A Taste of Heaven (3/3)

She stared wildly at PM as she started to ride the Prince’s cock, bucking up and down, loving the sensation when her clit shot down his slick shaft and was tickled unmercifully by his tight wiry pubic hair on each downward thrust.

“Kiss me!” she huskily whispered to PM who stood up and bent his head to meet her open mouth. Their tongues met, tentatively at first, then with increasing ferocity as they began to savour and devour each others lips and tongues, swirling and exchanging the wetness in their mouths, Renata tasting her own sweet juices on his face, lips and tongue. “Give me your cock! I need to taste it” she implored, and PM pulled back, not quite understanding anything other than the fact that he wanted this woman more than anyone in his whole life, his Angel was there, really here, wanted him, and that his cock was harder than he had ever known. (more…)

A Taste of Heaven (2/3)

It was the longest ten minutes of his life. Nodding insanely at the Prince, who nodded regally back. Desperately trying to think of a way out of this nightmare. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, why can’t life be simple?’ he thought. His ruminations were interrupted as Renata came back into the room carrying a file tucked under one arm and a tray with coffee and cups laid out in her hands.. “It’s okay, PM, I’ve got the papers and I think I know a way out of this that you’ll find most satisfying.” The way she accented ’satisfying’ puzzled him momentarily but he just sighed in relief and nodded as she asked him if he wanted a cup. She asked the Prince something in that weird language, presumably whether he too wanted coffee as he merely smiled and nodded his assent.

PM watched as she gracefully poured two cups of strong black coffee out and set the cups in front of the two of them. “Would you like white coffee?” she asked him. “Please, Renata, but you forgot the milk, there’s none on the tray.” “No, I didn’t forget.” she insisted, smiling in an odd way at him, her eyes glued to his. (more…)

A Taste of Heaven (1/3)

Lost, deep in thought, he considered his options: he had to clinch this deal. Not just for the Company but for him as well. This was the once in a lifetime deal, the chance, in one strategic coup to dominate the African market and wipe out their competitors. Slowly, as he ran over his last minute mental preparations again, his subconscious began to intrude into his train of thought, recognizing a familiar, favourite, fantastic sound, one he adored. The pistol shot , click-clack echo of metal-tipped stiletto heels ricocheted off the marble floor and walls, each report metaphorically slapping him, rousing him from deep contemplation to curious anticipation. Despite his fevered state of extreme nervous tension he found himself turning, inexorably to look, unable to resist as the sound became louder moving from the foyer towards the reception area. He turned, he looked, his eyes blindly following his ears, wanting to see who was responsible for this unwanted, erotic distraction. (more…)

A New Found Love (5/5)

Lisa winked at me and I knew what she was thinking. In less than ten minutes we had managed to get Kim to take her clothes off and masturbate in front of us. This was too easy.

Phase two of our seduction of Kim was about to begin. So far, it had been each of us doing our own thing. Now it was time for group involvement.

When the movie ended, I stood up. “I feel like dancing,” I said, and went over to the CD player. I put on a grinding rock song and moved back in front of the two naked girls. As the song started, I did my best slut dance; a lot of bending over and squatting down so Kim could see what was between my legs. She stared at my crotch as I ran my hands up and down my body. Then I reached out and said, “Kim, come dance with me.” (more…)

A New Found Love (4/5)

I could see her from the living room. She was dressed in short denim cut-offs and a Nike pullover. Her long blond hair was tied in a pony-tail and she wore white tennis shoes, no socks. Her legs were long and firm, and starting to take shape; the two little mounds on her chest were developing nicely. Lisa was right, she did have a cute ass, it definitely filled out her snug shorts. My pussy tingled at the thought of licking it.

“Come on in, Kim,” I called. She walked into the living room, sat her bag down, and plopped down on the couch beside me. “You hungry?” I asked.

“No thanks, Kelly, I ate just before I came over.” Then she turned and looked at the TV. “What are you watching?” she asked with a startled expression. (more…)

POTD for March 25, 2006

Today’s daily pictures:

A New Found Love (3/5)

“You’ve been doing all the work,” Lisa said, when we finally stopped to catch our breath. “Now its my turn.”

“Heads or tails?” I asked.
“Tails, of course,” she replied, and scooted out from under me.

Still on my stomach, I waited until she positioned herself behind me before I pulled my knees up and stuck my ass out. I could feel her warm breath as she sniffed me like a puppy. Then she ran her tongue up and down my crack, using the tip to tease my ass hole before moving down to lick my pussy. (more…)

A New Found Love (2/5)

She climaxed with a shudder, gritting her teeth and jerking her head up and back. She made a low moaning sound as she closed her eyes, the steaming water washing over us. I slowed my thrusts and tried to support Lisa to keep her from sinking to the floor, her legs shaking, and her body limp. Slowly she recovered and caught her breath. As I took my thumb out of her, I gave her pussy a few loving strokes and covered her back and neck with kisses. She straightened and turned around, her eyes glazed over with lust.

Lisa wrapped her arms around my neck and locked her mouth on mine, her tongue shot out in a hot, wet kiss. This was not a sisterly peck but a full blown “fuck me” kiss. Our breasts pressed together wet and slippery, soft and wonderful. We shifted slightly so our pussies could grind against each other’s thighs. (more…)

A New Found Love (1/5)

Lisa needs a place to stay & finds one, at her sister’s house. The last time they saw each other, Lisa caught her sister watching her take a bath. This time, the tables are turned.

It’s been 10 years since I last saw my sister. She stopped at my door &asked for a place to stay. Of course I was going to let her stay. I loved her. But I was in for a surprise on the first day. For she had really changed. It all started while we were watching a porno.

“Kelly, I’m going for a hot shower,” Lisa said as the movie ended. “Want to join me?” She got up from the couch and stretched her arms over her head, her breasts pushed her T-shirt out as it rode up exposing her bare navel and bikini panties. My sister and I had decided to spend the evening at home watching TV. (more…)

A Matter of Curiosity (3/3)

Amy worked on the one breast for a moment, then switched to the other one as Deb’s moans and gasps became more frantic. I was actively stroking myself, keeping myself just below the threshold of orgasm. If I wasn’t very careful, I would ejaculate and probably shower them both. The last thing I wanted to do was interrupt things now.

Amy was moving again, down Deb’s belly in a series of licks and small kisses. She ran her tongue through Deb’s golden bush, tracing a little circle and then moving straight down between her thighs, deep into the cleft of her pussy.

Debbie’s moans became cries as she thrust her pelvis up and down, but gently so as not to interrupt what Amy was doing. She put a hand to her mouth to stifle herself but it was a losing battle as her movements became more and more frantic and her cries got louder. (more…)