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We live out in the country. The Kansas countryside. Neighbors are widespread, and we're not within easy walking distance. Kansas isn't so flat as people think. We have rolling hills that will hide our neighbors from view. But we do know each other out here. And we tend to be fairly good friends. Especially with family members living close by. We'll often visit when not busy.

For instance, I have a little ritual concerning my sister down the gravel road from me. I will, once a week, leave for work early enough so that I can stop to have morning coffee with her as I am going into the city for work. We're only about forty-five minutes from downtown. So it's no burden to take some time along the way. To get caught up. To learn how she's doing.

My wife, Isabel, will still be in bed. She sleeps in because of her back pain. We have separate rooms because it's more comfortable for her that way. She does need a large bed to herself. And she's often up late into the night trying to get some sleep. Cynthia next door is a good friend and sister. My wife loves her.

Today I called to let Cynthia know I was early and I'd see her in a few. She told me the coffee was ready. I put on my suit coat and left in my Range Rover. It's a good vehicle for these gravel roads we live on. It was only a couple of minutes, actually, down to her ranch house. I parked out in the drive. Her cone flowers and peonies were blooming along the stone walkway to her front door.

"Hello, Brad. How've you been dear one?"

"You know me, Cynthia. I'm always good. What a pretty dress. That green goes well with your hair."

"Thank you sweet man. Anyway, the coffee's hot. I tried a new blend. I hope you like it. We have some scones this morning. I know you want one, don't you?"

We had passed through into her kitchen. It was large, and had a breakfast nook there. I saw the pot and cups, along with lots of scones, some other pastries, and several tubs of jams and butter. Nice.

"I will, yes, I'll have a scone. I don't think I've had one since we were in Scotland last time. Don't fuss. I can serve myself. Sit down with me."

"Ben's out on his ATV. I think he's checking some stock. But he's always off early, you know. He'll call me when he's heading back."

"He works hard. How're you dear? You look radiant. But you know that."

"You're such a flatterer. I feel great. I do. All my tests are negative. It's going to be fine."

"I knew it would be. We could't lose you. It would be unthinkable. Our little prairie jewel, losing her sparkle? Unthinkable."

"Please sir, you tease me. Don't grin at me that way. You know what that does to me."

"Yes, I believe I do know. I should, precious treasure."

"Silly. You're going to start something if you're not careful."

"I'm always careful to start only what I can finish, my little pearl."

I reached across and took her hand. It was warm and moist to the touch.

"Brad, you know what you do with your sweet words. You know."

"Certainly I know. Are you getting moist Cindy? I know you do, often, when I stop by."

"You're making me warm. I think I'm flushing now."

"You are, and your legs are spreading apart. Why is that little sister? Are you blooming? Is it because something's getting hot down under that dress?"

"Damn you big brother. You know what that does. Oh Brad."

Her legs were wide now. Her delicate hand was pulling it up as she exposed herself to me. Showing me that she was bare. She was not wearing panties. Of course not. She never did when I was stopping by. My sweet Lady was ready for me. Her fingers were rubbing her wet slit. It was my turn to help her. To please her. To give her what she needed.

I took off my suit coat. I tossed it aside and dropped to the floor. I was gently nuzzling her thighs. She whimpered and cried out.

"Ohhh...damn you Brad...I'm so wet for you...so wet. Damn."

I was tasting her nectar and she was already cumming for me. She was like that. So fast and ready. So beautiful and such a sweet lover. She was always ready for me. I was licking her slit now, and rubbing her button, making her cum more and more. She was screaming out loud. No one could hear us out here. Begging for me to fuck her. She wanted to be fucked now.

"Fuck, Brad, fuck me. Please, fuck me now. I need it. I need it. Oh shit, I'm cumming again. Fuck me. Give me your hard cock. So big. Oh fuck, Brad, I keep cumming."

She was on the edge of her chair. I rose up, pulled my prick out of my pants, and slipped it easily into her damp, juicy pussy. Into my wet pussy. All mine now. I rammed it in and she screamed out again, over and over, begging for more of my huge cock. She loved my cock.

"Yes, yes...Cindy, my baby. Oh fuck. Sis...take me. Take my cock. Shit. Unh, unh, unh. My pussy. Good. Fuck."

"Ohh...mmmmmm...fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Keep cumming my Cindy, my baby, keep cumming for me. Oh shit. I'm gonna cum. I gonna cum. Cindy, baby."

"Ohhhh. Yes. Yes. Cum in me, cum in me. Still cumming Brad. You're fucking magic baby. Oh shit. Cumming."

"Take it, take it. Oh shit, cumming too, baby girl. Take it. Fuck, fuck."

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It all started one day when our new neighbors moved in next door. It was a couple, a guy and his wife; little did I realize I was going to find out that they had very interesting hobbies. The day after they got settled in, I went over to say hello. When the wife answered the door, I got quite a shock - she was standing there completely naked! She had a beautiful body and was around 5' 10" with brown hair and what appeared to be DD breasts. She seemed average, not skinny but also not fat and had...

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I enjoyed our coffee dates and could not stop tripping over those curves for the rest of the week. So much so, that I kept getting hard at work. It is a good thing I sit behind a desk.I imagined my arrival at your place….. You answer the door wearing a blouse that displays your beautiful breasts and white tights that show off those luscious curves. We kiss deeply as soon as you open the door, barely getting it closed as we start to embrace. You press your body hard to mine and I press back just...

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We agreed to meet for coffee but my car wasn’t running right so you said you’d pick me up.I checked my reflection on the way to the door and straightened my shirt. I knew this tight tee showed off my breasts perfectly and I wanted to tease.I told you I wasn’t quite ready and to come on in. I put on some tunes for you as I finished puttering in the kitchen. "You know I could always make us coffee""ya sure" you say with a smile.I bring you a cup and as I bend over to put it on the table I see you...

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Stephie parts with BF expands coffee skills to landscaping Breaking up Fondled Pinned Submitting... When I go and get a coffee she smiles and asks what I want to get while grabbing a cup then attentively writes my order, my thoughts are that she has more great flavor concealed inside her black shirt and pants and I wonder what it will take to get her to reveal her young enough to be my daughter bounty filling her clothes. Finishing my order she goes in back emerging without a green smock to...

Afternoon Coffee

It started off innocent enough, just two people having a mid afternoon conversation and a coffee. They discussed the goings on in each of their lives, what they had been doing, who they had seen, just general chit chat. But underlining the conversation was an air of something more. It was unspoken but there was always a power exchange, she drew an aura that he feed from. A wanting for him to please and give, and for her, the control of another soul to teach and tame.The conversation...

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It was my first day at home all to myself--after 8 years with preschoolers, this was the first day that they were both in school! I was saving this day to relax and do nothing. Sure, I knew I may well be bored in a few months... weeks... days... I don't know. But when that time came, I would look for a job. In the mean time, I would keep the house going without the kids underfoot and, well, do anything I pleased. Outside the window I saw Sharon walking down the street. Sharon is my best...

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Ursula, Charlotte and Stacey were done. Their buying spree had taken them all over the mall, culminating in an orgy of shopping for incredibly sexy lingerie. Surprisingly, in a fashion universe seemingly created for the toothpicks of the world, they had found a boutique catering to what the three of them had in spades, curves, curves, and more curves. They even had gorgeous bras in larger than life sizes to accommodate and showcase each woman's succulent and seriously substantial set of...

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