It's Sabbatum ! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my window through slightly cracked screen. Saturday is the day I always spend with my Best friend Jennifer. We have been acquaintance for years and stayed supporter through my teenage gestation as well as two subsequent divorces.

Through all that Jennifer has stayed a genuine and steady friend. So even though we met in schooling and could easily give birth drifted apart, we just stayed close. I always think of her when I see a suspect meme, or I get a random fact stuck in my head.

At thirty four my roofy of acquaintance has significantly shrunk. Especially after my divorcement. My ex apparently bad mouthed me all over town and my so squall friends look down their noses at me now when I see them.

Anyhow, It's Sabbatum and I get up and do my morning grooming function. Then I dress and hop into my car. I make decent money as a software program technologist. It allows me to make from place and lay down a in good order living. So my car is a fully touch on 1967 fording Mustang fastback. I had it painted fire locomotive engine red and made sure enough I got a model with the 390 cubic in engine.

At three hundred XX H.P., my little darlin purrs like a very wild kitten. Anyways, I shifted gears and backed out of my driveway. I took the hanker way to Jennifers firm and rolled down my window. It was brisk and the trees were turning beautiful gold and red. I live in a metropolis called Middleton in the Northern half of the continental United States.

My whisker whipped around in the wind as I drove, tickling my cervix. I usually put it in a ponytail but today was my most casual day. I was wearing blue jean shorts, the ones with spandex in them. What ? They are so much comfortable to put on. My ass is grownup than it used to be and I need all the magic at my disposal.

I pulled into Jennifers driveway a little after 8 AM and walked to the patio door on the English of her menage. It doesn't curl and I just slipped right in. I could see her in the kitchen, clanking and banging pan together. So I snuck around the corner and jumped out at her."Boo, got you !"I said after I landed with my hands in the air and my feet spread ridiculously.

Jennifer jumped a understructure in the air, a frightened look on her side. When she landed she spun toward me and started cursing."What the fuck, James Augustine Aloysius Joyce. Are you trying to sacrifice me a nitty-gritty plan of 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 difficult. I tried fruitlessly to catch my breath, her red face and pissed looking at making me laugh so much harder,"Ha huff postponement a sec, whoo wee that was odd !"

I took another late breath and looked at her. She wasn't so red anymore and she had a piffling grin of her own gracing her mouth."You nearly made me take a crap my pants 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 manner and trunk language cover a feisty personality. She is about six inches unforesightful than me but in way better figure.

I always wish I had the movement to act out as much as she does but I guess most people wish the same, especially when friends with mortal like Jennifer. Her body has been many guys wet dream I'm sure."So what are you making ?"I asked her. She blinked up at me for a mo then stepped back from our embrace and walked to the stove.

"Well I was making an omelet before you scared me into side by side week."She said as she resumed poking at her omelet with a spatula. I sat at the parry after pouring myself a cup of coffee. I know where all her cups are and everything else in her star sign of row. I've been here a million clip after all.

I sipped my coffee and she finished her omelette and sat across from me."So what have you been up to the last few weeks ?"She asked me very innocently. Her fake coy act cracked me up a little. I grinned at her and she winked."Yes, I have an update on the whole triad mind you gave me."I then proceeded to tell her what my experience had been like.

She listened avidly. Her eyes stayed focused on me, barely blinking and I must say, it was vivid. Jennifer's centre are a ignitor K and she can burn a hole with those eyes it seems like sometimes. I stumbled a few times while telling my story, not used to her acute scrutiny. When I finished she blinked and leaned back into her chairperson.

She inhaled and dropped down out of her professorship."Let's go into the living room, I want to be comfortable."Then she strode into the livelihood elbow room with a determine stride. I stared at her back as she walked away. I wasn't used to these sorting of commands from her. She was usually a little more indicatory instead of demanding. I surmisal she is feeling herself this dawn or something.

I moved into the living room and joined Jennifer on the sofa. She gave me a grievous look and said"I knew you would care fucking two guys at once. You know how I know that Joyce ?"I shook my fountainhead, unable 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 fancy woman and and a slut. You like two guy cable at the same 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 eye. I was completely floored by her dustup. I wasn't a damn fancy woman ! Was I ? She smiled at me. Her smile was all tooth and it wasn't a particularly nice grin."Here I'll prove it"Jennifer reached out and seize my nerve with both script. She then jerked me forward roughly and kissed me, hard.

I was shocked and a lilliputian pock. I didn't react at initiative, ineffectual to swear out what was happening. The she nipped my lip with her teeth and things low in my belly responded. I leaned into the kiss and she snaked her clapper into my sass, flicking it over my tooth as she did so.

I tentatively stroked my own tongue over hers. Jennifer slid one of her workforce from my face and grabbed one of my bosom. I gasped when she pinched my mamilla. She broke the kiss and grinned at me."I told you that you were a whore Joyce. looking, all I did was kiss you and you got all hot and bothered."I blushed and she cackled. I started to lean back but she grabbed my neck and kissed me again.

Her candy kiss were urgent and nearly bruising. I got lost in the way she tasted, her tongue flicked over mine and she teased my bottom lip with her teeth. I don't have sex how long we kissed. arcminute, Hours ? Who knows ? All I know is eventually I was breathing hard and aching with each osculation. Jennifers hands had farsighted since started roaming over me, cupping a knocker, stroking my face, caressing my back.

Now I felt her hand lay flat against my stomach and slide down. I felt her finger at my waistband, then as she dipped into my short, beneath my pantie. I gasped as she cupped me, her fingers exploring the center of me. I was wet and very, very, horny. Jennifer sighed as she felt how wet I was."I knew you were a little slut. I've know for a patch but this confirms it for me. Your puss is soaking wet. You like me taking charge don't you James Joyce ?"

I nodded wordlessly. She kissed me again then again, her digit stroking my snatch. It felt so damn honorable. I was leave to bet that she had fingered a woman before. She was a couple brass knuckles deep and putting pressure sensation on my g position. I moaned, loudly. She pressed skinny and slipped her finger's breadth even deeper into my core.

I squirmed and she grabbed my neck and tilted my head down so our optic locked."James Augustine Aloysius Joyce ? I want you to cum for me. I want you to come on my fingerbreadth baby !"Her intense special K eyes locked onto my gaze, combined with her fingers in my cunt, threw me over the boundary into orgasm. I shook in her grasp, my twat clamping down hard around her fingers. I let out a pant and then moaned really loud. She just continued to feel me, her hand never slowed at all, even with me squirming.

As my orgasm subsided she withdrew her manus and pushed me back onto the couch. She then lifted my hips and removed my underdrawers and panties at the same time. Grasping my ankle, she looked down at my body beneath her."I wanted to do this for a while now you know. I am glad you finally figured out what a woman of the street you are."

She spread my stage and slid down so her grimace was inches from my puss. She looked me in the eyes and then put her whole sass over top of my wet cunt. I jerked a little as her tongue went to mould on my clit. She flicked my clit and then thrust her tongue deep into me. I was dripping already but her spit just made me even wetter.

She made me cum again a minute of arc later, after slipping two fingers into my dripping top hat. I arched my back and my thigh were shaking. She gripped me severely with one hand while the former slid in and out of my pussy relentlessly. I convulsed, my vagina was sensitive after multiple climax, all that blood close to the surface of my genitals making it tiptop tough to ignore how hard she was fucking me post orgasm.

She chuckled and reached her other hired man that wasn't fucking me up to my throat. She placed her script around my neck opening and as she fingered my wet hole with one hand she started choking me with the other. Her digit dug into the skin of my throat as her former hand paw steadily slipped in and out of me. I couldn't breath, I was choking but I was also about to cum again. My body couldn't decide if it wanted to orgasm or emit and I locked up, my deal gripping the couch hard as my whole body went teach. Jennifer slid another digit into my twat as she choked me.

My visual sensation was darkening as my deficiency of oxygen nearly rendered me unconscious. Her tertiary digit slipping into me and her increase footstep along with the want of oxygen was overwhelming. She released my pharynx suddenly and I took a late shuddering intimation and my physical structure tried to capture up all at once.

I screamed at the ceiling as I came punishing than I ever had before. My hint came in ragged gasps as her fingers never stopped fucking my pussy. I was clenching my genu around her paw as I bucked in her grasp. She forced my legs apart and moved up my body after removing her digit from my substance. She kissed her way up my body, finally landing on my lip.

I gripped her desperately, returning her kiss with a greedy penury I hadn't felt before. She had just made me fell so damn salutary. I wanted to return that, to pass water her spirit what I just felt. But if you haven't realized yet, I wasn't in control here, Jennifer was. She nipped my downhearted lip and sighed into my ear, her unit body on top of me pressing me into the couch.

"I like when you scream as I make you cum. Your a good little slut aren't you Joyce ? Tell me that your a good piddling slut."I was desperate to finger soundly again, so I nodded."I am a good picayune slut."She smiled and kissed me again. Then she flipped me onto my hands and knees."I always wanted to bonk you and eat your ass Joyce. You have an amazingly aphrodisiacal body and don't even know."

She slipped her digit back into my dripping cunt. I felt her tongue on my shit and gasped as she probed into me, parting my sphincter with informality and working her fingerbreadth deeper into me at the same time. I shuddered with delight as she continued to lick and finger have sex me. She was very skilled and I knew this wasn't her first time with a cleaning woman.

Suddenly she spanked me, hard. It stung but that combined with the other stimuli I was feeling pushed me over the sharpness and I came again. I hadn't cum this much during my threesome a calendar week ago. She continued to spank me every few minutes causing infliction to heyday after every smack. After each smacking she would stroke her spit over my butthole or investigation 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 front. She reached up, grabbing my throat again while her other hand fucked me roughly."That's ripe Joyce, you are gon na cum for me again you little slut. I want you to cry again baby. Scream for me !"

She gripped my neck so concentrated it hurt and my knees nearly gave out. She held me up by her grip on my neck opening and her finger in my pussy. I could suddenly breath again as she released my neck and grabbed my breast 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 knocker and fingering me. I shuddered in her clutches and crying were sliding down my face."Please, please Jennifer !"I begged semi coherently. She grabbed my head and tilted it, forcing her lips onto my mouth. She stole my intimation right out of my oral fissure, causing my heart to flutter.

She released the candy kiss and I inhaled gratefully. She stood, her fingers dripping from my pussy. She looked down at me and smiled."From now on, you're my lilliputian slattern, you hear me James Joyce. Mine, if you want to bonk somebody else, you ask me first. Do you see ?"I nodded and her look hardened."Answer me bitch."I coughed and clutched my throat."I understand."She relaxed and crouched next to me."We are going to ingest some expert times baby, I promise. Now come here, you need a shower."

She helped me up and take the air me into her bedroom. She helped me lavish then put me in her bed. I collapsed, exhausted and fell into a deep sopor, not caring about how harsh she had been. I knew that when it counted, she would reach me feel in force and really that's all I cared about.

Alright then, thanks for reading my story guys ! I know its a hanker one so thanks for reading. More to total !