Chad was going to take his time and enjoy this, after his initial licks he backed off and began to kiss Jessie's thighs. His lips and tongue made small circles on one thigh, then the other, each time moving in a little closer to her sex. He could sense Jessie was in an extreme state of arousal and would climax almost instantly if he worked her too soon.He paused to pull off his shirt then Chad returned to the task at hand. "Mmm this is better than I thought", he smiled to himself. Kneeling in front of her, he gently lifted her ass up and placed a throw pillow underneath the small of her back, propping her hips up.He pushed her legs wide open, her wet pussy ready for his special attention. With his right hand he gently spreads Jessie's lips open with two fingers, then with his left index finger begins to tap Jessie's clitoris gently."Oh my God," Jessie's mind screamed silently and her flushed body produced a monumental amount of lubrication straight to her sex. Dripping with her
Daisy was in front of Sharon’s door and picked the key under the door. She entered the house quietly and looked at the guest room. Everything was ready. On the bed, Sharon placed a pile of dry towels and the bathroom was clean. There was also some stuff in the dresser for her comfort.Daisy passed the guest room and headed to Sharon’s room. She was curious to see what it looked like. She knew that Sharon was lesbian but she never saw a lesbian’s bedroom in real life. She expected to find something different or special. In addition, she was dying to know what it could feel to fuck another woman.She reached her room and pushed her door slowly. She entered on the tip of her toes and undressed without noises. She was completely naked when she slid her cold body under the cover and rubbed it against Sharon’s warm body that was sleeping on the bed.Sharon opened her eyes immediately and even if she was still under the sleep state, she was sure that a naked body was rubbing her back.“Dai
It was shaping up to be another boring night at home, scrolling through the Tinder feed. I knew it was bad because I was seeing women I’d already passed on weeks or even days before. Clearly the site was running out of women in my local area. And there was only so many times I could play around with my profile, adding or deleting photos...fiddling with my bio... rethinking my likes. No matter what changes I made, though, the women never seemed to ‘like’ me back. On the rare times they did, the conversations never went anywhere. Typically it’d be me asking about them, perhaps getting a response before a ghosting, but more than likely just no message at all. And the women that ‘liked’ me first, well...I just wasn’t interested in their profiles. Usually they’d be older than me, or out of shape or heavy into smoking or drinking. I’d spent the better part of the year getting into shape, quitting drinking, and I hadn’t smoked in years. It’s not that I had really high standards – I didn’t
Synopsis: I ’ve been waiting for so long. At age twenty I have been waiting for someone to milk me. Now I just might have my chance. It’s just me and my stepfather Allan. We haven’t been alone in a long time and I can see that there’s something different in his eyes. Something that I’ve never seen before.I think that he doesn’t know, but I guess he’s known all along!CHAPTER ONE“ Come in here Lisa.” He tells me the second my mother leaves.I’m in the kitchen getting the chores done so that I can go out and swim. So that I can go out and have fun with friends.“I’m trying to do the dishes.” I tell him.“I said to come in here.” He grunts at me.I jump at the sound of his voice.I have reddish hair and hazel eyes. I’m wearing a sports bra and a pairof booty shorts that fit tightly so that my ass shows off.I stop doing the dishes, rolling my eyes I know that I have to listen to him. Well, I don’t have to. But while I’m living under his room and my mother’s I must do what I am told.
I spread my legs wider as he teases me through my panties. Running his knob up and down my pussy lips before he grunts and pushes it against them, spreading them so that his knob can meet my clit.I push it away weakly.“You want daddy’s cock inside of you. I can see it in your eyes.” He tells me.I whine at him and bite down on my lip.He squeezes my tit and that’s when the milking begins. He grunts as each stream hits his mouth, and he drinks it down greedily.“That feels good, god. Don’t stop.” I whine at him.He brings his knob down to my hole. Not removing the panties and slowly slipping it into me. I shake my head no, as he nods his head.“Trust me.” He moans and yanks on my tit, making me cry out louder.I don’t push him away. I feel his knob slipping in and out of me and relax. I feel my pussy getting wetter. Suckling his knob “Daddy, fuck, oh fuck me!” I scream at him as he starts milking both of my tits at the same time. Each creamy stream is hitting his mouth.“Yeah?” He g
He moans and closes his mouth, opening it again. I squeeze my tit and watch another stream hit the back of his throat.After a few more times of it his eyes opened for me.“You are so hot, milking yourself for daddy? Making him take your milk?” He moans to me, running a hand down my ass and spanking me hard.“Daddy!” I glare at him when he grins at me.“Give me that, you’re not even doing it right. Make daddy happy.” He tells me in a normal voice and it's so deep that I begin to grind on his soft cock.“Don’t you worry, it will get hard soon enough.” He grabs my tit and tightens his grip around it, making sure that he gets a good stream into his mouth.He’s right I don’t milk myself right. Daddy knows how to milk me so that he can take the pain away faster.He’s right about another too. He gets nice and hard against my pussy the harder I grind against.“Cum in me this time.” I purr at him watching him as he takes stream after stream. His eyes are on mine and he nods his head slightly
I hated Shopping at the best of times, but Saturday afternoon, this was a bad idea. I'd fought my way through the crowds which seemed to be growing ever bigger and was amazed that I had managed to catch a glimpse of her. Cathy was a friend of a friend who I didn't know that well but we'd met a few times before.I wasn't surprised to see her in one of the designer shops, she was always quite particular about her appearance, or at least she was every time i'd seen her. I went in to say hello and she seemed genuinely pleased to see me. After the usual polite conversation made when meeting someone she asked if I could help her out with something. 'Anything you like!' I answered, with eyebrows raised. Our past meetings usually ended up with a little flirting, nothing serious as we are both attached but fun, nevertheless. I followed her towards the rear of the shop. She was carrying three pairs of trousers, all typically her, smart and expensive looking. She handed me her bag and asked i
I was finishing preparing for the wedding a beloved friend had encouraged me to help with. I kept checking my own hair and my lipstick in the mirror until I approved of what I looked like. I decided to put on a navy blue gown with gold stud earrings. Underneath the dress, I made sure I wore a pair of lacy blue panties with a matching bra. A pair of sheer stockings, along with a navy pair of heels, completed the ensemble. As I looked at myself in the mirror one final time, I recalled how my mother always told me to be ready for any function.The wedding was to get a friend of a buddy and my friend also invited me as his guest. It was an easy thing for me to take his invitation since he'd always been there for me. It was no secret I really liked dressing up. It was five o'clock when he came and gave me the once over with a grin on his face. I looked at him and inquired if the outfit fulfilled his acceptance. The nod and wink he gave me said it all. The trip into the wedding allowed