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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by BigBasher: 2:28pm On Jan 24
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by UltimateSpice: 6:05pm On Feb 01
Esther's eyes popped open with surprise; surprise and excitement.

'Really?' she said happily. 'Would you?'

Stanley tried to think about consequences; he tried to think about maturity; he even tried to think about Funmi. It was no use. The marijuana and
his throbbing rooster won the argument hands down.

'Yeah sure,' he said with a confidence he did not feel. 'After all, I probably should've done it two years ago. Maybe then it wouldn't have hurt you
so much.'

Esther gave him one of her winning smiles and then crawled forward to lie on her tummy across his lap. She looked at him over her shoulder,
still smiling, and then tugged the bottom hem of her shirt up as far as her lower back.

Stanley returned her smile and then looked down. His hands shook slightly as he brought them up to hover over her bum and he just stared at
the white cotton panties laid out before him. Gulping again he rested his one hand on the top of her thigh and then tentatively touched the
cotton fabric stretched across Esther's well rounded bum. Esther was still watching him expectantly and she wiggled a little bit when she finally
felt him touch her.

Slowly and very haltingly, he started rubbing gently. She grinned contentedly and then laid her face down to rest on her crossed arms. She
wriggled a bit and his rooster, hard and throbbing, stuck straight up through the pee hole on the front of his pajamas and wedged solidly in
between her thighs.

Both of them felt it and Stanley became nervous that she might get angry. Instead, she wriggled once more, sighing softly. Stanley groaned
softly himself as his rooster rubbed against the inside of her thighs. He set up a rhythm, moving his one hand back and forth steadily. To his
delight, she swayed with his rhythm, moving her bum and her thighs with every stroke. Stanley was in heaven.

So was Esther. She could feel his rooster pressing against her thighs and she repositioned herself slightly so the head of his rooster was now rubbing
against the lower lips of her pussy. Even though the cotton panties were between her pussy and his rooster, still it felt wonderful! Already soaked
from the inside by her pussy juices, her panties were now getting soaked from the outside by Stanley's pre-cum.

With both of them so high from the marijuana and from the mutual feelings of pleasure they were receiving, they both closed their eyes and
allowed themselves to be carried away by the moment.

Stanley's one hand was rubbing rhythmically across Esther's bum and his other hand was now stroking the inside of her thighs all the way from
the top of her knee to the crevice between her pussy and her anus.

Esther was moaning openly now. She started moving her hips up and down, grinding her panty-clad pussy against Stanley's rooster. Stanley started
moving his hips too, thrusting upward to meet her. With the hand that was rubbing her thighs, he pushed right up against the elastic hem of one
of the leg holes of her now drenched panties.

He wormed his finger inside and then pressed against her pussy lips. Esther immediately spread her legs wide and pressed against his finger
trying to ease it inside her. Needing no encouragement Stanley pushed his finger in and Esther groaned in pleasure. Stanley grasped her panties
and pulled them down to her ankles. Esther raised her hips to help and then lowered herself once more to grind against Stanley's rooster.

Stanley gently eased Esther into a sitting position on his lap, facing him with her legs straddling him. She reached down and held his rooster
steady and then lowered her pussy onto it. Both of them sighed heavily as he entered her. They looked hungrily into each other's eyes as their
hips began to move together. For the first time their lips came together and, at first tentatively and then passionately, they began to kiss.

Not very experienced with boys, Esther was amazed at how Stanley could make a kiss so erotic. The boys she'd had sex with mostly just closed
their eyes and grunted a lot when they bleeped her. She began to think that only people in movies kissed while they made love. Now she was
experiencing a real kiss for the first time. She was beginning to wish that they had kissed a lot earlier.

Stanley probed her mouth gently with his tongue as his rooster probed her pussy. Sometimes he would push past her teeth to mingle with her
tongue. She was used to that sort of kissing. When he gently pressed his tongue against the outside of her teeth and licked softly against her
gums he felt her shudder.

When he brushed his lips against her cheeks and her eyelids she moaned and mewled softly. When he touched the tip of his tongue to the
outside of her lips she sighed and trembled.

With the feelings Stanley was giving her, Esther wanted to speed up their sexual act. She started to buck heavily against Stanley but he put his
hands on her hips and steadied her motions, slowing her down to an agonizingly pleasurable pace.

He lifted her T-shirt over her head and gazed almost in wonder at her youthful body. Slowly and with reverence, he leaned forward and gently
sucked her right nipple into his mouth. It was hard and the scent of her perfume came faintly to his nose as he licked at it. She moaned loudly
and put her arms around his head, drawing him into her breasts. He placed one hand under her left tit and slowly rolled the nipple between his
thumb and forefinger.




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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by BigBasher: 6:08pm On Feb 02
Nice update
Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by Saturn101: 5:48pm On Feb 04
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by Awesome05: 9:56pm On Feb 05
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by UltimateSpice: 6:14am On Feb 10
He lifted her T-shirt over her head and gazed almost in wonder at her youthful body. Slowly and with reverence, he leaned forward and gently sucked her right nipple into his mouth. It was hard and the scent of her perfume came faintly to his nose as he licked at it. She moaned loudly and put her arms around his head, drawing him into her breasts. He placed one hand under her left tit and slowly rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

He nibbled and suckled on her right nipple and continued to caress her left tit. He lowered his other hand to her bum and pushed his finger between her thighs from behind. He gently massaged her perineum and he felt her shudder. She tightened her grip on his head and screamed out in pleasure. Her body convulsed and her hips bucked against him furiously.

He smiled to himself as he felt her cum and then he held her lovingly, kissing her on the lips and gently rubbing her back. He leaned back to look at her and smiled once more. She was still shaking and there were tears in her eyes. She was gasping for breath and her chest was heaving with each gasp.

The look in her eyes was one of both confusion and utter astonishment. It occurred to Stanley that she had never had an orgasm before; at least not a proper one. He guessed that she may have brought herself to orgasm a few times but none of the boys she had been with had been able to do it for her.

Esther was flabbergasted. Her mind, still whirling from the marijuana, was almost overwhelmed. Although the fucking had felt really good, she had never in her life experienced the kind of pleasure Stanley had given her with his lips and his hands. She thought she was in heaven as he suckled her breasts, tweaking her one nipple while nibbling on the other.

When he placed his finger between her pussy and her anus and rubbed in a small circular motion she almost passed out. In fact, she wasn't entirely sure she had not passed out. Now here she was, gasping for breath and sweating furiously as they looked at each other. She could almost feel the room spinning and she was grateful that Stanley had his arms around her so she could not fall backward.

Stanley lifted her gently and then laid her down on the couch. He stood up and removed his bath robe and his pajama bottoms. Now Esther was seeing him naked for the first time. For a man pushing thirty-five he was in pretty good shape. His stomach, although a little soft, was almost flat.

His arms and shoulders were well defined and Esther could tell that he was probably a lot stronger than he looked. His legs were muscular and solid and his rooster was hard and throbbing. His groin was covered with both his own and her secretions. His pubic hair was matted flat and his balls were swelling larger than any of the guys she'd seen naked before.

He lay down beside her and took her in his arms. They kissed for a long time and Esther was in heaven. He kissed her on the lips, on the neck and on her breasts. He even kissed her hands and arms. He started at her fingertips, licking and nuzzling the pads of her fingers and kissed his way up to her shoulders, then her neck and finally to her lips. By the time he parted her thighs and placed his rooster at the entrance to her pussy she was on fire.

He entered her and started the painfully and agonizingly pleasurable slow rhythm he had guided her into earlier. She wrapped her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck and held on like there was no tomorrow. With each stroke forward fireworks were going off in her head and her breath was pushed out of her. She wasn't even aware of the noises she was making.

Stanley was enjoying the noises she made immensely. Hearing her mewl and sigh and coo with every stroke made his rooster harder and longer, or so it seemed to him.

After what seemed like forever he began to feel the cum boiling up from his balls. He rolled his eyes back in his head and started pushing into her harder and harder with each stroke. She gasped and groaned and made unintelligible noises, each one more absurd than the previous one.

Stanley was steadying his upper body with his arms outstretched, his hands planted in the couch on either side of her head. He was grunting himself now and thrusting into her steadily.

Suddenly he growled and the fierce look on his face almost scared Esther. He was staring into her eyes intently and his lips were drawn back in a rictus. He grunted again and then Esther felt the explosion inside her. She felt him spasm and at the same time she could feel the tremors of his rooster erupting inside her.

She felt an intense heat as his sperm coated her insides and he grunted again. Once again she felt his rooster spurt and that was when her own orgasm hit. She began to shudder from head to toe and they held each other tightly as the spasms threatened to throw both of them off of the couch and on to the floor.



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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by ThrillPlus: 6:34am On Feb 11
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by UltimateSpice: 5:43pm On Feb 11
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by Saturn101: 8:56pm On Feb 12
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by BigBasher: 8:04pm On Feb 13
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by UltimateSpice: 6:06am On Feb 17
She felt an intense heat as his sperm coated her insides and he grunted again. Once again she felt his rooster spurt and that was when her own orgasm hit. She began to shudder from head to toe and they held each other tightly as the spasms threatened to throw both of them off of the couch and on to the floor.

After a full minute Stanley finally looked up. They were both coated in sweat and he could feel their mingled juices flowing over each other's groin areas. His rooster, spent and flaccid, was pressed against her sopping wet pussy, the head still partially inside and swimming in a mixture of his sperm and her wetness.

She opened her eyes and they looked at each other. They were both still pretty high, though the exertion of fucking had burned off a good portion of the THC flowing through their blood streams. They smiled at the same time and then kissed once more. Stanley sighed contentedly and stretched. He looked once more at Esther and saw that she looked upset about something.

'What's wrong?' he asked.

Esther frowned and tears started to gather in her eyes.

'What's wrong?' he asked again. 'What is it?'

She started to sniffle and sat up, her look becoming more agitated.

'What are we going to do?' she said finally.

'What do you mean?' he asked, his brain not working properly yet.

'What about my mummy?' she said with a sob. 'What are we going to do?'

Stanley's eyes opened wide in understanding and then he frowned. He sat up himself and stared at the floor while he tried to think.

'What are we going to tell her?' she said, the tears now running freely down her face. 'I could not just tell her that we had sex. I never want her to find out!'

Stanley looked at Esther and nodded slowly.

'Yes you're right,' he said. 'We could not tell her.'

Esther sighed with relief and then looked at the floor herself for a while. After a long time, she looked up again.

'Did this mean we could never do this again?' she said sadly.

Stanley wore a frown once more and then shook his head.

'No, I don't think so,' he said. 'I don't see any reason for us not to be able to do this again; just so long as your mummy never finds out.'

Esther smiled brightly and hugged him tight.

'Good!' she said excitedly. 'I was hoping you'd say that!'


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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by FairCritic(m): 6:22am On Feb 18
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by Saturn101: 6:34am On Feb 21
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by UltimateSpice: 5:04am On Feb 23
Esther frowned and tears started to gather in her eyes.

'What's wrong?' he asked again. 'What is it?'

She started to sniffle and sat up, her look becoming more agitated.

'What are we going to do?' she said finally.

'What do you mean?' he asked, his brain not working properly yet.

'What about my mummy?' she said with a sob. 'What are we going to do?'

Stanley's eyes opened wide in understanding and then he frowned. He sat up himself and stared at the floor while he tried to think.

'What are we going to tell her?' she said, the tears now running freely down her face. 'I could not just tell her that we had sex. I never want her to
find out!'

Stanley looked at Esther and nodded slowly.

'Yes you're right,' he said. 'We could not tell her.'

Esther sighed with relief and then looked at the floor herself for a while. After a long time, she looked up again.

'Did this mean we could never do this again?' she said sadly.

Stanley wore a frown once more and then shook his head.

'No, I don't think so,' he said. 'I don't see any reason for us not to be able to do this again; just so long as your mummy never finds out.'

Esther smiled brightly and hugged him tight.

'Good!' she said excitedly. 'I was hoping you'd say that!'



Episode II

The room became bright with need. Liquid spread across against her thighs and a stream of fluid came out from her sex. Her legs pressed
sinuously against each other, highlighting her curves and rounding her ass into inviting half globes.

His knee certainly moved her hips up as his arm swings down. "Smack."

She made a sound out this time. The fire danced across her buttocks while the sound sent eruptions of need and moisture from her. The sensations took her over.

His hand in the middle of her back kept her from wrenching away, his knee at her pelvis holding her in place. And his palm burning her skin.
Snapping. Slapping her ass. The sharp sounds and hot flashes felt as arousing as the feel. Her squirming and writhing made him feel harder. The
feel of him against her naked flesh was fantastic.
There was a sound from smacking.

And another. "Crack."

Stinging and burning. A glow that flared from hip to hip and straight up to the top of her head. And out.

She could feel a flood pouring from her sex. The feel of it puffy and openly waiting for whatever he desired. It made him feel longing for him.
His fingers. His mouth. Any bit of him called for them with twinges of need and want.

Still the spanking went on and on. She had long since given up struggling. Exhausted, her hair was against her cheek, her breath bunched; little
puffs of sputtered air puffing out like a guttering could die.
Up against her body, where it lay wriggling against his knee, pushing up into her squirming lush need, his full hardness pressed. It reminded her
that somewhere at the end of her ache, he awaited.

He would take her there at the last peak like a ravaging animal. Growling and groaning. Thrusting his lance deep into her. He would not be
tamed or turned or bartered with. He would take all that he wanted. He would demand it.

Another gushing from her soul. There was an outpouring of fluid and desire and hope. She could feel his throbbing. She longed for it inside her.
She wriggled on his knee with her stomach rubbing his hard dick. She ground into it, tried to stroke it with her body. She wanted it inside her so badly.

The searing red skin could feel taut. His hand striking her ass burns new with every crack poking through her psyche. A flood shoved out of her
open sex with each new jolt of fire.

The spanking went on and on. She could not believe her body kept shivering at every pause. Her insides spammed at each sound. She thought
that surely, she would become desensitized at some point. Immune to it. Every slap on her ads, though, sent her writhing with more intensity than the last.

His groans when she squirmed across his hardness. His gasps when she made a sound out. His sigh at her moans. The slap of his hand on her
bare tender flesh drove her constantly on to new heights.

She thought that surely by now, her body would have lapsed into exhausted glimmers. She could not believe it reacts so intensely even now. At
the movement of air when his arm raised. At the push off his knee against her hips. The bunch of his thigh when he certainly moved his hand
down toward her pooched out ass.


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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by BigBasher: 1:41pm On Feb 28
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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by UltimateSpice: 6:07am On Mar 01
His groans when she squirmed across his hardness. His gasps when she made a sound out. His sigh at her moans. The slap of his hand on her bare tender flesh drove her constantly on to new heights.

She thought that surely by now, her body would have lapsed into exhausted glimmers. She could not believe it reacts so intensely even now. At the movement of air when his arm raised. At the push off his knee against her hips. The bunch of his thigh when he certainly moved his hand down toward her pooched out ass.

The burning skin sent a deeper searing through her clitoris. She could cum, she realizes. She could just lose it. Right now. If she thought he would allow it. If he would grunt in her ear. "Cum for me now."

He's made it clear she's to wait for him. He wanted her to climax only when he said. If he told her to now, though, she'd collapse in a screaming bundle of nerve and flame. His word would drive her completely over the edge.

"Cum for me now," is all it took. When he told her, she melts. Before the sound had fallen softly to the floor, she dissolved into a million shivers.
She nearly disintegrated thinking of his voice speaking the words into her ear.

"Crack."

Trying to escape the orgasm forcing its way to the top, she thought of yesterday. The start. For this time. She squirmed. Could feel his hardness
pushing up. Seeking her wet opening. She wanted so badly to accommodate it. To take it inside.

He walked through her door yesterday just after nine in the morning. As he'd told her to do, she waited in the chair. Naked. Uncertain and
abashed and wanting. The cloth seat absorbing a steady stream of liquid from between her legs.

The legs that involuntarily uncrossed the moment the doorknob turned. She'd been sitting there, crossing, twitching, tapping, jiggling and
straightening her knees. As soon as he opened the door, though, her ankles spread apart as though answering his summons.

The lock clicked behind him with a wave of sensation. Nerves and fluid. Tingling that shoots off in every direction as he stepped casually toward
her, sets his case down, unbuckles his pants and certainly moved his quickly hardening penis between her lips.

She took it greedily. Her fingers hungrily reaching for his balls and his clothing. One to pull closer and the other to push at the floor. Her tongue
dances with a lavish rhythm. The humming and gasps of contentment. Of finally getting to touch him. Hold him. Give herself over to him. Her
body melts, running out through her heart into a pool for him.

He certainly moved deeper into her throat and she gobbles all of it. Hard and smooth, she tried to tell him how much she wanted it, but it slides
so easy and so far into her. "Just the way it shoved into my wet hole." She thought to herself. More liquid came out from her groin.

When he grabbed a fistful of her hair, she all but cums. The shivers start at her center and splay up and down and pierce her in every direction.
Her knees shake and she moans around the thick hard dick he kept pushing at her.

He grabbed her busy hands. Stopped their flailing. One trying to pressed cum from his balls out through his rod into her thirsting, gulping throat, one trying to get his pants clear of the shoes stuck to the floor.

He captured the one on his scrotum first, wrapped it with cute tape, winding it around and around. Then he suddenly moved her throat down
onto his throbbing tool and when her other hand jerked up, he snared that one, taping it snugly to the other. Now she squirmed. She could not
help it. His rooster pinning her in place, shoved in her throat and kept there with deft pressed from his hips made her need flood her senses.



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Re: Moments of Passion (18+) by Saturn101: 5:36pm On Mar 02
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