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She's my favorite beautiful, blonde, MILF, escort, and a regular Wednesday afternoon treat for me. For my tastes, she is several notches above anyone else I've ever been with, and over the 5+ years I've been seeing her, we have in our own unique way, become very close. She has another regular who almost always books a Wednesday session after mine. She leaves a large time gap between appointments to avoid complications but we both lost track of the time on this particular day.
I had been out of town, and hadn't seen her, or anyone else for more than two weeks. That period of abstinence, caused two things. I was horny as hell, with aching balls, and I had stored up a load, that I'm sure shocked all of us. This short picture gallery tells the story.
She met me at the door nicely perfumed, and wearing nothing but a smile. As horny as I was, I shed my clothes and quickly pulled her onto the bed. I started massaging her pussy, and found that she was already soaking wet. Using her own juices for lubrication. I focused on her engorging clitoris, and It didn't take long before she was squirming all over the bed. She rolled onto her stomach, and used both hands to spread her pussy and asshole wide-open asking me to fuck her now. She and I have been fucking bareback for more than two years now, and I was ready for that wet pussy. I was in the mood to do some hard pounding, so I slipped my right thumb into her pink asshole, and used it to lift her to her knees. She was so wet that my cock slid in, balls deep with one motion. As my dick bottomed out, there was the nastiest squelching sound of her juices being pushed out, to drip off my balls. When she heard that sound, she let out a small, soft moan, the likes of which I haven't heard before. We were both so into it now, that we moaned and groaned, and banged away, completely oblivious to the time. Our first awareness of how long we had been fucking came when her phone rang.
The iPhone was laying face up on the bed not 2 feet away from us. As it rang, and its face lit up, two things were displayed clearly. It was her next appointment: calling, and it was already five minutes past the time she should have invited him up the stairs to her apartment. She quickly swiped to answer and said, "I'm so sorry, give me 10 minutes, and then come on up. All I could say was,"I'll hurry!" She just said, "FUCK ME"
I doubled the already crazy pace, grabbing her hips and pulling her back to meet each thrust. I wanted my average size cock to be as deep as I could get it when I started to cum in her hot pussy. It didn't take long before that unmistakable tingling started in the head of my cock, and my balls tightened.
Then suddenly, feeling more like an eruption of hot lava, than an orgasm, that load I'd been saving up for more than two weeks started blasting into the depths of her cunt. I stopped thrusting and pulled her back onto my dick, pushing as deep into her womb as I was capable. Holding her there, I emptied my overfilled testicles with repeated spasms, that seemed to start somewhere around my asshole, and pick up speed until they pushed a huge surge of hot cum out the tip of my cock.
The surges of cum blasting into her pussy were more powerful than usual, and seemed to go on for twice as long. I was cuming so hard it was almost painful, and she kept repeating, "Oh my God, Oh my God, What happened!" She still had her gorgeous ass up in the air, with her big tits smashed against the bed, and even though I didn't want to, I started to slowly withdraw my cock. As the head of my dick popped out of her hole, I was simultaneously hit with three realizations. She grabbed her phone and hit the home button to check the time. In a panicked voice, she said, "Holy shit, we've been fucking for an hour and half." "he's going to be at the door in six minutes!!" As she said that, I looked down between the cheeks of her ass, to see the first enormous glob of cum emerge from the most swollen, puffed up pussy lips I've ever seen in my life. As if that first glob wasn't enough, it was followed by others almost equal in volume. It took a good minute or more for her to get the big stuff out, and now she was pushing as hard she could, trying to expel the smaller pools still lingering inside her hard used snatch. In the minute or so since I pulled my cock out, her labia seemed to have continued swelling. If these were the days of some pubic hair, the swelling may have been partially camouflaged, but not today.
Her perfectly shaved pussy was protruding in such a way that it couldn't possibly go unnoticed. I couldn't help thinking of the old saying,
"Rode hard, and put away wet."
And wet she was. While she was on her knees, she had managed to push out enough cum to make an obvious puddle of the pearly white stuff on her satin comforter. I'm not talking about a wet spot now, but literally a shimmering pool of the stuff. I pointed it out to her as she was rolling onto back. There she was now, with her knees up, and legs spread apart, straining is hard as she could to push more of my cum out. She kept asking me, "is it out?" And I kept telling her, "No, there's still more each time you push." She checked the iPhone again. That's when she sort of surrendered to the situation. She started to laugh and said, "It's two minutes until one of my best regulars is going to knock on my door. I'm as sweaty as a racehorse from fucking that long, and there's no time for shower. Hell I don't even have enough time to get the fresh cum out of my pussy, and there's enough on the bed for him to take a swim if he wants to, I told her I was sorry, and that I should've paid better attention to the time. I had been getting dressed while she was fighting the battle of the cum filled pussy, so I said to her, "I'll get out right now." She told me that wasn't going to work because he was already out of his car and walking towards her stairs. She reminded me that her door could be clearly seen as one approached the stairway. She told me I was going to have to hide in the bathroom until she could get him into her room, and close her door.
With No time to argue, I stepped the 30 inches from her bedroom door, across the hall and into the bathroom. I kept the door cracked open so we could talk in those last 90 seconds or so before he arrived. Then it hit her, that I was occupying the only bathroom in her house, so she stepped across the hall to where I was, and pushed the door open enough to grab a box of Kleenex off the counter. She stood inches from me, frantically bowing her knees apart and scooping one Kleenex full of shiny cum after another, out of her swollen pussy. Each time she swiped from her asshole to the top of her slit, the Kleenex would be full of my cum.
Instead of attempting to hit the trash can across the bathroom, she ceremoniously Jammed each sticky Kleenex into my outstretched palms, to take care of for her.
As each one cleared the top of her still swelling outer lips, it pulled with it a long pearly string that reached from her pussy to the growing pile of weighty tissues in my hand. Suddenly she stopped wiping her Pussy and looked up at me. She said, "I give up! I'm not even gaining on it." Trying to diminish her stress slightly I asked,
"Did you at least enjoy yourself?" She replied, "Best fuck I've had in a long time." The clock in my head said we were maybe 40 seconds away from his knock on the door. She reached around to the back of the door I was standing behind, to grab a sheer, black negligée, from the hook. While she worked her arms through the long sleeves, and let the see through material settle over her hard nipples, I dared to slip my hand between those beautiful legs, one more time before had to close the door. Her lubricated lips parted easily as I pushed my index finger into her hot hole, and made a few circles around her erect clit with my thumb. She grabbed my wrist with both hands, I thought to push mine away. But rather than push me away immediately, she pressed my hand harder against her pussy, and ground her hard clit on my thumb. She only held my hand between her legs for 10 seconds or so, with her eyes closed, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps, and her legs quivering.
Then she opened her eyes, and quickly pushed my hand away from that hot, wet place. She looked straight at me and said, "I'm so screwed." I looked at my hand as she said that. My fingers were covered, and my palm was half full of that wonderfully slimy mixture that is Half Man, and half Woman. The sexiest stuff on earth.
I said quickly, "Do you think he is going to notice?" She actually chuckled and said, "He's an okay guy, and very predictable. He's a creature of habit with one fixed fantasy. Every session goes by the same script, from beginning to end. It's what satisfies him." I said, "So why did you laugh?" She gave me an almost evil grin and said, "The opening act in his fantasy, is to come to a woman's home, to repair the broken shutters in her bedroom. They have never met before, but because she is so brazen to wear a sheer négligée in front of him, he decides that he's going to take her, then and there, whether she likes it or not. He grabs her by the shoulders, and roughly shoves her backwards onto her own bed. Then he speaks his first words since arriving. I asked her, "What does he say?"
At that moment, there was a knock on the door that made us both jump. I asked again, "What does he say?" She turned her head towards the front door, and in a soft shout said, GIVE ME JUST A SECOND, I'LL BE RIGGHT THERE." Looking back at me with a smile she said, "Oh, don't worry. You're going to hear it for yourself. Stay in here with the door locked for at least a couple of minutes, to make sure he doesn't want to use the bathroom. When you know he's occupied with me, you can slip out." She gave me a quick kiss on the lips, then turned to walk to the front door. In the one, or two seconds that I dared keep the bathroom door open, I took in the site of her beautiful blonde hair, falling on the shoulders of the sheer black material which covered her from the waist up. She was beautiful, and as she took her first step away from me, another fat drop of my sperm poked it's head out from her labia, and stretched itself from there to stick to a spot on her left, inner thigh.
As she stepped away from me, it d****d like a silver necklace, swaying gently with each step. I closed the door and held my breath.
She greeted him at the front door as if he were the repair man. She told him the broken shutters had been driving her crazy, and she was so glad to see him. Then she asked him to follow her to her bedroom, where he could get started. The apartment was dead quiet, so it was easy to hear their footsteps transitioning from the carpet of her small living room, to the hardwood of the short hallway, then back onto the carpet of her bedroom. A second later, I heard her bedroom door close, and the click
of the lock. I held my breath in anticipation of what would come next. My position was only 5 feet or so from the edge of her bed where he would be pushing her down.
There were inch high gaps under both doors separating us, and the thin, non-insulated inner walls, were about as sound proof as hanging up a bed sheet. In that silence, I could literally hear his excited breathing. That's when I noticed that my own breathing was displaying a certain sexual rhythm. I reached to the front of my slacks, and wasn't at all surprised to find my cock was rock hard again, and in danger of bumping against the bathroom door giving away my hiding place.
This voyeur stuff, was turning out to be a hell of a lot more exciting than I ever realized.
I heard my lady friend say to him, "So these are the broken shutters above my headboard. They won't stay closed, and the light keeps me from sleeping as long as I would like. Do you think you can fix them?" Wait for it, wait for it, wait for i. He was silent for long enough to make me uncomfortable. I held my throbbing cock, and my breath until he finally spoke his first words. In a scolding, voice full of disdain, he said. "Miss, only a slut would dress like that in front of a stranger. The only reason you would wear something like this is if you're trying to seduce me." From the shuffling of feet, I could tell he had just grabbed her by the shoulders. A second later, I heard the bedframe creek loudly as she was pushed onto her back. He continued to speak saying, "So here's what happens to dirty sluts like you. You're going to raise your knees up to those big tits, and spread them wide. And I'm going to eat out your pussy till you cum. That's me being nice to you. After that, I'm going to stand here at the edge of the bed, and fuck you till you can't walk, then I'm going to cum all over your face, and walk out leaving you the sticky whore you are. Now spread your fucking legs." She meekly replied, "Yes sir."
One second later, the sounds coming from 5 feet away reminded me of big, pink porkers, being given a trough of slop. I heard him lapping with his tongue, and slurping, as he sucked on her swollen, cum filled cunt. That's the moment when I believe for the first time, he deviated from the script. I believe he must have sensed something was different, and lifted his head to look at her pussy. She said, "What's wrong baby? Why did you stop?" He said, "I don't know, put your pussy lips seemed so much fatter, and you're way wetter than usual." She skillfully said, "Oh Darlin, I was hoping you wouldn't catch me. I started thinking about you this morning, and it made me so horny for you that I couldn't wait. I used my vibrator, and my fingers to make myself cum three times before you got here. I couldn't think of anything but you pushing your tongue deep in my pussy, and swallowing all my juices. Please suck my pussy.some more before you fuck me. It's all I could think about all morning long." I only heard him say a few more words, "Damn that's hot !!" And then his face was buried to his ears again, licking, slurping, and sucking my salty load, out of the deepest reaches of her fragrant cunt. He raised his head once before I left to say to her, "Damn baby, I can't believe how wet you are today."
With that, I shot a second, normal size load onto the bristles of her hairbrush. I wanted to make sure she didn't miss it. With the sounds of him still sucking my cum out of her, I tucked my tired cock away in my pants, and quietly creeped out the door. When she and I talked a few days later, she said that session had turned him on more than ever before, and he offered to pay her extra if she would masturbate the same way before each of his sessions. She told him she thought that could be arranged, and how pleased she was that he had enjoyed himself. Then we laughed.
This is a true story, with 5 of the 10 pictures posted being real, and snapped buy me on that day. Even the ones that weren't taken on that day, are of her, and taken in situations that accurately represents what did happen that day
.
PLEASE TRY TO GUESS WHICH PICTURES ARE REAL, AND
PLEASE LET ME KNOW BY YOUR COMMENTS WHAT YOU THINK OF BOTH THE STORY, AND THE PICS.
IF YOU TRULY ENJOY THEM, I HAVE MORE
THANKS
She's my favorite beautiful, blonde, MILF, escort, and a regular Wednesday afternoon treat for me. For my tastes, she is several notches above anyone else I've ever been with, and over the 5+ years I've been seeing her, we have in our own unique way, become very close. She has another regular who almost always books a Wednesday session after mine. She leaves a large time gap between appointments to avoid complications but we both lost track of the time on this particular day.
I had been out of town, and hadn't seen her, or anyone else for more than two weeks. That period of abstinence, caused two things. I was horny as hell, with aching balls, and I had stored up a load, that I'm sure shocked all of us. This short picture gallery tells the story.
She met me at the door nicely perfumed, and wearing nothing but a smile. As horny as I was, I shed my clothes and quickly pulled her onto the bed. I started massaging her pussy, and found that she was already soaking wet. Using her own juices for lubrication. I focused on her engorging clitoris, and It didn't take long before she was squirming all over the bed. She rolled onto her stomach, and used both hands to spread her pussy and asshole wide-open asking me to fuck her now. She and I have been fucking bareback for more than two years now, and I was ready for that wet pussy. I was in the mood to do some hard pounding, so I slipped my right thumb into her pink asshole, and used it to lift her to her knees. She was so wet that my cock slid in, balls deep with one motion. As my dick bottomed out, there was the nastiest squelching sound of her juices being pushed out, to drip off my balls. When she heard that sound, she let out a small, soft moan, the likes of which I haven't heard before. We were both so into it now, that we moaned and groaned, and banged away, completely oblivious to the time. Our first awareness of how long we had been fucking came when her phone rang.
The iPhone was laying face up on the bed not 2 feet away from us. As it rang, and its face lit up, two things were displayed clearly. It was her next appointment: calling, and it was already five minutes past the time she should have invited him up the stairs to her apartment. She quickly swiped to answer and said, "I'm so sorry, give me 10 minutes, and then come on up. All I could say was,"I'll hurry!" She just said, "FUCK ME"
I doubled the already crazy pace, grabbing her hips and pulling her back to meet each thrust. I wanted my average size cock to be as deep as I could get it when I started to cum in her hot pussy. It didn't take long before that unmistakable tingling started in the head of my cock, and my balls tightened.
Then suddenly, feeling more like an eruption of hot lava, than an orgasm, that load I'd been saving up for more than two weeks started blasting into the depths of her cunt. I stopped thrusting and pulled her back onto my dick, pushing as deep into her womb as I was capable. Holding her there, I emptied my overfilled testicles with repeated spasms, that seemed to start somewhere around my asshole, and pick up speed until they pushed a huge surge of hot cum out the tip of my cock.
The surges of cum blasting into her pussy were more powerful than usual, and seemed to go on for twice as long. I was cuming so hard it was almost painful, and she kept repeating, "Oh my God, Oh my God, What happened!" She still had her gorgeous ass up in the air, with her big tits smashed against the bed, and even though I didn't want to, I started to slowly withdraw my cock. As the head of my dick popped out of her hole, I was simultaneously hit with three realizations. She grabbed her phone and hit the home button to check the time. In a panicked voice, she said, "Holy shit, we've been fucking for an hour and half." "he's going to be at the door in six minutes!!" As she said that, I looked down between the cheeks of her ass, to see the first enormous glob of cum emerge from the most swollen, puffed up pussy lips I've ever seen in my life. As if that first glob wasn't enough, it was followed by others almost equal in volume. It took a good minute or more for her to get the big stuff out, and now she was pushing as hard she could, trying to expel the smaller pools still lingering inside her hard used snatch. In the minute or so since I pulled my cock out, her labia seemed to have continued swelling. If these were the days of some pubic hair, the swelling may have been partially camouflaged, but not today.
Her perfectly shaved pussy was protruding in such a way that it couldn't possibly go unnoticed. I couldn't help thinking of the old saying,
"Rode hard, and put away wet."
And wet she was. While she was on her knees, she had managed to push out enough cum to make an obvious puddle of the pearly white stuff on her satin comforter. I'm not talking about a wet spot now, but literally a shimmering pool of the stuff. I pointed it out to her as she was rolling onto back. There she was now, with her knees up, and legs spread apart, straining is hard as she could to push more of my cum out. She kept asking me, "is it out?" And I kept telling her, "No, there's still more each time you push." She checked the iPhone again. That's when she sort of surrendered to the situation. She started to laugh and said, "It's two minutes until one of my best regulars is going to knock on my door. I'm as sweaty as a racehorse from fucking that long, and there's no time for shower. Hell I don't even have enough time to get the fresh cum out of my pussy, and there's enough on the bed for him to take a swim if he wants to, I told her I was sorry, and that I should've paid better attention to the time. I had been getting dressed while she was fighting the battle of the cum filled pussy, so I said to her, "I'll get out right now." She told me that wasn't going to work because he was already out of his car and walking towards her stairs. She reminded me that her door could be clearly seen as one approached the stairway. She told me I was going to have to hide in the bathroom until she could get him into her room, and close her door.
With No time to argue, I stepped the 30 inches from her bedroom door, across the hall and into the bathroom. I kept the door cracked open so we could talk in those last 90 seconds or so before he arrived. Then it hit her, that I was occupying the only bathroom in her house, so she stepped across the hall to where I was, and pushed the door open enough to grab a box of Kleenex off the counter. She stood inches from me, frantically bowing her knees apart and scooping one Kleenex full of shiny cum after another, out of her swollen pussy. Each time she swiped from her asshole to the top of her slit, the Kleenex would be full of my cum.
Instead of attempting to hit the trash can across the bathroom, she ceremoniously Jammed each sticky Kleenex into my outstretched palms, to take care of for her.
As each one cleared the top of her still swelling outer lips, it pulled with it a long pearly string that reached from her pussy to the growing pile of weighty tissues in my hand. Suddenly she stopped wiping her Pussy and looked up at me. She said, "I give up! I'm not even gaining on it." Trying to diminish her stress slightly I asked,
"Did you at least enjoy yourself?" She replied, "Best fuck I've had in a long time." The clock in my head said we were maybe 40 seconds away from his knock on the door. She reached around to the back of the door I was standing behind, to grab a sheer, black negligée, from the hook. While she worked her arms through the long sleeves, and let the see through material settle over her hard nipples, I dared to slip my hand between those beautiful legs, one more time before had to close the door. Her lubricated lips parted easily as I pushed my index finger into her hot hole, and made a few circles around her erect clit with my thumb. She grabbed my wrist with both hands, I thought to push mine away. But rather than push me away immediately, she pressed my hand harder against her pussy, and ground her hard clit on my thumb. She only held my hand between her legs for 10 seconds or so, with her eyes closed, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps, and her legs quivering.
Then she opened her eyes, and quickly pushed my hand away from that hot, wet place. She looked straight at me and said, "I'm so screwed." I looked at my hand as she said that. My fingers were covered, and my palm was half full of that wonderfully slimy mixture that is Half Man, and half Woman. The sexiest stuff on earth.
I said quickly, "Do you think he is going to notice?" She actually chuckled and said, "He's an okay guy, and very predictable. He's a creature of habit with one fixed fantasy. Every session goes by the same script, from beginning to end. It's what satisfies him." I said, "So why did you laugh?" She gave me an almost evil grin and said, "The opening act in his fantasy, is to come to a woman's home, to repair the broken shutters in her bedroom. They have never met before, but because she is so brazen to wear a sheer négligée in front of him, he decides that he's going to take her, then and there, whether she likes it or not. He grabs her by the shoulders, and roughly shoves her backwards onto her own bed. Then he speaks his first words since arriving. I asked her, "What does he say?"
At that moment, there was a knock on the door that made us both jump. I asked again, "What does he say?" She turned her head towards the front door, and in a soft shout said, GIVE ME JUST A SECOND, I'LL BE RIGGHT THERE." Looking back at me with a smile she said, "Oh, don't worry. You're going to hear it for yourself. Stay in here with the door locked for at least a couple of minutes, to make sure he doesn't want to use the bathroom. When you know he's occupied with me, you can slip out." She gave me a quick kiss on the lips, then turned to walk to the front door. In the one, or two seconds that I dared keep the bathroom door open, I took in the site of her beautiful blonde hair, falling on the shoulders of the sheer black material which covered her from the waist up. She was beautiful, and as she took her first step away from me, another fat drop of my sperm poked it's head out from her labia, and stretched itself from there to stick to a spot on her left, inner thigh.
As she stepped away from me, it d****d like a silver necklace, swaying gently with each step. I closed the door and held my breath.
She greeted him at the front door as if he were the repair man. She told him the broken shutters had been driving her crazy, and she was so glad to see him. Then she asked him to follow her to her bedroom, where he could get started. The apartment was dead quiet, so it was easy to hear their footsteps transitioning from the carpet of her small living room, to the hardwood of the short hallway, then back onto the carpet of her bedroom. A second later, I heard her bedroom door close, and the click
of the lock. I held my breath in anticipation of what would come next. My position was only 5 feet or so from the edge of her bed where he would be pushing her down.
There were inch high gaps under both doors separating us, and the thin, non-insulated inner walls, were about as sound proof as hanging up a bed sheet. In that silence, I could literally hear his excited breathing. That's when I noticed that my own breathing was displaying a certain sexual rhythm. I reached to the front of my slacks, and wasn't at all surprised to find my cock was rock hard again, and in danger of bumping against the bathroom door giving away my hiding place.
This voyeur stuff, was turning out to be a hell of a lot more exciting than I ever realized.
I heard my lady friend say to him, "So these are the broken shutters above my headboard. They won't stay closed, and the light keeps me from sleeping as long as I would like. Do you think you can fix them?" Wait for it, wait for it, wait for i. He was silent for long enough to make me uncomfortable. I held my throbbing cock, and my breath until he finally spoke his first words. In a scolding, voice full of disdain, he said. "Miss, only a slut would dress like that in front of a stranger. The only reason you would wear something like this is if you're trying to seduce me." From the shuffling of feet, I could tell he had just grabbed her by the shoulders. A second later, I heard the bedframe creek loudly as she was pushed onto her back. He continued to speak saying, "So here's what happens to dirty sluts like you. You're going to raise your knees up to those big tits, and spread them wide. And I'm going to eat out your pussy till you cum. That's me being nice to you. After that, I'm going to stand here at the edge of the bed, and fuck you till you can't walk, then I'm going to cum all over your face, and walk out leaving you the sticky whore you are. Now spread your fucking legs." She meekly replied, "Yes sir."
One second later, the sounds coming from 5 feet away reminded me of big, pink porkers, being given a trough of slop. I heard him lapping with his tongue, and slurping, as he sucked on her swollen, cum filled cunt. That's the moment when I believe for the first time, he deviated from the script. I believe he must have sensed something was different, and lifted his head to look at her pussy. She said, "What's wrong baby? Why did you stop?" He said, "I don't know, put your pussy lips seemed so much fatter, and you're way wetter than usual." She skillfully said, "Oh Darlin, I was hoping you wouldn't catch me. I started thinking about you this morning, and it made me so horny for you that I couldn't wait. I used my vibrator, and my fingers to make myself cum three times before you got here. I couldn't think of anything but you pushing your tongue deep in my pussy, and swallowing all my juices. Please suck my pussy.some more before you fuck me. It's all I could think about all morning long." I only heard him say a few more words, "Damn that's hot !!" And then his face was buried to his ears again, licking, slurping, and sucking my salty load, out of the deepest reaches of her fragrant cunt. He raised his head once before I left to say to her, "Damn baby, I can't believe how wet you are today."
With that, I shot a second, normal size load onto the bristles of her hairbrush. I wanted to make sure she didn't miss it. With the sounds of him still sucking my cum out of her, I tucked my tired cock away in my pants, and quietly creeped out the door. When she and I talked a few days later, she said that session had turned him on more than ever before, and he offered to pay her extra if she would masturbate the same way before each of his sessions. She told him she thought that could be arranged, and how pleased she was that he had enjoyed himself. Then we laughed.
This is a true story, with 5 of the 10 pictures posted being real, and snapped buy me on that day. Even the ones that weren't taken on that day, are of her, and taken in situations that accurately represents what did happen that day
.
PLEASE TRY TO GUESS WHICH PICTURES ARE REAL, AND
PLEASE LET ME KNOW BY YOUR COMMENTS WHAT YOU THINK OF BOTH THE STORY, AND THE PICS.
IF YOU TRULY ENJOY THEM, I HAVE MORE
THANKS
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