`` 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 minute ago but I was staying up to hang out with our houseguest, her near friend. My wife is seven months 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 make-do bed for her on the floor of our sustenance way with shock absorber and mantle that she could sleep on. It took up the entire floor and butted right up against our cast too. So after Acacia farnesiana had gotten up to go to bed, it left just me and Samantha laying in her pseudo bed.

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

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

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

What kind 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 unlike shapes. mass like different things. For object lesson I like a big ass and you do n't really find big bum sexy. ``

I knew that Samantha had said that she did n't like big asses because she had said as much to Acacia farnesiana which we thought was odd because it was the solely feature about herself that Samantha did n't call up was perfect tense. I did.

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

I pushed a little further. `` Cassie said you do n't wish your ass. ``

She brushed off my comment easily. `` I like my ass but I wish it was a piddling small-scale. ``

'' No way ! '' I said.

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

'' I do. If you were n't salutary 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 dandy. 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 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 butts ? I just think they 're fat. And I do n't require to be fat. '' She wanted more flattery.

'' That 's what 's so good about yours. You have long legs and a flat tummy and lose weight munition but you still have this big stave booty. It 's awe-inspiring. '' I said.

Taken aback a little by my quick estimate of her body she said, `` Thanks, I guess. ''

'' You asked. '' I protested. `` I 'm just being honest. Women should be easy in seat, thats what makes them so attractive. If a woman works out too a great deal and she gets pectoralis ... yuck. Tone is nice but you want a big butt and soft tits. ``

'' Oh, I have perfect 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 wad. This fucking movie is making me randy and Steve is at home and you 're here and Cassie 's asleep. I just want some dismission. Can you handle that ? '' She said.

I was blown away. `` Seriously ? ``

'' Yeah. reckon I saw the erotica on your computer earlier too, okay ? Got some weft of me fuse in there too I see. It was pretty fucking dirty ! ''

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

'' I think we can fit to just keep this physical. I just want to get off. I would n't be the for the first time girl who fucked her Sister 's boyfriend. '' She said.

'' Husband. '' I reminded her.

'' Right. Well we 're also not really Sister 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 storey mattress and slid down her closely small booty drawers down those foresighted thighs and then got on all four facing away from me. Facing the tv in fact. So she could keep back watching the movie.

Her ass was so fucking perfect, two perfect ravisher and her long thighs propped them up to a unadulterated dick height. Her tan was halcyon on her skin and I could make out her secret pink, so short and neatly trimmed but completely ask round and sweet.

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

I did n't own an answer for that. So in lieu of a sapless apology I got up behind her and got my dick out. I was achingly hard now.

'' No condom ? '' I asked.

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

I spit on my deal and rubbed it over the fountainhead of my rooster to get it wet before running over her back talk to find oneself the right spot.

She shuddered a distich time saying, `` Go retard. I want to you to really feel me. ``

I do as she asks and go slow up at foremost, just dipping into her an column inch or two each 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 grass over like this, Samantha 's hip meat pinched and squeezed out the back making her ass even juicier. My digit sink in and guide her, pulling her toward me to my speech rhythm.

She moans. I am thrilled that she 's enjoying my campaign. I reach deep and hit bottom inside her. Just at her deepest could I finger her big warm up cheeks touch my breadbasket 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 ! Keep doing that ! '' Samantha was enjoying herself.

sweet wattle told me that Samantha did n't like kinky hooey. 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 beneficial idea ! ``

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

We both chuckled a piddling. We each knew that my married woman was a pretty heavy sleeper. Samantha was such a lousy friend to sweet wattle. I knew she did n't give a screw about anybody but herself. Not that I was in any lieu to judge her. I do n't even comparable Samantha but I ca n't serve 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 ground I did n't remember it would be so well-to-do but I was n't going to complain.

'' Yeah ! Yes, yes ... yup ! Aww thats feel so fucking dependable ! Do n't stop ! Do n't lay off ! 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 minute and gave her a brief relief, just enjoying the thought of her prominent mantrap of an ass as her spikelet flexed, unarching slowly. Her ribcage expanded and contracted through her rigorous niggling tshirt as she came down from her summit. My cock slid in and out of her so easy now slick with her juices.

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

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

I started up again as I gripped her duncical white ass brass in my greedy fingers.

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

At number 1 I thought she was signalling that she was done now and I should put my bloomers back on. That was the variety of cocker princess evasive action I 'd require 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 lilliputian tshirt over her head. My cock was rigid and pointing at her as if to accuse the culprit in this crime.

She had a smirk on her facial expression that betrayed her verbalise self-confidence as she stood over me completely naked, knowing that I was transfixed by her perfect body. Her high-handedness was justified and even though that sort 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 head back between her shiny lips and was mounting her again. Her yearn slender stage folded around me and I ran my men their entire length. They were so gentle. Her downey blonde whisps of hair were slim eminent up on her thighs and she seemed to be blessed not to make to plane often. A priveledged life that she never knew a voiceless day 's employment had made her shaped for only one activity.

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

Each poke caused her exquisite b cupful to shimmy with a slight bounce. I clamped my hands onto them and gave them a serious squeeze.

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

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

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

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

Leaning over her like this, my script propping me up, our faces got closer and closer until we were millimetre apart. It was so natural to kiss 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 fiddling expression so familiar to me now. She was exquisite.

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

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

The first few were mass and that became more of a lip mashing smack and before we knew it, my tongue was in her mouth. She was a sloppy kisser, juvenile person but passionate and I relished the feeling of her wet knife in my rima oris. We both enjoyed just how awry it all was.

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

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

She teased me, saying, `` Knocking up your married woman 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 enjoin if she was saying it because it was admittedly 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 bind on a piddling longer. '' She urged me mystifying 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 serious. `` If you do n't cum inside me I 'll let you cum on my boldness or my perfect tits ... '' She let the words hang in the air.

'' OK ! '' I said.

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

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

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

'' I want to cum on your brass. '' 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 face. '' She said it in a way that let me screw she knew how I really felt about her but she did n't really care.

'' Yeah I do. '' I said.

'' What do you need me to do ? '' She was so conjunctive. I loved it.

'' I want you to smile like you 're getting your ikon taken. '' I was going to cum now and I pushed my coxa forward to aim the tip of my stopcock at her face.

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

Then she looked up at me and gave me the perfect big toothy grin from ear to ear. Her stylemark smile. Her atomic number 26 clad refutation against the public and I was going to cum on that perfect, smiling grimace ...

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

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

'' happy now ? '' She asked.

I nodded.

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

'' Yes. '' Of course I did !

'' evidence me this was n't the roll in the hay of your life ! '' She was so cocky and egotistical. I knew she was just competing with my wife now. She wanted me to tell on cassie even to a greater extent than we already had.

She wanted to recognise that she was better than my wife and all I had to say to apologise her unbridled sense of self worth was, `` It was. ``

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

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

Pretending not to take heed what I said, Samantha stood up. `` I better go wash my human face off before we get caught. ''

She strutted of to the bath naked, throwing her hips decidedly as she bounced off to pick herself up.

When she came back I had put myself away and was sitting back where we had started watching the motion picture. 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 hummer she said, `` We can do this again every once in a while. But you ca n't tell Acacia farnesiana. ``

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 hope 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 minuscule silly. ``

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

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

Needless to say I encourage my wife to have her Friend stoppage with us whenever possible. Samantha 's sweet snatch is worth it every time .