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So I used to work w/ this shapely, ebony chick. I'd been working three years for the company, and like many others I'd moved up quickly due to lots of folks retiring. She was a fairly new hire, performing an entry level job.
Her name was Yvette. 5' 1" w/ medium-brown Jamaican good looks, full 34-C cup tits, and being a booty lover she revved my engines every time she went by my work-area. None of that "junk in the trunk" nonsense, her butt was noticeably curvy. Boy, did I notice.
I worked up the nerve to speak to her, and before long became platonic friends. Naturally I wanted more than friendly chit-chat, but being single and not too sexually experienced at the time (horny as hell, though) I didn't want to be pushy, especially at work which could've been construed as harassment.
I needn't have worried; Yvette was a strong-willed woman, not afraid of standing up for herself, but she was also approachable and eager to talk (especially to me, other guys were quickly jealous.) I was a bashful 22 year old, Yvette was 31 when we first met.
One thing I learned right away about her was, she was a single Mom. She'd given birth to a daughter she named Leticia at the tender age of 16. I also learned Yvette was dating a Mechanic at our company. My heart sunk a little hearing that, but listening to her I gathered he was the Controlling type, she didn't appreciate that, and they weren't going to last as a couple.
Oh, well I wasn't planning on taking his place. But after several months of hearing her cheerful voice during our chats, ogling her breasts when she was near (and not looking) and checking her cute ass out every chance I got, my randy nature was getting the best of me. Being smitten w/ a foxy co-worker named Michelle but getting nowhere far with her wasn't helping.
One afternoon, I couldn't resist temptation any longer. As she walked past me I fondled that fine ass of hers (making sure no one else was around to see.) I was instantly regretful, despite the excitement. Yvette was surprised, but not upset. Apologizing profusely, Yvette said she'd no idea I'd felt that way about her. After she continued on to finish her work, she returned later to say she wasn't angry, she wouldn't report my horny action, and to please not do anything like that at work, again.
Time passed. We became closer as platonic friends, despite the groping incident. Birthdays, Christmas I'd purchase nice gifts for her. She'd broken up w/ the Mechanic, hadn't resumed dating seriously. I dropped not-so-subtle hints concerning my sexual feelings for her; such as getting a black t-shirt w/ a red-sequined rose and the words "Perfection comes in this size only."
My ardor didn't cool over time. Although she occasionally dated, she never stopped inviting me to her apartment. I'd gotten to know Leticia from visiting her Mom; by this time she was 17 and attracting boy's attentions w/ her tall, slim figure and her spunky good looks (nothing like her Mom's, but plenty attractive.) I'd only eyes, and hard-ons, for Yvette.
I'd come to feel like a Sugar Daddy to Yvette w/o getting any "sugar." Gifts, flowers, the occasional loan to help w/ her single-parent expenses. But she always paid me back when she could, as much as she could. She was always genuinely grateful for what I'd buy for her. Being single w/ a good-paying job, it was my pleasure.
One late afternoon as she was about to leave for a concert to meet her g/f's (I had to work, but bought her ticket as a token of my appreciation for her beauty and friendship) I had a sudden, naughty urge. Yvette was dressed all in black, her outfit featured a lace skirt over tight, black jeans. Before she went out the door, I whispered a desire to feel that hot ass of hers, as I'd done almost three years earlier. "Go right ahead!" she said.
Whoa, mama! I lifted that lace curtain up and explored her body w/ eager palms, taking my sweet time. "Only for you, my fiend." Oh, man was her ass worth the wait.I couldn't begin imagining what sex w/ Yvette would feel like, but after that I made up my mind to be more assertive around her, emboldened by her receptivity.
Several more months passed. I complimented Yvette's body more brazenly and often, and found reasons to stroke her butt for my pleasure, which she laughed and smiled at, knowing how turned on I was. Leticia turned 18, a month after her Mom's 34th birthday. Yvette looked as hot as ever, filling out her curves w/ age. For my 25th Birthday, Yvette massaged my penis (her words, as she was taking classes to be a professional masseuse for extra cash) to a cum-splattering climax. I hinted halfway through that I'd love a blowjob as well; she smiled, said that she was experienced that way, but it wasn't really her thing. I eased off that request.
My boldness got bolder; as Yvette and Leticia remarked on their respective ages, recently-passed Birthdays, and their comparative looks one day in the kitchen, I reached down to caress both their soft/firm booties. "Like Mother, like Daughter" I cackled, much to Leticia's delight and astonishment. All Yvette could say was "Damn!" w/ a smirk. I was in Paradise.
A serious incident at work led to immediate layoffs, by seniority. My job was safe for the moment, and would remain so save for a two-month furlough. Yvette wasn't so fortunate, as she was axed almost right away.
The company provided generous severance packages for affected workers. Yvette was OK for money, but sadly told me several weeks later, over Chinese food and w/ Leticia at her side, that since she now couldn't afford the small house she'd been saving up for, and probably wouldn't get re-hired back anytime soon if ever, she and Leticia were returning home to Mississippi.
I was crushed. After all this time, I'd come to think of Yvette as the closest thing to a g/f I had. But I understood; this was about them, not my horny needs. We ate, hugged, said good-byes. I figured to get a call from them before they left, maybe to see them again by helping w/ packing. Otherwise, I was resigned to the end of those frisky times.
We did call each other, we did see each other when I helped the two of them get most of the stuff they didn't want to take sold or discarded. All that was left was some furniture, clothes, forwarding bills. Not very enthralling.
Then late one evening, just days before they were to leave, Yvette called. Please come over, she said. So I did, wondering.
When I arrived, Yvette and Leticia, 34 yr old Mother and 18 yr old Daughter, bid me in. They sat me down on their couch, and sat on either side of me. I was confused, then Yvette spoke to me soothingly.
She explained she and Leticia wanted to thank me for all I'd done for both of them over the past several years. That I'd been a concerned friend when Yvette needed one, that I'd been very patient, and that I hadn't asked for anything in return, unlike the men in her past. That when Leticia had discovered she was pregnant the year before and Yvette had please asked for one more loan to terminate (the father being unable, unwilling to help) as Leticia was so young to be having a baby, I hadn't hesitated to help.
For all that and more, they wanted to express and show me their gratitude. I blushed a bit, and unsure what to say just said a polite, but earnest thank you. I looked at their grinning faces, thinking "What's up?"
And that's when they both reached for the tent-pole in my jeans, stroking my throbbing dick through the material.
It was too much at once, but my shyness disappeared as my pent-up desires whisked any timidness away. "Oh, yeah stroke that dick, baby," I said to them both. My hips thrust upwards to their grasping rhythm. "Take me out! Unleash me!"
They did so, laughing. Ahh, sweet release! 7" of proud cock, slightly curved and throbbing-hard. Leticia grabbed my manhood and began stroking me from my balls to near the bulb, which Yvette was working on with her fingertips and nails. I leaned back and enjoyed the ride. My eyes darted to their glowing faces, to Yvette's full tits and Leticia's firm cupcake ones. I began squeezing their ripe melons as they continued squeezing me where I needed pleasing.
Catching sight of Yvette licking her lower lip as she concentrated on masturbating me, I broke out in a wolfish grin. "Suck me, baby. Suck my throbbing dick, I said as I turned to wink at Leticia in an exaggerated, saucy fashion.
Yvette hesitated for two seconds, then dove he head down and enveloped my cock-head w/ her lips. My first blowjob, 25 years old and two sexy ladies in the room, wow! Yvette took me a little further in her mouth, started bobbing her head quicker. "Ahh, baby. Mmm, go a little slower. Use your tongue, I wanna see that tongue!"
"Mmm, nnn, oh yeah?" she said, pulling her mouth off me to speak then giving me nice, long lollipop licks. Leticia was stroking my chest and bare thighs during all this, and as she'd moved closer and up, I took advantage by rubbing her high booty.
"Ooh, your turn! Let Leticia try! I want to see what she can do!" Yvette shrieked w/ laughter."Damn, you horny! Get in here, boo!" Leticia popped my dick in her mouth and sucked me good and hard. She paused to suck my rolling balls. "Mmm, oh that's nice. Lick those balls, hot stuff. Suck me again, like before. Ah, my god!" Yvette's tits and hiney were being thoroughly fondled by my paws.
"Take your clothes off, baby! I want to see you NAKED! Yeah, show me those tig ol' bitties, mama!" Yvette giggled, jumped up to comply. Leticia had my member almost fully engulfed, then she stood to shuck her clothes. I followed their lead, stripping and waching them strip, feeling their bodies up before collapsing back on the sofa.
Yvette resumed sucking me. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold off. Leaning in, I whispered a sexy thought in Leticia's ear. She squealed, playfully smacked my chest. Yvette's marble-black eyes fluttered open, lips still glued to my dick-head. "I want to feel both of you on me. Yeah, two tongues on my dick, mmm do it baby-dolls. Lick me, please, please?"
"Greaaat DAY" was Yvette's reply. "You ready, boo?" I looked Leticia and gently guided her willing head to my pulsing dick. Yvette moved forward, creeping. "Oh, hell yeah!" Two pink, pointy tongue tips, tickling my bulb and glans. "Suck me good, angel-faces!" Whatever nasty endearment came to mind, I spoke it. "Oh, that mouh. Ooh, your ass! Them tits, Jesus!"
"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna shoot! Here comes the cum, baby! Taste my hot cream. Taste my cream! Aaahhh..."
Hot semen spurted out and up, catching my two sexy cocksuckers on the teeth, lips, nose, a cheek. My second thrust put a streak of thin, gummy glue on Yvette's forehead. I jerked my pelvis up to unload my jewels as much as possible. Leticia sucked my slimy-with-cum noodle into that small, Hoover's finest mouth of hers, pulling dewy drops from me.
"Mmm. MMM. Mmmmmm," I moaned while my cock spasmed it's last. My balls felt achy, but my cock still had life when Leticia let it slide from her thin, dark-red lips. The ladies lapped my legs and body dry of watery cum as I slid my hands over their glistening bodies. I was sure this incredible night was over, but to my astonishment, it wasn't.
After a brief come-back-down period, Yvette kissed my neck and asked if I were up for some more.
"Fuck, yeah! Stand up, both of you!" I said, smiling. They did, and I leapt up between them. I took their hands, one each in mine for a moment. Then I let go and fondled those asses. "Ooh, nice hot asses." They loved it. "Down on your knees, Leticia ."
I tossed a cushion on the floor, and she gleefully complied. "Ooh, take me in your mouth. That's it, good girl. Ooh, I feel your tongue. Suck me good, sweetheart. Doesn't your girl suck a nice dick, Mama?" Yvette made a pleasant sound of agreement, as my left hand stroked her behind. My finger dipped lower to feel the juicy heat nestled between those legs of hers.
"Mmm, your turn, baby. Yeah, down on those knees. Show me those titties. Feel them. Here, wrap your lips around this dick, hot ass." My hard-on bounced before her bitchin' cute face, and I teasingly made it bouncier as she tried to catch it with her mouth. When I let her, she nibbled me gently before taking as much of me in w/ a hard, slurping suck.
"Aaah, Leticia I know where you learned to suck hot dick. You babies can swallow my dick anytime! Suck it, Yvette! Damn, look at those titties bounce. Wiggle that sexy ass, ooh Leticia I got my hand on your cute ass and my pecker in your Mama's mouth, it feels so good!!" I was an ass-grabbing satyr at this point. "Ooh, my jizz...hold up, here it comes...wait, mmm...ahh, ahh jizz that mouth, dick, hurry up!" At this point, Yvette took my dick in her hands and began pumping me, very firmly.
"Yeah, come on, baby...come on...I wanna see you dance!" She repeated this like a mantra. I had to hold Leticia by her waist, I felt so excitedly dizzy. "I'm gonna cum! Ah, let me see cum on that hot tongue!"Yvette closed her eyes, aimed my penis towards her open mouth, waggling her tongue at my shuddering dick. Molten cum spurted and dripped on her tongue, quickly coating it. She gulped some down quickly, as I aimed the last of that cumshot at those blue-black, thick blowjob lips of hers.
"Your mother can sure suck a dick, honey. You, too. Both of you blowjob queens can slurp me, anytime. And I mean that in the nicest way." They chuckled at my impropriety. We slid our underthings back on, I patted their asses the whole way up those black and pink/white panties slid back up. Leticia gave me a goodnight hug which I reciprocated.
Yvette gently led me by my half-hard cock through my cotton briefs to the staircase that led to her boudoir. "Stay the night, boo. We'll say goodbye tomorrow afternoon, before you go back to work." I said why not. I let her go up those steps first. "God, I love your ass. Wiggle that thing for me." She cackled, slowly swayed her booty up the way. My hand went between those cheeks, and Lord I never wanted to let go. Magical evening.
We kissed and fell asleep. When she awoke six hours later, it roused me awake. To my surprise, I had morning wood. Yvette turned on a bedside lamp, snuggled next to me, felt my erection with her stomach. "What you want to do, sugar?" Like she had to ask.
I climbed aboard her curvy frame, guided my member into her blue-pearl pussy using my hips and dick as a pointer, nudged my way in and returned her warm smile, looking up at me. It was a sight to remember.
"Put your sexy legs around me, baby." We settled into a smooth, constant rhythm. Her snatch didn't give easily, but man my dick felt good and squeezed when it was inside her. I came hard inside her, with all the love and lust I had to give to this beautiful woman. Her tight legs went up, settled back down. We hugged, I sucked gently on her nipples. Rolled over, we drifted back asleep.
We parted by noon that morning. Thanked each other again and again. Leticia'd left early, but I said goodbye over toast, and even managed one last ass-squeeze before she skipped out. The same went for Yvette; one last fanny pat, then a dozen more. She asked if I wanted anything else, anything? I thought for one second, then told her.
"Okay, boo." She smiled, lifted her shirt up and undid her bra. I unzipped, took my rod out and as she knelt down took me in her hand and rubbed my purple head over her nipples. Satisfaction, indeed.
We dressed, hugged and kissed, we parted. They left five days later. We kept in touch for two years, eventually drifting apart as folks do. I've had my share of fooling around, since. 23 years worth. No sexual experience comes remotely close.
It was that time, place, etc. It was three years in the making, and worth every second.
Her name was Yvette. 5' 1" w/ medium-brown Jamaican good looks, full 34-C cup tits, and being a booty lover she revved my engines every time she went by my work-area. None of that "junk in the trunk" nonsense, her butt was noticeably curvy. Boy, did I notice.
I worked up the nerve to speak to her, and before long became platonic friends. Naturally I wanted more than friendly chit-chat, but being single and not too sexually experienced at the time (horny as hell, though) I didn't want to be pushy, especially at work which could've been construed as harassment.
I needn't have worried; Yvette was a strong-willed woman, not afraid of standing up for herself, but she was also approachable and eager to talk (especially to me, other guys were quickly jealous.) I was a bashful 22 year old, Yvette was 31 when we first met.
One thing I learned right away about her was, she was a single Mom. She'd given birth to a daughter she named Leticia at the tender age of 16. I also learned Yvette was dating a Mechanic at our company. My heart sunk a little hearing that, but listening to her I gathered he was the Controlling type, she didn't appreciate that, and they weren't going to last as a couple.
Oh, well I wasn't planning on taking his place. But after several months of hearing her cheerful voice during our chats, ogling her breasts when she was near (and not looking) and checking her cute ass out every chance I got, my randy nature was getting the best of me. Being smitten w/ a foxy co-worker named Michelle but getting nowhere far with her wasn't helping.
One afternoon, I couldn't resist temptation any longer. As she walked past me I fondled that fine ass of hers (making sure no one else was around to see.) I was instantly regretful, despite the excitement. Yvette was surprised, but not upset. Apologizing profusely, Yvette said she'd no idea I'd felt that way about her. After she continued on to finish her work, she returned later to say she wasn't angry, she wouldn't report my horny action, and to please not do anything like that at work, again.
Time passed. We became closer as platonic friends, despite the groping incident. Birthdays, Christmas I'd purchase nice gifts for her. She'd broken up w/ the Mechanic, hadn't resumed dating seriously. I dropped not-so-subtle hints concerning my sexual feelings for her; such as getting a black t-shirt w/ a red-sequined rose and the words "Perfection comes in this size only."
My ardor didn't cool over time. Although she occasionally dated, she never stopped inviting me to her apartment. I'd gotten to know Leticia from visiting her Mom; by this time she was 17 and attracting boy's attentions w/ her tall, slim figure and her spunky good looks (nothing like her Mom's, but plenty attractive.) I'd only eyes, and hard-ons, for Yvette.
I'd come to feel like a Sugar Daddy to Yvette w/o getting any "sugar." Gifts, flowers, the occasional loan to help w/ her single-parent expenses. But she always paid me back when she could, as much as she could. She was always genuinely grateful for what I'd buy for her. Being single w/ a good-paying job, it was my pleasure.
One late afternoon as she was about to leave for a concert to meet her g/f's (I had to work, but bought her ticket as a token of my appreciation for her beauty and friendship) I had a sudden, naughty urge. Yvette was dressed all in black, her outfit featured a lace skirt over tight, black jeans. Before she went out the door, I whispered a desire to feel that hot ass of hers, as I'd done almost three years earlier. "Go right ahead!" she said.
Whoa, mama! I lifted that lace curtain up and explored her body w/ eager palms, taking my sweet time. "Only for you, my fiend." Oh, man was her ass worth the wait.I couldn't begin imagining what sex w/ Yvette would feel like, but after that I made up my mind to be more assertive around her, emboldened by her receptivity.
Several more months passed. I complimented Yvette's body more brazenly and often, and found reasons to stroke her butt for my pleasure, which she laughed and smiled at, knowing how turned on I was. Leticia turned 18, a month after her Mom's 34th birthday. Yvette looked as hot as ever, filling out her curves w/ age. For my 25th Birthday, Yvette massaged my penis (her words, as she was taking classes to be a professional masseuse for extra cash) to a cum-splattering climax. I hinted halfway through that I'd love a blowjob as well; she smiled, said that she was experienced that way, but it wasn't really her thing. I eased off that request.
My boldness got bolder; as Yvette and Leticia remarked on their respective ages, recently-passed Birthdays, and their comparative looks one day in the kitchen, I reached down to caress both their soft/firm booties. "Like Mother, like Daughter" I cackled, much to Leticia's delight and astonishment. All Yvette could say was "Damn!" w/ a smirk. I was in Paradise.
A serious incident at work led to immediate layoffs, by seniority. My job was safe for the moment, and would remain so save for a two-month furlough. Yvette wasn't so fortunate, as she was axed almost right away.
The company provided generous severance packages for affected workers. Yvette was OK for money, but sadly told me several weeks later, over Chinese food and w/ Leticia at her side, that since she now couldn't afford the small house she'd been saving up for, and probably wouldn't get re-hired back anytime soon if ever, she and Leticia were returning home to Mississippi.
I was crushed. After all this time, I'd come to think of Yvette as the closest thing to a g/f I had. But I understood; this was about them, not my horny needs. We ate, hugged, said good-byes. I figured to get a call from them before they left, maybe to see them again by helping w/ packing. Otherwise, I was resigned to the end of those frisky times.
We did call each other, we did see each other when I helped the two of them get most of the stuff they didn't want to take sold or discarded. All that was left was some furniture, clothes, forwarding bills. Not very enthralling.
Then late one evening, just days before they were to leave, Yvette called. Please come over, she said. So I did, wondering.
When I arrived, Yvette and Leticia, 34 yr old Mother and 18 yr old Daughter, bid me in. They sat me down on their couch, and sat on either side of me. I was confused, then Yvette spoke to me soothingly.
She explained she and Leticia wanted to thank me for all I'd done for both of them over the past several years. That I'd been a concerned friend when Yvette needed one, that I'd been very patient, and that I hadn't asked for anything in return, unlike the men in her past. That when Leticia had discovered she was pregnant the year before and Yvette had please asked for one more loan to terminate (the father being unable, unwilling to help) as Leticia was so young to be having a baby, I hadn't hesitated to help.
For all that and more, they wanted to express and show me their gratitude. I blushed a bit, and unsure what to say just said a polite, but earnest thank you. I looked at their grinning faces, thinking "What's up?"
And that's when they both reached for the tent-pole in my jeans, stroking my throbbing dick through the material.
It was too much at once, but my shyness disappeared as my pent-up desires whisked any timidness away. "Oh, yeah stroke that dick, baby," I said to them both. My hips thrust upwards to their grasping rhythm. "Take me out! Unleash me!"
They did so, laughing. Ahh, sweet release! 7" of proud cock, slightly curved and throbbing-hard. Leticia grabbed my manhood and began stroking me from my balls to near the bulb, which Yvette was working on with her fingertips and nails. I leaned back and enjoyed the ride. My eyes darted to their glowing faces, to Yvette's full tits and Leticia's firm cupcake ones. I began squeezing their ripe melons as they continued squeezing me where I needed pleasing.
Catching sight of Yvette licking her lower lip as she concentrated on masturbating me, I broke out in a wolfish grin. "Suck me, baby. Suck my throbbing dick, I said as I turned to wink at Leticia in an exaggerated, saucy fashion.
Yvette hesitated for two seconds, then dove he head down and enveloped my cock-head w/ her lips. My first blowjob, 25 years old and two sexy ladies in the room, wow! Yvette took me a little further in her mouth, started bobbing her head quicker. "Ahh, baby. Mmm, go a little slower. Use your tongue, I wanna see that tongue!"
"Mmm, nnn, oh yeah?" she said, pulling her mouth off me to speak then giving me nice, long lollipop licks. Leticia was stroking my chest and bare thighs during all this, and as she'd moved closer and up, I took advantage by rubbing her high booty.
"Ooh, your turn! Let Leticia try! I want to see what she can do!" Yvette shrieked w/ laughter."Damn, you horny! Get in here, boo!" Leticia popped my dick in her mouth and sucked me good and hard. She paused to suck my rolling balls. "Mmm, oh that's nice. Lick those balls, hot stuff. Suck me again, like before. Ah, my god!" Yvette's tits and hiney were being thoroughly fondled by my paws.
"Take your clothes off, baby! I want to see you NAKED! Yeah, show me those tig ol' bitties, mama!" Yvette giggled, jumped up to comply. Leticia had my member almost fully engulfed, then she stood to shuck her clothes. I followed their lead, stripping and waching them strip, feeling their bodies up before collapsing back on the sofa.
Yvette resumed sucking me. I bit my lower lip, trying to hold off. Leaning in, I whispered a sexy thought in Leticia's ear. She squealed, playfully smacked my chest. Yvette's marble-black eyes fluttered open, lips still glued to my dick-head. "I want to feel both of you on me. Yeah, two tongues on my dick, mmm do it baby-dolls. Lick me, please, please?"
"Greaaat DAY" was Yvette's reply. "You ready, boo?" I looked Leticia and gently guided her willing head to my pulsing dick. Yvette moved forward, creeping. "Oh, hell yeah!" Two pink, pointy tongue tips, tickling my bulb and glans. "Suck me good, angel-faces!" Whatever nasty endearment came to mind, I spoke it. "Oh, that mouh. Ooh, your ass! Them tits, Jesus!"
"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna shoot! Here comes the cum, baby! Taste my hot cream. Taste my cream! Aaahhh..."
Hot semen spurted out and up, catching my two sexy cocksuckers on the teeth, lips, nose, a cheek. My second thrust put a streak of thin, gummy glue on Yvette's forehead. I jerked my pelvis up to unload my jewels as much as possible. Leticia sucked my slimy-with-cum noodle into that small, Hoover's finest mouth of hers, pulling dewy drops from me.
"Mmm. MMM. Mmmmmm," I moaned while my cock spasmed it's last. My balls felt achy, but my cock still had life when Leticia let it slide from her thin, dark-red lips. The ladies lapped my legs and body dry of watery cum as I slid my hands over their glistening bodies. I was sure this incredible night was over, but to my astonishment, it wasn't.
After a brief come-back-down period, Yvette kissed my neck and asked if I were up for some more.
"Fuck, yeah! Stand up, both of you!" I said, smiling. They did, and I leapt up between them. I took their hands, one each in mine for a moment. Then I let go and fondled those asses. "Ooh, nice hot asses." They loved it. "Down on your knees, Leticia ."
I tossed a cushion on the floor, and she gleefully complied. "Ooh, take me in your mouth. That's it, good girl. Ooh, I feel your tongue. Suck me good, sweetheart. Doesn't your girl suck a nice dick, Mama?" Yvette made a pleasant sound of agreement, as my left hand stroked her behind. My finger dipped lower to feel the juicy heat nestled between those legs of hers.
"Mmm, your turn, baby. Yeah, down on those knees. Show me those titties. Feel them. Here, wrap your lips around this dick, hot ass." My hard-on bounced before her bitchin' cute face, and I teasingly made it bouncier as she tried to catch it with her mouth. When I let her, she nibbled me gently before taking as much of me in w/ a hard, slurping suck.
"Aaah, Leticia I know where you learned to suck hot dick. You babies can swallow my dick anytime! Suck it, Yvette! Damn, look at those titties bounce. Wiggle that sexy ass, ooh Leticia I got my hand on your cute ass and my pecker in your Mama's mouth, it feels so good!!" I was an ass-grabbing satyr at this point. "Ooh, my jizz...hold up, here it comes...wait, mmm...ahh, ahh jizz that mouth, dick, hurry up!" At this point, Yvette took my dick in her hands and began pumping me, very firmly.
"Yeah, come on, baby...come on...I wanna see you dance!" She repeated this like a mantra. I had to hold Leticia by her waist, I felt so excitedly dizzy. "I'm gonna cum! Ah, let me see cum on that hot tongue!"Yvette closed her eyes, aimed my penis towards her open mouth, waggling her tongue at my shuddering dick. Molten cum spurted and dripped on her tongue, quickly coating it. She gulped some down quickly, as I aimed the last of that cumshot at those blue-black, thick blowjob lips of hers.
"Your mother can sure suck a dick, honey. You, too. Both of you blowjob queens can slurp me, anytime. And I mean that in the nicest way." They chuckled at my impropriety. We slid our underthings back on, I patted their asses the whole way up those black and pink/white panties slid back up. Leticia gave me a goodnight hug which I reciprocated.
Yvette gently led me by my half-hard cock through my cotton briefs to the staircase that led to her boudoir. "Stay the night, boo. We'll say goodbye tomorrow afternoon, before you go back to work." I said why not. I let her go up those steps first. "God, I love your ass. Wiggle that thing for me." She cackled, slowly swayed her booty up the way. My hand went between those cheeks, and Lord I never wanted to let go. Magical evening.
We kissed and fell asleep. When she awoke six hours later, it roused me awake. To my surprise, I had morning wood. Yvette turned on a bedside lamp, snuggled next to me, felt my erection with her stomach. "What you want to do, sugar?" Like she had to ask.
I climbed aboard her curvy frame, guided my member into her blue-pearl pussy using my hips and dick as a pointer, nudged my way in and returned her warm smile, looking up at me. It was a sight to remember.
"Put your sexy legs around me, baby." We settled into a smooth, constant rhythm. Her snatch didn't give easily, but man my dick felt good and squeezed when it was inside her. I came hard inside her, with all the love and lust I had to give to this beautiful woman. Her tight legs went up, settled back down. We hugged, I sucked gently on her nipples. Rolled over, we drifted back asleep.
We parted by noon that morning. Thanked each other again and again. Leticia'd left early, but I said goodbye over toast, and even managed one last ass-squeeze before she skipped out. The same went for Yvette; one last fanny pat, then a dozen more. She asked if I wanted anything else, anything? I thought for one second, then told her.
"Okay, boo." She smiled, lifted her shirt up and undid her bra. I unzipped, took my rod out and as she knelt down took me in her hand and rubbed my purple head over her nipples. Satisfaction, indeed.
We dressed, hugged and kissed, we parted. They left five days later. We kept in touch for two years, eventually drifting apart as folks do. I've had my share of fooling around, since. 23 years worth. No sexual experience comes remotely close.
It was that time, place, etc. It was three years in the making, and worth every second.
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