I looked at her and asked with a teasing smile,”Did you come.” She just
laughed. Needless to say that was her first time on top. After a rest we
jumped back into the shower for a quick rinse. As we were drying off I said
we never did finish that coffee. We went back into the kitchen and got a
cup of joe. Then we went back to the bathroom and talked as she dried her
har. She asked why I didn’t take her hair down sooner. “Good question.” I
asked how I was doing on those fantasies of hers and she said that there
were still more she could think of but I had a good start. Now I had a
fantasy I want to fill but I couldn’t tell her or it would ruin it. It was
getting dark so she grabbed a robe and went into the other room to make
sure the blinds were closed. When they were I came into the living room
and took her robe. “You won’t need that.” We sat on the couch for awhile
and listen to the rain again. I wasn’t mad it was raining now. Then I said
lets eat. Her eyes lit up. “I mean food.” I asked if she had the fixin’
for a salad. No fried food tonight. She asked if I didn’t eat fried food
and I said looking down at myself then her, not tonight. Spatter you know,
ouch. She just laughed. She got some veggies out of the frig and took them
to the sink to clean. I watched as she leaned over the sink cleaning them.
I started to get hard at the site of that sweet back side of hers.

I next worked on her belly but by passed her love triangle. I worked down
one leg then up the other carefully and slowly. Then I acted as though to
accidentally put to much on her upper body. I then got on top of her and
rubbed myself around on her. She then rolled me over and took the oil
from me. She straddled me at the waist and started to oil up my chest.
She played with my nipples and moved down to my legs passing my out
stretched cock. When she came back up my other leg she stopped at my
cock put a lot of oil on it and set the bottle down. She worked my
cock with both hands until I couldn’t take it any longer. I stopped her
and she looked at me in disappointment. I just said trust me. I lead
her into the shower and started the water. We both got in and got wet.

I leaned forward
and kissed her neck worked my way down to her tits. I worked my way down to
that beatiful lace bra and could see her nipples through the wet material.
I stopped at the junction between those luscious mounds and to my delight
it was a front hooker. I undid the hook and let them hang free. I would say
they were about 36c+. Large enough and well shaped. I put both hands around
the base and started to lick the nipple making my circles larger and larger.

She had the jack and the lug wrench out and seem to not know a whole lot
more. Like I said we Mustang owner stick together. I offered to help which
she quickly accepted. She had a business suit on but had the jacket off. Her
off white blouse was open down the front and fit loose so I couldn’t tell
what the size of her tits were. Her gray skirt went down to about six
inches below the knee and her dark stockings and high heels made a nice
outfit. I started to work on the jack and began to wish she was working
on my jack. She knelt down beside me and started to make small talk. This
was one of those times I was glad I have good peripheral vision because
her blouse was open enough I could see part of her nice lace bra. From
what I could see she had a good sized pair of hooters. I asked her what
she did and she said she was a traveling salesperson. My mind went wild.

I went
in the mall and stopped by the record store. I always go to the same store
because they have the best looking gals of the three stores. We are talking
hot! They have one gal that looks like Whitney Houston. I love equal
opportunity especially when it looks like that. I made my selection and
checked out. I thought my luck was about to change when my dream gal
checked me out. Well she sounded as good as she looked but I miss cued
and was on my way.




I left the mall worse that when I came in. When I
got to the door it looked like rain again and I thought shit. When I got
close to the car I saw someone down by the wheels. Great, now somebody is
trying to steal my wheels. What else could happen. I quickly got over to
the car and saw a lady trying to change the tire on the blue Mustang.

Donna was still busy fingering
herself. I looked into the mirror, and the blonde
Donna was resting quietly, her eyes closed and a
contented smile on her face.




I glanced at the clock on the dresser. Only 45
minutes had passed since I had rang the door bell!
What an afternoon!!!

Donna whimpered and ground her pussy into my face
with renewed vigor, the hairy insides of her thighs
feeling like sandpaper against my cheeks, as I had
stopped licking her pussy to watch the sexy scene
unfold in the mirrors. I renewed my efforts and she
quieted down, lifting up again slightly and releasing
my head from the grip of her thighs.
I could feel the pressure build in my cock, and
knew that orgasm was impending. I could not last much
longer, and hoped the blonde was near hers so that I
wouldn’t disappoint her at this late stage of the
game. I needn’t have worried!
Just as I was thinking about her, she yelled,
“OH, GOD… I’M CUMMING AGAIN!!!”
Again?? I hadn’t realized she had already had
an orgasm! I let myself go and rammed into her again
and again, and could feel Donna’s finger rubbing
against my cock through the thin membrane that
separated the anus from her pussy. The blonde started
flopping around so wildly that I had a hard time
keeping my cock inside her, and I had to grab her hips
forcefully. My fingers dug into her fleshy thighs
unforgivingly as I demanded that she remain on my
cock. I had to have been hurting her with my grip,
but she seemed not to notice as I pounded into her
sopping cunt.

As Donna held my cock vertical, the blonde
lowered herself until the wet slit of her pussy was
brushing the head of it, tickling it unforgivingly.
She rocked backwards and forwards until she could feel
it enter the right spot and then slammed down onto it,
screaming as it tore into her.
“It’s HUGE,” she shouted to nobody in particular!
“I’ve never felt anything so good! I wish Jim’s was
this big.” (I’ve since found out, much to my own
humility, that I’m somewhat larger that average, but
NOT huge. Poor Jim must have been hung like an eight-
year-old.)
The blonde Donna was tight! Much to my
disappointment, though, she wasn’t nearly as
accomplished lover as my Donna. While tight and wet
and hot, she had little muscle control. But she WAS
enthusiastic. She absolutely loved riding my stony-
hard dick, and wriggled and bounced on it until my
balls ached.

I had to reach back with my hands, which had been
on her thighs, to push on her weighty butt, forcing
her away from my face so that I could breathe. She
whined with dismay as my mouth left her clitoris and
I gasped for breath! All this time, Donna kept riding
my hard cock, moving faster and faster on it as she
approached an orgasm.
Donna came within a few minutes, and she sat down
hard on my rigid cock, driving it into her until I
thought it would burst past her cervix into her
waiting womb, and wriggled around on it grinding her
clitoris into my pelvis. I could see her fabulous
brown nipples, standing out straight from the slight
mounds of her breasts, which were covered in a deep
red rash of pleasure. She was gasping like a
championship swimmer after an Olympic tryout, her lips
stretched tightly across her crooked teeth, half
smile, half grimace as she rubbed her wet crotch
against mine.

She sighed with pleasure, but instructed me
further. “That’s good Bobby, but I like it to be
sucked — HARD,” she told me.
I complied and was greeted with a gush of warm
liquid! She was lactating! I could feel her quiver
as the tepid liquid passed from her sensitive nipple
into my waiting mouth. It was sweet tasting beyond
my experience, and I cannot today explain the taste,
other than it was wonderful, and sexy, at the same
time. She moaned with pleasure as her body rocked in
large shudders.
“Oh, Bobby, You’ll never know how GOOD that
feels,” she murmured as I continued to suck at her
glorious nipple. She had stopped stroking my cock as
Donna enveloped the whole thing in her talented mouth,
wrapping her fingers around the base of it and
squeezing it as she liked to do, to hold my ejaculate
in.

Once
I asked her why she didn’t shave it. She told me she
was so thin that she wasn’t attractive in a bikini,
and decided it wasn’t worth the trouble. One could
see a definite line at the top of each leg where she
shaved the fleecy stuff at the line of her briefs.
She asked me if I found it unattractive, and I
honestly told her I didn’t… just unusual.

Continuing her touch,
Ann lightly touched the bulging pantie where the dampness showed
like a dark spot and marked the location of the pussy’s opening.
“Oh my God,” moaned Julie,”I’m going to explode!”
“Easy does it,”Ann said as she slid down the plain cotton
panties and placed them on the coffee table.”Just relax and
enjoy.”

She’s twenty and a sight for my sore horny eyes. As a receptionist, she’s more
than capable on the job. As a casual sex partner, she’s above average. I’ve
been an ass man for the longest time and would get a thrill watching Nancy
parade her pussy around the office. She always wears tight slacks and when I
focus on the lines of her panties I just about bite through my lower lip. One
night, she had agreed to help with extra paper work. As we talked, I told her
of my wife’s recuperation. Nancy was genuinely concerned and sympathized when I
casually mentioned out current kick of abstinence.

She blushed a little but was really turned on. She came up to me, pressing her
pussy against my groin. “I can understand what you’re going through right now.
And besides, I wouldn’t mind getting it on with you. I’d enjoy it.”

“An older man?”

She yanked my hammer. “A better man.”

I wrapped my arms around her and we started tongue kissing. It wasn’t long
before her clothes were piled in a heap next to mine. I took a long moment to
admire her nymph like beauty. Parting her thighs, she lowered herself once I
sat between her legs. She was really in her prime, her pretty pink pussy
dripping with sweet tasting juices. I brought her off with my mouth and Nancy
said it was the first time a guy was able to do that. Grateful and more than
eager to please, she asked, “How can I give you pleasure?”

I touched her asshole and she squirmed. “Alright,” she whispered getting on all
fours.

Her white ass was soft to my touch. I buried my face between those satiny
cheeks and lubricated her opening first with my tongue, then with a finger of
pussy juice. That relaxed her and that beautiful beige asshole puckered,
spreading wider and wider. She was hot, gently gyrating her ass in my face and
moaning. When the bulbous head of my dick brushed her back door, she sobbed. I
worked my way in slowly so as not to hurt her. When I eased in most of the way,
I started pumping nice and steady. She met my thrusts by pounding her buttocks
against me and urging me all the way. I hammered good and hard, flooding her
hole with my cum. After resting fifteen minutes, Nancy and I did it again.

Several years ago, my husband had to be in Austin and, in order to keep me
occupied, we took along a friend we lovingly referred to as ‘our wife’.
She was a lovely woman whose best features were an insatiable sexual
appetite and an absolutely astonishing bust line. (38 D at the least).
She was a little self conscious about going braless but the effect was so
startling that we encouraged her to do so at all reasonable opportunities.
The drive to Austin had been a show for the truckers with Judy and I
exposing our bodies at various intervals. Her nipples were continuously
tight and erect and I couldn’t resist encouraging them with a friendly
tweak or two. She, on the other hand, saw to it that my skirt was high
enough up my thighs that the tops of my stockings and the suspenders of
my garterbelt were in view. We had a lovely dinner and danced til 2:00. In
the morning each of us seducing my husband. Judy was so very good in the
seduction department and never failed to turn us both on. When we
returned to our room, we enjoyed each other tremendously, but had to
limit ourselves so he could get some sleep for the next morning. I awoke
after he had left and decided a shower would make me feel a lot better.
I went into the bath room and began the ritual and after entering the
shower stall, found that I was still very excited from the night before.
Remembering his cock buried deep into Judy’s mouth was a sight to behold.
I soaped my body and the silky feel of the suds made my hands roam over
my breasts, tweaking my hard nipples. Both Judy and I keep our pubic hair
totally shaved and as I soaped myself, I discovered how smooth and silky
it felt. I spent several minutes seductively playing with myself and
discovered that my fingers could enter my moist slit very easily. I began
stroking my pubis with one hand, while running the fingers of my other hand
into my open cunt. This really felt good, why hadn’t I tried it before?
The soap was one of my very favorites and it filled the bath with its
sweet fragrance. I was so busy running my hands over my body that I hadn’t
heard when Judy entered the bathroom and watched me through the clear glass
shower door. I was really quite pleased when she opened the door and joined
me in the shower. Judy reached for me and hugged me tight. Her ample boobs
touching my smaller ones gently at first and then seemed to massage them
when she moved from side to side. The soapy suds helped as we did our
little dance in the shower sliding our bodies together. Soap was everywhere
it seemed. I was rubbing it all over her body as well as my own. Suds
ran down our breasts, through the valley between and on toward our tummies.
When our triangles rubbed together, we couldn’t help but take advantage of
his added stimulation. She and I rubbed ourselves together trying desperate-
ly for the clit to clit friction. The hot water beat on our bodies and
added to our heat as we frantically rubbed our bodies together. We were
startled out of our reverie when the shower door opened again and my hubby
stepped in! He had been standing at the door watching the show and his
hard cock was evidence of the effect that we had on him. Judy dropped to
her knees and grabbed him into her hot mouth. I rubbed the suds over his
shoulders and chest from behind as she sucked the entire length of his cock
into her mouth. He was thrusting in to her so deep that his balls were
bouncing off her chin as she pulled his ass toward her face. Her pulling
parted his cheeks and gave me an idea. I soaped up my finger and gently
slid it into his tight asshole. He moaned so loudly that I was afraid the
neighbors would hear. Judy loved it too because his cock got harder and he
fucked her face with renewed passion. I was afraid he’d cum in her greedily
waiting mouth but Judy knew us too well to allow that to happen. She
slithered up, drawing two soapy lines up his hairy body with her huge boobs.
She stepped around him and pulled me into her arms turning me around so
that my back was pushed up against her slippery globes. I couldn’t wait
any longer, I had to have cock!!!! I lifted my leg and manuvered my pussy
so that I could get the head into my steaming hole. He lifted me and I was
suspended. My arms around his neck and the very core of my existence
impaled on his hard rod. Judy came around behind me and took my arms so
that I could leanack into the splashing water as he plunged into my deepest
cavern. I couldn’t hold out for long and it was my turn to disturb the
neighbors with sounds of pure passion. As I slid to the floor, an exhausted
but totally satisfied wreck, Judy moved around and bent over so as to
present him with her curvy ass and me with her sensuous mouth to kiss. He
wasn’t about to refuse her invitation and with a little lubrication from
the soap and her pussy juices he buried himself to the balls in her steamy
anus. I squirmed under her and managed to get my fingers into her pussy and
my mouth on her throbbing clit. It was unbelievably sensuous feeling my
husband’s cock violating her tiny bud as my fingers plundered her pussy.
Judy couldn’t stand much of this without cumming and, in moments she began
to buck and moan as her orgasm swept over her like tidal waves. Her sounds
and the clinching of her tight little hole brought him to the brink and
this time when I slipped my soapy finger into his ass he pumped her full.
His cock popped out of her like a champagne cork and we scrambled out of
the shower because the hot water had been used and we were being showered
with what felt like ice water. Even to this day, none of us can remember
who turned the shower off but we all remember the sweet feelings of
fullfillment as we snuggled in each other’s arms and slept the afternoon
away…..What happened after we awoke is, of course, another story…..

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