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My good friend, Sarah and I went to lunch at the Olive Garden. It was a Tuesday afternoon and I had just gotten out of a boring lecture for my politics class. I was excited to see her. We were both in college and attended the same school; however we had different majors and joined different clubs and sororities so we didn’t get to hang out much. We talked and caught up on everything and then she invited me to stay with her at her Dad’s house that coming weekend. Her dad’s house was an old 6 bedroom Victorian house, very big and kind of creepy when you’re home alone at night. Her dad was scheduled to go out of town on business and she didn’t want to be by herself plus she figured it’d give us the chance to spend some time together. It was a four day weekend for me since I didn’t have class on Friday and Monday was Labor Day. I agreed to stay with her and she handed me a key to the house. We finished our lunches and parted ways.

Thursday came and after my last class I headed back to the “The Village”, the on campus apartments for students, and packed my bags for the weekend. I threw a bunch of stuff in a duffle bag then went through everything on my mental check list. Underwear, Shorts, shirts/tanks, toothbrush, toothpaste, face wash, hair stuff, shoes, cell phone charger, lap top; check got it all. After I had finished packing I placed my duffle in my car and headed over to the house.

When I got there I assumed I’d be alone. I went into the house and set myself up in the spare bedroom next to Sarah’s. I hadn’t been there in so long, in high school Sarah lived with her mom and step-dad, so I took a tour around to see if things were still the same as I had remembered. Her dad was not the best decorator in the world and he refused to higher someone to do it for him so the sight of tacky furniture and clashing colors made me laugh. From what I had seen nothing had changed. As I made my way through a hallway that lead to Mr.Shook’s office I ended up crossing paths with him. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating, but there he was standing just a few feet away completely naked and dripping wet. He looked like a God, 6’4, muscular, nice tan, sparkling blue eyes and blonde hair. The water glistened over his chest and abdomen muscles. I started to blush when I noticed his full erection and turned away so he couldn’t see.

“Oh, I’m sorry Mr. Shook, I didn’t think anyone was here” I said.

He replied “its ok I didn’t think anyone was here either so I was taking advantage of it.”

The last time he had seen me I was only 17 and hidden behind baggy clothes but now at 22 I dressed in tighter clothes that hugged my curves. I could feel his gaze looking me up and down paying close attention to my tight round ass but the assessment was mutual I had been checking him out as well. When I was looking at his full frontal appearance I noticed he had changed. Five years ago he had not been that muscular and attractive. Back then he looked ragged and tired from the divorce. I definitely liked the new and improved Mr. Shook.

“It was nice to see you again” I commented.

He laughed a little then said “let me put some clothes on and we can catch up then.”

I went into the kitchen and grabbed a soda and waited for him to get dressed. The picture of him naked took over my mind and all I could think about was how I wanted to have sex with him. For 45 he looked good, one could easily mistake him for 35. Age isn’t important though this is my best friend’s dad and I shouldn’t have been thinking about him pounding my pussy with his long thick cock or fucking me so hard that my screams of ecstasy could be heard through out the whole house or possibly even heard by the neighbors. My vivid thoughts were interrupted gaziantep escort bayan haberleri when he came into the kitchen. He fixed a cup of coffee and sat down across from me at the table. He brought up that I had barely touched my soda and tried to fish around to see if there was something troubling me. I couldn’t very well admit to him that I was busy fantasizing about having sex with him so I lied and told him I was thinking of some assignment I had for class. We had spent about 30 mins talking about school, his work, Sarah, Future plans, and old times. Then he looked down at his watch and said he needed to get headed to the air port. I never thought I’d be so happy but the sexual tension was low however still present and I wasn’t sure if the conversation would have ended up leading to our encounter in the hallway just a little while prior. After he left I let out a sign of relief.

It was almost four o’clock and I knew Sarah was on her way home so I jumped in the shower to freshen up. I washed my long brown hair then flung it on top of my head in a towel. After drying off I slipped into a pair of cotton boy brief style panties and a pink tank top and waited for Sarah to come home. When we were younger we always walked around in our panties and a t-shirt she always enjoyed it. When she came home I greeted her at the door with a big hug and offered to take her bag. She had other ideas though. She dropped her bag and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to her and kissed me. It was a welcomed surprise her soft lips felt so nice pressed into mine. Her mouth was already sweet but the strawberry lip-gloss she wore made it even sweeter. The experience was delightful and I didn’t want it to end but I guess all good things must end at some point. I knew though that I’d be given the opportunity again that weekend to have another taste of her soft sweet pouty lips.

Later that night we ordered pizza and watched DVDs of our favorite movies. The mind blowing kiss from earlier should have been enough to keep my mind off of her father but I couldn’t help it, thoughts flooded my mind of his naked body. The steamy dance moves from my favorite movie “Dirty Dancing” didn’t help much either. When Sarah wasn’t paying attention I grabbed her phone and looked for the number of her dad’s cell to put in my phone. We watched one other movie after that then we headed to bed. She smacked my ass as we walked up the stairs and she proceeded to kiss me again. It was a little less intense than the kiss from earlier but still wonderful.

I tossed and turned for about an hour unable to fall asleep because I had much on my mind. I reached over and took my cell from the night stand and thumbed through my contacts looking for someone to text. I sent a few random texts seeing if anyone was up. To my surprise I did receive a reply from one person but they said they were going to bed so I left them alone. I scrolled through my contacts again and came across Mr. Shook’s number. I pondered for a few moments about weather or not I should text him but I didn’t have anything to loose and he doesn’t know my number so it’d be completely anonymous.

The first text I sent said “Fuck Me” He replied asking “Who’s this?” I ignored the question and continued to send a few more dirty texts over the course of the weekend. They said things like: “I want your hard cock inside my wet pussy” “I want you bad.” He gave in and played with me. In one of his replies he said that I made him hard and another time he asked if I could handle all 8 ½ inches of his thick hard cock. I was having fun playing this texting game with him and the anonymousness factor made it even better because he didn’t know it was gaziantep escort hikayeleri me.

On Sunday night Sarah and I curled up on the couch and watched ‘Brothers and Sisters’ on ABC. We both loved watching that show. Between commercials we talked about who we liked best on the show and who we could live with out. I always had fun hanging out with her and I was sad that it was our last night together for the weekend. Then suddenly we heard a loud thud at the front door that almost made me jump out of my skin and then the jingle of keys. The door swung open, it was her dad. She flew from the couch and leapt into his arms and gave him a big hug. It was a Kodak moment for sure.

Sarah left early Monday morning. There was no class however campus was about an hour and half away and she wanted to finish up her term paper. We hugged and kissed good bye then I went back to my room to try to get some more sleep. Scenes of Mr. Shook fucking me played over and over in my head making it hard for me to fall back asleep. I felt my pussy stir and I knew I needed to do something about, but not sure what. I reached down and started to rub my pussy a little then realized that I wanted the real thing.

As quiet as a church mouse I crept down stairs across the living room and dinning room and into Mr.Shook’s bedroom. He looked so cute lying sprawled out across his king size with his sheet covering just his lower half. For a moment I just stood there admiring his body. Carefully I approached his bed and slipped under his cover. He moved a little but didn’t wake up. The man slept naked I found out when my thighs rubbed against his. I was very delighted and turned on by that. I reached my right hand over and began to stroke his cock up and down for a few minutes. Surprisingly that didn’t wake him up at all, but his cock did begin to stiffen from my touch. I moved down further on the bed so that I could kiss his cock with my lips. I moistened my lips with my tongue first then brought them to his rock solid cock.

Unexpectedly he gripped my arm and tore the covers off. I looked up to see his face and there were his gorgeous blue eyes staring back at me. Time seemed to have stood still and neither of us said a word. Then he smiled and asked me why I stopped. With that out of the way I continued to press my lips against his shaft and moved between his legs so I could be more comfortable while I sucked his cock. He tasted so nice. I wasn’t able to deep throat his cock for fear of gagging. I knew some guys liked that but I wasn’t sure if he did and on the first time I’d rather not gag anyways. I recalled from a text message that he liked it sloppy so I made sure I got his cock nice and wet from my saliva. His precum tasted much sweeter then the saltiness of his cock but I loved it the same. I wanted to make him cum in my mouth so bad. I sucked harder and licked more fiercely trying to get him to explode in my mouth.

His hands came down and pulled on a big clump of my hair as I felt him getting ready to explode. When the orgasm raced through his body and his hot cum shot into my mouth he yanked my hair hard. I made sure that I got every last drop into my mouth to keep from making a mess. His heavy breathing started to subside and he pulled me up to him so he could look into my eyes. His lips moved toward mine and he captured my lips with his. Very intensely he kissed me leaving me breathless. His lips were not as soft as Sarah’s but still just as great to kiss.

He whispered something into my ear then demanded I get undressed. Not wanting to disappoint him I stripped naked and climbed back in bed. I was not sure of what was to come but welcoming to any ideas he had. I got gaziantep escort bayan ilanları butterflies in my stomach waiting for him to make his move. He positioned him self on top of me and I parted my legs so he could nestle his hips between my thighs. He lowered his lips to mine and kissed me once more. He kissed so gently at first then gradually became more intense and kissed like he couldn’t get enough. He kissed me hard sliding his tongue into my mouth licking around with such hunger. His hands began to explore my body caressing the curve of my waist and cupping my breasts in his hands. His warm touch set my nerves on fire. I couldn’t get enough though. He parted from my lips and kissed his way down my neck, over my collarbone, and stopping at the peaks of my 38D’s. He covered one of my nipples with his mouth and moved his tongue back and forth over my nipple stimulating the nerves there and making my nipple become hard. The hot heat from his mouth blanketing over my nipples sent sensations through my body that stirred in my pussy. I could feel my pussy getting wetter as he voraciously sucked my nipples and fondled my breasts.

Leaving me breathless with desire he continued to kiss his way down my body moving slowly towards the crevice between my legs. His thumb passed over my clit before he gently pressed his lips to it. My pussy was throbbing for attention and his lips knew just what kind of attention to give. Teasingly he licked his tongue up and down my slit making me wetter. He hummed against my clit causing my body to tense and arch up toward his mouth. His tongue moved so swiftly around my pussy leaving no part untouched. His fingers danced around the opening of my pussy taunting her and driving me crazy. I wanted so badly to feel his tongue inside my pussy swirling around lapping up all my sweet juices. Without hesitation he dove straight into my pussy with his tongue. The way he worked his tongue felt so amazing I felt myself nearing orgasm.

“OoooOOHhhh…. Here it comes I’m gunna cum!” I screamed.

My toes were curled and my muscles tense then it hit me. An orgasm exploded through me and on to his face. My sweet juice squirted all over his stubbly face. I felt so relieved but I wanted more. He didn’t stop right away and continued to tongue bathe my pussy till it was clean. He moved up between my legs and pressed his firm erection against my pussy. I was ready again and was dying to feel him inside me. I’d been dreaming about that moment all weekend and was glad it had finally come.

Without hesitation he pushed himself inside me deeper and deeper until my pussy was full of his manliness. For a moment or two he lied there inside me not moving allowing my pussy to adjust to his large cock. My muscles squeezed around his shaft as he then began to slowly move in and out of me. His pace quickened and he pounded my pussy harder and harder with such urgency to cum. But I wanted it to last so I whispered into his ear that I wanted him to take me from behind. Reluctantly he stopped and moved so that he could fuck me doggy style.

He rammed his hardness into my pussy and gave it to me rough. His big hands gripped my waist and he pulled me back into him to fill my pussy all the way. Again he worked slowly then steadily built into a quick rhythm. I rubbed and spanked my clit as he moved in and out harder and harder. I felt him tense and could sense he was nearing the edge. I wanted his cum to fill my pussy so bad. My moans turned into screams. I could feel him hitting the back of my vagina making it hurt but I welcomed the pain. He mumbled a few words I couldn’t understand and then I felt his hot load shoot inside with such force my body jerked a little. He kept going until I came. This orgasm came with much more intensity and my body convulsed and left me weak. I collapsed onto the bed as he did on top of me; Just resting inside me not ready to leave the warmth of my juicy pussy.

An alarm clock sounded and that was my sign to leave so he could get ready for work. As I moved to leave he grabbed my wrist and made me agree to never let Sarah know of this. I shook my head in agreement and walked out of the room.

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He woke slowly and opened his eyes to see unfamiliar wallpaper. He could feel her warm body pressed against him and hear her slow deep breathing and for one fleeting second he thought he was in bed again with Rose.

Then he was suddenly wide awake as the memories of the previous night came rushing back and he realised he wasn’t. He lay quietly for a while not wanting to disturb her while a myriad of thoughts rushed through his brain.

He had never in his wildest dreams thought that his life would take a turn like this, with such speed and intensity, from a woman who up until recently he hardly knew. But now here he was, sharing a bed with her, someone who had a lust for sensuality that he had never experienced before, and who had asked him to share it with her.

Certainly he was flattered, very flattered that she thought that much of him to invite him into her life like that but he wondered how long it would last. She was an energetic and uncompromising lover and a fear that had crossed his mind a couple of times was would he be able to keep up with her. He had met all her needs thus far but how long would he be able to?

And when he couldn’t would she tire of him and cast him aside?

The thought made him shudder and he heard her breathing change.

‘Are you alright?’ a voice mumbled into his shoulder-blade

He pulled away and twisted round in the bed to face her.

‘Good morning,’ he said softly, ‘did you sleep well?’

She smiled. ‘Yes, I did,’ she said sleepily, ‘what about you?’

He nodded but before he could answer she moved forward for a kiss pressing her lips against his for a long gentle contact.

‘What have I done to deserve that?’ he asked as he pushed his arm under her to bring her close and nestle her head against his neck.

‘It’s a thank you.’

‘What for?’

‘Last night………so much…….everything.’

She put her arm across his chest and her leg across his body just at the top of his thighs.

‘You have brought so much back into my life, things that I had thought were long over.’

She twisted her head to look at him. ‘You are a very special man Len and I am so lucky to have found you.’

He beamed with pride and his heart swelled with the feelings he had for this woman.

‘Yes…..I suppose I am really….and yes you are!’

They laughed and she gave him a playful poke in the ribs. They cuddled for a while content in each others’ warmth and company and talked about what plans they had for the day. Len decided he had nothing in particular to do apart from a little shopping but Masie said she would go and visit a friend she hadn’t seen for a little while.

‘But first a shower and breakfast.’ she said pushing herself up on one elbow. As she did her breasts came into view hanging down sideways and Len looked openly at them.

‘You have such a beautiful body,’ he murmured as he caressed one, gently pulling at her nipple.

‘Do you think so?’ she asked looking down at them, ‘they’ve always been a bit heavy but they’re hanging down a lot further now.’

‘You are a beautiful woman’ he said pulling her gently towards him for a long leisurely kiss. She pulled away a little reluctantly.

‘You continue with that and we’ll never get out of bed!’

‘Good idea!’ he said eagerly making a grab for her, the sight of her body causing his penis to start to thicken. Despite his misgivings earlier he knew he could never get enough of this woman at the moment.

She laughed.

‘Come on lazybones get your lovely bum out of my bed and into the shower!’

As instructed he did, feeling completely at ease naked in front of her as he walked into the little bathroom. As he turned on the shower she followed him in to see him standing at the toilet having a pee. She stood and watched him openly looking at the strong stream then smiled at him.

‘You look as if you needed that,’ she said as he finished, ‘no don’t pull the flush I want to go as well.’

She sat down and he heard her flow start to pour into the water and looked at her as she had him. Looking at him she suddenly sat back and opened her legs wide so he could see as well as hear and once again he felt himself hardening. As she finished she looked at his semi erect penis and smiled.

‘Mmmm, I’ll have to remember that for another time.’ She said seductively before giving him a quick peck on his lips and a pat on his bum. ‘Now go and shower!’

A little later over their toast and coffee he reached across and put his hand over hers. His earlier gaziantep escort bayan sitesi thoughts were still worrying him but he didn’t want to say or do anything that might affect or even end their relationship. But he knew he had to and took a deep breath.

‘Masie I think there is something I need to talk to you about.’

She looked at him a little apprehensively but waited for him to continue.

‘These last few days have been amazing….’

‘But you want to call it a day…’ she interrupted flatly with a resigned look.

‘Good god no!’ he almost shouted, ‘Never! Notat all!’

She looked at him questioningly ‘Is anything wrong? Have I done something? Was it in the bathroom?’

He got up and walked round the table and, taking her head in his hands, kissed her lovingly on her mouth.

‘I’m sorry I shouted,’ he said, ‘and no, it is absolutely nothing you’ve done, I promise.’

He returned to his seat and took her hand again.

‘Look, these past few days have been wonderful for me and I get the impression that you’ve enjoyed it too.’

She smiled. ‘Oh yes.’ she said softly.

‘It’s just that it has been very intense and I’m worried I won’t be able to keep you happy. You are a very sensual woman Masie and I love that but I’m afraid I just won’t be able to keep up with you.’

A look of relief crossed her face. She had been anticipating the worst but it wasn’t anything like that. She smiled at him gratefully.

‘You frightened me then,’ she said softly, ‘I thought you’d had enough of me and wanted out.’

‘Oh no,’ he smiled back at her still holding her hand, ‘you have become very precious to me.’ He went on. ‘It’s just that these last few days have been very……how can I put it?’

‘Energetic? Enthusiastic?’ she answered for him.

He smiled. ‘That’s one way of putting it.’ He paused. ‘Please don’t get me wrong Masie, I love every minute of your company……but it’s just that it’s been a bit intense and I’m concerned it will burn itself out if we’re not careful.’

‘Mmmm,’ she said, ‘we have been going at it a bit hammer and tongs haven’t we. Perhaps we need to slow down a bit.’ She paused, ‘I know!’ she said brightly, ‘No more sex for a month!’

‘WHAT!!’ he shouted, ‘No I didn’t mean it like that!’

Then he realised she was laughing. ‘Oh Len, your face!’

When she stopped she said ‘If you think I could last that long knowing there was such a wonderful lover next door, you have a lot more confidence in my powers of resistance than I have!’

‘I want you Len, I need you. I never dreamt I could feel like this again but you have started something I don’t want to finish.’

He looked at her and suddenly realised the depth of his feeling for this woman.

‘But you are right,’ she went on softly, ‘we do need to take it a bit easier….it’s just at the moment it’s so good.’

He nodded.

‘What say we try and keep our distance for a couple of days and see how we get on?’

‘Ok,’ he said simply, ‘let’s do that.’

A little while later she went off to see her friend and after a kiss on the landing outside her front door he went back to his own apartment. He didn’t have any real plans for the day so tidied up and decided to go out to the shops. He thought about the last few days and how they had changed his life so radically and realised he was whistling – rather tunelessly it has to be said – as he went about his chores. He hadn’t felt like this for a very long time.

A little later in the day he called in at the club and chatted with some of the others there but Albert wasn’t among them. He was feeling a little guilty about him, not for what they had done but because his own life had got so much better suddenly and his friend’s hadn’t. He didn’t know how he was going to tell him but he knew he had to.

He made himself a simple supper but it seemed strange eating alone and he realised just how lonely his life had been after Rose and before Masie. In spite of what had been said that morning, he longed to be in her company just for her companionship and good humour. He couldn’t imagine her ever being in a bad mood or angry and she lifted his spirits in a way he had not experienced in a long while.

He watched television after his supper and did actually get immersed in a couple of the programmes.

Then just before the late evening news he heard her front door close just as he had many times before but this time it was more significant. It meant she was gaziantep escort bayan forum home safe and sound and that suddenly meant a lot to him.

He thought about going round and had to fight the temptation quite strongly. He was sure she would be pleased to see him — at least he hoped she would — but he didn’t want to intrude where he wasn’t expected and the last thing he wanted was to risk a scolding for giving in so easily. A couple of days she had said so that is what he would try to do.

When the news ended he turned off the television and got ready for bed. He undressed and picked up his pyjamas but on impulse put them down again and got into bed naked. After years of going to bed clothed it seemed a degenerate and exciting thing to do and he snuggled down under the covers. He wondered if she was naked too and the thought started a thickening in his penis.

He was just enjoying the thought and holding himself when there was a soft tapping on the wall. Tap tap tap-tap tap. He quickly tapped twice back and smiled at the simple but effective way she had let him know she was there.

As he resumed his thoughts his phone rang which startled and alarmed him. Late night calls usually meant a problem so it was with some trepidation he answered it.

‘Hello my sexy man.’ said a soft voice.

He laughed with relief.

‘Hello gorgeous,’ he replied, delighted to hear her voice, ‘did you have a good day?’

She told him all about her visit to her friend and the shopping they had done and the lunch in town, and all the while his penis was getting harder and harder. Just the sound of her voice was doing that he realised, and wondered if he were with her now what they would be doing.

He suddenly realised she had stopped talking and had asked him something.

‘I’m sorry…..I got a bit distracted,’ he apologised, what was it you said?’ ‘I asked did you have a good day…………what distracted you?’

‘Yes the day was ok, nothing special except I called in at the club and had a pint but Albert wasn’t there.’

‘Ah….that’s a shame,’ she said, ‘will you tell him about us?’

‘I’ll have to really….but nothing to embarrass you.’ he went on quickly, ‘just that we’re together. If that’s alright with you?’

‘Yes it is,’ she said softly, ‘and I’m glad you feel we are.’

‘I do.’

There was a long silence although he could hear her breathing, then

‘Are you in bed?’ she asked quietly

‘Yes. You?’

‘Yes. What have you got on?’

‘Nothing.’

He heard her quick intake of breath, then almost in a whisper

‘Me neither. Are you touching yourself? I am.’

‘Oh Masie.’ he groaned softly into the phone.

‘What are you thinking about?’ she went on, almost whispering

‘Us’ he said simply, ‘things we’ve done.’

‘Me too. Are you hard? God I am so wet.’ You and me both thought Len. ‘Here, listen.’

He could detect movement through the phone then heard a rhythmic squelching noise which he knew was from her masturbating. He listened as it continued for a few seconds then she was back again.

‘Did you hear me?’

‘Oh yes,’ he breathed back, ‘you sound wonderful.’

‘I’d love you inside me now Len, wouldn’t you like that? Warm and wet and clasping your cock as you move in me.’

‘Oh Masie don’t…..please!’

‘Wouldn’t you like to feel my arms and legs round you, your penis slipping easily in of my cunt?’

‘Masie we said………’

‘I know what we said,’ she interrupted with a slight growl in her whisper, ‘but it feels so good when you are with me and so wrong that you aren’t now.’

‘But…..’

‘It feels so good when we cuddle afterwards and you hold me as we go to sleep.’

‘I know but…….’

‘Oh Len please come round….please come and fuck me. I want you so much.’

He could feel his resolve crumbling, a woman who openly wanted him to take advantage of her, do things to her was no more than a couple of feet away separated by a thin wall. He tried one last time to resist her entreaties.

‘Masie I’m trying to be firm but you’re not helping……..’

Once again she cut across him.

‘Come and be firm with me….and in me! Oh please Len, just this once.’

All of a sudden a thought came to him. She had said for him to be firm so if that was the way she wanted it……Suddenly he was decisive.

‘Go and unlock your kitchen door and open it a fraction. Don’t turn any lights on then go back to escort bayan gaziantep the bedroom and close the door.’

‘Oh yes.’ He heard a slight shiver in her whisper.

‘I haven’t finished yet. Lay naked on top of the bed with your knees up and your thighs apart and your cunt facing the door.’

‘Oh God yesssss!’ came the reply as he clicked off his phone.

He got out of bed and put on his dressing gown which tented visibly at his crotch. He could feel his precum spreading on the thin fabric so he lifted it clear, fearful that the rubbing of the material would take him over the top. He had rarely been as aroused as he was now and he didn’t want it to finish before he got to her.

He went to his kitchen door and cautiously opened it and took a quick glance outside. There was very little illumination along the rear landing, just a couple of bulkhead lights on the wall but neither of them thankfully between his door and hers, so he slipped out and quietly closed and locked his before taking the few steps to enter her kitchen quickly. He closed it very quietly and shucked off his gown and left it on a chair, and because his penis had begun to flag a little he rubbed it a few times to restore his erection.

He tiptoed to the bedroom door, opened it quietly and in the dim light coming through the curtains from the lights on the front balcony saw her laying as he had instructed. Without saying a word he closed the door and crossed to the bed.

‘Oh Len.’ she said softly.

‘Shhhh! Don’t say a word!’ he commanded quietly.

‘But…..’

‘Shhhhhh!’

‘But….’

‘Do you want me to stay?’

She nodded

‘Then don’t say a word.’

He got up on the bed between her thighs and, supporting himself on one arm, guided his penis to her open cunt. As soon as he found her entrance he pushed slowly and resolutely into her until he was as deep as he could go. She gasped as she felt his entry, an invasion without any preamble or foreplay, and urged her crotch upwards to accommodate him completely.

Once more he delighted in the feeling of her body, slippery and hot, clasping his penis and he began to thrust in and out of her supporting himself off her body on his straightened arms. He could feel her matching his movements and from her little gasps and soft moans he knew she was close to her orgasm.

She reached up to put her arms round him and pull him to her but he took each of her hands in turn and pinned them down on the bed under his own.

‘Oh God!’ she gasped among the little grunts and moans escaping from her mouth, all the while her head twisting from side to side as he fucked her deep and hard. It took all his willpower not to cum especially when she started to buck and writhe uncontrollably under him, eyes closed and her mouth open uttering obscenities between her gasps.

He remained propped up and looking down at one of the most marvellous sites imaginable; a woman in the throes of a massive orgasm. He watched as her head lifted and fell on the bedding several times and felt her clenching his cock over and over, strongly at first then softer and softer until there was no more than a soft aftershock or two.

As she calmed down he released her hands which just lay where they were then she opened her eyes and smiled at him.

‘God Len,’ she gasped as he got her breathing back under control, ‘I’ve never……’

She lay panting slightly, her breasts hanging slightly to each side of her chest rising and falling with each intake, the nipples swollen and proud peaks. He said nothing and just looked down at the woman he realised he was now in love with. He leant down and kissed her softly on the lips.

‘Was that firm enough for you?’ he asked softly.

‘Oh yes!’ she gasped and kissed him back.

He lay on her for a few seconds then pushed himself up on his arms again and just looked at her smiling up at him.

Suddenly her eyes opened wide.

‘Oh my God!’ she exclaimed softly as she felt his semen pumping against her cervix.

He had purposely kept completely still even though he knew his orgasm was inevitable, and controlled himself to the extent that the first thing she felt was his glans swelling slightly then his cum, hot and sticky inside her. Throughout his ejaculation he kept rigid as his balls emptied into her, a few strong spurts then less so until he could feel the last of it oozing from his hole.

Then he collapsed into her arms gasping and panting into her ear, exhausted at the sheer effort of the last few minutes.

‘Oh Len,’ she whispered as she wrapped her arms tightly round him, ‘that was…that was so wonderful.’

She twisted her head around a little until her face was close to his and kissed him long and softly, then putting her lips close to his ear said simply

‘I love you.’

‘Oh Masie……’ was all he could manage before his tiredness overtook him and he fell asleep…

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Roni was not one for self analysis and introspection. It just wasn’t part of her emotional make-up. It was one of those days though and she was happy to settle in for the evening by herself. She didn’t expect to spend it thinking but she was all the same. She turned 48 years old tomorrow. She should feel older than she did. She was tired, admittedly, but she didn’t feel old.

Her Friday was utter chaos. She was barely juggling all the things in her life as it was. Looking back on the last three years she was amazed she kept them all going at all. She had decided to spend tonight putting things in some kind of order but the way they flew through her mind she was beginning to think that was impossible.

First and foremost she had a decision to make. She had two invitations for Saturday. She had two invitations for every day. Even when she was younger she had never juggled two men at once. There were 6 weeks at the end of her marriage when she was sleeping with her physical trainer but that didn’t count. Tomorrow she was faced with all day invitations from her boyfriend and her boy-toy. Fucka Ducka. She poured another glass of wine.

Three years ago tonight she had gone out to dinner with her husband. He was a dick, she knew it. Everyone knew it. No one was joining them to celebrate because no one could stand him. Repeatedly her friends had tried to talk her into girls’ night out but he had stressed how important the night was. He had a special gift and they needed to talk. He pulled out an envelope. If she planned on staying with him she was going to get her fat ass in shape. He told her to enjoy her fatty Italian food because that crap was over or he was going to find someone younger and hotter.

She went to the gym the next day. She signed up with a trainer. It took her three sessions to blow him and five to finally sleep with him. She was divorced 5 months later. He was a dick about that too. He fought over everything including their nearly grown children and a coffee table. Good riddance. She toasted herself. She took a bite of dark chocolate and recalled the first night with her boy-toy.

Her first date after the divorce had been with a short, ugly, and almost entirely obnoxious little man. She was happy it was nothing but dinner and cringed when his number came up on the cell phone the next morning. He started by saying he couldn’t stop thinking about her. She apologized but was blunt; she simply did not want to see him again. He answered in kind. He didn’t call her to fuck her; he called her to hire her. Two weeks later she sold advertising for a radio conglomerate. Her focus, he said, was the Spanish language stations. She was tall, blonde, with great tits and spoke Spanish. There would be no stopping her. There wasn’t.

There was also a sound engineer at the station. He was tall and delicious. He was impossibly young. He was unstoppable. She eventually gave in. Nathaniel drug her to concerts of bands she had never heard of. He took her to street fairs and bought her gyros. His kisses were desperate. His youthful exuberance a force she could not resist. She took up hot yoga and he ravaged her almost nightly. She finally broke down and told him she couldn’t use him anymore. He replied simply, yes she could.

Her wine glass was dry, it was dark, she lit a candle rather than turn on a light. She lay in her bed contemplating the boy. She could call him and he would come over. She tired to fantasize about him storming in and taking her. There was nothing to stop her, rather, there shouldn’t have been anything to stop her. It would be a fun way to kick off her birthday. She thought about keeping him all weekend. He had made the offer. In the front of her mind she thought it was too bad her daughter had come in for the weekend. In the back of the mind she gaziantep escort bayan numaraları knew that wasn’t the reason he wasn’t coming over that night. Fucking Ozzie, she thought. He had a way of disturbing her plans unexpectedly.

She first met him when she wanted to have him fired. Nathan had seduced her through text messages into meeting him in an empty studio after hours. She was embarrassed he could talk her into it so easily but had finally given in. He was working. He had 3 minutes and 37 seconds. She was waiting when he threw the door open. She pulled up her skirt as he dropped his pants. He took her like an animal crouched low behind the board. She took the pounding and made use of the sound proof booth. She came quickly, she came loudly, she came hard and he was gone.

She knew just enough about the control board to flip on the current broadcast. The first button triggered the alternative rock station; the second three she knew would fill the room with tejano guitars and drums. She pressed the last button, it glowed red and the booth filled with soothing 70’s rock, a jazz fusion type piece by Steely Dan. It was remixed and she liked the addition of the deeper tones available to a modern broadcast. She was learning radio. She was still warm from the brisk but short fuck and she thought she heard a woman’s moans blend in behind the synthesizers and keyboards of the old recording. She pressed her legs together at the thoughts it inspired.

She was listening to the song, and the woman, come to a crescendo simultaneously and was thinking about how badly she needed her young lover back again when it suddenly struck her what she was hearing. She sat on the floor in shock, her stupor interrupted only by the gravelly voice of the late night jock thanking his producer for slipping away from the board long enough for him to throw together the little mix he had just played. She flew from the room aggravated by her inability to slam the heavy glass door.

He sat in the last studio, a smug grin on his face. She tugged at the door to no avail, the magnetic lock secured from his board. He spun the turntable on the next track, he was the only one left that still spun vinyl, it was his thing and had gotten him syndicated on at least a dozen of the company’s stations. He clicked a button and his voice came through the speakers above her. “Blame Nate!”

He winked at the boy. The boy shrugged at her. Turning on them both she stormed from the building. She had thought he was the janitor!

His come-on had been subtle, the very opposite of her boy toy. She continued to slip away every chance she got with young Nathaniel but the older man showed a certain flair. She would find CD’s on her desk. She made a show of throwing them out in front of other people but would quietly retrieve them before she left. She would drive home with the familiar sounds of music she loved playing through the radio. Her daughter had stolen a couple and teased her about the boy making mix tapes for her. Over time the crotchety old bastard wore her down. She had to admit she was charmed by the quiet in his gray eyes and was desperate to meet Fleetwood Mac in person.

She went to the concert with him as “coworkers.” He grinned and went along with it. She expected him to be working the show, she expected him to disappear to record the short canned interviews with the performers. When she turned to enter the station’s temporary studio he took her hand and led her off another direction. He slipped into a large steel door as a bouncer grabbed her purse to inspect it. Finally free of the bouncer and cleared for entry she opened the door to see him in the open arms of Stevie Nicks. Fucking Ozzie, she thought.

He was supposed gaziantep escort pornoları to drive her back to the station to get her car. A little stoned on rock-star quality weed, she suggested a night cap. He took her to a neighborhood dive bar where everyone seemed to know him. Sipping a beer she watched him as he was seduced onstage. He played a set while she drank too much and thought about attacking the tall, grizzly, gray bearded guitarist. She’d never done a musician.

He didn’t wait for the next morning. He was gone maybe 10 minutes when her phone rang.

“You left your car at the studio.”

“You called me about my car?”

“Not really.”

“Wow. You played me like your fucking guitar.”

“I play Sax too.”

“You would.”

“Breakfast?”

“No. I have an early meeting.”

“Early breakfast then?”

“I have to sleep.”

“You aren’t ready to go to sleep. You’re hungry and you want me again.”

“I do?”

“Breakfast?”

“Fine.” She pressed end before he could say anything else. She hadn’t set the phone down even when the doorbell rang. He had coffee and gourmet fucking croissants. The coffee was cold before she got to it.

She found herself in a life of deception. Her friends teased her; with her cougar figure she needed a boy toy. She was embarrassed to admit hers was probably half her age. Her ex-husband, jealous of her newfound success as the Mexican radio sales goddess sneered insults about the geriatric sugar daddy she had to be keeping on the side. She snickered to herself that he was actually a degenerate old hippie.

She found herself juggling her social calendar like a master performer. A Tuesday spent beneath Nathaniel’s perfect body, was followed by a Wednesday afternoon hidden away listening to jazz and falling victim to the skills of the old musicians fingers. She would find herself justifying herself. Nathaniel was mature for his age. Ozzie kept himself amazingly trim and fit for someone as old as he was. She spent a late night sorting through his apartment admiring the odd collection of memorabilia piled on shelves. She spent a hot afternoon in the park watching her boy scamper about playing an odd mixture of Frisbee and football admiring his bare chest and letting impure thoughts of what he would do to her after a shower. Or maybe no shower!

She sat with her friends in a dark old nightspot downtown watching his fingers and letting the sounds of Ozzie’s guitar seduce her yet again. “I know him from work, he’s a DJ,” she told them, dismissing his charms when he came over to chat.

“No one can know I am seeing you.” she would tell each of them as she slipped out of their bedrooms. She expected it all to come crashing down around her any day. She finished the bottle and checked her phone. No calls, a single Text from her daughter. She would be home soon. She finished the bottle and waited.

They had both asked her to the same Rock-a-Billy concert that night. She had wanted to go. She hated that she knew exactly who she wanted to go with and put it out of her mind. Her daughter arrived. She opened another bottle of wine and sat gossiping with the young woman her little girl had become. She was a dead ringer for what Roni looked like at her age. Tired from a plane flight and dinner with her father, Stephanie disappeared to the guest room.

Roni had learned something recently. Being drunk brought out honesty. She was just a little bit too drunk. She picked up her phone. She dialed.

Talking to voicemail, “Nathan, love. I’m so sorry. As much as I would love to spend the weekend with you I don’t think I’m going to be able to. Call me Sunday.”

She sat staring at the phone. He was at the concert still, gaziantep escort portalı she figured. She dialed again waiting for voicemail.

“Hey.” His gravelly voice surprised her.

“Hey back at you.”

“What’s up?”

“You don’t sound happy to hear from me.”

“I don’t know if I am or not yet.”

“Is that offer still open for the lake tomorrow?”

“You know it is. You have to meet my son though. I thought I would have a back-up in case you decided to chicken out.”

“That’s the thing. I have to bring Stephanie, my daughter. Is that okay?”

“You are going to introduce me to your daughter?”

“Is that okay.”

“Am I your boyfriend?”

“Aren’t you a little old to be a boyfriend.”

“Are you one to talk? It is your birthday.”

“Are you going to rub that in all day? I won’t go.”

“I’ll rub whatever you want.”

“Shut up.”

“9:00 then. Make me eggs.”

“Not likely.” Fucking Ozzie, she thought.

“Good night.”

“Good night.”

The text had come in while she was on the phone. “np. ttyl” She was a little sad but felt all the more sure of herself. She wandered back to bed, already missing her boy toy.

She broke the news to her daughter over coffee. She wasn’t sure exactly what kind of reaction she expected, but a giant hug surprised her. How did she not even know she was dating? How could she be all secretive? What was the deal? Was he a younger man?

Roni smiled to herself at the thought of it. They gossiped and Roni described him in loving detail like a teenager fawning over her crush. Her daughter teased her for giving it up for a musician. Roni watched the clock and at a quarter to nine got up and went to the fridge.

“What are you doing?”

“Cooking eggs. And just stop before you even start!”

When Ozzie rang the bell Stephanie beat her to the door. She giggled and fawned over him like a groupie. She knew him from the radio and was all that more excited.

“You too are not allowed to talk about me or I’m not going.” She scolded them.

“I’m in love with your mom.” Roni blushed at the thought.

“Oh my god! She’s in love with you, too! She’s making eggs!”

“One more word and someone’s getting a frying pan to the skull.” All the same, she smiled as she scrambled two eggs together with some sausage she hoped desperately had not gone bad.

His truck was older but immaculate. She sat watching him as he drove and talked about old concerts. Stephanie hung on every word. His son had the boat at the lake. As he pulled into the parking lot and she saw the old red sport utility attached to the sporty little ski boat a single thought ran through her head. Despite her best efforts, she muttered it under her breath.

“Oh, fuck.”

“Guess you didn’t know…” he smiled back at her. It was that insidious little grin he had the first time she had met him.

“Ozzie Knight… That’s like, a stage name?”

“Gustafson doesn’t really roll off the lips.”

“Nathaniel Gustafson?”

As if he was reading an introduction, the tall long haired boy, sans shirt and in swim trunks, rose from the boat and waved. “Nathaniel Oswald Gustafson III”

“Mom! He’s gorgeous!” Stephanie yanked off her T-shirt releasing her bountiful chest and bikini top. “Girls, go to work!” She commanded her breasts and swung open the back door of the truck. She nearly fell to the concrete.

“He figured it out last night.”

“You knew though, from the very start.”

“Yeah… You mad?” She had gone silent. She was mad but she would get over it. She was doing math in her head. He said something once, high school sweetheart…

“So… 25, 26?”

“Nate’s 26.”

“So…”

“I’m 45… I know. It’s the gray beard. I should shave it.” They were both silent. They watched Nate show Stephanie around the boat preparing to put it in the water. The girls were indeed working their magic. “Is that a problem, I heard you like younger men.

Fucking Ozzie, she thought to herself. “Did you bring beer?”

“Lots.”

“Isn’t it a little sick? I mean…”

“Sorta. But we’re a family of musicians. That shit happens.”

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The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person, location or situation in particular. All characters engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen. This submission is 3rd is a series of a 4-part story about a mature man starting to model for an artist, leading to other fun sexual activities. I hope you have had fun & enjoyed reading my stories. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. I even will give you a hint of the cliff hanger in this story but not all of it. I also am planning a separate story tied into this story.

They lay together, cuddling — Kathy leaking cum down her leg — Andy tells her to hang on and the next thing you know Andy gets between her legs and starts licking her pussy and his own cum. After a few minutes of him licking her cunt, sucking out his own cum, Kathy slowly closes her legs to prevent him from continuing this to her, as no one has ever gone down on her after cumming into her, not her husband or the two lovers she had prior to Andy.

Kathy states Andy you are a kind and gentle lover, however I am a little sore and sensitive down there, can you please come up here and kiss me, then let’s shower, enjoy dinner downstairs in the nude and see what is next.

Kathy & Andy head back up to her Master Suite after a nice dinner, they lay together and start actually making gentle love to each other. Gentle kisses, tongues touching, hands exploring each other’s body. Kathy is wet again and decides to take over the lovemaking so she has Andy lay on his back and mounts him. Going up & down, slowly very slowly, on his 6.5 inches of erect penis like she is on a merry go-round horse. Andy extends his hands, reaching out to her breasts, starting to feel them, like it was his first time exploring a female’s tit. As Kathy rides Andy slowing — building him up and herself towards a climax, Andy continues to squeeze her breasts, now wetting his fingers on each hand and taking her long nipples into his fingers, pulling on them like he is milking a cow.

Kathy’s juices are flowing, making it easier for her to slide up and down Andy’s penis so she starts moving faster and riding Andy harder — tightening her pussy muscles, Andy cums first pumping his cum into her, with his cum in her, Kathy is turned on more and more, she starts to ride Andy, even harder, almost hurting him as she starts her own orgasm. After Kathy cums, she relaxes with Andy still in her, but feeling his penis starting to go down. After about 10 minutes of resting like this, Kathy goes into the en suite bathroom to wipe herself and then brings out a damp towel to wipe Andy up. The two lay together cuddling with Andy’s penis by her ass, they both fall sound asleep, exhausted after the sexual encounters and work in the studio.

Kathy & Andy wake up in bed together, Andy’s hand is covering her right breast. Kathy thanks him for a wonderful evening and great sex. Andy starts rubbing and tweaking her sensitive nipples, Kathy alerts him that he better be able to finish what he is about to start, Andy rolls over to start sucking on her nipples.

Andy’s starts getting erect and Kathy reaches down to start moving her hand up and down his dick. Andy flips around, going into a 69 and starts licking the outer folds of Kathy’s sweet pussy then Kathy take’s Andy’s cock into her mouth, sucking wildly. Even though Kathy cleaned them both up, they still each taste some of their combined juices from last night’s lovemaking.

Both are breathing heavy, almost cumming together, when Kathy stops sucking on Andy and tells him to face her and jam his dick into her hard. Andy turns to Kathy and he starts to enter her gentle for the first couple of inches than under her spell he jams it in.

The two of them are going at it like wild animals in the woods. Andy lifting her legs over his shoulders for better penetration, taking some of her pussy juice on his finger and inserting into her ass. In/out the finger past the knuckle, deeper into her asshole, pumping harder with his penis, Kathy can feel the limited hairs from his groin and finger in her ass, Andy is about to cum and Kathy’s tightens her pussy muscles around his penis, as his own balls tighten up. Both building up a sweat they finally cum together. Large streams of pussy juice squirt from Kathy mixed with Andy’s own pool of cum.

They cuddle for a few minutes and rest, as Andy starts to head towards Kathy’s pussy, she pulls him back telling him not this time, as I am much to sensitive down there for you to touch me. Andy holds off as they continue to cuddle. After about a ½ hour Kathy goes to the bathroom Kartal Escort to clean up, leaking their combined fluids down her leg as she makes her way to the en suite bathroom, she pees in the toilet. Andy decides, to take some Kleenex from the bedside table to wipe his dick off. Hearing Kathy in the shower, he goes into the bathroom to also take a piss then joins Kathy in the shower.

Toweling each other off they throw on robes and head downstairs for freshly made coffee and breakfast. Over Breakfast, Kathy explains some of the next phase of the project, being brief with details. When we go into the studio, please go back by the privacy screen and put on a new pair of one of the disposable plastic wrapped paper thong type underwear for men that are there on the table, the T-shirt and come back in wearing your robe. Perplexed, Andy gives Kathy a look, she smiles and tells him not to worry, he will enjoy the next portion of her art project.

Feeling funny now dressed as he is, since Kathy has seen him in all his glory and they have made love a few times, he sees Kathy over by her easels in an open robe, wearing a black disposable strapless bra and matching G-String panty, similar to what you would wear tanning and like she had on yesterday, when they started their session together.

Kathy has Andy stand by the chair telling him to remove his robe, Andy moves to the chair and stands there as Kathy takes 2 quick snapshots and starts drawing on her easel with a piece of blue charcoal. A couple of minutes later, Andy hears movement from behind, wanting to turn around to see who is approaching but Kathy yells out to him to please hold his pose. Standing in the room now, dressed in a similar robe as he & Kathy, is the young 18-year-old teen, wearing the same eye mask, as she had on in the wall pictures.

Andy feels very funny now, seeing this beauty live and in person, as he is dressed in minimal clothing and very much exposed. Kathy explains that this is Kerry and as you can tell Andy, I have used her in some of my photos and paintings, she is 18-years-old and this is the first time she is posing with a male model. Like I did for you yesterday, we are going to take this slowly for her as well. The client has demanded, that Kerry’s eye mask must remain on throughout this project. Andy’s third middle leg was starting to move under the paper thong type underwear and all he could think of was slow down there, go down please!

Kathy noticed Andy’s excitement, even Kerry did under her eye mask, but Kathy kept things flowing and further explained, we are going to have Kerry stand next to you side by side, then you are going to put your arm around her shoulders then waist, when I tell you to. Kerry honey, please remove your robe, Kerry removes her robe and Andy notices that she is dressed just like Kathy, and Kerry shyly moves over towards and next to Andy. Kathy snaps some photos of the two, then starts drawing using black charcoal on another easel.

Stopping after 10 minutes of sketching, Kathy has Andy remove his shirt and Kerry remove her bra, Kathy tells Kerry that she will also be topless and removes her own bra covering. After seeing Kathy’s breasts exposed, very slowly Kerry removes her bra, giving Andy a quick glimpse, before she shakes her head, so that her beautiful flowing red hair covers her 32 B breasts, as Kathy starts taking more pictures of this event, Kathy explains to Kerry that they previously discussed this and that she should be the professional model that she is and relax. Finally, she pulls her Red hair behind her head to exposes her teen tits. Andy notices her rosy pink areolas and longer nipples, as his now 6.5 inches starts to move out of it’s paper covering.

Kathy tells Andy to place his right hand over Kerry’s right breast and hold it. Andy is reluctant at first but follows Kathy’s direction. Noticing Andy’s erection popping through, she is laughing to herself, knowing what this session is all about and what is on the agenda for Andy & Kerry, Kathy starts to feel some wetness in her own pussy, watching this and thinking about what is coming up next. Kathy starts taking some photos and then goes to her easel to continue some more drawing.

Kathy decides that since the atmosphere is sexual that a break is necessary and that Kerry & Andy should relax and put there robes back on. Kathy does the same. Andy excuses himself and heads off to the bathroom. Trying to take a piss, with the girls still in the studio and a major hard-on, Andy decides to pull off a quick load and masturbates himself, cuming quickly thinking about touching Kerry’s Pendik Escort breast and what Kathy may have coming up next in this project. Andy is thinking boy did I luck out answering a want ad! Andy finally pisses then flushes the toilet and comes back into the studio with his penis back covered again by the paper thong.

Kerry runs off herself, for a quick bathroom break and Kathy passes a bottle of water to Andy asking him what he thinks of today’s session. Andy just states UNBELIEVABLE, I never imagined I would be modeling for a beautiful woman with even a more beautiful teen girl. Kathy just states, wait the best is yet to CUM.

Kerry returns, grabbing a water from Kathy and stands next to Andy again. Everyone removes their robes and Kathy announces for this next phase, I need the both of you to remove your bottom covering. Again, shyly Kerry removes her G-string, as well Andy starts removing his own brief covering while Kathy starts to remove her own. Noticing Kerry’s fine red hairs on her small landing strip, Andy is thinking, thank goodness I jerked myself off in the bathroom or I would be shooting from just looking at this nude teen beauty. Kathy explains to the both of them, that to keep this portion of the session flowing, I am going to have the Video camera filming and also take photos, then later, at another time I will start to draw and then paint using the photos and videos as my guide.

Based on this, you both will be happy to learn that this session will flow much easier and quicker. Kathy announces, that I need the two of you to face each other, hands on the other’s shoulders and hold it. Both Andy & Kerry comply as Kathy starts snapping pictures. After a while Kathy announces, OK Kerry, I hope you are ready for this, as we discussed, when I told you about this project. Andy, I need you to cup both of Kerry’s breasts, rubbing her nipples with your fingertips. Hesitant and slowly Andy moves his hands towards Kerry’s teen perky breasts looking for confirmation from Kerry that it is ok, she shakes her head in a yes, Andy places his hands over both of her breasts then slowly rubs her long nipples. Kerry lets out a soft moan and Kathy knows this is turning both models on. Photos are snapped and after about 5 or so minutes of Andy rubbing her nipples, while massaging her lithe small breasts, Kerry is starting to get hornier, and feeling wetness forming between her own legs, Kathy tells them to please stop for the next part.

Kathy then poses Kerry sitting down in the chair next, with Andy standing directly behind her, with his hands on her shoulders and his 6.5-inch erection with pre-cum, going past her face, she is told by Kathy to turn her head sideways right where Andy’s cock is. Kathy yells out hold that pose and starts to snap pictures. With Kerry’s face and mouth almost touching his penis and after rubbing her tits/nipples, Andy starts leaking even more pre-cum.

Kathy notices this and explains to Kerry that the time has come, in her client’s project, to learn how to give a man a proper blow job. Another video camera that was added for a different view, is started, as she explains to Kerry how to give Andy a proper blow job.

Being very nervous about giving her first BJ, Kerry looks towards Kathy for further direction while Andy stands there in amazement listening to Kathy, as a teacher to a student talking to Kerry as if he isn’t in the same room.

Take your hands around his penis first to get the feel and go up and down a little, playing and touching his balls. Next, take his penis inside your mouth.

Wrap your lips around his penis like it’s a Popsicle. Take one long stroke down, from the tip to his base. You will find a rhythm as you go along and listen to Andy’s breathing. You can use your hands to help work your way into a comfortable flow.

Start humming and moaning so Andy knows you’re into it, and I am sure it will feel great for him. If you’re getting more wet from sucking him off, show him. Grab a fingertip of your pussy juice, show it to him, how wet you are from today’s session with him and lift it to Andy’s mouth so he can suck off your finger to taste your pussy juice.

Kathy continues teaching Kerry, then start alternating between sucking, swirling your tongue one way and then another, and flicking it lightly. Andy is so, so very happy he took a load earlier during the bathroom break. He is thinking for a first time, under Kathy’s guidance, this girl knows what she is doing and making it so hard for him NOT TO CUM.

The idea is to bring him to the cusp of his orgasm, stop, take a short Göztepe Escort break before he cums, then bring him to the edge again. Then mix it up by using a mouth + hand combination to rhythmically stroke in and out. Andy starts to breath very heavy signaling to both Kerry & Kathy that he has held his load long enough while this 18-year old beauty sucks him off for about 10 plus minutes. All of sudden, Kathy notices that on her own, without any direction from her, that Kerry is trying to slowly, inch by inch, deep throat Andy’s 6.5 inches.

Kerry starts choking & coughing, losing Andy’s penis from her mouth, but seeing Andy is about to shoot and catching back her normal breathing again, takes Andy’s penis back into her mouth to finish him off. Kathy tells Kerry to get ready to swallow her first load from a man and be ready, to get it all, but if you don’t, that is also ok. Andy blows like never before, he thought having sex with Kathy was some of the best orgasms & loads but having Kerry blow him, he came & came and Kerry started coughing again releasing his cock from her small mouth with his cum starting to drip down the sides of her mouth.

After a minute of two, Andy gently lifts Kerry off the chair and then sits down pulling her onto his lap, his penis slides between her legs, almost going into her pussy, feeling her wetness, he starts to kiss her, tasting his own fresh cum.

Stopping taking pictures about 3 minutes or so ago, Kathy is sitting in a chair by her easel and masturbating herself with a large paint brush then starts cumming on her own, watching as Andy and Kerry enjoy each other’s kisses with tongues moving exploring each other’s mouth with Andy moving his mouth to start nipping on her elongated nipples while squeezing her small and firm breasts with rosy pink areolas. The room smells from sweat and sex. Andy even starts rubbing Kerry’s small nub of a clit, continuing to feeling her wetness.

Kathy notices how Andy is now sitting and also that he is trying to go too far, at this time with Kerry, and yells out everyone please stop to take a break. Kathy asking both of them to head to the large shower in the master bedroom to clean up, relax, recharge, at 45 years old Kerry, as Andy needs to recharge his batteries, and us gals need to calm down, before the next photo and video session, even Kathy was so turned on, that she couldn’t take anymore photos and was glad she had two video cameras filming this life changing event for Kerry, her 18-year old daughter.

Andy helps Kerry stand up and then goes over to kiss and hug Kathy, she jumps as his penis touches are very wet & sensitive pussy. All three of them, very sexual charged head upstairs to Kathy’s large shower. Kerry’s eye mask remaining on throughout all this time with her changing quickly to a scuba type mask covering her nose and eyes looking funny as she heads into the shower. Hands go everywhere in the shower, as they gently wash & soap each other, making sure to clean each other’s nooks. They all came out of the shower, toweling each other off, Kathy dries Andy, Andy dries Kathy while Kathy dries Kerry, making sure her legs, ass, breasts and pussy are all dried off.

By now it is getting late and Kathy tells Andy & Kerry to meet her in the kitchen, all of them staying nude at this time, Kerry switched back to her other mask, (Andy has yet to see this beauty’s full face, wondering why the mask). Kathy had previously put out waters, soda, pre-made sandwiches and some food plates so everyone can re-charge. Kathy has big plans for the next Photo and video shoot.

Kathy left Kerry she is enjoying posing and the limited sex between them. They were both told by Kathy, prior to her departure, to come back into a separate room off the kitchen, un-beknown to Andy, Kerry lives in the same house with her mom and slowly leads Andy into this new room, where the lights are on but slightly dimmed, three video cameras are set up around a massage table covered in a sheet with some pillows, with a fourth camera set-up above the larger than normal table.

Kathy explains, that since Andy has given her some great sensuous massages to her, that the next part, as discussed with her client, is that Andy will give Kerry, as a thank you for the fantastic blow job, a sensuous massage. Massage oils and lotions are on the large massage table for Andy to use.

Andy helps Kerry move onto the double wide massage table, and has her lie on her front first resting her head on one of the pillows in the middle of the table.

Well folks, I hope you have enjoyed this part of the story. I decided to end the 3rd part, at this point of the story, as I am working on the middle to end this story. I have the beginning and the end, and if you have written stories, I am sure you are aware that parts of the end will be re-written as I type.

I am hoping you the reader will want more.

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Author’s Note:

“This was my first submission to Literotica back in November of 2004. It’s raw and unpolished, but I think it stands well on its own. Enjoy!”

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I had been working as a nurse’s aide at the hospital for almost six months, and was beginning to realize how much I hated the job. I worked on the Sub Acute unit, a place reserved mainly for people there to die, coma victims and quadriplegics. It was a hard place to work, the humanity of it all. I had to feed them, bathe them, clean them, wipe them, turn them and groom them. What had at first been a job I loved was rapidly becoming a nightmare.

I had few friends there that I liked, and most of the time friends were what got you through cleaning and preparing dead bodies and watching people waste away. Of course, the social environment of the hospital was more like a high school than a professional work place. All the clicks were there, instead of jocks you had docs, cheerleaders became nurses and everyone else just worked to support them. Subsequently, there was a lot of gossip and backstabbing, secret vendettas and such. So even friends I held a safe distance away.

The person I suppose I most enjoyed being around and who I trusted the most was a respiratory therapist named Linda. She and I shared the same sense of humor and interest in a lot of things, but we also shared the same distaste for the horrible situations we dealt with every day in the line of our work. She was up front and honest, and she was attractive to boot. She was tall, an inch taller than myself at 6’1″ with shoulder length blonde hair and a body that had given birth to two children and managed to bounce back pretty well. Her breasts had to be at least a 34 D from what I could tell looking down the opening V-neck of her scrubs whenever I could. She was 45, but you wouldn’t really know it.

I never really noticed Linda’s age as we got to know each other more and more, but I did notice I had growing attraction for her. She had a wit and confidence that was irresistible, the kind of personality that was beautiful and special without even trying. As the next few weeks progressed, we began confiding in each other. Her live in boyfriend was a nice guy, but he was also an obsessive jerk who had to control her and say mean things to her. Her frustration made me feel bad, but I did my best to counsel her.

“It feels so pointless sometimes,” she said as I watched her check the respirator equipment. She worked the machines as though it were second nature as I put new blankets on the patient in B-bed. “It’s like I can’t win with him.”

I shrugged. “Maybe that’s the whole point.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“Look,” I said, flattening out the sheet, “He sounds like he’s the kind of guy who has got to have total control all the time because he’s probably never had any ever in his own life. Making you feel bad in his way of feeling good.”

“That’s a bold observation for a 23-year-old,” she smiled.

“I like to think of myself as a very young Yoda,” I took the dirty linens over to the hamper and dropped them in. “I mean, my hair is already falling out, my ears stick out and half the time I’m here the smell is making me turn green.”

“Your hair is not falling out,” she consoled as we washed our hands in the bathroom. “It’s just receding, like Bruce Willis or Tom Hanks.”

“You’re sweet, but by the time I’m 25 I’ll be Kojak.”

Linda laughed. “Who loves ya, baby?”

“Exactly.”

We moved on to the next room and began our tasks. Typically, the aides are paired off together and work as a team. But today my partner was Stan, and since Stan had been there since they opened up this wing of the hospital ten years ago, he felt he had the right to watch the hunting and fishing channel whenever he wanted. Since most of our patients were comatose or quadriplegics, they didn’t really complain either. Truth be told, I was glad Stan was off doing his own thing. Spending time alone with Linda was becoming the highlight of my day. And she obviously was enjoying it too, because she often came into the rooms I worked in more than any other.

“You’re too hard on yourself, you know?” she said as she examined another regulator.

“Just being honest about myself.”

“Well, I think you’re adorable,” Maltepe Escort she smiled. “You’ve got beautiful eyes, a great smile, you’re in great shape and you have a nice ass.”

I felt my heart jump at her compliments. “Wow, aren’t we being forward today? Flattery will get you everywhere,” I said, being as bold as I knew how to be.

“It’s true. I’m not the only woman to say so either. Do you work out?”

I laughed. “Not really. I just have well placed fat. My man-breasts look like pecs, that’s all.”

“Shut up.”

“Seriously.”

She came around the bed and put her hand on my chest. I felt my cock slowly beginning stir and tried to suppress it. When you’re wearing scrubs, anything past being limp shows up like a mountain. Considering I have a healthy seven-inch cock, I knew if I wasn’t careful someone would notice. But, maybe I wanted her to notice…

“Feels like muscle to me,” she said. Our eyes lingered long enough to where I knew she wasn’t just being kind, but there was more there. I was in good shape, and I actually had been blessed with a good figure with the exception of small love handles. Our moment was broken when the door opened and we quickly went back to work, both of us blushing. Stan walked in, offering help. I couldn’t believe his timing as I watched Linda leave the room out of the corner of my eye.

In the hall, I walked past her cart and she handed me a note. I stepped into room 10 and unfolded it. It read:

“Want to fool around?”

My heart was thudding now as I held the paper in my hands. My cock was starting to rise again and I just had to go in the bathroom and run cold water on my hands. After I had composed myself, I walked back out and stopped by her cart. I looked at her casually and said, “Yes. Room 7.”

I walked to room 7, a comatose room, and went inside. It was around 4 p.m., and things were busy, so I knew I had some time I could spend with her as long as I closed the door and we went in the bathroom. The chances of anyone bothering us were slim. I waited for a few minutes and then Linda came in the room. She smiled as she closed the door and I felt almost as nervous and giddy as I did the night I lost my virginity. There was something so sexy about her and as she looked at me with her bright blue eyes. I took her hand and we went into the bathroom. It was still light enough outside that we could see each other in the darkened bathroom. I turned on the water in the sink for noise.

“You sure about this?” she asked me as I pulled her to me. I slid my hands down the small of her back and I saw a real vulnerability in her eyes. She tilted her face towards mine. “I’m old enough to be your mother…”

“I’m sure,” I breathed and kissed her. I gave her the best kiss I had ever given. Our lips sealed together and I felt our tongues slide and tangle wetly with each other. Her hands slid up and down my back, shoulders and sides. At first, it was very deep and passionate and then we began to kiss faster and more hungrily. My cock was now engorged and pressing against her. She began to rub herself against it. We did this for about five minutes until the door outside opened. We jumped back to reality and put our hands in the warm water, acting as though we had just finished with a patient.

“So,” I said casually, “There’s really nothing that I, as an aide, can do to adjust the respiration equipment?”

“No,” she said, her voice quivering still and then stronger. “No, it’s illegal. Sorry.”

Stan looked in. At first I thought maybe he knew, and the way he looked at me made me think we were busted. I hoped my erection had gone down some, but I could still feel it straining against my boxers. I leaned forward a little to hide it. Then he said, “It’s almost dinner time, let’s go.”

I looked at my watch. To my surprise, it hadn’t been five minutes but fifteen since we came into the room.

The next few weeks we continued our bathroom make-out sessions. Out of the 11 rooms on the unit, we groped and pawed each other in 10 of them. And each time, we grew bolder and bolder. She eventually had her hand in my scrubs stroking my cock, I had her scrub top and bra lifted up lifted up sucking on her nipples and rubbing her crotch with my hands, fingering her pussy.

One day towards Anadolu Yakası Escort the end of shift, we slipped into the women’s bathroom and locked the door. I pushed her against the wall and undid her pants as we feverishly kissed. I pulled the bottoms and her panties off her left leg, so that leg was free. I rested her thigh on my shoulder and began gently kissing the soft inner flesh. She was moaning softly under her breath as I slid my tongue up her thigh and across the upper end of her slit. I traced her lips with my tongue and then began long, soft licks from one end of her pussy to the other. She ran her hands though my hair and then pulled up her top and bra. I looked up and saw her cupping each breast in her hands, gently kneading them together, and her head propped against the wall. She began rubbing her nipples, and I swear to this day I have never seen anything as sexy as her doing that. As I flicked my tongue over her clit, she let out a sigh and I felt her legs tremble. I kept my eyes on her large, milky white breasts for a moment longer, as she tweaked her nipples and began to breathe heavier and faster.

I set to work on her clit, flicking it, circling it and suckling on it. She was getting so wet I could feel her juices running down past my goatee to my throat. I kept working her clit with my tongue, and her leg spasms became more pronounced and erratic. She was breathing hard now, and I could see her biting her lip as she desperately suppressed her cries. Her nipples were as hard as rocks and protruded out like small spikes. I slid my free hand up her stomach began rubbing her left nipple, gently rolling it between my thumb and index finger.

Suddenly, she jerked and cried out as a flood of juices squirted into my mouth and onto my face. Her legs squeezed around me and she hugged my head to her body as she rode her climax. I stood up, grabbing a paper towel and wiping the excess fluid off my face. Her chest was heaving as she pulled me to her.

“Oh my God, where did you learn how to do that?” she breathed.

“I lost my virginity to an older woman,” I smiled. ‘She showed me the ropes.”

“God, I could be crazy with you,” she whispered as she pulled me close. I felt her undoing my scrub bottoms. She spoke into my ear, sending shivers through my body. “I want to take your cock and suck on it so bad. I’ve fantasized about tasting you, sucking you… I’ve wanted you since the day we met.”

I submitted myself to the overpowering waves of instinct and need surging through my body. I felt almost dizzy. “I’ve wanted you too. Badly.”

She yanked my pants and boxers down with one tug and grasped my throbbing cock. “I want to take your cock and put it between my tits, and let you fuck them. Would you like to fuck my tits?

“Yes,” I whispered as she stroked me.

She looked me in the eye and said, “I want you to fuck my tits and cum all over them. All over my neck and face.”

I could hardly breathe as she turned me around, pressed my back against the wall and kneeled. My mind was racing a million miles per minute as she kneeled down. Her tits grazed past my aching cock, and she squeezed them together, enveloping it. The soft flesh around my shaft and head created such a silky sensation that I almost came right there. I pinched myself hard on the arm. Later, I realized I drew blood from that pinch.

Linda finished going down to her knees and positioned her face right in front of my cock. Her hands grasped my thighs as she licked and kissed the tip of my cock, making it bounce back and forth like a springboard with each lick. I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy this while trying to think of every baseball game I had ever seen.

I felt her suck me into her mouth. The sensations arched like electricity all over my body as she deep throated me, pulling me closer by grasping my ass with both hands. Her head bobbed up and down on me, and every so often she would graze her teeth across my head or flick my balls with her tongue. I could feel my orgasm close; an orgasm so deep from within that it almost scared me to release it.

Before Linda, I had been with fifteen different women, and I had never felt anything even close to this

“Linda, you’re going to make me cum…”

She kept sucking me as my legs began Ümraniye Escort to shake a little. She slid her mouth off me with a quiet * pop * sound as put my cock between her breasts. I could see my swollen purple head sticking out of her cleavage. I was in the throes of the impending orgasm as she slid her breasts up and down around my shaft. I couldn’t hold back anymore and I stifled a yell as my wad blew. I felt hot semen actually splash onto my face as I came. My mouth hung open as I gasped for air. I could feel my cock throbbing with each spurt of cum. I felt like my fingers were going to actually dig into the wall. Finally, it abated and I opened my eyes

She stood up in front of me, and I saw a trail of cum from her cheek all the way down across her bunched up uniform and bra to her tits. A gob of cum was sliding down her right breast and hung on her nipple. She cupped the breast and brought it to her lips, licking the sticky semen off her breast. She used her finger to take the cum off her neck and uniform and proceeded to lick that up as well.

“You taste great, baby” she said huskily as I used my own finger to wipe the cum off my face. She grabbed my hand and sucked my cum-covered finger into her mouth. We kissed each other passionately, and for the first time I tasted my own semen. The salty taste lingered after we broke our kiss and we just held each other, the heat from our bodies making us break a light sweat.

I felt myself stirring again. I couldn’t believe it. Linda felt it too and whispered to me, “Lets fuck each other, right here, right now.”

I pulled her top and bra off all the way as she took my shirt off. This was so crazy. People were bound to notice we were missing, but I didn’t care anymore. I pushed her against the wall and she opened her legs up. Our bodies pressed together and the heat between us made me grow even more aroused. She wrapped one leg around me as we devoured each other, our tongues desperately flickering in our mouths. I pressed my cock to her pussy, the head just shy of entering.

“I’m on the pill, it’s okay,” she whispered and lowered herself onto my cock. I slid into her and she was surprisingly tight. I grunted as we began to gyrate against each other, getting the feel. Then, we began to fuck. I couldn’t really think anymore, and my previous orgasm gave me an edge over cumming early as we moved together. She held onto my ass with both hands as we fucked. We kissed each other passionately as we tried to catch our breath. I sucked on her tongue as my cock slid in and out, my hand rubbing her tits.

She then stopped, slid off me and grasped the sink with both hands. I held her hips and slid into her from behind. I felt so powerful as I plunged my cock deep into her again and again. I could hear her moaning again, and my cock was so swollen it almost hurt as we humped. I could feel my balls slapping against her as my speed increased. In the mirror above the sink, I saw her looking at me. My body was glistening with sweat in the white neon light, my nipples hard and every muscle pulled taut. Her face was consumed with lust as her tits swung back and forth to our rhythm. She brushed her hair out of her face and said something I didn’t expect.

“I love you.”

For whatever reason, those words caused my body to shiver as I heard my heart speak back to her, true and plainly. “I love you too.”

Her eyes closed and we continued, in our own little world. Amazingly, she orgasmed before I did, her pussy tightening and spasming around my cock as she came for the second time. Her juices ran down my leg as I came, blowing my load deep inside her. We almost collapsed on the floor, but we remembered where we were and stood, holding each other for support. Her breasts felt so good against my chest. My cock beginning to subside as it pressed against her, completely spent. We stood there for a long time until my cum began to leak out of her. She grabbed a paper towel and wiped it up.

“We have to do this more often.” I said as I wet a paper towel and cleaned my cock off.

“Yes we do,” she smiled as she put her clothes back on. I stopped her and kissed each of her breasts very gently.

“Down boy,” she said, “We’ll be lucky if no one notices we’ve been gone.”

“I meant what I said.”

She looked at me and smiled, that beautiful smile and then kissed me as I held her breasts. “I meant it to,” she said, and hugged me close.

“Not that I want to pick out curtains or anything.”

Linda laughed. “We’re just getting started. Like I said, I could get crazy with you.”

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I

When Russell returned home for the summer after his second year of university, he was expecting some nice family time with his parents. Instead, Denise had to hit with him with some life changing news considering her and his father — her partner.

“What do you mean you’re separating?!” he outraged.

She tried to sound comforting, but her voice didn’t hint at any pain. Truthfully, she didn’t have any beyond perhaps what her son was going through. “These things happen, Russ. We really couldn’t avoid it. Your father and I just don’t connect as we used it.”

Russell looked to his father, Richard, who was tense and quiet. “Dad…?”

“Sorry kiddo, sometimes life doesn’t go as you expected it.”

“I don’t get it…how could this happen? You guys looked fine at Christmas. Why didn’t you say anything then?”

Denise continued to carry her calm, reasonable tone, “We didn’t want to burden your year. And we’ve gotten pretty good at putting on faces over the years.”

“You mean this has been going on a long time?!”

“We kept our problems from you to protect you. But now that you’re older, we have no reason to hide it – I have no reason to hide it.”

Russell shook his head. “No. I don’t believe this. You two love each other. And you should’ve told me before.” He looked to his father again to say something. Something to fix things. He had his hands in pockets, his posture slumped over, and his vision not targeted at either one.

Denise also looked to her husband and knew he wasn’t going to speak. Instead, she did, “Regardless of whether we should’ve given you warning, it wasn’t your decision. As hard as it is to hear, you wouldn’t have changed anything.”

Russell put his hands on his head. “This is nuts,” he proclaimed, dropping them again to look at his parents, “You just need to talk it out…go to one of those marriage counsellors or something.”

“Honev,” Denise started she rubbed his arm, “I know this is hard for you. Believe me: that ship has sailed. We can’t go back.”

She watched as he said nothing, opting to look down at the floor. The tiles were new. She would have to talk about the renovation with him as well. For now they were caught in some silent tension-filled moments.

Russell’s father was the first to break the silence. “I should get going. I’ll see you soon, Russ.”

He lifted his head. “Wait, where are you going?”

“I’m staying with your uncle for now.”

“What? No. You can sleep in the basement or something until you two work things through. This is just a blip.”

His dad faintly smiled and touched his shoulder, squeezing it a bit. “We’ll talk soon.” With that, he turned to leave. He shared a mute exchange with Denise and then left the room.

She and Russell heard him walk through the creaky front hallway. With the thump of the front door behind him, he was gone. They stood in silence for a moment before Russell’s mom perked at him.

“So, what would you like for dinner? You must be starved after driving here this morning!”

A half hour later she called Russell down, who entered and sat down without a word. She watched as Russell fumbled with his food, loosely fitting and refitting the grains of rice on his fork. It was just the two of them at their circular dinner table now. That would admittedly take some getting used to on her part, too.

Normally she could look to her right and see her former partner sitting between them. They changed their seating years ago. Denise wondered if Russell suspected it was because they didn’t want to look across the table to see the other person looking back. Things had gotten that bad.

“You like the cupboards?” she asked, breaking the ice.

“Yeah, they look OK.”

“How about the countertops? They’re granite.”

“They’re good, Mom. I hope they came out like you wanted,” Russell said. There was annoyance in his voice. He must’ve been thinking how rich it was that she was asking his opinion after the fact — just like not saying a word about her divorce.

Then Russell dropped his fork, making it clang on the plate. “I don’t get it…why now?”

“The work on the kitchen? Well, it needed some updating…”

He shook his head. “No, you guys deciding to not be…together.”

“I told you, it was just timing. We did it for you.”

“You’ve been together for 17 years,” he urged once more.

“There were some very unhappy years, Russell. Your dad and I weren’t getting along for a long time.”

“But you should’ve talked or gone to see a professional,” Russell pleaded.

“Your Dad was too stubborn to go. He was convinced that nothing was wrong and it would’ve been a waste of money.” Denise took a drink of water. “Plus I don’t think it would have done any good either.”

“What do you mean?”

“Some situations are unfixable,” she said. When it looked like he still didn’t get it, she tried to explain with a reality check, “Happy endings don’t always happen.”

Denise was cognisant enough of her words and the disparaging Ataşehir Escort effect on her son. To be sure, she was unapologetic about how she felt about the situation. But to spare his feelings any further, she didn’t try to justify herself any longer. The other only words she would utter were to offer him more dinner.

“Seconds…?” she asked, holding up a Pyrex.

The next morning, Denise stretched her body out in her king sized bed. Her arms met the emptiness occupying the space next to her. The vastness of her king sized bed was becoming more familiar with each day away from her spouse, although some days she just forgot altogether. “Oh yeah,” she yawned, smiling to her herself.

Upbeat and peppy, she swung her long legs off the bed and hopped into the shower. She was singing too! She never used to sing. The water rained on her body, trailing down her modest chest, taut stomach, and powerful thighs. Denise was by no means a model, but she kept herself in great shape. Her body a product of her Dutch roots, she lathered her strawberry blonde tresses and washed her statuesque frame. In a former time, the mom made active use of her body, but those were indeed days gone by. Stepping out of the shower, she dried her strawberry blonde hair and picked out her outfit for the day.

She continued her tune as she glided down the stairs, her floral sundress floating along with her. When she entered the kitchen, she found Russell hunched over a bowl of oatmeal. There wasn’t a lot of her in him. Most notably, he took his father’s brown hair and eyes, and his height didn’t seem to come from her side of the family tree. She saw him do a double take as she passed by him.

“Gooood morning!” she sang as she went into the fridge and took out a low fat yogurt.

It was a week since the family’s meeting and Russell was, understandably at this point, very moody and angry with her. With the look he flashed at her, he was now very confused as well. “Morning…Mom…”

Denise pulled the lid off, licking the peachy residue. “What are you up to today?”

“I was going to go to the library and send out some resumes,” Russell told her. Being back at home meant he would have to make some money to prepare for the school year.

“Want me to give you a ride? I’m heading out too.”

Russell cocked his head. “Where are you going?”

“I have to take the car in for some maintenance. The brakes have been acting weird lately and I want to see if it’s something serious.”

“OK,” Russell said. He would have asked more, but he didn’t care enough. “No, I’m going to head out a bit later.”

Denise shrugged, scooping the last of the snack between her lips. “Suit yourself. I’m going to go upstairs to finish getting ready.”

Working her way into the hallway, she headed back upstairs and positioned herself in front of her bedroom vanity mirror. She was light with the makeup — some skin cream, blush, and mascara — but it was enough to make her feel beautiful. At 38, she still had a lot of her looks. She had to rely on herself for assurance of that. Russell’s father wasn’t big on showing appreciation toward her. Today, she did feel beautiful and wanted to show to the world.

For finishing touches, she strapped on a pair of earthy sandaled pumps and slung her purse over her arm. Her feet clattered on the stairs and she headed down the foyer to the front entrance, past her son who was still working on his breakfast. She called out to him as she pulled the door shut behind her. She wouldn’t see him sigh and shake his head before continuing with his breakfast.

Spring was here and it was a sunny, breezy day – nice enough to allow the window down a crack, anyways. She turned on the radio, finding a top 100 station, and sang along to the songs as she drove along.

At a red light, she noted again the thumping coming from the front of her car. Richard usually handled the servicing of their vehicles. She told him about the issues in her car, but he never got around to it. With him out of the picture, she would have to handle it herself.

She also saw a driver next to him, a 20-something boy look her up and down and smile. She smiled giddily back. Looking beyond him, there was a similarly aged girl in the passenger seat distracted on her phone. His girlfriend most likely. As the light hit green and she pulled away, the grin on her face got bigger.

Eventually turning into her destination, the mechanic — a stereotypical pudgy looking fellow with lots of hair – ushered Denise into the garage and then out of the car. He asked what she needed and she explained. As she did, she caught in her peripheral vision a young man working on one of the other vehicles. The man had a quick look and then reported his findings to Denise.

“Yup, your brake pads are pretty worn out and there might be a bit of loose wiring. I’ll let our apprentice Sean to take a look. Hey Sean!!!”

The young man she noted before emerged from behind a hood. The older man called him over and he stood in front Kadıköy Escort of them. Denise looked at him as he took her in. He was taller than his older mentor with a broad upper body and a fit body overall. Well, she had to guess on the latter point on account of his stained blue coveralls.

He brushed his dirty blonde hair as he addressed him, “Yeah?”

“Take a look at the brakes and let me know what you see,” the elder mechanic instructed.

Sean did as he asked. As he bent down to examine the car, Denise examined him. She couldn’t shake that she might have seen him before, possibly at Russell’s school. Yes, she had seen him! In front of the school once when she was picking up or dropping off her son. She saw the horsing around before Russell got in the car. She and the boy made eye contact for a brief moment before Russell urged her to go.

“Brake pads need replacing it looks. That engine might need a look, too,” Sean reported, standing up and wiping his oily hands.

“What does that mean?” Denise asked.

The mechanic quickly wrote out an estimate on a paper and handed it to her. “It means you’ll have to leave here with us until tomorrow. I gave you a little first time customer discount to ease the blow.”

Denise nodded, looking down at the yellow sheet. It was modest. She looked up at the apprentice. They were still eyeing each other. She smiled, “Thanks.”

“Do you have a ride home now?” the mechanic asked.

She shook her head, nervously laughing. “No. I was counting on being in and out.”

She started to work out scenarios in her head. Who would she call? Russell couldn’t help her because she had their only car now, her girlfriends were busy today…then it hit that she would have to call Russell’s dad. He would be on his lunch break and he worked nearby so it would be feasible. She desperately did not want it to have to come to that.

Then Sean spoke. “I can give you a lift.”

“Works for me, if it does for her,” the mechanic said.

Denise, trying to hide her relief, cordially obliged. “I’d like that.”

Sean balled up the greasy rag he was holding and launched it like a free throw onto a work bench. “Great, I’ll strip out of these and we’ll hit the road,” he winked.

Denise waited around, monitoring the garage around her. Conscious of how well dressed she looked, she knew how out of place she was in this industrial setting. It was dirty and loud. Denise was never someone who got her hands dirty; not because she felt mighty or anything, but because she just wasn’t very coordinated with her hands.

Then Sean came back and Denise’s hopes about his body were confirmed. He wore jeans and checkered white and grey shirt with his sleeves rolled neatly to his elbows. Her suspicions about seeing him before also became clearer.

“Ready?” he asked.

They already started walking when Denise told him she was. They got to his car, which was actually an older white pickup truck. He explained that he and his mentor used it whenever they had to make lunch or coffee runs. “Or for dropping off beautiful women that didn’t have use of their cars,” he joked.

As she laughed back, Sean opened the door for her. “Oh, thank you,” she delightfully noted as she climbed in. She felt his hand brush her lower back too. Despite its exterior, the cabin was modern enough with a replaced stereo and speaker system and new seats. Sean got in on his side, she gave him rough directions, and they pulled out of the lot.

“Want the windows up?” Sean asked.

“No, it’s fine, it’s a nice day after all,” she commented, launching into some dialogue to learn about him. “So, how long have been at the autoshop?”

Sean explained how he had been learning under Gus for almost a year now and was enrolled in a college program (he had already completed a year) which required him to secure the apprenticeship himself. “Yeah, even before I left Masterton I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted to do,” he finished.

“That’s great,” she smiled, noting his drive and his mention of Masterton most of all. That was Russell’s school too.

“And your story? Day off today?” he said.

“Something like that. I run an online business doing mostly writing, so days off are whenever I want them to be,” she joked.

“Aha, you have things figured out better than the rest of us!”

“Maybe,” she smiled, looking at his body. He was watching the road. Somewhere along the line she became conscious that she was checking this kid who was basically half her age, but she paid no mind to it right now.

“Oh, you take a left here and then another left onto the third house on the street,” she instructed.

Sean pulled into the driveway. There was a moment where they just sat there with the motor humming. “Do you want to come in for coffee? It’s the least I could do,” she extended after contemplating it for a few seconds. She told herself that it was the polite thing to do.

“I have time, sure,” he confidently said.

They figured themselves up Ümraniye Escort the driveway and into the house. Sean complimented her on the place, which she graciously thanked. Finding themselves in the kitchen, they would settle for coffee.

“Alone today?” the young mechanic asked as she configured the coffee maker, working with his back to him.

“Yeah, my son is out doing the job hunt thing,” she confirmed, speaking over her shoulder. She saw him looking at her in a deep way. She was going to stop at that, but she pressed on in telling him more. “And my husband and I are going through a separation so he’s not exactly around either.”

“Oh, sorry to hear,” the boy said.

She laughed as she poured out the coffee into mugs. “Don’t worry, it’s been brewing for a bit now.” Internally she wondered again why she was revealing such personal details about herself and her family. She considered her unintended ‘brewing’ pun. Her husband might have caught it, but Sean didn’t catch it.

“Maybe I’m not quick witted like him,” he said.

She returned to the table with the drinks and the accompanying fixings. “Oh, I wouldn’t say that. Tell me when on the milk.”

He stopped her a little bit and opted not to have sugar. Just like how she took her coffee. Then, they talked more about themselves — icebreaker type details like where they grew up and how. She laughed at how much age at put them at a distance.

“Oh, you’re not old. Are you kidding?” Sean told her. “You still carry yourself well. You look amazing today, anyways.”

Denise blushed, “Thanks.” She would be lying if she wasn’t purposely fishing for his compliment. She didn’t intended on setting him up for it, but it went over well.

“So when’s your son get home?”

She was disappointed to not be talking about how good she looked anymore, but she answered. “Russell? I’m not sure. It’s been a few hours, so I think soon.” She looked to the clock. Yes, it had been a while.

Then, as if on cue, the door sounded and someone entered. “Oh, that’s him. RUSS…?!? Can you come into the kitchen…?!?”

Russell appeared at the doorway shortly after. “Whose is that truck out front?” Then his eyes nervously scanned the scene as they darted between the coffee cups on the table, his mother, and Sean. “What’s going on…?”

“Rusty!! Good to see you old friend!” Sean sounded.

“You remember Sean, right?” his Mom asked.

Russell still looked incredibly lost and uncomfortable. “Yeah…?”

“Good to see you, Rusty. What are you up to now?”

Her son collected herself enough to vaguely answer him, although didn’t reciprocate the question. “Um, just finished first year of university…”

“That’s cool. University is a great achievement,” Sean complimented him, looking more at Denise as he did.

A bit of silence followed as Denise and Sean sat together at the table and Russell a few metres away, still at kitchen entryway. She implored him to join them. “Well, are you going to stand at the door or sit with us?”

Russell legs twitched, but Sean pushed out his chair. “It’s OK. I have to get going anyways.”

Denise was truthfully disappointed as she stood too, although she wasn’t sure why. “Oh, let me walk you out then.”

They moved out of the room, passing Russell. Sean put a hand on his shoulder and grinned. “Good to see you man. We should hang.” He then squeezed Russ’ arm, making the boy wince slightly. More boyish horseplay, Denise thought of it. Her son offered him a meek ‘bye’ and they headed for the door.

Sean told her that he would call tomorrow when the car was ready and he would give her lift back to the tomorrow shop as well. She said she would likely need it. She sounded off her house phone.

“And your cell phone, too…you know, just in case,” he asked. She grinned at that and told him it as well. Her finger played with her necklace, wrapping it around it.

“Great! I’ll see you tomorrow, Denise,” he said.

She let him out and sent him off with a ‘bye’. She watched from the door as he climbed into his truck and backed out of the driveway. Her eyes didn’t leave the front of the house until the white vehicle was completely out of sight. Her smile prevailed, though. She walked back from the foyer, nearly spaghetti legged. Russell stopped her gleeful mood, though.

“What was that?” he asked.

“What?”

“What was Sean Preston doing here?”

“My car is going to be in the shop until tomorrow so he gave me a lift home,” she answered.

Russell shook his head. “Why didn’t you just call Dad then?”

“Your Dad was busy. Plus, I would’ve had to wait. Sean was right there,” she explained. Yes, she never checked if Richard was free, but she wasn’t going to tell Russell that his dad was the last person she wanted to call.

“That guy’s a jerk…I don’t like him being here.”

Denise shrugged, shocked to hear that characterization of him. “He was polite to me.”

“Of course he was. Sean is one of the most two-faced assholes I’ve ever met.”

Denise fired back, placing her hands on her hips. “Hey! That’s no way to talk about anyone. Even if he wasn’t nice before, he is now. You need to be more accepting.”

Russell just rolled her eyes at her. “Whatever. I’m going to put my stuff down.”

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“Hey Sweetie, it’s almost time for the girls to be here. Do you think you could get the tables ready?” My mom asked me. It was another Wednesday and it was time for another night of bridge. Since I had started playing in my mom’s weekly card club I had been getting more pussy than I could handle. That was one of the reasons I had asked my mom if my friend Frank could join the league. First I told her at least it would give me company of someone that was my age, not that I needed it though it was really just a rouse to introduce my buddy to all the fine available pussy and have him take a little of the load off of me.

Not that I am complaining, I loved all the cunt I was fucking and sucking but a was at a point now where I was servicing all eleven ladies in the league with my mother the only one who didn’t get a regular workout of my cock slamming in her pussy. Heck I wanted to hit my mom badly, the more I did these hot hungry older women the more thoughts of sticking it to mom flooded my thoughts. I figured if I brought Frank into the fold and shared my little secret with him then I could at least cut the demand in half. My body was getting worn out quickly; I was having sex up to four times a day to just keep these ladies happy. I thought Frank would be the perfect fill in for me.

Frank and I had actually tag teamed one little slut once before so I knew he was a skilled cocksman and the silver foxes would not be disappointed. After I got the three card tables we got our first knock on the door. I heard my mom answer it and heard Frank’s deep voice greet her. Soon he came into the living room and started helping me put out the drinks and snacks. He was beaming and completely excited about the prospect of meeting some older women who were as desperate to get laid as he was.

“Dude, I can wait to meet these horny old broads. If they are as hungry and hot as you were telling me….man my cock is hard just thinking about it!” He said.

“Frank they aren’t that old, most of them are my mom’s age!”

“Hell ya…speaking of hot foxes, your mom is a babe Tim! I don’t now how you even live under the same roof with her without wanting to stick it to her!” He said.

I didn’t want to appear Maltepe Escort to be eager in the fact that it was fucking hard to live under the same roof with my hot mother. “Dude watch it, that is my mother you are talking about. Besides what would you say if I said the same thing about yours? She is pretty foxy herself!”

“Hell man I would fuck my own mom if she ever gave me the chance!” He said to me in total seriousness.

“Frank you are such a perv!” I said to him.

“I know and that is why you picked me for this little project! So what do you say, if can I have a go at your moms or what?” He asked. I then told him my mom was a grown woman and if she wanted to have sex with him I wouldn’t stop him but if he did manage to bed my mother he would have to share all the juicy details with me.

“Who’s the perv now?” He said to me and we both laughed.

“What is all the laughing about?” My mom asked as she walked into the living room. We told her it was a private joke and left it at that. I was about to smack Frank as I caught him obviously ogling my mother. His eyes were all over her body and I gave him a nudge to let him know he was being too blatant. My mom caught his look to but she didn’t appear to be mad at all, she just smiled and gave both of us the once over from head to toe right back.

The ladies all started filing in and we were soon playing cards. My mom teamed up with Frank for the first game with me and Irene as their opponents. Since Frank was new and was just learning the game me and Irene took it easy on them. The banter was boisterous and we all laughed as we played. My mom asked Frank what made him want to play cards with a bunch of old ladies instead of chasing some young skirts. He didn’t even think when he blurted out that he figured it would be a great place to pick up some hot older ladies.

“Oh I finally see why my son was so eager to stay in the league. Timmy are you banging all of my friends? Is that why you still play in these games?” My mom said laughingly. You could have heard a pin drop in the whole room. Every lady shifted their eyes back and forth, each of them with a look of guilt on their faces. My mom noticed this and laughed Anadolu Yakası Escort again then she broke the tension.

“Well my lord my son is the local stud for the horny bridge ladies! You lucky old witches! How come it had to be my son though? I am the only one left not getting some satisfaction in this league or what?” My mom said and giggled.

Frank took over right then. “Actually Mrs. H that is why Tim asked me to play. He figured you deserved some fun too and knew you were the only one being left out. If you ask me though even if you were my mom I would still be giving you some, you are so sexy!” My mom blushed from Frank’s words.

“You’re sweet Frank and if I was your mom I would probably give in!” She said and laughed. His easiness with the whole situation put all the ladies at ease and then the talk in the room changed to me. With the big secret out in the open the talk got hot as they each told stories of my skills and how I satisfied them. I noticed my mom looked a little flushed and started to wave her cards back and forth fanning her face. She also gave me a look that I had never seen from her before. I had seen the look in the eyes of all her friends, each time just before I would slide my cock deep into their wet pussies. The look of glazed lust and I felt my cock get hard.

I felt a foot reach my crotch area and I looked over at my partner Irene and noticed a big smile on her face. Her foot wasn’t helping matters and my cock was aching. I watched as my mom and Frank played eye games with each other. You could tell from their lustful stares at each other they were both imagining each other in sinful situations. We finally finished the game and me and Irene had won which meant that Frank and my mom had to move to the next table. I watched as my mom went to the kitchen to get a drink, my eyes were locked on her swaying ample ass and Irene noticed my stare. She looked at me and I knew I was caught staring at my own mother and she smiled a big smile.

Irene got up from the table and followed my mother into the kitchen, I figured since we had a bit of a break I would get myself a drink as well. I walked by the other tables and Frank was busy flirting İstanbul Escort with the new ladies at his new table. I started to enter the kitchen when I heard my mother and Irene talking.

“I’m telling you Maggie your son is hot for you!” Irene said. “And that new stud Frank, damn he is so handsome. Could you imagine how great it would be to be sandwiched by those two young studs?”

“Irene you are so bad…besides Timmy is my son, I could never do that!” My mom replied. My cock strained in my pants as I listened to them chat.

“Ya but you thought of it! Hell girl I don’t blame you, if Timmy was my son he wouldn’t make it out of the house. He would be tending to all of mommy’s needs!” Irene said.

“Girl your terrible! How would you like it if someone talked about you and your son that way?” My mom asked Irene.

“Billy and I had been having sex for years before he died Maggie! I am telling you, you don’t know what you are missing! Maybe we should take these to young men for a spin after the other girls leave today. That way you could make up your mind then, if you can’t go through with crossing the line with Timmy at least you have a capable stud in Frank there to take care of you.”

“I will think about it!” My mom said in a trembling voice.

“That’s the spirit…God could I ever go for a good fuck right now, I am so horny with all this talk!” Irene said and then I peaked around the corner and saw as she had my mother against the counter. She was frenching my mom and rubbing her breasts with her hands. I thought I was going to cum right on the spot. I would have never have guessed my mom was into chicks.

“That is just a little prelude to what could happen later on!” She said to my mother as they broke their kiss. I made a noise to let them know I was about to enter the room. I grab my drink and noticed once again as my mother stared at me with lustful eyes. Her look went straight to my crotch and she smiled when she saw my tented pants.

I couldn’t believe my mother was even thinking about wanting me, it was going to be very interesting to see where this day was going to take us and I couldn’t wait until the cards would finally be over. I got my drink then went back into the living room and told Frank I needed to speak with him immediately. I told him what I had heard in the kitchen and he was as excited as me. I let him know not to make any dates with any of the ladies for later that day because the fun was going to go on in my very own house…

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Early next morning, I sat at the breakfast table trying to work out a programme or time table to cover my extra sexual activities, plus my study, as well as my regular call on the cookie mums as part of my original job.

This job paid for by their husbands was proving a major test for my body…

I was now fucking three mums on a regular basis and having casual but semi regular sex with five more. My stamina was improving but it was becoming apparent that I was too greedy.

In addition a few promises to call for coffee, or drop in and have a chat, had to be kept ……..Mariko with the hard Asian body at the supermarket, Rachel with her job offer, the cheerleader trainer, Darlene Jackie and some of my favourite mums for the photo session. In addition there were some of those who after we had fucked asked for more.

Mum had my prick twitching as she made breakfast, Jackie and Darlene had obviously created a whole new mum complete with a wardrobe of exciting clothes.

This morning she wore a nightie that would create traffic jams if ever worn outside our door. It was so short that I spent most of breakfast admiring the cheeks of a very fine arse.

“My god mum that makeover has revealed some hidden sides of you I never knew,” I murmured aloud.

Mum turned from the fridge to catch me staring at her arse, she frowned saying nothing but her looks gave me the “stop that you dirty young bugger look.”

“You promised to visit Charlotte today.”

“Gee mum, I’m busy can’t I get out of it?”

“No you can’t. She’s one of my very best friends. If I’m not mistaken she would be one of the cities top business women. Charlotte has built up her own business, I think over one hundred women work for her. I told her all about you. I promised you would have lunch, so you have to go.”

Another promise made at the ball came back to haunt me Darlene rang. Five moms wanted to be in the photo shoot.

“Bloody hell,” I complained, “you and I were going to take porno shots of you for our own use. Not invite the mob.”

Darlene quickly turned the tables, “Well you opened your big mouth at the ball and quite a few want to have a photo afternoon.”

A few minutes after Darlene hung up, Jackie rang with an idea for the photo shoot, “remember those sexy calendars produced by some sports women and firemen, well what about a glamour mum’s calendar.”

“What will you call it Mums and Mammaries” I asked.

“Don’t be silly we can have fun and invite them all, think about it.”

The idea quickly developed. Harriet Moore a very pregnant mum had been a professional photographer for a top woman’s magazine .She rang to say she had the photographic equipment; she would be able to take the shots if I was willing to be her helper.

In the mean time mum rang Charlotte, who suggested we meet at the town’s top Chinese restaurant for lunch.

Charlotte took my breath away as she climbed the stairs to meet me. She was a striking redhead with sparkling blue green eyes.

I guessed she was about five foot eleven, more Anadolu Yakası Escort in her high heels.

Her outfit screamed money, especially the perfect cream silk skirt and jacket. The skirt was short but not to short, it was tight over her arse, and her stockings shimmered with a sparkle in their material. A low cut tight blouse under the top displayed a very small, but far from disappointing set of tits.

Lunch was Yum Cha. Charlotte had booked a private room.

Charlotte was direct and in control, you could tell from the way she questioned me, ordered food, and took charge, why she was one of the cities top business women

“Have you had yum cha before she asked?”

I had to admit I hadn’t and that I was not very good with chopsticks.

She ordered plate after plate of hot delicious food from the food trolley; our table filled with dishes, enough dishes for twenty not two.

Your mother tells me “You are becoming quite a young man about town” she said as her chopsticks worked transferring food from the dishes to my plate. I struggled with my chopsticks.

“Sit over her next to me.” She directed. “Lean over.”

Looking directly into my eyes, using her chopsticks she started to feed small tasty morsels of food direct into my mouth.

What a turn on, my prick jumped in my pants as she continued to supply food to her own mouth and then mine. A small amount of liquid ran down my chin, she leant closer, wiped it with her finger and sucked it into her mouth.

She continued to feed us both our face inches a part; we gorged ourselves in a way that reminded me of the food pictured in roman orgies.

The private room the mass of food and the intimacy of being fed succulent exotic foods by a beautiful forty year old was having a dramatic effect on my body under the table

My eyes were continually drawn to her small hard tits. They did not seem much bigger than large nipples.

“I’ve been talking to Angelique about you, she tells me you are just the young man I’m looking for.”

Her hand dropped to my lap and sought my prick. Her hands bold move to my prick took me by surprise.

I jumped; her reaction was to grip it lightly through the cloth.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No” I exclaimed

“I didn’t think I hurt you, it feels excited to me, she said as she continued a light tantalizing stroking.

“I’m married to a sixty year old man.”

“I will never leave him.”

“I’m forty and horny, I need sexual release, I want discrete no strings attached fucking.”

“I want someone who will keep his mouth shut. I will protect him. I will give him wild uninhibited sex.”

“In the bedroom he can do what ever he likes with me.”

She rubbed my now highly excited prick hard through my pants, “I will be his slut, his fuck bunny. As long as he satisfies me I will be a generous lover. but that’s all we will ever be lovers.”

Now she had my fly open and was stroking my rampant prick. “Lets stop beating about the bush, Angelique Kurtköy Escort says you are the one I want,” her last words were more a question than a statement.

She wasn’t going to get no from me .My hands moved to her tits squeezing them through her blouse. She pushed me away, “Wait lets go to my apartment.”

Her apartment was in a major city high rise. “This is a business apartment my husband and I never stay here,” she explained as she opened the door.

Inside we stood facing each other, and then we both moved at once, it was like we were hit with an electric charge.

Our hands were all over each other, our mouths clashed. She moaned out loud as our tongues fought for supremacy…

That moan turned more into an animal like roar, as she broke free and ripped my pants down, stripping off my clothes discarding them by throwing them away.

There was no stopping her, she took my prick in one hand and pushed her mouth down over the head easily taking it in to the hilt.

Loud slurping sounds emanated from her mouth as she vigorously rammed her mouth up and down. Her shoulder length red hair was becoming wet from the sweat around her forehead and neck. I held it away so I could watch the cities top business woman suck cock.

She must have sensed I was about to cum as she pulled her head back looked up at me, to suck lightly around the eye of my prick.

My hips bucked and jolted emptying my sperm into her mouth. She didn’t hesitate just sucking it down, with a mouth action reminiscent of a vacuum cleaner, drying me right out.

I don’t know how long she held my prick studying it. Licking it, biting my balls, but I do know it rose again hard and ready.

I pulled her to her feet, and leant down to suck her tiny tits, she brushed my head away sitting back on a sofa, “I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard, ram it into me.”

She was getting louder and louder, “I never get it hard, it’s always part soft and the fucking`s soft, fuck me hard, come on rape me, make me do what you want.”

“I’ll fuck you hard if that’s what you want” I grabbed her roughly pulling her from the sofa and slamming her down on the floor. “You want it rough, you’ll get it fucking rough,” I swore at her as I ripped away the last of her clothing leaving her in stockings and heels.

She lay there eyes blazing, her red hair splayed out on the floor. The fiery red hair around her box standing out from the white of her body,

This woman didn’t tan, there were small freckles scattered over the pearly white skin.

Her lip puffy from sucking my cock were shiny with the last of my cum. She was moaning and groaning “fuck me, come on bugger you, fuck me”

I pushed her legs wide shoving my fingers roughly into her cunt finding her nub and pinching it hard until she screamed.

Holding her knees wide, I let my body slam down hard knocking the wind out of her, as I inserted my prick straight into her cunt.

I fucked in and out as roughly as I could.

Angelique had taught me to be gentle; Pendik Escort being rough wasn’t turning me on.

Trying to be rough I pulled out, slammed her over and pushed her up on her knees. Opening her arse with my thumb I lined up my prick and pushed straight in. “Oh shit that hurts” she screamed.

That fucked me.

I didn’t want to hurt her; it didn’t give me any joy. I pulled out turned her over on to her back and lowered my head between her thighs. Her scent was strong she tasted of cum.

I kissed her cunt making love to it as gently but as raunchy as I could. I kissed down from her cunt to her arsehole and licked and kissed the red area that probably came from my attack.

She went crazy grabbing my head and smothering my mouth with her sodden cunt. Her movements stirred me to more urgent action my tongue pushing deep inside both her cunt and her arsehole.

I swung my body around so my prick was in her face. She took the hint and swallowed him, my prick sinking into the heat of her mouth.

Her fingers massaged my balls, her lips sucking with out letup until I was drained.

Her mouth left my prick and moved to my balls licking them and trying to take them in her mouth.

My prick responded and rose again from the dead.

“Let me put it in you,” I gasped, as I struggled to free it from her hands and tongue.

“Yes, yes, I want you in me.”

“Oh yes fuck me” she moaned.

She pushed me down on the floor and rose over me facing my feet, lowering herself until I slid into her channel.

She moaned loudly as my prick hit home. I reached out and brought my hands up around her thighs until my fingers found her clit.

As she rode my erect prick I moved my fingers in circles around the top of her cunt my fingers joining my prick in the hunt for her nub.

I struggled to find an angle where my prick would rub her clit on every stroke, as we fell into a wild bucking rhythm that brought us to a jolting conclusion.

Much later I pulled her up to lie in my arms. “Charlotte your one hot lady, I love fucking you.”

“I could fuck you every day, but I can’t hurt you, if you want it rough, I don’t think I am the lover you want.”

I kissed her mouth sucking her lip and tongue, “You are so beautiful, so bloody hot, I just want to suck you.”

She sensed I was troubled, and set out to prove that she wanted me, and I could do what ever I wanted with her body.

She threw her legs wide grabbing her knees spreading them to display her cunt, open an unprotected. “Richard darling,” she moaned. “Suck me.”

I could not help myself my fingers moved back between her legs, to her slit.

“My god you’re beautiful” I groaned, as my hand pushed as much as it could into her welcoming cunt. I licked along her inner thigh and tongued the alley between her cunt and arsehole.

After a while she pulled my head up so she could look at me.

Darling, I’ve had a wonderful afternoon.

My husband never goes down on me; I haven’t had any one do that for over twenty years.

The last hour with your head between my legs and your gorgeous prick in my mouth was just marvellous.

“You are what I’m looking for; no strings attached no ties sex.”

Bloody hell I thought as I drove home I’ll have to draw up a fucking roster.

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This is the story of an older couple who shared building a business but ran into trouble with their relationship and are getting back together but in a more open manner.

In Part 3 Angie met Bob’s first challenges.

Edited by WindySwimming

Bob takes Angie to Gunnison beach

Bob was up first, showered and started breakfast.

“Good morning sleepy head,” Bob said as Angie joined him. “How about breakfast? I wanted something light after last night’s feast so I just fixed coffee, toast, fruit and yogurt. Is that ok?”

“Sounds good.”

“We need to be on our way,” Bob instructed. “We are going to the beach today.”

“The beach, which beach?” Angie asked.

“Oh you will find out. Wear swimsuit, shorts and I think maybe one of my old white dress shirts, and comfortable shoes. We need lots of sunscreen, towels and blanket. Let’s bring the strongest sunscreen we have for me.”

Angie turns a nice olive color with a little sun. Her biggest concern was to not get too dark. Bob had a lighter complexion and needed to be more careful.

Angie smiled and ate quickly, dressed, and put the stuff Bob indicated in a bag. Bob showered and put on a swimsuit, baggy shorts and a tee shirt. Edward was waiting for them in the lobby wearing shorts, tee shirt and beach shoes talking to the door man.

“Good morning, Mr and Mrs Hall,” Edward greeted them.

“Good morning Edward,” they both said as they got in the car.

As they were leaving town Angie asked, “Where are we going? This looks like the way to the Jersey shore.”

“It is.”

“You know I do need a better swimsuit. This one makes me look old.”

“It doesn’t make you look old but we do need to replace it.”

After about an hour and a half they arrived at Gunnison Beach. Edward pulled up to a spot with a traffic cone very close to the entry of the beach. Next to the cones was a big white truck with three men sitting on the tail gate. One of the men moved the parking cone and Edward pulled in. He got out and hugged each of the guys. They were all slim well-built men, wearing speedos and beach sandals. All three had longish hair but hairless bodies. For lack of a better description they were pretty.

“Ok guys let me introduce Mr and Mrs Hall,” Edward said to the three men. “This is Ernest, Ernesto, and Charles.” Ernest removed his tee shirt. Ernest was a heavily muscle black man about as tall as Angie. Ernesto was Hispanic about the same height as Ernest. Charles and Edward were about six feet tall. All four had six pack abs and obviously gym rats.

“Mr and Mrs Hall you may want to lose your shoes here and wear these beach shoes,” Edward said pointing to some pull on with rubber soles and mesh tops.

“Ok guys grab something and let’s go,” Edward said as he opened the truck of the limo.

There was a lot of stuff coming out of the truck including a large ice chest that Ernest and Ernesto carried, lawn chairs, and bags of stuff. Angie and Bob had their own bag with blankets, towels and the like. It was obviously an all-day event.

Almost immediately Angie saw a sign that said, “Entering Clothing Optional Area.”

“Well I am no longer concerned about my old fashioned swim suit,” Angie said smiling with some trepidation.

The next sign said, “Beware Nude Sunbathers.”

Edward led the way to a cabana set on the boundary of the beach furthest from the water. There was a boardwalk directly behind it. There was a sign on the cabana that said, “Occupied by the Halls. Trespass at your own risk.” The top and back of the cabana was made of white tarp material over a light metal frame. The two sides were a mesh material. The front a thin material pulled to the sides. This setup gave a little privacy but clear view of the beach and ocean while catching the cooling ocean breezes.

“This is yours for the day,” Edward said. “Ernest and Ernesto rent these out by the day. I have taken care of their fee. The chest is full of water, beer and a bottle of white wine. There are also some snacks and sandwiches. Glasses, eating utensils, towels, beach covers, and other items are in this bag. Can you think of anything else you may need?”

“No, I think you have taken care of everything I could imagine,” Bob said as Angie agreed.

“Then time to go native,” Edward said smiling. The guys had their speedos off before Bob and Angie moved. They took Bob and Angie’s clothes as they removed them and placed them in another bag. “Get the sunscreen,” Edward said. “It is important to keep putting the sunscreen on about every hour and make sure your face is covered well. Bob you need to be particularly careful but Mrs H you look like you are already tan. Mind if I call you Mrs H?”

The guys hardly looked her nude body.

“I was going to say call me Angie, but I like Mrs H. But do you call Bob Mr H?”

Edward smiled at Bob saying, “Yes, I do around friends.”

Before Angie knew what was happening Edward had taken her bottle of sunscreen squirted her Ataşehir Escort front rubbing from the top. He handed the bottle to Charles who squirted sunscreen across her back. Edward gently rubbed her shoulders and arm while Charles did her upper back. Angie realized that Ernest and Ernesto were doing Bob the same way. Bob did not look particularly comfortable with this but did not say anything. Edward squirted a big glob on one of her giant orbs and started rubbing each in a circular motion till he got to her areola. He took some in his hands and made sure it was covered with an extra thick layer.

“You take the sun well but be careful not to burn your nipples,” Edward instructed. Angie shook her head in acknowledgement. She could not help herself; she was getting excited. Charles had progressed to her ass where he was kneading lotion onto her big ass. He spread over each cheek and made sure to cover in the crease. Edward squirted a stream across the top of her pussy and rubbed from her thighs to her navel. He then took a dollop in his hand and spread her legs a little and rubbed the lotion in from her stomach to the crease of her ass. “This is the area to assure is well covered in lotion. Your pussy lips get sunburned more easily than the rest of you. Trust me I have seen it enough times.” Angie now wanted to be fucked.

They finished on their knees doing Angie’s legs. Charles took her sunscreen and placed it in their beach bag as Edward handed her his sunscreen. “Now my turn.” Angie and Bob had now figured out that Gunnison beach was a friendly place with few limits. Angie repeated what had been done for her on Edward. She was on her knees when she got to his privates Edward said, “Make sure my bad boy and adornments are covered nicely. This is the area where we are most vulnerable.” Angie squirted a big glob on her hand and stroked over the length of his semi hard penis and tip. As she was doing this Charles was covering his ass and legs. She took another glob and rubbed on his hanging testicles.

As she finished she leaned back on her haunches, looked up at Edward and asked, “How was that?”

“I believe that did the job. Thank you Mrs H. Now let’s do Charles. You take his back.”

Angie looked over at Bob who was now doing Ernesto’s back and they smiled each over and shrugged. Charles dick was hard as Edward greased it and his balls. He then gave it a pat and said, “Down boy, you’re in mixed company.”

Charles looked at Angie and said, “Sorry, ma’am. But a bad boy will be bad.”

Angie laughed and said, “That has always been my experience.”

They realized that a young black police officer was watching them. Ernest reached out his hand and said, “Hi, Officer Blake, these are my friends Mr and Mrs Hall. They are here to enjoy our beach. Can you make sure they are protected today?”

Officer Blake smiled, slipped the hundred-dollar bill in his pocket and reached out his hand to Bob saying, “Mr Hall I will be happy to watch your cabana. You are free to do whatever you want on my portion of the beach within reason.”

“Thank you Officer Blake. We appreciate your service,” Bob said as he extended his hand to shake. After they shook Bob got his wallet and added another hundred to Officer’s Blake’s palm.

“Yes sir Mr Hall. You do whatever you want, I will have your back. Ma’am you have fun today and let me know if there is anything I can do for you.”

“I will Officer,” Angie said with a big smile. “Thanks.” Officer Wilson nodded and went to a position not far from the cabana but on the town side of the boardwalk giving him a full view of the beach.

Ernest said, “The extra hundred was not necessary but in New Jersey more will get you more. The only thing you can’t do now is rape someone.”

There heard singing coming form down the beach. Angie and Bob looked down the beach and realized it was coming from a large tent with all four sides open. Edward said, “Ok boys time for church. There is a church service on the beach that we go to most Sundays, you are welcomed to join us. It is non-denominational but follows the Episcopal Prayer Book. “

Bob looked at Angie to see what she wanted to do. It had been some time since they had been to church but they were Episcopalian. Bob and Angie both thought, It might be good for our relationship to share this. Besides we have to see this.

Without speaking Bob knew Angie was thinking the same thing, “We would be happy to join you.” Bob picked up the bag with their clothes just in case and followed the boys to the tent. There were folding chairs with an aisle down the middle. The service bulletin was laying on the chairs under a hymnal. The front left side was obviously the gay and lesbian section with about twenty of the fifty attendees seated there. There were three lesbian couples, while the remainder were men. There was a little over thirty straights mostly couples. Bob and Angie sat in the back row left side next to a very attractive black couple. They were the only people on Acıbadem Escort this row with the other rows almost full.

The service began as the song leader announced the processional song. The congregation sang, a female priest and two male lay service people marched down the aisle. The priest was wearing a white robe with the proper vestments while the two lay people were nude. The priests robe was very thin and nearly transparent. She was older and overweight. It was one of the oddest things Angie and Bob had ever seen.

The service went as normal with readings and a short homily. The homily’s theme was about accepting people’s differences. Then came the peace. At the peace it is normal to shake hands and say, “Peace be to God,” or some variant with the people around you. Here there was much more joy and everyone hugged everyone else. In the commotion they lost track of who was gay and who was not and for that matter, who grabbed your ass. Angie realized she had been groped more than a few times.

The black couple introduced themselves at the peace as Shanice and DeShawn Jones. She looked like a darker version of Meg Ryan only with a large and muscular nicely shaped butt and legs. Her color was only slightly darker than Angie’s olive skin. Bob thought her butt was her best feature along with eyes that were very alive. She was five foot four and had perky C cup breasts. She was very striking and absolutely sexy.

DeShawn was a large muscular man that Angie thought had to be an athlete. He was as tall a Bob but far more muscular, with muscles that ran across his stomach, from his sides to his groin, and very muscular legs. He had to weigh 230 pounds. He was a handsome man even with no hair on his head. Sort of an LL Cool J type.

The collection plate was passed with Bob putting five hundred in the plate. Angie noticed that DeShawn put in a couple hundred. Angie was sure DeShawn noticed Bob’s donation. The service followed the standard Episcopal liturgy, ending with a processional of the priests and servers marching down the aisle to the back as the congregation sang.

Bob and Angie could not sing very well but Shanice and DeShawn could really sing.

As the song finished, Bob looked at DeShawn saying, “Man you guys can really sing.”

DeShawn said, “Thank you, are you guys from around here?”

“We live in Manhattan. You?” They stepped out to the side.

“We live in Newark,” DeShawn answered. “Probably takes you only a little longer to get here than us. Is this your first time?”

“Yes, it is,” chimed in Angie. Before she could ask anything else, Edward and the boys came up.

“Sorry to interrupt but we are going to our section of the beach,” Edward said. “We will be in that direction. Mr H just text me when you are ready to go or need anything. The guys tell me there is a big barbeque going on in the gay section of the beach if you want to join us for lunch.”

Bob looked at Angie, DeShawn and Shanice, “You guys want to find a restaurant where we can sit down in the shade and enjoy a meal?”

DeShawn looked at Shanice who said, “That sounds good to me.”

DeShawn shook his head yes. Edward smiled and said, “Sometime this afternoon you should come see how the other half lives. I think you would find it interesting.”

“We will do that,” Angie answered for Bob who nodded his approval.

“There is a small open air restaurant that serves a great hoagie and cold beer. Make sure to try their cold slaw. Take the boardwalk, it will be an easier walk.”

“Sounds good,” Bob said.

The boys walked off. As they did the priest came up now not wearing anything. She said, “I am so glad the four of you came to the service today. I hoped you enjoyed it.”

Shanice spoke with one of the sexiest voices Bob and Angie had heard, “DeShawn and I certainly did. My name is Shanice but most people call me Shan. This is Bob and Angie.”

“Have you known each other long?” the priest asked?

“Just met at the service,” Angie said. “But something tells me we are going to be good friends.” Shan smiled at Angie and shook her head in the affirmative.

“My name is Mildred,” the priest said, “If you must Reverend Mulholland but I really prefer Mildred.”

“Good to meet you Mildred,” Angie and Shan said in unison.

“Please come back to Gunnison Beach and our service anytime,” Mildred said. “Can I borrow the boys for just a minute?”

“Sure,” again Angie and Shan said in unison, Angie put an arm around Shan and they both giggled.

Mildred took Bob and DeShawn by the arms, walked them some little ways off and held on to them as she said a few words followed by a quiet prayer.

“I wonder what that is about?” Shan asked.

“No idea.” As she finished her prayer, hugged both these tall good looking men and they walked back to Shan and Angie.

Mildred said, “May God bless you all.” She turned and left.

After Mildred was out of ear shot Shan asked, “What was that about?”

“She İstanbul Escort wanted to thank us for our contribution,” DeShawn answered. “She then said a prayer to bless the gift and us and described how important she thought this ministry was, mainly bringing religion to people who usually are excluded. I don’t know about Bob but it made me feel good to be here.”

“I agree,” Bob said.

“Now I am starving,” DeShawn said as he rubbed his stomach. “I am a big boy and I need to eat.” It was almost one o’clock so they were all hungry.

As Angie looked at DeShawn she saw a really big ripped boy. It was probably an illusion but she thought his dick was hanging down a third of the way to his knee. It was a monster flaccid, she could not imagine what it looked like hard and excited. The thought made her groin twitch. She imagined being ravaged by this giant. She also wondered how Shan took this. She was not big except her butt. She also noticed Bob looking Shan up and down and could feel DeShawn’s eye looking her up and down. Shan had her pubic hair waxed except for a heart shaped patch just above her slit and pointing down to it. The thick curly hair was trimmed short and died purple.

Bob broke the stares they were all in when he demanded, “Let’s go find that restaurant or we will have to get rescued.” So they went on their way with Bob and DeShawn in front followed by Angie and Shan.

As they were walking and talking they found out they did have a lot in common. DeShawn a few years older than Shan, DeShawn was an accountant with a MBA, Shan was an English teacher, and no children. When Bob found out DeShawn was an accountant he asked, “What firm?”

“I started a firm located in Newark a few years ago,” DeShawn said with pride. “You.”

“Angie and I started a firm located in Manhattan over twenty years ago.”

“Did you say your last name is Hall?” DeShawn asked.

“That’s right.”

“Don’t tell me you are the primary in Hall Partners, LLP,” DeShawn said with his eyes open wide.

“That’s us,” Bob said. “How did you know?”

“I studied how you started up,” DeShawn said, “hoping it would help me and it has. I hate to ask this but would you mind spending part of your Sunday discussing business.”

“We just lost them,” Shan said to Angie.

“Yes we have but let’s give them a little room. I am interested in finding out more about you. I love how you do your pubic hair.”

Shan reached down and touched the heart saying, “Thanks, what do you think of the purple?”

“I like it,” Angie answered. “Do you change the color?”

“Yes, often,” Shan smiled. “I like to keep it interesting for DeShawn. He never knows what he will find when he opens the package.”

Wow!” Angie exclaimed. “That sounds like a good idea. I had laser treatment on my pubic area some time ago making it bald. I was glad I did because my bush was very thick, black and ugly. I never thought of doing something like you did.”

Shan answered, “You have a beautiful pussy. Those fat lips are very sexy. Men stare at you all the time. I wax so it takes some effort to have it look like this. Of course being black my hair is thick, dark and curly like you described. Without doing something, I don’t like how it looks. However, I like how this look.”

They were coming up to the restaurant so Angie and Shan stopped that discussion, as Bob said, “Here is the restaurant. How does this look?”

They all agreed this looked okay.

Most people were wearing a shirt so they also but on shirts but did not bother with buttoning them up.

As they were seated Bob asked the girls, “You girls seemed to be talking up a storm. What have you girls been talking about?”

Shan and Angie looked at each other smiled, Shan said, “Girl stuff.”

Bob nodded. DeShawn and Bob had beer while Shan and Angie shared a bottle of white wine that was not great but did the job of giving them a buzz.

The guys talked mainly about business while Angie and Shan found out a lot about their families and more personal things. With the wine was finished they decided it was time to go back. DeShawn and Bob had lost count of how many beers they had.

“We have a cabana set up,” Bob announced. “You guys want to join us and enjoy the rest of the day with us?” Bob asked. “After all we came to enjoy the beach.”

“That sounds good to us,” Shan and DeShawn said. They removed their shirts and headed back to the cabana with Angie and Shan walking in front. Angie did not have to look back to know DeShawn was staring at her prominent ass and Bob was studying Shan. Bob was fantasizing about fucking this black beauty.

The conversation continued all the way to the cabana. When they got there DeShawn said, “Let us go get our stuff if you guys are serious about sharing your spot. You really have a good set up here.”

“We seriously want you to join us,” Angie said without giving Bob a chance to veto. Bob smiled to himself as he had observed Angie looking at DeShawn’s massive dick.

As they were out of ear shot Bob asked, “Think you can take it?”

Before Angie thought she said, “I sure want to try!” She immediately but her hand over her mouth with surprise. Bob laughed hard. She said laughing, “Did I say that out loud?”

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On a last minute spur of the moment I decided to head home for the weekend. College is great but I just needed to get away and I knew my parents were at an annual party and would be home late. With these late night events my mom has her best friend Linda baby-sit. My parents divorced a couple of years ago and my mom remarried, hence that is why there is a new baby in our family. My mom is kind of a control freak and no one else is worthy enough to watch her little baby girl.

Linda just turned forty and has been married to Frank for twenty years. She is what all my friends call a hot milf. She is so hot but has no clue and kind of acts like a prude but deep down I’ve always felt that there was a bad girl in her. She’s five six and supports a sexy 36b breasts, long tone legs, and shoulder length blond hair. Linda and frank live three blocks away which makes having her baby sit very convenient.

I didn’t tell my parents that I was coming home for the weekend as I didn’t want to get stuck babysitting. Parked my car in the street and made my way into the house, only to find no one around. Well it was kind of late so I’m sure Linda had put my sister to bed but where was Linda hiding? Then I found her in my parents room, worse was that she was trying on my mothers clothes!

Linda jumped when she noticed me watching her, “You can’t tell your mom, she will freak out and kill me!”

“I know she will as she’s not one to share.” I walked over to her, closer. Linda looked very uncomfortable as she knew she was busted. “You are so busted!”

Her face turned beat red from the fear, “What do you want? I’ll do anything.”

“Anything?” I had her, Linda broke! I’ve always thought that she was sexy and now I’m going to see all of her.

“Anything within reason.”

I knew where my mom kept her sexy clothes and started to look for the perfect slut outfit. Linda was mostly a conservative dresser but tonight I’ll be bringing out the slut in her. “Here, I want to see you in this for starters.” I tossed her a black sheer teddy.

Her hands went on her hips in protest, “What? I can’t wear this!”

“Sure you can, who will see you?”

“Well you for starters. You’re my best friend son!”

“Shame, wonder what Sue will think of you in her dress.” I showed her the picture that I had taken on my cell phone.

“Bastard! She walked over to the bathroom.

Her face turned flush but I pushed, “Linda, I think we’re past that stage and its time to start a new type relationship. So, why don’t you change here. That way, I can see how sexy you are.”

I think she was excited by this, being told what to do. Frank was a nice man and I’m sure he never demanded anything or did he order her around.

She held up the sheer teddy, “You expect me to wear this?”

“Yes, I do.”

Playfully this time, “Perv!”

“Excuse me? You’re the one who is wearing my mother’s clothes. You’re the one in trouble. All I’m doing is helping you try on a few things.” I walked up next to her, “I’m going to dress you like my dream woman, a very sexy woman, and bring out the hot milf in you.”

She took a deep breath, and Maltepe Escort I could see her nipples were rock hard. Yes, she wanted this just as much as I did.

“Why I never.” Her fake protest duly noted.

I took a couple of steps away from her, “True, but tonight you will.”

Linda started to undress and asked me to help with the zipper. Once she was unzipped I walked over and sat down on my parent’s bed. Slowly she pealed out of my mothers dress. Nice, she did have a hidden wild side as she was wearing a thong and sheer bra. That was the first time I’ve seen most all of Linda. She looked down as she started to enjoy the naughty feeling, and she removed her bra letting it fall to the floor.

Why on earth would you ever want to see me in this?” She held up the teddy, “I’m an old lady and you can have any young hot thing you want.”

“Please, no your not! Look.” I held her hand and walked over to the full length mirror that my mother used. “See, you’re a beautiful woman that knows how to carry herself. Granted, you dress on the conservative side but tonight you’re going to be one hot lady!”

I noticed the wet spot in the front of her panties, “The girls that I’ve been with are just that, girls. You are a beautiful woman.” I knelt down and slowly pulled her panties off. Oh how I wanted to taste her but for now I enjoy enjoyed her sexy scent.

I can’t believe that my Linda was standing in front of me, nude! I’ve been having fantasies about her since the age of ten and now I can see all of her. Linda didn’t look uncomfortable; her eyes would look at me and then her own body. I think she felt sexy and wanted to experience what I had in store for her.

“What do you want with me?”

I reached out and cupped her breasts, enjoyed her teasing her sexy nipples. After a few seconds, I pulled away and grabbed the teddy. “This for starters.” I moved back to the bed.

Linda didn’t hesitate and put on the teddy. Her hairy bush was clearly visible through the sheer teddy; her nipples poked though the sheer nylon material. Next time I will have to trim or shave her. I never really understood why my mom had some very sexy almost slutty clothes but tonight I was happy she did as Linda was going to model them for me. I went to my mom’s lingerie drawer and pulled out some stocks, told Linda to take a seat on the bed and rolled the hose up. She lifted up her left leg first, as I placed her toe in the hose, and slowly rolled the hose up her tone thighs. That pushed me over the edge and lost control, no longer was I able to hide my appreciation. Next came her right foot, and when she placed her stocking foot down, well she teased my hard cock a little.

I walked over to the closet and pulled out a sexy leather mini skirt. With out saying a word she came to me. Again, I helped Linda in the mini skirt. Her pussy no longer visible but her nipples were proudly showing. She admired her self in the mirror and I told her how sexy she looked. My mother had these perfect cfm heels that I wanted her in, I grabbed them and helped Linda into the heels.

“Wow, you look amazing.”

Linda stood there and something changed in her, “I feel amazing! I’ve never dressed like this before.”

To complete her outfit, I grabbed a black leather jacket to match the mini skirt. Linda started to walk around the bedroom, and I swear she started to walk Anadolu Yakası Escort differently. She was confident and oozed sex and was proud of herself. She held her hand out for me and I pulled her close, we started to dance slowly and very close as I wanted her to feel my approval.

Oh how I wanted to take her out in public and show her off! Something told me that she was not ready for that, just yet. As she admired herself, I quietly took some pictures of her which she didn’t seem to notice, and slowly opened the blinds so that anyone in our back yard could see the hot cougar that I was about to enjoy. My parent’s house backs up to a state park but still the idea was exciting, that anyone could watch me seduce her and enjoy her charms.

The jacket was light and more for show then warmth. She had the jacket zipped up. I reached for the zipper and started to pull it down, Linda gasped, “Don’t you think that this makes me a slut?”

No, I don’t.” Her nylon breasts became visible again. I reached in and cupped her left beasts, “You have amazing firm and sexy breasts, why hide them?”

“You think?”

Reaching around my hand found its way up under her skirt. She was wet! Linda didn’t stop me and I think she even opened her legs a little allowing me access. First I slipped a finger in her, then a second. Linda was amazingly tight!

I turned her around and kissed her hard on the lips, slowly the passion built as we held each other. Her hands went up and down my back and a couple of times she even grabbed my ass. I guess after twenty years of being in bed with the same man your ready for some new meat.

Linda knew that I was going to do her and that she will have her second lover. I removed her jacket and let my hands roam over her body, more importantly let her become comfortable being exposed. Which I think she loved!

We danced for twenty minutes and then it turned into bumping and grinding. Linda kept on pressing her pussy against my thigh as she couldn’t get enough pressure against her throbbing clit.

I grabbed her, lead her over to the window and pressed her against the window. With a quick flick of my hands my pants and boxers were on the floor. Then kissed her neck, and worked my way down her back so that I could unzip that mini skirt. Once the skirt hit the floor she stepped out of it.

Her scent was intoxicating and wanted to taste her, I slipped a finger into her. Then a second finger of mine entered her wet pussy. Linda moaned and pushed herself down, making my fingers dive deeper into her. She wanted it and I was more than willing to give it to her. I pulled my fingers out and licked them clean, now I wanted to fill her with something else.

When I came up my cock rested between her legs and I swear that I could feel my cock becoming wet from her. The flood gates were opened as she coated my cock. Linda reached down and guided me cock into her. Slowly she devoured the tip of my cock, moaning and groaning trying to get more of my cock in her. The angle just wasn’t right to allow me deep penetration. I reached around and grabbed her, lifted her up and settled her down on my cock! Now, she had everything that I had to offer stuffed in her pussy. I carried her over to the bed, with each step my cock pushed in and out of her giving her pleasure.

“Oh that’s it, make me your slut!”

I’ve never İstanbul Escort heard her talk dirty in my life, let alone call anyone a slut. “You are my hot little slut, aren’t you?”

She arched her back and turned to look at me. Our eyes met as she said, “Yes, I’m your dirty little slut. Just don’t stop fucking me.”

I just gave it to her hard, my hands gripped her hips and I pushed it in hard and fast. No romance just a hard fucking. Her body gave out and collapsed on the bed, this made it easer for me to get deep access to her pussy. With each thrust Linda was pushed deep into the bed as I just focused on using her for my own pleasure.

She gasped and whimpered as she neared cumming. “I’ve never had it this hard before or this long! I’m going to cum….please don’t cum yet, oh god, you’re making me cum!”

Linda’s body tightened as she approached her orgasm, she let out a soft scream, and her fingers dug into the comforter. She pulled the comforter down closer to her as her orgasm hit like a truck smashing into a brick wall. Her body shook and convulsed as she was lost in her own little world. I just kept my cock deep in her to give her pussy something to gripe.

She took another minute or two to come back to me, her eyes opened and smiled. “That was freaking awesome. I’ve never experiences anything like that before!”

I pulled out allowing her to move up on the bed. She watched me as I moved up next to her, her eyes glued on my glistening cock. Linda smiled as I moved between her legs as I wasn’t finished with her just yet.

She opened her legs giving me access to her pussy and I moved in and on that. My cock easily slipped back into her as her juices were everywhere. She let out a moan as I pushed my cock into her. My hands moved down to her legs and I pulled her legs up and around me. My forearms went under her knees and her feet rested on my back. From this position, I could tear her box up and slowly started to do just that. Part of me was hoping that she would cum again as then she would crave me in her bed.

Faster and faster I worked my cock until I could feel my orgasm start to approach. “Oh, you feel so hot and wet! I’m love how you make my cock feel.”

“Do you? Do you want to cum in me? Come on baby, cum in me. I want to feel it, will you cum in me?”

I love hearing her talk dirty as its so kinky turning Linda into a slut. Her talking was kind of erratic and she had that look in her eye. That look that says, I’m going to cum again weather you like it or not. There was no way that I could take it easy now just prayed that I could hold out long enough.

“Oh baby, I’m cumming again.” She grunted.

That did it for me; one hard deep thrust and I started to shoot my load into her! I’m cumming in her! Feeling her pussy clamp down on my cock just sent me over the edge. Oh it felt so hot to cum in her!

Once finished, I rolled off her. My cock glistened mostly from her pussy but there were a couple globs of cum. We laid there, not speaking and not moving just basking in the moment.

Linda snuggled up next to me, “That was so out of this world. I’ve never cum twice in one night.”

“I’m glad that you enjoyed it, your one amazing woman.”

She reached over and cupped my balls and squeezed my cock. “A girl could get use to this thing.”

My cock started to harden in her soft hand.

She kissed my chin, “This has to be our little secret,” she said as she rolled on top of me.

“Of course, I promise.” She guided herself onto my cock and rode me hard and it seemed that she was a very happy woman that night as that was just the start of our sexy journey together.

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