Batwoman meets Catwoman Part One
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Steven was good. I woke up with him pumping his hard cock in and out of my clenching pussy. I never heard him come in. I never felt him slip in beside me. I never felt him enter me. How long had he been inside me? It didn’t matter. All that matters is that I love how he feels inside me. All that matters is that I love having him inside me. Oh, if only I could always have him inside me. That would be heaven right here on earth. I wrapped my legs around his hips and started moving under him, my hips flying up to meet his thrust for thrust. Suddenly, without warning, I climaxed.
Again, we started cumming at the very same instant. I have never experienced anything during sex that was more satisfying than a mutual climax but the only other man I have ever experienced that with was my brother. This time I didn’t pass out. This time as our orgasms subsided I clamped down on his cock with my well develop love tunnel muscles. Flexing them as I held him deep inside me, I milked every drop of cum from his still hard rod. Grabbing my ass with both hands, he held my crotch tightly against his as he rolled over on his back. As I lay there on his chest, my legs between his spread thighs, he caressed my back, soothing me as I savored the sweet afterglow of climax.
"Steve, honey…I’ve made love with a lot of guys but, except for you, no guy has ever been able to make cum the way you do. How………..?"
"How did I learn to make love to a woman, honey? He paused for a long moment before continuing. "My mother taught me."
"How did it happen? That sounds so fucking erotic. Tell about you and your mother. Turn me on."
With his cock still inside me, he started to talk.
"Well, you remember how I said that clothing was optional in my home……"
It all started when I was sixteen years old. My mother was a beautiful woman with long, sexy legs, a tiny waist, and large titties that stood straight out from her body like two missile nosecones. It was always easy to tell when my mother was horny because her body became feverishly hot and flushed a deep pink from head to toe. Her nipples became so swollen that it looked as if her titties had grown titties of their own. Her womanly fragrance was strong when she was horny and the sweet smell of her sex wafted throughout our home. It seemed like she was always horny when dad was away on business for more than one or two nights at a time. The summer months were always a hard time of the year for her because that’s when dad went on maneuvers with his National Guard unit. When dad was away, mom spent hours everyday masturbating. I spent a lot of time masturbating to because the sounds of her playing with herself seeping through the paper thin walls of our old farmhouse drove me wild.
My mother’s touches were starting to become more intimate that summer. When she hugged me, it was full body contact with her crotch pressing tightly against mine, her hard nipples boring into my muscular chest. When we sat next to one another on the sofa in the evening she would press close into my side, our shoulder, hips, and thighs pressed firmly against one another. When we kissed, it was an intimate kiss on the lips, hard and long.
I started reading all kinds of books on sex that winter. Books on sexual physiology. Books on sexual positions. Books on masturbation techniques. Books on sensual massage techniques. I knew that eventually I was going to have sex with my beautiful mother and I wanted to know what I was doing when it happened.
It finally happened on my seventeenth birthday. My birthday had started out like most days did during the hot summer months with the two of us stretched out side by side by the pool working on our tans. Christina, I had been calling my mother by her first name ever my fourteenth birthday, was lying on her stomach with her legs spread wide. A few day ago she had arranged our blankets and cushions so we lay head to foot. As I lay on my side, my gaze slid slowly up her lovely legs and soft inner thighs to take in her swollen sex. Christina was horny, her blood engorged lips glistened with her juices. My cock grew hard as I thought how great it would feel to bury my cock deep inside her as she lay there.
Then I had another Idea. Grabbing a bottle of sun tan lotion, I straddled her body being careful to not wake her. Pouring some lotion on my hands, I leaned forward and started rubbing it on her shoulders and upper back. Slowly I moved down her back until I reach her ass. Slowly I increased the pressure massage the oil deep into her lovely back. After a few minutes, she started to moan softly under my touch. As I slid my fingertips up along her sides this time her body arched up off the blanket and I slid my hands under her to play with her nipple. Gently I took them in my fingers, squeezing them gently, rolling them between thumbs and forefingers, stretching them, milking them until they grew huge in my fingers. Christina’s moans grew louder and she started grinding her ass against my balls and throbbing shaft.
Sliding slowly backward until I was kneeling between her widely spread thighs, I slid a finger between her bloated lips to find her hard, erect clit. Remembering what I read about how some girl’s clit’s are too sensitive to be touched directly, I circled my fingertip around it slowly.
Christina opened her eyes.
"Jesus, Steven, that feels so fucking fantastic. Fuck me. Take me like a dog. Please, honey. I need you inside me now."
I didn’t need to be asked twice. Grabbing Cristina by the hips I pulled her up on her knees and rammed my throbbing cock all the way inside her in one mighty thrust.
"Oh, sweet Jesus. You’re so fucking hot, Christina. Oh, God. I love the way you feel.."
"Fuck me harder, honey. Rip me wide open with your big fucking cock. Why did you wait so long. I’ve wanted you for so fucking long. Oh yes, that’s it. Faster. Harder."
Her hot pussy enveloped my cock like a hot glove and I felt my jism beginning to swirl around in my balls getting ready to erupt. I didn’t know how long I was going to be able to hold back but I wanted our first time together to be as satisfying for Christina as it was for me so I tried to remember everything I had read about control. It was as if Christina knew exactly what I was thinking because every time I was close to shooting my wad inside her she would clench down on my cock, holding me motionless, deep inside her untilTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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I jolt up, my body as if falling down an elevator shaft. As I catch my breath, quickly I come to the realization that this girl is keeping my occupied during the day with her company and at night in my dreams. I hit the snooze button and swipe my phone to log into my app and see what’s been going on in other timezones as i scratch the crumble in corner of my eyes. Satisfied with the early morning finances it was time to satisfy myself. Being in the hotel of the prospective person I’d like to...
This is the third installment of Chloe Wilson's Diaries. Previously, she lost her virginity in the back of a car at the park. This time she finds herself at a party at a local pub. What will she get up to this time?
First TimeSo she was a little on the young side. Normally speaking I wouldn’t be caught dead in someone else’s house. In the hall a collection of the large extended family in silver frames, some deceased. I kept telling myself to turn back. Wouldn’t she prefer to fuck in my car? I would have preferred going at it in the toilets where we met. But this piece of work had some things in store. The road of St.Lucia had an Audi parked but she assured me that the whole road was currently as some beach side...
I spent the next three days working out extra hard. And laying out my 5 favorite spandex pieces. I knew I was taking my N2N white bikini with cut out parts covered by mesh. They don’t make it anymore so I take good care of it. I have a lt blue cocksox bikini that is see thru when wet, A muscleskins torpedo with 1/2” inch sides in yellow and black , and a orange Jose Snyder bikini with easy off clips at the hip that I will likely bring…so what is the last piece. As I was showering and...