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My wife and i have lots of fun with each other,all the time and very much so when we make love.I especially love her openmindedness and the great turn on she can be.She is extremely sexy and drives me mad during sex.

I often tell her how i would love to see her getting well fucked by someone else while i watched,just wanting to see her drive another cock mad.Being as sexy as she is,she would often take up my thoughts and tell me in greater detail exactly what she would do to him while i watched.

She turns me on in such a way with this,that i would stay hard a whole day,dripping in my pants and even had a few wet dreams over this.

Anyway,a while back i decided to give her atreat,and called a masseuse to give my wife an allover body treat in the comfort of our home. The lady took my appointment and i told my wife about it. She looked forward to the treat.

Come Saturday,i had arranged for the kids to be at afriends,and we awaited the lady,who promptly turned up.I then excused myself as a male helper,a strong looking well muscled young man helped the lady set up the massage bed. I decided to leave the house for a while as i assumed the lady would be a while and i would be in the way.

I eventually returned and very silently let myself into the house not to disturb my wife.I had to walk past the lounge where my wife was being massaged and peeped in through the gap in the doorway hoping to see my wife enjoying her treat. I was instantly stunned to see my wife completely naked,enjoying a massage from who i thought was the helper,none other than the fit young man.I thought i was imagining ,but i wasnt and became very arroused.I didnt want to breath,hoping to watch my wifes massage.

It must have been really pleasurable for her,as she moaned sometimes when his hands touched certain spots on her body.She was lying face down,and judging from the oil on her body,it looked like her legs were the only parts not done yet. I started to get really breathless as he oiled his hands and started to rub her legs,starting at her feet and rubbing all the way up one leg using both hands all the way up,one hand turning over her bum cheek and the other going between her legs before starting down again.

I watched my wife twitch the first time but then slowly moan every time his hands ran up,and even arched her back a few times.I knew this had turned out to be a turn on for the young man as well as i noticed his hand linger a while between her legs before going back down. As he oiled his hands to start on the other leg,i noticed the glistening moisture on his fingertips and knew why my wife was moaning. Everytime his hands ran up,he thrust his middle finger just into her vagina and knowing my wife,this must have been a great turn on.Other than the occasional moan she did not show any signs of being turned on,and i thought that was as far as it was going to go. After rubbing her legs,the man then went arround,stood just at her head and started to rub her shoulders.

I was so engrossed in this that i didnt notice my wife’s eyes open,staring at the door and smiling. I quickly pulled away from the door and slowly put my head forward again. She kept smiling,knowing i was there,and then started to give me the sexiest show on earth.

With her head still down,she moved one of her hand s over her head and started to fondle the young mans crotch.The young guy continued with his massage seeming not to notice as my wifes other hand came up and slowly tugged and lowered his loose fitting trousers.With just a glance in my direction,she popped her head up and straight away took his by now hard cock into her mouth. He had a cock that fitted in with his muscled body,and by the way it stretched her mouth it looked quite big.

My wife then gave me the show of my life as they seemed to melt together,with him sticking his big cock into her,and she sucking on it,he sucking on her big tits,ramming fingers up her vagina,she bouncing on his cock, him thrusting deep into her with her legs over his shoulders and wrapped around his thrustings hips,him even lifting her up against the wall, thrusting deep into her,she sitting on his cock bending over sticking her tongue into his mouth showing me her stretched hole with his cock deep inside,juices moistening his cock and her cunt lips,she seemed to lke his big cock going deep in and after her hole was well stretched, kept picking her legs over his shoulder and asked to be fucked hard.

Twice he pulled his cock out and she sucked on it and wildly sat and bounced on it again. It was just as well she came with a loud moan,and he slid his cock out at the same time and came all over her tits. I then walked away into another room and soon heard my sexy wife moaning again. I left her to enjoy her treat and couldnt wait to suck her hard fucked pussy.

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Both knew what they were doing was wrong.  He was out of line, but she didn’t stop him.  A young prince at the age of 24 and fourth in line to the throne; if he took her and had her for his own it would shame his brother and for some odd reason the brother would step aside out of embarrassment.

Nobody but nobody messed with his family especially his beautiful noble wife.  She was the end all the cunning prince figured.  If he was to succeed to the throne any sooner he had to dishonor his brother.  Who could do such a thing?  Who would do such an act?  How is it his brother would even find out?

She wasn’t going to tell her husband.  He certainly wouldn’t.  So how is it he came to make one brother dishonor another brother so that he could end up being third in line to the throne?

Second in line was another story but first Harold had to dishonor his older brother Lawrence.  Harold had to do something that came naturally to him.  Charm a woman so much older then himself she couldn’t believe what happened even happened.

Walking into her room just as she finished putting on her last garments she assumed it was Lawrence.  Putting on another fake smile which Harold had no idea was one he walked to her with all the confidence any husband might have as he walked to his wife for a kiss however it wasn’t his wife.  It was his brother’s wife.

Stepping so close she could see the pores on his face and smell his newly freshened breath she was aghast by his actions.  She tried pushing him away.  He easily resisted.  He stood his ground.  She was very beautiful and had many endearing womanly qualities.

He told her so too.  Resisting his advances she thanked him trying to wear a cheery face all the while.  She told him “Don’t do this” as he pressed on.  His body was almost against hers.  His brother was gone for the day.  Lawrence was in town on parliamentary matters.  She and Harold had the day to themselves especially Olivia.

Hazel eyes and alabaster skin her soft cheeks and easy chin awaited his kisses and advances.  In truth it was attention and overdue attention at that.  Two children and 11 years of marriage left little for romance lately for Olivia.

He saw it coming.  He knew she desired it.  He was a student of the psyche.  He understood a persons reactions.  He learned how to work them in his favor.  He himself learned to find the woman more viable, more exciting, and more adventurous then he suspected she could be.

Lawrence was so typically boring that Harold’s initial assumptions were Olivia was along the same lines, but even though she initially resisted his advances she swiftly came to realize it was well needed, well over due, and well appreciated interest on Harold’s part.

“Nooo please Harold do not do this” she begged underneath her breath.  “Lawrence will find out, King Mathias will find out, and if the Queen discovers any of this I am done, Lawrence will be done as well.”

Harold smiled and winked.

Olivia at the tender age of 34 was the darling of the court.  Quiet and sweet she always deferred to her given manners.  She was to be seen and never heard.  In years past she was somewhat outspoken, but in the eyes of her husband and his parents, the King and Queen, it was her duty to only be a few things.  To spawn children, to be at the prince’s side at national and international affairs, and to be a friend and confidante to other staff throughout the castle… those were her only duties.

“I can give you children who are more handsome then you’ll ever imagine Olivia.  I can make you feel alive to” he told her looking at her eyes. 

She began to warm up.  She felt her brow moistening as he pressed himself against her yearning body.  She knew deep inside he was a virile and experienced lover of the soul.  She knew deep inside she’d love the personal attention and better yet the physical attention she assumed he was capable of.  He had it all.  He had the spontaneity.  He had the charm.  He had the handsome looks her husband did not.  He had the intelligence.  He had all the athleticism Lawrence failed to have.  He probably had all the sexual ability and moves many she’s fantasized about might have which she knew Lawrence did not have.

His hands moved against her lower body slowly easing their way up the dress she had on.  Never once falling close to the insides of her thighs she felt the heightening arousal she wished she never started feeling.  He had her feeling slight signs of euphoria she couldn’t afford to feel.

“Nooo nooooo Harold nooooo please” she begged of him again as her arms lay flatly against the wall she was pressed up against.  In truth she loved his younger rugged frame pushing itself against her.  In truth she didn’t mind that he flirted with the inevitable.  In truth she saw herself letting Harold remove her dress, taking off her slip, and removing her girdle.  In truth she envisioned him playing with her fleshy alabaster body finally removing her bra and then her royal undies.

“Ohhh my god Harold stop this please” she asked of him watching his face while she began to perspire ever so slightly but she let his hands gracefully press onward strolling up over her pelvis across her flat tummy as they headed for her grand bosoms. 

He liked her body; he knew that much.  It was her personality he had to bring out the best in.  “You know something” he began with a smile.  “I remember when I was younger and you were so flippant and fun to be with.  What happened to that woman?  What happened to that woman who was alive and ambitious?  I know she’s in there.” 

“I’m going to find her and when I do Olivia I am going to make you remember how exciting… how sexually exciting you were at one time.  That much you can count on” and he drew a line from below her breasts down over her tummy over her pelvis stopping just above her vagina.  He winked and blew her a kiss.  “Have a wonderful day Olivia.  We’ll do this again.”

“Noooo don’t leave Harold please do not leave.  Stay ohh please stay” she said quietly as he left the room.  She began panting excitedly.  Her loins burned for his touch.  She loved how he pressed her against the wall.  She loved how he shoved himself passionately against her body.  He felt so electric.  He felt so stimulating.  He made her all that and more.  She was turned on by his presence and knew she wanted him back. 

She couldn’t walk out and down the stairs in the condition she was in now.  She needed fulfillment now thanks to his advances.  “Damn you Harold… damn you all to” and she unzipped her dress.  She slipped it off her shoulders.  She walked to her bedroom door and securely locked it.  She walked to her bed and took off her slip.  Sitting down on her mattress she removed her girdle. 

She dropped it to the floor and looked at herself in a mirror.  Staring at her reflection Olivia started to caress her body.  Olivia caressed her tummy then her bosoms reaching behind herself and removing her royal lace bra.  Squinting she looked at them placing one hand and then the other upon them.

Olivia felt their moist freshness as she lifted them up.  “Harold I bet you’ll love these won’t you” she said to her reflection.  “I bet you want more then these too don’t you?  You’re such a… ohhh Harold don’t do this” she wailed.

The house phone rang as she slipped a hand inside her royal undies.  Quickly she pulled it out looking at her ringing phone.  She realized she was running late.  She dressed and left.  Downstairs he was sitting eating breakfast with his father while she was heading out with the Queen. 

“How was your morning dear?”

Olivia told the Queen it was fine but thought only of Harold and she holed up in some room having made unadulterated sex together by mid-morning.

“Something has you distracted doesn’t it dear” the Queen asked.  “It isn’t a man is it” the Queen joked.

Olivia’s head jerked to her right not realizing the Queen was joking around.  Olivia had a look of fright on her face thinking the Queen already knew something.  She turned her head gradually to look back at Olivia.  She noticed Olivia’s expression.

“Are you and Lawrence having issues dear?”

“Uhhh noooo ohhh nooo not at all” Olivia came back. 

The question only allowed the incident to fester longer in her mind.  The queen’s inquiry only let things linger and mushroom heavily as Olivia wished for their time together to be over with.  Olivia needed to be alone.  She needed to be alone again with Harold bit on the other hand she knew she couldn’t afford that and knew she could never be with him.  It could not happen.  She had no one to turn to but one person and that was a confidante amongst her staff.

“Rosalie come inside can you” she asked.

“Is something wrong” Rosalie asked.

“Yes… and no” I suppose “still I need your help; I need your advice.  I need someone’s advice.”

She told Rosalie what happened.  At one time Rosalie and Harold had a brief affair which lasted a month.  He treated her like a princess.  He showered her with fabulous moments and outstanding gifts as well.  Hidden deep within her quarters were gifts no one could have ever showered her with.

“Do I tell her or… I can’t tell her” she thought.

“So what do you think Rosalie?”

Rosalie asked if she could think on it for a few hours and let her know.  Rosalie was also troubled.  Both were troubled.  Rosalie learning secrets by minute started remembering that one single auspicious afternoon with him.  What she knew of everyone in the majestic court was impressive.  What she knew of everyone’s affairs was possibly beyond repair.

But it was worse then that.  No one knew it either.  One late morning during the summer Rosalie was troubled by a temporary and no longer existing relationship with Harold.  That late morning Rosalie was sitting out in the grove a couple miles from the castle pondering life when he rode by on his horse. 

He thought he saw someone sitting alone and rode up.  She heard the horse.  He got off and walked towards her.  They began a casual conversation which she never broached the subject of Harold and her, but they did talk about relationships.

Before either knew it she offered him one of the sandwiches she made and he sat down.  Sitting across from her they ate their sandwiches while watching the other with interest.  Afterwards he didn’t get up to leave.  They talked more as each seemed to move closer to the other somehow.  One thing led to another and they were talking about personal topics that staff members normally shouldn’t be discussing with a member of the court.

“I know I am married happily” he began “and I know I have two of the most wonderful young children in the world, but it does not mean I don’t look at attractive women” he went on to tell her.  “They are all around me Rosalie.  How can a man like me not look at a beautiful woman?  It would be… well you have to understand it is mental suicide” and he laughed at his remark going on to add “not to notice a pretty woman.”

“Like you for instance Rosalie; I think you are a very, very pretty woman.”  His complimentary remark caught her attention.  He grabbed her full attention.  “How could I not see that” he said to her as he stared into her beautiful brown eyes.  “Maybe I should not be telling you but you are a very beautiful woman.  I think it every time I see you walking the grounds.”

She thanked him humbly lowering her head.  Blushing she was flattered to hear it from Lawrence.  Seeing as he was the eldest and most intelligent of them all and the successor to the throne he shouldn’t have spoken to her in that manner, but he only expressed his feelings.

He reached forward and touched her chin to raise her head up.  There were tears in her eyes.  He asked why she was crying and she told him they were tears of joy.  He asked her to explain.  When she did it touched his heart.  He was moved.  He felt a strange attraction to her.  He scooted closer and put his arm around her shoulder trying to empathize with her.  He wanted her to feel good about herself.  He hugged her warmly when he placed his arms around her shoulder.  He allowed her to place her head against his shoulder. 

She was so sweet, pretty, and demure and that moment was so moving to him as the sunlight shone upon them that day that something snapped within him.  He liked feeling her body against him.  He liked feeling her desirable demure figure curled up inside his arm.  He enjoyed knowing she allowed herself to be comforted by him. 

Neither spoke as they huddled together gazing out at the landscape.  It was warm that day as the sun continued to grace the lands.  As usual she wore a beautiful attendant’s uniform.  Long and full of undergarments one might think it took hours to put on but it didn’t take all that much time.  Still there were layers beneath it and as many layers as there were she was as pretty as a princess while remaining cool in the warmth of the sun.

Something snapped within her and the two gazed upon the landscape.  Their minds fixated on something unheard of as they looked out on the intimate scenery head of them.  There were hidden emotions and somehow they began to seep. 

He did not make the first move.  Rosalie did as her hand graced his riding pants.  In surprise he looked down at it.  Turning his head to look at her he was astonished that she touched him in that manner.  It immediately aroused Lawrence.  She did not look at him.  She watched her hand slide across his riding pants.  She began wondering what he felt and thought as he looked down at her hand.

Finally his hand lay down on her lap pursuing her what was the inevitable.  Gradually and eventually he worked his hands underneath the attendant’s dress.  To both it was exciting, adventurous and an erotically fulfilling moment. 

He felt his own growth; he desired her hand to find it and feel it soon!  Wishing and yearning for her to seize it he turned to face her.  His eyes looked into hers while seeking out what she initially was willing to pursue.

Lawrence’s hands slowly pushed her dress upwards without any resistance from her.  Her eyes showed every sign of willingness.  Her face displayed every indication of desire on that sunny Saturday afternoon.  Creeping backwards until she braced herself against a tall and soft willowy tree she let the stately prince do as he pleased.

He pushed onwards.  Her dress crept closer towards her waist.  Undergarment after undergarment appeared and he slowly removed them eventually.  Exposing her feminine legs his hands finally felt her desiring flesh.

Lawrence brushed along her hot blooded legs until reached her girdle and underwear.  Looking into her eyes he brushed along the creases of Rosalie’s girdle while she opened up her legs allowing him more space to feel between her soft sensuous legs.

Her breathing was shortened.  Her breathing was heavy.  Her heart beat faster while he rubbed her crotch.  Pushing off the tree in response to his yearning massages she knew what she wanted and it wasn’t his hands at all.

Rosalie was excited.  She wanted it all regardless of his stature and lack of handsome looks.  Lust found its way to that particular royal land and he was hers to have that day.

She took hold of his hands leading them to her buttons on her dress.  One by one the two unlocked and unleashed the primal desires she would expose to him.  Underneath lie the off white undergarments she hoped he’d appreciate. 

He did and told her how exciting she was which suddenly had Rosalie moaning aloud.  He smiled at her as they further unlocked her womanhood that afternoon.

With her dress off her shoulders and the bottom pushed all the way up his hands again proceeded to tantalize her deep desires.  Caressing her between her thighs and pushing against the edges of her girdle he was able to feel the heat blasting from within. 

Rosalie was hornier then she had ever been.  She was swelling up inside while knowing she wanted his riding pants off so she could feel his royal manhood nearby as well.

His royal manliness broiled within as his cock showed its majestic greatness underneath.  “Take off your clothes” she pleaded quietly and he did.  Undressing himself he exposed his manhood.  She was taken aback by it.  Stunned at its imposing length she craved feeling it everywhere.

Kneeling with his erection pointing her way he looked upon her body.  Still in her slip, girdle, bra, and underwear he pushed her slip up again.  She was a vision of sexiness and he wished to show her too.  Lawrence pressed on and pulled her down flat on the grassy knoll.  Running his cock along her girdle she unexpectedly screamed out asking him to stop.

He didn’t understand why.  “Because I want you inside me” she replied.  Again he stroked her hot girdle with his hands then did so with his hardened cock only making Rosalie want it more and more.

She cried out again for him to take everything off and so he did finally.  Both naked he watched her and saw a woman in the flesh something he hadn’t had the opportunity to see other then Olivia.

“Lawrence please go inside me.  Please ohh please” she pleaded while wincing and finally closing her eyes.

Crawling against her he passionately kissed her lips.  He passionately kissed her humble boobs.  He pushed against her more firmly as he did.  She pulled at him anxiously grabbing anything she could. 

As they kissed her bushy hot pussy awaited his royal raging manhood to slide up inside her swelling cunt so the two lust filled individuals could fulfill a bowlful of desires kept hidden for years.

Shoving himself between her legs and pushing inside her quickly before either could count to 10 it was over.  Rosalie and Lawrence fucked as wildly and madly as possible in a short period of time.  Exploding inside her she felt the raging river of cum flush intensely while her reckless soul climaxed simultaneously. 

Screams filled the land that afternoon but as far away as they were they evaporated leaving the fervent moment of greatness between the two.  Majestic sexual pleasure was left to their own memories and either was free to recall it anytime they wished.

Naked and lying on the ground she told herself she could do it again.  He was incredible that day and she loved every moment he was inside her.  Prince Lawrence had sex with his staff member and praised her afterwards affording her a kiss on her lips as a reminder he’d love to spend a special afternoon with her again.

“I think I’d love that” she told him breathing heavily. 

Finally she started to dress after cleaning herself up and they embraced one last time in a lust filled kiss leaving both with the desire and knowledge each was willing to participate in sexual intercourse together

Singing and carrying her basket back with her he was nowhere in sight.  She had to walk back all alone but as she did Harold rode by in a carriage.  He stopped and talked briefly.  He was the most handsome of all the offspring.  He was dashing and charming and offered her a ride charming her mind throughout their brief conversation.

“I’d lie down with him any time… ohhh I would love to lie down and have a sexual relation with that man.”

“God I bet she’s great in bed” he told himself while talking to her.  “I should ask her if she’d like to do something sometime.  Nahhhh that is so crazy; court attendants don’t fraternize with us do they?  We can’t do that can we” he asked himself.

Her eyes sparkled and her smiled was gleaming as they chatted briefly.  “You sure you do not want a ride Rosalie?”  Again she said no.  “What is that on your dress” he asked.

Looking down she saw what looked like a dried white stain.  He knew that stain; he knew it well.  “Ohhhh shit I wonder who she was with.  Oh yeah she let some get on her dress.  Oooohh if only I knew her dirty little secret.”

“I bet I know what it’s from” he said.  Winking at her he said “Hey have a wonderful afternoon… or maybe you just did.  See you later” and he rode off.

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Maisie and I spent our entire Saturday working on our science project. Unfortunately, the only progress we made was admiring sparkles and using dirty language. It was a pretty fun day; I didn’t have a care in the world.

Maisie started talking about her ex-boyfriend Garrett, it was hilarious, and she talked about his hair pits, his buzz cut, his ugly braces and how she got her tongue caught on one. I started to talk about my old friend Beverly -who took my virginity, but I didn’t bother mentioning it- who moved out of town two years previously.

All my good friend did was chuckle, “You’re blushing.” I covered my face. She leaned over me and made kissy lips, “You looove Beverly, you want to hold her, you want to touch her-” I joked back, “Oh yes, Beverly,” we broke into almost incontrollable laughter.

The sun was going down and Maisie started changing into her pajamas. I watched her changing, her flower panties, her purple bra with stars where he nipple should be. It wasn’t like I hadn’t seen a woman’s body before. She reached into her panties, “Damnit, it feels like there are crumbs or something in there…”

I huffed, “Crumbs, you sure it isn’t just your crabs?” I asked pulling of my underwear and exposing my beaver. She pulled her hand out, and her panties fell down. I stared in disbelief at a sagging pink cock. I screamed and covered my pussy.

She screamed and covered herself. I kept screaming. She shoved it in her panties, I turned all red. She sat down, “Please don’t tell anyone.”

I couldn’t help it; I just…stared at her dick that was jamming through her flower panties. I asked her what the hell was going on. She didn’t say anything. I chewed my lip and stood there, naked in front of her.

I felt a current running up my legs and I smirked, “You know what I think,” I said approaching her, I felt really hot for no reason, “I think I wanna touch it.” (Might I mention she was possibly the prettiest man I’d ever met?)

Maisie seemed more than enthusiastic to let me, seeing she had a nice hard-on already. I walked over and sat on my knees. I took the thick cock in my hand and admired it. She let out a sigh. I licked the head, she thrusted it into my mouth. I bobbed back and forth on it, swirling my tongue on it. Her voice seemed to drop two octaves as she moaned.

I could feel her swelling in my mouth, “Ah fuck, yes, h-h- aww… yeeess!” She held me on her cock as she came in my throat. I swallowed the load with great pleasure. I slipped off and laid on the ground, I wiped the cum of my chin and lips. She crawled over me.

She rubbed the head of her pink cock against my slit. I let out a soft moan. I liked the feeling of it rubbing me. She pushed it in me. She didn’t move waiting for me to against to her size. I leaned my head back and licked my lips, “Goood.”

She slowly pulled it in and out. It felt so big inside me. Maisie complimented me in her manly voice, “Awe your so fucking tight…awe.”

I started moaning as she picked up speed. I bucked as she fucked me. I took hold of her shoulders, “Yes Maisie, fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

She answered me in her manly voice, “Ah yeah, uhhn, fuck your fucking pussy, ah, your nice little cunt.”

Only within moments of that she let out a cry, “Oh yeesss!” I came right then. She pulled out and sprayed it in my mouth.

The next morning I woke up naked in a pile of sparkles and in Maisie’s arms, her hand cupping my pussy.

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I hear the bath empty and the sound of footsteps upstairs for a few minutes. The sound of the hairdryer disturbs the quiet house – it continues for what seems ages – then silence.

More footsteps upstairs, the closets and drawers being opened and closed. I try to imagine what she’s doing – mental images fly through my mind. Then I hear her footsteps descending the stairs, crossing the hall and then she is in the room.

She’s wearing her comfy dressing gown and a smile. She stands in front of me and loosens the belt, just enough to allow me a glimpse of the turquoise bra I bought her recently. She pulls the gown open to reveal the matching thong.

I am extremely turned on. She sits next to me. I nuzzle her neck and smell her perfume. I feel her hand stroke my thigh reaching up and brushing my balls. She slips off the couch and kneels between my legs. I am literally bursting with excitement.

Her left hand encompasses the base of my erect penis, her right strokes my length.

She leans forward and with the tip of her tongue licks the underside of my head whilst continuing to stroke my shaft. She takes my head into her mouth covering it with saliva the using it as lubrication begins a circular up and down motion on my head. The sensation is exquisite. My balls begin too tighten – I tell her I am close to coming. She ignores me and increases the tempo – I can’t hold back and ejaculate.

I raise her up and kiss and hug her.

I take her hand and lead her upstairs.

In the bedroom I remove the dressing gown and position her so that she is standing legs apart leaning slightly forward against the wardrobe.

I start kissing the back of her neck while my hands wander over her body.

I run my hands up her thigh caressing the material of her thong over her pussy and up to her breasts. Again I nuzzle at the nape of her neck, something I know she loves.

I unclasp her bra and release her breasts.

I turn her round and move my mouth to her nipple.

I manouvre her to the bed and sit her down. Moving between her legs I massage her pussy through her thong, feeling her pussy swell and engorge. The heat experienced by my fingers and the visual image of the woman I love experiencing pleasure that I am giving her give me so much satisfaction. She’s laying back and is cupping her breasts. I continue to massage her pussy – I move to slide her thong off but she stops me and pulls it aside, I trace the outline of her labia then search out her clitoris. Easing her labia apart enables me to use the tip of my tongue to dart and circle her clitoris.

The image of her pulling her thong aside is such a strong erotic image for me. I concentrate on her clitoris with my tongue whilst working my finger in and around her pussy.

Tentatively I insert a finger into her pussy – the wet and the heat turn me on more.

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The Beaver Hunt

Written By Blondehoney5670

 

 

 

    Thinking of the perfect gift is always hard when you want it to be just the right one for that special someone in your life. My husband’s birthday is next week and I still haven’t found the perfect gift for him yet. His favorite past time second to sex is hunting. I decided to pick up one of his hunting magazines and see if it would give me some kind of idea. I started to read an article about a beautiful hunting lodge in Pennsylvania , where there was plenty of white tail dear to hunt. I realized this would make a great gift. He’s been overworked lately at the office and under a lot of stress. He will never expect a surprise trip like this.

 

    I called and booked the hunt for the following week. They were very friendly and helpful there, they gave me all the details, and he will have 5 full days of peaceful hunting. I have never gotten into hunting with him; I enjoy staying back and catching up on my reading. This lodge appears to be a beautiful place just for that. I called my husband at work and told him we are going on a trip next week, don’t ask and questions and just trust me. He sounded surprised and hesitant for a moment and finally just replied “okay”.

 

    The morning of our departure finally arrived; my husband still had no idea where we were going.   Nothing went right that morning, first our friends were late picking us up for the airport, we finally got on the road, and traffic was a nightmare. We finally reached the airport without much time to spare and realized I forgot my own luggage. The lady at the airline counter was very rude which did not help my mood. During the check in process it was discovered they messed up on our seating assignment and we were not sitting together or even close. After speaking to a supervisor, they finally were able to make some adjustments and seat us together. We were then directed to our gate after spending 15 minutes trying to get through the metal detectors and figure out why my husband kept setting the alarm off! Just as I begin to feel this trip was a mistake, we finally get through the metal detectors and arrive at our gate. We were one of the last ones to board as we were late arriving. Once inside and seated, we took a deep breath and looked at each other with pure relief. I really hope things start looking up from here.

 

    Our flight lasted almost 6 hours and it was uneventful. By now my husband knew we were going to Pennsylvania obviously, however he still had no idea why. After getting his luggage, we went to the car rental counter and rented a nice SUV. I asked an employee if he was familiar with the hunting lodge and showed him the address. The employee was very familiar with it, even stated how beautiful it was there. He gave me directions which seemed easy enough however after the morning I just had, I didn’t want to jump the gun and get excited yet.

 

    We arrived at the lodge without any difficulty. My husband saw the name of the lodge and realized what type of lodge it was, his face immediately lit up as I leaned over to give him a kiss and tell him Happy Birthday. I knew instantly I had found the perfect gift for him. He suddenly stopped and said “I can’t hunt, I don’t have my bow”, I just smiled and told him “I had your bow and hunting equipment shipped here 2 days ago with the hope you wouldn’t notice it missing from home”. He kissed me and reminded me of what a lucky guy he was.

 

    A very handsome man which appeared to be in his late thirties or very early forties came over and introduced himself as George, our guide for the trip. I noticed immediately how handsome of a guy he was. He didn’t dress fancy, jeans and a t-shirt, but they looked great on him! He had dark hair and a medium build. He had very mysterious eyes that I found myself getting lost in. As I diverted my attention back to my husband, I realized both him and my husband noticed my thoughts were somewhere else, I felt my face get red with embarrassment. George suggested a tour of the property after we had a chance to get settled in our room. He led us to our room so we could freshen up and leave the luggage. This reminded me, I didn’t have any luggage and would need to find a place to go shopping and buy a few things. I asked George if there was a mall nearby, he said the nearest one was about an hour away. I told him my predicament and he suggested having Suzie the lodge receptionist take me to the mall while my husband and him spent some time going over plans for the next 5 days. This was a great idea to me! We made plans to go in about an hour.

 

    Suzie was a very pleasant person to be with; she was a little younger than I with long dark hair and green eyes. She was very attractive with a sweet personality. We talked quite a bit on the way to the mall as she shared quite a bit about her personal life. She had ended a relationship about a year ago and was still single and looking for Mr. Right.

 

    I was able to find everything I needed including a very sexy black see thru negligee; I know this one will drive my husband crazy! Suzie and I continued to talk on the way home and made plans to spend some more time together while the boys were out hunting.

 

    That night at the dinner table, I found it hard to take my eyes off George. I loved the way he made those jeans look like they were made for him personally. His eyes were so mysterious; I couldn’t draw my attention away from him for a single moment. I could only hope my husband didn’t notice. My husband was telling stories of previous hunts he had been on and was having a really good time doing so. By now George was staring at me as much as I was him. I felt a warm feeling rush through my body like a high school girl with her first crush. I also felt my pussy begin to get moist and throb, George was now starting to excite me in other ways. I didn’t understand what was going on with me; I had not been with any other man since I met my husband. Now there was this handsome stranger and all I could think of was wanting to spend more time with him.

 

    The next morning, the men headed out early for their first day of hunting. I went downstairs about 7am and found Suzie eating breakfast with a few others. I sat down as Suzie introduced me to the others at the table. We chatted for awhile during breakfast, when I was finished I excused myself from the table and went upstairs to take a shower.

 

      As the hot water flowed down my body and over my breasts, I began thinking of George. I felt my nipples begin to get hard and my clit throb. I slowly ran my fingertips around each of my nipples, pinching each one gently; this sent a feeling of pleasure through my body. I continued to run my hands along my body stopping at my pussy which was throbbing and very wet. I slowly began to rub my hard clit back and forth causing myself to let out a moan. I then stuck one finger inside my wet hole slowly fucking myself; I then stuck a second finger inside causing even more pleasure to rush through my body. I fingered my wet hole vigorously going deeper and harder each time.

 

      My thoughts were on George and imagining him between my legs eating my pussy, this took me into an almost instant orgasm as my knees buckled and my pussy began to quiver, the wave of pleasure shot through my body as my orgasm began to build.   Just then I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer and came with such force as I let out the most satisfying moan of pure pleasure. I tried to catch my breath and gather myself once again. I slowly took the fingers I used to fuck myself with and sucked my sweet nectar off of them while thinking to myself George has never tasted anything as sweet as I.

   

      I then remembered the dildo I picked up yesterday while shopping with Suzie. I found it in a great adult store near the mall, they had so many great toys in there, I could have spent all day and would have loved to buy one of everything however, I decided on one 8 inch dildo.

 

      Just as I was about to exit the bathroom, I saw Suzie standing there staring at me as she fingered her own pussy. She could tell I was startled and responded by apologizing to me for scaring me. She said she had come up to ask me if I would like to go shopping today at a great new clothing store. She said when I didn’t answer the door, she proceeded to open it to make sure I was okay and then noticed me in the shower and froze. She said she became excited watching me finger myself and give myself an orgasm. She was really feeling turned on and didn’t understand it because she had never thought of being with a woman before.

 

      I myself had never been with a woman before either however, I had to admit watching Suzie stand there and finger her wet pussy turned me on. I invited her to sit on the bed; we both just sat there for a second and stared at each other. I went to reach for a strand of her hair and she grabbed my hand kissing it gently and licking the fingers I had just fingered myself with.

 

      She said she was dreaming of tasting my cum as she watched me lick my fingers in the shower.

 

      I found myself getting wet all over again as she sucked my fingers, it sent a chill down my spine and a feeling of excitement I can’t explain. I reached up and felt one of her breasts feeling that her nipples were already rock hard as my own. Her breasts were a little smaller than mine, she was probably a B cup as I am a C cup, her breasts were hard and round perfect in shape. I rubbed her nipple through her top then started to slowly unbutton her blouse one button at a time exposing soft pink nipples ready for more attention.

 

      After removing her top and her bra, I took one of her nipples into my mouth running my tongue around it teasing it. I felt her body tense and her back arch as she let out a slight moan. I started to suck on her nipple gently biting it once in a while; this caused her to moan a little louder. I eased her back to a laying position on my bed as I started to unbutton her jeans. I was able to slide her jeans off only leaving her in a pair of black lace panties. I slipped my hand into them working my way down to her wetness. I could instantly feel the heat of her pussy and the throb, the need for pleasure. My fingers found her hole; I started out rubbing her clit back and forth feeling her juice everywhere my finger moved. I started to run my tongue down her stomach and around her naval as I slowly eased my finger into her wet pussy. Her moans almost became cries now of pure pleasure. I felt my own tight pussy getting very wet and throbbing with much force. I can’t remember ever feeling this erotic, I was on fire!

 

      I continued to run my tongue around her abdomen area slowly making my way down inch by inch until my tongue rested between her legs. I gently spread her lips and slowly ran my tongue around her clit tasting her wetness, I continued to run my tongue around her clit area then slowly into her wet hole, just then she let out a loud moan and her body stiffened as she begged me to eat her pussy. I began to fuck her pussy with my tongue causing her to scream out in complete sexual pleasure. I would stop long enough to suck her clit and then fuck her again with my tongue.

 

    She started saying she couldn’t hold back much longer just as I grabbed my new dildo and slowly inserted it into her ass as I continued to eat her pussy. I started out slow with the dildo and then more rapid, her body was becoming out of control as I began to fuck her with the dildo even faster getting it deeper into her ass each time. She began to scream “I’m cumming”, just then I tasted a flow of warm sweet cum run out of her pussy and into my mouth. I continued to lick teasing her now very sensitive clit.

 

    Just then there was a knock at my bedroom door, both of us frozen in place. The voice yelled out, “Mrs. Carney are you in there”? I recognized the voice; it was George, sweet handsome George! I asked him to hold on a moment. Suzie was scared, she didn’t want to get caught and lose her job. In my heart I knew George was just too sweet of a guy to to get   an employee, like her, fired. I told her to just calm down and relax and gave her my husbands robe to put on. I slipped my own robe on and opened the door.

 

      I don’t think shock would quite describe George’s face as he looked into the room, his eyes moving from Suzie and back to me. I invited him to come in; he mumbled something about my husband staying out with the others for awhile and wanted to let me know so I wouldn’t worry.

 

      I asked him again to please come in and reached for his hand to lead him into my room. He admitted he didn’t feel comfortable being there, however I looked down and saw a huge bulge in his jeans. I just smiled and pulled him into the room.

 

    I admitted to him, as I started to rub his cock, that I found him to be extremely sexy and I couldn’t take my eyes off of him from the time we got there. He blushed and told me how beautiful I was. Suzie walked over and helped me lift his t-shirt off, after that I unbuttoned his jeans as Suzie unzipped them. We finally got him out of his jeans and boxers and there stood a very stiff cock just waiting for some fun.

 

      I started to stroke his cock as George took my face and began to kiss me passionately, our tongues teasing each other and enjoying each others taste. He began to slowly kiss my neck and behind my ear, sending me into a sexual frenzy. Suzie and I took each of his hands and led him to the bed. He stood at the end of the bed as Suzie and I began to suck his hard cock. I started out teasing the head of his dick as she would suck each of his swollen balls, then we took turns sucking every inch of him savoring the taste of his pre-cum. I took my tongue and licked up some precum off the tip of his cock and Suzie sucked it off my tongue.

 

      George reached down taking my long hair gently into his hands and then grabbing my head pushing his cock deep into my mouth, I could feel him touching my tonsils, I wanted every inch of this man!

 

      As I continued to suck his dick, Suzie made her way between my legs and began to suck and lick my wet pussy. This almost made me cum instantly however I fought the urge; I wanted to hold on a little longer. Suzie continued to lick and suck my clit and then stuck her tongue deep into my hole fucking me with it hard, I felt myself starting to loose control as I   exploded, sweet warm cum came pouring out of my pussy and into her mouth.

 

      Just then George leaned down and started to taste my sweet juices licking and savoring every bit of it. When he stood up again, I took his hard dick back into my mouth sucking every inch of him, suddenly the door opened and there stood my husband holding his bow and a look of pure shock on his face!

 

      None of us moved at first, suddenly Suzie walked over to him and led him by the hand back to the bed. Suzie pushed him down on the bed and told him to relax and enjoy the fun. She then unzipped his pants and took his now semi hard cock into her hand as she nelt down. She started licking his cock up and down the length of his shaft. He quickly became as hard as I had ever seen it.

 

      I started to suck Georges dick again as my husband just stared at me, his facial expression changed from shock to pleasure as quickly as his dick got hard. As he was having his dick sucked by Suzie he watched me suck Georges and just gave me a big smile.

 

    George was in his own world of pleasure enjoying the feeling of me sucking his cock. I could taste more and more pre-cum and knew it wouldn’t be long before he blew a nut in my mouth. I told him I wanted him to explode in my mouth, I let him know I wanted to taste and swallow every last wonderful drop of him.

 

      I turned to look at my husband who had since lost some of the interest in me and had more on Suzie. She had already taken his pants off of him sucking his hard cock and fingering her own wet pussy. She was taking his entire shaft into her mouth and each time her tongue would lick his balls.

 

    I felt George stiffen and take in a deep breath, just then he let out a huge moan and pulled his cock away from my mouth just as his cock started spraying cum onto my tits, I grabbed his cock and forced it into my mouth sucking each drop and savoring his wonderful taste. I wanted more of this man; I looked up into his eyes and asked him to fuck me.

 

      I could hear my husband moaning behind me as the sound of Suzie sucking his cock became louder and fiercer.

 

      George bent me over the bed and slowly pushed his cock into my tight wet pussy. He started out putting in one inch at a time, and oh he felt so good! Finally he got his entire cock into my tight hole and began thrusting back and forth moving slow then suddenly faster leaving me wanting more of him.

 

      I turned just as I heard Suzie moan and saw her on top of my husband riding him like a wild bull. My husband’s eyes were shut tight taking deep breaths and trying not to moan out loud. Suzie was moaning loud at this point and I could see her pussy dripping juice down my husband’s balls.

 

      Watching another woman fuck my husband turned me on so much! I began to tell George to fuck me harder; I suddenly wanted him deep and wanted him to pound my wet pussy even harder.

 

      George began to lose control and started to moan and yell, “you’re pussy is so tight”! “I want to cum in your tight pussy”!

 

      At this point I couldn’t hold back any longer and I let go and screamed a sound of pleasure as I came all over Georges cock, drenching his dick and balls, just then George lost control himself and shot a hot load of cum deep into my pussy. I felt wave after wave of hot cum shoot inside my pussy as he came for the second time. I moved out from in front of George and took his cock into my mouth sucking the last of the cum off his cock, and cleaning all of my sweet juices from his shaft.

 

    We both lay together watching Suzie fuck the shit out of my husband. My husband flipped Suzie over onto the bed driving his cock deep into her pussy pounding her like there was no tomorrow causing Suzie to scream out in complete sexual satisfaction, by now my husband was no longer holding back his own moans either. My husband began to pound her fast and hard taking his cock as deep as it would go, Suzie let go and exploded all over his cock and balls just as he let go as well and came deep into her pussy.

 

      I went over to my husband and took his cock and shoved it into my mouth sucking his cock clean and savoring his wonderful taste as well. I can’t remember the last time either of us came as hard as we did today.

 

    Suzie took my husband by the hand and led him to the shower where they soaped and felt each other up. George made his way down to my dripping pussy and slowly started to run his tongue around my swollen clit, sucking then licking and teasing. I was tired however I wanted more of him so I just laid back and enjoyed the wonderful feeling. He began to eat my pussy fucking me with his tongue, sticking it in deep then sucking my clit and licking around my hole, this began to drive me crazy as I grabbed his head and shoved it into my pussy begging him to take me. He continued to eat my pussy until I once again had a mind blowing orgasm and came right in his mouth. This time I made him share my sweet nectar with me.

 

    Later that evening after having time to relax and catch our breath, we all agreed on one thing, we would make this trip a ritual every year, plus George and Suzie would come out to our home once a year and spend a week experiencing more mind blowing sexual pleasure!

 

    My husband leaned over kissing me hard on the mouth thanking me for the best birthday present a man could dream of. Maybe I should start thinking of other surprises for him, I sure enjoyed this one!!

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Tag  young love two lovers meet on one memorable night It was one of the best winters we had in the last couple years. I was now 19 and my friends thought we should take advantage of the weather and rent a chalet by the hill. We arrived all ready to get on the slopes, we decided to leave straight away and not waste the day. Our ski trips were always a lot of fun but this year was special. Erica had decided to join us. Throughout high school I always found myself doing odd, some may say perverse things around her. She was in my Latin class and I would make it a point to follow her just to see her walking in those tight jeans. Our relationship throughout high school was nothing special. One of my friends had gone out with her soon after I met her so I didn’t really pursue it. That did not last long, but we moved to different universities and she left my town. So seeing her was a bit of a problem. Erica was feeling sore the next day and said that she did not feel like going. Her best friend tara said she would stay with her, but my best friend, Tom, knew I could use the time alone so he persuaded his girl, tara to come with him and I stayed back.

Erica and I always had very good conversations so we started talking about university the friends we had met and what we missed about high school. That night a storm hit and stranded our friends at the other end of the ski resort. The heater had also been acting up so it got very cold. We decided to call it a night and we both went to our separate bed rooms. I decided a bit later that it was really cold and I should go spend some time in the hot tub to warm up. I took a beer and sat down in the tub. half and hour later I saw erica come out, she was shivering. And had a sexy red bikini and a thong on. The bikini pushed up her breasts and the cold made her nipples hard I felt my erection starting to grow. There was an awkward silence and I decided to invite her into the tub. She came in but you could tell she noticed me checking her out as she was blushing. She stepped up and slipped on the edge and fell I caught her, unknowingly grabbing her breasts. They felt so warm and firm. She reached down to gain her balance but found another surprise quivering beneath the water. She must not have realized for a few seconds but then I saw her eyes flinch and she processed what she was touching. It seems these moments of awkwardness are the points where I am bravest. I told her how I had felt about her and that I had loved her since I first met her in grade 9. To my surprise she said she felt the same way and had only not acted on it because Tara said she had a crush on me. Tara had met tom in grade 12 and I was sure she loved him and, she was a great person, but my reaction to this was, “Bitch” Just then Tara kissed me, “we could have had four years together, lets not waste any more” She pulled of my shorts and I undid her bikini. I kissed her down her neck then started kissing her breasts the sweetness of her skin masked the taste of the chlorine water that was running down her breasts and dripping off her now erect nipples. I started sucking on one nipple and as I did she grabbed my other hand and put it on her other breast. I started fondling her left breast while sucking her other nipple. I then made my way slowly down her flat stomach pausing slightly at her belly button then moving down her toned legs. I then made may way to the lips of her pussy. I gently kissed them and felt her react, I stuck my tongue inside of her and tasted the sweet juices inside. I made my way up to her clitoris and gently sucked it while sliding my fingers inside of her. Soon she was cuming and was very quick to return the favour. She started sucking me stiff cock while fondling my balls. I told her I was about to cum and she said I want you to do it inside of me I said I did not have a condom, but she said she was on the pill. I told her we should go up the the bed but she wanted it right now she jumped on me and I put myself inside of her. She was on top and had all the control, I felt some slight resistance and knew that I had just taken her virginity as she had mine. Then I was inside It was so tight and I had never felt anything like that before. Her thrusts became more intense and so, feeling she was now comfortable I started to thrust in tune with her and then we both had intense orgasms and went to sleep together. I woke up the next morning my hand cupping her breasts, she was already awake and she said we should go make some breakfast as our friends should be back soon. We made the breakfast together and then sat together in-front of the fire. Tom and Tara were the first back and as they came through the door and saw my arm around Erica, Tom just smiled at me but Tara looked shocked. I took some pride in that look knowing she had kept us apart all these years. The rest came back and we had a great last day on the slopes.

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Tag  oral sex, fingering, risk of discovery, memories The risk of being caught is hotter than we remember it being when we were younger. View Author’s Copyright Information

 

Remember those high-school Friday nights? Sitting in the car in the driveway, the radio playing on low—the conversation faltering as you tried to prolong the pleasure of your date’s company.   Remember wondering when the kiss would happen?   How did those days disappear so quickly?   If you’re like me, and high-school was more than half your life ago, then you might enjoy a little tale about the last time my guy and I made out after a dat

 

The air was chilly, and the stars were bright in the early February sky.   Valentine’s Day was coming, with all its chocolate and rose petals, and black lace panties…but tonight was just an average Friday night—a date night, like so many others, that started with a movie, then dinner, and—if all went according to plan—might end up with some really great bedroom sex.

 

But things turned out to be a little different.   Nothing drastic happened, except that his warm fingers reached for mine more often across the dinner table.   His eyes sparkled when I laughed, and he talked—really talked—about something, anything, I really don’t remember what.   I do remember, though, as we drove home, my chilled fingers warming themselves on his thigh, and his chatting like someone had thrown a switch after replacing his batteries.  

 

As we pulled into the driveway, he turned off the engine, and left the 80’s station broadcasting memories over the radio.   I turned to face him in my seat.   While our unsupervised teenagers played video games and ordered on-demand-movies in the house, we sat outside grinning at each other like we were the adolescents and they the parents sitting up until we returned home safely.   We reminisced, laughed and relaxed. Those high-school-date jitters swept over me once again, as I sat with one eye on his lips, the other on the front porch light.   I realized that I was hoping it wouldn’t come on; that nobody was watching from the front of the house.

 

He was a little surprised when I initiated, by putting my knees in my seat and leaning across the console to kiss him.   My hands pressed against his chest. My tongue slipped into his mouth to snake around and explore that sweet spot underneath.   It didn’t take long for him to possessively wrap his arms around my waist and pull me into his lap.   I giggled like a school-girl, and tangled my fingers in his hair as his hands slipped beneath my blouse and fingered the bottom edge of my bra.   He was planning to try for second base.  

 

I moaned softly to egg him on a little, and squirmed a bit in his lap.   Sufficiently encouraged, he responded by kicking back his seat as he expertly unclipped my bra with two fingers.   Turning to straddle him, I slipped my hands beneath his shirt and nibbled on that sensitive muscle tensing just below his jaw.   I could taste the warmth of his flesh, and from somewhere deep in my memory the smell of Polo filled my nose.   Soon we were pawing at each other, his fingers down the front of my jeans, my blouse unbuttoned, and my nipples pressed against his.     

 

And then, there were headlights.  

 

We gasped, ducked our heads, thankful at least for the light tint on the windows.   Holding our breath, we watched the pizza delivery guy walk past the driver’s side window, and climb the steps to ring our doorbell.   I could feel my lover’s heartbeat pounding in my chest.   Our eyes were wide, and our bodies frozen half in fear of being discovered, half in arousal at the thrill.   The front porch light temporarily blinded me, and I was glad that we’d had the foresight to recline the seat.   I peeked over the bottom edge driver’s side window, and I whispered the unfolding drama in a low, excited voice.

 

It was my son who opened the door, his tall, lanky shadow stretching across the front walk.   The expression on his face told me he was too concerned with the pizza in the box, and maybe his paused video, game to notice or question why mom and dad’s car was back in the driveway, while we were nowhere in sight.   Forking over the cash and grabbing the warm pizza with a grin, he closed the door.

 

We dared to breathe.

 

Never even suspecting that we were crouched just inches away, the delivery driver passed our car, got back into his, and sped off down the road.   We erupted in nervous laughter, relieved that we’d gotten away with our little escapade.   But suddenly, I felt his arms clamping around me again, and his mouth smothering mine.   The urgency was palpable.   We were flying high on the danger and our narrow escape.   There was no stopping us now.

 

Soon, the windows were fogged over, and a moist heat filled the small space where we lay, tangled in each others arms, mouths, and half-on-half-off clothing.   I pulled away from him and repositioned my knees in the passenger seat.   His groans of protest lasted only a moment, as I reached for his belt, and released his throbbing cock.   It sprang out of its prison and beckoned me to come closer.   I obligingly dived in.

 

He groaned aloud as I slipped my mouth over his engorged tip.   I could tell he’d only hoped our adventure would progress so far.   He fisted his hands into my long, dark hair, and arched his back as I wrapped my left hand around the base of his shaft and cupped his balls with my right.   As he began to swell and grow slicker with my saliva, I tightened my grip just enough to increase his pleasure, twisting my soft fist around him as I flattened my tongue and wrapped it around the sensitive underside of his rod.   I began sucking softly at first, letting my tongue flick over all the most sensitive spots I knew so well.

 

As his excitement grew, I began to slide him in and out of my warm, wet mouth, going a bit deeper with each stroke, and increasing the suction a fraction at a time. I imaged I was sucking a thick, creamy milkshake through a straw.   He reached over with his right hand and tweaked first one nipple then the other—alternating as I moaned into his crotch.   The vibrations made him shudder and I could feel his legs tensing beneath me and his balls drawing in tightly as the pressure built.   I couldn’t help thinking that at any minute a neighbor, or one of our children might be tapping on the window, and the sense of urgency drove me to a frantic pace.   It wasn’t long before his legs jerked and his body convulsed as my mouth filled with his tangy, thick cum.   I swallowed—–swallowed, and swallowed until I felt him relax and soften in my mouth.   Then I leaned back and took a shaky breath while he looked at me with utter bewilderment.   I could tell he was asking himself what had gotten into me.

 

He grinned as I slid my pants down over my hips and guided his left hand back to my quivering, wet pussy.   He knew exactly what I wanted, and quick.   So he raised his seat and slipped two fingers inside of me so fast that I yelped at the sensation.   In the lifetime we’ve spent together he’s learned to bring me to climax expertly with either his right or left hand.   I shuddered as he flicked his left thumb over my clit, and groaned loudly as he pressed his pinky against my tight rosebud.   He moved quickly, for maximum impact, my arousal providing all the lubrication he needed.   His fingers jammed tightly into me, twisting, turning, flicking across my lips, my clit, against my backside.   I exploded in a flash, dripping sticky, wet cream all over his hands.

 

He tortured me for a few moments more, watching me writhe and twitch in excruciating pleasure. Then he reached across me to the glove box, and pulled out a handful of napkins from the all-night taco place.   We laughed again as we made an effort to clean ourselves up, and rearrange our clothing before facing the children.   The icy night air rushed over us, as I stepped shakily from the car, and took his arm.   This was a night neither of us would soon forget, and something told me as we mounted the steps, his hand squeezing the soft flesh of my ass, that the great bedroom sex I’d anticipated earlier might very well be straight ahead.

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