`` You keep staring at my legs. '' Samantha did n't even look at me. She just knew. My married woman Cassie had gone to bed an hr ago but I was staying up to cling out with our houseguest, her considerably friend. My wife is seven months meaning right now and she has been falling asleep early each Nox 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 storey of our living way with cushions and blankets that she could sleep on. It took up the integral floor and butted right wing up against our couch too. So after Cassie had gotten up to go to bed, it left just me and Samantha laying in her imposter bed.

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

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

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

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

'' Cassie does n't really have long legs. Thats all. '' She finally looked at me.

'' I like her legs too. '' I countered lamely, `` I love different SHAPE. masses like different things. For good example I like a big ass and you do n't really incur big rear end sexy. ``

I knew that Samantha had said that she did n't like big derriere because she had said as often to Cassie which we thought was odd because it was the only feature article about herself that Samantha did n't cerebrate was perfect. I did.

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

I pushed a petty further. `` sweet wattle said you do n't wish 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 determine this funny. `` You like it, huh ? ``

'' I do. If you were n't right friends with my wife I would be hitting on you right now. '' I said. I could n't consider 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 just ... cuz I thought you were trying to get me drunk with this wine ... and weed makes me aroused. '' She was blunt and she was playing me.

'' Well I ca n't apologize 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 adept about yours. You have hanker stage and a flavorless pot and thin arms but you still have this big round swag. It 's awesome. '' I said.

Taken aback a piffling by my immediate estimation of her eubstance she said, `` Thanks, I guess. ''

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

'' Oh, I have everlasting breasts. They 're awesome. '' 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 have it off and get it out of the way. ``

I was shocked. `` What ? ``

'' Just physical. No big deal. This fucking movie is making me aroused and Steve is at habitation and you 're here and Cassie 's asleep. I just want some exit. Can you handle that ? '' She said.

I was blown away. `` Seriously ? ``

'' Yeah. Look 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 live what to say. `` Oh ... Yeah ... I ... ''

'' I think we can hold to just retain this physical. I just want to get off. I would n't be the outset little girl who fucked her sister 's boyfriend. '' She said.

'' Husband. '' I reminded her.

'' rightfulness. Well we 're also not really sister either. '' She could be snotty when she felt like it. `` I 'll make water it wanton for you. ``

And with that Samantha popped up off the floor mattress and slid down her tight piddling booty short circuit down those long second joint and then got on all fours facing away from me. Facing the tv in fact. So she could stay fresh watching the movie.

Her ass was so fucking perfect, two perfect smasher and her foresightful thighs propped them up to a unadulterated stopcock height. Her tan was lucky on her skin and I could make out her private pink, so short circuit and neatly trimmed but completely inviting and sweet.

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

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

'' No prophylactic ? '' I asked.

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

I spit on my manus and rubbed it over the heading of my rooster to get it wet before running over her lips to find the correct spot.

She shuddered a couple clip saying, `` Go retard. 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 clip. She was plastered than Cassie, but still wet and I kept dipping deeper. It felt so good.

I dug my fingers into her nerve like I had always wanted to. Bent over like this, Samantha 's hip meat pinched and squeezed out the back making her ass even juicier. My finger's breadth 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 feel her big warm boldness touch my stomach slightly. Touch down.

I fuck her a little harder and force 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 stuff. I was so well-chosen to be inside her like this that I did n't presume try anything that might plow her off. Instead I dumbly said, `` This was a really commodity musical theme ! ``

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

We both chuckled a fiddling. We each knew that my wife was a pretty heavy railroad tie. Samantha was such a lousy Quaker to Cassie. I knew she did n't give a ass about anybody but herself. Not that I was in any position to judge her. I do n't even like Samantha but I ca n't facilitate myself and here I am laughing at my wife 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 mean it would be so sluttish but I was n't going to complain.

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

I slowed for a mo and gave her a brief rest, just enjoying the view of her salient salmon pink of an ass as her spine flexed, unarching slowly. Her ribcage expanded and contracted through her pie-eyed footling tshirt as she came down from her blossom. My turncock slid in and out of her so easy now slick with her juices.

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

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

I started up again as I gripped her thick white ass cheeks in my greedy digit.

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

At first I thought she was signalling that she was done now and I should put my pants back on. That was the form of mollycoddle princess manoeuvre I 'd expect from her. Instead, she got up off her articulatio genus and brushed her shorts to her ankle joint and stepped out of them in a refined step and pulled her lilliputian tshirt over her head. My stopcock was rigid and pointing at her as if to criminate the culprit in this crime.

She had a smirk on her expression that betrayed her stark sureness as she stood over me completely naked, knowing that I was transfixed by her perfect body. Her lordliness was justified and even though that kind of cockiness irritated me, right now I found it mesmerizingly attractive.

She sat on the sofa, 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 head back between her lustrous back talk and was mounting her again. Her retentive slender legs folded around me and I ran my hands their entire length. They were so soft. Her downey blond whisps of whisker were thin high up on her thighs and she seemed to be blessed not to have to trim often. A priveledged life that she never knew a intemperate day 's work had made her shaped for only one activity.

As I drove back into her warm, dear wetness her legs wrapped around my waist, urging me deeper.

Each stab caused her dainty b cups to shimmy with a slim bounce. I clamped my hands onto them and gave them a serious power play.

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

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

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

I gave in. I resented it and then owned it. `` They 're perfect. 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 millimeters apart. It was so born to buss your lover, but we both knew, had agreed to keep this reticent, not personal. But I wanted to now. In the moment it was irressistable. The tension hung in the air as we fucked, her each footling expression so insinuate to me now. She was exquisite.

Our back talk just touched. Not a buss. Just an accident. Then again.

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

The beginning few were muckle and that became more of a lip mashing smooch and before we knew it, my tongue was in her mouthpiece. She was a sloppy kisser, juvenile person but passionate and I relished the feeling of her wet tongue in my mouthpiece. We both enjoyed just how incorrectly it all was.

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

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

She teased me, saying, `` Knocking up your wife is going to feature 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 enjoin if she was saying it because it was true 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 River under me, a glassy doped up euphoric look in her stoned eyes.

'' Do n't cum yet ! Just curb 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 brass or my perfect tits ... '' She let the intelligence hang in the air.

'' Okay ! '' I said.

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

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

'' Come here ! '' I gestured for her to scooch to the edge of the couch and play her expression closer.

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

She smirked, `` I knew it. ``

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

'' But you really want to cum on my human face. '' She said it in a way that let me have a go at it 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 cooperative. 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 cock at her face.

Mere inches away, she did n't even funk. 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 perfective tense big toothy smiling from ear to ear. Her trademark smile. Her iron clad defense against the world and I was going to cum on that gross, smiling expression ...

I said, `` Thank you '' and let let loose a torrent of cum up her typeface. She blinked to catch the world-class gob in her lashes. Striping her os frontale I blasted off a few Sir Thomas More 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 mouth and onto her tongue.

'' well-chosen now ? '' She asked.

I nodded.

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

'' Yes. '' Of grade I did !

'' say me this was n't the fuck of your life story ! '' She was so cocky and egotistical. I knew she was just competing with my married woman now. She wanted me to stag mimosa bush even more than we already had.

She wanted to know that she was better than my wife and all I had to say to justify her uncurbed mother wit of ego worth was, `` It was. ``

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

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

pretence not to hear what I said, Samantha stood up. `` I better go airstream my aspect off before we get caught. ''

She strutted of to the toilet naked, throwing her hips decidedly as she bounced off to scavenge 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 joint up again.

Coughing on the fume she said, `` We can do this again every once in a while. But you ca n't tell Cassie. ``

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

She smiled and said, `` I know I can entrust 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 piffling misfortunate. ``

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

I admit everything and she turns back to the tv, still self-satisfied and arrogant, saying, `` That 's right… ''

phonograph needle to say I encourage my wife to have her friend stay with us whenever potential. Samantha 's fresh pussy is worth it every time .