`` You keep staring at my legs. '' Samantha did n't even look at me. She just knew. My wife mimosa bush had gone to bed an 60 minutes ago but I was staying up to hang out with our house guest, her Charles Herbert Best friend. My wife is seven calendar month fraught right now and she has been falling asleep early each nighttime so Samantha and I have been watching a few late Night movies together.

'' Sorry. '' I said. We had made a makeshift bed for her on the floor of our living room with cushions and cover that she could sleep on. It took up the total floor and butted mighty up against our lounge too. So after Cassie had gotten up to go to bed, it left just me and Samantha laying in her faker bed.

She was n't even distracted from the picture we were watching as she said, `` It 's finely. I 'm used to jest at staring. ``

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

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

What form of question is that ? But I gave the answer she was looking for. `` trusted. Does n't everyone ? ``

'' Acacia farnesiana does n't really have longsighted stage. Thats all. '' She finally looked at me.

'' I like her legs too. '' I countered lamely, `` I love different flesh. multitude like different matter. For example I like a big ass and you do n't really find big asses sexy. ``

I knew that Samantha had said that she did n't like big buns because she had said as much to scented wattle which we thought was odd because it was the sole feature article about herself that Samantha did n't think was stark. I did.

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

I pushed a little further. `` scented wattle 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 smaller. ``

'' No way ! '' I said.

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

'' I do. If you were n't outdo friends 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 cool dude. She 's like my sister. 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 pledge with this wine ... and weed makes me ruttish. '' She was blunt and she was playing me.

'' Well I ca n't excuse about that. '' I said.

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

'' That 's what 's so good about yours. You have long legs and a monotonic tummy and dilute arms but you still have this big round dirty money. It 's awing. '' I said.

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

'' You asked. '' I protested. `` I 'm just being honest. woman should be soft in stead, thats what makes them so attractive. If a cleaning woman works out too much and she gets pecs ... yuck. whole step is nice but you want a big buns and voiced tits. ``

'' Oh, I have perfect breast. They 're awful. '' Samantha was so confident.

I kept staring at her legs 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 know and get it out of the way. ``

I was shocked. `` What ? ``

'' Just physical. No big trade. This get laid pic is making me horny and Steve is at household and you 're here and Cassie 's asleep. I just want some sack. Can you handle that ? '' She said.

I was blown away. `` Seriously ? ``

'' Yeah. Look I saw the porno on your computer earlier too, okay ? Got some plectrum of me commingle in there too I see. It was pretty fucking filthy ! ''

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

'' I think we can agree to just preserve this forcible. I just want to get off. I would n't be the first girl who fucked her sister 's boyfriend. '' She said.

'' Husband. '' I reminded her.

'' right field. wellspring we 're also not really sisters either. '' She could be snotty when she felt like it. `` I 'll make it easy for you. ``

And with that Samantha popped up off the trading floor mattress and slid down her squiffy little booty underdrawers down those long thighs and then got on all fours facing away from me. Facing the tv in fact. So she could keep watching the movie.

Her ass was so fucking perfective tense, two perfect peach tree and her long second joint propped them up to a perfect cock height. Her tan was fortunate on her peel and I could stimulate out her buck private pink, so short and neatly trimmed but completely ask round and sweet.

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

I did n't induce an solution for that. So in lieu of a weak alibi I got up behind her and got my hammer out. I was achingly hard 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 hammer to get it wet before running over her lip to find the correct spot.

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

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

I dug my fingers into her buttock like I had always wanted to. Bent over like this, Samantha 's hip nub pinched and squeezed out the back making her ass even juicier. My fingerbreadth sink in and manoeuver her, pulling her toward me to my rhythm.

She moans. I am thrilled that she 's enjoying my exertion. I reach deep and hit can inside her. Just at her deepest could I feel her big warm brass touch my belly slightly. Touch down.

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

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

sweet acacia told me that Samantha did n't like kinky stuff and nonsense. I was so happy 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 expert idea ! ``

She did n't seem to care what I said. She was just getting her fuck on. But there was a stress in her voice as she concentrated on getting herself off. `` Yeah, keep back going ! I 'm gon na cum ! keep open your voice down, you do n't require Acacia farnesiana to inflame up ! ``

We both chuckled a little. We each knew that my wife was a pretty heavy sleeper goby. Samantha was such a lousy friend to Cassie. I knew she did n't hand a fuck about anybody but herself. Not that I was in any stead to judge her. I do n't even 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 remember it would be so easy but I was n't going to complain.

'' Yeah ! Yes, yes ... yup ! Aww thats spirit so fucking honorable ! Do n't check ! Do n't contain ! Yeesssss ! '' With a groan she bumped up on me to the hilt, held herself there and gently ground her pussy against me.

I slowed for a consequence and gave her a brief rest, just enjoying the prospect of her spectacular peach tree of an ass as her spine flexed, unarching slowly. Her ribcage expanded and contracted through her closely petty tshirt as she came down from her vizor. My cock slid in and out of her so slowly now slick with her juices.

'' I 'm a really well-fixed lay. '' She said.

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

I started up again as I gripped her thick white ass impertinence in my greedy finger.

She said, `` Fuck ! You 're a bit bigger than Steve. '' That 's always nice to hear. I started getting a good rhythm going when she said, `` Okay, my stifle are killing me. ``

At showtime I thought she was signalling that she was done now and I should put my pants back on. That was the kind of spoilt princess maneuver I 'd expect from her. Instead, she got up off her knees and brushed her shorts to her ankles and stepped out of them in a graceful step and pulled her small tshirt over her oral sex. My cock was inflexible and pointing at her as if to accuse the perpetrator in this crime.

She had a smirk on her face that betrayed her utter confidence as she stood over me completely naked, knowing that I was transfixed by her perfect soundbox. Her arrogance 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 thighs 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 head back between her bright back talk and was mounting her again. Her hanker slender legs folded around me and I ran my paw their entire duration. They were so sonant. Her downey blond whisps of hair were slight high school up on her thighs and she seemed to be blessed not to have to knock off often. A priveledged life history that she never knew a concentrated day 's work had made her shaped for only one activity.

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

Each poking caused her dainty b cups to shimmy with a fragile bounce. I clamped my hands onto them and gave them a serious squeeze.

'' 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 double-dyed. '' She urged me again.

It was unmanageable to fence with her and even more unmanageable to do anything that would put an end to fucking her so deeply like this.

I gave in. I resented it and then owned it. `` They 're stark. They are so fucking beautifully perfect. I love them. '' I did n't care about my pride anymore. I just wanted to keep fucking her like this.

Leaning over her like this, my hands propping me up, our faces got closer and closer until we were millimetre apart. It was so natural to osculate your lover, but we both knew, had agreed to keep this restrained, not personal. But I wanted to now. In the moment it was irressistable. The tautness hung in the air as we fucked, her each little look so intimate to me now. She was exquisite.

Our lips just touched. Not a osculation. Just an fortuity. Then again.

On a subsequent encroachment her backtalk parted in a pant and I rode in on her inhalation and waited for her to reciprocate. It was a kiss.

The first few were pecks and that became to a greater extent of a lip mashing smooch and before we knew it, my lingua was in her mouth. She was a muddy kisser, juvenile person but passionate and I relished the opinion of her wet clapper in my back talk. We both enjoyed just how wrongly 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 easy ... ''

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 respectable friend that I 'm having her hubby 's baby. ``

I could n't tell if she was saying it because it was avowedly or because she wanted me to cum faster. I had to slow 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 talk 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 facial expression in her stoned eyes.

'' Do n't cum yet ! Just go for 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 make me cum right now ! ``

'' No ! You wo n't ! '' She was good. `` If you do n't cum inside me I 'll let you cum on my face or my perfect mamilla ... '' She let the words hang in the air.

'' Okay ! '' I said.

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

She sat back lazily touching her nipple, thinking I would just require to spray up her breadbasket and thorax.

'' semen here ! '' I gestured for her to scooch to the boundary of the couch and bring her brass closer.

'' I want to cum on your boldness. '' 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 face. '' She said it in a way that let me cognize 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 accommodative. 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 hips forward to aim the tip of my dick 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 hooey with Cassie ! I knew it ! ``

Then she looked up at me and gave me the double-dyed big toothy smile from ear to ear. Her earmark smile. Her smoothing iron clad defense against the world and I was going to cum on that double-dyed, smiling face ...

I said, `` Thank you '' and let let loose a torrent of cum up her face. She blinked to catch the first gob in her lashes. Striping her os frontale I blasted off a few to a greater extent times, successfully glazing her toothy smile. She was pretty and I said so.

She said thanks and as she did, the pool of cum piled on top of her teeth drained into her sass and onto her tongue.

'' felicitous now ? '' She asked.

I nodded.

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

'' Yes. '' Of track I did !

'' recount me this was n't the fuck of your sprightliness ! '' She was so cocky and egotistical. I knew she was just competing with my wife now. She wanted me to shit Cassie even more than than we already had.

She wanted to experience that she was better than my married woman and all I had to say to apologize her unbridled sensation of ego worth was, `` It was. ``

She swallowed with that cocky feeling on her face. Even with loads of cum sliding down her face she had no shame. `` You 're welcome ! ``

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

pretense not to get a line what I said, Samantha stood up. `` I better go wash my face off before we get caught. ''

She strutted of to the bathroom naked, throwing her coxa 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 nothing had ever happened. She sat down beside me and lit the marijuana cigarette up again.

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

She did n't even gravel passing to me either, smokingmy green goddess to herself ! And I still gave her what she wanted, saying, `` okey. ``

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

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 pathetic. Admit it, right now or this will never fall out 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 married woman to consume her friend stay with us whenever possible. Samantha 's sweet kitty-cat is worth it every time .