1. Claiming the Rear Entrance


    Date: 1/12/2017, Categories: Anal, Author: AlexaFox, Rating: 30, Source: LushStories

    of nerves. I've been told more than once that I have a big fat clit; I always respond with a quirky comment about more intense orgasms. Still watching the anal fucking, I pluck at my swollen throbbing clit, making my nipples tingle and my legs stiffen with bliss. I move my fingers up and down my burning clit edging closer to euphoria. I see the cook’s face strain before he pulls out and jerks his slick cock as he begins shooting white sticky cum all over her ass cheeks. The hostess giggles and seductively rubs the white creamy substance into her round perky ass. The line cook kneels and pushes his face between the soft globes to lick at her used tender rim. He continues his post-coital sampling by slowly licking and tasting his own spent seed from her ass. At the carnal sight, I push myself over the sharp edge and an intense climax silently courses itself through my body. My legs go limp, my head is buzzing with endorphin, and my heart is pounding. I compose myself and start backing away quietly as the cook rises to kiss and nip at the hostess’s neck. Back at the cleaning closet, I collect the mop and begin cleaning the floors as the memory of the hostess’s expression of pure bliss coupled with moans of pleasure swim in my head. Was it possible for anal sex to be pleasurable? I finish the closing duties as fast as humanly possible and say a quick goodnight to my mom who's still completing paper work in her office. On the short drive home, naughty thoughts fill my head which ...
    would surely please my lover, James. As I pull in the driveway, his truck is nowhere in sight and none of the inside lights of the small house shone through the windows. I have managed to beat him home but he should be arriving from work fairly soon. I hurry out of my car and into our house and strip down to my bare skin, leaving a trail of clothing leading from the front door to our on-suite bathroom of the master bedroom. Needing to clean off the sweat and smell of grease from work, I turn on the shower to hot and step into the spray of the water a few minutes later. I let out a small moan of pleasure as the hot water rains over my skin leaving small bumps in its wake. I love the feeling of water droplets racing down over my face and trickling down my stomach to reach my aqua painted toes. I take a big breath of the hot steamy air rising from the shower head; my tense, overworked muscles ease into relaxation as my racing mind quiets and worry drips away from my soul. I rinse out my hair and wash my body with my soapy white loofah. Taking my favorite night jasmine-scented body soap, I lather a small amount in my hands. Curious, I begin rubbing my foamy hands over my round ass cheeks in a circular motion until my wandering wet fingers are pressing against my untouched rosebud. The feeling of my pressing fingers is new and sort of pleasing in a foreign way. A flash of the hostess’s face in bewitching pleasure while getting rammed in the ass flashes through my mind. The picture ...
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