Ben wanted to take Jennifer and Stella out for a drink after the movie, but Jennifer politely declined and asked him to drop her off at home first. She was still feeling guilty about what had happened with Daniel, and each time she thought about how she had been acting, a slow flush ran up her cheeks. she never acted like that. Stella was the one who slept around. Before this date, she had only slept with three other guys, one of them being Mr. Harrison. And suddenly, in one day, her total was up to five.Stella walked her to the door when Ben pulled up to her house, giving her a hug when they were around the corner of the garage and out of his sightline. "You really should come for a drink with us," Stella said to Jennifer.Jennifer shook her head. "He's still your date," she said with as much of a smile as she could. "And I really just want to be home. I can't believe..." she stopped in mid-sentence, shaking her head."It's okay, I keep telling you!" Stella exclaiherd. Jennifer sigh
"But you want him to"said the little voice that wouldn't shut up in her head.She didn't start crying, not really. she mean, the tears finally spilled over but she didn't sit down and start sobbing. she kept telling herself that he had to come back, that he was supposed to be staying with her for the week and when he calmed down she could just explain to him what happened, that it was awful and that Daniel never wanted to see her again. She kept saying that he couldn't be mad for long because sooner or later he would realise how stupid it was to be mad at her. She was remarkably calm in her actions -- She simply walked to the living room and sat down on the floor in the bay window, staring out at the driveway. She only got up once in the next couple of hours -- Stella called and she answered the phone. she told her that Mr. Harrison had left and that she couldn't talk because he might be calling and hung up. Stella tried calling back but she didn't pick up.She know what she was doing
She looked up at him as tears welled in her eyes, and he was looking down at her. Still, he didn't stop, and she was kind of glad for it. He continued to shove his dick into her throat and after a few repetitions, she was almost able to swallow his entire dick without making a sound. Eventually, he loosened the grip he had on her hair and let her control how much of him she had in her mouth, since she was able to get most of it before he had to thrust forward a bit to get the rest of it down her throat.she wondered for awhile if Mr. Harrison was going to cum in her mouth, as he fucked it for quite awhile. But after a bit, he pulled out. His dick was rock hard and glistening with her saliva. she admired it for a bit before looking up at him. He was watching her stare at his dick, and smiled when she looked up. "You did a good job, baby," he said. she grinned, glad for the praise. He bent down, helping her to her feet, and kissed her once she was standing. "You're still getting a spanki
Mr. Harrison didn't wait. He thrust into her with a single, hard thrust, and immediately started fucking her harder than he had ever fucked her before. His body pressed against her and each time he pushed into her, he hit her stinging ass and sent a shock of pain through her. The mixture of pain and pleasure was more incredibly than anything she had ever felt. It only took a short while for her to cum, and she did without warning. she screamed and moaned and pressed back against Mr. Harrison, her pussy clenching around his dick as she gasped for breath.When she came down, Mr. Harrison pulled out of her and untied her hands. she let them drop to her side and she lifted herself off the bed. He grabbed her roughly and without warning, and she let out a short cry of surprise as he lay on his back and she tumbled on top of him. "You didn't deserve to be fucked like that," he said."I know I didn't, Daddy," she replied in her high-pitched, girly voice. "You're too nice to me.""And don't yo
Jennifer only had a moment to marvel at the difference shaving that tiny patch of hair made, though, as she still had to get ready for school. she turned the shower off and jumped out. It took her a little while to get ready. she dried her hair just slightly before pulling it into two long pigtails that she knew would be curly by the time they were fully dry. she then brushed her teeth before pulling on the tiny little bra and cotton panties. she jumped a bit as she pulled the over her ass, the skin still tender from the night before. she glanced back into the mirror as she pulled the panties up. Her skin was still a light pink that contrasted with the white of her new panites. she had to giggle out loud as she pulled on the white blouse. It was modest enough to get to school with, but when she leaned forward just slightly, gave a nice view of her cleavage. she tucked it into the skirt, which was pleated, and when she walked, flipped up almost enough to reveal her round ass. she put ju
In Mike's second year of college, He was staying with one of his friends, Daniel, as room mate.Daniel was a quiet guy, he was a wonderful friend—caring, so considerate, funny, and always there whenever Mike needed him. He takes Mike as his half brother. But Mike's most favorite thing about Daniel was Daniel's older sister, Vicky.Vicky and Daniel were just a few years apart—Vicky had just graduated from university that year—but they were still very close. Perhaps naturally, Mike couldn't really imagine what Vicky would be like; was she just like Daniel? Was she more outgoing than Daniel? As it turned out, Mike got to learn the answer, and more, when Vicky visited them in August, that year.The first day Mike saw Vicky was when he swung open thier lodge door and found her sitting at thier tiny table with her brother, Daniel, eating and chatting quietly in the way he normally see Daniel do.As Mike set his eyes on her, he had to keep his jaw from dropping. Vicky looked unmistakably lik
As they stepped into the room, Mike turned to Vicky, "Can I help you in search of what you forgot?"Vicky laughed slightly and stared at him with a mischievous look."Well," Vicky said, "I lied to Daniel. I didn't really forget any of my stuff here. I only forgot to do something important. Not that I really forget to do that. Let's say I didn't get the chance."She stepped towards Mike, whose heart was now racing, her long legs overtaking Mike in a moment. For a second, they were inches away from each other, looking at themselves eye ball to eye ball.They got so close that Vicky's breast was touching his chest. There was a mutual connection between the two."With the way you were looking at me yesterday, I knew you wanted this." At this moment, thier lips were just inches away from the other.Vicky bend her head slightly and Mike leaned forward to her lips. Thier lips touched and locked together, thier lips parting slightly to let thier tongues dance and wrestle around each other.Mi
"Yesss! Suck it harder! Ohhh! Ahhh!" She grunted loudly with her eyes, close shut. He sucked on her clit and pulled it up with his lips as if he wanted to pull it out of her pussy, causing her to arch her back in ecstasy."Fuck me, Mike" she commanded. "Fuck me now."Obligingly, Mike quickly stood up and pulled off his t-shirt, leaving himself naked. Vicky unclipped her bra, biting her lip and gazing at Mike sexually as she drop it and, revealing her breasts to him. Mike found himself, staring at Vicky's breast. They were firm and big, begging to be touched by his hard palm."Are you going to stand there all day, or you gonna fuck me?" she said romancing her breast with her hand.Mike smiled and position himself over her. He was about to position his dick at her entrance but Vicky quickly took control of his skinny body and flipped him into his back, then straddled him. Mike looked up and saw the look in her eyes, like she wanted to devour him whole."Most times I like taking charge."
The next day, Mike had wasted himself with so many bottles of alcohol. He barely got to sleep the previous night. The only person who was on his mind was Jennifer. Till this moment, no one had called him to pass information about where she could possibly be. What hurt him the most was the thought of how badly she would be hurting because of what she had seen. Knowing that she was hurt made Mike beat himself even more. He was on the floor in his living room when a lady walked in. It was his mother. He was too wasted on alcohol to even get up to his feet. The mother, on seeing the condition of her son, felt completely washed away and heartbroken. She had no idea Jennifer meant the world to her son. “Oh God! Mike, what have you done to yourself, son?” She dropped her bag and rushed to her son. She snatched the bottle he was going to shove into his mouth. “Stop it, Mike!” Mike sobbed. “She's hurt, mom. Jennifer has left ne, mom. Are you happy now? You never wanted her to stay.
Mike froze in the act. His cock was still stuck in the vagina while he stared at Jennifer with dilated iris. The least thing he expected was to have Jennifer walk in when he was in the act. “Ho..honey,” he struggled to say a word. Vicky pushed him off her and staggered to her feet. “Sis…you are..you are back.” Jennifer was staring at them wildly in disbelief. Vicky had one of her boobs looking out through one of the open buttons of the shirt she was wearing. “How long has this been going on?” Jennifer asked with tears clogging up her throat. Mike's cock was still standing as he clasped his hands together to plead with Jennifer. “Babe, I.. I can explain,” he stuttered. When he tried to touch her, she landed a resounding slap on his cheek. “Don't touch me!!” She yelled. Tears rolled from her eyes. Not even in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that her own sister would have sex with her husband. “You…”she said, pointing at Vicky. “You snake, I gave you eve
The moment she returned to her hotel room that night, she sat on the ground and almost cried her heart out. At least, Mike's mother would no longer have a reason to despise her. She was finally pregnant after years of being married to Mike. An hour passed into the night and she finally got a hold of herself. She would call Mike and share the sweet news with him. She opened her purse and grabbed her phone. Still trying to snuff out the last trace of tears in her tone, she hit the dial icon. One ring…two rings…three rings… Then, the electronic voice spoke. “The number you are calling is not available at the moment.” She called again and again. But the response was the same. Mike was not taking any of her calls. It was already a couple of minutes to ten in the night. There was a probability he was already asleep. Though, Mike was not the type to sleep early. He must have had a stressful day. She concluded. The bell in her hotel room rang. Someone was out there. She got to the doo
Vicky could feel the fullness of his cock inside her. Mike was a monster. Not only was he long down there, but that he had enough girth too. Slowly, he pulled out of her. The helpless lady looked at him with the look that said he should put it back in. But he didn't do so. He simply used it to flog the areas of her vagina, making her more wet than she already was. He pressed on the clit button with his cock, making Vicky go wild. Her eyes were literally turning. “Are you ready for me?” He asked. Vicky wanted to curse him. She was more than ready. “Yes, yes,” she replied in a helpless manner. Mike then grabbed her waist so tightly and slowly put his cock in till it was swallowed entirely. Then, he brought it out again. The in and out movement turned into a slow and steady thrust. Gradually, he increased his pace. What started slowly was now fast and soon rough. The sound of flesh slamming against another soon filled the entire room. After a good while of quick thrusts, he s
The kiss became so passionate and they started breathing heavily. He pinned her on the wardrobe and kept kissing her. “Did you really think I would let you go so easily?” He asked as he pulled away. Vicky always wanted to feel his lips on hers. But at the time, she didn't know what to think. She already gave up. She felt Mike was just not going to come around. But he did! “I—” Mike didn't give her the chance to speak. He locked her lips again. This time, his hands were running through her entire body. The lady had already put on a dress. It was obvious she was getting ready to leave when Mike made the decision to act. He stopped kissing again and helped her take the dress off. His eyes absorbed the creature before him. He placed his head in between her boobs and let himself get drowned in the moment. Then, he carried her and dropped her on the bed. Vicky lay there like a test material. She had no idea what Mike was thinking of doing to her. All she could do was anticipate
The towel descended through the length of her body and fell on the ground. She was naked. Mike was completely swept off his feet. He found himself struggling to say a word. There was a lump in his throat. Vicky looked even better than the pictures she had sent to him. With every moment that slipped by, it only became more difficult to resist her. His eyes traveled through her body, scanning every detail as they journeyed from her hair to her toes. The boobs were impeccably built— slightly bent due to the weight. The alveolar area of her breast was large enough, an indication that she was incredibly sensitive around that area. Her nipples were surprisingly pointed and looked enticingly beautiful. “Vi..vi.. Vicky,” Mike stuttered. “What…what do you think you are doing?” Vicky smiled at him. “What does it look like to you? Do you like what you see?” Oh yes, he did. Not long ago, he was fuming. But at the moment, he had no idea what was going on inside him. The anger was there. How
Right in the presence of everyone, his mouth flew open once again. His cock became really hard in the boardroom. What his heart desired to see for so long was already there. All those times Vicky paraded before him, all he could do was imagine what would be beyond the skimpy dresses. He was finally staring at her naked body. Oh damn it!! Vicky was damn too hot. Mike found himself salivating without knowing it. He had been enchanted by her. “Mr Mike, are you okay?” One of the board members asked him. But Mike was not okay. Beyond being okay, he was lost completely. He found himself moping stupidly at the nudity of his own sister-in-law! Get hold of yourself, Mike! “Mike?” Another person tried to call his attention. But Mike was lost. He was obviously not listening to them. He was only brought back to his senses when one of them slapped his hands on the table. Mike was jolted from his lost state. But his hand had already gone down to his cock. It was furiously waging war a
Vicky was throwing both legs effortlessly through the mini black dress she was wearing. It barely covered her private areas and perched on her thighs. The design was in such a way that her cleavages were out there. Mike was struck by her presence. His mouth was suddenly agape and the words were held back in his throat. “Babe,” Jennifer called him. “Are you still there?” The married dude was lost. He couldn't help himself. Vicky looked incredibly attractive for him to be able to resist her. “Honey? Are you there?” Jennifer asked again. “Yes, yes,” he responded in a disoriented manner. “Is something wrong? You seem distracted.” “Uhm… yes. I mean no.” Jennifer sighed. “What is it?” Vicky got to the table and dropped the bag she was carrying. “Is that Jennifer?” She asked suddenly and loudly. Mike's eyes dilated. What was she trying to achieve by announcing her presence to Jennifer? “Babe, I heard Vicky's voice just now. Is she there with you?” Before Mike could gi
The next morning, Mike made the decision to resume work. Being the owner of his own business, he had taken some time off from work to have fun with his wife, Jennifer. But then, things were not going the way he thought. Jennifer had traveled and he had a tempting desire to sleep with his own sister-in-law. To even think he would be in this position was driving him crazy. And yes, the only way for him to cut down time spent with her, was to resume work. At seven o'clock in the morning, he was already dressed and ready to dive into the activities of the day. He was wearing a well ironed shirt that he tucked into his pair of black pants, a shiny Italian shoe and a matching black jacket. He was good to go. He was about to leave when his phone rang. It was his mom. “Hello, mom,” he said as he slid the green icon. “Good morning.” His greeting was replied with a rebuke. “What is good about this morning?” His mom asked. “Hold your greeting. I don't need it.” He stroked his f