2008-Mar-31 - Addiction

“Jan,” Blair Vogelson said into the intercom, “please bring me a cup of coffee and the
those letters you typed up for me last night!” “Very good, ma’am,” the secretary replied, “I’ll be right in!” A few moments later her office door swung open and in strode Jan with as Styrofoam
cup of steaming coffee in one hand, and a half inch thick stack of papers and envelopes in the other! “How’s it going this morning, boss,” Jan asked brightly, “anything special on the agenda for today!?!” Carefully taking the cup from her secretary’s hand, Blair took a sip and replied, “No, nothing special, just the usual, but if you have the time, I’d like to chat with you for a minute or two if that’s all right!?!” Jan nodded her head and replied, “Your time is my time, what’s up!?!”

“How long have you worked for me,” Blair asked?!? “Uh, about six years now,” Jan replied, “why do you ask!?!” “In all the years that we’ve been together,” Blair went on, “have you ever known me to do anything illegal or unethical?!?” While shifting uncomfortably in her chair and wondering where this conversation was heading, Jan answered slowly, “No, as far as I can tell you’ve always been a straight arrow and above board!!!” Blair took another sip of her coffee before continuing and then said, “Well up until a month ago you would have been correct, but I’m afraid that since then I’ve been shall we say “involved”!!!” “Jan chose her words carefully and replied, “You mean with another man?!?” “Frank and I haven’t had meaningful relations in over six months,” Blair explained in a cracking voice, “oh, what am I saying, I shouldn’t be bothering you with this personal stuff, I’m truly sorry, Jan!!!” Jan could see right away that her boss was really hurting, and instead of fleeing the room as most people would have done, she almost ran around the big desk and gave her a big hug and a kiss on the cheek!!!” “Oh, Mrs. Vogelson,” Jan said softly, “don’t worry about a thing, I’m sure everything will work out for the best!!!”

Blair returned the hug and whispered, “I certainly hope so, dear, the deception is driving me crazy!!!” After a moment of silence, Jan questioned, “What made you take such a dramatic step, I mean, you know, to take a lover!?!” With her face turning a bright shade of red, Blair stammered, “T-this is so embarrassing, I don’t know quite what to say, it just happened!!!” “Do you love him,” Jan asked, “your lover I mean, are you in love with him!?!” “I think so,” Blair replied dreamily, “it’s hard to call it love when you lust after someone, it’s easy to get the two confused!!!” “Oh my,” Jan whispered, “lust must mean that he’s very good where it counts!!!”
Blair took Jan by the arm and replied, “I shouldn’t be telling you any of this, so you gotta promise me that what I tell you stays between you and me!!!” “Cross my heart,” Jan answered quickly, while making an “X” across her chest with her finger, “so tell me, how is he!?!” “He’s just fabulous,” Blair gushed, “he is so attentive to my needs and always makes sure I’m taken care of before he has his own, you know!!!” Both women giggled like school girls at a slumber party, and Jan asked excitedly, “Is he, uh, you know, big!!!” “Jannnnn,” Blair admonished, “how can you ask me such a question,” while trying to control her giggling, “but yes, he’s huge, he makes Frank look like a little boy!!!” The conversation had moved from boss speaking to employee, to that of two hens cackling over the latest gossip, and upon hearing that Blair’s new boyfriend was big, she just naturally had to ask, “So tell me, how big is big!?!” Blair looked around her office as if there might have been someone eavesdropping their conversation, and when she was convinced the coast was clear, she whispered, “He let me measure it the other night, and it was nine and a half inches long and six inches around!!!” Now both women were breathing a little shallowly and
Jan pressed on, “Do you suck him off!?!”

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, both Jan and Blair squealed like a couple of piglets before Blair replied softly, “I never really liked sucking Frank, but David’s cock, that’s his name, David, his cock seems like it was just made for sucking and when we’re together I just can’t seem to get enough of it!!!” “I know what you mean,” Jan replied in a raspy voice, “when ever I’m with Ed I just have to have him in my mouth!!!” After both women had quieted down, Blair asked softly, “D-do you swallow, I mean when he cums do you swallow it down!?!” “Mmmmmm, yes,” Jan replied, “unless he pulls it out and shoots it on my breasts, he just loves seeing the cum drip off of my nipples!!!” Again they broke out with the case of the giggles, and Blair said between laughs, “We sound just like a couple of sluts, total cock hounds!!!” Jan laughed a little harder, but then quieted down and said seriously, “I guess that is exactly what we are, cock hounds, we just can’t get enough of that thick meat!!!” “That’s a pretty harsh assessment of the situation,” Blair offered, “I’m not sure I’d go that far!!!” “Okay,” Jan said, “has David ever called you up and had you come out to his car and drive to a secluded spot just so you could suck him!?!” “Uh, well, uh,” Blair stammered, “but he really needed it, and I didn’t want him to feel bad!!!” “I see,” Jan retorted, “he called you up and you ran out an sucked him off, I detect that we might be just a wee bit attached to that big pecker!!!”

The two of them spent the next ten minutes comparing notes on how much they loved sucking and fucking their boyfriend’s big cocks, until Jan noticed, “Maybe it’s just me, or is it getting hot in here!?!” “I’m getting pretty warm, too,” Blair replied and then under her breath she asked, “are you getting warm somewhere else, I certainly am!?!” Jan was now sitting on the edge of Blair’s desk, and incredibly, and without warning, she hiked up her dress and said, “Look at my panties, they’re soaked!!!” Blair just stared at the thin strip of white nylon that was pulled tight over Jan’s bulging vulva and whispered, “My god, girl, you are drenched, and I don’t see any pubic hair on your lips, do you always shave them smooth!?!” Now emboldened by her boss’ interest in her crotch area, Jan quickly slipped off her panties and said, “I keep my pussy baby smooth so that when Ed sucks me he can really get at my clit!!!” Blair had never seen another vagina this close before, and this one, was completely flushed and ready to be sucked or fucked, so she was totally mesmerized by the sight as well as the aroma of the drooling slit!!! Even for as long as she had worked for her, Jan had always called her boss, or Mrs. Vogelson, but at this very moment, it seemed quite appropriate to say, “Blair, darling, please put your mouth on my vagina and suck me off, after hearing your story I know that you are a very oral woman and it will come quite naturally to you!!!” When her boss seemed frozen and unable to make the move by herself, Jan took her hand and gently but firmly pressed Blair’s mouth directly into her love canal, whereupon the red hot secretary immediately had the first of several convulsive orgasms that left her drained and limp as an old wash rag!!!

Taking a tissue paper from inside her desk drawer, Blair wiped Jan’s cunt juice from her face and said awkwardly, “I-I don’t know how that happened, I’ve never done anything like that before!!!”
With her legs still wide apart and her cunt lips still obscenely gaping right in Blair’s face, Jan said softly, “I was right wasn’t I, you loved it, you can’t help yourself, you’re addicted to oral sex and there’s nothing you can do about it, that is except suck off what ever is in front of your face!!!”
“Y-you’re nuts,” Blair stammered, “I have complete control of myself, this was just a one time thing, it just happened, it was a total fluke!!!” “Really,” Jan said softly, “then look at my pussy,
if you can look directly at my pussy and not bury your face in it, then I’ll believe you!!!”

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“What on earth will that prove,” Blair replied, “I can easily stare at you and with no problem shoo you right out of the room!!!” “Okay,” Jan shot back, “look at my pussy right now, my lips are all nice an smooth and just dying to be sucked again, oh myyyyyyyyy, I’m so wet!!!” Out of the corner of her eye, Blair could see that Jan’s cunt was indeed in an extremely high state of arousal, and much to her consternation, she turned her head and began staring at the dripping organ, which was having almost a hypnotic effect on her!!! “That’s a good girl,” Jan cooed softly, “mama needs another orgasm, and you know you want to suck it, don’t you dear, that’s right, mmmmm, yes, baby come to mama, that’s a girl, take care of mama’s pussy!!!” “Shit,” Blair said to herself as her tongue snaked out and caressed Jan’s erected clit, “I don’t have any will power at all, I just hope this little slut doesn’t pull this on me everyday, otherwise we’ll never get any work done around here!!!” Her thoughts were quickly brought back to the task at hand, when Jan begged her to stick her tongue into her asshole and finish of her clit with her fingers, and dutifully, as if on automatic pilot, she slid her tongue down to Jan’s bung hole and gave her an unbelievable rim job while using her finger to frig Jan’s little clit to completion!!!

After taking about ten minutes to recuperate, Jan hopped of the desk and asked, “Will there be anything else, Mrs. Vogelson, at least until tomorrow!?!” “Uh no, that will be all,” Blair replied,
“but I guess you’re right, I am addicted, and there’s nothing I can do about it, so until tomorrow morning…….”

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Milf Lovers

These three horny single mothers just love spending time with one another. It's no surprise. These three hoes are genuine pussy eaters. Sure they love to suck cocks now and then but for a truly relaxing time they hold a hot lesbian threesome.

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2008-Mar-31 - BlackyBabe

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2008-Mar-31 - Plumming to Sex

Tags:  Plumming, sex, Mature, Charmaine One day,I was at home watching television when……

One day,I was watching television when someone called me to? fix her leaking pipe.I got to her house within ten minutes and I rang her doorbell.A lady in her twenties opened the door.She was the most beautiful lady that I had ever seen!She got a pair of sexy boobs and she was wearing a sleeveless top which showed a great amount of cleavage.She also wore a black miniskirt which was very matching to her sexy top.

Then she introduced me to herself.’Hi,I am Miss Smith or you can call me Charmaine.’After that,We proceeded to her kitchen to get her leaking pipe fixed.On the way,I was looking at her sexy boobs and cleavage,hoping that I would one day fuck her.In the kitchen,she pointed the leaking pipe to me and told me to fix it.I examined the leaking pipe for awhile before I started fixing it.While I was fixing the pipe,Charmaine brought me a glass of lemonade to cool me down.

When she handed me the glass of lemonade,I stared into her eyes,feeling very horny.She,maybe was also horny,dropped the glass of lemonade and started hugging and kissing me wildly.We then went into her bedroom and we started undressing each other.I took off her top while she took off my T-shirt.Then,I pulled down her skirt while she took off my jeans.Then,I unhooked her bra and she put her hand into my briefs and stroked my cock.Lastly,I slowly remove her thong while then we were on the bed kissing and hugging each other.

I touched her boobs and stroked her nipples while she used both of her hands to touch my cock.We continued doing that for ten minutes before we laid down on her bed and started to chat.’Wow!Charmaine,your boobs are fantastic!’I praised her.’Your cock is wonderful too!’she praised me back.For a second we stared into each other’s eyes then the next second,we were on her bed fucking again!

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2008-Mar-31 - Kitty Karsen - Big Blue Dildo

Kitty Karsen Playing With A Big Blue Dildo

Sometimes I get so flipping horny it isn’t even funny. Today was one of those days. All I could think about was sex. All day long I was thinking about sex. When I finally got home tonight, I went straight to my room and locked the door. It wasn’t long before I was half naked and digging through my dresser door my favorite dildo. Tonight’s choice was a nice, big blue dildo. It felt so good sliding into my tight pussy.

If you’re horny too, you should come play with me at my website, Kitty Karsen. There you can enjoy all my naughty pictures and steamy videos. I promise to leave you satisfied, the way my big dildo left me.

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2008-Mar-30 - Pigtail wearing beauty shows off

This is one very tall amateur babe and her titties are spectacular! But that pussy she is teasing us with hints at being very sweet. And you have got to see this hotties ass.

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2008-Mar-30 - Mama Does Daddy

“What was that noise,” Brenda whispered to Morgan after poking her best friend in the ribs to wake her up!?! “W-what time is it,” Morgan asked sleepily, “I don’t hear anything, go back to sleep!!!” “Wake up, girl,” Brenda implored once again, “I’m not sure but it sounded like someone might be in trouble!!!” Morgan rolled over onto her side, and after wiping the sleep out of her eyes commented, “Are you sure you weren’t dreaming, remember last summer when you thought there was a man with a gun hiding in your garage!?!” “Okay, okay,” Brenda replied urgently, “so I was wrong once, that doesn’t mean I didn’t hear what I heard tonight does it!?!” All right already,” Morgan replied now fully awake, “so what kind of trouble did it sound like this person was having!?!” “Well, I duuno for sure,” Brenda replied quickly, “but it sounded bad!!!”

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Morgan looked at the clock and exclaimed, “Good grief, Bren, it’s three thirty in the morning and you can’t even tell me what you think you heard, so let’s try and get some sleep, okay!?!” Brenda was just about to speak, when clear as a bell a woman’s voice

softly said, “Please, stop, I can’t take it anymore!!!” “See what I mean.” Brenda said excitedly, “it sounds like some woman’s in trouble, I just knew I heard something!!!” “Shut up, Bren,” Morgan ordered sternly, “I’m pretty sure that’s my mother talking!!!”

“Your mother,” Brenda replied in hoarse whisper, “are you nuts, why would she be in any danger!?!” “I don’t know,” Morgan replied, “but who in the heck else could it be, the only ones in the house are you, me, mom, and my dad, nobody else!?!” “You’re right,” Brenda whispered in reply, “do you think we should check it out, I mean what if she is in trouble or something!?!” “For once I think that you’re right,” Morgan replied while hopping out of bed an donning her bath robe, “are you coming with me or not!?!” “And stay here by myself,” Brenda replied with a shiver, “are you nuts, I’m right with ya, hon!!!” “Okay then, now be quiet and stay behind me,” Morgan replied while opening the door to the long hallway that connected all of the bedrooms, “let’s go!!!” Slowly the two eighteen year olds made their way down the corridor to Morgan’s folk’s bedroom, and the closer they got the louder the noise became, until when they were directly outside the door they able to hear each and every word being spoken inside!!!

“What are they saying,” Brenda hissed, “I can’t hear a thing!?!” “Well if you shut up you just might,” Morgan whispered back, as they both put their ears to othe door and heard

Beth Vincent begging her husband to stop spanking her!!! “Do you promise to be a good little girl,” Gordon Vincent asked his wife while striking her bottom with two more hard swats, “you don’t sound very convincing to me, young lady!?!” Making what sounded like real tears, Beth sobbed, “Please, daddy, I promise to be good, just don’t hit me anymore!!!” “Good grief,” Brenda whispered excitedly, “your dad’s beating the hell you your mother, what are we gonna do about it!?!” “I-I’m not sure,” Morgan replied while her mind was spinning, “it didn’t sound like dad was really mad at her, did it!?!” “You wanna take that chance,” Brenda asked hoarsely, “what if he’s tryin’ to kill her or something!?!” “Now you’re the one who’s acting crazy,” Morgan retorted, “you’ve know my dad since you were a baby and have you ever known him to hit anyone!?!”

After thinking about that one for second or two, Brenda shook her head and replied, “Okay, you got me there, but proof is proof, honey, and it sounds pretty bad to me!!!”

“Shush up,” Morgan whispered, “she’s saying something else!?!” Both girls quieted right down just in time to hear Morgan’s mother say, “If you stop spanking me I can be a very good little girl!!!” “How good,” came her father’s reply!?! “I-I could suck your thing for you,” she said in a little girls’ voice, “would you like me to put it in my mouth and suck it for you, daddy!?!” Both Morgan and Brenda gasped while they listened to Mrs. Vincent practically begging her husband to let her suck on his pecker in return for mercy, and as their hearts were pounding they continued listening in!!! “Okay,” Gordon replied, “but you have to suck it all the way, and I mean that you swallow every last drop, I don’t want a repeat of last week when you pulled it out and let it shoot all over your breasts, do you understand me, little girl!?!” “Oh yes, daddy,” she happily replied, “I understand perfectly!!!”

“Oh, Beth,” Gordon Vincent sighed, “you have a real talent there, better than anyone I’ve ever had!!!” “Even better than Cindy Wells,” Beth asked with a chuckle!?! “Well, I guess that I’d call that a dead heat,” Gordon replied quickly, “let’s just say that you’re both in the major leagues of cocksuckers!!!” Brenda nearly collapsed when she heard that last little exchange, and with a look of total confusion she whispered, “D-did you hear that, your dad acts like my mom’s given him oral sex, I just can’t believe it, and your mother knows all about it too!?!” “I don’t know what to say,” Morgan replied softly while patting her best friend on the arm, “but from the sound of it, I’ll bet your dad was doing my mom too, or at least that makes the most sense!!!” “Most sense,” Brenda snapped, “that means that they’d have been wife swapping, or worse!!!” “I know, I know,” Morgan retorted, “what do you want me to do about it, go in and ask them, or maybe we should call up your mom and ask her, that would be fun, “by the way mom, I heard Gordon and Beth Vincent mention that you sucked him off and I was just wondering if it were true!?!” “All right, already,” Brenda replied a little sadly, “I’m just a little shocked that’s all!!!” “You and me both,” Morgan replied as she put her ear back to the door!!!

The sounds of Beth’s sucking became louder and louder until Gordon moaned out loud and groaned as he filled his wife’s hot mouth with a load of nice gooey cum!!! “Now that was a good little girl,” he said with a sigh, “not one drop lost, and to just to show my appreciation I’ll give you anything you want, just name it!!!” “Well, daddy,” she replied giggling, “you know how tight my little pussy is, and it could really use a good hard fucking, so could you do that for me, daddy, could you please fuck your little girl’s pussy for her!?!” After what sounded like a little chuckle from her father, Gordon Vincent replied, “Of course I will, dear, how would you like it!?!” “Oh, daddy,” she squealed, “I’d really like to ride your big penis, could I daddy, could I ride it, please!?!” “You mean you want me to lie back and just let you climb on and let my penis slide into your little tight pussy,” he asked softly!?!” “Oh yes, daddy,” she replied, “hurry up, daddy, your little girl really needs a good hard fucking!!!”

“I think that they’re playing some kind of sex game,” Brenda whispered!!! “With a look of disdain on her face, Morgan just shook her head and replied, “No shit, Sherlock, what ever gave you that idea!?!” “I was just stating a fact, that’s all,” Brenda replied, “don’t jump down my throat will ya!?!” “Okay, okay,” Morgan shot back, “shush up now, mama’s talking again!!!” “Oh, Gordon,” Beth sighed in her normal voice, “you are so fucking good to me, ohhhhhhhhhhh you’re so fucking big, I just love riding your fucking pecker!!!” “Y-you’re still as tight as when I first married you, babe,” her father said while grinding his meat into his wife’s cunt, “I’m absolutely addicted to your pussy and ass, I just can’t seem to get enough of them!!!” “D-do yo like it when I pretend to be your little girl,” she gasped as her pussy convulsed several times in preparation of its climax!?! “You know I do,” he moaned loudly, “and I love punishing my “bad” little girl’s fat bottom!!!” “Oh, god,” she gasped, “I-I’m almost there, w-what about you, are you gonna cum!?!” “Are you nuts,” he groaned, “I’m gonna cum in buckets and fill your tight little cunt with a super load of hot jism!!!” Just hearing her husband speaking of her pussy in such a crude fashion was more than enough to send Beth over the cliff and onto the shoals of orgasm reef as her pussy spasmed out of control, gripping her husband’s penis in its vise like grip until it shuddered hard, and then released its load of firey cum deep inside of her

quaking pussy!!!

Once back in bed both girls were silent for a long time until Brenda asked softly, “Do you really think that they did my parents or it was all part of their game!?!” “I don’t know, Bren,” Morgan replied thoughtfully, “but I do know one thing, I’ve got the two hottest folks around, and you can take that to the bank!!!

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2008-Mar-30 - Movie Gallery From Hispanic Hotties

One had his cock crammed up her cunt, the other had his rod rammed up her rear. She was the meat of a stud sandwich and couldn't have been happier. When one was sliding into her, the other was sliding out, so she was held constantly in a state of the absolute, most pleasurable bliss!

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2008-Mar-30 - FluffyKitty

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2008-Mar-30 - Movie Gallery From Black Bangers

Damn some guys just do have all the luck. Roger was sitting at home, all alone, watching the football match when one of his daughter’s teen friends came over. It didn’t take him much effort to get his cock into her juicy little pussy.

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2008-Mar-25 - Movie Gallery From Mashed Pussies

Nana and I met at the park. Took her back to my place for a drink and she took her clothes off to show me her talent lol. What a talent is was! Then I showed her my good friend Jefferson hehe. She was all for it, and so were we. Nothing like 2 guys on a girl in the middle of the afternoon.

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2008-Mar-25 - My Underage Story

Tags:  underage, sex, vagina, cum As I fucked her hot cunt 5 years ago, when i as 13 i met a girl called maddison heslop. We had known each other since pre-school. (8 years) We wee best friends! one day maddison came over to my house and we did our normal thing talked about school and who we liked and one thing led to another and we began to talk about sex.

We were lying on my big double bed talking when maddison looked down. I followed her eyes. She was staring at my hard cock through my pants! She then came out and asked me “Dominic, can i touch your cock?” I was shocked. I never thought i’d ever hear her say those words. I said back to her “YES!”

I slowly pulled down my pants revealing a huge bush of pubic hair all over my cock and my balls. She reached out with her hand and touched my balls. I groaned with pleasure and pre-cum shot out of my cock. Maddison then pulled down her skirt she had on and revealed her panties which she was wearing and asked me to have a fell inside of them. I slowly pulled the panties down and saw that like me, she had a huge bush of pubic hair. I took my fingers and inserted them into her teenage cunt and finger fucked her. She loved it.

Maddison pushed me down onto my bed and went to lock the door into my room and then she came back and took off her shirt revealing her bra and her newly developing breasts. I reached out and held them in my hands. She pushed my hands away and lined her cunt up with my cock and went down on me. I moaned with pleasure. I could feel my foreskin peeling back and forwards in her hot cunt. Just then i started to whisper into Madison’s ear that i was cumming! She fucked me harder and a few seconds later i came!

Maddison took her vagina off my cock and started to move her head towards it. Maddison licked all of the hot cum off my cock. Soon after that i got hard again ad wanted to fuck her again. We fucked each other again but with me on the top this time. As I fucked her hot cunt she started to say into my ear that she was about to cum and that she wanted me to drink up all of her juices. So I removed my dick from her cunt and started to her cunt just as she came.

We both laid on my bed panting hard and then i inserted my dick into Madison’s vagina for the final time that night. We both fell asleep in each others arms.

Please send feedback to me at dominicfichera@telstra.com if you like this story and you want me to write another one!

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2008-Mar-25 - Night Terror

“Come on, people, stand away from the
door please,” the tour guide yelled to the happy, milling people.
His eye invariably fell to the cleavage of the nearby blonde in
the scant bathing suit. It was a unique costume for gliding,
very original and attractive. It had most of the males in the
cable car groaning in agony and lust.
The harsh overhead lights dimmed
momentarily, breaking the tour guide’s amazed stare. He tore his
eyes away from the blonde’s ample cleavage and looked out the
window at the approaching platform. He hoped that nobody noticed
the bulge of his cock, hard and thrusting against the material of
his pants.
“How do we know the gliders are safe?”
the blonde asked, intentionally returning his attention to her.
The tour guide swallowed twice before he could answer. As his
eyes went to the blonde, he used a steal will to keep his eyes
from going to her chest. Her companion, an equally blonde and
flawless male, smiled at the tour guide’s dilemma. He liked
seeing the reactions to Anne’s amazing figure. It made her seem
more… attractive, more desirable.
“Wa… we test them before we leave.
Each one has been tested. You will see that I will pick a glider
at random, I use no special machine. I would not jump off a 3
thousand foot cliff without a tested glider.”

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“Wonderful. Are there any rules against
having sex on the way down,” she asked in her innocent, little-
girl voice.
“Oh God,” the tour guide groaned, turning
away so he could push his cock down into his pants without being
observed. The car bumped into the platform, coming to a sudden
stop. The tour guide fell through the doors as they opened. He
waited for the crowd to exit before he grabbed one end of a foam
box. His assistant grabbed the other end and they carried the
heavy box out onto the landing. The group watched curiously as
the tour guide repositioned the box and threw open the lid.
Inside were a jumble of archaic looking torches and a jumble of
web-belts, each containing a 6″x12″ pack on the rear.
He handed the first torch and belt to the
blonde, before she had the opportunity to bend and retrieve one
herself. Her thin blouse strained to contain her breasts,
bending could bring forth and explosion of female flesh. The
tour guide couldn’t stand such a sight He was already horny as
hell and there was no prospect of having his hard cock taken care
of in the middle of the night, on top of a mountain.
“Oh look,” a cute black-haired woman
said, pointing down the slope toward Aspen far below. “Why are
the lights shimmering?”
“The air currents,” the tour guide said,
handing her a torch and belt. Her hand sagged under the weight
of the belt.
“How can something so heavy, be lighter
than air?” she asked, looking at her companion.
“It’s the electronics,” her companion
said in disdain. He was obviously a CEO type, slightly balding
and looking for a thrill. Gliding was the next step up from
bungie jumping.
“Technically, it’s not lighter than air,”
the tour guide said, thrusting belts and torches into the hands
around him. “It’s slightly heavier. That’s why it’s called a
glider. You still fall, but at a dramatically slower rate.”
“I feel like the statue of liberty,” a
young gay man said, posing dramatically with a torch in his
hand.

“On guard,” his companion said, striking
a fencing pose. They pretended to fence, clanging their torches
together, to the complete horror of the tour guide. He hurried
forward and slapped down their torches.
“Please, those are very special devices
and they cost a fortune. Treat them with respect.”
“I’m an olympic athlete,” the second gay
man said, holding his torch aloft and pretending to run in place.
The tour guide whined in frustration. Sometimes he wished he
could bitch-slap a few of the assholes in these groups. On the
other hand, he thought as he watched the black haired woman reach
down to adjust her socks. The bulge of her perfect ass, and
rounded pubes in her black form-fitting tights was bordering on
illegal. He could think of many things he would like to slap on
her, but not with his hand.
“Why do we have these?” A portly man in a
black windbreaker asked, bouncing the torch in his hand.
“We are called Liberty Gliding Tours, so
it’s made to look like a replica of the statue of liberty torch,”
the tour guide explained. “But it is much, much more than a
simple light source. True, it’s made to provide the most
pleasant light, very conducive to night gliding, but it is also a
recording device, to record your Aspen vacation, and a GPS
tracking device in case any of you try to escape with our
valuable equipment or, God forbid, in case one of you goes down.
There is also a tracking device in the belt.”
“I’m going down,” the buxom blonde said,
pretending to whisper. She elicited several giggles from the men
around her.
“Now, everyone turn on your gliders and
step forward, two at a time,” he said, clapping his hands. There
was actually a steep slope below them, not a cliff. If the belt
failed, they may be cut and bruised, but not killed.
“Nobody leaps until I say so,” he said in
a serious voice.
“How do we control them?” the black
haired girl asked nervously. She stepped so close that her hair
brushed his nose. It smelled like watermelons. He had a perfect
view of her rounded breasts, as she bent forward to play with the
pack resting against her cute ass. The guide had to resist the
urge to touch them. She looked up into his startled face.

“I was just getting to that. Do all of
you see that little disk on your belt, the one on your left side
in a pouch?”
“This one?” the black haired girl asked,
lifting a half dollar sized disk on a wire.
“That’s it. The controls are as simple
as they can get. Hold that disk in the palm of your right hand.
Hold it over your shoulder a little… yes, perfect,” he said,
looking around the group with their hands held in the air.
“First squeeze the disk to set it to the
position most comfortable for you, then move your hand, and the
disk inside, left or right, to go left or right, up or down to go
up or down. It’s that simple. With practice you can do tricks
such as rolls, somersaults, or spins.”
“Waycool,” the blonde said, doing a
little dance with the torch and disk held in the air.
“You two first,” he indicated the blonde
and her partner. He was getting tired of her teasing, and her
partner’s smug smiles. Step up to the platform,” he said,
turning them slightly to make sure each had a red light showing
on their packs.
“Ok, raise your disk hands, squeeze, and
step off.”
“Oh God,” the blonde said and stepped
off. Her long, nearly naked body glistened in the torch light as
it gently glided off the platform, dropping slightly at first,
then gently gliding down the hill. Their movements were jerky,
at first, until they grew used to the controls. They heard a
piercing streak, then laughter. Looking down the hill the tour
guide saw the torch rolling over and over as the two blondes did
somersaults in the air.
“That’s so dangerous,” the tour guide
said under his breath.

“Doing somersaults is dangerous?” the
black haired girl asked, stepping up to the edge of the
platform.
“No, doing them so close to the ground is
dangerous. If you people get the urge for aerobatics, do them
with more altitude. You have hours to descend, if you like, you
don’t have to skim the slopes like they are.”
The black haired girl and her partner
stepped off. Next were two boys in their late teens. They gave
each other an evil smile as they turned off their torches and
leaped into the darkness. The tour guide new they planned on
terrorizing the other gliders. Good, it would add to the
excitement.
“Next,” he waved the gay men forward.
“Have you ever glided alone and naked,”
the first gay man asked the tour guide in an intimate manner.
“Naked, yes, alone, certainly not,” he
said, giving them a little push. They laughed and jeered as they
disappeared into the darkness. Their torches cast a glow over
the slope as they descended. Each torch made a pleasant island
of light, in a vast sea of darkness.
“My God, that’s so beautiful,” a red
haired woman said. She was last, and alone. It was funny, he
couldn’t remember her arriving with the rest. Of course he had
not been giving his group his full attention.
The tour guide had his own belt for this
very reason, in case there was an extra unpaired tourist.
Everyone on the tour was required to fly in pairs.
“I know, it’s magnificent. I love this
job,” the tour guide said gently.

“It’s very romantic,” the girl said.
“It is,” the tour guide agreed while
strapping on his belt and checking the red light on the pack,
before he spun the belt around into the proper position. He
checked hers, then looked at her expectantly.
“Why don’t they simply double over and
hang by their belts,” she asked nervously.
“A power field, similar to an invisible
board, will spring up at your back the minute you step off. It
adheres to your body while the belt is activated, until your body
makes contact with the ground. You’re nervous, aren’t you?” he
asked shyly. She nodded with a quick smile.
“Your belt is on. Simply raise your hand
and step off… when you are ready. Look, there goes my
assistant in the cable car, now you have to jump, there’s no
other way down.”
“Now or never,” she said, leaping into
the darkness. The tour guide stepped off with his hand raised.
He dropped it slightly, speeding up to join his partner as she
rushed down the hill.
“What if I lower my hand too much and
plow into the ground?” she asked as the wind whipped her hair
into her face.
“It can’t, there is a fail safe mechanism
built into the belt. You could descend entirely under the
control of the belt. It won’t allow you to touch the ground
until you reach the beacon at base camp. Slow down,” he yelled
into the rushing air.
“How?”

“Lift your hand,” he said patiently. She
did and slowed almost immediately. With a sigh of relief the
tour guide slowed as well. The wind had been cold. Now that
they traveled slowly, the warm night air warmed him again
quickly. He turned his torch down and shined it on the passing
ground. Trees and bushes drifted by in dim light of the torch.
It reminded him of how the bottom of a shallow lake looked, while
drifting by in a boat.
The torch automatically intensified when
the ground dipped slightly, like a search light piercing the
darkness. A cricket squeaked in the night, first growing louder,
then falling behind them as they glided past. Fireflies blinked
in a large clearing below. The cable car passed 100 yards away,
descending quickly and passing out of sight between two small
hills.
“My God, this is so beautiful?” the girl
gasped again. Look there’s another city,” she pointed to the
east.
“From the very top of the mountain you
can see seven major cities,” the tour guide nodded. He suddenly
noticed how the torch seemed to light the different angles of her
face, giving her a classic, unreal beauty. Her dark red hair
seemed to have a life of it’s own. Like a medusa, her hair
spread around her in tiny, beautiful red tentacles, ever-moving
and ever-seeking, perhaps a new victim or lover.
“I can’t even see the other’s,” the red
haired woman said shyly. “We’re all alone.”
“It’s a large mountain and we are but
small mortals,” he said, pretending to quote some famous
author.
“Are you a member of the mile-high club,”
she asked unexpectedly.
“Is that a proposition?”
“And if it was?”

“I would be honored,” he said, altering
his descent to draw closer to her.
“Hand me your torch,” he said, extending
his hand.
“Why?”
“Unlike the others, I know how to turn
off the recording devices,” he said with an evil laugh.
“You mean those first two blondes…” she
stopped, giggling to herself.
“Every little bump and grind will be
recorded,” he said, giving the base of her torch a deaf twist.
He handed the torch back and did the same to his own.
“They should make a wonderful movie.
Now, we are truly alone,” he said, gliding closer until they
touched. He inhaled deeply of her unique perfume. It was
enticing, irresistible. She suddenly looked VERY desirable. In
fact she just might be the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
Her green eyes seemed to grow larger as he looked into them. He
believed that her hair even glowed brightly, but he refused to
take his eyes off hers. In a moment her hands sought his
body.
“There’s a mesh bag in your backpack to
hold clothing,” he whispered. She reached back and found his
first. It was attached to his belt by a strong cord.
In a moment they were both naked. Cold,
in the chilled evening air, the guide was happy to make contact
with the redhead. She was warm and soft against his skin. She
seemed to melt into every curve and bump as if they were made for
each other. He ran his left hand over her soft, ample breasts.
His breath came faster as he ran his hand down to her soft
pliable ass cheek and held it in a firm grasp. His lips met
her’s, her tongue snaked into his mouth, searching as if it had a
life of it’s own.

The guide felt himself getting hot,
hotter than he could ever remember getting with previous women.
This girl was different, like the first time he’d ever made love
to a woman, only stronger. He was shaking like a school boy.

His hand snaked into the crack of her
ass. His tongue explored her mouth, while his fingers explored
her ass.
Spinning slowly as they drifted down the
mountain, with their right hands intertwined and held above their
heads like dancers, with the disks contained inside, they kissed
and withered in the air as they passed slowly over trees,
streams, and meadows.
The guide released the redhead’s hand and
sank down her body until he faced her soft breasts. With a
gentle touch and soft lips he kissed and explored her breasts
until she shivered beneath his touch. She was breathing rapidly,
out of control. She suddenly dropped her hand to grab his face,
and was pulled out of his arms.
“Release the disk,” he called as she
fell. “The belt will fly itself,” he whispered, dropping his own
hand so he could join her. They both slid the disks into their
pouches and held on to each other, exploring, kissing, shivering
under the lips of the other. In a moment they went into the 69
position. The tour guide nuzzled her soft, swollen pedals of
flesh. She smelled sweet and delicious. His eager lips sucked
her pussy lips into his mouth. He pulled on the flesh of her
pussy, then sought out her clit and sucked briefly. His tongue
suddenly slid in and out of her warm envelope of flesh.
She gasped and withered beneath him. He
felt his cock enter her hot lips and slide completely inside.
The guide had a firm 6 and 1/2 inches of cock, it was enough, if
not enormous, but he had never seen anybody take his entire
length into their mouth right up to his balls, until now. It
felt heavenly. Her nose was pressed against his balls. Her
throat muscles worked over the length of his cock, milking it
even though her mouth never move.
The guide’s mouth sucked her clit. His
teeth pulled and released it, then he sucked harshly, while his
nose sank into her dark, sweet vulva. Her juices coated his face
and nose. He worked his face farther into her pussy. She was
hot on his face. He felt as if her pussy would engulf him,
swallow his face first, then the rest of his body like a snake
eating a frog.
Her soft thighs bent forward and he found
his head clamped between her legs. His hands sought and clamped
onto her firm ass. He ate her savagely, wanting to make her feel
as wonderful as he felt. He could feel the fire building in his
loins. He would cum in her mouth, while she came against his
face. He wanted to sink his cock into those hot, wet, pussy
lips, but there was plenty of time, all night if they liked.
“Oh, uh, uh, unh,” she groaned,
withdrawing her mouth so only the head of his cock filled her
lips. She groaned even louder, her cries beginning to echo off
the rocks and trees below. Her lips sucked the head of his cock
automatically, while she concentrated on the pleasure spreading
between her own soft thighs. The tour guide was good, very
experienced.

With his face tightly clamped between her
legs she humped her hot sex against his face, while he lapped her
pussy with long, hard strokes of his tongue. She withered,
crying ever-louder. Suddenly she stiffened and screamed,
clamping his head in a death-grip, she shuddered and pumped her
pussy against his face. The guide wanted to pull his cock out of
her mouth before she bit him, but she refused to release it.

He stopped trying when it was evident
that her orgasm was lessening. In a moment she lay limp in his
arms, breathing harshly around his cock.
The guide held completely still, with his
mouth held over her wet pussy, unmoving other than a gentle
sucking motion. In a moment her legs opened, as if by magic.
Holding onto his waist, she turned and faced him, then kissed him
passionately, even though her juice still coated his face. She
smiled and licked his face clean, while he squirmed in
discomfort.
“I want to fuck you hard,” he whispered.
Somehow she looked even more beautiful in her disheveled state
with her hair going in all directions, her breath heaving in her
chest. He was just inches from her face, her hard, pointed
nipples pocked against his chest. Her warm skin seemed to give
him comfort, and a sensual pleasure.
“Let’s make love now,” he gasped, before
kissing her again. She responded eagerly, then pulled away. A
shadow crossed her face. He wondered if he had said something
wrong, but a sudden smile lit her face again, before she kissed
him and turned and turned to slid down until she hung between his
feet. She held each of his feet in her hands. She pulled until
her crotch met his. He quickly positioned his cock downward and
entered her dripping wet pussy. One of her legs was in his face.
He hugged it tightly against his chest. The other was behind his
back. From this position his cock seemed huge inside her. It
sank between her hot, wet lips slowly, gently, endlessly.
Eventually her pelvis was pressed tightly against his own. She
held onto his legs and began pulling herself against him. He
moaned in pleasure as his long cock sank up to the hilt, filling
her abdomen with hot meat. The intense heat of her pussy had him
throbbing, straining to grow inside her. He wanted to fill her
to her stomach.
She pulled her pussy into his hard,
throbbing cock, while he held onto her foot and slowly sucked her
toes into his mouth. With his loins growing hotter, he
mindlessly felt her pussy grasping and releasing his cock, as it
slid in and out. Brutally, hurting both her and him, she pounded
her pelvis into his. The wet slap of meat echoed loudly off the
passing scenery. The guide felt like he was entering the kingdom
of heaven. He had never felt so complete, so sexy and brutal.
He was changing, growing, becoming more than just himself. He
now knew what it meant to make love, and he was making love, not
having mere sex. Sex itself was puny and insubstantial, as
insignificant as taking a piss. This was more, this was
love.
They made love harshly, madly, mindlessly
as they gently glided down the mountain. The tour guide new he
would remember that night forever. This woman had spoiled him
for any other woman on earth. There was no other woman on earth
for him, she was the only one. He felt as if his very soul was
being sucked into her body through his cock. He could feel
himself melting into her. He could feel her heat intensifying.
In a moment the heat became uncomfortable, then intolerable.
Where he felt he never wanted to be separated from he before, he
now tried in vain to pull himself loose. Even as his seed filled
her vagina, he struggled to pull free, all in vain.
The tour guide suddenly screamed as the
heat seared his flesh. He tried to push the woman away, but they
seemed to be glued together. He could smell his flesh cooking.
Agony ripped through his body. In a moment the heat of her body
melted through her web belt and she fell a dozen feet to the
ground. She landed on her feet like a cat, naked and glorious.
Like a lion, she shook her hair back and sniffed the air. She
looked up at the screaming, burning man and a frown darkened her
face.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, then ran off
into the forrest.

“One by one the tourists glided into base
camp. The last two, the tour guide and an unknown woman, were
drifting slowly toward camp, in no great hurry. Later they
appeared to drift far apart, drifting gently perhaps under
automatic control. An hour later the woman’s burned, empty belt
approached the base camp and dropped to the ground. Fourteen
minutes later, the tour guide drifted in. His body was blackened
and lifeless. women screamed, men turned away in horror. A
search and investigation began immediately. Since both belts
were burned, technicians immediately checked the belts for a
malfunction, only to find they were functioning perfectly.
The coroner was tempted to rule the death
as spontaneous human combustion, but chose to make the official
cause of death, “by unknown causes.” An intensive search for the
woman’s body began. She was never found. Months passed and the
search was called off. Stories of ghosts, meteorites, and
terrorists circulated, but nothing was ever found. It was one of
the 21st century’s greatest mysteries.

Lars Paterson rubbed his hands together
in front of his fireplace. He looked at the empty wood box and
sighed. It was cold outside. He hated to make another trip to
the wood pile, but it was necessary. The snow looked beautiful,
gliding past his front windows, but it was cold.
He bundled up and opened his front door.
To his amazement, he saw a beautiful red-haired woman standing in
front of his door, looking down at his welcome mat, rubbing it
with a bare foot. She was stark naked, leaning against the door
sill. She seemed to be exhausted although not cold. She should
have been freezing. But the only thought which entered Lars’
mind was that she was alone and naked. He gasped and stepped
back, then ran forward and pulled her inside.
“My God, you must be freezing,” he said
as he grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her.
She flinched away from him at his words,
but eagerly welcomed the blanket. “No, but I’m hungry and tired.
Can I stay?” she begged with big green eyes that seemed to grow
as he looked into them.
“Sure, sure, stay as long as you like,”
he gasped, holding the blanket around her naked body.
“Where did you come from?” he gasped,
noticing her enticing perfume.

“I’ve been through hell,” she said with a
dark, serious look. She slowly turned away. A brief wicked
smile which lit her face. Her eyes glowed briefly. She licked
her lips, then turned to face him. “Pure hell,” she said again,
before pulling him into a kiss.

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2008-Mar-20 - Childhood Friends

My parents owned a house that sat on 3 acres of land, in a rural part of
Illinois. Bordering our house were several neighbors. To the immediate right were more
houses, like my parents, whose yards were on 3 to 4 acres of land. To the immediate left
were a multitude of homes whose backyards ended at our gate. Our next door neighbor to the
right had a son that was one year older than I, Tommy Black. I had such a crush on him. Of
course, he saw me as the next door neighbor brat. He dated only the popular girls in High
School, which I was excluded from.

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After returning from my first year in college, I accidentally bumped into Tommy coming
out of the local dime store. We immediately recognized each other, and started to laugh.
The scrawny little girl, me I suppose, had blossomed into a beautiful rose. As we sat in
front of the local dime store, we shared memories that were never the million miles apart
I had always presumed.

When I was in high school, I really felt like the ugly duckling of my class. I was
scrawny with a, personally perceived, flat chest. I didn’t like what I saw in the
mirror. Tommy remembered a shy beautiful girl, not the ugly duckling, that he did not know
how to approach.

Tommy invited me back to his house, which is next to my parents house. Being invited up
to his bedroom brought back so many old fantasies. I had once asked him to teach me how to
throw a snowball (though I had already known) just to be close to him. To have the
opportunity to maybe touch him, though I had always wanted to do more.

As we climbed the stairs to his bedroom, my panties became very moist. I started
thinking about all the possibilities. Maybe I could claim the fantasy and have my
childhood crush. Someone once told me that all dreams come true, it just takes time! His
room hadn’t changed much. I had seen it once before, after he had taught me how to
throw a snowball, he invited me upstairs, to this same room, to listen to records. I sat
on his floor as he selected popular rock songs, and he talked non-stop about his new red
mustang. As he was talking, all I could think of was reaching into his pants and taking
his penis. I wanted to place his soft penis into my mouth and suck him into hardness,
eventually swallowing his sweet juices.

But in rural Illinois, nice girls did not do such things. So those many years ago, I
sat lady like on his bedroom floor and listened to his chatter, making no moves.

As we reached his bedroom, I surveyed his room. I was no longer a resident of rural
Illinois and I had long since broken the nice girl image. Instead of sitting on the floor,
I sat on his bed testing his mattress and calculating my next move. Tommy must have seen
the sparkle of mischief in my eyes, as he sat next to me on the bed. He asked if I
remembered the last time I was in his room. Oh yes, I sure did. But instead of just
sitting there, I took his comment as a signal for my next move. I shifted myself to the
floor, kneeling next to him. I looked up at him expectantly as I unzipped his pants. The
look of shear surprise was worth a picture if I had a camera. I moved his penis from its
safe cave in his pants and placed it in my mouth. I felt his penis grow from a soft ball
to hard stiff shaft. As I sucked on his penis, my childhood fantasy, he reached down and
drew my firm breasts from inside my bra. I sucked on the tip of his penis and tasted a few
drops of his saltiness. He pulled me up to him, and I stood in front of him. “Do you
know I wanted to do that to you for years?” “Why didn’t you?”, he
responded. Then he smiled, knowingly, finishing his own thoughts, “cause you would
have been known as a whore!”.

As he watched, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and removed my shorts. I unhooked my bra,
slowly removing it displaying my firm tits. He reached out and pulled me toward him. My
panties were dripping with anticipated wetness. He had taken off his shirt and pants,
laying naked on his bed. I moved to join him, as I straddled his hard cock. I teased him
as I nestled his cock between my thighs, but didn’t insert it. I lowered my mouth to
his breasts and sucked them to hardness.

I moved my mouth to his mouth, first taking his tongue and chewing gently. I allowed
his tongue to penetrate mine deeply, moving the tongues in and out. “Do you want
in?”, I asked teasingly. “Yes, please..”, he responded. “Then you have
to beg…”, as I rotated my hips. I allowed him to insert just a little bit, then I
pulled him out. I wanted him to beg. I had waited a long time to live out my fantasy, I
wanted to prolong the experience. He again took my breasts into his mouth, and he sucked
on each one. I moved his mouth back to mine, as I sat on his cock allowing him to
penetrate me deeply. I held him there for a moment, savoring his hardness. Then I slowly
rode him like a horse. I moved my pelvic up and down, causing him to move rhythmically in
and out. I reached behind my back and massaged his balls, as I continued to ride his hard
cock.

He reached up and stroked my breasts to tenderness, squeezing my nipples. I wanted to
cum, but I wanted to cum with him. I felt him tense, ready to unload, as I allowed myself
to cum. He held onto me as we rode the spasm of love.

Afterwards, we held each other and continued to reminisce. We were so engrossed with
our reminiscing, we didn’t realize that someone had opened his bedroom door. To our
mutual amazement, our mother’s were standing on the threshold. Both of them had their
hands on their hips, shaking their heads. We looked at each other with mutual hilarity.
Our mother’s had done everything to prevent that one moment. They had always known
that one day, Tommy and I would be lovers. They had hoped that we would be married or at
least engaged before we stepped into the boundaries of sex.

Tommy changed schools after that year, to be closer to me. Although throughout my high
school years, my dreams didn’t come true. But during college, everything I wished for
materialized…. What the difference time can make!

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