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I went over to my FWB Brittany’s house one morning we had coffee and toast, I tried not to notice but she has a lovely ass that wiggles and jiggles inside her green shorts. I didn’t want to say anything but I have an erection, I just threw caution to the wind. ”wow, you have a lovely figure Brittany do you work out?"i asked

“oh yeah i love workin’ out, sometimes I do it topless.” she said

“you work out naked?”i asked

“hell yeah, sex is the best way to stay in shape get your blood pumpin' speaking of which-“she says wrapping her arms around my neck.

“Brittany what are you doing? but your man” i began.

she shook her head. ”dude don’t worry about it, he knows” she assured. she grabbed me and kept kissing me and i wrapped my arms around her waist. we stopped kissing and she took me by the hand and we walked into the bedroom.”urghh get them fuckin panties off” i exclaimed.

she shimmied out of her shorts and panties and when she wiggled that ass for me I couldn’t believe how thick her ass was! this lovely babe had a jiggle bottom it shakes when she walks, there should be a law against having an ass that jiggles like hers! she smiled and pressed her lips against mine.

“Brittany are you sure about this because I just wanna make sure” i asked she kept kissing me I wrapped my arms around her waist and put my hands on that ass. “god you have a big fucking ass Brittany, walk once for me” i said she strutted her thick white ass for me. “got you all excited, your dick’s ready to go all the way in, why don’t cha have a seat dude make yourself at home.” she urged pointing at my shorts. “oh my god take those off” she demanded. i pulled my shorts and underwear off and she sat my lap facing me. I reached down took my dick and held it up and she sat down on it. “awesome ohh that’s good dude.” she exclaimed. she began to bounce up and down on that dick.” feel that? feel that bouncy booty on that dick? work out work out work it out work it out” she sang happily.

“Jesus Brittany mmm baby!” i gasped. “you’re likin it so far?” she asked. “damn it you have no idea how good this shit feels!”i said as i wrapped my arms around her waist and kiss her passionately. “your name is Brittany booty from now on” i exclaimed. time to get to work on her pussy from behind, I stood behind her stroking my cock she looked back at me. “oh my god stop stalling put it in me!” she says i pressed that dick against her pussy lips and it went in with a slight blllpfftt! “oh god dude that’s in there i felt that shit go in” she says looking back at me. I grabbed her hips and began working my dick into her she started pushing her ass back against my dick and that jiggle bottom began to slap against my legs i didn’t look down i couldn’t look down you can’t look down at that ass when you’re hitting it from the back if you do you’re gonna bust your nut all over her plump jiggle bottom the best than you can do is look away while you’re humping away.

I gripped her waist and pulled her back against my dick.”urgh great Brittany big fuckin ass urghhh shit all that ass look at that shit booty just jigglin against your fuckin legs urghhh god darn it Brittany” I mumbled “my booty’s givin’ you a little trouble isn’t it?” she asked as she pushed that ass against my legs. she knew her ass was gettin’ to me, when you’re workin’ this girl’s pussy from the back the sweet sound of that butt against your legs is epic.”uhh workin you over Brittany!” i exclaimed. “ohh yes ohhh yeah fuck yeah fuck me harder that feels incredible” she stammered. blap ka blap ba blop ba blop went that jiggle bottom against my legs camera zooms in on her ass as I’m rammin’ her from behind” when I’m pumping into her from behind the camera plays it in slow motion! she’s lookin back at me lookin over her shoulder her facial expression is one of panic her mouth is open and she looks like she’s getting shafted by that dick ass her butt cheeks ripple when my legs slap against her butt cheeks. “okay dude take me into the bedroom I wanna get fucked out of my elements” she demanded looking back at me.

5 minutes later I’m in the bedroom with the stereo up full blast and my dick plunging into her pussy she’s fingering her pussy lips as I’m banging away on her she’s got this belly chain on and thong sandals and I’m laying there just giving her pussy the good stuff. “oh my fucking god oh yes oh my god you’re fuckin the shit out me dude fuck me fuck me dude, just-“she pleaded. camera cut to a underneath shot of my dick goin up in her my nut sacks slapping against her pussy lips. her toes wiggle as I’m getting up in her Brittany wraps her legs around my waist and runs her fingernails across my shoulders and then pinches my butt cheeks. “mmm fuck me oh my god fuck me!” she pleads she was getting boldly fucked by me, got bold or go home they say i’m goin bold right now. she’s getting her insides probed and rearranged she’s being internally investigated in this bedroom. the bed’s just urka urka urka urka she grips me tighter as I’m working it up her pussy she just closed her eyes and held onto me.” I’m getting…oh my god you’re-“she stammered she looked up at me camera cuts to her toes then back to my balls, cream was oozing out her pussy as I was fucking her. “come on Brittany come on come on come on!”i grunted Brittany can’t take it she’s laying there looking disoriented. “Jesus I’m gettin’ my fuckin brains fucked out!” she mumbled. I pinned her to the bed and kept stickin that wet pussy she grits her teeth and I start rocking on top of her. “comin home Brittany I’m gone cum I’m gonna come gone cum…god-” I looked back at her pretty multicolor painted toes and I erupted spewing my hot creamy seed into her warm pussy I clutched her firmly and emptied my balls in her slot . “damn it, Brittany!” i grunted she ran her fingers across my back several times. “fuckin’ shit… damn it!” I gasped as i looked down at her. she looked back at me. “dude that was fuckin incredible. I’m tired as hell after that shit you made a believer out of me.” she replied. I pulled out and rolled over on the bed she fingered her warm pussy. I usually don’t bust a nut in a chick without a rubber but Brittany’s pussy had me on the ropes, I never expected us to be engaged in a mattress shaking bedroom romp, we lay there naked for a few minutes just to catch our breaths then we got up and took a shower together and put our clothes back on.

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***Reading prior stories is a good idea, but, not required.***My wife didn't particularly enjoy having her pussy licked. As it's my favorite activity, it's a bit of a disappointment, but, not the end of the world. Our sex life was anything but dull, especially with the recent development of her asking for an open marriage. (Remind me to tell you about that, later.) What she lacked in enthusiasm for cunnilingus, she made up for by being imaginative. The incident about which I am going to...

Pandoras box

Pandora?s box Pandora?s box????????????????? An error of judgementAs the rope started to bite into my wrists I struggled to turn my body and pull my arms out from behind my back. My efforts had no effect, and my captor?s hold on my arms remained vice-like as the rope was wound around and between my wrists. I glanced at the mirrored door of the wardrobe to one side and saw myself, standing in only my bra and panties, while my hands were tied by another partially naked woman standing...

Heartshaped Box

Chris yawned and moved to the next section of shelving. A big truck had made for a long night, leaving him and the rest of the night stock crew facing up the store after opening. “Never ending, man,” his friend Alan grumbled from the other side of the aisle. “Feels like it.” “At least the scenery ain’t bad.” After turning around to see where Alan was looking, Chris followed his gaze to see Amy – one of the cashiers – working her register. She was hot, but she was also married to a trucker who...

The Devils Mystery Box

Author's note: My idea is for the stories to mostly be 3rd person. However, this section basically has to be second person, so bear with me. *** The box you found was peculiar. Usually, a box didn't come with strange markings. It wasn't made out of exotic materials that seemed to defy normal physical behavior. Boxes were usually cardboard or wood. They held old baseball cards or magazines or half-shattered china. They stacked up upon each other in attics and basements and supply closets. Not...

Biancas Box

I held her up against the corridor wall with my hands supporting her hips. The bunched-up silkiness of her shiny black skirt made rustling noises, as my dick rubbed back and forth below the folds, making probing thrusts deep inside her. Mariah was panting heavily and making little mewing sounds as I thrust again and again, each time reaching a new depth. Her thighs perched on my hips, her long fingernails scrabbled at the cardboard of the stacks of boxes on each side of us in the back corridor...

fox in a box

http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/5276495/fox_in_box.htmlIt was a strange proposition. One thousand pounds, no anal, no oral, and total anonymity.I didn't have to think long, I said yes and arranged to be at the flat at 8.30 pm that Friday. When I arrived I was a bit surprised by what I saw, in the middle of the room was an exquisitely made cabinet, the top was hinged up and inside was a padded bench with a cut out at one end, like a massage bench. Sally had me undress and put my clothes...

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