My Fiance's Body 06

Happy Holidays!

Here is the last picture of my fiance’s body, I hope you have enjoyed the pictures!

My Fiance's Body 06

My Fiance's Body 05

Happy Holidays!

Here is your second to the last picture of my fiance’s body!

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My Fiance's Body 05

Christmas Gift

He stumbled down the stairs, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and sighing to himself, quietly wishing that he was still in bed asleep. Although the rest of his family was away on a trip to the bahamas to celebrate Christmas somewhere warm, he had been forced to stay home and brave the snow and the ice alone due to his hectic work schedule. As if that wasn’t enough he still had to be dragged out of bed early in the morning to skype with his family while they opened gifts.

He entered the living room and paused to admire the Christmas tree, which sat glowing in the early morning light filling the living room with gentle radiance since he had forgotten to unplug it when he went to bed the night before. The gap under the tree was stuffed with gifts, his parents way of apologizing for leaving him at home while they jetted off on a luxury vacation with his sister.

He sat down on the couch, yawning sleepily and pulled up skype on his laptop. He was annoyed when he noticed that his parents weren’t online yet until he realized that the bahamas were several hours behind him since they were in a different time zone. Muttering darkly to himself and lamenting the fact that he had not bothered to research this the night before when he was setting his alarm he was about to head back to the warm embrace of his bed when he noticed a large box that he was positive was not there the night before when he went to bed.

Utterly lacking in wrapping paper and almost large enough to hold a refrigerator the box sat by itself in the middle of the hallway leading towards the back of the house. He was confused and slightly alarmed, since the presence of the box indicated that either he had gotten far more drunk the night before than he thought he had, or someone had been in his house while he was asleep. He sidled over to the box, circling it warily. As boxes went it was nothing special, just a plain cardboard box. It was devoid of any telltale clicking or beeping so he figured it probably wasn’t a bomb… As he circled back to what he presumed was the front of the box he noticed an envelope taped to one side. Freeing the small square of thick white paper he found a plain card, inside which was inscribed in elegant black script: “To Chris, From Santa”

He frowned confused. If this was some sort of ploy by a robber he couldn’t see the point of it. Although the box was easily large enough to hold a full grown person it wouldn’t make any sense for a robber to break into his house and then wait in a box to surprise him. Though he supposed that one of his friends might think that was a fine idea of a joke at his expense. Convinced by now that he had figured out where the box had come from he started to open it, ready for whichever of his friends was lying in wait to pop out at him.

As the box opened the words he had intended to use to turn the tides on his friend died on his lips. Where he had expected an adult male poised to surprise him instead he was greeted by a beautiful, and mostly naked, woman. Appearing to be in her mid 20’s large full breasts and shoulder length blonde hair adorned a body that was obscured only by a short skirt that was vaguely christmas like in nature and a red Santa hat, neither of which did anything to conceal her perfectly formed body. Her box now open she sauntered out and wandered into the living room. He was momentarily struck dumb in shock.

“Uhhh… Who are you?” he asked, finding his voice at last.

She looked over at him as he spoke and her face broke into a wide smile that redirected the blood from his brain to portions of his body a bit further south. “Why I am your Christmas present of course!” she said as if that should be perfectly obvious.

“From who?” he asked. He was slightly amazed that he was able to string two words together in a coherent fashion given how much of his blood was currently gathered in regions below his belt.

“Why from Santa of course silly!” She replied with glee. “Now don’t you want to come and finish unwrapping your present?” She asked one hand trailing suggestively towards the miniscule skirt that hung ineffectually at her waist.

Although he was still not entirely sure what was happening it was at this point that he lost the ability to form rational thoughts or do more than follow his animal instincts as what was left of his higher level reasoning was redirected to his throbbing erection. With her encouragement his hands found the warm supple flesh of her breasts and he ceased to question anything that was happening. Their mouths met in wordless passion as their tongues fought each other for dominance. She pawed at him in an effort to divest him of the clothing that was inhibiting her hands and he obligingly stripped down. As their hands roamed each others bodies the heat between them grew. She moaned into his ear as his hands cupped her ass, pulling her forcefully against him. His stiff cock pressed against her stomach.

She dropped to her knees in front of him, his erect cock in her face. Her lips parted and wrapped themselves gently around the head of his cock. She slid her way slowly down his shaft, taking as much of him into her mouth as she was able before she risked hitting the back of her throat and making an unladylike gagging noise. Working her way back towards the head of his shaft she started to repeat the sequence. Slowly she increased her speed, bobbing along his cock. With her free hand she started to massage his balls, cupping and squeezing them while her mouth worked. He moaned loudly and she blew him with a near obscene amount of skill. Although he had dated a few girls who were fairly adept with their oral skills, none of them came close to this unnamed Christmas present. He could feel his balls start to tighten, a warning that he was going to cum, and he quickly freed his cock from her mouth since he wasn’t ready to be done having fun yet.

He bent her down on all fours, her body bending to his gentle pressure until her bare breasts were pressed against the soft fabric of the family couch. He slid his cock back and forth through the outer lips of her pussy, gathering the moisture of her arousal on the head of his cock before sliding it firmly between her lips. She gasped softly as his cock speared its way inside of her, stretching her cunt around his intruding member. He grasped her hips, pulling her body against his before shoving her away again with the force of his thrusts. The muscles of her pussy gripped his cock deliciously as he slid in and out of her wet hole. Her body radiated an amazing amount of warmth, and it was all that he could do not to cum immediately. All at once she announced that she was cumming, the front half of her body collapsing against the couch, her hips only staying in position due to his tight grip upon them. She shook and thrashed as her orgasm rocked through her. The muscles of her cunt squeezed and gripped his cock with vice like strength and it was too much for him to take. His cock exploded inside of her, coating her womb with his cum while her cunt squeezed every last drop out of him.

He pulled his cock out of her, a satisfying stream of white cum leaking out of her in a thick flow. She collapsed completely with the removal of his support, leaving a smear of cum on the family couch, but he was indifferent to the mess they had made, utterly satisfied as he was.

A sound intruded, breaking through his contentment.

He sat up in bed, bolting upright and throwing the covers from him as he sat up in surprise. As the last vestiges of sleep fled he looked around, trying to piece together what had happened. The dream had been so real, so real in fact that his boxers were soaked in cum. He looked at the cock and realized that it was Christmas day, time to get ready to skype with his family.

Instead of feeling disappointed, or annoyed, he decided that that dream, and the woman with the perfect cunt, was probably the best gift he was going to get that year. He lay back in bed, letting his racing heart slow to its normal pace.

“Merry Christmas” He thought to himself…

Christmas Gift

My Fiance's Body 03

Merry Christmas!

Here is day three of my fiance’s body, some more of her perfect breasts!

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My Fiance's Body 03

My Fiance's Body 02

Merry Christmas!

Here is day two of my fiance’s body. Keep letting us know what you think!

My Fiance's Body 02

My Fiance's Body 01

Merry Christmas!

In honor of the holiday season my fiance has allowed me to share some selected shots of her body with my readers. So for the next few days I will share some pictures of her beautiful breasts and pussy. We would both love any comments you care to make.

Here is day one, tell us what you think!

My Fiance's Body 01

Sex in a Taxi

The taxi pulled up to the terminal gate at the Portland International airport, fighting its way through the unending flow of traffic as people hurried to and from their planes.

She shuffled through her purse quickly, her heart rate jumping rapidly. She was positive that she had seen her credit card in here somewhere when she left the house, but now that it was time to pay she couldn’t find it anywhere. The taxi driver sighed loudly in obvious annoyance at the delay. She finished tearing her purse apart and came to the unhappy conclusion that her credit card simply was not here.

“Problem?” The drive asked, his voice filled with scorn. Appearing to be around the age of 30 he had a body that appeared to have been lovingly crafted by long hours at the gym, and the frown on his face said that he was not the kind of person that you wanted to disappoint, for your own safety.

“Well I seem to have lost my wallet…” she muttered, she could feel her face flushing red in shame. She had never had something like this happen before. She wasn’t sure what happened to people who couldn’t pay their bills, but she was sure she didn’t want to find out.

“Are you trying to cheat me?!” he asked, his face flushed and the anger on his face would have been visible to a blind person.

“No of course not!” she stuttered, her face blanched in fear. “There must be something I can do, would you take an IOU?” she asked hesitantly.

He looked at her in frank appraisal. At the age of 29 she had a body that attracted a fair amount of attention. Although she had been married for 5 years careful eating and regular exercise and spared her from the extra weight that often started to accumulate in the post nuptial years. A healthy dose of good genes had given her large full breasts and a flawless heart shaped face, improved by the fact that much of the time she was utterly unaware of her own beauty, something which only served to enhance it.

“Well perhaps we can work something out…” he said “Ass, grass or cash, everybody pays. If you haven’t got any cash than you are going to have to pay with some ass.”

“I am a married woman!” she replied, shocked that he would even suggest such a thing.

“I don’t care if you are married with 7 kids!” he replied “You had better pay one way or another, or would you prefer we find a cop and see what he thinks about you trying to ditch a bill?” he enquired smugly.

She swallowed uncomfortably, she didn’t want to get in any sort of trouble, and she was sure that her husband would be enraged if she was arrested for something so silly.

“Ok…” she said quietly.

At her agreement he pulled away from the terminal. Whipping through the traffic they quickly reached the short term parking lot. Row after row of empty cars stretched in all directions, with only a few people traveling here and there among them. Heading to the back of the lot they found a spot that was mostly deserted and was hedged from view by a barbed wire fence. Exiting the driver’s seat he joined her in the back and wordlessly started to remove his clothes. She could tell that her first impression of him was correct as thick slabs of muscle covered his body.

She shed her clothes quickly, discarding them without concern, littering the inside of the taxi. Her heart rate rocketed as she sat with her body exposed to his view. He pulled the cups of her bra aside, allowing her breasts to hang freely in front of him. His rough, strong hands cupped one breast gently, running his fingers over the delicate flesh. She watched his cock slowly rise as he ran his fingers over her body.  She spread her legs at his wordless gesture, exposing the smooth lips of her vulva to the later afternoon sun that filtered through the windows of the cab. Wasting little time he lined the head of his penis up with her cunt and forced it inside of her. She moaned softly as his cock slipped inside of her, although she burned with shame at betraying her husband like this, something about this situation filled her with desire. The risk that they could be caught at any moment should have terrified her, but instead it only added to the experience. He worked himself into a steady pattern, his cock sliding in and out of her with practiced efficiency. The ease with which he performed made her suspect that she was not the first client he had made this proposition to, but with his thick cock thrusting inside of her she hardly cared. She had the startling realization that his cock was so much bigger than her husband’s and her body shivered with sudden release as she came upon his cock. Sitting with her back against the seat, her ass on the edge of the narrow ledge of the bench prevented him from completing his thrust, the awkwardness of the position inhibiting them both.

With mute gestures he indicated that he wanted her to stretch out, as he climbed behind her on the narrow bench seat. Obediently she lay back against him, one strong arm slipping around her waist and pulling her tight against his muscular body. She could feel the heat that radiated from his body as their bare skin pressed against each other. She lifted one leg and she slipped his cock back inside of her. She moaned shamelessly at its return. He quickly resumed his pace, the force of his thrusts causing her breasts to bounce and sway as they coupled in their passion. She lost herself in the moment, an earth shattering orgasm rocking through her as he pounded into her, indifferent to her pleasure. His cock thrust inside of her with an efficiency and regularity that was almost mechanical in nature.

Again they changed positions as he grunted, informing her that he was close to finishing. She lay back, leaning her head against the door and silently cursing that they were not somewhere more comfortable. He leaned between her legs, eyes closed tight in  concentration. They were both covered in a fine sheen of sweat from their activities and it highlighted the deep ridges of his well defined muscles. She ran her fingers along his stomach, feeling the firm flesh that could only be won through long hours at the gym. His speed increased, his breathing becoming huskey and uneven as he approached his climax. At last he grunted in rapture as he found his release. She moaned as he filled her, a combination of fulfilled desire and fear as his cum exploded deep inside of her. She felt every spurt as his cock sprayed inside the tight confines of her pussy. She wasn’t sure what she had expected, and she kicked herself for not insisting that he wear a condom when they started, something she didn’t even let her husband get away with. But part of her reveled in the experience, she would worry about what she would tell her husband later should she become pregnant.

Although she didn’t relish sitting on the long flight ahead of her with his cum leaking out of her cunt, it was better than getting arrested for trying to duck a taxi bill.

He pulled his slowly shrinking cock out of her, followed closely by a thick stream of cum. Wordlessly he started to get dressed, pausing only for a moment to wipe off his cock on his boxers. She followed his example and gathered her clothing from where she had left it strewn about the cab. She sat uncomfortably in the seat, her panties already moist with cum, as he returned to the terminal entrance.

She thanked him as he pulled her suitcase from the trunk and he gave her a knowing smile, merely tipping his head in acknowledgment. She watched as he sped off, quickly losing sight of him in the flow of traffic before rushing to her gate. Perhaps she would see if she could get a ride from him again the next time she was here…

Sex in a Taxi

My Step Mother

My dad left the summer I turned 20, joining my mother in death. All I had left was my sister and my step mom. I love my step mom. Now let me be clear, I don’t mean that I love her like a mother, I have never thought of her that way, I mean I am in love with her. She married my dad a few years after cancer claimed the life of my mother when I was 16. She was, and always will be to me, gorgeous, and from the moment I met her I wanted her to be mine. 

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The first time I saw her naked is something that I will never forget. I snuck into their bedroom on one of the rare instances when both of them were out of the house and wired a small camera inside the bathroom vent, providing me with the perfect view of the master bedrooms shower. I knew that if the camera was ever found I was as good as dead, but these kind of thoughts simply didn’t hold weight against the force of my desire.

Time went by until the perfect opportunity presented itself, I had to be exceedingly careful, as I wanted to be sure I did not accidently catch my father in the shower, since that is the kind of mental scarring that takes years of therapy to undo. I waited until a day when I was positive that he had left for work. The sound water running was heaven to my ears and I immediately pulled up the camera on my web browser.

As I punched up the security code to access the feed I thought I might have a heart attack when the picture came through. It was everything I could have hoped for and more. against all odds the camera was perfectly placed to give me a view of her, standing calmly under the flow of hot water that cascaded over her naked body, a sight that would fuel my dreams for years to come.  I watched as she ran her hands over her breasts, sliding over the slick flesh. She appeared to make a sound of deep satisfaction, though the camera was one of the cheaper models and didnt have sound. Her breasts were bigger than I had expected, standing proudly on her chest despite her age. Her body was well toned and showed the fruits of her labor as she worked so hard to stay in shape. She reached out of screen and picked up a bar of soap and a loofa, and set about to the task of cleaning her body. She quickly covered her breasts and her pussy in soap, rubbing her loofa over every nook and cranny. I could not have asked for a better show, she positioned herself almost as if she knew where the camera was and performed for it. She spent an inordinate amount of time on her breasts, rubbing and pawing at the soapy flesh. They bounced and swayed in the steamy air and I could tell that she had aroused herself, her nipples standing erect in the shower’s warm embrace, her eyes closed in quiet satisfaction. After what seemed like ages her hands started to drift lower, dropping first to her smooth, flat stomach before finally sliding between her legs and finding the bare smooth skin of her vulva.

This was by far the best day of my life.

Her hands slipped back and forth between her legs, working with a frantic pace. One of her fingers penetrated between the lips of her perfectly smooth pussy, plunging deep insider of her. The soap appeared to facilitate her progress, providing ample lubrication for her erotic exploration. Her free hand rose up to clutch at one of her breasts, twisting and teasing the nipple savagely. Although I could hear nothing, her mouth opened in what was undoubtedly a moan of pleasure drowned out by the falling water that surrounded her. She shuddered and shook leaning against the wall of the shower as her body responded to her expert touch, as her orgasm rocked through her she relaxed against the shower wall, her eyes closed and a peaceful smile on her lips.

Although she had reached the end of her erotic interlude, my own mind was playing out a fantasy quite apart from reality. In my head I joined her in the shower, where she embraced me, her slick soap covered body sliding against mine, our mouths meeting. She was desperate for me, hungy for my cock. We wasted no time and our bodies merged with the frantic passion of those consumed by desire. I sat on the narrow shelf of a seat built into one wall of the shower, and she immediately found my lap, guiding my cock inside of her as she slipped down upon it. In one thrust taking all of my length into her tight, wet cunt. I groaned as my groin ached with desire, the fantasy of her warm pussy gripping my shaft. In my fantasy she called to me, begged me to fuck her as she had never been fucked before, a request which with which I eagerly complied. In the end she begged me to fill her with my cum, a plea which I fulfilled with gusto, filling her with my seed.

Reality again intruded as the aftermath of my orgasm ripped me away from our fantasy union and returned me to my room again, a wash of cum covering my hand and boxers, the fantasy faded and reality came back into focus. Instead of satiating my desire for her my fantasy renewed the burning passion to possess her in reality. But for now she was still in the shower, alone, and I was still in my bedroom.

 

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Months passed and although I had the occasional chance to spy on her through the bathroom camera it did nothing but drive me to distraction with my desire for her. It consumed with with the sick obsession of one consumed by madness. My dreams soon joined my waking hours of obsession and in a way she possessed all of me.

Months after the first time I saw her naked another event would occur that would take its place forever in my dreams…

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I heard sounds coming from the living room, which was particularly confusing since I had thought that my step mom had left to go to the store, and with my dad away on a business trip I had thought that I was alone in the house. At first my mind went to the thought that someone had broken into the house. I quickly grabbed the closest object I thought he could use as a weapon, a golf club that was leaning against the wall, and crept quietly towards the living room, intending to leap out and surprise the would be thief. As I snuck around the corner I almost dropped the golf club in surprise. It turned out that I was not the only one who thought they would have the house to themselves that day. A trail of clothes led from the hallway over to the couch, where the sounds were emanating. Two women, as bare as the day they entered the world, were on the couch, in a position that was known as a “69” in the porn world, one woman on her back while the other crouched over her on all fours, allowing ample access to each others cunts.

I instantly recognized the body of my step mom, since I had prior experience seeing her bare body, though her face was buried between the legs of the other woman. The wet sounds of penetration and desire emanated from that general area as she devoured the pussy of the stranger. At first I had no idea who the other woman was, though after a second I recognized the wife of the next door neighbor. Instead of pouncing out and surprising the two women, as had been my earlier plan, I crept back into the shadows of the hallway, finding a vantage point from which to watch where I was unlikely to be observed. I freed my cock, stroking it vigorously as I watched the two women in their intimate embrace.

From the sounds that she was making I guessed that my stepmother was quite skilled at her work, I could almost follow the quick darts of her tongue as the slipped in and out of the other womans cunt, interrupted only by the occasional moan of pleasure of her own from the other womans work. She cried out and announced to the room that she was cumming, an announcement that did nothing to slow my stepmother’s tongue. On the contrary she increased her pace lapping at the other womans cunt as though eager to devour every drop of moisture that resulted from her orgasm. I continued to stroke my cock, the sight of the two devouring each others bodies was enough to urge me towards climax quickly. I did all that I could to stifle the sounds of my own pleasure but a grunt or two escaped my lips. I thought that my step mother must have heard me at least once, since she paused at one point and glanced in my general direction, a wide smile cracking her face as she gazed into the shadows that covered me before returning to the waiting cunt of the neighbors wife. My orgasm erupted from me with little warning, a wash of cum spraying from me all at once, although I did what I could to contain the flood of cum, a spurt splashed onto one of the bras that littered the floor in front of me. I quietly pulled up my pants and crept back down the hall, leaving the two to their embrace behind me.

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It was after this event that I started to suspect that she knew of my desire for her. Although she did nothing to betray my interest to my father I was often on the receiving end of smug smiles and gentle flirting. Offers of back rubs that had never occurred before started to happen on a regular basis. She would take the time to hug me, pressing her full breasts against my body and giving me a secret smile when she felt my cock press against her in response. It was not until my father passed however that we took things to the next step…

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It was a sunny afternoon when we found each other at last. In the time since my father’s death the madness that was my desire for her consumed my very soul. I started to drink heavily in an effort to stave off the thoughts of her. It was in this drunken stupor that she found me, and it was the drink that gave me the courage to finally confess my desire for her. I expected a harsh rebuke, but I was unprepared for her response to my pronouncement. She stopped me with a kiss, needing no words to communicate that she reciprocated my desires. As our desires mounted we undressed each other, her hands sure and steady, while I fumbled with her clothing the alcohol in my system making my clumsy.

She dropped to her knees in front of me, taking my cock in both hands. She was already bare before me and my cock hardened from the combination of her exposed body and her expert touch. She started to run her hands along my length, stroking and sliding back and forth before she placed her mouth over the head. I groaned in pleasure as the warm, wet heat of her mouth enveloped the tip of my cock. She smiled and looked up at me without breaking her stroking movement. She took my cock as deep into her mouth as she could, the tip brushing against the back of her throat before she stopped. I was nothing if not well endowed and she wasn’t able to take all of my cock in without gagging. Her breasts swayed gently as she bobbed back and forth. One of her hands cradled my balls and she squeezed them gently in one hand in time with her sucking motions.

“I want to fuck your tits.” I said, she smiled up at me and leaned back obediently, allowing my cock to drop from her mouth. She cupped her breasts together, pushing them up to envelop my cock between the warm globes of flesh. She spit down into her cleavage, providing lubrication for my thrusting cock. I held her face, pulling her eyes upwards to meet mine as I thrust against her ample chest. She moaned as I penetrated her bust, my cock slipping in and out from between her breasts. She exhaled with each thrust, the force of my efforts pushing the air from her lungs. The movements got easier as precum leaked from the head of my cock, coating her breasts in the slick substance and facilitating the movements.

By now I was maddened by lust, I could take no more of this teasing. I lifted her bodily from the ground and pulled her tight against me, my erect cock spreading her ass cheeks as I pressed against her exposed body. With one deft movement I reached down and inserted my cock inside of her, spearing up into her perfect pussy, the moisture of her own desire matching mine. She moaned loudly as my cock slammed inside of her. I reached around, grasping her massive breasts and pulling her body back against mine. Her hands slipped up and cupped my own, imploring me to knead her breasts. Her pussy was like heaven, tight and wet and full of the most delicious heat, like sliding my cock into an oven. I could smell her desire from where I stood, the scent of sex and lust wafting up to me as I slammed my cock into her desperate hole.

“God yes! Fuck me! I need this so bad!” she moaned, her eyes were hazy with lust as my own, our twin desires driving away any thought about the consequences of our actions. Though she was my stepmother in that moment all she was to me was a woman, a woman I wanted as I had wanted no other before her in my life.

I released my hold on her breasts and she dropped down to her hands, leaning against a nearby chair as I continued to thrust inside of her. I gripped at her waist, my hand sliding around the hourglass of her wide hips, pulling on the flesh I found there to strengthen my thrust into her tender flesh. She continued to pant and moan as her mind was overridden with desire. She begged me to fuck her harder, longer, rougher, and I did all that I could to oblige her desires, thrusting into her with unbridled lust. I was sure that we would both be sore the next day, but in that moment none of that mattered to me. This was the culmination of years of teasing and secret desires, the fulfillment of all of my teenage fantasies, nothing was going to stop me from experiencing this to the fullest amount possible.

In the end I was so wrapped up in what I was doing that I did not feel my orgasm coming and it surprised us both. In our haste to satisfy our lust we had failed to take the time to use protection and wave after wave of cum painted the inside of her cunt, coating her womb in my seed.

In the months to come her stomach would swell and her breasts would grow even fuller as our baby grew inside of her, the proof of our passion and the start of our relationship. We moved from my father’s house, it somehow seemed wrong for us to live together there now, and moved far away from the accusing eyes and daming whispers of the people we knew. Although she was many years my senior our love made us both as horny teenagers, and I filled her cunt with my cum many many times after that first time together. In the end we found something more than just lust and sex, we found love.

My Step Mother