Radha and I had our sexcercise whenever her hubby left town. It was one of those days, Mr. Mehta had to leave for Nairobi, on a long business trip. I was on my way to the terrace when Mrs. Mehta (Radha) was bidding him atear filled good bye at her door. The driver carried his suitcase to the carand Mr. Mehta gave her a hug and left. I carried on to the terrace to make sure there were no suspicions.It was hardly fifteen minutes and Radha walked up to the terrace. She looked at me and winked and asked me to come down. I followed her down to her apartment immediately. I was thirsty so she went into the kitchen to get me some juice. I latched the door and went in to the kitchen. She offeredme the juice and I gulped it down at one shot. A few drops dribbled from the sides of my mouth and she licked it up. I grabbed Radha and started kissing her. I started squeezing her tits without undressing her. She in turn was rubbing my cock through my shorts. I started unbuttoning her blousean
My name is Fran and my husband Ben of 13 years was a realtor and got caught up in the whole mortgage debacle, real estate slow-down and sub- prime mortgage mess. I was a stay-at-home mom with two boys (ten and twelve) and was perfectly content with my home life, but now that Ben's commissions were dwindling down to nothing, I had to take a job to help support the family.I didn't have much in the way of employment skills, I didn't type very fast and wasn't interested in being a barista or a store clerk, especially since I wanted something with a bit of flexibility so I could be home for my boyswhen they got out of school. A friend from PTA told me that her older sonwas at the local university and that the fraternity house he was living at was looking for someone to do house cleaning since they had just lost their old house cleaner to a broken leg.I figured I was certainly qualified to clean up after a bunch of boys so I went down to Greek row to put in my application. I met with
Then, John held out his hand towards me, basically inviting me to join him without a word being spoken.I felt Harry pressing me forward and I took a couple steps towards John andstopped."No, No, I can't do this!" I said shaking my head and wishing this was all just a bad dream. John stepped towards me, out from under the shower stream and reached out to take my hand. I remember inching closer to him as my eyes shot up to his eyes and then down to his growing hard-on. Then, he took my hand and pulled it to his cock and I touched it like it was on fire. Harry was standing directly behind me and his body kept pressing me even closer to John's naked body. I instinctively wrapped my fingers around John's shaft and began stroking it, ever so gently. John then placed his hand behind my head and pulled my face upwards to his and our mouths met.I was truly in shock! Here I was, a happily married woman with two kids and suddenly I was in the shower with two young men, stroking a bare cock
I grew up differently, my parents were very rich, and we lived on a huge estate with numerous staff carrying out daily chores from tending the horses to cleaning the fleet of cars and bikes. I cannot remember exactly how many staff we had in the house but I can remember from an early age always having several different Nannies to look after me.It was normal to me, I knew nothing different. My parents were very busy, seldom at home and for that reason I was basically brought up by my Nannies. One Nanny in particular I will never forget, she was very strict and on more than one occasion I had wished she would resign because she wasn't one to allow me to get away with thing. The other staff would turn ablind eye to my miss-doings but not Nanny.Over the years I spent many hours with Nanny. I was about eight years old when she first joined us; she was about thirty at the time. She taught me a lot in more ways than one, as you will see. As I got older the usual teenage problems occurr
My cock was pulsing; I could feel the wetness at the tip as pre-cum leaked from my aching balls. My asshole was clenched tight and I knew that if I didn't do something about it there would soon be a big mess in my pants.Luckily Nanny relaxed her death grip and I could pull away for a second.She reached up and shrugged off her dress, it fell to the floor around her feet. There she stood on a pair of panties which clearly outlined the shape of her bulging sex, the fabric pulled deep into the vertical slit of her pussy. On either side black pubic hair peeked out from behind the thin covering. With out a word Nanny took hold of her panties and pulled them southwards to join her dress around her ankles.As she stood up again I saw her hairy pussy for the first time, her pouting lips held closed by her thighs. I could not take my eyes of her and didn't move as she stepped forward and straddled my knees, her thighs parted and smell of her arousal hit me for the first time, a warm, welcomi
I am an 18 year old senior in High School. My true passion is football. I have been starting middle linebacker since my sophomore year. At 6'2" and 240 lbs it is easy to see why. My family lives in a very upscale neighborhood. Lawyers,doctors, and engineers. You know the type. My Dad is a municipal Court Judge. My mom is a Trust Attorney. Thedifference between us and our neighbors is that we are black. We are the real live Prince of Belair family. I have one sister and she is off to college. My dad has this attitude, you must work in life. Rather than work at the Mall or in My Mom's law office I took my teenage job of doing myneighbor's yards and pools into a part time job. I only work about 10 hours a week and I get the spending money. All my customers are wealthy and know my Dad so they pay well.One of the pools I do belongs to Mrs. Larson. Her husband is in politics and is gone about half the time. They never had kids but Mrs. Larson is always really busy running around form
In the pool she went. I just stood and watched. She did several laps and then came out. I handed her a third beer. She was dripping wet and her nipples were rock hard. I could feel the lump in my speedos get even more pronounced. "I can see that you like the suit." She said to me. "Mrs. L you are one hot bitch." I replied.She chugged about half the beer and went to lay on a chaise lounge. I followed and sat in the chair next to her. She lay on her tummy and produced a bottle of sun tan lotion from her bag. I took it without being asked and began rubbing it into her body. I worked from her shoulders down. When I got to her back I untied the string holding her top on. I reached to her neck and undid the other as well. Her tits kinda squished out the sides and I was sure to work plenty of lotion into what could be seen, She just lay there. I did the same to the strings on her hips and peeled the bottom all the way down. "Mrs. L flip over for me." I told her. When the bitch flipped
I was headed back to my car, after making a quick stop downtown to take care of some business when a very attractive young woman bumped Into me and held on to my arm to keep herself from falling. She was gasping for breath and looked as if she were about to pass out. I helped her over to a bus stop bench and sat her down. "Are you alright? Do you want me to call for help?" I asked."Please," she gasped, "take a breath, hold it, and then blow it into me." When I had held my breath long enough, she pressed her lips to mine and sucked it out of me. "That is a great help," she said, with a heavy accent, "but once more would be better."On the next breath, she lightly placed herhand along side my head and moved herself closer to me, making it seem more like we were kissing. When we were done, she made no effort tomove away but just looked up at me with her beautiful green eyes. Needless to say, I felt somewhat turned on by the exchange. "Can I take you anywhere? Do you need a doctor?"
"Y-yes," she said finally. "Yes, I enjoyed it." "Did you cum when I came?" "Yes," she said again. "Did you wish my cock had squirted its heavy load into your virgin cunt instead of into my hand?" "Yes!" screamed Kate. "You're a filthy little slut, aren't you, Kate?" he said as he pinched her clit and rolled it between his strong fingers. "Look at you moaning from being fucked hard by your friend's father, and while she’s sitting, just outside too. Look at my daughter, Kate," he growled. Kate looked outside the window at Mallory, who was still studying in the same spot on the beach. "I want you to keep your eyes on my daughter and think of what a dirty little whore you are while her father fills your virgin pussy with hot cum for the first time." "O-okay," whimpered Kate as Mallory’s father rammed her pussy harder and faster. He grunted with each powerful thrust. At the same time, he hooked his finger inside of her tight ass and vigorously wiggled her clit. Kate could
"I'm afraid your hymen is still very much intact, Kate," he said, raising his head up to look at her.He looked pleased to be giving her this news. His eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were pulled up ever-so-slightly."So," said Kate, "that means ...""We will need to move on to the more invasive treatment method, yes," said Dr. Logan.Kate's eyes widened, and she pursed her lips together anxiously, unsure of whether she was ready for or even wanted a more invasive treatment. The next thing she knew, however, Dr. Logan was unbuckling his belt and unzipping his trousers, and Kate forgot all about her apprehension."What – what are you doing, Dr. Logan?" she asked, though she thought she already knew and was eager to see the enormous manhood that hid beneath his pants in the light of day."I am determined to complete your treatment, Kate," he said in a serious tone as he let his trousers fall to the floor and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his tight-fitting boxe
Kate couldn't take it. The menagerie of different sensations Dr. Logan was inflicting on her sensitive buds was overwhelming. She wanted to scream. More than that, she wanted to reach between her legs and stroke her aching clit. Or rather, what she really wanted, was for Dr. Logan to stroke her clit. But should couldn’t tell him that."Dr. Logan," she said breathlessly. "Please, you have to stop. I – I can't take it."Dr. Logan released her nipples and took a step back."Hmm," he said, rubbing his chin, "I hate to see you in such agony, Kate. I think further treatment on your nipples would benefit you. But, I suppose I can give them a short break while I do your pelvic exam. How does that sound?""That sounds good, Dr. Logan," said Kate, relieved that the torturous assault on her nipples was over, for now."Great," said Dr. Logan. "Go ahead and lie back then, Kate. Bring your heels up near your hips and spread your legs as wide as you can for me."Kate did as Dr. Logan instructed. She
After a restless night of sleep, Kate nervously followed Mallory downstairs for breakfast. Terrified to see her father or hear what he might have to say about the previous night’s events, Kate did her best to make herself invisible by slouching into a corner of the breakfast nook and sipping on a glass of orange juice, while Mallory and her dad made omelets.“Good morning, Kate!”Kate had become absorbed watching the waves roll onto the beach through the window when Dr. Logan’s booming voice made her jump.“Oh! G-good m-morning, Dr. Logan,” she said with a quivering voice as her eyes met his and blood immediately rushed to her cheeks.“Did you sleep alright last night?” he asked with a smile.“Y-yes,” Kate lied.He seemed to be acting like nothing unusual had happened at all. Maybe he really hadn’t seen Kate watching him, after all. Or ... if he had, he was definitely not letting on.Mallory spent most of breakfast talking, updating her father on all that had been going on at school s
Kate wasn't entirely onboard with Mallory's plan. She knew her dad was a doctor, but it still seemed awkward to ask a man she'd never met before for something so personal and sex-related. But, Mallory was adamant. She claimed that her dad was very open about sex and that it wouldn't be awkward at all. So, when they heard his car pull into the driveway a while later, Mallory ignored Kate's protests and dragged her downstairs to ask him.“Daddy!” Mallory yelled as she ran to hug the man who walked through the front door.“There’s my favorite girl!” the man said, taking Mallory into his arms and lifting her off the ground with what appeared to be no effort at all.When he placed her feet back on the floor, and she stepped away, Kate finally got her first good look at him. There was no doubt from whom Mallory had inherited her good looks. Kate could feel her cheeks flushing with an embarrassed attraction. She knew this man had to be in his forties – making him at least twice Kate's age –
It was the end of Kate's first semester of college. She and her roommate, Mallory, decided to skip their final classes on Friday. Instead, they drove to the coast to stay with Mallory's father for the weekend before their final exams week started on Monday. A wealthy older doctor, Mallory's father lived in a large, expensive beach house on a secluded stretch of pristine coastline. It was the perfect place to relax and recuperate before the grueling week they had ahead of them.He wasn't home when they first arrived, so Kate and Mallory let themselves into his house and started to get ready for bed. It was late, and they were both exhausted from the drive. As Mallory unpacked her toiletries in the bathroom, Kate watched her set aside a small round foil packet. It was filled with a dozen tiny, individually packaged pills, along with several empty spaces where pills used to be. Kate picked up the foil packet and raised her eyebrows at Mallory.“Is that what I think it is?!” she asked her
As she shifted down upon his pulsing manhood, feeling the warmth of him finally entering into her tight, receptive body.The two of them rocked back and forth, to allow him to enter her as deeply as possible before she felt Mr. Rossini behind her, grasping at her shoulders, before quickly thrusting it into her behind.Her scream of surprise soon turned into a groan of pleasure as his heavily erected member slid easily into her as she relaxed herself and allowed them both to have their way with her.With the two of them consuming her, taking turns plunging themselves in and out of her body, she felt almost paralyzed. Her body could not get a break from their thrusting hips and the sensations that they were awarding her body as they both moved with a passion that could not be denied.As they moved back and forth, upon her, her body felt a sense of pain and pleasure that was equal and overbearing. Between each thrust, she barely had a chance to catch her breath before another movement fo
His tongue was wet and meticulous as it entered her quickly, while his arms held down her legs, giving him ultimate control.The shock of emotion that immediately coursed through her was intense and so, she let out a scream, but her voice was masked by the mouth that encompassed her own and the other tongue that reached farther down her throat.She shuttered with a euphoric sense of pleasure that grew steadily as the seconds passed by. Cynthia felt as though her entire body was being stimulated. She had never felt so wet and so aroused before.Strangely, the fact that she couldn’t get away from this torturous sense of immense pleasure made it feel all the better. So, she did the only thing she could and focused on sensually kneading at Mr. Rossini’s manhood.However, as James delved deeper into her, gyrated his tongue around inside of her way that hit her G-spot in a way that made her want to cry, she began to groan and scream through the kisses until finally, Mr. Rossini allowed her
When they entered the hotel, they received the key from the front desk, which was registered under their name and went up to the room that they were instructed to enter.Once they got up there, they found that there was a stunning, yet empty room spilling out before them. The hardwood floor reminded Cynthia of Mr. Rossini’s office, but the deep red walls, elegantly wallpapered, looked as though they were made specifically to keep secrets, without passing judgment.Above the bed there was a curtain which matched the walls and arched over a curling, smooth, sensuous headboard, which was elaborate and held the expensive mark of gold that looked over the large, desk and drawn curtains, which also helped to distinguish the secrecy and romantic atmosphere of the room.Across from the bed, there was a velvety couch, which also adored a gold trim and tight, lavish upholstery work.All and all, the room was inviting, but considering that the couple had no idea what kind an invitation it was se