Smiling at me, she pulled back the foreskin from my hard cock and bent over it again. This time, she opened her mouth and slid her red lips over my c*ck, drawing it into her small hot mouth. I couldn't resist bucking my hips when I felt her tongue slide over the sensitive head of my c*ck, encased in her mouth. Damn!She may not have done this before, but she was a natural already.She then took my c*ck further into her mouth, sliding her red lips down the shaft until the end of my c*ck hit the back of her mouth. Slowly she moved back, her lips tight around me as she let my hard c*ck pop out of her mouth. Then she started a great rhythm on my c*ck as she fucked me with her mouth, all the time looking at me out of her sexy blue eyes while I watched my c*ck appear and then disappear into her young mouth. Cindy started to gently play with my balls while she sucked me and I could feel my cum starting to rise in my c*ck."I'm going to c*m," I said quietly although my breathing was getting
At first, Cindy made some barely audible mewing sounds but soon she was moaning louder and she started to move faster on my c*ck, pushing her ass against me to force my c*ck deep inside her, and then moving away to feel it slide almost all the way out of her.I glanced at the clock and saw that there would be enough time so I reached around under her and stroked her clit in time with her movements against me. Suddenly she was shouting out in ecstasy as she started to cum again, this time with my c*ck inside her pulsating pussy."Oh yes, oh my god, oh yess, Mr Matthews, I'm going to....I'm going to....oh fuck!" she shouted as she suddenly came all over my cock, her body shaking and her pussy clamped around my thick c*ck.Slowly, she slumped to the table, resting after her wild climax. But I needed to finish soon both because of the time but also because I could feel my cum rising in my balls from the sensations of her tight pussy on my engorged c*ck.Looking down at her I grabbed her s
I spent most nights of my senior year in high school babysitting. It was my parent's fault, really. Apparently having a real job would affect my grades too much, so I was stuck earning my money by spending my nights in various houses, feeding Kraft Dinner and hot dogs to hyper-active kids while their parents took a night off.It wasn't terrible, by any means. In fact, I took it quite seriously. I don't mind children, and at most places I had full access to the fridge while I finished off my homework after putting the kids to bed. The pay wasn't bad, either. I liked to play games with the kids and most of the time, the kids asked for me back before their parents did. I had a pretty steady clientele, most within walking distance of my house. It was convenient for me -- I had procrastinated getting my driver's license so long that I was 18 and still only had my learner's license.It was late February when Mr. Riley called the first time. I gave my cell phone number out to my clients, and
"Say hi, Kyle," Mr. Riley said, nudging the little boy."Hi," Kyle said quietly.Mr. Riley put him down and Kyle ran back into the other room."I've got to finish getting ready for my meetings," he said. "If you wouldn't mind watching Kyle?""Of course," I replied, "that's what I'm here for." I walked into the other room and sat on the couch. Kyle looked up from the floor, where he was playing with some cars. I smiled at him, and he stood up, picking his toys up and walking over to the couch."Wanna play?" he asked softly.By the time Mr. Riley poked his head in to tell me he was leaving, Kyle and I were playing cars. Kyle hardly noticed his father leaving, making my job easier. Kids always hate it when their parents go.He was a good kid, and very talkative. We played with his toy cars until I decided it was time for him to eat. Over dinner, Kyle told me about his mom. I wasn't exceptionally surprised to find out that his parents were divorced, but I was shocked to find out how muc
"That's fine," I replied quietly. "I can just sleep in this."He blushed. "Well, my wife left some of her things... I haven't cleared them out of our room yet. If you'd like, you can grab something of hers."I blushed in reply but nodded, seeing as sleeping in my jeans would be kind of uncomfortable. Mr. Riley quietly moved past me and motioned for me to follow him down the hall.We entered a big master suite, and I bit my lip a bit when I saw it. Not only had Mr. Riley referred to it as "our room," as though his wife was still there, but half the room looked like it hadn't been touched since she left.His side had clothes on the floor and papers on the wardrobe, but hers was completely clean. There were even bottles of perfume still sitting on the vanity.He turned around and smiled apologetically. "I should clean up, huh," he said in a bit of a louder voice, obviously trying to joke a bit.I laughed softly. "It's fine."He motioned to the closet. "You can pick whatever you'd like. I
STUCK AT MY CLIENT'S HOUSE (4)I grinned at him again. "It's okay if I want to, too," I whispered."You're the babysitter. You... I just met you...""We both want it...""You're so young..." he continued, nearly pulling back.I laughed. "You seem to be enjoying it so far," I teased, rolling my hips a bit, rubbing against him.He groaned and roughly pulled my hips, pushing me against him before he stooped down a bit and kissed me hard. I kissed him back, my hands resting loosely around his neck. I ran my tongue along his lip and he groaned again, his hands trailing around from my hips to my ass, rubbing up along my back and shoulders, and then finally cupping my breasts.I moaned softly against his mouth, biting down gently on his lip."I wanted to fuck you the second you walked in the door," he said gruffly, his lips suddenly on my neck as he fondled my breasts. My nipples hardened under his palms, the cotton of the tank top rubbing against me. "I thought about you my entire meeting.
STUCK AT MY CLIENT'S HOUSE (5)He groaned again, leaning down to resume sucking on my tits as I started to stroke his cock. It was smooth and throbbing in my hand, and bigger than I expected. I rubbed it gently and he pushed forward in my hand, his moans stifled by my tits as he pressed his face against them.I stroked a bit harder and he thrust into my hand again, moaning. He pulled his head from my breasts and kissed me, still rubbing my clit through the shorts."Keep doing that and I'm gonna cum way too fast," he gasped. I giggled and he shook his head. "I'm not joking. I haven't gotten anything near this since Kyle was born."I raised an eyebrow and he blushed a bit. "My wife..." he started to say.I kissed him quickly and giggled again. "You don't need to explain," I said quietly, stroking his cock lightly. He groaned and rubbed my clit again."So good..."he mumbled, and I moaned as touched me. I started stroking his cock a bit faster and he groaned.After a moment he reached dow
STUCK AT MY CLIENT'S HOUSE (6)I started to ride him a bit faster, panting as he thrust up into me. "God, yes!" I gasped, feeling the pressure build inside me.My breasts started to bounce as I moved faster, and he reached up with one hand to cup them as I rode his cock. "Your tits feel so perfect," he groaned, squeezing me gently.I moaned as he pinched my nipples, moving faster and harder on top of him. "Oh, don't stop!" I cried out, shuddering as he used his other hand to rub my clit.His cock filled me completely, moving in and out of my tight, stretched hole. I was close, so close, and I could tell he was too."Mr. Riley!" I gasped, my voice trembling as my hips bucked in response to his hands. He pressed on my clit and pinched my nipple at the same time, sending me over the edge. I came with a loud, drawn-out moan, tilting my head back as he thrust himself up into me."That's it, baby!" he murmured, watching me intently. I rode my orgasm out before nearly collapsing on top of
SIBLINGS BOND BEFORE CHRISTMAS -3"Are you sure this is what you want, Becca? There's no going back after this," Jon cautioned, needing to make sure she was fully aware of what she was about to do."I'm sure, please!" Becca nearly whined as she rubbed herself against his hand.Jon took her mouth again, kissing her passionately as he teased her through her panties. He moved his head down, capturing one of her nipples. He flicked it with his tongue until he had her whimpering, then he moved to the other one to do the same thing. He kissed and licked his way down her flat stomach, pulling back once he was kneeling in front of her. He pressed a kiss right above her panties, looking up at her as he gripped the fabric with his teeth. He began tugging them down, watching how her eyes darkened with passion. Once the panties were removed, he kissed his way back up her legs and across her bare mound. He slipped his tongue between her lips quickly before pulling away. That little taste of her w
SIBLINGS BOND BEFORE CHRISTMAS -2 She held onto him as he slowly stood up, walking next to the tree. Becca leaned forward, placing the star on top and clapping her hands. "Yay! It's perfect!" she exclaimed. Jon smiled at his sister's joy, but he couldn't stop his mind from drifting. He wished he could turn his head and nuzzle her warm thigh. That thought set off an alarm in his head, making him realize just how close he was to losing control. "Did you say something?" Becca asked, leaning forward to look down at him. He felt panic rising, struggling to keep his breathing even. He hadn't even realized he'd made a sound. "Uh, no, I didn't say anything. Time to get down before you break me," he said, trying to soothe his ragged nerves by cracking a joke. "You're such a brat," she teased, squealing as he tipped her backward onto the couch. She landed hard, sprawling out. Jon turned around to see her like that, and he knew he had to get out of there for a minute. He ran up to
Becca bounced around the house happily, excited to decorate for her favorite holiday. Christmas was about a month away, but it was tradition to start decorating the day after Thanksgiving.When her older brother called earlier to say he wouldn’t be able to make it home for the weekend, Becca felt disappointed. They had always decorated the house together, including the porch. She shook her head, plastering a cheery smile on her face. There was no way her brother would want her to waste valuable decorating time being sad about his absence. Standing in the center of the living room, she surveyed the area, making plans in her head. She didn’t even notice her mother come up behind her until she was poked in the side. Spinning around, she clutched her chest, looking up into her mother’s amused face. “Mom, do you want to give me a heart attack?!” “A bit dramatic, don’t you think, dear?” her mom replied, patting her shoulder before glancing around the room. “I’m surprised you haven’t
HEARTBROKEN BEFORE CHRISTMAS -4She pushes my head slowly and I give her what she wants, swirling my tongue over her nipples before departing with a bite I know she'll feel. She squeals, then brightens with a grin when I look up to meet her gaze.'You don't need any encouragement do you?' she says.'Like you said, it's easy when your motivated.'I scoot back against the headboard and carry her with me, making sure to enjoy a firm squeeze of her arse. Her expression tells me she enjoyed it too, and she leans in for another kiss while rubbing her pussy on the underside of my cock.I could cum from the sensation alone. I haven't had sex since Kelly left, and it wasn't exactly a priority in our last few months together.Having Dawn's closeness and warmth, her talented lips and supple body, is more than enough on its own.She reaches down and lowers herself onto me with sensuous ease. There's more to appreciate without the drunken fog, and we rock our hips amid a leisurely kiss, enjoying t
Heartbroken before Christmas -3'Do you live by yourself?''Yeah, why?''Your place looks like it's had a woman's touch--the figurines, the cushions, the pictures. Not that I'm questioning your taste, I just wondered.'I can't help but chuckle. I'm so used to having this stuff around, I had no idea that's how it would be perceived. 'It's my ex's stuff.''Oh. Do you keep it because you miss her?'I choke a little, almost spitting out a mouthful of drink.'Sorry,' Dawn says quickly. 'Too personal--sometimes I have no filter.''It's alright. I don't really miss her; maybe I miss an idealised version of her sometimes. We were engaged but...obviously it didn't work out. We were supposed to get married yesterday.''You're kidding.'I take a much-needed swig. 'Nope.''I'm so sorry. Do you mind if I ask what happened?'I take a deep breath and puff out my cheeks. It's not something I want to drag up, but maybe talking about it will be cathartic. 'There's not much to tell. We were together for
HEARTBROKEN BEFORE CHRISTMAS -2I follow her and Billy to the kitchen, also piled with boxes. She opens one of them on the counter and starts rummaging through it. 'I'm Dawn by the way. Should've mentioned that earlier, too.''Dan.'She smiles. 'I don't have much to offer, I'm afraid. Just tea, coffee...ooh!' She pulls out a couple of purple sachets. 'And hot chocolate.''We may as well keep the festive theme. Hot chocolate would be great.''I was hoping you'd say that. Coming right up.''So where have you moved from?' I ask as she takes a carton of milk from the fridge.'London.''Oh wow. A small town like this is going to be a culture shock for you.''That's what all my friends kept telling me. "You'll be so bored. There'll be nothing to do. Do they even have running water up there?" I'm sure you've heard it all a million times.''A billion. It's an unusual move, though--normally it's the other way around. What brought you up here?'She pours milk into a pan and mixes in the content
Snow is supposed to be magical at Christmas. I guess whoever decided that hadn’t been blindsided by their fiancé three months before their wedding.“We need to talk,” she said one night.“Alright,” I replied.We sat on the sofa we’d picked out together after moving into our forever home. Our kids were supposed to grow up here. That had been the plan.“Are you happy?” she asked.She clearly wasn’t, and I had the feeling she wanted me to say I wasn’t either. But I didn’t lie to her.“Of course. I’m getting married to the love of my life. What’s this about, Kelly?”Her face fell then. “You really haven’t noticed that things between us aren’t how they used to be?”I shook my head. Maybe I should have in hindsight. Maybe I ignored the signs or took things for granted. In my heart of hearts, though, I think she was making an excuse for what she said next.“There’s someone else, Dan.”That hit me like a wave of frigid water. For my own sake, I won’t recount the rest of the conversation, but
Tribbing my submissive crush -3 I lowered myself into a squat until every fold of my pûssy made contact with Bella's. Then, I leaned forward, moving my hips back and forth in circles, massaging her tender pûssy with my hot, hard clît and pubic bone."Ahhh..." she whimpered softly, her voice trembling with arousal.I bit my lower lip as I leaned back, causing our labia to press together, the bottom of my ass cheeks resting on hers. In this position, I bounced up and down, slapping our cunts together."This feels so good," I groaned."This is... amazing," Bella murmured, her voice barely audible over the sounds of our bodies.I loved the feeling of her smooth buttocks against mine and alternated between watching the sexy girls in the p**n video and Bella's rocking tits. Her nipples, dark pink and firm, stood out enticingly.Bella continued to moan as I rocked her, grinding her hips as much as she could despite my weight keeping her pinned to the bench."You’re so beautiful like this," I
TRIBBING WITH MY SUBMISSIVE CRUSH -2Bella began to speak, but her voice broke into a stammer. Then, she closed her mouth and simply shook her head."Yes?" I said.She nodded.I beckoned her over to the bench, and she sat down in front of me, both of us straddling the bench with our legs. I rewound the video to where the girls moved to the bedroom, hand in hand and prepared to trib, to give Bella some context.I was curious to know how she would respond to the fantasy of girls pressing their clits together.Would she be as turned on as me? Would her clit respond like mine did, growing and escaping its hiding spot in search of contact with another hard clit?I placed the phone in front of Bella and kept some distance between us.My heart raced; I couldn't believe that Bella had accepted my offer to watch porn with me. We sat in silence, watching the video as the sexual tension hung thick in the air, but neither of us was bold enough to make another move.After a minute, I heard Bella's