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Last Wednesday…

This little adventure began six months after I’d arrived in Los Angeles.

I’d finished up my undergrad work at Tulane the spring before and decided I needed a major change in my life. I was twenty-one and feeling more or less directionless. On a whim I packed up everything I owned at the time and headed off to parts unknown. I think maybe I had always been heading for Los Angeles in the back of my mind. New Orleans, the city where I was born and bred, the jewel in the crown of the South, seemed tired and old to me. It wasn’t the home I knew from my childhood and I couldn’t imagine making a life there, nor could I imagine moving back to Colorado either.

I had heard from a friend of one of my frat brothers that his cousin was looking for a roommate to share rent on a place in Hollywood. Never having been to LA, I can tell you I had all sorts of illusions about what it was going to be like. Most of these had to do with me bedding all the models that were allegedly all over the town, as well as just generally being “discovered”. Whatever the hell that means.

Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction.

Chuck was the name of my frat brother’s cousin. And he accepted me as his roommate.

I’d shown up on his doorstep with nothing but my car, three suitcases, two boxes full of junk, a thousand bucks in a checking account, and a lot of good luck.

Chuck had his particular set of issues, of which there were many. He was an actor. You realize, of course, that in LA this is not an unusual thing. Everyone in LA is a writer, director or actor. Sometimes all three rolled into one. It really meant he was unemployed most of the time and tended bar to survive.

But this was good for me, for the most part anyway, because it meant he met a lot of girls.

During my first odyssey into this world of excess I had a succession of ten so-called girlfriends. All of whom were unemployed actresses or wannabe models. I had a new one for every month of the year. In reality they were each just long term overlapping sexual encounters with women who made their living working at coffee shops or waitressing in restaurants. There was no real substance. It should go without saying that no one in LA is in it for anyone other than themselves. Every person wants a little something from everyone else: the ‘what can you do for me?’ syndrome. I knew what they wanted: a fuck and an introduction to someone more important than myself. I could give them a real good fuck at least.

What did I want?

I didn’t know at the time. I was living the life of Reilly. I’d gotten this sweet gig with a film producer at a studio, which meant I fetched his dry cleaning and read a lot of scripts. And didn’t get paid much to do it. It was a job that, by itself, got me laid at least ten times and into dozens of free movies. So on balance it had its perks. But I was an early victim and becoming jaded as the glamour factor quickly started to wear thin.

The apartment Chuck and I shared was actually in Studio City in the Valley, near where Laurel Canyon and Ventura Boulevard met. It was a great little strip of bars and other odd assortments of nightlife.

The apartment was a walk up though, on the third floor of a building, and thus had no elevator. In fact there were sixty-nine stairs up to my floor. No shit! Sixty-nine. From the sidewalk to the front door of my apartment. I’d actually had occasion to count them one day. So it’s a good thing I went to the gym a lot, because there were some days when that hike damn nearly killed me.

And that Wednesday happened to be one of those nights.

It was December, which meant rain. Must’ve been an El Nino year or something ’cause on this particular night it was raining like someone had turned on a hose or something and, stupidly, I had forgotten to take an umbrella with me to work that day. I was soaked through and through by the time I put the key in the security door to the entry lobby.

What made the picture more complete was the fact that I had just gone shopping and was halfway home when the clouds burst.

Picture me walking up three flights, with sixty-nine stairs, carrying two soaked grocery bags. Thank god for paper and plastic or I would’ve lost it all somewhere along the way.

By the time I’d gotten to the kitchen and unpacked everything I was seriously irritated and hyper. Murphy’s law I guess. I would have liked to vent my frustrations with someone, but Chuck was out bartending and I was on my own.

I pulled a beer out of the fridge and weighed my options for the evening’s entertainment possibilities.

I was between steady chicks at the time.

Stephanie had broken up with me because she was now screwing this guy who had a pad up in the hills, more power to the bitch, and it was still about fifteen days before I would meet the spicy Erika for the first time at this happening little place on Sunset.

There just was not much going down in the entertainment department.

I guessed I could always head down to the bar bayan escort and see what was what with Chuck. There were always good times to be had and plenty of women who hadn’t experienced my charms yet. Still it was Wednesday night and morning came so early. But, man, a long hard fuck sounded so good.

On the other hand, I’d have to change into something respectable or at least decent and go back out into the rain, and then there was time spent chatting up some hottie before she’d let me in her bed, or agree to come into mine.

After careful deliberation, I decided I could wait until the weekend to get laid and settled on the next best thing: a porno and a good wanking.

Hindsight, as they say, is twenty-twenty.

After stripping down into just my boxers for maximum viewing comfort, I went to check the TV to see what was playing on the pay-per-view porn channels. Of course you can never find a mother-fucking thing when you want it. And like most men I can’t do anything without the remote, so I searched for a good ten minutes before I remembered that it was on a bookshelf by the window in the living room.

I walked over to pick it up and I happened to glance out the window into the dark street when I noticed something that made me look again.

Bare ass.

Right there in front of God and everybody! And what an ass it was. Oh, yeah, baby. Damn fine, finger licking, slap your grandma good! Luscious and round, just a little too ample for the figure it was attached to, but made just the way I like ’em.

Did I mention it was stark mother fucking naked?

Now the ass may have caught my attention, but the rest of the body kept my eyes moving.

Whoever she was, her hands were moving up through her hair right then exposing her soft back. Teasingly the outlines of her ample breasts were to be seen hanging down from her front. They must’ve been nice big mounds. I wasn’t sure from where she was standing, but it looked like she had a fine pair of long supple legs leading down from that gorgeous ass.

This image hung there perfectly framed in the window in a building almost directly across from mine, haunting my mind. The window was just a little lower than mine so that my line of sight was almost directly into her apartment. I could see pretty much everything.

My mouth was hanging open at this point, and I couldn’t help but stare. It was like I was in sixth grade again and discovering naked women for the first time. The sun had set and her apartment lights were on, oblivious that the rest of the world could look in.

Glancing at some of the other apartments everyone seemed to have their shades drawn except me. Of course she couldn’t see me, as her back was turned my way.

What the hell, I thought, if this bitch has got it, go ahead and flaunt it.

She held her position for a long time. She sure as shit wasn’t getting dressed or anything. Her hands moved over her body, stroking herself, cupping her breasts. Maybe she was modeling for someone I couldn’t see? At one point she even turned around and wiggled her ass like she was dancing to music I couldn’t hear.

I was spellbound and couldn’t move.

Inside the room, I couldn’t see anyone else. The angle was just good enough that I could see her queen size bed. She moved over to the edge of the bed, facing me, her hand now moving down to massage her pussy. Her eyes were closed. That pussy looked puffy and red in the glare of her bedroom lights. It’s amazing the kind of view that was available across that alleyway.

Then she sat down on the bed. She had her other hand around her left breast tugging and caressing it in her rising excitement.

Her mouth was partially open and she seemed to be moaning out while she played with herself. Like any male in my position, the sight transfixed me there, examining this woman getting it on with herself.

My breathing became heavier as she fingered her moistened clit. I couldn’t quite see it from here, but I’m sure it was hard enough to cut glass. She pinched at her nipples, and then she slid a finger back and forth over that clit, with painful slowness finally sliding her finger down over her wet pussy lips. Oh, it was so mesmerizing, all pink and juicy.

Does she taste as good as she looked, I wondered?

The view was so incredible and my little Bruce Banner had long since become the Incredible Hulk. Eagerly, I pushed my boxers down, giving access of my raging hard-on to my willing hand. I squeezed out enough pre-cum to slick up my palm for the pleasurable duty and then began working up my cock.

Watching this woman fondle herself with her talented hands was making me so horny. And I’m so glad I didn’t spend money on porn when I was getting this show for free.

As I watched she then inserted her third and fourth fingers into her hole. I raked my fingers up and down my shaft in unison to her actions. We both had our hands working our own equipment, frantically fucking ourselves. The only thing that would have escort bayan made it better would have been to be together.

Eventually, she reached under her ass with her other hand and slid a finger deep in her pink rosebud of an asshole. Unbelievably, she started sliding in a second finger too. This woman was fucking her cunt and asshole simultaneously with only the benefit of her own fingers.

My own pace increased as I gripped the window ledge, moaning along with her, no longer caring who might see me standing there.

I saw her head fall back as her mouth fell open. My eyes took in the wail of her orgasm that my ears could not hear. Her eyes were still closed as she screamed out again and again for her own pleasure.

She had to have been cumming hard.

My own dick was pulsing, held back by sheer force of will. My hand was drenched in the clear, sticky, lubricating fluid of my pre-cum, which I seemed to be spewing now by the bucketful. Then she finished as the tension in her figure suddenly relaxed. Like a catalyst my cock sprayed out milky, white fluid just at that moment. Both our drenched hands continuing to fist ourselves until were completely spent.

Looking down I saw the mess that I had just made on my hands and on the floor.

When I looked up I found that her eyes were finally open and that she was looking right at me. I returned her gaze, somewhat sheepishly, standing there holding myself, not knowing what she was going to do.

She made not a single indication of whether she was surprised, angry or turned on. She simply got up off the bed, moved over to the window and closed the blinds.

Like that she was gone. And I was still all alone.

* * *

Last Thursday…

I called up Chuck the next day from work to ask him about it. He usually cruised in around three or four in the morning, after the bar closed, and consequently was never up before noon.

He knew instantly who I was talking about though.

“Score, dude!” he said, through a mouthful of something he was chowing down on, “I know the one, brunette, big ass, nice tits, right? Yeah, I know the one.”

“So what’s the story, dude?” I asked, casually, “Have you bagged her yet?”

“No man,” he said, “I don’t even know her. Every once in awhile I’ve seen her playing with herself. Sometimes there’s a little more, but I’ve only seen her once or twice. Derek lives in her building, you remember him? He plays guitar down at the Derby? Anyway, he says her name is Diane.”

Derek was the guy that Chuck scored our weed from and he was sort of a fixture in our lives, if just on the periphery. I ran into him a lot at parties around town.

“Derek says all that, huh?” I asked, curious.

“Yeah, dude,” he told me, “She blew him or some shit like that at a party on the Fourth last summer.”

That was pretty much all I got out of Chuck on that subject.

I had a lot to do that day, but the image of Diane, if that was indeed her name, stayed in my mind throughout the rest of the day. There’d been such a rush watching her play with herself when she didn’t know I was looking, and even more when she had found out.

Some of my co-workers invited me out for drinks after work, but strangely I found myself making excuses to get home as early as possible. I was oddly fixated on the image of that particularly tender cunt, and all I wanted was to get inside it.

I made my way home through the tangled traffic of the city to arrive a little before seven o’clock.

I didn’t even bother with dinner, I was so eager to get to the window. For a long time the place was dark, but just when I was about to give up hope the light came on.

I could see her beautiful oval face and full lips from across the space between our windows. She had a dark tan over her silky skin and a beautiful curvy figure. Most interestingly though was the fact that this Asian beauty was not Diane.

I didn’t know who she was, but she crawled onto the bed and peeled off her tight shirt. The woman’s breasts were firm and medium in size, smaller than Diane’s, but perfectly shaped for her size. Each sported a delicate brownish pink nipple.

Then Diane came into view.

Without hesitation she grabbed the other woman’s thighs and pulled down her jeans so that the other woman was in nothing but silky black panties.

The Asian woman looked nervous and there was a moment of hesitation, but Diane was drawn in, as was I, to the full lips of her conquest, so warm and inviting.

Diane took her firmly by the chin and looked deeply into the other girl’s eyes before lifting her face to her so that her questing tongue could enter the other mouth. Locking their lips together as their breathing became as one.

Diane was aggressive like a man, her kiss dominant and insistent. Pushing the Asian woman down onto her back, Diane climbed overtop of her.

Her hand moved down to finger the front of the Asian’s panties. The Asian woman arched her back as Diane escort bayanlar found the spots that would ignite her engine. Then teasingly her hand stroked up the curves of the tanned thigh, tracing from the knee to the place where the breast curved up from her chest, to run around the nipple. In moments the full pink lips of Diane had found their way down to the nipple, tongue teasing and torturing it.

The girl seemed to be mouthing something, it might have been a moan of pleasure or the line from a song, but it encouraged Diane to continue her explorations down the firm stomach, painfully slowly, until she reached the tops of the panties, teasingly biting them with her teeth.

Then just as quickly she crawled back up so that she was face to face with the woman beneath her. Their breasts one set covered and the other free, pushed together, relaxing for long moments in their mutual groping, enjoying the warmth and feel of each other’s bodies.

Then they stared into each other’s eyes, even closer now than before, their noses almost brushing together. This time the Asian took the initiative and pulled her head up to reach Diane’s mouth. Regaining the upper hand, Diane came in slowly again, sliding her tongue between the other’s lips, exploring the warm wet aperture of the other’s mouth. The long tongue probed around in the Asian’s mouth, seeking her tongue. They both opened their mouths and kissed deep, Diane getting her tongue down as far she could, playing with the other woman’s. After a long heated session, Diane finally broke the lock. They were both hot and heavy.

Diane got up and slowly and pulled her tight dress up over her thighs, revealing more and more of her beautifully tanned skin and then further till it came up over her plump breasts revealing the two perfectly shaped melons. She sported a frilly white pair of panties.

The Asian woman moved her hands lovingly over the thighs and cheeks of Diane’s ass. Then Diane pushed the other woman onto the bed, feeling up the explicit smoothness of the fine skin of the other woman’s thighs.

Even I could see how wet her panties were clinging desperately to her. Diane used her hands to peel them down and away, revealing the gorgeous neatly trimmed bush of the other woman. The hair around her pussy so delicate that is seemed almost to have the blush of innocence.

It was a beautiful wet pussy. The Asian woman moaned as Diane’s fingers wandered over the little swelling of flesh near the hard and swollen lips. Diane left the pussy for a while and concentrated her tongue on moving over the two tan ass cheeks and thighs. Her long tongue lashed out as she started to lick and gorge herself the cheeks of the ass. She alternated licking and biting lightly, then sucking on the skin or moving her tongue to lap at the woman like a cat at a saucer of milk.

Then the Asian woman arched her back so the she too could massage her ass and breasts with her hands in time to Diane’s ministrations.

Diane continued kissing the woman’s inner thighs, working her way alternately inwards to the crack positioned before her face. When she had reached her destination she parted the luscious puckered lips.

She seemed to refrain from placing her tongue on them and instead forced the other woman to arch even further so that she could probe her ass with her tongue.

Diane set to work in the space. Even though my angle was somewhat obscured, I could imagine the tight little rosebud sticking out. My dick ached to imagine what it must be like.

Diane continued to sniff and lick the opening. Then she opened her mouth and caressed the hole with her wet tongue, in long wet stokes. She pushed hard with her tongue against the opening but even though she had stretched the cheeks wide with her hands, she could not get her tongue past the taut sphincter.

Perhaps a little disappointed at her failure, there were now no more games.

Diane held the woman’s silky thighs firmly and pushed her tongue in the wet lips of the other woman’s pussy, with all her might, slow at first then harder and harder until she was fucking her cunt with her long tongue. The other woman appeared to cry out with joy and started pushing back down in rhythm. Her pussy clenching around the long and hot tongue. Diane pulled out of it and licked up and down the entire outer surface of her pussy.

She then opened up the slit with her two forefingers and exposed the almost brilliant pinkness of the pussy. Bright pink and thoroughly soaked in juices. Then Diane went for the little clit. The other woman visibly moaned in ecstasy as Diane went back to licking and sucking on it with her full lips.

The other woman appeared to cum, bucking against the bed as Diane’s tongue became too intense and then yelled out in orgasm. As she did Diane stuck a finger deep in her pussy, probing around inside it.

She pulled the pretty face close to hers and looked deep into the other woman’s oval eyes, kissing her softly on her pert little nose. The Asian woman closed her eyes and they kissed again, closed mouth at first and then both of them opened their mouths wide and played with each others tongues for another minute or so. When they reluctantly broke off they were both hot and horny again. Diane squeezed the Asian’s ass cheeks and kissed down her neck, inching closer and closer to the pert breasts.

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I wrote 50-some stories for Literotica over the past couple of years, as Gary X. November. That account suddenly fell out of the system, so I re-registered as Gary Alexander and I’m in the processing of switching over all my old stories to my new account (doing a good bit of rewriting along the way, hopefully for the better). All my old ratings are gone — so if you read these stories “the first time around,” please click onto them again and rate them again.

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Jimmy, Bob’s college roommate, is visiting us for the weekend. We haven’t seen him in almost five years, since graduation, and we had a lot of catching up to do. Dinner was fantastic — Bob’s the family chef — and our preschooler, Davey, took to “Uncle Jimmy” instantly.

Still, it was nice when the little rugrat finally went off to bed and allowed the grown-ups to talk in peace.

It about one o’clock, we were all done for the night. I warned Jimmy that Davey was an early riser and might be bouncing noisily around the house at the crack of dawn. “Don’t worry about me,” Jimmy said. “Once I’m asleep, nothing wakes me. What? What are you smiling about?”

“Nothing,” I said. “Just remembering when Bob told me that about you…”

…

It was during our final year at college. Bob and Jimmy had been roommates since freshman year, but this year Bob was spending more nights with me than he was with Jimmy. This one particular night, Bob realized he’d left a book in his room that he’d need early the next morning, and I went with him to pick it up.

It was a hot late-April night, and I was wearing a light sundress with no bra. Actually no panties either, but Bob didn’t bayan gaziantep escort know that. Yet. Bob took advantage of my lack of bra by slipping his hand down my dress a few times while we were walking cross campus, and stroking my nipples. Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to get Bob’s damn book, make it back to my room, and screw.

The door creaked loudly as we entered Bob and Jimmy’s room. “Shhh!” I said automatically, and he said “Don’t worry, once Jimmy’s asleep, nothing wakes him.” I could see Jimmy’s silhouette in the near-dark, lying in his bed on the far end of the room. “Watch this,” Bob said, and clapped his hands together so loudly that it made me jump. Jimmy never moved. “See?”

He flipped on the light. “I’m pretty sure it’s on my desk somewhere,” he said.

While he looked for the book, I glanced over at Jimmy again. Obviously expecting to be alone tonight, he was sleeping on top of his sheets, on his back, naked.I realized he must be having a nice dream. “Bob, take a look over there. Jimmy’s dick is sticking straight up in the air.”

“Jesus,” Bob said, “I can really do without looking at Jimmy’s dick. And you shouldn’t be looking at it either.”

I ignored him and walked over to Jimmy’s bed at very gingerly sat down at the edge of it. He didn’t stir.

“Will you get away from him?” Bob said.

“Come on,” I said. “It’s just so cute, standing up like that.” I brushed against it with back of my hand. When Jimmy didn’t stir and Bob didn’t move to physically stop me, I circled Jimmy’s dick with my hand. Now Bob was getting upset, so I told him to come bayan escort gaziantep over to me. When he was close enough, I unzipped his pants, pulled his dick out of his boxers, and began stroking it with one hand while I began to stroke Jimmy’s dick with my other hand. “Please, Bob, when else will I ever get to stroke two dicks at the same time? And he’ll never know.”

Honestly, I don’t think he registered a single word I said after I began stroking his dick.

This was all insanely hot, but I needed some attention myself. “These tits aren’t going rub themselves you know,” I said, and Bob dutifully unbuttoned the front of my dress and reached inside to give them a good massage.

I already knew what had to come next. When I thought Bob was moments away from cumming in my hand, I let go of both dicks, knelt at the side of the bed, and wrapped my mouth around Jimmy’s. “Hey, wait a minute,” Bob began, but then I shrugged the unbuttoned dress off my body, leaving it bunched on the floor, and spread my legs enough so that Bob could take me frombehind. I took Jimmy’s dick out of my mouth just long enough to say “Fuck me. Hard.”

“We don’t have any condoms,” Bob said.

“I don’t care. Tonight I don’t care. If you want my pussy, just fuck me.”

His dick slid into me, the first naked dick I’d ever had inside me, and I came almost immediately. I loved the feel of it, and I’d been horny as hell for the past half hour at least. I continued sucking Jimmy as deep and as hard as I could. I wondered whether he’d be able to cum in his sleep.

I could tell Bob was about to, though. escort bayan gaziantep I let Jimmy’s cock out of my mouth and said “In my pussy.”

Bob didn’t miss a beat fucking me as he said “But you’re not safe.”

He obviously wanted me to convince him to fill me with his cum, no matter what the consequences, and I wanted the same thing. “In my pussy,” I repeated.

A moment later he came in my pussy. Hard. I couldn’t be sure, since nobody had ever fucked me without a condom before, but I don’t think I’d ever felt a load this big before.

I came a moment after Bob did, and then Bob pulled out of me and lay on the floor, drained (of both strength and, presumably, cum).

Jimmy, despite some of my best sucking, still hadn’t cum.

I climbed onto the bed. “I hope you really will sleep through anything,” I said softly as I crouched over him and slowly lowered my cum-filled pussy onto his still-erect dick.

I’m not going to lie: having a new dick in me after three years with Bob was exciting.

And I’m not going to lie about this either: at that point all I cared about was cumming one final time. If Jimmy didn’t, well, he was asleep anyway. He wouldn’t remember one way or the other.

I tightened my pussy muscles and Jimmy shot his load into my pussy which made me come hard. I eased myself off of him, watching his cum and Bob’s drip out of my pussy onto his belly. Try to figure that one out tomorrow morning, I thought.

Bob and I dressed and walked back to my room (forgetting the book, by the way). We both felt a bit sheepish at first over what had happened, but we got over it quickly enough and we even used it as the basis for some fantasies over the years. We never told anybody about that night, and I’m certainly not going to tell Jimmy now.

In the five years since, I’ve been completely faithful to Bob, never touching another man sexually — whether he was conscious or not. But I couldn’t help thinking… Jimmy in the next room, and still nothing wakes him up once he’s asleep…

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I work as an office manager for a large firm of architects with offices throughout the north of England. Our head office is a converted town-house on a quiet street in the centre of Manchester. One of the downsides of owning our own building, is that when any maintenance or repair works need to take place over the weekend, it’s my responsibility to come into the office to oversee the works.

One such occasion was last weekend. It happened to be the hottest week of the year, so when a pipe in the ladies toilet broke at 4pm on a Friday afternoon, my heart sank as I would be spending my Saturday in the office instead of sunbathing in a park. I offered double time to everyone else left in the office, but still I found myself walking into the office at 8am on Saturday morning. Even having an ice cream for breakfast didn’t cheer me up.

I put on a strapless summer dress and my favourite wedges. I also packed my sunglasses and suncream, as I thought I could go and sit in the private gardens at the back of our building, if the plumbers took a lunch break or finished early.

About ten minutes after arriving at the office, the plumbers arrived. Our usual plumber is in his fifties and has two eighteen year old apprentices, so was pleasantly surprised when I opened the door to find that the company had sent two thirty-something, and rather attractive, guys. They were both wearing loose fitting jeans and tight vests on their top halves. I went bright red when they caught me staring at their arms.

“You ok, love?” the one in the black vest asked, in a broad Lancashire accent.

“Yeah, sorry, I’m not with it today, come this way,” I said, leading them up the stairs to the ladies toilets on the second floor.

“We’ll try to be out of your way quickly, so you can get back to your sunbathing,” said the second one, who wore a white vest revealing three tattoos.

“Thanks, errr…” I stuttered.

“Mark. My name is Mark, and my pal here is Josh,” the second guy said, shaking my hand.

“Well thanks Mark and Josh. I’m Sophie,” I said. “Nobody likes being inside on a day like today so I had best leave you to it, but I’ll be on the ground floor if you need anything.”

“We sure will Sophie,” Josh said, as they put their tool boxes down on the toilet floor and started getting to work. I stayed and watched for a few minutes longer than I should have, as I watched these two hot men get down to work. It was only when they caught me staring – again – that I hurried back downstairs.

When I got back downstairs, I went to the kitchen to get a drink. It was only when I opened the fridge that I remembered we had some bottles of wine left over from client drinks in our boardroom earlier that week. I knew my boss wouldn’t mind me treating myself when I was giving up my Saturday, so I poured myself a nice cold glass of rose wine.

Rather than sitting at my desk, I decided to lounge on the sofa in the waiting room. I had several glossy women’s magazines so laid back and relaxed with the wine, only moving to top up the glass.

“Aye aye, love, nice to see someone is relaxing while the workers graft,” Josh laughed as he suddenly seemed to appear at my side.

“Oh you’ve caught me!” I joked, as I sat up on the sofa. I felt my dress ride up my thighs as I did so, but the combination of being tipsy on wine and smell of Josh’s sweat went to my head and I didn’t fix it.

“I just need to pop back to the van and get a few bits, will you let me back in?” he asked.

“Why don’t I give you the key and let yourself back in?” I suggested, even though I knew I probably shouldn’t.

“Yeah why not, I don’t want to keep interrupting your important work” he said sarcastically.

I smiled at him, and then stood up and walked to my office, where the spare keys were kept. Knowing he was following me, I swayed my hips more than I needed to. “Here you go, keep it safe,” I said, placing it in his hand, making sure to brush his fingers with mine as I did so.

“I’ll be back before you know it,” he said. He was stood a little closer than he needed to so I could smell his full intoxicating scent. He lingered briefly before he excused himself and left for the van.

My heart was racing as I made my way back to the sofa and picked up the magazine again. I wasn’t really concentrating on the magazine, instead letting my mind wander to Josh and his sexy arms and piercing blue eyes.

“’10 Ways To Spice Up Your Sex Life – Tonight’? and you women think us men are obsessed with sex,” I heard Josh exclaim. He was stood behind me.

“Hey, nosey!” I said as I quickly stood up, feeling a little embarrassed. I was more embarrassed because I had just been thinking extremely rude thoughts, rather than the page my magazine was on.

He winked as he passed me the key “Here you go love,” he said, pressing the key into my hand. He then disappeared back upstairs, leaving me with a racing heart yet again.

After half an hour, I decided to take Mark and Josh a drink. I was going bakımlı gaziantep escort to take some juice but decided on the beer.

“Hey boys, I thought I’d bring you some sustenance,” I said, as I got to the second floor.

“We’re nearly done, Sophie!” Mark shouted over his shoulder. Mark was kneeling on the floor with his back to me. He was passing things to Josh, who was in the offending cubicle, and this gave me a really good view.

“Great news!” I said, as I leaned on the door frame. By this point, I had drunk most of the bottle of wine, so cared less about them catching me watching them.

It wasn’t long before Mark stood up, and then Josh appeared from the cubicle. “All sorted” Josh told me as he washed his hands “Just need to tidy up.”

“Why don’t you stop and have a beer with me, before you tidy up” I suggested, with Josh and Mark stood close to me by this point.

They looked at each other and then Josh said “Mark can tidy up and then join us for a drink down stairs. That ok, pal?”

“No problem, boss!” Mark confirmed, saluting Josh as he spoke.

“I was wondering which one of you was the boss!” I joked.

“The true boss here would be you, love” Mark said.

“Depends on what you mean by true boss, I guess,” I flirted back, as I handed Josh his beer. They both smiled back.

“Shall we?” Josh said, pointing to the stairs. We then made our way downstairs and sat on the sofa that I had been lazing on all morning.

“So has it been that bad being on the office today then?” he asked as he sat down a little closer to me than necessary.

“It’s been alright. Much rather be out sunbathing with a glass of wine though,” I told him.

“You’re half way there,” he said, pointing to the now empty bottle of wine.

“Ha, yeah, well I had to brighten up my day somehow,” I said.

“Between that and getting your sex tips, I guess you’ve had a good morning” he said, placing his hand on my knee “Are you planning on using those tips?” I blushed as his hand moved to my thigh.

“Uhm, well, I wasn’t really concentrating on the magazine,” I admitted.

“So what were you thinking about then?” he asked, moving his hand further up my thigh, under my dress. I put down the wine and turned a little so I was facing towards Josh. This gave him easier access to move his hand further up the inside of my thigh. I placed my hand on his knee and stroked his thigh.

“I was thinking how I wasn’t expecting you two to turn up today,” I told him.

“A good surprise then?” he asked, as he leaned his face closer into me. By now his hand had reached the top of my thigh and was tracing the outside of my knickers, eventually reaching the wet patch. “Yes, definitely a good surprise,” he whispered in my ear, before he started kissing first my ear and then down my neck. His gentle kisses reached my shoulder, and then he replaced his lips with the tip of his tongue, which he traced down to the band of my strapless dress. All the time, he was gently rubbing my clit over my knickers.

“You don’t really need this do you?” he said as he pinged my dress against my breasts. He then pulled it down to reveal my breasts. He then took his hand away from my clit and began massaging my left breast, whilst licking and biting my right nipple. Each time he bit my right nipple, he squeezed hard on the left one. I let out a few small moans as I enjoyed the moment, pleased I had chosen not to wear a bra that day.

“What’s going on here then?” asked a voice at the door way. In getting lost in the moment, I had forgotten about Mark. Josh looked at his friend and they smiled at each other, whilst I covered up my breasts.

“Don’t be so shy, Sophie,” Josh said.

“I…I…” I tried to speak, but was too embarrassed to get the words out.

“You weren’t this shy when you were ogling me earlier,” Mark said, as he walked over to the sofa.

“Come on Sophie, we were having a nice time,” said Josh.

“But Mark…” I said.

“He won’t mind,” Josh said. He then started running his hand up my right leg again. As he moved his hand up my thigh, instead of moving under my skirt, he pushed it up, showing Mark my knickers. My hands and arms still covered up my boobs. I wasn’t sure about this, though my knickers were getting wetter as Josh stroked my clit again through my knickers.

“Sophie, why don’t you stand up?” Mark suggested. I hesitated, but I thought at least my knickers wouldn’t be exposed to these two men, so I did as I was told, my arms still over my boobs.

As soon as I stood up, I felt my dress being tugged down before falling to the floor. So my knickers were exposed. “I’m not sure…” I said.

“We were enjoying ourselves” Josh said.

“But Mark. I’ve never…” Yes I had been flirting with them both and I did enjoy the time with Josh but I’d never been exhibitionist or into threesomes. I enjoy sex but like it with one guy at once.

“We don’t bakımlı gaziantep escort bayan want to hurt you love,” Mark said, standing in front of me and placing his hands on my shoulders.

I then felt Josh behind me, rubbing his/ hands over my hips “We want to enjoy you,” he said, flicking the waistband of my knickers hardly against my skin, making me let out a little groan.

Mark’s hands moved down my shoulders to my upper arms. His thumbs brushed over a bit of my breast not covered by my hands/arms. He then leaned in to kiss me on the lips, and I found myself kissing him back, despite not feeling entirely comfortable with the situation. The more we got into the kiss, the more Mark moved his hands on my arms. I soon forgot myself, and placed my hands on Mark’s torso as we kissed. It was only when I felt his thumbs brush my nipples, that I realised I had exposed myself to him. I stopped kissing him for a moment, though this only caused Mark to move his kisses from my mouth down to my breasts, my hands still resting on his torso.

I felt Josh’s hands from behind begin to tug at my knickers. I considered trying to stop him but then I realised I was starting to really enjoy the attentions of these two men.

Mark stopped kissing my breasts and pulled his vest over his head to reveal his gorgeous toned body. I ran my hands over his chest and torso and then leaned forward to kiss his muscles.

As I got lower, I was aware that I was exposing myself to Josh behind me. This made me feel a little self conscious until I felt his fingers teasing my clit and my hole, which made my pussy even wetter.

Mark undid the buttons on his jeans and they fell to the floor. I ran my hands over his erection over his pants. He let out a low sigh, and then removed his pants, exposing his hard cock. I stroked it until Mark grabbed my hair and made me take his length in his mouth and began face-fucking me. As he did so, I felt Josh’s fingers enter my hole and finger fucked me. I never thought I would enjoy being in a situation like this but I felt my orgasm building inside of me. Each time I felt Mark’s cock touch the back of my throat, or feeling another finger enter me, until Josh had four fingers in my soaking pussy, brought me closer. My juices soon exploded over Josh’s hand and soon after, Mark’s juice in my mouth.

After swallowing Mark’s load, I then stood up straight and turned round so I was facing Josh. He had taken off his trousers and top, and was stood naked with his erect cock ready and waiting. I again ran my hands over his beautiful muscles before reaching his erection. I began rubbing him. As I did so, I felt Mark’s hands between my legs and made me spread them a bit wider. He teased my clit and my pussy, but then I felt his finger move towards my tight back hole and teased it. I had never allowed anyone to use this hole before.

“Wait…”I said as I felt him start to push his finger in my hole.

“You’ll get used to it” Mark said as he continued to push his finger in further. I wanted to protest more but then Josh started to caress and bite my nipples, which made me relax into it and I began to moan in pleasure. As my orgasm moved closer, I pulled harder at Josh’s cock and soon he was groaning and telling me that he was going to come. It wasn’t long before I felt his load shoot over my tummy and soon after I had my second orgasm.

“We should head off soon, I guess,” Josh said.

“You’re right mate,” Mark agreed.

“Wait, what? Going already?” I asked, surprising myself. Not so long ago, I was covering my tits and reluctant to enjoy these two men. And now I didn’t want them to go.

“You’ve changed your tune” Josh said.

“I think you’re enjoying us,” Mark said.

“Yes, I am, and I want more” I told them. What was I saying?

“Josh, I think she’s enjoying being a slut for us,” Mark said. When he called me a slut, I felt my pussy becoming wet again, even though I had always hated the word.

Josh must have sensed this, as he put his hands between my legs. “You’re right pal, she loves it.”

“Do you want us to stay, Sophie?” Mark asked.

“Yes, I really want you to stay” I responded.

“And you will be our fuck toy?” Josh asked. It only took me to nod for Josh to push his fingers inside of me, causing me to moan. “OK then, seeing as you want us so much, we’ll stay,” he said.

I noticed that both of their cocks had started to become erect again. I was stood between them, so I took a cock in each hand and began to rub them first gently, then harder as their cocks hardened. They then stopped me and led me over to the sofa and told me to bend over the end of it. When I did not react as quickly as they would like, Josh gently pushed me so I was bending over the arm of the sofa, and then spread my legs.

Mark was stood next to my face as I felt the tip of Josh’s cock rest against my hole. I groaned as I felt him fill me until he was balls escort gaziantep bakımlı bayan deep inside my pussy. He then grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, before beginning to fuck me. I thought he might start more gently, but no, he was fucking me with long and hard thrusts. Mark then knelt in front of me and put his cock in my mouth, groaning each time I sucked or moaned onto his cock.

I could tell Mark was close to coming again and felt him pull out of my mouth before he came.

“Josh, don’t let her come yet mate,” he said.

“Good plan, let’s make her wait for it” Josh said, before pulling out. It made me feel cheap and used to hear them talk about me as though I wasn’t there. “Here, slut, lick your juice off my cock” he said, as he knelt in front of me and thrust his cock into my mouth.

As he did so, I felt Mark at my rear end and put his tip of his cock at the entrance in my hole. I felt his thumb at my tight ass hole as he did so and as he pushed his cock in my pussy, he began to fuck my tight hole with his thumb. This felt really good and I moaned around Josh’s cock.

I felt Mark pull out as I again told them that I was close to my orgasm, and Josh removed his cock from my mouth. I thought there would be a change of position, so I began to move. “Nope, stay where you are,” Mark told me, as he held me down gently. Josh, who now was sat on the sofa, with his erection poking upwards, began to play with my tits.

Mark then spat onto my ass hole, and used his fingers to lubricate the entrance. He then pressed his cock against it “Just relax, babe, you’ll enjoy it once you are used to it,” he assured me as he pushed himself deeper into me. At first it hurt and I cried out in pain. I wanted to tell him to stop but the words didn’t come out and I let him push deeper into me. He then began to gently fuck me and it wasn’t long before I was grinding against him and enjoying the sensation.

“Are you enjoying being a slut, with a cock in your ass?” Josh asked.

“Mmmmmmmmmm yes,” I answered.

“You know what real dirty sluts like, they love their ass feeling full of cock,” Mark said as he thrust into me.

“Uh-huh,” was all I could manage, at this point not quite registering what he was saying.

“Josh, are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Mark asked, to which Josh nodded. Mark then pulled out of my ass, which was disappointing as I was enjoying my first anal fucking.

“Sit on my cock, slut” Josh instructed.

I did as I was told and straddled Josh on the sofa, lowering myself onto his cock as I did so. I began to move my hips in a circular motion, causing Josh to moan and call me a good slut. I felt Mark’s hands from behind grab my boobs, and roughly tweak my nipples. It felt good and could feel my orgasm building.

“Lean forward Sophie,” Mark said, so I leaned forward a little. “No, I mean right forward,” I then leaned right forward so my breasts were squashed against Josh’s chest and my face was resting next to his. Mark then knelt behind me with his knees either side of his mate’s legs.

I couldn’t believe what I felt next; when his cock teased the entrance of my ass hole. Part of me wanted to protest, but then this new slutty side stopped the inner protest and I soon found myself begging him to enter me.

“Here you go, slut,” he said as he thrust into me. I had never felt two cocks inside of me before but I loved it and moaned loudly. After a few moments, we all found a rhythm, as Josh thrust from under me and Mark thrust from behind, whilst I moved my hips. As I did so, my clit rubbed against Josh and this intensified the feeling building inside of me.

I had never felt such intense pleasure before. Mark and Josh were really moaning and calling me a slut and a whore, which turned me on even more.

“Do you want to feel us come inside of you?” Mark asked between his moans of pleasure.

“I would love that,” I moaned loudly. I had never let strangers come inside of me before, but then this was turning into a day of firsts.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh,” Josh moaned as he edged closer to his orgasm.

I started to move my hips more and more as my orgasm built “I’m going to come,” I told them as I felt the most intense orgasm begin to release itself. Josh came first and feeling his juice inside of me was the catalyst for my orgasm to take over my body, causing me to shake and become light headed with pleasure. Soon after, I felt Mark come inside my ass, again a feeling I loved.

Mark pulled out of me and sat on the sofa next to his mate. I stayed straddling Josh, though adjusted myself so his cock was no longer inside of me. We all recovered like this for some time, before the guys said they really did need to get going. I came over all embarrassed as I stood up naked in front of them but then feeling their come running down my legs reminded me to get over that feeling. We were soon all dressed with no hint of what had happened.

“You know, lads, the tap in the kitchen has been dripping recently,” I said, as they were about to walk out the door.

They looked at each other and smiled “Are you free next Saturday? We can come back and take a look?” Mark asked.

“I sure will, see you then,” I responded.

“Looking forward to it,” Josh responded, winking as he did so. I smiled back as they walked out the door, and for the first time found myself looking forward to working the next weekend.

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There’s some drug taking and male on male friendly (not bi or gay) action in this, so please don’t read on if either offends or isn’t your thing. As I’ve wrote before, I’m no professional writer and I apologise up front for grammar errors, typos etc! This is about an experience my girlfriend, Michelle and I had with two guys we met when we were out clubbing. It’s quite a long time ago now and we were smashed on molly, therefore the accuracy isn’t 100%, but mainly pretty good. I remember much of the talking as I’ve played it over in my mind so many times, but I’ve have had to ad lib a bit. We’ve been involved in a fair amount of group sex and kinky games, but it’s actually very difficult to meet guys to hook up with as a couple if you’re on a normal night out, we only ever managed it a few times. This was the only time we met two guys and it was only a few weeks after our first proper threesome experience with Joel (on here as Ecstasy Fuelled MMF Threesome). It’s fine for a guy to meet a girl in a club or bar, but to go home with a girl and her boyfriend or husband has lots of barriers. There’s a limited percentage of guys who are into it and even if they are, they’re probably out with friends who would think it’s weird. The circumstances have to be right, therefore it’s quite rare. Although, drugs and drink can make a big difference of course!

After our previous experience, Michelle told me that she felt much more body confident and sexually open, which I never got a full explanation of but was totally into. We were, and still are kinky in our sex lives (more so then), and she was being far more assertive in bed. She said that she was thinking about sex almost permanently, she even had to rub herself off in the bathroom at work a few times to calm herself down. We had lots of fantasies, but one that stands out that she told me about then, was: She would go to a male strip night with some friends and it would be really packed, with girls and guys. There would be six strippers and they pick her out of the audience to go up on stage. First, they just dance around her with their thongs on, making her laugh and embarrassed. Then one of them would whip his thong off and make her kneel in front of him and she would have to make him hard by wanking his cock.

Once he had a good erection, he would tell her to suck it, which she’d do, then he’s joined by the other strippers. She would take it in turns to suck each of them while wanking two others with the crowd cheering her on. Then they would stand her up and peel her clothes off in front of everyone, rubbing and touching every part of her body, then picking her up and holding her legs open towards the audience, then bending her over and pulling her arse cheeks apart, enabling everyone to see every inch of her. Then one of them would wheel a fitness bench out and make her lie on her front on it with her legs either side. Then they would take it turns fucking her pussy and arse, one of them would be around the front having his cock sucked, the crowd would be going crazy. Once they’d all given her a good ramming, they would turn her over and wank their cocks, covering her face, tits, stomach and pussy in huge amounts of cum. Then she would have to stand up and the crowd would cheer her and them for the sexy show. There were plenty of others, mainly involving lots of cocks, it would take way too long to write about them all!

Anyway, a few weeks after our threesome with Joel, Michelle and I went to Brighton for the weekend to check out a new club that we heard about. We booked a nice room at the Grand Hotel with a balcony overlooking the sea for the Saturday and Sunday nights. We arrived on Saturday afternoon and visited about 450 shops so that Michelle could buy a new outfit, we also visited one so I could buy a shirt. After the shopping overload, we had an early light dinner and headed to the hotel. I put on some music as we were getting ready and ordered a bottle of champagne which made the beginning of the night exciting. We were dancing around the room together, Michelle was totally on one, pulling off some very sexy dance moves. She’s very natural looking, pretty, 5″1″, slim with perfect pert size B boobies and a gorgeous peachy arse. She looked incredible in her new outfit which consisted of a white crop top with a criss-cross over her belly, a short flowy pleated dusky orange skirt and some cute heels (not new, that would have been another 225 shops). It was a warm May evening, so we didn’t need coats and there was a beginning of summer buzz in the air.

We hit a bar for cocktails that we passed earlier in the day. It wasn’t long before we were both feeling a little drunk and Michelle was playing a real tease with me, telling me that she was going to give me a really good fuck later. We arrived at the club around 10.30 and it was already quite busy. It was larger than I expected but not huge, there was a great atmosphere and the music was banging. We bought some water, swallowed an ecstasy pill each, then I went to the bathroom leaving Michelle arap escort on the edge of the dancefloor. When I came back, she was being chatted up by two guys, they were all laughing together. I stood back and watched for a minute or so and found I was becoming aroused. When I went over and introduced myself, even though they were friendly enough, they left quite quickly. Michelle said that they told her that she was the prettiest girl in the club, which she loved!

We danced our pills in and they were amazing and strong. The come up was quite short but very intense, I was getting huge rushes of energy and felt quite unsteady on my feet but totally going with it. Michelle had to grab onto me a couple of times and said that she was starting to trip out. I told her to keep on dancing and she would be fine, which she was. I’ve taken more drugs than her and I knew she’d be okay once she was over the initial come up. Then, smash! Wow, we were both on another God damn planet, it was like someone had opened the curtains and let all the energy of the world in. We were dancing full on to the music, feeling it move through our bodies. Everything seemed very clear, but at the same time messy and perfectly euphoric. If there’s one way to describe good xtc, it’s euphoric, if you’ve taken it, you’ll know what I mean. We danced for a long time with a total emphasis on moving to the music together.

When the effect calmed, we took another pill, then left the dancefloor to sit down, finding a seat out of the way in a corner. I put my arm around Michelle, and she snugged into me, we were both quite hot and sweaty. As we chatted, we felt our second pills start to kick in, her touch felt so nice as our sensitivities were heightened. We had a really long kiss as we rushed and were getting very horny. She told me that she was really wet, so I put my hand in her knickers and slid two fingers inside her pussy, she was soaked. I gave her a little stroke, then pulled them out and rubbed them across her lips. She licked them and we carried on kissing with the taste of her juices in our mouths. I remember thinking, fuck it, let’s just go back to hotel now. We had some sex toys and I bought my laptop so we could watch porn and I really wanted to get kinky with her. Then she whispered into my ear, “Let’s find a guy to have a threesome with and you can watch him stick his cock inside me.”

That almost sent me over the edge, I could have turned over and fucked her in front of the whole club there and then. “That would be fucking awesome, I would love that,” I said.

I asked if she had anyone in mind, whilst thinking, how the hell is this going to work, it’s very unlikely to, but I’m totally up for it. Michelle suggested the two guys that were talking to her at the beginning of the night. She said, “I’ll go and dance where we were before, and you can find them.”

“Which one do you like then?,” I asked

“I’m not sure, they’re both cute, just tell them I want to dance with them, and we can see what happens.”

I enthusiastically agreed, walked her to the dancefloor to make sure she was okay and then gave her a kiss. She looked trashed but was dancing fine, I wasn’t comfortable leaving her for long, so I thought I’d just have a quick look for them, and this won’t come to anything. I felt completely off my head, absolutely fantastic, fucking horny, but really uncomfortable with what I was doing. I thought if I don’t find them we’ll have amazing sex later anyway, if I do find them it’s extremely unlikely these two random guys will want to fuck Michelle if I’m there, but I didn’t want to go back to her without them now as I didn’t want her amazing horny and e’d up mood to change. Trying to deal with this whilst on ecstasy was a quite difficult.

After a short scout about I saw them dancing near a bar area. Even though I was high, I still felt nervous approaching them, they were probably going to think, what the fuck is this guy on? (drugs actually). They were obviously rolling which made it slightly easier. I walked up to them and blurted out something like “Hi, do you remember my girlfriend from earlier? Look we’re totally off our heads and up for some fun and she asked me to ask you if you’d both like to dance with her.”

Deal with that when you’re off your heads then eh. It sounded a cross between some purvey invitation to a swinger’s event and a 12 year old girl asking a boy out on behalf of her friend. They said something between each other and then one replied, “You what?”

Oh no, all of a sudden, I was as embarrassed and as lost as I dreaded I might be. I said “Look, we’ve both taken some awesome ecstasy and are totally trashed. My girlfriend just wanted to know if you both want to party with us, you were talking to her at the beginning of the night.”

They said something else together and then the other said, “Oh yeah, your girlfriend, cool okay, but where is she?”

I was endanger of looking like the weird dick of the century. I explained that escort arap she was dancing and we introduced ourselves. Ben was about 5″10″ quite slim, dark hair, good looking and trendy, in his late twenties. Anthony was about the same age and height, more of an average build, again a good looking guy with dark hair. They both seemed pretty cool, especially under the strange circumstances.

I think they were confused but came with me anyway. We walked through the club and onto the crowded dancefloor to Michelle. I thought, thank God that’s over, at least I found them but what on earth was going to transpire form this. I desperately needed to get into the music and bring myself back up. Michelle looked fucking sexy from behind and didn’t see us approach. I tapped her on the shoulder and her eyes lit up when she saw the guys. Everyone was big smiles as I introduced Michelle to Ben and Anthony. Both the guys kissed Michelle on the cheek and we all got into the music, they seemed up for a dance with us at least. It was difficult to talk as the music was so loud, the guys were pulling off some crazy dance moves, making Michelle laugh, they were certainly a pair of confident dudes. I still thought, they must be thinking, what’s all this about? Michelle took hold of Anthony’s hips as they danced while Ben danced with me and Michelle, but his focus was on Michelle, he was really checking her out. I soon felt bang on top again and was loving the music, loving the night and most of all loving watching Michelle fool around with two strangers.

Both Ben and Anthony were dancing in front of Michelle, I danced up behind her and grabbed onto her waste and asked her if she was good. She said that she was great and seemed really bright and full of energy. I slid my hand up the back of her skirt and gave her knickers a quick rub, she turned her head over her shoulder, gave me a great big smile and a little kiss on the cheek. I backed off as I didn’t want to seem like I was hanging onto her too much or acting jealous. She was dancing with her hands in the air, swinging her hips and bum around. The guys were exchanging a few comments and giving her a smile and a nod and were obviously attracted to her. Ben said to me, “Your girlfriend definitely knows how to dance.”

It started to feel like our night out with Joel a few weeks ago, but I still thought unlikely to go anywhere, which was exactly what I thought when we were out with him. We left the dancefloor to get fresh waters and chatted, just where are you from, what do you do, what a great night, kind of stuff. Michelle was being quite flirty, asking them if they liked her new outfit and giving them little twirls and cheeky poses. The guys were loving it, laughing and egging her on, I should imagine they thought she was a lot of fun, but it wouldn’t occur to them that she was up for anything with me there. They asked us if we wanted to go to a party after the club which we were totally up for. We danced for a little longer and then left the club just before 2am.

We caught a cab and arrived at a house only about 5 minutes ride away. When we went inside, there was some really chilled music playing and about a dozen very casually dressed people who all seemed to be in deep conversation about serious stuff. I felt like we arrived from another dimension as we were hyped up, ready for fun and looking wired. We needed to leave immediately. The guys felt the same, Anthony asked if we wanted to go to their place (they shared as friends), which was just a few minutes walk away. We made our excuses and left.

The walk straightened us out somewhat as it was quite cold by now. On the way we joked about how bad the party was and that we did the right thing leaving straight away. Ben said that he had a stash of spot on pills that we could take back at theirs. Their flat was really nice, warm, modern but cosy, not what I expected from two guys sharing. Within no time we had music, drinks and a pill each inside us, Michelle and I were sitting on one sofa and them on the other.

We were mainly talking rubbish, the boys were both very funny, especially Anthony who was making us laugh a lot. We came up on our pills and they were incredible, I had to get up and pace up and down as they were exceptionally strong. We were laughing and commenting on how fucked we felt as the drugs took effect. Michelle had a huge smile on her face, her eyes were fluttering a little and she was nodding to the music, gently rubbing her legs. All eyes were on her, looking mind-blowing, like our minds weren’t blown already.

As all started to calm, we were chatting again, still feeling very smashed but amazing. Michelle wasn’t talking and seemed more wasted than the rest of us, she was tapping her bare feet to the tunes, with her head laid back and eyes closed, she looked so fuckable. Ben asked, “What was all that about, when you first came up to us in the club.”

Any inhibitions I had were gone and I felt confident in telling them, plus arap escort bayan I felt extremely turned on watching Michelle, thinking back to what she said about getting fucked earlier in the evening. I asked her if I should tell them, and she hummed “Yeah, of course,” without looking up.

I was feeling excited and turned on to talk about it, especially being off my face. It’s good to talk about stuff you normally wouldn’t when you’re caned. Although, I was aware that we didn’t know them and didn’t want to seem like I was creepy. I asked if she was okay if I told them everything. She replied, “Mmm, yeah, I’m listening too.”

They were both suddenly paying absolute attention. I said something along the lines of “Michelle loved the fact that you both thought she was the prettiest girl in the club. We’d really been on one and were playing about in there and turning each other on. We actually had a threesome with a guy we know a few weeks ago and loved it, and since then we’ve been talking about doing that sort of thing more, and maybe being even more adventurous. We said we’d like to do something tonight and Michelle liked you both, and she asked me if I would find you so we could get to know each other.”

I thought that was quite tame compared to how I could have put it.

Ben asked, “What more adventurous things do you want to do then?”

I said, “I’d love to watch Michelle having sex with another guy or a small group of guys, we’d both find that a huge turn on.”

Anthony laughed and said, “Well, Ben and I had a threesome with a girl we know just after Christmas, didn’t we.”

Ben answered laughing too, “Yeah and it was awesome.”

“Who do you want to watch Michelle have sex with?” Anthony asked.

I looked over at Michelle for some direction, but didn’t get any, then said, “I reckon she’d love you both to fuck her.”

She still wasn’t responding, and I thought, oh shit, what if she doesn’t now, or what if they don’t, maybe I’ve got it all wrong. But then I saw her smile get bigger and I knew what she wanted.

“What’s your view on all this Michelle?” asked Anthony.

“I’ve been waiting for someone to say something or do something all night,” she said, without opening her eyes.

I said, “I tell you what, why don’t you both help Michelle to her feet and have a dance with her.”

Ben and Anthony looked at each other, smiled and nodded. Ben said, “I’m game if you are.”

“Damn right,” Anthony replied.

They dragged themselves off the sofa, over to Michelle. She opened her eyes and gave them a big smile, they took a hand each and pulled her up. She was obviously totally off her head, she had a sultry low grin on her face and her eyes were half open which made her look even sexier. I know it’s what she wanted, but it felt extremely hot thinking that they were taking advantage of her while she was so high. She put her arms on Anthony’s shoulders and started moving very erotically, not like a stripper, just slow, kind of how you might dance to Latino music. Anthony held her waist and moved with her. Ben moved behind, put his hands on her hips and kissed the back of her neck. She felt behind her and pulled him closer, so his groin was tight to her bum.

They danced slowly, Ben was kissing her neck more and she was responding by gently tilting her around and pushing her bum against him. My cock was rock solid in my jeans and I was shaking slightly as I was overly turned on watching my girlfriend dancing so sexily with them both and looking so fucked. Anthony was caressing the bare skin on her waist, then Michelle gave a little smile and said, “I want to be naked, will you take my clothes off?”

“Okay, sure”, Anthony said, and pulled her top over her head to reveal her pert little titties and hard nipples.

Ben dropped to his knees and pulled her skirt down, then she said, “My pussy’s really wet.”

Ben slowly pulled her small pink thong down and said, “Wow, you are wet.”

Michelle had recently grown a little landing strip of hair which looked so fucking cute. Her knickers were soaked which was normal for her when she was on e. Anthony started to feel her tits and Ben was rubbing her pussy and kissing her arse cheeks, then she said, “Just dance with me for now.”

They carried on dancing for a couple of tunes, Anthony and Ben couldn’t resist stroking her body, especially her tits and bum. She turned to me and said, “Are you enjoying this?”

“Yeah”, I murmured back, almost unable to speak, transfixed on the scene in front of me.

“I bet you’re dying to see them stick their cocks inside me, aren’t you.”

“Hell yeah”, I replied.

“You’ve got one sexy girlfriend,” Anthony said.

“I’ve been thinking about you both getting filthy with me all night, that why my pussy’s so wet. You can both do whatever you want to me now, I’ll do anything,” she said.

“Fucking hell,” they both responded.

With that, Anthony grabbed her tight towards him and shoved his tongue deep inside her mouth, kissing her passionately. Ben reacted by dropping to his knees again, pulled her legs apart a little and shot two fingers up her pussy, licking and kissing her arse cheeks. She looked like she was going to cum there and then, and Anthony had to steady her. If she meant to turn them on, it worked.

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This story includes a true bisexual group experience. If sexual contact between two men offends you please do not read on.

*

When Greg came in the room he whistled and said, “Woo hoo, sexy ass, baby!” When I rolled over to greet him he added, “Damn sexy front too!”

“Ok, you have seen it now, lover. How about I change into some real underwear now?”

“Fuck, no! Lindsey will love it babe.”

“Somehow, I can’t picture her thinking this is a good look for a guy and I have no idea why you think she is going to see it in the first place.”

That is when he spilled the beans.

“Well she loves mine and the plan is for all of us to get naked.”

I just stared at him as he slipped on a thong of his own. I was at least thankful he had chosen a different color.

“What the fuck is going on Greg?”

“Shelly and Lindsey are bi. They know you and I are bi. They both are really into the idea of being with two guys. I have had a few threesomes with them and it is fucking awesome. Anyway, we have talked about making it a true bi free for all by getting another guy involved. Your birthday seemed like a great time to go for it. It is suppose to be a secret. I wasn’t going to tell you and you have to act surprised when they start doing whatever it is they are planning with each other.”

“You are fucking shitting me!”

“No joke, lover.”

“Don’t you think it will be weird sucking cock in front of the girls?”

“No and I guarantee once you see those two hot chicks licking each other’s twats you will be ready to do anything they want. Now come on get dressed.”

Though I was still far from sure about the evening’s activities I went along. I decided to wear my good jeans, the ones without tattered cuffs and worn out spots, a button down shirt and my Docksiders. Greg, who had chosen a similar outfit except with cords instead of jeans, approved of my look.

As planned the girls met us on the quad and we walked into town. The place Greg picked for dinner was not one of the usual college hangouts. It was early for dinner, so we started with drinks. Since we were sure to get carded and under twenty-one was beer and wine only back then Greg ordered wine for the girls and a draft for himself. He of course insisted that I order a shot of straight liquor. I ordered what to me was the least offensive type of shot to down, Tequila. The not too bad looking waitress who I judged to be about forty made a big deal about my birthday when she looked at my license. I had to admit it was kind of fun being kissed by a complete stranger after the embarrassment of having her put her tongue in my mouth in front of everyone had passed. As it turned out, Greg had picked the place for two reasons. The first being he was pretty sure none of our fellow students would be there. Second and more important was the place’s reputation of being a bit on the wild side.

Though the food wasn’t anything to jump and down about, the atmosphere and the drinks were great. By the time we ordered dinner a couple of hours passed and I was feeling the effects of the booze. The place was almost full and the regulars were definitely getting lively. When the dancing started to my surprise our waitress insisted that she get ‘a whirl around the floor with the birthday boy’ as she put it. Well by the time we finished a few minutes of very provocative moves everyone in the place knew it was my twenty-first birthday. The fun loving group started buying me and my friends drinks. They had pretty quickly forgotten about Greg and the girls being under twenty-one. I was also really glad that I was with a date. It was obvious that the waitress as well as a couple of the older female patrons would have liked to give me a birthday fuck. I even got a vibe from one of the guys that he might be interested.

We had been there about three hours when Greg and I ended up needing to piss simultaneously. Since it was a multi-person pisser it didn’t seem odd for us to end up next to each other at the urinals. I was pretty glad that no one else was in the room when Greg started to tease me.

“So birthday boy, you want me to make an excuse to Lindsey so you can for the older cunt orgy that is about to beak out?” He said as we splashed pee on the back of the porcelain wall hangings.

“What the fuck does that mean?” I shot back trying to act innocent.

“Shit, baby, I know you ain’t that fucking dumb. Couple more shots and those horny old bitches gonna drag your newly legal ass into the back room and fuck you silly! That last one that was rubbing up on you on the dance is probably so dried up fucking her would feel like she had razor blades in her cunt.”

We were both laughing so hard we had trouble pulling up our zippers.

“Shit, I ain’t fucking that when we got those two hot chicks,” I slurred realizing that I was getting close to being overdone. “Fuck we should get going before I get too wasted to get it up.”

“Yeah, no shit. I tell you those two are fucking ready to go to town too. Fuck they were sandwiching escort araban me on floor while that old cunt was trying to hump you!”

It took about another half hour to say our goodnights. Almost all of they women seemed to think they needed to give me a birthday kiss and a slap on the ass as well as give Greg a kiss for being such a nice guy. Of course a fair number of the men thought they needed to feel up our dates. Fortunately instead of getting all upset the girls found it a turn on and even seemed to encourage the guys a bit.

I thought we would just be heading back to campus and someone’s dorm room. However, Greg surprised me by heading in the opposite direction. It turned out that he had managed to borrow a friend’s off campus apartment. Apparently the guy and his roommate were both out of town for the weekend. Though we had already had a lot to drink, Greg insisted on bringing the bong out. His plan was dinner and drinks followed by getting stoned. I was not supposed to know that after that some wild sex was planned. After a couple of bong hits I could barely stand. Greg joined me on the sofa and gave my thigh a hard squeeze. The bit of pain helped some with the woozy feelings. I thought that Greg was as wasted as I was at that point. The girls apparently had paced themselves better.

They put the radio on and began to dance around as Greg and I sat side-by-side on the sofa watching. The first song was Ted Nugent’s Cat Scratch Fever. The girls were gyrating around the room like they had a fever which was not helping at all with my dizziness. I was surprised they didn’t change the station when the next song came on. It was a slow not very danceable song by Joe Cocker. As the lyrics of ‘You Are So Beautiful’ filled the room the girls fell into each other’s arms. They held tight swaying and rubbing their bodies together like a couple at the prom that has been going steady for a long time.

By the time Cocker was singing the last verse: You are so beautiful To me Can’t you see You’re everything I hope for You’re every, everything I need You are so beautiful to me,

the girls lips were locked and their tongues were doing the swaying with each other.

I didn’t have to feign surprise. Even though I knew it was coming seeing it happen was still an exciting moment.

“Wow,” I exhaled as the song came to an end.

They stopped the kiss and looked over at me for just a moment. They both had big smiles on their faces. I couldn’t be sure if Lindsey actually blew me a kiss or not since my vision was a little blurry at the time. They went back to kissing as they waited for the DJ to stop talking and play another song. When ‘One of These Nights’ by the Eagles began they separated and started shimmying right next to each other.

One of these dreams, one of these lost and lonely dreams, now We’re gonna find one, mm, one that really screams I’ve been searching for the daughter of the devil himself I’ve been searching for an angel in white I’ve been waiting for a woman who’s a little of both And I can feel her but she’s nowhere in sight Don Henley’s words fit what I was seeing perfectly. Now topless the girls were rubbing their tits together as they continued the dance. Clearly our sexy angels were giving into devilish thoughts. Greg’s smile told me he was very pleased with the show. I was surprised that despite the alcohol my dick was rock hard in my jeans.

As the Eagles tune faded out the hard driving rhythm of Mountain’s ‘Mississippi Queen’ blared from the speakers. Once again the girls separated. As they jumped around we were treated to a view of their near perfect tits bouncing around. Leslie West provided a strangely appropriate narration as the girls shed their skirts and tossed their panties our way.

“You know she was a dancer. She moved better on wine While the rest of them dudes were gettin’ their kicks Boy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin’ mine

Yeah, Mississippi Queen”

By the time the DJ started talking about some up coming concert in a nearby town my dick was so uncomfortable I wanted to rip my jeans off. I gave into the feeling and opened the buttons of my fly when Lindsey bent down and took Shelly’s left tit in her mouth. I remember thinking how odd it was that some guy was trying to sell used cars while she was sucking on the gorgeous chick’s tit. Shelly began caressing Lindsey’s ass as the taller girl sucked on her tits and more commercials played on the radio. I was so entranced by the show, I almost jumped off the sofa when Greg reached over and began to fondle my cock through the tightly stretched pouch of my thong.

When the music came back on the girls separated and danced their way over to us. They shimmied and wiggled while Eric Clapton told us what happens after midnight. I remember being confused since it was Shelly’s blond bush that was staring me in the face instead of my date’s hairless crotch.

“Come on guys dance with us,” Lindsey cooed as Shelly reached for my hand.

When I gave in and araban escort bayan let her pull me to my feet, my jeans fell to the floor. As I tried to step forward I got tangled up and stumbled forward. I likely would have sent Shelly to the floor with me on top of her had Greg not acted quickly. He jumped up and grabbed my shoulders to steady me. It was clear that my companions were not nearly as fucked up as I was.

“Let me help you out of those jeans,” Shelly said in what sounded like a wicked tone to me.

When she dropped to her knees to untie my shoes she came face to face with my thong covered erection.

“Nice undies, stud muffin,” She said and gave my cock a squeeze.

The excitement of having my roommate’s hot girlfriend on her knees naked and fondling my cock was short lived. As I tried to lift my foot to let her take my shoe off I stumbled backward and landed on the sofa.

“That will make it easier,” She giggled as she pulled the shoe off.

I heard Lindsey tell Greg that it was time he lost his pants too. I glanced over to see her unbuckling his belt. By that point Shelly had me down to my shirt and skimpy underpants. While Lindsey relived Greg of his pants and Alice Cooper pontificated on being eighteen, Shelly hopped into my lap. She gyrated her bare ass over my silk encased erection as she slowly unbuttoned my shirt. As she continued to grind her sexy ass into my lap she used her long fingernails to tease my still nearly hairless chest.

In the background Alice informed me: Lines form on my face and my hands Lines form on the left and right I’m in the middle the middle of life I’m a boy and I’m a man I’m eighteen and I LIKE IT Yes I like it Oh I like it Love it Like it Love it

When my head fell back I caught a glimpse of Greg wearing only his thong dancing with Lindsey. It actually wasn’t so much dancing as dry humping to music while squeezing each other’s ass. It looked like fun.

Shelly turned and called out, “Hey, bring that sexy boy over here.”

Lindsey quickly honored her friend’s request. She got behind Greg and guided him over to the sofa. As he stood next to Shelly, Lindsey peeled off his thong revealing his dripping erection.

“Mmmmmm looks tasty. Don’t you think stud?” Shelly asked me.

Even as high as I was, I still wasn’t sure about having sex with Greg in front of the chicks. I think I mumbled something that sounded like an agreement as she took my hand and guided it to his throbbing cock. She wrapped my fingers around his hard shaft and began to use my hand to stroke her boyfriend’s dick.

“Oh god,” I heard Lindsey gasp as she pressed herself against Greg’s back.

Shelly slipped off my lap and sat beside me as I began to stroke his cock with her assistance.

She kissed me and then moved her lips to my ear.

As she flicked her tongue around my ear she whispered, “God that is making me hot; taste.”

She had been fingering her pussy and offered her slick fingers to me. I eagerly took them into my mouth and sucked her juices down.

“Oh fuck, please suck his cock for us,” Lindsey cooed as Shelly pulled her fingers from my mouth.

The girls’ encouragements along with my state of intoxication were enough to break down the last of my inhibitions. I didn’t resist when Shelly began to guide my head to Greg’s crotch. Lindsey knelt beside him and took hold of his dick. She held it steady for me as I slipped my tongue out and licked a drop of precum from his cum slit.

As I slipped my lips over his cockhead the Eagles encouraged me to “Take it to the limit, take it to the limit, take it to the limit one more time.”

The girls were moaning along with Greg as I slowly enveloped his cock. I took him into my throat as I rubbed my nose into his pubic hair for a second. Shelly had one hand in my crotch fondling my cock and the other between her legs fingering her pussy. I was sure that Lindsey was also fingering herself as she fondled Greg’s balls. At that point I really got into sucking my lover’s dick for an audience. I ran my lips up and down his shaft covering it with saliva. Each time I let it free of my mouth it seemed to be glistening in the soft light of a nearby table lamp.

I was so into my task that I barely noticed when Lindsey came around and buried her face between Shelly’s legs. As I furiously sucked Greg’s cock, she was lapping at Shelly’s pussy. I could feel my lover’s tenseness and knew he was nearing the edge. His familiar cock’s twitching felt wonderful. I wanted him to cum so I could open my mouth and let the girl’s see me swallow down his thick goo. But he apparently had other ideas. He pulled me off of his cock and pushed me against the back of the sofa. He bent down and kissed me deeply. I heard Shelly gasp as she watched us share a passion filled kiss.

Lindsey continued to eat her friend’s cunt as Shelly leaned over and turned the kiss into a three tongue dance. It was sloppy and wild. I felt both their tongues in and around my escort araban mouth as my tongue moved from one to the other. In a few minutes Shelly was screaming into our mouths as she came on Lindsey’s tongue. My date moved over and Greg replaced her between the panting blonde’s legs. He flipped her over like she was no heavier than a feather pillow. Shelly happily bent over the sofa so Greg could fuck her from behind.

As he began to ride his girl friend hard, Lindsey moved between my legs. She pulled down the thong finally releasing my aching cock. Suddenly she was deep throating me like a professional. I didn’t detect the slightest hint of a gag when she took me into her throat and held me there for a few seconds. Greg matched his thrust to the driving beat coming from the stereo. He was fucking her so forcefully that the sofa shook. His cries of orgasm blended with Led Zepplin’s powerful vocals.

Way down inside… woman… You need… love.

Shake for me, girl. I wanna be your backdoor man. Keep it coolin’, baby.

When Greg stumbled back and dropped onto the floor to rest, Lindsey moved from my cock to Shelly’s cum dripping pussy. As she lapped up Greg’s cum from her friend’s oozing twat I moved to the floor and got behind her. I easily drove my cock into her hot wet cunt. Her moans of ecstasy were muffled by Shelly’s pussy. But still it was clear she wanted “every inch of my love.” I didn’t have the benefit of a driving beat to pace my thrusts. As I fucked her Led Zepplin gave way to the Doors, ‘Riders on the Storm’. Even without the aid of Zepplin I managed to pound her quivering pussy with abandon. As Morrison’s voice faded away my cock erupted deep inside her cunt.

Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm

The girls quickly moved into a sixty-nine position on the sofa as I sat on the floor next to Greg. The show soon had our cocks ready for more action. Lindsey and Shelly were far too into what they were doing to notice. As we watched the incredibly beautiful and sexy duo devour each other’s cunts we casually stroked each other’s cocks. The girls seemed to get into an almost continuous series of orgasms. Their moans and keening cries filled the room but neither even paused their oral attack. It must have been well over a half hour before they demanded that Greg and I get over there and fuck them again.

They bent over the sofa side-by-side. I fucked Shelly while Greg fucked my date. Through slow and fast songs we road the two hot chicks for a long time. I have no idea how many times the girls came before Greg and I finally dumped our second load at almost the same moment. All I knew at that point was that I was really drained. My body was sweat covered and I was struggling to regain my breath as I held onto Shelly while my cock deflated in her body.

Someone suggested a shower and rest so that we could recharge for more action. Though I couldn’t imagine managing to recharge before morning the shower sounded good. It was definitely the most fun shower I had had up to that time. The apartment had a large bathroom with a shower that easily accommodated two. As one couple showered the other waited in the bathroom. We left the glass door partially opened to be extra friendly. After the showers we all piled into the king sized bed and cuddled up. As I drifted off to sleep I decided that it was a sleeping arrangement that I would like to try more often. Sometime in the middle of the night I had a very unusual awaking. Lindsey was beside me still asleep with her head on my shoulder. Somehow Shelly had managed to get my legs spread without waking me and was sucking my balls. Greg was slowly running his lips up and down my hard cock. Since my right arm was trapped under my dates warm sexy body all I could do was reach down with my left arm. I caressed Greg’s shoulder to indicate that the blow job alarm clock had worked. He stopped for just a second to look up at me and smile. Before he turned back to my crotch, Shelly had my cock in her mouth. He kissed her cheek and then he went to work no my balls. He used his tongue to bath my sack as his hot chick took my dick deep. I began to idly caress my sleeping date as I laid back enjoy the incredible double blow job.

They were amazingly enthusiastic. They moved back and forth exchanging my balls and cock between them. Each time they switched there was a brief pause while they kissed. I am not sure how long that went on before Lindsey finally awoke. When she did we began to make out while Shelly and Greg blissfully continued their work down below. Our kiss was wild and sloppy; my rising excitement spurring me to great passion. However, Lindsey wanted more than a kiss. She began to work her way down my body; kissing first my chest and then my abs on her way to joining our friends at my crotch.

As she turned the double blow job into a three way cock feast she lifted her silky leg over my body and straddled my face. While I enjoyed the erotic sensations of three tongues and pairs of lips fighting for my cock and balls she offered her beautiful hairless cunt for my dining pleasure. I reached up and grabbed her ass to pull her delightfully smooth pussy to my face. As her labia spread over my lips I plunged my eager tongue into her warm, moist, fleshy tunnel. I pushed my tongue as deeply into her cunt as I could, wildly licking the walls of her sex.

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It was the day of Christmas Eve and I was alone but as the day moved on I began to want company to share the evening and with and possibly the night.

My closest female friend and sometimes lover was always busy with work, errands or friends and family. She was unmarried with no children, lived alone and when she felt the need she’d visit me usually twice or three times a week and we’d make a night of it. Occasionally she’d spend a weekend and had shared a week or so several times since I’d known her. Our sex when it happened was spirited and satisfying but this night I was certain she’d be busy and not alone yet I thought I’d give it a try as darkness approached.

Finally I picked up my cell phone and typed in her number then after four rings a different female voice answered.

“Is Debbie there?” I asked as I glanced toward the number I’d dialed and was displayed on the screen of the phone.

“No she isn’t. This is Rochelle. Who is this?” the voice asked.

“I’m Ray and I apologize Rochelle. It seems I dialed the wrong number.” I answered and started to close the connection as I read that I’d missed Debbie’s number by a single digit.

Then just before I broke the connection I heard “Who says it’s the wrong number?” she asked.

“Well I see that I hit a wrong digit.” I answered.

“Does that mean you aren’t interested?” she said and her voice sounded teasing.

“Not at all but you don’t know me.” I said.

“Are you sure I don’t want to know you?” she asked again with that same tinge to her voice “Why are you calling Debbie?”

“Well it’s Christmas Eve and I was hoping she might want to say hello if she’s alone tonight.” I continued.

“Well I can say hello. So, Hello Ray I’m alone tonight.” she added.

I laughed and felt ‘into’ the conversation now. “Would you want my company?” I responded.

“I might if I knew more about you. Can you describe yourself to me and tell me what you and Debbie would do if you were with her tonight?” she asked with a voice that sent tingles up my spine and an uncanny urge through other parts of me.

I described myself and then mentioned that Debbie and I might enjoy all night together if she was alone.

“Well if I was with you I know that you’d enjoy the night together. Do you like chubby girls?” she laughed with a sort of giggle to her voice.

“I love girls that have a full figure. Describe yourself to me?” I added tentatively.

She described herself as barely five feet tall and gave me her hair and eye color then added her bra size as forty double ‘D’ with a laugh then asked “Do you like big tits?”

I’d never talked to a girl this way when I didn’t know her but it was inspiring to think I might actually meet one that was open and almost seemed to be inviting me to find out. “Big tits and large cute ass are as appealing to me as full lips and big eyes. I love them all.” I said.

“Yumm. You sound like a great guy. How old are you?” she continued.

“I’m thirty two. Why? How old are you?” I asked.

“I’m thirty four but I love younger guys. I can train them if they aren’t already trained.” and this time she laughed heartily.

“It sounds perfect to me. I’ve always had this thing for old women.” I teased in return.

“Well this old woman knows what a man needs and what she likes. It is a shame we’re both alone tonight. You’d have the best night you’ve ever known.” she said with that tease still in her voice.

“Well. Give me your address and if you like me then maybe we could have that night.” I teased back.

“I’m apartment sitting for a girlfriend tonight. It’s her place and I don’t know if she’ll be back tonight or perhaps tomorrow but I couldn’t give out her address.” she sounded sad now.

“Well. If I could find her address there, came over, and if you liked me maybe we could still have that night together. What do you say about that?” I asked still teasing.

“I don’t know how you’d ever do that.” she answered.

“Well if I could and I showed up at your door and you liked me would you invite me in and think about all that fun?” I asked still teasing.

“Of course I would but it’ll never happen. I’ll be here all night by myself.” she said in a sad voice.

“Do you promise if I show up at your door?” I asked.

“Do you know my friend at this address or phone number?” she asked warily.

“I don’t know her, don’t know where you are and have never called or talked to anyone before at this telephone number.” I swore to her my honesty.

“Well then if you can find me and come over and I like you then I’ll let you in but I know it can’t be done. Just think what we’ll both be missing tonight.” and then she was gone.

I was tempted to hit redial and talk more but then she’d promised and perhaps I knew a way.

There are things called reverse directories available on the Internet and they can take a telephone number and give an address for it. They aren’t always reliable because sometimes the number has never antep escort been listed and in other cases if the number was owned by someone else in years past it will give you that old address and not the current address you want to find.

I did a search on “Bing” and found hundreds of webpages that might be able to find her address but had to narrow it down. I tried adding the area code and then town to the search and there were still too many pages. I began a slow methodical search writing down the most prominent reverse search sites by their URL.

When I’d narrowed it down to ten databases I began accessing them and entering the full ten digit telephone number. For the first eight they found no listing at all but then on the ninth it found five different addresses for that phone number.

I cleaned myself up and headed out. I would check each number until I found her I hoped.

The first was a large house with a party going on and I assumed they must have changed their telephone number or perhaps had a kid that formerly had the number.

The second address was an empty apartment while the third was a business. The fourth too had a party going on but her voice had come from a quiet background and I’d heard no noise like a party and besides she’d said it was an apartment.

I was growing dispirited as I approached the last address on my list. If she wasn’t here I might never find her and that would really kill my Christmas spirit.

Perhaps there was a chance I thought as I pulled up to the address and noticed it was an apartment complex.

I parked and made my way through it until I found the apartment number on my list.

I adjusted my pants and shirt and checked my hair in a window’s reflection and then I knocked.

There was barely any light coming from inside the place and I knocked three different times and was about to turn and leave when I heard the noise of someone unlocking the door.

The door opened perhaps two inches and was stopped by a security chain when I heard a soft whispered voice from behind the door ask “Who is it?”

It had taken me more than two and a half hours but I recognized the voice instantly. “It’s just Ray, Rochelle. I told you I might find you and its taken hours but now it’s all worth it. May I come in?”

In the very dim light I made out an eye peering around the edge of the door and then the door closed without a word. I didn’t know what to do. Perhaps she didn’t like the overly tall stranger she’d just seen. I’m not a handsome guy and perhaps that’s it I thought. Then as I turned and prepared to walk away I heard the chain again and then the door opened wide “Come in.” she said and I entered.

I glanced around a very neat apartment and then heard the door close but it wasn’t followed by the chain.

I turned and she was there with huge beautiful eyes and full red lips. She was in a heavy white robe and slippers but she was smiling and the whiteness of the robe accented her darkly tanned face.

“How did you find me?” she asked.

“Magic.” I said with a smile. “Now what about our evening and night?” I teased and she laughed.

“Are you going to hold me to it? I did let you into the place.” she added in what seemed a happy mood.

“You are everything I’d imagined and your eyes and lips perfectly match my hopes and your beauty.” I said and she smiled a grateful acceptance I thought.

“Well what about my figure? I told you I’m fat.” she added.

“I haven’t seen it yet but from what I can see from the robe I know it’s exactly what I wanted.” I told her in complete honesty.

She blushed then opened the simple belt tie and spread the robe. She was dressed only in low hip-hugger panties and a lacy bra that showed off her breasts perfectly. Her soft tummy was exactly as I’d wanted and she had strong, full thighs.

I stepped forward and reached around her then pulled her to me as I leaned far over and kissed her. “Your body is perfection too.” I spoke into her ear and felt her tremble all over.

“Were you serious about all night and if you were how do I fit your hopes?” I asked suddenly nervous about rejection.

“I’ve never known such a tall man and I like your looks. You seem strong, powerful and the way you strolled into the room you seemed confident and I love a confident man. I also like the fact that you seem pleased to meet me.” she said with a long study as her eyes focused below my belt.

I laughed and said “Every guy you meet has the same gut-reaction toward you and your body I’d bet.” and my eyes too were appreciating her body.

“I haven’t had a date in two years and never had a man that satisfied me of the few that I’ve known and allowed to get close but I always have had more than a passing interest in tall arousing men.” she laughed with a broad smile.

I pulled her to me as I reached around her under the robe and kissed her again. “Your kiss too is what arouses men.” I added and saw her slip antep escort bayan the robe from her shoulders and let it cascade down onto the floor. She stood a moment facing me and then pivoted completely around slowly to let me see her entire body.

“Do you still like a cute large ass?” she teased.

“I like this one.” I said and reached around her again to cup the cheeks as I pulled her close and even more tightly.

I used my hands to knead her ass as we kissed again and this time our tongues wrestled neither able to gain the edge.

When the kiss paused she reached up and slipped the shoulder straps of the bra to the side and pulled her arms free.

“You said you like large tits. Are mine too large?” she continued with the tease.

I raised my hands to the five clasps behind her back and kissed her again. I kept the kiss controlled until finally I’d freed all five clasps then released the back of the bra and let it hang at her side until the kiss ended.

She started to catch the bra before it was clear of her breasts but I reached out and took her hands in mine as her bra slid to the floor. I whistled then and my mouth went dry.

Her tits had no sag at all, were firm and full while capped with large rigid nipples and surrounded by a full rouge pink color. My tongue had to wet my dry lips as my eyes refused to leave them. “I’ve never seen such amazingly beautiful tits.” I almost shouted.

“I’m proud of them but I like that you like them and find them interesting too.” she said.

“If you allow I’m going to do a lot more than find them interesting and I slowly lowered my lips to them. They seemed to taste sweeter even than they looked. Her body shivered in delight as my tongue circled them and my fingers teased them.

“Now I’m going to see all of you.” I said with a quirky strain to my voice.

“But you can see almost all of me now. You can tell that I keep myself nude where it counts and these panties don’t hide any of my ass.” she giggled.

“I love your choice of lingerie but they really do hide a lot and I’d love the experience of slipping you free and devouring what you look like under them.” I smiled and winked at her and then pulled her close and began inching the panties off while she stood intrigued by my interest.

Seeing her only in sandals made me the most aroused I’d ever been and I started at her mouth then worked slowly downward pausing for a long effort at her breasts again. She was trembling as I ran my kisses and tongue along her tummy while continuing downward until I was on my knees and at my designated target.

“What are you going to do?” she asked with apparent apprehension.

I looked into her eyes and left mine focused on hers and said “Guess.” as I finally reached and dedicated the next forty-five minutes to my mission and I had to hold her up because her legs seemed to turn to jelly. She was every bit as sweet and delicious as I knew she would be and she was not just interested but eager and lost in the experience as my tongue teased her inner folds and circled her tiny eager center. I more than enjoyed the way her body teased back and seemed to beg for even more as her wetness seemed to grow and grow while deliciously coating my tongue and lips. I wasn’t merely providing a service but receiving responses I’d only dreamed of over years of previous erotic dreams. She melted into me.

She couldn’t speak to stop me, or tell me when she’d had enough, and so after the time mentioned I slowly pulled away and held her. She had collapsed over my head and her face rested against my back.

I managed to work the way to my feet without any sign of consciousness from her even when I picked her up and carried her to find the bedroom and pull back the sheets before gently putting her down.

I lay next to her for many minutes gently kneading her shoulders and feeling the firmness of her breasts in my hands while kissing her neck and cheek. Eventually she came around and her eyes focused and she turned to look at me in quiet satisfaction.

“No one has ever done that for me when did I pass out?” she asked nervously. “My clit must be swollen four times size and I can still feel how sensitive it’s become.” as even her eyes thanked me.

“And it tasted four times as good” I winked back.

When I’d answered she slowly reached down found the zipper on my slacks and slid it open. In moments she slipped her hand in and found me but couldn’t extract it. I was still hard and fully extended. She couldn’t seem to bend it and so began opening the French fly of the trousers. “I like a guy that isn’t afraid to leave off his briefs but I’ve never had to use so much effort reaching it.” she whispered as finally she had the pants opened and slid them down from the waist until she found what she was looking for and ran her fingers and hands over it.

“King-sized too. Santa was good to me.” she laughed “I’ve only seen guys this size in pictures.” she said escort antep and gently kissed my neck before she backed away from me far enough to view it. Its beautiful too.” she told me with a wink of her eye and added “It’s just the sort of plaything a girl can treasure.” and her mind had recovered. “Also one good taste deserves another.” she continued.

She scooted further on the bed until she was looking directly at it and then began her taste. “A girl’s tongue can enjoy many pleasures.” she added.

Her mouth was perfect and her ability exceeded anything I’d known. It always seemed to me that girls began in the same fashion with a man’s desires in hand but she was different. She built slowly and explored everywhere but she also seemed to know or elicit everything necessary to peak my passion before I slipped my hand into her hair, ran my fingers through it and then urged her down over it more completely.

The best minutes of my life and the pleasures continued until finally I felt the friction of her throat around it in what seemed and endless slide into complete need. Now I drove hard and returned before driving fast and hard again and I heard her moan the pleasure as she realized she was driving me wild with need.

Some blowjobs are okay and some are good but this one brought out every dream a guy can have for the experience. Her fingers played my balls the way a flutist might move and her tongue knew every move and every part of a man and his manhood but her throat was caressing and working as tight as any pussy I thought at the time. I couldn’t know then that too would be even better and trump the experience.

Finally as I released she took it all as a precious treasure and seemed to constantly seek more. Her tongue moved back to my head and it was all I could take with its increased sensitivity.

After I lay panting and drained uncertain that I’d be able to continue without a period of rest but her hand was working and she kissed my cheek telling me that as long as it remained in the same condition that she was going to work it until it went soft.

I watched almost helpless as she climbed over me and in less than a minute I felt her incredible tightness begin to swallow me. Her pussy was hungry and ravenous as it consumed me and she knew where she needed to feel it. “Your head is perfect and right here it feels just the way I’ve always wanted to be teased.” she whispered as she worked it in and out without descending to full depth. After more than two minutes I felt her body seize and then heard a muffled scream as her needs exploded and her body was wracked with orgasm.

When she’d finished the first rolling orgasm she almost collapsed over me with her tits to my face and her pussy sinking slowly deeper around me. She didn’t move until finally my cock had slid to her depths then she shuddered and came alive again.

She sat up and began riding me when I noticed her hand and fingers working and replaced them with my thumb rolling across her swollen nubbin. Apparently the need was there regardless of the previous session. Each time she straightened her knees and rose above me she’d drop solidly and emit a growl.

When her movements began to intensify I moved my hands to her hips and began rolling slowly from one side to the other every few strokes. My cock rode one side and then the other of her pussy and she seemed to love it until finally I made her sit with her back straight up then pulled her hips forward with enough pressure that her pussy bent my cock and she cried out again in extreme pleasure.

When I slid her backward again she begged me to fill her and I took my pleasure to the extreme before she yelled “I can feel it cumming.” She road it until I slowed and then leaned forward again as my hands found and kneaded her tits.

“Thank you.” she said and closed her eyes before continuing. “Santa himself couldn’t do a better job. You’ve already shown me more than any guy I’ve known before. Most guys never give a girl oral and don’t work for the girl’s pleasure but only for their own. Also you have a cock made to please women and I’m lucky enough to enjoy it all on Santa’s Eve.”

It was almost eleven o’clock and we clung together with her body spooned tightly against my back and her arm over my waist as she still continued to play until we dozed off.

I’d only been asleep for a few minutes when I thought I heard something and woke up. Rochelle and I had each rolled onto our backs by then and I turned my head and was admiring the shape of her body. I could have reached over and begun to play because just that simple quick glance already had my cock saluting the ceiling and then I heard something more.

I heard a woman’s voice call Rochelle’s name and for a moment thought it was someone outside but then a shadow partially blocked the doorway.

“Well what do we have here? Rochelle didn’t tell me she was inviting someone over and certainly nobody that looked like you. Are you happy to see me or what?” she said and even in the dim light I could tell what she was staring at and hadn’t slightest hint of embarrassment at a naked man in her bed.

I thought instantly of jumping up and putting something on but then Rochelle woke up and giggled. “Hi Sheri isn’t he delicious and you should know what he does about sex. He’s incredible!”

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I sprawled naked on my couch, watching a TV show which wasn’t very interesting. June 15th was unusually hot. School was out for the summer and I could hear people in their yards out front. A ball bounced on the cement in the basketball court across Ancy Alley behind my house. Six black guys, some recent high school grads and some home for the summer from their first year in college, laughed and yelled as they played. I gave a quick thought to going out on my back porch, just for a minute, to see if my big white tits and pussy could stop the basketball game. I smiled as I let the thought slip from my mind and went back to watching TV. The doorbell rang and I wondered who it could be. I got up off the couch and walked over to the window. Looking out my large front window, I could see a delivery truck parked down in the street in front of my house. I wasn’t expecting anything. Suddenly my eyes caught some movement on the porch. I glanced to my left and saw the grinning face of a young black guy staring back at me. He was enjoying the view of my big white 42DD tits bouncing back and forth in the window. I saw him say something and a much older black man in a uniform, holding a package, stepped over and looked in the window. A big smile flashed across his face too. After allowing them both a little longer look, I stepped back from the window and pulled on my short see thru baby doll nightie which I keep hanging on the door in case anyone knocks. I smiled to myself thinking this might be a fun day after all.

I opened the door and stepped into the doorway, my toes on the porch and my heels inside. Both of them stood staring and grinning.

“Hi, guys, what can I do for you?” I asked.

“Damn, mama,” said the older guy, “There’s lots you can do for us, specially with them big titties and that pussy showing thru that little bitty cloth you got covering them. But we is just here to deliver this package. “

“Damn, you’re hot mama,” said the young one.

I couldn’t help grinning back at them. “So are you both here together?”

“Yea, baby, my names John and he’s my helper, Billy. And the package says you’re Lois Kubik, is that right?”

“Yea, that’s me. So you look awful young to be working as a delivery person,” I said to the young black guy.

“I turned 18 last month. I’m doing this job for the summer, till I go back to school in the fall.”

Neither one of them seemed in a hurry to leave. They just kept staring at my big white tits which bounced every time I spoke or moved.

“So are you going to college?”

“Naw, I failed the 10th grade. Had to take it over again. So I’ll be in 12th grade this year and graduate from Oliver High School next summer. ” “Now you look like you’ve been out of school for a while,” I said, turning to look at the older black man, and letting my tits swing back and forth.

“Yea, I’m 64 but I can still get my dick hard,” he said, laughing as he watched my white tits and pussy. “I bet you can, I bet you both can.”

Billy stepped forward anal yapan gaziantep escort suddenly and gripped the front of my nightie. “Dammit, Mami, you ain’t hiding nothing with this little piece of cloth covering you. Why don’t you just take it off and give us a good look and feel of what you got. “

He pulled the nightie apart, popping open the 3 little buttons holding it closed. My big tits fell out causing their eyes to open even wider. Billy put his hands on my hips and leaned his head down, sucking my left tit into his mouth. Chewing my tit, he slowly slid his black hands around my bare ass and gripped the bottom of my nightie. He tugged on it, pulling it off my shoulders till it fell onto his hands and he dropped it onto the floor. I was now naked in my front doorway with Billy sucking my tit and playing with my ass.

I heard John cackling as he watched. “Don’t chew off her tits, Billy, I wanna fuck them big melons later.” Billy walked me back inside and John followed, closing the door behind us. Billy turned me around, gripping my big white tits, and guided me where he wanted. He walked me into the dining room and kitchen, then back into the living room. John followed, reaching around me and feeling my pussy.

John walked around and sat on the couch. He grinned up at me as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his black cock. Billy bent me over so my head was down in John’s lap and his cock rubbed my face.

“Yea, Lois, you like my cock rubbing all over your face, don’t you? Now open your mouth wide, baby, cause you are gonna swallow all 8 inches, “he said laughing.

I loved having my face pressed into his cock and balls, and smelling the sweat down there. I did as he told me and opened my mouth wide. John grabbed my ears and raised my head up, rubbing his cockhead against my lips. Behind me, I could feel Billy pushing his big black cock up against my ass. He gripped my ass cheeks hard and spread them wide open. He pushed his black cock up into my ass crack and grabbed my hips. As John lowered my mouth over his black cock, Billy rammed his dick up into my ass. My body slammed forward, pushing my head down into John’s lap and I swallowed all 8 inches of his black meat.

I could hear Billy laughing as he pounded his cock deep into my ass. John jerked my head up and down on his cock, never letting me take it out of my mouth. My tits flopped all over as both men pounded their black cocks into both of my white holes. I loved every minute of it.

They hammered me back and forth. I thought Billy would rip my ass open he slammed his cock in me so hard. Over and over he pounded his meat deep into my ass. I could feel it way up inside me, big and hard.

“You love that don’t you, Lois, you big fucking white ho.” Billy shouted. “You only happy when you got a big black cock stuffed up your white ass and another plugging your mouth. ”

Billy laughed as he grabbed my big tits and pulled on them, slamming anal yapan gaziantep escort bayan his cock harder and deeper up my white ass. John kept pumping my head up and down his wet cock forcing his 8 inches deeper down my throat. He lifted my head up, letting his black meat pop out of my mouth. He grinned down at me, rubbing my face back and forth on his wet dick.

“Lois Kubik, you one big fucking white slut. You love my big black cock, don’t you? Tell me, bitch, tell me how much you love it. “

“Oh yea, baby, I do love your big black cock. I love the feel and I love the taste and I love the fuck from it. Give me more, baby, please give me more. Please “Yea, I’m going to give it to you. But first I want you to give my black cock a kiss. Kiss my cock like it’s the love of your life, bitch. “

I moved my face forward slowly till my lips touched his black meat. I kissed his cockhead gently, licking my tongue softly over it. Then I moved my lips over his cockhead kissing it deep. My tongue slipped into his cock slit n I frenched his cock slit. Next, I slid my lips down his black dick, flicking my tongue out licking and kissing all the way down. When I reached the base of his cock, I slipped my tongue out under his black balls and sucked them into my mouth. Meanwhile, my whole body shook as Billy kept fucking my ass.

I was loving every minute of it. They were so good. Finally, John pulled my head up and shoved my mouth back down on his black cock.

“Swallow my cum load now, Lois,” he said as he pumped my head up and down faster and harder. It happened all at once. I felt a blast of wet liquid fill my ass as Billy shouted. Then suddenly my mouth filled with John’s cum juice as he pounded my face faster n faster.

“Drink it all, Lois, drink every drop. Swallow it you white slut.”

Billy began to slow down as he emptied his cock into my ass. I could feel some cum running down my legs. Then Billy put his cock up on my ass and shot a little more cum over my ass. John pulled his cock out of my mouth and gripped it in his hands. Stroking fast, he shot a big cum load over my face then rubbed his cock in it and all over my face to. Finally, they both emptied their dicks in me and on me and I thought we were through. I started to stand up, but Billy grabbed my hair and twisted me into a crouching position.

“Not so fast, Lois, we ain’t though yet,” Billy said as he guided me out into the kitchen. “How bout it, John, it’s dinner time ain’t it? “

“Oh yea, Billy, and let’s make Lois our dinner.”

Billy pushed me backward and lifted me up laying me down flat on the kitchen table. Billy came round to the side of the table and dropped his pants. He twisted my head so I was staring right at his black cock and balls. I could see past him through the open back door out onto the porch. I heard the voices of the black guys playing basketball across the alley.

“Now, Lois, lick my cock n get escort gaziantep anal yapan it hard bitch. Make it good and hard so you can give me a good blow job.”

He shoved his cock into my mouth and I started sucking and licking. I slurped and sucked making all the right mouth moves to get his black cock hard and filling my mouth for him. John got between my legs and I felt his cock sliding all over my pussy and ass. It was getting hard all ready. He pulled my legs wide open and stuffed it deep up in my pussy. Holding my legs, John started fucking my pussy hard and driving his black meat deep inside me. Now they worked me over from both ends. I was a sandwich, white meat on rye and I loved it.

For the next ten minutes my body shook and shuddered as they made me their white fuck meat. Finally, first Billy, then John dumped their big cum loads in me. When they finished pumping, I lay on the table with my hands spread out and my open legs hanging off the end.

John and Billy pulled on their pants and got ready to leave. I still just lay on the table all used and feeling great. I saw Billy whisper something to John and they both laughed. Billy pulled me up off the table to face them.

John went in the room and came back with a clipboard. He handed it to me.

“You got to sign this form, Lois. It says we delivered your package and our cum loads to Ms Lois Kubik on Woodland Street on the Northside. “

John and Billy laughed at me as I smiled and signed the form for them. Just then Billy grabbed me by my arms and pulled me out the back door onto my back porch. He held my arms showing my naked body to the black guys across the street.

“Yo, hey bros, this here is Lois Kubik and we is through with her but she still wants to play. You brothas got any game for her? “

I watched as the ball bounce away on the basketball court as all 6 black guys came running over and up into my yard. They charged up onto my porch.

“You fuckin right, bro, we gonna play with her.”We got game for this white bitch, she be playing all weekend.”

They all laughed. Billy released one arm and grabbed my hair, forcing me down onto my knees.

“Tell them what you like, Lois, go ahead tell them.”

“I like young black cocks, all I can get. I really do.”

“And tell them how you like it, Lois. Go ahead, tell them how you like being used.”

“I love being used and abused and humiliated and degraded by mean bad ass young black guys. Oh, god, I do love it so much. “

The six young black guys were laughing as they pulled their black cocks out of their pants and started rubbing them all over my face. John and Billy laughed at me knowing what they set me up for.

“You guys are going to show Ms Kubik some good game ain’t you?” asked John.

“This white ho gonna be naked and playing all week end,” said one of the guys while three others were on their cell phones calling friends to come over.

“Well then, we is done here,” said John, as he and Billy grinned at me. They both turned and walked into my kitchen and disappeared as the first black cock slipped over my lips and into my mouth. Oh well, I wanted some fun and I knew I was going to get it. As I tasted the black cock in my mouth and felt my tits being pulled and twisted, I knew I was going to love every minute of it. I was used all weekend and all over my house and swallowed so much cum. My pussy and ass were filled all weekend.

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There were two things my father told me growing up. “Never look a gift horse in the mouth, and Age is only a state of mind.”

I had just turned forty. And though I really didn’t feel like I was “older” or slowing down in anyway, there were the telltale signs of middle age setting in. I certainly didn’t have the firm tight stomach I’d had in my early twenty’s, but I wasn’t exactly sporting a beer-gut like most men my age seemed to be doing either. There were a few streaks of gray coursing through my hair as well now, but my daughter said I looked “sexy”. And that was somewhat of a lift to my ego, especially as I had fairly recently gone through a divorce as well.

I’d managed to find a comfortable little place to live in; it certainly wasn’t extravagant, not with my wages, but it wasn’t all that bad either. And it was a clean quiet little neighborhood to boot. There was a divorcee who lived on one side of me, perhaps a few years older than I was, but not much, and she was always warm and friendly towards me. We soon established a friendly relationship together, which resulted in an occasional invitation for dinner, and as payment for her hospitality, I did odd jobs for her when she needed things done. My neighbor’s name was Jill, and she had her own hands full, as it was too, with two teenage daughters, who were also twins named Stacy and Tracy.

I’d also managed to establish a nice friendship with the neighbor who lived on the other side of me and also divorced, his name was Pete. Pete had a daughter himself; a young woman named Andrea who spent most of her time paling around with Stacy and Tracy and was nearly inseparable.

And so it was, all of us living alone, unattached, divorced, and with teenage daughters, we all had an awful lot in common. Though I certainly didn’t see my own daughter as frequently as I liked since she lived a considerable distance away with her mother, she did come to visit as often as she could, and had quickly been included in the everyday ongoing activities and adventures of the other three girls.

Although I had only moved in a couple of month’s ago, I had quickly begun to notice what appeared to be an ongoing relationship between my two neighbors, so the likelihood of pursuing anything myself with Jill was basically out of the question. The last thing I wanted to do was become involved in another very difficult situation so soon after my divorce. I wasn’t big on dating either, and didn’t do the bar scene. So as it was, I had pretty much established a self-pleasured relationship, and was content to let it go at that for a period of time anyway.

There was one thing I didn’t have that my neighbors did. Someone to help me do some light house cleaning. I was great in the yard, and around the house, but when it came to doing things inside, I was a bit of a slob. Jill had teased me about this a couple of times when she had come over for a visit. My place never was very neat or tidy the way hers was, but of course, she did have two teenage daughters to lend her a hand doing it too! And of course Pete had the same kind of help with Andrea. At Jill’s suggestion, I did speak with Tracy and Stacy about paying them (what I could afford) to come in and clean for me once a week. Nothing heavy duty of course, I’d still do my own laundry and such, but helping me out around the house. To my surprise, they both seemed quite eager to help me out with that, and I gave Jill a bottle of wine that she and I as well as Pete drank down to celebrate with.

Watching Jill and Pete teasing and flirting with one another that evening after we’d drunk all the wine, reminded me just how lonely I really was. If the two of them hadn’t been at my house, I would have left the two of them alone a long time ago. Eventually they did leave together, and it mattered not to me whose house it was they went to. I soon after went to bed, and though it was still early for a Friday night, I had a long ‘yard’ day ahead of me tomorrow, plus the girls were coming over to help me clean.

I had nearly gotten to sleep when the sounds of laughter filled my ears waking me back up. The noise was coming from Jill’s place, and by the sounds of it, the girls were out in the backyard doing something. One of my bedroom windows faced her back yard, so without turning on the light, I went over to the window with the intent of yelling out to them to tone it down. What I saw stopped me cold.

Stacy and Tracy were of course identical twins. Maybe their mother could tell them a part, but I couldn’t. And I briefly wondered if they were identical in every minute detail. Each of the girls had long dark brown hair that was identically styled and fell well below their shoulders. Brown eyes, with full pouty lips gave each of the girls a mature womanliness that far exceeded their young years; not to mention full well rounded breasts that threatened to bust out, (pardon the pun) of every single piece of clothing they owned. They were tall too, easily standing 5’9″ or so, though there was some argument between them over Stacy being the younger, was taller than her sister by half and inch. You couldn’t akkent escort tell it by me either way. Andrea on the other hand, though shorter as well as a year or so older than the twins, had a much younger look even than they did. She had short-cropped coal black hair, and piercing blue eyes to match. They looked like a trio of Salt and Peppershakers as they jumped up and down on the giant trampoline in their backyard. The twins were already a deep golden brown from tanning day in and day out, as opposed to Andrea’s almost alabaster white colored skin. With her dark hair, she was a contrast in and of herself, but standing next to either one of the twins, it was even more remarkable. I had jokingly called them an Oreo cookie when I’d first seen them together.

And it was seeing them now that nearly froze me in place as well. Watching them bouncing and jumping up and down was interesting enough. But the fact they were all just wearing short little nightgowns was an added attraction. Initially, I felt a little self-conscious about standing there in the dark spying on them. But hell, they were certainly old enough, and there was nothing wrong with enjoying a little displayed beauty now was there? Really?

I was surprised to see the twins weren’t wearing identical nightgowns, they tended to wear matching clothing during the day most of the times, but I think that was primarily for show more than anything else. They enjoyed showing off their ‘twin-ness’. As it was Stacy (or perhaps Tracy) was jumping up and down on the trampoline at the moment while the other two girls waited their turns and watched. She was wearing a pale pink ‘Teddy’ that was fairly sheer looking, even from my window, easily enough to see the dark colored ‘dots’, which even at this distance, I knew had to be her nipples. But more importantly, as she continued the bounce, jumping higher and higher with each successful jump, her top was reaching the verge of lifting up off the top of her breasts all together. And it was again with some modem of decency that I considered turning away and going back to bed.

Stacy or Tracy, soon got off the tramp however, and I watched Andrea climb on, and I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. She glanced around once…quickly, and simply removed the top of her black near satiny colored night-ware, and began jumping in much the same manner, as had one of the twins. Watching Andrea jumping, bare, her near-white breasts bouncing up and down as she did was something I couldn’t quite tear my eyes away from. Her own very dark, very large areolas were one more thing that made an interesting stark contrast against her pale-pink, near white skin coloring. And watching her young breasts as she skyrocketed up into the air, hitting the apex, and watching each one of them seemingly float up off her chest was strangely arousing anyway. And so I stood there, continuing to watch, and without realizing it really, began sporting a very aroused erection a few moments later.

The girls were of course still laughing and giggling, and though I could not with a great deal of clarity hear what it was that they were saying, picked out a few words that did suggest they were also commenting on Andrea’s wildly rotating floating boobs. It seemed to have become a game for them, as moments later when Andrea finally stopped bouncing, Stacy or Tracy, but whoever was wearing the blue silk Pajama suit, also removed her top and began the game all over again. With much larger breasts than Andrea’s, though she certainly had nothing to complain about in that department, one of the twins, and I decided it must be Tracy for some reason, began her turn at jumping, and now flipping over in the air. And I was interested in watching, if for no other reason than to see if Stacy took another turn, and might then reveal if their “twin-ness” also included in exquisite detail, matching breasts as well.

I never got a chance to actually find out though, as Jill had returned home and moments later appeared at the back door, chastising the girls for making too much noise, and even pointed over towards my place. I backed away, far away from the bedroom window, though I doubted highly anyone could have seen me, or realized I had indeed been standing there. Still, it unnerved me a little bit that it might be considered I had been standing there watching the girls, and I quickly retired back to my bed. But I was more wide-awake now than ever and still aching with need from a very aroused, very stiff near painful erection.

I was human after all, and it had been quite a while since I had even been with a woman. And so with lusty thoughts of three pairs of beautiful young boobs bouncing in the air, I relieved myself pleasurably so, and drifted off to a most enjoyable sleep afterwards.

I vaguely remember hearing someone knocking at the door downstairs, but as I was in the space of still being half-asleep and half-awake, I chose to remain in the latter. I had also grown up in a small town, and so wasn’t in the habit of locking my doors either. If I happened to think about it, I did. akkent escort bayan But if I forgot to do it, I didn’t worry about it. And so it was in the next minute, I heard as well as felt the twins come in and jump on the bed trying to rouse me from sleep. Though I was now awake, I feigned sleeping as the giddiness of the twins became almost intoxicating. Hearing them laughing and quietly teasing one another back and forth, I was content to go along with the game until one of them suddenly attempted to pull down the covers in order to pull me out of bed. Only then did I remember I had gone to bed (afterwards) totally naked. And worse, I had no idea what the sheets might actually look like either!

“Ok. Ok!” I relented. “Let me get up then…without your help,” I added.

Obviously the girls knew I had nothing on. “You get five minutes!” I think it was Tracy that warned me, “And then naked or not, we starting cleaning your room!”

They scurried out of my bedroom, and I took very seriously their threat, quickly grabbing a clean pair of underwear from the dresser drawer, as well as a pair of shorts to work outside in the yard in. Normally I would shower and shave, so after a quick trip to the bathroom, I headed downstairs to make some coffee, after which I would head outside to work. Later, much later, I’d get that shower and shave in.

As I worked outside, the twins busied themselves working and cleaning inside. I finished a couple of hours later, and headed back inside the house in order to take my shower. Covered with dirt grime and sweat, I was in desperate need of doing just that. Although Tracy…perhaps Stacy as they were once again wearing identical clothing, was finishing up in the kitchen as I passed, turned smiling and waved at me as I headed up the stairs, though said nothing to me. I had no clue where her sister was, but figured she was most likely off cleaning somewhere else anyway. I started the shower, made sure it was nice and hot and began scrubbing myself up. I’d just finished shampooing my hair and was standing beneath the spray rinsing when I felt a soft pair of hands suddenly reach around behind me grabbing my cock.

“What the?” I almost screamed out loud.

“Hi,” One of the twins said sweetly, innocently, as though being in the shower with me was the most natural thing in the world to be doing.

“Stacy!” I exclaimed, she smiled but said nothing.

“Tracy?” I questioned this time, again she merely stood smiling.

“Whoever, whichever one you are, what the hell do you think your doing?”

“Cleaning,” she said simply, soaping my cock.

I still had soap in my hair, and it was now running down into my face stinging my eyes. I leaned back to rinse it out, and she took that moment to drop down onto her knees in the bathtub and expertly began sucking my cock. The moment her lips engulfed me, I nearly fell down in the tub slipping in a half-assed effort to pull away from her, but she held me inside her mouth with a vise-like grip suctioning me, her hands likewise wrapping around me and digging into the backside of my ass.

“Damn! Her mouth felt good, and it had been so long!” I found myself thinking, trying to reason, and trying to justify her being here. But it was wrong. Way wrong.

“Your sister,” it was a weak excuse I know, but with my cock sliding in and out of her mouth, one hand cupping my balls, another massaging my ass, it was about all I could come up with.

She quit sucking and licking me long enough to respond to me. “She’ll be with us in a minute,” she stated, a giggle in her tone even as she continued kneeling and sucking my shaft.

“That’s not what I meant!” I stated somewhat more forcefully, but there wasn’t any action on my part to back up the implied indignation. I continued to stand there, knees growing weaker by the moment, cock growing stiffer.

“Hi!” The other twin said, now joining us and stepping into the suddenly crowded shower.

Seeing the ‘girls’ up close and personal like this was admittedly a treat. And one that was becoming harder and harder to try and ignore. And that being in more ways than one. I decided that it had to be Tracy that was sucking me. For no other reason than at least to give a semi-permanent name to one of them anyway. Her tongue, her sucking, her fondling of my balls had wrestled away the last vestiges of protest that I had remaining. And now standing there eyeing Stacy’s beautiful perky young breasts was the straw that broke the camels back. I reached out, and immediately cupped each one of them in my hands and began running my thumbs over her hard erect little nipples. Though I had gotten a brief glimpse of her breasts, one of the twin’s breasts anyway, I only now truly and fully appreciated how beautiful they were. Each was about the size of a nice firm grapefruit, and as I stood toying with her nipples and sliding my hand over the soft smooth skin, I once again began to wonder if I would be able to notice any subtle differences between the two girls. As though she’d read my mind, and maybe since escort akkent they were twins who did seem to know what the other one was thinking somehow, maybe she had in fact. Suddenly Tracy stood up and pointed to a tiny little dot, hardly a freckle even on her left breast.

“That’s how you’ll know how to tell us apart,” she said. “She doesn’t have one here.”

Stacy had by now knelt down, taking over for her sister. They were definitely “twins” in that department too. Her tonguing of me felt nearly identical to the one I had been enjoying from her sister, and I half wondered where…who…they had gotten their experience from.

Looking at her tits I studied them briefly, and she was right. Except for that tiniest of marks, I could not tell the difference in either size or shape of their breasts, perhaps seeing them standing side by side might help. As good as things were feeling, I somehow managed to convince Stacy to stand up next to her sister. I put the two of them side by side under the spray of the shower then, stepped back and began to examine them seriously. As hard as I tried however, except for that one tiny little dot, there was absolutely no difference between the two young women that I could find. I even asked them to twirl around for me, which was like watching someone in a mirror as they both turned in unison in opposite directions at exactly the same time.

“It is a little crowded in here,” I stated then, “Lets move into the bedroom!”

“We can’t!’ Words spoken exactly together instantaneously. Stacy, perhaps really Tracy, turned smiling and laughed at her sister. “That happens a lot!” She said, and then continued just as quickly. “Mom will start to wonder why we aren’t done yet!”

“Yes. And she might come over looking for us!” The other twin added.

Hearing that, brought me out of my lustful fugue, and as stiff as my cock was, it softened slightly.

“You go and head mom off just in case,” one of the girls said. “We can’t be that mean and leave him hanging like this!” As though for emphasis, she once again reached down grasping my cock, and it was immediately back to its full hardness. As one of the girls stepped out, hurriedly dried off and redressed, the other was once again down on her knees taking up where ‘they’ had left off.

I decided this time it was Stacy as her sweet tongue once again began to dance and play on the surface of my prick.

“Tonight?” She said, somewhat difficult to understand as she’d spoken the question with a mouth full of my dick so that it had sounded like she’d said “Doughnut”.

“What’d you say?” I questioned her, wishing almost immediately that I hadn’t as she then removed her mouth from around my prick, though thankfully not her hand and continued to keep stroking me at least.

“Tonight. After everyone’s gone to sleep. We’ll sneak over and slip into bed with you.”

“Ah Stacy,” I said, taking a stab in the dark here, though she didn’t respond one way or the other. “I’m not sure that’s a smart move. We really shouldn’t be,” and then she went back to sucking, and jacking my cock off in a wonderfully smooth, extremely pleasurable way.

“Ah fuck. What the hell, why not?” I said to myself. “It had been a long time. A very, very long time!”

I felt the sperm bubbling up inside my balls, and thought at least to give her a warning of my impending orgasm. Telling her that I was close, and about to cum, she simply murmured her agreement with that, lips still wrapped around me, still sucking, if not more hungrily so. Taking that as her ascension to “allow” myself, I felt the first hard-felt ejaculation explode from the tip of my cock, filling her mouth. This of course, quickly followed by a second, third, and forth ejaculate, and I was wondering if I would gag her, as I knew I had filled her mouth with a fairly large load of my cream. A small portion of it seemed to drool from the corner of her mouth, and she did swallow a “little” of it I guessed, but it was now obvious to me, she had not swallowed all of it. And I wondered briefly if she was now going to spit it out or what. She laughed, almost choked, threw her head back so she could talk without swallowing and gurgled nearly when she spoke.

“Promised sis I’d save her some!”

I watched her dress then, quickly. And she raced down stairs to go meet up with her sister to go do god knows what with my cum. Only then I began to wonder what kind of a Pandora’s Box I had opened here, and regretted briefly to having agreed to allow the two of them to come join me in bed tonight.

As I began drying myself off, only then did I realize that I still didn’t know which girl was which. Neither one of them had said “who” it was that had the freckle, only that that was the only difference between them. I had to laugh to myself, they’d still managed to keep me in the dark as to their true identities and I could only imagine the ‘games’ these two might come up with later. I did feel a little guilty about it though, and wondered if I’d have difficulty in facing Jill later. Walking away from a little taste of heaven wasn’t something I was quite prepared to give up however. Perhaps afterwards, I could convince the girls that it had been “fun” and all that, but for practical, obvious reasons, it would have to be a one-time thing. Having considered that, and satisfied with my justification and reasoning, I began looking forward towards the evening.

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Trudy was just getting out of the shower that evening when the door bell rang. Wrapping a bath towel around her wet torso, she yelled, “Come in, it’s open.”

As she put on her black, high heel slippers, she heard the door open above the soft music on the radio in the living room. She walked to her bedroom door to see her visitor. Scott was standing near the door inside of her apartment.

“Hello, Scott.” she smiled, her wet body barely covered by the towel she grabbed. She came forward to him and asked him to take a seat in the living room.

Scott took in the gorgeous blond standing, wet from the shower, in front of him. The towel came to the very tops of her long tanned legs, and loosely draped her full breasts. She stood there for a moment, then excused herself to get dressed.

Walking towards her bedroom, she tightly gathered the towel around her waist, the fluffy cloth rode up, past the full, rounded cheeks of her soft, white ass.

“I won’t be long, Scott. Just make yourself comfortable while I get some clothes on.” She called from her bedroom.

Scott saw her bare, little ass wiggling seductively, as she walked to her room in the little towel she had wrapped around her tiny waist, causing his already longing cock to stir in his loose slacks. He picked up a Cosmopolitan magazine and began leafing through the glossy pages of fashion models in seductive dresses.

Wearing just her black, high heel shoes, Trudy stood in the full length mirror and combed her soft, golden hair, thinking about what she would wear. She put on make up and powdered her soft, firm breasts with a fussy puff she took from the container on the dresser. The imitation fur of the puff made her skin tingle as she lightly brushed the skin of her full, ripe titties.

Turning to the closet, she selected a bright red mini-skirt and her lacy, black sweater. After putting on the skirt and sweater she went back to the mirror and examined her reflection, standing in the loose, skimpy, red skirt and tight, black sweater.

She pinched each nipple until it stood hard against the soft fabric of her thin sweater. “Hmm, I think he will like this.” She thought to herself, as she gazed at the two hard nipples standing out on the front of her soft, black sweater.

Walking over to the dresser, she opened the pink, paper bag containing several pair of panties she had bought that afternoon. Pouring the panties in a pile on the bed, she selected a sheer, filmy, red g-string and a pair of black, crotchless lace panties.

Not being able to decide herself which she would wear, she decided to ask Scott which he would prefer.

Rolling the brief pieces of soft fabric in her hand, she walked out of the bedroom into the living room, where, Scott was reading a magazine.

“Scott,” she said softly, “I bought some new panties at the store today. And, I wonder which pair you would like me to wear, tonight.”

Scott looked up from the magazine and gazed at the little, blond nymph standing in the room, wearing a very short, red skirt that barely covered her pussy. Her high heels made her legs look even more inviting as she held the red g-string to her waist.

Her long, blond hair hung softly across her shoulders and draped down to her full breasts. Her breasts bulged at the soft thin lace of her sweater as glimpses of her soft white skin peeked through. Her nipples were hard and stuck out like little knobs on the thin, material.

“Err—I like that one, Trudy”. He said as he studied the tops of her legs to see if she had any panties on. Her new, red g-string, adıyaman escort pulled tightly against the little skirt caused the loose hem to rise slightly, to her blond pussy.

She threw the red g-string on the couch next to him and held up, the black lace, crotchless panties.

Stretching the elastic waist of the transparent panty across her, she asked him, “Well, — how about this one.”

“This pair doesn’t have anything there.” she said, as she playfully, poked her fingers through the open crotch.

Scott became suddenly, very aroused at the display before him. He imagined her in those little panties and his stiff cock pulsed in the confines of his slacks. Trudy was teasing him and he was becoming more excited, taking in her little, shapely body dressed in that sexy red skirt and revealing sweater. Her tanned legs were bare and he thought he could see a little bit of her blond pussy past the raised hem of her short skirt.

“I think I prefer that one.” He said breathlessly, as he pointed, indicating the black panties she was holding.

“Ok, I’ll wear the black ones, Scott.” She smiled.

She picked up the red g-string off the couch, turned briskly, and went back to her bedroom. Her little, red skirt flew up at the back as she turned, exposing briefly the soft, naked globes of her little ass.

She pulled on the black, crotchless panties in the privacy of her room and came back out to join Scott. She sat in the chair across the living room from the couch and slowly, crossed her legs.

The bottom of her bare thighs was visible to his view, as she sat there provocatively. He gazed at the little, mini-skirted blonde across from him, her longs legs crossed and his thoughts went to the black panties, she said she would wear.

The door bell rang again, breaking the sexually charged atmosphere created by this young, blond girl, sitting on the chair.

Trudy uncrossed her legs, offering the aroused Scott, a very brief peek at the black panties she had on, under her little skirt.

She stood up and smoothed the short skirt around her hips.

“Oh, that must be Ginger. She was coming over for a while, to borrow a book I have.” Trudy said, as she went to answer the door.

Scott was surprised at this turn of events, and it made him nervous to have an unexpected visit from the girl who made him come on his pants a couple weeks ago. She was very sexy and he could hardly control himself when she was around him.

Trudy opened the door to let Ginger in and said to her, “Ginger, you know Scott.”

She walked her into the living room, saying, “He came over to watch some TV with me”

Ginger was dressed in a short, pink, silky shirt dress that she had cinched tightly at the waist with a wide black belt. Her long, brown hair hung softly across her shoulders stopping above her firm breasts, encased in the tight dress. She had worn her pink, high heels which accented her long, thin legs under the short, mini-dress.

“Hi, Scott.” she sang, as she sat in the chair Trudy had just left.

“Seen any good videos lately?” Ginger teased. She lifted her long legs slowly as she crossed them, being careful to not show him that she had not worn panties under her little, pink dress.

Scott squirmed on the couch as he watched Ginger arrange her long legs in the chair across from him. Her skirt lay on her lap, covering her legs only, at the top.

“Hi, Ginger” replied Scott, as he ignored her reference to the date they had two weeks ago. “That’s a pretty dress adıyaman escort bayan you have on tonight.” He added.

“Oh, do you like it?” she asked, as she stood up to model the tight, pink garment for him. She twirled around holding the hem down to keep it from flying up and revealing her naked, shaved pussy.

Trudy smiled at the spectacle Ginger provided and went to the kitchen to pour some drinks, as music played softly from the stereo.

“Yes, that looks very pretty on you, Ginger.” Scott answered as he noticed his cock getting even harder anticipating the potential of these two beauties with him in the cozy, little apartment. His gaze locked on her soft, warm thighs as she twirled above him.

“I love that song” Ginger cooed to Scott, as she grabbed his hand. “Will you dance with me?” she asked pouting slightly.

Scott stood up, hoping his erection would not show as he took Ginger in his arms and began to slow dance with her. His arm around her tiny waist and the other hand holding hers, they danced slowly, to the strains of the soft melody on the radio.

Ginger moved in close to Scott’s’ aroused body and pressed her soft belly to him, feeling the firm hardness of his engorged cock through her thin, wispy dress.

“Mmmm” she moaned to his ear, as they danced slowly to the music, his hard cock pushing against the soft material of her dress.

Trudy walked into the room as they were dancing and after the song ended, handed each of them a glass of the wine she poured in the kitchen.

Scott sat back on the couch. Trudy and Ginger joined him on either side as they each took a sip of the sweet wine Trudy had offered.

“Scott, would you like to see us dance together?” said Trudy, as a faster song began playing on the radio.

Trudy and Ginger stood up and stepped away from the couch. They began to undulate provocatively on the carpeted living room in time to the beat of the music. Dancing close to each other they presented a vision of sheer lust, as Trudy’s little, red skirt swayed seductively, flipping up past the filmy, black laced, crotchless panties she was wearing. Her blonde, trimmed pussy occasionally peeked out at him.

Meanwhile Ginger was likewise undulating lewdly, her little, pink dress swinging out at the hem showing him glimpses of her clean shaven pussy and her little, bare ass underneath the thin, pink skirt. Scott became overwhelmed with lust as he watched the sexy show these young girls were putting on, for his benefit.

Trudy giggled as she looked over to Scott, squirming on the couch, watching them.

“Do you think we look sexy, Scott?” teased Trudy.

“Is your cock getting harder, Scott?” Asked Ginger.

Trudy and Ginger sat again, next to him. Trudy leaned over and kissed Scott on the mouth, her open soft lips warm against his. Ginger reached over to Scott’s’ aching erect cock and rubbed it softly, under his slacks.

Scott greedily pushed his tongue into Trudy’s open mouth and placed his hand on her breast, through her soft black sweater. Her hard nipple burned into the palm of his hand, as he rotated the soft, lace covered tit in his hand.

Ginger took her hand away from Scott’s’ throbbing bulge and asked him, “Did you see that I didn’t wear any panties, Scott?” As she raised the hem of her dress up to her chest.

“I like to feel the cool air right here.” she stated in her seductive girlish voice, as she put her finger on the soft skin covering her clitoris, rubbing it up and down.

“It makes escort adıyaman my little clit hard” she added, rubbing the top of the crack on her shaved, pink pussy. “Want to see?”

Ginger rolled over on the couch and kneeled next to him, holding the hem of her pink dress, high above her little waist.

“It makes my little pussy tingle when the cool air hits it.” Ginger giggled.

Then, Ginger stood up on the couch above Scott’s’ face. He looked up under her dress to see the soft, pink shaved pussy, lingering a few inches from his face. A slight glistening wetness appeared in the tiny crack of her pink vaginal lips. Then she lowered the bare, pink slit down to his face, rubbing his nose and mouth with her soft, damp skin.

Meanwhile, Trudy was rubbing his great, hard cock through his pants and unzipped his slacks. Reaching in, she was amazed at the enormous thickness of his erect penis. She took the hard cock out in her hand and leaned over to lick the swollen head.

As Trudy licked along the head and down the sides, she held the rigid cock, tightly at the base. Then she took the engorged organ into her mouth and began to gently pull his cock up and down with her soft hand, clenched tightly around the base of the thick, veined shaft.

Scott licked hungrily at Ginger’s’ pussy, as she pushed her hot, bare slit to his mouth, grinding on his tongue in small circles. As his tongue separated the warm, wet lips pressed against him, she held the hem of her dress high above his head, and rocked back and forth on his probing tongue.

Suddenly, his body stiffened. He moaned loudly, as his pulsing cock gushed hot, thick come into Trudy’s mouth, in one hot spasm after another, soaking her lips and chin with his semen.

“Oh, Scott, your coming!” said Ginger, giggling softly above him. “I love to see you do that.” she confessed.

The joy of the situation intensified Scott’s’ climax and he shot time after time into Trudy’s waiting mouth. Finally, he was finished and could not cum anymore. Scott felt Trudy’s mouth lick and suck his cock clean and then she climbed up beside him. They kissed — soft, warm, tender lover-kisses. She had been wonderful, he thought and told her so as she snuggled close against him.

Scott rolled over to face Trudy and they kissed and caressed, almost purring to each other. To Scott’s’ surprise — and delight! — His cock throbbed to life, again, in only a few short minutes.

Trudy giggled as she felt it pressing between her thighs. They didn’t say a word. She lifted her leg over his hip and shifted on the couch as his cock slid into her.

Scott was about to fuck Trudy!

Scott started to roll over on her but she pushed him back and was soon straddling his hips as his dick slid deeper and deeper into her hot pussy.

He wanted to see her. Scott reached up her skirt and lifted it to her waist. Trudy smiled and reached down for the hem of her short, skirt and lifted it way up.

She was magnificent! Her pert breasts were bouncing up and down as she fucked him and Scott could not resist the urge to grab handfuls of that firm flesh. Her nipples were hard little stones abrading the flesh of his palms. She leaned back, placing her hands on his thighs and used them to lift her hips higher as she fucked him.

Scott was in heaven! He didn’t want to ever cum. He didn’t want to ever stop.

Finally, Trudy began to cum, moaning, “Oh, Scott, oh, I never… Oh, Scott… I never…” over and over.

As she started to come down, Scott slammed his hips into hers and took her up and over, again.

Again, and again, he kept her cumming, until he felt ready to blow. When it happened, Scott was afraid he broke something inside of him. He had never had a cum like that in his life!

Trudy collapsed down on him and lay there with Scott’s dick still buried up her cunt, her tits crushed on his chest, and a smile was on his lips.

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