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Subject: Fucking Diane At Lady Foot Locker In The Merritt Square Mall
Date: Fri, 27 May 2005 18:54:54 -0700
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It really was the first time Diane had left me alone in Lady foot
Locker at Merritt Square Mall. It began with a touch of shaking but
soon it became clear that it was Diane's back room of Lady Foot Locker
"Right over here," said a voice. Diane's voice. "Good," came Diane's
voice, as he got down to his underwear. He looked at her
questioningly, apparently feeling a little funny about going further,
or wondering whether she were ready to join him. It was a totally
natural reaction. "Go on," she said. Good," she said. It was funny
the way her voice sounded as she said it, she sounded completely
sincere, as if she were very pleased. "Now," she said, moving closer
to him, putting her in clear view, "what I have here is a cane, which
will sting quite a bit." I thought about Diane and me. She'd remained
exactly the same as when we'd first gone out, sex was fantastic, we
were getting along great.She seemed to really like me and I was
getting to know her friends. Karen even told me that I was perfect for
Diane. I thought more. "Are you *sure* you don't have the desire to
do the same to me?" She laughed again. "I caned her more times." When
I said nothing, she added, "We had no more sex. She usually laughed at
me when I displayed my obsession, but that particular time she took me
seriously. "No," she said. I certainly didn't understand, and she
obviously saw that. "Not in the ordinary way," she said, "it's not
sexual at all." She didn't explain further, and that certainly gave
me food for thought. I simply kissed her cheek to let her know that
whatever her quirks, that I was smitten. Karen showed up to pick her
up. "This isn't a good idea," said Karen. I could see *everything*
written on her face. Confusion. The desire not to rock the boat with
her best friend. Nerves. We watched, but seemed to feel it simply a
type of seductive scenario. As we watched, she pulled off the rest,
and stood there, naked. "Lie down on the bed," said Diane.Moments more
passed. Diane suddenly seemed to relax as if she had been concerned
whether she'd manage to calm Karen sufficiently. Then in a second,
Diane was over, feeling me up. I was rock-hard. "Don't move," she
said aloud, to Karen. Then she led me out the door. We were sitting,
the two of us. I'm not really a shopper, but I have to admit that I
enjoy the time spent with Diane and once in a while like seeing her in
the different outfits, and though she'll ask my advice, she never
seems to take it. A moment on the bench in the mall was welcome.
"Karen!" I heard Diane say, then she jumped up, and I saw Karen in the
distance. It wasn't really surprising to run into her at the mall
this time of day on a Saturday. "Come," said Diane. For all the
world, Diane sounded like an excited kid, asking someone to follow, to
see something. And she headed off. The opposite direction from
Bradley's. When Karen didn't follow immediately, Diane returned and
took Karen's hand, drawing her. I followed. The three of us headed
toward the mall entrance. "We'd be leaving my car here," said Karen as
Diane opened a door for her.She gets in the back seat with Karen.
"Please, let's not do this," said Karen as I pulled out of the parking
spot. "I know," said Diane, still that soothing voice.A moment past.
"We're *best* friends," said Diane. Really was the first time Diane had
left me alone in Lady foot Locker at Merritt Square Mall. It began
with a touch of shaking but soon it became clear that it was Diane's
back room of Lady Foot Locker "Right over here," said a voice. Diane's
voice. "Good," came Diane's voice, as he got down to his underwear. He
looked at her questioningly, apparently feeling a little funny about
going further, or wondering whether she were ready to join him. It was
a totally natural reaction. "Go on," she said. Good," she said. It was
funny the way her voice sounded as she said it, she sounded completely
> sincere, as if she were very pleased. "Now," she said, moving closer
> to him, putting her in clear view, "what I have here is a cane, which
> will sting quite a bit." I thought about Diane and me. She'd remained
> exactly the same as when we'd first gone out, sex was fantastic, we
> were getting along great.She seemed to really like me and I was
> getting to know her friends. Karen even told me that I was perfect for
> Diane. I thought more. "Are you *sure* you don't have the desire to
> do the same to me?" She laughed again. "I caned her more times." When
> I said nothing, she added, "We had no more sex. She usually laughed at
> me when I displayed my obsession, but that particular time she took me
> seriously. "No," she said. I certainly didn't understand, and she
> obviously saw that. "Not in the ordinary way," she said, "it's not
> sexual at all." She didn't explain further, and that certainly gave
> me food for thought. I simply kissed her cheek to let her know that
> whatever her quirks, that I was smitten. Karen showed up to pick her
> up. "This isn't a good idea," said Karen. I could see *everything*
> written on her face. Confusion. The desire not to rock the boat with
> her best friend. Nerves. We watched, but seemed to feel it simply a
> type of seductive scenario. As we watched, she pulled off the rest,
> and stood there, naked. "Lie down on the bed," said Diane.Moments more
> passed. Diane suddenly seemed to relax as if she had been concerned
> whether she'd manage to calm Karen sufficiently. Then in a second,
> Diane was over, feeling me up. I was rock-hard. "Don't move," she
> said aloud, to Karen. Then she led me out the door. We were sitting,
> the two of us. I'm not really a shopper, but I have to admit that I
> enjoy the time spent with Diane and once in a while like seeing her in
> the different outfits, and though she'll ask my advice, she never
> seems to take it. A moment on the bench in the mall was welcome.
> "Karen!" I heard Diane say, then she jumped up, and I saw Karen in the
> distance. It wasn't really surprising to run into her at the mall
> this time of day on a Saturday. "Come," said Diane. For all the
> world, Diane sounded like an excited kid, asking someone to follow, to
> see something. And she headed off. The opposite direction from
> Bradley's. When Karen didn't follow immediately, Diane returned and
> took Karen's hand, drawing her. I followed. The three of us headed
> toward the mall entrance. "We'd be leaving my car here," said Karen as
> Diane opened a door for her.She gets in the back seat with Karen.
> "Please, let's not do this," said Karen as I pulled out of the parking
> spot. "I know," said Diane, still that soothing voice.A moment past.
> "We're *best* friends," said Diane. I unzipped my pants and whipped
out my cock. "Cock, a nice, big, fat hairy cock!" she said. She
sat up and reached out and touched my cock as I stood in front
of her. She touched the head of my dick, smearing the pre-ejaculate
over the head of it, sending a spasm of delight through me. She reached
forward and fondled my balls gently with one hand, the sensation making
me weak in the knees. She wrapped the other one around the base
of my cock. Leaning forward and opening her mouth wide, she took my
cock all the way to the back of her throat. She slowly moved her
mouth up and down, taking my cock out of her mouth and swirling her
tongue around the bulbous red head of it. She reached over and put her
hand on my cock again and pulled it toward her mouth. She kissed the
head of it, and then pulled me closer and licked my balls, running her
tongue over each one, lifting it with her tongue, as if weighing it.
She took it deep into her mouth, and ran her tongue around and around
it as she sucked. I could hear the slurping noises her mouth made on my
cock, and I could feel her chin against my balls as she went down on
it. She reached under my balls with the other hand, fondling and
massaging my hairy orbs. As she sucked on my hard meat, she took it to
the back of her throat and let is rest there, making swallowing motions
with her throat. With those words, she bent down over my cock and ran
her lips across the head of it, smearing the head of it with wet,
sticky saliva. She opened her mouth a little, and I could feel her
tongue dart out and tease the head of my throbbing cock. Suddenly, my
cock was warm and wet as I felt my sister put her mouth around it. She
stayed bent over my crotch, and I could feel her tongue running down
the length of my shaft, smearing saliva dripping out of her mouth on my
cock, then on my balls. She wrapped one hand around the base of my
cock, slowly stroking it, while with the other hand, she lifted my
balls and licked them,guiding them toward her mouth. I could feel her
tongue flicking in and out of her mouth, licking the skin of my
hair-flecked balls. I looked down at the dark, hairy bush between her
legs. I leaned over and ran my fingers through the pubic bush, feeling
a wet spot between her pussy lips. With the other hand, I explored her
round, firm titties. Soft and pliant, her tits were like round melons,
the nipple on each a dark brown-red button. I tweaked them between my
fingers and thumbs. I could feel them extend and get harder and harder.
I bent over slowly and put my mouth on one hard, brownish red nipple,
feeling its hardness beneath my tongue. I could taste the sweat
there, and surprisingly, it actually turned me on even more. I
flicked my tongue back and forth, and she squirmed. I flicked my
tongue in and out of my mouth, licking her nipples, pushing them one
way and then another. I maneuvered myself over her. She grabbed the tip
of my hard cock and pulled it toward her cunt. As I entered her, I
could feel the hot wetness of her cunt. I lay atop her and thrust my
hips forward. She tightened her cunt muscles somehow, and then I pulled
out a little. Then I thrust forward again. She lay there, meeting me
thrust for thrust. I was fucking her, I thought. I was fucking my hot
sister's pussy, right there in the living room. I could feel myballs
slapping her ass I rammed my cock into her on the downstroke. Diane
entire groin was wet, dripping with juices, and we made slapping noises
of wet flesh against wet flesh as we fucked. Diane face was flushed,
and her body began to writhe under me. I could feel the spasms in her
legs wrapped around me. Diane began to moan, and then with a shout, her
whole body jerked. I stroked harder and faster,and could feel myself
about to cum as my testicles rose up in their hairy sac. I thrust
really hard into her, and I could feel her whole body tense as she
came. Suddenly, my thrusting cock was wet with a gush of warm fluid.
I was going to cum, soon. I could feel myself reaching that point of no
return. Diane had nicely shaped but not large breasts. As she turned
away I noted her shapely behind, the edges of the pear-shaped cheeks
peeking out from the sides of the skimpy black panties. Diane"s red
panty clad fanny perched over Diane's knees. Diane requested paddle
swats. She was down 33 so I gave her 6 on her panties with the paddle
and 3 with my hand. Diane looked delicious in a Red Panty and bra
ensemble.Diane gave Mark 10 hard slow splats on alternate cheeks to
start, letting her hand reston his butt after each one, sort of rubbing
it in. The she spanked briskly in stacatto flurries. This usually made
Diane arch his back and yelp, much to the delight of the girls. Diane's
behind got pretty red. Diane headed for the bathroom and started the
water. I came up behind her and told her we couldn't both take baths
before the show started. We looked at each other and I said, "If we
promise not to tell we can get in together real quick and not miss
anything."I got undressed and soon we were standing there naked waiting
for the tub to fill. My sister got in first, but we realized that the
tub wasn't big enough to sit together one in front of the other, so my
sister knelt first and then we would switch places. Diane moved
slightly when my fingers came into contact with Diane pussy, but
instead of saying anything she just leaned back into my hand and didn't
try to stop me. Breathlessly I kept my hand over her pussy and dragged
my middle finger back as I parted her lips. This action was having an
effect on both of us.She leaned back some more and my prick actually
touched her butt cheek. Being 12 and not knowing what to do with myself
I stopped and suggested that we trade places. I stood and stepped over
my sister giving her a good look at my stiff dick. Before I was about
to blow I turned around, pulling her hand away and asked if she wanted
a better look. "If you keep doing that for another minute, you'll get a
big surprise," I said, hoping that she would. She reached out and
replaced her delicate fingers tightly around my hard as it ever been,
stiff dick. "What surprise are you taking about?" she asked. About 30
seconds later of exquisite pleasure I watched my sister get the
surprise I'd told her about, right between the tits, down her stomach,
with the first shot hitting her across her mouth.
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