Fingering

After the thrilling kiss and the makeup you presented me, how long could I be mad at you? It was stupid even for me to get mad at something so stupid. And the sweetness and love you showed me warms my heart even more. So later that night, after eating steak, I toasted for you, and wine I bought especially for tonight, I hold you close to me, looking deep into your eyes, into your soul. Seeing the sweetness that is there, I hold you near me, my hands on your breads pushing them firmly, with passion. By pressing my lips upon yours, my tongue by seeking your tongue, by seeking your soul. As our mouths melt, I let my hands pick up your jeans and push them down. Oh, Carol, your skin is so soft, so hot. I can feel your warmth getting in your panties. My fingers trace your wet slit through your panties, pressing them into you gently, ginger, with love. You moan in my mouth and start moving your hips in time with my finger. Baby, you’re so sexy… You move your hands from my ass to the front of my jeans and you can feel the passion I have for you there. So swollen and so hard to touch, you help me free my hard cock and lower my jeans and underwear on the floor. I’m hard and in your hand while you hit me back and forth, while I rub my fingers up and down your slit on the outside of your panties. Wanting to feel you, I put your panties’ leg aside and sip my finger in your wet heat… oh my love… so wet and so hot… I run my finger forward in your wet valley of femininity, feeling you’re moving. I’m so glad to see you’re excited about my actions, and I think I’m getting even harder in your hand. We are trapping each other with such a passion for heat that burns with an inexhaustible flame. Soon our lips separate and we look again in our eyes. Our thoughts do not need words, we know other desires. I reluctantly move my fingers from your hot cave and put them on my lips, licking the sweet cream that gathered there. You at the same time move my hard stick and place it at the entrance of your pussy. You rub the tip up and down, imitating the action my fingers were doing on you. Our eyes are closed to each other, and our breathing is erratic because the feeling is so intense.

Just before the holidays, I received a call from an old friend, Hans, who is a major player in the business world. It brought together a special group and end of year for very powerful Asian businessmen. The party missed something he told me, and it was a special entertainment! He wanted Stella to join them this weekend that he hosted on a small Caribbean island. She was excited and nervous, but the plans were made, and she was picked up one Thursday night by a limo who drove her to a private airport where she joined Hans for a flight on that island’s corporate jet. He didn’t give him any of the details of who was going to be there or what was going to be done, but he had the limousine driver giving me an envelope that contained complete details just so I could follow and he also assured me that she would call and someone would email me often to keep me in the loop in real time with everything that was happening.

I woke up in the middle of the night with a hard rage, my sister lay on her sleeping belly next to me in a pair of panties. I couldn’t help but run my hand lightly on her buttocks, feeling the tender roundness of it that I reached for my dick and gave her a soft and firm touch with my other hand. Shit, I had to get inside her, not since I ruined a blow like the one I had. Fully upright and rocky, I moved my hands into her thighs slowly without trying to wake her up suddenly. Slowly, I moved my hand between her legs on her pussy, smelling soft lips through the light cotton panties she was wearing. I started rubbing my sister’s sweet pussy, which made me even more excited for her. I threw away the blankets to see her in all her beauty. The more I rubbed her pussy, the more she woke up and came in a light sleep, slowly waking up. Then I felt her litter back and shake my hand turning my head looking at me as best she could. “What are you doing, Matt?” she asked. “I’m so hard, I really need to fuck you” “Let me see,” she said. On his side, to get a view of my dick, “Oh, my! Yeah, you want to fuck me now?” Yes! I told him. Wait a minute until she said she rolled on her back, then pulled off her panties, having them halfway I grabbed them and took them off the rest of the way. “You have to make me wet first if you want to put your dick so late in the night,” she said smiling, “eat my pussy first!” by opening my legs, giving me full access to her. It didn’t take me long before I made my face completely plant on my sisters’ soft bare pussy and lick all up and down, making sure that I ran my tongue through her completely sure that I tasted this pussy fully before I went after her clitoris. Jane had her hands in my hair in the back of my head. His juice was starting to flow freely now. I had to keep using my arms to rip his legs off to keep him from crushing my head while I was eating his pussy. She started ringing her hips kissing my face with her wet pussy. Her juice covered my face, I dumped her as much as I clouded to try to get every drop of her delicious pussy juice in my throat. I was so eating her pussy, she had a particularly good taste tonight. I don’t know why, it was just that her juices were so delicious, and when I felt her pussy lips smear like I had my mouth on it. I just went after her clitoris sucked him hard and fast, my tongue was spinning on the very end of it driving her crazy in bed. She started screaming, “I’m gonna shit! I’m going to sperm!” So I kept my little sister until I heard her shouting aloud. “I cum!!!! Yes!!!!” I snuck my face in her pussy and started sucking that sweet pussy in her hole and drinking it as fast as possible. I drank her sweet nectar for a little while, and then I felt her calm down from her peak. I retired and let her go, then quickly climbed on my sister. She let her legs open so I could take her, coming down between us she grabbed my dick and gilded me inside her. When she felt me half way, she let my sister go was so wet that she took all my length inside her body with a constant push.

To be precise, she wasn’t my wife back then, just my excited fiancé. I went to her place of work where she was closing. Everyone was gone for the four-day vacation, leaving her alone to clean and lock up. I helped her in her duties, to hasten our dinner.

I sat on a stool next to the high table while my wife had to finish a little paperwork. Half of the lights were off, giving the room an almost romantic feeling. As romantic as a shipping area.

In the early morning hours, Ginny and his 17-year-old student woke up to the sound of television at the bottom of the stairs. She looked at her clock it was 1:30. Ginny went down to investigate her through a hole in their spiral staircase to get a clear view of the T.V. ensemble.

On the TV was a porn movie she watched in the stairs nobody was about so she decided to watch the program. She was watching a beautiful girl shower when her mother comes in and looks at her. The girl didn’t notice her and started masturbating, in a second of a split, she hit while she was coming the girl looked up in the mirror and saw her mother passing over to her, kneeling on her knees and starting to eat her girls young soft pussy.

I’m sleeping. I’m awakened by the sound of the opening of my bedroom door. However, I do not move, knowing who is there. I hear him undress and feel the blankets pull out. I feel his body warm next to mine. She tracks her finger behind my right ear and kisses my shoulder. His hands come down my body. As they fish in my underwear

I’m riding on my back. We share a deep kiss as I raise my ass so that she relaxes my only clothes. I fire them, the kiss isn’t broken. After a few minutes passionate about kissing, she kisses my body. When she gets to my stomach, her hands caress my thighs, starting with my knees. As she approaches my erotic center, which is standing proud and tall, with her mouth her hands work up there. While she uses one hand to stroke my dick and balls, she licks my dick and uses her other hand to massage where my thighs meet my body. She takes me in her mouth, more and more, giving me a lot of language action. His hand sucks what is not in his mouth while the other continues this work at my joints, moving in my balls and ass too. Harder, longer. As I’m about to go beyond it, she slows down and licks me like a lollipop. I groan, and she continues this blessed torture until she is too much. I fill his mouth with my coming. A little water on the side of his mouth. She embraces her way of raising my body and we share a kiss of soul.

You feel naked and scratching under your short skirt. It’s weird to be shaved. You haven’t felt that way since you were 12, and it’s because of your perverted husband. He invited a friend to watch the fight. One thing led to another… Soon after, you were sucking Al’s dick and your wife cut off your pretty bush.

He was careful not to put on you, fondling your labia in the foam and drawing the blade on your sensitive skin until each small loop was history. After being naked, he sat down and admired you for a while, his friend still holding your ankles high and wide as he threw himself at the bottom of your throat. Then he licked you a little, delighted with your sweetness and the new sensation of your bald little pubis as he stinged your wet folds and kissed the sweetness of your vagina. He went after your clitoris, rolled it under his lips until you shouted Al’s kidneys. Your assailant on his knees only took you harder when your husband got away. Naked now, his dick has risen and looks mean.

When I left college, I graduated in photography, and I look forward to becoming a full-time professional. What I didn’t count on was that for every job, there were at least twenty qualified candidates. And my sex was certainly an obstacle, too, as they seemed to favor male photographers. I became discouraged and desperate, and then I met Tish..

It was a model to come and we became fast friends. She was the one who suggested me take glamorous photos of her and try to sell them to men’s magazines. She felt that being a woman was an asset in glamorous photography. I hired a studio and while Tish was changing, I set up the dressing room dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, but it was a very different Tish that came out. Talk about sexy black netting stockings, black lacy panties, a lacy frilly belt and high heeled shoes, a long rope of pearls around her neck, sticking on her breasts. “Like this?” She cleansed herself, waving her lips through the room. “Do you think they’re pretty sexy?” I whistled in recognition. She was really a beautiful woman with soft breasts, and a sweet smell. If I were a man, I would have jumped on him. God!

Even if I wasn’t looking forward to having friends tonight, I had to admit that dinner went well. My ribs slightly made me laugh at Steve telling us how he was trying to get into his high school football uniform and divide the crotch wide open. You suggest we’re more comfortable in the living room so we all filled our wine glasses and we went to the living room. Dimly lit and soft music playing the furniture filled quickly so I sat in your knees. Brian (who is never without a story) starts telling us the problems he had in chemistry at university and demanded tutoring. He told us that the only thing he learned from his tutor was the right way to fuck his fingers and we all laughed. Of course, this leads to the business of our erotic school stories.

It was in the middle of the summer, and we were on holiday in the country. Hiking in the woods and cycling on the trails were our outdoor pleasures. We intended to visit every national park we could before it was time to return to the real world of school in the fall. I graduated next year with a degree in English and he had another year after that. It was our last hoora before September.