LOGINAngela gasped when his ass descended and the big head of his cock spread her pussy wide. "Ohhhhhhhh....ohhh yesss!" she suddenly moaned as his big cock sank deep inside her. It had been much too long since she had felt a cock inside her and never one this long and thick. Her whimpering groans and the stiffening of her body as he thrust into her left no doubt that his big cock was stretching her dripping well of lust far beyond anything she had experienced before.
His cock was so much bigger than Bob's, at first her body sent signals of pain flashing through her body, but as he slowly pumped his sword in and out of her velvety sheath the walls of her pussy relaxed to accept the big invader. As his cock moved in and out of her tight cavern, she no longer felt any discomfort. Instead she felt herself being transported to new sexual heights that were more intense and exhilarating than anything she had ever experienced. Soon the pain changed to a feeling of overriding pleasure that just got hotter and hotter each time Luke thrust inside her. In a few moments she was moaning and gasping with pleasure. Angela arched her back and her hips began to move upward to meet his cock as her body blazed with a burning passion that was rapidly driving her to the first orgasm she had experienced since before she met her husband. "Oh God I'm so full." She moaned with a satisfied sigh as he fucked her with a steady rhythm. Then seconds later it was "Oh, it hurts so good." He smiled. "You like my cock?" "Yesss..." came her simple but revealing reply. "Be careful or you'll be hooked," he told her while maintaining his steady, deep thrusting. "I already am," she responded in a barely audible whisper. Low grunts and moans emanated from deep inside her as she squirmed beneath him while his thick cock gave her pleasure greater than she had ever expected. He pulled her lips to his and pushed his tongue into her willing mouth. He kissed her hard while she eagerly sucked on his tongue and her passion flared like the sun. For Angela, the feeling was overwhelming! At long last, she had a cock inside her again. She couldn't believe how good it felt as she pumped her hips up to meet his descending thrusts. She moaned as she felt the tensing heat of her pleasure coiling with her. Suddenly it erupted inside her and she screamed as her first climax in years washed over her. "Oh, fuck, yes!" she cried out as the surging heat of her passion seized her in its heated talons. Luke began to thrust his big cock in and out of her spasming pussy with even greater force to enhance the power of her release. He loved to watch passion contort a woman's face when she came, and Angela was no exception. The way her eyes rolled back and the veins in her neck popped out as she steadily screamed and convulsed beneath him turned him on so much he had to focus to keep from cumming. Luke's steady strokes did not ease as he stroked in and out of her throbbing pussy. As Angela's orgasm began to ease, her legs lifted up in the air on each side of his waist as she opened herself completely to his conquering stabs. Her feet bounced and swayed in rhythm with his grunts as he pounded his cock into her. His ass started a rolling motion as he moved his cock in and out while at the same time her nails clawed his shoulders. Squeals of pleasure escaped her mouth as her body writhed beneath him. Angela felt as if her insides were melting as her entire existence centered on the decadent meshing of their bodies. "Oh yes, oh yes...oh please fuck me," she begged as her heels dug into his ass and she tried to pull him deeper. Angela's normal verbal interactions during her infrequent lovemaking with her husband were soft moans and expressions of love. She had never been naughty or provocative, but now, stuffed with a fat cock, she was a hot slut, a quivering mass of sexual flesh taken to a base level. In fact, she didn't in any way resemble the quiet, conservative woman she had always been. "Oh, yes, don't stop," Angela begged. Suddenly her legs stiffened and her hands clawed at his shoulders. "OHHH YES! OH MY GOD YES! FUCK ME! DON'T STOP! FUCK ME GOOD!" she wailed, as her body was consumed by another powerful orgasm. Her legs kicked in the air and her pelvis slammed against Luke's, her body meeting his with a resounding wet slap as she rose to welcome each thrust. Angela almost threw him off her when her body convulsed and she exploded into climax again. "OHHH, OHHH YESSS!" She screamed until he leaned forward and covered her mouth with his, taking the sounds of her pleasure into his mouth as she writhed with ecstasy. Luke was afraid he was going to cum, so he froze in place with his cock buried inside her as she shuddered with pleasure. Angela's pussy was flowing like a river, her juices running down the crack of her ass to soak the cushions of the couch. She had never squirted before and didn't realize what had happened. All she knew was that the pleasure she was feeling far surpassed anything she had ever imagined. As her shuddering gasps slowly calmed, Luke began to move his cock inside her again. Angela moaned, "Oh my God yes." as his strokes reignited the fires within her. She locked her heels behind his ass and began to undulate her body, thrusting her pussy up to meet his cock as she begged, "Harder, fuck me harder." Luke responded to her plea and started moving faster as she moaned and shook with rising pleasure. The squeaking of the couch and the wet sounds of her pussy filled the room as their bodies moved together in primal passion. Suddenly, Angela let out a sharp squeal of joy and her legs wrapped around his waist. Her body writhed with pleasure as she fucked him as hard as he was fucking her. He suddenly pulled his huge dick out of her and turned her over onto her knees. This was Angela's favorite position and she eagerly scrambled to position herself to receive his cock again. She gasped and pushed back to meet him when his giant cock plunged into her doggie style. Even though she was up on her knees and elbows, Angela's big breasts were dragging back and forth against the cushions of the sofa as they swayed in response to Luke's pounding thrusts. She moaned as the rough fabric rubbed against her stiff nipples with a tantalizing friction that was driving her wild. She tilted her ass up and rocked back to meet him. Her moans of pleasure were punctuated by cries of ecstasy as he slammed his cock its full length inside her with each thrust of his hips. She reached down and put two fingers on her clit. As Angela fingered her throbbing knob, she let her fingers slide back until she felt his steely shaft moving in and out of her pussy. As he thrust forward, his wet balls bumped into her fingers, a constant swaying slap that felt so erotic it was driving her even higher up her mountain of ecstasy. Angela went to work jiggling her clit between her fingertips and soon felt herself tittering on the brink of yet another orgasm. "Oh Baby, I'm going to cum again," she announced when she felt the heat of her renewed arousal rising within her. Angela couldn't believe it. Orgasms with her first husband were rare and they never happened with Bob. Even with her first husband she had never had more than one. She had lost count of how many she had enjoyed with Luke and didn't care. Her body started to move as she worked to match the rhythm of his strokes. He groaned when she started working her hips faster as she thrust back to meet his cock. "Fuck yeah baby. You need it bad," he gasped. "Umm...yes...oh yessss," she whimpered in reply. He flipped her back over and immediately plunged back inside her. Luke pulled her legs up so that they were wrapped high around his waist and her back was arched. This made his cock sink even deeper and brought squeals and groans of pleasure from Angela. His head was next to hers and he was nibbling her ear. She tilted her head and offered him her neck, moaning as his mouth pulled on her skin. She would have a big hickey for everyone to see tomorrow, but right now she didn't care. She felt his cock swelling inside her and knew he was going to cum soon. "Oh it's so good, so good." She whimpered as his thrusting cock drove the fires of her passion to new heights. She started trembling when he asked, "Do you want me to cum inside you?" "Yes, yes...I want it," she cried out, and a few seconds later she continued, "Yes, give it to me. I want to feel it inside me." Her words seemed to excite them both because he began slamming into her with a ferocious intensity that quickly pushed her toward the edge and then she was there. "OHHH...OHHH YESSS! Fuck me...it's so good...so good..." she called out loudly as her body began to spasm and thrash as ecstasy flooded her. For several, long moments a litany of grunts, whines and moans came from her as her orgasm lingered, helped no doubt by the fact that he continued to pummel her pussy with slamming thrusts of his big cock. Finally, his back stiffened and just as she was calming down his release arrived. With a final strong push that drew a loud moan from Angela, his body became rigid with his back arched and he held that position for long, lingering moments while his cock pulsed inside her. Finally with a satisfied sigh, he collapsed onto her limp body. As they floated in the afterglow of shared passion, her hand began to stroke the back of his head in an intimate gesture while her other hand caressed his ass while she welcomed the final drops of his cream inside her. They snuggled together on the couch as their breath and the thudding of their hearts returned to normal. Her voice was soft as she whispered, "Luke, what we did is so wrong, but I don't want you to feel bad about it. I made this happen, it wasn't your fault. I can only hope and pray that you won't think I've ever done this with anyone before. I have never had sex with anyone but my two husbands in my life, and I can tell you this much, no one has EVER made me come like you just did." With a tender kiss, Angela rose from the couch and started to get dressed. Luke watched her. He had never thought that a woman twice his age would be able to fuck like she did. Angela had just made all of the younger women he had fucked seem insignificant. When she was dressed, she looked at him for a moment and then leaned down to kiss his again. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down beside him. He kissed her eyes and then each cheek before his lips found hers again. When the soft, gentle kiss had ended, he asked, "When do I get to see you again?" She whispered, "I don't know if we should." She stood and walked across the room. She paused at the door and looked back at Luke. Her eyes drifted down to his cock. Even limp it was bigger than her husband's and now she knew how well he could use it. "Soon. I'll be back soon." Without another word she turned and walked out the door. The next morning there was a quarter size hickey at the base of Angela's neck and several more on her breasts. Her pussy was still red and swollen, but she was surprised by how happy and contented she felt. She knew she should feel ashamed of what she had done, but instead for the first time in her life she felt like a real woman. As she used makeup to cover the hickey on her neck she knew she shouldn't see Luke again, but her memories of the night before and the pleasing soreness between her legs told her that she would see him again....and very soon.A mouth on the back of her neck, arms circled her waist, a body hot against her back, a seeking head nuzzling her ass, then pressing inside inch by stretching inch. Xan watched her face contort in the straining pleasure of housing them both in her narrow body. He pressed her gently backward. She laid out on the bed of an alien body with Xan locked between her thighs. They spun in their tangle of limbs, dancing against each other. She held another around his hips and kissed his cock open-mouthed as he curled around her. All together now. He was sweet as forbidden fruit and scented like moss and woodsmoke. How strange that creatures from so far away would be so perfectly suited to earthling tastes.The tangle of their tentacles kept her lost to direction, north and south, up or down. She was deep in scratching the itch that had been driving her out of her head for the last two years. But she didn’t change her stripes just because of it.She ground against them, sucked shamelessly into a
Denial would be a lie. She’d been on edge and growing sharper every day he didn’t come back. None of the men she’d bedded provided the depth of satiation he had. He licked his lips, his eyes flashing opalescent colors. Oh yes, he was as close as she was.“You want to feel it again.”His men were flickering blue-green with a tell as obvious as human erections. If he felt it when she wanted him, he could feel it now. He’d made a mistake keeping her so hungry for so long.He nodded slowly, lenses over his eyes closing and opening like eyelids. His gaze dipped to her nipples, tenting the fabric of her tank top. “Yes.” He cupped the swell of her breast, grazed the nub of her right nipple with the glowing pad of his finger.You’re just like a human firefly.I’m not either of those.His touch was electric. She hummed an involuntary note.He slid his hand down her belly, over the zipper of her fly. His fingertips vibrated like a purr just slightly, just enough.She managed, “If you don’t take
The grave was cold and the chairs in hell were incredibly uncomfortable. She’d been rope tied. Not the grave, but it might as well have been. For the first time in her short but storied career as a monster hunter, she’d been caught. Her catlike ferocity rose in frustration, but the hunter in her was already calculating. She was bound to the chair at the wrists, ankles, and waist. She was cold without her leather jacket, colder with her weapons gone. Nothing left but a killer body. They’d even taken her boots.She squinted to see the room beyond the spotlight overhead. She was in an office. A small window showed the city skyline drifting past. She was on a boat. No, a cargo freighter. She blinked and made out a man in dark clothes sitting on the edge of a desk. He was rooting through her artillery, fumbling with her Blueballer. Just slightly more invasive than your average gynecology visit.A surge of proprietary indignance caught her off guard and she shouted, “Hey asshole! Those are
It was some time later when Kamalina and Maggie emerged from the bedroom and headed back toward the cabana. The curtains were drawn and when Kamalina poked her head between them, she was not altogether surprised to find Simon stretched out on the bed, Mike laying next to him, running his fingers through her husband’s sandy hair.“Hey,” Kamalina called softly. “You found us.”Simon turned at her voice and smiled. He had set his glasses aside, and wearing only his swim trunks he looked more relaxed than she had seen him in weeks. “I got a bit lost,” he admitted, “but Javier gave me a ride.”“Who’s Javier?” Kamalina asked.Mike stood up, pulling Simon with him. “Time for some proper introductions,” he said. He led them both out to the pool where Maggie and Kwami were dangling their legs in the water and chatting with a bronze- skinned man, soft spoken and smaller in stature than Kwami, with black hair he wore tied back in a bun and intelligent eyes framed by long lashes. “Javier and Kwam
Maggie was already shedding her clothes when she replied, “It’s a very . . . friendly community.” She laughed at the expression on Kamalina’s face. “I told you it would be a fun week!”A man emerged from the villa next door, wearing a Speedo and sunglasses, and set to grilling seafood skewers on the barbecue. He raised a hand in greeting, black skin gleaming in the sun, intricate tattoos spanning his chest and the length of his sculpted arms. Kamalina tried not to stare but found she couldn’t look away.Maggie followed Kamalina’s gaze and chuckled. “That’s Kwami,” she said, waving back. “He’s a doll. And let me tell you, I don’t consider myself submissive by any stretch of the imagination, but my word, that boy knows how to wield a paddle!” On her knees behind Kamalina on the cabana’s big bed, Maggie added, “But maybe you’d like to find that out for yourself.” Kamalina turned to look at her neighbor and Maggie took the opportunity to seize the younger woman’s mouth in a long kiss. “Do
From the moment the plane touched down, Kamalina could feel something electric in the air. Maybe it was the tropical heat, or the smell of the sea, or the way Simon looked at her when she strolled out of the island airport in her strappy sundress and floppy hat, all soft, brown skin, pink straw, and yellow silk. Maybe it was all of those things together and something else too—anticipation.They said little in the car on the way to the resort. Kamalina reached across the cool leather seats and linked her fingers with Simon’s, and in response, he touched his lips to the back of her hand. The car circled a high stucco wall and drove through gates that opened into a long, palm tree– lined road. At the resort’s main entrance, they were greeted with fruity drinks and their luggage was whisked away while they wandered into the airy atrium to enjoy a stunning view of turquoise water lapping at white sand.Kamalina glanced sideways at Simon. His face was serious, his green- gray eyes contempla







