to say that James, but I look in the mirror everyday and I know what I see.”

“Well, I see a beautiful women.”

“That’s sweet, but I know I’m fat.”

“So, you have a few extra pounds. It’s in all the right places and I know for a fact that a lot of men find that very sexy.”

Then I saw something in her eyes after I said that. Her eyes seemed to twinkle as she looked at me.

“Really?”

“Yes. As a matter of fact, I think you’re very attractive. You are a very sexy lady.” And those words were the key that opened the door to one of the greatest experiences of my life.

Ms. Maddie leaned over and kissed me on the cheek and said, “That’s so sweet.”

“Not as sweet as that kiss,” I quickly shot back. “Let me get another one.” She laughed at that and again kissed me on the cheek. “Can I have just one more,” I asked through a giggle. She more than willingly complied and went in to give me another kiss on the cheek, but as she did I made my move and kissed her on the lips. It was a light peck but it was enough. Ms. Maddie was momentarily stunned. I wasn’t about to let this chance get away though, so I quickly gave her another peck on the lips, and then a third. On the third peck she returned the kiss and we continued to give each other a series of light smooches on the lips. Then, I held the kiss longer and pulled away and looked directly into her eyes. She understood then that this just wasn’t friendly affection. Our relationship had grown into more. I leaned in and kissed her again, this time showing her how much my affection for her had grown. I pulled back and looked into her eyes again.

“Ms. Maddie I think you’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. I wanna show you how I feel about you.” I leaned in and kissed her again, this time I used my tongue to part her lips. We sat there kissing on the couch, our tongues imitating the lovemaking act that we would soon indulge in.

“Lets go to the bedroom,” she said to me. I stood and pulled her up from the couch. I held her hand and led her to the bedroom. We stood by the bed and I pulled her to me in a tight embrace and kissed her once more. I rubbed her back and moved my hands down to that wonderful bulbous ass. As I kneaded her cheeks, I could feel the blood rushing into my member and I pulled her closer to me pressing my erection into her soft belly. I reluctantly broke our kiss as I opened her robe and marveled at her body as her robe fell to the floor. She had on white panties and a massive white bra that supported two of the hugest breasts I’ve ever seen. Most of her body was pale but she had a tan v above her breast from being out in the sun. I took a step back, sat on the edge of the bed, and took off my own shirt.

I motioned for her to come to me and she stepped over. I placed my hands on her hips, and then gaziantep arap escort bayan slid them up to her bra-clasped breasts.

“They’re wonderful,” I said. “Can I see?” Ms. Maddie didn’t say a word; she just undid her bra and let those massive breasts fall out. They were absolutely fabulous. They sagged on her belly, but they were still soft and beautiful. The nipples were pink and stood out about an inch. They were surrounded by pink areolas. I reached up and grabbed her heavy breasts and brought them to my mouth. I sucked and licked one nipple, then the other. I greedily pulled both of those massive udders to my mouth and sucked the two nipples at once. She rolled her head back and let out a sigh as I sucked and massaged her wonderful titties. At the same time, I let go of her breasts with one hand and stuck my hand in the waistband of her panties to pull them down. She immediately grabbed her hanging breast and continued to feed it to me. Once she stepped out of her panties, I let my hand slide up her inner thigh. She widened her stance a little and gave me access to the wet mound between her legs. She let out another sigh as I rubbed her pussy.

“Lay down on the bed,” I told her. She lay on the bed and I got down on my knees between her legs. I slowly made my way up to her cat, planting kisses on her thighs as I moved along. The enticing aroma of her juices pulled me towards her huge slit. It was covered with a graying bush and literally dripping wet. Ms. Maddie rested her meaty thighs on my shoulders as I began to eat her out. I sucked on her juicy pussy lips and then stuck my tongue in her sweet hole. Then, I saw her little nub sticking out demanding some attention. I licked her clit, sending shudders up through her body and feeling her thighs tighten around my head. As I continued to suck on her clit, I brought up my hand and stuck a finger in her pussy. She let out a moan of approval and began to writhe around on the bed.

“Ohhh, don’t stop.”

I slowly finger fucked her pussy and licked her clit as her moans grew louder.

“Ugh, Ugh. Lick me. Lick me. Ohh, that feels so goooood.” She began grinding her pussy against my face. Her moans were very loud now and came from deep inside her. I could tell she was going to cum any second as I continued to suck on her clit. Suddenly, her thighs tightly clasped around my head and she began bucking against my face.

“Ohhh, I’m, I’m…ohhh.” She tried to tell me she was cumming but it was lost in her moans of pleasure. A flood of her juices flowed from her pussy and I eagerly lapped it up. My dick was rock hard now and I just had to have her. I stood up and pulled my shorts and boxers down as she lay there taking in all of my body with her eyes. I climbed on top of her and felt my hard dick nudge the opening of her pussy.

“I want to feel you inside me, James.”

“I want to be inside you,” I replied. We kissed again and she bucked her hips up trying to get me to enter her. I broke our kiss and lifted myself above her. She reached between us and guided my dick into her wet puss. She moaned as we both laid there, a part of each other. Damn, it felt great. She wasn’t tight, but she was very wet from her orgasm and hot as hell. I began to slowly pump into her. She moaned again. My rhythm began to pick up: in and out, in and out, my cock sloshed in her pussy, as her moans grew louder. I could feel my balls beginning to tighten.

“Aww, Ms. Maddie, I’m gonna cum.”

“That’s it baby. Go ahead and cum in me.” I held back as long as I could but I couldn’t take it anymore. The feel of Ms. Maddie’s hot pussy engulfing my cock overcame me and I came. Spurt after spurt of my spunk filled her up. The feel of me cumming inside her sent her over the edge and I felt my cock being bathed in her juices as she came for the second time that evening. I collapsed on top of Ms. Maddie, my sapped member still inside her.

“God James, I haven’t felt that in such a long time.”

“Neither have I,” I said as I rolled off of her.

A few minutes passed and she asked if I wanted her to take me home now.

“No. I think I have a little more work to do around here.” She smiled then leaned over me and gave me a very passionate kiss.