stopping her up-and-down motion on his dick, which had hardened and grown considerably larger ever since she began her hand job on him.
Ben stopped licking Bianca’s breasts and sat up straight. His hands found her jeans and began to move frantically, dealing with the buttons and zippers that stopped him from expBiancang Bianca fully and completely. He slid her jeans and her panties down her slim hips, finally revealing her slightly hairy pussy to him. He stared at her jewel for a moment before shifting down her legs and lowering his head into the very wet and soft-looking mound that was all for him to do whatever he wanted to it.
“Ben,” Bianca whimpered, and that was when his tongue finally found the soaking-wet crack. Bianca, her legs now free from Ben’s knees, raised her hips to his tongue, as if encouraging him to go on and keep up what he has been doing. As if urging him on to take I all, take as much of her pussy as he can. He was only too glad to oblige. He reached up and placed his hands on her breasts for some leverage while his mouth did things to her pussy.
Bianca was now practically insane with pleasure. She let some of the intense pleasure out by writhing and squirming on the couch and crying out loud. Her hand was still on his cock. She didn’t want to let go. His dick felt too good in her hand. She realized she wanted him inside her, and fast. And that was when his tongue slid in through her crack and flicked and explored the soft, wet space inside her. She cried out. In her ecstasy, she removed her hand from Ben’s cock and wound both her hands on his hair again. She pushed his head down, burying his mouth and tongue on her pussy. Ben’s hands were digging into her breasts, adding to her intensifying pleasure.
Their cries echoed and rang all over the living room, mingling and filled with passion and pure emotion. Bianca’s pussy grew wetter by the second, her juices beginning to trickle down her thighs. Ben looked up for a moment, and she saw some of her juices had smeared the area around his mouth. She was aroused by the sight of his face stained with her exotic fluids. She pulled at his hair harder, making him look up at her again.
“Get right inside me, Ben,” she said urgently. “I–I’m not sure how much more I can take. I want you inside me now.”
Ben ran his tongue all over Bianca’s cunt one more time before standing over her in all fours, making sure his hips were level with hers. He grabbed her long slim legs and wound them around his hips. He poised himself over her body for a moment, studying her sweaty, glistening body. She looked perfect in the afternoon sun, her brown hair sticking along her forehead.
He didn’t stick himself inside her right away. Instead, he rubbed the tip of his penis against her swollen, wet pussy teasingly. He knew Bianca was ready for him, but he didn’t want to give in to her demands right there and then. He was the master here, and he would dominate. His teasing rubbing motions were excruciating for Bianca. She bucked her hips, all the while gasping and crying out loud. She begged him to do it, to plunge into her right now, she was going crazy with wanting, going mad with the intensifying surges of lust shooting from every inch of her body. He ignored her please and went on with his teasing, making as if he would slide his dick inside her, only to withdraw it at the last moment and resume the rubbing motions.
Bianca pulled and tugged at Ben’s hair by the handful. The bastard refused to do what she wanted. He simply went on teasing and torturing her. She was half-mad now. She felt she would come soon, and she wanted to come with Ben right inside her. She wanted to soak his rod with her bodily juices, her fluids of pleasure. She wanted to wrap herself around him and surrender to the tidal wave of ecstasy that was now threatening to consume her.
Her thoughts were broken when he suddenly rammed himself inside her. Her eyes flew open and she gasped then cried out loud. Oh, the sensation! He was so huge, so large, so full. She was amazed she could fit a thing the size of his cock inside her. He slid himself out and thrust inside her again. She gasped; she couldn’t help it. It was painful, even with her so wet, because he was so enormous. She realized he wasn’t being gentle. She didn’t know if he was doing it on purpose or not. But she didn’t care. He was inside her now, thrusting and sliding in and out. That was what mattered.
Pain quickly turned into pleasure and ecstasy. Bianca’s pussy gushed forth more juices, making it easier for Ben’s cock to slide inside her. His cock was properly lubricated now, and he found he could thrust in and out of her tight cunt more easily. He was practically sliding inside her now, his entry facilitated by the fluids that never seemed to stop spurting out from her pussy. He realized Bianca, incredibly aroused, was going to explode any minute now. He moved his hips faster, grunting and breathing harshly as he repeatedly dove into her.
Bianca locked her ankles together behind Ben’s back, pushing him and his dick even deeper inside her. Her eyes rolled upward and she began to lose sense of who and where she was. The ecstasy was incredible, incredible! Her hands worked themselves into a frenzy in Ben’s hair. Her cries and his grunting mingled and made a sort of weird sexual music that flitted around the living room. She had never felt anything like this. In a way, she found the sexual encounter exciting because she was doing it with someone whom she barely knew, someone whom she had only met for the first time. It was almost like going into bed with a stranger one picked off the street. This had been one of Bianca’s favorite sexual fantasies for a while now, and this was why she was glad she had done it with Ben. Sure, she knew knew Ben, but since she had only seen him for the first time, he also fell under the “stranger” category.
The orgasm cut through her without warning. She cried out loud, and her body reacted with her cry. Her fingers dove madly into Ben’s hair, and her legs tightened even more around his hips. She raised her hips, wanting all of him inside her. She felt her sense of awareness fade away, only to be replaced by the sudden surge of immense pleasure that seemed to rip her apart.
Ben joined her only seconds later. Inside Bianca, he felt her orgasm rip through her as she shook and shivered violently. He felt her cunt tighten and release the exotic juices that only frenzied lovemaking can produce. Feeling her liquids aroused him even more, if such a thing was possible. He knew he was going to come in no time too, and it pleased him that he and Bianca were able to come almost together.
His orgasm blew him away. He also cried out loud, and with newfound strength, he plunged even deeper into her vagina, burying his penis almost up to the hilt. He was so fully inside her. He was feeling her flesh in every inch of his cock, and the thought made his orgasm even stronger. He spilled his hot fluids inside her, filling every inch of her with his exotic juices. Just as he thought it was over, he came again. He shivered violently too and collapsed on top of Bianca, spent. His breathing grew harsher. As his chest rose and fell, he felt her breasts against his chest. He reached out with one hand and cupped one breast.
The smell of sweat and come filled the air. When Ben felt he could catch his breath just fine, he propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at Bianca, still breathing quite harshly. She was very sweaty, but the glistening sweat only added to her appeal. Ben grinned. Boy, was this going to be a fun two-week vacation.
“What are you smiling at?” Bianca asked, still panting slightly.
Ben grinned. “It was nice meeting you, Bianca.”
Bianca smiled back. She was glad to have met Ben too. Boy, was this one steamy babysitting session!
The Boss and I
When I came to, the boss was on top of me. He was sweating, grunting, and breathing in short, sharp bursts. His dark hair, already thinning at the top, was matted with sweat and sticking to his bulging forehead. He was in his late forties, and he had long abandoned taking care of himself in the last decade. His belly bounced along as his hips made thrusting motions. It made an ugly sight. The sight of his disgusting gut bouncing along to his motions brought a fresh wave of loathing in me. But beneath the loathing, there was also pity. He was getting older, yet his daughter was still so young.
He had married quite early, but his wife had conceived very late. They were overjoyed when their daughter came into the world, but fate can be terribly cruel. Their daughter, Isabella, was only three years old when the boss’s wife had a fatal heart attack. Since then, he had been raising Isabella on his own. The tragedy happened five years ago. Isabella, now eight years old, had grown as a sweet, cheerful child. I know this because we’re next-door neighbors and I babysit her regularly. Yes, the boss and I live next door to each other, but it wasn’t until I was twenty-one when he started to hit on me and we began this so-called sexual affair.
The boss may be round and bulging, but he wasn’t bad looking. His face, just like his brown eyes, was clear and smooth. He had large yet surprisingly gentle hands. His cock wasn’t the biggest I saw, but it was one of the
