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Hot Sex Story #1

After Hours at the Gym (MILF/Mature)

The gym was closed but she would not leave. She just kept running on that treadmill with her eyes closed and those damned headphones on. Phil had cleared up all the towels, taken out the trash, counted the day's receipts and was about ready to turn the lights off and lock up. He would normally tell the bitch to pack up and go home but this was Mrs. Landers. Her husband was the owner of the gym and his boss.

Randy Landers was a former wrestler and current owner of one of the most successful chain of fitness centers in the Southwest. He had a mansion in the hills, a private jet, a mountain cabin and the hottest, ex-pornstar wife Phil had ever seen. He had seen her in all her films. She was famous for her blow-jobs and fucking cocks with her big tits. She stopped working when she married Randy but rumor had it she fucked around. There she was, walking on the treadmill. She was completely oblivious to the time or her surroundings when Phil approached her.

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He called to her but she kept on walking. He called again, no luck. Then he put his arm on hers. She jumped and screamed a short, girlish shriek. She held a hand to her chest and looked at Phil in shock.

"I'm so sorry Mrs. Landers! I didn't mean to scare you. Are you alright"? Phil put his arm around her. She was breathing hard and he couldn't tell if it was from the scare or the exercise.

"It's okay Phil". She told him. Then she looked around her and noticed they were alone. "Oh Phil, did I do it again"?

"Yeah". Phil smiled at her. "You closed the club again Mrs. Landers".

"Please, don't call me that. Called me Molly". She held onto his arm as she got down from the treadmill. There was a touch of electricity between them and they both noticed it. Molly put her hand on his chest. "Tell me Phil. Do you think my ass is big"?

She turned her back to him and showed him her round, hard ass. She cupped her cheeks with her hands and turned her head coyly back at him.

"Your ass is great Mrs. um, Molly. In fact, I think you work out too much. You don't wanna start looking like a man. You're too pretty". Phil couldn't take his eyes of her butt until she turned around and then he couldn't take his eyes off her enormous breasts.

She pulled him to her with her arm and put his hand on her ass with the other. "Randy says my ass is too big". She reached up and kissed him on the cheek. Then she put her hand on his hard cock. "How about you and me show Randy what a big liar he is"?

She took his hand and pulled him to the floor. Before he could protest, she had his sweats down and was sucking his dick. She managed to get her gym togs off without her mouth ever leaving his prick. He swooned at the sight of this body he had only seen on home video. The famous boobs were hanging in his face and he played with them as she guided his cock in her wet twat. She rode him like he'd always dreamed about, all the while whispering his name.

She got off him and turned around on her hands and knees. She looked back at him and said to him: "Come on Phil Show me how much you like my ass. Fuck my ass Phil. Show me".

Then Phil got behind her and spat in his hand. He lubed his prick with his spit and started to work the tip of his rod into her tiny asshole.

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Hot Sex Story #2

Cassie and I Go Shopping (Lesbian Sex)

Well, the holidays were a blast. We had a bunch of people to the house, kids running around, generally the same thing we do every year. I actually like the comfort of having the same rhythm year in year out, but I have been accused of being, well, boring and unwilling to try new things. I'll always have Cassie to thank for helping me push the envelope of my own habits, both sexually and personally.

She always loved making me feel awkward - but not for the reasons that I attributed it to. I figured she was making fun of me, but what she really wanted to do was make me try new things. I remember that first winter, she came in and asked to see my ski wardrobe. I said "I don't have a ski wardrobe'. Cassie matter-of-factly replied: "Well, we are going to have to hit the stores today instead of going to class. You can't expect to hit the slopes with nothing to wear!"

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Now, until that point, I had never gone skiing in my life. Add in the fact that my credit card balances were already going much higher than I ever budgeted for - and I was skipping yet another class because of Cassie's new adventures, and, well it was frustrating. But it was also exciting, and I was getting more and more addicted to it by the day. So I dropped all of my text books and grabbed my purse, and prayed that at least one of my cards had enough cash on it for the merchandise we would be picking up.

Shopping that day was quite the experience! Cassie must have rolled out of the horny side of the bed that day. Every outfit she brought me was tight enough to show off every curve of my body, and when I objected, she chided me, saying "you dress like a frump - this shows off those great tits of yours." I dutifully went into the changing room and put on the outfit, but I refused to come out - I didn't want to give everyone in the store a show. "Honey, come out, or I'm coming in!"

I yelled back at the door: "no, I'm not coming out! I might as well be naked!"

Cassie knocked at the door, and I let her in, careful not to be seen by anyone outside. Cassie said "now, what is wrong with the outfit?" The pants she had picked for me made me "cameltoe" - even through my panties! I pointed out the obvious, and instead of agreeing, she got that look in her eye that worried me - but also excited me."

"No Cassie, not here! I know what you are thinking!" I protested, hoping she would come to her senses, but she dropped to her knees, and began caressing my cameltoed pussy through those tight pants. I struggled to keep down a moan, and she chided me and said "you don't want anyone to hear, do you? And do you know that most of these mirrors have cameras behind them, so the store can catch shoplifters?"

Truthfully, I didn't care. In fact, it excited me to have sex with another girl in the middle of all these people, and having it recorded on tape was the icing on the cake. I swear Cassie could read my mind because she pulled at my pants and panties, revealing my womanhood as I lifted the sweater over my head. "Let me hear you say it," she said, her tongue extended, but a few inches from my dripping wetness.

At this point, I am totally naked, leaning against the mirror in a changing room with only a full-length curtain of fabric separating us from the rest of the store. One half of my persona was screaming to put back on my clothes, and get the hell out of that store, and never come back. But whenever I saw Cassie's face, the prim and prissy voice that seemed to dominate everything I did would quiet up just enough. I smiled and put my left leg up on the built-in bench, then gently spread my folds to reveal my clitoris. "Lick my pussy, Cassie. I need you to lick it, please baby, please?"

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It drove Cassie crazy when I was explicit, and when I would beg. Throwing them both in together made her devour me like she was starving, and the thought that a sales girl or guy might walk in to witness our dirty deeds made me wetter and wetter. I stifled my normally loud grunts and groans - but had to express it somehow, so I started grinding my hips back and forth over Cassie's face. I buried my hands into that luxurious, black hair of hers. Her tonguing grew even more frenzied (if that was possible) as I took more and more control. I removed my left hand from her hair and tweaked my nippled - I hissed as I breathed in and out of my teeth. I remember a sheen of sweat on my body formed because of the way the light shined on my breasts, and the wetness I left on the mirror after we were done. But I wasn't there yet, and I wanted to cum - I didn't care who heard or watched, and I almost wanted to invite them in - to let them watch this beautiful woman as she strove to please me for no more reason that she loved me and wanted to see me happy.

I heard grunting, and realized it was me. Normally, I'm a high-pitched, loud screamer and moaner, but I was trying to keep myself quiet. I sounded more like those guys that Cassie had brought home, and that idea excited me. "Ugh, you little...bitch. Ugh, suck my clit!"

Cassie seemed to respond to my change in attitude, and looked up from her snack to say "oh my, it is so BIG Honey!" with mock horror. "How am I ever going to fit it in my mouth?!"

I wasn't in the mood to play, however, being so close to orgasm, so I pushed the back of her head into my pelvis and said: "shut up, Cassie, and finish me now!"

Almost immediately, it felt like glass shattering inside my belly. The booth seemed to grow dark, but I forced my eyes open so I could watch Cassie. Electric shocks pulsed up and down the length of my body as I spasmed involuntarily from my pleasure. True to form, I gushed forth, but Cassie had stretched her jaw across my pussy, and was catching the liquid with her mouth.

The orgasm (it seems like such a tiny word for something that seems so big) seemed to go on forever. It wasn't like one big bang, though. It was more like a series of hills and valleys. Just as I would glide down from the high, and it would seemingly be over. Cassie would ever so slightly wiggle her tongue over my clit and I would be spasming again, bucking my hips to receive more pleasure. After what seemed like months, Cassie finally stood up and kissed and cuddled me, allowing me to taste my own pleasure. I nestled in her arms as she held me close, delighting in the warm comfort she was giving me after my fantastic public fucking. The tiny room seemed to be boiling, and smelled of sweat and sex. "I was going to ask for you to do me, but I think it is best if we just get you dressed and back to the apartment," she whispered in my ear. I nodded wordlessly as I pulled my clothes back on and gathered the garments for the register.

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