Claudias Partyabend
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They said their goodnights with Dan and Claudia taking a cab, “Would you like to go to my place with me or prefer your apartment?” He asked.
“I’m feeling really naughty. Why don’t we let Aunt Katherine hear the headboard bang against the bed room wall so she knows we’re fucking!” She whispered.
“Oh we’ll make it bang the wall alright!” He grinned.
“I’m counting on it,” she smiled.
Claudia was quite aroused for Dan to fuck her, though she knew Paul, their cab driver, she didn’t hesitate to have Dan undo the buttons on her top. Paul trained one eye on the road and the other in his rear-view mirror. He’d smile and raise an eyebrow at glimpsing a bit of tit and nipple. She caught Paul’s gaze in his mirror and brushed her top aside giving him a clear view of both tits.
Exiting the cab, they quietly entered the front door and tip-toed hand in hand up the stairs. “I feel like I’m trying to sneak you into my bedroom without my parents catching us,” he laughed in a whisper.
“I know, this is fun!” Claudia giggled, trying to avoid the squeaky steps.
They didn’t know that Aunt Katherine, who was still up, heard them come in and just caught a glimpse of their feet going up the stairs. She smiled and gently closed the kitchen door.
Inside Dan’s room, they immediately embraced. They breathed heavily through their noses as they kissed and Dan began to unbutton Claudia’s top. She pulled his shirt up over his head tossing it into the air. Giggles erupted from both of them as she undid his belt anxious to get at her prize. Dan paused, cupping Claudia’s face in his hands. His heart was pounding so strong he could feel it in his ears.
She pushed hard against his lips guiding his hands to the buttons on her top. “I want you, I need you, Dan,” she said, seductively. She moaned softly eagerly taking his tongue.
Dan moved around to her back and swept her golden hair off her right shoulder. Claudia could feel his breath on her as she watched him slowly, teasingly undo the remaining buttons on her top. He cupped her breasts in both hands becoming her living bra. He began to knead her tits as if they were baker’s dough. Her nipples hardened under his masterful touch. He squeezed her tits together, one nipple touching the other. She turned her head meeting his lips. Her heart was pounding like a runaway freight train. He slipped her top off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. Claudia’s skin tingled as the heat from each breath he exhaled cooled on her shoulder. He kissed his way from one shoulder to the other.
“Why did you slow down feeling my tits?” She wondered.
“Self-preservation, for one thing.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m so turned on to be with you that once inside you, I’d probably cum in four or five strokes. I don’t want our first time to end that fast. We could make love a thousand times, but only have our first time, once. I want to make it perfect for you, for us.”
“Just about everything is perfect about you Dan,” she smiled.
“Mmm, that feels so fucking good! I haven’t had my tits felt like that by a man in a long time,” she moaned, showing her approval.
“Perhaps you’ve had your tits felt like this by a woman instead, maybe Kim and Tracy?” He teased.
“Wouldn’t you love to know!” She taunted, smiling. Claudia leaned against Dan folding her arms over his. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said ‘by a man’ like that. I didn’t want you to feel bad.”
“That’s okay Claudia, we’re losing our virginity with our first time together, though, neither one of us is a virgin. We’ve both been with other partners before so there is no comment that can be said wrong.”
“Everything we do together is a new discovery. One might like to do something and the other doesn’t, so we’ll reach a compromise like I’m not into chains, whips, and bondage,” he explained.
“Same here, then from now on when we kiss I’d love you to caress my tit.”
“Like this?” He asked. Dan cupped her cheek with his right hand and kissed her. While his tongue entered her, he slid his hand down and lightly, lovingly caressed her left tit.
“Yes, exactly like that,” she said, breathlessly. “I don’t know why but the connection of your mouth to mine and your hand to my tit really gets to me!”
They looked into the other’s eyes, darting over the features of the other. If the eyes are the window to the soul, then surely they were seeing the intensifying love they felt for each other. Dan lightly touched her jaw and throat. Their lips met again, tongues searching their mouths and making the sounds only perfect kissing can make.
“Damn, you sure know how to kiss!” She whispered.
“You’re pretty good yourself.”
Claudia put Dan’s hand back on her breast softly saying, “Love me, Daniel.” She put her right hand behind her trying to undo Dan’s pants as his hand continued from her breast down her stomach. “That tickles,” she laughed, as his fingertips counted her ribs.
“I thought I tickled your fancy between your legs.”
“Tonight, right now, my whole body is my fancy,” she laughed.
“Guess I’ll have to tickle your whole body.”
Dan moved to her front and kneeling he sucked on both her nipples. Claudia caressed him to her breast as if feeding him. He kissed her ribs and stomach, his tongue circling her navel. He gently pulled her skirt down and she stepped out of it. Dan admired Claudia in her white silk and lace panties. He slid his hands over her waist and thighs. He kissed her pussy mound and could see the crotch of her panties stained wet with excitement. He slowly slid her panties down her legs. Claudia could see the reaction of his eyes to seeing her freshly shaved pussy. He hesitated a moment.
“I understand if you don’t want to eat my pussy. Some guys don’t want to get that personal with a woman or like the taste,” she said.
Dan stood up and cupped Claudia’s cheeks in his hands. “Being able to eat you and make you cum, then taste and drink your love, the very essence of you being a woman, is just as satisfying if you were to suck me off and swallow my cum. I love to eat pussy and taste a woman’s cum juices.”
“I don’t know if I can suck you off Dan. I’ve sucked on a guy’s cock before but haven’t cared about him enough to let him finish in my mouth. I normally finish by jerking him off. I want to try and suck you off to swallow your cum. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
“Disappointing me would be if you hurt or kill someone.”
“And I’m disappointed that you beat and robbed that poor woman from Lockport,” she thought briefly.
“Don’t get me wrong, I’d love for you to suck me off and swallow but there are no expectations, no right or wrong thing to do.”
“Thank you, Dan for understanding me.”
Claudia kissed Dan and pressed lightly on his shoulders. He took the hint and this time led her to the bed. She laid down spreading her legs, inviting him between them. He got on the bed and kissed her on the lips, then her neck, and down to her nipples. She caressed his head and ran her right fingers through his hair as she breastfed him.
Dan made her nipples rock hard and left them wet as he moved lower to her navel. His tongue circled it and he traced a line to her left thigh and then her right. He next kissed her pussy mound. Her quick breathing matched his as each exhale dampened her skin.
Dan kissed a path from her right thigh to her knee then back up and did the same to her left. He caressed the soft skin behind both knees.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” She asked, coyly.
“What have I forgotten?” He smiled.
Claudia rubbed her pussy spreading her lips apart, her pink flesh beckoning Dan closer. “I need you to eat my pussy, eat my cunt!” Her eyes urged.
Dan licked his way up her left leg and moved to his awaiting prize. He could see the flatness of her stomach, the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed quickly. He observed her pussy closely for the first time. Her soft skin was perfectly shaped and the tips of her pussy lips protruded. Dan rubbed his right palm up and down feeling the heat from her. He gently spread her lips apart and saw the glistening of her flesh. His nostrils flared as he breathed in her aroma.
“You smell delicious,” he commented, then lowered his tongue. “And you taste delicious too,” he added after a few licks.
Her right hand urged his mouth further. His left fingers pulled back her skin to reveal the lighter mound of her clit. Claudia reacted instantly to his tongue on her. Dan easily slid two fingers inside her feeling her wetness. He slowly worked his fingers in and out like a piston, while his tongue on her clit made her body jolt.
Claudia instinctively met his finger thrusts and he wetted both her nipples with her pussy juice, then resumed fingering her. For the next five minutes, he licked her clit continually and felt the softness of her skin where ever his left hand could reach. He paused, kissing his way up to each nipple then returned to his meal.
The next time Dan washed her nipples with her juices, she took his hand and licked his fingers. He watched her clean his fingers and winked letting him continue. Her pussy lips curled outwards beautifully like butterfly wings. “I need to touch you, Dan. I want to stroke your cock,” she urged, pulling at his pants leg.
“Not yet,” he muffled.
Dan’s fingers re-entered her pussy but went further and curled upwards, searched for that special place. He continued his tongue on her clit while his fingers probing and probing her inner walls. Then he touched that small, slightly rough patch of skin. Claudia’s reaction was instantaneous and her thighs and ass began to undulate.
“Oh my god, what did you just touch? That feels fantastic!” She asked, lifting her head. Her reaction told Dan he’d found her G-spot.
“Didn’t you know you had a G-spot?”
“I’ve heard that women have a certain area inside them that is very sensitive, but no one has ever found it before in me!” Dan encouraged by his find, worked harder giving his love a good long, steady finger fuck.
“Please Dan, I really need to feel your cock,” she pleaded.
This time Dan relented and he adjusted his position into a sideways sixty-nine. Claudia quickly undid his pants and spread them open. She pulled down on his underwear releasing her sought-after prize. She gazed at his eight-inch cock laying hard on its right side. She lightly touched the shaft making him startle. Dan could feel her warm hand circle around it. The head and part of the shaft showed over her hand. She slowly stroked it, getting a big drop of cock juice bead on the head. She gripped his cock firmly, biting her lower lip, frustrated that she hadn’t had a real cock in her hand, inside her for way too many months. Had it been at least a year? She couldn’t remember.
“Better be careful or you’ll have me cumming in no time,” he warned, as he continued to finger her. Claudia relaxed her grip. She wanted Dan’s cum inside her pussy not on her hand.
Claudia adjusted her position a little, trying to get her mouth closer to his cock. She wanted to suck on Dan’s cock but his expert tongue and fingers told her otherwise. “Oh fuck Dan that feels so fucking good! Don’t stop! Yeah, keep your fingers and tongue moving just like that!” She instructed.
Dan kept a steady rhythm on her pussy, her sounds and body movements urging him on, “Eat my fucking cunt!” She demanded loudly.
Dan could feel Claudia’s body meeting his fingers. “Oh fuck Dan honey, I’m going to cum!” She exclaimed.
She gripped the bedsheets, her back arching as her body exploded into a crashing orgasm she’d never experienced before. The intensity emanated from her pussy throughout her body. She started to scream out her pleasure and grabbed the pillow, covering her face. Dan could hear her shriek her muffled enjoyment, trying to hold onto her writhing pelvis.
Dan’s fingers were bathed in Claudia’s cum and he alternated licking his fingers and drinking her womanhood, “Mmm, you taste so fucking delicious!”
She pulled the pillow away and ground Dan’s face into her pussy. “Eat my pussy! Eat my fucking cunt!”She ordered. She pressed his head to her pussy, lapping up her juices. Dan continued drinking her love juices until he made her clit so sensitive she had to stop him.
Her climax subsided and she exhaled deeply, “Come up and kiss me!” She urged, gently pulling on his hair.
Dan nibbled on each hip bone, moved up her body pausing at each nipple. She pulled him up to her, eagerly sucked his tongue into her mouth and tasted her cum juices on his lips.
“That’s twice you’ve made me cum and you still had your pants on,” she joked.
“You want me to have my pants on every time I finger your pussy?”
“Not all the time. I expect many repeats of our time in the movie theatre,” she anticipated.
“You won’t get any refusals from me!”
“We can go to another movie soon only this time, I’ll wear a short skirt and no panties.”
Dan got off the bed and took off his jeans and underwear. He went quickly to his suitcase and returned. Claudia smiled looking at his cute ass and the slight hang of his cock as he returned.
“Do you want me to use a condom? I don’t mind it if you prefer.”
Claudia came to the edge of the bed, “I appreciate the offer. I’m clean and trust you are also, besides, I’m on the pill.”
“I am clean,” he confirmed.
She took the condom from him, tossing it towards his suitcase. “In that case, I never want you to use a condom on me.” She eyed his semi-hard cock.
“I’m not a well-hung porn star, that with great editing can last half an hour and fire off a huge load of cum,” he defended.
Claudia lay on her left side and propped herself up on her elbow, her face inches from his cock. “I mean, size does matter to women, doesn’t it? It doesn’t look that big from my point of view. But I’m never looking up at my cock,” he kidded.
Claudia wrapped her right hand around the shaft of his cock and slowly stroked it. “Size doesn’t matter too much as long as you know how to use it. Your cock looks big enough to me. How big is it?”
“It’s eight inches when hard and more like two or three when soft,” he laughed.
She watched Dan’s cock grow harder and longer in her hand. “It’s the perfect size for me. Besides, Kim says any more than a mouthful is a waste of cock. And she ought to know with all the cock sucking she’s done.”
“It’s the porn movies and society that makes it seems a bigger cock is better. Actually, only about the first two inches inside a woman’s vagina has any nerve endings,” he explained.
“I didn’t know that,” she replied, admiring his cock.
“What if I had snuck off with Tracy or Kim for a quick fuck or a blow job?”
“Then we wouldn’t be here right now. Do you realize how important it was, it is to me, that you turned them down?”
“I’m beginning to realize it.”
She tightened her grip around his cock and a big bead of cock juice appeared at the tip. Her green hazel eyes looked up at him then she leaned forward and licked the head spreading the juice around with the tip of her tongue. She kissed the head and slowly took it into her mouth. Dan could feel the warmth of her mouth around his cock and her breathing against him. In and out she went on his cock, letting it slide over her tongue. She looked up at him as she sucked on his cock. She could feel it growing harder in her mouth.
“Mmmm, that feels so fucking good!” Dan complimented. He lightly brushed her head.
Claudia paused for a breath and continued to stroke it. “I want to please you, Dan. I want to be a great cock sucker for you and give you great blow jobs.”
“I’m sure you will be.”
“Maybe I should take some lessons from Kim. She sure could show me how to suck a good cock.”
“What would you use to practice on, a dildo?”
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September – May – Year 2 “Hi Lover. You are awfully late. Is everything ok?’ “Not really Erin. Some guy on the plane was groping me in my sleep and I had to hurt him. The police held me for questioning. I am still in the terminal and I am going to get the rental car and head for the hotel.” “Are you ok?” “Yeah. I nailed him in the throat with my cell phone and the cops have him. The airline is going to have to deal with this one.” “Ok. Lover, it is so late they won’t let you see Paul...
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Now and then we have friends over for an evening of cards and drinking. Sometimes we go to one of their houses. Since we all live out in the woods, we don't have to worry about the law when we drive home a little tipsy. One of these couples were Bim and Mick. Bim was the one that started this story, or maybe it was all my doing. Mick was a short Irish guy who could drink straight liquor all day and not look the slightest bit drunk. Bim, on the other hand, was sturdy Polish girl with a...
LUNCH 1/ For Steve, Friday couldn't come quickly enough. He had to put this contract to bed. Get Brianna's signature on the deal with his name right next to it. There was a promotion opportunity imminent, and while he had once been a strong contender he was now aware that his sales slump was hurting his chances of even getting an interview. If he wasn't closing deals, why would anybody upstairs believe he could coach and inspire others as a Sales Manager? The big pool deal with...
Just reuploading this old series with some edits. See the link in my profile to find all my stories and more chapters to this story DISCLAIMERS In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don't agree with his choices, and you're not supposed to either. We're all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky...
The nipple in Ryan’s mouth shouldn’t feel as good as it did. No nipple should. Every woman’s nipple was much the same, a rubbery hardness that simply filled the mouth. But every one feels like heaven against the tongue, the primitive instincts kicking in that encourages men and women to draw in the skin, and seek the life giving milk beyond. Ryan sucked, and for the first time in his conscious memory, a nipple gave forth milk. It was thin but sweet, and for some reason smelled of flowers, of...
My husband I have been married for three years and we recently decided to have a baby. While I was getting off of the pill and starting my pre-natal vitamin regime my husband was trying to earn some additional money to help with all of the new expenses by working a second job. Ironically, just after we decided we wanted to start a family we stopped having sex. Jim was just too tired when he got home. We were planning a special get away weekend and we planned to consummate our decision then....
Chapter 6--I'm Going to Disney World! With a laptop in her hand, and her girlified son at her side, Sheila rang the doorbell at the Brown estate. Partially girlified, Sheila thought to herself as she looked down at Brad. After reading his mom the riot act for dressing him up in Allison's sister's stuff, he insisted on not wearing anything girlie. And he'd do so even if he had to wash his outfit every day. He stood there in a baggy t-shirt and shorts with his hair tied in a low ponytail...
THE GUITAR PLAYER GETS A PERSONAL LESSON I was an 18 year old senior in high school and lead guitarist and vocalist in a good rock band that played at least four or five gigs a month locally, making good music and better money than we used to make cutting grass or washing cars. We were getting a rep as a good party band! We were the happiest guys in school — and I was soon to learn there is more to music than I thought! We played a birthday party for one of the popular chicks, Jody, in school...
MILFlooking for clues It's 11 days since Jenny's disappearance. I'm standing outside our home, with officers from the Warwickshire Police Force. Detective Inspector Ackroyd is in charge and from his manner, he has seen this sort of thing plenty of times before. He has a young WPC with him and several other officers to help conduct the search. "So is this the first time you have been back Mr McEwan?" Ackroyd's trying to be friendly, keen to get me to talk. "Yes, first time." "Quite a...
SRU: Role Reversal "Well, now, this is a curious one," the Wizard muttered to himself, just before the shop door slammed open, nearly knocking the bell off its chain. A man rushed in, looking utterly average. He was an average height, an average build, with average brown hair and eyes, wearing an average button- down blue shirt and average khakis. He looked around the shop, wild-eyed, darting toward one shelf and then another. "It's real! My god, it's all really here!" "Welcome,...
This then is my life from my viewpoint. At least that part of which I wish to retain for the rest of my days which are not all that many, I am sure. I was born in London in the spring of 1834. I had four brothers and three sisters and it happened that I was the fifth of the lot and the only one alive by the end of 1854. Life was hard. My parents tried to give us all an honest upbringing and decent education but could not compete with the likes of cholera, influenza and tuberculosis all so...
Desmond knew that the band was changing and there was nothing he could do about it. The original core group of the chop shop car thieves and the Motorcycle club bad boys had been absorbed into the wider spectrum of store owners, housewives, and rural folks who just wanted to stay alive in a dangerous world. They were no longer just "looters" like some of the bandit groups of evil-minded survivors doing the devil's work in this society without structure. He sometimes plain didn't know...
After my older sister moved out of our house, mum and dad rented the room out to a succession of language students. There were all nationalities there at some point, but the one I remember most was Frida, a brisk cheerful german girl with shoulder length wavy blonde hair who always seemed to be in a hurry. To my sweaty little teenage eyes she filled her jeans perfectly in lovely denim curves, and I constantly undressed her in my mind and hoped she never caught me looking.One afternoon as I...
It was the year before high school. I was sixteen and went to a mixed boarding school. It was situated in the middle of nowhere. This prevented us from sneaking out to get alcohol, snacks and whatever else a teenager could want to take his/her mind of school, as the nearest town was a 1.5 hour bicycle ride away. There were four different ‘focuses’ to chose from, Art, Music and Theatre, Media and Gymnastics. As you can imagine, this mend that children of all sorts and interests went there. I,...
It was more of the same with Liz as it had been the day before, only she didn't know what was going on and had to be "broken in." Eventually, though, I had the "family portraits" I wanted and I made sure that both girls sampled their grandmother's pussy several times. She, too, sampled theirs and Darla's (for the benefit of the girls). They were horrified to see that eventually, like they had, their own grandmother soon began enjoying what was happening to her—if for no other reason...
SHE OF THE BOOK by Geneva Be cautious of female captives with a magic book! It was the time of Timur, the great conqueror and humbler of kings and emperors. Amuja and I were brothers. Well, not quite. His mother and mine were both wives of Baregu, but that was all the relationship there was. As my mother continually reminded me when I was growing into manhood, my real father had been one of Timur's earliest allies, even a friend, but there had been a falling out,...
A visit by Kate Barrett to the three-story department store that bore her married name was always something of an occasion; not, perhaps, to the hundreds of customers who milled about in search of bargains, but the word spread like brush-fire among the various clerks and cashiers and floorwalkers. Kate Barrett is here in person! Dozens of sales were briefly interrupted as employees glanced up for a furtive glimpse of the woman who effectively controlled their working lives. One word from this...
FRENCH BOY WITH IRANIAN BOY Hello every one….I am going to tell my real story…my name is Enzo from Nice-France…my family newly converted to Islam…and we now migrated to Montreal-Canada…I am 16 years old…quite slim and well looking….5’8″ tall…white in complextion and my Cock size is not that great…its about 5″ long… There I was…. sitting in one of my classes…. I was scanning the faces of the Boys in my class and in my school….when my eyes fell upon one Indian boy….he looks few years older then...
Gay MaleAs Violet pushed the doors to her home open, she felt her heart drop due to the sight before her. Seven metres in front, Crystal was seated in the pouring rain. Her head was down like a beaten dog. Her phone lay next to her just as exposed to the elements, and although Crystal was staring at the phone her eyes were blank. She was obviously lost somewhere far, far away as the heavy rain continued to pour over her shivering body. "Crystal," Violet called out. No response came back, or even any...
Love StoriesIt was two years into our relationship when my boyfriend got a promotion, which meant a lot more money, and that was nice. But it also meant that he had to put in a lot more hours at the office and travel to business meetings and conferences in other cities. Due to his workload, my boyfriend didn’t have enough time for me, and the sex between us nearly dried up.I thought about the last time he was between my legs and he fell asleep while he was fucking me. During this latest time, we hadn’t...
Interracial_elf Storage by Janice Dreamer copyright 2012 Chapter 6 * * * * * Colleen shook her head. Just when she thought she couldn't be surprised any more Ells had sprung a new one on her. "So where do I find an MBA?" "Ah, that's easy, lass. Follow me," Ells replied with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. He set off across the cleared area behind the office and wound his way in between several of the long buildings turning left then right. The buildings weren't laid out at...
A few days after Graduation I found my mind drifting back to what happened after school let out. the more I thought of the things the Hall family had done to me the more my Pussy moisten and the urge for more grew stronger. Not sure how but I found myself back at the school house. As I was about to leave Mrs hall drove up and with cheerful smile and wave she ran up kissed me and hugged me tight telling me how much she was glad to see me. I could feel her large nipples growing hard as darts...
I shouldn't be awake, but I am. I turn my head and look at the clock. 3:55 AM.*sigh*Too early.Mary and I had been working on a project in her dorm when the 'visitors need to leave' hour arrived and passed. Her roommate, Deanna, agreed to let me stay if we could 'behave ourselves'.I had called my roomie and she confided that her boyfriend was staying over and was relieved to hear that I was okay and was happy they would have the room to themselves tonight.Mary and I were sharing one loft. I...
I could feel the tension rising, my stomach was knotted, as it neared. Deep inside I knew it would be packed, and all I needed to do was maneuver myself amongst the throng, and feel the men's need for me.As a young woman I have a dark secret, dark as in sexual fantasy, being groped in public, a left over from an encounter with a man in a park, where, instead of screaming for help, as I was pinned down on the ground, I had an orgasm under him, while he had one on top of me.He ran away and left...
He was naked when he pulled the boy to him and began tongue kissing him and removing his shirt. As he kissed him he rubbed his nipples and pinched each one. Then he unzipped his pants and pulled the boy's jeans down with his briefs. The thing Ben liked was a big cock and especially on a young lad. This boy was hung like a horse and had huge balls. Ben pushed his tongue in deeper and then reached between his legs and grabbed the young guys balls and pulled on them. He liked the feel of the huge...
I was walking to school when my friend Charlotte asked me " I wonder what the teacher would look like." I shrugged my shoulders. I saw the tall sexy,big cocked teacher. I am 18,by the way. I went up to his desk and I knocked over his coffee "Oops! I'm sorry, I'll clean it up. Please give me disaplin." boxers on.king at his face. " Yes, meet me at Rainswood Gates. House 5." He said looking at my face. I went there after school,I rang the door bell. "Hello,you look very...." he said. I looked...