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Friday, February 20th, 2009

Sara’s heartbeat suddenly surged. She couldn’t say it, could she? “I give a

mean massage, Beth. I learned on the beach in Thailand last year.”

“You went to Thailand when you were seventeen?” Yes, but did she want the

massage? “God I hope I’m as liberal with my daughter. That’s a nice offer,

Sara, thanks. Can’t hurt, I guess.”

Sara walked around the back of Beth’s chair and gently rested her hands on

Beth’s shoulders. Even standing there felt so erotic, Sara’s face just

inches from Beth’s head. She began working her fingers quite firmly along

Beth’s shoulder, and she could feel the older woman’s bra strap under the

white silk material of her blouse.

“Mm, Sara, that does feel good, you were right.”

“Well this isn’t really the right way to do it.” Sara was shocking herself.

How could she try to seduce the boss? Ridiculous. She’d probably destroy all

the good work she’d done up to now. But the siren voices get pulling her

onward. And the damp feeling between her legs. “On the beach you’d be lying

down and, well, I could have access to all your back.” There, she’d said it.

Sounded innocuous enough, didn’t it?

“My you are a perfectionist, Sara. Show this attitude in business and you’ll

get far. Actually the thought of a massage on my bed sounds delicious. You

really don’t have to.”

No, but I really do want to, thought Sara. As Beth wandered through to the

bedroom she called over her shoulder “I suppose you want my blouse off,

right?” Sara rushed to follow, to see.

“Yes.”

Beth slid the top easily over her head. She began to climb onto the bed,

then a thought struck her. “What about the bra? You’re going to tell me they

didn’t wear tops in Thailand, right?”

“Well it doesn’t really matter, but the straps do get in the way. It’s

definitely easier without.”

“Okay. I’ve been dying to get this thing off all day anyway.” Beth reached

behind and unclipped the bra, and Sara had a quick glimpse of Beth’s full

white breasts before she lay down on the bed. Sara moved beside her and

began massaging Beth’s back. Good skin, too, what an incredible woman.

“Mm that’s good.”

Beth worked away for a couple of minutes, but still the voices and the heat

in her pussy drove her on. “There’s a couple of things, if you want the full

Rolls Royce treatment. First, I can’t get to the small of the back, for that

…End of the part2. To be continued..

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Friday, February 6th, 2009

It was the late in the summer of 19– when I first became acquainted with Steven.

Circumstance had provided us the opportunity to work together, a collaboration

which culminated in a slick bit of legal craftsmanship which had all the

hallmarks of a jurisprudential masterpiece, at least when viewed by someone who

could appreciate the invisible strings we fashioned to manipulate a sensitive

artistic universe. Raising a toast of some rather exquisite champagne, Steven

and I indulgently acknowledged our own handiwork, well aware that our finest

accomplishment lay in the fact that no one outside the room would ever really

appreciate our delicate touch. If things went as planned, we laughed, they would

never even realize we had been there.

One bottle from Steven’s extensive cellars led to another, and we spoke that day

at great length, in ways our work had never allowed. Working together had been a

great joy for both of us, I like to think, because Steven and I shared a sense of

focus which meant every working hour of those two months had been devoted solely

to the task at hand. I’m almost ashamed of the single-minded intensity that I

dedicate to my tasks, although I know no other fashion of approaching a problem,

but all too often the obsessive devotion I suffer in the course of a serious

project has cost me bitterly, both in my professional and personal relationships.

Yet with Steven, for once, it had been different. He was every bit as

concentrated as I had ever been. With a grin, I might even admit that he could

turn the flame a notch or two further than I. How could I not enjoy the company

of a man who not only appreciated my tendencies, but challenged me to demand more

of myself? As neglected as our subtle monument would be, I took great pride in

knowing that Steven understood. We raised another toast, and again, until the

sun slipped orange beyond the dark wooded acres of Steven’s estate.

Those two months, dedicated as they were to the definition and protection of the

intangible property rights of visual artists, taught me a great deal about a

subject I had really never paid any mind. I understood the vagaries of copyright

in the abstract, and had done the cursory rounds through several great galleries

during my travels, but before that summer, art remained a decorative item for me.

In fact, the work we did with the Foundation did much to increase my exposure

and augment my vocabulary, but Steven provided the catalyst which turned on the

light.

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Champagne had led to Chablis which led to a Chardonnay “we simply have to share”,

to a special unlabelled bottle from a tiny Swiss monastery to a very old bottle

of Scotch and the tenth hour of our celebration had warmed my spirits into a

pleasant sense of incautious confidence.

…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Sunday, November 23rd, 2008

I’m a freelance consultant in the area of computer software
development. Call me Al. I normally work for large
corporations on a contract basis for a few months per stint. I
recently moved to New York from the San Francisco area, and
since I was starting in a new city where I had no business
contacts, I was forced make use of contract placement
companies, also known as “headhunter agencies”. These are
middlemen who try to get contracts for people like me in return
for a cut of the money. They way this works is that after the
agency gets me a interview that results in a job, I sign up as
an employee of the agency, who then bills me out at a higher
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Friday, October 31st, 2008

she felt very turned-on. Sandra did not wait long before pushing
her face to Sally’s crotch. Then her tongue extended to brush
against the material of the panties. She began to lick steadily.
The panties started to pick up moisture from Sandra’s tongue.
Sally felt Sandra’s tongue working away and her pussy began to
dampen. It felt so good – the feel of the tongue through the light
cloth. And every couple of strokes, Sandra’s tongue would pass
above Sally’s clitoris and arouse her even more. It felt so good.
Sally allowed her hands to drop her skirt which then fell to
partially cover Sandra’s head . Sally then reached down to feel
Sandra’s thick golden-blonde hair – she loved running her hands
through it and holding it. Sandra was enjoying her task
considerable and was herself becoming aroused. The panties in
front of her were by now very wet and she could taste something
other than her own saliva when her aimed her licks lower – Sally’s
love juices were gradually adding their presence to the wetness
already there.

By this time Sally was in ecstasy – each lick of Sandra added to
her pleasure as Sandra now concentrated almost exclusively on her
clitoris. Sally stifled her desire to cry out in pleasure as she
let herself be carried away by the sensations – the panties
prevented the pressure on her clitoris becoming too intense and
the wetness of the material added to the eroticism. Sally realised
that she would soon reach her orgasm and wanting it badly, did
nothing to attempt to delay the inevitable. Sandra’s tongue was
ensuring that the climax would soon be reached, and as it finally
arrived, Sally tightened her grip on Sandra’s hair and thrust her
crotch at Sandra’s face.

– I’m coming…ahhhhhhh…

Sandra heard Sally’s moan and carried on with her licking making
sure to keep her tongue as near as possible to Sally’s clitoris
despite Sally’s involuntary thrusts of her pelvis as the waves of
pleasure swept over her. Sally lost herself in pleasure, her eyes
closed. As each wave rolled over her body, she enjoyed that
ultimate pleasure to which she knew no equal.

At last the waves died down and Sandra, attuned to what was
happening, allowed her licking to slow down and placed less
pressure at each stroke of her tongue. At last the orgasm was
over and as Sally opened her eyes, Sandra eased her licking until
she stopped completely. Sally once more held up her skirt to look
down to she the grinning and wet face of Sandra looking up at her.

– That was wonderful. Sally answered Sandra’s unspoken query.

In reply Sandra leaned forward once more to plant a single kiss
directly on Sally’s sodden panties.

– Yes, you seem to have wet your panties. Sandra mischievously
teased the older girl.

Suddenly a thought occurred to Sally – she was now aware of a
certain pressure which was making its presence known. At once she
knew how to deal with it.

– Well, perhaps they are not wet enough. Sally grinned at Sandra.
What do you think?

Sandra was slightly bemused by this question. Sally observed this.

– Watch. Sally’s eyes indicated that Sandra should look at Sally’s
panties. Sandra did so. There seemed to be nothing to see – just
the wet blue panties which clung to Sally’s pussy. If at all
possible they seemed to be even wetter than when Sandra had
finished licking.

– Have a taste. Sally ordered.

Sandra complied and once again moved her head nearer to allow her
tongue to lick at the most sodden part of Sally’s panties. At
once she knew that something was different – there was a somewhat
strange taste and the liquid was.warm! Sandra leant back and
looked up in amazement.

– You’re wetting yourself! Sandra exclaimed.

– Of course. Sally laughed at the shock on the face of Sandra.

Sandra looked back towards Sally’s panties and watched at the
wetness gradually increased until it could no longer be held by
the thin material and a small stream emerged from the lowest point
to dribble down onto Sandra’s bare knees which were left uncovered
by Sandra’s skirt. Sandra watched as the drops of the warm liquid
dropped onto her legs. Then the small stream dried until just a
couple of individual droplets joined the rest. Sandra looked up
once more to see Sally grinning broadly at her.

– What do you think? Sally asked, although she could see the
fascination quite plainly on Sandra’s face.

Sandra did not know what to say. In her confusion and with her
heart pounding inside her she leaned forward to allow her tongue
to taste Sally’s panties. The piss had totally saturated the
crotch of the panties and Sandra tasted its presence as she licked
a couple of times at the wet material. The slightly tangy taste
was not too bad she decided as she withdrew her tongue. She felt
very turned on indeed. Dimly she was aware of her own pussy – wet
from her love-juice. But now she concentrated on Sally’s piss
soaked panties. Sally watched as Sandra savoured the taste and
smiled in pleasure as she saw that Sandra intended to take another
taste. This time however instead of using her tongue to explore,
Sandra pressed her lips directly against Sally’s crotch and forced
some of the wet material just inside them. Then she sucked,
drawing the wetness straight into her mouth. By now she was almost
used to the flavour and actively enjoyed it. As that one small
patch lost its moisture, Sandra moved slightly lower seeking a
patch that still retained its full wetness. She then repeated her
sucking.

Sally overwhelmed by the sheer depravity of Sandra’s actions in
sucking the piss from her panties. It was unbelievably erotic!
Before she had carefully released only a small amount of piss.
Now, while Sandra’s face was pressed against her pudenda, Sally
relaxed her muscles to allow her piss to flow, not as a controlled
release, but as a strong and steady stream which immediately
filled her panties and burst against Sandra. Sandra suddenly
realised that Sally was pissing at that very moment – without a
moment’s thought she opened her mouth and pressed it open against
the panty material from which it was now pouring – again she
sucked. This time, however, instead of needed to draw pull the
liquid from the panty material, piss filled her mouth
automatically. When her mouth was full of the hot liquid Sandra
had to close her mouth and swallow the mouthful that she still
held. The rest of Sally’s piss continued to emerge, flowing over
Sandra’s face, around her chin and down the sides of her neck, then finding its way in streams under the collar of her shirt to
be soaked up by the cotton material. Another small flow escaped by
a different route and Sally felt it running down the inside of her
right leg.

As soon as Sandra had managed to swallow her first mouthful, she
opened her mouth to receive another. By now Sally had almost
finished and her rate of pissing was slowing down. Sandra realised
this and pressed harder against Sally, trying to collect as much
as she could. At last Sally finished pissing. Sandra then closed
her mouth and pulled her head to look up at Sally. Sally looked
down at Sandra and when she saw the wet condition of Sandra’s face
and the wet patches on the front her shirt, one of which covered a
breast on which the outline of a small hard nipple could be seen,
she was unable to resist moving one of her hands down to her wet
crotch in order to cup it – she was very, very excited. She
squeezed and felt the wetness there and began to masturbate,
rubbing her hand over her pussy and against her clitoris.

As she did this her eyes locked with Sandra’s. When Sandra saw
Sally watching, she opened her mouth with deliberate slowness to
reveal that there was still a pool of piss within. When Sally saw
this, her hand moved even faster as she rubbed herself, desperate
to come to orgasm for the second time. It was not long to wait in
her current state, especially when she saw Sandra close her mouth
to reveal a teasing smile. A few seconds later after a small
movement of Sandra’s throat, she reopened her mouth – this time it
was empty. Sally’s hand was moving frantically and now her climax
arrived. She carried on without slowing down as her whole body
shook in waves of pleasure, her eyes never leaving Sandra’s face
until it was finally over. In the meantime Sandra watched as her
companion again achieved orgasm, this time through her own
efforts. As she watched she was unable to resist putting one of
her own hands up her skirt to rub herself. Sally saw this as she
recovered and grinned.

Sandra then deliberately pulled back her blue skirt to reveal that
she was wearing no panties. Sally’s eyes fixed themselves on her
Sandra’s beautiful little pussy surmounted by a small, sparse
patch of blonde pussy hair. Sandra’s hand returned to its work –
she was now using a couple of fingers to rub in a circular motion
against her clitoris. Knowing that Sally was watching made her
want to demonstrate that she too could reach orgasm quickly and
efficiently on her own. She was also very, very randy. Her fingers
continued their motions rubbing just around her pleasure spot,
sending waves of pleasure through her body. It was not long before
these sensations turned into a climax of pure delight – she was
coming. Her fingers speeded up slightly and Sally watched intently
as Sandra suddenly stiffened giving a visible sign of what was
happening inside her. Her orgasm lasted a few seconds and as it
died away, Sandra slowed her fingers until they came to a
standstill and then looked directly at Sally with a satisfied grin
on her cheeky face.

Sally laughed and knelt down next to Sandra on the floor. She
leant forward to kiss her wet niece and their sets of lips came
together. Sally tasted her own piss on Sandra’s face and then
probed into Sandra’s mouth with her tongue. Her tongue encountered
Sandra’s and the two young girls looked into each other’s eyes as
their mouths locked in a passionate kiss.

–

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Friday, October 24th, 2008

approaching orgasm when she suddenly stopped teasing her swollen clit and
spread her pussy wide with both hands. I was admiring her beautiful pussy
now fully engorged and literally dripping with juice when a squirt of hot
pee hit me square in the face. In all the excitement of being tied up and
watching my chubby nurse masturbate, I had completely forgotten that it was
my sarcastic comment about watching her pee that begun this adventure.

After the initial shock of the first blast of pee, I watched with fascination
and lust as a beautiful golden stream of pee sprayed out of her hot hairy
pussy soaking my face and hair. I tried to position my head so that I could
catch the stream in my mouth, but her gyrating hips kept the stream of pee
criss crossing my face. I couldn’t believe that I actually wanted her to
pee in my mouth! ‘Want’ wasn’t the right word, I needed to taste her pee. I
was going crazy with lust! My cock was bobbing uncontrollably and my balls
ached. My mouth was wide open, my tongue extended catching all the hot pee
I could as the stream moved back and forth across my face. Finally, she
stopped her teasing and aimed the hot spray right into my mouth. I gulped
down a couple of mouthfuls before she finally stopped. Using the head of
the bed for support, she raised herself to her feet and positioned herself
so that she was standing over me straddling my crotch. Placing her hands on
her hips, she closed her eyes and let go another long stream of hot pee.
Since she was not holding her pussy open this time, instead of a solid
stream, pee sprayed all over. Some sprayed on my chest, but most of the
golden liquid dripped straight down on my cock and balls.

When her bladder was finally empty, she turned around to show me her great
big ass. She got down on all fours and slowly backed her butt into my face.
I attempted to lick her pussy, but she repositioned herself so that her tight
little asshole was pressed against my lips. I had never licked a women’s ass
before, and didn’t really know what I should do. I licked it, sucked it,
even tried to bury my tongue deep inside it. Apparently I was doing
something right as I could hear her moaning softly and she began to slowly
grind her pussy against my chest.

I could feel her hot breath on my cock and balls as I hungrily licked her
asshole. Occasionally I would feel her mouth or tongue on my inner thighs
or balls. At first I thought she was trying to tease me, but I soon realized
that she was lapping up any pee that remained on my crotch! She was careful
to avoid my cock as I think she knew that the slightest stimulation would
make me cum.

After several delicious minutes of ass licking, she tilted her ass slightly,
pulling her asshole from my lips. Without warning she let go a large fart
right in my face! The smell was like nothing I had ever experienced. It was
so intense I felt dizzy and I almost came! She lowered her asshole back to
my lips and I resumed my tonguing with even greater passion. Several times
she tilted her hips to position her asshole directly in front of my nose
to pass gas. Each time I would inhale deeply before resuming my tongue
worship of her ass. After what seemed like hours, she pulled her ass from
my face and repositioned it about a foot away from my face. Reaching back
with both hands she pulled her big ass cheeks wide apart to expose her hot
hairy pussy and the dark brown asshole I had been sucking so feverishly.
Once again I saw her tilt her hips slightly, and I watched her little brown
asshole began to open slightly. Too my surprise, no gas rushed out. For
a moment I was confused, but then I realized what was happening. She was
going to shit on me! Although I had done things tonight that I never thought
I would do (and loved them), this was just to much! Her asshole continued to
widen and I could begin to see the end of a large turd just inside the
opening. She continued to push and I saw the turd slowly begin to emerge
from her asshole. All of a sudden, she relaxed and the turd quickly slipped
back inside out-of-site. She repeated this several times, each time exposing
a little more of the turd. As she did this I found myself beginning to feel
that crazy lust build back up inside of me until I was actually craning my
neck and sticking out my tongue in an attempt to reach her shit! After
several more teases, she finally pushed several inches of firm brown shit
out of her ass. It hung from her asshole for a moment and then dropped to my
chest. The smell was, well, you can imagine!

She continued to push, until 2 more large firm turds lay steaming on my
chest. She had shit so close to my face that I was actually able to touch
the last turd with my tongue as it fell from her asshole and landed on my
chest. When she was all done, she said “please clean me up” and once again
backed her big ass into my face. As I feverishly licked and sucked her dirty
asshole, she squirmed excitedly on my chest. I could feel her wet pussy
smearing her warm shit all over my neck and chest. I could tell that she
was very near orgasm from the twitching of her thigh muscles. Just as she
began to moan, she grabbed my cock roughly in her hand and began to stroke
it. With only a few strokes of her hand I was convulsing beneath her.
I had my face buried so deep between her ass cheeks I couldn’t even breath.
I literally went out of my mind! The intensity of my orgasm was like nothing
I had experienced before or since. I think she orgasmed too, but I was so
absorbed in the intensity of my own orgasm, that I couldn’t tell. She
continued to pump my cock until I finally relaxed and let my tongue slip
from her gaping asshole. We laid there in a smelly heap for several
minutes before she finally crawled off me. She had shit smeared on her
stomach and in her pubic hair as well as a big gob of my cum in her hair.
I must have been quite a sight too because she looked down at me, made a
face and said “yuk, what a mess!”. Grabbing some tissues from the head of
the bed she scooped up most of the shit laying on my neck and chest and
then rushed out of the room. She returned in a couple of minutes wearing
a bathrobe and carrying a pan of soapy water and a towel. Sitting beside me
on the bed, she gave me quick but efficient sponge bath. I made no attempts
at conversation as I still hadn’t regained my composure from the intensity
of my orgasm.

When my sponge bath was complete, she untied my hands and feet and handed
me my clothes. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she said “sorry to poop
and run, but I’ve got to hop in the shower. I’m already late for a dinner
date with friends. Could you be a dear and let yourself out?”. Still a bit
dazed I nodded in agreement, and she disappeared through the bedroom door.
After I got dressed, I heard the shower running in the bathroom, so as
requested, I let myself out. As I made the long walk back to the dorm, I
tried to sort out everything that had happened. I couldn’t believe all the
sick things I had done, yet I had loved every minute of it! This was
definitely the most exciting sexual experience I had ever had and I hadn’t
kissed her or even seen her breasts. Hell, I never even asked her her name!

When I got back to the dorm, I took a long hot shower, trying to get
rid of the smell, but no matter how much I scrubbed, it seemed to linger.
It was several days before I got over the shock of what I had done. I kept
thinking that you just don’t do those types of things and enjoy them.

The semester ended and I went home for the summer. My initial feelings of
shock and disgust gradually gave way to lust and the first day of my junior
year I went back to her apartment. Sweaty with anticipation I knocked on the
apartment door. Much to my dismay, I was met at the door by an oriental grad
student. He politely told me that he had moved in over the summer and had
never met the previous tenant.

For the last fifteen years now, I have been watching for her on the street,
in bars and shopping malls. But even if I never see her again, I will never
ever forget the afternoon I spent with my naughty nurse.

–

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Wednesday, October 8th, 2008

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I am a avid lawnworker, and late the other night I was outside and
had been eyeing my sexy neighbor, and I heard her car drive up,
so I stood in the yard between our houses in a dark spot and watched
to see if her window would soon light up, you see the house is rented
and the curtains don’t fit well, so I’ve got a good show if I time
it right…

Well the light came on, and I was right. It was Shannon (the girl)
and she came into the bedroom. There was about a 6 inch
gap in the curtain, so I had no problem seeing her. She had
several bags in her hands, and it appeared she had been shopping.
She threw all the bags on the bed and walked into the bathroom. I can
see it from the end of the window, so I went to the end of the window and
looked into her bathroom in just enough time to see her pulling her
pants and panties down to her knees as she sat on the toilet. She sat
there for a few minutes, she looked down at her pussy a couple of
times, and then got some paper and whipped. She stood up and pulled
her panties up but stepped out of her jeans. She walked back towards
me at the window, and leaned over the bed an grabbed one of the bags.
She had several bags of new clothes, and I figured out that she was
probably going to try them on again, now that she could take her time.
I was right.. she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it off, and she was
wearing a white lace bra. She has pretty large breasts and the bra was
really full. She undid her bra and threw it on her dresser. Her breasts
drooped, but the nipple still pointed up. The dark part of the nipple
is large, about the size of a half dollar. There she stood, sholder
length blonde hair, thin, larg er than normal breasts that both had a
hard nipple, and nothing but sheer white panties. She pulled a
dress out of a bag and pulled it on.. buttoned it up, it was ok.. but
I was really wanting her to take it back off.. she hung each new piece
of clothing in the closet after she tried it on, and then she opened a
smaller bag and took out a new bra and some panties. She folded the bra
and put all but one of the pairs of panties in her drawers. She then
did exactly as I had hoped.. first of all she went and stood and looked
at her almost naked self in the mirror. She cupped her breasts so she
could admire their weight. She rolled her nipples inbetween her thumb
and index finger, her nipples became harder and stuck out farther,
almost the length of the last joint on your little finger. She then
slid her right hand down into her panties, and just kinda
stroke/scratched. After a few minutes she slid her panties down just
enuff to see her pussy and then she scratched and stroked some more.
She didn’t seem to be trying to “get off” she was just enjoying the
feeling, and I was enjoying the show. After a few minutes, she bent all
the way over and slid her panties all the way down her legs. Her breasts
looked so good hanging straight down as she stepped out of her panties.
Now she stood in front of me TOTALLY NUDE. I had a throbing problem in
my pants, so I slipped my hand down the front of my shorts and inside my
briefs, and I stroked the head as I continued to watch. She turned a
little away from me and bent over and put the new panties on, but as she
was bent over, I could see her pussy lips from the back, I could see her
tush, her small hole, and her pussy lips covered with the light brown
hair, I almost creamed, and I unzipped my pants and thought what the
heck, pulled my cock out where I could really rub it and I continued
watching her. She pulled her panties up and stood admiring herself,
again stroking her nipples and then reaching down she stroked her
pussy on top of her panties.. she stroked harder on top of the sheer
white fabric.. then she pulled the material to the side and I again
could see her curls. She used her other hand and gently started
strokin her crack… then she pulled her panties down just as before,
just below her pussy and stroked a little harder… she looked at the
mirror and then down at her crotch and then back at the mirror.. the
windows were shut but I think she was probably moaning slightly…
her mouth hung open and she was not thinking about anyone or
anything… she couldn’t ignore that sensitive spot between her legs.
I continued rubbing my cock, but I had even had to stop a few times,
I was afraid I would cum too early.. she walked backwards till she
could sit on the bed and then she scooted back on the bed and put her
feet up on the bed too.. her legs were spread and her knees were
wide spread, and her panties were halfway down her thighs.
She couldn’t see the mirror now so she just looked at her crotch
as she started stroking harder and harder.. faster and faster..
every once in a while she would get some juice from her hole and
spread it up.. and then she would concentrate on her clit again..
it appeared to be very sensitive.. and I was too.. I noticed her
breathing starting to be like she had run a long time, almost
panting, and I saw some sweat starting to form across her slick
stomach.. I knew she was about to cum.. and I didn’t want to be
too late, so I stroked harder and I felt my cum start.. it felt
great.. I was grunting and jerking my hand up and down.. and
shooting a big load of white cum on the side of her house and a
little got on the window.. she continued for a few more minutes and
then she slammed her knees together and pushed her thighs together
and I could hardly see her pussy but her fingers were still stroking
up and down and the best I could tell she had started cumming..
she thrust her hips into the air, and after about 10 thrusts.. she
slowly came down.. she laid there about 2 or 3 minutes..
resting.. then she pulled on a night shirt, pulled her panties back up..
washed her hands and went down the hall to the living room.. her husband
wasn’t home, and I could see the tv come on…
it was WILD…. she looked great enjoying herself.. I will let
you know if I see anything else.. only here on RUSTY and EDIE’s.

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Sunday, October 5th, 2008

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Night Nurse

My most unusual and erotic sexual experience occurred several years ago near
the end of my sophomore year in college. I had just finished an afternoon
exam and thought I would stop by a campus bar for a few beers on my way home.
The bar I stopped at was a grad student hangout, but was also occasionally
frequented by locals. I liked the place because of the diverse crowd and
because they had the cheapest beer on campus.

When I walked in I was startled at how busy the place was at four in the
afternoon. Every table had someone sitting at it! This really wasn’t a
problem since each table was very long with benches on each side leaving
me several seating possibilities. I got a beer at the bar and positioned
myself at the end of a table near the back of the bar. Sitting at the
other end of the table were several women in nurses uniforms. From
the the smattering of conversation I heard over the sound of the juke box,
I gathered that they had just finished an unusually rough shift at the local
hospital. They must have been there a while because there were several empty
pitchers on the table.

I was busy working on my second beer and attempting to think of some way to
introduce myself when they all got up to leave. All of them that is, but
the nurse at the far end of the table. She still had a full beer and I heard
her tell her friends that she would stick around to finish it before she
headed home. To be honest, I don’t think I even noticed her before her
friends got up to leave. She was older than the others, probably early
thirties and a little over weight. Her hair was bleach blond with about an
inch of dark roots showing. Her eyebrows had been over plucked and she
used lots of blue eye shadow which even back then seemed out-of-style. I
guess you would say she wasn’t much of a catch, but I remember thinking at
the time that there was a certain sleaziness about her looks which really
turned me on.

Figuring I had nothing to lose, I slid down to her end of the table. I
introduced myself and launched into my usual patter about the weather and
local sports teams. She was obviously bored, but she politely sipped
her beer and listened to my monologue. When her beer was empty, she said
that she needed to go pee. Without thinking I blurted out “can I watch?”.
To this day, I’m not sure why I say it. Maybe I was trying to be sarcastic
since I figured she was using the bathroom as an excuse to slip out the
back door. In any case, I never expected her reaction. She sat back down,
leaned forward, looked me straight in the eyes and said “really?”. The
intensity of her stare and the seriousness in her tone took me completely
by surprise. I didn’t know what to say. I sat there for what felt like an
eternity before I finally choked out “sure”. She stood up, extended her
hand and said “Well then, lets go.”.

This was the first time I had seen her standing. Although I had noticed that
she was on the plump side, I hadn’t expected her to have such a heavy bottom.
Her white nursing slacks were tight against her large round ass. Her tight
slacks and small breasts may have helped make her ass and thighs seem
disproportionately large, but there was just no denying it, this woman had
a big butt! I just sat there staring at her, trying to figure out what I
was getting into. Finally she said “are you coming or not?”. Still dazed, I
got up and took her hand. She lead me toward the back of the bar to the rear
exit which led into an alley behind the bar. I asked her where we were
going, and she replied that she had an apartment just around the corner.
Still holding her hand we walked down the alley together. When I finally
had regained enough composure to ask just what she had planned for me, she
just said “Shhh, just enjoy the moment. I’ll take care of everything.”. We
walked the rest of the way in silence.

When we got to her apartment, she lead me straight to the bedroom. She told
me very matter-of-factly to take off my clothes and lay on the bed. As I
undressed, she stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips and watched.
When I pulled my jockey shorts off to reveal my rock hard erection, I saw her
smile for the very first time. Without a word, she gestured for me to lie
down on the bed. After I did so, she reached behind my head and pulled
out two dark strips of material from beneath the mattress and began to tie
the end of one to my wrist. I must have had panic written all over my face
as she stopped immediately and said “Don’t worry, they’re just silk ties.
I’ll tie them loose so you can get free if you really want to.”. I nodded my
head sheepishly and she continued to tie my wrists. She then pulled the ends
of two more ties from under the end of the mattress and tied my ankles. She
tucked two pillows under the back of my head so that my head was angled so
that I could see the foot of the bed. I gently tested my restraints and
found that although loose as promised, my movement was limited to swaying
slightly from side to side.

Once my “host” felt I was properly positioned, she went to the foot of the
bed and began to slowly undress. She began by unbuttoning her blouse to
reveal a white lace bra. Next she pulled down her slacks, all the while,
staring me straight in the eyes. Next she turned and slowly bent over,
showing me her big ass which was barely covered by her white cotton panties.
She slowing began to pull them down to reveal her huge pillowy ass cheeks.
Turning, she caught me licking my lips and said “like what you see so far?”.
I just nodded and gave her my best lecherous grin. All she said was “good”
as she climbed onto the bed. Straddling my chest, her pussy was only
a foot from my face. It was covered with a thick thatch of brown hair which
started as a little trickle of hair at the navel and grew into a dark
triangle which disappeared between her meaty thighs. Very slowly and
deliberately, she began to play with her pussy. At first just by running
her fingers through the hair. Gradually, her fingers began to probe between
her plump pussy lips. As she spread them, I could see her prominent pink
labia and the bud of her swollen clitoris. I was mesmerized by the sight
and the smell. My cock was aching as I drooled over the beautiful pussy
that was being fingered just inches from my face. She seemed to be
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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Working jj txt part4

Sunday, September 21st, 2008

enmeshed, and for a moment I stayed still, feeling her muscles

twitching and clenching around my cock.

Then she started to move, slowly, up and down in longer

and longer strokes that had us both almost in tears with

ecstasy. She tongued my neck and ear, and bit my earlobe as she

worked me over, pistoning smoothly and steadily up and down on

me. I rolled my hips around and around, trying to enhance her

pleasure as her talented pussy almost sucked me off, churning

and pumping juicily. Our crotches were soaked with our mixed

juices as she worked me over.

She moaned gutterally in my ear and I felt her cunt

squeezing me. I knew she was almost there and I lifted up on my

toes to ram into her a bit harder. Her moan changed to a soft

squeal as she plunged down on me and her body shook and

shuddered as she started to come.

“Give it to me!” she groaned, “Cum in me, you stud.”

Knowing that she wanted it was the last straw for me,

and I was overcome with waves of pleasure as my muscles

involuntarily began pumping hot cum into her. My brain was

awash with fantastic sensations as I humped into her, and her

rhythmically clenching cunt drove me wild with pure sex.

We jerked and lurched together, almost falling over in

the small dimly lit closet. I lowered my face to tongue her

breasts in a frenzy as she milked me with her crotch. Her hair

in disarray, her head, thrown back in revery, was framed against

the bare lightbulb’s light, and I delivered her one of the great

cums of my life there in the middle of the workday.

Finally I began to fade a bit. We were both flushed and

covered with sweat as she again grinned at me and lifted herself

slowly off of me. My drenched and slippery cock pulled from her

cunt with a wet sound and we both groaned with sensation at the

same instant.

“Oh you beautiful stud.” She murmured breathily. “That

was truly incredible. I knew you had it in you, and I’m so glad

I got it out of you.”

I shook my head, trying to clear it, feeling the juice

running down my legs as I took a short step back. “You are one

incredible lady.” I gasped. “Thank you so-o-o much. That was

one fantastic fuck and I will remember it forever.”

Julie sat weakly down on the stool, her breasts shining

with sweat, still gasping with excitement. “You deserve a

reward!” she proclaimed as she again grasped my cock and guided

it to her face.

I was speechless as she rubbed it on her cheeks and

neck, looking up to judge my pleasured reaction. I placed my

hands on her shoulders again to steady myself and she grinned

and extended her tongue to lick a drop of cum from the head of

my prick. It jumped in response and her smile widened.

Then she closed her eyes and smoothly engulfed its

length until her nose was buried in my crotch hair. I felt her

…End of the part4. To be continued..

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Fetish immobile txt

Monday, September 8th, 2008

Archive-author: Sherri Miller As told to Bruce Powell
Archive-title: Immobility

I woke up and then looked around the room to get myself
oriented. Sunlight streamed through the curtains and lit a strip of
the bed coverings. I reached over and hit the top button on the
strip that was installed on my bed. This button would tell the
kitchen staff that I was awake. I could smell baking cinnamon rolls
and my mouth had begun to water.

I stretch my arms and wiggle my toes, just about all of my
mobility at once. I punch the button that will bring my schedule and
menu for the day up on the computer screen hung over my bed. My
tummy rumbles at the thought of pigs-in-a-blanket and biscuits with
gravy for breakfast. I notice that today I will be taken from bed
to the spa where I will float in my hot tub for three hours before
my massage. I turn off the screen.

As I brush my blonde hair out of my face I notice (not for the
first time) that my upper arms is as big as the pillow that I lean
against. I smile at the fact that even my lower arms are bigger
than most women’s hips. My tummy rumbles again so I begin to run my
fat hands over the rolls and bulges that rise 4 feet off of the bed.

As I lay there waiting for one of the kitchen staff to bring me
my breakfast I think back to how I got here. It was seven years a
go that I met Bob, my husband. I was a senior in college studying
Nursing. I met him at a party and immediately fell hard. It took
three weeks for me to get a date with him. I thought it was because
of my weight. At the time I carried 135 pounds on my 5′1″ frame.
While most people called me chubby, I thought of myself a fat. A
fatso in a thin world. I went on a crash diet while waiting for our
date. Finally, I asked him out. He then told me that he was
waiting for the right time to ask me out, I flipped.

He took me out to an Italian place. I was starving, due to my
dieting. Normally I could resist most foods in public. It was in
private that my insatiable appetite would get me into trouble. I
had been struggling for the last three years to maintain my weight.
As a result I had only put on around 20 pounds in the last four
years. But that night I couldn’t help myself. I ordered Lasanga,
one of my favorites. When the meal came my eyes bugged out over the
size of the portion, it was huge! But after two hours I managed to
finish it. I felt like such a pig! I thought at that moment that
Bob would be revolted and never want to see me again.

Strangely, he drove me around and then parked in the shadows of
my dorm. Dredging up the courage I leaned over and kissed him,
hoping not to be rejected. His response surprised me. I about came
as his tongue probed my mouth. His right hand caressed my
overstuffed belly. Instinctively, I reached out to remove it. But
he move my hand away and continued to stroke by bulging belly. I
found it to be very erotic.

On our next date he took me to a French place. Good food, with
lots of cream sauces and the like. This time he ordered for me.
Again the portion was very large. After dinner he took me to a pie
house not far from the college. I had a double helping of apple pie
ala mode. As he took me back to the dorms I was so stuffed that I
was almost in pain. This time I took him to my room, my roommate
was out of town. We spent the rest of the night making slow
passionate love. I began to figure out that Bob liked me to eat.
And was beginning to see that he liked me fat.

We were married two weeks after graduation. I had put on
another twenty pounds and my mother was telling me how chubby I had
gotten. She told me that 150 pounds was too much to weigh for
somebody as short as I was. Well I didn’t tell her the promise that
I had made to Bob. I promised that as long as we were married I
would never diet and that I would eat everything put in front of me.

Our honeymoon was a constant feast for me. We spent it in San
Francisco. I think we hit every restaurant in the town. I ate so
much that by the end of the two weeks I couldn’t fit into most of my
clothes. But that was only the beginning. We set up housekeeping
in this house and I have never regretted it. I spent most of the
early months getting used to my new routine. I would wake up in the
morning to a huge breakfast left by Bob as he went to work. After
breakfast I would get up shower, and move to the front room. There
I would constantly snack until Bob returned from work around 5:00
PM. Bob would then treat me to a huge dinner and late night
snacking. Needless to say I began to gain at an alarming rate.

By Christmas I was over 200 pounds and still climbing. I was
distressed to see my new figure in the mirror and the one one the
scale. I had been brainwashed by 22 years of “thin thinking”. But
I was also deliriously happy. I loved Bob, and he loved me. With
every pound I put on it seemed that he was more in love with me.
Around our first Christmas it began to dawn on me that I liked being
fat. I love to eat and the added fat did not detract from our
lovemaking. On the contrary, it added to it.

I began to fantasize about enormous meals with me being so fat
that I need help eating. And I did my best to make these dreams
come true. By our first anniversary I weighed just under 300 pounds
and was loving it. I would eat just to gain “a few more pounds”.
In doing so I would force myself to devour that last bite of
cheesecake, or that last spoon of custard. Most nights I would lay
in bed stuffed beyond all reason, eyes glazed over and breathing
heavy due to the pressure in my round tummy. It was then that Bob
would make love to me for hours.

Time passed and I got fatter. Boy, did I get fatter. By our
second anniversary I was over 500 pounds and I was beginning to have
to revise my lifestyle. Stairs were becoming something that I
avoided like the plague. Also, it was becoming harder for me to
spend hours at the stove to continuously feed my gluttonous belly.

It was near our third Christmas that Bob brought home a slightly
chubby redhead. I remember thinking that it was over. I had
finally gotten too fat that that this redhead was his new lover. I
was laying in bed, just after eating three dozen chocolate covered
doughnut and drinking a gallon of chocolate milk. I was so stuffed
that I couldn’t sit up to slap her face. In fact, I was so stuffed
that I could hardly talk. I remember being so hurt and mad that I
almost missed his words.

“Linda, this is my gorgeous wife, Sherri. Sherri, this is
Linda, who is going to help out around here. Her biggest duty is to
keep you full.” The relief flooding over me was almost too much. I
felt like the Queen of the World.

Linda and I soon became very good friends. Every morning she
would wake me up to a mountainous breakfast. After breakfast I
would go for a short swim and then have a snack. By the time Bob
returned from the office I was usually so stuffed that dinner was a
challenge.

But my lifestyle began to rub off on Linda. Soon her clothes
were too tight and then I noticed a second chin forming. By summer
she had become a glutton herself. We would lay around the pool and
gorge ourselves on sweets and other things. By Labor day Bob had to
hire another cook. Linda had reached the 350 pound mark and was
getting to like laying around and gorging herself. In 18 months
Linda gained over 250 pounds and found herself a feeder for her
own. She made a lovely 500 pound bride and the last time I saw her
she was over 700 and becoming too big to move.

About the time that Linda waddled down the aisle I was rapidly
becoming to large to move. or the last few months I was able to get
out of bed only with help. Once on my feet I could walk just about
the length of the house. This exertion would leave me breathless
and exhausted. Unlike, around 550 pounds, when I met the milestone
of having my belly touch the floor while seated, the thought of
immobility scared me. I didn’t like the idea of becoming totally
dependent on others. But on the other hand the thought of being
totally incompasitated by my appetite was a erotic turn on.

I soon found that I had little choice in the matter. Around our
fourth Christmas I slowly became an immobile mountain of flesh. Not
only was I still gaining the fact that my exercise was severely
reduced caused an acceleration in my growth. Soon, Bob had designed
a whole group of special appliances that were designed to help me
get around.

I continued to grow. Bob redesigned the house for me. Extra
large doors, special design bed and a 20 foot is diameter jaccuzi.
I continued to do aqua-robics and tried to maintain my heart in good
condition. I continued to grow.

Just last week Bob’s latest invention allowed me to get
upright. Most of my massive weight was supported by a hoist-like
device. Once on my feet, for the first time in almost two years, I
was amazed at the fact that not only did my belly reach the floor,
it flowed over it for a few feet in front of me. Bob had taped four
36″ tape measures together to measure me, but it was too small.
While he could measure my thighs by reaching under the expanse of my
flowing belly. I was overjoyed to know that they measured over 93″
around each.

I see the door opening and one of the newer kitchen girls
pushing two large carts in. My mouth beings to water at the thought
of her feeding me this portion of my breakfast. Of course, I will
help but my 73″ upper arms makes it almost too hard to do. A
shudder passes through my 3/4 of a ton body. I wonder what the next
few years will bring.

–

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Fetish herwind txt part3

Sunday, September 7th, 2008

it started to open and fall away. I closed my eyes and imagined
that it was my wonderful neighbor’s hands that were moving under
my robe. I could feel myself becoming excited and slowly moved
one hand from my breast down to my stomach. As I stroked myself
I could feel a familar wetness start again between my legs.

I was determined to put on a good show for my man next door.
I moved a hand between my lips and let it play over my pubic
hair. I opened my legs slightly but kept my pussy blocked from
his view with my hand. I was sure he could tell I was fingering
myself. I slid a finger inside and felt the juicing starting to
flow. Slowly I pulled it out and brought it to my lips. My
tongue played over it and I sucked my finger into my mouth. I
could taste my wetness and it made me even more excited.

I continued fingering my pussy and stroking my tits for
several minutes. I was getting very excited just thinking about
the man who was watching in the dark next door. A small orgasm
shot through me as I imagined his fingers penetrating the lips of
my pussy. I pulled my legs up on the bed and lay back against
the headboard of the bed.

My robe had now fallen completely off of my shoulders and
was crumpled underneath me. I slowly pulled the baby doll off
and was now laying completely naked. I moved over on my side so
that was in the same position that I had watched my neighbor in.
I was on my side, with my ass open to the window for him to see.
I reached over to the table beside my bed and reached into the
drawer to pull out a vibrator that I kept there. I kept the
vibrator out of my neighbors sight. With my back still towards
the window, I played the vibrator over my nipples and breasts.
The vibrations caused little ripples of pleasure to flow through
me and made my nipples even harder.

I moved the vibrator down between my legs and let it slide
over my clit. I jumped in shock as the tip touched me, I was
getting very turned again and my pussy lips were opening as the
pleasure started to build.

I was ready to include my neighbor in the next part of my
act so I moved over to my back and slid across the bed till I was
closer to the window. I brought the vibrator up so that it was
in full view, then brought the tip down to rest right on my clit.

I massaged my pussy with the vibrator for several minutes without
actually penetrating it. I dangled a leg off the side of the bed
for a more tantalizing view and continued to pleasure myself with
the vibrator. My breast were heaving as another orgasm was
building within me but I was determined to finish the drama I had
started.

I pulled the vibrator from my clit and slid my legs off the
bed until I was sitting directly in front of the window in
complete view of my neighbor. Then I reached over to the table
and pulled out a tube of KY jelly. Making a big show of it, I
covered the vibrator completely with the KY, then I rubbed what
was left on my fingers into the lips of my pussy. My legs were
spreading wider and I was completely exposed.

I slowly lay back on the bed and opened my legs even wider.
My pussy was wet and open now and I placed the vibrator right at
the entrance to my cunt. My breathing was becoming labored and I
was dying to cum but I slowly pushed the vibrator until it forced
open my pussy. The vibrator was sending waves of pleasure
through my but I kept it from penetrating me. Then inch by inch,

I pushed it in till it filled me completely, stretching the lips
of my cunt and making me tremble in pleasure. I pulled it all
the way out until just the tip remained inside me and then I
shoved it all the way inside in one hard thrust. I started to
fuck my pussy wildly with the vibrator, moving my hips in rhythm
with each stroke. I was thrashing about the bed now violently
as my orgasm was buildng to a tremendous level. The combination
of the vibrator, and the thought of the man next door with a
perfect view of my wickedly spread legs brought me to a
wonderful, totally earthshaking orgasm. I arched my back toward
the window, just as my neighbor had done earlier, as my body
shook in pleasure.

After it was over I fell back on the bed, with my legs still
spread toward the window. The vibrator was still embedded deep
inside my pussy and juice was dripping onto the bed. I had never
felt to totally nasty and wicked. I felt like I could hardly
move and it took a concentrated effort to rise up on my elbows
and reach over to turn out the light.
After I clicked the light off I fell back on my side and
looked toward the dark window next door. Several seconds passed
in silence as I recovered and watched the window. I was sure
that he had been watching but I couldn’t tell in the darkness.

Just as I was about to lay back and go to sleep a light
flared. My neighbor had struck a match to light a cigarette he
had been there after all. In the light of the match I could see
him clearly, sitting in a chair in front of the window. As he
held the match out to blow it out, the light extended down his
body and I could make out his cock, still semi-hard, and still
covered with come. It was glistening in the light just as my wet
pussy had glistened before. He brought the match up to his lips
and blew it out. The room dropped back into darkness and I could
see no more movement.

I could feel the vibrator start to fall from my pussy. It
slowly slid out, still sticky from the KY and from my pussy
juices. I didn’t have the strength to put it away. I just lay
my head back on my pillow and fell asleep dreaming about my new
neighbor, and all the fun we were going have.

–

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Working dickie txt part2

Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008

Real Estate Office. If it wouldn’t be too inconvenient I’d like to drop by and

take a look at the store and the operation so I can discuss it with my client.”

Actually there was a lot more that I wanted to take a look at but that would

come soon enough.

“Hi Dickie!” There semed to be a hint of excitement in her voice. “You

couldn’t have picked a better time. The store doesn,t open for another hour

and a half today and it will give me a chance to give you the Cook’s Tour. When

can I expect you?”, she said.

“Give me about fifteen minutes.” I replied, knowing full well that I could

be there in half that time…and intended to be.

“OK. I’ll be waiting to let you in.”

We hung up and I went into the bathroom to check myself out. Quite

satisfied that what I saw in the mirror was as good as it was going to get I

walked out to my car and headed for her store. When I got there and approached

the door I saw her standing inside back by one of the machines. She looked even

more fuckable today than she did yesterday. I tried the door and realized it was

locked so I rapped on the glass with my ring. She heard and came to the door to

let me in. As she approached the door I could see a big smile on her face and

decided that this could be good.

“Come in.” she said as she held the door for me to walk past her.

“Thanks…” I said, getting a whiff of her perfume as I walked in the door.

“…now your sure I’m not taking you away from anything?”

“Not at all, in fact I was hoping you’d call. I really wanted to show off

what I have to offer.” There was a noticable twinkle in her eye.

She locked the door and invited me to come into her office at the back of

store.

“It’s kind of like a home away from home.” she said.

“You see, the store is open from 11:00 am to 10:00 pm and I usually have to

stay late to finish up at night.”

“Those are long hours.” I said. “does it pay off?”

“Yes I guess it does.” she responded. “You see this is my husband’s and my

business, but he works as a manager for a restaurant in Parsippany and when

he gets home at about 5:00 at night he’s too tired to come and help.”

I sensed a note of sarcasm in her voice and decided not to press the issue. She

went on anyway and in about fifteen minutes I had a capsulated history of their

marriage and what was wrong with it.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “I guess I get lonely. There’s really noone here to

carry on a normal conversation with most of the time.”

Not being one to mince words I just asked her outright. “Why don’t you find

a lover? Seems to me that might make you feel like a person again. You really

are quite sexy and attractive.”

She looked at me as if I had just plunged a knife into her heart and in a

matter of fact voice said, “Well, you tell me, would you fuck me.”

“Baby,” I replied “Only an asshole or a eunoch would say no to that.”

I stood up and moved around the desk. Taking her in my arms a kissing her full

on the lips.

“This isn’t right,” she said pulling away from me. “I don’t even know you

and I’m acting like a whore in front of you.”

“No,” I said, trying to soften the blow of what I had just done. “You just

need a man and all that goes along with him.”

…End of the part2. To be continued..

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Working desire1 txt part5

Sunday, August 31st, 2008

around her tiny waist. Shock registered on his face as he saw the amount

of cum that was already there. She was dripping wet! It looked as if she had

already cum over and over again. He licked the outside of her wet panties

and smiled as he felt her jerk. He slowly slid his hands around her nylon-

covered legs and tightened his grip. With that, he lowered his face into her

wetness and began to work at her with his wet tounge. She thrashed around

and began to wimper at the swirling of his tounge. He slowly sucked her swollen

clit up into his mouth, and her excitement made him hard as a rock. She tasted

good in his mouth, and he buried his whole face in her wet pussy. Her coarse

pubic hairs felt good on his face as he licked harder, becoming more forceful.

Her hands suddenly grasped the back of his head and started rhythmically

grinding her hips into his face. She screamed as her orgasm rocked through her

body and began fiercely and savagly slamming Mikes face in her swollen

wet hole. The amount of cum was stagering, as it dripped off his face and

covered him. He soon felt her body go limp, and drew his face away from her,

watching a thick and long strand of cum reach from his chin to her pussy.

The fire was just rising inside of Ella as she felt his wet and warm

tounge glide ofer her mound. She wanted him to just fuck her with his tounge

because it felt so good. It felt like no other to her, and she didn’t want him

to stop. She never wanted him to stop. She grasped the back of his head running

her fingers through his hair and forcibly shoved his face into her dripping

snatch. God how she loved it. His muscular face and dark eyes working its way

into her. His tounge felt so good inside of her, and she began to fel her

orgasm well up inside of her. She arched her body to the feel of the sex and

slammed his face into her. The orgasm ripped through her leaving her exhausted,

but in thinking of his huge cock thrusting inside of her, she regained energy.

“Fuck me!” She said as she changed positions on the couch. “I don;t

care how big it is. Force it inside of me. Make me hurt. Just fuckin take me!”

She screamed as she cluched the back of the leather couch in wait.

He watched as she spread out before him on the couch. He looked down

at her jet-black heels jutting out from the couch, and up her smooth long legs

to her flawless back and shoulders. He straddled her from behind and took a

firm grip on her shoulders. His long thick cock was pulsating and was hard

as a rock. He slowly brought it up under her, and then with a fierce thrusting

motion, buried it inside of her. He was me with huge spasms as his manhood

filled Ella beyond her wildest dreams. He closed his eyes and let the

sensation of her tight pussy gripping his cock take him away. She dialated

her pussy around his prick, and moved with him to the motions. He began

to thrust it in and out, letting the warm pocket take all of him in.

It felt so good that he never wanted to cum, but he soon began to feel as if

that was inevitable. The warmness that surrounded him took him away as he

began to thrust harder and harder, deeper and deeper. He was smashing her

into the back of the couch with his hard thrusts, and that muffled her screams

of passion. He grabbed her garter straps, and began to pull her into his fuck

as he felt the screaming orgasm well up inside of him. Soon, he knew that he

had to come, so with a strong pump, his load exploded out of him, and shot deep

within her dark confines. She kept grinding her hips back into him, and soon

the sensitive head made him back out of her. As soon as he was out, she slumped

down on the couch, tired from the continuous orgasms that had assulted her

body.

‘Holy Shit!’ She thought as he rammed his thick dick inside of her. It

filled her up to the point of agony. She had never has something so big inside

of her. It stretched her out and the sliding motions made it feel like a red

hot poker sliding in and out of her cunt. It was almost painfull, but she

closed her eyes and turned the pain into intense pleasure. She cryed out as she

felt him pumping against her back. She gripped the couch tightly, and began to

pump her hips into his fuck, trying as hard as she could to get him as deep as

she could inside of her. He smashed her face into the supple leather couch, and

she gasped as she felt him grow even bigger as his orgasm was welling up. She

screamed out as her own orgasm began to flutter, and as she felt the hot cum

splash up inside of her cunt, she let loose and shuddered as an electrifying

orgasm ripped through her body leaving her breathless. Cum was dripping out of

her snatch, and she reached down and rubbed the slimy substance into her,

sliding a long finger inside of her. She then slumped down against the couch

and rested, and he fell on top of her, breathing heavily.

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Thursday, August 14th, 2008

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Friday, August 8th, 2008

DENTISTS CHAIR Chapter 2 Modelling Cheryl part16 Then he stuck his still hard cock into her mouth, closing it slightly so that he could slide in and out of her mouth. Occasionally, he could feel her tongue running along the sides of his cock. She would even suck slightly as if she were sucking a lollipop. He gyrated his waist so that he began fucking Cheryl’s mouth. Her soft tongue and warm mouth brought his already swelling cock to an almost unbearable climax. He felt his cock spasm three, four, then five times. He watched as the sides of her mouth leaked with his fluid. He pulled out quickly to make sure that she wouldn’t choke. Oddly enough, she didn’t choke. She didn’t even gag. Dr. …End of the part16. To be continued..