How my daddy made me

How my daddy made me a cum slut. Maybe I should rethink that title. After all, it wasn’t as if he didn’t have help. A lot of it. I may even have become a cumslut without his helpful hints, but it would have taken me a lot longer to figure things out, and I wouldn’t have had nearly so much fun. Like a lot of parents, Dad was stuck driving his daughter around a lot when I was in high school. Fortunately he is a lawyer, and he was able to make his own schedule. He’d drive us back and forth to classes, cheerleader meets, football games, my friend’s houses and the like. I’d often hinted that I’d like a car of my own, but Daddy always said that driving me around allowed him to keep a closer eye on me. I knew it wasn’t really a money issue because we lived in an upper class home in the affluent end of town. Very often Dad would also give a lift to my best girl friend, Allie. She was on the cheerleader squad, too, and we had been best friends for, like, forever.

Anyway, Dad was always driving us around and giving us little bits of daddy advice while he drove. Sometimes he’d talk about the evils of drugs, sometimes about how to study better and grow up to be smart and rich, and sometimes about boys. Come to think of it, he joked around about boys a lot. Little did either of us know how soon we’d both discover how much he really knew? Allie and I were riding in the backseat and giggling about Bobby, the wide receiver on the football team. I was wearing a short top and a new pair of low slung jeans I had just gotten for my birthday. I was entirely within the school dress code, but Bobby, with a kind of dazed look in his eyes, had made some crack about how much more of me he’d like to see while he was gazing at a spot somewhere south of my belly. I liked Bobby a lot, and we’d made out a few times, but I had made damn sure that it never went any further. Anyway, I told Allie about his drooling on the ride home that night and we couldn’t help but giggle. Dad even made a crack - “You two need to watch out. Being cheerleaders makes you prime bait. Boys will always be fishing for sex from you.” He was right, though. Boys are like, so stupid.

“That reminds me!” Allie said, as she pulled a newsletter from Boulder University out of her backpack. “You’ve gotta see this!” she said. Allie passed the paper to me, and pointed to an article on an inside page. Allie whispered to me, “The college is getting into all kinds of trouble for letting them print this. They think it’s like corrupting our morals or something. A lot of the parents are trying to get the paper to stop.” I looked at her like she was crazy, but she pushed my hand holding the paper back towards me and said, “Go on! Read it!”

Girl Talk – A Sex kitten’s Primer by Miss Julie. OK girls, here’s your sex lesson for this week. Remember it and promise to use it only for good (that means getting yourself laid!). Here goes. Boys are visually excited. I know it doesn’t sound like much, but think about this a little bit. That means that they can get horny just by seeing a little bare skin. Trust me on this. Even if all you’re doing is letting your belly button wink out from under a short top it’s enough to turn his thoughts to screwing you. You don’t have to do a thing but let him see some skin. You want to get a guy excited quickly? Flash him a pert nipple or your dripping pussy by pulling your clothes aside, not off. I guarantee a major reaction!

But if you really want to get him hot, don’t let him see you naked! That’s right – keep some of your clothes on. It adds a little mystery to your encounter, and a little urgency. Remember this rule - he’ll always be wanting more if he feels like he hasn’t seen it all. It’s like if you’re screwing around and you haven’t had time to even take off your skirt or your shoes, it must mean that you really want him badly. At least that’s what your boyfriend’s poor little mind will believe! Did you do your homework from last week and look at a few porn sites on the internet? How many totally naked girls did you see? Not many, right? They were usually only partially clothed. They had on just a skirt (pushed up around her waist, of course), or some stockings. Some jewelry, or maybe just a pair of high heels (lots of guys really go for that one!). That’s because boys always see a partially clad young girl as way sexier than a totally naked one. Hard to believe, but it’s true. Try it, and you’ll see that I’m right. Next time you’re screwing your current hunk, retain some mystery and don’t let him see everything. And remember from now on, as long as you’re in a relationship with a boy, keep some clothes on! I was totally amazed. I had never heard this kind of stuff before. I mean, who’s going to tell you stuff like that? Your mom? No way! Your friends? Maybe, but none of my friends had anywhere near enough experience to write something like this. I mean, we may have been the cheerleaders but our reputation was much bigger than our reality. This was a real live college girl. One who had obviously been there, done that and got the pictures. As I imagined myself maybe flashing a titty at Bobby, I have to admit, I felt a pleasurable little tingle between my legs.

“Natalie?” My reverie was snapped when Dad spoke over his shoulder, “Natty, what is it? Let me take a look.” Now Allie’s always had a little crush on my dad. He is pretty good looking, with a firm jaw and thick black hair with just a touch of gray, and she considers herself pretty mature and likes to joke around with him. So she giggled and started to hand the paper over the back of the front seat to him. I reached out and took her hand in mine and stopped her. She gave me a look like, “What are you doing!” but she stopped. I said, “It’s nothing, Daddy. Just something about the swim team that only Allie would find funny.” Dad was driving, but he wasn’t stupid. I’m sure that he thought that it was something else, but just then we arrived at Allie’s and he let it go when she jumped out of the car with a “Thanks! Bye!”

Now I was all kinds of anxious to try out my new knowledge, but I was also more than a little timid. I mean, aside from my daddy no male had ever seen any part of me that wasn’t covered by my swimsuit. And he hadn’t seen anything since I was a very little girl. Mom was kind of stuffy about stuff like that. I mean, she’s really pretty and all, and I had a sneaking suspicion that she and Dad had a pretty good sex life. But everybody was always dressed in my house, and aside from an occasional crack from Daddy, sex just wasn’t mentioned. But the idea of turning that dazed look of Bobby’s up a notch or two really fascinated me. And for the next week or so I was so horny that I had to play with myself every night. Thursday night I had just settled into my bed a little early. My homework was all done and all I really wanted was to dip my fingers into myself. Just the thought of flashing Bobby had me really craving a good orgasm. I propped myself up on a few pillows, pulled up my nightshirt and watched my hands start working their magic on my bare pussy. I softly fondled the lips between my legs and watched as they became swollen and red. I had just reached that stage where I became so sensitive that it was time to plunge my finger in and start working towards a good cumming when the phone rang.

“Damn,” I whispered. I wrestled with the idea of just letting it ring so that I could finish my self pleasuring, but you know as well as I do that no teenage girl can resist the siren call of her phone. It was my own fault for starting so early in the night, but my pussy just wouldn’t wait! I reached over to my bedside table with my left hand and picked it up while I continued to make small circles around my clit with my right. God, did that feel good!

“Hello,” I said, trying not to sound too breathless.

“Hey,” said Allie. “Whatcha up to?”

I had to pause for just a second as a shudder of delight ran up from my pussy. I caught my breath and than said, “Nothing.” I spread my legs a little wider.

There was a kind of pause on the other end of the phone, and then Allie kind of whispered, “Me neither.”

I was preoccupied by the slippery feeling of my finger gently rubbing my clit, so I didn’t say anything for a minute. Allie didn’t either. It really wasn’t that unusual – sometimes we’d just hang on the phone for company without talking. And I found I was grateful for the pause so that I could enjoy my fingering. Then she said, “So did you work up the nerve yet?” We’d talked about the article by Miss Julie every time we’d seen each other all week. It was like some kind of forbidden knowledge that was insinuating itself into our every thought. It was titillating, and it was because article had taken residence in my brain that I had been horny for days. We wondered what kind of girl Miss Julie was, and what she was really like. On top of that, Allie had spent all week trying to talk me into giving Bobby a good look at my breast, or maybe my bare ass.

“No,” I said, sounding just a little exasperated. I mean, how many times were we going to go over this? I flicked my finger idly against my clit, just enjoying myself while keeping my pussy warmed up so that I could give myself a good thrashing when we got off the phone. Besides, it was really delicious to be fondling myself while I was talking to Allie. Before Miss Julie entered our lives, talking to somebody, even Allie, was something I would never have dreamed of doing while I was delighting the opening between my legs. Allie reminded me that tomorrow was Friday. She had kind of set the end of the week as a deadline for me to show off some part of my naked body. I’d never agreed, but I guess I didn’t really argue with her, either. My best tactic was a strong offense, I’d decided.

“What about you?” I asked. “I told you I would if you would.” My defense was that Allie didn’t have a boyfriend. I think that most of the boys were intimidated by her because she’s always been about the smartest girl in school. Allie’s really cute, with a body I wished I had – all soft curves hinting at warm secrets. Her breasts are fuller than mine, and she has the most gorgeous set of pink lips and an upturned nose. Her hair is brown, soft and thick. I’m more the gangly all American girl type – I think they call it coltish. Blond, long and slender. Still, I figured that if I was going to try something like this, then my best friend had to come up with a way to try it, too.

“I was thinking,” she said. “I was thinking,” she said again, and I thought I heard her gasp. “Now you promise that you won’t think I’m crazy or something!”

“Noooo,” I said. I mean, I had to know, right? I may have even stopped my own fondling for a moment.

“I was thinking… Mark!”

“Your brother Mark!?” I said in amazement. “You’ve gotta be kidding!”

“He’s just so…….dreamy!” she said. She had me there. Mark was Allie’s older brother. A real live college student and a major hunk to boot. He’d had plenty of girlfriends through the years, but he had mostly ignored Allie and me. As I pictured his chiseled good looks and his dark curly hair I suddenly realized that I had started rubbing my pussy with a lot more energy than I was using only a second before, and I was suddenly a whole lot more slippery.

“I’ll tell you something else,” she whispered. “Once I started thinking about him, I couldn’t stop.” Allie gasped right out loud, and then moaned into the phone, “I’m playing with myself right now.”

“Omigod!!” I cried. “Me, too!!” A picture of Allie naked on her bed, her legs spread and her fingers dipping hard and fast into her pussy sprang into my head. Her dark brown hair was spread over her pillow as she tried to watch herself cum but couldn’t, because her eyes kept closing in ecstasy. I couldn’t help myself, and I moaned loudly into the phone just before I dropped it. I think I remember hearing Allie’s soft whimper at the same time, but I’m not sure. I was too busy being amazed watching my own pussy. The sensation of knowing that Allie was on the other end of the phone with her legs spread and her fingers wet with cum propelled my caresses immediately from languid play into imminent orgasm. My self pleasuring had reached a whole new level of intensity that I’d never experienced before, thanks to the vision of my nude girlfriend. Suddenly something new happened. I was frantically rubbing, faster and faster, watching my fingers massage my pussy and trying to get myself off when squirt of cum shot out of my puffy red lips and drenched my fingers. All at once the air in my room was all gone. I thrust two fingers into myself as far as I could while I came and came harder than I ever had before. All those years of what I’d thought were intense cummings vanished in a heartbeat, because this one made them weak and pale in comparison. I thrust my pussy up against my hand, my ass in the air as I strained for more. My body shook involuntarily, and I would have screamed, but I was too busy gasping for oxygen.

After what seemed like forever, my orgasm started to subside. The aftershocks came every few seconds and I was slowly able to relax back down into my bed. I stretched my legs out in front of me as I eased down. My back and the inside of my thighs ached from the strain they had endured for my grateful pussy. I’d rub little circles around my clit, wait for a little mini-orgasm, and then rub again. Gradually my cummings tapered off, and I was able to remember where I was. Even who I was, for that matter. I picked up the phone again, and said “Allie?” My voice came out all scratchy and weak. There was no answer but some soft moaning and the kind of squishy wet sound that you get when you rub your pussy. I figured that Allie was finishing cumming too, and so I waited patiently, gently caressing myself in post orgasmic languor. Every once in a while I’d say her name into the phone again. After a few minutes, she answered. “God!” She said. “I just came like I’ve never come before.” I had to consciously take a mouthful of air so that I had enough breath to answer.

“Me too,” I said.

“Wow.” It sounded like she was still having trouble breathing too.

“Yeah.”

“I’ve never…..”

“God,” I said. I know it wasn’t Shakespeare, but somehow it was the best most personal conversation of my whole life.

“The picture of you playing with yourself just did something to me,” Allie said languidly. “I don’t know why, but when I thought of your blond hair and your fingers in your pussy.” I could hear a contented ‘I just came’ smile in her voice, as well as the beginnings of some post orgasmic sleepiness. I felt the same way, and I didn’t mind at all that she was hearing the same things from me. Contented, drained, and drowsy beyond belief, we each said, “I love you, baby,” and then hung up. The next day was Friday, and I think my legs were still a little rubbery from my session the night before. I had been playing with myself for a couple of years, but I’d never cum like that! It was a whole new ballgame. Fueled by the Sex kitten Primer, a desire had started swimming through my brain begging to be released. Allie was in all of the advanced classes, so we didn’t actually spend much time together during the day. We only ever saw each other during passing periods. But we always spent a lot of time together during cheerleader practice. So I was a little surprised to find her standing by my locker before first period. Aside from a slight blush and a wicked knowing smile, she didn’t bring up anything about our newfound mutual activity.

She did, however, point out that it was Friday and that I was supposed to let Bobby see some of me naked. She knew that at this point it wouldn’t take much of a push to make me do it. We both seemed to have crossed a line, and what was unthinkable yesterday was not only doable now, but almost necessary. On the way to school I had made up my mind for sure, and Allie giggled with glee when I said that I was going to do it. Of course she wanted details. But I really didn’t have any. Pussy, ass or breast? Passing period in the hall, or an under the desk look in the science class Bobby and I took together. I’d been contemplating my choices ever since I’d read Miss Julie’s article, but I still hadn’t come up with a plan. Or even a where or when, for that matter. I managed to spend the whole day thinking about what to do during classes without actually taking any action. I suppose I was stalling until school was over. I knew that I’d be seeing Bobby at the football game, and I figured that that would be my chance. During the game, when I wasn’t cheering, I came up with a plan. And by the time the final whistle blew, I knew what to do and where. Dad would be by right after the game to take us home, so if I was going to do anything, my window of opportunity was pretty small. The girls and I ran over to the door where the players were going in for their showers, which was what we always did. We liked to cheer them into the locker room. As Bobby went by, I said, “Meet me by the tree.” He looked tired as he ran past, but nodded. The tree was known to all of the students. It was barely off of the school grounds, and so it was used as a meeting place for all kinds of stuff. All you had to say was “the tree” and anybody in school knew what you meant. After school though, nobody went there.

I’d never looked at the tree before as a spot for an assignation, so I checked it out as soon as I got to it. It was on the farthest edge of the school, and not really near anything. There were some bushes and the fence that belonged to some unlucky guy who I’m sure thought he lived too close to the student body. The tree wasn’t exactly hidden from sight, but it was far from the school and a couple of kids hanging out there for a few minutes wouldn’t be noticed. I stood so that the tree was between me and the school, and quickly reached up under my cheerleader skirt and hooked my thumbs under my panties. I bent over as I slid them down my legs, which suddenly seemed even longer than usual. I had a little trouble getting them off over my shoes, but there was enough elastic in them that I managed. As I stuffed my panties into my pack, I felt to my amazement that my pussy was becoming wet. And I hadn’t even touched myself. I was already building towards a major cum, and I wondered if it could possibly be as intense as the one last night. Bobby showed up in a few minutes, his hair still a little wet from the shower. He said hi as he took me in his arms. He’s pretty tall, and I enjoyed cuddling myself against him as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

“Why’d you make me come out here?” he asked.

“Oh, no special reason,” I said. Then I pulled his head down and gave him the biggest, wettest, most passionate kiss that I could. He was too surprised to respond for like, a second. Then he started kissing me back. We both knew that I’d have to leave in a couple of minutes, and that fact spurred our kissing harder and faster. Knowing that we couldn’t get “too far” before I had to go added some serious enthusiasm. My newfound eagerness gave Bobby a little courage, and his hand found its way to my breast. For the first time ever, I didn’t push it away iss that I could. He was too surprised to respond for like, a second. Then he started kissing me back. We both knew that I’d have to leave in a couple of minutes, and that fact spurred our kissing harder and faster. Knowing that we couldn’t get “too far” before I had to go added some serious enthusiasm. My newfound eagerness gave Bobby a little courage, and his hand found its way to my breast. For the first time ever, I didn’t push it away.

I knew that I was going to have to get busy with my plan. Daddy really hated it if Allie and I weren’t at the pickup spot when he got there. So I pushed Bobby gently away. He knew I was short on time, so he didn’t keep trying. He did say “Wow,” however.

I looked him in the eyes, gave him my biggest brightest smile, and said, “Want to see?”

“What are you talking about?”

I smiled at him, and put my hands together in front of me and swung them back and forth like a little girl. “Want to see?” I repeated in a singsong voice.

“See what?” he said, with a suggestive smile. He was hoping, but he really figured that he was going to get nothing more than our new cheer, or maybe a look at my science project.

“I’m going to have to go. Do you want to see or not?”

“Ok, ok. Yes, I want to see.”

I took a step over to a low branch on the tree. It was big enough and low enough that sometimes kids sat on it while they hung out. Bobby tried to follow me over, but I pushed him back and said firmly, “You’re not allowed to move. Just stay here!” He did, and I turned my back to him and stepped over to the branch, watching him over my shoulder and never taking my eyes off of his. It was now or never. When I was sure that he wasn’t going to follow me over, I bent slowly over the branch, and rested my chest on it. I already felt exposed, and I knew that even if I’d had my panties on, Bobby was seeing more of my ass than he ever had before. I reached both hands behind me, and slowly lifted my skirt up, revealing my tight little butt to the world. I was swamped with sensation. I could feel a cool breeze on my ass, and I know it’s impossible, but I swear I could feel Bobby’s stare too. I couldn’t help myself. My pussy needed some rubbing so badly that I clenched my legs together and rocked my ass back and forth, trying to get some pressure on my clit. It helped, but it wasn’t enough. I knew that from behind and with me bent over Bobby couldn’t see my pussy.

I moved my right hand to my crotch, and started rubbing my clit. A surge of pleasure broke over me like a giant wave crashing over the beach, engulfing me so entirely that I forgot where I was and what I was doing. I didn’t quite cum, but I had the strongest sensation short of an orgasm that I’d ever felt. I think I almost fainted. When the wave of dizziness passed over me and I remembered that I was outside with my bare ass hanging out for all to see, I slowly stood up and turned around, letting my skirt fall back into place. Forgetting where my finger had just been, I slowly put it in my mouth and grinned at Bobby. His eyes were bugging out, and I think that maybe he was drooling just a little. But my eyes were drawn to his crotch. Up until that moment, I thought that I had some idea of what an erect penis might be like, but I was so wrong. It was so swollen and big that I could clearly see its outline through his jeans. It was like something that wasn’t Bobby had found its way into his pants. Did I mention that it was big? Jeez! To think that girls all over the world allowed those things to be put inside them! I couldn’t believe it. I figured that someday I was going to let Bobby put that inside me, but it was so big!

I dragged my eyes back up to Bobby’s face, and he was wearing a big stupid grin. I took my finger out of my mouth and stepped back over to him.

“You like?” I said, using my best innocent little girl voice.

I didn’t really get an answer. Bobby grabbed me and pulled me to him, pressing his lips against mine. His hands immediately reached down behind me, lifted my skirt out of the way and grabbed my ass as he yanked us together. Even through his jeans and my cheerleader skirt, I could feel how large and hard he was. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him hard as he started sliding his dick up and down, imitating the movements he’d use if he were actually inside me. I was breathless. I was giddy. But I returned his kisses eagerly. I was hot and bothered and horny as hell. But I wasn’t quite so far gone that I didn’t feel the clock ticking. My mission was accomplished - I’d certainly managed to get Bobby all hot without too much effort on my part. For the first time a boy had seen my naked butt. But Daddy would be in the parking lot by now. I had to get going. I leaned away from Bobby, putting some space between our chests but leaving us together from the waist down. His movements slowed a little, but he kept clutching my naked ass and thrusting his dick against me.

I looked him in the eyes and said, “I have to go now.”

“No you don’t,” he said, kind of kidding but obviously preoccupied with the sensation of his dick in his pants.

“Oh, yes I do,” I said. I put both of my hands on his chest and gently pushed us apart. Bobby still had his hands on my bare ass, but there was enough space between us that I could look down and see his penis straining inside his jeans. I couldn’t help myself. I just had to hold it for a second. I was discovering that this whole sex thing is powerful stuff, and sometimes you wind up doing things almost involuntarily. We both watched as I moved my hand between his legs and took hold through his jeans. He moaned softly, and then he thrust himself against my hand. Once, twice, three times and then he took a deep breath and held it as he tried not to groan and shudders began to rack his body. I may have been a virgin, but I’d had enough orgasms to know one when I see one. I held on to his dick as he came, and I wondered just what it looked like, cumming in his pants, straining and shooting sperm. I held on for six or seven good thrusts, feeling the pulsing warmth even through his jeans.

“Oh god,” Bobby said as his trembling slowed and his eyes came back into focus. I wondered if it was going to leave a wet spot that would show on his jeans. But I really didn’t have time to find out. This had already gone on longer than I’d intended. I reached up and took his head in my hands. “Gotta go, honey” I said. I kissed him hard, and then let him go. I picked up my pack, and started to trotted to the parking lot and my waiting Daddy.

Nisha the nymph maid

It was a hot summer day. I had taken leave from office for some personal work. When I returned home it was around 2.30 pm. The summer sky was like an invisible dragon breathing out fire from its nostrils. The road was almost empty. Our apartment was also looking lifeless. I was relieved after reaching the inside of the building and started my way up thru the cool semi-dark stairs. My apartment was in the 2nd floor. When I was approaching the landing of the first floor, suddenly I heard the sound of a door opening. There were two flats opposite to one another. The door to my left was opening very slowly but suddenly it started to close again. It appeared to me that whoever was behind the door closed it after hearing me coming up. I continued on my way up and after reaching halfway to the floor above, I hid my self behind the stairs and waited. My eyes were fixed on the door downstairs. A little later the door opened again and a person stealthily peeked from the half open door to make sure no one was outside. It was the Venu, the 17 years old son of our guard. He hurriedly went downstairs. The door closed behind his back again. That flat belonged to my landlord Mr. Sharma, a retired senior officer, most colorful elderly person. Confirmed bachelor he used to live alone. I enjoy the company of him more than the drinks he offers for the girl takes his care. Nisha, was a kind of amazing attraction for me there, I must say.

Her irresistible sexy appearance since the first sight caught my imaginations. I was amazed how she should be there taking care of this old man. In fact, she do not appear like maids we find in most houses, her polished appearance coupled with her raw sexy look can give a sudden erection to even a dead man. About 23 years old, short of 5' in height with shining stretched skin radiating her youthfulness over her chestnut brown complexion covered amply but evenly with plump fat all over the curves. Her frail frame that are rather accentuated at every corners of her body with plumpness gives her a look hot with irresistible oomph, surely I envy this old man but admire for his choice. Aware of her attraction, clad normally in thin cotton saree over tightly set blouse, that barely packs her pendulous large tits only she attracts eyes easily oozing sex from every inch of her body. The narrow strip of blouse hiding the bra straps only bares her cane like bent spine that sways causing a steep wave of her hip bulges. She had a thin waistline compared to her wide and round buttocks spread into wide pelvis. That shaped her body with raw sex appeal that she never intends to hide, she wears saree quite low exposing her navel tied deep down enough to give an erect cock a second alternative.

Revealing the wide pelvis the underbelly covered with a thin layer of flab around the saree knots, forming the thin tier, the ripples it creates, her wide pelvis bones housing in between the flat plateau that swells delicately lie a cushion, so sensual so round and inviting, hiding the swell of her choot mound is sexually irritable. She surely trims her pubic hairs regularly for my probing eyes ever could trace a strand there. She ties her saree so dangerously low that sexy like she should have revealed the hairs, if she had not trimmed. Sexy girl carefully trimming her choot hairs regularly became my major reason to visit my landlord, intending to eye the hot beauty. While I am there she appears quickly at the pretence of offering me tea or water deliberately walking heaving her lilting ass often sit down spreading the expanse of her round buttock. Tied dangerously low her saree slipping down would expose the expanse of her composed round hips partially to tantalize my sensuality. She would prepare tea asking me sugar or milk options twitching her ripe protruding lips and rolling her tongue deliberately baring her belly showing up thin flab around the waist line and the folds around her deep navel, without caring for the slipped pallu revealing the vivacity of her glorious firm round boobs, the tautness not cupped under thin bra revealed through thin fabric of blouse.

Soon it became most difficult a task to ignore her and was most fatal attraction for visiting the flat, that I used to enjoy. Every time I return with ache in my groin, my ears red and my balls swelling. My eager visits made Mr. Sharma to appeared bit possessive about her or extra cautious with young man like me. Back in my room she would haunt me with her gestures while opening the door arching her spines chest out drawing the attention to her round shapely tits with a curious smile in her lips. Through eventual visits she turned more intimate that excited me, discovering invitation in her lips, hungrily protruding wet and twitching eager to make a contact. I was simmered in slow heat wither oomph that was demanding a hard ruthless fuck as the days were passing by and my desire hotting up. Soon my visit became frequent and pleasing Sharma with exotic stories and wine. That was to grow a kind of intimacy wishing her always on the door. She would open the door for me arching her spine exaggerating her gorgeous boobs pricking out her spacious ass and eyeing me seductively silently but with fire in the wide dark eyes.

Within a week I started showing my inclination by patting her shoulder or helping her closing the door standing behind and imposing my manly stature, tempted every occasion having her pulsating youth under my arms, crushed and squeezed to ooze her oomph. Inside the room in front of Sharma, her most seductive way of serving tea, changed with my advances, her shameless induction caused dryness in my mouth. Inevitably causing uncoiling of my penis by her bold leaning and facing me serving tea with her eyes peeping my crotch curiously. Scanty tight blouse inadequate to cup her bursting boobs stretched the seams to limit, sometime not wearing any bra. Those occasions were killing, pert round firm round tits sagging delicately with dark nipples pricking out she used to lay trap that was fatal. Leaning purposefully to reveal her deep cleavage inviting my sensuality to her taut like nut, tits so shapely and firm. The nut like nipples pricking out curiously for she stopped wearing bra in my presence, declaring proudly the firmness of her boobs. Offering tea she would usually arrange the front fold of saree drawing my attention to the sumptuous slope that vanished below the saree line suggesting the charm of seductive swell under. I doubted always, that was pretentious and she actually used to rub her crotch. That always led me to think of her hidden treasure what puts me aroused for finding a way to explore between her legs, dragging her to bed, digging her deep. Squatting she displays well the sturdy wide thighs inviting my sensuality.

The only chance I had to make use of is the brief moment when she see me off at the door and receives me. Boiled in my own steam and certainly fired by Nisha’s exquisite erotic assets, one evening I could not stop from revealing my mind. As she opened the door, quickly looking along the long empty hall way, l held her hands tightly as she turned closing the door. She looked bit awed, I whispered-“Nisha…hey what’s up…ah you look so gorgeous this evening!” Her dark eyes widened full with curiosity, caressing her upper arm with the other hand I whispered again-“Are you offended for admiring you?” Her eyes moistened and fumbling with her lips she sighed softly and trembled her lips, the look was too tempting slipping my hand under her armpit closing her in I hummed-“Honey you are so cute looking…ah I should have spoke my admiration differently!” She did not spoke but spreading her hand on my biceps pretending resistance she took a deep breath. Her formed bulged out tits untapped under bra swelled big, I just pressed my cheek against her and rubbing kissed her earlobe. She sizzled I could feel her wriggling, she could have rebelled, without giving her any option, I held her cheeks in my hands and rapidly kissed her eyes, noses chin and pecked her trembling nervous dry lips. She gasped for breath and closing in pressing her belly against me controlled her breath and eyeing me with admiration and thanks hissed-“Uh week legit to…unpleased ab chor dijiye please!” I paused a moment and briefly kissing her soft rosey lips freed her and walked through the hallway.

I could see her earlobes blushing red, her steps are slow and heavy, I spread my hand on her hips. She did not resist and caressing her lilting ass with my hand we moved through the hall way. She walked with her heavy hips swinging under my hand and slowly putting sensual pressure. In the living room, my landlord greeted me without been much suspicious as he often, and we talked for sometime. He had a request, to take care of his house and Nisha for he would be out for some days. He also asked to fix a drink for us and wished me to take the bottle of wine, he had kept for me unfinished. I proceeded to the pantry. Nisha looking at us was standing there pressing against the door her tits. Stuffed inside the loose blouse her elegant taut tit pricking out eagerly was not covered under the saree. My eyes found source of imaging her erotic charm, drooping delicate the roundness is far from sagging. Dark grape like nipples are popping out of the thin cotton, rubbing my lips with my tongue I threw a kiss pointing my lips. Blushing and looking straight to my eyes she rolling her tongue in her cheek holding the end of saree she was about to cover her boob. Without any word admiring with my eyes I stopped her hand. She widening her eyes looked awed at me and I looking sternly at her caressed her round neck, she looked around but without retreating. That was a clear sign of her horny mind, I crossed my arm around her waist and with a sudden pull having her against my manly firmness cupped the drooping bulge, firm and shapely and gave a gentle push. Widely gaping she sighed silently and picking up her nipples above the blouse I gave a gentle pull.

Chastening with her dark wide seductive eyes coyly she forcing freed her, turned and deliberately heaving her shapely hips disappeared. Inside, Sharma busy watching cricket match greeted me and asked to sit. I fixed a drink and offered the old fox. He was rather engrossed with cricket match, I looked around and to get a better view I took the broad couch just behind her rocking chair. I could not get a view of Nisha. After finishing his drink, Sharma without moving his eyes asked me to fix another. Delighted I took the advantage and walked to the kitchen where Nisha was busy preparing snacks. Covered scantily by the thin blouse her chiseled back arched like a bow is fully bare down to the bulge of her gorgeous buttocks. She raised her brows looking at me, standing just behind her spreading my hand on her bare back just above the hip bulges asked-“Hey what’s cooking?” She without perturbed responded pointing me to the pan. To grow intimacy. I rested my chin on her bare shoulder and caressed her arms firmly and asked if she likes wine? She breathed deep to my delight and rocking her form shyly shook her head negating. Indulged, I closed my chest against her back and her lusty eyes flashed. Tempted moving to her side I pressed her cheeks hiding from Sharma’s look with my fore finger and thumb, I pressed to push out her ripe protruding juicy succulent lips and was provoked to suck her mouth. I restrained and spreading my hand over her flat and cushiony belly whispered-“Uh nehi piti ho to koi bura nehi…par chakhne me kya burai hai?” Raising her dense eyelash wide eyed she was listening to me, whispered-“Aap chakhayenge to chakh lungi!”

I could not resist from rubbing my finger in her lips and pressing my erect lund trapped under the pant against her bursting buttock. Locating my erection between her hip domes I whacked hard. Her look changed dramatically, blushing red her lips twitching impatiently, she breathing deep looked at me with awe and disbelief. I pressing my lund rubbed slowly, she almost moaned inspiring me and rotated her hips. I continued savoring her oomph while uttering loudly advices during Mr. Sharma’s absence. Sharma sitting in the lobby was listening to me and was seconding me with loud grunts. My hand on her thinly flubbed belly caressing around her navel traded below, slipped under her saree knot onto her swelled cushiony under belly. Gasping skunking deep her belly she whispered-“Uh chor dijiye please…wo Buddha dekh legi!” I was in erotic rage could not stop till my fingers touched thin silky growth of her pubic hairs. She drawing her belly in wriggling rubbing her sensual ass on my erection pleaded helplessly and to assure her, licking her earlobe I pulled gently the thin hairs a little and left her obediently and kept my hand on her back and rubbing my palm on her plump cheek was assuring her to ask me whenever she need any help. She was physically so close and her oomph was burning my senses I could not stop, sliding my hand along her stretched spine, bare portion of her back, I rested my hand on the rise of her pricking out hips. She raised her eyes and looked at me apprehensively.

Patting her buttock rubbing my hand I smiled and asked for the bottle. Her face is dotted with sweats, she rubbed her face and led to get the bottle. I watched her standing on one feet resting the knee on the counter is trying to reach the cubed above the kitchen counter. In the process saree from her folded leg pulled up had bared her robust wide thighs, she tried her legs further and the saree slipping exposed vast expanse of her buttocks up the lower cheek of her hip. That was too provocative to restrain, I quickly reaching her gave her support. One of hands held her by the ribs below her armpit stretching my fingers to dig in the rubbery bulge of her tit and another spread over her robust thigh. Her warm smooth robust thighs were so sensual to touch and rub, aroused I putting my mouth on her pulpy ass kissed rubbed my face and aroused pressed my teeth biting the pulp. Sighing aloud she looked at me with awe. I pushed her up and slid my hand above till it cupped her ass below the saree. Opening her mouth, she looked at me and I encouraged her speaking aloud-“Uh aur thora…uh uthao, ur upaar…le lo bottle.” She pulled her ass up and I spreading my hand along her ass furrow, with my thumb along the splitted cleavage and my middle finger probing her choot slit, covered thin growth of hair the soft delicate wet swelled slit was throbbing impatiently. Her thin patch of silky soft pubic hair, I felt under my palm.

Her hot moist choot was amazingly soft and apparently least used, I felt an almost uncontrollable urge to venture through her choot and started licking her smooth pulpy ass. Wide eyed she biting her lips heaved a sigh and holding the bottle lowered her ass that got my middle finger jabbed deep in her remarkably elastic choot. I felt assured with her choot lips clinching on my finger. Inspired by her wetness caused by my stimulations, fantasizing the pleasure she would give with her such a tight choot I started fucking her choot with my finger slowly, I kissed and licked her firm robust silk smooth thigh, she is not only tight but had used it little. Heaving her waist and panicked she almost loudly hissed-“Oh please chor dijiye…wo dekh legi to meri…uh please!” I freed her and helped her to climb down. Bottle in hand, pitching a large tent on my crotch I walked to the lobby licking my finger, she followed me to the door. I stopped and bade good night! She chin down leaned on me parting her lips, those were wet and trembling, I wished to kiss her lips, suck the heat out of it but I restrained. Her eyes were all focused on my tent. I restrained, after all, I did not wanted to loose this rented accommodation! Especially when the initial advances were so much rewarded with and so gorgeously, I was rather confident of soaking with her oomph at my pace during Sharma’s absence and fuck her with leisure extracting every drop of juice out of her. I held her hand and putting on my enraged cock spoke loudly-“Mr. Sharma ki be-maujdgi mein…ah jana…jaroorat pari to!” Nervously cupping my crotch her eyes were wide and her face was blushing red eyeing shyly at my aroused cock, she only looked at me awed. Sharma heard me and seconded aloud, I smiled with a wink.

Sure of anointing my lund after an interval with Nisha’s saucy choot, next morning leaving my flat a sudden disclosure opened up with a new option. I watched Venu, son of the guard slipping off from Mr. Sharma’s flat. I suspected Nisha was surely having an affair with the him in the absence of Mr. Sharma. Initially it was mix of rage and frustration of passion that I felt boiling up inside my groin. The thought of my attempt for a chance to get friendly with the girl and win her mind assuring her to feel the heat of my masculinity, while she is flirting with Venu raged a fire in me. Enraged and perhaps frustrated I decided not to go and inquire and gave up the idea of spending erotically hot time with her. The next day was a Saturday, Mr. Sharma had left that morning. The week was hectic, and long, I slept rather late and decided of staying back at home alone to complete some of my assignments, not very urgent but since I had nothing better to do. Some how, since the last day’s incident I was bit uncertain and the rage being cooled down, I decided of visiting Nisha in the evening and called her over phone and asked if she need anything or would like to take a night show! My plan was to giving her a treat at some lonely restaurant and enjoying the film sitting in the last row and at the same time enjoying her oomph, arousing her for the mid-night session, hosting her a good dinner for the horny girl and then putting fire with her in my bed!

The very thought warmed me up and as I was about to call her over phone, it was around 11.30 AM, I saw through the window, Venu, the young chap roaming around the premises and occasionally looking at the 1st Floor window. Then all of a sudden he disappeared. Quickly a string of thoughts ran in my head, immediately I came out of my apartment, and took my position at the landing between 1st and 2nd floor and watched the entrance of my landlord’s apartment. Within a few minutes Venu came up and stealthily entered the apartment. The door was already open. I let some 10-15 minutes to pass. Then I came downstairs and stood in front the apartment door. I planned to ring the bell and nab them unaware. Giving them some time, as par my plan I pressed the latch before pushing the bell for not to give them enough time and to my amazement found and it is unlocked! Gently I pushed the door - and it opened. In the hurry they must have had forgot to close the door even. I thanked them for being careless and went inside.
The drawing cum dining room was partially dark as all the heavy drapes were drawn. No body was there. I walked towards one of the bedrooms tiptoed and heard anxious whispers inside. Two anxious voices are arguing for and against with much urgency. I heard a male voice arguing-“Tau thik jai, mai sab ko yeh bata dungi!” I was bit curious, the door was open and a single look told me whatever I needed to know.

Nisha was lying on the big double bed. Her legs were hanging at the edge of the bed with her petticoat and saree pulled up hurriedly around her waist and between her legs Venu was kneeling with his pant dropped below his knees. His young and naked back was faced to me and he was busy fingering her cunt. The girl was moaning and wriggling her body in ecstasy urging her-“Uuuuh wo kar please…ah mai bhi teri karungi! Uh jid mat kar…ah aise hi kar…samjha kar, wo nehi hogi!” Holding the back of her heads she is pulling and urging to kiss lick her choot that was beyond my sight. But thighs, so shapely and wide that I pointed my lips and threw a kiss. Even she was pushing him between her legs, he instead leaned over her and opened the buttons of her blouse to reveal her stunningly bulged out round taut tits. I could see the long ripe tits hard and swollen so big with her nipples aroused like dried dates shining at the center of dark areola blushing red. I licked my lips. With her wriggling the upturned vivacious naked tits writhed causing thin ripples, I was overwhelmed by her naked beauty. The stupid guy, Venu without squeezing Nisha's breasts got on trying to push his erect cock head into Nisha's choot. Nisha in an ecstatic voice hushed-“Oh abhi nehi…oh nehi…upar, aur upar…oh!” Stragely Nisha's hand was full with his erection that she was shaking and rubbing forcefully but at the same time keeping it away from her cunt whenever he was trying to enter her.

Suddenly the boy pinned her both hands by her side and attempted mounting her. She screamed-“Oh nehi…uh no, oonha mat dalo…nehi!” But Venu could not be resisted he groaned-“Uh please…aj tu nehi degi tau mai bol dungi sab kucch, sab ko…uuuh Nisha mai rukh nehi pata…uh ekbar ghusane to do…ekbar please!” She was writhing protesting wagging her amazingly gorgeously grown hips. I quickly picked up the urgency with Venu and resisting Nisha’s dilemma. That was precisely the time when I could not resist and interrupted. I entered the room and pulled Venu off Nisha's body by gripping him by his neck. The boy was so rattled that he slipped on the floor. His face was white as dead and he gaped at me in fear. Amusingly his thin cock limping was spilling out thin stream of semen even without fucking the girl’s choot. I restrained my laugh and kicked at his ass and he almost jumped out of the room and fell again. Some how he managed to pull his pant up and stormed out of the apartment against my barking threatening him of telling all this to Sharma. He pleading helplessly holding his pant left as I followed him up to the doorway and then re-entering locked the door and turned to find Nisha standing behind me.

She had managed to cover herself some how with her sari. Partly covering her glorious boobs and her thinly haired crotch but baring her massive thighs she was gaping at me with hopeless fear in her eyes. I looked at her, buttons open her tight blouse is frontally revealing her firm somewhat bulged out bursting boobs cupped under nylon bra loosely set for the hook were undid. Free of strapping’s her tits were pricking out of her chest with ripe swollen nipples on the top blushing brown-red. Following my eyes she nervously pulled her sari to cover her tits. The sexy girl is just ready for fuck. But she needs to be relaxed to get most of her oomph. I smiled warmly and held her hand drew her close and quietly slipping my hand inside the bra cup grabbed one of her tit filling completely my palm. Awed eyed nervously she looked at me as I closed my hand softly, the rubbery bulge melted yielding under my fingers. She looked at her tit under my fist her lips hanged with awe and fear in her eyes. I relaxed the grip and softly rubbing the erect nipples with my fingers and around the tensed areola smiled at her-“Ah umm …uh itni bhaari aur itni tang chuchi…uh jawab nehi!” Hiding my arousal I tried to get more friendly with her but far from being relaxed she looked at me nervously and licked her dry lip. My fingers picked up her aroused nipple, twisting gently I pulled her close pressing against my body, she leaned her head back nervously wide eyed looking at me. I pulled the lumped up saree from her buttock and grabbing her hip digging my fingers in her soft elastic bulge of hips, took a deep breath of her tits.

She shivering bent her spine trying to be away from me. I leaned on her and gently rubbing my lips on her cheek and then her lips poured saliva, rubbed all over her dry lips lapping my tongue tip slowly. Her lips were cold as ice, I continued to warm her up, she released a deep sigh and I continued till I felt her relaxed, her lips are warm again. Closing her eyes she moaned softly and relaxing her muscles heaved a deep sigh, responding to my kiss. I pushed my tongue through her lips and rubbed teased the back of her upper lip, ran through her teeth and pushing deep teased her tongue groaning in her mouth pressing hard my crotch against her. Closed eyed she moaned deep from her throat, her waist wriggled a little. Assured I let her from my embrace and smiling warmly cupped my hand in between her legs under the clothes. Soft silky pubic hairs grown thinly over the wet swollen cushiony mound filled my palm. Breathing hot in her face I rubbed my hand up and down, her ripe wet soft choot lips got roughed up. She held her breath and sizzled wide eyed, licking her lips awed eyed. Gently rubbing my palm over her crotch, pulling and plucking he pubic hairs I smiled-“Oooh so sexy and…ah aur yeh barbadi, this is bad!” She looked at me nervously as I felt moisture in my hand, nervous eyed she tried to speak something but her voice chocked as I squeezed her soft swollen mound under my hand tightly. I left her there and walked over to the sofa and sat on it.

I was wearing only a thin cotton shorts without any underwear, as I sat my fully aroused lund showing up badly. I spread my leg deliberately to accentuate the hose lying uncoiled and visible clearly from the surface. Rubbing my bare hairy chest I asked her-“Kabse ye chal rahi hai?” She remained silent fumbling with her half clad blouse. Rubbing my thigh just below the crotch showing up my male arrogance I asked-“Ye kambaqt launde se kya roj choodwate ho?” My explicit and raunchy uttering unnerved her and she looked at me pulling up her chin, her loose ruffled hairs formed a mane around her face, her eyes were moist, her face was radiating with blush caused partly by embarrassment and partly by her arousal. Her ripe sensual lips twitched, trembled. She licked her lips and biting looked with awe in her eyes. The embarrassed nervousness and her eyeing my lund with eager curiosity visibly had put her in tight corner. I loved that and to embarrass her more slipping my hand inside and fondling my balls I whispered-“Uh Nisha, tum itni sexy ho…aur sex koi buri bat to hai hi nehi…uh par mai soch raha hoon agar yeh tumhari malik ko pata chal jata hai to?”

She looked straight at me, her eyes almost to tears, she suddenly dropped on her knees and grabbed my feet. Her relaxed voice vanished, panicked she explained that she had never allowed the boy to fuck her choot, I had seen it my self and appealed to forgive her and not to tell her employer about the incident. Nervousness had her more careless about her almost naked form. She went almost sobbing and holding my feet against her body with both her arms. She was holding me in such a way that it was difficult to stand up. Enjoying her plump hot sexy body on me, my legs, I cupping her cheeks under both of my hands lovingly pulled her up so that her buxom boobs presses against my naked hairy thighs. She continued sobbing putting her soft plump body on me. Parting my legs I pulled her further and made my lund feel the plumpness of her belly below the tits. She was almost on my chest, the dimly lit room, the closeness of the voluptuous feminine body and the smell of her hair was doing magic on my mind and I was assured that this sexy doll would give me a rare pleasure of wet and hard fuck. Her leg joint is just inches away from my feet. I slowly began to fondle her bare neck and hair soothing her and consoling-“Uh isme kharabi kya hai…tum itni jawan ho…ye to jawani me hota hi hai! Tum bahut sexy bhi ho…uh Nisha yeh mast jawani to enjoy karne ke liye ati hai…aur tumhe kuch jyda hi ayee hai…issme koi burai nehi hai!”

Her hair were flowing down to her waist, while my cock pressed under her belly started revolting. There was enough in my voice and my tender caring to assure her. Assured she lowered her chin on me. Leaning further I opened my thighs wider so that her face comes close to my groin and I held her neck and let her bury her face on my belly, she laid her cheek there. Caressing her hair rubbing her earlobe I whispered-“Par mujhe kharab laga…apfsos hai…ye jawani aur wo larka…Nisha ye na insafi hai, tumhari ye mast jawani aur kuch mangti hai. Tumne dekha kaise uski laora bina choode phisal gaya…wo baccha tumhari ye garmi jawani ke sath kya muqabla legi? Maine to bataya bhi tha…kuch jaroorat ho to bina hichkhichat mang lena! Phirvi tum? Tumhe to saza milni chahiye!” My hot and raging cock only wrapped under thin fabric showing up its coiled contours vividly. She assured wiping her eyes wiped her hand on my underbelly and continuing rubbing nervously running low and finally on my thigh joint raised her face and looked at me with disbelief in her eyes. Assuring her I rubbed my fingers on her face over her lips grinning and drawn her attention to my lund with a meaningful wink. I pushed my middle finger in her mouth and rubbed suggesting my intention. A bright glow filled her face, when she smiles her teeth’s comes out and her tongue protrudes little. Sucking my finger by the corner of her lips she whispered-“Wo jabardasti kar rehi thi…aah wo aisi hi karti hai…mai dari huee thi, ki wo sab bata degi!

Par maine usko ghusane nehi di!” I smiled broadly assuring her and pulled her head close she kissed my belly and biting with her lips gently and carefully tried to wrap her hand on my mast and failing to do completely sighed and closing her hand on the base licked her lips, leaned and whispered-“Uh kal tum…oh kal se iss ke liye umm!” She lowered her mouth and eagerly kissed the mast all over its length over the thin fabric, spreading and rubbing her hand all over my hairy naked chest. I held her neck with one hand and pulling up her head locked my mouth with her. Her ripe swollen lips trembling in passion melted closed under my lips, softly nibbling her lips I poured a load of saliva in her mouth. Her dry mouth eagerly sipped my saliva and opened to have more, rotating bobbing in sensual heat. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth and rubbed on her tongue. She gasped and closed her soft hand on my lund. Sucking her mouth I withdrew and asked-“Tumhe accha lag rahi hai na Nisha?” Nisha chuckling licking her lips eagerly responded-“Mujhe koi aise chuma nehi di hai…mujhe aur chuma do…ah tum bahut mardangi aur sexy ho! Uh tum mujhe saza nehi dogi?” Clutching her tight I engaged my mouth for a deep kiss. She moaning non-stop responding to my sucking teasing was caressing my lund. Her other hand rubbing against under my thigh was inching forward towards my bush. There was no confusion to understand her horny state of desire for sex. I snapped opened the shorts allowing my massive erection to sprang out in her hand. She pulled out her mouth and looked at my erection eager eyed. Her eyes sparkled, she breathed deep and ecstatically sighing softly held my erect enormous lund with both hands and kissed the top.

I pushed my waist to slip my lund in her hand pulling down the fore skin revealing the large and blunt mushroom head tapered slightly at the top oozing per-cum and moist all over. She loudly drew a breath pointing her lips and ran her finger all over the ruby top and hissed-“Uh ek bat poonchoo? Uh yeh itni mota aur bara kiyoon hai…Akil ka laora itni tagara nehi tha!” I felt amused by her admired discovery, she holding my balls in her soft nimble hand was busy licking the top slurping darting her tongue, widely opening her mouth. I asked arranging her loose hair rushing on her face-“Uh sexy baby, Akil se..umm khub choodwaya hoga! Acchi lagi na!” She gleefully admitted-“Par yeh mustand laore ghus jati hai to…uuuh mai soch bhi nehi sakti!” My right foot pushed its way through the opening of her sari till it found the satin smooth wide thigh, I rubbed my toe undoing her blouse. She licking her lips aiding me freeing her off the blouse responded delightfully but with a tinge of shame-“Aap naraj to nehi honge…uh koi bar choosa hai par…umm choodwya sirf do bar, paheli bar to bahut dard hooee…maine rookne ki kahi par itni jore se choot mari ki ekdam khun nikal ayee…mai to dar hi gayee thi…koi din baad ussne phir saree utha ke char gayee meri upar... Aur chofne laga…utna dard nehi thi, maza ah rehi thi…umm uhh par pakari gayee, aur jaldi hi uski nikal gayee…ah puri maza bhi nehi ayee, aur nokari bhi gayee! Aur yeh kambqt Venu, Akil ki dost yahan humpe ah pari, darati thi…bolti hai ki sab ko bol degi!” She holding my erection within a ring formed by her first finger and thumb and sliding up and down grinned broadly.

Pushing my leg to feel the thinly hairy choot I smiled-“Uh ab kya hone bali hai?” She rubbing my cock head on her cheek coyly rolling her eyes twirling her tongue whispered-“Uh ab to maza bhi ayegee…aur nokari bhi nehi jayegi…uh mujhe maloom hai…umm umm! Aap wo buddhe ki majudgi mein jo kiye the…meri choot mein angli dal ke, ah aj to choot marke hi chorenge! Maja ayegi! Aur wo Venu ko ap aise dhamkaya ki wo kabhi bhi nehi ayegi, samne!” Pleased and eager, she actively guiding her ass to locate my toe against her hairy choot smacked a kiss on my balls. Reaching her choot I rubbed the my thumb against her choot. She kissing frenzied the entire length of my lund adjusted her shapely heavy buttocks so as to allow my toe thumb inside her narrow opening and moaned with pleasure. I rubbing her cunt with the thumb of my feet slapped her face repeatedly with my erect cock. She loving and enjoying the game turned her opened mouth briskly to catch my lund and finally holding it tight hungrily took it into her mouth. Enjoying the little sex play I was expecting her to respond. She getting into the play sucked and licked the head of my cock but did not take it deep inside her mouth. I held her face with both hands and pushed the almost half of the length inside her mouth. She almost chocked wide eyed groaned and slowly controlled herself. I raised my buttocks and began to fuck her mouth with slow gentle strokes.

The rim of her mouth is stretched to have my thick lund in. Plopping out she whispered-“Kya tum bina choodwake mujhe choroge?” Smiling broadly engulfing my lund closing her eyes moving back and forth, pressing her lips tight around my lund she rocked her head confirming me. My huge shaft was shining with her saliva, she was making a slurping sound as I was pumping it back and forth in her mouth. My thumb slipping in and out of her choot was getting sticky and wet. I humped her harder as the sensations throbbed through my body. I took her head and pulled it back and forth, back and forth as she slurped on my cock. Thin streak of saliva was drooling from her mouth opened widely to have me more inside. The semi dark room was filled up with the groans and moans of pleasure. She quickly learning the game began rocking her hips making my thumb fuck her choot faster rhythmically and bobbing her head giving my lund a mouth fuck. I groaned along with her passionate moan, I grabbed her tits and squeezed tight and she jumping on my thumb bobbing fast her head affirmed her eagerness. My thumb felt the flood of her cum and her mouth turned limp, I felt her teeth pressed against my lund. A deep groan is emitting from deep of her throat and closed mouth, her eyes were dreamy. I pulled my cock and jerked, as she eagerly opened her mouth darting her tongue. She impatiently playing fondling with my balls urged for my ejaculation that I was nearing after a long period of sexual; deprivation.

Groaning shaking my cock I exploded in her open mouth and jets of sperm came surging out I ejaculated with unlimited bliss. Smacking she spread out her tongue and I continued spraying thick semen emptying my balls into her pretty face. From temple to chin she was all covered with my semen. I watched her half shut eyed, wearing a delightful smile in her face strewn with my semen. As I stopped groaning, opening her eyes she engaged her mouth and tongue for swallowing my cum and eagerly licking and cleaning my cock. She took off my shorts and cleaning her face, throwing away the sari and petticoat, stark naked kneeled in front of me stretching her spine pushing out her glorious tits and protruding her heavy ass, legs closed crushing her thinly covered most charming and least fucked fresh and youthful choot. Sitting on the sofa I embraced her kneeling body hard against mine. She was trembling with passion. I rubbed my hands all over the plump softness of her stark naked body without any resistance arousing my sensuality savoring the oomph of her sexuality had my tongue down her throat as my hands started roaming all over her body and over her ample buttocks.

I asked in low voice-“Kya acchi lag rahi hai…uss launde ka kya mazal hai…ooh tum itni sexy itni garmi ho tumhe to koi jabardast mard chahiye!” She softly biting my chin whisperd-“Wo to mujhe milhi gaya…jabse aap ko dekha hai tabse tarap rahi thi…uh choot main ajeeb si khalbali hoti thi…umm kya kare…ap itni tang kia ki uss larke ne jab chera to pair phak karke ussi ki saath hi garmi utarni pari thi…aap se aisi karne ke liye…uuuh hosla nehi hui…par ap hi hosla bara di…uuh kal mai to samajh hi gayee thi ki buddhe jate hi choodnewali hoon! Par kya kare, Venu nehi maani ahi gaye!” Embracing her with one hand I fondling her bush-“Uh sacch…uh itni sexy ho….uh mujhe to tumhe dekhte dekhte laora khare ho jati thi, tumhe kya hoti thi?” I engaged my mouth lapping my tongue over her erect nipple grabbed top of her boob in mouth and sucked. She responded by holding my face against her bossom and pressing tightly caressing back of my head whispered-“Oooh Ap uss din kiun nehi kaha aise…mai to taiar thi…ap bolte to mai kuch bhi kar leti…uh sari raat aphi ki saath…oooh chooso…uuum aur chooso…hai mat puccho…Akil se na choodwati to kya hota nehi janti, par choodwane ki maza lene ki bad…uh yeh tanhai barh hi jati hai na….oh jab bhi tumko dekhti thi meri choot mein kaisi ajib si khalbali si hoti thi chuchi bhari ho jati thi, pyar bhari ho jati thi…hai meri choot se nikal jati thi aise hi…umm! Aur tum bhi bahut wo ho…kiyun apni laora dikhate the…ah besharm…uh dekhti thi aur choot mein gudgudi si hoti thi…hai ! Lagti thi ki besharm ho kar kuch na kar baithoon, apne se hi dar lagti thi!”

I loved her frank confession and contemplating of enjoying her oomph at leisure I picked her up and had her on my lap and nibbled on her ear and neck started fondling her breasts. She stark naked siting on my lap spreading her legs was getting more and more excited and aroused while grinding my erection against her bush and asshole I wrapped her jutting tits and squeezed them hard with both my hands. Relaxed assured I was soaking with her oomph to my delight she biting my nipple with her lips hissed-“Uh nokri ki jaroorat bhi hai aur dar bhi hai…mera sab apse darti hai…aapse dur rahane ke bola!” I caressed her loose hair she closed her eyes and continued to moan-“Umm oh kya bataun…yeh burhe ko kamsin larki ki bimari hai…shala ekdam harami hai…mujhko bolti hai ki nangi uske upar let jane ki…har raat, uski angli jaisi lund ko malish karneko bolti hai…kuch hoti to nehi phirvi…aah kya kare, yeh meri nokri hai paisa bhi deti hai shala…par isse jo garmi hoti hai usko mai kaise samahalongi? Meri nangi badan se chip kar…kya kya sab filum dekhti hai…aah aap thik kaha Venu ek number ki bakwas hai, aur meri malik apse naraj hai…ooh aur ap jo hai…yeh mustand laora khare kiye samne…uh mai akhir kya karoon? Oh…oh please ab ah jao…karlo, maro…meri choot maro…oh aur mat satao, maro meri choot berahami se, choodo please!” It was not a moment to waste time without responding to her ardent appeal but to arouse her more to extract more of her oomph I made her lie with her on my lap with her face downwards.

The wide and round unblemished smooth buttocks stayed exposed before my eyes. I started to slap caress and squeeze her spongy ass cheeks. There was a plate on the adjacent table with a pastry on it, I scooped the creame and slowly applied on her perfectly round spacious elastic and satin smooth ass, she giggled. I lowered my mouth and started licking her ass, biting with my lips, she stopped giggling and threw her shapely legs, beating against the arm of the long sofa. I continued. She exasperated chided-“Oooh kya kar rahi ho…kya karna chahati ho…aise bhi koi choodta hai?” Continuing to slap and squeeze her ass loudly I whispered-“Tumhe koi jaldi hai…aah mujhe to ekdam nehi hai…uuuh itni kamsin aur sexy ho tum…umm tum ko jee bhar ke choodongi…iski garm jawani ki maza lungi! Ah meri jan sex I maza lo…yeh sirf choodai to nehi hai…uuuh choot marna tau hai…par jawani ki yeh angrai…uh yeh betab, tarpana…Nisha tum jawan ho…jawani ki bharpur maza lo…yeh koi Akilwali char gaya aur dal diyawale to nehi hai…yeh pyar hoti hai…uuuh tumhe maloom ho, pyar se choodai ka maza kya hota hai!” Nisha moaning loudly with pleasure pleaded me to stop. I turned her over and laid her on the carpeted floor, stark naked she was laid her on the back spreading her legs widely. I rested my body weight on her. I ran my tongue over the underside of her breast, making circles first on one and then the other as I gradually moved towards her nipple and finally I started sucking on one and then the other. I lifted up her arms and kissed her armpits, she rocked.

Then turning her over I ran the tip of my tongue over her spinal column down to her waist. She sighed with pleasure as I bite her fleshy ass-”Uuuuh..tum kya meri koi jagah nehi chorogi...oh yeh to choodwane se bhi jyada garmi la rahi hai…oh mujhe aur nehi saha jata oh umm…mujhe pagal si lag rahi hai…oooh jaldi kuch karo…ah unha nehi meri choot mein kuch karo!” I hissed-“Sexy tumhari yeh badan…oh yeh jalwa umm mujhe pahele se hi pagal kar diya hai! Ajto iss mein ag lagegi!” Spreading my tongue widely I licked and sucked every inch of her voluptuous body. When I reached her slightly rounded stomach I dipped my tongue into her deep navel and at the same time ran my hand up her thighs to her moist sumptuously swollen choot mound. She was hot and dripping. I brought my finger up and licked added my saliva and put it into her mouth. She licked my fingers hungrily. Lowering my mouth kissing and biting her thighs I played with her bush. I asked-“Tum yeh choot ki hairs kat te ho?” Twisting and writhing, turning her body she moaned-“Oh ha…ah ha…ye buddhe choot ki hair pasand nehi karti hai…par mujhe acchi lagti hai…tumhe?” I sat between her legs and cupping her hips pulled her back above the floor up to the level of my mouth and hissed-“Mujhe bhi choot ki hair achi lagti hai!” I could not go long on that for I buried my face between her sexy thighs inhaling the musky aroma of her pussy while kissing every part of her shapely thighs.

I was kneading her hips, she pulled her legs over my shoulders and eventually I cupped her tits. Kneeling I lifted her ass up from the floor and locking my mouth in her choot I locked my mouth on her choot and sucked tight. She lying on her back on the floor gone crazy beating my back with her arched feet. She wrapped her legs around my neck, urging me on. I put a finger up her pussy, lubricated it in her juices and suddenly shoved it in. She screamed-“Woooo aaammm eeeesssh kya choodai mein sharmi ki koi bat nehi hoti? Ooooossssh kya itni pyari, oh itni tez hoti hai sex?” I didn’t respond and let her find the answer,I just lowered her ass and catching her flabby but slender waist rolled over, pulling her on top of my body so that we were now in a 69 position and then I put the tip of my dripping manhood into her mouth while she strated caressing my ass. Her taste was fresh on my lips. I also teased her choot hole now with the tip of my tongue. As soon as my tongue touched it she stiffened but relaxed after sometime. I then started licking her from her clitoris along the vertical gash to her buttocks. She moaned with pleasure and took me deep into her mouth. She lodged my mushroom head in her cheek and rubbing againstr was moaning non-stop. Her inner thighs were hot and sticky and had a strong female odor. No girl ever were so horny, so sexy and with so much oomph! I sucked on her tender, aroused erect clitoris. I opened her cunt lips and stuck my tongue in her pink hole, which was shiny and moist and tender.

I ate her out for a few minutes as she pressed her ass into my face. I lapped up the hot juices coming out of her tawt. I alternately sucked on her clitoris and tongue fucked her cunt. Writhing vigorously she screamed and groaned into a heavy climax and her pussy continued to throb for quite some time in my mouth. She was awed experiencing orgasmic climaxes one after another. Heaving her firm round ass screaming aloud she was at her peak of erotic pleasure. I rolled her over again and sat between her legs and caressing her thighs eyeing her slightly open cute saucy tight choot-“Kya tumhe pasand ho rahi hai…acch lag rahi hai na?” She extending her hand catching hold of my erect lund bend it forcing the top rubbed against her choot whispered-“Jee…oh jee ha, uh sab humko picture dikhate hai…yeh sab kitabon mei nangi aurat aur admi sab aise hi choodte hai…oh kitni besharmi aur berahami se…oh kitni acchi lagti thi dikhne mein aur sochti thi ki koi mujhe bhi aise hi choode…berahami se…phar ke…oh aap meri khowais puri kar di…oooh mujhe to wo, ekbar hi ati hai…par tumne abhi to chooda hi nehi…oooh nehi maloom kitni bar ah gayee…meri choot se to nikal hi ja rahi hai…uumm kaise apko sapno mei aisi hi paya hai…oh aj sachmuch…oooh ab choodo mujhe please, meri swapne puri kar dooooh!” Her raw erotic oomph was boiling hot, to squeeze every drop of her oomph, I took one sofa cushion and placed it under her buttocks and spread her legs wide. She eagerly watching me held my arms tightly. Kneeling in between her legs I placed the tip of my throbbing erect cock at the entrance of her love hole anointed enough and gasping for rude fuck and rubbed against her erect clit. Nisha writhed screaming like a live fish, stark naked woman, so sexy writhing was too arousing for me. I leaned and grabbing her tit fondling softly slapped my cock on her choot mound to enjoying her splitting with erotic arousal.

Frenzied, she inserted her fingers into the choot lips and stretching appealed for a fuck urgently. Leaning on her licking her mouth I pushed my cock gently with skilled practice. She was tight all right but her prior climaxes had lubricated her passage so much that my enormous lund inched its way towards the destination without much resistance. It was a remarkable experience after all, fucking such a gorgeously sexy girl, I gently forced in, her tight choot hole distended to its limit and pained she cried out-“Oooh uuuh mar jaungi oooh…phat jayegee!” I asked her if I would stop? She grabbed my hips and digging her nails pushed and urged-“Oh nehi…uuh nehi…oh ruko mat…oh aur do, bharke do phar ke choodo oooh kasske maro uuumm!” Amused rather rudely pushing out and in I entered the entire length of my cock inside her least fucked elastic choot. I groaned aloud with the feel of her elastic choot all over my lund clasped tight and pulsating. She cried out in pain and pleaded me not to be too rude to her. I remained still for a little and started to maul her jutting boobs with both my hands kissing her neck rubbing her thighs, legs with my toe. I hummed-“Uuh Nisha choot mein bhari huee lund ki maza lo…uuh mai kah nehi paungi teri choot kitni sexy hai, uuuuuuh!” She engaged her mouth for a lonfg kiss and I felt her tensed choot muscle is easing out. Without disengaging my mouth I took my cock out slowly and again with a sudden push entered her fully. I repeated this several times and every time at the initial entry of the cock head she cried out in pain.

My repeated assault lubricating her hole entrance eased my penetration and I sat up, she encircled my waist with her legs and crossing tightly whacked her waist. I sat and held both her legs with my hands and parting them wide while fucking her with deep thursts. Her youthful heavy body sliding up with my thrusts. Her choot muscles clinging on my mast pulsating and squeezing impatiently was adding to my pleasure that was flowing hot all over my body. She screamed and rocked her waist, I took both of them over my shoulders and leaning on her grabbing her tits gave fast and short digs. She appeared enjoying the game and started responding eagerly, I pulled one on my shoulder and pinning down the other under my thigh. This way I pulled her much deeper in her choot and remained passive allowing her to rock her ass thrust her waist getting fucked and she did eagerly. Licking her lips caressing her tits with both hands her face glowing with pleasure hissed-“Umm itni maza ah rahi hai…uuuh aise bhi chooda jati hai…ooh itni berahami se…oh mujhe lag rahi hai ki pahele kabhi choodwaya hi nahi…ooh aur yeh mustand laora…meri to phat gayee meri puri choot bhar gayee umm ooh!” I changed the posture while fucking her by slowly lowering the other leg and turning her around. Finally she was lying on her belly and sitting spreading my legs squeezing her plump elastic ass with both hand was fucking her from behind. She enjoying immensely purred and thrusting her heavy firm ass hissed-“Uh kya kamal ka mard ho tum…oh yeh hai mardwali choodwai…ooh aur choodo mujhe…jabtak wo Buddha nehi ata hai, bus choodte jao!”

She smiled sweetly and relieved of the low pace of fucking-“Oh kaise kaise choodte ho tum…oh lagti hai kitni bar choodwa rahi hoon!” I slapped her bare ass slowly pulled out and had her on her knees resting her torso on the couch and kneeling behind rammed spanked her ass with my erect lund. She chided and kneling embracing her from the back, pressing my chest, locking her thighs against my thigh cushioning her lilting ass in my groin grabbed her tits and licking her cheek entered in her choot coming down heavily. Heavily lubricated choot did not pose any resistance on the re-entry of my anointed lund, excepting emitting a sound like-ploch…poch…pochak. Each of my powerful thrust was squeezing her my lund reaching deepest in her choot, my hands deshaping forcefully her taut tits. Thrust after thrust with increasing strength and speed, she screamed and then groaned and finally sobbing began crying-“Oooh ruko oh nehi…uuuuuh neheee…ah mat rooko…oooh yeh kaisi oh…uuuh mar jaungi…oh nehi uuh nehi yeh kaisi ho rahi hai….ooh nikal hi ja rahi hai…oh aur oh phir ah rahi hai…ooh yeh kaisi hai…oooh phir char gayee…oooooh itni acchi oh itni jabardast…ooh itni unchi…uuuum!” Lifting her to the climax of multiple orgasm with a non-stop sound of chokas…chok…chokai…chok, I went on heaving my waist, sliding the couch over the floor with each powerful thrusts flattening her hips.

If that was sending her high, that was bringing me closer, I held back my climax by stopping my movement temporarily and squeezing my penis muscles inwards and stopping the ejaculation. Patting softly her choot mound packed with my lund I continued for quite some time letting her enjoy the bliss completely with satisfaction holding back my ejaculation and then starting again with renewed energy. Panting she smiled at me turning her face, I felt her choot muscles are relaxing, to end the session I pumped her for the with all my strength and vigor and ejaculated emptying my balls. Her cum and my semen overfilling her choot spilled tickled over her thighs. We moved before Mr. Sharma returns and I returned again inquiring about him. She glowing face invited me in and as she walked I found she is walking spreading her legs straining little. That was certainly the impact of my hard fucking. Mr. Sharma received me and as we were talking among us, Nisha straining her aching waist and pelvis entered with tea. Sharma asked her to go and mind the dinner, by now I had already learnt from Nisha much about Mr. Sharma. Sipping tea I asked bluntly to him-“I always feel interested, well never mind…uh how you live with this buxom sexy girl, doesn’t she haunts you?” A sly grin flashed inhis eyes and loweing his voice he whispered-“Ah you had it…I pay her for that…yah I extract as much of her juices…never mind have you witnessed a live show of a naked sexy girl rubbing her…ah and reaching orgasm? Ah I did and I do…uh yah she is so sexy…oh if I would have been had her few years back…to give her a taste of my…uuuh!”

I looked at this leach and whispered-“Uh do you think that satisfied her…uh sexy like her and so horny…I mean without a man, is she happy…ah I mean suppose to get a man if she leaves you…afterall such a horny girl, you cannot be sure!” Sharma’s face turned stiff and he stopped talking. That evening we actually didn’t talked much and after a few minutes I took leave from him. It was about 9.30 at night, I had my dinner and my apartment phone rang. It was Sharma, he appeared to be bit worried-“Ah…well, see may be I can see a point in your observation…ah yah she…well she do takes liberty during my absence. This day, you noticed how she was walking, like a heavily fucked mare…well I suspect Venu, our guard’s son…ah must have had hard sessions…more than once…no this is disturbing!” I spoke concerned-“Uh yah…I didn’t dared to raise the issue to you, in fact I saw Venu passing out of your apartment during your absence...I suspect!” There is a long silence, and he whispered again-“Uh after you went…ah well, she was not as raunchy as she used to be…appeared tired after a hard labour…shali jore choodwaya hoga ussse and I cannot ask or complain about that..well you are a sensible man, could you help me out, well I don’t want to miss her…you know!”

Holding my cock in my hand caressing I whispered with pretended agony-“Well…uh I don’t know how I could be of your help…you know sexy girl of her age and getting regular bash from young man like Venu…ah don’t know how she could be convinced…well could you send her to me…well I would talk to her, and let’s see!” Sharma’s voice livened-“Oh yah, sure…I am sending her at once, I would go to sleep and would give her the key you talk with her as long as you want!” My caressing of the lund resulted into an erection to be greeted by Nisha when she arrived. I could see the gorgeous woman putting off her clothes one by one and eyeing me coyly throwing a lusty kiss approaching the bed stark naked. Squatting she leaned on my mouth kneeling by my side pricking her gorgeous ass engaged her mouth anointing it with her saliva. As I caressed her bare back her hand was slipping down my navel, through the jungle of my pubic hairs without any resistance.

My dear friend Neha

I am Mathew, a 25 year old male from Chennai sharing this experience with you. It happened about 3 years back during my graduate years. There were a group of four people (me Mathew, Sunil, Neha, and Rani) in our group and we used to hang out together. Though it was just friendship in the beginning, I had developed a liking for one of my friends, Neha I could feel that she was positive but we had not proposed each other. One fine day, we went to Sunil’s house for a get together since exams were over and we were having a one month holiday. Since nobody was at Sunil’s home, we decided we should have light drinks. Neha and the other lady were apprehensive at first but they were excited too since they had never had a drink before. As we had lot of time, we thought we would get freshen up in the evening and go. We thought of having wine so I and my friend went and fetched wine from a nearby store with snacks. Although the drinks were very less, it started taking its toll on our bodies and we started warming up. Rani had very little since she didn’t like the taste and seeing us getting drunk, she started saying she wanted to go home. Since her home was bit far away, Sunil said he would drop her and come back.

After they were gone, me and Neha were alone now and now came the real show. She was getting hot and her eyes looked so sexy. I could figure out that she was getting horny too. I told her that I wanted to tell one thing to her. She asked what it was I slowly got up and took her hands in mine and told her that I loved her. She told me, “Well it took you so long to express,” I also love you and have loved you since long. We fell into a deep French kiss and my hands started traveling to her boobs. I had got the green signal and her breathing was rapid and I could feel she was getting heated up from the drink and our kissing intermixed. She did little to protest and I took off her top and her bra she was wearing a black sexy bra and when I opened it, there laid my possession her wheatish firm breasts. My member was making a tent in my pant and I was feeling so horny since I had the woman I loved half naked in my arms. I kissed her earlobes, neck, and nipples and kneaded them with my hands they were oohh so soft and what a feeling I slowly opened her jeans and she helped me take off my clothes too. Now we were both in our underpants. I carried her to the bed and placed her there kissed her toes, thighs, nipples everywhere except her pussy. She was getting hot and grabbed my hair and kissed me hard now she pushed my head into her pussy the thought of her turning wild turned me on even further her black panty already was wet with her pussy juices. I took it off and to my lover’s desire started licking it. It was clean shaven and the smell was so sweet.

I bit her clit and fucked her with my tongue for 3-4 mins and then she started to cum and it was all wet around me I had a special affection for her perfect round ass (that was my favorite spot) and her pussy juice was flowing to her ass hole too. I licked it all and licked her asshole too. Now, it was her turn she took off my underwear and there my dick stood 7” hard straight she took it in her hands and said it’s so big I told her it’s big but not so big for your mouth or pussy saying so I pressed it in to her mouth she got the signal and started licking the head like a ice-cream I felt like cumming but resisted for a while but not so long as she took it inside and started giving me a great blow job I was in heaven and withdrew and shot my com all over her breasts and stomach. We cuddled for a while and again were ready for some action. I licked her all over and had one condom ready for such accidental use and I brought it and put it in my dick. In the missionary position, I kept it in the entrance and with some difficulty (since she was a virgin), started rocking back and forth for greater access I put a pillow below her butts and fucked her whole heartedly for 10 mins she was making all sorts of sounds and it was driving me crazy.

I made sure to caress her butts, thighs, clit, nipples and her face with my hands while keeping the motion intact making her enjoy more and we were loving the sensation of exploring each others body and it felt to me like a god-gift to be able to fuck her…after a while, I felt pressure building so stopped and changed position. I brought her into doggy and started fucking her from behind. The sight of her ass was so sexy and it was just too much for me and with a jerk I unloaded my cum inside we licked each other dry and it was start of love for us. We washed ourselves and by the time Sunil came back, he had no clue of what had happened in his absence. Our sex adventures continued for six months after that where we tried every possible positions and extracted pleasures until she had to move to another place.

Late night at the office

Sofia sat at her desk, eyes glued to the computer. She was working late as usual. Her job practically demanded it. She was proofreading a presentation she was working on for the next day, trying to make sure she got everything absolutely right. As she goes through newly drawn dress design, she absently brushed her hair out of her eyes. Sofia was middle aged, and an attractive woman. Many of the people wondered why she wasn't married yet, and didn't even seem interested in dating, especially not any of the many male. A door opened to the side of Sofia's office, and another young woman slipped in. Anu was a secretary there and also happened to be working late this evening. "Hi Sofia," she said softly, so as not to startle the other woman. Sofia looked up. "Oh, hi Anu. I didn't think anyone else was still here!"

"Well, I was just about to leave when I saw your light on. You should go home too, you know. You need your rest for that presentation tomorrow."

"Oh..." Sofia shrugged. "I'll be fine."

Anu walked over to Sofia's desk, standing behind her. She lightly rested her hands on Sofia's shoulders. "You feel tense," Anu said. "Why don't you let me give you a back massage?"

Before Sofia could say anything, Anu had begun kneading her fingers into Sofia's back, finding the sore spots and massaging them gently.

"Oh, Anu," Sofia sighed. "That feels so good." She leaned back in her chair and relaxed her neck and back for the first time in a long while.

"I'm glad you like it," Anu smiled. As she continued the backrub, Anu slowly began to slide her hands further forward on Sofia's shoulders, until she was almost touching her breasts. Sofia had her eyes closed and didn't seem to notice. Anu lightly brushed the left nipple, and a shudder went through Sofia's body, but she still didn't protest. "Hmmm," Anu thought to herself, "so the rumors in the air might have some truth to them after all. This could be interesting." She leaned down toward Sofia and kissed her lightly on the back of the neck, while continuing her massage. Finding no resistance, she spun Sofia's chair around.

Sofia smiled. "Anu, are you coming on to me?"

"Well...I suppose you could say that."

"Good. I've thought you were attractive for a while, but never had the courage to act on it." Sofia pulled Anu down into her lap, and began kissing her. Anu closed her eyes and returned the kiss with passion. She didn't see Sofia's hand slowly reaching into a drawer of her desk. Suddenly, with one swift motion, Sofia grabbed Anu's arms and clasped them behind her back. Anu felt cold steel around her wrists as handcuffs were locked around them.

"Sofia! What...I mean..."

Sofia smiled. "And now to do this right." She unbuttoned Anu's jacket, pushing it down around her arms and exposing the sheer beige shell she wore underneath. Sofia played with her nipples through the fabric, first with her fingers and then with her tongue until the material over Anu's breasts was quite see-through. Anu moaned softly at first, then a bit louder. Sofia then took a pair of scissors and a scarf out of her desk. When Anu saw what she was about to do, her eyes widened. "No, Sofia! Please! I don't mmmphh..." Her last words were muffled as Sofia pushed the scarf into her mouth and tied it behind her head. Anu was pretty helpless now, and she knew it. She whimpered softly as Sofia cut through the thin material of her shirt, pushing it back and exposing the white lace bra underneath.

"You're lucky, Anu. This bra opens in the front." Sofia opened the bra and began fondling Anu's large, beautiful breasts in earnest, taking them in handfuls and pressing the nipples into her mouth. When she tongued both nipples at once, Anu went crazy. Her hips gyrated against Sofia's legs.

"Hmmm...We may need a bit more space." Sofia forced Anu to stand, and cleared off a space on her desk. She pushed Anu down onto it so that she laid spread out, arms above her head. Sofia then began running her hands slowly up and down Anu's nylon-covered legs. She went almost up to the place where they joined, then stopped teasingly, eliciting a groan from Anu.

"Do you want me to stop?" asked Sofia. Anu shook her head emphatically no. "Well then...." said Sofia, "you'll have to accept whatever I choose to do to you. Can you do that?" Anu nodded. To her surprise, once she'd gotten over the initial shock of being cuffed and gagged, Anu found she was getting quite aroused. Sofia continued her torturous passage up and down Anu's legs, getting a bit closer to the juncture each time. She then stopped abruptly. She moved closer to Anu and grasped her skirt. Anu, understanding what Sofia wanted, raised her hips obediently to allow Sofia to remove it. She did so very slowly and teasingly. Once the skirt was off, Sofia stepped back to get a good look at this beautiful woman. Anu had a nice body, with large breasts and a small waist. It was obvious that she worked out regularly. Sofia moved to Anu's feet, removing the high heels she was wearing and massaging each foot a bit before moving on. She then worked the pantyhose down her legs and removed these as well. Sofia was delighted to find that Anu wore no panties under them.

"Now roll over onto your stomach," Sofia commanded. Anu looked at her, wondering what would be next. "Do it!" Sofia said forcefully. Anu had no choice but to obey. She heard a drawer open and close, but could not see what Sofia was doing. Then she felt a light slap on her bare ass. Then harder, and harder. It felt as though she was being whipped with some long, thin object. The slaps continued until Anu's bare bottom was quite red and sore, and then Sofia abruptly said, "Roll over." Anu did so, wincing at the pain in her ass, and saw that the offending object was a ruler. She had little time to see anything else though, because Sofia suddenly pushed three fingers into Anu's wet pussy. She was surprised at how wet Anu was, and felt glad that she was enjoying her punishment. Anu gasped as Sofia began finger-fucking her, using her thumb to stimulate Anu's sensitive clit. Just when she was on the verge of climax, though, Sofia stopped.

"I've been doing all these things for you...isn't it about time you did something for me, Anu dear?" Sofia pulled Anu off the desk and gestured for her to kneel in front of her on the floor. Sofia then quickly removed her own skirt, hose, and panties and straddled Anu's face. Anu, quite aroused herself by this time, began to lick and suck at Sofia's cunt and clit.

"Oh, don't stop....it feels so good...oh, right there!" Sofia gasped and sighed her way to an orgasm, then got down on the floor beside Anu, pushed her down on the ground, and returned the favor. Aided by Sofia's enthusiastic tongue and fingers, Anu quickly climaxed. The tension had built up for so long she almost couldn't stand it when she finally got release. The two women lay on the floor for a few moments, exhausted by their efforts, and then Sofia sat up and reached for her desk. She unlocked the handcuffs and removed the gag, then looked over at Anu. "I hope I wasn't too rough...I know I surprised you."

Anu blushed; aware she couldn't hide the excitement she had felt. "I didn't mind...I liked it!"

"Good," Sofia smiled, pulling on her clothes. "And now I think it's time for us both to go home."

"But what about my shirt?" Anu protested.

"That's your problem," laughed Sofia as she walked out the door. "Don't forget to turn out the light!"

Anu sighed, and then buttoned her jacket over the remains of her torn blouse. As she walked to her car, she thought over the interesting evening. "Well, one thing's for sure," she said to herself, "I certainly won't mind working late anymore!!"

My wet neighbor

I am a 38 year-old female living in a small seaside town on the South Coast of England. I am 5'4" tall with a petite figure and small 34A breasts. I keep my body in good shape for my age with a couple of gym sessions a week. I am married to a decent, hard working man and have a wonderful son of 18. All in all we have a fine life on my husband's good salary even to the extent that I am fortunate enough not to have to work. In short, I am what used to be described as 'a lady of leisure' pretty much pleasing myself as to what I do with my time as long as I cover the responsibilities of being a housewife. All that my husband expects of me, is to keep a tidy home, prepare meals for him and my son and to maintain an active sex life with him. The latter I am happy to do since I have always been sexually active and, if truth be told, my husband is a wonderful, caring and sexy lover. I know the 'feminist' brigade might mock me for my 'homely' life style but it suits me just fine. I guess my life would have continued in the very safe vein but for a chance encounter with my neighbor, one day last month. Her name is Anne and she and her husband Dave, have been our neighbors for a little over a year now. We have always got on just fine, chatting over the fence etc but have never really got to know each other well. Some of the neighbors seem to be somewhat unfriendly towards them which I put down to their being black in a very white neighborhood. As far as I am concerned a person's color is totally irrelevant. If I like someone; great! If I don't; then so be it!

Anyway, to return to my story, I had plans to go out briefly one afternoon which I couldn't avoid and by chance, that morning I had received a call from a local shop saying that some furniture we had ordered would be delivered at the same time. I really didn't want to put the delivery off as we had already been waiting some time, so I decided to ask Anne if she would let the delivery man in. I called round to her house but she wasn't in, so I returned home and kept an eye out for her, hoping I would catch her before having to go out. My trip wasn't until mid-afternoon so I had plenty of time. I kept an occasional watch out of my kitchen window, when at about 11.00 am I saw Anne pass by the bottom of our driveway carrying some shopping bags. I quickly put some shoes on and made my way down our drive and into Anne's. I figured I would catch her easily but she had already disappeared through their side gate, which led to the main door. I walked up the drive and just as I was about to try the gate handle I heard a strange moaning sound. It was no more than a whisper and seemed to be like a mixture of relief and enjoyment. Almost like he sounds of gently foreplay but totally out of place behind the side gate of someone's house. I paused for a moment not quite knowing whether to just walk through the gate and knock on the door or whether I should knock on the gate itself. I could still hear the sound but not having a clue what it was I decided to go through the gate. I pushed the gate open and took perhaps two paces through it before coming to an abrupt halt. Anne was stood no more than ten feet ahead of me, facing away from me and leaning with one hand on a low entrance wall. Her legs were straight and slightly apart and her shopping bags discarded in the doorway. Most surprising of all was that her jeans on the inner leg were soaking wet and she stood in a small puddle. As I watched for what seemed like minutes but could only have been seconds, the wetness was spreading around the backside of her jeans.

Bloody hell! Anne was wetting herself! Not only that, I could now see her other hand was obviously rubbing her crotch. I now heard again the soft moaning and obviously realized it was Anne. I froze for a minute not knowing what to do and then decided that if she hadn't seen or heard me come through the gate I could simply retreat and walk away. I turned quietly but had taken only a single pace when the gate banged shut in the breeze. I turned quickly to face Anne who, hearing the gate, had her spun round. We stood facing each other. I really don't who was the most embarrassed. I felt like a peeping tom and Anne just seemed mortified to be caught pissing her jeans. For a moment neither of us said anything, then Anne spoke. Well she didn't so much speak and simply blurted out, "I couldn't get to the door in time!"

"Oh," was all I could say.

Feeling the need to explain further Anne said, "I couldn't find my key and I was just bursting."

I still didn't really know what to say but the sight of Anne wetting and obviously rubbing herself at the same time had sent a tickle through my pussy. Just on the strength of what I had seen I couldn't be totally sure what was going on. However, adding the fact that I had clearly heard her moaning I didn't quite believe her wetness had been just an accident. At this point, I'm not sure what made me do anything other than walk away, but instead I found myself saying, "It seemed to me that you were quite enjoying the experience."

As soon as I spoke I thought I had made a mistake and fully expected Anne to get angry at my suggestion. Surprisingly she didn't. Instead she smiled slightly and said cryptically, "Is that what it looked like, is it?"

Fumbling for words I said, "Look, I'm sorry to bother you. I should have knocked. Sorry!" and with that turned once more to walk away. Just as I grabbed the gate handle Anne said, "Would YOU have enjoyed it?"

I stopped, thought for a moment and said, "I don't really know."

"Have you never been caught short?" asked Anne pushing the point.

I responded, "Well yes I have, but never to the point of wetting myself…..well not since I was a child anyway."

I really didn't believe I was having this conversation but the fact that we were talking at all, seemed to make Anne more confident and she then said, "Well maybe you should try it sometime. It's quite a liberating experience and can be really quite fun you know."

"So you were enjoying yourself." I said knowingly and added, "And was it an accident?"

Again Anne smiled and walked over to me. Close enough that I could smell the pee on her jeans. "It honestly was an accident this time, but sometimes it isn't and I always enjoy it." She said, adding, "Does that shock you Mary?

"No I don't find it shocking. Surprising yes, but shocking no. I'm a woman of the world, I know people have many different tastes." I said, trying to appear as relaxed as Anne but actually feeling very nervous of the situation I had blundered into.

Anne continued, "Now you know my little secret, I hope I can count on your discretion. Most people wouldn't so understand."

"Don't worry, no one will hear it from me!" I assured her.

"Thank you!" she said and leaning forward gave be a friendly kiss on the cheek.

"Do you have time for a coffee?" she asked, "and then you can tell me what is you came round for."

I knew this was it. The moment to make my apologies and excuse myself or to accept her invitation to a coffee and proceed into a situation that I felt would go further. Everything told me to take the former option but I found myself saying, "Yeah, a coffee would be nice." and then following Anne into her house watching her tight arse clad in pee soaked jeans. It was really quite surreal! Anne led me into the kitchen and offered me a seat. She then coolly filled and turned on the kettle before turning to me and saying, "It's really time I got out of these wet clothes." With that she took two paces to her washing machine, kicked of her sneakers, undid her jeans and lowered them to the floor. It was all so casual as if it was an everyday occurrence to strip in front of a relative stranger. Once again I felt a pleasurable twinge in my pussy. Was I really finding Anne's little show a turn on? I had certainly never thought of myself as anything other than heterosexual but it was undeniable her beautiful firm body was having an effect on me. Anne now stood in front of me in just a T-shirt and the skimpiest of white panties, which against her dark skin looked just glorious. Her legs were long and her arse small and tight. She had a fantastic body. She proceeded to place her discarded clothes in the washing machine then sat down across from me. She was obviously in no rush to get dressed. I found the situation both strange and yet at the same time I could feel that I was most definitely getting turned on. I could feel wetness in my pussy and my nipples hardening. I noticed Anne look at my chest and that she could obviously see the signs of my aroused state as my nipples pushed hard against my blouse. Anne spoke gently and with a smile, "So Mary, do you think you might try a little pee fun yourself? If I'm not too much mistaken, I believe you're excited by what you've seen today, aren't you."

I started to crumble, "Well , I like to think I'm open minded when it comes to sex, so I just might. You never know!"

Anne immediately and disarmingly said, "Why don't you start now Mary?"

"What do you mean, now?" I replied.

"I mean right here and now Mary. Why don't you try it here, now with me? We have total privacy and I would just love to watch. You know you really are very attractive."

"Oh I don't know about that Anne, I'm really not sure that I could."

"Go on," she urged me, "I promise you really will love the naughtiness of it, particularly doing it in front of someone else and you have my word that it will be strictly between you and me…and after all you did watch me."

"Look," I said, "I really don't think I can just sit here and pee myself. I would be too nervous and besides it's just so out of character for me".

"Well you don't know until you try. If you don't enjoy the experience, well then at least you've tried it once and don't have to ever repeat it. But trust me, I just know you'll love it." Said Anne trying her best to convince me.

I have to say I was secretly tempted, still flushed and excited at the site of Anne peeing and then stripping her jeans off in front of me.

"Go on……do it for me." she said looking at me doe-eyed and almost pleading. I think Anne was pretty turned on herself by this point.

"Okay, okay." I blurted, "I'll do it! I'll try anything once but I do have your absolute word that this is between you and me only. If anyone knew about this I would be just so embarrassed!

"I promise Mary, you have my word," said Anne.

"Okay. Here goes!" I said with a nervous giggle, as I slowly stood and started to undo my jeans.

"No, no Mary," said Anne, "keep your jeans on. It enhances the experience. Trust me."

I sat down again and looked deep into Anne's eyes, at the same time relaxing myself as much as I could. I tried to let go all my muscle tension but I was just too uptight. I just couldn't pee.

"Look", said Anne, "I can see you're nervous. How about if I helped to get you a little turned on again. Would that help?"

Not wanting to miss the opportunity I quickly said that it would be worth a try.

Anne pulled her chair back from the table and placed it directly in front of me and about three feet away. She then pulled off her T-shirt to reveal the most beautiful small but firm breasts. Raising her bum slightly off the chair she pulled her knickers down and kicked them off. Then sitting back she spread her legs just enough to expose her pussy to me and said, "That's better. Now lets see if we can get you really juicy." With that she gently started to masturbate herself with one hand whilst pinching and rubbing her nipples with the other. "How's this for you?" she asked. I could hardly answer, sat with the most beautiful sexy woman in front of me, openly playing with herself and all to get me excited enough to piss myself. Well it was certainly working. My pussy started to get very wet and my nipples grew harder than I could remember. I started to rub myself through my jeans and at the same time relaxed by bladder. My flow started instantly. As the first emission left me, I instinctively stopped it with my muscles, but then relaxing again, managed to really let go. My pee started to flow in full force and my jeans immediately changed color as the piss soaked through.

"That's great!" said Anne as she started to rub herself harder and faster lifting her arse off the seat to get two fingers deep into her cunt.

The feeling for me was just indescribable. As my pee flowed down my legs and started to drip onto the kitchen floor I had never felt so alive and naughty. I stared intently at Anne's pussy as she started to come with frantic movements of her hands and hips. "Go on Mary, go on, be dirty for Me" she shouted as she reached her final throws. I couldn't just sit peeing anymore. I had to deal with my own lust and quickly undid the top of my jeans and pulled down to my thighs. My knickers followed far enough down to allow me to spread my legs and start to insert fingers into my own pussy. As I did so I pumped the last squirts of piss from myself which, deflected by my fingers into a shower, and sprayed the floor and Anne's legs. I was lost in lust and couldn't stop now whatever happened. I had to come and started to shout louder than Anne had done, "Oh god, oh god yes. Anne I want to come for you. I want to piss for you. I want to be so dirty Anne. Please Anne let me come for you...…Oh God, ooohhhhhh Goodddd!"

As I came down from my orgasm, reality struck home and I must have looked totally embarrassed.

Anne said, "Are you okay? Did you like it?" in a tone that gave away her concern that maybe I was already regretting what I had done. I was shocked at what I had done. I still couldn't quite believe that twenty minutes after calling on my neighbor here I was semi-naked in her kitchen with both of us masturbating and pissing for our own and each others pleasure. I had to think for a minute to get a grip on reality. After a long pause, I said "You know Anne, I really can't believe what we just did and more importantly I can't believe how much I enjoyed it. It was fantastic."

"I told you Mary, I told you it was great!" said Anne, "Now get those jeans off and I'll put them in the wash with mine."

I checked my watch.

"Have you got to be somewhere?" asked Anne.

"No, not until this afternoon." I said.

"Great, then while you clothes wash and dry why you don’t stay her for a while. Would you like that?" she said.

"Anne", I said, "I would like that very much."

"Great" she said again, "we can get comfy and get to know each other".

"You should know I've never done anything with a woman before Anne." I said in a tone so submissive I surprised myself.

Anne obviously picked up on it and said, "Mary, you shouted that you wanted to come for me and piss for me and be dirty for me. Well you will. I will show you what you can do for me and in return, you will get to experience things you've never thought of. Now get your blouse off and a bra if you're wearing one and follow me."

I stood and stripped as instructed. Then meekly followed Anne into her living room. Anne sat down, and hung her legs over the arms of the chair spreading herself wide. "Now Mary," she said, knells down and licks me. I want you to make me come."

I did as I was told with total enthusiasm. I tongued and tongued at her pussy trying to bring her off as quickly and franticly as I could. Anne threw her head back and enjoyed everything I did to her. So many times I could feel her close to coming but each time she pulled back from the brink to extend the pleasure she was getting. I was determined to get her off and bought my hands into play. I pushed two fingers into her pussy and started to pump her. As she started to buck and lift her bottom, I took my opportunity and stuck the index finger of my other hand into her arse. She looked at me suddenly, shocked at what I had done but them smiled and allowed me to push my fingers deep into her. I knew the pleasure my fingers were giving as being finger fucked in the pussy and arse at the same time was something I just loved my husband doing for me. Anne started to shout and scream as she became wetter and wetter. At one point I thought she was peeing again but it was just so much pussy juice. She bucked up and down, moaning, "Oh Mary, ooooh Mary yessss…. Bring me off, make me cum Mary, and make me cum please." Then her body stiffened and shocks itself into orgasm before she slumped back down into the chair. She then pulled my fingers from her cunt and raising them to her mouth started to suck them clean of her juice.

"That was fantastic Mary," she said, "God I wish we had got to know each other better before now."

"So do I Anne", I said, "but I hope from now on we can spend a lot more time together."

"Count on it!" she said gently as she leaned forward to kiss me full and long. "Now before you have to go, come with me." she said standing and holding out her hand.

I took hold and she led me upstairs. I thought we were going to her bedroom but instead she took me into the bathroom.

"Now Mary," lay in the bath for me.

I immediately knew what was coming and eagerly clambered into the bath and lay down. Anne stood into the tub with her feet either side of me and crouched down a little. Then she spread her pussy lips and started to rub herself again. Within seconds her flow of piss started and grew stronger than I had imagined. She showered me from my thighs up to me neck for what seemed like ages whilst I started to masturbate myself for the second time that day. I was so turned on by the day's events that I came almost straight away and before Anne had finished her pee. As she did so she told me to remain lying and continued to rub herself. She was going to cum again too and when she did I could understand why she told me to remain in the bath. She started to spurt juice from her cunt in huge quantities, which fell sticky onto my stomach and legs. I could certainly get wet when I came but nothing like this. Anne could practically come as much as a man. I just loved it. It was so dirty. My mind was now in turmoil. My mundane day had presented to me the most experimental sexual encounter of my life and I had loved every minute of it. Whilst I had always known that having sex with another woman would be something I was quite willing to try, I didn't believe I could be so dirty and uninhibited. A chance happening had opened a whole new chapter in my life. Once we had cleaned up we went back downstairs. My jeans had now dried and, taking them into Anne's living room, I got dressed whilst she watched. Time was now getting on and I had my appointment. I wanted to see Anne again but even having been so intimate with her, still didn't like to ask. So I was relieved as I left the house when Anne pulled me back, kissed me and asked, "Do you want to call again tomorrow morning?
"Oh, yes please," I said.

"Good," said Anne, and as I walked away added, "and make sure you drink lots!"

My Wet Neighbor Part 2.

The next day I awoke just knowing that it was going to be special. I had spent much of the night awake, going over and over in my mind what had happened with Anne the day before. I couldn't wait to get the early morning routine out of the way and call on Anne again.

I gave my husband breakfast and packed in up a small lunch before seeing him off to work at around 8.30. Then I turned my attention to my son. I wanted to get him off to college as soon as possible. I knew I was going next door but didn't want him to know anything of my day's plans. The sooner he was out of the house the better. He didn't have lectures until 10.30 but I managed to convince him that I wanted to do loads of housework and ironing and the sooner he left me to it the sooner I could get on. In the end he reluctantly departed at around 09.30. This was it! I was now free to see Anne without having to explain to anyone what I was doing next door or how long I would be. I remembered what Anne had said about drinking plenty and downed a pint of water before going upstairs to get dressed. I decided not to dress up too much. I wanted to keep things ordinary. Well as ordinary as engaging in lesbian sex with my neighbor could be. I just put on a blouse, panties and a skirt and made myself up. As I prepared I was feeling horny in anticipation. I wanted to masturbate myself but decided to keep it for Anne. At the same time as feeling excited I was also nervous. Would Anne have regretted yesterday after the event? Would she welcome me into her house again? I just didn't know what to expect. I think the uncertainty was adding to my excitement in a strange way. I drank another pint of water and paced the house for ten minutes building up the courage to go next door. Finally, I decided it was now or never. I gave myself a final check in the mirror and left the house. As I turned into Anne's drive I could feel my nipples hardening and my pussy get wet. This was so naughty! If my husband or son had a clue what I was doing it would blow their minds. Anne must have seen me coming up her drive as she was waiting at the door when I reach it.

"Mary", she said, "glad to see you decided to come. I wasn't sure you would."

"I wasn't sure myself," I said nervously.

"Well don't just stand there. Come in. Come in." she said and ushered me into the kitchen again. "So you enjoyed yourself yesterday enough to give it another go?"

"God yes!" I said, "I haven't been able to think about anything else all night."

"Well I glad you're here." Anne said with a smile, "but……"

"But what? Don't you want me here?" I asked worried that I had made a mistake.

"No no, not at all. As I said, I'm glad you made it. It's just that I want you to understand something before we go further. I want us to be friends. I want us to enjoy each other's company and each other sexually, but I want you to understand, for this to work for me I have to be in charge. It's just the way I am. I like to be dominant in my sex life. Is that okay with you." She said. I thought for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by 'in charge' exactly?"

"Well," replied Anne, "I certainly don't expect you to do things you don't want to but within that parameter I want to run things. I lead the way, so to speak. Okay?"

I thought again and have to admit I quite liked the idea of being dominated by Anne. "Okay" I said, "I prepared to give it a go on that basis."

"I thought you would." She said smiling, "I thought yesterday that I saw signs of submissiveness in you. Am I right? Are you the submissive type Mary?"

"Yeah, I suppose I am." I said, meekly adding, "what do you want me to do?"

"First you can drink this," she said handing me a large mug of coffee.

"No thanks Anne," I said, "I already drunk loads this morning".

"Good!" she said, "but don't argue, drink it!"

I realized we had begun! Anne was in charge and I was to do as I was told. "Thanks" I said taking the coffee and sitting down at the kitchen table to drink it. Anne was wearing her housecoat and appeared to have no bra underneath although I could see the visible line of her panties as she walked around the room. When I had finished the coffee, Anne took mug and told me to follow her. I stood up and followed her into the hall way and then on into the lounge, where I had sucked and fingered her to orgasm the day before. The room was fresh and airy, lightly furnished and with a large pair of sliding glass doors looking out onto the garden.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked again.

In the corner of the room was a large footstool standing maybe two feet high. "Get that stool and put it by the glass doors, " she said forcefully, but still in a friendly manner. I happily did as she told me and then turned for her next instruction. Anne by this time had sat in a chair at the other end of the room and had opened her housecoat. She sat caressing her breasts with one hand whilst the other was slowly making circles on her tummy and just touching the tops of her pubic hair above her panties. She looked very sexy and totally in control whilst I stood looking somewhat lost and mildly pathetic.

"Now Mary, you will masturbate for me. I want you to sit on the stool and masturbate yourself but I want you to do it subtly. Imagine you are in a room with a stranger, maybe some kind of waiting room and you are desperate to bring yourself off. I am the stranger and you want to do it without me noticing. "

I liked her little game playing but asked if I could go to the loo before I started as I was bursting.

"No!" she said sternly, "you may not! You will save that for latter and if I see the slightest hint of you leaking pee I will be very disappointed. Is that clear Mary?"

I nodded.

"Now you may begin", she said.

At first I was nervous. I couldn't get into the role Anne had described for me but as I closed my eyes and relaxed I started to see the 'waiting room' with the woman 'stranger' sitting opposite me. The imaginary role-playing was exciting as I gently and slowly started to rub my thighs together. I imagined I was in a doctor's waiting room and Anne was the receptionist sat at her desk. I turned slightly on the stool so she would not get a full view of what I was doing and then dropped my hand to my thigh. The slowly I pushed my hand under my skirt and reached my knickers with my fingertips. The 'receptionist' hadn't noticed. I delved further with my fingers pulling my knickers to one side and feeling the lips of my pussy. Then I moved my hand just a little further up and my fingers parted my lips and went into my cunt. I checked to see if I had 'been seen'. In my imagination the receptionist was still going about her business. I had to go further. I started to gently and quietly puss two fingers in and out of my pussy and at the same time rubbed by clit with my thumb. My other hand I slowly bought up to my chest and started to rub my breasts through my blouse almost as if I was just brushing some fluff of my clothes. I was by now getting very wet but still desperately tried to stay 'in character' and continue my frigging as silently as possible. I started to feel myself cumming and now totally playing the part I bit my lip as I rocked back and forth on my fingers and tried to keep my body movements to an absolute minimum. Then my orgasm started. It came in waves through me and with each one I tried desperately to maintain my composure as if I really was sat in front of a total stranger in a public waiting room. I had never experienced anything like it before. The total self control mixed with the total lack of control that an orgasm delivers was a potent mixed. Even with my best wills I let out a couple of murmurs as I finally came. Then I withdrew my hand and sat quietly.

I was snapped out of my imaginary world by Anne saying, "That was perfect Mary, just perfect. Did you enjoy it?"

"I can't believe how much." I said, "I haven't ever tried to have a quiet, controlled orgasm before. It was a really fantastic experience. Did you know it would be so good for me?"

"I thought it would. It is something I do quite regularly. I go to public places like the library or cinema and bring myself off trying to keep it secret. I find it absolutely thrilling and wanted to give you a taste of what it feels like. I know it not quite the same here with me but I hope it has given you the idea. One day soon I will take you somewhere you can do it for real."

"Oh yeah, that sounds good," I said surprising myself with my enthusiasm.

"Now," said Anne getting to her feet, "follow me into the kitchen. It's time for something else."

I stood up and could hardly walk I wanted to pee so badly now. "Please Anne, please can I go to toilet first, I begged."

"Soon enough," she said, "now into the kitchen please."

I followed Anne back into the kitchen where she got some old cushions from a pile in the corner and threw them onto the floor.

"Have you ever been fucked by another woman Mary?" she asked matter-of-factly.

"No" I said with a smile of anticipation, "but I would love you to be my first Anne."

She then told me to take my blouse off and knickers off but to keep my skirt on. I had noticed already that she was always very precise in what she wanted. I did as told and removed by blouse and knickers, dropping them onto the floor next to me. She then told me to kneel down on the cushions and rest on my elbows. "I want your bottom high in the air." She said. I knelt down and pushing by bottom as high as I could in the knelling position I turned to watch Anne as she opened and dropped her housecoat to the floor. She then pulled her panties off and threw them on the floor next to my face.

"Stay as you are." She said as she then left the room for what seemed like an age. Whilst she was gone I wanted so much to pee that some leaked out and ran down my thighs but not enough for Anne to notice. She then entered the room and as she did so I automatically turned to look at her. I was truly shocked to see a large and fat strap-on dildo bouncing from her crotch as she walked towards me. It was black and at least eight or nine inches long. I was used to only my husband's prick and it wasn't as big as the dildo before me.

"I'm not sure I can take that Anne" I said.

"Don't worry," she said, "I know what I am doing and I'm not into hurting people. "Relax."

She clearly didn't see it as a topic for discussion as she knelt down behind me and leaning forward with both hands grabbed my tits and started to play with them. The dildo pushed against the crack of my arse and it felt just as though a large man was ready to take me doggy style. Anne then lifted my skirt up to reveal my pussy and arse sticking high in the air. She wasted no time in placing the tip of the dildo against my lips and pushed it into me with a single, strong thrust.

I gasped as it sank into me, shocked at the speed with which see did it.

"Now bitch, I'm going to fuck you good and hard. You hear me bitch?" she said in a gruff voice.

I figured it was more role-play for Anne with her being a man about to fuck his woman.

"Yes, I ready……", I said but Anne had already started to fuck me very hard and very fast before the words had even come out. She was like a 'man' possessed. "Take it bitch, take my long dick," she shouted, "go on beg me to fuck you with my long dick you slut. Take it, take it right in," she shouted at me as she fucked me harder than my husband had ever done. I really was her slut. In reality I hardly knew Anne and yet here I was almost naked in her kitchen allowing her to dildo fuck me whilst all the time my husband and son thought I was just doing the housework. I started to feel my second orgasm of the morning coming on strong and started to ride myself back onto the plastic dick. "Harder, fuck me harder," I begged.

"You want more? You want more bitch? Is that what you want?" Anne shouted.

"Yes more, I want more." I screamed.

Anne suddenly stopped and pulled the dildo out. It was so quick I didn't really know what was happening when I felt it again against my arse hole.

"You want it bitch then you're going to get it, you filthy slut." She said and before I could say another word she plunged the dildo into my arse.

As I have said, I regularly enjoyed getting my arse finger fucked by my husband but we had never actually arsed fucked. The feeling of the dildo going into me was shocking. It felt enormous and I felt every muscle in my body tighten but somehow I couldn't speak a word. The before I knew it Anne had started to fuck my arse with long slow strokes. My shock and discomfort gave way to the most immense pleasure as by body relaxed again and I slumped lower onto my elbows. This made it even easier for Anne to go deeper, which she immediately did.

"Enjoying it bitch? Do you like your pretty little bottom to be fucked by my huge prick? Do you, do you like it slut?" she kept asking.

I still couldn't talk; all I could do was groan in pleasure.

"Now Bitch, I want you to piss for me. I want you to piss as I fuck your arse."

I didn't need telling twice. I was absolutely bursting to go and started to pee instantly. A huge stream of pee shot out of me onto the floor and all over Anne's legs and body and she continued fucking my arse. Each time she slapped into me my stream was sent into a shower that quickly drenched her and me. This was enough to take me over the edge and Anne too. I started to come and come and Anne started to shout and moan. As soon as I had finished she pulled the dildo out of me and ripping the Velcro fastenings open threw it aside. She then grabbed my head, spinning me round to face her and forced my face into her cunt. I started licking and sucking for all I was worth but it was clearly not enough to bring her to her peak. She laid herself on the floor and as I went to kneel between her legs and continue my licking she grabbed my hand and pushed it into her cunt.

"Fist me Mary, put your fist into me and fuck me with your arm. Do it, do it now Mary."

I eased two, then three, then four fingers into her and was surprised how easy they went in. In short order I had my whole hand in her and started to use it and my forearm as a dildo. Anne just took it all and grabbing my arm started to pump herself with it as if it were a sex toy. She screamed and bucked and swore as she finally started to cum. Realizing she was there, she pulled my arm out of her and pulled my face down into her cunt. She then bucked her hips a few more times and started to spurt her cum onto my face. Just as much as she had produced in the bathroom the day before. I was covered with spurt after spurt. Just like yesterday she came just like a man climaxing. With each contraction there was another load ejaculated from her pussy into my face. We both collapsed, into a heap on the floor, both totally exhausted and, I think, just a little embarrassed by how far we had gone and what we had done to each other. We eventually got ourselves cleaned up and drank coffee and chatted, and shared our most intimate thoughts and fantasies with each other. I felt so good to talk to someone, so openly knowing I could be more honest than I had ever been in my life. As my time to leave eventually arrived Anne once again asked if I wanted to meet with her again. She really didn't need to ask. If course I did and as soon as possible. What adventures would she have planned for me I thought as I walked back down her drive.

My Wet Neighbor Part 3.

It was two days latter that I next visited Mary again. I got an early morning call from her. Too early really, as I was still getting my husband's breakfast when the phone rang.

"Hi Mary, it's Anne" how are you doing? She said.

"Fine," I said "but it's difficult to talk right now. I'm fixing my husband's breakfast."

"Is he there?" she asked.

"Of course he's here or why would I be making him breakfast." I replied jokingly.

"No, I mean is he in the kitchen with you now?" she went on.

"Oh no, he's upstairs shaving."

"and your son?"

"He's still in bed, I suppose, he usually is." I answered, "Why all the questions anyway?"

Anne didn't answer my question she simply went on, "so are you feeling sexy Mary? Are you in the mood for some fun?"

I smiled to myself and said coyly, "I might be, what have you in mind? Do you want me to call round later?"

"Later yes, indeed, but why not have some fun now. Listen, I'm sat in my bathroom. My husband is in the next room getting dressed and do you know what I am doing Mary?

"No, what are you doing." I said quietly. Although my husband and son couldn't possibly hear me I just felt so naughty talking to Anne that I automatically whispered.

"I'm frigging myself Mary. Bringing myself off thinking about you. I want you to do the same Mary. What are you wearing?"

"I've just got my robe on and a pair of knickers." I whispered.

"Right," said Anne, "remove your knickers now and put them on your kitchen table."

"Anne, I can't. My husband or son could wander in any minute. I can't do this now." I said.

"Do it now Mary or we won't meet later. Is that what you want?" she said rather sternly.

"Of course I don't want that. I can't wait to see you again."

"Then take of your knickers and put them on the table!" she ordered.

I did as I was told. Quickly listening out for my husband and son and hearing nothing of them, I untied by robe and let it fall open. Then I quickly pulled my panties off and closed my robe up again.

"Have you done it?" asked Anne.

"Yes," I stumbled.

"No you haven't had you Mary. You're lying to me, I can tell from your voice. Now one more chance!"

"Okay, okay", I said, "I have taken them off but I'm still holding them. If I put them on the table and my husband or son walk in how on earth will I explain it."

"The risk is the fun Mary", Anne said gently, "Now put them on the table for me."

I was under Anne's spell and beginning to feel the thrill of the situation. I threw my panties onto the table and waited for Anne to speak.

"Now Mary, I want you to move to your sink, lean over it with your bottom facing your kitchen door and pull your robe up around your waist." She said, "when you are in position tell me."

"I can't!" I exclaimed. "It would be bad enough for my husband to walk in to see me displaying my pussy and arse to the world, but if it were my son, I would be mortified."

"Take the risk Mary, you know I'm always right. Go on Mary do it for me." Anne said.

I just couldn't refuse Anne's charms. I walked to the sink, bent over and pulled by robe up. "I'm in position" I whispered down the phone, "Oh God this is so risky, what if…

Anne interrupted, "Good, now I want you to spread your arse cheeks, then bring a hand between your legs and masturbate yourself. Make sure you talk to me Mary, I want to know how you're doing."

I couldn't believe myself as I put a hand on each of my arse cheeks and pulled myself open, gently rubbing around my arse hole with my hands. Then, with my right hand between my legs, I started to rub myself off. I told Anne exactly what I was doing at every stage and could hear her masturbating herself too. I didn't want to take long. Whilst Anne was right that the thrill of being caught was a fantastic turn on, I knew deep down, that I really didn't want to be caught, so rubbed as hard and fast as I could. As I started to feel myself coming, I put my left hand back on my bottom and pushed its index finger into my arse hole. This was enough to bring me over the edge and Anne too as I described to her what I was doing. As my orgasm came and then subsided, Anne spoke again, "Now wasn't that fun Mary? Did you like the risk of being caught?"

I admitted to her that the thrill of my husband catching me was fantastic and frightening at the same time. How would I explain to him why I was stood in the kitchen at breakfast time, frigging myself to orgasm and who would I say I was talking to as I did it? It really didn't bear thinking about. As to being caught by my son, I told Anne that the very idea terrified me. Although there was a dark corner of my mind that actually found the idea of being caught by my son rather than my husband, the real turn on. I didn't say anything about that to Anne though. Anne spoke again, "Well done Mary! Now I want you to leave your knickers off for now. Take them off the table and drop them into a corner of the kitchen floor. Then when one of your family sees them it will give them something to think about without actually telling them anything. Let their imagination do a little work! Now, I will expect you to call round here mid-morning. Is that okay with you."

"Oh, absolutely," I said, "I can't wait. You're turning me into a very dirty woman, and I love it."

Anne replied cheerily, "I'm not making you into anything you're not already. I'm just showing you a different side of yourself. It was always there, I just allow you to express yourself. See you later!" and with that she hung up. I too hung up and then picking my panties off the table, wiped the wetness from my thighs and pussy before dropping them onto the floor. Even this simple act made me feel naughty. Tempting my husband or son to wonder why I had left my panties in the kitchen. It didn't seem long before the hall clock was showing 10:15 and I was just brushing my hair in the mirror in readiness for calling on Anne. I could fell a wet anticipation in my pussy wondering what she had in mind for today. Five minutes later I was knocking at her door and was surprised to have it opened by a stranger. Before me stood a woman in her mid-forties, of petite frame but with large breasts of a size that were quite out of proportion to the rest of her. The situation threw me and I just stood in the doorway not knowing what to say when Anne appeared from the Kitchen and said "Hi Mary, come in. Let me introduce you; this is Mrs. Kent, my cleaning lady. Wendy," she continued turning to Mrs. Kent, "This is Mary my neighbor."

I said hello to Mrs. Kent and followed Anne into the kitchen whilst Mrs. Kent made her way into the lounge. I closed the kitchen door as we entered and said to Anne, "I thought we would be alone today. Aren't we going to have some fun?"

My disappointment must have been obvious to Anne who said, "Don't worry, Mary, we are definitely going to have fun."

"But what about Mrs. Kent?" I asked.

"Don't worry Mary, trust me." she said and then, taking my hand, leads me out of the kitchen and into the lounge where Mrs. Kent was going about her duties.

"Take a seat Mary," Anne said.

Mrs. Kent turned around and asked Anne, if she wanted her to get on with another room first, not knowing me or what I was there for.

"No, no Wendy," Anne replied, "Mary is a close friend," she said with an obvious and strange emphasis on the word 'close'.

"Oh, I see," said Mrs. Kent knowingly.

I could tell they obviously ‘understood' each other but had to admit that I was confused as to what was going on. Why had we come into the lounge where Mrs. Kent was obviously busy when we could have stayed in the kitchen? It became clear when Anne turned to me and said, "Mary, I want you to understand that Wendy here is a very special cleaning lady in that she offers what you might call specialized services to me."

"What do you mean." I said politely but not really knowing whether to address the question to Anne or Mrs. Kent directly. Anne continued cryptically, "Wendy here, takes care of me when I'm frustrated and cleans up whatever mess I make, if you see what I mean."

I immediately knew what Anne meant, or thought I did, and turned to Mrs. Kent to see her reaction. She smiled at me realizing at the same moment that I obviously knew Anne intimately as well. There was a silent understanding that we could all be open with each other and be sure that it was confidential.

"Now I think we all understand each other," said Anne and continued, "Now Wendy how about earning a little bonus today?"

Mrs. Kent replied, "Certainly madam, what have you in mind?"

"How about you do your work naked today? How would that be for starters?" Anne said and then before getting an answer from Wendy turned to me and said, "Do you think that might be fun Mary?"

I smiled at Anne and then turning to Wendy said, "That would be great, if it's okay with you."

"Of course madam," said Wendy, "Whatever you ladies want, I am pleased to oblige."

I was by now incredibly turned on by the situation developing. Again Anne had managed to totally surprise me. We both sat down and Anne then said, "do carry on Wendy."

Matter of factly, Mrs. Kent then moved to the side of the room and proceeded to remove her clothes. First her blouse came off followed by her jeans. Then, standing in just her underwear, she turned to face us, and unclipped her bra. Her large breasts swung free. She was a very attractive woman. Finally she slowly pulled her panties down and threw them onto the pile of her other clothing. Mrs. Kent was now naked and I was soaking wet having enjoyed her little 'strip show'. I looked over at Anne who smiled back and said, "Isn't she just gorgeous?"

Mrs. Kent then proceeded to clean and dust the lounge as she would have done normally but seemed to me to be taking every opportunity to bend over and display herself to Anne and myself. Having done the general cleaning she then reached for the vacuum cleaner and plugged it in. Anne then invited me to sit next to her on the couch, which I duly did.

"Wendy and the vacuum is always a good show!" she said as she undid the top of her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. Then she said, "Why don't you get a little more comfortable Mary?"

I took the hint and undid the side zip of my skirt, pulled it down and kicked it off. As I looked at Mrs. Kent again she had plugged in the vacuum and stood before us. She then positioned the handle of the machine on her pussy lips and having rubbed it up and down a few times, gently but obviously inserted three or four inches of the handle into her cunt. She them turned it on and started to fuck herself with the handle has the vibration of the motor added to the pleasure she was obviously feeling. She seemed oblivious to our presence as she sank to her knees, bringing the handle of the vacuum down to floor level with her, and rode the machine lick a 'sybian' vibrator. Anne then put her hand onto my pussy and started to rub my clit. I took her lead and responded in kind such that we were masturbating each other whilst Mrs. Kent bought herself off in front of us.

"Come on Mary, come for me. I can feel how wet you are." Anne said.

I could say nothing. I was so turned on by the display before me. I just frigged Anne for all that I was worth. Mrs. Kent was close to coming, moaning in pleasure as the vacuum did its job. I too was close to me second orgasm of the day and I could feel Anne was also getting near. I think we were all trying for the same thing; to come together at the same time with Anne and I taking our lead from Mrs. Kent.

"Come on Wendy," shouted Anne, "bring yourself off you slut. Come for Mary and me. Come dirty! We want to see you come."

"Yes, come on Mrs. Kent," I added, "fuck yourself for us."

Mrs. Kent started to shout as her orgasm approached. Anne and I sped up our mutual frigging. We all started shouting our own obscenities to ourselves and at each other as we all magically peaked together. Each in our own little fantasy and at the same time each providing the stimulation to the others. I felt totally and utterly liberated enjoying myself so openly in the company of fellow woman.

Once spent, we all sat quietly with our thoughts until Anne piped up, "That was great Wendy. A bonus well earned I think!"

"Thank you madam," replied Mrs. Kent, "do you wish me to dress now?"

"No I think not yet. You see this morning Mary here, tried to lie to me. I told her to do something and see tried to pretend she had done so when she hadn't." said Anne.

I cut in, "What are you talking about?"

Anne continued, "You know full well! When I told you to put your knickers on your kitchen table and you didn't."

"I did." I said.

"Yes, but not before trying to lie to me." Then turning to Mrs. Kent she went on, "Wendy, I think Mary needs to be spanked and I would be obliged if you would carry out her punishment."

"Certainly madam," she replied, "where would you like it done."

"In the kitchen I think." Said Anne with a knowing smile.

I seemed to have no say in the matter as Mrs. Kent took my hand and lead me to the Kitchen.

"Take off your panties and bra please Mary," said Mrs. Kent.

I simply did as I was told.

Throwing some cushions onto the floor she then said, "Please kneel down Mary."

Again I did as I was told whilst Anne stood in the corner of the kitchen and stripped herself naked too. Mrs. Kent then knelt down beside me and without further warning started to spank my arse cheeks. After every few slaps she would place her hands on my arse and kneed my buttocks, each time making sure to rub her hands over by arse hole and cunt. I couldn't believe I was being so submissive as I felt my pussy begin to flow with juice yet again.

"Well done Wendy," said Anne, "I think half a dozen more strokes will be enough."

Mrs. Kent proceeded to spank me a few more times and them stopped saying to Anne, "I think madam that Mary's spanked bottom might be cooled by a shower."

"Excellent idea Wendy," said Anne and stepping forward put a leg either side of my bottom and told me to remain kneeling. The next thing I felt was Anne starting to piss over my back and bottom whilst at the same time Mrs. Kent massaged the golden flow into my smarting checks. I was totally submissive and enjoying every moment of the experience. When she had finished Anne said to me, "you may now piss, if you like."

I couldn't wait to oblige her and immediately let my own pee flow begin all over the floor to mix with Anne's whilst at the same time I rubbed my pussy frantically. When I had finished Anne turned to Mrs. Kent and said, "Wendy, since you will have to clear up Mary's mess you may do one more thing to her in 'payment' for your cleaning services."

"Thank you madam," she replied, "could I be so bold as to borrow you dildo madam."

Smiling in anticipation Anne replied, "Of course you may. The ordinary or the strap-on?"

"The strap-on please madam." She replied.

I was expected to remain kneeling and to do whatever they pleased.

Anne passed Mrs. Kent the strap-on dildo that she had used on me two days before and Mrs. Kent quickly put it on before kneeling behind me.

"I would like to fuck her, madam, if that is okay with you," she asked Anne.

"That will be fine," said Anne, "In her cunt or arse?"

"I think I will use her cunt madam," she replied and without further talk turned herself toward me and thrust the dildo into my pussy. I think the fact that they discussed what to do to me, as though I wasn't there or didn't matter, added to me excitement as, as soon as the dildo entered me I started to fuck it as hard as I could.

"She's going to come quickly madam," Mrs. Kent said to Anne as she reached underneath me and started to massage my tits as she fucked me with deep and fast thrusts or her hips.

"Excellent." Replied Anne, "sitting to the side of me and masturbating herself as she watched Mrs. Kent fuck me like a whore."

I came within a couple of minutes as did Anne watching me. Mrs. Kent took longer and continued to pump into me for maybe four or five minutes, shouting and swearing at me before finally reaching her own orgasm. I got the distinct impression that she was enjoying treating me roughly. A chance to teach a 'lady' a lesson, so to speak. Once she had finished with me, she pulled the dildo out and wiped it clean in my hair. All designed to emphasize my submissiveness, I thought.

"Thank you Wendy, " said Anne, "that was very good work. And I am sure Mary would like to thank you also."

"Thank you, Mrs. Kent," I said quietly.

"Thank you for what?" she replied.

"Thank you for fucking me, Mrs. Kent," I said meekly.

"You're welcome Mary," see said, "No doubt I shall do it again soon, but in the meantime you must excuse me." With that she stood up, left the kitchen and continued with her cleaning duties.

Anne turned to me and said, "isn't he marvelous? The best cleaner I have ever known!"

I smiled and replied, "Yes she was fantastic. Do you think she might 'clean' for me?"

"I'm sure she would welcome the extra cash, Mary, leave it with me."

I left Anne's house about half an hour later having enjoyed a coffee and a cuddle with her before doing so and arranging my next visit as I said goodbye. Once again Anne had managed to surprise me and leave me wanting more.

My Wet Neighbor Part 4.

The next day, I had just seen my husband off to work when the doorbell rang. It was only around 08:45 and I wouldn't normally expect anyone to call at that time so I assumed it was my husband having forgotten something or other. I was dressed, as was usual for that time of day, in my robe and panties, and expecting my husband didn't bother to particularly cover myself as I opened the door with a "What did you forget this time…" when I realized it was Anne.

"Oh sorry." I said, "I thought it was John."

"No, I watched him disappear down the road before I came round." Said Anne, "I thought an early morning call might surprise you."

"It does." I said.

"I can see that," she replied obviously looking at my tits.

I looked down and realized my robe was quite open and Anne had a nearly full view of my breasts. I instinctively pulled my robe closed but Anne reached forward and pulled it open again saying, "Oh don't spoil my view. You know I just love your body Mary."
"Thanks," I said, "but I don't particularly want to show all the neighborhood what I've got."

Anne reached forward and rubbed my breasts with her hand, "In that case you had better let me in and show me them properly." She said as she walked past me into the house. I quickly closed the door and grabbing her arm ushered her into the Kitchen saying, "Anne, for God's sake, my husband may have left for work but my son is still in bed. What would he make of seeing you grabbing my tits in the doorway"

"A young man like him, I expect he would just love to see it."

A mental picture of my son standing on the stairs and watching Anne fondling me suddenly shot into my head but I quickly dismissed the it saying, "Anne! You're terrible!, now be quiet or he will hear us."

I offered Anne a cup of tea and she sat down at the kitchen table whilst I got some cups out and put the kettle on. When I turned round it was to see Anne kicking her track trousers of her feet and sitting back in the chair with her legs spread open and her pussy barely covered by a tiny pair of pink panties.

"Anne, what on earth are you doing, my son could come down any moment; get them back on now!" I shouted in a whisper, if you see what I mean.

Anne just coolly sat there and said, "just lighten up Mary. Haven't I taught you that one of the greatest sexual thrills, is risk. You've been very brave in taking risks with me so far, why stop now?"

"Because this is different! Risks at your house are one thing but here is literally 'too close to home'" I said.

She simply replied, "Bigger the risk, bigger the thrill Mary!" and with that she started to rub herself through her panties. "Now you just get on with making the tea whilst I relax a little."

I could see Anne wasn't going to stop what she was doing and some how, illogically felt that if I ignored her, the 'problem' would go away. I turned and got on with making the tea in the hope that when I gave it to her to drink it would take her mind of playing games and make her act sensibly. I was frantic with a mix of anxiety and excitement at what Anne was doing and could feel myself getting wet in the pussy and hard in the nipples when I heard a sound I had come to recognize. I froze not wanting to turn and face the inevitable. After a few seconds I had no choice and turned to face Anne. She was still sat in the chair but had now stopped rubbing herself off and had instead pulled her panties to one side and started to pee. She was in full flow, with a huge stream of golden pee splashing onto my kitchen floor; I was horrified!

"Anne," I now shouted at the top of my voice, "for fuck's sake don't do that here! Frank will be down for his breakfast any time now!"

Anne remained so cool and finished her piss before simply smiling at me and saying, "God, I needed that Mary. Now just let me finish myself off…." With which she resumed her masturbation.

"Anne, I beg you , please stop." I said.

"Mary, if you want to get this over as soon as possible then I suggest you help me." she replied with a grin on her face.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Kneel down Mary and finish me with you tongue. Then we can straighten things up."

I was frantic and at the same time incredibly turned on. I sank to my knees, and kneeling in Anne's piss-puddle crawled over to her and started to lick her pussy and clitoris as fast and hard as I could. I was desperate to get her off as quickly as I could. I knew Anne liked dirty talk and started to encourage her, "Come on Anne, come for your little slut housewife. Come for me Anne, please wet my face with your cum. I'm knelling in your piss Anne, I'm covered in it." At the same time I bought my fingers into play inside her cunt. I was by now getting quite experienced at bringing Anne off, knowing what she liked and what bought her to her peak; so it didn't take long before she started to hump her hips up and down on the chair as she started to spurt her sticky juice into my face. Having finished her, I stood up and ignoring my own passion to be fucked by her there and then, I grabbed some paper towels and started to mop the floor. Anne made no attempt to help. I think she was enjoying seeing my panic at the situation she had so casually caused. "That's a good girl she said, clean up my mess."

I was nearly done when I heard Frank coming down the stairs into the hall. Anne quickly pulled on her trousers whilst I grabbed a last few towels and soaked up as much as I could. Suddenly the door opened with a very tired Frank wandering in and simply saying "Hi Mum!". He was wearing just some boxer shorts which gapped open as he walked and which I was always telling him about in the hope that he would be a little more discreet about displaying himself around the house. Like any other teenager he just didn't seem to care about such things. For a moment he didn't see Anne sat at the table but then when he did, he spun round to hide his crotch and check that he was decent.

"I told you to be more careful how you dress." I told him.

"Sorry mum, I didn't know you had a visitor." He replied rather embarrassed.

"Hello Frank," said Anne, "I'm your next door neighbor".

"Yeah, I know, I've seen you around, errh Hi", said Frank. In all the commotion I hadn't really considered the fact that my robe was almost undone, that it was soaked at the bottom with Anne's pee, that my tits were clearly on view and that my nipples were still erect. I realized the state I was in when I saw Frank to a 'double take' at my breasts, and quickly pulled my robe closed. Anne then said, "Listen, I won't keep you any longer Mary, I'll see you later."