My hands curved over her perfect breasts, and as i rubbed the taut peaks of her nipples against my palms, I couldn’t believe how good her curves felt in my hands. Her legs wrapped around me and I was lost, drowning in a violent need that i had never been able to transcend.Her sweet tongue did crazy things to my insides, things i had never felt with anyone else, no matter how talented they were with their mouths and their bodies.Erotic memories returned along with renewed desire.“Remember how it used to be?”My fingers began their slow descent from the center of her breasts, past the small clasp at the front of her bra, and Diana's eyes changed color as heightened awareness infused her.“Remember how slow we went?” I said, my voice barely a whisper, full of lust, I let finger play down the center of her rib cage, around her neatly indented belly button. In college she had never let me get very far, but I had finally worn her down enough to let me pleasure her with my fingers. I had
Only once in college had Diana been brave enough to touch my penis, and I knew she had never been able to forget the feel of my smooth, huge erection in her hands. I knew she would had spent so many years wondering what it would have felt like if she had let me stretch her wide. If she hadn’t been so afraid of her own shadow, maybe she could have risked giving her virginity up to me and i would have plunged into her again and again until we both cried out.Diana POV.I whimpered with pleasure at the X-rated images as he slowly lowered us into the lake, finding a spot deep enough to completely submerge our bodies. “Are you cold?” he said into the curve of my neck, gently punctuating each word by nipping at the sensitive spot behind my ear.I shivered, but not because i was chilled. I had never felt so inflamed. “I’m perfect,” i said with a smile.Although the water was cool, i it felt heavenly rushing across my heated skin as i floated in Enzo's arms, he wrapped my legs around his wais
His lips and teeth bit into my neck just as his thumb pressed into me. This time he didn’t make any pointed comments about my new vocabulary. And I was glad. Because i had never felt anything so good in all my life and i didn’t want one single thing to spoil these wonderful new sensations.My body begged for more of his touch. Threading my fingers through his hair, i bit and sucked at his lips as the first waves of an orgasm crashed over me, i thought i tasted blood, and i didn’t know if it was mime or his, but it didn’t matter. I didn’t care. All i could concentrate on, all I wanted to think about, ever again, was the incredible pleasure of Enzo touching me.Enzo loving me.Enzo making me come like this again and again and again.When my orgasm was on its final legs, Enzo pulled off his boxers. His incredible penis jutted out at me beneath the water and i wrapped my fingers around it, sighing with satisfaction at the throbbing, hot weight of him in my hand.Being with Enzo like this,
Enzo's POVAs I continued pounding my cock into Diana's tight wet pussy, i picture Josh's big, lumbering, football-playing body impaling Diana in their bed filled me with rage.But what really killed me, absolutely crucified me, was the fact that I had just experienced the most sexually fulfilling fuck of my life.Hadn’t I been with some of the world’s most beautiful women? Underwear models that put Barbie to shame, movie stars whose perfection created the latest craze in nose jobs and cheekbones, lush women who made Kim Kardashian look like a wallflower.So why was it that one too-thin woman, with enough lines around her mouth at thirty-two to prove just how uptight she was, had to be the only woman who had ever truly driven me insane?Fortunately, i wasn’t a dumb little twenty-one-year-old kid, I'd come to Stanford tonight for closure. Like hell if I was leaving without it.Diana's limbs were wrapped tightly around my neck, his waist, her face was pressed into my neck and she was pa
I watched her struggle with my coldness. And yet, she still ate up my nakedness, need flaring up in her eyes.Forcing myself to turn away from her obvious desire, i reminded myself that this was what i had wanted. For us to end their relationship once and for all.Only this time, we were ending things on my terms.Fighting my protective instincts every step of the way, I said, “Get dressed,” pulling on my own pants over my naked, wet skin as if giving her step-by-step instructions.But Diana was racked with shivers, as she held her arms tightly around her waist, hiding her breasts from me. “I…I’m all…”Seemingly too cold and distraught to finish her sentence, I felt like she was imploring me with her big doe eyes to help her out.No way.I raised an eyebrow and waited.Finally something inside the woman I craved for no good reason snapped. “I’m all wet!” she yelled.“Wet! Iam soak through my dress and my underwear is ruined and if you don’t want anyone to find out about this you’d bet
Enzo had given me that gift tonight. The gift of pleasure. Of satisfaction. Of finally knowing what giving myself to a man, body and soul, was supposed to be like.Sliding down under the steaming water, i groaned with pleasure, feeling so much bolder than I had ever been before, i placed my hand over her pussy and summoned up a picture of enzo in my mind.' Tell me what you want' he had said.My fingers trembled as i found my most sensitive spot and started rubbing small, light circles.Slick wetness flooded between my legs and seemingly of its own volition, my other hand found my breast.'What do you want me to do to your pussy?'Heat rushed through me, Aching, desperate arousal. Arching my body into my hand, i threw her head back and cried out his name as I rubbed faster and shudders racked through my entire body.Still in a daze, i dried off and crawled naked under my covers, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.I woke to the insistent bleeping of my cell phone. It was Maddy, it h
I noticed that my mother took a step back as she asked the question, obviously more afraid of catching something from her daughter than she was concerned about me having an actual illness.“No,” i began, but then i realized that i did in fact look different, my passionate, wild night with Enzo, i could hardly say his name in my head without blushing and breaking out in a sweat—must have changed me on the outside, just as it had irreparably changed me on the inside. And if i didn’t plead illness, what would i say?'Oh, you know how it is, Mother, when you spend the night having sex with an old flame in public, you just glow a little bit more than usual'A wild giggle threatened to erupt from my mouth. If i ever dared to say something like that to my mother, the earth would surely open up and swallow me whole.“Diana?” Amy said, her tone sharp. “I’m waiting for your answer.”I feigned a cough into my hand. “I might just be a tad under the weather.”“If only josh were still here to take
I picked up my fork and small talk commenced again, mostly centering on how good josh had looked last week when my father took care of some business with him. My parents still fawned all over my ex-husband, and i sat as still as a rock, taking the familiar family scene in, not saying a word (no one expected her to, anyway).Yet, at the same time, I wasn’t really seeing my parents. Wasn’t really listening to what they were saying. Because suddenly, I couldn’t suffer through one more Sunday brunch. Not without rocking the boat at least once in my life.Feeling reckless, I said, “The funniest thing happened to me at the reunion last night,” i began, waiting for my parents to ask me to tell them more. But it was as if I hadn’t even spoken. My mother got up to refill my father’s wineglass and he started another boring tale about golfing with some old cronies from work.How long had i been living like this? With no one paying the least bit of attention to what i had to say? Dozens of Sunday
It took me a couple of minutes to really come back to awareness, and I was still hard in Eden’s ass. My cock felt like it was super light and super heavy at the same time, like a steel beam without weight, and I realized that I’d picked up my own high from all the oil.“Eden,” I groaned, slowly pulling out of her ass until I popped out.She moaned happily, rolling onto her side, and I managed to lift her up and slide her onto the massage bench. “Hey, baby,” she grinned. “Up until this afternoon, I thought last weekend was the best sex I’d ever had. This definitely tops it.”I laughed, and she did too, and I crawled up behind her on the bench and spooned her as she tilted her head back so I could kiss her.“You’re still hard,” she noticed.“I am,” I grinned.“Good,” she said, sliding off the massage bench and heading to my little kitchenette and grabbing a washcloth. “Because I want your next two loads deep in my cunt. Then you can pick where you put it on or in your personal MILF after
“O-Oh ... wow...” she said.“What is it?” I asked.“I think my high just kicked in,” she said breathily. “My ass feels amazing, and God I want you to fuck me.”“Not yet,” I grinned, continuing on with her thighs, and watched as she squirmed in place, flexing her muscles and absorbing the feelings running through them. Her nipples were poking out nice and hard, and she was arching her back a bit with her horniness and pushing her chest to the sky.Spreading her legs, I got on the bench between them and looked at her pussy up close. I’d fallen in love with it that first time at her place, but I just couldn’t get enough of how perfect and pretty it was. Aroused as she was, it was swollen a soft, ruddy pink, the inner labia spread slightly wanting something to fill it, her clit poking out from the little clit hood that capped it.“Trevie, baby,” she moaned, reaching down for me. “Fuck me?”“I told you the plan, baby,” I said with a smile. “Step two, I want a taste of this delicious pussy.
“That would be so hot,” she grinned and kissed me.We made out for a little while, and then I stripped her naked - which didn’t take long since she was only wearing the dress and no underwear.“I’ve got a plan for you tonight,” I told her. “Step one is giving you the full body massage and running my fingers over every single inch of your body, and step two is feasting on that delicious MILF pussy of yours until you’ve squirted at least twice for me. But for step one I need you to decide something for me.”“What’s that, Trev?” she asked. She was naked and sitting on the edge of the massage bench, but somehow her energy and nervous excitement made her almost like a kid on Christmas morning.I couldn’t help it, I kissed her again first. “Well, I can use my regular massage oils,” I said, showing her a bottle of the usual brand I used. But there was another, unlabeled brand next to it. “Or I can use this. I had a friend back in college who was a bit of a pothead, and she’d done research in
And Monday had been like I’d started working at an entirely new Spa. Sure, I still had the occasional older client, but what Jessica had said had been true - my week looked like it had booked up with Trophy Wives and Club Daughters.Thankfully, I think, nothing untoward or explicit happened. There was some light flirting, but no one got as forward as Rachel Killian had, let alone Eden; the weirdest part of it all was that all of them were so nice to me. Everything I could remember about the Greenmeadow membership was that it was snooty, snotty and could be quite rude. But these women were downright ... pleasant. And I could think of only one reason - they were all, in the back of their minds, considering the idea of getting a piece of me.That, right there, was a weird feeling and I dreaded the day someone made a move I had to turn down.“Why would I ask her out?” I replied to Jessica. We were waiting in the lobby for my next appointment, a Club daughter who was running five minutes l
And then we were fucking again, her on top and riding me, putting in the work as her tits bounced off my lips and I grabbed her ass, teasing her asshole with one finger. Then I flipped her over and fucked her on her hands and knees, and she came again when I adjusted and fucked down into her more, mounting her like an animal and bashing my cock against her g-spot, causing her to squirt again in a little spray.She pulled off my cock and this time I came in her mouth as she swallowed it down.I went to the kitchen and got us water, and came back to Eden kneeling face down on the bed, her ass up in the air, asking me to spank her. I did, and then fucked her from behind again as she fingered her clit and humped back at me, panting and laughing and begging me to make her come again. Then we shifted again and she mounted me backwards so that I could watch her ass, which I spanked and played with as she bounced and ground on my cock. She fell back onto me and I fucked up into her, jamming o
She kissed me as I carried her, uncaring that I was smothered in her juices and smell, getting it smeared all over herself as well. She directed me to her bedroom and I tossed her on the bed as she laughed happily, and then I slowly pulled the dress off of her as she bit her lower lip sexily and watched me with a little smile. Joining her array of jewellery was a thin golden chain around her waist.“God, you are perfect,” I said, crawling onto the bed and looming over her so I could kiss her.“You’re not so fucking bad yourself, though you aren’t nearly naked enough,” she teased and giggled as she plucked at my shirt. “How the hell did you get so good at that?”“Patience, and practice,” I said as I stripped off my wet t-shirt and started unbuckling my belt. “And I plan on putting in a lot more of it with you.”“Yes, please, God,” Eden grinned. “Be as patient as you want with me. But don’t forget to be rough, too. I’m serious, I want you to make me your little MILFy whore. Anything you
“Oh, oh my God,” Eden moaned quickly. “Oh, no, oh my God! Trevor. Oh, you’re really good at that.”I pushed her thighs wider, the green dress sliding up over her hips, and I looked her in the eyes as I tongued her.“Ung, do you actually get turned on doing that?” she asked me, clutching at her knees to keep her legs open for me, her pretty lips pouted open from the fast pleasure I was pushing on her.“You taste so fucking good,” I said between licks.“Oh, fuck,” she breathed out. “Oh, my God.” And then she sighed with a girlish, sexy moan.“Just relax and enjoy, you naughty fucking MILF,” I said.“Hooooo-kay,” she moaned, relaxing back on the couch and closing her eyes.She breathed deeply, letting out little moans for a bit, but her eyes snapped open when I moved up to her clit. “Oh! Fuck, that’s really good. Oh, Trevor, fuck. My clit. My clit!”I reached up and pulled the shoulders of her dress down, revealing her naked tits, and used one hand to fondle them while I brought the othe
That right there was the best kind of response I could get from someone. I’d only gotten it once before during my practical placements through college. Getting it again with Marissa made me a little giddy and lightheaded. Eventually, she called me back into the room, and I showed her some arm and back stretches that would help her out, along with how to use a tennis ball on her chest to work out some tension. It wasn’t perfect, but it would hold her over if things got really tense before she could get another massage.She waited around for me while I cleaned and reset the room, and then we walked to the staff changing rooms together. Marissa had me give her my number before we split apart.That night I went back to my place feeling like a king. I’d changed a beautiful friend’s life with my knowledge and skills. And I’d gotten the best blowjob I’d had in my life from Eden.Once I’d had dinner, I texted Eden.‘Good evening, Eden. This is Trevor.’It was a couple of minutes before I got
I chuckled and went back in. Marissa was lying on the bench with the wedge under her. It started around her hip area and lifted her abdomen at a slight angle, and her breasts sat in the cutouts while her head remained raised. I could see the expanse of her side boob from one side, and she was definitely filling out the cutout.“Can I take this thing home with me?” she asked. “I haven’t slept on my stomach since I was like thirteen because of these things.”“It’s not mine to give away,” I said. “But I can give you some good websites to order one from.”I reapplied oil to my hands and went to work. Marissa was a little ticklish on her sides, but once I’d gotten her warmed up on her lower back and she’d gotten used to the feeling of my hands, I started moving higher. She had a build that was similar to Rachel Killian - generally fit, but holding a curvaceous softness that made massaging her skin feel just a little pillowy. Her back had a few little moles and freckles that made her feel m