Banging Becky

We all slept well past noon the next day. At Alyssa’s urging, we decided to
postpone leaving by a day at least. I was amazed to discover that she had had
her eye on me almost as long as I had one on her. We spent most of the day
talking and I discovered many things about both of them that I didn’t know.
Like the fact that last night was the very first time they had done anything
like that. But as the day wore on we became very close indeed. Almost like an
extended family. That night wasn’t a repeat performance, but much, much
better. The element of surprise was gone, but the intimacy flowed much more
naturally. I shan’t bore you with details but let me say it was by far the
most incredible night of my life.

Jenny and I are back in Seattle now, but we talk of those nights often. Alyssa
calls on occasion, but I understand she has a boyfriend now who is very
jealous and possessive. Since he’s twice my size I’m not about to make him
listen to reason so until she gives him the boot I guess Jenny and I will just
have to make it alone. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, mind you,
but we’ve both had our eyes opened to something better. And we’re looking
forward to the day Alyssa might join us again…

Alyssa was really getting into it. Her breath was coming out in gasps that
were getting shorter and sharper and I began to think I might outlast her. But
the pressure in my loins was building too quickly and before I knew it I
orgasmed with a grunt, injecting my load deep into the warm depths of her
body. Apparently she had been close herself, because her gasps became cries I
pumped even more furiously, ignoring the overpowering sensitivity of my cock.
Less than a minute later, she came with a cry that must have awakened the
neighbors, and then relaxed with a sigh and she rested her head upon my chest
and I stroked her hair gently. Jenny favored me with a last, deep kiss before
we all collapsed from exhaustion.

I fell asleep a bit later with each arm around a beautiful girl, cuddled up
next to me. I’d never been so happy or contented in my life.

After a few minutes she said, “You always did know how to get to me. But now
I’ve got something for you…”

“And what is that?” I asked. Then Alyssa cleared her throat and I looked
behind me.

She had finally shed the blankets, throwing them off the bed completely. In
the semi-darkness I could see her in all her naked glory. My eyes roamed over
the magnificence of her body, from her flowing hair to large, inviting,
hard-nippled breasts, to her wide hips to the dark mystery of her crotch. This
was the body I had seen and held in hundreds of idle erotic dreams now brought
to glorious reality. I turned to Jenny and said, “Are you serious?”

“Love,” she said, “Since our high school days Alyssa and I have shared almost
everything, both good and bad. You’re one of the good things that we’ve been
waiting a long time to share.”

I didn’t have time to say much else before Alyssa made me lay down with a firm
hand. She gave me a deep kiss that suddenly made my heart pound like an
overworked compressor and took my breath away for a moment. I reached out and
explored her body with my hands as she was exploring mine.

Suddenly I had two sets of hands caressing me as Jenny joined her. I lay back
and enjoyed the unbelievable sensation. And, to my astonishment, I saw that
they were caressing each other as well as me. I would have to ask Jenny about
the extent of her “sharing” with Alyssa at some future time but I was enjoying
myself too much worry about it now.

It always stikes me as strange that when I read of sexual exploits there
are always tales of 1 on 1, 2 on 1, gang bangs, orgies, domination,
water sports…but do you ever hear of sex by yourself? Or with someone
watching? What do you do if even the Heineken can’t refresh someone
elses’ “other parts”? Yep!! Get your fingers moving!

It was only a couple of months ago when my boyfriend, David, amid a
frank discussion (I’d told him to confess his innermost fantasies or I
wouldn’t untie him!) said that he’d really like to see someone else wank,
and to be watched himself as he played with his 7 inches of manhood.
The idea was lost as he flung himself on top of me when I undid his
bonds but the seed of an idea had been planted… (more…)

“You did real good, Jim. As a reward, I’ll let you fuck me.” He stood,
and she opened his fly and brought his penis out. It was limp,and James
cursed himself for being impotent at the least fortuneate moment. “Aww,
poor baby, I’ve made you nervous, haven’t I? We’ll have to do something
about that.” The next second, James thanked God for his limp dick. The
feeling as she knelt before him and took his soft cock into her her warm
mouth was unlike any other feeling he had ever sensed. She slowly retracted
his foreskin and started flitting his cockhead with her pointy tongue. The
fact that she still had the gun pointed at him didn’t stop his prick from
growing in her mouth. James had never been able to persuade his girlfriend
to give him head, and here he was, getting blowed by a total stranger. She
started to suck on his swelling cock, her loving caress making him moan
deeply. Very slowly, he put his hands behind her neck and held her head. She
didn’t object as he slowly started to move head up and down his cock, making
his now rigid prick slide in and out her hot, wet mouth. She actually let
him do it! His prick glistened with her saliva as it slid almost all the way
out, then it buried itself in her throat again. His cock was long and hard,
but still, she did not gag. She had definitely done this before. Her head
was bobbing softly up and down his prick as he held her head gently in his
hands. Her hair felt incredibly soft between his fingers, and her eyes were
closed. She seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was, making small,
whimpering sounds as she sucked him off. Her soft lips closed tight around
his pounding cock, and her tongue was licking his dickhead like crazy. He
started fucking her mouth, grinding his hips quicker and quicker towards her
face. He came suddenly in uncontrolled spurts. He yelled as huge globs of
sperm pulsed out his urethra and down her throat. She swallowed quickly as
more of his semen filled her mouth. He plunged his prick deep into her mouth
a few more times, enjoying the last twitches of orgasm, before she let go of
his cock and stood. She held him close, pointing the gun at his back and
giving him a french kiss. His sperm didn’t taste as bad as he would have
thought it would. She stopped and smiled at him. “Was it good?” Jim could
only nod.

After a short walk around the shop that seemed to take hours to James, she
was satisfied. “Good boy, Jim, now give Sarah the bag.” He slowly handed it
to her, and she put it in her purse. “Now, there’s only one little thing
before I go…”, she said. James felt the panic rise inside of him. This was
the critical point; she was probably going to shoot him - he could identify
her to the police. But to his surprise, that wasn’t her intention. His eyes
widened, as he saw her lifting up her short dress, all the way to her
stomache, exposing her naked pussy. “Eat me!”, she commanded. James had
frozen, staring at her exposed sex. He heard a click as she cocked the
hammer of the revolver. “Come on, Jim, this is going to be fun!”, she said,
pointing the gun at him. He knelt quickly, and she leant back towards the
counter as he positioned himself between her firm, slender thighs. She was a
real blonde, and her pussy was covered with the prettiest mat of pubic hair
James had ever laid his eyes on. He started slowly to lick her cunt. Her
cunt lips were already engorged and pouting, inviting a private kiss. His
tongue slid up and down her tight lips, making him remember last night,
where he had been doing exactly the same thing. She sighed faintly and
caressed his neck with her free hand.

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Sexy Becky makes out a little strip before going to the gym

He
felt cold sweat burst forth on his forehead as he lifted his gaze to
Sarah’s face, if that was her real name. Kind of funny, he thought, her
expression hadn’t changed, almost as if she wasn’t pointing a large gun at
his head. She waved the revolver, beckoning him to come out in front of the
counter. “Now, Jim, you’re going to walk casually around the shop and pick
all of the most valuable stones and gems out for me and put them in this
bag”, she said, still smiling. She handed him the bag, and like in a trance
he did as told. He tried to select a cheap diamond, but then heard her
voice behind him : “Ah-ah, naughty boy Jim! You wouldn’t deny me the best
you can offer, now would you?” As he felt something hard pressing into his
back, he shook his head and quickly dropped the gem. He could’t cheat her,
it seemed.

“Hi”, she said with
a warm, light voice, sounding every bit as sexy as she looked. “You must be
Jim Hunter”, she said, shaking his hand with quite a tight grip for a
woman. “I’m Sarah Preston. Fin Grimes told me all about you”, she explained.
“Hopefully not all”, said James, making her smile again. “How’s his fashion
shop doing?” “Never better, he told me.” “James, I can’t quite decide. I’ll
check some other shops before I make my choice, okay?”, the lord said as he
started towards the door. “Fine, Lord Reginald”, James replied, almost
sighing with relief. “Now, miss, what can I do for you”, he asked,
redirecting his attention to the attractive blonde before him. He found
himself staring into the barrel of a gun. James was no expert on firearms,
but he had never seen such a big hole before. Actually, it was a magnum
.357, but it could have been a .20, that made no difference to James.

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The
old fool came running every year to spoil his young wife with the most
expensive items that could be found in the Chadwick Jewelry store, where
James had been the junior executive for 5 years now. The lady was at least
30 years younger than the lord, and James had felt his mouth watering the
few times he had seen her. She was enjoying the life of the rich and famous
at the cost of her youth. He regarded the old nobleman as he, quietly
humming, strutted around the exquisitely decorated shop, examining the
stones. The bell rang again. James’ interest in the lord dropped immediately
the second he looked at the new customer. A young woman, not a day past 24,
entered the sunlit shop. She was wearing an expensive, low-cut dress and
carried a white purse. She stepped up to the counter, where James sent her
a genuine smile as he tried to examine her figure in a not too obvious way.
“Good morning, miss”, he greeted her warmly. She was exceedingly beatuiful,
her blonde hair hanging loose to her shoulders, her green eyes smiling and
her large breasts struggling to escape the tight dress.