It's Sat ! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my window through slightly cracked blinds. Saturday is the day I always spend with my best champion Jennifer. We have been friends for years and stayed friend through my teenage maternity as well as two subsequent divorces.

Through all that Jennifer has stayed a true and steadily admirer. So even though we met in school and could easily have drifted apart, we just stayed close. I always think of her when I see a funny meme, or I get a random fact stuck in my mind.

At thirty four my band of ally has significantly shrunk. Especially after my divorcement. My ex apparently bad mouthed me all over townsfolk and my so squall Friend look down their nose at me now when I see them.

Anyhow, It's Saturday and I get up and do my break of day grooming routine. Then I dress and hop into my car. I make decent money as a software engineer. It allows me to exercise from home and cook a decent living. So my car is a fully reinstate 1967 Ford Mustang fastback. I had it painted ardour locomotive red and made sure I got a framework with the 390 cubic in engine.

At three hundred XX horsepower, my little darlin purrs like a very wild kitten. Anyways, I shifted gear wheel and backed out of my private road. I took the long way to Jennifers theater and rolled down my window. It was brisk and the tree diagram were turning beautiful Au and red. I live in a metropolis called Middleton in the northerly half of the continental United States.

My hair whipped around in the wind as I drove, tickling my neck. I usually put it in a ponytail but today was my virtually casual day. I was wearing jean shorts, the ones with spandex in them. What ? They are so much leisurely to put on. My ass is fully grown than it used to be and I need all the magic trick at my disposal.

I pulled into Jennifers driveway a little after 8 AM and walked to the patio door on the side of her theatre. It doesn't lock and I just slipped right in. I could take heed her in the kitchen, clanking and banging pan together. So I snuck around the niche and jumped out at her."Boo, got you !"I said after I landed with my hired hand in the air and my substructure spread ridiculously.

Jennifer jumped a foot in the air, a frighten look on her face. When she landed she spun toward me and started cursing."What the fuck, Joyce. Are you trying to give me a bosom attack ? If you ever fucking do that again I swear I will… why are you laughing so hard ? This isn't funny !"I was nearly bent double I was laughing so hard. I tried fruitlessly to catch my breathing spell, her red facial expression and pee-pee look making me laugh so practically harder,"Ha huff wait a sec, whoo wee that was laughable !"

I took another deep hint and looked at her. She wasn't so red anymore and she had a little smiling of her own gracing her backtalk."You nearly made me rat my pants James Augustine Aloysius Joyce, I hate it when you do that ! I swear I'll get that patio door fixed one of the days !"I giggled and walked over to her and gave her a big warm hug. Now Jennifer might seem small but its deceptive. Her mode and trunk oral communication cover a touchy personality. She is about six inches light than me but in way better shape.

I always wish I had the drive to sour out as much as she does but I guess virtually people wish the same, especially when acquaintance with somebody like Jennifer. Her consistence has been many guys wet dream I'm sure."So what are you making ?"I asked her. She blinked up at me for a moment then stepped back from our embrace and walked to the kitchen stove.

"Well I was making an omelet before you scared me into adjacent week."She said as she resumed poking at her omelette with a spatula. I sat at the counter after pouring myself a cup of coffee. I know where all her cups are and everything else in her house of course of instruction. I've been here a million prison term after all.

I sipped my deep brown and she finished her omelet and sat across from me."So what have you been up to the last few workweek ?"She asked me very innocently. Her sham coy act cracked me up a trivial. I grinned at her and she winked."Yes, I have an update on the unanimous three approximation you gave me."I then proceeded to state her what my experience had been like.

She listened avidly. Her eye stayed focused on me, barely blinking and I must say, it was intense. Jennifer's eyes are a wakeful leafy vegetable and she can burn a jam with those eyes it seems like sometimes. I stumbled a few times while telling my story, not used to her intense examination. When I finished she blinked and leaned back into her chair.

She inhaled and dropped down out of her chair."Let's go into the support room, I want to be comfortable."Then she strode into the living room with a determined footstep. I stared at her back as she walked away. I wasn't used to these sort of dictation from her. She was usually a little more suggestive instead of demanding. I guess she is feeling herself this morning or something.

I moved into the living room and joined Jennifer on the sofa. She gave me a serious look and said"I knew you would like fucking two bozo at once. You know how I know that James Augustine Aloysius Joyce ?"I shook my head, ineffective to see where she was headed in this conversation."It's because you, sweetheart, are a whore. I always suspected but this confirms it. You're a whore and and a slut. You like two guys at the Saame time and I bet that now you will never be able to just fuck a guy without thinking about that threesome."

I just stared into her eyes. I was completely floored by her Christian Bible. I wasn't a tinker's damn whore ! Was I ? She smiled at me. Her smile was all teeth and it wasn't a particularly overnice grinning."Here I'll prove it"Jennifer reached out and snap up my font with both bridge player. She then jerked me send on roughly and kissed me, hard.

I was shocked and a trivial frighten away. I didn't react at first, unable to process what was happening. The she nipped my lip with her tooth and thing low in my belly responded. I leaned into the kiss and she snaked her tongue into my mouthpiece, flicking it over my teeth as she did so.

I tentatively stroked my own natural language over hers. Jennifer slid one of her helping hand from my look and grabbed one of my titty. I gasped when she pinched my teat. She broke the kiss and grinned at me."I told you that you were a whore Joyce. Look, all I did was buss you and you got all hot and bothered."I blushed and she cackled. I started to lean back but she grabbed my neck opening and kissed me again.

Her osculation were pressing and nearly bruising. I got lost in the way she tasted, her tongue flicked over mine and she teased my fathom lip with her teeth. I don't have sex how yearn we kissed. minute of arc, minute ? Who knows ? All I know is eventually I was breathing intemperate and aching with each kiss. Jennifers hands had hanker since started roaming over me, cupping a breast, stroking my typeface, caressing my back.

Now I felt her hand lay apartment against my belly and slide down. I felt her fingers at my waistband, then as she dipped into my shorts, beneath my panties. I gasped as she cupped me, her fingerbreadth exploring the substance of me. I was wet and very, very, horny. Jennifer sighed as she felt how wet I was."I knew you were a minuscule slut. I've know for a spell but this confirms it for me. Your snatch is soaking wet. You like me taking rush don't you Joyce ?"

I nodded wordlessly. She kissed me again then again, her fingers stroking my pussy. It felt so damn well. I was willing to bet that she had fingered a woman before. She was a couple knuckles deep and putting imperativeness on my g position. I moaned, loudly. She pressed snug and slipped her finger even deeper into my core.

I squirmed and she grabbed my cervix and tilted my forefront down so our oculus locked."James Augustine Aloysius Joyce ? I want you to cum for me. I want you to come on my fingers baby !"Her intense honey oil eyes locked onto my gaze, combined with her fingers in my cunt, threw me over the sharpness into orgasm. I shook in her grasp, my pussy clamping down hard around her fingers. I let out a gasp and then moaned really tawdry. She just continued to feel me, her script never slowed at all, even with me squirming.

As my orgasm subsided she withdrew her hand and pushed me back onto the couch. She then lifted my hips and removed my shorts and panties at the Sami time. Grasping my ankles, she looked down at my body beneath her."I wanted to do this for a patch now you know. I am glad you finally figured out what a cyprian you are."

She spread my legs and slid down so her cheek was inches from my pussy. She looked me in the eyes and then put her unscathed oral cavity over top of my wet cunt. I jerked a little as her tongue went to work on my clit. She flicked my button and then thrust her tongue deep into me. I was dripping already but her saliva just made me even wetter.

She made me cum again a bit later, after slipping two finger's breadth into my dripping topper. I arched my backrest and my thighs were shaking. She gripped me punishing with one paw while the former slid in and out of my pussy relentlessly. I convulsed, my vagina was sensitive after multiple orgasms, all that blood close to the open of my genitals making it crack hard to brush off how hard she was fucking me situation orgasm.

She chuckled and reached her other hand that wasn't fucking me up to my throat. She placed her hand around my neck opening and as she fingered my wet gob with one hand she started choking me with the former. Her fingers dug into the tegument of my pharynx as her other hired man hand steadily slipped in and out of me. I couldn't breathing time, I was choking but I was also about to cum again. My body couldn't decide if it wanted to orgasm or rest and I locked up, my manus gripping the couch hard as my unhurt body went taught. Jennifer slid another finger into my cunt as she choked me.

My vision was darkening as my lack of oxygen nearly rendered me unconscious mind. Her third finger slipping into me and her increased pace along with the lack of atomic number 8 was overwhelming. She released my throat suddenly and I took a deep shuddering hint and my physical structure tried to catch up all at once.

I screamed at the ceiling as I came knockout than I ever had before. My breathing time came in gravel gasps as her fingers never stopped fucking my pussy. I was clenching my knees around her bridge player as I bucked in her clutches. She forced my ramification apart and moved up my soundbox after removing her finger's breadth from my core. She kissed her way up my body, finally landing on my lips.

I gripped her desperately, returning her kiss with a greedy need I hadn't felt before. She had just made me fell so damn serious. I wanted to reelect that, to make her tone what I just felt. But if you haven't realized yet, I wasn't in control here, Jennifer was. She nipped my modest lip and sighed into my ear, her whole body on top of me pressing me into the couch.

"I like when you scream as I make you cum. Your a thoroughly slight slut aren't you James Augustine Aloysius Joyce ? William Tell me that your a good short slut."I was desperate to feel good again, so I nodded."I am a good little slut."She smiled and kissed me again. Then she flipped me onto my hands and articulatio genus."I always wanted to jazz you and eat your ass Joyce. You have an amazingly aphrodisiacal body and don't even know."

She slipped her fingers back into my dripping slit. I felt her tongue on my cocksucker and gasped as she probed into me, parting my sphincter muscle with ease and working her fingers deeper into me at the Lapplander time. I shuddered with pleasure as she continued to lick and finger fuck me. She was very skilled and I knew this wasn't her first of all time with a fair sex.

Suddenly she spanked me, hard. It stung but that combined with the other input I was feeling pushed me over the border and I came again. I hadn't cum this much during my threesome a week ago. She continued to spank me every few arcminute causing pain to blush after every slap. After each slap she would stroke her glossa over my butthole or probe into it and it distracted me from the pain.

I was on the edge again when suddenly Jennifer stood, dragging me up with her so my back was pressed into her nominal head. She reached up, grabbing my throat again while her other hand fucked me roughly."That's right James Augustine Aloysius Joyce, you are gon na cum for me again you little slut. I want you to scream again baby. Scream for me !"

She gripped my neck so hard it hurt and my knees nearly gave out. She held me up by her hairgrip on my neck and her fingers in my pussy. I could suddenly breath again as she released my neck opening and grabbed my tit hard. It was just enough to push me into another screaming orgasm. I collapsed onto the floor, my knees giving out completely as I came. I dragged Jennifer down with me, still clutching my titty and fingering me. I shuddered in her grip and snag were sliding down my font."Please, please Jennifer !"I begged semi coherently. She grabbed my head and tilted it, forcing her lips onto my backtalk. She stole my breath right out of my back talk, causing my sum to flutter.

She released the kiss and I inhaled gratefully. She stood, her finger dripping from my puss. She looked down at me and smiled."From now on, you're my little slut, you hear me James Joyce. Mine, if you want to fuck somebody else, you ask me first. Do you infer ?"I nodded and her face hardened."Answer me bitch."I coughed and clutched my throat."I understand."She relaxed and crouched next to me."We are going to have some serious times baby, I promise. Now come here, you need a shower."

She helped me up and walked me into her bedroom. She helped me shower then put me in her bed. I collapsed, exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, not caring about how harsh she had been. I knew that when it counted, she would make me feel good and really that's all I cared about.

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