Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss*****He slid his cock from her hand and pushed into her again, making her throw her head back and grunt. He started fucking her hard and fast, but she put a hand behind her and on his stomach."Not like this anymore," she pleaded. "I can't stand up anymore.""Okay," he said.Then, without hesitation he put his hands on her waist and turned her around facing him and lifted her up onto the counter. She put her hands behind her onto the counter to hold herself up as he moved between her legs, shoving her dress up to her waist. He pulled her closer to the edge of the counter and then looking down, he watched as he slid back into her easily and smoothly, the counter at a perfect height.She spread her legs around him and he laid his hands on her thighs as he thrust in and out of her, pulling out until the head started to emerge than shoving back into her, threatening to pushing her further onto the counter so she had to hold herself up to the
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's bossFiona almost reached out to pull him back against her as he stepped back, but was too tired to move. His cock slid from her and semen spilled out of her, running down her pussy and butt, and then dripping onto the floor."Oh damn," he said, looking at trail of semen leaking out of her."Just get me some paper towels, please," she said, pointing to the roll of paper towels by the sink.Tim walked across the kitchen, tore off some paper towels, and came back to her, his cock hanging out of the fly of his pants, no longer hard, but not completely soft. He handed her the paper towels and she held them between her legs with one hand while she offered her other hand to him."Help me off here?" she asked.He took her hand in one hand and her waist in the other and brought her down off the counter to her feet. Her dress slid back down over her arm between her legs and she felt foolish standing in the kitchen like that, but decided to not care.Tim
(This story has gay themes. Kindly skip if this might trigger you)——Elijah and I only barely caught each other's eyes as we 'sup' nodded each other. This was gonna be so damn awkward. We avoided being too near each other, tuning into a different conversation if someone invited us in.The beer was helping though. After a couple he even sat next to me and I didn't feel the need to jump away immediately. He nudged my knee."You good?" He asked. I smiled at him."Yeah man. You?""Yeah." He cleared his throat and glanced around the bar."So do we talk about it?" He murmured. I burst out laughing. He's such an idiot."No!" I said. "God no! And here?!" I nodded towards our friends and he grinned goofily."Aight." He said. "So, you hired a new barista yet?""Na, no ones looking." I sighed. "We're paying an insane rate as well. $27 an hour, that's unheard of but still- no one biting.""I'll keep my ears peeled." He said."You don't want to come back?""And work for you?""Guess so?""Na, I c
CONTINUATION: My bestfriend asks me to suck his dîck. I do. "Yeah but that's YOUR dîck." I said slowly. My body was kinda betraying me though."So? You want it, or at least part of you does." He looked pointedly at my own somewhat noticeable bulge. "I want it too... I mean... it doesn't matter right?" I bit my lip. Probably a bad idea? But I did want it. We both did. Maybe we could make this work."I mean... Ok." I stuttered. Elijah grinned and sat back triumphantly, spreading his legs and looking at me.And in spite of my misgivings, damn! I was so horny. He was so hard.I slowly slipped off the couch and nestled between his legs. He moaned as he looked at me."Yeah." He whispered. "Take it out." I reached for his trousers and slowly undid them. His voice was sending me straight to wanting to submit, wanting to make him feel good, wanting to be there at his feet, serving him. I shuffled his pants down and gently released his cock. I moaned as I took it out, and he moaned as I moaned
Unholy Affairs With My Sister In-law (1)My name is Henry, and for almost two years, I have carried a heavy secret within me. I did something I shouldn't have done. I shouldn't be saying this, but I don't feel any regret over what I did. Well, it's time I shared my story. Now, listen, I love my wife and I always will. However the story I am about to share with you is about my wife's sister, Jennie, and how I fell so damn hard for her. It all started on the day Jennie, my wife's younger sister, got admission into college. Jennie lived with her parents, who were my in-laws, until the year she turned 20. Well, my in-laws were getting older, so they basically asked my wife and I to help them Jennie out whenever she needed it. I enjoyed being of help to my wife's family, especially Jennie.Why? I'll tell you!Jennie reminded of the time when, Ciara, my wife was much younger. She had her sister's striking features. She was naturally sexy, long legs, with a skinny waist and a long, wavy
"So, is everyone set?" Ciara asked loudly from the driver's seat. I could only see the top of her hair from over the large TV between us. "Uh.." I paused, "We are alright. Aren't we, Jen?" I asked her, closing the car door. Jen coughed, "Yeah, I am."Ciara began to drive.~~~~Jennie was as light as a feather, and she still felt soft against the hardness of my body, despite being so fit. It seemed as though each time she leaned back, her body melted into mine.She wore a peach-like fragrance and it felt intoxicating as my nostrils took it in. The car rocked our bodies steadily, and soon she was leaning her head against my shoulder, with her eyes shut. My senses flared as her exposed neck was next to my face. Sleep fled from me and I became wide awake. I was suddenly aware of every curve of her body as she rocked against mine. The deep cut neck of her summer dress gave me a slight bore of her cleavage.It was obvious she didn't even have any bra on because her boobs bounced as the c
"Stop it!" A small voice yelled at the back of my head, yet I continued.I didn't know how to stop myself from rubbing the thick, throbbing head of my cock against her pussy.I didn't know how to stop myself from massaging her soft, right boob with my left hand.Instead, I continued. Her wetness seeped through her panties as she stirred, breathing and moaning harder. She let out a soft moan and rolled her head on my shoulder, her breathing was now directly on my neck. I froze. What if she was only pretending to be asleep? What if she knew exactly what was going on? I could tell from her heavy breathing that she was so fucking aroused by what I was doing to her.My hands remained in the same position as she panted on my shoulders. While my left hand cupped her boobs through her thin dress, my right hand still held my cock. I dug hard on my lower lip as I gently released my cock. Desire flicked through me as I waited for a reaction from her. After a couple of seconds she moved sli
"Okay, Henry" Jennie said, closing her eyes, "You'll do it just once, and it's only because you're just like my brother. Please, be quick about it!"Joy filled me up as I heard her words. That was all the permission I need to grab her tit more firmly. I took in a sharp breath as I slowly thrust the entire length of my cock up, right into her horny pussy. I paused without any resistance, enjoying every second as I filled her up. Finally, this was it! My thick cock was now resting inside my sister in law. My cock throbbed in her virgin pussy as I held my full length inside her, filling up her void. Jennie continued to moan loudly as I planted soft, wet kisses on her neck and played with her clit. Soon, she arched her slender back against my chest. This new position made it easier for my cock to push harder into her wet pussy. I decided to test my luck and I pulled out my dick a few inches before thrusting it back in again, watching her reaction. I didn't seem to notice what had
CONTINUATION: My bestfriend asks me to suck his dîck. I do. "Yeah but that's YOUR dîck." I said slowly. My body was kinda betraying me though."So? You want it, or at least part of you does." He looked pointedly at my own somewhat noticeable bulge. "I want it too... I mean... it doesn't matter right?" I bit my lip. Probably a bad idea? But I did want it. We both did. Maybe we could make this work."I mean... Ok." I stuttered. Elijah grinned and sat back triumphantly, spreading his legs and looking at me.And in spite of my misgivings, damn! I was so horny. He was so hard.I slowly slipped off the couch and nestled between his legs. He moaned as he looked at me."Yeah." He whispered. "Take it out." I reached for his trousers and slowly undid them. His voice was sending me straight to wanting to submit, wanting to make him feel good, wanting to be there at his feet, serving him. I shuffled his pants down and gently released his cock. I moaned as I took it out, and he moaned as I moaned
(This story has gay themes. Kindly skip if this might trigger you)——Elijah and I only barely caught each other's eyes as we 'sup' nodded each other. This was gonna be so damn awkward. We avoided being too near each other, tuning into a different conversation if someone invited us in.The beer was helping though. After a couple he even sat next to me and I didn't feel the need to jump away immediately. He nudged my knee."You good?" He asked. I smiled at him."Yeah man. You?""Yeah." He cleared his throat and glanced around the bar."So do we talk about it?" He murmured. I burst out laughing. He's such an idiot."No!" I said. "God no! And here?!" I nodded towards our friends and he grinned goofily."Aight." He said. "So, you hired a new barista yet?""Na, no ones looking." I sighed. "We're paying an insane rate as well. $27 an hour, that's unheard of but still- no one biting.""I'll keep my ears peeled." He said."You don't want to come back?""And work for you?""Guess so?""Na, I c
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's bossFiona almost reached out to pull him back against her as he stepped back, but was too tired to move. His cock slid from her and semen spilled out of her, running down her pussy and butt, and then dripping onto the floor."Oh damn," he said, looking at trail of semen leaking out of her."Just get me some paper towels, please," she said, pointing to the roll of paper towels by the sink.Tim walked across the kitchen, tore off some paper towels, and came back to her, his cock hanging out of the fly of his pants, no longer hard, but not completely soft. He handed her the paper towels and she held them between her legs with one hand while she offered her other hand to him."Help me off here?" she asked.He took her hand in one hand and her waist in the other and brought her down off the counter to her feet. Her dress slid back down over her arm between her legs and she felt foolish standing in the kitchen like that, but decided to not care.Tim
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss*****He slid his cock from her hand and pushed into her again, making her throw her head back and grunt. He started fucking her hard and fast, but she put a hand behind her and on his stomach."Not like this anymore," she pleaded. "I can't stand up anymore.""Okay," he said.Then, without hesitation he put his hands on her waist and turned her around facing him and lifted her up onto the counter. She put her hands behind her onto the counter to hold herself up as he moved between her legs, shoving her dress up to her waist. He pulled her closer to the edge of the counter and then looking down, he watched as he slid back into her easily and smoothly, the counter at a perfect height.She spread her legs around him and he laid his hands on her thighs as he thrust in and out of her, pulling out until the head started to emerge than shoving back into her, threatening to pushing her further onto the counter so she had to hold herself up to the
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss With a few slow, deliberate strokes he kept sliding further and further into her, until his pelvis met her butt and she felt her pussy stretched and filled by his cock, wonderfully stretched and filled.She gripped him tightly, not wanting to let him go, wanting him deep inside of her."Oh god," he groaned, holding still, his hands holding her waist tightly, her dress draped over his wrists, so he could see her bare firm ass and his solid erection disappearing inside of her.He trembled at just the sight of the penetration and the feel of her tight pussy was making him want to come already. He sighed and tilted his head back, letting himself calm down.Fiona didn't move, feeling him on the edge, and just waited for him to regain control and move again. She looked back over her shoulder at him, tossing her hair to the side.His face was intense with concentration, looking down at their joining. He looked up at her, met her gaze, and his fa
Continuation: Entertaining her husband's boss "Just thought I'd come in and talk to you," he replied. He glanced back into the living room. "I think Phil has run out of conversation.".She followed his gaze and saw her husband slouched in his favorite chair, head tilted to the side, mouth slightly open, snoring.She smiled softly. He looked so peaceful, though it was a scene she'd seen countless times before. "Sorry about that," she said, turning back to Tim. "He works long hours. Well, you know that already." "Yeah, I do," he said with a knowing smirk. Tim swirled the ice in his glass before taking a long drink and setting the glass down on the counter. He leaned in just a little closer, his voice dropping to something lower, almost conspiratorial. "If I were him, I wouldn't work such long hours, leaving a beautiful wife like you alone." She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a half-smile. "I’m not alone that much. I work too, you know." He gave a slight shrug, his
CONTINUATION: ENTERTAINING HER HUSBAND'S BOSS "Dinner's almost ready," she said louder. "Make the drinks and keep our guest company while I finish up."With a groan Phil walked to a cabinet to retrieve two glasses, added ice, and poured in some bourbon. He took the drinks back to the living room with a final look at his wife."Here's your drink," she heard him say, "Oh, and let me take your coat. And have a seat wherever you want.""Well, let me say hello to Fiona first," Tim said.Fiona was dropping the spaghetti into the boiling water when she heard Tim walk across the living room and into the dining area that was separated from the kitchen by the short part of the L-shaped counters. He leaned forward and just looked at her for a few seconds.Fiona didn't say anything as she added salt to the pasta and put on the pot lid, then turned to him."Hi, Fiona," he finally said, a big smile on his lips."Hi, Dean McLaughlin," she said."Oh, just call me Tim," he said."All right, Tim, how
Fiona looked at herself in the floor length mirror. She lightly ran her fingers through her long wavy dark hair, parted down the middle, brushing it onto her tanned bare shoulders.She looked at her make-up, pursing her lips to make sure there wasn't too much red lipstick, and then checking the light black eyeliner and blue eye shadow that complimented her deep blue eyes.She leaned back and ran her hands over the tight black dress that hugged her fit but curvaceous figure. Thin straps went over her bare shoulders, invisible with her hair draped over her shoulders. The neckline was cut down possibly too low, revealing her ample cleavage but she smiled and pushed her breasts together, amplifying the effect.The dress hugged her hips and butt tightly then stopped short at mid-thigh revealing her long toned legs, clad in stockings. The dress was tight enough to see the garter belt beneath the dress, clipped to her stockings.The black heels were toeless with straps around her ankles and
Continuation: Taken at the car park by four men!There was another painful thrust, and she whimpered. The dick paused, still stretching her ass painfully. The pain subsided a little until the dick pressed deeper into her bottom.Helen almost shouted for him to stop, but the burning eased again. Another painful thrust, another whimper. It seemed to last forever, with repeated waves of pain that subsided, so she felt pleasantly replete.Finally, she felt a hairy groin press against her bum cheeks."That's it; that's all I've got," Chris said.Helen moaned. The remaining pain slowly ebbed away.Her entrance was stretched wide, and she felt incredibly full, but it felt okay; better than okay, it felt fantastic. She wiggled her arse, exploring the delicious feeling of fullness the movement evoked.Strong hands stroked her bum. "God, your arse is so fucking tight." Chris paused. "You've never done this before, have you?"Helen shook her head. "No."Chris snorted. "Sorry, the way you came on