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Cruising on the Jenny Green

The sun was just peeking over the horizon when I slid back the hatch cover and climbed up the short stairs to the deck of the Jenny Green. I had new clients coming on board at ten, and wanted to make sure everything was in order. Brandy had already cleaned the cabins, changed the sheets on the beds, and stocked up the galley. All that remained was to check the sails, rigging, and engine. After that, I'd make the short trip over to Fred's to top off her water and fuel tanks, and get a couple extra quarts of oil.

The Jenny Green is fifty feet of grace sculpted in fiberglass and teak. She's rigged to sail single-handed in a pinch, so the inexperience of my clients isn't really a factor. She's big enough to have two staterooms and captain's and mate's quarters, and carries a small galley with seating for six if they're friendly. I can weather almost any wind that may blow up, but usually that isn't a problem. The seas around Miami are pretty predictable except during hurricane season. When that time of year rolls around, I put her on her cradle and do my repairs.

One of the best parts of my job is the people who sail on my cruises. I get a feel for clients during phone calls and correspondence about the trip, and then, when I see them, I get to check out the picture I've put together. Sometimes, my hunches are on the money; sometimes, I'm so far off the mark it's embarrassing. Wanda Sanders and Marilyn Beech are an example of the latter.

They phoned to inquire about a weeklong trip around the Keys. I asked if they wanted to help crew the boat.

"Good heavens, no", said Wanda. "I'm fifty eight, and Marilyn's fifty-nine. We don't know the first thing about sailing. I just read this romance novel about a Caribbean cruise, and sailing seemed like it might be fun. Marilyn and I thought we'd try it out."

Since the two women didn't want to help, Brandy came along as my crew. Brandy's my twenty-five year old assistant. While I'm off sailing the deep blue, Brandy takes care of my bookings, pays the bills, and checks in a couple times a day by radio. If I need anything, she arranges for it to be delivered at our next port of call. Brandy's been sailing since she was old enough to hold a tiller and she can climb a mast like a monkey. She's a big help when the weather gets a little rough. She also looks really great in a bikini, so she's a big hit with our male clients. Unfortunately, I'm not her type. Brandy likes young, muscular guys. I'm forty-one, and the heaviest thing I like to lift is a scotch bottle. It's probably better that we don't have anything going. Office affairs never work out, even if the office is the cabin of a sailboat a hundred miles from the nearest port.

The first thing I noticed about Wanda and Marilyn was they looked a lot like our typical Miami senior citizens. It was pretty obvious that Wanda dyed her shoulder-length hair. I've seen a lot of redheads on these cruises, and natural red just doesn't come that color. It did contrast well with the loose green blouse she wore, though. Marilyn had a silver blonde bob that I figured was probably real. Both women had pretty good legs, too, at least, the part I could see below their knee length shorts. Wanda wore a big floppy Mexican hat, to keep off the sun, I suppose, although it looked a little ridiculous. Marilyn wore an oversized T-shirt that said "World's Best Grandma", but she didn't wear a hat. She had on one of those things that look like the bill of a baseball cap, but are just attached to a headband.

I noticed the second thing right after we'd passed the harbor buoy and I was setting the autopilot. I smelled perfume and felt the unmistakable swell of a breast pressing into my arm. Marilyn was looking over my shoulder and was leaning into me in the process. She wouldn't have had to lean; Marilyn was in an awkward position that she could have easily avoided. I was getting the feeling it was going to be a different kind of cruise.

"Captain Rick, what does that thing do?"

"It's an autopilot. I just set it for the compass heading I want, and the Jenny Green steers herself."

"Oh my. Is it safe to do that? I thought you had to steer all the time, like in the movies."

I noticed Marilyn was still leaning on me. Unless she was numb from the waist up, she had to notice it too, but it didn't seem to bother her a bit.

"Well, I'll still be here watching. The autopilot just lets me move around and adjust the sails if I have to."

Marilyn removed her breast from my arm and beamed a big smile up at me.

"It's a little scary, but if you say it's safe, I'll believe you."

I looked up because her eyes had a dewy look that was a little disconcerting. Wanda was just climbing out of the hatch.

"Mari', Brandy just showed me the tiniest little bar downstairs. I know it's still before lunch, but I just had to make myself a sour. You simply must see it." Wanda giggled. "You ought to go look in the drawer of your bed table, too."

As both women disappeared down the cabin hatch, I couldn't help but grin.

When you're on a boat, and out of sight of land, you can't just jog down the street to the nearest convenience store. Everything my clients are likely to need has to be carried on board. Some clients would be reluctant to ask for certain personal items, so Brandy came up with the idea of our "cruise survival kit". In the bed table drawer is a plastic bag containing sample size bottles of shampoo and hand lotion, a tin of aspirins, a comb, a razor and small can of shaving cream, and a sample can of spray deodorant. The bag also contains a purse-size box of panty liners and a dozen condoms – six plain and six with lube. I was pretty sure the condoms were what had Wanda giggling.

Brandy joined me at the wheel.

"They're down there having a great time. Good thing we've got two quarts of bourbon on board. Wanda apparently likes her bourbon. Marilyn's drinking scotch and water. They both seem like nice old gals. Wanda told me I was pretty, and said she wished her butt was as tight as mine."

"Well, they're friendly, that's for sure. And as for tight butts…," I glanced down at Brandy's little shorts, "I think I like a little more meat on a woman. It's that old thing about a cushion for the pushin', you know."

Brandy slapped me on the arm.

"Rick, they might hear you. They're nice ladies. Besides, if you don't like my ass, all you have to do is fire me and hire somebody's Grandma. She probably won't put up with your shit like I do, but her ass'll be bigger."

"Nah. I think I'll keep you. You got a little butt, but you can sail the pants off anybody else I know."

"And, you wish I'd sail yours off, right? Well, you keep hoping and I'll keep sailing, but don't hold your breath."

"There is always hope, but I've learned about holding one's breath. One is likely to turn blue if one waits for a certain deck hand to come to her senses."

"Oh, I've already got all my senses. That's why you're still hoping."

Brandy stuck out her little pink tongue.

"Well, it's about twelve, so I'll go fix their lunch. They're going to sunbathe after they eat. Maybe I'll put on my bikini - that little white number that always makes you get all google-eyed - and you can compare."

I ate lunch with Wanda and Marilyn while Brandy took the helm. They were a couple of fun women. Both were widows from Chicago, and seemed to be best friends. I could picture them walking laps around the mall on alternate mornings and playing bingo every Saturday night. They laughed at my jokes, and chuckled when I flirted a little. It was soon time for me to take over for Brandy, and I excused myself. Wanda touched my arm as I turned to leave.

"Captain Rick, will there be many other boats around on this cruise?"

"Probably not, but you're safe enough. The Jenny Green is a very sound boat, and we have lots of safety equipment in the event of a problem.

"Oh, I wasn't worried about that. We're going to sunbathe, and, well…, were not sure how many people would want to see that."

I assured her that I'd warn them if I saw another boat, and went back on deck. Brandy and I were watching a cruise ship a few miles off to port when she poked me in the ribs.

"Rick, I'll be damned. Would you look at that."

Wanda and Marilyn had come on deck. Each carried one of my big white towels, a bottle of suntan lotion, and a fresh drink. Each was dressed in flip-flops, and nothing else except a big grin on her face. Wanda saw us staring and walked over.

"Captain Rick, you don't mind if we sunbathe like this, do you? We used to go to a camp just outside Chicago, but it closed up. Since our husband's passed on, we've been afraid to try another one by ourselves. We figured out here, we could go naked and nobody would care."

I assured them it was fine with me. They grinned when I added that I might be looking from time to time. The two women sat down on the cockpit cushions and started putting on their lotion. Brandy punched me in the ribs again and grinned.

"OK, you horny old letch. I'm gonna go clean up the galley, but I'll be watching you. You leave the nice ladies alone, even if you do like meaty butts."

I watched out of the corner of my eye as Wanda rubbed lotion on Marilyn's back. She seemed to enjoy doing that almost as much as Marilyn enjoyed the feeling. They switched places. Wanda shivered when the lotion dropped on her back, but closed her eyes when Marilyn touched her.

This was getting interesting. I realized I'd never seen an older woman nude before. They were really pretty sexy. Their butts were wider than Brandy's but not at all fat, and if Wanda and Marilyn were representative, everything I'd heard about sagging breasts was grossly overstated. They had a few freckles here and there, and the hair on their mounds was a little sparse, but overall, they looked pretty damn good. I was daydreaming a little about how it would be to snuggle up to those soft breasts when Marilyn slipped her hand over Wanda's butt and between her thighs. She didn't leave the hand there very long, but my daydream evaporated into thin air.

We've cruised with lesbians before, and we've cruised with gay men. It's all part of dealing with the public, and it doesn't really bother me. Each to his own, and all that. True, I would rather the gay men kept their affection out of sight, but that's just a personal preference rather than a prejudice. Brandy was going to die when I told her she was the one who'd have to watch out on this cruise.

It's not unusual for the crew of a cruise boat to have the opportunity for a little lovemaking with a their clients. I've had wives come on to me right in front of their husbands. It's usually best to ignore the invitation. A husband tends to become upset if he thinks the captain of the boat is fucking around with his wife, and I don't relish the idea of swimming home. There have been a few occasions when the husband was a "watcher", but I politely decline those offers, too. Call me modest, but having some guy watch me ball his wife is not my cup of tea. Kinda worries me that I might feel something knocking at my back door while I'm plugged in and pumping away, too. I'll take my screwing one-on-one and in private, thank you. Brandy gets more than her share of passes, and she's of like mind.

I'd be lying if I said it's never happened. Neither Brandy nor I are prudes; if the situation is right, and the chemistry is there, things happen as they will. We just don't accommodate any and all requests. Brandy says that'd make her feel like a hooker, and I agree.

About five, Wanda and Marilyn went below to shower and dress for dinner. We pulled into our berth in Key Largo about six, and had them seated at Gibbey's Crab House by seven. We were having the shrimp appetizer and looking over the menu when Marilyn sighed.

"Well, I just don't know what to order. We've had crabs before, but I don't remember which kind. They were pretty small, I think. That stuff the doctor gave us for 'em tasted just awful, so I don't want that kind again."

Brandy snorted her iced tea through her nose, and about fell out of her chair. I nearly choked on my shrimp until Wanda pounded me on the back. Marilyn had a devilish grin on her face.

"Gotcha there, didn't I?"

I was starting to like Wanda and Marilyn. They were full of life and full of themselves. They'd lived too long to care much what anybody thought of them or what they did, and it gave them the freedom to do whatever turned their fancy. They fancied having fun.

We left Key Largo at nine the next morning, bound for Key West. On every cruise, we try to stay on the water at least one night. There's nothing like sailing under a clear sky. Since there are no artificial lights around, the stars shine like diamonds and the moon glows like burnished silver. The weather forecast called for miles of visibility and a light breeze. Tonight would be a fine night for cruising.

The Wanda and Marilyn lazed around on deck naked all day, just as they had the day before. I was amazed at how comfortable they were. They'd not met either Brandy or me until a couple days ago, and yet, they were completely at ease laying on the deck cushions with their legs raised or spread apart so the sun could get to their inner thighs. If they itched, they scratched, no matter where the itch was. I confided to Brandy that all this bare skin was getting to me.

"I've seen you like this before, you horny old fart. Any bare skin gets to you. On that first cruise, you kept having me bend over to pick up things, just to see if my boobs'd fall out of my top. I figured I'd have to lock myself in my cabin before we got back."

"You know you weren't in any danger. I was a perfect gentleman. If you were so afraid, why'd you stay on?"

"Well, I got to thinking about it, and figured if you did try anything, I'd just sue your skinny ass off. Then, I'd own the Jenny Green, and I'd go hire me a couple o' hunks for deck hands. Pretty good plan, huh?

Brandy flashed me a dazzling smile.

"Besides, I know you're harmless. You're forty-one."

I ignored the shot at my age. One of these days, I'm gonna show her just how harmless I am. Well, no, I won't, but I'd like to.

"Well, much more of this, and I'm gonna be wanting to see how many times forty-one goes into fifty-nine on the bow. Of course, you'd probably have a better chance than me. That interest you at all?"

She laughed.

"If what you say about them is true, it'll be seeing how many times forty-one goes into the five on the end of your wrist. As for the other, yeah, I've thought about that a time or two. I don't know what I'd do if it really happened. Never looked for the opportunity to find out."

After dinner, we sat on deck with cocktails and watched the sun sink into the ocean. Right on cue, the moon came up and bathed the ocean in glistening, silver ripples. I love it when Nature cooperates.

About ten, Marilyn said she wasn't sleepy and asked if anyone wanted to play cribbage. Wanda said she was tired and was going to bed. That left Brandy and me. We'd agreed on a four and four watch that night. I'd drawn the first four hours. Brandy said she'd play for a while, and the women all went below deck. I heard voices coming up the companionway for about a half-hour, and then everything got quiet.

Night sailing is a fantastic way to travel. You get everything trimmed out just right and then just sit back and enjoy. I heard the familiar frothy sound of the cutwater breaking the surface, and a quiet gurgle as the wake formed at the stern. A light breeze was blowing just hard enough to fill the sails and send the Jenny Green on her way. The whisper in the rigging was the kiss of wind on wire and cloth, and sang of the love affair between air and water and the caress of a sleek hull on moon-silvered waves. I leaned back in the chair behind the helm and looked up at the stars. A billion pinpoints of light beamed down through the soft white cloud of the Milky Way.

"It's beautiful, isn't it."

I'd been so absorbed I hadn't heard Wanda come up the hatchway. She was standing beside me with two coffee cups in her hands, but my eyes didn't linger long on those. The moonlight highlighted her hair with glints of fire and turned her black lace gown to transparent mist. I suppose it was her normal sleeping attire, and it didn't hide anything. The lace draped sensuously over her breasts and hips, and accented every curve. After seeing her naked for two days, I thought I was immune to her curves, but that black lace changed everything.

"Yes. I love sailing at night."

Wanda held out one of the cups.'

"Brandy made some coffee before they started playing. I couldn't sleep after all, and got up to drink a cup. Thought you might like one, too."

"Yeah, I would. Thanks."

Wanda sat down on one of the cockpit seats and stretched her legs out on the cushions. We stared up at the stars for a while.

"What's that funny looking bunch of stars up there called?"

"Right up there. Come sit over here so I can show you."

Wanda put her right foot on the deck and patted the cushion beside her. When I sat down, she leaned over, took my face in her hands and gently pointed it toward the sky.

"There, that one with the stars in kind of a circle."

I was finding it difficult to concentrate because her breasts were mashed against my back and she was breathing in my ear.

"Hmmm, I really don't know. I can go get my star maps and find out if you'd like."

Wanda leaned back, and I turned to face her.

"No, it's not that important. Just looked different, that's all. Say, would it be all right if I put my other leg up?. It's kind of uncomfortable the way it is."

Before I could answer, she'd lifted her leg and set it across my thighs. The gown had ridden up almost to her waist. I guessed Wanda didn't sleep in panties, because she wasn't wearing any.

"Ah, that feels better. Your coffee OK?"

"Yes, it's fine. How'd you know I like cream and sugar?"

"I watched Brandy this morning. She's a pretty girl, I think. She seems to like you, too. You and her ever…, you know, have a little tumble between the sheets?"

"No. She works for me, and I don't think those boss/employee things ever work out right."

"I suppose you're right. Marilyn thinks Brandy's pretty too. 'Course, Marilyn says the same thing about me. Marilyn's a little different, if you haven't noticed. Has been since her George passed away."

I was thinking they were both a little different. I was also thinking Marilyn was right about both women.

"She's right about one thing. You're pretty good looking. You both are."

"For our ages, you mean."

"No, for being any age."

"Really? Well, my boobs aren't where they used to be and my butt isn't high and firm like Brandy's." Wanda chuckled. "I guess you know that already, since we've been traipsing around the boat naked for two days."

"There's nothing wrong with either, if you ask me."

"Oh, come on. Wouldn't you like these better if they were up here?"

Wanda had cupped her breasts and lifted them about an inch higher. I noticed her nipples seemed larger and they pushed out the lace.

"No, they look fine where they were."

"Well then, how about my butt. Here, feel it and tell me if it's too soft."

Wanda grabbed my hand and quickly pulled it to her left butt cheek. Before I knew it, I was off balance and falling toward her. I caught my weight with my right arm as we went down on the cushion together. Her breasts pressed into my chest and she wrapped her arms around me. My waist was cradled between her thighs, and she seemed to have moved them closer together. I realized our faces were only inches apart. Her eyes glowed deep blue in the moonlight.

"Well, what do you think." Wanda' voice was a throaty whisper. "Is it too soft?"

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I asked my wife to dance and she suggested we all dance together. I was instantly hard at the suggestion. Karen smiled and took my wife’s hand as she led us both to the dance floor. The drinks were working pretty good now as the three of us moved together, shyly at first but more provocatively as the music wore on. By the end of the song my wife had turned Karen around to face me and had moved her so close that Karen’s breasts were pressed against my chest, while my wife rubbed her pussy in slow rotations against Karen’s ass. Karen was kissing my neck while I stroked my wife’s breast with one hand and Karen’s ass with the other. My wife was kissing the back of Karen’s neck and had her hand on her breast when the song ended all too soon.

Smiling as we acknowledged the stares of those watching, we returned to our seats. Karen whispered something to my wife and they both rose, my wife kissing me quickly as the disappeared to the bathroom, arm in arm. I don’t know what happened there but by the time they returned their eyes were dreamlike with passion and they both suggested we go.

Karen decided to leave bakırköy ucuz escort her car there and joined us in ours. We have a large car with a big front seat, so my wife invited Karen to sit up front with us, sitting between us. She readily agreed, smiling widely at me and stroking my thigh up and down as she slid close to me. My wife leaned over and gave her a passionate kiss as I started the car. I could hardly contain myself at the sight of this tenderness and heat. They moaned as they explored each other’s mouth and lips, their tongues teasing each other as each began to learn how to please the other.

I pulled to the end of the drive when my wife reached over and pulled up Karen’s sweater, exposing her firm, taut breasts. I put the car in park and bent down to join my wife as we began licking and sucking Karen’s tits, her nipples hard in our mouths. Karen stroked our heads, kissing us on our brows as we explored her. I reached between her legs to stroke her pussy, finding my wife’s hand already there. I joined her as we gently kneaded her warmth in time to our mouth’s pleasings.

Other cars interrupted our explorations, so we redressed her as I drove. Karen was panting slightly and murmured about how badly she wanted to have us. My wife lit a cigarette with one hand and began raising Karen’s skirt with her left hand. “You want my pussy, Baby?”, Karen moaned as she lifted off the seat to expose herself. “Oh, yes” my wife replied as she stroked her exposed upper thighs with her hand, watching intently as Karen slowly opened her legs for her.

Karen’s hands were başakşehir escort busy now, stroking both my pulsing cock and my wife’s pussy through our jeans. She had this amazingly wanton look, an expression of complete lust and abandon. My wife finished her cigarette, turned to kiss her and began teasing her clit with her fingers. Karen slid lower in the seat to give her more room as my wife filled her with a finger. Karen gasped and squeezed my dick as my wife fucked her slowly. She withdrew her finger for a moment, feeding the pussy to me as I greedily licked it.

My wife then reached across to unbutton my pants. My erection leaped out in relief and Karen grabbed it instantly, slowly stroking up and down its length. Karen began unbuttoning my wife’s pants with her other hand. “Suck it for him”, Karen whispered. “I’d love to watch you suck his cock.” My wife happily obliged, taking my head into her mouth while she leaned across Karen’s lap. Karen moaned, “That looks good”, as she tugged down my wife’s pants, struggling to get them over her thighs. She moaned again at the sight of my wife’s lovely hot ass. “Oh, I want that” she cried, slipping her hand inside my wife’s panties and teasing her asshole. My wife sucked harder as Karen let go of my cock to push down my wife’s panties. “I have to have your pussy, baby”, Karen screamed.

My wife helped Karen pull down her jeans and panties while keeping me in her mouth. Karen’s hand were playing with my wife’s tits and squeezing her ass. “That looks so good”, she moaned again and moved her hand underneath my wife so she could masturbate her clit. My wife murmured and smiled, taking me out of her mouth for a moment while she enjoyed the fondling, her eyes closing slightly and her lips parting in pleasure. This is what I enjoy most, the looks of pleasure my love gets when she is turned on.

About that time we reached our house, pulled our clothes back up and kissed each other deeply before going inside. . .

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When you're fucking a chick in the ass (no lubrication; it needs to be raw and skrimpy), and squirt your man-plankton in her poo tunnel. Then, you suck that shit right out and make yourself a goddamn gumbo.

Fun Tips:
1. Use something novel to extract the goo. Crazy straws are neat, but try using a paper towel roll or a bike pump for maximum skrimpage.
2. When Skrimpin', it's important to remember to tenderize the ass whilst getting one's grind on. The end Skrimp texture is important.
3. In the poop shoot, your skrimp juice meets and mingles with her poo. Therefore, make sure she's only been eating pineapple and bologna for the previous month, to ensure maximum freshness.
"Hey there anonymous casual-acquaintaince, the six of us are gonna go have buttsex and then get something to eat. you in?"

"No thanks... I just been Skrimpin' on bitches."
door your uncle's poopy figers 1 maart 2009
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Dream Fulfilled

I had secretly loved my sister in law Mina for many years. When I got married 24 years ago, she was only 18 years old. I developed an infatuation for her at that time itself. As years passed, I adored her growing beauty and admired her personality. Apparently I treated her like a sister, but in my heart of hearts I knew I was in love with her.

I got married at the age of 27 and my wife was 23 at that time. We have two children, son 23 and daughter 20. Both of them are now studying away from home. Mina got married five years after us and her son is now 18, studying in a boarding school. My wife & Mina are very close to each other and the two families have an excellent relationship.

In this kind of a well knit family tie there was no scope for brining out my feelings for Mina in the open. Under the camouflage of brotherly affection, I showed my care for her. I hugged her or kissed her on the cheeks, whenever there was any opportunity. It looked perfectly normal and nobody ever doubted my intentions. Whenever I went on tour, I brought two gifts, one for my wife and one for Mina. On her birthday, I gave Mina lovely gifts and organised birthday parties. These were all fully acceptable to our families. My children knew if they wanted some permission from me, the best way was to approach through their aunt and the permission would never be refused.

My love for Mina was not platonic at all and I nursed a very strong physical desire for her. I had an overpowering attraction for her naked body. Except for one occasion many years ago, I had no opportunity to see her naked. This was an incident I will remember all my life.

It was little more than a year after our marriage. My wife had delivered our first child and was in the nursing home. My son was born in the afternoon. My in laws, my parents, Mina and me were in the nursing home. After seeing the newborn baby in the visiting hours, both my parents and in laws left. Mina didn’t go back home with her parents and stayed back. It was agreed that she would stay at my place till my wife comes back home.

After coming back home, I went for a shower in the bathroom attached to our bedroom. I told Mina to change in our bedroom and use the bathroom after I finish. As I was under the shower, suddenly there was a storm. Within seconds there was a heavy downpour with lightning and thunder. I knew Mina was extremely scared of lightning & thunder and was feeling worried about her. Suddenly a strong lightning struck and the whole house plunged into darkness. As I was startled at this, I was shocked to hear Mina’s ear-piercing scream. Turning the shower off, I grabbed a towel (which was just big enough to cover only my front). By this time Mina was banging at the bathroom door. Somehow holding the short towel with one hand I opened the bathroom door. Mina immediately thrust herself on me, held me tightly in her arms and started crying uncontrollably.

After getting over the initial shock, I realised Mina was stark naked and my towel had fallen off as she jumped on me. Possibly she had just finished undressing when the lightning struck and the shock was so great that she didn’t realise the need for covering herself. As her naked body was in close touch with my naked body, I felt extremely awkward. At the same time a very strong current of desire hit me as her naked boobs were pressed on my chest and her pubic hair touched my thighs. I was at a total loss and wondered if I should take advantage of the situation or behave as a big brother and try to cover our nudity.

As she was still hysterical and had no control over herself, I realised that I need to calm her down first. As she was clinging on to me, I made no attempt to disengage her and started comforting her like a child by moving my hands over her head & back. I gave her soft kisses on her forehead and cheeks. One major problem was my hard on, which was getting stronger by the minute. I some how managed to turn a bit to one side to avoid my cock touching her, but it was still dangerously close to her body. With repeated assuring words I tried to convince her there was nothing to be so scared about and I was there by her side.

It took a long time for her cool down. I knew she would soon realise she was completely naked and so was I. I was apprehensive of her embarrassment and slowly tried to disengage her from me. I turned the shower on and made her stand under the running water. I stood close to her and comforted her by caressing her back. As it was totally dark, I could only see her naked body in the form of a silhouette. I was enamoured at the beauty of the chiselled shape of the nude figure of this 19 year old and had difficulty in controlling my urge to touch her curves. I thought if I could hurriedly finish the shower and manage to get us dressed in darkness, there would be not much of embarrassment later. So I gave her a piece of soap and was about to turn off the shower.

Just at this point of time, the power came back. Suddenly she and I were facing each other completely naked under bright light. The light brought her back to complete sense and her extreme shyness made her face look awfully pretty. In an instant reaction, she covered her eyes with her hands and turned her back towards me. Within a split second before she turned I could see her amazing naked body. She looked like a nude sculpture. She had large boobs with dark grape like nipples. Her breast size must have been 34c or so, much bigger than my wife’s 32b, which had tiny nipples. She had absolutely flat belly with a deep belly button and unshaved pubic hair & armpits, unlike my wife, who shaved her armpit and trimmed pubic hair very short. She had a trim waistline expanding to beautifully curved hips. Now as I saw her naked from the back, I couldn’t resist the temptation for watching her longer. Her butts were wonderfully curved and thighs very well shaped. Her legs were long and had light hair.

I knew no way I could exceed the limits of decency and switched off the light. I hurriedly dried my self and put on my shorts. I went out of the bathroom, picked up a towel & Mina’s nightie and kept them in the bathroom. I told her that I had kept her towel & nightie in the rack and went out closing the bathroom door.

As I was leaving she said, “I am awfully sorry for acting insane and thank you ever so much.”

As I switched on the bathroom light and waited for her to come out, I knew I had saved a very undesirable situation with disastrous consequences. But instead of feeling pleased, I felt very disappointed. As she came out, she had a smile on her face and she gave me a hug. I was sure that she had overcome her uneasiness.

After this incident she stayed with me alone in our flat for about seven days. But there was no expression of physical desire between us. We spent a lot of time together. As she was scared of sleeping alone, at my wife’s suggestion, she slept with me in our bed. With her nightie clad body (she wore nothing underneath at bedtime) only a few inches away, very strong desire gripped me every night but I controlled my urge. I fought a continuous battle against my overpowering lust but never felt happy

While I kept myself restrained, I kept on wondering if she felt any attraction for me. She did see me fully naked in the bathroom. Since she saw my manhood in full erection, she must have realised my physical desire for her. “How did she feel?” I wondered “Was she attracted to me, or hated me for my lust, or was she so naïve that she didn’t bother about my erection and dismissed the whole thing as an accident?” Till today, I don’t have an answer.

Then onwards, I never had any opportunity to see her naked. I did have occasions to see her cleavage, her uncovered legs & part of her thighs, her armpits (at times clean shaved and at times full off hair or stubbles) and even parts of her boobs through the loose sleeve holes of her nightie. Once I did see the black patch of her crotch for a split second. She had carelessly lifted her legs while sitting on the sofa and as her nightie moved up I could see her crotch through the gap between her thighs. On another occasion, she had an abscess on her butt and had lifted her sari to her waist to show it to my wife. Just at that moment I happened to enter the room and had a fleeting glance at her lovely butts. On such occasions my lust for her surged and I felt an awful depression for not being able to have her physically.

As years went by, she changed both physically and in personality. But all along she was very fond of me. She never hesitated to show her admiration for me. Whenever my wife found fault with me, she strongly defended me. She openly admired me by praising my bright mind & clarity of thought, my generosity, compassion & care for others. She simply put me on a higher pedestal above everybody else. At the news of my slightest sickness she rushed to our house dropping everything and spent hours by my side. I was sure she loved me a lot, but wasn’t sure about the nature of her love.

There was one occasion when she & I got physically very close.

I had a fall in the staircase and sprained my ankle very badly. Though there was no fracture the doctor asked me to be at complete bed rest for 24 hours. He restricted all movements and I was not even allowed to use the toilet or bathroom. My wife & children, along with my in laws and Mina’s son, were enjoying holiday in the hills. Mina was in town and rushed by my side. While I wanted to engage a nurse, Mina & her husband insisted that Mina do the nursing for me. She moved over to our house and was continuously by my side. During the first night I had much of pain and both she & I had very little sleep. She rubbed ointments on my ankle a number of times and that gave me lot of relief. During the later part of the night the pain subsided and both of us had some sleep.

Next morning, the pain was a lot less and I felt much better. But the first problem was answering nature’s call. I wanted to go to the toilet, but Mina didn’t allow me to. I had no other option but to pee in a can, which Mina held near my crotch. With awful embarrassment I had to pull down my pyjama & brief and take out my cock, which had a partial hard on. As I started shooting out the stream, Mina held it in one hand to make sure the stream is directed at the opening of the can. The cool touch of her soft hand stirred my cock and it grew to its full size. I felt totally helpless as the stream continued unabated and my exposed cock with a big hard on was in Mina’s hand. Finally when the pee ended and the cock turned a bit softer, I was eager to pull my pyjama up but Mina delayed it further as she wiped the tip with a tissue. I felt relieved only after I could put back my pyjama. I noticed Mina was flushed in her face and wondered how she felt.

Brushing the teeth in bed was no problem but when I felt the pressure of shit I was totally dismayed. Despite her insistence, I ignored the medical advice and using her as a crutch went to the toilet. She didn’t allow me to bolt the door and guarded me from outside. After this difficult task was done, rest of the morning was very pleasant. She fed me breakfast in bed and helped me to shave.

When it was time for bath, I again insisted that I go to the bathroom. But Mina just wouldn’t allow. She brought a tumbler full of water, soap, washcloth, towels et all to the side of the bed. She found a polythene sheet and laid it on the bed to protect the bed sheet. She took off my pyjama, both top & bottom, and my vest. I was left with only my brief and was scared of having a hard on. She made the upper part of my wet and affectionately soaped me. I felt very nice as her hand moved over my chest. At the touch of her soft hands my tiny nipples became hard and I wondered if she noticed or not.

Having done the top part, she proceeded below the waist. She did my feet, toes and legs with a lot of care. As she was doing my thighs and her hands were moving up towards my crotch, my cock started getting a hard on. I thought she would finish at the thighs and was hoping the bulge on my brief doesn’t get embarrassingly large before she is done with. But she didn’t stop at the thighs and pulled at the waistband of my brief. I wasn’t sure if I should resist. On one hand I was keen to avoid exposure of my erection, on the other hand I was dying to be touched at the cock. While I was torn between two opposite feelings, my hard on got stronger by the second. As she pulled the brief down, my shaft sprang out with a raging hard on.

Even if Mina felt uneasy with such a display of my lust, she didn’t show it except for her total silence & flushed face. She clinically proceeded with the cleaning like a professional nurse. As she very nicely cleaned my groin with soap she avoided touching my cock. While her touch on the groin was very sensual, I pined for her hands to hold my cock. After the groin, she washed my pubic hair and then my balls. By this time I was having a wild desire. Now she turned me over on my belly and soaped my backside. She shocked me as she parted my butt cheeks and soaped my crack. Wow! What a sensation it was.

She tuned me over again and to my utter delight started soaping my cock. My cock throbbed in her hand and I was scared that I might ejaculate any moment. When she opened my foreskin I thought she was going to jerk me off. But, in stead, she cleaned the fold of the foreskin and the head. I was enamoured at her care in cleaning my body and wondered if it was simply her affection for me or there was physical desire behind this. Finally, she finished by towelling me dry and I was left in an extreme state of excitement. She put cologne & talcum powder on me and helped me putting on dry clothes. But my hard on was still driving me crazy and I didn’t know what to do. As soon as she left for her bath, I pulled down my shorts & brief and started jerking me off. I got hold of the can by the side of my bed and unloaded a lot of sticky liquid in it. I knew Mina will notice my cum in the can, but I didn’t care. I didn’t know how much physical desire she had for me, but I had no hesitation to let her know I physically craved for her.

In the evening, the doctor came and checked my injured ankle. The swelling was completely gone and there was only a bit of residual pain. After examining me he allowed me to walk and said I could go to office the next day. While this was a relief for me, in my heart of heart I felt sad that I was thrown out of the dreamland.

With childbirth and age Mina started becoming heavier. Her boobs became larger and hips increased in size. When I pointed out that she should control her weight, she obediently followed a diet chart prescribed by me. As her daily routine didn’t allow her to go for a morning walk, I gifted her an excercycle. She religiously used it and was soon back in good shape. From that stage her body became a great source of intoxication for me.

I gathered from my wife that Mina, she and their mother were quite easy about nudity in the presence of each other. Occasionally, two of them or some times three of them had bath together and were fully naked. I tactfully queried my wife about how her mom and Mina looked in the nude. (I was curious to know to what extent Mina’s body has changed, compared to what it was when I had seen her as a teenager). As my wife could not imagine in her wildest dreams about my lust for Mina, she innocently answered my queries and I gathered a lot of their womanly secrets. My wife & her mom resembled a lot physically. Both were petite and had moderate breasts. My wife was 34b and her mom 32b. Both had small pinkish brown nipples. Mina had much bigger breasts 36c and her nipples were dark brown & quite large. In contrast with my wife & her mom’s trim waist and moderate hips (26/34), Mina had an outward curve in her belly and her hip was large (29/38).

My wife & her mom were cleanliness freak. My wife regularly shaved her armpit clean and cut her pubic hair to near baldness. In fact she used shave her pubic hair also, but as regular shaving was making her pussy hair too coarse she switched to trimming. Her mom was a great supporter of her habit of keeping herself clean. She never shaved at young age (as shaving was rather uncommon those days) but started shaving later in life with the encouragement of her elder daughter.

When my wife shaved her armpit for the first time and started wearing sleeveless blouse, her mom was very pleased to see her clean armpit. She sometimes expressed her desire to shave her own armpit. Later, when my wife started shaving her pubic hair, her mom noticed her baldness during bath. Though she liked the idea of shaving very much she was a bit scared of using the razor. But her daughter encouraged her and offered to shave her. Initially she shaved her armpit and her mom was delighted to see the silky smooth skin. Then she shaved her mom’s pussy also. Then onwards my mom in law became so fond of her own smoothness that she made shaving a regular habit. She continued to shave even after her menopause when her body hair became sparse.

Mina was very different from her mom & sister. She had a strong growth of hair in armpit and in the pussy. She had a large triangular pubic bush with long & dense hair. The hair spilled over to her thighs and belly. She had a line of hair joining her bush to belly button. Her legs had a bit of light hair too. She had quite a bit of hair in her ass hole, while her mom & sister had smooth ass holes.

Her mom & sister insisted that she regularly shaves her armpit and at least trims her pubic bush, which was like a jungle. Her sister did shave her once or twice. According to her, it was a difficult job to shave Mina. She had to cut the hair short with scissors first and then ran the razor two three times to clean out all the hair. But for Mina this was too much of a trouble and she preferred to let her body hair grow naturally. She did shave her armpit from time to time but wasn’t regular at all. She never shaved her pubic hair and rarely trimmed it.

As I heard this from my wife, I thought Mina’s body was exactly to my liking. I prefer women with bigger boobs & butts and love pubic hair. I imagined that through some telepathy Mina knew about my fondness for pubic hair and didn’t shave or trim just to please me. While these thoughts came to my mind, a deep sigh came out from within. I knew my dreams wouldn’t be fulfilled ever. At the same time, I couldn’t give up hope and looked for every opportunity to have her near me.

At this stage, as a distraction from the main story, I would like to describe an occasion when I saw my mom in law naked.

This was a few years after our marriage, when she was in her mid forties and still very good looking. One Saturday afternoon, I was having a nap in our bedroom. Mom in law was staying with us for the weekend. My sleep was slightly disturbed as I heard some voices in the bedroom. Without opening my eyes, I realised my mom in law was in the attached bathroom having a shower before getting ready to go out with my wife and was talking to my wife, who was in the bedroom. Mom in law was saying that she took wrong petticoat & bra to the bathroom and asked her daughter to give her the right ones. But my wife told her not to bother and to come out without any clothes. As mom in law was hesitant, my wife assured her that I was sleeping like a log and there was no chance of my waking up. I was delighted at this and waited with bated breath for my petite mom in law to come out naked.

Fortunately, I was lying on my back with my arm covering my eyes and I had no difficulty in keeping my eyelids slightly open. My head was towards the bathroom door and my feet were towards the dressing table. As mom in law came out of the bathroom and walked past the bed to the dressing table I could see her naked body from the back. She had a very fair skin, which dazzled my eyes. Her lean back was wonderful and her small butts were nicely curved.

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Fantasies Of A Specific Man

I plan a trip to the town that you serve. It would be a safe place to make a lonely vacation. I need it because I am deeply depressed. I have problems with my husband.

I arrive at the airport and I find you waiting for me. You ‘re dressed on your casual green uniform and army boots. So imposing you are! With the sunglasses on I can’t see your eyes, but your smile gives me everything I need to know, that I’m more than welcome there. You kiss me softly on the cheek and tell me that I’ve become astonishing since you last saw me. With a bitter smile I answer that I’m not fat anymore, just busty. Curvecious, you correct me. I laugh. You always had a thing with words.

You lead me towards your jeep and your driver helps me with the luggage. I ask for a nice hotel, and you tell me that you have arranged for me to stay just outside the base, where some officers stay for a while. I thank you for that. You tell me that your driver will be at my disposal most part of the day since you’ll work. The accommodation is exceptional since it consists of a bedroom, a large bathroom, a sitting room with kitchen and two large balconies. You show me the rooms, and give me a quick tour of the view from the balconies. You joke that you will check on me with a pair of binoculars from your office.

You leave me to rest and make a date for dinner in the town. I ask if it is going to be something formal or between us, and you tell me that we’ll go to a fish tavern with a lower rank officer and his girlfriend. You kiss me on the forehead and tell me that your driver will answer at any call for me. I tell you that I won’t bother you because I just need a bath and a rest. You leave and the rest of my day slips away with tiding up my clothes and an incredible bath. I go around the house listening good music from the base’s radio station in a bodice and a pair of shorts.

Evening comes and you call me to make sure I’ll be ready at 8. I tell you that I already am ready and when you come to take me I have used a light sundress with matching flat sandals and a shawl around my elbows. A wide aqua marina talisman dresses my neck with a matching ring. My green eyes are surrounded by emerald eye shadow that makes them bigger. I get to the entrance and as soon as you see me you step back. You yourself are very smart in your light blue polo shirt and jeans.

In the car you tell me about the officer we will have dinner with, and your plans to leave the couple alone after some time because they need the time together, and also that you want to spend time with me. We reach the restaurant, and after the introduction we all four entangle into a very relaxed conversation. Your eyes are not leaving me and I enjoy the attention. I ask who is in charge of the base radio station and your officer tells me is and old schoolmate of mine and I get enthusiastic. I plan to visit him tomorrow. I ask you if I can do that and you tell me that you will have a permit for me first thing tomorrow morning.

We finish our dinner and decide to take me sightseeing on foot around the small town. I reach for your arm and we walk about talking about this and that. Many people stop to say hallo to you and you introduce me. You seem to be very keen on escorting me and showing me around. When I walk in front of you, you whistle and make fun of my reactions.

We reach my apartment and ask you for a night cup before you go to sleep. In there you ask me about the situation with your best friend, that is, my husband and I try to explain in rough words that, after the wedding we have a sexual problem that has become more intense lately. You ask me if there is another woman and I tell you no, but he doesn’t seem to care to make love to me. You tell me that we’ll talk about this tomorrow and leave me to have a rest. Your goodnight kiss was more intense than I expected. Our bodies pressed together showed your erection and I panicked. I’m more than ready to lose control over you, but I didn’t expect it to be the same for you.

After you left, I slipped into my nightgown and tried to keep from touching myself thinking of you. I tried to convince myself that I’m sexually frustrated and that’s why I had these thoughts of you all this time that I hadn’t seen you. I sink into a troubled sleep.

Morning comes and I wake up with your phone call. It is almost 10 o’clock and you tell me that you have already phoned my husband telling him that I arrived ok and that if I want to visit the radio station, I will just have to call your driver and let him escort me there, as well as give me a tour of the base. I ask you what time you finish today and you say that if all goes well, at about 6 in the afternoon. We hang up and I get up stretching. I go around the apartment in my underwear feeling sexy as hell. I look from the balcony towards the direction of your office but the only thing I can see is something that must be glass shining. I call your driver and tell him to pick me up at 11 for a tour of the base and then I’ll visit my friend at the radio station.

I dress on a dark blue tight bodice, jeans, medium heeled emerald sandals and an emerald shawl instead of a belt. My hair is tied up high and my sunglasses hide my eyes. Your driver comes and compliments me on my looks. I thank him for being polite for me and he gives me the tour of the base through the open jeep. All the soldiers turn around to see me come by but I don’t notice them. I’m concentrated on the tour and on my thought of you. At about 1:45 we reach the radio station.

As soon as we get in I go towards my schoolmate Peter, who, when he sees me in front of him acts like a mad man. He hugs me, lifts me up, and I laugh loudly. He dares me to a joint program for the next two hours. I pick up the gauntlet. I explain to your driver that we started our radio programs together 15 years ago, so I knew about the job.

I entered the opposite studio and started organizing the music I would transmit. The deal was that we had one song each. I explained Peter that I hadn’t done that for 8 years now and that in the end we’ll see who comes out best. We start and he explains to the audience the match. He plays pop while I choose strong rock. We make jokes to each other and I have so much fun that I start dancing around the studio. The operators from the phone center tell us that many people call to congratulate on the program and that the soldiers outside all sit and listen to us. The soldiers in the radio station all sit up looking at me smiling. Peter tells me that he will probably go to jail for that but he has too much fun. He starts putting on some provocative songs on lost loves and I get the message but don’t follow, just flirt with him.

As soon as we finish the program at 4, the door of the studio opens and you burst in, seemingly angry. Peter stands up to salute you. You grab me by the arm and lead me to your office. You slam the door behind you and tell me in a low yet stern voice that an officer called you and informed you on the calls the base received for the show, and that half of the men are jacking off on my name. That you listened and it was obvious from the songs that Peter was flirting me. That it was like we were having sex in the studio and we played songs at the same time. That all the soldiers in the radio station were looking at me and were sporting a raging hard-on. You stand close in front of me and tell me that you’re one of them and kiss me deep in the mouth. I’m melting. I part my lips and search for your tongue. You pull me even closer and I’m wet allover. You break the kiss and in a husky voice you tell me to go to the apartment and wait for you there to finish.

I put my sunglasses on because I don’t want people to find out that I was ready to cum right then and there. I wave Peter good buy and he says bye with a worried look on his face. The driver tells me that he’s worried that you’ll punish him. That it’s the first time he’s seen you so frustrated. I tell him that it is my fault because I shouldn’t have so much fun and that I will see to it that nobody pays my faults. He says that from the looks of you, he’s afraid for me too. I tell him not to worry and I get lost in my thoughts of you.

I get into the apartment and feel like a lion in a cage. In an hour or so I hear a loud knock on the door. I open up and you barge in like a madman. You take me in your arms and start kissing me. You pull my bodice off and your uniform scratches my nipples. You push me on the wall with great force and kiss your way down to my neck, my breasts, my belly. You push my jeans down and you lick me on top of my panties, which are soaking wet. You tear them apart with one move and place your mouth on my shaven pussy. I moan with pleasure as you suck on my slit and my inner lips. My juices run down my thighs.

I pull you up and unfasten your belt. Your uniform is rough on my skin and sensitive nipples and I love it. I wrap my legs around you and you enter me with a force unknown to me. I cum on the spot. You bump into me groaning “little doll”. I scream your name as I experience multiple orgasms. Your member swells as you pump in and out and stretching me to lengths I never knew. You cry that you’re cumming and I scream “yes”. Your cum spurts in my womb and my vagina is contracting like hell.

We slide down, exhausted and you kiss my eyes calling me “little doll” again and again. I still pant, trying to catch my breath. You lift me up and place me on the sofa where you hold my naked body tightly. I tell you that I can’t believe that. I longed so much for it to happen. You tell me that from the moment you saw me in the airport you had a hard-on for me. That when you listened to the program you got mad because you could sense that Peter was making a move on me. That you stood looking at me dancing around the studio and you wanted to make love to me in front of everyone.

I get up to prepare a hot bath for us, knowing that you must be tired but you tell me that you have to home and change. I offer to prepare dinner and you tell me you’re going to be back in an hour and we’ll prepare dinner together. I soak into the tub thinking of our lovemaking and get horny again. I still can’t believe what happened. I rise and start to get dressed in an elegant cocktail dress. I’ve also put on see through pants and half bra, along with a string of pearls on my neck. When you knock on my door I’ve already started preparing dinner.

You kiss me in the mouth softly and linger there. I almost collapse in your arms. You step back and look at me and tell me that I’m breathtaking. I head towards the kitchen and tell you to fix yourself a drink as I cook. You pour two glasses of wine and offer to do the salad. As we go around the kitchen you brush your lips at the back of my neck and tease me all the time. I pretend to be annoyed and you make faces. I prepare the spaghetti carbonara and serve the plates. I had already set the table in the sitting room with candles and flowers.

We sit facing each other and start dinner talking about this and that. You hold my hand and tickle my fingers. You’re rather funny, which I didn’t expect. I start telling you about my married life with your friend. The pros and cons. We discuss about cheating. I confess that you are my first and hopefully the last. You tell me about your wife and we discuss on the reason you have been unfaithful to her many times.

We finish dinner and I put the plates away. I get my glass of wine and come and sit beside you in the sofa. Soft music is playing. I lean on your shoulder and you start caressing my sides. You tell me of the first time you saw me. That I was just a child. Then we met at the wedding were you first realized how much of a woman I am. And now. You told me that you fell in love with me at the wedding. You didn’t actually fall in love but you were sexually attracted to me.

I confess the same. That just after the wedding I started thinking about you. I have spent endless nights wondering how your touch would feel on me. How it could feel to have you inside me, or your skin sliding on mine. How your lips would feel on mine. What kind of lover you are, aggressive or tender.

You make me stand up and ask me to remove my dress. I turn around and ask you to unzip it for me. You do and your hand caresses my back. Your mouth follows, starting from the base of my spine and kissing your way up to the base of my neck. You slide the dress off me and turn me around to look at me. I understand that you have a thing for underwear as you caress my nipples through the transparent fabric and then as you kiss and suck them you start rubbing my pussy. I help you undress and start caressing your skin. It feels wonderful. Sunburned yet so soft. Your hands slide on me and your deep blue eyes stare into mine.

Your kiss is tender yet possessive. I can feel your hard arousal rubbing on my belly. I take you by the hand and lead you to bed. We lay kissing. You can’t leave an inch of my body and not taste it. I let you lye down and take your manhood in my hands. I lick the shaft from bottom to top and when I reach the drop of precum I swallow it all in my mouth and I feel it at the back of my throat. You moan in pleasure. I start sucking your whole length up and down, in and out. I humm and send shivers up your spine. All the while I kneed your testicles and push the foreskin down. I sense that you’re ready to cum and I stop. You protest. I start again. When you swell up I stop again. You fondle my hair and I ask you whether you want me to continue or not. You beg me to continue and in a quick move I suck you up. You can’t take it and you come gallons in my mouth shouting my name. I swallow it all and keep sucking you so that you stay hard. You moan.

I lick my way up and kiss you to let you taste yourself. I tell you that you taste wonderful and you kiss me hard again. You move your hands on my panty covered pussy and you find out that it’s dripping for you. You whisper that you love it that you make me wet and I ask you not to tear these panties too because I like them too much. You laugh and slide them down my legs. You turn me around and you unclasp my bra. You push my hips up and start kissing my buttocks and slowly finger my pussy. I tell you that I want you inside me and you slide in ever so slowly that I feel I’m going to faint. You slide in and out all the time telling me that I have the most loving pussy you have ever seen.

Your balls slap my clit and your lovemaking is thus more adorable. You tell me that I’m born to be loved and be filled up. I moan in your words. I ask you to take me harder. You push harder and reach the bottom of my womb. I start loosing it. I moan loudly and constantly and reach what I thought would be a climax. As you fuck me slowly yet strong you push a finger in my asshole and I scream in ecstasy. I come so hard that I’m blacking out. My pussy is contracting and I feel you shoot in me. I collapse and you’re atop my back. You draw out and lye next to me covering me with kisses. I cuddle in your arms and explore your chest with my fingertips.

I tell you that I feel full, loved, fucked, spoiled and everything that can make me burst. You laugh telling me that if I feel like that imagine what a 55 year old crook like you must feel with a young 28 year old like me. I confess that I don’t know if I would fall for you if you were younger. I can only know that you bring the woman out of me. Period. You take me to the shower and soap me tenderly. I want to return the favor but my knees are weak. You smile tenderly, wash me out, dry me and ask me what pajamas I’ll wear. I choose a colorful set of underwear that you insist you put on me yourself, apply my perfumed body-powder and choose a short blue satin nighty. You lay me on the bed and lye beside me.

I’m off and ready to sleep. I ask you what time you have to get up tomorrow and you answer 5. You tell me not to get startled if I don’t find you in bed when I wake up. I ask you to hold me to sleep and fill my dreams. You kiss me in the eyes and nose. I smile and drift off.

I wake up at about 9 and find a note on the pillow together with a flower: “Good morning, I’ll come by at 12 to pick you up for picnic and shopping. Be ready for me.” I get up and feel like a baby with a lollipop at hand. I make a cup of strong coffee and start wondering what to wear. I go about in my underwear and whistle a song. The phone rings and it’s you. “Did you find my note»?

“Why do you go around in your underwear and with the curtains up?” I look around but then I realize.

“You’re watching me with the binoculars!”

“Yes, and I enjoy the view”.

I unclasp my bra and let it fall. I knead my breasts.

“Do you like what you see?”

“Please give me a chance to make it through midday without a heart-attack”

“Ok I’ll spare your life for now but make it quick. I can’t wait for you”. We hang up.

I call my husband. I tell him that I’m relaxing and that I needed the few days off. He asks me if you treat me right and I tell him, more than fine. He tells me he loves me and I tell him me too. I ask him to think things through, and that we have plenty to talk about when I come home. I tell him I love him and that nothing will change that.

You come to pick me up at noon and I’m ready to leave wearing a top and some trousers. You take me shopping in the town. I linger in the shops and buy various things. Among everything else, I also bought a sheer nighty. I know you would like that. I get lost in the market and I start looking for you. I call you on your cell phone and you tell me to wait for you at a cafe. I have a sit and order something to drink.

In about half an hour I see you arriving holding bags and a basket. You’re still in your uniform and I ask you why is that. You laugh at me and say that you know that I have a thing for uniforms and I blush. You order some beer to cool off before we head towards somewhere I don’t know. The waiter stares at my cleavage and you get angry. As soon as he gets your beer you tell him to get lost and if you catch him staring at me again you’ll pull his balls off. I panic. I tell you that you have to get hold of yourself. You tell me that if you don’t do that he will make a hit on me. I try to explain that I’m not interested on him so you don’t have to fear anything. You ask me to hit the road.

We rent a small boat and you take me to the middle of the lake where there is a tiny deserted island. I get ecstatic by the view. We land on a small beach and you help me out of the boat. There is a little hut and you lay a thick blanket in its yard under a tree. A bottle of wine, some water and little sandwiches, everything we need for a picnic. I lye on my side on the blanket and serve the wine. You come next to me and lye behind me.

“All the years I’ve been here I haven’t done this before”

“How come?”

“None to do it with”

I ask you if I can have a swim in the lake and if there is a chance that somebody is watching. You tell me that it is totally secluded. I get up and undress until I’m totally naked and start strolling and fooling around you until I get in the water. It’s chilly and I get Goosebumps. My nipples are hard and protruding.

I invite you in. I can feel you coming behind me. I swim around and I know you’re after me. You reach and grab my waist and turn me towards you. I wrap my legs around you and kiss you. I can feel your erection pressing my pussy lips.

“Don’t you ever get rid of that?” I joke.

“Not when you’re around”

The feeling of you touching me underwater is wonderful. I swim around you and hug you from the behind, wrapping my arms around you. My body slides on yours and I enjoy it. My hands travel on you, teasing and playing around your chest, your buttocks and pubic area. You nag about me being a cockteaser. I come around again and wrap again my legs around your waist. I lower myself on your pole and you moan. You swim us towards the shore, still in me and lay me in the sand. You start fucking me slowly. I writhe beneath you. You call me all sorts of names and I just get hornier. The water splashes around us and although it’s rather cold, my heat inside is such that the only thing I can feel is the tip of your stiff member brushing my G-spot as it slides in and out.

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How's Your Sexual Vocabulary?

If someone regards to you as a 'Cocktease' What are you?
Someone who holds food out of reach of a rooster.
Someone who tickles a male's genitals.
Someone who flirts with a guy and pretends to put out but when the time comes they won't.
A Cocktease. DUH! You just got called that.
A flirty person.

So you popped your cherry. What did you do again?
Snapped your gum?
Did the nasty.
Had sex for the first time.
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Whats a cockblock?
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Its a wall with picture of a cock on it.
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The act of obstructing one person's advances towards another.
A block of a cock.

So you know what that is, then whats a cockblocalypse?
When you're out at the bar and you get cockblocked SO BAD it's like the end of the world as you know it.
A cockblock or cock-blockthat it spells/feels like the end of the world.
Its when killer roosters take over the world. DUH!
Like an apocalypse with cocks?
An apocalypse of cock blocks?

Fap attack?
The sound made when you jack off.
The onomatopoeic representation of masturbation. Often used to suggest that something is attractive.
A sound effect for masturbation used often in japanese comics.
To engage in the respectable (and pleasurable) act of sitting down and reading a good work of literature.

When you bang someone named Doppel.
A pair of sausages.
A pair of sausage-like people.
Well first you clone yourself....
A person who has sexual intercourse with someone that looks identical to them but is not related.

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Gay japanese porn.(Female)
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Whats porn?

A REALLY tiny penis.
A hotdog that you found behind the couch.
A nerd.
hahaha.... Thats a funny word.
HA! You thought I'd think it was something dirty didn't you? Its the skin on your elbow. DUH!

When you tease someone with your lips.
A blowjob without putting the whole thing in your mouth.
Talking dirty.
When you tease someone's lips.
Putting on lipstick seductively.

Its in jazz. Scooby-dee-doo-whop.
A scraggly cat.
Sexual practices related to shit.
What 2 girls 1 cup is.
What you DO when you watch 2 girls 1 cup.

A name of a porn star.
The name of a porn star's wang.
Watching porn while your eating a banana.
A banana large enough, firm enough, and yellow enough, to warrant featuring in a full length pornographic film.
Using a banana to get off while filming yourself.

Tat stupid- ass noise that happens when you fuck styrofoam.
A queen reef.
A kind of cracker.
The noise you make every time you see Miley Cyrus.
A vagina fart.

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