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Brittas plump fickarsches was one of these mild, almost unbearable summer nights. I was awake. Quiet breaths next to me. I turned aside and looked at my wife’s silhouette. Tanja was still in shape. The short nightgown, slipped through her restless sleep, let her buttocks shimmer in the moonlight. That night the sight of her butt did not make me cool anymore. For years I tried to seduce Tanja to anal sex. Vain! My wife had put my head in my head several times and even insulted me as a perverse sow.
I pulled my rock hard swollen cock quietly, from the covenant of my boxer shorts. I felt my glans under my palm. Carefully, almost silently I stimulated my dick. When I put on my eyes, it was back, very close. My breaths were stiff. Britta, for years she had gone down and out in our house. She was my wife’s best friend and I had never seen her with these eyes. I mean the eyes and look of a lustful man.
In the afternoon we were the first time together at the beach been. Tanja, Britta, our youngest Caro and Britta’s daughter Mandy. The little ones played in the sand. The two women screeched and kept up. I was on our woolen blanket. It was simply unavoidable that I stared Britta on the butt. No, I have to call him ass. A butt is small and handy, clear and not exactly what I dreamed of. Britta had a magnificent ass.
A really plump ass, an ass that let my cock grow. I pressed my stiff limb into the duvet. The humid warmth and my thoughts, which buzzed around Brittas wiggling buttocks, took me physically caught. I sweat like a pig and the weather had only a small proportion of my condition. Whenever Britta turned, the fabric of her black bikini crawled between her ass cheeks. I felt my seed climb and sprayed out. I hadn’t even moved.
The scorching glowing heat and my insolent thoughts had brutally crazy me. “Come into the water, Frank,” Tanja called to me. “A little cooling will definitely be good for you!“If Tanja knew how hot I was on her friend and her big butt, I think she would have drowned me in the Baltic Sea immediately! But neither Tanja nor the others got something from my condition. Together with the children, the women plunged into the waves.
Enough time for me to cover up my little misfortune. I wiped the treacherous damp spot with a little cola and one of the towels from the ceiling. Before the small group came out of the water, I got rid of my swimming trunks. Tanja asked pouting, “Why did you already have your shorts, Frank? We want to drive back?“I nodded and pushed in mind that I still have to correct some classwork from my students. Tanja twitched her shoulders, she warned Britta and the children so that they hurried.
Everyone blamed me, after all they were looking forward to a longer day on the beach. I had a very bad conscience. However, what should I have done? My swimming trunks in the front part totally climbed and I was also afraid! I was afraid that my cock in Brittas would stiffen again. No, it was better you were mad at my work of work!We put Britta and her daughter Mandy in front of her family home and drove home.
Caro immediately ran over to the neighbors, because they had had a sweet puppy for 14 days. Of course she would edit me later and try to persuade me to purchase a dog. I smiled and looked at our wild catch. The children were the putty in our marriage, without them ..? I shook the emerging thoughts. Tanja flipped through a magazine and tied: “You, you saw Brittas fat ass? It shouldn’t really put on bikinis anymore.
The thick buttocks flabbled terribly and then this tight panties continued to slip into the groove, disgusting. Britta finds her cellulitis plagued butt sexy. Terrible! No wonder that she had no more engraver for over a year! Who wants to do this sight! You should take an example from me. A few pounds less on the scales and the men would find them attractive again!”Hm”, I murmured and this “HM”, seemed to sound like approval in Tanja’s ears.
I stuffed the ceiling, the damp towels and my sticky swimming trunks in the washing machine and turned it on immediately. “Thank you, darling”, Tanja flooded pleased. “You are a real gold treasure and now get to work, I’ll cook us something beautiful afterwards!“In my study, I thought about Tanja’s witious words. I personally liked Brittas extra pounds. The plump butt and her milk hanging also had a hard impression on me. The brief bikini had emphasized the delicacies of this woman excellently.
I was fond. Yes, I couldn’t concentrate on anything at all. Again and again I had Brittas inviting the back in my head. I introduced Britta to all fours. Painted me how she had her butt circle for me, for me and my cock! The head pictures naturally caused a stiffness. I was 49 years old and sprayed three times that afternoon. Britta had hexed me, Britta and her hot, exciting ass!This was followed by the humid and warm summer night.
I could not fall asleep. The heat in our bedroom was unbearable for me. Tanja moved restlessly. I usually looked at her little butt, jerked and dreamed of more. But it was nothing more like it was. I was dazed from the pictures in my head. Pictures that showed me and Britta. A hot woman who made my dreams come true. I sprayed quickly and very violently. Carn pounded on my bare torso.
I stared over to Tanja’s bed side, but my wife continued to sleep. I breathed heavily, my neck was dry and I had a guilty conscience. This moment was the first step towards adultery? I jumped in the shower and washed the traces of the first, sleepless night hours through the drainage. My conscience had quickly disappeared. Tanja hadn’t noticed anything. I snuggled up on my mattress and slept a dreamless. On Saturday morning Britta called with us.
I wanted to get Tanja on the phone, but Britta interrupted me and asked if I had time for her that morning. “Me,” I called puzzled, “what can I do for you, Brittamaus?“I heard her sparkling laugh and then Britta asked:“ You know your way around with these new -fashioned television, you also have one. Can you come to me? I just can’t get that baked! Yesterday you delivered this great device.
I sat in front of the instructions half the evening and the picture is still black. Please, you can try? This cursed, shitty part, maybe I have a neck, forgive me for my expression! I could throw this cursed apparatus out of the window if it hadn’t been so damn expensive!”” Sure “, I replied,” has that until tonight? Tanja wanted to come to you anyway?“Britta asked me to get to her directly.
Apparently her little daughter had read something in the program magazine. A great, important children’s program. In any case, Mandy had her Mother pulled the last nerve. Britta sounded very plagued. Somehow I was even happy. Now I could drive to her alone. Tanja wanted to go shopping and to the hairdresser, she absolutely needed fresh highlights. I don’t understand what for. Her light blonde hair was already damaged by the glowing sun and the salt water, but that’s how they are, women!Tanja didn’t worry about me.
After all, Britta has been her best friend for many years. My wife didn’t even think that I could have sexual interest in Britta. She found Britta too thick, a little too cheeky when it came to Britta’s dealing tone and me, she thought I was on the planet for the most loyal and stupid husband. So we drove our way, my wife in the shopping paradise. I myself drove to Britta. To Britta and the blast butt. I also approached paradise?My cock gently shrugged in my pants.
Confusing emotions as if he were dancing prematurely with joy. I myself felt depraved and lost. I was addicted, I really wanted this woman. I would get what I was like, or I made a huge mistake? I jeopardized my marriage? For Britta, for an ass fuck or maybe even for a slap? I wasn’t a player, but I was no longer ready to wait and lose more years. I finally wanted to experience it, live out and explore Britta’s wonderfully curvy body!What was I so afraid of? I stood fifteen minutes in front of Britta’s front door without pressing the bell button.
“Frank, now tear you together, you’re not a stupid school boy and Britta doesn’t even know what you are going to do. keep Calm. Just ring the bell, old boy, already extend your damn finger and press on the button!“I had just ended my self -talk when Britta opened the front door. “Frank”, she looked at me questioningly, “the bell is not okay, I haven’t heard anything!” -” Uh, yes, that means no “, I stammered,” I just came and had not yet pressed!“Britta smiled and said:“ Oh, that’s how it is! Well then come in!“Already in half the way into the living room I learned from Britta that we were alone.
Her daughter Mandy apparently had no great confidence in my technical knowledge. She had worked on her mother and was allowed to spend the whole weekend with her best friend. There, that was the child’s statement, she would definitely not miss this super-cool broadcast. So we were alone! Providence or just a coincidence? I suddenly felt more confident, Britta, I, all alone in her spacious house and her cute butt in front of my eyes!Okay, I have to admit, actually her butt only blown up in my head visibly.
Britta himself wore one of her casual, sloppy, oversized shirts. The part, box -shaped and far too long, for Britta’s little bodies, covered her Gorgeous. In addition, she wore a much too long trousers. In this elevator she looked chubby and a bit uniform. There was nothing to see of her really charming figure. Sure, Tanja was right, if you met Britta in her strange style of clothing, you didn’t look as a man a second time. All the years, this magnificent piece of women meat had gone down and out in our household, but I had never sexually perceived Britta.
But now, now I knew what was behind her strange clothing facade and I would not go without starting at least a little approach to approach. Men are pigs. This saying had never been met for me. I was a good fool, never looked at other women and didn’t even flirt behind Tanja’s back. If you from the meat inspection from the Internet omit! In real life I had found my place, Tanja, the children our cozy home, my job, which I would like to do, everything had been almost perfect for a long time.
If it weren’t for this inner voice. For far too long I had neglected myself, aligned my needs for Tanja’s wishes. It was not just the anal intercourse that I didn’t know and still seemed to miss so much. For years very little ran in the marriage bed. Tanja had a lot less desire for sex. This condition began shortly after the birth of our great daughter. After our youngest was born, nothing went spontaneously at all.
Fuck once or twice a month, there was no more. This miserable condition was completely sufficient for my wife, but I had constant sex hunger. To apologize, I could only put up that I was sexually underwhelmed. I needed more, much more than Tanja would ever give me and I hoped to find a satisfactory fulfillment with Britta. Of course I could lie to myself, turn to that Britta meant more than a sexual charm to follow me.
But, there was no trace of falling in me in me. Only my drive had brought me that far so far. So I tried to give myself courage to give myself. It was nothing, meaningless, just a little sexual adventure if Britta would play along. Driven by oppressed descendants, I saw Britta with the eyes of a starved sex beast. I wanted to fuck, use her horny ass, use Britta and let off steam. Yes, sometimes men are not Angel, But that is not based on mutuality? Many women also cheat and get what they need.
Unfortunately I never met one of these species. I put my hopes happy in Britta, in Britta and her crazy bouncy ass ass!In the living room. Britta pointed to her new plasma TV device and said: “This is the cursed monster. Do you think you can get it there?“I nodded and replied:“ Certainly, you have the cabling right inside?“Britta leaned forward. There was a wonderful mess on the ground. The cables from your stereo system, game console and the new device had knotted together.
“Such a dirt”, there was again, the coarse expression that Tanja found terrible. Britta amused me with her coarse curses. I wondered if Britta went out in bed the same way. Tanja didn’t like it if you knocked out rough sayings. I would have liked a little dirty talk in my marriage bed. Britta was still slightly bent over the cable scales. I thought immediately, now or never, grab be frank, take it up to you! Before I thought of these dirty thoughts, I was already behind her.
My cock was already wondering in the jeans. I had a huge bump in my pants and Britta, she could feel it immediately because I brazen my abdomen against her butt and leaned over her. “Frank, that’s just a mistake, or?“Britta’s voice had changed her. It sounded smoky, somehow exotic, attracting and no trace of an accusation. “Mm,” I grumbled pleasantly, “I don’t think I can resist you longer.
I want you! I can only think of you yesterday. Please don’t laugh at me, Britta, I’m fond of your horny buttocks!“Now it was out. I was like hearing my blood. Complete nonsense, of course! But, I heard him, this abnormal waves in my ear!”Frank, please, we couldn’t …” I straightened up, pulled Britta into my arms and sealed her mouth with a kiss. I was still expecting her outraged protest, but nothing like that happened.
Instead of insulting me and giving me a juicy slap in the face, Britta not only approved my behavior. No, she returned my desire and pressed herself closely on my body. We stood there in silence and looked deep into our eyes. Oh man, I felt her nipples that had upset. Requesting, hard rubbed on my upper body. That we both were still completely attracted did not matter. I just felt it and Britta seemed to be the same way.
We were incredibly horny!The violent feelings that overturned us, we could no longer have ward off them. Our bodies screamed for sex. The fact that we followed the call seemed very natural to us. There was no back anymore, I wanted and I would do it. I gave up my desire and urged Britta, with my body, to her comfortable leather sofa. An incredible heat had affected me. Britta’s fingertips had long since smuggled under my T-shirt. She stroked my strong abdominal muscles and whispered: “You feel great, really strong and very male!“I felt very flattered by her words.
Tanja accepted the nature of my body as a matter of course. The fact that I was working for my body three times a week to be fit and look good for my wife was for this normal. She value a neat man, one who made her friends jealous. However, Tanja was concerned with her own addiction and never about me. Britta’s compliment was sincerely and her words, the gentle movements of her fingers on my skin, let me drop the last remaining tension from me.
This little woman drove me crazy. Every further second near you weakened my moral conscience. Maybe I never had one, maybe I had been cowardly all the years and that moment was the moment of truth? I just wanted to sleep with Britta. On the spot, take them and take what I needed. No longer think, just listen to my instincts!My experienced hands slowly slipped up from their waist.
Britta sighed blessed while my palm wandered over her skin. She gasped. Yours, which were freely swinging under the sloppy shirt, felt fantastic. My thumb berries stroked her stiff nipples. Britta pressed her tempting mouth on my lips. With the smooth body of a wildcat she turned towards me. Our tongues danced, unrestrained. Britta’s kisses blown away any doubt. We wanted each other, we just belonged together, this moment was pure, unadorned lust.
Lust that you cannot describe, you just have to let yourself go. The floods enjoy and trust the waves. “Kneading, kneading, please, please. I need it nice hard, ”she moaned in my ear. “How?“I blinked at them slightly confused. My feelings, the greed for a horny nüm, they were so big that I could hardly believe that she asked me to tackle her more firmly. Tanja did not like to be grossly touched.
I wasn’t even allowed to make her a hicensy spot when we were still very young. Tanja didn’t like many things. Sexual things that I enjoyed. And Britta? It might go off! I squeezed their tires, lush udders firmly together. Britta Jokee, groaned and finally called: “More, come bite me. Bite nice firmly in my rosy tips, that turns me on animal. Please me, please, appeal to your mouth!“Britta grazed her T-shirt.
Suffingly, she put her arms around my neck and head, headed directly onto her full blissful balls. “Please really tighten it,” she borrowed me. I gently put my lips over their nipples. Britta wailed: “More, Frank, I’m terribly wet, oh, yes, keep going!“And I continued. My teeth scratch gently over their sensitive tips, then I grabbed more clearly. I pulled her right tits up with my teeth, squeezed the chest meat together and heard, as from a distance, Britta a **** scream.
“Frank, yes, oh yes, don’t stop, just stop!“I massaged her breasts, kissed every millimeter, sucked on her nipples, pressed her udder’s soft meat together again and gave Britta what she asked for from me at that moment. Her body turned and stretched under my hustle and bustle and suddenly I felt her knowledgeable fingers on my abdomen. Britta opened my pants. My cock, like a feather, rocked out of his prison, directly into her open hand.
My knees were literally soft when they reached for my scrotum and made my eggs slide through their fingers like toy murmurs. “Horny, what a plump sack”, Britta gasped out. “Sleep with me frank, please, I’m pits -wet and need you in me immediately!“Your hand moved rhythmically. Each of her slowly executed wanking movements threatened my cock. I was terribly horny and invited, only a little spark was missing. “Not so hasty,” I called for breath, “you milk me straight away, I need a second, I’m so horny that I inject you right away!“Apparently my words did not seem daunting, but animating! Britta didn’t let go, she grabbed my sack with her left hand and jerked my limb with her right.
I groaned, bent my upper body far back. I rammed my knee against her step. I felt the wet gusset of her pants, roared and three powerful pushing warm tail milk clapped audibly on her tits. “Yummy!“Was the next thing that could be heard from Britta’s mouth. With her fingertips, she drove over her faltered udders and licked them with a relishly smacking. I ran for air and reached for Britta’s Hosenbund. With a heroic jerk, the superfluous pants pulled her off her body.
The tiny, black top tanga flew through her living room shortly afterwards and landed on the laminate. With both hands I opened her glowing shame. Britta whimpered, “Yes, leak, lick my hooker cunt, drive your tongue deep into my cunt!“This woman really didn’t take a leaf in front of her mouth. Britta said what she wanted and she said that an inner excitement captivated me. I wanted to sink between her open thighs and rubbed my face, my lips and my tongue on Britta’s wet fuck meat.
My tongue dipped deep, lotted her dark cunt hole and uneasily played around her clit. Permanent tongue, then three of my fingers bored into their women’s cunt. Britta’s Misenpiel, completely removed from the world, only concentrated on the all the sophisticated lust between their thighs. “Please, revenue me, please,” she floated moaning. Britta joined against my fingers like an naughty wild horse. “More, I want everyone, come on, Frank, give me your fist! Give me it, please!“I am not even sure whether she really shouted out the words as ordinary as in my memory, but my concentrated fist was in her pussy shortly afterwards.
Britta could no longer be broken. I moved my closed hand in her greedy fuck hole and overstretched it vigorously and Britta, with her body weight against it. A hard jerk went through her body, I heard it cry out. I wanted to pull out my hand frightened because I thought I would have hurt her, but Britta screamed Heiser: “Not now, in the mood for me, go for my cunt, uh, oh, Frank, I spray, frank! Frank, I’m coming, now, now, oh, yes, yes, yes!“I pursued every reaction of her body that was as little reaction.
Her vaginal muscles contracted, clamped around my wrist. Another outcry crawled out of Britta’s trembling lips, then her pussy fluid splashed over my, still inserting fist. Britta looked at me with a glassy look. I slowly turned my hand in her cunt. Britta said Heiser: “Please pull her out now, but very slowly, Frank. Not so quickly, otherwise I turn off completely!“Even if this statement somehow seemed attractive to me, I didn’t want Britta to feel overwhelmed.
Careful, pressing my fingers closely, I pulled my hand covered with cunt mucus out of her tidy fistloch. “Lick her clean, you little spray mouse,” I said, while I held up Britta my finger covered with cunt mucus. Your lips opened, no objection, no disgust. Her eyes sparkled me, then her tip of the tongue drove over the damp places. This woman just made me crazy!The rest of my clothes landed on the floor. Britta saw me stiffer rod heading for itself.
“My pussy needs a little break,” she said timidly. I grinned broadly, grabbed her hip and turned Britta around. “Come on, nice to all fours,” I whispered in her ear while my spanking was roaming the skin of her back. “Come on, Britta, up with your sweet butt. I finally want to fuck you!“Britta’s head shot around in a driving movement. “In the ass?“Your eyes looked at me anxiously. “But I’ve never had …”.
I grazed her hair aside and caressed her neck. “Not me either, but I want to do it with you!“Now I had opened myself. I told her what I wanted. My heart pounded, I was really a little afraid of Britta’s answer. But then she said softly, “Okay, I wanted to try it out for a long time, but!“Her voice trembled then she said,“ but, I never dared. I want you to have frank.
Fuck me in the ass, but please don’t be so stormy at the beginning. Slide it very slowly into my little hole, please!“I stroked and kissed her neck bend and whispered close to her earlobe, say it really loud and dirty. Come on, begging about it, make me even hornier. Let yourself go right. Behave like a horny piece. Come on, you have a little bitch all the tricks on it!“My hands kneaded and walked through their hanging udders.
Britta sighed while I was waving my stand on her ass balls. They felt gigantic. Oh yes, I wanted this woman. I finally wanted to take the last bastion of her body and penetrate deep into Britta’s poloch. I twirled her nipples and whispered: “Say it finally! Come on, scream out, I should fuck your cute ass and pump my juice deep into you spoiled spray mouse?“Britta groaned, my hands squeezed her tits hangers firmly together. Painful, but extremely exciting for this horny woman.
“Oh man, yes, yes, fuck me you whore,” it suddenly broke out of her. “Birds me, deep in my ass, yes! Do you hear, you horny engraver, drive your cock into the intestine, fuck me, frank, please. Please fuck my ass pussy vigorously! Make me your little assesau. Come on, fuck, fuck me you dirty bastard “gently clapped my hand on Britta’s dralle downside. “More, you horny bitches. You should beg me. Lauter du Luder.
Offer me your plump buttocks, come, you little ass fuck hooker!“The last dams were now broken. I also didn’t hold back anymore. I was never allowed to treat Tanja in this way, with Britta of this horny mare everything was possible. She did not shrug together under my coarse expressions. On the contrary, her hand disappeared between her legs! The little bitch played on her clit and groaned: “Frank, Frank, finally put it in me.
I want your cock. Spread my rosette and hammer your spanking in my asshole, I want you. I need you. Oh man, I think it comes back to me!“My mouth hiked over her stretched back. I covered her salty skin with glowing kisses. Britta really went out. Her words were the cherry on the cream tart. She cheered me on, groaned and when her whole body started to tremble, I also knew Britta from the bare idea that I would fuck her in her cute ass, was overrun.
I grabbed the loud woman between my legs. Dipped two fingers in their soaking wet and distributed their spray juice around her rosette. I also spat in my hand, after all I didn’t have to hurt this dream woman and harm her. I joined my hand several times until my shaft shone from my spit. I carefully spread Brittas Löchlein with my thumb, then I spat vigorously into the open ass möschen. I almost stayed away from the air.
The first penetration was unexpectedly tight. Your sweet pomuscular was persistent. It took several attempts, shrill sounds from Britta’s throat and I stuck to the tail root in her hot butt. “Is it possible, or should I prefer to stop,” I asked, because her loud whining sounded pretty frightening. “Are you stupid, fuck me you horny dirtsau!“Britta violently pressed each of her words out. “Bang me, I want to juice your cock with my ass pussy. Go Frank, get me really done! You feel so good in me, so big, just cool!“Slowly I pulled my cock out of Britta’s hungry, ass until only my open -minded glans stuck in her.
I grabbed her hips, drilled my nails owned in her body, then I pushed my fucking back into her horny hole until the stop. Britta Quicked and yet she pushed her enchanting ass pussy towards my push. I moved. Faster, uncontrolled, instinctive. My bumps produced smacking noises in Brittas ass. Britta roared, she sounded at a moment as if I was pushing her and the next moment, her screams were shrill, full of greed.
I didn’t spare myself and there was this hot bitch. My movements became flowing and these flowing pelvic buns interrupted by pausing. I left the hot women meat unfucked. Britta screamed and begged loudly for more and I gave her what we both needed! This was followed. Britta roared, her knees threatened to glide from the couch. “Stayed here, you little spermed, come on, nice and high the Ärzlein.
Show me what you want!“I heard her beg for redemption and buried my Schwengel deep in her hole again and again. It was probably only minutes, but it seemed to me that I could never stop. Just fuck, bring these horny arschnutten to the route. My temples pounded. I felt my cock intensively. “Yes, yes you little ones whore, Now I’m pumping you up to the edge. I inject, Britta I ..!“The words were lost to me.
I performed the last movements snuffingly. Britta trembled strongly that she had come, I only noticed it now. I think I screamed, I can’t remember. My cock pulsed, my skull was just before bursting and I sprayed out. Years of deprivation, absorbed by this heavenly temptation! Later, after I got Britta’s television up and left her house, I had a strange feeling in my stomach. I knew absolutely security, I wanted Britta.
Without having to compromise. Not a secret affair, it should belong to me, without ifs and but. Britta stood by the window, she threw her kiss. I waved, got in and just knew it, it wasn’t just her butt. I didn’t want to go back to pea soup and uniform, I wanted more and I wanted this little bitch. I wanted sex, unadorned, pure and drive -controlled. I felt free and tied up by this woman.
I had finally arrived!.
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