by Ruby Cox
She pulled down my boxers and being the the selfless angel that she was moved my rock-hard dick to her mouth. But I pulled her hand away. “Today is about you” we were both naked now and she simply gave in to desire. “Fuck me” she half moaned half said. I happily obliged and pushed my dick inch by inch into her incredibly tight pussy.
“Fuuuuuck” she moaned. I began to thrust. The energy of our bodies going up and down was incredible. Her breasts bounced up and down as we moved and I knew for those long and pleasure filled minutes until she we orgasmed; nothing could bring us apart.
Summer night
During the summer holidays, my friend of many years had a free house one night and decided to throw a small house party with 5 of our friends and a couple of girls that we were close with. We had found some alcohol such as beers and spirits and spend the night chilling out and drinking.
We sat outside, played drinking games and then started to do dares with most of us tipsy. One of my friends and a girl had been talking to each other for a while and had met up with each other a few times. He was dared to kiss and then motorboat her which all slightly turned us on a bit. I had been talking to one of the other girls during the night as well and my dare was to kiss her for at least 3 seconds. She did not oppose this and looked as if she wanted to kiss me as well and we ended up kissing for 3-4 seconds to the amusement of our friends.
The night went on and we eventually all went to sleep in a couple of different rooms about 2am. Me and my friend who was talking to one of the girls were in the same small bedroom and the 2 girls were alone downstairs together. We were both talking about the girls and ended up getting slightly horny.
I thought I heard one of the girl’s downstairs so me and my friend decided to try and see the girls again. The girl that I had kissed on the trampoline was in the kitchen, wearing a tight top and no shorts, just underwear. I went up to her pretending to get a drink and we began talking about the kiss. After a couple of minutes talking, we admitted that we fancied each other, stared each other in the eyes and began kissing again. I grabbed her nice ass as we kissed for a few minutes. We decided to head upstairs with everyone asleep apart from my friend who was lying with the girl he was talking to.
We went into my room that I was sleeping in and began kissing again. She took off her top revealing her D cup breasts and I took off my top as well. She grabbed my semi-hard dick and began stroking it lightly. Before I knew it she took it out of my shorts and began jacking me off. She then started to suck my hard, cock as I grabbed her rounded ass. I stroked her leg and pussy, slipping my finger in and out before she took off her pants and put my dick inside. She rode my dick up and down for a few minutes before I pulled out and was ready to cum.
My dick was soaking from her pussy juice and she sucked my dick harder and faster.
After a minute or so I put my dick over her beautiful tits and came all over her face and tits. She strummed her pussy before we grabbed eachother and went to bed.
I will never forget this night.
Alone at last
We finally had the house to ourselves yesterday, having our adult children live with us and normally don’t have any quality privacy.
We were both in our dressing gowns, my wife upstairs pottering around.
As I could hear her tiding up, I went upstairs to help, when we had finished, we lay on the bed, my wife had taken her dressing gown off, revealing that she had also taken her panties off, I only had my shorts on.
We chatted for a while then well, just sort of started to play with each other.
My wife was cupping my balls, stroking my shaft, making my cock really hard, I was kissing, licking and sucking her nipples, my hand stroking slowly down her stomach then running my finger up & down her sweet pussy lips.
My wife pushed me onto my back and started to kiss and lick my shaft, then took me all the way into her mouth, sucking me so softly while cupping my balls.
She moved her leg over my head, straddling me, then lowering her pussy on to my mouth, while I was kissing and licking her pussy, sucking her clit & flicking it with my tongue I slowly pressed my finger into her arse, she gasped around my shaft and started to bob her head up & down sucking me really hard.
My wife turned around, straddling my hips, she held my cock and rubbed it against her pussy, the tip of my cock just between her pussy lips, then she slid down taking my shaft deep inside her. I slipped my finger into her arse, while I was kissing, licking and sucking her nipples.
It wasn’t long before she came around my shaft, her clit throbbing against me, her love juice running out of her.
My wife was spent, but I had a long way to go, she lay on her back and told me to put the tip of my cock just inside her pussy & to wank while she was rubbing her clit.
She started to cum again so I wanked faster, my cock starting to throb, my balls starting to pump my cum just inside her pussy.
Before I came, she pushed me back making my cock slip out of her, she raised her hips off the bed, her legs wide and high her ass fully on show, she held my cock, pressed it against her arse and pulled me into her, my cock deep inside her arse. she was rubbing her clit hard & fast as I pumped my cock in and out faster and faster.
We both cum at the same time, her fingers soaked with her love juice, my cum deep inside her arse, she pressed her fingers into my mouth so licked them clean.
I hope the kids give us more privacy.........and soon.
My Master
I was like anybody else, a healthy 18 year old. There was nothing awe inspiring about me. I was 5'2, outgoing, had a big social circle of friends who adored me, had a loving home, a good education and cute looks. With my soft caramel skin, pink full lips, long black hair that reached my waist, my tiny hips and luscious supple breasts, I wasn't the most gorgeous being around, but I could still turn quite a few heads.
Back then, I had a tutor. He was a plump looking old gentleman, 5'8, 42 years of age who home tutored mathematics to a few freshmen in college. He lived with wife and twin kids. I had been studying under him for two years by that point. He was a very nice and friendly guy. He'd properly praise students for doing a good job and would help those who lagged behind in studies.
A pat on the head, a pat on the back , an occasional half hug was very normal to him and his students. He would lean over his students while he taught maths. No one ever thought anything of it. He never touched anyone inappropriately and never glanced at anyone in a perverse way. So when he leaned over me and showed me the maths I had done wrong, it was nothing abnormal.
Over the course of the year my grades had improved tremendously, there was nothing to complain about. Occasionally when he would lean over, take the pen from my hand and show me how to do a math correctly, the cap of the pen or the knuckle of his thumb would accidentally brush over my underside of my breasts. It happened only a few times and he showed no indication of ever noticing. It was a day during the beginning of monsoon season. I was suddenly caught by a late evening shower on my walk to his house for my tuition classes. School had just ended for the day.
The weather had not forecasted any news of rain for the day so I did not carry any umbrella with me. I arrived at his door, soaked down to my bones and shivering. I hurriedly rang the doorbell to be let into the warmth of his home. Waiting for the door to open, I saw his neighbour in the next building hurriedly unlock his own door to get inside. The poor soul looked half a decade older than me and like a drowned rat, he had been caught in the rain just like me.
The door in front of me creaked open, revealing Sir . It was unusual for him to come to the door, his wife always did that. He took one look at me and quickly ushered me inside. He disappeared into his room while I stood inside his living room, cold and shivering, dripping from head to toe. He came back with a towel in hand and suggested I change into some of his wife's clothes before I caught a nasty cold. He informed me how his wife and his kids had gone over to his mother-in-law place for about a month for their
kids' school vacation. He had stayed behind for his students and he assured me his wife wouldn't mind me borrowing her clothes. I say no reason to say no. I put down my bag (waterproof, thank heavens) on the living room floor and went inside the bedroom to change. Sir followed in behind me and headed to the dresser. He found a white selwar kamiz for me and laid out on the bed.
He looked at me up and down with a small smile playing on his lips. "Here, change into this quickly, you look cold""Thank you" I whispered as I wiped my hair with the towel. "Besides" He said while he moved towards the door, "Its a good thing that its after sundown so no one could see you look like that. Now, change quickly, I'll be waiting for you in the study room. "I looked down to find my white shirt sticking to every curve of my body like a glove, hugging my breasts as beads of water rolled down my chest towards my fully visible maroon bra. The rich colour made a beautiful contrast against my exposed skin. The rain had made my shirt completely translucent. I blushed hard as Sir walked out of the room. I locked the door and started changing. To my dismay, my bra and panty were soaked through by the rain. I had no choice but to leave them to dry with the rest of my clothes. I peeled them off my body one by one and donned on his wife's clothes. The selwar and orna was fit perfectly but the kamiz was two sizes too big for me. It rolled off half my shoulder. I sighed and draped the orna over my chest.
Beggars couldn't be choosers. I changed and hurried towards the study room, grabbing my bag on the way. Taking a seat, I took out the study materials and started to solve some maths. Sir leaned against a wall in front of me while he watched me study. I looked up and found his eyes burning into mine. With a start, I realized he wasn't looking at my face at all. I followed his gaze and looked down to see where his eyes led. The loose kamiz's neckline and orna had slipped down to reveal the curve of my left breast and the nipple was slightly peeking out. The nub was swollen and pebbled from the cold. I swiftly pulled my kamiz upwards, blocking the view and covering up with the orna.
My face turned red from embarrassment and I dared not look up at his face. A few minutes passed as I kept doing my maths. As usual, when I was stuck with a sum, Sir leaned over my back and started to show me how to solve it. My body became aware of his presence due to the incident a while ago. I have caught him staring at my exposed chest. Suddenly the lid of his pen brushed lazily against my nipple. I froze. Without a bra in the way, the touch felt too intimate, too exposed. I tried to scoot back a little but my chair was trapped between Sir's front and the table. He didn't seem to notice at all. He kept explaining the maths as normal.
I felt another brush of his pen against my breasts, only this time it kept happening every time he wrote the maths down. The pen's tip slid against the paper while the edge kept brushing over my nipple with every number. Goosebumps appeared all over my body. The sharp cap kept poking at my nipple, making my body feel strange. I angled away a bit, hoping the sensation would stop. In doing so, I had moved in such a way that his entire hand now was pressed snugly against the right side of my breast. I sat rigid as Sir slowly but surely pressed his hand even closer into my side as he wrote the maths on my notebook. A shiver worked its way up my spine as I sat there shocked and scared.
He was doing this on purpose. Even over cloths, his big burly hand felt scantling against my cold body. Yet, I did not shove his hand away. With a start, I realized that the sensation felt good to me. Yes, it was very scary and unexpected but deep down, I was enjoying my tutor so subtly touching my young body.
I had only ever been with my ex-boyfriend before this and it shocked me that even something as simple as a half touch by the older man was starting to make me feel hot. I leaned heavily forward, placing the weight on my entire right breast on his hand. The pen slipped from his hand as his fingers lay trapped between my tit and my notebook. My heart tried to thud out of my chest. I had never done anything so crazy, so bold in my life, I had never imagined I would make a move like that to a teacher who was 25 years older than me. His hand moved, palm turned upwards and grabbed a handful of my breast. A tiny gasp escaped me. His big fat hand began to steadily massage my breast, slowly pumping it. My breathe hitched as his other hand joined in the fun.
There I sat in a chair, which my math tutor standing behind me with his hands kneading my plump rounded chest. I felt one of his hairy arm slips inside the kamiz through the huge neckline. I moaned as he pinched my nipple between his thick stubby fingers while his other hand discarded the orna from my neck. His clutch became harder and rougher with each pump. I threw my head back and moaned throatily as his other hand joined the first. With my ample breasts in his aging hand, he pinched both my nipples and pulled at them, hard. My pebbled nubs grew hot from pain as electrifying pleasure shot down my spine. My hands flew up to my chest, moans spilling from my soft lips, as I grabbed at his hands which kept squeezing my breasts with varying rhythm. The stout hands pulled back leaving my breasts aching and raw. I turn back at him, eyes heavy-lidded from pleasure. His hands suddenly started to manhandling me, pulling me up from my seat and towards him. I stood facing him, eyes hooded, cheeks red from a blush, lips parted and one of my breasts hanging out the neckline of his wife's dress.
Sir roughly grabbed my waist with one hand and grabbed a fistful of my wet hair by another. Aggressively he brought his mouth down on mine, open mouthed and hungry. His slimy tongue forced its way between my plumpy soft lips taking advantage of my surprised gasp. His thick stubble roughly slid against my face as he shoved his long slippery tongue deeper down my throat.
Heat pooled between my shaking legs as brutish lips roughly devoured my mouth. Burly hands groped my delicate ass and squeezed. I moaned wantonly into his mouth, pushing my body flush against his chubby old beer belly. Big hands quickly made work of his wife's kamiz, tearing it off my small frame, pulling it over my head. I stood in front of Sir trembling and gasping for air. His sharp hungry eyes roamed my petite body, as if devouring me with his eyes alone. I looked up at him dazed and horny and scared out of my wits. A devilish smile overtook his face as he said. "Get on the desk, child “I quickly scrambled up to the table and sat with my legs hanging off the sides. He trudged towards me, taking off his shirt and pant in the process.
He stood against the side of the table in his boxers, standing between my open legs. He pulled me by my waist flush against his throbbing clothed erection. It felt like a hot rod against my throbbing pussy as I threw my head back and moaned. His mouth descended on my neck kissing and biting downwards.
My hands grabbed their way into his receding hair. I pulled his mouth closer to my famished body, unknowingly half starved for the touch of a much older man. And I had found it. With Sir. Right here. He sucked and bit into my tender skin mouthing words as he went. My body grew hotter with his whispers in-between bites."So soft...""....so warm""...Sinful” “Delicious....""So fucking young......."I moaned and rocked againt his hard cock while he finally took my nipple into his mouth. And sucked. Hard. I saw stars and my body tried to bring Sir closer, harder....deeper. His mouth sucked on my swollen nipples like a baby starved for milk.
My senseless moans turned into a sharp cry of pleasure as he suddenly bit my hardened nub. Heady pleasure overtook me as pain and pleasure shot through my body. I began to beg him for "more" "harder" and "please please..... Please!!!"He undid the fastenings of my selwar as he sucked and bit my skin; now marred with love bites. He sharply pulled it off my legs and sat face to face with my dripping wet pussy. I had forgotten that I was not wearing a panty ,that it was in his room drying as we did this sinful act.
He smiled at me from between my legs. "Its like a wild river down here, look it's even soaking the table “I bit my lips as I sat there exposed and trembling. “I forgot what a young pussy looks like, you look drenched in your sweet juices “I groaned. His words were making me twitch down there. Heat flowed in my body, trying to escape through the throbbing between my legs.".......please!" I begged. Half sobbing. “You have to use your words child. What do you wa
nt?" Sir grinned kneeling between my legs. “Please....touch me...."He placed an open mouth kiss on my inner thigh. His tongue lapping at the delicate skin. His thick stubble burning sinfully against my flesh."Nooo...!
Please ....please ....aaaaaah not there""All you have to do is .....ask" He lighty blew air against my throbbing hole."P-p-pussy! Pussy, please please just touch my pussy!!" I cried, gripping the desk with white knuckles.He laughed."What a little whore you are, begging for an old man's hands. “He took his beefy middle finger and delicately ran it over my trembling wetness. I sobbed for some contact. Snatching his hand, I roughly pushed his thick finger inside my dripping wetness. It slipped inside. My whole body trembled as Sir gasped at my boldness. It had slipped in without any effort. He suddenly twisted his finger in, knuckle deep. I moaned as my wanton hole clenched around his digit. He quickly pushed in two more of his fat fingers inside.
I screamed at his roughness, his fingers filling and stretching me like nothing ever before. The burn made me rock against his intruding digits as he pumped them in and out vulgarly. I was being fingered by a man my dad's age. The fleeting thought made my blood boil as I sobbed for more. "Look at yourself, watch your greedy little hole swallow up my fingers. Been so long since I've fucked such a tight little young pussy." Gasping with my head thrown back , I rocked to the rhythm of his probing digits harder. His hands now dripping from my juices."Aaaaah....so deeeeep!" I moaned out. My eyes flew open as I felt Sir's tongue push apart the hood of my pussy. Lips surrounding prickly moustache dove in and sucked my little clitoris. The sensational send my body into overdrive as I rode his fingers screaming from pleasure. Slurping sounds filled my ears. Over stimulating pain and pleasure sent me into a frenzy of hot lust. I raised my head moaning and crying, towards the window right in front of me. My blood chilled as I saw the neighbour next door stood watching Sir knuckle and face deep in my pussy. He was the one I saw entering his house in the rain. He had a clear view of my legs spread wide open as I accepted this man at least two decades older, this guy with a wife and kids, as he worshipped me between my legs. And I begged for more.