by Naomi Penn
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I returned to the room with water, greeted by the biggest smile I think I’ve ever seen. He wasn’t looking at me, just laying flat on his back staring at the ceiling. This was a truly happy man.
I shut the door behind me, then crawled over top of him. I gave him his water, which he leaned up to drink, and started playing with his dick to get it back to attention.
He finished his water and laid back on the bed just as he was getting fully erect again. I raised myself above him and lowered my pussy down around his dick. He twinged a bit, still sensitive from before.
I was in control now, able to dictate the rhythm and speed of our motions. I also enjoyed that I could dig my fingers into his chest muscles as I bounced on top of him.
In this position, his dick literally perfectly filled my vagina. At first I was the only one moving, but he started to get into it as well, finally getting the hang of everything.
He grabbed my hips and started thrusting upward each time I lowered around him. This was starting to turn into the fucking that I had hoped for. His dick filled me perfectly, which felt amazing as it rubbed inside me.
My body rocked back and forth with each thrust, and I also let my hand wander to start playing with my clit while we fucked. His hands raised to my breasts, pinching my nipples while he squeezed them. I was happy he was finally taking some control.
As I was thinking this, he lifted me off of his dick by grabbing below my arms. He raised me with ease, then set me down on the bed. He moved me onto my knees and pulled me to the side of the bed.
I was shocked that he did this, but loving every second of it. I felt him slide inside me from behind, grabbing the sides of each of my hips as he did. He was in full control now and took advantage of it.
He started pounding me with much more force than he had been using before. His natural instincts had come alive, and the drive inside all men was being let loose. I could tell that he was getting his whole body involved, and he was thrusting so hard that it was borderline painful.
I’ve always enjoyed rough sex, so was very happy that this side of him was awakening. I wasn’t about to let him stop, so made sure to give him encouragement.
“Oh baby, fuck yea. Is that the hardest you’ve got?” I moaned in my best porn star voice.
This seemed to get to him, because he immediately squeezed my hips harder for more leverage and really slammed into me. This was more like it.
“I’ve been bad what are you going to do about it?” I was hoping he would pick up on my cue for him to slap my ass, and he did. He didn’t hit me hard though.
“Oh, I’ve been much worse than that. I’ve been a very naughty girl.” This time he hit me harder, enough to elicit a slight yelp from me. Electricity was coursing through my body, I was really getting into this now. He continued to pound into me, and the feeling of his dick sliding inside me was incredible. I wanted more.
“You’re gonna let me off easy?” This time he really hit me hard. I could feel myself getting close to an orgasm, happy that it seemed I would beat Phil’s youthful, quick draw.
I was moaning with every thrust and he continued to slap my ass. I was squeezing him with the walls of my vagina each time, and it was obvious he would blow a load soon too. “Don’t stop, don’t stop,” I breathily moaned, hoping that if he did cum first he would push through until I finished.
Just then I heard the front door open and close, which Phil seemed not to notice. I looked at the clock, realizing Rick had returned home. I hadn’t thought of him at all. I didn’t care, and wasn’t about to stop now.
Knowing he was in the house while his friend’s son was fucking me in the bedroom pushed me the rest of the way. I was very close to orgasm when I felt Phil start to cum inside me. His cock swelled, and if I wasn’t on the edge before, I was now. I was enjoying everything too much, so I tried to hold myself back, making sure I got to enjoy the situation as long as possible, not knowing what would happen when we finished.
A voice called from the other room. “Lois, I’m home. And hungry. Where’s my dinner.”
Phil stopped, but I reached back and hit him, whispering to him that he better not stop now. He picked the pace right back up.
I couldn’t help myself. I could have just not answered, but the situation was too perfect. I composed myself as much as I could with Phil’s dick pounding me from behind, then yelled back to Rick, “One second, I’m cumming!”
As I yelled I’m cumming, I let go, allowing myself to be overtaken by the orgasm I had been holding off. This caused the ‘cumming’ part of my answer to come out much louder and high pitched than the rest, but I didn’t care. I wouldn’t have cared if he walked in and caught us. All I cared about was reveling in the pleasure Phil’s dick was giving me. I involuntarily squeezed his dick with my vagina, while the rest of my muscles went limp. My face fell against the bed, but he continued to hammer me. Each thrust sent another wave of pleasure through me until I just couldn’t take anymore.
When Phil also couldn’t take anymore, he slipped out and started quickly getting dressed. “What should I do?”
“Let me leave the room, then sneak out the door here and go work on the pool or something. It will be fine.” I didn’t care either way. Every need I had in the world had been filled that day, nothing could have ruined it now.
I got dressed, not bothering to clean out my vagina. I pulled my underwear up as his cum started leaking out of me. The thought of it trapped against my skin the rest of the day excited me, so I made sure not to let any fall out.
I finished getting dressed, then walked out of the room. I felt our fluids mixing inside me with every stride. My underwear were soaked, and they were starting to leave a mark on my pants as well.
I reached the living room, and my oblivious husband sat watching the TV. “Damn it Lois, make me dinner. I’m sick of you just fucking around all day while I work.”
If only he knew
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TEMPTATION TALES
Story 43
As she walked up the long sweeping driveway Carly started to feel a little intimidated by the size of the imposing house standing at the end of it, the house was easily the biggest house Carly had ever visited.
She’d never been here before. Her friend Alice lived here with her mom, Erika. Alice was new in town and Carly liked her the minute they met, they shared the same humor, same taste in music, and the same taste in boys. At nineteen, Alice was a year older than Carly, and, according to her she wasn’t a virgin anymore but Carly was. This revelation shocked Alice, as to quote her she said, “You’re fucking with me right girl. You’re smoking hot and a virgin?”
Carly never considered herself ‘hot.’ Oh sure, she knew she was attractive with her long straight black hair and pale blue eyes. Carly was 5’3” and slender with legs that most girls would die for. She was a petite girl but there was nothing petite about her beautifully formed breasts, they were curvaceous and bounced up and down in step with Carly’s movements. There was a warm summer’s breeze blowing today and the air had made her rose-tipped, pert nipples protrude through the flimsy material of her tight white crop top.
Today she was feeling girly so her wardrobe consisted of the crop top teamed with a turquoise flared mini skirt and flat ballerina type shoes. She loved fancy lingerie and had chosen a matching set of a yellow lace deep plunge bra with beautifully molded underwire cups and a sexy yellow lace thong to match. Her long legs were perfectly tanned and her skin had an almost olive sheen to it. Carly had decided to wear her long hair up in a high ponytail and it swished playfully as she walked toward the big front door. She reached up and pressed the bell admiring the sound it made, a quiet tinkling sound, not at all like Carly’s house where the whole neighborhood heard their doorbell ring!
***
“Hey you,” Alice said as she opened the front door to her friend.
“God, your house is awesome,” Carly said as he
r friend smiled at her.
Alice was around 5’4” and a slightly bigger build to Carly her hair was blonde and long, Carly always envied her, as Alice’s hair was naturally blonde, just like her mom. Carly yearned to be blonde but with both her parents having jet-black hair, it just wasn’t meant to be.
Carly had only seen Alice’s mom, Erika a handful of times and mainly from a distance, but even then, she’d appeared striking. Erika was around 5’6” with the naturally blonde hair that she’d passed on to her daughter, she was slim, Alice’s build had come from her dad. Erika always looked stylish and Alice had told Carly that her mom used to be a fashion model. Alice’s dad had left them a few years ago but he still paid for the house so they were able to live a very comfortable lifestyle.
“Come in then, don’t just stand there like a god dam fish out of water,” Alice giggled as she turned waiting for Carly to follow her. They walked through a glass-fronted door and into a lounge area. Erika was sat sipping a brightly colored drink from a tall glass, which Carly assumed was an exotic cocktail.
“Mom, really at this time of the day,” Alice sighed rolling her eyes at Carly.
“Alice it’s a fruit juice, seriously try some if you don’t believe me,” Erika snapped, “Is this your friend Carly?”
Erika stood up placing her drink on the table in front of her. She dressed with a young fashion style for a woman in her mid-thirties, but it suited her. She was wearing tight fitting ¾ length Capri pants in a bright shade of blue coupled with a tight fitting skimpy vest top, Erika obviously liked to flaunt her figure and what a figure it was. Carly thought if she could look that great at that age, she’d be a very happy woman. Erika’s legs were long and shapely and her dainty feet were shown of to perfection in a pair of high-heeled strappy sandals. Her magnificent breasts were all but visible in her vest top and Carly could see her exquisite lacy pale pink bra showing. She walked toward the girls with an air of elegance and grace that Carly envied; she wished she could glide like Erika when she walked.
“Pleased to meet you Carly, Alice has told be so little about you!” she laughed as she said the last few words. She had green eyes, the same color as Alice and a charming smile. Carly felt instantly relaxed in her company. Erika took Carly’s hand as though she were going to shake it but then kissed it instead, Carly was shocked but didn’t pull her hand away immediately, Erika’s soft full lips felt good on the back of her delicate hand.
Carly blushed, not quite knowing what to do or say.
“Your skin is as smooth as silk,” purred Erika, as she swished by and made her way elegantly out of the room in a cloud of sweet smelling perfume.
“Wow, your mom is beautiful and so glamorous Alice.”
“That’s what being a fashion model during your life will do to you I guess,” said Alice. “Take a seat I’ll just run upstairs and grab my bag.”
***
Carly sat where Erika had been sat and could smell her perfume lingering in the air, the chair was still warm and Carly found herself picturing Erika’s warm ass sitting on the chair. She was one super hot mature woman with a sexy figure. Carly brought her thoughts back down to earth with a bump; she was her new friend’s mom for heaven’s sake and was hardly appropriate lustful material. Carly had never thought about a girl in that way let alone a mature woman, but something about Erika seemed to be turning her on as she felt her lace panties growing damp. Alice returned, thankfully before Carly’s imagination could get the better of her and they headed out for the day.
“So what happened with your mom and dad?” said Carly trying to sound casual.
“Dad left her for a younger woman,” Alice said with a sad tone in her voice.
Carly couldn’t believe that Erika’s husband would leave her for a younger woman with a body as sexy as hers on offer.
“Really but your mom’s beautiful,” Carly said.
“Yep and that was her downfall, every guy wanted her and she loved it. She’d flirt with them all and dad couldn’t stand it, the woman he left her for is younger but not pretty in the slightest,” explained Alice.
“Sorry Alice, ignore me I’m just being nosey.”
“Its fine Carly, nobody can understand when they hear that my dad left her, but shit happens!” said Alice, and that’s where the topic of Erika was left.
The girls had a fun day shopping and Carly was exhausted when she arrived home. She ate dinner with her folks and ran herself a hot bath. She undressed starting with her crop top and bra, her pert breasts spilled out excitedly from their lacy prison and Carly’s hand brushed against her nipple as she removed the bra. She gasped at how good it felt and noticed how swollen and hard her nipple was. Carly pinched the hard little tip gently rolling it between her soft fingers, she moaned quietly as her hand started to fondle her naked firm breast.
Carly’s thoughts turned to Erika and she was shocked to discover that this turned her on even more as she imagined her own hand belonged to Erika, it was now Erika caressing her young and achingly swollen breast and squeezing her aroused nipple.
She stopped, as it didn’t feel right thinking of her friend’s mom in a sexual way. Carly decided that jumping in the bath was probably the best solution so this is what she did, as she let the warm water and bubbles envelop her slim body Carly’s mind drifted to the sexual encounters she’d experienced in her life so far. She could count them on one hand and they’d been more akin to drunken fumbles than sober passion fuelled sessions.
Carly had never been touched in a sexual manner with anything even close to resembling tenderness, which is why Erika’s kiss had surprised her. Not only the whole concept of her kissing her, but her gentle as light as a butterfly touch upon Carly’s skin. This was a sensation Carly could grow used to and certainly one she desired to encounter again and soon.
After her bath, she dried her long black hair and snuggled down in bed hopefully for a night filled with dreams about Erika and her sexy body. Carly wasn’t disappointed; her land of dreams was filled with Erika. She saw her partially dressed and she saw her naked, Erika was kissing her, fondling her and doing everything imaginable to her. Carly had never even been this attracted to boys so she really didn’t comprehend what was going on. All she understood were the feelings of total lust and desire she had for Erika, she imagined she was sexually experienced and could show Carly a thing or two. Carly wasn’t sure if these thoughts made her a lesbian or not, she guessed not as she still got aroused thinking about boys. She was young and surely it was good to experiment with your sexuality at such a tender age, she had her whole life to settle down so why panic now.
Carly fell asleep with her mind and heart racing, and with her throbbing nipples and clit aching to be teased and to be teased by one person alone, Erika.
***
The next morning dawned bright and sunny.
Carly had planned to go to Alice’s house again and then meet up with some other friends; Carly was trying to introduce her to new people.
She chose her clothes for the day ahead opting for a pair of orange silk French knicker style panties with a delicate lace trim and a matching orange lace deep plunge bra. Over her sexy lingerie, Carly wore a short and flirty green flare dress with a pair of high-heeled strappy sandals. Carly knew she’d regret wearing them later when her feet were protesting loudly, but they made her legs look shapely and what was a bit of pain compared to looking incredibly hot and sexy!
She brushed her long black hair and left it cascading loosely around her shoulders. Carly had always wished her hair were wavy, as it was dead straight but as it tumbled over her shoulders it looked impressive, with its rich sheen.
She arrived at Alice’s house and started her slow and steady walk down the long driveway, watching every single step she took, as she didn’t want to twist her ankle in the process. She rang the delightful doorbell and waited for Alice to let her in, but this time it wasn’t Alice who answered the front door it was the hot and sexy Erika.
Erika
was dressed in a bright yellow bikini with a flowery sarong tied around her slender waist, she was barefoot and her blonde hair was dripping wet. Her round and ample breasts were sexily glistening with water droplets and her erect nipples were pushing against her skimpy bikini top.
“Hi Carly, Alice had to nip out but she shouldn’t be long. Come in and wait,” Erika said as she stood back from the door.
Carly felt awkward thinking back to the sexual thoughts she’d had about Erika, but the woman was so hot.
“Go through to the lounge. Do you fancy a dip in the pool?”
“I’ve no costume with me, I didn’t even know you had your own pool,” Carly said quietly as she sat down crossing her shapely legs as she did so, her dress had ridden up to show her sexy thighs and she caught Erika looking at them.
“You don’t need a costume, nobody can see and I won’t tell,” Erika said with a saucy smile playing on her lips.