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Holding up a particularly naughty pair to her own hips, Melanie giggled at the thought of wearing such a thing to school, let alone to work. Her thoughts pressed further, imagining wearing the blindfold as well as the cuffs, and feeling as some strong lover’s body slid down hers. Something inside her began to burn at the thought of how that must feel, and what exactly the beads were for. Melanie laid back onto the bed and dipped her hand, along with the toy, into her panties, desperate for a more fulfilling sensation. Her moans and groans of pleasure filled the air, and her hips rocked as she worked the toy inside her fervently.
I loved playing with my boobs, so I just inserted the vibrator all the way inside my pussy, squeezed my legs together, and then started to play with my boobs. I spread my legs a little wider and reached to grab the vibrator, which was still inside my pussy. I grabbed the vibrator and started fucking my pussy with it; using it as a dildo. I pulled the spoon out of my dripping wet pussy and stood very close to the corner of the table. “Ah, fuck yes, yes, fuck me hard,” I moaned, as I rubbed my pussy harder against the table and imagined my ex-husband fucking me like a good slut.
It was around closing time, and I saw a girl from my class, a German girl with kind of light red hair named Angie, standing near the edge of the pool, not really moving. The girl, I didn't know her name, then walked over and positioned herself in front of the pool jet-but before she did, removed her bikini bottom completely and threw it on the edge of the pool. She was obviously less inhibited than Angie, with short blonde hair and a neatly trimmed, beautifully shaped pubic hair triangle that was darker than her hair, she scooted up to the jet and instantly closed her eyes and said "AAHHHHH!!!" Hilda, who had been touching me on the shoulder the whole time we were watching the girl masturbate herself, stood up and said "Ok, you're next."
My clit is swollen, my lips are puffy and my nipples are rock hard.” Joanna’s fingers grazed towards her breasts, pinching and pulling them. I’m teasing myself spreading all my nectar around, thinking about how hard you would fuck me. Ohhh please I need to fill up my tight hungry pussy.” Joanna slipped two fingers into her love hole. I want you to think of how tight my pussy would feel around your cock and how I can tease you with my hot mouth.” She hissed, throwing her head back in pleasure. Gosh I wish I could taste it Do you miss my tongue making love to your cock?” Joanna’s thighs were shaking, her juices were running from down her slit, straight down to her asshole.
I need to drink again but I'm feeling such great, yes, I'm bad boy, I'm sweating so much but my cock is such hard and I feel such pressure, getting aroused more and more , now imagine kissing Denise and then press to her chest, love personal scent of girl sweating her body and Denise is sweating like waterfall. I cannot believe how intense I'm sweating but I feel like in heaven, I'm wiping iff my sweaty face and drink some water and now I will fuck Denise to the end, And Adrian is smart boy he knows I love to smell his body.
I feel every touch, every stroke, every pause, every turn of my fingers. I used to think that it was unnatural and disgusting until I discovered that the firm clasping sensation around my finger was all part of the whole pleasurable experience. Now my whole hand is flat over my vagina, my middle finger continues to slip inside me. Faster, harder, burning, shuddering, tight, open, closing, holding, tighter, wetter, faster, Oh God, now, harder, don’t stop now, Oh yes, Oh yes, now harder, faster, pulling, squeezing, pinching, faster, harder, up and now down deeper, inside, tight, throbbing, clasping lips, wet fingers flying, hand pressing hard, nipple squeezed ferociously, breast gripped harder, pulled, vagina wide open, red, wet, gripping tight, squeezing, finger, now two fingers, two?
I could hear his voice, breaking slightly and his breathing becoming more ragged, as he furiously stroked his cock and I knew that he really was going to come soon. "Hey, you know, I came so hard, that I actually shot cum right onto my chest! I turned the key to start the car and the radio came on automatically. In typical female style, I turned the radio back up so that I couldn't hear the strange noise and took my cousin back to her destination. I felt my face flush, bright red as I imagined what my cousin would have thought of me, sitting masturbating down the phone for some strange 'weirdo' I'd met on a porn site.
I pulled harder on my nipples and squeezed them, feeling the pressure run through my body all the way down to my clit. I thought of a man with strong hands and a long hot tongue lapping at my pussy, stroking me and teasing me while his hands reached up my body and to feel my breasts, tugging on my nipples making them super hard. I then thought of a man leaning over me, pushing his hot, hard cock into me, pumping slow and deep just like my fingers were doing. My last thought was of my mystery man telling me he was about to cum as he pumped hard but slowly into me, letting his seed fill my tight hole until I had every drop with his cock twitching inside me.
As I do every morning I quietly slid out of bed, adjusted my little female boxers and tank top -pulling it back down over my flat stomach as it had ridden up over night- and wandered for the bathroom. Nibbling on my lower lip I slid one hand flat down my front and parted my slick pussy lips, shifting my damp body so my knees were bent, giving me good leverage to slide my hand over the sensitive area. Rubbing that soft finger over the hardening clit, and my body started to grind against it, pushing to fingers in to my quiet waiting virgin cunt. Taking a little bit of baby oil and smoothing it over the soft vibrating tip I pushed it against my clit just to start, feeling it buzz on the already sensitive nub.
He’d let her come up for air for a few moments, five or six seconds maximum, and then he would place his hands either side of her head and draw her back to his lap, giving her no choice but to open her mouth and take him. With the one hand on her head, he imagined pushing her down further on him and thrusting into her mouth before letting her come up for air for a few seconds, and then repeating the action. His hands slowly slipped away from her in the aftermath of the moment, and when he opened his eyes, the late afternoon sun streaming in through the bedroom window, he was well satisfied, and hoped that she would reappear to him in his fantasy sometime soon.
His breathing told me he was very much still asleep, yet his fingers kept working my nipple. The logical part of me knew I needed to get to sleep as I had to work in the morning, but the sexual being within me wanted some release. I lay in our bed, debating on just going back to sleep or getting up to watch some television in the living room when I felt his fingers on my nipple again. Well, if I wanted my husband’s fingers to keep touching my nipple the way they were, which I very much did, the toys were unreachable. My panties were still wet from my late night activities and my fingers still bore the aroma of my pussy.
I loved the feeling of my fingers running up and down my arms, or the touch of my fingertips to my nipples. I hemmed and hawed a bit, but finally told her how I liked to play with my nipples. She put a nipple in her mouth and pulled her panties to the side exposing her bald pussy. Although my breasts were too small to get into my mouth like she did, my fingers found my pussy quickly and I started rubbing like never before. As I pulled the soaked panties to the side, I slipped a finger in like she had done. Just as I thought she would she me nothing else, she rubbed her pussy juice on her ass and then slid a finger in.
I cannot stop shaking from the feelings going through me, as my fingers continue the pleasure with pinching, then flicking her nipples, as both my hands are now working together; they move down her body, undoing her pants, pushing them down enough for access to her knickers, then my hands move quickly around her hips, squeezing her sexy bum cheeks. She flicks them open quickly, watching what I am doing to her body, the reactions from my touch; my fingers are skimming across her engorged clit and pussy lips, caressing, playing, making her wet with desire. She can’t stop moaning with orgasmic pleasure, little whimpers coming from her partly open mouth, as I use the palms of my hands and fingers to move up and down her body, from her breasts across her quivering stomach, down to her pulsing pussy.
If you fight further your thoughts turn to bouncing breasts, erect nipples, panties, long legs ending at a tight round ass, or a spread ready pussy. It will show just the right face, hair, body, and clothes to make me stiffen just a bit further and slide off my briefs. I look at the girl in "just the right" picture, her breasts, her legs, her round ass, her peach-shaped pussy. The pulse of the first wad is like ambrosia—I can feel it move up my shaft and exit from the tip of my penis with a wet spurt. The release of orgasm is wonderful and mind clearing—at least until the next girl moves just right, or shows a flash of panties under her skirt and the process begins anew.
Melissa and I slipped the disk into the DVD player and started watching together. I wrapped my hand around my cock and gently started to jerk off. I watched and her hand slipped between her legs and started to pull and yank on her pussy lips, she parted her lips wide, displaying her yummy cunt for me. She slowly started to jerk me off once more as she slipped her other hand between her own legs. She could sense it too as she let go of her pussy and started to jerk me off with both hands. I watch from an inch away from her pussy as she clamped her hand over her cunt and started to rub it furiously.
“Well at first, he’s just holding you really close, and you can feel his cock pulsing to life against you, so you know he’s getting hard.” I felt a surge of panic as I realized that I had no plausible explanation why I shaved my pussy while on a business trip with Tom. David hadn’t touched me in months, so I certainly could not claim I did it for him. “Oh fuck, David, I’m gonna cum…oh fuck…I’m such a little slut letting this stranger finger me…oh shit,” I cried out as I quivered under my own touch. I honestly do not know why I didn’t just tell David that Tom has no idea what is in my panties.
Her squeezing hands cause a measure of pre-cum to ooze up and out of my cock and undoubtedly she can taste it on her lips, as she softly moans, "Mmmmmmm." This beautiful, bikini-clad girl, kneeling on a carpet of soft moss in front of me, holding my stiff penis in a love embrace, again looks up at me and says in a soft whisper, "I'm going to masturbate this lovely cock for you. My cock loses some of it's stiffness but continues to throb and Erin leans forward and begins rubbing the swollen head round-and-round on her perky little tits, her hand wrapped around the thick shaft.
Remembering his smooth voice saying, 'I want you to feel fantastic Little One, I want you to ache with need for me.' I pull my panties to one side, kick off my shoes, and place my feet on the dashboard, spread slightly apart. The cool air hits my wetness and I shiver - just a bit. I don't usually do this, but today I feel really hot with desire to truly play here in 'our spot.' I pinch my right nipple between the fingers of my left hand. I needed to cum badly, here, in our spot in the Parking Lot. I continued to fuck my pussy with my fingers and wildly buck up my hips.
This thought redirected the blood in my body from one head to another and I soon found my hand sliding down my body and slowly into my pants. My dick was rising and my hand, which no longer seemed to be in my control began, to slowly slide up my shaft and as it reached the head I could feel the blood rushing away from the brain that gave me self-control and rushing to head that would could force my toes to curl and my entire body to spasm in agony and Ecstasy. As my hands got closer and closer to touching the only drenched piece of fabric that separated her body from the air my heart beat faster and faster.
It was on a cold Saturday night, I was having my after-dinner coffee, when my cousin Jona asked me if I would like to check out the bars and clubs. There were just a handful of men inside and lots of nice looking girls who were wearing as little as possible. She laughed and told me that she also gave lap dances and private shows. After a couple of minutes I told her that I was getting seriously turned on and that I would needed to cum to prevent blue balls. Lucy looked at it for a while and told me it was the first uncut cock she had ever seen.
Glancing at the clock as she walked into the bathroom she realised she had more than an hour to get ready for her date with Rob. Rob was her boss, and he wanted to discuss a matter over a few drinks and maybe dinner. ‘And it is this body he wants to get to know so much,’ Laura reflected in the mirror, slowly circling her mons with curious fingers. Laura reached across the table and with her index finger gently lifted his chin so his face was level and they could look into each other’s eyes. Rob looked at her directly, the defeat and the rage laying shallow in his dark eyes, and Laura saw it as her cue to continue.
Again my hand travels southward, this time I reach in to my shorts and pull on my semi-rigid cock a few more times before I finally settle in to simply massaging my swollen balls. My cock in my hand once again is practically working overtime, I want to cum in the worse possible way but still my thoughts are all of you. Again, I imagine reaching out to the sides of your panties and slowly lowering them down passed your hips, whereas just the very top of your neatly trimmed pubic hair is visible. I close my eyes tightly, knowing full well that I want you to feel me my cock pulse.
Each time before, I had become light-headed and felt like I might pass out, a sublime feeling that would add yet another delicious memory to carry with me. When you get home, a bath makes me feel like I have washed away the week. The warm water seemed to melt away the tension in my body and left me feeling clean and relaxed. I pulled myself up slightly and began to rub my face again, this time at her other breast. My body jerked as her hand slipped into my pajamas and grasped my rock-hard cock. She brushed me with the palm of her hand, then she stroked my cock head bringing her fingers down from the top like picking a mushroom.
She was older, wiser and more mature than when she first joined and began talking to other members and writing stories. Her tight little hole clenched as she read the first title that appeared. She had been waiting for this day for a long time. She clicked onto the first story that appeared back on her home page. She began reading, slowly moving her hands down her thighs to her wet clit. Curling her fingers towards her g-spot and began rubbing her clit harder. She could picture the man lying down, his fingers buried inside her, his sweet tongue lapping away. Her fingers still inside of her, her legs shaking, she opened her eyes and smiled at the screen in front of her.