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I never mind anyone else eyeing you up, because I know you’re mine and I’m yours and we don’t want or need anyone else. “Oh Annie, yes!” You don’t even pretend that you don’t want to - you’re already tugging your dress up. A long stream of your pale pee arcs out and splashes onto the steps, immediately starting to run downhill in a series of little waterfalls. You have your hand on your clitoris, rubbing it excitedly as you pee, watching our twin streams flowing down the steps in front of us. “Oh Annie, now I’m going to come!” A few more little squirts of liquid splash out onto the steps; I’m not sure if they are more pee or your vaginal juices.
Megan sat back up, stuffed Michael's softening cock back into his shorts, and said, "There, that should hold you for a while." Michael just continued driving with a moronic smile on his face. Michael immediately began licking and probing with his tongue, occasionally sucking Megan's clit into his mouth then releasing it. Michael decided this would be a good spot to swap roles, so he reached up and lifted Megan into the air, rolled her over on her back, and then kissed her roughly, letting her taste the piss and her pussy fluids on his mouth. Megan eagerly took Michael's cock into her mouth, sucking and licking it as if there was going to be no tomorrow.
“Ooh,” she hummed softly as her free hand began to fondle her dusky pink nipple of her C-cup breast, the urine continuing to flow hotly from between the spread lips of her pussy. She spread her legs and labia wide and let out a soft sigh as she opened up her pussy lips and this time just let her pee flow strongly from her body. Cindy held nothing back as she felt her bladder slowly emptying its contents down onto the garden gnome, giving it a nice covering of womanly fluids and she let out a couple more squirts of her pee onto the gnome and stood up, observing her vandalism on her property.
Immediately to the left of the barn, four or five ladies appear through an opening between the dense, tall bushes that grow along the lane. I stop peeing, stick my dick into my pants, and follow her like an obedient dog. I get the urge to go over to her, stick my penis against her panties right in front of the crack between those voluptuous buttocks of hers and pump pee through the knickers. She lets her dress fall and runs past me while she frantically grabs her panties through her skirt and tries to pull them up. After the car has passed the tree-lined lane, I cast a glance to the right towards the hill where Marjorie disappeared.
We decided to call it a day, and I drove her straight home -- but not without my enjoying the final views of her wet nylons glistening in the sun that had emerged from the passing rain clouds. A week later, when I went to show Mimi prints from the shoot, she greeted me at the door wearing a light, floral print dress. Finally, the time came to say goodbye, but fond memories of the stocking encounter with Mimi have remained clear for over fifty years—especially because the color slides and black and white pictures from that wonderful day in the park were archived for posterity.
Before I even heard about “flashing” stockings in public, I was already enjoying the special feeling of wearing sexy garter belts and high quality nylons. As a result, every time I lifted my arms to reach up, the hem rose up my thighs, exposing a broad expanse of nylons, as well as garter straps, and occasionally, my sheer panties. I imagined that Randy would be posing me with my arms raised, so I made sure to wear my favorite black garter belt and super-sheer panties. Getting into his tiny Bug, I made sure Randy got a good view of my stocking-covered legs. I knew he was shooting a lot of upskirt pictures because my dress constantly rose up way beyond my thighs, totally exposing everything including my sheer, pussy-moistened panties.
I grab your whole breast in my hand and squeeze hard as your breathing gets faster and faster and the rubbing gets harder and harder and I arch my pelvis upwards, pushing my mound against you, tensing my muscles to press as hard as I can and then you orgasm and I feel you trembling and shaking as it rips through your body like an electric shock and you collapse on top of me and I put my arms around you and hold you so tight and put my mouth against yours and kiss you and kiss you and kiss you until your climax ends.
I asked you if it was for me and you smiled and said it was, and that I should open it and see the presents good little girls get. Your hands slipped under my dress and rubbed my panties over my pussy as you kissed me hard, pushing your tongue into my mouth and dancing with mine. With my dress still held up and my legs spread showing you my soaked panties I must have looked like a common whore. My juices were flowing like a river and I finally knew how you were going to clean me; you were flushing the pee out with my own pussy juice!
I parted my lips and was going to kiss her deeply, when she pulled away, paused, then moved in once more, teasing my tongue ever so slightly with hers. I needed some sensation on my cock so I slowly removed my fingers from my Angel's pussy and began to jerk myself off as I continued to suck and lick her. Lowering herself to her knees, she removed my hands from my cock and teased the head with the tip of her tongue, licking up my precum. She didn't reply, just gave me one more smile, grabbed my hand briefly and releasing it, turned and walked away into the night.
With their mingled cum glistening on her lips, Laci reached behind Scott's head and brought his mouth to hers so they could taste, together, their love juices. As the stream slowed and the last few drops fell, Laci realized she had nothing to wipe with, but Scott was already on his knees in front of her and, before she quite realized what he intended, like a thirsty puppy he began to lick her dripping pussy, tasting both salty piss and sweet cum. Bringing his tongue back to her clit, Scott massaged and licked it in alternating circles and strokes while thrusting his fingers into her slippery, tight cunt.
She slumped her shoulders – her only effort to conceal her breasts – but shift her weight to pull a slightly bent knee slightly before her other leg concealing her pussy but not most of her bush. She stepped into her panties pulling them up quickly and tucking her fingers into the leg openings running them up to tuck in stray pussy hairs. I shifted to the other leg cocked to the side foot resting on a higher limb, ankle, calf, bent knee, the thigh stretching from knee to skirt lifting the skirt to show those nice cotton briefs. I took pics of that, legs and panties, tits pressed against the tank top, and her face looking into the camera.
My hand rested on her thigh and I loved the feel of her smooth but tight skin covering those strong hiking muscles in her legs. She laughed and dropped a hand onto my leg and slowly ran it up my thigh to my shorts and then across my crotch, feeling the growing bulge in my pants. I moaned and then whined, "An hour, I don't know if I can keep my hands off you that long or wait for your lingerie treats!" She turned and smiled with one eyebrow arched and said, "Patience TC, good comes to those that wait". "Then I guess I will just have to enjoy the moonlit view" she said as she leaned against the hood of the mustang with her legs glowing in the moonlight.
Sitting on duty in his squad car, drinking coffee, a police officer checked his watch. I can spread them farther if you'd like that, officer." He looked her in the eyes as she spread her legs apart a little more. Removing his hand, she smiled as she slowly inserted it inside of her, closing her eyes just enough to enjoy how good it felt, but also to see how much he was enjoying watching her. He saw that there were no cars coming at the moment, so he quickly leaned down to bite her neck, and she dropped his nightstick. Wanting him, and not wanting a ticket, she grabbed his ass and rammed him inside of her hard and fast and moaned, "That's how I like it, officer.
My turn to smile back at you as I take my time standing up, then slowly push my hand down my shorts and grab my cock. I sit back, spread my legs wide and start to slowly bring my right hand up and down the length of my cock. You bring your face in close to watch and I take my other hand off my balls and bring it to your head, entwining your hair in between my fingers. You start at my cock head, daintily licking the cum that is still oozing out of my pee hole. My cock out, I sit back and watch the slow ooze of cum leaking from your rosebud, down your crack to your pussy lips."
Jessica moaned deeply and her hand went up to pinch her already erect nipples hard, through the sheer fabric of her top before moving to undo the buttons and letting the top fall open. Jessica gagged and Al moaned in satisfaction as he watched Jessica's bulk heave, pulling back, he let her draw breath before pushing deeply back into her, his strokes deepening as he skull fucked her hard. As Al looked at her his cock twitched and he kissed her roughly, his hands leaving her head to pull on her breasts, pinching her nipples hard, making her flinch. Al looked up and they stood, both stroking, Al's hand sliding up and down his cock, rhythmically and Jessica's finger rubbing the tip of her clit as they watched the arousal on each others' faces.
"Why bother," he thought, "No one is around and it makes it easier to pee too!" Grabbing an extra soda and the burgers, he set the outside table just as Kim was coming out of the kitchen. "It must have felt so good to be exposed and peeing freely like that," replied Kim. The glasses of water had caught up with her too. Moving his hips he aimed his stream into the drain, loudly announcing to the house of what he was doing and after a couple of seconds his bladder was empty and he stepped into the garage to grab two water bottles, being careful to step over his puddle swirling lazily down the drain as he went to meet up with Kim.
Maddie rubbed faster and faster as her piss began to dry out, but she had to rush a little, so her orgasm wasn't as good as it could've been. Slowly, gingerly, she lowered her butt down onto the stump, and sighed with immense pleasure as she felt her poop squish into every crevice of the back of her panties. Now putting her hand inside her panties, she began to rub her clit hard as shit massaged her anal and vaginal openings. Almost screaming now in the secluded clearing, her eyes rolled back as a veritable torrent of girlcum gushed out of her, soaking her shit, piss, and completely ruined panties. Humming contentedly, she walked over to the stream and soaked her hand in the water, letting any actual bits of poo wash away.
I look at you and smile, then turn toward you and say something about feeling unbalanced, so you fondle my right nipple too. Your cock is showing signs of arousal, so I reach out and rub you through your pants. I'm getting chilled and have to pee, but I hold it so you can look at my exposed breasts. It would have been slightly arousing just to pee at this point, but now you are watching me and I'm sucking your cock. Pretty soon you are leaning back on your elbows with me squatting over you and you are eagerly lapping up every drop of piss and pussy juice you can reach. Little did I know, this was only the beginning of our pissing fun and our sexual experimentation.
After gagging Stan with a black leather strap, I descended from the stool and turned away from the bench. The look on my young lover's face was priceless as she dabbled her fingers in the wetness along my thighs and then sucked them dry, thrilled at her own daring at having tasted for the first time the spilled juices of a male. "I d-do know what I'm asking for." I trembled, but I grabbed for the hard lump slung on the left side of his heavy black leather pants. All they'd seen were my pale legs grappling Frankie's leather pants, my heels pulling his ass to me with every thrust of his huge cock.
We had agreed in advance that there would be no sex this time, and I had a very worried daughter, whom I told that I would not allow him to bind me, either (I'm a rope slut, he's a Kinbakushi). But he later told me that it took hours to finish, and that I was moaning so sweetly the entire time, that it nearly drove him insane, trying to keep from tearing my jeans off and take me against my will. But I must have had one after the other when deep in sub space, because when I got home and went to change for bed, my jeans were soaking wet almost to the knees!!
but having her touch me was worth it, it is a rarity, and usually not as gentle as this.I think I nearly exploded from her grip and the soft squishy disaster in my shorts..I must have closed my eyes to long enjoying the stimulation because Suddenly her grip grew tight and yanked at me as she withdrew her hand... " I brought something for you" calmly said her husband, like he was talking to an old friend, not someone whose face was fresh from being buried in his wife's ass. Then he pulls a butt plug from a fast food sack sitting on the bench and holds it near my mouth, I suck it in, not knowing where it has been.
Standing in front of the sun there skirts appeared almost transparent and I clearly became aware of every shapely contour of their legs and thighs. She appeared to be standing 'too' close to my face for comfort, and again I was aware of gusts of wind lifting the front part of her skirt giving me tantalising glimpses of knees and lower thighs. Sometimes she looked down at me, asking me questions, while pulling in her dress; other times she'd stand above me, legs apart, with the wind blowing her skirt from side to side. Cynthia was continuing her conversation with Phoebe and began reaching around for things to pass to her including my mug. "Pass me that plate please Cynthia," said Phoebe, clearly tidying things away.
So he kept his mouth closed, noting only that despite her skirt and bare legs, despite the fact that she was lost (which could turn anyone into a fearful little ball of nerves), she strode purposefully and confidently down the trail next to him, picking her way through the undergrowth that stretched into the path and stepping easily over tree roots and stones that made the passage uneven. "Love it," he said — as soon as the words left his mouth, he felt awkward, as if it was a commentary not on his job but on the practice of walking into clearings and beating off and pissing wildly when there was a young lady present, so he hastily clarified.
We passed a bridge and something made Kathy stop and tug my arm pulling me off the path and down the embankment towards the river bank. But my animal self felt a terrible pull from the sight of the hot woman enjoying herself in the sucking mud. Kathy grabbed me and pulled me to her with a bubbling slurping noise of mud and lust. I felt myself start at the fantastic sensation of Kathy's cunt grabbing and sucking on my member. We thrashed like mad animals in heat as the mud sucked at our bodies. I was getting even hotter thinking about what Kathy must be feeling as she thrust herself on me and felt the sliding gripping wetness suck on her clit.