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Leo 0 December 23, 2018

SPEECHLESS 
 
Him: get dressed, I'm coming to take you out. 
Me: where to young man. 
Him: uh,it's suppose to be a surprise so just wear something nice. 
Me: hope you won't use me for ritual, you bad boy. 
Him: you wey be good girl. I no want who go dey vomit coins for me so even if I be ritualist,I no go use you. 
Me: na word you tell me so oh,for your mind oh. 
Him: na you start am oh,wear cloth make you ready jor. 
Me: okay sir,I'm waiting for you sir. 
Him:if you look too irresistible, I'd leave my self control and do you strong thing. 
Me: I'd be waiting for bad son of a good father. 
 
Red is one color that drives him crazy so I decided to go on red today. I wore a red body con dress that exposed my thighs a bit and a black 6 inches heels, I used a colorless lip gloss and no make up but powder and my half roll hair. I opened the door for him when he knocked,he froze up for about two minutes after seeing me before he could spoke. 
 
Him:why now, why you decide to make boys run mad today? 
Me: why,wetin happen? 
Him:you no look yourself for mirror, see as you set fire. Only you carry back and front,package come fresh join. Wetin self. 
Me: awww(spinning around). 
Him:make una leave me, I wan craze,she too fine. 
Me: abeg no craze, abeg make we go. 
Him:oya enter make we move. 
 
He took me to best restaurant in town and ordered the best dish which we did Justice to but he didn't stop looking at me. I could feel his piercing gaze undressing me that I had to kiss him and whisper to him,"there'd be time for more later on". We were on our way he pulled over and said "I'm sorry, I can't hold it anymore, you're the equivalent of a beauty goddess" then baby kissed my cheek and came over to my side while I was blushing. He opened my door and put fort his hand to assist me out of the car,I rested on the side while he shut the door and moved closer to me. "You're amazingly gorgeous" he said " I look at you and I get speechless and senseless,now all I wanna do is devour you here and now señora " and before I could say anything,he started kissing me. Lips first then tongues, he hands was all over my body caressing and romancing me as we kissed, while my hands moved from his head to his shoulders and chest and ribs and crotch and thighs then back to his cock. The kiss was really intense and we moved slowly to the truck of the car. 
 
With his hands on my waist,he lifted me on the truck and said "you taste and smell good" and I replied "grazie signore". He nibbled on my ear,tongued it and kiss down my neck to shoulder as he caressed my boobs from my dress, it felt so good I had to lean on his other shoulder and moan " please don't stop". I was already horny and it felt so good that you touch me where I feel it,without spending time on my boobs,your hand was already between legs and headed for my wet panties. With your index finger hooked to it,you slowly pulled it down and I systematically raise my hips one by one to let the panties pass and with now time it was on my ankle. 
 
With the tips of your fingers you traced fainted lines from my knees through my inner thighs to my pelvis, I could feel my clit throbbing as you did. You flicked my clit with your finger, rubbed the clit a few times and romanced my labia one by one and all I could do was moan and rub the body of the car. As you slowly put your index and middle finger in,I felt a wave of pleasure cross through my senses,you fingered me with so much perfection that I could not explain how I felt at that point,I just had to lay back,touch myself and enjoy everything. I was brought back to life when you stopped, carried me down and turn me around, with his hand on my scalp he bent me to touch the truck. He raised my dress with the free hand and spanked me twice on each ass cheek,I must confess it felt nice being the submissive. 
 
He stroked his dick to full length and set to put it in me, as he put it in my pussy I could feel it stretch my pussy walls and as he banged me,I could feel everything,his hip hitting against my ass,his hand holding my hair and the other hand occasionally spanking my ass. I felt as his hip hit against my thighs, his cock hit my womb a few times and I screamed but it felt good all the same. I was feeling an orgasm build up inside of me from my core,when he increased his speed and said "I'm cumming" and I pleaded with him to hold on that I'm about cumming. I arched my back a little more and he slowed his thrusting speed and bent my head sideways to kiss me. The little shift I made made a lot of difference cos I could now feel the head of his cock brush against the roof of my pussy wall and hit my A spot. I felt his first shot of cum hit me when mine came, I could not hold myself from shaking cos my knees felt weak and my hands too. I just laid on the truck with hands beside me and let my orgasm flow as he nuts inside me, when he was out of me and I regained myself, I sucked the mixture of his sperm and my cum of his dick and helped him pull up his trouser. I cleaned myself with my panties, set it on fire then we were headed to my place. 
 
I got in first and pulled him in with me,pulled my clothes off and made him do same before pushing him on the bed,tied his hands and legs to the four edges of the bed. I was still on heels,walked to my closet to get my horse tale before getting some ice from the refrigerator. I put one piece of ice on his mid chest,one on his naval and another on his crotch then whispered to him "now I'm the dominant my humble submissive". With the horse tail,I traced lines from his forehead down his nose and across his lips to his chin and through his neck and chest and down his tummy till his crotch,I came to his almost erect penis,traced along the body and the head. Watching it grow to full length was getting me wet,I started again from his left inner thigh to his knee and back up to his waist then down again through his knee to the foot and it's sole. I started from the right sole and across the toes to the feet, it's ankle, calf,knee and inner thigh till the balls. Watching him twist and turn from the ticklish and sexual feeling was amazing and the sight of his cock throbbing and pulsating at my command was turning me on big time. I paid deaf ears to his moans and pleas to stop so I used the horse tail some more until I was satisfied. 
 
With one of the ice cubes,I circled you left nipple till it was rock hard then I lowered my mouth on it,I suck and bite it a bit,I sucked it till it was soft again. His moans echoing in the room was more than amazing for me,I did the same to his right nipple and sucked it real hard. With the ice piece I drew a V sign for both nipples to his navel,I pinched the navel a few times before carrying on with my lines till they ended at your crotch. I put a piece inside my mouth and proceeded to give him a blow job, as his dick came in contact with the ice in my mouth,he let out a scream but I didn't care so I continued to suck on his flute. The temperature of my mouth made the blow job last a little longer, I sucked and stroke, gagged and choked on his flute, swirl my tongue around the head occasionally and I could tell I was doing it right from the way he moaned and called my name but I didn't stop cos my goal was for him to nuts first in my mouth so I concentrated on the head more. Some minutes gone and he was ready to left go and I brought my head lower that the head of his dick touched the back of my throat then off it came hitting my throat walls and I tried to hold it back so it don't come rolling down cos of my position but a few came rolling down. So I stood up swallowed the one in my mouth and licked the rest from your dick and balls. 
 
I didn't stop sucking his cock until it was hard again, I sat on it and the feeling I got as it entered my wet juicy needy pussy was unexplainable. I rode his dick with so much expertise that he could not help it,I did the cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, sideways cowgirl and the feeling of being in control was really good. I was experiencing my second orgasm of the night when he said "I'm cumming,take it slow then increase" and I did as instructed and it was successful. We both cummed in a split second difference then I fell on his chest and rested to catch my breath while playing with his nipples. 
 
Him:wow!,that was mind blowing, gracias mammi. 
Me:de nada pappi. 
Him: so where you did you learn all this you just did on me. 
Me: from you na,you're my sex educator or are you pulling my legs. 
Him:kind off,you're a very good student and quick to learn,I like that. I should give you a promotion certificate. 
Me: And I'd collect it with pleasure my teacher,gracias profesor. 
 
 
     LEO

SPEECHLESS Him: get dressed, I'm coming to take you out. Me: where to young man. Him: uh,it's suppose to be a surprise so just w...

Leo 0 December 20, 2018

BATHTUB 
 
I just walked in to behold the priceless view of an amazing creature,her skin was shinning and her hair sparkling. After handling the surprise well,I tiptoed her and couldn't resist the urge to feel her shinning skin against mine and I still wanted more after that. With my around your waist,I noticed it was you. 
 
Me: so what's this angel doing naked by this time. 
You: well,I just finished my private photoshoot. 
Me: really,well it's won't be bad if I get to see you like this everyday, you know. 
You: I don't know oh,bad boy. Show me. 
Me: bad girl,I'll show you with all the joy. 
I put my head on your right shoulder,kissed your back ear and ear lobe then nibbled down your neck to your shoulder. I lifted your hair and started kissing you from your back neck down through your spine to your ass,I kissed upwards again then down from the shoulder blade to the ass cheek and did same to the other side until I covered the whole of your back with kisses. Your breath was already increasing,I planted kisses all over your ass cheeks before bending you in the doggy position with your hands on the table near the standing mirror you used. I got on my knees behind you and planted kisses down your butt crack before slightly tonguing your asshole. 
 
I stringed kisses from your back thigh just below that ass cheek and through your back knee down your calf to your ankle as you already raised that leg. I raised the other to the knee level before planting my kisses from your heels through your calf and back knee and up your back thigh. I turned around to see you biting your lips to keep from moaning, I kissed the blindfold which made you release your lips and I immediately bring my lips to meet yours and the kissing started. Still with the blindfold, you tried to remove my shirt and smooched my bare body. I noticed your boobs was still oily so I rubbed your nipples between my fingers as we kissed,you didn't continue the kiss for long cos you needed to release some pleasure from your mouth in form of moans which you did as you moan in my ear. I took the clue and let you breath a little before moving on to suck your nipples. 
 
As I suck your nipples,I circled the tip with that of my tongue, the pleasure feel got you grabbing my head and romancing allover my bare body as you searched for object to hold. With both my palms placed on your butt cheeks,I stopped sucking your nipples and savored in the freshness and softness as I lift you up to the table near the mirror, watching myself give you pleasure from the mirror added to my pleasure. I knelt between your legs and the sight of your juicy wet pussy coaxed my pleasure stick into full length, I had to get up and undress myself completely so I could set free my throbbing cock. I then planted kisses on your upper thighs from your waist to your knees before getting between your legs again. I stringed kisses from your left inner thigh down the side of your leg till your heel,I did same to the right from the heel upwards through the knee to the inner thigh. I must confess,I loved the fact that your thigh is this fleshy. 
 
I got to your honeypot and home of pleasures, the sight was heavenly, as I flicked my tongue once over your clit,you shoot your first shot of cum in my mouth and scattering the whole table from your sensational shaking. I let you catch your breath before I continued again, I licked you dry and got you wet over again, your hand on my head as I eat you up and the other on your breast pinching your nipples as you gave those amazing moans and groans. I ate,sucked,licked and finger your honeypot into 2 other orgasm and squirting and the table was really wet before we finally took you to the bathtub with your juices dripping from your legs. 
 
You: where are you taking me naked and dripping. 
Me: well,remember you said you wanted to bath. 
You:yes but I'm still blindfolded. 
Me:I'll be your eyes,we're going to bath you in the lagoon. 
You: Jesus Leo,what did you say? 
Me: fear fear,o ye of butterfly mind. We're going to the bathroom jor. 
You: in fact remove this thing before I see myself near river. 
Me: OK I've removed it, fear fear pikin. 
You: god save you today, you for see. 
Me: see who dey make mouth,maintain oh before I drown you inside cup of water. 
You: the water warm oh,better pikin you try. 
Me: I hear you,shift jor make i join you. You know there's no where as comfortable as my chest for you to lay. 
You:so wetin you dey feel like now, enter this place with your comfortable chest jor before I change my mind. 
Me: feeling myself,fresh guy,fresh chest,fresh tools, fresh everything. 
You:yeye fowl,bring your chest jor lemme rest my head and please don't stop doing your soft work on me. 
 
You laid your head on my chest and curled your body like a baby on her mothers body, you played with my cock and give me a hand job while I rub your nipples with my fingers. I let out a moan anytime your hand rub the head. I closed my eyes to enjoy as you rub the spot between my balls and ass,play with my balls and stroke my cock. You whispered into my ear,"sometimes I wish I could just have this between my legs all day" and I responded "don't worry,I'd leave it with you so you can keep it to yourself ". We both smiled as you took the kneeling position, I watched in anticipation as you lowered your head to my dick,covered just the head with your lips. I felt every single thing as you sucked the head and raised your head from it,I watch as your lips covered it again and your hands moved in corresponding motion as you stroked the base and occasionally rub the balls. All I could do was moan and scream from pleasure as I watched you give a mouth and hand job combined. " fuck!,I'm about to come" and for some reason you increased the up and down motion and and the height of the hand job to the head. Like a low pressure volcanic eruption, my sperm shoot out of my cock and roll down the back of your hands to the water. You came up and kissed my lips after wish I spoke, "Merci beaucoup mademoiselle" and you responded "bien". 
 
You put your hands on my neck,brought your head closer and kissed my lip,this time it was really deep and intense,I used my hands to caress your back and ass cheek. You licked my ear and kissed my neck,sucked my nipples and stopped there to rest your head. I turn you to lie on your back with your head on my shoulder while I part your legs with mine,I used both hands to caress your boobs and rub your nipples at once while concentrating on the tip. I feel you wiggle and bite your lower lip to hold yourself from moaning. I advanced one hand to your clit to stimulate and rub as the other rub and pinch your nipples one by one. Your moan grows louder and louder as I continue with the double stimulation. I stopped and told you to ride my tongue which you obeyed, you turned around and moved to sit on my face with my tongue pointed out. The sight of your wet honeypot slowly coming down on me was more precious than I thought it'd be,I just watched as you lower yourself on my mouth. Immediately your slit touched my tongue, you jerked and gave off an orgasm before you gained composure and sat on my pointed tongue. It went straight inside you with the sides touching your pussy walls as it went in and you giving off sweet sounds as you descended on it. 
 
All I could see was your thighs as you rolled your waist and whine,twerk and bounce with my tongue still inside of you,my palms on your ass caressing and occasionally spanking the softness. In no time your rode yourself on the tongue to another orgasm and you cummed right in my mouth. You came down and lay with me in the tub with your head on my chest and your lovely boobs pressing against my tummy and your legs between mine as you rub my nipples with your fingers. I washed you and you washed me too and we were soon out of the tub,dried our body and straight to bed but I held you back a bit, kissed your lips and whispered to you,"it's not complete. 
 
I placed two pillows under your tummy as you lie face down on the bed,stimulated your pussy till your you was really wet and inviting. I knelt behind you and slowly put my cock inside of you, I love it when you moan loud and crazy as you did when I put my joystick inside of you. I spanked both ass cheeks and slowly began banging your pussy with increasing speed ,I noticed your breathing got heavier and a spasm on your pussy muscles indicating you were about to cum again and so was I so I increased the speed and intensity of my fucking as did your moaning. "Leo,fffaassstterr,I'm ccuumminnggg" and I tried to increase the pace and more sooner than later,you experienced your orgasm and I ejaculated inside of you. My now flaccid dick slipped out of your pussy and unto the bed as I fell to the empty part of the bed and cuddled your as we reminiscence about the just past sexual experience... 
 
 
      LEO

BATHTUB I just walked in to behold the priceless view of an amazing creature,her skin was shinning and her hair sparkling. After handling ...

Leo 2 November 15, 2018

My name is Rob, and as I write this I am 53 years old. In 1983 I was twenty-six years old with blond hair, blue eyes, and as a distant runner had a slim build: six feet, 165 pounds. I married a girl named Jill. She was an attractive, outgoing twenty-five year old: 5’7”, 125 pounds, brown hair, big brown eyes and small but perky tits. She was a knockout and she knew it. The marriage was a mistake from the start and it was one of those situations where everyone knew it but me. It started going downhill after a year or so, and after about two years I found out she was screwing some guy at her office and that was pretty much the end of it. 
She moved out of the house and I was always grateful for that because I would have been the type to stick it out as long as I could have and things could have gotten much more complicated. At the time we had no kids and our only asset to fight over was the house which was decided I would keep and pay her for her share. It would be a rather smooth divorce. 
Once she left and the word got out about our separation friends started calling to see how I was doing and offer support. I got calls from my old friends, several of our mutual friends, and even two of Jill’s childhood friends. Just about everyone who called agreed on one thing: Jill was an idiot. 
A couple weeks after she left me, Jill’s mother called me. Sandy was in her fifties at the time, perhaps fifty-three or fifty-four. She had been divorced from Jill’s father for years and was remarried to a man named Rick, who I also got along well with. She was attractive like her daughter, blonde, about the same height and slim, perhaps ten pounds heavier than Jill with the same brown eyes. Her boobs were only a little bigger than Jill’s, but still looked pretty firm. She had a body that she’d definitely taken care of. We had always gotten along fine, in fact I’d only met her once when she told Jill that it was okay to marry me, and from the beginning Sandy insisted I call her by her first name. Jill and I would visit her mother’s house on holidays and go with Sandy to her condo at the beach. We could always talk easily, our relationship always warm, proper and respectful. 
The phone call was pretty much like the others I’d received from everyone else: How are you feeling, how is your family, are you alright, etc. She told me how sorry she was, and talked about Jill, how she doesn’t know what she’s doing, how she is confused, blah blah, blah. We talked about ten minutes, I thanked her for calling and we hung up. 
A month or so later she called me again. It started the same way as the previous call, asking how I was doing, how is the family, things like that. Then she changed the direction of conversation and caught me a little by surprise. 
“Have you been seeing anyone,” she asked. 
I hesitated briefly and replied, “Oh, not really.” I had actually been seeing two different women since right after Jill left, but my lawyer had told me that if I started seeing anyone to be discreet until the divorce was settled. 
“Oh come on, Rob, you can tell me. I know your marriage is definitely over. I’m not telling anyone, especially not Jill, I feel terrible she left you in the first place. I just care about you and I want to see you move on, you deserve better. So tell me are you seeing anyone?” 
“Well, yeah, I am.” I trusted her. 
“Okay, good. Now what’s her name?” 
“Actually I’ve been seeing a couple different women,” I replied. 
“Ooh, now we’re getting somewhere,” Sandy said. I chuckled at this, loosening up a little. “So what are their names and how did you meet?” 
“Well one is named Denise, I met her through work. The other is Geri, and I met her through the baseball league. I coached her son on the all star team.” 
Sandy sounded surprised. “You coached teen-agers, she must be somewhat older than you.” 
“Yeah, she is. Well, they both are.” 
“Really? How old are they?” 
“Denise is 36, Geri is 41.” 
“Wow Rob, I didn’t know you liked that older pussy!” Sandy said. This surprised me…I had never heard her talk like that. This loosened me up some more. 
I laughed and said, “Well, they’re not complaining about having that younger dick!” 
We both laughed. She responded, “That must keep you busy on the weekends juggling both of them.” 
“Oh not really, just depends. They have kids to keep them busy,” I said. “Much of the time our plans are just kind of spur of the moment.” 
There was an awkward silence for a few beats before Sandy continued. “Rob, let me ask you a question. Do you have plans this Saturday night?” 
“Not yet,” I replied. 
“Listen. I’m going down to the condo at the beach this weekend. I’m going down Friday night to check on the place and I’m staying to attend a condo association meeting on Monday night. Why don’t you drive down on Saturday afternoon, I’ll take you out to dinner and we can talk. I’d love to catch up and hear all about your business and all of these women you are seeing.” 
I started to mumble something and she cut me off. 
“Don’t worry; no one else will be there, just me. You know I wouldn’t pull anything like that. It’s just that after all that’s happened it would be nice to see you again instead of everything ending on a sour note. What do you say?” 
“What time were you thinking?” 
“Why don’t you come down late afternoon, three or four o’clock. We can have a couple drinks, chat and then walk across the street for dinner.” She was referring to a favorite seafood house about a block from her condo. 
“Well, okay, figure on me getting there around four. But you don’t have to pay for dinner.” 
“I invited you, so I’m paying. I’m looking forward to it. So I’ll see you around four?” 
I agreed that four o’clock was good. We said our goodbyes, and I hung up shaking my head. It struck me that now that her daughter and I were divorcing, she wouldn’t be my mother-in-law much longer. And the conversation we’d just finished had moved past mother-in-law/son-in-law territory. 
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On Saturday I had to leave at around two-thirty to get to the condo by four o’clock. Sandy lived in the city about three hours from the beach and my house was about midpoint between the two. I showered, put on some jeans and a light blue shirt with running shoes all over it that she’d given me the previous Christmas. 
Traffic was light. It was late fall so beach traffic was minimal. I arrived at Sandy’s condo right at four o’clock. Her building was the type where the parking was on ground level under the building and the units started on the second floor. Being off-season there were only a few cars. I pulled in next to her blue Volvo. 
I walked up two flights of stairs and over to her door. I hesitated and took a breath. I felt like through that door would be another dimension. I could feel on the phone earlier in the week that Sandy and I had reached a new level of communication. I felt from her a sincerity and trust that I never had with her daughter. It was a good feeling, but still awkward. I didn’t know what to expect. I knocked on her door. 
The door swung open and there she was: more beautiful than ever. Her blonde hair was longer than before. It hung past her shoulders and was parted in the middle with a new added frizz. She had on sleek black pants and a soft tan sweater. The outfit clung to her curves and the sweater came down to just below her waist to rest on her butt. “Well, what a surprise! Rob’s on time!” see joked. 
I said, “That’s because I don’t have Jill with me!” 
We laughed and she ushered me in, we hugged and she kissed me on the cheek as always. 
“Come on in, sit down. I was about to pour a glass of wine, what would you like, a beer?” 
“Beer’s fine.” I walked over to the glass doors and looked out at the Atlantic Ocean. The sun was lower now and blocked by the high rises so the beach was in gray twilight. 
Sandy walked up beside me and handed me my beer. “You’ll never get tired of this view,” I said. Then I turned to her and added, “I like your hair.” 
“Do you? Oh Thank You. I thought I’d grow it out for the winter and see how it looked. Well, come on, have a seat. Let’s catch up on things. And I promise: No Jill!” 
We sat on the sofa facing the glass doors and the ocean beyond and we talked for two hours and three drinks. We talked about a lot of things. She asked about my family, my business, and my hobbies. She told me about her job as an Instructor of Nursing, about Rick’s job as a plant manager, about Rick’s endless list of projects around the house. We talked and laughed about many things, but we didn’t mention Jill, and she didn’t ask about my girlfriends. 
At a little after six we left to go to dinner. It was cool out, but the restaurant wasn’t far away so we didn’t wear jackets. We had to walk a block to the highway then cross to the other side. When a break in traffic occurred she grabbed my hand and called “Let’s go, run!” and we scooted across the road hand in hand. That was a first. As we entered the restaurant she was a couple strides ahead of me and I again admired her tasteful dress, trim body and sweet ass. 
We were seated promptly in a cozy booth in the corner. We ordered another wine and beer and when the drinks arrived Sandy proposed a toast to my future success and happiness and then I toasted her with something just as lame. Then after a couple minutes of idle chit chat and talking about the menu we had both seen a dozen times, she finally got around to what I knew was coming. 
“So,” Sandy said, lowering her voice. “Tell me about these older women you’re fucking.” 
Wow! Another word I’d never heard her use. First pussy, now fuck. Wonder what other colorful words she has in her repertoire? Again I was caught off guard, and I smiled, looked down and shook my head. 
“Oh come on, for God’s sake. I may be a mother-in-law but I’m not a prude. You started to tell me about these women the other night, so don’t tease me. Tell me the rest of the story. You might as well go all the way.” 
There she goes again. She had this thing she would sometimes do with her left eye, a flicker or a half-wink, that she would do when she was sharing a joke or a secret with somebody. And she did it then when she said ‘go all the way’. I smiled at her wordplay and again looked down at the table. She may have thought I was blushing, but I wasn’t. I just felt uneasy because I was sitting across from my still mother-in-law having this conversation, and I had just realized and admitted to myself that I wanted to fuck her. 
I looked up at her face, a foxy and mature replica of Jill’s. I stared into her piercing brown eyes and they stared right back. “Alright,” I said. “I’ll go all the way. I just hope I don’t come prematurely.” 
She loudly burst out laughing at that, then covered her mouth and turned red when some people at a nearby table looked over. She continued laughing quietly and I grinned as her eyes bore into mine. Fortunately, around that time the waitress came and took our orders. 
“Well…” she said after a few moments of dead air. 
I sipped my beer. “Where do you want me to start?” 
“Start with the baseball mom, what’s her name?” 
“Geri.” 
“Geri. How old is Geri?” 
“Forty or forty-one, maybe forty-two. She told me she got married at nineteen and she has a twenty-one year old daughter, I’m just not sure of the time frame.” 
“And her son is…” 
“He’ll be sixteen next month.” 
“So,” Sandy said, sipping wine. “Tell me all about Geri.” 
“Not much to tell. She’s divorced twice with two older kids. They live in a little old house a few blocks from mine. She was a very active mom in the league. She used to come to all the games dressed in shorts and halters and tank tops and drive the coaches and umpires crazy.” 
“Does she have a good body?” 
“Oh, yeah,” I said with emphasis. 
“How did you start seeing her?” 
“I just rode my bicycle over past her house a few times until I saw her and we and started talking. I told her what happened. I knew she kind of liked me, I just didn’t know what to expect. We went on a couple of bike rides, and then I asked her out. We went out few times, enjoyed ourselves. Nothing too crazy. A movie, a dance, a party, normal stuff.” 
“How’s the sex?” she questioned. 
There it was. “Okay,” I said. 
“Just okay?” Sandy asked. 
“Well, it’s fine but it’s pretty straightforward. I get the feeling I’m just filling a physical need for her. She comes over, gets her rocks off and leaves.” 
“Does she turn you on?” 
“She’s got a great body. That turns me on. But in the sack…” I paused. 
“What’s wrong?” 
“I can’t believe I’m telling you this stuff.” 
“Oh, give me a break. Talk. But in the sack…” 
I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders. “Ordinary,” I said. 
I excused myself to go to the bathroom and when I returned our dinners were being served. After everything was in place Sandy started right in. 
“Okay, enough of Geri. Tell me about the other girl. Tell me how you met her and how you got in her pants.” 
Chuckling, I replied, “Denise. She had her eyes on my pants. I’ve known her for a few months. We worked together, and there was chemistry between us from the start but we ignored it because we were both married. When we found out we were both separated and getting a divorce it didn’t take long. She’s thirty-six and has a twelve year old daughter who splits time between her place and the father’s, so I only get together with her on Thursday nights and every other weekend. This weekend the girl is with Dad.” 
“I guess I chose the right week to call,” she said with that eye flick again. “What does she look like?” 
“She’s attractive. Five-five, short brown hair, green eyes, slim body, nice tits.” I leaned over, looked at Sandy and said softly, “and she loves sex.” 
“Ooh, do tell.” 
“Well, she’s not shy I’ll tell you that. She came over to my house one day last week to pick up some papers for work. Denise told her daughter to wait in the car and she came inside, we kissed a little and she said, “I don’t have much time, my girl’s in the car,” and then started pulling down my pants. We did it standing up leaning against the back of the sofa in my living room. Then she straightened herself up, picked up the papers, kissed me goodbye and left. She was gone in less than fifteen minutes. 
“How does she like it?” 
I paused and thought about it. “Well, she’s liked everything so far. She likes to talk dirty. She really likes oral.” 
Sandy was getting into this conversation I could see. She said in a low voice, “She likes oral. Giving or receiving?” 
“Well, she likes both. But usually if I go down on her first anything can happen. She comes two or three times and then turns into an animal.” 
Sandy looked away briefly and seemed to shiver. She sipped some water, and then grabbed her purse. “Excuse me a minute. I need to go the ladies room.” 
As she ran off I wondered if I’d gone over the line, said something wrong. I knew I had gotten a bit deive telling her about Denise but I didn’t think I had offended her; in fact she seemed to have enjoyed it. I ate the last few bites of my dinner and then she returned and slid into her seat. 
“Are you finished?” Sandy asked. 
“Yes, are you?” It didn’t seem like she’d eaten that much. 
She took two more quick bites and said, “Now I am. Let’s go.” She looked at the chit and laid down the cash to cover it and a healthy tip. Then we stood up and she started for the door. I once again admired her appearance from the rear. 
We walked outside of the restaurant and waited to cross the highway. I started to feel the inept uneasiness that comes right before a moment of truth. I felt things had been going along pretty well with my soon-to-be ex-mother-in-law, but then it all fell flat. Sandy and I had never really discussed whether I would sleep here or drive home. I had my overnight bag in the car, but I didn’t know what to do and I only had a one-block walk to figure it out. 
It was later now so the traffic was lighter and we walked across the highway. We didn’t say much for a moment or two, but once we were on the other side of the road and walking back to the condo I started talking. I thanked her for dinner, and I told her how great it was to see her again and I kept babbling. All too soon we arrived at my car at the base of the condo. 
Sandy was to my right and grabbed my right arm with her left hand and turned me toward her. She said, “Rob, will you do me a favor.” 
“Of course I will. What?” 
“Kiss me.” 
I looked in her eyes for a second or two without saying anything and she said it again with emphasis. 
“Kiss me.” 
I stared in her big brown eyes. She still had a grip on my arm as I moved my face toward hers. Her right arm went to the back of my head and pulled me to her. She sucked on my tongue and then plunged her tongue into my mouth. It was a long, passionate, aggressive kiss. We parted briefly and our eyes met. 
“Let’s be bad,” she whispered. 
She rose up and pulled my head toward her. She kissed me gently this time, her lips met mine and her tongue explored my mouth slowly and I followed her lead. My left arm held her shoulders and my right hand fondled her ass. Our kiss was soft, our mouths meshed. I couldn’t tell where my mouth ended and where hers began. She held me tight and we kissed for what seemed like a long time. She leaned into me and felt my cock between us, hard against her. 
Finally she backed off and said, “Come upstairs.” 
Always the punster, I said “I’m surprised I haven’t come already.” 
She smiled at that, gave me a peck on the lips and said “It won’t be long.” She smiled up at me, took my arm and led me up the stairs. 
Once inside her condominium and the door closed behind us we immediately embraced and kissed again. Our tongues explored, our mouths accepted, our fingers groped, our groins grinded. “Tell me what you want,” I gasped. 
“I want you in my bed,” she said. 
We went to her bedroom, a short walk down the hall and fell onto the queen bed. We kissed some more and I caressed her left breast with my right hand and her right hand dropped to touch my hard cock. 
As she massaged my cock she looked at me and said to me, “Rob, I have to tell you something. At the restaurant, when you were telling me about your sex with Denise, you were getting me hot. I had a huge orgasm. Enormous! I creamed myself right there at the table and that’s when I went to the restroom. I had to clean myself up.” 
“No kidding?” 
“No shit. I envied that chick. And now I want you to give me everything you ever gave her.” 
I kissed her gently on the lips, and then said, “Okay, but we’ll have to get your clothes off first.” 
She whipped off her sweater in one move and then unsnapped her bra. She started for the snap on her pants but I stopped her. I said “Wait, let me undo your pants when I’m ready, okay?” 
She nodded and lay back on the bed. I kissed her lips first, then her forehead, then her eyelids, then her ears, her earlobes, her neck, her shoulders. She moaned as my mouth lowered to lick her breasts and I took her nipples into my mouth for the first time, lingering until I felt them enlarge and stiffen in my mouth. I kissed her belly and tongued her navel and ran my tongue across her waist along the top of her pants. She let out a whimper and wiggled her torso when my hand drifted between her legs. I rose up so our faces would meet and I kissed her. “You look sexy as hell in these pants tonight,” I said, my hand between her legs and palming her rump. “But it’s time for me to peel them off of you.” 
She just nodded. I got busy unsnapping and unzipping. I yanked off her pants and socks and tossed them aside. I gazed at her pussy hair, dark and neatly trimmed. But that could wait. I rose up, gave Sandy another kiss and lowered my face to her left leg. I licked and kissed and sucked her left leg all the way down her thigh to her knee to her calf to her shin to her feet, and sucked each of her toes one at a time. Then I moved to her right foot, sucked all of her toes one at a time and licked and sucked my way up her leg the same way and finally reached her upper thigh. By this time she was a ball of jelly, moaning and quivering, and when I stuck my face in her crotch, rammed my tongue into her pussy and clamped my lips around her clit she just went to pieces. A wave of her juice splashed into my mouth and chin. She screamed, “Oh my God, Jesus Christ, Oh shit. Oh no, oh yes, oh fuck.” But I held on. I kept my lips wrapped around her clit, never moving off, keeping at it with my lips while my tongue roamed inside her. My head and her hips got into a steady rhythm as my face stayed plastered to her pussy. I squeezed her ass cheeks with both my hands in tempo, and she moaned with our thrusts. The speed of our movement slowly increased, her whimpers growing in volume with our pace. 
Sandy started yelling again. “Oh Jesus, I’m gonna come again. I’m gonna come big. Oh my God, oh shit. Oh fuck. Here I come, I can’t believe it, I’m gonna come again into your face, my fucking son-in-law’s face, oh shit. Eat me, Rob, suck me, I’m coming, here I come, uh oh, fuck….” 
She exploded. I felt another rush of her fluid into my face. I stayed down there for a short time longer, accepted a few last squirts and then moved up beside her. My face and mouth were covered with her cum, but I kissed her. Our mouths opened, we kissed long and soft and she tasted her own juice. 
I stood up and started to undress in front of her. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt, got it off and tossed it on a chair. I started unzipping my jeans and my dick popped out, fully erect. I’d been hard for quite a while and was more than ready. 
Sandy saw my cock and her eyes got bigger. I moved onto the bed on top of her and looked her in the eye, and said, “I always thought you were hot but I never thought I’d ever fuck you.” 
“You better fuck me!” she said. She grabbed my cock and guided it into her. She was dripping wet and I slid right in. She let out a loud moan and we started in a slow rhythm but it soon increased. “That’s it, honey. Fuck me, drill me deep, keep fucking me, I want your cock inside me. God that feels good.” I pounded my hard meat into her over and over, again squeezing her ass. We continued in harmony until it was soon my turn to explode, and I let loose with a load deep into her. I groaned loudly as I came, and right after that Sandy yelped and had another spasmodic orgasm. 
I collapsed beside Sandy, quaking. I put my left arm around her and she placed her head on my chest, her left hand on my stomach. We didn’t say much for a while, we were just basking in our own glow. After a few minutes she kissed my chest and nipples some and her hand drifted down to my balls. She massaged my balls gently and then started running the tip of her finger along the shaft of my dick, from the base to the tip and back again, three or four times. It didn’t take long and I was hard again. 
“I want you to relax,” Sandy said to me. “Just lay back. It’s my turn to pleasure you.” She leaned over to the nightstand and dipped her finger into a shallow jar. She rolled back over and eased into position with her head above my cock. She lowered her head. She kissed my cock, licked my balls and slid her tongue around the rim of my ass, something I’d never felt before. Her lubed finger entered my asshole about an inch with a gentle in-and-out motion, and I groaned as her finger crept a little farther in. I held her blonde curls up in my left hand so I could watch as she put her mouth around my cock. Half of my swollen meat disappeared into her mouth as she lowered her head, and with each movement she took a little more of me into her mouth as her finger eased back and forth in my ass. 
After a minute or two she stopped. She raised her mouth off of me, and with her finger still in my ass, said “How do you like it so far?” 
“Oh Christ, I’ve never felt anything like that in my life. What a fucking turn-on watching my dick slide in and out of your mouth.” 
“Well, it’s going to get even better. You just have to do one thing, okay? Tell me right before you are about to come. Will you do that?” 
I nodded and she went back to work. She resumed finger fucking my ass and licked my cock a few times before putting it back into her mouth. Then after several short strokes taking about half my cock in her mouth, in one quick powerful motion her head shot down over my cock while at the same time her finger shot all the way up into my ass. I let out a yelp like I never had before. Her lips were resting on my balls with the entire length of my cock in her mouth. As she sucked my cock her finger kept going to town, back and forth, deep into my ass. I moaned and groaned over and over with each motion she made. It was hard to believe what was actually happening: I’m 28 years old, in the bed of this foxy woman, 25 years older than me, my still mother-in-law. And she’s not only deep-throating me, making her the first woman who ever did that to me, but her finger is all the way in the back of my ass to boot, where no other woman had ever penetrated. 
Sandy let up. Her finger eased back to the rim of my asshole, and her mouth to the head of my cock. She paused briefly…then she did it again! With one violent push her mouth took in all of my cock and her finger shot like a bullet back into my ass. I bucked like a bronco but her finger didn’t stop and her mouth was a vise around my cock, buried to the balls. A couple more strokes then I was ready to blow. 
“I going to come,” I gasped. “I’m going to come…here I come…” 
Sandy backed off my cock but her finger never stopped fucking my ass. She placed her mouth right around the very tip of my penis. I could feel my sperm traveling up through my shaft like never before, the pressure of a fire hose. Then I gave out a yell that could have been heard out on the highway. Just as my cum made its way up through my dick Sandy sucked my pee hole with an untamed force I’d never felt before. My semen gushed upward as Sandy sucked it out of me like a straw. I shuddered and shook as she continued to suck like I was the last few drops of an ice cream soda, and throughout my seven or eight raging spasms her finger never stopped moving in my ass. 
Finally, once I’d shot my load and my quivers abated Sandy gently kissed my cock and balls, then worked her way north kissing my stomach, my nipples and finally when her lips reached my mouth, I put my hands behind her head and pulled her close. I clasped my mouth onto hers and kissed her, tongued her mouth and tasted my cum. It was a long kiss, hard at first, followed by five or six short tender ones. Only after our lips parted did I feel her finger slip out of my ass. 
Sandy’s head settled on my shoulder, and her left hand rested on my chest. We laid there for a minute in each other’s arms. She didn’t say anything. 
“Wow,” I began. “I don’t know what to say. Thank You.” 
“Did you like that?” she said. 
“Like it? I never felt anything like it in my life, it was fucking unbelievable! No woman ever took my whole cock into her mouth before, what a turn-on watching you do that. Jesus! And my ass…you’re the first one in there too. What is that, the Sandy Special?” 
Sandy smiled, shrugged and said. “Sure, you can call it that. I’m glad it was good for you…I enjoyed it too. I looked forward to it all week.” 
“You did? How do you mean?” 
“Well, I’ve been thinking about you since Tuesday night when we spoke on the phone. I wasn’t sure if you’d accept my invitation to go to dinner tonight. I was nervous about asking you and I was happy when you said yes. And even after you did accept I had no idea whether we’d end up in bed. I was hoping we would but I had no idea how things would go once you got here. But I wanted to be prepared in case it did happen… And if it did happen I wanted it to be the greatest night ever, a night we wouldn’t forget. So I practiced.” 
“Well you’ve succeeded, this is the most amazing…” I started and then I caught myself. “You practiced? What do you mean you practiced?” 
Sandy laughed and looked up into my face. “When we were on the phone and you told me you were seeing a couple of older women, it really turned me on. And the rest of that night I fantasized about tonight, I even masturbated in bed after Rick fell asleep. I decided that night on a practice plan.” Sandy giggled and added, “You sure you want to hear this?” 
“You can’t stop now,” I said. “No secrets now. Tell me about your practice plan.” 
She cleared her throat and said: “Okay. Cucumbers.” 
“Cucumbers?” 
She laughed again. “Yes, cucumbers. I figured I could entertain myself and prepare for you at the same time. I remembered several years ago, I don’t how we got on the subject, but Jill and I were talking about you and somehow we got around to penis size. And she mentioned that she had measured you one time and you were eight inches. Is that true?” 
I remembered the occasion. I nodded. 
“Well, the next day I went to the market. I stopped at the stationery supply shelf, took a 12-inch plastic ruler off the rack and put it in the baby seat of the shopping cart. Then I went over to the produce section and started measuring cucumbers. I picked out four nice hard eight-inchers and bagged them up. I’ve been working out with them ever since.” 
“Working out,” I said. 
“Yes. Working out with a vengeance, and I’d say it’s paid off wouldn’t you?” 
I chuckled and looked into those brown eyes. I kissed her on her forehead and agreed it had indeed paid off. “So, tell me about these workouts,” I said. 
“I practiced with them in my mouth and I practiced with them in my vagina. For four days. With my mouth I’d practice in front of a mirror so I could see how much I was taking in. That took some practice. I’ve had cucumbers in my mouth so much this week, I feel like a vegetarian. But downstairs was much easier…I just put it inside me and thought about tonight. Hell, I got off three times last night and twice this morning.” 
“Are you kidding me? You did it here?” I asked. 
“Right here,” she replied. 
She rolled over to her left and opened a drawer of the night stand. She turned back to me with a big smile on her face and held up an eight-inch long cucumber.” That’s about the right size, isn’t it?” she said. She held it up to my nose. “You want to smell it?” 
I took a few sniffs. I nodded and said softly, “Show me your workout. Mouth first.” 
I could tell she was getting into it. “You really want to see it? Okay. Wait.” She popped up off the bed and into the bathroom. She turned on the tap, took a drink of water and came back and sat on the bed facing me. “Sorry,” she said, “I had to get all your cum out of my mouth. Okay, here goes. I hope I can do it, the trick is to open your throat as wide as you can.” 
Sandy seemed to take a deep breath and she pushed half of the cucumber into her mouth. She paused, her hand landed gently on my thigh, and then she started pushing it further into her mouth. She moved it inward a little at a time and swallowed it up, all of it except for the very end her fingers gripped. She pulled it out then shoved it back in to the same depth. After a few seconds she pulled it back out. She did it a couple more times and it excited me to see that big thing vanish into her throat. 
“What do you think?” she asked. 
“I think you are a much disciplined woman,” I said. “Practicing like that.” 
“Oh, shut up, I’m a Registered Nurse. You want to see more?” 
“Well of course, but I’m getting hard. I might have to fuck you again.” 
“Promises, promises,” she said. She put the vegetable between her legs, shoved it inside her inside her and glided it in and out. She sunk it all the way in. She yanked it in and out, over and over, and she grunted with each push. I watched the cucumber slide in and out of her. I was turned on watching, massaging my member when Sandy looked at me and said, “Well, are you going to fuck me or not?” 
I reached down, pulled the cucumber out of her pussy, licked it off and put it beside her on the bed. I twisted up to a position above her and she grasped my cock quickly and shoved it into her. She wrapped her legs around the back of my ass and squeezed and we fucked again. 
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In the morning I awoke as Sandy came out of the bathroom and back to bed and kissed my lips. I had a full erection, pretty much an everyday occurrence in those days. She noticed immediately, reached for it and stated, “Well, somebody’s happy this morning.” 
I said, “He must thinking about that Sandy Special.” 
She smiled and said, “Oh, he wants the Special, does he...Well listen, I’ll give you my special, but you have to give me yours.” 
With that she swung around and adjusted herself into sixty-nine position. She immediately started kissing my cock and kneading my balls and her pussy was right in front of my face. I don’t know what she did in the bathroom but she smelled and tasted sweet. I spread her lips with my fingers and sheathed her clit with my lips and licked her. She had my cock in her mouth and started doing her thing, up and down, in and out, deeper and deeper into her throat. Her finger slid into my ass with no resistance, matching the movements of her mouth. That was my cue. I tickled her ass with my left middle finger, wet with her juice, and stuck it in about an inch and kept moving it gently back and forth. I worked it in deeper and deeper and she let out a full-throated moan that was muffled by the cock in her mouth and sent a chill into my groin. We sucked with increasing speed, and then I shoved my finger all the way into her anus. She let out with a squeal and a wave of her cum washed over my mouth and face. Her body buckled, she shook a couple of times. She pulled off and out of me and in a flash was up beside me, her face close to mine. She kissed me hard but short, and said two words: “Fuck me.” 
I mashed my mouth into hers, kissing her as I rolled her onto her back. Her hand was already latched onto my dick and she fed it into her drippy slit. 
Immediately I was back inside her, slipping in and out. I pumped myself into her hard, over and over. I wanted to stick my cock into this woman as far as I could as long as I could. 
I rammed it into her. I slung my body into hers. I grunted, she groaned, she bellowed, I moaned. I kept fucking her, kept banging, but I knew I was getting close to blowing my load. I wanted to prolong this moment, so I slowed down, and I eased back into a nice slow groove. 
Sandy looked up at me with a concerned look on her face. “What’s wrong?” she asked. 
“Nothing. Everything is perfect. I’m just pacing myself…I don’t want to come too soon and spoil it for you.” Our eyes were locked, our faces inches apart. 
“I want you in my ass,” she said quietly. 
“You do?” I asked. 
“Yes, I do. I want your cock in my ass.” 
“You want me to fuck you in the ass?” I said. 
“Yes, please fuck me in my ass,” she replied. 
“You sure? I never did that before.” 
“What, do you think I’m some kind of frequent flier?” she asked playfully, then lowered her voice and sighed, “I want to feel you in my ass.” 
She pushed me slightly and I backed out of her resting on my knees. She reached over to the table and grabbed the jar of lube. She slathered it all over my dick from the balls to the tip. Then she slipped her finger into herself a couple of times for good measure. She grabbed a pillow and placed it beneath her, then spread her legs high and wide, and said, “Give it to me.” 
I grabbed my penis and placed the tip up against her rim. I was excited and swollen big and hard. I started to push it in. 
Our eyes were locked. “Go easy on me, big boy,” she said. 
I paused. “Tell me what you want me to do.” 
“You know what to do.” 
“I don’t want to hurt you.” 
“You won’t hurt me. Let’s just take our time. I want to feel every inch of you.” 
I could feel her groin pushing toward me so I pushed back against the resistance and I plunged farther in. She let out a squeaky breath so I paused.” 
“It’s okay,” she said. “Keep going.” 
She again eased herself toward me so I pressed forward. I held my cock between my thumb and fingers to steer it as I pushed it in another inch. We began a gentle rocking, exerting a muted pressure and in unison we eased my cock deeper into her. The smooth friction was intoxicating, the walls of her anus crunched around the circumference of my shaft. We continued our tender swaying back and forth. 
“How does it feel?” I asked softly. 
“Big,” was all she said at first. Her eyes looked like glazed saucers staring back at me. “How about you?” 
“Good. Good and tight.” 
“How far in are you?” 
I glanced down and said, “maybe halfway.” I slowly sped up the pace of our rocking and Sandy went with the flow. We could both feel it being absorbed deeper inside her. She reached down with her right hand and began massaging her clit, and she uttered a guttural “ugh” with each push. 
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she said, speeding us up. She rubbed her clit to full size with quicker and quicker strokes. “I can’t…believe you’re…ugh…fucking my… ass! Keep it up…ugh…honey, keep…ugh…fucking my ass!” 
Then I propelled my cock into her with a concussive force and hit home. When my balls slapped into her ass she let out with a rebel yell, and I kept it up, ramming my cock in and out of her. 
“Holy Mother of God!” she loudly exclaimed as I kept slamming into her, her ass taking me in and squeezing my cock, our slide mellower with each sweet push. “I can’t believe you’re fucking my ass. Keep fucking me. Keep fucking my ass. Jesus, I feel like there’s a brick it my ass! I can’t believe your big…fat…hard…young cock is up my…skinny… tight ass.” We kept it up for a little while. 
We moved faster still, speeding toward climax. “I’m going to come,” I grunted. 
“Yes!” she said, “come in my ass. I want to feel your hot cum. Harder! Yes! Shoot that wad into my ass.” 
That did it. I let out a raucous yelp and ejaculated my load into her ass, each spurt sending a quake through my body. 
Sandy’s left hand gripped my arm, as she rubbed herself faster. “I can feel it. Your cum. Now I’m going to…stay in me.” We rocked with each of her grunts, and then I put my hands on the cheeks of her ass and squeezed hard. After three or four constrictions she shrieked like a catamount and her pussy poured forth with her gush. 
She came with a shudder and then we were still. “Stay in me for a second.” I did. Our eyes were glued. She cracked a hint of a smile. “Wow.” 
I stayed in her a little longer, I could feel my swell lessening. Then she said, “Okay. Pull it out slow.” As I did so I could feel her sphincter contracting and expanding, and got that little eye flicker from Sandy on the way out. 
We lay back, exhausted. “Phew!” she said. 
“You are incredible,” I said. 
“I can’t believe we just did that.” 
“I can’t believe it either. You were amazing.” 
We kissed easy and soft. We parted and I said, “I’m your backdoor man.” 
She kissed me again and replied, “I’m glad I left the door unlocked.” 
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We held each other in bed for a long time without saying too much. We decided we would shower, and then I’d take her out to brunch. 
One nice thing about that condo was that it had a really large shower so there was plenty of room for both of us. We both got under the spray and started soaping up. After a minute or two she told me to turn around and she would wash my back. 
She started with my shoulders and slowly moved down my arms and back. She worked my lower back and then was lathering my butt. She took her time massaging my cheeks and made sure to run a finger through my crack a few times. I was already getting hard when her arms slipped around me and she started massaging my cock and balls with both hands. 
“I think it’s time I washed this, don’t you?” 
I turned around and kissed her, pressing my new stiffness against her. We parted and she lathered her hands into a rich foam and resumed my dickwash. Her right hand cupped my scrotum and she kneaded my nuts like they were pair of Chinese exercise balls. Her left hand was around my cock sliding up and down on the surface of slick soap. She felt me swell in her hand. 
Sandy looked up into my eyes and asked, “Would you like to wash me?” 
By this time I was rock solid and said, “I’d like to wash you with my cock.” 
Our eyes still fixed, she softly said, “That’s what I meant.” 
“Put me in,” I said. 
I adjusted my height and she slipped me into her. I put my hands on her ass and lifted her, and with a little hop she locked her legs around me and wrapped her arms around my neck. I leaned her back against the wet wall and pushed. 
I held her, slipping and sliding in and out, and Sandy grunted with each exertion, wanting it all. I slipped a sudsy finger in her ass, which she welcomed. 
“Yes!” she hissed. “You’re cleaning my pussy with your cock and finger-fucking my ass! You know how to clean me. You know how to fuck me.” 
Whenever she talked like that I got more excited, and she knew it, so I picked it up a notch. I fucked her harder and she fucked back. I launched my dick into her while her arms, legs and pussy all pinched and squeezed in unison with each soapy swing. I kept sticking her. I wanted to drive her through the wall. 
Sandy was making more and more noise so I knew she was about to erupt. “Fuck,” she squealed. “Oh God, I never fucked so much. Give it to me. Keep fucking me.” 
I adjusted my hand and slipped a second finger into her asshole and Sandy yelped. “Yes!” she cried. “Clean my ass while you’re fucking me!” 
I pushed my fingers deep into her ass each time I slammed my dick into her pussy. I wanted to touch myself. 
Her yelps got louder and she let out her by-now-familiar scream that I muffled with my mouth. I kept pushing, knowing I was close to release. 
“I was half breathless and panted, “I cleaned you out, now I’m gonna fill you up.” 
“Yes. Ugh… Fill my fresh, clean twat with some fresh cum.” 
God did I. With a final giant thwack of her skin against the wet wall, I detonated my payload. I quivered and shivered over and over inside her arms, between her legs, and in the spell of her pleasure. 
Once I settled, with Sandy still pinned to the wall, I kissed her. “You can put me down now,” she said. We laughed and we unlatched. 
We kissed again and I couldn’t resist holding her tit. She slapped my hand away. “Stop that or we’ll never finish this shower. And take that ornery penis of yours out of here before it gets itself into more trouble.” 
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I took Sandy to brunch and it was a very relaxed and pleasant time. We had a nice table overlooking the ocean. Like two playful lovers on a holiday, we joked about how odd it felt to have clothes on, how sore we both were, and at one point Sandy even poked her foot between my legs and asked, ‘How is the sausage?’ But over the course of the meal I think we both could feel the vibe changing because we both knew the end was near. 
I drove her back to her condo and pulled into the lot. There were only a few cars in the lot, but I parked the car a few spaces away for a little privacy for our goodbyes, and I put the gearshift in park. 
We both turned toward each other. 
“Rob, thank you so much for a wonderful night,” she said. 
“No, thank you. It was incredible. You were incredible.” 
We kissed a long, soft kiss, and I fondled her right breast in my left hand. Our tongues said goodbye with a slow, silky dance, my penis starting to get turgid. We parted and Sandy looked into my eyes. 
“No one can ever find out about this,” she said. 
I replied, “No one would ever believe it.” 
With that said we kissed some more, my hand on her breast, and after a few seconds she let her right hand settle on my crotch. 
“Good Lord, Rob, is that thing hard again?” she said with mock surprise. “Well, what the hell, let’s get one last look at the little monster.” She unsnapped me, unzipped me and yanked open my fly as far as it would go. She threaded it through the slit in my boxers and began lightly rubbing it. Then she got a pensive look on her face and she started to talk. 
“You know, when you came down here last night I had no idea how it was going to turn out. And even in the restaurant after I came in my pants and we were walking back I still had no idea if I would get you upstairs. But I decided then that if I did, I was going to be the best piece of ass you ever had in your life.” 
I started to say something but she hushed me. Her hand still embraced my erection with a sweet rocking caress, and she continued. 
“This place will never be quite the same, that bedroom has a whole new meaning. When I’m in that bed the memory I am going to have is of your head between my thighs and your tongue inside me. And I’ll think of the time when you stood up and dropped your pants and I saw your little monster spring out, I believe my eyes were probably bulging out of my head because I wanted it and now I knew I was going to get it. I will remember you on top of me, kissing me, fucking me; it was almost like a dream. And then we were having fun with the cucumber, and laughing, and I knew….I knew what I was going to do next, and was surprised at how much I wanted to do it. I’ll remember the feeling of your cock in my mouth, all of it. I still can’t believe I did that, but I did. I’ll remember the Sandy Special, and from now on the number 69 will remind me of you. 
“And when I’m in that bed with Rick, I’ll never forget it, but he’ll never know that in that same bed you assfucked his wife. And Jill will probably use that shower hundreds of times and never have a clue that you and I stood in there together and I washed you and I held your soapy cock and balls in my hands. She’ll never know how much I wanted you, she’ll never know how many ways I had you, she’ll never know her ex-husband fucked her mother and pounded her up against the wall. 
“But you know what? I don’t regret any of it,” she said, looking at me with glassy eyes. “It was fun being your slut for night.” 
She looked down at her hand around my cock and increased the speed of her strokes. In our silence she stroked me, hard with revelation, and soon I let go with a groan, and my jizz flew in spurts onto my pants and shirt. 
After a moment or two Sandy dipped a dab of semen off of the head of my cock with her forefinger and put it in her mouth. 
“Well, thanks again for one hell of a night. But I really need to go now,” she said. Then she leaned in, gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and with her little wink said, “I have to go change my panties.” 
Then she was out of the car and she walked over to the building, up the stairs, and disappeared onto the second floor without looking back. And I was left with my dick hanging out and a mess to clean up. 
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Two days later when I arrived home from work there was a brown paper sack on my front porch with my name written on it. I unlocked the door and went into the kitchen. I put my briefcase on the floor and the bag on the table. Inside the bag was a gift-wrapped package and hand-written note. I read the note first: 
R.- 
I stopped by on the way home from the beach but missed you. I was going to give you the Special but I guess it was not to be. Maybe next time. Thanks again for an unforgettable night. I’m leaving you a small gift as a memento…Take care. 
- S. 
p.s. If Denise gets a visit from the backdoor man, I hope she lets 
him in. I know I’m glad I did. 
I put down the note and picked up the package, tore off the paper and opened the box. I removed the tissue paper and at the bottom found two items: a pair of her panties and the cucumber. I lifted the panties to my nostrils and breathed in the aroma of her sweet funk. 
I never saw Sandy, or ever spoke to her again. I’m sure she felt, rightly so, that it would have been far too risky and that we could never top that first night anyway. 
She was left with just a memory, but she left me with more than that. The cucumber died a slow, natural death, but I kept those panties for a long time.

My name is Rob, and as I write this I am 53 years old. In 1983 I was twenty-six years old with blond hair, blue eyes, and as a distant runne...

Leo 0 November 15, 2018

Once my husband had an invitation to attend an important congregation of commercial photographers. He wanted me to look at my absolute best on that evening which was a week away. Now, I look tempting for a 28 yr old. I am 5 ft 7”, 36c 30 38 and fair. He wanted me to dress up for the occasion. So, I reached my friend anisha for suggestions. She mentioned about the salim tailors. She said that the place was *popular* among women and strongly advised me to try it. She finished the statement with a ‘wink’ in her eyes which confounded me a bit, but I didn’t take it serious by then. 
I decided to try this place. On a hot and sultry June afternoon I managed to find the tailor shop, after shopping my saree and the matching blouse piece. I was sweating by the time I reached the tailor shop, so the cool air from the air conditioning was a great relief when I entered. I was greeted by a 14 to 15 year old boy. “hello taneesha madam …please sit down, uncle is busy inside – he’ll be back in a minute “. I smiled at him and sat in the comfortable leather chair and relaxed and was skimming through one of the many magazines for women, particularly the one’s concerning women fashion. I was thinking to myself, ‘ very thoughtful of the owner of the…’– my thought-train was disturbed by a “good afternoon taneesha madam.” I looked up to see a nicely dressed gentleman with a pleasant smile. I nodded and got up. He said “I am salim. What can we do for you?” I told him “I need to stitch a blouse – in some modern style. I need to wear it for a special occasion”. He looked at me appraisingly from head to toe and remarked, “we can transform you from an angel that you are right now, to a goddess!”. I laughed at the comment. He said, ‘I haven’t seen you here before taneesha madam…”. I said ‘my friend anisha directed me here’. He said… ‘Oh Mrs. Anisha, she is one of our special customers. I am glad ‘. And ‘winked’ at me meaningfully. 
Okay, what style do you want the blouse to be?’ I looked at him blankly. He nodded assuring and walked to his desk, brought back 
A book with a variety of blouse models and told me to take my time.’ I will be around. Give me a shout when you have made your choice’ and walked away. I was flipping through the pages of the book, clearly overwhelmed by the number of varieties available. He sited my problem after a while, came back to me and said ‘may be I could help’. I really needed some help. So I nodded. He took the book from me, shuffled some pages and stopped at one and showed me a back open model tied with laces. ‘This is the best model around in town as of today if you are willing to wear this type, it’ll accentuate your beauty’. He suddenly stopped. ‘I suppose you are married taneesha madam…, he trailed off his sentence coated with concern. Still mesmerized by the model, I was replying absently ‘it’s the idea of my brother husband that I need to look my best on one of his special occasions’. That was enough encouragement for him and he said, ‘ leave the worrying to us and as I said, we will transform you’. He took the bag with new blouse from me with all the right without asking me and started inspecting the blouse piece and started at my boobs for a few seconds and remarked – ‘this one would be wonderful on you taneesha madam.. Please come in. We shall take the measurements’. 
I stood up and noticed that he was taking a peek my navel through the pallu during that fraction of a second. Despite being shy and all that I normally wear my saree low-hip. So he must have had a good ‘preview’ and he was possibly dreaming about what was about to come. He got up quickly and led me to his ‘back-office’. There was some mild classical music playing in the background and the atmosphere was nice. As I was entering I told him about my total inexperience about stitching blouses outside and me doing it by myself till now. ‘Oh very good. Relax taneesha madam. You are at the right place’ he said. He called his cousin, the little boy too for help and took the inch tape and came to me. I was surprised at first and asked him quite innocently;’ don’t you have women working in your place to take measurements??’ For which he laughed and said ‘oh no, we have two, but unfortunately they are off at the moment’ and he continued with the same sugar coated voice, ‘but don’t worry taneesha madam. This is absolutely normal these days. Men are taking measurements everywhere.’ I felt a bit stupid for asking that question and quickly nodded and tried a smile. 
Okay, so shall we start?’ With that he came close to me and put the tape around my neck and secured it & took my neck measurement and mumbled some numbers which Mahesh (his cousin) scribbled down in his pad. Then , he said ‘taneesha madam , now we shall lower your pallu a bit..’ and without waiting for my permission , gently took my pallu from my shoulder and dropped it down !! – still looking straight to my face. I was partly shocked and almost paralyzed for a few seconds. My first thoughts were, damn, why didn’t I pin-up the pallu the way I usually do? I recovered, and was trying to reach for my pallu and was about to bend down. He stopped me with his hands very gently on my shoulder and said – ‘relax taneesha madam … Please, how can we take measurements without lowering your pallu? ‘He was smiling at me with full confidence and I was defeated by his thorough professionalism. I was thinking, ‘after all, he is doing his job’ and agreed. (perhaps this was a mistake). I noticed Mahesh’s eyeballs were almost popping out looking at my boobs and exposed navel. I was thoroughly flushed and shifted a bit. Noticing my discomfort, salim sent Mahesh to bring some water… I relaxed a bit. 
Salim stood in front of me, ‘ taneesha madam please lift your hands over your head.’. I did so. He came close to me; put the tape around me to take the base measurement. He brought the tape in front, circled it close the base of my breasts and tightened it now securely. By then Mahesh was back with the water jug and took his pad to take down the measurement. Salim uttered – ’36’ and Mahesh wrote it down. Mahesh… Come I’ll show you this… While he was saying this his fingers were brushing against the underside of my breasts nonchalantly. I was beginning to get worried a bit and excited a little. Mahesh came close and was intensely looking at my breasts for a while instead of the tape and its position. Salim went on, ‘that’s the way to measure the base, but taneesha madam is wearing her blouse very loose for the back open model so we need to tighten the measurements a bit more..’ and with that he inserted one finger on each breast and lifted it up a bit gently and inserted the tape as deep as it can tightened it.. ‘See the difference? It is now 35.5?!’ Mahesh seemed to be at his learning best and was nodding furiously. Mahesh asked, “uncle. how did you find that it’s too loose?” salim said ´watch it now´, and with that he inserted his fingers under the material of the blouse. his cold fingers brushed my skin and made me shiver a bit. His fingers crept up to touch the base of my left boob to demonstrate how loose my blouse was!! I wished I hadn’t let him do that little demo. 
In spite of shamefully exposing my breasts to 2 strangers I was getting turned on a bit. My brown nipples underneath the blouse were betraying me already. I can feel them getting erected with salim’s fingers gently and subtly fondling the underside of my breast all in the pretext of shifting and re-positioning the tapes- very professionally indeed. Mahesh asked, ‘ uncle, could I please take the next measurement then?’ Salim nodded to him without even looking at me. He removed the tape out and handed it to Mahesh and said ‘ now go behind taneesha madam and marking the centre of her back align the tape to the centre of her blouse in the front side (he professionally avoided using the word breasts or any of its equivalent!!) To measure the cup-size’. With a triumphant look of a kid that earned a candy bar, Mahesh took the inch tape and inched closer to me. He circled it behind me while salim stepped aside and watched him carefully. Mahesh’s hands were still cold from holding the jug containing cold water. When his fingers rested on my back to place the tape I could feel the chillness reaching through my blouse to my spine. I shivered a bit. He meticulously brought the tape around me and rested it on the centre. He was happy with the progress he made so far and was shifting the tape slightly up & down right over my now erect nipples. I was watching him do that to me with hands lifted above. At one point he came close to my armpit to check the tape and smelt the mixed aroma of my sweat and perfume and sniffed a bit so openly making me feel uncomfortable. Now salim told him to tighten the tape saying that the positioning is correct. He tightened it to the point of obscenely pressing my boobs and lingered his fingers over the tape right on my pointed right nipple studying it closely. I felt like dying out of shame right there, since, if not anything – because of all this, my nipples were getting stiffer by the minute and both the men can clearly see this from the close range through my translucent blouse. All I could do was shut my eyes tight which I did. I feebly said… ‘Could you finish it up soon?’ Salim answered with his now trademark coolness..’ relax taneesha madam, we will do a pucca & perfect job for you..’ with that he took over from Mahesh and proceeded to take the actual measurements saying , ‘when it comes to reading the tape – I trust my own eyes and nothing else!’ – another display of professionalism to make me feel *better*… (instead he was succeeding in making me *wetter* down there!).of course he hadn’t failed to caress both my nipples – first gently and then with some pressure on. 
He took the tape off and told the measurement to Mahesh.’I have an idea taneesha madam, Mahesh bring that model piece back-less one from the store’. With that he sent Mahesh. He said, ‘taneesha madam, you have to try one of these models to verify the shape and size. After measuring your sizes, I just remembered that I have something of almost the same size.’ Mahesh just came back with the blouse.’ taneesha madam try this please… ‘He handed me a nice looking silky backless blouse with lots of strings. I felt that it was a fair thing to try that stuff to get a first hand feel about it before deciding to go for the model .’taneesha madam here is our try room’, he showed me to a small room. There were just mirrors and nothing else on all sides. When he saw me looking at the mirrors, with a smile, he said ‘for y (our) viewing pleasure’. And turned to leave, and absently mentioned to me – ‘oh taneesha madam, to get the correct picture please try it without your brassiere, and careful pls… The floor is wet still… Mahesh just cleaned it ‘. With that salim left. 
When I locked the room first thing, I took my pallu off the shoulder, but realized that I couldn’t drop it on the floor, so I bunched it up and tucked it in my hip and continued to unhook my blouse. I managed to remove my blouse off completely and only then realized that there isn’t any place in that room to hang it. I was first surprised then annoyed. I opened the door to peek my head out. I couldn’t find anyone. I was wondering what to do. After a few seconds Mahesh came by and looked amused to see my head popping out of the change room and came towards me. ‘Any problem taneesha madam?’ he asked. I told him about the lack of hangers and he replied that the carpenter had taken the hanger out with him for some repair that morning and smiled at me. ‘I can take the blouse and hang it in the cup-board next door if u want’ he offered. I thought about it a bit. ‘Don’t worry taneesha madam … It’s only next door’, he added with an outstretched hand. I sighed and handed him my blouse. He took and was standing still there. I looked at him questioningly. He said ‘your brassiere too …. Taneesha madam’. I thought for a bit now… I was very reluctant to give away my brassiere, at the same time there wasn’t a place I could keep it without spoiling it and making it wet & dirty. He told once again, ‘it is okay taneesha madam and gave a big smile ‘. I told him to wait and closed the door and unsnapped the hook at the back and took it off, opened the door covering myself with the pallu and peeked my head out to see him standing right at the door close to me. ‘Here … I gave him the bra and noticed that he was looking beyond me at the mirror while taking it from me. He was getting an eyeful of the side view of my naked boob from the side through the reflection from one of the mirrors behind me and was smiling (thinking of his fortune perhaps). I had shut the door quickly. 
I lowered my pallu, wrapped it one more time around and tucked it on my hip. I started trying this model blouse and just then noticed that I would definitely need a second pair of hands to secure all those knots at my back. I managed to wear both the shoulders of the blouse and was thinking about what to do to tie it from behind. About the same time, there was a knock on the door and salim asked from outside if everything was fine. I said I am having a problem and opened the door to peek my head out. ‘I don’t know how to tie these….and let the sentence trail. He nodded understandingly and pushed the door wider saying ‘ here… Let me help you. This is typical problem with backless ones’ and came in. He told me to turn around and presumably looked engrossed in his work while trying to tie the knots on my bare back… His hands were all over my bare back in his attempt to tie zig sag knots. He was trying to pull the last 2 strings together and since it was too tight making me vince in pain a bit. ‘Am sorry taneesha madam’. He said, ‘it is too tight. My mistake ‘ he was undoing the knots while speaking, ‘I shall bring the next size in a min.’, but for that I need the current size as they are almost the same ‘ and with that in one whisk he turned me around to face him and tugged the tight choli off my shoulder in one surprisingly quick motion and it came down to my braces in his powerful yank. He gently took the silk blouse off me leaving me standing in daze. He made no attempt to look at my naked breasts as I shrieked and covered them up, ad stood there dumb. He left the room before I said anything. I was confused by this and thought that he must be a true gentleman and these must have been a part of his day to day job. He came back in a few seconds with another blouse and knocked and entered. He smiled at me when he saw me standing with my hands covering my naked breasts and placed the choli and on my shoulder and went out. I was in an internal turmoil of emotions by now and my senses were shamefully in fire. I meekly called him after I wore it on my shoulders. I just noticed that this one was sleeveless. He came in with no formalities and with a busy smile and directly walked behind me and dutifully tied the knots. It fitted me perfectly and he told me to look at myself in the mirror on all sides. Not to mention, the knots were clinging to my flesh and there were small folds of flesh formed on either side of each knot. 4 of them in total in zig sag array. He stepped behind and admired his handy work. He told me to wear the pallu over me. Till then having forgotten all about it, a new rush of shame filled in me; I took the pallu and put it over the saree. He adjusted it a bit here and there. He said,’ you look very nice and sexy taneesha madam, you may have to expose some more in the hip region to look more appealing. ‘One second pls’ and he started lowering my saree frills just below navel a bit more than what it was already , ‘the frills should begin by at least an inch below navel… And you have a nice deep one to show off proudly and make of fleet of gentlemen raise their eye-brows and women burn with envy… ‘(Like I said this guy knows to talk. 
Now, he went back2 steps and looked at me for a while… “one thing is missing taneesha madam, rather in excess” (he smiled)…. “you need to shave your armpits really smooth”. I was a bit confused and lifted my hand and showed him… “isn’t this good enough?” he came closer and with a broad smile on his face ran his palm along my shaven arm pit. This made me giggle a bit and more horny. He nodded negative saying that it could compete with a 2 days unshaven stub of a guy. That remark made me flush. I found myself saying… “but I just shaved it this morning… “and trailed the sentence. He said “I shall show you the real equipment.” and opened the door and was back in a flash “here … Look at this taneesha madam. Ultra modern tri-top razor for women… And imported cream. As a matter of fact the whole set is imported and the ultra smoothness lasts for days. Want to try??” He looked at me too businesslike with the offer. I was amazes at the equipment kit and ashamed at the thought of shaving my armpit at the tailor’s. Sensing my unsteadiness salim kicked in… “please turn taneesha madam …” he urged, not giving me a chance to respond. Then quickly untied the knots. I asked “what are you doing?”… Confused. He looked puzzled … “preparing you taneesha madam” and smiled… “but where is the bathroom… I shall do it there…” “oh no, this is an expensive set of equipment, so please leave it to the master to handle it” while saying that he had managed to untie the knots completely and was pulling the blouse off me while I stood daze stuck. He took the blouse from me while I covered myself with pallu withy a feeling I had felt never before looked at him. He walked out of the room with the blouse saying that he will bring some water. While he came back with the water, predictably the blouse was missing and this time he didn’t bother knocking. I was hand inspecting my armpit and was caught off guard. He smiled at me and came closer and took my right hand gently and lifted it over me. His face was so close to my armpits and pallu covered boobs. Pls hold it there… He started applying some water and expertly made the region wet. Slowly and smoothly applied the cream on my underarm area. It was a soft and different feeling. Many a times his hands brushed on to the sides of my naked boobs. He started shaving my right armpit and since it was just shaved in the morning it didn’t take long. But every now and then his palm completely rested on my bade boobs and the base of his palm was pressing against my now 100% pointed right nipple. He was done with my right armpit and wiped it dry and told me to feel it. I was feeling it with my left hand at the same time he was coming around me to the other side and accidentally brushed against my back and I could not only feel how nice and smooth armpit was but also could feel how rock hard his erection was behind his baggie hidden trousers. I was in a way relieved to think that he is after all human too and suppressed a little smile. He told me to lift the other hand and did the same to it taking his time and using the opportunities to brush against my pallu covered naked breast. 
He was just about done with his shaving and was picking up his tools while he accidentally noticed my navel. He came close to it and bent down and was on his knees all of a sudden studying it close moving my pallu aside. I asked him “what is the matter? ” he said “I can see a brow of hair line going down from your navel . ” he started tracing it … ” see here ” I bent down to see what he meant and nodded. “we shall remove that as well to make this area soft and more appealing, please come with me”. I said… ” no please that won’t be needed…” he stared at me…” let’s make ivory skin of velvet texture taneesha madam”, “your my brother husband will be very proud of you. Please don’t say no… Come with me “and with that he took my hand and took me out of the room of mirrors topless, my pallu was only partly covering my boobs and the typically wide eyed Mahesh now had his eyes turned to globes almost as big as my melons staring at them, while I walked by him… I did my best to retain my modesty (if there is any left by now). He took me to an adjacent room where there was a cheap cot and told me to lie down. I was very reluctant and tried to back out as I didn’t like the setup. The door was open and Mahesh could clearly see from his chair what would happen here. I told him with half tone before sitting on the cot “the door…” salim said…”don’t worry taneesha madam no one will come” and pressed my shoulder to make me lie down. The table was looking more like examination table to my imagination. When I turn my head to my side, I could see salim’s hard on clear now close to my face. He made me lie down on my back and moved my pallu aside and bared my tummy completely. He was rubbing his palm in the exposed region below my navel to get the feel of the area. 
“okay we shall start taneesha madam. Oh this water is dirty already Mahesh! Bring some water …” with that his one hand rested on my saree frills while the other pressed my tummy with some pressure to create a gap… And whiff… He pulled my saree frills as a bunch completely off my hip and out of the petticoat. I shrieked aloud with shock and excitement. “what are you doing!!!!!?? Why did you take my saree off me?? Why do you call Mahesh?” in my confused state I didn’t know what to ask for… Since too much happened at the same time. The next instance I could see Mahesh with the water jug by my side staring at my shapely boobs by the side of pallu which had considerably moved off its position because of the force with which the saree was pulled off. 
“I was eaten alive with shame as 2 strangers were having a feast staring at my naked boobs in such a close proximity and I could do nothing much. I covered my boobs with the pallu quickly once again, at the same time salim’s smooth hands glibly untied my petticoat knot. For a fleeting moment I missed it until his other hand that was pressing my navel before… Stated pushing my petticoat down my hip… I shut my eyes tight and shouted “stoop please”… It was too late and salim had brought it down a bit too far and exposed my private for a brief moment. “sorry taneesha madam I didn’t realize that you were not wearing anything inside” … And he drew the petticoat just enough to cover the region. 
He started sprinkling water to the region below my navel and it was a bit cold… I shivered a bit and my eyes still shut tight with embarrassment. I could feel the presence of Mahesh so close to my breasts while salim was applying the cream now softly over the skin below my navel and the brush was reaching dangerously low close to my pussy. I was thoroughly shaken by the events so far and almost close to my climax with all that happened so far. My body was writhing with excitement as salim started to shave that area between my petticoat and navel. I close my eyes with my hands tightly with shame and excitement. Salim’s hand was resting on my navel for balance while he shaved with the other. He didn’t miss the opportunity to insert his finger as deep as it could get in my deep navel and gently tickled it by shaking back and forth. He was soon finished with his work there and wiped it with a clean cloth and ran his hand along there and murmured” “feels nice” and started drawing a line from my belly downwards till he reached my petticoat. “taneesha madam from your belly till here bush (he poked to make an emphasis and made me jerk) it is very clean… But I just noticed that you are sporting a bush below this point…”” we shall launch our lawn mover operation “… With that he gripped the loose petticoat around my waist and began pulling it down, together with my saree… “I had mustered all the resistance I had and said a meek …”no pls” (which even I didn’t hear properly) and heeding to his sudden force lifted my hip slightly to bid my petticoat farewell. He managed to pull my saree and petticoat completely off me in a matter of seconds. I felt my last stitch of clothing travel past my thigh reach the knees and off me. 
“Mahesh … Put taneesha madam’s saree and petticoat together with the rest of her dresses”, I slightly opened my eyes to see Mahesh grinning and taking my clothes away from the room and vanishing and salim intently studying my pubic area. “taneesha madam you have a very nice structure”. I had kept my thigh as close and as tight as possible and lying there very conscious that I am totally nude in a broad day light in front 2 strangers. My pussy was so dripping wet, I was ashamed to even think what would happen if it is touched now… Salim gently but with some force started spreading my thigh apart and made a “cluck” sound after looking my vagina. “taneesha madam we are going to make it 10 times nicer… relax”. With that he was in business and I lied with my hands covering my already tightly closed eyes. 
“suddenly I heard another pair of footsteps… Coming close to my face (must be Mahesh), salim sprinkled the water and started lathering the hair in that area extra lavishly taking time… I was thoroughly excited and was getting turned on more by the minute. He started shaving off the hair above and the sides of the lip region and was carefully shaving the region below. Half way through he spread the lips wider with his fingers. “hmm nice pink flesh taneesha madam”. With that he started stroking my clit just above the lips… First gently and then with force. He kneaded it with his fingers and pinched the clit. It was too much for me and I arched my hip on air and moaned aloud. I was at the verge of coming but felt that a pair of hands over my head reaching over me and grabbing my bare boobs. I gasped to find that the pair of small hands pinched my nipples. My nipples were pinched in tandem with the kneading of my clit by salim and let myself out with a loud cry. With my hip held high up and my nipples and clit being treated good salim’s other had using the opportunity to trace a line along my butt crevice while I was cumming. This made me go crazy and what seemed to be an eternity I continued cumming for about a full minute and half or two I suppose. Salim’s hand was very vet with my juices flowing across and he came by my side and took my hands off my eyes. I was lying still collapsed. Please turn around taneesha madam. I nodded and turned. Mahesh was grinning wide and standing by my side. He was sporting a hard on as well which was now casually brushing my cheeks over his half trousers. Salim resumed his position and spread my thighs wide again and continued to later my butt hole. “I am going to clean this region also taneesha madam and make it hair-less” and he started applying his razor with great care to take the hair off the region and at one point he called Mahesh for help. I was wondering what would be that… And I soon found out. Mahesh was opening my butt cheeks and spreading it wide while salim applied the lotion there in the hole. It was so humiliating, yet exciting. I felt my body responding for another session. Salim was slowly inserting his already wet finger now in to my butt cheeks while I jerked and shrieked an “loops”. His finger found the spot and was slowly moving in and Mahesh released my butt cheeks and came in front. He tried to insert his hands to reach for my boobs, but found it a bit difficult as I decided to throw a little challenge. He seemed to think a few seconds and dug his 10 fingers simultaneously on either side of my hip and started tickling me. At the same time salim inserted his other hand into my lips deep and started moving his fingers from both hands in and out of my butt and pussy. The tickling and fingering at the same time was too much and I yielded to Mahesh, he reached for my boobs and cupped them. He caressed the left one while pinching the right nipple gently, the whole set up was too much and salim pulled me up so I rested on my knees and my butt was in the air. After a few minutes of persistent fingering of my butt and pussy and fondling of my big melons I was building to another orgasm and was reaching pretty close to it. A few moments before the height if it salim abruptly removed his hands and taking the cue, So did Mahesh. 
I was confused and breathless. Salim smiled at me sitting on the table confused. He slowly started undressing. He nodded at Mahesh and he left the room locking the door. I was in such a state at that point; I could do anything to end that mounting climax. It was too depressing. When salim took off his trouser I could see a nice thick one behind his boxers. He pushed his boxer slowly off his hip and his stiff cock sprang out… I was mesmerized and was staring at it. He came closer to me and took my hand and let me hold it. I ran my fingers along the shaft and glided them down towards his balls. And cupped his balls and squeezed it gently. I ran my other hand to the tip of the shaft and started drawing circles very gently. Within seconds I could feel my hand wet with the pre-cum. He smiled and brought my head below. I bent down to kiss it while holding his stiff ass cheeks with my hands on wither side. He surprised me with a force and pushed my head towards his cock and made me take ‘his’ in my mouth. I ran my tongue along it. Still in the trance. I flicked my tongue in and around the tip of his shaft. It was thick and hard as rock. I was completely complying with my bodily needs; he was cupping my soft melons now and resting his hands on my nipples. He was fingering them gently and pressing my boobs while I was slowly sucking his cock in and out. After a few minutes of this he sensed his mounting feeling and stopped me. He removed his cock from my mouth, went to the corner of the room and came back slowly unwrapping a condom. It was strangely turning me on to see a fully grown man butt naked walking towards me with a stiff hard on. (I had never seen my brother husband that way) I was waiting with a peculiar never-had-before anticipation. 
He told me to bend down and rest on all fours on the floor. “let’s do something different taneesha madam”… With that he knelt behind me and grabbed my ass cheeks and inserted my pussy from behind in doggie style. That was another surprise to me. The mounted me with such expertise that I felt like I was doing in that position for ages… He started humping me gently holding my butt and I was supporting myself with my hands on the ground. After a few strokes he started doing it with force and came closer to my body from behind and held my hanging breasts from either side and started squeezing. I started moaning aloud…. Very loud now as I hadn’t experienced this type of feeling excitement ever before. With each hump from him I could feel ‘it’ building inside me… Steadily. 
I could hear myself shouting ‘aah’ aah aah aah aahaaah aah aaaah aah aaaah…. And him slapping my butt chaaaap…. Chaapppp… Now and then, This was so kinky yet an incredible turn on for me and I could feel the mounting orgasm by the minute. He squeezed my boobs with one hand and somehow managed to finger my butt hole at the same time while he was humping… After mounting and for what seemed forever I felt his body stiffen suddenly and he held me like a strong guerilla and humped with a high speed. I sensed him cumming and I was at the verge as well… While he stiffened and shot in me I let out a loud moan at the same time (this is entirely new to me) I was cumming at around the same time and I realized I was moaning and jerking for a long moment even after he was done before collapsing. I dropped on the floor dripping in sweat. 
Salim let me lay in the position for a little while and lifted me gently with smile on his face, he took me to the shower annexed and let me take a hot steaming shower. I had a long relaxed steam bath and when I was done I wiped myself dry with a towel there and opened the door. Salim was dressed by then and waiting for me with my clothes. He took the towel from me and produced a camera “for my memories taneesha madam…” I was in no mood to resist now and he quickly snapped one with even a little smile on my face. He let me dress up all the while watching me at the various stages of (un)dressing. 
He told me “we shall see us next time taneesha madam… Pls collect your blouse the day after tomorrow, let us do a trial … And I hope you would have a nice time at the party with your friends “… With the he waved me good bye… With a meaningful smile. I just left the place thinking about my friend anisha’s remark why this place could be ** popular ** among women!! Waiting for your reply Taneesha.

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