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SARAH HAS A FOURSOME

I offered my lover the choice of wide range of MFM scenarios.
One of her top choices was, ‘We are standing naked in front of a mirror. I am behind you teasing your nipples. Another man is on his knees in front of you cupping your bum cheeks and licking you to orgasm, ever so slowly.’
How to find a man to do this that would be satisfactory to Sarah?

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my wifes escapade

Let me introduce myself first. My name is Rommi and have been married to beutiful wife simi for 10yrs now. It so happened that we were married at an early age as I was staying in a remote part of Taanzania where I was extremely lonely. I had requested my dad to arrange my wedding soon as Where I was I would have all sorts of problems at home as Most of the day I was at work. After 3yrs we moved to Kenya where most of our relatives were.
When we were staying in the country side my wife and I had lots of fun as we would go and have sex outdoors in the junge area. We got so much used to this that we had to go outdoors for sex at least once a week. The fun I had was that i could fulfil my hobby of taking nude photos of my wife in different places. On the other hand although she would not admit it my wife enjoyed taking clothes off with the thrill of someone actually seeing her.
Back in the city we were like caged animals.Simi knew I had a fantasy of getting her fucked by someone else while i took her pictures but always played tough and would not give in to this. One sunday afternoon we were both free and fondling each other when i felt she was really horny. I teased her more by licking,caressing and fondling her. In a few minutes she was stark naked in our living room. the curtains were open and i noticed she was not uncomfortable about this. I got her to the window of our second floor apartment and where i knelt and licked her wet, juicy cunt while she stood holding the window frame exposed to anyone watching from the road side from waist upwards. Soon she was dripping with honey from her lovepot and I knew i could take it a step ahead.I sttood up and asked her if she would come with me to the office as i had to pick a parcel. She protested that we first finish what we were doing. I convinced her it would be better if i was relaxed and not in a hurry.
With only a summer dress she was sitting beside me as we drove to the city centre of Nairobi and to the building where my office was. Once in my 10th floor office I told her to strip but she refused as ther are huge windows and the next building was a hotel from whose window my office was visible and vice versa. I lied to her that theglass was one way and nobody from outside could see us. As I did not persist she fell for it and let her dress fall to her feet as i played least interested and busy with some work. I watched from the corner of my eye as she stood near the glass wall looking outside as she moved one slowly over her tits and down to her wet cunt. Suddenly she sprang backwards and said there were two guys in the room of the hotel watching her . I laughed and said they were looking at their own reflection. i suggested she do it to herself facing them and imagining they were really watching She liked the idea and dragged a sofa infront of the glass. I was now watching as she spread her legs and started massaging her tits and wet pussy. After a about half an hour she was screaming as she came. It took her a few minutes to recover but was so happy she just laid there naked. All this time i had not gone near her or the window.I broke the news to her that she had just performed in front of a live audience to which she sat up and said i was lying. iasked her to wave to the guys and they waved back with a thumbs up sign. She jumped up and ran out of their view.
The following weekend I had planned to fulfil my fantasy. This is what i did.
I booked a room in a hotel in town where we were not known. After a passionate night out we got to the hotel room all steamed up and ready to fuck. Simi was as usual in her heated and horny state. In the room i switched on the light we were on the bed in seconds like hungry wild animals . I gave her a proper pussy lick which i love to do. soon i was riding her and shooting my load on her tits. she had not yet had even her first orgasm and she’e usually very bold at this stage. i said would blindfold her and take a few pics. As she lay blind folded i slowly opened the door to let in my two friends with whom i had arranged the previous weeks episode at the office. she was now calling me to give her a good fucking but i said wanted to tie her to the bed first. Amidst half protests she agreed as she was eager to have a cock up her love canal.
With her hands tied to the posts of the bed i gestured to my friends to start working on her as she was getting impatient for a good fucking.Without much contact elsewhere the first guy pushed his rod slowly into her cunt with which let out a moan of relief and pleasure at the same time. My second friend then slowly bent down and started licking her tits. she was screaming with pleasure by now and i was busy with my camera. I think the clicking of the camera gave me away as she called out my name. I answered and she was sure i was in another part of the room.I then took the blindfold off her leaving her tied to the bed. She just stared as if angry but did not say anything as my two friends fucked her in turns for the rest of the night while i clicked away happily…………………………

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Last call at the local bar

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sandi, I’m a 35 Y/O single woman, 34DD-27-30, 5′ 9″ tall, 110 Lbs, blue eyes, and light brown hair down to my waist. (I just love long hair, don’t you?) And last night I was so very horney. As I usually do when I get this way (which is quite often) I went to my favorite bar. I wore knee high black boots, a black mini-skirt that is just above mid thigh and a black tube top. Of coarse I wasn’t wearing any panties or bra, because I wanted to be ready for all the hot action I would soon see, feel and taste. But because of the time of year (it is mid-winter now) I also wore a long black coat.
As I drive my ’85 T-Bird around the corner I can see that the parking lot is fairly full tonight. I finger my cunt and it is getting wet just thinking about getting fucked tonight. As I pull into the lot and park I see a couple of men watching me, so I decide to give them a little taste of what is to come. I open the door and swing my left foot way out and down to the pavement. With my legs wide open like this they had a good view of my shaved pussy. I pretended not to notice as I fussed with my lipstick in the mirror before getting out of the car.
As I approached the entrance to Tony’s Bar and Grill one of the men opened the door for me. Of coarse he was standing very close, no dought hoping to inocently brush up against my tits. The look on his face was priceless when he not only got a good feel as I turned sideways to brush past him, but my hand strayed accross the front of his pants, and sure enough his cock was standing at full attention. “Thank you, you are a true gentleman.”
“Are you going to meet someone tonight, or may I join you?”
“Yes I’m meeting someone tonight, and I think I just did. My name is Sandi and of coarse you may sit with me.” I smiled into his face and kissed his cheek, and taking my arm he started leading me to one of the back booths. “Lets sit at the bar for a while, shall we . . . ?”
“Sorry, my name is Tony, and what ever you want Sandi. The bar it is then.”
“Hi Sandi, having your special tonight?”, Bob the bartender ask me as we sat down. Tony took my coat and I just sat there and slowly crossed my legs and leaned back, so my breasts were straining the tube top I wore. I didn’t have to say a word, “Right you are Sandi, the special it is then.”
About 2 hours later and several drinks, it is almost closing time and poor Tony is beginning to wonder if he is ever going to fuck me. Just then Bob announces last call, “Last call for drinks, closing in 5 minutes. Also tonight we are having a special after hours show, so anyone wanting to stay for the special I suggest you buy 2 or 3 drinks before 2:00 A.M. when I lock the door.”
“Lets stay for the special Tony, it’s always a fun time.” I’m trying really hard not to laugh as Tony tries to put on a happy face, knowing for sure he’ll never fuck me now. “Sure, why not!”
Just then Bob calls out,”Show time!”, and locks the door. “Sandi, your up”. Bob then walks to the bar and leans back, looking me. I lean into Tony and give him a kiss right on the mouth, sticking my tongue into his as my hand starts stroking his cock. I get up and walk over to Bob, and before I reach him my tube top and mini skirt are gone, leaving me in just the boots and thigh high stockings. When I reach Bob I immediatly drop to my knees and open his pants and pull them and his boxers down to his ankles. As I look up into Bob’s face I see him smiling at me, I reach out and start stroking his 9 inch cock, already hard and stiff. My lips close around the head of his cock, and slowly I start stroking his cock in and out of my mouth. Deeper and deeper as my saliva covers his cock shaft, making it slick and tasty. Finally my nose is pressed right into his stomach, his cock deep in my throat, almost gaging me. I slowly withdraw my lips over his wet glistening shaft, feeling the raw power of his hard cock, untill just the head is between my lips again.
I stop sucking Bob’s cock for just a second, and stand up to face the men in the room. My hand rubbing my cunt, Bob bends me over the back of a chair and starts fucking my cunt. “Come on, I want another cock in my slutty mouth.” The mesmerized glazed look in their eyes went away, as a mad scramble of men removing their clothes made me push back harder onto Bob’s cock.
“Fuck my cunt, Haaa, yes, harder, deeper. Fuck that feels good, fuck my cunt, fuck my face.”
I didn’t have to ask twice as the first cock was shoved into my mouth. They were lined up waiting a turn to shove a cock into me and they didn’t care which hole it was. And neither did I, I just wanted cock, lots of cock. And this night I was going to get seven cocks and at least seven loads of yummy cum.
Just then Bob said to the croud of men, so it wouldn’t get out of control, “Every one line up here at the bar and let her do the line sucking cock.” They all did, and I started at one end of the bar, sucking a cock, deep into my mouth, looking up into his face with my eyes open, staring up at the man whose cock I was sucking. Slowly sucking deeper and deeper untill my nose was buried into his cock hair, my hand feeling his nut sack and rubbing it against my chin before withdrawing my mouth. Then down the line to the next cock, and it was Tony.
“You really are a fuck slut, aren’t you!” A statement of fact, not as qusetion, as I hungrly sucked on his hard cock. I could see the other men in line, stroking their hard cocks, anticipating their turn. And each didn’t have to wait long. A couple of minutes on each cock, sucking and savoring the flavor and taste of hard cock meat in my mouth.
Then Bob led me to a table and I laid back, with my legs open wide. “Fuck my cunt, fuck my ass, fuck my face, just give me your beautiful hard cocks in any hole you want.”
And they did, first fucking just my cunt, while some shoved their hard cocks into my ass. My head was turned to the side as a stiff cock was once again shoved into my mouth.
After about 45 minutes the first cum load was deposited in my mouth, and I hungrly sucked his cock, tasting every drop of cum. “Nobodys leaving untill I’ve tasted every swinging dick here cum in my mouth.”
A big cheer was my answer to that, and another deposit of yummie cum in my mouth.
After everyone had fucked me and cum in my mouth, Bob thanked me for the good time and the extra after-hours business.
Well, if you liked my adventure leave a comment or 2. As I just love getting gang banged. Bye
Love and Kisses . . . Sandi

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Ann’s Boat Ride – Chp 3

Slowly the pain started going away. Slowly the nightmares started going away. Over time I was able to start putting the horrible past behind me. I was back in school, now a high school senior. That was the best thing, it got me back in my routines.
Then about two months ago, I was at home for my spring break. Mom was at work and I was just hanging out, cleaning my room, talking on the phone with friends, chatting online with other friends. I got to looking through some old pictures and like it always does it brought back memories of happy times when dad was still alive. I went upstairs into the attic thinking maybe there was some more older pictures up there.
When I climbed up into the attic and flipped on the lights I was suddenly startled and the horrific images of that horrible vacation raced through my mind. In the center of the attic was a large table, with a large stainless pole sticking up in the middle of it, almost identical to the one Mrs. Sung Li had repeatedly tortured my mother with. What was it doing here though? I was almost to scared to walk closer to it. It brought back horrible flashes and I started to shake even. I had to reach out and touch it just to make sure it was real and I wasn’t halucinating. It was real, and when I flipped the switch mounted on the end of the table the huge stainless rod immediately started pumping up and down and vibrating. Frightened I quickly turned it off and ran back downstairs almost in tears.
I ran in my room and sat on the end of my bed just staring at the wall shaking. Eventually I laid down but I stayed there the rest of the day until mom got home from work. When she got in she came by my room and saw me laying there, “Are you ok sweetie?”
I just nodded my head yes.
While mom started cooking dinner, I laid there thinking, trying to decide wether or not to ask my mother why that thing was up in the attic. I decided not to though, I think I was too scared of the answer I might get.
That night I couldn’t sleep. I’d been laying in bed for about an hour when I saw the hallway light turn on from underneath my bedroom door. Then I heard mom walking by. I tip-toed over to my bedroom door and listened closer. I could hear her going up in the attic and my heart immediately started to beat twice as fast.
When I heard the attic door shut, I quietly cracked mine open and tip-toed down the hallway to the stairs leading up into the attic. Quietly I crept up the stairs until I was at the door. I put my ear to the door and listened in. Quiet at first, but moments later I heard that awlful sound of the table being turned on. Soon I could hear my mother start to moan and get louder and louder. I didn’t know what to think or what to do, I just kept listening. I could hear the wood floor screeching and the image of my mother up on top of the table with the huge stainless rob pumping inside her raced through my mind.
It went on for close to thirty minutes until finally I heard my mother cry out and then a thud. Moments later I heard the machine cut off and I immediately turned and hurried away, back to my room.
As I laid in my bed, my heart pounding, I watched the shadow of mom sneaking back to her bedroom. I didn’t know what to think but I didn’t sleep much that night, just stared at the ceiling all night.
The next morning I was still asleep when mom left for work. I like to sleep late and since it was forever before I finally fell asleep that night I slept until almost noon. I got up and sat at the couch watching TV eating a bowl of cereal in my nighties.
Then mom called. She was at work, “Sweetie can you check in my bathroom, I think I might have left my curling iron on.”
“Yeah sure.”
“Thanks sweetie, I gotta get back to work,” she said before saying bye.
I finished my bowl of cereal and then went to check her curling iron, sure enough she’d left it on.
After turning it off, a bit of curiousity hit me. I got real nosey and then started looking through mom’s dresser drawers. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular but I was curious and wanted to snoop. I’d just about given up when in the back of her bottom drawer, I found a large bottle of lubricant. I knew right away what it was for. Then curiousity really sank in. I opened the top and smelt it, it smelt good. Then for a moment I just stood in a daze holding it. Thinking. Curiousity got the best of me that day and I took the bottle of lubricant and nervously headed upstairs.
Once in the attic, I flipped the light switch and sure enough the table was still there. I walked around it just looking at it. I looked out the small window as if checking, and then went and closed the attic door. I was almost scared to approach it.
Then I poured some of the lubricant on it and just watched it run down. It was so big. I just stood there in a daze, nervous and scared.
I stood there for probably ten minutes, too timid to move.
Finally though, I gave in and started climbing up on the table. I poured some more lubricant on it and ran my hands up and down it. I was huge. How could a girls body take such a enormous thingy?
I looked around again and leaned back and looked out the window again and then raised up and straddled it. I looked down between my legs and curiously watched as I slowly eased myself down on it. My toes instantly curled up. I’d never done it before, not with a boy and definitely not with something like this. I knew it would hurt a little at first and it did. I knew it would bleed a little at first and I did. It was cold at first, but after my body heat warmed it up I remember thinking to myself, that feels pretty good!
I did just like I’d watched mom do when they were torturing her, I went up and down. It quickly started feeling better and better and I started getting a little faster. I liked it………
……..to be continued
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SARAH’S NEW MAN HAS A HUGE TONGUE

“Was I invited here to use my tongue on you?”
“Of course. The rules are I watch and call the shots. Lots of commentary from you though. It will turn us both on,” I responded as I started teasing Sarah’s already erect nipples.

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Secret – part 1

…Out at the ‘fort’ I had been getting up to all sorts. The older boys had invented a position for ‘look out’. One of us would go up a small step or another two or three steps in my case, as I was smaller. Once positioned you could get your head (and shoulders) if needed and keep a ‘look out’ to see if anyone was approaching the fort.
Once, when it was Greg’s turn on look out I sat with the other boys and chatted about this and that. After a while I started noticing Greg take out his dick and start rubbing it. I kept watching him, staring at his dick. The other boys noticed me staring at it. It was then explained to me that when someone was on look out and took their dick out then somebody had to suck it. They told me that they all took turns and that I could take my turn now if I wanted.
So I went over and knelt down in front of Greg opened my mouth and put my lips around his dick.
Around me I could see the other boys start to take their dicks out. They were encouraging me. Calling me a ‘cocksucker’ and that I had ‘pussy lips’. I continued to suck Greg’s dick as he kept ‘look out’.
One of the boys, Ian, was standing at the entrance to the fort – he hadn’t taken his dick out but was watching me suck Greg’s dick none the less. I was doing quite a good job apparently. All the boys were telling me to get ready because Greg was going ‘scoosh’ in my mouth anytime soon. I was relishing every minute of it…kneeling on the ground with a fat dick in my mouth, hands by my side, my head bobbing greedily up and down on it. I knew I was turning everyone on. I wanted to suck all their dicks. I liked it when they called me their ‘little cocksucking mascot’. I liked obeying them and I knew I would do whatever they wanted.
But this one boy, Ian, still hadn’t taken his dick out. Even after Greg had ‘scooshed’ in my mouth.
As time went by, I had developed my role as mascot in many ways. I regularly sucked the boys off and let them ‘grease up’ my ass and stick their dicks inside me. It excited me immensely. I particularly liked when it was my turn on ‘look out’ as it often resulted in the tactile pleasure of having my jeans or shorts taken down as my head and shoulders leant outside the fort and a dick slid up inside me. I could see people walking by in the distance and occasionally waving to me – not knowing that my cute ass was being used. On one occasion my own mother had photographed me peering out of the den – not knowing that a big boys dick was up inside my hole. It excited me that I had a secret. It excited me that I was a dirty boy and I might get caught.
On occasion I would have to handwash my underwear in the bathroom sink as it would be soiled with the big boys cum as it dribbled out of my open asshole as I walked or rode my bike home, mixing with the ‘grease’ that they had used.
I was sneaking around doing my best to keep my secret.
By this time, I had finally seen Ian’s dick. He was the first boy to give me the role of ‘dick cleaner’. The fort was at the front of some woodlands and we would all go out to the trees when we needed to pee. Ian had suggested on one occasion that I should come with him and hold his dick while he ‘took a piss’. I jumped at the chance. I hadn’t touched or sucked his dick yet…and I was curious.
We made our way out to the usual spot for pissing, ‘Take my dick out then boy’. I was shocked and excited at the tone, it sounded different from the way the other boys spoke. ‘Get down beside me and take it out’. I got down on my knees beside him took his dick out of his jeans and held it. I positioned myself so I could face the same direction that he was facing…

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KINKY SEX FOR SUZI AND HANS

“My lady wants to have a local man before we return home. She is forty and very attractive. I am bi-sexual, a little older than her and I love cross-dressing. Part of the deal and a big part of my sexual turn on is my lady watching me blow her man before she has him. We enjoy pushing the boundaries and enjoy edgy sex. Are we on the same page?

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Sandys Work

After Billie left I had to take a quick shower and dress for work. You are familiar with the Victoria Secret stores on the malls. I am a model for the owner of the stores up and down the coast of California. Mr. Xxxxxx also sells lingerie wholesale to businessess in foreign countries. Often the buyers or owners of these businesses come to the US to purchase the garments. I model the garments in a special studio in a large warehouse where Mr. Xxxxxx has a tiny stage with curtains and lights and an area with seats and a table where his sales manager Mrs. Murphy describes the garments, the fabric, and qunatity discounts from the current catalog.
I arrived at the warehouse and entered the Show Room just in time to get undressed and touch up my make up. Cindy, one of the cute young sales girls had been assigned to work with me toinight was already there and had begun to lay out the garments that I would put on in sequence as shown in the catalog. Mrs. Murphy was just getting the buyer, a really nice looking man from somewhere in Europe, situated at the desk in the gallery so I put on the first outfit and was standing behind the curtain ready to present the first item, a black teddy with see thru night shirt, waiting for Mrs. Murphy cue.
I had worked with Cindy once before so we new the routine. She was very cute and reminded me of my old Barbie Doll, beautiful face, gracefull body, pert lips, slender torso and legs. Just so sweet that I had to watch her while she went about getting the next outfit ready.
Just then Mrs. Murphy said she was ready and I stepped out between the curtain into the spotlights and began the presentation of the outfit. The short stage ran right up to the table behind which Mrs. Murphy, Helen, was sitting with this real handsome man, not to old with eyes that were steel blue.
My routine requires me to get as close to the table where the buyer sits and flaunt the lingerie in his/her face. I lean over and present my cleavage so it shows the fabric and stiching as best I can. I bend over like I am fixing the strap on my slipper and stick my butt up in his face so he can see how much of my pussy is covered by the panties. I like showing my body this way; I watch the byers eyes as he follows the contoures of my body and how the garment fits and covers, or does not cover my boobs, my ass and tummy, etc.
The object is to stimulate the buyer so he will purchase more than he might want to. As soon as Helen finishes describing the outfit she nods to me and I step back through the curtains where Cindy helps me take the garment off and helps me into the next outfit. There are about 40 to 50 different items to show so we have to hurry so there is little time that the buyer is not seeing the product. Cindy sees me nude each change and her job is to make shure that all the straps are straight, all the buttons and ties are fastened properly and so forth so she sees my bare tits, my shaved pussy and everything else every time I change.
By the time we’ve shown 10 or 15 outfits I’ve begun to get a little wet down there and I have to make sure that I don’t stain the panties or sleepware which might clearly be seen by the buyer and ruin the garment. So, I have placed a dry wash rag on the counter where Cindy is working and from time to time I wipe my pussy to make sure I’m not wet. Showing my body this way makes me kinda hot; I really get into showing the buyer everything. Today I noticed that he began to squirm in his chair and Helen noticed and had this big smile on her face when she nodded to me for the next item.
Cindy and I have to whisper to each other so those out in front of the curtain won’t hear us. This routine contunues over and over, and I notice that Cindy’s fingers begin to linger on different parts of the fabric and my exposed skin near the edges of the bras and V-strings and thongs etc. This really makes my body tingle and I get worked up and begin to get wet “down there”. By the time we are about through Cindy is not looking at my face but at my exposed body. This make me real hot and I have to dry my pussy just about each time I change.
The last two item in the catalog are lingerie for a woman on her wedding hight, the panties of which have a slit in the crotch which shows her bear pussy. The first one is rather plain but radiant pink and leave little to imagine. The last is a thong with frilly lace all around the slit. The bra has holes with lace around each to emphasize the nipple that protruces through the hole. Cindy’s fingers linger all around the lace making sure that it is all straight and not crinkled. Just one problem, her fingers are touching my skin around the lacey edge and making me about cum, she almost fingered my bare pussy which was showing bold as could be between the sides of the slit. I’m sure it was her finger that touched me there.
With the last presentation I usually linger out where the buyer is as Helen describes in detail all of the fabric and stitching, colors and variations that appear in the catalog. My appearance there in front of the buyer usually keeps his attention glued to my body while she describes all the neat apparel that can go with this outfit. I can see that both Helen and the buyer are visually stimulated. But then, that’s my job.
After Helen introduces my and thanks me for the show, I step back through the curtain expecting to see Cindy to help me undress and relax a bit. She isn’t there so I take off the wedding outfit and step through the door in the back to the dressing room where to my amazment iI find Cindy with her hand up her dress with her hand/fingers giving her crotch/pussy a workout, eyes closed, head back leaning on the make up table.
I said, “Cindy, what are you doing”?
She almost jumped out of her skin. Her hands flew to her face and she began to apologize saying, “Oh Sandy, I’m sorry, I got carried away, I don’t know what came over me, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please forgive me”. Then she began to sob and tears started rolling down cheeks.
I walked up to her and put both hands on her head and began kissing her forhead, her eyse, her cheeks, her chin and clutched her to me and put my head right next hers and whispered in her ear that it was OK. Don;t cry. Let me hold you. And I put my arms around her and held her saying it was OK , it’s OK.
Gradually she began to relax and put her arms around me. She let out a big sigh, and held me tight and we just stood there and held each other. Finally she said, ‘Please don’t be mad at me, I just got carried away, I won’t do it again”.
What could I say, here this beautiful creature was holding this naked woman and begging to be forgiven. This “Barbie Doll” was making me so hot I could hardly keep from tearing her clothes off and rapeing her right there.
So I told her not to worry, that I loved her touching me and I wanted her to put her hands all over me and feel my skin and make me feel good all over. Would she do that for me? She said, “Oh Sandy I was so afraid that you would not like me’. I said I really liked her and thought she was really beautiful and sweet and I wated her to like me very much.
I reached back and put the makeup chair behing me and set down and told her to sit acrross my legs and put her arms around my neck and just sit and we would rest a while. She did and I put her head next to mine over my shoulder and whispered into her ear how much I liked her and how I wanted to kiss her. At first she backed off and looked me in the eye for a minute, a puzzled look on her face. I smiled and began to move my face towards hers. She didn’t pull away so I put my lips close to hers and whispered to her, “please kiss me”. She leaned forward and our lips touched and then she crushed my lips with hers and we kissed deeply, our tougues lashing at each other, our lips sucking each other and I couldn’t get enough of her.
Now all this time I’m naked and she is fully clothed in a blouse and skirt. As we kissed I slowly put my free hand on her knee and inside her skirt and began to rub her theighs up towards her crotch. Her kissing was making me so hot I could hardly stand it. Gradually I proceeded to move my hand up to her belly and slipped my fingers under her paties and down over her mound to her wet pussy. She didn’t object but held her legs together so I whispered in her ear “spread you legs” and she did some and I cold feel her pussy lips. Spead them more I begged and she really did this time and I pushed real hard into her pussy and got two fingers inside her and clamped down real hard and with the palm of my hand rubbber her clit as hard as I could. She is almost bit my lips now, our tounges licking each others lips. I began to suck her tongue hard and crush her pussy at the same time and her body stiffened and she exploded a giant cum iinto my hand. I kept her orgasms coming with my two fingers as deep inside her as I could. Her hips were bucking against my hand and I wanted her to really like what I was doing so I prolonged my rubbing until she began to subside.

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Fun with Mary, part 2

After I got over my shock of sweet innocent little Mary being such a wild slut, I could barely wait to see her again. Later that week I needed to go on a day trip to a school about 2 hours away to do some work, and the next time she called and we talked, she volunteered to go along and “help”.
I picked her up that morning at her parents house, where she was dropping her kids off to be watched. She was wearing some jeans and a kinda snug shirt with no bra, and I was hard by the time we were back in the van. She immediately gave me a nice kiss and felt my cock as we drove along, and I returned the favor, lightly pinching her nipples.
Being broke and with any money they had going for the kids, Mary had very little in the way of clothes. What she did have was all either used or bargain stuff that was bought for price and not style or fit. We had discussed this before, so when I offered to take her to a mall to buy a few new things, she lit right up and said yes. She ended up getting a really hot pair of ultra low cut jeans (size double zero), a pair of very sexy platform sandals, and a couple of shirts from a children’s department of one of the stores…. she was THAT small.
We get back out to the parking lot, and she promptly starts taking off her clothes in the van, to change! Unlike the time before she didn’t have on cotton panties, but a black stringlike g-string that you could see right through the front. I just about died, both from horniness and the fact that people walking by the car were staring in disbelief at her total disregard for any modesty. She finished changing once we were out on the highway, and my God she was hot. It was like a total and instant transformation. She still looked way young, but instead of looking like a prudish 15 year old she looekd like a hot slutty 15 year old. The g-string was visible above the top of her jeans, and the shirt was so thin and tight that she might as well not have had it on.
My cock was aching from being so hard for so long, so i unzipped and she moved over between the seats, smiling and stroking me lightly. I reached down and began rubbing one of her nipples between my fingers, and sensitive as before, she came after a short while, moaning loudly and jerking about. As that distracted her from the attention to my cock, I didn’t cum, which was fine. I was enjoying getting hornier and hornier.
We stopped for lunch at a McDonalds and went in. Talk about getting looks. With a 17 inch difference in height (well, 14 with the shoes), with me looking every bit of my age and her looking younger than her actual 20, with her dressed like a total slut and snuggling up to me, holding my hand, and kissing me on the arm while we waited for the food, people’s mouths gaped open. The guys looked jealous. The women looked at her with hatred and disgust.
Arriving at the school, I went to the office to find out where I needed to go to do my work. This was a middle school, for kids age 11-14, and when Mary walked in with me, they looked at her and said that she couldn’t go to class dressed like that. She was all over me while I told the secretary that she was an adult and there to help me. While we were there and she went to the restroom, another teacher intercepted her in the hall and told her she’d have to report to the principal’s office because of her innapropriate dress. I felt so damn pervy it was wonderful.
I finished and we got back in the van to head back. Out on the highway, she proceeded to strip down, completely nude, putting her feet up on the dashboard, leaning back, and masturbating herself as we rode along. Anyone in a van or SUV as tall as our van could see her plainly, not to mention the truckers, who blew their horns as we’d pass. Just like the previous Sunday, she screamed and thrashed around, and when i leaned over and began fingering her (DAMN she was wet), she began jerking so violently that I actually thought for a moment that she was having some sort of seizure. She begged me to fuck her, so I pulled off at the next rest area, and we headed for the back.
It was acargo van, but even if you’d have to look inside of the read windows to see us, NO ONE could walk by without hearing her. I licked her, enjoying the fresh taste of young pussy, and she leaned over and sucked me. I could have gone on like this for some time as I enjoy forplay, but Mary was all about being fucked, and she demanded it right then. I put her on all fours, and prepared to mount her doggy. She insisted that I enter her as hard and fast as I possibly could, so i got as low as I possibly could because of our difference in size, lined up, and slammed my cock into her as brutally as I could. Unfortunately, I missed.
She was so small and timy, and the distance between her pussy and asshole was so small, that I accidentally had shoved the entire length of my cock, lubricated only by the short blow job she’d given me, to the hilt up her ass. She immediately fell forward and passed out. Talk about scared… I went soft right away as she laid there on her face, blood trickling down out the bottom of her ass crack. I’m not that long, but i’m pretty thick, and I’d split her ass open when I went in. I tried to wake her up and she came to slowly, as if in a daze, asking what had happened. When I told her, she groggily asked why I had stopped, asking me to keep going. When I expressed my concern that I had hurt her, and told her that her ass was bleeding, she didn’t seem to care. Reaching down and finding my cock soft, she pushed me back and went down on me.
This was the only time in my life that any woman has ever done ass to mouth on me, and while it was kind of disturbing and spooky, I got hard again anyway. Once I was, she got on her back, raised her legs, exposing her bloody asshole to be, and demanded that I fuck her in the ass as hard as I could. This bothered me, and I told her, as I didn’t want to hurt her. That’s when she told me that she liked pain, and that the more it hurt, the better she’d like it. She also told me that if she passed out again, I was to keep fucking her hard. I got up, put the head of my cock against her ass, and sank it in hard and deep again. her eyes rolled up, she may have passed out again, but I pounded her as hard as I could. She screamed as if she was about to die, but when I started to slow down, she screamed even louder for me not to stop. I was so horny though, that I didn’t last long, and pulled out, shooting all over her belly.
Once my cock was empty, I leaned down and licked each glob of sperm off of her belly, then kissing her and transferring them to her mouth, one at a time. She loved it!
Soon afterward while we were finishing dressing, a bang came on the door, and a highway patrolman was there, hand on his gun, asking what was going on. People HAD heard Mary scream, and from the sound of it had called the police thinking some sort of violent act was taking place. He checked us out, didn’t believe she was 20, checked her driver’s license and called that info in, and finally told us to find a better place to do it instead of a rest area.
Back in the front seat and back on the road, I saw Mary twisting her butt and pushing it down into the seat. When I asked her why, she said it still hurt really badly when she did that, and she liked it. As we got closer back to home, she changed back into her more conservative clothes, and I dropped her off back at her parents.
The 2nd time hadn’t been quite as hot as the first… in many ways it was sort of disturbing, with the anal/thing and her insistance on being in pain, but it was still wild and good. I was looking forward to our third time, that was for sure, and with Mary, there were more surprises to come.

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MIREILLE HAS JON WHILE I WATCH

“You are to please and be pleased.
“The thought of a threesome situation with a third man (toy boy) for your sexual gratification and enjoyment has strong appeal,” I emailed my lover Mireille.
To make sure we were on the same wave length I set out my rules and expectations and asked her to provide her list.