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Hubby never said I was really pretty, but Johnnie did; Hubby never devoured my mouth but Johnnie did; I was never on the pub wall with hubby or shuddered and grabbed and released like with Johnnie…I wanted that again…looking in the mirror at myself…my ginger bush and my ginger hair and feeling how wet I was at just the thought of his cock in me…I was a good girl but never as good or clean as when I was coming on Johnnie’s thick cock when it was fucking me…I went to sleep and dreaming again of the low pub wall and “just the start of things.” I was hoping wife wouldn’t pick him up after work again…it was my turn And so it was…more secret smiles…I thought it might happen sooner and dressed for the event. I wore a short skirt and a pretty blouse that showed me a little more than usual and I walked down the street after work, alone…just as Johnnie told me…so there wouldn’t be more whispers or giggles…he was around the corner in his little car…I jumped in and off we went…we had bucket seats asian so I couldn’t squeeze against him…“damn” I thought. “Let’s drive to the shoreline,” he said, “there’s a pretty spot.” And so we drove and he reached for my hand…I scooted down in my seat and it was growing dark but there was a moon this night and I began to see its reflection on the road and the trees…soon he stopped the car…we were at the edge of the sea…I could hear the waves against the shore and the moonlight shimmering in the waves…he reached and held my hand…it was so quiet and peaceful…Johnnie and I were in a special place this night after work…and he kissed me…just kind of a peck on my cheek and then on my lips and then that stupid tongue inside my mouth, moving around and around and I thought what else he could do with his moving tongue. I had heard of tonguing and all but didn’t know what that was…hubby and I were strictly the old fashioned way and then to sleep…covers over us and fisting both sleeping…but Johnnie…the girls said: “walking me home was just the start” and so it was that night at the sea…waves, moonlight, tongues and then… “Move over here,” he said. He pulled me…my body over toward him…lifting me over to where he was opposite the wheel…so what is this all about, I thought, what is japanese he doing? I was a bad girl, a very bad and naughty girl, this night…I dressed that morning without knickers…had felt hot and wet all day at work…hoping no one would notice…there was a man who sat opposite my desk who was always giving me the eye…and ducking under his desk to look at my legs…he was a strange fellow but even he excited young and beautiful me…I saw him duck under the desk pretending to pick up something but I knew he was looking at my legs and up my dress if he could…I opened my legs and let him look at my fanny…I was naughty fetish but you should have seen the look on his face! I loved it…letting him look at my cunt…just the thought had made me hot and wet…and here I was with Johnnie Hot…my pet name for good old Johnnie… Johnnie Hot and what was his next trick…it wasn’t long for me to find out…he pulled me over to him and the steering wheel but I didn’t get all the way over before he stopped me and began to kiss and pet me…telling me how pretty I was and I just poured down. In my mind I saw his hands on my legs and felt them, too, moving along my thighs…”You’re so incredible,” he said, “and your legs are smooth.” He ran along my thighs, back and forth, and to the heart of me…petting my cunt…”Your cunt is soft and wet,” he said…it all excited me…I knew his fingers were wet with me…I wanted his cock and reached for him…he was stiff…I unzipped his pants and released his thick cock…it was moist…”You’ve made me wet, too,” he said…and I rubbed his pre-cum all over this cock and he lifted to my touch…I was turning him on and he said dirty things to me…”You’re a hot woman. You’re so naughty and dirty…and I’ve got a surprise for you tonight…” There was no pub wall or crickets or other things…and I waited for his surprise…I felt naughty and ass dirty and sexy and hot and pretty and wanted to know my surprise. I didn’t wait long. He lifted my skirt to my waist…I was completely naked below and he rubbed my skin all over and moved one leg toward him…moving the other leg aside…”Sit down,” he said…but there was nowhere to sit down…I looked down…there was my seat and his seat and in between, the console and gear shift knob straight up…it was my surprise…”That’s your surprise,” he said…”Sit down.” I looked at him and didn’t know what to do…he put his hands on my waist pushing me down…he kissed me again…tongues…and petting my fanny…I was so wet and the air made me cool…he pushed me down on the gear shift…Now I knew what was my surprise…but the knob was just a thing…”Sit down on it,” he said and urged me down and down and my lips were so wet it was easy to include this knob…”Sit down,” he demanded and it was so easy…the knob spread my lips…as had his thick cock…I slid gradually down, down on the knob…It eased up into me and I was finally on the console and the knob completely inside…after Johnnie on the low pub wall it wasn’t so hard to do and I was so very wet…remember the laughter from the nurse?…that I sort of slid down around it, nuzzling inside and another kiss from Johnnie and he was feeling my breasts…but I was still wanting…wanting that release like on the wall…this knob job wasn’t doing it…it was just a kind of nice thing inside me and Johnnie kissing and fondling… “Do you like your surprise,” he asked and I nodded…trying to be appreciative…”Okay, but that’s not your surprise…” I was confused now not knowing…Johnnie turned on the engine and the knob came alive, inside me, moving about, vibrating and scaring me…I tried to lift off but Johnnie held me down…his hands firm on my shoulders…I relaxed a little and let him hold me down and he was kissing me again and his hands were all over my breasts and rubbing my thighs and the engine was running…but the gear shift knob deep inside, and on which I was sitting, was vibrating on me…He kept kissing and I sat there enjoying his tongue and his hands on me and the vibrations inside and then…then…there was the surprise…my body was feeling all this…all the vibration was touching me now…it wasn’t just touching my cunt but making me feel all over my cunt lips and my thighs and up and down my thighs…my knees were weak and Johnnie was whispering dirty things to me and my body was riding this thing inside setting me on fire and my ears were full…I heard the waves at the shore and closed my eyes…I couldn’t see the moonlight…the light was inside me…straddling this surprising thing…I grabbed Johnnie’s head and held it…hoping…hoping for his heat and saying things in his ear…”Oh…Ohhh…I’m…ohh…coming…coming…” He revved the engine and I couldn’t stand it any more but couldn’t let go and saw stars and moonlight and rings in my ears…finally he turned off the engine…I was still churning, going, coming…trembling and on that knob which was making me purr and come and purr some more. He was kissing and licking me…petting me…bringing me down…please bring me down…I was so gone…so wonderfully gone…needing to come down and he just held me and tears were on my face and I licked my lips and felt salty tears…the knob was gone, it was all quiet…I was gone…somewhere…Johnnie just held me…held me…thank you Johnnie for holding me…letting me go down…what a surprise… Hawaiian Paradise Hawaii: my favorite place but this time traveling alone as, at the last minute, my girlfriend had an emergency at work…I was determined…now on the plane from San Francisco to Honolulu…During the flight there was turbulence and I had visions of John Wayne piloting that old motored craft in the movie “The High and the Mighty,” Phil Harris complaining in the rear of the plane…the crew evaluating the “point of no return” and they were passed it now, ignoring the imprecations of the comely stewardess. They could have turned back but forged ahead into the unknown. As the ground crew chief had warned Wayne: “I said it to Orville and to Wilbur: It’ll never get off the ground.” But here we all were, in a fancy modern jet, the fuselage trembling, awakening me…then smoothing and I went back to dozing. It had been a long day. I needed a vacation away from the turmoil of the office and my officious boss who was always importuning me…the prettiest woman on the staff for: “Dinner?” or “Fancy a drink or two after work?” or what he was really saying to me after patting my butt: “How about going to my place to see my etchings, have a drink, strip down and fuck.” How gross! Exactly why I needed a vacation. Our plane landed, we all were on the WikiWiki bus off for our luggage and me to my room at the Moana…a little time at the Banyon Court for a drink or two and then some serious…all along…sack time. The next day I had hired a car for a drive to the other side of the island…away from the crowds of Waikiki…to the quiet shores near the Polynesian Cultural Center where there was little culture but lots of people. Not far past the Center was a wonderful hiking path among the fertile apple trees to the Sacred Falls and Pool where I planned a peaceful and restful picnic. I had heard of this place from a native of the islands some years past and this was my time to explore and enjoy. With all the noise of the busses and the loading dock ass she didn’t hear him until he spoke causing her to jump a little. The topic of the discussion and asian herself standing there in front of him with a short dress and no panties was very similar to her hot fantasy from the evening before. What would your wife do if she walked in on us like this?” Now I was really starting to get scared but I tried to fake that I wasn’t. “Oh she’d get mad, but we fisting used to swing so it’s not a problem” I lied. She had just a tiny bit of baby fat but was still very attractive and her body was really taking on a life of its own. I heard about your loser ex-boyfriend. One was a big circle of wood like a solid wheel, but it was vertical and off the ground. “ Jo began milking fetish her tits again and then reached a hand on her ass. “Ronda, obviously we have chemistry. I was already sat on the motorcycle when I remembered about my clothes. Their poor would japanese have to stay in designated mixed blooded boroughs. “You like the hot tub huh?”