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Now, I know Jon meant the evening to be a romantic one for the two of us where sex was inevitably going to happen, but the idea was for it to happen later rather than sooner. This thought, along with the extended lack of physical pleasure was causing me to fantasize about what the evening could include. Just because we were not going to find ourselves in bed immediately (like the second he got home from the airport) did not mean that I could not make the whole night something that would make the crest of the evening very special.

I grabbed my coat, it had been raining hard all day, and the wind was starting to pick up. It was mid-term, and most people had gone home to see their families, and, more importantly, â€œborrowâ€ food and money. I knew what this was about. Iâ€™d been friends with Niamh since the first day of college just over a year ago. We met going into our first lecture, through a mutual friend. Since then, weâ€™ve grown really close, and I count her as my best friend. Niamh hates being alone on a night like this. She was staying in her house, her house-mates having gone home for the week. I had decided to stay up as well; a few of my friends had decided the same, so it would be a good laugh. She never feels safe, so manyâ€™s the time when Iâ€™ve been rung at one in the morning to walk her home from a pub. I walked out of the row of houses, and into her estate, the two being connected. Inside two minutes, I was at her house. She answered the door with usual energy.

Finally, I was painfully close and she began to jack me harder and faster. As I felt my groin tighten and began to thrust into her hands she bent down to take me into her mouth jacking my spurting cock onto her tongue before sucking me as deeply as she could fucking me deeply with her mouth. My orgasm was my longest and best so far and she kept my cock in her mouth, sucking it gently for many minutes after I stopped cumming.

My body convulses in pleasure as you draw my nipple deep into your mouth, laving it with your tongue, suckling, then pulling gently with your teeth. You pull away, watching it glisten with the moistness from your mouth as I utter a cry at the loss.

"These things are fucking awesome dude!" Bryan said, looking into the camcorder. "Get a close up on these big cherry nipples."

As she left his hotel this night, he told her she was by far the very best assistant he ever had. He also told her if and when he moved up and ran for another office that he would take her with him. He told her that if he became Governor, he would make her his Chief of Staff. If he went to DC she would go with him. If Jeff couldn't move with her, she would come home on the weekends riding the train with JM. That would give her a week of fucking JM before coming home to her family. She smiled and felt so excited her knees were weak. She could hardly wait to tell her husband the good news about JMS plans.

Talk about mixed emotions. Dancing with her is the most erotic thing, except for sex, that I've ever done. I don't want the music to end, but on the other hand I've got to do something about this stiff cock of mine. She has me at the boiling point and I haven't even kissed her yet. Lord, I hope I don't end up at home beating my meat. Oh well, it wouldn't be the first time. It's closing time and they are hustling to get everybody out. Here we are - the moment of truth - open the car door, turn toward her, lean forward and kiss her on the lips. She returns the pressure and the tip of her tongue flicks out just a bit. Break it off slowly and then help her into the car. I'm beginning to think I was right on the money when I guessed that Nancy told her about my fondness for eating pussy. Whoa Bob! When you jump to conclusions you are usually wrong. Just get in the car and get her home and see what happens. But what if her husband is there? No, she wouldn't be doing this if he were around, would she?

By the time they arrived at the cabin, Dolly was next to frozen. They had not stopped to allow her to put her coat on and she was numb from the wind and cold. They hooted and hollered when they saw their prey had been captured and with cheering in anticipation of fucking all night and for as long as she could hold out. The big man who had her on his bike was called, â€œMooseâ€ by his friends. They all went by nicknames so Dolly could not identify any names, if by chance they ever left her go. Now, Moose picked Dolly up by her waist like a sack of wheat and carried her into the cabin. Tossing her on a unmade bed, he surveyed the object of their hunt. Dolly lay in frozen stupor as the rest of the men clambered into the small cabin.

Peteâ€™s hands were running over her back and down across her panty-covered ass. His hands slid down under the waistband of her silk panties, capturing the cheeks of her bare buttocks and kneading them. His hands grabbed the waistband on each side of her hips and began pulling them down.

"Actually, she's not going back to HIM. Or her husband." Karl's eyebrows shot up as he went in through the door. The phone rang as he stepped around the corner, and his mother answered it, giving him a peck on the cheek as he passed her. His father shook his hand, and then he was presented to the alluring Ms. Macintosh.

"No please, fuck my pussy." She begged.

I was traveling East on I-88 in Illinois, approximately mile marker 50, when I noticed a Black BMW SUV coming up behind me, and what looked like a blond in the passenger seat. As the BMW passed, adjusted my position to get a better view as they went by. I was right. Sitting in the passenger seat was a very attractive woman, long blond hair, white blouse under a dark jacket, and a dark skirt. I would guess mid to late 20's. She had her head lying back on the headrest, eyes closed. As she passed she opened her eyes, and we made eye contact. As our eyes met, shed smiled, and then her cheeks began to blush. I could see she was turning red as if she had been caught with her hands in the cookie jar.

You walk by me to the refrigerator. I reach out and cup your mons, a single finger slipping between your lips. You scrunch your face at me. There is wetness down there. Is it pee or are you turned on? I return my fingers to my nose and smell both aromas.

As she became more comfortable with it however, Jean's late night research and dabbling gradually began uncovering many of the same pitfalls all well intended novices eventually stumble upon. Mainly that there was something inherently sexual at every turn, no matter where she tried to go online. And like a temptation too alluring and guilt free to fight, in those lonesome hours in front of the illuminated glow of the screen, Jean would be repeatedly shocked, and often left numb, by the various things her fingers typed into those beckoning 'search fields'.

Tate walked up to the future Miss Teen of Kalhoosa County and stepped behind her. His fingers ran down her back and he felt her tremble. "You just let us fuck you and we call it even." He kissed her neck and shoulders as Will cupped her twin globes and began to knead the soft flesh.

â€œLike those, slave?â€

"Yeah. It's Mike Hollen's." He looked back at the car. Beth certainly looked great without clothes. "I helped him build it."

â€œUhh! Hereâ€¦itâ€¦comes!â€ I moaned as my body pumped blast after blast of hot seed into her snug, clasping pussy. â€œHere it comes! Now!â€

"Turn over." She smiled and obeyed. Still straddling the seats as she got to her hands and knees and let him push back into her. Mark gripped her hips pulling her back against him as he started fucking her again.

"That was the most embarrassing moment of my life."

"God yes Rod! Fuck my pussy while you're wife watches helplessly. Shove your cock up inside me. Spurt your hot goo deep into my cunt. Oh yeah, baby give it to me!"

"I want you to take these off," he said, pointing at my jeans.

The conversation ended just as quickly when Jan sat down next to them bringing some cookies to share. Of course, Terry knew he would never get a response to this suggestion unless spouses were included in the offer. That would never happen. He felt he had staked out his interest, and time would tell if the thought would finally draw a response.

â€œOh my God. You really went out with Richie Jeeter?â€

"You missed out Hal."

"I could say the same about you. Only, I didn't get to do half the things I wanted to do with you."

Entering the den I noticed eight bags numbered 1-8. I opened bag one and found a black panty, which was nylon in the back and transparent in the front. I thought to myself I can't do this when I heard a voice shout that I would be punished if I took any longer. I figured what the heck, what do I have to lose now and concentrated on what I could gain, a tryst with 4 ladies! So I slipped the ones I had on off and slipped the black ones on, the nylon material just teasing my erection. I was a full staff as I walked out and big smiles appeared on all the ladies. I was instructed to slowly go directly in front of each of them and model like women often do.

"Oh that is beautiful"

Finally, one morning I woke up and my cock indicated it was ready for another round with "Miss Exotic". Mentally I had been ready, but physically that last session had worn me out. I most be getting old.

"I brought Mr. Stratford down earlier and I found Liberty wandering down the street. I saw you here looking for her and came over. Would you like a ride back?" He was grinning broadly and seemed to be oddly excited

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