A glowing barbeque, ice -cold champagne, a beautifully warm night and four extremely sexy women, I'd died and gone to heaven.I stood at the barbeque, ...Why is it always the men-folk who do the cooking at barbeques? Turning the steaks with one hand and smoking a joint with the other one while I watched the four girls dancing together, Mum (I think) with Paige and Sarah (I think) with Claire.Paige and mum were lip locked in an erotic, swaying clinch, mum's hands on the teenager's adorable little. You splattered her face a minute ago, so I did it too. What else do you want me to say?" I put my hands onto my face and rubbed it for a minute. "Not a damn thing, Ted," I answered before I uncovered my face. "Not a motherfucking thing," I said, grabbing my clothes. "What are you doing?" he asked, getting onto his feet. "We just had sex one more time, so now we can be together." "Well, considering your lack of respect for me," I pointed out, slipping into my panties. "I'm gonna walk away," I. “Your turn cock teaser, I’ve wanted to fuck you so hard all day.”In three strokes he was fully inside of me and his pelvic bone ground against my inflamed clit with every thrust causing me to gasp.“You like that huh?”Helen sat up, grabbed my nipples, and twisted them at the same time as pulling them towards her. The pain mingled with a deepening orgasm that started in my lower belly and fully overcame me.“Yyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeessss, oh yes, oh yes” I screamed out as I arched my back. As soon as I. He was shy, considered more on the nerdy side. He was in the band and played trombone. But after senior year he joined the Marines and was sent overseas to protect our country. I didn't see him or think much about him until a few years later when a friend of mine invited him to my apartment. "Wow..." was all I could think. The scrawny boy I remembered from high school was gone, replaced by a truck of a man. I could see, even under the tight fit of his Carhart undershirt, that his chest and abs.