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He had pulled his chair back so she was sitting directly in front of
him, only slightly elevated. The next thing I knew, he was reaching up
under her skirt and pulling her cotton undies off. She looked surprised
but didn’t move to resist. He spread her legs open wide and stuck his
face inbetween them. I could only imagine what he might be doing. I
thought that he was probably licking around the outer folds of her
pussy, then slowly tonguing her clit in small, slow circles. As a look
of ecstasy crossed her face, I thought he must be probing her with his
tongue. As I imagine what he was doing I slowly slid off my own black
lace undies and started to play with myself. I couldn’t wait to see
what happened next.

“There’s a lot of passion locked up inside you”, she said quietly
smiling. I just nodded, and pulled her to me again. She kissed me -
hard and long. She was warm, she was wet, she was wonderful. And every
so often I’d open my eyes and stare into hers, and melt. There was
nothing else on earth but Sharon and me, and our passion. Beyond her was
the sky with puffy white clouds, and it was easy to imagine nothing else
around us but white clouds. There was no sound above the wind through
the trees, except for our breathing which was growing heavier by the
minute. I felt her tongue lick my lips and run delicately along my
teeth, and I rather clumsily pushed my tongue out to touch hers. I
pulled her closer, and our kissing became so passionate and furious
that I felt the back of my head mashing the blanket into the grass below
us. This was truly Heaven on earth – I never wanted it to end.

Ali was house sitting for Mr. Ross and Mrs. Tracy Jordan. It was a hot
summer night and the air conditioning was broken. The Jordans wouldn’t be
home for at least another 4 hours so Ali stripped and went to lie down in the
Jordan’s bedroom. Before long she fell asleep.
The Jordans returned and found the sleeping beauty on their bed. She was
still asleep, snoring softly, but her hand was rhythmically squeezing one of
her lucious tits. The Jordans who were in their late 20’s were uncertain how
to proceed with this gorgious 18 year old. Tracy Jordan took the initiative,
dropping to her knees between Ali’s outstretched, widespread legs.
“You really are right, Ross,” Tracy said, hunching down to berry her face
in Ali’s still dripping cunt. “The girl does have one of the prettiest little
pussies I’ve ever seen. Look at it, just like an opening rosebud.”
Before Ross could inspect Ali’s cunt more closely, his wife blocked his
view and started to lick up the cream oozing from the girl’s fuck-tunnel. As
Tracy lapped, more cream came out. The woman plunged her long, slender, hard
tongue between the girl’s now swelling pussy lips, then worked it in as deep
as it would reach, while at the same time muzzling Ali’s stiffening little
clit with her nose.
The girl didn’t wake up, but there were signs that she knew, at least
subconsciously, that something was happening to her. Her hand tightened its
grip on her tit and began to pulse faster. She started to squirm a little bit
and a thin sheen of sweat broke out on her skin.
Mrs. Jordan resisted tonguing Ali to climax. Her intention was to get
the girl ready and eager for her husband to fuck.
“Okay, Ross, she’s creaming to beat hell, she’s more than ready.”
Tracy Jordan had a fantastic figure. Although she was only an inch or
two over five feet tall, her shapely legs looked much longer than they were,
and her tiny waist emphasized the womanly swell of her hips and the jutting
thrust of her big, round, still-firm tits. Her large areolas were a deep
pink, almost purple, and her nipples were as big and round as ripe cherries.
Her dark hair and complexion gave her an exotic, almost Indian look that was
incredibly sexy.
Ross Jordan was doubly excited. The sight of his goreous wife and the
young beauty in front of him turned him on more than he had been turned on in
a long time. His cock was now almost painfully hard and he was sure it was at
least an inch longer and bigger around than it had ever been. At least that’s
how it felt. And his balls were loaded to the bursting point. One thing Ross
had long been noted for, one of the things that decided Tracy to marry him in
the first place, was his endurance. He had been known to fuck for more than
an hour without shooting. He had tremendous control.
As excited as Ross was, he made his move slowly, deliberately, prolonging
the pleasure of anticipation for himself, and hopefully for Ali as well. He
did not want to either frighten or startle her. He was as interested in a
good fuck for her as he was for himself.
Ross hently fingered the seeping girl’s pretty little pink pussy. It was
soaking with her cream. He smiled to himself and got down on his hands and
knees over Ali’s beautiful body. Still denying himself the ultimate pleasure
of sinking his throbbing cock into her tight young cunt, he bent his head down
to lick her long-stretched, steely-hard nipples.
Ali exhaled a giggling sigh. She had been dreaming, dreaming that her
Prince Charming in the shape of Mr. Jordan was about to give her her very
first real fuck. Slowly, she opened her eyes and found herself looking
directly into Ross Jordan’s eyes. It took a moment before she realized she
was no longer asleep and dreaming. Then a wide grin split her face
practically from ear to ear.
“At last!” Ali murmured. “I’ve dreamed about you doing this to me for a
long time, and now it’s reall going to happen!”
Ali closed her eyes again, but raised her arms and wrapped them around
Ross, giving him a powerful young hug that crushed her jutting tits flat
against his chest.
Ross smiled at his wife, who was looking at him with what looked to be a
mixture of pleasure and envy.
“I guess we didn’t have to worry about how she’d feel,” Ross said.
Ali released her stranglehold on Ross and sank back down on the bed, her
eyes still closed. She stretched her arms down to her groin, rubbed a finger
along the oozing slit of her cunt, while tickling her hard clit with her
thumb, and then ran her other hand down Ross’ tight belly, into his thick
pubic hair, and then to his rock-hard prick. Her fingers wrapped around his
rigid cock and she began to slowly massage it.
“Christ, girl, stop it,” Ross complained. “I want us both to enjoy this
with me inside you, not shooting all over your lovely belly.”
“Okay, then, but do it!” Ali insisted.
Ross permitted the girl to draw the head of his riged cock towards her
slippery fuck-slot. Ali may have been inexperienced, but her instincts were
right. When his sleek purple cock-knob nudged into her lust-swollen cunt
lips, she slithered the cockhead up and down her cream-soaked pussy-slit,
savoring the sensuaous feeling it gave her, delaying, raising her desire to an
ever higher pitch before she urged Ross to sink his cock into her.
Rather than abruptly plunge his straining hard-on into Ali’s eager cunt,
Ross Jordan let only his prickhead slip betwen her cream-dripping cunt lips,
then he slowly moved his hips back and forth, gently working his throbbing
prick-knob in and out of her slipery, hot fuck-hole. This
erotic teasing made Ali cry out for more. Instinctively, she raised her legs
and locked her kees at Ross’ waist. When that did nothing to fill her
grasping, starving cunt, she wrapped her legs around his ass and squeezed,
trying to force the rest of his cock into her.
Ali was at lest partially successful. Ross did his best to prevent her
from ramming her cunt into his hips, taking the whole length of his cock at
one stroke, but he couldn’t keep up the teasing, slow-fuck action he’d been
trying for. Her hip movement and the strength of her legs forced well over
half of his riged prick into her steaming fuck-tunnel.
There was a reason why his cock didn’t sink all the way in. It had hit
an obstacle. Despite her athletic activities, Ali still had her maiden-head!
Frustrated at not having succeeded in getting Mr. Jordan’s cock all the way
in, Ali redoubled her efforts, banging on his ass with her heel, bucking her
hips up powerfully toward his. Tis time, it worked. Ali screamed as a
sudden, tearing pain pierced her where the ramrod cock forced its way through
her cherry. Then the pain stopped, his cock slid easily the rest of the way
into her tight, no-longer-virgin cunt.
“Jesus Christ, Ali! Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin?” Ross
asked.
“Because,” Ali panted, ” I was afraid you might not fuck me if I told
you.”
“Did I hurt you badly?”
“There was just that one, sharp pain, Mr. Jordan. It feels really good,
now.”
It had been a long time since Ross had had a virgin, and he’d never
fucked one who seeemed so eager and was so lovely. Ali’s tight cunt was
gripping his cock, making it feel harder than ever, wearing away his wish to
make the fuck last. With the young girl’s firm, strong muscles fucking her
hips up at his, her cunt grasping his cock in a solid grip, and the intensity
of her desire and lust, Riss didn’t know how long he could hold out before
shooting his hot, gooey cum deep into Ali’s guts.
Ali wanted it, she wanted it to happen and happen soon. She didn’t know
how long she could take the tension, the torture of being so near to a massive
orgasm. She could feel the big shaft and head of Ross’ cock pistoning up and
down in her slippery, hot lust-juicing cunt. The sensation of Ross’ powerful
fuck-post slamming into her belly, filling her with a rising tide of
increasing desire was making her all hot and squirmy deep inside. Now, with
Mr. Jordan’s cock ramming into her, burying itself to the hilt in her
cream-soaked pussy, stretching her cunt lips, massaging her hard little joy
button of a clit, Ali felt the first quivers, the very beginnings of her first
fucking orgasm.
It started slowly, gently, with just a few little shivers of delight.
Then they grew strong, deep ticklings which made her shake a little bit
harder. His pistoning cock kept on driving in and out of her cream-steamed
cunt,
withdrawing until only the itp of the purple prickhead reamined inside her
slick cunt lips, then plunging down and down until the whole hard cock-shaft
was buried in her, right to the very roots.
Ali’s shivers increased and grew deeper. Little electric thrills started
to radiate out from her taut little nipples. Tiny lightning bolts of desire
shot out from her clit. With each stroke of Ross’ pumping cock, the depth of
Ali’s reactions increased. She started to arch her back, thrusting her hips
up harder, jamming them ito Ross’ groin, forcing the last absolute fraction of
an inch of his stiff prick inside her hungry, grasping, sucking cunt.
The girl was panting like a steam engine, sweat had broken out all over
her sleek, shapely torso. A furious red flush spread all over her skin as the
strenth of her climaxes grew. Little squeaky gasps came from her mouth with
each panting breath. Never before had she imagined such feelings. She hadn’t
even dreamed that anything could feel so good! The pounding of Mr. Jordan’s
rock-hard cock in and out of her hot cunt was making her tremble all over with
ecstasy.
Ross could hold back no longer.
“Jesus Christ, I’m cojming, Ali!” he grunted. “I’m coming, now!”
The girl didn’t answer, she just squealed out loud with joy as she felt
his cock harden even more, then a pumping wave move up it from base to sleek
purple cock-tip. Suddenly she felt something spurt out, splattering to the
very deepest end of her straining fuck-tunnel.
When Ross’ cum jetted into Ali, it triggered a massive eruption in the
girl. She screamed as her hips rammed into his. Her legs clenched on his
ass, forcing his entire prick deep between her cunt ips. An earthquake of an
orgasm rocketed through her body, setting her clit and her nipples on fire
with lustful joy, sending erotic heat waves sparking all over her body, down
the insides of her thighs, sendng the blood in a roaring rush through her
overloaded brain.
Every muscle in Ali’s body clenched and released, clenched and released,
as the ecxtatic waves of desire pulsated through her. She screamed again as
one final, gigantic spasm rocked her, shaking her like a dog with a rag and
then left her limp. She relaxed. Everything relaxed. Her legs stopped
gripping Ross Jordan and slipped off of his ass and hips. Her eyelids closed.
Her breathing diminished to irregualr, gasping groans. The twitching in her
muscles came to a halt.
“Aaahhhhh!” Ali moaned. “Now I finally know what all the fuss is about!
Wow! Until it actually happended to me, I wouldn’t, I couldn’t have believed
anything could be so wonderful!”

I think I shall give him some of the loving he is so eagerly asking
for. Please my sweet, let me have you just one more time. The quick
fuck in the meadow had not quenched her desires much, Daddy, please
don’t be mad at me. I didn’t mean to make you hard before dinner. But
dinner is over now. Would you like some dessert? Like a faint breeze
I flit from the room. Off to the shower I run. Daddy doesn’t like it
when I have grass stains on me. He and I had been running down the
hill and I slid a long ways after slipping. As I scub away the green I
think of the moments about to happen.

Creaaak… Somebody has opened the bathroom door. I bet it’s daddy, he
doesn’t like it when I take too long in the shower. I quickly turn the
water off and await the inevitable. I spread my legs so that I have
more balance and then I lean against the cool tile with my eyes
closed. I know that any moment he will have shed his clothes and I
will feel him there beside me. I jump as his tongue slides across my
nipple. His fingers explore my slippery clit, clean and wet but from
desire, not the water that still rolls in droplets down my naked
frame. I open my eyes to see those familiar dark orbs searching for
the sparkle of desire in mine, I smile knowing he has found it.

I reach for him as his tongue tangles with mine. I can taste the
sharpness of the hurried cigarette he had stubbed out before entering
the shower. There are times when I am alone I can taste his kisses and
it makes me wet. I close my eyes and I feel him move away. I keep them
closed knowing that I will get a nice surprise, but anxious I open my
eyes again to see him kneeling in front of me, grinning like a
cheshire cat. He’s smiling because there was a reason for me taking so
long in the shower. I had been shaving, for him. He reaches out with
two fingers and spreads my full lips, I gasp with the certainty that I
am about to have no control. He tells me to grab the shower head, and
don’t let go. I do and moan as his tongue enters me so slow I want to
let go of the shower head and push his face deep into my crotch. My
head falls back and I groan hoping that I can endure the exquisite
pleasure for more than a moment before I collapse and search for his
throbbing cock so I can impale my clenching twat on him. It’s hard to
concentrate on holding the shower head while he tortures me with his
tongue. He strokes his cock and I look at him with lust crazed eyes.
“Please daddy, I can’t take it no more. Please fuck me. Here. Now.
Please.”

He stops for a moment and looks at me with an evil grin. I start to
let go of the shower head and with a swift movement he reaches for my
titty. I reaffrim my grip on the shower head knowing the familiar
signal that I’d be best not to disobey. Not that I mind the quick
pinches, they don’t hurt that much, but I don’t want to make daddy
mad. He might stop what he’s doing and leave me here all worked up. I
was right to have gripped the pipe again, because as I closed my eyes
again I felt those marvelous fingers enter me. My knees go weak and I
slump against the wall, he knows the ways to make me obey so eagerly.
As I get closer and closer to cumming he slows the rhythmic movement
of his fingers, sweet torture. I open my eyes with a flash as I feel
the pounding in my loins readying to explode, in an instant he pulls
his soaked fingers from my cunt and pulls me to him. I clasp my arms
around his neck as he lifts me into his arms. Out of the bathroom he
carries me to our playroom.

I am ready for him as never before but he isn’t done with the foreplay
yet. As he sits me on the bed I look into his eyes, knowing that this
is so right. I reach for his swollen cock and take it gingerly into my
mouth, savoring the droplets of salty lubrication at its tip. He sways
and catches me by the head as I reach around behind him and grasp him
by the ass. With my free hand I caress his balls and feel the movement
inside them swaying with the rocking motion as he fucks my mouth. I
hold him tightly, to make him still and then I run my tongue along his
shaft with deliberate slowness, just as he tortures me, it’s my turn.

I pull away and crawl across the bed, glancing back at him with
renewed intrest. I lean up against the wall and put my hands thru the
leather and fur straps, smiling my invitation to him. He bounds across
the bed and quickly cinches the straps before I change my mind. I
should have waited for a moment because I hadn’t thought about the
blindfold. Once in the restraints, I’m his. I don’t have a choice now.
Darkness closes in as he secures it around my eyes. I’m helpless to
avoid any movements he may wish to make. I relax for a moment as I
adjust to the darkness, I can hear him at the sink, running water.

He lifts my left ankle and secures the strap and then the right ankle.
What does he have in mind tonight? He’s there at my cunt again,
tasting the tangy fluid slowing oozing out, a smooth slippery finger
finds my ass and slowly and gently is inserted. My cunt rises to this
new intruder and then coldness engulfs my breast. Just as I begin to
get used to the icy mouth working my nipple, he stops. I gyrate my ass
towards him and then the coldness is there, at my cunt. He’s licking
my juices away with an icy mouth. Oooh, my sweet, I feel a smooth soft
hard ice cube slide from his mouth into my cunt. Another finger is
added to my ass as I wriggle in pleasure. I’m so hot the ice cube has
already melted. He pulls his fingers from my ass and unclasps the
restraints on my ankles. Slow cold wet kisses travel up my body as he
works his way to my face. I stick out my tongue in hopes of inviting a
tender kiss. I get bit instead. Not hard, but my tongue retreats in
haste.

Fine be that way. He’s there at the blindfold when suddenly I feel his
cock there at my mouth. Insistent, and hot. Worried how close his
mouth might actually be I open my mouth without sticking my tongue out
this time. The invitation is accepted and he gently enters my mouth,
worried I may bite back. I don’t, instead I suck down on him with all
the force I can muster and he groans with relief. He unties the
restraints leaving me still blindfolded, as I suck on him tenderly now
I reach for his ass, while reaching, he takes hold of my hand and now
I have slippery fingers. I smile knowing he wants some too. Such a
wonderful sensation it is for him to have me sucking him off while I
use my one finger that I don’t let a nail grow very long on, to excite
him into a frenzy. Such a tease that I am, I can feel him ready to
cum, I ease my finger from his ass and slide him from my mouth, all
the while he is trying to stay in the warm wetness.

Quickly the blindfold is removed and he stares into my eyes as he
mounts me and plunges his cock deep into my waiting volcano. I smile
knowing that this is heaven and that he loves me as nobody ever has
before. I push to meet his powerful thrusts and our mouths melt
together in a comsuming kiss as our bodies pound at each other with
abandon. In a heady rush we cry out in passion as we arrive at the
ultimate climax together. Exhausted we collapse on the bed, him still
throbbing his last drops of love into me. I smile and kiss him again
tasting myself on his lips once more.

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