Neighbor Suzy part 2
continutaton from part one.
How a down on his luck guy gets a smoking hot milf
The Kama Sutra or Kamasutra is most notable of a group of ancient texts known generically as Kama Shastra (Sanskrit: Kāma Śāstra) by Vatsyayana Part 2 talks about Amorous advances/sexual union Part 2 Chapter- 4 talks about Sexual union by Pressing, or Marking, or Scratching with the Nails, physical non-sexual forms of intimacy (scratching, poking, biting, slapping, )
Alexa is a cock sucker too! Who coul;d have seen this coming?
The Mortician faces his toughest challenge yet as a highly decomposing beauty is brought before him…
This is a true story that happened to me personally, with some alterations and changes to protect the prtivate lives of people involved
This story is very long and will take time to build the setting before it gets to the erotic part so if you’re just looking for a quick thrill you may want to put this one off till you have time for a long read. But I do promise the perversion will continue to build as the story does. Hope you like.
CAPITAL NAMES means the story is being told from that person’s perspective. I’m thinking about writing a sequel to this story, but I might leave it as a one-off. Please leave your comments and constructive criticisms; I always want to hear people’s opinions whether they be negative or positive. Hope you enjoy! .
This is when things get…different.
This is a Fiction story. This is a story of pure fiction: Repeat THIS NEVER HAPPENED
she is getting needy and calls for He Master
Two long time friends meet again in a fusion of heat and passion…
The queen of the festival had very nice cleavage.
A young woman gets seduced by her cousin.
Another off the top of my head…
This one happened a few years ago. Only read it if you like slutwife stories..if not..move on.
My very first story, helpful comments and criticism very much welcome, thanks guys!
My name is destiny. I’m 4′ 8″ 90 lbs. I have dark blonde hair, very light blue eyes, and I wear a B cup bra. I live in Iowa, in a small house with me and my adoptive father, Robert. Robert is 5′ 6″ 150 lbs. I have always wanted Robert, since before my parents died and he adopted me. I am 12, he is 18. And I know, your probably wondering why an 18 year old would adopt a 12 years old, and it is weird. Thing is, he was my godfather, even way back when I was born. He has always taken care of me. Even when I was almost raped, Robby was there to save the day. Anyway, my story begins 2 weeks after I moved in with him. I was 12, and I had barely settled in before Robby had a babysitter come and watch me (super embarrassing). He came home completely drunk, and so I helped him into bed. He was having a bit of trouble staying in the bed, so I put on my pajamas, which was a bra and panties, and laid with him to keep him from falling. After he fell asleep, I stayed in his room but I didn’t want to go to sleep. I started daydreaming about robby turning over and kissing me, telling me he couldn’t stop himself anymore, and that he wanted me. The familiar feeling came between my legs, and I had to do something about it. Normally, I would have went to my room and played with myself until I finished, but for some reason I decided to stay in robby’s room. Boy am I glad I did now! I checked to make sure he was asleep, then I laid on top of the blanket. I pulled my panties down to my knees, and slowly started to rub against the outside of my pussy. Then the idea popped into my head. I don’t know why I did it, but I reached over and grabbed Robby’s hand. Carefully so as not to wake him up, I moved his hand onto my pussy and rubbed it across the outside. Then I did something I had never done, even with y own fingers. I grabbed Robby’s middle finger, and I pushed down on it. Instead of stopping like my fingers always did, it just kept going. It felt amazing having Robby inside of me where no one else had ever been, and I’m surprised I didn’t finish right then. Robby mumbled and then squeezed his hands closed, pushing his finger deeper into me. I moaned a bit and froze as Robby rolled onto his side, making his stiffened hand pull against my pussy. It felt good, but I pulled his hand out of me. I had to finish now, I was so wet I wouldn’t sleep if I didn’t. So I went over to Robby’s dresser, opened the top drawer, and began looking for the box I had seen him buy last week. I found it, in the box was a small silver vibrator he had intended for his ex girlfriend Emily. I would just use it quick, and then I would clean it and put it back and they would never know. I lay back down on his bed, and began rubbing the cold piece of plastic against my wet pussy. I looked over and though he was facing me, it looked like Robby was still sound asleep. I looked down and I saw it. When Robby had laid down, he had taken his pants off, leaving only his boxers. When he had rolled onto his other side, he had pushed his penis through the rip in the front of his boxers. In the light of the lamp, I saw his partially erect cock pointing at me. I looked at his face again to make sure he was still sound asleep. He was, and had begun snoring, a sure sign that a bomb going off wouldn’t wake him up. He was a big guy, not fully erect but still sticking out a good amount. I moved so I was at eye level with his cock. I touched the tip of it and it was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. I had never seen a real cock, only pictures, but judging from those pictures, Robby was very large. I poked it, listening to him snore to make sure he wasn’t waking up. a gently put y hand around it, and started stroking like one of his ex girlfriends had told me boys like. Robb must have liked it, because his cock grew. It got really stiff, and then it started to ooze this clear looking liquid. I was feeling adventurous that night or something, because I lifted my head and licked the liquid off the tip of his cock. It tasted sweet, but had a salty aftertaste. All I knew was I liked the taste. I started licking him like I had seen in the porn videos, and then I put just the tip into my mouth and started to suck on it. After several minutes, Robby’s cock started to shoot something into my mouth in thick globs. They tasted great, so I gladly sucked up every drop. His cock started to deflate almost immediately after he finished, so I brought my head back up to his, being careful not to spill my mouthful. Then I got yet another idea. I spit some of the stuff into my hand, and rubbed it on my pussy. The feeling of it, so warm and sticky, on top of the idea of something that came from Robby’s cock being massaged onto my pussy was so intense, I had to do something. I stuck my finger into my mouth getting a good glob onto it, and used my other hand to spread my pussy. I very gently pushed the stuff into me, making sure to get all of it off of my finger and into the warm hole I had found with Robby’s fingers. I then started to wiggle my finger, and after about 3 minutes, I accidentally swallowed what I had in my mouth. At first I was disgusted, because I thought it was his pee. But I convinced myself that it couldn’t be. I grabbed the silvery vibrator, and turned it on medium. I started to rub it against my pussy, and after about 5 more minutes I finished, and it was the best I had ever had. It felt like about 2 minutes before I could do anything but moan. Then I rolled onto my side and started to fall asleep, but I realized I had to clean up the mess I had made. Unfortunately I couldn’t. I had wet the bed a little, and Robby would definitely notice. I had to figure out a way to fix this, but I couldn’t think of a way. I decided to go on Robby’s computer and check some stuff out. I didn’t bother putting clothes on, all I had removed was my panties. I searches what happens when a boys penis is rubbed for too log, and found out that this stuff called cum comes out, and I found out that when a girl finishes it’s called an orgasm. Now I have to figure out a way to clean up my cum off of Robby’s bed and I have to figure out how to convince him he had sex with some girl before he came home if he figured out that he had cum. Then an idea occurred to me. Maybe I could convince him HE had started it with ME. I turned off the computer and laid down next to him. I decided it would seem more real if he was naked, so I began pulling down his boxers. Unfortunately this put me in an awkward position were his penis was right in front of my face, and I couldn’t help but lick it a few times. After what seemed like forever, I had his boxers off. I threw them off to the side, thought for a moment, and threw h
My panties and my bra onto his boxers. Then I pulled the blanket over us. Now I had to figure out something to do with the vibrator to make it look like Robby had used it on me. I runner it against my pussy, which was still considerably wet. After I had enough of that, I went back to his dresser, opened the top drawer again, and got out the bottle of KY jelly. I put a very large amount of it onto the vibrator, then looked at it and thought about where I could put it to make it look ligit. I referred to the porn I had seen, deciding it would be best to put it into my butt. Again using the Internet, I looked up the most painless way to pr a vibrator into your butt. I put some jelly on my hand, and began to massage my butthole, pushing my finger into the very small and tight hole. After I managed to get my. Whole pointer finger into my butt, I re lubed the vibrator and laid next to Robby again. Biting the pillow to keep from crying, I pushed the vibrator into my butt. It really stung at first, but I thought about Robby taking me, and managed to forget about the pain. Robby started to groan, and rolled onto his back, which was perfect. I carefully laid on top of him, with my legs on either side of him, pressing his cock against the opening of my pussy. I very gently kissed him, savoring the feeling. Then I pulled his hand up onto my butt, and laid it so his hand was pressed against my inner thigh, and was just barely touching the vibrator. Then I closed my eyes, and fell asleep.
“destiny, n
Babygirl, I need you to wake up.” Robby says. I look up to see him lying underneath me, with fear in his eyes. “destiny, what happened last night? Did I do this to you?” Robby said, almost silently. He looked like he was about to cry. “yes, you did, don’t you remember? You told me you wanted to make me feel like a woman because I had suffered a lot and you wanted me to have something special. I will admit I was kinda worried when you started to push that thing into my butt, but it felt amazing. You said that I could have that every night from now on, and you would treat me like your girlfriend from now on. You remember don’t you?” I put on my best innocent look and started to tear up to make it look real. Now just to see if he takes the bait. I looked at me, thought for a minute, and then said “tell me everything I did to you last night baby, so I know okay?” he half heartedly smiled, in an attempt to make me feel better. “okay…. But some of it’s kinda….. Dirty…” I said, blushing a bit. “it’s okay, we did it, so it’s okay to talk about it baby.” Robby said. He moved his hand to my butt and gently massaged my cheeks. Which was greatly appreciated. “mmmmmm….. Keep doing that. You told me o lay down, and then you started to take off all your clothes. After you finished, u pulled odd all of my clothes, but since we were both already ready for bed, all we had on was our underwear, and you piled it up over there so we could find it.” I said, pointing to the pile of clothes. I wiggled my butt to get the vibrator which had hurried itself in my butthole to a more comfortable position, and accidentally turned it on. I moaned loudly at the feeling, and then said “then you started to lick all over my legs, and then you kissed my vagina a bunch of times, then you stuck your tongue into it.” I put my hand on the back of his head and tried to look as sexy as I could “you called it eating my pussy, and you can have a meal any time you want” I say with a smile on my face. I know he didn’t, but the thought had me getting wet, and by the pressure I was beginning to feel on my pussy, he was getting hard. “then, you went over to your dresser and got a bunch of stuff, and came back and rubbed a bunch of this cd stuff on my butt, and stuck this vibrating thing into my butt. I cried at first, so you made out with me and that was the best part by the way.” I said. I licked my lips, and kissed him hard on the lips, and he kissed back. “what else did I do to you baby” Robby said. He was half crying, tears gong down his face. “then you asked me if I wanted to suck on your penis, and I said yes so you taught me how to give you a… A blow job I think. It was really fun, especially when you started shooting this stuff y called cum into my mouth. It tasted good….” I said as I looked away trying to look like I wanted more, which I did. “then you pulled me onto you and started rubbing your penis against my vagina, or pussy as you called it, and you asked me if it was okay for you to go inside me, and I couldn’t say no to you. So you pushed in, and it hurt bad, so you held me tight and kissed me, and told me it wouldn’t hurt anymore and that was the only time getting fucked in the pussy would hurt. Then you started lifting me up and dropping me down onto you and your penis was going in and out and it only took me 5 minutes to finish, but you took a lot longer. When you were ready you rolled on-top of me and started To play with yourself, and you got cum all over my pussy. Then you laid me back down, and you started to um… Fuck… Me in the but with the vibrator, and you told me I need to leave it in for a week and you would them fuck me in the butt for real. And then you kissed me and I fell asleep to the feeling of it going in and out over and over…. Mmmm I want more…. Robby please?” I look at him and grind on his hips, hoping he will do it. “baby, I think I used you last night. I molested you, your way to young for someone my age to be having sex with. Im so sorry baby can you ever forgive me?” he said, crying. I didn’t know it would hurt him, or I wouldn’t have done it. I started to cry myself and burrows my head in between his shoulder and his head and started to spill everything. “Robby I’m sorry, you didn’t take advantage of me, you were the one that was drunk, I used you. Im so sorry robby please don’t be mad at me. I just always wanted you and you finally wanted me so I did everything you asked me to so that you would have sex with me. I’m sorry I used you please don’t go and don’t ever stop having sex with me. I loved it Robby I love having you in me I love sucking on tour penis and I love you!” I cried, soaking the pillow. “do you mean it babygirl, did you really want it?” Robby said. I took this chance. “yes! I wanted to give you my virginity, I wanted to swallow your cum, and I want you right now!” I pulled my head out and held it over his, closed my eyes and said, “if you want me, kiss me, I’d you want to forget about all of this, push me off of you. I will respect your decision.” I puckered my lips and hoped he would kiss me. I waited there, and just as I was losing hope, Robby pushed me onto my back, rolled onto me, and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue, as he lifted me into the air. He held me there, kissing me and massaging my butt. Then he grabbed the vibrator and started to pump it in and out of me. I instantly started to moan into his mouth, which just made him pump faster. “oh my god that’s so good, don’t stop” I managed to say before he laid me back down. “no please don’t stop Robby please” I begged. “shhh I’m just changing positions baby. “Robby laid down across my chest, and resumed pumping the vibrator. “oh baby” I moaned as I started to orgasm. I grabbed Robby’s hair and began to pull. Robby stopped, pulling the vibrator out of me and pouring more lube onto it. “I want to do something to you baby” Robby said. “anything you want, my love” I said. He pulled my
Arms above my head, and tied them to the headboard. Then he spread my legs, stretching them out, and tied my feet to the bedposts. “My love, be gentle with me” I said softly. “don’t worry my wonderful baby, I will be very gentle with you, and I will make sure that I don’t hurt you when I take your virginity. By the way, did you expect ms to believe that?” Robby said with a smile on his face. “what the, how did you know? I said. “I don’t eat pussy babygirl. But I do want you, I’d you still want me.” Robby said. “my love, that doesn’t change anything. I love you and I want you to have my most valued possession, my virginity. Will you take it gently?” I said. Robby didn’t talk, instead he began rubbing my pussy and kissing me passionately. After I orgasmed, he prought his penis up to my pussy. “are you ready?” he said, then forcefully pushed his cock deep into me, shattering my virginity, and causing me to scream out in pain. “ow my love that ready hurt” I sobbed. “please be gentle…” I mumbled. Robby began kissing me again, and after I had stopped crying, he began pumping in and out. After a few seconds I tried to grab his butt to pull him closer, but my arms were well secured. “my love, please, I need you to go harder and deeper and faster. Don’t go to hard please…” I said. “I know what you want. Just lay back and enjoy the fuckin your about to get.” Robby kisses me one more time before untying my let’s and putting them over his shoulders. He pushed the vibrator deep into my butt, turned it up to high, and started to pound into my pussy. His enormous cock stretched me until it almost hurt, but I was in exstacy. After about 3 minutes of the best sex of all time, I started to moan, and then I began talking, but it was all gibberish. I looked up to see Robby’s eyes closed, him also moaning in ecstasy. Then he tenses up, and yelled. Lbaby, is it okay if I cum in you?” I almost screamed, “oh fuck baby fuck your cum deep into me, I want it so deep it can’t leak out!” Robby looted me at th hips, resulting in him fucking up into me, which gave me a whole new feeling. “oh god baby yes like that, oh my godddddd baby harder, harder please harder!” I moaned. “yea baby that’s my spot, oh god like that!” I screamed as I hit a new high, my orgasm flooding my body, as I finally came down off my orgasmic high, Robby bent over me and started kissing me again, with my legs pinned between us, this position givin a whole new set of feelings. “oh god my pussy feels so good, don’t stop baby please don’t stop, duck me until my pussy rips!” I yell. After 10 more minutes, Robby yells, “oh ya baby here it comes, I’m gonna cum!” I moan back, “oh yesssss, fuck your cum deep inside me, I’m gonna cum too baby” Robby starts pounding into me as hard and fast as he can, as I start cumming he starts to release the first of many huge bursts of cum. After what seems like decades of orgasm, he rolls off of me, releasing my legs. I roll over, putting one leg on him, wrappin my arm around him. We cuddle for awhile, then I kiss his cheek and look at him and say, “baby, can I stay home from school today?”
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By StormHerald
Chapter 3
The next morning was spent out on the patio, a large umbrella
protecting my Aunt’s vampire skin from the morning light and me
sitting face to the sun absorbing it. My aunt set a photo in front of me
on top of my coffee and pointed to it. The photo was split into three
sections, each holding a photo of three very beautiful vampire girls, all
my age or close to.
The first had long black hair, very much like my mothers, except it was
cut with razor bangs and she was pale with almond eyes. All vampires
had the same sort of angular look about them, there were small
differences, like the first vampires nose was smaller than the other
three with the almond eyes, the middle had a longer narrow nose, and
the third had a very petite pointed nose. The first had lips that were
very narrow, the second had a fuller lower lip with a very narrow top lip
and the third had the most balanced mouth with long slender lips that
matched each other perfectly.
The first had long black hair, with razor bangs, the second had short
blood red hair that was cut in a way that styled to be spiked all over,
and the third had very beautiful ice white hair. All three had the typical
vampy black eyes with the last two having wider eyes, the thirds eyes
looking very severe and quite frightening to be honest.
“That is your competition. Their body types are the typical, lithe,
willowy, harsh, jagged body type. The third, Desmond, she has a bit
more body than a typical vampire. The first Yuki, is from Japan, so she’s
very quiet and proper, the second is Elizabeth, she’s British, as if you
couldn’t tell from that hair. And Desmond is from North America as
well.”
“Does Elizabeth’s hair grow that color?”
My Aunt scoffed, “No, but Desmond’s does, as does Yuki’s. Lilly?”
I looked up from the picture, “Yeah?”
“Is that your natural hair color?”
I tugged on a chestnut curl and frowned, “Yeah.”
My aunt mused with a small smile on her face, “It gets quite red in the
sunlight. Alright, enough with the competition. When you are
introduced to the Prince, as well as the council you must be wearing
something entirely revealing.”
I choked on my coffee, spending a few minutes coughing before I could
croak out, “What?”
My Aunt sighed and looked down as if asking for assistance, “The
council and the Prince will have to see your body, it used to be that you
four would be naked. But thanks to wonderful designers see through
lingerie is in fashion.”
“B..but why?”
“Well it is mostly to see if you have any defects on your body. Most
Vampires are perfect, but there are a few vampires that keep relations
a little too close to the family and they have some birth defects that
being a vampire cannot cure. There will be other things to happen at
this event but there’s nothing to worry about now.” My Aunt stood up
and ushered me back into my room to quickly change into a light dress
of black that she must have bought last night while I slept, and we were
out.
There is something to be said for Paris when it comes to the local
population accepting a black dress wearing, tall, pale, black satin
umbrella holding woman, with a great deal of grace. Our first stop
happened to be a shop that sold vintage, couture dresses and much to
my horror and my Aunts fury we were quickly told that my size was not
available. If it had not been for the pure look of murder in my aunts
eyes I’m sure a snippy comment about a thrift store would have exited
the woman’s mouth.
I was suddenly starting to feel very Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman as my
Aunt strode down the street, no longer gracefully dancing around the
people, but plowing them over. She was a vampire on a mission and
that mission brought us to a ridiculous jewelry store. She slammed the
door open with force causing everyone in the store to freeze and stare
at her.
A young woman quickly walked up to my Aunt greeting her warmly if
not cautiously, “Isadora, we haven’t seen you in ages. Are you alright
dear, do you need a bit of the vintage?”
My Aunt closed her umbrella and nodded, “yes, this is my niece, she’s
to go with you for a moment, and I need to speak with Armand.”
The lady bowed and motioned for me to follow her as she briskly
walked past the counters into the back room. She got on the phone and
quickly dialed the number and tapped the phones edge waiting.
“Armand? Yes, its Rebecca, Lady Isadora is here and she is demanding
to speak with you…yes she seems very upset…yes I already offered and
am going to do that as soon as I get off the phone…yes…thank you sir.”
She hung up and looked at me warily, “Are you…”
She left the question unanswered but I smiled having already been on
the receiving end of that particular question all my life, “Human, and
yes that is my Aunt. Don’t be worried though, she’s upset because we
had a very…80’s movie moment at a local dress store.”
The woman turned and silently walked to a vault, then proceeded to
spin the combination and had to pull with most of her body to move
the door. Once inside I saw a large collection of different precious
stones, all loose but I didn’t get to look for too long before Rebecca was
opening a door that had looked like just another stack of shelves and
began to descend a flight of stairs. I followed behind her and watched
as she picked up a black goblet and pointed to different bottles until
finally finding the one she wanted. With a pop I watched the dark red
liquid pour into the goblet realizing what the “vintage” was.
She looked at me for a moment, “Do you get queasy at the sight of
blood?”
I made a face, “No, my family are vampires, wouldn’t be the first black
goblet that I have seen.”
Rebecca smiled and corked the bottle putting it back and grabbing the
goblet she strode past me. She was halfway up the stairs when she
stopped and began to laugh. I looked at her curiously before she
turned, “I finally got it, the 80’s movie moment. Pretty woman?’
I nodded and pointed at myself. The woman laughed, “No wonder
Isadora is in such a foul mood. I bet the woman didn’t even realize who
she was speaking to.”
“I don’t think she cared really. She took one look at me and laughed and
said there was nothing in my size. Jeeze, I’m not even that big a size
eight is a respectable size.”
Rebecca nodded and closed the vault behind her carefully grabbing a
silver tray to set the goblet on before continuing back into the main
lobby. The store had been cleared out and a man with grey hair
peppered through his black hair was sitting in front of my Aunt smiling
and laughing.
He turned and looked at Rebecca then to me and his smile disappeared
as he turned to my Aunt, “I am sorry Isadora, Rebecca usually never
takes this long, and I am unsure of who is with her…”
My Aunt raised her hand to stop him, “It is alright Armand that young
lady is my niece, and Rebecca was very punctual.”
Rebecca smiled and held the tray to my aunt who grabbed the goblet
and sipped it delicately, “Ah, that is wonderful. Now to business, I will
not be embarrassed again by the fact I have a voluptuous niece, that
being said, I think a bit of sparkle on my niece will illustrate how serious
we are about shopping.”
Armand stood quickly and with my aunts permission grabbed my hand
lightly and led me to the jewelry counter. Rebecca stayed with my aunt
speaking softly to her, and my aunt listening intently to the young
woman. Armand released my hand and went around the counter
looking through the glass.
“Lady Isadora, what were we thinking about for the young lady? Black
diamonds perhaps?”
My aunt was at my side instantly, causing Armand to wince but I was so
used to my father doing that, that it just made me feel a bit homesick,
“No black diamonds, a common fancy among my kind. As you can see,
my niece is rare, and we must emphasize that difference.”
Armand nodded and looked at me closely before going into the back
and returning with a stack of different black satin boxes. He opened the
first box to a large yellow diamond in a bright yellow gold set. My aunt
hissed “No yellow!!!”
I chuckled as Armand quickly disposed of three of the boxes behind the
counter and opened another. My aunt quickly dismissed one after
another until Armand opened a small box with a beautiful blue stone
set in a white gold setting, what was beautiful was the chain was so thin
that it looked invisible. My aunt dismissed it but I stopped her.
“Wait, can I try it on, please.” My aunt’s eyebrows rose and she looked
at the stone again.
“It is blue Lilly.”
“I know, and I know blue isn’t exactly an appropriate color, but you said
you wanted to play up my differences. It’s such a pretty sapphire.”
“Blue diamond.” Armand corrected me, “It is a very rare blue diamond.
In fact to find one this size and clarity is also very rare.” He lifted it out
and put it on me quickly lifting a mirror so I could see it.
I was in love, it was beautiful, and it looked like the deep, dark, blue
blankets I had left home, “It’s my favorite color.” I sighed before taking
it off already knowing my aunt would give it a resounding no.
“Alright then Lilly.” She smiled at my surprised face and grabbed the
necklace putting it back on me.
“We are celebrating your differences my darling.” She turned to
Armand, “I want every single blue diamond you have here, and ones
that you can get here by tomorrow.”
Armand nodded and he and Rebecca began to spread out and grab
different things from the back, the vault, and throughout the store. The
presented different items and my aunt vetoed or approved different
jewelry. I sat down on the couch and let my aunt do the work.
Eventually we left with a lot of bags from the jewelry store.
“How much did you spend?”
My aunt winked at me as she handed me a few more bags and opened
her umbrella, “Rebecca told me of some wonderful stores that would
carry your size, off the beaten track. Care to explore?”
I smiled and nodded holding up the bags, “Without being a neon sign
saying, rob me I have millions of dollars in jewelry in my bags.”
My aunt smiled, “Oh, it wasn’t millions, and you are right lets go to the
car.”
We dropped the jewelry off and then she grabbed my hand and we
quickly made our way down a few side streets before stopping at a very
crowded dress shop. My aunt pursed her lips but shrugged and walked
in, the door tingling as we opened it. A very feminine man greeted us
and my aunt got straight to work.
It felt weird having a man take my measurements then say something
to my aunt in French, who in turn smiled at me triumphantly, “He says
you have a very beautiful body.”
The man went into the back and began to pile dress after dress after
dress onto the counter. My aunt and he spoke to one another in French
and quickly the yellow, pink, lavender, and other offensive colors
disappeared, all but dark blue, that color remained. I had one dress
after another shoved onto me, pinned then pulled off and eventually
money exchanged hands and we were out of the store.
My aunt looked completely satisfied as we made our way back to the
main streets, “Need to eat Lilly?”
I nodded and we stopped at a café where I ate a sandwich and my aunt
struck up conversation with a woman next to her. Eventually we
managed to get to all the stores on the list Rebecca has made for us
and I was dizzy from the overabundance of outfits I had just explored. It
was close to the end of the day and my aunt grabbed my hand and with
a reassuring squeeze walked me into a very risqué lingerie store.
I tried not to panic as see through bras and crotch less underwear
assaulted my sense of propriety. I again had a tape measure around my
body and the lady relayed the measurements to a pair of very eager
women who quickly asked my aunt many questions and began to pile
one see through outfit after another, all in black.
I tried on one after another, my aunt sitting with me in the dressing
room. Her face went from happy to frustrated after three different
outfits. She flung the door open, “You look like shit in black!! How is
that even possible?!?!”
She began to yell at the women at the counter and finally one of them
stood up and said something back to her. My aunt froze and looked at
me then at the woman and nodded consent. Suddenly white was being
thrust to me and the rest of the day was spent matching one see
through thing with another.
I made it to bed shortly after diner and slept solidly only to be woken
up early by a perky aunt who took shopping way to seriously. The next
day was almost identical to the previous and by the end of the lingerie
store I was tired of shopping, of dresses, and of Paris.
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I consider my wife Tina my Barbi doll, and she always seems to like the way I dress her up and show her off. Tina’s got the trophy wife look. The head of teased blonde hair that turns men’s heads, the sparkling blue eyes, hot red lips, a pair of tits that beg to be fondled, buns that make a man say, “I’ll follow you anywhere,” and the hottest set of legs imaginable. Put that all together in the sexiest outfits a fella can pick out for his woman and mix it with a woman who is a natural, incorrigible flirt who craves the attention men are only too happy to lavish on her, and you have a picture of Tina.
I love dressing her in outfits the expose a lot of waist. I put her in tight low-riding hip huggers that show fully the little thongs she wears. Tina is always balanced on at least 3-inch heels, which give her legs and ass a deliciously muscular look. Bras are not part of her wardrobe. She is a perfect 36 DD at a cost of about $10K per boob and they stand up with no help from a harness. We switch between tight little clingy shirts that hug every curve or loose fitting blouses that open for great views of cleavage down the front.
Before we go out–on the prowl–to see how many men’s heads we can turn, I tease Tina’s hair, give her a good dousing of perfume, and make sure her lips are glistening with gloss and her eyes are smokin’ with shadow.
Tina loves to tease, and I’ve always encouraged her. I get a big kick out of watching her wrap men around her pinky. She can basically get just about any man to do anything she asks. She loves the power. We have played a game to see how far she can push it. About a month ago, we took it a bit too far.
Joe is a college kid who mows our lawn and does odd jobs around the house. He is a varsity athlete, a tennis player, so he appreciates the extra money of a job that doesn’t require set hours. We represent an interesting age span. I am 50 years old, and am definitely middle aged with my body going soft and the years of working a desk job taking a certain toll on my looks. Tina is 30. She is definitely what is known as a trophy wife, given our age difference and that she is my third wife. She no longer looks like the co-ed cheerleader she used to be. But she has matured in the sexiest way with a curvier body and a self confidence that comes with experience. Joe is 20. He has a chiseled body, but a wide-eyed innocence, a bright smile, a certain puppy dog side.
Joe really brought out Tina’s flirtatious side. She found every excuse to touch him, little pats, and always seemed to be brushing by him in ways that maximized contact. She would dress extra specially sexy when Joe was coming over to clean our house. Sometimes she would wear a translucent dress that you can see right through and would only have a thong on underneath. Joe’s jobs include mopping our floors, and Tina usually found ways to stand over him when he was on his hands and knees, and Tina usually managed to be close by and would choose those days to do the dusting. She would ask Joe to balance her legs when she would stand on a step stool to dust the corners where the walls meet the ceiling.
Since Joe lives in a dorm, we made a deal that he can do his laundry at our place as long as he does our laundry as well. This requires Joe to handle Tina’s worn thongs and other clothes. I picked up on the fact that a bit of a game was going on between Joe and Tina with “mix ups” of each other’s laundry. And I could tell from examining some of Tina’s panties myself in the laundry hamper that she seemed to perfume them especially for him and would leave the nicest ones on the top of the pile on laundry days.
When Joe did outdoor work like gardening or mowing the lawn, Tina would choose those days to sun bathe in her tiniest “get the most sun” string biknis. One day, I asked Joe to wash and wax my car. Tina decided that she would help. Joe was in his usual muscle shirt and cut-offs. Tina wore a little pair of silky jogging shorts stretched tight and fitting her ass snugly. The jogging shorts were set low on her hips and her thong was visible front and back above the shorts. For her top, she chose a thin, old t-shirt cut just below her breasts. Her breasts jiggled freely under the thin little top with every movement.
I watched the action from my easy chair inside the house, looking out the living room window. In no time at all, Tina had managed to get them both soaking wet. She looked the winner of a wet T-shirt contest. Her nipples were clearly visible, poking at the clingy wet material and looking really tasty. Her shorts were also plastered to her skin. She was laughing and teasing Joe, and he seemed to enjoy the attention she was lavishing on him.
I could see that they were touching each other a lot more than the usual occasional brush by. Tina would stretch herself on top of the hood of the car to clean it and Joe would be directly behind her pressed against her cleaning it with one hand, while the other would caress her.
I just sat there. I was jealous at how turned on they both were and that I was left out, but I also had to admit that I was turned on myself, and sat in my chair playing with myself as I watched them getting more and more physical with each other right there in our front drive way as visible to my neighbors as they were to me. Finally I saw that they might just start fucking right there in our driveway in the middle of the afternoon–that’s how turned on they were.
I decided to take action. I went out and said, “Look at you two. You’re soaking wet. Come in and get into some dry clothes.” They looked at little sheepish as they came in. But then I handed them their dry clothes. For Joe, a pair of thin silk pajama bottoms, no top. For Tina, the matching pajama top, no bottom. The top is held together by a single string. I gave them one plush towel to dry each other off and said I would put their wet clothes in the dryer. I left behind a chilled bottle of wine and two wine glasses, already filled. When I came back the two of them were cuddled on the sofa sipping the wine. Tina’s free hand was rubbing Joe’s chest and his free hand was resting on her thigh. Joe asked me if I wanted a glass of wine too. I said, “No, I’m not really part of this party. I just want to watch.”
Joe gave me a last look, and then turned to Tina, tilted her head, and gave her a warm, deep passionate kiss. They spent the next twenty minutes necking. They played with their tongues, and both necks were slick with saliva and hickey marks. Joe’s hands were working Tina’s breasts, and after a while his hungry mouth found her nipples and he sucked away. Not to be outdone, Tina slid down Joe’s body, pulled down the PJ bottoms and revealed a long, hard cock. Tina slurped and sucked, cooing about how big and gorgeous it was. Joe had great control for such a young man. He was really an exceptional lover.
I was amazed that he didn’t just come in her mouth, because Tina was really pumping his long, hard cock and she swirled her tongue around his sensitive cock head alternating with some delicious sucking. After much cock sucking, Joe pulled Tina up and began kissing her neck again. After a while a slick wet trail led from her neck to her boobs, which got such a good sucking that they were red and blotchy and glistening with Joe’s saliva. He trailed his tongue down her long muscular torso, stopped to play with her belly piercing and then worked his way down over her completely shaved and smooth vulva.
He positioned Tina so I could watch the spectacular job of pussy licking he gave Tina. I never have read or heard much discussion of men’s relative tongue sizes as we are so preoccupied with dick length. But I was amazed as the length and power of Joe’s tongue. It looked like it swelled and grew like a cock as he worked it up and down Tina’s slick slash. He penetrated her pussy with his tongue, working it in and out like a cock until Tina grabbed his head, then squeezed his head with every last remaining ounce of her strength in the vice grip of her magnificent thighs, and came with a shuddering gasp.
But the party was hardly over. It was now Joe’s turn for his pleasure. By now, Tina had the energy of a rag doll, but the most beautiful and sexy rag doll ever conceived.
Joe turned Tina prone. He no longer had the strength to support her wait with her hands for a proper “doggy style” fucking, but Joe had enough strength for two. With one arm around her belly he held her up and with his other hand, he balanced on the floor. He penetrated her from behind, and, again, in no hurry whatsoever, exercising amazing control for a 20-year-old guy, he gave Tina a good, old-fashioned fucking, leaving her completely spent and satisfied.
I paid Joe for doing such a good job on the car, he got his things out of the dryer and went on this way with a big smile on his face.
Tina looked at me with a crooked grin. “So what do you get out of this, baby?” she said. I crawled over to her, parted her legs, and buried my face in the wet, steamy mess that Joe had left behind. I inhaled the musky smell and tongued the sour taste until it was almost sweet. Finally I crawled onto her sweaty body, kissing the hickey marks on her breasts. My cock slipped easily into Tina’s slippery, stretched out pussy and I came almost instantly.
As I was starting to fall asleep, Tina said, “You know that guest bedroom we have, honey? I think we could have Joe clean and cook for us all the time, if we let him live here.”
Nothing like having live-in help around the house. A win-win set up for every body.
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Willing Wimp
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After the suprise in the club, I was in for more then I bargained for …