Bachelor Party II
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Posted:Jun 1, 2009 9:35 pm
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Creampie / Couple / Part 2 of 2
She walked into the bedroom and woke him up. She told him she wanted him to fuck her right now.
Sleepily, he asked where she had been; she told him she had “crashed” a bachelor party and had sex with 8 men; and now she wanted him to clean her of the 8 and fuck her again.
They had role played this often; on several occasions he cleaned her up after their own love making sessions and she, though vivid description, would talk him into another hard on while he performed this chore.
Tonight she had acted upon this fantasy and now wanted to finish it with him properly. She asked if he was game; he felt the blood rushing to his dick.
She removed the red dress she was wearing; somewhere she had lost her bra, and climbed into the bed next to him. She removed her panties and held them to his face; not only did they smell of sex, they were sopping wet, she pressed them to his nose, his mouth, he could taste the comingled sex. He could faintly make out her scent as it was overpowered by the scent of men, many men. And he was forced to taste it as she was rubbing it on his lips and tongue. He was keenly aware that the wetness was both front and back; she had men seeping out of her cunt and her ass.
She pulled his head to her breast; told him to suck on her tits. He did, as he did he moistened and tasted the remains of another man. Her left breast and right nipple were covered in cum; she moved his head accordingly to clean it all up. She told him that at least 2 men had cum on her tits; one hit her tits and her mouth in one shot. He pulled an entire breast into his mouth; the nipple hitting the back of his tongue. She let out a gasp.
She pushed him down her belly; informing him of the 2 or 3 guys came across her stomach. He searched and found the dried cum. Her breathing intensified as he cleaned her here as well.
He moved further down; he hovered above her pussy. This area was still moist; he could smell with much more clarity the juices that resided here. He ran his tongue through her narrow strip of pubic hair and tasted one of her suitors; still damp. He moved his mouth down to her opening; she was oozing sex. He flitted his tongue into it; he tasted her; he tasted them. He began lapping at her pussy; the more he licked, the more fluid there seemed to be; he kept sucking and licking. She held the back of his head; pressing his face harder into her cunt; grinding her sloppy mess into his mouth. She tossed her head back as she thought of the men that had been in her pussy this evening.
She let go of his head so she could turn herself over; she presented her ass to him. It too was leaking the mixture of men she been with earlier. He ran is tongue the full length of her crease; dipping slightly into her anus as he passed over it. He returned to her asshole and more vigorously drove his tongue into her; spreading her ass cheeks with his hands to gain the best leverage. She was hot; and messy and wonderfully aromatic.
She quickly flipped over again and pulled him to her face, she wanted to taste everything he had. She kissed; and licked, and sucked his face. At this point, his cock is so fucking hard; he is grinding it against her groin; her cunt and her ass.
She reached down and placed the head of his dick against her slit; she rubbed it in the juices to get it good and wet; then allowed him to enter her. He plowed right in; she had been so opened from the activities of earlier that there was little of no resistance at this point. He placed his hands on the bed to lift his chest off of her and began to pump harder into her pussy. He looked at her rock hard nipples and alternately bit each; gently pulling as he did so. Her eyes rolled back in her head.
He kneeled straight up; grabbing her hips. He was thrusting his full length into her; her cunt was making several different, wet, sucking noises; he lifted her as he was about to cum and drove his cock as far into her pussy as he could to drop yet one more load into her tonight. He grunted when he came and she cursed as she had her umpteenth orgasm for the evening.
They rolled off of each other and before falling asleep; he told her he wanted to come to the party next time.
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Bachelor Party I
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Posted:Jun 1, 2009 10:26 am
Last Updated:Jun 1, 2009 12:02 pm
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Group Sex / Orgy
She entered the hotel suite with a very confidant air; once the men in room noticed her, the roar dulled a bit; however when she asked if she was in the right place; a cheer went up and the Bachelor party resumed with more gusto.
She was offered a drink (actually several, but only took one for now) and a seat. A few of the guys got real close real quick and she had to remind them to be gentlemen. A couple of the men (maybe one of them the Best Man?) inquired if there was anything to settle up? She told him no, it was all set and she would get started momentarily.
She asked if there was another room available as this one was very crowded (had to be at least 20 men and 1 or 2 other girls) and appeared to be party central. Yes, rooms were available as most of the men had their own rooms for the night. She told the few men gathered around her that she wouldn’t be visiting each room, but rather one room with several men at once; they agreed that this was good idea (of course).
She finished her drink (it was replaced immediately) and touched one of the men on the arm and asked if he would like to join her; he nodded yes. She did this to 7 other men; tall, short, black, white, thin, larger, young and not so young; it didn’t matter, she knew what she wanted. Once her group was assembled, she inquired which of them had a room nearby and they proceeded to go to it.
As they walked down the hall to the next hotel room; she felt the group checking her out She was about 5’6”, her hair was pulled back into a bun with a touch of gel to keep it slick and shiny. Her breasts weren’t large, B (almost C) cups; but she had the most amazingly large nipples that were right now pushing her bra away from her breasts. Her hips were full, her thighs meaty and legs looked great. She had chosen a simple dark red summer dress that fell off of one shoulder and hugged her Latin curves nicely. She knew her shapely ass was shaking the dress quite sexily as she walked. Not bad for a late 30 something she thought.
As they entered the room, one of the men attempted to introduce himself; she stopped him in mid sentence and said it wasn’t necessary as she wouldn’t be sharing her name with them; but it was cute and Gentlemanly of him to offer and she appreciated that.
As she stepped out of her dress; placing it over the chair at the desk, she got the boys attention and told them; “My Pussy, my rules; you won’t be disappointed, just do as I say. Agreed?” Yeses and even a couple of Hell Yeses was the immediate en masse response.
She removed her bra and let her tits breath: they were lovely. Again not large, but firm with the slightest sag to suggest a tasty density; and those nipples, dark brown with little areola left as it was all puckered into the nipple. She was once told they looked like the large caps used to connect 2 pieces of wire; she needed to go to the hardware store to see one; and when she did, she understood the compliment. She smiled at this thought again as she looked at her nipples and the men staring at them. She threw the bra towards the dress; it landed on it and slid over the back of the chair.
As she hooked her thumbs into her panties, she asked that everyone join her in getting naked. She then very daintily pushed her yellow high cut panties over her hips as she gently gyrated to allow the straps to pass each hip. For those that were watching; her pussy had only a “landing strip” of hair; a patch about an inch and half wide that started just below her clit and continued up about 3 inches. The rest was smooth.
Her ass was full and round; almost too big (could there be such a thing?!) and was perfectly shaped. It too stayed in place showing little or no signs of gravity.
As she crawled, cat like onto the bed, and turned to rest on her back and elbows, she stated her rules. She wanted all of them at once; one in her ass, one in her pussy, one in each hand and one on her mouth. The remainder should jerk themselves over her body. She would switch them around as necessary. She made it very clear, she wanted cum; and lots of it. Understood?
“Who wants the ass?” she asked. Hands went up, she chose the charming young man that tried to introduce himself and signaled for him to come to her. She took his rigid cock in her mouth and with her pre-sex saliva, devoured his tool. She applied much saliva to his cock and balls and felt him get harder in her mouth. She then motioned for him to lie down; she then squatted over him and gently inserted his manhood into her anus.
Once she comfortably had him buried inside her, she invited the rest of the boys to join her. She momentarily lost her breath as she was surrounded by and given the attention of all 8 cocks. She simultaneously felt a cock head explore her pussy crease, her mouth was stuffed with a mushroom headed dick; each hand was jerking its own plaything and she could also hear the other men breathing as they beat themselves. She felt hands rubbing her belly; squeezing her ass, there were at least 4 working her tits. One of her nipples was being expertly pinched with just enough pressure to be euphoric.
She felt the cocks in her ass and pussy get into a rhythm; both stuffing their length into her holes at the same time. If it weren’t for the dick in her mouth, she would be screaming.
She gently pushed the one cock out of her mouth and rotated between the few she could reach; occasionally sucking on 2 at once. She invited one of the masturbators to take a turn on her cunt; as she continued to pull and push and lick every cock she could reach.
It soon began; she felt the dick in her ass swell, and he came with a grunt and a forceful thrust. Next, one of the dicks in her hand went off across her breasts; warm jism landing squarely on her nipple. Then the gent in between her legs bucked and came inside her; he seemed to cum for several minutes; she felt more hot sperm hit her belly.
She instructed one of the unspent men to lie down; and she quickly squatted over his cock; it slid into her ass with a very satisfying sucking sound. Before she realized it, she had another stiff one in her puss and it was pounding her crazily! She jerked another fellow across her chest; some of it hitting her in the face and lips; warm and salty; what an incredible load he had!
The new guys in her ass and pussy came at almost the same time; she thought she was going to pass out! They peach pulled out and she noticed one last fella working his unit and he looked very close to completion; she quickly pulled him towards her pussy and just as he was about to enter, the first of his load landed in her pubic hair; the remainder was shot up along the walls of her saturated pussy.
She lay there catching her breath as they got dressed and filed out. She noticed each of them reaching into their wallets and dropping some denomination or another on the chair with her dress. All were very vocal about thanking her and stating what a wonderful time they had.
Once they had all left, she carefully got her panties off the chair without touching the money, threw the dress over her head and headed for the door. She glanced back the money on the chair and thought, what generous tippers they were, but she wasn’t a , this was just for her.
And she left very satisfied.
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Spring has Sprung
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Posted:Apr 19, 2009 3:17 pm
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2013 2:12 pm
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MFM / Sex in public / Interracial
She was thankful for the warmer weather….it had been a very cool spring and today the temperature finally got above 70 degrees and the sun was out and the breeze was just right and there was buzz of activity in the park.
She had laid claim to half a bench; the other half occupied by a pale fellow in a suit reading one trade journal or another. She was so enamored of the heat and sun that she had pulled her dress up to mid thigh; and dropped the shoulder straps to allow her dark skin to absorb as much of the heat as possible; she even kicked off her flats so her feet could enjoy the day.
As she set there relaxing, she noticed a latinish gentleman across the path from her sitting on a bench also. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a Ramones T-shirt. He caught her attention because while he wanted the appearance of being ensconced in a magazine article, his eyes wandered over the top of the periodical more that they were focused on its contents. He was very definitely checking her out; or more to the point, checking out her nether region as it was probably visible to him with her skirt hiked up as it was. She thought about this for a moment; then rolled the skirt up 2 more folds; it was now barely covering her panties. The gentleman across from her very obviously adjusted his sitting position to accommodate his growing desire. The businessman next to her hadn’t flipped a page in his paper for at least 10 minutes. She was in control.
She was B cup girl; and with the top of her summer dress being a halter type material; she hadn’t bothered to wear a bra today. She took advantage of this and undid 3 of the buttons securing it. This exposed not an ample cleavage, but one that was defined by her perky; perfectly smooth skinned, black as night breasts. As the top billowed open; she felt the fresh air hit her nipples. While not necessarily exposed, she knew the gent to her left had a perfect of view of her right nipple. She could feel the soft areolas shrinking into a sensitive, rigid, black mass at the tip of her breasts; she so wanted to pinch and tug them herself right now. She had to do something.
She sat up; rolled her skirt down a bit, looked skyward; and commented. “It might be time to head to the rocks by the pond”. The suit next to her pretended to look at the position of the sun as well; and agreed that the rocks would have more sun at this hour. She looked at him and asked, “You know the rocks?”
He replied “only been there a couple of times, but as I remember it, it is a tranquil part of the park.”
She asserted “yes it is; and quite pleasant. Perhaps I’ll see you over there”
He answered, as if on cue “yes, yes perhaps I’ll see you over there”
With that, she bent to put her shoes on. As she was bent over, with her dress hanging open exposing all of her breast, she looked up at the fella across the way. He was staring; she smiled and winked and put her shoes on. As she stood, she looked at him again and tossed her head in the direction she was going. Once he understood that he should follow her, she proceeded in the direction of the path that led to the pond.
She arrived at the rocks, sat down and less that 30 seconds later, jeans and t-shirt appeared. He said hello. She smiled and greeted him as well. He said “I didn’t even know about this part of the park” She informed him “not many do. Although it is steeped in folklore that many a tryst over the years has happened right here at the rocks by the pond” His eyes brightened and he said “oh really…”
At this same time Business Suit walked onto the rocks. He and Jeans n t-shirt looked at each other and there was an uncomfortable silence between them.
She stood and declared “Boys….we can either play together or not at all” and with that, she lifted her skirt, remove her panties and dropped her dress to her ankles. Her Ebony body was in full view; her attendant breasts; her flat stomach, her curvaceous hips, shaved pussy, the wonderfully long and muscular thighs, perfect shins and cute feet.
The gentlemen did not say a word. She told them come over to her; and if they wanted to play, they need to strip.
Jeans and a t-shirt was naked first. The suit was not far behind. She laid down on one of the large boulders and pulled them to her and gave each a kiss. She then guided the suit to her breasts and Jeans to her pussy. They sucked and licked and bit and chewed…she was beside herself with the attention.
The suit would suck an entire breast into his mouth; then slowly allow it to slip out…finishing with a
gentle (and not so gentle) bite on her engorged nipple.
Jeans was alternating between flat tonguing her pussy and driving his tongue into her cavern. He also took time to nibble at her clit which drove her mindless!
The boys were performing admirably; she told them to kneel next to her and with each hand took them. She alternately sucked on each cock; putting each as far into her mouth as she could. She would gag each time but enjoyed this immensely. While she was sucking on one, she would be jerking the other. As this was occurring; she felt their hands upon her. Palming a breast; squeezing a nipple, fingering her cunt, pinching her clit, rubbing her back….
She told the suit to lie down; she took his cock and positioned it at her ass…she sat on it and worked it into her. She laid back on him. She invited jeans to fuck her pussy. She had suit in her ass and was rocking against him. She had jeans pumping her cunt from above….the sun was beating down on all 3 of them… this was heaven.
She felt Suit expand in her ass…..he grunted beneath her….he came in spastic convulsions. Soon after; Jeans started saying, “I’m gonna cum!” and he stiffened and shot his load into her pussy. She squirmed with delight as both men came and enjoyed several orgasms herself.
As jeans and suit pulled out of her and retrieved their clothes, she lay there basking in the sun. As they bid farewell; she ran the fingers of her right hand across her nipples; still hard from the experience. She ran her left hand finger nails lightly across her belly, relishing the sensation of cum dripping out of her ass and cunt; and thought to herself; Spring has Sprung.
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A quickie...
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Posted:Apr 9, 2009 8:29 am
Last Updated:Jan 27, 2010 1:45 pm
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Public sex / Anal/ Interracial
He picked her up after work and they headed over to the Home Depot....The day had warmed up considerably so she removed her sweater revealing her camisole as they drove. He placed his hand on her thigh; she was wearing her black tights under a skirt and was looking quite good. She leaned over and gave him a kiss...a long lingering kiss that started on the ear, moved to his cheek and ended on his mouth with her full tongue; until he pulled away so he wouldn't crash.
As they entered the parking lot, he headed for a space away from the building, away from the cart stalls, and away from all the beat up trucks; people weren't careful and he didn't want to deal with it.
As he backed into his spot, she removed her shoes and slipped out of her tights; and in doing so allowed him a look at her tiny little panties. Now he reached across and gave her a sizable kiss. She had gotten him going.
As they got out she moved to the rear to the truck to put her purse back there; she didn't like to bring it in and would bury it under some blankets.
As he opened the gate and she reached in to place her purse, her skirt hiked up and he got another look at those panties...he reached down and grabbed that ass. She cooed.
He slipped his hand under the ass and massaged her pussy through the panties...she was already a little moist.
He reached out with his other hand and massaged one of her massive breasts...she has great tits, not so terribly large, but firm, with just the right amount of sag. And although was relatively light skinned, her areolas were shoe leather dark, same as her tootsie roll sized nipples. This nipple was firm and long and screaming to be pinched; he obliged.
She looked out the window of the truck and then over her shoulder; they had parked away from the store, but were near the main road; she asked "now?"
He replied, "right now"
With that, he pulled her panties down and off and threw them into the truck. He got up behind her, lifted her skirt and unbuckled his jeans. She looked at the parking lot again, there was a man unloading goods into his trunk not 7 spaces away...there were cars passing on the road behind…then she felt his cock slapping against her ass...ohhh she thought.....
In a moment he was in her...she held her breath...he began pumping against her ass...his cock drilling deeper and deeper into her. He lifted her camisole and grabbed both tits roughly...pushing them up, pulling them down, rolling her nipples between his fingers, just like she liked it.
He was thrusting so hard, she felt the truck rocking ever so slightly...she wondered if anyone was looking...this thought got her more turned on.
She turned her head and with an angry growl, said to him "is that all you got? Is that the best you can do? Come on, fuck me! Fuck me harder! Squeeze those tits, slap my ass NOW!
He loved when she got like this...he slapped that café-au-lait ass...he slapped it again, each time she grunted...he was so hard now...he was going to cum...
She sensed this and said to him "don't cum yet, don't you fucking cum. put that cock in my ass, I want you to cum in my ass"
He didn't need to her be told twice; he slipped out of her pussy and positioned himself at her ass...he watched as his wet, white cock slipped in, she was very tight at first and he heard her stifle a groan...She quickly loosened up and began thrusting back at him.
It took almost no time for him to reach the point again...she knew this and asked if he was going to cum? he nodded yes... she told him "not yet, do not cum yet" she was slamming her ass against his dick...then said "now, cum now!" and with that he grabbed her hips, stuffed himself all the way into her backside and erupted...He could feel his cock pulsating as he emptied himself into her...
She gritted her teeth and growled as he came inside of her… her own juices began running down her legs as she came with such force…
She moaned as he removed himself from her ass...she stood and let her skirt fall into place...he buttoned his jeans.
She looked out into the parking lot again and noticed the car that was being loaded earlier was still there, but the trunk was closed and the man was standing at his driver’s side door watching over the roof of the car. He smiled, opened the door and got in.
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Happy Birthday
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Posted:Apr 3, 2009 10:30 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 10:20 am
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MFM Interacial
The dinner was great. The wine was delicious and the extra large slice of Black Forest cake with the candle was wonderful. The staff didn’t sing; but that was Deidre’s preference and Philip mentioned it when he made the reservation.
They were headed home to what they had both become accustomed to as “Birthday” sex; after 6 years not exactly fantasy stuff, but by far, not the routine of a long married couple either.
As they entered the house, Philip didn’t even turn on the lights. He removed his, then her coat and began kissing her neck. He dropped the coats on the coach…she began to protest but he took her face into his hands and kissed her mouth with an aggression. This was a good start she thought…..
As they kissed, Philip’s hands roamed; he squeezed her, he rubbed over, and then pulled up gently on her ass, he came around and cupped her breasts from underneath and gave them a giant hug with each hand.
He reached around behind her again and lowered the zipper of her cocktail dress; as he got to the small of her back her pulled her into him so she could feel his excitement. He gently removed the dress from her shoulders and let it slip away. She stepped out of it and he placed it on the couch as well. This time she didn’t say anything.
He stepped back to look at her….her size 12 was now only clad in a deep purple bra with matching panties and heels …he loved her like this; she looked powerful and sexy with her dark, almost perfect skin! He ran his white hand across her belly; the contrast, even in the dark, was amazing. He felt lucky to have such a woman.
He quickly removed his shirt, shoes and slacks and got up next to her again. She was hot, he was hot. He undid the bra; then pushed her panties down…she kicked off the shoes and bent to pull his jockeys down; freeing his growing white cock from its confines. As she came back up, she stopped and kissed his dick. She licked the shaft, took the head into her mouth, she felt the energy of it as she did so.
They retreated from the living room, and headed down the hall. Once to the bedroom, they stopped; he stood behind her with his arms wrapped around her. He fondled one of her large breasts, he played with her nipple. His other hand explored her hairless pussy; he kissed her shoulder as he rubbed her wetness with his whole hand. His cock was pinned against her great ass and she was slowly gyrating against him…
He moved her to bed…whispered to her to kneel on the edge so he could fuck her from behind. As she got on the bed with her pussy pulled taught ready for the taking, he took a pillow and placed it under her head then stepped behind her again. She closed her eyes as she felt the head of his cock teasing her pussy again, his hands were on her hips as he entered her warm, wet cunt. They began thrusting against one another in time.
Her breathing became more rapid as this continued, she bit her lip as her pleasure intensified. Philip asked her if she was enjoying this, “oh yes!” she said.
“Do like being fucked from behind?” he asked
“Hmmm, very much” She answered.
“I wish I had another dick, I’d put it in your mouth right now!” he stated.
“I wish you had another dick for my mouth right now” she played along.
With that, Philip kneeled on the bed beside her and whispered into her ear, “your wish is my command, but you mustn’t say a word”
She opened her eyes and realized she was still being fucked hard as Philip was whispering to her in her ear! Her hips were being firmly held as she was being fucked and Philip was to her right speaking to her. He repeated “don’t say anything!”
She craned her neck to look over her shoulder and there was a man standing behind her fucking her real good while her husband was next to her. Right then, the bed sagged and when she averted her gaze from behind her, there was a hard dick right in front of her face! The hand around it made no move except to hold it in place for her. She kissed, then licked it, then opened her mouth and took it in.
She heard Philip “I’m watching you, I’m watching you get fucked from behind as you suck a dick, are you enjoying this? Are enjoying being a little cock slut? She could only moan an affirmative.
Deidre is flipped over onto her back; there is some movement of bodies and her cocks are monetarily taken away. But just as quickly, her pussy gets stuffed again with a cock; and above her face, another dick is placed to her lips. It’s covered with her juices; she hungrily takes this cum covered cock into her mouth. As this dick is thrust further into her face; her hand is lifted, she can’t see by whom, but quickly wraps her fingers around another cock!
She can’t even think straight; she has someone pounding her puss hard, she has a cock completely buried into her mouth and another large dick in her hand that she in pumping wildly. Now she feels the hands, all the hands, her tits are being massaged by at least 3, both nipples are being pinched and pulled; her clit is being played with and her ass has been penetrated by what she thinks is a finger, she hopes she doesn’t pass out!
She pulls the dick in her hand closer to her mouth and switches between the 2, jerking and sucking, sucking and jerking!
She hears Philip say, “one more, you cum queen, can you handle another dick?!” With that her hips are slightly twisted and she a feels the finger vacate her ass only to be replaced by a cock. She wonders which one is Philip…is one of them even Philip…or is he just watching still?...
She actually couldn’t care right now, she’s going to cum, her entire body is quivering, her muscles are tightening, her hands are pumping harder and harder…Her pussy clenches, her fists tighten, she can’t feel her ass….she’s can barely breath, she has never felt this before….then she feels the cock in her ass expand and thrust, oh my god….the cock in her pussy is shoved in deep and it too explodes…in her right hand, she can feel the dick begin pumping its cum; she moves quickly get it into her mouth, but some still hits her cheek and nose….almost simultaneously the left hand cock begins to pump and she does her best to stuff it into her mouth as well….
Her body is still convulsing as they all pull out and step away. She is aware of herself lying there; unable to move…she feels cum running out of her pussy and ass…she can sense it drying on her face and still dripping down the back of her throat….She can’t talk, her heart is racing; she can barely focus. She hears voices saying goodnight, she hears Philip thanking them….
In a half stupor of wine, sex and recovery, she feels Philip lay down next to her and whisper, “Happy Birthday”.
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Dessert
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Posted:Mar 26, 2009 6:33 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 10:20 am
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Couple / Risque sex
He stepped up behind her…she was placing a few things in the sink to soak. He thinks it was a very good meal…he thinks, because he was so utterly focused on her throughout it, that he would be even hard pressed to remember what it was they had exactly.
The music drifted in from the other room…obviously louder in there than here in the kitchen. He placed his hands on her waist, she was still wearing her work clothes and today it was a bright yellow dress that complimented her dark complexion so very well. He nibbled at her neck…she pushed back at him with her head….he nibbled on the other side….the last of perfume still vaguely noticeable.
She told him to stop, so half-heartedly it was almost comical. He began moving his hands up from her waist…and back down again. He moved them slightly forward on the upswing so he could grab a feel of her breasts; they were still encased in her bra, but nonetheless felt full and ripe.
She continued to circle a pot with a soapy brush….
He moved one hand down over her hip until he reached the bottom of her dress…then very lightly, with just the tips of his four fingers on her skin he came back up, pulling her dress with the palm of his hand….he stops when he reaches her panties and just caresses around her hip and buttock.
His other hand has reached completely around to the front of her dress and has undone 4 of the buttons at the top of her outfit. He reaches in and cups her bra and breast with his large hand, again feeling the denseness of her D-sized breast. Even though she is wearing a thick, fully supportive almost Kevlar type brassiere, he can sense the firmness of her nipple as it responds to his touch.
She has dropped the brush into the pot. She places her hands on the counter next to the sink and is enjoying his attentions with her eyes closed.
He moves his hand from her hip around to her belly….and then down to massage her pussy through her cottons….she is warm…he can feel the prick of her closely shaven fur through her panties….he pauses, and with both hands, pulls her dress up and unfastens her bra…..then returns one hand to her pussy and the other to her chest…
He lifts one breast out…Its very warm, almost sweaty….the nipple continues to firm while his fingers fondle it….
He moves his other hand into her panties and down until he feels her moist lips…he presses one finger into the crease…it’s immediately engulfed in her hot moistness. He pulls up slightly and searches for her clit….he massages it with the pad of his finger….
He places himself against her, puts his groin against her ass…he pulls her towards him with his hand…. She presses her bottom against his cock…..
He unfastens more buttons on her dress, removes it from her shoulders and allowed it to fall to her waist…he removes her bra and drops it to the floor…she gasps, they had done this before, but now?….He moves his mouth from her neck to her shoulder….he grabs the other breast, squeezing it hard….
He move his other hand down, away from her clit and finds her sweetness…he inserts 2 fingers into her….she bucks….he immediately buries them…she is so wet…
He moves his tongue down her back, between her shoulder blades, down her spine; he could smell the day upon her. He gently pulls her dress and panties down below her hips; then let them drop to the floor in a pile around her feet….His face is at the small of her back now…he runs his elongated tongue down into the valley of her ass as he unfastens his belt and pants and pushed them down to his thighs….letting his cock out…he moves his face back up her ass, along her spine, up onto her other shoulder.
He presses his cock against her ass; it stands straight up and is buried between her magnificent cheeks. She very adeptly grinds against his manhood. Her box is sloppy wet now; he spreads her wetness as he runs his hand and fingers all over and into her pussy.
He places both arms around her waist and lifts her over to the breakfast nook, placing her in front of the small table used for coffee in the morning. She insists he hurry as she rests herself on her forearms. He begins guiding his throbbing cock towards her pussy.
He places his plum shaped head on her ass, up high…then slowly follows the fold down….leaving a trail of pre-cum as he slides down past her asshole….further down, he watches it disappear below her butt…he feels her wetness as it approaches her pussy. He rubs his entire length along her pussy to get it wet…he pulls back….
His cock easily slides into her…she lets out a delightful moan as he presses on. He has buried himself about halfway, then withdraws....He grabs her at the waist and moves his hips into her again, this time driving his cock his all the way up into her. Now he moans.
He continues but with greater speed and more intensity, she’s now holding the edges of the table and returning his thrusts in perfect time. She throws her head back and whispers through gritted teeth, “fuck me; fuck me harder!”
He lifts her off her feet, drives his cock into her several more times….she wraps her legs around his and he feels her pussy pulsate in orgasm around his dick as he unloads into her.
They stay locked like this momentarily as they catch their breath and wait for the blood to return to the rest of their bodies. Once it does, they gather their few discarded garments and put them back on. She asks him if she looks correct, he indicates that she does, and tells her in fact; she looks great.
With this, she picks up the Tiramisu; he grabs the plates and they push through the swinging doors into the dining room where their guests are just finishing the wine and laughing at a joke somebody has just told. One of the male guests makes the after the fact comment; “Oh, you should have said something, I would have helped” He smiles, glances over to her and responds “I’m sure she would have appreciated that”….
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Home schooling of a Pee Queen
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Posted:Mar 5, 2009 7:35 pm
Last Updated:Mar 9, 2009 1:51 pm
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Watersports...
Lesson 1: Friday night
She eased herself in…this felt sooo good…the bath was warm, still almost too hot…the bubbles fresh and abundant…3 candles lit the bathroom…a split of champagne was on the floor next to her glass….and her favorite CD was playing in the living room…this was HER time….
It had been a tough week; broke up with what’s his name again…car dinged in the parking lot at work…another cold front moved in (although it was supposed to warm up beginning tomorrow) and work adding more responsibility. She needed to download, if even for an hour…
The breakup with Michael was their fourth, and as far she was concerned, the last. He was an good guy, but more and more overbearing. He wanted all the caveats of a full blown relationship without the responsibility. She had to be available for his beckon call, but wouldn’t commit to her. Sexually he was adequate, but again, took (or wanted) more than he gave; little or no foreplay, no romance, suggested another woman be introduced for his pleasure, etc;
She relaxed…drank her champagne…let her mind wander…
Eventually the water cooled….the glass was empty and her finger tips were wrinkling…time to shower and reenter the real world. She flicked the drain control with her toe and observed the water and what was left of the bubbles receding from her body. Her tits appeared first…dark brown, moderately large and flopping slightly outward, however when she stood they hardly sagged at all, so she still considered them “firm”. Next up to emerge was her belly, she watched as the residual water and soap retreated.
She began to shift to get up when the sensation of having to pee came upon her…oh, she thought, now I have to get out, dry off, pee, and shower the remaining soap off…she lay back again. She waited for more water to drain out and thought, what the hell…I’m gonna shower right now anyway…everything will be washed away…
She lifted her knees slightly…she had to close her eyes…she had to concentrate on relaxing…soon a small trickle ran down her pussy crease from her urethra….it soon gathered pressure and was shooting out…or rather spraying out. She reached down and parted her lips…allowing her stream to be more defined. She pulled back with her hands and tilted her hips back a little as well…this sent her stream upward…thus splashing back on her hands and pussy and belly… a small amount of splash even misted her face…she caught the aroma….
She finished and again watched as her liquid naturally wicked off her skin into the tub…she raised one of her hands to her nose and breathed in….she let her tongue touch the wet finger….
She enjoyed this for a moment, then became aware of the chill…she quickly stood, pulled the curtain closed and turned the shower on…she was very wrapped up in her thoughts…
As she rinsed her bath off…she thought about what just happened…why did I do it? Why did I like it? She never considered herself “exotic” in this sense…the exploration was exiting….
Lesson 2: Sunday afternoon
Well, the cool weather finally gave way to Spring-like temperatures and she was taking advantage by cleaning out the flower beds of last year’s annuals. It was warmer, but still a bit cool; perfect weather to dig…and pull…and shake dead plant matter. It felt good to get an early start on the yard.
She stood up to review her work…looked good. She started to gather her tools to put them away when she was aware of the growing need to urinate. She moved quicker to get everything back in its place because she knew she would have to remove her boots and dirty pants to go inside and didn’t want have to get dressed again to finish. She hung the last of the implements and had to really go now. She stood to leave and that feeling washed over her. Why not right here? What will it feel like? She leaned against the wall of the garage…closed her eyes and again concentrated on relaxing….it took a minute but she was finally able to pee herself…once it started she opened her eyes and looked down….she saw the dark spot begin just below her jeans buttons…it rather quickly spread in all directions; especially down both pant legs. Her jeans actually filled out with the pressure of her pissing…it was so very warm against her skin…there was that slight aroma she was beginning to enjoy….she was all but finished now and surveyed her handiwork…her jeans were soaked through for the most part from the buckle to the knees. She recognized that her pussy was also wet with other juices…standing here in the garage….a neighbor’s house barely 30 feet away…and her pee all down her legs…
When she entered the house, she removed her boots and peeled her sopping wet jeans off…her panties were totally soaked. She carried the soiled pants to the laundry and removed her sweatshirt and bra as well. As she removed the panties and was about to toss them into the washer, she hesitated…she moved them up to her face….she was looking for her scent again…there it was…musky, rich…..she balled the panties up in her hand and squeezed them near her chest…letting the liquid run down between her breasts…
Lesson 3: Monday morning
Michelle awoke at 6am, turned the TV on and lay in bed allowing herself to wake up…her thoughts went immediately to her newfound pleasure, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. She got up and went to the bathroom. Again, her thoughts were on her fluids….as she began pissing she parted her legs and place her hand directly into the hot stream she was releasing into the bowl…she lifted her fingers to her mouth and sucked on them…warm, salty…she quickly put her hand between her legs again and repeated the tasting…she did this twice more until she was done. She was addicted.
Lesson 4: Tuesday evening
Michelle had emailed Sondra early in the day to see if she wanted to have a quick drink after work. She wasn’t sure where she was going with this…but her friend was very open-minded and if there was anyone she could talk to this about, it was Sondra. Sondra was a friend of 15 years, was bi-sexual and they had had many discussions regarding sexuality, men, girls, toys, relationships, etc. and Sondra always respected Michelle’s straight orientation. At 4pm, Sandra sent an email saying she was free for the drink. Michelle emailed back, Great, I’ll meet you downstairs at the bar at 5:15? It was agreed.
They had had 2 glasses of wine each, the bar was only moderately busy; it was after all a Tuesday. They had caught up on the last few weeks; Michelle’s break up, her promotion, Sondra’s last couple of bad dates. It was fun; although no good segue into the fetish ever came up. What did come up was her need to go to the bathroom…she excused herself.
The woman’s room was small, only 2 stalls; and the first commode appeared to be plugged…she went into the second and of course, the door barely closed and did not have a functioning latch. When she let go of it, it swung open again. Oh well. She straddled the commode, lifted her skirt, pulled her panties aside and was very careful not to touch anything. She began peeing.
Once more the arousal came upon her…in a public bathroom, no door, anyone could walk in…she placed her finger into the stream and felt its warmth…she tasted herself once again…mmm…it gets better and better. She enjoyed 2 more “licks”….dabbed herself dry with paper, repositioned her panties and carefully backed up before dropping her skirt so as not to drag it across the bowl. As she turned to leave the stall, there was Sandra…eyes wide with a conspiratorial grin on her face. “Michelle” she said almost too loud, “you like the Golden nectar?” Michelle was so embarrassed at not knowing that Sondra was there…she hadn’t heard the door open…she didn’t hear a noise….she was so consumed with her thoughts….she didn’t know what to say. Sandra saved her, she said “I know you don’t do pussy, but I’m so turned on by what I just saw I think I may have cum while I was watching you.” She added “I apologize for not saying anything, but when I entered and heard the splashing and saw the door open, I was drawn…I am sorry if I embarrassed you” Michelle still wasn’t sure of what to say, she just blurted that this is something new for her…she’s not sure what her attraction is…she had actually meant to bring it up during conversation this evening…she’s so embarrassed…
Sondra stated again, “Don’t be embarrassed, I thought it was thrill…I had no idea…people don’t talk about this type of fetish…did you know I’m into watersports?” She continued “Of course not, it’s not something I advertise…if you do and people don’t agree or aren’t super open-minded, there’s a permanent judgment they have towards you…worse than being a Republican” This made Michelle laugh and took the edge off the moment, she appreciated that. Then Sondra said, “I’m going to go into this broken stall and do the same, you can wash your hands, you can watch, you can go back to the bar, do what you want to.”
Michelle did go to the sink and washed her hands as fast as humanly possible….faster than Sondra was able to remove her slacks…then as she was drying her hands she slid over to the open stall and peered in….Sondra had been wearing a pair of sharp looking business slacks with very wide legs, so she had to step right out of one leg and hold the slacks with one hand while she straddled the bowl. Keisha couldn’t help but notice Sandra’s ass…not big, but round…and athletic. She also noticed Sondra’s peeing….the stream arcing out from between her legs and spilling into the bowl with a dense splash…It looked and sounded great. Sondra didn’t look around or say anything, just allowed her to quietly watch. Sondra did dip her finger once for Michelle’s sake, Michelle involuntarily licked her lips at this, and then she moved towards Sondra…she stepped into the stall and closed the door; stepping behind it to prevent it from opening. She placed a hand on Sondra’s upper ass and asked “May I?” Sondra said “of course…” Michelle reached around and placed 2 fingers into the stream…oh, that feeling of anticipation….She moved the fingers to her mouth…and tasted….hmmm…the same as hers, yet different….still intoxicating. Sondra dipped her finger again and placed them in Michelle’s mouth…Michelle closed her lips around the finger and gently pulled the nectar in.
Michelle had a tissue ready for Sondra as she finished, and Sondra asked “may I taste?”, Michelle thought for the briefest of moments and replied “of course”….Sondra then moved towards Michelle’s mouth and with the tip of her tongue licked Michelle’s full lips….then very gently kissed her slightly open mouth….Michelle thought….now what have I started?....
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Ranger Danger
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Posted:Mar 2, 2009 2:50 pm
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2013 2:03 pm
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MFM...Interracial...BBW
She was grateful to the Rangers for allowing her to use their restroom....she had drank quite a bit of water on the hike and thought it best to relieve herself before heading back down in the tram. As usual, she hovered...these men were nice but their aim and cleaning skills left many things to be desired.
She finished, washed up and made her way back towards the tram dock to wait for the ride down with her group.
As she entered the loading area, she noticed it was empty...there was no one there. She heard the whisper of the cable running through its guides and peered down the mountain. Sure enough, there was the tram, but it was heading away from her. They had loaded and left without her!
"Oops, looks like we missed one", she turned and looked towards the statement...one of the Rangers had appeared from a control booth and was talking to someone still in there. "Yes, yes" she said, "I was using the restroom and didn't think I had taken that long....thank God your still here"!
"Not to worry" the Ranger said, "we always send the last group down then wait for the tram to come back up". "If anyone has fallen behind on the hike or is discovered missing, we usually hear about it as the tram is coming back up". "It should be here in about 40 minutes".
She was relieved to hear this...she honestly had begun to panic; so that emotion now turned into a giggle as she realized everything was going to be ok. Overnight on the mountain wasn't something she would not have relished.
The second Ranger came out and suggested she move away from the edge of the tram dock, in fact they should probably all stay in the control booth as the wind was kicking up and the temperature was dropping. She moved quickly and carefully to the booth.
There was a electric heater inside so the room was quite warm; small, but warm. The Rangers removed their jackets; the first Ranger offered to take hers as well. She removed it and thanked him. She noticed them now, in their flannel shirts...they didn't seem to be muscle bound, but they had a rugged firmness about them. Their chests filled out the shirts; their waists were smaller than their chests...their faces were angular and taut....very nice she thought.
She also thought, this is in contrast to her current shape...she was what is referred to as a BBW....not that she didn't carry it well, she often received compliments about her shape; large round ass, killer legs, fabuosly sized breasts, a cute, cute face and for those that ever saw her naked; the smoothest, deep brown skin as well as the biggest nipples she has ever seen. She was a good looker, but had also decided it was time to lose a few pounds for her health. This is one of the reasons she was hiking today.
As she was nearing the end of this thought, the second Ranger asked if she was cold. As she returned to the present, she noticed both boys staring at her sweater...her "biggest nipples in Texas" were doing their thing and had the rapt attention of both Rangers. She said she wasn’t cold; they had just caught her daydreaming for a second....
The first Ranger, realizing she had caught them "staring" apologized and looked away. She felt something...she had a warm feeling inside...she thought these 2 were very cute....
She asked them, "So you noticed the girls, huh"? The second Ranger kind of hung his head and apologized as well, but added "couldn't help it ma'am, for them be that large under that outfit...they must be something". "Oh, they are" she teased, "I don't know that I have ever seen bigger nipples than mine and I've been a grown woman for some 30 odd years"....
The first Ranger just stared slack jawed with disbelief at the conversation...She looked at him and asked point blank "Would you like to see them"? He closed his mouth, swallowed and said "I would give his right arm to see them" pointing at his friend....
She stood in their cramped space and proceeded to remove her sweater....then her tee shirt…then her bra....It actually felt good to get out of the tight clothes she had been in since early in the morning. The Rangers eyes were glued to her DD breasts. She knew as they were watching, as the cooler air hit her, that her areolas were tightening, and her nipples were expanding. They gathered into a firm dark chocolate mass at least 3/4 of an inch in diameter and protruded out almost a full inch.
She took one hand of each Ranger and placed it on each breast, letting each nipple fall between the index and middle finger of each hand. Their hands were initially cold, but warmed very quickly against her hot tits. She grabbed both of their boob filled hands and began massaging her breasts with them. The boys quickly caught on and she was able to remove her hands within seconds. She pulled their heads closer...these 2 could take a hint...they each used both hands to fondle these monsters and it was only a few seconds longer before she felt their mouths on her nipples.
She took advantage of her hands being free and unfastened her cargo pants and allowed them to drop to her ankles. She neatly stepped out of them. She pushed her panties down and kicked them away as well.
She pushed down on the top of the head of the second Ranger; he dropped to his knees and placed his face right into her box…the first ranger tossed the coats off of an old barstool that was in the corner and put it behind her. She sat and put her feet on the cross members and leaned back against the wall. The first Ranger resumed his position at her breasts.
The second Ranger was hungrily lapping at her well lubricated pussy. He was a bit clumsy but his tongue was powerful and seemingly quite large. Her clit was exposed and he was sucking it into his mouth with such force….
Ranger 1 must have had a dislocated jaw; he had to have had half her breast in his mouth….she told him to drop his pants. She tapped ranger 2 on the head and told him to remove his drawers as well.
As they stood to disrobe, she hopped off the stool and knelt in front of them….Cock 1 appeared in her face first, she took it into her mouth….just then cock 2 appeared, she grabbed it with her hand and began pumping….momentarily she switched….her thick saliva pulling from one cock to the other….at one point she had both of them in her mouth and a ball sac in each palm...
She pushed Ranger 2 back and moved Ranger 1 behind her. She got back up on the stool, this time on her belly. She took Ranger 2 into her mouth again as Ranger 1 entered her pussy from behind.
Ranger 1’s thrusting actually allowed her to give Ranger 2 a tremendous blowjob, he was stuffing his dick into her so hard and so fast that she was rocking on the stool….Ranger 2 was bucking his hips madly into her mouth as it was riding his cock.
She felt Ranger 1’s hands grab her hips tighter…then his bucking became slower but harder...she grabbed Ranger 2’s cock and began pumping it with her hand…in seconds she felt him tense just before cumming…Ranger 1 was firmly pressed against her ass as he shot his load….
She stood up just in time to see the tram approaching…the Boys were being very helpful with her clothing and even offered to look away as she got dressed…silly boys….
They left the control room, Ranger 1 turning off the heater and other various electrical units…Ranger 2 opened the door to the tram as they boarded.
In moments the tram engaged and began to leave the hut….as the descent began, she removed her jacket and said “C’mere boys”!
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Don't Go....Go Here
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Posted:Mar 1, 2009 6:30 pm
Last Updated:Oct 27, 2009 6:58 am
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***contains graphic description of Watersports***
They had been in 69 for about 15 minutes….his white, rugged face pressed against her chocolate groin…her sweet brown hands hugging his hips as she performed her magic.
She tasted so very good…her pussy was wet, it was hot in the bedroom and he could taste it on her…and the combination was heavenly…
She was sucking his cock…alternating between playing with his head and inserting his entire length into her loving mouth…she was lightly running her fingers from his scrotum to his anus and it was driving him fucking wild….
He eventually pulled his dick away from her and positioned himself between her legs to continue his work…if he had let her continue, he would cum and that would end their lovely session.
So now she lay on her back….her arms above her head. She placed her feet well apart with her knees bent…this allowed him to bury his face in her pussy. He dove in…he licked…and sucked…and bit…and inserted his tongue…he altered the order of these actions but never ceased any of them.
He placed his hands on the bottom side of her thighs…and lifted her legs upward. As he did this, he licked his way down below her pussy…moistening the area between her pussy and ass…As he pulled his tongue off of her, his sticky saliva pulled like syrup; what a wonderful thing saliva was, as needed, it could become think as oil and lubricate anything.
He now moved his tongue to her bottom…he flitted his way to her anus….and allowed his salivate to moisten her asshole…they’d been here many times before and her muscle was actually pulsing for his tongue. He obliged by inserting and removing it many times….
He moved his face towards her pussy but kept her ass engaged with his finger…he circled her rim a few times then gently inserted it into her ass…one knuckle, two, finally sinking it all the way. She did her best to maintain her motion against both his tongue in her pussy… and his finger in her ass.
As this dance continued, she rubbed his head and said “I need to run to the bathroom” He knew since his finger was 5 inches into her ass and was “alone”, that she needed to pee….which is exactly what she said next.
He asked her to wait…She said she had been holding on…but now really needed to go. He asked what would happen if he didn’t let her get up? She hadn’t considered this and said, “Just give me a minute, I’ll be right back, I gotta go.”
He told her. “Ok, go right here…I’m ready” with this he placed his mouth over her pussy….
She raised herself up onto her elbows, looked at him and said “I really have to pee” …he removed himself from her pussy and said “I’m really ready”
She pointed out the obvious, “you want me to piss right here…into your mouth”? “Absolutely. “ He replied.
She said “I can’t pee here in the bed…I’ll make a mess!” He returned, “Go ahead, I’ll have it all”
She took a commanding tone and told him to allow her to go to the bathroom or she would piss right here, right now. “That’s what I’m trying to get you to do” he said mockingly seriously.
“Fine” she said defiantly, and although it felt unnatural here, she let a small amount of pee go…He had cupped his mouth around her pussy again and drank in the minimal amount she released. She looked at him again and said “alright, now are you gonna let me get up and go to the bathroom“?
He said “Nope”. If you have more, I want it, right now. And with that, he rolled over to his back and pulled her by the hips so she was on her knees straddling his chest with her pussy just above his face.
“Now please”, he said
The movement from lying down to upright had placed additional pressure on her bladder and even if she wanted to hold out and argue, she couldn’t. She did tell him that she couldn’t hold it any longer and that he was a stupid ass…then she was forced to release herself…
He placed his mouth over her…as he did so, he felt her pussy contract and suddenly issue forth a warm jet of piss…he gulped…and gulped…it was both sweet and salty…it was musky and hot…it was delicious! She continued to deliver her nectar for what seemed to be minutes…he hadn’t taken a breath for this entire time lest he spill any of the golden juice.
Her stream slowed…then stopped...he took a breath. His mouth felt thoroughly cleansed…in a fetish type of way. He was so very satisfied… and he hadn’t cum yet!
He reached up …took hold of her face and kissed her …and thanked her. She looked at him with a quizzical look and asked him if he enjoyed that? He told her, most definately; yes….she blinked twice, eased a devilish smile onto her face and said softly… ”so did I”…
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Think global, act local...
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Posted:Feb 28, 2009 7:16 am
Last Updated:Mar 3, 2009 3:51 am
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**The subject matter here is watersports; if this is not your cup tea (no pun intended), please check out some of the other stories**
Rahisha excused herself to go to the bathroom....the wine was good but it had caught up to her (2 glasses always did this) and she needed pee. He got up to pour her more wine and retreive another beer for himself. They were having a nice quite early evening at home...perhaps later they would go out for a bite to eat.
As he headed for the kithchen, he heard the bathroom door close. As he reached for the wine, he stopped, he closed the refrigerator.
He walked quickley down the hall to the bathroom, he listened for a moment....she was obiviously seated and had begun her business. He opened the door and stepped in.
"What are you doing?" she asked somewhat agitated....the sound of her piss hitting the water suddenly stopped as well. "I always wanted to see you do this" he stated. "Well, it's not gonna be tonight you crazy fool, get out" she told him...
He bent to one knee, placing his hands on her thighs and leaned in to kiss her...."I think you are so sexy, even in moments like this...I just want to taste all of you" He reached up and unbuttoned her blouse...
"C'mon", she began "I really have to pee..." "Go ahead" he said "Do what you have to do". He lifted her bra up and over her beautiful brown breasts...
"I don't know if I can with you in here..." she stammered "Try" he said, "you said you needed to go..." He heard a couple of drops hit the water....he wetly kissed her neck and tweaked her nipple...
"I can't hold it anymore" she informed him...."Then just let it go" he told her....he placed his other hand under her blouse against her volupiuos belly....
With that, her need outweighed her discretion and she released....with a force that sprayed and splashed...
Hmmm...he whispered in her ear...and slid his hand between her legs....placing his fingers in the direct path of her golden juice....he pulled his hand back out and placed the fingers in his mouth and made a soft sucking noise followed by a complimentary "Mmmm, sooo good" He moved hand his between her legs again...this time she opoened her legs a bit to give him better access...he got his fingers soaked again and once more tasted them....the sweet, salty flavor of her was more of a turn on than he had imagined.
The splashing ended, whoops, one more...now it was over. He continued to knead her breast, and returned to kissing her neck. She tilted her head over...her eyes were closed...
She reached for the tissue..he pulled her hand back..."Don't waste the paper, allow me..." he whispered...with that, he motioned for her to stand up...he closed the lid, pulled one foot out of her jeans and panty and placed it on the closed lid. He began licking at her very dampened pubic area....
She was closely shaved, so cleaning her was simply licking the spray from her chocolate skin; and this was a pleasure. He moved outside of her pubic area to dry the dampened area here as well....
He returned his attention to her pussy...he used his tongue as she would her hand to clean between her lips, separating them and cleaning all the way up....he did this slow and deliberate...the taste, which was salty at first, was becoming creamy...he licked up to her hood...felt her clitoris....she sucked air in...
Her breathing was becoming slightly louder....she had reached into her blouse and was fondling her breast...pulling at it...pushing it up to her mouth...
She opened her pussy lips for him with her other hand...his lapping became more urgent...her clit was fully aroused now and he was nibbling at it...she demanded, "Lick it, you crazy ass, lick my fucking clit!"
He buried his face into her pussy..alternating between her clit and inserting his tongue into her box....she was so wet now...he was in heaven.....she began a slight bucking against his face..he reached behind her and pulled her by the ass into his face...he couldn't breath, just kept tongue fucking her....using his nose to play with her clit.....suddenly she bucked hard twice and he was awash in her juices....he lapped at them, sucked them up...pulled back to grab a breath....then went back in for more.....
Shortly he stood...kissed her with his juice soaked face...and suggested, "how about a glass of wine?" She buttoned her jeans, smiled and answered, how about 2?
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The Lift
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Posted:Feb 27, 2009 7:11 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 10:20 am
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He is behind her…
He rubs her bottom through her silky dress….she closes her eyes and feels him……
He gently pulls her dress up with his fingers…bunching it until he touches her panties…she coos…
He pulls her closer to him…he pushes her panties aside and runs his hand along her love crease….he feels her moistness…he slips his finger between her lips…the heat is intoxicating…he teases her pussy with his finger…she gently sways back and forth….
He reaches around her waist and moves his hand up towards her breast…
He slides his hand slightly forward and reaches for her clit…it eagerly comes out to play…he rubs it….pinches it…squeezes it….adores it.
The elevator stops and the door begins to open…she removes his hand from her breast but can’t do anything about his other hand…..
Fortunately no one gets on and the door subsequently closes….he replaces his hand on her breast and inserts a finger in to her pussy….she moans…..he inserts a second finger…her juices are running…
Her breasts are on point, his touch is electric…her nipples are expanded and engorged….he is working them….
He begins kissing her on the neck…the ear…the cheek…Her breathing is audible, coming short and fast.
The elevator stops again….she straightens up, pushes his hand away from her breast…whispers to him to remove his other hand from her pussy….he does…as a couple enters and nods hello… They turn, face the door and press their floor button.
He moves his hand from her pussy up to her ass….she knows she can’t resist this….he uses one of his wet fingers to probe her backside….she lifts her head and attempts a social smile in case the couple turns to look….
He inserts his finger into her ass as the lift stops and the door opens…the couple exits at their floor and the doors close again…she exhales loudly and turns to him…kissing him full on the mouth…and presses the button for their floor….
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Laundry Day
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Posted:Feb 25, 2009 12:28 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 10:20 am
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She was appreciative of the Monday off this week; they had
a very busy weekend and the laundry just didn’t fit in anywhere.
Plus Morris did go to work (even thought his office was closed)
and suggested that he might be home early so they could do
something; so getting this chore out of the way early was
necessary.
She had dumped all the laundry onto the laundry room floor.
As she bent over sorting, she was filling the washer for
the first load and would not have heard him enter. Suddenly
she felt 2 strong hands go up her t-shirt and grasp her breasts…she
gulped air and was about to scream when he whispered very
softly “this is what you wanted, yes”? She held her breath
as she remembered telling Morris that a fantasy of hers
was to be taken by a stranger….not necessarily in the laundry
room…but bless his soul, he was listening to her.
He leaned into her keeping her somewhat bent over as he bruskly
massaged her tits….pushing them together… his roughness
got her attention, she closed her eyes. While she wasn’t
looking, he placed a pair of her own cotton panties over
her eyes and tied them behind her head.
He stood her up and pulled her t-shirt off, leaving her in
only her lime green panties….he began kissing and licking
her neck, with both hands working her breasts again; squeezing,
pushing them up, pinching the engorged nipples. Her breath
came more rapidly. She said “Morris…”, He whispered, “not
Morris…shhhh”, she smiled and focused on her arousal….
He slid his hands down to remove her panties; she wiggled
out of them for him. He pressed his groin against her apple
bottom….she held onto the washer for balance. With one
hand he began rubbing her almost hairless mound and with
the other began unfastening his pants. He separated her
lips and immediately felt her wetness…she was moving her
hips now…he massaged her with 2 fingers coaxing her clit
to appear…it did and he pinched and rubbed it. She was pressing
her ass into his cock and moaning low with the stimulation….
He used his foot to move her feet apart…while teasing the
tip of her clit he inserted his cock into her juicing pussy….She
trust back as he began pounding at her…each penetration
causing her to exhale loudly….her tits banging into the
washer with each thrust…He felt so big, he filled her up…she
reached down between her legs to feel his cock going in and
out of her pussy….
He lifted her by her hips and placed her down on the laundry
pile, ass up…he removed his cock from her pussy and teased
her ass with the swollen, wet head….Oh my God, Morris was
always shy about anal sex…2 fantasies in one day she thought….
He gently (and not so gently) inserted the tip of his cock
into now moistened anus….she relaxed herself as much as
possible…with both hands on her hips he drew her onto him
in a rhythmic motion. She squeezed her eyes, bit her lip
and felt his cock move deeper and deeper into her ass…her
head was spinning, she couldn’t separate pleasure from
pain…He soon had the entire shaft inside of her and began
fucking for all he was worth…her moans loader now…his balls
slapping against her pussy…she realized no pain, only
ecstasy….
She felt him swell and thought she would move her bowels
as he buried himself and came…and came…and came.
They collapsed into the laundry pile….he removed himself
and whispered to her, stay here for 3 minutes, don’t move;
do not remove the panties….and he left.
She smiled, and did as he said. After the “3 minutes” were
up, she removed the panties from her eyes and put them on
(she had no idea where the other ones went) and went upstairs
to find Morris…this was such a wonderful surprise.
As she entered the kitchen, her cell phone on the table rang…the
screen read “Morris Office”….she answered it and Morris
cheerfully said, “I should be home in a couple of hours Babe,
perhaps we can have a late lunch out somewhere?” “Ah, yeah,
sure, that would be great…you’re still at the office?”
He said “yes, about one more hour, then I’ll leave, see you
soon!”, and he hung up.
She didn’t know what to think…although she was aware of
the fresh moistness between her legs and her nipples were
erect again…..
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"Office" Dinner
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Posted:Feb 25, 2009 12:26 pm
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2009 12:55 pm
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How did he end up here?
How would the evening go?
Remembering back, he had innocently submitted his Holiday
gift grab bag; cooking a meal for one of his co-workers just
like he had in previous years. He worked with a tight, friendly
group and they had adopted this form of gift giving several
years ago; detail a car, cook a meal, watch someone's
for a day; all great gifts when shared with people
you knew well. This year, the new Director, Michelle Carmichael,
decided all department grab bags should be combined as
opposed to kept separate in the various little departments.
Needless to say, his "gift" was chosen by Ms.
Carmichael. To further decimate his comfort level, she
informed him that he would be cooking for only 2, he and she.
He arrived at her apartment at 5pm on Saturday. The plan
was to eat at around 7pm, be cleaned up (part of the gift)
and out by 9ish. In the past he and his co-worker and spouse
or significant other would then meet up with others from
their group and enjoy an evening out. This year, his co-workers
were joking that he may be on the unemployment line Monday
morning if this meal didn't go well.
Please understand; Ms. Carmichael is a very good looking
woman. She’s black; not light-skinned, but not very dark
either (Caramel Carmichael crossed his mind for a brief
moment). She stood about 5' 6" tall with a generous
frame; some may refer to her as full figured or even large;
he thought she appeared very comfortable and carried herself
well, so generous it was.
When he arrived at her apartment, she answered the door
in a pair of black, 3/4 length spandex pants; a pair of layered
tanktops and running shoes. She showed him around the kitchen
and the dining room then said she would be going out for a
quick run and she hoped he wouldn't mind. Not at all
he thought; gives him time to get started in peace and not
worry about conversation with an almost complete stranger
that also happens to be his boss!
Once he heard the door close, he immersed himself in the
preparation of the Chicken Francaise, asparagus with
cognac sauce and roasted reds. He had prepared a small cheesecake
at home the night before as a time saver. He also opened one
of the bottles of wine he had brought to further remove the
edge he was feeling.
He didn't even hear the front door open when she returned
and therefore was a bit startled when she appeared in the
dining room. This; and his dropping a fork he was setting
out caused them both to giggle and worked as a nice ice breaker.
He was grateful.
He offered her a glass of wine; informed her that dinner
could be ready in about 25 minutes. She said that would be
fine. She told him that she had walked the last 15 minutes
of her run to cool down so she wouldn’t show up all sweaty
and panting. As he handed her the wine, he noticed her "scent"
from the run. It was actually pleasing to him; a faint taste
of perspiration wrapped in a cocoa butter shell. He was
beginning to enjoy this. They toasted the Holiday and she
stated she would need 15 minutes to shower and jump into
something comfortable.
15 minutes later almost to the second she reappeared with
her empty wine glass and what appeared at first glance to
be a large white men's business shirt. Once he picked
his jaw up off the ground and re inserted both of his eyes;
he could see this was a dress with elbow length sleeves;
buttons down the entire front and a hem that ended at least
6" above her gorgeous knees. She was barefoot and
that showed the shape of her legs exquisitely. He wasn't
sure, but she did not appear to be wearing any undergarments.
He couldn't afford to contemplate this however as
it was getting in the way of his breathing. His utter amazement
was not lost on her; as she asked if this was "too"
comfortable, he replied, as coolly as possible, that no,
it was fine and added that she looked great. She thanked
him and held her glass out as he poured more wine.
He excused himself (now beginning to breathe again), explaining
he wanted to plate and sauce their dinner so they could begin
eating. As he turned for the kitchen, he realized that the
sight of her had caused him to actually forget what he was
preparing and he certainly had no idea of what he had to do
next. Once in front of the stove though, it began to come
back to him; finish the sauce for chicken, check the reduction
of the cognac for the asparagus and don't forget the
potatoes in the oven. This was all fine and good for about
8 seconds. That's when he felt her hand against his
lower back and watched out of the corner of his eye as she
set her glass on the counter next to the stove. She remained
behind him as she asked what they were having and what he
was doing at this moment. She pressed up against him and
slowly moved her hand across his back as she asked this.
He couldn't take it anymore; he braced both hands on
the counter and gently pressed back towards her, she responded
by moving her hand from his back to his chest where her other
hand had already gone...she pulled him towards her...she
got both hands on his shirt and pulled, popping at least
2 buttons, and then reached for his skin. Then she suggested
she may be able to see the preparation better if she could
be in front...he raised his arm over her head and stepped
back...she moved between him and stove and immediately
began to grind her firm ass into him...she then guided his
left hand to her open dress (how did he miss that?!?)...her
breast was more than a handful. Firm, taught, nipple at
least a full half inch and hard, it was so hard. With his other
hand he reached down to where the last button was on the dress...he
felt the heat before the pussy, he sensed the wetness...as
he cupped her mound she exhaled...and thrust against his
hardening cock. He removed both breasts from the dress.
Looking over her shoulder, he could see the puckered areola
that supported the dark brown nipples. His estimate of
1/2 inch was far too conservative he noted as he firmly squeezed
the breast culminating in a nipple pinch that caused her
breath to falter.
With his southerly hand, he spread her pussy lips and immediately
wetted his fingers...he messaged her and they quickly
developed a rhythm. His palm soon felt her clit...he moved
his fingers up and pulled back its hood....the clit was
large enough that he could grab it between his fingers but
it shyly slipped away again....he moved his hand lower
and probed deeper into her with his fingers...she was so
hot and wet... She reached behind herself and was rubbing his cock through
his pants...he was uncomfortably hard at this point....and
for a fleeting moment he remembered that this was his bosses
boss, a thought that, while a concern to him, quickly left
his brain as all his blood was busy elsewhere... She quickly turned off all burners and led him by the hand
to the dining room. He brushed the set table off (fortunately
no glass or plates) and not so gingerly placed her up on the
table. She immediately hoisted her shapely legs and all
but grabbed him by the ears and moved his head towards her
hot little box. He needed no guidance; he couldn't
wait to taste her...
He began lapping at her wetness...she pushing herself
towards his mouth...he sought out her clit again, and when
he found it, suckled it hard. Her noises were music to his
ears...
Her dress was completely open now; he had wriggled out of
his pants and shirt and stood naked in her dining room working
her with his tongue. This was certainly not the dinner he
had planned, but in fact, far, far better.
He couldn’t fathom how long he spent licking, chewing ,
biting and thrusting his tongue in and around her pussy,
but he now moved his mouth down; licking her legs around
the pussy as he went...he gently teased the area behind
her pussy...she lifted her legs past perpendicular and
raised her ass off the table...he moved towards her puckered
flower…she let out a low slow moan and whispered "take
it! I want to feel your tongue in my ass"; he couldn't
very well not obey this directive; this was after all, his
boss.
He flitted his tongue over her anus, then licked up and down
her entire bottom...he placed his hands on her ass and began
to turn her...she must have had thought this already because
it took no effort to get her on her knees....she knelt on
the dinner table with her feet and ankles hanging off; he
between them. Her hands shoulder width apart and her back
arched. Her breasts hanging and swaying as she offered
her ass to him...
He got in close and stabbed with his tongue into her ass...he
used both hands to pull her cheeks apart....whenever he
pulled up, he saw her muscle pulsing...slow but with conviction...her
moaning matched this movement, it was all very pleasing.
He got in between those lovely ass cheeks and drove his tongue
in as far as he could, with a methodic in and out…she pushed
back against his face with vigor, he then stuffed 1, 2 and
3 of his fingers into her sopping pussy....she ground against
his face and fingers while pushing off against the table
they should have been eating food on.
She then suddenly pulled away… and with a hungry look and
gutteral snarl, pushed him onto a dining room chair, fell
to her knees and took his entire manhood into her mouth...she
stayed there for what seemed an entirety then softly gagged
and pulled off. She did 3 or 4 more times, he couldn’t really
remember….then sat in his lap and inserted him into herself…they
rocked the evening away….
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