inside my groove

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My hips they drifted
from side to side
along the bed
against your slide
the water lapped
yet never came in
lulled by your breathing
within the swim

my breasts they danced
beneath your flow
soft to your touch
warm and smooth
writhing as I melted
inside my groove

feeling sore

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I was sore
I lay at the end of the bed
watching
his hand moved slowly
from right down the bottom
toward the ridge of his head
his thumb circling the top
before commencing the descent again
I leaned forward
to slightly touch his butt hole
every so softly
with my finger
following with my tongue
licking his swollen balls
then allowing my lips
to follow his hand north
climbing his sexy pole
one kiss at a time
his hand passed by
moving south again
as I licked
underneath the ridge
toward his peak

With the smell of my own scent
now upon me
I encircled the cape
swallowing his beautiful head
caressing the brow
and licking the tip
allowing my tongue to wander
all over his gorgeous crest
my eyes meeting his

His hand became restless
climbing to the top
he became anxious
his face now full of want
I lay my tongue out flat
my mouth now wider than wide
I needed so much to please him
to take him deep inside

His cream lay still at first
an entree for my soul
before bursting forth upon me
from out his hand held hole
I quickly gathered him in
clenching at his shaft
swallowing the juices
down to the very last
so smooth
so warm and lovely
it was mine all mine all mine
licking at his shaft now
feeling rather fine

With soreness having left me
I need to lie with him
cheekbone upon cheekbone
the love of skin to skin
nestling into his neck now
feeling his soft heartbeat
the distant sound of birds
cars playing in the street
snuggling with my man
rubbing
feet to feet
I can’t remember a day
before we came to meet

Bath time in Sorrento

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Bath time in Sorrento

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

gardening

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He lay thinking of his day
of her
remembering her in the garden
pruning roses
of the short dress riding up her thighs
of her panties clinging to her butt
he remembered hugging her tightly
as her breasts pressed hard into his chest
toward evening he noticed her slit
sitting flush in her panties centre
as her dress lifted briefly in the breeze

The children were reading next door in the cabin
aside the warm fireplace
embers crackling before burning into the night
her cheekbones nestled into his neck
I just want to sleep
she whispered softly
he stirred
not wanting to to make noise with the children nearby
before reaching across to find her gorgeous breasts
I just want to sleep
she repeated

He lay back
before thoughts of her breasts
her cheekbones
her neckline
her panties
thighs
butt and eyes
overtook him
he captivated and held onto the image of her slit
the vision of her panties
riding high into her tunnel

Lowering his hand he kneaded out his cock
so long and rock hard
as if a steel bar had been inserted through his centre
opening his legs slightly
careful not to make a sound
he began thrusting back and forth
moving with heated pleasure
he had to let it out
he thrust his hand higher
up around his throbbing knob
it felt like a fire was burning through his veins
his torso was tight strong and firm
within moments her fingers massaged his balls
then wandered around his ass
he stroked even harder
along his massive pole
fingers strangling the length
as she gently massaged his hole

My cunts wet darling
she whispered in his ear
my cunt’s so wet darling
put it inside me dear
and with that he ripped her pants
further down her legs
before jumping high above her spread
then thrusting his heat inside
high inside her warmth
searching high within her walls
there it is
he said
as his pre-cum found her juice
wetting his burning passion
with his fire cutting loose
fuck you turn me on
she said
as he gushed and shot then moaned
squirting out his love for her
as if no one was home

You just needed a hole for your cock she said
softly in his ear
whispering I’ve missed you darling
for the children not to hear
before opening her legs even wider
to take him one more time
enjoying his extra length
as he came once more inside
then laying upon his back
drowning in her scent
he smiled as another day with her
was another day well spent

kiss and drop

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The cars rolled around on queue as one by one the infants approached
clutching onto their schoolbags, pencil cases and water bottles
the sun was hot at this time of day
as Skye took time to readjust her hair
the feint smell of Issay Mayake perfume still present upon her wrist
this was the time of day she loved
seeing all the little ones smile and skip a step
as their parents approached
kiss and drop as it was known provided Skye with an escape
a repository far away from the mundane life that awaited her
far away from another lonely night at home

Mother by mother paraded around the turn in their new SUV’s
a few grandparents took part in this ritual
not to mention the occasional stay at home or single dad
opening and shutting the car doors
making sure each child was buckled in safely
greeting the parents
waving goodbye to the young students
then taking in the fresh air as another summers afternoon meandered by
in the mid-west town of Brigalow Hill

Young Dirk gathered his goods and chattels together as his father approached
Hi said Skye amicably
as she buckled young Dirk into the rear safety seat of their old station wagon
before opening the front door to throw Dirks bag on the front seat
Hi to you said Dirk’s Dad Dan
leaning across the front seat to take the schoolbags strap
then as Skye lent over her necklace caught the end of the cars handbrake
unable to lift her head she was hooked up via the neck
Daniel moved his arm across slowly to gather in the silver
It’s okay he said politely I’ll pull it off
then blushing a bright pink to match her bra now fully exposed to Dan
Skye lifted her head back up
Thanks she said drawing away
I owe you one
Dan smiled briefly
focusing now intently on her deep blue eyes
Anytime came his reply

Bye Miss Jones yelled Dirk from the window as their car rolled away
Bye to you came her distant reply
as Skye turned back toward the staff rooms
before collecting her brief case and homework assignments to mark
within minutes she had traversed across the wooden bridge that separated her from town
and was out on the open road toward her two young horses Bill and Josie
and her beloved dog Ranger
her mind drifted back to Dirk’s dad Dan
what a pleasant smile
how easy going was he?
she pondered
I owe you one
she mused
before taking in a dollop of her strawberry homemade pie

Winter in Brigalow Hill was all about sport for the children
and keeping warm for the adults
Skye spent most lunch breaks at the student services counter
keeping track of each child’s movement
in and out of sick bay
or watching as they filtered back and forth from the school canteen
with the second break almost over most of the children were ambling back into class
Skye noticed from the corner of her eye a parent with a football at the reception desk
OMG she inhaled to herself
It was Dirk’s dad Dan
dressed in crimson jeans, purple converse and a white t-shirt
he looked HOT
she felt a twinge trickle down her spine
and a small ounce of fluid leak from within her thighs
then readjusting her navy blue skirt and straightening her pantyhose she stood up
her heightened nipples becoming apparent from beneath her cream silk shirt as she approached him
It’s okay Sonia she said
I’ll take care of it
Smiling courteously she then directed Dan down toward the sports locker room
Apologies said Daniel
Dirks been a tad forgetful of late
he said
before taking the pencil to sign Dirks football into the sports book
Bloody pencils he said as the pencil broke onto the page
then locking the sports room door Skye reached from behind him to take the pencil
I’m not to forgetful she responded
I owe you one she said in her most sultry voice
and then taking his hand she slowly unzipped the fly of his jeans
and proceeded to unbutton his boxers
before turning Dan around to face her
Here she said
Let me sharpen that pencil for you

Within seconds Skye was on her knees
taking Dan’s now lengthening flesh between her lips
releasing moisture onto her tongue to lubricate the flow of his growing shaft
as he pushed in and out of her mouth

moaning in pleasure Dan thrust forth
now pulling Skye’s black short red hair
forcing the cusp of her head onto his eager and wanton cock
when the last lunch bell rang
Skye knew everyone would soon be back in class or out on the back sports oval
as she continued to repay her debt to Dan
then suddenly
a knock on the door
she quickly rose to place the palm of her hand over Dan’s mouth
easing him now before the sports room door
Who is it
she said in a court voice
It’s me Mr. Rowles
I just need to pick up the Volleyball for Year 6
he replied
One minute said Skye
I’ll grab it for you
she said before placing a finger over her lips to signal Dan toward silence
I’m doing a Winter stock-take here in peace she laughingly said to Mr. Rowles
then unlocking the door and opening it slightly ajar she handed him the volleyball
from beneath the sports room table
Thanks came his reply
I shall leave you in peace
Then relocking the door Skye made her way back toward the sports room table
bending over to reposition a volleyball that had rolled forward
then lowering her pantyhose to her thighs
pulling her thong lower and leaning over the table she turned to Dan
Lets finish our game
she said
Dan reached forward to enter her outstretched pussy lips
with her blue skirt riding up her legs and her stomach flat on the table
Skye took Dan further in
deeper and deeper inside her anxious cunt
within a minute Dan was moaning again
as he came with an almighty grunt
he couldn’t believe what was happening
he’d never played this sport
well never in a school locker room
and never with such a sort

Then rolling onto her back
Skye sat up and began to rub
fingering inside the warmth
of come and sweat and love
her clit was truly swollen
full of heat and myrrh
as Dan leaned forth to kiss her
her mind was now but a blur
rub it for me darling
he whispered in her ear
then gently massaging her nipples
she came in a rush without fear
moaning softly in pleasure
as her fingers thrust up her hole
before releasing that ounce of juice
toward her orgasmic goal
spasm after spasm
she gushed on the tables edge
bucking writhing and moaning
as Dan entered the corners of her bra
wanting to expose her nipples
needing to go that far

Then sitting up and smiling
Skye reached for her pretty blue thong
then lifted her pantyhose up
and zipped her skirt back on
I’ll unhook you anytime said Dan
with a pleasant and sweet grin
Thanks for repaying the favor
Thanks for letting me in
then following Skye down the aisle
back toward the path and bus stop
he caught a glimpse of last summer
of Miss Jones at kiss and drop

take me in

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The iron bark splintered her finger
as she pushed the wood up inside the stove
before slamming the door shut
only to lick some blood away with the splinters head

The oil was now hot
placing a kitchen chair in front of her she rested her feet
lifting her legs before slightly parting them
taking time out to listen
the fire began surging from inside its stove
crackling then whistling
heating from below

The zucchini was warm too
as it drank in the oil
before meeting her lips
then disappearing slowly
inside her
her left had now opening a passage up higher
for her tiny vibe to wander
up then slowly down
slithering upon her swollen clit

Now she arched her back up even higher
to thrust the green length in
as she lowered her vibe in anticipation
to play with her tight now wet butt
yet before she had time to insert it
her pussy exploded with a gush
opening her legs even wider
Soph came with a powerful rush

The tea was soon to boil
her fingers wrapped the cup for heat
as she listened once more to her fire
whilst staring at her feet
they rested flat on the chair now
as she lowered the cup upon her chest
before fondling the small matt of pubes
and gently rubbing her breast
her orgasm had drained Sophie’s energy
yet a tingling sensation remained
hopefully he’d soon be awake
to enter her once again

Back in bed she snuggled in tight
to her warm and cosy tall man
angling her feet alongside his
placing her warm fingers inside his hand
he stirred now ever so slightly
before rolling now upon his back
Hi babe
he whispered softly
then drifted toward his need for sleep
Soph listened and waited for morning
playing quietly with the hair upon his chest
her fingers nestling within his warm jumper
in love with his muscular breast
the inside of her thigh
lifting to meet his smooth sword
her need for him would now lay dormant
until morning could be heard

She listened again for her fire
and sucked her finger
her blood and her scent
peaceful content and in love
Soph felt restful and partially spent
her eyelids now closed slowly in memory
of the time when he’d taken her in
the girl with the wandering spirit
the girl with a passion for him

In times when I feel cold

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It was late
I was cold
I needed to sleep
fictional characters rattled inside my head
further out from your blanket filled bed
inside your head
dreams filtered through
I needed the characters to leave me
I wanted to dream of you

The cold air dissipated
as my toes met yours
your warm feet
stirring quietly
alone in your world
I could feel my body
needing you
your touch
your tongue
your love
you

sliding a finger beneath my thong
the wetness gathering below the surface
beneath the groove
waiting
hiding
within the crevices of my slit
for you to arrive

Drifting now
into sleep with you
marking time
with your metre
your breath
your dreams

Light tickled my eyes
the sun
trying to come inside
the sheet
wandering away from me
as I rolled over
to see you
with your knees upright
I listened
to the sound that awoke me
the wrestling of your want
laying a hand on your stomach
I watched
your fingers
struggling against your shaft
blood
firing through your neck
into your the storm of your temple
flowing at will
through your biceps
your chest
back within your torso
to meet me
with my soothing hand
circling
as my fingers crept beneath
feeling their way
below your swelling
across the surface
caressing the opening
the entrance to your desire

I was too late
your want too strong
too deep
bucking and moaning
you writhed
attempting to gather you
to reel you in
to quell the subsidence
sitting up
releasing my breasts
to capture your need
to drown in your lust
to drink in your desire
before you crashed
hot
spent
in spasms
near me

Massaging your juice across my breasts
arousing my nipples
lathering the torso
asking your fingers
to join in the dance
my destiny soon arrived
with my wetness upon me
with my fingers deep in the pink
being licked now by your tongue
without any time to think
I exploded
in waves upon my fingers
gushing warmly upon your mouth
with the sweet nectar gently flowing
I needed to let more out
lifting my butt from the bed
with my back arching way up high
two fingers dove in deep
to release the stars from my sky
my own self came crashing now
amidst moaning
spasms
and a cry
screaming out your name
searching for reasons why

Why it was I loved you
with a passion and with heat
why you turn me on
every time we meet
why I need to take you
deep within my soul
to fill my heart with warmth
in times when I feel cold

becky

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The bell sounded
it was the end of the last period for the week
I couldn’t believe it
no more law until Tuesday week
I had tort law running through my head
at 90 miles per hour
not to mention criminal
the precedence set by this
did he have the state of mind for that
it was seriously all too much
In the cafeteria Billy came over for a chat
as I took the coffee to go
she asked if she could visit on Saturday
now we were on break I said fine
she was lonely no doubt
with her family all the way down south
and a one bedroom bedsit was hardly the place to spend Easter
all on your lonesome
I raced to catch the bus
and within an hour was showered and in bed
Cest le vie to term one I thought 
this little black duck is over and out

The door bell rang at about 9 Saturday night
I was pleased to see Billy
she was fun
growing up on a big farm she had some great stories
and she loved a drink and a party
she was always friendly to me around campus
come upstairs
 I said
I am still halfway through dressing
I still hadn’t finished washing so I wore a skirt only
screw the panties
I thought
its only Billy and I
and reaching for a bra
I grabbed the first one I could see
that pink pokodot number well I guess that will have to do

Billy laughed
What up
I said somewhat bemused
I wish I was as unorganised as you
she smiled
I’m so anal when it comes to clothes
It takes me an hour to leave home
she said
don’t laugh
I exclaimed
this is little Beck on a good day
Okay so I have my skirt the sexy wedges my little pink t
and the good old pokodot bra number
lets hit it
I said

When we arrived the club was already on the go
most of our year was there
that gorgeous hunk Pete Styrus
Jackson Hull
not to mention Calvin Gale
fuck I would like to have that guy for breakfast
I thought
three Bacardi Breezers later
Billy and I hit the Tequilas
the pit was hot and I was loving the freedom
of a Saturday without study
of a Saturday night with so many studs, more to the point
Billy kept slamming the Tequilas into me
I was pretty well wasted by the time 3am arrived
I worked all night on Calvin
at least we exchanged phone numbers
I said to Billy
as we struggled our way out of the taxi
back at my place I poured Billy a Vodka lime and soda
we relaxed on the couch watching
as the lights on the bay flickered in the breeze
the lights  catching site of the shark nets
as they came on intermittently

No way
I screamed
I flew upstairs into the top bathroom
quickly sliding two fingers down my throat
letting it all out
A burger from Charlies
three Bacardi Breezers
however many tequilas
and whatever else lay lurking
I felt fucking terrible
as I sliced another paper towel
and more soap from the cylinder
splashing water on my eyes to relieve some of the strain
keeping the tap on full tilt I threw away the pink t
the pokadot number
and flicked on the shower
before hopping in skirt and all
I have to get this shit off me
I thought
the hot water built up quickly
I could finally breath again in spite of the steam
looking up I noticed the pink t and the pokadot number
falling from above the shower door to my feet
you’d better wash these as well
said Billy
laughing as she threw them in
how embarrassing I shouted
above the sound of the gushing water
as I bent down to peel my skirt away from my ankles
Its okay
said Billy
we’ve all been there
Hey Bill
I said
Can you be a doll and bring me that blue night dress
from my yellow drawer the top shelf Honey
Sure
she replied
placing it on the towel rack before heading back downstairs
to her Vodka
Sorry sweetheart
I said
drying my hair and returning to the couch
You’re fine
Don’t even think about it
you’re just letting off a bit of steam letting go of semester one
said Billy
Letting go of the fact I couldn’t pick up Calvin
I said sombrely

Hey
said Billy
leaning forward to caress my cheekbones with her hands
Screw Calvin you’ve got good old Billy to hang with
we both laughed
I was so fucked up I should probably be crying
I thought to myself
As my head fell in a heap on the pillow to crash totally out of Semester one
It must have been about 11 when the screen door closed
Billy found her way back from the balcony
I stole some moisturiser
I’ve been treating my feet
she said
Tell me about it
I replied
the walk from the top campus down to the bottom is horrendous
those steps are killers
I said
Do you want me to treat you?
Billy asked
Treat me
Spoil me
I replied
still half smashed
As Billy sat beside me on the couch
squeezing a dollop of the smooth moisturiser over the crown of my foot
then gently under my heel
Oh more,  more that feels sensational Billy
Thank you, you moisturising goddess
You saviour of all first year law students
Billy massaged the back of my ankles
then lathered some cream into my calves
before rubbing the smooth liquid in
then retreating back onto my feet and toes
thanks Billy
I said
and I really meant it
two times on the bike at the gym this week and my calves were a wreck
Billy can you splash some on my fingers? 
I asked
On Thursday night my aqua class punished my thighs
I explained
I went to work on them with the lotion from left to right
then down to my knees
here
said Billy
let me
Billy picked up where I left off
I lifted my pretty blue night dress toward my hips
to afford my guest some room to assist her in alleviating my tightness
with her hands pushing firmly in the centre of my thighs
Billy lowered her fingers under my legs then up
and slowly down my inner thighs
fuck that feels good Billy
I said
as she continued to open the door on my holidays
sorry Billy I said
as I lifted my legs up at the knees to relieve an itch 
the last thing you need after a night out
is to have a nineteen year old pussy thrown in your face like that
I said
as I realized albeit too late
that Billy would have copped an eyeful of my exposed slit
Billy laughed
Its ok I’ve seen worse
she laughed
I bet you have
I said
leaning forward to pull her hair playfully
you dirty little cowgirl
Billy blushed in fact she almost turned over the top red
So how did you find out?
she asked
Billy what are you talking about?
I said
It was just a joke
Billy relaxed
I know
she said
I’m just a bit sensitive
she went on, somewhat hesitantly
it’s just
she paused
I am in a relationship with a girl from back home
she said
I did want to tell you though I was worried you wouldn’t be my friend
You’d think I was some gay lame psycho goth from Alabama
she confessed
Well you got the last part right
I said
But seriously sister you and I are tight
I love you
I said
reaching out to hug her
I don’t care what political persuasion you lean toward
I still want you as my friend
I whispered in her ear
pulling her tightly into my chest to release all the warmth I could muster
One or two tears met my cheekbones
as Billy slowly withdrew before wiping her eyes
and laughing her way through the tears

 

By the way she said
Your wrong about your snatch
I reckon Calvin’s missing out on a catch
she said
as a ten mile wide smile returned to her face
I can’t believe you did actually look
I screamed
before rising to chase her all the way back upstairs
You naughty little cowgirl If  I wasn’t raised better I’d throw you over my knee and give you a good spanking
I said
in between fits of laughter
Billy jumped upon my bed and lay now on her side
her head resting upright with her elbow on the bed
on a serious note
she said in her best attorney accent
thank you for understanding babe
I haven’t been in town long enough
to have newcomers run out on me
and your acceptance of who I am is appreciated
I lay down beside her guiding her hair away from her eyes
above her forehead before engaging her beautiful still teary eyes
hey you gorgeous lesbian
I said
this little black duck isn’t going anywhere

 

The phone rang
I hopped up
Beck speaking
Billy could hear me laughing from the living room
Where’s Mrs Gale then?
I joked
well my offers only good for 24 hours
I told Calvin shortly  after I hung the phone up
What’s happening girlfriend
remarked Billy
now standing directly behind me
Calvin’s girl is out of town for the weekend
I told him I’d act as a backup
He’s on his way
I said
Cool
said Billy
Do you want me to leave?
Of course not
I replied
stick around Billy
Calvin’s parents are in town
He won’t be here for long
Lets head out for Thai when he’s left how does that sound?
I asked
As long as I’m not in your way?
Billy questioned
Don’t be ridiculous this guy only wants to get his dick wet
its not like he’s a lifelong soul mate
I said
remember friends first philanderers second 
I joked
either way  I’ll make myself scarce and check in my room
to listen to some music maybe catch up on last semesters sleep
said Billy
Cool
I said
I’m going to freshen up for my catch

I knew Calvin would come around
to see things from my perspective
like I said to him
you have to choose between the girl you’ve already slept with
for over a year now
or something new
something different
someone young
and fresh
you make your mind up Calvin
I had said to him
but you only have twenty four hours

Calvin was a 25 year old honor’s student
with all the trimmings
and blue blood to boot
he had all the trappings to
a known cad on campus
Calvin’s eyes wandered way past the first year students
all the way to the lecturing department from all accounts
but I was ready
what did I care
I’m nineteen
single
and smooth
fuck
I’m not too smooth
I thought
grabbing a razor
and removing a batch of small hairs
hiding the entrance to my tender opening
leaving only a tussock of blonde above
before lathering myself with the vanilla body wash

My quest had been realized
Calvin was on his way over
poor Billy
I thought
as I massaged my slit then inside my butt cheeks
bending over to ensure my coverage was complete

Billy
she really didn’t strike me as being in a lesbian relationship
she had never really mentioned anyone close
let alone a girlfriend
I stood up to lather my breasts
the sweet smelling liquid racing across their face
over my torso and back
then down into my hollow
before sidestepping my toes and flowing out of sight
Billy
with her dark black hair and warm hands
rubbing moisturiser into my tired legs
teary eyed then loving and kind
Billy
lying alone in her room now
in the company of my home

Billy sat in the spare room
she hitched up her skirt to reveal her exposed mound
having followed Beck’s queue she too had not worn any underwear

 

despite Beck having showered last night
following her violent illness
Billy remained clothed as she had been for the past 24 hours
she had been otherwise occupied
focusing on Beck
the gorgeous tall blonde with whom she had been infatuated with
since arriving on campus
having stomached the courage to invite herself over
a move she had been planning for weeks now
everything had played into her hands
or so she thought
with Beck drunk
rejected by her Calvin
and in need of a massage
all the stars aligned
but it wasn’t to be
Billy found herself backtracking at 100 miles an hour
into some bullshit story about a girl friend back home
anyway at least Beck appeared to swallow it
but that was kind of irrelevant now Billy thought
because Beck was about to swallow Calvin

 

Billy was frustrated
she closed her tired eyes and replayed the last 24 hours
her mind replayed it all in slow motion
back to when she arrived at Beck’s
to watching her dress into her pretty pokadot bra and pink t shirt
to catching glimpses of her exposed snatch on the ride home
Becks fetish for not wearing panties had lit a fire between Billy’s own legs
eyes closed Billy’s mind drifted
to watching as Beck showered
she paused as the video was stuck
stuck at the scene where Beck had bent over in the shower
to remove her skirt as it caught itself upon her wet ankles
Billy started to remove her own skirt
her own slit was wet
in need of some attention
full of frustration
of pent up desire
of lust
of hunger for Beck
for what seemed like an eternity
Billy had stood staring at Becks beautiful blonde body
as she lathered her back and shoulder blades in wash

Billy had allowed her eyes to drink in the firmness of Becks butt
her long legs and tight inner thighs
the video continued in Billy’s mind
with Billy now searching her own inner thighs
as she fast forwarded to their brief intimacy
to the couch scene
when Billy had been careful to gently caress Becks feet
her ankles and then her thighs sweating inside
nervous and scared
Billy had proceeded to approach her friends exposed prize
the bounty that she had longed for
driven forth on adrenalin alone Billy had continued on massaging
touching and spoiling Becks body
until her cover had been blown
the video ended

 

 

yet Billy needed a replay
her anxious now wet hole needed another dose
another shot of Beck
of Beck lying comfortably on the warm leather couch
knees upright
lifting her pretty blue night dress
then opening her legs to give Billy all she had dreamed of
for so many months prior
Billy began to reach into her wetness
with one hand arousing her breast
playing with her now erect nipple
she began entering
finding herself with her long juicy fingers
as her dark hair retreated
to push open the path for her

Billy shut her eyes even tighter now
clutching to the vision of Beck on the couch
the smell of the moisturizer
the softness of her skin
she placed two fingers on either side of her swollen button
holding
holding
pushing
then releasing them
allowing the droplets to slide within her slit
where now her fingers played
chasing her wanton lust
channeling her desire
until finally she gave in
writhing forward in ecstasy with her fingers deep inside
as she thrust them further up
hanging on her gspot
before opening up her walls to release the pent up desire
the juice from within her love hole
tightening her torso muscles to push a bit more out
finally the pleasure flowed over
Becks vision reappeared
leaving Billy flat in a spasm
the aftershocks squeezing her rear

over the brow

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down my neckline
a bead of sweat
encircling my breast
taut torso met
landing strip trespassed
over the brow
heat upon lips
tongue touching now
slicing my need
gathering me in
deep inside my evening
the fire within
burning opening anxious
writhing toward the fall
wanting needing longing
giving you my all
then just before the spasm
threw me from my cliff
I felt a lightning bolt
from something firm and stiff
it must have been the change
bringing breeze back in
it must have been your love
buried beneath my sin

 

Skye’s Summer

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the last chukka

Sylvia wound down the window on the Mercedes station wagon.
“Bye Harry, goodbye Tom”, Cliff said “Bye bub. What’s for dinner?” He asked Sylvia.
“Moroccan chicken” his wife replied.
“I won’t be late” he said, before watching as the Mercedes commenced the journey back to town.
“Well played Cliff” the club secretary noted, as he passed by Cliff’s truck to head for the Pavilion.
Old Errol loves his beer, Cliff thought to himself, as he walked around the back of his polo truck.
His polo groom Skye was just letting “Llorento”, the last of the horses free. With all the tack back in the truck, and the horses fed and watered, they were just about ready to leave. Then sitting on the back of the Rover taking off his polo boots Cliff flinched. Skye had thrown half her water bottle down his Jodhpur’s front. “I told you I’d get you” she laughed.
“You naughty little girl“, He quipped. “You’ll pay for that”.

The lights flickered in and out of the passenger seat on the drive home, capturing Skye’s polo shirt and tights. She too had been playing with water. Maybe she had wet herself when hosing down the horses, Cliff thought, as her wet polo shirt caught his eye. Both way it was summer, and no doubt she would be straight in the pool when they arrived home. Like so many other English polo grooms Sydney was home in summer. The eastern suburbs and north shore were lined with beaches, close to polo fields, close to money, and close to boys, or men, whichever you preferred.
“You are a seriously naughty girl for wetting Daddy”, yelled Cliff, as he now caught a glimpse of Skye’s young butt, wandering through the Rover headlights on the way inside his home. Then taking a shower Cliff could see Skye’s bikini top from the bathroom window. He watched as she lay on her back in the salt water pool, breasts upright. Her young nipples pointing firmly northward to the night sky. Soon the moon would arrive to replace the pool lights, and push everyone toward another Monday, of commuting, suits, skirts and computers. He kissed Sylvia on the cheek, before retiring downstairs to watch the last few chukkas of his polo game on video. He was bloody annoyed. The 8 goal polo player they were paying to play in the tournament was having a shocker. “Useless”, Cliff said to himself. “I don’t know what this guy’s game is”.

Cliff went down to the garage to place the cell phone in the Rover, he knew he’d forget it in the morning otherwise. Passing Skye’s room he noticed her door ajar, watching as she turned out the bedside lamp and slid into bed with nothing but her knickers on. Her small “A” cup breasts meeting his eyes as he wandered down the hallway. Then returning within seconds to slowly approach her bed, Cliff placed a toy rubber snake on her bedside table, before turning on the lamp near her bed. Skye rolled over, only to scream at the top of her lungs at the sight of the snake, as she leapt from the bed, jumping toward the curtains in the corner of her room. “You bastard”, she exclaimed.
“I told you were a naughty girl for wetting Daddy” Cliff replied. “Now it’s time for Daddy to wet you”.
The next morning Skye arrived home from the beach. She always had the Monday morning free from her duties as a nanny. She needed the break on Monday mornings. Polo grooming on the weekend was somewhat demanding, and then there was the drive home.  Today her wrists were still a bit sore too. She thought she might take in a shower. Last night Cliff, or Daddy as she knew him, had managed to tie her to either end of the Rover tailgate, before spanking her naughty little bottom with the polo whip. “Poor daddy”, she thought to herself, having tied her ankles tightly together with the purple polo bandages, he had found it hard to forge his large cock into her slight little pussy. “Anyway, boys will be boys”, she thought. Nevertheless her wrists really did hurt, the rope from the polo halter had bit into them, as she struggled to set herself free, in search of daddy’s present.

With Tom and Harry left for the bus stop, Cliff long gone and the Bub back in her cot, Sylvia had already taken her customary  bath and was back in bed, asleep to the peaceful sounds of the babies monitor downstairs. Sylvia’s floral nightshirt, softly caressed her tired limbs, as she lay peacefully asleep. Skye entered the king size room, taking time out to watch a shipping tanker make its way into the harbour through the heads. Two small tug boats were coming forth to greet the tanker, before escorting the large vessel through the harbour into town. The Manly ferry further out was passed by the Hydrofoil, bringing the second round of commuters into Circular Quay. “It’s just another manic Monday”, Skye thought. Sylvia then stirred, her knees pushing forward up to her chest, as Skye slid into bed next to her. “You’re warm”, Skye said, releasing her towel and hugging Sylvia close from behind, the young girl reaching around to cuddle Sylvia’s large, milk filled breasts. Sylvia rolled over to lay on her back, before leaning forward and sweeping Skye’s blond hair back from her forehead.
“How was your swim?” She asked.
“The water was absolutely beautiful”, Skye replied, with a charming smile that lit up the room.
They lay peacefully for a short time, the morning birds sounding out the monitor, as the sun slowly made its way further north, above the balcony toward their room.
“Mommy’s hungry”, said Sylvia. Skye responded, climbing forward from Sylvia’s waist, over her milk filled breasts. Then spreading her legs outward, Skye moved her hips lower, to angle her smoothly shaven young pussy gently upon Sylvia’s wanton lips. The bright red lipstick soon met the pink, as Skye’s juicy young snatch slithered and slid across the mature woman’s mouth, only to be penetrated by Sylvia’s long, gorgeous tongue.
“Keep going Mommy”, Skye begged, as Sylvia sucked and sucked on her small button. Pulling it between her teeth, then releasing it softly, only to dive back inside her tight, young hole. Sylvia’s hand, now leaving Skye’s hips, led a finger toward the young girls butt. The touch was too much for Skye. Within seconds she exploded, releasing a pool of sweet juice all over Sylvia’s hungry mouth,
Running down her neck toward her beautiful breasts.

Skye then moved lower herself back down the bed. Then lifting the floral night dress above Sylvia’s slender hips, she proceeded to expose the mature woman’s pretty landing strip pussy. Opening the moistened lips to kiss her thirsty slit.
“Does Mommy need a lick?” Skye asked wryly, as the early morning sun brought its heat to the centre of their bed.
“Good girl baby’, Sylvia replied, arching back with pleasure, drinking in the young girls wet tongue.
“Good girl”, she whispered.
“Good girl for Mommy”.