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I come in and see you on the couch, rubbing that wet pussy. Your pussy is nice and meaty, puffy with nice little lips. You see me and smile. That’s all I need. I kneel down for a closer look. You smell so good and your fingers are slippery. There’s a little droplet of juice running down your ass, spotting the couch. I lift your leg up, licking the droplet off of your ass, licking up to the source. You feel my hot breath on you as my big, warm, wet tongue folds open your lips and dips into you. I wiggle my tongue, hearing the wet noise it makes in you. You let out a moan and grab my hair, pulling me up and down. I lick you from top to bottom, stopping to suck your pussy lips into my mouth and nibble them. You taste so good.

I put a finger in you: just the tip, easing open your tight hole as I probe the opening. I spread you with my fingers, looking at that hot pink hole. I spit on your pussy, a long string of saliva lands on your clit and my warm spit runs down your pussy. I go down and lap it up. We taste really good together like that. I ease another finger into you, just the tip. Your pussy is really tight with two fingertips in you. I suck at your clit, wrapping it in my soft lips. It pops in and out as I suck it. I pull my fingers out of you and your hole stays open for a second, then slowly closes.

I unzip my fly. I haven’t come in days. My nuts feel like golf balls in my tight sack. A droplet of precum is oozing from my cock, hungry for you. It dribbles down the side as I sit down, pulling you up by the hand. You know what to do.

I brush your dark hair aside so I can watch you work kilis escort my dick. I tell you I want you to look up at me. My dick throbs in your hand. My nuts feel so good in your mouth. You lick up from my balls, up my shaft and swirl around the head. Then you take me in. Yours lips brush my shaved patch as you fuck me with your mouth. My balls tighten up, my dick twitches and throbs. I’m close. I ask you where you want it. You open your mouth and jerk me fast and furious. I let out a moan and my balls squeeze hard. My dick jumps in your hands and I shoot a long pearly jet of hot cum into your open mouth. It hits the back of your throat and splashes onto your tongue. One little glob misses your lips and hits your cheek, dangerously close to your eye. I run my finger down, wiping it off and I put it into your mouth. You suck my stud gravy off of my finger and you look up at me with those beautiful eyes.

My dick is still twitching from coming so hard. You bend down and suck it for a bit, then you stand up. I sit up straight on the couch and you come to me, kneeling on top of me. Your tits bob in my face and I lick out at them as you fumble for my dick. I grab your ass and the small of your back as you guide my rock-hard cock to your pink opening. You grab my dick and tease me, rubbing it up and down your soft meaty pussy; wetting the head with your juice. I pull you down on me and you arch your back. Putting your hands on my shoulders, you throw back your head and moan. I suck on your exposed neck, sucking and biting as I pull you down on my pole. You wiggle your hips as you kırklareli escort hit bottom. My hard cock refuses to bend. It is like fucking a piece of wood. I’m filling you up. Your pussy squishes on my dick. You are taking me all in. It’s tight but not uncomfortable.

You bounce up and down on me, slow at first; then faster. I put my hands on the inside of your thigh to help support your frenzied fucking. I look down and see your pink pussy swallowing up my cock. It expands and contracts as it rides up on my dick. Your pussy hole bulges a bit as the head is dangerously close to popping out. Then you slam back down on me. Your breathing is short and your heartbeat is strong and fast. You let out a little cry every time you come down on me. Your ass slaps on my thighs. Your tits are bouncing; the perky pink nipples brush my cheeks. I turn my head to suck on one but your pumping pops it out of my lips. You arch your back and moan. I feel you getting really slippery. You stop and shudder as you let out a cry. Your pussy wrenching down on me like a velvet clamp. Your legs twitch and you muffle your cries into my shoulder as you come. You stay there for a moment, your pussy clamped down on me. Then you wiggle your hips and slowly ease me out of you.

My dick is rock hard. If it was softer you might not have gotten me out. I stand up and kiss you hard, brushing the hair out of your face. I turn you around and bend you over the couch. You look at me over your shoulder as you arch your back. That sweet pussy tucked between your thighs pops out at me. I kneel down to karabük escort lick the juice off of your ass and thighs. I grab your hips as I lick your asshole and your still-gaping tight little hole. I stand up and press my head to your pussy. You ease back on me; pushing. My head flattens as you mash it against your pussy, finally it pops in. You let out a little yelp. God you’re tight.

I let you take control for a minute as your slowly expanding pussy accommodates me. When I’m all the way in I grab your ass and spread your cheeks so I can watch. I use long, slow strokes in and out of you. Your pussy flares a bit as it reaches the head, then tightens up as the shaft goes back in. My dick glistens with your wetness. I can smell your hot pussy as I spread your ass and fuck you. You work your hips against me and I fuck you with harder, shorter stokes; my balls slapping your waxed mound.

You’re going to come again. I feel my balls stirring. I slow down before you come; you look back at me with a scolding look. I slap your ass and laugh at you. I back off so you won’t come yet. My balls start tightening and my dick starts twitching and throbbing. I fuck you hard hard and fast, bottoming out in you. Your pussy quivers and tightens on me. I lick my finger and put it in your asshole, easing it into you. I can feel my dick through the wall of your pussy as I hammer you. I put my hand between your shoulders and mash you into the cushion. You moan like a crazy woman as you come on me. I feel a hot gush as you splash my balls and my shaved patch.

I pull out of you and your pussy juice squirts out on me. I spin you around and grab your hair behind your head and kneel on the couch. I pull you down on my dick and you choke for a second before you swallow. I mash your head down as my balls let go. You gulp me down, feeling the warm sticky goo slide down your throat. We both collapse in a hot sweaty heap.

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As the clamor of the morning alarm sounds, I first become aware of the soft sounds of sleep. My dazed mind tries to grasp something solid with movement behind me distracts me. A second later the noise halts in mid-cry. I sigh softly and relax, wondering idling about getting up for the day. Again my thoughts are interrupted. Feather light touch. It sears through me. A kiss on my shoulder trails its way up to neck and ear as his large, firm hands roll me purposefully to my back, my side pressed against him. I moan brokenly as he runs his hands done my nude body, pushing the thick comforter away from me. My senses snap into sharp reality as the first of the chill air caresses my skin. I feel my nipples harden.

“Ooh, look at those breasts. Perfect nipples,” his deep voice rumbles near my cheek. I shudder, as once again he knew my gebze escort thoughts. Gently he plays with them, pulling, tweaking, and massaging, until they are almost the center of my world.

A soft breath from him and I can picture the soft smirk on his face through my sleep heavy lids. His fingers trail down my stomach, and trace over the soft tuff of hair at my belly button. I moan and reflexively part my knees slightly. His voice comes again, “Open my beautiful flower.” I toss my head back as I feel his dry fingers run over the warm outer skin of my sex. Ripples of friction course through me and he continues to nipple sweetly at my shoulder. It seems to last an eternity. “Good girl,” his rumble intones as my legs part further and my soft ripple of folds open, allowing him to dip in and moisten his fingers gümüşhane escort for the first time. He rubs at me gently, expertly, “That’s my good girl.” I can’t stop writhing. With practiced ease, he pushed into my sleep-tightened tunnel with one digit. I gasp, and reach my hand down, only to find it held fast with his other hand. I wiggle on his finger as he wiggles within me.

He shakes sharply as I gasp, and lift my chest. “Come here. I want that sweet cunt.” ‘Move,’ I think to myself, but my muscles refuse to obey. His strong arms pull me up and with his help I push myself on him, impaling myself on his rigid manhood. I toss my head back as my muscles scream into overdrive. I move on him. Moving and moving, and through my silted eyes I see his face, fused with the pleasure of my pleasure. izmir escort This is heaven.

“Do you want to fly,” sounds the breathy inquiry. I can only collapse on his chest and moan a broken reply incoherently. “Turn,” he whispers in a tone so full of authority. I stand, turn, and sit, all in one fluid motion. Impaled again, I lean back, to be caught in his engulfing arms. Balanced by only the organ within me, and his arms, it is his turn to move. Move and moving. I soar to a new height, until my wax-made wings melt under the blaze, and I begin to fall.

I feel a soft pad as I touch down. The scent of my pillows holds me securely. I feel him move behind me again, and lift my hips. I hear his deep moan, like a tiger’s growl, as he presses into me. I can’t hide the full-bodied shudder as he fills me again. And again. And again.

Gasping, he pulls back, and pushes my hips down, and I hear his last few strokes. Hot rain, it fuses with my languor, spreads it through my body, until the warm of it all rests heavy about and on top of me. He nuzzles softly at me shoulder and whispers dreamily, “It’s wakie time.”

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I thought about the sexual adventure I was having with Angel—how wild, imaginative and honest it was. Role playing lets us be more uninhibited and explore places we might not otherwise go. I thought about how we played off of each other and got so fully into each other’s games. There was definitely chemistry between us and I found myself wanting to know her better and to take what started as play to another level. So that night when it was my turn to create a fantasy role play, I decided to do something different.

I knocked on her screen door and she called, “Come in, dear.”

I didn’t expect the “dear,” but when I entered and saw she was pouring each of us a glass of wine, I was surprised and impressed. She was wearing the same silky kimono from our first night. It came tantalizingly just below her crotch area revealing her well toned legs. Her kimono was loosely tied and revealed just enough cleavage to leave lots to my imagination—sometimes more of a turn-on than seeing everything exposed. Angel knew what she was doing when she handed me my wine and our fingers touched. We clicked glasses. She looked me in the eyes, smiling and stood very close for a moment before moving towards the sofa. She sat down and patted the seat next to her inviting me to sit down.

Except for her first words inviting me in, we didn’t speak—just looked at each other. Still, the room was charged with our contained sexual energy.

We both sipped our wine, still silent, looking at each other, smiling.

She then put one bent leg up on the couch, placing her chin on her knee as she looked at me.

“So what did you have in mind, tonight?” she asked, coyly.

Putting her one leg up like that caused her kimono to open slightly, revealing her entire thigh; the other foot was on the floor and her legs were slightly spread allowing me to almost see her pussy but not quite.

“What a tease she is,” I thought, looking at her hidden treasure.

“Sooooo– what should we do?” she said, smiling “What’s on your mind?”

“I have a little game I’d like to try that I think will help us get to know each other better.”

“What kind of game?”

“It’s simple. It’s called ‘Like—Dislike.’ We take turns telling each other what we like and dislike about having sex.”

“Hmmmmm. Sounds interesting.” She took a sip of wine. “You go first.”

Angel then brought her other leg up on the couch and turned facing me. She now sat Indian style or yoga style with her feet on each ankle. Again, her kimono was high on her legs, barely covering her crotch.

I took a sip of wine and looked her in the eyes, then said, “I like her sexy tight jeans and can’t help grabbing her round ass and rubbing my cock against her cunt getting both of us hot as we grind harder and harder against each other and hearing her moan and say Fuck me! I want it bad!” I paused and took another sip of wine.

She looked at me, smiling, “Ummmmmm!”

I continued. “I dislike her letting me do all the moving and her being passive. She likes it but isn’t responding. “

Angel nodded, taking a sip of wine. “My turn, now.”

“Right.”

“I like when he licks my pussy, slow and teasing at first and then harder, fucking me with his tongue and I grab his head pulling him deeper and he’s making me juicy and I know he’s loving it and I cum hard, knowing I’m going to cum again when he fucks me.”

She looked me in the eyes when she spoke then took another sip of wine.

“I dislike it when he’s rushing ’cause I know he doesn’t care about me and just wants to fuck me. That’s a turn-off.”

I nodded and smiled, letting her know I understood.

I paused a moment to think of what to say. She was leaning slightly forward and I could see her tits as the kimono slid open. I looked her in the eyes before I spoke.

“I like when she’s lying in front of me on the bed with her legs wide open and I’m kneeling between her legs with my hard cock in my hand moving it up and down her wet cunt, teasing and having her lift herself up wanting it and finally she yells, “Fuck me! Fuck me!”

When I described that last scenario, my cock got hard in my shorts. I noticed her looking at the big tent. I didn’t care and wanted her to see it.

“I dislike when she lets me fuck her and lies there but doesn’t seem responsive. She’s just letting me fuck her but not giving back.”

Angel shifted her position and stretched her legs straight out so that they were now on my lap, her foot leaning on my erection. “Mind if I rest my legs there?” she asked.

“Not at all,” I said. “So what’s your next like?” I asked, van escort feeling her feet against my cock.

“I like when he starts off gentle and slow and then we both are getting so hot that he gets rough and fucks me harder and harder ’cause he knows how turned on I am and he pulls out and rams his hard cock into me until I’m screaming for him to fuck me harder. Fuck me! Fuck me! I like being taken.”

When she spoke her kimono had risen higher on her legs. She spread her legs slightly so that I could now see her cunt peeking out from the edge of her kimono.

“I dislike it when he cums so fast and then stops, leaving me unsatisfied and I have to finish myself off. That’s bummer.”

I put my glass down on the table next to the couch. The only light in the room was the lamp on the table. I liked the way her feet felt on my cock and started to rub them, massaging the soles.

“Mmmmmm that feels good. I like that,” she said. “Opps, I got an extra ‘I like’—it’s your turn.” She finished her wine and put the glass on the floor.

“I like coming up behind her while she’s doing something and reaching in front of her, grabbing both her tits and then grinding my cock into the crack of her ass, whispering in her ear, ‘I want to fuck you’ and she gasps and starts wiggling her ass against me, letting me know she’s horny, too. I then move one hand on her mound, moving my finger against her cunt, pulling her harder against my cock and I like how she spreads her legs, pushing her ass against my hard cock, making moaning sounds as she gets hornier.”

I noticed Angel’s mouth was open as she listened. She was looking intently at my eyes and moved her foot back and forth over my cock. I continued rubbing her foot.

“I dislike when I take the chance and grab her by the tits and she continues what’s she’s doing and says, “I’m busy, now…I like spontaneity.” Angel smiled and commented, “hmmmm…spontaneity is great.”

I nodded, surer now that there really was a chemistry or something like that between us.

“Okay, my turn,” she said, looking up at the ceiling as if her muse were there. She then faced me, smiled and said, “I’m ready.”

I moved my hand from her foot and started gently massaging her calf.

“I like being ravished after dancing real close to him and I can feel his hard cock against me and we’re practically fucking while were dancing and he takes me out to the alley in back of the club and pushes me hard against the wall, rips my panties off, bends me over, spreads my legs and rams his hard cock into my wet, horny pussy and I’m screaming fuck me fuck me and he says I like your tight cunt and really rams his cock into me and we both cum at the same time and he says come home with me and I say let’s go…”

“Wow that’s a hot one” I said, feeling turned on.

“Yeah, I really let loose on that one,” she said, “This is fun, but I don’t know if I can continue.”

“Why?” I asked, smiling.

“You know why,” she said. “My pussy’s wet from that one.”

“Play with your self,” I said. “Let me watch you.”

“Only if you do,” she said. “Tell me what you like and we’ll masturbate together,” she added, biting her lower lip and looking me in the eyes.

“I like when we’ve met in a bar for the first time. We’re pretty drunk. She’s wearing a tight black dress that clings to her. I like how her thigh feels as I move my hand up under her tight black dress and she whispers, let’s get out of here. I like when we get to her apartment and we can’t wait to fuck. I push her up against the wall and we’re grinding hard against each other. I get down on my knees, rip off her panties, spread her legs and eat her pussy, licking harder and harder and she screams for me to fuck her, thrusting her cunt against me like she can’t get enough. I like grabbing her ass and pulling her so I can really fuck her with my tongue. I find her clit and she screams EAT ME EAT ME as she squirts her cum juice all over my face.”

“Oh wow that was hot,” she said. She took her feet off my crotch, bent her legs so that her feet were on the couch, her legs spread and she had two fingers in her cunt. Watching her masturbate got my cock even harder. She was looking me in the eyes, enjoying how I was watching her.

“So what do you dislike?” she asked in a low, husky voice.

I dislike when we get to her place and I’m ready to fuck and we’ve started getting into it and she says can we talk first. I then know we’re not on the same page.”

“That wouldn’t happen to me, Thom,” she says, her fingers going in and out of her pussy.

I lower my yalova escort shorts and my cock is standing straight up. She looks at it and says, “Play with your self while I tell you my like.”

“Can you do what you’re doing and talk at the same time?” I ask.

“We’ll see,” she says. She then takes her fingers out of cunt and offers them to me. “Suck my fingers,” she says. “Here, lick my pussy juice.” Before I do, she pulls her fingers away from my lips and wraps her hand around my cock and rubs her pussy juice on my cock. “This will make it easier to jerk off,” she says.

I love how her hand feels going up and down my pole, coating it with her juices.

She leans back and puts her finger in her pussy. At first she closes her eyes and moves her fingers in and out, biting her lower lip. She then opens her eyes and smiles at me.

“I don’t know if I can continue,” she says.

My legs are stretched out in front of me and, my hands going up and down on my cock.

She takes a breath and says, “Okay, I like when he ties my hands and feet to the bed posts and I’m naked and spread eagle. I’m not blind folded and can see everything but I’m helpless. He’s on his knees, sitting up-right, his cock just above my cunt and he’s hovering over me. He looks down at me and says, “Now that I’ve captured you, I’m going to fuck you.” I say, “Oh please don’t sir, let me go.”

While she’s talking her fingers are going faster and faster in her cunt and I’m pumping my hand harder and harder on my cock.

“He hovers over me and starts sucking my tits real hard, his cock at the edge of my pussy. “let me go I scream, but feel his cock above my pussy and every time I say let me go I’m lifting my ass up to get to his cock.”

She’s puts three fingers in her cunt and moving them in and out faster. She stops talking and we’re watching each other.

“Ohhhmy god!” she moans.

“I love watching you fuck yourself,” I say.

“I’m so hot,” she says. “God your cock is so big.”

“You got me horny. Can you continue? I want to hear more.”

“I’ll try.” She pauses, swallows. “You’re mine and you want me to fuck you, don’t you?” he says. “Please, please, I’ll be good. I promise.” I’m trying to escape his cock but arching up to it. He gets his hand under me, grabs by ass and pulls me up and he slams his cock into me and I scream, “Ohhhhhhhgod Fuck me! Yes, Fuck me!”

She’s moving her fingers harder and harder and I’m jerking off faster and faster.

She pulls her fingers out, reaches her arms towards me and says, “I can’t stand it. I’m going to cum. Fuck me Thom. I need you in me.”

She slides down, lying on her back, her legs wide open. I turn, get on my knees and grab her ankles, placing them on my shoulder.

FUCK ME!” she screams.

Both of us are just about ready to burst and I thrust deep into her with a grunt and pull out and ram into her as hard as I can. We’re out of our minds. She shakes my hands off her ankles, wraps her strong legs around my back and lifts herself up so that when I ram her, she falls back on the couch, screaming OHHHHHHHYES. I LOVE IT FUCK “Oh ME FUCK ME!

I don’t think I’ve ever fucked anyone so hard in my life. We’re so in tuned with each other now we’re like one as our bodies move intensely “I love your hot tight cunt, baby. I love it. I love fucking you. ohhhhyes. Oh oh oh. OH OH!’ I’M CUMMMMING!”

“Me,too. Me, too. Ohhhhhyes, I’m there. Ohhhhhgod FUCK ME! , FUCK ME! OH YES I’M CUMMMMING OH GIVE IT TO ME GIVE IT ME DON’T STOP OHHHHHHHHHHMYGOD FUCK ME HARDER HARDER FUCKKKKKKKKK!YES!

I explode in her feeling spurt after spurt fill her pussy and she says, CUM IN ME! CUM IN ME!” and I do, seconds behind her intense orgasm. She holds me in her with her legs wrapped around me. I can’t move and just lay on top of her, her tits pressed against my chest, both of us gasping for air.

Finally, I lift my head and we look each other in the eyes, smiling. I lean forward and we kiss each other deeply, passionately, our kissing telling each other how much we enjoy each other, that this is now beyond just fucking. Something has clicked between us through our adventurous role playing that has created a bond of genuine affection—as if we now knew each other without ever sharing anything personal.

We kissed for several minutes then I lifted my head and looked down at her. We smiled–still, no words.

“Something special has happened, hasn’t it?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said.

“I feel like I know you and yet I know so little about you,” I said.

“Me, too, Thom,” she said, çorlu escort running her fingers tenderly through my hair.

“You know I’m leaving tomorrow, don’t you?” I said.

“Yes.” She answered. “I knew this was our last night.”

We look at each other, silently. My deflated cock is on her belly and I can feel her wet pussy on my thigh as it rests between her legs.

“Don’t go back to your cabin,” she says, softly. “Stay with me. I want to wake up with you in the morning.”

“I’d like that, too,” I said.

We didn’t move from the couch for a while, enjoying the feel of each other’s body.

Finally, she pushes me up, grabs my hand and takes me into her bedroom. She pulls back the covers and we crawl in and cuddle, kissing, holding, rubbing each other, feeling close and warm but still we don’t speak. We dozed off in each other’s arms.

When I woke up, she was on her side. We had slept, spooning each other, my arm over her. I felt my cock at the crack of her ass. I started rubbing it against her ass, then reached over and gently started playing with her nipple. At first she didn’t move then I felt her move her ass as my cock got harder. I started kneading her tits and heard her purr, ummmmmm. Keep doing that.”

She then reached her arm over me, got her hand on my ass and pulled me against her, while she continued wiggling against my cock. She turned her face toward me and whispered, “Give me a good morning fuck.”

“You’re my dream girl, Angel,” I whispered back.

“Except I’m real and we’re not dreaming,” she said, smiling up at me.

I was rubbing my cock between her legs when she rolled onto her stomach and spread her legs. I got on top of her back, my cock at the entrance of her pussy. She reached up, grabbed a pillow and put it under her, so that her ass was elevated.

I held my cock and started moving it up and down the outside of her wet pussy. She was moving her ass so my cock was going into her. “Oh I like how you feel,” she said, softly. “I like it. I like it. Keep doing that. You’re getting me so hot, baby.”

I then thrust into her and she gasped. “Ohhhhhhyes.”

I loved how responsive she was, how she told me what she liked. It urged me on. “I love fucking you,” I whispered. “I love how tight you are.”

“Come on, baby, do me. do it to me. fuck me. I want it hard, now.”

I got my hands under her and lifted her so that she was now on her knees. I got up on my knees and had more power from this angle and rammed my cock into her harder and faster. Ram! Ram! Ram! Ram!

Angel turned her face towards me and I had my hands on her hips as I thrust into her as hard as I could.

She screamed at me–“That’s it. Fuck me. Give it to me. Harder. Damn it. Harder!”

The harder I fucked, the louder she screamed. ‘OHHHHHHHGOD YES YES YES. I’M, CUMMING FUCK ME. OHHHHHHGOD I’M CUMMING.”

I felt her shudder and shiver as an orgasm swept over her and she screamed, “YESSSSSSSSOH YESSSSS!” She then collapsed on the bed, rolled over on her back, knowing I hadn’t cum yet and she wrapped her strong legs around my back and pulled me into her.

“Cum for me, baby. I want you to fill me with your cum.”

I was almost there and thrust deep into her open wet pussy and pounded her. causing the bed to squeak as my cock went in and out with all my strength. I felt just on the verge of exploding. My sperm was boiling and suddenly burst forth as I felt her tight cunt milk me with each thrust.”OH. OH. OH OH” I yelled with each thrust. “FUCK ME! FUCK ME!”

” Cum in me. Come on, baby give it to me.”

Ohh god I’M CUMMMING! I’M CUMMING!”

Finally, I collapsed on her, completely spent, gasping for air and unable to speak. She was rubbing my hair, panting. We felt close and I lay there thinking what a wonderful woman, this person is. I felt so at peace and so fulfilled with her.

“I can’t bear the thought of leaving you this morning,” I said.

“It’s been quite an adventure, hasn’t it,” she responded.

“Yes, it has.” I said.

“Well, don’t be surprised if I show up at your cabin one day and say, “Surprise.”

“I’d like that,” I said and smiled.

——————————————————– Driving home that day, I thought about Angel. We exchanged phone numbers and e-mail addresses and left wondering if we would ever add another chapter to this adventure.

All this happened, over a year ago. We e-mailed. Played phone sex a few times. She got her chick lit book published and my novel is at a publisher now. She said she’s going back to Hickory Run next summer, gave me the dates and that was the last I heard from her for a few months. Then I got an e-mail that said she was getting married and that she would never forget me.

I wrote back and said congratulations and that I would never forget her.

“C’est le vie.”

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It had been a typical English grad student party. About 8 of us had sat around and eaten snacks and drunk—soft drinks, beer, wine, and harder liquor. We weren’t picky. We trashed our teachers, trashed our courses, trashed culture in general and told some obscene jokes. Like I said, a typical party for English students in their mid-20’s who thought they were going to be teachers.

I liked these get-togethers because that year, I was the only guy in the program who came to the parties. It wasn’t really a sexual feeling, but I liked being surrounded by 6 or 7 women and they seemed to accept me as one of them. I was surprised at how filthy they talked—truck drivers got nothing on them.

There was one other guy there that evening—Mark somebody. He wasn’t a student but he was the boyfriend of one of the girls. He was a little uncomfortable—he didn’t speak the language, didn’t get the inside jokes, so he and Jennifer left about midway through the evening. Around midnight other people started to get ready to leave.

The party had been at Kelly’s apartment and I offered to stay and help her clean up. She said she would give me a ride home. I didn’t live that far away—about 10 minutes walk across campus, but it was a cold night, and I was glad of the offer. There was nothing going on between us—but I hoped there might be. Of all the girls at the party that night, Kelly was the one that most attracted me. I liked them all, but it was all just friendly. But it seemed that Kelly liked me too. Several times during the evening she had found a way to touch me on the forearm and she had sat next to me the floor when we were playing Trivial Pursuit even though we weren’t on the same team. A few times our eyes met in a moment of understanding. These are all good sign—touching on the forearm, eye contact—that a girl is interested in you.

It was already past midnight by the time everyone had gone, and we cleared up the cans and bottles and glasses and other dishes and carried them to the kitchen. I washed the dishes while Kelly dried and stacked them. I washed out a big glass bowl that had held Chex mix and after she dried it, Kelly said, “I’m going to put this back up on top of the cupboard where it goes. Will you hold me so I don’t fall?” Another excellent sign that a girl has something on her mind— asking you to touch her.

She stood on the countertop and reached above her head to set the bowl up on top of the cupboard. I put my hands lightly on her hips. My line-of-vision was directly into the back of her knees and I noticed that she had on shiny Lycra pantyhose or stockings.

Kelly was wearing a blue skirt that came to just above her knees and I had nice glimpse of the back of her legs as well. She was plump—big around the waist and hips and that made her skirt hang like a bell with her legs as the clapper. When she stepped down from the counter on to the chair, I continued to hold her hips, then I took her hand and helped her step all the way down to the floor. When she stepped down she was toe to toe with me and had her hands on my arms.. If she had leaned forward two inches her boobs (big ones ) would have oppressed against my chest. She looked up at me and I could tell that she was getting ready to kiss me. She leaned forward—and the doorbell rang. Damn!

Kelly put a finger to her lips indicating I should be quiet, and walked out of the kitchen to answer the door. I heard a woman’s voice and I wondered who it was. I thought I recognized it as Delorah’s, but I wasn’t sure. Delorah was in the department and had been one of the last to leave Kelly’s house. She was a nice enough person but not nearly as attractive as some of the other women—she was fairly tall, but thin as a pole. I heard Kelly laugh and then I heard the door close.

“Who was that?” I inquired when Kelly re-entered the kitchen.

“It was Delorah and she was looking for you.”

“Me?” I was surprised. “Why?”

“Good question,” Kelly smiled. ” I think she wanted to jump your bones. She said she wondered if you had already left and said she would take you home if you were still here. I asked her whose home, hers or yours, and she turned red. I teased her by saying I’d call you and tell you to go over to her apartment. trabzon escort She whispered that she had a nice warm bed that you could sleep in it any time you wanted.”

“She did not!”

“Oh yes she did—didn’t’ you notice she had the hots for you at the party tonight?”

Come to think of it Delorah had been unusually attentive and had given me a couple of “accidental” glimpses up her skirt, but since it was medium length I hadn’t really seen too much. I also remembered that she had squeezed in next to me on the couch when there were already three of us sitting there.

“Do you want me to run you over there—I’m sure she’d let you in—and I mean all the way in,” Kelly teased me.

“Hmmm, I don’t think so—she’s a little on the skinny side for me—I’ve got a broomstick with bigger tits than her at home.”

“That’s a cruel remark—but true and funny,” said Kelly, laughing. “Now, where were we?”

“Well, before we were so rudely interrupted by “Desperate Delorah” we were right here.” I stepped close to Kelly—so close you could barely slide a piece of paper between us. “And your lips were only millimeters from mine,” I whispered.”

“Oh yeah,,” she breathed, “like this.”

And she moved her face towards mine and brushed her lips ever so lightly against mine.

“That was nice,” she said in a low voice, ” can I do it again?”

“You can do it as many times as you want,” I whispered back.

She pressed her body against mine and kissed me longer and harder.

“That was nice,” I said, quietly, ” will you do it again?”

“I’ll do it as many times as you want,” she promised.

Suddenly our arms were around each other, holding each other tightly, and our tongues were busy, exploring the other mouths, nibbling, kissing, licking and getting us both hot and excited. Kelly started pushing me back out of the kitchen, eagerly French kissing me with every step. We moved backwards to the living room where we both collapsed on the couch. All the time, our hands were roving over each other’s bodies. She was rubbing my thighs, and trying to get her hands on the bulge in my jeans. I was cupping and squeezing her rounded ass cheeks while trying to nuzzle her boobs.

“Hold on,» she gasped at last. “Let’s do this slow and sensuously—I want to enjoy every detail.”

“Kelly, I want to give you multiple orgasms—the question is, where do I start?”

But she was already pulling off her top—a purple sweater that was fairly loose and came off easily. Quick as a wink, she had unsnapped her black lacy bra, pulled it off, and was cupping her gorgeous tits, holding them towards me. “Start here,” she said, breathlessly, “unless you’ve got a broomstick at home with bigger tits.”

“God, no,” I said, “I’ve never seen such delicious breasts in my life.” And they were magnificent. I’m not good at bra sizes, but I’m sure they must have been DD, and when I put my hands on them they filled them up and spilled over the edges—they were like small cantaloupes. Even though they hung down low on her chest because of their weight, they were firm and plump and ready to be eaten. The nipples were a very light pink color. The aureoles were big—as big as the bottom of a teacup, but the nipples themselves were rather small—small but long. I had never seen such long nipple. And they were begging me to suck them, lick them, and nibble them, begging me to give them enormous oral pleasure. Which I did.

I spent a long time on Kelly’s nipples, because I knew that I was making her cunt wet. At the same time I was using one hand or the other to caress her silky legs. She had her head back and her eyes closed and she was whispering things like “don’t stop, oh god, yes, lick me, lick me, oooooh, oh baby, tongue my nipples, you’re getting me so hot…” Things calculated to drive me wild.

“I’m gonna cum for you—keep sucking my nipples,” she said. She shifted a bit on the couch and pulled her skirt up, revealing the plumpness of her thighs and belly and the soaking crotch of her panties. Her hand went directly to her cunt and she pushed aside her panties, and immediately stuck two finger into her love-hole. So much for taking it slow. She slid her fingers rapidly in and tunceli escort out of her cunt, and in seconds, she was moaning and twisting, obviously enjoying the first of her orgasms. I didn’t keep sucking her nipples— I was too busy watching her finger her self to orgasm. When she stopped sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt, I grabbed her hand and licked her dripping fingers. I was going crazy—I wanted to take her whole tit in my mouth, I wanted to suck her juice-covered fingers, I wanted to stick my tongue deep I her cunt, I wanted to fuck her brains out, and I wanted to continue to stroke her legs which were covered in silky nylon. I didn’t have enough tongues and hands and cocks to do every thing to her that I wanted to. But I had to start somewhere.

I pushed her legs further apart and rubbed my cheek against her nylons as I pushed my face into her crotch. She held her panties to one side as I stuck my tongue in between her pussy lips and started lapping up her cunt juice. “Oh yeah baby, tonguefuck me—put it in deep!” she ordered me.

I was quite willing to obey whatever orders this sex-bomb would give. I didn’t want to take off my jeans yet because I was afraid that one look from her lust-filled eyes would make me explode and spray my cum all over her—not a bad idea actually, but I wanted to save my orgasm for when I was deep inside her pussy. Anyway, I was busy getting her ready to come again with my pussy-licking activity.

Even though I was dying to cum, I licked slowly, up and down her slit, and then sideways, then tonguing her clit, then poking my tongue into her open hole. Soon my face was covered with the sweet honey from her cunt. It wasn’t long before she pushed my face away from her honey-pot and said in a strangled sounding voice, “fuck me.”

I pulled off my clothes as he got on her knees on the couch and put her hands on the arm of the sofa. “Take me from behind baby—I want you to fuck me from behind!” I looked at her plump round ass sticking up and her nylon covered legs, and the pink, wet slit of her pussy and I moved into position behind her, but not before sticking my tongue deep into her cunt. Then I slid my aching cock onto her tight wet pussy, sliding slowly all the way in. When I had buried my cock in her wet honey-box, I leaned over her, cupped her tits, and pushed forwards. She gave a deep groan. “Oh yeah—fuck me slow and deep!”

Which is what I did. I slid slowly all the way in and just when I thought I was in as deep as I could go, I gave a push and slid in a little deeper. Then I slid my cock slowly out of her pussy, ever so slowly, until just the head was inside her cunt. I slid in and out, just about a half an inch—teasing her cunt until she begged me to push it in deep again. I did this several times as she moaned and panted. Then, one time, when she said, “put it deep in me,” I said “no”, and I continued to tease her honey hole with just the tip of my cock.

“Oh, God, put it in me, push it in.”

Again I said “no” as I continued to give her just about an inch of cock. “Oh, oohhhhhhhh, come on, fuck me deep, stick it all the way in.” She reached behind her and tried to grab my ass and pull me deep inside her cunt, but I resisted. I’m not into power games or anything, but I was enjoying making her want me so bad and begging me to fuck her.

“Say you ant me to fuck you harder and deeper than you’ve ever been fucked before.”

“Yes, yes.” She was moaning loudly now and gasping for breath and desperately trying to impale herself on my cock.

“Say it”, I demanded.

“She let out a frustrated groan and then through clenched teeth and great gasps of breath she said, “I want you to fuck me…. Aaaaah, aaaahhhh, fuck me, fuck meaaaahhhh!”

She couldn’t finish the sentence. Anyway, what did I care? Here was a woman who was going to explode with pleasure and I was going to come with her. In one swift movement I grabbed her hips and pulled her plump gorgeous ass back onto my rock-hard cock and I thrust my hips forward and we detonated a long, long minute of creaming ecstatic orgasm. I could feel her cunt twitching and contracting around my cock and I pumped her full of hot cum. We both cried out as we uşak escort heaved together for what seemed like ages.

We collapsed flat on the couch with me lying on top of her with my cock still buried in the sweet stickiness of her hungry cunt. “Don’t move,” she said quietly. So I didn’t. I just lay there feeling the warmth of her pussy enveloping me and the silkiness of her stocking covered legs against mine. My hands stroked her hair and I kissed the back of her neck.

We both dozed off and woke up about 20 minutes later. I was getting a little chilly, but my cock although limp, was still surrounded by warm pussy. “Kelly, I have to pee,” I said. Gently I raised myself off her back, sliding my limp cock out of her soggy pussy. She made a sound of disappointment, and I could imagine a pouty look on her face.

I padded into the bathroom and relieved myself. When I came back to the living room, Kelly was sitting up, and my cock gave a little twitch as I took in her nylon-covered legs, her hairy snatch and her big boobs which hung down a little but whose nipples were definitely standing up.

“Lay down on the couch,” she said. I obeyed, and I felt Kelly slide onto the floor, kneeling beside me. “Just close your eyes and relax,” she said. I closed my eyes and felt her hands gently stroking my pubic area, and then I felt the warmth of her mouth on my penis. She was kissing the head of my cock and occasionally taking it little way into her mouth and giving it a little suck. She started licking the shaft, and with her exquisite oral attention, she soon had me rigid enough to slide into a pussy. Her pussy.

“I want to ride you,” she whispered.

“I’m all yours, baby, ” I whispered back. Slowly she put one sexy nylon-covered leg over me, and settled her self into a comfortable position before taking my cock with one hand and guiding it into her sopping cunt. She lowered her full weight onto le and I felt my rod slide all the way into her wet pussy. Slowly she began to rock back and forth, fondling her boobs a she did so. I put my hands on her ass and kept her cunt glued tight to me as she slid back and forth. She looked me right in the eye the whole time she was fucking me and that contributed to the intensity of the orgasm that was building inside me

She began to rock faster and faster, moaning now as her ecstasy built up to the boiling point. She was twisting and squeezing her tits now, and I let go of her ass to put my hands on her boobs with her hands as she squealed, “come in me, come in me, come, come, come!”

I couldn’t hold back. With her looking me in the eyes, I could see how much she wanted me to come in her. Who could keep from coming when a hot woman was sliding her cunt over his dick and she was begging him to come? So, I let go for the second time that evening. As I began to jerk, spraying a load of hot cum deep up inside her twat, she came. It was amazing— both of us heaving and trying to get even deeper, groaning together, and splashing our juices all over each other.

At last we stopped moving and she lay herself down on top of me. “Don’t move, ” I said. I wanted the feeling of being inside her wet cut not last all night. I stroked her nyloned legs, exciting my self mentally, but unable to do much else than think about how I was going to be fucking her as often as I could.

Apparently she had the same idea, because when I started to get out of the car after she gave me a ride home at 4 a.m. she gave me that wicked smile and said, “I’ve got some killer black silk stockings that need a man to really appreciate them. Do you think you’d like to come over this evening and do that for me?”

“Sure,” I said, I’ll come over and appreciate your stockings—but I want to fuck your brains out again as well.”

“It’s a deal”, she said. Only—do you think we could make it three times tonight?”

It took me a minute to figure out what she was talking about. “I’ll practice on Delorah this afternoon and see how many times I can make her come. Then I’ll have an idea of how many times I can get you off tonight. You don’t mind if I use my tongue and fingers to get you off before I use my cock, do you?”

She leaned over and gave me a long, deep kiss that held the promise of what she was going to do with her tongue, and then she said, “Now go get some rest—you’ve got a big evening ahead of you—and don’t wear yourself out fucking Delorah—take it easy on her.” And with that she drove off—but I knew I’d be seeing—and fucking her again that evening.

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I used to long for the guy across the street, Noah, to notice me. I was shy, but on warm spring days I would read out on my front lawn hoping he’d come over and talk. Turns out he was too nervous to make a move as well.

I’d watch him from my kitchen window as he would emerge from his house each morning to go to work and then get off the transit at 5:15 and walk home. It got to the point that my days would revolve around his schedule.

On Saturdays he would mow his lawn or tend to his gardens or clean the gutters. He would be dressed in his Saturday clothes; rugged and relaxed. I was especially attracted to Noah when he dressed like this. It seemed so much more natural for him than his weekday wear of a suit and tie.

On Sundays Noah would chill out the most. I’d watch him emerge around noon in only a bathrobe, hair messy and face proud with full weekend stubble. He would sit on his veranda and sip away on what I presumed to be coffee and watch the world go by. This was the time that I had the chance to get his attention.

After years of pining, I decided to get serious about Noah and started spending each week thinking up a plan for Sunday.

My first attempt I was full of butterflies. I visited my sister out of town from Friday – Sunday with my return timed for his porch sitting. I drove around the neighborhood for 10 minutes before I got the nerve up to enter my driveway in front of him, get out of the car, retrieve my bag from its place tucked in the back of the trunk (so that I had to stretch to reach it), walk to my front door, bend over at the waist to pick up the newspaper and go inside. I could not tell if he had watched my act or not. By the time I peeked out from behind the curtain in my living room, he was focused on a robin sitting in his magnolia tree.

I knew in order to gauge his response next time I would have to be able to watch him during my act. So, the next week I bought a video camera and placed it on its tripod in my bedroom window. I spent the week getting used to it. Focusing on the chair on his porch, recording the neighborhood and then reviewing the tape, I even videotaped my act so that I could practice and perfect it before Sunday.

When noon rolled around on Sunday, I was much more confident and prepared than for my first attempt. I lined the camera up on Noah and pressed record. rize escort Then, dressed in a tight tank top and a pair of grubby old overalls, I went outside to the garage and got the ladder. I leaned it against the garage roof and climbed its height. I reached high above me and removed the old light bulb from the coach light and placed it in my left pocket. Then I took a fresh bulb from my right pocket and screwed it slowly into the socket, making sure to lean just right to show off my bare stomach where my shirt had pulled up. Then I climbed down the ladder and put it away, and after closing the garage, went inside to view the tape.

Before pressing the stop button, I watched Noah for a while, zooming in on his eyes and lips and hands resting on his lap. I slipped the tape into the VCR in my bedroom and watched with great interest. At first Noah was simply enjoying the afternoon; sipping on his hot drink, watching some kids walk by on the sidewalk with their red wagon. Then my ladder caught his eye and he watched my activities. His eyes climbed the ladder with me and followed my hand to the light bulb. They slipped down my arm to my shoulders and on to my waist, then rested there for some time. They gained interest as I pocketed the bulb and took the new one out. At this time he put down his mug as I stretched back up to the socket and then he leaned forward as I screwed. His eyes fell on my exposed skin as though they longed to touch it and I knew that I should continue my Sunday escapades.

I watched the rest of the video from the comfort of my bed where I could rewind the tape again and again until I was able to tease and pleasure myself into a frenzied, heavenly orgasm. How I longed for the day that Noah would join me in the act. But, I knew building up the desire would make it a whole lot more fun.

Each time I would feel more and more self assured. The third Sunday was bold for me. Thank god the weatherman was right, it was a hot day, so I dressed in a modest but pin-up style bikini and watered my hedges in my front yard. The hose was damp and firm filled with pressure and I held it with knowledgeable hands (I had spend the previous week practicing with a broom handle in my livingroom). My barefeet danced me around the yard to reach each plant and, when lined up with Noah while watering the frontmost sakarya escort hedge, I reached out my arm for a neighborly wave, making sure to elongate my scarcely clothed body. Noah shyly nodded back before quickly looking away, pretending that he had not been eyeing me. I turned my back, making sure not to look his way again so that he could return his gaze to me. Before returning the hose to its home, I stood beneath it with my neck swanlike, taking a long and thirsty drink from its stream.

I was eager to rush to my bed to view the new tape of Noah, but I made sure to slowly walk the length of the yard to the door across the wet grass for maximum exposure.

Once inside I sprinted up the stairs stood behind the camera. I eyed my sheer curtains beyond the tripod and on impulse ran my hand across them, caressing the fabric. Feeling immensely frisky, I started to undress in the hopes that Noah would still be watching my house. I untied the halter strap around my neck and let it fall. I slowly pulled the now wet top down, exposing my tender and ready breasts. They bounced in their freedom and I cupped them before adding a hearty tweak to each nipple. I let out a giggle and they jiggled happily. Then I slid my hand down first over my ribs and on to my smooth and taught tummy finally to its resting place in the front of my bikini bottoms where it poised a moment before rubbing the newly shaved area. It was soft like velvet. I found my little button and circled it gently. It was supple, yet dry so I delved below for some moisture and as I suspected I was ripe with berry juice. I rolled my fingers in it and brought some up to my view. It strung between my fingers with abundance.

Needing Noah’s eyes fully on my, I pulled upon the curtains and returned my fingers to my clit and smothered it with erratic motions. I cocked my head back in ecstasy. After a long time, I turned my back to the window and removed the last of my bikini, bending over as it fell to the ground to reveal my swelling honey pot to Noah. Then, I took the tape from the camera and moved to the TV. I rewound it and sat on the edge of the bed, awaiting the show that would push me over the edge. I watched as Noah watched me in my yard. His eyes were full of longing and intensity. I watched them sink as I left the yard and him lean samsun escort deep into his chair. Some time went by before he scanned my house for activity, then he spotted my bedroom and his face lit up. His looked around to make sure no one was in view, and then his hands moved to his groin. He rubbed through his robe and then exposed a throbbing, glorious work of art. I hadn’t expected such a show and I nearly couldn’t resist coming. But I wanted to watch him come first. I withdrew from my fondling and watched in wonder.

He rubbed the tip with his thumb as he watched my display in the window. Then he seized the shaft and I could see his body start to tremor. His face changed as if a light bulb light above him and he recovered himself and went inside. I was disappointed in this, but he returned with a notepad. He wrote something and held it up: “Want to come over?”

A grin spread across my face and I hurriedly slipped on a dress. I practically slid down the stairs and out the door. I rushed across the street and found him on his chair waiting for me. I was pleasantly relieved to find a tent still remained in his robe. After a nervous moment I stepped between his legs, leaned down and kissed his bristly face. His lips were softer than I’d imagined and I melted as his hands moved to grip my waist. I slid down and opened his robe, now hidden by the veranda’s trim. I licked the length of his member and enveloped it with an unrivaled hunger.

As I moved ravenously up and down I could sense him trying to hide his desires from the neighbors with subtle grunts and moans and clenched hands, so I lay myself out on wooden planks of the porch away from any prying eyes and pulled him down with me. He nudged my legs open and kissed my clit lovingly before placing himself at my opening. He held it there, subtle and tempting and looked me deep in the eyes before satisfying my craving with a welcome, forceful plunge. I let out a deafening cry of passion as he rhythmically filled me with his pulsing member. Neither of us could sustain the intensity and so we escalated to eruption without delay.

We lay together on the floor; our nether regions and hearts throbbing in unison for some time before the cool breeze of the evening tickled our skin.

I spent the rest of the night becoming familiarized with his house. By morning, I was no stranger to his dining table, kitchen counter, sofa, deep freezer lid, stairs, workbench, bed or shower.

We put both our houses on the market within the week and bought a nice little place in the country where we could make all the noise we wanted without having to worry about prying neighbors.

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It had been a long week in the office. The Quarterly figures had to be compiled, and inevitably meant me working late every night. Still, they were done now so I could relax and go home and treat myself to a beer.

As usual I was the last one in the office, and locked away before heading downstairs to the exit. Just as I went for the door handle I noticed that there was still a car in the car park. It belonged to Jenny, one of the Admin team . I decided to go and say goodnight and check if she was OK. As I walked down the long corridor I could see that the only light in downstairs was in her office. As I got near I could see through the glass panel in the door that she wasn’t working in the conventional sense!

She was sitting in her Typists chair, with her back to me but slightly side on. Her head was tossed back and her long auburn hair flowed down her shoulders. It looked as though her eyes were closed, and she was breathing very heavily. The best of it all was that her skirt was hitched up around her waist and her long tanned legs were spread wide apart whilst she was rubbing her silk panties furiously. Her legs were clad in stockings – but I couldn’t quite see if they were worn with suspenders or hold ups. Whatever they were, they looked damn good.

At this point I didn’t know whose heart was beating faster. I stopped dead in my tracks. She was astonishingly good looking. I’d been out with her at various office parties and it was amazing the effect she had on men. Wherever, whatever pub or restaurant we went into – all the guys would have only eyes for her. And that was when she was being perfectly respectable. Not just downright filthy as here!

My dick began to get hard in my pants – this was a first class porn show in the office. How many times had I looked at her and imagined having dirty sex with her, and here she was doing it, albeit without me, but Boy, was I enjoying myself. In the silent building I could hear her breathing heavily, and her sighs of pleasure. It looked as though she was getting close to coming. Her breaths were getting faster and faster, and one hand was now up inside her white blouse caressing her breasts as the other one was making frantic circles on the front of what I imagined to be a very very wet pair of knickers.

Without realising it, I found my hand inside my pants and was stroking my cock. More than anything I wanted to release it from its confines and let it play over the golden skin of Jenny in front of me.

She’d now unbuttoned her blouse completely, and I could see she’d left her bra at home. I’d never seen such perfect breasts before– I could see her toned stomach, and the tits were the icing on the cake. They wouldn’t look out of place on a porn star, twin golden orbs, finished off perfectly with two very dark and very erect nipples. I wanted them in my mouth. To suck on, and bite, they were too good to resist.

She tweaked the nipples with her left hand, twisting and pulling, and letting them fall back again. Each nipple looked as hard as my cock felt, standing out proud form those magnificent tits, that bounced so seductively as she ground her pussy into the chair. I was dying to give those nipples and tits a bloody good suck just for starters. Her right hand played with her clit, circling, and rubbing alternately. I could see her long red nails flashing away in her crotch – this really would have done Amsterdam proud! She began to pant very heavily. By now I was pressed up against the glass of the door, and she was too engrossed in her impending orgasm to notice anything else. Her right hand was now like a blur as she rubbed her slit, and her head was being thrown back in the throes of ecstasy.

Her panting was getting louder and I was almost afraid that someone would come out and discover us – me playing with my dick and Jenny coming. Stupid really – the entire staff had long since left. With one final sigh she arched her back and ground her pussy up and against urfa escort her hand. Her whole body stiffened for what seemed a lifetime and then she slumped back in her chair. I could already see the sex-flush on her chest she had obviously enjoyed it.

After seeing that I was so turned on I had to have her. I took my hand from my pants, and my cock felt unbelievably solid as it strained against my waistband. I pushed open the door – Jenny turned like a startled rabbit caught in the headlights. The shock on her face was immeasurable. But when she realized it was me, and saw the horny look on my face – she relaxed. Then her face turned into a picture of lust. The girl obviously wanted more – she’d only just begun.

‘Richard – it’s you – come and fuck me now – on the desk’ her eyes blazed. I almost ran at her and kissed her lips hard and deep. By now she was standing up, and I could feel her nipples rubbing at my chest. I wasted no time in losing my shirt and feeling her warm skin against mine.

We were both so turned on it was untrue – the kissing was feverish and we explored each other’s mouths with our tongues that seemed to be everywhere at once. Jenny had her hands over my back and I could feel her long sharp nails digging into my flesh. I didn’t care – I just wanted to be naked and have her. . I broke away from the kissing and my mouth went straight to her breasts – they tasted as good as I’d imagined – I sucked her nipple hard and she groaned – she liked it. I now had both my hands round her tits as I sank to the floor on my knees, I could hardly contain my excitement – I sucked like crazy and looked her in the eye – Jenny was so hot for all this. Her eyes were just begging me to fuck her. I was now teasing her – first one nipple between my teeth, then the other, and squeezing the breasts together hard.

‘Oh Richard – I’ve been a bad girl haven’t I?’ she whispered in between sighs.

‘Yes Jenny – you have – and I’m afraid I’m going to have to make you suffer for being so naughty in the office. Get on your desk and take your knickers off!’

Jenny needed no further instruction – she hoisted her skirt up to reveal a white silk thong that barely covered her pussy. I could see the dark wet patch where she had been wanking herself before. She turned around so I could see her perfect ass and leaning forwards, gently slipped the thong off her, slowly easing it away from her wet cunt, and down her legs and over her black stilettos. She looked every inch the Porn Queen now. I got my first look at her pussy –it was barely inches in front of me – I could see its neat lips glistening with her juice, and the dark tuft of hair above it – just pointing the way to where the action was.

‘Lean over the desk Jenny’ I barked. She did willingly and I saw her hard nipples rest on the shiny surface. Her legs were open, but she was begging me to get closer to her wet cunt and she edged her legs ever wider. The curves on her arse were perfect – it was firm, with just the slightest hint of a tan line. My hands sank into her arse cheeks as I started to lick her sweet wet slit. Her body shivered with excitement as my tongue ran down towards her clit. She tasted so good and was so wet. This girl was ready for a hard fuck.

‘You have been a very bad girl – now I’m going to have to punish you – I’m going to eat your pussy, and you are just going to have to put up with it- whether you want it or not – OK Jenny?’ I told her after I’d tasted her warm juices. ‘Yes Richard – I understand’ came the meek response. My hands gripped her ass firmer and I dived back into her pussy. I was licking away and enjoying the wonderful warm taste of this dirty dirty girl. My tongue found its way in between her ever so neat and tidy pussy lips and I began to fuck her with my tongue. I wanted the whole pussy in my mouth – I wanted to fuck this lovely cunt with my mouth. I withdrew my tongue from her hot hole, and played it round sivas escort her clit. She began to grind her ass into me and as she did the intensity of feeling in her clit was growing – ‘Put your fingers inside me’ she hissed. I was only too willing and slid two digits into her cunt. It was tight, but oh so welcoming and so hot. I was licking and playing with her clit with my tongue whilst finger fucking her pussy at the same time. This just drove her wild, and within a moments she came violently. I could taste her juices getting more and more as she came, and as soon as she did I whipped my fingers out to get my tongue in there and lick up every last drop. I buried my mouth deep in her pussy lips, as though I was fucking her with my face.

She lay there exhausted on the desk – and I peeled off her blouse and unbuttoned the skirt that was merely acting as a belt around her waist. Now she was naked apart from the stilettos and her hold up stockings. They really showed her legs off to good advantage and the height of the heels meant that her arse was ever so slightly turned up to me – allowing perfect access.

‘OK Jenny – you’ve had your fun – now it’s my turn – I’m going to fuck you – doggy style.’. I unbuttoned my belt and let my pants and trousers fall to the floor. I kicked off my shoes and socks too – I didn’t want any piece of clothing getting between her body and me – I wanted full flesh to flesh contact. I needed to feel the heat of her body.

My cock was as hard as its ever been, and it was big. I couldn’t wait to get it into that pussy that was still wet and open from my finger fuck. The lips just begged for a hard cock inside them. I pressed the head of my veiny cock up against the lips of her pussy. I could feel the wetness and the heat coming through, and it felt so good I wanted to come then and there. I paused just to savour the moment – the tight wet pussy, stretched around the head – I wanted to remember it forever. – A deep sigh came from Jenny, and I eased it into her, inch by inch. It was pretty thick, as hard as steel, and her pussy was tight, but as she was so wet, it wasn’t much of a problem. The feeling as I went deeper and deeper into her was unbeatable. I’d longed to do this to her for years, and at last it was a reality. Some things are worth waiting for. I felt my balls touching her legs as she took my full length, As I stopped, she let out a deep sigh and arched her back. This gave me access to her tits freed as they were from the desk. Each tit fitted just about into the palm of my hand and as I began to thrust my cock in and out of her, I was pulled and teasing her nipples.

‘Remember Jenny – this is my turn now – you have been bad and I’m punishing you by using you’ I said cruelly. You aren’t allowed to come – I shall be cross if you do’ She groaned in dismay. I grabbed her hips for extra leverage and really started to pump her hard. My balls were bouncing off her pussy lips now, and they were already wet from her pussy . I could tell Jenny was enjoying it, but she was working hard at stifling her pleasure. She was biting her lip, and her eyes were closed in a mixture of exquisite pleasure and pain. She tilted her ass up higher in the air, as an invite to just fuck her that little bit harder and deeper and I could tell she was close to coming again. I grabbed her hair, and pulled her hair hard. It was like reining in a wild horse – and what a ride she gave!

As I did this she started to come – forcing her ass and pussy onto me as far as was possible. I could feel her bucking getting more and more desperate – and then as she reached the top of her orgasm, the tremors through every muscle she went rigid for what seemed a lifetime, before she nearly collapsed on the desk – with my cock still deep in her cunt.. By now her back was wet with the sweat from our bodies, and gleamed seductively under the light. I dipped my fingers in the little pool that had formed in the small of tekirdağ escort her back and massaged it into the cheeks of her ass – and giving her a small smack just for good measure. I really couldn’t take much more of this though – I had to come, and come hard – we could always continue the sex back at her place later. I pulled out of her and she relaxed on the desk.

‘Jenny – what did you do wrong then?’ I asked. She turned round and looked up at me with her green eyes sparkling – a mixture of perfect sweetness and lust at the same time. ‘I’m sorry – I couldn’t help it – I came’ she said apologetically, with just the faintest smirk on her lips revealing her real feelings.

‘Well then – now you must pay the price for your disobedience. Get on your knees.’ I told her.

This she did, and with my cock standing proud, just inches from her mouth – she knew what she had to do. I could feel her breath on the end of my cock – it was slippery and wet from her pussy. She knelt forwards, and let me run my cock around her lips – circling her mouth – teasing her face like you would her pussy. Then, without even touching my dick with her hand she opened her lips – still wearing her ruby red lipstick and swallowed the head of it. She never broke eye contact at all and as she started to suck and lick me she looked me deep in the eyes. I’ll never forget that face of an angel staring up at me as she gave such an expert blowjob – it was so unexpected this behaviour that it was as horny as hell.

She took almost my entire length in her mouth, her nose almost nuzzling up against my stomach. Then she took me all the way out and my cock sprang out of her mouth, bouncing into her cheek. She held it in her hands and started to wank me off as her tongue licked my balls, and ran up the shaft, God it was good. I was starting to cover her tongue with my pre-cum now. She had licked her own juice off my shaft already. She then teased the end with her teeth – nibbling and sucking, just prolonging my agony – so many times I wanted to come, but she could just tell that I was close and she let the feeling subside before starting back up again.

‘I’m going to come all over your face any minute now Jenny – I hope you like spunk ‘cos you are going to get a mouth full of it!’ I told her. ‘I deserve it – come all over me – I need to feel your hot come trickling down my skin’ came the reply.

And with it – she took my full length in her mouth. It was now hard to tell what was happening. Was I fucking her face – was she blowing me? Her tongue swirled round the end and underside of my dick like a whirlwind – feverishly trying to coax my spunk out. I got hold of her hair and was using that to make sure there was no chance her mouth was going to leave my dick until I was ready. It was absolute ecstasy! The sweat was rolling off me, and my balls were desperate to despatch their load all over Jenny’s tanned face and body. I could feel her long nails digging into the cheeks of my ass, and her hard nipples were brushing against my legs. It was all too much for anyone to take.

‘Oh God!’ I groaned as my balls went into spasm. Jenny felt the spunk beginning its journey and pulled her mouth off my shaft. She wanked me off with her right hand, with her open mouth inches away from my penis aiming to shoot the creamy liquid mostly down her throat. It shot out of my cock, and she did a good job to get as much of it into her mouth and onto her tongue as she did. I’ve never shot so much come in all my life as I did then – there was enough to coat about half her body! I was so turned on and hot for her that I almost expected the spunk to sizzle as it landed on her face – her cheeks, lips, nose – just about all over.

Then she directed more spunk down to her breasts, to give her a chance to gulp down the load in her mouth. Her creamy face was looking up, her red lips in a delicious grin. I was still trying to recover from my climax, and had to lean back against the desk, so much had she exhausted me. She grabbed my cock, and used the end of it to work my spunk into her nipples. All the time, looking me deep in the face, fucking me with those beautiful green eyes of hers.

I could tell this was just the start of a very late night in the office!

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It is a bright, warm, but not hot, afternoon in May. The sun lights the room and falls across the bed as a refreshing breeze blows in through the open windows. I follow you into the room, my hand on you hip where the roundness of your behind begins. We are silent, as there is nothing to say. Talking is not necessary at this time. We know what each other wants and words would only spoil the moment.

At the edge of the bed, you turn. The sun highlights your hair and your hazel eyes speak volumes. They show desire, love, lust and anticipation. I slip a hand behind your neck and pull you close for an eager kiss. Your lips are so soft. Every time I kiss them, I am amazed. Not just at the feel, but the fact that I am able to kiss you. I almost cannot believe that you allow me to share everything, physical, emotional and spiritual, with you. I truly feel like the luckiest person in the world. Quickly the kiss builds, and I move my lips along you jaw line, down your neck and to the soft, feminine area just at the top of the swell of your breast.

I linger there a moment and hear your quick intake of breath. I work my way back up to your lips as my other hand moves from you hip up to cup your breast. I run my thumb over your nipple and feel it harden at my touch. I can feel more than hear, you moan, as our tongues dance together. I release you breast and neck and move to start unbuttoning your shirt. As each new inch of flesh is revealed, I kiss it, until I have worked my way down to your belly button. I spend several seconds there, enjoying the feeling of my tongue playing with it. I straighten up and slid both hands past the sides of breast, still covered by you delicate lace bra. I don’t use any pressure, just a light touch and a quick one at that. Again I hear an intake of breath from you, as you anticipate me caressing them. That is quickly followed by an almost exasperated exhale as you realize that you must wait for the stimulation you so desire.

As my hands reach your shoulders, I push the shirt off them and you shrug it to the floor. I am vaguely aware of the silky material as it lands lightly on my bare foot. I lean in for another kiss, this time hard and searching. I feel your arms go around me, pulling me closer. I grab your behind, pulling you up against my crotch. You feel my hardness and grind against me slightly, letting me know you feel it too. Still locked in a steamy kiss, I undo the clasp on your bra, but our bodies are still pressed together and does not allow it to fall away. Suddenly I can feel you tugging at my shirt, urging me to join you in being naked from the waist up.

Finally we break the kiss and pull away from each other. Before my shirt obscures my sight I see your beautiful breasts appear as their lace prison falls away. As I do every time I see them, my heart beats a little faster, my cock gets a little harder, and I am filled mersin escort with a sense of beauty. The roundness they posses, the color of your areola and the little pink buds that are you nipples. I almost fight you to get my shirt off so I may worship them with my hands and mouth. Unfortunately, you are quicker, and your mouth attacks my nipples first. Now it is my turn to draw in a breath. I lean my head back and moan. My encouragement only makes you suck harder and roll your tongue over my sensitive nubs.

Finally I can’t take it any longer. Although I am enjoying what you are doing, immensely, I need to feel you nipples against my tongue. In one swift, yet gentle motion, I push you away and down on the bed. You look at me with eyes so filled with passion and love, that it almost hurts to look into them. With out taking my eyes of yours, I yank my shorts down and off. There I stand, fully erect and ready; a small twinge of embarrassment that you can get me this turned on and have not even touched my manhood. That feeling quickly passes as you lightly run your finger nails up the underside of my hard on. The sensation is almost too much, and I shiver, fighting the urge to cum right then and there.

Still locked eye to eye, I kneel on the bed, straddling you thigh. You feel my hardness pressing into your leg and you run your hands through my chest hair. I can never get enough of kissing you and move in for another. As I lay on top of you, I feel the hard points of you nipples against my chest and it reminds me of what I was in the middle of a few moments ago. Again, I trail a line of kisses down your jaw, then your neck and to your breasts. Like a man that hasn’t eaten for a week, I voraciously attack one, wanting to attach myself to it and never let go. But I know that its sister is just a few inches away and I cannot leave her alone. For several minutes, I alternate between your breasts, kissing, sucking, nibbling and rubbing. I can sense your passion and excitement building as you arch you back, trying to push you breasts father into my mouth.

Finally, I cannot delay any longer. Other areas of your body desire attention and who am I to ignore them? Reluctantly, I break away from you luscious globes. I swing both legs inside of your, and I notice I have leaked a puddle of pre-cum on your thigh. I am always amazed at how turned on I get with you. With slowness I would not think possible at this point, I slide your shorts and panties of off as one. My eyes are glued to the sight of your body, as each millimeter is revealed. The first wisps of curly brown hair peek over the waistband, along with the beautiful, smooth flesh that is your hip and pubic area. Finally, the cleft of you pussy starts to show and I notice my breathing getting faster. Even before I can see your wetness, I can smell your excitement. It is as intoxicating muğla escort as any drug and an aphrodisiac unlike anything man has ever invented.

You help me to remove the last of your clothes by raising your legs together. This gives me a full view of you pussy and I can’t help but quickly run a finger between your lips. This catches you off guard and you gasp loudly, then giggle. I place my hands on your ankles and gently suggest you open yourself to me. You play at first, resisting, but you know what is coming and you are too excited to really make me work for it. Finally, you lay spread before me and I take a deep breath. For me, this is the most reverent time when making love to you. Your beauty lies there, before my eyes, and I know that our love for each other is what allows us this wonderful time. I feel as if the world has gone away and you and I are lone and we are all that matter.

My distraction is short lived as my desire and fervor retake control. I alternate kisses between your thighs as I work my way up to you sexual center, but I do not dive right in. I spend a few moments on the tender, sensitive area right where your legs meet your pelvis. I kiss and lick and nuzzle there, and notice it is producing the desired results. You moan and sigh and your pussy leaks more sweet smelling juice. Then, almost without warning, I lick in one long stroke from your sensitive anus, up your lips and across your clit. It is like hitting you with a 100,000-volt live wire. You arch, squeal and clench you legs around my head. I temporarily cannot breath, but would gladly die this way.

In a way, I feel as though I could be dead, since this is as close to heaven as I have ever known. There is nothing I like more than pleasing you orally and I am now determined to try and bring you to orgasmic levels you have never felt. I work my tongue over your sphincter, giving you feelings there that you are not used too, but are quickly learning to like. I suck your labia and clit, as you build to a tremendous orgasm. I use my tongue like a cock and push it as far up you pussy as I can and move it around, stimulating your vaginal walls. Finally, I concentrate all effort on your clit. I suck, flick my tongue and lap at it till you are ready to explode. Just as I sense you are there, I gently nip it with my teeth. You are sent screaming, writhing and crashing over the edge. I continue to flick you clit with my tongue, jolting you and raising you to new orgasmic peaks with each touch.

Slowly, you start to come down as I come up for air. My face is covered with your juices and I lick my lips, savoring the taste. I look at you and there are tears on your cheek, but I know the are not tears of sadness. I position myself over you and lean down to kiss away the tears. I taste their saltiness and think that it so beautiful that I can bring you nevşehir escort to such a level. With tenderness I slip my cock into you. Not fast or hard, but wanting you to feel me inside you as you revel in your post orgasmic bliss. I just stay there; not moving and I hold you till your breathing returns to normal. I can feel the heat from you pussy radiating through me and I sense you are getting excited again.

You open your eyes and look deep into mine and I can see them filled with love and joy. You grab my head and pull me down to your lips, kissing me unlike you or I have ever felt before. You also start to move your hips, giving me the signal that you want me to continue pleasuring you. I start to meet your thrusts and feel familiar, wonderful sensations. We are both turned on like never before, and before long, I am pounding away at your pussy. My cock is pistoning in and out of you like a jackhammer. I know I will not last long if I don’t slow down, so with great regret I pull out.

You know exactly what I want and you want it too, but you don’t immediately change to the position we both yearn for. Instead you push me to my back and bend down over me. You engulf my cock and I feel the warmth of your mouth surround it. I still don’t know which is better; your warm, wet mouth with it’s magical tongue, or your tight, wet, wonderful pussy. Even if my life depended on it, I could not make a decision as to which I would take, but I know that I cannot take much more of your oral actions and ask you to stop. Reluctantly, you do, and slid up to kiss me. For a minute we share the feeling of each other’s mouth and tongue. I can taste both your pussy and my pre-cum on you. I am sure you can taste the same, and that though spurs my passion even more.

Finally, we break and you turn away from me and kneel. You lower you head to a pillow. With a slight wiggle of you ass, you invite me to again fill your pussy with my cock. I am no fool and willingly oblige. I start slow, hoping to make this last, but we both find such stimulation in this position, that I know it is hopeless. Still, I hold off slamming into you as long as possible. Finally, I cannot wait and I can tell by your moans and pants that you are ready. I grab your hips, perhaps a bit too tightly but you say nothing, and I increase my speed. Soon I am going as fast as I can and literally hanging on for dear life. My thighs are burning, but I barely notice. I can hear myself breathing heavily, but I can also hear your screams of pleasure. With all the strength I have left at the moment, I push as deep into you as I can. Together, we both let out animalistic cries as our orgasms explode between us.

For a moment in time we are one. One mind, one body, one soul. I feel as if I can no longer tell where I end and you begin. There is nothing that could better feeling than this right at this moment. Through a haze, the real world comes back. We are drained and collapse together on the bed. I wrap my arms around you and hold you as close as I can. When I can finally speak, I whisper to you that I love you. It is a short time later, and I am almost asleep, when I hear you say, “I love you too.”

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“There are lots of black folks in Brazil, Miss Kensington, in fact, people of color actually outnumber Caucasians in my homeland,” Marcelao Romano said evenly, maintaining his composure as he locked eyes with Stacey Kensington, professor of African Studies at Carleton University. The blonde, steely-eyed professor flashed him the placating smile that white folks often displayed when caught doing or saying something incorrect.

Professor Kensington showed the entire class a video of the Brazilian capital, and the whole montage was so white-washed that it irked Marcelao, who felt the need to tell his Canadian classmates that Brazil wasn’t an all-white nation. Seriously, when will the Canadians and other westerners realize that not every place on earth was full of those who look like them? People of color do exist, and that’s okay. Sheesh!

“Thank you, Mr. Romano, that will be all,” Professor Kensington said, and then class resumed. Marcelao looked out the window, and saw much of the Carleton University campus from his vantage point in the Loeb Building. Outside, a fierce snowstorm raged, blanketing the City of Ottawa, Ontario, in sheer whiteness. Inside the packed classroom, however, there was a definite chill in the air, and it had nothing to do with the temperature outside.

Marcelao took a look around, at the young men and women who surrounded him in class. Black, white, brown, and every shade in between. Somalis, Haitians, French Canadians, Irish, Chinese, Aboriginals, so many ethnicities and nationalities were represented here. In a very superficial way, the diversity that Marcelao saw on campus reminded him of what he often saw in his hometown of Salvador, in the Bahia state of Brazil.

Brazil had always been a racially diverse nation, with African-descended people, Native Americans and Europeans mixing to create a beautiful and truly multicultural country. Yet, in Brazil, the power rested in the hands of the European minority. Only in the late twentieth century did Afro-Brazilians begin to fight for their rights, inspired in part by the Civil Rights Movement of the United States of America.

Afro-Brazilians literally built brazil, yet they were underrepresented in politics, in the arts, law enforcement, higher education, and other facets of Brazilian society. Marcelao’s father Antonio often told him about the way the darker-skinned members of Brazilian society were treated. In Antonio’s day, many Afro-Brazilian women chose to marry men of European descent or Native descent because they wanted light-skinned offspring. Indeed, in Brazil, dark skin was seen as a marker of lower class. Things were slowly changing, though.

“Education is the way forward, my son, you get your degree and you can do anything, even if they try to stop you simply because you’re kütahya escort black,” Antonio Romano said to his eighteen-year-old son Marcelao in June 2014, on the day he graduated at the top of his class from the prestigious San Rafael Academy, one of metropolitan Salvador’s top private schools. This was truly a milestone for the Romano family…

The sons of wealthy Brazilians had attended the century-old, all-male private Catholic school for ages, and several of Brazil’s national leaders were among its alumni. Antonio couldn’t be prouder of his son for graduating from the school that summarily denied him entrance, more than two decades ago. Perhaps times were really changing in Brazil…

At the age of eighteen, Marcelao Romano stood six feet two inches tall, with chocolate-hued skin, and slick, naturally curly black hair. A dedicated scholar, outstanding athlete and devout Christian. Truly a proud exemplar of Afro-Brazilian society, and, if his father Antonio Romano had any say about it, perhaps a legend in the making…

“I know, Papa, that’s why I want to study in Canada,” Marcelao said, and he looked at the tall, slender, dark-skinned, silver-haired man whom he loved so much. Father and son exchanged a hug, and then Marcelao sat his father down and walked him through the international student application process. Little did they know that Marcelao was about to begin a life-changing journey…

Antonio Romano wanted good things for his son, and he knew that although many young Afro-Brazilian men and women were attending the nation’s colleges and universities in pursuit of better lives, systemic discrimination was a massive hurdle for them. While black men and black women in Brazil were second-class citizens, Antonio noticed that the ones in North America were making progress.

A lifelong cynic, Antonio nevertheless noticed that halfway around the world, things were changing for the black race. A black woman named Michaelle Jean served as Governor-General of Canada, and Barack Obama became President of the United States of America. In spite of racism, blacks in North America were succeeding. Antonio realized that his son Marcelao’s best chances in life lay far from Brazil…

Fast forward a couple of years, and Marcelao Romano found himself living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, while studying business administration at Carleton University. Learning English came easily enough to the young scholar, and Marcelao had already learned French while at San Rafael Academy. The French he spoke was so different from the one his Haitian friends and his French Canadians spoke, but they nevertheless understood him, and he understood them. That’s what mattered, after all.

“Next time you feel like showing off, please don’t,” manisa escort came a sassy feminine voice, and Marcelao turned around to look at his favorite classmate. Veronica Armstrong, the six-foot-tall, caramel-hued, vivacious young woman with the thick Afro and lime-green eyes. The one who reminded him of both Jill Scott and Serena Williams. Ah, the lovely, feisty Veronica. She’d been on his case since August, when he met her at the campus bookstore. It was a day Marcelao would never forget…

After walking around the campus bookstore for ages, Marcelao finally found what he was looking for. Unfortunately, Veronica almost beat him to it. They were both reaching for the last copy of Introduction To African Studies, a three-hundred-dollar book. Marcelao desperately needed the book for his only humanities elective, so he and Veronica ended up renting it from the campus bookstore instead of buying it. And she’d been on him like white on rice ever since…

Veronica Armstrong, formerly of Massachusetts, is certainly a unique young lady. Born in the City of Boston to a Jamaican immigrant father and a white American mother, Veronica grew up in the intellectual capital of America, and after graduating from Boston Latin School, she began to feel the urge to see the rest of the world. With the encouragement of her parents, Veronica set her sets northward, as far as higher education was concerned. Thus, Veronica came to study accounting at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario.

“I do what I got to do,” Marcelao said in that deep voice of his, channelling his favorite black American actor, Wesley Snipes. Veronica smiled and rolled her eyes. Not for the first time, Marcelao noted how pretty Veronica was. Six feet tall, curvy and sexy, with an angelic face, a big beautiful ass, and unfortunately, a mouth that wouldn’t quit. The gal was sexy as hell, and damn well knew it. And that was part of the problem…

“You certainly do,” Veronica whispered in that sexy, husky voice of hers, and Marcelao smiled, for she certainly had an effect on him. As class ended and students began filing out, Veronica walked with Marcelao. Linking her arm with his, Veronica leaned into Marcelao and flicked her tongue into his ear. Marcelao was so surprised that he almost jumped out of his skin, causing Veronica to burst out laughing.

“Crazy woman,” Marcelao replied, pretending not to like what Veronica was doing. The lady was quite passionate. Indeed, Marcelao smiled privately as he recalled a particularly vigorous session of lovemaking he and Veronica had in the backroom of The Bourbon Room, one of Ottawa’s nicest night clubs. They’d gone there last weekend with their friends, and that’s when Veronica put the moves on Marcelao…

“Come with me, mardin escort handsome,” Veronica whispered, as she led the then-surprised Marcelao away from the dance floor. They went to a secluded room at the back of the club, and there, she showed him what she was made of. Marcelao watched, mesmerized as Veronica took off her red evening gown and stood before him, stripped to her bra and panties. In the dimly lit room, she was a glorious sight.

“You’re beautiful,” Marcelao whispered as he went to her, and he and Veronica shared their first kiss. Hastily they undressed, and he marveled at her lovely, curvaceous body. Sitting her up on an antique table, Marcelao licked her tits and slid his hand between her thighs. Veronica grinned and spread her thighs wider. Marcelao’s fingers slid into her pussy, and she closed her eyes and moaned softly as he pleasured her.

“Make love to me, sexy,” Veronica said huskily, and Marcelao knelt before her then buried his face between her legs. The African-American Amazon arched her back and cried out as Marcelao’s tongue and fingers set her flesh ablaze. The Afro-Brazilian stud flicked his tongue over Veronica’s clitoris and fingered her pussy, causing her to cry out in pleasure. Soon, Veronica found herself tumbling toward ecstasy, and Marcelao had brought her there…

“Sounds like a plan,” Marcelao replied, and he watched as a moaning, writhing Veronica cried out his name, in the throes of a violent orgasm. Gathering her into his arms, Marcelao looked at her. Veronica threw her arms around him and kissed him passionately. Looking down, she noticed his hardness, and tentatively reached out, to stroke his long, dark dick.

“Let me taste you,” Veronica said, and without waiting for Marcelao’s reply, she got up, pushed him against the wall and grabbed him by the balls…literally. Marcelao sighed happily as Veronica began stroking his dick, and then she fell to her knees and took him into her lovely mouth. Marcelao closed his eyes as Veronica pleasured him, and when he came, she surprised the hell out of him by swallowing his seed.

Afterwards, Veronica straddled Marcelao, and impaled herself on his hard dick. They made love passionately, with the urgency of first-time lovers. Marcelao had never been with anyone before, and Veronica was his guide into the realm of raw, primal sensuality. As Veronica’s pussy gripped his dick, Marcelao cried out her name, for he experienced sensations and treasures he’d only imagined before. When he came, exploding inside of her, Veronica squealed in delight, until Marcelao all but collapsed in her arms.

“Marcelao, quit daydreaming, we have an assignment to work on,” Veronica’s suddenly shrill voice said, snatching Marcelao out of his little trip down memory lane. He looked at her and smiled. They made their way down the steps, and headed for the Mac Odrum Library, which was only a couple hundred meters away. Early afternoon sunlight bathed the quad, and Marcelao shrugged as he looked at the hundreds of students coming and going in all directions. No place else he’d rather be…

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Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with the story. Huge improvements, as always.

This is a related to chapter 13, but pretty much stands on its own. You will understand the Trinity character a little better if you read chapter 13 first.

Votes and comments are greatly appreciated.

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Trinity pinned Nancy’s wrists to the bed and pressed her lips to Nancy’s mouth. As she pried Nancy’s lips apart with her tongue Trinity forced her own thigh between Nancy’s legs. Trinity moaned as she felt the heat and wetness of Nancy’s pussy on her own leg.

“More,” Nancy moaned, “do that some more. Don’t stop until you make me cum.”

Trinity pressed her own body against Nancy’s. The two women kissed passionately. It was exactly the way Trinity had always imagined it.

Trinity awoke and sat upright in bed. She gasped for breath. The dream had been so real. Her nipples were so swollen they ached and the bed had a large wet spot between her legs. She glanced at the clock; it was three in the morning.

Trinity picked up her phone and texted Nancy.

I want a rematch.

Much to her surprise the reply appeared seconds later.

As do I. Sunday. 9 am at the park.

A shiver went down her spine as she read Nancy’s reply. Trinity set her phone down and curled up under her blanket, hoping her dream would pick up where it left off.

It had been an excruciating long two days since Nancy agreed to a rematch. It was finally Sunday. The weather was perfect; the only thing that could have made the day better would be news that Rick, her competition for Nancy’s affection, had sprained his ankle or suddenly turned gay.

Trinity laid her outfit on the bed next to her pack. The thin hydration pack contained her wallet, phone, water, pistol and pepper spray.

The weaponry was something Nancy insisted on. Trinity had never heard the entire story, but Nancy had found herself in an unpleasant situation and had been forced to fight her way out of it. Ever since then Nancy had insisted her friends be ready for the unthinkable. The lesson had become so ingrained that Trinity did not give a second thought about carrying an assortment of weapons wherever she could.

For the rematch he she had chosen a tan front zip sports bra and bottoms that were scandalously short. If she bent over to touch her toes she would reveal her panties, if she chose to wear any. She did not plan to lose to Rick this time. Trinity acknowledged that she could not beat Rick in a game of pure speed. She would have to outwit him. Trinity suspected that Nancy unconsciously stacked the deck in Rick’s favor because she liked having sex with men. That would change today. Today Nancy was going to learn how spectacular sex with another woman could be.

Trinity felt her nipples stiffen as she dreamed of Nancy’s warm soft lips around them. Trinity accepted that she might not feel Nancy’s hand caress her breasts or Nancy’s mouth on her own. Just the thought of bringing Nancy to climax, of seeing her friends body writhe with pleasure, was a reason to win this contest.

Trinity put her hand between her legs. Her pussy was completely smooth. She had gone to the saloon for a complete wax job. She did not want a single hair between Nancy’s mouth and her own labia should the opportunity present itself. With a single finger she stroked her pussy. She was already wet with desire. With great effort Trinity took her hand away from her sex. She did not have time for another fantasy about Nancy. Trinity picked up her shorts and slipped them on. When she saw Rick she planned on giving him quite a show. Maybe running with an erection would slow him down a bit.

Rick peeled off his shirt and kicked off his shorts. Ever since Nancy called and explained the terms of the rematch his cock had been fully erect. There was no way he could be out in public looking the way he did, much less run. He picked up a bottle of sunscreen and poured some into his hand. It was one of the bottles Nancy had given to him, the smell of it remind Rick of her. He lay on his bed and smeared the creamy lotion on to his cock. Images of both Nancy and Trinity filled his head. Part of him wanted Trinity to win. The sight of Nancy and Trinity naked was one of his fantasies. He imagined a ball of arms, legs, breasts, pussies and mouths squirming and writhing about as the two women kissed, licked, caressed and sucked on each other. Even better would be a threesome.

First Rick imaged Trinity on her hands and knees with her face buried between Nancy’s legs. He would be behind Trinity with his hands on her firm ass and his cock buried deep inside her pussy. Another thought flashed through his mind. Trinity would be on her back with her long lean legs wrapped around his waist. As he rammed his cock into her Nancy would straddle her friends face. When he saw Nancy’s face contort with pleasure he would pull her mouth against his own. The thought of fucking Trinity and kissing Nancy at the same time brought Rick to edge of orgasm. In his fantasy Nancy climaxed with Rick’s tongue in her mouth and Trinity’s tongue in her pussy. Back in the real world Rick felt thick streams of cum splatter kahramanmaraş escort across his chest and face as he reached his own orgasm.

When he saw himself in the bathroom mirror with cum splattered all over his body his first thought was how Nancy somehow found seeing him like this a turn on. He cleaned himself up with a wet washcloth and got dressed. Maybe his erection would be held at bay long enough for him to catch Nancy.

Rick arrived at the starting point to find Trinity already there. She waved cordially and began stretching. She looked fantastic. From a distance her tight fitting sports bra blended with her skin so well she looked topless. Her running shorts scarcely covered her ass cheeks. Despite his earlier attempt at deflating his erection Rick felt his cock begin to stiffen. Nervously he tugged on his T-shirt, trying to cover his bulging crotch. It wasn’t fair, he thought, Trinity swollen nipples were something every guy at the park wanted to stare at, but his erection made his look like a pervert.

Rick watched Trinity bend down and touch her palms to the ground. Her shorts rode up allowing Rick a glimpse of her naked pussy. She was not wearing underwear, not even a thong. Rick dropped to one knee and re-tied his shoe as a ruse to hide his erection. He could not wait for Nancy to arrive and the chase to start.

“I’m going to win this time,” Trinity said.

Rick looked up from his shoe. Trinity was standing right in front of him. He could smell her arousal. It was all he could do not to moan in appreciation of her sex appeal.

“I don’t know about that. Second place is the first loser,” he replied. Even though letting her win would mean getting to see both Trinity and Nancy naked he knew he would push himself to win.

“And when I win,” Trinity continued, “I’m not going to share. You have had Nancy to yourself plenty of times. This time she is mine. You are more than welcome to toss off from a distance, but don’t even try to join in, you wanker.”

Rick stood up. He was taller than Trinity but not by much. Her height intrigued him. Being well over six feet tall he towered over most women. If Trinity had been wearing heels they might see eye to eye.

“Break it up you two,” Nancy said as she approached them. She shook her head. The two of them could not be any more different. Trinity’s outfit hugged her tall lean body, showing off every curve. She looked at Rick with a combination of fierce rivalry and general disinterest.

Rick worn loose fitting clothing that covered his bulky frame. Although they were almost the same height, Rick probably outweighed Trinity by about eighty pounds. Where she was thin and sleek he was thick and muscular. The expression on his face was not hostile. It was lust and frustration at what he knew he would never have.

“Here are the rules. Both of you will head to your start points. Send me a picture of it when you get there. I will let you know when the game has started. Every 10 minutes you will get my next checkpoint. I plan on running 10 minute miles, so you should have about four minutes to come up with a plan to intercept me. I have to be alone when you catch me. If there is anyone, and I mean anyone in sight when you touch me it does not count,” Nancy looked at Rick, “Once you catch me you can carry me off or whatever. This time I will allow for sharing, or sloppy seconds. Winner’s choice.”

Rick realized he had been staring at Nancy as she talked. As always she was drop dead sexy. She was wearing a tie dye sports bra with no apparent fasteners and tight fitting black shorts. There was a small waist pack resting just above her ass. A pouch on one side contained her water bottle. A pouch on the opposite side contained a canister of pepper spray.Over her shoulder Rick noticed Trinity was holding two fingers over her mouth and thrusting her tongue between them. For a lesbian she certainty seemed to enjoy being a prick tease. When Trinity noticed he was looking at her she put her hand on her shorts and pulled them tight against herself. The outline of her labia was clearly visible through the sheer material. Rick noticed Nancy was saying something.

“Rick, it is time to go. Your start point is two blocks away. Get moving.”

As Trinity turned around and starting jogging to her start point a grin of self satisfaction spread across her face. Rick’s loose clothing had failed to hide his growing erection. She was certain that would slow him down. Teasing him had been fun. She did not hold Rick’s masculinity against him. She was a bit jealous that Nancy preferred sex with him, or rather men in general. Trinity simply did not understand the attraction. She had tried sex with the opposite sex in college. She found men to be awkward and clumsy. Women were much more graceful. Rick was a perfect example. He had all the charm and subtlety of an aircraft carrier. He could certainly project a lot of force, but he seemed unrefined.

Standing at the start point with Trinity out of sight Rick felt his cock finally returning to a relaxed state. He did his best to put both women out of his mind. Speed and stamina were his advantages in kastamonu escort this game. He knew Nancy’s start point was the park where they met. He planned to intercept her quickly and then trail her. He would simply pressure her to pick up the pace. Eventually Trinity would simply drop from exhaustion and then Nancy would be his. His phone buzzed, it was the start signal and the first checkpoint. He thought for a second and then took off on a course to intercept Nancy.

The second the start signal arrived Trinity began to run. She knew that getting to Nancy before Rick did wasn’t going to happen. Instead she picked a course that would let her see Nancy as quickly as possible. As long as she had eye contact Rick would be unable to do anything. She planned on letting him sprint himself into the ground and then take Nancy at her own pace. As she rounded the first corner Trinity looked down the long street. She saw Rick first. It almost appeared he was leaving a wake as he ran through the light crowd of people out for a jog. A few seconds later Trinity spotted Nancy about two hundred yards ahead of Rick. Trinity began to shuffle towards Nancy and Rick.

With a flick of her wrist Nancy checked the time. She was right on the pace she had planned. The cool morning air felt refreshing as it rushed over her body. It was cool enough that she was not sweating yet, but still warm enough to allow for minimal clothing. Unlike Trinity, Nancy had not dressed to undress. Her outfit would take a bit of time to remove. It appeared Trinity had chosen a wardrobe that could be stripped away in seconds. On the horizon Trinity popped into view. The near skin tone top made her look like she was shirtless. Nancy smiled as she watched the men around Trinity do a double take as she passed them by. The thought of giving herself over to Trinity made Nancy a little nervous. She had kissed other women before but nothing like what Trinity probably had planned. There was no guarantee that Trinity would be the victor in their little game. Nancy was quite familiar with Rick’s drive to win. Nancy frowned as she came to a busy intersection. There was too much traffic to cross until the light changed. She looked over her shoulder. Rick was trapped in a similar situation a block behind her. A quick scan of the area revealed Trinity on her slow and steady intercept course. The light changed and Nancy began running again.

After an awkward fight with his Trinity-inspired erection at the start Rick was finally picking up speed. For the past five minutes he had been constantly calling out to the runners in front of him, warning them he was about to pass. Trinity was nowhere to be seen but Nancy was just over a block in front of him. A red light and a lot of cross traffic stopped Rick one block behind his target. While he was waiting for the traffic to let up he began looking for Trinity. He spotted her almost two blocks away. Her tall, lean form was unmistakable even at this distance. Rick’s mind began to fill with fantasies that included Trinity. He forced other thoughts into his head before his dick began to swell again. There would be plenty of time to think of Trinity’s graceful form later. Right now he had a race to win.

Nancy glanced at her watch again. The traffic at the last intersection had put her behind. Ahead was a large hotel. Nancy recalled that it had entrances on both sides of the block, providing a short cut to her first check point. She ducked into a small crowd of guests that were waiting for a shuttle and entered the hotel. Slowing to a walk she crossed the spacious lobby and exited the opposite side. In less than a minute she was running again and back on schedule.

Trinity realized she had lost sight of Nancy. She scanned the crowded sidewalk but could only see Rick. He was lumbering through the throng of people with single minded determination. Trinity reversed direction. Now she was going the same direction as her competition. Trinity wondered if Rick’s determination extended to his bedroom activities. Maybe that is what Nancy kept him around for. With long strides she closed the distance between herself and the first checkpoint.

Rick scanned the crowd for Nancy but could not see her. He did see Trinity abruptly turn around and begin running towards the checkpoint. Somehow Nancy must have slipped past her. Rick sprinted forward until he was less than fifty feet behind his competition. If Trinity wanted him to stare at her he would accommodate her until he found Nancy again. Rick observed he was not the only person gawking at the tall runner in front of him. Almost every man and several women watched her intently as she ran by. As he watched her firm ass peeking out from under her running shorts Rick began to imagine Trinity naked. Given her current outfit it did not take much effort to mentally undress her. He had noted that she appeared very smooth when she pulled her shorts tight against her skin at the start point. Rick imagined her pussy was completely bald. He stumbled as his growing erection tangled in his shorts. Cursing himself he focused on her hair instead. For a few moments he watched her pony tail bouncing side to side kayseri escort and his erection began to subside. The he began to think of using it to pull her head back as he rammed his cock into her. Rick began to sprint again. He had to get ahead of Trinity, being behind her was a liability.

Trinity was a bit surprised when Rick passed her. She increased her own pace to keep up with him. As she watched him run a scant twenty feet to her front she could not help but admire his build. He was quite a specimen for his gender. Each time he pushed off the muscles in his legs were clearly defined. Despite the quick pace he did not seem winded and his running form was near perfect. Trinity appreciated the effort he must have put in to be in such good shape. As they rounded the corner she scanned the area for a sign of Nancy. Thankfully they started down a gentle slope, which made for easy running and provided an excellent view of the first checkpoint.

After a brief pause Nancy began to run again. She was a bit late to the first checkpoint. While she was stopped she saw both Rick and Trinity heading toward her. The first two checkpoints were just to tire them out. There was no way she would have been alone at either of them. It was the third checkpoint where they would have a chance to take her. As she continued to run she spotted another possible shortcut, a narrow alley between two buildings. It could contain some unpleasant obstacles but it would put her at the second checkpoint right on time. She turned into the alley.

Nancy slowed as she ran down the trash-strewn pathway, trying to avoid the broken glass and other debris. Suddenly two young men stepped out in front of her, blocking the alley.

“Hey pretty lady, what are you doing here?” the first said menacingly.

“Maybe you want to show us your tits?” the second added.

Nancy turned to leave the way she came but a third man had appeared behind her. With her left hand she pulled out her pepper spray.

“You don’t want to do that,” the third man said, “That would just make me mad.”

Nancy’s right hand moved towards the G36 pistol in her waist pack.

“Fuck,” she whispered to herself, “This is Kabul all over again.”

Rick looked over his shoulder, but Trinity was nowhere to be seen. When he looked ahead he saw Nancy turn into an alley almost a block ahead of him. If Trinity had slipped into the lead she could catch Nancy in the deserted alley. He broke into a full sprint, irritated that the game could end so soon.

Trailing about thirty feet behind Rick, Trinity saw him break into a sprint. She did not know why, but she suspected he saw an opportunity to catch Nancy alone. She accelerated forward knowing that she probably could not catch him.

Nancy’s pulse was racing as she contemplated her options. She could try to talk her way out, but they did not seem to listen very well. It would be hard to pepper spray all three of them. She could shoot the one in front of her but it probably was not justifiable at this point. She cursed herself for taking this short cut. Then she heard Rick’s voice echoing down the alley.

“Motherfucker,” he screamed. All four heads turned toward Rick. His chest was heaving as he skidded to a stop. His well muscled legs bulged under his shorts. To Nancy he looked like he was about to transform into The Hulk. The three men turned and ran towards the opposite end of the alley. Nancy ran as well, but toward Rick.

“I’m so glad…” Nancy started to say before Rick interrupted her.

“Sprinted… entire… block…” he gasped, “thought I was going to lose race. Thought Trinity was… in the alley.”

Rick eyes locked on the pepper spray in Nancy’s hand.

“Holy shit, those guys…” he stammered.

“They were just some punks. I don’t think they will try that again anytime soon, if ever. They way you yelled I thought you were going to rip that one guy’s head clean off. Maybe you do have a little fighter in you,” Nancy replied.

“I came around the corner and saw you were not alone. Sorry, I am not a good loser.”

“No, Rick you did not lose. The race is still on,” she said and kissed him on the cheek before running back out on to the street. She would have to make up the time a different way. No more short cuts.

Rick watched Nancy jog down the street. His legs felt like they were on fire after the sprint to the alley. As he was catching his breath Trinity arrived. She was just as out of breath as he was.

“Is…it…still on?” she panted.

Rick looked at her and nodded. He did not want her to know he was just as spent as she was. He grimaced as he felt his cock stir again. Rick tried to look away but could not. Trinity was three feet in front of him, bent at the waist, with her hands on her thighs. Her sports bra was so sheer it looked painted on. Atop each of her B cup breasts was the distinct protrusion of an erect nipple. Her tits were like half spheres on her chest, each one a perfect curve. For the first time Rick noticed another detail about Trinity. Her areolas were slightly raised, giving her nipples a puffy appearance. Trinity’s bra pulled her breasts together giving her more cleavage than Rick expected to see. Her skin was covered in sweat. With great effort Rick casually walked behind her. He wanted to yank her shorts down and ram his cock into her. Her long legs put her pussy at the perfect height for him. Rick closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to dislodge the image before his dick reacted to it.

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ROAD TRIP ROMANCE

AND THE BONDING OF OUR SOULS, …CAT’S STORY PART 2

I pulled the truck over to the side of the road, as Cat and I could not resist the so very beautiful and romantic opportunity we both were seeing. I quickly grabbed the blanket I always kept in the back for just such spontaneous moments. Cat grabbed two glasses and one of the bottles of wine we had brought for our weeklong trip. I held the barbed wire of the fence apart as Cat carefully made her way between them safely.

Handing the blanket to Cat I stepped through the open barbed wire myself but got hung up on the lower strand. Some of the sharp rusty barbs had penetrated my pants at crotch level. The barbs just slightly reaching my flesh inside and causing me to jerk to a stop, ceasing any movement as I felt the sharp pain of a barb reaching the flesh of my balls. Cat saw this and becoming concerned asked me, “Burt, are you alright?”

I laughed slightly and said, “yes, sweetheart. I will be if you can help me get unhooked from this damn fence”

As Cat leaned over unhooking my pants from the rusty barbs of the wire she said,

“ Looks like I’ll have to cut through your pants, as I cannot get all the barbs loose”

Then Cat laughed saying to me between chuckles, “ Good thing it wasn’t any deeper or you be leaving more than a piece of your pants hanging from this fence”

“Not funny!” I said half ass seriously.

As Cat and I entered the field of wildflowers we were overwhelmed by all the beautiful bright colors. Cat said almost breathlessly, “I have never seen so many wildflowers in one place and all blooming such beautiful colors all at the same time”.

“Neither have I sweetheart and what is more rare is we seem to have it all to ourselves” I replied.

The vibrant colors were unbelievably beautiful, almost every color imaginable, red, yellow, orange, blue, purple, pink, gold and even Lilac. It was gloriously beautiful as along with all these wonderful colors they were also represented in many various shades of each as well. Once deep in the middle of this incredible pallet of colors the fragrance that accompanied them was wonderfully teasing our sense of smell with its aromatic scents. The sky was perfectly blue without a cloud to be seen anywhere. The meadowlarks seemed to be serenading us with their cheerful songs. And the sun shining brightly down from overhead was sharing its warmth with us, making it a perfect day for what we had in mind, not only for this unplanned stop, but also for the planned adventure that lie ahead.

As I opened the bottle of cool wine Cat spread the blanket out on the warm, soft ground. We sat there sipping our wine and just could not help but to take in the so very beautiful scene that surrounded us. Not only were we alone in the middle of a wildflower field that seemed to go on and on for as far as we could see, but we also could see the distant high mountains with their snow covered peaks, seemingly reaching up to heaven. Being here on such a gorgeous day, in the middle of such beautiful surroundings and with the woman I was so deeply in love with, it seemed as if we had found our own piece of heaven here on earth.

It did not take long for us to feel the influence of such a romantic setting, and the opportunity of having it all to ourselves. I kissed Cat’s forehead as I whispered softly how much I loved her. We shared a wonderfully passionate deep kiss. I began to kiss Cat with soft, tender little kisses, kissing her soft full lips, the tip of her cute little nose, lightly kissing both her closed eyes as I ran my fingers through her beautiful brown hair. I began to kiss her forehead and soon kissed my way down her cheek and over to nibble softly on her ear lobe.

As I began to kiss my way teasingly down her sweet neck I heard faint moans of pleasure escaping her lips. I supported Cat helping her lay back onto the blanket, taking in the clear blue sky overhead and I began kissing the smoothness of her bare shoulder softly as I began to unbuttoned her blouse. As each button was released exposing more of her sweet flesh, I could not help but to kiss her sweet lips softly again and tell Cat how very beautiful she was and how much I wanted her.

I then kissed my way down across her cheek and exploring softly her beautiful neck again working my way with teasing little licks, nibbles and kisses to the back of her neck. I heard Cat moan even louder than before as this sent chills up her spine. I continued to tease the back of Cat’s neck until finding my tongue behind and teasing her earlobe, stopping only long enough to whisper how very beautiful she looked today and how deeply I was falling in love with her.

As I chased the opening of her blouse with my kissing down between her breasts, stopping just long enough to tease her now swelling with excited desire nipples and then down across the flat of her stomach. I loved how smooth she felt with each touch of my lips and the tip of my tongue. Cat sat up so I could kuşadası escort finish removing her blouse allowing her flowing dark brown hair highlighted with red to cascade down over her shoulders as if reaching down to caress her beautiful breasts. Cat was unbelievably beautiful with her gorgeous green eyes, a smile that could outshine even the sun itself as it seemed to warm my very soul.

As she once more lay back I slipped her shoes from each foot followed by kissing each precious toe. Cat lifted her hips as I slipped her pants down over her legs and dropped them to the side. Cat looked a little puzzled as I gently pushed her hips back down until resting on the blanket without removing her very small French cut and mostly transparent purple panties.

Opening her legs widely I lay down between them as I first kissed her smoothly shaven pubic mound. Kissing the flat of her stomach until reaching the edge of her panties where I then let my tongue just slide under, teasing her all the more as I took them into my teeth and pulling them up tight between her now wet pussy. Her purple silk panties felt wonderful on my face as I teased and licked at the edges where they barely covered her sweet pussy lips. As I licked the crease where her leg met her panties I let my tongue slide just far enough under them to tease her sweet pussy. The smell of her hot pussy was such a wonderfully intoxicating scent and was helping to do its part of getting my cock painfully hard.

I lifted up just enough to remove my shirt as I guided Cat’s hand to touch her pussy, which she did willingly. I watched as she slid the silk softness over her sweet, smooth shaven pussy. As she began to rub faster and with more lustful desire I could see each time she let her fingers slip into her wetness, she was in turn spreading this same wonderful wetness into her panties, making them completely transparent exposing her beautiful womanhood even more. This was the first time I had ever watched as Cat pleasured herself. When Cat slid her hand into her now drenched panties and let them slide deeply into her so very wet pussy it turned me on so much I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans, freeing my very hard cock. My cock had begun to throb as I took it into my hand, slowly stroking it as I watched Cat rub her fingers around deeply inside her hot pussy.

When Cat slid her now dripping wet fingers from within her panties and softly spread this wetness at the entrance of my nostrils, over my lips and then into my mouth, the wonderful intoxicating scent of her womanhood along with her sweet taste was driving my lust for her beyond my control. This and seeing every detail of her sweet pussy, its so very pink pussy lips, the smoothness of her shaved mound and the wetness that had made her panties transparent by saturating them so thoroughly. As Cat brought her fingers to her own lips, sharing in the sweetness of tasting and smelling her lustful nectar, I slid down pulling her panties to the side.

Just as my tongue found it’s way between her sweet lips Cat let out a sigh of pleasure. Spreading her legs wider Cat said, “Yes… baby, eat my sweet pussy. Oh… baby lick me deeply, I want to feel your tongue licking my hot pussy”

With this I felt Cat grab my hair with both hands as she began to push my face into her sweet pussy, rubbing it into her forcefully, spreading her hot, juices all over my face as my tongue probed her deeply. My cock was now so very hard that the throbbing felt that if it became any stronger it would cause my cock to explode.

I lifted my head just far enough to suck her clit into my mouth as I let my fingers replace my tongue in her steamy, wet dripping, sweet pussy. Cat let out a loud cry of pleasure as I bit down on her clit strongly yet tender enough to cause Cat no discomfort, only pure pleasure. Cat’s hips lifted as I began to flick the tip of my tongue quickly over her pink little swollen knob. Cat gasped loudly with each orgasmic wave as my tongue and fingers did their magic on her pussy. Then Cat surprised me by lifting my face up from her so hot pussy and said, “baby, make love to me. I want to feel your cock deep inside me as I cum. Baby make love to me now, please make sweet love to me”

I quickly slid up and looked deeply into Cat’s eyes and said, “Yes, baby. I want my cock in your sweet, hot pussy; I want to feel you cum baby. I want you to cum at the same time as I do”

I started to pull Cat’s panties off but she suddenly grabbed my hand and cried out,

“No! Leave them on. Leave your pants on too.”

I wasn’t arguing about it as all I cared about was feeling my cock sliding into her hot, wet, softness. I just wanted to make love with Cat right here, right now and nothing else mattered. As I pulled Cat’s panties tightly over to the side I could feel Cat grab my so very hard cock and begin to guide it into her sweet, sweet pussy. Just as I felt the head of my cock starting to part Cat’s wonderfully wet, slippery pussy kocaeli escort lips, she surprised me by grabbing the sides of my open jeans and pulled me deeply into her as she cried out, “Burt, I want you inside me, now! Burt… I want to feel you inside me as hard and as deeply as you can be baby.”

I began to drive Cat into the blanket, spilling what was left of our wine. Nothing around us mattered, only the melding of our flesh, the sweetness of our love making, our animalistic lust driving us together as one. The sweet, hot, wet softness of Cat’s pussy grasping my cock tightly as I thrust it deeper and deeper with each stroke. I loved the way Cat’s breasts lifted in rhythm with each powerful stroke of my cock as it pounded into her lustfully. The look in Cat’s eyes as she grew closer and closer to orgasm, just as I could feel my hot cum building up inside me, I had to grit my teeth and hang on to tame my desire to cum.

Cat screamed as she pulled on my jeans so tightly that she held my cock deep inside her, “Oh… baby I’m Cumming! Ohhhhhhh…yes! Baby I’m Cumming right now!”

Cat gasped for air and cried out even louder, “Baby please cum with me!”

And just at that wonderful moment as I felt my cum exploding out of my cock and into cat’s tightly convulsing pussy I cried out, “ Yes, sweet baby I’m Cumming! I’m Cumming right now too sweetheart!”

Our bodies took over as we both convulsed together. As Cat’s sweet pussy muscles contracted and then released my now exploding cock I could feel it milking the hot cum from my cock. I looked deeply into Cat’s eyes as she released her grip on my jeans and started to rock in time slowly with every long slow thrust of my cock. The look in her eyes as we both were letting our lust and desire be satisfied was wonderful, the look of pure pleasure, the look of contentment, the look of love, as if it was emanating from deep within her very soul.

God making love with Cat was such a beautiful thing, as if we had begun to float high above our bodies. Looking down at ourselves, seeing how beautiful we looked together, the combining of our flesh that was bonding our souls. Yes, this was most definitely heaven we were in, as it was as if our souls had joined to become one and now we were just drifting in our own private sea of love.

Cat and I decided to take the short hike up the hillside at one end of the field of wildflowers as we both wanted to see its view. Cat and I both were very surprised to see a well-beaten path leading up the hillside. Both of us wondering why the path was there since it appeared that very few people stopped here in this part of the valley, as we had not seen another soul since crossing that damn fence. I arrived at the top of the hill ahead of Cat and continued over the top to see what Lay beyond the hill, more valleys filled with wildflowers I wondered?

Just as I peered off the backside of the hill into the vastness of other hills and other wildflower filled valleys I heard Cat calling my name. I turned and was very surprised to see Cat not only crouching down as if hiding from unseen eyes but also trying to hold back her obvious laughter. As I approached Cat I called out to her,

“Cat what the Hell are you laughing at? And who are you hiding from? We’re all alone out here”

Cat then said quietly, “Burt, shish, look down into the wildflowers below”

I couldn’t believe my eyes as down in among the wildflowers where just minutes ago we had made love, there must have been at least five other couples and what appeared to be a threesome. How could we have not known we were not alone down there? How could all that lustful pleasure be going on all around us and us not hear or see anything?

I then asked Cat, “Sweetheart where do you think they all came from? They sure as Hell didn’t all walk out here. Where are their cars?”

Cat replied, “I have no idea, maybe on bikes and we just can’t see them over all the wildflowers?” Then I noticed the cat like grin on Cat’s face as she went back to watching the activities below. Cat grinned even more and said, “Who cares where they came from, let’s watch for awhile”

So Cat and I lay down in a spot that gave us a great view of all the kissing, licking, sucking and hot sex that was occurring in the field of wildflowers below. Cat asked me, “Burt, do you think anyone was watching us make love?”

I thought for a second, realizing the thought excited me and said, “I don’t know, but I hope so”

As I pulled the truck back onto the small country road I said to Cat, “I still cannot figure out where all those people came from, I didn’t see any cars or bikes did you?” Before Cat could answer we saw the answer ahead. Just as we were entering a slight bend in the road we saw it. There hidden from the view of both the field of wildflowers we had made love in and the side of the hill that we had climbed was a damn paved parking lot. We had not been able to see it because of the bend in the road and konya escort a huge old Oak tree. But the thing that shocked us most was what we saw next.

It was a large sign that read,

“NATIONAL WILDFLOWER PRESERVE”

Also just below that,

“PLEASE PROTECT NATURE FOR ALL TO ENJOY”

The thing that was the most ironic though considering it was a little late, was what it said at the bottom of the sign,

“STAY ON MARKED TRAILS, $500 FINE”

Cat and I both decided it might not be a good idea to stop and continued driving down the small road. Since we were not really sure that we hadn’t been seen, especially as we climbed up that hillside in view of what seemed like all the world, we did not want to take a chance on our love making costing us $500, though it was more than worth it by far. It was no wonder we had not seen all the others, they were smart enough to stay hidden. Not so naive as we had been that day when the sky was blue, the air was clean and the sun was wonderfully warm, yes, on the day we would never forget. The day we shared our beautiful wildflower adventure.

As Cat and I entered the Kern River Canyon I could see the excitement on her face though see had never been through it before, but I had told her many times of the beauty of this canyon.

The Kern River had been carving its way through the mostly solid rock that made up the canyon walls for millions of years. Some of these canyon walls towered hundreds of feet above the powerful Kern River below. Uncontrollable whitewater rapids rushing through the gauntlet of car sized boulders of the river below on its never ending quest in search of the deep blue waters of the distant Pacific Ocean.

But also the tranquil, clear, frigid pools scattered throughout the canyon, some of these pools slowly winding their way a thousand feet or more until being unmercifully pulled into the next set of powerful whitewater rapids. This combined with the freefalling waterfalls that cascade down the canyons shear walls until joining the river in its long journey to the waiting sea. This was the unforgettable Kern River Canyon. And its beauty is breath taking, especially when experiencing the views as you travel a hundred feet or more above the river, on the small winding road, knowing one moment of distraction could lead to a launch into silent flight, ending in joining the river forever.

We both agreed though we were anxious to get to our surprise destination we must stop and hike down to the river. We found a beautiful area of the river where the whitewater had calmed just enough to pour over a series of very large boulders, creating large deep flows of very powerful but fairly slow moving water, this ending in a beautiful deep blue pool.

It was here I leaned back against a large boulder and wrapped my arms around Cat as we just enjoyed the rivers beauty. We shared the wondrous beauty of the river in between our passionate kissing. Cat looked deeply into my eyes and said softly, “Burt, I could stay here with you forever my love”.

The Mammoth Lakes area of the eastern Sierra Nevada mountains was my next intended stop on the journey leading to my unrevealed destination, the destination that I had been planning for months, as I wanted to surprise Cat with the kind of beautiful and exciting adventure that dreams are made of. I wanted to share everything of beauty that I had known in my life as well as everything to come with Cat, because I loved her more than life itself.

Cat had come into my life, brightening everyday with her smiles, her laughter and her love, like a distant star lighting the way through the darkness of the universe. You see I had been aimlessly bounding through life with no real purpose, and then Cat entered my life becoming the driving force to my devotion to love, to life, and yes to Cat.

Cat slipped off her shorts and tank top and slowly slipped into the warm, soothing waters of the stone hot tub as I lit the candles I had brought just for this occasion, knowing that soon after sunset the candle light would add to this already so very romantic place. I placed the six of them on the rock shelves spaced evenly around the pool of warm water that was fed by the nearby natural hot springs.

Approximately twenty years before the local search and rescue had placed a silt trap they had made into the hot spring and ran two inch PVC black pipe underground into the stone hot tub they had already built. They built this rock hot tub up against a rock outcropping that stood about fifteen feet high, this allowed the flow of hot water to either be directed to flow straight into the pool of warm water or to divert it over the rock outcropping before entering the pool.

This diversion over the rock outcropping created a hot water waterfall to cool the water before entering the stone hot tub, as at certain times of the year the flow was to hot to be comfortable. The stone hot tub was about six feet wide, twelve feet long and three feet deep; with flat stones set into its bottom to be used as seats with the smooth stonewalls of the hot tub as a backrest.

I directed the flow over the back wall of the stone hot tub creating the hot water waterfall and slowly slipped into the warm soothing waters provided by the hot spring.

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