Jennifer woke up slowly, clutching her blankets around her in a futile attempt to cling to the wonderful sleep she had been having. She yawned as she opened her eyes. There was sun leaking through the cracks in her blinds and judging from the brightness, it was either late morning, or early afternoon. she rolled over and picked her cell phone up off her night table. It was nearly one o'clock.Even though she had been drinking the night before, she felt great, and a slow smile spread across her face as she concluded that it was probably due to Mr. Harrison. They hadn't even actually fucked, but she felt the same sort of warm, pleasant feeling that she would have if we had. Still, his fingers had done more to her than she could have imagined. Mr. Harrison wasn't in the room, but she wasn't concerned. For one, Jennifer knew he couldn't just leave and not talk about this again. He was supposed to be living with her for the rest of the week. And secondly, there was a good chance that he ju
He asked. she nodded eagerly and looked back at his dick, opening her mouth and sliding as much of it as she could get in at one time. Mr. Harrison groaned, and she moved her mouth slowly around him, loving the feeling of his smooth, throbbing dick in her mouth. He let her suck him for quite awhile, and her pussy was dripping more and more. The water had obviously warmed up because the bathroom began to steam and she began to breathe harder. Her head bobbed against Mr. Harrison's dick, and her entire body felt heightened. Her nipples were hard and her skin felt incredibly sensitive, and it wasn't long before she couldn't help herself from moving a hand down between her legs to relieve the aching throb in her pussy. she sighed against Mr. Harrison's dick as she slide her fingers along her slit, letting it brush against her clit and play against her hole, but not wanting to go much further than that.Mr. Harrison saw her touching her pussy and he pulled his dick out of her mouth, helpin
"Are you okay, baby?" he whispered after a few seconds of just holding still against her, pressing her against the wall of the shower.she sighed. "I'm great, Daddy," she whispered. "I never imagined your dick would feel this good."That was all he could handle, and he groaned as he pulled back and began thrusting into her. She couldn't keep herself from moaning as he fucked her against the shower wall, feeling the spray of the shower against her skin, the steam swirling around her and making every sense a million times more heightened. Her hands tightened on Mr. Harrison's shoulders, holding herself up as held her legs around her waist. His head was buried against her neck, and she could feel his teeth scraping gently against her skin, sucking just hard enough that she knew there would a light mark there.It wasn't going to take her long to cum, and she could already feel herself building up. she raked her nails gently across his shoulders, making Mr. Harrison look up at her. "I'm go
Jennifer smiled as he shut the shower curtain, dressing quickly before he left the bathroom, leaning against the wall of the shower, just basking in the warm feeling around her. After a few moments, she shook herself out of it and grabbed her conditioner, realizing that the water was slowly getting cooler. she ran the conditioner through her hair and washed her body quickly, the cum Mr. Harrison had spurted in her now dripping down her leg. As she was rinsing off, she heard the bathroom door open again. Mr. Harrison mumbled something about having forgotten something, though she didn't catch the whole thing with the water running. He shut the door again and soon after, she stepped out of the shower. she had dried her hair and brushed her teeth before she realized the clothes she had brought in were gone, and in their place was a plain white plastic bag.A slow grin spread across her face as she opened the bag. Mr. Harrison must have known she was going to agree to doing things with hi
"I was going to change," Jennifer said, blushing. "But I got talking to Daniel and...""Fucking hell, Jennifer... you look HOT!" she exclaimed.Jennifer laughed nervously.She I don't normally?"Stella rolled her eyes and pushed past her into the house. "You know what I mean." Jennifer shoot the door behind her before Stella grabbed her arms and twirled her, taking in the entire outfit. "Jesus, where did you get this? How in the hell have you hid this from your parents? No wonder they got you a babysitter... they go away for one night and you fuck him AND start dressing like... well, like me!" She giggled. Jennifer hadn't noticed, but Stella's outfit was startlingly similar to Jennifer's cloths. Only, the blouse that she had tied just under her breasts looked much sexier than Jennifer. After all, Stella's breast were showing, but her huge globes were nearly popping out. She also had a bra on, and likely panties, and her denim skirt flared out instead of clinging to her ass like Jennife
Jennifer laughed again, relieved. "I'm so excited you don't think I'm a naughty freak!" Jennifer exclaimed."Jennifer? Who are you talking to?"Jennifer turned just as Mr. Harrison opened the screen door and walked out. His mouth dropped open in surprise when he saw Stella and she embracing in the pool. "What's going on?" As if he didn't know.Stella grinned and swam towards the shallower end of the pool. Jennifer watched, her heart pounding as Stella stood up, water cascading down her shoulders and dripping off her breasts as she moved to the edge of the pool. "Hi Mr. Harrison," Stella said coyly. "l'm Stella."Jennifer watched as Mr. Harrison took Stella's body in, though again, his eyes travelled back to Jennifer. "What's going on?" he asked again.His voice was stern, but not in the dominating way that made her pussy drip. In fact, Harrison sounded almost angry. Jennifer looked at him nervously, ducking herself a little further into the water. "We were swimming," she said quietly,
Stella turned her head and whispered something to Mr. Harrison that Jennifer couldn't hear. He laughed a bit before looking at Jennifer. "Come here, Jennifer," he said. Jennifer stepped forward obediently. "Stella, wrap your arms around her. Grab her ass."Stella did as he said, her hands cupping her ass under the water, pulling her a bit closer to her. "Feel that, Stella?" Mr. Harrison said. "That's the kind of girl that gets fucked from behind. Not an ass like yours."Stella moaned, and Jennifer could tell she was enjoying being talked to like that. Mr. Harrison pulled Jennifer's arms away from her and she stepped back again. "Let's go inside," he said as he pulled away from her, turning to exit the pool. Stella looked at Jennifer, her eyes wide and her breast heaving from her breathing."No wonder..." Stella whispered, grinning at Jennifer. She grabbed Jennifer's hand and she grinned back as they got out of the pool, water dripping off their bodies as they stepped onto the patio an
She was so wet that it had already dripped on the chair, and her scent was already filling the room. She could almost taste her sweet juices -- she had licked her pussy many times before, and she knew just how wonderful she tasted.What shocked her most, however, was that her large pink nipples had shiny silver clamps on them. They were attached by a thin chain that was pulled almost taut from the size of her breasts, with another chain attached in the middle that was currently hanging against Stella's flat stomach, obviously meant to be held by someone else. she wondered mildly where Mr. Harrison had gotten them, before remembering he had been running errands, and that he had probably meant those for her. Her pussy throbbed as she wondered what else he had gotten for her."You said you wanted to see her dominated," Mr. Harrison whispered in her ear, sounding concerned. "Is this okay?"She finally turned to face him, smiling widely. "It's PERFECT, Daddy!" she exclaimed, throwing her a
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