"No'' I whispered back, "Please don't. I'm a virgin.""Mmm, don't make any noise now. I'm sure you don't want to get in trouble, would you?"The bus swayed around another steep mountain turn, wheels jittering on the uneven pavement. With each breath, I could feel myself moving against his dick as the bus swayed. I felt it press and slide just a bit as Kenneth slightly flexed his hips.Soon, Kenneth started pulling back, instinctively trying to find his way into my core. I could feel him sliding furtmy and furtmy back with each stroke, until his glans was teasing my pussy. As he slid against my body, his dick flexed upward, as though begging me to let him in.I pressed my hand down on my lap, trying to coax his dick further down between my thighs where it had been when this first started to go wrong. I couldn't very well reach under my skirt without being more obvious. It was no good. I arched my back away from him and tried to slide toward his knees, prying at the arm that was wrapped
I didn't know how I survived the rest of the bus ride to the hotel, but later I would suspect it was from being in shock.I just had my virginity taken by Kenneth, my college's star quarterback while riding on a crowded bus. When he had "finished" with me, I eased off his lap, wedging myself between him and another football player. Kenneth had let me go, but kept a muscled arm around me in the pretense of cuddling.I could feel the slickness between my legs from Kenneth's cum. And the deep-seated ache inside me.As I came out of my daze, I realized the other player I was now wedged against was openly making out with my best friend on the team, June. June was leaned back against the window of the bus while another football player mauled my neck and face. June seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the attention.I was shocked to see the player's hand had also peeled up June's cheer top, so far that I saw a flash of June's erect nipple being pinched between his thick fingers.Whoa, I thought.
Kenneth seemed to enjoy being as deep as possible, even if it meant I couldn't breathe. He hit the back of my throat again and again and I wriggled, my eyes watering as I tried to take all of him in without gagging. Then he let me slide back along his length and I sucked air through my nose gratefully. Then he grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me down on his dick and held my there.stars danced in front of my eyes. My instinct was to bite--but an even greater instinct told me that would be even more dangerous.What didn't make sense was how the musky taste of Kenneth in my mouth and his hands running all over my body were making my body respond. I'd never felt like this: so hot, so sensitive.As focused as I was on staying conscious, I was only partly aware when the bed moved with the weight of another person."Ughmph!" I moaned, my eyes rolling up to Kenneth, begging him to let me breathe.Finally, he relented, and I jerked away from him gasping. My saliva coated my chin and
Bernard, a young gentle man on his forties lived with his beautiful wife, Kelly, who is twenty five years old. He got married to her after his first wife died of cancer. He got married to Kelly after ten years. along with her daughter, Trina. They lived in a comfortable four bedroom home in a small town. Even at the age of forty five, he have always maintained his athletic body. He is tall at six-five and weigh 219 lbs.It has been a hot summer as it was at the beginning of August. Trina and her school best friend since grade four, Susan, are making plans to start college in September in same school. They don't want to separate in any way. Since they became friends, they have been inseparable. Sometimes they do have disagreements but they would settle fast without much damage to thier friendship. They always spend the weekend at each other's house. They can't stay days without seeing each other. Either Trina is spending the weekend at Susan's house or vice versa. During the summer,
"We can have him tonight if you want." Susan said."I can't imagine having sex with my step dad. I can't." Trina protested."Then I will enjoy him all for myself and it's going to happen tonight." Susan said."How do you think you can can do that when my mom is sharing the same room and bed with him?" Trina asked."I will sneak into the room and do what I want. We both know that your mom never wakes up easily. I'm going to fuck him right behind your mom." Susan said and there was a trace of anger in Trina's face."I'm going to tell my mom and she will stop you from coming here. Our friendship is over!" Trina voiced out and got up from the beach seat, then took a step to leave with anger."And I'm going to tell her how you had been wanting to have sex with her husband and making plans to snatch him from her." Susan said."She's not going to believe you." Trina replied."Only if you know other things I'm going to feed her ears with." Susan said and got up, then walk towards where she wa
When he was spent, Trina and Susan both began to clean his dick with their tongues. Susan found some cum on Trina's lips and chin and gently licked it off. Susan looked up and smiled at him and then shoved her mouth back down the full length of his dick and hold his still hard dick in her mouth while she lashed the full length with her tongue. 'Man, that feels good.' Bernard said under her breath.After several seconds, Susan pulled his dick out of her mouth and pushed the head toward Trina who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her head only inched away from Susan's. Trina took his hard dick in her hand and rubbed the head around her face and then with a smile on her face, shoved his dick into her pouty lips.Looking at him right in the eyes, she began to attack on his dick furiously as if she was very hungry. Lips, tongue, teeth and hands weere flying.Then Susan touched Trina's shoulder and Trina's eye contact with him shifted to Susan's face. Susan said something to Trina but
He woke up the next morning lying flat on his back, dreaming of the night before with his daughter, Trina, and her best friend, Susan. As usual, his dick was hard with a morning woody. The very real dream probably had something to do with how hard he was. As he came to his consciousness, he began to realize there was something else contributing to the raging hardness. He was getting a very soft, slow and sensuous blowjob. He looked to his right and noticed that his wife was under the covers and he could see the distinctive up and down motion of the covers. He decided not to say anything and just enjoy this terrific blowjob. She was pushing her mouth about half way down his shaft, then licking the underside for a few seconds and then literally dragging her lips back up to the ridge. His wife hardly gives him blowjob and she dosen't suck him as good as she was doing. "When did she learn how to suck dick this way?" He asked himself. She was practically sucking him way better than befor
He laid there for several minutes before he managed to forced himself to get up. He went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the large tiled shower. He hand-checked the water temperature and as he was stepping in, he noticed a shadow moving behind him. He turned and Monica was standing naked behind him."Mind if I join you? I think I'm not yet satisfied." she said.."Sure, I don't mind." He replied."No problem", she said, and they both stepped into the shower and got thierselves wet under the hot water.Without wasting any time, Monica went directly to her knees and took his soft dick into her mouth. She pushed his dick in and out several times and his dick began hardening immediately. With that, she started a vigorously assault his dick with her mouth and hands."Ooh! Shit!" Bernard exclaimed. Bernard knew that if she continue this way for the next thirty seconds, she won't be able to get her fun.' Though she knew what she was doing. She slowed the assault and then stoppe
"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
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m