"That feels good," Tony whispered to her, through short hard breaths."Yeah.." she sighed, and she grinded even harder.The chair made a creak and he raised his finger to his lips again. She nodded and slowed down. Looking back, she raised her butt up behind her, and slowly drove it back down, feeling the shape of his dick with her pussy. She raised her butt again, and slid her pussy forward up the length of his hard shaft. Lowering herself down, her body trembled as our parts mashed together firmly. She slid her hands down over his waist and lifted the bottom of his t-shirt up. He raised his arms and let her lift his shirt up over his head and toss it to the floor beside us. Still grinding, she swirled her hands over his bare torso, and his own hands felt up her sides and swirled around her naked breasts.He gently caressed her smooth breasts with his fingers, lighting brushing his knuckles over her nipples, making them hard. Then he grabbed hold of both and began to lightly massage
They both paused a moment, listening downstairs for anything different. Just the sound of the TV and mom in the kitchen. Bella looked at him and raised her eyebrows. She slowly raised her body off of him and grabbed his hand. Getting up, she led him over to his bed and kneeled on top of his mattress. He got into the bed with her as she laid on her back. Spreading her legs, she raised her index finger, gesturing him toward her. So he knelt up and faced her, put both hands on either side of her and his knees underneath her legs. Pointing his dick toward her pussy, he slowly moved forward, watching her mouth open wide again as he entered her. In and out, he started slowly again. Her face frozen with a look of pure pleasure, she reached up and grabbed his butt with both hands, bringing him in closer. he moved her whole body up with a thrust, and then back again. Then, rocking his hips back and forth he continued fucking her. Her breast, pressed together by her arms began to move up and
Jennifer could hear her parents talking on the patio in the back when she got home from school. It was a gorgeous day in August, the kind that made her extra glad to be done school for the day, and made her just want to drop her books into a corner somewhere and sit outside next to the pool, enjoying the unusually warm spring day. However, for some reason, both her parents were in the house, so it looked like she would spend most of the evening studying for her final exams, the first one being the next week.She was almost done her final year of school, and she was itching to get out of it. She had already decided what she wanted to do next year, and she had earned enough credits and all her requirements by the first semester. she didn't need any of the classes she was taking, but her parents were insistent that she finish the school year. Even though she had turned eighteen in February and could have just gone against them and left school, she wanted live at home until she got on h
"You can," she answered. She was a little embarrassed to see him after making a scene, but he looked like he understood."I know you don't want me here this week," he started, "but I really do appreciate it. It gets lonely living alone, and maybe we can ignore why I'm actually here and just try to have fun together." she shrugged in response. "Well, I just want to tell you that if you really want to go to your friend's, go ahead. It is Friday, after all. Just be back here by midnight -- I don't want to get into too much trouble with your parents."She looked up at him. He smiled, and she knew he was just trying to be the "good cop" after her parents had made her so mad. She also knew that midnight was an hour later of a curfew than the one her parents would have set, and she knew that he knew that too. He was trying to get on her good side. At the moment, she didn't really care, so she smiled sweetly. "Thanks, Mr. Harrison," she said, mustering up the sweetest voice she could.He grin
"Fuck..." she heard him whisper in her ear, and both his hands moved to her hips again, pulling her back against him as he started to move harder against her. They ground against each other like that for awhile. She loved the feel of his dick against her ass. Her pussy was dripping, so wet that she could feel it dripping onto her inner thigh. Daniel had his head buried in her neck as he pushed against her. "Baby... you're gonna make me cum," he finally said. "she don't know where you wanther to..."She reached behind her again, still grinding against him as she moved her hand just over top of his dick so he wouldn't spurt onto her skirt. Daniel suddenly groaned and shuddered, and she felt his hot cum shoot against her hand and onto her ass. He bit down softly on her neck, sucking on the same spot a moment later as he came. "Put your dick away," she whispered, giggling, and he reached down, quickly tucking himself back in his pants. She wiped as much of his cum off her ass as she could
Jennifer couldn't believe that Mr. Harrison was giving her a spanking and at the same time, she couldn't get enough of it.He was saying something, and his hand came down especially hard. "Do you understand?""Y-yes," she said quietly, tears running down her cheeks.He slapped her ass three times hard and fast. "she said, do you understand?" he shouted."Yes, Daddy!" she screamed.Her words hung in the air for a moment and she could almost feel Mr. Harrison's hand poised above her ass, hanging in the air, but it didn't come down. She could feel his eyes on her, and she was sure he was staring at her round ass sticking up in the air, pink from his own hand."Oh Gosh!" She heard him whisper. "Jennifer... I'm...I..."She knew he was trying to apologise, but she didn't want to hear it. "Please touch my pussy," she whispered, her face flushing."What?" he asked, completely in shock."Please," she said again, hanging her head down in embarrassment. "I can't take it... please touch my pussy,
"You're okay with this, baby?" he whispered, kissing her neck. "You're sure?""Yes, Daddy," she murmured.He groaned when she called him Daddy and pulled her tight against him, moving his hips against her. He slid his other arm under her, pulling her back with a hand cupping each breast. He kissed and sucked on her neck, and each time he moved his lips she felt a tingle run through her body. His touch was nothing like Daniels touch had been earlier. It was confident, certain but gentle, his lips knowing exactly where they were moving next. He kissed her neck for awhile before he moved, rolling her onto her back and moving over her, letting his lips trail down her neck to the top of her breasts. "Your body is amazing," he whispered, his lips just above her nipple, brushing against it as he spoke. He flicked his tongue out, licking it, before taking it in his mouth and sucking.She cried out softly as he started to suck, raising her hands to the top of his head and holding him against he
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 quickly moved his hands down to his groin, an attempt to shield it from view. “What? What did you just say?” He asked. Vicky rolled her eyes and walked to his side, nudging him with her ass as she mounted the stationary bicycle. At this point, Mike was having a difficult time. He looked away. There was no way he could keep holding his cock so tightly. It was beginning to ache down there. All he felt like doing was to have her punished severely for this. He would thrust in and out of her till she begged him to stop. And no! He would not stop. That was the revenge his cock wanted so badly. But Vicky was his sister-in-law and not his wife. His mind was going crazy. “Come on, Mickey,” she said. “Don't tell me you have no idea what I mean. Oh, you didn't know. Oh my gosh! You…never had an early morning sex with Jennifer.” Damn it! Mike cursed under his breath. He was beginning to se
From that moment, Mike could not get himself to sleep. All he could think about was Vicky. No. Not Vicky, but those boobs. If only Jennifer could see the struggle in his heart, she would not have to argue with him over this issue. When he was sure Jennifer had slept off, he walked out of the room and descended the stairs to the living room. His eyes went to the round silver-plated wall clock. 5:06am. That was the time. It was obvious he would not be able to get himself any sort of sleep. At least, not anymore. Not knowing what else to do with his time, the married man went to the gym in his pajamas. He mounted the stationary bicycle and began to cycle his way out of his thoughts. Yes! This was what he needed — all the distractions and other images of Vicky. He would bundle it all and cycle away. “Helloooo,” he heard a voice and his heart flew. He knew exactly who owned the voice— Vicky! What the heck was she doing there at that time?“Vicky?” He said. The walking temptation fou
Vicky chuckled. “You don't need to be bothered about me, Mickey. I had to eat while I waited for your wife, my sister, to come and pick me up.”“Oh, okay.” She turned and walked to the couch opposite Mike, swinging her curves with ease as she moved. Mike's heart was palpitating with every bounce in the air. Slowly, she sat down and crossed her legs in such a way that her thighs were intensely attractive. Mike, at this point, found it difficult to look at her. All his mind could do was trail the path of her thighs. Those boobs were still calling him to rescue them. How could he ignore them?As if he had gotten a grip of himself, he stood to his feet, using a throw pillow to shield the erection he was having. “I will be in my room,” he said politely. “Unless it's urgent, don't call me.” “Come on, Mickey,” she said. “Why do you have to leave? I visited you guys. The least you can do is to keep me company since my sister is not around.” Mike stroked his cheek slightly. “First and for
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