Short Term Relationship.
Two strangers meet at the beach and spend some time “getting to know each other”, but how long will their interest in one another last? What surprises lie around the corner?
Two strangers meet at the beach and spend some time “getting to know each other”, but how long will their interest in one another last? What surprises lie around the corner?
Yukio continues her adventures and makes her neighbour happy!
Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.
A Suprise From My Wife
Part 1
Fem Dom, LIght Bondage, Ass Play, Strapon, Bi, MFMF, Wife
It was my 27th birthday, and at the time I didn’t realize that it
was going to be the best birthday I have had yet. I had a great
morning of relaxing and being pampered, and sometime in the
afternoon my mother-in-law came by to take the kids for the rest
of the day.
Once we had the house to ourselves things really started to get
interesting. She sat down on the couch with me and wrapped her
arms around me. Before long we were kissing deeply, our lips
parting so out tongues could meet. She was rubbing the bulge that
was already growing in my pants when she whispered that she wanted
me to go to the bedroom.
I was all excited, wondering what was going to be part of my
birthday treat this year, so I wasted no time going to the bedroom.
She followed me in and told me to strip down so that she could
give me my surprise.
Before I knew it she was on top of me, still fully dressed, kissing
me deeply as I lay underneath her naked. It was surprising how
aggresive she was being today, which was quite out of the norm for
her. While distracting me with those luscious lips, she pulled out
the restraints that were already tied to the bed. After she had my
first writst tied to the bed, I knew what she was doing but was not
about to object.
My cock was rock hard, laying there on the bed, watching her as she
finished tying up my other hand. She stood up next to me, and
without saying a word, started to slowly undress, taking off her
dress ever so slowly.
Her milky white breasts looked so enticing as she let her dress fall
to the floor. My wife is a beautiful woman, by no means a model, but
still an incredible looking woman. Fair skinned, with long brown
hair, she was not the type that one would think had such kinky
mannerisms in the bedroom. Her 38 D breasts weren’t as perky as
when we first got married, but her nipples still looked so tasty,
already sticking out a bit, getting harder by the minute. Her tummy
was still flat, and the only thing she had on underneath that dress
was a pair of black lacey ‘boyshort’ type panties.
She was soon back on top of me, rubbing those breasts over my body,
letting me taste each nipple. When she worked her way down to my
cock, she started rubbing her breasts around it. Working up slowly
to a faster pace, soon I was titty fucking her soft breasts. She
smiled up at me with those beautiful lips.
“Are you enjoying your birthday present so far?” She asked me,
licking her lips.
I smiled, “Of Course” was all I manged to say, my cock still
throbbing between her breasts.
“This is only just the beginning” She smiled again, and then moved
lower and engulfed my cock into her mouth. It was heavenly, she
is soo good as sucking cock. Her lips wrapped around my shaft, she
started slowly bobbing up and down on my cock. Her tongue felt so
good sliding around the tip of my cock, and soon she would be back
down, taking my 7 1/2 inches all the way into her mouth.
While she was doing that expert job on my cock, she reached down
and grabbed the lube she had already placed at the foot of the bed.
Lubing up her finger, never stopping sucking my cock, I suddely felt
it slip between my ass cheeks. Knowing what was coming next I tried
my best to relax. She rubbed her finger on my asshole but never
slid it in.
Without missing a beat, never stopping that wonderful blowjob she
was giving me, she had reached back down and grabbed a little silver
bullet vibe. She stopped sucking, and looking up into my eyes, she
started to slowly press the bullet against my asshole. It slipped
right in and it seemed that almost if on cue, the doorbell rang.
I opened my eyes again, wondering who could be at the door now, but
more just hoping they would go away. The bullet slowly slid farther
inside me on its own as she stood back up. She tucked the rest of
the cord and the controller under me, and walked out the bedroom
door, grabbing a robe as she went.
I lay there with my cock throbbing, it was still glistening with her
saliva. And at the same time I could feel that silver bullet inside
me, I realized that it was turned onto the low vibe setting, and it
was humming inside my ass. The slow vibrations pulsed through me
as I lay there still tied to the bed.
My wife walked back in the room, “It was just Chris and Charlene”
she said.
“Oh, and you didn’t invite them in to play?” I asked with a laugh.
We have never played with another couple but it had been a nice
pillow talk fantasy for us.
“Who said I didnt?” she replied. And as I looked up, Chris and
Charlene walked through the door, a large grin on both their faces.
“Well you sure look surprised,” Charlene said, “you didn’t know that
she asked us to come help with your birthday preset?”
All I could do was stare, still aware of the bullet vibrating in my
ass, and my cock pulsing there for everyone to see. Chris sat down
in the chair in the corner, while Charlene took a step closer to my
wife, and slid her robe off her.
They kissed standing there at the edge of the bed, my wife in only
her panties. Charlene layed her down onto the bed next to me and
helped her slide the panties off. As my wife lay there naked, she
started to rub her hands up and down her own body. Her friend now
moving to the foot of the bed and slowly taking her clothes off as
well.
I had always thought Charlene had a sexy body, but as she slowly
stripped I started to realize how much of a knockout she really was.
Her skin was tan and firm, and her breasts were small but perky. As
she took of her bra I saw that she had no tanlines, and beautiful
dark nipples. She slid her panties off too, revlealing a nicely
trimmed pussy. Just a small strip of hair was all she had, and
once again, no tan lines.
She didn’t waste any time kissing up my wife’s legs, slowly moving
farther up until her head was between her knees. Charlene was up on
the bed with us now, and her tongue slid all the way up to my wife’s
pussy. She was very skilled, and as she licked and sucked and did
her magic, my wife moaned louder and louder. She came incredibly
hard, moaning, almsot screaming, out loud. As she came down from
the high of her orgasm, she looked over at me and smiled. We strared
into eachothers eyes, seeing only eachother for those brief moments.
As we broke eye contact, we both looked down and Charlene was
strapping on a dildo. Chris helped her with the straps and she
turned back to us, “are you ready for this?”
I grinned, it had always been a fantasy to see my wife get fucked
with a strapon, and this one looked great. It wasn’t huge, but
still a good size, probably 6 or so inches, and it looked so sexy
hanging there off such a tanned body.
Charlene smiled and stepped to the end of the bed. She reached
down, and grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed.
The wrist straps tightening around me, my arms forced up above my
head. And it took a second, but I realized that the strapon wasnt
for her, it was for me. She never paused, and she grabbed my legs
and put them up to her shoulders.
“Ohhh Mike” she smiled as she noticed the cord hanging out my ass,
“have you been getting ready for me?” She pulled the cord slowly
and I could feel the vibrating bullet slowly slide back down my
ass until it slowly slipped outside. In a heartbeat is seemed, I
immediately felt the tip of that strapon pressing against my asshole.
My wife was whispering in my ear, telling me to take it like a good
boy…
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I spent the morning doing what I always do, classes first at the local college I attend, and then off to breeze by Dad’s office to bring him lunch, and today I thought perhaps I’d go to the gym and work out for a bit. I pulled my Honda into the parking garage at Dad’s office; I adjusted the mirror to put on some lip gloss and ran my fingers through my hair. I grabbed the Chinese I had picked up for Dad. I locked the door and walked to the elevator. I pressed the button to the elevator and the door instantly slid open. I stepped in; inside the elevator I pressed the ground floor and rode the short trip to the bottom. I walked out of the elevator and into my Dad’s office. I stopped at the desk to tell the Receptionist I was there; she smiled and waved me through. I pushed the button on the lobby elevator and when it slid open my friend Elizabeth was inside.
“Hi Brooke,” Elizabeth said.
“Oh, how are you Lizzie,” I asked.
“I’ve been better, having a rough day with that new guy up in finance, he’s such an asshole,” she told me.
“Well what’s he look like,” I asked.
“He’s sexy as hell but he’s really uptight, I think he needs to get fucked to get his attitude fixed up,” she said.
“Introduce, me Liz,” I said.
She smiled, Liz and I had been friends for years since high school, she was interning here while she was in the community college for accounting. She knew what I was capable of, and she knew that if this guy needed a good fucking I would certainly give it to him. We got off on the 6th floor, and I walked into Dad’s office area, I stopped to chat with his secretary. Her name was Jan, she was a gorgeous girl, and she was in her late 20’s with black hair in a cute little spiky style with beautiful blue eyes.
“Brooke, are you here for your Dad’s lunch,” She asked.
“Yes, I sure I am, “I answered.
“Well your Dad is in a meeting with some important clients he said you could leave it with me,” she said.
I leaned in over her desk to pick up a post it note, I was aware of Jan looking down my dress. Today I had worn a cute little pink sun dress that was low cut where the tops of my breast bulged out. My dress hit me thigh about two inches above the knee. Of course I wore no panties, I never did, and I loved to be free of clothes that were restraining. Today I wore no bra; they tended to push on pierced nipples when I decided to wear my little silver hoops in them.
“Jan are you checking me out,” I asked her slyly?
“Brooke, you look very, delicious today,” she said.
I straightened up and jotted Daddy a little note that told him I loved him, hoped he enjoyed lunch and I’d see him at home tonight around 8. I sat the pin down, when Jan rose from her chair she took my hand in hers and walked me over to a door in the office, she opened it, inside was supply room it was rather large.
“Jan what are we doing,” I asked inquisitively.
She didn’t answer me she took me into the room and shut the door and flipped the lock on the inside of the door. She moved to the back of the room in front of me. She took her hand a caressed my face gently, and leaned in her lips brushing against mine. I stood very still, as her tongue ran along my bottom lip and then parted my lips. She kissed me softly as her tongue searched earnestly for mine. I gave it to her, as our tongues danced I was aware of her hands one around my waist pulling me close to her, I could feel her large breast pushing into mine. Her other hand was reaching into the top of my dress. She continued our passionate kiss as her hand found my nipple, she had no idea they were pierced but she found out quickly as she gently tugged on the ring. I could feel my pussy getting wet. She pulled back from my mouth and looked into my eyes; she could see I was certain that I was excited. She reached into my dress with her other hand and pulled my breast out of my dress. I had nice round tits, they were a size D cup, and I had nice hard nipples with large brown areolas. She kissed down my neck and to my breast that she held in her hand. Her tongue flicked at my nipple as I began to exhale, her hot wet tongue licked my nice shrinking brown spot and then she took the nipple ring and all into her mouth. I put my hand on the back of her head as she continued to assault my tits. She pulled the other one out, and did the same thing, her tongue dancing and sucking and flicking my nipple. My pussy was dripping.
She stopped what she was doing for moment, and rose to look at me; she turned around on the bottom shelf she pulled out some big cushions that were once on the sofa in her office, she took the four and put them on the floor. She took my hand and led me over to them and encouraged me to kneel down on them. We were both on our knees facing each other; my tits were still out of my dress. She reached under my dress and began to gently rub my pussy lips. My pussy was shaved so nice and smooth I had just shaved this morning, as I did every morning actually. She continued to rub the outer lips of my cunt as she pulled on my nipple rings with her other hand. I wanted her very badly at that moment. I moved away from her and I decided to lie down on the cushions. I positioned myself where I could hook my shoes on a shelf on each side so I was as spread out of Jan as I could get. She sat down cross legged between my legs and began to gently caress the outer lips of my pussy. I knew that I was wet and she could see because I was so spread out for her, but she continued to rub my outer lips gently. She watched my face for an indication that I was enjoying what she was doing. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling between my legs. Her soft hands ran gently across my lips she started at my mound and worked her way down over the lips past my clit that was sticking out and hard down to my ass and then back up. I was throbbing because I wanted her to touch my cunt inside, but being submissive required me to allow her to do it her way.
She took her hands and peeled my outer lips out to open me further, she held me open with one hand. I felt her long finger nails brush over my clit just the tips of her nails hit my clit, and then ran down those tender pink inner lips. She moved her nails back up and I felt the pressure of her finger on my clit. She rubbed slowly and methodically little circles around my clit.
“You’re soaking wet Brooke, does this feel good baby,” she asked?
“I want you to fuck me Jan,” I answered breathlessly.
“Oh don’t you worry baby girl, I’ll fuck you, I’ll fuck you like you have never been fucked before,” she answered.
She continued to rub at my hard little pink clit, I opened my eyes and looked down at what she was doing, it looked even better than it felt. Her long red nails inside my pussy lips, my clit being pulled up where she could rub it, I knew I was getting wetter by the second. She moved her fingers between those pink inner lips to my soaked pussy hole. She stroked that area between my clit and my hole; I rocked my hips as she continued to slowly fuck me. She took her finger and gently put the tip into my hole, she moved the tip of her finger around inside of me, and then she moved more in until she was up to the first knuckle. I rocked my hips even faster soon I had her entire finger into my pulsating pussy; she moved the finger in and out of my cunt. She decided to add another finger, her second finger made me feel a little fuller as she began to give my pussy long strokes. Her fingers moved deep inside until she hit my cervix and then back out until I had just the tips of her nails inside.
“Please Jan, fuck me hard,” I begged.
She didn’t answer me, she instead added another finger to my puss, and she moved it in with the other two and began to work them into my G spot. She sped up as I rocked my hips, she had turned my lips loose she had been holding open and began to gently rub my clit with her thumb as she worked my pussy hole over with her three fingers. She moved them faster all the way in and turn and all the way back out. The feeling was divine, I knew that I was going to cum soon for her; the massaging on my clit was more than I could stand with being fucked. It was then that I felt her hot mouth, I felt her breath first close to my clit, then I felt that wet hot tongue flicking the other side of my clit, her thumb massaged one side her tongue the other. Her fingers never stopped moving inside of me, I rocked my hips faster and harder.
“Jan, I’m going to cum for you, my pussy is going to cum on you, “I moaned.
“Cum baby, you can cum I have my mouth here to lick you all over when you cum,” she purred.
I lost it, I came, my pussy clamped down on her three fingers as they were worked deep inside my wet cunt. I blew it my thighs stiffened and I began to shake and rock my pussy against her mouth, she pulled her fingers out and true to her word, her mouth was on my pussy, her tongue was inside me she fucked my pussy with her tongue and her thumb worked over my clit as I neared another orgasm, I bucked my hips against her face as she tongue fucked my dripping hot little pussy. I came as she shoved four fingers into my hole, my legs stiffened again and I rose up to grab her head and shove it back into my dripping snatch. She tongue fucked me once more after she pulled her fingers back out of me. Her tongue was so wet and so hot, I came again this time I squirted my load into her face. I had never squirted before so this was new to me, the feeling was overwhelming. I lay back as I tried to catch my breath, once I could breathe again; I opened my eyes to find Jan still squatting between my legs with a paper towel trying to wipe off her face.
“Baby, you got me good, “she said.
“I’m so sorry Jan, I’ve never done anything like that before, “I said apologetically.
“Oh fuck no don’t you ever be sorry Brooke for that, you squirted, there are not very many women that can pull that off,” she said.
“But you have to go back out here to work,” I said.
“You know what Brooke, if I have to go out there with your pussy on my face all day, baby I have something to smile about because I know what I’ve been doing,” she said laughing.
I got up off the cushions on wobbly legs, smoothed my dress out, and my hair. I surveyed the damage, I had gotten Jan’s black dress soaked, and even her hair was wet, not to mention it was all over the cushions. We cleaned up the mess and her as best we could and walked back out of the storage room. Her office was still empty, I kissed her bye and invited her to come to the house the next night, and I could fuck her again.
I walked out of the office and into the lobby of the 6th floor; Liz was once again waiting for the elevator,
“How was your Dad,” Liz asked.
“He was great,” I lied.
“Come on, let me introduce you to Tony the asshole in finance,” she said.
I got on the elevator with her, and we went to the 5th floor, stepping off I could almost smell the finance department all that printer ink, and toner, I swear it smelled like hot erasers to me. I knew I was being silly. We walked into the first office on the left, on the door was a sign that signed Finance Manager, we walked in, behind the desk sat an absolutely gorgeous guy, he had black hair that touched brushed his shoulders, he had a dark complexion and appeared to be of Mediterranean decent, he wore a black suit with a thin burgundy colored tie. He rose when we walked in, looking me up and down I extended my hand immediately and gave him a warm smile, and he reached out and took my hand in his and shook it.
“I’m Tony Amburggo,” he said.
“Hi, I’m Brooke LeRamey,” I said trying to appear shy.
“Tony, Brooke is Mr. LeRamey’s daughter,” Liz introduced.
He cleared his throat obviously uncomfortable that he was just checking out the big boss’s daughter. He gestured for me to have a seat. Obediently I sat, I was aware my pussy was still rather moist from my store room fucking I had just received. I crossed my long tan legs, and I was aware that Liz had left the room. I was also aware that my short dress went I sat down was hiked up somewhat on my right hip and I was certain he could see my right cheek. He was indeed staring, so I knew that he could see my ass.
“So what brings you in here, Brooke,” he asked?
“I bring Dad his lunch every day when I get out of class,” I said.
His smile faded, he must have thought I was in high school. So I swung my leg for a few seconds to appeal to him some more.
“I’m a freshman in college Tony,” I said sweetly.
He grinned, “Oh I see, what are you studying,” he asked?
“Well right now I’m taking general studies but I plan on pre-law,” I said seductively.
“Brooke, I don’t usually do this, but you are ummm an ummm very sweet girl, would you like to come to dinner tonight? I have another friend meeting me as well. We are going to The Bridge Restaurant tonight,” He said.
“Sure, what time,” I asked?
“How about you meet me at 6:30 just ask for me with the Maître De will show you to my table,” he said.
With that he stood up, so I stood I assumed he was probably busy, but I obviously had made an impression on asshole Tony. I picked up my purse and head toward the door, when I dropped my purse. I bent over at the waist well aware my pink sun dress had just pulled up so he could see my sweet little brown ass, and I parted my legs just a little, so he could see my sweet little pussy as well. I picked up my back and stood back up, turning around to wave at him, he stood with his mouth hung open, and his dick was obviously very hard, I could see the outline through his black suit pants.
When I got to my car I looked in the mirror I still looked good, I reached between my legs and felt my pussy it was still wet from Jan, she was so damn good, I couldn’t wait to fuck her tomorrow night. I looked around the parking lot, beside me was an older guy about 45 or 50 sitting in his convertible, he smiled at me. Perfect I thought, I raised the top on my Honda, and leaned my seat back just a little bit, I moved my leg up on the dash board spreading my legs. I turned my head so slightly I realized the guy beside me was taking this all in. I reached between my legs and parted my pussy lips. I began to rub the right side my clit with my index finger. I moved it in small little circular motions my pussy getting wetter. I began to breathe heavier, turning my head the guy in the car next to me was up in his seat craning his head so he could see my pussy. I moved my hips up so he could watch what I was doing. I rubbed faster and harder, I could feel myself getting close when I decided I needed to have something hard in me. I moved up and placed one leg over the gear shift on the floor of the passenger side, leaving the other leg on the driver side. I pulled my sun dress up around my waste as I eased myself down on to the gear shift. I felt it push against my pussy lips, I pushed harder and it went between my inner lips, still harder I pushed when I felt it pop into my waiting cunt. I slid down on it, taking the gearshift into my puss. I began to ride the gear shift taking more and more each time. I reached into my sun dress and pulled my right tit out; I grabbed the ring and began to pull harder each time I went down on the shift. I looked over at the guy next to me; he had his cock in his hand stroking it while he watched me fuck my car. I rode it faster and harder, when I knew I was going to come, I jerked the ring in my nipple making it red until you thought the ring would pull out, I came. I rode my pussy almost all the way down on the gear, when I began to rock my hips, I moaned loudly and I was aware when I closed my eyes of the guy in the next car moaning very loudly. My eyes opened and I was aware that he was coming all over himself. Once I had finished I pulled my pussy up and off the gear, I settled back into the driver’s seat I waved and the guy next to me who was trying to clean his dick off with a napkin from his car. I squealed the tires as I zoomed out of the parking garage.
I had one more errand then I could go and meet my friends from dad’s work for dinner at 6. I drove to my best friend Leslie’s house. Leslie and I had been fucking each other all through high school. Leslie had decided that she was a full-fledged lesbian after out flings; she wouldn’t even try a guy. I was taking some papers to her mom for Leslie. I pulled into their circular driveway through the car in park and bounced up the steps papers in tow. I rang the bell, and waited for her mom to answer; I waited a few seconds and rang the bell again. I hear her mom from within the house, her feet running through the hallway. She peaked out the door and she saw who it was, she threw it open. She stood in a towel her huge breast peaking over the top of her towel, covered but barely.
“Brooke, sweetheart, sorry I just stepped out of the bath, come in please,” she said.
“Sorry Mrs. Sweingarden, Leslie asked me to drop these off,” I said.
“Brooke, how many times have I told you to call me Wendi,” she asked?
“I know sorry, here are the papers,” I said handing them to her.
She reached out to take them and as she took them she dropped the towel. She was completely naked under that towel, and was she ever built. She was about 5’9, had a DD breast, and a small shapely waist with a little strip of black hair covering her pussy. She looked at me for a few minutes, before doing anything.
“Sorry, I’m so clumsy,” she said.
She reached for the towel, when she rose back up she had the towel in her hand I took her hand and held the towel down.
“Wendi, you have a beautiful pussy,” I said seductively.
She smiled sweetly, “Brooke, would you like to taste my sweet little quim,” she asked?
I looked at her, and knelt on the floor in front of her, I parted her pussy lips, and her hard clit stuck straight out. It was dark red, and very hard, I had never seen a clit as big as hers. I hit it with my tongue, flicking it, as she let out a very loud moan, I flicked it again, and she put her hands in my hair. Flicking it again, she quivered all the way down to her feet. I sucked her hard clit between my teeth and she came all over me, wet, and hot thick juice slid from her pussy onto my tongue, as she squealed in delight. I rose and kissed her gently on the lips. I put the towel in her hand and opened the front door. As I turned to close the door I saw that she had propped herself against the wall and was breathing hard. I slid into the car and headed home to get ready for my hot date with Tony the finance manager from my Dad’s office.
I went home and showered got out a blue cocktail dress sat it on the bed. I took the silver rings out of my nipples and picked up my gold hoops. I put them into my nipples. I picked up the dress put it over my head and slid into my gold sandals. I brushed my long hair out and put on some lip gloss, grabbed my bag and headed back out to my car. I put my top up on the car and drove to the restaurant. I paid the valet and headed inside. I told them who I was there to meet and they took directly the table. Tony was sitting at the table in a white oxford cloth button down shirt and black slacks. He had a brunette with him who was wearing a black and white dress, with her hair swept back on into a loose French twist.
As he stood, he took my hand, “Brooke, glad you made it, this is Tamara,” he said.
“Hi Tamara,” I said.
“Nice to meet you,” she stated.
He pulled my chair out and we sat chatting. He ordered an expensive bottle of wine, which we drank, all of it and started on a second before the food came. After we ate, we sat and talked easily some more. Tony kept smiling at the girl sitting next to him.
“Brooke, would you like to come back to my townhouse with Tamara and me,” he asked.
“Of course I’d love to,” I said.
We went out to the valet, they brought our cars around and I followed them to Tony’s townhome. We parked in the front and went up the steps to the house. His townhome was beautifully decorated with modern décor. We went into his living room, and he fixed us drinks at his bar, and sat down between us both. We drank and talked for several hours, until I was pretty drunk. He invited me up to his room with Tamara. I happily went along I was going to have a long good fuck tonight and I knew it. I started getting wet again as we walked up the steps. Tamara walked behind me, her hand up the back of my dress feeling my ass, and touching my asshole as I walked. We reached the top of the steps; I was off for the fucking of my life.
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Four 40ish white wives stray from their wife swapping club to try sex on the black side.
This story is NOT Grammerically correct that is a problem for you PLEASE Move on. If you are an Editor and wish to assist me I would be happy to give credit.
This is my second story here. Constructive criticism is welcomed, but insertion of your fetishes into my writings are not.
NOTE – this first part does not have much sex. Establishing characters is important to me.
Hanna finds out she cant give Willy a speeding ticket
Matt has just been left with a strange branch of his family. The only thing that keeps Matt going is his attraction to his cousin
John joins The World for the first time. This is my first writing attempt so I happily welcome all constructive criticism and comments. I intend to explore many taboo and sensitive topics through out this story so be prepared. This is just the start of many chapters so stay tuned. If you like it please leave comments or support so I know to keep bringing out more content.
A widow and single mom named Amy wants to have a baby.
Rob hacks into his sister’s Twitter account and sends fake tweets, that turn out to come true.
Since it’s Easter weekend heres a bonus chapter I hope you all enjoy
Jennifer’s Big Surprise
What do you call a human with cat ears and a tail? I need to know because I have one living in my house! Wherever I go, animals keep turning into naked women! What’s going on? How long can I keep this secret? How can things possibly any weirder?
Father and Daughter Romance
This story is really all about the various lies that we have to live with sometimes, and the various truths that can come out at the damnedest times.
Part 29
Green Island – Lynne
Lynne and Ian dove the Great Barrier Reef. The clear water, bright sunlight and incredible fish life made them feel clean despite the salt. Both had dive skills, but they came to see it now as a shared passion.
They snorkeled and swam. Lynne began to believe in tomorrows with a man of her own.
On the fourth morning, Lynne woke to the aroma of a different man. She was in a double chaise lounge, Ian’s arms around her. She was clutching his morning erection through his pants. In the night, someone had covered them with a blanket.
“I didn’t dare move. You’re so incredibly beautiful,” Ian said softly. Lynne blushed, but gave the hard shaft a squeeze.
“Is that an invitation?” he said lightly, but meaning every word.
“No, a promise for tonight. I want to be fresh and ready for anything you might want.”
He saw she was serious and he smiled.
As she started to rise, Ian held her back, gently caressing her shoulders. His message was clear. He wanted tonight to be perfect too.
Inside she felt warm and treasured. She mentally explored the possibilities, imagining his hard body on hers. Time wouldn’t matter and she would not have to share him.
“Meet in an hour for some snorkeling?” Ian asked, pointing to the beach where masks, fins and snorkels were displayed.
“How about some food first? I starved.”
“Food it is! Meet at the restaurant in 1,” he said chuckling.
They had breakfast together. They sat in the restaurant for hours, talking about dreams and hopes. Ian delicately brought up the subject of her rapes, fearful that it might be an issue if they had sex.
Lynne had to be honest. This man seemed already a part of her. Ian held her hands in his.
“It was my father and brother. They tied me up and raped me several times over the period of a couple of weeks. When my Mom found out, she sent me to a boarding school to protect me,” she said simply, reliving the horror in her mind.
He watched her carefully, seeing the pain and the terror.
“Are you OK now? I mean have you dealt with it?” Ian felt inadequate, an unusual feeling for him.
She smiled sadly, “I think so. I’ve got a wonderful family, a great therapist and a marvelous lover. But I won’t really know until tonight,” she brightened, “until I feel you inside me.”
Ian felt his cock rage. He chuckled. And started to drink his tea.
“You’re laughing at me?” she said in mock indignation.
Ian chocked, spitting out a mouthful of tea.
“No, no,” he chocked out, “I have a raging hard on thinking about tonight. I had to get my mind off sex.”
She seemed mollified. “Tell me what you want to do tonight,” she said seriously. Lynne wanted the words to paint a picture for her.
“How about we go to your room and I’ll describe everything as I do it with you? If I tell you sitting here, I’m afraid I’ll cum in my shorts.”
A feral light shone through her eyes. “Come to my room in an hour. The hell with waiting!”
She left first. Ian had to wait for his erection to subside. His shorts still had a wet spot when he went to his room to shower and prepare.
Lynne knew Ian the lawyer was likely to be on time, so she hurried.
She showered, gave herself two enemas, douched and shaved. She was dressed in an oversized T-shirt, brushing out her long, wavy brown hair when she heard his knock. Instead of putting on the negligee she had intended, she answered in the t-shirt. She’d be naked soon anyway and she felt good about being dressed only in her birthday suit.
Ian stood there with a bottle of champagne, two glasses, a single red rose and a stunned smile. Lynne was gorgeous!
She pulled him inside, throwing her arms around his neck, kissing him with a passion even she did not know she possessed.
Ian put the bottle, glasses and rose on the dresser while returning her kiss. He took her into his arms with practiced precision. Somehow, though, this felt different.
When they broke, wonder and lust danced through her dark eyes.
Still holding her, Ian looked into those marvelous brown eyes. “First, I want to see you naked,” Ian said, remembering his promise, “I want to imprint the image of your body on my heart.”
Lynne gasped, wondering how he knew she needed the words. She stepped back and threw off the t-shirt. She cupped her B cup breasts with their hard nipples, kneading them and lifting them toward her full lips.
When he reached for her, she held him off.
“I want to feel your hands squeeze and caress my breasts while you suck and lick my nipples.”
Her hand dropped to her groin. She sensuously ran a finger along the visibly wet cleft between her outer labia. “I want to feel you inside me, stretching me, making me cum and filling me with your cum.”
Her hand went to her ass. “I want to feel you in my ass, stretching me, claiming me for your own. I want to feel your shaft with my mouth and these lips,” she said running a finger across her lips.”
“Now, I want to see your cock, to taste it, to caress it with my tongue.”
Ian stripped quickly, his cock raging.
She knelt before him, took his shaft in her small hand and looked into his eyes.
“Lick it Love,” he said softly, “taste the cock you will taste thousands of times in our future.”
She licked the shaft from his balls to the little triangle of nerves on the underside of the head, her eyes never leaving his.
“Now take it between your lips into your beautiful mouth.” Her mouth engulfed the head of his formidable manhood. Her tongue twirled around the head in a practiced dance of lust.
“That’s it, my cock sucking woman. Make love to my cock.” Ian moaned at the pleasure, both physical and emotional, watching his cock slowly disappear into her mouth and eyes.
“One day you will give me your throat, letting my cock shoot my cum into your stomach.” Ian had never been deep throated.
Lynne craned her neck, took a deep breath and opened her throat as Shoshana had taught her years ago. Lynne slowly took his entire shaft into her throat, caressing it with her esophageal muscles.
“Oh my God, that’s incredible, Love,” Ian was in heaven.
She pulled back to breathe. He pulled here up and into a long, deep kiss.
“You mean in my throat like that?” she said giggling.
She strode to the stereo and hit play. She led him to her bed. He picked her up and laid her gently on the sheets, inhaling her fresh scent. He lay beside her.
“I’ve never had a woman take me in her throat before,” he said in wonder.
“Any other fantasies you want to try,” Lynne’s confidence soared, “I want this to be so special today.”
He kissed her in a way she had never been kissed before. He started gently grazing her lips. She wanted more. Her lips parted, her tongue began to explore his mouth while he caressed it with his tongue. Then it was his turn to explore her teeth and palette. His hand found her very wet pussy, teasing open the slit between her inner lips. He began to caress her clit with a gossamer touch.
She ripped her mouth from his moaning loudly.
He dropped his head to her breast, sucking on one nipple, then the other. Lynne gasped and had trouble keeping her breathing rhythm. He captured her clit between thumb and forefinger.
“There,” she cried out, her body beginning to tremble.
He bit down gently on her nipple.
“Yes!” she screamed, feeling her muscle neurons begin to misfire, “YES!”
He simultaneously slid a curled finger in her pussy, rubbed her clit with his thumb and bit down on her nipple.
“IANNNNNNNNNNNN!” she screamed as her climax exploded in her brain and through her body.
He kept caressing her, biting her nipples and impaling her. She kept cumming, crying out his name.
Finally, exhausted, she pushed his hands from her pussy, lying back in his arms, sweating and trembling.
After regaining her senses, she levered onto her side and looked into Ian’s eyes. She saw a look she’d only ever seen between Michael and Beth.
She slid down Ian’s body, slobbering over the cock head. She took it in her throat while watching his eyes. The pleasure was too much. On the fourth stroke, he started to shake. She realized he was calling her name!
His cock began to spasm shooting copious amounts of his seed directly into her stomach. She pulled back to get some of his semen in her mouth.
When he finished, she sat on her feet, leaned over, her breasts dangling provocatively. She opened her mouth showing him his milky cum on her tongue. She closed her mouth and swallowed, opening after to show him her clean mouth.
Despite having just had a massive ejaculation, Ian’s cock remained hard. He knew it was probably the little blue pill he’d taken, but it was also this incredible sensual woman.
“I’m too sensitive to take care of this monster right now, but let’s try something,” she said maneuvering to straddle his cock, facing his feet.
She slowly impaled herself. Fortunately, though Ian’s cock was formidable, it was not as large as Michael’s. There was none of the initial pain Michael’s monster always caused her. She swung her legs atop Ian’s and lay back, trusting him to catch her. He did.
Now back to chest, she swung her hair to one side, his lips close to her ear.
“Now tell me your fantasies,” she said sternly, “Every one of them.”
His hands caressed her breasts and nipples as he spoke
“I want to cum inside you without a condom, feeling our juices mix. I want to stretch your ass and cum in your mouth. That’s a big one with me. I’ve seen it on the Internet, but I never met a woman who’d do ass to mouth.”
“You have now,” she said in a deep, sultry voice. She felt him harden in her tunnel.
“I’d like to see you go down on another woman, making her cum.”
“Can we save that one for tomorrow night? I want only you tonight.” She giggled.
“What about you? What are your fantasies?”
“I’ll tell you later, you haven’t finished. All of them.”
He told her all of them, the threesomes, swinging, sex beneath the skies, double penetration, but it was his final fantasy that imprinted on Lynne’s heart.
“I want to watch our children enter this world.”
They lay joined for a long time. Neither wanted the moment to stop.
She felt his cock start to deflate, “So, who do you want me to lick?”
His cock sprang to life, imagining the scene.
“What about Jessica?” she was the resort entertainment director. Jennifer had medically cleared all the staff as well as the guests just in case.
“I’ll ask her tonight,” Lynne said as she wiggled her ass. She slid off him and took his shaft back in her mouth and throat, “We taste amazing together,” she said in her sensual voice.
He was very hard again.
She went to the bed stand and retrieved some strawberry tasting lubricant. She squeezed some into her palm and handed the lube to Ian as she wiggled her ass by his hand.
She applied the lube to his shaft, he to her puckered starfish. He poked a lubed finger into her ass with gentle care, then two, stretching her nether hole.
Finally, he knelt behind her and slowly moved forward. She tensed at first contact, but immediately relaxed. She gasped when the head pushed through her sphincter. Ian moved slowly, letting her channel stretch and relax.
“Your ass is so hot and tight, Love, it’s incredible!”
“Take my ass, make it yours, ram that enormous cock into my little hole.” Lynne was turning herself on, “I need to feel your balls slapping my pussy, NOW.”
Finally he was all the way in. He tried to be gentle, but Lynne was having none of it. She pulled forward and rammed herself back on his cock. Ian responded, grabbed her hips and began to slam into her.
“Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Stretch my ass! Make it yours!”
After a dozen strokes, he exclaimed, “I’m about to come!”
Instantly Lynne pulled away, reversed herself and took his shaft in her mouth, sucking it ferociously, letting it slide back into her throat. Seeing her throat expand with his cock sent Ian over the edge and into an epic orgasm. String after string of cum shot down her throat. Once again, she pulled back a little letting the last of his semen rest on her tongue to be displayed and swallowed.
They rested, sipping champagne, talking about dreams and hopes.
She told him about her family without names or origins. With his connections, he could probably find out, but she told him that it could do enormous harm to some of them and would mean she would never see them again. Though curious, Ian saw the real terror in her eyes, drowning his curiosity.
He told her about his life. He’d traveled extensively and had spent a year at Oxford, though he was by no means a scholar. He’d toured the States, Canada, Mexico, Thailand, Russia, Europe and South Africa, never finding the peace of his native Australia. Lynne world began to grow in his arms, to see the places she desperately wanted to visit through his words.
After a while, they lay in each other’s arms and dozed. Her eyes snapped open. She noticed him looking at her with a strange expression.
“What’s up?”
“I realized I never said it,” he said softly, “I love you Lynne.”
Lynne happily walked through the doorway in her heart from Michael to Ian. Michael would understand.
She slowly took off her commitment ring and placed it on the dresser, “I love you Ian. I love you in a way I have never loved a man before. Please believe that. I can’t explain it, but I love you so much.”
“Now come in my pussy without a condom.”
That evening, Lynne saw the pained expression on Alice’s face and the fury in Beth’s eyes. Neither could penetrate the armor of her love. She wasn’t indifferent, but Ian was now her man and she wanted to be his entire world.
The initial wave of frantic play over the first two days had smoothed into a comfortable atmosphere, making Jessica’s job easy. She planned two parties each night, one at the day visitor pool where she had dancing music, beer and wine. At the private pool she had more mellow music and a full bar. Tonight, she was a bit tired, so she went to the private bar.
She saw Ian and Lynne, now clearly a “couple”. They waived her over to their table. A thrill went through Jessica. While technically not a lesbian, she was close. And Lynne was hot. Had she known the plan, Jessica would have been astonished. Ian was a hunk. Several of the girls had cursed when he attached himself to Lynne.
“Hi!” Jessica said with more energy than she really had, “You guys look happy!”
They looked in each other’s eyes. She giggled. He chuckled. Jessica thought they had that freshly fucked aura about them.
“We made love all day,” Lynne said, getting the elephant in the room out in the open. Jessica’s smiled brilliantly. Lynne continued, “Wanna join us tomorrow night?”
Shock registered in her eyes. She couldn’t have heard that right, “and do what?” in a whisper.
“Let me lick your pussy and have you lick mine. We can go from there,” Lynne said in a soft woman’s voice.
Ian marveled at Lynne’s honest, direct approach to the world. Only later would he discover that it had been copied from Michael’s personal ethics and habits.
“If you’re serious, I’d love to,” Jessica said in a warm voice.
“Oh, take a couple of enemas too. My tongue likes to travel around the world.”
Having secured Ian’s fantasy for tomorrow, Lynne took him to the beach to fulfill one of hers. They began to make gentle love on the beach. In her mind it had been wonderful. Unfortunately, the reality of sand and mosquitoes and gnats ruined it. They finished in her room.
Lynne’s acceptance of Ian’s desires opened a doorway for him to a universe of sensuality. He took Lynne through it with him.
Ian moved his things to Lynne’s room for the remainder of the vacation. After a fabulous day of snorkeling and lounging, they went to shower off the salt before preparing for Jessica.
They’d seen her throughout the day, of course, and the sexual tension hummed between them. Having finished snorkeling, Lynne went to shower in the day visitor pool locker room. Jessica saw her go in and followed.
Lynne smiled broadly when she entered. Jessica strode directly to her, slid an arm around her waist and pulled Lynne to her. Jessica’s eyes were aflame with desire. Lips met willing lips. A soft kiss morphed into an inferno of need. Jessica had seen a great deal of sex this past five days and she was beyond horny. Lynne felt her need and dropped her hand to Jessica’s pussy. Lynne giggled into Jessica’s mouth. Jessica was dripping!
Jessica’s lips were on fire with need. It filled her. Coupled with anticipation for the night, she was a wreck.
Lynne pulled her to the dressing room and locked the door. Lynne pulled Jessica’s one-piece suit off her shoulders, pulled it down and off. She pushed Jessica to the seat, spread her legs and knelt on the soft, padded floor.
Lynne attacked Jessica’s pussy like a ravenous animal, licking, sucking and gently biting. Jessica moaned, gasped and squealed her delight. Lynne’s hands kneaded Jessica’s C cup breasts with their rock hard nipples. Jessica pulled Lynne to her clit. Lynne sucked it into her mouth and bit down gently while her tongue whipped the engorged button mercilessly.
Jessica screamed in orgasm, but Lynne continued until several screams later, Jessica pushed her away. Lynne’s knees started to hurt, so she stood and caressed Jessica’s shoulders.
“You taste great!”
Jessica looked up with wonder in her eyes. They smiled at each other and left the room to the showers to get the salt off them, talking about the night to come.
Lynne inserted a finger in Jessica’s pussy before they exited. Jessica still leaked excitement.
Ian waited patiently at the pool, rising as they approached.
“Open wide,” Lynne said inserting her finger in his mouth, “This is what Jessica tastes like.” Jessica giggled, the flame of passion burst bright again.
Jessica joined them for dinner, the spotlight clearly on Lynne. Both Ian and Jessica wanted her and were obviously trying to seduce her. They both succeeded beyond their wildest dreams.
Jessica and Lynne left to get ready. Ian would give Lynne an hour before returning to their room. Lynne hated to be rushed. Ian wondered if he would fulfill two of his fantasies tonight.
Beth and Kat came to his table. He started to rise, but Kat gently pushed him back into his seat. “Can we join you?” Kat asked with a slight southern US accent.
“Sure,” Ian said apprehensively. He knew they were upset at his relationship with Lynne.
“I want to apologize,” Beth said, “I was angry with Lynne, thinking of my Dad and how he’ll miss her. Don’t misunderstand me, he will, but when he sees her so alive and full of love, he’ll be OK.” She extended her hand. He took it. Kat jumped into his lap and kissed his cheek. “Just be good to her. She’s a keeper.”
When he got to their room, Lynne had a towel around her body and another around her hair. She’d just finished shaving for the night’s activities.
“Had an interesting hour, Love,” she looked at him quizzically, “Beth and Kat talked with me for awhile. Then Alice came over. They apologized for being upset and told me they had never seen you so happy so Michael won’t have a problem. They asked me to tell you.”
She flew into his arms. If Beth apologized, it would all be set right. The guilt that had hidden in her heart evaporated.
He took his shower, shaved and put on linen pants with a drawstring. He was Commando beneath.
When he came out, he was surprised to see condoms on the bed stand. Two fantasies might be explored tonight.
Lynne simply sparkled with joy. She already felt Ian was her husband, her one and only. That didn’t mean they could not share their bodies, but they would never share their hearts.
She wore a thin dressing gown with a sash tied loosely. She was one tug from being naked. Her makeup screamed sex. Her long flowing hair was pulled into a single thick ponytail as she anticipated a good deal of oral play and didn’t want her hair in the way.
They barely heard the gentle knock. Brown eyes met gray in thrilled anticipation. Lynne hit play and music filled the room.
Jessica looked fabulous. During the day, she wore little makeup since she was frequently in the water. Now she looked a flawless, green-eyed beauty. She wore a beach cover-up, thong and beach sandals. She wore her thick, blonde hair pulled into a ponytail.
Ian handed her a flute of champagne. Lynne joined them, “To a night of wonder.” They drank.
Lynne took Ian’s hand and led him to a chair. “You get to watch until we ask you to join,” Lynne said releasing her inner slut.
When she turned around Jessica wore only her birthday suit. Lynne tugged her sash and joined her. Each held the other with one arm while the other hand explored the mysteries of the other woman.
Jessica had almost been a world-class runner until a knee injury had ended her career. She had an athlete’s confidence. She kept in shape in the gym, pools and ocean at the resort. Her ass was well muscled, beautifully shaped and rounded without any cellulite. Her c cup tits were full and topped with pink aureoles and long, now hard nipples.
The kiss ended with Jessica leading Lynne to the bed, positioning her so Ian could see. Jessica took her time, kissing every erogenous zone only women can find. By the time Jessica reached her breasts, Lynne was in a universe of pleasure, her nipples steely while her pussy streamed fluid.
Jessica sucked her right nipple hard. Lynne stiffened and gasped. Jessica moved her right arm until her hand was just above Lynne’s sex. She extended her index finger with its long nail. She found the opening with the tip of her finger. Lynne moaned and began to tremble.
Jessica bit down on the nipple while dragging her fingernail gently up Lynne’s slit to her clit, flicking it just once.
Lynne screamed as her orgasm exploded through her.
Jessica levitated to between Lynne’s legs and began to suck her clit. She captured it in her teeth and tortured it with her tongue. The incredible sensations fueled multiple orgasms. Lynne thrashed, but kept pulling Jessica to her pussy.
Her leg cramped, pain fueling her final orgasm. “IIIIIIIIIANNNNNNNNNNNN!” and she collapsed.
Jessica helped her knead the cramp, stretching her leg out, toes up. It released.
Covered with Lynne’s juice, Jessica came to Ian and drew him into a very wet kiss. He surprised her, drawing her into a warm embrace as he licked Lynne’s fluid from her face and chest. His hands stayed around her waist and on her hip, but they hummed with sensuality. She looked into his eyes and surrendered her lips to his.
The small part of her that still liked men seemed to grow inside her.
“Hey bitch, don’t try to steal my man!” Lynne said it as a joke, but her eyes were deadly serious. She joined them in a three-way kiss. She tasted her own juice. She dropped her hand to find Ian’s cock. It was hard as steel.
“Jess, do you mind if he fucks me while I eat you?” she looked at Jessica whose eyes showed wonder. Lynne knew that look. “Or would you rather he joined both of us?”
Jessica’s eyes lit up. “Both.” A little part of Lynne cried out, ‘not again.’
Ian was no fool. He saw Lynne’s wounded eyes, but could not think of a way to change the course of the evening.
“Don’t I get my show first?” Ian asked, trying to give him time to think, “I want to watch the love of my life eat you. Then we’ll see where it goes.”
Lynne heard the love and reassurance. He’d offered to forego his fantasy for her feelings. She finally understood how Beth could share her father. ‘I’m being a little bitch,’ she thought.
She led Jessica to the bed. She reached out to Ian and had him sit close. She wanted to put on a good show for him to apologize. As he approached, she grabbed the pull string on his pants. Now they all wore the same clothing.
He sat next to Jessica while Lynne laid on her other side.
“If you want to play with Ian while I’m between your legs, go ahead,” Lynne said, smiling, “you’re going to taste him later, anyway.”
Ian understood. Lynne had defeated her inner demons.
He watched Lynne begin to kiss Jessica, a soft kiss of invitation. It grew into a fiery lip lock. Ian was forgotten. Incandescent need coursed through Jessica. Lynne matched her intensity. Finally they broke the kiss. Lynne pushed Jessica down.
“Get ready bitch, you’re mine tonight,” Lynne growled. She began to explore the exquisite woman. Ian watched his woman in awe of her raw sensuality. By the time Lynne reached Jessica’s pussy, the room reeked of sex. Jessica streamed lubricant and was gripping the sheets, her eyes closed in concentration.
Ian watched as his gentle Lynne attacked Jessica’s pussy with abandon. Jessica screamed as Lynne found her most sensitive nub. Two fingers opened her pussy lips. Ian saw Lynne’s tongue dart inside, her tongue collecting Jessica’s secret nectar. Lynne sucked the woman’s clit.
Jessica shrieked her climax.
Lynne bit down gently, whipping her tongue across her clit.
She came again with another earsplitting scream. Jessica gripped Lynne’s hair, holding her to her labia, grinding her pussy against Lynne’s mouth.
Another series of misfiring neutrons was followed by another, incoherent shriek.
She released Lynne’s head.
“Help me turn her over,” Lynne said.
Ian helped Lynne turn Jessica onto her stomach. Lynne’s face was covered with Jessica’s juice. Ian kissed her with a passionate desperation.
“Watch.”
Lynne’s tongue began to work down Jessica’s ass crack, kneading the firm muscles, spreading the cheeks to give her access to Jessica’s puckered starfish. Her tongue finally reached the nether opening.
Lynne’s hands pried the ass cheeks apart and began to caress the pink starfish with her tongue.
Jessica squealed weakly. Lynne looked at Ian, motioning to the lube on the bedside.
Even as her tongue caressed, Lynne began to add a finger to her instruments of pleasure, spreading strawberry lube around and finally in Jessica’s ass.
Jessica moaned. Lynne gently inserted one finger, using it to pry her anus open. She added a second heavily lubed finger.
Jessica came to life, coming to her knees. Lynne motioned Ian to kneel behind Jessica. Lynne lovingly lubed his cock. Ian finally understood. He positioned himself behind Jessica.
Lynne whispered something to her. Jessica shook her head, whispering a reply.
“Pussy first, then her ass, darling,” Lynne said too soft for Jessica to hear. She took his cock and slid it along her inner lips, parting them. Finding her opening, Lynne gently pushed him forward, “be very gentle. No condoms.”
Lynne lay on her back and squirmed beneath, her face inches from Jessica’s. They began an intimate kiss. Lynne didn’t have to watch to see what Ian was doing. It was plainly written on Jessica’s face.
Ian pushed forward a little. Her tunnel clutched at him. She was very tight. He moved forward when he felt her press back. He started to impale her. He felt something. Not believing, he pushed gently forward. His way was obstructed. She was a virgin! He felt Lynne’s fingers on his balls urging him forward.
He coiled and ripped through her hymen. Jessica shrieked her pain into Lynne’s mouth.
Ian pulled back and froze. He felt her channel desperately trying to adjust to his shaft. He’d heard her suppressed cry.
He felt her push back. He moved forward slowly and in tiny increments, each movement waiting for Jessica’s signal.
Finally she was fully impaled. She began to rotate her hips, grinding in rhythm to the music. Ian felt Lynne’s fingers on Jessica’s clit. Jessica danced in rhythm, caressing his cock deep inside her.
Jessica’s breathing became ragged. She lost her rhythm. Ian directed her hips. She began to climb the mountain of her climax. Ian willed himself to wait.
Jessica began to move in frantic patterns, slamming onto his cock. Ian met her passion. Lynne sucked Jessica’s nipples, frantically rubbing her clit.
Jessica let out a primal scream as she climaxed. Ian felt her tunnel flutter than grip his shaft in a death grip. His control failed.
“I’m cumming,” he announced.
Jessica ground her pussy against him, telling him to come inside her.
He exploded inside her. His spasming shaft triggered another violent climax. Jessica collapsed forward feeling Ian’s shaft slip from her pussy.
Lynne pounced and began caressing her leaking labia, tasting the mixed blood, semen and female juice until a weak voice begged, “enough.”
They lay exhausted, Jessica in the middle. Explanations would be for tomorrow, but Jessica looked at Lynne and quietly said, “Thank you, thank you. It was incredible,” Jessica looked at Ian who had wonder in his eyes.
He smiled and pulled Jessica close. “You are incredible. I’m sorry I hurt you, but you are so special. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that much.”
Lynne surrendered her heart and soul to Ian that night.
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