I pulled away briefly and tugged off my blouse and quickly shrugged out of my bra. Tim's eyes widened as he took in the sight. I sat up straight and arched my back, and pulled his head down to the fullness of my left breast. He lightly ran his tongue over my nipple and then gently sucked on it. I pulled his head down into my breast and moaned as he continued his attention."Harder," I moaned. I felt a jolt of pleasure radiate into my body as he nibbled in response to my command."Please," I said. "Harder." His deep breathing momentarily paused and I soon felt more of a pinch. I squealed in pleasure, arching my back further. I nestled down further on the couch and pulled him towards me, my own hand running across his chest and over his pants. He was rock-hard and I traced the outline of his cock and stroked him through his pants, all while guiding his hand to my other breast. Soon, through the ministrations of his mouth and his hands on my breasts, it was all too easy for me to lose my
I met her online, on some dating site. I can't remember which one exactly, I have so many on my phone, and this was sometime ago when I first returned to the country. We added each other on a few social medias, Snapchat, kik, and instagram. What initially attracted me to her, was her long blonde hair, her big eyes that her makeup just made pop, and her very impressive deep cleavage. We chatted a little bit here and there, and eventually talked more. She loved sex, was very open about it, and enjoyed talking about it. I'm the exact same way, and it's gotten me into trouble a few times. So talking to someone with the same openness is always welcomed. She revealed to me that want really gets her off is to be roughed up, commanded, and be called names. Rough sex was something I took too quite quickly. I felt pretty confident that telling her about my experience doing some pornos, and showing her a clip would get her interested me. She liked what she saw, and we kept talking and decided to
I smiled, and asked "What are you giggling about?"."Oh...I'm just remembered all of those guys blatantly staring at my tits back at the bar." She answered."Well, I think now seems like a good time." I thought to myself.I walked up to her, and didn't stop walking pushing her up against a wall.She looked me in the eyes and said "Ooo, I like this!"I brought my hand up to her neck getting a solid grip and in an angered tone said to her, "Oh do? Do you fucking this?" I tightened my grip around her neck, "You like to dress like a fucking slut, and tease men huh?"She looked at me with a panicked look in her eyes, most likely from my very abrupt change in tone and mood."I asked you a question, you fucking slut! You fucking answer me when I'm talking to you! Do you like showing off your fucking tits and ass, and flirting with men giving them false hope?" I demanded from her raising my voice.She nodded and eased my grip from around her neck long enough for her to gasp and reply with a s
She didn't say anything, she just looked up at me, smiled, and closed her eyes and she kept going. I slapped her in the face "WHORE! I didn't fucking tell you to touch yourself! Take your fucking fingers out of you now!" She pouted and reluctantly did."Now grab your fucking tits, push them together around my cock, you're going to make me cum with those big, fat, slutty cow udders of yours!" I instructed her. I was close to cumming, so I knew I wouldn't last long between those beautiful tits. She kneeled there rocking back and forth in front of me, fucking me with her tits."Ugh...big titted fucking cow!" I groaned as I pulled away from her, grabbing my cock and jerking myself onto her face and tits. Rope after rope streaked her face, and covered her tits.What a fucking mess! Her face red, her face stained with her makeup, her hair everywhere, covered in my cum, and her own saliva. We were far from done yet though.I grabbed her by the back of her head, and she instinctively took me
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you can’t do a damn thing about it, you have to lock all that in a compartment or you will be dead, too. When it comes time to bring your fighter back on board a carrier, the only thing that is on your mind better be landing the plane. Everything else needs to be locked away in its compartment. One moment of worrying about something else will land you on the blunt end of the boat instead of the carrier deck.You can’t let shit leak out of your compartments into the others, or your ship might founder
I went to the pro shop to see about renting some clubs and getting a few holes in. The pro shop was open, but I couldn’t find anyone. Nobody seemed to be playing, either. I walked around back, there’s always an “around back” where they usually have a shed with all the lawn equipment. Sure enough, I saw some movement behind some equipment.“Hey, buddy!” I called out. “Anyone running the pro shop today?”A loud crashing noise was the only response for a few moments. Then a head popped out, a female head. A lovely female head. Followed by a female body encased in dirty coveralls.“Well, sir. I ain’t your buddy, at least not yet. And we’re closed today. Pipes busted and half the course is flooded.”We stood there looking at each other for a few moments. I understood the social conventions, and I knew it was my turn to speak. I also knew how to be witty and charming. But all those powers seemed to have escaped my brain. You see, she just stood there in dirty coveralls, her wild red hair re
We sweated in the lowering sun, the temp barely dropping. Maggie barely got dirty, but I was glad I took off my good clothes as they would've been ruined. Finally, we got to where we thought we were good and tied the rope from the tractor back to the mower.“I’ll start the mower, and give you a head nod when I’m ready. Go slow and steady. Something goes wrong. Just stop and we will dig more.”I got behind the Locke and fired it up, letting it run for about a minute to make sure it was good to go. Finally, I looked up and gave Maggie the nod. I let out the clutch at the same time as she did in her tractor, but I had a little too much gas on.The drive wheels on the Locke spun, covering me head to toe in black and red mud. The tractor pulled the Locke forward and it was now out of the deep mud and running by itself. I scrambled to catch it and managed to get it in neutral when I slipped again, and again. Maggie pulled the mower a good hundred yards onto firm ground before shutting the t
I dropped the hose.I kissed her soft lips gently, and she came right there in the waning sun. I pulled her close to me, keeping my hand where it was. She came quietly as we kissed, just little gasps into my mouth. I pressed harder, fully grasping her mons and clit in the palm of my hand. I kissed her harder and she came again, this time moaning loudly.She squirmed away from my hand. “Too sensitive,” she told me. “You better call your hotel. Tell ‘em you got a ride back.”Yeah, I forgot about that. My hard cock and I walked back to the pro shop and I caught the super just as he was about to leave the hotel to pick me up. I hung up the phone and looked out the window to gather my thoughts. I was going to cheat on my wife in about two minutes. I could still change my mind. This isn’t the person I want to be, a cheater. I married Jeanine because I loved her, I do love her, she’s a great woman and we could be happy for the rest of my life. As long as I don’t do something stupid. All I ha
I see people narrating their experiences but well for me, it was a little bit different or should I say awkward.It was with my guy best friend since 1st grade. His name is Charlie. My best friend Mary, and I have always been close with him. We’ve always trusted each other and told each other everything. We are so comfortable with each other that Charlie has witnessed me and Mary eating each other out. Charlie and I have never had sex because he knows I prefer women, but he and Mary have had sex before, which they knew I was well aware of. Mary, Charlie and I had been back home recently for spring break. We stayed at Mary’s families beach house, but it was only us three. We hung out there for a whole week and on the second day was when it had happened. It was a Thursday night and we just had dinner about 3 hours before this happened. Mary, Charlie and I were sitting on the couch watching a movie. About an hour into the movie, Mary was falling asleep, and so she decided to go to he
When they'd been in the car, she'd had her hair up in a ponytail—now it was down, her lustrous blonde locks falling attractively down to her shoulder blades, the honey-blonde tresses framing her pretty face enchantingly. Her blue eyes shone as she turned back towards him, a playful smile turning up the corners of her wide full mouth."Already for bed, sweetie?" Peri asked as she gave him a naughty wink, coming around the bed and getting in next to him."Yes. You look nice." Spencer reply was intentionally subdued, trying to keep his arousal in check from his mother-in-law. He was barely able to take his eyes off his gorgeous wife, wishing his mother-in-law was anywhere else but here."Don't you think Mom looks nice too?""Oh Peri, Spencer doesn't need to worry himself about an old woman like me," Carole said, self-consciously crossing the room quickly and slipping into the other bed, pulling the covers up over her scantily-clad body.Spencer had automatically turned towards his mother
He grabbed his toiletry bag out of his suitcase, and took out a pair of loose boxers and t-shirt as well. He'd planned on sleeping in the nude over the weekend, hopefully to be ready to be inside his wife's tight little pussy at a moment's notice. Being sideswiped by this storm had definitely put a kink in their plans. Resigned to another night of celibacy, he took his stuff into the bathroom and turned on the shower, hoping that immersing himself in a deluge of hot pelting water would help him forget the chilly outdoors."So what do you have that I can wear?" Carole asked, standing beside her daughter as the young woman rifled through her suitcase. Carole quickly spotted the colorful array of lingerie which all but filled the suitcase—not really skiing apparel. "Oh my.""Mom, Spencer and I have been working really hard. We need this weekend away.""I understand, sweetheart." Carole smiled at her daughter as she tenderly touched her arm. "I was young once.""That sounds ominous the wa
With the hazard lights flashing and the wipers going like a turbo-charged metronome, Spencer crept along slowly until he came to the next road. Happy to at least be off the main freeway, he breathed a sigh of relief as he took the curving ramp to the side road, coming shortly after that to a gas station."I've gotten gas here before," he said. "There's a motel just down the road a bit, if I remember right." Continuing at a crawl, ten minutes later they spotted the flickering neon sign of the motel, but they couldn't read it clearly until they were right under it."The Olde Log Inn," Peri read out loud as they drove by at a snail's pace."Well, I imagine it's not The Ritz," Spencer said, squinting to find the unit with the 'OFFICE' light over the door. "But anything's better than trying to get through this snow." He pulled up next to the office and dropped the car into park. "I'll be right back."As soon as Spencer closed the door behind him, Carole leaned forward, resting her arm on t
"Uh, that was the cream-filled you wanted, right Carole?""Yes. Thanks, Spencer," the attractive middle-aged woman said from the backseat. She reached forward and took the offered donut from her son-in-law."And here's you cruller, babe." Spencer handed another donut to his wife as he climbed into the car, brushing the accumulation of snow off his shoulders. "Jesus, this snow is pretty bad. We better get going before it gets worse.""Here's your coffee, Mom." Peri turned in the seat and handed one of the cups back to her mother, and set Spencer's and hers in the cup holders in the front console. "Yeah, it seems to be getting worse since we left the house fifteen minutes ago," Peri said, looking out through the windshield as she fastened her seat belt. "Hopefully it's clearer once we get out of this streamer. I've been looking forward to this weekend away for a month now. The weather better not screw with our plans." She gave her husband a naughty look and winked at him, unseen by her
I didn’t hear the bedroom door open, but the next thing I know, right as I’m pulling out and grabbing my cock to ejaculate, Cheryl is standing next to the bed. Topless, just in her skirt, she smiles as she watches me cum. My first shot of sperm fired up Maggie’s back, with six or seven long ropes firing out after that.“Sorry, good timing, huh?” Cheryl giggled. “I just needed to get some condoms.” She fished around in the nightstand drawer and pulled out a couple.She glanced back at the door, then whispered, “Let me help you with that.” She set the condoms down and proceeded to scoop my cum up from Maggie’s back, gathering it all in her right hand. She held her hand to Maggie’s mouth and Mags licked and slurped it from her fingers and palm.“Your boy is a kinky one,” Cheryl commented, referring to Don. “I think he bats for both teams, he will probably like this.” She rubbed the remnants of my cum into her breasts.Maggie rolled over to kiss me as Cheryl shut the door behind her. She
ThursdayI couldn’t see Maggie on Thursday as we had to cram for our class project. When I called in the evening she did play-complain about not being able to sit all day. Then she surprised me.“Why don’t I pick up you and your spy-friend and we’ll go over to Cheryl's place tomorrow.”“Cheryl from the restaurant? Wow.”“Yeah, we’ve been talking. I can pretty much guarantee your friend will get laid as long as he doesn’t look like Lon Chaney. What does he look like?”“Lon Chaney, Junior.”“Bring some Wild Turkey, then.”FridayDon was so excited about getting laid, and by a woman, no less. But I kept him under control and we managed to evade the other guys for Maggie to pick us up. Don was very impressed when he saw Maggie, giving me the thumbs up from the back seat.We got to Cheryl's place and it was pretty swingin’. A three-story complex, there seemed to be a couple of parties going on each floor. Blue Moon and Runaway were competing on the first, Elvis and Roy Orbison clashed on t
She covered her mouth with her hand. “Oh my God! I’m so sorry! Is he gonna say anything?”“No no no, it’s fine. He’s a buddy and I saved his ass more than a couple of times. He will be cool. But, he did want to meet you. Said he wanted to meet the woman who could thaw out the ‘Iceman’, meaning me.”“Oh! Well… okay. But I don’t want him to cut into too much of our time together.”“No, I sure don’t either. I’ll figure something out.”Cheryl came back with two scoops of Neapolitan ice cream and the check. I inwardly cringed at the $3.87 bill, even with the free ice cream. That was lunch for the next three weeks. Ouch.“What’s that on the back, Johnny?”I smirked as I turned the check over.“It’s a phone number.”~~~A film of sweat covered each of our bodies despite a ceiling fan blowing over us. Maggie had cum three times and I had one under my belt. Maggie licked my chest, then down my stomach, collecting some on her tongue and swallowing it.“I love how you taste, Johnny. All of you.
I was terrified. The only way to keep a secret is to kill everyone who knows it. That seemed extreme for this situation, but I considered it, briefly. I relaxed my hold on old Don.“Don. We’re friends.” We had been in the same squadron a couple of years ago on the Hancock. “You can’t say anything--”“Johnny, it’s covered. I’m only talking to you now cuz all the other guys are gone. Hey, you saved my ass there in Po City. I haven’t forgotten.”I did save his ass. He would’ve gotten drummed out of the Navy after what happened in Olangapo. The Navy frowns upon their officers committing lewd acts in public. And they frown even deeper when said officer gets arrested and is going to miss his boat’s departure. Enlisted men get busted down a rank. Officers get asked to resign.“You damn right I saved your ass. Don, if this ever got out…”“Never.”“I mean ever. So help me…”“I know, Johnny. I know. Don’t worry. How’d you meet her?”While I told him the story of the golf outing, he sat, enthral