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TWO GUYS, TWO GIRLS, A CAMPING PICNIC ON THE BEACH. By Cybotic [https://href.li/?https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=129104&page=submissions]. Listen to the ► Podcast [https://archive.org/download/summer-shorts/PicnicBlanket.mp3] at Steamy Stories [https://feeds.feedburner.com/steamy-stories].  [https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwsRLj7oqDS7KJWoTDMD_u8CxZdcGfh_JQz9YP7HDSX6I7A6-WtZOFM4rZya1w_TW2y4sPJCrLOhKLEEDJ1sbKny3VQdOHruidDgmjxaBI1AyRiwMcn6GqZANGKs1dRPyZo_H-MttzuNVW8Aur4ODKuOsSBrBuZNbkvkoQlhbVFNyGchK_T6hSuGb4b4s/w640-h600/PicnicBlanket%5B1%5D.jpg]https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwsRLj7oqDS7KJWoTDMD_u8CxZdcGfh_JQz9YP7HDSX6I7A6-WtZOFM4rZya1w_TW2y4sPJCrLOhKLEEDJ1sbKny3VQdOHruidDgmjxaBI1AyRiwMcn6GqZANGKs1dRPyZo_H-MttzuNVW8Aur4ODKuOsSBrBuZNbkvkoQlhbVFNyGchK_T6hSuGb4b4s/s540/PicnicBlanket%5B1%5D.jpg This was her Friday. Rosalie was looking forward to two days off. There was a movie on Netflix she’d been planning to see. Her bathroom needed some painting. She had been thinking of getting a cat.  As she sat, sipping coffee in the break room, eating her jalapeno tuna fish sandwich, her phone rang. Irritated, she checked the number. Her friends all knew better than to call her during work hours. But this was Celia, her next-door neighbor. They weren’t especially close, but they did enjoy each other’s company. They had started a garden on the apartment building’s rooftop. And Celia had a key to Rosalie’s apartment in case of emergencies. “What’s up?” Rosalie asked. “I got invited on a camping picnic. Two guys from my hometown visiting for the weekend. But I don’t feel comfortable being the only girl. Would you be interested in joining us?” Rosalie thought about it. A picnic sounded fun. “Where? And what’s a camping picnic?” “Carmichael Beach. A camping picnic means no tents, no sleeping bags, no fishing, no living off the land. We take some blankets, some already prepared food. We eat. We get drunk. We fall asleep on the beach. You in?” “I’m at work. If you can wait until I get off, then I’ll go.” “Fabulous,” Celia said. “And you don’t have to hurry. We’re still getting ready.” “Grab anything you need from my apartment. I’ve got some old blankets and some Spam and tuna and rum.” “Perfect. See you in few hours.” Rosalie went through the rest of her shift in a slight haze, already thinking about the trip to the lake. She hadn’t been on a picnic in ages. One of the customers threw a little fit right before closing time because he wasn’t allowed to enter the store without a mask. Instead of arguing, they just locked the door early and shut down. Rosalie got home fifteen minutes earlier than usual. She changed out of her work clothes, packed a backpack with some necessities, and jumped in Celia’s car. And they were on the road ten seconds later. “So, who are these guys?” Rosalie asked. “Old boyfriends?” “No. Friends of my brothers. When I was a teenager, I had giant crushes on both of them. But I was just the pesky little sister of Frank. But now I’m living in the big city and once or twice a year, these guys come out for some fun and girls and maybe a little business.” “So, this is a summer holiday trip?” “Exactly,” Celia said. “And you’re not hooking up with either one?” “No… but…” “Yes?” Rosalie asked. “Is there one you’re interested in?” “I’m still interested in both of them. Either one of those boys can have me with a snap of his finger. I’ve been too shy to encourage them. But if, by some miracle, you see me trying to get close to one of them, I would appreciate it if you would distract the other.” “Distract how?” Celia laughed. “That’s up to you. And it goes both ways. If one of them attracts you, go for it. I won’t be jealous. They’ve had lots of girls. Lots and lots of girls. Even close friends of mine. And neither will be sticking around afterward. They’ll go back home and I’ll stay here. No point in being jealous. But if you’re not interested like that, then just talk about music or movies or something.” “Maybe I should know their names first.” “Maybe so,” she said. “Jason and Charles. Jason is the one with the military buzzcut. Charles shaves his head.” Celia told a few stories about the two men as they drove out of the city. And Rosalie talked about her own past boyfriends. And as they got to know each other finally, after being neighbors for over a year, Rosalie felt herself relax from the tension of the day, all her work anxieties draining away. By the time they arrived at the lake, Rosalie was already feeling as rested and refreshed as though she’d already had her weekend. This had been a marvelous idea. The boys pulled up in a pickup right behind them and she made herself useful, helping unload. As Jason and Celia built a fire, Rosalie stared out at the lake wistfully. She’d forgotten to bring a swimsuit, but she didn’t want to soak her clothes by going in fully dressed. It was an isolated location, but she didn’t know any of these people well enough to go skinny-dipping in front of them. If nothing else, she’d at least do some wading. Then she turned around, noticed the blanket Celia was spreading out over the ground. Rosalie realized that Destiny had just decided what she’d be doing on this trip. “Why did you bring that blanket?” she asked Celia. “Did I make a mistake? You told me to get anything we might need from your apartment. This seemed like a nice, sturdy blanket, but old enough to not worry about if it got a little stained.” That was true enough, Rosalie thought. It had been stained plenty. “That is my family’s Summer blanket. It has a tradition.” “I can put it back in the truck,” Celia offered. “I didn’t realize it was special.” “No. It’s been laid out. It’s too late. What will be will be.” “You’re talking funny.” Rosalie nodded. “That blanket has a tradition.” “You said that.” “It was made as a gift for my grandmother when she got married. It was laid on her bed for the first time on her wedding night. My uncle was conceived that night. All my uncles and aunts, and my own mom, of course, were conceived on or under that blanket. Always in the summer. And like her mother, my mom lost her own virginity on that blanket. As did I. As did my brother. That blanket has claimed a lot of virginity and has caused a lot of babies to be born. I don’t think we’ll be able to resist its power.” “I didn’t realize you were superstitious,” Celia said. “I’m not. And it sounds ridiculous, I know. But my family has always been wary of that blanket. Spring, Fall, and Winter, it’s just a bedcover. But in the Summer, if you bring out that blanket, things happen. When I was eighteen and still in high school, my mom asked me to stay home one day so I could let in the plumber when he arrived. She hadn’t realized it was the first day of Summer. The blanket was draped over the back of the couch. When the plumber got there, I didn’t even speak to him. I opened the door, led him to the couch, and took my clothes off. I gave my virginity to a total stranger who smelled like rusted pipes.” “You weren’t drinking or anything?” Celia asked skeptically. “I never drank at eighteen. It’s the blanket. I told my mom what happened with the plumber, and she told me about the cable guy and reminded me of the time when she’d sent me to my room when the pizza arrived. That blanket seduces in the summers. It’s summer now. Things are going to happen.” “Only if we want them to,” Calia promised. “Oh, we’ll want it. We’ll want it like we’ve never wanted anything in our lives. We’ll want it more than we’ll want our next breath.” Celia clearly didn’t believe her, but Rosalie was resigned to this fate and didn’t bother trying to convince her. She’d planted the seeds. Belief would come later. She picked up her backpack and headed for the fateful blanket, wondering which of these guys was going to have her this day. The boys gave her a friendly greeting and offered her a beer. She almost declined, for the sake of the baby. She had to remind herself that she wasn’t pregnant yet. Probably by midnight. But not yet. She took the bottle they gave her and swigged down a third of its contents. Even knowing what the evening had in store for her, Rosalie was still feeling relaxed and optimistic. And the cool, clear water of the lake was even more inviting than it had been before. She might get some swim time in after all, considering what Destiny had in store for her, even if Destiny needed a little help. They settled down to just talk and watch the fire and the water. Celia and her friends talked of people, places, and events that Rosalie didn’t know. Rather than feeling bored or offended, a sense of anticipation was building inside her. The Summer Day was hot, but Rosalie’s arms were covered with goose bumps as excitement flowed through her veins. She lay back on the Summer blanket and wondered about the wisdom of telling Celia about the legend. The rational mind would reject such a concept. But she remembered the weight of that plumber, crushing her into the sofa, claiming her innocence without even knowing her name. It was a true story, even if she’d fudged some of the details. The heat in her blood got to be too much. She had to act. She needed to bring that simmer up to a boil or find a way to cool it down. Looking to the lake again, she thought, or maybe do both at once. “I’m going for a swim,” Rosalie announced. It no longer mattered that she didn’t have a swimsuit. She took off her t-shirt and threw it on the blanket, then wriggled out of her jean shorts. She was still wearing her underwear, but she didn’t want to get it wet, and sooner or later, at least one of these guys was going to see everything she had. It was guaranteed. They were both cute, Jason with a soldier’s ruggedness and Charles looking like a shy physicist who still might win two out of three arm wrestling matches at the tavern. Rosalie didn’t know enough about them to make a choice, so she’d let them choose. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, tossing it on her growing pile of clothes. Sliding her panties down her legs, she took a quick peek at the three shocked faces watching her strip. Rosalie’s face was red, but she had no regrets. She ran to the water and kept going until she was waist-deep in the lake. Only then did she turn around and look at her companions. The boys had turned to grin at each other. Celia was looking out at her like she was crazy. But none of them seemed particularly offended or angry. That possibility had occurred to her as she was running, but it had been too late to undo the striptease and even if they had been upset, it would not have been enough of a reason to put her clothes back on. “Come on in!” Rosalie yelled. “The water feels great!” image [https://64.media.tumblr.com/481184d794963a63190cb827e9dc1451/419fd41aa1b03ae8-b7/s540x810/15fa070ed77610a7c39c1fd76d302e5023f8ff42.jpg] Jason and Charles jumped up and started shucking off their clothes. Celia hesitated, but as she saw her two naked friends moving toward another female, she knew she could not sit this out. Celia was willing to let Rosalie have one of the men, but not both. And Celia wanted first choice. It took her less than a minute to get out of her own clothes and by the time Jason and Charles reached Rosalie in the water, Celia had caught up. It was only awkward for a moment, standing in the waist-deep water, all four of them pretending not to notice the girls’ bare tits. But Rosalie felt a sense of duty. She had started this. It was her task to break the ice. “If you want to touch my boobs, it’s okay. You have my permission,” she said to Celia. They all laughed, as Rosalie had intended. “What about us?” Charlie asked. “Of course. Celia has my permission to touch both of you as well. If she wants to.” Under the surface of the water, Rosalie reached out and grabbed both men’s cocks. “Fine specimens, girlfriend. Would you like to handle the merchandise?” “I’ve never seen you like this,” Celia marveled. “It’s the blanket. I told you this would happen.” “What about the blanket?” Charlie asked. “Never mind. Don’t you want to put your hands on me?” “Of course,” he said, reaching for her chest. She slapped his hand away. “Ask Celia first. Show her what you want to do to me, then ask permission. If you impress her, she might say yes.” Charlie put his hand on Celia’s tit and squeezed it gently. “Can I touch your friend? Like this?” he asked. Celia nodded and he put his other hand on Rosalie’s chest, fondling both women at once. Rosalie looked at Jason. “Now you.” Understanding, Jason grabbed hold of Celia’s free breast, and at her nod, claimed Rosalie’s as well. She’d never felt anything like this, two men groping her at once, neither of them known to her. And she had two cocks in her hands. It was taboo and exciting. She was thrilled to be trying this, especially under the open sky. Rosalie and Celia stroked the boys under the water while the boys fondled them above the water. “This was a good idea,” Rosalie said. “If this is what picnics are like, I’ve been missing out.” “I’ve never been on a picnic like this,” Jason admitted. “What do you usually do?” “Well, if there’s a beach, and girls who are willing, we might have a chicken fight.” “What’s that?” It was Charlie who answered. “The girls get on the guys’ shoulders and then try to knock each other off.” “Long way to fall. Good way to get hurt,” Rosalie mused. Celia laughed. “No, they do it in the water. It’s like double-decker dunking.” “I’m game,” Rosalie volunteered. “No! We’re naked! Our…you know…will be right on their necks.” “You could ride backward,” Jason suggested. Rosalie blushed as hard as Celia, but she said again, “I’m game.” She could just imagine pressing her crotch to a guy’s face as she struggled to throw Celia into the water. “I don’t think so,” Celia said. “Too bad,” Rosalie lamented. “You guys will just have to think of another way to kiss us down under.” Charlie grinned. “What about you? Are you willing to taste a little sausage?” “I’m afraid not. I never do that unless I get tricked into it.” Rosalie shook her head ruefully. Then she slyly grinned. “Unfortunately, I am notoriously easy to trick.” “How does a guy go about tricking you? Any advice would be appreciated,” Jason said. Rosalie screwed up her face into an expression of deep thinking. “Well, I’m a fiend for chocolate. If you told me that your dick tasted like chocolate, I’d be skeptical, but I would probably have to test the claim for myself.” Celia was feeling bolder with Rosalie’s outrageous behavior making her own shyness disappear. “What if he told you his sperm tasted like chocolate?” she asked Rosalie, joining in the playful banter. “That would be very clever. I would almost certainly have to take a taste.” “What if I wanted to fuck you?” Charlie asked her. “That’s up to Celia. Celia gets to choose who fucks who.” Both men looked at Celia, who blushed, but accepted the responsibility. And she’d gotten braver. “I want you guys to make a good impression on Rosalie. I think you should both fuck me first. Whoever does it best can then have her.” This was more than agreeable to the boys. They glanced at each other, then each of them picked up one of the girls and started carrying her to the beach. Rosalie happily found herself supported by a strong man’s arms. Charlie carried her out of the lake and laid her gently on the blanket. Celia was plopped down next to her. The expression on her friend’s face was nervous but excited. She pointed to Jason to go first. He came down on top of her. She spread her legs and lifted her knees to welcome him, as if the grin on her face didn’t do that already. Jason lifted her ass from that blanket and sat down, seating her on his thighs and pulling Celia onto his lap. Rosalie had watched porn before, so what she was seeing was not new to her, but she’d never gotten a live show. With her cheek next to Celia’s, she just looked down and watched as Jason’s cock penetrated her friend. He went in slow and gentle and then stopped when he was seated balls deep. As he pulled back out, Rosalie saw the shining moisture on dick and could resist reaching down to touch it. She put the tips of two fingers on him, feeling him slide into the pussy. “Hey, Celia!” Charlie called out, also watching the fucking, “Is it okay if your buddy gives me a blowjob? Out in the water, she said it was up to you.” Celia gave her consent and Rosalie sat up and smiled at him. She looked down at his dick, which was rock hard and pointed at her. “Come closer,” she said. “Stand on the blanket.” She pointed at where she wanted him. He knelt down, straddling Celia’s head. Rosalie was able to look her friend in the eye as she took Charlie into her mouth. She wanted Celia to watch her sucking this cock. She wasn’t sure why, but it seemed important. And she should have an excellent view. Celia should be looking up at Charlie’s cock and balls from just inches away. The smooth skin of his penis sliding through Rosalie’s lips should be very up close. The hard, hot flesh on her tongue was exciting and wonderful but it was also a distraction. Rosalie was trying to keep her attention on Celia, flicking her eyes back and forth from Jason’s cock in her pussy and then back to Celia’s eyes. “Don’t come,” Celia moaned. “Who are you talking to?” Jason asked. “I’m starting to get close.” “Both of you, stupidhead. I’m just the tester. Rosalie is the one you’re auditioning for. If either of you come now, show’s over. Besides, I’m not on the pill and you’re not using a condom. I don’t want that stuff inside me today.” “Then we’d better change off pretty soon,” he said. “I’m ready,” Charlie agreed. “I want to try some pussy.” Rosalie reluctantly released Charlie’s cock from her mouth and lay down to be fucked by Jason. But Celia objected. “No. Not yet. I’m not done evaluating. When I decide who is the best fucker, that’s the one who gets you. Just suck his cock while I try out Charlie.” That was acceptable. Rosalie got back on her knees and knelt at Celia’s side. She leaned across her to taste Jason’s Celia-flavored dick while Celia herself got plugged with a new man’s cock. Rosalie grinned around Jason at the grunting sound Celia made. Mission accomplished, she thought. Celia had long wanted both these men. Now it was done. She might be less shy in the future, and even if she wasn’t, these guys would surely come back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Rosalie was also enjoying the adventure. Rosalie had never tasted pussy before. But she had bathed Charlie’s cock with her tongue, coating it with her spit, before he plunged it into Celia. And now Jason’s dick was in her mouth, soaked in Celia’s juices. It was almost like she was licking Celia’s cunt. She savored the experience, “I’ve made a decision,” Celia panted as Charlie continued to ride her. “Jason is quite the excellent fucker, but Charlie’s the one having me right now. I think my favorite is always going to be the one on top of me.” “A cock in the bush is better than the one in the friend?” Rosalie teased. “Exactly. So Jason can fuck you now if you want him to.” “Oh, I do! If he’s ready.” “I have never been so ready,” Jason said, pulling out of her mouth and practically shoving her onto her back. Rosalie laughed as she fell backwards and Jason threw himself on top of her, but then gasped as his cock speared her deep. She was lying side by side next to Celia and reached out to clasp her hand in camaraderie. She felt like she and Celia were sisters in a harem or whores at a bachelor party. She didn’t even know these boys and she’d sucked both their cocks and was now letting one of them fuck her. And Celia was getting fucked right beside her. Enjoying the visual, Rosalie went from watching Charlie’s dick plunging into Celia, then back to Jason plunging into her own welcoming cunt. She could feel the thick, hot flesh filling her, opening her up and she could feel the squeeze of Celia’s hand each time Charlie thrust into her. “Oh, God” Chalie said. “I’m about to come!” “No!” Celia said. “Not inside me. Get out! Get out!” Charlie pulled out, his cock throbbing and red, ready to burst. “Where?” he asked. “Tits? Face? Can I come in your mouth?” “Tits. Then I can wash it off in the lake.” “You can come in my mouth,” Rosalie offered. “Or if you’re willing to wait until your buddy finishes, you can come in my pussy.” “Do that,” Celia said. “Come in her. I’d love to watch that.” “Does that mean I can come inside you?” Jason asked. “If you want to,” Rosalie agreed. “Are you on the pill?” “Not at all. You’ll have to take your chances. You might end up a daddy.” “Oh, fuck!” he said. Rosalie smiled as she realized he’d already gone beyond the ability to choose. His cock was pulsing and there was a new warm wetness inside her. “That’s it,” she said. “That’s right. Fill me up. Give them to me. All your little babymakers. I need them.” “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Jason grunted as poured into her. Rosalie closed her eyes and just savored the experience. She rarely came from sex alone and didn’t really expect to. But there was something incredibly erotic about having a man’s seed inside her. It was Rosalie’s biggest turn-on. Nothing made her hotter. As Jason rested, still embedded deep, Rosalie snuck her hand down to her clit and started rubbing. His orgasm would provide the fuel for hers. As she stroked herself, Jason was yanked violently away. “My turn!” Charles insisted. Bereft of one man’s cock, Rosalie smiled and welcomed the second. And she was aware of Celia getting to her hands and knees to crawl over and get a good view as Charles’ cock sank deep inside her. Rosalie was acting like a major slut, she knew, and she was enjoying it, but she’d never had sex in front of other people before. Nobody had ever stared at her pussy as a cock entered her. Never before had a man come inside her. She’d dreamed about it, fantasized about it, but never let it happen. And she’d never had sex with two different men in the same day before. Not even in the same month. But with Charlie plunging in and out of her and Jason’s seed still deep within her, Rosalie’s mind dissolved into the pure bliss of the moment. She rubbed her clit furiously and listened to Charles’ breathing. When he started to grunt and shake, she let herself go. The orgasm rode her even harder than Charlie was doing, owned her more completely. It was the feeling of ultimate female vulnerability. She was invaded, possessed by more than the man’s cock. Jason had filled her with his very essence. And now Charlie had his dick in her and she was eagerly anticipating a similar gift. She literally had two men inside her, occupying her at once. And just as her climax started to fade, Charlie reached his own orgasm. The second dose of semen spurting into her triggered a fresh ecstasy. Rosalie pressed up against Charlie, her legs wide open, trying to take him as deep as possible and let his seed flow even deeper. And she quivered and trembled beneath him as the spasms claimed her body. She grunted and panted and howled as the power of her climax took her. Jason came up behind her, crouched down and dropped his cock on her face. She happily took him into her mouth, tasting her own pussy, and Celia’s, as Jason’s sperm, and Charlie’s, swarmed toward her womb. And even as her orgasm faded, another began. Charlie rested in her cunt and Jason used her mouth, but Rosalie was barely aware of either. Her body was no longer her own. Her mind was almost extinguished. She belonged utterly to the men who fucked her and the orgasm that seized her. Out of mists and joy, Rosalie’s mind slowly reassembled. She came back to full awareness as both cocks were removed from her. There was a bitter flavor in her mouth, evidence that Jason had found his pleasure in her body a second time. She sat up shakily, swallowed Jason’s offering, and grinned at Celia. “Thank you for inviting me,” she said as the boys ran to the lake to wash off the sweat and cool down. Celia laughed. “I’m sorry I didn’t believe you about the blanket,” she said. “That’s a pretty powerful enchantment, or whatever.” “I bought that blanket at a yard sale,” Rosalie confessed. “But you needed the courage to act on your lust for those guys.” “You said you lost your virginity to a plumber because of that blanket.” “I lost my virginity to a plumber because I had decided it was time to be rid of my virginity. I didn’t even own the blanket yet.” “You mean I fucked two guys all on my own?” “Yup,” Rosalie nodded. “We both did.” “Do you often do things like this? You let them both fuck you too. At least I thought I was under a spell.” “I’ve always wanted to do something like this. But today was a first. You gave me an excuse.” “I’m glad I was here to be of service. Shall we join the guys in the water? They might recover enough to have us both again.” Rosalie nodded. “If not now, then tonight for sure. This is the best Summer outing I’ve ever had.”  for Literotica

“IT’S OKAY, YOU CAN LOOK ALL YOU WANT," By Fugman [https://fugmanssexystories.tumblr.com/archive]. Listen to the ► Podcast [https://archive.org/download/Fugmans-stories/MySistersBestFriend.mp3] at Connected [https://feeds.feedburner.com/connected-podcast]. [https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGhhc9F2y1W-CpCKG5t3Wyx48mtmv1RidWXzb3lWkbO3FkK27aD194mQRPxWerPCND44tLN3G8mHTVdWt7XYTm4pt6mu_BWRx5TU06LpPEFPnB-kBQhjzP9_wKex-DEyI1pb0gxv-JbbWeWNJ8oV46a9VV1S9L_GS8V9g3SeiLNw0BROkCJ5yrQ-VuCI/w640-h640/SistersBestFriend.jpg]https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGhhc9F2y1W-CpCKG5t3Wyx48mtmv1RidWXzb3lWkbO3FkK27aD194mQRPxWerPCND44tLN3G8mHTVdWt7XYTm4pt6mu_BWRx5TU06LpPEFPnB-kBQhjzP9_wKex-DEyI1pb0gxv-JbbWeWNJ8oV46a9VV1S9L_GS8V9g3SeiLNw0BROkCJ5yrQ-VuCI/s1056/SistersBestFriend.jpg   One day just after school had ended, I was relaxing in my family’s pool. My parents were at work and under the impression that I was planning my college future. School had just ended and the last thing that I wanted to do was thing about more school. My sister, who was about a year older than I was, was also enjoying the cool water. My sister Melanie was on her summer break from college, and according to my parents looking for a summer job. She had no intention of working any more than I had intentions of planning a college career. When the phone rang, we both thought it is either Mom or Dad checking up on us, we both argued on who would pick it up. I picked up the phone and was delighted to hear that it wasn’t Mom or Dad, but one of my sisters friends from college. I threw the phone on the chaise lounge and jumped in the pool, my sister, rather disgusted that she would have to leave the cool water to pick up the phone because I wouldn’t bring it to her. “Oh hi Danni, that’s just my waste of space brother, why don’t you come over, my parents aren’t here and the pool is so refreshing,” my sister shooting me a nasty glance, “ okay, don’t forget your suit, Bye.” She hung up the phone and threw the nearby beach ball at my head, “my friend will be over soon, I want you to disappear.”  I threw the ball back at her and said “no go, this is my pool too ya know!”  “Fine!” she scolded, “but just don’t embarrass me!”  I put on my most innocent look and placed my hand on my chest.  She just walked away.  About fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang and I could hear giggling behind me.  I turned around and laid eyes on the most breathtaking beauty that I have ever seen.  She was incredible, gorgeous blonde hair, very pretty smile, beautiful long tanned legs, muscular stomach.  I couldn’t wait to see her eyes, she was wearing shades that hinted to a mystery, but when she removed them, I couldn’t help but stare into her eyes.  She just stared back into my eyes, making my feet start to tingle.    My sister said, “this is Danni,” as I felt my heart jump.  “Hi Danni,” I went back to swimming on my end of the pool.  I didn’t want to be too obvious that I was hiding a huge erection in my trunks.  The phone rang and my sister answered it, put a few words in and then hung up.  I could tell it was either Mom or Dad by her reaction, “what’s up sis?”  Melanie said it was Mom and that she has a job interview in twenty minutes.  I said “good luck” like any other pesky younger brother would say.  She told Danni that it was okay if she wanted to hang out in the pool until she got back, she then glanced at me and said, “behave.”  I couldn’t hide my grin as Melanie walked into the house to get dressed.  A few minutes later I heard the car scream out of the driveway.  Danni came over to where I was and said, “so now it’s just you and me now huh bro?”  I grinned and she returned the smile, and what a smile it was, it lit up her whole face, it was the kind of smile that would stop traffic on the freeway at five o’clock.  I guess I kind of got lost in it, because she told me, “you can wipe up the drool now.”  About all I could stammer out was an “I’m sorry.”  “It’s okay, you can look all you want, I don’t mind, I am actually very attracted to you as well!”  I reached over and pulled her in for a kiss, she did not resist, in fact she didn’t seem to want the kiss to end.  I moved my tongue in and out of her mouth as she responded by licking my tongue with her own and pushing her tongue into my mouth as well.  The passion kept climbing as her hands were pulling me closer and closer, when she suddenly stopped.  “What’s this, as she reached under the water and grabbed the front of my trunks.”  I must of looked scared to her because she looked at me and said, “it’s okay as long as this for me.”  I said, “of course it is, I have been this way since I first saw you walk through the porch door.”  Danni smiled again and said, “good, because I’m really horny now and I need you bad.”  She reached down and pulled my trunks down to my ankles, lifted off her bikini top and crushed her breasts against me as she went back to kissing me passionately.  I fumbled to reach the ties at her hips that would release the bikini bottoms, so that I could see her in all of her naked glory.  The sun, the water, her body all of these I was loving. I couldn’t wait for her to touch me, I couldn’t wait to touch her.  I reached my hand between us and found her stomach, I slowly moved my hand south until I found her belly button, I played with the ring there and then moved south again.     My hand felt her soft hair, flowing in the water, tickling my fingers as I explored.  When I finally reached my destination and touched her for the first time, she gasped her delight and grabbed my erection firmly.  I started to move my head down to her neck, kissing and licking as I went down to her chest, which was barely covered in the cool water.  I dragged her down farther into the shallow end and began my descent again.  I kissed her, her cheeks, her earlobes, her neck, I nibbled  and slowly moved down to the place between her breasts and her neck.  Every time that I concentrated on an area for a moment, I was greeted with a moan and her hand moving up and down on my erection.   When I reached her breasts, I slowly licked my way around her nipples, being very careful, not to touch the nipple.  She was growing more and more excited, with my hand still playing down below and me teasing her breasts at the same time.  She pushed me away and sat me on the stairs at the end of the pool, “enough playing, I want you now!”  She straddled my legs and let me kiss her breasts for a moment, which I finally moved my tongue around her nipples, she moaned and dropped down, engulfing my erection inside of her.  The coolness of the water, the heat between our legs was becoming too much for the two of us.  We were both trying to make it last, she was moving very slowly up and down on my lap, moaning every inch that I moved in or out.  She began kissing me wildly, moaning my name as we continued closer and closer towards are impending orgasms.  Her body was incredible, shimmering off the water and sweat rolling off of her.  I couldn’t hold out any longer as we both started moving more quickly.  We both climaxed about the same time, each one moaning and grasping for breath.  She collapsed in my arms in one great moment of release.  She kissed me once again with great passion and then went to retrieve her suit.  “Your sister will be home soon, and she will never know about this, understood?”  “My lips are sealed,” I said as I replaced my trunks on my body.  I phoned my mother and told her the good news, “I know what college I want to go to.” By Fugman [https://fugmanssexystories.tumblr.com/archive] for Tumblr.

MY WIFE TOOK OUT HER LINGERIE AND SAID, “WHERE DO YOU WANT ME?” I POINTED TO THE WINDOW SILL. By Fugman [https://fugmanssexystories.tumblr.com/archive]. Listen to the ► Podcast [https://archive.org/download/Fugmans-stories/MyWifeTheModel.mp3] at Connected [https://feeds.feedburner.com/connected-podcast]. [https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrHgZjzZgKc7A1DjVDPKJ3rf8XTFwx_IWcvx0_L9P1L07hTUzZTrJhM1tZh0Gg3HbmFYK2kHoJqS2QkbvnWOsZoqLatxSApxfytZ4okqgh8j9tekFQ08P4I_UI9bhvIt-eFDugDsTanVxmHyL4ku-Ten_UjbSxxN81o5D9mx44DtiWNqRwXaG7Cirg8zQ/w640-h640/Wife-Model.jpg]https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrHgZjzZgKc7A1DjVDPKJ3rf8XTFwx_IWcvx0_L9P1L07hTUzZTrJhM1tZh0Gg3HbmFYK2kHoJqS2QkbvnWOsZoqLatxSApxfytZ4okqgh8j9tekFQ08P4I_UI9bhvIt-eFDugDsTanVxmHyL4ku-Ten_UjbSxxN81o5D9mx44DtiWNqRwXaG7Cirg8zQ/s897/Wife-Model.jpg I have always joked to my wife, that she should be a model, she is a very young attractive thirty two year old with a body of a gymnast.  Kristen, takes great pride in her appearance and works very hard keeping up her figure.  With all of the joking aside, I could imagine her in a little frilly teddy posing for pictures to some European photographer that doesn’t know any English except “Beautiful.”   This is a dream that I have often fantasized with my wife about, she always said that she would never pose for pictures for anyone but me.  One day when Kristen was at work, I went out and rented a nice professional .   camera with all of the attachments, a few lights, and I even had our friend Cassandra come over to help me out.  Cassie is a professional beautician, and she agrees that Kristen should be a model.    It was party Cassie’s plan to get Kristen all made up and then take pictures of her.   I knew that we couldn’t take pictures of her with our house, which looks like a shack on its best day, so I went downtown and rented a luxury suite for the night.  When Kristen came home from work, Cassie was already there, and she told her that Kristen was going out for a night on the town and wear something sexy and pack an overnight bag.    I was adjusting the lighting when my beautiful wife and Cassie showed up.  Kristen couldn’t believe all of the trouble that I went through to pull this off, I looked at Cassie and said “thanks, Kristen Looks incredible.”  Cassie said thanks and instructed Kristen to show her the Pictures when it’s all said and done.    My wife took out her lingerie and said, “Where do you want me?”  I pointed to the window sill and said, “Beautiful!” in my best European accent.  She laughed and started to pose, I snapped picture after picture, saying “Beautiful,” with every snap.  I must have gone through about four rolls of thirty five millimeter, when Kristen started removing her clothes.  Step by step, her body started becoming more visible to me, I tried to stay in character, “Beautiful, Beautiful.”  Once Kristen was naked in front of me, I kept snapping pictures, more and more, close-ups, different angles, I couldn’t get enough of her.  The clicking of the camera was inspiring Kristen to perform, her inhibitions were dropping and she was becoming more and more erotic.  Her fingers were exploring her body, her breasts, her stomach, her buttocks, that’s when one hand dropped between her legs.  Her head tilted back, “snap, snap,” moving her hand back and forth between her legs, “snap, snap.”  Breathing heavier and heavier, the camera clicking as my wife, Mrs. Conservative was masturbating in front of some European photographer who kept saying, “Beautiful, Beautiful.”  When she was getting closer and closer to her orgasm, her hands were moving faster and faster, her breathing getting deeper and deeper.  I kept trying to stay in character, but every now and then a “wow” would escape my lips.  Here is my wife moaning and moaning in front of me and I just kept taking pictures.  When she screamed out her orgasm and laid down on the window sill, I took a few more pictures and then I packed up the gear and made my exit saying, “Beautiful!” about a hundred times.  I had the film developed the next day and I can only imagine the expressions on the guys faces who developed the film. Watching my wife, picture by picture masturbating in front of them, I wonder if they said, “Beautiful, Beautiful!” By Fugman [https://fugmanssexystories.tumblr.com/archive] for Tumblr.

LAYING PIPE: PART 2 JOHN CONTINUED FINDING THE DEPTHS OF HIS NEIGHBORS. By Bitterjohnzim [https://www.blogger.com/]. Listen to the Podcast [https://ia600203.us.archive.org/25/items/summer-shorts/LayingPipe2.mp3] at Steamy Stories [https://www.blogger.com/]. [https://archive.org/download/summer-shorts/LayingPipe2.jpg]https://archive.org/download/summer-shorts/LayingPipe2.jpg   Beth crossed the dark guestroom and slapped me, snapping her hand across my left ear and cheek. I reeled away, half-falling to the bed. I caught her second swing, outlined, now, by the exterior lights. “Beth!” I exclaimed and she stopped straining to strike me. “What the hell are you doing?” Initially, she was silent, struggling to pull her arm from my hand. We both heard the low drone of the shower in the bathroom and she hissed at me, “You were mine.” I pushed her away and flipped the light switch by the veranda door. A lamp on either side of the bed flickered to life. In the low light of the guestroom, I knew how I would look, naked, muscular and hairy, cock still slick from congress with her daughter. Beth, a gorgeous brunette, was flush, her face red and the magnificent swell of her breasts heaving beneath a fitting tan top. Dark skinny jeans cupped her curves and legs, the outfit terminating functionally in dark tennis shoes “You’re Tom’s.” I stated simply, laying a calming hand on the woman’s shoulder. A flash in her eyes- she was honestly angry, “We have an arrangement. Lacey, obviously, isn’t a fucking part of it.” Shit. They were in an open marriage. She’d just been fucking around teasing me, before. Uh, until I put it to their daughter. “Beth, she’s an adult, we had some fun, there’s no reason to be tense, I’m just your friend.” I defended myself. Oh, man, that was the wrong thing to say. Beth jerked, and snagged my wavering dick. Twisting sharply, she demanded, “How are you my friend? We trusted you as a neighbor, I, might, have wanted to screw you, and I catch you fucking my daughter? Is that what friends do?” A moment after the sudden pain started, I wrapped a thick hand around Beth’s throat and pushed her onto the bed. Her hand tightened until I squeezed her neck and both of her hands flew to my grip. The hot surge of adrenaline had me hard, and I momentarily felt the coarse denim of Beth’s jeans beneath my cock. I was, now, choking a woman who had twisted my dick- after finding me nutting her daughter. What the fuck is my life? I pressed Beth into the bedding and she made, the single horniest noise I’ve ever heard from a woman. Somewhere between a groan and a purr, she glared at me through lusty eyes. Her breathing was fast and straining. Her flushed cheeks and expression rattled a memory of a deeply submissive former partner. I suddenly suspected Beth had been out on the twilight veranda longer than her surging, violent response implied. Listen to the rest of this story on the audio file. By Bitterjohnzim [https://www.blogger.com/] for Literotica

JUST ANOTHER (NOT) NORMAL DAY AT WORK. by IwishIweredreaming [https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=6127280&page=submissions]. Listen to the ► Podcast [https://archive.org/download/summer-shorts/WeekendServicing.mp3] at Steamy Stories [https://feeds.feedburner.com/Steamy-Stories]. [https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09DbrGpKykXxrnBAiSmkbq9LV28AJH4dRb9NH8kxXKe4Srrg6aSHTk3pbDcxou30N-vKTeBQ6oBKqCIPwzpZ7-8R-a-SF49qHs3j6GauscKdZTkZVlAQiUhc5VMMfeautADTcwuyKPBNcPB24rE4VgYVZvrB_TG6fqBE_BXLg4AAcGV6jZTItX_u9B-U/w636-h640/tumblr_c7a4ec529e43cc1c808b88626e3ed45d_f8fa40fb_1280.jpg]https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi09DbrGpKykXxrnBAiSmkbq9LV28AJH4dRb9NH8kxXKe4Srrg6aSHTk3pbDcxou30N-vKTeBQ6oBKqCIPwzpZ7-8R-a-SF49qHs3j6GauscKdZTkZVlAQiUhc5VMMfeautADTcwuyKPBNcPB24rE4VgYVZvrB_TG6fqBE_BXLg4AAcGV6jZTItX_u9B-U/s905/tumblr_c7a4ec529e43cc1c808b88626e3ed45d_f8fa40fb_1280.jpg Saturdays at work were terrible. It was almost always a pointless day. You’d think it would be an easy day since it’s only a four hour shift, but you would be wrong. Most Saturdays we would only have four cars scheduled and it was almost always just inspection or oil changes. Which would generally leave either a two to three hour gap at the end of the day which always dragged on. Or the cars would be spaced out by a half hour or so and there was still a long gap at the end of the day. In either case it was a long four hours to sit there staring out the window. There usually isn’t even any eye candy to stroll by the parts window. The Saturday shift just plain sucked. When David got to work that morning he went through his normal routine of logging into his computer and signing into everything. After he was all signed in, he walked across the breezeway to the service department to see who was working that morning. He was happy to see it was Zelda. Zelda was a perky twenty-something who most likely got hired primarily because of her looks. She was right around five and a half feet, with dirty blonde hair that when out of it’s normal sloppy bun reached down to the middle of her back. She was very petite and David guessed she was maybe one hundred and ten pounds. She had these perky B cups that the tight fitting uniform shirt she wore accentuated perfectly. Today she was wearing a pair of black yoga pants that lifted her tiny round peach of an ass even higher. David, being forty one and divorced never really gave her much of a second glance since he assumed she would never go for a guy like him. Plus he never liked to shit where he ate. He had learned the hard way when he was much younger that getting into a fling at work is just a big mistake. David walked through the automatic doors and stood at the counter. “Morning’.” He said, throwing her a small, sideways smile. “Good Morning!” Zelda said in her normal happy tone. “How are you today Davey?” She continued, throwing him a big toothy grin. “Aww, ya know, normal old guy stuff. I creak and pop when I stand up, especially this early in the morning.” “You aren’t that old. What are you, thirty eight? Maybe nine.” “I’m forty one,” he said with a low chuckle. “How many do we have on the schedule for today?” “Um, four. One oil change, one inspection slash emissions, and two buff and shines.” “So, I get to pull one little oil filter today. So glad I got up at the ass crack of dawn for this.” David said as he started to walk towards the door to go back into parts. “Awww, yeah, but then you wouldn’t be here with me silly!” She said as she leaned slightly over the counter. When she rested her elbows on the counter he couldn’t help but notice that her shirt must have caught on something because it was pulled down and her left breast had popped up and he could see her nipple. He felt his dick tighten ever so slightly in his tight boxer briefs. “Yeah, I guess not,” he said as he walked through the doorway. Once back inside the parts office he adjusted his dick as he sat down. He still had the image of that perky little tit on his mind. She had the tiniest, cutest little nipple with barely any areola. The soft pinkness of it was a stark contrast to the tan tone of her breast, and the rest of her body for that matter. Clearly she either went to a tanning salon or sunbathed topless. He wondered if she had no tan lines down below and his cock stiffened a little bit more. He adjusted it by grabbing it and moving it to lay against his right leg. When the fabric of his boxers slid across his cut cock it felt so good and he felt a drop of precum form. Why the fuck am I so damn horny all of a sudden? He asked himself. Get your shit together David. You are at work and she is almost half your age. He was snapped out of it by a car pulling into the service drop off area. The squeal of the tires on the polished concrete grated on his nerves as it made its way around the corner and came to a stop directly in front of the parts window. Inside was the meanest looking old man who just looked like he was born miserable. I feel bad for Zelda if this guy is in some kind of mood, he thought to himself as he stood up to walk to the shelf to grab an oil filter, his only one for the day, and walked it out to the lone technician there. He dropped it on the tool box and proceeded to walk outside to grab a quick smoke before he sat down and did nothing for the rest of the miserable day. As he sat outside and smoked his cigarette he tried to take his mind, which had wandered back to Zelda’s perky little tit, off of such things by scrolling through Facebook. It wasn’t working. The way she leaned forward and appeared to be throwing herself towards him had gotten a rise out of him. His cock was still a little stiff and sensitive. He could feel where the drop of precum had landed on his thigh. It felt cool compared to the heat and humidity in the air that day. Midsummer Pennsylvania weather where the sun is trying to kill you and the humidity is his little accomplice… He finished his cigarette and walked back to his tomb. He sat down at his computer, pulled out his phone and started playing solitaire. He looked at the clock on his computer screen. 8:45 it showed. Great, he thought to himself, only three hours and fifteen minutes left. After a few minutes David decided to walk into the back and clean up a little bit. When he had been back there for no more than ten minutes, he heard the door from the shop open up and heard small footsteps come running into the back where he was standing just out of sight around the corner. It was Zelda and she appeared to be crying. “Everything okay,” he asked her. She looked up at David standing there, clearly startled. “No, that old asshole was a horrible man. He just wanted to bitch about everything and he was just. so mean!” She blurted out as she began to sob into her hands again. He moved closer to her, lightly putting a hand on her shoulder. Half expecting her to move away, she instead moved in closer, now sobbing into his chest. He felt himself get hard again. He shifted his hips away from her so she wouldn’t feel his dick standing at attention. He stood there holding her for a minute or two until she stopped crying. She pulled herself away from him and looked up into his face. “I’m sorry I cried all over you,” she said as she wiped the tears from her cheeks, “you must think I’m some sort of baby. Letting a customer get to me like that.” “Nah,” he replied. “It happens sometimes. I usually come back here and use the tires as a punching bag though. I’ve definitely had a small breakdown or two on my way home.” She let out a little laugh and looked down at her feet. That was when she noticed the bulge in his pants. “Oh my,” she said, “did I cause that?” She reached her hand out and cupped the bulge into her hand and gave it a light squeeze. “Shit, I’m sorry. It just sort of popped up.” He said hoping she would laugh and not be upset. “Don’t apologize. It’s flattering. And from the feel of it,” she went from cupping his bulge to grabbing his cock through his work pants, “nice and thick.” She leaned in while still holding his dick in her hand and kissed him. Just a light kiss on the lips. The kiss was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into the shop. “We will continue this later,” she said with her trademark grin as she turned and walked out of the parts room. He watched as her tiny, perky little ass rounded the corner. He looked down at his dick and sighed, “I hope you know what you’re getting us into here.” He said out loud. He adjusted his dick as best he could and walked back to the parts counter. Once he was seated at his desk he looked at the clock once more. 9:20. The rest of the day went without incident. The cars were done and no more were coming in so it was a race between David and the technician there today to see who could take the most smoke breaks. Zelda was doing her thing in the service office and hadn’t been over near the parts counter since their encounter earlier. The few times she had walked past the window she had thrown a quick, yet somehow sultry, glance his way. Each time she did that his cock would start getting hard. David still had no idea why he was so horny today, but he was glad about it. He briefly wondered if maybe him being horny was being picked up by Zelda but quickly dismissed it. That was just crazy thinking. Noon came eventually and it was time to close up shop. The technician had already left twenty minutes ago and it was just Zelda and David left in the building. As he was locking up the parts room she was closing the inner garage door. He stopped and waited for her to finish locking up. Goddamn! She has the perfect little ass! He thought to himself. He continued to watch and found himself wondering what her pussy tasted like. His dick, once again, started to get hard. She turned around and looked at his face, then his crotch. “You must really like me, huh?” She said with a slight chuckle. “I guess so. It’s been a constant struggle all morning. I guess I’m just in some sorta mood.” He replied with a shrug. “Let’s go take care of that real quick,” She said as she turned to walk into the breakroom. “The camera is broken. Has been for months. The owners are too cheap to fix it. Besides, no one else is left down here.” She walked up to him and started undoing his belt. He went to say something and she shushed him by kissing him. Her lips were soft and warm. The lip gloss she was wearing tasted like cherry. Her tongue flicked lightly at his lips. She put a finger to his lips telling him to not talk. He wasn’t going to argue. She had his pants unbuttoned now and reached in to grab his now fully erect cock. He wasn’t long, maybe five and a half inches, but he was thick. Her tiny hand felt even smaller on his cock. She got down on her knees and kissed the tip of his dick getting a fairly large drop of pre-cum on her lips. Rather than licking it off she stood back up and kissed David, this time pushing her tongue past his lips. He kissed her back and pulled her into himself. Since he stood at least seven inches taller than her she was barely standing on the tips of her toes. Instead he was practically picking her up, his fat cock was pressed between him and the mound of her pussy. He could feel where her pussy lips started through the taught fabric of her yoga pants. He could feel the heat of her pussy on his dick and could tell she was getting wet. She broke the kiss and let herself down. “I saw you today. The way you looked at my tit this morning. Did you like it? I did it just for you.” David was stunned. “You did that on purpose?” He asked, still dumbfounded at what he had just heard. “I see the way you look at me sometimes. I like it. I like you. You make me laugh. Now, what are we going to do about that?” She asked, gesturing towards his cock. “I think you need a little more teasing first. Will you eat my pussy?” “Abso fucking lutely.” He helped her take her shirt off, finally exposing her breasts. She didn’t have a bra underneath, not that she needed one anyway. He gently grabbed her right breast and flicked his tongue across her nipple before sucking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could, then repeated the process on her left breast. Her perfume, mixed with the light sweat she had worked up that day, tasted like heaven to David. He licked her nipples some more, switching back and forth between them before kissing his way down to her belly button and finally to her pussy. Once he was down on his knees in front of her he grabbed her hips and turned her around. She leaned over, resting her arms on the counter. He ran his tongue from her pussy up her ass crack through the fabric of her yoga pants while grabbing the waistband and pulling her pants, along with her panties down to just above her knees. He grabbed both of her ass cheeks in his hands, spread her apart and licked her from her pussy all the way up to the upper cleft of her butt. She tasted amazing. He could still taste and smell the remaining scent of whatever body wash she had used that morning along with her natural smell. She moaned as he leaned back in and started licking inside her pussy. The tip of his nose was pressed firmly against her tight little asshole. As his tongue explored inside her dripping wet pussy she wiggled her hips back and forth rubbing her asshole on his nose. Taking the hint he moved his tongue up and licked her asshole hard. Stopping with the tip of his tongue pressed against it. She immediately started pressing back into his face. He held on tightly to her hips and was pulling his face into her as much as he could. Her moans were getting louder. She reached her hand back and grabbed his hair. She pulled his head into her and started grinding her ass on his face. His tongue was pressed further into her ass. He moved a hand from her hip and inserted two fingers into her pussy and bent them forward, looking for her g-spot. She jumped a little when he found it and he pressed down harder while rubbing her clit with his thumb. She now had both arms back on the counter to keep herself from falling over as she writhed herself along his face. His tongue was now fully inserted into her tight little asshole. He could feel her getting wetter as he rubbed both her clit and her g-spot. He worked a third finger inside her and she moaned even louder. “More,” she panted, “Put the rest inside me. Please.” He wasted no time and worked his pinky inside of her. “More.” “More?” He asked. “Yes!” He stopped rubbing her clit and pulled his fingers out slightly and slowly worked his thumb in. He slowly turned his hand at the wrist back and forth getting as much of her pussy juices on his hand as he could. His thumb was now into the first knuckle. Her moans were being accompanied with heavy panting and her pussy was literally dripping. Long tendrils of her thick juices were clinging to her inner thigh and his hand. Soon he had his hand worked up to the last knuckles on his thumb and fingers. With one final gentle push his hand was inside of her. He used his entire hand to rub her g-spot and the entire area surrounding it by closing his fingers into a loose fist. She let out a grunt followed by a moan. “I’m going to cum,” She said, lick my asshole some more.“ “Yes ma'am,” he replied. He had to stand up to one side of her and lean over to get at her asshole. Using his one free hand he pulled her right cheek to the side and started flicking his tongue across her sweet hole. She reached a hand out and started stroking his cock. The head was slick with more pre-cum and she was using it as lube. “Oh fuck! Yes! Right there. I’m cum… ” She couldn’t finish her sentence. Instead it turned into a yell. Her pussy clamped down on his wrist, as did her hand on his cock, and she started to shudder. Suddenly he felt a rush of warm liquid spray out of her stretched pussy as she squirted with each contraction of her orgasm. The tightness of it around his wrist made it spray out in every direction. A puddle had formed between her feet. She continued to shudder for another moment or two before he felt her muscles relax and he slowly, in a back and forth twisting motion, slid his hand out of her pussy. As his knuckles slid out her knees buckled slightly. He grabbed her around the waist and let her down gently. She reached her hand out and grabbed his throbbing cock, pulling him over to her. She took his cock into her mouth. All the way in. He could feel her tiny lips around his fat cock, her teeth were barely able to keep from scraping. He wouldn’t have minded. Sometimes it felt kinda good. He could just barely feel the tip of his dick hitting the back of her throat. She continued with the up and down sucking motion and added in her hands. She had both hands wrapped around his fat dick and her fingers were only barely overlapping each other. She was definitely experienced and knew how to handle such a girthy cock. He briefly imagined what it would be like to have her at the center of a gang bang. The thought shot through him like a lighting bolt. He suddenly felt like he was going to cum. “Bend over again. I want to fuck you.” He told her. Without a word she stood up, bent over onto the counter and stuck her ass out. He gave it a quick lick from clit to asshole before standing up and pressing the head of his cock against her waiting pussy. She reached her hands back and spread her cheeks for him. He slid his cock into her pussy and was amazed with how tight it felt considering he had just fucked her with his fist. He started pumping slowly. Going halfway in then out before slamming all the way into her. Since she was slightly lower than him his cock was hitting the area just above her g-spot. She arched her back up some so he was able to come straight down into her and soon he was hitting her g-spot with each full thrust. It didn’t take long before she was cumming again. She let go of her ass cheeks to steady herself on the counter. He felt her muscles tense up and she began to shudder once more. With each downward thrust she moaned and squirted. The front of his pants and the back of hers were soaked through. Her pussy was continually clamping down on his cock and the feeling of it was amazing. He was going to cum. He picked up his pace and soon he was grunting as well. He was now slamming into her already abused pussy. With a final grunt and thrust he emptied his load into her. He continued pumping in rhythm with her muscle contractions. He stayed inside of her until his cock, now completely flaccid, slid out of her along with a thick string of his cum. She reached a hand underneath and formed a cup with her hand. She collected as much of the cum in her hand as she could and proceeded to rub it all over her pussy and clit. Her pussy looked like it had a glaze over it as his thick cum covered it all. She stood up and turned around. She stared him in the eyes as she stuck her fingers in her mouth and sucked the remainder of his cum off. She then proceeded to pull her pants up a little too high and made sure that the outline of her pussy was clearly visible. She walked the few steps over to him while running her hand along the outline of her crotch and leaned up to kiss him. He could taste his cum on her lips and tongue. As they kissed she was stroking his flaccid cock. “See you Monday,” she said as she pulled away and started towards the door. She paused as she held the door part way open and blew him a kiss. “Later, Davey.” She said, “Call me sometime.” And with that she walked through the door leaving David standing in the middle of the breakroom with his dick hanging out. He looked at the mess around him as he put his dick away and buckled his pants. “I ain’t cleaning this fucking mess up.” by IwishIweredreaming [https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=6127280&page=submissions] for Literotica