Ultra Fractal 4 Serial
Maryam was a very, and I mean very stunning girl. She was quite tall and was slim, with lustrous long black hair, light brown skin, a clear almost glowing complexion, and the most beautiful big brown eyes I have ever seen in my life. Although she was born in England, she told me that she was a 'Kashmiri girl,' that her family came from the Northern border area between Pakistan and India.
She closed her eyes and gripped my forearms with her hands as I eased my way in as gently as I could. Her pussy felt like a vice and it took a lot of small, incremental thrusts to penetrate her very deeply. I probably only had about six or seven inches in her when I felt the head of my penis come up against her cervix. She still had her eyes closed and her mouth open, and moaned softly.
I thought for a minute, then startled her with a new request. "How about we substitute Tommy, then, how about I watch you and Tommy screw? That would really make things a lot more even, and besides, you have already had sex with him."
Larry loved anal sex. His soon to be ex-wife didn't. So he didn't get it as much as he liked to have.
I wasn't sure why he was asking but I knew I couldn't lie, he always knew when people were lying to him so I answered very carefully.
"Now Mr. Manager. Fuck the bitch!" growled the big man. "Watch Nick. See you wife fuck this man's cock!" he continued as he directed Nick's gaze to us.
"Wow!" Robert exclaimed in admiration as he stared at her perfectly shaped derriere.
"Well, then," Cassie cleared her throat. "What are you going to do? Did you decide?"
"Harder. HARDER!" Jane almost screamed at me. "Let me feel you ram into this sweet little slut!"
My breasts started heaving from shallow, excited breaths as I looked into his green eyes. The desire that shone in them was so infectious, and I felt my panties moistening. I didn't give myself time to answer the question, "Should I or should I not?" as I reached one hand tentatively toward his middle. My brain told me to pay the price later. He shuffled forward on his knees between my bare legs and my fingertips grazed the outline of his member, warm to the touch and now completely hard and pushing open one leg of his shorts. As I stroked the khaki bulge a couple of times he groaned…and I knew that I was lost as I relieved my tension with an involuntary gasp and groped for him, curling my fingers over his waistband and pulling him toward me. His thick arms surrounded me and I leaned back slowly – my heart racing – to feel the cool grass on my back and shoulders.
Meanwhile, Natalie was closing in on her orgasm. It felt so good, so warm. But, she needed something more for her than just that. She looked down at Jake, whom, suddenly had stopped. Shimmying backward, Natalie swung her leg slowly over the wolf's head. Her curvaceous bottom stuck in the air, the dripping mound of her woman hood aching for something more. Ask and you receive.
"Hey, girlfriend. I came to see if you wanna hang out by the pool." She asks.
Grabbing my beer and slipping from my barstool, I began to make my way through the crowd. I again felt the familiar stares and heard the occasional 'excuse me, but are you…' – their voice muffled by the loud music. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone.
I walked behind the captain. Who was this man? How could he threaten a wizard? What was that about? I didn't feel any different for anything the wizard had done. I just felt like a puppy dog, bought and owned, now walking to the heel of my master. I would've licked his boots on the spot if he had asked me to.
Within a few seconds of having her fist buried deep up inside me I started what must be for me the mother of all orgasms. My tits filled to bursting and my cunt clamped down harder than ever before. These are my lasting memories as I passed out.
I didn't shoot much - I simply didn't have enough jizz left to do so - but it was sweet. Satisfying. I came, and Traci came with me, and Debbie rode along with both of us. And when it was done, I just felt exhausted and comfortably numb.
A few weeks in, Jen began attending Debra's classes as a form of aerobic exercise that offered much more excitement than a stepper, treadmill, or jogging. At times Debra seemed harder on her than her paying students, ordering her to perform an extra set of front-snap kicks or make her do continuous repetitions of her forms. Jen never complained, never commented afterwards, but Debra never failed to give her a mischievous grin.
One crack on the left foot and the Balley shoe flew out. Another one to the right.
Often my shorts are a bit too snug, not to mention too brief, but never have I seen more skin revealed than Stephanie exhibited. The halter-band I was wearing stretches from just above my boobs to the top of my belly button, but hers was such a narrow ribbon it barely covered the small mounds on her chest. She told me later that her high cut shorts were left over from she worked as a cocktail waitress. It's a wonder my tongue has no holes through it as many times as I've bitten it squelching sarcastic rejoinders. Miraculously I managed not to ask if the club she worked at required the help to wear pointed ears and a fluffy tail.
'You know you really are very beautiful Sue. You should make more of yourself. Maybe I'll buy you some undies from Victoria's Secret ...'
All three women were sweating profusely by now but the musky odours only seemed to aggravate their sexual instincts. Alex suddenly noticed that her cunt was unattended but before she could discover what Melany was upto, her mother straddled her face.
She closed her eyes and gripped my forearms with her hands as I eased my way in as gently as I could. Her pussy felt like a vice and it took a lot of small, incremental thrusts to penetrate her very deeply. I probably only had about six or seven inches in her when I felt the head of my penis come up against her cervix. She still had her eyes closed and her mouth open, and moaned softly.
I thought for a minute, then startled her with a new request. "How about we substitute Tommy, then, how about I watch you and Tommy screw? That would really make things a lot more even, and besides, you have already had sex with him."
Larry loved anal sex. His soon to be ex-wife didn't. So he didn't get it as much as he liked to have.
I wasn't sure why he was asking but I knew I couldn't lie, he always knew when people were lying to him so I answered very carefully.
"Now Mr. Manager. Fuck the bitch!" growled the big man. "Watch Nick. See you wife fuck this man's cock!" he continued as he directed Nick's gaze to us.
"Wow!" Robert exclaimed in admiration as he stared at her perfectly shaped derriere.
"Well, then," Cassie cleared her throat. "What are you going to do? Did you decide?"
"Harder. HARDER!" Jane almost screamed at me. "Let me feel you ram into this sweet little slut!"
My breasts started heaving from shallow, excited breaths as I looked into his green eyes. The desire that shone in them was so infectious, and I felt my panties moistening. I didn't give myself time to answer the question, "Should I or should I not?" as I reached one hand tentatively toward his middle. My brain told me to pay the price later. He shuffled forward on his knees between my bare legs and my fingertips grazed the outline of his member, warm to the touch and now completely hard and pushing open one leg of his shorts. As I stroked the khaki bulge a couple of times he groaned…and I knew that I was lost as I relieved my tension with an involuntary gasp and groped for him, curling my fingers over his waistband and pulling him toward me. His thick arms surrounded me and I leaned back slowly – my heart racing – to feel the cool grass on my back and shoulders.
Meanwhile, Natalie was closing in on her orgasm. It felt so good, so warm. But, she needed something more for her than just that. She looked down at Jake, whom, suddenly had stopped. Shimmying backward, Natalie swung her leg slowly over the wolf's head. Her curvaceous bottom stuck in the air, the dripping mound of her woman hood aching for something more. Ask and you receive.
"Hey, girlfriend. I came to see if you wanna hang out by the pool." She asks.
Grabbing my beer and slipping from my barstool, I began to make my way through the crowd. I again felt the familiar stares and heard the occasional 'excuse me, but are you…' – their voice muffled by the loud music. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone.
I walked behind the captain. Who was this man? How could he threaten a wizard? What was that about? I didn't feel any different for anything the wizard had done. I just felt like a puppy dog, bought and owned, now walking to the heel of my master. I would've licked his boots on the spot if he had asked me to.
Within a few seconds of having her fist buried deep up inside me I started what must be for me the mother of all orgasms. My tits filled to bursting and my cunt clamped down harder than ever before. These are my lasting memories as I passed out.
I didn't shoot much - I simply didn't have enough jizz left to do so - but it was sweet. Satisfying. I came, and Traci came with me, and Debbie rode along with both of us. And when it was done, I just felt exhausted and comfortably numb.
A few weeks in, Jen began attending Debra's classes as a form of aerobic exercise that offered much more excitement than a stepper, treadmill, or jogging. At times Debra seemed harder on her than her paying students, ordering her to perform an extra set of front-snap kicks or make her do continuous repetitions of her forms. Jen never complained, never commented afterwards, but Debra never failed to give her a mischievous grin.
One crack on the left foot and the Balley shoe flew out. Another one to the right.
Often my shorts are a bit too snug, not to mention too brief, but never have I seen more skin revealed than Stephanie exhibited. The halter-band I was wearing stretches from just above my boobs to the top of my belly button, but hers was such a narrow ribbon it barely covered the small mounds on her chest. She told me later that her high cut shorts were left over from she worked as a cocktail waitress. It's a wonder my tongue has no holes through it as many times as I've bitten it squelching sarcastic rejoinders. Miraculously I managed not to ask if the club she worked at required the help to wear pointed ears and a fluffy tail.
'You know you really are very beautiful Sue. You should make more of yourself. Maybe I'll buy you some undies from Victoria's Secret ...'
All three women were sweating profusely by now but the musky odours only seemed to aggravate their sexual instincts. Alex suddenly noticed that her cunt was unattended but before she could discover what Melany was upto, her mother straddled her face.
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