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Debbie (mf, consentual adult fun)
It wasn't quite a plan, but I sort of expected it to work out
this way. I had had "one day" plans to take a friend of mine
for a motorcycle ride. Her name is Debbie. Debbie is a pretty,
not beautiful, dirty blonde. She has nicely sized tits tipped
by some promising looking bumps.
We agreed to meet at her daughter's home in Boston, and I picked
her up on my Harley Sportster. We stopped at the bank and then
embarked on a journey down the Mohawk Trail. Its a little known
secret that the ugly, busy Route 2 become a beautiful, scenic
country drive out past Greenfield, MA.
We rode as far as North Adams, stopping at various tourist traps,
blowing some hard earned cash on a raccoon cap, and postcards.
After quite a while, we became tired and turned around, and
finally arrived back at my house after a total of 250 miles. I
should mention at this point that the passenger seat on my bike
is a pillion pad, which after a few miles has the dimensions and
texture of a thin paperback book. She was "sorely" in need of an
ass-rub, which I offered to give to her.
Well, my ass rub became quite adventurous, and while she had her
jeans on, I managed to cover most parts of her posterior territory.
I sat her up, and we cuddled for a while. I held her close and
kissed her tentatively, testing the waters, as it were. Meeting
no resistance, I worked on the kiss for a little bit longer, and
then brought one of my hands to a point near her breasts. Sneakily
(so I thought) I edged closer to her tantalizingly close tit, while
kissing her with greater and greater enthusiasm.
Still meeting no resistance, I arrived at the promised land, and
began to massage her breast. I bravely began to uncover what I was
massaging, and was delighted to find two pink, standup nipples
ready for me. I bent over, and took one into my mouth. No words
had been exchanged since I began my ass rub, and she only moaned
a little and made satisfied sounds while I nursed at her.
This type of activity went on for a few more minutes. I eventually
asked her if she would like to go upstairs to be more comfortable.
She said "I would _love_ to go upstars with you!", and smiled at me.
I escorted her to my roommate's room. I wanted to have her in my
own bed, but the frame was on the verge of collapse, and John was
away on a business trip anyway.
I sat her down, and we began to undress. This proved to be very
difficult, logistically, since we had been dressed for riding on
a cool spring day. It became quite funny as we tugged at various
pieces of boots, long underwear, and finally, panties!
I kissed her again, and after a brief nibble on her tits, I got
into a comfortable position and gazed at her pussy. She had
sparse blonde hair, and in retrospect, I think she trimmed it.
Her lips stood out just the right amount, and her clit was trying
to poke itself out of its hiding place. I bent closer and breathed
in her scent. If I could bottle her fragrance, I could retire a
rich man.
I finally pushed closer and tasted her. Now I couldn't get enough
and buried my face as deeply into her crotch as I could get. I
don't know how long I spent making love to her, but I never wanted
it to end. Every now and then, I would get a new flood of her
juices, just enough musky, tangy fluid to drive me crazy all over
again.
Nancy, my cat, chose this moment to interrupt. She wanted attention
and petting. It took some firm pushes, but I convinced Nancy she
would have to wait.
Returning my attentions to Debbie, I moved further down, and buried
my nose into her sheath. I decided to try something I'd barely
dared think about, and extended my tongue slowly, and began to
tongue Debbie's anus. She appeared to enjoy this, and I found that
I kind of liked doing it, too. I became braver, and pushed harder.
My tongue actually entered her asshole, I tasted just a hint of
something muskier than what I had been eating. Still, it was not
unpleasant. This certainly surprised me, but as an adventurous soul,
I felt it was duty to try anything that felt this good.
I eventually returned to eating her pussy, and after a bit longer,
she indicated that she wanted to be fucked. I don't remember if
she said so, or just pulled me up her body. Naturally, I stopped
off at her tits again on the way up. She had no reticence kissing
me, even considering where I had been!
Being somewhat on the nervous side (yes!), I had some difficulty
getting hard at first. I climbed up to her head and asked her to
help out a little, and she began to suck on my penis. After a
couple of minutes, I felt I was ready, and we got into the
missionary position. We didn't line up quite right, and she
winced slightly when we bumped, but after that, I slid right in,
and it felt like a perfect fit.
After a moment, I began to stroke in and out, trying to move my
hips in such a way to provide the maximum traveled distance for
her. Pulling out almost all the way, and then sliding in as deeply
as I could. She became extremely wet. Lubrication was not a
problem... After a few minutes, I felt her begin to spasm
around my cock, and she made some incoherent noises. She repeated
this once or twice more, and I finally felt that final moment,
and came. I buried my cock as deeply into her as I could, and
flooded her pussy with scalding hot cum. I guess we were in the
midst of a deep kiss at the time, but all I can remember is her
squeezing and twitching under me.
We eventually more or less came to, and I suggested that I was
far from spent, but unfortunately, she said she was supposed to
meet her mother to got shopping. I sadly agreed to let her go...
Debbie asked where the bathroom was, and made use of it, peeing
loudly (lewdly?) into the bowl, bringing other, kinkier, thoughts
to my mind, but like a gentleman, I helped her dress, (and dressed
as well,) and drove her into town. (In the car, thank you...
we were BOTH still sore...)
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