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My best friend of 11 years is a woman called Claire. being a bloke and a female friendship people started to accuse us but we didn't care We have always had this bond between us like something I haven't felt before, we each have different partners in the past but never taken the step to try it out. At the time I was in a relationship with her sister Kerry.
Claire had a new boyfriend every so often and I remember getting Very jealous and actually quite pissed off. They both lived In Peterborough in the north east of England after moving from my town 4 years ago due to their stepdad changing jobs. Claire was a little younger than me she was 23 I was 28.
As I still lived in London it was a two hour drive up North on the M1 each weekend to see them. One evening I called Kerry to tell her I was coming up on the Thursday a day early. Kerry didn't pick up my calls so I headed up to Claire’s house (as usual) to stay the night anyway without her and have a few beers and wait for Kerry there for the morning as normal. This was amazing, I could spend a whole night just chatting to Claire without anyone knowing about it and making accusations at us.
On my arrival Claire was a little strange. She was stoned and quarter drunk from the whisky she drank that day. We sat down in her lounge and talked about Kerry. Claire told me she hadn’t seen her for a little while and the chances were that she might be out at a club because Kerry's daughter was staying at her mum’s house and that could mean only one thing. I never really trusted Kerry as she was always texting blokes on her phone and going out at strange times. I knew all about it because of what her daughter said out loud at family gatherings.
So we chatted for a while and drank some wine. I asked Claire where could I sleep, she told me that I could have her bed and she would sleep on the sofa. I told her that it was her house and if anyone would have the sofa it would be me. She looked at me and said that I was the guest and she wouldn't take no for an answer.
Well I said this puts us in a little predicament. We both want the sofa so way can't we share the bed? Hmm, she replied, well she said, we could, but no one was to ever know and what ever thoughts you were having about having your wicked Ways with me...it’s not going to happen as you are with Kerry. If anyone is having thoughts I said it’s YOU bringing the subject up. She laughed and told me that she was tired and needed to sleep.
I looked at the time and it was 930 pm, bit early... so I sort of knew what she had in mind. Claire is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Her whole body has a whole curve thing going on. Her hair was brown and down to her bottom. Her jeans fitted her perfectly. She had a blue cut top on and her breasts where close to bobbing out. She was perfect...
Up we went and laid on her double bed over her soft black silky covers. Right she said, Kerry is always saying you sleep naked so keep it away from me; I don't want it touching my leg in the night! I smiled and we bantered about how I will keep my cock to myself unless it touches her in the night. We laid on the covers for quite a while just enjoying the feeling of being with each other in total peace and not being interrupted at all.
Suddenly she rolled over to me on her side and rested her head on her hand. Robin she said gently, do you ever have thoughts about me? All the time I replied but you don't want it touching your leg in the night. No she said!
Do you ever dream about me? Yes I replied do you? Yes she said and now I can't believe we are all alone for the night. Can I ask you a question she asked, yeah go on then I replied. Do you love Kerry? Tell me the truth please! I knew what the answer was already so I paused to make her think I was thinking. No I replied. I don't trust her.
She joked and said "and here's you laid in bed with her sister" she smiled. Thing is I said, as we are being honest. I have only ever loved you. She smiled sweetly, really! She shouted in amazement. Yes I replied. It’s you I have only ever dreamt of. Ok she said so, what if I said I wanted you right now and no one was to ever know? Well I replied then, no one would ever know! She got up and said she was going for a shower and told me to go down to make some drinks. She walked out and shut the bathroom door.
On my return she was laying on the bed on top of the covers in front of me with her bedside light on. She had a black night dress on that only covered down to her bottom, she had no underwear on but was laying on her front. I could see her pert little butt. Her arse was nicely rounded... Come here she asked and put the drinks down on the side. I walked over to the bed side and plonked the drinks down.
The ice in the drinks sloshed around the glasses. All I could think of was my dreams were all about to come true. There she was waiting for me on her bed. I got on the bed and laid beside her. Then Claire told me that no one is to ever know.....ever! She asked me to promise, I promised and then she asked me to kiss her. I promised and leaned over to kiss her for the first time.
My lips touched hers. I could hear her heart pumping through her nighty and
her breathing got heavy. Claire started to shake nervously. Her breasts hidden
in her nighty pressed against my chest. She got under the covers at the side of
the bed.
I wanted this moment to last for a life time, and then she whispered in my ear, you don't want to know how long I have waited for this Robin. Claire moved my hand down past her tummy and down to the skin of her thigh. She arched her back up and moved my hand around to her naked bottom. She wasn't wearing any knickers. Her bum was so smooth.
I took my clothes off and she watched me get in her bed. She pulled me over on Top of her and spread her legs apart. The bed was warm from her body heat. As we kissed and caressed each other I felt Claire's warm damp pubic hair rub the head of my penis. God that felt good, I was living a dream. I moved my hand down towards her pussy and slowly rubbed her weeping clit lightly with my finger.
My fingers started to get soaked and the bed where she lay left a massive damp patch from her wet vagina. I stuck my fingers inside her and played with her clit with my thumb. She moaned nervously. I kissed her gently and moved my head and face down towards her wet hairy tuft. I kissed her thigh slowly moving up and moved up towards the side of her pussy and the top of her thigh.
My tongue started to taste her moist inner leg as her juices started to flow down. Claire closed her legs and lifted her knees up to her tummy. I licked her vagina from top to bottom taking my time to lick around her tight little anus. Around and around I licked, making sure I paid a lot of attention to her little dirt box. I tasted her pussy juice up and down moving my tongue in and around her labier. I licked most of it all up and swallowing all I could.
She pulled me up towards her. She looked at me and said Robin, now is the time to back out. Not a change I replied, I have been waiting too long to taste you. I moved back up towards her and once again laid on top. I pulled my cock closer to the edge of her opening and pushed it slowly in. Are you ok I asked? Mmmm she replied nervously shaking putting her hands on my shoulders.
She wrapped her legs around mine and pushed herself up with her bottom and rocked in my rhythm in her. I groaned in pure desire and looked into her eyes. I was making love to my best friend. She put her legs over my shoulders and told me to get harder if I wanted. With that, I rocked faster in motion with her in and out of her vagina. Her juices started to soak the bed under us.
I could feel my dry cock inside her get wetter each thrust from her wet fanny. I started to pound even harder her pushing it in as far as it would go. I lifted her up over me and pulled her over across on top of me. Claire put both of her hands on the pillow under my head. I watched her jump up and down on me. Her labier moved up and down my throbbing cock.
I spread her bum apart to give myself more of an aim inside her. Ooh she moaned. I love you Robin she said this is naughty; please don’t tell anyone about this. I nodded my head and kissed her. I could feel her pussy dribble her juices down her inner leg and down soaking my thighs. The sound of our wet sticky skin slapping on each other got louder.
She panted and moaned quietly to herself and pushed me down. Because I didn't have a condom on I had to watch myself. I didn't want to cum inside her, besides it would really turn me on watching her swallowing it. She changed and put both hands to one side of my head. I was close to Cumming in her so I knew time was short. I needed to blow soon but this was a chance in a life time that might not happen again. She pressed closer to me and moved back and forth on my dick.
I could feel the wetness of her little cunny soak the whole of my legs. Her pubic hair tickled my skin and the fresh odour of her cum got me hornyer than ever. I pounded harder and eventually lost connection with myself and the movements went on their own. She got so wet that I slipped out. Claire got up on her knees and held my dick with her hands. My hot wet throbbing dick was close to unloading in her hands.
She turned around and got on her knees on the bed. Fuck me from behind she asked and pull my hair. I got up behind her on my knees and popped myself back in. Pull my hair! Please! She moaned louder and pushes back on me I could hear her skin slap against mine. I want your cum, I want to feel your cock unload inside me as deep in as it will go!
Then with that her funny twitched and she groaned Robin I'm going to cum, ROBIN!! All of a sudden her pussy quivered and her whole body tensed. Fuck FUCK!!!!! She shouted. She came spitting her cum twice as I was banging her. I could feel her explode on me letting it all come out bit by bit.
I got to the point of no return and pushed her off, I was going to cum, I needed to spit it somewhere. She jumped forward and put her mouth over the head of my cock to catch my ejaculation. I masturbated into her warm mouth. Claire swallowed it all. I had never cum that much since. Our secret is still safe, no one will ever know.
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LesbianI awoke and felt so relaxed and the world a good place, the feeling lasted for perhaps a second or two, then I remembered... I’m not a bad man, really I’m not. But recently I did something which unsettled me greatly. I sort of had non-consensual sex with my wife’s best friend. I guess it could be called rape in a lot of people’s eyes. Oh, I wasn’t violent; though I sort of forced her (possibly, at first), but it wasn’t with her verbal consent and I did it when she (and I) were under the...
As she settled onto the bike next to her, the brunette gave Claire a courteous nod, and with this opening Claire nodded back and introduced herself. Turning off her headphones the woman introduced herself as Samantha or Sam for short as she reached out a small but powerful hand in an introductory shake. After some small talk, in which Claire found out that Sam was single, lived alone, worked in the Loop as an attorney, and drove a bright red Mazda Miata, Claire broached the subject of Sam's...
It’s a funny thing, time. It dulls the senses and affects your memories. Be honest, can you truthfully say that the things you remember from twenty years ago really happened the way you remember them? Some of the memories from my youth feel as if they are in black and white, like some Saturday afternoon matinee from the 50s on an obscure satellite channel. While others are in vibrant colour and full 3D. And yet, it’s those full-colour blockbuster memories that I’m sure are the ones most...
She was running late as usual! Claire just couldn't seem to get anywhere on time. Why in the world did she ever agree to attend a lingerie party at Cathy's house? With Frank away on business and it being a week night, she had had trouble finding a sitter for the twins. She was bone tired and prospect of watching a lingerie show was the last thing she wanted to do, but Cathy had invited her over a month ago and had promised an "interesting evening". How did she get roped into these things?!? Oh...
LesbianI had met Claire at a spa weekend; she is a masseuse and had given me a massage that ended up with me having my first lesbian sex. But that's another story! We arranged to meet up outside the spa and perhaps see if we could take things a bit further. And so it was that one Friday evening we found ourselves at a bar getting to know each other a bit better.I should explain that Claire is very pretty and it was obvious she was going to attract a lot of attention. She's petite with medium...
Claire woke me the next morning with her warm mouth round my semi hard cock, a few tugs and I was hard and fucking her pretty little face “Don’t cum in my mouth, I want it inside me” she instructed as I lifted her up onto my cock, she was bouncing on me harder than usual, and calling herself a dirty whoreIt was only then I saw her phone in her hand, she was video calling Craig and fucking me at the same time, I caught a glimpse of Craig wanking watching usI could feel Claire’s pussy squeezing...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
I don't know how Claire got home - and frankly I don't care. But like the good little slave she now was, at 8:00 am exactly, there was a timid knock on the door of my office.I waited a minute or so before telling Claire to enter. Slowly the door opened and Claire nervously entered my office. I waved to her and bade her approach my desk. Slowly, hesitantly she walked over to me and stood apprehensively in front of me.I leaned back in my leather reclining chair to get a long look at her. And what...
Claire CrucifiedClaire was naked and tied to a cross. Not an X, but a real Roman-style cross--a perpendicular beam with a horizontal crossbar. Her wrists were bound with leather cuffs that attached to eye-bolts in the wood. Her long legs were tied together at the base of the cross, where her feet with her carefully painted red toenails rested on the ground. Stretched out naked like that, Claire looked almost too beautiful to flog, so I hit her extra hard, getting pleasure from the way her...
Hi, my name is Claire, I was an average 21 year old student, um, I don't know if I need to tell you what I look like, but I'm small, blonde, pale and until a week ago I was relatively innocent. Oh my god, I've not been able to speak to anyone about this, but, um, please don't think badly of me...It was Friday night, my flatmates Anne and Emily were out, but I had stayed in to finish some coursework... I know, right? Coursework on a Friday night? Finally bored, I messaged Anne to see where...
My step-daughter Claire has been friends with Ana for ages. They are both eighteen, but Ana is a year behind Claire academically, so though Claire has gone off to her freshman year of college, Ana is a senior in high school. Pixie-ish and stout at 4'11", she's a handful, short black hair with straight bangs, a black leather motorcycle jacket and calf-height black leather doc marten boots, pale skin with liquid-quick ink-black eyes, a small mouth with poutly little lips, the physical opposite of...