A Night Together
Husband and Wife
The final part of my series
Lucas, your average high school student, and Isabelle, a French foreign exchange student, have been friends for years, but that is al goingl change soon…
second part of the story, there are about 4-5 parts so hope you enjoy, and please pm me to tell me if i dont write my sentences very good. thank you and enjoy
My life goes on as we bring a new one into our family and another gets ready to leave.
This is a love story with a lot of sexual events in it. However, it is also a true story, and the characters are in love. If you want a story about two sex-crazed people on a one-night stand, then you’re at the wrong story.
Molly just turned 15 last week. The excitement of her birthday had long since worn off. Molly was lying face down on her bed with her head perched on her hand. She was reading a favorite book of hers. But she couldn’t think about the book any longer. Instead, she merely glazed over the words, but didn’t absorb them. She rested her head on the open book and smiled to herself. He was so dreamy, his brown eyes were so beautiful that she could stare at them for hours. He would always hug her for the longest time. She felt safe in his arms, like nothing in the world mattered as long as she didn’t let go….
“Thinking about Michael again?” It was Jason, Molly’s little brother. Most people in Molly’s situation would reply, “No, and get out of my room you freak!” but Molly is special. She is the kindest girl you’ll ever meet. She is tolerant towards everyone. In public, Molly was the life of the party, the best dancer, the role model for younger girls, and a heartthrob to all the boys. All the girls wished they were her, and all the guys wished they could get with her. But at home, she kept to herself and read a lot. Her parents were from the hippie generation, so the house was full of color, and there were no TV’s or computers. Molly and her family had always gotten along perfectly.
“You know it, J-man!” she smiled.
“Ok well think in the shower,” Jason laughed. “Mom told you to get in there an hour ago!”
“Oh, thanks.” She replied. She grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom. She closed the door and locked it. She walked over to the shower and turned the warm water on so it would have a chance to heat up. As soon as she released the knob, she strided over to her bathroom mirror and began to undress. She always performed this in front of a mirror. She imagined Michael was watching her, rather than her own reflection staring back at her. This started to make her pussy moisten, and she slowly slid down her skinny jeans until they were around her ankles. She pulled them off one leg at a time, watching herself in the mirror, performing a strip tease or herself. She tossed her pants on the floor and gazed at herself. She was wearing a t-shirt and panties. The t-shirt really showed off her breasts nicely. Molly was always proud of her breasts. They were 34B’s, and Molly was a short girl, so they were in perfect proportion with her body. Molly pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it on top of her pants. Molly was in a Victoria’s Secret green lace bra and matching pale green panties. She could clearly see a dark spot where her moisture had soaked through. You see, Molly had a horny side that she kept to herself. She thought about sex all the time, and the slightest things would make her pussy as wet as a sponge. Molly gazed into her beautiful blue eyes as she snaked a hand down the middle of her stomach and under her panties. Her moan was covered by the sound of the rushing shower, which was definately warm enough. Molly rubbed her clit hard and fast, then released. She removed her hand and slid her fingers around the sides of her underwear and pushed them down her legs. Molly kicked them off her feet and reached behind her back to release her bra clasp. As she slowly unclasped it, she looked at her pussy, shaven to perfection. There was not a single hair on it, as Molly had carefully shaven it every day since she met Michael, knowing that someday he’d enjoy that. She unsnapped her bra and pulled it off her arms. Her boobs dropped ever so slightly. Molly shook her shoulders and watched her breasts shake with them. She brought her right breast to her mouth and attacked her nipple with her tongue. Her nipple became hard in her mouth and a drop of pussy moisture dribbled down her leg. Molly brought two fingers to her entrance and pressed them in. She didn’t let up on her nipple. Molly didn’t want to have an orgasm before she was in the shower, so she slowly stopped and pulled out her fingers and seductively sucked on them in the mirror. Satisfied that she had performed quite a show for herself, she headed into the shower, feeling sexy and extremely horny.
Molly had a special showerhead, one of those with a hose along the showerhead. She loved this toy, because it gave her orgasms a million times stronger that when she would finger her clit on her bed in her room with the music on. Molly turned the showerhead to Massage mode. It sprayed with significant force, and Molly drew her head back and legs apart. She was lying nude on the shower floor with her hips elevated and her back arched. She held the showerhead about three inches from the upper half of her pussy as the water pounded against her clit. Water ran down her slit and further down her buttcrack. Molly began panting hard, and her body twitched. Molly’s hips shuddered and jolted. An indescribable feeling came over her beginning in her pussy, and she began to breathe harder and harder. She brought the showerhead even closer to her pussy and angled it upward under her clitoral hood. Molly bit her lip as she climaxed and arched her back even higher. Waves of pleasure came over her and she lost control. She let out such a loud moan that her neighbors could hear it. That snapped Molly out of her orgasmic bliss. Molly let go of the showerhead and tried to slow her breathing. She rested on the shower floor until she heard Jason ask, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, Jason, I’m okay. Just saw a huge spider!” Molly lied.
“Oh, okay” Jason left.
Molly started to unscrew the showerhead apparatus from the edge of the hose. Water came out of the edge of the hose much more thickly and smoothly. Molly pushed the hose into her pussy. She clenched her pussy around the hose as water filled her up. As it started coming back out her pussy, it vibrated against her pussy lips. The water pleasured her in all the right places all at the same time. Molly moaned softly and squeezed her breast with one hand. Then she squeezed her pussy tighter around the hose and rubbed her clit with her free hand. Water sprayed out of her cunt and caused her tightly closed pussy lips to vibrate. Molly squirted a bit of shampoo onto her fingers and used it as lubricant as she rubbed her clitoris and breasts faster. She began to shake again, and Molly’s tight pussy began to hold the shower hose inside her in a death grip. Molly tried to pull it out, but her climaxing pussy wouldn’t let her. Molly pulled and pulled, but only succeeded in brushing against her clit, and she went back into orgasm. Each one felt better than the last. She had at least three more orgasms before she could finally gather enough strength to reach up and turn off the water. Shortly after, Molly’s muscular pussy finally let go of the hose, and she screwed the showerhead back on the hose. Molly pushed like she had to pee, and almost a litre of water squirted out her pussy and down the drain. Feeling like a sex goddess, Molly stood up and wrapped a towel around herself. Even though Molly was still a virgin, she was too curious to leave her hyman intact. Molly had broken it with the edge of a broom handle, and had always tried new sexual activities since. Molly discovered a million new ways to masterbate, but felt bad for guys since they only had one. Molly also practiced strengthening her pussy. She’d insert objects and squeeze them, sometimes even going to school with toothbrush covers or carrots buried deep in her pussy.
Molly dried off and carried her clothes back into her room, with her towel wrapped around her.
When she got to her room, she locked the door and jumped naked onto her bed. She rested on her back and began to dream about Michael. She was stripping in the bathroom for HIM, and HIS masculine hands were fingering her clitoris. Molly began to run her clit in small circles as she dreamed about Michael doing it for her. Molly rubbed faster and tensed all the muscles in her legs, stomach, and pussy. Just before her orgasm started to build, the doorbell rang. Molly stopped immediately and scrambled to put on some clothes. She settled on some ultra-tiny booty shorts and a tank top. She opened her door and scrambled downstairs to greet the guest. Jason beat her to the door, and Molly froze. Grinning at her from the doorway was Michael!
“Hey, Molly!” Michael greeted. Molly slowly regained control of her legs and continued down the stairs.
“Hey Mikey” Molly smiled, “what are you doing here? Isn’t it a 4 hour drive to get here?”
She wrapped her arms around him and he wrapped an arm around the middle of her back, and the other behind her shoulders, with his hand resting on the back of her head. He pulled tighter.
“But you’re totally worth it, you know that!”
“Aww!” Molly cooed, “its great to see you.” She pulled him into her tighter. Michael was first to release. Molly let go quickly.
“So what’s there to do in Sacramento?” Michael asked.
“Not much, let’s just walk around.” Michael pulled Molly gently through the door. She felt like a princess as she stepped over the doorframe and she spun herself around Michael’s arm into his body. Her butt brushed his crotch, as she intended, and Michael wrapped his arms around her from behind.
“Mom, I’m gonna go for a walk!” Molly yelled back into the house.
“Ok, Moll, be back before dark.”
“Kay.”
Molly bolted out of Michael’s grip and sped down the road. She smiled at her own confidence. She turned a corner and pressed her back against the wall like a spy. She heard Michael’s footsteps racing from where she had come, and then he emerged and continued to run past her. Molly started laughing and Michael turned around.
“Ahh, you clever little… if we were in MY city, this would be reversed!” Michael retorted.
“Giddiyup,” Molly called as she jumped on his back and latched her legs around his chest. Michael took off in a slow sprint towards the park, which was really just a huge field were people hang out. Michael got to the field and sat down and lied down on his back, with Molly still under him.
“Did you forget about me?” Molly accused.
“Oh my god! Molly! I totally forgot you were there!” Michael joked.
“Wow, that makes me feel special!” Molly joked back. She released her legs from his chest and pushed Michael off of her. She sat on top of him, straddling him, with a leg on either side.
“Nice polka dot underwear,” Michael grinned up at her.
“Glad you like them!” She flirted.
Then, Molly made another move. She leaned forward and rested her whole body on Michael. Michael was completely lying down facing up, and Molly faced down completely on top of him. Michael’s feet were apart, and Molly fit hers perfectly between them. Her head was just to the side of his and her arms lay on top of his. She intertwined her fingers with his and he turned his head to kiss her on the cheek. Michael moved his hands up and across her back. When Molly turned back to kiss him back, Michael held her tighter and turned his face so Molly kissed his lips instead. It was a quick peck, then she backed up and they looked in each others eyes. Then, they both brought their lips together. Michael’s lips felt amazing against Molly’s own. Michael gently sucked on her bottom lip, and Molly let out a soft moan and parted her lips. Their lips fit together and their tongues did dances in circles on each other. They explored every inch of each other’s mouths, then pulled apart after a minute. Michael’s hands were resting on her back pockets, and Molly wriggled her hips and ground against him. He massaged her ass through her pants by squeezing and grabbing at her ass. Molly ground harder and he mashed his hands harder against her ass. Then, he slid his hands into her pants and started to massage her bare ass. Molly stiffened and stopped grinding her hips.
“Is this okay?” Michael asked, and pulled his hands out of her pants.
“Yeah, but not here. Look at those kids watching us.” Molly said softly into his ear.
Michael rolled over so that Molly was underneath him. She squealed in surprise. Michael grabbed her hands and pulled himself up, bringing her with him. This time, she jumped onto him and straddled him from the front. Her head rested on his shoulder looking behind him. Michael spread his fingers apart and held her up by her ass. Molly bent her head to kiss him on his neck. Michael started walking further from the park, and away from Molly’s house. She soon figured out where he was going. There was a creek that was a well-kept secret among the locals, and Molly had taken Michael there the last time he visited. Molly started kissing his neck again, making lines up and down his neck. Michael gave her a light squeeze on her ass. Molly used her tongue and started licking him in small circles, which was making Michael walk wobbly. She sucked on his skin, and Michael turned his own neck and kissed and sucked on hers. Molly felt her pussy get wet. She wiggled her hips, which ground her pussy into Michael’s stomach. Michael let go of Molly’s ass and she slid seductively down his body. When her feet touched the ground they were inches apart, and looked into each other’s eyes. Michael moved in for a kiss, and Molly closed her eyes. Michael kissed her on the forehead and ran towards the creek. Molly chased after him. Michael stopped at the water’s edge and held out an arm. Molly grabbed it and put it over her shoulder. Michael spun her in so she was pressed against him, but they were both facing the water. Michael put hands in her front pockets, and pulled her by her waist. He took out his right hand and held it just above her pantline. He slowly wiggled his fingers into her pants from the front. When he was just an inch in, he paused. Molly sucked her skinny stomach in and bent her head back against his shoulder to give his fingers better access. He kissed her on the lips as he pushed his hand through her jeans and under her tight spandex panties. He removed his left hand
from her pocket and used it to undo the button on her jeans. He slid the zipper down and started to run her with his right hand. He rubbed the top half of her pussy, spreading the lips with his outer two fingers and using his thumb to rub her clit through the clitoral hood. He used his remaining to fingers to massage her slit, and push in slightly. He kissed Molly on the lips again and they engaged in a tongue war. Molly’s beautiful blue eyes rolled back in pleasure, as she grabbed at her breasts through her shirt and pressed and kneaded hard. She bit down on Michael’s lip, but not hard. Michael speeded up his efforts before using his thumb to lift her clitoral hood and touch her bare clitoris. Molly moaned and squeezed her breasts with such force that Michael was worried they would fall off. Molly’s legs tightened together, locking Michael’s hand inside. Her pussy tightened like a vice grip, but Michael kept rubbing faster. “Ahhhh! AHHHHHHH!! Ohhh OHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Molly moaned until she was panting and out of breath.
“Okay,” Molly whispered, and Michael stopped moving. After a few minutes, Molly was able to relax enough to let Michael remove his hand. As he did this, he brought all his fingers over her clit, and Molly groaned in pleasure. “Uhhhhhhhhh..mmm”
“Thank you, that was amazing,” Molly panted.
“Anything to make you feel good.”
Michael said softly into her ear. He rezipped her zipper and buttoned her pants, but Molly put her hand over his and unzipped her pants again.
“What do you have in mind now?” Michael asked.
“I wanna repay you,” she said in a seductive moan, “and I like my pants undone.” With that, she reached for his shorts and pulled them straight down. Michael’s erection was obvious pushing against his boxers. She reached through the barn door in the front and pulled out Michael’s dick through it. She was impressed by it’s 7 inches, since she’d only occasionally seen her brother’s penis, which was well under 6 inches. Molly’s family was fairly open about sexuality, so Molly knew exactly how to please Michael. She inserted the tip of his dick into her mouth. She sucked in her cheeks and made rhythmic pumping motions. She took more and more each time, trying to surpress her gag reflex. Michael ran his hands through her long, blonde hair as she pleasured him. Michael relaxed his ass and leg muscles so he would last longer, but he knew he would cum anyway. Molly pushed herself against Michael’s penis until the tip hit the back of her throat. She swallowed, which made her throat contract around his dick, making him moan and shake.
“MOLLY–I’M–CUMMING!!” and Molly sucked harder, deeper, and faster. When Michael started to squirt, she slowed down and stayed still as Michael’s cum shot down her throat. Not a drop ever saw the outside of her mouth.
Molly slowly slid her lips tightly off his dick, and then crawled up his body and kissed him on the lips.
“You wanna taste?” She said sexily.
“I wanna taste YOU,” Michael flirted back.
“Ooooh!” Molly approved. She slid herself down his body, and lied on the smooth rocks near the water. She was fully clothed, but her pants were unbuttoned and Michael thought seeing her lying there with her legs slightly parted looking up at him lovingly was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
“You look so beautiful right now,” Michael said. He crawled over her horizontal body and settled on top of her. He started unbuttoning her shirt.
“Oh, I can tell you’re gonna make me beg!” Molly pouted. That sent Michael over the edge. Molly’s pouting face was so sexy that Michael became a slave to her sexual desires. He forced her chest up and yanked her shirt over her head. He nearly broke her bra clasps as he yanked off the offending garnet. They were both breathing harder and extremely aroused. When Michael succeeded in removing Molly’s bra and saw for the first time what was underneath, he suddenly switched from horny and rough to horny and gentle. He lightly reached out and touched the soft fleshy B-cup mounds.
“They’re perfect!”
“Aww, I’m glad you think so. Cuz they’re all yours!”
“Ooh, sexy!” Michael grinned. Molly moaned as he gave each nipple a gentle pinch. Then he lowered his mouth over her left breast and soaked her boob with saliva. He flicked his tongue across her nipple and Molly moaned into his ear. He sucked on her nipple and massaged her other breast with his hand. Molly took advantage of having Michael on top of her and she slid her hands under his waistband and grabbed his bare ass. She could feel his boner through her pants as well as his. She pushed Michael down her body, towards her warm, wet pussy. Michael kissed all down her body, then suddenly turned sharply and went past her pussy. Molly knew she was being teased, and wanted to play along.
“Oh please just suck and lick me!”
And with it she grabbed his head and pulled him into her pussy.
“I like your panties, sexy.” Michael said.
“Perfect, if you’d just take them off then you can have them!”
“What’s the rush?” Michael teased. He started to kiss the wet spot on her pussy, making her moan and undulate her hips. Molly was so horny that she was sneaking an arm down her stomach, and now slid it under her panties to massage her clit.
“UhhhhhHHHHH!!” She moaned. Michael pulled her hand away and lifted both of her legs straight up into the air. Molly’s legs were straight up and held together. Molly’s horny fingers were back under her panties. Michael pinched the cotton at the wet spot and pulled them up her legs. He took them off her legs and let her legs fall back down. Then he got between them again and Molly parted her legs as much as she could to allow him access. Michael brought his face a tongue’s length away from Molly’s hot, wet cunt, but stopped to reach back and unzip his pants. He pulled his dick through and then looked up at Molly. “It’s getting uncomfortable in there,” he explained.
“IF YOU DON’T EAT MY FUCKING PUSSY RIGHT NOW THEN I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL… Ooooooooohhhh!!!” Molly was interrupted as Michael latched his mouth over her clit and started rubbing it with his tongue.
“Oh god that feel so gooood!!” Molly barely made out. Michael started licking around her slit, just to get her hornier. He stuck his tongue into her hole and wiggled the tip around. He let her moan a bit, then started to trace the alphabet into her pussy. He started with M, and wrote out “molly, i love you.” into her pussy. Molly was biting her bottom lip and fondling her breasts. Her chest was rising and falling like a seizure patient. Michael inserted his right middle into Molly’s mouth and the horny girl sucked on it like her life depended on it. Michael pulled it out and stuffed his saliva lubricated finger deep into Molly’s pussy. The rest of Michael’s fist hit the bottom of Molly’s body and Michael started wiggling his middle finger around inside her, while still licking her all over her clitoral hood and in the folds of her vagina. Michael wiggled his middle finger in a “come here motion rubbing against the top of her vaginal walls. He hit a patch of skin that felt different and he rubbed it in curiosity. It felt a little rougher, but not extremely different from the rest of her pussy. But he kept rubbing in there because he was so aroused by Molly’s reaction. She had rolled her head back, bit her lip, and made a long, high-pitched whine. It was the sexiest sound imaginable. Michael kept sucking and licking around her clit while fingering her g-spot with his middle finger. Molly was moaning and shuddering. Her moans grew louder and she started breathing hard and heavily again. She climaxed with a violent shudder.
Minutes later, Molly calmed down enough to sit up. Michael wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly, like a precious possession. “Molly,” he began, “I love you.” he held the naked girl tightly and kissed her on her neck.
“Aww!” a huge grin came over her face, “I love you too.” They stayed in that embrace for about 5 minutes, then Molly wiggled her hips a little bit to make Michael let go. He did and Molly got up and picked up all of her clothes.
“I’m a little tired,” Molly yawned, followed by the sexiest nude stretch imaginable. When Molly reached for the sky, her breasts stretched outward and Molly bent her head back and looked up. Michael fell deeper in love with this beautiful creature. “Will you dress me?” she continued.
“I’d like nothing better.” Michael replied honestly. Molly got down on the ground and lifted both feet straight up in the air. Michael pulled her panties up her legs until they covered her pussy. He gave her a quick rub for good luck, making her squirm and smile. Next, he took her thin cotton booty shorts and dressed her with them. Molly stood up, still topless. Michael grabbed her bra and gave each nipple a kiss before he put it on. He clasped the back and pulled her shirt over her head and kissed her on her lips. She returned it, and they both collapsed to the ground again. Molly lay on top of Michael, and Michael’s hands found their way under Molly’s jeans and onto her bare ass.
Suddenly Molly got off of him and stood up. “C’mon, let’s go!” Molly called.
“Where?”
“To my house!”
“Why?”
“Cuz no one’s home for three hours!” she announced.
“Why are we still here?” Michael joked and they set off. Michael hand around Molly’s shoulders and her hand around his waist.
“When we get home, we need to shower,” Molly began. They both new where that would lead them:
Molly grabbed him by his arm and pulled him into the shower with her. Michael immediately pressed her against the shower wall and started kissing her. Molly turned her head away.
“You think I brought you in here just so you can fuck me?” Molly asked angrily. Michael retreated back a step, “Well, yeah.”
“Well I didn’t,” she started with a smile, “will you help me wash my back?” She handed Michael a bar of soap, and he eagerly took it and began rubbing it between his hands. When he was all soaped up, he rubbed his hands all over her back. He rubbed over her shoulders, and up to her neck, making her moan lightly. “Ohhhh that feels sooo good!” Molly moaned. This is when Michael really looked at how beautiful Molly was. Her hair glistened in the water, and drops of water on her face and chest added to her appeal. Water ran down her beautiful features, between her breasts, in the crack of her ass, and vertically down the middle of her pussy. Michael’s erection stirred. “You look beautiful,” he gazed straight into her eyes. “Thank you, now wash me!” Molly replied. She was horny as hell and wanted Michael to wash her and rub all over her wet body. Michael got behind her, then he went down. He soaped up her lower back and then down to her ass. He got in between her cheeks and tried to catch a feel of her pussy but discovered Molly had her hand cupped over her hidden treasure.
“Eh, eh, eh! Watch yourself.” she teased.
Michael continued down her legs slightly faster, since there was nothing else exciting left. When he had reached her feet, Molly turned around.
“Now, do my front.” she commanded.
“Ohh yes, ma’am,” Michael grinned. He stayed at her feet, and started up. This time when he reached her pussy she parted her legs a bit and let him in. She had no pubic hair because of the razor Michael spotted on the shelf, so Michael soaped her bare skin around her pussy, then went straight in. He pushed two soapy fingers straight up into her tunnel and started fucking her with them. She brought her hand to her clit and started rubbing herself in circles.
“Wow, you’re so dirty down here that I don’t think you’ll ever be clean!” Michael joked.
“Yeah.. I’m such a dirty girl!” Molly moaned.
“Yes you are! And I’m here to clean you up! Just look how much dirt you have right here!” And with that, he flicked her clit, making her lurch. “It’s so tough to get off,” Michael added, with another flick of her clitoris, and another lurch from Molly. Molly’s body started shaking and undulating, and Michael started fingerfucking her faster. She climaxed in a loud, drawn out groan and clenched herself around his fingers. Silently, Michael pulled them out with some force, and continued soaping her up. He soaped her breasts and washed them carefully so that any dirt that had accumulated over the last ten years had been washed away.
“Thank you,” Molly whispered, having just returned from her orgasm.
“My treat,” Michael grazed his hand over her cheeks, and kissed her on the lips. Molly kissed him back, but was first to break it.
“It’s your turn.” she said as she turned around and faced away from him. She bent forward and reached for her toes. Michael just stared at her beautiful ass. It was perfectly shaped, and he could see her pussylips sticking out. He slowly grabbed as much of her ass as he could and squeezed it.
“Oh, just fuck me as hard as you can!” She said. Such powerful words from a girl like Molly, who would rarely ever swear, was unusual. Michael’s dick had been hard since he had started rubbing soap on Molly’s wet body, and he easily slid it into her pussy from behind. He grabbed Molly around her waist and pulled her into him. Moans were uttered by both parties. Molly rocked her hips and pressed her ass against Michael’s stomach. Michael began pumping back and forth into her pussy. Water sprayed onto his stomach as well as Molly’s horizontal back, which made everything look more erotic. The water ran down Michael’s stomach and lubricated his penis, which was getting steadily closer to cumming.
“Uhhhh.” groaned Michael as Molly began to climax and her pussy clenched like a mechanical vice. Michael slowed down as they approached orgasm, and stopped He pulled out, and Molly straigtened up. Michael pucked her up, using both ass cheeks as grips. He pressed her against the wall and fucked her as she straddled him. Soon, he came into her and let Molly go. Then he slid down to the floor as all his muscles weakened. Molly sat down in top of him and gently fondled his cock lovingly.
“That was nice,” Molly said.
“We have to do this again sometime.” Michael agreed. He turned off the water and reached for two towels, but Molly stopped him.
“We’re not gonna need towels,” Molly grinned. She grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him out of the bathroom completely naked and into her bedroom. She stripped back her bed covers and pulled him in with her. She covered them back up and snuggled against him. They rested in a spooning position until they were warm and dry.
“Are you hungry?” Molly asked.
“Yeah, but I need food before I do that!” he teased. Molly put on a thong and another pair of tiny booty shorts. Then she puts on a tank top without a bra and heads downstairs. Michael slips into his jeans and walks downstairs after her.
“Just sit at the table,” Molly offers.
“It’s okay, I like to watch,” Michael replied.
Molly reached up against the counter to open a high cabinet, and while she was reaching, Michael became incredibly horny. He came up from behind her and pressed his hips against hers, effectively holding her against the counter. Molly smiled and ground her hips into his. Michael kissed her neck and slid a hand under her shirt. He brought his hand up and squeezed her right breast. With his other hand, he goes under her panties and fingers her gently. He keeps this up until he gets bored and she’s breathing hard after multiple orgasms. He slides both hands under her panties and pulls them down from the inside. Molly knows what he wants, and she bends herself over the counter. Michael unzip his jeans and pulls his penis through the fly. He aligns it with her presoaked opening and pushed through. He fucks her in the kitchen for a few minutes. They’re both panting, Molly is moaning, “Oh my god, oh my god!! I feel so full!” and Michael’s moans are incomprehensible. Finally, Molly began to climax, “OH MY GOD!! I’M CUMMING! OHHHH MY GOOOOD!!! FUCK ME HARDER MICHAEL I LOVE YOU!!” and her pussy tightened around Michael’s dick, making him cum into her. An exhausted Molly reached up again to get a dish while Michael was still inside of her. Molly and Michael both groaned at the sensation before Michael pulled out and pulled up Molly’s booty shorts. They were both panting and Michael pulled her into a tight hug from behind. He kissed her on her neck and whispered into her ear.
“You know that for the longest time I used to imagine what you looked like under these shorts,” Michael began, “And I would try to peek up the leg when you sat down.”
“Well was it like you imagined?”
“Oh so much better!!”
“Haha, thank you!” She held her body against him and wrapped her arms tight across his waist.
“When did you say your parents get home?” Michael asked.
“We’ve got over an hour.”
Michael turned Molly so that she was facing away from him, and slipped his hand under her spandex shorts. She gave a light moan as he rubbed past her clit. Using his first and third finger, he spread her pussy lips, while he used his middle finger to run all along the slit. Molly pulled down her shorts and underwear to give him more room.
Suddenly, Michael swept her off the ground, and held her like a newborn baby in his arms.
“As soon as I get you up these stairs, I’m gonna eat you out until you’re screaming for me to stop!” Michael teased.
“My I don’t think you’re ever gonna be able to do that,” Molly teased, “Girls can go forever!”
“We’ll find out,” Michael challenged.
With that, Michael gave Molly a long kiss on the lips as he carried her upstairs to her room. Molly smiled up at him. She felt safe and loved in his arms. She was starting to get moist from thinking about what was going to happen next. She brought a hand to her pussy and started to rub her clit through its hood as Michael laid her down gently on the bed.
“Oh this is gonna be fun,” Molly thought aloud.”
TO BE CONTINUED
Hey thanks for reading. My real name is Molly, but I changed Michael’s name. This is mostly a true story, with a few details stretched for the sake of the story. I hope you liked it! Also, this is my first story so please don’t be to harsh, but also please leave some good constructive criticism so I’ll be able to write better stories in the future.
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English isn’t my first language so please don’t judge.
she was wearing just stockings, suspenders and panties in front of me a paying guest and pouring tea like it was the most normal thing in the world.
This story was too long so I’ve broken it into the three days that it took place during. On Day One: After five years apart, I was reunited with Belinda and Marcella at a friends wedding. Belinda had been my high school girlfriend and Marcella was her best friend. Back in 1999 when we were all nineteen or twenty, the three of us all had sex together a number of times. In 2001, we reunited for one night of passion despite the fact that Marcella was engaged. Now it’s five years later and Belinda and I have been broken up for three years. Belinda is in a relationship with someone else at this point, and Marcella is going through a divorce. When Marcella and I are finally alone, things heat up dramatically and we end up having sex in the front yard of my parents house in the middle of the night. On Day Two, we went to the wedding and Belinda got into more fights over the phone with her boyfriend Bruce. After the wedding we went to my fathers house and drank some wine in the hot tub and listened to a crying Belinda worry over Bruce’s fidelity. As the night wore on and the wine flowed, one thing led to another. Marcella and I confessed our true feelings and the three of us went on to have another amazing sexual experience. We talked about Marcella moving to Florida and the possibility of the three of us all living together. Now it’s day three and I’m in for the biggest surprise of all…
Elijah is a male who has a lot of sex stories. From losing his virginity to having a threesome, wouldn’t you like to find out the details of what he went through?
I’m trying something a little softer, talking about my true first time.
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THIS IS A ROUGH DRAFT. IT’S MY FIRST STORY SO I WANT FEEDBACK BEFORE CALLING IT FINAL. NOTICE BECAUSE IT’S A TRUE STORY, I CAN’T CHANGE STORY ITSELF, BUT I CAN ADD MORE DETAIL OR CHANGE WORDINGS WHERE ENOUGH PEOPLE THINK NECESSARY. THANKS FOR YOUR FEEDBACK IN ADVANCE!Just so everyone knows, I plan on writing a few different stories as time allows. (School and work keep me pretty busy 😉 ) This one is going to be the only real one, as it chronicles the events that led to my current relationship with my boyfriend, Bradley. The others will be about other guys I had crushes on before discovering Brad and Mine’s mutual love for each other. I hope you enjoy….
I think it has happened to all of us. No matter how straight you thought your were, a boy or man came in to your life that changed your ideas on what you wanted in a lover. For me, that boy was Bradley. To me, he’s just perfect. The funny thing is is that there is not a single thing that would really make him stand out. He’s average, if not below average, height, still has a slight layer of baby fat (He’s not fat by any means, and I find it adorable), and really has no muscle definition to speak of. But, as stated before, he was the person that changed my orientation forever.
My name’s Brent. I’m a 17 year old male who lives in a well off suburb in New Jersey. Besides the fact I’m 6 foot, I’m similar to Brad. I have a little layer of baby fat, no real muscle definition, and an average covering of hair in the normal places. One other difference I have with him is that he’s the type that is always tan, no matter what the weather, while I, unless I sun bathe for hours on end every day, remain pale. In a word, like Brad, I’m average.
I had had girlfriends on and off since 7th grade, and now at the beginning of sophomore year (I was 16), was in an “unofficial” relationship with a girl. What I mean by “unofficial” is that, we had not declared we were dating, but everyone in the grade kind of understood she was mine.
Meanwhile, Brad and I had actually been pretty good friends since 6th grade. However, during sophomore year, I started to look at him differently. I noticed body features that I hadn’t before. Like the way the corners of his mouth go into kind of a pout when he smiles or laughs, or his rather nice ass. I didn’t quite know what to think of these new found discoveries, so I shrugged them off.
But, as the school year continued, the discoveries had turned into feelings. I couldn’t get him out of my head. When I looked at my girlfriend, I saw him. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I couldn’t be gay. People are born gay, right? They wear flamboyant colors and talk in high voices with lisps. I didn’t do any of these things. So why was I having these feelings for my male friend? I decided to check out some gay porn online. I found this one video of a teen-aged boy sucking another teenagers dick. And I found myself turned on.
After finding that video, and climaxing to it, I started exclusively watching gay porn. I also stared noticing other guys in my school. I would look at pictures on Facebook, and fantasize about doing things with them. However, when I jacked off to these pictures or thoughts, I always felt like I was cheating. Not on my girlfriend, who I had been talking to less and less, but on Brad. That’s when I realized I really cared for him.
I started talking to him more than my girlfriend in the class we all had together, and started checking him out in the locker room (we changed next to each other). Eventually, I broke it off with my girlfriend. I had become obsessed with Brad. Not stalker obsessed, but I wanted him, but also didn’t want to make a move in case he rejected me. (Ignorance is bliss, I guess)
At this point, sophomore year had ended, and it was summer. I was up at my vacation house is Massachusetts, and was bored, so I pulled out my phone and texted Brad:
Me: “Whats up?”
Brad: “Nothing much, how bout you?”
Me: “Same. Bored as hell up here.”
Brad: “It’s too bad your up there, we could be hangin’. :)”
Me: “Yah, I miss you 🙁 How’s Work?” (He’s a lifeguard)
Brad: “Boring as hell. The pool is 3 feet deep and there’s no one here.”
Me: “awww, is Brad lonely?”
Brad: “yes.”
That response kind of caught me off guard. The simplicity of it; it must have a deeper meaning. Can it really mean what I hoped it meant? Did he really miss me so much that he was sad? With new found courage, I responded:
Me: “Man you sound like you miss me like a boyfriend haha” (“haha” in the texting world kind of gives you an escape route if what you just said doesn’t go over well)
Brad: “I do.”
I decided to call him. This was too bizarre. I had to hear his voice to see if he was serious.
Brad: “Hello?”
Me: “Hey Brad, it’s Brent”
“Oh, hey.” (had a hint of sincere sadness)
“You okay?”
“(Muffled tears, then silence………)
“Brad?”
“(In tears) No……… I’m not okay………… I need you Brent. God I need you………….. When are you coming home?”
Needless to say I was taken aback by this sudden emotional tidal wave, but I was also relieved to know he had feelings for me.
Me: “Brad calm down. Calm down. I’m coming back in two days. Are you saying what I think your saying?”
Brad: “(still sniffling) Man, you must think I’m a freak”
“No no no, not at all. I care about you Bradley. I really do.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes”
“Oh god, that is such a relief.”
“So I guess you care about me? Since when?”
“I had always kind of had feelings for you, but when you started talking to me more and more in class, and then dumped Sara, I thought maybe you liked me back. But I’ve been too scared to say anything. I wouldn’t have been able to take rejection.
“Oh baby,” I said while holding back tears, “I was the same way; too scared to say anything. I’m just so glad its out in the open now.”
“So 2 days?”
“2 days”
“I’ll be waiting for you, Brent.”
“I can’t wait Brad.”
Needless to say those were the longest two days of my life. I had instantly accepted the fact I’m gay when Brad broke down in tears on the phone. All I wanted to do was comfort him. I wanted to be there for him, no matter what happened. I wanted to make him feel like the luckiest boy in the world.This was Part 1 of “The Luckiest Boy In The World” I hoped you enjoyed it. Rating and commenting is appreciated. Remember, this is a true story, so if you don’t like something as far as the story line, I can’t change it. Be on the look out for Part 2.
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My Asian Treat Pt.7
Kaykos Exercise Routine
I will admit that we were both pretty tired after the heavy round of sex we had just finished having. Kayko was all sweaty and still breathing hard with the occasional spasm of mini residual orgasms rippling through her. I was rather satisfied myself. I rolled off Kayko and lay down beside her, giving her the opportunity to stretch out her legs.
“Damn, that was good,” I sighed out heavily while trying to catch my breath.
Kayko rolled on her side to face me, “So is it always going to be like this when you get a new account?” The smile on her face said she liked what had just happened.
“Sweetie,” I answered while playing with one of her long pony tails, “I could do that with you every day!”
Kayko smiled before leaning over and giving me a kiss. “I hope so,” she replied while grasping my softened cock in her hand, “Because I really like this.” With that she wiggled my dick back and forth and giggled.
“It’s all yours honey,” I replied before pulling her onto me and kissing her deeply.
To say that I was getting comfortable around Kayko would be an understatement. I was starting to look forward to seeing her as much as possible, and I missed her when I was away. Kayko had a hold on me, and I don’t just mean by my dick! She was steadily occupying a bigger and bigger place in my heart. As we laid there on the floor gathering our senses, I was imagining what it might be like to have Kayko for my own. She had already told me that she was mine to do with as I pleased, but I was starting to wonder just how far that meant. As she rested her head on my chest I could not think of anywhere else I would rather be. And at that moment, I think I fell in love with her. Watching her trace the outline of my skin with her delicate finger revealed that she was really in to me. All I knew, at that moment, was that she was the most arousing and incredible woman I had met.
After almost 20 minutes of resting Kayko lifted her head, “I will go and prepare our bath.”
“Do you need help?” I asked while Kayko stood up, propping myself up on my elbows.
“No. Stay here, I will be back for you.” She gave me one more kiss before turning and walking out of the room.
I had to ask. It was the polite thing to do. Besides, I still was not completely used to her doing everything for me. Granted, it is nice to have things done for you, but I was not getting into this to have my own slave. I considered Kayko as an equal. A 5 foot 2 inch, 105 pound, absolutely gorgeous equal! I also saw her as a woman that I truly enjoyed spending time with out of the sack. It was only a matter of time before I was going to say something; I just wanted the timing to be right.
I was looking forward to bath time today as I lay back down on the mat. It was going to feel good after being all sweaty. Kayko had a way of turning a normal everyday task into something very erotic and sexy, and being bathed by such a beautiful and caring woman was a genuine treat.
Kayko returned a few minutes later still naked. “Our bath is ready,” she said as she gestured for me come with her.
Following Kayko down the hall was always a treat in and of itself. I enjoy watching her tight little ass “wink” back and forth at me while we walked. With her long pony tails licking at the top of her butt, I just had to reach out and grab a handful of ass. Kayko let out a little squeal of surprise as I squeezed the firm flesh under my hand.
“Nice,” I commented while keeping in stride with her.
Kayko responded by reaching behind her back and catching my dick in mid swing. “Yea, but this is better,” she giggled while looking over her shoulder at me with a shit eating grin.
I let her lead me down the hall and into the bathing room by my dick, thoroughly enjoying her soft hand wrapped around my shaft. At times Kayko reminds me of a kid in a candy store. She certainly enjoys my body and the things I am able to do to her. And believe me; I definitely enjoy her body and her extremely talented pussy. Making her feel good to the same degree that she pleases me had become an unsaid guideline for me. Granted, I am no super human lover or anything like that, but I do take a certain satisfaction in making a woman’s toes curl up. And Kayko is by far the most responsive than any woman that I have had the pleasure of. My time with Kayko could only be described as one thing, bliss.
After Kayko had washed us both and we were in the hot pool in our usual position, Kayko sitting balls deep on my dick and milking me slowly, I felt compelled to ask her a few questions.
“Sweetie,” I asked while running my hands up and down her torso, “what do you want to do?”
Kayko smiled and squeezed my dick firmly with her pussy, “I want to make love to you all the time,” she said before leaning forward and giving me a kiss.
“No, I mean what do you want to do with your life, your degree, what do you want to do in the future?”
Kayko paused for a moment, though she never once slowed at milking me, before she answered, “I would like to have a career of some kind, and I want to be a mother.” But then she leaned forward and looked me directly in the eyes, “But I would gladly forgo all of that for you.”
Grasping both of her breasts in my hands I then posed the question, “So you would want to come to America and be with me?”
The smile that came across her face was warm and accepting. “Yes I would.” she replied.
“What about your family? You would not be able to see them for long periods of time.” I could tell my question had some weight to it because she did not answer immediately.
Kayko leaned forward and rested herself against my chest, hugging me tightly while grinding her pussy down hard onto my dick. “They will be fine,” she replied while spooning her neck against mine, “And so would I.”
I hugged Kayko against me in the hot water, savoring the feeling of her smooth skin against every part of me she touched. And her tight little pussy was really doing a job with my dick. I’ll bet she felt like she had a piece of titanium steel stuck inside her.
Changing the subject I said to her, “Sweetie that feels so good.”
Kayko sat up and smiled really big at me while changing the tempo of the sucking action of her pussy. “I learned this just for you,” she said while adding a little hip roll to her actions.
“Well it certainly is fabulous,” I replied while giving her tits a firm squeeze.
“Thank you. But I need to go and do my exercises for today,” and she started to dismount from my engorged member.
“Can I come and watch?” I asked while she waded to the side of the pool and stepped out.
“Yes.”
After we dried and Kayko dressed us we headed out toward Kaykos place at the back of the property. I held Kaykos hand as we walked in the shade of the cherry trees and past the beautiful flower beds.
“So you take care of all of this?” I queried while gesturing to the splendor around us.
“Hy,” she replied as we approached her house. “That is my morning task. In the afternoon I exercise.”
“By all means,” I replied as I sat down on the edge of her back porch, “don’t let me interfere.”
Kayko excused herself and stepped back inside her house. As I sat I looked around the yard. It was just as immaculate as the rest of the grounds even though it had several different exercise locations spread around. A few moments later Kayko reemerged from the house. She was still tying her hair back into one great big pony tail as she stepped off the porch and into a clear open spot in the yard. She was also wearing a loose fitting mid-thigh length robe that was tied in the front with a black belt. Once she was in place she paused and bowed her head. I sat quietly as she began a slow and rhythmic series of moves. First to the right, then to the left, she stretched her arms and legs in a simulated fighting posture.
(I will tell you guys now that she was practicing the Japanese art of Budo. An exercise that not only works on the physical aspect of oneself, but also attention to the mind and how one should develop oneself)
For 15 minutes I watched Kayko move gracefully back and forth, flowing from one position to another. It was almost hypnotic. Every move was precise, and each position was held for a few seconds before moving on to the next. I could see why her legs and arms were so toned now that I watched her. I also enjoyed the way her robe would open and close, giving me numerous looks at her naked pussy underneath. Many of the moves looked to be a little painful; especially when she lowered herself all the way to the ground in a split. Her flexibility truly amazed me. By the time she was done she had a few drops of perspiration on her forehead. As she walked over to me she removed her robe, revealing my beautiful Asian doll in all her naked glory.
She didn’t say a word as she hung the robe on a wooden peg above my head before turning and walking over to the little platform to the left with the 5 strangely shaped dumbbells on it. She took the smallest one and set it away from the others. After positioning her feet on either side, she slowly scooted her feet farther and farther apart until she was standing like a sumo wrestler. She paused for just a few seconds before squatting down onto the wooden peg that stuck straight up from the top, taking all 5 inches inside until her spread pussy lips rested on the narrow center at the top. As soon as she was all the way down she stood up, picking up the wooden dumbbell using just her internal muscles. I just sat there like an idiot with my mouth hanging open as she did this. When she was standing fully upright with her legs together I was able to see the advantage of the hourglass design. It allowed for the weight to be carried without the interference of her legs, meaning that she had to carry its full weight with just her pussy!
Kayko looked at me and smiled, a little giggle escaping her lips. I think my mouth was still hanging open. She then walked over to the long, low, skinny table in the center of the yard. The small dumbbell twisted back and forth with each step but did not slide out an inch. Standing at the foot of the table Kayko spread her feet apart and started to straddle the table. She took one step forward before lowering herself down until the small dumbbell rested on the table top. She stood up, leaving the dumbbell behind, until her legs were straight. She then squatted back down and picked the dumbbell up with her pussy again. She took one step forward and repeated the process. Down, leave the dumbbell, stand up, squat down, and pick up again. She repeated this same pattern until she had worked her way all the way down the table. My guess is the table is about 10 feet long, so it took her about 14 repetitions to make it to the other end. With the last rep finished she walked back over to the small platform and squatted down, leaving the small dumbbell on the ground. She then got the next larger one in size and repeated the whole process again. By the time she had worked her way up to the biggest one she had been at this, nonstop, for almost 45 minutes. I was very impressed.
The largest dumbbell seemed to really give her a workout. When she stood up for the first time I could see her pussy being pulled downward toward the ground by its weight. She also did not walk as fast over to the long table. As she straddled the table her movements were considerably slower and more deliberate, but she never once dropped it. Slowly and steadily she worked her way down the table in a steady series of moves. When Kayko finished the last rep with the largest dumbbell and started to walk back over to the platform where she had started I called her over.
“Can I see that?” I asked while pointing the dumbbell between her legs.
“Yes,” she replied while spreading her feet apart.
I reached down between her legs and placed my hands underneath it. I was not expecting it to be so heavy! When Kayko let go with her muscles and the dumbbell dropped into my waiting hands I was shocked. It must have weighed 15 pounds!
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed as I struggled to get a hold of it without dropping it, “How much does this weigh!”
“I don’t know what it weighs in pounds,” she replied while taking it from my hands, “but it does weigh 8 kilos.”
I quickly did the math in my head. At 2.2 pounds per kilo that means it weighed 17 pounds!
“No wonder you can grip me so well!” I exclaimed as she walked over to the platform and set the weight down.
Kayko smiled at me as she walked back over to the long table. “I have lifted more,” she commented while reaching into the box on the far side of the table. “I use this for maximum strength training,” she said while producing a 5 inch long phallus that was rounded on the top and had a hook on the bottom.
Kayko inserted the lone wooden peg until about half an inch still stuck out of her with the hook turned sideways. With it positioned she reached down toward the box and produced a short rope that was about a foot long but connected to the sides of the box. Kayko squatted down until the rope could be hooked into the hook. With the rope hooked in place she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, holding her hands together in front of her like she was praying. When she opened her eyes she took a deep breath and began to straighten her legs. I could see the muscles in her thighs tighten and her face took on a determined strain as she slowly started to rise. The box steadily come up from the ground as her legs straightened out, giving me a look at its contents. It was full of rocks! Kayko pressed her lips together tightly and her eyebrows furrowed as she strained to lift the weight, the muscles in her legs tightening up like steel bands. After several seconds she straightened her legs out completely and stood there with the box dangling between her legs. This was, by far, the most impressive display I had ever seen! Kayko placed her hands on her hips and stood motionless, not allowing the phallus to pull out even a millimeter. Beads of sweat popped up on her forehead as she remained under the constant strain. And what truly got to me was that she was doing this, voluntarily, for me! For almost 5 minutes she stood completely still before slowly starting her decent to the ground. When the box rested firmly on the ground and the rope went just a little bit slack, she paused for a minute, taking several deep breaths. Again she stood up slowly, her legs shaking slightly under the strain, until she was standing with her legs completely straight. The box swung slightly between her legs as she again stood motionless. She repeated this 10 times before lowering box back to the ground. When the box was again resting on the ground she unhooked the rope and dropped it inside. As she stood up, stepping away from the box she pulled the wooden phallus from inside her and dropped it into the box behind her.
“That is how I practice maximum strength training,” she commented while stepping over toward me.
I was flabbergasted. As she took her robe from the wooden peg and began to dry her forehead I stepped over to the wooden box. It must have had 10 or 20 stones in it of various sizes. I bent down and grasp the sides of the box.
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed as I lifted the box several inches off the ground before setting it back down. “This must weigh 30 pounds!”
“I’m not sure,” she replied as she walked over to me, “It weighs around 15 kilos.”
I looked over at her with almost disbelief. If I had not seen it with my own eyes I would not have believed it. Kayko was smiling up at me as my gaze went from her face to her crotch and then to the box several times. I didn’t know what to say, she had really amazed me.
I bent down and gave her a kiss while cupping her pussy in my right hand. “Thank you sweetie.”
Kayko smiled back at me as I pulled my face away and removed my hand. In an instant I felt her delicate fingers caress the rock hard boner I was sporting through my slacks.
“I’m glad you approve,” she mused while giving my cock a bit of a squeeze with her hand. “If I may finish my exercises I’ll come back and take care of this.” She smiled and gave my cock another squeeze.
“I can hardly wait” I replied while motioning with my hand for her to go to her next exercise.
I resumed my seated position on the edge of her porch and watched silently as Kayko went to the tall A frame horse to the right. I kept thinking how fortunate I was to have such a wonderful woman doing such incredible things just to please me. As she sat on the wooden floor under the A frame, strapping her ankles onto the ends of the spreader pole, I noticed the stone phallus was sitting on the deck next to me where she had left it from the day before. With her ankles firmly strapped in Kayko began pulling on the rope. With each pull her legs raised up from the floor. She would scoot her ass back a little and pull again, raising her legs higher. It took her several pulls until she was hanging upside down by her ankles with her head only an inch or so off the ground. Satisfied by the height she brought the rope over to the cleat where she quickly tied it off. Now fully suspended, she looked to her left to find the stone phallus.
“Loose something?” I mused while walking across the yard with the stone phallus in my hand.
Kaykos head spun around quickly to see me approaching with the object. “Hy.” she responded with an upside down nod of her head. She reached up with her hand to get the stone but I casually put it behind my back, clasping my hands together.
“Let’s see what we have here,” I said as I stepped up to my upside down beauty.
Even though she was hanging upside down, her pussy was still at the same height off the ground as if she were standing. I bent over at the waist and lowered my head between her wide stretched legs. The insides of her thighs and her partially dilated pussy lips were bathed in the bright afternoon sunlight.
“Hmm,” I said as I looked down at her, “Looks like pussy to me.”
Before Kayko could say a word I lowered my mouth and began licking and sucking on her tender gash. At first contact she gasped, grabbing on to my lower legs to steady herself. It was a great position for me because her legs were out of the way and she was spread wide open. It kind of reminded me of sitting at the dinner table with my meal spread out in front of me. Kayko began moaning as I licked and sucked away at her delicious pussy. When I brought my right hand around and stuffed two fingers down into her, she let out a loud gasp and clenched my lower legs so tightly that she almost knocked me over. Her pussy was absolutely sopping wet and my fingers squished and slurped as I wiggled them in and out and all around inside her. I dug them in deep too, her pussy or legs unable to slow the insistent probing. Kayko began blurting things out in Japanese, English, and some hybrid language that I don’t think really exists. Her legs began shaking and her body began to spasm back and forth as my fingers and tongue continued their assault on her defenseless gash. As I pulled my mouth away to look down at her face she came in a large fountain of semi clear cum, grunting loudly as her body spasmed. The squirt reached as high as her knees before cascading down all over her wide spread crotch. I quickly began licking up as much of it as I could, sticking my tongue inside to get any residual pool that might still be left. Kayko was breathing very hard, and her grip began to wane on my legs. I pulled my fingers from inside her and looked down at her face. She was bright red! All the blood was rushing to her head from being upside down. I stepped around behind her and bent over between her legs, reaching down to grasp her hands. With a firm hold I pulled her up. Kayko bent at her hips until she was able to grab the spreader bar with both hands, this left her in the position of having her hands and feet at the same height with her legs spread wide apart.
“Wow,” she exclaimed while trying to catch her breath, “that was incredible.”
“You like that?” I asked while pulling on the rope to raise her up a little.
“Oh yes!” she exclaimed with a big smile on her face.
I knelt down and looped the excess rope around the cleat before standing back up. With the added height her pussy was now at the same height as my dick, which I slowly extracted from the confines of my slacks. Kayko looked down at my throbbing rock hard member as I stepped forward, aiming it into her dripping pussy. I pushed just the head in and stopped, looking up at her face. Kayko looked up at me with a wonton lustful look in her eyes.
“Please Mike, don’t make me wait,” she pleaded while licking her lips.
I eased another inch inside her and stopped again. I could feel her trying to pull me inside her with her muscles but I don’t think she had a good enough grip. Her tight little box squeezed and sucked at the head of my dick as I just stood motionless.
“Please Mike!” She was almost begging.
With one firm thrust I was balls deep inside her, our pelvic bones colliding with the force of my thrust. Kaykos mouth formed a perfect O as the head of my dick planted firmly into her cervix. I don’t think I had ever been so deep inside her before as right now. As soon as my dick stopped its forward progress Kaykos pussy clamped down hard, locking my dick in place.
“Oh….my….” was all she was able to utter as she hung, impaled on my dick. Her body twitched back and forth as she relished having me so deeply inside her.
“My goodness,” I remarked as I grasp her hips, “My sweetie is deep!”
Unable to move at all, she was mine for the taking. And believe me, I took her! Kayko let go of her grip on my dick and I took the queue. I pulled back and began to screw her with long deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out before sliding all the way back in until I could feel my cock head trying to enter her cervix. Kayko gasped each time I “bottomed” out in her. I reamed out her sweet little hole for a long time, thoroughly enjoying each second. Kayko must have cum 20 times because her sweet juice dripped steadily from the bottom of my nut sack into an ever growing wet spot on the wooden planks beneath my feet. Pussy heaven had left the doors wide open, I thought to myself as I began picking up speed, determined to make a large deposit. Kayko hung on for dear life as I pummeled away into her, building ever closer and closer to a major orgasm. When my dick started to swell and my movements became more erratic Kayko began to moan very loudly. With 3 more hard thrusts I rammed into her as far as I could, doing my best to put a dent in the top of her head from the inside. The head of my cock was planted firmly at the entrance of Kaykos cervix, ready to pump my seed directly into her womb. In a flash my dick erupted, blasting stream after stream of boiling hot cum deep into her. With the first shot Kaykos eyes opened up wide, her pussy clamping down hard on my dick, locking me in place. We both spasmed together in blissful release.
“Oh my!” she gasped as my seed flooded into her, “that’s so hot inside me!”
I couldn’t say anything. I just clung onto her hips as my dick steadily pumped the contents of my balls into her, blasting through the tight opening of her cervix straight into her uterus.
“MORE!” she screamed at the top of her lungs, “MORE!!”
My body began to quake and spasm as every last drop of sperm I had was injected directly into her baby maker. I moved my hands up her back from her hips and pulled her toward me. In the blink of an eye Kayko let go of the spreader bar and threw her arms around my neck. Our embrace was so tight I think we were restricting the amount of air we were getting. Instantly we were kissing passionately, our tongues doing the tango inside each other’s mouths. Kayko began massaging my dick with her pussy as the throbbing and pumping began to slowly fade away. For the next several minutes we kissed like we were trying to eat each other’s faces. Hands ran through each other’s hair, tongues danced and played, and the fire in our loins slowly began to dwindle. Finally we parted for air.
“My god,” I exclaimed in between deep breaths, “that was good!”
Kayko nodded in agreement with a huge smile on her face.
“I mean that was very good!” I reiterated while kissing her again.
“Oh yes!” she replied while giving my dick a nice hard squeeze. “You can do that to me any time you like!”
“I think I will,” I replied while kissing her all over her face and neck. “It sure makes me feel good to make you cum like that.” I retorted while sucking on her earlobe.
“And why is that?” she asked while pulling her face away to look me straight in the eyes, “I enjoy you regardless of what you do.” Kayko again squeezed my dick firmly with her pussy.
I paused for a moment, feeling the butterflies swell up in my stomach. “Because,” I said as I looked deeply into her dark brown eyes, “I love you.”
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This story was too long so I’ve broken it into the three days that it took place during. On Day One: After five years apart, I was reunited with Belinda and Marcella at a friends wedding. Belinda had been my high school girlfriend and Marcella was her best friend. Back in 1999 when we were all nineteen or twenty, the three of us all had sex together a number of times. In 2001, we reunited for one night of passion despite the fact that Marcella was engaged. Now it’s five years later and Belinda and I have been broken up for three years. Belinda is in a relationship with someone else at this point, and Marcella is going through a divorce. When Marcella and I are finally alone, things heat up dramatically and we end up having sex in the front yard of my parents house in the middle of the night. On Day Two, we went to the wedding and Belinda got into more fights over the phone with her boyfriend Bruce. After the wedding we went to my fathers house and drank some wine in the hot tub and listened to a crying Belinda worry over Bruce’s fidelity. As the night wore on and the wine flowed, one thing led to another. Marcella and I confessed our true feelings and the three of us went on to have another amazing sexual experience. We talked about Marcella moving to Florida and the possibility of the three of us all living together. Now it’s day three and I’m in for the biggest surprise of all…
My Asian Treat Pt.10
Justice
There are few times in a man’s life when everything just quits working. One, for instance, is when your feet slip off the pedals of your bike and you come down hard on that bar in the middle. For most guys that will stop you dead in your tracks. I had the same sort of experience when I saw Hirito standing in front of me. The initial rush of emotions ranged from anger and loss, to extreme outrage and disbelief. Why had Hirito not told me he was the owner of the company? Why the facade? Why didn’t Kayko tell me? Was she a “guarantor” for the contract? What other surprises were in store for me? My mind kept racing as I stood there with my mouth hanging open not sure of how I would respond. And as for his limp ass excuse of pressing business, ‘What a load of shit,’ I thought as I looked past Hirito to see a bow legged Ruu approaching with Hirito’s bag. He must have got carried away fucking her this morning because she looked to be in real discomfort.
“So, how has the game progressed?” Hirito asked while looking at me with a somewhat defensive look.
Luckily for me Ito began briefing him on the mornings score and events. As he spoke to Hirito I turned around to face Kayko. She had a genuine look of worry and concern on her face as I took the few necessary steps to close the distance between us. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my knees wobble a little as I stepped straight up to her.
“So…” I started, still not sure of how I felt about all of this. “Let me take a wild guess that you are the CEO of the company.”
I could visibly see Kayko tense up from the tone of my voice. I am pretty sure she could tell that I was somewhat pissed. Wait, let me change that, I was VERY PISSED! This whole soap opera had the markings of playing me for a chump. I don’t know about the rest of you, but it had the flavor of making me out to be a naive idiot and I didn’t like that too much.
Kayko looked up at me, then over at Hirito, then back to me again before she answered. “Yes. I am the CEO, but Hirito runs the company. It was set up that way by our father.” she replied in a quiet voice with a nod of her head instead of a bow.
“I see.” That was all I could think of to say at that moment. If I had woken up in the morning with a cheese grater stuck up my ass I would not have been more surprised than I was right now. It was all I could do to keep my composure and just not go off on everyone right there and then. It was also at that moment that I realized that I truly felt alone. Not the kind of alone you feel when you are in your room at night and wish you could be doing something, but the kind of alone that you feel when you realize that you have no-one to call, no-where to go, and no-one to talk to that was not affiliated with this whole fucked up situation that you found yourself in the middle of. An isolated kind of alone that leaves your heart out there to be smashed to pieces without mercy and your soul open for devastation. It was during this brief moment of self-evaluation that I noticed Kayko. The look on her face changed to one of fear and regret as I pondered my situation. She could tell that she had made a horrific mistake, but was now at the mercy of the tide. She was going to have to deal with whatever repercussions came of this web she helped to weave, and live with the outcome.
I will say that I was at a huge disadvantage. (Like you guys couldn’t guess it) Here I was, in a foreign country, at a country club in a very public space, and I just had my nuts handed to me on a platter along with a good helping of sucker. At least, that’s how I felt at that moment. What would you do?! It felt like some had just reached into my chest and ripped my heart out! I could not think of a response so I said nothing. I reached into my bag and pulled out my driver without saying a word. As I turned and started to step away I heard a very meek and timid voice from Kayko say one word, “Mike?”
Ito and Hirito were chuckling about the morning’s events when I stepped up to them. I didn’t give a shit anymore and I was going to make them pay for it.
“So who is up first?” Hirito asked with a grin on his face as if he had no idea.
“Have at it,” I replied while leaning against my club.
There is one really fortunate thing about this whole mess. Hirito can’t play golf worth a shit. His tee shot was a worm burner that made it only 100 yards or so down the fairway. Pounding the head of his club against the ground I am sure he was cussing in Japanese. Ito, on the other hand was admonishing him on the well played shot, stating that his second shot would be a perfect approach. I just grinned because I was going to take out my own style of justice.
Ito teed off and sliced into the woods. I knew he had done it on purpose because he had not shanked one all day. Hirito just laughed and pointed, sighting that he would definitely loose the hole over that one. I just smiled thinking, ‘You don’t know how right you are, buddy.’
Then it was my turn. I think I warped my golf ball I hit it so hard, my unleashed anger sent it flying down the fairway like it was shot out of a gun. With the bounce and roll I had an easy chip to the green for an approach. When I turned around I was met with dead silence. Both Hirito and Ito stood there with their mouths hanging open. “Game on boys,” I said with a smirk on my face, fully satisfied with my shot. I gave my club a little twirl as I walked over to my bag to get my wedge. Kayko was standing there with two small trickles of tears running down her cheeks and a look like someone had just shot her dog. “Dry your face and come on,” I said as I turned and started after the duo preceding me.
I played quietly throughout the back nine, speaking only when spoken to. Kayko would display a hopeful look on her face every time I returned to my bag to get another club, but to my discredit I would leave her standing there in silence. I did not want to make a scene out on the open fairways especially while I had all of my emotions swirling around inside me. Even when I got a hole in one on number 12 I said nothing. I just quietly retrieved my ball and stuck it in my pocket.
The back nine, on that hellatious morning, turned out to be the best half round of golf I have ever played. It was a slaughter. I know it was wrong, by culture, to show up the boss like that. But it felt really good to pound them in the fashion that I dished out. Kayko said nothing after the first hole, but just followed quietly with my clubs keeping her gaze toward the ground. I finished the nine holes 10 under par, beating Ito by 12 strokes and Hirito by 20 or more, making me the clear victor of the whole round. Ito bowed to Hirito as we got to the parking lot and spoke Japanese to him. After Hirito replied he turned and faced me with a look of disgust on his face. I could tell he was not happy. He gave a quick bow and said “Good game” before turning abruptly and heading off to his car.
When he was out of ear shot Hirito looked at me and said, “What the fuck was that all about Mike? You were very disrespectful.”
I am glad that I did not punch him dead in the face. It might have made me feel better, but it would not have resolved the situation. “Oh really?!” I replied as I prepared to unload on him. “What about the disrespect you showed me by not telling me you are the owner of the company? And what about Kayko? Don’t you think I should have been told that she was the CEO?”
Hirito looked a little dumbfounded. I don’t think he was expecting me to speak up like I did and I apparently caught him off guard. He was about to say something when he stopped and raised his eyebrow. I could tell his mind was running at a million miles an hour. He barked out something to Ruu in Japanese who immediately scurried towards his car with his golf bag in tow. He finally spoke after Ruu was gone.
“We will talk when you get home.” He said before turning his head to his sister. “Kayko!” he barked before shouting at her in Japanese. I don’t know what it was that he said but it sure turned on the waterworks. Tears poured from her eyes as Hirito turned and stomped off toward his car.
Now came the hard part. What was I going to do? Even with the nine holes to think about the situation I still was unsure of what to say or do. And when I turned and saw my lovely Kayko standing there in the nice outfit I had purchased for her, and the ring on her finger, I found myself in a terrible position. She only glanced up at me as I turned around before returning her gaze to the ground while sniffling and wiping tears from her cheeks. I hated the situation I was in. It is things like this that can piss you off so badly that you can wind up doing things you will regret for the rest of your life. I still felt hollow inside, but the sight of her started to fill the void in my heart and ease my anger.
“Let’s go.” I said as I walk toward her. “We are going to have a talk in the car.”
Kayko said nothing, she only bowed to me. With the golf clubs stored in the trunk we piled into the back of the limo. Once inside I hit the little switch that raised the partition between us and the driver. With the back of the car sealed off from the rest of the world I sat across from her with my back to the driver and said, “Ok…explain. Why didn’t you tell me that you are the CEO of the company?”
“I didn’t want that to influence you or your judgment towards me.” She quickly stated while tears flowed down her cheeks again. “I wanted you to love me for who I am, not because I am the CEO of the company.”
That was a good argument on her part. But it was still deception no matter how you slice it.
“Besides,” she continued as she pulled a tissue out of the passenger door pocket, “I don’t do anything for the company anyway. Hirito has to be in control of everything. I was CEO by title only.”
That actually made sense. Hirito did like his position of authority, and he liked giving orders to those around him. Even if Kayko had been the elder of the two, Hirito would still have been in charge because he was a male. (I will say that I think that philosophy sucks) My anger was starting to ease even more as I listened to her explanation. I think it was about this point in time when I started to crack because I caught myself looking at her legs and the short hem of her skirt. Kayko has legs that are simply stunning, and I just love licking my way up and down them. But I still had issues that I wanted answers for and I was not going to be satisfied until Kayko told me what she knew.
“So why didn’t Hirito tell me that he owned the company?” I asked as I shifted my position to get a better look at those fabulous legs aimed my direction.
“I don’t know,” she replied as she uncrossed her legs. I think she had noticed the direction of my gaze. “I think he wanted to test you.”
“Test me?” I was a bit puzzled. This whole ordeal had clouded my rational thinking a bit so I couldn’t see the answer.
“Yes. He wanted to see if you were as good as the reports about you had stated. So you had to ‘earn’ this account on your own merits.” She said while looking me straight in my eyes.
I could tell that she was giving me an honest answer. Her body language and the tone of her voice all indicated truthfulness. Then it hit me.
“What do you mean by saying you ‘were’ CEO by title only?” I felt a little bit shaky when I asked her this.
Kayko looked down at her lap and then quietly stated, “Hirito just fired me.”
I try not to let my anger get the best of me ever. Even when things are really bad I find some kind of positive in the situation and go with it. But I will tell all of you that the first image that came to mind was of me giving Hirito a golf club enema. The degree of rage that just surged through me was lethal. Kayko could tell that this enraged me.
“Don’t be angry,” she pleaded. “I am glad to be done with that anyway.”
The look on her face told me that this was also a true statement. I let out a long sigh and leaned back, looking up at the ceiling of the car. My world was spinning around and around and I felt like I was just on it for the ride, unable to do anything about my surroundings. As I sat there staring blankly up at the cars roof pondering my next move I felt two small hands begin to undo my pants. I looked down to see Kayko kneeling on the floor of the car as she unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out.
“I am so sorry,” she said as she kissed the end of my dick while gently squeezing it with her soft hand. “Please,” she said as she ran her tongue up the underside and swirled it around the head once, “allow me to make it up to you.”
Her eyes were big and beautiful as she licked her lips waiting for my answer. I now felt like an ass. I had been so mean to her on the golf course and now she was getting ready to service me? I think I really do belong in the asshole hall of fame. I looked into her beautiful face and smiled. That is all it took. Instantly Kayko lowered her head and engulfed every last inch of my growing member in her mouth and began giving me a blowjob that made my morning wake up blows seem like amateur hour. The sensations went from zero to beyond comprehension instantly. My goodness, she really was sincere about trying to make up! I think she pulled every last trick she knew out of her hat because I went from semi hard to titanium steel in a micro second. It seemed very much like she was trying to feed from me rather than give me pleasure. Her head bobbed up and down while she sucked and swallowed my cock deep in her throat. Her hot breath mixed wildly with the cool sensation of her tears streaming down her face that dripped onto my stomach. It remains until this very day as the most outstanding, incredible, mind wrenching blowjob she has ever given me. I only wish I could have lasted longer.
Within just a few minutes I arched my back and began cumming. Kayko did not slow down in the least. She swallowed every last drop and kept sucking to keep me hard. I was starting to get delirious from the intensity of my orgasm and did not even notice Kayko moving until I felt her tight pussy clamp down on my dick. In a flash she had released my dick from her mouth, pushed the two golf balls out of her pussy onto the floor, moved up and straddled my waist, and plunged my dick deep inside her. I grabbed her hips and forced her down onto me as hard as I could until I felt my dick bottom out against her cervix. Holy fuck was she ever tight! As she showered my face and neck with kisses she squeezed her pussy really hard, sending me immediately into a continuation of my first orgasm. I grunted and gasped as I pumped my seed hard against her cervix. Kayko let out a slight little whimper with each hot blast, twitching and grinding herself harder onto me. Her expert pussy was gripping and releasing my cock like she was hanging on for dear life. I was rooted deep inside my sweetie, and she was loving it. As my orgasm finally subsided I leaned back gasping for air and reality. Kayko hugged herself to my torso, doing her best to try and crawl inside my skin with me as we rode out the last sensations of mutual satisfaction.
When I could speak again I said, “My god honey, that was incredible!”
“Thank you,” she replied with her head resting against my chest. “Apology accepted?” she asked as she brought her face up close to mine.
“Only if you will accept mine,” I replied as I wrapped my arms around her.
We kissed very tenderly and softly before falling into a tight embrace. We had managed to deal with the unpleasantries of the morning and came through it closer than we were before. We rode the rest of the way home with Kayko sitting on my dick and our arms wrapped around each other. I felt closer to Kayko now than I ever had, and I was not ever going to let her go. We made plans for the immediate future and agreed on a mutual game plan that would meet both of our needs. Kayko was coming home with me, and that was the end of it. Dealing with Hirito, however, was going to be another story.
As the limo pulled into the driveway Kayko dismounted. I could see Hirito waiting for me at the corner of his back porch so I knew the ‘showdown’ was eminent. As we climbed out of the back of the car I told Kayko to go to my quarters and wait for me. I was going to handle Hirito without any outside variables to influence me. This was going to be just between him and me. As Kayko started towards the guest quarters Hirito barked out something to her in Japanese that made her stop in her tracks. She looked at Hirito then quickly at me for some kind of action.
“It’s ok sweetie,” I said as I gestured for her to continue on. “You do what I told you in the car. I’ll handle this.”
Hirito looked at Kayko as she turned and continued towards my quarters before turning to me with an extremely red face. “What is she doing? I told her what she needs to do. Why isn’t she doing it?!” He was clearly agitated.
“Kayko and I have settled our issues,” I said calmly as I walked up to where he was standing. “As for you…” I paused while I organized my words. “Let’s just say we have a few issues that need to be resolved.”
Hirito stood like a statue as I spelled it all out to him. The fact that Kayko and I are happy together took the spotlight, along with the fact that she was going to be leaving with me. Hirito seemed to frown at this a little but I really didn’t give a shit. He would just have to make do without his live in slave. But the next point I made is the one that gave me the most satisfaction. I pointed out to Hirito that his company was now in breach of contract due to the removal of the CEO from her position. A legal clause stipulates no major personnel changes within the 6 month trial period. He was now clearly in default of the contract parameters making the contract void. He might have tried to hit me in the heart, but instead he hit himself in his wallet. This revelation stopped Hirito dead in his tracks and sent him scrambling for his phone. As I turned to walk away from him I said one last thing to him.
“By the way,” I said as I looked over my shoulder. “In college you could not play golf worth a shit, and as a business owner you still can’t play golf worth a shit.”
As Hirito screamed and hollered at me in Japanese I walked back to the quest quarters. At this point I didn’t really care if I burned this bridge or not, I just wanted my Kayko. She was waiting for me in the office with a look like she was expecting kittens.
“How did it go?” she asked as she walked over to me and put a big bear hug around me.
“We’re out of here sweetie.” I said as I leaned down and kissed her. “Hirito is pretty mad and I don’t feel like sticking around to hear him bitch. Go get whatever things you want to take with you and come back here as quickly as you can. I’ll call a hotel and get us a room. And don’t forget your passport.”
Kayko smiled before she took off out the door and ran across the property. This might not have been the best way to handle things, but in my mind it was the right thing to do. I called the Hilton in the downtown area and secured a room for us. As I was putting the last of my things into my bag Kayko came back in. She had a small bag with her stuff in it and her passport was sticking out of her pocket.
“Is that everything you want?” I queried as I looked at the small bag.
“I don’t need anything else,” she said as she strode up to me and stopped with her hands folded behind her back. “I have you and the few things that matter the most.”
With that she spread her feet apart, squatted down a little and reached between her legs. After just a second or so she brought her hands up. She was holding the long smooth stone her grandfather had carved for her. I smiled as I saw the cum covered stone resting in her hands.
“See,” she said with a huge smile on her face, “I have everything I need for the time being.”
I watched as she re-inserted the stone. “I love you honey.”
We took a cab to the Hotel where we spent my remaining two days fucking. It was a fantastic ending of my trip to Japan. I booked Kayko a seat on my flights back to the US. We joined the mile high club 4 different times while flying over the pacific. It was fantastic.
Kayko and I have been married now for 12 years. As it turns out, the day we were on the golf course and she had held my sperm inside her with the golf balls she got pregnant. Our little girl is 12 now, and our son is 10. Life could not have turned out better for us. As for Hirito, he managed to get over our abrupt departure though he has never been here to visit us. He did, however, see to the packing and shipping of Kaykos’ “exercise” equipment which I have set up in a special building in our back yard. She still uses it daily. As for me, I could not be happier. As I am typing this right now my beautiful sweetie is under my desk, with the stone in her pussy, and my dick down her throat. She has helped me to remember most all of the details of this story and has provided the foundation and encouragement I needed to write this. Now you guys might understand why I call her, “My Asian Treat.”
Thanks for reading and all of the nice comments. My next story is of a series of events that happened 7 years ago. Those events have dramatically affected day to day life for me, but it should be interesting for all of you. Thanks for listening.
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My Asian Treat Pt.8
Love
There are a few moments in your life when notable events happened and you can remember exactly where you were and what you were doing. The landing on the moon, for example, I watched live from the floor of a rented house my parents had. The day the space shuttle exploded. 911. All of these are events that point to an exact place and an exact moment in time. Today was another one of those days. I will always remember Tuesday, July 6th, 1996 as the day I first told Kayko that I loved her.
I know she remembers it. I don’t see how she could forget. She was hanging by her ankles and hands with her legs wide apart and every last millimeter of my dick stuffed inside her after having just shot a huge load of cum directly into her uterus. I will freely admit it was not exactly how I had planned it, but the result was just as I guessed it would be.
Upon hearing my admission of love for her, Kaykos eyes immediately began to well up and pour tears down her cheeks. In the instant just before she started hugging the life out of me the biggest smile I have ever seen from her came across her face. She hugged me tightly and began crying her eyes out as I stood there still fully imbedded inside her now rippling and clenching pussy. I felt complete. I don’t know how else to describe the sensations going through me at that moment. Everything was right, everything!
Kayko pulled her face back a little and began brushing her tears away with shaky hands. “I have waited so long to hear that!” she exclaimed with a sniff.
“You have?” I asked while gently cradling her back.
“Yes,” she replied while doing her best to regain her composure. “I have been in love with you from the first time I saw your picture.”
Well knock me over with a brick. Now things were starting to fall into place. The practice exercises so diligently followed, the extra care and attention I was getting at every turn, Kayko was mine! Kayko hugged herself very tightly against me again. I could feel her trembling as her breathing began to slow and become more relaxed. She didn’t want me to go anywhere and I had no intention of leaving. We were one.
After several minutes Kayko released me and leaned back a little. “I have to finish my exercises,” she smiled.
Reaching up she grabbed the spreader pole and hung on, allowing me to extract my pussy cum covered dick from inside her. It felt like I was inside her a mile as I slowly slid out. With one slow and steady motion I pulled free. My dick was still rock hard from her massaging me with her internal muscles, even though I had just cum. Taking hold of her hands I slowly lowered her down until she was again hanging upside down. Her beautiful pussy was gaping wide open having just been vacated by my manhood. With the bright afternoon sun shining down on her open crotch I could easily see deep inside her all the way down to her cervix. I could not see any of my cum inside her. I can only guess that all of it was now inside her uterus. I stepped back and tucked my now deflating dick into my pants. As I stepped around in front of Kayko she looked up at me and smiled.
“I think you need this,” I said, holding the stone phallus out in my hand.
Kayko smiled at me again and said, “Hy.”
I didn’t give her the chance to reach for it. I reached out with my hand and placed the pointed end against her open pussy. It began to slide in easily. With almost an inch inside her I let go. I was surprised as to what happened next. It was almost like a free fall drop the way the stone disappeared into her, sliding in completely out of sight. Kayko let out a little yelp and quickly placed her hands over the pit of her stomach, grimacing slightly from the force the stone applied to the top end of her pussy.
“Oh my God!” I exclaimed as I quickly knelt down next to her. “Are you alright?!”
“Yes,” she said while nodding her head, “It usually does not go in that easily. You just surprised me.”
“I am so sorry sweetie,” I exclaimed while cupping her pussy with my hand, “I never meant to hurt you.”
“I’m ok,” she reiterated while placing her hand on my cheek, “that’s not the first time that has happened.”
“It’s not?”
“No,” she replied while bringing her hands down from her stomach and placing them together to start her practice. “Why do you think I do the horse last?”
That made sense. I walked back over to the porch and sat down while Kayko resumed her exercises. Her eyebrows furrowed and her abdomen tightened up and slowly the stone emerged from inside her. I just watched in amazement as for the next ten minutes she pushed the stone up until almost half of it was visible before letting it slide back down inside. I could not help the feeling of satisfaction I felt as I watched her repeat this over and over, knowing she was doing this for me. After about 20 or 30 repetitions she reached down and untied the rope. Once she had lowered herself to the ground and unstrapped her ankles she stood up and walked over to me. I was mesmerized by her movements. (It was more like my mouth was hanging open again) As she walked her hips swung back and forth very seductively, causing her long black mane of hair to swish across her back. She walked up to where I was seated and stopped and spread her feet apart. I didn’t need any more incentive. I reached out with my hand and cupped her pussy. Moments later I felt the end of the stone press into the palm of my hand. As I withdrew it I still did not see any of the large deposit of cum I had given her just a little while ago. I guess I had planted those seeds deep. Kayko then went to the horse and finished her exercises. Working from the smallest to the largest upright phallus, she did not vary in the slightest from her routine. She spent the same amount of time on each one with the same number of reps. Her diligence was amazing. When she finished she walked over to me and stood with her clenched fists on her hips and her feet apart. For a moment she reminded me of a warrior that had just walked of the battlefield after having slaughtered an army. She was absolutely beautiful, and my dick agreed with me. I could feel myself getting hard again inside my pants.
As I stood up Kayko smiled at me. “So what now?” she had this mischievous grin on her face.
I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard dick out past the zipper. “How about a ride back to my place,” I mused while holding my arms out.
Kayko looked down at my hard dick and then back up at my face with a huge smile on her face. “Why aren’t you the gentleman?” she smirked while stepping up to me.
She lifted her left leg and I hooked it behind her knee at my right elbow. She clasped her hands behind my neck before putting her weight on my right arm and then lifted her left leg. In turn I hooked it behind the knee. Kayko then took one hand and guided the head of my dick straight into her as I pulled her toward me by her waist. It is pure heaven sliding into her. Her warm soft depths enveloped me gently as I slid in until our pelvic bones touched. As soon as all of me was inside her she clamped down on me and started massaging my dick with nice firm squeezes.
“That feels so good,” I sighed as I turned and walked to the post where her short robe hung. “Do you need anything from inside?” I asked while turning toward her back door.
“What are we doing this afternoon?” she asked.
“First of all I need to find a caddy for tomorrow. Do you know of anyone?” I asked while bouncing her up and down on my dick.
“I will be glad to do that for you,” Kayko replied while changing the squeezing action of her pussy to match the short little thrusts she was getting.
“Have you ever caddied before?” I asked while walking in through her back door and into the hallway.
“I have caddied for Hirito several times during some of his business rounds of golf. I can handle it.” Kayko was smiling and looking long fully into my eyes. I knew she wanted to come along and watch me play.
“Ok,” I replied. “Do you have the proper clothes to wear?”
“I have some clothes that might be suitable,” she responded while pointing to her room.
“I have an idea,” I said as I drew her close to me. “Why don’t we ride into town and I will buy you something new?”
The grin on her face and the squeeze of her pussy told me that I said the right thing.
“Ok,” she cheerfully replied while putting on the short white robe. When she had the black sachet tied around her waist she said, “I’m ready.”
“You’re going to go like that?” I asked while still holding her firmly mounted on my dick.
“Yes,” she replied. “I just need to get my cell phone to call the limo back.”
“Ok,” I replied while carrying her into her room.
Kayko was able to reach her cell phone without me having to put her down. As I walked down her steps and into the garden she called the limo. Speaking Japanese I could not understand what she was saying, but the call was short. As I walked through the garden I bounced Kayko against me with each step. The short but sharp fuck strokes felt really good, and Kayko just let me beat my dick into her repeatedly with this sexy satisfied smile on her face and her arms lightly draped over my shoulders.
“You know what?” I said as I walked through the garden carrying her and looking into her eyes, “You really are something special.”
A huge smile came across her face and she immediately increased the speed at which she was squeezing my dick.
“And why do you say that?” she asked while looking into my eyes. “I haven’t done anything special.”
“That’s a load of bologna. You have done everything a guy could ever dream of.” I replied as we crossed over the little bridge that crossed the brook feeding the pond. “You are so beautiful and sweet. You have done everything for me since I got here!”
“But I am supposed to do all of those things,” she replied while pulling herself up against me. I could feel her hard nipples rubbing against my chest as I walked. “Besides,” she continued as she brought her face up to mine, “I love you.” She then reached out and kissed me very softly on the lips before pulling back to gaze into my eyes.
I felt like I was the king of the universe! I stopped dead in my tracks and began kissing Kayko like it was my last moment of life. Her soft lips opened and allowed my tongue to ease into her mouth while I pulled her crotch tightly against me, driving my dick in hard against her cervix. A barely audible whimper escaped from her throat as she opened her legs wider, allowing me the deepest possible access to her. Her hands cradled the back of my head as we kissed and her hot breath teased my cheek as we exchanged our love and passion in the most intimate of embraces. If the world were to have suddenly come to an end neither one of us would have known or cared. We were completely focused on each other and the moment. As Kayko kissed me her pussy sucked on my cock which now felt like a titanium steel rod stuck inside her. It felt like if I had let go of her she would have just hung there by her pussy, impaled by my hardness. Kayko kissed and sucked on my tongue for what seemed like ages before she finally pulled back to look at me. When she did I was surprised to see tears streaming down her face.
“What’s wrong honey?” I asked as I started walking through the garden again.
“I am just so happy!” she sniffed before hugging herself against me with a death lock from her arms. “I love you so much!”
One at a time I unhooked Kaykos knees from my arms and allowed her to wrap her legs around my waist. With my arms free I hugged her tightly against me, smashing her featherweight body against me.
“I love you too sweetie.” I replied as I made the turn toward the driveway where the limo was waiting. Kayko never once hinted at letting go of me as I stepped up to the open door. The limo driver opened the door for us and I did my best to crawl in with Kayko still attached to my waist. It was a little difficult, but we did make it inside with only a few bumps and quite a bit of laughing. Kayko barked out something in Japanese to the driver before he closed the door and got into the drivers’ seat. In seconds we were off toward the city. Kayko sat with her full weight on my dick as she sat backwards in the car facing me, pinning my dick deep inside her.
“You like being there don’t you?” I queried while running my hands over her ass.
“I want you inside me always,” she replied while squeezing my dick extremely hard with her pussy.
“I can’t say that I mind,” I replied, enjoying the attention my dick was getting.
Kayko has the uncanny ability to keep me hard for extended periods of time by squeezing my dick inside her with varying degrees of intensity. It is absolutely fabulous! I can stay inside her for as long as she wants and remain just as hard (or harder) than when I entered her. There is nothing quite like being inside your woman for an hour or two and not lose any hardness or interest due to a lack of activity. Kayko is an expert at this.
Thirty five minutes later the limo stopped at a very busy block of downtown Tokyo. As the car came to a stop Kayko dismounted and quickly sucked my dick clean before tucking me back into my pants.
“Are you not going to ride me into the store?” I joked.
For a few seconds Kayko pondered what I said before reaching back over to my pants to unzip them.
“Hold on a second there,” I said as I stopped her from pulling my dick back out, “I was just kidding.”
“I’m not.” she replied with a very serious look on her face.
I knew she meant it. If I had not stopped her I would have walked into the adjacent store with Kayko wrapped around my waist and my dick buried deep inside her.
“It’s ok sweetie. Come on,” I said as I stepped out of the limo and offered her my hand. “Let’s go get you an outfit.”
I was a little surprised that we did not get any strange looks as we climbed out of the car. Of course I got some odd looks being a foreigner in downtown Tokyo, but no one even seemed to notice Kayko. And she was almost completely naked! All she had on was the mid-thigh length robe and a black sachet around her waist. Not even shoes! We walked across the busy sidewalk and into a huge sporting goods store without anyone giving us a second glance. Maybe I should have been inside her.
This store had everything. Golf clubs, tennis gear, hiking and swimming gear, and even surf boards. We looked around for a little bit before I found this really nice pleated white skirt with a pink belt and pink stripes down the sides. It looked like it was a tennis skirt and would leave two thirds of Kaykos thighs exposed. I liked it and asked for one in her size. As the store saleswoman went to retrieve the proper size for Kayko we looked at some nice golf shirts. Kayko found a pink one that would match the highlights on the skirt exactly. With both garments in hand Kayko went to the fitting room to try them on. It only took her about 30 seconds before she came out in the new outfit. She looked fabulous! The skirt was a little shorter than I thought, covering only a quarter of her thighs. As she stood there I could just barely see the place on her legs where they began to open up just below her pussy. The top was equally nice, allowing her hard nipples to show plainly through the thin material. I was hard again and almost drooling all over myself. She is absolutely beautiful.
Kayko looked at me and then looked down at herself. “What do you think?” she asked and then gave a little spin to show me the back. When she did the skirt flew out exposing a glimpse of her pussy and her delicious ass. She stopped with her back to me and looked over her shoulder. The smile on her face gave away the fact that I was standing there with my mouth hanging open.
“From the look on your face I can tell that you like it,” she said while smiling.
“Oh yea sweetie, you look terrific!” That was a tremendous understatement. She was an absolute knockout! “Let’s get you some shoes.”
After picking out a pair of white and pink Nike’s and some pink trimmed bootie socks she was set. At the counter I picked up a sleeve of Titleist golf balls and a new golf glove before making the purchase. I don’t even know how much it cost because I couldn’t keep my eyes off her delicious legs and shapely ass. The sales woman just handed me the credit card slip and the bag, and Kayko wore her new outfit out of the store.
As we approached the limo I told Kayko to get in.
As she climbed into the car I stepped up to the limo driver and asked him, “Do you speak English?”
“Yes,” he replied, “Where would you like to go?”
“Take us to the nicest Jewelry store you know of and be quiet about it.”
The driver nodded and then shut the door behind me.
Inside Kayko picked up the phone and buzzed the driver. She said something to him in Japanese and the car then started moving. I knew where we were going but Kayko had no idea. When the car stopped several blocks later Kayko seemed a little bit pissed off.
“What is the driver doing?!” she barked and quickly reached for the phone.
I stopped her and said, “It’s alright sweetie. He is doing exactly what I told him to do.”
Kayko looked at me with a really puzzled look on her face as the door swung open.
“Come on,” I said as I climbed out of the car.
At the curb Kayko looked around and asked, “What are we doing here?”
I took her hand and said, “Just trust me honey.”
Directly adjacent to the limo was a large and expensive looking jewelry store. Giving her hand a little tug I walked her into the store. I started getting butterflies in my stomach as I walked her over to the display case and began looking at the sparkling diamonds below.
“What are you going to buy?” she asked with a noted degree of uncertainty in her voice.
I did not give her a reply; I just motioned for the saleswoman to come over. When she arrived I pointed to a three quarter carrot 24K yellow gold engagement ring in the case below and asked to see it. As the sparkling ring was brought out I heard Kayko gasp a little. I took the ring from the holder and looked closely at it. It’s a flawless stone and brilliant in color and clarity. I turned to Kayko and then quietly dropped to one knee. Before I could say a word tears began streaming from Kaykos’ eyes.
“Kayko, you are the most beautiful and amazing woman I have ever known in my life. I don’t think my life would ever be complete without you. So,…” I said as I slipped the ring onto her left ring finger, “Kayko, will you marry me?”
The ring was an exact fit. Kaykos’ hands were shaking and the streams of tears running down her face were dripping onto the floor like miniature waterfalls. Clutching her face with her right hand she looked at the shiny ring and said without a moment’s hesitation, “Yes!” before bursting out into an all out cry. As I stood up she threw her arms around me and squeezed every last bit of breath out of me. It was only then that I noticed that everyone in the store was clapping and all of the women were crying. I am so glad she said yes because I don’t think I could go through that again. The butterflies in my stomach were swirling around so fast that I felt like I would throw up right there! Kayko gave me a big kiss and then stepped back to look at her ring. I gave her my handkerchief so she could wipe her eyes while I paid for it. I think the sales woman was torn up worse that Kayko because she dropped my American Express card three times while trying to conduct the transaction!
I know this will seem sudden to my readers and you might think I am full of shit. After all, I have known Kayko for only a few days. But in my own defense I will say that I am a bit impulsive at times and a genuine hopeless romantic at heart. And proposing to Kayko at this point and time seemed to be the right thing to do at the exact right time. Besides, it was already done so I would have to live with my decision. (And the bill! It’s not every day you give a $12,000 ring to woman.) But as far as I am concerned, that was the easiest decision I have made in my 45 years of life.
With the transaction completed we headed out of the store and climbed into the limo. I barely had time to get in before Kayko was on me. In a matter of seconds my pants were off and she had her sweet lips wrapped around my cock and was sucking away. I picked up the car phone and told the driver to take the long way home. As soon as I was hard Kayko climbed up into my lap and quickly sat down, taking every last inch of me into her in one fast motion. Her usually smooth and deliberate movements seemed like the movements of someone in a panic, quick and sporadic. Once she was fully impaled on me and she clamped down her movements became more familiar.
“I take it that you like your new sparkler?” I queried.
“Yes!” she replied with a huge smile on her face. She was holding her hand up and admiring the new accessory on her finger. But then she looked over her hand at me and said, “But what is really important is that it means I’m yours forever.”
“That’s right sweetie,” I replied as I leaned back in the seat to enjoy my fiancé. “And I am all yours.”
Kayko didn’t say another word, she switched her pussy into super suck mode and leaned over onto me and began kissing me with as much passion and fervor as I have ever experienced. Even though we were in a car and it was not the most comfortable of places, we had the most satisfying session of love making that I had yet experienced. Kayko was very slow and deliberate, bringing me to the threshold of orgasm before changing her movements and manipulations to prolong our lovemaking. At least 7 or 8 time she brought me to the brink without letting me go over the edge before we pulled into the driveway. When the limo door opened she was still riding me.
“Sweetie,” I said as I sat her upright on me, “We’re home.”
Kayko spun her head and looked at the open door before dismounting. I would swear that my dick was at least an inch longer as she slid off and sat down next to me. In a flash she was sucking my dick to clean it again before she tucked it back into my pants.
“I’m not done with you,” she said as she climbed out of the car.
I grabbed the bag and followed her out. She was saying something to the driver as I stood up. With a nod of his head he closed the door and climbed back into the drivers’ seat before backing out of the driveway.
As the car headed down the road Kayko looked at me and said, “He is going to get us some food. Come, I will give you a bath.”
I like bath time! It was definitely one of my more favorite activities. And Kayko never disappointed me when she “cleaned” me. As we walked toward the guest house I got a good look at my little Asian treat in her new outfit. WOW!! That should sum it up in a nutshell. Her delicious tanned legs extending out of the pleated skirt, her hard little nipples’ jabbing at the material of her top, and her silky black hair flowing down over her back made for a memory that is burned into my brain until this day. In that moment I could not believe how my life had made such a miraculous turn as I watched her climb the steps in front of me. I had always wanted to have someone like her in my life, and now that we were engaged, she would be mine forever. I felt like the luckiest man in the universe! But the next 24 hours were going to test my metal in ways I could not have possibly imagined.
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Some people wanted a “part II” so here’s the 2nd time Josh and I got intimate.
This is my first story, so i hope you like it… If you don’t please give me advice! thanks!!
My name is Kelly and this is the story about me and my cousin’s best friend Jayson.
I was headed over to my cousins’ house one Friday which was common for me. I was best friends with the girl, Stacy (16) and her older brother was just like a brother to me, Dakota (18). Dakota constantly had hot friends coming over which made their house a common hang-out place for me. But my by far favorite of his friends was Jayson. Jayson was the type of guy who always flirts and needs attention from girls, and he got it. Jayson was 18 and has short blondish hair with a stunning pair of green eyes. He is about 6 ft even and is muscular from head to toe. He was a running back on the varsity football team for three years and was a star wrestler. Needless to say, he was gorgeous. Every time I would go over to their house he would give me all of his attention. I’m about 5’3’’ and have light brown long hair that has a natural wave to it. My body is slim and toned from a few sports (about 110lbs) and I’m tan from constantly being outside. My eyes are brown and on the medium-large side.. but in a cute way. I have been told that I have a cute face but an amazing body. I also have 32b boobs at my age of 16.
But this weekend felt different. I just got a new jeep and I was feeling great. I up my cousin’s long driveway (they live in the country) and my stomach lurched as I saw Jayson’s car sitting in the driveway. I parked my car and grabbed my bag I packed. I walked inside and threw my stuff into Stacy’s room. I walked into the living room and hugged my cousins and started chatting away with Stacy. When Jayson walked into the room his eyes lit up and he got a half smile on his face as our eyes met. I felt my face start to blush as he walked towards me.
“Oh, so I don’t get a hug?” he asked as he stood opposite me.
I felt my face start to burn even more and I reached for him into what I thought would be a casual hug. He pulled me close and I felt small under his strong, toned arms. His hand reached down and groped my ass making me push my hips forward. He pulled away and smiled and winked at me as he and Dakota walked outside to go down to the barn.. The barn was Dakota’s “hang-out” room and had a ping pong table set up for beer pong along with a cabinet stacked with vodka, whiskey, and other booze. I looked at Stacy to see if she noticed, but she seemed completely oblivious. I figured it’d be best not to tell her and I just acted as if nothing out of the ordinary happened.
That task is harder than it looks… Throughout the afternoon Jayson would make subtle moves on me when no one was looking and then acted completely normal. As soon as the sun went down Stacy and I headed to the barn with some extra vodka and mountain dew to surprise the boys. We walked in and saw Dakota and Jayson laughing and setting up cups for beer pong.
“Hey ladies, wanna play?” Dakota asked as I set the goods on the coffee table.
Stacy immediately smiled and nodded as she went to Dakota’s side.
The teams were me and Stacy, and Dakota and Jayson. As the night rolled on, Stacy and I constantly lost and were soon tipsy after about 5 beers. Dakota called it quits around 11 and said he had to work in the morning.. Stacy passed out in the spare bed, leaving me and Jayson in an awkward silence. When Jayson walked outside to answer his phone I walked into the smaller, cozier room in the barn. I pulled my sweatshirt off and threw it on the floor next to the couch.. I walked to the mirror and examined my body under my light jean shorts and a white tank top. I could see the pink lace of my bra peeking through and the matching lace on my thong slightly showing above my waistband. I pulled my shirt off revealing the light pink lace covering my 32b breasts. As my hand brushed over my smooth toned stomach, I thought of Jayson and watched as my nipples poked through the thin lace. I brought my hands up and undid my hair letting it fall down my back in soft bouncy waves.. as I ran my fingers back through it I heard a gasp from behind me. I spun around and saw Jayson standing in the doorway in basketball shorts with his boxers showing about an inch above them. I quickly covered myself with my arms and fiercely blushed as I noticed a slight bulge in his shorts. I half expected him to walk away embarrassed, but I was shocked when he walked towards me.
I stuttered as his hands wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close.
“you have no idea how much I want you. I’ve wanted you this whole night” he whispered in my ear as he nibbled on my neck.
I felt the beer start to kick in more and I pulled his face to mine and grabbed the back of his head as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I ran my hands down his 6pack and pushed him onto the couch as his fingers unclasped my bra. I straddled his legs and let the bra fall. His hands found their way to my boobs and his fingers pinched my hard pink nipples. I moaned against lips as he rolled my nipples and massaged my sensitive breasts.
I stand up and turn around so my back is facing him and I bend over as I slowly pull my thong down about an inch and then pull it back up. I turn back around and pull my panties off and toss them to the side revealing my hairless wet pussy. Jayson swallows and pulls me towards him by my hips and plants kisses on my stomach down towards my pink pussy. He stands up and runs his thumb over my clit making me shiver in his arms. He lays me down on the couch and starts to suck on my nipples.
“Oh fuck baby! That feels soo good!” I moan as he softly nibbles on my nipples.
He smiles and moves down my body continuously planting kisses until he reaches my wet pussy. He runs his tongue up my lip making me gasp and grip onto the back of the couch. He slides two fingers into me and starts to move them in and out as I moan his name. He takes my moaning as an approval and simultaneously starts to suck on my clit making my body tense up and my hips buck.
“Ohhh Jayson!!” I scream as he sucks harder on my clit. My hips start to buck harder and he shoves his fingers into my tight hole one last time as I cum on his hand and chin. I flip him over so I am ontop and I pull his hand to my mouth sucking on one finger as a time. I taste my sweet cum and grind my hips into his making him let out a low grunt. He leans up on his elbows and says into my ear “just suck me off baby, I want you soo bad”
I pull his boxers and shorts down making his 8” cock spring out at me. My eyes widen and he smiles and laughs as my small hand wraps around it. I lean down and flick my tongue at the tip, tasting the precum. He exhales and rolls his head back as I start to take the head into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the tip and moan making the head vibrate against my cheek.
“aw fuck Kelly” he grunts “you’re so fucking good”
I start to take more of his cock in my mouth as his hand finds the back of my head and grips onto my hair. He pushes my head down and I feel his cock hit the back of my throat as I suck in. he keeps moaning my name and groaning as I bob my head up and down the whole length. I massage his balls with my left hand and wrap my fingers around the base of his cock as I pull my mouth off of it.
“I can’t take it any longer Jayson just fuck me!” I pant… he smiles at my enthusiasm.. and horniness. He hesitates and lowers his head as he mutters “shit” under his breath.
“What’s your problem?!” I ask a little too abruptly.
“I.. I don’t have a condom”
“Fuck it. I’m on the pill” I whisper in his ear as I smile at him.
He grins and forcefully pulls me closer and my hips hover over his hard cock. I slowly lower myself and I moan as he fills my tight cunt up. His hands rest on my hips. He guides me up and down on his shaft as my hands grip onto his shoulders. He reaches towards my clit and presses down on it with my thumb making me dig my nails into his shoulders and arms. I nearly scream in pleasure as I feel my cunt tighten around his cock.
He pushes me up and presses me against the wall making my boobs press against his strong chest. He pulls my leg up and slides his cock into me slowly pumping in and out. He grabs my ass and pulls me up and my legs wrap around his waist as he starts to pump harder. I feel his cock start to pump into my gspot and I dig my nails into his back and scream into the nape of his neck. I arch my back and roll my head back as I scream “I’m gonna cum!” He thrusts harder and groans as my cunt tightens around his shaft and my cum runs down it to his balls. He lays me back down on the couch and fucks me hard making his balls slap against my ass. He grits his teeth and groans “I’m gonna fucking cum!” I tighten my grip on his upper arms and he grunts as he shoots his load into my wet pussy. I feel 6 strings of his hot cum hit my walls as he softens and pulls out of me. He sits up and leans his head back and we breathlessly say “wow” in chorus. I giggle and he smiles a wide cocky smile at me and pulls a blanket over us.
I wake up in the morning to his arms around me and my head nestled on his chest under his chin. I slightly move and he groans “no… stay”. I’m pulled back into him and he kisses the top of my head. Just as we close our eyes again we hear voices from the other room and footsteps coming towards the door…
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