Semua Bab PLEASE DON'T STOP (Steamiest short stories): Bab 51 - Bab 60

It all started out as a perfectly ordinary Saturday night-and ended up as a perfectly wonderful one, one which may have changed my lifestyle forever. Even tho I was 20, I often curd-sat for neighbors to earn enough money to continue my studies at the local college. Ours is an average, middle clanus neighborhood and the people are nice, though I have to admit that until that night I never thought of any of the people I worked for as sexy. I guess curiosity just got the best of me that evening and I ended up sampling a bit more than the Jameson’s than I’d expected. The Jameson’s that’s Dick and Kathy, a nice looking couple in their early thirties. I sit for their one year old, Jason. He’s a good curd, very quiet and well behaved, and that’s why I was so surprised that night when Dick came back that evening after being gone only a few hours. He said he just wanted to look in on Jason and see how he was, but I could sense that something was up. Dick finally admitted that he and his wife,

About 5 years ago, we visited the US Maidenhood Islands. Although we been to various islands in the Caribbean many times, this was our first visit here. My wife and I both were expecting more people to be sunbathing topless since there were many Europeans there. Then Melanie would feel free to also sunbathe topless. But, the beaches were full of families – apparently US families – so hardly any of the ladies were topless. Not wanting to be the “odd one out”, Melanie kept her top on as well.Since she really enjoys the freedom of going topless at the beach, so she was disappointed. I came up with a suggestion that I thought she would appreciate. I chartered a boat excursion, and made sure it was on a small boat so it would be very probable that we would either be alone, or with just a few other folks on board. The boat I hired was certainly not large enough for a “household”. That way, Melanie would feel free to go topless for the day while we were at sea. When I called to confirm the

Just after college, I met this incredible woman Carol where I worked, and we began dating, and after a few weeks, things were getting a bit more serious. I don’t think either of us intended to have anything major serious, but we really enjoyed each other’s company and were having lots of great sex. We were in our 20’s and not really thinking long term. I was living on one side of Cambridge, and she lived near downtown Boston with her kinswoman Leslie, who was rarely there.And Carol and I developed a small group of friends with whom we did things regularly together on weekends. One of these friends was Debbie, who was a very sexy and fun woman, single but ‘always looking’ for the right man. She never seemed to be without a manfriend, but for a while, she was having a dry spell with male company. Carol and I were spending lots of nights together, mostly at her place because her kinswoman wasn’t there. I think she did a lot of traveling with work and my place was small and on a less con

My utter and extreme arousal was definitely impairing my judgement. Would Carol let Debbie do this? She let her stroke me a Woman Of The Houseent ago…Wouldn’t Carol, ever the exhibitionist, take pure pleasure in showing off her oral skills to her friend? Now my cock was sinking deeper and deeper into her mouth and I throbbed with excitement. God I wanted to come right there…right in her mouth, whoever this was. Another part of me wanted this to continue because the sensations and the mental imagery of not knowing were intense. More sucking…in and out, gently, slowly, carefully, trying not to give away the identity. No distinctive moves…Carol had given me enough blow jobs over the weeks that I’m sure she either was trying to appear generic and had told Debbie the same.But this was still a good mouth, a talented and wet mouth. And most of all, the one sucking me… Probably after a total of 5 minutes, the sucking stopped with a slow, upstroke, couple flicks of the tongue at the sensitiv

I have been at home all day, sunning by the pool and reading. The sun drives me nuts, excites me beyond all reason and all I want to do is come. I leave the pool, wrapping a towel around my naked body and go inside, hurrying to my bedroom and the “blue mans”, my vibrating friends. As soon as I settle down in bed, I insert the more active one against my clit and start thumbing through a Penthouse Letters magazine. I move my thighs to adjust the vibrator, but I can’t get the angle exactly right. I flip onto my tummy, grinding down on the toy, but still can’t quite reach what I want. I want danger and excitement and, mostly, I want to come a few dozen times. I get up, dress, grab the mans and head out to my car. As soon as I close the door, I know I have made a good choice.There is an interstate highway that goes directly through my town and I drive there, pulling into the light traffic and quickly accelerating to 74 mph, setting my cruise control. My CD player is programmed with broadw