Cute Asian Teen Who Works At Subway

I asked out a cute 19-year-old Asian girl from Subway who is out of my league but she surprisingly said yes. We saw a movie then walked around the mall and had some coffee and a pastry. Turns out she only lives about 6 blocks from me so I dropped my car off then I walked her home in the dark as the night was cool but nice.

It was arranged she would come over to my place Wednesday night and after some video games, netflix and some softcore porn she was getting frisky. She said she had only had sex twice before and was interested in messing around but not fucking. I was totally down with that.

She had cute perky B-cup boobs with long, very erect nips which I enjoyed sucking while she rubbed my dick through my jeans. I started moving down her body and she liked when I licked her belly button and kissed her right above her waistline.

I undid the button and zipper on her skinny jeans and pulled them down to reveal super cute blue and pink thong panties with a little white and black checkered bow positioned about at her clit. I could smell her through her panties and it was incredible. I kissed her plump mound for about a minute before she told me to take them off and kiss her.

She had a neatly trimmed triangle of hair above her clit and very thick inner pussy lips. The site and sweet scent of her wet meaty teen pussy had my dick literally throbbing. I pulled her jeans and panties all the way off, admiring her beautiful pedicure and cute little feet.

She asked if I wanted to eat her pussy. I almost laughed out loud at the way she pronounced it: "poo-see"

I kissed and licked up and down her tasty lips and had no trouble finding her very erect clit which was sticking out from under her meaty hood. Her lips were creamy and flavorful. As she adjusted a little, I noticed her anus. It was big and brown and looked very exotic. I told her she has a juicy little ass and that I wanted to taste it.

I'm not sure she knew exactly what I meant because she shivered and moaned when I touched her pucker with my wet tongue and nose. I pulled her closer and really starting lapping her. She tasted so sexy. I licked, kissed, sucked and grinded my nose on her tight beautiful butthole for about five minutes and she was loving it!

"You love it so much there!" she kept saying and moaning.

I returned my attention to her sweet big clit and after only about 30 seconds of flicking it with my tongue she was spasming in my face and her pussy was creaming down all over her butthole. She asked me for a towel to clean up.

After getting my pants and boxers off and laying on my bed, It took her like two minutes to finish me off with a handjob and blowjob. I wanted to cum on her thick little ass but I didn't get the chance. She used the towel to clean up the cum on my shaft and groin. I played with her toes and sucked her tits a bit.

She asked if I wanted to walk her home because she doesn't like walking that far in the dark, but I drove her home instead because it was raining a little.

Her name is Mydee. I will see her again Saturday night when her shift ends.

So, we go out to dinner. Nothing too exciting, but we do pick up her birthday present, a Bluetooth mouse for her tablet. She gave me mine yesterday, a paid trip to a local gaming convention, hotel and everything included. Also, one book of my choice, since when she went to go look, the ones I wanted were sold out.

Anyway, when we get back, as soon as the door is closed she’s stripping, like a good little Slut. She then gets up on the bed on all fours, presenting her ass for her spanking. New rule implemented starting this weekend, and one she loves. So, I take care of a couple things while she’s waiting, and then get onto the bed behind her and start administering her spanking, light slaps, nothing hard, but they do come fairly fast. It takes a couple minutes before her ass is red, but it does happen. As I’m doing this, I look over and see her hairbrush nearby. I reach over and grab it and slide it into her wet cunt (you can smell it, from her excitement about being spanked) and resume my spanking. She moans like a good little Slut.

I give her a few more spankings, then reach down and start manipulating the brush in her cunt, sliding it in and out, turning it, wiggling it side to side and up and down, just driving her crazy. Soon she’s begging to cum. I let her, with her countdown starting at 15. As she’s counting down, my hands are wiggling that brush side to side, and you can see her jiggling, and hear the trouble she’s already having with numbers.  My hand needs a couple seconds break, and she rushes through as many numbers as she can. Probably wouldn’t have made it if I didn’t need a break. Seems those hours of popping a counter 3 times a second helped out. ;)

After she cums I have her roll over onto her back, leaving the brush inside. She spreads her legs for me, and I continue with fucking her cunt. I keep up the same things, eliciting a different feel due to the position change. Pretty soon she’s asking to cum again, and without hesitation I tell her to go. She has a good orgasm. As she’s coming down off of it, I slide her brush out and tell her to clean it. The little hole in the handle is filled with her goo, nice, white, and creamy. She opens her mouth and in it goes. I leave her there as I go to the toy drawer, thinking about what I want to use.

I come back and first cuff her hands, and then secure them above her head (while putting on the cuffs, some of the cold metal touches her skin, and she gives a little shiver. Delicious to watch). Next comes the blindfold. I make sure it’s in place correctly, and then go to get the rest. I put a couple more cuffs around her ankles, and then tie a couple of short ropes around the runners on the top of the bed. Next I snag her little red vibrator, turning it on and slide it into her still wet hole. She moans in satisfaction as two of her three holes are now filled. I then thread the rope through the rings on her ankle cuffs, and secure them in place, pulling her legs up and out. With both like that, her cunt is nice and exposed.

I point this out to her just as the little leather strands from her flogger find her cunt and clit. The reaction is sublime, as she tries to shy away, but with her legs as they are, she isn’t very effective. I’m using the small end, which is thinner and has more strands, and faster. She squirms as I continue the assault, the vibrator going about half speed. I continue this for a couple minutes, varying the tempo and placement of the strikes to keep her guessing.

As I ease up with the flogger I reach down and start work with that vibrator, which has her going all over again in no time, begging to cum. Tonight I’m in an obliging mood. She only has to count down from five this time. With a vibrator in her cunt and a brush in her mouth. It takes longer than normal, but she holds out until she’s allowed to cum, and then watching that back arch and that body spasm is great. I smile to myself as I catch it on video.

I toy with her feet a bit, watching her jump away from my hands as they slide along the soles, unable to go too far, being held in place by the ropes. Then, I turn her vibrator off (it shouldn’t be on for more than 15 minutes, and it’s been about that long since I broke it out) and pull it our of her, with an audible pop. Reaching up, I remove her brush, which she gladly relinquishes, leaving her mouth open, her tongue seeking for what’s coming next. The vibe goes in, and her mouth closes around it hungrily, tongue already working on licking those juices off. Not wanting to leave the brush alone, I pop it against her clit a couple times, getting a good jump from her, and then slide the handle back inside of her.

I look up and see her toybox sitting open, and notice the nipple suction cups we’ve hardly used since buying. I grab them and apply to first one nipple, and then the other, and her voice goes up an octave. The little Slut likes this. Then it’s back to fucking her with her brush, which she actively participates in, fucking it back like a bitch in heat. I pull out all the way out a couple times, and once it slaps against the coverlet, leaving a gooey mess. Guess I’ll have to wash the bedding after this. Oh well, worth it, I think. It doesn’t take long before she’s begging to cum again, this time on video, unbeknownst to her. I let her, and give her a few seconds to recover before I tell her to cum again. She spasms even harder than the previous one as the orgasm racks her body. Such an obedient little Slut. I do love her trick of being able to cum on command. For fun I have her do it a third time, and that one must have been pretty intense for her, and she writhes around on the bed, lifting her ass into the air and pulling those legs every which way. I had to make sure the ropes were holding and the knots weren’t slipping, but everything was fine. She didn’t pull the bed down around our ears, not for lack of trying though.

I ease her brush out one more time, and it goes into her mouth, her vibrator being set off to the side. She’s recovering, but I can’t just leave her there, can I? I reach down, two fingers parting her folds while a third finds her clit. She goes wild as soon as I do, and within a minute is ready for another go. She starts at 10, as told, and does have some trouble getting there. She manages, and cums, legs clasping around my hand as much as they can. It’s a nice long orgasm. Must have enjoyed that one. :)

She is spent, so it’s time to get her released. The ropes and cuffs come off, the nipple cups go back into their box, and the brush and vibe are set off to the side for cleaning (she’ll take care of that and put away the ropes when she’s recovered enough). I get her a glass of water, which she accepts, before going back and just laying there for the next five minutes, unable to really think or move. I cuddle a bit, and she rolls onto her side, molding against me.

While we lay there, I lightly stroke her side and squeeze her shoulder. She’s still horny, the little Slut. You can hear it in her moans and see it in her movements. Yes, well trained. As soon as I tell her to get a hand busy on her cunt it‘s there, working that pussy. I concentrate on her shoulder, one of her weak spots, and let my other hand idly play with her nipples as she undulates against her hand. The action on her shoulder is what really gets her going, the nipple play is just a bonus. As I increase the pressure, she is asking to cum. I let her, and it’s a nice and easy one, she’s had time to cool down.

I stroke up and down her exposed side as her hand continues it’s ministrations (she hasn’t been told she can stop yet). I then stroke lower, over her ass and then into her wet pussy from behind. She moans louder as I begin to lightly pump in and out of her, every few strokes taking time to just rub up and down on those lips of hers. It’s constant attention, though, and with her hand still going she doesn’t last long. She cums, hard, with me inside her. I do love her doing as she’s told.

Then, to end the session like it began, I slide out and land a slap to that ass. The sounds she lets out is exquisite, and I continue, the slaps becoming harder and faster, but only on the one cheek that is not covered by me. She doesn’t seem to notice that only one side is getting the attention, or doesn’t care. She’s bucking against her hand in no time. And her request for permission to cum takes her 30 seconds to say, the words won’t come to her pleasure addled brain. I love that, too. Can’t even concentrate enough to say “Sir, may I cum?” She doesn’t get to cum until she’s finished her words. It’s difficult for her, but she perseveres and lets out one final orgasm for the night, before collapsing, as I tell her she can stop.

We cuddle for a few more minutes. As I get up to leave, I lean down and kiss her ear, whispering “Happy Birthday”. I’ll take the grunt that elicits from her to mean “Very happy indeed”. After I leave, it’s another 20 minutes before she can get up and move again without falling down. She does clean her toys and tries to put away the ropes. But she can’t remember how to wrap them just yet, so I show her one, and she does the other. Brain foggy and all that.

Anyway, that’s how our night went. Hope you enjoyed. :)

"Claim me,"
she whispers in a plea
"claim my soul as I wilt"
Crimson lips parted,
head thrown back
in ecstatic ache
jugular bared
she needs to feel
that sharp -edged love,
skin and barriers broken
as she melts into
the underworld
of a new grace
a magenta cry into
the inky sky
sacred silence penetrated
as only gasps are heard
milky breasts decorated
with red liquid ribbon,
his nourishment,
her demise
nipples pierced with
beads of her sunset lifeflow
as he sucks and bites...
and howling
into heaven's delicious gate,
she writhes
Her soul dissolving
into his night
and as his spirit
absorbs her vermilion soul
their power rises,
black as coal

your lips black sticked sanguine
tremulous murmurs
oh happy blood blossom of deaths surrender
sacrificial lamb
cats sparrow entranced
thighs on fire
sobbing from a thousand needled kisses
nipples tearing blood
each wound a weeping mouth licking
milky white alter of cold stone
saturated alizarin rust
legs wide
feet and breasts trussed
in chains and drenched rags
for cruelties arrow
o crimson queen,
pomegranate half eaten
mouth smudge black
agape
snake tongue dancing
through cherry lips
darkened eyes of fire and blood
a wash in devils incense
beloved veiled in evils cradle
bind not the demons kiss
then face down my love upon the crypt of mist
black heavens gate
pupa
vampires bate
a blood moon shaking
a scourge you are now
goddess of pleasures wretched
in the Tuileries of the abyss
consort
your every piercing fang
a boiling cauldron
desire
spilled out

dark cupid witch
legs tied to throat
devil cocks twitch
nipples in a mote
ive got the itch
feet scorched in rope
hot fucking bitch
hells dark pope

vampiress whore
dark girl feeding
the sun is no more
loves the bleeding

I am Stephanie, PA to the Head of Department in Social Sciences at the university. He calls me into his office. I am wearing a translucent white blouse and short burgundy skirt over my favourite red satin with black lace bra and pantie set. My smooth legs are bare and on my feet are my beige three inch heel pumps. I love how this outfit makes me feel.
He is sat behind his broad dark oak desk, his chair turned to the side. He beckons me over and invites me on to his lap. I sit down my left arm across the back of the chair and my long legs dangling on his left. His right arm captured my waist and his hand presses gently on my flat stomach, his fingers stroking small circles and toying with the bottom button of my blouse and the waist of my skirt. His left hand rises up and takes my right breast, squeezing and caressing through my blouse and bra. My nipples harden and press against the soft satin. He moves his hand to my left breast and continues his caresses there. Back and forth he touches and fondles each in turn, all the while his fingers keeping up their movement against my stomach.
I become aware of a slight movement beneath me, a presence making itself known. His hands move from my breasts and stomach and I slide off his lap. I place my hands between his knees and ease them apart. I kneel down between them and unzip his fly licking my freshly glossed lips. I ease his erection out and lick around the head before taking it in my mouth. Slowly I rock my head back and forth, sliding his cock almost out of my mouth then back to take a little more in each time. My tongue writhes around his shat enjoying the mix of his salt with traces of my lip gloss. As the head starts to enter my throat I increase my pace and the urgency of my movement, matching his moans as my lips meet the base. Soon I feel that tell-tale twitch and he erupts in my mouth spilling the bitter-chlorine-saltiness on my tongue. I swallow until he is spent. I slide back and catch hold of his cock as at slides from my lips. I take some tissues from the box on his desk and remove all traces of my lip gloss from his cock then tuck it back in his trousers then reclose his fly.
I stand and pour us each a glass of water from the carafe on his desk. As I drink I feel his eyes on my lips as I sip and then moving to my throat watching it pulse with each swallow. I put down my glass and see him smile as I retrieve my lip gloss from its usual hiding place between my breasts. With practiced ease, I apply a fresh coat of gloss and his tongue mimics my motions across his own lips. He slowly stands as I return my lip gloss to its home. He slowly stands and steps behind me. As he moves my hair aside I can feel his breath as he begins to nuzzle my neck. His hands slide down my back and briefly caress my derriere before moving back up around my sides to stroke my stomach on their way to my breasts where they linger before roaming to my waist, sides, stomach, breasts, décolletage and around again. Keeping up his attention to my neck, he leans into to my guiding me onto his desk, my hips lifting to accommodate, my feet firmly planted on the floor as his hands move to my hips and my cheek comes to rest on his desk. He slides my skirt up then hooks his thumbs into the waist of my red satin knickers, squeezing and caressing my cheeks as he slides the scarlet satin and black lace to my knees. I hear his zip go down and a second later an insistent pressure that slides into my vagina, stretching my well lubricated walls, with drawing then advancing a little further, over and over and over until he has gone as far as he can and has me delightedly crushed against his desk before he retreats to make another advance. At my quivering climax, I feel a hot liquid surge and hit a higher peak. As our breathing returns to a staider pace I hear another tissue leave the box as his cock leaves me. His zip closes as the tissue hits the bin. I stand up and pull up my knickers then straighten down my skirt and return to the outer office.

THE END

I confess my therapist who is stunning hot blonde who wears white T shirts & no bra in "jest" said how do I feel about a "3 some" with her boyfriend. Ive never fucked girl with another guy in the room let alone nother guy right next to me up her ass. so I didnt bite. She was pissed.So for the net few sessoions she would wear short skirts , bare legs & take her shoes off &rub bare feet. She knew I loved it.So she tried another angle..I showed her a photo of me with Sexy avril Lavigne & she said.. "would you do a three some wth avril & me? Isaid.Hell YES. SO iff anyone know how to reach avril LOL..

As much as us nigger coins the nigger bitch must obey an kneel at the white woman's precious heavenly feet

I confess that I came so much harder knowing my unsuspecting hubby was eating what was left of the load that the huge BBC deposited in my white cunt not 30 min before. I told him I was extra wet because I was playing with it on the way to the airport to pick him up. Not only that but my bull was standing about 20 feet away with an arrogant grin on his face knowing he "owns my body" and will do almost anything to make myself available anytime he or anyone he wants to use me. Am I the only honest shameless slut on Motherless that gets off on this?

My buddy's gf got some thick thighs, sexy calves and fuckable feet. Love to see loads of cum dripping down them legs onto those white toes. Wwyd?

Love when the wife puts a fresh coat of white paint on her toes to make her feet look pretty in public. What would u do to her feet?

My family works "under-the-table" for cash and as hispanics that's not a surprise. In june my uncle sent my cousin his daughter maria the hottest one out of all her sisters, basically the one everyone wants to fuck, to come work with us as punishment because she dropped out of her g.e.d adult learning school. She's petite, decent body but her face is gold, it belongs on a magazine cover. One random day she surprisingly started coming to work earlier so after a week I started coming earlier too to try my luck with her but instead I ran into her getting plowed by our cracker boss in his office who's like 6'5 and she's barely 5 feet tall. He had her pinned down in doggystyle, all I saw was some ass motion until he lifted up her work dress and pulled out. His cock was ridiculously pale white and long, he stroked it a few times and got hard again then put it back in her which only went in like 4 inches before she began to struggle. Her face was red and her veins were coming out all over her neck and forehead, she didn't like it and kept stopping. They were getting dress when he told her he had to go to the atm to pay her but she didn't even answer him. I woke up at 3:30am for over a month just to see her get pounded by that monster and this one morning about 20 minutes into it he was plowing her from behind when she turned around and stared at him then turned back and slowly began moaning. They stopped fucking and started makingout, for so fucking long that workers started checking in, he gave his phone number to her and just sent her out. I don't see them fuck in his office anymore I'm sure they meet up though but I still check once in a while and one time I saw him casually getting head from this stupid black lady that always comes in late. We have this cute little blonde working with us who ran away from home and just turned 18 so I stayed late peeking through his window and saw her sitting there with him nervously and eventually he talked her into giving him head, it was short but hot she was spitting out cum bubbles and stroking him at the same time. God knows how many female workers he's fucked with, he's the reason why I want to be the boss.

I used to masturbate onto birds at a local park. Not a thing that I'm particularly proud of but I became quite good at it. I was taking zinc supplements so I was shooting massive loads and it became something of a sport to me. For anyone interested here is your best strategy. first, you need to find an isolated spot so you don't become a sex offender. I found a short kind of channel area where I saw the pigeons would congregate. Next, you arouse yourself. I was usually content with envisioning the occasional jogging lady coming over and taking a shit on my chest and that was enough to fuel the fire but if you're not as sexually charged as me just take some porn on the go. After you're good an horny, you get some bread. My pigeons preferred white bread but healthier birds might have a taste for honey wheat or maybe even multigrain. Fat, unhealthy birds are slower and easier to hit so remember that. Once you are seated on the bench and ready to do the deed, whip your roosevelt out and scatter bread out within a few feet of you. use your judgement based on how far you know you can cum. I was a lonely and depraved soul who could hit targets the size of a thimble at distances up to 4 feet. You wait for the pigeons to begin eating and to get comfortable with your presence. At this point, you want to coo gently and talk sensually to them to gain their trust. Now you're finally ready to cum on your bird. This is a tough part because the rapid motion of masturbation is very frightening to the birds, so you have to be subtle. Once you master a technique, you simply wind it up and let it go, aiming depending on your past cumming experiences. I always came high so I would aim for the neck of the bird and catch it right in the face. It's an extremely satisfying and erotic feeling, seeing those birds reel around covered in cum and maybe even transporting it to other places in the city. Either way I haven't done it in years but every now and then I catch myself gazing wistfully at a flock of birds, cock throbbing and waiting for them to land close to me.

Part9.1: It stays in the family (1)

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Every year on christmas, me, Jim and Anna would celebrate together. It had become a ritual over the years of our friendship. We would meet on christmas eve, either in their house or mine, eat christmas cookies, sing christmas songs, give presents to each other, eat dinner and then go to bed.
One year though, Anna's family would come to visit. First, Anna wasnt too excited, since her parents basically invited themselves. But as christmas came closer she liked the idea more and more. She hadnt celebrated christmas with her family in years. Anna has two younger sisters, 4 and 8 years younger than her. I think that year Anna had turned 27, so her sisters were 23 (Haley) and 19 (Patricia, called Patty). I hadnt met any of her family before, but still Anna wanted her sisters to sleep at my place, since Jim and her only had one guest room. I was a little worried, but Anna told me that they would behave and anyway they would only come to me for sleeping, also I wouldnt regret it she said with a wink. So I agreed. Still, I was nervous when the 23rd came. Her parents arrived in the evening and dinner was planned for all together, including me. I arrived early and helped Anna and Jim cooking and so on. When Jim was away for a minute I said to Anna "You know, you owe me one since I let your sisters sleep at my place right?" A: "Yes I know. And I also can imagine what you want". She winked and grabbed my cock in my pants. I got hard. Anna let me go and Jim came back in the kitchen. We chatted for a bit before the doorbell rang. Annas dad was about as tall as me. Well tended beard, friendly look on his face. He hugged his daughter tightly and even lifted her off her feet. Anna's mother was almost as tall as her, so just short of 6 ft, and also looked just like an 50 year old version of Anna. They both wore cardigans and blouses (different colors though) so they looked even more alike. She gave Anna a kiss on the cheek and hugged her as well. The dad had already greeted Jim and now came to me. He gave me a hug as well. We joked about how we were both equally tall and then he told me in his youth he had about the same hair as I did. Next Annas mom reached me and hugged me as well. Her boobs definitely were c cups as well. Then I looked up and saw Annas sisters. They were whispering with Anna and looking in Jims and then in my direction. I looked at Jim and he said "they are probably asking if I proposed to Anna yet..." I grinned and said "Maybe you should then..." J: "I will... in time..."
Anna and her sisters looked very much alike, but Patty had darker (still blonde) hair and more voluptuous lips and a broader face (just a little bit) and just as big tits as her sister. Haley had higher cheek bones, giving her a more aristocratic look. She also wore glasses, even though I later learned that she had no need for them. Her boobs were smaller, but fitting her overall look so well that I would argue that bigger tits would look worse on her. Patty and Haley wore christmas sweaters giving them an innocent and shy appearance. They both gave me a sweet smile and a hug as greeting. When they all went to the dining room with Jim, Anna waited and pulled me close. A: "They asked me if you were the handsome man they would share a house with over the next nights." Me: "So? I guess you dont want me to fuck them?" She laughed and said "Keep your dick in your pants, dont make a move on them. They wont make a move on their own." Me: "But what if they do?" A: "Then you are a lucky man. They both dont have boyfriends right now." Then she gave me a slap on the shoulder and laughed, we went to the dining room as well.
The evening passed quickly, I learned that both Annas sisters were studying, Haley chemistry and Patty worked towards a medical degree. I was the center of attention for a long time, since they all knew each other but not me. They didnt ask me about my lovelife though, thankfully. When dinner ended we moved to the living room to drink some wine. Jim, Anna and her parents sat on the L shaped couch while Patty Haley and me were sitting on a normal couch. Patty and Haley didnt drink too much, but were tired soon, so we ended the evening. We still had to take Patties and Haleys stuff to my house. When their dad offered help they declined, saying I would help them and so I did. I said good night to Jim Anna and her parents and we left for my house. On the way there, the two sisters were giggling and whispering. Then Haley came up to me and asked "So... do you have a girlfriend?" I shook my head "nope. havent had for a while now..." She nodded and said "I havent had a boyfriend in a year." When we arrived at my house, Haley asked:"Isnt it lonely in such a big house sometimes?" Me: "yeah, but I can always come over to Anna and Jim, so its fine." Patty then joined the conversation: "How did you get to know our sister?" So I told them how Jim and I were room mates and that Anna came to visit from time to time. I then brought all their stuff to their room. When I was about to leave the room Patty asked: "Do you think Anna looks good?" I froze. Did they suspect anything? Me: "There is no denying that she looks good. But I mostly like her for her personality. She is a very good friend." As I left the room, Haley followed me and asked "Can I have your phone number? Just in case of an emergency or if I forget something here tomorrow." I nodded, trying not to grin, and gave her my phone number. I told her I would get some towels for them, went to the bathroom and returned to their bed room. The door was left a bit open so I overheard them talking.

P: "Pleaaase, give me the number."
H: "You can ask him yourself when he is coming back!"
P: "Okay okay... I will..."

I then knocked on the door. Both of them said "come in" at the same time. I smiled and opened the door. Me: "here are your towels. If you want to shower, the big bathroom is right besides my bedroom. I will brush my teeth there but then you got it all to yourselves. Need anything else?" As I asked this I looked at Patty. She hesitated then said: "Can I have your number?" Me: "Sure, Haley already got it, she can give it to you." Patty smiled and I left. I brushed my teeth and went to bed, leaving the door open so I would hear them if they yell my name. I heard footsteps. Then the shower. Then a toothbrush. Footsteps away from the bathroom. Then footsteps to the bathroom. Toothbrush. Bathroom door. But no steps. I was pretty sure, one of them was standing in front of my door. So I turned on the light and made sure not to look to the door. I got up, just in my boxers. The idea of being watched turned me on, so my cock got half erect. I scratched my balls, getting my dick a bit harder. Then I took off my boxers and put them to my dirty laundry and went back to bed, turned off the light. After a few moments I heard the floor squeak. Whoever watched me, left. Soon I fell asleep. The next morning I woke early. i put on boxers and a t-shirt and went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water. While I was drinking, Haley got out of the bedroom, wrapped in a towel. I said good morning before she saw me. I startled her and she almost dropped her towel. H: "Oh hey, I thought I was the first one awake." She stared at my boxers for a split second, I acted like I didnt see. Me:"No problem, are you taking a shower now?" She nodded and held onto her towel. Me: "Have fun then." She left for the bathroom, halfway there her towel dropped a little so I had a nice look at her back and ass before she rushed into the bathroom. While she was showering I got a text from Anna: "Why did Patty just ask me if I ever saw you naked?"
Me: "Haley spied on me yesterday. I took of my boxers and slept naked. She saw me do it."
A: "Well I guess you are keeping word. Anything else I should know?"
Me:"Haley half-dropped her towel on the way to the shower."
A: "You are damn lucky."
Me:"Thanks :D"

When Patty came out of the room, she wore a white shirt (not see through but you could guess...) with seemingly no bra under and shorts. When she saw me, she said "Hi.." and came up to me. Just when she was close enough to have a conversation and I had a good look at her, she turned around said "I forgot something in the bedroom..." and bolted back. When she came back she wore a bra and a different shirt, also jeans. Her head was red as a tomato, the situation seemed to be awkward for her. She had her phone with her and wrote something. At that moment I recieved a text... from her... saying:"Hi". I looked at it and said "It works nicely. How are you?" P: "I'm fine thanks." We chatted for a bit before Haley came from the shower. Patty went back to the room as well. I followed her after she was inside and listened. Haley told Patty that she almost lost her towel. Patty claimed that was on purpose. Then Patty talked about her walking out in just shirt and shorts but then going back. I left my position and made breakfast. Soon after Haley and Patty left to have breakfast with Anna, Jim and their parents.
I texted Anna: "Can you come to me after the breakfast? Alone? I still have the desert for today in my fridge and we could talk for 5 minutes."
Talk for 5 minutes. Well... Anna came over half an hour later. When I tried to tell her everything that happend this morning Anna stopped me and said: "I already know. We are sisters, you know? We share that kind of information" and laughed. We went into the kitchen and Anna got on her knees. She pulled down my pants while saying: "So my sisters turned you on huh? Thats why you want to fuck right now?" I nodded "How else am I going to keep word?" Anna grinned and pulled down my boxers "take this as an early christmas present." She sucked me for a while, using her tongue to lick of all precum. Then I lifted her on the kitchen table. A: "Fuck me like you would fuck my sister." So I did. I got close to her, kissed her and started humping her slowly. I put one hand on her throat, kept kissing her passionately and started fucking her harder and harder until I felt her orgasm. I was close too, so I pulled out. Juice was dripping from her pussy. She laid on her back, her head over the edge of the table so I could throatfuck her. I shot my load right in her throat, while she was gagging on my cock. After we cleaned ourselves up and let some fresh air in, we took the desert to Annas house. Annas sisters looked a bit frightened, when Anna told Jim that it took so long because we had to talk.
Then Anna went to her sisters and I could see them relax, while I talked to Jim and told him, that the girls were nice enough.

End of Part 9.1

Wwyd to thick white girl Angela? Tie her up? Would love to see them red lips and sexy feet wrapped around my bbc

Sexy white girl on the bus has some killer feet! What I wouldn't give to dump a load on them pretty toes and sandals. What would you have her do for u?

Black bitch cleans her massa white feet!!

I am a married white male, 35 years old. I live in Western illinois, near quincy, and I like to cheat on my wife with men. I prefer black guys, and am absolutely submissive when it comes to them. I've let them do some pretty nasty humiliating things to me. I let them spit on me, hit me, choke me, I suck them clean every time they pull out if my ass, I've drank their piss, had this piss deep in my ass, sucked their nasty toes clean and licked their ashy feet until they shone. I let one shove my head down in a porta-potty toilet bowl while he fucked me. It was the most uncomfortable disgusting thing I've ever done and I came while he was wrecking my insides. I live when they call me a stupid worthless sissy bitch, love when they crack me in the ribs with every pump.
The white guys I've been with I just don't feel as submissive towards. I feel more dominant with them, like I should be the top instead of bottoming.
If there's any black guys in the quincy area that need an attentive fuck buddy that's happily married so will never ask you for more than that dick, hit me up.

I've been married to Jacqui for five years. We'd been dating for a couple of years before that. Jacqui married me when she was nineteen. We met through our interest in amateur dramatics. Jacqui joined a small theatre company that I was a member of. We rehearse once or twice a week. It wasn't until last year when we got a new director that we started performing more interesting plays. Before it had all been musicals etc, but now we moved onto more adult themes. It wasn't suddenly all sex and violence, but we started doing plays with a bit of nudity or bedroom scenes.

We all enjoyed the change. At first it didn't really affect Jacqui and I as we normally only had small roles but things changed last year when Jacqui was given an important role in a new play. It was only late one evening while we were reading through the script at home that we realised that the role called for Jacqui to appear naked in some scenes. In several others she was required to only wear underwear and towards the end of the play she would get involved in a love scene with the leading actor which would mean him stripping Jacqui first down to just her panties and generally groping her all over and then removing her panties and supposedly making love to her in a bed.

This caused both of us to think deeply as to whether we wanted to be involved in this. In the end we decided that as the play was in good taste and that the love scenes had artistic merit it would be foolish and prudish for Jacqui to say that she wouldn't do them.

I think it actually added a bit of spice to our relationship because certainly later that night as I mounted Jacqui my thoughts were of my pretty, young wife being naked amongst our fellow actors, some of whom we regarded as friends. I think Jacqui found it exciting too because she was very wet when I entered her but, unfortunately, the excitement was too much for me and I came in her after only a couple of minutes. I finished Jacqui off by using my fingers and tongue on her clit and pussy. This is very effective with Jacqui. She has very prominent pussy lips which are very sensitive, they hang at least an inch down from her hole, and her clit is also very visible, standing clearly out from the surrounding folds of skin even before she is aroused.

We both derive great pleasure from the attention I lavish on her pussy lips. I can spend hours sucking and pulling on them to elongate them even further. Jacqui often keeps her pubic mound shaved and this only accentuates her long, hanging lips even further.

It was while I was using my mouth on her that evening that I realised that not only would Jacqui be naked amongst our friends but she would also be revealing to everyone the fact that she shaves her pussy. Strangely I found the thought exciting. It had never occurred to me before that the thought of my wife being seen naked in public and being groped by another man would be erotic to me but we both had a good time in bed that evening.

Over the next few weeks we had many rehearsals and it was kind of strange to see my wife in the arms of another man, in this case the lead actor Ken. We hadn't had a dress rehearsal yet so Jacqui hadn't had to strip off in front of everyone but the thought of her doing this kept us very active in the bedroom.

We were both very excited after coming home one evening after we had spent a few hours rehearsing the scenes where Jacqui has her breasts felt by Ken in the play. Although she had her clothes on for the rehearsal and we were only really going over the dialogue, Ken still used to opportunity to give Jacqui a good feel. From where I stood at the edge of the stage I could see Ken caressing and stroking Jacqui's breasts through her blouse. At one point he ran his hands down over her ass and lifted her short skirt at the back and we could all see his fingers briefly slip inside the edge of her panties. There was no objection from Jacqui and certainly everyone else on the cast was enjoying seeing my pretty wife being felt up by her handsome partner on stage. I was finding this exciting too, and I had plenty of time to watch them as I only had a small part to play in this production.

Each evening when we came home from the hall where we had been practising we would go straight to the bedroom where Jacqui would immediately lay on the bed. I would spend the next hour or so with my face between her thighs as I gnawed and sucked on her juicy cunt lips. Quite often I would not even get to fuck her. Jacqui would have several orgasms while I ate and sucked at her sweet pussy.Sometimes she would rub me off afterwards, sometimes not.

Eventually the time came where we had a full dress rehearsal, or in Jacqui's case it should have been undress rehearsal as she spent most of the day and evening absolutely naked. It was mid morning on a Saturday and the first scene we went through was where Jacqui gets naked out of a bed to meet her on-stage lover Ken. Jacqui arrived on stage wearing a loose gown which came down to mid thigh. I had wondered why the hall was so busy on that morning as at least half of the men present had no real need to be there. I then realised that they had turned up to see my wife strip off on stage. All eyes were on Jacqui when the time came for her to shed the gown and get under the covers. I thought she might have slipped into the bed while still wearing it and then taken it off under the bed covers, but no, she removed it in front of us all and actually stood facing us absolutely naked.

I knew that all the men in the hall were looking at her body, there were about fifteen of us hanging around that Saturday morning. As she stood before us, raised as she was a few feet up on the stage, I knew that I wasn't the only man to let his eyes drift down past her full breasts to her shaven pussy with her cunt lips clearly hanging down between her white thighs.

Jacqui seemed to revel in the stares of the men and was in no hurry to cover herself up. Eventually, however, she got into the bed and the rehearsal commenced. For the rest of that day until we went home in the evening Jacqui didn't put her clothes back on. All the men were treated to the sight of my wife displaying herself openly. The bedroom love scene with Ken is only a couple of minutes in the play but seemed to take hours to rehearse that day as Ken was allowed time after time to feel her breasts and ass and then lay her on the bed and eventually lie on top of her to simulate sex.

I'm sure all the men watching were turned on by the action on stage, because every man loves to see a pretty girl being made love to. I know I was turned on too by seeing my young wife naked with another man. Several times I had to adjust my trousers, especially when Ken lay naked on top of Jacqui and began moving his body up and down for realism. We all noticed that Ken was sporting a semi hard on when he dismounted from Jacqui each time and on one occasion I could see his thickening member lying between her engorged pussy lips, which was partly due to Jacqui raising her legs around Ken's waist, which wasn't actually called for in the script.

Our director called for a coffee break as Ken lay between Jacqui's spread thighs, his buttocks rising and falling gently. It was my duty that day to do the coffee and it was a peculiar feeling handing mugs of steaming coffee around as my wife lay in bed with another man. As I took theirs over to them I noticed that Ken had pulled the covers over their naked bodies but that he was still lying on top of Jacqui. I also noticed that Ken's body was still moving up and down in the simulation of sex, perhaps more so than it was earlier. Ken turned to me and grinned as I placed their mugs by the side of the bed. I knelt down by the head of the bed intending to talk to Jacqui during the break and it was then that I noticed the flushed look on her face. It suddenly dawned on me that they weren't simulating sex, Ken was actually fucking my wife as I knelt beside them. I felt such a fool for not realising sooner what they were doing. I felt humiliated and didn't know quite what to do. In the end I did nothing and just knelt there as Ken's movements under the sheets became more and more obvious. At one stage Jacqui began to make small crying noises as Ken brought her to a climax. It is to my shame that it was me who covered her mouth with my hand to quieten her. With my hand on her mouth I could feel her shudders as the orgasm took her, I could also feel the vibrations as Ken ejaculated into her at the same time.

It must have been obvious to everyone else in the hall what was going on. I felt totally humiliated by the situation but I also had a raging hard on in my trousers. Ken actually said thank you to me as I took my hand away from Jacqui's mouth. There was further *********** as, a few minutes later, Ken pushed the covers back and lifted himself off my wife. I think all the men present probably saw him slip his long cock out of Jacqui's hole. He certainly wasn't hiding anything as he walked across to the front of the stage to talk with his mates. His foreskin was pulled back and the head of his cock was glistening with his and Jacqui's love juices. There was even a small string of cum still hanging from the tip of his cock. He was making it clear to all his friends that he had just fucked my wife.

Like the cuckolded husband that I was, I helped my freshly fucked wife to her feet. Worse was to follow, as I took her hand to lead her away to the cloakroom I noticed that there was a large wet stain in the centre of the bed. Ken's cum had already started to run from my wife's stretched pussy and more of it ran down her thighs as we walked to the side of the stage. At one point Jacqui actually put her hand between her legs to stop the flow dripping onto the wooden floor of the stage. Her hand came away coated in Ken's cum. I was shocked when she absentmindedly put the fingers to her mouth to clean them.

My face was burning with embarrassment at the episode but I was also so turned on that when we reached the cloakroom I pulled Jacqui inside and, without bothering to close the door properly, I turned her around and bent her over the wash basin. I kept one hand on her back as I released my penis from my pants and in one movement I slipped straight into her from behind. I couldn't believe how wet she was. I was also amazed that she seemed so loose, there was little or no feeling from the walls of her cunt. Ken must have really stretched her when he fucked her because my rock hard cock was hardly touching the edges. I thought I might have difficulty cumming in such a large, stretched hole but it was when I glanced down and saw my cock covered with another mans cum that I suddenly started shooting my load into her.

Jacqui and I got ourselves cleaned up after that. We had a quick kiss and cuddle and she said she was glad that I'd fucked her after Ken because it showed that I wasn't mad at her. We kissed again and made our way back to the stage.

The remainder of the day went by fairly quickly. It was later, when we got home, that we next spoke about what had happened. I admitted that it had turned me on. Jacqui, for her part, admitted that she found Ken very attractive and had been fantasising about him for some time. She apologised for acting like a slut in front of our friends, but I surprised myself by saying that I liked her acting like that. I asked Jacqui what it felt like to have had another cock inside her as she had been a virgin when we had met. She told me that although she still loved me, she also loved the feel of Ken's much larger cock inside her. She said he had really filled her and that she could actually feel him inside her which she couldn't always with me. We made love well into the night with Jacqui eventually bringing me off with her hand because she said she felt too sore to have me inside her.

From that Saturday onwards there was very little pretence that Ken wasn't actually fucking my wife at every opportunity. Whether it was as part of the rehearsal for the play or during the breaks in between Ken would shove his fat cock up my darling wife. After each rehearsal of the bedroom scene the sheets would need to be changed as Ken deposited his spunk up my wife and a spreading wet patch would be evident on the bed.

Often I would go home on my own as Ken drove Jacqui off to his flat to continue their lovemaking on into the night. She would come home to me in the early hours of the following morning with his cum still running down her legs.

I had stopped fucking Jacqui myself by this time. First of all she was getting no pleasure from it because she couldn't feel my little cock inside her stretched hole anymore. Secondly, she had developed a habit of sliding her shaven pussy over my face as soon as she returned home to me and I would shoot my load onto my stomach as I sucked her long cunt lips into my mouth. The taste and feel of Ken's spunk as it ran from her hole and dripped from her raw looking lips onto my face was too much and my hand would drift down to my hard cock and I would bring myself off with a few strokes.

It had taken only a matter of a few weeks for me to change from a normal married man to this stranger who waited at home while his wife went off with her lover and then performed oral sex on her after she returned. Our week long stint at the local theatre went well and we got rave reviews from the local press. Apparently they liked the realism of some of the scenes. Jacqui was now a changed woman. She loved the attention she was getting and she admitted later that exposing herself on stage before a couple of hundred people really turned her on. I'm not sure if the audience realised that she was getting fucked on stage each night but the rest of the cast and stage hands certainly knew. I only found out later that she had let two other men have access to her body during the run of the show. One was the director, Gavin, the other was Ted who worked the curtains.

Since that show approximately half the cast have had sex with my wife, some on a regular basis and others as a one off. All our friends are aware of Jacqui's infidelities and most of them are also aware that my sexual preference these days is to use my tongue on my wife's well fucked cunt. There is nothing more pleasurable than the feel of Jacqui straddling my face with her slimy cunt and seeing her raw red pussy lips running with another mans cum.

I confess that I miss my girlfrind since she went away for a few weeks...I discovered KY jelly is great for lubricating a cock for jerking off..use a lil water when it dries to make it all slippery agian...I was fapping on here & this cute girl in tight white shorts went to the community mailbox...which happens to be 50 feet from my window...my cock was slippery...all 8 inches bone hard..I seen her bend down to open the mailbox door...I was watching her from my window...I think she might have noticed me watching her because she seemed to take longer than normal to take the mail out with her ass bent over...I could not help but jerk my hard slippery cock till I blew a huge load all over the door that I was looking through.....I moved back a bit so that she didn't see me as she finally got her mail...I noticed her peek this way as she walked back home...maybe she knew what I was doing..I do hope so...love to see her again

I'm looking for a picture I had a couple of years ago. It's a blonde girl laying on a couch with her feet up and legs spread. Shes wearing white socks and has her thing around them. I think she has a white bra on. I think the background was pink. If you have it post it

Finally getting this off my chest! I sell my feet, but not the way most will. I meet up with a man, let him fuck my feet and cum wherever he wants and get a smooth 100 dollars every time. I usually get horny by the experience but I tend not to fuck anyone unless my fetish is reached which is older white men with grey hair… lol!

I’ve been sitting on this story for almost a month, but it’s one far too good to keep to myself – so, here goes.

I’ve written here a couple of times about Tildie, a 50ish divorcee who LOVES to suck cock and insists we role-play as daddy / daughter while she does it. Our last encounter was in July 2024 – an adult theater visit where she’d sucked off three guys and subsequently got fucked by one of them who had a massively thick dick -- and I’d pretty much written her off since I hadn’t heard from her since that night. I knew she’d lost her sales job and was feeling depressed, so I let it go.

Lo and behold, she texted me out of the blue in early March with the message, “I need to suck cock, daddy.” After a few back-and-forth messages, we settled on the evening of March 12 (2025), when my wife would be out of town. After hoping she’d consent to joining me at the local swingers’ motel, we instead settled on the same adult theater that we’d visited the previous summer.

After paying the entry fee, we headed upstairs. It’s an adult “toy” store on the main floor, with private viewing booths in back, but the second floor has a large central foyer with access to five separate mini-theaters, each showing various genres of porn on big screens. The place attracts nearly an entirely male clientele; a visiting mixed couple is a rarity, who often cruise through quickly and then leave. That doesn't prevent straight guys like me, though, from going there in hopes of seeing another couple in action. Midweek (this was a Wednesday) can be a bit sparse, attendance-wise, so I took the liberty of placing an ad on our local DL forum to gin up interest. I held off disclosing the date, time and location until I knew whoever answered my ad wasn’t a total weirdo. Tildie had no idea I’d placed the ad, and I made sure the invitees knew not to spill the beans, but I wanted to make sure she had plenty of cock-sucking targets. I ended up divulging the details to seven guys, six of whom ultimately showed up.

Tildie is a self-described BBW, but she’s pretty firm for a 50-something woman with two kids – big tits (38D) and a big ass, but not “sloppy fat.” She wore black yoga pants (no panties), a black lacy front-hook bra, and a shiny silver sweatshirt. I had on my usual arcade outfit – black sweatpants, sneakers, and a long-sleeve gym shirt (no underwear).

We cruised through the various theaters for a bit, looking for a place to settle. There were two guys hanging out upstairs, and they casually followed us to the theater playing some heterosexual porn. It’s a room about 12 by 15 feet, with chairs placed haphazardly in various parts of the theater. They’re sturdy metal – some seat two people, others just one – with open-weave seats, sort of like what you’d see on a balcony or patio. They’re not particularly comfortable, but they serve their purpose and clean up easily.

We parked ourselves in a two-seater, off to one side and about halfway back from the giant screen in front of the room. Tildie immediately beckoned to one of the guys and asked him outright if he wanted her to suck his cock. He immediately agreed, stepped in front of her, and dropped his trousers to reveal an average-sized cock already fully erect. I suggested he must have been playing “pocket pool” in advance, but Tildie simply said, “Shush, daddy,” and leaned forward to wrap her lips around his cock. She’s clearly an expert at her craft and uses her hand and mouth in a perfect combination of teasing, fondling and sucking. Guy No. 1 didn’t last very long – I’d guess, maybe three minutes – and he started to back away as he began to ejaculate. I said, “No. She wants to swallow the whole load,” so he remained in place as she leaned forward and sucked him dry.

By this time, four more guys had shown up. I’m guessing at least a couple were there thanks to my ad, because they had their cocks out and ready. Tildie took on the next one, a medium-sized Hispanic guy who was probably in his early 30s. He lasted a bit longer, and Tildie really worked up a sweat before completely draining his balls. I handed her the bottle of water I’d brought with me, and she took a few sips to wash down the cum she’d just had in her mouth. “Fuck, it’s getting hot in here,” she exclaimed, tendrils of her hair plastered to the sides of her flushed, overheated face. “You should take off your sweatshirt,” I suggested helpfully, and she stood up to strip it off, revealing her well-packed black lace bra.

She motioned for Guy No. 3, an older while gentleman, to take the seat she’d just vacated, and I moved out of the way to give him room to plop down after dropping his trousers to his ankles. Tildie got on her knees in front of him and started to suck, having first pulled down her bra to expose her well-rounded breasts. She reached out to him and placed his hands on her tits, and he was soon tugging away at her distended nipples as she masterfully blew him. Halfway to completion, she said to me, “Rub my pussy, daddy.” So, I got down on the floor with her and worked her yoga pants down past her hips, so they hung at the mid-thigh level. I reached in from behind and felt her extremely wet crotch, pussy lips coated with her juices and her hole ready for penetration. I proceeded to finger-fuck her enthusiastically with one hand while reaching around with the other to play with her clit.

Shortly thereafter, she swallowed the old guy’s load and leaned back so he could vacate the chair.
Guy No. 4 was a very heavyset Hispanic guy who wasted no time stripping off his sweats and taking the place of the man who’d just finished. He appeared to have a pretty small cock – I’m guessing a bit under four inches fully erect – but Tildie is an equal-opportunity cocksucker. She went to work on him as enthusiastically as she’d done with all the others, but he proved to be quite a challenge. Whereas the ones before generally ejaculated anywhere from a couple of minutes to perhaps 10, this guy seemed to go on forever. I’d continued to play with Tildie’s pussy throughout, but I was getting sore from crouching on the hard floor, so I eventually back off and let her continue without my interference.

I didn’t formally time this guy, but he had to have taken more than 20 minutes to cum. Tildie tried all sorts of tricks – massaging his ball sac, jerking his cock at different speeds, licking the head both clockwise and counter-clockwise – until finally I suggested she should just admit defeat. “Nope,” she replied, “One more idea.” She encouraged him to slide forward in his seat until half his butt was hanging over the front edge of the chair. Then she shoved a finger up his ass and proceeded to massage his prostate. That did the trick, and he pumped a fair bit of Mexi-jizz down her throat.

At this point, it was time for a break, plus she’d temporarily run out of patrons. There were two “unblown” guys hanging about, but they seemed far more interested in watching than participating. So instead, Tildie stood up (with me helping her), pulled up her pants, and slipped back into her sweatshirt. “Let’s see what’s going on downstairs,” she suggested, so we took the stairs and strolled through the store area on our way to the arcade. There was a young couple checking out vibrators, and the guy did a double-take when he saw the two of us heading into the arcade area. I thought they might actually follow us in, but sadly that didn’t happen. We cruised around the various booths and peeked into a few so I could show Tildie how some of them were spacious enough for three or four people, while others had barely enough room for two. “No glory holes?” she asked. I explained they’d covered them up some time ago, which appeared to disappoint her.

Our examination complete, we crossed the store again on our way to the stairs. “Oh, I forgot you two were still here,” said the woman behind the counter who’d taken our entry fee. “A couple of guys just came in, wondering if there was anyone else in the theater area.” I asked if they left, but the cashier explained they bought their tickets and went upstairs. That’s all Tildie needed to hear. She tugged on my arm and whispered in my ear, “I want to suck some more cock, daddy.” My reply: “No time like the present, baby girl,” and up we went.

We took our place in the same mini-theater, except this time Tildie took off her sweatshirt right away. I pulled her bra back down in front and sucked on her nipples while she reached into my sweatpants and stroked my cock. “Wow, you’ve been leaking precum like crazy, huh?” she exclaimed. I didn’t have a chance to reply because, just then, one of the new arrivals had tapped Tildie on her shoulder and asked her if she’d suck his cock. She motioned for him to sit down, and she bent over at the waist to shove her face between his legs. Guy No. 5 was a tall Black man with a larger-than-average cock. “Ooh,” Tildie exclaimed. “I’m torn between blowing you and asking you to fuck me.” She clearly favors thick dicks over average ones, having a fairly large pussy hole to fill. The guy tugged at the back of her head to introduce her mouth to his cock, saying as he did so, “First one, then the other, OK?” She could only grunt in reply, her mouth already full of BBC.

He shot his wad fairly quickly – I’d guess after about five minutes – and stood up to fulfill his other half of the bargain. I’d previously pulled down her pants to calf level and was finger-fucking her pussy as she sucked the Black guy’s cock, so she was ripe and ready for him as he nudged me out of the way and moved in behind her. One of the other recent arrivals quickly took a seat so she could work on his erection as the big guy gripped her hips and plunged into her moist hole. She gasped from the penetration but stayed firmly on the seated guy’s cock, managing to jerk him off into her mouth despite a heavy pounding from behind. “Don’t come in my pussy,” she managed to blurt out, but just at that moment the Black guy grunted twice, said, “Uh, too late,” and pulled out. Even in the dim light, you could see the glob of gooey white stuff slide out of her pussy and drip onto the crotch of her yoga pants. “Clean me up, daddy,” Tildie ordered, so I used my hand to scoop up as much cum as still clung to her pussy lips and inner thighs, and then reached around so she could lick my hand clean.

Over the course of the next 30 minutes, Tildie sucked off a few more guys – even one of the original watchers who finally succumbed to her talents – until there was no one left except the two of us. At that point, she’d blown nine guys and swallowed 10 loads – one guy had come back for seconds – plus the one she’d taken vaginally. I’d held off, figuring we’d go back to my place where I’d get a more leisurely opportunity at her well-used mouth. We even got as far as the front door when, all of a sudden, another guy entered the place. “Do you want me to suck your cock?” she asked him, as he barely had gotten through the entryway. He admitted that would be excellent, so we turned around and went back upstairs while he purchased his ticket and appeared in the little theater a few minutes later.

Tildie worked him over as expertly as she’d done with all the others that evening. I marveled at her stamina and skill level, as enthusiastic in sucking her tenth different cock as she’d been for her first. Whereas most of the other guys had been content to sit back and let her do all the work, Guy No. 10 was more proactive. He literally throat-fucked her, quite forcefully, and Tildie submitted to his efforts without complaint. Later, she told me he’d ejaculated more than anyone else that evening, so much so that she’d barely managed to keep it from spilling out. He was also one of the few to express his thanks for her doing such a good job, and he even shook my hand before leaving, thanking me as well for sharing my friend with everyone.

I wasn’t willing to wait any longer, so I told Tildie to sit down as I moved in front of her and dropped my sweatpants to ankle level. She started out by licking up all the precum that coated my half-erect penis – I’d generated a lot from all the watching I’d done – and then took my entire 5.5 inches in one gulp. She moved her mouth back and forth along my shaft in sort of an energy-saving mode knowing I usually took a while to ejaculate. After about five minutes, I sensed another person in the room and looked up to see a fairly young guy standing off to the side. He had on gym shorts that were pulled to the side to expose his long thin cock, and he was stroking it to match the rhythm of Tildie’s mouth on my dick. With no one else about, I figured he’d be her final patron of the evening, and I didn’t want to have him blast off without giving her a change to taste his cum. Therefore, I pushed her face slightly away from the base of my cock and started to jerk myself off against her lips. “Feed me your cum, daddy,” she said softly, and I sped up my tugging until I came explosively. Having anticipated this night for some time, I’d held off masturbating for three days, so I had a fairly sizeable load to pump into her mouth. I came noisily and thoroughly, shooting three thick ropes of cum down her gullet. As I backed away, I motioned to the other guy to take my place, which he did speedily. I was correct in my assessment; it didn’t take him long at all to pump her mouth full of warm, gooey sperm – maybe two minutes, tops – and then she declared herself finished for the night.

“Did you keep count, daddy? she asked, as we walked back to my car. “Twelve, cocks, sweetie, including mine, and thirteen loads altogether.” Wow – that’s a lot of cum, daddy” she said with pride in her voice. “Did you like watching me suck all those cocks, daddy?” “You were wonderful, baby girl,” I replied. “I enjoyed it more than you can imagine.”

I dropped her off at her place after giving her a goodnight kiss. Figuring that would be the last I’d hear from Tildie for a while again, I was surprised to get a text message from her just last week, less than a month after her marathon sucking session. “I’m ready to suck more cock soon, daddy,” read her message. We traded comments back and forth, and she agreed she’d like to try the swingers’ place next time. “I don’t want to go in the hot tub,” she stated firmly, “Because I’m not sure they do a good job cleaning it. But you said they have a couple of king-size beds in the pool area, so I’d be comfortable sucking cock there.” I reminded her we were far more likely to see other couples in attendance there, versus the all-male clientele typical at the adult theater. “You know what that means, right sweetie?” I asked. “Yes, daddy. I’ll have a chance to show you how well I eat pussy. And you can eat mine, too.” I told her it would be my pleasure – and indeed it will!

I’m hoping Tildie will accept my invitation in the very near future, which means I’ll have another fun tale to tell here. Stay tuned!

I confess I had my first glory hole & gay experience and loved it so much I want to do it again. So over the past few months I have been fantasizing about going to a glory hole and seeing what happens. I figured my night would most likely be just me sitting in a dim-lit booth jerking my cock to some porno on the small TV screen. Maybe if I was lucky I would get my dick sucked by some low life dude in the booth next to me.

I began my online search leaking for some local book stores that had video rooms. Luckily enough I found one about an hour or so away from me and is conveniently right off the highway that I usually take when traveling to see family. A few weeks later, Christmas was around the corner. I packed my bags and got on the highway to head home for the week. Before I left I stopped at a local sex shop and bought some condom, lube, and a small dildo in case I felt like getting weird. The whole ride home I was driving with my pants down jerking my dick building up the courage for what I was about to do. Exit 100 came up and I knew once I get off the highway there was no turning back.

I pulled into the lot and the place was moderately busy, there was maybe a dozen or so cars in the lot and that made me a little nervous. I walked in the door and there was a cute, skinny girl working the counter. She was maybe 5' 4" and no more than 100 lbs. Small chest and would be a definite spinner I would love to have my way with. I walked up to her with $20 in my hand and asked her for some tokens for the video booth. She handed me the tokens and gave me this cute little smile. I headed towards the back in the dark hallway and found a small room no more than 4 feet wide with a small screen at the front and a chair in the center. The room smelled like sex, ass, lube, and cum. The floors were sticky and I noticed 2 holes on either sides of the walls. I threw in some tokens and sat down watching a porno with a small chested teen getting pounded by a 10" black dick.

In just a few minutes I had a guys finger sticking through the hole to the right. I knew this means he wanted my hard dick through the hole. I grabbed a condom, put it on my dick, and stuck it right in the hole. Only a second passed and he took my dick right in his mouth. He went aggressive and deep, I could almost feel my 7" cock hitting the back of his throat. He began jerking me and asked if he could take the condom off. I was nervous and I did not want to catch anything malicious so I told him no, so he obliged and began sucking some more. He must have got bored because shortly after he released his mouth, slapped my dick, and walked out.

I turned back around to my chair and noticed the other hole was occupied by a average size white dick. It was cut and maybe 6" long and very skinny. He asked me through the wall if I could just jerk him off. I have fantasized about guys and have been bi-curious for some time. A couple times I have ventured with light ass play and trying my own cum. I gave in and began jerking his dick, sliding my hand up and down his base with an occasional tease to his balls. His dick was rock solid and throbbing and I knew he was going to cum soon. He knocked on the wall and said he was about to explode. My curiosity side took over and right before he orgasm-ed I placed my lips around his dick head and kept stroking. There was one small spurt followed by 3 large ones and I tasted his salty cum on the back of my tongue and on my lips. I took a big gulp, licked his head one last time and he was on his way.

I sat back in my chair, finished off the video and came on my chest. There was no tissues in the room so I said heck with it and ate it up. Threw on my clothes and left. Now I know I will have to come back sometime and try this again.

I confess that these white feet have milked my cock for many years. They belong to the perfect foot tease snowbunny. CAD. 

So, Im a married white male, early thirties. When I got off work a couple of weeks ago, I had a txt from a young black female friend that I havent talked to in over a year. We got to talking and she was just telling me how she hasnt heard anything from me and just wanted to see how I was. We txt for a little bit and I joked about how the guys must be all over her and worshipping her amazing black body. She laughed and said no, but you can. Messages began to get heated at this point and I reminded her that I was still married and she said fuck your marriage, my body is better than hers. We continued to talk and eventually set up a time to meet and she made sure to tell me to bring my wifes ring. The night we finally setup to me arrives and I get off of work and head over to pick her up. We park in a dark parking lot and began to talk. Things got heated pretty fast. She put her feet into my lap and told me to take her shoes off, which I did. She asked If i brough my wifes ring, which I pulled out and showed her. She took the ring, spit on it and put her on her pinky toe and began rubbing my cock with her feet thru my pants. She told me to pull my cock out, which I did. She started stroking my hard white married cock with her black feet then stopped. She raised her feet to my lips and said worship me, and lick my feet clean. My cock was throbbing at this point and I began to lick her feet clean while she told me how amazing I was as a husband. She looked at me and said, tell me black lives matter. I looked her in the eyes as I licked her feet clean and said Black Lives Matter. She then shoved her foot with my wifes ring as far as she could into my mouth and said good boy. She ended up finishing the footjob, made me cum all over my wifes ring and had me wipe it clean with a shirt I had laying in my car. She looked at me and said next time youre licking it clean. We talked a little after that and I took her home. Waiting until next time 

My daughter is a completely americanized latina. She is also a little smart ass ball buster. At firstit would bother me and we would bicker. She is very carefree and I gave up trying to changeher. Even when visiting her mom's side of the family, she doesn't think twice about wearing thetiniest shorts or crop top. In warmer months she typically will wear her bikini bottoms, a t-shirt ortank top, and a pair of flip flops. Around her house, she shares with 2 guys, and at hergrandparents place, where 2 of her uncles frequently just hang out drinking with her grandpa.She always tells me I'm just being too uptight and carries on. She's 22, light tan skin, small butperky up top, tiny waist, flared hips, soft yet athletic thighs and ass (soccer,, volleyball,andtrack,) tiny feet and ankles. Her crotch is plump and presses against a majority of her dailyattire. In small cotton shorts, or white bikini bottoms, it's borderline obscene. It is notuncommon to observe guy's gawing at her camel toe, including her roommates, uncles, youngerbrother, and grandfather. When i gets drunk and spun with my friends, it's typical for her and theguys to trash talk each other. When she would starting win the verbal battle, I would oftenrespond with threatening to call the possy (her uncles and cousins) or I would threaten callingEric. Her uncles loved to chase her down and tickle the hell out of her when she was beingsassy or mischievous. I've witnessed this twice. Eric, is a older friend of mine', and casualtweaking partner. Eric would get spun and verbally perv out on her to me and her little brother,my son, if he was around. I would always threaten to not protect her from him if she didn'tbehave. One night, I .hosted a poker night at my house. She had just turned 19, and wouldsneak shot's behind my back. At some point, I needed more smokes, so i and his friends allsnorted a chunky rail, then i walked to the 711. Spun pretty hard, i took the long way there andback, looking at porn on my phone. When entering the kitchen 2 of my friends were standingquietly outside my daughters closed door. They both had a depraved look on their faces.Another step closer and I began to ask where Jess and Eric were, but was immediatelysignalled to keep quiet. A step closer and I could hear a violent wet skin slapping sound, Ericgrumbling in a menacing growl, and Jessii moaning with bursts of 'oh fucks' and 'oh gods

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not a bad day today. i went to look at a old car to restore. and met a old friend that i use to work with . he was a flaming gay and back then i never messed around in my home town because i wouldn't admit i liked dick as much as i did pussy. so i never messed with him. plus he was 20 years older than me. but he had the largest dick i ever saw in my life even today. soft he had to be 8 inch's. never saw it hard. and then it was only when we was in the restroom.
but anyways i went to go look at this car with my girlfriend. the car was in to bad of shape for me.
anyways after a few minutes he ask did i ever work for so and so and i said yes back in the med 80's and then we remembered each other. so we talked a bit and he said his partner passed away about 10 years ago. i told my girlfriend that black guy i told you about being hung like a horse even soft this is him. he gave me a funny look and i told him yes i saw it a few time when you was in the rest room but back then i refused to admit i was bisexual. then my girlfriend said yes you was the one he always wanted to try but didn't.
then she said i would like to see it and if it still works maybe one of us can ride it. if not i'm sure it still dumps a load and i would like to taste it. and hes now 82 years old. ok now things changed from the car to sex. and my girlfriend brought it up. not me. he laughed and said come on in i need to get something to drink and take my pills.
we followed him in as he took his pill a blue pill he went to the rest room and came back out in shorts. and said i knew you was gay even back then and i started to make a move on you.
i would have loved to fuck a young white boy back then. then he said in 82 years its only been in one pussy and that was from a dare back in his collage days.
so i told him here is the deal if it will get hard you can have any of her holes or mine. he laughed and said hey now i'm only good for one time and its been years since hes topped anyone. Rachel didn't even ask she stood walked over to his chair and reached and pulled his shorts down the gasp and turned to me and said you going to have to wait this black monster is going in me today. she could barley get it in her mouth maybe 2 inchs it was so fat. i ask just how large will it get. he said in his younger days it would make 12 inches but now maybe 10 1/2 or 11 if he really gets turned on. so i reached over and started undressing her and she is 5 foot nothing 90 pounds maybe a small B cup tits. and it took some work but he started getting hard so i went down on her and got her pussy all wet. when i thought she was wet enough i told her to have a seat. then we moved to the bed room and he didn't hit the bed good and she was on top of him and i had ahold of his dick and let me tell you its a monster. the second i saw the head slid in and she lost her breath i pushed her down on it .
with in 5 seconds of the head slipping in he was balls deep in her. she couldnt breath so i leaned in and gave her a little mouth to mouth. and he said damn she was TIGHT. i almost laughed because she loose to me. i told him how is his 2nd peice of pussy and and he said he might go straight if they all this tight. i laughed and siaid not before i gt my turn on it. and he laughed. by this time she was riding that monster for all she could. and i told him dont cum in her because i want it. she said nope you can lick me clean but hes going to fill me up. so he moved her to the edge of the bed his ass almost hanging off raised his legs to put his feet on the bed and his ass hole was begging for me to toung fuck it so i leaned in and did. at this time i was still dress so i stripped real fast and i was balls deep in his ass i dont know how long i fucked him before he said hes about to cum so i picked up the padce i wanted to cum when he did. i think i came first not sure but he filled her up and she just laid there for aminute then rolled off and i licked him clean. then i rolled over between them and she set right on my face and let me tell you that monster was full of cum and i didn't stopped until she was cleaned out good. then he leaned down and cleaned my dick up.
i bought the car anywyays so i will have a excuse to go back over there this week . because its my turn to get to ride that monster because it will be the largest either of us has ever had.
and she told me she wants it in her ass next time. but i'm thinking of forgetting the paper work so i will have to go back again and again.

My first introduction to voyeurism was about 25 years ago on holiday; I was in my early thirties. I had always enjoyed watching women on the beach topless. In the hotel pool changing room I noticed two small holes had been strategically drilled into a cubical wall. One was at chest height, the other just below waist level. I was curious and took a look, both spy holes provided a surprisingly wide view of the next cubicle. I decided to wait and see if anyone came to use it. After a few minutes I heard footsteps, I opened my cubicle door slightly to see who was coming. I was slightly disappointed at first as a woman in her mid 50s, who I had seen earlier on the poolside in a rather conservative red two piece costume, approached. She looked rather ordinary with curly permed hair and a rather plain complexion. I had hoped it would be a pretty younger girl. However, my disappointment soon disappeared and my heart began to race. I removed my swimming trunks to allow my cock some room to expand as it had already become erect in anticipation of what I was about to see.

Through the top spy hole I had a fantastic, front on view, of her sturdy read swimsuit top, the cups fully covering her breasts. She reached behind and undid the clasp allowing her ample (DD cup) breasts to spill out right in front of my eyes. As I was only a few inches away from her giant breasts I could see clearly the contours of her huge pink areola and erect nipples. She was obviously not into topless sun bathing as I could clearly see her tan lines, it excited me to think I was seeing something so private. Her copious breasts hung like great bells, dangling as she bent over and moved about, the blue veins in her breasts pulsating. As she started to dry her upper body she turned slightly giving me a profile view of her lifting her sizeable breasts, one by one, to dry underneath. Once dry she faced me again and started to rub body lotion all over her big breasts and upper body before putting on her substantial white bra. Firstly, she attached the clasp at the front, turning the bra around to position it over her bulky titties. One at a time she put the straps over her shoulders and carefully manoeuvred her mammarys into the cups and made them comfortable. Part two was about to start and my cock was ready to explode.

The view through the lower hole was equally advantageous as I had a full frontal view of her red pants, plump thighs and chubby belly. Beside the pool she held her belly in, but in the privacy of her cubical she had let it out unaware that anybody could see it. Whilst I had seen mature women on the beach topless I had never seen any woman in her fifties naked from the waist down. I did not have to wait long. She put her hands on either side of her pants and began to pull them down. First of all she pulled them down over her hips exposing more of her pot belly, and then rolled them down her thighs and took them off exposing her most enormous black bush; I had never seen such an expanse of pubic hair in my life!

As she was standing facing me, only a few inches away, I had a great view of her naked lower body and was able to examine it in detail while she continued to dry herself. Her belly was fully exposed now and I had a close up view of her stretch marks and other blemishes. Her pubic hair had obviously never been shaved; it covered the entire area between her legs and extended a little way down the inner aspect of her thighs. It also came up above her bikini line to about an inch below her belly button. Her large red pants had covered this area but now this vast expanse of hair was exposed for me alone to observe for my sexual pleasure. As this area was so thickly covered with hair I was unable to see her labia or any other part of her vulva.

Then she started to dry her feet, she put her foot on the small seat in front of her causing her legs and pubic hair to part. The lips of her wet pink labia protruded from within her bush as she put each foot on the seat, in turn, to dry them, giving me a further look at her most private of parts. She then crouched slightly so that she could dry her minge this time exposing her rather large clitoris as she gently dried her pussy.

Finally, she turned and bent over to get something out of her bag behind her. I got a great view of her big sexy ass. Then, prior to pulling on her large white granny pants and white dress, to my complete shock and surprise she started to brush her thick black pubic hair with her hair brush, this was too much for me!. My cock exploded � I never thought I would stop ejaculating. Finally it was all over.

I saw her in the bar that evening with her daughter and son-in-law. Little did she know, when I said good evening, that I had masturbated while observing her mature unclothed body for my most basic sexual gratification. I had seen her completely stripped naked at such close quarters and had such a personal knowledge of her bare body and especially her very private parts. I felt I had been intimate with her without her knowledge.

Has anyone else spied on naked women at the pool?

looking for a video similar to this one with a younger white girl. http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=feet+bus&view=detail&mid=9563760BCD4AD3800C019563760BCD4AD3800C01&first=81&FORM=NVPFVR

The natural order of things: Nigger bitch worshipping white chick's feet

I hope there are some perverted men reading this who like thinking about the same things that I do. I have a fantasy of finding a boy online who is barely eighteen (like just turned eighteen last week). He's thin and very petite, either white, asian, or latin, around 5'5 and not weighing more than 120 pounds. He would tell me that he has never touched another man before, but thinks about letting an older guy play with his body however he wanted. I would instruct the eighteen year old to shave his body from his face to his feet so he was perfectly smooth, then have him tell his parents that he is going to spend the night at one of his high school friend's homes. He would instead drive directly to the hotel as I have instructed, park and come to the correct room. He would tie a blindfold tightly around his eyes, then knock lightly on the door. I answer quickly and drag him inside, then spin him around and tightly handcuff him behind his back.

What else would you do if you had a willing, handcuffed and blindfolded petite little eighteen year old boy kneeling at your feet in a hotel room?

I couldn’t believe my luck. Sometimes I drive around at night looking for cute girls to flash my dick to. I usually drive with just a t-shirt on so I can freely stroke my dick and keep it hard. I like to drive around a beach area that’s popular with tourists but many times I can drive around for hours and never find anyone to flash.

This night I’d been driving for over half an hour and spotted 3 people walking away from the beach and towards a residential area. I’d been sitting at a red light and watched them for a minute. One of them was a skinny guy and the other two were very cute girls. Both girls had long brown hair, one was wearing white shorts and the other had on jean shorts. The one in the white shorts had a t-shirt tucked in and the other wore a shirt that left her flat stomach visible and both of them had nice, thin fit bodies with cute little asses. I was very excited to see them so I quickly turned, drove past them by 3 blocks, turned right at the corner and stopped my car behind some shrubs after a few feet. The area was not well lit and very quiet since it was just before midnight. I got out of my car, pulled off my t-shirt, put on a hat and peeked around the corner of the shrubs to see if they were still walking my way. They were still headed my way and were walking down the middle of the road since there was no traffic. I was very nervous but excited and walked to the middle of the intersection, into the light from the street light and faced them with my cock in my hand. They were about a block and a half from me at this point and after a few more steps they finally noticed me. They just stopped right there and watched me for a couple of seconds. I heard one girl laugh and the guy just gave me a “wtf” shrug as they stood there. I continued to stand there and masturbate for what seemed like minutes but was actually seconds while they looked at me. I couldn’t risk any more time so I jumped in my car and drove a few miles to a spot where I’ve jerked off before and finished myself off with one of the biggest orgasms I’ve ever had.

I was shopping with my wife and walked by a sexy piece of swimwear that she commented she liked. Normally I wouldn’t care what she said but this was a particularly revealing one/piece suit that showed far more skin than her selfconcious self would usually choose. I grabbed a medium thinking she would tell me nevermind it it would be too small on her (she has a big white girl ass 32 waist 40 ass with pretty ravaged A-Cup Tittities) side note: she has these nips that stick out a solid quarter inch when aroused. She loves clamps so it kinda makes up for the lack of tits. Shockingly to me she is ok with the medium and it goes in the cart. On the way home she checks and sees that it was $60. I told her i didn’t care what it cost but I wanted her to try it on for me if it was worth it. I forgot all about it. Later that evening she was showering and I hung it on the shower rail for her. She pulled it in the shower and slipped it on her wet body. To both our surprise it fit like a glove. Her soft body was shaped perfectly in the suit and her fat ass jiggled as she excitedly did a spin for me. I knew it would be a good night for me at that moment. We’d been drinking so she was in a drunk enough mood to indulge me when I asked “I’m not sure if it’s a perfect fit, can you turn around and bend over for me?” She confidently spun around did a look around at her plump rear end slapped it once and bent over to touch her toes. I didn’t even ask her if she was in the mood I knew it right then. With her bend over touching her toes ass facing me I walked up and gave one of the hardest spanks I’ve ever given to her. I slip my hand under the one piece and could feel her gushing pussy ready for me. I knew it-she was mine. I told her to stand up and face me. She did and then got on her knees to suck my cock. Truth is she sucks at giving head so I told her that. I said “if you like this suit and you want to keep it, earn it. You know I don’t want your blowjobs I want your ass now bend back over.” Like a good little girl she stood up and did the same twirl as earlier and bent over touch her toes But this time put her hands down in front of her feet bracing on all fours. She’s a tall broad so I just slid the suit to the side and slipped right in her soaking wet pussy. She came so fast and so hard as I held her wide hips and her headed bumped against the tub wall. I slipped out my dick told her to drop her suit to the floor and spread her ass. Again like the obedient wife she is she complied. I hocked loogir right into the eye of her butthole and rather gently slid my way in. I wanted her to keep complying. Now it was my turn to cum. I went to deep too fast and she pulled forward ending up stomach down on the floor of the bathroom. I could only grab her hair to pull for a minute before nodding deep in her butt. As I backed up to see if come drained out She put her middle finger in her butt did a squat And I watched it drip onto the floor a brownish white mess. I told her she could keep the swimsuit and passed a towel.

Kittikat's 7th Photo Session: 3 Day Roadtrip
Part 1 of 3

Preface:

During many previous modeling sessions with Kittikat, there were times to chat about topics and sometimes to fool around. On a few times she remarked that she hardly EVER could have an orgasm. That it would take way too long to "get her off". As normal modeling sessions were only timed for "photo shooting", I did not have time to commit to actual full personal pleasure. At least this 3 day session held a hope to have some free time to test her words!
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THREE DAY ROADTRIP

The drive down was long but a real pleasure. I almost thought that I would be driving alone but she showed up at the meeting place just 5 minutes late. She was all in a panic with thoughts that I had left already. A good sign that she was willing to enjoy the weekend together. She was dropped off by a car load of friends and they left right away.

As it was, Kittikat had planned to fly out to Ohio on business and wanted to schedule a flight out of a major city. Living in the Northeast, connecting flights made the costs higher. So when I asked if she wanted to do a weekend photo session near a major city, she was happy to arrange it. Our plan was to have me drive her south Friday night, shoot photos on Saturday, and then drive her to the local airport Sunday morning.

I myself had other business going south, but could manage to do both. Being late in March, the roads were clear of problems and traffic. For me to have a beautiful companion for a long trip was heaven. Our previous photo session was almost a year ago, so we had all the time to catch up.

Hours later and many rest stops made, we reached the hotel just after midnight. We unloaded our gear and placed our refreshments in the mini refrigerator. Wanted to unwind and also set the pace for events, I started the water in the 2 person tub. Back in the bedroom, I pulled out the paperwork and tape measure, saying "time for updating your measurements". I told her to strip to her underwear. Taking the measurements, I wrote them down and filed it away. Kittikat then finished undressing and entered the bathroom. I then entered as she was getting ready to climb in. I told her that we could share the tub as it was big enough, so I removed my remaining clothes and sat next to her. As I reached out to touch her breast, she remarked that she just wants to soak and not start anything right then. Fine with me as I was also not up to full speed yet.

Exiting the tub, we went to the bed area where I started to show her some outfits. Talking and cracking open a few bottles, helped to get her turned on. She opened her case and modeled a long sheer night gown for me. After a short time, she said she wanted to get some snacks from the hotel lobby machine. I said "don't you want to change?" and she replied "I can just go like this!". So off she went and 5 minutes later, returned with a couple items. (She has balls!)

By that time it was almost 3am, we were both wide awake. So I told her to strip and we could do some photos for fun. As she was taking the night gown off, I asked if she brought a pair of panties to model and then give to me as a present? She said yes, pulled it from her bag a slipped them on. Wanting to get them wet, I pulled out a few items to add to the panties. While she was getting snacks, I had unpacked the leather items. I set them out on the bed and asked her to turn around. I hooked the leather collar around her neck and adjusted her hair into a ponytail. Then the leather cuffs on her wrists, and a leather belt with metal rings at her waist. Hooking the cuffs behind her back after standing her on the bed. She still had her fancy earrings on from modeling the night gown. To top off the look, I had her open her mouth, as I inserted a red ball gag and fastened it behind her head. Shooting a few photos, I posed her and moved her around.

After posing her and showing her which way to look, I ran my hand down her chest. Lightly touching her nipples and then down to her crotch. Firmly rubbing her mound, I worked a finger into her lips. She held the pose as I got them wet.

Pulling her panties down a bit on her butt, then in the front, and then all the way down. All the time keeping her nipples hard, tight pinch on one and then both. Removing the panty from about her feet, I helped her get into the knelling position. More photos and then I lowered her face down on the bed, facing the side for closeup shots. Rolling her onto her stomach, I spread her legs to get a straight on pussy ass shot.

Her lips were stuck together so I had the pleasure of wetting my finger and thumb to spread them. Rubbing her clit also in the process, and then tasting my fingers. With my finger good and wet, I slid it into her vagina and moved it around to open her inner lips. Again no protest. Moving to her chest area, I used my wet finger and thumb to roll her nipple a little. A low moan came from her throat.

I wanted to see how she liked the bondage action, so I went to remove the ball gag, but she was able to spit it out on her own. She had played along nicely. Unhooking the wrist cuffs, she brought her arms around and stretched. With her all smiles, I took a couple photos and then replaced the ball gag into her mouth. A few more photos and she spit it out again.

It was almost 4am and we needed some rest to function in the second part of that morning. Kittikat slipped into bed nude, and I spooned behind the same way. I held her in my arms and she fell into dreamland quickly. I on the other hand was beyond happiness and wide awake. For me, it was a point in time that I wanted to last FOREVER. Feeling her breathing, my dick warm in her crack, and her back in my chest. Every touching part was in Bliss. By 8am, I had to wash up and leave for an appointment. I had zero zzzz's but was functioning on pure adrenaline.

I returned to the room at 11:00am with food, to find her still in the same position. After packing up my equipment, I ended up returning to bed to hold her once more. Oh, Heaven once more.

At 11:15am, I had kittikat wake as we had to check out. She told me that she had not been able to rest like that in a long time. She dressed fast and we loaded up the car. We only had one night at that hotel and had planned a second night at a different one. Switching hotels had a few reasons, most of which was in not knowing if Kittikat would actually show up for the trip.

Driving a few miles up the road, we checked into the new hotel. As I unloaded the equipment and bags, she took a shower. I finished the setup and set out our meals with drinks. As I heard the water shut off, I entered the bathroom, camera in hand.

All smiles, she posed as she dried off. Seated back in the bedroom table area, we opened our food wrappers.

The food seemed to disappear quickly. Kittikat sat in just a towel and all I could think about was doing more photos of her. As she smoked and checked her phone, I cleaned up the papers from the meal. She placed her laptop computer on the table and checked her emails. I asked her if she uploaded the photos she had done at a studio yet? She then said that she had them on a photo site and would show me. I asked her if she wanted me to upload her last modeling session with me to that site too, as I had the disk with me? Then she thought about it and said she would. I told her I could do it sometime this weekend, so she gave me the password to do it later. So also said that I could copy off her studio shots too then.

We looked through her studio shots and they gave me some ideas. She then asked what shall we do next? I had her remove the towel and sit on the bed. Turning on the studio lights, I posed her and took shots.

Many positions, all nudes, and then I wanted to get to the real action. I handed her a rubber dildo of a dick. She took it but said that she did not want to insert it. So I told her to position it so it just looks like she is using it. A few photos later and I wondered if she will touch the real thing later?

Wow, how I hope my dick will get into that.

Looking at the time, I saw it was 3pm and we had been goofing around for some time now.

I told Kittikat to lay on her back so that we can do a few photos. When she was comfortable, I started to place the Leather Gag around the back of her head. She had a sly smile as I finished up by placing the Ring Gag in her open mouth and strapping it behind her raised head. I was getting very warm so I removed the last of my clothes saying "I may as well be comfortable too". I posed her on the bed with me standing over her taking pics, I could see her looking at my dick. I said to her that I was standing over her like this a couple sessions ago and you asked if I was going to fuck you? Well back then it was just for photos, now may be something different!

I then stepped off the bed, then stood above her head and started to direct my dick to her open mouth. At first her gaze was at my balls but then shifted to me eyes. No objections or words spoken thru the ring gag, she was silently watching. First into my eyes, then my dick, and then focusing in the distance. As my dick got closer to her lips, her eyes closed. My camera was at my outstretched arm clicking shot after shot. Her face had a look like she was ready to take all the Cum I could shoot, but again I held back. Somewhat I wanted to see if she would act on her own, but she was being fully Submissive. My dick was resting on her open lips and she made no protest. I slowly slid my dick across her upper lip, teasing her. That was such a turn on and yet I knew I had to stop. If the head entered her mouth, I would have to go all the way. Stepping back, I removed the ring gag. I leaned down and gave her an open mouth kiss. I think that made for a better ending, for now.

To calm myself down, I posed her again in the leather waist belt, cuffs, and ball gag. Various poses on the bed, that lead to my next idea. I positioned her on her side, facing the foot of the bed. Removing the Ball Gag and unhooking the wrist cuffs from the waist belt, I had her move closer to the foot of the bed. I then stood at her face and told her to hold my dick. Giving me a Sly Look, she reached out and took hold of it lightly. I told her to squeeze the base and aim it towards her face. She squeezed the base and I felt it filling with blood. Reaching my right hand out, I pulled at the back of her head. I held the camera out at arms length and shot a few selfies as her face got closer. There was no resistance to my guidance.

I told her to open her mouth, as I drew her head closer. She looked up into my eyes, closed her eyes and then drew it between her lips. Photo after photo, I prayed that I was shooting straight. Holding her head loosely, I waited to see if she would take over, but she did not. Neither did she pull away. She just waited to be told what to do. I wanted to cum right then, but I had so much to try next that I did not want to blow a load too soon.

Touching the side of her head and placing my thumb on her forehead, I tilted her head back and she opened her eyes. I told her that we needed to get dressed to go out for a normal dinner. So we dressed, and she stood topless at the mirror doing her makeup. Grabbing my camera, I got some good mirror shots.

Exit the motel, go to restaurant for a nice dinner and chatting. All the time all I could see was my dick in her mouth.
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Kittikat's 7th Photo Session: Fun Break Time
Our Second Day

The best part of a full weekend photo shoot out of town, is when it is time to relax and have some fun. After washing up, we headed out for a nice dinner. The restaurant was nice and we had a couple drinks. After that we stopped at a Liquor Store for some bottled drinks to take back to the hotel. Kittikat wanted a bottle of Gray Goose Vodka so I got a small bottle for her. Our next stop was a local convenience store for snacks. She wanted to wait in the car so I did a quick run in. When I exited the store, I saw a large guy leaning in my passenger window talking to Kittikat. It was clear he was hitting on her and she was being receptive to the stranger's advances. I got into my driver's side and started the car. The guy was still leaning in the open window asking to party with us. She started to answer him "that sounds great", but I put the car in gear and said "we got plans". There was no way in Hell that I was going to share her with a stranger! Making a direct route back to the hotel, I was a little pissed off, but I did understand that she was just getting into "Party Mode" and it should be to my advantage anyway.

Returning to the room, we placed the beverages in the mini-refrigerator. Kittikat wanted to make a drink with the Vodka, so I just opened one of the premixed bottle drinks for myself. I turned on the TV's music channels and set it low for the background mood.

As we relaxed, we talked about all kinds of things. Our interests, hopes, and plans. At times she would open up and even cry a little. Pausing our talk, she said she wanted to call home. She then called her mother, that was watching her son, to see how he was doing. Getting a little emotional on the phone, I could see she had other issues going on. She told her mom she was with a friend till getting her flight out. She ended the call still a little emotional.

She then wanted to call her boss about some issues but I told her she was a bit emotional for that, plus it was late. But she was headstrong and I just let her do what she wanted. Another short call, a little crying, and I have no idea what is up, but I just sit and have a drink. She hung up, dried her eyes, and washed her face in the bathroom. I think the water cleared her head a little. She then said we should do so photos to change the mood.

I told Kittikat to undress and change into a couple of the outfits that SHE had brought, so that we could do a few photos. When she was naked, I had her wait as I sucked her nipples. I told her that I could not ignore them and she laughed. The first outfit she had on top in her bag was the black sheer/stripped long night gown so I said to do that one first. After slipping it on, we shot a few poses around the room.

As she was posing on the bed, I had here start to hike up the hem and show her pussy. Kneeling on the bed, I had her start to rub herself for a few masturbation shots. I stopped shooting few a time to enjoy watching her get into it.

She stopped before getting off herself, and then removed the outfit. Placing it on the chair, she asked if I had something to model as well? I pulled out a 2 piece bra/panty set that was light violet lace. After putting them on, she went to the bed and started poses in an erotic manor. I think that she wanted me to have her continue self pleasuring. I then figured that I better get a few more types of outfits done SOON. I showed her a black and fuchsia dress, a night club style, and had her try it on next. She started posing from a standing position on the bed, but soon laid down and started to look into my eyes with a hungry look.

I told her to start to rub herself again, and she went right to it. I just kept shooting as she stroked away, looking at me at times waiting for me to say more.

I watched her rub for a few minutes and then she slowed down. I had her remove the dress, shot a few more, and then asked her for another outfit which she had brought. I jumped off the bed with a little energy and showed me a sexy 2 piece nightie, sheer black with a small flower at one nipple. After putting it on, she got on the bed and reached for her bottle. Posing with the bottle, giving a "thumbs-up", you could see she was having fun. A few more erotic poses and then she laid down, her hand going right to her pussy. I told her to kneel on the bed and start to slip her top off. She knelt with her legs WIDE spread, pulled the top off, and quickly took off the bottoms as well. Her hair was showing signs of sweating and removing clothes was not cooling her down yet. Setting the outfit on the bed, she again knelt with WIDE spread legs and her hand went again into her pussy. The angle I was at, I could see her driving 2 fingers into herself. She was really looking for relief.

Lightning fast, her hand took over and she was in full gear. The sounds coming from her pussy were the sweet sound of juices flowing.

When I stopped shooting pics, she sat back on the bed. I took her wet fingers and sucked them into my mouth. They tasted so good that I wanted to taste from her source. "Soon" I thought to myself, "very soon". She looked excited, but I could tell that she still needed to go over the edge. She had told me many times that she had a hard time actually cumming and that it takes a long build up for her to do it. So I took a little break and told her how great the pics looked so far. Hearing that she wanted to see them, I hit the camera to "play" and handed it to her, telling her to scroll using the wheel. As she began looking, I saw her open legs and wet pussy starring at me. I then said "what the hell" and drove my face into her pussy. My arms spread her thighs wider without any resistance.

Quickly she laid my camera down, leaned back on her elbows, and threw her head back. This was what she was waiting for. I ate her like a mad creature. Her hands were gripping the bed sheets and pulling hard as her head went side to side. I was in heaven as I ate her and reached up to squeeze for nipples. Rolling them in my thumb and finger, they were rock hard. I moved the other hand down to finger her pussy, shoving in two fingers. She started to lift her hips up, so wrapping both of my arms under her thighs, I held her legs down. Her waist shot up at times but I still held her firm so that I rose up eating at the same time. Working my tongue around her clit like a straw, I sucked her hard and drank all the juices she threw at me. At that point she went into a loud orgasm, and she grabbed the back of my head. Half pushing me off and half holding me in place. I worked my head side to side as I sucked her clit hard. At times lightly biting her lips and then fucking her with my tongue. Her orgasm seamed to go on and on, till she finally released my head. With eyes open, she was panting, watching to see what I would do next. I kept my head right at her pussy kissing and lightly sucking.

As her panting slowed down, I timed my eating to her erratic contractions. I did not stop but pressed into her. Her eyes opened, smiled, and was breathing hard again. We made eye contact and then I said "here we go again". I dove into her again and this time I used one free hand to 4-finger fuck her as I ate her. By leaning my upper body on her one leg, my arm still wrapped under it, I was able to again hold her hips down on the bed. I had all 4 fingers fucking her as I tried to actually fist her as I ate her. The speed of the ramming into her quickly made her go over the top again. The sound of "AHHHHHHH" came from her mouth and I could only see the whites of her eyes. After that she held up her hands in surrender so I knew not to try for 3 times yet. Once she was done, I removed myself from her as she was panting hard. I smiled a crooked smile at her and said "there is no deigning YOU CAME TWICE". My left hand was soaked as was my face. I slid up the bed and we French kissed for some time. All of her juices were fed right back into her mouth. I had started to squeeze her hard nipples as we kissed, and then I stopped to suck them for a time. Biting softly was so much fun for me, seeing the bliss in her eyes as I did.

At times, I would grind my dick against her wet pussy. I loved teasing her.

I got up and took a drink. I then returned to the bed and laid on my back. Kittikat got up and took a drink herself. She went to her bag and took out a strip of 3 condoms. Breaking them apart, she placed each across the top of the bed headboard and then laid next to me. There were no more words spoken, it was like everything was said in Actions. Leaning over me she kissed my chest and sucked on my nipple. She was facing my erection as she held it upright and touched the precum on it's head. I could see that she was thinking of sucking me off next so I pulled her up and we kissed open mouthed till her lips were super puffy. Driving my tongue into her mouth, she sucked it hard as if it was my dick. Pausing to catch her breath, she then placed her arm over my chest and she held onto me. Lifting herself up, she moved down my body and looked at my dick. I could see she wanted to do something for me, but wanted me to direct her. Maybe she was considering "Bareback or covered?" Looking directly into my eyes, she lifted up and straddled me in a Cowgirl position, all the while holding eye contact. She had decided that she was going for a full fuck.

As she sat on me, she placed my dick into her wet clit gap. She ground her clit head into my dickhead and slid back and forth. At times my cock-head would pop into her, but she gave no reaction, just starring into my eyes. She leaned down and rubbed her breasts into my chest as she moved her hips. Lifting up on her arms, she continued her hip's motions, sliding only my dickhead into her pussy.

What a great feeling, I was being ridden "bareback" and this was not fucking, but was slow hot passion. I reached up and held her breasts, as I squeezed her nipples hard. Her juices were soaking me as she rode in a steady pace for about 5 minutes. She closed her eyes, held still for a second, and then lifted up. Turning around, she was now in a Reverse Cowgirl position. I reached down and with my thumb, lifted the erection to a 90 degree angle upwards. As she was pressing down again, she was inserting my dick head inside her.

She held only the head in there and rocked her body. As she did this, I placed my thumb along her pussy lips getting it soaked. Using both hands, I spread her butt wide. Then driving my thumb into her ass, I could feel her pussy tighten around my head. At the same time, I lifted up on her downward drive, getting a full seating inside her. She paused her motions and I saw she was tightening her legs against me. It was then I felt the spasms inside her ass in time with her pussy. She was having an orgasm and trying not to show it. My adjustments may have altered her timing but she was getting the unexpected pleasure. So I let her enjoy it without my cumming in her yet.

When she had finished, she got up letting me slip out. My dick was covered in her juices. She balanced herself still knelling on the bed and then sat next to me on the bed. I had shot photos at times thru all this and when she left to go in the bathroom, I saw where her juices had dripped onto the bed. I figured that she was also checking herself in the bathroom for any load of cum that I may have silently placed into her.

I cleaned up the sheet and pulled the covers back up on the bed.

While she was in the bathroom, I kept my erection hard by squeezing at the base. As I had not cum yet, I wanted to make it last till the right time. So I opened a condom, unrolled it on my dick, and applied pressure to keep the pressure in the erection. I laid on my side, under the sheet, to hide my intentions. When she exited the bathroom, I asked her to lay next to me. I turned her so that we "spooned" with my dick in her ass crack. I had one arm under the side of her head so that I could still reach around to her breast. The other arm was free to feel all over. I held her in my arms and slowly rocked my dick thru her pussy lips from behind. She held her legs at a gap that made for an easy plowing. Arching her back, she gave me a better angle and my dick was actually entering her as we were fucking. Slow and controlled, we kept up a steady pace for about 5 minutes. My orgasm was building, so I started squeezing her nipples firm, but in a slow pace. I think she may have been half dozing off or cumming when I lost control and started to cum. I did it quietly and kept up the same pace as before. Strangely, just as my cum stopped, she jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I wondered if she detected my cumming and thought I was Bareback, thus rushing to get the cream-pie out of her. While she was gone, I removed the condom, wiped with a tissue, and placed both on the night stand (out of sight).

Returning again, she stood at the foot of the bed to take a drink. I then thanked her for making me cum in her and she then had a puzzled look. After a short pause, she said that I did not cum in her, but I then showed her the condom. Then all she did was to shake her head and say "ok".

I got out of the bed and turned a video on in the DVD player. Both of use laid back in the bed and started to watch. After 10 minutes, she curled up next to me and fell fast into dreamland. I then turned off the movie and also curled up with her.

I stirred awake and aroused a short time later to find my dick nicely warm in her butt crack. Pulling back slightly, I then reached overhead to a waiting condom wrapper. I opened it, unrolled it on my fresh "wood", and returned to my previous position. Placing my arm around her waist, I pulled her tighter. As the condom was lubricated and my dick pointed downward (with help), it nestled near one of two places. I pulled back a little and moved my hips to change my angle. Pressing my cock-head forward, I felt the resistance of an opening. Pushing a little more, the head popped in and it was held in place. It was nicely tight but the lubrication did the trick. I reached my hand up and cupped her breast. Her breathing was normal and relaxed, so I moved in and out in a slow fucking motion. It did not take long for me to lose control and pump a load into her. Just holding still and feeling it empty in her was "perfect". As it backed off, I waited and felt it lose erection. Reaching down, I held the condom in place so as not to drip and pulled out. Quietly going into the bathroom, I removed the condom and cleaned myself up a little.

Returning to bed, I found she had turned herself over and her arm laid across my side of the bed. So I laid next to her with her arm under my head, face to face and went to sleep.

Four hours later I awoke to find she was still holding on to me in her dream-state. This was one of those times that you want it to last forever. I peeled out of her arms and bed to retrieve my camera. I am so glad I have photos to remember it all so well.

End of Part 2.

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Kittikat's 7th Photo Session: Day 3/ Final
Part 3 of 3

As it was Sunday and Day 3 of our Road-trip, we had to finish up shooting and get Kittikat to the airport. Before she awoke, I had packed up some of my things.

She had given me her password to Photobucket, so that I could upload photos from our previous session. She also let me copy photos she did while on a trip, where she had studio work done. With her ID copied and signed model release done, all there was left was to do a few more outfits and then checkout.

I took my shower and let her sleep a bit longer. When I finished cleaning up and dressing, I woke her up. The first thing she did was sit on the bed and light up a cigarette. As we then chatted, I asked her how she enjoyed our late-night play time? With a puzzled look she said "nothing really happened". I smiled and said that I did not put the condoms on the bed headboard and you should notice only one is left. She did not reply to that, so I figure she wanted to just drop it.

I told her that we still have time for shooting a few outfits before leaving. I pointed them out on the chair and she inspected them.

The outfits left to shoot were a Red Lace Body Stocking, a 2 piece black sheer babydoll that unhooked in the front and had a G-string made of pearls. Final shots were topless in that same G-string. The very last modeling shot was of Kittikat sticking out her tongue at me. Typical of her.

The final packing done and car loaded, we went to the airport. I did a short side trip to the beach to try to get a few last photos, but she did not show any interest.

Asking if she was hungry, she just said no. She did not want breakfast as she would be flying and thought it better on empty stomach. At the airport, she saw the direction to go in the airport and we said goodbye. She did not look back and that was fine with me.

I later looked over the photos that she gave me a copy of and saved them to disk. My good fortune later was to do business with the owner of the photos and obtain their copyrights. I also later found others with copyrights and made deals.

(Carpe Diem)

ROUND THREE / UNEXPECTED DAY THREE

Continuation of my Minnesota adventure: May 2024 [another very long post]

To recap:
I was visiting T, my 52-year-old long-time red-haired FWB, for the first time since October 2021. In the interim, she’d had major female surgery, put on some unwanted weight due to the anti-depressant meds she’d been taking (although she still looked amazing to me), and dumped a 20-y/o lover because “he came too fast, didn’t have a decent job, and couldn’t eat pussy to save his life.” I’d made the drive from Denver to her small town, located a couple of hours southwest of the Twin Cities, with the intent of doing what we always did. That involved catching up on news since the last time we were together, taking in concerts, museums and other attractions while spending the weekend in the Twin Cities, and having sex – lots and lots of sex.

I woke up around 7:30 Tuesday morning, following another three-hour fuck session that had wrapped up around two a.m. Because T babysits her two-year-old grandson every weekday afternoon, I had only planned to sleep over for two nights and then come back for her on Friday. She was dead asleep alongside me, with the covers pulled up over her head, so I left her alone and got dressed in the living room. Her car, a Ford Focus, had been running on fumes the previous evening, so I filled it up at the nearest gas station and then stopped off at a drive-thru for a bagel. Culinary note: I asked for the bagel to be toasted, with cream cheese on the side. Who the fuck toasts a bagel without slicing it first??? Sheesh.

Anyway, I returned to her place and was having my breakfast when T came out of the bedroom and plopped down beside me. I noticed she’d put on yoga pants and a loose-fitting sweatshirt, which clearly indicated she was officially "not in the mood." She is NOT a morning person, and that includes morning sex. I offered her half my bagel, which she declined. She’s also not a breakfast person. “Are you sure you want to leave today?” T asked. “I thought we settled that on Sunday,” I replied. “I’ll be back Friday afternoon and we’ll spend the weekend in St. Paul.” She gave me one of those inscrutable looks that leave guys like me clueless. “Well, Donna is coming over for dinner. We do this every few weeks and, besides, she wants to meet you.”

Donna was one of T’s former coworkers, a tall Nordic blonde who’d succumbed to T’s bisexual charms during a blizzard in February and was apparently still infatuated with my red-haired Viking princess. “You can leave if you want,” T teased, “but you’ll miss out on a fun dinner.” Something told me that dinner wasn’t the only thing I’d miss by heading north, so I agreed to delay my drive by a day. Hey – I may be clueless when it comes to women, but I like to think I’m not an idiot!

We spent most of the day pretty much the same as on Monday, watching TV, reading, and having light-hearted conversation. After homemade bean burritos for lunch, I agreed to help her sort through her massive clothes collection that took up most of a second bedroom. It was a claustrophobic environment dominated by two huge dressers her grandparents had left to her. Piles of clothes occupied every flat surface, but the drawers were nearly empty. Our task was to divide the wardrobe up into Donate and Keep. I suggested the latter category was likely to include “fits me now” and “I hope it’ll fit again someday.” That remark earned me a not-so-playful punch on my arm, followed immediately by an offer to “kiss and make it better.”

For about two hours, I pulled out articles of clothing as T passed judgment on each item’s future. It was really humid, even with the a/c running, so she'd changed into a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants that had been cut down into shorts. Occasionally she felt compelled to try things on to see if they fit – some did, but many did not – which meant she was regularly showing me her tits while putting on blouses, and turning around to show off her lovely ass with each skirt or pair of pants we came across. There was hardly any floor space, so we were constantly bumping into each other. T was also being very tactile – stroking my arm, smacking me on the ass when I didn’t move out of her way fast enough, and delivering a series of random kisses. Finally, I got up the courage to ask about her behavior.

“You know,” I began apprehensively, “I can’t help but notice how affectionate you are. It’s like the old T has returned.” During past visits, she’d regularly initiated public displays of affection, but I never felt comfortable asking about this behavior – mostly because I didn’t want it to stop. “Why now; why me?” She froze with her hand halfway reaching for a hanger and turned to face me. “You really want to know?” she asked quietly. “Always,” I said. “I used to behave like this a lot, because I’m an affectionate person, but my actions kept getting taken the wrong way. Nearly every guy I’ve been with assumed I was coming on to them sexually, as in, I wanted to fuck them right then and there. You, on the other hand, never give me that vibe, because I know you truly care about me as a person, not just some sex object.”

I must have had a weird look on my face while trying to process what she’d said, because she stepped over the huge pile of clothes still on the floor and bumped up against me, wrapping her arms around my neck and planting a seriously hard kiss on my mouth. The phrase, “You know I adore you,” escaped my lips before I could even think about what I was saying. In return, T took half a step back and countered with, “Well, if you must know, I really DO want to fuck you, but that’ll have to wait because it’s almost time for me to go be with my grandson.” With that she giggled, pushed past me to climb out of the room, and called back in my direction as she was putting on her sneakers, “I’m watching him over at their place, because I don’t want to inflict him on you two days in a row. I’ll be back around 4:30.” And with that, she departed.

At 5:00 there was a knock on the door, so I hopped off the couch and went to answer it. T had previously texted me to say she wouldn’t be home until six o’clock but offered no further details. I opened up to greet a tall, slender woman with close-cropped blonde hair and a narrow face, carrying a grocery bag in each hand. I said, “You must be Donna,” at the same moment she said, “You must be Zac,” and we both laughed. I grabbed the bags out of her hands and took them straight to the kitchen. Since T lives in a double-wide trailer (err, “manufactured”) home, the counter was a mere three steps away. I explained that T was running late, and Donna countered with, “Yeah, she called to tell me that while I was at the Hy-Vee (the local supermarket), so I should just get dinner ready without her.” I offered to act as a backup chef, so we both did food prep. The menu included cucumber salad with onion, sliced tomatoes drizzled with olive oil, beer cheese soup, a baguette of French bread, and strawberry ice cream for dessert.

As we worked, we chatted amiably. I was curious about T’s experiences while working alongside Donna, and she confirmed that the stories I’d heard about harassment were true. “She just seems to attract asshole guys,” Donna said with conviction. Then, as she realized what she’d said, added, “Well, not you, obviously.” I laughed and countered with, “The jury might still be out on that one,” but she was quick to disagree. “Oh, no. T says you’re the sweetest guy. She told me you filled up her tank yesterday.” I couldn’t resist the double entendre. “You mean her car’s gas tank, right?” Donna burst out laughing. “Yeah – that, too.”

But before we could delve into additional semi-smutty talk, T returned and gave Donna a big hug and kiss. “Did you rope Zac into helping you with dinner?” she asked. “He volunteered and did a great job cutting up the vegetables,” she replied. I’d suggested we do the salad Hungarian style, dressed with sour cream, vinegar, and a dash of paprika. Lacking a dining table, we took our plates and bowls to the living room – five steps from the kitchen (!!) – and ate at the coffee table. I parked myself on T’s leather recliner, while the ladies sat on the couch.

After dessert, I gathered up the dishes and offered to do clean-up, to which there were no objections! While I was washing, drying and putting things away, T dragged out her cannabis paraphernalia and the two of them were soon “dabbing away.” Donna asked if they should save some for me, but T put the kibosh on that. “He’s got too much of a tolerance for pot,” T explained. “We split a tube Sunday night, and he didn’t even get high. I don’t think it affected him at all.” I chimed in with, “Well, it made me horny.” T responded with a laugh. “Geez, Zac, you’re hornier than any guy I know, so it clearly wasn’t the pot talking.” Naturally, Donna had to come back with, “So, how horny was he?” There was some whispering that followed between the two of them, and I was too far away to hear the conversation, except for the part where Donna said out loud, “How many times?” and then followed with “Oh, my god.”

I wrapped up my KP duties and started back toward my seat when T piped up with a request. “Zac, honey – can you go pick up something for us to drink? We’re too wasted to drive.” I reminded her we still had that Smirnoff swill from the night before, but T said, “Oh, I poured that out. It wasn’t very good.” That was the understatement of the week! Donna suggested a bottle of wine so, after a brief discussion of white versus red, they agreed “red” was the best choice. I grabbed my car keys and left the two of them puffing away on the couch.

The same woman who’d helped us the previous evening was back behind the counter. “How was that Smirnoff?” she asked. “Looking for another bottle?” [That's the issue with small towns; everyone knows your business!] I told her it was the worst stuff I’d tasted since that shot of vodka I’d sampled in a Bratislava grocery store decades earlier. That got a laugh out of her, and we chatted for about ten minutes about our respective overseas adventures, until I suddenly remembered why I was there. Two minutes and $15 later, I was on my way back to T’s place with what was reportedly a halfway decent bottle of California Cabernet.

As I walked into her place, the lights were off and no one was up front. I set the bottle down and slowly felt my way forward. The bedroom door was closed, and the rest of the place was nearly pitch-black. Because of the harsh Minnesota winters and the lack of decent insulation in her place, T keeps all the windows blocked year-round, because “it’s too much trouble to always be redoing them.” It’s like a goddamned cave in there; you can’t tell whether it’s day or night without opening the door and looking outside. I had my hands outstretched to aid in moving ahead, but thankfully it’s a very narrow hallway with no obstacles. I put my ear to the bedroom door but couldn’t make out any sounds. I thought about calling out, but instead I retraced my steps to the living room, stripped down to just my boxer briefs, and returned to where I’d just been standing.

As quietly as I could, I twisted the door handle and pulled the bedroom door open. The first thing I noticed was a pile of women’s clothes lying on the floor. Peeking around the corner, I saw two naked women erotically positioned and illuminated by the dim bedside lamp at the far side of the room. T was lying on her back, her thighs spread wide and the fingers of her left hand making slow circles around her clit. Donna was sitting on T’s face, grinding away, while the palms of her hands were pressed flat against the bedroom wall, since T’s double bed has no headboard. Neither woman was being particularly vocal – Donna was breathing hard, but quietly, whereas whatever sounds T was making were being directed straight into Donna’s vagina. I took off my boxers and began to stroke my cock, which was quickly at attention.

I was being quiet, but Donna turned her head and caught me out of the corner of her eye as I was standing at the side of the bed with my cock in my hand. “Guess—who’s—back?” Donna managed to announce, in between gasps for air. T mumbled something that I couldn’t understand, but Donna was apparently skilled at interpreting mouth-to-pussy speech. “She wants you to go down on her,” Donna translated, so I wasted no time climbing onto the bed and hopping to it. I pushed T’s hand aside and wrapped my lips around her little button-clit. I sucked on it hard, which really sets her off, and then I shoved two fingers deep into her pussy.

Eighteen months earlier, when T had the first of two back-to-back vaginal surgeries, she was worried they would affect her “pleasure parts,” as she called them. But for the past two nights, I was a witness that she was as orgasmic as she’d ever been. Meanwhile, Donna was raking her crotch up and down T’s mouth, and I looked up just as T took the hand she’d been using on her clit and stuck her middle finger deep into Donna’s ass. “Well, that’s an interesting turn of events,” I thought to myself. T was not a fan of anal play on herself, although she occasionally enjoyed it when I moistened my index finger and rimmed her butthole while simultaneously circling her clit with my tongue. She calls it “the double roundabout.” This was the first time I’d seen her finger-fuck another woman in the ass, although she’s never been shy about pounding a girlfriend’s other hole with her fingers. It didn’t take long for me to get T bucking and moaning, and I stayed with it until she exploded into a thigh-quivering orgasm.

After lifting myself up to catch a breath, I decided not to continue with more cunnilingus but instead mounted T, shoving my cock into her ultra-moist pussy. She made a half-hearted effort to push me away, but my 225 pounds was no match for her 140, so I stayed put. With Donna’s firm ass staring me in the face – she hadn’t dismounted from T’s face, despite already having had at least one orgasm – I balanced precariously on top of T and used my hands to grip Donna’s buttocks and spread them apart. Seconds later, she had the experience of two tongues on her, with one at each hole.

T mumbled something, with Donna apparently understanding her query, because she replied, “He’s got his tongue in my ass.” I sure did! But while focusing my attention on the shapely tush in front of me, I’d stopped fucking T and simply left my cock motionless, albeit balls-deep in her pussy. She seemed miffed by this lack of attention, because she responded by wrapping her legs around my thighs and humping up against me, fighting to attain yet another orgasm. Donna came with a grunt and a shudder, moaned, “Ohhhh, gawd!” and rolled off T’s face to collapse on the far side of the bed. Unfortunately, her unexpected dismount caused her knee to smack against the side of my head, and I think I might have lost consciousness for a few seconds. When I regained my senses, I’d rolled off T, having ended up on the same side of the bed where Donna had landed.

“Are you OK?” Donna asked, with concern in her voice. “Did I hurt you?” I pressed my hand to the spot where her knee had made contact with my skull. “No blood, no foul, I guess,” was my flippant reply, which was enough to elicit a hearty laugh from both women. It seemed like a good time to take a break, so I slid down to lie across the bottom edge of the mattress and laid my head on my outstretched arm. T said, “I think we could all use a drink,” and for once, I agreed that was a good idea. She climbed off the bed and slipped quickly into the kitchen, where we could hear her cursing because she couldn’t immediately find a corkscrew. I was torn between remaining in the bedroom and watching Donna play with her clit, which she was doing absent-mindedly, and following T into the kitchen to lend a hand with the wine. With the cry, “Zac – come here. I need you,” the decision was made for me.

I found T leaning back against the sink, the wine bottle in one hand and a fairly elaborate corkscrew device in the other. “I think I’m too high to figure this out,” she admitted, so I relieved her of both items and managed to extract the cork without damaging my hand, or my male ego. T looked absolutely delicious, nude with her pale pink nipples at full attention, her flushed skin accentuating the freckles on her chest, her red triangle down below curly and enticing, and the tang of pussy juice in the air. We stood there, wordlessly, for a few seconds – each checking out the other person’s body – until she reached out and wrapped her hand around my semi-tumescent cock. Then, she uttered a sentence any red-blooded male would love to hear in that situation: “I want to watch you fuck Donna, and then I’ll clean you both up.”

She and I have performed this act before, but the last time was old-COVID. Back in 2019, while spending a fuck-filled four-day weekend in a St. Paul Airbnb, she’d picked up a waitress at the neighborhood pastry shop. We’d gone there for breakfast two days in a row, where during each visit T got more and more flirty with the young woman behind the counter. On Day Three, after telling me to pay the bill and then scram, she somehow talked Simone into coming over to our place once her shift ended at noon. Awaiting her arrival, T told me Simone was only interested in girl-on-girl sex, which was OK with me. And true to her word, Simone showed up on time, stripped off her clothes, and dove into T’s pussy as if she hadn’t had sex in months – which turned out to be the case. I sat on the sidelines, stroking and watching, as they both worked each other into multiple orgasmic frenzies. Taking a break, T said to Simone, “I’m thinking about sucking Zac’s cock, because I love the taste of his cum, but I’d like it even better if it came dripping out of your pussy.” Simone seemed more than a bit skeptical, until T told her that I’d do her doggy-style so she didn’t have to see me fucking her, and that I’d do my best to ejaculate quickly. Given the stroke job I’d been doing on myself the previous 30 minutes, that last part wasn’t going to be a problem. Simone agreed, somewhat reluctantly, and I took her from behind – a deliciously tight 22-year-old pussy that needed only half a dozen pumps to get blasted. T fulfilled her part of the bargain and even managed to make Simone orgasm one last time as my man-jizz ended up all over T’s face and then down her throat.

On this evening, however, there was no reluctant acceptance on Donna’s part. I carried three full wine glasses into the bedroom, distributed them accordingly, and then T announced the next stage in our hours-long fuck-fest. As soon as T explained what she wanted us to do, Donna and I looked at each other and asked, nearly simultaneously, “How do you want me?” That got all three of us laughing, but T had her own idea. “Do her missionary, Zac, so the cum won’t leak out before I gobble it up.” Thankfully I wasn’t drinking from my wineglass at that moment, because I would have probably done a spit-take onto her lovely striped cotton sheets. Instead, I drained the last of the liquid and handed my glass to T, who set it down on the nightstand closest to the bedroom door. Then I dove forward to shove my face into Donna’s crotch.

I’d caught her by surprise, but she didn’t voice a single objection, instead sliding her butt forward so she could lie flat on the bed. I tongued her slit for a minute or two – she tasted really good – and then hopped up onto my knees and guided my dick into her pussy hole. Donna reached up and pushed against my shoulders. I thought she was doing that to get me off her, but she only wanted to create enough room to pull her knees up and press them against my chest. This was actually a very effective fucking position for me, because her legs acted as a sort of spring against which I could thrust and retract. She supplied at least half of the motion, and I was able to hang onto her knees for leverage instead of having to use my arms to bear the weight of my body.

We built up a good rhythm, with lots of heavy breathing on both our parts. Meanwhile, T was sitting cross-legged on her side of the bed, finger-fucking herself with an in-and-out motion that matched my own pussy pounding. Just as T said to Donna, “Don’t be surprised, but he sometimes takes a while to come,” I froze on the downstroke as my cock pumped three or four streams of cum deep into Donna’s pussy. All she said was, “Done?” and when I could only nod my head, she used her legs to push me off her while holding her ass up off the bed. T swooped in and dove for the gusto, first licking up the drops of cum that had dripped off my cock as I withdrew, and then using her fingers to dig deep for the rest of the load.

I managed to stand up at the foot of the bed, knees sagging a bit against the edge of the mattress to maintain my balance. T was really slurping up what I’d left for her, and I jacked my dick a bit as I watched. Having completed her task on Donna, T spun around and licked me clean. “Fuck, that was fun!” she exclaimed, and then guzzled down the rest of the wine in her glass.

We’d easily passed the three-hour mark, and I was exhausted. The ladies climbed off the bed and headed to the bathroom, while I flopped down onto the mattress with the aim of slipping off to dreamland. T had other ideas, however. “Hey,” she called out, which awakened me from my near-slumber. “Donna’s staying over, so you’ll have to camp out on the couch.” I began to object, but my argument fell on deaf ears. “There’s just no room, Zac. Sorry. You’ll find an extra pillow and a blanket in the room where my clothes are.” I passed Donna on my way down the hall, pillow and blanket in hand. She’d stopped off in the kitchen for a glass of water and patted me on the ass while I was setting things up on the couch. I straightened up and gave her a kiss on the cheek, but she put her hand gently on the side of my face – coincidentally, the same side where she’d kneed me earlier – and gave me a deep kiss on the lips. “I’ll see you in the morning, OK?” she whispered. I thanked her for an amazingly fun time, which got a shy smile from her before she returned to the bedroom and closed the door.

I’m sure I fell asleep within minutes of stretching out on the couch. At six-foot-zero, I had just enough room to lie on my side (my preferred sleeping position) with my knees slightly bent. Even so, my head was pressed against one arm of the couch, and my feet rested up against the other one. Many hours later – I had no idea of the time, since the windows were blocked and my iPhone was in the other room – I was awakened by something stroking my lower leg. Forgetting where I was for a moment, I imagined it was my cat, Jemima, since she rubs up against me every morning as if to say, “Hey, human. It’s time for my breakfast.” So, when I opened my eyes to see Donna perched on the edge of the couch, as naked as she’d been the night before, I regained full consciousness damned quickly.
She put her finger to her lips and motioned for me to slide over. As skinny as she was, there was still hardly any room to accommodate her lying next to me, so she ended up mostly on top, one knee between my legs, her well-trimmed crotch pressed against my hip, her breasts against my chest, and her mouth a mere inch from mine. “I know T isn’t into morning sex,” Donna said in a very low voice, “but I hear you’re quite the fan, right?” I agreed and lifted my head up so I could give her a good-morning kiss. She slipped her tongue into my mouth while reaching down and wrapping her fingers around my rapidly rising cock. “Mmm, morning wood is the best wood, don’t you agree?” she teased. She squeezed me gently, and we continued to make out as she ground her pussy against my hip bone. Once she determined I was sufficiently erect, Donna threw her leg across my body and straddled me effortlessly. “You were on top last night, so now it’s my turn,” she said. Before I could object – not that it even occurred to me to do so – she had my cock all the way inside her pussy and was rocking back and forth on it with gusto. I reached up and tugged on her small nipples, which were like rock-hard cherries, and she worked her way into two very quick and enthusiastic orgasms.
Donna climbed off after her second orgasm but recognized I hadn’t had one. She teased me a bit with her tongue on the very tip of my cock, pushing my hands away as I tried (unsuccessfully) to engage her mouth more fully. “Be a good boy and put your hands behind your head,” she instructed, “or else I’ll leave you to take matters into your own hands.” At my age, I wasn’t sure how much cum I could muster, given the prodigious amount I’d pumped into her pussy just six or seven hours earlier, but any blow job was better than no blow job. [I think I read that saying needlepointed on a pillow, once.] Donna continued to tease my twitching cock, using only her tongue and resting her hands on either side of my body for balance. She must have toyed with me like this for 10 or 15 minutes before finally relenting and taking my dick all the way into her mouth. Her tongue action continued to be amazing as she bobbed her head up and down only slightly. Still, it was enough of a turn-on for me that I managed to ooze out a bit of cum as I orgasmed. Donna gave me a pretty smile, climbed off the couch, and said she was heading to the shower. “You could probably use one, too,” she insisted, so I joined her under a thin stream of warm water and soaped up her body as she returned the favor. We didn’t get into anything more sexual, but I truly enjoyed the mutual contact.

T climbed out of her bedroom about an hour later, already dressed for the day in a t-shirt and yoga pants. Donna and I were sitting on the couch, a respectable distance away from each other, as we watched a local TV news show. T greeted each of us with a kiss and then went into the kitchen to brew herself a cup of tea. Upon her return, she squeezed in between us and stretched out her legs so her feet rested on the coffee table. Looking at each of us in turn, she asked, “So, did you two have a nice morning fuck?” Before either of us could answer, though, she leaned over and kissed Donna on the mouth. “Thanks for taking one for the team,” she giggled. “You know I’m not into old-noon dick.” I shot back, “I guess I'll set my alarm for 12:05 then.” T stuck out her tongue at me and said, “You’re leaving for St. Paul as soon as you get packed, and Donna will help me with my clothing once you leave.”

After that comeback, I had nothing more to say, so I placed my pjs and my shaving kit into my suitcase and headed for the door. T forestalled me as I passed through the kitchen and wrapped her arms around me in a sensuous hug. “I’ll see you on Friday, lover,” she breathed into my ear, and moments later I was in my car. My final, fleeting thought as I drove down Broadway toward the highway was, “Well, I think my tongue AND my cock can use the three-day break.”

Love me a thick white girl with big tits and pretty feet

Love it when my white devil sends me feet pics from work 😍

I caught my OLD daughter fucking a black guy. OK, not caught in the sense of walking in on them. But here's how it went down.
I came home from work and heard the obvious sounds of sex. Honestly, I figured it was my wife. I travel often and even though she said she's never cheated I just figured she probably does. I do when I travel. But my last trip got cancelled last minute so I didn't need to leave.
Anyway, as I walked in toward our room I realized the sounds were coming from my daughter's room. Honestly I still just figured it was my wife, and maybe she didn't want to do it in "our bed." I stood by the door and listened, and got turned on thinking about my wife with another guy. It wasn't too long after my hard-on that I started to hear my daughter's voice responding to things he was saying. I will admit I was still petty hot by this point that it was still turning me on in an odd way.

After another 6 minutes or so I heard him "finish" so I quickly left the house. I waited in my car for about 10 minutes hoping to just see who she was with as he left without embarrasing her. At that point I figured they must just be hanging out so I went inside. As I opened the door they were both in the entry way saying goodbye. That's when I got hit with the fact that the guy she was with was a tall, built, black guy. He looked a little older than her, but no more than a year or two. Definitely a highschool kid. Bigger than me though. I'm 5'8 165lbs. This guy was over 6ft and probably 180-190 and pretty muscular. Not to mention, yes I looked, large hands and feet. I'm guessing this guy was pretty well put together downstairs.

I didn't know what to say, but I also didn't know what she was going to say. She totally played it off that he was just stopping by to get some homework stuff and was leaving even though they both wreaked of sweat and sex. He had a grin (the, I just got fucked grin) but played along with it.

Ever since, I've been watching a lot of amateur videos of black college age guys with white college age girls. (and yes, there are some pretty good ones on this site). I also can't stop thinking it's my daughter and jacking off to it. Not that I'm thinking about her sexually. I don't want to have sex with her myself. But the thought of her with a black guy, just gets me.

Anyway, that's my confession. Not as "juicy" as some I've come across here. But sometimes they're not all glitz and glamor.

Heather

Heather got a ride home from her friend's mom after the
football game. The junior varsity cheerleader said goodbye to
her friend and walked down the driveway toward the back door of
her house.
She was a vibrant, budding young lady, innocent but curious
about boys. Standing about 5'5", the high school sophomore had
long brunette hair that she was wearing in two pigtails, with
bangs swept down over her forehead. Her eyes were brown, and she
had a sweet smile.
Her 34-24-30 "B"-cup measurements made her a prized commodity
among the boys at school, but she had remained pure to this point
and hung out with a friend who had similar standards.
Heather was wearing her cool-weather cheerleading uniform
that evening, which consisted of a kelly green shell top with the
word "Lions" in white script. The shell had two thin white
stripes across the shoulders and down the sides, and it was
fitted over a tight, thin white turtleneck top with an elastic
band at the midriff.
Her skirt was also kelly green, with sixteen inverted white
pleats. On her lovely, shapely legs she wore a pair of matching
kelly green kneesocks with three thin white rings around the top.
White cheerleading shoes completed the attractive outfit.
Heather walked into the house and found her mom sitting in
the living room, reading a magazine.
"Hi, mom," Heather greeted her.
"Hey, Heather, how was the game?" her mom asked.
"We won, 24-14," she responded, sitting on the nearby
loveseat.
"Good," her mom nodded. "Oh, and Greg is supposed to stop by
in just a few minutes."
Heather smiled at her mom. Greg was the man her mom had been
dating for quite a while. He was a single, wealthy doctor from
across town, handsome in Heather's eyes and almost forty.
Heather had felt it was simply a matter of time before he asked
her mom to marry him.
"You do like Greg, don't you?" her mom asked.
"Uh huh," Heather answered. "He's nice."
"Do you think he's cute?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"You know," said her mom, "he keeps telling me how cute he
thinks you are."
"Really?" Heather was rather surprised.
"Yes, he thinks you would be the perfect stepdaughter."
"Wow," said Heather. "It sounds like he wants to marry you."
"Yes, I think so, too," said her smiling mom.
"In fact," added her mom, "I was thinking about what would
help him propose to me sooner. You know - seal the deal."
Heather grinned.
"Well," her mom said, "since he thinks you're cute, maybe you
could tease him a little. You know - show off your body for
him."
"What?" asked Heather, quite surprised to be hearing this
from her mom, even though she knew her mom was quite liberal in
her attitude toward sex.
"Like looking sexy for him when he stops by. He'd like that.
And if a man is horny, he'll do almost anything. Like asking me
to marry him."
"How should I look sexy?" Heather asked, somewhat
embarrassed.
"Well, when he comes over, maybe you could sit a bit
carelessly and show him your cheerleading panties," her mom
plotted. "Maybe even rub against him a little, too."
Heather thought about it.
"It just seems so weird," Heather blurted. "You know,
putting the moves on my mom's boyfriend."
Her mom smiled and nodded.
"Heather, I can share a man, especially when he's very
wealthy."
"Well, if you think it would help, then okay," Heather
consented, just a bit uneasy about the idea.
Heather changed the conversation, but within minutes, both
she and her mom heard the slam of a car door.
"Greg's here," her mom said, as she looked out the front
window and walked to the door.
As Greg walked in and sat on the sofa next to Heather's mom,
he spotted Heather on the love seat.
"Hi, Heather," Gary said. His tie was loosened around his
neck, having come straight from his office.
"Hi," Heather responded coyly.
"You must have had a game today, huh?" he asked.
Heather simply nodded. She raised one of her kneesocked legs
and put her foot on the edge of the loveseat, as she scooted her
little cheerleading skirt higher on her thighs. She was sure
Gary could see her tight white cheerleading panties from where he
was sitting.
She noticed his eyes as he looked back at her a few seconds
later, and sure enough, they were riveted on the soft fabric
covering her teenaged pussy.
Heather smiled at him. Even though he was talking to her
mom, he was enamored by the young lady teasing him. Heather's
mom was also quick to notice his attention to her daughter.
"You like Heather, don't you?" her mom asked.
"Why, yes," he answered, trying to act professionally.
"It's okay, Gary, you can relax," her mom told him. "As a
matter of fact, I'll bet you'd even like to fuck her too, huh?"
Gary just looked at her mom, knowing what he wanted to say,
but didn't dare.
"It's okay, Gary," her mom said. "I'd wonder what was wrong
with you if you didn't."
"Well, I guess," he stammered uneasily.
"Go ahead," her mom cajoled. "Say it."
Gary gulped as he stared at the cheerleader before him.
"I'd like to fuck your daughter," he admitted.
Heather's mom looked at her daughter.
"Heather, would you like Gary to fuck you?" her mom asked.
Heather could only nod.
"And you're still a virgin, aren't you?"
Again, Heather simply nodded, somewhat embarrassed.
"Go sit next to her, Gary, and show Heather what it's like to
be a woman," her mom instructed.
Gary stood up and walked over toward Heather. His hard-on
jutted outward through his dress slacks, and both women
immediately noticed his erection for Heather.
He sat next to the high school cheerleader and put one arm
around her, while the other pulled her raised leg even further to
the side, fully exposing her white briefs.
Gary stroked her kelly green kneesock with the three white
stripes playfully, then rubbed down the length of Heather's
thigh.
"That's it," said her mom. "You can rub her pussy through
her panties, too."
Heather watched as his fingertips slid from her thigh to the
thin fabric over her mound and began caressing her soft pussy.
Heather purred softly as his fingers worked their magic on her.
They kissed softly at first, then more passionately as their
tongues intertwined.
Heather could feel his fingertips reach under the elastic
legband of her white cheerleading briefs, finding the hood of her
soft clitoris. He stroked it softly, varying the direction of
his rubbing pattern.
"Oh, Gary," Heather moaned, between kisses.
In the meantime, Heather's mom smiled. She knew there was no
way Gary could resist Heather's virginal charms.
"I think we should go up to Heather's room, don't you?" her
mom asked. "You'd be much more comfortable on the bed."
Heather smiled at Gary and slowly stood up, then took Gary's
hand and led him up the stairs to her bedroom, with her mom in
the lead.
Heather's mom pulled off the bedspread from her daughter's
bed, and then sat in Heather's chair at her school desk, just a
few feet away.
The two forbidden lovers stood next to the bed. As they
kissed again, Gary reached up under Heather's little green
cheerleading skirt.
The sixteen soft white pleats fanned out as he grasped her
cheerleading briefs and the panties beneath by the waistband and
tugged them down until they fell to Heather's ankles. She
stepped out of them, and he pushed the teenager down onto her
bed.
Surrounded by her stuffed animals, Heather watched as Gary's
head disappeared beneath the pleats of her little skirt. She
raised her knees and spread her legs apart as her mom's boyfriend
spread her pink pussy lips with his fingers and nestled his mouth
into her soft mound of pubic hair. His tongue lapped at her
clit.
Heather moaned as the friction of his taste buds glided over
her sensitive love trigger.
"Do you like it when he licks your pussy like that?" asked
her mom.
"Uh huh," Heather gasped.
"Then tell him."
"Oh, Gary," groaned Heather. "Keep licking my pussy."
Gary was only too happy to comply. After a few minutes of
tongue swirls and strokes, he slowly slid a finger between
Heather's pussy lips and gently pushed it inside.
"Oh, God!" gasped Heather. "That feels so good!"
Gary could feel the membrane of Heather's cherry with his
fingertip, and he carefully pushed it through. Heather grunted
as she felt him penetrate her, but the discomfort was minimal,
and soon he was pushing the full length of his finger in and out
of her love nest while licking and sucking her clit.
Suddenly, Heather's legs began trembling uncontrollably. Her
breathing intensified and she felt her body react like it never
had before.
"Oh, God!" Heather gasped. "What's happening to me?"
"Relax, dear," her mom assured. "He's giving you an orgasm.
Feels good, huh?"
Heather just smiled as a warm sensation rushed through her.
She sighed softly as Gary pulled his head back out from under her
skirt.
In the meantime, Gary's half-erect penis had grown soft.
Heather's mom was the first to notice.
"But first, Heather, before he fucks you, his cock has to get
hard. You can do that in one of two ways - you can either
massage it by stroking it with your hand, or you can give him a
blowjob. And every guy I've ever known prefers a blowjob to a
handjob."
"A blowjob, huh?" asked Heather.
"Yeah, you just put your lips around it and suck on it while
you push it back and forth in your mouth. It's just like your
mouth is acting like your pussy, except that you can use your
hand, too, while you do it."
"How do I know when to stop?" Heather inquired.
"Well, let him tell you. You want him to get nice and hard,
but if you go too long, he'll get too excited and cum in your
mouth instead."
"Cum?" Heather asked. "You mean when he shoots that gooey
white cream out of his cock?"
"Yes, dear."
Heather smiled at Gary.
"Would you like me to give you my first blowjob?" Heather
asked.
"Why, I'd be honored," he smiled.
Gary lied on the bed while Heather rolled over and positioned
herself between his legs, just as he had done to her.
Heather lifted his cock with her hand and put her lips around
it, then started her first blowjob, as her mom coached her from
the nearby chair. It took less than a minute for his cock to
harden in her sweet mouth, as her brunette pigtails bounced while
she fucked him orally. Her cheeks dimpled inward as she sucked
him stiff.
"Here's a tip, Heather," her mom suggested. "Wiggle the tip
of your tongue against the underside of his cock's head. It's
the most sensitive spot, and it drives most guys wild."
Heather pulled it out for a moment.
"Like this?" she asked, looking at Gary.
She put the head back into her mouth and flicked her tongue
all around the underside of the tip, while she stroked the length
of his prick with her hand.
"Oh, God, Heather, yeah..." Gary moaned.
"Okay, Heather, you'd better stop before you make me cum,"
Gary told her. "I'm gonna fuck you now, okay? First, I'll do it
doggy-style."
Heather laughed.
"Doggy-style?" she asked.
"Yes, just get on your hands and knees, and I'll fuck you
from behind."
Heather obeyed as he crawled in from behind her. She spread
her kneesocked legs about shoulder-width and looked back over her
shoulder as he pushed her green cheerleading skirt up high on her
tight little ass.
Gary nestled the tip of his cock against her moist pussy lips
and slowly pushed it in. The young cheerleader was able to only
take a few inches at first, but he slowly worked on her until he
was driving a full six inches into the girl.
"Your pussy is so tight, Heather," he noted. "I like that."
Heather smiled back at him, proud of herself. She looked
over at her mom, who nodded her approval as she watched her
boyfriend and intended husband fuck her teenaged cheerleader
daughter.
"How are you doing, sweetheart?" her mom asked.
"Just fine, mom."
"So how does it feel to have a guy's cock in your pussy?"
Heather just grinned.
"Really good," she simply answered, as her pigtails swayed
forward and back while Gary fucked her in her little uniform.
"Just remember, Gary," her mom said. "I don't want you
shooting off in my daughter's pussy. She isn't on birth control
yet."
"I won't," Gary promised. "Can I do it on Heather's face,
instead?"
"That's up to her," said her mom. "Heather, do you mind if
he squirts it on your face?"
Heather giggled.
"No, that's okay, I guess."
Heather loved the feeling of his cock filling her little
snatch. After several more minutes of thrusting, though, he
pulled out of her.
"Okay, Heather," he said. "Now I'm gonna do you in the
missionary position and finish off on your face, okay?"
Heather nodded.
"Just lie on your back and spread your legs wide for me," he
told her.
Heather rolled over and assumed the position. Gary lifted
her knees and kissed his way up one of her kelly green kneesocks,
then down her thigh to her pussy. Heather smiled as he pushed
her little green skirt up on her belly, fanning out the white
pleats.
As he lowered himself onto her, Heather felt his cock find
its mark, nestling between her virginal pink pussy lips. She
looked over at her smiling mom, then up at Gary.
"I'm gonna put it in, now," he told Heather.
Heather nodded, and he slowly popped the head into the
cheerleader's moist cunt. He paused briefly, then drove it in a
solid five inches, backed it out again, and then back in. With
each thrust, Gary put just a bit more into the young girl until
she was able to receive all seven inches.
As he supported himself with his strong arms, Heather looked
down and watched his fleshy spear drill into her wetness. She
had looked forward to this moment for a while, but never thought
she'd be fucking her mom's boyfriend, let alone doing it in front
of her.
"God, Heather, you're so fucking tight," he groaned.
"Is that okay?" asked the cheerleader.
"It's perfect," he told her.
The two lovers shook the bedposts as Gary drilled the girl.
Heather looked so good, decked out in her sweet uniform, as he
deflowered her. Fully dressed in her uniform without her
panties, the white pleats of her little green skirt rumpled up on
her tummy, her green kneesocks cocked wide apart with her spread
legs.
Heather could feel and hear his balls slapping her ass, as
well as the sounds of wetness from her sopping cunt. She
wondered what it would be like when he had his own orgasm.
"Aw, baby!" he exclaimed. "I'm gonna cum!"
Gary quickly pulled out and shimmied up to Heather's face.
With her pigtails spread out on the bed sheet, she smiled as she
watched him jerk his cock above her face.
"Shit!" he muttered, as he came. Spurt after spurt of frothy
white jizz geysered onto Heather's pretty face, as she closed her
eyes to keep the gooey substance out of them. Still, with her
eyes closed, she could feel his warm essence decorating her face
until it was pretty well coated. The cheerleader giggled as he
bathed her with his semen.
When she couldn't feel any more raining down on her, Heather
opened her eyes again and looked over at her mom.
"Heather, your face is a mess!" her mom teased. "How did you
like that?"
"I liked it," Heather answered.
"Open your mouth and let him feed a little of it to you. See
how it tastes," her mom suggested.
Heather opened her mouth, as Gary scooped some of the jizz
from around her lips onto the head of his cock and put in onto
her tongue, in addition to squeezing out another sticky strand of
his fluid.
It tasted quite strange to her. Not bad, but kind of a
starchy taste. She swallowed it down.
"How does it taste?" her mom inquired.
"Not bad," Heather told her. "Just different, that's all."
Gary smiled.
"Then maybe I can squirt the whole load into your mouth next
time," he said.
Heather's mom looked at him.
"What makes you think there will be a next time?" she asked.
"Because I'm gonna marry you," he said matter-of-factly.
Heather's mom grinned from ear to ear.
"Of course, you will let me fuck Heather from time to time,
won't you?" he pleaded.
"Yes, dear," her mom said. "But only if Heather wants you
to. And I'd have to get her on birth control, too."
Gary looked down at Heather, who just smiled with her face
frosted in the doctor's jizz.
"What do you think?" he asked the young cheerleader.
"I'd like that," Heather responded, with a big smile. "You
can even squirt your stuff in my mouth next time, if you'd like."

Hi guys, long time reader, first time poster.

I confess just the other day I achieved intercourse with a teenager. I wrote out how it happened for your fapping pleasure. Before the trolls arrive, I will not post pics or vids, as I enjoy banging this girl, and will not likely enjoy getting banged by Bubba if I ever got caught. Yes this is a true story.

I have changed our names to protect both of our identities.

***

I had arranged to meet Beth before the group gathering. Tonight is the youth group's Christmas banquet, and she thinks that she's coming in a bit early to get in some photographs.

Well, she is. I told her that I'd like to send some proofs to a modelling agency, and that I need a model to work with. She was flattered and more than willing to comply. Beth is a simple country girl, homeschooled. I asked her once about her schooling, if she learns about biology, physics, math, if her mom is really capable of teaching it. Turns out there's lots that she doesn't get taught.

I really wanted to know how much she knew about sex, and a general sex-education in highschool would include STDs, so I ask her if she's ever heard of chlamydia. She answers, "It's pronounced clematis, and it's a viney plant with white flowers." No sex-ed.

When she arrives, she's wearing a stunning crimson red dress. It hugs her curves. It's strapless, and shows the top of her cleavage, and shows more than half her thighs. The best part of the dress is the zipper up the front--it goes from top to bottom, and there's a zipper head on each end. She's let the heads run a couple of inches from the hem on both ends. She weighs maybe 100 pounds, this dress shows off her perfect legs and ass like nothing else.

Her blonde hair is up in a fancy kind of bun, with long strands dangling down. She isn't wearing any stockings and her legs are smooth and white, and wears a mid-calf-high leather boot, with heals. She's about 5'2" usually, with the boot maybe 5'4". For a 15 year old homeschooler, she has sex appeal down.

"Come right in!" I motion her into the studio I have set up. The studio is in the same building as the banquet, where this youth group meets. She wasn't warned, but I have three high-definition video cameras in the room--one at front, one at side, and one in the opposite corner, close to the ceiling. I intend to revisit this appointment in my mind many times, and the recorded video will help.

"So, today we're going to take a few shots and get them submitted to a modelling studio, to get their feedback on my photography technique. Ready?"

"Sure", she answers with a hesitance, "But what's the video cameras for?" She motions to the obvious cameras.

"Don't pay them any mind, they are for my own purpose. Just ignore them!" I keep cheery and focused, not gonna let this get derailed. I flick on the three high-wattage flood lamps and get some lighting going.

Beth sits on the provided couch. It's a slouchy couch that I selected exactly for that reason. She sits on it and immediately loses balance. Her arms and legs all go out to rebalance, and I get a glimpse of everything wonderful. Perfect "little girl" white cotton panties. And you know damn straight I caught a few clicks, nevermind the video.

"Whew! I almost fell right over!" She wiggles to sit upright. I get her in a few positions: upright, laying on her belly, laying on her back, standing in front of the couch, standing on the couch. A couple of favorites: I got one where she is laying on her belly, and she is facing the camera, head propped up on hands, with elbows to the floor and her knees apart and feet up towards her head. What a glorious view for the camera behind her; on the couch, laying on her back, she has her two hands almost cupping her breasts, pursed lips facing the camera, and her one leg straight and the other upright and bent. God I love her legs.

A couple of times I glimpsed her panties again, and made an "Oops!" kind of sound, so as to play innocent with her. It was obvious that it didn't *really* bother her, and she wasn't ever really embarrassed that it had happened.

Half an hour has passed and I probably have 100 photos, all very excellent. She loves the attention and follows every suggestion.

"Beth, have you ever been tanning?" She's white like my bed linens.

"No, Mom and Dad have me working the greenhouse and I don't get out to go to school, so not really."

"Your skin is very white, can we try something?" She nods. "Come sit on the couch."

I put down the camera and walk up to face her sitting on the couch, and put my hands on her calves just above her boots.

"If we rub your skin a little bit, they'll get a bit of color. Like a little bit red. Are you ticklish?" She shakes her head no.

It was a lie, that her skin should change color. There's no real truth behind it, but it was a lie based on truth: she doesn't like how white her skin is, and I want to touch her. I put my hands on her calf, right above the boot, and drag my fingertips in small circles, over her knee and up to her lower thighs.

She giggles, and doesn't protest. Her skin has changed color though, on her face; she is flushed.

I pull up her chin to look up at me standing in front of her, and do the same to her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, ears and behind the ears. When I got behind her ears, she closed her eyes and leaned in, so I took my time moving on. I tickled her hair, her neck, and moved to her shoulders. "Sit forward", I tell her.

She moves to the front edge of the couch, and I step on the couch to get behind her, then sit behind her with one leg on either side. "Now sit back." Her full weight is leaned against me, and if she knew what a hard-on was, she would feel mine pressed right against her lower back.

I continue massage tickling her shoulders, down her arms, and get back to her neck and ears. She lets out a soft moan and says "That feels really relaxing."

"And it's working too, your skin is changing color." There's no mirror for her to see, so I think she has to take my word for it. "I need to get every inch of your skin, so you're going to have to trust me." She doesn't react, or speak or flinch or anything, so I take my turn.

I casually make continuing tickle circles down her shoulders, to her collarbone, back to her neck, just beyond her collarbone. Her skin is so smooth, and without blemish, and she is totally relaxed and pressing her weight into me. Eventually I reach the hem of her dress, and am massaging her breasts. It's not a fondle or a cupping, but the same tickling. They're so tender, and they almost feel hot to the touch, but that might be in my head.

I continue to tickle up and down her chest, from hem up to neck and ears, and back down again. If she had any reason to be suspicious of foul play, it could be because I would be massaging this part of her body for 10 minutes alone. I even made sure to reach in under her dress a tiny bit, where the zipper head has been let down a bit. And when she didn't protest about that, I let slip in my fingers just under the hem of her dress, right onto her covered breasts. It's tight-fitting, so I don't insist on getting them in, just a bit of foreshadowing for her to think about.

"How are you doing?" I ask her, softly. "Mmmhmm" She responds without words, and I think she slouches a bit. I remember the camera that is facing the couch, and that it probably has a nice view of her crotch right now. OH! Her crotch..

I reach one hand down to her knee, and start massaging there, while the other tickled its way down the front of her dress. Agains she never protests that I ran my hand over her breast, over her belly, pressing in every step of the way. When both of my hands are on her knees, I start to do a drag kind of tickle, straight lines on her thighs, inside, on top, outside. And repeat, each time getting closer to the hem of her dress. Inside her thighs, on top of her thighs, outside of her thighs. Up and down. Repeat.

As I reach the hem of her dress, on my next pass I make a subtle gesture for her to part her legs, I just sort of push her knees a bit outwards. On my next trip up, I am not only inside her thighs, but reaching all the way down to the back of her thighs.

"Beth, do you still trust me?"

"Oh, yes!" She answers almost as a plea. "Put your hands on the back of my head." She reaches around, and clasps her hands on the back of my neck. At the same time I am continuing my upward travel to the hem of her dress, which has no risen because her legs are parted. Very gently, raking my fingers over the insides of her thighs I can feel the warmth that comes from the prize at the end of the road..

Then it happened, my thumbs caught the slightest glance of cotton--her panties. I almost froze it was so unexpected. I mean, I was going there, that's what I wanted, but now that I had arrived I was caught in fear.

"Are you done?" She asks. Her hands are rubbing my head, and she's almost squirming in my hands, as though to try to provoke me to continue.

"Not unless you are", I answer. She relaxes again, and sighs. She wants it.

Now, I pick up her one leg with both hands, and hook it on the outside of my knee. She complies and does her other leg for me. Now spread wide open, she leans her head on my shoulder, and for the first time I notice her breathing--it's quite heavy, she is silently panting.

So I work my way up from her knees, tickling her thighs, knowing that this time I will touch her, and there's no going back.

Every inch closer, she breathes another heavy sigh, I can feel her tensing her whole body, gripping and pulling my hair with her hands. Finally, with my thumbs, I feel the cotton again, and I rake up against it, making circles again.

Then, I hold my hands steady on either side of her panties, just millimetres from her crotch, and, holding my own breath, with my right thumb, gently press into the cotton. At first, light as a feather, and when I'm done, with enough pressure that Beth is squealing. She has never been touched like this.

I start to stroke my thumb up and down the cotton, where her pussy lips divide. It is so hot, and there is considerable friction from how wet she is. Beth is moaning with every exhale.

With the rest of my hands, I grip her under her thighs, right around to her ass, still stroking her very damp panties. She is almost pulling my hair out, writhing in ecstasy, moaning louder with every breath.

I move one hand from her thigh back to her chest, and stroke heavily her chest and neck and ear, and cup her clothed breast. I slow my stroking--I'd like to change pace, but don't want to disappoint her.

Now cupping her vagina and her breast, I just hold her tight, pressing her back against me. Breathing silently, but heavily, she finally speaks.

"Oh my God, Andrew. That is incredible. That feels so good. I don't want you to stop."

"Let's skip the banquet, eh? What do you say?" I have my eyes on the prize, and want to seal the deal. We're only a few rooms away, but nobody knows we're here, and we could stay all night. The banquet starts in about 30 minutes.

"Well.." she pauses. It's clear she wants to go.

"Ok, I tell you what. Let's stay here for a little while longer, go to the banquet, then come back. I promise you won't regret it." Beth is obviously excited.

"Andrew?" She asks. "I want more."

"Let me give it to you then." I slide out from behind her, thankful for a chance to breathe and give my own boner some space. She's now slouching right back against the couch, with her ass on the front edge.

I kneel down in front of her, and reach up her thighs, and under her (now unzipped) dress, grasping both sides of her panties at her waist. She lifts her ass a little and with a quick tug I have them at her ankles, then over her boots.

I look up and see in her full glory: perfect shapely thighs, knees slightly parted, and a perfect, swollen, parted and glistening wet pussy. She has a dirty-blonde patch of hair in a neat little V-shape above her labia, then a perfect hairless stomach.

"If you want to prove to me you're ready for this, then you'll have to leave these behind." The look of shock on her face, as a twirl her panties around my index finger, is priceless. I'm going to make this sweet innocent girl the hottest fuck toy there ever was.

She bites her bottom lip, looks up to a corner of her eye and finally nods to agree.

I can't tell you how precious a sight that is: I am knelt before her, panties in hand, her dress unzipped almost to her naval, legs slightly parted, red and swollen pussy in plain sight, sweat running down her face and hair plastered down, and now this look of mischief, of innocence lost, of lust across her face�

I rub my hands from her knees to her waist, on the outside of her thighs a few times, gradually working inwards. She's now looking into my eyes while I do it, and every time I get closer to her pussy her smile cracks even wider. Just as my hands are about to make contact, she closes her eyes and arches her back, but I stop, lean in, and blow a gentle breeze right over her swollen clitoris.

"OH GOD!" She nearly screams. Her hands reach out and behind her, looking for something to clutch.

The smell is invigorating. She has told me before about how her parents are "all-natural" eaters. She's clearly not on her period or ovulating. Just a clean, salty-sweet scent of lust.

I lay a few gentle kisses on her abdomen, then where her abs and legs meet, then a couple right up inside her thigh�

"Andrew are you going to�" She can't even finish the question.

I kiss her right on the clitoris. Then her labia. Then her pubic hair. My hands are rubbing up and down the inside of her thighs, and I lay my tongue flat across her lips and stroke up towards her clit.

"Mmmm� Oh that feels really good." Beth is moaning again with every breath. With one hand I rub her on her pubic hair, and up her belly, then under her dress until I reach her breast. To my amazement and delight, she doesn't wear a bra with this dress and I have in my hand her naked, erect nipple. Her breast is hardly bigger than a handful, a B-cup if I had to guess.

As I roll her nipple between thumb and finger, she starts jerking her body, throwing her back against the couch, then forward, legs up, then down. My other hand has now hooked a finger in between her lips, and it is soaking wet. I've been almost constantly licking and chewing her lit, and as you all know she is in an elongated state of climax.

I can tell that this wave of climax is near finished, so I start to let her down gently. My hand on her breast moves to her back, so that I'm holder her around her waist, I start licking slowly and broadly her lips and thighs, and my other hand is holder her behind her knee.

"Beth, I told you that we could make your skin look a little redder!" Her face is totally flush, and her crotch is bright red and swollen.

"Wow", is all she can muster.

Holding her tight, I move my head out of her lap, then let go, leaning up and in towards her face. She's looking into my eyes and watching me come close. Then I grab her by the back of her head, and kiss her right on her lips. She is clearly caught off guard, kissing like this is much more intimate than being orally satisfied.

She almost resists until I show her how to do it -- aha! The difference now isn't that she doesn't want it, but that up until now she has simply done as she was told, and is completely inexperienced. I kiss her top lip, her bottom lip. I lick her top lip, then kiss it again. I see her, in between kisses, licking her own lips, realizing that this is what her pussy tastes like.

I pull her chin down and her mouth open and thrust my tongue onto hers, licking her tongue, pushing and teasing it. Then a couple of gentle kisses again, and I pull back to stand upright.

If she knew to look for a boner, I'd almost be poking her in the face with it. I mean, I'm still fully clothed but holy hell this raging hard-on�

"It's time to get to the banquet if you want to make it in time." I look her in the eyes, turning off the bright, hot lights, and taking in her sweet sight.

She lazily, almost drunkenly stands up, her dress half unzipped and not even on straight anymore. Her hair is a mess, she's obviously been pulling her own hair too. She wiggles her dress and it straightens out, then she zips it fully up and fully down. Then I see her eyeing her panties I left next to the couch.

"Nuh-uh!" I exclaim. "These are mine." I hold them in my hands, and give them a big whif--just more of the same sweet smell I've come to know and love, then stuff them in my slack's back pocket.

Here we are, both of us dressed, we walk out the studio and to the banquet.

All of Beth's friends, and the teenagers I chaperone, are there. All of them all dolled up, wearing big smiles. Naturally the girls and the boys have found themselves on opposite sides of the room, looking and giggling at each other.

"Beth! You look so beautiful!" they all exclaim.

One of them, holding her hands, asks her, "There's something about you, you look different." Beth doesn't answer. "You're glowing!"

I leaned into Beth's ear and whisper, "Told you!" Then walk away, to let her be with her friends.

The next two hours are the longest two hours of my life. I still have her panties in my back pocket, and sat across the room from her; she sat with her back to me. Occasionally, she'll turn to see her friend, to chat with her, and I'll see her long, perfect legs, knowing at the end of them is my sweet, naked pussy.

To be continued...?

Sex With My Second BBW Cuz
& bi expeiment - Hot !

Enjoy ! Typed them a while back..

l, and I have been fortunate enough to possess friendly demeanour, a high sex drive, an open mind, and willing to take risks to see where they might lead. Going on 30, I've had a lot of sexual encounters over the years, and I took a page from the Fifty Shades mania, but taken a few steps further; 1) NO story I write is embellished or untrue. This is what happened. 2) I'm only interested in writing about the racy, taboo moments. I am a fairly gifted writer, as I find myself extremely aroused as I read these back!

Here are a couple of stories; one from Halloween (Last year) involving someone close to me (like a second or maybe first cou...) and a total give in to the most animalistic of sexual desire, and the lead up to it....
The other story is of a rare bisexual encounter from five years back. Enjoy and if you like please write to me (especially women with their own taboo tales!)

Here is the story, as it happened last Halloween; Nothing has changed, I only wish I had video.
God I Love Halloween.

My first cousin and I have been having sex since last Halloween... We were taking adderall, which makes you insanely horny, (im 30, she is 33, im a thin pretty boy type , she is tall, chubby, white clear smooth skin, curvy, and really open sexually)... The thought never crossed my mind a lot before, but that night just the two of us you could feel how horny we both were without stating it, and ALL I could think about was burying my cock in her sex bareback and unloading ribbon after ribbon of cum in her, the fact that she was my first cousin made it soo sexy to me in that state... I was bringing up sex as a conversation and she was eager to talk about it; we laughed how Halloween was now an adult sex holiday, and that we should be dressed slutty like everyone else! For a "laugh", I stripped down to a tight speedo bathing suit, and she slipped into a red one-piece swimsuit; we were "swimmers".... my heart was Racing and my cock literally oozing precum like a faucet... her suit was a good 2 sizes too small, exposing a lot of skin around her butt and outlining her cunt, which was driving me mental as we sat with our legs open facing each other on the couch, our bare feet touching... I made no effort to hide how hard I was, or my looking at her thick soft bare legs, red bottomed bare feet, and her camel toe, which really got my attention when the red of her suit got a little darker as a wet spot grew on her crotch...

This was such a fucking rush. I called her on her wet spot; I touched her crotch with my toes; the heat and wet I felt was like lightning, and she said okay! Like your much better! Driving her bare foot right onto my throbbing cock; she didn't move it; I was going to spurt right there...I was just SOAKED with precum, which she felt, rubbing her foot slightly across my erection, asking why my suit was so wet; I said that I don't know, the adderall is making my so stupid horny Im getting wet kinda like you! She said mmmhmmm I think you peed yourself let me see! An obvious statement to statr a strip my suit off game; I resisted tokenly, I mean cousins shouldn't be doing this, and let her pull my suit off; my shaven cock, 7 1/2 throbbing inches just bobbed out, Glistening with precum.... she stared and brought my suit up to her face, touching it and faking an omg did you cum yourself?? I said you in that suit wasn't helping...! With that, all bets were off, as she said I know this is fucking wrong but omg your cum is like pure sex.... She dove down and all inhibitions were off as she licking the thick clear sex off of my cock with both of us moaning om fucking god ;

Sex With My Second BBW Cuz
& bi expeiment - Hot !

Enjoy ! Typed them a while back..

l, and I have been fortunate enough to possess friendly demeanour, a high sex drive, an open mind, and willing to take risks to see where they might lead. Going on 30, I've had a lot of sexual encounters over the years, and I took a page from the Fifty Shades mania, but taken a few steps further; 1) NO story I write is embellished or untrue. This is what happened. 2) I'm only interested in writing about the racy, taboo moments. I am a fairly gifted writer, as I find myself extremely aroused as I read these back!

Here are a couple of stories; one from Halloween (Last year) involving someone close to me (like a second or maybe first cou...) and a total give in to the most animalistic of sexual desire, and the lead up to it....
The other story is of a rare bisexual encounter from five years back. Enjoy and if you like please write to me (especially women with their own taboo tales!)

Here is the story, as it happened last Halloween; Nothing has changed, I only wish I had video.
God I Love Halloween.

My first cousin and I have been having sex since last Halloween... We were taking adderall, which makes you insanely horny, (im 30, she is 33, im a thin pretty boy type , she is tall, chubby, white clear smooth skin, curvy, and really open sexually)... The thought never crossed my mind a lot before, but that night just the two of us you could feel how horny we both were without stating it, and ALL I could think about was burying my cock in her sex bareback and unloading ribbon after ribbon of cum in her, the fact that she was my first cousin made it soo sexy to me in that state... I was bringing up sex as a conversation and she was eager to talk about it; we laughed how Halloween was now an adult sex holiday, and that we should be dressed slutty like everyone else! For a "laugh", I stripped down to a tight speedo bathing suit, and she slipped into a red one-piece swimsuit; we were "swimmers".... my heart was Racing and my cock literally oozing precum like a faucet... her suit was a good 2 sizes too small, exposing a lot of skin around her butt and outlining her cunt, which was driving me mental as we sat with our legs open facing each other on the couch, our bare feet touching... I made no effort to hide how hard I was, or my looking at her thick soft bare legs, red bottomed bare feet, and her camel toe, which really got my attention when the red of her suit got a little darker as a wet spot grew on her crotch...

This was such a fucking rush. I called her on her wet spot; I touched her crotch with my toes; the heat and wet I felt was like lightning, and she said okay! Like your much better! Driving her bare foot right onto my throbbing cock; she didn't move it; I was going to spurt right there...I was just SOAKED with precum, which she felt, rubbing her foot slightly across my erection, asking why my suit was so wet; I said that I don't know, the adderall is making my so stupid horny Im getting wet kinda like you! She said mmmhmmm I think you peed yourself let me see! An obvious statement to statr a strip my suit off game; I resisted tokenly, I mean cousins shouldn't be doing this, and let her pull my suit off; my shaven cock, 7 1/2 throbbing inches just bobbed out, Glistening with precum.... she stared and brought my suit up to her face, touching it and faking an omg did you cum yourself?? I said you in that suit wasn't helping...! With that, all bets were off, as she said I know this is fucking wrong but omg your cum is like pure sex.... She dove down and all inhibitions were off as she licking the thick clear sex off of my cock with both of us moaning om fucking god ;

I confess i m a black bull 44 been with 5 white couples of the years, i have have slept with my co workers wife with him knowing for 2 years now. Since July this year i met a couple in their 20's husband is 28 wife is 26. They have made my sex life incredible, wife and the husband both have foot fetishes , wife likes to play with me with her feet while her and her husband masturbate. When they are done i get to fuck his wife with no strings attached, wife even wears lingerie for me mot of the time, Best part is they live 20 minutes away and i call them up pretty much whenever i want, i suffered from a back injury years ago so its hard for me to do all the work, thats no problem with them as they will do most of the work for me, i feel lucky.

My First cuck experience can be read about here

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Well, after going back forth about whether or not I want to cuck again, the wife and I decided to do it. The first time was great. The gentlemen we met was respectful, cool, and just a all around good guy. Despite some guilt I felt afterward, I came twice. It was a totally completely erotic experience. The first hand account of my initial cuck experience can be read here: https://mlos.pika777.eu.org/VBCE8CAA

So Wednesday night my wife and I were laying in bed discussing the lifestyle. We hadn't really talked about in in the 3 weeks or so since it happened. After having a chat, we decided that we would John (not his real name) a call and see if he would be down for meeting us this weekend.

So the next day (Thursday) I called him in the afternoon and left a message on his voicemail. In less than 5 minutes he returned my call. Instead of meeting at a nightclub as we did on our initial meet, we decided to meet at the hotel room directly. I called my wife and let her know that I made the arrangement for tomorrow (Friday) night.

So the next day (Friday) I come home from work and find my wife in our bedroom going through her closet looking for a outfit to wear. She wanted to wear wear casual attire while I wanted her to sex sexy. After a quick debate, she agreed to dress sexy. She wore matching Black lingerie top and bottoms. She wore a White knee high skirt with a split in it, and a pair of Black high heels. Not quite stilettos. But dam near close.

So we had dinner at 5:00 (a little earlier than normal) and decided to swing by the Walgreens near our house to grab some Lube, and some EXTRA LARGE condoms. The condoms we brought last time were regular size. And I am not bullshitting when I say that the condom covered only half of John's dick. So we grab the goodies and head straight to the hotel.

We get there at about 6:45 and park the car, book the room, and head up to the room. The room was only 2 rooms over from the room we had a few weeks ago. The rooms was nice and clean. Basic room. King size bed, out door patio, and a night stand on each side of the bed with small lamps on them.

We were abit more at ease this week that we were a few weeks ago. We been there and done that. But nonetheless I still had some butterflies. I knew I would enjoy it, but I also new negative emotions like jealousy might creep in again.
So I texted John the room number. He already knew the layout of the hotel lobby from the last time. So he knew where the lifts were etc. Anticipation was building. So much so that it sort of felt like the first time all over again. My wife and I tried to chat about whatever while waiting for John. But we just stood there in silence. We were both filled with excitement and anticipation.

After a few minutes of silence, we heard the knock on the door. John was wearing all Blue jeans and a tight Black shirt. Both As soon as he walked in, I looked at my wife. My wife COULD NOT take her eyes off of him. I was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. John walked up to me and we shook hands as he greeted me. My wife got up from the bed and walked toward us. I realized the door to our room was still open so I jumped up and closed it right quick.

M wife was already rubbing his chest as they smiled and flirted with each other. John took is shirt off and my wife continued to run her hands all over his chest and arms. Watching my wifes complete arousal turned me on and made me hard. But it still felt weird.
They started deep kissing. The kissing did not last long this time. They kissed for maybe a total of 20 seconds. My wife bent over and took off her high heels and threw them under the bed. She then undid Johns belt and pulled his underwear and pants down to his ankles. I was again completely awed by the sheer size of Johns dick. I am not gay, but a 11 inches of cock is a sight to behold when you see one face to face in the flesh. My wife held it in her hand for a few seconds and just stared at it. John then sat down in the chair next to the bed. The same chair I was sitting in when he arrived.

My wife got down on her knees and immediately started sucking the head of Johns cock. She was worshipping it. She would suck the head,, and then lick the length up and down. She would hold it up and then literally kiss it. Total worship and submission. She then pinned Johns dick to his belly and started sucking his thick black balls. She licked, she sucked, she kissed. At one point she basically had her whole face buried into his ball sack. I was sitting on a night stand just to the side of the chair where this was happening. I was rock hard, and had my cock in my hand slowly stroking. My wife was hot for John. I could tell she was excited. She tried to play cool and take it slow. But I know my wife. And she was excited.

John took off his shoes while still seated and then stood up so his pants would fall off completely. John pulled her close to him and pulled the zipper down on the back of her dress. He then slid the dress off of her completely. My wife then helped him remove her bra and he began to suck on my wifes titties. John then removed my wifes thong and backed her onto the bed.

She laid on the edge of the bed with her legs spread in the air. John leaned over on the bed, his HUGE DICK just hanging down. He leaned over and wrapped his huge arms around her torso , and then lifted her and put her further up onto the bed. The power in which he handled her turned me on. My wife was much more relaxed this time around with John. John spread my wifes legs to the point in which her calves were resting on the front of his forearms. My wife reached around and tried to guide Johns enormous 11 inch cock inside of her. She was wet, but it was not going in. I had the lube from the last time we met in a bag on the night stand. I grabbed the lube and handed it to John. He put a huge clump of lube all over his hand and worked it all over his dick.

His cock slid inside of her with little difficulty after he applied the lube. I heard my wife let out a HUGE GASP of satisfaction. In 6 years of marriage, my wife has NEVER made that sound. I was both jealous, as well as turned on by that.

John was long stroking my wife. He would pull his cock nearly all the way out with just the head staying in. And then he would slowly but steadily go back in. He would burrow all 11 inches of that Black cock inside her. His balls would rest on my wifes milky white ass cheeks momentarily before repeating the process all over again. I am not bull shitting when I say that after maybe a dozen strokes or so my wife was already wet as fuck. I was sitting hunched over DIRECTLY behind John. I put my face literally within a foot and a half of Johns balls. My wifes pussy was GRIPPING his huge Black cock. I couldn’t help myself. I pulled my cock out and started jerking off. I told myself that this time I would wait a while before I started jerking. But I couldn’t help it.

I got up and looked over John’s shoulder to see my wifes face. My wife was in her own world. Every thrust from John made her let out a groan. My wifes mouth was wide open. She was basically panting. I am not gonna lie. I was jealous that I never made her feel the way she was feeling now. I enjoyed it 100%. But I am still new to this. So seeing my wife totally surrender to this guy is still a bit intimidating to me.

I did something I did not do during our first encounter. I started talking to my wife. I asked her how it felt. I must have asked her 3 or 4 times before she replied. When she did reply she just looked at me with her mouth wide open and nodded yes.
I moved back for a better view. John was full of sweat by now. Watching my wife with legs spread wide, while taking Johns 11 inch black cock was intoxicating. I came on the floor where I was standing.
In my day to day life I don’t smoke very often. But I do like having a cigarette after sex. So I stepped out side on the patio to light up. I was probably out there for 5 minutes. When I came back in the room my wife was still on her back in the missionary position. But she now had her legs wrapped around Johns waist. John told my wife that she had a pretty face, and that he liked fucking her in the missionary position because he could see it. In less than a minute or so of me returning from the patio the action started to pick up. Both my wife and John were both groaning at this point. John let out a huge series of grunts and I could tell he was close to cumming. I laid back down in the bed behind John in a modified prone position so I could see John enter my wife from the back side. No sooner did I get there that I heard John say that he was cumming. His balls twitched uncontrollably. He came HARD!!! I was watching pure lust. The sexual energy was so intense cannot describe it.

I looked down and my cock was semi erect again. I just came less than 10 minutes or so ago. And I was hard again.
My wife had let her legs back down from John’s waist. They rested at her side. John was still inside her. He was laying on top of her resting as they were still in the missionary position. Down times like this is what bothered me on the first meet. The fucking was hot. But the cuddling made me jealous. I am not sure what other cucks think about this. Feel free to let me know.
While they were laying there my wife was running her hands up and down his back. Seeing her pale hands run the length of his shiney sweaty muscular back was erotic I will admit. They kissed for a few minutes and John got up. His dick was literally 8 inches LIMP. He pulled his condom off (Which only covered half his cock) and threw it on the Floor.
My wife sat up with her back pressed against the headboard. John went to the shower.
While John was in the shower my wife asked me if I was Okay. I told her I was.

John just finished drying off when my wife finished her cigarette. There was like 2 or 3 minutes of silence. But before I knew it John was back on the bed. John laid down on his back and my wife laid more or less on top of him. They started making out. My wife would alternate from kissing his lips, to kissing his shoulders and chest. John had her turn around so he could eat her pussy. They were in the 69 position for maybe 5 minutes tops.
My wife got up and turned around before sitting on John. She scooted her ass up and guided Johns 11 inch Black cock inside her. My wife placed her hands on John’s chest and started riding him while facing him. John brought out instincts I never seen in my wife before. For instance while my wife was riding him, she started twerking on him. After 4 years of dating, and 6 years of marriage I have NEVER seen my wife twerk. I could see my wifes vaginal juices dripping down Johns condom covered cock and she rode his dick. I had my cock in my hand and was jerking off again. I got directly behind my wife and put my face probably no more than 2 feet from her ass. I was just watching In awe at my wife’s pussy SWALLOW this 11 inch cock.

I literally saw her pussy gripping Johns dick when it was coming out. Her pussy lips were stretched to the absolute max. And the cum. My wife’s juices were just running all over his dick, his balls, the bed sheets. I mean again, I don’t regret it. But I could not help but feel a little jealous. I know with 100% certainty that I have never pleased her like this.

She then started grinding on Johns cock. Grinding hard. She was moaning very loud. It was probably no more than a minute or 2 later where she let out a series of huge gasps. I could tell that she came again. John had his huge black hands on her pale White greek ass cheeks as she rode him. His fingertips basically separated her ass cheeks, while his palms were squeezing her ass.

She was still riding him, but he pulled her closer to him from the waiste up. She was still in the riding position. But she was laying on top of John chest to chest. John did most of the work now. John was thrusting in and out of her while he was on the bottom and she lay on top of him. They didn’t stay in this position very long. They both got up and John put her on her hands and knees and started fucking her doggystyle.

My wife winced a bit on the first few strokes. She was good at taking his size in pretty much every position. But I could tell she felt doggystyle a bit harder to handle.

John took complete control of my wife. He grabbed a handful of her hair and was fucking her very hard. She would moan, she would wince, but she loved it. My wife’s pussy seemed to exist for Johns use. Watching her pale white ass cheeks jiggle every time Johns hips slammed into them was intense. Standing there with my cock in my hand I came again. For the second time. I sat down in the corner of the room for maybe 2 minutes while they fucked. I was again filled with mixed emotions. I got up and went downstairs to the lobby. Even though I had not had sex, I was thirsty as fuck. LOL!

I grabbed a bottle of pepsi and went back to the room. I had a great time as a whole. However the last bit of the night made me feel uncomfortable again. It is like I am fine with the sex. But the other cuddling and stuff like that is a little awkward for me.
So I get back to the room and they were finished with sex. Obviously John came again when I was in the lobby. I was gone for like 10 or 15 minutes bullshitting with the attendant.

So anyway, I go back in the room and my wife is laying totally on top of John. Belly to belly. She was resting her chin on his chest looking up at him. John was rubbing her whole body. Her would rub her back, then let his hands go down to her ass where he would run his middle finger up and down the length of her ass crack. Things moved pretty quickly. John got up and took a shower. My wife was till laying down. She asked me again if I was okay. I told her I was. And I was okay. I sat at the foot of the bed and could not help but notice how LOOSE my wifes pussy was. I asked her how many times she came. She told me 4 times.

John dried himself off and got dressed. My wife then went and showered up. John is a cool dude. Very polite, very friendly, and very respectful. We talked for the entire time that my wife was showering.

My wife got out of the shower and dried herself off. She walked over to John and gave him a kiss Before getting dressed herself. She had trouble zipping up the back of her dress. So she backed up into John and asked him to give her a hand with the zipper. John obliged and zipped it up for her. He gave her a ten second neck rub and went to the night stand to grab his belt.

We left the hotel separately. My wife is absolutely PARANOID that someone will see us, or even that the hotel receptionist will get suspicious. LOL!!!! So John left first. Then we left. The receptionist wasn’t there. I dropped the swipe card in the little box at the receptions desk, and went home.
My wife asked me if everything is okay. And I told her it was. And it was okay. I was happy about the night, And happy that we all met up again.

I asked her if she liked Johns huge black cock. She laughed and didn’t answer. So I asked again in a playful manner. She said that John does have a great dick. But then she said that I am the only man she loves. All in all. I think that the both cuck experiences I have had were good. We will definitely do it again. If anyone who reads this has ever cucked before, let me know how it felt for you.

I attached a pic of Johns dick

I confess , that my two feet work independently of each other. They are attached to the same person . My right foot is my white foot. Always willing to go first , to walk the extra mile , to take the path less traveled. It is ,simply, the foot I would use to put my best foot forward. My left foot , is my black foot. Doesn't want to work, so lazy it wont even wear a shoe. Always takes the path of least resistance. When I was younger , my left foot was so much faster than my right foot , that when I ran , I ran in circles. Now , my left foot is so worthless, my right foot has to drag my left foot around all day. My left foot wants to lay around in the A/C all day and have me soak it in alcohol. I confess , I would be better off with two right(white) feet.

I really need a white girl with pretty feet who would let me suck them at the same time im fuckin the shit out of them! Any takers?

I really need a white girl with pretty feet who would let me suck them at the same time im fuckin the shit out of them! Any takers?

Part of my book what you think?

Sirens could be heard off in the distance as the lights in the apartment started to flicker on and off. John and Sarah sat on the couch together in fear as they could hear the scream coming from the people outside in the streets. Neither of them could believe what has been happening. Both John and Sarah thought that zombies were only true in horror movies. Now they both know differently.

“Is this really happening?” Shivering Sarah
“It looks like it is to me,” said John,
“What do we do then?” questioned Sarah
“I don't know Sarah,” said John.

Sarah started to get closer to John and eventually started to cuddle up on the couch with him. With every scream she heard coming from the street outside she clenched him even more. The lights all shut off now and they were sitting in complete darkness. Sarah finds John extremely comforting during her hard times. He hasn't known him for too long but she could already see herself loving him forever.

“you know this could be the last night we will be with each other,” said Sarah.
“Yeah,” replied John

Sarah slowly started to inch her hand up Johns leg. She gave him a gentle kiss on the lips as they drifted off into fiery passion. She slowly unbuckled his belt while he started untying the back laces off her shirt. She pulled off his jeans. Sarah stood up from the couch and left John sitting in his boxers with his jeans around his ankles. She got down on her knees and removed his jeans fully from his legs and slowly inched herself in between them. He removed her shirt as quickly as she possibly could. She had on a pure white bra that had a clasp in the back that she left on to tease John with. John then removed his shirt as he started to get hot from Sarah teasing him so much. She then reached behind her back and unclasp her bra and she just let in fall off her body.
John couldn't believe how beautiful her perfectly round breasts were. They were perfect. Her breasts had the perfect shape to them and the nipple was the perfect size for them and they just hung there like 2 ripe little melons. Sarah face now became bright red as John stared at her breasts. She took this time to stand up and unbuckle her own belt. She slowly pulled down her pant reviling her Pink laced panties. This site turn John on so much that his erection actually started to slip through the slit in his boxers and it caught Sarah's eye.
Sarah smiled gently as she got back down on her knees and squeezed back between John's legs. She slowly leaned down while he remained motionless sitting on the couch staring at her. She grabbed his throbbing erection with her hand and slowly played with it. Moving her hand slowly up in down made John get even more turned on and started to moan a bit. She could tell that he was truly enjoying every moment of it. She stopped playing with it and grabbed the rim of his boxers with both hands and slowly pulled them off reviling his whole erection. She gently licked her lips as she slowly lowered her head down to be just millimeters away from the tip of its head.
Sarah gave the tip of his erection a gently but loving kiss that sent a shiver through his whole body. She opened her mouth a little wider and started to suck on the tip just enough to tease John more. She rubbed her tongue all over the tip while sucking on it. Doing thins caused John to release a little squirt of cum into her mouth. It was only enough to give Sarah a little taste of it and it didn't even cover all of her tongue before it went away. The small taste made her want more as she slowly put his penis deeper into her mouth. With every inch that she put deeper into her mouth John gave off a little moan.

Sarah soon had all 10 inches of his erection into her mouth and down her throat. She could barely handle it all at one time. She slowly started to move her head up and down but she didn't even need to. As Sarah was going back down to put the full ten inches full back inside of her mouth John let it all burst out. Sarah jerked back as John's cum filled her entire mouth form top to bottom. She couldn't contain all his cum in her mouth all at once and when she tried to close her mouth to swallow what she could the rest came poring out and started to drip down her chin. John's cum was thick and creamy and it slowly ran down the corners of Sarah's mouth and started to drip off her chin and onto her breasts.
She smiled at John as she stood up and reviled her pink pantie again. She wiped her mouth off but let the cum that rest on her breasts alone. She wanted to teas John just one more time before she let him get her fully. She slowly removed her panties while leaning forward just enough to hide every view of her pussy. She leaned in and gave him one more kiss which made him start to grow another erection. She decided it was time that he saw her fully and stood up. She was perfectly shaven and was as smooth as a well polished rock. She started to step in closer to him. He slowly reached out and started to rub his hand up in down on the lower part of her body teasing her and tickling her with ever motion.
She moved in and got on her knees on the couch hovering her small, clean shaven, pussy right over the top of his erection. She slowly lowered herself down and as it very slowly started to spread and separate her pussy she gave out a moan. She went further down and let his penis go further into her pussy until she couldn't fit anymore within her. She was so tight that John didn't know how long he was going to last before unloading all his cum deep within her. She bent over to give him another kiss on the lips and then whispered in his ear.

“You know you are actually my first,” Said Sarah while breathing hard into his ear.

“Really?” questioned John

“Yes,” Replied Sarah,”I actually took my own virginity.”

Just as Sarah said that she rose back up and started to move up and down on his lap. The pushing and pulling of her extremely tight pussy perfectly molded around his throbbing hard erect penis sent he breast bouncing into the air. The cum on them was now hardened and the little bit that was still wet flew off into the air. The tightness of her pussy didn't let John last too long before he unloaded into her. She could feel it slowly building up within Johns penis that was spreading her pussy lips. Within a matter of seconds John started to cum again. The cum shot inside of her pussy and made it overflow. The cum squirted out so much that it started to overflow her pussy while his penis was till deep within her and started to drip on the couch cushion.
She slowly rose up and with ever inch more of his cum rushed out. The second his penis breached her pussy lips it fell back can slapped him on his chest making more cum squeeze out. A river of hot white cum rushed out of her pussy and splashed down on top of his lap and couch cushion as his penis fell out. She slowly planted her feet back on the ground and leaned down to lick up all the cum that didn't say inside of her pussy. What has remained in her pussy slowly was dripping out like a leaky facet. She didn't want it all to leak out so she quickly slipped her pantie back on before any more could escape from within her. she then leaned over to finish cleaning all the cum off John's lap. Right after she licked up ever last drop from his lap she looked him in his eyes and kissed him on the lips. She then put her bra back on while he pulled his boxers and jean back on.
They both slipped their shirts back on at the same time and Sarah didn't ever care about putting her pants back on. With her now cum soaked panties she didn't want to soak her pants too and she just wanted to leave what was left inside her alone and not let any more squeeze though her lips. The couch was soaked by the cum that got lose so John stood up and grabbed Sarah by the hand as he led her to the bedroom. They lay down on the bed together and just before they drift away John asks Sarah a question.

“Are you scared that you may get pregnant?” asked John
“Honestly,” answered Sarah, “Not at all, I mean its the end of the world. That's the last thing I am afraid of.”

When Sarah was down answering John they both fell asleep in each others arms.

Friends GF showing of her smooth legs and dangling her flip flop from her sexy feet. Like her white toes?