No Panties And Only Short Skirts
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I love watching girls.
Best of all I love to watch them playing tennis.
I am in heaven as they stretch, Bend and flex not to mention flash enormous amounts of bare flesh.
It surely must be one of the best male entertainments ever devised!
Now when it comes to the finest display of the female form my wife Al and her friend Eina are way up there with any of the world’s best female tennis professionals.
They may be over 35 but they look as supple and athletic as any teenager.
Little do they know they are making me hard every time I get the chance to watch them?
Speaking of playing.....
After Al and Eina's last game, we all walked back to our house.
While we walked Al and Eina chatted, I let them get a few yards in front of me to improve my view.
Eina was wearing a short white skirt and sheer white top while Al was wearing a pair of tight track pants and a boob tube.
It was a hot day and we were all sweating profusely, and to my delight the wind lifted Eina’s skirt. I was treated to the sight of tight buttocks and what I was sure was a clean shaven pussy.
Now I have seen some trim and tight behinds in my time but Eina's was definitely the most arousing. If you can imagine the tight buttocks of a ballet dancer blended with gut the right amount of flesh to smooth but not hide the musculature covered by tiny white cotton panties’ that have worked there way up as far as possible, you will be some where close and probably as hard as I was just then!
Arriving at our house Al bent down to check the mail giving me a fine glimpse of firm breasts and hard nipples. Al often does this to me when she has a hot girlfriend around. I was now thinking that she had seen me admiring Eina's ass and was reminding me of her own charms. While she doesn’t discuss it, I am sure Al is just as much a voyeur as me.
She definitely is not shy when it comes to flirting and perving on guys or girls for that matter.
Trying to hide my bulging crotch from the girls, I unlocked the door and gestured for them to go in. Al entered first followed by Eina both Al and Eina dropped there eyes to stare at my crotch and made eye contact and smiled sweetly as they passed. Neither said anything but both were giggling as they walked up the stairs. Blushing but unrepentant I received another fine view of Eina’s lovely muscular legs, luscious ass cheeks and a defiantly no hint of pubic hair.
Al and Eina made coffee and then went out to the rear deck to catch some sun. I said that I needed a shower and that I would join them latter.
Still rock hard I retreated to my study which looks onto the deck and has large mirrored windows. Pulling up my favorite chair I stripped naked, reached for my throbbing 9½ inches. To my delight Eina was now sitting facing me with her legs open slightly while Al had pulled her boob tube down exposing her small tanned breasts. Al was obviously aroused as her nipples were very erect.
Concentrating on Eina's almost transparent white panties and her muscular thighs, I slowly started stroking my cock. Thinking of how I would love to shave her pussy for her, and lick her smooth mound till she shuddered in orgasm. Fantasizing I could picture how Eina would hold her pussy lips open as I ran my tongue around her clit.
As I watched both Al and Eina stood up, stripped to there panties and lay back down, the sun's rays dancing on there glistening bodies.
Feeling my orgasm building I again stared at Elsa near naked body and my attention was drawn to her firm and to my surprise, large white breasts and erect nipples which even larger than Al's.
I was going to cum to soon so I pulled a leather cock ring hard up against my balls and tightened it, thus staying my imminent orgasm.
I had not felt that aroused in a long time and as I watched Eina’s hand start to massage her thigh I could stand no more and stream after stream of my cum sprayed onto the inside of the window.
While I recovered Al stood up and went inside to the bathroom leaving Eina alone. She was getting horny to I could see as her finger hand slipped down to her pussy, slipped her panties aside and revealed at last her clean shaven mound. I was now fully hard again and my whole body was quivering.
As I stared Eina slipped her index finger into her pussy while her thumb rubbed her now swollen clit.
I could take no more, my throbbing cock stared twitching in my hand and I doubled over in ecstasy as jets of hot cum went sprayed out as I climaxed intensely for what seemed like for ever.
Slowly recovering, I realized I was still very hard because of the cock ring.
Looking back at Eina I saw she had been wasting no time. He back was arched and her thighs were clenched tightly together clamping her hand to he pussy.
While I watched in rapture her face said it all, agony, ecstasy and pure pleasure. For what seemed like minutes’ she writhed as her orgasm racked her body.
I started gently stroking again and while Eina slumped back in her deck chair looking very relaxed and extremely wet between the thighs.
Al walked back out smiling and saying something to Eina I could not hear.
They both giggled as Al sat down next to Eina.
Al was now wearing a sarong and as she sat she opened her legs revealing a freshly shaven pussy!
So that is what she had been up to I thought. Laying back Al let the warm sun shine on her moist and slightly open pussy lips and before long her fingers were caressing her clit, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open.
Glancing over to Eina I was shocked and delighted to see that she was staring at Al’s now soaking wet pussy while she spread her own labia, exposing her engorged clit.
As I watched Eina rubbed a finger either side of he throbbing button, she was very close to orgasm.
I looked over to Al just as her thighs clenched and her face told the story of an intense climax. Eina mouth open one hand on her pert breast came as well with a massive shudder and a cry that I and I am sure half the block heard!
Without even touching myself I climaxed for what seemed like minutes spraying cum all over the window and wall.
I was spent and so were the girls it seemed.
What a woman to have as a wife I thought, not to mention the great taste she has in female friends!
I lay back day dreaming of Eina sucking my cock and masturbating for me after doing an erotic strip tease.
Bliss…………….
A short time later, dragging me from my erotic thoughts, my mobile received a text message.
Starting at the noise, I moved away from my vantage point and checked my mail…….
The text, to my horror was from Al!
“Enjoy the view Len? We sure did...” :
“Hope you weren’t up to any thing naughty o [-
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=== She had thought that pole dancing was only for strippers, and that as a feminist she should object to it, but her friends kept telling her that it was great for fitness, a genuine skilled artform, and that it made them feel really empowered. Sceptical but interested, Abigail searched online, and found an advertisement for “Pole Dancing for Feminists”, which sounded like the sort of thing she was after. Classes were Wednesdays at 7 pm. She attended her first one, and found herself in a...
WARNING: This story contains extreme racist scenes and slurs. This story takes place in the south before the civil war and is about a Caucasian girl dominating two Afro-Americans. In this story you may find racist slurs and the N-word used frequently. This is only to make the story more realistic and NOT to alienate or offend people of colorABIGAIL’S TWO DAY GIFTApril 10, 1862, Huntsville, AlabamaIt was a beautiful spring day. The sun was shining in the sky and everywhere on the plantation...
If it hadn't been obvious before, it was now; Abigail and Mike were an item. There were a few raised eyebrows, but on the whole, the verdict was 'good for them' and 'Abigail obviously has something going for her'. They spent every moment together that they could; at Uni, or at one or other of their homes, but most of the time they were working or talking, though not entirely without some cuddling and kissing. The key to any successful relationship is communication, but Abigail and Mike...