Tiggers Story Test Ground

I looked into Liz's eyes as I held her head near my crotch.  She recoiled at the scent at first.  Wanting to take me into her mouth but certainly not wanting Deena's juices on it or in her mouth. "She didn't let me cum in her so I refused to cum.  If you clean her off of me not only will you get my cum but I'll let you cum as many times as you need to before I do.  When you tell me to cum I will as long as I'm deep inside you.  But I'll hold out as long as you need" She looked at me rather lustfully.   Leaning forward I felt her start on my balls and lap up to the tip.  Over and over as if she were licking an ice cream cone.  The lust in her eyes growing with each lick to the tip.  Already hard from not being able to cum earlier I was now rock hard, red and desperate.  I pushed her to her back on the bed and slipped my thick body between her legs which she tossed her legs over eagerly.  We stared into each others ey...

Story Continued from Beach Vacation "Don't worry I'll pull out when I fuck you into the mattress later today."  With that I slid off of her and French kissed her cum coated mouth.  I picked up her panties and used them to dry the sweat from my body and tossed them back to her.  I pulled my sweats up and left the room wandering down stairs to grab some water.  Two of the other women had come back and just sat there wide eyed.  They certainly heard what was going on.  They couldn't help but hear it.  They were deathly quiet.  Looking like they weren't just talking about what was going on.  But they were certainly shocked at who came into the kitchen... ... I stood there for a moment looking into the surprised, now quiet faces of Loretta, and Deena.  Two of the ladies here with their kids.  Well kids being relative.  All of the kids were late teens and all in college.  They couldn't b...

The week started out pretty typical for a disparate group of people at the shore.  All of us knew each other, or knew of each other thru at least one of the 10 of us at this place.  We pretty much did the small talk, banter route to avoid any conversation that even hinted at dissent.  Which was a good thing.  We were all pitching in together so that we could rent a beach house for a month  At the Jersey shore down here in Cape May that can get a bit pricy.  So we sucked it up and make sure that we were all flying right.  I was invited with a friend.  I only really knew personally one person.  She was a friend from way back and as I said I "knew" the others from her speaking about them.  But we certainly didn't run in the same circles.  As I sat there listening it was clear that the others knew each other much better than I knew them.  I was the proverbial third wheel tag along that ...

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