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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby \u2014 an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please\u00a0write to me<\/a>\u00a0and the pictures will be taken down \u2014 no questions asked. <\/em>
Happy reading!<\/strong><\/em>
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Part 3 of American Neighbors series. Read the other parts below.<\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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Part 1<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CHANGING TEEN<\/a>
PERCEPTIONS<\/a><\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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ANNALICIOUS<\/a>
NEIGHBOR\u2019S WIFE<\/a><\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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Truth be told, after my first time meeting with the Baker family, if someone had told me I would get to bed one of them and asked me which it was likely to be, I would have guessed the mom Anna<\/a>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Belonging to the same age group made her the most likely candidate. <\/p>\n\n\n

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Read about the 18 year old Kandy, my first sexual partner in America: Changing Kandy’s Perception<\/a><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

As beautiful as Anna was, her daughters were equally beautiful, sexy and desirable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

However, I wouldn’t have ever guessed that it would be Kandy<\/a>, a teenager that would be the first American I would fuck to my heart’s content. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her energy, insatiable appetite for sex and willingness to experiment meant that I was getting a lot of sex — sometimes 4-5 times a day. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I couldn’t have enough of Kandy and thoroughly enjoyed fucking her. On her part, she seemed to enjoy spending hours and hours fucking, cumming over and over while I fucked her brains out. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

For the most part, she came over to my place for sex or we thoroughly enjoyed each other during weekend road trips. <\/p>\n\n\n

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With time, I guess we got careless and when we were caught in the act by her mom, I expected shit to hit the ceiling and half expected the arrangement to come to an end. But the turn of events ended in bed with Anna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After her husband’s accident ten years ago, Anna had led a life of sexual depravity, focusing on bringing up her two daughters. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

With the clock ticking, Anna was unable to completely bury her desire for one more child and succumbed to the temptation after watching me fuck and cum inside her daughter Kandy. She all but blackmailed me into fucking and impregnating her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the days, weeks and months that followed, I was fucking Anna on weekdays and Kandy over weekends. There was hardly a day in my life without sex with one of two extremely beautiful, sexy and hungry women. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I changed my job about a year and a half later and moved from San Francisco to San Jose. But before I moved, Anna was four months pregnant. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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While her mom and sister were having sex with me at every opportunity, life was throwing challenges at Daisy, Anna’s older daughter. A rebel, Daisy moved out of her parent’s home at the age of 18 and moved in with her African boyfriend. When I first met the couple when they had visited the Bakers for dinner, Daisy was 22 and seemed extremely happy with her boy friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daisy never let on that she was in an abusive relationship. What started as emotional abuse by a controlling boyfriend gradually escalated to physical abuse. Even though he beat her often, she put on a brave front and never let her parents know.<\/p>\n\n\n

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It around 1 am on Monday night. For the past three hours, I had been in Anna’s bed enjoying her hungry body. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After cumming inside her pussy a second time that night, we were panting heavily and I was contemplating a third round when the phone rang.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We were in the hospital an hour later where Derek, Anna’s husband and Daisy’s father had joined us, driving straight to the hospital from work. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daisy was in the ICU with severe injuries and a miscarriage. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Over the next few days, as Daisy recovered, we learned about her boy friend’s emotional and physical abuse. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

This wasn’t the first time he had hit her. She had been to the hospital before too, but it had never got this serious. <\/p>\n\n\n

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That night — while Anna and I were celebrating her announcement of pregnancy with passionate hardcore sex — a 6-month pregnant Daisy was being beaten up by her drunk boy friend. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He left her badly hurt and bleeding and it took all her energy to call 911 and seek help. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Unfortunately, Daisy lost her baby that night. A police case was filed against her boy friend. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After his arrest, not only did it come out that he was drunk that night, but possibly high on drugs as well. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The police had recovered a number of controlled substances when they arrested him. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

When she recovered, Daisy moved in with her parents and filed for divorce. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a time when I was looking to change my job and Daisy too was looking for a job. <\/p>\n\n\n

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Daisy had transformed since I had last seen her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I remembered her as a bubbly, full of life, pretty girl with a ready smile. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

It appeared as if the life had just gone out of her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was hurt, depressed and hardly ever smiled anymore. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

While her bruises and injuries healed over time, the experience seemed to have sucked the life out of her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Whenever I could, I took Daisy to her interviews. As it happened, I got a job first and moved out. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

While the arrangement with Anna came to an end with the move, Kandy’s hunger for sex wasn’t sated yet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Which meant that either I visited Kandy or she came over to my new place over weekends. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Two months at my new place, I was still settling in, balancing work with setting up the house. <\/p>\n\n\n

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Whenever Kandy got a break from studies or if it was a weekend she came over — ‘to help me move in’ was her excuse. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She spent more time in my bed than out of it, so I hadn’t needed the guest bedroom yet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

To be fair to her, she did help me set up the house whenever we were not fucking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a weekday and I wasn’t expecting any visitors. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had just returned home from work that day and just stepped out of the shower when I heard the door bell. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was surprised to find Daisy at the door and my jaw literally dropped. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her beaming smile was back, but what I hadn’t noticed till now was how busty and curvy she was. <\/p>\n\n\n

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Her pregnancy must have filled out her breasts and she had obviously put in an effort to get back in shape since I had moved. And what a shape she had acquired!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hi,” she said, bringing me back to the present.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hi Daisy,” I replied, “what a pleasant surprise.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I tried calling but you never answered. I left voice mail, but then decided to take a chance and drop by.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Come in,” I said, opening the door and letting her in. Following her after closing the door, I added, “I was probably in the shower when you called.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She had come to San Jose for an interview at a restaurant and she thought she’d check on me before heading back home to San Francisco — nearly an hour’s drive. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She made herself comfortable and over drinks talked about her struggle the past couple months to get a job. <\/p>\n\n\n

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She had found a job at a fast food joint in San Francisco a month ago and things seemed to be going fine till her manager had forced himself on her last week, fucking her ass brutally till he emptied himself in her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

As she was narrating the experience, I couldn’t help imagining fucking her and that caused a slight stirring in my pants.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The experience had brought back the traumatic memories of her abuse by her boyfriend and she had quit the job. <\/p>\n\n\n

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“All I wanted was love when I moved out,” she said sadly, the life draining out of her face, replaced by a dark cloud of the horrors she had experienced, “is it that hard to find?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Not when you find a sensitive man who enjoys you instead of using you.” I replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I don’t remember being loved anymore. All I remember is being fucked and used. What I wouldn’t give for one night of passionate love.” she had a sad, lost look in her eyes for a moment. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

And just like that it was gone and she smiled her beaming smile. “Anyway, I am not going to let the past get me down,” she said, “if I lose hope, I lose everything right?” I nodded in agreement.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was optimistic of getting the job at the place she had interviewed today, but she was worried about the work hours. The restaurant closed at 10:30 pm and driving to San Francisco everyday at that hour wasn’t practical and so she would have to find a place in San Jose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You can stay here till you find a place,” I offered. “There’s a spare bedroom you can use.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Really?” she asked, her eyes lighting up, “but I don’t have money to pay any rent till I get paid.” she added.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Don’t be silly,” I said, “I wouldn’t take rent from you, even if you offered,” I said. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I don’t want to be a free boarder,” she said, her self-respect surfacing, “I will clean the place, cook, wash your car and do whatever chores need done to make myself useful.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You don’t have you Daisy,” I said but my mind was thinking about some very naughty things she could do for me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shutting my one-track mind down, I added, “But sure, you helping out is most welcome. Come I’ll show you the place,” I said getting up, “the spare room is right now like a store room because I haven’t had time to set the house, but I can put it in order for you.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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“If I get the job, I will help you put the stuff away,” she said as we concluded the tour of the house. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Look at the time, I should be heading home,” she added looking at the time on her cell phone. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Instinctively I looked at my watch and was surprised that it was already 10 pm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Why don’t you stay for dinner?” I asked. “I need to fix me something to eat too and you won’t find anything open by the time you get to San Francisco.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Can’t say no to Indian food?” she said, smiling, “but do you mind if I took a shower first? It’s been a long hot day and I feel grimy. This summer will be the death of me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course,” I said, “the guest bathroom is down the hallway on the left. But it doesn’t have any toiletries. They are in the master bathroom through the bedroom, also down the hallway but on the right. Just help yourself to anything you need and make yourself at home.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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As she picked up her purse and headed towards the bathroom, I headed to the kitchen, wishing I could have joined her in the shower.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I fixed dinner while she showered. It was when I was fixing the table for the both of us that I realized it had been a considerable time — well over an hour — that I had been cooking and Daisy was in the shower. I was beginning to wonder whether she was ok and was about to head over to the bathroom to check on her when I heard the bathroom door open and close. <\/p>\n\n\n

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I looked up and gasped as she walked appeared wearing one of my towels, her body dripping wet under it. I couldn’t help the instant erection and gulped, my mouth dry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The towel wasn’t very big, which meant she had to wear it low on her breasts, just barely covering her nipples. Water droplets glistened all over her ample boobs and down the valley between them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the other end, the towel barely covered her pussy. Daisy blushed shyly at my visibly evident discomfort.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sorry, had to snag one of your towels,” she said, “and, most of my clothes need to be laundered and I don’t have clean underwear for tomorrow. So, I took the liberty of throwing my clothes in the washer. It was only after I finished showering that I realized I had absolutely nothing to wear. I will stop torturing you with my almost nakedness as soon as they dry.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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It was an awkwardly quiet dinner with both of us extremely aware of her nakedness under the flimsy towel. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Kind heart and a good cook,” she said as she finished eating, “I am impressed.” After we were both done, she picked up the dishes and started clearing the table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I will go get your clothes,” I said, placing the dishes in the sink as she started washing them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No,” she said wiping her hands, and looking embarrassed and turning red, “I will go get them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“The dryer door doesn’t open sometimes, but if you prefer I don’t get them for you, that’s ok.” then grinning at her, I added while making the universal sign of jerking off with my hand, “I promise not to mess with your panties.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh my God,” she said blushing, “I didn’t mean it like that.” I started laughing as she turned beet red and ran out towards the bathroom to get her clothes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I was just kidding,” I yelled after her and continued laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was washing the dishes a couple minutes later, when I heard her calling my name. Drying my hands, I headed towards the bathroom.<\/p>\n\n\n

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She was bent forward trying to get the dryer door open. Her back was facing me and I could see her naked ass and the back of her naked pussy. I had to adjust my boner in my tracks and just stood there staring at her nakedness as she struggled with the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She let go of the door and sat on the floor after a few moments, sighing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I told you the door is a problem,” I said pretending as if I had just arrived. She stood up and stepped aside so I could get to the dryer. As I stepped past her, she took a step back, giving me room to access the dryer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The door needed to be held up and opened and once I got it open, I started taking her clothes out and handing them to her. After handing her the dress, I reached in and got her bra and panties out. Her bra was sheer and my boner was straining my tracks as I imagined how her nipples would be visible through it. Her thong panties were also sheer and the back was just a string that would go into her ass crack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taking them from me, her eyes moved down to the very visible erection in my pants. She blushed, thanked me and turned away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You can change here or in the bedroom, whichever you prefer,” I said, my voice hoarse as I headed out of the bathroom. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had done washing the dishes when she appeared. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I should be going home,” she said, “it’s almost midnight.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No way I am letting you go by yourself,” I said, “you can leave your car here. I will drop you home. I will pick you up tomorrow once you are ready. We can start moving your stuff over.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Most of the 40-minute drive to San Francisco was spent in an awkward silence.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Thank you for being a gentleman,” she said once we reached and I parked the car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Wasn’t easy, let me assure you,” I said laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I know,” she said, “I noticed your boner when you were handing me my bra and panties.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I have a confession too,” I said, “it wasn’t the bra and panties that gave me the boner. I saw you bent over trying to open the door. As tiny as my towl is, I could see your naked ass and pussy.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh God!” she said burying her face in her hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You are beautiful, you know.” I added, “don’t get discouraged by past experiences. You will find someone special who will treat you like you deserve to be treated.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thanks again,” she said, and placed a kiss on my cheek, “for everything.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After getting out of the car, she removed a packet from her purse and handed it to me. “For you to make a mess.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She winked at me and was gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After she had gone, I opened the packet and found the panties I had taken out of the dryer. They were soaking wet and had the unmistakable aroma of her juices.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I couldn’t help jerking off in them right there in the car… and then again when I returned home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The next day, I showed up at her place to help her pack and move into my place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was no talk of the panties incident from the previous night. She didn’t bring it up and I figured she was embarrassed by it and let it slide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On the flip side, the way her nipples poked through her top, it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra — I wasn’t sure if it was because of the hot summer day or for my benefit. Again, the mixed signals meant that I was hesitant and didn’t want to do anything that would make her change her mind about moving in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That day and that night were pure torture for me. Helping her move meant she was often inches away from me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her boobs often brushed against me. By evening, my balls were aching and imagining her sleeping next door meant that I had to jerk off three times.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Luckily I had her panties — soiled now with her wetness and two of my loads. Heading to the bathroom, I took her panties out of the laundry basket and deposited three more loads of my cum in them before heading back to my bedroom and drifting off to sleep.<\/p>\n\n\n

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My office was just a 10 minute walk from office, so I walked to work unless I had to go somewhere after office. I usually left my car in the garage attached to my house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The next day, when I got home from work, the garage door was open and floor was wet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

When I got closer, I realized that my care was shining. I had neglected to clean it since relocating to San Jose. Clearly Daisy had decided to “be useful” as she put it and had cleaned the car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She probably opened the garage door when she was cleaning the floor to let the water run out and had forgotten to close it afterwards.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Just seeing the car cleaned made my mind imagine all kinds of things about her body soaking wet while cleaning the car. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I imagined her topless even and imagined her tits against the windows and windshield.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I unlocked the door and let myself in. Daisy wasn’t anywhere in the house and I thought she might have gone to the grocery store or something.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The trash can was full, so I decided to take the trash to the dumpster in the backyard. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

That’s where I found her, lounging in the beach chair with an ice tea and reading a book. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was wearing just a bra at the top and her belly and navel were on full display.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Below, she was wearing tiny denim shorts. Her legs were towards me and the book covered her face. Her feet were half way up on the lounge chair which meant her knees were up in the air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I also noticed an iPod on her belly and headphones wire disappearing beyond the book.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was swinging her legs left and right, probably to the rhythm of the music she was listening to. Every time her legs spread, I got a glimpse of her crotch and the edge of black lace panties inside her shorts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She had tortured me last evening and on the very first day after moving in, she was torturing me again. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I just stood there adjusting my erection in my pants, wishing she wasn’t wearing panties so I could get a glimpse of her pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After a while, the song must have ended and she moved. Recovering from my trance, I headed towards the dumpster. She heard the sound of the dumpster lid shutting. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hey,” she called out, “didn’t hear you come in.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Hey,” I replied, smiling “you were listening to music… how was your day?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Pretty good actually,” she said taking her headphones off, setting the book on the floor and getting off the chair, “put away my stuff, washed your car and did laundry — yours and mine.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

SHIT! I thought — I had left her panties in the laundry basket with 5 loads of my dry cum in them. Surely she noticed that while doing laundry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes, I saw the car,” I replied, “the garage door was open.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oops, sorry,” she said sheepishly. She didn’t mention the panties and I wasn’t going to bring that topic up either.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I also cooked,” she said grinning, “dinner is warming in the oven.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes, I could smell something delicious when I walked in the door.” I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Fair warning,” she said, “I am not as good a cook as you are. So let me know when you are hungry and I will fix dinner. I’d just like to take a shower first, because it’s been a long hot day and I have been sweating it out and feel grimy.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“We can eat after your shower,” I suggested, “I will change in the meantime and put my feet up.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sounds like a plan” she said, “but mind if I use your shower? I have empty boxes and stuff in the guest bathroom that I meant to clean out but never got around to.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course,” I said as we headed down the hallway, “help yourself.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thanks,” she said planting a kiss on my cheeks, “be right there with my bathroom stuff.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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She left the bathroom door open and I couldn’t help watching her shower with a raging erection. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Are you just going to stand there and watch,” she called out from the shower, “or do you plan to join me?” I heard her giggle. What are the odds of getting to fuck the mother and both daughters? I didn’t need a second invitation.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Stepping into the shower behind her, I cupped her breasts from behind and started kissing her neck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sliding one hand down, I cupped her shaved pussy and started sliding a couple fingers across her opening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“So, question for you,” she said reaching behind and starting to stroke my hardness, “when I was doing laundry, I found my panties.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ummm,” I moaned into her neck, “I did make a mess didn’t I?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Was that just one load?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“More,” I mumbled into her neck and entering her pussy with my fingers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Two?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“More,” I said starting to move inside her. My hardness was pressed against her back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“How many?” she said giggling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” I said laughing.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“I certainly would,” she replied laughing with me as she turned around. Daisy grabbed my shaft and started stroking it. “My God, you are HUGE!” she moaned as I kissed her mouth. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Getting on her knees, she took my hardness in her mouth and started caressing my balls. As much as I wanted it to, it didn’t last long. Within just a few minutes, I stiffened and shot my load in Daisy’s mouth, a lot of it dripping out and on to her boobs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You didn’t have to do that,” I said as she stood up once I was spent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I wanted to,” she said, “from the moment I walked in the door.” I kissed her, our tongues wrestling passionately while I caressed her naked, wet body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“My turn now,” I said getting on my knees. Daisy raised a leg, placing it on the vanity counter, giving me access to her pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Taking her in my mouth, I slid my tongue in her hole and started tongue-fucking her. After a few minutes, eyes closed, Daisy was moving her hips in rhythm with my tongue, moaning with pleasure. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Replacing my tongue with two fingers, I found her swollen clitoris and sucked on it. As my fingers drilled her, I sucked, bit and licked on her clitoris, enjoying the honey dripping from her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daisy was moaning louder and louder by the minute, building up towards an orgasm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh God….Oh God….OH MY GOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD” she screamed, shaking violently as she came gushing into my mouth. I ate her through her orgasm, lapping up her squirts till her breathing returned to normal. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eating a woman to orgasm never fails to turn me on and I was hard again by the time her orgasm had passed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her leg was still on the vanity counter as I stood up, rubbing my hard-again cock against her opening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyes opened wide and she looked down, surprised at seeing me hard again.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“WOW! That quick?” she said smiling as she grabbed my shaft and guided it into her opening. She was surprisingly tight and it took nearly a minute for me to get myself all the way into her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyes went wide and mouth opened in a silent “O” as my hardness filled her pussy. Daisy groaned when I thrust all the way into her slamming my pole into her depths.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kissing her mouth hungrily, I started moving in and out of her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Over the next 15 minutes as I ate her mouth and devoured her tongue, I kept increasing the tempo, building up to a feverish pace, plowing Daisy hard and deep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Cum in me” Daisy grunted between thrusts, “please cum in me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was so close to an explosion, but wanted the moment to last. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

My cock was throbbing in Daisy’s pussy and I was holding back, pounding her as hard and deep as I possibly could.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Daisy shook as another orgasm hit her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her pussy lips contracting and squeezing my cock were too much for me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was shaking all around my cock, screaming in pleasure, begging me to cum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“FUCK!!!!” I exclaimed stiffening as her pussy gripped my cock and I erupted in her, shooting my load deep inside Daisy for over a minute, till I was completely spent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My cock still in her, we kept kissing hungrily under the shower.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Fuck! that was amazing!!!” Daisy groaned in between kisses, still grinding her hips against me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I am hoping you aren’t done for the day,” I said, “because you said you wanted to know how many loads I messed your panties with… want to find out?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Hopefully not in my panties this time,” she said grinning and nodding eagerly, “I may have a secret or two for you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Still kissing and exploring each others’ bodies with our hands, we stumbled out of the bathroom and into the bedroom dripping wet. We collapsed on the bed, Daisy on top of me, and continued kissing hungrily for a few minutes before she broke the kiss and guided my mouth to her erect nipples.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As I sucked on her tits, I felt warm liquid fill my mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pleasantly surprised, I stopped sucking her nipple and looked at her. <\/p>\n\n\n

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She was smiling naughtily. “Surprise!” she said, “Like it?” she asked. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Boy did I like it! Breast milk turns me on even more than eating a woman to orgasm and I my dick sprang erect.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I squeezed her boob till warm milk squirted out before taking it back in my mouth and sucking on her milk. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

My God, every bit of this woman was delicious. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After milking one boob for a few minutes, I took the other in my mouth and started sucking again. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

My hand slid between her legs and I entered her with two fingers. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She was dripping and started moaning as I started finger fucking her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You’re incredibly delicious,” I said to Daisy, completely aroused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Got enough in the tank to fill me up again?” she asked teasing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Just once more?” I asked, making her laugh, “I would love to keep going all night long.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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I lifted her legs and entered her again. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

My tongue found hers as I started thrusting into her again. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After kissing her a few minutes, I noticed one of her nipples was leaking. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taking it in my mouth, I sucked and milked her while thrusting faster and faster inside her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She let me drill her and kiss her that way for a few minutes before pushing me away.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Turning me on my back, Daisy got on top, riding me cowgirl while I played with her boobs and pinched her nipples. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After a few minutes, she started leaking milk again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daisy groaned and stiffened, erupting in another orgasm. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I pulled her down and took her nipple in my mouth, thrusting hard and fast into her as she came. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The dual arousal of getting milked and drilled made her go over the edge again — her second wave even more violent than the previous. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I let her ride the orgasm before laying her on the back and getting on top.<\/p>\n\n\n

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I hammered away in her as Daisy seemed to go limp with exhaustion from her back-to-back orgasms. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She put her hands around my neck and her legs around my back as I pounded her to a frenzy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After ramming into her for ten minutes, I felt my cock swell up as I neared my climax.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Not yet, not yet, not yet,” Daisy begged as she closed her eyes inched towards another orgasm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I kept drilling her, struggling to hold back, waiting for her.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Yes, yes….now, yessssssssss” she screamed shaking like a leaf in a couple minutes, her pussy muscles tightening and milking my cock, taking me over the edge as I filled her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Totally spent, I collapsed on Daisy, both of us covered in sweat and panting heavily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That was mind blowing,” Daisy groaned between pants.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You are exquisite and delicious, Daisy,” I said, kissing her lovingly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You know something,” she said, a wicked look in her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You are way better than Kandy said you were,” she said, giggling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“WHAT!!??”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I didn’t believe her when she said you could cum 3-4 times in a night and were an incredible fuck,” she said kissing me, “but you are better than I ever imagined.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Wrapped around each other, we drifted off to sleep. She woke up a couple hours later and started stroking my cock, waking me up.<\/p>\n\n\n

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I drained both her breasts of her delicious milk and fingered her to an orgasm before mounting her from behind. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I pounded Daisy hard for 20 minutes and she had another orgasm before I creamed her doggie style.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I fucked her again when we woke up the next morning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Do we really need to fix up the other bedroom?” she asked and we both laughed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You had already got a job when you came here last night isn’t it?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Daisy nodded shyly, “I start working in 3 days.” she added.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You aren’t getting out of this bed for two days then,” I said, going hard as I watched her breast start leaking.<\/p>\n\n\n

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We fucked like animals for two days and two nights…I kept eating her to orgasms after orgasm, kept milking her breasts and kept filling her hungry pussy with load after load of cum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We finally stopped fucking two hours the before she had to leave for work. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

As I watched her dress up and then leave for work, I was wondering whether Daisy and Kandy would enjoy a threesome.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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