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When I first moved into the small apartment building on the west side of town, I was starting my third year of studies at the university. I was majoring in computer sciences and I had lived my first two years on campus in the dormitories. After living those years with a roommate, I was glad to be getting my own apartment. I knew no one in the neighborhood but the price of the apartment was right for my budget.

I knew no one in the building or in the neighborhood so I was surprised when someone knocked on my door at ten o’clock a few nights ago. I looked through the peephole and was able to see a mature woman with curly blonde hair. She seemed harmless enough so I unlocked and opened the door.

“You must be the new tenant,� she said. “My name’s Kathy and I live next door.�

“Pleased to meet you,� I said. “I’m Daniel. Would you care to come inside?�

Kathy was a mature beauty with a shapely figure and large breasts. She was wearing a tight pair of blue jeans and an even tighter t-shirt. As she walked by me to enter my apartment, I could smell her sweet perfume. She looked around and nodded.

“I like what you have done to the place,� she said with approval. “The last renters were pigs so I’m hoping you’re neater.�

“I am but please excuse the lack of furniture. I only managed to buy a new bed, a table and two chairs. Would you care for some refreshments? I have bottled water, orange juice and coffee.�

“Nothing for me,� she said as she sat down on one of the new chairs. “I came over to check you out because my husband is gone for a few days and I heard you were single.�

I sat down on the other new chair and looked her over more closely. Kathy appeared to be in her mid-forties with curly blonde hair that stopped just below her neck. There were a crow’s feet and a few winkles that she did not try to hide with an abundance of make-up. Her eyes were a dark blue-gray and she had a slight tan tint to her skin. I felt her checking me over while I was doing the same to her. She would have seen a young dark-haired man in his mid-twenties that was clean-shaven and slender.

“Do you mind if I ask you a few personal questions?� she asked.

“Not at all,� I replied.

“Do you have a girlfriend?�

“No and I haven’t had one since I since I started college. My studies keep me pretty well occupied.�

“How do you feel about older women?�

“If you’re asking if I’m finding you sexually appealing, then the answer is yes. However, I won’t make a play for you since you have already stated that you are married and expect your husband back in a few days.�

Kathy burst out laughing at my serious statement. I couldn’t help smile because she looked even more beautiful when she was laughing. She finally stopped laughing and looked at me seriously.

“I’m known as the milf from next door,� she said. “I have one kid and she’s away at college. My husband is hardly ever home and I get bored easily. I’d like to spend those hours having a young stud like you fucking me. You won’t be the first but you may be the last if you stick around here after you graduate.�

Instead of answering Kathy, I found myself standing up and reaching a hand out to help her to stand. I then embraced her and pressed my lips on hers. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I gently sucked it. I suddenly felt warm and my penis was growing to life in my pants. Kathy withdrew from me and pulled her tight top over her head. I reached behind her and unsnapped her bra.

I cupped her large mature breasts and placed my lips around a nipple. I sucked the rosy bud until it grew hard in my mouth. I then sucked her other nipple until it was just as hard as the first. We stripped off each other’s clothes before I led the busty blonde milf from next door to my bedroom. She climbed on the bed first and I followed.

I was surprised when Kathy pushed me down on the bed and wrapped her moist mouth around my swelling purple crown. She sucked my penis as I managed to probe her neatly-trimmed mature pussy with my fingers. After my penis was fully erect, she impaled herself on it. She rode me until she climaxed and then she dismounted.

The milf from next door wrapped her large mature breasts around my stiff penis and placed her mouth around my purple crown. I exploded immediately and she swallowed all of my hot semen.

Kathy spent the night with me and we fucked twice more before she left in the morning. She has been over every night since then and we have fucked every time. I really hope her husband does not return home because I really enjoy fucking the milf from next door.

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MILF SAMANTHA: COCK WORSHIPPER

Every since Samantha got divorced from her kids’ father, she has been on the prowl for young cock. Her ex-husband didn’t want to have sex with her anymore, since he discovered the joys of fucking his secretary. So that left Samantha to start dating again, something she surely did not want to do.

However, her job as an Assistant Professor at the University allowed her to teach some of the brightest minds in the country. And also some of the hottest young studs, walking the face of this earth. She could pick and choose from the best, and today, Samantha was going to do just that.

Todd was one of her brightest students, and he was on the soccer team as well. Samantha loved soccer, and she also loved watching the team practice, because she knew Todd would be there. She had told Todd that she was going to show up; he had been begging her all week to come to a game. Samantha turned him down. She wanted to see Todd all sweaty from practice and then give him a ride home.

Instead Todd showed up at her office before she had a chance to leave, and started kissing the nape of her neck. Samantha quickly locked her office door and lifted her skirt so Todd could really kiss something.

On purpose she had not worn any panties, so Todd was able to ram his hard cock all the way in her tight pussy.

Todd grabbed her 44D’s as his balls slapped her ass when he thrust inside of her. Cum ran down his shaft as Samantha felt the first wave of ecstasy from his young hard cock. She tried to spread her ass cheeks wider, so he would have easier access, but Samantha couldn’t keep up with Todd. His youthfulness made him cock strong and energetic. He rammed his cock in her like he had never had pussy before.

To make it even more erotic, Todd turned Samantha to face him so she could give him head. His strong dick tasted like a lollipop, and Samantha sucked it like there was no tomorrow. Todd let his head fall backwards as Samantha gave him the blow job of his life. She was good at taking it all, not gagging or losing control of his cock, she held onto it like her life depended on it.

If Todd were not a student in her class, she would travel across the country for this sweet tasting stud. While he was fucking her, she kept thinking about his cum and what it would taste like. Samantha wanted him to stay in her all afternoon; she wanted to walk around with his cock stuck up in her hot pussy all day, everyday.
Now Todd wanted something else. He turned Samantha’s ass back to him and slid his thick manhood inside her ass. Samantha wanted to scream, but she didn’t. She let Todd have his way, as he made her body his toy store. His dick hurt going in, but soon Samantha didn’t feel anything but orgasm after orgasm as his dick hit the sweet spot in her ass, causing her to get weak.

Todd held her up as he kept fucking that sweet little dark secret, causing it to spread and close just as he commanded it to. Samantha felt pain and pleasure all at the same time. She wanted Todd in her pussy, but he had a mind of his own, choosing to fuck her in her ass instead.

Samantha’s pussy was dripping wet. She came and came as Todd’s dick seemed to grow and expand inside her. He was cumming, and it felt good. The hot sperm came out like hot lava. Now his cock slipped around inside her easily, sometimes coming out but never completely. Todd kept pumping like a wild man. His athleticism was showing; never giving in, but continuing like a wild stallion, there was more cum shooting out of him into her ass. Samantha loved it! Then he began to slow up, not stopping and pulling out, but slowly pumping and pulling out in one ease of motion.

As they both got dressed, Samantha gave Todd his homework assignment: he was to go home and shower, then meet her at her place at nine. Samantha had an all night study session planned, and if Todd wanted to pass her class, he had better not be late.

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The Snapping Pussy Club

You know life as a soccer mom can be pretty boring at times. Once the kids are at school and Glen has gone off to work I’ve got the rest of the day to fill in and damn those hours can drag. But recently two other friends who were in exactly the same situation and I found a great way to have some fun.

I don’t know exactly what started it all but we were sitting having coffee one day when Shani others made some comment and suddenly Helen and I knew how she was filling in her dull time. She had several guys coming around on various days through the week to keep her entertained. Jokingly I asked if she could send one of those guys around to see me and Helen did to.

I might have asked as a joke but a couple of days later when a really hot looking guy turned up at my door and told me that Shani had sent him the joke got a whole lot more serious and I got totally fucked out of my brain. Sex with Glen had got kind of dull and boring and almost a non-event but even though I could hardly walk after my visitor had left I wanted more.

The next week over another coffee there was a discreet enquiry if both of us had received out gifts and whether we had enjoyed them or not and from there what we laughingly called our Snapping Pussy Club was formed. The girl who sent the guys around in the first place showed us where to go to pick up a good fuck and even taught us all the right moves to make.

Before long I was getting all the sex I could handle and then some and we were even swapping guys. If I picked up a guy who could really fuck I’d fuck him for a few weeks and then I’d pass him on to the other two and they’d send me their used studs too.

And then one day it turned really kinky and since then the Snapping Pussy Club has begun to travel down some very different and very interesting paths. It all started with a phone call from Helen who sounded rather breathless. She’d just spent some time with a really kinky guy and she was sending him round to see me the next day. She wouldn’t tell me much about him but I wasn’t to keep him because she hadn’t finished with him.

The next day the doorbell rang and when I opened the door there was no one there … well there was no one there till I looked down … and then I saw a midget standing there. He stood no higher than my hips and he looked up at me with a cheeky grin on his face.

“So you’re the babe that Helen suggested I come and see?�

“I might be� I said.

“Well are you or aren’t you?� he asked as he tapped his foot impatiently.

“Ummm … yes I am … but I wasn’t expecting someone like you.�

“So you don’t think I can perform?� he asked with a faint sneer.

“It’s not that … it’s just that …�

“Good� he said shortly and pushed me back into the hallway.

I got such a shock I stumbled back against the wall and he came after me. He pushed my skirt up over my hips and buried his face in my bare pussy. His tongue found my clit and a bolt of pleasure roared through my body and exploded in my brain.

“Oh God� I gasped as he sucked my clit in between his teeth and I moaned as his fingers slipped between my pussy lips. I felt two fingers go deep into my pussy and more pleasure exploded in my brain.

I wanted to push this little man away but the whore inside me pushed my pussy against face and clamped my cunt around those fingers. And suddenly there were more fingers and then his whole hand and the little bastard was fisting me.

An orgasm crashed through me and I screamed and howled with pleasure as another and another lit a fire in every nerve ending in my body. His arm was like piston driving his hand deep into me and I completely lost control of myself. I was his fuck toy to do as he wanted for as long as he wanted.

I was an addict who craved every bit of pleasure that he could inflict on me. Outside I might be a respected wife and mother but here in this wild world created by a tiny man I was a whore who would do anything for him just so long as he didn’t stop fucking me with his hand.

When he did stop it was like a punishment inflicted on me for no reason. I was sobbing when I begged him to go on but he just laughed.

“Get on your knees slut!�

And like a whore I obeyed. I knelt on hands and knees and he stood behind me and drove his cock into me. It wasn’t huge but it was certainly bigger than Glen’s and after the savage fisting he had just given me it felt so good.

Again the orgasms crashed through me and again I screamed and moaned and begged him not to stop. Again and again he drove his cock into me and with every thrust another orgasm ripped me apart and I sank further into his world where depravity was an art form.

The sound of his balls slapping against my ass echoed down the hallway and dimly, through the cloud of pleasure that fogged my brain I realized that the front door was still open and the neighbors could probably hear what was going on … but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the wild pleasure this midget was inflicting on me.

And then he withdrew and I thought my pleasure was over but it was only a second before his hard cock was pushing into my ass.

OH FUCK … OH FUCK HOW IT HURT … and then he was in and the pleasure was ripping me apart once more and once more I was screaming and howling and totally without any self control.

I don’t know how long the fucking went on for because he had driven me into a zone where there was no time. There was nothing but wild screaming pleasure and it enveloped me and held me captive and would not release me till that little man was ready.

In his good time I felt the hot cum explode deep inside me. I felt it fill my ass and then get pushed out as he continued to thrust his cock into me. I felt it run down my thighs and pool around me knees and still he fucked me and still I wanted more.

After he had gone I dragged myself up the stairs and fell into the shower to wash the stains of his possession from me. I could hardly walk … I could hardly sit … and yet I was ready for more any time that little man wanted to come back and possess me.

Later that afternoon I was out in the garden when the young soccer mom who lived next door saw me and came over.

“I don’t know what you were getting in there this morning� she said gesturing towards the house. “But whatever it was I want some too.�

And the Snapping Pussy Club gained a fourth member.

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The Painted Lady

Janet Laird stood naked in front of her mirror. She cupped her hands under her breasts and lifted them. Gravity was beginning taking its toll on the girls, but they were still full and round. She pinched her nipples and they perked right up. The rest of her wasn’t in bad shape either for pushing 40. Sure she was maybe 10 pounds over being svelte (one of those words loved by English teachers like her) but Janet considered herself voluptuous.


To bad her husband, Tom, didn’t consider her voluptuous or maybe they’re love life would be more exciting. Oh, he still dutifully screwed her twice a week, when he was in town, but those were the three problems:

1.Dutifully – it wasn’t like he was passionate about her.
2.Screwed her – They never made love or even fucked anymore. She couldn’t remember her last orgasm that wasn’t self inflicted.
3.Tom was traveling a lot. Like this week. Gone to Seattle.

The doorbell rang.

“Shit,� she said aloud looking at the clock on the wall. It was eight already? Mary’s son, Scott was here to start painting the house. She ran to her closet and grabbed an old baggy tee shirt and a pair of shorts and threw them on without much thought. Had she given it much thought she would have probably chosen less shear shorts, ones where her dark bush didn’t show, and shirt that maybe would have hidden the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra a little better.

Or maybe shouldn’t she wouldn’t have.

Scott was about to ring the doorbell again when Mrs. Laird open the door.

“Hi Scott.� She said, sort of out of breath. “Sorry, I was in my bedroom when you rang.�


“Jesus,� Scott thought as his eyes flicked down to her heaving breasts with nipples erect and then down to the dark patch under her white shorts then quickly back up to her eyes. He said, “No problem.�


He had known Mrs. Laird almost his whole life, was friends with her son Greg, who was off visiting his grandparents for the month. His mother and Mrs. Laird had been best friends since they met. But for the first time he actually noticed that she was an attractive woman with nice tits.


“Um, where is the paint?� he asked after a moment of awkward silence.


“It’s in the garage.� She said, but his condition did not escape her. She threw a quick and, she hoped, subtle glance at his crotch. There was the tale tell outline. He was impressive, even semi hard. “I’ll go open the garage door.�


She hadn’t realized before how handsome her best friend’s son was with his broad shoulders, tight waist and ass and big cock…


Janet stopped half way to the garage to mentally slap herself. “He’s Mary’s son!� she said. “I am old enough to be his mother.�


Outside Scott was telling himself, “She is your friend’s mom. She is old enough to be your mom. But damn she has nice tits. And that bush showing in those shorts. That can’t be an accident. Oh shit, she wants me.� He thought of what he’d say to Greg. “Sorry man, but your mom’s a MILF and she wanted me.�


He was startled by the garage door suddenly lurching up. He saw Mrs. Baird’s bare feet and legs and had a split second of fantasy that she was wearing nothing else. He shook his head to rid himself of the vision as the door revealed still clothed.


“The paint and drop cloths and brushes are all over there. Do want something to drink?�


“N-no thanks, Mrs. Laird.�

“Please, call me Janet.�

“Sure, Janet.�

“Have you eaten breakfast?�

Why was she asking him that, they both thought.

“I grabbed a donut on the way over.� He lied. He hadn’t eaten a thing.

“I can fry up some eggs and bacon if you like?�

“I don’t want to be a bother.�

“No bother.�


“Okay.� He said, thinking, she is trying to lure me into the house. What do I do? Fuck her brains out seemed the obvious choice and he struggled to come up with alternatives.


“I’m going to grab a quick shower get dressed and I’ll call you when breakfast is ready.�


Two minutes later he had the cloth over the hedge and was staring at the corner working hard to concentrate on the job at hand rather than the job in the house.


Janet was back in front of the mirror. She was just about sure she should be ashamed of the fact that as she walked in the house she mad a show of stopping and bending over and giving him a shot of her ass. It was a slutty thing to do, she knew. But there was something about Scotts burgeoning hard on that made her do it.

Then she realized what it was. He was attracted to her. She cast aside any sense of guilt and stepped into the shower. Janet shaved her pussy as she showered, forgetting the earlier urge to masturbate. After toweling herself dry she chose a halter top and the same shorts. Only this time she put on thong.

It was red and showed through the shorts even more blatantly. Scott would approve, she told herself. She was just being flirty; it wasn’t like she was going to sleep with him. Although the brief thought of his cock in her mouth sent a shiver of anticipation up her spine and made her pussy moist.


She shook off the thought and went to make breakfast. Twenty minutes later she called him. His reaction was better than she had hoped.


Seeing Janet Laird in the halter and her thong showing through took Scott off guard. He followed her into the kitchen, hoping that his hard on would fade before she noticed it. He took his seat quickly and scooted in tight.


“So are you still doing your art?� She asked and winced inside. What a stupid question. Scott was more than talented. He was gifted.


“I’m majoring in art next year,� he replied stiffly, and the moment was nearly lost.


Janet knew that and also knew that his mother didn’t really approve in his choice of careers making it a sore subject for him. She quickly changed the subject and started flirting with him. He responded shyly at first but then loosened up as they finished.


When they were done, Scott started to pick up his plate.


“I’ll get it.� Janet said, standing and leaning across the table, giving him a clear shot of her ample cleavage. She looked up and was shocked to see a mixture of dismay and lust in his eyes. She’d gone too far. Suddenly she felt ill. Here was this kid, okay he was 18 but still a kid. And she was driving him crazy, just because the way he looked at her made her feel good.


Janet sat down. “I’m sorry Scott. I don’t know what got into me. I’m behaving badly.�


She gathered the dishes and took them to the sink.


“Maybe you should get back to painting,� she said, turning on the water and not looking at him.


Scott said nothing, just nodded even though she couldn’t see him. But then she continued.


“It’s just that, well, it has been a long time since someone looked at me the way you did this morning. I felt beautiful and sexy and, honestly I am not some old cougar. But you are very handsome and I let my fantasy get away from me. Tom hasn’t looked at me that way in years, let alone touch me… I thought you well…�


My God, Scott thought as he watched her shoulders sag, she is really lonely. Scott was a sucker for damsels in distress. He stepped up behind her.


“You’re right. You are beautiful.� He said, honestly. He placed his hand on her back, over the lower bow knot of her halter. “I’d like to paint you sometime.�

She didn’t move. He held his hand there and time seemed to stand still as if they were each waiting for the other to make a move. Scott obliged by untying the knot. Now Janet stiffened, but she still didn’t say anything or resist as he slipped his left hand around her waist and up under the dangling top.


Her nipples sprang to life at his light touch. She leaned back into his arms as his teeth found the top bow knot and tugged it loose. Her ass crushed his hard cock as he swept his right hand on to her remaining breast. She spun in his arms and their mouths came together hungrily.


Her hands hurried lifted his tee shirt up exposing his muscled chest and she pulled him against him against her. Their tongues feinted and jabbed like two boxers in their mouths. God he was a good fucking kisser.


Her mouth was sweet and tongue was incredible.

Suddenly, she pushed him back. Panting now, she said, “I’m sorry but I think you’d better get back to painting before the neighbors start to wonder where you are.�

He was momentarily confused and maybe even a little hurt. But Janet soothed him,

“We’ll continue this later. I’ll make you a lunch you won’t forget.�


In the three hours between breakfast and noon Scott painted like crazy. He covered almost the whole front of the house. When he heard her call his name he slid down the ladder and trying to maintain a normal stride, walked to the house.

Over the dining room table was a comforter and on the comforter was Janet, spread eagle.


Her shave pussy was the most beautiful Scott had ever scene. Without pause he walked up to the table, knelt down and buried his face between her thighs. Her cunt was sweet and salty. Her clit stood as hard as his cock.


Janet couldn’t believe how quickly Scott found her clit. Even after twenty years Tom couldn’t find it. His tongue on her sent her thoughts reeling with ecstasy.


Scott gave Janet three orgasms and happily lapped her cum juice before his tongue couldn’t take any more. Sensing this Janet signaled him to take her place on the table. She kissed him hard enjoying the taste of her cunt on his lips and tongue.


Janet broke their kiss and pulled his tee shirt up over his head. Then she started kissing his face, gently brushing her lips over his mouth, nose, cheeks and eyes. Scott couldn’t believe how good it felt. His cock was straining to break free of his shorts. She straddled him pressed his cock hard with her dripping pussy. Janet was so wet that her juices soaked through his shorts and underwear.


She kissed her way to his ear and whispered, “If you don’t like anything I’m about to do to you, just say the word.�

Her tongue rammed into his ear and traced the arcs even as she took his earlobe between her teeth. He gave a sharp intake at the mixture of pleasure and pain. It was a new sensation, one that nearly made him cum in his shorts.

“I feel your throbbing cock,� Janet breathed into his ear. “I feel how bad it wants to fuck me.�

She kissed him again, hard. Her tongue penetrating deep into his mouth. After a minute her mouth left his and she nipped at his chin, then his throat and continued with alternating kisses, licks and little bites down to his nipples. She clamped her mouth onto his left nipple as her hands pinched his right. She sucked hard giving him a hickey on his nipple. It made her giggle when she looked at it.


Then she proceeded down the rest of the way, sliding her cunt off his cock and down his legs. She took the end of his draw string in her teeth and pulled the knot loose. She pulled his shorts down just enough to expose the tip of his cock.


Scott couldn’t believe how she made him feel. He’d had blow jobs before, but none of the girls had seemed to relish his cock as much as Janet Laird did. She sucked his balls and ran her tongue the length of his shaft finally taking him all the way in. Her tongue was amazing and it didn’t take long for him cum. She gulped down his cum and when he was done she kissed him full on the mouth. He’d never been squeamish about his cum, but he’d never had a girl kiss him with his cum on her tongue. But his cum tasted sweet in her mouth.


She lay onto top of him for a bit. Her body was warm and soft in all the right places.


“Thank you,� she said, rolling off him.

“You did all the work.� He said slipping a hand between her thighs. “I think I should…�

“Get back to painting,� she said, “The neighbors.�

“But,� he started to protest, but she shook her head, “No.�

The rest of the day Scott worked feverishly finishing the front of the house and around the side. By five he was ready to start the back.

After he stashed the paint, ladder and drop cloth he knocked on the garage door.

Janet opened the door, she was wearing her robe.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.� He said.

She had said yes, but when Scott arrived the next morning there was a note on the door. It said that she had gone shopping and would be back soon. She left the key under the mat. Scott couldn’t help feeling that something was wrong. But he went right to work.
He back of the house faced a small lake and the greenway around it so it was mostly windows and the job went faster than he thought it would.

By noon he was over half way done and still no sign of Mrs. Laird. He worked straight through and finished up just after three o’clock. And still no sign of her.

Scott didn’t know whether to be hurt or mad or what! But as he cleaned up and put it all away, he realized that it was probably just as well. If Janet Laird was even half as good at fucking as she was at giving head, he’d never want to stop.

Ruefully he drove home, calling his buddy Tanner to see what was happening that night. When he got home ate a snack, talked briefly to his mom and then climbed into the shower. He started to jerk off to a fantasy of Mrs. Laird, but then mid way his mom knocked on the bathroom door killing his erection.


“Scott?�


“Yeah?�


“Janet Laird just called. She says she wants to pay you. She also said that you missed a spot on the back of the house. She’d like you to come over and see if you can touch it up.�


“Now?�


“Well yes. Tom is coming back tomorrow and she would like to have the house done by the time he gets home.�


Swearing under his breath Scott finished his shower and dressed back in his painting clothes. He was sure he hadn’t missed any where. What the hell was she talking about?


In about fifteen minutes he was parked in front of her house and standing at the door waiting for her to answer it. He reached out to ring the doorbell a second time when the door opened. Mrs. Laird was standing there in her plush bathrobe.


She smiled and he knew he hadn’t missed a spot.


“You said I missed a spot?� He said.


“Yes,� she said, “Come in and I’ll show you.�

She led Scott to the game room. Normally the pool table stood in the center of the room. But somehow she had pushed it against the wall. In its place was the painted spattered drop cloth. The room was awash in candle light. On the bar were lined up bottle after bottle of edible body paint. He took it all in as Janet stepped to the center of the room and shed her robe.


“You said you wanted to paint me… Make me your masterpiece.�

Scott stripped and went to work, leaving not an inch of her unpainted, spending considerable time on her nipples trying one color after another and sucking them off. He spent more time on her clit and even devoted time on her virgin pink little asshole. No one had ever touched her anus let alone trace it with color and tongue. Janet came again and again.


After he was done, she went to work on him. Her tongue reciprocated the anal pleasure he had given her and more. Finally she straddled him and slid her steaming cunt down over his cock. She rode him until she came again. She had forgotten the stamina of the young.


“What do you want from me?� she asked her hot breath in his ear. “You can do anything
you want.�

He rolled over and plunged his cock into her twat and pumped hard, bringing her to climax yet again. Then she rolled over took his cock doggy style and he still hadn’t come.


She looked over her shoulder and said, “Take me like no one else has.�


It took Scott a second to figure out she meant anally. Was she serious?

As if reading his mind she said, “Yes.’


Her twat was tight as any girl’s Scott had fucked. But her asshole, as he slid into her she yelped part in pain part in ecstasy.


“Should I stop?�


“No! Fuck me. Fuck me in the ass.�


He couldn’t believe the tightness, the smoothness of her hole. He started slowly and then worked up speed. She kept crying out as though in pain and then telling him, “Harder! Deeper!�


Finally he couldn’t hold back any and he filled her ass with creamy goodness. She screamed as he pumped even hard his cock spasmimg again and again. They collapsed on the drop cloth, Scott rolling off of her. They both gasped for air for several minutes.


“So, Mr. Laird comes home tomorrow?�


“Yes. But he flies out again on Tuesday to Chicago for a week.�


“Really? Oh, I don’t have a reason…�


“I’m thinking of painting the inside, every room.�


“Have anybody in mind?�

“I know a guy who,� here she grabbed his cock, and sighed “does wonderful work…�

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The Milf and the Intern

This summer I took as an intern at a major advertising agency in the city. It was my first internship so for much of the time I was just the gopher but that was ok, I was getting into marketing and that’s exactly what I wanted to do.

One of my gopher jobs was to deliver proofs and other stuff to our clients around the city and yesterday they sent me out just after lunch to deliver some stuff. The client’s office was on the 20th floor of one of those buildings that you can enter from two different directions with one entry on a lower level to the other.

I jumped into the elevator at the lower level and thought I was going to have it to myself but when we got to the next level things changed. The first person through the door was a really sexy older woman … long blonde hair … tight business suit that was really stretched across a big set of boobs … and a short skirt.

There was an expensive necklace, gold bangles and lots of class … obviously a big-time executive I thought.

She glanced at me as she came through the door and I thought there was a hint of a smile but I figured I must have imagined it.

Then there was a surge of people and she was pushed right up against me as I stood against the back wall. I mumbled some sort of apology and then embarrassment! My cock started to get hard and it was pressing against her.

I couldn’t move and she couldn’t step back because of all the people behind her. I could feel myself blush and I started to stammer and apologize some more … but her wicked smile stopped me … and then I felt it.

At first I thought I was imagining it but then it knew it was for real. In that crowd of people she was very gently rubbing herself against my cock. It was a slow trip because people were getting off at their floors and through the whole trip up she kept on rubbing herself against me and then we stopped again and she turned and pushed her way out of the elevator and was gone.

It took me quite a while to realize that I had missed my floor.

When I did get to the right floor it didn’t take long to find the right office and I went in and spoke to the receptionist. She looked at the details on the envelope I was to deliver and then took me through to one of the corner offices. She knocked, opened the door, ushered me in, announced me and then withdrew closing the door behind her and leaving me facing the woman from the elevator.

She got up and came round to my side of the desk and sat on it as she looked through the contents of the envelope.

I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. The suit coat was gone and now I could see her cleavage through a very tight white blouse. Her short skirt had ridden up when she sat on her desk and she had made no attempt to pull it down. I could see the tops of her stockings and the lure of what else might be hiding under the hem of her short skirt was almost too much to resist.

Then I heard her laugh and looked up to see her looking at me. She tossed the envelope onto a chair and slowly began to unbutton her blouse.

“So you’d like me to thank you for delivering those proofs would you?�

I began to stammer and stutter again and she laughed again.

“I do so love to get fucked by horny interns!�

She took her blouse off and dropped it on the floor and then she pulled the cups of her bra down and those beautiful big breasts that had first caught my eye back in the elevator fell free. The looked firm and full and her nipples were very hard.

I moved closer and cupped them in my hands; I rolled those hard nipples between my fingers and listened to her moan softly as the pleasure ran through her. She slipped one hand behind my head and pulled me close so that she could kiss me.

Her tongue drifted into my mouth and began to explore and then her hands were fumbling with my belt and my pants were down. Her fingers closed around my cock and she stroked it as we continued to kiss.

A few moments later she was spread across her desk and I was driving my cock deep into her hot pussy. With every thrust she would moan and every time I withdrew she would sob and her long finger nails would dig into my hips to prevent me from escaping.

There was no way I wanted to escape, I wanted to go on fucking this horny bitch till I was out of control and it was obvious she wanted me to go on pounding her. The harder I fucked her the more she moaned and the deeper she dug her nails into me. Every time I drove my cock back into her the wetter her pussy was and the tighter it got around my cock.

In the end I was hammering her like a machine and her moans had turned to cries and gasps as she struggled to catch her breath and when I was ready to cum I tried to withdraw but those nails dug even deeper.

“NO!� she snarled.

And before I could argue I was cumming. The more I came inside her, the tighter she made her pussy and the more she milked my cock of every drop of cum I had. While she worked my cock she cursed and swore and inflicted the most incredible pleasure I had ever experienced. I thought that while I had been fucking her it had been good but after I started to cum and she really started to work my cock it was like a whole new level opened up. I thought my head was going to explode and in the end I was begging her to stop.

When she finally did I almost collapsed on the floor because my legs were shaking so much. She looked as though she had passed out on the desk but then she sighed and slowly struggled to her feet. We stood there for a moment looking at the pool of cum that had formed on the desk where she had been laying and then she leaned down and licked it up.

Man that just blew me away!

The next day I was back in the same elevator at the same time to make another delivery.

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MILF Reunion

I was reluctant to attend my twentieth high school reunion for several reasons. I was recently divorced and most of the classmates that I was close to had either committed suicide or were in prison. I was one of the few students that moved away to attend college and I became an accountant. The only woman that I really wanted to see again after twenty years was the one teacher that I owed my success to.

Mrs. Moore was a shapely redhead in her mid-thirties when I first started high school. Like most of the boys my age, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her large breasts that she barely kept contained in the dresses that she wore. Whenever she stepped out from behind the desk, my eyes would also travel down to her shapely legs that were usually covered in black nylon stockings. I spent many of afternoons after school daydreaming of Mrs. Moore instead of doing my homework.

In hopes that she would be there, I decided to attend the reunion. I arrived at the old high school a few minutes early and the building looked the same as it did twenty years earlier. I put on the name tag that everyone was required to wear. I recognized about three-fourths of the faces but I was looking for one in particular.

She was sitting behind an old desk with her name on a card. Her looks had held up well considering that she was in her mid-fifties. She had a few winkles and a few streaks of gray in her red hair but she was still shapely as ever.

“Good evening, Mrs. Moore,� I said as I approached her. “It has been a long time since we last met.�

“It’s great to see you again, Todd,� she said. “I was hoping that you would show up tonight. We have so much to talk about.�

We did talk without any interruptions and we caught each other up on what we had been doing in the past twenty years. She told me that she was still teaching and that she was divorcing her husband since their kids were finally grown up. I told her about my ex-wife and that we never had any children. I found myself still drawn to the busty teacher after twenty years. I finally asked her if she would like to get together after the reunion. I noticed that her cheeks flushed a little before she gave me her address.

After the reunion was over, I drove to Mrs. Moore’s house. She was already there waiting for my arrival and I knew that I was about to make one of my longest secret fantasies come true. There was only one mother I’d love to fuck and the busty redheaded teacher was it. Mrs. Moore must have sensed what I wanted and she must have wanted it just as much as I did.

The Milf teacher led me to her bedroom and we embraced each other. Our lips met in our first kiss that was twenty years overdue. We savored the kiss as we slowly undressed each other. Our hands explored each other’s bodies before I began sucking her large mature tits. Her nipples grew hard in my mouth. The milf teacher pushed my head away and kneeled before me.

She wrapped her mature mouth around my swelling purple crown and proceeded to suck it. My cock grew longer and thicker as she drew more of it inside her. I was amazed that she was able to take most of my eight inch cock into her mature mouth. Not even my ex-wife managed to do that.

After my cock was fully erect, Mrs. Moore released me and we climbed on the bed. She lay down and I knelt between her legs. I probed her hairy mature pussy with my fingers and tongue. She squirmed a little as her vagina grew wetter. Mrs. Moore finally told me to fuck her.

My hard cock slowly entered her hairy mature pussy. I fucked her slow and easy at first but I sped up once I knew that she cold handle my eight inch cock. The Milf teacher climaxed with a loud moan of pleasure. I was about to pull my hard cock out of her wet tunnel when she wrapped her legs around me.

“Come inside me,� she whispered in my ear.

I buried my hard cock deep inside her hairy mature pussy and released my load. My hot semen shot out of my piss hole and filled her wet tunnel. We kissed until my spent cock filled out of her hairy mature pussy.

I ended up spending the night with the milf teacher and we fucked again in the morning before I left. We have kept in touch since that night and I travel every few weeks to fuck Mrs. Moore.

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MILF Coffee Break

Albert’s restaurant is about half a mile east of town and I enjoy going there at different times during the day. My favorite time going to the little diner was after three in the afternoon because that’s when Mandy worked her shift. She has been a waitress at Albert’s for as long as I have been going out there since starting college three years ago.

Mandy is in her late forties with long black hair that she keeps tied up in a single braid. She has a natural beauty that she highlights with a slight use of makeup. Unlike the young women my age that are curvy as a bread stick, she has a curvy figure with large breasts and a large round butt. She has two children that I’m only aware of because I overheard her talking about them one afternoon. I knew that she was one mother that I’d love to fuck from the first time she served me coffee.

A few days ago, I went out to Albert’s for my usual coffee break after my last class at the college. I could tell that Mandy was feeling a little blue even though she smiled as usual when she greeted me. As she poured black coffee into my white mug, I asked her if she was feeling okay.

“I’m just feeling frustrated,� Mandy replied in a low voice so none of her other three customers could hear. “My husband has been having problems in bed lately and I’m horny as hell.�

She flushed a little when she realized what she said. I smiled at her and I thought that maybe I could get lucky with the Milf.

“Maybe he needs a break,� I said. “And you need another lover to please you.�

Mandy looked at me with the half-filled coffee pot in her hand. I was really hoping that she was not offended my comment and pour the hot coffee on my head or lap. She did neither and her lips curled up in a mischievous smile.

“I think I’ll take my break now,� she said. “Meet me out back in five minutes.�

I sipped my coffee while I watched her tell a much younger waitress that she was going on her break. I added ice to my mug to quickly cool the coffee so I could finish it quickly. I then went to cash register and paid for my coffee. The younger waitress took my fifty cents and I went out the front door.

I headed for my car before I circled to the back of the little diner. There was a strand of trees on the other side of the parking lot. I watched as Mandy disappeared into the strand. I looked around to make sure that I was not followed before I walked into the strand of trees.

As soon as I found the Milf, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close. Our lips pressed lightly against each other before she opened her moist mouth to accept my probing tongue. She sucked my tongue and I felt blood rushing into my penis.

“I have to confess that it’s been several years since a college boy fucked me,� the older waitress said after our lips parted.

“I confess that I never fucked an older woman before,� I said. “Nor have I wanted to until I first met you.�

We stripped off our clothes and our hands explored each other’s bodies. Her hand finally wrapped itself around my growing young penis as I began sucking her large mature tits. After I made sure that both of her nipples were erect, she kneeled before me and wrapped her moist mouth around my swelling purple crown. I had some great blowjobs from college girls but none of them could compare to the one I was getting from the raven-haired Milf.

Mandy managed to take all seven inches of my fully erect young penis into her mouth. As she deep throated me, she lightly caressed my hairless balls. I could have easily exploded into her hot moist mouth but I resisted the temptation. I finally managed to pull my hard cock out from between her mature lips.

I spread out my clothes so she wouldn’t have to lay down directly on the dirty ground. I kneeled between her spread legs and I began probing her neatly trimmed mature vagina with my fingers and tongue. When Mandy begged me to fuck her, I slowly plunged my hard cock into her wet mature pussy. I fucked the milf until she climaxed underneath me.

I was about to pull out of her wet mature pussy but she locked her legs behind me and pulled me deeper inside her. I exploded and my hot semen filled her tunnel. Her lips found mine and we kissed as my spent young cock fell out of her wet mature pussy. I stood up before helping Mandy to stand. We dressed and we made sure that we were both presentable before I watched her walk back to Albert’s Restaurant.

Mandy’s husband must have been rested enough to perform again for we never fucked again after that one time. Neither of us has brought those few moments up either, but she does have a bigger smile for me each time I take my coffee break. I know that if the milf ever needs me, I’ll be there in a heartbeat.

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Cock Loving Mom

He was gorgeous. A mixture of African American and Hispanic. Miguel is my daughter’s boyfriend and I haven’t been able to stop myself from fucking him. The first thing that attracted me to him was the bulge of his huge cock in his jeans. He became an obsession to me. I had to have his tight little ass in my bed as much as possible.

Each time we fucked, I silently apologized to my daughter. Knowing full well it was wrong to lust after her boyfriend the way that I was. I knew it was wrong, but the way his full lips sucked on my nipples and his big hands pulled at my clit, I was silly putty in his hands. We couldn’t help what we were doing, so we just kept on doing it. My pussy had a magnet on it, and only Miguel could get to it.

On one of our sexual escapades, we discovered the Jacuzzi; well actually, we almost made it to the Jacuzzi.

Miguel had gotten off work early one day, and he wanted to sit in the Jacuzzi for his tired muscles. Working construction in the hot Miami sun had took its toll on his lean body. He wanted me to rub him down, so I quickly obliged.

I couldn’t help but put his hard rod in my mouth. His young cock was firm and ready. That’s what I liked about younger men, they stayed harder longer and you could ride them all day and night. He loved it when I grabbed his sack while I sucked on his entire nine inches. On my knees, I became a slave to his dick, tasting his sweetness while I teased his balls with my tongue.

Miguel pulled me closer by grabbing me by my hair. He was steady, yet forceful enough to make me feel like his bitch. He filled my mouth all the way to my throat with young hard cock. Just as easily as I dropped to my knees, I found myself bent over the rim of the hot tub. Miguel was searching for my asshole. His long cock maneuvered into my backdoor with ease.

I was enjoying the pleasurable pain of his hot rod going in and out of my secret hole. My pussy was dripping wet, anticipating his arrival.

“Oh Miguel, Bueno, Bueno!�

He loved it when I attempted to speak Spanish while we fucked. But, it didn’t slow his pumping in my ass not one bit. In fact my sex talk made him speed up and fuck me harder. My first climax was plentiful, running down my thighs as I rubbed my clit.

Our passion was interrupted by a car door closing. Quickly, we made nice and pulled our clothing back on. My daughter, Sharon was putting her key in the front door just as I sat on the living room sofa with the remote control in my hand.

“Hey Mom, what’s up? I saw Miguel’s car outside so I thought I’d stop by.�
“Yeah, he’s trying to figure out what’s wrong with my hot tub. There appears to be a leak somewhere.�

Just then Miguel sauntered into the living room to join us. Miguel knew how to play his role. He gave Sharon a loving kiss on the back of her neck. She responded in kind by kissing his juicy lips. I had to struggle to keep my legs still. My hot love hole was still throbbing from the sex we didn’t finish yet. Just the thought of his mouth between my legs was a fantasy I still held. It was the one thing he hadn’t done today.

Sharon wanted to go home and celebrate. But Miguel’s celebration had already begun.

“Baby, I’ll be home later. I’ve got to work on your Mother’s hot tub; I’ll be home as soon as I’m done ok?�

“Ok baby.�

One thing I knew about my daughter, she was obedient. Sharon left just as quickly as she came, leaving us to return to our lustful deed.

Miguel led me back to the hot tub, the scene of our crime. He began giving me passionate kisses all over my body. Each kiss was followed by a passion mark on various parts of my body and nipples. I could see his erection begin to grow and it excited me all over again.

He didn’t waste any time. His large hands found my liquid gem waiting for his entrance. Miguel finger fucked me until I began to tremble. He removed his cum covered fingers and let me lick my own juices. His other hand was busy unzipping his pants. Again I would feel his huge member, this time Miguel slid it info my waiting hot pussy.

I could feel my heated twat spreading to accommodate his enormous rod. Miguel liked riding me missionary style so he could take his cock out and shoot his wad in my face.

It didn’t take long for him to cum. He pulled his nine inches out of me and put it in my mouth. I struggled to swallow his hot cum as his rod kept trying to jerk away from my tongue and mouth. I held on, as he moaned and fucked me in my mouth.

Miguel and I kept meeting secretly after the hot tub incident. We just found different places to sexually enjoy ourselves.

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Looking After Me

It had always been a family tradition at my place for us to go away over the summer holidays right from as long as I could remember but this year was different. This year I’d gone to college and when I came home for the summer break I found a job and really couldn’t go away with the family.

At first Mom wanted to cancel the family holiday all together; she just couldn’t believe that I was old enough to look after myself. Both Dad and I tried to convince her that I would be ok but she wouldn’t change her mind until Dad suggested that they get Mrs Morgan to keep an eye on me and maybe cook me some meals.

Mr and Mrs Morgan had lived next door to us for several years and we were so friendly with them that we’d even put a gate in the side fence so that the two families could get together more easily. Mr Morgan was perhaps even older than my father but Mrs Morgan was much younger and she really made me horny.

Nothing had ever happened and she’d never even touched me but sometimes I thought I saw her looking at me in a way that older women don’t usually look at their friends’ kids. There were times when I’d lay in bed at night and think about those looks and wonder what they might mean. I hoped that she did have the hots for me because she had one heck of a body and, while I’d banged a few of the girls at college I would have given them all away in return for a chance to slip my cock into Mrs Morgan.

But they were all just fantasies and I never let them get too serious.

Anyway Mom and Dad and my brother and sister all headed out on their holiday and I kept on working. I was working as one of the people in the warehouse at the local hardware store and I spent a lot of time shifting heavy stuff by hand so I was coming home most nights really exhausted. I’d eat something Mrs Morgan had left for me and then collapse into bed and not wake till the alarm went off next morning.

About the fourth night after everyone else went off on holidays I started to dream about Mrs Morgan. She was kneeling at the foot of the bed and her lips were around my cock. You know those sort of dreams … they feel so good and they feel so real.

I could feel her tongue dance over the end of my cock and I knew I was moaning. I felt her teeth on my cock too and in my dream I reached down to run the fingers of both hands through her hair. I could feel her soft brown hair and … I could feel it with my fingers … and my then I realized that my arms really were stretched out and I really could feel her hair … because … this was real … this wasn’t a dream. She really was there and when I opened my eyes I could see her in the pale moonlight.

She looked up when she realized that I was awake and smiled.

“No words Jamie� she murmured … “no words�

I didn’t want to say anything; all I wanted to do was admire this beautiful naked woman who had appeared at the end of my bed. In the pale moonlight her naked breasts were full and I could see one nipple; it was big and hard and then, as a faint breeze blew through my open window, I could smell her natural scent.

Oh God this was beyond any wild wet dream I had ever had!

She looked at me for a few more moments and for a second I thought she was going to leave but then the smile became a wicked grin and slid up over my cock till she was laying on me. I could feel those heavy breasts pressing into me and her pubic hair was rough against my cock.

Then she kissed me and the hunger in that kiss was something I had never experienced before. Her tongue was in my mouth exploring, teasing and spoiling me for any girl my own age. Never again would I waste my time on some teen bimbo now that this woman was showing me what total pleasure was waiting for me in older women.

Her tongue withdrew and she pushed herself up onto her knees. She reached between her legs and I felt the firm touch of her fingers on my cock as she guided it between her pussy lips. She didn’t rush things, she took it nice and slow and when my cock was just inside her pussy she stopped and held it there.

Even in the dim light I could see her looking into my eyes and as she let the wicked pleasure of the moment of having another guy’s cock inside her. Then she slowly sank down onto it and to feel that warm wet pussy slip down the shaft of my cock was the most incredible experience I had ever had. I moaned and she did too and I thought things just couldn’t get any better … until she started to ride me.

Then I knew what fucking an older woman was all about. She rode me like a wild animal, her tits bounced up and down, she threw her head back and howled with pleasure and I desperately tried to stay in control as she tried harder to make me give her the one thing she craved more than anything else.

When she felt my cock begin to throb inside her she almost snarled as she fucked me even harder. My screams joined hers and my head just about exploded as I lost control and filled her with every drop of cum I had.

Even when I could give her no more she was still not satisfied. She kept on riding my cock and I was in to pleasure overload. I had trouble breathing, I couldn’t speak and all I wanted her to do was stop.

When she did finally stop all I could do was lay there on the bed. My cock was screaming, my head was spinning and I was gasping for breath.

She slipped off my cock and stood there looking at me.

“I’ll be back for more Jamie� she laughed. “I promised your Mom I’d take good care of you.�

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Next Door Milf

I love summer days, Mom and Dad are at work and I’m home from college and don’t have to do anything but eat, sleep and hang out with my friends. Well that’s all I thought I had to do till one morning early in the summer when I finally staggered out of bed and happened to look out my window.

Now the window of my bedroom looks down on the Morrow’s yard and I get a good look at their big swimming pool. They’re a nice couple but they don’t have any kids so I really didn’t have much to do with them. On this particular morning when looked out the window I got more than just a look at their swimming pool, I got a view of Mrs. Morrow that I had never ever had before. And all she was doing was sitting out by the pool catching some rays.

It took me a little while to clear the sleep from my brain and when I did I realized that the Mrs. Morrow was not wearing much at all. Oh sure, she was wearing a bikini but it was a very revealing bikini and about all it covered were her nipples and her pussy.

It was like … OH WOW! She was hot and I really couldn’t take my eyes off her. I had known her for five or six years but never realized that she was so attractive. I don’t know how long I stayed there watching her but in that time my eyes had drifted over her beautiful body again and again.

Finally I just had to go tear myself away and go to the bathroom. When I came back she was gone but that beautiful figure stuck in my memory all day. I began to imagine what it would be like to run my hands over those firm titties and spread her legs wide just before a drove my cock deep into her pussy.

I must have had a dozen cold showers that day.

The next morning she was there by the pool when I woke up and once again I just had to stand there and watch her. This time her long black hair curled over her cleavage and just added to the erotic picture that was forming in my mind. That was another day of cold showers too.

She was there again on the third day but this time I had only been watching her for a few minutes when she moved the fingers of one hand. It was just a gentle ripple of her fingers but I knew that she had just waved at me.

OH MY GOD!!! She knew that I had been watching her! She’d tell my parents! I was gonna get killed!

I turned and ran out of my room and down the stairs. I think I was headed for the garage or anywhere that was a long way away from the Morrow’s side of the house when the phone rang. I turned into my father’s study and grabbed the phone on his desk.

“Hello� I gasped.

“Hi Davey, aren’t you going to come over?�

The voice was soft and husky and warm and friendly and … HER! OH MY GOD … OH MY GOD … it was her! What was I going to do! I dropped the phone back into its cradle and turned to run again …

But wait! What was it that she had just said to me? She had invited me over … she … I ran back upstairs and threw on a pair of shorts and then sprinted back down the stairs again.

There was something wild and uninhibited about her love making and at times it seemed as though she was a wild animal and I was her prey. She absolutely devoured my cock in a way that no college girl had ever done and she stroked it with a savagery that had me wondering if I would still have a cock by the time she had finished.

Then she showed me that her big natural titties were a weapon and she turned them on me. Sometimes she pushed them into my face and ordered me to suck on them … and the nipples were so hard when I did … and she’d moan and her pussy would get very wet. Other times she would lean over me and swing them to and fro so that they hit me in my face as she rode up and down on my cock.

And that hot juicy cunt on my cock … oh man it was all I could do to stop from cumming and the harder I tried not to cum the more the bitch would ride up and down on it. And just when I thought I couldn’t control it any longer she would stop and squeeze the base of my cock between her fingers and the urge to cum would fade.

Then she would start again in a new position and the fucking would go on but when she got down on her knees and told me to fuck her doggie style I knew that this time it wasn’t going to stop. I grabbed her by the hips and drove my cock deep into her and she started to moan.

Again and again, harder and harder I slammed into her and the slap of my balls on her ass was so loud I wondered if the other neighbors could tell what was going on. And every time I slammed into her she would moan and sob and gasp and beg me to fuck her harder.

I hammered her so hard her face got pushed down into the paving that ran around the pool and but that didn’t stop her … she just begged for more. I slipped my thumb into her ass as I went on fucking her and the bitch just got a whole lot louder.

And then I came … deep inside her … I blew my load and she laughed as she felt the hot cum flood her pussy. For me it was as if my head had exploded and my body had burst into flames. Every nerve ending was screaming and my cock was shouting at me to stop.

And when I did finally stop I sagged against her and she slowly sank onto the ground. For a few moments we lay there and then she slowly struggled to her feet. She stood over me and I could see my cum running out of her pussy and down her legs.

She saw me looking and giggled as she slipped two fingers deep into her cunt. When she withdrew them they were thick with creamy jizz. She knew I was watching as she slowly slipped those two fingers into her mouth and sucked all the cum from them.

“Next time …â€? she said in a soft but powerful voice, “… and there will be a next time Davey … I want you to cum in my mouth. You can fuck my brains out all you want but next time you cum in my mouth.â€?

I didn’t spend a whole lot of time hanging out with my friends that summer but I sure did get to know Mrs. Morrow very well and she taught me about all the kinky things that turned her on – and so many things turned her on that it took all summer to discover them all.

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