07.30.06
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Archive for July, 2006
07.23.06
I Like My Wife Getting Fucked
I Like My Wife Getting Fucked By Another Man.
I am Neelam, a working woman, 36 and married with two kids. I and my husband have an active sex life and we enjoy it in all varieties. My husband always fantasises about having sex with other girls and since I have a liberal attitude, I have told him that if an opportunity comes, he may really enjoy sex with other woman. My husband has also given such a blanket permission to me to enjoy sex with any man I liked. But our nature is not to run around in search of a sex partner. We believed that if such an opportunity presented itself, we should make use of it. Since there is lot of thrill in secret enjoyments, we decided first enjoy and then tell the story.
I think I was lucky in this. A young boy named Varun was newly recruited in our office and he was placed in our Division. Varun was 24, very handsome and with a youthful figure. I had an instant liking for him. Soon we became very good friends and very often he used to drop me home in his bike. I often told many things about Varun to my husband and hearing it day after day, my husband too started telling sexy stories involving me and Varun. Initially, I dismissed him saying that we are simply friends. But later, I really started having sexual feelings for him. When I was pillion riding on his bike, I noticed that I actually desired to ‘press my breasts on his back’ and that my panties were getting ‘wet’. But I was still undecided because I don’t know how he would react to my sexual advances. He has been a good boy and had never talked about sex.
Hi, I am Neelam’s husband. So far you have read what my wife has written. I was not actually on the look out to screw other girls. But a chance remark by a cousin of mine, Mr.Amit, set my mood in a different direction. Amit is a touring medical representative of a well known pharmaceutical firm. He is of my age and married with kids. He lives in Bombay but tours all over India. He has come here twice, once when he was a bachelor; and then last year. He stayed in a hotel but paid a visit to our house one day. Though I and Amit grew up at different places, we used to write each other. But he could not come to attend my marriage due to work pressure.
When he visited our house, he was stunned by the beauty of my wife as he was seeing her for the first time. He praised about her a lot (of course, when my wife was not around), saying that I have made an excellent selection as she has got big breasts (his wife is flat-chested). He also wondered how she maintained her body in that condition (she’s 36-24-32 figure) even after two childbirth; how he would like to fuck such a woman (we had become even more closer after marriage and used to talk about sex); his wife is not so interested in sex (I have told him about our active sex life) and he desired to enjoy the oral pleasure, etc. etc. After hearing about our enjoyments, he jokingly said that he would like to be in bed with my wife. There it struck my mind that if he is so interested in her why not he enjoy her. I did not tell him anything and he returned to Bombay.
Later, the more I though about it, the more I liked it; my wife in bed with Amit, doing everything I do to her. When I make love to my wife, I cannot see myself doing it and I desired to see. Soon I started visualizing a love scene with my wife. It did not really satisfy me and I substituted Amit in my place. Oh, that was really horny and my stiff penis bursted with an instant orgasm. Since then, I started fantasizing about my wife having sex with Amit. I have a 5-day week but my wife has to go on Saturdays also. The children also leave for school and I will be alone. Then I would lie down naked on the bed and visualize the explicit love scenes of Amit with my wife. My penis would be stiff and I don’t have to touch it, the moment the love scene reaches the climax, I would have ejaculated.
My job normally does not involve travelling. But there was a project which was pending due to non-receipt of information. My boss suggested that I undertake a visit (this involved going to a neighbouring state capital), get the data and finish up the project. This is fine but I hesitated to go alone. When Varun heard about it, he ventured to come with me. It would take about 3-4 hours to reach the place and he said that he would take me on his bike so that even if it gets delayed, we can be back by late evening or night. The idea appealed to me and I took my boss’s permission to take Varun with me.
We started early morning and reached the place around 10 a.m. By the time we finished our work and was ready to return, it was late. It was 8.00 p.m. and dark. Apart from that, there was indication of an impending rain. Yet we started our return journey on the bike after having some snacks in a restaurant. We got out of the city and were on the highway. We went a few kilometers further and then suddenly it started raining. It was a heavy rain. We thought of waiting for the rain to stop. But there was no shelter on the highway, no tree or anything and we got fully drenched. More than that, the bike developed some problem due to water going inside. The bike stopped running and we stood there on the side of the road. It was pitch dark as there was no light on the highway. Some vehicles passed by and we gestured them to stop but nobody stopped. It was already very late (9.30 pm) and Varun said that the only way is to walk back to the city, stay in some hotel and return next morning. There was no other way and we walked in the rain with Varun pulling his bike along.
We have been married for the last 14 years and every year, we celebrate our wedding anniversary in a quiet fashion, presenting to each other gifts, going for a movie etc. But for the 15th anniversary, I felt that we should go for a ’second honeymoon’. My wife also agreed. I booked tickets for a famous hill station (I cannot give the name). A day before our wedding day, I and my wife reached the hill station early morning and booked into a hotel room. We went for sight seeing during the day and returned to the room late at night after having dinner. She wanted sex but I said that I am too tired and tomorrow being our wedding day, we can make it a great occasion. She agreed and we slept.
Next morning, we exchanged happy returns and we kissed. We had breakfast and took bath. There was a big market and we went to see it. We returned to the room around noon. Due to exhaustion, she said that she would take dinner in the room instead of going down to the restaurant. The room service boy did not come in spite of several calls and so I went down to the restaurant on the ground floor (our room was on the 3rd floor). While ordering lunch, someone patted on my back. I turned and saw Amit. It was a big surprise and he said that he is there on official trip. I told him about our trip. After congratulating me on the wedding day, he wanted to see my wife also to congratulate her. Suddenly I recollected my fantasies and decided to put it into action. I took Amit to a corner table and told him about my fantasy, about my wish etc. He instantly agreed to fuck my wife. I told him that it should be a surprise to her and we devised a plan.
We located a dingy hotel on the outskirts of the city and since there was no other way (it was still raining heavily), we took a room. The reception clerk gave a surprising look and led us to a room. Once inside, our immediate concern was to remove our clothes and put it up for drying (we have no other clothes) as sleeping in wet clothes is not good for health. Since Varun is a young boy and also due to my sexual feelings for him, I didn’t mind taking off my clothes in front of him. He watched in astonishment as I stood there in my bra and panty which were also wet. I encouraged him to remove his wet clothes and very shyly he got rid of his clothes (I was still not sure whether to seduce him for sex). He asked me to sleep on the bed and he slept on the floor over a bedspread.
I couldn’t sleep lay awake. Hearing some sounds, I looked up and saw that Varun was shivering with cold (it was still raining heavily). I called him and asked him to sleep on the bed but he refused. Finally, I went to him and holding his hand, I brought him over the bed and covered him with a blanket (there was only one). His leg was still shaking and I felt his underwear. It was wet and I pulled it down. He tried to object but my expert hands (I have been pulling down my husband’s clothes) took it away in a flash. I put his underwear for drying and came by his side. His body was cold and by now, my sexual mood had reached a point of no return. My nylon bra had dried with my body heat but my cotton panty was wet. I removed them both and went under his blanket.
“Varun, hold my body, hold me rightly, I will transfer my heat to you.”
“Varun, my boy, don’t feel shy, hold me”
There was no response from him. I moved over him and embraced his body. Oh god, what a body, stiff and sturdy. I wanted him to hold me and crush me with his strong arms. But the poor fellow was shivering with cold. I moved my hands and legs all over his body and soon there was sign of him getting heated. His penis was getting stiff between my legs. I went down and kissed its tip. He squirmed with pleasure (the poor fellow was enjoying sex for the first time) and alas, his sticky white fluid was out in no time (it came into my mouth) and his penis became flaccid. I was totally disappointed. It was 12.30 midnight and I decided to sleep.
“I’m so sorry, madam, I couldn’t help”
“No, it’s alright. It always happens on the first time. You know, my husband ejaculated before entering my hole on our first night. Now let’s go to sleep”
I and Amit quickly went to the nearby market and he purchased a gift for her. I took Amit to my room and he congratulated her on the wedding day. He gave her the gift packet and asked her to open it. She opened it and found that it was beautiful designer salwar-kameez. Not only that he has also included in the gift a designer bra and panty. He asked her to wear them including the under garments. I also prompted her and she went to the bathroom to wear the them. She came out a little while later wearing the salwar-kameez given by Amit. She looked beautiful in that and both of us appreciated her. He asked her whether she is also wearing the bra and panty given by him and she nodded, upon which I said that I would like to see her in her bra and panty. Before she could say anything, I started removing her salwar-kameez. She did protest but I was able to get rid of them quickly. She stood in front of us in her bra and panty.
The designer bra was made of lace material and it hardly contained her bulbous breasts. It seemed that they were trying to jump out of their confinement. Her dark nipples were clearly visible and Amit was staring at her luscious breasts without blinking his eyes.
“Beautiful” he said.
“You like it?” I asked.
“Yes, very much”
“Then……..”
I stopped abruptly (it was all a set up). Telling my wife that I had forgotten to call my boss during the day regarding some important matter, and he would be furious if I don’t get in touch with him today, I hurriedly came out of the room to make an STD call. I locked the door from outside leaving my wife with Amit. It was all going as we had planned and the STD call was only an excuse. Amit knew what to do would be proceeding to fuck my wife. I wandered around the lobby and outside the hotel for about half an hour.
When I returned and entered the room, I found Amit with my wife on the bed! Both were naked! They both looked up and I asked him how it went. My wife replied.
“My dear hubbyji, thank you for giving me this wonderful experience. I had a new ‘husband’ on my ’second first-night’ and he was a wonderful lover. You should have told me about this. The moment you went out, Amit came and hugged me telling that it was all a set up and that you wanted him to fuck me. In fact after a disastrous experience which I hadn’t told you, I was secretly longing for a male dick. The moment Amit kissed me, I started melting and gave him a free hand. He’s fond of my breasts. Poor fellow, his wife has nothing. OK, now I’m going to sleep with my ‘new husband’.
Thus started my wife’s relationship with my cousin Amit. During the next two days, I watched Amit fucking my wife and she enjoyed it greatly. We had threesome with me also joining.
While returning home, she disclosed about her relationship with a young boy in her office. I encouraged her and asked her to bring him home one day. She brought him and taught him how to fuck a woman and I would write about them later.
Thanks to Indian Sex Club for this nice story
Make You Feel Better
The sun streamed through the tall, thick panes of glass to fall on half a dozen canvases in varying stages of completion. The angle of the late afternoon light set a diffuse golden tone in the high-ceilinged room that made the paint colors deeper and more intense. Chase glanced at her delicate watch, and then gave a final word of instruction to the young man standing before her.
“All right class, that will be it for the day. Good work everyone. Remember, the studio will be open for after-hours work on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays beginning next week and running until the start of the exhibition.”
It was mid-fall in New Hampshire, a beautiful time of year when the trees were just starting to reach peak foliage color. Chase taught most of the advanced fine arts courses at the small, exclusive college nestled in the White Mountains. She was young for a professor, only 29, but had already achieved a measure of success in a few small galleries, and had recently been invited to join the faculty after receiving an advanced degree from a renowned school in Paris.
She glanced up at the row of offices lining the south wall of the room at the second story. Actually they were more like finely appointed cubicles, since there were no walls between them - nor even anything separating them from the painting studio. Of course, in the spirit of historic preservation, the buildings were not to be modified from their original configuration, so it was not really a surprise that some overflow administration functions had been squeezed in this way. Chase hadn’t had the opportunity yet in her six weeks with the school to make her way up and see exactly what the offices were used for.
Suddenly a head appeared over the chest high wall that did double duty as a pseudo-privacy barrier as well as a safety rail marking the edge of the loft. Chase felt her chest tighten with excitement. It was a small blonde woman she had noticed only twice before. The blonde had long, wavy hair and piercing green eyes that sat behind an unusual and interesting pair of glasses. About 5′4″, she had a petite frame that was always draped in fashionable clothing. Chase felt her thighs tingle when the blonde caught her gaze and waved her up.
“I’m Jaimee,” she introduced herself simply once Chase found the stairway up. She held out a delicate hand with a perfect French manicure. Chase was surprised by the strength of her grasp as they shook hands.
“Chase,” she reciprocated. “I teach the upper-level fine arts courses here.”
“I know,” Jaimee smiled with a row of beautifully white teeth. “I watch you a lot.”
Chase tried to mask her expression, but Jaimee saw through the attempt and blushed, realizing that her wording sounded a bit strange.
“I mean I watch your class a lot, and look at the paintings. When the Dean decided to open this row of offices over here, I jumped at the chance to get one of them. I just love art,” she explained.
Chase was more used to being the leader in a conversation, but Jaimee had definitely taken her by surprise. She flipped her own long, straight blonde hair back from her face and flashed Jaimee a warm smile. “So what is it that you do here?” she asked. “I’ve been meaning to come take a look up here, but I’m always too busy.”
“I work in alumni relations,” Jaimee said, then gave Chase a short description of what that entailed. “Mostly, my day is spent on the phone or talking with people,” she concluded.
“I’ve only seen you in passing a couple of times before today,” Chase noted.
Jaimee nodded. “I host a number of events as part of the job, so I’m often out of the office or traveling.”
“That must be tough on your husband, if you’re married,” Chase ventured. She was digging for information, not having noticed a wedding band. Something about Jaimee excited her very deeply, but she guessed it was too much to hope for that this stunning woman would be bisexual or a lesbian.
“No, I’m not married,” Jaimee said wistfully.
“Boyfriend?”
A sour expression crossed Jaimee’s face. “If you can call him that, I guess.” It was obvious that it was a sore subject, so Chase left it alone. Instead, she broached a new topic.
“Say, those are great glasses!”
Jaimee smiled gratefully, both for the compliment and for being off the hook about the boyfriend subject. After a few more minutes of talking, she suggested that they get a bite to eat in town.
**********
Later that night, after a few glasses of wine, platefuls of pasta, and copious amounts of giggling, Chase was lying in her bed. Or perhaps floating upon her sheets would have been more accurate. She was positively smitten. They had gotten along amazingly, soon talking like lifelong friends. The tingling in her cunt was still present, and growing more intense by the second as she reflected upon the evening. Soon Chase could feel a thin trickle of her honeyed juices slipping out of her gash to soak the hem of the nightgown she wore.
Chase was not the prototypical lesbian - not by a long shot. Slender and busty, with fashionable long hair and an affinity for makeup, she would never have been called a “dyke” by anyone. But she hadn’t been with a man since her first year of college, and didn’t have any desire to have one again in the future. Her interests and passions lay with the softer sex, and if there was one thing that she enjoyed more than anything else, it was parting the vaginal lips of another woman to kiss her in that most intimate of ways. Her already moist twat grew positively runny as she considered what Jaimee’s pussy must taste and smell like.
Being gay in a small New England town did not leave much opportunity for romance, unfortunately, and Chase hadn’t been with a woman in several months - since before leaving France, in fact. Fortunately, she was not opposed to vaginal penetration as some lesbians are, and in fact loved her small collection of dildos and vibrators. One of the few benefits of living alone, she thought to herself, is that she didn’t have to hide away her toys from prying eyes. In fact, for convenience, she kept her favorites underneath the second set of pillows on the bed. She reached for them now.
Chase withdrew a slim, curved tip plastic vibrator and a thick cyberskin dong from her hiding spot. Turning the vibrator on to a low speed, she mashed it against her clit and let her mind wander. Inevitably, visions of a naked, writhing Jaimee filled her mind. Chase felt her body heat up as she envisioned their bodies intertwined in lust. She slowly increased the speed of the vibrations to match her arousal, but did not use the dildo yet. She usually preferred to climax at least once before pressing the thick dong inside of herself.
That climax did not take long to achieve. Simply imagining kissing Jaimee’s soft red lips and tasting her sweet tongue was enough to bring Chase to a nice orgasm. She continued to turn up the vibrations without stopping, and then started pressing the dildo against her oozing gash. She didn’t try to fuck herself right away; instead she applied consistent pressure on the base of the dildo, letting it slowly sink into her as her pussy stretched to accommodate its girth. After a few minutes and some rocking of her hips, the toy was completely buried to its thick latex balls in her hungry cunt.
That was the signal for her to let loose, and she did. With long, steady strokes, she began working the cyberskin cock inside of herself, alternately withdrawing it to the thick head and then plunging it back into her steamy depths. All the while, she kept the vibrator, now on its highest speed setting, firmly pressed against her clit. The powerful sensations drove her wild and she came twice more as she tried to envision her fingers buried in Jaimee’s clenching pussy.
**********
Over the course of the next couple weeks, Chase and Jaimee saw each other occasionally. As she had described, Jaimee was often out of the office, and as a professor Chase spent as much time out of the classroom as in it. However, when their schedules coincided, they found themselves drawn together. They rapidly became close friends and arranged to have lunch together whenever possible.
Chase learned gradually that Jaimee’s boyfriend of the past year, Mitch, left a lot to be desired. It wasn’t that he was abusive, or anything so dramatic, but over time she began to recognize a pattern of neglect and apathy that was shocking to her. It was hard for her to imagine that anyone, male or female, could look at her petite blonde friend without being consumed by her. It wasn’t that Jaimee was abjectly sexual. She simply exuded an aura of femininity, well put together yet delicate, that mated to her beautiful face and slender body to create a sensual desirability. Their lunches inevitably left Chase heated and masturbating both in the women’s room during the day, and in her bedroom at night.
But as exciting as this time was, it was also immensely frustrating for Chase. As their friendship deepened, it became more difficult than ever to hold back the passion she felt. And there were no signs that the feelings were reciprocated. Chase found herself staring constantly at Jaimee’s firm 32B breasts, especially on those days when Jaimee wore a tight sweater or let some cleavage show via a loose blouse. There were at least a couple of times that she really felt like she had been “caught”, but Jaimee never said anything about it.
One Friday evening they went to dinner at a neighborhood Spanish restaurant and rapidly put away a pitcher of sangria. Chase had noticed that Jaimee was dressed a little sexier than normal, and wearing a touch more makeup. As they chatted and nibbled on appetizers, giggling frequently from the intoxicating effects of the fruity liquor, Chase couldn’t keep herself from making a comment.
“Jaimee, you look great tonight,” she said lightly. “What’s the occasion?”
Jaimee scrunched up her face in irritation and waved the waiter over for a fresh carafe of sangria. When her glass had been refilled, she finally responded.
“I was supposed to see my boyfriend tonight, the asshole. But right before I ran into you he called and cancelled - said there was a game on that he was going to watch with his buddies. He pulls this shit all the fucking time!”
Chase was shocked by the sudden outburst, which was followed almost instantly by giddy laughter as Jaimee realized she had stunned her friend. She had not previously sworn once, much less three times in a single sentence, in front of Chase.
Chase struggled to find something to say. From what she had come to believe, this was vintage Mitch, and she felt that the guy was a real jerk who didn’t deserve his fabulous girlfriend. But then she was also biased with a hidden agenda, so how much could she really attack the guy without looking like a jerk herself?
Luckily Jaimee solved the problem for her by calling for the check. She flirted with the waiter for a few moments until she had convinced him to pour the rest of their pitcher of sangria into a couple large to-go cups. “Let’s get out of here,” Jaimee said, taking Chase’s arm.
“Where do you want to go?” Chase asked. Not that it really mattered, since she would have gone just about anywhere in order to spend more time with the object of her desires.
“Isn’t your place just around the corner?” Jaimee asked gaily. “We can play cards or something.”
That settled, the two blondes left the restaurant arm in arm and headed out along the moderately trafficked Main Street. Chase had rented a medium-sized apartment right in town when she had arrived at the college earlier that fall. It was convenient to shopping, dining, and the small four-screen cinema downtown. This evening she was very glad to have chosen such a convenient location. Jaimee surprised her once again as they passed the corner store by her apartment though.
“Hang on for a second - I want to get some cigarettes,” she said and dashed inside.
She returned in a minute with a pack of Marlboro Lights 100’s and matches. Stripping the wrapping from the box, she pulled out an all-white cigarette and put it between her lips, then lit it with a match. Chase was amazed and it showed on her face.
“I didn’t know you smoked,” she said incredulously.
Jaimee grinned and exhaled a stream of smoke. “I only do it when I’ve been drinking and in certain moods,” she admitted. She took another deep drag and pulled Chase along before any further questions could be asked.
*********
Upon arriving in the apartment, Jaimee cooed with delight at the canvases that covered the walls. Most were unframed and had a raw, powerful energy to them. She examined each closely, not realizing that Chase was standing right behind her until she backed up into her. Chase felt her cunt lurch when Jaimee’s back pressed against her breasts. Jaimee stepped only slightly forward and looked over her shoulder into Chase’s eyes. “Did you do all of these?” she asked breathlessly.
“Most of them,” Chase nodded. “You like?”
Jaimee’s eyes were glowing. “They’re incredible. You’re a wonderful artist!” They talked about the paintings for a few minutes, and then Jaimee asked where the bathroom was.
“Down that hallway, across from my bedroom,” Chase pointed. She headed into the kitchen to get real glasses for the sangria while Jaimee went to the restroom. A couple of minutes later a surprised burst of laughter startled her. Jaimee was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, looking through her open bedroom door.
“I see why you don’t need a boyfriend,” she teased nervously, reaching into her purse and taking out another cigarette.
Chase was aghast, and felt the blood drain from her face as her angelic friend mirthfully lit up. Dreading what she knew she would find, she walked to the doorway and looked in - and there it was, her biggest dildo sitting atop the second set of pillows. She hadn’t been expecting company and hadn’t bothered to hide it after an interlude the night before.
Suddenly Jaimee realized how stricken and embarrassed her friend was. “Hey, don’t worry about it,” she said touching Chase’s shoulder. “Hell, I wish I were so lucky to have toys like that. Mitch won’t let me.”
Something snapped in Chase at that moment. She no longer cared about the risks of rejection. She was so desperately attracted to Jaimee that nothing was going to be able to stop her from acting.
“Well, that’s one reason I don’t have boyfriends,” Chase said softly. She sidled closer as Jaimee took a long puff from her cigarette. “And to be blunt, your boyfriend sounds like he doesn’t deserve you. You should be treated better.”
A pink flush began traveling up Jaimee’s neck and cheeks. She found herself looking intently at Chase’s ample 38D breasts advancing towards her.
“I have to tell you,” Chase warned in a husky voice, “Looking at my tits like that is going to cause an intense reaction.”
Jaimee looked up, blowing out a stream of smoke. “Umm…you, well…you’ve looked at my chest…I think…maybe once or twice…”
That was as far as she got before Chase’s lips were upon hers, gentle but insistent, probing. A moan escaped unbidden as she opened her smoky mouth and let Chase’s tongue penetrate to flick against her own in a wet duel. Jaimee felt Chase’s hand slide up to cup one of her breasts and found her body responding, pushing forward to increase the amount of contact.
“Oh God,” she whispered. “I’ve never done this before…been with a woman.”
“You wanted it, though,” Chase insisted.
Jaimee nodded, kissing Chase again. “I did…I didn’t realize it, but that’s exactly right…I think I sensed that you…”
Chase hushed her, kissing her firmly and exploring her delicious mouth with an agile pink tongue. “I’m going to show you pleasure in ways your boyfriend couldn’t dream of,” she promised. She led Jaimee into the bedroom and began unbuttoning her blouse.
Jaimee wore a navy blouse and a cream colored skirt, with flesh colored lace bra and panties. It was a subtle but sexy ensemble that was soon revealed as Chase pulled away the blouse and skirt. She cupped one of Jaimee’s pert tits in her hand and lifted it, kissing the smooth flesh to the accompanying moans of her inexperienced friend.
Jaimee was like putty in her hands. She was in sensory overload as her mind tried to process all that was occurring. When Chase hooked two fingers in her panties, she obligingly rocked her hips and lifted her feet to enable the underwear to fall away, revealing a closely trimmed blonde bush. The sight was incredible, exactly as Chase had imagined it. She moved a finger down to tease a droplet of wetness from between the slightly dangling lips, then brought it to her mouth and enjoyed the flavor.
“Mmm,” she moaned huskily. “You taste just like I’ve been hoping you would.” Noticing Jaimee starting to bounce a little on her feet, Chase realized that her new blonde lover was a bit impatient. She moved her hand back down between Jaimee’s legs and found her to be quite wet. Casually, she rubbed a finger lightly up and down through the moist slit for several seconds as they kissed again. Then she pushed Jaimee toward the bed.
Her voice a little shaky, Jaimee motioned with her half-gone cigarette. “Do you have someplace I could put this out?” she inquired.
“Don’t worry about it - it’s kind of sexy. You can smoke while I eat,” Chase replied, pressing Jaimee onto the sheets of the bed so that she was resting with her legs spread widely. Chase knelt before her nearly naked friend, still fully dressed herself. “Pull the cups off your tits,” she commanded softly. Jaimee instantly complied, revealing disproportionately large areolas and nipples the color of pink grapefruit. Chase lowered her face into Jaimee’s oozing sex.
This close up, the scent was intoxicating. She paused to simply breathe it in, enjoying the familiarity of aroused female musk, and the subtle differences that made this pussy foreign to all others she had known. She could smell different flavors of it as her face moved slowly closer to the source. Slowly it grew richer and more intense until her lips were resting in the slick crease and her nose was tickling the clit. Jaimee arched, trying to increase the gradually building pressure against her mound.
“Come on Chase, lick me,” she begged. She took a drag from her cigarette and exhaled hard. “I want to know what it feels like to have a woman do it.”
As much as she wanted to wait, make Jaimee beg for it until desperate, Chase couldn’t restrain herself. Not after those hard weeks of hiding her feelings. She simply pressed her tongue into the depths of the steaming slit and tasted the sweet honey within. Then in a single long stroke she licked from the base of Jaimee’s gash up to her clit. From the head of the bed came a loud moan, muffled by the soft legs pressed against Chase’s ears.
For the next few minutes Chase settled into a straightforward routine. She would lick and kiss Jaimee’s erect little clit until her body rocked from side to side in vast waves of pleasure. Then she would slip lower, until she felt the folds of the soft vaginal skin spread to engulf her tongue and let the warm cunt-syrup collect in her mouth before swallowing. Soon Jaimee was in complete rapture.
When Chase pulled away for a moment, Jaimee’s disappointment was instantly obvious. Chase simply smiled mysteriously and asked for the big dildo on the pillow.
“Oh God,” Jaimee whispered as a fresh trickle of wetness escaped from within her. “I need something so badly…but it’s so big. It’s much bigger than Mitch’s cock. In fact, it’s bigger than anything I’ve ever had inside me…” Nevertheless, she grasped the heavy dong in one hand that failed to close around it, and slowly handed it to Chase.
Chase smiled. “Close your eyes baby,” she whispered soothingly. “I can make you feel better than he can.” It was the opportunity that she had awaited since the moment she first saw Jaimee - a chance to introduce her to the pleasures of the gentler sex, and to show her why someone like Mitch who didn’t appreciate her properly did not deserve her.
She wiped the thick black dildo through Jaimee’s dripping gash several times until it was well and completely lubricated. Then, once again affixing her mouth to that delicious rosebud clit, she began working it into Jaimee’s depths with short, firm strokes. The head slipped in surprisingly easily, since it was actually the thickest part of the dildo. However, at about an inch in, Chase encountered some resistance.
From that point on, every stroke of the dildo was a struggle against the natural tightness of Jaimee’s tunnel. With each thrust, a bit more of it disappeared into the blonde thatched pussy as the skin stretched to accommodate the immense girth. Within seconds of starting, Jaimee began riding one gigantic wave of constant climax. She had never been so thoroughly and completely filled in her life, and the experience was incredibly intense for her. Her cries filled the room as she begged Chase not to stop, never to stop…
Finally Chase came up to lie next to the exhausted, lithe blonde whose darkest nether regions she had so skillfully probed. Most of Jaimee’s makeup had sweated off from the pleasure she had received, but to Chase she looked incredible beautiful. They kissed gently for several minutes and Chase enjoyed the feeling of Jaimee sucking her own essence from her tongue and lips.
“I want to do you now,” Jaimee said. “I don’t know what to do, exactly, but I want to try.” So saying, she put her hands on Chase’s shoulders and pushed her flat onto her back. The position caused Chase’s large breasts to strain the buttons of her blouse, and Jaimee used her teeth to sensually release each button from its tension. Soon the shirt fell away of its own accord to reveal a full-cupped black satin bra.
“It’s takes quite a bra to hold in boobs like yours, doesn’t it?” Jaimee teased her. Fortunately, it was a front clasping bra, which made it quite easy to free the heavy tits from their confinement. Chase’s nipples were of average size, but quite dark, and very hard by this point. Jaimee lowered her head to Chase’s chest and began gently suckling on one breast almost as if she were nursing. At first Chase found the sensation merely interesting, although erotic since it was her lover’s first contact with another woman. But after a few minutes of the steadily growing pressure she found her breath growing short. Meanwhile, Jaimee was firmly pinching and rolling the other nipple with one hand, and squeezing the breast she was sucking with the other hand, as if she were milking it.
The sensation grew in intensity until Chase felt like there was a direct electrical connection running from her breast to her pussy. Jaimee’s intense suction felt like she was trying to draw the essence of Chase’s sexuality out through just the nipple. Surprisingly it led to a small orgasm. When Jaimee pulled away, the nipple was red, swollen, and throbbing with blood flowing near the skin.
“That was nice,” Jaimee commented. She then turned her attention to the other nipple and repeated the process. It came faster this time, and also more powerfully, and within a few minutes another climax rippled through Chase’s body.
Jaimee gave Chase a few seconds to recover, then slid downwards - rubbing her much smaller breasts down Chase’s legs as she drew off her pants. Gazing upon the shaved twat that glistened before her, Jaimee felt an overwhelming desire course through her. Suddenly she understood instinctively what Chase must have felt between her low legs. She lowered her mouth to the bald cunt and took her first taste of another woman.
It rapidly became five, then twenty, then hundreds of tastes as she let her pink tongue explore the myriad crevices and folds of skin down there with leisurely abandon. For Chase, though, there was nothing leisurely about it. She was shuddering with pleasure at Jaimee’s raw talent.
“The dildo…” she gasped, “Give it to me…hard - fast!”
Jaimee felt around the bed without turning her face away. Soon enough she found the thick dong and grasped it. It was still sticky with her own juices. She put the head of it to Chase’s cunt and, heeding the frenzied demands, pushed it smoothly up her until the heavy cyberskin balls were bumping Chase’s puckered anus.
“Fuck…” Jaimee whispered in shock, amazed at the ease with which the dong had slid home in her new lover. Chase reached down and took dual handfuls of Jaimee’s wavy blonde hair, pulling her face tightly into her pussy and climaxing so hard that she squirted small amounts of cunt juices onto Jaimee’s lips and cheeks. Her screams were loud enough to echo from the walls and Jaimee was thankful that the windows were closed.
Some time later, as their bodies lay entwined and they snuggled in a romantic afterglow, Chase asked the question that was sitting heavily in her mind.
“So Jaimee, was this a one-time thing? Or do you think you might be interested in being my girlfriend? And what about Mitch?”
Jaimee smiled. “I think Mitch is history. You definitely made me feel better all right.” And she leaned in to kiss the new woman in her life.
Thanks to Lesbian Storries for this nice story 
Cute pregnant belly
Claudia is showing off again this time in tight white skirt and black panties! After a few poses in the lingerie she strips naked and oils herself up and plays with her perky nipples and smooth pregnant snatch! She gets hot because she knows your watching! Come get of with wet and Claudia as she satisfies with her preggo beauty!
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07.12.06
Sweet Pregnant Babe
This sweet pregnant babe just cant wait show
off her fine preggo belly and puffy nipples!
Come shoot your wad right inside her pregnant teen pussy.
She’s already knocked up so she can get anymore pregnant!
More Preggo babes at Busty Preggo!
07.01.06
Busty Adventures - Daria
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| Que pasa hombres? This week you will be happy campers like me cause Daria is in da house. Can you say DAMN BOY? You will need to because when you see how big and firm Daria's milkers are your mouth is going to curl up and scream obscenities. There are so many differnt varieties of big titties on the market today. Some are huge floppers, some are high dwellers, some are banana hangers and some are waist dwellers. But every once in a while you come across a pair like Daria's. These are the kind that are large, but do not hang. These are the kind that are so amazingly firm that they keep their round shape no matter what position she is in...and remember these are all real. After fucking Daria I realized why her boobs were so perfect...it is because she is all muscle...Daria was a gymnist for many years it turns out and that muscle has just packed her body...and that is what keeps her boobs the way they are...amazing. Once you start to salivate over her tits do not forget to check out her ass...it is great too and sooo hard. When I got her naked and saw that 'V' shape she trimmed I got super hard. She is a great lay and sucks a mean dick and best of all she likes the taste of cum. In other news you won't be able to believe the girl I have for you next week. She is an amazing little firecracker named Eva. She just may have the best fucking biggest fucking tits I have done so far...and all wrapped up in a tight 18 year old body...WOW. This is one you are not going to want to miss so get ready for the real deal Holyfield. | |||
