`` You keep staring at my legs. '' Samantha did n't even look at me. She just knew. My wife Cassie had gone to bed an hour ago but I was staying up to hang out with our houseguest, her best friend. My wife is seven months pregnant right now and she has been falling asleep early each night so Samantha and I have been watching a few deep dark movie together.

'' Sorry. '' I said. We had made a makeshift bed for her on the trading floor of our living room with shock absorber and blanket that she could sleep on. It took up the stallion flooring and butted aright up against our couch too. So after mimosa bush had gotten up to go to bed, it left just me and Samantha egg laying in her pseudo bed.

She was n't even distracted from the movie we were watching as she said, `` It 's alright. I 'm used to poke fun staring. ``

'' I bet. '' I hated how cocky she was.

She asked, `` You like long legs ? ``

What sort of question is that ? But I gave the reply she was looking for. `` surely. Does n't everyone ? ``

'' cassie does n't really have longsighted peg. Thats all. '' She finally looked at me.

'' I like her pegleg too. '' I countered lamely, `` I love different shapes. hoi polloi like unlike affair. For model I like a big ass and you do n't really receive big tail end sexy. ``

I knew that Samantha had said that she did n't care big asses because she had said as very much to Cassie which we thought was odd because it was the only feature about herself that Samantha did n't think was consummate. I did.

She got a trivial defensive attitude, saying `` I like a big butt. I just think it should n't be too big. ``

I pushed a niggling further. `` Cassie said you do n't like your ass. ``

She brushed off my comment easily. `` I like my ass but I wish it was a little pocket-sized. ``

'' No way ! '' I said.

'' Yeah ? '' She seemed to find this funny story. `` You like it, huh ? ``

'' I do. If you were n't best booster with my wife I would be hitting on you right now. '' I said. I could n't believe that I was feeding her ego like this.

'' That would n't be poise dude. She 's like my babe. But you know that. '' She said flatly.

'' I know, I said if you WERE N'T ... '' I said irritably.

'' Oh good ... cuz I thought you were trying to get me drunk with this wine ... and weed makes me horny. '' She was blunt and she was playing me.

'' well I ca n't rationalise about that. '' I said.

'' So what do you like about big keister ? I just think they 're fat. And I do n't require to be fat. '' She wanted more flattery.

'' That 's what 's so safe about yours. You have farseeing ramification and a flat tummy and dilute blazonry but you still have this big round booty. It 's awesome. '' I said.

Taken aback a little by my contiguous appraisal of her consistency she said, `` Thanks, I guess. ''

'' You asked. '' I protested. `` I 'm just being honest. Women should be gentle in piazza, thats what makes them so attractive. If a woman works out too a great deal and she gets musculus pectoralis ... yuck. musical note is gracious but you want a big arse and cushy tits. ``

'' Oh, I have utter breast. They 're awesome. '' Samantha was so confident.

I kept staring at her pegleg and she did n't put them away.

'' You 're still staring. '' She said without looking my way.

'' Yeah ... '' I said.

Casually she said, `` We should just have sex and get it out of the way. ``

I was shocked. `` What ? ``

'' Just physical. No big batch. This fucking motion picture is making me horny and Steve is at menage and you 're here and Cassie 's asleep. I just want some release. Can you treat that ? '' She said.

I was blown away. `` Seriously ? ``

'' Yeah. take care I saw the porn on your computer earlier too, okay ? Got some picks of me mixed in there too I see. It was pretty fucking filthy ! ''

That leveled me. I did n't acknowledge what to say. `` Oh ... Yeah ... I ... ''

'' I think we can jibe to just keep this physical. I just want to get off. I would n't be the showtime miss who fucked her baby 's fellow. '' She said.

'' Husband. '' I reminded her.

'' Right. Well we 're also not really sister either. '' She could be uppish when she felt like it. `` I 'll make it easily for you. ``

And with that Samantha popped up off the base mattress and slid down her tight piffling dirty money boxershorts down those farseeing thigh and then got on all IV facing away from me. Facing the tv in fact. So she could keep watching the movie.

Her ass was so fucking perfective tense, two perfective peach tree and her long thighs propped them up to a perfect peter tiptop. Her tan was lucky on her cutis and I could take a shit out her individual pink, so short and neatly trimmed but completely tempt and sweet.

She sunk down onto her elbows and said over her shoulder joint. `` What are you waiting for ? ``

I did n't have an answer for that. So in lieu of a weak excuse I got up behind her and got my cock out. I was achingly severe now.

'' No condom ? '' I asked.

'' I think it 'll be okay this one time. Who 's gon na know ? '' She said it offhandedly, already bored.

I spit on my hand and rubbed it over the head of my cock to get it wet before running over her lips to find the right spot.

She shuddered a couple meter saying, `` Go slow. I want to you to really feel me. ``

I do as she asks and go slow at first, just dipping into her an inch or two each time. She was tighter than scented wattle, but still wet and I kept dipping deeper. It felt so good.

I dug my finger into her impertinence like I had always wanted to. bent-grass over like this, Samantha 's hip meat pinched and squeezed out the back making her ass even juicier. My fingers sink in and guide her, pulling her toward me to my rhythm.

She moans. I am thrilled that she 's enjoying my efforts. I reach deep and hit bottom inside her. Just at her deepest could I find her big warm up cheeks ghost my stomach slightly. match down.

I fuck her a little harder and crusade her further until her ass is slapping against me with a clapping sound.

'' Yes ! Keep doing that ! '' Samantha was enjoying herself.

Cassie told me that Samantha did n't like kinky material. I was so felicitous to be inside her like this that I did n't dare try anything that might turn her off. Instead I dumbly said, `` This was a really practiced idea ! ``

She did n't seem to deal what I said. She was just getting her fuck on. But there was a tension in her vocalisation as she concentrated on getting herself off. `` Yeah, keep going ! I 'm gon na cum ! hold back your voice down, you do n't need Cassie to wake up ! ``

We both chuckled a little. We each knew that my wife was a pretty heavy crosstie. Samantha was such a filthy admirer to cassie. I knew she did n't make a fuck about anybody but herself. Not that I was in any position to label her. I do n't even the like Samantha but I ca n't help myself and here I am laughing at my married woman behind her back.

She whispered. `` I 'm going to cum right now ! ``

'' Already ? '' I could n't believe she was cumming so soon. For some reason I did n't think it would be so well-situated but I was n't going to complain.

'' Yeah ! Yes, yes ... yup ! Aww thats feels so fucking good ! Do n't stop ! Do n't give up ! Yeesssss ! '' With a groan she bumped up on me to the hilt, held herself there and gently ground her slit against me.

I slowed for a consequence and gave her a legal brief rest, just enjoying the position of her spectacular peach of an ass as her pricker flexed, unarching slowly. Her ribcage expanded and contracted through her miserly little tshirt as she came down from her peak. My cock slid in and out of her so easy now slick with her juices.

'' I 'm a really easy lay. '' She said.

I could n't disagree. `` I 'm not complaining. ``

I started up again as I gripped her thick clean ass buttock in my greedy fingers.

She said, `` Fuck ! You 're a bit liberal than Steve. '' That 's always squeamish to discover. I started getting a good rhythm going when she said, `` Okay, my knees are killing me. ``

At first off I thought she was signalling that she was done now and I should put my drawers back on. That was the form of screw up princess evasive action I 'd expect from her. Instead, she got up off her knee and brushed her shorts to her ankles and stepped out of them in a graceful step and pulled her trivial tshirt over her top dog. My pecker was inflexible and pointing at her as if to accuse the culprit in this crime.

She had a smirk on her face that betrayed her give tongue to confidence as she stood over me completely naked, knowing that I was transfixed by her perfect body. Her hauteur was justified and even though that kind of cockiness irritated me, right now I found it mesmerizingly attractive.

She sat on the couch, spread those second joint and offered me an invitation to her again.

'' Oh yeah. That 's way better. '' She said. `` You can finish now. ``

I jumped over and aimed my headland back between her lustrous lips and was mounting her again. Her long slender legs folded around me and I ran my paw their entire length. They were so soft. Her downey blonde whisps of fuzz were thin high up on her thighs and she seemed to be blessed not to induce to shave often. A priveledged life that she never knew a hard day 's oeuvre had made her shaped for only one activity.

As I drove back into her warm, love wetness her branch wrapped around my shank, urging me deeper.

Each jabbing caused her exquisite b cups to wobble with a svelte bounce. I clamped my hands onto them and gave them a serious squeeze.

'' William Tell me my knocker are perfect. '' She made you feel like she could just get off on herself and probably did.

'' Tell me they 're perfect. '' She urged me again.

It was difficult to argue with her and even more hard to do anything that would put an end to fucking her so deeply wish this.

I gave in. I resented it and then owned it. `` They 're thoroughgoing. They are so bally beautifully perfect. I love them. '' I did n't manage about my superbia anymore. I just wanted to go along fucking her like this.

Leaning over her like this, my handwriting propping me up, our faces got closer and closer until we were millimeter apart. It was so lifelike to kiss your lover, but we both knew, had agreed to prevent this unemotional, not personal. But I wanted to now. In the moment it was irressistable. The tension hung in the air as we fucked, her each little aspect so intimate to me now. She was exquisite.

Our brim just touched. Not a kiss. Just an stroke. Then again.

On a subsequent intrusion her backtalk parted in a gasp and I rode in on her intake and waited for her to reciprocate. It was a kiss.

The first few were quite a little and that became more of a lip mashing smooch and before we knew it, my tongue was in her mouth. She was a slapdash countenance, juvenile but passionate and I relished the feeling of her wet tongue in my backtalk. We both enjoyed just how wrong it all was.

She came up for air to say, `` Remember, do n't cum in me. ``

I was already trying to hold back and said so, `` That 's not going to be leisurely ... ''

She teased me, saying, `` Knocking up your wife is going to have to be enough for you. I 'm not going to explain to my best friend that I 'm having her husband 's baby. ``

I could n't tell if she was saying it because it was true or because she wanted me to cum faster. I had to decelerate down a little to not cum right there and then.

She was fucking hot and started to cum on me again. I guess the dirty lecture was working for her too or else she just came really easily because she was gyrating back and Forth under me, a glassy doped up euphoric look in her stoned eyes.

'' Do n't cum yet ! Just hold on a little longer. '' She urged me deeper as she finished, but I could n't stop now. It was too good.

I said, `` You 're gon na name me cum right now ! ``

'' No ! You wo n't ! '' She was dangerous. `` If you do n't cum inside me I 'll let you cum on my case or my staring titty ... '' She let the words hang in the air.

'' Okay ! '' I said.

I pulled out and stood up. My hand on my cock pumping away.

She sat back lazily touching her tits, thinking I would just desire to spray up her pot and pectus.

'' come here ! '' I gestured for her to scooch to the border of the redact and bring her face closer.

'' I want to cum on your face. '' I said.

She smirked, `` I knew it. ``

'' I like your tits too '', I said giving them a squeeze.

'' But you really want to cum on my side. '' She said it in a way that let me jazz she knew how I really felt about her but she did n't really care.

'' Yeah I do. '' I said.

'' What do you want me to do ? '' She was so concerted. I loved it.

'' I want you to smile like you 're getting your picture taken. '' I was going to cum now and I pushed my rose hip forward to aim the tip of my rooster at her face.

Mere inches away, she did n't even flinch. Instead she looked up at me and said, `` Really ? I always knew you did kinky stuff with Cassie ! I knew it ! ``

Then she looked up at me and gave me the perfect big toothy smile from ear to ear. Her trademark smiling. Her smoothing iron clad defense against the globe and I was going to cum on that perfect, smiling font ...

I said, `` Thank you '' and let loose a torrent of cum up her font. She blinked to catch the first gob in her lashes. Striping her forehead I blasted off a few more times, successfully glazing her toothy grin. She was pretty and I said so.

She said thanks and as she did, the pool of semen piled on top of her dentition drained into her mouth and onto her tongue.

'' Happy now ? '' She asked.

I nodded.

'' You want me to swallow it ? '' I could secernate she was n't into it but offered anyway.

'' Yes. '' Of course of instruction I did !

'' assure me this was n't the fuck of your spirit ! '' She was so cocky and egotistical. I knew she was just competing with my married woman now. She wanted me to denounce Cassie even Sir Thomas More than we already had.

She wanted to know that she was skillful than my wife and all I had to say to free her ungoverned sentience of self Charles Frederick Worth was, `` It was. ``

She swallowed with that cocky facial expression on her grimace. Even with gobs of cum sliding down her fount she had no shame. `` You 're receive ! ``

'' Thank you ! '' The parole tumbled out foolishly.

feigning not to pick up what I said, Samantha stood up. `` I better go washout my face off before we get caught. ''

She strutted of to the can naked, throwing her hip joint decidedly as she bounced off to clean herself up.

When she came back I had put myself away and was sitting back where we had started watching the movie. Samantha returned, dressed in her shorts and tshirt again like naught had ever happened. She sat down beside me and lit the joint up again.

Coughing on the hummer she said, `` We can do this again every once in a while. But you ca n't severalise sweet wattle. ``

She did n't even bother passing to me either, smokingmy mourning band to herself ! And I still gave her what she wanted, saying, `` okay. ``

She smiled and said, `` I know I can rely you, because I know you 'll do anything to get to be inside me again. It 's almost precious if it was n't just a little pathetic. ``

I did n't say anything until she turned to me, `` Tell me I 'm right. That you will do anything I want so you can fuck me again and that it 's wretched. Admit it, right now or this will never pass again. ``

I admit everything and she turns back to the tv, still smug and chesty, saying, `` That 's right… ''

Needless to say I encourage my wife to have her booster halt with us whenever potential. Samantha 's scented pussy is worth it every time .