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As I watched my step-daughter squat down to eye up her golf shot which was just shy of the green, she asked me for my opinion as to what I thought the grassed surface of the green was going to do to the ball once she chipped it up. Do you think I’ll get it in the hole first time round?
I said to her, ” Looking from where I’m standing, the surface looks to be the smoothest that I’ve seen it in days, not to say that I know when it was last trimmed, but if it were me, I’d say by looking @ the current playing conditions, that I reckon that I’d have a fair chance of sinking one into that hole first time round for sure.”
She then gave me a somewhat sly grin, before then saying to me, ” You know what, I think maybe your right.”
When I was in the boss’s office, I happened to accidentally drop some papers out of a file I was holding in my hand, but after squatting down to picked them up, I noticed him with this blank gaze on his face. It was as if he was in some kind of day dream about something.
After standing back up, that was when he grabbed hold of my hand, as I started to walk back past his desk and he said to me, ” Suzi, it’s about time I gave you a debrief.”
I stared back @ him for a moment before saying, “Is this going to take long, as I’ve lots of paperwork to catch up on.”
My boss then smiled back @ me as he replied, “That all depends on how long it takes me to debrief you.”
That was when I then felt the palm of his other hand gently cup the bottom of my right ass cheek.
Finally it click, as to what he was saying and implying to me.
I didn’t catch up on that paperwork until the next day, as I spent the rest of the day in his office in an urgent, no calls meeting taking lots of long dictation from him on his desk.
The dirty paperboy was lapping @ my pussey with his tongue like a dog which hadn’t had any water to drink.
Just as well he managed to satisfy his thirst before my husband got home.
On the school bus trip, Miss showed me and my friend Tobi, a few sights we had never seen before.
She said that because we had volunteered to help her organize and keep the rest of the students in check. That she felt that we deserved a special treat for doing so.
She never did get back those bright pink thong panties that she was wearing that day. They now sit in a crumpled ball under the lid of my desk @ school and I only have to lift the lid of my desk and see the still visible, dried up pussey cum stains in the crotch of them, to remind myself of why it pays to put your hand up when the teacher asks for help.
I’ll never forget that very first moment of becoming a voyeur and the feeling of my heart wanting to beat out through my chest, as I focused my eyes to the brightened window in front of me while crouched in the shadows.
Don’t you just hate it when you end up getting a seat wedgie in class.
I still remember that moment years later, when my step-daughter finally realized that I was standing there in my night robe behind her in the bathroom and my pulsing hard cock had slipped out between the edges of my robe.
To then see her hand slowly slide down the front of her body, as the hot water continued to splash over her bare body and her hidden fingers slipping in between her creamy thighs, it was a vision to behold.
I got abit of a shock when, after bending over to find my misplaced panties I had left on the floor after swimming practice.
I had slipped out of my swimming togs and had dried myself off to change back into my cloths @ my coaches house.
When I stood up I was surprised to find him stand there behind me. Held up and dangling from the tip of his finger, were my lost panties.
He then brought them up to his nose and I could see him sniffing them in the crotch, but that was nothing compared to the sight of his rock hard cock poking out from the trainer shorts he was wearing.
I never did get those panties back, but I did get a personal best time for making his hot cum swim the fastest it had ever gone before.
I had been out sitting in the back garden reading the morning newspaper, when my step-daughter called out to me.
"What do you think of my new skirt that I bought yesterday?", she said.
I glanced up from the article I had been reading and felt my eyes widen, as I took in the sight before me.
How many more teasing glimpses of my step-daughters panties could I take, before losing it and relenting to the rising urges of my hard cock in my trousers.
I smiled @ her and replied, “Your skirt looks great. It certainly goes with what else you are wearing in terms of colour matching.”
She smiled back @ me. “I thought so too.”, she replied.
I said to Miss that I would do anything not to get into trouble and have to go to the Principals office.
"Anything?", Miss said to me with a stern look in her eyes.
The Principal paid close attention to make sure that I didn’t miss a single spot while cleaning the floor by hand as my punishment for being rude in class.
A couple of times, he motioned me to go back and redo some area’s which he wasn’t happy with and when I bent down to re clean these area’s of the floor again. I could see that he was there behind me, crouching and looking on intently as I cast my eye back through my legs @ him.
It had been a very long day and while traveling back home, I noticed in my rear vision mirror, that my step-daughter had fallen asleep.
The time should have taken us about 30 mintues to get home, but by the time I ended up taking all of the detours and side streets, it was nearly an hour before I finally pulled up in the driveway.
For the first time in my life, rush hour traffic was absolutely bliss.
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I had seen him walk out of the toilets moments earlier and no one else had used it prior to me checking to see that it was ready for service again.
When I opened the toilet door, I immediately spied the magazine next to the toilet, but down on the floor.
It was opened on a page, when I picked it up, of an Asian flight attendant who was bent over one of the passengers chairs and she showed dripping thick droplets of pussey and cock cum falling off from her stretched open, bare pusseyhole. The flight attendant was being drilled by this young Asian guy with a monster hard thick cock and was fingering her asshole @ the same time, as a group of male passengers stood behind them both and awaiting their turns to blow their pumped cocks into her as well.
I couldn’t help myself and sat on the toilet seat and began to rub myself through my stockings and panties that I was wearing under my uniform.
The look of dirty lust on the girls face, as she felt her pusseyhole being stretched wide open by his hard thick cock just made me want to have a hard cock in mine right now as well.
If only the male guy I had seen in here knew, that he would have been able to see me as I sat on the very edge of the seat with my skirt pulled up. My stockings and panties pulled down around my ankles, as my two, sticky wet fingers were being quickly pumped in and out of my own pusseyhole, while I used my thick bag ticketing black marker pen and push it up into my asshole to replicate the man pushing his finger into the girls asshole in the picture.
It wasn’t very long and I was soon cumming on my two squelching, probing fingers.
When I finally came back down to earth, I grabbed the magazine and I wiped some of my sticky pussey cum across the ass of the girl in the photo, before then tidying myself back up in front of the wall mirror.
Has anyone lost a magazine titled, “Dirty Asian Flight Attendants”.
The guy I had seen was to my right, as I called out and while pretending that I didn’t know who he was. I then slowly looked around the entire cabin @ every single guy seated there, looking @ the expressions on their faces. I could tell right there and then, that there were already alot who had that look of dirty carnal lust in their eyes and any of them would have been fighting one another to be the very first to have me also bent over one of these seats, as they joined the mile high club.
I then waited a few teasing seconds, before then turning to the guy I had seen leave the toilet. I took the still open magazine and placed it on his lap in front of him, as I then lent over to whisper into his ear.
Softly I said, “I know this belongs to you, I seen you leave the toilet. Why waste all of that hot thick cum on a paper towel, when you could be the guy in that photo for real.”
I t was then, that I grabbed his attention and pointed to the wet stain I had placed on the photo. Below it was a written out phone number of the hotel I was staying @ on the stop over tonight.
I finished then by saying, “I really, really hope that you have some other friends with you on this flight, I can handle the pressure just like any other dirty Asian flight attendant can.”
I then watched as his jaw dropped @ what I had just secretly told him and left him still pondering it in his head, as I then turned to walk back to the serving quarters.
Drinks cart will now be coming out very shortly!!!!!, I called out.
I just knew that some of those guys would now be really thirsty, before heading off to the toilet to dream of their very own dirty Asian flight attendant to pretend fuck on the toilet.
There sure was a que of men wanting to go, by the end of the flight, lol.
That is what I remember most of all, the very first time it happened.
The pain, wetness, gasping for breath, racing heart, cum running down my chin, air caressing my exposed body, hair being pulled, trembling legs, aching to be touched tits, my pussey stretching even wider, red ass cheeks, torn panties, tingling clit, thrusting jerks, wildly shaking head, nibbling on the ears, hand over my mouth, exhausted pleasure, cum on my bare body, squirting splatter in my hair.
Those are the things I remember the most when I close my eyes now @ night with my hairbrush handle buried deep between my inner thighs.
I’m just waiting for my next emergency.
The buzzer I have slipped into my pussey will alert me to the next patient who is in need of some special care and attention.
Oooooo, there it goes again.
Its Mr Ngiaka, that’s the fifth time today that he’s buzzed me. He is naughty though. He keeps his finger held onto the hand buzzer for so long.
Mmmmmmm, ahhhhhhh, I’ll be really wet and sticky by the time I get to his ward to attend to him.
I still giggled to myself, even though the hot water spraying out, wasn’t quite the same as three rock hard cocks all squirting out their thick hot cum onto my face all @ once.
That day I was in the Principals office, with the caretaker and my science teacher for being caught behind the bike shed by the caretaker, for doing a science experiment which went totally wrong.
I did say after all to them, that I’d do absolutely anything to stop the Principal from ringing my parents and not be punished.
My step-son was a great helping hand for me in the kitchen today.
I was surly amazed @ how fast he could whisk those eggs for me and well, it got me thinking.
I had wanted to become a flight attendant for how long I can’t remember, but while waiting for my interview, one of the Captains happened to walk past me and I then over heard him say to one of the people there conducting the interview sessions, that he wanted me to be on his crew once I had passed my pre flight training.
I heard the person say that I hadn’t even been interviewed yet, to which he said, “I don’t care if she passes or not, make it happen.”
Now that I’ve been a flight attendant for a few weeks. That same Captain soon showed me why they have that autopilot button in the cockpit when I came up to see if there was anything that they needed to help keep them awake for the long flight ahead.
I now also know what is meant by the mile high club. The Captain, I found out, had more hrs clock up in this, than any of the other pilots that I’ve since flown with.
I still remember that moment years later, when I opened the door to my step-daughters bedroom without knocking and this is what my eyes fell on.
I had said to the paperboy that if he was keen to earn some extra pocket money, that there was a small window of opportunity to do just that, but he had to say yes or no to my offer without asking any questions.
As it happened, he did say yes to my offer.
Now he cums that often, he’s had to give up his paper run as it doesn’t pay as much as I do.
When I got home, my wife took one look @ me and said, “You look totally drained after that long haul stop over”.
I put my Captains hat down on my briefcase, before closing the front door to the house and then replied, “Your right, I don’t know how much longer I can do these exhausting long distant flights. Why I just don’t seem to get a chance to get any rest when back @ the hotel, as I always seem to find that some of the crew are always wanting a piece of me, one way or another.”
I think my teacher is finally cottoning onto why I asked to be shifted up to the front of the class.
Even though my work hasn’t improved, the scores I’m getting now in my tests are more than double what they were when I was @ the back of the classroom.
I never could get his attention sitting way back there.
I was just about to sit on the edge of the seat, when the caretaker yelled out @ me and gave me a fright.
"Don’t sit there!!!!, I have just finished painting and it’s all wet.", he said.
I pushed myself backwards up the wooden seat so that I didn’t get my skirt covered in paint, but when I looked back up @ the caretaker I could see him squinting his eyes as he looked straight @ me.
It was then I noticed the large lump forming in the front of his work trousers. Omg, he must be looking @ my white panties, as I looked back down between my open legs.
I couldn’t help myself and wanted to tease the dirty caretaker, so I slipped my hand down and traced a finger tip over and along the curved bulge of my pussey mound hidden under my white panties.
When I looked back @ the caretaker, I now noticed that his hand was inside his trouser pocket and I could see the outline of his hand shifting where the hard line was in his trousers.
I then giggled, as I thought to myself, looks like this seat isn’t going to be the only thing wet for most of the day, but I bet he would let me sit on his wet paint if I were to let him.
You know music isn’t the only thing that I can do well.
When I want something, all I have to do is go see my step-father to pull afew strings and it’s not long before I have him wrapped around my fingers.
When the bank manageress came to my house, to settle the amount of money I would need to buy my first house.
I soon found out what I was up for in terms of how much I would be able to borrow, but that first depended on just how much of a first deposit I was going to give her right there and then.
By the time she slowly walked back out my front door, she was impressed enough with the size of my deposit on her, that I could borrow an extra hundred thousand more, over and above what I first thought I would be able to repay back.
She told me that she would make monthly visits to make sure I was keeping up with my repayments and to get the regular commission that I had privately agreed to with her.
I just now wish my mortgage would go down as quick, as the hot cum being drained out of my tight balls each month.
Once I was nearer to giving birth, my husband suddenly didn’t want to have sex anymore, but just like my food cravings, the amount of sex I wanted also increased.
It is just as well the paperboy was so understanding when I cried on his shoulder one day when he delivered my mail and newspaper,
Before I knew it, while I was raiding the fridge on a daily basis, so too was the paperboy raiding me, to wet his own appetite.
It was really terrible, there had been a nasty car pile up on the motorway and there were ambulances arriving from all over the city.
The thing I remember about it the most, was that nearly all of the patients who came into the emergency ward, they were all in cosplay uniforms.
I was told that they had been traveling to some cosplay convention, when the accident happened.
One young man in particular, I will always. He was wearing a Darth Vaders costume and when the Doctor asked me to check him over for injuries, I found to my surprise when I lifted his dark black robe, that he was in fact wearing nothing underneath it @ all.
I remember gasping, as I lifted the black gown up and seeing the sight of his cock rock hard and twitching, as he lay there unconscious on the bed.
The Doctor took a look @ me and had heard me gasp and asked if it was serious.
I held my breath and reached out with the small circular listening microphone, while putting the earpieces into my ears to listen.
I placed it over the big thick vein I could see running up the length of his rock hard cock and looked @ my nursing watch.
Again the Doctor called out to me, “Whats his status nurse?”, he said.
I looked slowly back up @ the Doctor and he could see the look of apprehension in my eyes, when I said, “No Doctor………., he’s going to be just fine. Some big hard lumps here and there and some bruising, but the pulse is strong in this one.”, I replied back.
The first time my step-father caught sight of a pair of my thong bottom bikini’s, he was caught by me, hook line and sinker.
I blushed, when he whispered into my ear and said that I was the catch of the day.
@ hearing this, I briefly thought of abandoning ship, but after seeing that look in his eye, I then decided to stay aboard and go down with the Captain.
There was a knock @ the front door and when I went to open it, I found the nextdoor neighbours daughter standing there.
"Have you seen my kitty cat?", she said to me, before I could ask her what she was wanting from me.
"No I haven’t. What does your kitty cat look like?", I replied back to her.
It was then, that she momentarily looked from side to side, as if to see that no one else on the street was looking @ us both, then she reached down and lifted the hem of her skirt that she was wearing.
"Mmmmm, this is what my kitty cat looks like. If you happen to see her again, can you please be sure to give her a stroke for me, as she likes to be stroked alot and will then become your best friend.", she said, with a glint in her eyes.
I stood there silent for a few seconds, as I really was a taken back by her sheer boldness to me. Then it was my turn to look side to side along the street, before then saying to her.
"Well then, you had better come in then and you can tell me how you managed to find a kitty cat that is so friendly, that it likes to leave its home alot and likes to rub up to complete strangers that it even doesn’t know.", I said.
She then walked past me into my house, then turned in the hallway and said, “Is it this way to the kitchen?, as my kitty cat will eat just about anything that you care to feed it.”
I nodded and then followed behind her, as I thought to myself, mmmmmm, I can’t wait to see her starting to lap @ some of my milk.
They All Helped Me To The Best Ever Finish:
Coach said that I was in need of some extra exercise, as he felt that I wasn’t moving around the court as fast as he thought I could.
He took me to his exercise room and said that I should try out his new exercycle.
First he showed me how it worked, by demonstrating it himself. He sat on the bike and while grabbing hold of the handlebars, he then started to peddle.
As he did, he then pulled on the handlebars and the whole bike rose up and then back down as he continued peddling.
He did this for about half a minute, before then hoping off and motioning for me to hop on.
Once on the bike, he then used his fingers and pushed some buttons on the display counter which was mounted in the middle of the handlebars.
"Half an hour should see you right.", coach said to me.
I started to peddle as he then left the room. He was off to go see another tennis student of his who was still practicing outside on the court.
As I started to increase the speed of the peddles and timed that with the pulling motion of the handlebars, I then felt the seat of the bike between my legs, push hard up against my panties I was wearing.
I looked down @ the counter and I had, only in digital metres, I had only gone about 50 metres in distance. The counter…, he had set had a total distance of 2km’s for the half hour that I was meant to be on there, so I thought to myself that I would be up for the challenge and show my coach that I could last the distance while showing the stamina that he was looking for from me.
I then bared down on the peddles harder and the more I did, the more the tip of the bike seat dug into the crotch of my white panties.
Pretty soon beads of sweat started to break out on my forehead and neck, as I pushed myself to beat the time and distance coach had set out for me, but really, the sweat which was now starting to show through my white tennis uniform, it wasn’t from the exercise, oh no. It was from the feelings I was now having, as other secret fluids now started to seep from the curved mound between my pumping legs.
Before long, I couldn’t help myself and I started to softly moan, as I felt the building tension and familiar feelings of an orgasm about to sweep over my entire body.
It was then, that I didn’t realize that my coach had come back and was standing away’s behind me. As I brought myself nearer to no return, I suddenly heard him call out to me.
"Umi, I can hear the effort you are putting into this exercise. Well done indeed. Before you know it, you’ll be @ the finish line and feel like a real winner.", coach said from behind me.
I looked @ the counter, nearly less than a hundred metres to go to the finish.”, I silently said to myself. I pushed again, harder still on both of the peddles. I gripped my inner thighs, each around the front edge of the bike seat and felt my pussey clit being tortured under the soft white cotton fabric of my panties.
By now, some of the other tennis students had heard my increasingly loud screams of exertion. I could hardly believe it, they all thought I was pushing myself physically to my limits, when all the while, all that was happening, was that I was about to cum very hard on coaches exercise seat.
Behind me they all soon started shouting and clapping me on.
"Come on Umi, you can do it!!!!!!!", I could all hear them say loudly behind me.
I was so close now, but was I going to cum, before the counter finally finished and buzzed the end to the exercise.
If anyone had been standing in front of me, they would have clearly been able to see my now petite, taunt tits wobbling slightly about under my white tennis top. My nipples both felt on fire and were poking lines from side to side from under the white top. I so wished that I was able to reach @ least one of my rock hard, erect, coned, lite brown nipples, but I now didn’t dare let go of the handlebars, in fear of slipping off the bike entirely.
I felt the crotch of my white cotton panties and the soaked saturation in them, as they tightly hugged my now wet and sticky pussey mound.
Peddle, peddle peddle harder, times almost up, they were all cheering me on. I looked @ the timer………, 10 seconds to go!!!!
With four really big pumps of the peddles, I suddenly felt the electrical, wildly rushing surge begin to radiant out from the centre point of my tightly tortured clit.
AAAAAAARRRARRRRAARRRRRRGGGGGGGHGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, I then screamed out @ the top of my lungs, with what breath I still have left in me.
My heart was pounding and my head spinning, as I secretly felt the exquisite hidden contortions of my pusseyhole muscles ripple and squeeze in time to the rapid fire pulses from my now over sensitive clit.
I had only ever cum this hard before, when, when I was home alone one night in my bedroom and I had found a pile of dirty nude magazines in my step-brothers bedroom. I had rubbed my self and used the handle of my hairbrush to fuck my wet and sticky pusseyhole hard, while I looked @ this young guy fucking some girl in a Japanese school uniform from behind and he squirted his hot thick cum all over the underside of her pleated, check skirt where it had been lifted up over her tight ass cheeks.
Right now I was feeling those exact same explosive, uncontrollable spasms I had felt in my bed that night.
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh, I panted, as I gasped for more breath than what my lungs could actually hold.
I felt myself flop my upper body over the handlebars, my rock hard nipples then pushed up hard against the timing counter and the hard rounded buttons pushing back up against the coned, taunt tips.
As I lay there recovering myself, with sweat dripping off of my brow and running down from my neck in between my hidden petite tits. I then felt the slaps of hands on my back and more cheering and clapping.
"Awesome Umi, simply awesome.", I heard someone yell out.
As my orgasm ever so slowly dropped off from the momentous summit I had just conquered. I slowly felt my eyes close shut, as I whispered to myself, “Mmmmmm, yes that was an awesome finish, wasn’t it.”
Minutes later, I then tried my best not to giggle out loud, when I finally was able to hop off from that exercise seat, while coach was stand there beside me and then the slightly puzzled look on his face, when he looked down @ the black vinyl seat and seen the glistening wet patch all over the tip of the seat covering.
Wet Dreams Do Cum True:
Mmmmmmmm, I wonder how wet and sticky, Tobi’s bedsheets are now?
I knew my step-son Tobi, he was secretly watching me through the partly open bathroom window and would have been standing there in the cool night air, holding in his hand, his thick hard cock while squeezing the length of it in his gripped fingers, as I expressed milk from my two taunt nipples in turn.
I’m sure he would have wanted to cum once I pushed the jetting hot water from the shower rose and rubbed the face of it up and down my bare swollen pussey lips, feeling the hot water forcing its way under pressure into my sticky pusseyhole.
Looks like I’ll have to change his dirty bedsheets yet again tomorrow morning, but not before I know that he has squeezed out every last drop of his sticky cum onto his sheets, as I know he secretly tries to open his eyes while he thinks I’m not looking, when I enter his bedroom in my sheer see through nightie, to pull back his curtains.
I now know its a big cock, because one morning, his bed sheets were all crumpled up from tossing and turning about as he had yet another one of his wet dreams of secretly seeing me naked and I seen the thick veins cris crossing all over the length of it, as it poked out from under the edge of the cotton sheet. I seen it twitching and a slightly milky fluid seeping out from its tip as he lay there sleeping.
I had silently stood there getting and feeling more excited by the minute, as I wondered what would happen if I were to kneel down next to him and ever so gently lick the seeping wet cum from the tip of his rock hard throbbing cock. I had to stop fingering myself under my sheer nightie when I became that wet with cum, that my two probing fingers started making audible suction like sounds as my cum fully coated them both.
I wonder what Tobi will think, when he again secretly watches me tomorrow night while I have my shower and he see’s what I will do with the specially shaped shampoo bottle that I bought, after seeing how big and hard his cock gets while dreaming about me.
He was right you know.
We had been walking along this deserted dirt track while on one of our weekly natural walks, my step-father and me. When I heard him say to me, “you had better watch your step, as those deep grooves in the road, once you fall into them. They are really hard to get back out of.”, he said.
I had turned to him and smiled, as I lifted the hem of my dress I was wearing and replied, “yes I know exactly what you mean,you’ve been stuck in mine for the last year now and the more you go there, the more slipperier it gets than the last.”
Five minuted later, he was stuck again. No matter how much he twisted or curved his rock hard cock. He couldn’t seem to pull back out of my deep rut until he had managed to lighten his load abit.
I still remember the very first time that I seen the paperboy explode out his boiling hot, sticky white cum, while he watched me in my bedroom as the head of my vibrator squirmed around inside my asshole and I spread my glistening soft pink pussey lips as wide as I could, while quickly ramming a thick rubber dildo into my gaping pusseyhole.
As I was walking the wards doing my rounds, I suddenly felt my page going off and vibrating to let me know that I was urgently needed back @ the emergency department.
It’s just as well that I keep it in a handy place, because on any given day, it can vibrate up to @ least 50 times while I’m on my shift, if not more.
I had been trying to take an afternoon nap, but all I could do was stay awake while I closed my eyes and remembered seeing the harden swelled lump in the paperboys trousers when he delivered my mail earlier today.
I couldn’t then help myself and started to let my hands softly slide over my body until I felt the curve of my pussey mound under my dark pleated skirt.
It wasn’t long before I could feel my sticky pussey cum start to soak up against the inside crotch of my lace thong panties, as I pressed and rubbed harder along the length of my hidden smooth slit.
By the time the last sweeping wave of lustful pleasure had finally ebbed away, as my intense orgasm subsided. I arose to find the many beads of hot sweat covering the exposed skin of my large tits.
If only it had been his hot sticky white cum which had now covered them, I would have now started to lick it off.
Oooooo well, there is always tomorrow isn’t there, for a bored housewife to lay down and think of naughty, exciting things to do.
Mmmmm, I’d better get up, I can just hear a vehicle outside, it must be the milkman ready to deliver my milk.
"Tobi!!!!, what’s this? Blank pages in your textbook and what is all this sticky clear fluid over the front cover of it. You’ve got some explaining to do later after class.", Miss said to me, after handing in my latest assignment to her.
I was alittle surprised when my boss, he called out to get my attention, as I had been adjusting and pulling @ the nylon of my crotchless pantyhose to remove all of the slight wrinkles in them, when he said to me, ” That reminds me of ladders.”,
I looked back @ him with a rather puzzled look on my face, as I replied, “…but there aren’t any ladders in my nylons.”
He just returned a very sly smile as he said, “No I mean it reminds me of the game, snakes and ladders. Only thing is, we haven’t yet started to play the game yet.”
I then seen him starting to shake his hand inside his trouser pocket. Hmmmmmmmm, I take it then, that he was going to have first turn @ rolling his dice, but he should know though, that if I end up sliding down his snake more than once, that he will need more than ladders to see out the end to this game.
@ our end of year senior class photo session, we decided that because we loved our teacher so much, that we would get the photographer to take a couple of extra frames, just for him.
My tennis coach says that once I get skillful with only playing with his balls@ first, only then will I be able to use those skills learned, on the tennis court.
I mean, how hard can it possibly be to balance a pair of hard balls on the top of a tennis net and prevent them from falling while holding his big racket?
You just know that you are maid to perfection……., don’t you!!!
You know it always pays to have a pair of red panties on hand, especially when my car tyre goes flat and I’m in need of someone big and strong to help me get it changed over.
Excuse me!!!!!!!, yes you over there, can you spare a moment of your time?
I can honestly say, right @ that very moment.
I have never felt so sick in my entire life.
Mmmmmmm, is that making you feel better now?
My step-father says that he doesn’t mind @ all, if I sit down next to the bookshelf and quietly read, while he works @ his desk in his private study.
He says I’m not a distraction @ all.
Funny though, he always seems to be lost in some kind of deep thought whenever I happen to glance up, to see him there starring @ me.
The Doctors Treatment, Cured My Pain:
I went to the Doctor the other day because my wrist was beginning to hurt.
I watched as he gentle rotated both of my wrists in the same motion, as he asked me a series of questions as to when it was that I felt the worst of the pain.
I told the male Doctor that it was the most painful just before lunch each and every day. Then it would slowly subside through the rest of the afternoon until the next day. I also told him that the pain was mostly in my right wrist, but now because I was having to use my other hand to do the things I needed to do each morning, that my left wrist was now starting to feel like it was being over used as well, with a feeling of a slight stiffness to it.
The male Doctor then asked me to show him the way that I was using my right wrist when the pain level started to increase.
I nodded my head without saying a word and as I sat there in his consulting chair next to his desk, I then reached down and slowly lifted the hem of my skirt. I seen the change in his expression on his face, as I then wiggled my ass cheeks on the chair, so that I could ease down my white panties that I was wearing underneath.
The Doctor lowered himself onto the edge of his desk, as I then showed him the way I was using my wrist.
"See here Doctor, this is what I’m doing with my hand and wrist, but after nearly two hours of rubbing really, really hard, I start to loose all feeling in my hand for a few minutes, before my wrist then starts to throb in pain.", I told him.
He didn’t immediately speak, as if in some deep train of thought, before finally saying, “….. and you say you do this each and every morning for @ least two hours each day?”. he said.
I again nodded my head to confirm his searching question, as I continued to quickly rub the palm of my hand over the sparse trail of pussey hairs which covered my pussey mound.
The Doctor stood up and paced the room for a few seconds, before then going to his medical cabinet and pulling out some small round metal tube with a plastic cap on the end of it. He then returned to my side and sat back on the edge of his desk.
"Yesssssss, yessssssss, I can quite clearly see what is causing the pain to your wrist. It’s called R.S.I. syndrome, or repetitive stress syndrome. You are applying too much pressure and because of that, you are creating alot of friction and this is what is causing your wrist to hurt so much.", he said, with a confidence to his voice.
"Now see here, the contents of this tube will help reduce that high amount of friction by quite a considerable amount.", he further said.
With that, he slipped on a pair of thin white rubber gloves over his hands, before then removing the cap. He then squeezed his fingers either side of the tube, until I could see what looked like a semi clear miniature snake, slowly sliding out of the end of the tube. I then watched him rub the thick gel between his fingers until they were all wet and sticky looking and each finger now glistened from the cast light shinning down from the overhead lights in his office.
I held my breath, as he reached down and gently applied the sticky gel along the length of my now exposed pussey slit. The gel was slightly cool compared to the heat that was now coming from my tender soft skin of my pussey lips and I let out a low sighing moan as he then spread the sticky fluid in a circular motion over the hood of my throbbing clit.
Once my pussey was fully covered in this thick, sticky goo, he then took hold of my right hand and placed it over my clit, so that my middle fingertip was now touching the slippery coned hood of flesh of my clit. “Right, now all you need to do, is to use the same hand actions as you have done before and you’ll see straight away what a difference this gel will make in reducing any further inflammation of your wrist.”, he said to me
I looked down in between my spread thighs and started to apply pressure to my throbbing clit. I rubbed my fingertip increasingly harder right along the length of my hooded clit, as I would have done so if I had been @ home in my bedroom while sitting on the end of my bed. In moments I could start to feel the difference he was talking about. Now as I tortured my clit under the tip of my finger, I was no longer aware of any pain in my wrist @ all. I felt my breathing starting to become raggered and sharp, as I now continued in earnest, free of any pain.
Just as I started to close my eyes, as I felt the electrical tension building up within my body, as my orgasm slowly spread out and invaded every nerve ending in turn. I then felt another sensation, it was a warmth, but also mixed with that same slight coolness. It was then that I realized that something was being inserted into the sticky glistening opening of my pusseyhole. The male Doctor had inserted his white rubber gloved finger into my pussey and was now squirming it around inside my sticky soft tunnel and I responded by squeezing my inner pussey muscles tight around his probing finger. Soon I could hear an audible squelching sound as he repeatedly push his finger in and out of my pusseyhole, with all of my pussey cum and thick clear gel combined which coated his glove, to make make his gloved finger sound like it was being pulled out of a tight vacuumed hole.
By now I was making soft moans of pleasure, as the electrical waves slowly increased from ripples, to ever increasingly, crashing, pounding waves.
I now rubbed as hard as I could possibly muster with my fingertips over my swelled clit. The slippery coned point of sensitive flesh yielding further pleasure as I bared down on it with increased, repeated pace.
Suddenly something broke inside of my body and I felt my whole body tension rigid, as my orgasm finally burst within me. Breaking the suburban house wife dam which most people would see in my normal composure and then swept throughout my entire body till it felt like something was about to tear me apart and escape from my body.
I started to buck in the seat with my hips, as my pussey muscles contorted and rippled over and around the male Doctors still squelching finger. “OOOOOMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGG!!!!!”, I finally yelled out in his office, before letting out a guttural scream of wanton lust. The Doctor quickly turned his head towards the door of his office, I think, half expecting his receptionist to come flying in, to see what all of the commotion was happening, but the door never opened. I now had my ass cheeks lifted off from the seat, as the male Doctor continued to force his finger into my sticky pusseyhole against the force of my tightly squeezing pussey muscles.
With one last swipe of my fingertip over the ridged tip of my clit, I again shuddered as if in some kind of mental fit. All of my entire body was tingling, inside and out. Beads of sweat now slowly trickled down my forehead and formed also in between my taunt breast still held within my dress. I felt the hot sweat then seeping down in between my tits, with the pattern on my dress below my tits darkening from slowly soaking up my expired sweat.
It must have been @ least a full minute while my orgasm took hold of my body and wrenched and wrecked my mind of its senses, but one of absolute pure lust. Never had I had an orgasm like that before while by myself in my bedroom, the added sensation of the Doctors probing finger into my sticky pusseyhole quickly tipping the tide to one of my most explosive, pleasurable moments I’ve ever had.
As I slowly let myself fall back in the seat, the Doctor then pulled away his gloved finger from my pusseyhole. As he did, I could see the gaping opening to my pusseyhole, all glistening, pink and soft. He stood up fully and then slowly started to remove the cum and gel coated rubber gloves from his hands.
I then watched him return to his desk and grab a note pad and pen, as I reached and slowly slipped my panties back up over my sticky pussey mound, as he then said, “Here……., I’m writing you out a prescription for some more of this gel to use. Apply it like I have just shown you on a daily basis and you should then see further improvement in a reduction to the pain that you have been suffering in your right wrist. Please note though, that this gel can’t be bought over the counter and that you will need to return here to see me for a repeat prescription once the current supply of gel runs out.”
He tore the slip of hand written paper away from the pad and held it out for me to take. He also offered me a tissue to wipe away the remaining gel and pussey cum from my fingers.
I looked him in the eye, as well as the large lump held within his trousers that he was wearing, as he sat in his chair turned towards me. My pussey still throbbed under my now re lowered hem of my dress, as I then stood up out of the chair I was in and then turned to walk to the door.
Just as I was about to leave, I turned back and said to him, “Thankyou so much for making such an accurate diagnosis of my problem Doctor. You can be guaranteed, that once this lot of gel runs out, that I’ll be certainly back for another prescription, as I suspect by that time, I might have to cure the pain you would have developed in your right wrist as well.”
As I headed out the door, I just heard him onto the phone to the receptionist saying, “there is no payment required for this woman that I’ve just seen and please hold my next appointment for @ least another twenty minutes while I ponder the results of this woman’s medical cure.