Catch me in Chicago (closed)

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OCC: This will be a closed thread written by Ariosto and myself. Of course you are all cordially invited to read along and PM us with any comments or suggestions.



IC: It wasn’t as if I signed on looking for a guy. Quite the opposite. Jerry, my husband of almost 20 years, had finally convinced me that we should try "expanding our horizons" sexually. We’d spent several months discussing it and while the idea of inviting someone into our bed was very intriguing to me, I didn’t know how I’d actually feel about being with another woman. Or watching my husband make love to another woman!

I’d done my homework on the internet and found the best site for couples in Chicago to get together. Yes, that’s right, a swinger’s site. The title just didn’t seem to fit Jerry and I, but I had been told that this was the place to find single woman interested in hooking up with a couple. I paid the 3-month subscription charge and logged in. Instead of being taken directly to a chat room or even given the opportunity to cruise through the ads, I was directed to a 27 item questionnaire. I filled in the answers as honestly as I could without revealing too much about who we really were. There was a place where you could add a picture to your profile but I declined that for the moment. Forty-five minutes later, I was ready to start browsing the ads.

I selected "COUPLE looking for BI-FEMALE". I choose the age range between "21-40". I hit the "ENTER" button. A full page of ads came up, some with pictures, some without. Of course, I went to the ones with pictures first. By the end of the first day, I had selected a bevy of beauties that I could envision spending time with. I had sent the same message to each which read:

Attractive, intelligent, successful couple seeking princess to pamper and spoil. He’s 42, tall, dark and extremely handsome. She’s a young 40 with blonde hair, blue eyes and a killer body. We desire discretion, honesty and a sense of adventure. We both smoke and drink but refrain from drugs. We’re disease-free and insist upon the same. Pictures available upon request. Can we wine you and dine you and have you for dessert?

A week went by with hardly a nibble. Finally, one of the other couples on the site emailed to say we’d get a far better response rate if we added our picture. By this time, Jerry was getting anxious and I was feeling lulled into a sense of security within the site. I added a nice shot of us from our recent vacation to Maui, Jerry looking tan and fit and me in a turquoise bikini that showed the bronze curves I worked hard to maintain. Suddenly, our mailbox was filled with offers. Unfortunately, they were mainly from other swinging couples interested in a foursome. Jerry was not interested in that at all! I declined as gracefully as I could.

Then one day while I was looking at the single female ads, I stumbled upon one that I didn’t remember seeing before. Her name was ANGIELOVES2. Her picture was stunning. Her profile sounded intelligent and witty and she was 28 years old, never married and just "looking for new experiences".

I wrote her immediately. She responded almost as quickly. . .

LOL! This is very strange. My friend was just talking about you and wondering if he should sent you a PM. He told me you were only looking for a girl but he wondered if you might consider a guy. He thinks you’re very hot. And I can vouch for how cute he is. What do you think?

I read her response dejectedly. She was obviously not interested in us. Trying to be nice, I wrote back:

I guess you’re not interested, so sure! I’ll take a look at your friend.

She responded: Sorry, I don’t date anyone over 40. It just doesn’t work for me. But my friend likes older women and he’s really excited about talking to you. His screen name is HANDSOMEGUY42, why not take a look?

I pulled up the profile on HANDSOMEGUY42 reluctantly. This was a waste of time. Jerry would never allow another man in our bed and I wasn’t interested in having an affair. Nevertheless, I wanted to see the guy that thought I was "hot".

His picture popped up on my monitor in my office and I felt a bolt of electricity race through me. No way. There was no way the man in the picture could be the same guy that was interested in me. He looked about 32, with dark, neatly trimmed hair, his eyes sparkled mischievously from his boyish good looks. He was dressed in a suit and tie that fit his broad shoulders and narrow waist impeccably.

I stood and walked over to my office door, shutting it quietly and returning to the keyboard. Taking a deep breath, I opened a new PM box and typed in his name. In the subject line I wrote:

Hi Handsome.. . .

A mutual friend of ours seems to think that you were interested in chatting with me. I’m sure she must be mistaken. You’re absolutely gorgeous! Unfortunately, I must be honest with you. . .my husband and I are seeking a single female. Sorry to disappoint.


I hit the "SEND" button and waited.
 

"Go ahead!...email her back."
Alex Knight looked over his shoulder at the naked body of his girlfriend and grinned.'
"Sure Valerie, but this was your idea...maybe you should write for me."
She put her arms over his shoulders and rubbed her breasts against his back. She smelled like soap and shampoo.

"Okay lover, I'll dictate...you type."

"Hi there! What a surprise! and where do you get off calling me GORGEOUS!?...Viril and handsome maybe...well endowed and witty...but gorgeous?...nah."

Alex paused,
"Your good at this...you sure you don't want the job? They are looking for a woman."

"Hush!...let's see....'You on the other hand are a knockout! You look younger than my girlfriend in fact and she's damned fine!'...
Don't say anything Alex, just keep typing"

"Yes Boss."

"I've been fantasizing about being with you ever since I saw your picture. I'd love to be in bed with you right now, kissing those magnificent breasts and getting hard against your...."

His fingers froze.
"Valerie I can't type when your doing that."

She'd unzipped his fly and freed his cock which she was stroking to rapid attention.

"Oh...okay let's finish up fast...'warm body. But first things first.
I'm attatching my ICQ and AOL Messenger handles to this message. How about meeting me tonight around 11. If this doesn't suit you then email me a rendezvous time and I'll be waiting!

PS...Have you alwayswanted to make love to two men at once or will we be taking turns...;)
....Okay..mail it!"

She was stroking him faster now and nibbling the back of his neck.
He hit send at almost the same time he exploded.
 
I read his response as it flashes across my screen.

PS...Have you always wanted to make love to two men at once or will we be taking turns...

The space between my thighs suddenly became warm and moist. I scrolled back up to read my initial greeting to him. No. I had made it very clear that Jerry and I were looking for a woman. Hell, it was written all over the profile I had filled out. Yet, the idea of this gorgeous stud stuffing my pussy with his throbbing cock while Jerry filled my mouth with his was making me restless. I teetered back and forth on my chair.

"Ummm, while that sounds like a lot of fun, Handsome, I’m afraid my husband would not share your enthusiasm. He’s not quite ready to share me with anyone else, except another lady friend. Sorry."

I wondered how it would feel to have him in my ass and Jerry in my pussy at the same time. I was seriously dancing about on my chair now.

I cut and pasted his AIM and ICQ handles into my buddy lists quickly before responding again.

"Besides, I’m tucked in bed, all safe and sound at 11:00 p.m. I’m a working girl, ya know! As a matter of fact, I’m in my office right now and you’re making things quite warm around here. . .I may have to open a window! LOL!"

Glancing guiltily at the shut door to my office, I slowly pulled up the hem of my skirt, slipping a finger through the elastic on the inside of my thigh. I stirred the hot juices that were flowing freely into my panties and waited for him to write back.

A minute went by. Nothing.

Five minutes. Nothing.

My pussy was completely drenched and pulsing wildly. I needed a release but I didn’t dare in my office. What if I got caught? I’d never be able to live it down, especially being manager of a completely male staff. I had to stop this. Plus, HANDSOME hadn’t written back. Maybe I’d discouraged him.

Pulling my glistening fingers out from under the elastic with a soft snap, I dried them on my upper thigh and tried to resituate myself. A knock at my office door signaled the end of my "research" on the website and I clicked off the internet before crossing my office to open the door to a busy and productive afternoon’s work.
 

She stared at the words on the monitor and wondered what to do.


Hi there!
I looked for you last night but you wern't there...*sigh*.
I guess that means my offer was declined. Too bad I'd loved to have made you a happy woman....vain aren't I?
I did talk to Val this morning and she said she would overlook her 'thing' about men over 40, (I'm not to far away from that myself!) and join the two of you but only if I'm included...Loyal girlfriend huh?
How does that sound to you?

I'll be on again tonight at 11, if the sandman don't getcha!

Oh Valerie says to tell you that I have a magnificent cock and that I'm a terrific fuck!....I aims to please...

I can also verify to you that Val is phenomenon in the sack.
The girl will do anything!

So the four of us together are just waiting to happen...
It'll be great!

Let me know...hopefully tonight.


Alex...aka HandsomeGuy42
 
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My fingernails tapped quietly against the keys of the keyboard. How to respond to him? I knew there would be no way Jerry would go for a foursome, he'd made it quite clear there was no way he could deal with me being with another guy. . .even if he were with another girl!

HANDSOME42 certainly was very handsome and something inside of me didn't want to lose this connection I had made but to what end? I didn't have a clue. Plus, I was intrigued by the thought of his magnificent cock. . .

Dear Alex,. . .

I glanced up at the open door to my office and decided it might be better to shut it. Poor guys in the office, usually when my door was shut it meant someone was about to get the ax. Ah well, I stood and walked over to shut it, returning to the screen.

While I'm sure your cock is absolutely magnificent and delicious, I'm afraid there's no way in hell my husband will reconsider his position on this matter.

As far as signing on from home that late in the evening, it would be next to impossible without Jerry (that's my husband) wondering what I was up to.

I'm afraid our discussions will have to be during regular business hours. Hope that's not too inconvienent for you. Plus, I kind of like it that way. . .I can pull up my skirt in front of my window, spread my legs over Michigan Avenue and "dabble" a bit while I think about that lucious cock of yours.

Tell me, does Val give great head? I love to give head, yummmmm. I've been told I'm the best actually. Too bad Val and I couldn't have a little competiton. ::wicked grin::

Have a great day, Handsome. I know I will.

Jessica


Hey, I can give as good as I get. If he wanted to torment me, I could make it hard for him too.
 

He readv the email and grinned.
The gallery where he worked was on Ontario.
Michigan Avenue was around the corner.
He had an idea.

Dear Jessica,
The thought of you and Valerie in a contest to see who gives me the best head is pretty damned appealing and I'm sure she'd be up for it...I KNOW I would.
The very thought is making me stiff right now. I'm imagining I can look out my window and see you in that window baby...oh yes indeed.
God damn my cock is hard right now.
Wish you could see it even if you can't suck it!...<grin>

Too bad about Hubby, we'd have been a fine quartet.
On my end valerie is holding out. No Alex...No Valerie...so why not let them nobly stand their ground and you and I will get together and fuck like little rabbits!

I had a thought.
What if I could find you...Hey dont worry I'm no stalker!
I mean a game...if I can find you...I can have you.

I know your name is Jessica and you work on Michigan Avenue.
You have an office with a window facing the street, keep normal business hours have blonde hair, blue eyes and a killer body. Your married, 40 years old but don't look it.
That's what I know.
I can walk to Michigan Ave during my lunch hour...now how about another clue or two and we'll play the game.
Whaddya say?
Could be fun!
GOD DAMN I"M HARD AND HORNY!

Alex

 
Jessica strolled back into her office after late lunch and immediately checked her email. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the message from HANDSOME. She double-clicked and read his words hungrily.

A contest, hmm? A wicked little smile flitted over her pink pouting lips. It could be fun but. . .what if she lost? Could she really let him do wherever he wanted to do with her? Her daredevil nature pushed the thought from her mind. She wanted to play this game! And besides, she wouldn’t get caught. . .

Dear Alex,

I accept the challenge. I think it’s quite possible we’ve already passed each other on the street without even realizing it! Now I’ll have to keep a better eye out for you, luv.

Clues, you say? Okay, how’s this for a start . . .while my window does overlook Michigan Avenue, I can’t see the lake but I do have a nice view of the river. Also, you can find me outside my building while I take my cigarette breaks at 10:30 am, 12:30 p.m. and 3:30 p.m. sharp. I smoke Newport Lights.

So tell me. . .just what would you like me to do to you IF you were to catch me? Paying homage to that magnificent cock of yours is a given, but what else? Naughty minds want to know. . .

Jessica


She hit SEND and glanced at the clock. Time to step out for a smoke. Slipping on her Ray Bans and applying a shiny glint of lipstick, she checked the mirror in her office.

Not bad. Not bad at all.
 

He looked at the clock. It was 3:10 now.
Even if he could get Sandy to watch the gallery it would take him a good 15 minutes to walk to the River from Ontario.
He could do it...but.
No he'd play the game a bit further first.
He began typing...

Good clues darlin, I think you want to get caught! <Grin>
Don't worry, when I find you there'll be lots of time for you to honor my cock. I'm holding it in my hand now, watching it grow while i type this to you. its long and thick and it's going to feel sooooo good inside your sweet pussy.
But the first thing i'm going to do is suck your tits. I want my hands and my mouth all over them.
do you like having your nipples played with?

*I'm jerking off for you now...no more caps.*

your nipples pulled and stroked...pinched...then licked and kissed...sucked into my mouth so my tongue can roll them and tease them...how close to cumming will that bring you...
god baby im hard, i want to fuck you right now...look for me i'm coming for you...be there in
15 minutes...


He hit send and grinned. He hadn't lied, he was masturbating in the privacy of his office.
Tomorrow would be time enough to find her, right now he needed to finish fucking a dream.
 
She returned to her office and signed back on her computer. It had been the most exciting cigarette break she had ever taken. Just standing on Michigan Avenue, knowing he could walk up to her anytime and call her bluff. What would she have done? Could she keep her side of the dare? She didn't know about that but she did know she was very wet and very horny once she made her way back up to her office.

Reading his response didn't help her situation. She imagined him somewhere close by, stroking off to the thought of her and her delicious tits. He had no way of knowing how much she loved having her tits played with. Squeezed. Fondled. Sucked. Pinched. She was actually squirming on her chair as she wrote back to him.

Dear Alex,

I missed you downstairs. What a shame. What a waste of this hot wet pussy just waiting for you to slide in and make yourself comfortable. Ah, well, there's only tomorrow. . .

By the way, I'd love it if you'd spank me hard as you fucked me from behind. That's my favorite position. What's yours?

Wet & Waiting,

Jessica


Later that night, while Jerry was laying back enjoying one of her mind-blowing blow jobs, Jess's thoughts were on another cock in another place.
 

When Jessica got to her office the next morning and flipped on her PC she found this email from Alex...

Slapping your ass while I stuff my cock in your pussy from behind?
Sure I can do that but first I'd like to tie your wrists to something low so you'll have to bend over...way over with your long legs spread...in heels, of course. Then I'll kiss my way up the inside of your thighs and roll my tongue all over your cunt, teasing your clit and slipping the tip into your hot little box, then I'll rub my stiff penis up and down your ass and pussy till your wet as hell...

You following me?
I'm hard as a fucking rock again Jess. Thinking about this.

Then I'll slowly push myself into you...I'll hold your cheeks wide apart so I can see everything and I'll watch the head of my cock disappear into those wet pink lips of yours....

Ohhh Yesss...
Hey Valerie's here. This is really turning her on.
Sh's wearing a little short dress...bending over, flipping it up...Oh god...Look at that pretty cunt...
Sorry Jess, I have to fuck her right now but I'll be on the Avenue at three and I'll be wearing a burgandy windbreaker in case you want to say hello...;)



OOC...last post for a while beautiful...but I'll be back.
 
A searing bolt of jealousy zipped through her. Valerie was getting that cock that Jessica wanted so badly. Not fair! She didn’t want him to have a release to the teasing she was giving him. She wanted him rock hard and craving only her pussy. Suddenly she realized how bizarre that thought was. Afterall, he did have a partner as well as her having Jerry. This was no secret. Alex was the one that wanted a foursome. She had been the one to decline the invitation and play this little game with him instead. What was she going to do if he actually approached her on the street? Would she remain faithful to Jerry or would she give in to her wanton lust for this guy?

The work day dragged on unmercifully. She had checked her email constantly, hoping her would write something.
Nothing came.

She had sent him a few more clues.
o She could see the booth where WGN radio broadcast from.
o The block she worked on included a bank and a hotel.
o She could smell Billy Goat’s hamburgers outside her building.

The anticipation was almost too much. The numbers on her desk clock flipped to 3:00 and she jumped from her chair. Grabbing her purse, she made her way down the hall to the ladies room and stepped inside. Inside the stall, she slipped her panties off and tucked them in her purse. She had trimmed her pussy just for him this morning. Dabbing a tiny bit of perfume on the inside of her thighs, she could feel her wetness beginning. Resisting the urge to stick her fingers where they didn’t belong, she walked over to the mirror and applied a sheer coat of gloss over her wicked smile. Slipping on her sunglasses, she strolled to the elevator and waited. The doors opened and she pressed 1, descending to street level.

She scanned the street as she stepped out and shakily lit her cigarette. No burgundy windblazer in sight. Leaning back against the wall, a slight breeze lifted the hem of her skirt and she remembered her naughty little secret. She was ready for him if he were to find her.
 

He laughed...these weren't clues, they were a fucking roadmap!
When the clock showed five till, he stood up and took the windbreaker from the hanger but then on second thought tossed it on his desk and left the office.
It was a ten minute stroll to where she was and it wouldn't do to get there early. He was sure he'd know her, positive in fact.
He spent the minutes walking over constructing a mental image of Jessica and when he crossed the bridge over the Chicago River he saw her. Instant recognition...he melted into the crowd.

She stubbed out her cigarette and sighed. She'd been there 15 minutes and couldn't stay any longer. The only man she'd seen in a maroon jacket was balck and weighed 300 pounds. Not exactly Alex.

"Hi there."
She spun around and into his arms which locked around the small of her back and drew tight in a crushing embrace.
She hardly had time to register his familiar face before his lips were welded to hers in a passionate kiss.

*Alex!...Her mind raced...she stiffened...GOD! they were standing on a crowded sidewalk on Michigan Avenue!...She pulled back.*
He didn't let go.
"Better not slap me. To the Victor goes the Spoils."

*Christ but he's good looking!*, she thought.
*Oh hell YES...Better than I imagined!*, he thought.

"Do I look like spoils, Alex?"

He grinned,
"Baby you look good enough to eat."
The smell of Billy Goats Hamburgers was not what was making him ravenous.
 
The palms of my trembling hands were pressed flat against the massive expanse of his chest. I could feel the pounding of his heart under the layers of muscle and it strangely reassured me that he was as excited and nervous as I was.

A group of teenagers made their way around us on the busy sidewalk, one calling back in a wise-ass tone, "Get a room!"

I suddenly realized where we were and tried to step back from his grasp. He only pulled me in closer, our pelvises almost touching.

"Better not slap me. To the Victor goes the Spoils."

I arched a bemused brow at him and almost melted right there on Michigan Avenue. He was so hot and his eyes seemed to slice right through me. We stood like that for a minute, in total silence. Our eyes doing the talking for us. Slowly my fingertips slid up the front of his chest and softly caressed the sides of his face.

"Do I look like spoils, Alex?"

He flashed me a wicked grin and took one more step into me. Now I could definitely feel his excitement pressing against the sheer fabric of my skirt.

"Baby you look good enough to eat."

I let one of my long painted nails trace the bow of his lower lip and I gave him my most seductive of smiles.

"Well, you caught me. . .Is that what you’d like?"

Leading me out of the path of foot traffic with his strong body pressed tightly against mine, he didn’t stop until my back was against the bricks of the building. He grabbed each of my hands, his fingers intertwined with mine and pulled my arms up and over my head. With little warning, he leaned in and kissed me hard, his cool lips crushing mine.

While my mind may have protested, my body responded. My lips parted to the urgent suggestion of his tongue and my legs parted easily as he slid his knee between them. The whole world seemed to fade away as I succumbed to his touch. My jaw ached as I tried to open my mouth wider to experience more of his kiss. His tongue ran over the front and back of my teeth and he sucked my tongue deeply into his mouth. My fingers curled over the back of his knuckles holding me in position. I felt my knees getting weak.

Suddenly he pulled back and stared down at me, his eyes smoldering darkly, "Go upstairs and collect your stuff, Jessica. You’re done for the day."
 
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There weren't many people in the park. It was cold, windy and not quite four in the afternoon.
He'd broken several records in getting his car from the lot, picking her up and driving up Lake shore to Diversey.
They could see the gray white flecked lake before them and the tinted glass of Alex' big Lexus made it seem even colder than the season warrented.
That was allright..the dark glass was fine.
He planned to claim his prize right now.

With the touch of a button, the front seat slid back and angled low. He reaced over pinning her left arm to the leather and began to kiss her. He kissed her eyes and her cheeks and her chin and her mouth...His fingers twined into her hair and held her while his tongue parted her lips and danced inside, he swept in and caressed hers with his own...the sweet taste of her filled his mouth, but he wanted more...a lot more...
He broke the kiss, they were breathing fast... a few cars were passing behind them...a few people in the distance...the windows were fogging fast...

"Take off your panties."
His words were tickling whispers in her ear, but they were a command...they'd played the game and he'd won. She'd do everything he asked.
"Take them off."

He sat back and watched with glittering eyes as she reached under her skirt, drew her knees up onto the wide seat, and manged to slip them off gracefully. She held the black lacey things out for him, a smile on her pretty face.
"Your wish is my command, sir."

He took them and buriied his face in them, inhaling the scent of her sex. His cock was hard enough to explode...good he wanted it that way.

"Lift your skirt baby, let me see your pussy."
She hesitated for the barest moment.

"Come on."
He said grinning,
"You show me yours...I'll show you mine."

Rain began hammering the roof of the car.
She did what he asked.
 
“Show me yours. . . I’ll show you mine. . .”

Oh man, how I wanted to see that gorgeous cock of his. I would have done anything he asked at that moment for a chance to glimpse his cock, to hold it in my hand, stroke it, make him hard. My fingers ran across the hem of my skirt and I looked over at his eager face. Slowly I began to gather the material in my hand, sliding it up my thigh. I heard him sigh as he watched attentively. I pulled the skirt into a tight ball over my flat stomach and stared down at my neatly trimmed bush. Already I could feel his leather seats getting slippery with the juices flowing from my pussy. This was so bad but it felt so good!

“Stick a finger in. . .” Alex’s voice was suddenly deeper.

I leaned back in the seat and spread my long legs far apart, giving him full view as I brought a fingertip to my mouth and sucked it. My eyes locked on him as I pulled the finger from my mouth and lowered it between my splayed legs, finding my clit. Closing my eyes, I rubbed the little nub, feeling it grow under my skillful touch. I closed my eyes and fell into the moment.

“Stick it in!” His deep voice was almost pleading with me. How I loved to tease!

With my fingertip never leaving my clit, I brought my other hand down and slid it over my hot little mound, parting my pink lips. Reluctantly, I abandoned my clit and moved my finger lower between my hot pink lips and rubbed little circles all over. I wanted him to see all of it, the lips, the folds, the hole I was hoping he’d fill later. I plunged my finger deep inside. And then another and finally one more.

“Ohhhhh, yeah!” He was enjoying the show and I was only too happy to be entertaining him.

I gazed wantonly at him through lowered lashes and whispered, "Your turn. . ."
 

"Not yet sweetie...not yet."
Alex grinned and rubbed the bulge that had grown so obviously inside his pants leg.
"I'm enjoying the view from here."

He leaned close, his face only a foot away from her pussy, his eyes following every movement of her hands and fingers.
"Are your nipples sensitive?"

His words drifted up...sensitive? Of course they were!
"Ohh yess...yes they are."

He placed a hand on the hot skin of her thigh so close to her pussy that her fingers rubbed against it with every stroke, and with the other he began to unbutton her white silk blouse. Lots of buttons, one at a time.

"Don't stop",
he whispered, his lips now pressing against her throat.
"I want to play up here a while."

She leaned back into the plush upholstery, arching back as her shirt opened revealing the delicious curves of her breasts, swelling out over the top of her bra.
He ran a his finger just inside the lacey fringe.
She shivered as his nail brushed across her taught hard nipples.
"I bet these taste good, don't they Jess. I'm going to find out in a minute. I'm going to fill my mouth with them and swallow you whole."

She gasped as his hand suddenly joined her's. His thumb found the singing pearl and his fingers plunged inside the sheathing warmth of her sex.
 
I wanted him so badly even as his teasing heightened my sensitivity. His fingers on my nipples, pinching and kneading, were making me hotter and wetter by the second. Then he moved his hand down and started rolling my poor throbbing clit over and over. My own hand was completely dripping in my fragrant juices. This was so wrong and so good! I felt dirty and it felt divine!

I let out a long lingering moan as his fingers found my sex and hit their mark. Pulling my own fingers from my drenched hole, I shuddered with anticipation as Alex began working me over. Three fingers deep inside and his thumb flicking at my clit urgently drove me higher and higher in my seat. My ass was slapping against the leather of his seats as I thrust my hips up and over his fingers, driving them deeper into my velvet slit.

I came fast and easy, screaming with passion in the front seat of his car. “Oh Alex! OH YES! OH fuck. . .Yesssssssssssssssssssssssss!”

I glanced down at his hand and saw it covered in my white creamy goo. He lifted his fingers to my mouth and slid them between lips, forcing me to taste my naughtiness. Eagerly, I licked each one clean, smiling wickedly up at him. “NOW it’s your turn, “ I whispered, ecstasy dripping off my words.
 

The rain was falling hard and fast now. The windows ran with water and the drops beat a fast tattoo on the car's roof.

Cozy...

Jessica sat in the corner, long legs tucked beneath her, her skirt still pulled high, bunched around her waist.
She licked her lips...smiled...waited.

"Play with your nipples babe, squeeze those big tits for me."
He was trying hard to keep his voice even...cool...'machoman.'
It wasn't working, she could sense the urgency, the thin edge of control rapidly eroding as she watched him slide his pants and shorts down over muscular thighs.
Alex grabbed his cock as it sprang free and began stroking himself...long squeezing strokes that seemed to swell the broad russet glans and opened the tiny eye at the tip already glittering with precum.

Jess, pinched and rolled her nipples, sending delicious waves of tingling pleasure through her body and 'sized' up the powerful tool that he was threatening her with.
It stood tall and thick, arching stiffly upwards from a crisp matt of dark curling hair. She could almost feel the blood coursing though it, almost feel the weight of his heavy balls cupped in her hands, almost....

"I got a nice start for you here.."
He moved next to her on the seat, his free arm around her shoulders.
"You want to take over the finish....?"
 
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