MasukDetermined to take this slowly and anxious to explore every inch of her body, I release her tits. Running my fingers down her sides and around her back, I slip my fingers into the waistband of her jeans, at the small of her back.
"Don't even think about it." She says, as my fingers touch her thong. "What?" I ask innocently. "Snapping my thong." She says, sliding her hand over the bulge in my pants. "If you were considering it, you might want to reconsider." She says, squeezing my hard cock through my pants. Pulling my hand from her jeans, I bring it around to the front and unfasten them. "Wait." She says, as I start to pull her jeans down. What now? I'm wondering if she's finally changed her mind, when she says, "I need to take my shoes off." I laugh at my own nervousness and playfully push her back on the bed. "I'll do it." I tell her, lifting her feet and removing her shoes and socks. "Now the jeans?" I ask"Okay, you can take it off, now." I tell her and she bends forward stripping her thong off in one quick motion. Her neatly trimmed dark bush let's me know she's not a natural blonde. My cock is rock hard even before I tell her to remove her blouse and her bra."How old are you, Allison?" I ask her, as she's standing there naked, her pert tits, with rose-colored areolas and puffy pink nipples, pointing right at me. I can't resist running my fingers over her nipples, as I wait for her answer."Twenty-four." She says matter-of-factly as I pinch her nipples and squeeze her tits. Wow! At 18, I've had a few girl friends, but none have looked like this. I'm wondering how far I should take this."Do you have a boyfriend, Allison?" I ask her, continuing to fondle her beautiful, firm tits."Yes." She answers. She's just standing there, staring straight ahead answering my questions as I explore her body with my hands."Do you have sex with your
"So do you think uncle Harry hid money or valuables around his house?" I ask my mom as we're driving down the interstate. "What makes you think that?" She asks, surprised at my question. "Well, he was pretty eccentric, you have to admit. He seemed like one of those guys who would stash things around the house and then forget where they are. We are going to search for hidden stuff, right?" My mom's brother died in a car accident a couple of months ago and my mom is executor of his estate. Uncle Harry never married and as his younger sister, mom is his only living relative. Uncle Harry was 40, two years older than my mom. They grew up together but had less contact once mom got married. My mom is one of those people who take family responsibility very seriously. Like every Christmas she doesn't just send presents, she drives down and gives Uncle Harry his present. Last December, Mom and my sister Susan drove down just before New Years. It's
"You're clean, nothing hiding anywhere." I say as she opens her eyes and looks right at the bulge in my pants."Are you sure, officer? You haven't done a full cavity search. You don't know what I could be hiding. "She says dreamily, standing before me with her hands still on her head. This woman is hot. I'm starting to suspect that shoplifting wasn't her motivation at all; it was getting caught.I stand up facing her about two inches away from her face. "Strip!" I bark at her. "I'm going to have to do a cavity search to ensure you don't have any contraband."She smiles at me and lifts her blouse over her head. Her pink lace bra can only contain about one third of her full voluptuous tits and I can't help but stare at them as she removes her bra. She reaches behind her and unhooks the clasp while she continues to smile at me and shrugs her bra off her shoulders. Her rose colored nipples, bouncing on the ends of her tits are set in two inch areolas surrounde
I work in retail security for a large department store. It's a great job, mostly catching shoplifters and an occasional dishonest employee. I love all the high tech security equipment. Our cameras are so sophisticated we can zoom in on the label in a shirt or the button on a blouse. It doesn't hurt that most of the shoplifters are women. You'd be amazed at what a woman will do to avoid being prosecuted for shoplifting. Some of the best sex of my life has been right there in the interview room adjacent to the surveillance equipment.One Tuesday morning I'm watching the bank of monitors and an attractive blonde catches my eye. I zoom in on her ass and my cock stirs. She's wearing a short, tight red skirt that stretches across her lovely curves as she walks down the aisle. Her long blonde hair is clipped into a ponytail that swishes back and forth as she walks. I set an adjacent monitor to a camera in front of her and zoom in on her tits. Her scoop neck top reveals a significa
"Do you want to borrow another t-shirt," he asked as he put his sweat pants back. "I'll walk you home so you can give it back," he offered."Why don't you just carry me home?" I teased, but he didn't take it that way. The next thing I knew I was being carried naked across the short sidewalk that divided our houses. It was morning and the sun was just peeking out over the horizon."You are crazy," I laughed as he set me down next to my sliding glass door. "I had a wonderful night," I added, wrapping my arm around his neck and kissing him hard on the lips, while my hand rested against his muscular chest."Me too," he sighed. "I think partly because it was so unexpected," he whispered. "If you want to do it again, I'll be waiting... and watching," he added with a smile. Oh my. I had forgotten about that. What was I going to do about his watching?"I might have to close my curtains," I teased."You might," he smiled as he turned and head
"Now, you're in control," he acknowledged as I sat up on his semi-erect cock. The cuffs around my wrists gave me an idea."Do you ever wear these?" I asked, unsnapping the fasteners."Sometimes," he answered, raising his eyebrows at me."Do you mind?" I asked as I slipped the recently removed cuff around his left wrist."Not at all," he said, moving his arm up so I could snap it to the bedpost tether. Hmm. This was going to be interesting. I secured his other wrist but decided against his ankles since I was going to be straddling him.With his arms stretched out, the contour of his chest was even more prominent and I couldn't resist bracing my hands against it as I abruptly got another idea."I want to suck you hard," I whispered as I leaned forward, lightly kissing his lips and disengaged myself from his impressive tool."No argument from me," he smiled as if amused at the abruptness of my changing ideas.







