Anonymous - The condo swappers

Her lips made sucking noises as she enjoyed his long cock. She liked the feel of his hot prick against her tongue, and she enjoyed the way it filled her mouth and made her cheeks stick out. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the first few drops of his sweet cum run down her throat. She wanted more of it. She wanted it to flood her mouth and fill her empty belly. His huge cock swelled up in her mouth, making it hard for her to breathe, and she knew that it wouldn't be long before he came.

Mr. Reed gave her a few more hard thrusts deep into her mouth, so deep that the hair around his cock scratched her lips and his heavy balls banged against her cheeks. He fucked her sensuous lips with a frenzy until he could take no more, and he came deep in her throat, squirting his creamy jism into her until it overflowed and ran out of her mouth and down her face. With a deep grunt, be collapsed on the bed beside her and fell asleep.

"It's my turn now, Laura," said Mrs. Reed. "I want to fuck you, right now, you sweet, little bitch!"

She climbed on top of Laura, matching her tits with Laura's tits and her pussy with Laura's pussy. Beginning in slow circles, she moved her hips with Laura's, grinding her thighs and cunt into the young girl. The friction of their cunts grinding against each other sent mind-shattering spasms racing through their bodies.

"Ohhhh! Ahhhhh! That feels so good!" moaned Laura. "Fuck me harder!" Mrs. Reed moved her hips faster and harder, grinding into Laura's hot pussy and making the little girl scream with pleasure.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH! EEEEEEAAAAAA!" Laura howled, "I can't take any more! I'm coming!"

She raised her ass off the bed, thrusting her body into the older woman's cunt, and dug her fingernails into her back. Her juices burst forth and flooded both of their sweaty bodies.

Mrs. Reed, about to climax herself, thrust her pussy fiercely against the young girl again and again, rubbing her bared cut into the young girl's cunt. Their sweat-soaked bodies slapped against each other in animal lust.

"OOOOOHHHHHH! I'm coming too, baby! I'm commiing! I'm coming, you fucking bitch!" howled Mrs. Reed.

Her pussy juices poured forth and drenched Laura's already soaked pussy and thighs. They both collapsed on the bed in each other's arms, their bodies covered with each other's sweat and cunt juice.

The sound of a child crying, woke them all, and they slowly rolled out of bed, still exhausted.

"It's Michael," said Mrs. Reed. "I'll go see to him. He probably just needs a clean diaper."

"Goodness!" said Laura, looking at the clock. "I didn't realize it was so late. I must be getting home or mother will be worried." She gathered her clothes off the floor and quickly dressed.

"It was really fun, having you here," said Mr. Reed. "I hope you can baby-sit for us again some time."

"I'd love to," said Laura. "I really enjoyed it." She finished dressing and headed out the door.

"Good-bye, Mr. and Mrs. Reed," she called.

"Good-bye, Laura."

Ann Marshall lay on her living room carpet exercising her body. At age thirty-five, her body was in its prime. Her firm tits and ass and her slim waist gave evidence to her vitality. She lay on her back, with her long, black hair tied back in a ponytail, raising her legs off the floor, spreading and closing them, then lowering them to the floor again. Dressed only in a pair of panties, she continued this exercise for some time while thoughts raced through her head.

Her life was going well, now. She'd been living in this apartment, on her own, for one month, and her new job as assistant to the manager had opened new avenues for her. It allowed her to meet many different people everyday, some of whom had become her friends. Life had become fun and interesting, and she was no longer depressed over her divorce. In fact, she rarely thought about her ex-husband anymore, so many other things were now occupying her time, nearly all of them good.

She now rolled over onto her flat stomach and began doing push-ups, raising herself up with her hands then lowering her body down again until her large, bare tits pressed into the carpet under her weight. The tiny panties which she wore barely covered her magnificent ass, and, with each upward lift of her body, she imagined herself being fucked in the ass by some horny, old man kneeling behind her.

She was just about to begin her deep knee-bends when a loud knock at the door interrupted her.

"Just a minute," she called. She hurried to the door half naked, and asked, "Who is it?"

"I'm collecting money for charity to aid the blind," the voice said.

Ann opened the door just enough to peek outside. Standing in the doorway was a middle-aged blind man carrying a cane and holding a German shepherd on a leash. Realizing the man was blind, Ann saw no reason to cover herself, and she invited the man into her apartment.

"Won't you please come in," she said. She led him to the couch and helped him sit down, with the seeing eye dog walking alongside and sitting at his master's feet. Ann sat down beside him, still wearing only a pair of panties. "What can I do for you?" she asked.

"I'm collecting money to aid blind people in this town. The money will be used to help train seeing eye dogs such as this one, and also to help blind people adjust to everyday life."

"That sounds like a worthwhile cause. I'll be glad to donate some money. Why don't you stay and have a cup of coffee? It's kind of early to be out on a Sunday morning, isn't it?"

"No, it's not too early. I enjoy being out in the morning sunshine. By the way, I'd love a cup of coffee."

"Fine, I'll be right back," she said. She hurried into the kitchen and returned five minutes later with a tray of coffee and doughnuts.

"That smells good," said the blind man, still unaware of Ann's nakedness.

She poured him a cup of coffee and leaned over to hand it to him, "Here you are, a fresh cup of coffee," she said.

He leaned forward to take it from her and accidentally bumped his head against her large tits. This so surprised Ann that she spilled the hot coffee in his lap, which caused him to jump up in pain. As he jumped up from his seat, Ann's tits smacked him right in the face, the blow knocking her onto the floor, spread-eagled, and sending the hot coffee all over the seeing eye dog. The poor dog howled in pain and sprang from the room, jerking the leash from its master's hand and sending the blind man hurtling forward to land squarely on top of Ann's half-naked body.

"What the fuck is going on?" asked the dazed blind man as he held tightly to Ann's big tits.

Lying on her back beneath the blind man, with her legs spread wide and her tits firmly in his grasp, she answered, "I'm not sure, but, next time, I think I'll serve lemonade."

She slowly crawled out from under him and got to her feet. Then she helped him off the floor and sat him down on the couch.

"Why don't you sit here while I go see about your dog," she said. She left him there on the couch, still in a daze, while she went into the kitchen to look for his dog. She found the poor animal crouched in a corner behind the refrigerator, licking his wounds.

"Come here, boy. Let me see if you're okay?" She ran her hands over him, examining his body. The burn was not serious at all. The dog appeared more frightened than hurt.

Suddenly, something banged against the door, and Ann looked up to see the blind man entering, waving his cane in front of him.

The blind man spoke, "Damn it, is anybody in here or not?" He began walking around, waving his cane in front of him.

"Ouch!" yelled Ann as the cane hit her on the tits. "Watch that damn thing!" She grabbed the cane and pulled it from his hand, thereby causing him to stumble forward and fall directly on top of Ann and the dog.