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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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
“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.
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.
By this time Darrell was standing over Felicia and jerking off, Tony supposed they were trying to get the money shot so he and Brittany would have to be quick. The director looks at her with disbelief then turns his attention to Tony, "I know this is all new for you but you'd better be ready in a few minutes, and by the way, this is a porn set, if you're going to pop you make sure the camera catches it ok?" Finally, after what seemed to Tony to be at least five minutes of jerking himself off Darrell grunts and shoots four decent sized shots of cum onto Felicia's face.
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.
You smile up at me and let go of your legs and bring one hand down to you clit rubbing it in circles, the other hand returns to your breast and the nipple where you procede to milk yourself, your lactation running down your skin wetted with rain. Your pregnant belly round and firm beneath you, I snake a hand between your legs and caress it, running the pads of my fingers all over the stretched flesh. Dragging my tongue down over your sensitive clit from which you gasp, over your swollen pussy lips and the juices from our initial fucking, then lower to the cum still leaking out of your ass.
I take her cock in my left hand and stroke it smoothly, feeling the texture of the latex shaft. I find her clit and begin to massage it with my middle finger, taking her cock deeper into my throat before bobbing my head faster. "You would make some guy really happy, sucking cock like that," she says. "Its only for you," I say, before taking her cock so deep I can feel her pubic hair against my nose. With both hands now free, she uses them to hold my head, thrusting her hips upwards, fucking my mouth. When she slides behind me I feel the hardness of her cock brush the back of my thighs. I feel the head press hard against my sphincter.
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.
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.
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.
I rolled over, opened my mouth wide, she gushed all her piss directly down my throat, sighed, sat on my face, her cunt locking with my passionate tongue, took my cock into her warm, inviting mouth, and sucked me off; judging the moment perfectly, she orgasmed like a demon as I erupted and gushed spunk into her beautiful mouth. She rolled over so that she was back on top, took my cock in her mouth again, drew it all the way in to her throat, and with a gentle but insistent sucking motion gradually drained me of spunk, gulping and swallowing as she climaxed herself, ecstatically, for the seventh time that day.
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.
These thoughts brushed through my mind just as my hands would carefully adjust a dial. I set the coffee on the deck and attacked the back yard, raking vigorously and enjoying the crunch, whoosh, of the dead leaves. And so, on only the second day I'd ever laid eyes on this man, I straddled his hips and felt the heat of his erection as he laid his mouth to my breasts. Immediately he lifted his head away from my body and pushed my hand away from his crotch. "The other thing that's important is that, even though what we're doing here is intimate, a certain" – he waved a hand in the air, as if trying to catch the word – "a certain professionalism applies."
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.
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.
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!!
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.
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.