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My story is true. It took place exactly 4 days ago in a 5* hotel in Tunisia. I was eager to be able to tell it, to be able to remember every detail and never to forget it. Since this extraordinary adventure, my panties are still wet, I can't stop thinking about it and I had to masturbate twice today to make sure I had clear ideas to tell it. Tonight, everyone is in bed, it's 1am, music in the background, I start and I already have my pussy all wet....

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So 4 days ago, I was in Tunisia in a beautiful 5* hotel for a family trip. I'm black, thin. I'm 5'6" tall and weighs 53kg. I am the mother of a beautiful 2-year-old half-breed girl. As a couple for almost 10 years, I have always taken care of my body, I am of the beautiful buttock type and well built because I live with the idea that my partner must find me beautiful and sexy despite the years. So I find myself in this beautiful hotel with my boyfriend, our daughter, my mother-in-law, my father-in-law, my brother-in-law and my sister-in-law. Arriving on Sunday for a week, we quickly made the decision to go to the hotel's magnificent spa on Friday. My boyfriend is really not a fan of massages, so he decides to stay with our daughter, which allows us to make an appointment every 5 of us to have an appointment on Friday at the same time. In the meantime, each member of my in-laws declares that they would not want a man to massage them. It has already happened to almost everyone and if they have a choice, they will be massaged by a woman. At the same time I tell myself that I don't care as long as I have an excellent 50-minute massage, no matter who does it, it's fine with me.

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Arrives on Friday. At 6:40 pm we all meet by the pool to give a kiss to my darling and our daughter and head to the spa. We're a little early. While talking with my sister-in-law, in the waiting room I see a very handsome man passing right behind her. He wears a white uniform, he's Tunisian. It lasts a quarter of a second but my gaze falls into his. Her beauty and her face hit me hard. I wouldn't want my sister-in-law to feel anything, so I turn around slightly and, I see the man entering a storage room right behind her. I see only a shadow in my field of vision, but a shadow that looks at me. The spa receptionist tells us that all 5 of us can go up the stairs and we will be guided upstairs. I don't turn around. Once on the floor, another Tunisian in white is waiting for us and takes over. He explains that 4 of us will be with a woman and only one person with a man. Despite my father-in-law's instructions, all the female staff are in attendance. At the same time, staff members dressed in white climb the stairs and line up in front of us. There are four women and the man I met downstairs! Her eyes hit me and plunged into mine. It only lasts a few seconds. It only took me a moment to grab my stepfather tenderly by the arm when he said, "Well, I choose you sir, I sacrifice myself! ». I answered him "But no Alexander, enjoy this moment! We talked about it the other day and, unlike you, whether it's a man or a woman, it doesn't bother me at all, so I insist. "He thanked me, stroked my cheek and was relieved to enter the cabin next to mine with a woman in her fifties. That's when I entered the cabin of all my desires. It's hot and I'm wearing a simple black kimono dress. Underneath, a transparent bra and my swimsuit bottom. When I enter, my handsome masseur closes the door behind me. He tells me to put my things on a chair and come and lie on my stomach. I am quite amazed and before I open my dress and find myself half-naked in front of him, I look everywhere around me. My cabin is quite small, the window blind is half lowered and the light is dimmed. The three walls that make up my cabin do not go up to the ceiling. My father-in-law and mother-in-law are in the two cabins on my right. My brother-in-law and sister-in-law are in the same cabin on my left. The door that separates us from the corridor is thin and made of wood. While continuing to prepare his equipment, my eyes fall into his, and, with a predatory look, he whispers to me in the tone of the "shy?" question. This simple question makes me smile, and without taking my eyes off him, I very gently open my dress, put it on the chair next to me, and walk to the table to lie down. At the last minute, he grabs the staples of my bra and whispers in my ear "you have to take that off". I lie on my stomach, my head in the hole of the massage table, my elbows are bent, I have one hand on each side of my face and my handsome masseur puts a towel on my upper body. That's when my wildest dreams began. To the right and left, listening, I can wait for the voices in the other booths to speak softly. My masseur and I are silent. When he puts his hands full of oil on my left leg, I relax instantly. He then pulls my swimsuit panties up far into my parting and I feel my buttocks exposed. The whole context has already given me a warm feeling. I feel that everything could change, the situation is idyllic but at that moment, I dare not imagine anything and I just let myself be totally done, to be totally ingrained in the present moment. As he massages the whole of my left leg, I feel his hand approaching my sex. After a few minutes, and under the effects of the massage oil I no longer have any doubt, he massages me, looking like nothing, the thin part of skin that separates my sex from my bathing suit. He leans towards my ear and says to me, "You have soft skin". I raised my head slightly from the hole, stared into his and said "Thank you" with a smile. Come around my right leg. My stomach is burning. His hand goes much faster near my sex. He massages me from the top of my buttocks to the tips of my toes, I feel that the bottom of my body can totally belong to him, yet I put all my efforts into not shivering, not yet. My pussy is all wet, can he see it? I only see these feet moving under the table, and I feel his hands closing and making sure I knead. I can't help but have a grin when I imagine what he sees or doesn't see. My pussy is literally soaked but I don't dare to move yet. That's when he decides to drop my panties. I feel his hands on each side of my hips that have grabbed the rubber band. I finally breathe because it allows me to make a movement. To help him lower my panties, I just have to lift my rump towards him while slightly rolling my pelvis. He finds out half of my butt. I lift my chest up and lean on my elbows to turn around and look at it. It is with a look of fire that he makes me read his lips, "it's our secret?" by putting the index finger on his mouth? And it was at that moment that I was able to answer YES silently with an assurance that I rarely knew myself. This time I was sure something was going to happen and, no matter what, I had only one desire, it was to be totally surrendered to him. He started by slipping his thumb along my parting, he stroked my anus and went into my sex. The penetration of her fingers caused me to discharge all over my body and I felt liberated for the first time. He kept fingering me with his thumb while massaging my clitoris. My whole body was excited. I lay down all along absolutely excited to be fingered by this man, a stranger, by this feeling of hot oil and this confident hand that was slowly but so fully massaging me. I realized that the danger of my cabin neighbours was more than delicious and then my handsome masseur slowed the movement down, stopped. Then walked away. My head was still in the hole in the table but my eyes opened instantly. It took me a few seconds to elbow down and look for it. He was with his back to me, facing his table. When he turned around, it was the first time he smiled so frankly at me, saying, "Are you ready to continue? "I wasn't smiling, I made a slack and it was my butt that called him. I jiggled. I think that's when I took over and I'll never regret it. He approached the massage table, placed himself behind my head and removed the towel that blocked my upper body. His body was big and muscular above mine. My head didn't touch his chest when he started massaging both my arms, from my shoulders to the palms of my hands. Then my back, then my arms. He smelled so good...... I felt him more nervous and very excited. He started talking to me as soon as I got there.  He started talking to me about the questions in the hollow of my ear. "Your beautiful body...... Meet me tonight "It made me smile. "Meet me tonight at the beach, I'll meet you where you want... "I said no with my index finger near my slightly raised head and it made us both laugh. He ran a hand to my buttocks and grabbed my shoulders. I felt three fingers penetrate me all of a sudden. I was then so wet, so excited and so oiled that it didn't take me much longer to calibrate myself very slightly and confident in my comings and goings. Slow, silent but so intense and so deep! We were perfectly synchronized. When I think about it, I feel that my lips and clitoris were so excited that they were all swollen with excitement! After several prodigious comings and goings, he slightly pulled out his three fingers dipped in me to kiss me tenderly in the neck. His gesture touched me, made me smile, but as I had the delicious impression of being in a waking dream, I was more than decided to play it my way. To enjoy like never before, he would have to follow my rules and it was obvious that he was more than willing.

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I pushed his kiss back into my neck by quickly releasing a hand and pressing on his forehead. Moving his face away from my neck, touching his warm forehead and shaved hair without looking at him triggered a new sensation in my stomach. I don't think he felt it, but my reaction made him laugh at that moment, he cleared himself, walked around my body and placed it next to my right leg. With a firm gesture he spread my legs and I am almost certain that he put his whole hand into my pussy. She was waiting for this!!! His hand, conical, enters like butter. I camber myself slightly more so that his fist penetrates me even more fully. He plows me, faster and faster. My whole body is preparing to come. He talks in my ear but I can't hear anything anymore. Her excitement and perfect knowledge of this other person that I am fascinates me. I feel whole and perfectly present in his hands. When he moves his mouth closer to my neck again to touch me with a kiss, this time I don't push him away but the pressure I put on his forehead by crushing my hand, pushes me to push my pelvis down on his fist at the same time. The discharge I received at that moment was intense. My orgasm live cam free was silent and all the more intense. My whole vagina was taken up with contractions and I felt that they were pressing in a totally uncontrolled way on her fist. He didn't move a millimeter all the time I enjoyed it. My hot and dripping pussy could sink in a gouluous way around her stable and strong fist until very small but intense pulsations. When my orgasm was over, he took his fist out of my pussy and started massaging my pussy's entrance with the flat of his hand in slow, circular movements. What a wonderful and gentle feeling to recover from fisting and a huge orgasm. My handsome masseur keeps asking me questions, he wants to know my name, whispers that he wants me for a whole night, tonight, he begs me..... I turn my head to look at him and with a mischievous smile, I nod my head. It makes me smile webcam, but it's decomposing.  "But why?" "I'm married." He seems even more confused. "Is he your husband? Does he whisper to me while popping the booth right next to my stepfather? I'm a little wheezy. "No, it's his father. My husband is not here, but, he is here.... "He looked at me, grabbed my butt and ordered me," turn around! ». I did it by realizing that we had to have at least 30 minutes left to share, that I was finally going to see him face-to-face, touching myself, and that the adventure was not yet over....Live Redhead Porn  Thank you for coming here so far for the reading. As I said at the beginning of my writing, all the facts reported really happened to me. 4 Days later I'm still perfectly excited about it. If you want to know the rest and end of my story, leave me a comment. In the meantime, and I promise, I'll come back and read it again. This is a very first draft. It's 4:00 in the morning.

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We had trouble removing the hoods, they had tied a knot at the base and we couldn't see the car when we could see. The moon wasn't too bright, but at least I saw that we were on the edge of the canal and on a dirt road. The little stones would come in under the feet, but which way to go? Through the leaves of the trees I could see lights but what a village! Next door and held to me by the handcuff the guy was shaking. Are you cold? Porn Live Sex: 

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No, but I don't live very far away and if anyone sees me I'll be labelled as a man's pussy! Already with what they've marked on your skull, they'll understand quickly. What did they mark? Lope PD and with the hole you have. Anyone who sees us would quickly understand. All right, we'll go down to the village to read the name on the sign and if we hear a car we'll hide. When I pulled him by hand I brushed his tail in the cage, the skin was sticking out of the grids. Are you excited too? Despite me, yes. Funny, I put his hand on my dick too. Don't fuck around, we don't even know where we are and naked. Well, there's a little way there. Suck my dick. Docile he did it and with my only free hand I pinched his nipples. Go for it. Go for it. He stopped more until I yelled at my pleasure, sending him my juice and holding him to swallow. At the same time a car passed not far on the road. At least we knew where this road was and we got closer. It wasn't a major road, but at least we were walking better. There was a car but across the street and we only had time to get into the ditch so we wouldn't be seen. At least I had seen the back of the panel. All that remained was to wait for another car in the same direction. Glued together it wasn't unpleasant even if there was more comfort.

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Finally a car drove by and I could read the sign. Briennon. We were not far away but we were not walking in the right direction. We had to go back to the other side. I think he was freaking out more than I was and every time we got in the ditch we'd get stuck. I finally saw the road that went to the right. Now I recognize myself but there are a few houses to pass and we have to be quiet. If there's a dog, we run. We'll go through the canal at a lock and turn right. Be especially careful with the noise. As soon as we turned right the road turned into a towpath and he held me back so as not to hurt his feet, the idiot. Fortunately, we passed the last house. There was a dog barking but quite far away I think. When we arrived there was a car outside the door that neither he nor I knew. We hesitated and then I rang the bell. Manuel came to open the door. You've been a long time! Go rinse under the jet. He sniffed my co-manager. You smell like sperm, you can't help but suck even bitches! Wash yourself well everywhere, there's a pear for your asses, we have visitors. You will join us clean! He took out the key and untied the handcuff from our wrists. My first gesture was to feel my hole but apart from a new flexibility everything seemed normal to me to the touch. We showered the water was fresh and we weren't hard when we got to the door. There were the three guys, in shorts and T-shirts but another one, naked without any complexes and why would he have had any! His dick hung between his thighs passing over his balls. So these are your two bastards?

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Yeah, the old lady is very docile and open even for Manu but the other one doesn't want it, well, not yet. Why does he have this cage? He gets hard and jerks off all the time, it's for his health. Nicolas had a laugh. You have to teach him and reward him. If he wants to use his dick he has to do this or that. For example, come lick my ass and the hole and I'll take off your cage. Come on, don't be shy! He had turned around showing a small hole tight between his hairless buttocks. Do you have to be whipped for that or what? No, I'm coming. He got down on his knees and kissed his ass. Better than that! I want to feel your tongue pointing into my hole. This is better! I could see his tail rising. Do you want to try the old bitch or should I kick her in first? I was humiliated to be called the old lady but well I was at worst thirteen years older than them. Yeah, suck my dick before, then you'll be caught deep down. I put myself under them to pump and I had seen worse but not in me. I salivated a lot before he was satisfied. He pushed my companion out to push his tail further and further away until I yelled at him. There he ploughed me for his pleasure without taking care of mine. Nicolas, take the young girl's cage off, I want to see him fuck the old lady. As soon as the cage was removed, he bandaged, released. The guy got off my ass. Go to you, a bitch on a hot bitch. I don't know if he would have done it from the front, but from the back he took me and moved like a beast up my ass. The others laughed, wanking gently as they watched the young ass unleash itself in my butt. After coming he went to suck Nicolas. The guy wanted to see me take Manuel's dick and I put my thighs spread across a table, the hole well exposed. Manu put some lubricant on the glans and put some on my hole. I was just thinking about relaxing, but I still yelled when he entered me. Even glued to me like that, the glans didn't pass the rings and he filed me like that, the hole always wide open. I kept yelling, but in the end I spat on the table like him on my back. He withdrew if you can say in fact he had never fully entered and the others bent over my hole. Too bad you can't see yourself, you have a bloated crack with a protruding lope. I'll take a picture of her and email it to your inbox. Even the ex encaged one watched and looked at the hands and then the fingers. I'd try the fist, it probably doesn't look the same as Manuel's dick. Of course not, but the pleasure is different. Do you think a hand shaking in your hole could? I don't know, but if I say stop, do you stop? I saw the wink. Of course you think we are! Come to the next room, the one with the sling you know. I followed pushed by Manuel who definitely liked my ass a lot. Come on Didier, sit down, move your buttocks a little further and lift your feet. The hands had the same treatment on the wrists and Nicolas after comparing his wrists with the others spent a lot of white gel between Didier's buttocks. Well, relax, he pushed a finger that had no problem. Two with the same result. You got fucked on the way back by the old lady. Three fingers will pass without any problem. Don't start grinning, it's nothing. He was turning his fingers in the hole, bringing gel back to the hole before moving on to four fingers. Besides, you've got a hard-on for the bitch! You can jerk off later. He put his thumb in the palm of his four fingers and there it was harder, he yelled, asking to stop but too late for them, excited as they were he was going to be entitled to it. The sling was swinging and without warning he got a big slap on his buttocks and I didn't see his hand anymore, pushed down to his wrist. There! There! Calm down, I have my hand up your ass. Your anus has tightened on my wrist. Can you handle my chicken? He was still breathing in astonished to feel his fingers wiggling inside him and then I saw his smile coming despite the pain. You guys haven't stopped! Do you regret it? No more now I know I can. Well listen for tonight we're going to stop it's getting late, in fact, the day is getting up. I'll take my hand off and we'll all go to sleep, tomorrow we'll start again. He pulled, oh, gently but Didier's face tightened as the wrist cleared out of the wrist letting the hot gel slide off, which had become practically liquid. He was detached and they took us out into the yard to a cage that I hadn't noticed, under a tarpaulin. Once inside they put the tarpaulin back on. We were in the shade and there was only one mattress, we huddled together and fell asleep very quickly in the dark. Let them sleep a little bit, I'll come back to that later.

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Hervé stared at me: you see that you're not the only one who gives pleasure. I talked to him while you were waiting in the lobby and he told me you didn't get a good look at my wrists and fingers? Enjoy it, I'll hide one and I'm sure you guessed where. I opened my eyes when I looked at it. Well ok he had thin and long fingers but his wrist, anyway. I had a thrill that no one missed.

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I see you got it. You were hard when I sucked and then nothing! Laugh your tail off at rest. Frippled and so small I can't believe you're giving pleasure to it. While he was talking Eric had gone to get a pot and a black plastic sheeting that he spread on the ground just back to the stairs. I was folded in half, an ankle attached on each side showing my cock hole. Eric kept my buttocks open while Hervé, a hand a little coated with the contents of the box, put his fingers together. He made a turning movement, I felt his fingers slipping, more panicked by my imagination than by the pain, at least at the beginning, he would regularly put some cream back on. When it became pleasant he would sink a little deeper into the situation, controlling it a little more. Turning his fingers gently he waited for my hole to relax to go further, further and further. I could feel my distended hole but the feeling was far from being just pain. The humiliation of having pzar Hervé open me up to Eric was a big part of the lack of pain. I was even excited to know they were watching. Leaning on a shoulder I could touch my sex. I wasn't hard, but it was sticky and I shifted it by passing my finger around to lick that finger. The last attack was curious, the thicker one had passed and I felt my hole less painful. The fingers explored my conduit before closing on themselves in a kind of huge acorn. Hervè slowly did a few comings and goings in my ass. Eric had sat on my shoulders to see up close, jerking off I think, I could feel him moving. I took a look and he was actually sucking Hervé's cock. My master was sucking! After coming and going to relax my hole he warned me to relax as much as possible, he was going to take off his fist. The moment was intense when the clenched fist came out suddenly as if expelled from my buttocks. Hervé wiped his fingers before he spread my butt. I could feel the air in the bottom of my ass. This is the moment Hervé chose to push Eric away and empty into my wide open ass. Eric was bandaged like an iron bar and only needed a few hand movements on his sex to do the same. I was able to come too, but my cock wasn't very hard and on the tarp. They made me clean their dicks before sitting behind me to take a breath and comment on my female ass which was slowly closing up. Hervé's were more severe than Eric's.

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You're going to have to make him wear a plug, a big one that gets stuck in his butt. The best thing would be to get him to put it on himself and never alone. The same goes for removing it at night before being caught. He'll have to wash it himself, get used to the smell of his ass. I would rather see a thick plug but less than you in order to make it squeak when you penetrate it. Anyway by choosing the right plug, very big at the end and a thin part before the base to wedge it it will remain closed the day except the thin passage and will scream just as much by sweeping it. I heard everything, shivering, imagining the plug in me all day long, stirring with every move. You can also choose a dildo with several pads of different sizes to play with your ass. Look, it closes almost completely. Go ahead, take it now. Eric walked between my thighs and put his tail on what was almost a sex for him and squeaked at me with surprise. Immediately he withdrew, waiting for me to close again. You're right, he's much better at taking it that way! Give me my cell phone number, you'll regularly switch it on, or I could say it, just so her ass makes her come. Look compared to the first time, it's better he gets a little hard. A real pussy with a clit that gets excited, bigger than yours but it's just used for decoration, like his balls! Wait, I have an idea. We'll tie her balls on either side of her kid's dick, tightened so that even at rest she stays like that. It'll be great in a thong!.. Okay, good idea, but you have to milk it first. I fuck her and you jerk her off, she'll deflate later. Two of them emptied my balls and I had to unload. Still two of them pulled each ball to the side to wrap them in adhesive tights before passing the whole thing over my little sex. Isn't he cute like that? A girl's tanga to hold the plug in her beautiful pussy and we can even take her for a walk.female at night. All it takes is a wig. I kept a very nice one. Wait, I'll bring it back. Eric came back with a light chestnut wig, curly. She was adapting, but my shaved head didn't hold her very well. They put double-sided tape on top of my ears and there it was holding. Cute like that, but you need to be baptized. Hervé, you take it? Then you splash it on his face with me and then we give him his name. Okay? Okay, it's all right. Lie down, my hen, lie on your side and lift your thigh holding your foot. I understood that his little dick was still going to penetrate me in this way that showed my hole. He was quickly invested while Eric was sticking his in my face. Suck it! You're very good at that! Hervé's little dick, even if it was swollen, was only good for me, not big enough or long enough for that, but he liked to sweep my ass. I guess they were looking at each other because at the same time they came out of my holes and splashed their hot juice on my face, spreading it with their fingers, pressing it into my mouth. Now you'll be Monica. There was a famous one with a president. Go to the bottom corner and I'll take pictures of you from all angles for the guys. They attached the necklace to a ring on the floor that I had never seen before and the flash worked, facing me with the juice still flowing, thighs open to show my tail attached and back, neck almost touching the ground and ass raised, open, knees raised. You look great. I'll send this to the boys.

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 For the night we're going to buy you a short skirt and a tanga that will cover your cock but easy to spread to fuck you and that will hold the plug in your ass. How much do you wear? Size 10? We'll get you some nice heels and teach you to walk with them, it'll lift your ass. Eric, do you have any handcuffs or anything to tie him up while we go to the races? He took out the handcuffs I had already seen and fixed them in my back, attached to a radiator. Think about the dicks you're gonna have! They got dressed and disappeared.

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"Ohhhh, John, that was beautiful. So how's your day now? Still having a 'bad day'?" I giggle. "I'm having a wonderful day," you murmur gently, a soft breathiness coloring your voice. "Wait till you see what kind of NIGHT you're going to have!" I taunt, giggling again. "UH oh," you smile in response. "Oh dear!" I sigh. "I forgot. I brought home some work I have to read before tomorrow. Why don't I clean up this stuff from dinner, and I'll get started on that work. You could go relax, read the paper, or take a shower or something. Sorry love, it's just a few hours of reading. I'll make it up to you later if you are patient." You sigh as well, but smile when you detect the mischievous sparkle in my eyes. "The nite is not yet over," you think to yourself. I begin to pick up my clothes in preparation to dress, and feel your hand on my arm. "No honey, don't put those back on. Go put on that red and black thing, you know, the one with the black lace trim and those little red ties down the front." "John, my work......" I whisper, an anxious look on my face. "I promise to leave you alone until your work is done. YOU let me know when you are ready to play. I'm going to take a shower now and then I'll read the paper or watch TV till you finish." After you shower, you come into the living room looking for me.Your eyes travel around the room until you see me reclining on the couch. I'm unaware of your presence in the doorway and this gives you a moment to look at me. I did put on the red teddy with the black lace trim. It's bright red like the dress I had on earlier and has black lace around the french cut legs, and where it dips down to a V in the front just below my waist. It's almost tied closed with the three little red ties in the front. From where you are standing, you can see the gentle swell of my breasts above the black lace, as I breathe steadily, intent on my reading. The notebook I'm holding is resting on my stomach just below my breasts, and I'm slowly turning the pages as I read. You enjoy watching the subtle movement of my breasts as I lift my arm to turn the page. The light above my head shines on my hair which is flowing freelyon the pillow and around my shoulders. You walk over and kneel beside me on the floor and gently lift a curl which is resting on my upper chest. I feel the hair on the back of your hand barely brush against my skin. I sigh and turn my face towards you. You are twirling the golden curl in your fingers now, feeling its silkiness. I watch your face as your eyes travel the length of my body, enjoying how I feel as I see you look at me. Your finger lightly traces a pattern down the line of skin showing between the ties, and then around the lace at the top of my legs, until you can touch the wisps of hair framing the lace on either side of my teddy. "How much reading do you have, honey?" you ask with barely concealed impatience. "About a half hour more. Maybe a little less if I can concentrate. It's hard to think when I'm wearing this thing!!" I laugh. "All I can think about is when you are going to take it off me." "No honey," you say. "I'm going to let you read. I'll wait till you finish." You walk away and settle in a chair nearby, rustling the newspaper as you bury yourself behind it. I look at you for a moment, sitting there behind that newspaper. All I can see are your legs, and I think about having them wrapped around me when you are deep inside me. I sigh and turn back to my reading. I'm so intent on my reading, I don't hear you get up and go into the kitchen. But when you return, you stop by the couch again, and ask me, "Want a bite of ice cream?" "In a minute. Let me finish this page." You settle back in your chair with a slightly disdainful look on your face. "What a NIGHT I'm gonna have?" you question. "Newspapers, tv, ice cream!" You set the ice cream down a bit too loudly on the table next to you and pick up the paper again, and rustle it loudly as well, trying to convey your impatience to me. I smile as I close the notebook and silently cross the room and kneel down in front of you. I lightly trail my fingernails from your ankles to your knees, parting your legs slightly until I can rest between them. Peeking under the newspaper, I smile up at you sweetly and say pleadingly, "John, I want my ice cream now!" You drop the paper to the floor and pick up the bowl and spoon a big bite of ice cream and hold it out in front of me, until I open my mouth to take it. But the ice cream is melting fast and some runs down my chin and drops on your stomach, and you flinch when the coldness hits you. You laugh as you wipe the ice cream off my chin with your fingers. I grab your hand and slowly lick each finger, up and down, seeking the sweetness of the ice cream with the tip of my tongue, and then circling your palm until the stickiness is all gone, looking at you suggestively while I do this. Then I look at the ice cream on your stomach, which is starting to drip down towards the waistband of your shorts. I lick it up with just the tip of my tongue, and then move my tongue delicately across your waist until I feel you squirm just a little. I lick my way up the center of your stomach and then over to each of your nipples, swirling my tongue around until they become hard. Then I sit back a bit and ask, "Are you getting impatient over here love?" "Hmmph" you groan. "There is a limit to my patience, DARLING!" My hands are idly stroking your sides, moving across your upper chest, down the center of your stomach. My stomach is resting against your lap. I can feel the evidence of your desire beginning to stir and press against my body, feeling your heat through the thin satin fabric. "Just 10 more minutes, love, I promise." "Oh you! You wench! You tease! Just for that!!" You tug gently on the first tie, which loosens quickly and easily, knowing full well the effect this gesture will have on me, as I feel the fabric release its hold on my breasts. My nipples grow taut and press against the wisp of clothing yet covering me, seeking freedom and your touch. You smile teasingly and whisper huskily, "Back to your reading DARLING. I couldn't think of interrupting for the next 10 minutes!" Now its my turn to mumble and sigh! "Hmph!" We both know that this playful game of taunting and teasing is only intensifying and mounting our anticipation and excitement. When I return to the couch, with my back to you, I slowly and deliberately bend down to punch my pillow just so, and pick up my notebook, knowing full well that you are watching every movement. I can almost feel your loving caress as your gaze moves down my back, follows the curve of my hip, and rests on my scantily clad bottom, before I turn and open my notebook and settle down once again. I lay with my knees bent, one resting against the back of the couch, and the other idly moving up and down, again absorbed in my reading and totally unaware of the effect my unconscious movement is having on you. The teddy is cut high above the legs, and each time I swing my leg outward, you catch a fleeting glimpse of my golden hair framed against the narrow strip of black lace running between my legs. I try to concentrate for about five minutes, but my thoughts are wandering and are no longer on the words on the page. I sigh, and let the book drop to the floor and close my eyes a moment, savoring the feel of anticipation. Unconsciously, and with my eyes still closed, I touch my fingertips to my neck, and stroke along my collarbone, turning my face to one side. As my hand moves down over my shoulders, I spread my fingers and trace light patterns, moving lower, till my hand comes to rest on my left breast, and I massage until the nipple is hard in my palm. I sigh, open my eyes, and am startled when I notice you watching me with an intensity that bespeaks your own excitement. I move as if to get up, embarassed, but you cross the room to me, speaking gently in a whisper, "Don't stop honey. Let me watch you." "I can't. I want YOU John." You sit beside me and undo the second tie on my teddy and pick up my own hand and place it over my breast. "I know you do, but I'd like to watch you." Your hand is softly touching my other breast, until the nipple grows swollen between your fingers. You move your hand over my body, down between my legs and massage the palm of your hand against my mound as I slightly part my legs. You lift me from the couch and carry me into the bedroom, gently laying me on my back in the center of the bed as you sit beside me. You whisper softly, "You know how much I like to look at your beautiful body." I nod slowly, a bit reluctantly. "Don't you like how you feel when I look at you?" You untie the last restraining tie on the front of my teddy and ease the fabric apart, exposing my breasts as you speak, and letting your eyes roam freely, touching each part of me only with the intensity of your gaze. I shudder as I feel a familiar spasm between my legs, and moan softly. "Yes John." "Relax, love. Think of me watching you. I know it excites you, and it will excite me. It will excite me to see you touch yourself." You slowlypull the fabric back over my breasts. Then, taking my hand in yours, you kiss each fingertip and place my hand over my waist. You move across the room and murmur, "Honey, I love you." I tentatively, hesitantly move one hand over my body, from my waist and over one breast on the outside of my teddy. I pause, uncertain. I touch my right hand to the right side of my neck, and slowly rake my fingernails over the skin, between my chin and my collarbone, rolling my head to one side on the pillow. I close my eyes, and begin to abandon myself to the sensations of my own hands caressing my body. My thoughts drift to a vision of you watching me, imagining your reaction, imagining your cock grow harder and harder as you see every sign of my mounting passion in a way you have never witnessed before. My other hand moves up the center of my stomach, touching the skin revealed in the opening of my teddy, and I push the fabric apart further and slide the straps down my shoulders. I arch my back until the wisp of lace and satin is pushed down around my waist. My hands travel up the length of my body and rest over each breast, cupping them, massaging and caressing, working the nipples into hard peaks. My breath is coming faster as my excitement mounts, and I am lost to this thing I am doing for you. I open my legs slightly and move one hand down, working it under the fabric until I can feel my own wetness. I open my legs wider and slide my hand down further, burying my fingertips in my hair which is tangled now and damp from my excitement. I thoroughly wet my finger and then move it up across my body until I can touch each nipple with my wetness, feeling each one grow harder. I then touch the same finger to my lips and stroke it gently back and forth until i can taste my own saltiness. I open my legs yet wider and stroke my fingertips back and forth across my inner thighs, lightly brushing over the pleasure place between my legs. I'm breathing heavy now, and sighing, seemingly forgetting that you are in the room. But I speak your name, "John?" "Yes, Nicole, I'm here." I can hear a husky, straining sound in your voice as your speak. "Take the teddy off now Nicole. Let me see all of your beautiful body." I slowly arch my back and slide the offending cloth down my hips, until I can kick it off with the motions of my legs. I bend my legs but hold my knees together, uncertain what to do next. I part my legs slightly and place a hand over my hair, feeling the wetness against my palm. "Open them wider Nicole. Let me see all of you love. Lose yourself again honey.....for me." Your voice betrays your own mounting passion and desire, and gives me courage. I allow my legs to drop fully open and begin to explore the soft folds between my legs, easing myself open, pushing the hair aside to allow my fingertip to slide easily between my opening and the swollenness of my pleasure point. I move my fingertip up and down between my legs, sliding gently with my wetness now evenly distributed, and pausing each time as I touch my rosebud, circling it slowly, enjoy the waves of sensation which are beginning to take hold of me. My other hand continues to stroke my upper body, across my lower stomach, and up over each breast. I shiver and moan as the first sensation of orgasm begins to wash over me. I place a finger inside my opening, feeling the softness and warmth deep within myself. "Aaaaahhhhhh" I sigh, as I withdraw my finger and again circle my pleasure point. My clit is hard and erect and each gentle touch brings me closer to climax, yet I try to hold off, allowing the tension to mount. I again move both hands over my upper body, allowing my legs to remain open like a blatant invitation, touching my nipples with my wet finger, and feeling myself shiver. As I return my hand between my legs, I reinsert a finger and thrust my hips upward, gently rocking in the motions of lovemaking, and slide my finger back up until I can feel my orgasm begin. My finger circles my clit with a new intensity and my cries fill the room. I'm so lost now, I'm unaware that you have joined me on the bed until I can feel your tongue mingle with my own finger, licking and caressing and pushing me over the edge. You push two fingers deep inside me and slowly move them in and out as your tongue continues to probe and touch my pulsing flesh. "John....oooohhhhhhhhhh, yes......I WANT you now. FUCK ME NOW!!!!!!" My orgasm slowly subsides, and you move between my legs and place your cock just barely inside me. I encircle your flesh with my hand, feeling its length and hardness. I move it up and down between my legs, moaning each time it passes over my still erect clit, as the last sensations of orgasm die away. "John, you are SO hard!! I want you inside me. Fill me with your cock. FUCK ME!!!" Your cock moves again to my opening and you thrust gently, pushing a few inches within my warmth and wetness, slowly sliding in. I tighten my muscles against you, trying to pull you deeper inside, moaning again, "FUCK me." You thrust harder, burying yourself deep within me, and I arch upward to meet you, wrapping my legs around your hips. We move in unison, softly moaning with each thrust which brings us closer and you deeper within me. You are hard like never before, filling me and pounding into me. Each time you thrust deep inside me, I feel your skin touch my clit which is still hard and sensitive, and I can feel your balls slap against me with the intensity of your movements. You cup my face in your hands and I dig my nails into your back, arching yet into you as I tighten the grip my legs have on your hips. Your tongue finds its way into my mouth, seeking mine, until they meet with an urgency equal to the thrusting of our lower bodies. "John....ohhhhhhh.....now, COME inside me now. I'm there....COME with me. Oh John!" You can feel the spasms deep within me as I sigh and call your name. Our tongues meet again in a wet, fiery embrace. You tense, and I can feel your cock grow yet harder as you begin to come with an intensity that leaves us both weak and breathless. Your come fills me with each deep thrust, until you collapse against me, whispering my name, mingling the dampness of our bodies together as we are still joined. You tilt your face towards mine until our lips meet in a gentle, soft kiss, and we stay this way awhile, enjoying the sensation of being locked together, feeling our heartbeats against one another and the feel of you within me. "Oh John, I love you." I push the damp hair from your forehead, touch your cheek and kiss you gently again. "I love you too Nicole." You roll off me and pull me into your arms and we settle against each other, allowing our hearts and breathing to slow. "The night is not yet over," I softly murmur as sleep begins to grip us both. "No, it isn't over yet honey......"

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I CAN SUCK MYSELF When I was a teenager, I found to my surprise and pleasure that being double-jointed had its fringe benefits. Long gone are those days of youthful sexual experimentation with my friend Donnie, but in my jerk-off fantasies I still recall vividly the first time I sucked myself off. Being one of five brothers brought up on a farm in Iowa meant that the sight, smell and sound of sex was an everyday reality. If it wasn't a rooster humping a hen or our Angus thrusting his long slippery red cock into a cow, it was one of my brothers pulling himself off under his sheet at night. I would lie there with my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, and listen to his knuckles rustle the sheet with a steady soft sound. As his breathing increased, he would begin to moan. Then I would hear him spread his wet cum on his abdomen and sometimes beat off again. But usually he'd just fall asleep. When I reached puberty, I sometimes would secretly accompany him, and I would smear my cum over my own developing balls, thinking it somehow would help me to manufacture more of my 'white stuff' as I called it. In my last year at high school, I was the star of the gymnastics team. I worked the pummel horse and high bar and was runner up for the country championship. It had taken many hours of practice for me to succeed, and I also had to work double chores at home, but being the youngest and the smallest gave me special privileges. I stood only five feet seven inches, and weighed only 145 pounds -- in contrast to my over-six-feet brothers. They, however, were never interested in school, sports or grades. They liked girls and farm work, in that order. By the time I was a senior, they had all married and moved away. Two had farms of their own andthe other two worked in Davenport in farm supplies. They were all veryproud of me, and everybody attended my meets to cheer me on. My starring in gymnastics only increased their pride in me as their alter-ego. My buddy Donnie was on the gymnastics team with me, and I sort of was his idol. We would spend long hours working out on the mats in the gym and showered together and hiking home. He lived on the farm next to me but never did chores. His father owned the land my family worked on. We were, in fact, tenant farmers. One day during the week before the state finals were to be held in Iowa City, Donnie and I practiced late in the gym. The coach and the others had gone home, but Donnie and I were perfecting our sets. I had just completed my pummels for the umpteenth time, and, sweaty and tired, I headed for the shower room. Donnie took his wet jersey and tossed it at me, hitting me in the back of the neck. "What's that for, you fucker?" "No reason." He trotted to my side and kiddingly pushed me through the door into the locker room. The room always smelled of sweaty jocks andhigh humidity and always gave me a pleasure rush. We went to our side-by-side lockers and pulled off our shorts, jocks and sneaks. I had seen Donnie bareass hundreds of times and he me, but tonight when I glanced down at him something seemed different. There was some sort of electric tension between us. His cock was in a state of semi-arousal, its down-tapered six inches arching out from his blond thatch. "What's this," I asked, "a happy hard-on?" My fingers flicked at his pink head. Donnie blushed. "Can't help it Joey," he said as it swelled out and began to inch upward. We had pulled ourselves off before in the front seat of his car, but it was always in the dark and neither of us had ever seen or touched each other with a hard-on. I felt myself beginning to rise, and my balls began to roll around on their black-haired sac. Donnie reached out with his left hand and began to pullon me. My eight-incher snapped to attention as I grabbed onto him, andwe stood there sweating and throbbing as we milked each others' wet-ended cocks. Our stiff young dicks were up against our abdomens when I broke away. "Let's stop this before we come off," I said. "I'm gonna take a shower." I turned to him. " "You comin', Donnie?" "Yeah, Joey, I'm comin." He trailed me to the shower room, pulling on himself the whole way. I turned on my shower and splashed cold waterat his groin as he approached the shower head next to mine. He jerked his cock rapidly in my direction. Mine was still hard and pulsing, and watching him made me silly. "I can shoot off further than you..." I said. "Bet you can't," he said, pulling furiously on his cock. "Bet I can do something youcan't" "What's that?" "Bet you can't suck your own cock." He laughed. "I suppose YOU can?" "Sure" "Have you ever tried?" "Yeah" "Lets see you, then." He withdrew his hand from his cock and soaped down his chest. I slipped down to the floor and placed my ass up against the slippery tiled wall. Then I placed my hands behind my knees and pulled my ass over myhead. I had tried this a few times before and had managed to lick at mypisshole with my tongue. Now, as the water streaked down on my ass, I pulled myself down more and more and was able to take my cockhead into my mouth. I started sucking. Donnie stepped over to watch me, stroking himself as hestared at my cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I looked over and winked at him. Hereached down with two fingers and circled my shaft; he felt my balls, slowly, one after the other. My asshole pulsed open and shut, and I knew my white stuff was getting ready to geyser out of me.

I was turned on by the thought of my own cock coming off in my mouth. I felt my cockhead swell as it jabbed rubbery and moist at the back of my throat. Donnie took the bar of soap and foamed up my asshole. Then he swung my ass around and straddled me and guided his oozing cock to my pulsating hole. When he pushed his rod into me I nearly gagged; theforce thrust my own cock deep into my throat. His six inches were hungrilyswallowed up by my ass. I heard him groan above the noise of the shower, and then his body straightened out and I felt hot spurts of fluiderupt in my ass. Just at that moment, the pump in my balls climaxed and my cum flooded my mouth. After that night, Donnie and I spent every free evening perfecting our fuck-me-suck-me routine. I had tried once to force him into a position where he could suck on himself, but he wasn't limber enough. All through college I had hoped to meet someone else who could suck his own cock, so we could lie on a mat, ass-to-ass in front of a mirrored wall and do ourselves. But I have never found anybody else with my unique ability...

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THE BELLBOY" "Bartender, another round for me and my partner here." Bill Sullivan called out as he indicated the two empty glasses in from of them. "Right away." The tall man at the far end of the counter answered. "I still can't believe it, Jim." The 40 year old said to the man standing next to him as two fresh drinks appeared before them. "I can't believe we sold the whole fuck'n package." Jim Donaldson just smiled as he took a slip of his drink. He knew his partner was well on his way to getting plastered, but tonight he really didn't mind. They had come to New York on their yearly excursion to the big city, a chance to make a few good sales. Today they had signed a contract with a major store. The commission on this one alone was going to be equal to four months salary for each of them. Webcam XXX Videos "We lucked out all right." Jim quipped. "But if you keep downing that stuff like there's not going to be a tomorrow you're going to miss out on a little surprise I'd planned for later." "What surprise?" Bill asked as he put down his drink. "You remember Becky from our trip last year?" Jim whispered as he learned closer. "Becky....." Bill repeated as he searched his mind for the name. Jim made a quick popping sound as he opened his mouth into a O, then he closed it just as fast. "Oh Shit!, Becky" The 38 year old exclaimed as remembrance filled his eyes. "How could I forget....best fuck'n head in New York." Well she still works here in the hotel, I'm sure we can work out an encore performance of last year." "Fuck'n A!" Bill replied as he drained the last of his glass before slamming it down on the bar. Jim also finished his drink, taking his time to savor the taste. In his minds eyes he was also savoring the memory of the maid they had met on last years trip who was willing to put out for extra tips. The thought of her tight, experienced mouth wrapped around his hard cock brought a pleasing warmth to his groin. For a few bucks, they could both get their rocks off. Their wives kept a tighter rein on their spending than the company. As much as they'd like to, they'd never be able to hide the money they'd have to spend to get a hooker up to their room. Exiting the bar, they wandered into the Hotel lobby. They went up to the front desk and asked the desk clerk there where they could find Becky Carlson, describing themselves as old friends. The young man looked at the two of them for a few moments, then decided that the two well dressed men didn't look like kooks. He directed them to a small office on the other side of the lobby. When they reached it, the sign on the door read Domestic Services. Under it, in slightly smaller letters was the name, Rebecca Carlson, Assistant Director. They hesitated a moment, no longer sure that this was a good idea. Looking over his shoulder, Jim saw that the desk clerk was still watching them. "What the hell, nothing to loose." He thought as he rang the small knocker on the door. "Come in." Said a feminine voice from behind the door. Watching the door close behind the two men, the desk clerk went back to his business. "Can I help you gentlemen?" Rebecca Carlson asked as she looked up from the papers on her desk. Both men were taken aback for a moment. The woman in front of them barely matched the image of their memories. Rebecca was in her mid thirties with dirty blond hair. She was sort of plain, although each of them had recalled her as pretty. They also remember her as having enormous breasts, but failed to recall that she also weighed close to 160 lbs. Between the alcohol and the thrill of getting blown, they had both created a whole new woman. "I'm sorry, I think we made a mistake." Jim said as he tried to excuse themselves. "We were looking for someone who used to be a maid here." "Well I used to be one, I've only had this job for the last year." Becky said as she took a real long look at the two men. "Wait a second, I remember you two, about a year ago...right. Just before I got my promotion." "Er, yeh." Bill answered. "You'll have to forgive my not remembering you right away, gentlemen." Becky continued. "It wasn't like I performed that special service for every guest, but it was over a year ago." "Of course, we really didn't expect you to remember us." Jim said, trying to think of a graceful way to exit. "Oh really, then what may I ask are you doing here?" Becky said as she rose from her desk and walked around it to face the two. Each stood silent, not knowing what they could say. "Well how this for a thought." Becky said as she leaned back against the desk. "You're on your annual trip to New York and you have reason to celebrate. So one of you decides, why not find that maid from last time and see if you could get a few cheap blow-jobs like you did last time. Am I close?" The red shading of both men told her she had hit it right on the money. "Well sorry to disappoint you gentlemen, but that's not going to happen. "Of course, we didn't mean to imply..." Jim said. "Bullshit!" Becky laughed. "That's exactly what you meant to imply. But don't worry, I'm actually not offended. I kind of like the idea that you enjoyed yourself so much that you'd come back for another try." Both men felt a little relieved that they had gotten out of a very embarrassing situation. "Tell you what, what I will do is meet you in the bar in about twenty minutes and let you buy me a drink to celebrate my new job." To which Jim and Bill readily agreed. A half-hour later, Becky was sitting with Bill and Jim in an isolated booth in the far end of the bar. After a few drinks, none of them were feeling the least bit awkward about what had happened. "Too bad the hotel doesn't have a few more maids as dedicated to customer comfort as you were." Bill joked. "Oh we do." Becky shot back with a smile. "I really can't blame any of the girls for doing something that I've done myself." Both Jim's and Bill's eyes opened wide, perhaps the night wouldn't be a total loss. "Unfortunately, all three of them are off this evening." Becky finished. "Damn," Jim muttered. "But I do have an idea, although I'm not sure if you would be interested." "Hell, I'm so horny, I'd fuck a goat!" Bill said. Jim shot him an angry look. Drinks or not, that wasn't language you used in public. "Well, if all you guys are really interested in is getting your rocks off, we happen to have a really cute young man on the night shift who I happen to know is really attracted to, how shall I put it, older gentlemen." "A faggot!" Bill said. You want to send us up a faggot?" "It was just a suggestion." Rebecca replied. "I mean he is really cute, in a feminine way. And I'm told gay men really give the best head. "Well, forget it!" Bill snapped. Rebecca was about to get up to leave when Jim motioned her to stay. "Wait a minute, Bill." He said softly. "Lets not be too quick about this." "What......" Bill stammered. "You really want to think about this." "Lets just say it might be kind of interesting." Jim continued. "What the fuck, we're both grown men. You can't tell me you've never been curious about it." Bill looked at his friend. Deep down he knew he had indeed been curious about being with a man several times in his life, but he never would've had the courage to been the first to admit it. Instead the "fuck'n faggot" reflex had immediately shown itself.

"Then should I set something up for you?" Becky asked.

"Is there a way you could set it up but leave it that we could back out if it didn't feel right." Jim asked. "Hmmm." Becky thought. "You could wait until the end of his shift, that's at 11, and call down for some ice or something. Ask for Kevin. When he comes up, you could see if it feels right. If not, you can just thank him for the ice and send him on his way." "Not a bad idea." Jim answered. "I think we'll try it." He turned his attention from Rebecca to Bill and asked. Will "we" try it, or would you rather wait down here in the bar. Bill thought about it for a few seconds, then said. "No, "we" is right. Both Jim and Becky smiled. "Kevin, take a bucked of ice up to 234." The night manager said to the tall blonde bellhop. "Oh come on, Mike." The Bellhop said in a voice tinged with disappointment.

"I'm out of here in 10 minutes, can't Steve take it up."

"Sorry pal, they asked for you by name." The manager said. "Maybe they want to give you a special tip, it says on their card that they're checking out tomorrow. Some guests do that, so you don't think they stiffed them after you busted your ass doing stuff for them and they miss you at checkout." "Ok, boss." Kevin said, thinking that he didn't even know who was in 224, much less why they were requesting him personally. But a tip was a tip, every bit helped. "Hey, Kevin," the manager said just before the elevator doors closed. "When you're finished, just take the freight elevator down to the locker room. I'll sign you out at 11, that way you can make up some time." "Thanks." said the voice from the elevator as the doors closed tight "Room service." Kevin called out as he knocked on the door of room 224. The door opened to reveal a tall dark haired man who towered over Kevin's 5'6". Dressed only in a pair of boxer shorts, something Kevin didn't find that unusual this time of night, the man had a pretty good build for a man of his age, just beginning to show a layer of fat around his stomach. His chest was very hairy, black mixed with noticeable gray, making the bellboy think he colored his hair. As Kevin put the ice bucket down on the table, Jim took a moment to check him out. Rebecca had done him an injustice. The boy wasn't cute, he was gorgeous. He had short blond hair and a swimmers build that could easily been seen in his uniform, especially the way it hugged his ass. His eyes were a deep blue and his face was that of a teenage girl. Jim thought he couldn't be more than 18 or 19 - the fact was that he was 17. "Will there be anything else, sir?" Kevin asked as he turned to face the room's occupant. "Well, there is something I need taken care of." Jim said, "I really hope you'll be able to help out, I was told you were especially good in this area." "Well anything, I can do to be of service?" The bellboy replied, wondering what is was that the man was looking for and how much he could get out of it. "What ever it is, I'm sure I'll be able to take care of it!" "Ah, the ice is here." Bill said as he walked into the room wearing a bathrobe, fresh from the shower. "I was hoping you'd be able to take care of this." Kevin heard Jim say from behind as he turned his attention to Bill's entry. video chat xxx Snapping his head back, Kevin was greeted by the sign of Jim stroking a thick hard cock that was now sticking out of the fly of his jockey shorts. A small drop of precum appeared at the opening as the older man continued to stoke it, causing it to grow even thicker. Taking a large step forward, Jim stopped only a foot away from the boy - who now had his sights fixed on the exposed cock. "It's yours if you want it." Jim said. Kevin remained silent, but Jim could see a hungry look in his eyes. Rebecca had been right on the money about this boy. After a few moments hesitation, the bellboy reached out and replaced Jim's hand with his own. A wide smile filled his face as he ran his hand up and down the massive organ. "Why don't you get a little more comfortable?" Jim said to the young man as he reached out and began to unbutton the boy's uniform. A minute later, both Jim and Kevin were naked. Kevin ran his hand across Jim's hairy chest, obviously turned on by it's thickness. Jim, on the other hand was just as turned on by Kevin's lack of body hair. His skin was so smooth and soft, more like a young girl's than a mans. Jim eased Kevin down to his knees and brought his now engorged cock closer to his mouth. With a well practiced motion, Kevin took the offering into his mouth. As he watched his organ slide in and out of the boy's mouth, Jim felt a weakness in his legs. The kid was a better cocksucker than Becky. Already he could feel a familiar stirring in his balls. "Hey Bill," He called out. "Get over here and get some of this. This kid is fuck'n fantastic." Dropping his robe on the floor, Bill took his own cock in hand and offered it to the kneeing bellboy. Sliding off Jim's rod, he replaced it in his mouth with Bill's. "Shit!" Bill exclaimed after a few moments. "This kid can suck all right!" For the next ten minutes, the blonde haired youth switched from cock to cock, bringing each man close to climax, then easing off. Keeping a hand wrapped tightly around the base of each cock, Kevin could keep each man from coming too soon. "God, this is great!" Jim thought. "I thought I'd shoot my load in the first minute." As Kevin again took Jim's cock into his eager mouth, Jim couldn't help but now compare what was unquestionably the best blow job of his life with the reluctant ones his wife Karen had given him over the years. "Stupid bitch wouldn't even let me ever come in her mouth, not even after 16 years." He thought. As Kevin turned away from Jim and returned his attention to Bill's cock, Jim looked down at the smooth skinned youth and remembered something else Karen would never even consider. "Take care of our boy here." Jim said to Bill as he stepped away. "I'll be right back." As Jim vanished into the bathroom, Bill grabbed the back of Kevin's head and began to match his pelvic thrusts with the boy's own motions. The pressure around his cock was incredible. Like Jim, he couldn't believe he hadn't exploded yet. Not that he wanted to, if anything, he wished this kid would go on all night. Bill hadn't noticed Jim return from the bathroom until the older man broke the two of them apart and led Kevin over to the couch. The young man immediately saw the small jar in Jim's hand and smiled. "Ok?" Jim asked as took up a position below Kevin at the base of the couch. "Sure." Kevin replied with a grin. Bill took up a spot at the front of the couch and lowered his cock over Kevin's face. The bellboy was now laying stretched out along the length of the sofa. As Jim lifted the boy's legs up and rubbed a generous amount of Vaseline into his ass, Bill showed his cock back into Kevin's mouth. To Bill's delight, Jim's actions in no way prevented the boy from picking off exactly where he had left off. After covering his cockhead with another generous helping of gel, Jim placed it at the tightly closed anus and applied pressure. Kevin's legs were wrapped up and over Jim's shoulder's, giving the older man a great deal of leverage. A short shove opened the tight muscles and he slid inside. The sudden constriction was unimaginable. Even with the heavy lubrication, he couldn't see how Kevin could take his hardness. He's slid his cock about halfway in, wondering if he should just forget it when he felt Kevin pushing his body downward, trying to take him in deeper. "What the fuck." He thought as he took a firm grip on Kevin's soft buns and plunged in as far as he could. After the first few strokes he found it became easier and easier. Because the pressure was now constant and lacking Kevin's skillful hand to prevent it, he knew he would soon explode. Determined to finish with a bang as they say, Jim began ramming his manhood as deep and as hard as he could. Kevin was obviously enjoying it, he knew he was. Knowing that Jim would soon come, Kevin was no longer making any attempt to hold Bill back. He had already tasted the salty taste of his precum and was looking forward to the deluge that he was sure would follow. Sure enough, a few seconds later, his mouth was filled with a hot whiteness. Pushing his head upward, he swallowed it as fast as Bill could shoot. Except for the last load which he ran around the lining of his mouth with his tongue, savoring the taste. A few moments later, Kevin felt Jim's body tense, followed by a loud shout as the older man filled his anal cavity with his masculine juices. Jim was so exhausted by his efforts that he collapsed atop the boy. Bill also had been drained and fell back on a nearby chair. The clock chimed 12:30 before any of them moved. Kevin quickly dressed, declining the use of the shower. The sooner he could slip out of the employees entrance the better, that way he couldn't explain why he was still in the hotel after making a big deal over having to make one last room call. Jim met him at the door after pulling on his shorts. As he shook the bellboy's had, Kevin could feel a folded bill being pressed into it. Cams girl hot xxx free "You're Ok Kid!" Jim said with a smile. "Hope to see you the next time we come through here." When Kevin opened his hand once he was out in the hallway, he would find a fifty dollar tip. It was a lot more than Jim and Bill usually gave for such services but Kevin had been truly exceptional. What would their wives say when they went over the expenses for the trip? 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There is something that you cannot explain to people who are not into riding motorcycles, like the freedom. You just don't get that sort of feeling some how in a car. The train of motorcycles sped across country and it seemed only minutes rather than hours before we reached the port. We got tickets boarded the ferry, made sure the bikes were secure and settled in for the trip. In the restaurant I got to talk with John properly for the first time, He was about 5' 10" tall, around 150 lbs, had the cutest ass that I had seen for a long time, and when he unzipped his leathers I noticed that he didn't seem to have any chest hair. We talked about bikes and the places we had been to, briefly touched on wives and girlfriends which we both hedged around. About 5pm we reached France. Roads brilliant, weather superb, countryside out of a travel brochure. Arrived the camp site at about 6:30pm and set about putting up the tents straight away. When John took his tent from the bike and threw it open on the grass I knew that we were going to get to know each other well over the next few days. The tent was just big enough for two people, and I mean just. John unzipped his one piece leathers to the waist and his skin was not really tanned as such, but it had a sort of olive sheen to it and it was absolutely hairless, I have a thing about shaved men and this was going to be interesting if it extended below the waist. We put the tent up and went to join the others in the site bar. We ate drank and then drank more, then at around 9 John said that he fancied a walk down to the beach, a few of the others came along and we made our way along a track through a small woodland towards the sea. I couldn't actually see the sea but I could smell the ozone and hear the waves in the distance. I had noticed that on some of the trees to our right signs had been nailed with something written in french which I have to admit I couldn't read, at the top of the sign was a large red circle with a cross in it. I asked John if he knew what it said and he said they were warning signs. "Warnings for what?" "Warnings for the bashful." I looked at him sideways on, he was smiling at me. He had a sort of innocent smile but it had a touch of devilment in it that I found attracted me to him. I was just about to ask him what he meant when we hit the beach. We walked down towards the water, the others all went off in there own direction. I noticed that there were huge wooden posts sticking out of the sand all the way down to the sea, every once in a while I saw that same sign again nailed to a post. The light was beginning to fade and to our right in the distance I could see what looked like lanterns swaying gently in the breeze. "Shall we go and see what's going on over there?" I asked. "I'm not sure you'd like it." "Like what!" "That's the nudist section of the beach" he said grinning. It gets better I thought, I don't need any excuse to get my clothes off, and I really wanted to see John with out his clothes. "Oh, is that all. " "It doesn't bother you then?" he asked. And I knew that it was for the right reasons. "No way, I'm happy to show anyone my body " I said with just the right amount of a suggestion in my tone. We walked on towards the sea. The night was still really warm so I unzipped my one piece leathers to the waist and took off the top half, letting the jacket drop down behind me. John made no attempt to conceal his interest as he watched me strip off the leather. "God I'm all sweaty." I said as I managed to peel my arm from the sleeve. "Go for a swim then, that should cool you down a bit." "Yea alright, you coming." I asked. I also noticed the outline of a hardening cock in his tight fitting leathers. 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He responded to my touch and it hardened, I slid my hands down to his ass and lifted him upright, all the time squeezing him. He got free from the leathers and we headed for the sea, it was freezing and our erections disappeared instantly. We messed about in the sea for a while and we dropped all pretence and just rubbed each other, but the cold water put a damper even on my passion. John suggested that we make our way back to the tent and warm each other up. We shot back up the beach and wrestled our way back into our leathers which was not easy. The trip back to the site took a fraction of the time that it did going. Once back in the tent we stripped each other and in the confined space managed to squeeze our selves together. Our cocks had revived and I humped his leg while he pumped against my stomach John was really easy to be with and our mouths met in a smear of saliva as we kissed, bit and licked at each other. All the time groping each others cocks. 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"That's what sisters are for!" This story contains "sex between sisters". A coming of age story. If this type of "story-line" may offend you, or you are not an adult, please do not read further, and delete this file now! It was time for my big brother Tim to get married. He's the oldest of the kids in my family. He's 22. Then my older sister, Becky, who's 17. And then me, at 15. Youngest is my sister, Sam (short for Samantha) who is 11. Since Tim was getting married, we have all sorts of relatives coming into town. Most of them are staying in hotels, and what-not. However, my Aunt Anne (my mom's sister) is staying with us. In my room. Because she's in my room, mom set up the rollaway bed (which is fairly large) in Becky's room for me. It'll only be for two nights. I still don't understand why they couldn't kick Sam out of her room! However, after the experience which I'm going to tell you about, I'm really glad that I roomed with Becky. It's 10:00 the night before Tim's wedding. Mom wants everyone asleep early so that we can get up early. So Becky and I are in her room. We're not tired, so we get to talking. We've always been pretty close sisters, since we're only two years apart in age. I was getting to that age where my interest in boys was getting pretty strong. Pardon my immodesty, but people in my family tend to be quite attrac- tive. I think Becky is beautiful, and the boys know it. She's been dating a lot since she was my age (mom won't let us date until we're 15). And I look quite a bit like my sister, except that my body isn't awfully developed yet. So we're talking, mostly about boys. Typical conversation. Then we started to talk about sex, as teenage girls will some- times do (see, not just boys talk about it). "Becky, forgive me for asking..." I started. "Yes," she replied before I could finish. "You've done it with a boy?" "Once. Have you?" "No. I really don't think that any boy would want someone as flat-chested as me." "I was flat as a board until I turned 16. Then, over-night, they grew. Really fast. Mom says it's been that way in our family."

You see, I really am pretty flat. I have two small bumps on my chest, so small that I really don't need a bra. But I wear one anyhow. Becky's chest is fairly large. Now that I remember back, her breasts did start to grow when she was 16. One more year and maybe I'd have them too. "How was it? I mean, what was sex like?" I asked. "Different. At first it's really strange, taking your clothes off in front of a guy. And then when you actually do it, it hurts a little. But it's strange, the slight pain is enjoyable. And then it gets to be a lot of fun and feels really good after a while." "Did you use, umm... protection?" "I should have, but I was stupid. It was my first date, when I was 15. And I really didn't understand all what was supposed to happen. I guess I'm lucky that nothing happened. When you date, don't let any guy force you into anything. And don't be stupid like me, use a condom or some other sort of protection. OK, lecture over." "Thanks. I sometimes feel funny, especially when I see a cute guy. It's sort of like a tickle, down there..." I explained, as I pointed towards my crotch. "I feel like I want to put my hand inside and scratch it, but I don't." "Sounds like you're horny. You know, you could masturbate yourself." "Only guys do that. I might hurt myself." "No, if you do it right, it can make you feel really good." "Do you masturbate?" I asked Becky, a little ashamed of the word. "Sometimes. Do you want me to teach you how?" I didn't know what to say. I always looked up to Becky, but this sounded a little strange. A little perverted. But I was inter- ested. So I said yes. "In fact, you don't always need a boy to have sex and feel good. If you do it with another girl, you can feel just as good - if not better and you can't get pregnant." This was strange. Was she suggesting that she has sex with other girls? I asked, "Do you have sex with other girls?" "Sometimes. But don't think that there's anything wrong with it. You remember doing your friends hair, or sharing ice cream when you were little? It's the same sort of thing. Helping your friends feel good. And just because you like it doesn't mean that you can't like guys." It's OK, So my sister liked to have sex with other girls. In- stead of making me think she was strange, the idea appealed to me. I liked the idea. I wanted to try it. Perhaps Becky would show me. She's my sister, and I trust her. "Could you, ummm, do it with me?" "Anything you want. That's what sisters are for." So it was set. I would have my first sexual experience, and with my own sister. The idea made me get that tickle, the heat, in my crotch. "First thing to do is to take our clothes off," she told me, as she unbuttoned her pajamas top. As she opened it, I could see her bra. It wasn't huge, but it held quite a bit of her chest. "Now you take off your shirt." I pulled my top over my head. Like I said, I have no chest but I wear a training bra. So there we were, two sisters, sitting to- gether without shirts. Sounds stupid, but it would make things easier for what was to come. sex cams online couple "Take off your bra," Becky told me. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. Although I feel silly because I have such small breasts, taking off my clothes in front of another girl wasn't strange. After all, there was lacrosse - I've changed and showered in front of other girls. But still, because I knew what was going to happen was sex, It felt odd. But good. "You're not really that small, you know. I was totally flat when I was your age. But you've got something there. Besides, big breasts are a real pain sometimes. Even with sex." I looked down at myself. No, I wasn't flat. I had these small mounds with a little pink nipple dead center of each one. Becky then took off her bra. She needs one, for sure. They sort of fell out as she took off the item that held them. Would I have those one day? Was Becky right? Would I hate having big breasts? I didn't have much time to think, because Becky took her right hand and touched my left nipple. She rubbed a little around it, sometimes leaving my breast altogether and rubbing the space between them. I gulped. This was the first time anyone had ever touched my chest, besides my doctor and, well, when I was a baby. I looked at Becky's chest. I slowly moved a hand towards it, wanting to feel what big breasts felt like. They looked soft, but would they feel hard inside? No, I couldn't bring myself to do it.

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"Did you wear it especially for me?" she asked with a smile. Jackie answered with a smile as well. She had brought the sheer bra at Victoria's Secrets for Valentine's Day last year but had never gotten to wear it. Billy had gotten tickets for the Ranger's game at the last minute. Dinner with the wife ran a poor second to 3rd row seats. Switching it for her normal plain white platex had been a sudden last minute inspiration, to make up for the simple dress she'd worn over it. "You're breasts are so beautiful." the blonde purred as she planted a soft kiss on the top of each of Jackie's enclosed globes. cams couples hot, cams girl hot xxx free, cams girls, A gentle tug on the thin material exposed the dark nipple beneath it. The erect tip was only visible a brief moment before it vanished between the warm vise of Colleen's lips. A loud sign erupted from Jackie as she felt the wetness engulf her wide aureole. After years of having Billy paw and maw her breasts for a few moments before moving on to his real interest, it was a genuine pleasure to lay back and let someone who really enjo yed it play with them. With only one nipple exposed, it was obvious that Colleen was going to take her time. Her tongue darted to and fro, tracing wide circles around the bronzed nipple. Then she would tickle it directly before taking it whole into her mouth again. Like a babe seeking nourishment, the older woman nurtured at the source. Each movement of her tongue, each nip of her teeth, send previously unimaginable sensations though Jackie's reclining form. "Oh, this feels so good." Jackie moaned as she laid back with her eyes closed and just enjoyed the feel of Colleen's attentions. A few minutes later, Colleen exposed the other tanned breast and repeated her performance. Sending Jackie further into a blissful state. Finally satisfied. Colleen turned her attention away from her new playthings and kissed Jackie again. This time the kiss was brief, just enough to signal a temporary end to their play. "I want to try that on you." Jackie said, wondering what it would finally be like to have another woman's breasts to taste. "Oh you will soon enough, my new love." Colleen said as she planted another kiss, this time on the cheek. "But I think we should be practical for a moment." Jackie looked at Colleen for a moment. A puzzled look on her face. "This is already going far beyond what I had planned." the doctor said. "Not that I want to complain, mind you. But if you do plan to stay for a while, I think it might be a good idea if you called home and told them." "Called home and tell them what?" "Well, how bout just that you were having dinner with a friend." Colleen suggested. "I'd feel better if they at least heard from you. That way they wouldn't worry." "Well, aside from the fact that there's no dinner on the table, I don't think that Billy would even notice I was gone." Jackie said as she fixed up her bra and then pulled her dress back up. "But if it would make you feel better, sure." With that, she followed Colleen back into the apartment. Sitting down beside one of the end tables, she picked up the phone. The phone rang five times and she wondered where Billy might be. He normally should've been home a half hour ago. If nothing else, she'd leave a message on the answering machine. "Hello?" said the voice in the receiver, catching Jackie off guard. "Bill?" she said. "Jackie!" he said, surprise in his voice. "Where the hell are you?" he asked, surprise being replaced by anger. "What do you mean where the hell are you?" she said, immediately feeling defensive. "I come home from work and you're not here. There's no dinner on the table and Mom says you went to see some kind of doctor." 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"In fact," she went on as she looked at Colleen. "I think I'll just spend the night over here, that way I don't have to worry about coming home in the dark." A nod of the blonde woman's head told Jackie that she had no problem with her inviting herself to stay. If she had, Jackie would just gone to one of her girlfriends house for the night. It wouldn't have been the first time, especially after a really boisterous argument. Billy started to say something but Jackie cut him off. She had to go, she told him. His loud voice was still clearly heard across the room as Jackie replaced the receiver. "Well, that could've gone better." She grinned. "I could hear him all the way over here." Colleen said as she drew closer. "Maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all." "No, you were right. It was better to let him know that I wasn't in the morgue or something." she said, trying to make light of the argument. "Not that he'd have gone looking for me until after the game. 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A varied collection of exercise equipment lined the walls, including a treadmill and an exercise bike. It was obvious that Colleen took her workouts seriously. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable." the doctor said as she pulled a large eight foot mat from the closet and spread it out on the floor. A little self consciously, Jackie began to again remove her clothing. Colleen might have had almost 15 years on her, but Jackie hadn't look as fit as her even back in high school when she was a cheerleader. Still, the older woman seemed almost oblivious to her nudity as she finished with the padded mat. "It's a lot easier giving a massage on the floor than on my bed." Colleen quipped as she motioned for the now naked Jackie to lay down. "Wouldn't want you getting seasick now, would we?" Jackie forced a little laugh, trying to hide her nervousness. She wished she had kept up her daily exercises. "Something wrong?" Colleen asked, picking up on Jackie's awkward motions. "I was just thinking that I should work out more." she replied. "Nonsense, you look beautiful." Colleen said with a smile. "Good enough to eat." she grinned. Now Jackie's laugh was genuine. The older woman's comment had put aside her momentary worry. She had been so worried that she'd be found wanting. . "I wasn't sure you'd find me attractive." Jackie said as she headed for the mat. "I was even wondering if I should shave my pussy." "Oh, I'm so glad you didn't." Colleen said as she took a good look at the thick dark bush between Jackie's tanned legs. "Personally, I like a hairy bush." Laying down on her stomach, Jackie turned her head so she could see Colleen's reflection in the wall length mirror. She so wanted to watch her undress but didn't want to be too obvious about it. She could feel her heart again racing, this time for a different reason. She couldn’t even begin to guess how many women she'd seen nude in her life, but this was the first time she'd looked at one in a "real" sexual situation. It was like the first time she'd seen a guy naked. Try as she did to hide it, it was obvious to Colleen what Jackie was trying to do. The thought pleased her immensely. She always enjoyed showing off the body she worked so hard to maintain. Positioning herself where Jackie would have a good view of her reflection, Colleen took a grip on the bottoms of her black T-shirt and pulled it up over her head. Caught by the material, her rounded globes were pulled upward and bounced in the air as they were released. There was no doubt in Jackie's mind that those were the most perfect breasts she had ever seen. Unlike Jackie, it was obvious that Colleen preferred to sunbathe wearing a top. Her tan was slight but contrasted greatly with the light skin of her breasts. In the center of the pale skin were two large pink circles, radiating around thick stubby nipples. A wide smile filled Colleen's face as she took her now freed mounds and rubbed them. Conscious of Jackie's intense gaze, she played with her nipples, bringing them to an even greater erectness. Her tongue glided across her lips and not for the first time she wished she could lick her own nipples. Next came her shorts, followed moments later by a pair of plain white panties. Jackie noted with interest that Colleen's own blonde bush was as wild and busy as her own. Jackie could feel the wetness building between her legs as she enjoyed the sights before her. The growing smile on her face brought one to Colleen's own. Short gentle steps brought her the the edge of the floor mat. Colleen dropped to her knees and placed her hands on Jackie's back. A soft sign escaped the tanned woman's lips as she again felt the forceful caress on her shoulders. "Oh, that feels so good." Jackie sighed. "It gets better." Colleen replied as she reached under Jackie's prone form and stroked the sides of her breasts. The soft sighs grew in intensity until they became moans. The physician's fingers glided down the sides of the younger woman until they came to her buttocks. There, she took a firm grip and pulled them up and apart, exposing the wet mound beneath it. "Like I said," She purred. "Good enough to eat." Colleen bent down and kissed Jackie's left buttock, then her right. Each succeeding kiss brought her closer to the moist center. Finally, her kisses hit home and a slight shiver shook Jackie's body. Pulling harder, Colleen gave herself greater access and kissed her again, this time pushing her searching tongue up into the exposed cavity. "Mmmmm" she said as the tangy taste of her new love filled her mouth. Unable to restrain herself any longer, she began to work her tongue in and out of the opening. Faster and faster it moved, sending tiny sparks of delight up into Jackie. "Oh yes," she said as she enjoyed the sensation. "More, more." Colleen was more than willing to reply to the request. Even as her talented tongue wove a wet path up and down Jackie's slit, Colleen's hands began to again roam across her body. Again sliding up and under, she cupped Jackie's firm breasts and played with her nipples, bringing even louder moans from the younger woman. "Turn over." She said, guiding Jackie with a gentle touch. Jackie was quick to respond, quickly flipping over onto her back and giving Colleen full and unrestricted access. Colleen lowered herself to a position directly over Jackie. Then she shifted position just a little, raising herself so that her breasts were hanging directly over Jackie’s mouth. There was no mistaking her intention and Jackie was eager to reply. She reached up with her tongue and caressed the nipple of Colleen’s left breast. The doctor had the biggest, thickest nipples Jackie had ever seen. As she took it into her mouth, she couldn’t help imagining that it was a baby’s bottle. She had to surpress a laugh when she realized a moment later that was what it actually was. “Mmmm.” Colleen moaned as she felt the warm embrace of Jackie’s mouth. You do that well, are you sure you haven’t done this before?” Jackie was greatly pleased with the blondes reaction as she again ran her probing tongue around the wide aureole before once more engulfing it whole. A thousand times she had imagined what it would be like tasting another woman’s breasts. None of those fantasies could compare with the real thing. After a few more minutes, Colleen shifted breasts and gave Jackie a chance to work her neophyte urges on her other mound. As she worked her way across this new morsel, Jackie was again overwhelmed by the combination of Colleen’s natural scent and the perfume she wore. It was strongest in the deep valley between her breasts, a place Jackie would’ve never thought of wearing it. Finally Colleen shifted again, bringing herself downward so that she could kiss Jackie anew. As their lips met, she pressed her breasts hard against the woman beneath her, rubbing their nipples against each other. “I want to taste you.” Jackie whispered in Colleen’s ear. “I want to bring you the same joy that you brought me.” “Of course you do, my dear.” Colleen replied in the same quiet tone. After a final kiss, she lifted herself off Jackie and rose to her feet. She straddled the younger woman and spread open her tunnel of delight above her. Jackie sat up quickly and stuck her eager face between the outstretched legs. A smile crossed her lips when she realized that this was just about exactly the position she had imagined Kelly and Donna using in her fantasy. And like Donna, Jackie wasted no time in reaching up with her tongue and probing the inner reaches of Colleen’s womanhood. A sudden rush filled Jackie as the first taste of female juices hit her tongue. True, out of curiosity, she had tasted herself several times, but this was different. This was another woman. Determined to excel in her new activity, she slid her tongue around and around. Her left hand played with Colleen’s clit as she tried to reach out with her tongue, hitting all the places that she knew were the most sensitive in her own body. Colleen helped with her efforts with both a gentle hand on the back of her head, guiding her, as well as a steady stream of soft moans. The closer Jackie got the right spots, the louder the moans became. Minutes quickly stretched to over a quarter hour and what had begun as soft gentle surges in Colleen’s body had progressed until they became rapid torrids. She was now trashing her saturated pussy against Jackie’s open and ever enthusiastic mouth, almost unable to believe that this novice was going to bring her to climax. Another powerful bodyquake gripped her body, causing her to stiffen momentarily. From past experiences, she knew the next time would be the one to send her over the abyss. If Colleen was amazed, Jackie was totally astonished at the result of her efforts. As infrequent as her own orgasms had been, she still recognized the impending explosion building in Colleen. The though that she was the cause of that eruption drove her even harder. “Oh God!” Colleen screamed as a tidal wave of passion ripped across her shaking body. Copying a move she had once seen in an adult movie, Jackie grabbed Colleen’s ass and pressed her face as hard against her cunt as she could. An action that drove her tongue in as deep as was possible. For this, she was rewarded with what seemed to be endless eruptions of girlcum. Waves which quickly overflowed from her mouth and spread out across her face. A flood that brought no end to the secret delight she felt in knowing she had caused it.

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Since the start of the term, I had watched Joan exercise and work out in the skimpiest of gym uniforms. The blonde 19 year old was the most beautiful cheerleader in the senior class. All the boys in school were constantly trying to get into her pants, and to be honest with you, my own heart would literally do a flip flop imagining what it would be like to fondle her large breasts that were constantly peeking out through the sides of the tight T-shirts the kids wore despite strict dress codes.

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Watching her strut her stuff up and down the halls, I spent many a moment in deep thought, picturing in my mind, the utter thrill of parting her long, lean legs and caressing her with my tongue. I lived for the day the opportunity might arise to show her the value of taking instruction from an older, more mature person - one that has been around and knows the ropes. To me, Joan seemed to know the score, and I was positive that none of the kids her own age could possibly bring her the sexual satisfaction I instinctively knew her body must crave. Teacher or no teacher, if I thought I could get away with it, I would do anything short of rape to be able to lick and swallow the sacred secretions that were certain to flow in abundance from that delectable Homecoming Queen's vagina. Joan was in my English class and since she wasn't doing that hot this semester, I decided to ask her to stay after school for some special tutoring. I should point out that Joan has a pleasing personality, and I had noticed many times her warm smile, which I believed was directed towards me. Once or twice we had brushed up against each other, and I can swear that I saw her nipples harden through the sheer fabric of her blouse. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me,but I was almost certain she lingered just a little too long on those occasions. The heat from her body was more than I could stand. Even though I knew the risks were great, if my hunch was right, Joan wouldn't run off to complain to either her parents or the school board. My ESP told me, the perky cheerleader was ripe to try something a little bit different. Earlier in the week, I had suggested that Joan come over to my apartment to study. I told her it would be a bit more relaxed and we could get comfortable while we cracked the books. Just to be sure, I wore my sexiest clothes that day. I didn't put on a bra, and made certain that the buttons on my blouse remained open halfway down. In addition, I wore a really tight skirt with a slit up the side, and some absolutely stunning perfume. All day long, the boys were whispering behind my back, and I could feel their eyes burning into me. They must have thought, I had a hot date that evening with a fellow. I don't think any of them suspected that in reality, I was really itching to make it with one of the girl students - the school's prize student. When Joan arrived, we chatted for a few minutes before sitting down on the couch in my living room. My lighting is very soft and Joan looked absolutely divine. At one point, I felt like wetting my lips with my tongue I was so excited. Slowly, but with great assertiveness, I started to move in on my prey, edging closer and closer to Joan. As she turned the pages of the English book, I reached out and touched her hand, as if indicating she should reread a certain portion of the text. Sweat was starting to form on my brow, but I was determined to make love to her before the evening was over. As it turned out, Joan finally took the initiative. She looked me right in the eye and said, "I've heard some of the other girls talking at school. They say you 're a lesbian and only go to bed with other women. Is that true?" Not wanting to be dishonest, I explained that while I have gone to bed with men in the past, and still do when the mood strikes me, basically I enjoy the tender touch that only another female can offer. I explained that in many instances, I had found men to be too rough in their lovemaking, that they seemed only interested in satisfying their own sexual needs and not those of their partner. Before I could finish my impromptu speech on the vaules of lesbianism, Joan was all over me. She was kissing me deeply and rubbing her tender, young body up against mine. Through her clenched teeth she was whimpering and moaning that I should teach her how to make love to another woman. She lightly unbuttoned my shirt and slid her hand in to squeeze my burning breast. Gently, I pressed my little blonde cheerleader into the soft cushions of the sofa. I covered her body with mine and began to grind into her. In a way, I felt like an over excited teenage boy who as about to pop his first cherry. While I wanted to just plunge ahead and get my own rocks off, I realized that for Joan's benefit I should take my time and show her exactly what two beautiful females could accomplish for each other. It was important, I felt, to make this a near perfect experience for my student, one that she would want to repeat again and again, not only with me, but later in life with other members of her own sex. Together, we fondled and probed. For almost ten minutes I sucked on Joan's pink nipples. Her tits were big, and spongey, and fitted into my hands just perfectly. As i licked away at her breasts, I kept squeezing them, increasing the pressure as our excitement mounted. After bringing her to the point of near orgasm - and I hadn't even touched her cunt yet - I suggested we strip completely and go into the bedroom where we could be more comfortable. free no signup live sex cams | free adult cam show | adult cams xxx | As Joan stretched out on the sheets, I knew that I was about to have the feast of my life. The triangle between her legs was so inviting, and through her lightly colored pubic hairs, I could see that her vagina was already drenched and her clit hard in anticipation of what was to happen next . "Don't move, let me make this real good for you" I told her. Without saying anything else, I licked up and down her thighs, hardly able to contain my excitement. When I finally touched her fiery furnace, she nearly jumped through the ceiling. Thrashing and throwing herself around on the bed, Joan held my head firmly with her hands and tried to push her cunt all the way into my mouth. Her innocent face was now filled with sexual lust, and she was starting to talk filthy, something that really turns me on. "Lick me harder you cunt! Stick your tongue all the way up my twat. Eat my pussy until I cum all over your face, bitch!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Where did this sweet,little thing learn such things? Frankly, I didn't have time to ponder the question, as I was much too busy following her instructions. As it turned out,it seemed as if she were the teacher and I was acting the role of the student. Joan must have cum at least half a dozen times. All the while I was using my tongue on her, I was masturbating, pulling my clit and stroking it as hard as I could. While I tongued Joan, I must have reached four or five climaxes myself. Our relationship cemented, we continued to see each other until Joan graduated and headed for college. We still see each other occasionally, but she's grown up quite a bit and has several other girlfriends that she sees. Joan had admitted, however, that she's really glad she was in my class, and had the opportunity to be brought out of the closet by a real pro.

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