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Bakici Kadin – 2

Daha önce kızımın bakıcısı ile birlikte yaşadıklarımızı “Bakici Kadin” başlıklı hikâyede anlatmıştım. Bu onun devamı…

Yaşadığım o güzel günden sonra artık özellikle oyalanıyordum ki karım gitsin biz de Necla ile baş başa kalalım diye. İlk kez beraber olduğumuz günü ertesi sabahı eşim gittikten sonra bu geldi ben kapıyı açıp bunu içeri aldım. Sokak kapısını kapatır kapatmaz dudaklarına yapıştım. Bu ilk başta istediğim şehvetle karşılık vermese de sonrasında oda azmış olacak ki karşılık vermeye başladı. Dilimi ağzının içinde gezdiriyordum bu ne yapacağını bilmeden karşılık vermeye çalışıyordu. Bir yandan bunu öpüyor bir yandan da bir elimle göğüslerini okşuyordum. Göğüslerini okşadıkça bunun inlemesi artmaya başladı. Bluzunun düğmelerini açıp göğüslerini sütyenden kurtardım. Daha öncede söylediğim gibi g0öğüsleri oldukça büyüktü. Sütyenin kopçasını açmadığım için göğüslerini çıkarmak zor oldu ama sütyen alttan destek verince çok daha güzel gözüküyordu. Yaşındna dolayı olan sarkıklıkta kayboluyordu. Altında hafif diz altı boyunda bir eteği vardı. Elimi göğüslerinden indirip eteğini sıvadım. Parmaklarımla amını okşuyordum. İç çamaşırı ıslaktı ve amı sulanmaya başlamıştı. İlk önce altındaki külotlu çorabı sonrada külotunu çıkardım. Bir ayndan göğüslerini emiyor öte yandan orta parmağımı amına sokup çıkarıyordum. İnlemeleri iyice artmaya başlamıştı. Eliyle pantolonumun üstünden beni okşuyordu. Boyu benden kısaydı. Bu yüzden hem göğüslerini emmek hem de parmağımı amına sokmak için eğik pozisyondaydım. Bu sikimi pantolondan dışarı çıkarmak istedi ama başaramadı. Çünkü uzak kalıyordu. Bir iki denemden sonra “Ona dokunmak istiyorum ne olur çıkar onu” dedi. Bende hemen pantolonu çözüp boxer indirdim bunun eline verdim. Rahat okşasın diye buna yaklaştım ve dudaklarından öpmeye başladım. Böylece beni çok daha rahata okşaya biliyordu. Sikim onun okşaması ile birlikte sertlikte en üst noktaya gelmişti. Bu “Ohhh çok güzel oldu bu” deyip önümde diz çöktü benimkini ağzına almaya başladı. Süper sakso çekmiyordu ama karım bunu hiç yapmadığı için bana süper gibi geliyordu. Biz bunların hepsini sokak kapısının olduğu antredeki ayakkabılığın yanında yapıyorduk. O kadar güzeldi ki yatak odasına gitmek aklıma bile gelmedi. Hem böylesi daha sıra dışı ve güzel oluyordu. Bir süre sonra bunun ayağa kaldırdım ve sırtını bana çevirdim. Kulağına doğru uzanıp eğilmesini söyledim. O da burada mı gibilerinde baktı bende ellerini tutup ayakkabılığın alçak olan yerine dayadığımda tam domalmış durumdaydı. Hemen arkasına geçtim ve eteğini sıyırıp belinin üstüne attım. Burada yapmayalım apartmandan duyan olacak dedi ama benim umurumda değildi. Eğilip amını yalamaya başladım. Bu resmen inliyordu. Sesi duyulmasın diye elini ısırıyordu. Amı iyice sulanmıştı. Bende hemen kalkıp sikimi amına yerleştirdim ve içine bir seferde soktum. Bu ağzında eli olmasına rağmen dayanamadı bir çığlık attı. Hılzı bir şekilde pompalıyordum. Artık amının sularından dolayı şap şap sesleri çoğalmıştı. Necla da iyice haz almaya başlamıştı. Kalçasını bir o yana bir bu yana sallıyordu. Hatta ben pompalamayı kestiğimde bu götünü ileri geri yapıp beni içine alıp dışarı çıkartıyordu. Bir süre onun hareket etmesini zevkine vardıktan sonra ben yine pompalamaya başladım. Onu iyice zevek getirmek isitoyrdum çünkü o zevke geldikçe sikime uyguladığı baskı artıyor bende daha çok zevk alıyordum. Bu yüzden pompalarken üstüne eğildim elimi göbeğinin altından uzatıp parmaklarımla klitorisini okşuyordum. Bu onu iyice çılgına çevirmişti. Ahhhh ahhhh evet evet devam et, daha hızlı” diye inliyordu. Bende hem sikimin hemde parmağımın temposunu arttırmıştım. İyice azan Necla kalçalarını öyle bir sallıyordu ki sikim neredeyse amından çıkacak noktaya geliyordu. Bu da hem beni hem onu iyice azdırıyordu. Bunun ritmi iyice bozulmaya başlamıştı. Gelmek üzereydi ama benimde dayanacak halim kalmamıştı. Ama ondan önce gelip onun zevkini de yarım bırakmak istemiyordum. Kendimi resmen sıkıyordum ama patlamak üzereydim ki bu kasılarak ve inleyerek boşalmaya başladı. Boşalmanın verdiği kasılmanın basıncı ile zaten zor tuttuğum döllerim içine adeta bir volkan gibi fışkırmaya başladı. Necla içine boşalmamın verdiği hazla iyice inlemeye başladı. İkimizin de kasılmaları yaklaşık aynı zamanda bitti. Sikim yavaş yavaş inmeye başlamıştı bu da ayakkabılığa tutunarak olduğu yere oturdu. Bitirdin beni ben hayatımda böyle bir şey yaşamadım dedi zevkin verdiği gülümseme ile. O yere oturmuş ben ise ayaktaydım ve sikimden onun suları ile karışık hala döllerim damlıyordu. Bu soluk soluğa kalmasına rağmen boşuna gitmesin bu muhteşem şeyler dedi ve inmeye başlayan sikimi ağzına alıp akan dölleri bir güzel emdi ve yuttu. Bu da benim bittiğim an oldu. Bu sikimi emmeyi bırakınca bende olduğum yere yanına oturdum ve başımı o kocaman muhteşem memelerine dayayıp yattım. Bir on dakika kadar bu pozisyonda kaldık. Sonra kalktık bu önce bizim bebeğe baktı ve gelip hala uyuyor dedi. Sonra da banyoya gidip bir güzel duş aldık ve sonra ben işe gittim.

Bu güzel günler böyle devam ediyordu her zaman evden geç çıkmıyordum zaman zaman da eşim şüphelenmesin diye evden çıkıp eşim gittikten sonra dönüyordum. Böyle döndüğüm günlerden birinde de ö güzel ve dar götünü sikmeyi başardım. Zor oldu ama muhteşem bir zevkti. Neyse yeterince uzun oldu. Eğer bunu beğenirseniz onu da başka bir yazımda paylaşırım 😉

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Merhabalar ben Didem gerçek ismim Ediz Bursa’da yaşıyorum 22 yaşında aktif ve pasif cd im
2 kez ilişkim oldu bu konuda haddinden fazla seciciyim bunu kendini beğenmişlik burnu büyüklük gibi düşünmeyin !
sex özel bir şeydir !!
herkesle sex olsun diye sevişip yatilmaz hijyen kişisel bakım görgü edep saygı bunlar çok önemlidir benim için insanın ilk önce kendisine sonrada tüm insanlara her anlamda saygısı olması gerek ..
anlaticagim hikaye ben 18 yaşındayken yaşandı
Ve yazılanlar tamamı gerçek yaşanmış bir hikayedir !!
ben doğuştan parlak & kadınsı bir yapıya sahibim
bacaklarım yüzüm göğüs lerim vs tamamen kadınsı hatta bebeksi 🙂
yani abartmiyorum kendimi biraz simarticam k.bakmayin : )
Çoğu bayandan fizigim daha hoş ve güzeldir
14 15 yaşından itibaren yani ufak ufak penisimi kızların kalçalarını sex vs tanımaya başlarken bizim semtte aramizin çok iyi olduğu ve çocukluğumuzun her anında birlikte olduğumuz 3 kişilik bir arkadaş grubumuz vardi
biz birlikte gezer birlikte yer içer birlikte oynardık sürekli
isimlerini takma ad koyuyorum Alican ve Alper olsun
Bir gun aylardan yaz 12 veya 13 yaşındayız
Alican ve Alper birlikte takılırken bir anda alperin aklına birşey geldi ve bizim evin terasına gitmek geldi neyse biz üçümüz kalktik ve bizim terasa doğru yürümeye başladık evimiz 3 katlı ve üçüncü katı daha tamamlanmamış inşaat halinde neyse merdivenlerden çıkarken Alper 3 kat inşaat olan kata geldiğimizde benim tuveletim geldi ve isicem dedi peki dedik bizde birlikte onunla inşaat a geçtik aylardan yaz ve yaş itibari ile çocuk konumunda olduğumuz için sleep kilot ve Capri tarzı birşeyler üzerimizde ve üçümüz de sıralandik ilk Alper çıkardı o bizden 1 veya 2 yaş daha büyüktü.
Neyse bize sizde çıkarsaniza falan dedi. Alperin vucudunda aletinde falan yavaş yavaş kıllanma başlamıştı alicaninda biraz biraz ama ben kız gibiyim hiç bir yerimde tek tuy bile yok :))
Neyse bizde çıkardık işte istiyoruz felan Alper hadi olcelimmi kiminki daha büyük felan dedi olur dedik ve ben inşaatın banyo kismina geçelim biri gelirse filan görmesin dedim
Ama inanın aklımın ucundan bile olacaklar geçmemisti
Neyse biz banyo kismina geçtik çıkardık aletlerimizi ve okşamaya başladık Alper bizden biraz daha büyük olduğu için onunki haliyle biraz daha büyüktü ve benimki minnacık ozaman tabi :))
Bir an gözlerim alperin kine takılmış onu seyrediyorum anlamsizca Alper dedi ellemek istermisin bende hayır gerek yok felan dedim Alican ben ellerim ama sende benimkine elliceksin felan dedi Alper kabul etti ve bunlar birbirlerinin aletlerine ellemeyi felan geçtiler bildiğin okşamaya başladılar
Alper bana hadi sende gelsene mızıkçılık yapma bak burda olan herşey burda kalcak söz dedi bende inanin onları izlerken öyle dalmışım ki içimde değişik hos bir his oluştu
Neyse kabul ettim ve onlara katıldım Alper Alican a sen poponu dön duvara yaslan ben senin kalçalarını oksiyim sizde edizle birbirinizin penisini okşayin dedi ve Alican kabul etti duvara yaslanıp arkasını döndü ve ben alicninkini oksarken çok farklı haz almaya başladım
Alper bir anda olum Ediz senin kalçalarına bakıyorum pornolarda seyrettiğimiz kızlarınkindn daha güzel vallahi dedi. Ve güldü bende yok ne alakası var ya felan dedim
Alper hadi değiştirelim dedi ve bana duvara yaslanıp popomu ona donmemi istedi bende kabul ettim ve duvara yaslanıp popomu iyicee alpere doğru çıkardım ve bacaklarimi araladim o anda içimden alperi iyice baştan çıkartıp kudurtmak geçti nedense ve kendime hakim olamadım
Alper of of harika diyerek ellerini kalcalarima degdirdigi ilk an o an işte o hazzı anlatamam neyse Alper yavaş ca kalcalarimi okşamaya inlemeye devam ederken bir anda sikini okşayan alicana hadi Alican madem bu kadar yaptık
Bugün herşeyi unutalim burdan çıkınca bu konuyu herkes unutsun ama şuan herşeyi oluruna bırakalım herkes istediğini yapsın birbirine olurmu dedi Alican olum ben siktirmem herşey yaparım ama içime almam dedi
Ben o anda tepkisizm ve alperin kalcalarima oksamasinin hazzını yaşarken Alper bir anda alicana hadi biraz yala Alican bende seninkini yalarım dediğini duydum ve bir anda okun artık yaydan çıktığını farkettim ve Alican kabul edip eğildi ve yavaşça yalamaya başladı. Alper bana Ediz sende yere kartonu serelim domal bende senin kalçalarını bacaklarını yaliyim dedi ve bende kabul ettim uzerimizdekilerin tamamını çıkardık ve alperin onune domaldim popomu da sanki 40 yıllık orospuymus gibi dışarı çıkardım ve alpere hadi diye seslendim bu esnada alicaninda yalamak hoşuna gitmiş olmalı ki sapır şupur alabildiği kadarını alıyor ve arada oh ah sesleriyle inliyor
Alper bacaklarimi bir eliyle oksarken dilinide deligimin kenarlarında gezdiriyordu ve ben zevkten oluyordum. Bir anda iki eliyle kalcalarimi ayırıp. Deligimi deli gibi yalamaya emmeye başladı dilini yavaşça icime sokup çıkartmaya başladı ve ben kendimden geçmiş bir veziyette kendimi tamamen alpere bırakmış ahh ohh sesleriyle inliyordum
Alperin aleti tahminen 12 13 kadar ve ince güzel ve sexy bir penisti Alican alperi yalamayı bıraktı ve Alper deligimi yalarken benimkiyle oynamaya başladı ve yavaş ca ağzına alıp emmeye başladı
Allah’ım deligimi dil darbeleriyle delice yalanirken aletiminde yalanmasi ve oksanmasi acayip bir zevkti
Ve işte O AN !!!
Alper dizlerinin üzerinde kalcalarima iyice yaklaşıp taş gibi olmuş penisini bacaklarima kalcalarima surtturmeye başladı bir yandan da yalanarak iyice gevşemiş deligime küçük parmağını sokup çıkarmaya calisiyordu bir süre bu şekilde devam etti ve aletini kalcalarimin arasında yavaş ca gezindigini hissettim ve Alper bir yandan bol bol tukurukluyordu deligimi ve pen vaktin geldiğini ve Alper in
Karısını olucagimi hissetmistim alicaninda bir yandan aletimi delicesine emerken içimden kendime dur demek alpere hayır istemiyorum demek yerine bıran önce icime girmesini beni sert bir şekilde sikmesjni istiyordum
Ve o anda Alican biraz da sen benim kini yala dedi ve aletini ağzıma dayadı hayatımda ilk kez birine saxso cekicektim ve penis yaliyicaktim alicana tamam deyip aletinin başını yavaşça öper gibi yalamaya başladım derken yavaş yavaş bir anda alicanin o küçük pipisinin tamamını agzimin içinde gezdirip deli gibi emmeye başladığımi farkettim bu esnada
Alper de iyice azmis ve yeter artık dercesine aletinin kafasını yavaşça sokmaya çalışıyor bir yandan da canımi yakıp vazgeçmemem icin olabildiğince nazik davranıyordu ve bir anda kafası girdi canım acayip şekilde yandı ve hala o esnada ağzımda alicanin penisi varken elimle alperi biraz itledim ve Alper bir 3 5 dk daha yalayıp parmakladiktan sonra tekrar içime girme çabalarına başladı surttururken felan bir anda işçilerin ellerini yüzünü yikafigini sabunu farketti ve sabunu aldığı gibi kalcalarima deligime sürmeye başladı artık deligim tamamiyle kayganlasmis ve içine girilmeye hazır bir hal almıştı bu esnada Alper kendi penisine iyice sürdükten sonra tekrar arkama geçti ve yavaşça sokmaya başladı kafasını soktuktan sonra bir iki sn bekledi bir eliyle de aletimi okoşuyordu bende kendimi öyle bir kaptirmisim ki alicanin aletine sanki yıllardır alet yalamayı bekliyormuş gibi emiyorum sikini ve alicanin inlemeleri beni daha çok baştan çıkartıyordu. Neyse ki Alper yavaşça girmeye başladı o girdikçe sanki bir yerim yirtiliyormus gibi bir aci ve yanma hissi kendi krndimi sikip sabretmeye çalışırken alperin iyice içime girdiğini ve aletini köküne kadar aldigimi hissettim derken acıya dayanamayıp alicanin aletini bırakarak yüksek bir sesle ahh yeter Alper tamam istemiyorum demeye başladım dili öyle söylüyor o acıyı yaşıyorum o an ama çıkmasını da istemiyorum Alper sanki içimdeki sesi duyar gibi bana öyle sarılmış öyle kenetlenmiş ki kurtulmak mümkün değil
Alper o şekilde biraz bekledikten yavaşça gidip gelmeye başladı yavaş yavaş bir iki o gidip geldikce bende ahh yeter demeye devam ediyorum bir an gözümden yaş geldi o derece açı yani siz hesap edin
Neyse 3 5 dk Alperin gidip gelmeleri iyice hızlanmaya ve kalcalarima vurarak inlemeleri başladı
Benimde ilk dakikalarda çektiğim aci yavaş yavaş yerini zevke bırakmaya başladı bu esnada bende bir kaç dk kadar sonra ahhh ohhh harikaasin Alper daha hızlı felan demeye başladım bir yandan da alicanin penisini taş gibi olmuş penisini oksarken Alper ahhh diye yüksek sesle bağırarak bitti dedi ve çıktı içimden harikasın acayip güzelsin off felan deyip bir yandan böyle bir popo sikilmezmi opulmezmi diyip kalcalarima öpücükler kondurmaya başladı o esnada beni hiç sormayın zaten :))
Bir yandan ilk anal ilişkim çektiğim acayip bir aci sonra si
Tarif edilemez bir zevk ve alperin söylediği o cümleler ve popomu opucukleree bogmasi beni ne kadar mutlu etti ve nekadar zevk aldığımı sizlere yazarak anlatmam mümkün değil neyse bu esnada Alican sıra bende deyip arkama geçti Alper hayır ben bir kere daha yapicam biraz bekle sonra yaparsın felan dediysede Alican sert bir hamleyle alperi itleyip arkama geçti bende kartonun üzerinde domalip kalcalarimi iyice ortaya çıkarıp bacaklarimi araliyarak alicanin da içime girip çıkmasını ve onunda o zevki yaşayıp bana haz vermesini bekliyordum Alican yavaşça deligimi yalarak parmaklamaya başladı ve kendi aletine de sabun sürmeye başladı bir iki dakika bu şekilde yaptıktan sonra Alican ben bu pozisyonda istemiyorum ayağa kalk ve duvara yüzüstü yaslan dedi bende tamam deyip aynen dediği gibi yaptım alicanin aleti alperinkinden biraz daha ince ve küçük ama fenada sayilmz di ve o an geldi Alican ahh bebeğim karıcığım benim hayatımda ilk defa seni sikicem o zevki bana sen yasaticaksin zevkten çıldırt beni felan diyerek nihayet arkama geçti ve aletini deligime dayadı alicanin boyu benden biraz daha uzun ve benden biraz daha kalıplı olduğu için beni istediği şekle sokuyordu nihayet kafasını soktu ve ben yine aynı acıyla ahhh yavaş n’olursun diye bağırmaya başladım Alican bu esnada sanki ben birşey demiyormusum gibi yavaşça sikini tamamen içime sokmayi başardı ve ohh işteoldu evet diyerek boynumu emmeye ve bir eliyle de gogusletimi okşamaya başladı
Yavaş ca gidip geldikten sonra bir anda elleriyle kalcalarimi iyice ikiye ayırıp sikini tasaklarina soktu ve hızlı ca ahh ohh harikasın sevgilim diyerek gidip gelmeye başladı ve 3 5 dakika sonra oda ohhh diye titreyerek yavaşladı ve çok güzelsin harikasın bundan sonra benim karimsin diyerek oda kalcalarimi ve deligimi okşayarak bana iltifatlar etmeye devam etti. Ben daha doymamistim ilk sex in ilk kadın oluşumun heyecanıyla devam devam lütfen beni daha hızlı sikin durmayinn demek geçiyordu . Ve sonra
Bu hikayeyi şimd[görüntü ][/görüntü ]ilik burada noktaliyorum ve bu iliskimizden 5 ay sonra ben evde kız kardeşimin kıyafetlerini giyip makyaj yaparak Alican ve alperi bize devam edip neler yaşadığımızı ikinci hikaymde anlaticagim şimdilik hoşçakalın Bursa içi
veya Türkiye geneli kaliteli dürüst efendi kişiler ile tanışıp reel gorusebiliriz seyahat engelim yok profilimdeki fotolar bana aittir mucx

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CHAPTER THREE: With This Ring

Mel’s alarm clock woke me at 7:00 AM. She was still sleeping soundly. I shook her awake and said, “Mel time to get ready for work.”

Mel mumbled something got out of bed scooted into the kitchen while I headed for the bathroom. King Dong was wide-awake with my typical morning piss hard-on. Upon returning to the bedroom I saw the object of my desire was back in dreamland.

I put on my jockey’s and went to the kitchen and started brewing some coffee. While waiting for the coffee I decide to explore Melissa’s casa. The furniture Melissa owned was modest but tasteful nothing extravagant but not thrift shop either. Her sound system was very nice especially the Dual 3-speed turntable; which meant I could play my Dad’s 78’s on her turntable, if I ever got them down here from Jersey.

I returned to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet. No drugs except for aspirin, birth control pills and vitamin C. There was the typical make-up, eyeliner and eye shadow some blush and lipstick. There were some first aid items and a razor with extra blades and shaving cream. Plus the normal hygiene products: deodorant, mouthwash, and toilet water.

There was a Dixie Cup dispenser next to the washbasin. I got one of the tiny cups and filled it with mouth wash and gargled.

Once back in the bedroom I shook Melissa, “Come on or you’ll be late for work.”

“When I got up I called Mr. Thompson at home to say I wouldn’t be in today. So we have all day to run errands and fuck, and then maybe fuck again and then who knows maybe fuck some more.”

“Mel I’ve never seen you bring a guy here. Why?’

“I don’t bring guys to my residence because when it comes to lust and love some men are very boorish and some even scary. You, my uncle and Mr. Owens are the only men who have been here. A select few guys get my phone number but none get my address. If some one needs to get in touch with me, I have a PO box. Of course my parents and my brother Berti have my address.” “Why don’t you have anyone special? Hell you’re as good looking as any girl I’ve seen around here with a dynamite body and a terrific personality even if you are somewhat pushy and maybe you get drunk to often.”

“I got carried away last night because I was feeling foot lose and fancy free. Yesterday was the most fun I’ve had with a guy in a long time and I trust you not to take advantage of me. I enjoy my work and I do have real orgasms, sometimes, while I’m working but yesterday was fun not work. I even did some things to see if you’d bolt but you’re still here. When you swallowed Pierre’s sperm I knew you cared for me.” She said.

“That’s how I meant it, Mel. But I’m not going to become a cum eater unless sex is involved. But why did you choose me and why now?” I replied.

“Robert I’ve admired your butt and bulge since I got here and I waited for you to make a move, but when you didn’t. I made one for you. I truly want you for a lover but I’ve been hurt. I’m lonely and I need love and even more friendship, but I’m scared. I don’t ever want to be hurt like I was before.”

“I’ll try not to hurt you. I do have feelings for you. For today I love you and maybe forever. But who can predict the future. But I’m pissed, too. Look at all the good sex we missed out on because you didn’t make a grab for my dick before yesterday.”

“Is that all you want me for is sex, Robert? Even if I didn’t have feelings I’d still want that fabulous cock. I’d settle for sex and you’re a guy, all guys are sluts and would fuck anyone who had a cunt and had her legs open… But don’t let me fall for you if it’s only sex.”

“Hell you couldn’t wait to show almost every one I met yesterday how big my dick was.”

“Yeah, but did I hear you say ‘Mel please don’t I’m shy’. Maybe I going deaf but I missed any protests. Now Robert, I’m getting older by the minute and I haven’t been fucked yet today. So get your ass over here pronto and I’m going to need some help, I’m not wet yet.”

Getting into bed I started caressing her breasts. Her nipples stiffen and I rolled them between my thumb and forefinger. While I was kneading her breasts Melissa cupped my balls in her left hand and softly ran one finger up and down the vein on the underside of me cock it felt heavenly. I said, “Mel I’ve always used my finger to help a woman get wet, I’m not sure how to help you.”

“Robert! Why do you think god gave you a tongue? And I didn’t mean you couldn’t use your fingers. I meant I don’t want your fingers probing into my pussy.”

“I’d love to eat you,” I said as I shifted my body to position my face over her cunt I gave her the sealed condom. “You show me how to use my fingers to please you. You can fondle me but don’t stroke me continuously or I’ll cum before we fuck. When you’re ready put the condom on me and I’ll know you’re ready to fuck.”

“Robert position yourself so I can suck your cock?”

“No I just want to concentrate on eating you.”

I spread her lips and kissed her then thrust my tongue deep into erotik film izle her. She yelped. I pulled my tongue out and started exploring the folds of her tasty lips. I think I paid attention to every inch of her cunt that my tongue could reach. She tasted divine and her smell kept King Dong at attention. I attacked her clitoris, which she had been massaging with her fingers. She started moaning and yelling fuck me now, fuck me now Robert. By now she had put the condom on me but I wasn’t finished eating her. I wanted her to squirt all over my face again. She shuddered and I knew she had had an orgasm but she hadn’t squirted.

“Robert get you cock in me now,” she said “Please enter me at once and fuck me hard.”

I guided her onto her knees and positioned myself at her pussy lips and thrust my cock all the way into her. She was moaning and as I started pounding her. After a few minutes I sense she was close to cumming again and started pounding her even harder. She screamed and collapsed to her stomach pulling my cock out of her.

She turned and crawled down until my cock was poised before her lips she removed the condom and took me into her mouth and worked the head with her lips and tongue, she then took me deep into her throat she sliding her lips and tongue up and down my shaft a few times she then return to working the head. I warned her I was close. She took me out of her mouth looked up and winked. Opening her mouth wide she started working her way down my shaft. She didn’t stop until all 9 ½” were devoured. Then she started swallowing, constricting her throat around the head of my cock. I came straight down her throat.

“Wow, if everyday is going to be like yesterday and today, I want to marry you immediately. That was the greatest BJ ever.”

“Thank you Robert, but you are equally adept, you eat my cunt better than anyone, ever. And I had another orgasm with you in my pussy. That doesn’t happen very often. Every time we’ve fucked I’ve had an orgasm and when you eat me you’re both gentle and rough, incredible. But we are lusting after each other now.”

“Yeah you’re right I was only kidding. Stay in bed and I’ll serve you breakfast.” I told her.

“Didn’t you say today was your birthday?”

“Yeah sweetie.”

“Then I should be the one serving you breakfast in bed.”

“I don’t mind.” “Okay I’ll have a ham and cum omelet and put two teaspoons of cum in my coffee no sugar.”

Blushing I mumbled, “I think maybe you better make your own breakfast after all.”

Melissa got out of bed and got a robe from her closet. She then grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bathroom. She pointed to her razor and guiding me to an unused toothbrush in the cabinet under the sink as she was sitting on the toilet pissing and when she was down to a trickle she let loose with a long loud rumbling fart.

“Holy cow Mel. Don’t you have any manners?” I said between laughs.

“I always fart with the first piss of the day so get used to it.” She told me after she stopped laughing.

“Now you shower and shave while I fix breakfast.”

“No ham for me Mel. I just want a cheese omelet and I’ll pass on the cum, too.”

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When I was done in the bathroom and got back to the kitchen an omelet with toast, coffee and juice was sitting on the table awaiting my ravenous attention. By Melissa’s plate was the condom I had just filled. As I watched she squeezed out the cum into her coffee and stirred. I could also see a substance that didn’t look like cheese oozing from her omelet.

“Mel did you really put cum on your omelet?”

“Sure, there’s no better way to start the day then with a cum omelet and coffee laced with somebody’s cream. When I’m finished I’ll be good to go and we have lots to do today. Did you take your vitamins today?”

“Nope, forgot all about it.”

“Take them before we leave. Did I puke last night? I think I remember puking. And I think I remembering telling you I loved you. Did I?”

“Oh yeah you did but I didn’t take it too seriously.” But my response was serious, I thought.

“Eat up,” Melissa said. “We have stuff to do.”

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“Where are we be going, Mel?” “First we’ll be going to Greenberg’s Pharmacy to pick up a razor and other male hygiene products for you to keep at my place and then we head for Tampa.” “Wait a minute. It sounds like I’m moving in with you.”

“Not necessarily. But whenever you want to spend the night you can honey.”

“How about if I want to move in with you?”

“If you want to you’re welcome to move in Robert.”

“I think I do Mel. I’ll bring my stuff from the Owens’ room and move in here.”

“Not so fast Robert, just the bare essentials here until we are sure we fit together. Let’s not rush anything except today’s errands. So let’s get moving honey.”

Mel had what looked like cum at the corner of her mouth. I went over and kissed her then licked the cum from her mouth.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ film izle After we finished eating we stacked the dishes in the sink. Melissa headed for the shower and I return to her living room to make a closer inspection of her record collection. She had a lot of the usual stuff some Beatles and Stones. About half of her records were Spanish flavored. Most of them were unfamiliar to me but some like Sergio Mendes and Mongo Santamaria I had heard of. She had a couple of Dylan, some Byrds, The Band’s first two, and Judy Collins “In My Life”. And some of the usual teeny stuff Herman’s Hermits and the Monkees. She also had “Hoboken Saturday Night” by the Insect Trust and “Tiny Alice” by Tiny Alice, two great fairly recent albums.

I took a stroll over to her bookcase and took a closer look at the titles. Most of the hardbacks were by Spanish writers Marquez and Llosa were the only names I recognized. I was familiar with the erotica. The only modern erotica I saw was Terry Southern’s “Candy”, no Robert Rimmer. The rest was mostly Victorian “Venus in India”, “Randiana” and similar stuff. There was also a couple current bestseller stuff and Robert Heinlein’s “Stranger in a Strange Land”.

“Did you find anything that interested you Robert?”

I turned and there was Melissa naked except for a towel wrapped around her head. “I have now, “I said as I walked to her took her in my arms and kissed her. “I’ve read some of your erotica.” I managed to get out. “I have a well-worn cum-stained copy of “The Pearl”. Maybe I can read your edition, it much cleaner than mine. I like most of your record collection too, but Herman’s Hermits?”

“We all have a childhood and I just couldn’t part with them. What did you like as a child?”

“Elvis and the group vocal stuff like the Cadillacs and Dion and the Belmonts.”

“Maybe tonight you can read me some of my erotica but you must promise no cum stains. The “Kama Sutra” is boxed in my closet. Maybe we could try some positions I haven’t tried yet. But it’s time to get ready you should have been getting some clothes from your room while I was showering, so get moving.”

“Can I put on my jeans first?”

“Okay but only because I’d have to tear you away from all the other girls if they saw you in just your jockeys.” Mel said and gave me a wink.

As I was walking to my room I was thinking about how much fun and how funny Melissa was and that I could do almost anything sexually with her. I guess I was daydreaming because I almost ran Mr. Owens over as I rounded a corner.

“Hi Bob, happy birthday.”

“Hi Mr. Owens, thanks. If you have anything for me to do I’ll be back in the afternoon. Melissa and I are going shopping and she’s going to show me one of her businesses.”

“I always knew she had to have an additional source of income to live here.” He replied. “You can have off until Monday Bob”. He slipped me a twenty, “Show Melissa a good time but keep the noise down your making the neighbors jealous and not just the guys. What’s business’ does she own?”

“You know The Stowaway on Katherine?”

“Oh yeah, me and the Mrs., looked into buying a self-storage place when we decided to move down here, but we didn’t think they were profitable enough for our needs.”

“And she also owns a boutique in Tampa. I think she said its name was La Petite Morde,”

“Do you mean La Petite Morte, the sex shop on Main St.”?

“Yeah that’s it. How do you know about it?”

“I might be old but I’m not dead. There’s this great looking gal named Jenna who works there. With a little persuasion when the stores empty she’ll lock up and take you in the backroom and suck your dick. She can really work the salami and when she’s done she spits into these cup sized plastic containers. I don’t get that. She also looks young enough to be jailbait. Bob thinking about her has Willie stirring.” He said as we entered his place. “Vera I have a problem that needs your attention.”

I headed for my room as Mr. Owens walked towards the kitchen.

I could heard Mrs. Owens say, “Bud, get that nasty thing away from me.” I don’t think she knew I was here. “I’m busy making a cake for Bob.” I didn’t hear his reply but she said, “I guess I can spare a little time.”

I waited until I heard their bedroom door close then started back to Mel’s.

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I started walking towards Mel’s apartment. A horn honked to my left and there was Mel in her Mustang. I walked over and got in the passenger side. I was thinking about what Mr. Owens had said but was unsure how to bring the subject up. I didn’t have to.

“Robert first the pharmacy and then La Petite Morte I want you to meet Jenna and I need to talk to her.”

“Okay that sounds like a plan. I have to tell you I’ve heard about Jenna. I think you should know she uses the store for sexual encounters.”

Melissa laughed, “I know. She collects semen for me and believe me if it wasn’t for her I’d have a serious shortage of sperm. How’d you hear of her?”

“I believe Mr. seks filmi izle Owens partakes of her specialty on occasion and he told me about her spitting into a plastic container.”

Melissa was laughing out loud. When she stopped she asked, “How did the subject of La Petite come up?”

“Well I told him you were taking me shopping and to see one of your business’ and he asked about them and I named them. I was bragging about my sweetie.”

“Did you mention the drugstore supply house?”

“No. You never told me the name.”

“Good don’t. I’m a silent owner. For some reason Rafe felt it would be easier if some lawyer fronted as the owner. I think it had something to do with my dual American and Columbian citizenship. I own the place but we don’t want that to be well known.”

That aroused my curiosity, but I didn’t say anything. “Why were you laughing so hard when you found out Mr. Owens was one of your donors Mel?”

“When I first moved here I though of approaching him both as a source of cum and to get a reduction of my monthly rent in return for sex. I decided not to because of Mrs. Owens being so close and because old guys can sometimes be a lot of work to get off.”

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It didn’t take long for us to get to Greenberg’s Pharmacy. Mel parked and we walked hand in hand to the store.

Entering the store a buzzer went off and Mel yelled “Hello Saul.”

A portly man who looked to be in his late fifties came out of a backroom. When he saw Melissa his eyes lit up.

“Why Melissa you’re in early you’re not due for a refill until next Friday.”

“I know. This is Robert my new guy.” She said and put her arm around my waist and squeezed. “He’s going to be spending some time at my place and we need some stuff for him. Go-ahead Robert pick out what you need. But I get to pick out your cologne. First Mr. Greenberg and I have business to take care of.” Mel and the pharmacist went into the backroom he’d just come out of while I wandered the store picking up a razor and blades, shaving cream (Mel’s supply was low), a septic stick, deodorant, and some shampoo (Mel’s was too flowery smelling). They still weren’t back after I’d finished so I picked up a local newspaper and started reading the front page I then flipped to the sports and saw to the Phillies were home in Clearwater today playing the damn Yankees. The back door open and Mel and Mr. Greenberg emerge.

“Did you find everything Robert?”

“Yeah I sure did Mr. Greenberg.”

“Call me Saul. You know you’re a very lucky guy Robert. Melissa is a great girl. In fact she’s the greatest gal around these parts.”

“I know I’m lucky and you can call me Bob, only Melissa calls me Robert.”

Melissa had walked over to the cologne and I met her there. She picked up a small bottle of Halston’s cologne and opened it. “Does this smell okay Robert?”

I bent down and smelled. “That smells great.” on the way back up I gave Mel a kiss my tongue doing a tango In her mouth. She looked into my eyes with a impish smile then looked at Saul and grinned.

Saul’s return grin was salacious.

I walked up to the counter. Mr. Greenberg was bagging the items I had put there. Melissa handed him the cologne, he check that the top was secure and handed me the bag. I pulled out my wallet to pay. “No Robert, Melissa took care of that in the backroom.”

When we got outside I said, “I like not having to pay, but what did you do in that room? Is he one the guys you harvest and what was with the grin you two exchanged?”

“The grin was because Saul had just cum in my mouth. Couldn’t you taste him? No I don’t harvest Saul but I do teabag him whenever I go to the store and my purchases, usually only birth control pills, are free. We also go out to eat about once a month. I pick him up and we usually go to Harry’s on North Kentucky after eating we sometimes go to a movie or a concert and then back to his place to fuck. I have to refill my prescription monthly so once a month and on special occasions like today, I teabag Saul and we also fuck about once a month. Saul is my one mercy fuck. He’s lonely and I like him and it gives me pleasure to satisfy him sexually.”

We got into the car and Mel headed for Rte.4, a straight run to Tampa. I asked, “What’s teabagging Mel?”

“That’s Saul’s fetish,” she answered while concentrating on driving. “When we entered the room I asked him if I could suck his balls. He dropped his pants and drawers I knelt in front of him and placed his balls in my mouth. He started jerking-off and when he was ready to cum I took him into my mouth and swallowed his load. Next Friday I’ll be getting my prescription refilled. I get it refilled the last Friday of each month and since he knows to expect me he’ll have coffee brewing. He cums into a mug then I add coffee. We go out front and I talk to him and drink the cum laced coffee. It’s his ritual. He loves watching me drink the coffee, preferably in front of customers, while we chat. By the time I’ve finished the coffee he’s aroused again and MY ritual is to take him into the backroom and suck his cock. When the buzzer sounds, telling us a customer has entered, I start stroking his cock in earnest and he promptly shoots a load down my throat.”

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Her note said to meet her in room 610. I glanced at the door, making sure I had the right suite, before knocking. Within a few moments, Madelyn opened the door. She was wearing a white silk hotel robe; her dark hair pooled about her shoulders in contrast to the pale robe draped over her curvy body, which covered all but a pair of strappy, three-inch heels and a hint of black stocking. She smiled. “You’re right on time,” she said.

I smile back, filled with curious anticipation. “Would you like some wine?” she asked as she made her way to the chilled bottle. I nodded and while she poured a couple of glasses, she said, “Why don’t you take your jacket off?”

I slipped off my coat as she stepped towards me, carrying the two glasses. She handed one to me and took my jacket, draping it across a chair. “Why don’t you sit down?” she asked. “It might be more comfortable.”

I dragged an ottoman to the end of the bed, while Madelyn sit in the middle; her glass of wine settled at the other end. She crossed her legs, causing the robe to part, revealing the garter strap against the skin of her thigh. She noticed me glance down, but said nothing. She leaned back on her elbow as she took a sip of wine, the robe parting slightly at the top, revealing the hint of a full breast swathed in black fabric. “How are you?” she asked with a smile.

“I’m just a bit curious. What are you up to?” I replied.

Madelyn shrugged, the robe slipping further and dropping below a breast encased in black leather. “Taking a break from the routine,” she answered. She watched me watch her, then leaned forward to set her glass on the coffee table. Looking into my eyes she said, “Could you remove your clothes?” somewhere between a request and an order.

Madelyn raised her eyebrow, daring me to follow through. I stood up casually, taking a last sip of wine, before placing the glass next to hers. I started unbuttoning my shirt, working my way down to the last one. I stopped before letting the shirt fall from my shoulders. “It might be better if you participated,” I suggested.

Madelyn laughed a little, then leaned back on both elbows. The top of the robe parted completely, finally revealing the black strapless bustier cupping her breasts. She glanced down at my new focus. “I AM participating,” she said, erotik film izle then nodded her head, indicating that I should continue.

The shirt slipped off my shoulders. “Now you,” I said.

She shook her head. “Sorry, babe. This is my show.”

Her gaze dropped toward my lower half, noticing my obvious erection straining against the material. Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips. I quickly removed my shoes and socks and stood before her once again. As I unfastened my belt and pulled it from the loops, she lifted a hand and ran it across her chest and breasts. She took a finger in her mouth to moisten it, then traced the skin between her breasts, her nipples begin to harden beneath the bustier. Her attention is fixed upon me as she watched my hands move to my zipper. I paused, and she glanced up mirroring my expression of desire. Slowly I lowered the zipper. She shifted back on the bed, lifting each leg so that her knees were bent and spread. The garter belt held her stockings in place, but she wore nothing else below her waist. My erection firmed. As I slipped my trousers off, she remained on one elbow and reached down, dipping her fingers between her wet labia. Then they moved to her clit which she started to gently circle as she watched me. I kicked my pants aside.

I took a step forward, but she stopped the motion of her hand and shook her head. “No, not yet.” She recommenced her circles, rubbing her clit. “Touch your cock,” she demanded, “I want to watch you massage your cock and balls.”

I slowly started to move my hand up and down the length of my cock, my eyes fixed on Madelyn’s fingers. Keeping me in her sights, she raised her hand to her mouth and sucked her juices off her fingers. Then she returned to her cunt, dipping her fingers in. Then she pulled them out, allowing herself to explore the hole beneath. She pushed one fingertip into her ass, then another, while she laid back and moaned lightly. I made my way over to her and moved her hand away. My mouth engulfed her ass, my tongue licking her asshole, gently penetrating. Madelyn rubbed her clit, on the verge of orgasm.

Before she could get there, I stood up, grabbed her knees and pulled her to the edge of the bed, pushing my cock against her asshole. Realizing she had lost control, Madelyn film izle tensed, but then smiled. “Oh, yes. I want it. Fuck my ass hard, baby,” she implored.

Moving her hips forward, I slid into her, our combined juices easing the way. As I felt the tightness of her asshole around my cock, she resumed rubbing her clit. Our rhythm became fast and hard and after a rising crescendo of moans, she came, the waves of her orgasm rippling through her body. I felt her tighten around me and this was more than I could take. With a final thrust, I came deep in her ass.

I remained there for a moment, and after our breathing settled, I pulled away. Leaning down with my head between her thighs, I gently rimmed her, my tongue making soft circles around her asshole, enjoying the salty musk of me mingled with her.

Knowing I needed a moment, Madelyn stood up and pulled the robe closed, while I settled back on the bed. She dimmed the lights giving the room a warm, soft glow.

She returned to the bed, slipping off her heels and lying down next to me. My eyes closed. She gently caressed my face and ran her fingers through my hair, lightly massaging my scalp. “Rest a little longer,” she said. “That was only a warm-up.”

She left the bed and pulled out a blindfold from a drawer. Leaning over, she noticed my excitement at what she had produced. She tied the blindfold in place around my head. “Stay right here. No peeking.” She rose from the bed and I heard some rustling, but did as instructed and didn’t peek.

Madelyn returned to the bed. “Okay,” she said, “Now I want you to lie on your stomach.” I turned over and she took my left wrist in her hand, before sliding on the restraint. “Tell me if it’s too tight,” she said and I shook my head slightly. She pulled it firm and attached the other end to the bed post stretching my arm above my head, rendering it unable to move except to bend slightly. She did the same with my other wrist. Making sure each was secure, she picked up a couple of pillows and instructed me to rise up on my knees slightly. She placed the pillows under my abdomen, raising my ass off the bed, then secured a restraint around my ankle, attaching it to the bed in the same way as my wrists. Then the other ankle. I was now spread-eagled and restrained to the bed, my butt raised, seks filmi izle with only a slight range of motion, and feeling deliciously vulnerable. She knelt with one knee on the bed and slipped a hand under my hip, massaging my hardening cock. Leaning down and separating my cheeks with her hands, she pressed a finger against my asshole. “Okay?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I gasped.

She leaned over and her tongue darted out, replacing the pressure of her finger. She licked around my asshole, then keeping my ass cheeks parted, she began penetrating me with her tongue. She soon withdrew her tongue and replaced it with a finger again. This time, not merely applying pressure, but penetrating a half-inch at a time. I tensed at first, but then started to relax as I got used to the pressure and sensation. Her finger penetrated further until it finally slid as far as it could. She gently and slowly pulled out and then pressed forward again. I moaned intermittently as she finger-fucked my ass, then noticing my rigid cock and pre-cum, she stopped.

She stood up, removed the robe and picked up the six-inch strap-on dildo she had recovered from the drawer with the restraints earlier. She expertly fastened it, and knelt down behind me on the bed, applying some lubricant to the tip and also to my ass with her finger. She settled in behind me and started slowly penetrating my ass with the toy.

“Oh, God,” I gasped.

Relax, baby,” she said, and pushed her hips forward. The dildo penetrated further as her hands resting on my ass cheeks, spreading them. “Do you want me to stop?” she asked, knowing the answer.

“No, baby! Fuck me! Oh god, fuck me!”

Again she pushed her hips forward with rhythmic movement, one hand resting on the small of my back, the other reaching under my thigh to caress my smooth balls, cupping them, massaging them.

“You like that, don’t you?” she teased. “You love having a cock in your ass,” she said as she fucked me.

“Yes! Yes, I love it.”

“Yeah, you’re just a little cock whore.” She spanked me. “Let me know when you’re ready to come,” she instructed.

“I’m ready,” I gasp.

Madelyn stopped her rhythm and pulled out of me. She lay beside me on the bed, and I shifted to my side as she positioned my cock next to her mouth. She took the head between her lips and then took some more, sucking gently throughout. This was all I could stand and I orgasmed once again. She swallowed as much as she could, the surplus glistening on her smiling, painted lips.

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Zack awoke to the smell of coffee and eggs and bacon. He heard the sounds of the campers moving amidst the morning mist. Children ran past their campsite — others on bikes, the whir of their tires stirring up the dust on the dirt road. Parents yelled for their kids to come back and sit to eat breakfast.

He rolled over and instead of Liz’s warm body he found her side of the sleeping bag already cooled. As he rubbed the sleep from his face he caught a whiff of her scent. His hands still smelled like her. There was nothing better than waking up still smelling of her.

He sat up, ran a hand through his bed hair and attempted to pull on his sweats half stooped over inside the tent. His foot caught on the edge of the mattress and he fell over, his feet tangled in his clothes, banging his head on the duffel bags.

“Shit.” He muttered as he disengaged his feet from the sweats and started the process over.

He looked up as he heard Liz’s laughter at the door of the tent. “I guess you aren’t a Happy Morning Camper?”

“We need a bigger tent!” He said. Staring at the sunshine which was filtered through the trees and glowing around her hair. Her dark hair was loose around her face, cascading down her shoulders. He followed the curves of her body down her plaid lumberjack flannel shirt, the top several buttons undone and the swell of her cleavage a tease. Her shirt hung over her jeans and the laces of her hiking boots snaked in the grass.

She watched him look at her. She held a cup of coffee out to him as he unzipped the tent and yanked a sweatshirt over his head. “Ready for some Joe? Breakfast is ready sir.”

She handed him his coffee and leaned into him and kissed him. She tasted of coffee and smelled of campfire. She pulled him by his free hand — her other hand held her coffee cup. He sat at the picnic table next to the campfire and noticed she had stoked the fire and it was crackling and popping already.

“What time did you get up babe?” He was still sleepy. “What time is it now?”

They both jumped as a bicycle crashed through their campsite startling them. A kid raced past the table on his way to another site.

“Are we paying extra for him?” Liz laughed at Zack’s sour face. “To answer your questions, I got up about 9 and it is after 10 now.”

“Really? This fresh air and good sex must have made me extra tired!” He pulled her into his lap and kissed her deep. His hand on her knee and his other hand cupped her breast. Her breast fit nicely in his hand and he was happy to feel no bra as her nipple began to harden in his palm.

“Hungry?” She said sexily. “Coffee, tea or me.” She lowered her lips to his. Her fingers tracing his jaw line and she caressed the beard stubble on his chin.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmmm. I like this morning.” He kissed her and she rose and put breakfast on the table.

Liz watched his jaw muscles working as he chewed. His eyes met hers and they held. Just looking at each other, not speaking. They ate that way, content to sit in the sun, the morning breeze causing the leaves to fall from the trees like snow from a winter sky.

Zack grabbed the coffee pot, “Want a warm up?”

“Sure.” She held her mug towards him. “What exactly were erotik film izle you going to warm up?”

Zack looked back and forth at their campsite set up. The truck blocked most of the view from the dirt road. The bushes and trees, still heavy with fall foliage, separated them from the campsites on either side. The neighboring sites were close to them but deserted at the moment.

As if she was reading his mind, she walked to the truck and pulled out the leaflet that they had received when they checked-in the previous evening. He watched her ass moving in her jeans and felt himself beginning to wake.

She put the leaflet on the table and took his coffee mug from his hand. He watched as she cleared the dishes from the table, hurriedly stacking them in the wash basin at the end of the table.

He sat straddling the bench and she sat facing him, straddling his legs and the bench. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed the end of his nose, his chin and ran her tongue over his lips.

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. “Grrrrrr.”

He kissed her on the mouth, his fingers tracing circle on the small of her back.

“Wanna go play in the tent?” She said quietly in between kisses.

“No. I wanna play on our picnic table.” He began unbuttoning the rest of her flannel shirt.

He lowered his mouth to her erect nipple. Sucking it against the roof of his mouth as he rolled the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“Oh, oh Zack.” She tried to push him away. “What if someone sees?”

He laughed as she glanced back and forth from the road to the surrounding campsites.

Both his hands cupping her breasts, kneading them as he pushed her head back with his own, exposing her neck to his mouth. He sucked on her neck, kissing her and feeling her pulse through her skin against his lips.

He could sense she was torn between her body’s response to his strummings and her worry over being outside.

“Baby, no one will see. Maybe if that kid crashes back through here and sees us both naked he will stay on the road next time!!” He laughed as she gently slapped him.

“You slapped me!” He reached behind her and pulled her hair, at the nape of her neck. That gentle tug made her back arch, pressing her erect nipples into his.

“Ahh.” Her eyes half closed and her mouth turned up.

He kissed her throat and cupped her ass. Caressing her through her jeans. He moved his fingers along the seam of her jeans between her legs. She was warm.

She moaned in his ear. He nipped at her neck.

Cupping her ass with one hand he moved his other hand to the front her jeans. He popped the button open and pulled the zipper down. She was pinned on his lap, her legs spread over his legs and around the bench.

He watched her face, her breathing already becoming shallow in anticipation of his touch. Her eyes moved over his face. Her belly taut, waiting for him to touch her.

He slowly circled her belly button. He slid his fingertip into her belly button, feeling her shudder. Her ass moved trying to escape his hand. He clamped his lips on her nipple and moved his fingers from her belly button and right inside the top of her panties.

One film izle motion he was gliding over her pubic bone and spreading her lips with his fingers. Her breath whistled from her lips as she jerked her hips, grinding on his fingers. He pressed two fingers into her wetness and rubbed her clit with his thumb. Her jeans kept his hand tight against her skin.

Her mouth opened and she tilted her head back. The sun on her face, her chestnut hair falling down her back. He pulled her shirt open with his free hand and pulled her chin down till her eyes were looking into his.

“Look at me. I want to see it in your eyes when you cum.” He said softly as he caused more friction between her legs.

Her cheeks reddened and she half closed her eyes, moaning again.

“No, open your eyes. Let me see you.” Her eye lids fluttered as she struggled between letting go and trying to maintain control and not let him see her lose control.

As she rocked on his hand her shirt fell to her hips. Her nipples hardened further as the air hit them. A leaf fell and landed on her chest, sliding down between them as she moved.

“Uhhhhh, uhhhhh that feels so good. I am going to cum.” She uttered the words, still struggling to maintain eye contact.

He felt her getting hotter and wetter as his fingers played her. He knew she was almost there.

“Go. Let it go. Yes, yes baby.” He urged her on.

She pushed her toes into the dirt as she captured his hand between her thighs and he felt her body shake as the orgasm rolled over her.

He watched her face, her eyes; the way her mouth opened in a circle as her face turned a deep red knowing he saw all of it. His urge suddenly so great he withdrew his hand and lifted her off his lap.

He tore off his sweatshirt and threw it to the ground as he walked to the end of the picnic table. She had thrown a woven cloth over the table before breakfast. She joined him, glancing at the campsites next door and pulling her shirt back up her shoulders.

“No, no. You are beautiful in the sunlight. Leave it off.” He pushed his sweats down his thighs, his erection free from the material, the end of his cock gleamed in the sunlight with his pre-cum.

She stared as he pulled her shirt back off and dropped it in the grass. Grasping the tops of her jeans and pulling them off her hips.

“Zack, I don’t think we should…” She trailed of as he turned and nudged her face down on the picnic table. He stood on her jeans so when she stepped closer to the table she was completely naked before him.

He bent over her, his hard shaft between her ass, the head of his cock rubbing her soaked lips. He touched her shoulders and grabbed her earlobe in his teeth. “I love you.” He breathed.

“I love you.” She moaned back at him.

He entered her without using his hands to guide his cock to her. She pressed back into him. She was so hot and wet.

He grasped her shoulders harder. He brushed her hair to one side. Looking at the tattoo on the back of her neck, he kissed it. Pressing his teeth into her shoulder blade, his breath was heavy on her.

“Do you trust me?” He asked as he thrust into her faster.

Feeling her pump back, getting seks filmi izle hotter and hotter she responded, “Yes, ohhh, fuck me I trust you.”

They read each other’s movements and adjusted to the other’s speed. Her ass bumping his legs as he filled her with his cock.

He pulled out of her and ran his hands down her body, holding her hips.

“Don’t stop! Please don’t stop. I want your cock back in me.” She pleaded.

He pressed the tip of his wet, throbbing hard as steel cock against her tight ass. “Remember you trust me.” He said, not giving her time to answer as he pressed slowly till the head of his cock was inside her ass.

“Zack, whaaat. Ohhhhhh. What are you doing?” She first pulled away and then slid back on him so he was deeper inside her.

“Slow, baby, take me slow.” He murmured into her hair, it was taking all his control to not plow her right then.

The feeling of the sun, his hands on her naked body, his cock in her virgin ass and the gentle breeze on their skin heightened his need.

He stopped, holding his breath to see how she would respond. Thinking he wasn’t sure what had possessed him to try this here and now.

She moaned, arched her back, throwing her hair back as she slid, just a little back and forth on his cock. He spit on his hand, moistening his cock; amazed as he watched it move further into her.

He could neither contain his rising orgasm nor his excitement. He grabbed her leg just inside her knee and pulled it up onto the table.

She grasped the rough edges of the picnic table, the table cloth rough on her naked belly. Her cheek on the cloth, lips parted as she let the warmth of his intrusion bring her closer to orgasm. She pressed back and they began to slowly move together.

She could feel his restraint, his breathing coming in sharp intakes and exhales of October air. That excited her even more. His hands flexing on her hips as he desperately tried to maintain his control.

As she grew used to accommodating him she moved faster, she drew his orgasm from him. He could no longer hold back and with one hand on her hip he reach up and pulled her hair with the other hand. She felt his sweat drip onto her back and rode his cock.

She could feel him unload his orgasm deep in her ass. His moan louder that hers as he came again and again. “Zack, pull my hair harder.” She yelled at him.

She rocked against him twice more and as he pulled one final time on her hair she came again. An orgasm unlike any she had previously had. “Oh, Zack, ahhhhhhhh.”

Zack collapsed on top of her. His sweat slickened body sticking to hers and the boards of the table against her hip bones. “Liz.” He said and trailed off.

“Glad I trusted you, baby.” She said softly. “But get off me. We are naked on a picnic table in broad daylight.”

He rose from her, his legs shaky. “Babe, I hate to tell you. Two or three cars rolled by when you were orgasming.” He laughed as she blushed further.

“Zack! You are fired as the lookout.” She nervously glanced around and grabbed her clothes; making a beeline for the tent.

Liz was getting dressed as she looked out of the tent at Zack pulling up his sweats at the picnic table. The quietness was interrupted by a crashing of a bicycle through the bushes in their campsite again. Liz fell to the sleeping bags laughing.

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Snow Bound With Lisa

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This story is for a girl I met called Lisa. She wanted to share a snow bound cabin, with me, so now I have provided her with one.

“That’s not fair.” Lisa said as a snowball hit her in the back.

“All’s fair when you’re in the snow.” I grinned as I hastily made another one. I should have looked up because, WHACK, I got hit in the chest.

“War!” I shouted at her and fired off another snowball.

This high jinx went on for about half an hour and by the end we were both tired.

“Come on, let’s go back to the cabin and get warm.” I said.

We headed back to the cabin, which was our home while we were here on holiday. It was not much to look at, but it was warm, had a big fire place, a comfy bed and just generally great to be in. Even the logs making up the walls, looked like that they were cut down only yesterday.

“You go in and have a shower and I’ll cut some logs.” I told Lisa.

“Okay. That’s not my thing anyway.” Lisa said as she gave me a smile and a kiss on the cheek.

“I know.” I laughed, “You have other things you do.”

“Why, whatever do you mean?” Lisa said as she batted her eyelashes and walked saucily away, swishing her hips.

She went in side so I stripped off my jacket and started splitting logs, down into kindling.

After about half an hour, I was finished, so I carted the kindling up and into the cabin, depositing it by the fireplace. I could hear the shower still going and you were happily singing away. I smiled and shook my head. At 5’4″, green eyes, brunette, slim and small busted you were my type of woman. I felt very lucky to have met you.

You finished singing and the noise of the shower finished. By that time I had the fire started and it was going nicely.

You came out drying your hair with the towel and dressed in a white toweling robe.

“Hope that you left some water for me.” I joked.

You poked your tongue out and walked to the other side of the room to where the kitchen was.

I stood up and admired you and the fire. Both were hot in my minds eye. I shook my head and headed for the shower. After scrubbing myself clean I stood under the hot water feeling it flow over my skin, erotik film izle feeling the warmth spread over my body. I could see why you spent so long under it. It felt wonderful.

I stepped out and brushed my teeth and had a gargle with the mouthwash. I wanted to look my best for you. I put on my robe and came back out to the lounge.

You looked beautiful there sitting on the Bearskin rug, before the fire. I smiled as I saw the strawberries and the open bottle of wine. You had already had half a glass, by the look of the bottle.

“Nice.” I said as I admired the view.

“You like?” Lisa asked as she held up her glass and had a sip of wine.

“Very much.” I grinned and went over to sit next to her on the rug.

As I sat down I leaned forward and gave her a long kiss, tasting the wine on her lips. I pulled back and licked my lips, slowly, savoring the taste.

My hand picked up a strawberry and placed it at your lips. With deliberate movements I traced the line of those lips, with it and then teased your lips as you went to bite it. Pulling it back and then doing it again.

I put my glass down and leaned in to kiss you deep on the mouth. I felt your lips open and your tongue darted out to probe between my lips and into my mouth.

I moved around so that you still held onto your glass, but so that you were reclining more, on the rug. Leaning on one arm. My other slowly moved over your dressing gown to rub your body underneath. You felt so smooth under my hand.

As my hand found the sash holding it together, I loosened the knot and let the sash slip from my fingers. Your robe fell apart showing off your golden body underneath. You were well proportioned and worked out. You had to since you did part time modeling.

My hand moved up your tummy to brush over your breasts, where your nipples were already erect. My fingers chased lines around your nipples and around the mounds of your breasts. By now our kissing was over and you leaned back onto the rug.

I moved my fingertips to my glass and dunked them into it. When I pulled them out they were wet with wine, and I moved back to your breasts. Delicately I brushed my fingers film izle over your nipples depositing wine onto them and onto your breasts. I leaned forward more and took a nipple into my mouth. Tasting the wine on my lips. Using my tongue to entice your nipple further, I licked the top of it and then all around it, like a bee to a honey pot.

You moaned softly as I licked first one then the other nipple. Sometimes arching your back as you ran your hand through my hair.

I kissed your breasts again, only this time my other hand traveled down your waist and over your belly button. I reached behind me and wet my fingers again, then continued with their travels.

“That’s cold.” Lisa murmured, “But nice.”

My fingers kept going until they came to your other protruding lips. You kept your pussy lips shaved as it gave you a nice feel. The tops of my fingers slowly encircled the top part of your lips, rubbing the wine over them. Up and down they traveled over them. They were moist not only from the wine but from your arousal as well.

I kissed you again as my fingers slowly parted your lips, to run along the inside of them. Your labia, was well defined and tender to the touch. It was one of your favorite areas.

Your kisses became more animalistic as I inserted my middle finger into you. Your back arched and I could feel you shudder under me. Your teeth gnashed mine.

I moved my finger in and out slowly as it fucked you. Your body moved with the rhythm of my hand. I inserted two more fingers and I felt your walls accommodate them as well. You enjoyed this type of sex.

I stopped kissing your mouth and proceeded down your body towards your cunt. Kissing as I went, tasting the wine and your body as I went. As I reached your clit I removed my fingers and let my tongue slide up and down your wet hole. Tasting the juices there was very satisfying. I always loved going down on a woman and tasting her sex.

I moved my body around as well so that I my head was positioned at the front of your vagina. I pushed my tongue in between your luscious lips and went to work, licking and tasting you. Forcing my nose to rub your labia and smear your juices over my face. The seks filmi izle smell alone was making me horny.

With my free hand I grabbed a strawberry and inserted it between your lips and pulled it back and forth to get coated with your sweet juices. I left it there and lowered my head again to remove the strawberry with my teeth. I ate it with a relish of female juices, coating the sides of it. When it was finished I lowered my head yet again, to lick you out.

You held my head there as you had your first orgasm and forced more of your juices to flow.

“Take me up the arse.” Lisa said shakily.

I disengaged my tongue and head and pulled back. As I did you turned around on all fours and lifted your robe over your back. Your arse cheeks were presented to me in all of their glory.

I rubbed some more wine over your cheeks and down your crack, making sure that I also lubricated around your back entrance. I leaned forward and licked around your hole tasting you and the wine and depositing some saliva there. I put some saliva onto my hand to coat my erection, so that it would slide in easily, but I found that I had pre-cum there, so I was wet enough.

I positioned my cock at your anus and pushed, going in slowly so as to not cause you any pain. I heard you moan, not in pain but in pure pleasure as I entered you.

You pushed on your hands, pushing you back onto my cock and forcing it in further. You started to fuck me, before I had a chance to start it. I held onto your hips as I slide in and out your tight hole, the sides gripping my erection and giving me wondrous pleasure. I increased my thrusts as you increased your pushing.

“I’m going to cum.” I said.

“Me too.” You said as you shuddered yet with another orgasm.

I came quickly and continued to pound your arse. Shooting my seed and spreading it through out your bowels. Slowly our thrusts slowed down, but I did not stop. I could feel your energy was drained but that you were drenched by your own sweat and by mine.

I felt your muscles spasm under me as your butt hole clenched and un-clenched, forcing semen out of your hole and onto the Bearskin.

I pulled out as my cock shrank and lay down next to you on the carpet, as you turned and lay down.

“Thank you.” You purred as you gave me a wet kiss.

“The pleasure was mine.” I said as I kissed you back and smiled.

To be continued….

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Sister Lauren, Father Riley, and Me

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A husband realizes on Valentine’s Day that his nearly Nun of a wife isn’t so innocent.

It had been a full day of celebrating Valentine’s Day, our first as a married couple. Married only eight months, in June of last year, we were still newlyweds. I went all out, restaurant reservations, flowers, candy, and a romantic Valentine’s Day card with a hearts and flowers sentiment with room for me to write my own words. I even bought her perfume and a sexy nightgown for the occasion.

I wanted our first Valentine’s Day to be a special memory. Only we over did it. Between having had worked a full day and celebrating all night drinking champagne, beyond exhausted, it was only Monday and I had to get up for work in just a few hours. I never thought I’d hear myself say this, but I was too tired for sex.

“Thank you for a wonderful day, Chad,” said my lovely bride Lauren.

“You’re welcome, baby,” I said.

Lauren is a pretty woman with a short, Katie Holmes haircut. As tall and as shapely slim, she does look a bit like Tom Cruise’s wife. Enjoying the attention when people say that she looks like Katie Holmes, she wants to grow out her hair in the way that Katie Holmes wears her hair longer now. She had to keep her hair short before to wear her wimple.

After being single for so long, it was still weird trying to wrap my brain around me being married and her being my wife. A mindset that I needed to have, always only having to think about and take care of myself, now it was us and we, instead of mine and me. All my friends have been married for years and all of them have children. Playing the role of the eternal, eligible bachelor, I was beginning to wonder if I’d ever get married. I just never found the right woman, until I met Lauren.

Thirty-five is not that old but, when my parents were married at twenty-two-years-old, they were always pressuring me to find a wife and give them grandchildren. My friends and relatives were always playing the matchmaker by trying to fix me up with someone they knew from work or one of their single or divorced relatives. Now, finally, that’s all over. Off the market, I’m finally married.

We were comfortably ensconced in bed spooning, already yawning, I was just about to doze off, when I heard her voice in the distance.

“Do you want to do it?”

Do it? Do I want to do it? Upfront and to the point, I knew what she meant, of course, but she had such an odd way of putting things and, suddenly, being the macho newlywed man that I was, I felt pressured to perform and to do it. Appropriately, my cock reacted to her words with an erection. If not for me, for her, I needed to do it.

Especially on of all days, Valentine’s Day, what kind of a newlywed husband would I be if I didn’t do it? She was the one who issued the challenge and I couldn’t ignore her request not to do it. With me still a newlywed, this was Valentine’s Day and I was expected to come to the office with bloodshot eyes, tired, and yawning, after having all the sex my co-workers imagined me having. If I couldn’t do it for me, if I couldn’t do for her, I had to do it for them.

Wanting to show her the man that I was by getting up for the task to do it, just do it, only I was too tired to do it. If I was an actor on a set, I’d have a stand-in, a stunt double, ready to do it to my wife for me. Only, I wouldn’t want anyone but me to do it with my wife. Suddenly, the image of watching my wife doing it with another man was an exciting one to imagine. Maybe, later, after we’ve been married for a while, that’s a fantasy that we could explore. Only, now, I needed to do it.

I was the romantic one in this family. Lauren was an anal accountant, who was nearly a Nun. She left the convent ten years ago, just before taking her final vows. She would have made a good Nun, Sister Lauren, as she’s a good person, and she always wears her cross, displays it, actually, outside of her clothes. Only, she’s too pretty not to be someone’s special lady and I’m glad she’s mine. Any man, no matter if he was still a little drunk and/or tired, would never have to be asked twice to do it with her.

I met her in the elevator at work. She works on the 47th floor and I work on the 48th floor. As if it was our own private bus stop, with a dozen other elevator cars we could have chosen, it’s funny how fate intervenes to make something happen, by having us take the same elevator car at the same exact time, so many times in the course of several months. After a while, I looked forward to seeing her and I was saddened when I didn’t. One day, on the way up to our lofty work destinations, after everyone got off the elevator on the lower floors and we were left alone to meet, I summoned the courage to finally introduce myself.

“Hi, I’m Chad,” I said holding out my hand and smiling.

“Lauren,” she said looking at me, accepting my handshake, giving me a smile, and then looking away in shyness.

Accustomed erotik film izle to women who weren’t so shy, accustomed to women coming on to me, she intrigued me by her cool disinterest. Such a pretty name for such a pretty woman, a name that evoked the images of a movie star, a runway model, and the name of a famous fashion designer, tall, sultry, and shapely, Lauren fit her. Only, if I had more of my wits about me, if I weren’t so tongue tied, I would have said all of that to her, but I didn’t. Yet, not wanting to appear like the smooth Casanova that I wasn’t, she didn’t look as if she was a player either, especially with her religious cross prominently displayed. Glad that I didn’t, if I came on too strong, I may have scared her away.

Naturally pretty, a rare beauty, with skin as clear as I imagined her innocence, I couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing makeup; she never wore makeup. Weird. Every woman in the building wore eyeliner and lipstick, at the very least. Having a bit of the look of a pioneer woman, a Mennonite, an Amish woman from Pennsylvania, in the way that Kelly McGillis looked, when she starred with Harrison Ford in the movie Witness, she looked so plain, yet still so uncommonly pretty. It made sense when she told me later that she was almost a Nun. So pure, so innocent, and so trusting, as if she was a timid fawn that I came across in the forest, while coaxing her to eat out of my hand, it was then that I realized that I’d have to go slow with her to not frighten her.

After having courted her and, somehow, managing to get around her committed religious beliefs by not trampling them with my lack of knowledge on the subject, insensitivity of her feelings, and ignorance of religion, sometimes I wonder if I would have been happier marrying a stripper. With my fantasies taking control of my commonsense, suddenly the image of Lauren dressed as a Nun, while dancing around a pole, and stripping off her habit, took hold of my imagination. Just as we don’t know what a Scotsman wears or doesn’t wear beneath his kilt, finally, I was finally going to see what a Nun wears or doesn’t wear beneath her habit.

Yet, be it Nun or be it stripper, I had no control over who I’d fall in love with; it just happened. For sure, I never figured I’d marry a woman who nearly made God her husband and Catholicism her lifelong career. A woman who was almost a Nun, an innocent virgin, may be some men’s dream in bed, but I feared she may be my worst nightmare.

What if she subscribes to the letter of the Catholic rules and only has sex to procreate and not for pleasure? Forget about swallowing, what if she doesn’t even do oral sex? Over the years, I’ve become adept at eating pussy, just as I’ve grown quite fond, an understatement, of receiving blowjobs. Surely, it’d be one thing if she didn’t swallow and was a spitter, but it’d be quite another if she wouldn’t even take my cock past her lips, a place where she’s accepted the Eucharist, the Holy Communion, the host, the consecration of the bread and the wine that symbolizes the body and the blood of Jesus Christ. My worries were short lived when she not only blew me but swallowed all that I had to give her on our Honeymoon night. Oh, goodie, my almost Nun of a wife, was quite the slut for my cock in bed.

“Blow me, Lauren. Suck my cock. Oh, yeah, that’s right, baby, suck it. Hallelujah. I’m going to cum,” I said.

Purposely talking dirty, I needed to know her reaction. Waiting to see what she’d do, if she’d remove me from her mouth or if she’d spit out all that I ejaculated in her mouth, I remained hopeful, while fearing the worst. Instead, she surprised me. Aroused and encouraged by my dirty talk, she sucked me harder, while stroking me faster and I exploded all that I had to give in her mouth. Then, she swallowed.

“Oh, my God. That was so hot. I like it when you talk dirty to me. It made me even more aroused” she said. “I can’t believe I got you off with my mouth.”

When she said that I realized that I was the first man she every blew. Not too shabby for a first time blowjob, but it’s something that we’ll have to practice over and again to perfect. Lucky me.

Lost in my thoughts, going back and forth, thinking back to how we met to being in bed with and married to her now, after having celebrated our first Valentine’s Day, I realized I hadn’t answered her question. Do you want to do it?

“I’m really tired, sweetie, and I have to wake up for work in only a few hours. I wish I had the forethought of taking the day off, as you did, but my boss is expecting me to attend a meeting the first thing in the morning.”

“It’s okay,” she said. “You’re the first man that I celebrated Valentine’s Day with and with this our first Valentine’s Day as a married couple, I’m still not sure what’s expected of me. I’d do it, if you wanted to do it.”

“Expected of you? Do it? You have a weird way of putting things, Lauren,” I said with an uncomfortable laugh. “Just relax and go with the flow. I don’t film izle expect anything of you other than for you to love me. And it sounds better, if you said make love, instead of do it.”

“Sorry,” she said. “I do love you, Chad. I love your blonde hair,” she said running her fingers through my hair. “You look like a young Robert Redford, when he played The Sundance Kid in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Actually, you remind me of a cherub, my Angel of a husband,” she said giggling, while taking my face in her hands and giving me a kiss. “I just wanted to let you know that I’d do it, I mean, make love, if you wanted. I understand you’re tired. We’ll do it, I mean,” she said with a laugh, “make love tomorrow.”

“Okay, but in the meantime, until we fall asleep, why don’t we just cuddle and spoon,” I said wrapping my arm around her with my right hand cupping her B cup breast. “I think that’s all I have the energy to do. Besides, I love spooning with you, while rubbing my cock against your sweet ass, baby.”

When I reached my arm around her and cupped her breast, her nipple was already erect. Was she cold? Was she excited? Was she expecting me to do it and to make love to her, even though I told her I was tired and needed to wake up early? Was she horny? Playing everything by ear, I was just as new to this marriage thing, as she was.

In all the years I was single, in all the years that I was somewhat of a playboy bachelor, I never had a woman in my bed more than a few days. Never having had a long-term relationship, it was just as awkward for me that my first live-in girlfriend was my wife. Even though we had been married for several months, careful in what I said and did, so as to not hurt her feelings, it was still uncharted territory.

Feeling her body pressed against mine, it just felt so good to rub my cock up against her nightgown clad ass, one of my favorite things to do, especially in the way she was pushing her ass against my cock. She was making me horny and I quickly had a fully engorged erection. With the thought of rubbing my naked cock against her soft, warm ass, I pulled off my pajama bottoms and underwear. It felt so much better to free my erection from the binds of my sleepwear. Horny now, albeit very tired, I wanted to do it.

She reached her hand around and took me in her hand, while stroking me. She was so gentle with her touch and with her slow and deliberate movements and I was still getting used to the idea that she was a virgin, when I married her. When most women have their first sexual experience in high school or college, Lauren was thirty-two-years-old before she had sex with me on our wedding night. After being with so many different partners in the course of a year, after having sex on a regular basis, the thought of a woman abstaining from sex for so long is just so weird, too weird for me to fully understand. Yet, she’s quick to say that she was waiting for the right one. Fortunately for me, for someone who hasn’t had sex, she was no prude.

“You’re so hard, Chad,” she said tightening her grip and stroking me faster.

“That’s because you make me horny, Lauren.”

“Call me Sister Lauren.”

What? Is she serious? Call her Sister Lauren? Okay. That’s a new wrinkle that I kind of like, albeit a little creepy weird that I don’t like at the same time.

When I was in parochial school, I always wanted to have sex with a Nun and now to have pillow talk with my almost Nun wife, by calling her Sister Lauren made my cock pulsate at the anticipation of finally fulfilling my sexual Nun fantasy. Still, there were so many connotations surrounding lusting over a Nun that is so wrong on so many different levels and if my parish priest, Father O’Brien, knew I had been lusting over Nuns, when I was younger and masturbating over the thoughts of having sex with them, he’d have me say a thousand Hail Mary’s, after spanking me with a switch.

For the record, I wouldn’t want to have sex with just any Nun. I’ve seen some Nuns that look like guys and that look mean and angry, as if they are wearing wool underwear beneath their habits. Conversely, there are other Nuns, like the Nun that Ingrid Bergman played, Sister Mary Benedict, in the Bells of Saint Mary opposite Bing Crosby, Father Chuck O’Malley. Man, I’d do her, that’s for sure. She was so hot in that movie. Other than my wife Lauren, Sister Lauren, Ingrid Bergman was my idea of a sexy Nun, that’s for sure.

Man, I wish I had a Nun who looked like her in school. Instead, the Nuns that I had, who were all short, round, had mustaches, and could hit like a linebacker on steroids, weren’t my fantasy. It wouldn’t surprise me, if in the way so many priests are pedophiles, that there are a closeted convent of lesbian Nuns. Not that there’s anything wrong with lesbians, but if they are the wives of God, isn’t it considered cheating for them to have sex with other women and with one another?

“Okay, Sister Lauren,” I said with a chuckle.

I like this game. This could seks filmi izle be fun. Suddenly, I was more awake. So, my wife wants to be called Sister Lauren. Cool.

“Do you want to do it?”

I couldn’t believe it. For sure, she must want to do it. Yet, again, she asked me the same question using the same exact words. It sounded so odd, mechanical and routine, do it, instead of do you want to make love.

In the way she said them, the words sounded so empty and devoid of passion and emotion, as if, as a wife, she was expected to do it, just for the sake of her obligation to service me, her lawfully wedded husband, ’till death do we part. Was it because she served the Lord God in a convent the reason why she’s so unemotional and so matter of fact? She made me feel, as if I was about to have sex with Spock, the Vulcan, from Star Trek, instead of having sex with my sexy, Katie Holmes look-a-like of a wife.

“This is nice what we’re doing, Lauren,” I said lifting her nightgown up to her waist and moving my cock deeper between her legs, while looking to find that wet and wild playground.

“Spank me,” she said. “Slap my ass. I like that.”

What? I was stunned. Spank her? She likes that? Are you kidding me? How does she know she likes that? Suddenly, my almost Nun of a wife doesn’t seem so innocent. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of sexual games they played in the convent, after church and before prayer.

“Okay. Kinky,” I said giving her a love tap on her naked ass.

“Harder,” she said, as if she was my dominatrix and it was an order.

“How’s that?”

I slapped her harder this time, hard enough to make a loud noise, even beneath the covers.

“Harder,” she said, “and call me Sister Lauren, before you slap me and tell me that I’ve been a bad Nun.”

What the Hell is going on here? A bad Nun? Oxymoronic in its meaning, is there such a thing as a bad Nun? I didn’t dare verbalize what I was thinking for fear that she’d think me an idiot, but maybe spanking her is a religious ritual. Are Nuns supposed to suffer pain because Adam took a bite out of Eve’s apple? The fool that I was regarding religious rites, I didn’t know.

Not very religious, suddenly, I was out of my element. Now that I think of it, interestingly enough, the last woman I spanked was wearing a parochial school outfit, when we played our sexy games in the privacy of our hotel room, after a swingers’ Halloween costume party. Only, I’d never tell her that I attended such a party nor would I tell her that I was dressed as Satan, a horny devil.

If I was excited by the thought of having sex with a woman who was almost a Nun before, still having the image of her dancing around a pole and stripping off her habit, I was now really excited spanking my almost Nun of a new wife now, while calling her Sister Lauren and telling her that she was a bad Nun. Suddenly, I’m seeing Lauren in a whole, new, sexy light.

“Okay,” I said. “You’re a bad Nun, Sister Lauren,” I said giving her a really hard wallop with a nervous laugh.

When I slapped her so hard, getting a little carried away with my newly rekindled Nun fantasies, I feared I may have hurt her.

“Yes, just like that,” she said. “I like that. Do it again, only harder.”

Harder? Is she kidding me? If I slap her any harder, she’s going to slide off the bed. My hand was already throbbing from hitting her so hard. She made me wish I had a paddle.

“I’m going slap the Jesus out of you, Sister Lauren, for being such a bad Nun,” I said slapping her ass again, so hard that my hand hurt. “Sorry about the Jesus remark. It just slipped out and I didn’t realize–“

“It’s okay,” she said. “I’ve gone beyond that. I’m no longer part of that world.”

Yet, by her wanting to be called Sister Lauren, by her needing to be spanked and punished, she was still part of that world. Only, I didn’t know how much a part of that world that she was, but I was about to find out how much part of that world that stayed with her and that she brought to bed with me. Sometimes, I wish I didn’t know.

“This is nice,” I said reaching around to feel her tit, while rubbing my cock deeper in that special place.

Between spooning her, rubbing my cock up against her naked ass, feeling her tits and fingering her nipples, and now slapping her ass, while calling her Sister Lauren, a bad Nun, I was having fantasy overload. I was still imagining her being a stripper Nun that looked like Ingrid Bergman, while dancing around a pole and stripping off her habit. I was really horny.

Slowly and gently, as if rocking a boat on a serene lake, she moved her hips in and out, while taking my cock deeper inside with each movement of her. For someone who was almost a Nun, a virgin at 32-years-old, when I married her, she was so very sexual and this whole experience was as sexually exciting as if was viscerally surreal. Never have I been as excited with any other woman that I was now with her.

“I know you’re tired, so just relax and let me do all the work,” she said.

“Yes, Sister Lauren,” I said with a giggle and feeling that I was doing something bad by calling her Sister Lauren, while feeling her tit and rubbing my cock against her ass.

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The argument they’d had the night before, continued that morning. Greg had stormed out of the car at the airport, leaving Sally in tears.

After getting home, Sally went back to bed, and cried herself to sleep.

The clock woke her at ten, in time to get ready for her coffee- morning at Jo’s. Dressed and ready to go, she double-checked her appearance, in the full-length mirror. Her new jeans with the black insert highlighted her trimmer shape. The gym was paying off at last. Of middle height, her trim figure at last brought a smile to her gamin face. She had long given up on wishing the dusting of freckles away, seeing them now as an asset. She rather thought they added interest to her features. She leant closer to check her lipstick was unmarred, it was, but her eyes still looked puffy. Oh, well.

Sally trotted across the street, through the rain, to Jo’s house, where the front door waited ajar for her. Given the deluge, it had been wise to phone ahead. She closed it behind her, and shook off the rain from her hair.

She called, “Jo? Where are you?”

Jo replied from upstairs, “I’m up here, with you in a tick.”

A minute later, she appeared on the top landing. “Hi, how are you today, apart from miserable?”

Sally had to laugh, at her best friend. No matter how down she felt, when Greg went back to work, Jo could cheer her up.

“Did you get him there, in time for his check-in?” She lifted an enquiring eyebrow, as she ran down the stairs,

“Oh yes, no bother at all. We always leave in heaps of time, so even if we break down; he can still get a taxi and make it. I just feel so sad now, it never seems to get any easier.” Sally sighed, her shoulders slumping. “I just hate it when he has to go back offshore.”

Jo hugged her, “Come on girl, this is the worst bit, the only way is up.”

Sally sniffled into Jo’s neck, “I know, I know and I’m like this every time. I keep thinking, the next time will be easier, but it never is.”

Jo shook her gently, then took her by the hand, into the kitchen. The red Aga made it a warm cosy room, a good place to chat. There were twinkling copper pans hanging from the stone lintel above the cooker, and aromatic herbs in rows of jars. These said: this is a working kitchen, the lab of a serious cook.

Sally sat down at the table, while Jo finished making the coffee. She loved this room. It really was the heart of Jo’s house. On one of the worktops, sat a freshly baked cake, which added another scent to the atmosphere. Between the coffee, the baking and the herbs, Sally thought it was aromatherapy just being there. “Have you heard anything about your settlement, since I saw you last week?” Sally asked.

Her tall slim friend turned, with the coffee- pot in her hand, and as she poured, said, “Oh yes, it’s all done and dusted now, at last. When you think Duggie died three years ago, and the company admitted liability, how can it be possible to take so long? But it has, and now that’s that. Poor Duggie I love him still, but what a lovely cheque!

Sally squealed, “You might have phoned and let me know before this, this is brilliant news.” She jumped up and hugged Jo. “This calls for a celebration. A big one, for all the hassle you’ve had to cope with”.

Jo hugged her back and spun her round. ” It’s great news isn’t it. Yes, there is a celebration. You’re coming for dinner tonight. We’ll have a party, just the two of us. I’m not cooking for anyone tonight. Although, I could have taken a job on, I didn’t. In fact I’m debating about giving up the catering now. It’s weird really, just as it takes off I don’t need the money. You must see my new toy before you go. I’ve got a new. all singing, all dancing computer for the business!”

Sally asked, “Just how much did you get?”

Jo smiled and said, “That’s my secret, lets just say: no more worries!”

After coffee, they went to the spare room where Jo had set up the new computer. It was a very impressive system, which Jo took great delight in showing off. Sally was quite dazzled with all the bells and whistles it seemed to have.

Sally was laughing at her technophobic friend’s new enthusiasm. “Jo, Jo, this is some set up, it’s miles better than ours. Good grief, ours looks steam driven compared to this. I’m really jealous.”

Jo looked sadly at her, “Yes, but you’ve still got Greg and that’s the difference. When I think of how Duggie’s company behaved, I could spit nails. They whipped that bloody Driller, out of the country so fast his head must still be spinning.”

Jo gave herself a mental shake. “That’s enough of that. It’s all finished with. There was an old lady on the radio today, speaking about life. ‘It’s a book’, she said. You can always look back at what you’ve written. But each new day starts with a blank page. Isn’t that lovely?”

“Yes, that’s a pretty thought. Now, what time tonight, do you want me? And, more to the point, what are we having?”

Jo smiled, and said, “Some of your favourites, erotik film izle dear. The lobster soup, my beef wellington, and of course, the deadly chocolate gateau, with cream sauce! All to be ready for drinks at seven forty five.”

Sally blanched. “Jo, its all right for you. You never put on an ounce, I have to struggle to stay still, and I’ll be struggling a lot harder tomorrow! Oh, what the hell, thanks! In for a penny, in for a pound. I’ll see you later, I have to go and stock the house up again. Greg eats me out of, well you know. Bye for now”.

Jo watched, with a speculative eye, as Sally made the return trip across the street. What a lovely person she is, she thought. Sally’s exercise regime was paying off, Jo could see her bottom was a lot trimmer than it had been. She felt the familiar tingle, as she wondered yet again, if she would play?

Sally pushed her chair back from the table with a groan. “Jo, you’ll be the death of me yet. That was just fantastic, talk about melt in the mouth! Wow!” She picked up her napkin and wiped her lips clean. “I’m totally stuffed. Have some more of this wine.” She leant forward to pick up the bottle only to find it empty. She waved it enquiringly at Jo. “Is that two, we’ve had? Oh well, where’s the port I brought over?”

Jo stretched an arm, to find the port decanter. She stood up, and brought fresh glasses from the dishwasher. She confided, “I hate those silly little thimble glasses for port. You just can’t get the aroma from them. I’m a great believer that port should be in huge glasses. Apart from anything else, as you get wobblier they’re easier to refill!” She poured the dark wine into the goblets, and sat down again. “Now tell me, what upset you so badly last night. You really were in a state this morning, and it wasn’t all to do with Greg going. Was it?” Jo leaned back in her chair and idly twirled her glass as Sally struggled to think.

Sally started, ” We had a bit of a fight last night”. She paused. “He’s been on at me, about us being in a bit of a rut, in bed.” Sally giggled then burst out laughing. Jo looked blank. Sally struggled with herself, “Jo, bed: rut, rutting in bed? Oh well, I thought it was funny. Anyway, what was I trying to say? I suppose it boils down to, wanting to try anal stuff. Since I started at the club, and lost a few pounds, he’s become very interested in my bottom. He’s been, well, touching me there recently, and hinting pretty broadly. Well, let’s just say, that he hurt me a bit last night, and we had a fight. Jo, say something, please. I’m getting embarrassed here. Help me out please?”

Jo’s thoughts had flown to the last night she had shared with Duggie. The one she treasured. The one before he had gone offshore, for that last time. The delicious feeling as he had taken her bottom: the tenderness of it, the loving closeness. She came back to herself with a little shudder. Her nipples were swelling, expressing their interest. “Hmm, yes I see, I think. It’s a bit of a classic this one. He wants, and you don’t, equals fight, plus of course the other essential element, bad timing. You’ve both got three weeks to stew about it all, right? What’s your objection? I mean, we’ve talked about sex before, and you’ve never said anything about having hang-ups. Sally, I’ll tell you a little secret here, strictly between us, okay? I used to love taking Duggie in my behind; it was one of our favourite things.” Jo topped up Sally’s glass and took a draft from her own. “I suspect there’s something else going on here. Something happened to you before, am I right? And I suspect you got hurt. Your face is saying yes, you know. Do you want to tell me about it?”

Sally took another long drink. ” Yes, you’re right. I suppose this might sound silly, but it’s been with me a long time. I had to go to the doctor when I was thirteen, and there was a nurse there. She, well, she examined me, and part of the examination was well, you know. The rubber glove bit. I remember her fingers, great big fat things. I was so frightened. Jo, she hurt me, hurt me a lot, I was bleeding there the next day, and I’ve hated that bit of me being touched ever since. The worst bit was, she knew she was hurting me, she was enjoying it: the bitch. I was feeling so vulnerable, as you do, especially at that age when your body is so private.

Jo walked round to Sally, and cuddled her. “Oh Sally, what an awful thing to happen. What a shame.” She stroked Sally’s face feeling the tears running, from the miserable memories. “Sally! Come and see me again tomorrow, in the afternoon, yes? I can help you with this, honestly I can. Say yes, dearest say yes?”

Sally sniffled and blew her nose. The port was making her emotions very fragile. “What have you got in mind, Jo? Therapy?”

Jo smiled at her upturned face. “Just come and see me tomorrow, now I think it’s time for bed. Come on, off you go. As Sally stood up, she tottered: Jo caught her deftly. Hmm, not really fit to go are you? Right, my girl. It’s the spare room film izle for you tonight. Is your place secure? It is, okay then; you’re staying here! Come on up the stairs. Here’s the bathroom. I’ll see you in the morning. As Jo went back down the stairs, to switch things off, she heard the sounds of Sally losing the port. Well, well, she won’t have as many calories to worry about after all! She grinned at the thought.

The next morning, when Sally woke up, her head felt surprisingly good. From Jo’s computer room, came the sound of a keyboard being expertly used. After showering, she made a fresh pot of coffee. Carefully balancing the tray, she went up to the computer room. As she entered, there was a mouse click and a triumphant “Ah ha!” As she handed Jo the mug of coffee, the printer started spewing out paper.

Jo swung round in her deluxe swivel chair and surveyed her. “Hmm, looking better than I expected, thanks for this.” She waved the mug at her. “I was ready for one.” She grinned at Sally. “Do you remember what we were talking about last night.”

Sally blushed. “Yes, and I want.” She stopped as Jo held up a hand. “What Jo?”

Jo smiled at her. “If this is the: it was just the drink talking speech, then forget it. One of the many things, you don’t know about me, is that I used to be a nurse myself. Oh, a few years ago now, but one of the essential nursing skills is, oh, never mind that now. Right, are you fit enough to do some reading? She handed Sally the sheaf of paper the printer had produced. “Have a look at that lot, I’m off to start lunch.”

Sally found herself looking at a technical treatise, entitled: “The Anus. What every Nurse should know.” When she looked at the clock on the wall, she was surprised to see a good hour had passed. Not only that, but there were enticing smells wafting up the stairs from the kitchen. There was a lot in the paper she didn’t understand. Some of the language was very technical, but the gist was clear enough. As for the illustrations, well! She had never thought, that kind of dilation was possible! She stood, stretched, and went to the bathroom for a pee. When she returned to the computer room, she spotted a book partly hidden by the monitor. Always curious as a cat, she investigated. An hour of reading later she was aroused and amazed. Jo liked reading about spanking games. Well, well.

Jo was standing in a cloud of steam at the sink, as she drained water from a pan. She turned, as Sally entered with her sheaf of paper. “Well, what do you think of that little lot? Opened your eyes has it?”

Sally blushed again. This was so personal. “Yes, it certainly has, Jo. I really had no idea about this. But surely, it’s all done under general anaesthetic”?

Jo grinned at her. “Most, yes, but, you’d be amazed at what I’ve had to put up bottoms, before now! Some very willing ones at that”! She smiled at the memories. “If you want, I can show you a thing or two, after lunch”?

Once the washing up was done, Jo took Sally to her bedroom. She went to a drawer, and beckoned Sally closer. “I want you to promise that this is to be just between us, okay.” Sally nodded. Jo pulled the drawer open, and nestling inside, was a set of objects Sally had never seen in real life. “Now, these are what Duggie and I used to relax me before we had sex that way. I am only showing you them to give you the idea. If you decide to go this route, then you’ll have to get your own. Now, what I’m proposing here is, that we try to overcome this little problem together. Do you want to try”? As Sally hesitated, Jo reached out and cuddled her. “I’ll be so gentle with you, please try at least.” Sally mutely slid her arms around Jo, and cuddled her in return. Jo’s hands slid down to Sally’s bottom and rubbed her cheeks. “Now remember this is no big deal, just take off your skirt and panties, while I go to the bathroom for some things.”

Sally took off her skirt and sat on the bed. This is just weird, she thought, yet I’m feeling so randy. She’s going to touch me there; oh what have I got into. She was just starting to put on her skirt again when Jo returned.

“Now Sally, what are you doing. Cold feet, is it?” Before Sally could say anything, Jo had taken the skirt off her. With an authority in her voice, Sally had never heard before, she said, “Come on, knickers off, and on to the bed, on your back please”. Sally lay back on the bed, but with her white cotton panties still on. Jo took a step forward and with one hand lifted Sally’s legs and with the other pulled her panties down and off. “Now, lets not have any more modesty from you. I’ve seen it all before, and more. Now scoot forward, and part your legs for me, I have to see what I’m doing.”

Sally felt completely astonished; here she was on show to her best friend. Jo slid a disposable glove on to her right hand, and from the dresser took a pot of ointment. She applied the thick looking substance, to the first two fingers. “Now then, lets see if I can make this fun.” Roll over, if seks filmi izle you don’t want to show me too much.” Sally promptly rolled on her side. All right Miss Modesty, here we are.” Jo lifted Sally’s right cheek, to expose her neat pink anus. She lent forward and blew on it gently. Sally near leapt out of her skin. Jo began to laugh. “Sally, you’re just so uptight, it’s almost funny”. Sobering, she added. “But, it’s not is it, not funny at all.” Using a gentle circular motion she spread the thick baby? around Sally’s anus.” How does that feel, apart from greasy?”

Sally replied warily, “That actually feels, almost nice.” One fingertip pressed into her hole slightly, and Sally stiffened. “Hey! Oh!” As it slipped out again. Round and round it went, only to ease in a little, to stay. Sally pushed reflexively, and to her surprise, the finger eased in a touch more. “Oh! Wait. I think that’s okay, let me alone a minute please.” Jo paused, hoping to continue. She felt a stir in her groin. Sally’s bottom was a beauty: with tight rounded flesh, and the prettiest pink back door. No wonder Greg felt tempted.

Jo wiggled her finger slightly and teasingly asked. “Is madams’ preference for in or out?”

Sally giggled uncertainly, “Can I try more ‘in’ please. Oh! Oh easy. Oh, that’s deeper this time. Oh, that’s actually good”!

Jo had gone for gold, in the gentlest way, and now had her finger almost all the way in. Time for the next manoeuvre. “Sally, I’m going to take my finger out, then I want you to roll on to your back, as I want you to try something. Okay?”

Suspiciously, Sally turned on to her back. “What exactly have you in mind here?”

Jo smiled down at the frowning face. ” Some more of the same, so open your legs please. Sally uncertainly parted her thighs, revealing to Jo, the prettiest pussy, presented to her admiring eyes. Jo sat on the bed, beside Sally, and reached under her. Her finger found Sally’s bottom entrance again, and paused. “Now, push out a little for me.” She felt Sally’s muscles open her anus a little. “That’s fine, now I’m going to put my finger in.” As she spoke, her finger deftly entered to its full length. Her thumb found Sally’s vagina, and teased there. Sally stiffened, then relaxed slightly. “Right, what I’m going to do, is to let you feel how nice it is, when your bottom and pussy are touched at the same time. Now another thing, you feel me press here. Yes?”

Sally felt a steady pressure, on her upper rectal wall that became a rubbing motion. “Yes, I feel that, rather nice actually.”

Jo grinned at her, “If you do that to a man just there, you get blast off!”

Sally stared at her. “You’re saying he’ll come, with just that? I don’t believe you; you’re having me on now”.

Jo rubbed inside her again with a firm circular movement. “If it’s done like this, on the little gland they have, the prostate gland, then honestly yes. Some can’t stand it at all, but a lot of men love to have their prostate rubbed. Their cocks drool with the stimulation, absolutely run with pre cum. Trust me, I’ve often seen it happen. I used to love collecting semen samples. What a feeling of power, to have a hulking man quivering and coming, because my finger was up his bottom doing this.”

Sally could now feel Jo’s other hand rubbing her vulva. She was getting really hot now. The sensation of the thumb in her vagina, the finger deep in her arse and now her clit getting the treatment, was suddenly all too much. With the picture in her mind, that Jo had just conjured up, she came with a little yelp and shudder. Jo gently removed her fingers, and then the glove from her hand. She cuddled Sally tight until her breathing slowed.

“How was that,” Jo asked. “Did I make you feel good? Did you have a lovely come?

You’re nice and relaxed now; do you want to try something else? ” She murmured into the hair at Sally’s neck, “I’ve just had a really wicked idea. Why not tell Greg, if he wants your bottom, he must oblige you with his!”

Sally shifted on the bed to look at Jo. “Now, that’s an idea and a half, but how can I? ” She trailed off embarrassed. “Now Jo, this is getting a little out of hand. If you think for one minute that I’m going to be able to get Greg to do that, well, it’s laughable.”

Jo winked at her. “You might be surprised at what men like. I’ll tell you more later, okay.”

Jo got up and went to the drawer. She selected the smaller of the probes, she had shown Sally earlier, and in front of Sally’s fascinated eyes, greased it with a deft sliding motion. She sat back down beside Sally and got her to turn on her side. I think you’ll enjoy this now. She centred the probe on Sally’s bottom hole, and began to push and twist it in. “Sally, push out for me, like you did for my finger”. Sally strained a little, gasping as she felt the bulge enter her. Jo left the probe in for a moment, then began to slowly slide it in and out. The bulge was now exercising Sally’s bottom in a most delightful way. Jo watched carefully, as Sally relaxed into the motion; her bottom moving with the action. Jo removed the little probe, and patted Sally’s bottom. I think that’s enough for a first time. How about a shower, seeing as how I’ve made you all greasy?

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My eleventh grade English teacher was a short, full figured woman of 23 in her first year as a full fledged teacher. She had a classic hour glass figure, huge tits and a very full butt with wider than average hips. She was not the type that I was attracted to. I liked ’em tall, lean and hard. Interestingly, her waist was tiny.

Martha was not beautiful, but she had a sexy, flirting smile that hinted at nasty. I was a straight ‘A’ student and she took an early interest in me and me college pursuits. I never had any thoughts about fucking her. She was a teacher, she wasn’t my type, and I certainly never felt that an opportunity would present itself.

At the end of the school year, just following my eighteenth birthday, my folks invited her to spend the weekend at our farm. My dad taught at the same HS and knew her from school. Her apartment lease was up; she was taking a summer job somewhere else and needed a place to stay for a few days.

My dad was working on his Doctorate and was gone that weekend. He was putting the final touches on his dissertation and was locked in a library at the University a couple of hours away. Martha took over the upstairs guest bedroom, sharing a bathroom with me. It was an odd arrangement; I actually had to go through her room at the top of the stairs to get to the bathroom. My parents slept downstairs.

As was the custom, I would give her a tour of the three hundred acre farm, to include the barns and other out buildings. I suggested that we could take a long hike the next morning to see the entire spread, which had numerous creeks and streams and pristine old growth forests. Having grown up in the city, she had never been in a barn, or visited a working farm.

She was very friendly. She told me to call her Martha. She grabbed me more often than needed as she climbed around in the barn. We actually laid down in the hay, face to face, very close and she asked me increasingly intimate questions about girls, dating and my sex life. She had that womanly smell that all teen boys find intoxicating. I think we were about to kiss when my mother yelled that dinner was ready. At that point, I felt confident that, before the weekend was over, we were going to fuck. I just wasn’t sure where or when.

Dad was going to leave very early the next morning. They all had a little too much to drink. Mom and dad turned in early, I now realize, to do some serious fucking of there own. I also knew that once they were done, they were very sound sleepers. Their bedroom was in a one story section way at the other end of the rambling old farm house, not under the upstairs bedrooms. It was an old, solidly built house and noise didn’t really travel. Since the upstairs bedroom was exposed, there was no chance that mom or dad would bound up the stairs, out of respect for their house guest’s privacy.

I had no idea what to expect. Martha and I sat at the dining room table and chatted for another 30 minutes or so before moving upstairs. I didn’t drink, and she had imbibed less than my folks obviously had. She went ahead of me, giving me an excellent view of that full ass. She had more than a little wiggle in that ass, and I got a boner.

Martha had a little unpacking to do and offered me the bathroom first. I jerked off as my fantasy of nailing this full figured young woman got the better of me. I came out of the bathroom in boxers, lean and muscular with a healthy tan and the remnants of a hard on. She checked me out from head to toe and commented on how fit I looked. She took over the bathroom. I went into my bedroom and closed the door—but didn’t lock it.

A while later she lightly tapped on my bedroom door; without waiting for a response, she ‘invited’ herself in. She was wearing a thin cotton night shirt. Amazingly, even without her bra, her huge breasts were standing firm and upright with not a hint of sag. That would change with age. Her ass and pussy were hardly covered by equally flimsy, ‘boy shorts’, and I could clearly see her dark muff through the fabric. She turned around and bent over to look at something on my bookshelf, giving me a delightful view of that, again, surprisingly firm posterior. I could just see the wisp of cunt hair as she slightly spread her sturdy young legs.

“Are you tired?” She asked. “I’m not, so if you’re not, I thought we could finish our discussion from earlier—in the barn.”

Without waiting for a reply she very casually sat on the edge of my bed and then rolled on her side, replicating the same position we had been in the barn.

“You’re a really good looking young man.” She observed. “I bet you drive those little high school girls crazy.”

We could have continued with the flirtation. She could have asked increasingly more suggestive questions, and I could have playfully dodged them. My dick was getting hard, and in my boxers, she couldn’t–—didn’t—miss it. I guess she thought she was going to seduce me, having erotik film izle no idea that I had been sexually active with a variety of girls and women for some time.

I was sizing up her mouth. It was small, but sexy. Did she suck cock? Did she do it well? Could she take my slightly fatter and longer than average one in that sexy little mouth? Was she on the pill? Would she take the high hard one up the butt? Was she just looking to make out with the cute HS kid or get fucked? So many questions needed to be answered.

By this time our lips were less than six inches apart and I thought, what the fuck. I reached up, softly caressed her cheek, ran my fingers through her hair and closed the distance. We exchanged a wet warm probing kiss. Her hand dropped to my boxers and she began to stroke my cock through the fabric, moaning appreciatively as she confirmed its length, girth and hardness.

Taking the initiative, I raised up off the bed and just took off the boxers, surprising her momentarily with my boldness. She slowly and carefully began stroking my boner. She sat up and removed the night shirt. I’ve never been that excited about big titted women, but hers were inspiring.

Following normal male instinct, I buried my face in those massive mammary glands and began licking the cleft and softly stroking her nipples. She responded immediately. Unlike many women, she loved having her tits played with and, having some experience in that department, I had perfected the right touch.

She cupped my balls with her hand and hinting at what might follow, softly rimmed my pucker with her middle finger. My other hand crept down to her pubes and I firmly stroked her hairy little bush through her shorts. As if on cue, she raised that big, beautiful ass of hers off the bed and I skinned the shorts down her legs.

At that point in my life, I thought there was nothing as erotic as doing a 69. Later I learned that it’s hard for either person to really enjoy the oral exploration of the other when you’re both lapping each others crotch. In any event, I reversed direction, pulled her on top of me in a kneeling position and proceeded to give her surprisingly tiny little pussy my best oral efforts.

I’d been eating pussy for a while. I’d eaten several older women, and they had helped perfect my technique. Not only was I damned good at it, I absolutely loved sucking twat. She figured out pretty quickly that I was not a virgin, at least as far as licking her cunt was concerned.

With no further prompting she began to suck the head of my cock into her mouth and continued to probe my anal opening with a well lubed finger. I stroked her love button with my thumb, lapped her labia and slowly tongue fucked her little twat while inserting my own well lubed finger in her brown eye. She not only didn’t flinch, she moaned appreciatively.

It was no surprise, since I had jacked off only minutes earlier, that she was likely to be the one to get off first. As I quickened my oral pace on her pussy and finger fucked her butt to the second knuckle, she simply held the head of my cock in her mouth and her finger in my butt and went along for the ride.

As she came, she grabbed the edge of a pillow and shoved it in her mouth to keep from waking the dead—or my parents— with an over exuberant reaction to cumming. As was my custom, I continued to eat her out and she came a second time, less forcefully than the first. After the second orgasm, still kneeling over me, she began to suck me off in earnest.

She ticked my balls, continued her anal finger assault and with surprising skill, took my load in her mouth, swallowing much of it but letting some drip out of the side of her mouth. She lovingly slurped up every spilled drop, and then rolled over on her side with a shit eating, or more accurately, cock eating grin. Loving the taste of my own jiz in the mouth or on the face of a woman who has just blown me, I softly licked the spillage off her lips and probed her mouth with my tongue.

She spoke, almost in a daze. “I was planning to seduce you. You’re such a, ‘nice kid’ at school that I was sure you were a virgin. We’ll find out how you fuck, but if the way you eat pussy is any indication, this will be a very satisfying weekend for both of us. You weren’t tentative about all of this at all—hell you were damned bold! You knew we were going to do this, didn’t you, you little faker! You didn’t learn to go down on a woman like that with HS girls in the back seat of your dad’s LTD, did you? Tell your English teacher all about it.”

Now, in today’s world, much of my sexual history might well land some helpful older woman in legal trouble. Without getting into details, I had a relatively advanced sexual education for an eighteen year old. A woman in her 30s, whose husband was working overseas, had given me a graduate education in eating pussy and controlling my need to shoot my load. She was the film izle best, but not the only one.I gave Martha a brief overview.

Without thinking, my hand had dropped back down to her cunt and I began softly stroking it as we talked. At that age, my dick was hard in no time, as she discovered when she let her hand find its way to my crotch. I wanted to fuck her from behind with a full view of that full ass. She indicated that she actually preferred doggie style, head down butt in the air.

I fucked her hard, deep and long, longer, I later learned than she had ever been fucked. Her pussy was surprisingly tight and my cock was fatter than she had experienced, so it was an agonizingly fantastic fuck for both of us. She was not on the pill, but had inserted her diaphragm during her earlier bathroom stop—anticipating that she might need it to block my fertile little swimmers.

As I sensed that we were both getting fatigued, I shot my load deep in her pussy. She had already cum, so I felt no compunction to keep fucking her, even though her cunt was delightfully tight, hot and wet. I pulled my cock out of her steaming twat and cleaned her pussy softly with my tongue. She rolled over and turned around and cleaned the last remains of her cunt juice from my deflating dick.

We fell asleep, awaking twice during the night, once for a straight on, almost romantic, face to face fuck; as dawn approached, another round of oral adventure. As the sun came up, she slipped into the bathroom to remove the diaphragm and returned to her own bed for some much needed rest.

I got up early to see dad off. Mom had a lot of paper work to do in her job as a local magistrate. I let Martha sleep until 8:00, awakening her with coffee and breakfast in bed. I kissed her and boldly rubbed my hand over her still naked pussy.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” She coyly inquired.

A hike, a tour of the farm, up through the woods and along the two streams that intersect the property. We’ll be gone for quite a while and will need to pack lunch and drinks.” I replied with mock seriousness. “Accompanied by, I hope further, exploration of each others bodies.”

“I need to ask you a sensitive question.” She softly intoned, taking on her own serious attitude. “I’ve got great hiking shoes, I’ve hiked in the mountains before, but the problem of, ah, contraception is an issue. I can’t hike comfortably with a diaphragm shoved up my cunt, I don’t take the pill because of weight gain, and I hate rubbers. From our chat last night, I sort of guessed that you wouldn’t be too grossed out if you had to make do and fuck my exquisite not so little ass instead of my pussy?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” I replied. “On the other hand, I had every intention of fucking your poop chute at my earliest convenience.” We both laughed.

I slapped her ass and said. “Eat your breakfast and get ready. The day is wasting away.”

We climbed to the top of the small mountain that defined our farm. Moving along the creek, we came to a clearing in the forest at which the creek turned sharply and had created a natural swimming hole. It was completely hidden from view and no one could have snuck up on us without making a lot of noise. The opening in the trees made the area sunny but surrounded by deep, dense woodlands. My dad and I had built a little platform to sit on and I had hauled some spring hay up to mulch around the edges. The platform had a small lean to at one end in case it rained. I had fucked here before.

I had brought lube in my back pack, both K-Y and Petrolatum Jelly, which was not my first choice, but the only choice for underwater butt fucking, which is what I had in mind.

The water was cold, but the air warm. I started to strip and told her to do the same so we could take a swim. She didn’t even bat an eyelash. We climbed in to the crystal clear water, splashing each other playfully as we quickly graduated to exploring each others bodies, finally sitting on the edge of the ‘dock’, drying off in the warm sun.

I spoke first. “Martha, in my ‘extensive’ experience, I’ve discovered three types of women. Those that won’t let you near their dirty hole, those that take it up the ass, but don’t enjoy it and finally, my favorite type, anal ATM freaks who love it in the ass any time, night or day. You already told me I was going to get a shot at your butt, so which of the latter two are you?” I seriously inquired.

“Let me show you.” She lasciviously replied. “Get on your knees.”

And as I complied, she quickly followed suit, rimming my anal crinkle and fucking my dirty hole with her tongue.

“Does that answer your question?” She inquired with that same, ‘fuck me’ smile. “I love it up the ass. No birth control to worry about, the sense of fullness, the feeling of being, ‘taken’, the taboo nastiness, even the little bit of pain. I get off on it. I can cum with a hard dick up my butt and just seks filmi izle wish more guys were better at it, or not grossed out by it. Are we going to swim, or ass fuck?”

“Both.” I responded. “Turn around and present that fine ass of yours, I’ve some prep work to do.”

I grabbed my pack. “I’ve got K-Y, which I prefer, but also Vaseline, which I don’t like as much, but it has one clear advantage, its virtually water proof. Have you ever been butt fucked underwater?” And with that I took a large glob of the jelly and began pushing it into her rectum.

She responded immediately by pushing her hips back and fucking my fingers with her anal canal.

“My turn.” She said, grabbing a handful of the greasy stuff and coating my dick liberally.

We slid back into the water and moved to the other edge of the small swimming hole where the water was a little less than tit deep. She turned around and rested her arms on the smooth rocks which lined the bank. I fondled her tits from behind and kissed her neck.

“Ease that bad boy in my dirty little hole. I haven’t done this in far too long and with your size, it’ll take a couple of minutes.” She requested.

I interrupted her instructions to, ‘go slow’ by quickly inserting just the head of my bone hard young cock past her anal ring.

“Oh, that’s nice, hold it there for a sec.” She exclaimed as she slowly began to work her butt in small circles, slowly inching my cock into her rectum.

After a couple of minutes, she slowly pushed her full ass in my direction, impaling herself on my rock hard member.

“I think I feel the tickly of pubic hair on my ass, so I think—I sure hope—that’s all of it. I’m pretty sure no man has ever been this close to my colon before. Let me do the work for a while, just stand there and let me fuck your cock.” She quietly intoned.

Thank God for the greasy stuff, lubrication did not become an issue, but the jelly makes ass fucking a little less sensitive than water soluble lube. But, as long as it’s neither dry not full of shit, there just isn’t any such thing as a bad butt fuck with a willing, attractive and anally experienced young woman.

We started slowly and she transferred the lead to me. She diddled her clit and rotated that full ass like a professional. The cold water slowed my response and as time went on, she showed no signs of wanting me to, ‘get it over with.’

I started to increase my pace, now taking her tender little hole with full strokes. More than once I pulled out of her completely as I attempted to put off the inevitable. She moaned with disappointment when my cock would leave her anal cavity, but cooed like a dove when I shoved it back in. She got nasty.

“I’m your anal bitch, fuck that ass and fuck it hard.” She ordered.

Her fingers increased their pace on her little twat and I felt her anal canal contract around my dick as she came, thrusting her body back against me, almost hard enough to knock me over. As I continued to stroke her shitter, she continued to cum in a small series of little orgasms.

“Bang it, baby. Fuck that ass like you mean it. Make me scream. Fuck that tight little shitter! I want your cum in my ass, deep and long. Make it burn. Make me take your cock in my special hole.” She was almost screaming.

And, as she reached down to tickly my balls I unloaded in her ass with a howl at the completion of a totally nasty, but completely satisfying, butt fuck.

I fucked those massive tits a couple of hours later at another stopping point, one out in the open, but a mile away from any potentials viewers—unless they were looking through spy glasses. I shot cum all over her face, but much of it went directly into her little mouth.

The rest of the weekend continued in form. I was young and horny and she was young, horny and hadn’t gotten any for much of the school year. We fucked in the barn, we fucked in the big creek a few hundred yards from our house and we fucked in her bed and mine. We snuck out and fucked in the middle of the lawn in the moon light, doggie style, as I slapped that fine, firm, full butt in perfect rhythm with my frenzied thrusts.

I fucked her ass up against a fence behind the barn, pulling up my pants and pulling down her skirt over her pantyless ass seconds before my mom walked out to join us, hoping that dear old mom wouldn’t notice the wet spot on my jeans or the cum running down Martha’s legs as it slowly seeped from her gaping ass hole.

Sunday, before she left, as I was, ‘helping her pack’, both sore from, dare I say it, too much fucking, she expertly jerked me off and I gave her pretty little pussy one last oral expedition.

She didn’t come back to my high school the following year. I was told she had taken a job closer to home. Since she was in line to teach the honors English class I would be taking, it might have been awkward. I never saw her again. She never tried to contact me, and I really didn’t know where she was living. All of which is, in hindsight, for the best; it was just fucking, and by today’s standard, might have been illegal fucking. She was 23 and I was 18; she was my English teacher.

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Ricky’s First Anal Encounter

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Mari had been dating Rick for about six weeks and could only get him to have “normal” sex. She had hinted to him that she liked to experiment and he told her that he liked things just the way they were. He seemed to blush a lot whenever she brought up the subject of sex.

Mari would not give up. Rick was such a stud and had the biggest cock she had ever ridden. She wanted to experience that cock in more than just her pussy, which was the only place he would put it.

One evening, Mari prepared margaritas and made sure Rick’s glass was never empty. When he was feeling no pain, Mari snuggled up next to him and in a soft voice, asked him, “Ricky, can we watch a dirty movie?” Rick, loosened up with tequila, quickly agreed. Mari hopped up and put in the dirtiest anal sex video she could find. Mari snuggled back next to him and asked, “Ricky, would you slip your hands in my panties while we watch the movie?” Rick looked erotik film izle at Mari, puzzled. “Mari, what would you want me to do with my hands while they are in your panties?” Mari giggled, “You’re such a choirboy, Ricky. I think you’ll find your hands will know just what to do.”

It didn’t take long for Rick to make it obvious that he was enjoying the movie. His cock was straining inside of his pants, waiting to be released. His hands did indeed find something to do in Mari’s pants. “Do you like this movie, Ricky?” Mari asked in a teasing manner. “Would you like to re-enact this movie with me?” Ricky looked at Mari and shyly replied while his hands continued their massage of Mari’s pussy, “Mari, I’ve never done any of that dirty stuff. I wouldn’t know where to begin.” Ricky’s whole hand massage gave way to fingers darting in and out of Mari’s pussy. “I, I, I think it would be too naughty,” he whispered.

Mari film izle jumped up off the couch, she could see she had her work cut out for her. She turned the video off and turned the stereo on. She played a CD with seductive music on it and turned around looking directly at Rick. “Rick, I’m gonna make you want to make me do everything you just saw in that video.”

Mari began dancing seductively in front of Rick, shaking her tight ass in his face. Mari was wearing a loose miniskirt and her ass teasingly peeked at Rick with each bump and grind. Still, Rick was not initiating anything. Mari gasped and ran to the closet where she pulled out a set of cheerleader pom poms.

Okay Ricky, we’ve got to get this game going. Mary slipped out of her skirt and top. She had been braless and so now stood in front of Rick totally nude. She began a seductive cheerleading routine. With her pom poms shaking, Mari began seks filmi izle chanting and bouncing, “Go Ricky, Go Ricky…I want to feel you hard stiff dicky, Go Ricky Go Ricky. In my mouth, In my ass, Do it…do it…Fuck my ass…Go Ricky Go Ricky.”

Rick let out a loud hollar, “Mari, you nasty girl…get down on your hands and knees just like in the movie.” Rick quickly unzipped his pants and was soon nude as well. Mari was down on her hands and knees obediently. “What do you want to do to me, Ricky?” Mari asked. “I want to…oh my God,…I can’t believe I’m saying this…I want to fuck your ass.” Rick said as he mounted Mari. “Don’t be gentle, baby…I can take whatever you want to give me.” Mari reassured Rick.

Rick pumped Mari’s ass repeatedly until he could no longer hold back. He shot his load deep inside of her and then collapsed in a heap.

In the morning, Rick thought he had had a very, very nasty dream. “Mari, I had a dream about you last night…I think I would like to try experimenting, like you suggested, but first I want to tell you all about it.”

Mari smiled, she knew things would be way more interesting now.

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