Massimo broke the ice by asking us how we were enjoying our trip to the city. That was the beginning of a long, humorous, and enlightening conversation. He also shared some information about himself and his ambitions to become a famous model or actor. He had moved from Italy only a few years earlier and was happy with what he had achieved so far. We split another bottle of wine over dinner and even stayed for dessert and coffee. When the last drops were gone, we procrastinated. We didn't want to let Massimo go and it seemed he didn't want the night to end either. Massimo footed the tab with a smile before preparing for his exit. Quinn then made a surprising but welcomed proposition. “Massimo, would you like to join us upstairs to continue the evening?” “I was just thinking the same thing!” Phaedra added. They all turned to me waiting for my response. “That would be lovely. I haven't had this much fun since the strip club.” Massimo laughed. “You've mentioned the strip club se
My girls were feeding on him like a pack of she-wolves. It was quite a sight to behold. His huge, saliva-slickened pole disappeared into and reappeared out of Phaedra's lunging mouth. Quinn's jaws filled and then collapsed around his juicy nut sack. Knowing that his hardened cock would be plowing through me just as his tongue currently was made his pussy eating all the more breathtaking. I don't know if Quinn sensed how close I was to climaxing or if she just wanted to indulge on a cheek full of my tits. She moved one of my hands from my breasts and replaced it with her mouth. She sucked on it intensely while battering my engulfed nipple with her tongue. She toyed with my other nipple and tit. Phaedra played with Massimo's abandoned balls as she continued to blow him. Massimo lowered my hole up and down and passionately fucked me with his erected tongue. His fingers stretched around my crotch to stimulate my clit. Quinn was zigzagging from jug to jug, lapping on them generousl
The resulting orgasm was just as out of this world as the pussy pummeling that caused it. I shook, quaked, and kicked my legs as the stupendous climax ripped through the entirety of my body. I dug my nails deep into his ass and held on until the show-stopping surge ceased. Massimo eased himself out of me leaving me in a puddle of my warm juices.“I'm just getting started ladies!” he exclaimed as he planted himself in between Phaedra's legs. He yanked her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over. Quinn had been relishing riding Phaedra's face but seemed unbothered by the interruption. She began masturbating as she watched Massimo commence with another round of cunt conquering.Massimo spread Phaedra's ample ass cheeks and rocketed his daunting dick in her pussy hole. Her face said everything. She had always claimed that size didn't matter. She was learning right now, in this very moment that it did. He stretched her twat to ready her in the same manner as he had readied me. His
Summary: Robin: nineteen-year-old, virgin. She's had a few boyfriends but nothing serious. Now she's seriously considering how she's going to finally lose her virginity. Then she has to go round to her friend's house. But her friend isn't in. Simon: mid-thirties. He answers the door to Robin and invites her in. They start off in the kitchen where he first gets slightly physical and then things move on. Oral, face sitting, sixty-nine, blow job, titty sucking, fingering, pussy licking, jerk off CHAPTER 1 Robin hung up the phone feeling slightly annoyed. Jenny was her best friend, so she knew that she shouldn't be so annoyed, but all the same, it was just a huge inconvenience. She had been looking forward to a nice quiet afternoon not doing anything. Maybe she'd sunbathe in the garden or maybe she'd just hang out in her room. All of those plans appeared to have been thwarted now, however, with one phone call from Jenny. She’d answered the phone, pushing her blonde hair back behin
She knocked on the door. Soon it was opened, but not by Jenny. Instead, it was her father. Robin smiled, happy to see him. Although he was Jenny's father he didn't really seem like a parent. He was in his late thirties - he must have had Jenny when he was quite young - and looked good for his age. He was tanned with a strong jawline and a good build. He had short dark hair with a few flecks of gray. He always had a slightly unshaven look and the hint of stubble suited him. Jenny's mother hadn't been around for years and he'd raised her on his own. As soon as he answered the door he broke into a smile that was contagious. “Robin!” he said, “Good to see you! What can I do for you?” “Hi Simon,” she said. He had always insisted on being called by his first name, “I just came to drop Jenny’s bag off for her, is she in?” “No. Chris came by and picked her up. She said she sent you a message to tell you what she was up to?” Chris. Of course, her boyfriend. He must have called and she
There had been times when she had played up to it - times when she had stood close to him, leaned over his shoulder when he was sitting down so that she brushed against him, times when she had complimented how good he was looking. She hadn’t even really realized that she was doing it. It had all been more of a game to her than anything serious. Then again, maybe it could be both serious and a game. They went through and she sat down on the couch. She had expected Simon to sit across from her on the armchair but instead, he sat next to her on the couch. Right next to her. She turned to him. She lifted her legs up beneath her on the couch. “So,” he said, “What shall we do now?” It seemed as though he was saying out loud what she had been wondering. It was almost as though he was daring her. Would she say it? Would she say the thing that she had been thinking about? And how did he know that this was the time to ask? Right when she was feeling horny, feeling as though she wanted to f
Simon might have misread the intent of the increase in pressure, or perhaps he had ideas of his own about how he wanted things to go. As she pushed at him, he allowed himself to be pushed. He lay back on the couch and she came to him, putting herself firmly in the driver’s seat. She had one leg on either side of him, gripping him tightly now. Her dress had been pushed up partly and she knew that his hands would be there, on her thighs, soon enough. She could wait now. She didn’t have to rush things. Everything was going to come to her in time, she knew that now. There was excitement but also a kind of relief - this was happening, it was finally, actually happening! She leaned down to kiss him, quickly pushing her hair back once more. She put her hands on his chest - it felt so strong, so firm - as she started to kiss him slowly, lingering, wanting to enjoy every single sensation of what was happening. She kissed him and felt his hands on her waist. Then they moved down, slowly,
“Go on, go on,” he said and she could hear in his voice that he was desperate for this, desperate to see her breasts fully exposed to him. She continued to tease him as she slowly pushed the other strap off. His hands were on her waist but she felt sure that if she teased him for much longer then he would decide to take matters into his own hands and pull her dress down himself. She took hold of the top of her dress and pulled at it. It took a couple of tugs as she was only pulling gently, but then she felt it slide down over her breasts. And then, there they were. Simon’s mouth hung slightly open. He was staring at them, completely transfixed. For several moments it was as though he had completely forgotten that he had hands, that his hands were so close to her breasts now. Suddenly he seemed to remember. She felt his hands slide up her body and once more take hold of her breasts. She felt her nipples stiffen even more under his touch as his fingers rubbed against them. She kn
Tyler moved closer to them and caressed her breast with one hand. Jessica reached for his belt quickly undoing his pants. Placing her hands around the back edges of them, she eased Tyler's pants to the floor releasing his harden penis. She placed her hand around it gently grasping and pulling it. She pulled his harden shaft to her lips and kissed the tip allowing her tongue to taste his flesh. Tyler cupped the back of her head pushing his penis deep in her mouth. Her tongue swirled and her cheeks caved as he trusted back and forth. He grunted with desire feeling acceleration beating in his limb. "Yeah baby... suck that cock...ahh yeah!" Tyler thrust deep in her throat causing Jessica to expel a gag reflex. She withdrew it for her mouth. Grabbing both arms, Tyler helped her to her feet. He spun her around and bent her over. He spread her legs opening them wide. He took his penis with his free hand and inserted it inside of her. He pushed deep within her as his balls beat against
Tyler stood in the doorway of the conference room shocked by the image his eyes held. Derrick turned and stood meeting his partner's gaze. Jessica slowly stood feeling her face slightly flushed. Tyler quietly closed the door behind him. "What's going on here," he asked looking back at the two of them. Jessica blushed as she looked back at Tyler. Derrick cleared his throat grinning as he looked at his partner. "I got lost and ran into Mr. Stark," Jessica started fixing her skirt. "We collided and I caused her to hit her head and knee," Derrick stated. "I was...helping..." "I'm sorry to hear that...my apologies miss. I am Tyler Mason, Derrick's partner," he introduced extending his hand. "It's a pleasure Mr. Mason. My name is Jessica Evens. I am a student at Long Beach University." "I see," Tyler said looking back at Derrick. "You're here with the other future editors, correct!?" "Yes, that's right." Derrick repositioned his glasses on his face feeling almost ambush
"Are you okay," Derrick asked sitting her up. She grabbed her head rubbing the aching spot. Derrick helped her to her feet and led her to the nearby chair. "Don't move! I'll be right back." She nodded her head slightly and he exited the door. He walked across the hall to the employee lounge and opened the cabinet door. He quickly grabbed a bag and filled it with ice. He returned to the room carrying the bag on ice. She was still seated in the same spot. Derrick handed her the bag. He watched her gently place it on her wavy blonde hair feeling a little uneasy. He walked to where another table stood in the corner and began fixing them a drink hoping to kill any pain. He handed her the glass and she gazed up at him. Her ocean grey eyes captured him. She took the glass lightly brushing his hand with her finger tips. His heart fluttered as he downed his drink. The strong bourbon slid down his throat burning as it touched the parched area. He grabbed the nearest seat and pulled it u
The doors to the elevator parted unveiling an endless window stretching from the ground floor to the top. Jessica and Cherry entered the elevator as directed astonished by the sight as they ascended. The scenery was a peaceful wonder stretching to the sea. The more elevated they became, the more the world shrunk around them. It was a glorious painting of different rays of lights and contrasts as Jessica peered out the window. It almost felt as if she had been flying. The journey to the floor was as entertaining as the classroom. Cherry continuously boasted about Mason & Stark Industries and how their work has changed many lives. Jessica smiled and pretended to listen as her friend's excitement escalated. They finally arrived to their destination and the doors parted open once again. As they excited the elevator doors, they were greeted by a thin, dark hair woman. She graciously led the group down the hall discussing her position and the company. As she spoke, Jessica realized she
"It was good. Nothing to really brag about but I would definitely bend her over a desk any time I need a stressful release." "Amazing," Derrick said without glancing from his paper. "You managed to seduce your secretary and gain new potential clientele all in one day. What's next!? A college intern?" Tyler let out a loud chuckle finding Derrick's astonishment humorous. The silence returned between the two of them. Tyler continued reading through the papers. He flipped the page and spotted a picture of them at the top. Tyler patted Derrick on his shoulder. "We made the paper this week," Tyler announced folding the pages down. Derrick leaned over to get a better look. "What is now the most exciting new company on the block, Mason & Stark Industries is making headlines across the nation. Tyler Mason and Derrick Stark are striking back against bankruptcy and saving many companies from dying out. At age 36, they are the youngest and the most eligible business men of the decade...
"Why not? He's...handsome. It would be perfect for you. Both of you will get laid and everyone will benefit with good grades and attitude adjustments." "He's in his forties. I'm only twenty." "So!" "Why don't you sleep with him if age doesn't bother you?" "Maybe I will. Beside, the older they are the more experienced and the better the sex is." Jessica shook her head half amused. The two became silent as Mr. Emerson’s gaze fell on them. He continued talking as the hour passed. It was a dull discussion apart from the little sarcastic remarks Cherry made. The discussion seemed endless as the time dragged on. Finally, he concluded his session as he handed out Mason & Stark Industries brochures to the class. "Oh my God," Cherry squealed excitedly. “I cannot believe we are actually going to meet Tyler and Derrick. They are sooo hot. What I wouldn't give to see the two of them naked. I bet they are hung....Oh that's right! You're not into older guys...Oh well. More for me."
"Can I have everyone's attention; please...We need to go over a few things before we get on our way. So, just bear with me a moment." Mr. Emerson stood at the front of the classroom looking over everyone as he spoke. Jessica watched him from the back of the room as he placed himself in front of the class delivering his notorious speech of rules and regulations. He looked identical to what the idle teacher persona you would read or see in magazines. At least to her, he always did. She had tried to picture him on a normal day off but found it difficult to imagine. He had been her advisor and instructor for almost two years and he generally looked the same every year. The door to classroom closed with a thundering noise causing every students heads to turn. It was Cherry. She always had a way with making an entrance. She was usually late for things and always the last person to arrive. "Ahh, Ms. Davis! How wonderful it is for you to grace us with your presence. Please, take a sea
"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? You come in here and think I'm just going to sign over my company," the older man yelled from across the table. "It's simple math, Mr. Bowden. Your company is in bankruptcy and we offer the only solution," Tyler said with a wave of his hand. Derrick lounged in his leather chair propping his forehead on his fingers. His dark hair was parted and shaped his long face as it hung loosely from his scalp. He looked at the old man and his son through his black, squared framed glasses. His hazel eyes watched and evaluated their clients as they sat fidgety in their seat. His legs were crossed raising his black pants leg. Feeling slightly annoyed, he loosed his silver and blue striped tie allowing it to hang on his black vest. Still uncomfortable, he reached for his collar and unbuttoned the top button of his light blue shirt. "Mr. Bowden," he started. "We are a very successful industry and we want nothing more than the best for your company.
Jessica quickened the motion as she began thrusting her hips forward. Her body turned warm and her breath felt husky as her sensation increased. Warm liquids rushed from her body. She moaned louder unable to contain the excitement as quick rushes of air expelled from her mouth. She moved the shaft more rapidly as the water beaded down her and the toy pulsated intensely. She pushed it as deep as she could, filling her entire canal with rotating pleasures. Suddenly, an explosion of intense sensation filled her lower body as met her climax. Her body convulsed sending rapid excitement throughout her. Her toes curled and her muscles contracted. She let out a satisfying grunt with each convulsion. Her heart quickened and she became limp, exhaustion setting in. Jessica returned the shower head to its place feeling the weight of her arms. The water slowed to a drip as she turned the knobs silencing the shower. She climbed out and patted herself dry convulsing silently as she touched her n