I sighed softly as he touched me lightly, tracing his fingers along my slit and lips, his hand cupping my shaven mound.
He curled up next to me, leaning down to press his lips against my breasts. I bit my lip as he kissed all around my nipple. He flicked his tongue against my nipple, twirling his tongue around it before he sucked gently.His hand was still rubbing my pussy softly, his fingers just moving against me, not pushing into my cunt. His motions were relaxing, though the attention he was paying to my breasts was making me wet all over again. I let my hand trail up to his hair, gently running my fingers through his hair as I tried to get his attention.
He sucked my nipple a moment longer before he looked up at me. I bit my lip shyly. "Mr. D, will you kiss me?" I asked.
He laughed softly, taking his hand away from my pussy and bringing it up to my breast, fondling me. "You're okay with kissing an old man like me, little girHe laid next to me on the bed, kissing my neck as I recovered from my orgasm.I turned toward him, enjoying the feel of his lips on my neck, when I realised that he was still fully dressed.Not only that, but I had already had two orgasms, and I hadn't even touched him yet. It was strange to me -- Jason always demanded that I stroke his cock before he would touch me.I was so used to it that the fact that Mr. Davidson hadn't said anything yet was completely foreign to me -- the fact that he had put me before him was strange. As I realised it, I started to pull on Mr. Davidson's shirt, wanting to touch him, make him feel as good as he had made me feel.He kept kissing my neck, and I pulled his shirt up. He moved his lips away from me as I pulled it over his head, wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me close to him as soon as I had it off him.My breasts were pressed against his chest and I could feel my hard n
He stared at me for a moment, looking slightly amused before I kissed him again. As I did, he pulled me down completely on his cock, thrusting up into me. I couldn't help but cry out -- he was much thicker than Jason was, and I could feel him stretching me. He buried his cock in my cunt, and held me still against him for a moment before he started to guide my movements, his hands never leaving my ass. I gasped as I moved against him. Jason and I had never fucked in this position, and Mr. Davidson was hitting places in my cunt that I didn't even know existed. Soon, Mr. Davidson's hands were just resting against my ass as I rode his cock, moving my hips hard against him.I gasped and moaned, feeling myself build up in a way I had never felt before. My movements started to get a bit more sporadic, but before I could cum, Mr. Davidson stilled my movements, his hands holding me firmly down against him.I looked at him, panting. "Please, don't make me stop," I gasped, trying to writhe again
A QUICKIE WITH THE MARRIED BRIDESMAID - 1At his cousin’s wedding last year, Jake found himself serving as one of the groomsmen, dressed sharp in a fitted black tuxedo that, he’d admit, made him feel more confident than usual. It wasn’t long before he met his partner for the wedding party dance—Anna, a bridesmaid who was already catching glances around the room.She was tall, slender, and radiated a confidence that had Jake intrigued from the start. Her long auburn hair fell in loose waves, and her bright eyes sparkled whenever she laughed.As they were introduced, Jake extended his hand. "Looks like we're stuck with each other tonight."Anna smiled warmly. "Seems that way," she replied, her gaze holding his just a bit longer than expected. "Hope you can keep up.""Oh, I think I'll manage," Jake replied, grinning.They quickly hit it off, bantering and laughing throughout the rehearsal and various pre-wedding events. It was playful, flirtatious even, though Jake kept his expectations
A QUICKIE WITH THE MARRIED BRIDESMAID -2The room was silent except her soft gasps and whispers of his name. She pulled her gown upwards, revealing her shaved pussy.A small lump formed in his throat as he ran his eyes over her core.Damn!It was trim and already soaking wet...just for him, he realized."Go on." Anna urged, pushing his head against her pussy. "Show me what that tongue can do."That was a challenge he was itching to accept.He lifted her with his arms and steadied her on the table, spreading her legs far apart. Then, he lowered his face again to her throbbing pussy and gently kissed at her juices that were already dripping down her thighs."Jakee.." She let out another moan, shuddering as she arched her back. Immediately , there was a sudden knock at the door.“Anna?” her husband’s voice called, a hint of worry in his tone.They froze, exchanging a quick, alarmed look.Anna’s eyes were wide, but she didn’t move.Jake whispered, “Hide. Now.”Instead, Anna simply relaxed
A QUICKIE WITH THE MARRIED BRIDESMAID -3"You don't tell me what to do, you cheating whore!"His curse words seemed to turn her on. She was a cheating whore! That was all she could ever be!His tongue ran over her pussy, flicking up and down as she wriggled her ass on the table.With every contact he made with her core, she was sure that she was definitely one step away from losing her sanity.Nothing made sense to her anymore.All she wanted was to feel his hardness pound away inside her. He increased the pace of the movement of his tongue on her and soon, her entire body began to shudder.Jake sensed what was about to happen.She was going to cum, and he couldn't allow that. Not until he taught her a lesson for cheating on her husband. He wanted to own her pussy while her juices dripped out.She began to shake as she felt herself approach a high climax. Jake stood up abruptly."Now, it's time to get what you deserve! But before that...I need you to beg for it." He growled.Her eyes
(Samantha, a sexy Asian girl is tied up at a beach.)Samantha heard the sound of her phone vibrating in the sand. Kind of hard to answer the phone when you can't move your arms. Even if they weren't tied behind her back to the chair that she sat in, it'd be impossible to say anything through the tape wrapped around her mouth."How does it feel? Are you comfortable?" Jason asked even though the look on his face suggested that he knew the answer. She felt the sand in her toes. That was the only comfortable part about it."Uh...!" Samantha moaned. She felt the ropes holding her legs together and she desperately wanted them apart.They had become much tanner after a few days in the tropical sunshine.Honeymoons are normally relaxing. They aren't supposed to be terrifying."Good." Jason seemed pleased by his handiwork. "I'm gonna be right back. I want to get coffee first. Don't go anywhere, Sam." He seemed delighted. They had dragged the chair onto the beach. Jason said it'd be fun.She c
"You're pretty good at this game." She took it as a yes. "Is it something that you'd find in a chest of sex toys?" "Yes." She couldn't see his face, but his hands were olive-colored. She guessed he might have been Persian. She tried to pretend like it didn't bother her when the hands went down to her thighs and grabbed the sides of her ass. "Is it something that you would use to stimulate a male?" The hands stopped moving. They came off of her. Thank God. Then she nearly screamed her head off when she saw the pocket knife. He cut her bikini top off with it. The remains of the bikini top were pulled off of her breasts. She was powerless to stop it. "No. No, please." She felt his cock on her shoulder. He had unzipped himself, and it rested on her shoulder like a warm, throbbing parrot. She felt it slide, and the moist tip of it kissed the side of her neck. "Forgot to mention. Every 'no' will cost you the removal of a garment. And you only have one left." She
Sabrina waited nervously in the reception area. The lovely young woman kept fidgeting with her long auburn hair and smoothing her pale blue sundress. She'd been building up the courage to make this appointment. Now, she had to keep focused on the reason she was here. The 27-year-old wife wanted to be a better lover. Even before her marriage five years ago, Sabrina realized she was inexperienced sexually. She loved her husband dearly and wanted desperately to please him—and herself—in bed. But her puritanical upbringing and somewhat sheltered social life had left her almost naive about sex. The problem was variety and experimentation. She had been raised with the idea that making love simply meant intercourse in the missionary position. Of course, now she had been married long enough to know that there were other "flavors" to sample in the bedroom's candy store. But she just could not let go of her inhibitions enough to enjoy them. Her husband was patient and never tried to
Tempted by mum (4)The next pic he clicked on had the same pose as the earlier one.In this, Mom had stared into the camera with a look that screamed lust as she was bent over the desk, and Craig began to sweat at how much of her breasts were visible down the shirt. It was still making him uncomfortable, but in a different way.He zoomed on the picture, making her breasts larger and larger.When the picture was five times its normal size, it was still crystal clear and he could see her braless breasts, right down to the darker skin around her nipples.Mom had finished that shoot, by kicking off her heels and posing with her feet up on the back of the chair, and a final picture of her laying on her back, on the desk, the glasses off, and her nibbling on the ear piece.Craig had been glad it was over, but aside from feeling a little embarrassed at seeing his mother like that, nothing was really amiss. Until the next shoot. Mom had asked him to take some in her room, and he hadn't though
TEMPTED BY MUM (3)"Nothing, I...I'm just touchy about not having anyone right now." He told her. "Britt dumping me still kind of burns and I don't have much time to date."Technically, he was telling the truth, it sucked being alone. In fact, a part of him wondered whether his issues with his mother stemmed from not having sex the last few months. But Britt had been a needy drama queen and he didn't necessarily miss her, although the sex had been fun."Sorry, Craig." Again, Mom seemed sincere. "That has to be frustrating; I mean guys your age have a lot of..." She paused, and the sly smile was back. "Energy.""Right." He nodded, hoping it was left at that."God knows it's been a few months for me too, but at least I have batteries.""Mom!" That was the last thing he needed, thinking of his mother masturbating."Hey, I'm not just your mom, I'm a woman too." She said. "A very attractive one." Craig pointed out. "Who gets asked out all the time so if you're lonely, its kind of on you."
Well, Mom's face had not particularly aged, as well as her body. Her features were still smooth and soft, and her high cheek bones gave her a classic beauty that as a burgeoning photographer he knew as much sought after.Mom's eyelashes were long and natural, and her lips weren't just full, but so much so many of her friends had asked her if she used Botox. But like everything else on mom, from her large firm looking breasts, to her nails, curly hair, and tan, those blow job lips were all natural.Blow job lips. Along with cock tease was an expression no son should be using in context of his mother. In his defense though, how many sons' mothers were sexy as fuck like his was? With his eyes on his mother's perfectly formed lips, he couldn't help but go back to his original thought.This hot as hell position of hers seemed more like a pose than a natural way to fall asleep. Why would she fall asleep like this anyway? Mom usually did nap after a swim and some sun, but would shower first
"Shit," Craig muttered when he saw his mother's car in the driveway. What the hell was she doing home? Mom never left work early.He parked alongside her car and grabbing his camera bag took a moment to gather his resolve. Looking into the rearview mirror, he recited the words he'd spent the last two days telling himself he would say."No, mom, I'm not going to take any more pictures of you." He stared into his deep blue eyes, pretending he was meeting his mother's gaze. "It's not proper.""Proper?" he repeated, rolling his eyes. He sounded like grandma, but it was the right word. He shook his head. He could come up with better."Inappropriate!" Craig nodded in satisfaction. That sounded better. Now if he could just stick to his guns, he might be able to get his shit together and stop looking at his mother like she seemed to want him to.It sounded crazy, but each time his mother had asked him to 'practice' by taking pictures of her, Craig swore she was getting more improper. More tha
Coworkers discover their lust for each other (2)I let out a low moan as she worked her mouth and hand rhythmically, up and down the shaft of my cock. As she continued, she tickled the sensitive area at the bottom of my cóck head with her tongue. And before long, I began to thrust into her mouth. My heart thumped with fury but I didn't give any damn!All i wanted mow was to enjoy every move she made. She reached out to gently caress my balls, squeezing them gently as she continued to suck on my cock. Before I could stop myself, I spread my legs as far open as the compact car seat would allow, giving her more access to my cock.My fingers quickly undid her bra, and her large breasts swung as she bobbed her head up and down. Damn!I was in for a shocking surprise. Sara had very large areolas that got all wrinkly when she was turned on, and her nipples were hard enough to cut glass. I cupped her ample breasts and rolled her hard nipples between my fingers with my right hand while I ran
You know, when you work together with someone for a long time, you start to notice things about them. That's what happened with Sara and I.We worked in a TV studio, and we were the youngest staff there by a pretty good margin.I was a writer, creating scripts for the videos we produced, while Sara was a videographer, talented with a camera and an eye for what makes good video. We were creative and had to work on a multiple projects together.The whole idea of ever having sex with Sara never seriously crossed my mind until after a few years of working with her. I began to notice little details about her. She was obviously the type of woman I would love to fûck, and she had gorgeous blonde hair, a curvy shape, beautiful large tits and piercing blue eyes. She also had a sharp wit and keen sense of humor, which made working with her a blast. Yeah, that was definitely a dangerous combination for me.We were married to different people, and just about every day driving to and from shots,
It still shocks me how I end up being pressed up against the bathroom door at the club almost every time I go. Maybe it isn't as shocking as I think… especially since I come onto the first somewhat decent-looking man I see.Am I desperate? Probably.Tonight at the club, I was just dancing with my girls as I usually started out the night. I was wearing a pink top with a jean skirt, already a few drinks down, when I saw a handsome man standing off to the side, a beer in hand, watching everyone dance. I continued to keep my gaze on him as I danced with my girls, waiting for the moment he made eye contact with me.When he finally made eye contact, I bit my lip, grabbing onto my friend. I turned myself around and started grinding on her, not breaking eye contact with the handsome man.He chuckled upon seeing my teasing as my friend grabbed onto my hips while we danced.It didn't take long for my friend to get tired and decide to get another drink. That’s when my confidence rose, and I wal
The redhead smiled, walked over to Victoria, bent down and said,"Taken away your free will.""Excuse me?" Victoria questioned, confused.The redhead said, matter-of-factly, "You will obey every command from," and she paused before stressing, "anyone."Victoria looked at her mystified as she stuttered, officially nervous, "W-w-why?""Are you kidding me?" the blonde interrupted. "Revenge, of course. Plus when today is over, we will have changed the world."Victoria was still perplexed as she tried to process all of this.The blonde continued, "Do you know the name Edna Parker?"Victoria racked her brain trying to place the name with a face. No matter how much she tried, no remembrance came. Finally, she answered, "Sorry, no I don't."The blonde's words spit out with deliberate disdain as she said, "I figured you wouldn't."The redhead asked, "Did you know there is a 'I hate Victoria Brace' website?""No," Victoria said, unbelievingly."Oh yes," the blonde said, "It has hundreds of memb
( This story contains themes of mind control, revenge and lesbian sex.)"Fucking oil spill," Victoria muttered, looking down from her office to the street below. "There must be 10,000 fucking protesters there. Sure, I gave the order. Sure, I fired the man who actually told me there was a problem. It's not like I expected the thing to blow and cause those deaths and this mess. Now to figure out how many more people I have to pay off."Victoria was the CEO of Epic Oil and it was their oil spill in Florida that had caused this massive rally, aptly timed for today, Earth Day.The oil spill had already cost the company billions of dollars and a variety of lawsuits were pending. But all those could be dealt with by bribery. All you needed was enough cash; as Victoria had learned early in life---everyone has a price.Still engrossed in her thoughts, she did not hear the commotion coming from the reception area. She pondered all the work it had taken to get this position, this plush office on