"Study Buddy"

Read by Katie Louise

The door opened, John was finally home. He hung his coat on the rack and walked over to me
standing in the kitchen. I smiled, turning my head to give him a kiss hello. His arms wrapped around
my waist, he held me while I finished the last few dishes. He whispered into my ear, "I missed you."
"I missed you, too. How was your day?"
"Busy, and I still need to study for tomorrow's exam."
"Want any help?"
"I'd love your help."
"Get your study guide, and go sit. I'll be in, just give me a minute."
He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and did as I asked. I finished the dishes, dried my hands, and
took the study guide from him.

"Let's make studying fun. For every right answer, I take something off. Answer incorrectly, I'll put
something back on. Once I'm fully unclothed, I'm yours."
"I like the sounds of this game! I knew moving you here would be beneficial."
I smiled, giving him a quick kiss. I stood a few feet away, ensuring he would have a good view.
"Ready?"
"Yep."

"What are the rights of a person in the custody of police?"
He proceeds to answer, correctly, almost rehearsed. I removed a sock, clearly making him eager to
answer more questions to have more than a sock off my body. I complied, giving him more questions
to answer.

My clothes slowly fell off with each question. I removed my other sock, both earrings. I teased him,
unbuttoning and unzipping my tight jeans with one question, pulling them off in another question.
I slid my hand into my panties, moaning as I finger ed myself in front of him. Another question, I
removed my shirt.

He begged that the next question result in my panties removed, I denied him that. The next question
resulted in my bra sliding off my body. Two more questions remained. He answered the one, and my
panties fell, allowing him full view of my fingers inside my warm, wet, pussy.
As I asked the next question, he started removing his shirt. The split focus resulted in an incorrect
answer. I painfully put my shirt back on, and asked another question. Luckily he answered correctly. I
asked one last question, and I was his.

I walked over to him, a smile on both of our faces. I straddled his lap, "I think you'll do great."
"I might have a hard time on the test. How am I possibly going to focus on the test? When I am writing
the answers down, all I'll be thinking of is my amazing, hot girlfriend, and her hot naked body."
I laughed a little, "You'll be thinking of getting your degree and making me yours forever, that'll focus
you."

"You're right. My seven year wait is officially over, you're mine."
I kissed him, rubbing his bare neck and shoulders. With a seductive smile and voice, "So, my body is
all your's, what are you going to do with it?"
He smiled, "You want me to tell you, or just show you?"
"Just show me."

He stood up, holding me in his arms. He carried me to the bedroom, laying me on the bed. He laid on
top of me, kissing my neck and shoulder, sucking occasionally.
He sat up, undoing his pants, leaving him totally naked.
Just seeing his exposed body was cause for arousal, I wanted him. He knew I wanted him, but
decided to hold off on just fucking me.

He laid next to me on the bed and pulled me close. Wrapped in his arms, we shared a long kiss, his
hands brushing my hair off my face. His other hand stroked my back.
His gentle touch brought on a greater level of arousal. I guided his hand into the wet mess he was
making me between my legs.

He began to explore inside with his fingers. My moans were silenced by
his kiss. Occasionally, he broke our kiss for a few seconds, just to hear my moans of enjoyment.
I begged him, "Mhmm, just fuck me already! I want your cock inside, please."
He smiled. He rolled on top of me, once again. He didn't go straight in. Instead, he teased a little.
We continued kissing, his arm supporting him, the other wrapped around me. His cock rubbed my clit,
and began rubbing back and forth.

My body quivered, my moans muffled by his kiss. He slid himself inside. I broke the kiss momentarily
to let out a gasp.
He thrusted in and out, releasing both of our stresses.
"Yes! Mhmm. YES! YES! YES!"
He kissed me, and held me close, continuing pounding my pussy. He began to twitch, I knew he was
close to cumming. Soon he gruntedand allowed his cum to fill me.
He laid beside me, wrapped me up and looked passionately into my eyes, "I love you."
"I love you."

"You know, I've never had a better study session before."
I smiled, "I bet you'll ace that exam. With my help, you'll graduate top of your class."
He responded with a smile and a kiss.
I rested my head on his chest, he played with my hair, and we slowly drifted off to sleep.

Katie Louise

Katie Louise "Study Buddy"

"A Meeting With My Gym Teacher Pt2" Read By Katie Louise

He put his hand down the front of my thong and played with my pussy. He rubbed my pussy lips with his fingers and was slapping at my cunt. He was really man handling me. He was squeezing my breasts and slapping at my nipples. I could tell how excited he was. Unfortunately, my body was reacting to the way he was treating me. The rougher he handled me, the more my nipples were stiff and my pussy was tingling and wetting for him.

“You’re a wet little slut. You’re pussy is so wet, Miss Wilson. Get on your knees and suck my cock. Show me what a little slut you are.”

I then squatted down and wrapped my lips around his cock. I sucked on his head and worked my fingers up and down his shaft. I held his smooth balls while I gave him head.

“Keep sucking! Take more of my cock down your throat.”

I continued to suck and slurp on his hard cock. My cheeks were bulging, spit oozed down the corners of my mouth. I made all kinds of wet, popping noises while I gave him head. I used my fingers to stroke his cock.

I was sucking his cock deeper and harder. My hands were on his hips and he was face fucking me. I kept pace with him.

“You’re a little slut. You love cock! As fun as this is, I want your pussy on my cock. Straddle me in my chair!”

Mr. Shadow’s then walked to his chair and sat down. I then sat on top of him and eased his cock into my wet pussy. His cock felt amazing while I got into position. Once he was in, I bounced up and down on his cock. My breasts were bouncing up and down and he was sucking on my nipples. My pussy was wet while we fucked.

His hands were squeezing my tits together and pulling on my nipples. He was slapping my ass hard with his hand. This was making me more and more excited. I could feel my pussy getting ready to have an orgasm.

“Your pussy is so fucking wet! I want you to come! Fuck me harder!”

I continued to ride him hard. He was rubbing my clit while we fucked.

“I’m going to come. Holy fuck!”

I then screamed and had an orgasm. My pussy soaked his cock and balls.

“Get up and lean over my desk. I’m going to fuck your slutty ass now. You did say, I could fuck your asshole?”

“You could fuck my asshole. Make sure to come there. I don’t want you to come in my pussy.”

I got off of him and bent over his desk. Mr. Shadow's opened his draw and grabbed some lube. I did wonder why he had lube in his drawer. He then slathered it all over my asshole and his cock.

He then spread my buttocks with his hand and slowly entered my asshole. He pushed his cock into my anus slowly and then a bit faster. He grabbed my hips and fucked me. It felt really tight while he thrusted in and out of my anus.

“Miss Wilson, you’re so fucking tight. I like your asshole. Fuck!”

“Come in my asshole. Cream my ass!”

Mr. Shadow’s fucked my asshole deeper and faster. He was slapping my buttocks which was making my pussy so wet. I started to finger my cunt while he fucked me harder and faster.

“Fuck! I’m coming in your ass. Shit.”

Mr. Shadow’s came in my asshole. He pulled out and grabbed several tissues on his desk. He cleaned his cock and then pulled up his pants.

“That was incredibly sexy. Clean yourself up. I have a little surprise for you.”

While I was cleaning up, somebody knocked on his door. He went over to the door and my best friend, Rhonda was at the door.

“Miss Roberts come in. You’re just in time for our little party. I know how much you love to lick pussy. Come and clean up your best friend. If you girls want to pass my class, you both better get munching.”

“Are you fucking crazy, she’s my best friend. I’m no lesbian!”

“If you two want to pass my class, you’re going to lick each other’s cunts!”

“Miss Roberts take your pants off and lie on my desk. Miss Wilson will lick your pussy.”

“I can’t believe you’re going to make me do this. This wasn’t in the contract.”
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“Fuck your contract, Miss Wilson! I’m the boss here. If you two sluts want to get an “A,” you both need to lick some cunt. Stop talking and get licking.”

Rhonda took off her boots and then her jeans. She pulled her panties down and got on his desk. I couldn’t believe I had to lick her pussy. I wasn’t ever with a girl before. I then bent down and licked at her pussy. I moved my tongue up and down her pussy folds.

Mr. Shadow’s was watching me lick her pussy. Rhonda’s eyes were closed and she really seemed like she was enjoying my efforts. I never knew she liked girls. This was proving to be a very strange day.

“I want you to tongue fuck her. Really get your tongue up inside of her. Make your friend come. Come on slut!”

I pushed my tongue right up inside of her pussy. I tongue fucked Rhonda and now she was grinding her face into my mouth. I was slurping her juices that were coming out of her pussy.

“I’m coming,” Rhonda screamed!

“Slurp up her juices! Drink that pussy juice!"

I drank Rhonda’s pussy juices that were pouring out of her cunt. I then stood up.

“Miss Wilson, it’s time for Miss. Robert’s to taste your pussy. Get on my desk and take off your thong!.”

I then stood up and took my thong off. Rhonda got off the desk and got dressed. I then sat on his desk and opened my legs. Rhonda got between my legs and licked at my fucked pussy. She moved her tongue all over my pussy lips. She sucked on each of my lips.

“Rhonda, you’re really good at this. You better not tell anybody about this!”

“I won’t. You taste so good. Fuck!”

Rhonda pushed her tongue into my pussy and tongue fucked me hard. I was moaning and groaning and enjoying all her efforts. Mr. Shadow’s was watching us and had a weird look on his face. Rhonda was licking my pussy and it really did feel so good.

I got very excited and let out lots of moans.

“I’m coming. Fuck!”

I then had an orgasm on Rhonda’s face. She slurped it all up.

“Kiss each other!”

I then got off the desk and Rhonda kissed me passionately on my lips. I couldn’t believe Mr. Shadow’s made me have oral sex with my best friend. I was rather disgusted that he made me lick her pussy.

“You girls each earned an “A.” You both are expected to fuck me every week to maintain your good grades. See you both next Tuesday. Make sure to be hungry, there will be more pussy munching to do. Have a good night.”

We both got dressed and left his office.

“I never thought I'd have to lick your pussy. You better not tell anybody about this!"

“Why would I. Please don’t tell anybody I like girls.”

“I won’t. Let’s just not talk about this. I never knew he’d make us do that. I just figured I’d fuck him and that would be that. I never dreamed he’d have you come and make us do that. He really is quite sick. He played us. I thought I was playing him.”

“I guess that’s why he’s paid the big bucks.”

“I heard he had sex for grades. I just figured it would be easy. I never thought, I’d have to be with you. Thank God, it was you and not some other girl. We can’t talk about this again. Not until next Tuesday. I guess he’s a kinky fuck and is going to want us to go down on each other. I don’t care, because I need to pass his class.”

“Don’t worry, it'll be fine. We’re best friends. Now we'll just be a little closer.”

We both giggled and walked out of the college. It was a crazy day for sure. I wasn’t proud of what I did for my good grade, but it was necessary. I knew to maintain the grade would be more work. That’s another story for another time.

The End.

Katie Louise "A Meeting With My Gym Teacher:Pt2"

"A Meeting With My Gym Teacher Pt1" Read By Katie Louise

I did something very naughty last week. It really was quite terrible and I wouldn’t recommend doing it. However, there was really no way around it. I had not been dressing for gym class for the last four months. I was given zeros for each day I wasn’t prepared.

I had already done the detention route several times. I knew that my teacher wasn't happy and did talk about a possible suspension. He had asked me to come after college to discuss the situation. I needed to come up with a way to get good grades. I was planning to suggest sex for good grades. I was basically desperate and willing to do anything at this point.

I don’t like gym class and hate dressing in front of the other girls. Sometimes, the girls will take pictures on their phones when we are getting dressed. The main reason is I just don’t like it. We start the day with exercises and then its two laps around the track. After that’s done, we start the activity of the day which can be soccer, football, or basketball. I’m fucking exhausted by the time the activity is to start.

My name is Jamie and I planned on showing him all my attributes. He was going to be shown all the things that I was good at. I believed, once he saw what I could do, good grades would be in the cards for me. What man wouldn’t want to have sex with a sexy and experienced eighteen year old? I’m of legal age, so it wouldn't be like having sex with a minor.

I couldn’t have a bad grade which would mess up my grade point average. Mr. Shadow's wouldn’t know what hit him. I planned on getting my way and getting good grades. Sometimes, a girl has to be a slut to get what she wants.

The day of my meeting, I wore a denim mini-skit with a tight, low cut shirt. I wore a white thong and my sandals. I planned on seducing Mr. Shadow's and convincing him to give me a good grade. I'll go over all the details that happened that day.

College had ended and I needed to go down to Mr. Shadow’s office. Our meeting was starting at one forty-five. I stopped into the bathroom to fix my hair and put on some red lipstick. I wanted to look perfect for our meeting.

I looked amazing and proceeded to the gym area. His office is in the back. There were no sports going on that day. I knew I had a few hours to sway him into giving me a good mark.

Knock, Knock

“Come in! The door is open.”

I opened the door and proceeded into Mr. Shadow’s office.

“Miss Wilson, please sit down. You do know the reason why you’re here?”

I walked very slowly into his office making sure to wiggle my ass. I knew I looked really hot and could already see his eyes staring at my breasts. I then sat down in the chair in front of his desk.

“I’m here, because I continue to not dress for gym class.”

“That’s correct. You have missed gym glass at least three days a week for the last several months. Is there any reason for this behavior?”

“I have really bad periods and the cramping is really bad.”

“Perhaps, you could have your mother write you a note. I do understand when girls are not feeling well. Your period would only be for one week out of the month. What is your excuse for the rest of the time?”

“It’s just that my breasts are very tender and they hurt when I have to run so much. I have a really big chest and when they’re so tender they hurt.”

“Have your mother buy you a sports bra. What are your other excuses?”

“A lot of the times, I have pre-menstrual issues.”

“Miss Wilson, most of these excuses could all be cleared up with a note from your mother and/or doctor. Have your mother take you to the doctor to get a doctor’s note. Like I said, these issues just happen maybe two weeks out of the whole month. As it is you, have missed so many classes that I’ll have to fail you.”

I then stood up and walked over to the edge of his desk and sat down. I parted my legs so he could see my white thong.

“What are you doing, Miss Wilson? Please go back to the chair.”

“I was thinking that perhaps you could give me an “A” and I could provide a service to you. I’m pretty good in the sexual department.”

“Miss Wilson, that kind of behavior would be totally inappropriate. I could lose my job. What are you suggesting?”

“Well I’ve been told that I suck a mean cock. I could show you my sucking skills. I won’t tell anybody about our little meeting. I’ve also been told that I’m a pretty good fuck. I’ll even let you fuck my asshole. I bet you would like that?”

Mr. Shadow's just stared at me and started to loosen a few buttons on his shirt. He listened to everything I said. He kind of had a horny look on his face.

“How about we have a little fun together and then you could change my grades. I promise not to tell anybody. You might even have a little fun."

“I could definitely lose my job over this.”

I then stood up and started to take off my clothes. I removed my shirt and my breasts were full and firm. I unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it. I was left in my white thong and sandals.

“Miss Wilson, what are you doing? Put your clothes on at once. This is not appropriate behavior.”

“You know you want me. I see you looking at me in the gym.”

I then climbed on his chair and put my breasts in his face. I put his hands on my waist.

“Come on! Don’t you love my breasts? Feel my ass. I’m eighteen years old. I bet you’d like some teen pussy. I promise you, I get very wet.”

“You do have quite a pair of breasts. I guess, I could just take a little suck. You promise not to tell? I could lose my job.”

“I won’t tell anybody. We can do whatever you want. However, you must give me an “A.” I then took a contract out of my purse. It was just confirming that he'd give me the great grades in exchange for sex.”

“Aren’t you a clever girl? Since you’re all nude and everything. Lock my door and I’ll sign your papers. Then, you can undress me and get to work. I want to see how slutty you are, Miss Wilson.”

I then walked over to his door and locked it. I was only in my thong and sandals. I then walked back over to him.

“Why don’t you stand up and I’ll undress you.”

Mr. Shadow's is a very handsome man. He’s bald with blue eyes. He’s probably around fifty years old. I’d say he’s about 6’2.” I had been planning to fuck him for the past few months. I really didn’t want to be involved with gym class. I just wanted to fuck him for good grades.

I’m 5’7” and have long blonde hair and green eyes. I’ve been blessed with breasts that are a 38D cup. I’m one hundred and ten pounds. I have long legs and a nice ass. I also shave my pussy bare.

I went in front of him and took off his golf shirt. I unzipped his trousers and pulled them down his legs to his foot. I pulled his silk boxers down. I was surprised to see his cock sprang to action. He had a nice sized cock.

“Seems your cock is excited. I knew you were a dirty man. Do you like that I’m a dirty girl? Dirty girls go to heaven. I bet, we can be very dirty together.”

Mr. Shadow's then leaned against his desk. He grabbed me and we shared a kiss. He shoved his tongue down my throat. He was kissing me so hard. He put his hands on my buttocks and played with them hard. He seemed to be in control and not me calling the shots. The whole situation now seemed to change.

The End.

Katie Louise "A Meeting With My Gym Teacher:Pt1"

"Office Anal" Read By Zoe Page

It is a blistering hot Summer afternoon. Of course, the air conditioning stops working at the office.
While the managers should let us leave early, they decide to keep us there these last three hours of
the day. I did not have this situation in mind when I dressed this morning.

Considering my date this evening with Tom, my boyfriend, I chose my pink lace bra and black
crotchless thong as undergarments and a white, button-down blouse and black pencil skirt for my
outfit. My black, six-inch, peep-toe heels spoke to me, and I chose to wear them too.

Every piece of clothing looks amazing on my taut physique. I dance ballet and hip-hop; the hard work
I put into it has given back to me two-fold in how lean and strong my body is. The breasts, on the
other hand, are still too large for a ballet dancer at a size 34C. They are creamy white with perky
nipples. Tom likes them so they can stay. My legs are my best feature. They are long, adding height
to my 5'9" frame. In fact, I do not need to wear heels; I intimidate people enough as it is. I have
shoulder-length blonde, wavy hair and green eyes. I could definitely model if I wanted to be critiqued
every day of my life, but I do not.

Tom and I started dating about five years ago. He is a middle-aged, successful attorney. Tom has
some grey hair, he's 6'3", in good shape, and has a large cock. He could be my dad, literally. We met
on the subway train and hit it off then and there. He said, at the time, he was going through a divorce.
I had no real way of knowing but to trust him. I do wonder if I was the "other woman" for a while. Now,
he is happily divorced, and we live together in his Manhattan apartment. He is marvelous in bed, and
makes me orgasm every time. Except for the fact he is rarely at home, we have a good relationship.

However, there is a new guy at work, and I find myself instinctively attracted to him. I believe his
name is Paul, though we have never been formally introduced. He is in his mid-thirties, like me. He is
naturally tan, has dark brown hair with a five o'clock shadow, has a demure muscular build, the most
perfect smile, brown eyes, and the kindest disposition. The other women in the office fawn over him
daily. I have only interacted with him in the elevator and in passing. Every time I see him, I
immediately feel my pussy get wet. He has a hold on me.
Enough about Paul... this heat. The only way I could think to combat the heat was with ice cubes. I
put some down my bra. Of course, my white blouse is now see-through and showing my erect
nipples. As hot as it is, I do not care.

"Write this e-mail," I tell myself. "Dear Ms. Aus..."Suddenly, I feel someone standing behind me. It's
my boss, Mark. Mark is probably sixty-five and makes me feel uncomfortable at times. Without
warning, he cups my breasts.
I assertively say, "Excuse me, Mark!"
He just continues to massage them, and tells me, "I just wanted to let you know you're doing a good
job." He then rubs my shoulders and walks off.

Forget work, now I'm in a state of shock. Should I leave or stay? Who do I tell this to?
For some reason, Paul pops into my head. He would be a good confidant and lover. I close my eyes
and think of him pinning me to the wall in the bathroom, thrusting his cock into my pussy. Hmmm, I'm
starting to get wet. I feel naughty and empowered now. My thong give me easy access to my clit, and
I start massaging it. Then, I slowly put one finger in my tight, wet cunt. I go slowly at first but then
quickly speed it up. It's time for two fingers now. Mmm, this feels so amazing. I suck on my fingers,
tasting my sweet pussy juices. Fuck this, I'm going to try to entice Paul for a rendezvous.

I pull my skirt up to make it even shorter and unbutton my blouse so my cleavage shows before
walking over. Like a panther on the prowl, I make slow but thoughtful steps down to his desk. I can
feel his eyes looking me up and down. On a post-it I write, "Meet me in the ladies room" and drop it.
He immediately gets up, no hesitation at all. His erection is obvious.
In the largest stall, we meet for the first time. I don't care about getting to know him know or the fact
that my boss took advantage of me, I just want to fuck Paul. He quickly unbuttons my blouse to reveal
a white lace bra and erect nipples. All that is left below is the skirt, and it slips off. The thongs can
obviously stay on for this.

His strong hands move along my waist and up to my breasts. He pulls my bra down enough to see a
nipple and gently sucks on it. My hand reaches his thick, 10-inch cock. It's getting even more erect as
I massage it. One of his hands reaches my pussy, and he starts to finger fuck me. I moan in ecstasy.
He rips off my bra, and penetrates my cunt with his cock. Oh fuck. Our sweaty bodies make this sex
incredible. He lifts up my leg to push his cock in me deeper.
"Your pussy is tight, baby," he says.

I nod in agreement, but I love how his cock is filling up my pussy. I grind my hips into his thrusts. He
is close to cumming. He orders me to turn around. I place my hands on the wall as he enters my
asshole. He still pays attention to my pussy, rubbing it wildly as he fucks. I can feel him separating my
ass cheeks to get a better look at my shaved hole as he pushes his cock into me. I moan and cry out.
It hurts but feels good at the same time.

"I'm going to cum!" He spurts some cum in my asshole and then enters my pussy again, leaving the
rest there. He will not let me move now. He wants to see it drip out of my holes.

The End.

Zoe Page

Zoe Page "Office Anal"

Old Ties Pt1 By Katie Louise

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By the time he was approaching the exit ramp, he had lost count of the number of times this drive had come within a hairs’ breadth of ending painfully. Home and a welcoming bed weren’t far, though. A good sleep for four hours, a run in the hills and a quick shower before his wife came home from work. The joys of a shift worker. The drive had taken longer than usual and it had been a “one-off” overtime night-shift, so by the time he was driving towards his suburb, he was toying with the idea of going for a run first, then having a shower and trying to make the day useful by working on his book instead. The next shift was four days away, another perk of the job.

Seeing his wife’s car still in the driveway at 8:40 am, he was a little surprised as he parked beside it. Maybe she was running late as well. Which would mean that his wife would want to work late and he would have more “himself” time that evening. It had always been that way. The marriage had been rigged to fail. It was a wonder they had lasted 13 years. If he were to keep a diary of events, after the first six months, he could count on his fingers the number of times they had slept together. Since she was the only woman he had ever bedded, he knew it was his fault. He must be piss-poor in bed.
The house was quiet when he entered. He called out his wife’s name. No response. Settling into his normal routine, he took his shoes off and placed his bag on the sofa in the common lounge and made his way to their bedroom. It was empty.

“Babe?” He called out for his wife again, a little confused as he walked towards the “back” room of the house that was the designated night shift resting-quarters as it was usually the darkest in the morning and quietest.

He entered the bedroom and froze upon the sight that greeted him. She was wearing a bathrobe and her hair looked damp. An instant arousal began to develop deep inside him, which started to manifest itself in its physical form a moment later. More than twenty years since they’d been together and at that only for a brief few months and she still managed to turn him on without even trying. He knew it was not the same for her, though. Women, in his mind, were wired differently. She may have been physically attracted to him a long time ago, but the attraction would have died down ages ago. She was a married woman now. For most men the attraction is purely physical in nature and stays that way for a very long time. Women made love to their husbands. Men had sex with their wives. Why the fuck was he thinking about making love and having sex when his wife’s best friend was standing in front of him in their guest bedroom, clad in a bathrobe – maybe only a bathrobe, fuck? He needed to sleep!

“Oh, I hope Sarah told you that I was staying the night? We stayed up catching up on old times. Now that we’ve moved closer together, I offered to spend the nights with her when you were not here. Jake works crazy hours anyway, leaving at 4 in the morning and not getting home till 10, and he only ever calls on my cell phone, anyway, so it doesn’t matter where I stay.” Rachael had gone to school with them – it seemed like a thousand years ago. Her husband Jake was a high-flying lawyer in Melbourne and had recently bought a home in their suburb for Rachael, who had wanted a change of scenery to work on her new book. She had grown into a gorgeous woman now, but they had briefly dated in their final year. Sarah, Rachael, or Rex as they used to call her, and Aaron used to hang out together. Sarah and he had opted for the cheaper university near home, while Rex had moved interstate to take up her studies at Melbourne’s Monash.

Life had taken its course and after he heard that she had found someone else and then got engaged after graduation, he too had gradually moved on. Sarah and he were never an item, but because neither of them had anyone else, they stayed close to each other and people simply assumed that they were together. After some strong encouragement from their other friends who had all settled down, he had asked Sarah out. One thing led to another and before they knew it, they were married and living together. It seemed fine for the first six months or so. When it came to sex, they dutifully made love every night. Although he was no expert, however, he had always felt that he was not doing it for her. He used the Internet to do his homework on the subject and literally tried every trick in the book, but could never seem to give her spark she needed. They spoke about splitting up a few times, but they were both working fulltime and soon the car mortgages turned into a house mortgage and splitting up kept getting more and more complicated, until they stopped talking about it, buried themselves in their work and learnt to live with it. There was always going to be time to breakup and decide how to split everything up – right now, they were both too busy. What neither wanted to admit, or at least in his case, was that he wasn’t sure he would find anyone else, and he didn’t want to be alone.

“And anyway, we haven’t seen each other in so long, we have so much to talk about, didn’t get to sleep until almost three in the morning. I had walked over, so I dropped her off to her work in her car this morning. She said that you would be happy to pick her up.” Rex’s voice brought him out of his momentary reverie.

She saw his hungry eyes perusing her figure under the robe and knew instantly to look for the slow swelling in the crotch of his pants. The poor baby. They hadn’t ever been intimate with each other when they’d dated, but he had always been like an open book. She and Sarah used to “accidently” rub against him in high school just to see him squirm as he tried to hide his erection. He was exceptionally clever and good looking but was totally unaware of how other girls felt about him. She had always known that he was attracted to her and although either of them could turn him on easily, she knew that he ached really for her. But the feeling had never been mutual. In fact she had always suspected that Sarah had harboured feelings for him, but wouldn’t say so. He was too unsophisticated back then, for their taste. Too simple and naïve about the world and insecure about his own place in life. Looking at him now, she could see that things had certainly changed for the better.

Jake had been a final year law student at Monash when she started. He chased her briefly, but she had already made up her mind to give in to the tall, dark and handsome looks. He was “sophisticated.” Their marriage had been a happy one for a few years. Then he cheated on her with younger woman. When she confronted him about it and threatened to leave, he begged her to stay, promised to change his ways and bought her a Jaguar XJ8. She didn’t stay because of the car, though. Aside from the cheating, he had never even raised his voice with her. They had gone for marriage counselling and it seemed to work.

Until two years later when she caught him with a different woman. This one barely seemed out of high school. This time she had had enough. Or so she thought. Jake got down on his knees to beg again and offered anything she wanted. If she divorced him now, it would ruin the political career he was gunning for. It was their marriage counsellor who came up with the brilliant plan of living separately for a while. Rachael was working on a new book and thought the change of scenery might help. Jake, in the meantime, promised to get help and stay away from women. The counsellor assigned him a psychologist that he was to see privately and who would then report the progress to the counsellor.

He had purchased her a newly built house in a brand new suburb in Sydney and they had come to an agreement that they would give this another try once her new book was finished to see if they could get together again. She’d made no promises, although, they didn’t consider themselves to be either separated or “on a break”. She wasn’t going to give him any excuses to cheat again.

Two weeks ago Sarah and Aaron had seen the house two doors down from them occupied and had walked into a pleasant surprise when they had knocked on her door to welcome their new neighbour. And here they were today. In the same bedroom – together. She was nude under the bathrobe and he had an obvious hard-on.

Lately, despite herself, Rachel was starting to feel a whole paradigm shift in her body. On more than one occasion in the last week, while alone in her new house, she had used the toy that she had playfully bought for herself when she had moved to Sydney. In the first six months of their marriage, they had had a healthy sex life. But with Jake’s work pressure and as the novelty wore out, it began to slow down and then it just dwindled down to almost nothing without her even noticing. Jake pretended that his responsibilities at work were stressing him out to the point of exhaustion and would barely get into bed before midnight, making sure to clear the house by five in the morning most days. Of-course she realised what had been going on when she caught him sleeping around, but back then, she had been too busy with her own life to notice how he had started avoiding her. Not that she had missed getting laid, though. Her first book was published when she was 30 and reached number one in the Times Best Sellers list within a few weeks. In the last eight years, she had written and published five more, all of which had made it into the top 10. Although her income from the books was substantial and she didn’t need Jake’s money, he easily earned several times as much and was always ready to splash on her lavishly, imploring her to keep her money for her own use.

Now, with this old flame standing in front of her a little spark that she had forgotten about was suddenly getting fanned. Aaron had kept in great shape over the years. She had grudgingly told him that he was actually aging very well when she had seen him after all those years.

He admired her figure under the robe. She was gorgeous with just the right curves in the right places. It wasn’t just the way she looked, it was her wit that was unmatched. She was a tease and a flirt, but everyone knew where the line was with her, without her having to spell it out. His thoughts took an indecent turn again as he started to imagine how she would be in bed. He strained to take his eyes off her inviting body. He and Sarah had not slept together in almost six months and the memory of their last pathetic attempt, where he hadn’t even cum and she had obviously faked it to put an end to both their miseries was still fresh in his head.

“I’m sorry, I think you have me mistaken for someone else.” Unable to resist the temptation, he put on a deep voice and pretended to be confused.

“I’m the help your husband hired to do the lawn. Is he not around?”

A little chuckle escaped her throat. There he goes again. The slight stubble from the night shift and unkempt hair actually did give him a rather rough look. But, in a sexy way. What was happening to her? This was her best friend’s husband for crying out loud! She felt her nipples hardening slowly, and knowing that he would notice, looked down at his crotch again, which now showed a full arousal. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to do what they used to call his “hands-free pants-freeing”. At the sight of him squirming, a warm feeling began to develop deep inside her and she became aware of her cheeks flushing as she felt herself get wet. Suddenly she wanted him. Badly. Whether it was the sleep deprivation, the fact that they were alone in the house or the subtle changes in her physical and mental being since the last few weeks, she wanted to scratch him, hurt him, ride him, put him deep inside her, and scream his name over and over as she came again and again. She was dripping within a minute of all these thoughts coming alive in her mind and could feel her heart pounding inside her chest. She had confided in Sarah last night about Jake and Sarah had admitted that their marriage was pretty much unsalvageable as well. Surely she wouldn’t mind if her best friend took a bite of this delicious apple. It wasn’t really cheating on anyone. Sarah had seemed like she didn’t care anymore. Or was it her aroused state that was clouding her reasoning ability and trying to rationalise what her body was screaming for her to do?

Aaron knew he wanted her badly, but thought that the hardening nipples were more a result of the draught he had let into the bedroom when he’d opened the door. She had blushed slightly though. But then it could have been wishful thinking on his part. The look she was giving him had ”flirtatious” written all over it. Maybe he should play more “hard to get”. Fat chance when she was such a knockout. He could be in a life or death situation and she could easily have him eating out of her hands within seconds if she wanted, and she knew it. What she had was every straight man’s weakness. Speaking of weaknesses and eating, he desperately wanted to taste whatever she had to offer. What the hell! She was married! He was married! This was his house! She was his wife’s best friend. At one time she had been his best friend. He was sure it was exhaustion that was continually propelling him forward and loosening his tongue dangerously. Nothing wrong with a bit of harmless flirting.

“Maybe we should discuss the terms of the payments first.” He moved in close and that’s when she stunned him and pulled him close, wrapping his hands around her shapely arse. He was acutely aware that she was feeling his full arousal on the lower part of her stomach. As her hands moved up his chest, he braced himself for the friendly shove with a couple of words of admonishment, as she had often done 20 years ago, but to his surprise, she laced her fingers in his wavy hair and kissed him deeply and passionately at first, then hungrily with a raw need that left him wanting for more when she eventually released him. They were both breathing hard, but there was no doubt that she was in better control. He still held her tightly, not knowing what to do.

“Will that do as a deposit?” Her voice was sultry and seductive.

He started to answer, but paused to swallow the lump in his throat.

“Actually I prefer payment in full – I’ve had a few costumers who have refused to pay…” The next kiss caught him by surprise – such was the ferocity. It all but confirmed her intentions to him. His grip on her bottom tightened as she gently bit his lower lip.

She could feel his full arousal, throbbing against her stomach. She longed to put it deep inside her, but she also wanted to prolong this little game of theirs. Without unlocking lips with her new lover, she started to undo his belt with urgency. The rough stubble on his face made him seem even more desirable, although she preferred men clean-shaven. She was convinced that a subtle yet sure shift was occurring in her attitude towards men and sex in general. Not only did she find this handsome married man desirable, she realised she had been horny all morning. She might have been horny for the last few weeks, but only just realised it. Her free flowing natural lubricants were a testament to that.

He could sense that familiar aroma emanating from her that he often associated with a heightened state of arousal. Over the years he had convinced himself that it was the smell of this “sex” from women that drove men wild. It was a scent he had discovered during his first proper kiss. His first kiss was Rachael and life had somehow brought them together, albeit in the most illegitimate way. That scent usually meant that the woman was ready and eager. It was a scent that he hadn’t caught a whiff of too often in the last several years. He felt his pants slip down and her probing hand grope into his jocks. As her fingers clasped roughly around his member, he slid his hand further down her leg and lifted it so that it was wrapped around his butt. His heart skipped a beat when he discovered that she was completely bare under the robe. And wet. Very, very wet.

As his fingers gently tested her readiness and slid inside her sacred spot drawing a sharp intake of breath from her, she expertly removed his jocks and started caressing his stiff manhood.

“Do you want to get “properly dressed” for the task?” She was burning with desire, but could see that his hunger was equal, if not greater, in his eyes.

Without a word, he ripped his t-shirt off and stepped out of his jocks and jeans. Her robe fell away exposing her bare breasts with nipples like hard pebbles. Both stark naked, they eyed each other hungrily for a few moments.

Her body was divine. She wasn’t too skinny or too big, just the right curves in the right places, soft curves at that, with breasts that weren’t too big, nor too small and was overall aging perfectly. He couldn’t help but notice her juices running freely down her creamy thighs. Never in recent memory, had he seen any woman aroused like this.

He was the perfect mixture of lean and cut. While most of his other middle-aged friends had started to let themselves go, he seemed to have kept to a strict fitness schedule, applying discipline to his active life as he did with everything else. Her thoughts briefly went back to Jake’s soft and flabby body for which poor diet and lack of exercise to blame. They had a gym at the office and a similarly equipped gym and pool at home, but she was the only one who ever frequented the gym and pool at home. Now seeing Aaron chiselled like an Adonis, she was glad she had spent all those hours sweating on the treadmill. Her eye fell on his throbbing penis, all eight inches of it, with the head almost purple with pressure from the blood rushing into it.

He suddenly knelt down and licked her thigh where her juices were trickling down, all the way to the source, spreading her legs and placing one on his shoulder, and pushed his tongue deep inside her. The sweet and salty taste of her combined with the intoxicating scent was driving him crazy.

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To Be Continued...

Katie Louise "Old Ties:Pt1"

Cherry Blush - Cheating with a Cop

My husband and kids were visiting his mother for the weekend. Unfortunately I had a project deadline
due and could not go. My hubby, being the sweet man his is, sent me a very hot text message
including a picture of his rock hard cock.
It made me so wet that I peeled off my panties and shoved them in my purse. I fingered myself to a
delicious but small orgasm. I completed my task and started for home. I live about thirty minutes from
work. I guess the hot message really had me turned on because I slid a hand up under my dress and
dipped it into my smooth wet pussy. I was fingering away when the red and blue lights dragged me
back to the present.

I looked in the rear view mirror and sure enough I was being pulled over. I pulled the car over and put
it in park. The officer approached the driver’s side of the car with his flashlight shining into the car and
his other hand on his holstered gun. I rolled the window down as he got near.
“I need to see your license and proof of insurance please ma’am,” the officer said.
“Did I do something wrong officer?” I asked.
His light was shining directly on my bunched up dress between my legs. I pulled my purse into my lap
and opened it, I had forgotten about my panties sitting on top. I quickly got my license and insurance
card and handed them to him. He sniffed loudly as my hand neared his. I know he smelled my sex on
my glistening fingers.

“You were driving erratically ma’am, you were weaving in and out of your lane,” the officer said
sternly.
“I was distracted,” I stammered.
“Please step out of the car ma’am,” he said.
I got out and we moved to the back of my car. He made me lean on my trunk as he frisked me. He let
his hands linger near my breasts but avoided them. He slid his flashlight between my legs lifting my
dress as he slid it up. When he reached my naked pussy he slid the handle up and down my wet lips.
He brought the light out and licked the handle.
“Your insurance is expired and the tickets total will be several hundred dollars,” he said.
“I just got the renewal it is at my house nearby. We could go get it please,” I begged.

He allowed me to lead him to my house. We entered and I ran for the renewal notice. He read it and
handed it back.
“The remaining balance is still three hundred dollars ma’am,” the officer said.
“Is there anything I can do?” I asked raising the hem of my dress.

He crossed the room and nearly tore my dress off me. He yanked my bra off and tossed it aside. He
dragged me by the hair to my bedroom and tossed me on the bed. He stripped naked almost as
quickly as he had me naked. He stood towering above me with a huge erection.
“Lick it bitch,” he demanded.

I started licking his pole up and down wrapping my lips around his meaty cock. I started stroking him
as I licked and sucked his monster cock. He made me lay on my back as he fed his cock down my
throat before he started fucking my throat fast and hard. He tensed up and blew his first load down
my throat then pulled out and sprayed my tits. I scooped up all of his seed and ate it.
“Good girl,” was all he said before he picked me up and dropped my wet pussy on his pole sized dick.
I screamed as his cock hit my cervix. He lifted me by my ass and dropped me again. I was seeing
stars but it hurt so good. He kept this up until I came all over his cock and balls. He kept lifting and
dropping me until every hint of orgasm waned. I was deliriously happy.
“Lick me clean my cum slut,” he ordered.
I gladly complied. He had shrunk some but my talented tongue resurrected his cock.
“Do you have any lube ma’am?” Officer stud asked.

I grabbed the lube out of the night stand and handed it to him. He lubed his pile and his entire hand.
He made me lie over the arm of an easy chair and spread my ass cheeks wide. He slid one finger in
and teased my tight anus for a while. He wiggled and prodded before adding a second finger. He
started pumping two fingers in my virgin asshole. He fucked my ass for several minutes before adding
a third finger. I was grateful he was taking the time to stretch my asshole slowly. His dick was so huge
I was terrified.

He finally pulled out his hand and positioned his swollen dick head at the entrance to my never before
fucked ass. I pushed and I swear I heard a pop and the searing pain was immense. He waited until
my breathing slowed before pushing in two more inches of horse cock. Tears were streaming down
my face. I pushed back wanting more and was rewarded with several more inches of dick.
He pulled that out and lubed his pole again before sliding it back inside me. It went so deep. I felt so
full. I started fingering my pussy hard as he got that monster all the way in my ass. He flattened my
round firm ass with his belly he was so deep inside my ass. I was in heaven.

He started pumping in and out of my stretched asshole. He was grunting as he slammed his cock in
my ass. I fingered my clit and exploded in orgasm. He yanked his cock out of my ass and sprayed
cum all over my ass then slammed it back inside my ass before shooting several more blasts of hot
cum in my ass. He scooped up some of the cum on my ass and tasted it. He gathered more and fed it
to me. He finally pulled his cock out of my sore asshole and kissed one round ass cheek.
“Same time next week baby?” my husband asked.
“As long as your mom can babysit sure,” I replied.

Cherry Blush

Cherry Blush "Cheating with a Cop"

FUCK FOR GRADES by Kara & Harley

I was lying completely naked on the table in one of the classrooms on Friday night after everyone was gone. Around me stood four of my professors, all women, naked as well. This was how I was passing my classes this year. “Cassie, I hope this teaches you to study more and fuck less next year,” my Biology professor, Ms Clarkson, said caressing my boob as she licked her lips.

I knew all of them secretly hoped the same happened next year and they could use me again like they were about to now. Ms Reyes, my Math professor, set up a camera and promised she would punish me every time I failed by making me watch the tape, but not let me touch myself. “Such a nice body, no wonder you’re such a slut,” my Physics professor, Ms Peters, the oldest of all four, in her fifties, commented while running her hand up my leg then slapping my thigh hard, making it turn red.

I moaned in pain, which made her slap me again. “This is supposed to be a punishment, but I believe she’s quite enjoying herself, that dirty little girl,” Ms Dickson, my Chemistry professor, said and touched my pussy. “She’s soaking wet!” Her long fingers played with my clit, before she brought them up to her nose and smelled them. “Mmm.” She sucked them clean and I got even wetter just watching her. She then pushed two of those fingers deep into my hole making me moan out loud.

Ms Reyes and Ms Clarkson sucked and bit on my nipples, while Ms Peters brought her face down to mine and kissed me. Ms Dickson replaced her fingers with her mouth and I nearly reached climax as she licked my pussy clean. The professors sucking on my nipples instructed me to finger them and I happily obliged. I found Ms Reyes’ pussy completely bare and Ms Clarkson had a big bush that I doubt she’s shaved in years. They both started moaning as I fucked their holes with three fingers and rubbed their clits with my thumb at the same time.

Ms Peters pulled away from our kiss and climbed onto the table I was laying on, positioning her hairy pussy right above my face. I didn’t need her to tell me what to do and started eating out her wet pussy. “Yes, baby girl, you’ve licked quite some pussies, haven’t you?” she moaned riding my face. I pushed my tongue as far as I could into her loose hole, loving the sweet taste of her old pussy. Then I felt my orgasm coming and moaned hard into Ms Peters cunt. The sensation spread through my whole body and I shook from the intense orgasm.

Ms Dickson licked up all my cum with pleasure. They all moved away and pulled me to my feet. Ms Reyes lay on her back on the floor and I was ordered to eat her pussy. I got on all fours, my head in between her legs and licked her pussy from top to bottom then sucked on her clit until she moaned loud. Suddenly Ms Clarkson came up behind me with a huge strap on. “What, is it too small for you Miss Gomez?” She rubbed my pussy with the head getting it wet then pushed it inside me. I moaned loud into Ms Reyes’ pussy as she started fucking me faster and harder.

Ms Dickson and Ms Peters fingered themselves while watching Ms Reyes scream with an orgasm and me following close second. This time it was even stronger, followed by another one. I thought I was going to pass out from the ecstasy. But as soon as I calmed down again another cock was shoved into me. But not in my pussy. I moaned out in both pain and pleasure as Ms Peters entered my asshole with just a slightly smaller dildo than Ms Clarkson. In front of me Ms Dickson was doing exactly the same to Ms Reyes, who fucked Ms Clarkson with a thick dildo.

My pussy juices ran down my legs and into a puddle on the floor as I watched them all moaning in pleasure. My fourth orgasm came and I didn’t even notice when the others reached their climax. I was exhausted and hoped they had enough. “Oh Cassie, we hope you learned your lesson,” Ms Peters said helping me up. “We’ll see you on Monday,” she said slapping my ass as I grabbed my clothes and left.

THE END!

Kara Carter

Harley G

Kara Carter & Harley G "Fuck For Grades"

THREESOME WELCOME by Layla

Brad sighed with relief as he let himself in the front door. Work had been hectic and he was looking forward to being able to put his feet up and spend the evening relaxing with Carly and Stella. Smiling expectantly, Brad walked into the kitchen but his smile disappeared when he saw the kitchen was empty. Usually the two girls would be in the kitchen cooking dinner by that stage and he wondered if he had forgotten they were going to be late home. That didn’t make sense though, both of their cars were in the driveway and the door was unlocked. He went over to the big bay window that looked out over the backyard but the only movement out there were a few birds hopping around on the soggy post-rain grass. “I’m home,” Brad called out; his greeting went unreturned. Perhaps they’d gone for a walk, he decided, as he made his way down the hallway toward their bedroom. He would get out of his stuffy business clothes and get into something suitable for a night of lounging on the couch with the loves of his life.

A grin spread across his face when he opened the bedroom door, revealing Stella lying spreadeagled on the bed moaning quietly, while Carly focused the attentions of her tongue on Stella’s pussy. It was a sight he never got tired of and one that had an immediate effect on his cock. Even as he approached the two women he was getting hard, his cock starting to throb and twitch as he took in the sight of Carly hungrily lapping at Stella’s cunt. Both women were naked and he couldn’t decide which one he wanted to touch first, or how. On the one hand Stella’s nipples were hard and he couldn’t wait to take one in his mouth and suck long and hard on it; but on the other Carly’s ass was enticingly on display and the temptation to remove his pants, step in behind her and guide his cock inside her wet pussy was very strong. “Mind some company?” Brad asked overly-politely as he shrugged his shirt off and undid his pants. “You are officially invited,” Stella replied, her voice husky and pleasure-filled.

“We thought you’d like a nice surprise when you got home,” she explained quickly, moaning loudly as Carly worked some sort of magic with her tongue. Stepping out of his pants and boxers, Brad moved closer to the bed, stroking his hand up and down his rapidly hardening his cock. Without really thinking about it, he stepped in behind Carly and with his hands on her hips, ran the tip of his cock up and down her slit a few times. The way she was positioned at the end of the bed, she was at the perfect height and he couldn’t resist the open invitation provided by her splayed pussy. He would have loved to be able to display some form of control, to not appear too eager to bury himself in Carly’s wet heat but he was fighting a losing battle. Carly arched her hips backward and groaned against Stella’s pussy as he pressed the top inch of his cock into her hole. Brad placed his hands on her hips and finally pushed deep inside Carly, grunting loudly as her pussy tightly gripped his cock and she instinctively began moving her hips in loose circles.

Stella’s own moans and cries of pleasure grew louder and Brad smirked because he knew how turned on it made her when Carly was being pleasured by him, while pleasuring her. The first few thrusts of his hips were slow and gentle, but as was so often the case, he very quickly got carried away, gripping more firmly to Carly’s hips so he could hit deeper and harder with each movement. Even though they were muffled against Stella’s pussy, Carly’s moans were still considerably loud which had the domino effect of making him more vocal. There was something about hearing Carly’s and Stella’s cries, whimpers, moans, groans and screams of pleasure that heightened the whole experience for him. Stella’s cries reached fever pitch, the look of utmost pleasure on her face telling him she was going to cum – and soon. At the same time Carly’s hips were moving faster and she was pressing back into him, her moans louder against Stella’s pussy. For the millionth time since they had entered into their relationship, he thought about how lucky they were to have such an incredible sex life.

The three of them were moaning, groaning and crying out, the sounds of their pleasure mingling to create some sort of sex chorus. Stella’s cries had transitioned into screeches and Brad could see Carly pressing her face more firmly against Stella’s pussy, he knew her tongue would be moving back and forward against Stella’s clit at an astonishing rate. In some ways Brad was envious of Carly, he loved the taste of Stella’s pussy juice on his tongue and decided perhaps he would need a turn later in the evening. He didn’t understand guys that complained about having to go down on their girlfriend or wife; one of his favourite things to do was eat one woman and eat the other straight after. There was nothing better than having both women at the mercy of his tongue and then hearing them scream when they couldn’t handle any more. Brad watched as Stella started to tremble, his fingers digging deeply into Carly’s hips as he braced himself for the loud scream that would inevitably erupt from Stella in a few seconds. The trembling became more pronounced, the loud screeches suddenly became screams and as Stella’s orgasm hit he pulled Carly back into him, ensuring he hit deep inside, knowing that would help trigger her own orgasm.

His orgasm was steadily building and he hoped Carly would cum before he did; he always put Carly’s and Stella’s pleasure ahead of his own and felt oddly guilty if he came before one or both of them. Judging by the tightness of her cunt Brad knew Carly’s orgasm would hit soon and he couldn’t stop himself slamming harder into her. Carly’s cries became more high-pitched and he could feel the muscles in her hips tensing beneath his fingertips. At the same time her pussy began to strangle his cock and not release. Harder, and harder he moved against her, his cock ramming into the back of her pussy making her cry out even louder. The cries turned into screams and the constant friction against his cock became almost too much. His breathing was fast and shallow, his ass was tight and he was gripping Carly’s hips anchoring himself in preparation for his orgasmic release. When Carly’s screams became louder she pressed tightly back against him again. He could feel her shaking and put more effort into the movement of his hips, groaning loudly as his cock started to throb with such intensity it became uncomfortable. He slammed into her as hard and fast as he could and after five final thrusts Carly screamed long and loud as she came undone around him, the contractions of her pussy milking his cock.

Carly was still riding the crest of her orgasm when his hit and he roared loudly, pressing into Carly while pulling her back at the hips, cock pulsating as he spilled his load into the tight heat of her cunt. The orgasm didn’t seem to want to stop and when it finally petered off Brad felt more than a little light headed. He released Carly’s hips and watched through heavy eyelids as she crawled up the bed and lay beside Stella, immediately snuggling up against her and letting out a satisfied sigh. Brad’s legs were shaking so he followed Carly’s lead and crawled up the bed, coming to a stop on the other side of Stella. Somehow they managed to move under the blankets and as Brad rested his head against Stella’s chest he put his arm over her, his hand coming to rest on Carly’s hip. Carly did the same thing with her arm and he smiled as he felt her fingers lightly stroking his side.

“I’m glad you’re home,” Stella whispered and Brad nuzzled his nose against her neck. “So am I,” Brad replied. “We missed you,” Carly added and he smiled, loving that after so long together the three of them still missed each other when they were apart. “I missed both of you too,” Brad told them honestly. “Today was stupidly busy.” “We were talking about the naughty weekend we spent in Sydney and that was what got us horny before you got home,” Carly informed him and he smirked as he remembered the weekend she was talking about. “Perhaps we should reminisce some more after dinner,” Brad suggested, unable to think of anything he’d like more than spending the night having sex with Carly and Stella. “Food and sex, perfect way to spend a night!” Stella joked and they all laughed. “I love you both, you crazy women,” Brad declared. “We love you too,” Carly and Stella replied in unison, smiling adoringly at him.

THE END!

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