Maria

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At 56 years old Maria longs for her glamour days, on the Amalfi Coast. The former Miss Italy lives in the peaceful fishing village of Sorrento, where tourists and fishing boats pass by her window, from an apartment set high up on the beautiful Italian Coastline. A nephew of her friend, Antonio, the young handsome Italian fisherman from nearby Naples comes to board. During the week when he is not fishing Maria enjoys more than his companionship.

Maria

The men sat drinking Drambuie
as the deck hands mended the nets
whilst the grandchildren played on the wharf
some of the boats made their way home
yet most were idle
sleeping out the day
from Maria’s apartment she could hear the laughing
she drank in the talking
collecting her thoughts for the day

Lying on her bed Maria dreamed of earlier days
her black hair sailing in the breeze
the sand swallowing her feet
her breasts standing tall through her top
slender
brown
beautiful

Looking downwards from her pillow Maria paused
her breasts sagged
her stomach
no longer taut
her legs
the firmness had disappeared
with her hand she massaged the oil in
salivating her nipples
smothering her torso
as she slowly parted the hairs from around her hole

Choosing to slowly rub her long, moist clit
her back straightened
the pleasure made her slow
her desire strengthened
she decided to let her fingers in
sliding and penetrating deep through the juice
Maria leaned back
legs open
nipples wet with oil
cunt dripping
she began
faster and faster she fingered her hungry hole
two then three fingers
diving into the pink
her second hand wandering

Licking her other fingers she moved further down
taking the juice to moisten her butt
as two fingers entered
another retreated
her cunt fingers removed to loosen her bum
with one deep breath later
she started to cum
over her fingers and out from her slit
gushing now sweetly
toward her wanton butt
where her finger still toyed
in love with the juice

The curtains blew outwards
then back to within
as her breasts bathed in sweat
flowing down her skin
back over her mound
to her warm soaking slit
dripping down her thighs
to lay beneath her ass
Maria leaned sidewards
reaching for her glass
the wine meeting her lips
then wetting her throat
as she swept her hair back
to return to the boats

Maria had known Antonio’s Uncle
Antonio had come to board with Maria
Napoli or Naples
as the tourists called it
wasn’t far
and here in Sorrento he needed looking after
at least during the week

Take a shower
she said
I will pour you a beer
before long the young man returned
water
dripping from his now wet hair
black in colour
long in length
leaning toward the bedside table
handing him the glass
he drank

From beneath the glass
her hand disappeared
under the towel to draw out his cock
her dark hair now upon him
obscuring his view
within seconds his shaft
was taken from his sight
the young mans body
could barely but stand
his entire being swallowed by her hand
the touch of her mouth
too overwhelming to explain
the wetness of her tongue
driving him insane

With her right hand still busy
Maria moved her left
lowering the sheets over her breasts
to down beneath her stomach
where her hairy snatch did lie
moving now forward
her pink slit
caught his eye
it was all too much
as his cock thrust in
deep in her mouth
could this be a sin?

Within seconds he ejaculated
shooting it out
Maria slowly guiding it
further south
to spray her sweet nipples
round and erect
creaming all over stomach
then back to her neck
grabbing his cock now
he unloaded on her snatch
the juice slowly dripping
for her fingers to catch
as she lowered her mouth again
to swallow his head
stemming the flow
from over the bed

Thank you Maria
the young man said
turning away now
moving from the bed
drinking now slowly
taking it all in
a feeling that good
could never be a sin

The boats had drifted further out now
Maria returned from her balcony
to slowly caress another glass of vino
her legs were sore
walking on the promenade at Capri in her heels was tiring
either way Antonio had left
it was Saturday night and his parents needed him

Maria needed to think
she thought of Antonio
of his handsome strong figure
the broad chest that he possessed
his long firm legs
his walk
Capri had been a delight
kissing him goodbye was difficult
yet it wouldn’t be for long

Antonio’s scent lingered on her shirt
so much so that she kept it on
she needed to smell him
her sagging breasts clutched at the shirt
wanting to break free
but it was Maria’s pants that were opened
pushed aside to enjoy the kindness of her fingers
Maria’s long gorgeous fingers
opening the hairs in her moist filled hole
she pushed her lips open
looking down toward the pink
dripping with warm fluid
her fluid
her juice
her wet soaking hole
dripping
pleading to be fucked

Two fingers pushed high on the wall
inside Maria’s aged cunt
she opened her legs further
spreading them as far as she could
fuck me Antonio
she begged
fuck Maria
give it to her
give me your juice
your load
your gorgeous cock
Maria bucked into a shuddering orgasm
her hands furiously entering the wetness
almost fisting her hole
fucking herself with a passion
fuck i need it she moaned
fuck i need it she moaned

Releasing her fingers from within her gaping hole
finally allowing her breasts to be fondled
Maria cried
ever so softly
Antonio
Antonio

 

Maria felt anxious
on edge almost
she had taken Antonio
enjoyed the intensity of him within her mouth
the throbbing pulsating feeling of his vein
sliding inside her lips
parting her mouth
caressing her tongue
he had even thanked her

The trip to Capri had been romantic
they held hands on the way back to the boat
laughing as they gazed in awe
toward the clifftops of Sorrento
her stomach being comforted by the young mans hands
reaching from behind
to soothe her knots away
delivering in return only smiles
cuddles
warmth
as his mouth perused her neck
sending a tingle down her back
and beyond
Maria’s dress fighting the incoming wind
only to open again
exposing her wanton breasts
her beautiful soft skin
her heart

Maria had not enjoyed Antonio yet
she was nervous
he was young, strong, fit
his lean arms
a symbol of youth, determination and confidence
however it was confidence that Maria now lacked
surveying her own body
she found breasts that sagged downward
as opposed to up
her hips carried with them the weight of age
embraced by gravitational issues
in need of repair
her vagina
hairy
old
and from where she sat
uninviting
Maria tried again
to erase these fears

Would he lie underneath her?
as she lifted her skirt
lowering herself slowly
upon his handsome mouth
his young firm lips
his healthy tongue
allowing her juice
her gorgeous sensuous nectar
to flow into his being

Would he bend her over?
lie her on all fours
straddle her from behind
thrust his hot shaft high up within her
in her hungry, eager hole
riding her hard
driving his youth
deep inside her cunt
as she bucked then moaned
before collapsing in delight
dripping furiously from her lustful bounty

Or would he just watch?
watch as she parted
her hairy slit
opening her legs
diving her fingers
in then out of her thirsty hole
sliding into the pink
for him to visualize
in slow, slow motion
only stopping to ease a finger south
toward her sensitive tunnel
before reigniting the flame
high up in her flesh

Maria grew impatient
she looked in the mirror
only to turn away again
he was young
he had his life before him
he was walking into the future
Maria felt tired
tired of looking into the past
afraid
almost frightened to touch herself
to uncover the prism of self doubt
but he had thanked her

Maria slowly dressed
taking time to brush her hair
slide on her black stockings
lace garter belt
thong and bra
her blue skirt and white shirt
complimenting her dark hair
accentuating her beautiful red lips
allowing her long neck room to breath
and affording her breasts enough fresh air for Antonio to drink

Finishing the balsamic salad and prawns
she poured the water
rearranged the vase
taking time to make her bed
it had been many years
since a man had entered her bedroom
the memories of having someone inside her were distant now
at best
yet Antonio her young handsome boarder
was soon to be home
perhaps just maybe he would enter her room
she had taken his gorgeous cock before
deep within her lips
and allowed his juice to flow from her mouth
before enjoying the taste of his upright shaft
yet her aged cunt needed him
the trip to Capri had wet her appetite for something more
something new
someone young

Antonio waved from the piazza kissing Maria on both cheeks
he placed his suitcase back in his room
and the mature woman and young man chatted
Antonio’s family were in good health in Napoli
he was anxious now to return to the sea
to earn a solid income
to put something behind him

Following lunch they walked in the court yard below
Took in some gelato from the piazza
then sat by the fountain laughing
occasionally holding hands as onlookers watched the attractive couple
Maria, the stunning woman she still was
alongside her tall companion
dressed in smooth slacks and a perfectly manicured Italian shirt

Upstairs Maria was unsure of how to approach Antonio
the young man himself was sitting uncomfortably on the couch
as Maria joined him in a glass of Pinot
she leaned forward breathing softly upon his neck
then sat back watching
as the boats lulled up then down
pushing forward and backwards
their chains talking with the buoys
as the tide ebbed and flowed in tune with their conversation
Antonio’s strong chest challenged his buttons
with his broad shoulders pushing Maria further into him
she listened as he spoke quietly now
of his childhood
his teenage years
and of his journey into manhood

Maria then lifted her leg slightly on the couch
allowing Antonio’s eyes to catch a glimpse of her garter belt
her black thong in clear view of the handsome young man
she noticed his cock moving in his slacks
aroused by her wanton body
Maria took the lead standing up and guiding the young Italian
effortlessly into her bedroom
lying on her stomach she slid the young mans hand
high up her legs placing his fingers firmly on her thong
he began rubbing her slowly feeling out her slit
before sliding the thong sideways
to wet his long fingers
Maria pushed back gliding them deep in her hole
his two fingers moving slowly
heating her up even more
reaching her arm around behind her back
she lowered his head down to lick within her cunt
to pull her clit out from her mound
sucking it with his lips
softy biting it with his teeth
Maria pushed him in deeper
his fingers making her come
the feeling of pleasure consumed her

Maria now needed to take him whole
to capture her handsome young lover
to satisfy her goal
she undid her straps then pulled down her silky thong
stretching out on her elbows
Maria held her ass up high
unbuttoning his pants now Antonio grabbed his cock
sliding his wet fingers along his shaft
watching as she rose
his eyes wandered above her stockings back toward her slit
where he slowly brought his cock
to tease her just a bit
he rubbed his fully erect rod up then down her slit
watching as the juice gently flowed onto it
then the young man could wait no longer
he entered her steamy hole throwing his head back
the pleasure continued to unfold
ram it into me
she whispered
fuck me with your stiff hard cock
to which he thrust in deeper still
slowly and in sync
with Maria’s slender hands
pulling open her pink
the hole became too wet for the young mans cock to grasp
so he lowered a finger down
to penetrate Maria’s ass
reaching the bedside table
he splashed on some hot clear oil
to loosen up the tight hole
he was eager now to spoil

Again Antonio handled his young cock
guiding it toward Maria’s ass
slowly Antonio
she said
as if the young man were in class
so he took his purple rod
releasing his throbbing vein
from the clutches of his hand
into Maria again
slowly he entered her ass
slowly he started to win
Maria was thoroughly delighted
his shaft pushed even further in
she tingled deep in her cunt
as her hand began rubbing her clit
Antonio too lowered a finger
sliding it into her slit
with her finger rubbing her button
and another sliding into her slit
Antonio withdrew his cock
to pause for just a bit
turning ever so slightly
Maria angled her head
fuck me in the ass Antonio
fuck me in my bed

With that Antonio thrust forward
to give Maria her much needed fuck
he could hardly even believe her beauty
let alone his luck
Maria’s tight ass took his cock whole
her walls strangling his shaft
whilst he mounted her on the bed
she dug her knees in deeper
to give the young boy his head
fuck me harder Antonio
fuck me deep in that hole
slam it into me now
give me your stiff hard cock
Maria bucked and writhed
sucking in the young jock
until he thrust up even deeper
high up in her bum
shooting and spurting his juice
releasing a massive load of cum
he moaned and almost yelled
Maria you are so beautiful he said
I love being deep inside you
Thank you for taking me in your bed

Maria fell on her back smiling
looking up at her handsome beau
her legs were still slightly shaking
from her pussy down to her toe
with one hand on his shoulder
the other caressing his chest
she laughed together with him
that was so much fun
yes that was the best

Later on the balcony
fondling a cigarette
Maria gazed at Antonio
as his eyes wandered up from his glass
she had loved having him inside her
she loved his juice deep in her ass
another glass for you Antonio?
another glass of Pellegrino?
Maria leaned forward to kiss her lover
to softly be by his side
you are beautiful
she said
my handsome Antonio
thank you for loving my body
thank you for taking it slow..

Maria looked out to sea
the water pushed peacefully toward the rocks edge
away from the discerning fishing nets then around the tall ship
fifty meters from where she lay
a young boy cast a line into a rocky pool
where elderly Italians rowed their small wooden boat
as she swam
under the rope
outside the rocks in the saltwater
filled with green blue
then the yellow and beige of the rock below
silence
but for this coastlines water
the tide
pushing in and out in time with the moon
the moon
rising against the setting sun
with whom she ate last night
on the balcony of her apartment
above it all
the orange, the red colours
capturing her gaze as the sun sank below the coastal horizon
the Amalfi coast with her steep rock faces
her gentle motor boats
passing by
the Italian fishermen casting narrow orange nets
searching for pesci, scampi or crab
the cliff face
smothered in green
sketched with stone dwellings of grace
style
overwhelming beauty
Maria herself was overwhelmingly beautiful
at 56 years of age the young girl who had grown up in Napoli
who had been crowned Miss Italy in Rome
was still able to catch the attention of those on the beach
of those within her reach

Maria showered
the swim had been refreshing
her body drew in the moisture
releasing the sand and sun from her ageing skin
massaging her shoulders
her arms and her back
as the heat washed over her gorgeous body
tonight Maria had a strong desire to enjoy the shower
to wash herself clean
to smell beautiful
for herself
Antonio, fishing for two weeks now
would not return for another two
two Fridays to be precise

Leaving the shower behind her Maria drew the curtains to the balcony
returning to her couch
placing her wine on the coffee table
before lamenting
another two weeks
two more weeks without Antonio
her mind wandered back
to the evening when she first took Antonio from the shower
devouring his long shaft
consuming his throbbing vein
his gorgeous cock
her hand slowly cupping her aroused breasts
as she remembered her delight
her sense of achievement
as the young man’s creamy love flowed over her breasts
down toward her hairy mature cunt

Opening her legs Maria closed her eyes
drifting back to the Sunday night of two weeks past
back to Antonio’s return from Napoli
following their romantic trip to Capri
she had longed to see him on that occasion
to caress his broad shoulders
to laugh with him
and to walk with him in the piazza
in front of the onlookers
the passers’ by
to show him off
to romance his strong handsome features
among the crowds within the village of Sorrento
Maria’s mind caught a glimpse
of his impeccable Venetian shirt
his Italian pants
surrounding  his manhood
as he too lay on the couch
waiting for their time together
their first time

Reaching forward Maria’s fingers found the wine
slowly placing them in the glass
she removed them
giving them to her lips
her mouth
then her tongue
before coating them with the moisture she needed
Maria’s memories of Antonio were upon her
closing her eyes her fingers moved the thong sideways
exposing her womanhood
now opening her lips
parting her hair
she succumbed to her desire
her memories
her aching want for the young man’s cock
the moist fingers slicing though her deep slit
as she lent forward
to watch with pleasure as the juice met her fingers
moaning as her fingers engaged her slippery clit
the warm swollen button
that Antonio had ignited
on his quest toward her centre
the dripping wet hole
she had so desperately needed to give him
to open for him
to quench her thirsty hunger
for his strength
his youth
his juice

Maria’s fingers fled toward her opening
her pink slit slithered open
freeing her own pleasure
tightening then opening between thrusts
Maria became hot
her brow perspiring
her cunt began to quiver
to fight with her memories
standing up Maria removed her thong
walking to her bed
to their bed
she quickly splashed the oil upon her soaking fingers
upright on her elbows and knees Maria paused
closing her eyes she pictured Antonio
waiting to mount her
to penetrate her
cock in hand eager for her slit
she returned two dry fingers to her already wet cunt
with legs wide open Maria guided her wet fingers toward her tightness
smothering the hole with the smooth warm liquid
she begged Antonio
fuck Maria up the ass Antonio
give me your stiff hard cock
her fingers penetrating her sensitive tunnel
slowly
deeper
she teetered on the edge
then as her fingers released a waterfall from her cunt
Maria pushed harder
fucking her butt
with two fingers in
and another two out of her wetness
her memories of Antonio
causing her to shout
slam it in darling
fuck my tight bum hole
fuck me harder Antonio
give me your load
sliding over her clit Maria finally broke loose
her fingers prolonging the ecstasy
until her legs drew closed
preventing the juice from exploding once more
shutting her cunt
closing the door
on a passion she lived for
her one true love
with whom she had blessed with
from high above

Two Fridays later Maria awoke
drawing the curtains
she cast her eyes further out
today he would be home
headlands to the south
Naples to the north
a distant shadow set in far reaching mist
mountain tops
high enough to outlast the lingering mist
sunlight
calming the water as it rested on the rocks
beneath her apartment
alongside Sorrento
beside the casting boy
above the tall ship
on one beautiful day
the day her lover would arrive

Walking toward the wooden craft
water in abundance
towering above Sorrento stood
the fishermen they gathered, bustling together
eating cake, drinking Dram Buie, laughing
their boats the “Antonia”, the “Francesca”
biding their time in this timeless world
light beamed upon the waters glassy exterior
fresh fish, packed cases, an old red tractor
whose trailer trailed above their deck
strong coffee brewed in the darkened kitchen
on this Friday with the fishermen
Maria stared into their hard working eyes
their caring souls
as they searched their past in Calabria
whilst water pumped rapidly throughout
the men were alive
they were family
friends
Italians

Maria watched
as filtering from beneath the gallows a young man appeared
it was her man
he smiled
before hesitating
somewhat anxiously
raising a finger to his mouth
Wait
he whispered
before racing back down below
and returning
returning with the rose
Maria’s rose
placing it within her hair
he smiled
Didn’t you even miss me?
He asked
As Maria fell into his arms
resting on his neck
crying softly
sweetly
Antonio’s hands surrounded her face
kissing her on the forehead
the lips
kissing the tears from her cheekbones
to open her smile
to release her love for him
Placing his bag upon his shoulder
Antonio with his other arm reached out for Maria
guiding her home
past the fishermen
the warehouses lying empty
beyond the boats lying alone
the sun was now setting toward night
fishing nets spread afar
the old men were mending
young men spoke one beautiful language
serenity opened her door
Maria captured the moment on that waters wharf
to hold forever in time
to lean on in times of separation
from her man
her young handsome man
Leaning forward Antonio opened the door to the apartment
his strong forearms
reaching past Maria
protecting her from danger
providing the warmth she had longed for
she felt her inner thighs twinge
a pulsating rush of blood stirred within her legs
upon closing the door Antonio held Maria tightly
wrapping his body around her
breathing in her skin
her scent
her love
she felt his body
bleeding with desire
striving to escape
wanting to discover her
to find her once again

Antonio threw the keys on the sideboard
his bag over his shoulder
after a month at sea his mind was exploding
thoughts of Maria had dominated his thoughts
he had prayed for this moment
this time to be with her
his cock could wait no longer
his lust must be released
with that Maria kneeled before him
opening his belt
lowering his pants
pulling down his briefs
to expose his eager shaft
he thrust his hard rod
forward and backward with force
the long shaft throbbing
clutching to his grasp
suck it Maria he yelled
as his face went red with desire
the side board mirror watching him
as he held the head with might
pulling Maria’s hair
he guided her lips smoothly
as she licked then sucked and bit
his gorgeous purple knob
taking her tongue in intervals
to encircle his massive ridge

The veins in Antonio’s neck then swelled
he could see himself losing control
pulling Maria upward
she sat up in front of his strength
whilst rasping on his cock
she opened her legs up wide
inviting him to come inside
tearing open her stockings
ripping off her thong
with her hairy snatch now open
the young man could wait no more
swaying and rocking in spasms
his legs knees ramming the sideboards door
Antonio began to explode
shooting furiously over her cunt
with his juicy cream filled load

Maria lent back against the mirror
slowly unbuttoned her shirt
releasing her wanton breasts
to take his final squirt
then kneeling in front of him
looking ever upward
she licked his gorgeous cock
swallowing the last droplets
as he squeezed them from his knob
moaning writhing and weak now
Antonio kept yelling inside
Maria
Maria
I love you
until the day I die

Maria and Antonio awoke Saturday morning to the peaceful sound of boats meandering in and out of the bay. Friday night had realized Antonio’s return from one month away fishing. The separation for Antonio had been difficult. He missed his older companion, his lover, his compass. Young Italian men were known on the Amalfi Coast for straying, for drifting into deeper waters, yet in Maria the handsome young fisherman had his feet firmly anchored to the ground.
I want to pleasure you darling
the beautiful Maria said
Last night you were tired
you were unable to accept my love
Maria smiled
slowly drawing back the sheets
slowly removing the shield between her and the young man
Maria needed to take control of the handsome 24 year old
to dominate him
with one hand cupping his balls now
Maria opened her mouth
sliding the tongue from underneath his balls
she circled the round pendants
the gateway to his manhood
spitting saliva on his shaft her tongue proceeded north
then down again
to join her hands in search of his balls
choosing now to suck them in and out of her magnificent lips
the older woman took her time
patiently allowing her hand to follow her tongue upwards
toward his gorgeous peak
with her tongue Maria divined the eye of Antonio’s cock
after rocking back in a short lived spasm
he soon rose again
to watch as Maria caressed his succulent knob
his torso beginning to pulsate
slowly releasing his juice southward
toward the pleasure zone
closing firmly now with her lips
and a tight grip on his shaft
Maria sucked and sucked
Antonio couldn’t last
Maria’s head did not move
only her mouth did but falter
to tighten below his ridge
preventing an easy escape

Feeling the juice release
in threatening speed from his cock
he looked for the explosion below
yet found only Maria’s hair
for she held on so very tightly
squeezing out every drop
preventing him from moving
staying firmly at the top
swallowing his passion
consuming his young fresh flesh
Maria smiled with delight
leaning now on his chest
How do you feel my Darling
Is it good to finally be home?
Antonio lay there speechless
he would tell her later in Rome
Saturday in Rome
the attractive couple alighted from the train at the Stazione Termini
people were present in numbers
to enjoy the brilliant sunshine
to bask in the capital of their nation
baggage lay everywhere
high ceilings reached above them
only to be replaced by the money exchange booths outside

Then there were the tourists
spending their foreign dollars in summer time
on stinking hot hotel rooms
as they listened to the church bells
forever ringing
churches
housing Italy’s national religion
Catholicism
as the local Italian men drank coffee on outdoor seats
aligning Ristoranti’s
the tourists dined inside
upon red tablecloths
being served by their waiters in dinner suits
pouring Vino Biancos’ for them
whilst they enjoyed pastas
on nightfall
before returning back to their rooms
on narrow cobble stoned streets
to overcome their jet lag
and sleep
Maria and Antonio found their way to the Trevi fountain

Sitting as the water splashed at their side they held hands
Antonio spoke of his need to provide for Maria
to shower her gifts
upon the return of his voyage
of his need to spoil the woman he had found
the woman who showered him with pleasure
Maria spoke softly now
I am here for you Antonio
you were sent for me to love
It is I that will give to you
she explained

My life has brought me many spectacular gifts
a surplus of jewellery
an abundance of clothes
a host of uncompromising experiences
I ask now for you
not to shower me with gifts
but to love me
to enjoy me
to provide me with warmth

The young man looked perplexed
the girls with whom he had danced searched for diamonds
for a pathway out of their past
Maria only required him
his love
his heart
his soul
she was not interested in diamonds
she was not asking him for gold

In the afternoon the couple walked slowly
down the long hill into the centre of the original Roman Empire
into the Lost City
now in ruins they looked beyond the roses
beyond the playful cats
to see the Colosseum
still standing
lined with statues
of Titanus
of Caeser
before angling their way through the ruins
underneath the crosses
beneath the residential windows
through the alleyways
past a score of Fiats
a sea of bikes
the ever present Renaults’
the most exquisitely dressed Italian women
wearing fashionable shoes
within Roma’s bustling piazzas’
on their way back to the Stazione Termini
to catch the Sorrento train home

Maria lined the small table with a white table cloth
the salad and pizza sat below their pinot
as the young man told her of his week off
he would not return to the sea until Monday week
What have you planned for yourself?
Inquired Maria
before lighting her first cigarette after their meal
I have arranged for us to travel to Firenze’
the young man replied
the reply sending a quiver through Maria’s ageing body
Firenze’ said Maria
I love Firenze’
the river
the narrow lined streets
I will walk with my man along the river bank
as the water washes the merchants home from their work
we will hold each other tightly on nightfall
then visit Ristorantis’ once more
and kiss passionately below streetlights
before visiting churches during the day
or visiting the statue of St David
perhaps we can just sit in a cafe
watching the westerners
breathing in the Italian beauty
Antonio laughed
leaning forward he kissed Maria’s hand
who brought you to me
you gorgeous creature
he whispered who delivered you to me

Maria’s feet were tired
at 5 foot 10 inches heels were not everyday wear for her
particularly on previous visits to Rome
where the cobblestones played havoc with her ankles
however when walking aside her striking beau
standing inches above her
they made her feel comfortable
comfortable in the knowledge that she
was not too short for him
some may call her old fashioned
she referred to herself as traditional

With the bath run she could finally relax
turning the lights off
Antonio surprised her
as he lowered the scented candles above her bath
before finding her feet
with his strong, firm hands
the oil soothed her feet
as the young Italian slithered the liquid between her tired toes
her towel awaiting her
as was her bed
lowering her now on her bed
Antonio removed the towel
to soften her ankles with his tongue
to kiss her inner thighs
moaning ever so quietly as he proceeded
Maria opened the pink
gathering in his head
burying him in her hole
with his lips devouring her muscle
and his fingers upright and in
Antonio sucked on her swelling clit
releasing the sweet tasting cum
with her stomach moving up and down
as the spasms ignited her bum
in and out she pushed
until the final droplet escaped
leaving the young man leaning over her
satisfied he had opened her gate

Now clenching his tired manhood
fixing his eyes on Maria’s open cunt
as she parted the pink hole wide
beneath the hairy platform in front
Maria you are so beautiful
the young man briefly said
as he squirted upon the mound
on her pink then on the bed
collapsing by her side
the shooting stars had now subsided
they lay peacefully
side by side
in  a moment
where their love collided

 

jaclyn

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Jaclyn’s Story

Hi my name is Jaclyn. I am the owner of the beautiful homestead Raeburn set in picturesque countryside over three hours from the city. My husband Bill passed away 10 years ago, and now I spend most of my weekdays in the garden, or exercising Bill’s former polo mares. With my weekends being spent in the company of Sally, my 32 year old lesbian daughter, and her tempestuous girlfriend Mel. I will tell you about the relationship I have with Mel later, that’s for another day.

Today I want to tell you the story of a visit by an unknown stranger, the handsome Mitch.

Jaclyn

The younger man approached from afar in his car
a late model Jag
or similar I thought
asking directions into town
politely at first
the heat now oppressive
gripping at my shirt
I offered him a drink
a seat then my attention
undivided at times
before wandering further out
searching his eyes for something stronger
a feeling
a moment
where he may notice me
the aging rural woman
alone aside her tree
where I explained my situation
to this strange passerby
with whom I related
now engaging him in the eye
You’re almost at your destination
I let him know
It’s twelve miles west by road
five by the crow
yet with a car such as yours
I’d be reticent to walk
stay for a while lets sit and talk

As chance would have it
he had not booked in town
and he soon fell in love with my place
the more he looked around
the rambling country homestead
with her fence made of stone
where we walked and laughed
til evenings call
whereupon I made dinner
as he showered then dressed
returning to my guest room
to sit then rest

During dinner he spoke
of his ex wife
and his need
to head west once again
to recapture his life
returning to his childhood
near his boyhood home
looking into the past
divining his roots
loving the feel
the strength of the plains
wanting to reach out
let go of the reigns
to close his eyes
then reach out and touch
longing for his memories
needing them so much

Soon after dinner
a night cap and a chat
I retired to my room
to collect my thoughts
then sleep
the last man I had slept with
was 10 years dead
I needed to move on
to start living instead
instead of living in the past
of drinking through the years
through those melancholic nights
lined with sombre tears
yet something about my visitor
lit a fire within
I may have been somewhat older
though I needed to begin
to turn things around
to enter the flame
he provided the opportunity
if only I was game
rolling over now to lay out the night

My legs began to twitch
my tired thighs bite
itching at my slit
asking to be touched
sliding up then down
needing it so much
the curtains drawn
silencing the moon
alone in bed
my mind wandering through the room
he must have enjoyed my company
to sleep here tonight
he appeared well to do
educated and polite
there was something about him
I longed for his touch
gradually opening wider
needing it so much

Mitch had remembered the old homestead as a guest house
his XK8 Jaguar was somewhat low for the driveway entrance
yet he had driven in anyway

As the current owner of Raeburn
I had mentioned my husband Bill passed 10 years prior
I was aware Mitch knew Bill’s age
as he had grown up in these parts
as Bill had been 62 when he passed
I knew he vaguely calculated my age to be 60
as I was eight years younger at the time
either way the way Mitch looked at me
I think he was quite taken aback
in spite of my age
I looked over to him now
as he stood on the veranda
watching as I finished feeding the three mares
down at the stables
as I bent over to mix the corn and maize together
I could hear him as he moved toward me
standing alongside me at the peppercorn tree
so close as to spark a sense of embarrassment in me
as my jodhpurs were tight against my ass
whilst at the same time riding into my slit
lining the walls of my crotch
I turned
Oh hi Mitch
I said
How did you sleep?
Well thank you
he replied
what are these mares ridden for?
He inquired
I don’t do much anymore with them…
I answered
Originally Bill had played some polo on them when they were three and four
Then I had done some eventing on them occasionally
But now they are only ridden by my daughter and her girlfriend
when they come over from Orange on the weekends
How old is your daughter?
She is 32…
she has always loved riding
she’s quite good actually

Why don’t I get out of these clothes, shower
and make you some breakfast Mitch…
How does that sound?
I asked
Brilliant!
He replied

I was feeling invigorated at the thought of having a guest
a handsome one no less
the late March morning was crisp but not cold
drawing the curtains I undressed
my jodhpurs clinging to my ankles
as I stood in front of the mirror
before pulling down my thong
and removing the slightly damp t shirt
leaving only my bra
Would he be interested in someone like me?
I thought
brushing my dark hair from its forehead
standing up straight to view my aging body
my thighs were still firm
with my breasts held tightly together by a size 12 push up bra
my stomach
slightly bulging
not too much
Don’t be stupid
I thought
he no doubt has a girlfriend in the city
or even a new de facto

I could hear the old galvanized pipes
rattling as the shower heated up
my ankles drank in the smooth liquid
this body wash smells beautiful
I thought
there weren’t many remnants left
from when Raeburn was a guest house
but this was a worthwhile artefact
I mused
as the wash ran slowly down my neck
catching it on my breasts I lathered it across my nipples
before allowing it to run free
around my torso onto the lower back
then over my cheeks and inner thighs
before bending over to massage the liquid back into my ankles
lifting the horse feed and the hay for the young cattle was good exercise
but my ankles always felt strained after the process

I then stood up and angled my stomach forward
squirting some of the peach scented wash out onto my torso
circling my stomach with the containers head I splashed even more out
before rubbing the wash in
as it ran quickly past my navel down through my neatly trimmed mound
toward my snatch
whereupon I again caught the wash
before bending over again to smother my lips
sliding two fingers up through my slit
before moistening its clit
then retreating again to wash the inside of my thighs
my butt cheeks and their upper legs
I had not recently entertained male guests
with my daughter Sal being a lesbian
more often than not my weekends were surrounded by girls
yet it felt good to have a man around
to watch as his broad shoulders bit at his shirt
forcing the buttons to cling on for dear life
as he lent upon the post and rail fence
watching as I had fed up before breakfast
his boots were clean as were his jeans
as they stretched between his legs
capturing his fit thighs
and his bulging manhood

I then felt some wash of my own
trespassing inside my torso
searching for my own juice hole
as I let my fingers wander back up to the pinkness
into my shaved lips
opening at my touch
the juice soon moistened my fingers
as the hot water
penetrated inside my shoulder blades
soothing my back
whilst I bent over more
watching as my fingers began to rub even harder
probing my inner sanctum
fucking lick me Mitch
I murmured
lick my juicy cunt
open it up
lick it
suck it
pull that swollen little clit out
swallow it
lick that juice up
I demanded
as I arched back against the shower wall
legs wide open now
allowing two fingers in
deep inside the walls of my cunt
fuck me
I said
give it to me
give me your hard stiff cock
push it in
ram it into me
slam my cunt
fuck me
I screamed
before buckling over in ecstasy
releasing the pent up desire
the lust
and the juice
from deep inside my dripping cunt hole
fuck me Mitch
I pleaded once more
before returning my fingers to the body wash
as they reached inside my slit again
drowning in one last spasm
my ankles fighting with the ecstasy
needing to hold me up straight
if only I could have him
I thought
I’d give anything
I just can’t wait

After breakfast I asked Mitch if he would like to ride the horses with me
being Friday it would be good if they had a workout
before Sally and her girlfriend came to stay tomorrow morning
I thought
whilst Mitch hadn’t ridden much since he was a child growing up in these parts
he was on an extended break from the city
therefore he thought why not
it wasn’t as if he had anything else on offer
and besides he had revealed he was quite taken aback by Raeburn
not to mention me
I had been nothing but friendly since his unexpected arrival yesterday
hospitable to a tee
I thought to myself
whilst he might even enjoy riding the range with me
the way he had looked at me in those tight jodhpurs
was beginning to engage him on more than one level I noticed

The mares are educated and relatively quiet
I said as I bent over to stack the dishwasher and finish in the kitchen
your’e pretty fit Jaclyn
Mitch said
as my clean white jodhpurs caught him front and center
for the second time that morning
I try
I replied
for my sixtieth later last year I made a pact with myself
I would ride each day well whenever I am home that is
that way I keep sane and continue exercising at the same time 
I laughed
For my 50th I made a pact I would sell the business
escape the rat race for a while
and forget about the ex
Mitch said
two years later here I am
he concluded
All the more reason to come riding with me
I said with a smile

Out at the stables I put the heat on Mitch
open saddle or stock saddle?
I asked him
Well given it’s been 20 years or more I’m going stock
he retorted
somewhat hesitantly
lets face it I can ride
but from memory young horses are young horses
and with all due respect to you Jaclyn
I’m not up for taking chances

Within minutes we were over the creek riding into the pasture
Mitch found his youthful seat again albeit on a tight reign
I found myself occasionally looking back over my shoulder
to catch sight of the guest
but before long I came to rely on his presence
falling in behind at a slow but steady clip
toward the middle paddock cattle yards I climbed down
pouring some tea and offering Mitch a biscuit
we sat gazing beyond the open paddocks toward the river
over Raeburn’s boundary into the township
Are you happy here Jaclyn?
Mitch pried somewhat awkwardly
Well that’s a loaded question Mitch
I responded
I enjoy the feel of the country
I am in tune with my own company
I am lucky enough to have a daughter who loves and visits me
But clearly
I said in a slower more reserved tone
since Bill passed my life has been lacking something
call it intimacy
call it companionship
call it what you will but clearly
I am not as content as I otherwise would be
I responded

Mitch kept pace with me on the route home
he had found his sea legs and enjoyed the young horses rhythm
almost dancing beneath him with her free flowing nature
reminding him once again that he should have been doing this for years
I noticed his mind wandered
perhaps back to his business
apparently he had sold it at three times profit
from all accounts he wouldn’t ever have to work again
were he to relax and not try to break any records
he may not be as successful as Bill
I thought
however he was well to do in a modest matter of fact sort of way
he could hold his own
and whilst he had said his house was by no means palatial
it was in the best suburb in town
and within a nine irons distance of the better streets in town
Mitch then lamented
I wish I had come away earlier
perhaps there would be no ex wife grief
a chance to settle back into country life earlier
potentially a shot at romance
It was all to no avail
he said
the cards had been dealt
hindsight was present in spades
it’s now time to move on

Back at Raeburne’s stables I unsaddled the mares
with the ease of a consummate professional
Mitch quipped
then we adjourned to the courtyard for a lemon lime and bitters and a chat
before late lunch
I took the opportunity to rib Mitch
a country boy lost in the big smoke 
I joked
your’e lucky you you had me in front of you today young man
the country roots shone through but not until late in the day
I continued
better late than never
Mitch chimed in
as he rose to return to his ensuite for a shower
Thank you again Jaclyn
I am beginning to wonder how I can ever repay your generosity
he said to me
It’s fine
I replied
you have helped me
already I feel stronger now in a man’s company than I have for over a decade
and that to me is a blessing that in itself is payment enough

With a late lunch behind us we then walked through Raeburne’s garden
extensive as it was the garden had been kept in check in recent years
in retrospect there was no over planting or excess throughout the yard
the two acre lot surrounding the homestead was indeed immaculate
a credit to Bill’s tenacity in times of adversity
I thought

I had showered and appeared in a blue skirt
my white flats set the crisp white shirt I wore alight
whilst aqua earrings and matching aqua necklace
suited my neckline
as my dark hair drew in the shape of my face
I smiled openly toward Mitch
as he rose from his seat
to kiss me softly on the cheek
Thank you for having me in your home
I really appreciate it
he said
The pleasure is all mine
I responded
the day was fading toward sunset
as we sat on Raeburns veranda
taking in the view of early evening
with her willows gently whispering in the breeze
a bottle of white wine taking the edge off the everyday
and sparkling mineral water keeping us focused
Do you need to leave tonight Mitch?
I inquired
I’m in no hurry to be anywhere
he replied

I then took the first step
somewhat hesitantly I reached out to touch his hand
Why  don’t I make us a nice dinner
and then you can join me for a nightcap in my room
How does that sound to you?
I questioned
a tad promiscuously
I would like nothing more
my guest replied
I then breathed a deep sigh of relief
the last twenty four hours had been a mixture of lust
confusion, desire and most of all anxiety
I had needed him so much
without even a touch
now I could plan her evening
I could finally have him
I thought
on my way back inside the homestead
after a large glass of wine in the pantry
I rearranged her skirt
before unbuttoning the top button of my crisp white shirt
pull yourself together I whispered to myself
don’t blow it Jaclyn

Dinner was fun
we laughed through a rendition of eighties music
another bottle of wine, this time a Pinot
soon I was thinking more about what was ahead
than about what had come before
with a sensational crème Brule desert (even if I must say myself)
and coffee behind us
Mitch sat in the drawing room
eagerly awaiting his much anticipated night cap I’m sure
as I retreated to the kitchen
to tie up the evenings loose ends

I then felt flush
and began to panic slightly
it had been ten years since I had taken a man into my bed
or any bed for that matter
don’t misunderstand me
I felt sexy enough
in spite of her years
but what would Mitch desire
what we would expect
clearly he was attracted to me
otherwise he would not have stayed on
he seemed normal enough
my local research had led me to believe he was from good stock
either way it was too late now
I just needed to dive in and do my best
in the bathroom I paused
then brushed my hair again
on the toilet seat I found myself opening my legs somewhat further
watching intently
as the warm yellow fluid left my shaved pink slit
before quickly racing to the sink
taking the lavender soap in hand
I wet myself with warm water
the tap head gushing easily across my lips
as I washed my slit
above the now soaked bath towel
lowering my head to dry the wetness with the small hand towel
the scent of lavender now lingering upon my opening

Follow me young man
I said
as the handsome Mitch angled his way down the long hallway
from the drawing room toward Raeburn’s western wing
Feel like a whisky?
I asked
as Mitch nodded
before taking the glass
and sitting in one of my antique chairs
within arm’s reach of the gorgeous queen size bed
joining Mitch in a whisky I sat
legs crossed in the bedrooms center
be careful with me Mitch
I said quietly
I am not knew to this
But it’s been a while
and with that I stood in front of him
the wine and whisky assisting in unbuttoning my shirt
to release my naked shoulders for him
before turning ever so slightly to ask
Be a darling Mitch
I requested
undo my strap
its easier from where you are
Mitch then stood to release the strap
then placed my bra on the beds corner
before reaching around
to place his hands on my torso
we have all the time in the world
there’s no rush
he said
as he guided his hands from behind me
massaging my shoulders
then returning them to my now naked torso
Mitch began kissing my neck
then my shoulders
as I turned now to face him
lifting his mouth to meet mine
before allowing my tongue to slowly enter his lips
finding his tongue and filling him with passion
my passion
my yearning desire
to kiss him
to hold him
to have him

My breasts began feeling their way around Mitch’s shirt
my now firm nipples
colliding with his buttons
as I took a step back
to unbutton his shirt
exposing his broad chest
where my dark hair now rested
as I entered his eager mouth once more
his tongue then filled my throat
before he retreated to allow me another breath
our saliva and lust met as one
during our romantic embrace
the heat between us almost stifling
Mitch had wanted me too
it was not until he became intimate with me
that I realized how much
our tongues continued dancing with each other
as Mitch’s burning desire became evident
a fire was lit within his groin
and before long I was against the bed head
feeling the full hardness of his cock
pressing into me with the stiffness of a man who needed more
I turned to him again
unzip me Mitch
I asked politely
as Mitch slowly reached for my skirt
sliding the zip down
before lowering it to the ground
and massaging my thighs
as I stood straight up
with only my thong now coming between us

Mitch then kneeled behind me
resting his hands on the bed he pushed his mouth into me
kissing the back of my legs
my hips
and their inner thighs
I winced with pleasure
his tongue felt so divine as it slithered softly upon the folds
below my hungry wanton opening
he then brought his hands back to where they needed to be
slowly opening my inner thighs Mitch began licking the back of my thong
probing inside my slit
longing for some moisture to appear
as he bent me over on the bed
elbows now flat upon the queen I waited
I listened as my torso murmured
the first droplets were released
my thong now surrendered to Mitch’s hands
his fingers sliding the final barrier lower
then with his two index fingers firmly beneath my butt
his thumbs worked in unison
to open me up
with the scent of lavender upon him
he divined my sweet hole
sliding in and out
in search of his goal
the wet shaven slit encompassed his tongue
pushing back further
loving the touch
the warmth and the exhilaration
of having him inside

Moaning now softly
with nothing more to hide
I kept on pushing
harder and harder back
as Mitch’s tongue dove deeper
higher in my crack
I attempted to rub myself
but it was all to no avail
Mitch grasped my wrist
extending the desire
my torso now sweating
awash with desire
I then began to shudder
feeling weak at the knees
my pink muscles tightened
holding back the release
within seconds the muscles relaxed
and my lust came squirting out
smothering Mitch’s neck
his tongue and all his mouth
he continued sliding inside me
drinking in my cum
grasping at my butt cheeks
before opening up my bum
whereupon he tongued my butt hole
as I bucked and moaned once more
before collapsing over his shoulders
in pieces on the floor

Mitch lay with his head on its side
catching full view of my dripping hole
with my darkened hair sitting in a small cluster
on top of my wet pink slit
he clutched at his trouser zip
forcing it lower
before sliding his pants down
then throwing them away
his briefs now bulging
his cock all but ached
my cunt driving him into a frenzy
he could no longer wait
I gathered myself up to rest against the bed
with my back now straightened
I found a pillow for my head
Mitch then stood before me
his briefs against my face
his rod ever hardening
longing to escape
then I slowly lowered
his briefs beneath his thighs
before looking up and smiling
into his stunning blue eyes
as his knob disappeared from sight
with only my black hair to be seen
he thrust his stiffness forward
my mouth open and keen
I then held the shaft
as I swallowed his swollen balls
one by one I loved them
in and out with force
then licking up his shaft
I danced upon his peak
my tongue circling his head
as he drove me into the bed
he wanted to fuck my juice hole
to slice open my slit
to gift my wetness to his cock
now hard as a Raeburn rock

Mitch yearned to rub his stiffness
all over my hungry clit
yet fortunately my mouth
was far too experienced for that
I swallowed his throbbing passion deeper
before spitting on my catch
then clasping beneath his ridge
to close his head off tight
whilst spitting on my other fingers
and sucking them out of sight
I reached them back behind him
to slide between his cheeks
as the wetness penetrated his ass
my other hand released
finally I let his cock now free from my grasp
as I pushed my fingers
deep in his ass
he then fucked me
deep in the mouth
driven crazy by my tongue
every time he drew back
I thrust deeper in his bum
till finally he gave in
releasing a slither of pre cum
but it was too late to taste my cunt
his cock now had to run
he clenched it with all his might
and guided the head up straight
to shoot his load in ecstasy
up then down my face
as I reached further out
to gather in his cock
licking at the swelling
swallowing the lot
before bringing my fingers forward
removing them from his butt
to taste his sweet release
from either side of my face

He then looked down upon me
to see my fingers entering my mouth
you look so pretty and sexy
then beautiful all wrapped in one
he said
as his body leaped for joy
his feelings now all undone
to think it was still but early
the night was only young
Mitch could not have imagined
the best was yet to come

I handed him a towel from the Victorian wardrobe
then wrapped another around my waist
as we sat and finished the whisky
on my light blue antique chairs
before opening the curtains
and walking through the glass doors onto the balcony
we watched as the full moon lit up Raeburn
the night air bringing with it a chill
just enough to heighten my naked nipples
as he closed in behind me
to hold me once again
his mouth drank in my neck
my scent then my warmth
as he crept beneath my towel
in search of inner heat
breathing upon his fingers
asking him to meet
my open dripping love hole
the one he needed again
to fill his night with pleasure
as it had back then

I then dimmed the lights
and opened my legs once more
with two pillows under my head now
and another beneath my back
leaning forward with my fingers
to spread apart my crack
as Mitch kneeled again before me
this time stroking his shaft
up then over his vein
before holding the head now steadfast
I needed him inside me
I begged him to enter the heat
fuck me Mitch
I pleaded
like a hooker on the street

Mitch then lowered his knob toward me
angling it into my clit
as I licked my long sweet fingers
releasing saliva back onto my tit
before placing the fingers inside
burying them now just a bit
pushing Mitch’s cock in
asking him to enter my slit
fuck me you handsome stranger
fuck me hard in my bed
push your cock into Jaclyn
give me the juice from its head
slam me and fuck me harder
fuck this dirty wet cunt
give it to me Mitch
slide it deep in my hole
fuck this pink little slit hole
fuck me like a mole

Mitch pulled my legs up even higher
my knees all but clasping my head
ramming into my love hole
grinding away in my bed
I then screamed with pure delight
releasing another sweet gush
flowing inside my thighs now
letting even more out
in the following rush
as I writhed and opened in ecstasy
his cock was stiff and strong
penetrating high in my channel
firm, thick and long
I then lay my legs down flat
to feel him inside the pink
asking him to shoot his load
my cunt now pleading for his drink
Mitch kept slamming my pussy
looking intently upon my mound
sucking in the deep breaths
without so much as a sound
til finally he focussed
on my beautiful smooth breast cups
forcing him to surrender
to give in now and give up
he lengthened into my g spot
feeling his way as he went
ejaculating somewhere even higher
moaning and screaming as he came
I drowned in a sea of pleasure
as he penetrated my loosened frame
I grasped his cock with my muscles
draining every inch of his juice
clenching tighter as he continued
to shower my love hole in rain
squeezing through my tightness
over and over again
fuck me harder Mitch
fuck my dirty slut hole
fuck Jaclyn even more
fuck me like a whore

Mitch kept bucking and moaning
his load was far from spent
on and on he drilled me
on and on he went
then his arms could hold no longer
as he fell down upon my chest
my lust was all consuming
putting  him physically to the test
how was that my darling
I whispered in his ear
my legs had opened wide for him
I no longer felt my fear
I needed even more now
for years I’d awaited this night
again toying with his butt cheeks
setting my fingers alight

Coffee and a cigarette Mitch
Does that appeal to you?
I asked
Mitch said I’ll join you in the coffee
on the cigarette I’ll pass
though if it’s ok I’ll make an affogato
in your Raeburn coffee glass
and with that we adjourned to the kitchen
to search for stamina again
though deep down I still wanted more
I craved him now more than then

On my hands and knees I now waited
for my man to return to bed
with a vibrator buried in my snatch
I reached back around for his head
push it back into this hole Mitch
fuck me alongside this vibe
fuck Jaclyn again Mitch
take me further inside
within seconds Mitch was again throbbing
his cock came alive on my toy
so I thrust it in even further now
as he followed it with joy

With nothing to hold on to
his hands soon found my butt
whereupon he spread my cheeks open
to gaze at my sweet back door
my pussy was far too wet now
he needed the tightness more
with his hand now clasping the toy
he penetrated it slowly into my bum
whilst fucking my slit even harder
pleading with me to come
give me your dirty juice now
shoot it all over my rod
push back even harder
squirt me with your cum
open your butt cheeks wider
give me your gorgeous bum
with that I took back my toy
and slid it deep in my cunt
then handed Mitch back his cock
to take over
where my toy left off
begging him to fuck my ass now

I pleaded with him to take it slow
as he touched my tightness with his knob now
waiting in anticipation to go
then the vibrating sensation
ignited his cock once more
together with me demanding
to fuck me like a whore
fuck me in my ass Mitch
fuck me up my hole
give your stiff hard cock to me
your dirty ass open mole

As I felt his pulsating shaft
entering my tight love muscle
searching inside my ass
fuck that feels good Mitch
you gorgeous handsome man
open me even wider
open me like a can
fill me back up Mitchie
shoot it in my ass
give it to me you stud
make the pleasure last

And with that Mitch slid in even further
with his blood filled throbbing cock
for him my tight hole was just too much
as he had never felt such pleasure
he had never felt such a touch
it was as if his entire being
was swallowed in a feeling  so immense
the vibe continued on humming
my writhing now just too intense
I couldn’t feel myself cum
the ecstasy all too overpowering
with my ass now filled to the brim
Mitch’s torso straight and towering
high above my elbows
my knees then feet and bed
high above my nipples
my dark hair
and its perspiring head
ten years was worth the wait
I had found inner peace on this night
I tingled all over with pleasure
giving in
without so much as a fight
Mitch was truly lovely
a sweet and considerate friend
a warm and compassionate lover
to be with til the end
although I had only just met him
I yearned to hold him in close
I needed to feel him beside me
from my head down to my toes

I need you my dear Mitchie
I whispered in his ear
stay with me this evening
hold your Jaclyn near

Of course I will my darling
came his swift reply
I’m not leaving you now darling
there’s no need now to cry

But everyone I love ends up leaving
I slowly solemnly said
love me tonight my darling
stay with me in my bed

I then turned out the light
resting my hand now on his cock
he had taken me that night with a passion
he had laid himself open and bare
my passion had finally been ignited
my heart strings in love with his stare
as Raeburn drifted off to sleep
with us tired yet happy below
I thanked her ever so quietly
for giving my face back its glow

jasper

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He paid the $200 at the door
to Sasha
Louise is the third door on the right
she said
he walked upstairs
lay on the bed and pulled his trousers down
his underpants still on
removing his jacket,tie and shirt
he waited
for what seemed an eternity
the escort the hooker the prostitute
he wasn’t exactly sure what to call them
appeared
no doubt from their previous escapade
he thought to himself

with gorgeous breasts the pretty brunette smiled
lying beside him and touching his leg
kissing his cheek she moved closer
he was somewhat nervous
though he appeared not to be
fondling within his pants she reached for his cock
his eyes transfixed on her breasts

He could feel his rod stiffen
everything he had anticipated was coming to fruition
but he was still scared
Louise reached for the condoms
folding, unwrapping, sliding
then slowly lowering the plastic sleeve along his thick shaft
she sucked and lubricated his being
only looking up to withdraw her tongue
for him to gaze at
to analyse
to become more, and more turned on
she pulled away and slowly removed her skirt
her purple thong looking up at him
What would he do now?

Louise appeared uncertain
moving to turn back to him
to launch on her all fours she paused
uncertain of which way to turn
he anxiously moved her thighs
pushing her butt before him
the tight deep hole
almost purple in color now rose
she reached down below her stomach
seeking to pleasure herself
as he guided the condom forth
with his cock and balls soon after
Could he catch a disease?

It was too late now
Louise began to rock back and forth on song
grasping at his cock
with her tender juicy ass
her hands continuously stroking
up and down her rod
she strangled her pre-cum head
as he held her butt cheeks firm
she begged him to push harder
to fuck her dirty hole
as she squirted cock juice out
screaming and squirming whole
he then retreated quickly
to throw the plastic down
now stroking on his shaft
with the might of one half as young
shooting all over her face
her lips her mouth then tongue

with his suit all placed back on
with his tie all nice and neat
thanking Sasha for her time
he made his way back to the street

Sophie

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Sophie was quite tall
she was about 5 10
and in clogs she stood taller than Derek
Matilda wasn’t quite as tall
at 16 she probably still had some growing to do
and little Art
well he was only five
and it was Art’s first day at school
with the photos finished
a cup of tea with the new principal
and a kiss goodbye to Derek over
Sophie drove home
her eyes wandered
it was one of those might have been moments
if only she didn’t now live in the suburbs
if only Derek was home during the day
when she needed him
it was almost cooler when he was previously married
and they were having an affair
at least she’d get to fuck him on the phone every day at 930
after his wife had gone off to work

now it was all about the kids
about dance lessons for Matilda
about Arties sleeping arrangements
I wish Art slept in his own bed she thought
He’s five years old for heaven’s sake
Sophie lit a cigarette
poured a coffee
and sat on the balcony
with her leg raised she dipped into the wax
pulled the hairs away from her tired legs
one after one up then back into the wax
with the messy wax and hairs in the bin
she collapsed
when she awoke she pulled up her dress
taking care to undo her bra and pull down her thong
she showered
the water felt soothing
almost relaxing
as her breasts lathered in the body wash
she took care to wash her torso slowly
it was still firm
in spite of her child bearing days
down around her snatch the wash disappeared
her fingers massaging her hole
before bending down
to lather her butt hole
the rose body wash racing down her legs
and out into the suburbs somewhere
no doubt

it was late now
and time to pick up the kids

At 8.00 that night a miracle happened
Artie was so tired after his first day
he fell to sleep
in his own bed
as Matilda wandered off
to kik, facebook
and instagram out the night
teenagers
what a scream
i’m tired again
she thought
as she threw on her pink negligee
before curling up in her usual foetal position
and drifting off to sleep

Sophie’s eyes blinked
slowly open then shut again
the bedside lamp
turning on
causing her to stir
she felt Derek’s hands
slowly removing the pink panties
slightly below her thighs
his fingers
wandering around her inner thighs
in search of her warmth
you smell so good he whispered
as his mouth kissed her ass
she winced briefly
as his tongue
touched her open butthole
he licked the sweet rose wash
then pushed his tongue further in
the tight hole asking for more
rolling over now Sophie pushed him down
down inside her cunt
lick it
she said
give it a good lick Darling
she felt his tongue
exploring the wetness
his lips
parading around her clit
his index finger
producing ecstasy from under his tongue
fuck me Darling
she said
I need a good stiff cock
now pulling his head north
diving her own tongue
deep inside his mouth
Sophie tasted the warmth of her own juice
the soft sweet juice
from her now dripping snatch
fuck that feels good
she said
you are such a fucking turn on
she thought
as Derek pounded her open hole
his arms pulling back her knees
she watched
as his hard cock thrust
in
then out
her neatly trimmed pussy
taking the cock with ease
she watched
as the vein on his cock
swelled
then disappeared
deep inside her hole
she needed more
rub it
he said
rub that tight fucking pink hole
he yelled
as she pushed harder
and harder
rubbing her hungry clit
take it
take it
he said
as his huge cock threw her back
her head
hard against the bed head
take my juice
he said
as she felt the warm flood escape
pushing high into her juice hole
filling her with love
she kept on fighting
rubbing at her snatch
fingering her hole
until finally she exploded
dripping on the bed
laying further up
away from his cocks head
I feel so fucking good
she thought now to herself
I should use that rose wash more
I’ll leave it on the shelf

the last class

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Zoe could see his muscle
in the centre of his pants
she stared as hard as she could
to catch a closer glance
turning toward the blackboard
catching his side on stance
where the length of his gorgeous member
made her hot
then flush at the sight
the folds within her skin
now moistening with delight
as her iPhone button hit stop
the last frame captured his ass
with the lecture theatre dispersing
at the end of their last class

Two more stops til home
Zoe wound down from her day
she could now throw down her bag
and set her phone to play

with her tiny skirt now unzipped
legs apart upon her bed
she gently lifted her pillow
to rest her college head
panties so wet they could swim
intently watching her screen
sliding the soaked briefs lower
to massage
whilst watching the scene

now sweating
then dripping
and moaning
as she zoomed toward his crotch
longing to take him inside her
to release her college crush

If Only

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Taken in the backdoor, by Lily Taboo – a summer series review, by Sasha Holden

If your looking down the list of amazon erotica in search of something a bit taboo, then this summer short could be right up your alley. It definitely was right up mine, so much so that I had to take it all in at once, without even having time to hop up the to turn the light on.

Lily, Taboo’s leading character enjoys feeling sexy and dresses accordingly. Tight tshirts to accentuate her stunning breasts, and tight jeans to highlight every piece of her gorgeous young ass. Though she has never taken her jeans off for anyone. Most of her time is spent taking them off and dreaming of the one thing she’s knows she can never have, her step daddy inside her.
I enjoyed this quick read from Layla Taboo. She produced just enough sugar in the opening pages to keep me guessing. Then later on when she brought out the dessert I tasted the heat that Lily had inside her. The heat that she had been waiting years to let out. Lily’s character was both likeable and realistic, as was the story, which all came together at just the right time.
If you like your taboo to keep you engaged right until the climax, then this is the read for you.  I’m actually looking forward to when Lily rolls over and turns the heat up again for me this summer.

 

 

 

night time

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I could feel the apricot body wash
between my shoulder blades
angling through the small of my back
to where my upright ass lay
wanting to capture the liquid
I lay my palm out flat
with my index finger outstretched
to lather around my tight butt
my other hand gently moving
beneath my landing strips cut
to softly smother the lips
encircling my fingers bent
as backing into the showers glass
I drank in the apricots scent
loving the taste of the nectar
between my moistened thighs
I lent back and sighed with pleasure
before slowly closing my eyes

Within moments I was in bed
asleep now to the day
perhaps I heard the car door
I can’t recall either way
feeling something soft
something moist between my cheeks
I pushed back to meet his tongue
deep beneath our sheets
soon my ass was alive
being lifted then entered from behind
spreading my cheeks further open
blowing my horny mind
rolling over on top
his tongue inserted further in
I sucked on two fingers quickly
then entered the folds of my skin

Lick my ass baby
fuck me with your tongue
stick it in my lover
fill my dirty hole
open me like a slut
lick me like a mole

And with that he drove his tongue forth
deeper inside my love
looking down I noticed my clit
standing out from above
throbbing swollen and wet
as hard as the thickest cock
I rubbed it with a fury
as his tongue drove into the tight
take my juice
I moaned
gushing with all my might
Fuck me with your tongue
I screamed
Lick my tight pink ass
drive it in me baby
open my gorgeous pass

Then shooting forth I came
squirting all over his mouth
loving the sexy feeling
of his lips against my juice
twinging and pulsating in spasms
tightening at my butt hole
loving the stimulation
of being his sexy blond mole

legs

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the top of her ankles
glided easily beneath her knees
toward her thighs
against the breeze
as her skirt flew upwards
to torso height
uncovering her briefs
in broad daylight
he remembered the powder
she would smother on her ass
the body wash
she would slither inside
he remembered
her breasts
as they danced tall
watching from above
over it all
her neck sitting proudly
answering the call
of a gorgeous mouth
met with beautiful lips
then one button nose
with eyes gazing forth
his stare to hold
with her forehead
so straight
tall and proud
he found her hair
pretty yet loud
he longed for her skirt
to blow far away
far from her briefs
bringing her
his way
for he wanted to consume her
to eat her whole
to smell
then devour her
once and for all
his thirst was deep
his desire was keen
she was a paradigm shift
a surreal dream

Liz Episode 3

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Eric text to say he was at the bar
with the assignment now handed in he was free
at least for the weekend
after my excitement shopping
and then the Napoleon letdown
I was thinking tonight might be my night
but it wasn’t to be
as I lay in bed
thinking of him at the bar in his brown corduroy pants
his blue short and tan sports jacket
laughing with the history buffs
his colleagues
soon to be professors
I was disappointed
not upset though
I was still unsure of what it would be like
of what Eric would want
in bed
as you are aware I haven’t really even seen a boys cock
let alone touched or sucked one
when I lost my virginity in the dark hallway in a college dorm

after my school prom
I didn’t even see the guys cock
I just basically remembering something small and hard
pushing into me
before he squirted a yucky mess inside
my next memory is of him standing above me
to pull back on his pants
before hurrying  back to his buddies at the bar

It was cold
I was cold
I walked toward the kitchen with some trepidation
I had no slippers
only my small nightgown and some knickers
the last thing I needed was to catch cold
my new man was nearby
and knowing him he wouldn’t come near me with the flu
two cups of cocoa later I wandered back to bed
back to sleep
only to be woken by Eric
somewhat gingerly
What time is it
I said
Its late
he replied
Have you missed me?
he inquired
Of course Darling
I said
I mean have you really missed me?
he asked again
Of course I have Eric
I haven’t stopped thinking about you
I replied
A little unsure as to his line of questioning
I need you to need me Liz
Not just want me
he said firmly
Of course I do
I stressed
How much?
He questioned
I’ve been thinking about you all day
I said
when I was out shopping I couldn’t wait to return to see you
knowing you were home waiting made me so excited
after my shower I wanted to hold and love you
to be with you
I said
Close your eyes Liz
he said as if to cut me off mid sentence
now lay your legs out flat on the bed
Liz do exactly as I say
he said firmly
You need to illustrate to me how much you do need me
I then proceeded to lay my long legs forward
lower from their kneeling position
flat onto the bed
readjusting my small nightgown to cover my purple and pink knickers
he stood at the end of my bed now
fully clothed
sternly issuing directives
for me
his new young girlfriend
to follow

Now tell me again how much you need me
he said somewhat sternly
I always lie in bed lusting after you when I cannot see you
when you are studying
when you were at the bar tonight I longed for you to come home
to come home and be with me
I said
as if to plead to Eric
With your eyes shut
slide down you panties and slightly spread your legs
he continued
I was a little bit unsure now
to be honest
as you are aware I am inexperienced in the bedroom
I had heard of this kind of thing
but it did feel strange
I nervously lowered my panties
ensuring to keep my eyes tightly shut
as they reached my ankles
then the bed
before I slightly opened my long legs
Now show me how much you need me Liz
He said
with his voice still sounding as if it was in front of me
at the end of my bed
I didn’t really know what to do
what to expect
I cautiously ran my fingers up toward my nipple
trying to focus on how gorgeous looking Eric was
on his beautiful green eyes
on his light brown
almost blond wavy hair
his broad chest
his fit and lean torso
on Eric
the intelligent young man I yearned for
Show me Liz
he said
Show me how much you really missed me
in a louder
slightly inebriated tone
continuing to massage my breast nipple
I moved my other hand
over the small blond tussock of hair
that graced my mound
then lower toward my pink shaven lips
before allowing my fingers to slightly open them
and push anxiously between my crevice
up toward my clitoris
I thought you really wanted me home Liz
Eric said loudly from the end of my bed
I told my colleagues you were waiting
I truly believed you needed me
That you need me
I did not know what to do
I was slightly scared
Legs open
a fraction cold
eyes closed
and uncertain of the path forward
The way you looked at me today I thought you wanted my cock
Eric continued
I thought you needed it
Prove to me you want it Liz
show me how much you need it
I slid my lower hand now inside my little hole
it was dry and tight
I almost had to push through the wall to reach further inside
where I could finally my finger could finally feel warm
where I could finally feel some moisture
as I now focused even more intensely on Eric
on how much I had wanted him when I came home
how earlier that day I had cried
how my pillow had become wet from my free flowing tears
back to how my hand had slid underneath my breast
feeling out my young nipple
as I wondered what might of been
the other hand
finding it’s way into my thong
searching for my sweet spot
inside my tiny hole
I remembered back to wanting him
to how much I really did need him
to how much I really did long for him
only hours earlier

Lifting my legs open slightly further
with my knees now lifted from my bed
I lowered the hand from my breast
down toward my clitoris
above my other hand
as it continued searching within me
forcing its fingers higher
further into my tight little hole
I could feel some moisture leaking onto my long fingers

Dripping within them
toward my knuckles
with my eyes tightly shut I began quivering
my clitoris now swelling
needing for my touch
I could then hear Eric moving
his shoes were being unlaced
his belt buckle being undone
he sound as if he was now beside me
his voice body below bed height
I could hear his pants meeting my floor
his briefs then hitting the ground
as I pushed ever forward
massaging my mound
now opening up even further
furiously rubbing my clit
my tight little pussy soaking
champing at the bit
to have my lover enter me
to fuck my wanton cunt
to fill me with his cock juice
and end my needy plight

You do need me Liz
Eric said softly
now from alongside my bed
as he peeled back my blond hair
to whisper in my ear
you need your boyfriends long stick
to ram inside your hole
you naughty little girl
you dirty little mole
fucking open wider
you thirsty young slut
open up your asshole
slide a finger in your butt
taste my hot thick cream
he yelled now
with a scream
open your eyes and watch it
watch my fat load team
as lowering my hand further south
releasing a rush of juice
I opened my hungry eyes
to gaze upon his length
as he shot forth his slippery cum
with all his college boy strength
the hot sticky liquid
wet my nose and met my lips
as I felt my body writhing
to further open my hips
I brought my tongue forward now
to taste a slither of his sticky cum
as my juicy finger slid further north
deeper inside my bum
 

 

 

Liz

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Liz’s story

Liz is just out of school. At 5 ft 9 in height, aged 18 she is a blonde with beautiful pert breasts, a slim and attractive figure and a penchant for shopping. Enter Eric, her hours graduate boyfriend entering his final year of study in London. As a historian. Eris, who has plans to be a lecturer at Oxford, has broad cheekbones, gorgeous green eyes and exceptional looks. He is taken aback with his crazy girlfriend, who despite her outgoing personality, is relatively experienced in the bedroom.

Liz

Elizabeth was exhausted
all the bra’s were either too big
too small
or not the color that suited
suited her blond complexion
finally
a black lace bra
that she could actually wear with something
a smile greeted her young lips
maybe even some teeth
perhaps even the hint of a tongue
as she posed for another selfie
quickly kiking it sideways to Eric
who was waiting at home
well he wasn’t exactly waiting
he was studying for his finals
maybe I should have gone shopping with you
he fired back

Elizabeth was restless now
the center had her all wound up
clothes hangers
change rooms
confined spaces
people
undressing her in every aisle
as they glanced around corners
in awe of her beauty
her youth
her poise
she became frustrated

Her mind drifted back to Eric
to his laugh
the way his green cords lingered around his thighs
his silly cardigans
and handsome chest
his beautiful green eyes
inviting her to come in
she was seriously in love this time
he was the one
and he was laced with candy
all the way to the top
no school
no parents
and a sexy new bra
to tease his teenage cock
and he was actually waiting at home for her

Up the elevators she proceeded
across the marble floor
through men’s fashion
boxers
underwear
aisle 5 ladies lingerie
bras
hosiery
thongs
stockings
looking up
children’s wear
hair care
music
lipstick
perfume
I’m taking the stairs this time
my stocking has a tear in it now
how did that happen
these wedges are no good on stairs
finally at the top
hello to you too Sir

The cafeteria
more stairs
the ladies room
there it is
three cubicles
I’ll take that one to the left
glancing in the mirror
closing the door
sweating
hot
perspiring
skirt
stockings
hurry up
briefs
just pull down
quickly
open up your legs
finally
now I can breathe
at last
my tight little pussy aches this afternoon
I can’t wait
It’s over an hour to home
so fucking horny
rub it
finger your slit
you dirty little whore
harder
faster
give it a good fingering
push it
push it
push it in
fuck that feels good
fuck
that
feels
good

Elizabeth…or Liz as she was known to her friends
felt a bit dirty
the shopping centre moment was hardly her finest hour
her mother, a diligent Presbyterian
had raised to be a lady
fingering herself in a toilet cubicle
deep inside a shopping centre
could not be referred to as lady like
she had not orgasmed or even really released any juice
but the thought of the transaction stayed with her
the windows of the bus only protecting her from those outside
not from her thoughts within
as the bus continued on its merry way home
ambling through afternoon traffic
on an otherwise beautiful spring day

Liz thought of Eric
her crotch stirred beneath her ripped stocking
what would she wear?
she needed to turn him on…and in a hurry
Liz’s feelings this time were too strong to let him slip away
as boys had done in the past
her inaction on the sex front had been noticeable
but she was a year older now
and this was Mr. Right
not some gay lame bloke that just wanted to get in her pants
this was the real item
as her father would say
Liz would definitely put her new black lace bra on
she had three thongs in mind
perhaps the new purple and pink Ann Summers thong
suited the occasion
her pussy was neatly trimmed
with almost a V at its surface
the thong had a V cut out around the waist
perfect
she thought
to lure him into her bedroom

Liz was by no means experienced
okay…she had had sex before
but the experience was far from enlightening
she had no real idea what to do
let alone what to say
having sex with a college boy half drunk after the school prom
Wow Liz you’re so experienced
she thought to herself ashamedly
you really shot the ball out of the park
as her Dad would say
she hadn’t even sucked a boys cock
she wasn’t scared to do so
she knew boys liked it
or at least that’s what her girlfriends had said
it was just that she didn’t know how to do it
as she had never had the opportunity to do it before
now she had that opportunity
and she wasn’t going to let it slip
from her tight, wanton grasp

Liz alighted from the bus
her shopping bag in hand
the black lace bra
ready for its first outing
well, second I suppose if you take selfies into account
within minutes she was at the door
ringing her doorbell
there he was
Eric
the absolutely drop dead gorgeous spunk she dreamed of
how she pulled this one off was an uncertainty
yet there was one certainty firmly entrenched in her teenage mind
he was a dish
she jumped up on him
hugging him furiously
wrapping her long legs around his waist
all but falling over 
Eric smiled
laughing at his crazy girlfriend
Was she always like this?
He wondered
Liz led him back inside by the hand
How is your study going?
she inquired
Yeah good replied Eric
Well let me take a shower then I will hear all about
she said
not that she was stimulated at the thought of the French Revolution
Liz’s mind wasn’t too keen on wandering further back than 18.29 today
let alone 1879, over two hundred years ago
and Eric’s dissertation on the strengths and weaknesses
of Napoleons Bonaparte versus Ottoman Von Bismarck
was the farthest thing from her hormone injected train of thought

Liz peeled her stockings down slowly this time
taking time to remove her briefs
she sat watching
as the warm pee struggled out at first
then gushed from her young smooth slit
choosing to wipe herself at length
before entering the warmth of her shower
the wash was cold at first
her young body drinking in the flow
allowing the liquid time to heat up
as it wound its way from her shoulders
zig zagging across her pert breasts
her tight stomach
before criss crossing again
over her snatch
down her thighs toward her slender feet
she managed to catch some wash
pushing it from aside her hips
guiding it into the tight groove
up inside her pink hole
she needed to be fresh
to smell sexy
for her hunky historian
she laughed to herself
Oh Liz you’re such a card
a trick
as her father would say

It took Liz minutes to position her bra in the mirror
her breasts were finally standing up
pushing into the centre
exactly how she wanted them
the purple and pink thong
with boy legs glued to her thighs
rode all the way up her slit
with the V neck cut out 
at waist height
exposing her short blond mound
Liz threw on her pink robe
well it was more like a mini dress
quickly brushing her hair
madly cleaning her teeth
sliding into some flats
and there she sat
on a high bar stool
above her studying love
making sure he was well and truly distracted

Can I get you something?
she said
opening and crossing her legs at the same time
ensuring her handsome catch was well in view
of her purple and pink sensation
her ultimate prize
the sexy tone in her voice moving slowly toward him
above his broad cheek bones
encircling his gorgeous green eyes
before landing below his wavy hairline
into his nearby earshot
I’d love to have something to drink
Eric replied
But I need to submit this by 6pm
and it’s almost three
maybe some lime cordial would be good
Sure said Liz
standing up
somewhat hesitantly now
her heart sinking well below her flats
down through the floor boards
and into the dirt below
I understand
she said
let me make you a lime cordial
she said
and I’ll be out of your hair
Ice?
She questioned
as she sliced a lime and added the cool water
Thanks darling
came Eric’s reply
somewhat annoyed that his train of thought had been lost
he couldn’t remember that European authors name now
was it J.P.?
he’d lost it
Liz’s Issey Miyake perfume was always his undoing
he thought
as she returned to place the tall glass at his side
I’m going to read my book for a while sweetheart
Liz said softly
If I’m asleep wake me after six when you have submitted it
thanks honey
he said
returning to his train of thought
Europe Grandeur and Decline
now I remember

Liz made her own lime cordial
then angled her way toward the bedroom
pulling back her fresh white sheets
drawing back her curtains
to lie
staring at her ceiling
in anguish
she had not wanted Eric
she had needed him
her body was shivering
alight with desire
she slid a finger between her lips
sucking on it slowly
taking the scent of the fresh body wash
along her tongue toward her throat
fuck Bismarck 
she said to herself
screw you Napoleon
you pompous twat
and fuck you too Eric
well I wish I could
she mused
as a tear flowed across her nose toward her mouth
I just wish it had happened
she thought dejectedly
maybe he doesn’t really want me
she cried
as her pillow became wet from the free flowing tears
her hand slid underneath her black bra
feeling out her young nipple
as she wondered what might of been
the other hand
finding it’s way into her thong
searching for her sweet spot
inside that tiny hole
she paused
returning her moist finger
back between her lips
she was wet now
her young dripping body
forcing open her legs
begging her to enter 
her smooth and hungry slit
to let all her beautiful juice out
as she rubbed her swollen clit
watching all the time
trying not to spill the lime