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Zoey’s summer job

Zoey slowed her car to crawl as she checked the house numbers as she slowly rolled down the quiet shaded street. “Let me see now,” she muttered under her breath, “115, 121, 127, ahhhhhhh, here we are, 133!” She parked her car in a under the shade of a large oak tree, and after checking to make sure that she had everything in her black attache case she headed up the front walk to the large colonial house that stood proudly amongst the large stand of trees surrounding the property. She checked one last time the name on the order form and rang the bell and waited. A few moments later a pretty red haired pregnant lady of about thirty or so answered the door and invited her inside.
“You must be Zoey,” she said with a smile while extending her hand. “And you must be Mrs. Gordon,” Zoey replied while setting down her brief case. “Call me Lisa,” the rotund woman answered while ushering Zoey into the large well appointed living room, “please, have a seat.” Zoey picked out a large plush easy chair and plopped herself down while Lisa did the same on the long sofa. “I was a little reluctant to call your company,” Lisa began, “but it’s gotten to the point where I just need some help!” Zoey smiled her radiant smile and replied gently, “Well, it’s good that you called us, that’s what we’re here for!” “How long have you been with the company?” Lisa asked. “I’m a senior at State U.,” Zoey replied, “this is just a summer job, but I certainly enjoy it, so what do you say we get down to business.”
“So, what exactly is it you want me to do?” Zoey asked softly. “Well, uh, you see it’s like this,” Lisa stammered. “My husband is a very busy man, and since I became pregnant…….” “Since you became pregnant,” Zoey interjected, “he’s become shall we say less attentive to your needs.” “That’s exactly right,” a grateful Lisa replied. “Do you think you can help me?” Of course I can,” the young woman replied, “that’s what I’m here for, so if you don’t mind I’d like you to remove all of your clothing!”
“Y-you mean right here?” Lisa asked nervously. “Why not?” Zoey asked. “Are you expecting someone else?” “Er, no,” a red faced Lisa replied, “I guess not.” “Okay then, let’s get started,” Zoey ordered. Lisa struggled to her feet and began removing her clothing. When she was finally naked she revealed a pair of huge breasts that rested on her distended belly, which in turn hung over a crotch full of fiery red pubic hair. Zoey crossed the room and ran her delicate hands all over Lisa’s lush body, taking extra time to examine her huge boobs. Right away Zoey could see that the first thing that needed to be done was to ease the pressure in Lisa’s incredibly engorged breasts via the use of a breast pump. “Please sit down,” Zoey said while fishing the pump out of her bag, “this should make you feel better right away!”
After the hoses where firmly attached to Lisa’s turgid nipples Zoey flipped on the pump.
Almost instantly the milk began surging through the hoses and into the collection bottle.
“Oh, my” Lisa sighed, “that feels so nice, you can’t believe how heavy they feel.” Zoey sat down on the couch next to Lisa and while gently caressing her round tummy asked, “How may months are you along now?” “Ohhhhhh, about seven and a half,” the overly ripe woman replied. “You look very beautiful,” Zoey commented. “When’s the last time you and your husband made love?” “Over two months ago,” Lisa replied sadly while tears welled up in her eyes, “I don’t think he loves me anymore!” “I’m sure that the pregnancy has thrown him off his game,” Zoey replied, “now just relax and let Zoey take care of everything!”
With the pump humming softly in the back ground Zoey reached into her bag of tricks and produced a short but very thick dildo that had a small vibrator hidden inside. “Now I’m going to help you get rid of all that pent up tension,” Zoey whispered while gently pushing the red head’s thighs apart, “and I think this will do the trick.” She carefully spread the hairy mound apart and slowly worked the fat head inside of the now drooling organ. “O-oh goodness gracious!” Lisa moaned. “That feels just wonderful, please, don’t stop, more, more!!!” Zoey always used a short dildo in the cases where pregnant women were involved, but it was the diameter that usually got them going as it was at least two and a half inches thick! With about four inches of rubber cock stuck in Lisa’s pussy, Zoey caressed her cheek and whispered, “Now, how does this feel?” At that moment Zoey turned on the mini vibe, sending poor Lisa’s pussy pin wheeling completely out of control! Lisa automatically arched her back and shoved her fat cunt forward as a tidal wave of orgasms build deep in the pit of her stomach!
“So that feels good, huh?” Zoey asked softly. Lisa was barely coherent, but she managed to nod her head in the affirmative as a small river of drool ran out of the corner of her mouth! Zoey continued to push the thick little invader in and out of Lisa’s pussy, and just as the passion was building to a crescendo pitch Zoey whispered into the panting woman’s ear, “Do you remember the day you got pregnant?” With her head spinning like a top, the poor woman could hardly comprehend a thing Zoey was saying and stammered, “W-what did you say?!?” “I just ask if you could remember the time when you hubby made you pregnant?” Lisa made and audible gulp as the suction on her nipples and the humming in her pussy drove her ever so close to the edge, but after giving it a moment’s thought replied, “Y-essssss, I remember, it was after a party, Dan took me right inside of the entry way, we never even made it to the bedroom!”
Zoey gave the dildo a couple of quick thrusts before continuing on, “Did you cum hard, I mean when he stuck his cock into your pussy did you have a big one!?!” “Oh yes,” she gasped, “h-he came in my mouth first though, and then after just a minute or two he leaned me face first against the wall and fucked me doggy style! “Is he hung?” Zoey asked. “Does he have a nice big cock!?!” “God, you should see it,” Lisa panted, “he’s eight inches long and thick as my wrist, he makes me cum so fucking hard!!!” “Do you love his pecker?” Zoey asked. “O-oh yesssss, I just love his big cock, it makes me feel like such a pussy!” Lisa stammered. Lisa was now so close to orgasm she could almost taste it! Zoey sensing that this was it, flicked the little vibe to the high setting and watched in wonder as the pregnant woman’s eyes nearly popped out of her head while a devastating climax literally shredded her poor pussy into confetti!!!
Lisa was so shell shocked that she was unable to move even a muscle! Zoey turned off the breast pump and detached the suction cups from puffy nipples and then carefully removed the fat dildo from the red haired cunt! “Thank you so much,” Lisa managed to mumble softly, “y-you don’t know how much I need that!” “I think I do,” Zoey said with a smile after putting everything back into her bag. “Shall I put you down for the same time next week?!?” With her pussy still gaping wide open Lisa sighed, “Same time, same channel!!!”

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Trophy Wife Crescent – Chapter Two

In a rich crescent, located high in the hills around the city sits 5 beautiful mansions and within these 5 very beautiful trophy wives. These woman have all quickly tired of their current husbands and begin to explore other local men. Soon each woman is surrounded by men willing to fuck them any time, any place all they have to do is call on them.

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The Live-in Nurse and My Wife

It started with a really bad skiing accident. I broke my leg in several places and tore most of the ligaments holding my knee together. I was put in a hip-to-toe cast–a rotten souvenir of our vacation. On our return home, I found I needed a live-in LPN to take care of me. It had to be a strong man, since I am about 200 pounds myself and needed to be lifted from place to place. We also had to make a temporary bedroom for me downstairs, since I couldn’t manage the stairs. Being somewhat preoccupied with my own pain, I left it to my wife, Donna, to pick the LPN.
Somewhat to my surprise, she picked Tyrone. He is a tall, very well built, very dark African American. I was surprised because I always thought Donna was somewhat prejudiced and fearful of black men, and I didn’t think she would be comfortable with one in the house.
Our house is constructed in such a way, that with me taking over the downstairs family room, there really wasn’t any other place downstairs where it made sense for Tyrone to stay. We have an upstairs guest bedroom next to the master bedroom, and Donna put Tyrone there. I was in my wheelchair at the foot of the stairs as Donna led Tyrone up the stairs. She was wearing a very tight pair of white short shorts, high cut on her ass, and the lines of her thong were clearly visible underneath the fabric of the shorts. Tyrone, following her, essentially had his face even with her ass, and I could see him taking it all in. Donna seemed to walk slowly, and with a slightly exaggerated swing of her hips.
I got extremely jealous, particularly as I realized that they would soon be out of my line of vision and, if Tyrone did, in fact, try any funny business with my wife, I wouldn’t be able to defend her.
I needn’t have worried for her safety. They were hitting it off quite well. I heard much laughter, watched them as they walked by on the upstairs hallway, as Donna gave Tyrone the “tour” of the upstairs.
Donna is a blond, blue-eyed bombshell. A southern girl, she has always liked to flirt and be admired. I have encouraged her to wear clothes that accent her generous breasts, tight waist, round buns, and shapely legs. That day, in addition to the white short shorts, she was wearing a tight, sleeveless pink tank top that barely contained her breasts. As he followed Donna in the upstairs hallway, I could see the massive bulge in Tyrone’s pants, even from the distance of my downstairs wheelchair.
Tyrone was a good practical nurse for me. He could lift me easily, was friendly and outgoing, and hard not to like. The problem was that I had competition for his services. Donna was constantly near, and asking him for “help” with one thing or another. She decided to dust the corners where the walls meet the ceiling, and to change the ceiling light bulbs, and dust the ceiling fans. For each of these tasks, she stood on one of our kitchen stools, and asked Tyrone to stand underneath, steadying her by holding her ankles. His big black hands easily gripped and circled her calves. I watched him, as they moved from place to place.
I watched as he would shift his grip on Donna’s legs, and, most of all, I watched his eyes as they worked their way up my wife’s thighs and devoured her crotch and ass–all on magnificent display for him. She gave him other jobs as well, or would closely supervise his care of me, often “helping” to lift me, and in doing so, usually giving an eyeful of her breasts or waist as her shirt would hike up or down with the activity of moving me.
She was very friendly with Tyrone, even more than her usual flirtation with other men. I could see from the moment he joined us, that there was a palpable sexual charge between the two of them. I was intensely jealous, but at the same time quite turned on watching my wife carry on like this. She looked absolutely radiant, and watching another man getting so turned on by her added to her allure.
For dinner our first evening together, Donna changed her clothes, which I thought unusual. She wore a white, see-through skirt that exposed her legs and ass through the translucent material. She had also changed panties. She now wore a skimpy red string bikini that was clearly visible under the dress, accenting the succulent curve of her bottom. She also changed from the tank top to a red-fitting blouse that dipped sharply in the front, exposing breasts that seemed to be competing with each other for exposure and attention.
Throughout the meal, Donna kept jumping up to refill Tyrone’s wine or water glasses, to put extra portions on his plate, even to help put his napkin in his lap, leaning over him with each of these tasks, giving him good views, gentle touches, and the sweet smell of the perfume she doused herself with for the occasion.
Throughout the meal, Donna kept commenting on what a tremendous appetite Tyrone had, and how he could eat so much, and yet keep such a trim waistline and muscular physique. She asked him for advice on “working out,” and he agreed to be her “coach” and “personal trainer” in the days ahead.
Usually an LPN does light household chores, like the dishes, but Donna insisted on helping Tyrone in the kitchen. Again, I watched and listened from the dining room as they laughed and played with dish suds, and with drying and putting away dishes. Donna continuously needed Tyrone’s help to lift her to put dishes away on the upper shelves of the cabinets, help she has never needed in the past. As she moved about the kitchen, her skirt would swirl, and her legs and ass seemed to dance under the wispy material.
We watched TV in the evening. Confined to my wheelchair, I couldn’t join Donna on the sofa, where she likes to cuddle. But she invited Tyrone to join her there. I kept watching our of the corner of my eye, as she would play with her foot against his torso, lean over and touch him, or jump up and down to give him (or me) snacks or refills on drinks. When doing these serving errands, she invariably would “block his view” by standing directly in front of him, with the TV behind her. Her legs would be slightly spread, and the light of the TV behind her made an incredibly sexy view of her legs underneath the material.
That night, as Donna kissed me goodnight, I asked her what was going on with Tyrone, and tried to xpress to her my jealousy, but also to let her know that I was also turned on in a strange way by the whole thing. She told me that she was having trouble controlling herself. That she had never felt more sexy. She said that Tyrone was the fulfillment of a longtime fantasy that she had had about a black man, and that my presence but incapacity to do anything but watch added immensely to the turn on. I told her how helpless I felt with her and Tyrone upstairs and me not able to get up the stairs. With that, she gave me a long kiss, then leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I know.”
I watched her walk up the stairs, this time the sashay of her hips a show intended exclusively for me.
I watched as she knocked on Tyrone’s door. She said, “I just wanted to check if everything was all right, and wish you goodnight.”
She stepped in his room, but only stayed for a few minutes. I watched as she left his room, waved down to me, blew me a kiss, and went to our bedroom.
The next morning, Donna began her “training” under Tyrone’s coaching. They were both dressed for the occasion. Donna was in a leotard that barely contained either her breasts or her ass. Tyrone was wearing Lycra bike pants, and clearly had nothing on underneath. You could see the outline of a snakelike cock held up in quite a display of male equipment. I could only watch, as Tyrone put Donna through the paces of a really good workout. He would hold her legs as she did crunches and stretches, and often position himself so her mouth would be inches away from his cock as she went through repetitions.
So far, I was purely a passive spectator. Now, as the first lesson ended, I suggested that a good workout should end with a shower and a massage, so I told Donna to go up and take a shower and for Tyrone to set up our exercise mat in front of me, and told him where to get massage lotions and oils. As we waited for Donna, I told Tyrone that he was doing a great job, and how much Donna and I both liked how much he was fitting in to our home life. I said that I thought Donna would like the massage more if he took off his shirt and put some of the oil on his chest first so it would glisten. He smiled at me, as he took off his shirt, squeezed oil into his hand, and rubbed it on his torso.
Donna finally came down. She was wearing her private, tanning bathing suit–a G-string bottom and tiny top that leaves most of her breasts and ass exposed. I could see her open admiration for Tyrone’s muscled body. As Tyrone watched, she came over to me first and began kissing me. Tyrone watched as my hands squeezed my wife’s bottom, ran up and down her waist, and worked her breasts. With a last kiss, she broke off from me, and placed herself face down on the exercise mat at my feet. Tyrone then kneeled over her and began a long, sensual massage. He paced it perfectly, starting with her feet and ankles, taking time to massage her fingers and hands. He worked her neck and shoulders, and moved slowly down her back.
Finally, the prize was that beautiful bottom aching for attention. Straddling her backwards, Tyrone sat lightly on her back, giving me an unobstructed view up my wife’s long beautiful legs and crotch. I watched his black hands and arms as he worked her thighs. His dark, masculine chest glistened with oil, a startling contrast to the whiteness of her bottom and thighs, also soaked in oil. I found some lotion, and began masturbating myself while watching.
He leaned down, and for the first time, I saw another man kiss my wife. Not on the lips however, but a first kiss that started with his long, red tongue playing at the top of the cleavage of my wife’s ass. He raised himself on all fours on top of her, the only point of contact, his tongue, her ass. He was really good, and she was really enjoying it. His mouth attacked her bottom, sucking, licking, penetrating, and she squirmed and rose to meet him, thrusting and wiggling, a shiny mess of oil and saliva.
Donna rolled over and they were in a sixty-nine position with Tyrone on top. He continued licking her, now plying that powerful tongue in the folds of her womanhood, as she peeled down his Lycra pants, allowing his huge cock to pop free. I have never seen my wife so obsessed, so completely wild, as she sucked the black monster dangling over her. All the while, she moaned and hummed with pleasure, vocalizing her ecstasy in a way I had never heard.
Both were lost in the enjoyment of each other’s bodies, and I was beside myself with excitement as well. They rolled around, exploring each other, playing, kissing and licking–her breasts, his chest, black and blonde, pink and dark. She guided his cock into her, wrapping her legs around his waist, as he pounded away at her. She begged him not to come in her, and, ever the gentleman, he didn’t. When it came time, he withdrew, and doused her chest and neck with a huge quantity of cum, much more, and pulsing out much harder than any orgasm I had ever had.
Tyrone went up to take a shower. Strangely, I hadn’t actually cum yet myself. Donna walked over to me and straddled me sitting in my wheelchair. She began kissing me, and I fondled her cum-covered breasts. She arched toward me, and, again, much to my surprise, I began licking and sucking the cum from her breasts and neck, having an earth-shattering orgasm myself in the process.
I am not yet recovered from my accident. But Tyrone has found a place in our home. I think we are going to try to let him keep “his” bedroom next to ours, and keep him on as Donna’s exercise coach. We are both looking forward to his great nursing care.
Proudly signed,
Willing Wimp

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Babysitter Gets Caught, Then Gets Schooled.

Kayleen is one that likes to be in everyone’s business- like booze. But after Jimmy and Beth Lawson catches their babysitter in the act, they teach her a painful & valuable lesson. But it’s the lesson that will forever stick with her for the rest of her life.

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“YOUR WIFE”

Your Wife
By Blueheatt
ā€¦. It started slowly as both our minds begin to drift into fantasyā€™s about each otherā€¦.another man wifeā€¦..your wifeā€¦ā€¦
ā€¦.Ariel would come over every evening and my wife and her would do their ā€™girl talkā€™ at the kitchen table. They had become close and I got to view a hot looking woman. She was short with nice full tits. She always wore short shorts and a blouse that showed her beautiful cleavage. She had a beautiful face, flawless young skin and those blue ā€˜far awayā€™ looking eyes. She stared out in space a lot a they talked, like her mind was somewhere elseā€¦.(and it was).
Her glances at me had that look of ā€˜if you only knew what I was thinkingā€™ā€¦with a little coy smile. I returned the smile when my wife was not looking or out of the room. The wife told me the only time they talked about their sex life, Ariel just said she had regular sex like any housewife. (..that was a lie, she had hidden desires she kept hidden and never told anyone.)
The wife told her we had great sex but I wanted to have sex all the time and she had to say she was tired or something to hold me back.
ā€¦Arielā€™s husband was gone all the time as a long haul truck driver.
ā€¦.As events changed, my wife started spending more and more time at her parents house with her four sisters. Ariel just kept coming over each evening and now we did the talking, to pass the timeā€¦.at first. We slowly became attracted to each other. It was subtle. Ariel was not aggressive and it was a quiet desire for each other.
ā€¦.One evening I told her this: ā€œAriel, men donā€™t talk about this, but each guy has dream girl. A girl he creates in his mind that is perfect in every way. He never tells anyone about her, but thinks about her sometimes before going to sleep. Some men think of her when they have sex with their wives. They pretend it is this girl they are having sex with, with their eyes closed. I know women do it to, but never let their mate know. Ariel I have formed such a girl in my mind.
ā€¦.I described my hot and sexy girl to Ariel.
I described her.
ā€¦. Nice body, nice tits, perfect smooth skin, brown curly hair and sexy eyes…withā€¦blue eyeliner. She began to smile and as she knew I had described her perfectly. She sat quietly and thoughtā€¦.I wondered what she was thinking. I found out later what she thought that night.
Arielā€¦..
….finally heā€™s really noticing me liked I had hoped. I just know he is describing me as his dream girlā€¦wowā€¦.that is exciting me so much Iā€™m going to finger myself tonight real good thinking about him. Iā€™m going to tell himā€¦ after I make him promise to keep all this top secret between us. The thought of us both thinking of each other at the same time tonight, is awesome. Weā€™ll pick a time or a signal and let the dual fantasyā€™s begin.
ā€¦.(ā€Sean.ā€ā€¦I whispered…ā€..I too have an ideal guy Iā€™ve formed in my head. It started when you guys moved in, this guyā€¦wellā€¦ is sitting right in front of me now.
ā€¦I have a suggestion, each night I will think of you and you can think of meā€¦and weā€˜llā€¦sayā€¦.have ā€˜togetherness?ā€™ all we wantā€¦ mentally, no harm doneā€¦right? ā€)
Seanā€¦.
ā€¦ā€Perfect Ariel, looks like I have a date with you when the wife is gone. Her and her sisters go to their parents cabin all the time for a weekend gab fest and camp out. The guys never go, which leaves me ā€¦.alone. We can do thisā€¦ the side outside porch light, we can both see each others from our houses. When itā€˜s ā€˜onā€˜ Iā€˜m thinking about you, and you do the same. Later we can describe how it went. We canā€˜t get caught at anything because weā€˜re just ā€˜thinkingā€˜ about each other and no one can possibly knowā€¦and of course ā€˜just lookingā€™ at each other is not a crimeā€¦right?ā€¦ā€
ā€¦.I looked in her beautiful eyes as we just sat there mentally undressing each other. I reached up like she was in front of me and ā€˜airā€™ undressed her. She started doing the same. I ā€˜airā€™ kissed her, ā€˜airā€™ felt her full tits, ā€˜airā€™ licked her pussy and ā€˜airā€™ sat her my lap and fucked her good.
ā€¦.We thought we were so cleaver at having a mental affair. We got a charge the first time our porch lights went on, and quick jumped in our beds and did our ā€™mutual wankingā€™ in our beds, mentally having hot steaming sex together. This was goodā€¦for a while.
ā€¦.Mother nature gets pissed when you do this. She says we are to fuck and donā€™t try to fool me!
She didnā€™t invent marriage or any rulesā€¦just fuckā€¦.. and she can play rough to make male and females do what she wants. I wanted to fuck Ariel so badā€¦and she wanted to fuck me . I had a constant Ā½ a hardon 24/7. Ariel said she had a wet pussy continuously.
ā€¦.To have Ariel right in front of me talking at the kitchen table in the evening was TORTURE!, and of course she became even more hot and beautiful. Mother nature was laughing at us. We had to be so careful when the wife was around and ignore each other. More torture. I must have checked Arielā€™s porch light 50 times a night to see if was lit.
ā€¦Thenā€¦Ariel did a cruel thing. She slipped me a large pill bottle. In it was a pair of her tiny panties. She smiled after I went in our bathroom and found them in the bottle.
ā€¦.. The next night I returned the bottle, but the panties somehow got soaked with cum? She now had a small paper sack she handed me while the wife was in the bathroom. I quick hid it under the couch. Later that night I found one of Arielā€™s tiny type braā€™s in it. A few days later I slipped it back to her. She stuffed it in her panties to hide it. Later at her home she found them soaked. ā€™Somehowā€™ā€¦they got soaked with cum. This continued with her nighties, more panties, bras in small plastic bags. Our horny meters were pegged at the ā€™Letā€™s fuck Nowā€™ reading.
ā€¦Now our mom (mother nature) had us touching each other when we got the chance. If the wife left us alone for 5 seconds, we touched. That look in her eyes was so sexyā€¦.as if to say: ā€œI want to fuck you so bad.ā€ā€¦and Iā€™m sure my return look was the same to her.
ā€¦. Her husband came home for a week. Her porch light and mine stayed on 24/7, as we were always on our minds. Later she said ā€˜heā€™ got all the benefits from our ā€™mental affairā€™. She fucked him like crazy she saidā€¦.but she was mentally cheating on him. She said he could have been too, as he meets a lot of girls at truck stops. She once found girl panties in his truck and they were not hers. They were both happy with their lives, and Ariel and I knewā€¦.she was really happy with some in-between ā€™mentalā€™ actionā€¦but things were happening.
ā€¦. Her husband went back on the road, and my wife went to the cabin with her sisters for the weekendā€¦leavingā€¦.Ariel and I alone for the weekend.
ā€¦.Friday night and Ariel and I were playing cardsā€¦kind ofā€¦.our minds were not on cards, but on each other. She had worn a long house dress thing. A bra and a thong. Ma nature must have just smiled at us and sat back and watched the show. Arielā€™s leg danced and she tried humming. Nothing could take her mind off us. My eyes checked her dress out over and over. I couldnā€™t hold down my erection.
ā€¦..It got darker and darker outside. I didnā€™t turn on any lights. Moon light was all there was. She smelled wonderful with some perfume very sexy on. We put the cards down, by now we couldnā€™t hardly see them anyway. Finally I stood up. She stood up and we walked away from the kitchen table window. I drew the window blinds and turned on the tiny stove light. I held out my hand and pulled her to me. Her hand was cool, damp and a little nervous. I began to slow dance with her. The feel of her head as she softly placed it on my chest, sent an all out alarm to my dick. I had on shorts and something was trying to rip open the front of them. She moved the lump right between her legs. It felt wonderful and so warm. She pushed her pussy harder into me as we swayed back and forth.
ā€¦.We talked softly as we held each other. Ariel told of how at night would put a pillow on her and pretend it was me. She would feel her own tits and finger herself. She would open her legs wide and lift her hips up like I was fucking her slowly. She then added fingers inside her pussy while she massaged her wet clit. She said it didnā€™t take long and she was orgasming to a new feeling she had never had before. She was remembering that night, when I whispered what I was going to do to her that night.
ā€¦. I told her she pulled her legs back and rubbed her clit like I had said I was going to do. Her finger became my tongue as I said I was going to lick her clit until she orgasmed. Next she put in three fingers in her pussy like it was my erection all wet. In and out they went like we were fucking hot. She reach in and massaged her G spot and began to buck and squirm as she felt a squirt building. She moaned out as her juice came squirting out on her hand. She shook the bed as she knew I was cuming in her mentally at my house at the same time.
ā€¦.I told of putting the wifeā€™s legs up and licking her pussy like it was her pussy. I did all the same things until the wife grabbed me and stuffed my erection in her pussy and started fucking and moaning. She could take no more foreplay and had to fuck me, not knowing I was fucking Ariel mentally. I shot hard as she climaxed and moaned. I filled her pussy with my hot cum as we fucked and held us tight. She was enjoying my new energy and foreplay. I had to remember ā€™notā€™ to call her ā€˜Arielā€™ no matter what I felt. It was not easyā€¦..we fucked two more times that nightā€¦. Ariel said she fell asleep with her fingers in her pussy that nightā€¦..
ā€¦.I told Ariel what I was going to do to her tonight mentally, while we held each other, feeling our bodies . She got real quiet and stood still. She squeezed my erection tight between her legs and then slowly began to move her hips to stroke it.
ā€¦. As I described in vivid detail what my actions were going to be that nightā€¦. She started to tremble. She whispered between breaths:
ā€œIā€
ā€œcanā€™tā€
ā€œtakeā€
ā€œthisā€
ā€œanyā€
ā€œmore..ā€
She held my face and kissed me, then she pulled back and moaned. Out the door she went running back across the street and into her house.
ā€¦I smiled as I saw her porch light go on. I turned mine on and headed for bed.
ā€¦.I couldnā€™t sleep or anything else, as she was on my mind. I got up and walked around. I stood in the kitchen window and stared across the street. I wondered what she was doing and thinkingā€¦ā€¦
Arielā€¦.
ā€¦.I sat on the couch thinking about him. My tits tingled and my pussy was wet and felt oh so good. I wanted him so bad I trembled inside. I see his kitchen light go onā€¦
I jumped up to look out. Oh Godā€¦there he was. Standing in his robe looking right at me. I stood back a little and started taking off my long dress. He opened his robe. I could see his erection. It was late and no one was around who could see unless a car drove by. I didnā€™t care as I fingered my self and felt my own tits. I saw his hand hold his erection and start stroking it. I spread my legs and my eyes locked on his erection. I moved my hips back and forth for him to see my fingers going in and out of my pussy. This was so hot I felt dizzy. We werenā€™t really breaking any rules, just watching. I took a chance. I walked up close to the window. He moved right up to his window. He blew me a kiss and started using both hands to stroke his erection. I blew him a kiss back and started in to have myself a great orgasm. I used both hands and squirmed as my eyes were a dead stare at his erection. I felt it coming as I moaned. My hips worked back and forth along with my fingers. I couldnā€™t keep my head still as the ecstasy climbed to itā€™s peak. I saw his knees buckle I held my breath as my pussy began to squirt and my hips went crazy. I saw it. Huge splatters of cum appear on the inside of his window as he shot over and over again.
I lost it.
ā€¦I grabbed for the wall to steady myself. My legs began to shake as I felt them get weak as I sank to the floor. He blew me a long soft kiss as I managed to return itā€¦ā€¦
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Seanā€¦..
ā€¦.I woke up to someone kissing me. I opened my eyes and a smiling Ariel was over meā€¦..but she had on a wig. She had on different very sexy makeup. Something had changed about her. She acted aggressive and was almost like a different personā€¦She said: ā€œHi, Iā€™m Arielā€™s twin sister Angie. Your Seanā€™s twin brother Sam, right?ā€¦.wellā€¦I just wanted you to know that Ariel wonā€™t be home tonight, and Iā€™m house sitting for her. Why donā€™t you ā€™SAMā€™ come over for dinner tonight, and after wordsā€¦we could…wellā€¦weā€™ll ā€™findā€™ something to doā€¦ok?ā€ I began to smile big and then chuckle.
ā€¦I quickly joined in this little ploy of Arielā€™s. She had become this imaginary twin sister of hers and I was to be my twin brother. Now we had two different people after each otherā€¦and the fun beganā€¦..
ā€¦.I said: ā€œWhy Iā€™d love to, ā€™ANGIEā€™ā€¦.as long as youā€™re hereā€¦.maybe I should check you out.ā€ She said: ā€œWhy Sam, Iā€™m notā€¦ā€˜thatā€™ kind of a girl, as she kissed my neck. Ariel already warned me she saw a lusty sexy guy out her kitchen window last nightā€¦.andā€¦wellā€¦I canā€™t say what he did.ā€ I said: ā€œOh yeah, I had one of those nude, dancing, sexy show-off girls out my window too.
ā€¦ā€œIs 9pm ok?ā€ She looked at the big tent under the sheet. She smiled and said: ā€œYou can tell your twin brother ā€™Seanā€˜, that my twin sister ā€˜Arielā€™ doesnā€™t mess around with married guys, so he doesnā€™t even need think about it.ā€ I said: ā€œThatā€™s great, ā€™Seanā€™ doesnā€™t mess with married women eitherā€¦except just a dance or something socially acceptable.ā€
Angieā€¦.
ā€¦.I looked at his tenting sheet, knowing his erection was just inches away from me. I wanted to attack him and dive in and suck him crazy. He smiled while looking at my tits and licking his lips. It was the most temptation I had ever had in my life. One little move and bad girl ā€˜Angie, and bad boy ā€˜Samā€™ would be like two caged animals getting ready to mate. I wanted to wait till tonight and now that I was ā€˜Angieā€™, I could take my time and let all my desires explode in my own bed.
ā€¦.I liked being ā€˜Angieā€™, she doesnā€™t have to hold back anything she wants to doā€¦. or ā€˜actā€™ like a good little wife and just please the husband. Angie is into releasing her own inner desires. I had plenty of them I had hidden for a long time, and tonight I was going to release them on ā€˜Samā€™.
ā€¦ā€¦My cell phone rang. ā€œHi honeyā€ I said. I shushed Sean. ā€œOh just washing some clothesā€ā€¦. I walked away talking to my husband as Sean grinned at me and blew me kisses. I went home all hot and excited and changed my wet panties.
ā€¦.I fixed ā€™Samā€™ a nice dinner and wore just my robe late that night. I had a bad case of the jitters in my tummy. I kept seeing that tent of Seanā€™sā€¦I mean ā€™Samā€™s and I wanted it so bad. Soā€¦ bad girl ā€™Angieā€™ was going to have it, and tonightā€¦..
Sean…akaā€¦ā€˜Samā€˜ thoughtā€¦
ā€¦.I put on a dark blue robe I had and snuck across the street in a flash. I went in the unlocked door to find ā€˜Angieā€™ waiting. I whispered: (ā€œā€¦you should lock your door Angie and your side porch light is on.ā€) She flipped the lights off and we stood there. She walked over to me and grabbed me firm. In went her tongue as she held me tightly. Angie was a hot little tiger, compared to Ariel. We started slow dancing. She whispered breathlessly: (ā€œā€¦we better go eat, your gonna need all the energy youā€™ve got Sam..ā€)
ā€¦.Two candles were all we needed to see by. Her bare foot rubbed my leg and explored my legs and crotch. I returned the ā€˜footsiesā€™ and felt the inside of her warm and damp legs. Feeling her bush with my foot made her close her eyes and open her legs wide. She got up and pulled me up and led me to her big bed. She slowly pealed off my robe and laid me on her bed. She gave me a sexy strip show as she sexily took her robe off. I reached out to touch her body, but she teased and did a ā€˜look but no touchā€™ teasing game. She got down and started crawling to me, starting at my feet. She felt her own big tits and rubbed them on my legs. Naturally I had a huge erection for her viewing pleasure. She crawled around and view it from all sides. One finger touched it and went all around it.
ā€¦Damn, this ā€˜Angieā€™ knew how to tease a man. She blew her warm breath on it and started with quick little kisses on my erection. She slowly turned and worked her hips closer and closer to my face. I could smell the warm smell of perfume and pussy. She slowly lowered her pussy down on my face.
At the same time her tongue began to lick my erection. I let my tongue lick everything on her pussy. Her hips rocked slightly she rubbed her clit against my tongue. I held her hips and moved them with her. I felt my erection go completely in her warm mouth and her tongue encircled it inside her wet mouth. I added fingers to her pussy and let them feel her insides. I loved the feeling of her spasms as I massaged her pussy. She moaned in a low voiceā€¦but as it got louder her voice became aggressive sounding.
Angieā€™s thoughtsā€¦.
ā€¦how long have I wanted to do this? It doesnā€™t matter Iā€™m doing it now. I had dreams about taking his erection in my mouth, but knowing it would never happenā€¦it was just a hot dream. Thank goodness hubby was a sound sleeper and never woke up as I fingered myself and squirmed an orgasm. Now for the good part. I felt his balls as I started in jacking and sucking Sam. He has my pussy so hot right now, Iā€™m gonna squirt for sure. I didnā€™t know I had so many places to feel good in my pussy.
ā€¦.Now Iā€™m holding nothing back and letting every desire Iā€™ve had about ā€˜Samā€™ out and I can now make his erection erupt in my mouthā€¦here goesā€¦.
Samā€¦.
ā€¦Her mouth felt like a pussy that had a tongue in it to rub the best parts. She worked my erection like she was hungry for it. She got hyper and started humping my fingers and tongue as she began to moan loud. Her chest went up and down gasping for air as she knew I was about to cum big. Her voice began to moan steady ā€¦up and up as I had to cum or else. Her pussy clamped on my fingers as she began to shakeā€¦.I felt a big load of hot cum come blasting out of my erectionā€¦..
Her whole body shook hard as her juices flooded my fingers. Cum came shooting out the sides of her mouth as she tried to get it all. She gave out a long and content moan and took a big swallowā€¦.but kept sucking for more. Her clit was hot and when my tongue touched it she jumped and moaned more. We just indulged for a long time, licking and enjoying our best cum everā€¦.
ā€¦.I donā€™t remember us stoppingā€¦my mind was in a fog of euphoriaā€¦.ahhhā€¦sweet sleepā€¦..
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