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The Local Bus - By Female Author

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR9JgB9hi0pGEWl_CaWFhJ18mEk3afsYbVNh6UX7TTOzZuiRN4Kycs5e1qjBuLRoc-25qgh-V3Df8lThti-0aBz9uIap8uyOPMXn1IiGBrRPHCfN8O2AWAW1H_ZwKbOimP3IWPf7_AwRU/s1600/z5msJa7quT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR9JgB9hi0pGEWl_CaWFhJ18mEk3afsYbVNh6UX7TTOzZuiRN4Kycs5e1qjBuLRoc-25qgh-V3Df8lThti-0aBz9uIap8uyOPMXn1IiGBrRPHCfN8O2AWAW1H_ZwKbOimP3IWPf7_AwRU/s1600/z5msJa7quT.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">About me, a chubby girl of 22 stated 34-30-36, wheatish color with mid length hair. I was doing my graduation that time in a college which is about 15 KM from my home. Since to my easiness, I stated this in present tense. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">It’s a formal Monday of my college which I have to be frustrated to get off bed early(I think everyone).  It is raining for the past two days, I expected a holiday till now, but it is too late. I should go for college since my attendance is little lagging (just 67%). Though I had done my morning works faster, it is quite late. I used to college bus for transportation. My friend called me that bus was already left my stop. No way back now. I have to go for college by any how. As usual my mom scolded as I was lazy on my studies and I wont be survive if I m married.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">By somehow I reached my stop with my dad’s help (he can do such things only that too without clue to my mom. he he..). Even though I used my umbrella is drenched a bit and to my fate I wore a white kamiz and patiyala, which little bit revealing me. Since it is quite late stop is free now but some glimpses on me from the few people. In a few minutes I got the bus, but I have to stand. I managed myself that I can sit as people may get down in further stops.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">This bus goes for a quite longer route to a remote village but you know how local buses would be. Though it may take hardly 30 min to my college by my college bus, this local bus would take more than 45min.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">In a few stops, I came to know that government has announced holiday for schools but not for colleges (Hell?!?  These guys cannot make this decision even in early morning, whatever I have to move on). This route had got some of the elementary schools and middle schools. They got burst into the bus happily by screaming. I watched them jealously and cursed the government. (That only I can do).</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Since they cannot hold the upper rod of the bus I managed to center and made them to stand by the side bar. That’s the first mistake I had done. Those children… No they are not children those students are only to my chest. Of course few women were there but they are seated. So they themselves made the students to sit on their legs and made stand them between the seat and their legs.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">It is not a prime time, so there wouldn’t be more buses. Because of that more and more students get into the bus as the bus halts on the oncoming schools. We cannot the blame the driver, if he didn’t stop at schools, then at least two stones would hit the windows.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I declared I can’t sit today and its only a half distance to my college. But it is jam packed now and definitely there would be more than 70 or 80 students and some 40 adults standing and sitting. Adults somewhat managed to hold the upper rods. Poor students what they can do? They just hold on to the sidebars and the peoples. Some grown students got to the steps as it would be safer than these little monsters.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">The poorest people are those they are seated. They are filled by the monsters bags and there lunch bags. They can’t even move a bit since many where hold on to them. I am only 5.2 but it is more than enough for these monsters to hold on me like a sidebar. There were a crowd surrounded the each adult. Though I stand near the girls side I m the last women from the bus front. So I had girl monsters on my right and remaining three sides were boy monsters (like a peninsula or island or whatever). But I got only the little monsters around me, aged about 9 to 12 something.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">At first they hold on to my clothes, as this is a government laid road ( that too in rainy season) u know how it would be. I scared my clothes would tore off if they hang to this. People started shouting on this monsters, I felt bad about that people. Now I understand that they would also have situation like me and  I too started disgusted and removed their hands forcefully from me.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Girls started pleading that “ akka, nikka mudleka. Kochukathinga akka,pleaska”na( please, I cant stand. Please don’t anger on us). So I too felt pity, and told them to hold my hand and not to pull my clothes.(This is my second mistake and the blunder one).</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I held the rod with one hand and the girls on my right hold another hand). Boy monsters said nothing they got hold my legs that I didn’t said anything to the boys now since they are little. But bus got more pressure and jumped on each pothole. It is raining outside the bus, since the bus got over crowd its being a little darker. Bus started leaking inside the bus. Due to the sweating because of the crowd and leaking water I got even more drenched.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Kamiz I wore is up to my waist only. So these monsters hold my two legs with their hands and made it separate. That is I opened my legs a little wider. Due to my fragrance they got no shame on sticking to me. Knowingly or unknowingly they patted their heads to my waist in front near my crotch and to my ass.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">This tickling sensation was new to me. Though I masturbate I am a virgin and this feel was new to me. Some monsters played on the embroidery in my kamiz by pulling the juns and the threads. Since I wore shimmy I doesn’t wear panty but shimmy was enough up to my thighs. But I held the upper rod so that shimmy pushed upward. My patiyala is a printed material and some monsters played that with there nails. This aroused me more. Though my conscious warned me it s a public, what else I can do. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">But situation got worse that monsters holding to my legs pulled my apart for their support and got hold near my crotch area. Patiyala is quite loose enough to get their hands to my crotch area and that is best tickling that excited me ever. Those monsters didn’t know what it is and what for is? (I believe so). Since the shimmy can cover from only front and back not from my legs, somehow a monster pulled my pussy hair over my clothes a bit , I got a shock over my body, automatically I pulled my legs closer. So that, the monster’s hands was in my pussy. They grinded the pussy well and patted my front and ass.  I aroused like a whore, I massaged my boobs myself with my hands covering it with my shawl. I managed to not cum because it would notice the monsters and they might think that I m peeing and if they shout I m peed, it would be a shame. So I managed to not cum by massaging the boobs and stop it suddenly. So that, I got aroused and frustrated alternatively. In a 5 min, my college came. I burst to the steps and got out from the bus. Since they all were from village they still on board and it is a safety too. I m the only one got down from the bus at my college stop.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I rushed immediately to the toilet in college. I noticed that still a tickling is in my pussy when I m walked. I get into the toilet and raised my kamiz , I came to know that some length of patiyala was inserted to my pussy  from front till my ass. I slowly pulled the clothe out of my pussy that effect killed me and I immediately had a orgasm there itself. I washed myself and get into the class.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I hope that you enjoyed the story  and please make comments…</div></div>

The Local Bus - By Female Author

About me, a chubby girl of 22 stated 34-30-36, wheatish color with mid length hair. I was doing my graduation that time in a college which ...

Anniversary Sex

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvhvCAhDKujQ5MW9bLipTFPVMW_0R3FOuAGaBbLgMfD8b87mp0_6fPe3Af45n4bmCfAZaUnBcCvnADeMQVj-bH2yaFe4C27WRpCI3dyuoJ000p-f3GkBNEeu1pebpIWyD8r2OTCsYVI3w/s1600/1_860182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvhvCAhDKujQ5MW9bLipTFPVMW_0R3FOuAGaBbLgMfD8b87mp0_6fPe3Af45n4bmCfAZaUnBcCvnADeMQVj-bH2yaFe4C27WRpCI3dyuoJ000p-f3GkBNEeu1pebpIWyD8r2OTCsYVI3w/s1600/1_860182.jpg" /></span></a></div><br />
<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The sky was quickly getting brighter as I sped down the expressway on a warm Saturday morning. I had a wonderful and romantic agenda planned out for my boyfriend and me on this special day; it was our one year anniversary. I glanced towards the passenger’s seat to see all the neatly wrapped gifts that I had worked very diligently on or had put a lot of thought into buying, and knew that he would love every little bit of it.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I smiled to myself as I made the right turn into his street and glided straight into his driveway. There he was, waiting on the front porch with a large endearing grin across his face and packages bundled into his arms. He opened the passenger door, grabbed all the gifts, and placed them, along with his, into the trunk of my car. He slid into the passenger’s seat with a familiar ease.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I could feel his warmth emanate from him and encompass me. I reached my hand towards his and our fingers found the comforting spaces where they linked perfectly together. He then turned his head to face me and said so where are we headed?</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I turned to him and replied “Well, you’ll just have to see. You know, you really are horrible with surprises at that, he let out one of his million dollar laughs that could turn any day into the best day. Soon the road turned into a winding highway and, at the sight of this, my plan was foiled. I know where we’re going! He said with a smirk. We’re going to the beach!</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I turned my face to try and hide the truth that I know would be written all over it and instead lied and rebutted a weak “N-n-no! He laughed and I couldn’t help but smile. Sure enough, about twenty minutes later my tires were turning into a sandy parking lot overlooking the beach.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I went to the backseat and grabbed all the supplies we would need: a blanket, picnic basket, cooler, and an overstuffed backpack. We linked arms and made our way to a perfect and secluded part of the beach. There, we set up our resting area and played in the sand and surf once the sky began to darken we returned to our belongings and lay together on the soft fleece of the blanket. I reached for the backpack and removed several candles, matches, and baby oil.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I lit the candles and placed them along the edges of the blanket and the scent of strawberry and vanilla filled air. I then felt a tugging along the strings of my bikini. I turned to face the man I love, and found him looking into my eyes with desire. I could feel warmth rising from the pit of my stomach and radiating down into a lower place. With that, I wanted to ravish his body and make passionate love to him.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Once he had removed my bikini leaving my body bare and wanting more, I began to untie his swim trunks. I could see the bulge of his growing penis and consequently the wetness that was now gathering between my thighs. I could feel my body’s growing desire taking over my inhibitions. He was reclining on his back and I felt the need for our bodies to be tangled together.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I snagged the baby oil and began pouring a generous amount across his toned body. His skin became instantly slick and smooth and I took my time touching the contours of his body. My hands got lower and lower until finally they reached his large and erect penis. There, I took my time gliding my hands up and down his shaft and up and over the lip to the head of his penis. I could hear him let out a sigh of pleasure and I wanted to hear more.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I leaned over his body and placed my warm and moist lips over the tip of his penis and lowered my head until his penis couldn't enter my mouth any further. I traced the smooth skin of his penis with my tongue and could hear him moan under his breath. I couldn't control myself any longer. I needed him to fill me with himself and so deeply I couldn't stand it. I climbed over his body and l lowered me towards him as I straddled his waist.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I could feel his penis penetrate me as it pushed farther and farther into my body. I couldn't help but gasp with pleasure. I began pushing my body against his and could feel him pushing up against me and each movement of his penis against the walls of my pussy was making me feel such intense pleasure. I began grinding up against his hard cock with my hands against his chest for support as well as to enable me to push harder against him to get deeper and harder penetration.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I couldn't contain myself any longer and began thrusting against him faster and harder and I could feel his cock go in and out of my pussy faster and faster. With this, he turned me over and began dominating my body doggie-style. I was on my hands and knees and was using a washed up tree trunk for support against his body. With each thrust, I could feel his cock get deeper and farther inside of me and his body felt so great every time we made contact.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I could feel his balls slapping against my clit and it was making me go wild. I couldn’t help but feel my pussy begin to pulse as I pushed against his cock and let out an immense moan not caring about who could hear. For the first time in my life I could feel my cum shoot from me in a stream and warm my body to the core. My cum seemed to never end from the largest orgasm of my life. I could feel the warm wet stream drip down my inner thighs and gather at my knees.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">My baby continued pounding me from behind because my cum made such a slippery lube for him to thrust into me with and his speed was incredible. I turned my head and said fuck me in the ass you sexy bastard” over my shoulder and then added fuck me til you cum inside me! He didn't miss a beat as he pulled his cock out of my steaming pussy and rammed it into my asshole. My cum made a great lube for my ass as I could feel him pump into me faster and faster and harder and harder.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I couldn't believe the amount of pleasure I was feeling! With each thrust he was perfectly hitting my G spot and I could feel shocks of pleasure going throughout my body. I could hear him grunting softly as he pounded my ass and I could tell he was close to cumming and I was getting unbearably excited. I leaned into each of his thrusts so he would get farther into my asshole and I trailed my hand down my stomach to reach my clit</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I could stimulate it as he fucked me hard. I could feel him get excited that I was doing this and he reached his hands forward and began grabbing onto my titties. I then turned my head over my shoulder to cry out baby this feels amazing be rough with my titties! I could hear him make an excited noise and he tweaked my nipples so hard it made me cry out. I began pushing myself against him harder and faster in unison with his thrusts and I could feel his penis begin to quiver and shake.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I got really excited because I could tell he was close to cumming and I was close too. I held my asshole nice and tight to increase his pleasure and I could hear him moaning with pleasure and excitement as he was thrusting his cock into my asshole with more and more enthusiasm I could feel his penis pulsing inside me. I yelled out in pleasure</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I could feel my pussy getting tighter as I rammed my fingers deep inside myself as I was being double penetrated. We came together in unison and I could feel his hot cum fill up my asshole and spill out around the base of his penis. My cum was dripping out of my pussy and around my fingers. He then grabbed a hold of me and we laid together on the shore basking in our pleasure.</div></div>

Anniversary Sex

The sky was quickly getting brighter as I sped down the expressway on a warm Saturday morning. I had a wonderful and romantic agenda planne...