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Elizabeth (Part 1) free porn video
Elizabeth and I have been friends online for some months now. She and I agreed we both move to London to finally meet she and her boyfriend while working there for a couple of years at least. We have become good friends in that time. We know each other well, having talked through a range of things, holidays, work, parties, relationships, sex, hobbies, family. I suppose I enjoy how she is always polite and yet fun and naughty to chat with! Oh, did I mention she’s beautiful, works out and has a sexy body?
Coming into the welcome area of the Airport, I look around for Elizabeth as my body tingles in anticipation. I haven’t felt this nervous since high school of all things. Looking left and right, I don’t see her. Looking around more slowly, I find someone holding a little white sign saying “ELIZABETH X”. Now, not sure if the ‘X’ is for a kiss or x-rated. Maybe I’ll find out.
I look at her finally, and cannot believe how beautiful she is. I’ve never seen her face during online conversations. I do know her hair is beautiful, and her body is sexy beyond belief and curves in perfect proportions. I walk over to the woman, desperately hoping she is the person I have been speaking to online for months. Her smile is infectious…
“Jonah?”.
“Elizabeth! …Wow…”, I must appear dumbfounded as I look from her face down to her high heels and back up. “You look amazing”.
“Well, thank you Jonah. I see you work out too”, she responds as we embrace, kissing each others cheeks. I step back and smile towards her.
Elizabeth grabs my hand, “come on we have some catching up to do!”. She takes me out of the Airport and to her car where I meet her boyfriend holding the car parking space.
“Hi pal, you must be Jonah. I’m Mick, Elizabeth’s boyfriend”.
We shake hands, “It’s good to finally meet you Mick”.
“How about we get in the car and out of here first, before we get booked by the leeches round here”.
“Sounds like a plan”.
“And we’ll get the luggage out of your hands Jonah”, Elizabeth says with a smile, and assists me putting them into the boot of the car.
“Thanks Elizabeth”, I can’t help responding with a warm smile, already taking an a liking to her.
I’m surprised the drive to Elizabeth and Mick’s home is under 20 minutes, being used to the 30-40 minute drives around Sydney. Arriving at their place, Elizabeth and Mick help carry my luggage up the front step to the front door. The house looks fairly old-fashioned, and nicely painted in beige and white walls, with brown gutters and dark blue roof tiles.
“Mick and I have only lived here for 4 days, so hope you can excuse some boxes still lying around. We’re still unpacking”.
“That’s fine Liz, I understand. Hope you can excuse all of my boxes that’ll be in the house”.
“Ha-ha, I’m sure we can manage”, Elizabeth flashes her warm smile again. The living arrangements agreed to are I pay a certain sum fortnightly, as the two begin paying off their mortgage. They’re doing a heck lot better than me! Good on them.
Carrying the luggage down the hall, we stop at the second door to the right. Mick turns to me, “this will be your room Jonah”. I take a quick peek through the doorway. “As you can see, the room’s fairly spacious, especially for one person”. Mick finishes his point with a mock questioning look to me which I frown upon, and the exchange doesn’t go unnoticed by Elizabeth who smiles to us both. I smile while shaking my head and move the luggage into the room by the large drawer and mirror to the left.
“Take your time to settle in. Feel free to join us when you’re ready buddy”, Mick finishes with a smile then he and Liz leave me to my luggage and go elsewhere in the house.
Nearly half an hour later, my things are stored around the room. Like Mick says, it spacious enough for one person, but I doubt two. Maybe it was initially a k**s room for two? Who knows. I look out the window and breathe a sigh of relief the move’s now taken care of. The house has definitely been renovated in recent years, and looks very modern on the inside. I walk over and sit on the edge of the bed. I just feel too tried to make a decent conversation with Elizabeth and Mick at the moment. Some rest may do some good. I take off the shoes and socks, then lay back on the bed. Hang on, its too warm for the pants and I came here in. I get up and walk over to the drawer, shuffle though some clothing till I get out my shorts and a more comfortable shirt to replace my button shirt. I take off the button shirt and put on the short sleeve one. Likewise I remove the pants, then realise my thick briefs will show through the shorts. “Shit”. The shorts are made of reasonably light material which is great for summer, but need thin underwear too if you don’t want them to show through. I don’t want to waste wearing more undies today, so I just put the shorts on with nothing underneath. No one will know I wonder. I feel around seeing how tight the shorts are to make a final decision whether to wear undies or not.
“Ooohhh”.
“Aiieeeeee…”, my hips lunge forward, falling on my hands and knees.
“Bwah-ha-ha-ha!”.
“Hey, that’s not fair!”, looking back to see her just inside the doorway of the room.
“Oh, I’m terribly sorry Jonah”, looking to burst out laughing any moment again. “Nice tush…it just had to be squeezed!”, now laughing once again.
“Mmmm”, looking down at the carpet then smiling, “I suppose it is funny…”
I get up and smooth out the shirt.
Liz asks, “Would you like to join us on the veranda? We’re just relaxing with a few drinks”.
“Hmm, sure. I’d like that”.
Following Elizabeth through the kitchen, she looks unbelievably beautiful swaying her hips as she walks, made even better if possible by her tight green bikini and matching sheer sarong. I see Mick in the living room adjacent to the kitchen and getting ready to head out on to the veranda. Elizabeth asks “Would you like a drink, soft drink or…”
“That’s alright, juice or water will be great?”
“Water’s a little boring isn’t it?”
“I like water!”, grinning. “I like some bubbly water”.
“Nothing wrong with bubbly water from time to time, is there darling?”, struggling to contain a giggle on the innuendo, and to which Mick looks in our direction, “Huh?”. Elizabeth and I both laugh in response.
I accept a cup of orange juice from Elizabeth, then she follows Mick and I out on to the veranda. We each lay back on a reclining chair looking out over….their own swimming pool. Its in-ground to boot. My throat is parched, so I drink some of the orange juice.
Mick starts the first conversation. “So Jonah, its good you’re able to make it and spend time with us. Elizabeth and I had our doubts we’d have a nice guy like you share our place”.
“Thanks, Mick”.
Mick laughs, “And you know Elizabeth’s been looking forward to seeing you, haha. I can tell you she likes not only you, but what she sees. And she can finally fuck you and get out of my hair about it!”
I nearly choke on the drink, and turn to Mick then Liz. “Ahh…umm”
Elizabeth gets up and takes her empty glass into the house. Before she walks in, “Don’t worry Jonah. Come in and I’ll refill your drink”. My mind races, wondering what I should really do next.
Mick seems to make my mind for me. “Come on buddy, you can’t keep a woman waiting”, keeping his eyes directed at the pool while I notice a slight smile creeping on his face. I get up and head into the kitchen with my glass.
Elizabeth hears me come into the house. “Ha, ha. Don’t worry about Mick, he likes to put friends into awkward positions from time to time. Besides, you’re the new guy here, so we’re helping you fit in”.
“And a good job you’re doing too”.
Elizabeth refills her glass of lemon & lime, I think, and refills my glass with orange juice again. “There you go Jony”.
“Jony? Is that my nickname now?”.
She begins to smile, “Sure, why not? We have nicknames for all sorts of things round here”. A mischievous smile creeps on her face as she steps towards me and hands over the drink, “And we can do that since we’re doing such a good job for you right?”. Elizabeth approaches a bit too closely as I grab my drink. She grabs her drink and my arm, “Come on, Mick’s getting lonely”. She drags me on to the veranda where we lay our drinks and lay on our chairs. Or so I thought. Elizabeth remains standing and takes off her sarong. She runs over to the pool and dives in. She swims to the other end of the pool then turns to face us. “Come on guys, the pool’s pretty empty at the moment”. I notice some non-verbal communication taking place between Elizabeth and Mick as they look at each other. I have no idea what’s going on, then Mick eagerly stands up, wearing only his shorts already, and dives into the pool.
They swim around the pool for a while before Liz…”Hey Jonah, are you going to come into the pool or not? The water’s really nice and will cool you down!”
“I dunno Liz”.
“Oh come on, we really want you to join us, it will be fun! …Please!”
She can press pretty hard for what she wants, I’ll give you that. “…Alright, I’m coming”. I take off my shirt, leaving only the shorts on and dive into the pool. I glide within a couple of metres of Liz and splash water into her face.
“Ahhh!!! You bastard! I’ll get you for that!”. We chase each other around the pool, taking turns splashing each other until one time Liz chases me, I swim past Mick and he grabs my shorts as I swim past. The top of the shorts falls down to my thighs by the time Mick lets go of them. I stand up just before Liz grabs my shoulders then gasps, “….oohh…wow, nice tush honey”, giving my butt a quick squeeze under water before I manage to get the shorts back on. I have no undies on….
Trying to salvage any dignity I have left, if any, I lower my waist under water and glide away a bit. I face Liz, “ha-ha, very funny”, I must be blushing more by the second. I am at a loss for words never having been in this kind of situation. Things soon settle back to normal, swimming and talking for a while more.
All three of us have dinner later at a small steak restaurant. Neither Liz nor Mick cook much, so they often eat out. I let them know during dinner that I cook, which they disagree to for a while, eventually giving in to my persistence that they try my cooking. Turns out they do enjoy my cooking over the next week. They say it gets better as well. Maybe its my confidence building when cooking? I’m just happy to be eating foods I like and I’m used to!
We watched a reality home renovation show together, which Liz seems to enjoy most like my mother. “Well guys, I’m done for to-“.
Liz quickly responds, “Oh, ok sure. Feel free to take a shower before you sleep. The towels are in the cupboard on the left with the washing machine”.
I can’t help but smile warmly, “thanks guys”. I take a shower and head to bed. I slept generally well except for a few patches. The noise from Liz and Mick’s squeaking bed doesn’t help either…
I wake up the following morning, get dressed in casual clothes for home and walk over to the kitchen. Liz notices me walk in, “morning sleepy head!”.
“Hmm, but it’s only 8:40am?”
“I know sweetheart. Just stirring you up”. Liz finishes making the coffee. She calls out to Mick, “Hun! Your coffee’s ready!”.
Mick soon appears in the kitchen, dressed for work. “Thanks darl. You’re a gem”.
The two kiss, “I know hun”, and she whispers something to him I can’t make out. Mick smiles while stroking her back, and sits down to have his coffee and toast. Mick says, “I’m running late honey, so I’ll just have these quickly and run”.
Liz smiles back to him, “ok darl, and take care”.
Mick finishes his short breakfast and heads off to work, which I realise, I don’t know what he does! “Liz, I never asked and if you don’t mind me asking, what does Mick do?”.
Liz pushes my toast towards me then grabs her coffee and sits in the adjoining living room. “That’s ok Jonah. Mick’s an architectural project manager. He’s been doing this for 7 years”.
I sit down with Liz on a nearby chair. “He likes his work then. That’s a great thing to achieve”, I say smiling. She mentions she is the general manager for a Luxury items store in town. I’ve never been a big fan of toast, but Liz’s is nice with ricotta cheese from what I can tell, chopped tomatoes, spring onion, black peppercorn, and olive oil.
“By the way Jonah, remember I mentioned an in-law may move in with us?”
I put the toast down to focus on the conversation. “Mmm, yeah. Some time ago I think. What’s up?”
“I know I didn’t bring this up earlier, and probably is a bit abrupt. Are you ok if my s*s-in-law Alison and her younger sister move in with us? They’re both friendly girls, plenty of fun, and Alison can contribute and ease the burden on the rent”.
Liz goes quiet, waiting for my response I assume. Taken by surprise, I’m not sure what to think, but definitely curiosity creeping in to see one of Liz’s friends. “Uh-, it’s…it’s ok with me. Umm, sorry for the hesitation. You caught me off guard a bit”.
Liz’s face warms with a smile, that widens while crossing her legs. “I’m sorry Jonah.”
The curiosity gets the better of me and I agree. Liz smiles again, leaning over the kitchen table and kissing me on the cheek. I can’t help notice the tops of her breasts and cleavage are exposed. I glance at them and quickly look back to her face to see her smiling back at me. She moves away and back into her chair.
Blushing a fair bit I’m sure, I look over to her trying to change the subject, “this food is nice LIz. Simple and tasty”
“Thanks”. I begin to notice her legs swinging forward and back a bit. Her sheer pantyhose wakes my head up…the other head further down. She is wearing no high heels, and the skirt creases and rides further up past her mid thighs, maybe because she crossed her legs. My penis is still soft, but worried she will noticed my growing erection, “Liz, thanks for the breakfast. I’m going to checkout some things in my room. I’ll see you soon”.
“Sure thing hun”, she replies with a widening smile. I think she knows the effect she’s having on me. I hope not.
Back in my room, I sort through some magazines, not porn, I brought with me for some reading and lay them on the bedside table. I grab the small back pack and kneel on the floor to store it under the bed. I lift the bed’s cover which reaches the floor and then some, and push the back pack under the bed. There’s a box already under the bed. I cannot tell its colour in the darkness under the bed, so I drag it out. Its just a cardboard shoe box. I wonder if I should life the lid off the box. The box might have Liz and Mick’s personal belongings? Or maybe they left it under the bed for me to use? But why would they leave it under the bed if its for me? I don’t know. The angel and devil in my head fight and debate on the right thing to do. Maybe I should ask Liz about it first? The devil whispers, “the box is for you my friend! Its your right to open it!”
To be honest, curiosity gets the better of me and I shake the box. The sound of items clink together, maybe the sound of plastic or little boxes inside? I have no idea and then lift the lid. Surely nothing too personal can be in this box? After seeing what’s inside, me being surprised is an understatement. The box is nearly filled with various sex toys. Dildos, beads, lube…Wow! I’ve never even had a sex toy in my life! Sure, I’ve been curious about them, but never bought one to try.
I spend minutes looking at the variety of sex toys in the box, wondering how creative, horny, and great sex must be with Liz. I stroke my cock while holding and feeling these toys, their weight, materials…I’m getting hornier by the second. I’m soon extremely turned on. Sensing my impending orgasm, I stop stroking my cock. Maybe its my sexual arousal and horny-clouded my mind, I decide to grab the orange beads and to suck on them. Before doing that, I sniff the surface of the beads and string to make sure it hasn’t been in something not safe for oral. It has a strange plastic smell…surprise, surprise.
I take the beads over to the bathroom, checking the hallway that Liz doesn’t see me with them, and she’s not in sight. Continuing to the bathroom, I wash the beads and string with water for a minute or two. Satisfied, I return to my room with the beads, and close the door behind me. Admiring the look of the beads, I take the ball on one end into my mouth. I quickly become excited and turned on again at the same time, knowing I’m finally playing with a sex toy. Now, I wouldn’t suck on a dildo, well a penis-shaped one since I’m straight. I have wanted to use other toys for years now.
I take turns sucking on each bead, and licking along the string. Whilst this is going on, I’m unaware Liz is walking towards the bedroom door. She listens for any sounds emanating from the room, and hears none. Liz wonders, ‘maybe Jonah’s in here. Maybe he isn’t. But the Bathroom is empty and the door to it is open. I wonder what he’s up to, or hiding? I might just barge in quickly. With any luck, he’ll be jacking off to porn or something…
By now, I’ve finished having fun with the beads, and looking at other sex toys and vibrators. To my shock and horror, I feel a breeze from the bedroom door suddenly opening. Liz walks in. “Hey Jonah, are you in here? Oh hi, thought you would like to-“. I turn my face towards her and see her stop in her tracks. I see the surprise registering on her beautiful face. Stunned in shock and not knowing what to do, I remain sitting on the side of the bed holding a vibrator in one hand, and a dildo in the other.
Liz’s surprise turns into shock on her face and puts her hand over her mouth, “Ooh shit. I forgot this box was even here!”
I begin shuffling the toys back into their box on the floor. “I…um….I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-…I shouldn’t have looked-“.
Liz cuts me off, “no, no! It’s ok! I shouldn’t have left it in your room in the first place. Please stop packing the things away, there’s nothing there you haven’t seen now you know”. My body tingles with nerves in response. I look at her in surprise, not knowing what to do. A smile grows wider on her face. “So what do you think of my toys Jonah?”.
I feel as though I’m blushing, going red at a million miles an hour, so I turn back to the carpet floor for being annoyed at my own discomfort. “I-…uhh…it’s a variety…a collection you’ve got…Liz”. I must be sounding like a shy teenage school k**, lacking confidence to speak to the opposite sex. This is crazy, I’m usually fine have conversations, just not about sex I suppose. You learn something new everyday.
Liz slowly approaches, as I continue to stupidly look at the floor. What is wrong with me?!?! Liz sits beside me on the bed and places her hand on my back. Reacting as though I’ve been splashed with a cold bucket of water, I arch my back forward, as if to get away from her hand. She places her hand on my back again, and soothingly massages my back in maybe circular motions, my mind’s too fogged to be sure.
There’s a few moments silence, and Liz asks “are you ok sweetie? They’re just some sex toys. They won’t bite”.
“I know, it’s just…this is the first time I’ve seen these kind of things”, I say leaning further forward.
Liz sounds sympathetic, “that’s ok honey. There’s a first time for anyone who gets to see them of course. They are popular, and many people use them for their pleasure”. She goes silent for a number of seconds, I think pondering her next comment. “You know, let’s just break the ice and check them out. We have talked about them online enough sweetie”, slapping em on the arm with one of the dildos! “…And you know a bit about them. Come on please? I promise it will be fun! See, this one’s a bullet vibrator. Silver, nice and shiny…”, tapping me on the arm to see. I look to see it, and become surprised at how elegant the device looks. Here I go with plain descriptive terms…Ok, I’m surprised how beautiful and elegant the bullet vibrator looks.
Liz continues, “there’s a purple knob on the end to switch the vibrator on”, which she does, “and press it again to switch it off”.
I hesitate, then stumble, “Can..can I ask you something?”
“Of course baby! You can ask me anything at ALL”, her special emphasis in the last word not going unnoticed at my end.
I muster up the courage to ask, “what do the vibrations feel like?”.
“Here, feel this”. And just like that, she turns the bullet vibrator on and massages it into my thigh. She rotates the back end of it, and the vibrations intensity increase a lot!
“Yikes! Powerful little thing!”.
“Tell me about it!”, she starting laughing her head off. I’m about to say something before slowly realising what she means, and think better of it. She grabs another sex toy. “I know you don’t like penis-shaped dildos, so here’s a smooth one. It’s actually a vibrator. It doesn’t have to be used as a vibrator, it can be used for just smooth fucking”. She glides the front tip of the vibrator up and down over the crotch of her white stretch pants. My cock starts to grow, and I shift uncomfortably to loosen the tight confines of the pants around my crotch. “I’m happy you’re here Jonah. We can finally chat and share some of the things we talked about at least”.
I draw my breath in, maybe nerves getting the better of me again. Here I am, with one of the most beautiful brunette women I have ever seen, and an absolutely stunning body as a bonus. I try to calm my nerves and sound as confident as I can, “Mmm, but what about Mick, Liz? Is he comfor-“
She interrupts, “Sorry, he’s ok with it all. I wouldn’t talk about sex, let alone have any with someone else without his knowledge and acceptance of it”. She slowly wraps her arm around my back and waist. “Now, how about I give you a bit of a demonstration of a sex toy?”. She moves up the bed and grabs the pillow. She lays back, placing the pillow under her hips to raise her pussy and tush. I stand up, not sure what to do. Seeing my confusion, Liz says, “you can sit at the head of the bed. You’ll get the bird-eye view sweetie”.
I sit cross-legged, and looking on. She pulls down and off her stretch pants and cotton boyshorts, sexily stretching her legs up and down to do so. Her lower body is now naked, and I see her pussy for the first time. She holds the bullet vibrator and turns it on. She explores her pussy lips and slit in different ways, angles and speeds, using the bullet vibrator.
She closes her eyes and enjoys the sensations, “Ohh…Mmm…yeah”. Words can’t describe how good the feeling is to watching such an amazingly beautiful friend pleasure herself.
“Mmm…Ah…mmmm”, filling her pussy with the bullet. Her other hand holds her ass up. She begins fucking herself with it, raising her hips to meet her hand pushing the vibrator in. I notice she glides a finger along her butt crack, and rests it on her asshole. She lowers herself on the pillow and rolls over, reaches over the side of the bed and grabs the lube in the sex toy box. She covers and massages her asshole in lube, then covers several of her fingers in lube as well. She puts the lube bottle over on the bedside table, then relaxes back on the pillow like before. She resumes impaling herself with the vibrator. She massages her asshole with her other hand again for a while, then her finger tip slips in. Looks like her asshole is loosening up.
I just realise I’ve been sitting here on the bed with her, transfixed on the sight before me, stroking my penis for who knows how long. I begin angling my hips and shaft up again my hands. Liz notices this and smiles, “You can free your cock if you like. Looks terribly tight in your pants. You might want to just take your pants and underwear off to be more comfortable”.
Still stroking my shaft, “yeah, I think you’re right”. I move and shift around on the bed as I get my pants and briefs off, and on to the floor. This time I sit on the bed, spreading my legs with one on each side of her. I suddenly feel free and hornier. I decide to take off the shirt and place it with my other discarded clothes.
Sitting back on the bed with my legs spread again either side of Liz, I stroke my cock faster while massaging my balls. I feel my orgasm building and rising up my shaft…
“Wait! Don’t cum yet!”. By the time I stop and look up, Liz has already discarded her vibrator and moved to her knees in front of me. She must have understood I’m about to cum by my facial expressions. “Come lie over in my place”, she says. I move up the bed, roll over and lay on my back as Liz guides my hips to lay on the pillow like she did. She kneels between my legs, and begins stroking my thighs. I enjoy the attention and spread my legs wider.
“If you are going to play with my…thing, can you please use some of the lube? It’ll make it feel a lot better”.
Liz appears deep in thought, then moves over me on her knees. She moves up to my face, turns around to face my feet, and lowers her pussy to my mouth. “Sure hun, and I’ve got something else I want to try”. I begin kissing, licking and sucking all over her pussy, to which she grounds her pussy more firmly in my face, her arousal smelling strong and beautiful. She covers my face in her juices, while starting to give my cock and balls an exquisite slippery massage. I raise my hips hoping she can cover my whole shaft with her skilful hands.
I’m tongue-fucking her pussy, now joining my index finger into her depths. She grounds her pussy more firmly into my face, and I realise at this moment, she’s facesitting me! After a moment of indecision, I force my stiffened tongue into Liz’s pussy. “Ahhh”, she whispers. She shudders then lowers herself onto my tongue. She spreads her lips, impaling herself on my tongue till she orgasms.
“Ah-ah-ah…fuck!”, she can’t help letting out, grinding her crotch harder and harder into my face as she strokes her hair with her eyes closed, mouth open. She makes one final jab with her crotch, mashing my mouth and nose into her pussy by pulling my head into her. I slurp up as much of her juices as I can.
“Ahhh….uhhh”, she rolls over off me to the side of the bed. She turns to me and smiles, “Mmmm, got a little turned on after seeing you looking at these toys”.
Scooping and licking her juices from my face, I smile back, “yeah, you smothered my face pretty quick. Surprised you didn’t take my whole nose in your pussy”.
“Ha, ha, ha…I might Jonah. I just might…”
Coming into the welcome area of the Airport, I look around for Elizabeth as my body tingles in anticipation. I haven’t felt this nervous since high school of all things. Looking left and right, I don’t see her. Looking around more slowly, I find someone holding a little white sign saying “ELIZABETH X”. Now, not sure if the ‘X’ is for a kiss or x-rated. Maybe I’ll find out.
I look at her finally, and cannot believe how beautiful she is. I’ve never seen her face during online conversations. I do know her hair is beautiful, and her body is sexy beyond belief and curves in perfect proportions. I walk over to the woman, desperately hoping she is the person I have been speaking to online for months. Her smile is infectious…
“Jonah?”.
“Elizabeth! …Wow…”, I must appear dumbfounded as I look from her face down to her high heels and back up. “You look amazing”.
“Well, thank you Jonah. I see you work out too”, she responds as we embrace, kissing each others cheeks. I step back and smile towards her.
Elizabeth grabs my hand, “come on we have some catching up to do!”. She takes me out of the Airport and to her car where I meet her boyfriend holding the car parking space.
“Hi pal, you must be Jonah. I’m Mick, Elizabeth’s boyfriend”.
We shake hands, “It’s good to finally meet you Mick”.
“How about we get in the car and out of here first, before we get booked by the leeches round here”.
“Sounds like a plan”.
“And we’ll get the luggage out of your hands Jonah”, Elizabeth says with a smile, and assists me putting them into the boot of the car.
“Thanks Elizabeth”, I can’t help responding with a warm smile, already taking an a liking to her.
I’m surprised the drive to Elizabeth and Mick’s home is under 20 minutes, being used to the 30-40 minute drives around Sydney. Arriving at their place, Elizabeth and Mick help carry my luggage up the front step to the front door. The house looks fairly old-fashioned, and nicely painted in beige and white walls, with brown gutters and dark blue roof tiles.
“Mick and I have only lived here for 4 days, so hope you can excuse some boxes still lying around. We’re still unpacking”.
“That’s fine Liz, I understand. Hope you can excuse all of my boxes that’ll be in the house”.
“Ha-ha, I’m sure we can manage”, Elizabeth flashes her warm smile again. The living arrangements agreed to are I pay a certain sum fortnightly, as the two begin paying off their mortgage. They’re doing a heck lot better than me! Good on them.
Carrying the luggage down the hall, we stop at the second door to the right. Mick turns to me, “this will be your room Jonah”. I take a quick peek through the doorway. “As you can see, the room’s fairly spacious, especially for one person”. Mick finishes his point with a mock questioning look to me which I frown upon, and the exchange doesn’t go unnoticed by Elizabeth who smiles to us both. I smile while shaking my head and move the luggage into the room by the large drawer and mirror to the left.
“Take your time to settle in. Feel free to join us when you’re ready buddy”, Mick finishes with a smile then he and Liz leave me to my luggage and go elsewhere in the house.
Nearly half an hour later, my things are stored around the room. Like Mick says, it spacious enough for one person, but I doubt two. Maybe it was initially a k**s room for two? Who knows. I look out the window and breathe a sigh of relief the move’s now taken care of. The house has definitely been renovated in recent years, and looks very modern on the inside. I walk over and sit on the edge of the bed. I just feel too tried to make a decent conversation with Elizabeth and Mick at the moment. Some rest may do some good. I take off the shoes and socks, then lay back on the bed. Hang on, its too warm for the pants and I came here in. I get up and walk over to the drawer, shuffle though some clothing till I get out my shorts and a more comfortable shirt to replace my button shirt. I take off the button shirt and put on the short sleeve one. Likewise I remove the pants, then realise my thick briefs will show through the shorts. “Shit”. The shorts are made of reasonably light material which is great for summer, but need thin underwear too if you don’t want them to show through. I don’t want to waste wearing more undies today, so I just put the shorts on with nothing underneath. No one will know I wonder. I feel around seeing how tight the shorts are to make a final decision whether to wear undies or not.
“Ooohhh”.
“Aiieeeeee…”, my hips lunge forward, falling on my hands and knees.
“Bwah-ha-ha-ha!”.
“Hey, that’s not fair!”, looking back to see her just inside the doorway of the room.
“Oh, I’m terribly sorry Jonah”, looking to burst out laughing any moment again. “Nice tush…it just had to be squeezed!”, now laughing once again.
“Mmmm”, looking down at the carpet then smiling, “I suppose it is funny…”
I get up and smooth out the shirt.
Liz asks, “Would you like to join us on the veranda? We’re just relaxing with a few drinks”.
“Hmm, sure. I’d like that”.
Following Elizabeth through the kitchen, she looks unbelievably beautiful swaying her hips as she walks, made even better if possible by her tight green bikini and matching sheer sarong. I see Mick in the living room adjacent to the kitchen and getting ready to head out on to the veranda. Elizabeth asks “Would you like a drink, soft drink or…”
“That’s alright, juice or water will be great?”
“Water’s a little boring isn’t it?”
“I like water!”, grinning. “I like some bubbly water”.
“Nothing wrong with bubbly water from time to time, is there darling?”, struggling to contain a giggle on the innuendo, and to which Mick looks in our direction, “Huh?”. Elizabeth and I both laugh in response.
I accept a cup of orange juice from Elizabeth, then she follows Mick and I out on to the veranda. We each lay back on a reclining chair looking out over….their own swimming pool. Its in-ground to boot. My throat is parched, so I drink some of the orange juice.
Mick starts the first conversation. “So Jonah, its good you’re able to make it and spend time with us. Elizabeth and I had our doubts we’d have a nice guy like you share our place”.
“Thanks, Mick”.
Mick laughs, “And you know Elizabeth’s been looking forward to seeing you, haha. I can tell you she likes not only you, but what she sees. And she can finally fuck you and get out of my hair about it!”
I nearly choke on the drink, and turn to Mick then Liz. “Ahh…umm”
Elizabeth gets up and takes her empty glass into the house. Before she walks in, “Don’t worry Jonah. Come in and I’ll refill your drink”. My mind races, wondering what I should really do next.
Mick seems to make my mind for me. “Come on buddy, you can’t keep a woman waiting”, keeping his eyes directed at the pool while I notice a slight smile creeping on his face. I get up and head into the kitchen with my glass.
Elizabeth hears me come into the house. “Ha, ha. Don’t worry about Mick, he likes to put friends into awkward positions from time to time. Besides, you’re the new guy here, so we’re helping you fit in”.
“And a good job you’re doing too”.
Elizabeth refills her glass of lemon & lime, I think, and refills my glass with orange juice again. “There you go Jony”.
“Jony? Is that my nickname now?”.
She begins to smile, “Sure, why not? We have nicknames for all sorts of things round here”. A mischievous smile creeps on her face as she steps towards me and hands over the drink, “And we can do that since we’re doing such a good job for you right?”. Elizabeth approaches a bit too closely as I grab my drink. She grabs her drink and my arm, “Come on, Mick’s getting lonely”. She drags me on to the veranda where we lay our drinks and lay on our chairs. Or so I thought. Elizabeth remains standing and takes off her sarong. She runs over to the pool and dives in. She swims to the other end of the pool then turns to face us. “Come on guys, the pool’s pretty empty at the moment”. I notice some non-verbal communication taking place between Elizabeth and Mick as they look at each other. I have no idea what’s going on, then Mick eagerly stands up, wearing only his shorts already, and dives into the pool.
They swim around the pool for a while before Liz…”Hey Jonah, are you going to come into the pool or not? The water’s really nice and will cool you down!”
“I dunno Liz”.
“Oh come on, we really want you to join us, it will be fun! …Please!”
She can press pretty hard for what she wants, I’ll give you that. “…Alright, I’m coming”. I take off my shirt, leaving only the shorts on and dive into the pool. I glide within a couple of metres of Liz and splash water into her face.
“Ahhh!!! You bastard! I’ll get you for that!”. We chase each other around the pool, taking turns splashing each other until one time Liz chases me, I swim past Mick and he grabs my shorts as I swim past. The top of the shorts falls down to my thighs by the time Mick lets go of them. I stand up just before Liz grabs my shoulders then gasps, “….oohh…wow, nice tush honey”, giving my butt a quick squeeze under water before I manage to get the shorts back on. I have no undies on….
Trying to salvage any dignity I have left, if any, I lower my waist under water and glide away a bit. I face Liz, “ha-ha, very funny”, I must be blushing more by the second. I am at a loss for words never having been in this kind of situation. Things soon settle back to normal, swimming and talking for a while more.
All three of us have dinner later at a small steak restaurant. Neither Liz nor Mick cook much, so they often eat out. I let them know during dinner that I cook, which they disagree to for a while, eventually giving in to my persistence that they try my cooking. Turns out they do enjoy my cooking over the next week. They say it gets better as well. Maybe its my confidence building when cooking? I’m just happy to be eating foods I like and I’m used to!
We watched a reality home renovation show together, which Liz seems to enjoy most like my mother. “Well guys, I’m done for to-“.
Liz quickly responds, “Oh, ok sure. Feel free to take a shower before you sleep. The towels are in the cupboard on the left with the washing machine”.
I can’t help but smile warmly, “thanks guys”. I take a shower and head to bed. I slept generally well except for a few patches. The noise from Liz and Mick’s squeaking bed doesn’t help either…
I wake up the following morning, get dressed in casual clothes for home and walk over to the kitchen. Liz notices me walk in, “morning sleepy head!”.
“Hmm, but it’s only 8:40am?”
“I know sweetheart. Just stirring you up”. Liz finishes making the coffee. She calls out to Mick, “Hun! Your coffee’s ready!”.
Mick soon appears in the kitchen, dressed for work. “Thanks darl. You’re a gem”.
The two kiss, “I know hun”, and she whispers something to him I can’t make out. Mick smiles while stroking her back, and sits down to have his coffee and toast. Mick says, “I’m running late honey, so I’ll just have these quickly and run”.
Liz smiles back to him, “ok darl, and take care”.
Mick finishes his short breakfast and heads off to work, which I realise, I don’t know what he does! “Liz, I never asked and if you don’t mind me asking, what does Mick do?”.
Liz pushes my toast towards me then grabs her coffee and sits in the adjoining living room. “That’s ok Jonah. Mick’s an architectural project manager. He’s been doing this for 7 years”.
I sit down with Liz on a nearby chair. “He likes his work then. That’s a great thing to achieve”, I say smiling. She mentions she is the general manager for a Luxury items store in town. I’ve never been a big fan of toast, but Liz’s is nice with ricotta cheese from what I can tell, chopped tomatoes, spring onion, black peppercorn, and olive oil.
“By the way Jonah, remember I mentioned an in-law may move in with us?”
I put the toast down to focus on the conversation. “Mmm, yeah. Some time ago I think. What’s up?”
“I know I didn’t bring this up earlier, and probably is a bit abrupt. Are you ok if my s*s-in-law Alison and her younger sister move in with us? They’re both friendly girls, plenty of fun, and Alison can contribute and ease the burden on the rent”.
Liz goes quiet, waiting for my response I assume. Taken by surprise, I’m not sure what to think, but definitely curiosity creeping in to see one of Liz’s friends. “Uh-, it’s…it’s ok with me. Umm, sorry for the hesitation. You caught me off guard a bit”.
Liz’s face warms with a smile, that widens while crossing her legs. “I’m sorry Jonah.”
The curiosity gets the better of me and I agree. Liz smiles again, leaning over the kitchen table and kissing me on the cheek. I can’t help notice the tops of her breasts and cleavage are exposed. I glance at them and quickly look back to her face to see her smiling back at me. She moves away and back into her chair.
Blushing a fair bit I’m sure, I look over to her trying to change the subject, “this food is nice LIz. Simple and tasty”
“Thanks”. I begin to notice her legs swinging forward and back a bit. Her sheer pantyhose wakes my head up…the other head further down. She is wearing no high heels, and the skirt creases and rides further up past her mid thighs, maybe because she crossed her legs. My penis is still soft, but worried she will noticed my growing erection, “Liz, thanks for the breakfast. I’m going to checkout some things in my room. I’ll see you soon”.
“Sure thing hun”, she replies with a widening smile. I think she knows the effect she’s having on me. I hope not.
Back in my room, I sort through some magazines, not porn, I brought with me for some reading and lay them on the bedside table. I grab the small back pack and kneel on the floor to store it under the bed. I lift the bed’s cover which reaches the floor and then some, and push the back pack under the bed. There’s a box already under the bed. I cannot tell its colour in the darkness under the bed, so I drag it out. Its just a cardboard shoe box. I wonder if I should life the lid off the box. The box might have Liz and Mick’s personal belongings? Or maybe they left it under the bed for me to use? But why would they leave it under the bed if its for me? I don’t know. The angel and devil in my head fight and debate on the right thing to do. Maybe I should ask Liz about it first? The devil whispers, “the box is for you my friend! Its your right to open it!”
To be honest, curiosity gets the better of me and I shake the box. The sound of items clink together, maybe the sound of plastic or little boxes inside? I have no idea and then lift the lid. Surely nothing too personal can be in this box? After seeing what’s inside, me being surprised is an understatement. The box is nearly filled with various sex toys. Dildos, beads, lube…Wow! I’ve never even had a sex toy in my life! Sure, I’ve been curious about them, but never bought one to try.
I spend minutes looking at the variety of sex toys in the box, wondering how creative, horny, and great sex must be with Liz. I stroke my cock while holding and feeling these toys, their weight, materials…I’m getting hornier by the second. I’m soon extremely turned on. Sensing my impending orgasm, I stop stroking my cock. Maybe its my sexual arousal and horny-clouded my mind, I decide to grab the orange beads and to suck on them. Before doing that, I sniff the surface of the beads and string to make sure it hasn’t been in something not safe for oral. It has a strange plastic smell…surprise, surprise.
I take the beads over to the bathroom, checking the hallway that Liz doesn’t see me with them, and she’s not in sight. Continuing to the bathroom, I wash the beads and string with water for a minute or two. Satisfied, I return to my room with the beads, and close the door behind me. Admiring the look of the beads, I take the ball on one end into my mouth. I quickly become excited and turned on again at the same time, knowing I’m finally playing with a sex toy. Now, I wouldn’t suck on a dildo, well a penis-shaped one since I’m straight. I have wanted to use other toys for years now.
I take turns sucking on each bead, and licking along the string. Whilst this is going on, I’m unaware Liz is walking towards the bedroom door. She listens for any sounds emanating from the room, and hears none. Liz wonders, ‘maybe Jonah’s in here. Maybe he isn’t. But the Bathroom is empty and the door to it is open. I wonder what he’s up to, or hiding? I might just barge in quickly. With any luck, he’ll be jacking off to porn or something…
By now, I’ve finished having fun with the beads, and looking at other sex toys and vibrators. To my shock and horror, I feel a breeze from the bedroom door suddenly opening. Liz walks in. “Hey Jonah, are you in here? Oh hi, thought you would like to-“. I turn my face towards her and see her stop in her tracks. I see the surprise registering on her beautiful face. Stunned in shock and not knowing what to do, I remain sitting on the side of the bed holding a vibrator in one hand, and a dildo in the other.
Liz’s surprise turns into shock on her face and puts her hand over her mouth, “Ooh shit. I forgot this box was even here!”
I begin shuffling the toys back into their box on the floor. “I…um….I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-…I shouldn’t have looked-“.
Liz cuts me off, “no, no! It’s ok! I shouldn’t have left it in your room in the first place. Please stop packing the things away, there’s nothing there you haven’t seen now you know”. My body tingles with nerves in response. I look at her in surprise, not knowing what to do. A smile grows wider on her face. “So what do you think of my toys Jonah?”.
I feel as though I’m blushing, going red at a million miles an hour, so I turn back to the carpet floor for being annoyed at my own discomfort. “I-…uhh…it’s a variety…a collection you’ve got…Liz”. I must be sounding like a shy teenage school k**, lacking confidence to speak to the opposite sex. This is crazy, I’m usually fine have conversations, just not about sex I suppose. You learn something new everyday.
Liz slowly approaches, as I continue to stupidly look at the floor. What is wrong with me?!?! Liz sits beside me on the bed and places her hand on my back. Reacting as though I’ve been splashed with a cold bucket of water, I arch my back forward, as if to get away from her hand. She places her hand on my back again, and soothingly massages my back in maybe circular motions, my mind’s too fogged to be sure.
There’s a few moments silence, and Liz asks “are you ok sweetie? They’re just some sex toys. They won’t bite”.
“I know, it’s just…this is the first time I’ve seen these kind of things”, I say leaning further forward.
Liz sounds sympathetic, “that’s ok honey. There’s a first time for anyone who gets to see them of course. They are popular, and many people use them for their pleasure”. She goes silent for a number of seconds, I think pondering her next comment. “You know, let’s just break the ice and check them out. We have talked about them online enough sweetie”, slapping em on the arm with one of the dildos! “…And you know a bit about them. Come on please? I promise it will be fun! See, this one’s a bullet vibrator. Silver, nice and shiny…”, tapping me on the arm to see. I look to see it, and become surprised at how elegant the device looks. Here I go with plain descriptive terms…Ok, I’m surprised how beautiful and elegant the bullet vibrator looks.
Liz continues, “there’s a purple knob on the end to switch the vibrator on”, which she does, “and press it again to switch it off”.
I hesitate, then stumble, “Can..can I ask you something?”
“Of course baby! You can ask me anything at ALL”, her special emphasis in the last word not going unnoticed at my end.
I muster up the courage to ask, “what do the vibrations feel like?”.
“Here, feel this”. And just like that, she turns the bullet vibrator on and massages it into my thigh. She rotates the back end of it, and the vibrations intensity increase a lot!
“Yikes! Powerful little thing!”.
“Tell me about it!”, she starting laughing her head off. I’m about to say something before slowly realising what she means, and think better of it. She grabs another sex toy. “I know you don’t like penis-shaped dildos, so here’s a smooth one. It’s actually a vibrator. It doesn’t have to be used as a vibrator, it can be used for just smooth fucking”. She glides the front tip of the vibrator up and down over the crotch of her white stretch pants. My cock starts to grow, and I shift uncomfortably to loosen the tight confines of the pants around my crotch. “I’m happy you’re here Jonah. We can finally chat and share some of the things we talked about at least”.
I draw my breath in, maybe nerves getting the better of me again. Here I am, with one of the most beautiful brunette women I have ever seen, and an absolutely stunning body as a bonus. I try to calm my nerves and sound as confident as I can, “Mmm, but what about Mick, Liz? Is he comfor-“
She interrupts, “Sorry, he’s ok with it all. I wouldn’t talk about sex, let alone have any with someone else without his knowledge and acceptance of it”. She slowly wraps her arm around my back and waist. “Now, how about I give you a bit of a demonstration of a sex toy?”. She moves up the bed and grabs the pillow. She lays back, placing the pillow under her hips to raise her pussy and tush. I stand up, not sure what to do. Seeing my confusion, Liz says, “you can sit at the head of the bed. You’ll get the bird-eye view sweetie”.
I sit cross-legged, and looking on. She pulls down and off her stretch pants and cotton boyshorts, sexily stretching her legs up and down to do so. Her lower body is now naked, and I see her pussy for the first time. She holds the bullet vibrator and turns it on. She explores her pussy lips and slit in different ways, angles and speeds, using the bullet vibrator.
She closes her eyes and enjoys the sensations, “Ohh…Mmm…yeah”. Words can’t describe how good the feeling is to watching such an amazingly beautiful friend pleasure herself.
“Mmm…Ah…mmmm”, filling her pussy with the bullet. Her other hand holds her ass up. She begins fucking herself with it, raising her hips to meet her hand pushing the vibrator in. I notice she glides a finger along her butt crack, and rests it on her asshole. She lowers herself on the pillow and rolls over, reaches over the side of the bed and grabs the lube in the sex toy box. She covers and massages her asshole in lube, then covers several of her fingers in lube as well. She puts the lube bottle over on the bedside table, then relaxes back on the pillow like before. She resumes impaling herself with the vibrator. She massages her asshole with her other hand again for a while, then her finger tip slips in. Looks like her asshole is loosening up.
I just realise I’ve been sitting here on the bed with her, transfixed on the sight before me, stroking my penis for who knows how long. I begin angling my hips and shaft up again my hands. Liz notices this and smiles, “You can free your cock if you like. Looks terribly tight in your pants. You might want to just take your pants and underwear off to be more comfortable”.
Still stroking my shaft, “yeah, I think you’re right”. I move and shift around on the bed as I get my pants and briefs off, and on to the floor. This time I sit on the bed, spreading my legs with one on each side of her. I suddenly feel free and hornier. I decide to take off the shirt and place it with my other discarded clothes.
Sitting back on the bed with my legs spread again either side of Liz, I stroke my cock faster while massaging my balls. I feel my orgasm building and rising up my shaft…
“Wait! Don’t cum yet!”. By the time I stop and look up, Liz has already discarded her vibrator and moved to her knees in front of me. She must have understood I’m about to cum by my facial expressions. “Come lie over in my place”, she says. I move up the bed, roll over and lay on my back as Liz guides my hips to lay on the pillow like she did. She kneels between my legs, and begins stroking my thighs. I enjoy the attention and spread my legs wider.
“If you are going to play with my…thing, can you please use some of the lube? It’ll make it feel a lot better”.
Liz appears deep in thought, then moves over me on her knees. She moves up to my face, turns around to face my feet, and lowers her pussy to my mouth. “Sure hun, and I’ve got something else I want to try”. I begin kissing, licking and sucking all over her pussy, to which she grounds her pussy more firmly in my face, her arousal smelling strong and beautiful. She covers my face in her juices, while starting to give my cock and balls an exquisite slippery massage. I raise my hips hoping she can cover my whole shaft with her skilful hands.
I’m tongue-fucking her pussy, now joining my index finger into her depths. She grounds her pussy more firmly into my face, and I realise at this moment, she’s facesitting me! After a moment of indecision, I force my stiffened tongue into Liz’s pussy. “Ahhh”, she whispers. She shudders then lowers herself onto my tongue. She spreads her lips, impaling herself on my tongue till she orgasms.
“Ah-ah-ah…fuck!”, she can’t help letting out, grinding her crotch harder and harder into my face as she strokes her hair with her eyes closed, mouth open. She makes one final jab with her crotch, mashing my mouth and nose into her pussy by pulling my head into her. I slurp up as much of her juices as I can.
“Ahhh….uhhh”, she rolls over off me to the side of the bed. She turns to me and smiles, “Mmmm, got a little turned on after seeing you looking at these toys”.
Scooping and licking her juices from my face, I smile back, “yeah, you smothered my face pretty quick. Surprised you didn’t take my whole nose in your pussy”.
“Ha, ha, ha…I might Jonah. I just might…”
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