The surrogate nudged Rebecca to bend each knee in turn as she slid off the sneakers and anklet socks, and pushed her pants off, leaving the girl standing before the three onlookers in nothing but her ribbed white tank top and matching white cotton bikini panties. Rebecca trembled a bit, more from excitement than from cold, but made no effort to cover herself.Ms. Cameron stood behind her and whispered in her ear. "You have such a beautiful body. Look at how hard your future husband's dick is as you stand here, nearly naked before him. He's anticipating your warm wet lips engulfing his thick shaft."The surrogate took the rubber band out of Rebecca's ponytail and smoothed her shoulder-length wavy hair. She ran her hands down the younger woman's shoulders, down her arms, until her fingers came to rest on the naked flesh of Rebecca's belly between the hem of her t-shirt and the waistband of her panties.The older blonde slid her fingers up and under the thin fabric of the t-shirt, sendin
Rebecca grinned up at Andrew, spattered in his orgasm, and smiled in a slutty manner he had not yet seen from his previously innocent lover. She closed her mouth and licked her lips, opening it again, with an even broader smile, to show him that she had swallowed and enjoyed his offering.She used his still firm shaft to guide the cum on her face into her mouth, and when she thought she had coaxed every last drop, she used her fingers to scoop up the still warm sex that coated her breasts.Ms. Cameron guided the young initiate to her feet. The next part of the therapy was necessary to seal the bond of trust between the two. Rebecca had to know that he would never criticize or belittle her expressions of love and lust. She had to know that he would not lose respect for her as a result of their adventures.With the remnants of his cum still smeared across her face, and the scent of his semen still fresh on her breath, she leaned forward to kiss him. He did not recoil, instead he pressed
In the real world of late morning Rebecca lay nude on her belly on her rumpled bed; her fingers whipping her fragrant juices into a froth of sexual desire as she feverishly worked her throbbing clit. She amplified, repeated and redrafted the last night's reverie into a crushing, shuddering cascade of orgasmic quakes, and a final rolling, thunderous climax that dragged her back into unconsciousness.The young woman awoke for the second time, spread lewd and naked on her back after nearly an hour of dreamless, exhausted sleep. She was surprised at herself in so many ways.Normally an early riser, no matter how late she worked or partied, the clock on the dresser now showed past noon. She almost never had erotic dreams and that night she had more than she could remember.She rarely masturbated and typically felt guilt and shame after bringing herself to, at best, a marginal climax. She had just brought herself to a toe-curling, mind-shattering orgasm and felt nothing but contentedness.S
Coloured chalks in hand, she is deep in concentration. The noisy chatter of the young adults as they take their seats behind her barely registering as she concentrates on the task in hand. She has already drawn the parted legs and rounded arse cheeks and was now working on the pussy lips, the outer labia. Her drawing was graphic in its anatomical correctness and state of arousal.Her mind drifting to thoughts of her Dom as her hands lovingly sketched in the clitoris ... Thoughts of how only a few hours ago, she had been in his bed, entirely at his mercy. Being so entirely under his spell that she could deny him nothing ... A groan nearly escaped her lips as she remembered his tongue flicking, slowly licking and oh so very gently sucking her clitoris to orgasm. Her cunt stretched tight with his fist deep inside her, his other hand roughly pulling her mound.Oblivious to her growing audience, she continues with her drawing. The inner labia, pussy flaps ... Wide open, like butterfly wing
"You wanna stay over tonight? Mom's makin' pizza." Tad hoped it wasn't obvious how badly he wanted Mark to stay over. The last time, Mark had rolled over in his sleep and put his arm around Tad's waist. Feeling his friend's breath on the back of his neck gave him the biggest boner he'd ever gotten. And thinking about it when he rubbed one out was better than anything he'd felt."Sure. Lemme call first." Mark put down the Xbox controller and pulled out his cell phone. "Hey Mom. Yeah, I got a 96. Tad asked me to stay over. Naw, his Mom his here and makin' pizza for dinner. Thanks, I'll see ya tomorrow." After hanging up the phone, he picked up the controller. "It's cool.""Cool," Tad said, hiding his smile. "Lemme go tell Mom."Jumping over the couch, he jogged out of the living room and stopped in the kitchen. His Mom had changed after work and was all dressed up. "You mind if Mark stays over tonight, Mom?""Did you remember I had a date tonight?" she asked."We're just gonna play Xbox
"No, you put it on," Mark whispered with a glint in his eyes.Tad's hands were shaking as he squeezed a blob of the thick lotion into his palm. He warmed it first by rubbing it in his hands, the reached over to slide his closed fist down Mark's shaft."Oh yeah," Mark moaned. "Keep going."Tad slid even closer as he worked his hand up and down slowly. Mark shut his eyes, his mouth hanging open as he gasped and moaned. "Like this?" Tad asked."Nice and slow," Mark begged. "That's perfect."He used his other hand to touch Mark's balls at the same time. That made Mark lift up to push into his fist more, so Tad tugged his short down a little further."Take them off," Mark groaned. "Oh fuck, this is the best."Emboldened, Tad dragged them completely off and scooted down to kneel on the floor between his feet. Mark was rocking his hips in time with the slow strokes, holding his breath from the intensity. When the lotion began to wear off, the friction increased and Tad was afraid it would ma
"I trust you." Tad leaned closer to look in his eyes and handed him the condom. "And I want this.""Dude, I don't know. Won't that hurt you?" Mark turned the foil wrapper in his hand. "Won't it be gross?"The porno was still on and some chick was getting corn-holed by a guy with a cock as long as Tad's arm. He gestured to the television. "What about that? She doesn't look like it's hurting her. We can shower afterwards before Mom comes home if it's gross."Mark looked over his shoulder at the porno and Tad saw his dick twitch. "We can try, I guess." He looked back with his eyebrows drawn together. "Promise you'll tell me if I hurt you."Tad grinned and scooted closer to the edge of the couch. He opened the tube of lube while Mark struggled to get the condom rolled down his shaft. It didn't look like he'd as much practice as he'd bragged about.Getting a dollop of lube on two fingers, Tad reached down and slowly swirled the cold gel around his puckered hole. He forced himself to relax,
The next morning Tad bounced into the kitchen to find his Mom sitting at the breakfast table with her cup of coffee and a dreamy look on her face. He was wearing his sweats and running shoes, ready to leave the house as soon as he could without making her suspicious.Mark had been gone by the time he'd cleaned the puke out of the trashcan at the side of the house. The stench of bourbon and pizza would have raised too many questions with his mom and he didn't want to talk about what happened. Not yet, anyway. He'd taken a long shower after cleaning up the living room and resolved to stop dreaming about being with Mark. It had been a mistake, but he had learned something from the experience; he wanted more. And that meant coming out about who he was."Looks like you had a good date," Tad asked with a forced smile."He was very nice," Mom said. "Where's Mark? I figured you two would be sleeping off a pizza and video game hangover.""Naw, we called it an early night. He had something to d