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The Perfect Weekend

By: Boomerpw



I had always had a fairly low sex drive. Once or twice enough was plenty for me. I attribute it more to hormones than to upbringing. I just didn't need it that often, and certainly wasn't into anything wild or kinky. But that all changed in the summer of my 41st year. I'm not sure why--probably some kind of hormonal change--but I found myself getting hornier and hornier as the summer went on.

I remember one particularly hot weekend. It all started Friday morning when, for some reason, I woke up with thoughts of sex on my mind. I'm not sure why; it could have been a dream, or maybe it was just because I'd gone a couple weeks without it.

After crawling out of bed, I lingered in the shower, savoring the warm water caressing my nipples. I aimed the stream lower, enjoying the sweet sensation of the droplets tingling the sweet spot between my thighs.

I'm usually a jeans-and-t-shirt kind of gal, especially on Fridays, but today I wanted to do something different. I slipped into a black skirt that I hardly ever wear, and topped it with a maroon sweater. The low cut on the sweater is not something I would normally wear to work, but today I was feeling a little frisky. I looked at myself in the mirror and even leaned over to admire the way the sweater showed off my full breasts. I realized that I'd better not bend over too far at work!

I dug into my drawer to look for the torture device known as pantyhose. I was disappointed to discover that he only black pair I owned had developed a run. I really wanted to wear sexy black hose, but was forced to settle for a regular pair. Digging through the drawer, I happened upon a pair of black thigh-highs that my husband had given me the previous Christmas, still in the original package. I looked at the package as I lifted it out of the drawer. Was I daring enough to wear something this sexy to work? Figuring that it couldn't hurt just to try them on, I pulled the stockings out of the package and slipped them on. They felt incredible! Much more comfortable (and sexier) than those damned pantyhose! I checked myself out in the mirror, and it occurred to me that the only one who would know I was wearing them was me. They looked just like a pair of regular hose, but the feeling of walking around with bare thighs was incredible!

As I drove into work, I kept squirming in my seat. My dress, while still rather conservative, was much more risqué than anything I had ever worn before. When I got to work I was a bit embarrassed by the looks from my coworkers, but I had to admit the leers turned me on even more. Hidden away in my office, I tried to get some work done even though my mind filled with delicious thoughts of what was to come.

My husband, John, gets home in mid-afternoon, and just after 3:00 I sent him an e-mail:

"Care to spend some time together tonight? You should see how I'm dressed. I look great"

His reply came back a few minutes later: "I'd love to spend some time together. I think you always look great, but what are you wearing?"

"The maroon sweater that shows off my, ahem, assets, that little black skirt, black thigh-highs, black bra and panties."

"I'll bet you look hot! Can't wait for you to get home!"

I made a trip to the ladies room before sending him my reply: "Oops. I lost the panties!"

The thought and feeling of being naked under my skirt sent my mind went into overdrive. I loved the sensation of my bare thighs rubbing together, and my mind filled with racy thoughts of what my husband would do with those thighs when I got home! Somehow I battled through those thoughts and finished up work before heading home.

John had already started dinner when I got home.

"My God, you look hot!" John said when I got home.

"I told you." He had already started dinner, so I jumped right in began making a salad. As I sliced cucumber on the sink, John came up behind me and gave me a hug. He slipped his hands under my skirt and cupped my bare ass.

"You really aren't wearing panties," he said. He caressed my bottom for a moment before sliding his hands around to my front. John brushed his fingers through my wispy fuzz before applying pressure to my sweet spot. I felt his stiffness rubbing up against my backside. I thought I would have an orgasm right there! "Now now," I said, lifting his hands out from under my skirt. "Dinner first."

I went to work setting the table, making sure that I bent over often to give John a glimpse of my ample breasts. I lit candles, and we sat down to a nice, romantic dinner. John seemed a bit preoccupied during the meal (frankly I was too!), so we made quick work out of the chicken, asparagus and tossed salad. We finished with a glass of wine, and started clearing the table, but my honey was overcome with lust. He gently pushed me up against the table and lifted my skirt, exposing my bare ass.

"Your ass looks so hot," he whispered in my ear.

I could hear him unzipping his pants, and before I knew it, something warm and hard was pushing up against my ass. He bent me over and slowly guided his stiff cock toward my pussy. The salacious thoughts running through my head all day had kept me very wet, so he had no trouble sliding his cock deep into my drenched pussy. The feeling was wonderful! Bent over, leaning on the table, John thrust quickly in and out of my warm pussy. He reached around with both hands and grabbed my breasts, giving my stiff nipples a firm squeeze. His thrusts quickened and his breath deepened as he groaned to a rousing orgasm. He reached one hand down to my pussy and fingered my throbbing clit. A couple of flicks later, and I too quivered to a deep, sweet orgasm. I turned and collapsed in his arms. He held me for several minutes and covered my face and neck with sweet kisses before we disengaged and finished clearing the table.

Our Friday after dinner routine involves watching a pay-per-view movie, so I headed for the bedroom to change into my pajamas. But once I got a look at myself in the mirror, I changed my mind. I was still horny! I took off my sweater and skirt, and retrieved my panties from my purse. I joined John on the couch dressed this way: black bra and panties and black thigh highs.

"My God, you look incredible," he said as I slid in next to him on the couch.

We picked out a movie and spread a blanket over our laps. As the movie played, I reached over and stroked him through his jeans. He returned the favor, reaching one hand out to caress my still-wet pussy through the fabric of my panties, while the other hand gently stroked my breasts. This mutual fondling had us both hot within minutes, and we totally lost track of the movie plot. I unzipped his jeans and slid them and his briefs off, allowing his stiff cock to spring free. I stood and slipped my panties off and climbed on top of him. I lowered myself over his delicious dick, savoring the sensation of him filling me once again. I reached behind and unhooked the clasps on my bra, allowing my breasts to swing freely in front of his face. John put his lips over one nipple, and gently danced across the other with his fingertips. The sensation drove me wild! With his cock filling my pussy, I ground down against him to apply pressure to my clit. With his tongue eagerly flicking across one nipple, and his fingers working doing their magic on the other, I cried out in another ecstatic orgasm. My screams of pleasure brought him over the edge as well. He thrust deeply up toward me, and I watched his face contort in pleasure as he shuddered to another orgasm.

I stayed on top of him for several minutes, with his arms wrapped around me. By then, both of us were exhausted, so we traipsed off to bed.

I slept very soundly (sex will do that!). When I awoke the next day, John was still quietly snoring beside me. I pulled down the covers and gave his body a longing glance. I could see his morning hard-on poking through his briefs, and decided to have some fun. I grabbed the elastic on his shorts and pulled them down, letting his stiff cock pop out. I held his warm dick in my hand for a few moments before slowly sliding my fingers up and down his shaft. I concentrated on the smooth skin on the bottom side of the shaft, the sensitive area between the head and the balls. John moaned softly in his sleep, and I bent over and ran my tongue up and down his cock. I slid my tongue over his balls, making them good and wet. I pulled each of his balls in my mouth before sliding my lips back over his shaft and engulfing his cock in my mouth. I rode slowly up and down his hard dick, pressing firmly but gently with my lips. This finally woke John up.

"Uh, honey?" he asked in that sexy sleepy voice. "What are you doing?"

I lifted my head from his cock, but continued to stroke his wet shaft with my fingers. "Just saying good morning!"

"Well, if this is any indication, I'd say it's gonna be a great day!"

His moans grew louder and his hips began to gyrate. I lifted my hand from his cock. "That's enough," I said.

"Hey, you can't stop now!"

"Oh yes I can. I just wanted to get you ready for later today." Before he had time to argue, I raced for the shower. 

It promised to be warm day, so after the shower I dressed lightly before running errands and getting some housework done. I pulled a bra out of my drawer, but thought better of it and tossed it back in. I then lifted a tight t-shirt out of the drawer and pulled it on along with a pair of skin-tight cutoffs. I have rather large breasts (36D), so I don't usually go braless, but I wanted to continue to tease my hubby.

"You look nice," he said as I stepped out of the bedroom. His eyes were glued to my stiff nipples poking through the white t-shirt. He reached up a hand to give me a squeeze, but I batted it down.

"Ah ah ah," I said. "I have things I need to get done today. But I want you thinking of me for later."

"I don't know what's gotten into you honey," he said with a smile. "But I like it."

"I know what's gotten into me," I said, reaching out a hand to give his cock a little squeeze. "And I want it getting into me again."

I headed out to run some errands, and came back to finish up the housework. John couldn't take his eyes off my breasts all day. I occasionally rubbed my boobs against him, and tickled his cock a few times to make sure he knew what was in store for him later. I wrapped up the housework and we had a simple dinner before settling down on the couch for a movie. At first, I figured we'd finish watching last night's selection, but as I clicked through the channel guide, I paused on one of the adult channels. "'Naked Nymphets', huh?" I said. "Sound interesting?"

"Honey, I don't think that's your kind of movie."

True, I had always objected to pornography, but as I read the description for 'Naked Nymphets', it occurred to me that I'd never actually watched a porn flick. One of the girls at work had mentioned that she and her husband watched adult films sometimes, and she said that most of the stuff shown on the adult cable channels was soft-porn--supposedly geared more toward women, with less graphic sex. "I'd be willing to watch."

"OK, if you're sure."

"If I don't like it, we can change the channel." I went through the ordering process, and the opening theme of 'Naked Nymphets' flooded through the speakers. True to its title, within the first few minutes the screen filled with nymphets--and they really were naked. The movie didn't have much of a plot, and the acting was terrible. The sex was all simulated, so I didn't find it all that objectionable. In fact, some scenes were quite erotic. I looked over at John, and the look on his face (and the bulge in his pants) told me that he was enjoying 'Naked Nymphets'. Personally, I'd had my fill of naked female flesh; I found the bulge in John's pants much more intriguing. I got down on my knees and slid his pants and briefs off. His rock-hard cock told me that he was indeed enjoying the on-screen antics, but I wanted to let him know where his pleasure was really coming from. I encircled his dick with two fingers, sliding them up and down his shaft. I followed with my tongue, up one side of his beautiful cock and down the other. I rode my lips back to the head, licked the tasty pre-cum, and slid my mouth down over his cock. I looked up at my husband, and he was still entranced by the naked nymphets on the screen. "Fine," I thought. "You can show your tight young bodies to my husband, but I'm the one who reaps the reward." My lips on his cock, I slid up and down, slowly at first but gradually increased the speed. John moaned and started slowly pushing his hips upward. I let go of his cock long enough to lift my t-shirt and let my breasts spring free. As John enjoyed the firm, young tits on screen, I squeezed his wet cock between my breasts. I slid my tits down his dick until it reached my lips, then covered it again with my mouth. I looked up again and we made eye contact. The look on his face as I sucked his cock was priceless. His moans intensified, his hips thrust faster and faster to meet my lips. He grabbed my head and pushed it down just as he filled my mouth with his warm, sticky juice.

John collapsed back on the couch, but I wasn't done with him yet! I slipped my panties off and sat on couch with my feet up on the ottoman. "Fuck me with your tongue, baby," I said. He got down on his knees between my legs and tickled my lips with his tongue. He then plunged all the way into my slick pussy, lapping up my juices. His tongue felt wonderful, deep inside my pussy, like a warm, wet, squirming cock. He pulled his tongue out and put it to work on my clit, flicking across it and sucking it between his lips. I moved my hips up and down to match the motion of his tongue on my clit. He slid a finger inside my pussy, and that almost sent me over the edge. I licked my fingers to make them wet, than started pulling and twisting on my nipples while my husband sucked on my clit. I looked up at the TV and discovered that one of the Naked Nymphets was receiving the same oral pleasure that I was. This scene was incredibly erotic; my husband's face buried in my pussy while I watched a young nymph squirming in ecstasy. I grabbed John's head and pushed his face hard into my pussy as I rocked to an explosive orgasm. Two delightful aftershocks followed.

I thought for sure we were spent after that, but I woke Sunday morning hornier than ever. After breakfast, I dug into my drawer full of goodies and donned my little "sex slave" outfit--leather bra and skirt and a chained collar.

"You're insatiable!" John said when he got a look at me in my submissive outfit.

"I am yours to do with as you please," I said.

He blindfolded me and laid me down on the bed, tying my arms and legs to the bedposts. The next thing I felt was his hot, hard cock sliding up and down my body. He held his dick up to my cheek then pushed it between my lips. He slid lower, unhooking by leather bra so he could tease my nipples with the head of his dick. He slid even lower, lifting my skirt before plunging his cock into my pussy. He pushed in and out a few times before pulling out and making a juicy trail back up to my mouth. John slid his cock between my lips, making me lick my own juices. He untied me and set me on all fours on the bed. Standing next to the bed, he entered me from behind, shoving his cock in my pussy to the hilt. He began pumping faster and faster, his hands grabbing my ass for support. I was going wild with desire. He pumped so fast that at one point his cock slipped out and nudged up against my asshole.

"Shove it in!" I screamed.

"I wi--"

"In my ass!"

"What?"

I had always shown reluctance toward anal sex, but at that moment I was so turned on I would have done anything. "Shove it up my ass!"

"You want me to--"

"Fuck me in the ass!"

John grabbed the head of his cock and pressed it up against my asshole. With my juices covering his dick, he managed to slide the tip in before he ran into resistance. "It's very tight," he said.

"I know! Push harder! I want your cock all the way in my ass!"

He grabbed my hips and pushed harder, and his cock slowly slid all the way in. I felt like it was going to rip me in two.

"Oh God!" I cried. "Your cock is ripping me apart!" At first it felt a little uncomfortable, but I began to warm to the feeling of his cock filling my ass. John slid in and out slowly at first, then managed to pick up speed. I could feel his balls slapping against my pussy. I reached a hand under me and fingered my clit while he pumped my ass. It was an incredibly intense feeling. "How's it feel, baby?" I cooed.

"Tight," he said through clenched teeth. "Your ass is very tight. I'm going to cum!"

"Yes! Cum for me baby. Fill my ass with your hot juice!" John let out a loud moaned and shook as he came. I could feel his hot cum in my ass, and with my own finger on my clit I exploded into delicious orgasm.

I collapsed on the bed, exhausted. John plopped down beside me. Over the past forty-eight hours, every orifice on my body had been fucked. I could barely move. But my mind was already making plans for the next weekend.

The Perfect Weekend



“Hey babe! Can you guess what I'm doing?” Her velvet voice drifted through the telephone. Darin blinked. He’d not expected that kind of opening. Usually Anna chattered happily on the phone for hours, without ever coming to the point. This directness was quite unexpected from her. With a mental shrug, Darin decided to play along. 

“Thinking of me?” he replied. He was rewarded with a soft laugh from the others side of the line. “I'm having a bath.” The statement was confirmed by the splashing of water in the background. “But I'm all lonely…”

“Ha! So you are thinking of me!” 

“Oh yeah baby, always… but tonight I want you to do something for me.” 

“Anything you want babe, your loverboy is at your command!” 

“Can you come over tonight?” 

Darin thought quickly. He could always tape his favourite show, and besides, what was TV compared to spending a night with his girlfriend? 

“Sure gorgeous. When do you want me?” 

“As soon as possible! Give me 30 minutes and I'll have everything ready.” 

“Sounds mysterious. What are you planning?” Anna laughed softly, the sound coupled with splashing from the bath. “You'll find out soon enough…”

Darin parked his car in Anna’s drive-way. It was 7 o’clock and the sun had just set. All the windows were dark, and there was a stillness around the house that created a mysterious atmosphere. He walked up the footpath and went to ring the doorbell, but found the door already open, and only lent-to. He entered. 

The hallway was lit by at small lavender candle, sitting on the low hallway table and throwing flickering amber shadows on the walls. Darin closed the door softly behind him, and called Anna’s name. No answer came. He continued walking down the hallway, hoping to catch a clue of Anna’s whereabouts.

Suddenly, two firm but gentle hand placed themselves over his eyes. Darin started slightly and smiled. His reaction was rewarded with a small giggle. “Trust me baby,” Anna whispered in his ear and planted a small kiss on the side of his neck. Darin relaxed, and allowed himself to be led on to the veranda.

It was a warm night in December, a pleasant 27 degrees and a tiny breath of air stirring the curtains on the portieres. Anna’s house was small but airy, with a lush tropical style garden overlooking the Swan River. The veranda was in reality a wooden deck with a table and some chairs, and a large whirlpool set into the far end. Darin could tell that she had led him outside, but when she took her hands off his eyes, he blinked with surprise. The whirlpool was whirring quietly and the veranda was lit by two standing chandeliers, each holding a multitude of tea lights in their arms. On the table were laid out platters with fruits and a bottle of champagne. 

“What…?” Darin turned around and looked at Anna with complete surprise. 

“Surprise!” she said, giving him another of her angelic smiles and kissed him fully on the mouth. It didn’t take him long to respond. Her tongue slid softly along his lower lip, and he opened his mouth to accept the invitation. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck, and his hands cupped her breasts. She gave a small moan as he stated to rotate his hands and tweaked her nipples. Then she broke the kiss. 

“Not so soon. I have something else planned first.” She took him by the hand and led him over to the table. She took a half chocolate-covered strawberry from the platter and held it teasingly to my face. “I have some refreshments for us.” Darin took the proffered delight and savoured the delicious combination of fresh strawberry and sweet sultry chocolate. Anna watched his expression, smiling with satisfaction. 

“Want more?” she asked.

“From you baby, always.” She laughed again and popped another strawberry in his mouth. Then she turned around to the table and began pouring the chilled champagne. Darin’s eyes slid over her beautiful figure and her long honey caramel golden hair. Not quite blond, but not brown either, it was a source of constant amazement to him. It never frizzed or misbehaved, at least when he had seen it. Her neck was slender and graceful, with lots of sensitive spots that made her shiver all over. Her back and waist spoke volumes about her fitness routine that included yoga and regular early-morning swims at the beach. Her derriere was rounded and just the right size. It always reminded him of an oversized and incredibly beautiful peach. 

He smiled at himself. And she was all his. Lucky, lucky bastard. 

They sat down at the table and savoured the delicious evening air. Their conversation flowed easily, as it always had. They talked and laughed and revelled in each other’s company. One thing that they both cherished in their relationship was that they were friends as well as lovers. When they first started going out, they had spent quite some time just talking and getting to know each other. It was only after about a month that they first had sex. Of course they had kissed and petted before, but they didn’t want to break their new friendship with something they weren’t ready for.

“Don’t eat too many babe, we’ve still got dinner to go!” Anna chided Darin, who was reaching for yet another strawberry. She got up and disappeared into the house, and then came out carrying a large Cesar salad. She was a fabulous cook, and had the knack of serving something delicious without it being too filling or heavy. After they had both finished, Anna wanted to carry the dishes inside, but Darin made her stay seated wile he did the honours. 

Anna had just gotten up and refilled the champagne glasses when she felt his arms locking around her waist. She hadn’t heard him come outside again. His strong muscular arms held her in a tight embrace, and he was kissing her neck with such light gentleness, that she felt a hot rush between her legs. 

“You are the most beautiful woman in the world,” he breathed into her ear. “I don’t know what you see in a guy like me, but I'm so damned happy that you do.” 

Anna turned around in his arms and looked into his eyes. They were a deep hazel with little green specks and long curling lashes. 

“This, I see in you,” she said, and kissed him gently. Darin’s hand came up to her face and cupped her cheek. The kiss turned more urgent, and their tongues circled rapidly around each other, tasting, devouring, wanting more. Anna’s hands slid down Darin’s chest to his crotch, feeling his cock through his jeans. Darin’s hand squeezed and rubbed her tits with a tender firmness that was passionate but not aggressive. Darin was never aggressive. He was sweet and sensitive, and that was what Anna loved about him. After a couple of assholes who had used and then discarded her, he was her first boyfriend who loved and respected her for what she was. 

Her handed rubbed his cock firmly through his jeans, and Darin’s breathing was growing faster. Then, she reluctantly broke the kiss to look into his face. Her eyes were bright and his lips were parted.

“Lets get into the whirlpool.” With that she started stripping off her skirt and top, but stopped when she noticed he was still staring at her. With a slow smile, she turned her back on him, and peeled off her skirt very slowly, bending over a bit, and making sure he was getting a full view of her beautiful ass. Then she faced him again and began the same process with her top, exposing her simple but well-fitting bra. She cupped her breast and squeezed them slightly, enjoying both the feeling and Darin’s expression. Then she unlatched the clasp and let it slip down her arms. Her panties were the same simple style as her bra, but outlined her curves beautifully. She slid them down her long shapely legs, staring directly into Darin's eyes. She stood before him fully nude. He led out a breath.

“Come on lover boy! Last in the pool is a nincompoop!” she giggled and bounced away. 

Darin shed his clothes in record time and followed Anna to the whirlpool, carefully balancing the champagne glasses on the strawberry platter. He set the platter down carefully next to the rim and lowered himself gingerly into the water. Anna had closed her eyes and was blissfully relaxing in the hot frothy liquid. The soft light from the hundreds of small candles scattered around the veranda threw golden shadows on her skin. Her small but firm breasts were jutting out of the water with the little pink nipples fully erect. 

Darin leaned forward and kissed one of those firm globes. He couldn’t help it: they looked just so plain... kissable. Anna opened her eyes and smiled at him. She arched her back, inviting him to continue. Darin’s kiss moved over those pink bud and his tongue swirled around them, tasting their stiffness. He moved from his bench and kneeled in front of her, his fingers softly kneading one of her nipples. Anna moaned and he took it into his mouth and started suckling on it gently, flicking it with he tip of his tongue. Anna’s hands ran through his soft hair and he increased his sucking, eliciting another, louder moan from her. He switched his attention to the other nipple, while his fingers continued their caressing of her soft round globe. Anna’s head was laid back on the rim of the tub and her eyes closed in pleasure. Darin’s cock was hard and fully erect, begging for attention, but he ignored his own need in favour of satisfying this gorgeous woman in front of him. He moved his tongue from Anna’s nipple to her neck and nuzzled and tasted the soft skin just behind her earlobe. Anna’s arms moved from his hair to his shoulders, pulling closer. Her mouth searched and found his lips, kissing him and sucking his tongue into her warm mouth. They kissed for minutes, lost in each other, their tongues swirling playfully around each other. Anna broke the kiss, and crooned in his ear.

“Ooh baby... you make feel so sexy... I want you so much!” Darin smiled and circled her waist with his arms. In one smooth motion he lifted her up on the rim of the whirlpool. He stood up in front of her, his cock erect and red. He pushed her shoulders slightly and she lay back on her back obediently, her eyes never leaving his. He spread her legs apart and gazed at her pussy and her curly caramel thatch of pubic hair, neatly trimmed. God, how he loved that sight. He traced a line up the inside of her thigh with his fingers, stopping just short of her pussy lips. He repeated the action on the other thigh, again stopping just short of his goal. Anna’s hand moved down to massage her clit, but he took it away gently, smiling cheekily down at her. He got up and retrieved the forgotten half-eaten platter of strawberries. 

He placed it beside her and picked one juicy red berry with a generous coat of milk and dark chocolate. He moved the strawberry all around her lips, teasing them and enjoying her response. Then he pushed the berry into Anna’s waiting pussy. She moaned and closed her eyes. Darin lowered his mouth over her pussy and started suckling her clit. Anna cried out and moaned more loudly, her legs jerking involuntarily. Cheered on by this response, Darin sucked harder, flicking the tip of his tongue across it a few times. The he moved his attentions to the strawberry still buried in her sopping folds. He drove his tongue deep into her opening, using his index to continue rubbing her clit at the same time. He could feel the texture of the berry, rough and in sharp contrast to the silky smooth sides of her pussy. The chocolate had begun to melt and its taste was flavoured with her juices. He licked and sucked for all he was worth, and Anna’s hips began to move, and she moaned, her hand pushing his face closer to her pussy. “Oooh, baby, don’t stop... oh shit that feels good, gnnnh... ooh, oh god...” Darin redoubled his efforts, licking and sucking his girlfriend’s cunt to catch that sweet chocolate treat. Eventually he managed to extract it, just at the same time Anna started to climax. She was moaning loudly, her hips bucking hard in his face, and Darin tasted a hot rush of her juices. He continued to tongue-fuck her sopping cunt and rubbing her clit, savouring the heady smell of her cum. 

Anna continued to whimper and her hips bucked uncontrollably. Then with a shudder, Darin could feel the muscles in her pussy contract and with a final hot gush of cum Anna climaxed. 

Darin lifted his face off her pussy and gazed down at his girlfriend. She was lying limp, breathing heavily with her hair spread all around her head, her eyes closed. He reached out to brush a wayward strand from her face, and she opened her eyes. “Mmmmh... that was soo good...” She rolled over and moved her legs. Then her eyes fell on Darin’s roaring hard-on, red and throbbing. “Oh my goodness!” she laughed. “He’s feeling neglected! Well... we can always change that. My turn!” She pushed Darin on his back on the place she had just vacated. 

She got up, feeling Darin’s eyes on her naked body as she moved to pick up the champagne glasses. Returning, she kneeled down next to Darin, and took a sip. 

“Strawberries and champagne... what a feast!” she giggled. Then she lowered herself over her lover’s cock and licked off the stream of precum that was leaking from the tip. Her tongue swirled over the engorged head, feeling the skin and savouring the taste. She looked up, and saw Darin’s jaw clenched and his eyes closed in an effort to control himself. She smiled. Good. After what he had done to her, she was going to repay him in full... 

She picked up one champagne glass and drizzled some of the cool liquid on his hot cock. Darin sucked in his breath and let it out with with a soft moan. Quickly, not wanting to waste any of the champagne, Anna bent over and lapped it up. The mixture of her warm tongue and of the cool bubbly liquid sent shivers down Darin’s spine. Anna repeated the process several times, pouring some of the champagne on the tip of his cock and catching it with her tongue, taking time to lick the sensitive underside, and swirling her tongue over the head. Darin moaned and took hold of her head. He started to pump his hips, thrusting his cock deep into her into her mouth. Anna opened it as far as she could and concentrated on taking as much of him as possible. Her hand was gripping the shaft and stroking it in time with his thrusts. Darin started to pump faster and faster, groaning and breathing heavily. Anna could feel his cock stiffening and then feel a hot spurt of his cum shoot into her mouth. She moaned as well, and swallowed his sticky seed, sucking harder, wanting more. Finally there was no more, and she moved upwards to kiss his lips. 

“The whirlpool is still going... do you want to come in for a soak?” she whispered into his ear. Darin looked up at her with a dazed blissful look with not the least of understanding, lost in his own little world. So she just curled up next to him and dozed off for a while, cradled in his arms... 

When Darin woke up, it was truly dark, and a little chilly. The wind had picked up, and the wooden deck was getting mighty hard. He looked down at Anna, who was still sleeping, curled up against the chill. So he picked her up and carried her into the house. He went straight up the stairs to her bedroom and set her down on the silken bed. She wasn’t one to waste time on stupid luxury items, but these opulent purple satin sheets was one of the few that she allowed herself. The bed itself was huge, filling most of the room. On one side was a small chest of drawers and the doors to the walk-in robe, on the other the glass doors to the balcony. 

Darin watched his girlfriends sleep. Her long shapely legs and torso were golden tanned, with her breasts and butt the only creamy white areas. He reached out and closed his hand around one of her breasts, weighing its soft weight in his palm. He rubbed his thumb lightly over her pink nipple, which puckered up and stood to attention. Then he moved his hand further down her body, caressing her stomach and thighs, feeling the velvety smoothness of her skin. When he looked up, he saw her blue eyes resting on him. He smiled down at her, and she smiled back. She sat up and draped her arms over his shoulders. Silently she stared into his eyes. Then she kissed him, softly and without haste. Her lips were soft and warm, and Darin caressed her back and his fingers through her hair. He could feel himself rising, responding to her body. 

After a while, Anna’s kisses became stronger and more passionate. He broke the kiss and moved to her neck, nibbling, licking, and placing little butterfly-kisses all over her sensitive skin. She knew he wanted her. Enough with the foreplay, he badly needed to bury his cock in her cunt. Anna felt the same, for she reached down and started stroking his shaft with quick and deft strokes. He moaned and caught her around the waist, and turned her around onto all fours. He moved behind her and started caressing her beautiful butt-cheeks. His cock was pulsating, needing her hot hole. He could see her red wet lips from his vantage, wide and inviting and couldn’t stand it any longer. He placed his head in front of her opening, and dove inside. Anna cried out with the sudden feeling, and started to push her hips into his pelvis. He started to pump rhythmically into her hole, feeling the heat and slick wetness envelope him. He pushed harder and faster, needing real release, wanting all of her. Anna cried out and pushed back hard on each of his strokes. “Oh baby, oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before! Oh baby, I can feel your hot cock inside me oh fuck oh I need you oh ooh gnnh oh fuuuuuck!” she yelled out and Darin could feel her muscles contract around his shaft, and could feel himself climax. He buried his cock in her cunt with one last stroke and shot his load. Then he collapsed, totally sated, on top of Anna’s back. 



~ End of Part One ~



The Perfect Weekend – Part Two



The smell of bacon and eggs was delicious. Darin turned over and saw the sun shining through the open veranda doors. Outside, the table was set, overlooking the glittering waters of the river. Anna bustled in with a steaming pot of coffee. She set it down on the table and then came over to the bed. She kissed his forehead and whispered “Good morning baby! Breakfast is served!”

The bacon and eggs tasted just as delicious as they smelled. The couple savoured the relative peace of a relatively early Sunday morning. Most of the neighbours were still sleeping, and the only people to be seen along the foreshore were the indomitable joggers and walkers so common in this beautiful city. When they had finished, Darin made a move to clear the table. Anna slapped his wrist and tutted. “Leave those alone! I’ve got something much better to do.” She beckoned him inside, and told him to sit while she went off rummaging in one of her drawers. Finally she came out with a wrapped package. She handed it to him. “Unpack it! I bought it for myself the other day...” She gave him a cheeky grin. Darin ripped off the wrapping paper and laughed. Inside was a large vibrator. 

“I’m insulted! Aren’t I good enough for you?!” he laughed in mock offence. Anna looked up at him, her grin growing. 

“I thought maybe we could break it in today...” 

“Hmm... could we now..?” Darin grinned back at her. 

Anna laughed and pushed him onto his back playfully. Then she straddled him and started kissing him wildly. Darin could feel himself responding. He loved it when she was playful, so full of mischief. He let her get away with it for a little longer, but then he grabbed her by the shoulders and rolled himself around. She laughed out in mock protest, but it was no use. She was now pinned beneath him, her arms caught under his legs, giggling uncontrollably. He reached for the vibrator, and studied it ponderously. “Let’s see... What can we do with this...?” He flicked the switch, and it started whirring softly. “Fresh batteries, huh?” he winked. Anna giggled even more. He touched the tip to her navel. Anna started squirming and laughing. She was extremely ticklish. Darin moved the vibe around her stomach, to her neck, and touching her nipples. She arched her back in response, closed her eyes and gave herself over to the feeling. She moaned when Darin took one nipple in his mouth and started suckling, while his hand was guiding the vibrator down her stomach and towards her pussy. 




The Perfect Weekend



He touched the tip lightly to her clit and around her opening, dipping the head in ever so slightly now and again. Anna was in heaven. Her hands had grabbed hold of the sheets around her and she was moaning and sighing incessantly. Darin grinned to himself. He loved pleasuring her, for she always gave such a show. He left her breasts and lowered himself over her pussy. With his tongue he reached out and started teasing her clit, and finally drove the vibrator into her pussy with gusto. Anna gasped and started whimpering. Darin continued licking and sucking her clit and pussy lips while steadily pounding her hole with the vibe. Streams of cum were flowing from her, giving off a peculiar heady odour that made Darin’s cock throb even more and he reapplied himself to the source of that delicious cream with renewed vigour. 

Then, Darin had an idea. He pulled the vibe out of Anna’s pussy and gently turned her onto her stomach. Anna complied willingly, so far beyond reason that she didn’t care what he did as long as those sensations continued. He pushed a couple of cushions under her hips so that her butt was now raised towards him, giving him a glorious view of her engorged pussy and sopping hole. His hands roamed her smooth ass, and his tongue explored her asshole and crack. Further down it travelled, towards her cunt again, tasting and savouring her cum. He coated his fingers in it and rubbed it all over her tight rosebud, doing the same to the vibrator. Anna moaned when he touched the tip to her tight opening. He had left it off, wanting to prolong her pleasure. Slowly he pushed the vibe into her, rubbing her clit with the thumb of his other hand. Anna moaned into the pillows, telling him to fuck her butt, NOW. Smiling, Darin complied. He started pumping her asshole, slowly but steadily, keeping a steady rhythm and rubbing away at her clit. Anna’s hips started bucking, pushing back into his hands, wanting, needing more. Judging the moment, Darin switched the vibe to its lowest setting. Anna cried out, begging him to fuck her. Darin’s cock was throbbing, wanting to do just that, but he continued to fuck his girlfriends asshole with the vibe, enjoying her moans and cries. Anna was in heaven. “Oh baby, yesss, fuck me, fuck my tight asshole, oh yes, gnnnh, give it to me, oh fuck yessss!!!!!!!” 

She came with a loud groan. Darin pulled the vibe out of her beautiful asshole, turned her around and kissed her deeply and passionately. “Baby you make me so hot when you scream like that,” he whispered. Anna smiled vaguely at him, her eyes half-lidded and glazed with pleasure. She curled up in his arms and breathed a little sigh of absolute contentment. Darin smiled down at her. His cock was still throbbing, wanting release, and he was so hot form hearing her scream, but he told himself to cool it. He knew that Anna could only take so much, and he would just have to wait. He stoked her face, pushing to the side a wayward stand of golden hair and planting a little kiss on her forehead. “I take it you enjoy vibrators?” he grinned. Anna opened her eyes and smiled back. “Ooh yes. But they’re so much more fun when someone else does the fucking. And nothing is better than the real thing...” Her hand curled itself around his raging hard-on, her thumb teasing the sensitive tip. Darin laughed. “Well I’m glad I haven’t been replaced by a bit of plastic!” Anna smiled back, but then her expression changed for a second. Her eyes traced the vibe and then came back to his face. Her face spread into a cheeky grin.

“Do you want a go?” 

Darin looked like she’d just suggested giving the car a tongue-bath. Anna burst out laughing at the expression on his face. “It’s okay, really, and it feels great! Hey, I should know, okay?” 

Darin still looked quite apprehensive. Anna’s expression softened. “Hey, babe, I would never talk you into anything you don’t want to do, okay? I just thought it might be fun...” She kissed him lightly on the lips.

Darin responded, his tongue tracing along her lips. “Alright...What do you want me to do?” 

“Turn around and let me get a look” she ordered. He turned obediently on his stomach. She stuffed some sheets under his hips so he was comfortable, brushing lightly against his hard cock. 

Her cool hands lightly caressed his back and inner thighs. Her tongue traced a cool line down his spine. Then she got up and got the petroleum jelly. She greased the toy liberally and then kissed Darin’s neck, her breath warm and tingling on his skin. 

“Here’ goes,” she whispered. She parted his ass cheeks, touching the tip to his rosebud. “Relax, baby. I love you!” She applied gentle pressure to the vibe, and it slid inside slowly. Darin caught his breath.

“Okay?” Anna inquired. Darin just let his breath out very slowly and relaxed his muscles. Anna took that as a ‘yes’ and started to very slowly pump the vibe in and out of Darin’s asshole. At first the toy moved only slowly, but eventually Darin relaxed enough to enjoy the sensation. Anna started to move the vibe a little faster and stroke his butt-cheeks with her other hand. The sensation was a strange cross between pain and strange pleasure. Darin could feel his cock rub against the soft texture of the satin sheet, and the vibe moving inside him. Then the feeling stopped. Anna had pulled out of the vibe, and asked him to turn around. 

“It’ll be better this way,” she said. She knelt in front of him, and made him lay on his back in front of her, with his legs on her shoulders. His cock stood above him, pulsating and straining for release. She lent down and took it into her mouth, quickly sucking on it for a minute. Then she pushed the vibe back into his waiting asshole, and began pumping it again. Darin was in heaven. Watching this beautiful woman fuck him up the ass with her vibrator was almost too much for him. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw in an effort not to come yet. Then an amazing feeling made him cry out and tighten his butt-muscles. A jolt went through his cock and he started to buck his hips. Anna had set the vibrator to its lowest setting, and the feeling was incredible! Her mouth closed around his cock-head, and started to move slowly and sensuously up and down. It was too much for him. With a loud groan, Darin shot his cum, right into Anna’s waiting mouth. She milked him, pumping the vibe steadily in and out of his ass. It was the most incredible feeling he had ever experienced. He lay on his back, panting and savouring the afterglow of one of the strongest orgasms he’d ever had. “Oh god baby” he sighed. “Now I know why you gals love it so much. That was fucking incredible!” 

Anna crawled beside him and cuddled up to him, resting her head on his shoulder. “Hmm... told you so...” she breathed in his ear. Darin laughed quietly and wrapped her in his arms. “Thankyou baby. I love you...” 

“I love you too...”



The Perfect Weekend



I looked at the arrival board for the umpteenth time. Deb's plane was late, nearly an hour late. I had been pacing back and forth, nervous as could anyone could be.

Finally I saw by the board that her plane had landed and a few minutes after that I got a call on my cell phone from Deb. She was following the signs toward baggage claim. My heart began beating a little faster and my nervousness almost overwhelmed me.

At the Northwest terminal in Detroit, the passengers descend an escalator to the baggage claim area. I eagerly scanned each woman riding down the escalator, looking for a woman in a skirt, since Deb had told me what she planned to wear. Almost every woman arriving wore jeans or pants. It was still cold out after all.

Finally I saw a pair of legs, and as the figure came into view, I saw clearly that it was Deb. And she when she saw me she smiled. I moved toward the gate as she came past the security guard and we kissed and hugged for the first time. At that moment all my nervousness disappeared.

I had met Deb on-line some 2 months before and we hit it off right away. She was interested in my stories and that is how our friendship started. She and I were in similar situations, namely, in marriages devoid of sex. The lack of sex wasn't the only problem that we both had. The other major problem facing us was that our spouses viewed our interest in sex, especially adventuresome sex, as somehow depraved. As Deb and I talked during the first couple of weeks of our friendship, we each discovered that our desire for sex in all of its hues wasn't depraved, but in fact natural and something to be enjoyed. Our conversations grew more sexual in nature as we explored all the depths of our desires.

With all the talk about sex, it wasn't long before we expressed those desires through cyber sex. Then phone sex. Then video phone sex. And each escalating step was more wonderful than the last, naturally leading to the next step. It was so nice to have someone with whom to share these intimacies.

Our relationship developed quickly. We were both surprised at how fast we moved from stage to stage, at how deep our relationship had become. After two weeks of hot and steamy conversations, I asked Deb if she'd like to meet, and I wasn't the least bit surprised when she agreed. It seemed so natural. The only question was when and how we would manage such a meeting.

A few days later my wife provided the opportunity when she announced that she was going to visit her sister back East. Knowing that her sister and I didn't get along that well, she thought that it was best to make the visit alone. This also made sense since she was planning on going for a week during the public schools Spring Break, and my college's break didn't coincide. So it was settled. She would go back East in about a month's time.

The next month was like foreplay between Deb and me. We chatted on-line and sent hundreds of e-mails all day at work. We talked and we planned. We fantasized about our first kiss, what we would do at the airport, what we would do in the parking structure at the airport, what we would do on the way from the airport to the hotel, what we would do the second we got into the room, and on and on. The interplay between us was almost unbearably sexy. I think we both knew that nobody could have that much sex and live to talk about it, but it was new ground for both of us. We were so starved for intimate contact and the freedom to express our deepest desires was exhilarating.

But the wait was excruciating too. Every week it was "only x weeks to go" and on each Friday it was "in x weeks we will be kissing for the first time".

I really didn't think we could keep the excitement, the intensity up for so long, but we did. I began to fear that our expectations were set too high, that no one could live up to the fantasies we were generating between the two of us.

I was wrong.

In the baggage claim, Deb and I stood beaming at each other as we waited for her bag to arrive. My arm pulled her close and we chatted about her flight. It was as if an old friend had arrived for a visit. I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her deeply, and I could tell that she wanted that as well, but the middle of the baggage claim area wasn't the right place for that.

Finally, her bag arrived and we both hurried to my car, which I had parked in the parking structure as far away from the terminal as I could. Opening the trunk I quickly stowed her bags with mine. After slamming the trunk shut I opened the back passenger side door to shield us a little more from the remote possibility of someone driving by and seeing us. As Deb stood against the car, I folded her into my arms and kissed her deeply. It was a wonderful kiss. My hands instinctively moved to her ass to pull her closer and she kissed back hard as she squeezed me. 

We had talked about the possibility of public sex during our torrid conversations as the time for our meeting drew nearer. Both of us were highly turned on by the prospect of being intimate in a public setting where there was some risk of being seen.

My hands darted beneath her skirt and fondled her smooth warm ass as we kissed. I was pleased to feel her hand rubbing up against my crotch as we embraced. Breaking off the kiss I looked into Deb's eyes as my hands found the elastic of her panties. Her face told me what she wanted and I looped my thumbs inside her panties and quickly pulled them down. Deb lifted one leg then the other until I hand her panties in my hand. Stuffing them quickly into my pocket, I kissed her again, this time my hands fondling her bare butt.

Maneuvering around the open door, I pushed Deb into the back seat and urgently kissed her, my hand quickly unzipping her sweater, a sweater she wore with this exact action in mind. She wore a colorful bra and her cleavage was so inviting. My lips quickly moved to her breasts, kissing them and feeling their exquisite softness.

As Deb fumbled with my zipper, I took my hand and pulled down the cup over her right breast to expose a taut nipple. My mouth hungrily devoured it as her hand slid into my now unzipped pants. As we had planned I wasn't wearing any underwear so as to give her easier access to me, and the touch of her fingers brought me to an instant erection.

As I kissed her lips and breasts my hand moved beneath her skirt again and I felt her pussy for the first time. My fingers found her clit and I began rubbing it gently, delighted in how wet she was. As I rubbed her pussy, Deb began moaning and writhing. Taking my middle finger I inserted it inside her pussy and began finger-fucking her feverishly. Deb leaned back so that she was almost prone in the back seat as I moved my finger in and out of her. Occasionally a car would drive by, distracting me for a moment but I continued on until Deb's body stiffened and she came hard for me for the first time. Little did I know how many orgasms were yet to come.

Giggling a little, Deb sat up, her skirt hiked up to expose her dripping pussy and her right breast hung overflowing her bra.

"Now, its my turn," she said smiling and leaned over to take my hard cock into her mouth.

"Oh my god!" I cried as her warm mouth engulfed me and her hand stroked my shaft. My hand held her head as it bobbed up and down on me. It felt so good and I quickly erupted into Deb's mouth. She looked up at me and licked her lips, still clutching my cock.

"Mmmm, I've wanted to do that for weeks," she laughed.

The back seat of my G6 was too small for us to really spread out and I wanted to make love to her so badly, so I suggested that we head to the hotel where we could really feel get to know one another.

Quickly I zipped up my pants and Deb adjusted her skirt and zipped up her sweater. Her panties stayed in my pocket, however. We got out of the back seat and into the front seat to leave the parking garage and the airport.

It was a chilly day but the sun was out and the ride to the hotel was a nice one. Deb and I talked and laughed about what we had just done. It was one of our mutual fantasies and we both couldn't believe that we had already lived it out. As we drove and chatted, I touched Deb's thigh across the shift console and she placed her hand on top of mine. It was a good start to what would turn out to be a nearly perfect weekend.

I had made a reservation at a nearby hotel, requesting one of their Jacuzzi suites. Arriving at the hotel, I quickly checked in and Deb and I nearly ran to the room. Once inside the door, we hardly looked around the room before we embraced each other, nearly tearing off each other's clothes. We both wanted the other naked as soon as possible.

Holding each other tightly, our naked bodies pressed hard against each other we kissed, probably one of the most passionate kisses in history! Then, taking her hand, I led her to the bed, kissed her again, and pushed her back onto the bed. As she moved to the center of the bed, I stood at the foot and watched her. Her body was wonderful. She looked more like a 30-year old than a woman of almost 50. As Deb lay there allowing me to look at her, she spread her legs and began petting her pussy lightly in a way that invited me to join her.

Climbing onto the bed, I knelt between her open legs. We had talked about this moment at length during our month of "foreplay" and I took her feet in my hands. Placing one against my chest, I began kissing the other one as I watched Deb's eyes. I knew she was enjoying it from the look on her face. This was what she wanted and had never experienced before -- a man kissing her from toes to pussy. 

I transferred the position of her feet and began kissing her other foot. As my kisses moved up Deb's legs, from one to the other and back again, she began responding, twitching a little on the bed and moaning deeply. Pressing her thighs open more fully, I ran my tongue along her inner thighs and I thought she might explode before I ever got to her pussy, such was her rapture. Soon my mouth was poised at her glistening pussy and I extended my tongue to touch it for the first time. Deb's hands immediately reached for my head and she nearly growled with pleasure as my hot tongue slid between her wet lips, running deep inside and gliding upwards toward her swollen clit. When my mouth surrounded her clit, Deb erupted in hard spasms. I kept licking and sucking her pussy, causing her to cry out my name. My fingers found her pussy and I slide them inside as I continued to devour her pussy. I felt her bare feet on my back as she came a second time, her pussy literally gushing its juices into my mouth.

Looking up from between her legs, my eyes caught hers. She had such a look of satisfaction on face. I knew that I had just made her happy. If that was all we had done on our weekend, it would have been worth the trip. But we were only just beginning.

My cock was stiff with excitement. Moving up between Deb's open legs, I kissed her sweetly, letting her taste her cum on my lips. I felt her breasts on my chest and her arms around me. My cock was poking at her pussy and she moved slightly to align the swollen head with her pussy entrance. As Deb slid her hands down my back, she pulled me slightly and my hard cock slid into her. The feeling of that first penetration was so wonderfully sweet. Her pussy was so warm and still soaking wet from her recent orgasms.

I began pumping into her, carefully watching her face. Deb's eyes were locked on mine and I knew that it felt as good to her as it did for me. Within a few strokes, Deb was cumming again, her ass lifting off the bed to take me more deeply into her. Her arms pulled me down so she could kiss me and it was a kiss of exquisite passion.

Suddenly, Deb pushed me back with an unexpected strength. I rolled off her and onto my back. Deb then literally pounced on my and lowered herself down onto my throbbing hard-on. Keeping her eyes on me, she began fucking me hard, slamming her wet pussy down on me again and again. I felt the pressuring building inside me as I watched this wild woman having her way with me. Throwing her head back, Deb came again and that sent me over the edge. My hard cock stiffened further and I came hard and deep into her.

Collapsing onto top of me and breathing hard, Deb kissed me before rolling off me to lay in my arms. "Oh my god!" she panted, "I've never cum so hard in my life!  And you made me cum, umm, how many times? Was it 4 times?  How did you do that?"

I laughed and told her that it was simply a matter of pent up lust and a month of talking about it. We had talked so frequently and in such great detail about what we each wanted that we knew instinctively what to do with each other. 

Secretly, though, I was surprised at the intensity of Deb's orgasms, but very happy that we really did seem so in tune with one another.

Again, this was just the beginning.

The rest of our afternoon was spent in bed, exploring each other's bodies, constantly touching and kissing, and talking. This afterplay soon turned into foreplay for the next round of love-making. Deb was insatiable. She responded to every touch and caress. As we talked in between making love, her had would gravitate toward my flaccid cock.

"Oh my god, Deb! You want more already?"

Deb would giggle and kiss me on the lips before she moved down to take my cock in her mouth in order to get me hard, which she managed to do very quickly.

During the 3 hours we spent in bed that afternoon, I think we probably made love 3 or 4 times, and each time Deb would cum 2 or 3 times. And this doesn't even count the times she came from me licking her and rubbing her. It was an amazing thing to experience. I had never had a woman respond to me in such a way.

After an afternoon of love-making we both realized that we were famished. Deb had brought a couple of sexy dresses that she had purchased at Victoria's Secret especially for her visit and she asked me to pick one out for her to wear. One had a front that was cut very low so that her breasts were displayed to maximum effect. The other had the unique feature of fasteners down the left side of the front that "allowed for easy access" as she explained to me giggling.

I asked her to put on the deep cleavage dress and she looked stunning in it. Giving her a kiss before we left for the restaurant, I pulled her close and felt her breasts crushed against my shirt. Looking down I saw the magnificent sight of her full breasts pushed together and almost falling out of her dress. Thank god for the designers at Victoria's Secret!

During our month of "foreplay" on the internet, we had talked about the possibility of touching each other under the table while at dinner. This, in fact, did not happen. Our waitress did mention something about playing "footsie" under the table as we sat down opposite each other. Deb and I looked at each other knowingly and laughed. Did we look like a couple that wanted to play footsie? Was it that obvious? But our dinner was just a typical "date" dinner. We talked about many things -- our lives, our work, our likes and dislikes. We had touched on all of these during our conversations on the internet, but not in the detail we did over that dinner. Deb and I were now lovers, but that dinner cemented our friendship.

And we ate. Both of us were so hungry from our hours of love-making that we devoured our food as if we would never have another meal! Plus, we knew that we would need our strength for the evening's activities.

One of the things that both Deb and I did in secret in our regular lives was to watch porn videos. It was something that both of us enjoyed, yet we both felt we had to hide this pleasure from our respective spouses since they thought the activity was "depraved". Deb and I both longed to enjoy a sexy movie with someone. To this end, I brought my laptop and a particularly high-quality porn movie called "Pirates", a kind of sexually explicit "Pirates of the Caribbean".

As I set the movie up, Deb got undressed and propped up the pillows against the headboard. After I started the movie, I got in bed beside Deb, my arm around her. The pleasure I felt as we watched the movie was so wonderful. Pulling her closer to me, I let my hands gently brush her breasts, causing her nipples to stiffen. In the first sex scene, a man and a woman, traveling by ship, made love in their cabin. Deb and I made it nearly halfway through this scene before we began to kiss each other and touch each other. My hand was drawn to Deb's pussy and her hand to my cock. As I began to rub her, Deb opened her legs to me and my finger slid between her pussy lips, feeling how wet she had become. And with her hand on my cock, I was soon hard and squirming.

As I watched the woman on the screen sucking her lover's cock, Deb moved down and took me into her mouth. I had never done this before and found it to be terribly sexy.

When the man on the screen began fucking the woman, Deb climbed on top of me and guided my hardness into her wet pussy. As my cock slid inside her, I pulled Deb down to kiss her. Soon the movie was forgotten as Deb and I made love.

And that is how our evening passed – hugging, kissing, making love. Deb was insatiable. As we lay together my hands constantly roamed her body, fondling her. Inevitably my fingers found her pussy and I would start to rub her. Instantly, I would feel her wetness grow. Deb would open her legs wider to give me access and my finger would slip into her, into the hot wetness. Alternating between rubbing her hard clit and sliding my fingers into her pussy, Deb would cum for me. Not just once, but 2 or 3 times. It was amazing.

Tired from our long day of love-making, we fell asleep, Deb curled against me in the spoon position. It was wonderful.

I woke up in the morning at about 7 am and made my way to the bathroom to pee. When I came back to bed, Deb moved against me. I pulled her close to me, wrapping her in my arms. Her body responded. She turned to me and said "Good morning!"

We began kissing and fondling and it wasn't long before Deb was cumming under my touch. Again, not once, but twice. Pulling back the covers she got on her knees and took my soft cock in her mouth and began sucking on me. I loved how it felt as she brought me to another erection, her hot mouth moving on me expertly. When I was hard, Deb climbed on top of me and eased herself down on my cock, taking it deeply into her. As she rode me, I touched her breasts, feeling how hard her nipples were.

We were so good together. Our bodies meshed perfectly. After only a few strokes, Deb was cumming again. Oh my god! I thought to myself. This woman has cum 3 times already and its not even 8 o'clock!

Deb and I spent the whole morning in bed. Chatting, touching, kissing, sucking, fucking. We couldn't get enough of each other I don't cum that easily but she managed to give me a couple of sweet orgasms. My main pleasure came from pleasing her. I hadn't had many women in my life, but I never had one that could cum so easily and so frequently.

When I asked Deb about this, she said that she was as surprised as I was. She had never had multiple orgasms before and had hardly ever cum from penetration. "It's the magic between us, hun. Don't question our good fortune!"

At about 11 o'clock we got dressed and went out to brunch. Stopping at a breakfast buffet, we ate like we were starving, so ravenous were we from our morning of love-making.

After brunch I took Deb on a driving tour of Detroit. It was so nice having her with me in the car, chatting and laughing.

At about 2 pm, we arrived back at the hotel, quickly undressing and falling back into bed. I was amazed at how much Deb wanted me, maybe even more than I wanted her. Our love-making was nice and slow as we enjoyed each other's body again. Deb came 3 more times before we both fell asleep, her body pressed against mine.




The Perfect Weekend



And that nap was perhaps the nicest thing so far. The two of us were so comfortable with each other, so at ease that it was the natural thing to do. In the 24 hours we had been together, we had made love more than either of us had done in the past 3 years combined. I was so pleased that Deb seemed able to cum again and again. She had to have come about 20 times or more during our love-making. All I know that I was totally relaxed and satisfied. My normal aches and pains had disappeared. Deb was my tonic, my magical elixir.

I awoke to some rattling in the bathroom. Opening my eyes, I looked at the clock to see that it was almost 6 p.m. Turning my head toward the bathroom I saw Deb standing there naked, brushing her hair.

"Hi," I said.

"Hi, baby, did you sleep well?"

"Never better. I'm famished. Shall we go to dinner?"

"Yes, baby, I'm starving too."

I raised up on my elbow, head in my hand to watch Deb get ready. She was not a young woman but her body was very fit and she looked utterly beautiful.

Deb put on the other dress she had bought and we made our way to a nice restaurant I knew.

Our dinner was very romantic. We had wine and the prime rib was outstanding. Although during the weeks leading up to our meeting, Deb and I had fantasized about doing all kinds of sexy things at dinner – touching each other under the table, maybe even making each other cum – but, again, none of that happened. Both of us were too engrossed in our conversation and there was no real need for more. We talked about a great many things and our friendship became stronger. We had become more than just internet lovers. We were truly friends. Our relationship was more than just sex.

But the sex was unbelievable.

When we got back to our hotel, Deb suggested that we give the hot tub a try. After all, I had specifically requested a room with a hot tub, so we needed to use it, didn't we?

Fiddling with the control, we managed to get the tub filling with the hot water jetting out of the nozzles. I climbed in first and helped Deb get in. We sat opposite each other , the hot water splashing off our bodies as the water level continued to rise. I pulled her to me and we kissed, her nipples hard against my body. Then she turned around and leaned against me. My arms enveloped her and her breasts lay resting on my forearm. We sat there for a long time, totally relaxed, our muscles soothed by the hot water, massaged by the pulsing jets. My lips found the back of Deb's neck and I nuzzled her shoulders. My hands moved down between her legs, causing her body to squirm against me.

"Take me to bed again, Joe", Deb said after a while.

Getting out of the tub, we dried each other off using the terry cloth towels she had brought from the bathroom.

Deb then went and lay on the bed, her eyes inviting me. 

What happened next was the most satisfying experience of my life.

I approached the bed and knelt between Deb's outstretched legs. As I had done the first time we made love the day before, I kissed Deb from toes to pussy, just as she likes it. What was different this time was that this time I was completely familiar with her body. I knew how to make it respond the way I wanted it to respond. The first time was a process of discovery. This time it was a process of satisfaction and pleasure.

When at last my kisses reached Deb's pussy, she was already squirming and moaning, her bare feet on my back (for she, too, knew me and what I liked). When my tongue entered her pussy, Deb immediately came, crying out loudly. I didn't stop licking her and sucking her clit. Deb's body writhed on bed and her fingers clutched the bedspread as I continued licking her.

As our time together developed during the weekend, Deb went from quiet but intense orgasms to loud and fierce ones. I was almost shocked at how much she had given into the pleasure, how much she had given herself to me.

My lips sucked her hard and sensitive clit. Deb cried out again in pleasure, her hands grabbing my head. Sliding 2 fingers into her wet pussy, I continued to lick her and she came a third time about a minute later.

"Fuck me, Joe," she pleaded.

I didn't need to be asked a second time. I wanted Deb more than I had ever wanted a woman. I moved quickly on top of her and my hard cock plunged effortlessly into her hot and wet pussy.

Wrapping her arms and legs around me, Deb pulled me in. Her moans were guttural and my thrusts were savage. We were like two wild animals in heat. Our bodies were so relaxed from the hot tub that we seemed to be able to fit together perfectly. Deb's pussy was so wet and warm and I could feel my cock was more deeply inside her than ever before. It was like the hot tub had enabled our bodies to mesh more easily, more completely.

The pressures on my cock were making me crazy. I pumped harder and deeper into Deb and soon her body bucked with another orgasm. It was all I could do to keep from cumming myself. Deb cried out and I could feel her fingernails digging into my back.

Her legs drew me in tighter and I continued to fuck her. Within about 10 strokes she was cumming again and this time I couldn't hold back. My body tensed and I erupted into her growling as I did so. I'm not sure she even heard me, so loud were her moans of pleasure.

I collapsed onto her body and kissed her hard, sweat dripping from my body. Then I rolled off her and we lay there breathing hard, laughing a little at what had just happened.

"Wow!" she said.

And she had described it perfectly.

As Deb lay in my arms, my hands continued to explore her body, her breasts, stomach, and finally her pussy.

When my finger touched her pussy lips, Deb instinctively opened her legs. My god, I thought to myself, could she possibly want more?

I slid my finger between her pussy lips and she was instantly wet. As I kissed her I began rubbing her clit. Deb's breathing increased and her body moved under my touch. I was almost startled at how quickly she came, gasping a loud moan as she did so. I withdrew my finger and placed the palm of my hand over her pussy, feeling it spasm. Then I touched her pussy lips again, and again I felt her legs open to me. Again sliding my finger inside, I began stroking her and rubbing her clit. More quickly than before, Deb came again, the warm rush of wetness coating my fingers. For the next 15 minutes we repeated this process. After one orgasm subsided, I would start rubbing her again and soon she would have another orgasm. Not just a little baby one either. Each orgasm seemed more intense than the previous one. Each moan louder than the one before until Deb was practically screaming.

It was like nothing that I had ever experienced. From the time we got out of the hot tub until I finally stopped rubbing her, Deb had come at least 20 times, all within the space of about 60 minutes.

And I truly believe that she could have kept going. I stopped only because I was starting to worry that she would have a heart attack or something.

As we lay there, her head on my arm, her breathing finally slowing down I finally said, "Deb, how do you do that?"

"I have no idea. It has never happened to me before. You just do it to me."

We made love one more time before falling asleep and the next morning we made love after waking up, just as we had done before.

Deb's flight was at 10 am and we needed to get something to eat and get her to the airport a couple of hours before her flight. 

I got dressed quickly and went down the lobby to collect what I could from their small breakfast bar to bring it back for Deb as she got packed and ready. As I watched her, I started trying to figure out how many times she had cum since we had met. When I got to 50, I stopped counting. No one would ever believe me if I told them about this.

We drove to the airport without saying much, lost in our thoughts, both sad that our weekend was ending. It has been perfect. Our perfect weekend.

I went with Deb as she checked her bag and got her boarding pass. We kissed goodbye and I stood and watched her disappear through security.

Then I went back to my car, got in, and drove home.

I wondered if either of us will ever match what we had just completed. When we met we didn't know if it would be a one-time thing. What I now knew was that I had to have her again. And soon.



The Perfect Weekend



Have you experienced one of those evenings when you just know the next day will be a perfect day? One of those evenings when you want to go to bed early because that means you will wake up sooner? For me it was last Friday night.

First, my wife and daughter had left for one of their "Power Shopping Weekends" as they joking like to call them. They leave Friday and drive to another city about 100 miles away. Saturday and Sunday are shopping days when they hit 4 or 5 malls. They come home Sunday evening tired but satisfied. This means I have the house to myself so I am free to do what I want. This means I could garden without any distractions.

Second, the weather Friday evening was incredible. It was mid May. The temperature was in the low 70's and there was just a hint of a breeze. There were wispy clouds in the sky that turned the most beautiful orange as the sun set. All the indicators pointed toward incredible weather for Saturday.

I love to garden so being alone with beautiful weather was perfect for me. All I wanted to do on Saturday was work the soil and plant the flowers I had just bought. Work the soil and unwind from the long stressful week at work.

Waking up Saturday, I found it was indeed a beautiful day. By 8:30, I had eaten and was in my shorts heading outside to get started. There was still dew on the grass which soaked my feet. It felt incredible.

Time seems to evaporate when I work in the gardens. I guess it had been an hour or so when I heard, "Hi Mr. C!" I didn't need to turn to look who it was. It was Jenny, my daughter's best friend. They had known each other for years. In grade school, they were became friends. During high school, they were almost inseparable. I think Jenny spent almost as much time at our house as she did at hers.

Now that Jenny and Sara were both in college, I didn't see Jenny as much any more. It was like old times to have her over.

"Sara isn't home," I told Jenny as she now stood beside me.

"I know. This is the Power Shopping Weekend. I was just out walking when I saw you here."

"More like "Empty the Bank Account Weekend!", I retorted. We both laughed. "So what you up to this weekend?"

"I don't know. Not much to do without Sara."

"What? You don't have a boyfriend to be with?"

"No. Broke up a couple of weeks ago."

"Sorry to hear that. Don't worry, someone new'll come along."

"I know. It's just that it makes for boring times. Sara has Mark and now I have no one."

"Chin up my dear. You're pretty and smart and fun to be with. Some guy will notice this soon enough and sweep you off your feet."

These were not just idol comments on my behalf. Jenny stood about 5'9 with long light brown hair. I don't think she weighed more than 130 pounds. In high school both her and Sara were on the volleyball team so she had a thin athletic body. It was certainly a body most guys would drool over. I know I had during the times I had seeing her in her bikini in our pool.

Jenny sat down on the grass beside me. As she sat, she found the grass to still be wet from the dew. "Ow! Oh damn, the grass is wet. Now I have a wet bum!"

"Why do you think I'm kneeling?" Again we laughed.

"Oh well, my shorts will dry. It isn't the first time my pants have been wet."

Now most guys would start to think there was some hidden meaning in those words. But this was Jenny and she was my daughter's friend. That was just an innocent comment to me.

So I continued to work the soil, taking out weeds and getting the beds ready for the flowers. As I worked, Jenny and I talked. I had always found her very easy to talk to. She was not the typical young woman. For some reason, we could talk and talk without ever running out of things to say.

At first, as she sat beside me, she played with the grass and occasionally pulled out blades one at time. She would exam them then find another. Sometimes, she would pull out a weed I had missed. Before long, she had forgotten about the grass and was working the gardens right along with me. The sun moved around the house and now we were both working in direct sun light. It was getting hotter as the day grew longer. Sweat was coming off both our brows.

Many times I would look sideways at Jenny. I could see a little down her top or through the arm hole. I noted she was wearing a pink bra. Also, a hint of her perfume came to my nose from time to time. It smelt so fresh. I was finding it amazingly pleasurable being beside her all morning.

Before I knew it, it was 12:30. "You want something to eat? It's hot out here and I need some food and something cool to drink. How about you?" I asked Jenny.

"Sure! What you offering?"

"I don't know what's in the house. How about we go and look?"

"Sounds good to me." So we left all the tools on the ground and headed in.

I found some lunch meat in the fridge and made some sandwiches. There were some beers so I offered Jenny one. She was old enough to be legal now. She accepted so we sat in the kitchen to eat. Of course we continued to talk.

After lunch, we headed back outside. The first thing I noticed was the heat. "I think it must be in the 80's today. What a beautiful day," I said

"It sure is. Kind of day you want to do something memorable."

"Really? Like what?"

"Don't know! But I'll think of something." Jenny just smiled at me.

Looking around, I said, "Wow! I didn't know we had done so much. There's only a little more to do then the gardens are finished."

"Sounds good. Let's get going so I have time for my memorable event of the day." Again, another smile.

We started to work. Only difference from the morning was the heat. As we worked and turned the soil, the sweat started to roll off our backs. I am pretty fit for my age but the heat was starting to get to me.

Oh! I haven't told you much about me. My name is George Cameron. I am 45, stand 6'2, weigh 190, blue eyes with greying dark brown hair. I work as an investment advisor for a large corporation. We have a company gym and I work out 3 or 4 times a week. That's why I am in pretty good shape.

We finished the gardens in about an hour. I guess it was about 2 or 2:30. The sun was hot and we both were extremely hot.

"How about a swim to cool off?" I asked Jenny.

"Sounds good to me. But I didn't bring a suit."

"Why not look in the change house and see if there's one of Sara's you can borrow?"

"Oh I know just the one. She bought a new suit last week. I love it. If it's there, I'll put that one on."

"Why not come in first and wash up then go and get changed? Can't have the dirt in the pool."

"Good idea." So we both headed to the kitchen to wash up.

"Ok. My suit is inside here. I'll meet you at the pool."

"Deal Mr. C. I'll be waiting for you." With that, Jenny went outside, letting the screen door slam behind her.

I was maybe 5 minutes getting ready. I found my sunglasses and went out. "What kept you Mr. C?"

Jenny's voice came up to me from the water. She was about mid pool up against one side.

"Just trying to make myself look beautiful."

"Like you need to worry about that!"

"Well I must try. Lets face it, I'm not getting any younger."

I have a ritual I usually follow every time I go into the pool. The diving board is at the end closest to the house. I put my towel and sunglasses on a table beside a lounge chair at that end. Then I get on the board and dive in.

As I mounted the board, I could barely see Jenny. The sun was reflecting off the water and it was incredibly bright.

I started to step along the board. As I bounced into the air, I thought I heard Jenny said, "You look pretty good to me Mr. C."

Splash, I hit the water. Now another part of my ritual is to swim underwater all the way to the far end. When I get there, I turn around and sit on the bottom with my legs out straight so only my head is showing above the water.

As the water stopped dripping into my eyes, I spotted Jenny's head. Moving toward me, she had come about half way from where she had been floating.

"What did you say as I went off the board?"

She continued to move toward me. I said, "You look pretty good to me."

"If I didn't know better, young lady, I'd think you're making a pass at me."

"Then I guess you don't know better." She was maybe 6 feet away from my outstretched legs now.

"Now what do you mean by that?"

"Oh, I don't know." Five feet away from me.

"I see you found a suit. Did you get the one you wanted?"

Four feet from me now. "No, she must have it with her or it's in her room." Three feet away.

"So which one did you borrow?" Two feet away.

"It's my own creation." One foot.

"It is? What do you call it?" Jenny stopped moving in the water.

Suddenly she jumped up straight up out of the water. As her shoulders broke the surface, she said, "My birthday suit."

Jenny jumped so high, her body down to her knees cleared the surface of the water. I was completely and totally shocked. She was completely naked.

My eyes took in her amazing breasts. Dark pink areolas with hard nipples sticking out. I had noticed several times before her breasts were on the larger side. I would guess they were on the smallest end of the C size. Water was streaming off body. At the ends of her nipples, little water falls had started. As she reached the top of her jump, her breasts continued upward. They had a wonderful bounce as her body started to move down. 

My eyes moved downward just in time to see her pussy mound. She was not clean shaven but had a little landing strip.

Her feet landed on the bottom. Her breasts however continued to move downward. When they hit bottom, they erupted in little shock waves that set them vibrating and quivering.

"So what do you think about my suit?"

I was speechless. What could I say? Here was a beautiful young woman, completely naked in my pool whom I had never thought of sexually before. Well not seriously that is. All men think of every woman sexually at some time. I had admired her figure and noticed her breasts with hardened nipples inside her bikini tops before.

But this was Jenny. My daughter's friend. The little girl I had watched grow up and mature. Now she was a woman and naked. She had just jumping up in my pool showing off her body to me.

When she landed, Jenny didn't sink back into the water but stood on her feet. She was letting me see her naked body. Jenny just stood there and we looked at each other for a second.

"Well?" she asked.

"Jenny!!! I.... well.... what? .... I don't know."

"You don't like my suit?" Jenny started to walk toward me. Her feet were straddling my legs.

"Jenny, you're naked. What are you doing?"

"Maybe you haven't noticed but I'm a woman now. And this woman wants you George."

I couldn't believe my ears. "You what?"

"I want you. I've wanted you for years now. You are the sexiest man I know. Ever time I look at you, my pussy gets wet. Today is the day I'll have you."

"But I'm married. You're Sara's best friend. We can't do this."

"I know you're married and Sara is my best friend. That doesn't mean we can't have fun together."

"Yes it does young lady. I'm married and I've never cheated on my wife."

"Come on George. I've seen you looking at me for years. I can see the lust in your eyes. You make my pussy wet when you look at me and now it's time to fulfill my deepest fantasy."

I was shocked on several counts. I never knew I had lust in my eyes. I never knew she saw me looking at her. And, she had never called me George before. 

"Your what?"

"My deepest fantasy. I want you."

Jenny was now standing with her toes about my hips. She then abruptly sat down. Her arms went around my neck. Her breasts were pressed into my chest. I could feel her hard nipples press into my skin. Her pussy mound pressing onto my cock.

My God!!!!! How had my cock gotten hard?

Before I knew it, Jenny leaned in and kissed me. I was dump struck. I did not kiss back.

"Come on George," Jenny said. "I know you want me. Kiss me." She immediately leaned in again and kissed me. I felt her tongue press against my lips. Involuntarily, I opened my lips a little. Her tongue slid into my mouth.

I pulled me head to one side. "God Jenny. We must stop." Jenny responded by leaning over and kissing me again.

Now she started to rock her hips. Her mound ground onto my cock. I could feel her breasts and incredibly hard nipple pressing into me. As she rocked up and down on my cock, her breasts buried themselves in my skin.

Her tongue was in my mouth again. My tongue touched the tip of her tongue. Jenny moaned. She leaned back but kept rocking on my cock. "That's better George. Today I'm all yours. Take me and make me feel like a woman."

With that, she reached down in the water and found my hand. She lifted it and, leaning back a little then put my hand on her breast. Instinctively, my hand closed on the firm orb. Her nipple was pushing into my palm. Before I knew it, I was kneading her breast.

"Oh my god George. I've wanted this for so long. I can't believe you're finally touching me." Quickly she leaned in trapping my hand. Her arm went around my neck again. Our lips met again and she resumed rocking on my cock.

We kissed for maybe 5 minutes when I felt her arm come off my neck. Next I felt it push between our bodies and then her hand was on my cock. Jenny broke the kiss and said, "Finally I get to feel your cock. I can't tell you the number of times I've looked at your crotch and wondered what your cock would feel like. And around the pool here, my pussy is totally wet watching you walk around in your bathing suit." Again she quickly leaned in and kissed.

It wasn't long before she said, "Let's dry off and go inside. I want to make love to you so badly."

"Jenny, we can't. My wife....... Sara....... We just can't."

"Yes we can." She stood up and pulled me to my feet. Jenny then turned her back to the pool edge and jumped out of the water so she sat on the edge. Her legs opened and I had an unobstructed view of her pussy for the first time. Her foot went to the deck then she was standing. She reached out and I took her hands. She pulled me out of the water.

Standing in front of her, we started to kiss again. It is a good thing my backyard is secluded and so the neighbours couldn't see the pool.

Again her hand was on my cock. Jenny started to stroke me through my suit. She let go and then I felt her hands on either hip. My suit was pushed down and onto the deck.

With my cock sticking straight out, Jenny stepped into me again. I felt her hand on me. The tip of my cock rubbed along her belly. Then I felt it on her mound. Jenny then leaned a little to one side as she lifted one leg. The next thing I knew, my cock was between her legs. She straightened up and her leg came down and trapped my cock along her pussy lips.

An incredible smile crossed her face. She closed her eyes and we started to kiss again.

Jenny then started to move her hips and my cock slid along her pussy. I could feel how wet she was. Her pussy lips were soft and puffy. It wasn't long before those soft lips surrounded my cock. I felt her hand on mine then she lifted it to her breast again. I had not felt a firm breast like that for a long time.

I don't know how long we stood there. It might have been 5 minutes or 5 hours. I was lost in all the sensations running through my body.

When she finally broke off the kiss, she leaned her head back a little and looked at me with half closed eyes. I had seen that look before on my wife and I knew Jenny was well on her way to having an orgasm.

I felt her legs open and then Jenny stepped backward. My cock came out from between her legs. Even though it was a hot day, the air on my wet cock felt cool after being inside her hot pussy lips. Quickly her hand rapped around my cock and she started to pump me. I guess I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the incredible feeling of her hand on me. When I opened them, Jenny was looking at me and smiling. "I'm glad you like me touching you." She leaned in and kissed me again.

Without stopping the kiss, Jenny took a step backwards. She pulled my cock as she moved. I had to follow her. With one more step, I heard Jenny's legs hit one of the lounge chairs. I felt her free hand on the back of my head then she slowly lay back on the cushion. She gently pulled me down as she lay back. My knees hit the chair. Jenny lay down so she was on her back. Her legs were now on either side of the lounge. I ended up completely on top of her.

Not missing a beat, Jenny aimed my cock directly at the top of her soft pussy. The tip touched her clit and she moved it down her wet lips. When it got to the tight opening to her womanhood, she stopped moving the tip and pushed up with her hips. My cock was now almost completely inside her.

A loud moan escaped her lips. Then she said, "Oh my God George. I've wanted this for so long. Fuck me. Make my pussy yours. Take me." She pulled her hips back a little the pushed up hard. My cock buried itself deep inside her soft hot pussy.

I knew what I was doing was wrong but I couldn't stop myself at this point. I pulled out and then pushed in hard so I was completely buried. I could feel the hairs on her landing strip tickling me. They felt wonderful.

I pulled out and started to pump her. The lounge was groaning with the force of my thrusts. "Fuck me George. Fuck me harder. Come on, pound my pussy."

Nothing could stop me now. Faster and faster I drove my cock into her. I rolled over a little to one side and put my hand on her tit. Her nipple pushed into my palm. Moving my hand, my fingers found her nipple and I pulled it. Jenny immediately let out a big moan. I rolled the nipple and she moaned even louder.

Jenny's pussy was so hot and soft and tight, I knew I would not last long. This was probably the hottest sex I had ever had. I love my wife but she can be a little cold in the bedroom. Oh sure we fuck regularly. She sucks my cock almost daily. But when we fuck, she just lays there kissing me and letting me fuck her. She isn't very active during intercourse.

But Jenny was totally different. Her hips were coming up to meet every one of my thrusts. I could hear the squishy noise her pussy was making. I don't think I ever fucked a woman who was so wet. Jenny's hands were all over my back. I could feel her nails digging in a little. The pain actually felt good in a strange kind of way. The most incredible part of fucking her was her pussy muscles. Every time I drove into her, she clamped them around my cock so she was milking me. I was so turned on. I was pounding her pussy with all the force I could manage.

I was about to cum. It wasn't going to be long before I shot my load. At that moment, the thought hit me that I didn't know if she was on the pill. I didn't know if I should shoot into her or not. Just as I thought I should pull out of her to be safe, Jenny lifted her legs and put her heels on my ass. Now she was pulling me into her deeper and deeper.

I tried to pull out but her heels stopped me. Jenny said between the little gasps for air she was taking, "Don't pull ..... out!!!!! ..... I want ..... to ..... feel ..... your ..... hot ..... cum inside ..... of me. ..... Fuck me ..... George. ..... Give me ..... all your ..... hot cum."

I only pumped her 2 or 3 more times before my cum shot up my cock and deep into her pussy. I pushed in deep and held still as my cock shot deep inside of her. Jenny rolled her head back and let out the biggest groan. I felt her pussy walls twitch about my cock.

We both held still for a few seconds. Then Jenny moved her hips and started to slowly work my cock again. I didn't move. She was tightening her pussy muscles around my cock. Jenny was milking my cock dry.

Slowly her heels relaxed on my ass but she left them resting there. I took my hand off her tit. With both hands on the lounge, I arched my back and pushed back from her a bit. Jenny opened her eyes a little and smiled up at me. "That was incredible George. I've dreamed about this day for so long but never did I think it would be as fantastic as this." She pulled me back down and out lips met in a long kiss.




The Perfect Weekend



I could feel her flexing her pussy muscles around my cock. Apparently I didn't go soft after shooting into her. She broke off the kiss, looked me in the eyes and said, "Let me suck your cock a little so I can clean you up. Then take me inside and fuck me again and again.

What could I say? I had already fucked this beautiful young woman once. What harm could there be fucking her again?