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She tried yanking Clive out of her mouth but Clive was a big mother
and she would have found it easier to push a Buick up a steep grade.
Yes, Clive had buried himself to the end until his hairs tickled
Sandy’s nose. Sandy’s eyes started to water up with the pain of
having her lips stretched so wide. They were at the point of cracking
and bleeding. She started gagging but Clive wouldn’t let up, he was
there to stay. She started scratching his thighs, ass and belly so
Ted grabbed her arms once again and locked them behind her back with
a strong hold. She was furious but powerless against being taken by
a complete stranger. She probably wouldn’t have minded so much if she
had a chance to flirt with him first. Clive wasn’t in the mood to
be flirting just now. The action he saw between the three of us on
the bed must have stirred his gonads to a fever pitch. Clive pulled
out just a little to let her pull in some fresh air without gagging.

He had lubed his cock with K-Y and and applied some up her ass with
his fingers. They made a plopping sound when he pulled his fingers
out of her. “I think you need a little more lube up there honey.”
So he placed a large gob of jelly on the head of his dick and placed
it at the entrance to her lubed asshole. With a hard shove he wedged
his cockhead into her butt. “aaahhhggguummllpmmnn”, was the sound she
made as Ted invaded her anus and I rammed my cock into her opened
mouth. She didn’t need coaxing to start sucking on it once she had it
wedged into her mouth. She was giving the head a good polishing with
her tongue and slurping up her drool as she laboured.

Atlanta has always been a fun town for me, but this trip had been
even better. I had ordered a custom Jeep from an Atlanta
customizer. Having a big-wheel four wheel drive vehicle had been
a dream for a long time and the time had finally arrived.

We signed the papers late in the evening, so after tooling around
town for a while, I had rented a motel room, planning to get an
early start back to Alabama. I overslept and after breakfast and
checking out of the motel, I didn’t get on the road until after
eight.

I quickly noticed a benefit to the large wheels I had not
anticipated. It put me way above the rest of the traffic and I
had a great view. But the view was even better from time to time
as I would pass cars and look down to see lovely legs through the
window. Occasionally, I would even catch a glimpse of frilly
panties peeking out. (more…)

I sat against one of the walls and stretched my legs out and
checked out the view. Down below the city was hustling and bustling
like any other Friday but somehow the window acted like a barrier
between me and the ruckus below. All around me were other high
rises, they were fairly close but I couldn’t make out any of the
activity within them. Above them loomed a clear blue cloudless sky,
truly a perfect day.
I then started wondering if people in the other buildings ever
caught glimpses of naked bodies in my hotel. How many times had
they seen a couple making love or lounging around in the buff after
a shower or masturbating. Then it occurred to me that perhaps they
had seen me naked when I was getting ready for my shower. Perhaps
they should see me masturbate too!
After seriously checking out the area around me for any obvious
means of causing trouble and making sure my door was locked I again
sat down on the ledge, minus my towel. At first I sat with my knees
pulled up to my chest and my cock hidden between my body and my
legs and looked out the window. It felt incredible, the sun was
beating against the window and covering me with warmth. I was
wondering if I would have the guts to go through with it when I
finally said “What the hell” and lowered my legs.

Wild Fuck And ToysMy face became hot and flushed. I looked over my shoulder as
though to see if anyone was there, watching, reading my
thoughts. My shirt became moist with perspiration and as its
cloth touched my nipples they became so sensitive I found my
hand moving beneath the cloth, cupping the soft underside of my
breast, my fingers gently squeezing each to make sure the
feeling I was experiencing was really coming from me.

Then two of the girls in the movie moved to the shower,
began bathing each other and as they rubbed the soap on the
others bodies I became aware of my other hand slipping between
my own legs, pressing hard against myself, trying to hold in
the response that was beginning to rise within my body. After
soaping thoroughly they began to shave each others pubic hair.
When they finished, they moved to the bedroom to continue their
embraces. As I watched their lovemaking and gazed upon their
newly shaved pink pussies, I experienced my first orgasm. I
found my hand drenched with my own wetness. My breasts ached as
I pressed harder against them with my hand and arm.

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The film I put in the player that night, however, was
not what I anticipated. This one did not have guys. It was only
about girls.

It might have been the wine. It might have been the dim
light. Or it might have just been my mood. In any case, as I
watched the movie, I gradually realized my breathing had become
shallow and I could almost feel my heart beat beneath my breast.
As the women touched each other and kissed each other and rubbed
their breasts against each other, I became aware of a part of
myself only hinted at before. I found myself wishing I was with
them. That it was my skin being stroked; my lips being kissed.