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Sweet Teen Lesbian Kisses
Elena & Inna have been long time friends and they had always enjoyed chatting with one another about the people they knew and what was going on. On this sunny Saturday afternoon though things were a bit different as both girls became very horny and friendly little pecks on the cheek turned into lustful deep kisses. The sweet teen girls get more and more intense until both of them are licking each others pussies to orgasm.
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Party, Party
Party, Party
By
Alicia Night Orchid
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“It’s going to be a great party,” I explained to my friend Kate.
One of the advantages of living in Los Angeles was the parties a single woman got invited to. I knew a few people, who knew a few people.
“Libby, you said that about the last party.”
“Come on. Rob is out of town and I can’t do this alone.”
Actually, my boy friend Rob was in town, but I hadn’t gotten around to telling Kate that Rob and I were history. He was a professor at UCLA and I’d caught him fucking his graduate assistant, a cute little Korean girl with long, black hair, big boobs, and a sweet ass. Now I knew what “grading papers” meant.
Kate sighed. She was petite and smart. She was brunette and hard-bodied. A lawyer with one of the big firms on Wilshire, she negotiated movie deals. She wore glasses to obtain what she referred to as the “gravitas effect.” Behind the glasses shined the loveliest brown eyes I’d ever seen.
“That last party, everyone was so young. And those guys from Redondo put a table through a window. I have a reputation to protect.”
Both of us were in our mid-30s and had been around the block a few times. I knew for a fact that she’d slept with a couple of A-list Hollywood stars and once accompanied a Saudi Prince to Bali for an extravagant Labor Day weekend. But that was history, too. More recently, the investment banker she’d been living with had found true love with the twenty-something cutie who’d taught his yoga class.
These days, Kate worked too hard, spent weekends with her cat, and worried about her reputation.
“Kate, please. You’ve got to come to this party. This is a much classier crowd than that last party. Maybe you’ll meet some new clients. Maybe I’ll get a chance to pitch my novel.”
“That last party, some girl puked on my shoes.”
“Those were really nice shoes.”
“Five hundred dollars, Libby.”
“Kate, please. It’ll be fun. Maybe you’ll meet a nice guy.”
“Like the guy who pissed from the roof into the swimming pool.”
“This party won’t be like that. I promise.”
“That’s what you always say.”
“The host is the director of that TV reality show we like. The one where the contestants have to design the next World’s Fair while sharing a 300 square foot apartment in Moscow.”
“I don’t like that show that much.”
I reached deep and played my ace in the hole—guilt-trip city. “I went to that art show with you last month.”
It had been pretty bad. Lots of stuffy types, art my six-year old niece could have produced, and skads of second-rate wine and cheese. But at least no tables were thrown, no one puked, and no one pissed from the roof.
Kate sighed again. Her sigh was followed by a long silence. “All right. I’ll do this, but this party better not be like the last one.”
Yes! I pumped the air with my fist. It wasn’t a very big fist.
“You won’t regret it. Come over to my place around eight and we’ll go from there.”
***
The party was held in one of those palatial houses on The Strand in Manhattan Beach. There was plenty of delicious food including Hawaiian Blue King Prawns that were to die for. After eating several, I slipped one in my purse for later on.
The drinks were concocted by a cute Latin mixologist, Benigno, who’d once made a cameo appearance on Top Chef. He mixed Kate a “Ray’s Mistake,” made from lime juice, botanic liqueurs, and passion fruit, and floated with dark Coruba rum. I settled for a “Naughty Au Pear,” because the name seemed to fit my style. Benigno said it contained Stoli Vanilla Vodka and Bacardi Coco. It was shaken and served in a Martini glass with a toasted coconut rim.
I finished the first while standing in line and ordered a second to go. Was it possible to get drunk on something that tasted this good?
As I’d promised Kate, beautiful, well-connected, and monied people stretched wall to wall and spilled onto the deck overlooking the ocean. Except for the actor-types, the men tended to be older with graying hair and paunches. The women on their arms ran the gamut from exotic beauties to family matrons to bubble gum babes with boob jobs.
There was more expensive jewelry per square foot than at Tiffany’s on Rodeo Drive.
The actors and actresses, of course, were ageless, their faces unblemished by wrinkles, their bodies unsullied by flab. Most of them I only vaguely recognized, because they were famous only in their own minds or had starred in cable TV movies one only watches late at night when absolutely nothing else is available. But that didn’t stop them from talking too loud, dressing inappropriately, and behaving as if they were better than the rest of us in the way insecure people do.
“Classy crowd, huh,” I said to Kate with a nudge.
“Classier than that last party, but that’s not saying much.”
“Come on.” I steered her across the room and introduced her to a producer I’d met through a former lover. He was married, but Kate didn’t know that and the wife wasn’t in sight. Soon the two of them were deep in conversation about how the “business” had changed so much in recent years and I drifted away.
I talked first to a scriptwriter with one of the big studios I’d met at a writer’s workshop a few years earlier. He didn’t remember me, but neither did he bolt when I re-introduced myself. Then I ran into an old boyfriend—the older I got, the more of those I had. He’d just landed a part in a re-make of “Gunfight at the OK Corral,” except this version was set in outer space 2,000 years in the future. Finally, I pitched my novel to a literary agent I recognized from Book Notes. Not only was he not interested, after two minutes it was clear he had the scruples of Ari Gold on steroids.
A woman of a certain age should never trust any man who tells her “women aren’t even interesting until they turn 40.”
Across the room I spied Kate and the producer. They were laughing and talking like something might come of it. Apparently he was “off leash” for the evening and hadn’t bothered to tell Kate about the wife and kids in Hollywood Hills.
I took another hit from Benigno and headed upstairs.
***
I wandered from room to room—the library, the playroom, the theater. I followed the traffic flow to a crowded bedroom at the back of the house. It didn’t take long to figure out what the fuss was about.
Resting on a king-sized bed in the middle of the room was a machine weighing, I guessed, about 20 pounds. It was black in color with a plastic housing and a Naugahyde cover. Finger handles on the sides placed the rider in control. A little over a foot wide and not quite as long, it stood about 8-10 inches high. The housing appeared to contain a motor to which controls were attached.
“What the hell?” I said to no one in particular.
“A Sybian,” a man replied. Ten years ago he’d been nominated for an Oscar for Best Supporting Actor, but no one had seen much of him since then.
“What’s that?”
“The ultimate fucking machine,” the actor’s companion said. Her face had been so botoxed it looked like a mask.
“Fucking machine?” I had more questions, but no one was listening.
The lights were dim, and although the room was large, it felt close. We were gypsies gathered around a firelight watching a dancer. But this was no ordinary dancer. A young woman (think Brittany Speers before the head shaving incident) was poised to mount the Sybian.
She remained fully clothed in a nifty white pantsuit that was like a second skin over her ass and thighs. Encouraged by the crowd, the young woman crawled onto the bed.
“Do it,” someone said, and snickers could be heard throughout the crowd.
The young woman shook her head. “I can’t believe this.”
“C’mon,” someone said. “Electra did it on Howard Stern.”
“Well, then,” she said.
Then to a round of applause she threw a leg over the machine, fumbled with the controls, and switched the damn thing on. You’d have thought someone had fired up a Harley.
I moved in for a closer look. From where I stood, I could see that the machine allowed for two attachments, both of which lay next to it on the bed. One was a larger than life, but otherwise realistic, silicone replica of a penis. The other attachment was a smaller version of the first. The young woman passed on both of these in favor of the vibration offered by the Sybian.
The whole bed shook like Jello in an earthquake.
“Oh, wow,” she said as the machine thrummed between her legs.
“Go girl,” someone offered encouragement from the sidelines.
“I’m going,” the young woman replied. “I’m definitely going.”
She rocked to and fro, clinching the machine between her legs and biting her lip. Now and then, she’d roll her blue eyes for the appreciative crowd and shake her head.
Soon, her concentration grew and the intensity of the experience showed on her face. "I’m going to get off on this," she announced viewers just before she did.
Her orgasm caused her to bend double and cry out. Her legs shook uncontrollably as she clung to the machine, riding it out. After several minutes, she rolled off onto the bed, giggling. The crowd burst into spontaneous applause, while the young woman hid her face in her hands. "Oh my God, Oh my God. I can’t believe I did that," she said.
I couldn’t help but notice the unmistakable and completely understandable wet spot between her legs. It showed through both her thong and the crotch of her white pant suit.
A male companion (imagine Brad Pitt the way he looked in “A River Ran through It”) took the young woman by the hand and helped her from the bed. "You were amazing," he told her. "I want to see you in the bathroom right now."
A second ripple of snickers coursed through the crowd as “Brad” led “Brittany” into a large bathroom adjacent to the bedroom. I couldn’t help but notice the swell in his trousers.
***
The crowd began to disperse and I was about to leave the room and head downstairs for another drink—I was losing count—when a voice spoke up. A plump, overweight woman with dark hair and overdone makeup made her way to the bed. "I want some of that," she said to those who remained in the room.
I watched in amazement as the woman attached the large dildo to the saddle while glancing about at the room with a wicked smile. She wore a generous black dress, which she hiked up. She wriggled out of her pantyhose and handed it to an older, graying man. "Marla," he said. "Marla, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Damn straight," she told him and swung a leg over.
I stood riveted in place.
The large woman named Marla lowered herself onto the Sybian, a hand under her dress. It took little imagination to guess what she was up to. No doubt she was positioning the dildo in her pussy. She shifted her hips, then she sank down with a gasp. The whites of her eyes showed.
"Oh my God."
I noticed that Kate had entered the room. She cut me a glance and mouthed the words "what the fuck?"
That’s when Marla hit the switch on the Sybian.
The sound of the motor filled the room. Individuals and couples watched in awe as Marla began to bounce. "Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy," she said..
Her older male companion blushed and shook his head. "Marla, please…"
"Bite me, Charles," she told him. "This is the best fuck I’ve had in years."
Her large breasts rolled and swayed beneath the black dress. She paused her rocking for a moment to lower a strap. A melon size breast with a purplish aureole the size of an omelet was revealed. A large, rubbery nipple protruded from the aureole.
A hush fell over the room as Marla squeezed her breast and pinched her nipple. I noticed couples around me swaying involuntarily in rhythm with her movements on the Sybian. I heard a man behind me sigh. When I looked over my shoulder, I could see him rubbing himself with a hand in his pocket.
"Oh shit fuck." Marla’s eyes were closed, her concentration on her pleasure complete.
A man, not her companion Charles, stepped from the crowd and lowered the other strap on her dress. "Let me help you with that," he whispered.
He positioned himself behind Marla and began to massage her tits. I cut another glance at Kate. She pushed her way over to me. "The guy behind you is jacking off in his pants," she said.
"Yeah, I know. Look in the bathroom."
Behind us, in the bathroom attached to the bedroom where we stood, you could make out the reflection of the first Sybian rider in the full length mirror. Her Brad Pittish boyfriend sat on the toilet, his pants about his feet. The young woman in the white pants suit sucked his cock like no tomorrow.
"What…" Kate started.
I explained the situation.
Suddenly both of us were distracted by Marla’s loud cries. "Ooooh fuuuck yeeessss," she howled. "Goddamn, motherfucker, sonofafucking bitch, I’m going to come."
When it hit, her body buckled and jiggled and rolled. She evoked all the saints and the mythological gods.
The man behind her slid away. Charles stalked from the room, muttering something about sluts and whores.
The man behind us came with a groan and a gush in his pants. “Sorry ladies,” he managed.
In the mirror, I saw "Brad’s" hips rise off the toilet and watched the white pant suit girl swallow every drop of his sweetness.
"Holy shit," Marla gasped. She readjusted her dress and searched the floor for the pantyhose Charles had discarded as he left the room. The crowd called "bravo, bravo" and applauded appreciatively as she wriggled into them.
"Who’s next?" Marla called as she strode from the room.
Kate shook her head. “That guy you introduced me to was married.”
“Not happily.”
She nodded to the bed. “My reputation…”
“Remains intact,” I finished the sentence for her.
“Just barely. His wife showed up with a ten year-old in tow just as your producer friend was asking me back to his condo.”
“it’s a nice condo.”
“Come on let’s go.”
“Not yet.”
That’s when a muscular middle-aged blonde woman stepped forward, urged on by another woman I took to be her lover.
"Go on," her brunette lover urged her.
"Okay, okay, maybe I will," the blonde woman said.
Kate turned to the man behind me. "You have a cum stain on your pants," she stated flatly.
The man couldn’t deny it.
"Let me introduce myself," the blonde woman who had stepped forward said. "My name is Shelby and I’ve never done anything like this."
The crowd cheered.
"This could be interesting." I whispered.
If we all don’t get arrested,” Kate said.
Maybe she was loosening up a bit.
***
Shelby had more to say before mounting the Sybian. While she spoke, her brunette lover made a display of removing the dildo and carrying it, wrapped in a Kleenex, into the bathroom where she washed it.
Shelby informed us that she was the Marketing VP for a large life insurance agency. Her friend, the brunette, was the creative one, responsible for gaining them access to the party. Shelby wrote letters that agents mailed to prospective clients, she said as she removed her blouse. She oversaw the creation of brochures and sales presentations, she told us as she slipped out of her designer jeans and heels. She occasionally spoke to clients about the virtues of owning life insurance, she remarked as she slipped out of her bra and panties.
When she was naked, before us stood a fortyish blonde woman with short hair and bright blue eyes. Her breasts were small, her hips just a little too broad, and her thighs could have benefited from liposuction. Her lover handed her the freshly cleansed dildo, kissed her, and said "Enjoy, sweetie."
Shelby reattached the dildo, then searched for and attached the smaller dildo, reserved for instances, I surmised, of double penetration.
Kate raised an eyebrow at me.
Shelby proceeded to lube up the dildos (and herself) with something from a bottle labeled "Her Silk." While she labored, she answered questions about the income taxation of annuities. I don’t know if her answers were correct, but her concentration was impressive.
Next, she sat on the bed and opened her legs. She told us she’d always wanted to fuck in front of a crowd. She claimed she wasn’t drunk or high or anything like that, this was just something she needed to do for herself. She spread her pussy lips to show us how excited she was. I could see the swollen folds, the blood engorged clitoris.
A man from the audience begged for a peeked at her asshole.
Shelby obliged without hesitation. She positioned herself on her hands and knees and thrust her ass high. She used her hands to spread her cheeks wide. There was her brown sphincter, her opening. She used first one slick finger, then another to ready herself for the task ahead. Not one, but two men stepped from the crowd, bent over, and inspected her dark charms.
Finally, she mounted the machine, lowering herself first on the larger dildo, then asking her brunette lover, who was finally introduced as Max, to help her with its smaller companion. Kate and I watched with anticipation as both replica cocks disappeared inside Shelby. For her part, she inhaled deeply and bit her lower lip. Max flipped the switch and Shelby’s eyes grew large.
Next to me, I heard Kate gasp.
Shelby began to rotate her hips, a glazed look appearing on her face. Her eyes fluttered. "Oh, yeah," she said.
Then Max joined her on the bed. She sat near Shelby on her knees, a hand thrust down the front of her pants where she touched herself. We could see the hand working inside the pants, stretching the fabric.
"I can’t help myself," Max confessed to the audience.
By all appearances, some of the onlookers were similarly situated.
In front of me I noticed a man with his arms around his female companion’s waist. His hands cupped her breasts through a low cut dress. He squeezed them, pinched them through the fabric. He swayed with her, his pelvis pressed against her ass. Kate directed my attention to another couple across the room. The woman sat on a low chair, her legs spread wide on the arms. Her male friend knelt before her. He stroked his enormous cock while licking her pussy. She moaned and watched the two women on the bed over his shoulder.
"Fuck, yeah," Shelby said. She’d lifted herself up, so that just the tips of the dildos penetrated. Kate and I watched as the cock heads plunged in and out, in and out.
Shelby pointed to her clit. It had swollen to the size of a small penis. "Look at me, look at me," she incited the crowd.
Max’s movements inside her pants grew more frantic. She held Shelby’s hand in her free hand, while frigging herself with the other.
"Damn," Kate said. I noticed that her face was flushed, her voice breathy. “Your parties…”
“At least no one’s thrown up on your shoes.”
Then Shelby lowered herself back onto the twin dildos, taking each deep. Her eyes closed and she found a lust zone. She fucked that machine with purpose and resolve. Max turned the vibrations on high.
"Yes, yes, oh yes," Shelby called to crowd.
The woman of the couple in front of me turned to her male companion and said, "I want you to take me home and fuck the shit out of me.”
The woman having her pussy eaten in the chair began to buck and scream. Her male lover stood and sprayed her face with semen.
Shelby announced she was getting close. Max said she was right there.
Then it began. A full three minutes of spasms and moans and grunts. When it was over, Max gave Shelby her cum wet fingers to lick. Shelby rolled free of the Sybian’s grip, spread her legs, and did herself once more with her fingers. To gasps of surprise from the onlookers, she squirted a pale yellow liquid in a high arc out across the bed.
Those few members of the crowd not feeling themselves or someone else broke into applause.
Those few members of the crowd not feeling themselves or someone else broke into applause.
I noticed that Kate’s right hand was on her breast and that she was pinching her hardened nipple through her dress.
We need to get laid,” I said.
Her hand fell to her side. She wasn’t arguing with that.
I escorted her back downstairs where the mainstream party continued unabated. We began to drink in earnest and work that party for men.
***
But sometimes it’s not meant to be.
We wandered from finger food to finger food. We talked to producers and directors and writers. We worked the crowd together and on our own. But in the end, maybe we tried too hard or maybe we were just a little too old to compete with the bubble gum babes. Maybe we just got tired. Anyway, it was just the two of us when the party broke up around 2:00 AM.
Now, I like women almost as much as men, and if I’d have thought Kate would have taken me up on it, I’d have propositioned her to share my bed that night. In fact, I was about to make a fool of myself and ask despite my better judgment when she told me she knew what I was thinking and that it wasn’t going to work for her. I took it in stride and invited her back to my place for the remainder of the night, anyway.
Since it was late and we were only a few blocks away, she agreed.
I took to my bed upstairs and gave Kate the sofa downstairs.
I barely remember brushing my teeth and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Something woke me an hour or so later. It was soft, rhythmic breathing, punctuated with an occasional moan. It was the soft purr of something vibrating.
I crept out of bed and onto the landing overlooking the living room, where Kate was supposed to be sleeping.
But she wasn’t sleeping. She was naked, facing away from me. She was astride an arm of my leather sofa. Between her pussy and the sofa’s fabric she’d placed a pillow. The vibrating noise I’d heard came from a portable massager Kate must’ve carried in her purse. It was under the pillow.
The girl had fashioned a makeshift Sybian for herself.
I couldn’t see her face. She looked out my window onto the darkened beach and sea as she humped her imaginary lover.
Her brown hair bounced about her shoulders. Her head was lifted skyward revealing the delicate curve of her neck and throat. Her sleek back rippled and rolled with each downward thrust of her pelvis. Her strong arms strained as they steadied her in place.
I was hypnotized by the movement of her ass, flared wide and womanly in the straddle position she’d assumed. She squeezed her cheeks together and began to make little grunting sounds as her pleasure quickened.
She let go of the sofa and cupped her breasts in her hands. She bounced and ground against the pillow. I detected her scent wafting up from where she masturbated. There was no mistaking the muskiness of a woman in heat. Beneath the scent of her pussy was a darker, earthier scent emanating from between her ass cheeks, like a line of bass playing beneath the lead in a song.
I inhaled and felt a familiar dampness between my legs.
Kate lowered one hand to her crotch. Although I couldn’t see, I imagined that she’d begun to rub her clit.
The scent of her arousal grew stronger. Her need was matched by my own. I bit my lower lip and leaned over for a better view.
Then I heard Kate cry out, softly, "Ooooh, fuck. Ooooh, fuck yes."
Her hips stopped thrusting. Her body shuddered. Her lovely ass quivered. She grasped and kneaded both breasts in her hands, tugged at the nipples.
She rode and rode her pleasure, reveling in every contraction.
When her orgasm ceased, she rolled off the sofa arm, collapsing onto the makeshift bed. She reached for the massager, turned it off, and settled back, legs spread wide. In the light of a passing ship, I could see the glistening wetness of her cunt.
I withdrew to my bedroom.
***
I nearly broke down and called Rob.
I considered calling the literary agent whose card I’d collected earlier in the evening.
I went online and searched the chat rooms for someone who didn’t seem too perverted.
In the end, I took care of myself, not even bothering to remove my panties.
I lay on my belly, both hands searching the folds and rilles hidden in the fabric.
I fantasized about the first boy who’d fucked me. I came on the memory of his sweet, boyish face.
***
The next morning, Kate left before I awoke. Her note thanked me for my hospitality and she restored the sofa to its usual posture.
It’s been almost two weeks now. We’ve lunched and had a drink after work.
I’ve never said a word about what I saw that night.
And I haven’t had the courage to ask her to another party.
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A Time For Two
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The same thing over and over again. He would come, then turn over and go to sleep. He
didn’t seem concerned about her desires, her wants.
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Each morning, after he left for the office, Janice would drive to the local coffee
house and treat herself to a Cafe Mocha. The few quite hours she shared with only herself
outside of the house, gave a deeper insight into her wants and desires. She wanted, needed
something more than what her husband had been providing. Life was too short to only have
sex with a husband who didn’t take care for his wife’s sexual needs.
She looked around herself, watching the other people coming and going. Which one of
these people, if any of them, would make a good lover. What makes a good lover? Is it
truly race? Does a black lover make the best lover? This was a question that she
desperately wanted answered. She made a promise to herself, in the next week she would try
several different lovers. The only way to find the answer is to experiment. Let the
experiment begin.
For the next several days, Janice purposely went out to meet people. On her first day,
she came home very lucky. She had met a black couple who were very interested in adding
her to their evening activities. Todd was 6′2″ and very well built. He had the
body of an athlete. His wife, Veta was a slim women with a chunky built. They had a very
open sex life and were always willing to add new people. Janice was slightly envious of
their relationship, they had been married just as long as she had been, and their sexual
relationship was very fulfilling.
Janice made all the arrangements to meet them at their house later that evening. To her
surprise and dismay, her husband was sitting in the living room. It turned out that Todd
worked with her husband. Dan, her husband, realized several months ago, that he was not
pleasing his wife. It was not because he didn’t want to or that her sexual feelings
weren’t important to him. He just thought maybe she needed a change. He was surprised
when Todd called him at the office, telling him that his wife was going to their place
tonight. Feeling a little uncomfortable, Janice sat on the other side of the room. Todd
decided he needed to break the ice. Todd stood in front of Janice and started to get
undress. Taking his cue, Veta his wife, stood in front of Dan and started to get undress.
Noticing that Dan was responding, Janice too got undress.
Janice tentatively reached out to touch Todd’s smooth chest. Unlike Dan, Todd had
no hair on his chest. His chest was solid muscle. Taking a peak back at her husband, she
firmly believed that Veta was getting the short end of the stick with this deal. Todd
looked over Janice’s firm body, and was confused. He couldn’t understand why Dan
couldn’t please this beautiful women.
Todd’s penis anticipated his feelings, as it stood erect ready for action. Janice
was feeling naughty. She moved closer to Todd, reaching out and stroking his hard lance.
She turned around and spread her cheeks wide, allowing him free entry. Todd inserted his
hard cock into her tight ass. The pain was crippling at first, then sweet ripples of small
orgasms pulsed through her body. Todd held her hips as he gyrated in and out. In the first
time in years, Janice orgasmed. The power of her orgasm, yanked an animal yell from her
throat. Todd was so excited by Janice’s aggressive move, he shot his full wad
quickly. Veta was a wonderful lover, but she had never excited him this much. He was so
excited he was soon ready for more. Todd and Janice, took a sneak peak at Dan and
Veta.
Dan was very much enjoying himself. Veta was a slow, precise lover, much like he
was. Veta was much more of a compatible lover than his wife. His penis got
gradually hard through Veta’s attention. Once hard, he laid on top of Veta,
spreading her silky brown legs. He inserted his pink lance deep into her dripping
hole. Veta knew she was not much of a lover. She never really enjoyed fucking.
To her the quicker it was over the better. She didn’t mind Dan taking the
aggressive. Dan dropped his load deep into Veta. He turned over exhausted, and
curled up to Veta’s back to relax. This was fine with Veta. Todd usually tried
everything to make her cum. cumming was fine, but it wasn’t important. The
important aspect of having sex was whether or not your partner enjoyed himself. Veta
was born in the old school, sex is for making babies and the enjoyment of your man.
She looked over at her husband, noting that Janice was more his speed. They were
deeply engrossed with each other, Todd’s hard cock was inside Janice’s wet pussy.
They both were utilizing just too much energy for such a simple act, Veta thought.
It was weird, that Todd was right, Veta was better suited to Dan and Janice
was better suited for Todd.
Todd and Dan had spoken about this moment quite often, each one plotting and waiting.
They never thought the “girls” would go for it. Veta was surprised
that Janice had the guts to make the first move. Their engines hadn’t even started
cooling, as Todd shot another load deep into the confines of Janice. She wanted more
of this man that moved like a panther. Having sex with Todd, was like driving a red
racy sports car. She had married a Sedan and had sexually craved a Porsche.
After Janice and Todd had cum numerous times, they eventually fell into each other’s arms
exhausted.
It was Dan who brought the idea up, to Janice’s amazement. Veta was his equal.
He had never enjoyed sex so much. From his wife’s performance, Dan soon
realized that Todd was her equal. What he proposed was very simple. Todd and
Dan were switching wives. Janice had no problems and nor did Veta; therefore, it was
settled. After everyone had gotten dressed, Dan took Veta home and Janice stayed
with Todd. New living arrangements would have to be made, and eventually, maybe they
would discuss divorce. But for the present, everyone was happy with their sexual
equal. There would be plenty of time to decide, how far they would go.
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Mai’s Boyfriend’s Back! (Ch.3)
Tags: Interracial, College, Cuckold, Asian, Internal Mai’s fling with Tom is exposed; now Alec’s come overseas to stake his claim Mai sat silently in humiliation as Alec badgered her angrily from the other end of the phone: “So, who exactly is this Tom that you’re fucking these days? I’m dying to know, because he must be damn good for you to continue to tell me you love me and miss me while you’re getting screwed by someone else.”
She knew what she’d done was wrong, and that she deserved every bit of the situation she now found herself in. Still, she seethed at the fact that someone had found them out and taken the trouble to call her boyfriend and rat her out. Remembering the open flap on the cabana, all she could figure is that someone had seen her having sex with Tom at the beach. She was convinced that Tom was too careful to tell anyone who could possibly let it get back to the States, and her roommates were certainly safe, having only been given hints anyway. Though she had no proof, she had a strong suspicion that somehow Craig had found out and called Alec, being the only one in the group who really knew him.
Alec was starting to cry as he implored Mai for details, hoping to rub the pain in further for both of them: “How long have you known him? Is he good in bed? Do you think about me at all when he’s taking off your underwear? Answer me!”
Mai was starting to cry herself, unable to answer his rapid fire inquiries, and wishing she could just disappear entirely. She knew this was bound to happen, so why had she allowed it to?
Alec told her that he wasn’t going to tolerate “this bullshit”, and would be there in a couple of days. He’d secretly kept this possibility in his mind ever since Mai left for Italy, but never really thought it would be necessary. Now he was convinced that it was; he had to save his relationship. Alec had always held the upper hand in their relationship, calling the shots and, in his mind, keeping Mai in line. The way he saw it, she’d strayed because he hadn’t been there to keep an eye on her, leaving her open to predators. He had plenty of money in the bank, and though last-minute overseas plane tickets wouldn’t be cheap, he could easily afford it.
Alec told Mai that he loved her, and not to worry, he’d be able to catch a train from Milan to Portascala. He hung up before his shellshocked girlfriend had a chance to argue the point with him. “I don’t know what time I’ll be there,” he said, “but I’ll leave a message from Milan before I get on the train. Make sure you’re around Tuesday after your classes. I love you– stay away from this Tom; he doesn’t love you like I do, and you know it. I’ll be there soon.” And with that, the line went dead. Mai sobbed heavily as she hung up the phone, grieving her own bad choices.
Monday in class, Tom didn’t have to talk to Mai to know what happened. First, he could see by looking at her that something was badly wrong: she didn’t have any makeup on, and her expression was ashen. Christie would tell him after morning session that her boyfriend called her, accusing her of cheating, and was on his way to see her. “Holy shit,” Tom said, “what did he say?”
“That he knew she’d had sex with you,” said Christie with a rueful smile.
Something told Tom to stay away from Mai that day, and for her part, she disappeared quickly during every break, and got the hell out totally when classes were over in the evening. Tuesday’s classes were in the morning only, and Tom noticed that Mai was at least dressed and made up like she usually was, though she was no less visibly despondent. After class, he ran out of the building after Mai, who again departed as soon as she possibly could.
“Mai!” he called out as she briskly walked toward her apartment, about to turn the corner. She stopped and turned around, giving him a sorrowful look as he jogged up to her. “I heard you had a visitor on the way,” he said sympathetically, with just the hint of a smile.
“He’ll be here in about a half-hour, I’m just going home for a few minutes before he gets here,” she said flatly, emotionally comatose after worrying about his arrival for the past day and a half.
Tom asked if he was going to the train station to pick him up, and she said that Alec, resourceful as he was, had already looked up directions to her place, and she was instructed to just be there when he arrived. As she recounted this to Tom, her eyes started well up with tears, and she brought her hands up to her face. He pulled her against his body, and she instinctively buried her face and hands into his chest, allowing herself to sob into his dress shirt, saying, “I can’t believe I did this to him, and I can’t believe he’s coming here!”
“Let’s get you home and settled down a little bit. It’s bad now, but it’ll be okay.” They walked silently toward her apartment with his hand around her, tucked around her back just below her underarm. Mai neither leaned into him nor tried to pull away, wrestling again with the knowledge that she’d be better off staying away from Tom from now on, yet she was undeniably attracted to him.
As they got to the door to her building, she told him that it wasn’t a good idea for him to go upstairs with her, that Alec would be there really soon, and she didn’t need any more complications.
“You also need to loosen up a bit; I can see the muscles in your back knotted up. Let me at least relax them a bit, or you’ll hurt like hell tomorrow. It won’t take long; besides, you could use a glass of wine to chill yourself out, and I just happen to have a bottle with me,” said Tom with a smile.
Even after all the trouble he’d caused her, she loved that he was still thinking about her, wanting to relax her, and somehow, almost magically, he always had what she needed. In this case, she most certainly could use a good glass of wine.
Following Mai into her apartment, he went to the kitchen to find the opener and a couple of glasses. Noticing that she hadn’t followed him into the kitchen, he walked out with the two glasses of wine to find her sitting on her bed, hands in her lap, looking at the floor.
Mai was wearing a low-cut summer dress, showing off the cleft between her smooth breasts as well as the inside of her cleavage and the end of her bra cups below. She wore minimal low-heel sandals on her feet, showing off the pedicure she’d gotten on Sunday after her mid-day fling on the beach with Tom. Her toes were painted a glossy dark red, and her feet were smooth as silk.
As he sat down next to her on the edge of the bed, she took the glass of wine and asked no one in particular what she was going to do.
“Relax”, is all Tom answered with, stretching one hand around her midsection under her breasts, and another behind her head to run his fingers through her hair. The feeling of his hands on her body raised the goosebumps on her arms again. Tom had laid his glass on the floor as he sat down, but Mai was left holding her glass, right up until the moment that she dropped it out of distraction. It’s cup shattered against the wood floor, sending shards across the floor and under the bed.
“Shit,” she said in an exasperated mutter, seeming like she might start crying all over again, at wits end from the emotional toll the last several days had taken on her. Tom leaned into her ear and told her to forget it, that the floor would clean up just fine; right now she needed to concentrate on relaxing her body and taking a deep breath. As she did so, she turned her head toward Tom’s and met his lips in a kiss.
Her mind screamed at her, “stop this nonsense now; Alec’s train has probably already arrived in town and you can’t afford to be messing around with the one person who’d caused him to show up in the first place. Pull away NOW!”
Her body wouldn’t allow her to pull away. Tom was right: she did need to relax, and his lips on hers, their tongues massaging each other, and his hands on her body, were helping her to do just that. He leaned her back onto the bed, leaving her legs and feet, still in sandals, hanging off the end. Tom leaned over her from one side, kissing her neck, while she said lowly, “Oh my god, oh my god,” several times over, incredulous that she’d allow herself to give in at a time like this!
Bringing his hand up over her breast, he massaged the outside for several seconds before reaching his hand underneath her bra from the side. As he lightly pinched her nipple beteween his second and third fingers, Mai drew a sharp breath and tensed her stomach. He reached his tongue further into her mouth and she returned the favor as he swung a leg over her body, putting himself in position over her.
Already very aroused from just the short time he’d been kissing and caressing Mai, Tom reached down to grab the bottom of her dress, ready to pull it up and over her head. As he got it to the bottom of her ass, resting against the end of the bed, she said, “what the hell are you doing? Alec will be here in just a few minutes and…”
“He can’t satisfy your needs like I can,” he said brazenly, flexing his chest muscles as he removed his shirt in a subconscious signal of male dominance and territory. Tom lovered lowered himself over her, rubbing his hardness against the increasingly moist mound between her legs, whispering in her ear, “what’s done is over, and you can’t make Alec’s visit better by worrying yourself into knots right now. Let me relax you.”
Mai groaned lightly and pushed her pelvis forward against him. She knew all the things she should do: gently push Tom off of her, clean the glass and wine off the floor, and send Tom on his way before Alec showed up outside her door. Her escapism had the best of her, though, and her body wanted Tom more than she was willing to face the reality of her spurned boyfriend. By not making a decision here, she was in fact making a dangerous one: letting Tom have his way with her when Alec could show up any minute.
At that moment, his train was pulling into the Portascala station. Anxious to get to her place as quickly as possible, he was standing at the door, waiting for it to come to rest and the doors to open. Standing at about 5′-8″ and 140 lbs., wearing tennis shoes, jeans, a Chargers t-shirt, and wire-frame glasses, Alec was the stereotypical American on a train full of Italian locals and a few European vacationers. Armed with only a carry-on size duffelbag, he strode quickly through the small station, then paused to open his map as he exited the other side, facing across a small piazza to the 1600’s-era buildings of the upper portion of the city.
Getting his bearings, he proceeded into the shadowed maze of the old city, but didn’t linger and gaze the way most newcomers did, taking in the beauty. Alec was single-minded, thinking of nothing but the girlfriend he loved so much, the man he had never met that managed to drive a wedge between them, and how he was going to handle this. Soon, he was back in the sunshine, passing across the Piazza della Rotonda, more confident of his ability to repair their bond as he neared her aparment. As he identified the right street to continue on, he saw a flower shop and decided he could only help his case by showing up with something Mai always loved to get. Alec looked through the window first, then walked hesitantly inside, nervous about doing business without even the slightest knowledge of the Italian language.
Tom again reached down to her thighs, gripping the bottom hem of her cotton dress, pulling it up to her hips. Mai, breathing heavily, raised her hips off the mattress to allow him to slip the dress over her head. Bringing her arms back down, she went straight for the buttons of his pants, ripping them open, and prompting Tom to quickly slip them off, grabbing his briefs along with them, freeing his erect penis to swing freely. As he crouched down to give attention to her vagina, he slipped off his socks and shoes as well.
Wearing only her sandals, grey cotton undies, and beige bra, she propped herself up on her elbows as her heartbeat made the skin of her chest jump. Tom could feel the heat of her crotch from over a foot away. He poked his tongue into the cotton material over her labia, tasting just a hint of sweetness from her juices. Mai gasped at the contact and brought her legs around his back, digging the short heels of her shoes into the small of his back.
Anxious to have access to her beautiful pussy, Tom clutched her panties at each hip, pulling them down as she raised her legs to let him remove them. Tom dove into her warmth, running his tongue along the length of her slit, feeling the intense heat just inside her folds.
“We don’t have time for this,” Mai said. “I want you inside me, he’ll be here any time!” She didn’t even begin to consider the contradition in what she was saying; it was all she could do to acknowledge that Alec was on his way at all.
Alec finally settled on a small arrangement of flowers, the names of which he didn’t recognize as they were rattled off in clipped Ligurian dialect. As he re-emerged onto the street, he continued west, paying close attention to the addresses to gauge how far away he was from his girlfriend’s apartment. There were no ‘blocks’ in the haphazard medieval layout of this seaside town, but from what he gathered, he was about five or ten minutes away.
Mai watched his throbbing penis wag below him as he crawled up her body. She looked up to meet his gaze as he pressed the fat head against her soft petals. Still fairly dry on the outside, the first bit of pressure he applied only seemed to push her labia inward due to the friction of his penis on her skin. Not wanting to hurt her but needing to get inside, he increased the pressure on her crotch, forcing her outer labia to finally give way, sending his head inside her. Mai gave a pained grunt and opened her eyes wide. As he exited her, then re-entered, he could tell that he was going to have a hard time getting his massive dick all the way inside her. Mai winced as he poked her, forcing just a little more in at a time.
“I’m going to need some lube for this; I’m stressed and we gotta hurry! It’s in the drawer,” she gestured to the nightstand. He crawled off to the side and went to get the bottle. As he returned, she was captivated by his erection, never ceasing her amazement at how big he was, and how addicted she felt herself becoming to it.
Tom stood at the end of the bed, pulling her sandals off her feet, then opened the bottle, squirting a generous helping of lubricant onto her pubic mound. As she massaged the bulk of the liquid into her labia, he squirted another helping of lube onto his hand and slathered it over his cock, pulsing from the sensation.
Yearning to have him inside her, Mai locked her heels around his thighs, pulling him forward onto the bed. Tom once again placed the head at her hot entrance, and they both watched as his head disappeared into her slit. Aided by the slick lubricant covering both of their genitals, he easily slid more and more of his length into her body.
“Oh Jesus!”, Mai gasped as she felt her insides expand around the big slab of meat that was penetrating more of her with each thrust. Tom, propping his upper body up with his hands, threw his head up, eyes closed, and let the unbelievable feeling of her superheated, tight snatch envelop him.
Gripping his sides just below his chest, Mai pressed her hands into his body, helping her cope with the overwhelming sensation of his 9-1/2″ shaft impaling her delicate vagina. Her sexual experience consisted of one penis, which was of average width and, as far as she gathered, average to below-average length. She remembered how much it hurt the first time he entered her, and how she couldn’t imagine ever having anything bigger than that fit inside of her. Now, for the third time, she was eagerly accepting a penis of nearly double that length and easily double the width.
Her walls stretched to their fullest extent, and her labia stretched tight around his shaft, as he brought his pelvis closer and closer to hers with each thrust. She wasn’t sure how she’d ever be satisfied by that first penis ever again, the owner of which was fast approaching where she was, flowers in tow, ready to convince her all over again that her future lay with him.
Clothed in only her bra, Mai tilted her hips upward to accept his full length as comfortably as possible. With the next thrust, his pelvis finally clapped wetly as it made contact with her pubic mound. “Ungh”, she grunted, feeling his entirety within her, every nerve ending on her body hypersensitive, her body succumbing to this strong man’s desires. Tom held his penis inside her for a few seconds, savoring the feeling.
“Fuck me, c’mon,” she said softly, but urgently, hungry for an orgasm and mindful (however secondarily) about the impending arrival of Alec. Not believing the words she just used, but highly turned on by them, Alec pulled almost all the way out of her, then sank back in with a single thrust. Settling into a rhythm, Tom pumped his length into her over and over, driving her body into the mattress as she wrapped her legs up and over his back.
“clap! clap! clap! clap!” rang through the room as their bodies, wet from sweat and excess lubricant, slapped against each other as he continued fucking her from on top. His stomach and chest muscles stayed clenched and his ass flexed and unflexed with his long strokes. Her soft feet curled in ecstasy, soft soles and crimson-painted toes pointing behind her, locked together at the ankles and bouncing off his ass.
“Ungh, ungh, ungh!” her moans rang out as he drove into her faster and faster. Her pelvis rocked to the rhythm of his thrusts, their bodies working together like two gears of a single machine. Answering the animal instinct to go as deeply as he possibly can into this asian sexpot, he grabbed her legs by the ankles and placed them against his shoulders. Leaning forward, he pushed her knees back toward her chest, with her little feet to each side of his head. She noticed the contrast of her smooth olive-toned legs against his muscular, slightly-tanned white chest as he pushed forward, forcing his length back into her.
“Aaaagh!” she called out as he sunk his engorged penis all the way into her again, this time hitting her cervix with the end of it. He was into her as far as he could ever go, bending her body back onto itself as he drove her downward into the bed once again. Her submissive position heightened the excitement for them both.
“You’re banging against my cervix! Ohhhh!”, she screamed as he shook her body with each pump.
Were she able to really move on her own, she would be pumping her hips to match his thrusts, but in this position, she was simply along for the ride; helpless against the combination of his big dick inside her, the force behind his thrusts, and the bulk of his weight on top of her. With anyone else, she might feel a bit threatened, but it only drove her closer to climax as she heard his balls smack against her ass, adding to the almost unbearable sensations.
Her moans grew louder and more intense as he pumped her little body faster and faster. “C’mon, I’m gonna cum! C’mon, I’m gonna cum! Oh my god! Unghhh!” she cried, face scrunched into a grimace, holding on for dear life as she felt the tidal wave of her orgasm start in her toes and slowly envelop her body, setting her vagina on fire, rendering her unable to breath or speak. Fireworks exploded in her head as he continued to piston in and out of her. Her hands slapped the bed beside her.
Seeing the sexy Mai in the throes of orgasm, knowing he’d done this to her, sent Tom to the edge of his own climax. Gripping her waist on both sides, he thrust more insistently as he felt the cum rising in his balls.
As Mai started to get her bearings again, she looked at Tom’s face, knowing that he was about go beyond the point of no return. Not wanting him to shoot it inside of her again, she attempted to alert him to pull out, but the words didn’t make it out, her breathing was still too haphazard, and her mind still too fuzzy from the crashing orgasm she was just starting to come down from. Her pussy was still convulsing around his fat prick, pulling it toward her cervix, encouraging nature to do it’s job by retaining it’s semen.
“No!” was all she managed to get out of her mouth on the second attempt as she felt his penis get extremely rigid against her walls, grow slightly, then start to pulsate as Tom groaned deeply, continuing to grip her waist. Mai tried to kick him with her feet to push him off of her, but had no leverage because of how tightly he had her pinned down. “Fuck,” she said, in equal parts exasperation and arousal as she felt his hot load splash against her cervix just as she heard a strange noise elsewhere in the apartment. Now pumping her with a new, slower rhythm, she felt his penis throb deep inside her as he emptied himself deep into her womb.
Her moans slowly reduced in intensity and changed from pleasure to panic as she discovered what that noise was, exactly. The door buzzer.
Taking quick stock of her situation, she saw her knees and feet pressing against Tom’s spent body, breathing heavily above her. He pushed each thigh aside, resting on top of her as her legs fell to each side of his. She felt her vagina, full of both Tom’s massive penis and his massive load pooling at the end of her hot chamber. She looked at her crotch, forced open by the base of his shaft.
She also knew that the bedspread underneath them was soaking wet from juices, both natural and synthetic. And she hadn’t forgotten about the broken glass and several ounces of red wine scattered across the bedroom floor.
“BZZZZZZZZZZ” the buzzer rang again, a painful reminder that her boyfriend was outside waiting to be let in- completely oblivious to the fact that right then his girlfriend lay covered in sweat, spent from hot sex, big penis still inside of her, and injected with a huge load of semen, something she’d never let Alec do even one time in their year together.
“Oh shit! He’s here!” she said, pushing Tom off of her and reaching for her clothes, none of which were anywhere near arm’s reach. I”‘ve got to get you of here and clean up!”
“Ok, relax, you’ll be just fine,” said Tom as he quickly slipped is pants and shirt on.
“Uh, no, it’s not fine! It’s fucked up! My boyfriend’s waiting downstairs, and in fact, anyone could open the door for him anytime, and I’ve got a mess, another man, and your sperm inside me! I don’t have time to do anything about it! Fuck!”
“Alright, here’s what you’ll do”, said Tom as the door buzzer sounded for a third time. “Tell him you’re in the middle of a shower, but to come on up. I’ll get a towel and shove the wine and the glass under the bed, and you go get into the shower, just like you said. That way you can clean up, cool off, and get the sex off of you.”
She was amazed at his coolness under pressure, having already grabbed a towel and shoving the glass and liquid beneath her bed. ”Good plan, but it starts with you getting the hell out of here!” said Mai, with the hint of a smile even amidst her panic.
“You’re beautiful, best of luck, and I’ll see you tomorrow….hopefully,” said Tom as he kissed her on the cheek, and quickly walked out the door while he buttoned his shirt. As he walked down the hallway, he heard her tell him to come in and that she was in the middle of her shower. “Good girl,” he said under his breath, with a smile.
Not wanting to pass this infamous Alec in the hallway, or in the stairway, he went one floor up instead of down and waited. Soon, he heard the footsteps, and looked below him to see a skinny boy with dark hair, toting a dufflebag and a bouquet of flowers, stop at her floor, and disappear down the hallway.
“Poor bastard”, thought Tom as he started down the stairs again, listening as Alec knocked on the door to announce his arrival, then close it behind him.
“Come in!”, yelled Mai from inside the shower, as she reached two fingers into her slightly swollen vagina to scoop as much of Tom’s semen out of her as possible. She thought of the bedspread that she’d neglected to take off the bed, and wondered if the smell of sex lingered in the room like it somehow does. Then she thought of how faithful Alec had been to her, and how she was clearly unable to do the same. Sure, he’d been difficult and even unsupportive at times, but his devotion never waivered, as evidenced by his arrival today.
Her eyes started to fill with tears as she contemplated this, and the reality of her unwavering attraction to Tom. Alec was here to stake his claim, where Tom had staked his three times in the last week. She feared that she’d never be satisfied again by Alec, and had no idea how to deal with that. Not even Mai knew how little chance Alec had to get their relationship back the way it was. What was done couldn’t be undone.
Mai sobbed under the hot water as Alec approached the bathroom with a smile and beautiful fragrant flowers. This was the last smile he would have for a long while.
to be continued…..
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There’s absolutely nothing I like better than a big, strong man between my thighs. I just love the feeling of a vigorous guy on top of me, pumping hot cum inside my dripping pussy while my toes are pointed straight at the ceiling and my nails are digging into his tight ass. I’ve always been attracted to bigger men, real athletes, especially football players. There’s just something about all that energy, the power and the vigor, the violence even, that makes my pussy soaking wet and me a hot slut for a big cock.
I literally grew up on the sidelines, so maybe that’s why. Daddy was head coach of one of the best football programs in a mid-major conference and always longed for a shot at one of the big bowls. I was his little baby girl, and for years, the cute li’l pony-tailed thing you always saw tagging along with the head phone cords or the clip board. When they went wireless Daddy found something else for me to do, so I grew up on the sidelines with ESPN and Gatorade, surrounded by giant men and all that testosterone.
No wonder I have a thing for football players now, especially NFL players. These guys are nothing like the stereotypes we make of them. These are real men in the prime of life at the absolute pinnacle of athletic shape; strong men with world class physical prowess, driven by a primal need and a burning desire to compete and to excel. And not dummies either. You don’t get to be one of the world’s best without a sharp mind, especially in competition like they have in the NFL. Boneheads are quickly weeded out and weaklings need not apply. So, I have a thing for football players. One might say I was born for it.
I majored in sports medicine when I went to college and Daddy always wanted me to go on to medical school. But with the grades I made the only programs I could hope to get into were all in Grenada and they don’t have football teams there, so that was definitely out. I actually wanted to be a cheerleader anyway, whatever Daddy might have wanted. But as I got older there was always something more important and challenging for me to do with the team, and it was my major after all, so I stayed on the sidelines with the guys and privately envied the pretty girls in their short skirts and their tiny tops.
Daddy finally got his big shot just before my junior year. He took a job rebuilding a lame program in a BCS conference and wanted me to go with him. But I thought of it as my big shot too and stayed right where I was and made cheerleader instead. Both of us would have been better off with our previous gig. Daddy didn’t take into account the alumni and their rivalries and tried to build a championship team instead of taking care of business right away. Big mistake. He lasted two years, and I probably could have used my last couple more wisely on the sidelines for the experience. The job offers just weren’t that great.
So, Daddy is comfortably retired now and grumbles about what could have been - while fishing his time away in sunny Florida. I wait tables at First Bar, a really nice place where the people are great and the tips are good, and I dance some nights at a ‘gentlemen’s club’ where the people are good and the tips are great. I teach aerobics some nights too, to help make ends meet, but I spend most of my time trying out for the Top Cats. I really, really want to be an NFL cheerleader now. I made it to the final cut last year and I’ll try one more time.
In the meantime I sort of collect football players for fun. I have a cute little bracelet I wear on my ankle sometimes with little charms of the numbers and team colors of all the players I’ve slept with. I just might need another bracelet soon! Good thing I have another ankle.
I was in Charlotte for a pre-season game. It’s easy to find out where the teams are staying, and after the hotel managers finally figure out I’m perfectly harmless and not a ‘pro’ they usually stop giving me a hard time about hanging around. One manager even takes care of my tab for me sometimes. She knows I’m good for business and has actually become a good friend. The Raiders were staying at her place and I was sitting at the bar by the pool in a nice little bikini, kind of waiting for the players to finish with their meetings and work-outs.
It was early afternoon and not so busy at the bar and I was just toying around with a margarita when a really hot, Asian-looking girl pulled up the stool beside me. That’s not so uncommon at all. There are always beautiful girls following football teams around. What was unusual was the way she smiled at me as she did it. But even that wasn’t totally out of the ordinary either. I’ve been hit on by girls dozens of times and it’s always sexy. So I don’t freak out when a pretty girl smiles at me. I just like guys better.
I must say, though, she’s especially gorgeous. Now, I don’t have any ‘Asian thing’ but there was simply no denying her exotic great looks. She has long, delicate black hair that flows perfectly over balanced shoulders and down a sleek back, lively dark eyes that reflect humor and knowledge at the same time, and an absolutely enviable flat stomach. So, sure, I smiled right back.
It was quickly fairly obvious she was hitting on me and I decided to play around with her a little bit. I wanted to see if I could shock her. We made the usual get-to-know-you small talk and when she asked what brought me here I looked her right in those exotic eyes and told her I was here to fuck a football player. She just laughed and asked if I had a particular one in mind. So, she wasn’t shocked at all. I told her who I had my eye on and she got this sexy hint of a smile and trailed a long nail over my hand.
“Ever consider the cheerleaders?” she asked, flipping my hand over, trailing that nail over my palm. I laughed and discreetly pulled my bikini bottom to the side so she could see the tiny Top Cat logo I have tattooed just below my hip.
“I’ve considered,” I smiled. “But I kind of have my heart set today.” I thought that might be the end of it but she’s a very persistent girl. I suppose she had her heart set too; on me! That was very flattering and I have to admit she’s very good at flirting. So we chatted and flirted, and I couldn’t help being a little turned on.
I casually crossed my legs and she noticed my charm bracelet. She turned it around my ankle and lifted a charm here and there as she obviously recognized some of the teams and numbers. She’d lift her eyebrows and I’d nod, confirming her suspicions. And she caressed my bare foot the whole time, teasing those long nails inside my instep and around my toes.
She was really very good at this. She kept my interest without being too blatant and we chatted and bought each other rounds of drinks. As we talked I realized she had actually been a Raiderette once. Well, that just about elevated her to rock star status for me and I was that much more turned on.
“Not what it’s made out to be really,” she cautioned. “I have my own business now.” That hint of a smile again. She wouldn’t elaborate much on her business but it sounded very sexy and just as mysterious. I couldn’t help being turned on by this exotic woman. I noticed her smiling past my shoulder and turned around to see at whom.
And there he was! My heart started beating just a little faster as he smiled, peeling off his sunglasses. He was dressed in a black polo shirt and khaki pants, looking handsome and powerful. I’d had a few brief moments to flirt with him the day before and thought he was smiling and walking toward me. Not! He gave me a polite nod as he put his strong arm around Melanie’s shoulders and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Her eyes were on me the entire time, though.
“Hello Darling,” she said to who was once my quarry and was now totally unreachable for me. “This is Dawn. She’s here to fuck a football player.”
Well, my mouth just dropped open at that. I hadn’t expected anything like that at all. And I thought I could shock her! Fat chance. Derrick laughed uproariously, “Who’s the lucky guy?” he wanted to know, turning that dazzling smile to me and looking me up and down in a sexy, appraising way
“I think she has her heart quite set on you, sweetie.” Of course, I had noticed their matching silver wedding bands by then. Melanie kept those eyes on me every second as she ran a palm lightly over the front of Derrick’s pants. “There’s only one way to get into these, Honey,” she said to me sliding her hand up and down that sexy bulge, “And that’s through these.” She took both her hands and teased them up and down her tan thighs then, her eyes never leaving mine.
I thought about it for, oh, maybe a split second, my eyes bouncing from a tall, sexy powerful black man to a sleek, sexy Asian beauty, and quickly nodded. If Derrick was surprised by this sudden turn of events he sure hid it well. Maybe this happened to him all the time. I don’t know. I was a little shocked though. She meant right now! With that sexy hint of a smile again, Melanie took my hand and the three of us skirted the lobby, heading for the elevators.
It was funny what was going through my mind as we rode up. I was thinking, not only was I going to add a new number to my bracelet, but a megaphone or a pair of pom-poms too! I was practically dripping wet at the very thought of it and Melanie just made it that much worse, discreetly caressing my thighs and ass on the short ride, but still too long ride up.
Melanie practically pushed me into their room while Derrick busied himself at the mini-bar. She and I glided by their bed where she pulled me into her arms and kissed me for the first time. Such a sweet kiss too, soft but clever at the same time. She wanted to kiss me and it showed with the way she did it.
I opened my mouth for her and her wet tongue pushed inside. She hummed as she kissed me, then quickly took a step back. She smiled as she unwrapped the sheer little skirt she wore over her bikini bottom. I thought about asking her where she got it but that idea was quickly banished as she dropped it to her feet and pulled me closer again.
This time her kiss was hotter, much more insistent, and I danced my tongue around with hers as our hands began to roam. She was humming softly again in my mouth as she slowly untied my bikini top, her nails grazing over my warm skin. The quick intake of her breath was enough to let me know she liked what she saw and Derrick chose just then to turn around. He smiled a dazzling look at me while Melanie licked her way down my neck and dropped my top to the floor. I caressed her dark hair and smiled over her shoulder at Derrick as she slowly circled my hardening nipples with a hot tongue. Mmmmm...her breath was so warm on me, too.
Melanie moved back and forth over my hard nipples and Derrick leaned against the bar to watch. How sexy! Melanie kissed and sucked my nipples like she’d been thinking about it all day, but finally pulled up to kiss me again. Her lips were so warm against mine, and Derrick just looked so sexy watching us.
Her wet tongue was moving faster inside my mouth as she took both my hands, placing them lightly on her breasts. She smiled up at me, reaching behind her to unhook her strapless top, and I held it gently in my hands as she kissed me again, her sweet breasts sliding back and forth behind the fabric under my palms. She backed away and I let her top fall to the floor. She turned to Derrick who smiled and kind of waved his glass to us, and Melanie turned to me again. Taking my hand, she led me to the bed.
This was way hot! Melanie lay on the bed and pulled me beside her. She lifted her sexy legs and pushed her bikini bottoms off while I watched Derrick walk from the bar, pulling off his shirt. What a hot body! He’s built like a wedge, with broad shoulders and strong arms. His muscles gleamed in the late afternoon sunlight and he smiled that dazzling smile as he tossed his shirt and Melanie took my hand again.
“Like that sexy body, Sweetie?” she whispered. “Only one way to get it.” She took my hand and I took my eyes off Derrick, looking into hers as she placed my hand between her warm, naked thighs. Mmmmmm. She was so wet. She pushed one of my fingers into her smooth pussy and I leaned down to kiss her. Her tongue played around with mine in time to my finger moving in and out of her as she moved it as she liked. She moaned and pulled my head down to her sweet breasts, pushing another of my fingers into her hot slit. Out of the corner of my eye I watched Derrick slip out of his pants and thought I would die! My God, what a body fucking body!
Melanie chuckled then gasped, pushing another of my fingers into her wet pussy, and directed my hot mouth to a hard nipple. She placed both her hands over mine between her trembling thighs and moaned as I sucked on her sensitive nips. The last I saw of Derrick was a flash of sexy, black male flesh in dark briefs as he stepped out of my view. I concentrated on Melanie then, rolling my tongue over her hard nipples, nipping gently or sucking sweetly. She took control of my hand, moving my fingers where she liked, my thumb on her hard clit and my fingers deeper inside her.
And she fucked herself faster and faster with my fingers as I sucked her sweet tits. This was so sexy! She lifted her hips up and down while she pushed my fingers in and out of her deeper and deeper, her thighs gripping my hand like she wasn’t ever going to give it up. She panted and gasped while she fucked my hand and I began to gently bite the hard nipple in my mouth.
When she started cumming I almost came with her! She pulled me up to kiss her as her orgasm ripped through her but kept my fingers busily moving in and out of her, faster and faster as she moaned into my mouth, and even harder and harder as she kept cumming all over my moving fingers. Gawd, she was so sexy!
As she was coming back to the living she smiled at me and turned my head, “Lookie what you get, Sweetie!” And, oh! Someone should make a statue of this man! Derrick stood at the foot of the bed, his strong legs well spread and a huge, magnificent black cock held in hand. His muscled torso looked mouth watering and he smiled, stroking that gorgeous thing for me as Melanie pulled my head back around.
“But first things first,” she said gently pushing my shoulders. I knew what she meant. I had no problem with it at all and slyly snuck my tongue down her sexy body. We were both going to enjoy this! I gracefully slid between her thighs and smiled up at her. Just then Derrick slid his hard cock slowly up my left thigh. It was so warm, so hard, so big! I shuddered and slipped my hot tongue down Melanie’s tight belly. She squirmed a little and I shuddered again when Derrick slid that hard cock inside my right thigh. Oh, his cock felt so good on my skin. So hot!
“Mmmmm. That’s it...nice and slow, Baby, ” Melanie purred, as my tongue inched lower. I didn’t know if she was talking to me or to Derrick as he gently pulled my bikini bottoms off my hips. I straightened one long leg at a time for him so he could pull my bottoms off me and get me naked, all the time inching my tongue closer to Melanie’s hot, wet pussy.
Derrick slid his hard cock all over my naked ass and down my warm thighs as my lips came closer to Melanie’s wet slit. He slid that huge thing down my thigh and leg, teasing it over my bare foot then slowly up the other leg as I breathed in her sweet smell. Mmmmmm.
He teased that monster up and down my crack as I leaned into Melanie’s thighs and slipped my hot tongue between her sweet, wet lips. She moaned and I moaned with her when I felt Derrick’s hard cock brush over my wet pussy, and I pushed my tongue inside her just a little. Oh, gawd! His cock was so hot on me and her pussy was so sweet!
I teased my hot tongue inside her wet inner lips as Derrick teased the head of his big cock between mine, slowly circling all the way around, but never quite entering. Melanie was loving it and moaned as I flattened my tongue and slid it up and down her slit, just as Derrick slid his head up and down mine.
I was loving it too, and circled my hips, wanting more of that lovely cock just as Melanie was circling her hips wanting more of my searching tongue. We both got what we wanted when Derrick began tenderly pushing that gorgeous thing inside me. His cock felt so big as he slowly pushed it between my wet lips and my tongue pushed deeper inside Melanie’s as he pushed deeper inside me.
She was teasing her own nipples now as I was pushed even deeper inside her wet pussy by Derrick. We moaned together when he really started fucking me, when he really started moving! My tongue moved faster and faster inside her wet pussy while Derrick plunged his huge, black cock in and out of mine.
Melanie flailed and moaned as I spread her lips even more so I could get deeper inside her while Derrick fucked me harder and harder, his huge cock diving deeper and deeper inside me. His cock drove in and out of my wet pussy while I licked and sucked at hers, my fingers flying over her clit when his shaft slid over mine. In and out we fucked together, faster and harder!
Derrick placed both his strong hands inside my thighs as I licked and sucked away at Melanie’s soaking pussy, then he literally lifted me off the bed. Oh, how I love strong men! He drove that fantastic cock up into me deeper and deeper, pushing me down harder on Melanie’s sweet pussy.
I pulled her clit into my hot mouth and sucked frantically as Derrick fucked me even faster. Melanie was going crazy now and I slid a couple of my fingers inside her, pulling her hard clit between my lips. She wrapped her thighs around my head and lifted her hips, pushing her clit even deeper into my mouth. I sucked harder as she came and I started cumming with her. I licked and swallowed her sweet juices as they poured over my tongue and into my mouth, my pussy clenching and tightening around Derrick’s hard cock as I came and came.
I felt so sexy with a big, black cock fucking in and out deep inside me and a delicious, wet pussy cumming into my mouth! I licked and sucked her ‘till she couldn’t stand it any more. Melanie and I were both cumming like firecrackers and she finally pulled my face away from her pussy and stroked my hair while her gorgeous husband fucked me and fucked me! I held onto Melanie and just kept cumming and cumming, yelling and moaning into her belly button. I could feel Derrick’s rock hard thighs slamming into mine as he pounded that gorgeous cock all the way in and out of me. I don’t think I’d ever been fucked that deep before and I just kept cumming like a li’l slut!
“Don’t you dare cum inside her!” Melanie had gotten her breath back it seemed, but I was still cumming like a mad woman when Derrick gently lowered me back onto the bed and slowly pulled his cock out of me. She giggled at a face Derrick made or something and pulled me up on top of her, quickly rolling us both over.
She scooted me up the bed until I was leaning against the headboard and kissed me softly, tasting herself on my lips and cheeks, then lowered her pretty face to my breasts. Her tongue was hot, wet, and fast over my nipples and her fingers danced lightly between my thighs. She pulled a stiff nipple into her hot mouth as she pushed a long finger into my soaked pussy and sucked gently as another finger slipped inside me, twisting and turning with the other. I moaned and willingly spread my thighs for her, arching my back and loving it!
And then there was Derrick. That gorgeous man slowly strutted around the bed, his long, delicious looking cock bouncing freely with each step. The muscles in his thighs and abdomen rolled and glistened and I shook with anticipation as he came slowly closer. Melanie pushed another finger inside me and slid her tongue across my breast over to the other, quickly capturing that hard nipple with her hot mouth and sucking passionately.
I moaned when Derrick finally bent to kiss me. His soft lips pressed fiercely onto mine as his tongue pushed in and played sensuously inside. He took my hand and wrapped it around that gorgeous black cock and I gripped it softly, my hand sliding up and down lazily. It was so beautiful, shiny and slick with my juices, so long and thick, so gloriously hard! I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around it and suck that gorgeous thing! Melanie chuckled softly as he broke our kiss and stood up straight, that beautifully sculpted piece of man-art swaying mere inches from my waiting lips.
I spread my thighs wider for Melanie as she got between them and snaked her tongue down my stomach, her fingers never leaving my drenched pussy. She slipped one out though, as her thumb brushed over my clit, and tickled my tight little ass with it, her long nails sending shivers up and down my whole body. Oh! And there was Derrick’s gorgeous cock, brushing gently over my lips.
I opened my mouth to pull that shiny head inside but he was teasing me with it, sliding his cock over my lips and face. I moaned as Melanie slipped her tongue around my wet pussy, never quite touching, and I groaned and licked at Derrick’s long shaft as it passed over my lips, sliding down to his shaved sac. I caressed his cock with my nails and finally held him still, gently pulling a warm ball into my wet mouth, rolling it with my tongue.
It was his turn to moan as I slowly pulled the other in, sucking sweetly and humming around it. Melanie chuckled again into my thighs hearing him and did a delightful dance with her tongue between my pussy lips, gently easing that wet finger into my tight ass. I clenched around her finger and groaned.
Licking my way up Derrick’s long shaft I was finally able to slide my tongue over the head. Delicious drops of pre cum oozed out as I squeezed a little and I eagerly lapped them up, then pulled his cock into my hot mouth. I sucked him in gently and moaned as Melanie pushed her hot tongue inside me. I twisted my tongue around his head and pulled his cock deeper into my mouth as she pushed her tongue in even deeper. I began to suck harder and bobbed my head up and down his long shaft while Melanie pushed her tongue in and out of me faster, her finger gently pushing farther into my tight ass.
I wrapped my hand around Derrick’s cock, squeezing tightly and stroking quickly as my lips slid up and down his length. I sucked harder as Melanie waltzed her tongue up my wet lips and circled my hard clit. Derrick was breathing hard, his hands on his hips, his flat stomach tense as he sawed his big black cock in and out of my tight fist and wet mouth.
I sucked even harder when I saw those muscles contract and tasted sweet cum leaking out of his head. Pulling him out a little I stroked his cock faster and just kept his head in my mouth, my tongue dancing and twirling around and around as I sucked. Mmmmmm.
He was doing his best to hold off cumming but I sure wasn’t! Melanie sucked away on my clit as her fingers twisted and turned inside my wet pussy and the one in my ass moved in and out with slut, slick ease. My orgasm exploded throughout my whole body and I shook and bucked my hips into her pretty face as my hot juices poured out of me.
I sucked Derrick deeper into my mouth again and he started gushing cum too. Oh, it was so sweet! I pulled him out a little more so his hot cum would splash into my mouth and not straight down my throat. His first long jet filled my mouth quickly and I eagerly swallowed that sweet stuff and he filled me up again. I came with him and swallowed all his hot delicious cum as Melanie fingered and licked me.
Derrick was moaning and shaking as he filled my mouth yet again and I took his cock deeper into my mouth then, stroking and squeezing to get every delicious drop! My hand stroked him faster and faster and still his cock pumped hot cum into my mouth. I was loving every second as I sucked and swallowed and came on Melanie’s moving tongue.
Slowly Derrick pulled his glistening cock from my lips and I heaved a great sigh as I leaned back on the headboard again, licking my lips and swallowing the last of his delicious cum. Melanie looked up, then took his cock gently into her mouth for a moment and smiled at me as Derrick let out a deep breath and fell back into a chair not far away.
She crawled up my body and covered my face with little kisses while my chest heaved and my heart raced. Her body was so warm next to mine and she caressed my shoulders while my breathing slowed to something like normal. Derrick heaved a sigh too and got up to kiss us both. The three of us shared a sensuous kiss together before he backed away and went back to the bar, leaving Melanie and me to play together.
We rested quietly enjoying the silence, our toes caressing each other’s legs, our nails teasing each other’s skin now and again. We kissed very softly and slid our bodies together, our arms and legs intertwined. Derrick came to sit at the end of the bed after just watching for a while and Melanie and I each chose a side to sit beside him.
We three shared another long kiss as Melanie brought my hand to Derricks growing cock. She covered my hand with hers and we caressed his beautiful black thing together, watching it grow long and hard again, then we both went to our knees, kissing slowly up his muscled thighs as our hands and nails teased up and down his brand new hard on.
Together we ran our wet tongues over his sweet balls, each of us pulling one into a hot mouth. Derrick moaned and lay back on the bed as we rolled them gently around inside our mouths then licked up his long shaft. Slowly our tongues climbed up his cock until we shared a sexy kiss with his gorgeous head between our lips. We took turns taking him into our mouths as our hands roamed over each other’s body, kissing each other’s cheek as we took that long pole deep into our mouths, sliding our lips up and down, sucking his delicious cock, making it harder and harder.
In what might have been one of the most selfless acts of all time, Melanie smiled and motioned for me to rise. She held Derricks cock upright for me as I turned to face her and straddled her man. Slowly, I sank down on that long, hard cock and she watched it disappear inch by sculpted inch inside my wet pussy. My thighs were spread wide as I could manage, outside Derrick’s strong legs and I held my breath as I took my time sliding lower and lower, my bare feet arched in the deep carpet.
When I finally felt Derrick’s huge cock fully inside me again, I began to slide up just as slowly, getting used to his size again before sliding back down. I began moaning as I slowly fucked up and down on that elegant cock filling me so beautifully. My hands went to my breasts as I rode up and down on that cock, a little faster now, and I tweaked and pinched my nipples watching Melanie kiss her way up my straining thighs.
Melanie straddled Derrick’s strong thighs too then, facing me and reaching down between our bodies. Derrick groaned and lay fully back on the bed as I began rising and falling on his gorgeous cock faster and faster. Melanie’s long nails began circling my clit as she pressed her mouth to mine, pushing her tongue inside as I fucked her gorgeous husband faster and faster.
I placed my hands on her shoulders as my hips became a blur, fucking up and down on that cock, and Derrick bounced the two of us up and down on his strong thighs as his rhythm began to match mine stroke for stroke. Melanie took that opportunity to slide her hot tongue sensuously down my neck as she slid her hand over Derrick’s balls, making us both groan out loud.
She caressed that slick shaft as it moved in and out of my wet pussy and slipped her hot tongue between my breasts, flicking it quickly over my hot skin. I strained and moved faster and faster on Derrick’s cock, racing to orgasm and Melanie placed her lips fully on my breast, pulling my hard nipple into her wet mouth. Her fingers were on my clit again, circling quickly as she gently sucked my nipple between her teeth and tongue and I screamed as my orgasm hit me, tearing through my body, making me shudder and shake as I kept fucking up and down faster and faster.
Melanie got off Derrick’s legs then and slid between them as her tongue snaked it’s way past my navel. She kissed both our thighs with hot lips and gently lifted mine with hot hands. Slowly she pulled me off her husband, holding h |
