Friday, September 15, 2006

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"Like you said, you know my name now, so you know who to call to in your fantasies." With that, he walked out the door. She could hear his footsteps as he crossed to the door. She heard the lock click into place and the door shut again.

Now here it was, in all it’s magnificent glory, as long as Ali’s but not as thick. Still he was young and no doubt, it would grow and give some girl a lovely fuck. As lovely as the one it had given her the night before.

This child, yes child, was about 5’8” tall and probably weighed 120lbs. I was wondering if she were English because of her peaches and cream complexion. At this point, I was willing to hire her just to sit around and let me look at her.

“Come on, guys, this would be the biggest joke the two of them ever pulled off. I have to admit that I am impressed.”

"Better yet, Jonathan, I'll make you a winner too."

"I've known for a while now that you wanted me." Steph said as she rose from the floor. "Have you been with a girl before?" Stephanie asked. "No" I stammered. " Would you like to try it with me?" she asked. My pussy gushed as I whispered "yes" She slid off her panties then bent over and took my hands. I rose into her warm embrace. Steph had a look of desire in her eyes like I had never seen before. Once again her lips touched mine. We kissed for a long while exploring the depths of each other's mouths; sucking on each other's tongues; lovingly kissing each other's lips, her kiss more passionate than before stoking the fire burning in me. Her hand was on my ass, grinding me against her pussy. Her juices were running down my leg. I shuddered as she started to lick my neck my pussy getting wetter as she playfully spanked me.

I nodded for her to continue. As she was I unbuttoned Stuart's shirt and took it and his t-shirt off leaving him naked from the waist up. I continued playing with his chest and stomach, tweaking his nipples periodically. Margaret's eyes were riveted to what I was doing to her husband.

Now, a whole new sick feeling spread over Paula. She saw the dress she had been wearing last night, saw that she was laying on her own bed, and the anger welled up in her. He had taken pictures of her last night! "That bastard," she screamed out loud. She saw an icon in the lower corner of the screen. The attachment was a slide show! She clicked, and another image filled the screen. In this photo she had no dress or panties. Her bra had been pulled down to reveal her breasts.

"Oh honey, I got a promotion and have to travel to different cities and give lectures. But I won't be traveling all the time. This will be my home base. I have to hurry to the airport, call you as soon as I am able, love you, by honey."

Her husband would be traveling out of town on business the next three weeks which would give her plenty of time to replace the money she had lost from their bank account.

"Oh, yeah, that feels sooooo good," she whispered.

By this time we were all surreptitiously checking each other out, wondering how big we all were. Tim was the biggest guy, standing well over six feet and built. I was probably the next biggest, much broader but only about 5'11". Tony was about my height, but a bit skinnier, and Ed was the smallest, sporting a tight wiry frame. I figured I'd lose to Tim for sure, but didn't think I would be on the short end of the stick, pardon the pun, for any of the measurements.

"Yes, honey, that's wonderful," Mary agreed.

He swigs from his beer bottle and asks her what she wants to see him do. His wife is unaware of the kind of things he likes to do. But, Sara, sitting there, passes no judgement. He likes this about her, and he tells her as much. He has done all kinds of things for her. Sara just shrugs at Steve telling him to do whatever he would like to do. He looks like he has something in mind anyway, and he does the most interesting things most of the time. She tells him she knows what he wants to do – she can read it in his face. So just do it she tells to him.

She slurped and sucked loudly, driving Phip fully into eruption. His hot cock burst in gobs of gooey cum in her mouth. She pulled it all in, swallowing deeply when she could no longer hold it all in her. Finally his throbbing subsided and she pulled away from his dick, her mouth dripping with her brother's cum, her eyes swimming with the heady taste.

I had never felt such an fixation on another man in my years of marriage. Not that I had never fantasized about other men, and not that I hadn't flirted, but nothing that felt as real as this. It made me feel youthful and mischievous, a most pleasant feeling.

She massaged her breasts for a moment before licking both of her thumbs and forefingers, and then rolled her nipples between them. Almost immediately, she was dripping wet. After a moment, her hands started to slide down her body. She caressed her flat stomach, her hips, her silky thighs. And when se could wait no longer, she touched her pussy. Although she was always unusually wet, she was surprised by the amounts of liquid leaking from between her lips. She teased the outer areas, carefully avoiding her clit. She ten slid first one, then two fingers into her tight hole. She slowly finger-fucked her teenage cunt, her legs spread wide apart, knees in the air. She began to rub her clit with her other hand, almost unable to keep from screaming at the shockingly wonderful sensations she was feeling. She had shaved her entire pussy for the very first time the night before, and she couldn't believe how incredibly everything felt. She was wetter, more sensitive…she couldn't get enough. She added a third finger to her hole, enjoying the fuller sensation. She stopped for a moment and lubricated her left forefinger, and then slid it down to her tight little asshole. She rubbed her juices around the outside, and then slid the finger slowly in. She resumed finger-fucking herself, both in her cunt and her ass.

Cam rose from the 40-inch wide berth and with no appearance of self-consciousness, in one step, moved smoothly to the windows, pulling the shades against the pending arrival of Omaha and its bright lights. I felt Sophia tighten around me, and saw Karen's admiring look, as Cam's masculine lines took center stage in the suite.

She put her warm mouth around me and started sucking as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Then she stopped, looked up at me and asked, "When you come, should I swallow it?"

"Oh, Paul!" I yelped, with great embarrassment realizing that I was just about to cry.






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