His finger ran along her inner thigh, then over her slick flesh. She gazed at him, wide-eyed, eagerly anticipating his big fingers sliding into her. He gazed down at her breasts, heat glowing in his eyes.But then he stepped back, leaving her breathless."It’s lunch time. There’s a meeting at one in the conference room, so you should get something to eat now."* * *Sylvia opened the door to the conference room. After she’d left Slade’s office, she’d gotten dressed again—minus her panties, which had been given to Neil—and eaten a nice lunch that Granger had brought to her in an empty office. She knew they were being considerate and giving her some time to herself as a breather. Now she stepped into the room and all eyes turned to her."Well, that’s disappointing. If we’re going to have an office slave, she should at least be naked," Granger said with a grin."You heard the man," Slade said. "Strip down."His authoritative tone sent a quiver through her. She unbuttoned her blouse and s
Poor guy. It’s gotta be torture having her mouth only on one side while the other is cold," Neil said.Slade glanced at him and quirked his head in a sideways gesture. "That’s true, Neil. You’re welcome to come help out."To her surprise, Neil knelt down facing her and pressed his mouth to Slade’s big cock. He followed her movements, sliding along the cock until his lips touched hers, then they moved together, totally covering the cock wherever they were. She quivered at how intensely erotic it was, her lips touching his, gliding along this hot, steel-hard shaft.They traveled his length several times, then Neil continued over the top and took the head into his mouth. He gulped it down, taking it deeper than Sylvia could. She watched in fascination until he slid off the end, then she took the mushroom-shaped tip in her mouth. She bobbed up and down a few times, then Slade cupped her head and drew her from him."Now it’s time for someone to fuck you."Her heart thundered in her chest a
She was alone in this garage-like space with a big, bad boy biker. And she was his slave. Her insides quivered at the thought. She stopped in front of the big machine and stroked the black, leather seat, then turned to face him."I saw you watching me when I arrived this morning, and got the impression you liked the idea of being with a biker."At thoughts of this big biker with his huge cock filling her, all she could manage was a nod.His gaze locked on hers and he grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and tugged it over his head, then tossed it aside. Her gaze locked on his broad chest and chiseled abs."Even a slave deserves a treat sometimes."His fingers worked at the belt on his jeans, then he unzipped and let them drop to the floor. His big cock stretched his black briefs to the limit, and she could tell he wasn’t even at full length yet.He stepped toward her and grabbed her hand, then she found herself crushed against his steel-hard chest, his arms around her, his lips capturing he
He cupped her breasts as he pivoted his hips forward and back, forward and back, filling her with thick hard cock again and again. She squeezed him, feeling the pleasure rise within her. He tweaked her nipples and she moaned, then he pulled her tight against him, squeezing her breasts as his cock drove deep."Oh, yes. I’m so close." Her breathing was erratic."Fuck this. I want to see your face."He dragged her from the bike, his cock slipping from her again. She felt lightheaded as he turned her to face him and backed her up until she felt the cold, hard wall behind her."God, I want to fuck you so bad." His muscular body crushed her against the hard surface as he thrust his tongue into her mouth, drove deep several times, then nuzzled her neck."Oh, please." She wanted his big cock inside her so bad."Tell me you want it." His charcoal gaze burned into her."I want you to fuck me," she said breathlessly."Shit, yeah."He drove into her, impaling her in one thrust. She moaned as plea
Hell Yes!what time do you want me to come?"☆☆☆☆The Male Stripper:::Becca wrapped her hand around him. The feel of his thick, hard, hot shaft in her hand melted her insides. It seemed to pulse in her hand."Oh, God, it’s so… big."She glanced at Cal, whose grin faded slightly as his brown eyes darkened with simmering desire."His cock’s looking a bit lonely over there," Cal said as he stood up and walked toward the chair. "Think it needs some company?"She just nodded, anticipation flaring. She’d seen Cal’s cock at the party, but not up close and personal.He stripped of his black pants, then his briefs. His big cock, a little longer than Don’s and definitely thicker, dropped in front of her. She wrapped her free hand around it. At the feel of two hot cocks, one in each hand, her vagina clenched in need."I’m starting to feel like this was a setup." Don glanced at Cal with a grin."Is that a problem?" Cal asked.Don’s eyes glittered. "Not if it means what I think it means."Cal win
Evan watched Crystal walk down the stairs in her satin gown, her face glowing, and his heart compressed. God, but he loved her. His hands shook at the thought she'd be uttering her wedding vows in front of a minister and a huge congregation of family and friends in a very short time.Too short a time.He'd spent all last night thinking about it. Realizing this was his last chance. If he didn't do something now, then the events that had been so long in the planning would proceed, and the future would be set.And he would be miserable.He had to talk to her. He had to tell her how he felt. Explain why he hadn't told her sooner. Why he was ruining her wedding day. And probably ruining their relationship forever.But he had to do something. Because in less than an hour she would marry another man—Evan's best friend.And Evan couldn't let that happen without speaking up and telling her how much he loved her. Because maybe . . . just maybe . . . she felt the same way about him.No matter wh
"I brought you this." Evan handed her a glass of water. "Renee was bringing it to you.""Thanks." She took the glass from his hand, ignoring the ripple of awareness that quivered through her when their fingers touched.It's okay to notice.* * *Evan's stomach twisted, but he had no time to let nerves slow him down. If he started thinking about how close he and Brent were, how much damage this would do to their deep friendship, then he knew he'd back down. But he had to do this. For the good of their relationship. If this went unspoken between him and Crystal, it would eat away at him and their friendship until it all fell apart."I . . . uh . . . wanted to talk to you, if you've got a few minutes. I mean, I know the wedding starts soon, but—"Another knock sounded at the door."Yes?" Crystal said.Renee popped her head in the door. "Crystal, Mom wants to go over some details with you again, and Dad's anxious to use the den. I think he wants a quick drink before the ceremony. He's ner
L ori clung to his shoulders,reveling in the heat of his muscular body pressed tight against her. His glittering eyes locked with hers and he smiled .Oh, God. She didn’t even know his name .She shivered as he positioned his huge erection against her damp opening. Then he pushed forward. She gasped at his intimate invasion. So long .She had waited so long .He drew back, then glided forward again, filling her deeply. Joy bubbled within her. Her heart pumped, propelling hot blood through her veins, accelerating her intense desire. Adrenaline coursed through her as he pumped forward and back. Forward and back. Explosive energy built inside her and she gasped for air. She could feel it starting. What she’d been longing for. Very soon she would experience the orgasm of a lifetime .He glided into her, again and again, heightening the pleasure. Anticipation quivered through her. Building…building —A loud buzzing grated in her ear. The feel of his hard cock faded away to an empty ache as
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