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A SATURDAY IN SEPTEMBER

The roommate is away-- four days in Vegas-- work seminar. It's Saturday. And it's 94 fucking degrees. I have absolutely nothing to do. The pool. I'll spend the day at the pool. Sunbathing and reading a book and chilling in the water. Nice! I pack my gear, head down, set up in a cabana, jump in the water, jump out, lay down and crack my book.

My cell phone rings. Lucy. Roommates girlfriend. Cool-stoner-hot chick, petite and blonde. Small but nice tits. Hot body. Oozes sex. Shit. Answer the cell. Lucy says she's heading over-- to use the pool-- is that cool with me? Yes, Lucy. That's cool with me.

Lucy shows up, needs to change into bikini. Up to my apartment. She changes in the roommates room-- though I notice she leaves the door ajar. But I'm a good boy-- and I don't look at it again. Instead I wait. Smoke a bowl until...finally...she's ready. Black string bikini. White towel over her shoulder. Hot. We head downstairs to the pool. There I get settled in my chair while trying not to stare at Lucy rubbing oil all over her body. Sweet Jesus. Did I mention anything about oozing sex. I get over it. Have to. O.P.P.

Lucy and I hang out all day-- first hour in the chairs, the next two in the pool. Talking about all kinds of silly shit-- to each other as well as everyone else there. Laughing. Flirting. Great day. Then. Then she does it. Lucy tells me she's freaking out the roommates gone-- figures, horniest I've ever been and assholes in Vegas, probably jerking off to strippers.

I laugh. Sucks for him, I say. Haha. Splash, splash. Holy shit, dude.

Then it hits me. I gotta piss...and...I'd like to smoke a bowl-- it's been a couple of hours. I tell Lucy I'm gonna head up to the apartment. I had something needed to be taken care of. Be back in a few. You need anything?

I head up to the apartment. Smoke that bowl. Nice. Hit the bathroom. Piss, like a professional. Awesome. And I'm washing hands when I spot Lucy's cell phone in her purse-- on. I dry my hands and grab the phone...and see it. The picture. Lucy, naked. On the edge of a bed, legs spread, fingers buried in her pussy, head thrown back in ecstasy. Mouth open. moaning. Holy shit.

I'm instantly as hard as a rock. Let's not waste time here. I take my cock out. Rub it. Play with the head. Game. On.

I pull out my balls-- heavy as hell with a built up load. It's been a few days.

I check myself out in the mirror. My cock looks HUGE. I begin to stroke it. Slow at first. Then...gradually...a little faster...then a little faster. Staring at the picture of Lucy, imagining I was there with her-- jerking off while watching her cum. And I never even heard it. The door. Lucy entering the apartment, spotting me jerking off in the bathroom.

I don't know how long she was there before I saw her behind me in the mirror, her one hand running circles around her black bikini bottom, the other doing quite the same over her tits.

I freeze for a moment. Our eyes lock. Then hers drop to my raging hard cock. Lucy smiles, drops her bikini bottoms, unties her top, grabs a chair and takes a seat, legs spread. Our little secret, she says, then nods at my cock and purrs, show me. I've always wanted to see.

I turn to face her, leaning back against the sink. I drop my shorts. Spread my legs...and begin stroking my cock. Slowly. Showing it off to her.

Lucy licks her finger then shoves it in her pussy. She does it again. And again. She licks that finger, tasting herself. Then, her eyes locked on me beating my dick, she begins working her clit. Slow at first, then like a jackhammer. And, as quickly builds to climax, she brings her other hand down-- squeezing her tits together beautifully-- and inserts two fingers inside of her pussy. Quickly and roughly she finger fucks herself while rubbing her clit. And when she reaches orgasm, she looks directly into my eyes--

I pound my cock like a man possessed, feeling an enormous load impossibly build. And when Lucy cums-- looking right at me-- I walk out of the bathroom and stand right over her convulsing body spread back against the chair.

You want it? Yes, she moans, meaning it. And I pull the trigger. Letting out a guttural moan, I release the weight built up in my balls. Long, large, thick shots of cum-- each one, red hot, landing on her stomach and tits.

Lucy moans louder and louder with each spurt-- and cums again. Eight superman hard spurts of serious spunk later we stare at each other, winded, shaking-- beyond turned on-- ready to go again. Lucy rubs my load all over her stomach and tits, then scoops some up with her finger, rubs it all over her lips-- scoops up some more and licks it off her finger...then gestures for me to come closer. So I do. And she grabs me by the back of the head and pulls me in for a kiss. And I let her.

We kiss passionately-- tasting my cum on her lips and swapping my cum in her mouth-- I begin jerking my cock-- HARD. I can't believe it. With a grunt as she sucks the cum off of my tongue, I shoot another load all over her stomach.

Lucy smiles. And as I scoop up some of that fresh cum, she begins fucking herself again. Moaning wildly, she takes the cum I feed her and puts on a show for me as she twirls it with her tongue. Holy shit. My cock is hard again...

And we went on for another hour-- cumming ourselves bone dry. After seperate quickie showers we head back down to the pool. And as Lucy slithers into the water, she whispers, All night. I mean it. Our little secret.

Um. Okay.

And the rest is another letter at another time. Someday.Maybe...

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(a continuation of The Bitch’s Oven and Ding Dong the Bitch is Dead) Robin opened her eyes to a glorious day. It was a little cloudy but only outside. The sun was shining so bright for Robin it didn’t matter what the weather was. She had some plans to prepare. Suddenly she understood where Jennifer had been the day she sent her away to get ready for her date. There was plenty for Robin to do today. The first thing was to hit the liquor store for champagne, bucket and two glasses. Danny knew...

Saturday Afternoon Tea

My bedroom is decorated tastefully with beautiful rich black furniture, black drapes and champagne colored carpet. I take a lot of pride in how my home is kept and while it gets messy from time to time, I attempt to keep things up. I had been cleaning all day one Saturday while my husband was away in class. I decided to run to the grocery to get something to cook for dinner. While perusing up the seafood aisle, I ran across an old friend, Michelle, I hadnt seen her in years. She looked good, we...

Saturday Afternoon

Introduction: An absolutely true story. Start to Finish. As a pretext: This is all 100% true. No embellishment, no exaggeration, and no fictional component. It had been a while since Id seen Jim. We didnt talk as much as we used to. We used to hook up as teenagers. Have a few beers, get naked. Mostly teenage experiments. Wed got chatting online, and out of the blue he said to me I want to come see you, its been too long. I wasnt sure, but he was right, it had been a long time. Hed always had...

Saturday morning is for laundry

On Saturday morning, my sweet wife said it was my turn to do the laundry.So I picked up some big items that would not fit in our washer and went to the laundry place. As I got there, I found another two ladies doing the same.The kind woman who ran the shop came over to me and said she would do it for me. I thanked her, thinking I had at least forty minutes free for me…Upon my return, the lady had dried all the items and they were folded.She sat down next to me and I noticed she was flirting...

Saturday Morning at the ABS

It was a Saturday morning and I was super horny so I decided to head to one of my favorite ABS to look for some fun. I was on my way with condoms and lube in my pocket along with some wipes, hoping to find a horny top in the video booth section. When I got there the parking lot was pretty full so it showed some promise as long as all or most weren't there for the same as me. The ABS is in a pretty seedy area with a lot of thugs around and some tend to hang out there looking to get off, which I...

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