lisas second time
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Gwen stayed in my bed and pretty soon began to take things in a new direction.
I wanted to learn, no I’d pleaded to learn how to touch myself as I had found her doing. Gwen had finally obliged me and then gave me my first orgasms and then had me taste myself and her.
Gwen was beautiful and at that moment, on my bed, in the low light of the room, she looked like a young Victoria’s Secret’s model. Her Mexican and white features were dreamy. Her bra and panties were actually a smaller Victoria’s Secrets set and were shiny around her cup and then lacy at the top. Likewise, her panties had a shiny satin-lycra forming the body of the panty’s crotch and were trimmed elegantly with lace on both sides.
Gwen reached down and pulled my hand to her crotch while her other hand pulled the cups downward and off her breasts and then torqued the panty-crotch away from her pussy. Gwen placed my hand on her ‘outty’, I soon leaned was called a ‘clit’, and began gently rubbing my fingertips around in a circle.
I was amazed at how much larger hers was than mine and reached down to touch mine in comparison. I was shocked, because mine was far larger than ever before. I was swollen and briefly wondered how I would explain this radical change to my mom.
“That’s it, nice and gentle…little circles around my clitty…be nice and rub my hot little clit…” Gwen moaned. She still had one leg off the bed, but was now lifting her body slightly off the bed. Her head leaned back and away and she breathed heavily. After about twenty or thirty little gentle circles she took my fingers away and moved them downward to her tight flapped lips and then upward and inside her. Then she took her other hand and began rubbing her ‘clit’. She became very intense with her breathing and then, l felt her, well, her hole, compress around my fingers and then the convulsions occurred in her, just as they had in me.
Gwen screamed, “Hawwwh!! Ohhhhh! Fuck!!! AWWWWhhhhh!” I was so scared and surprised that I almost dived off the bed. Gwen’s grip held me in place and I just went with it.
Over the next two hours Gwen and I masturbated. She taught me all she knew. I even went into the guest bedroom where I had discovered her masturbating just after bedtime and watched myself cum. The last thing we did that night was to combine masturbation of each other with a kiss. Gwen taught me how to kiss and probe with my tongue. This added a new level of sensuality to the process. Gwen also taught me what everything was called, my ‘outty’ was actually a clit, my warm crotch hole was actually a vagina, a pussy, or if I wanted to be really naughty, a cunt.
The only reason we stopped was because we heard my mom pull up in the driveway after getting home from the end of her 12 hour shift at the hospital.
Every time mom mentioned Gwen as a babysitter two things happened. I felt a swelling begin in my crotch and a pulse of erotic energy, and a struggle by me to hide those reactions from my mom.
Of course, when dad was in town for his work it felt like I never saw Gwen. I was so excited when dad told me that he was going to take mom on a date just before he headed back to Alaska. I knew that what he really meant was that he was going to take my mother to a nice resort hotel, wine and dine her, and then, without graphic in my own mind, I knew he was going to fuck her brains out.
I became excited because I knew Gwen and I would be able to play and experiment and who knows what. I knew I would cum – a lot – while she was baby sitting.
I was becoming quite capable of pleasing myself. I had even pleased myself as a birthday present, a full decade, and so loved the orgasms. I would come home from school, or after-school gymnastics class and make myself shake and sweat daily.
Roughly six months after my birthday my dad told mom and I that he was getting a promotion and would be gone for three months. Mom was upset until dad explained how much money he would make and that was a clear path to management. A week later, we all went to a f****y event put on by his company and met dad’s boss.
I will call him Karl (not his real name of course). He was of German descent and was very strong looking, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He wasn’t taller than my dad, but he was about ten years older than my dad’s young-looking age of 43. Apparently the party was to recognize my dad’s promotion and a new project for the oil company in Alaska. I decided that I kind of liked my dan’s boss after he played tag-your-it with me out back. It was a very happy event, but thinking back on it later, I realize now that Karl promoted my dad to fuck my mom.
“Wait, what does this have to do with Gwen?” Dr. Heard asked me.
“I am about to get there. You wanted me to do this in order right?”
“Yes, but I need to know more about your relations with Gwen the babysitter.”
I exhaled my irritation and relied, “Well, the short version is she had me suck off her boyfriend…do you want to know how it happened?”
“Yes! Uh, I mean, of course, I must know,” Dr. Heard blurted out.
“Well…”
Dad took mom to a resort for a Friday and Saturday night. Gwen was hired on to take care of me from six PM on Friday until they got back Sunday afternoon. By now, Gwen and I had done mostly everything possible, except penetration of me. I had used a sex toy – a dildo – on her dozens of times, but still had nothing inside me except for fingers, and only my fingers, almost never hers. Gwen refused to let me “take it inside” because of my small size. The dildo was a hearty and thick eight inches and totally blocked off my throat when Gwen f***ed it in my mouth.
Gwen was dropped off by a college friend of her b*****r’s at six. Gwen’s b*****r had just left for the marines and his best friend was watching over Gwen to keep her out of trouble. Dad and mom left a few minutes later.
By six-thirty I was on my knees eating out Gwen’s cunt. By about six-thirty five, Gwen had cum in my mouth, we’d kissed and she was having me straddle and ride her mouth as she laid beneath me on the floor. We paused around eight to have some pizza and then resumed while we watched a horror flick on TV. We slept a few hours and then I was woken by her eating me out. I reciprocated and on and on we went until morning. We slept the morning away and were woken by mom’s call to make sure we were ok.
We went to the park and finger fucked in the bathroom. We went to the mall and bought sexy underwear, which we then wore in the house the rest of the day. About seven Gwen came around the corner and she was dressed, while I was still in my naughty black bra and panties.
“You are so cute. I love your strawberry blonde hair, but I bet you would be really cute as a red-head…you certainly have the skin for it.”
“Thanks, maybe for my birthday I will ask my mom. Why are you dressed?” I asked.
“So, I need you to be cool about something. My boyfriend is coming over in a few minutes. If you are ok with it, he and I are going to play around in the guest room.”
“Uhmm, what to you mean? Is he going to???”
“Yes. He is going to fuck me.”
“Oh.”
“Oh? That’s all you say?” Gwen asked surprised.
“Well, I mean he is your boyfriend. Can I watch?”
“Well, I don’t really think that would be a good idea.”
“Aw, come on. I haven’t ever sent eh real thing. Your in my house. I wanna watch,” I protested.
“I am just, well this is so dangerous. Nobody knows what we do together and it can never be known. I just don’t want you to get in trouble.”
“Why would I get in trouble?”
Gwen told a white lie, but very convincingly, “Well, girls can sometimes be jailed for watching things they are not supposed to. I know, after all we have done, this is probably a shock, but since I have been protecting you and keeping our playtime a secret, I just want you to know that jail isn’t worth it.”
“Oh.” I accepted the lie, but didn’t care. This was another big moment for me. Though it was predicated on a lie, I knew I wanted to watch, hell, maybe even take part in some way.
Gwen an I eventually arrived at an agreement that I could watch, but could not touch unless Gwen said so, and under no circumstances could I be touched by Ricky, her boyfriend.
An hour later Gwen, wearing the clothes we wore to the mall, but substantially more makeup, especially on her lips and eyes, pranced downstairs and welcomed Ricky. He had been the friend that had dropped her off.
I was introduced and then Gwen gave me a juice and the TV remote while she took him upstairs. Gwen knew that was all for show and that a minute after they closed the door I would be in my hiding place in the guest bathroom watching in the dark though the open door.
I snuck into the bathroom and saw Gwen on her knees sucking off Ricky. His athletic frame was model-like. He had no fat, but did have muscle and what I later learned was a really nice sized cock – about eight inches, and clean cut. Gwen sucked him and then stood, turned and dropped her shorts. She leaned toward the bathroom door and placed her hands alongside the huge floor mirror next to the door. Ricky reached around her waits and grabbed Gwen’s pussy and also shot a hand up her shirt to massage her bra-covered “A-cup” breast.
He penetrated her from behind. He was lifting her off the floor every time he pumped into her. All of a sudden, Gwen began to orgasm. I knew her well enough to tell when she came, and this was an amazing orgasm.
Then, as she came a second time, Ricky also reached the threshold and came. As he did, he pounded her so hard that her head slammed into the wall next to the mirror and.
“Owe! Ahhh, hahhh, uhhhh…” Gwen muttered as Ricky finished using her.
The whole thing had taken only about five minutes or so, but I could tell by Gwen’s expression, that it had been worth every second. Ricky pulled away from her and Gwen pivoted and dropped to her knees. Gwen tugged at the top of the condom while pulling it free with her other hand. I saw how full, or empty rather, it was, but Gwen smiled and gleefully up-ended the condom and drained it into her mouth with a wicked smile.
Ricky watched and smiled, “Fuck, that is hot…nasty girl…”
Gwen licked her lips and smiled. Then she said, “Yeah, you should see what my b*****r and I used to do…”
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Hi iss reader Mastram is back with my unforgettable moment to share with u all,and thanks again for lovely feedback to my previous stories. To aap logo kaa jada time naa lete hue mai story pe aata hu,let me introduce to the lady her name is Chandni,figure 34 30 36 approx.Coming to the story. Ye baat tab ki hai jab mai Mumbai,Vasai shift hua mai apni studies ke liye mere ghr jo kafi time se band pada tha.Aur mai apne purane ghr aur aunties aur bhabhiyo ko bhi miss kar rha tha,but mai shift ho...
We got out our towels out of the trunk and went around to large hall off the main entrance. Disney statues were all over the place, but we wanted to get to the rides as quickly as possible. When we got to the hotel, our dad went to the clerk to make arrangements to meet up with his boss. Finally he came back over from the main desk and gave us each a multicolored pass with a ribbon attached. “Put these around your necks and you guys can have the run of this park. Any ride unlimited. I am going...
John Stefanovitch was appointed as Mrs. Tandy’s driver on his 25th birthday. He took that as a good sign. He didn’t have any reason to think otherwise. The payment was more than generous and the work wasn’t hard. Most of the time he was doing small repairs on Mrs. Tandy’s old Bentley, and washing it. Two times a day he had to take Mrs. Tandy’s nurse downtown for shopping. And that was all. The nurse’s name was Norma, a plump little creature with a permanent smile on her face. Norma...
Hi, this is Amit, once again. This incident happened recently and has been etched in my memory forever. For those reading my story for the first time, I am 39, quite good looking, 5.10 in height and having an athletic build. I reside in Mumbai and am quite adventurous. Without detailing further, let’s get on with what happened. It was a usual day at work, a hot summer day. I had just completed lunch and heard my phone ringing. When I looked, the name it displayed put a smile on my face. It was...
Chapter One. I was scrolling through Tumbler the other day and I stumbled on a confession page. There were people, all anonymously, giving confessions of some of their dirtiest and kinkiest deeds. It was interesting because they were all confessing about things that they have done that were not particularly nice or very much taboo. The things that they had done were almost all things that would end their marriages if their spouse knew. Lots of affairs or homosexual experiments and things that...
IncestStella Maris still hides her biggest sexy secret from her girlfriends. But she gets closer. With every confession.Stella Maris still hides how deeply involved she gets into BDSM. As a shere sex slave. To be abused by Peter.Stella Maris still needs to tell several more important experiences to build up the logic of her long confession.Stella Maris still needs few more erotic episodes like this one, before she will disclose her genuine gem here.Stella Maris gives away in several side-lines how...
Please read the first part “First Class AC Nightmare” @ https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/first-class-ac-nightmare/, would help to get the plot of this story. And second part for continuation “Glooming at Gents Hair Saloon” @ https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/glooming-gents-hair-saloon/, would add spice to the current story. And third part for continuation “Village Adventure of an Idiot Wife” @ https://www.indiansexstories2.net/group/village-adventure-idiot-wife/ , would add spice...
The priest sighed to himself and reluctantly got up from the chair. Time to hear confessions, he despondently thought to himself. His was no longer a religion of love and forgiveness - at least not from his point of view. Why should these disgusting sinners be forgiven and accepted into the Kingdom of God. Why should they ultimately be treated the same as he? Hadn't he always struggled to remain good and pure - while these sinners had let their lust have its way in disgusting, sinful...
On a cold February day, I went to visit a friend. I went with a letter in my hand, words I wanted her to read. What follows is that letter. The words in italics are the words I spoke to her as she read. I read my copy of the letter at the same time. I am a dreamer. And a writer. This combination can either work, or it can be incredibly volatile. Why am I telling you this? I need to clear my mind of thoughts, and I need to do this in order to move on. Again you are asking why I am writing to...
On a cold February day, I went to visit a friend. I went with a letter in my hand, words I wanted her to read. What follows is that letter. The words in italics are the words I spoke to her as she read. I read my copy of the letter at the same time. I am a dreamer. And a writer. This combination can either work, or it can be incredibly volatile. Why am I telling you this? I need to clear my mind of thoughts, and I need to do this in order to move on. Again you are asking why I am writing to...
Wife Loverssanju_s93hii frnds sanjay here this a continuation for the first part Mom’s Confession Lands Her In Troublehope u enjoyed it...After Fr. Vincent’s death, inquest was conducted. It was found that the golden cross which was kept in the altar was stolen. The very next day I and mom being the last two to have seen the vicar alive were summoned to the Police Station. Both of us were damn scared. Mom was even more scared. It must have been the murderer himself with whom mom was having sex with.We...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
Hi ISS readers. This is Vicky from Coimbatore again. I am a huge fan of ISS for past 10 months and I like Incest sex stories more. I am 5.7″ Bit fair complex. Here I’m gonna share a true incident happened just three month back. Now here comes another real incident of my life in which I had sex with my neighbourhood lady (beauty).. Her name is Nandhini 25 who is an MCA graduate and wife of a person who needs only money. She looks very good with beautiful apple size round boobs with brown nipples...