After working up to it for several months, I finally invited Barbara out for dinner. She worked as a programmer in my office. I was a low level manager, but in a different group form Barbara. We had a good dinner, drank, flirted a little and then she said I should drop her off at her home. Despite her flirting she seemed quite proper and certainly not ready to move beyond a peck on the cheek for a first date. However, she said, "Why dont you come over tomorrow, I am having a pool party with a few friends". I showed up around pm the next day.

But for now neither of us cared. We were fucking in the middle of an art exhibit in a public museum. I heard a rustle of movement behind us. Startled, I turned my head. Standing in the doorway was a blonde wearing sunglasses, a winter coat, and a pink baseball cap. Shit! We were caught. Instantly, I locked up cold. Although my cock was still largely contained by Angels cunt; I stopped

I pounded Taryn with my cock. I could feel myself falling into a brutal, driving rhythm. I didnt want that. This fuck needed to be extreme, but also unexpected. I paused in mid-thrust. I heard Taryn gasp in anticipation. "Please dont stop. PLEASE Fuck me," Taryn pleaded. I just smiled and spanked her delightfully firm ass. Then I started again to push into her again.

It all started with a drink. Im not usually one of those girls who are anyones after a couple of chardonnays, but this evening was different. And Im glad I binned my prim and proper image for an evening look where its got me. We were going out to celebrate a colleagues birthday. It was nothing special, just people from work. I bought my friend a birthday cocktail, and had a glass of wine to keep her

The tunnel of Lynns ass was gripping me so fucking close. A wave of sensation fell over me. My body shuddered uncontrollably as I wallowed in the constricting pleasure of Lynns ass. I pushed again, this time driving deeper. Lynn and I both groaned as the bulbous head of my cock popped past the ring of her sphincter. Lynns body tightened as I drove into her for the third time. I was beginning to develop a rhythm.

The French kiss was unlike any I had ever seen. A lifetime of context fired their passion. Tender, yet lusty; bold, yet loving. Taryn and Roxy held each other in a furious and burning caress, hands roaming up and down each other for the first time. No words were spoken, but so much was said through that simple connection between the two sisters. The brunettes parted, gasping raggedly for air. A sly smile crept onto Roxys lips. She nodded and Taryn smiled back. They dropped their arms and kissed tenderly another time.

Instead, both of our times together had been hard and fast impromptu screwing. No tenderness, no caring. No plan. Jen had even refused to kiss me during one of our sex sessions, begging off because it would lead to an emotional connection. Outside of those stolen moments we had never discussed a possibility of us. We stayed carnal, primal, and distant. Things were easier that way. Still half-naked, I raced after her.

Wendy smiled faintly, not sure how to take this, and glanced at the door. It was shut. "I hope you dont mind me saying this," he continued. "But I think youre incredibly sexy." Wendy decided this had gone far enough. She was uncomfortable being alone with Jake - after all, she hardly knew him, except through the odd meeting at Hed lured her up to his new student bedroom to show her his CD collection. Wendy could imagine how her best friend Jen was going to laugh - how could she have fallen for that old story? She sighed, and decided shed better tell Jake hed got it all wrong. But as she looked up, she caught the way he was looking at her, and it took her

I blasted a rope of cum, splattering Christinas face. This was a dream coming to completion. I had wanted to have my mystery woman for so long; the relief of cumming felt that much sweeter. Part of the baby batter landed in her mouth, the rest across her cheek and chin. The second shot sprayed across her forehead. The third and the fourth nuts gooed her neck. The fifth, a mere dribble, fell into her mouth before sliding down her throat.

It had been a long day and Caitlin was shattered. In her head she conjured a deep silky bubble bath accompanied by jasmine scented candles, and afterwards, snuggling up underneath crisp cotton sheets. Then an elbow dug her in the ribs "Sorry Cait, didnt see you there" - and she returned to reality. The impossibly overcrowded hotel room was hot and her niche on the floor was growing too uncomfortable.