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His pleasure being measured by the inches and placid expression on his face.

He nodded, accepting the chastisement. "It's a new thing," he murmured. His eyes rose up to meet mine. "You were the first." Electricity shot to my toes as I fell into the dark brown depths of his eyes. For that moment he wasn't looking at me like I was a little kid with pigtails anymore. He was looking at a woman.

"You mean like swapping and stuff?" asked Di.

"Yes."

I've found the kid â€“ he's out on the roof. Doing some kind of exercise like tai chi â€“ arms akimbo, legs bent. Centering himself, or some such shit. He's wearing just his CK boxers and a vest â€“ oh, and did I mention the half smile of self-satisfaction on his lips?

"I want a woman who is willing to invest something other than her mind in roleplay"

I think the not knowing what he is thinking or what he is going to do is the worse part.

The waking part of Nita's mind filtered through the envelope of rising pleasure. Her mind asked 'What if the neighbors see?'

"Mac's not inâ€¦he's gone to London." I mumbled.

"You want it, don't you babe? You want some of this black cock in that honey hole, don't you?" He locked a hand into her hair, feeling the silky smoothness in his rough hand, forcing her to look deep into his lustful gaze.

His hopes with either woman were so theoretical that he hadn't even decided which one of them he wanted more. Not that Trevor wasn't a good-looking guyâ€”even Melissa had confessed to being attracted to him before we started dating. It was just that Rachel and Kate had been deflecting his advances for so long that his pursuit of them had turned into an unwinnableâ€”yet addictiveâ€”game. The idea that tonight might turn out any differently was pure fantasy, but for him that made it all the more irresistible.

Monica quickly tried to change the subject, rather than further the impression that she was the unconscious man's girlfriend. She reached into the shopping bag and retrieved her gift. "I just bought him some new pajamas, so maybe-" She was going to suggest that the nurse change his clothes, but once again, she was jovially interrupted.

Jay looked genuinely puzzled.

Suddenly her lips are on my balls, her tongue pushing them around. I groan as she slowly takes one into her mouth, then the other. I open my eyes but all I can see is the top of her head. She works slowly and deliberately. She is always too rough with them and soon they started to ache. It's a dull ache that extends into my groin. Her hand starts stroking my shaft which is now almost as hard as it gets.

"Who is it?" Jeff said.

It was then we heard a commotion coming from inside the house so Terri slipped off my lap to sit next to me. The door slid open and the others walked out laughing at some joke that had just completed. John, Denise and Annette came outside and we all greeted each other, excited about the week we were to share. John told us "The others won't be coming as Allan's won 4 tickets to a concert and so they planned to go together. Wendy replied "Oh well, that'll help with the sleeping arrangements as we would have been a bit cramped with 11 here".

Without saying a word I get down on my hands and knees. Stacey slides her bum out to the edge of the couch and straightens her legs so I can reach under her to pull her knickers off. I put them up to my face to sniff and lick the damp patch on them. The aroma of her arousal makes my cock harden. Stacey lays back and spreads her legs inviting me to feast on her cunt. What a cunt it is. Juicy with puffy lips trimmed with blonde hair. Stacey moves her hands up under her t-shirt to massage her nipples.

"No, I'm actually the one who did that, but let's drop it. I'd rather talk about masturbating." There was a long silence. I laughed. He laughed.

I arrived at the hotel a few minutes late. Traffic was a bitch on the way over. But it was well worth the drive. The hotel was even more beautiful on the inside than on the outside. The lighting was subdued and warm, there was a pianist playing a baby grand in a corner near the bar, and across from the front desk was a large lounge with intimate clusters of oversized cushy sofas and chairs surrounding a large central glass-walled fireplace. The carpet was the kind that my rarely worn high-heeled shoes sank into luxuriously. The place exuded elegance at every turn. My net buddy must be something special with his company to rate business accommodations like this.

Mandy smiled warmly. â€œGreat. You know, itâ€™s not as easy as youâ€™d think to find a guy who will take a piss on you. Half of them just think youâ€™re crazy and the other half get grossed out. Yeah, they have no problem with me drinking their cum and swapping spit, but anything else comes out of your body and they freak out. Wussies.â€ A twinkle appeared in her eye. â€œBut youâ€™re not a wussy like them. Youâ€™re a real man.â€

************ MEETING BECKY

Her friend had quite a full bush of dark red pussy hair, and Lottie marvelled at the way it had been flattened by the soaking panties. She ran her fingers lightly over the curls, pressing down to feel the scrunching sensation. Her own pussy leaked a bit more juice, which trickled down her inner thigh as she continued her investigation.

Terror washed over Jerome. They were both virgins. Jerome suspected that Angela had never been kissed by a man before. For that matter, he hadn't kissed many girls before either. And when he had, it had been more a display of his manhood than an expression of love.

Mike felt a hand clutch at his thigh and move to his groin, where it began to gently stroke his rampant cock through his pants. His cock throbbed at the delicate touch of the long slender fingers, reminding him of his recent grappling with Mary Hawker, a young pianist with a great talent for stroking a hard cock until it exploded. Un fortunately, he had yet to convince her to develop other talents.

Opening the door, he found the bandages on a hook, hanging like ties with the rest of his costume. He pulled each of the items out, dimming the lights in the bedroom before disappearing back into the bathroom with them in his arms.

It was a dreary May morn when Alice first suspected her daughter Amy was a lesbian. Amy had dated a few boys in high school but it seemed as soon as they got really interested Amy would drop them. She seemed to spend more time with her girlfriends than the guys who hung around in their band group. Amy played a flute in the school band and had made the all-county band squad. That morning Alice had discovered Amy's flute and sheet music on the kitchen counter long after her daughter had left for school. She knew Amy needed the flute so she hurried to get dressed and jump in her car to take it to her before the school bus left for the overnight trip to the band performance.

It had to be a hoax. An ill conceived, mean spirited practical joke but who would do such a thing. Who would chance destroying a good marriage just for a laugh? Those are the thoughts I was left with after that first phone call.

"I stroked his genitals, yes, that's right, to give him some relief. He isn't allowed to...."

I smiled at her and shook my head, "no, I don't put dicks in my mouth. Only whores like you do that. Come here, I want your face between my legs right now. All this talk of you being a whore is getting me wet."

"You still owe me." She looked at me like my wife used to when she wanted to fuck. "But not today." She turned and started to walk away. "There are a pair of red panties that I came in several times last night, if you want to fill them for me and leave them on my dresser. Just close the door when you leave." She then stopped and turned around, "And ... you'll still owe me." Chapter VI.

When I opened the door, I almost had a heart-attack. In front of me stood James, and he looked even better than the day before. Jeans, white t-shirt, and underneath it that perfect body. He smiled at me, and said:

"He smiled. I finished my drink and left."

Linda, accustomed to lesser quantities of cock, was smiling up at her partner as she felt her small but very firm little breasts being squeezed as Azman fucked her. She too had been watching the others and felt a twinge of excitement in her pussy as she realized that soon Azizah would be eating her husband's cum out of her juicy little box. Linda was very bi sexual and knew that what Barbara and Sally were doing with each other now was only a prelude to what she and the other ladies would be doing to each other when the men were sated and unable to continue. Yes, she thought to herself, there definitely is a lot to be said about interracial fucking. It was at that moment that the pleasure reached its peak and she joined Azman in an earthshaking orgasm that left both weak, but thoroughly satisfied.

"Well what have you got then? Show me some. Have you got the Story of O or something in that ilk?"

"Open your mouth," Sue ordered Lyn.

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