He forced his eyes from her chest and noticed the dress tied around her neck leaving her smooth creamy shoulders, bare. Well not completely bare, Miss Linda's long curly black hair was down and draped over her right shoulder."You okay Sam?" she asked. "I..." He quickly snapped himself out of it and hoped to he hadn't been gawking at her. "Sorry, I thought he umm...heard my cell ringing. Anyway, uh...no problem, glad to be here.""And I'm very glad to have you here." She gave him a smile that caused his heart to flutter.Not only because it seemed more than a bit playful, but miss Linda's lips were painted a deep red, making them more luscious than ever and as he looked into her big expressive brown eyes, she winked."Well come on in, you know the way."She turned and when she headed down the hallway in front of him, he felt his mouth drop open. The dress was as short as the damn skirt he had pictured her in his story. The red material wasn't reaching more than a few inches below the
"He moaned in surprised pleasure when he felt her lips touch the base. He was fairly well hung and no girl had ever taken him all the way before...." Looking up at him, she shook her head. "Really Sam? Are you that hung and no other girl? What, all two or three that you may have had?""Miss Linda," He began. At this point, his heart was ripping off."That's okay though, I understand it's erotica so you can exaggerate, let's see...." She snapped her fingers. "Here we are. He shook her head and he gasped when he felt her tongue slide out and lick his balls.""Miss Linda," he exclaihimd, "I.....I am so sorry I..."He stopped as she raised her finger to him. "Don't interrupt me, Sam. Keep quit." She cleared her throat again and continued to read."Miss Linda began bobbing her head in a slow steady rhythm and as she did, her big brown eyes were locked onto his eyes," she looked up at Sam. "That's a mistake, her brown eyes locked into his make it sound as if I have brown eyes, which I don't
She pulled her head from his ear and turning to face him, Sam glanced down at her breast and noticed she was breathing heavier. His gaze returned to her face and he saw her lips were parted slightly and her eyes were bright as she looked.....ready. If he were writing that would be the word. He was suddenly struck by the thought that she might not be playing at this point, then again...What the hell at this point he had nothing to lose."Yes," He began. "I...I've been thinking about you a long time. you're..." he looked away from her, "You're the hottest woman I've ever seen.""Oh, I like that Sam!" she purred in a sultry voice, "I really do.""You...you do?"Was she pulling his leg? His dick was fully erect and the pants were so tight. He knew it would be visible and made sure to keep his hands down."Why wouldn't I?" she asked, "Let me tell you something Sam, you are one hell of a good looking boy. You are very handsome. Those blue eyes with that black hair, hmmm-mmm" she nodded, "I
He switched to the other nipple and this time, he made a show of teasing his tongue around it and was rewarded with a soft moan and her whispering, "Oh, that so fucking hot!"He started sucking on her nipple as he continued to fondle the other. He moaned around her swollen nub as her hand started moving on his dick again. He began rocking his hips, his aching dick straining for release. Miss Linda wrapped her fingers in his hair and pulled gently. Getting the hint, he reluctantly sat up."Don't worry Sam, you're going to get plenty of his breast, but you're awfully excited and he think maybe I'll help you relax before you take good care of me.His eyes widened and he nodded dumbly as his mind started to spin at the thought that the object of every fantasy he had for the last two years was going to make those fantasies come true. Miss Linda reached out and placed her hands on the sides of his face and leaning forward whispered, "I only have one problem with your stories Sam.""What...
Sam sighed softly and again forced himself to relax and enjoy the incredible sight of his dick sliding in between those soft red lips. She was taking him deeper each time her lips descended on him and he groaned when he felt her lips wrap tightly around the base of his shaft. She held him there and began shaking her head back and forth."Oh damn, that...oh!"Her tongue was sliding around his dick as her head worked back and forth and he couldn't believe how good it felt. His dick was buried in her warm wet mouth and her nipples felt as hard against his palms as his dick felt in her mouth. Almost as good was the sight of her ass grinding in small circles and she was beginning to moan around his dick. Blowing him was turning her on, damn she was fucking hot!With a wink, she slid her tongue out and began licking his balls with his dick buried in her throat. His legs were shaking again and even though she wasn't sucking his over excited body was yearning to cum. Miss Linda slowly worked
Sam leaned in and gave her clit a soft kiss that caused her hips to twitch. Rather than lick her clitoris however, he lowered his face and plunged his tongue hard into her pussy. She let out a delighted squeal that told him she didn't mind his not listening to her and as she had done, he sucked hard. He was rewarded with another squeal and a mouthful of her sticky juices. he swallowed and sighed in pleasure at the taste. he swirled his tongue around inside her, lapping enjoying the way she moaned and squirmed and imagining what his dick was going to feel like in there.At the thought that it was going to happen, that he was really going to fuck Miss Linda, he slid his tongue from inside her and started lapping up through her soft wet lips, intent on getting to her clit and making her cum so he could drown his dick into her hot little box. He felt a shiver go through her as his tongue flicked across her pink button and overcoming his impatience, worked his tongue back down the length
She emphasized those words by driving her hips into him, sending his dick plunging deep inside her. She continued to move her hips, fucking him more than he was fucking her and placing her lips to his ear, she said."I said fuck me! Use that hard young dick to fuck the shit out of me! Two years you wanted me right? Then fucking show me!"Her words sent a thrill through Sam and he pushed himself up over her, then began to slam her as hard as he could."Oh fuck yeah!" she screamed as he fucked the shit out of her.He was pulling his dick all the way out before thrusting deep inside her again and she released a loud yelp each time he did. He grabbed her legs and he pulled them from around his waist, then lift them up and placed her feet on his chest, then began to fuck her even harder. She threw her head back and cried out as he drilled his dick repeatedly into her pussy. Spurred on by that reaction, he grabbed her ankles and lifted her ass off the loveseat.With her ass off the couch,
"Oh yeah baby," she moaned, let me cum on that dick, let me feel his pussy squeeze that young hard dick!"He started to slow down more, but she cried out, "Did I tell you to slow down?""N...no ma'am," he panted."Then don't!" she called out, "Fuck me until I come, I got you off, you can last, you fuck for hours in your stories!" she laughed, "Come on, how me how hot you are!"He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he resumed pounding the shit out of her, hoping she was so wound up she would cum before he would. As he thrust his dick into her he felt his knees shaking and knew he was going to lose the race. He was fucking her too hard and she looked so good he wasn't sure how much longer he could last. Looking down he saw her black hair stuck to her sweat slicked back and trying to turn her on more, reached down and grabbed it."Yeah!" she called out, "Pull my hair! Fuck me like the slut I am!"Unfortunately her words turned him on as much as his pulling her hair turned her
Mike's mouth was partly agape. His eyes were bulging already. Any man would want to have a taste of those milk industries. Oh damn it! He was not any man. The lady in question was his freaking sister-in-law! Vicky hesitantly grabbed both boobs with her hands— a futile effort to cover it up. In between her fingers, the nipples were still pointing at Mike. It felt like they were telling him to come. “Damn it, Mike!! Get a fucking grip of yourself!” He thought in his mind. As if jolted back to reality, he turned swiftly. “Mickey,” Vicky's voice called him in a very cute manner. “Is there—” Mike didn't let her finish before cutting her off. “What the heck are you doing in my matrimonial chamber?” His voice was stern and rebuking. “Your matrimonial room,” Vicky said, feigning ignorance. “Oh, my bad. I had no idea. Didn't know which of the rooms you told me to go to.” “Y
On a cold and quiet night, the voice of Jennifer moaned melodiously as her husband, Mike rammed in and out of her. Beads of sweat were all over the head of the well built thirty year old man. “I love you, Mike,” Jennifer croaked out amidst the pleasure that was ravaging her entire body. “Call me daddy, sweetheart,” Mike's hoarse voice said, sending chills down the heavily aroused and sensitive body of his wife. “Daddy!!” Jennifer obeyed. The moment of pleasure lingered for a while before the two finally got to the height of the excitement. Jennifer hit orgasm with soft and tender cry accompanied by many body jerks. She came. Mike, on the other hand, shot his hot cum deep inside her. With that, he let his weight collapse on the bed. Not long after that, he carried Jennifer to the bathroom and washed her up. Jennifer was in bed, waiting for Mike to join her so they could sleep in a warm cuddle when his phone began to ring. “Babe, your phone is ringing,” she said. Mike finished wa
Epilogue . . . Rothschild came back home in anger and told Bella to leave his house. "Leave my house. I don't want to see you in my house anymore." Rothschild said. "What are you saying? What have came over you?" Bella asked. "Nothing. I just realized you have been deceiving me. I'm not impotent. Amelia just gave birth to my son." "And how sure are you that you are the father?" Bella asked and Rothschild slapped her across the face. "Don't say that in your life again. I ran a test and it confirmed that I'm okay. You have made me do terrible things. Now i want you to leave. I don't want you again." Rothschild said and it sparked an argument. It ended with Bella leaving his house. The next day, Mike went back to the hospital. He could not rest. Rothschild arrived at the hospital nearly breathless, trying to suppress the storm of emotions crashing against the walls of his heart. He needed to see Amelia, had to seek her out. He weaved through the clinical corridors, the scent
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon