1. Harsh Times


    Date: 3/28/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: squiffy, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    hard. Nibbling her tits, fucking her pussy, licking her arsehole, ravishing her taut young body while I watched. My cock was suddenly rock solid, twitching with sexual desire. "Yu still dere, man?" Jamal asked. "Yeah. Sorry, mate, I drifted off for a minute." "Is Tina dere nah?" "Yeah, she's sitting on the couch, watching TV," I replied. "Wat’s shi wearing?" I wandered into the kitchen, out of Tina's earshot. "Just a two-piece bikini at the moment," I stuttered nervously. "Oh, man, mi bet ‘er pearly white skin is all ‘ot and damp, glistening wit’ sweat." I peered round the doorframe and looked over at Tina. She lay on the couch, on her side, propped up on one elbow. She had some major cleavage showing. Her upper breast seemed about ready to fall out of her bikini top. Her long blonde hair was damp with sweat, matted against her head. Her pretty feet, propped up on the arm of the couch, looked cute and dainty with the toenails painted a deep shade of red. I heard a loud sniffing sound, Jamal snorting a line of coke, and then I replied, "She's hot and sweaty, all right. She’s on the couch, lying on her side. Her plump tits are spilling out over her bikini top." Jamal growled like an animal. "Does shi shave ‘er pussy?" he drawled. My mind conjured an image of Tina's freshly shaven pussy, all tender and smooth, moist and dripping with arousal, eagerly waiting to be filled. A wave of sexual desire tore though me like an electric shock and my erection throbbed in my shorts. I ...
    clenched my teeth and growled, “She shaves it bald, mate, and has the tightest little hole you’ll ever sink your cock into. In fact, it’s as tight as an arsehole.” He purred, a deep, rumbling sound that spoke volumes of his masculine arousal, then said, "Mi be dere in ‘alf hour ta, shall wi say, test drive de goods and tahk business. Mi have five hundred notes in me wallet as a starter incentive should wi come ta satisfactory agreement." "Five hundred quid!" I exclaimed, trying to hide the surprise from my voice. "One more question: Does shi take it up de arse?" "Fucking hell, Jamal," I said, laughing, "For five hundred quid she'll take it up any hole you like, mate." The line went dead. I fixed my gaze on Tina and felt my rigid cock throbbing in my shorts, drooling pre-cum. It ached for release, pulsed with need. I walked into the living room in a trance-like state where Tina lay absorbed in a TV show. I grabbed her under the armpits and hauled her up into a sitting position. Positioning my groin at her face, I dropped my shorts to my ankles, splayed my left hand over the crown of her head and slipped my throbbing cock between her lips. "Go on, girl, get it down ya!" I gasped when the wet heat of her mouth encased the head of my aching erection. As the tip of my cock touched the back of her throat, my right hand ripped her bikini top from her quivering body and pawed her breasts with an urgency that made her gasp. As I groped her tits, tweaked her puffy nipples, her hand reached ...
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