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she was already arranging herself on the bed, positioning
her head over my crotch, her eyes taking in the size of my throbbing
erection. She turned her head to look up at me and she smiled.
“I want to. I never said I didn’t enjoy giving Bob head, I just
said I wanted him to give me some too. You’re not forcing me to do
anything, and believe me, if I didn’t want to, nothing could make me
suck this monster of yours,” she laughed.

Turning back to my cock, she planted a warm, wet, kiss right on
the head, letting her tongue run around the smooth surface and
collecting the shiny dab of pre-come which had collected at the tip.
She let the head of my cock slide between her lips and worked her tongue
into the pisshole. She grasped and stroked my shaft with one hand while
her other softly caressed my balls.

I reached under the hem of her long skirt, and
first felt her silky stockinged legs – then I was aware of not one but two
layers of slip Pamela wore (she later told me that one slip was too short
for the skirt but had a very pretty top to be seen under her transparent
blouse, and the second slip had the right length.) This extra amount of
underwear was intriguing me strongly! I caressed gradually higher up Pam’s
leg, felt the sexy top binding elastic and moved onto her super soft leg
and thigh skin… so warm, so responsive to my touch! As I moved closer to my
“heaven” I realized that there was no deterrant to the progress of my hand,
even to the sensual globe of her buttock cheek!!! What a great surprise for
me – Pam wasn’t wearing any panties!! It blew my mind, and we advanced to one
of the fullest episodes of wanton and abandoned loving we have ever had. We
both came several times and felt totally united, as if this were the very first
time our bodies had ever joined. The water bed was our friend, adding its own
motion to encourage new angles, new directions, new delights to each of us.

Wait, there’s more! I saw one of those ADULT ONLY stores
here in Kitchener and I thought about going in. (Well it was more
of a wanting to get out of the cold thing, because I was walking
around for about an hour looking for and trying to get to 2
different stylists that turned out to be closed). So there I am.
I see the store across the street. I think:

“Neat there’s one of those sex shops, hey why don’t I check
it out, this days’ been a total bust anyway, might as well get
something out of it since I’m right hear.” I stop, turn to cross
the street, but then I hesitate.

“No. I should just go to the bus stop and head back home or
go to campus.” I start walking again. I look up the road and
realized there’s no bus stop in sight. Actually I there’s not
even a bus stop that runs on this road and I’m walking in a
direction away from home and away from the closest bust stop I
know of. (more…)

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…)

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For now….(evil grin) The problem…WHERE to find such an item…I wanted it
right away…so ordering through a catalogue was out of the question….my
only other option…..to brave my town’s notorious ADULT store….many have
passed it…wondering what went on inside there….(there are ALWAYS at least
15 cars parked outside…) and the place has been known to have been raided by
the police on more than one occasion…Dare I, horny as I am..and determined
to please….actually enter this…this…unknown place? Well…I thought I
had the solution…I would ask a good friend of mine…to go in there for me
and buy me a dildo…..He had a few questions for me…like…what kind of
dildo do you want? I dunno….a regular dildo…why? Uh…do you want one
with or without balls? !!!!? (I didn’t even know they came both ways….
What length…what color? Ah…perhaps you want a freeze dried cock off of a
cadaver??? (THEY HAVE SUCH THINGS???)(NO, just teasing…!!!) (Pow….I hit
him on the arm….not a good idea…as my son has said..Mommy…your friend is
hard all over!!!)(he works out….and stop snickering..all of you…) Ok
OK….I want a 8 or 9 inch dildo…lifelike…no bells or

Orgasm Took Control
The juice from my pussy was
flooding and as I caressed my newly smoothed softness I found
there was nothing to compare with my own silky cream. My fingers
found their way to my mouth allowing my tongue to taste and lick
the passion from their tips. As they returned to my pussy, I
felt a strange and freighting feeling begin to rise within my
body. The palm of my hand pressed against my clitoris as my
fingers slipped between my lips and into the depths of my
vagina. I began to massage the soft ridges within me. My legs
came back as the other hand sought my now swollen lips and
clitoris.

My strokes began slowly, but soon the difference between
slow and fast became meaningless as I began to lose control. The
feeling within my pelvis had taken over. My heart ached from its
pounding and I had to gasp for air because I forgot to breathe.
Two, three, then four of my fingers found their way into my
pussy as it pleaded for more. Perspiration covered me. A musky
odor mixed with the smell of perfume and my own body became a
stimulant to my senses as my mind exploded with sensations.
Then, within me, I felt the inner ridges of my vagina smoothed
out and open as though expecting a gift. At the same time, the
outer area tightened and began to spasm with urgency and
ecstasy, trying to prevent any escape. I heard a scream and
realized it was my own. Juices poured from me as I began to rub
and spread them over my body, my breasts, my arms, my face. I
put some on my nipples, pushed my breast towards my mouth and
used my tongue to lick it off. My hands caressed every part of
my body. I was insane with a rapture of sexuality. My orgasm had
taken complete control of my mind and body. I was its prisoner,
it was my lover and I responded in any way it demanded.