Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Love Fat Cunts Girls

'Please Henri, the joke has gone far enough, don't you think?'

"Nice to hear from you, too, Nicky," she said sarcastically. "I've been calling you since last night. You ever hear of leaving your cell phone on?"

“Oh God –yes! That's it. Keep doing that. Don’t stop!”

"I'll bet."

I had not thought of it but I felt more relaxed than I have felt in years, "I feel fantastic, full of energy and no tension at all."

"That was great. Was that your first time doing that"? Sue knew that we never asked each other things like that, but I knew that I should answer. "Yes it was. And you know... I like it. I wish I had done it years ago." I sat up on the chair and Sue moved and sat right in front of me. My cock was rock hard and she put her hand on it. As she spoke she slowly jacked me off.

My wife of six years, Sharon, was a marvelous lover. We had had two children, who were, at the time of this story, ages five and four. She had regained much of her voluptuous, Reubenesque figure. Sex was fun. We tried new things. Even though I traveled perhaps five days out of each month, the days I was gone were rarely more than two at a time, so we had several passionate homecomings plus enough regular lovemaking to average about 20 times a month. We made love in the car, in the living room, in the tub, even on a picnic table at a public campground in broad daylight (but that's another story). So, I was stunned when my beautiful, sexy, passionate wife sat me down after the kids were in bed on the evening after I had returned from a trip. The night before having been filled the kind of sex usually reserved for sailors returning from sea duty, so I was more than a little surprised when she haltingly confessed to doing something awful while I had been gone.

In no time, Aztec and Katrina were both naked, facing each other. Last night's show of girlplay was almost forgotten. I was about to see the real thing. One male and one female were going to have sex together in front of me.

“I’d recommend having him do a class’s work for you, too, if you’re in any of his. He’s smarter than he looks. He just doesn’t work very hard for himself.”

Reaching down, Kat lifted one of Julie's hands. Julie smiled wearily as her hand was manoeuvred between Kat's slim thighs, and her fingers were pushed between the slippery labia. Kat writhed and moaned as she masturbated herself with Julie's fingers. She leaned down and kissed Julie as she neared her orgasm. Julie opened her mouth, letting Kat's tongue into her mouth. The taste of her own pussy flooded into her mouth, exciting her further. She began to thrust her fingers deep into Kat, extracting a deep, throaty groan. Kat shuddered and cried out, her back arching as Julie felt a flood of warm fluid over her hand and wrist. Kat's sultry, emerald gaze burned into Julie, and Julie felt her arousal stirring anew as her gorgeous new lover slowly sucked her own juice from Julie's fingers. They kissed warmly before slowly dressing. Julie softly stroked Kat's bum as the dark haired girl buttoned Julie's blouse over her voluptuous breasts.

"I'm not a child." she responded, slightly irritated.

"Your a pervert, that's disgusting."

"I don't feel uncomfortable around you at all," Jeannie said.

"That's it, you little shit... Fuck your whoring mother in her asshole harder... Ram that cock in my ass baby... Yes... Yes... Hurt me son... Hurt mommy's asshole... Hurt mommy's asshole... Oh God yessss!"

She had spent the day at the salon having her hair done, a manicure, a pedicure, facial and having her legs, arm pits and her bikini area hot waxed. She and her husband needed this evening to go perfectly.

I guess it started out by Julie telling Cathy how much she appreciated her giving me a good shopping experience today. In return, Cathy told her she thought it was really fun to help a male customer that was shopping for himself, and added she would love to do it again. Julie told her that I was starting to wear panties everyday and we were having a bit of a hard time finding panties that would hold me in all the time. At first, Cathy didn't understand, but Julie told her that I was 'bigger than average' and I always seemed to have problems keeping my 'private parts' inside the panties, which is actually the truth.

"Mm-hmmm." She smiled up at me again.

“Yes love... ” she whispers... Swallowing hard. “I understand…”






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