As her front teeth scraped across the engorged head of his cock, Peter thought of his loving wife in the next room, and what she would think of him if she could see him, his pants around his ankles and his long, thick dripping wet cock bobbing obscenely in the face of the gorgeous blonde on her knees at his feet. He stared down at her in disbelief as her small, perfectly manicured hands, her left ring finger adorned with a single shining gold wedding band, pulled up on the thick shaft of his massive 10 inch cock, twisting ever so slightly, drawing more blood into the already distended knob of his now eagerly throbbing rod…….

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Twenty minutes ago Peter and his wife Laura had been sitting in the lounge of some friends of friends. Steve and Pam had had a few people over and now it was just down to three or four couples. They had all been talking about the latest developments at the firm when Pam, came up behind Peter and quietly whispered in his ear that she would like to have a word with him in private. Peter indicated to his wife that he would be back shortly and left following the stunningly attractive blonde. As he closed the door behind him he could not help but notice Pam`s outfit for the evening. With her 4 inch black heels, black stockings and black miniskirt and matching blazer, Pam certainly stood out in the otherwise rather conservatively dressed group. Her long blonde hair was pulled up in bun and held in place with a large black clip. Her tight ass swayed back and forth in her black mini as she walked.

Pam turned and headed down the hall, opening the door to the office and ushered Peter inside. Unnoticed by Peter, she flicked the lock shut as she closed the door behind them.

“Have a seat” she said, indicating the large plush chair against the far wall.

As she spoke she headed towards the left wall and sat herself down in an antique oak chair. She crossed her long shapely legs seductively and Peter swore he caught a quick glimpse of black lace panties. He could smell the sweet perfume the pretty blonde was wearing.

“Maybe I should explain why I asked you in here?” she said, getting up from her seat.

Peter looked at her questioningly, having only met her earlier in the night.

Drawing her index finger across her lower lip Pam stepped up beside Peter and pressing her lips up to his ear whispered “What if I was to tell you that I just wanted to get you in here and all alone with me?”

“What?” Peter blurted out. “Why?”

Pam slid her right hand down along the thigh of Peter`s slacks and again whispered in his ear “Maybe because I`d like to show you a little something I think you might really like.”

Peter brushed her hand off his leg and stepped back.

“What do you mean? What do you want to show me?”

“Me” Pam whispered as she reached down and this time placed her hand directly on Peter`s crotch. Peter pulled away again.

“Don`t you want to see me?” she pouted girlishly.

Peter looked around the room confused. “Is this some kind of joke or test? Did Laura put you up to this?

Pam giggled. “Trust me, Laura knows nothing about what`s going on in here. At least you`d better hope she doesn`t know and you better pray that she never finds out.”

As she spoke, she pushed the bewildered Peter back into his chair.

Facing Peter, she started a slow, seductive dance, swaying her hips back and forth in a sexy rocking motion in time to the distant music coming from downstairs. She slid her hands up along the sides of her hips caressing her body as she danced. A few wisps of her blonde hair fell across her deep green eyes as she tilted her head back and slid her hands up and over her tits, cupping them in her palms.

Peter`s breath came in short pants as the sexy blonde slipped the top button of her blazer open. His eyes were glued to her swaying body as the second and then the third buttons were seductively undone. Peter felt his cock getting hard and despite his purest thoughts he could not escape the vision of the sexy striptease being performed by the hot 30-something blonde in front of him. His cock throbbed as Pam turned away from him and dropped the black blazer off her shoulders. She turned to face him revealing a sexy black lace bra, her voluptuous tits pulled up together in what had to be the most perfect cleavage the 24 year old Peter had ever seen.

Pam leaned over and rubbing the lace of her sexy bra against Peter`s chest whispered “Do you like the show so far?”

Peter nodded, his eyes casting a quick glance at the door.

“Don`t worry, it`s locked. Nobody knows we`re in here. That is, as long as you keep quiet when you cum.” Pam purred.

“Cum? What do you mean?”

Pam giggled as she continued her sexy dance. “When you cum. You do cum, don`t you? You know when Laura gives you a handjob or maybe even a sexy blowjob, your cock does cum, right?”

The mention of his wife and his cock, brought a sense of reality back to Peter and he started to get up.

“We really shouldn`t be in here doing this.” He said. “I`m married and God knows she`d kill me is she could see me in here with you.”

Pam flashed her wedding band at Peter and smiled. “I`m married too. So why should we let that stop us. I want to be here and I have a feeling so do you” she answered, pointing down at the swollen tent in Peter`s pants.

Peter looked down but he didn`t have to. He already knew he was getting excited and that his cock was starting to harden and swell. His heart was starting to pound in his chest and he imagined that everyone in the house could hear it. His lust for the pretty blonde was quickly overcoming his morals.

In a quick motion, Pam untied her skirt and let it drop to the floor.

Peter started to say something but his jaw fell open and he stopped in midsentence.

The sexy blonde was now clad in nothing but her black lace bra, a matching black lace thong, black garter and stockings and her 4 inch heels. A long string of pearls was loosely wrapped around her neck.

“Do you still want to leave.” She asked seductively. “Or do you want to stick around and see what else I have in store for you?”

Peter looked Pam up and down, not hiding his now obviously lust for her.

“That`s a better attitude. Now let me get rid of all that stress building up in you.”

The lingerie clad vixen slowly dropped to her knees in front of the astonished Peter and staring up at him told him to take off his pants.

His eyes never leaving Pam for fear she would vanish and this would all turn out to be a dream, he quickly undid his belt and let his pants fall around his ankles.

“That didn’t take much convincing.” She laughed. “I wonder why?” she purred, stretching her neck so that her full 36DDs were thrust out for Peter’s obvious viewing pleasure.

Pam leaned forward and seductively traced a long red nail along the hidden shaft of Peter’s steadily lengthening cock. She watched it grow and grow, pressing out against his boxers so that the waistband was now pulled away from his belly by the massive size of his cock. Her gaze locked on his crotch, she wrapped one of her small hands around the thick shaft and began to jack him off, ever so slowly and gently through his underwear.

Peter moaned his approval and when Pam looked up at him and in her most seductive voice, asked him if she could take it out, he nodded eagerly.

“Yeah, pull it out.” He grunted through clenched teeth.

Without any further waiting Pam reached up and pulled down the front of Peter`s boxers.

“Oh my God!” she gasped, smiling up at him with obvious admiration.

“It`s massive!”

Peter`s cock truly was massive and teased as it had been by Pam’s dancing and sexy lingerie clad body, and now her soft touch, was straining towards its full 10 throbbing inch length. It quivered like a steel pipe in front of her pretty face as she marveled at its size and hardness. Still encased in a tight foreskin, the fat mushroom-like head of his prick slowly slid into view as his cock reached its full length.

It was now Pam’s turn to moan her approval, and she leaned forward and opening her mouth in a sexy pout, scraped her front teeth across the engorged head of his throbbing dick. She repeated the tease, this time her bright red lipstick covered lips enclosing his cockhead just below the rim and forming a perfect tight O-shape around his shaft.

“Mmmmm” she purred as she pulled her lips slowly up and over the rim of his cockhead and across the glazed skin of his knob, leaving a bright smear of red as evidence that her sweet soft lips had just been wrapped around the girth of his massive pole.

Peter moaned and she pulled her face slowly away from the helmet of his cock.

“It’s so big and hard.” She purred, her fingers reaching out and cupping his heavy balls in her small hand. Her tongue snaked out and traced a slow circle again around the rim of his knob.

As she licked his knob, she slid the slick foreskin back and forth along the wet shaft. Eagerly, Peter thrust his hips forward pushing his quivering rod closer to her gorgeous face and those wonderful sucking lips, hoping she’d take him back into her warm, wet mouth one more time.

“Mmmmm…that’s nice.” he groaned, watched her as she expertly stroked her small fist along the length of his prick. His tight foreskin slid repeatedly over the distended rim of his shining knob in perfect time to each teasingly perfect stroke.

Her fingers pulled down on his sac, drawing his thick shaft towards her chest. Her small, perfectly manicured hands, wrapped themselves around his shaft and pulled up on his now visibly straining cock.

“Touch my tits with your cock.” Pam whispered, closing her fists tighter around his thick shaft, continuing to stroke his massive prick, every now and then pushing down hard on the root of his raging cock, making his rod swell even larger than its already massive size and causing his inflated knob to swell to almost unbelievable proportions.

His eyes met hers and she smiled mischievously, her deep green eyes sparkling with lust. He could feel his heart pounding hard in his chest as Pam knelt back and pulled the cups of her black lace bra down under her tits and pulling his cock towards her again, dragged the glossy exposed head of his trembling prick across each of her dark erect hard nipples. Peter shivered with lust as the black lace slid seductively across the fat head, smearing a thin film of sticky spit and precum across the taut skin of his glossy wet lipstick smeared knob.

Peter looked down at the pretty blonde, much prettier he thought that his own wife, as she eagerly slid his now unsheathed cock over, around and between her perfect tits. His shaft was already a deep angry red in color, the head swollen and shining wetly like a large purple plum. His knees weakened and he moaned low each time she would tighten her grip and press her fist down hard against the root of his rod. A wet clear fluid already seeped from his gaping slit. Recognizing how much it excited him, she pressed down hard repeatedly against his belly, smiling wantonly as she slowing and teasingly toyed with his hot prick. His lust escalated as the gorgeous married blonde worked him into a sexual frenzy with the talent and expert touch of an accomplished porn star.

Peter could not remember a time he had been this excited. His cock quivered in her soft hands.

“Where are you going?” he asked worriedly as suddenly Pam got up from her knees.

“Just to get something” she smiled as she reached down and took his hard cock in one of her small hands.

“Let me escort you over to the lubrication station.” She purred as she walked seductively across the room towards the desk in the corner drawing him along behind her by his thick erect cock.

She opened the top drawer and pulled out a bottle of baby oil.

“Want some?”

Peter nodded, looking down at his bright red cock jutting out angrily from the tight fist of her soft hand, the sides of his hot shaft studded with pulsing, thick, blood engorged veins.

She slowly uncapped the bottle and pushing her fist to the very root of his cock, as she knew he loved, dribbled a generous stream of oil along the length of his straining cock. Their eyes locked together in a lustful stare as she teasingly let the last few drops fall gently on the pulsing red head of the meaty rod.

“Do you like me playing with your cock?” she purred.

Peter grunted affirmatively.

The vision of his friend’s sexy wife in the hottest lingerie he had seen, talking to him in her filthiest potty mouth, was driving him wild. Peter’s knees were weak and he looked around for a place to sit down. He started to pull away but the sexy blonde was not about to let his hot cock slip that easily from her grip.

Stretching up and kissing him hard on the lips, she thrust her tongue deep into his mouth. As she kissed him she slid her slick tight fist slowly up his shaft, stopping just below the distended rim of his cockhead, the tight foreskin drawn up like a wet turtleneck below the inflated rim.

Peter groaned again.

“Do you like that?”

“Fuck, yes!!!” he almost shouted.

“Shhhh…” Pam motioned towards the door. “You don’t want them to hear us do you? Promise me you’ll be quiet and I’ll make you cum.”

“I’ll be a good boy.” He smiled down at the pretty wife.

Pam pushed her firm tits together and leaned towards his oil-coated cock.

“Good….now oil me up.” She said motioning to the oil. “I want you to fuck my tits.”

Peter took the oil and directed a generous squirt down her cleavage.

“Careful…” she said, pulling away. The only thing I want squirting around here is your big hard cock.”

“Don’t worry about that.” Peter said.

“Talk dirty to me.” the pretty married blonde purred teasingly, taking his gigantic cock and squeezing the root in her tight little fist again.

Peter looked down at the sexy, lingerie-clad vixen and slid his own hand down around his hard shaft pushing hers away. He took the massive organ and held it up proudly for her to see. As he did so he started a slow stroking motion along the thickly veined meaty shaft. Oil dripped from his knob as he jacked himself off slowly in front of her lustful gaze.

“Fuck it’s gorgeous. Do it faster…” she purred. “Jerk your hard cock off for me….make it cum…pleeeeeze”.

Peter’s head tilted back, her thrust his hips forward and sliding his hand faster and faster along his thick slippery shaft, started to jerk himself off directly into her pretty face. His cockhead bobbed up and down as he stroked himself faster and faster under her wanton gaze.

His eyes hooded with desire and lust as Pam leaned forward and rubbed her heavy tits against his upper thighs.

“Do you like my cock?” He whispered quietly looking down at her as he continued to pump his massive shaft in front of her face.

Pam moved closer to his rod, her lips brushing ever so slightly against the wet knob, when she spoke. “It’s beautiful.” She nodded.

His lust building uncontrollably, Peter took a handful of Pam’s hair in his hand and drew her roughly towards his now painfully hard cock.

“Easy..” she admonished him, resisting his pull and pushing his hand off her head. “Just tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it…and that means ANYTHING!”

Peter withdrew his hand and thrust his massive dripping rod straight into her face.

“SUCK IT….” He ordered the pretty blonde. “STICK IT IN YOUR HOT LITTLE MOUTH AND SUCK IT.”

Pam laughed and looked teasingly over her shoulder at the locked door. “What if my husband were to come in and see me doing such a nasty, dirty thing?”

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK….JUST SUCK MY COCK!!!”. Peter grunted, through tightly clenched teeth.

“But it’s so dirty…” she teased, pulling her face away from his throbbing prick.

“SUCK IT!!” Peter ordered again, his face twisted with unbridled lust.

“Well, I suppose I did get your cock all hard and excited so I suppose the least I can do, is finish what I started… So, OK, I’ll suck your cock.” She added.

With those words, Pam smiled and leaned forward, dropping her wet, soft, red lips down along the length of her adulterous lover’s quivering 10-inch rod. His cock throbbed in her mouth as she took more and more of him, deeper and deeper until his thick cockhead slipped beyond the back of her mouth and into her tight inviting throat. Her eyes never strayed from his and as her nose brushed against his belly her soft, velvety tongue snaked out and gently caressed his pendulous cum-swollen balls. Keeping his cock embedded in her throat she gently tickled his now desperately pulsing balls with the very tip of her tongue, her cheeks hollowing deeply every now and then as she sucked hard on his throbbing rod, sloshing wet saliva over and around his obscenely inflated knob.

Peter sighed as he watched the pretty blonde, kneeling on the floor at his feet, sucking wildly on his pulsating cock, thick slobber dripping from the corners of her cock-stuffed mouth. . “Aggggghhhhh…. oh fuck…..that feels amazing.” He moaned staring down at the black lingerie-clad vixen. His full full 10 inches was now embedded deep in her sexy mouth and throat.

“Nobody …has done …..that for me…… before …” he grunted approvingly between shallow pants..

“I know…” she moaned around his thick rod. “I’m a very good cocksucker… and I like to get lots of practice..”

She lowered her face again over his hot cock.

All of a sudden there was a rattling of the door and the doorknob turned.

“Pam, are you in there?” a male voice asked.

Peter looked in desperation down at Pam, her mouth stuffed full of his massive cock.

“Is that your husband?” he asked.

Pam nodded, her mouth still wrapped around his hot cock, her wet spit dangling from the bottom of his tightened ball-sac.

“What now?” he whispered, still in a delirious lust-induced haze.

She slowly slid his dripping cock from her throat and mouth and rubbing the spongy head against her cheeks whispered.

“Shissshhhh…be quiet. You don’t want him to hear you panting and moaning while I suck your cock some more, do you?”

“I’ll be out in a minute…” she answered, turning back towards the bobbing head of Peter’s waiting cock.

“Tell me to suck it again…” she whispered up at him.

“What about him?” he asked.

“Just tell me to suck your cock…” she repeated in a soft voice he could barely hear. “I’ll worry about him.”

“What are you doing?” the voice behind the door asked.

“Just changing into something more comfortable….” Pam stammered, looking up pleadingly at the astonished, but sex-crazed Peter.

As the oil dripping from his cock trickled down her chest Pam leaned closer to him and pushed up with her tits against the base of his cock directing it up flat along his belly.

“Fuck my tits…” she asked him in the same quiet voice.

Peter drew his cock down along her deep cleavage, the head rubbing against her soft white skin. Pam closed her eyes, pushed her tits together as Peter thrust his hips forward and up driving his rod up through the tight cocoon of her warm breasts.

Pam moaned low in her throat as his hot rod ploughed back and forth along her oil-soaked cleavage.

“Let me in Pam…we’ve got to go soon. I have a meeting in the morning” the voice at the door again.

“Go get our coats…. Let me finish up here and I’ll be right out.” She called back, her hands still pushing her tits together in a tight crevice of flesh around his massive pole.

“Are you OK?… You sound odd?” He asked.

“I’m fine.” she giggled after a moment’s hesitation brought about by the oil-slicked head of Peter’s ragingly excited cock bumping up hard against her pouting red lips.

She smiled up at him.

“Suck it.” He mouthed soundlessly at the pretty blonde, her unknowing husband separated from them by only a thin door, pressed against his thighs, dreamily tit-fucking his massive pole.

As only an expert cocksucker would, Pam opened her warm wet lips as the bright shining red head of Peter’s dick emerged from her tight tit-cocoon and slipped it into her eagerly waiting mouth. Quickly tightening her lip-lock around his pole just below the distended cap, she let the wet oversized head pop free as her tits once more took his hot prick into their warm grasp.

Peter`s knees were visibly shaking as the sexy blonde continued to pump his hard cock in short strokes up and down between her firm tits, both fists now wrapped tightly around the long thick shaft just below the head. His cockhead was now dripping with a combination of Pam`s spit and his own juice which was now oozing vigorously from the overly excited head of his engorged prick.

The doorknob rattled again. “Let’s go…” the voice called impatiently.

Pam slid Peter’s now throbbing prick from between her tits and taking his hot cock in her hand took the bulbous knob between her thumb and forefinger and scraped a sharp red nail hard and fast across the rim of his now obscenely swollen cockhead.

Leaning forward she caressed his raging cock with her lips, sliding them up and down the sides of his shaft as well as across the taut head. Red lipstick was smeared all over his pulsing dick.

Grunting, Peter grabbed a hold of Pam hair and forced her mouth down hard and fast over his cock. “I`m gonna cum.” He groaned, as quietly as he could manage.

Pulling her face off his rod, Pam looked up at Peter. “On my face!” she whispered.

Peter pulled his cock out of Pam`s warm mouth and taking the rock hard rod in his own fist held Pam`s pretty face right his front of his straining cockhead as he started to jack himself off with hard, fast short strokes.

With the pretty blonde housewife staring longingly up at him in her sexy black lingerie, her pretty face barely inches from his wildly quivering cock, her mouth gaping open and eagerly awaiting his cum, it did not take much for his cock to start quivering in his tight grip.

As his rod started to convulse, the pretty blonde pushed his hand off his cock and replaced it with her own talented fist.

“Cum for me.” She moaned as she pushed down hard on his root with her tight fist and forming a tight circle with her index finger and thumb of her other hand, began to rub back and forth over the rim of his red knob.

Moaning loudly, too loudly he would think later, his cock throbbed spasmodically and he felt the familiar surgimg deep in his balls as jet after jet of boiling hot cum squirted from his slit and across the hotwife’s pretty face and into her shining blonde hair.

Pam groaned with pleasure herself as Peter`s eager cock doused her in a bath of hot cum.

Pam giggled and the smiled up at Peter as she eagerly milked his still 10 inch long steel hard rod of every last drop of available cum.

“Pam, let’s go now…. What the fuck are you doing in there anyways…” The voice at the door called, louder this time.

Pam didn’t answer.

“Pam….” He called again.

The pretty married blonde smiled up at the man whose massive cock she had just sucked, got up from her place at his feet and grabbing a hold of his still oozing thick cock strutted across the room to the door, dragging him along behind her like her new pet puppy.

His lust-crazed eyes fixed on the thin string of black thong embedded deep in her perfectly swaying ass as she walked him and his cock towards the door.

“What the fuck…” Peter grunted suddenly aware of her free, cum-coated hand reaching out to unlock the door.

Swinging the door open, the lingerie clad blonde, jutting 36DD tits still held up firmly by the downturned lace bra, stepped back from the door and drawing her fist up the full length of the astonished Peter’s blood engorged cum-oozing rod, pointed it up towards her surprised husband and said…”I’ve been sucking on this man’s big thick cock!!! Now give me a minute to wash his gallon of hot sticky cum out of my hair and off my face and we can go home…..!!!”

Despite his shock at what his wife had just done, Steve felt an all too familiar thickening start to build deep in the root of his belly as he stared back at his gorgeous loving wife, a foreign massive cock tightly clenched in her slowly moving left hand, her gold wedding band dripping with rapidly drying semen…semen that was not his!!!

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At the time he hated himself for it, but now, 4 years later, Steve relished the fact that the erotic image of his pretty wife in her laciest black lingerie, white pearls around her thin neck, in sexy 4 inch heels, stroking the biggest , reddest cock he had ever seen turned him on like no other experience in his life. As he thought again of the sex-crazed look upon his pretty wife’s cum covered face when she held Peter’s massive still dripping cock up for him to see that night, he called out…

“Honey, do you still have that old black lacy lingerie I like, and could I talk you into wearing it for me tonight…”

Pam smiled down from the top of the stairs.

“What did you have in mind…..?”

“I was thinking maybe some sexy cocksucking?” he called back mischievously, his cock already starting to thicken at the sexy image of his sexy wife in her lingerie sucking on some stranger’s cock developing in his head.

“I don’t know…” she answered. “I’m such a good girl and I don’t know if I can do something so naughty.” She played along. “Anyone special?”

“There’s a new guy at work.” he called back, smiling….”He’s handsome and muscular and I’ll bet he’s got a huge cock….just like you like them.”

“How do you know he’s got a big one?” Pam responded.

“He’s black…..”

A moment’s silence filled the air.

“I’ll get my things….” She called back and turned for the bedroom, her cunt already starting to moisten at the thought of mercilessly teasing his black pole.

Down in the living room, Steve smiled and pulled his now fully erect prick from his pants and slowly ran his fist up the hard shaft.

It was going to be a great night!

I could not keep from smiling. I looked down the night misted road created by the hot summer sun cooled and fast moving cool front. A few times I had to shake my head trying not to believe what I had just done, it was just too unbelievable. Yet the proof was still running down my legs as I drove home as quickly as I could. The night breeze felt good against my skin and made my already sensitive nipples as hard as erasers, practically poking through my shirt. I realized then that the bra was left, discarded somewhere on the bathroom floor. My face turned flushed red and I could feel the heat burning my cheeks at the thought of being caught. I hoped he was smarter than I gave him credited for, but still my mind raced with excuses why my bra would be on her floor. Nothing I could think of sounded good and I just thanked God that I didn’t have to face her for a few days yet and hoped I could come up with some brilliant reason why by then, maybe I didn’t have to. I had to laugh out loud at my situation though.

The radio was blaring Kid Rock’s “Cowboy” and my heart was beating hard as I smacked my hand against my steering wheel, either from fear or satisfaction I couldn’t separate my emotions. My jean skirt wrinkled upwards as I pressed down on the accelerator, it was now high enough to allow the wind tantalized my senses. Only moments before these same thighs had one of the best sensations in the world of a lover’s lips caressing with kisses and licks. I ran my fingers from my knees backwards slowly feeling the traces of sticky wetness leftover from James, I let out a moan unconsciously. I continued to massage my thighs, rubbing his cum into my skin letting my fingers roam freely. I could feel my heartbeat pulse through my clit still swollen. His lips had formed tightly around it swirling his tongue and bringing me to a frenzied orgasm and I could hardly even brush against it without shivering now.

I had always been the good friend, the nice one, the virginal one, the one that went to church every Sunday and volunteered in the community, the one that everyone confided in, all that turned around in a single hour. My parents had raised me in a conservative but loving family where sex was something that was done in the dark after 10:00 pm when everyone else was asleep and done very quietly. But I had to admit I wasn’t quite, a few times I had lost completely control of myself and was screaming in ecstasy, yelling his name and begging him to go faster and digging my heels into him to make him go even deeper. It wasn’t that I was a virgin, but I always thought sex should be like the love scenes shown on the Lifetime channel, all fuzzy and sweet without sweat. I was taken aback when I screamed for him to fuck me faster, I couldn’t believe I was saying that until I heard my own voice. I was being a complete slut and I loved it!

As I brushed my hair back I could smell the sex on me, instead of being embarrassed about it as I usually would I reveled in it and I even licked the taste of his cum off my finger tips. I couldn’t believe how turned on I still was after all that I had done. Who would have guessed when I woke up this morning that I would be in this situation. I woke up this morning like any other Saturday, a nice long shower and running out to a local coffee shop to get a muffin and latte. I read my paper on the balcony waiting for the world to pass by my apartment before I started the day. I took an extra hour sunny myself pulling up my t-shirt up over my tummy and closed my eyes enjoying the warm summer sun. I was taken out of my daze by the phone ringing. My friend Amy had just bought a new house and was wondering if I’d come over to help put up new handles and fixtures in her outdated bathroom. Of course I said I would especially since I was the one to point them out in the first place. We had agreed with all the things both of us had planned that day that we’d meet around 7pm or so.

I hung up the phone and went about my day. I had put on my favorite jean skirt and a red button down shirt and sandals. Nothing special really. Being that it was a hot day I decided to wear my hair in a pony tail and my strawberry lip gloss. When I finally made it to Amy’s house I was a little late and she had already started without me. I could tell she was a bit upset but I knew as soon as we got it finished she’d be fine.

“I was wondering when you’d show up.” She said screwing in a chrome handle.

“Sorry I got busy running around and found myself way out on Kennedy Rd. But I brought my screwdrivers!” I said as I pulled two out of my purse. I was excited that I knew the difference between a Philips and a flat head.

“Well, because I didn’t know when you were coming I called James to come over to help. He’s going to be here like any minute now.”

“I said I’m sorry. Sheesh. You knew I would get here.” I shook my head and started rummage through her new collections of chrome plated fixtures. I wanted to kick myself for being late, actually for being late all the time.

Now Amy’s friend James was a bit more than a friend. Amy had been working on him for a few months now and from what she had told me slept with him a few times last month. I hadn’t met him yet but everyone who has told me he was damn fine, but then my preferences had always been somewhat different from my friends. I always liked the guys who had the polo shirts, crisp khakis and with short clean cut hair. I knew James worked in construction so I wasn’t so impressed. Boy was I ever wrong.

I thought my jaw had dropped to the floor when he came up to the door. He had dusty blond hair past his chin with I believe hazel eyes and well defined chest I could see even through his shirt. He smiled and I was ashes. I muttered a few words about Amy in the bathroom and I followed closely behind him. When Amy looked up I did the “okay” sign with my fingers. About an hour passed with me stealing glimpses as he drilled through the wall hanging the brackets to the towel rack, every once in awhile I swear he was looking back which only made me squirm.

I didn’t realize that I hadn’t gotten anything done and the screws that I did manage to get in weren’t holding up the handles. The screws that came with the handles were too small in diameter and fell through the wide holes created by the old fastener so when I grabbed the drawer by the handle it fell completely out. I looked over to Amy who had noticed my predicament and motioned to James to help. He walked over and brushed up against me as he studied the handle.

“You need some washers. And I’m thinking that you need some putty for the wall and more of these types of brackets.” He said holding up something in his hand. “I can finish up this side of the wall and she can finish those set of mall mounts there but in order to get the rest of this done, I’ll need to get the stuff. We can finish up tomorrow since it’s getting late.” He said to Amy.

“Oh I see.” Amy hesitated. “Couldn’t you get the things tonight?”

“It’s a long drive back and it is getting pretty late. If there was a Wal-Mart or something like that around here you can pick up the stuff and I’d be able to finish up most of the things and get it all done in about an hour.”

“Be right back.” Amy grabbed my arm and led me to hallway. “Listen I need you to run to the store and get those things. I can’t let him go home.”

“Ummm it’s not going to be a good idea. I’m not sure where it is or what I’m suppose to get.” I said truthfully.

“Uhh Naomi, come on. I don’t want him to go home!”

“Then you go. I’ll finish up the wall stuff on my side so when you get back here, there wouldn’t be a reason for me to stay. So you two can be alone.”

“Good idea. Whatever you do, don’t let him to go home.”

“Got it.

When Amy rushed out of the house with her list in hand I was actually relieved, then I didn’t know why but I was soon to find out. James and I made small talk about how we both knew Amy and things like that finishing up the few things that we could do. I sat on her vanity and watched him work as he talk about his work and such, but I don’t know if I even caught half the things he was saying. I couldn’t help but to stare at his body and the way his hands moved about.

“Could you come over here and hold onto this for a second?” he asked.

I was there in a flash. While holding up the bar as he measured the holes I don’t know why but I brushed back the hairs that kept falling over his eyes. He looked at me with his questioning eyes and all that I could do was smile. I realized then that my hand was still on his face feeling the stubble of his 5 o’clock shadow. He turned his head and kissed my palm. I felt the sensation rush from my finger tips to the very core of me. I sighed I think and he grabbed my face pulling me to a kiss. His mouth smashed against mine pressing my lips apart. I was completely absorbed in the kiss dropping the bar with a loud clang on the floor wrapping my hands around his neck.

He lifted me by my waist as I wrapped my legs around his hips. He laid me onto the edge of the sink. His mouth ravaged me, sucking on skin gabbing and pulling at my cloths. Wildly I pulled his shirt over his head exposing his muscular chest that felt so good against me. His hands quickly and frantically worked on my buttons until out of sheer frustration upon my behalf I just pulled it off myself. He pushed my body back slightly and looked over my chest as I unhooked my bra and threw it somewhere over his shoulder. He pressed his thumbs into my nipples then rubbed them in a circular motion before squeezing them roughly in his hands. His mouth returned to mine eagerly as he pressed his hips between my legs, I felt as though he was trying to absorb all of me into his body the way he held me so tightly. I loved the way his chest hairs tickle my erect nipples. When his pulled away from the kiss I tried to pull him back to me only to realize how much more I loved the feeling of his lips running down my neck passed my collarbone. He held one of my nipples in his mouth nipping at them. Working on my left breast he twirled his tongue in circles and I let out an uncontrollable moan and squeezed my thighs together. His mouth worked from one to the other. I leaned back onto my hands as he worked downwards kissing my stomach lingering on my navel, his strong rough hands running down my sides.

I pushed out my hips as his fingers hooked onto the waist band of my panties and slid them down my legs. He kissed the inner parts of my knees kissing his way up my thighs. He pushed up my skirt so that it was scrunched up around my waist. He was taking small bites that made me take quick breaths at each nips. He sucked on the soft skin just before my pussy so hard that there was a little pain. He gave quick but thick lick between my slit and I sucked in a fast breath. It was a wonderful torture. I opened my eyes as he continued to tease and lick to see myself reflected in the vanity mirror across from me giving me a full view of the entire act. I could see how I looked with my legs splayed apart with his head between my legs, my perky tits heaving with my nipples sticking out. I loved it. I loved how my tits looked right then, round and supple. When his tongue found my clit I started moaning so loudly. I couldn’t help it but to lean to one hand and squeeze my tit with the free one. It was incredible his wet tongue flicking away, switching from licking and sucking sending me to the brink.

“Yes! YES, suck on my clit baby. Make me cum! Yes!!” I couldn’t believe the words that were escaping my lips.

He heeded my words taking me ravenously. I could feel the building, the over all warmth starting to spread through my body. The small tremors that start in the pit of my stomach but spread out in waves to the rest of my being until I clench my teeth, my legs muscles tighten, my head tossed back and the fireworks go off and electricity flash through me as I scream. I couldn’t believe my orgasm, I let go of trying to be quiet, to be sweet but just let my orgasm take over my body. I didn’t care how I looked I just wanted to enjoy every moment of this sensation. As I started to recover, still trembling I could feel his tongue lapping up my juices sucking on my lips getting every drop of my cum. I was so hot that I knew I needed to suck on his cock right then.

I pushed him away from me to his surprise and pulled him up to kiss him. I could taste the salty sweetness of my own cum on his lips, I licked his lips and mouth sucking on his tongue. I could feel his bulge pushing against my thigh through his jeans. I ran my hand over it feeling the heat permeating through the material. I slid my hand into the waistband searching for his cock. The silky smoothness of the head was too much. I don’t know how I managed but in a single motion I had him in the position I was in and was starting to work to get his pants off. I ripped off his boxers and planted my mouth on his cock. Normally I would have taken my time and teased him but not now I desperately needed to suck his cock entirely. I took his shaft into my hands working his head into my mouth squeezing with just my lips and sucking deeply. I swirled and flicked my tongue all over, running my fingernails over his balls and giving them a light squeeze and massage. I started in an even rhythm getting as much of his huge cock into my throat as I could. It was difficult to get it all in my mouth, in fact I couldn’t breathe at all but my need to have him over powered me. His hand was in my hair running his fingers through as my head bobbed up and down his cock. I was moaning and humming when I got my first taste of his pre-cum. I worked harder now, knowing how good he tasted. All of a sudden the phone on the counter rang.

I looked up into his eyes with a mouth full of cock wondering what we should do. In a split second he picked up the phone and started to say something. I had half a mind to stop and let him talk but I wanted to taste his cum so badly. I licked his shaft and gave his balls a good tongue bath then continued to work the head of his cock between my lips again.

“Yes, those are the kind that you need to get. Uh… yeah…yeah..you can get that …uuh too. Ummm….just get anything. …okay …okay..see you in 15 minutes…” he hung up the phone.

I looked up into his eyes and licked my lips. I went to continue when he stopped me to my dismay.

“No baby I want to cum in your sweet pussy.”

He lifted me as if I weighed but a feather pressing against me with his cock. I spread my legs apart easily as his hands cupped my ass lifting me onto his pre-cum covered head. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he lowered me onto his cock. He eased in, an inch at a time. I could feel the resistance of my pussy walls trying to accommodate his size as quickly as they could. Once I was down to the hilt I squeeze my pussy muscles tightly so that he could feel them wrapping around him. It was not a moment when he started to pump into my dripping pussy with his cock, trusting his hips into me. I was being impaled by his cock and loved every minute of it. I could hear wet sucking sound coming from my pussy as well as my screams of pleasure. It didn’t take long for me, I was so turned on that I came to my second orgasm immediately. I held onto as my body and spasmed in his arms.

“Fuck me James, fuck my pussy. Yes fuck me harder!” I scream.

He placed me onto the counter so I could lean back onto the wall so that he could have leverage over me. He placed his hands on my hips and fucked my pussy like no one else ever had. I tried to meet his trust, lifting my hips getting him deeper into me. I was shaking and trembling screaming unknown words as the first shot of cum blasted inside of me. He collapsed on top of me as streams of cum filled me. When he recovered he kissed my lips sucking on them. I was in pure ecstasy. That’s when I heard the squeaking of brakes. My heart stopped. His eyes were wide opened and I pushed him off of me. I grabbed my shirt and panties putting them on as quickly as I could, grabbing my purse on the way out the door.

Unfortunately as I was running to my car Amy was walking up the driveway. I tried to calm myself down as much as I could as we got closer.

“Hey thanks Naomi! I got some extra things to make it a much more interesting night.” She said pointing to the bag and walking pass me and smiling.

I continued towards my car. “Have fun!” I said before racing off.

And now I’m racing home to close my eyes and try to figure out what I’m going to do next. My cell phone rang waking me out of my flashbacks. The light on it made it almost impossible to ignore. I grabbed it quickly and answered, “ Hello.”

“Hey it’s me Amy. James just left! He didn’t finish it but just left. What happened?” she asked.

“wh… What do you mean?” I stammered.

“What happened while I was gone? He left here all flushed. I think he’s upset with me.”

“I..I..I don’t know…he was fine.”

“Hey by the way….did you forget something here?”

My heart jumped into my throat.

“I can explain that.”

“That’s okay I’ll just bring them to work on Monday.”

“Them?”

“Yeah your screwdrivers. I found them when I was picking up the bathroom. I put everything back in the boxes and straightened up when I found them. James left everything here, his entire toolbox.”

“Not everything.” I whispered. “Well I’ll talk to you later I’m really tired.” I said hanging up.

I could not get the ear to ear smile off my face as I fell asleep that night.

My phone rings. It is my friend Becca. We catch up on what’s been happening in our lives as I am going through my mail. “Oh great!” I say as I sigh in disgust.

“What’s the matter?” she asks.

“I have to go to another wedding! This time it’s my cousin in California! It’s in 3 weeks.”

“Poor baby!” (laughing)

“Don’t laugh, I have been to 3 of these things already in the last year and a half!”

“Well, it’s Cali, how tough can it be to go hang out with all of those hot surfer guys?”

“Yeah, your right… but I don’t know if I can take the time off work. We’re pretty busy!”

“I’m your Boss silly! Go, have a good time and I’ll cover everything.”

“Well, okay, if you’re sure. I know my Mom and my Aunt will be happy!”

Three weeks fly by and before I know it, I’m packed and on the plane to California. I stow my luggage and look at the guy in the seat next to me. I decide that this won’t be that bad after all. He is gorgeous! He has blond hair, green eyes with flakes of gold around the edges. He is very tan! He had on a t-shirt that accentuated his muscles. He had on relaxed faded jeans and was flipping through the latest issue of Maxim magazine. I sat down and said, “Hi.” He replied “Hey” and smiled. After I get settled, he asks, “Business or pleasure?”

I look at him quizzically.

“California… Business trip or pleasure?”

“Oh, I’m going to a wedding. My cousin is getting married.”

Smiling sheepishly, he says, “family weddings, that’s always a good time!” laughing

“I know, aren’t they?” I say sarcastically with a laugh. “What about you? With that tan, I’m guessing California is home?”

“Yeah, I live in L.A. I was just out here on business.”

Soon, after take off, the stewardess comes around with drinks and He orders a beer and I order a glass of wine. He clinks his beer against my glass and says, “Cheers, to our journey across the US.” I laugh and drink to our little toast. He says his name is Rob and I tell him that my name is Lynn. We settle back against the seats and We make small talk, filling each other in on jobs, family etc. Soon we are having a great time comparing same intrests in movies and tv and music. We are both really relaxed with each other and find it easy to talk to each other and laugh together. After a 6 hour flight, we are well acquainted. As we are departing the plane, I take out my cell phone so I can find out if my ride is coming. He suddenly grabs my phone out of my hand and starts entering a number into it. I ask what he’s doing and he says, “Tomorrow, when you are at this wedding, and you get so bored that you want to throw yourself out the window, call me and I will rescue you.”

I smile at him as we leave the luggage area. He tells me not to forget about him tomorrow in the midst of all the fun I’m having. I laugh at him and we part ways. I check into my hotel and then meet up with my family for the wedding rehearsal and the dinner afterwords. I get my assignments and then I make my excuses of being jet lagged and go back to the hotel. Once there, I am restless. I can’t stop thinking about Rob and how easy he was to talk to. I wonder what he is doing tonight and look at the clock. It’s only 9:30, shouldn’t be too late to call. I dial the number he entered into my phone and wait with held breath as I hear his answer tone. I laugh when it is AC/DC singing “you shook me all night long!” Rob answers on the third verse and I say, “Hey, it’s Lynn.” He laughs and says, “you couldn’t make it 24 hrs could you?”

“No, I had to get out of there. What are you doing tonight?”

“A buddy of mine is throwing a party and I thought I’d go and check it out. Do you want to come with me?”

“Yeah, I would. I’ll need to get a taxi, where is it?”

“I’ll come get you, your hotel is on the way.”

I freshen up and soon my phone rings. It’s Rob and he is down in the lobby waiting for me. I take the elevator down and when the doors open, There he is. He is smiling an easy smile when he sees me. I notice how nice his smile is. We walk out to curb where his car awaits. It is a small red sporty convertible. He opens my door for me as I get in. The radio is set to a rock station and as we roll through the streets of downtown L.A. we talk about the music and the conversation turns to the people who will be at the party. Rob tells me that it is a party being thrown by one of his good friends that he works with. He hangs out with a group of guys, but his best friend is his room mate Todd. Todd won’t be at the party. He has to go to a dinner with his girlfriend’s parents.

Soon, we pull up to Rob’s friend Mike’s house where the party is. There are several cars parked along the street and it looks like every light in the house is on. The front door is open and music is blaring. I see and half naked girl run past the window being chased by an equally undressed man who is holding a champagne bottle.

“This should be interesting.” I say as I get out of the car.

Rob comes around to my side of the car and holds out his hand to me, palm up. “Shall we?” he asks.

I take his hand and we go into the house. There are people in the living room on the couch. There are people standing around the fireplace, talking. There are several people in the kitchen getting beer and grabbing some food that has been set up on the center Island. Out back there are even more people standing around talking and some girls sitting on the lawn chairs drinking wine. The couple we saw earlier running through house were now out back. She was teasing him by taking off her bra and swinging it over her head while she ran, covering her chest with her arm. We make the rounds and Rob introduces me to the Host, his friend Mike. I like him right away. He seems like an easy going guy just like Rob and I can see why they hang out together.

Rob and I get our beers and find a place to sit in the living room. We chat and mingle with other people there. I look at Rob and he is staring at me. I’m wondering what he is seeing as he leans in and kisses me softly on the lips. I lick my lips and lean forward for more. He pulls me towards him as the kisses get deeper and are lit with passion.

He asks me if I feel comfortable coming back to his house. I feel like I have really gotten to know him over the course of the day and I nod “yes.” When he stands and pulls me by the hand towards the door, I ask him if he is going to say goodbye to Mike. He only shakes his head and mumbles something about calling him tomorrow.

When we get back to Rob’s house, we enter the little house and make our way into the kitchen. Rob asks me if I want anything to drink. I tell him that a beer is fine. He hands me the bottle and gets one for himself. We settle into the couch and soon we are kissing again. I gently take his tongue in my mouth and suck on the tip of it like a little penis. This sends him really close the edge, and he tells me he wants me. I am so aroused, that I only say, “take me” and lunge back to his mouth. I am being picked up and carried to one of the bedrooms as I am kissing him. I am carried over to his bed and laid down gently. As he steps away from the side of the bed, he pulls his shirt off over his head. I am amazed at how rock hard his abs are! As he steps out of his jeans, I am faced with a beautiful hardened cock aimed right at me. I reach out and take hold of him and tug him towards me. I sit up on my knees on the bed and secure my mouth onto the head of his penis. I lick the slit and taste his precum and know how excited he is! I take the shaft of his penis and run my lips along the sides of it, wetting it with my tongue. I grasp his ball sack in my hand and gently pull downward as I continue licking and sucking his fully engorged cock. I reach back with my hand and start pleasuring myself with my hand. I am so aroused all I want is to filled with this magnificent cock! I move back on the bed and he climbs up onto the bed, lying on his back. I straddle him and ease myself down over his rod that is sticking straight up and looking ready to explode. I reach the bottom of his shaft and just sit still for a moment. I squeeze my muscles tight in my pussy as I raise up. Each time I lower myself, I relax my muscles, then tighten as I raise up. This drives Rob crazy! He grabs my hips and moves me at his pace. I reach up and grasp my breasts and rub and squeeze my nipples as I throw my head back in ecstasy.

I hear a noise behind me. I stop suddenly and look at Rob. “What was that?” I ask nervously. “I thought we were alone.

“I did too.” Rob says.

His closet door opens slightly and for a horrified moment, I see someones face looking at me. My mind cannot comprehend what is happening. I am frozen. Rob tells me that it is his friend Todd. I cover my breasts. searching Rob’s face. He looks at me and says, “I don’t know what he’s doing in my closet, really!” I turn to look at Todd. He steps out of the closet. He has dark hair and dark eyes. He has on a t-shirt and his jeans are undone at the fly. He is holding his cock in his hand and stroking it. “What are you doing here?” Rob asks him. When Todd answers him, I can hear a faint accent. It sounds like it could be maybe French, Definitely European. “Wendy got sick, so we didn’t go to her parents after all.” Rob asks, “My closet dude?” Todd replies, “I was looking for my jacket you borrowed last week. When I heard you coming in here, I ducked into the closet.” He was still stroking himself when said this. I look down at his manhood and my eyes get huge in excitement! I am gazing at another beautiful cock! I have two gorgeous men with me. I smile at him and he takes it as an invitation to stay.

He kicks off his jeans and sits on the bed next to us. I get over my shyness and relax. I resume my up and down motion on Rob and reach out and start stroking Todd at the same time. I get off of Rob and get on my hands and knees in front of Todd’s fully erect penis. I take it into my mouth and begin licking and sucking him. I feel Rob come up behind me and ease his shaft easily back into my cunt. I realize that I am fulfilling one of my long time fantasies about pleasuring and being pleasured by two men at the same time. This fuels my passion as I use my mouth more vigorously and move my hips faster and squeeze my pussy muscles more. After a while, I am bucking with orgasm and this makes my mouth and my pussy tighten on both penises. I can feel both men jerk like they are about to cum. I disengage from both and sit in the middle of them on the bed.. I take hold of both cocks and stroke them with each of my hands. Soon I feel the hot spray of  jism hitting my breasts as they come in unison. I continue to stroke them, trying to catch some in my mouth. I begin with Rob, I take his still trembling cock in my mouth and gently suck and lick until I have every drop of cum drained from him. I then turn my head and treat Todd to the same cleaning.

I take myself to the bathroom to get cleaned up and when I come back into the room, the guys are lying back on the pillows looking very relaxed. I crawl up in between them and we start kissing, one after the other. Todd is stroking my breasts and Rob is making small circles with his fingertips on my stomach and hips. I lie back against the pillows. Soon, I have Todd to my right and Rob to my left. They each start licking my neck in small circles. I fell them making their path south and now I am feeling two mouths on my breasts sucking and nibbling my fully erect nipples. I feel both sets of lips being dragged over my rib cage and then my stomach. I know where this is headed, and I am squirming from the waist down. I can’t wait for someone to reach my throbbing pussy. Rob reaches my mound first. He gently licks my swollen lips. I feel his warm breath over the top of my labia. I feel a finger being inserted in my slit. I feel someones tongue on my very exposed clit. I am not sure whose mouth it belongs to , I am lost in Nirvana as I feel a tongue darting in and out on my clit. I feel another tongue gliding in and across my dripping wet cunt. I feel two tongues on my clit fighting for the prime spot. It is the single most erotic thing I have ever felt. My legs are being spread apart further and Rob is rubbing his finger along the outside of my anus. I squirm at the feeling. I am excited and nervous. Todd keeps working on my clit and Rob lubricated his finger with my wetness. I feel him insert his finger in my ass. I feel a little pain as he is pushing in further. Once I get used to the feeling, he inserts another finger and thrusts them in and out. I am really enjoying it! When he feels I am ready, Rob tells Todd to lie back on the bed. He then tells me to get on top of him. I do as I am told. I begin riding his pole and Rob gets into position behind me. I lean forward and help him by reaching back and holding my cheeks apart. I soon feel the head of his cock on my back door. He rubs it around and then begins feeding it into me slowly. When he is fully inserted, I just sit there for a moment and adjust to having both holes filled with such huge cocks.

I begin to move up and down now, It feels so good! Rob begins moving his cock in and out of me and Todd moves his hips up and down. I can feel the two cocks rubbing against each other through the thin skin that separates my vagina and rectum. I am writhing against both men. Todd reaches out with his thumb and rubs my clit. With every sensitive area of my lower body being stimulated at once, I have the most intense orgasm I have ever felt! I am bucking with wave after wave of pleasure. As I cry out that I am coming, Rob says, “So am I!” Todd can only whimper, his face scrunched tight with being on the verge. I can feel hot streams of cum filling me up in both holes. We all three are covered in sweat and out of breath. After our bodies have calmed down, Rob slowly pulls out of me and lies on the bed. I roll off of Todd and lie on my back between them. We three are completely spent.

I wake up the next morning cuddled up to Rob. Todd is not in the room. I look at the clock and groan. I have to get to the church for pictures and my dress is back at my hotel. I wake Rob and ask him if he will take me to get my things. He gets up and we get dressed and he drives me back to the Hotel. As we pull up, he kisses me deeply. He tells me that If he knew they had grown girls like me in the mid west, he would have traveled there sooner! I ask him if he wants to come to the wedding reception. He smiles sheepishly again and I melt at his smile. He says, “Darlin, you couldn’t drag me to that thing, but when you can’t stand it another minute, you have my number.” I stand there watching him drive away thinking about what had happened the night before. I smile as I enter the Hotel to get ready for the dreadful day ahead.

I had come home on leave from the Navy in October of ’89. It had been a full two years since I had been home to Missouri. I had just returned from a six month deployment to the Mediterranean and had a lot of pent up energy and sexual tension that any 22 year old would normally have…….I had a loaded cock that was way passed due to be shot!

I had gone down to the bar in the neighboring town. I entered in the weekly Euchre tournament, and who would you suppose I drew as my partner? At first I didn’t recognize her, it had been 4 or 5 years since the last time I had seen Sherry. After talking for a few minutes, I realized who she was and that I hadn’t known she wore glasses.

I had had the hots for this gal since I was a teenager and had first seen her when she was dating my cousin, I was always so jealous because I thought she was so fine. I am sure that there was probable some jacking off sessions dedicated to her, back in them days! Her usual outfit that I had normally always seen her was tight jeans that really showed off her nicely well rounded ass and tight t-shirts that really showed off her large c cup tits. I really loved it when she was cold, because her large pointed nipples were always a pleasure to SEE!

We started playing our first game and it was soon discovered that we weren’t going to make it to the next round, we sucked! I had bought her a couple of drinks after our defeat and we talked a lot. Her marriage was on the rocks and she was separated and had the divorce ball rolling. I walked her to her car, and asked her out.

If you recall the in the paragraph above I had had the hots for this girl for a long time, were talking about 7 years. I tried my best to get her to go out with me, and she was really hesitant, because she was recently separated and knew that her ex would get wind of it and stir up more shit. I finally talked her into giving it a try, and we decided on the next day, Friday night.

I showed up at her place for dinner, a burnt beef roast that had suffocated in her crock pot for about ten hours while she was at work. I laughed about it, and told her not to worry about it, and then I took her into my arms and said, "I’ve wanted to do this for a long time" and I gave her a deep long French kiss. I guess it may have been a little bold, but you’ll have to remember, that I had been at sea for six months and if the wind blew, I got a hard on!

We went to my little hometown and went to the local bar. We talked and drank with our friends, and it just felt so natural having her beside me all night. As much as I could, I would hold her hand or rub her leg, it didn’t matter, just as long as I was touching her.

I took her home, and we went inside her place and turned the TV on. We sat down on the couch, and soon we were making out. We wound up lying down and continued with some hot and heavy kissing.

I had never been harder or hornier as I was that night in the couch. I trailed kisses up and down her neck for hours. I had spread her legs with my thigh and placed it up against that hot little pussy encased in her tight jeans. As I would be kissing her very sensitive neck, she would be riding my thigh. Each time I would try to advance things, like cupping her nice tits or squeezing her nice ass she would religiously grab my hand and return it to a safe place.

This hot make out session went on for hours. I would occasionally giggle at her, she would ride my thigh as I pushed it tightly against her pussy and then she would say Mickey, we can’t, we need to stop. Soon after those words rolled off her lips, I would start kissing her again and she would start riding my thigh again. This was definitely hard on me and I am sure she would say the same.

It was now 5am, and she had continued all night long to stop me from stroking her luscious tits and that wonderful ass. Each time I thought I was getting to her, she would break away from the kiss and tell me that we needed to stop and that she couldn’t, shouldn’t do this.

I finally gave in as she said that she had to get to bed. I asked that since it was so late, would she mind if I spent the night, and she said that it was o.k. I guess she thought I would be sleeping on the couch, were I had been locked in her embrace for the last five hours.

I watched her go into the bathroom and I walked into her bedroom. I was undressing as she walked in from the bathroom. She was in a t shirt and panties and I was down to my underwear. She later told me that when she came into the bedroom and saw me undressing, she thought," this is going to be interesting!" Dear reader, please remember I had been at sea for six months and that I had wanted this women for at least 7 years!

We climbed into bed and the games began. It was a carbon copy of the couch, only this time we only had cotton separating us, her t shirt and panties and my briefs. As I slide my leg between hers I finally felt just how hot and wet that little pussy was! She immediately started riding my thigh again while I kissed up and down her neck. She kept moaning and saying we got to stop, I can’t do this.

It seemed as if time stood still, I was so horny, and I could have cut glass with my dick. It was maddening to have her ride my thigh, feel her heat, feel her wetness, hear her moaning, and then have her move my hand away when I would try to reach for her panties to get my fingers into her heat. I have never before or since that night ever, ever been that hot and horny.

As she was riding my thigh and moaning, I finally found that she was out of control enough that she hadn’t noticed my hand cupping and squeezing her tit. I continued playing with her plumb tit and started pinching and pulling on her nipple. I heard her again say, Mickey we have got to stop, I can’t do this, but she didn’t move my hand away from her nipple.

I changed to the other side of her neck and that put my chest half way covering her and it also added more pressure to her pussy while she was riding my thigh. I could also now feel a wet spot where her wetness has run down my thigh and soaked into the sheets. This girl was hotter than a firecracker and still holding out……..barely!

I couldn’t take it any longer, we had now been making out for almost 7 straight hours and we were both to the point where something had to give, actually I had been to that point for a long time, she was almost there, she was straddling the fence literally, it was actually my thigh.

I tried again to move my hand into her panties to find that hot massively wet pussy that I so terrible needed. Again her hand caught me wrist and I heard her say, Mickey, please we got to stop, you’re making me crazy and I can’t do this!

I thrust my thigh harder at her as she moaned and spoke those words again. Almost as soon as she finished the last word she started orgasming. It was as though a flood gate had opened, as she moaned as she spread her legs wider and ground herself hard into my drenched thigh. I rolled her onto her back in the middle of her orgasm, and her legs spread open inviting me in, even though I don’t think she was in any condition to coherently realize what she had just allowed!

I started grinding into her hard, I would normally call it dry humping, but with the wetness that was soaked through her panties, it was anything but dry! It had a great effect on her as my cotton covered cock gave direct contact to her swollen clit and rolled her directly into her second orgasm. I was going crazy, her I had the woman that I had dreamt of and jacked off to, riding my cock and moaning in my ear as she came. As she came down from her second orgasm and was still breathing heavy, she was surprised to find me between her thighs grinding into her and she almost sobbed and said Mickey, this has gone far enough, we have to stop.

I thought to myself, that’s easy for you to say, you just got off TWICE! I started necking on her again and French kissing her as she started grinding herself into my cock while she whimpered. I slid my hands down under her and cupped each cheek of her ass and continued grinding into her. She and I were both soaked from the combination of her juices and my precum.

I leaned to one side and reached between us and fished my cock out of my underwear, she realized what I was doing and she reached down and cupped her hand over her mound to protect her hot little pussy from my cock, FUCK, this girl was killing me! I forced my cock down, now his head was against the sheets and the base was up against the back of her hand and I started grinding into her hand. As I started kissing and necking on her again she slowly and cautiously pulled her hand out of the way and allowed my cock to start grinding into her again.

I again heard her tell me that we had to stop, as she couldn’t fuck me, she had to stop, we had to stop! As she speaks she is mewing in my ear as I grind into her and she is pushing back. I leaned over to one side and pulled up her t shirt and exposed her very erect nipple connected to her hot tit and pinched and pulled at it. She started necking on me and started moaning louder as I increased the pressure on her nipple.

I raised up and grabbed her t shirt and pulled her free of it and started kissing her again as I started pulling at both of her hard super sensitive nipples that were as big as erasers and about a ¼ inch long,(spectacular). I moved down her body a little and started sucking and nibbling on each off her lovely nipples. I felt her hand go down and start rubbing at her clit, I thought she needed help so I reached up and snacked a finger into the leg of her underwear and slid a finger directly into the hot wet and extremely tight pussy of hers.

She reached down and held my hand and stopped my movement, I continued sucking and tugging at her nipples. I felt her hand move back up to her swollen clit and started making those familiar little circles that all girls make, and I started moving my fingers in and out of her again. I knew she wouldn’t be able to take this for very long, her working on her clit and my fingers sliding in and out of her honey pot.

I slowly moved back up her torso trailing kisses all the way, as she continued to rub her clit and I continued to slip my finger in and out of her. As my cock neared her center she was getting very close to another orgasm. I stretched the leg of her panties more with my free fingers and eased my hard dick into the palm of my hand. It became wet very quickly; everything in that area was already soaked, now including me!

It was almost the same instant, she started orgasming just as I had advanced forward and touched her wet lips with my the head of my dick. As she rolled through her orgasm, I removed my finger and was sliding the head of my dick back and forth through her wet lips. I waited until her orgasm was just starting to wind down and then I slammed my cock all the way into her. I bottomed out and started immediately grinding into her and she rolled right back into another orgasm, only this was a deeper orgasm and she moaned loudly.

I started pumping myself in and out of her as she growned herself into me to maximize my thrusts and the pressure against her clit. By this time I had been hard as a rock for almost 9 hours, I won’t lie, I lasted about fifteen strokes, I think I got light headed as I held myself deep inside her and unloaded, six long months worth of pint up tension!!!!

It felt like I was on another planet, as I finally became coherent again and realized that I was still grinding into her and found that she had wrapped her legs around me and was grinding back at me. All I could do was smile at her, until she grabbed my nipples and started kissing me. I was still hard as a rock and as I started stroking in and out of her again I felt like my dick was on fire.

I was still horny as hell, but the pain was intense, I leaned back and pulled out of the place I had wanted to be for the last 7 or 8 years and felt of my dick. I realized I had extremely rubbed it raw from all the dry humping and especially on the side from when it was rubbing against the leg of her panties as I tore into her hot little pussy. I grabbed her panties and slipped them down her ankles and then I proceeded to slip back into her and we had slower more gently session of lovemaking, I did come again, and this is no small feat for me, it was only the second time in my life that I had had two orgasms on the same hard on!

As we finished I told her how long that I had been infatuated with her and that I was always so jealous when I saw her with my cousin. We talked for just a bit longer and then we both fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.

I was the first one awake and I had only been asleep for about three hours. I started kissing her again and as she woke up completely she started kissing me back as I started entering her again. This was a long slow love making session that ended with us exploding together!

I dressed to leave not long after our last episode, and I literally was on cloud nine. We continued to see each other after that, until I left to go back to the Navy. We logged some serious phone time, a $300.00 a month phone bill was not uncommon. I asked her to marry me and we have been together ever since!

 

Just then the train whistle blows and the spell is broken. People begin to move toward the train and we are jostled apart. Looking quickly around me I find my bag and board the train. I move as in a daze to my seat and sit down. My hand still tingles where you touched it. The image of your smile, with those luscious, full lips, is seared into my brain. I look out the window as the train pulls away from the station and try to think of something else – my home, my family, where I am going. But it is of no use. I can only think of you. I raise the hand that you touched to my face and feel the tingle there. I see your legs again, your full breasts, and I drift into a daydream of what it would be like to hold you in my arms and kiss those sweet lips. As I fantasize about you, I become aware that the evidence of my thoughts is becoming more obvious. I shift nervously in my seat, suddenly thinking that everyone must see and know. I place my bag in my lap to try and hide my arousal.

As I look out the window again, I realize that night has fallen. Most of the passengers around me are asleep. In the reflection of the glass, I see you move by. At first I think it is merely my dream, but I turn my head and see that it really is you. You do not look at me as you walk by and I allow myself to watch you. I can see the soft curves of your body moving under your dress. The sway of your hips seem to invite me to follow and I know that I must. As you open the door to go into the next car, I rise from my seat and make my way down the aisle, still holding my bag in front of me, hoping everyone is asleep and that no one will notice.

I go into the next car, which is the dining car. I glance down the length of it. There are very few people there. My eyes search and find you. You are sitting alone at a table with your back to me. With my heart beating in my chest, I slowly walk towards you. When I am slightly behind you, I stop, afraid to go on, afraid not to. I stand there for a moment looking down at you. I do not understand why you do not turn, surely you can hear the sound of my beating heart. As I look down at you, I realize that I can see down the front of your dress. I am barely breathing, as I watch your breasts rise and fall with your breathing. My eyes linger on your smooth creamy skin. Being so close to you has drawn me into the spell again. The rest of the world has ceased to exist.

Finally sensing my presence, you turn slightly to look at me. Again my face reddens at having been caught staring. You catch my eyes and know where I have been looking. You smile. There is kindness in your eyes and just a hint of something else. The blood is pounding in my head. A part of me wants to turn and flee, but my feet will not move. I am frozen in place, helpless in your spell. Without saying a word, you gesture for me to sit. With great effort, as if in a dream, I sit down at the table across from you. You speak and the sound of your voice resounds in my head and throughout my body. It is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. You tell me your name. I look into the deep pools of your eyes, feeling them draw me in. My throat is so tight I can barely breathe. You ask me my name and I struggle to find my voice. It cracks just a bit as I speak and you laugh gently. That laugh echoes in my ears. It is actually even more enchanting than your voice. You reach across the table and touch my hand. But you do not take your hand away. You leave it there letting your delicate fingers linger on the back of my hand. My skin under your touch feels as if it is on fire. As I look into your eyes now, I see what else is there. It is a desire that matches mine. Without another word, you rise, take my hand and begin to lead me back to the sleeping car.

Hand in hand, we step out of the dining car onto the platform between the cars. The night air is cool and the sky is full of stars. I touch you, you turn to me. The edges of your hair glow in the moonlight. The wind blows it gently around your face. I place my hand along side your cheek. You tilt your head slightly and press against it. You smile and the invitation is unmistakable. Our bodies are very close together, almost touching. I see your breasts straining against the material of your dress and I notice that your nipples are erect. Emboldened by my desire, I pull you to me and kiss your delicate, succulent lips. Their moist softness makes me lightheaded, and as the train jostles us, we hold one another, bodies pressed tightly together. Wanting you to know just how aroused I am, I press my hips against you and you press back. Your lips part slightly and I slip my tongue in your mouth. The touch of your tongue ignites the flame of my passion. My hands begin to trace the soft curves of your body, moving down your back, brazenly across your ass, caressing the tops of your thighs, moving up again to touch your breasts through your dress. You moan deeply, but break our kiss and pull out of my arms. You are still smiling though, as you brush back your hair and smooth your dress. Then you lean close and whisper to me. I feel the slight brush of your lips and the heat of your breath on my ear. I am still feeling dizzy and slightly drunk with desire. At this moment I am completely at your mercy, so strong is my hunger for you.

Moving on feet I can no longer feel, my heartbeat ringing in my ears, my every nerve ending tingling, I follow you into the sleeping car. You lead me to your berth, slide back the curtain, and pull me in. Throwing your arms around me, you kiss me. Unable, unwilling, to contain myself any longer, I kiss you hard and passionately. Again my tongue pushes into your mouth, more forcefully this time, as my hands move feverishly over your body. The pent up passion I have felt since first seeing you threatens to burst forth and wash over us both like a raging flood. I find the zipper on the back of your dress and pull it down, letting my fingertips slide across your skin as it is bared. With one hand I pull the top of your dress forward off of your shoulders, while my other hand slides up your thigh, under your dress. Now the dress hangs loose on your body, your breasts are out of it, the only thing keeping it from falling to the floor is my hand, under it, on your thigh. I slide my hand down your thigh and your dress slides down your body until I pull my hand away and it falls. Now you stand before me wearing only your bra, your panties and your stockings. You smile lustfully at me, reach behind you, and undo your bra. As you pull it away and reveal to me your magnificent breasts, my body begins to tremble. I reach to touch them with shaking hands. They are so incredibly soft that I close my eyes so that I can sense them through my fingertips. I graze your nipples with the palms of my hands, feeling their wonderful stiffness. With a lust that consumes me like a wildfire, I lower my head and rub my face all over them. My lips move to your nipple and close around it. My tongue flicks the tip of it and rolls it around in my mouth. I begin to suck it, gently at first, then harder, pulling on it with my lips. My hand caresses your other breast and I pull its nipple with my fingers. Your hands are on the back of my head, holding me to your breast, while you roll your head from side to side and moan. As I feast on your breasts, my hands slide down your body, catch the elastic of your panties, and pull them down your legs. Leaving you with your stockings on, I pick you up and carry you to the bunk.

I carry you to the bunk and gently lie you down on it. I kneel beside you and begin to kiss your breasts, rubbing my face across them, feeling your hard nipples against my cheeks. I close my eyes and rub them lightly over your nipples, letting my eyelashes tickle them. You are moaning and your body rocks gently with the movement of the train. Fascinated, I watch as your breasts move. I reach out and place my hands on them, almost reverently. They are so incredibly soft and the contrast of their softness and the rougher surface of my hands as I slide them over you builds a heat. I can practically feel the sparks, as real as those that fly from the train’s wheels as it hugs the rails and carries us through the night.

I move you around on the bunk so that your legs are hanging over the edge. I lift your left leg and hold it beside my face. I kiss your toes; I kiss the bottom of your foot; I slide my cheek across the top of it, up along your ankle and the calf of your leg. Still holding that leg, I lift your right leg and kiss that foot and those toes and that ankle and that calf. I put your legs on my shoulders, slide my hands down your thighs, and gently part your legs. Barely breathing, my throat thick with desire, I gaze at your beauty. I can see your lips, glistening and parted. I can see the swollen bud that is your clit. My mouth waters and I know that I must taste you. I look into your eyes and see my answer there. Groaning in lust, I kiss my way down along the tender flesh of your inner thigh, moving closer . . . closer . . . closer. Finally, I reach out with my tongue and I slide it ever so slowly across your moist lips, from the bottom up to the top, drawing the flat of my tongue across your clit. Then, using just the tip, I begin to circle around and around. You taste so unbelievably wonderful!! I become lost in the wonder that is you. I know that the train could crash at this moment and still I would not move from where I am.

Time seems to stand still as I touch and taste the splendors of your body. Your wetness on my face, the sounds of your arousal inflame my passions even more. I kiss and lick and stroke – my entire being focused on bringing you pleasure. All of my senses are heightened and tuned to you. I feel the softness of your thighs against my face as your legs quiver around my head. I hear the soft sounds of your pleasure coming from deep within you and escaping your lips despite your attempts to quiet them. I breathe deeply of the scent of your desire, letting it fill my lungs with your fragrance. I drink in the essence of you, feeling it slide down my throat and spread your warmth throughout my body. Sensing your growing excitement, I concentrate on circling your clit. I flick it. I tease it. I pull on it gently with my lips. Your hips begin to move up and down on the bunk. You begin to catch your breath in gasps. My hands slide up to caress your breasts. Holding them, fondling them, as my tongue dips into you and slides over you and dances across you. Your hands are on the back of my head, pulling me to you, your fingers entangled in my hair. I know the moment has arrived. You tighten your legs around my face. You lift your hips up off the bunk. My tongue flies across your clit. My fingers pull on your nipples. At that moment, the train whistle pierces the night and your scream merges with it and echoes throughout the car and rings in my ears and sends a thrill to the depths of my being. I feel the crest of your orgasm peak and continue to lick, more gently now, as you slide back down. I lift my head and smile at you, more pleased than you can know that I was able to pleasure you. You put your hands on my face and pull me up to kiss me deeply and passionately. At the touch of your tongue on mine, I know that I can wait no longer. I stand up and begin to remove my uniform. You stare intently at me as each piece of clothing is removed, until, finally, I am naked before you.

I swing your legs up onto the bunk and move between them. My body is trembling, so great is my desire for you. I pause and look down at you. You are so very lovely. My breath catches in my throat. The moment for us has arrived. Knowing that the moment had arrived at last, I move my body over yours. You are so incredibly lovely, that I pause, and savor the anticipation. I am trembling with desire for you and every nerve in my body is stretched almost to the breaking point as I lower myself between your legs. Holding my breath, I touch your moist opening with the head of my swollen, pulsing cock. I watch, fascinated, as the drop of precum from the tip spreads across your clit, mixing with your wetness. Unable to wait any longer, and with an overwhelming passion stronger than any feeling I have ever known before, I put my cock against your lips and they open up and draw me in. Wanting this moment in time to last forever, I slowly push, sinking inch by inch, into the depths of your passion. You spread your legs wider, then wrap them tightly around me. Your hands touch my face and you pull my mouth down to yours. I kiss you long and hard and passionately. My tongue moves in your mouth as my cock moves in your pussy. I feel your lips grip my shaft and caress its length as I begin to thrust in and out of you. You move your hips to meet my thrusts. Our bodies slip easily into a rhythm and move as one.

A distant part of my brain is aware that the train is rocking on the tracks as it speeds through the night and that eventually it will reach its destination and we will part, perhaps never to see one another again. But for now, for this moment, all I care about is being with you like this. The intensity of the passion inside me begins to mount. I thrust faster now, pushing into you harder with each thrust. My balls are slapping your ass. I feel the tightness of your legs around me. I hear the sounds of your gasps and the wet noises of our bodies moving together in this most intimate of dances. My mouth moves from yours down to your breasts, where I kiss the soft flesh and suck on the hard points of your nipples. Then I lift myself on outstretched arms, throw my head back, close my eyes, and give myself over to the sensations building within me. From every part of part of my body, I feel the rush. My entire being is centered now in my cock, as I thrust harder and faster into you. You put your hands on my arms and your hips begin to buck. I know that you are feeling it too. Together, we are riding the tidal wave of pleasure that is about to break. Climbing ever higher, we finally reach the summit. For one incredible, delicious, instant we hang on the edge . . . then with the force of a thousand explosions, we cum together, crying out one another’s name. With a strength I didn’t know I have, I drive myself into you again and again, my cock throbbing and pulsing.

Your cries of ecstasy ring in my ears and my mind is flooded with images – of you standing on the platform with the sun on your hair; of your smile as I handed you your lipstick; of the sway of your hips under your dress as you walked past me on your way to the dining car; of my first glimpse of your breasts as I stood behind you and looked over your shoulder; of the lust in your eyes as you stood up and took my hand; of your nipples straining against your dress as we kissed in the moonlight; of that first breathtaking moment when I finally saw you naked before me. Now, the sight of your face contorted with pleasure and the blush that spreads across your breasts as you lose yourself in your orgasm is burned indelibly into my brain. I know that for the rest of my life, I will always remember what you look like at this exact instant.

Though it seems to last forever, gradually my orgasm subsides. Struggling to catch my breath, I slow my thrusts until I am still within you. Your body twitches beneath me and I feel you quivering around my still pulsing cock. I lay my head on your breasts and you cradle it there, your arms around me. Drained by the intensity of our pleasure, we drift together into a dream world of sleep.

From somewhere seemingly far, far away, the train whistle blows. I struggle to open my eyes and find that I am lying beside you and you are in my arms. The realization that I am actually with you nearly overwhelms me. I look and see the first rays of the sunlight from the breaking day streaming through the window. They dance across your naked skin and I touch you softly. You stir, open your eyes, look up at me, and smile. Then, almost immediately, there is a sadness there and I know you have realized what I have. Our time together is drawing to a close. We are arriving at our destination where we must part. The sight of my uniform on the floor reminds me of where I must go and what I must do.

Though neither of us wants to, we rise silently from the bed and begin to dress. The conductor passes by calling out the name of our station. The train begins to slow. We gather our things and make our way down the aisle to the door. As the train pulls into the station, I feel an ache deep inside me. We look at one another. You smile at me again. I put my hand alongside your cheek, caress it softly, then lean over and kiss your sweet lips tenderly. My lips linger on yours, as my mind imprints their softness and taste on my memory. I know that that kiss will linger on my lips for a very long time. Slowly, sadly, you turn to go and I watch you disappear into the crowd. I stand there for several long minutes, then turn to go in the opposite direction.

Later that night, I lay in my bunk on the ship that is taking me to war, and as I drift off to sleep, you fill my thoughts and I begin to dream . . .

He walks into the bedroom and sees her lying there on the bed on her back, wearing nothing but her panties, arms stretched above her head as the sunlight from the window hits her. He lets his eyes wander up her legs to her stomach, continues to her breasts and up to her face, admiring every inch of her body.

Slowly, so as not to wake her just yet, he slides her panties down her legs and onto the floor. He takes another moment to admire her gorgeous body before sliding his fingers lightly up her leg. At this point she slowly wakes up, smiling up at him as her eyes meet his. He leans down to gently kiss her, whispering to her to stay as she is and enjoy.

She moans softly as he leans down and takes one of her nipples in his mouth. He plays with it with his tongue, lightly biting down, much to her pleasure. He kisses his way around her breast, not missing an inch of it. He runs his fingers around her other breast, caressing her nipple and running them along the sides of her breast, causing her to groan again.

He lets his hands wander over her breasts as he works his way back up her body to her neck. He starts behind her ear, making his way down her neck to her shoulder. He moves his hands farther down her body, stroking the inside of her thighs and all around her vagina. After a few minutes of this, he stops and steps off the bed. He smiles when she looks at him questioningly.

She rubs her pussy lightly as he walks over and gets a soft leather strap. He takes it back to the bed and puts her hands together above her head, binding them together, before tying that to the headboard, holding her in place. He kisses her deeply, playing with her tongue. He breaks the kiss and runs his hands down her entire body to her feet. He starts kissing slowly at her ankles, working his way up her calves to her knees and then to her thighs. He flicks his tongue at her clit, getting it to pop out. He spreads her lips and rubs her clit in slow circles. She groans more loudly at this, swaying her hips a bit. He lowers his mouth to her clit and sucks it into his mouth, swirling his tongue and flicking it lightly.

He stops and fingers her clit again before taking it back into his mouth. At the same time he slides two fingers into her already wet pussy, moving them around in a twirling motion inside her pussy. She’s unable to stay still at this point, growing closer and closer to her orgasm. She finally goes over the edge and he curls his fingers inside of her while sucking on her clit.

As she lies on the bed catching her breath, he once again gets up off the bed. He walks to the dresser, opens a drawer, and takes out her vibrator. She moans a bit and bites her lip when she sees this. Walking over to the bed, he helps her flip over and onto her knees, hands still tied to the headboard. He spreads her legs and runs a finger up her slit, drawing another groan from her. He teases her this a bit, loving the view of her swaying hips stuck up in the air. Finally crawls between her legs on his back and starts playing with her pussy again with his fingers. He places his hand on her ass and lowers her to his waiting mouth, licking all up and down her. After a few minutes of this, he switches on the vibrator and lightly rubs her pussy lips with it, teasing the outsides.

Every now and then he lightly brushes her clit with it, causing her to squirm in pleasure. He sticks two fingers inside of her and brings the vibrator against her clit, keeping it there this time. She starts moaning louder and louder as he does this. Abruptly he sticks the vibrator inside her pussy, swirling it around as he once again sucks her clit into his mouth. He tilts the vibrator up against her g-spot as she grinds herself into his face, moaning louder and louder until she comes again, much stronger than the first. He eats her out through it all, slowing down as she does, finally climbing out from underneath her and kissing her along her back as she lay there. He unties her hands and crawls onto the bed next to her, holding her, letting her rest before the next round..