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Kindra dropped the correct change into the last washer and hit Start. She had two weeks’ worth of clothing to clean. This was a several hour affair, but it was a Friday night after dark and what else was she going to do, really? In fact, she already had her activity ready. Out came her tablet, preloaded with pirated movies. She didn’t bother wearing earbuds. The noise of the washers drowned out the sounds of her device, and no one else was around. Up? Probably. Around? No way.

Not for a while anyway.

About twenty minutes into her first movie, she noticed someone else walk into the college dorm laundry room. “Oh. Sorry!” she instinctively said. She looked up. It was a tall, thin boy, probably her age (19), and with unkempt but short dark sandy blonde hair.

“No, no, it’s fine,” he replied. He moved around her to the free washers, dropping in his load, then the detergent, and finally his change. He moved to the opposite side of her, leaning back against a dryer after fiddling with his phone.

Kindra went back to her movie. This was awkward, but that was college life for you, wasn’t it? Wasn’t this supposed to be the “college experience?” Meeting new people? Forcing opportunities to meet new people, if that wasn’t really your thing? Like Kindra’s? She noted his loose-fitting clothes and lanky figure, and then sort of ignored him.

“What movie is that?” he asked.

Crap, Kindra thought. She forgot to put in earbuds. “Uh, just a flick,” she half-lied. She was silent for a little bit. “What are you listening to?”

As a response, the boy pulled out one earbud. The music was a genre Kindra didn’t particularly enjoy, but certainly could respect. “That’s pretty cool,” she told him.

“What are you studying?” he asked.

“Chemistry. You?”

“Mech E.” Mechanical Engineering. So they shared maybe one class – Chem 101 – and she already tested out of that her sophomore year. …Of high school. No chance of seeing him around campus.

The next twenty minutes passed in silence. A buzzer went off, then another, and a third. Kindra moved her clothes to the dryer Ankara escort and deposited her next round of change. She went back and sat in front of the washers. “I’ve, um… I’ve seen you around before, I think,” she started. He looked up. “What’s your name?”

“Wallace,” he said.

“Kindra. Nice to meet you,” she smiled.

“Nice to meet you too,” he smiled back.

—

It was only a week when Kindra went back to the laundry room. She learned her lesson this time. She only had a load and a half, so she made two mostly-full loads and started the washers.

Not five minutes passed when Wallace walked in with a load of his own. “Hey!” he exclaimed. “Happy coincidence!”

Kindra blushed a little. That was a cute gesture. “How was your week?” she asked.

“Good. Quizzes on Tuesday, test on Thursday. I had most of today off.”

“Shouldn’t you be out partying with your friends?”

“I don’t really have many yet. I see a bunch of guys in study groups, but that’s purely academic,” he joked.

She nodded.

“What about you?”

She blushed a little harder. “Oh, my roommate has a boyfriend who likes to… uh… occupy the room?”

Wallace laughed. “Wow. So you’re kinda relegated down here, huh?”

Kindra laughed back. “I mean, I guess!”

Before they knew it, the buzzers went off. Kindra moved her loads over and Wallace moved to sit next to her. “Mind if I watch?” he asked courteously.

Kindra hesitated for a moment. Not out of fear – nothing about this boy sprang any red flags. She just wasn’t expecting it. She nodded and looked down to hide her blush.

—

The next week, the two of them found additional excuses to go do laundry. They hadn’t exchanged numbers yet, but somehow they knew the other would be there. Kindra and Wallace grew closer together as they moved closer together in the laundry room. To his credit, she noticed, Wallace didn’t make any move on her. She hadn’t had a really successful relationship in the past, but she wasn’t opposed to her first collegiate flirt being this boy.

It Ankara escort bayan was another Friday when she made her move. She packed up her dry laundry and waved goodbye. “Catch ya next time!” she smiled cheerily. Wallace waved back.

She went up one floor and entered her room, stuffing the clean clothes under her bed. Her roommate wasn’t present, thankfully. She didn’t care where; just so she didn’t come back till much later.

Kindra waited at the door expectantly. She was nervous. She had always been shy. This was a big leap for her. But… “college experience,” right?

Wallace knocked at the door. “Uh… Kindra? Are you in this room?”

She waited a few seconds before opening the door.

“Oh, uh…” Wallace started, “You uh… left this-” he held up one of her socks. He stopped when he noticed she was in a jet black hoodie but not any pants. She grabbed the outstretched arm and pulled him into the room.

She embraced him and inhaled deeply. He hadn’t showered yet. His young musk emanated off him. Good. She wasn’t brave enough to look up at him so she just hugged him closer.

Wallace was dumbfounded. “Um… Hey, I-” He didn’t have a clue what to say. His body began moving on its own, and Kindra was fully consenting to it.

Kindra looked up and her face appeared, her long dark hair flowing behind her, her pale barely-pudgy skin soft as her oversized hoodie. She stood up on her tiptoes and pecked him on the cheek. That was all he needed. He leaned down and smooched her lips passionately. She walked backwards, leading them both to the bed. Kindra was by no means unattractive, but she didn’t exercise – at all – and she was still very self-conscious about her body.

Besides; this oversized hoodie was very comfortable.

Wallace leaned into her as she parked her butt up on the bed. She obediently lay down on her back, letting him tower over her with this long body. Her small height made that easier. He moved his kisses down her neck and began fondling her breasts. She touched his jean zipper. “You have a condom?” Escort Ankara she whispered.

He nodded.

She nodded back and immediately opened his pants. She couldn’t see him but got her first feeling of him. His penis was erect, rock-hard, molten hot to the touch of her fingers. He shivered at the gentle brush of her soft fingertips. His skin felt smooth over the hard muscle. She guestimated maybe six inches long. Her second hand reached beyond and touched his leathery scrotum. His two balls were full and low-hanging. Good signs.

Wallace’s own hands acted now. They pulled at her striped panties and they slid off both legs. He withdrew the condom from his pocket and handed it to her, kissing her soft white skin all over. She fumbled to get the condom on his bulging member though neither seemed to mind, or notice.

She finally got it on and stared into his dark hazel brown eyes. He returned the stare into her pale green eyes. Wallace slowly dipped his throbbing member into her waiting vagina. She didn’t have a hymen to push through. His penis slid in satisfyingly, snugly, fully. She moaned. He grunted. And the work began.

He slid in and out of her. His hot cock pressed against her insides, and her insides responded by covering him in her love juices. Her arms and legs wrapped around this thin body. She needed his companionship so bad. She’d had no idea but it was true. Here he was, on her bed, on her, inside of her, making love to her.

Wallace pushed himself up to look at her. Her body recoiled, a little bit, but all he saw was soft, quiet, hidden beauty. All she saw was the chiseled set of abs and loose-fitting shirt of the tall man claiming his newest conquest. Oh God, but did his cock fill her up! He was so big she couldn’t contain her moans of ecstasy! And his own grunts, oh, they sounded so manly and urgent and brutish! He needed her, she needed him!…

“I’m cumming!” he whispered.

“Outside!” she ordered.

He pulled out. His fingers slipped on the condom, it was so wet. Once he got it off he started stroking vigorously with a whole hand. Kindra panted and watched him work it. His moans crescendoed into a deafening silence as his semen spurted out. It landed in ropy globs on her soft, black hoodie. Finished with his release, Wallace sat back. Both of them panted heavily.

“Well…” she said happily. “Guess I have more laundry to do.”

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Next day evening at about 6.30 pm I went down to meet uncle and gave him a warm kiss on his lips, his right hand eagerly grasped my left boob and pressed. From the time my husband had come uncle is missing my nearness to him.

“Uncle we want to go out, can I take your car” I asked.

“Sure, where are you going…?” his other hand came on my smooth waist and roaming there.

“A friend had invited us for dinner; we may not come in the night, don’t wait for us” I said and fondled his throbbing Rod, which is poking in between my thighs over the saree.

We have started to Pdmaja’s house. I was driving. “You are driving so perfect chandoo; good, by the way how is that you and Dr.Padmaja had become so close that she is inviting you for dinner.”

I just gave smile and concentrated on driving. 10 minutes before 7 pm we were at her door. The moment I saw her; my mouth opened in surprise. She looked so charming and alluring. That is my husband’s situation also. When I looked at him he is drooling at her. I could notice lust for her in his eyes.

Padmaja wore a fine multi colored Georgette saree and matching sleeveless blouse with deep neck and wide back. Bottom of the back is only 2 1/2 inch width to hide the bra strip. At the neck a pencil thick matching color threads are there to tie at the neck. She has wide unblemished back. There is 6 inches gap between her blouse and saree, revealing her soft, fair smooth waist. Her navel is playing hide seek under her saree. She wrapped her saree so tight around her hips that her perfectly fitted panties’ outline is clearly visible.

“Oh, Sunetri come I am waiting for you” she hugged me tight and kissed my cheek then she hugged my husband also almost pressing her fine tits to his chest. Then she looking at my son said “Hi little master, come; I am Padmaja, Padma aunty for you, what is your name?” she asked and lifting him went in. We followed her.

Once we settled in the sofa she took my son Upi in her lap and kissing his cheek again asked his name. “My name is Upamanyu, studying in first class” he feeling shy said. She once again kissed his cheek and made him sit aside and saying that she’ll bring water went in.

“Chandoo.. why is she calling you ‘Sunetri'” Bhargav asked.

“She says that my name should be that only, because my eyes are very beautiful.”

“Good observation and nice name” he said and kept quite.

“Darling how is Padmja..? I whispered to him.

“My God don’t ask.. such a gorgeous and hot..ufff…”

I looked at my son. He is busy in watching POGO channel. I took Bhargave’s lips in me and sucking them and running my right palm on his crotch asked “Is something happening here…?” His is already in full stretch.

‘sshhhsshhh… what are you doing? She may come at any time.. our son is here…” pointing to my son he said.

“It is OK, tell me is there anything happening there…?”

“Don’t ask I have a fear that my boxers will be torn” then again said “something fishy here.. the way she dressed… her looks and her hug so tightly… I have a feeling that something is going to happen.”

“What will happen…?” I asked teasing him.

“Don’t know…”

“Did you observed her tits; so firm and big. You like such isn’t it…?” I winked at him.

“Really very firm; the way her bra fitted to it says that she has a nice pair of knockers.”

“Suppose if a chance comes.. what will you do..?”

“What chance and what to do…?”

“The same what we do during nights on the bed…” I winked at him again.

“Something is funny here, but I don’t think…”

“I said suppose” I am instilling in him that concept.

“Why do you think so, all of a sudden why should she have interest in me, and who am I to her, not even an acquaintance” he thinking about what I said asked me.

“My dear Buddoo husband because I observed something, that’s why I have that feeling…” I looked at my son and pulled my hubby’s nose.

“What? What did you observe…?” he asked looking at me in confusion.

“The way her eyes glints as she saw you… and….” I stopped.

.”..and what..chandoo are you hiding anything from me…?”

“No darling how I can do that to you… you are my darling” And I told him what happened yesterday except our lesbian activities and said “dear she is a poor lady she is devoid of love game from last eight years+. When I heard her story and asked to share you, I accepted. Please dear..plea…” I said.

“But dear it is wrong….”

“Nothing is wrong if it is accepted by two partners.. she wanted you, and you also like her physique… then what is the hitch.”

“But chandoo…”

“No; no buts and ifs. You are accepting for it, I promised already, apart from that I had a desire of threesome, you me and other lady; luckily this opportunity had come handy… please darling, can’t you fulfill this small wish of your love…” I looked into his eyes.

“Chandoo.. you are compelling me… my only wish is that this relationship must not ruin our marriage” my hubby said.

“I promise dear Ankara bayan escort nothing of that sort will happen…” I hugged him.

At that time only Padmaja came with a tray of water glasses and offered us. When she bent in front of me I could see her fair firm boobs up to her nipples. When she did the same with Bhargav, I saw there is a twitch in his loins. I smiled myself. She sat at my side and we had a general talk. After 15 minutes “just a minute” saying so she went in again. I saw Bhargav staring at her rhythmic ass and fondling between his thighs. I followed her.

The moment we were in the kitchen I hugged her from back and took her fine tits and fondling it said… “my.. my…paddu… what a figure you have… aaahh.. if I were a man…”

She turned back and holding my boob asked.. “Voon what will you do…?” she teased me.

“FUCK you…”

“You don’t have a dick dear.. let your husband fuck me and you enjoy the game…”

“Definitely that will take place, don’t you worry..” I kissing her cheek said.

“Thank you dear… I am eager… by the way what he is thinking about me… did I impressed him?”

“Why don’t you ask yourself what effect you gave him” I pinched her nipple over the blouse.

Then we both put everything on the push trolley. She made a lot of arrangements. She prepared chapathis, chicken curry, and some rice for food but for our starter she prepared, chicken lollypops, mutton kebab, chicken pakoda, spiced cashew nuts along with three glasses wine for us and mango juice for my son. With the trolley we both came out. She gave mango juice to my son and asked us to serve ourselves.

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It is about 9.30. we all finished our dinner and at present sitting in the bedroom of Padmaja. My son had already slept. We also changed into casuals. Bhargav wore his pyjama and kameez where as I and Padmaja are in knee length floral cotton skirts and hip length shirts. I and Padmaja removed our bras but not panties. We three sat on the carpet stretching our legs in front.

We all had glasses in our hands which are filled with blue color thin liquid, thinner than water which is emitting exciting aroma and very sweet with tangy taste on our tongues. When asked about the drink she said that is an energy drink which stimulates mind and body. Reclining to the sofas we are savoring the drink. I and Padmaja sat side by side and Bhargav opposite to us.

Padmaja is asking about our marriage, since how long we were married, who all are the relatives we had etc. I too asking such questions to her, she is answering. Specifically I didn’t bring the issue of her husband, as it may hurt her. While talking she folded her leg which created a gap between her legs and I found Bhargav ogling at her fair legs. Seeing this she folded her leg further making a big gap between her legs.

To see how she appears I went and sat at the side of my husband and saw her. Her skirt is up almost up to her knee, through the gap when I saw her swollen pussy covered in a lacy panty. The pinkish tint of her pussy is also visible. Seeing it saliva filled my mouth. I looked at Bhargav, he too seen the same and he gulped the saliva that came in his mouth.

I also noted his pyjama raising and smiled.

“What Bhargav.. you are not talking anything…?” I asked him.

I saw his dick inflated in his pajama making it into a small tent. Bhargav is trying his best to hide it.

“Sunetri I am getting mad about your eyes” all of sudden Padmaja said this.

“Why do you call her Sunetri…?” Bhargav gazing between her thighs asked.

“Can’t you see, she has got such a beautiful eyes? The moment I saw her eyes I fell for her. Did she tell you that I am mad after her..?” She winked at me.

“What…!?

“Yes, I am mad after her, and I am going to make love to her now” Padmaja said leaning over me she kissed my lips. I slowly moaned with her kiss. While kissing she widened her thighs and exhibiting her swollen mound to Bhargav.

“What Bhargav, what are you doing? Your wife is being attacked and you are sitting idle.. do something..” I said and gave a quick wink to him.

By the time Padmaja fully bending over me smooching me. As she is on her knees and bent over me, her ass raised up. Bhargav crawled to us and sitting at her back raised her skirt above her waist. Now Padmaja’s fine round buttocks under panty are in front of my husband. He once soothed her buttock and gave a slap on it.

“Aaaahhh..” Bhargav what are you doing..?” she rubbing her buttock turned her head to Bhargav.

The moment she turned Bhargav pulled her over him, pressed his lips to hers. “ng,,ng..ng.” muffled sound came from her mouth. “good my dear husband… hold her like that” saying this I pulled her skirt from her body. By the time Bhargav inserted his hand in her shirt and held her luscious boob, pressed it.

“Iisss…ssuuu…” padmaja moaned in joy.

“What dear.. what happened..?” I opened her shirt and took one nipple between my fingers and twisted. This game continued Escort bayan Ankara for 5 to 6 minutes. Then suddenly Padmaja turned towards me and said “Sunetri you said your husband had some problem in his scrotum..”

“Ha..yah… few days back he complained that he is getting pain there when it is in full rage…” I said and quickly gave a wink.

“What bhargav..is it still the same situation..?” Padmaja asked.

“I think so…” Bhargav answered meekly.

“Come.. let me examine it…”

“It is alright, I’ll show it to a doctor… later…”

“Don’t worry, I am a physician myself.. come” saying so Padmaja went up to Bhargav holding his hand led him to the cot and made him lie on his back. Bhargav is confused. His dick which was in full erection a few minutes before had turned flaccid. Padmaja pulled his kameez up and opening the knot of his pajama pulled it down up to his knees. He is not wearing any under garment.

I saw Bhargav’s penis in shrunken condition and is lying on his balls like a dead serpent. I noticed a glimpse of smile on Padmaja’s lips. With a gloved hand she pressed his crotch and around with her forefinger, asking Bhargav to tell her if it is painful. When he said there is no pain now she took his shrunken penis in her fingers and fondled it.

There is some momentum in Bhargav’s dick. I found there is a mischievous smile on Padmaja’s lips.

“Alright, turn your head cough for me,” Padmaja said. I smiled myself when I heard ‘for me’ from her mouth. But it made the request a bit more sexual.

Bhargav coughed and Padmaja found nothing of interest, medically, still manipulating Bhagav’s scrotum and testicles. She noticed the stubby shaft of his penis start to stir and push out the longer as she touched his groin. Padmaja looked up at bhargav’s face and his cheeks were flushed as he looked at the wall, the ceiling- that was to the right and not at the Padmaja standing before him.

“Sorry,” Padmaja finally said. “Just double checking something. I want you to cough again.”

If Bhargav looking down at padmaja standing before him, he would’ve seen the hint of a smile in the corner of her lip gloss coated lips. I know this will be torture for Bhargav and I find a smile on Padmaja’s lips.

“Sunetri come here…” she said looking at me. When I went near her she asked me to kiss Bhargav’s navel and rotate my tongue in it.

It is all so funny for me. I bending forward put my lips on Bhargav’s navel and kissed.

Bhargav’s whole body shook with tickle and “Aaahhmmm,,” a moan escaped from his mouth.

Now Padmaja took his testicles in her palm as if weighing, then rolled Bhargav’s testicles around in her palm for a few seconds then rubbed around the base of his shaft, pretending to feel something. Bhargav’s dick s continued to grow. It is taking banana shape and once fully stretched its foreskin rolled back exposing the pink bulb of his dick pointed towards Padmaja now seated on the bed.

“Mmmm…Nice” Padmaja commented seeing my husband’s penis, and said again.. “good length and thickness” and she ran her tongue on her lush lips.

“Do you happen to see many dicks..” I asked.

“Not many, but sometimes I happened to see them. And Chandana your husband’s penis is quite large…” she said. I felt proud.

Her right hand cupped his testicles while prodding gently at his scrotum with a finger, while her left hand wrapped her thumb and index finger around the base of his shaft and worked in circles. His penis was flexing now. She could feel it pushing against her fingers as she closed.

“Hmm…” Padmaja hummed, realizing she had been groping Bhargav for several seconds without explanation. “Sorry, I’m just- I’m feeling something that shouldn’t be here.”

Bhargav looked at her and asked “is there any problem…?” a drop of sweat formed at his brow.

“Oh, no not to be worried yours is fine, hun,” Padmaja smiled seductively and waived at his hands that attempted to cover his erection. “Doesn’t bother you; I find some swell at the base, do you feel this bump right here at the base of your shaft?”

Bhargav’s hand moved to the perfectly normal vein that she was pressing on at the base and mumbled “yes…”

“Has that always been there?”

“Umm… I’m not sure,” he said softly then cleared his throat causing his erection to bounce a little.

“Hmm…” Padmaja hummed again and pretended to think as she stared at it. “Well, it’s possible it could be a serious blockage of blood- or a clot. I’ll need to run a couple more tests, if that’s alright?”

I saw a glimpse of smile on Bhargav’s lips. He is acting perfectly. “Sure. Um, is this serious?” he asked showing anxiety in his eyes.

“Chandana, what do you say…? Can I go for the tests that I intended?

“Yes…” I said.. staring at Bhargav’s erect Lund. “There must not be any pain when he is taking me…”

“I’m sure it’s nothing. Lie down like that on the bed and widen your legs remove your pajama” she said to my husband and then added “Chandana please help him” Bayan escort Ankara she said to me.

I came to him and smiling at him winked and pulled his pajama from his knees.

Padmaja took off her gloves. I am still not entirely sure what she was going to do. She saw at Bhargav through the corner of her eye, he is staring at her thick butt through the tight floral skirt she wore. When she turned around, he turned his head towards the table in the room.

Though, she was 39 which she told me yesterday, she looked much younger. This was accented by the low-cut V tops she wore and short skirts.

She also told me yesterday that ‘Many nights she would peel her clothes off after a couple glasses of wine and under a warm blanket and her fingers would rub down between her thighs. ‘Poor lady’ I thought.

“Just go ahead and lie back and close your eyes for me,” she once again used the words ‘for me’. She sat again on the bed near Bhargav’s waist and looked at him. His eyes are closed. Probably trying imagining what she is going to do. The angle at which she sat, he could very easily see down into her shirt at her ample cleavage.

As some time passed Bhargav’s erection had dwindled to a lazy half limp curve of a shaft that leaned over his left thigh towards Padmaja. She reached up and groped his bare shaft with her bare hand. His warm relaxed skin fit into the palm of her hand gently as she went back to palpating around the base of his shaft.

“I hope you two people might have realized that this isn’t a medical exam, right?” she asked. I smiled myself as Padmaja is opening up now. I looked at Bhargav. Tough his eyes are closed there is a smile danced on his lips.

Cause of her actions his shaft hardened and she pulled it up to his belly with her right hand while her left rubbed slowly and carefully on his testicles in a gentle motion.

Padmaja gripped the shaft, massaged in circles around the base of Bhargav’s penis until he was fully engorged. She let his shaft fall back down and it pointed nearly straight up this time and something glistened at the tip of his bulbous knob. The tiniest drop of pre-ejaculate.

A devious smile grew across Padmaja’s lips as she pulled her hands back. Staring at his erect cock.

“Sunetri, I think now it time for action… come suck your love’s love pole” she said as she herself took Bharagav’s lips in her and kissing.

I came towards Bhargav’s pole once I looked at it. If is fully erected and facing the roof. I slowly bending my head on his dick rotated my tongue around his dick head. “MMMm.. ssss… chandoo… you are killing.. oh..” he mumbled. His cock twitched violently. I took it fully in my mouth and moving my head up and down over his shaft.

Padmaja while kissing took his hand over her bare boob. As if chance had come for him Bhargav squeezed it very hardly… “hhhaaaa… mmm. My dear… they are not going anywhere… you can play with them as you like but be gentle.. She said and ran her palm on his bare stomach. After five minutes of this action I and Padmaja switched our places.

Now she took my hubby’s penis in her small and hot mouth and mouthing him. I kissed bhargav for a while and bending over his face gave my tit to his mouth. Bhargav grabbed it as a hungry child and sucked it so hard that it pained “Oh Bhargav… what Padmaja said is correct be gemtle…” I said.

Padmaja raised her head and looked at me as if what happened…

“See what he has done…it turned red.. and is burning…” I showing my red boob to Padmaja said.

“Bhargav; is there any pakn now…?” she asked.

“No…”

Then she got on to the cot putting her legs on either side of him slowly sat on his phallus guiding with her right hand into her oozing slit. I am seeing at it, as centimeter by centimeter it disappeared in her sheath.

“Now Bhargav.. is there any pain or discomfort when sit like this…?” she once raised her butt and sitting again asked.

I understood very clearly that in the name of medical exam she is fucking him or rather she getting fucked by Bhargav’s solid pole.

“No.. not at all rather I am getting excited…? Bhargav said raising his waist up as she raised her waist up, now he too understood that all this drama is to take good care of his dick.

“What are you feeling like…?” she asked.

“Do you want to the truth…” he mischievously smiling at us asked.

“yes…yes.. tell what you feel like..” Padmaja encouraged him.

“I want to shove my dick hardly in you and fuck you.. while you eat Chandoo’s twat.

“Oh you naughty fellow.. so you want to fuck me.. Ok. I myself is horny, so I’ll fulfill my your wish… yes I give permission for what you wish” she said and climbed down and said “I am at your service.”

Thank you Bhargav said, he too climbed on the bed and he slowly laid Padmaja on her back as gentle as possible. He climbed on the bed and sat on his knees at her waist. He started giving light kisses. First he kissed her forehead, eyebrows, her beautiful eyes… “Bh…ar..ga..v.. sshhhhh…” she coed in his ears. I’m watching my hubby as a mesmerized person. Now he came to Padmja’s sharp nose, then pushed his tongue in her nostrils, she giggled for this. He still came down to her soft lips, ran his tongue on her lips, further down on her chin, on her cheeks, nape of the neck, neck and down on the swell of her big boobs.

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“Sniff these.” Said Anya passing him the pair of panties as she took off her robe and slipped naked into bed beside him.

“I gather they aren’t yours.” He said, sniffing hard at the material, the arousing smell of pussy and the naked sight of Anya sending blood rushing to his cock.

“No.” she said smiling. “I think your boss had someone over last night.”

“Whoever it was must have been treated to a nice aroused cunt.” He said taking another deep sniff.

“I know.” She said taking them back off him and sniffing them again. “They’re fucking making me wet.”

“Good.” He said, leaning over and slipping a hand between her legs.

“Oh yes, rub my clit.” She sighed, opening her legs wider for him with the panties pressed to her nose. His finger stroked between her parted lips, gliding over her hard aroused clit, rubbing it rhythmically, over and over. Her moans grew louder as her arousal increased and she forced her legs apart even more. He could feel her growing wetter by the second and every now and then he slipped his finger down to drag her silky wetness from her flooded opening up onto her hard throbbing clit.

“Oh that’s it, keep rubbing.” She moaned, grasping his rigid cock and pulling it with her excitement as he fingered her wet cunt. He rubbed her faster, alternating between his fingertip on her clit and two fingers up inside her. She was shaking, her hand pulling him even faster as her orgasm grew closer. The panties were forgotten as she pulled him with one hand and grasped the sheets with the other.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.” she cried out. He felt her stiffen and her legs go rigid as his fingertip rubbed her over the edge and her pussy erupted in orgasm.

“Oh fuck!” she cried, gripping his cock tight, pulling it fast with her legs scissoring and her belly jerking in spasms. A tiny squirt of wetness gushed from her urethra wetting the bed between her legs. She kept pulling him fast and within seconds of witnessing her orgasm, he came too, his cock spurting thick strands of cum onto her belly. Both of them lay there breathing hard, her hand still wrapped around his cock with the last drops of cum leaking from it and him with his fingers buried in her drenched slit. Fuck that had been so fucking nice. What a way to start their morning.

Little did they know that upstairs the two inhabitants of his boss’s room had much the same idea, the only difference being that he was lying between her open legs fucking her for all he was worth, driving every inch of his hard cock into her as hard and deep as he could. It was a wonder they couldn’t hear her load moans from downstairs as she fucked him back hard, her snapping cunt squirting over both of them as it came. She was so loud and her orgasm so hard, that she didn’t even notice that he had cum as well. She would know soon enough when her cunt started leaking the massive load his excited cock had pumped into her.

When Anya walked into the living room she found his boss looking around on the floor and under the coffee table.

“Are you looking for these?” She asked Claire twirling the panties around her finger.

“I wondered where they had gotten to.” Claire said.

“Someone’s been a dirty girl.” Anya joked.

“Come and I’ll tell you all about it over a coffee.” Claire said. Anya followed her into the kitchen and Claire poured two cups of coffee.

“Well.” Claire started. “I was so horny after talking about your boyfriend’s cock with my friend Amanda that I couldn’t even get rid of the ache after dildoing myself.”

“Is Amanda the one he fucked yesterday?” Anya asked.

“Yes, that’s her.” Claire replied. “Anyway, I decided to go out, pick up a complete stranger and fuck him.”

“Your plan worked then,” said Anya smiling.

“It most certainly did. I didn’t even know his name until after we had fucked twice.”” Claire said laughing. “As a matter of fact, he’s still upstairs.”

“I gather it was good then?” Anya enquired.

“He’s not as well-endowed as your boyfriend, but what he lacks in size he certainly makes it up with enthusiasm.” Claire told her.

“Good for you. Besides, my fella needs a break from time to time.” Anya said and they both laughed.

“He fucking well did after Amanda was through with him.” Claire told her

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“I know.” Anya said. “He told me all about her. Said he thought his cock was going to drop off, poor lad.” She told Claire and both of them burst out laughing.

“You never said how you came to have my panties.”

“Oh, I was sniffing them while he fingered me in bed.” Anya told her unashamedly.

“That sounds so fucking sexy. I’m jealous” Claire said meaning it.

“You never know maybe I could bring a pair of mine up later and do the same to you.” Anya told her, the very thought of it causing a stirring between her legs.

“That would be so fucking good.” Claire replied, her cunt also aroused at the thought.

“I’ll rub myself through these ones. That should make them nice and smelly.” Anya said with her pulse raised.

“I can’t wait.” Claire replied Ankara escort with her chest starting to heave a little. With that, Anya thanked her for the coffee and left to run some errands leaving Claire with a wet throbbing pussy. She hoped Bill was up for another fuck because she was aching between the legs right now. Putting her coffee cup in the sink, she made for the stairs. Hopefully she could get him hard enough to fuck her one last time before he needed to leave. And leave he must before Anya turned up with her pussy scented panties later on.

It appeared he was on again. His boss Claire had taken a call from one of her friends in desperate need of some big cock, specifically his big cock. As it turned out, the desperate friend was the chubby woman he had first fucked at Claire’s party. If he was going to be doing this job he was just glad it was her. He remembered her curvy body and delectable pussy. It had been arranged for him to go to her house just after lunch. He phoned Claire to advise her of the plans and she said it would work out well and went on to explain her own plans with Claire and the panties she was wearing as they spoke. He was more than happy with that. She could have all the pussy she wanted as long as it wasn’t a cock going near her. It seemed a double standard with him off fucking other women but they had agreed there was a reason for that. He felt guilty about enjoying fucking them but as Anya had pointed out; if they are paying then he should at least show some enthusiasm. It made sense, that and the fact that if his heart wasn’t in it his performance wouldn’t be great.

“Did Anya tell you about our plans for this afternoon?” Claire asked him as he was about to walk out the door.

“Yes she did.” He told her. “Sounds like you’re both going to have some fun.”

“It’s a pity you wont be there.” She said. “There’s always room inside my pussy for that lovely cock of yours.”

“I know I’ve been there.” He said laughing as he walked out of the house.

She was just as he remembered when she answered the door to him. Curvy in all the right places with nice smooth thick thighs and full round breasts. She was beaming to see him again. It seemed so long since they were last together. He couldn’t wait to see her pull her panties down. Her cunt was to die for and he was eager to fuck it. So eager that as he walked in the front door he could feel his cock growing rapidly. She led him into the living room and poured them both a drink. There was plenty of time and she wanted to savour the anticipation as long as she could. Handing him a glass, she sat down opposite him. It was perfect. It gave him an opportunity to peek up her short skirt and if he was lucky, get a glimpse of her panties. He didn’t have to wait long. As she made herself comfortable, her legs opened slightly revealing an arousing strip of material between her thighs with a pronounced wonderful cameltoe. Fuck! He remembered those lips beneath the strip of cloth. Puffy and rounded with their soft pink inner lips nestled in between them. He was hard and he hoped she could see it, in fact she had. Her eyes had wandered to his crotch and she was delighted to see him just as aroused as she was. It was just a pity he couldn’t see the wetness starting to absorb into her panties right now. She wanted to make small talk but couldn’t think of a thing to say.

“I can’t wait to fuck you.” She blurted out instead.

“Show me your cunt.” He told her just as aroused as her. Still holding her glass in one hand, she opened her legs, reached under her skirt with her other hand and pulled her panties aside. His cock jerked hard in his pants as he gazed at her lovely shaved cunt. It was slightly parted and wet and he wanted to fuck it badly.

“Your turn,” she whispered with a tremor of arousal in her voice. Taking a swig from his glass, he put it down, took hold of his zipper and pulled it down. Reaching inside his pants, he pulled out his huge hard cock, already leaking precum from its tip. She groaned at the sight of it. She had wanted it inside her for what seemed like so long.

“Pull it for me.” She croaked; her mouth dry with excitement. Taking his hard thick shaft between his thumb and fingers, he started to pull his cock, sliding his hand up and down the length of his shaft. She stared at his hand mesmerized, her wet pussy throbbing between her legs. He watched as she put down her glass and slid her hand down between her legs, her fingertips sinking between her wet lips. Breathing hard with arousal, she rubbed at her cunt, her excitement growing with the sight of him pulling and the fingertip stroking her hard throbbing clit. They wanted each other, wanted to watch and wanted to fuck. She was moaning and gasped when more precum oozed from the tip of his cock. Fuck he wanted her. Watching her rub herself had his cock straining, wanting to cum. He couldn’t take anymore. He stopped pulling and forced his cock back in his pants.

“Oh fuck, why did you stop?” she asked in a frustrated voice, her hand still rubbing at her cunt.

“I Ankara escort bayan didn’t want to cum.” he told her. “I want to save it so I can squirt it all over your lovely cunt when I fuck you.” His words were as good as two more fingers rubbing her clit as she pictured him doing it and she cried out in utter excitement, her hand rubbing herself frantically.

“Oh fuck!” she groaned as she came, bent double with her hips thrusting backward and forward on the chair with her hand trapped between her clenched thighs. He was so glad his cock was in his pants or he would have cum right there and then.

“Do me right here.” She said starting to frantically rip off her clothes, her pussy aching for his cock. Fuck the bedroom she wanted it now! Standing up knowing she was desperate for him to be inside her, he stripped off quickly. With his rampant cock swinging in front of him he crossed the room to where she was sitting. Her legs were open and waiting but as he got to her, she reached out and grasped his cock. Leaning forward with her mouth wide open she enveloped its bloated head. A wave of pleasure surged through him as she took him into her warm moist mouth. Hungrily she sucked him, tasting his precum and licking the huge head. Fuck she loved the taste of him in her mouth. She badly wanted to feel him cum in her throat but knew it would be a waste. Much better to watch his cock spray her with it’s cum as he climaxed. He was moaning and she could tell he was more than a little aroused. Releasing his cock, she leaned back in her chair and spread her legs wide. Gripping his cock, he bent at the knees and pressed the head between her puffy lips. This was it; he was going to fuck her. She quivered in anticipation. Feeling her opening against the tip of his cock he pushed into her, the huge head opening her up and slipping inside.

“Oh fuck!” she cried out in release as his hard cock filled her tight wet cunt. It had ached to feel that. He grabbed her big round tits as he began thrusting into her, tugging at her hard nipples as he slid in and out with long deep stroked of his cock.

“Oh that’s it, fuck me.” She moaned as his hips thrust between her open legs, pushing his thick hard cock deep into her eager wet pussy. Both their minds were in a whirl, lost to the fucking, their only desire to cum and cum hard.

“Oh God!” she murmured, her pussy suddenly on the verge of cumming. Grunting hard and filled with lust he thrust into her as hard as he could. She went stiff and with a loud wail came with a hard shaking orgasm. Ramming into her he felt himself go numb. Pulling out of her quickly, he gripped his quivering cock and with an equally loud groan squirted cum all over her tits and belly, rubbing the head of his cock between her legs as the last of his cum spewed from its tip. Contentedly, she rubbed his cum all over herself, leaving his cum between her legs until last. When she went to remove her hand from between her legs he stopped her. She knew what he wanted. He wanted to watch her masturbate. Watching him, she started to rub between her slippery lips, gliding her fingertips up and down from opening to clit. She could see the arousal in his face as he watched and it excited her. She rubbed at her clit harder, her breathing becoming shallow. Fuck, she was going to make herself cum. His hand was gripping his cock pulling it as he watched her grow closer and closer to orgasm. Moaning almost there, she slid her fingers down and jammed them inside her.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum.” she panted thrusting her fingers hard into her saturated pussy. He was pulling himself faster staring at her fingers and wet cunt.

“Oh shit!” she gasped, thrusting her cunt up hard and frantically pushing her fingers into it. With strands of precum hanging from the tip of his excited cock, he watched as she came hard and gushed all over her own fingers. Taking hold of her hand when she had finished, he greedily licked all her squirt off them.

Minutes later they were sprawled naked on the sofa with fresh drinks, their clothes still strew all over the floor. She couldn’t stop admiring his cock even in its flaccid state and he was just as taken with her glistening wet puffy shaved pussy.

“I fucking needed that.” She said. “It’s been ages since I’ve had a nice big cock inside me.”

“We’re not done yet.” He told her.

“You’re getting spoiled today.” She said looking down at her pussy. He certainly hoped so, he wanted to be inside her at least once more that afternoon but for now, they would just relax while he rallied the troops.

Back at his house, Anya wearing no panties climbed the stairs towards Claire’s bedroom. In her hand was a gift wrapped box containing the panties she had just been wearing that day. She had worn them all day and rubbed herself to orgasm a couple of times in them thinking about the encounter she was about to have. They were fresh off her and heady with the scent of her pussy, she had checked, sniffing them herself. Claire was going to love her little present. Opening Claire’s bedroom door, she found Escort Ankara her in bed naked and waiting.

“I have a little present for you.” She told Claire, crossing the room and handing her the gift box. As Claire opened the present, Anya took off her clothes and slipped into bed beside her. She was kneading Claire’s breast and rolling her nipple when Claire opened the box lid.

“Oh my.” Claire said, taking out the panties and pressing them to her face. Anya watched excited as Claire inhaled her scent off them.

“Fuck they smell good.” Claire said, lying back on her pillow and pressing them to her face again. Anya’s hand ran down over Claire’s stomach. Claire opened her legs and Anya’s hand slipped between them. Slowly, she started to glide her fingertips over the tips of Claire’s lips, up and down her aroused pussy, her fingers gradually delving deeper between them. Claire moaned and smothered her face with the panties as her fingers her wet opening and massaged her hard clit.

“Yes! Rub my cunt.” Claire murmured, her pussy starting to throb with the excitement of the fingers between her legs and the glorious smell of Anya’s pussy on the panties pressed under her nose. Aroused, she rubbed both of their pussies at the same time, her excitement building with Claire’s. Both women were now moaning, feeding off each other’s excitement. Rubbing her clit, Anya shoved two fingers roughly into Claire’s drenched opening.

“That’s it, fuck me with those fingers.” Claire told her wanting her throbbing cunt finger fucked hard. Abandoning her own aroused pussy, Anya concentrated on Claire’s. She drove her two fingers hard into the woman’s cunt, fucking her like a cock that was desperate to cum. Claire moaned with pleasure, grinding her cunt up against the fingers ramming into it. Her hand slipped down to her pussy and she rubbed her clit as Anya desperately tried to finger fuck her to orgasm.

“Oh shit.” Claire cried out, her cunt starting to spray squirt over both their hands in her excitement.

“Fucking cum!” Anya yelled, pushing hard into her cunt. It set Claire off. Her legs shook and she bucked hard at the two hands between her legs as she came with her back arched off the bed. Anya wasn’t done yet, she wanted to taste that squirt glistening all over Claire’s saturated cunt and thighs. Sliding across between her legs, she buried her face in the woman’s cunt, licking and sucking at the soft lips and in between them.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop!” Clair cried out, instantly aroused again, her pussy rocketing towards another orgasm. Anya licked into the pool of wetness at the base and lapped hard at her hard clit.

“Jesus, shit, oh fuck!” Claire howled, her whole body bucking and shivering on the bed as she came even harder again. More than pleased with her efforts, Anya gently licked at Claire’s cunt slowly as she came down from her climax. Sliding up over her smiling with her face glistening with wetness she looked down at Claire.

“Do you want to taste your cunt on me?” she asked. Claire nodded eagerly. Anya bent and they kissed, sharing the strong taste and scent of Claire’s lovely wet pussy.

Across town, he slid on top of her as she lay on the couch with her legs wide open. They were both primed and ready to fuck again. His cock was rigid and she couldn’t wait to feel his large balls empty their load of cum inside her. He worked his way up her, kissing over her mound and over her stomach and onto her large round breasts. She sighed with pleasure as her took each of her hard nipples in his mouth, sucking and tugging on them. As he moved higher, she felt his hard cock press between her legs. Oh fuck she wanted that big hard cock. Eager to have him inside her aroused cunt, she reached down between them, took hold of his thick shaft and rubbed the even thicker head up and down between her pussy lips, finally settling it at her wet waiting opening. Feeling it there, he slowly forced himself inside her. She moaned as he stretched her open and slid inside her warm wet cunt. With determination, he worked himself deeper, sliding his thick cock in and out of her, feeding her more of him with every slow thrust.

“Oh yes fuck me,” she sighed as his cock slid in and out of her, the swollen head rubbing against the walls of her pussy, exciting her cunt more each time he pushed it in her. As her arousal grew he thrust faster, pushing in deep, starting to fuck her.

“Oh God fuck me.” She moaned wanting him to fuck her harder. “Fuck my cunt.” He began driving in hard, ramming himself between her legs, thrusting deep inside her aching wet cunt.

“Yes!” she cried, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he speared her with hard thrusts of his straining cock. He wanted to cum too. Her cunt was driving him wild, gripping his cock in its excitement. Pressed against her he fucked into her as hard and fast as he could. Both of them were going to cum. Oh fuck. She cried out and he let out a bellow as she came and his cock erupted inside her, filling her squeezing cunt full of warm thick cum. She clung to him, her whole body shivering in orgasm as his jerking cock spewed out the last of his seed deep inside her. Holy fuck, even as they lay locked together, he had already decided he was going to fuck her again after they’d had a bit of a break.

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