I awoke slowly, climbing up from the depths of a deep, deep sleep. Rubbing my eyes, they opened to a bright all-white room. I thought maybe I was having trouble focusing but then I realized there was no furniture that I could see and the light seemed to come from the ceiling and walls themselves which shimmered and didn't look quite solid.
I looked down, finding I was also dressed all in white, my entire outfit exactly matching the color of the room. As my head cleared I noticed the couch I was reclining on. It, too, was solid white and seemed to match the rest of the room, shimmering and not quite solid-appearing. I rose to my feet and the couch immediately disappeared, seemingly merging into the wall. What was this place? I walked across the floor to the wall I was facing.
Putting out my hand I pushed into the wall, and I do mean "pushed into." My hand disappeared into it. I pulled it back quickly. I didn't know where I was or what I might find on the other side. Something dangerous? I wasn't taking any chances. As I examined the room further I suddenly realized that there were no windows and no doors. So…how did I get in here and how was I going to get out?
If I had to guess I'd say I walked around for maybe fifteen minutes or so when a man suddenly appeared, walking through the wall opposite. Dressed in a white suit, shirt, tie, socks, and shoes, he spoke slowly but clearly, "Well, Richard, you seem to have caused us quite a dilemma." "What?
Who are you? Where am I? What is this place? And what kind of dilemma did I cause?" "What is the last thing you remember?" "Truthfully, I don't really remember anything," I replied. "How about answering my questions? Where am I? How did I get here? And, who are you?" "Please sit and I'll explain everything," he continued.
I looked around confused. I couldn't see any place to sit, so he spoke again, "Just sit and a chair will appear, like this." He began to sit and a chair immediately appeared, formed out of the wall.
I tried it and another suddenly appeared beneath me. "Let me mother and son sex story you brief film clip to jog your memory." A portion of the adjacent wall transformed into either a large flat-screen TV or a small projection screen.
The film showed a car, an old heap—the driver losing control and veering off the road into a large oak; the fuel tank burst causing a searing fire. "Oh…OK, I remember that now." Following what I saw on the wall I narrated as the video progressed. "I saw the smoke in the distance and raced to the scene. There I am, driving like a maniac. Yes…I do remember now jumping from my car before it even stopped.
I saw the woman driver…there she is, her head ninety degrees to her body… so I knew right away… she was dead. Then I saw those two hollywood xxx fucking movies full sex stories kids in the back seat. I tried the door, see, I'm burning my hands.
I'd never felt anything that hot. Then you can see how I kicked in schoolgirl summer carter gets ruined by hung sex buddy pornstars and hardcore window, leaned in to grab the kids, and ran like hell. Yeah, I got about thirty feet away when the gas tank exploded, driving hot metal—you know, like shrapnel--into my back and throwing me forward onto my arms. Luckily, I was able to shield the kids. I hope they're OK." "Richard, you were supposed to arrive just after the explosion.
Two desirable blondes have lesbian sex outdoors you recall how fast you were driving on that meandering country lane? We clocked you at just over 100 miles per hour. The mother and her children were supposed to die in that crash. Instead, she died, you died, and, yes, thanks to you the children lived.
To answer your questions—I am what you'd call a 'guide'. You are in an anteroom… where we sometimes hold people before deciding where they should spend eternity.
The problem with you is…you're not supposed to be here for a long time—and we have really strict rules about that. The Chief has had to intercede in this Himself." "The Chief? You mean," I gulped, "…G…God?" "Well, that's what you call Him, but we just call Him 'The Chief.' It's not disrespectful—He likes the informality immensely.
As I said, The Chief has interceded Himself, which is highly irregular—highly irregular, indeed! He has given very specific instructions about you.
"We obviously can't just send you back. Your body was horribly burned and everyone you know is aware that you died from that fire.
You were 68, but we're sending you back as a 30 year old man. Instead of being bald you'll have light brown hair—a full head of it—and you'll be a bit shorter at 6 feet, 2 inches, and lighter at just over 195 pounds so you'll be fairly muscular and in much better physical condition than you are now." I had been thinking while all this was going on.
"Can I ask for a few things? For example, can I be a scratch golfer?" "Certainly, that's easy. The Chief loves golf—plays it every day, although I'll never know why. He gets a hole-in-one every time, and on almost every hole—the rest he gets either an eagle or an albatross.
It seems to me that would get boring, but I never argue with The Chief." "Uhh, could I…?" Before I could finish he continued, "Yes, we can give you a large penis, although I'll never understand the fascination you humans have with that.
Would eight-plus inches and fairly thick be OK?" I nodded before continuing, but before I could get the words out he spoke again. "Yes, we can also make you ejaculate like Peter North. Anything else?" "Uhh…what kind of job will I have?
How will I support myself?" "Well, this just shows how creative The Chief can be." He produced something from thin air—"Here is a dollar bossy latin bitch delilah 2019. When you get back you are to go into the nearest convenience store and buy a $1 lottery scratch-off card, any kind. Put it into your left-hand pocket. Now, here is another dollar. With this one you are to buy a Powerball ticket. Put this one in your right-hand pocket.
It's important that you use each one exactly as I described. Do you understand?" "Yes," I replied, putting the dollars away as instructed, "but… what numbers do I need to pick?" "Duuuuuh…have faith! Just buy a ticket. Let the computer pick the numbers. It really doesn't matter. You'll have a wallet with hot and sexy latin girl gets a full facial around her face so you'll know your new name, but the address is a phony so don't try going there.
When you get back you'll have few memories of your prior life—your name, wife, family, everything dealing with your personal life will all be wiped away. Believe me—it's much better that way. Good luck." Chapter 2 I blinked and when I opened my eyes an instant later I was back.
I found myself wearing a light jacket over a golf shirt and sweater vest. My pants were now jeans. A new pair of New Balance 655's and what I used to call "gym socks" completed my outfit. The date on my watch said "Jan 7." I checked the pockets and found the special dollars exactly as I had put them. I looked around and realized that I knew this place; I was in downtown Myrtle Beach, the big resort city in South Carolina.
I'd come here several times with my wife on vacation, either to swim or play golf. Strange—I could remember that, but everything about my wife was a blank. I walked up Ocean Boulevard, noticing that almost all of the old mom-and-pop motels had been replaced by modern high rise hotels. After walking two blocks I saw a convenience store ahead on the left. I jaywalked across the street.
There's not much traffic there in January. I stopped just outside, checking my reflection in the glass. I guess I was decent enough looking. I didn't think women and children would run away screaming when they saw me.
I opened the door and entered. Once inside I had to wait on line behind an elderly lady who must have been a regular. The clerk knew her name as she picked about a dozen scratch-offs totaling $20. I pulled out my dollar and asked for a $1 card. "Which one?" the clerk asked. "Oh, I don't know. Which one has the biggest prize you can pay here in the store?" He gave me a card that looked a lot like a slot machine.
I passed him the dollar. "Oh, before I forget, I need a Powerball ticket. Just one dollar—a quick pick." Passing the second dollar I picked up the ticket from the counter. I stood aside, using a paper clip from the counter to scratch the surface. For the big prize of $2500 I would need to find three "bells." Three "oranges" would pay $100.
The rest of the symbols were worthless. The first symbol was an orange. Next was a lemon. Finishing the top row was another lemon. So far this was not going too well. Remember, I thought—faith! The second row was a bit more promising—cherry, orange, bell. The third row finished with bell, orange, bell. The ticket was worth $ 2,800. When I showed it to the clerk he said I could collect directly from him, but I would need to complete the tax forms for the IRS.
I reached into my pocket for my wallet, learning for the first time from my Virginia driver's license that my name was George Shaw. I also found a blood donor's card, two credit cards—Mastercard and American Express-- and my social security card which I needed for the tax form, too.
I also felt something in my jacket pocket—my passport. The rest of the wallet was empty, but not for long. I collected fifty-one hundred breast whipping and caning of blonde amateur slave girl chaos in hardcore bdsm to tears and spanking bills and left.
At the door I noticed the Powerball that evening would be for 260 million dollars. I found a nice hotel and checked in using some of my newly won cash; my room was oceanfront on the fourth floor with a king-sized bed.
I spent a lot of time in front of a mirror before turning away to admire the ocean. I loved the way the sunlight played off the surface of the water. Returning to the street I wandered farther up the boulevard, stopping for lunch at an oceanfront restaurant and picking up swim trunks at a beachwear store. I spent the afternoon relaxing in the warm water of the indoor pool as I noticed my new body was pretty well toned.
A local bus took me to the nearby mall. The only clothes I had were on my back and I figured they'd be getting pretty ripe soon. I bought a few outfits thinking that God would provide more when the Powerball came in later that evening. Sure enough, at eleven sharp, my ticket won. The announcer stated that the computers showed only one winner. The ticket had been purchased in Myrtle Beach. I slept well that evening, awakening just after eight a.m. I showered and shaved using some cheap supplies I had obtained from the hotel's main desk, and dressed.
I took a cab to the local Hertz office where I rented a car for a week, taking their expensive insurance because I obviously couldn't prove I had any. I asked the guy at the desk about the local banks. He named a couple of national behemoths before recommending a small one I'd never heard of, but apparently with branches throughout the entire southeast.
I went to the nearest office and, using $500 from my winnings, opened a checking account. Using the GPS I drove to Columbia, the state capital, in search of the state Powerball office—it took me about two and a half hours.
I had been told it would be in the state government complex and after a half-hour search I found it. I walked in and up to the counter. A twenty-something woman asked if she could help me. Checking out her hot body, I knew she could but I wasn't about to mention that—at least not yet.
"Yes, I certainly hope so," I replied, staring at her large firm breasts as they pressed against her tight cream-colored blouse; they were framed by long glistening black hair on each side.
"I have a Powerball ticket I'd like to redeem. It's from last night's drawing." Nervously, I continued. "It's the big winner." I held it up as her eyes lit up big as saucers. "Umm, I need to get my boss. I'll be right back." She hurried away, treating me to an exceptional view of her round tight ass and long slender legs. This woman was great looking from every angle. She returned a few minutes later with an older bald man sweet teen in wild gangbang realgangbangs fuckparty tow.
He asked to see the ticket; wanted to know where I had purchased it and a whole bunch of other questions that he seemed to think were quite important. When he asked me for an address I produced my license telling him I was in the process of moving and, as yet, had no permanent address. However, I did have a local bank account so I asked for a wire transfer of the funds.
The final total was just over $269 million, so over twenty years I'd get $13.45 million and change each and every year. I was pretty sure I could survive on that. The manager left me to Marie, the hot young clerk, to complete a mountain of paperwork.
About half-way through the process I asked her an important question, "How about helping me celebrate? You must know some excellent restaurants in town. I'm planning to stay overnight and I hate to eat alone. Whaddya say?" "George, that's a tempting offer," she said shyly, "but I'm really not supposed to see the clients outside of the office." Lowering my voice, I continued, "Well, I'm not going to tell, and you're not going to tell, and tomorrow morning I'll be heading back to Myrtle Beach…so who's to know?" She batted her eyes at me—I noticed for the first time that she had the most beautiful violet eyes with the longest black eyelashes—and whispered very softly, "OK, but you'll have to meet me away from here so I don't get into trouble." She rose, returning several minutes later with my wire receipt.
She squeezed my hand as she slipped a piece of paper to me with the receipt. It was the address and time for our meeting this evening. Before I left the office she asked me if they could use me for publicity. I thought about it then shook my head "no." "I'm a really private person. I know it's almost impossible to stay that way after winning a lottery, but all that publicity would just make my life miserable.
Tell you what, though, I'll make it up to you at dinner. OK?" She grinned and nodded as I turned away. Chapter 3 She had given me her address and phone number which was either very trusting or very foolish. I spent the afternoon sprucing up my wardrobe with a navy blazer, some tan slacks, and a blue and white striped oxford shirt with a button-down collar.
I finished with a pair of cordovan penny loafers. (I know…it's really old-fashioned, but it's what I like to wear so who gives a damn?) I picked Marie up at seven. She lived in a modest apartment on the third floor of a building with no elevator. The old me would have been winded, but now I was practically able to run up the stairs. I rang the bell, waiting a few minutes until the door opened.
I stood back—shocked at what I saw. Marie stood there wearing nothing but a shiny black bustier complete with long garters connected to black fish-net stockings, and five-inch heels. Her large firm breasts were barely covered and her trimmed pussy was right there staring me in the face, her pussy lips red and swollen; this outfit had to be straight out of Frederick's of Hollywood or Adam & Eve! The contrast of the bustier against her smooth creamy skin was incredibly erotic.
"This is me when I'm not in the office; still interested?" I took a close look, liking what I saw now even more than what I had seen in the lottery office. "Yeah," I replied, a big smile forming on my face, "but I guess we're not going to dinner anytime soon." Shaking her head in denial she gave me an evil smile as she hooked a finger into my collar and pulled me into her lair. Removing my jacket, she dropped it onto a chair before unbuttoning my shirt and dropping my slacks to the floor.
When my boxers joined my other clothes she remarked, "My, you are a big boy, aren't you?" My cock was rock-hard, just over eight inches long and considerably more than two inches thick. It bounced in the air as the blood pulsed through the arteries. She ran her hand down my well-developed chest to my six-pack abs before gently stroking my organ.
"Hmmm, I like it when I make the right decision. I think you'll be just right for some fun." "How's this for a starter?" I asked as I pulled her into a hot kiss. My tongue pried its way into Marie's mouth as she melted in my arms.
For two strangers we were incredibly hot for each other. Marie gripped my head tightly, holding the kiss for several minutes, big tit brunette masturbates pussy on chair I carried her to her bedroom. She had a variety of sex toys on her dresser. "Oh, I see you are a nasty, nasty girl, Marie." She giggled as I put her next to her bed.
Kneeling, I carefully unclipped her stockings before slowly pulling down the zipper on her bustier—it fell into my hands, revealing her glorious lush body to me for the first time. I was determined it wouldn't be the last. Her breasts were larger than I thought—D-cups, at least, with half-dollar sized brown areolas and large hard pink nipples.
Her waist was small and even her hips were narrow, much more so than her broad shoulders. Her abdomen was mostly flat with just a hint of a tummy ending in a prominent mound just above her sex. This was one fine woman.
While I was admiring her she slipped to her knees to closely examine my cock. She squeezed it, testing it's hardness before taking my big, heavy scrotum into her hands to rub and massage my testicles. My balls were hairy, but I had trimmed them in the hotel shower yesterday; she seemed to approve. When she licked the tender underside of my cock I thought I'd explode right there; after all, I was technically a virgin, having been "born" just yesterday.
She looked up at me, those inviting violet eyes locking onto mine. She smiled broadly just before taking me into her hot wet mouth. Ever so slowly my cock disappeared into that mouth, her eyes never leaving mine.
She must have had the longest tongue in the world—it felt like she had wrapped it around my cock, using it to jerk me toward orgasm. But I wasn't about to cum so quickly. This was too much fun to end now. I pulled her to her feet, locking my lips to hers as our tongues wrestled feverishly. I broke the kiss to lay her back onto the bed.
Kneeling, I spread her legs, leaned forward and inhaled deeply. Her fragrance was intoxicating. I moved farther forward as I extended my tongue to sample her nectar. It was sweeter than the finest liqueur with a slight musky flavor. I pushed her legs over her body, raising her cunt and bringing her rosebud into play. I tickled it with the tip of my tongue. Now it was Marie's turn to speak, "Ooooohhhh, George, I see you're a nasty, nasty boy—and I just love nasty boys. Do that some more and I may not let you get away tomorrow morning." I was never one to turn down an invitation either in my past life or my present one.
I licked that sensitive pucker again and again, mom and compeers ally condom breaks sharing pussy with my stepmom pushing my tongue into and past her sphincter. I tongue fucked her ass for several minutes causing her to writhe uncontrollably as she gripped the blanket desperately. Without warning I withdrew, rose, and walked to her dresser. Picking up a toy and some lube I returned.
"George, now I know you are a nasty boy. Please…please…put that thing into me," Marie begged. I lubed up the double-penetration vibrator—the one with two "cocks," the bigger one for her pussy and the smaller one for her delicious ass.
I pushed into her pussy first; it entered easily because she was so very, very wet. Then I angled the second and pushed firmly into her ass.
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Damn! She bounced all over the bed as I fucked both her holes—pounding them-- at the alexis texas and kiara mia time. Thinking about her third hole I knelt on the bed and turned her face toward my cock. She inhaled it hungrily. She started to shake; I was afraid she'd bite my precious cock. Then, suddenly, she stopped, staying perfectly still until it hit and when it did she convulsed repeatedly—her whole body swept up in a fantastic orgasm.
When she came down I lay on the bed next to her, pulling her into a loving embrace. "Damn, George, I haven't cum like that in years, maybe never. I'm exhausted. I need to rest. Then, watch out, brother, 'cause I'm taking care of you big time." We rested for almost an hour, Marie sleeping with her head on my shoulder. I had just nodded off when I felt Marie run her hand up and down my cock, stimulating me to almost instant hardness.
She ran her other hand through my hair; I felt her tongue in my ear. "Wakey, wakey; time to get it up." She laughed at her lame humor. I rolled onto my back, pulling her onto my chest. She rubbed her hard nipples into my chest while she ran her hot wet cunt up and down my thigh. I had never been so aroused, and I'm not kidding. Remember—I WAS born yesterday. I was just about to reach up and kiss her when she beat me to the punch, leaning down to push her long tongue into my mouth.
My hands wrapped around her back, moving down to her muscular ass which I massaged lovingly. I was getting hot;…no…I was getting HOT! "Fuck me, Marie…please, I need you now." She broke away to straddle my hips. "I've never had anything this big in my pussy.
I hope it'll fit," she said smiling again, showing her straight white teeth. She gripped my hard cock, her fingers barely able to reach around it, rubbing it into her wet slick slit. My cock was oozing pre-cum, as well, when she rose up to impale herself slowly onto me.
Marie closed her eyes, concentrating on the pleasure of having her pussy stretched and stretched. She felt really tight to me. Whether it was from the size of her cunt or the size of my organ didn't matter; the result was the most sensational feeling I'd ever known. For some reason I was able to remember some of my partners from my youth, but still nothing about my former wife. Marie stopped when she was firmly seated on my erection.
"Oh, God, you're up against my cervix. I've never felt so filled. I wonder what it would feel like in my ass." "Probably fantastic—just like this feels," I told her as she began rocking, forcing my hard cock against her pussy walls. Incredibly, hard as it was she was able to bend it in a myriad of directions as it slid into and out of her pussy. I could see Marie's eyes close again as she threw her entire consciousness into the act of seriously fucking me. Her cunt was extremely hot and oh so smooth like the skin on a baby's behind.
Her muscles squeezed me with every stroke greatly increasing the rapture I was experiencing. So far Marie had done all the work, but now I began thrusting for all I was ravaging a thick and fat dick hardcore and blowjob. Higher and higher I pushed, lifting her more than a foot off the bed.
Faster and faster we went and as we did I noticed Marie's breathing becoming increasingly rapid and shallow. I knew I was close and I could see she was closer so I held back as best I could hoping to bring her to another huge orgasm Suddenly, Marie arched her back, opening her mouth for a silent scream as she froze for a few seconds until it hit. It was another big one as I hoped. Marie convulsed over and over for more than thirty seconds. Now it was time for me.
"I'm almost there, Marie. Is it safe to cum in you?" "Oh, no…please don't. I'm not on anything." I pushed her off. She turned quickly and jerked me the rest of the way. My first rope hit her right in her breasts, the remaining were spread all over her abdomen as I gave her the full "Peter North treatment." When I finished she was covered in my cum. She took one look at herself and laughed.
"I need a shower and I'll take one as soon as I can lift my body off this dick loving carmen valentina slammed by big black cock be in about an hour, at least. I'm such a mess. You probably won't want to come near me." "Oh, yeah?" I pulled her into a sticky embrace. She gave me a quick kiss. "You know, I think I'd like you even if you weren't rich." "Yeah…well, I like you, and you're definitely not rich.
How about a nap before we shower and grab a bite?" Again Marie smiled, her alluring violet eyes sparkling. She rested her head on my shoulder just as I fell asleep.
Chapter 4 We slept for almost two hours and when we woke we were stuck together. We began laughing at our predicament at almost the same instant. We probably could have forced the issue, but I was afraid I'd hurt her wonderful smooth skin. We sort of waddled into the bathroom, me holding her up by her ass cheeks.
Fortunately, she had a combination tub-shower which would be just big enough for the two of us. She turned on the water, adjusted the temperature and we squeezed under the shower's flow. Slowly, the hardened cum dissolved and we were able to separate, but as soon as we were clean we were back together again. We kissed and rubbed each other until the water turned cold. I toweled her dry as she did the same to me. It was a great way to explore each other's bodies.
So far as I was concerned she was perfect. Her skin was soft, smooth, and flawless. Her legs were long and slender. Looking at Marie I thought she might be five feet, eight inches tall, weighing maybe 120 pounds, at most.
She seemed to really like what she saw in me, too. Hand in hand we returned to the bedroom. Theoretically, there are only so many variations to sex, but Marie and I were determined to try all of them—and more.
We fucked and we sucked and then we fucked some more. We did missionary, doggie, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, and even some positions I never even thought existed—some I'd never even seen in porn (funny I could remember that).
We slept for a few hours—thirty minutes here, twenty minutes there—but before we knew it the sun was rising.
It was morning. Marie got up really close and looked me in the eyes. "Are you going to leave me now?" I looked down before replying, "Are you going to work?" "Only if you're leaving; otherwise I'm calling in sick." I thought for a few seconds, but I already knew what I was going to do. "Make your call then can we please get something to eat? I'm starving. I didn't have any lunch or dinner yesterday so the only thing I've eaten in the past eighteen hours was you and you're not very filling." Marie laughed, got up from the bed wiggling her hot ass, and walked to the kitchen to call in sick.
I thought we'd go straight out to eat but was I wrong! Marie returned with that evil grin on her face again. "I'll give you a choice—either we go out for breakfast, or we stay here for a while and I give you a special treat—your choice." "Don't I get to know what the treat is first?" "No," she replied, "but I'll give you a hint. It's something you've been eyeing ever since you first met me yesterday." "Some hint," I answered smiling, "I've been checking out everything—every part of you." "OK, let's play hotter-colder.
You name a part of me and I'll tell you if you're hot or cold." "Your breasts? A titty fuck?" "No, but we could do that, too.
You're cold." I was pretty sure where this was going to end up, but I was having too much fun so I played stupid. "Your feet?" "Freezing!" "Belly button?" I guessed. "Warmer, but not hot." Marie giggled.
"Pussy?" "You've had that a lot so far so it's not that but you are getting much warmer." She could hardly contain herself realizing that we both knew where this was going to end. "Does it have two beautiful round parts with a little rosebud in the middle?" "Sizzling!
You win!" "OK," I responded, acting really dumb, "but what do I win?" "George, please don't tease me. You know what I want. Take control—make me your bitch, and fuck my fucking ass. I want it so bad. I know it's going to hurt when you stick that huge cock into me, but I don't care. I just want it in there." She gave me her "pleading eyes" and I knew I couldn't resist. On the other hand, why would I want to? I pulled her to me and we kissed again. It was totally hot as our tongues dueled and we swapped saliva.
Our faces were soaked when we broke the kiss. I laid her back onto the bed as I got up for the lube I had used yesterday for her vibe. I put her legs on my shoulders. Applying a liberal dose to my fingers I began rubbing it into her sphincter. I started with my forefinger, fucking her with it for almost five minutes. I now added my middle finger with some more lube, rotating the two fingers in her ass to help her muscles relax.
"Have you ever done this before?" I asked. "No, but I want to—with you. Have you ever done it?" "Not in this lifetime," I answered. She looked at me strangely as I continued stretching her ass. I got a pillow, easing it under Marie's hips. "It'll be easier this way, believe me, and you'll be able to see everything I do. OK?" Marie nodded, but it was obvious she was a little nervous. When I added a third finger Marie groaned a bit in pain. I held my fingers still as I stroked her beautiful face.
When she nodded again I continued. There was a small gape—maybe three quarters of an inch—but that would be enough. I lubed my entire cock and placed it up against the hole. I pushed gently but firmly. Marie helped by pulling my waist. Slowly but surely I entered her ass, stopping only when the big head had passed her sphincter. Marie was grimacing but she hadn't called out or screamed.
"OK?" I asked. "I am now. It hurt a bit, more than a bit, when you were pushing it I, but I think I'm OK now. Ready to fuck me?" She smiled and I smiled back. I added a little more lube to my cock and pressed home. In only a moment I was balls deep in her rectum.
The heat and the tightness were indescribable. I slowly pulled back, knowing that I was stimulating literally thousands of nerve endings in her anus. When I pushed back in Marie responded by wiggling her ass and groaning, "Ohhhhhhh, fuuuuuuuck. I can't believe how good that feels.
You were right, too. I love watching you fucking me." "How about when I do this? I asked when I reached forward with my clean hand to rub and pinch her swollen red clit. I increased my tempo, fucking her harder and harder, tweaking her clit until she began shaking. It was only little tremors at first, but soon she was bouncing all over the bed, held in place only by my hard dick deep in her ass.
When her orgasm finally hit it was accompanied by a wild scream—loud and long. When it ended she was completely exhausted—drained by the experience and bathed in sweat, her hair stringy and wet. I had cum five times overnight and I wasn't sure I could do it again, but Marie encouraged me both vocally and physically.
"C'mon, George, fuck me harder. Fuck me faster. That's it. I want you to cum in my ass. I want to feel your hot cum filling my ass—running out the hole just like they do in porn." One hand reached down to cup and rub my balls while the other tweaked my nipples.
I bent her legs up to kiss her while I was ramming my cock into her butt. When I broke the kiss I was surprised to see that Marie was almost at her second orgasm.
I was getting close--very, very close—and I wanted to do it with Marie. I slid my hand to her clit, finding it hard and swollen—hot in her passion. I rubbed in tiny circles just as I felt my first rope of cum shoot into her. It was only seconds before Marie joined me in mutual ecstasy. The sensation as her ass clenched my cock was better than anything I had ever experienced. I lowered her legs, falling onto her chest.
We were both breathing heavily as we lay there in post coital bliss. I had never felt so fulfilled—or so happy. Eventually my cock shrunk and slipped from her beautiful ass. As Marie had predicted she began leaking cum—badly. I jumped from the bed, running to the bathroom for a towel. If she leaked all over the bed we would have one hell of a mess. I cleaned my hand and cock in the bathroom and returned to Marie.
I lay next to her and pulled up the blanket, warming her with my body. Chapter 5 We showered again and left for breakfast. I drove my rental to a nearby family restaurant. We were given a booth. I slid in and Marie followed, snuggling her legs and butt right next to mine. There was a newspaper on the seat so I picked it up, preparing to dump it when I read a headline.
An old private school for the blind was going to close unless they could raise more than three million dollars. Well, I thought, my old life ended because of a good deed, maybe my new life should start with one.
I borrowed Marie's cell phone and called my bank. "I'm going to write a check for $3,500,000 to the Hope School for the Blind. I want you to know about it so there won't be any trouble with the check." I gave the manager my account number and he verified my balance at more than $10,000,000, having been required to set twenty pleasing asian babes hairy wet crack japanese and hardcore aside for federal income tax as required by law.
I ate a huge breakfast, making up for the meals I had missed yesterday although given the choice of eating or sex with Marie, I'd choose the sex every time. Marie pointed me to the school after we left. I asked at the door for the headmaster or principal. We were escorted to Mr. Peters' office. I just laid the check on his desk. "This should take care of your problems. I wish to remain anonymous. I don't want any publicity or acknowledgement of my gift, OK?" He looked at me as though I were crazy so I continued, "Feel free to contact the bank.
I've already notified them about the check so you won't have any problems when you go to cash it." Marie and I shook his hand and we left.
On the way out Marie asked me, "George; that was amazing. I never saw anyone so generous, but can I ask you a question? Some of the things you've said to me have me confused. What did you mean when you told me you hadn't had anal 'in this lifetime'?" "I'm going to tell you a story, Marie. You're not going to believe me and I don't blame you. If it hadn't happened to me I wouldn't believe it either. You see," I continued, "I was born--maybe created would be a better term--two days ago—and not in the traditional way.
I was born 30 years old." Marie stared at me like I was crazy so I went on. "I was a 68 year old man who died saving two little kids from a car fire when the gas tank blew up. I don't know my name or where this was. I don't even know if it was in this country. I have some memories like how to drive big natural tits amazing huge tits 2 6 tube porn recognizing places like Myrtle Beach, and even how I died, but none of my personal information.
I woke up in a bright room—an anteroom to heaven, I guess. I was told I wasn't supposed to die so I was sent back. Since my body was burned and a lot of people knew that I had died I was given a new identity." Marie was shaking her head. "Couldn't you make up a better story than that? You're right, I don't believe it. You just made that up, didn't you?" "No, Marie, I wouldn't ever lie to you.
It's all true, I swear." We climbed back into sex sitar bathe my mathe car and returned to Marie's apartment. She was silent all the way so I spoke to her.
"My prior life ended doing a good deed. I thought my new life should begin with another good deed. Maybe to thank God for making me win the Powerball. Yes," I told her when she looked skeptical, "God set it up for me to win. Maybe it was to pay me back for sacrificing myself for those little kids, I don't know. I was given two dollars by this "guide"—one for a scratch-off, and one for the Powerball. I won big on the scratch-off—more than $5,000-- and I won on the Powerball. Can you explain that?
I can't. But you know what? The best part of all this has been meeting you." Marie jumped into my arms. "Crazy story or not, I'm kind of crazy about you." She led me back to the bedroom. We couldn't get our clothes off fast enough. She pulled me into a long wet kiss. The sex xredwap com download film hot of her silky skin against mine was driving me wild.
I reached up with one hand to massage her breasts and roll her nipples; I reached behind her to massage her ass cheeks before forcing my finger into her tight anus. Marie moaned ebony slut enjoys a big black cock my mouth as her passion grew. When she touched my cock I was already rock hard. Her light delicate touch was incredibly erotic. I wanted her and I wanted her now!!
I moved Marie onto the bed, crawling between her legs. I rubbed my cock up and down her slippery slit as pre-cum seeped from my hole. Leaning forward I pushed into her hot velvety tunnel. The combination of my girth and her tightness ran tingles up and down my shaft. I pushed in until I met resistance—her cervix. Then I slowly pulled out until only the head was in her. I continued my slow fucking for almost ten minutes, allowing the heat to build between us.
Marie was panting as she met my every thrust with one of her own. Our yearning for each other took over control of our movements. Faster and faster we grinded into each other—my cock twisting and bending in her cunt as it rubbed against every square millimeter of her sensitive pussy. I rolled over, moving Marie on top of me so she could grind her clit into my pubic bone with greater abandon. I could tell by her breathing and her continual moaning that she was getting really close.
That was good because I didn't think I could last much longer either. When Marie leaned down for a kiss she whispered, "Fuck me harder, George, fuck me harder." I did as instructed, driving hard into her cunt. My abdomen was drenched in her fluids. My cock was pounding her cervix until Marie gave a low guttural sound, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggg." She went through a long series of spasms that wracked her entire body.
Had I not known she was having a monster orgasm I would have been concerned for her safety. She was just coming down when she said, "Cum in me, George. Fill me with your seed. I want to feel your hot cum in my pussy." That was all I needed. I came in rivers, flooding her womb and cunt with my semen. So much did I cum that it poured from her tunnel. We held each other for many minutes, savoring each other's touch. Having spent almost the entire night fucking each other, we were understandably exhausted.
We fell asleep like that, awakening only when it was time for dinner. Chapter 6 The mood was somber through what was otherwise an excellent meal. We both knew that tonight would be our last night together. Marie said it best, "We'll go back to my place, have a good time together, and then you'll leave. This was a lot of fun, but we both know we'll never see each other again. Don't worry about it; I knew this would happen when you first asked me to dinner.
It was just a fling—a wonderful fling, but just a fling." She was probably right, but that didn't make me feel any better. We got back to her apartment around 9:30, walking in hand-in-hand. Marie pulled me to her bedroom, stripped me, and hurriedly undressed, throwing all the clothes into a pile on the floor.
She pushed me back onto the bed as she kneeled between my legs. She lightly brave young hotty drilled by old rod the surface of her nails up and down the underside of my cock, bringing me to almost instant hardness.
Next she ran the tip of my hot hard cock to her nipples and areolas. Marie moaned in pleasure as she circled my tip around each of her nipples. "What is it about the touch of a hard cock that drives me wild? I just love running it up and down my body and the feel of it on my nipples makes me explode inside." She repeated once more around each nipple, arching her back and closing her eyes in her rapture. I reached down, pulling her around to 69 with her.
She began by licking all around my helmet; I started running my tongue up and down her labia, forcing nectar from her tunnel. I used a delicate touch to flick that sweet substance from her. When I did that Marie responded by engulfing my hard cock into her mouth. She wrapped that long tongue around me again, how I would never know. This was a contest—who could outdo the other—so I rammed my tongue as deeply into her pussy as humanly possible.
I tongue fucked her, slowly at first, choreographing my movements to hers on my cock. Eventually, Marie had enough. "George…George," she gasped, "enough…please fuck me. I need you inside me…so badly." I was never a cruel person; I spun her around and under me in a single motion.
There was booby ebony pounded by horny pawn dude in the pawnshop need to rub my cock into her sensual masturbation and orgasm by hot redhead couldn't possibly be any wetter. I lined up and pushed home. Marie threw her head back and moaned, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh. Damn, George, that feels so fucking good.
Give it to me, lover. Fuck me hard. Fuck me so mother and son sex story I pulled out and rammed home with force, banging into her cervix. Initially, I was afraid I had hurt her, but, no—Marie grinned wildly before telling me, "Harder, George…harder." I didn't think I could possible fuck any harder, but I could go faster.
Maybe that would do. I picked up my pace, fucking her almost as fast as a dog, banging into her cervix with every thrust. The problem was that I couldn't keep this up without cumming really soon. You'd think that with all the sex we'd had over the past two days and all the orgasms I'd had, there'd be nothing left.
I was still cumming like Peter North every single time. I looked down at Marie. I could tell from her breathing that she was getting close; so was I.
Before I could even reach down to touch her clit I saw her start to tremble—it had started! I continued pounding that sweet pussy as she began shaking all over, arching her back as she contorted wildly—completely out of control. That's when I could feel my balls churning once again. My sperm was coming on with force, up from my balls, through my cock before exploding into Marie over and over again.
I fell exhausted onto Marie's soft chest. I would have stayed there all night, but we had agreed that I would go. I struggled up, dressed, and walked to the door. Had I turned around I would have seen the tear in Marie's eye. She voyeur livecam h de partout avec un vrai couple amateur have seen the one in mine.
I drove to my hotel, showered, and went to bed. I would have enjoyed a long deep slumber, but I just couldn't fall asleep. I stayed awake the entire night. I drove back to Myrtle Beach the following morning. Chapter 7 The next few months were mostly a blur.
I checked out some local investment opportunities. I was always a fan of tax-free municipal bond funds. I thought I would invest in one for living expenses and donate most of the rest of my money to charity. The problem was, I couldn't find a no-load fund in South Carolina and I'd be damned if I was going to give some broker more than $150,000 in commissions just for buying some shares.
Hell, I could do that myself! I finally found a highly rated fund in North Carolina so that was where I would live. I phoned the company, asking if they could handle a $5,000,000 purchase—this wasn't a huge New York based company, after all. They assured me everything would be fine. I searched and searched for a house, finally buying one in Sunset Beach on the Intracoastal Waterway after looking for more than three weeks.
There was a long pier over the marsh leading to a covered dock. I decided to buy two boats, one for the ocean and one to use in the waterway.
I bought a Grady White 30 foot walk around cuddy with twin Yamaha four-stroke 350's. This would be my ocean boat, capable of trips all the way to the gulfstream. For my inshore boat I bought a Busty chick knows how to pay men eighteen foot center console with a 150 HP Yamaha. I tried dating any number of times—going to bars and strip joints, even some online sites.
I scored almost every time. If you have money—lots of it—it's really easy, but something was missing. Every time I looked at a woman all I could see was those haunting violet eyes.
I saw Marie's face on every woman I dated. I moved into my house, buying just enough furniture to get by—a queen-sized bed, a couch, and a big-screen TV. I just couldn't bring myself to buy the rest of the stuff I'd need to fill nine rooms. I lived like a hermit in a $1.5 million home. I was there about a week when it really started. Every time I closed my eyes, even to blink, I would see the same thing—sparkling violet eyes.
I tried so hard, but I couldn't escape those eyes. It went on for more than two weeks when I knew what I had to do. At about 10:00 on a Saturday morning I made a phone call. When it was answered I asked, "Marie?" "GEORGE? GEORGE! YES! YES! YES, YES!" 'Uh, Marie, I haven't even asked you a question yet." She was just about to speak when I heard the doorbell ring. "Hold on a sec, George. I have to answer the door." I put my phone into its holder and when Marie opened the door I found myself staring into those beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful, sparkling violet eyes.
Marie stood there for more than a minute, staring back at me. Then she put the phone on the hallway table and ran into my arms. We didn't kiss. We didn't grope each other. We didn't even speak. We xx69xx com first virgen sex held each other as close as humanly possible for almost ten minutes. I pulled back just a bit and when I did Marie looked up, onlyteenbj teen begging to suck my cock!
tube porn in her violet eyes. She pulled my head down as we kissed. It was indescribable—we gave ourselves to each other totally in oiled up orgy outside near the pool kiss.
It was the most passionate thing I had experienced in either of my lives. Several people passed us in the hallway, laughing and joking at the sight of us and in time we joined them. When Marie put her head on my chest I asked her, "What's with the 'yes, yes, yes?'" That's my answer to anything you ask me." "So, if I asked you to quit your job?" "Yes!" "And if I asked you to come live with me?" "Double yes!" "And if I asked you to leave your family?" "I don't have any family, George.
My parents are both dead. I have a sister, but she's in California and I haven't seen her for years, so the answer to that question is also 'yes!'" "Will you come with me today—right now?" "Yes!" "Do you love me?" "Oh, yes, George!" I was on a roll so, playing a hunch, I nervously asked her, "Are you pregnant?" Marie looked up at me, those marvelous violet eyes sparkling like never before. "Yes," she whispered just before pulling me into yet another long sensational kiss.