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I laid there full of lust as he left my room. I could hardly breathe I was so aroused. Sleep was fleeting. Anticipation had me wrecked, not to mention the "blue balls" Sammy had left me with.

Rubbing hard on my pink little pearl, I eventually fell asleep after got toing a couple of tame quakes of orgasm. Just enough to make me sleepy.


"Good morning, honey," I heard Mummy sing into my room. Yes, finally it was time to get going. I sprang up from my bed like a little kid at Christmas.

I was all ready to go the evening before, even had my clothes set out to wear for the trip. After a long hot shower, paying careful attention to shave smooth all of Sammy's favorite parts of me, I was in my bathroom fantasizing.

I pulled on a brand new pair of candy apple red low rise panties with little cherry embroidery on the right butt cheek. They were cute...these were more for my pleasure but I knew Sammy would love smacking his cherry target.

I admired the roundness of my bum as my denim mini skirt wrapped itself around my bottom. Just after pulling on a favorite white tank top I was ready to go. An ordinary polytechnic kid going on a not so ordinary road trip.

All I had to do was take out my last batch of chocolate chip meat pie for the road and we were good to go. "You look cute, Nee," Mummy cooed as she walked into the kitchen.

"Now listen, don't give Sammy too much trouble. You know he doesn't get a lot of long weekends off, but it means a lot to him. Oh, and not too many parties. You know you worry us. Oh and if you get into any trouble, just call Sammy at the hotel.

Oh yeah honey and one more thing, no girls. You and Sammy are staying in the same room so no bringing anyone home." She kissed me as I was walking out of the door and I pretended to be annoyed at the last comment. There was only one 'boy' she needed to worry about!

I sat in the front seat of Sammy's van, my belly doing flip flops. I watched as he passionately kissed Mummy, grasping her bum and pulling her close. I'd be getting mine soon.

She was under his spell too, melting in his arms, probably ruing the day she agreed to lose her man and her dick for three whole days.

Sammy stepped into the car, semi-hard from the enthusiastic production he just put on with Mummy. "Save all of your energy, Big Uncle," I teased, crossing my thick chocolate brown legs in his direction.

The conversation was light during breakfast. Some teasing talk of our past exploits and how Sammy met Mummy. "She was a lot like you. Too sexy for her own damn good and good at showing it off. She wasn't easy though...mostly because I wasn't quite her flavor."

Mummy was like most people who preferred their men milk chocolaty, like my real dad. "I was after her, constantly. Finally, I broke her down and got her to go on one date with me. I laid on my charm...you know, the charm," he chuckled sarcastically and winked in my direction.

It's funny how he is such a dork sometimes, but still one of the sexiest men I've ever been around. We jokingly said and chatted through breakfast before getting ourselves together and back into the van.


We drove for a little over an hour before Sammy actually made his first move. "So tell me, dirty girl, what do you have in store for this weekend?" I was ready for whatever came up. I just needed some relief.



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She felt an intense heat as his sperm coated her insides and he grunted again. Once again she felt his cock 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 cock, 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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This time, Patricia felt really shocked. Is he showing me off? Surely he was not. He bleeps every girl that works here.

“Yes, I think the more she shows, the better it looked,” Akin said, licking his lips like a predator ready to jump its prey.

The two sets of eyes from the two younger men on her body, staring at her, exploring her, judging her ... her breathing got heavier. She was
excited. She was wetting her thighs and she hadn’t even been touched yet.

“Take the dress off,” Uche commanded.

Patricia knew that she did not have to. She could refuse. She could pull the dress down and run out of there. But she did not want to. She was
enjoying this. She enjoyed the judgment, the stares, the attention. She wanted to enjoy more, to expose more of herself to these two young men.

Patricia felt daring. She met Akin’ eyes through the mirror and while keeping that eye contact, she grabbed the bottom of the scrunched up
dress and pushed it up over her head. She tossed the clothing to the side and bent back over, already knowing what Uche was going to want.

Bent and almost completely naked, Uche and Akin could probably see her pussy. She was sure they could already see it, and they could see how
wet she was. They could see her swollen folds pulsating and waiting for a finger, a tongue, a cock. Patricia liked being turned on this way. She
liked being controlled this way.

“Now that’s a better look for her,” Uche said looking down at the erection clearly visible in the front of Akin’s trousers. “I’d say you think so too.”

“Clearly,” the assistant manager stated with a hint of sarcasm.

Uche smirked and chuckled. He turned his attention back to Patricia and said, “Take off your bra.”

Patricia did not linger anymore. Her hands quickly moved behind her back to undo the buckle. It fell to the ground, revealing big, naked breasts
to the mirror. She was standing completely naked, watching in the mirror, Uche and Akin staring at her excited body.

“See,” Uche said, motioning toward her with his hands. “For her age and their size, they almost sit there perfectly.”

“I’d say they’re a damn nice pair too,” Akin commented, his eyes never once leaving her chest.

Patricia’s head was spinning. She was so aroused that she could probably climax with the lightest touch to her clit. And she needed to climax,
she needed pleasure. Uche opened the gates and Dapo only added to it. Dapo! Could she really keep doing this to the man, especially now?

She felt eyes on her, remembering just where she was, what the situation was and what it was she wanted—needed even.

“You could watch if you like,” Uche said to the other man. “But you could not touch.”

“But I thought...” Akin started to complain.

Uche’s mouth curled up in a dangerous grin. “You could have Mary,” she said. “I’m through with that bitchy little girl. I’ve got a mature lady
now.”

Smiling, more to herself than Uche, Patricia pushed her breasts together in a sexy way as to tease him. She caressed her belly with a hand,
sliding her long sensual fingers all the ways until she reached between her legs. There, she started teasing her clit. She turned around, giving her
boss her back before bending against the mirror and spreading her legs enough to invite him inside. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

Uche was hard. His cock stuck out proudly past his large belly. He stepped into the locker room, Akin taking his place in the doorway. He
slapped Patricia’s ass and she gasped.

“Goddamn! You’ve got one firm ass.” He smacked it again and then slid his fingers along her hips. She could feel his fingertips slightly rubbing
against her back door before moving down to tickle her swollen, sodden lips.

He looked up in the mirror at the other man. “Have a seat. Leave the door open.”

What the Bleep! What is he trying to do? If anyone outside saw me!

They would see her naked ass, her pussy drenched in her juices that were pouring down on her lips and inner thighs. She shivered as the
thought. It excited her and she unconsciously slid a finger between her lips again, moaning a little too hard than she wanted to. Who cares?
Uche is the boss. He had everything under control.

Uche slipped his hands back up over her taut ass cheeks and then moved back down even more slowly than before to her tight, little back door. His fingers pressed against it briefly and then move further down between her lips. She clearly felt two fingers inside her, meeting no resistance at all.

“Did you go home and do it with your husband?” he asked suddenly.

Patricia’s face reddened as if she were a child caught doing something she should have not. “Yes,” she answered meekly.

“Don’t,” he growled. “I don’t want you fucking him anymore. Do you understand?”



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Dapo walked into the office and was immediately delighted by the scene before him. Precious stood there with her flowery shirt opened and her hands pulling on the zipper to her trousers.

“Could I help you with that?” he asked, smiling and holding back his amusement.

“Yeah,” she said looking up at him. “Help me with this zipper down, it was jammed. Then you could stick that beautiful dick of yours deep inside me. After that I want you to take me right here and fill me with more of your hot cum.”

Dapo instantly grabbed the zipper and after tugging on it a few times, managed to get it open. Pushing the trousers down to her knees,
Precious pushed on the strings holding her panties together. “Tell me. Did you do as you were told?”

“I did,” he answered, dropping his slacks and boxers to his ankles. His erection pointed straight out like an arrow toward her

“And did you enjoy it?” she asked, turning away from him to leaned against the bookshelf.

“No,” he simply said as he grabbed his erection to stroke it slowly.

“Come now, Dapo,” she said looking over her shoulder with a frown. “You’re a man. You had to have enjoyed part of it.”


* * *

Patricia stood in front of the full length mirror set up in the employee locker room and watched herself. She looked great for her age. Her body was still in perfect shape—her ass firm, her legs slender and smooth, her large breasts still pretty firm and resisting gravity.

“It was nice to see you in something more revealing,” Uche’s voice filtered in from the doorway.

Her eyes darted from her image to his. Luckily, none of the customers had a view into the locker room.

“Yes, it did look nice,” he continued. “But maybe it is just a little too long, was not it? You have such great legs for an older lady, you should
show them off.”

She turned and lifted the dress.

“More!” he raised his voice in excitement.

Again, she pushed it further up until she could feel it just barely covering her pussy.

“That’s better,” he said, nearly drooling. “That is your new dress code for work. I do not want to see you in anything less revealing than that.”

Patricia nodded, giving a hint of a smile too. She did not know why she even went to work in a dress or why his judgment mattered, but she
liked it.

“Now, turn around,” he commanded.

Patricia turned around and faced the mirror again. She saw a movement from just outside the door, but she had no time to realize if it was just
her imagination or not, when the next command came.

“Bend a little,” he said. “Show me your ass.”

She bent, as much as it was needed to uncover half of her naked ass. She thought that Uche could already see her pussy, but maybe he could not see her juices dripping on her inner thighs. Maybe he would see it and then want to lick her clean. But these thoughts only drove her on, and
he was still not doing anything except for commanding, watching and exposing her.

There was another movement in the mirror and this time she saw it clearly. It was Akin, the assistant manager, and he was standing just to the side of Uche, starring at her naked ass. Patricia quickly stood up, leaving the bottom of her dress to fall and cover her bare skin as she spurned around to face them. She was shocked and a little thrilled to see another young man looking at her ass with such desire.

“Lift its back up,” he instructed her with a devilish smirk on his face.

She did as he instructed, bringing up the fabric where it was before.

“Turn around,” he said. “Let us see that ass of yours.”

He wanted me to know Akin is watching. She turned, giving the young man a perfect view of her ass. I wonder if they are both going to Take
me, she thought.

“Mmm ... I don’t know,” Uche muttered. “I like it, but your ass is better when you could see more of it. What do you think, Akin?”

This time, Patricia felt really shocked. Is he showing me off? Surely he was not. He bleeps every girl that works here.

“Yes, I think the more she shows, the better it looked,” Akin said, licking his lips like a predator ready to jump its prey.

The two sets of eyes from the two younger men on her body, staring at her, exploring her, judging her ... her breathing got heavier. She was
excited. She was wetting her thighs and she hadn’t even been touched yet.

“Take the dress off,” Uche commanded.



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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 cock 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 cock 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 cock 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 cock erupting inside her.

She felt an intense heat as his sperm coated her insides and he grunted again. Once again she felt his cock 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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