Jenny lowered herself on Sean’s hard cock. With his cock buried deep in her pussy she slowly started rocking back and forth rubbing her clitoris on his hard pubic bone. She liked being on top. It gave her complete control over her orgasm. She used the muscles in her vagina to rhythmically squeeze his cock until he was ready to cum. Timing it perfectly she felt her climax approach just as Sean pushed his cock deeper in her pussy.
“Jenny, are you there?”
Jenny was suddenly pulled out of her daydream. Jill was standing in front of her.
“I’m sorry,” Jenny apologized, “I zoned out for a moment.”
Jill was tall and thin with long dark red hair and Jenny always fantasized having a threesome with her and her girlfriend, Angie.
“Angie gave me $5 to donate,” Jill said putting the bill in the jar. “She told me to give you my panties if you guess right.”
Her pussy was hot and sweaty from dreaming about Sean’s cock and all Jenny really wanted to do was go back to the storage room and finish cumming. She had watched Jill and Angie get dressed this morning so the challenge wasn’t hard.
“Please thank Angie for me and it’s not necessary for you to give me your panties.” She looked up and down at Jill and finally said, “I have a hard time concentrating when I look at you. You and Angie are so hot all I want to do is put my fingers in my pussy and masturbate, but my guess is ‘black satin bikini’?”
“I don’t know how you do it, but I guess my pussy will be feeling a breeze today.” Before she left the coffee shop Jill came back with her panties balled in her fist. She handed the panties to Jenny and said, “Maybe someday you’ll give me your panties.”
Jenny wanted to hold the panties escort bursa up to her face and breathe in Jill’s smell. Instead, she stuffed the panties in her back pocket.
Jill and Angie were regulars at the coffee shop and two of her favorite “peeps.” The always paraded around their apartment in their panties. Never a bra. And they were always fucking each other; On the kitchen table, the living room sofa, the bedroom floor and even their apartment balcony.
Jill and Angie both looked like they belonged on a fashion runway. Both were tall and thin with narrow hips and small breasts with perky nipples. They weren’t models. Jill was a computer nerd and Angie was a chemistry professor.
Saturday morning Sean came into the coffee shop and ordered his regular “iced” coffee. As usual, he was wearing his tight biking shorts and was hot and sweaty from his bike ride. His huge cock was slanted up and to the right. Jenny fantasized about what it would look like when it was hard and had a sudden urge to pee.
She knew it was corny but she couldn’t help herself, “Hi, is that a gun in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”
Her cheeks flushed as soon as it escaped her mouth. Trying to salvage the situation she went on, “I only see you on weekends and you always donate to the women’s shelter. I’m not sure why you put money in the jar every week because it’s obvious by the size of the bulge in your shorts that you’re not wearing boy panties.”
Sean looked at her, somewhat perplexed. “My sister was in an abusive relationship and any donation in support of battered women is a good cause.” He put a fiver in the panty guessing jar and said, “I live on the other side bursa escort bayan of the park in the ‘canary’ building and I only get over here on weekends when I’m biking.” He looked straight at Jenny and said, “As far as my ‘boy panties’ go, I don’t wear boy panties when I’m cycling. And, yes, it’s always happy to see you.”
“He said ‘it’s’ happy to see me, not ‘I’m’,” she thought as she watched him leave the shop. She started sliding back into her daydream wondering just how happy his cock was to see her.
Jenny knew the “canary” building Sean was talking about, but it took her nearly a week to find him. It was the following Saturday morning when she finally found his apartment. In the early morning sunlight, she saw a woman she recognized as his biking friend, Julie, fucking him cowgirl style. Jenny had visions of her pussy being filled with Sean cock and feeling his cum deep in her when he climaxed. When they were finished fucking Julie climbed off Sean and sucked the last bit of cum from the tip of his cock before getting out of bed.
Even after cumming, Sean’s cock was huge. It hung down nearly to his knees and Jenny wasn’t surprised when Julie held his cock up for him while he put his bike shorts on. And she watched Sean return the favor and reached between Julie’s legs and hold her pussy up for her with two fingers while she put her shorts on. Sean pulled his fingers from her pussy and sucked them clean just as Jenny pushed her fingers into her own pussy.
Jenny knew that the spandex bike shorts had padding in them, but when she saw Julie in the coffee shop that weekend, she had a valley between her thighs that rivaled the Grand görükle escort Canyon. It was the most well-defined camel-toe Jenny had ever seen. “I bet she her bike seat gets a good workout,” she thought. “I wonder how many times she cums while riding?”
When Julie went to the bathroom, Jenny hurried over to Sean’s table and sat down. “You might as well be naked for all the good your bike shorts are doing. How do you control your cock when you’re in street clothes?”
She saw Julie returning from the restroom. “What do you do when you get an erection at work?”
Sean smiled and answered, “Latex.”
Jenny felt a small trickle of warm pee escape her already wet panties and run down her leg.
A few days later she got a small padded envelope in the mail. Inside were latex panties and a short note. “Try the panties. I think you’ll like them.” There was no signature, but Jenny was sure they were from Sean. She didn’t wait to get home to put them on.
The following Saturday morning Sean asked Jenny, “How do you like the panties?”
Jenny looked at Julie, who was listening in on the conversation. “They make my pussy hot and sweaty. They make me smell like I’ve just had sex.” She took her eyes off Julie and looked at Sean and saw his throbbing cock. “All that’s missing is your hot sticky cum.”
Jenny forced herself to wait until she got home to masturbate thinking of Sean’s enormous cock cumming in her pussy. As she was unbuttoned her shorts, she remembered the small envelop someone had left for her in the shop. She pulled the envelope from her back pocket and let her shorts drop to the floor along with her tee shirt and bra. Inside the envelope was a color photo of her sitting behind her telescope with her hand buried in her latex panties.
“Oh, fuck,” she thought to herself, “someone’s been watching me.” The thought turned her on. She faced the apartment windows and put her hand in her panties and proceeded to give her peeping tom a 20-minute show on female masturbation techniques and orgasms.
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