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I'm in my late thirties; I've been married for seventeen years. Anna is sixteen; no problem there you probably think,but the thing is she was my son's girlfriend. OK, what got me into this predicament? Porn that's what, good old simple pornography. I'd built up a minor collection of DVD's over a period of months and years. I had one or two flings over the years but the wife wasn't interested in sex so I kept going back to the simplicity of my porn stash. It was one of my masturbatory soirees that led to my son's girlfriend Anna, catching me mid-wank. I was having a day off. My son had gone to school and I thought that I had the house to myself. I was all set. The video was playing and I had a whole day stretching ahead with no one to disturb my time.Perfect. I was sat in my armchair watching one of the old Color Climax flicks from the seventies. My cock was hard in my fist and I was close to shooting my load. I was just in the process of using the fantastic technological innovation of jumping between selected frames ? thank God for DVD, in the old days of video it was a huge problem over how to time the favourite bit of the film with your ejaculation (yeah, you know what I'm talking about guys) - just as I was about to come I had a weird feeling as though I was being watched. Now, if you've got your cock in your fist and you're watching porn, you're very sensitive to any subtle atmospheric changes in the environment. I had that strange feeling and I looked up and to my left, towards the living room door, and with a huge jolt of disbelief I saw Anna watching me. There was nothing I could do. I'd been caught bang Beylikdüzü escort to rights. The hideous soundtrack played on as I stared at Anna as she stared back at me. My cock was huge in my fist, but my orgasm had been rudely interrupted. Half a dozen scenarios played through my mind all at once. "What the fuck!!............How did you get in?........Fuck!!" I screamed. It wasn't real, I was imagining this...I hadn't just been caught pulling my cock by my son's girlfriend. She wouldn't say a word. We could have a cup of tea and talk. I'd explain, I needed sex, everyone masturbated, and I missed my wife... Anna would soon turn and run from the room in horror. She'd tell my son what she'd seen... ...Oh God, the humiliation... What could I do? I probably ran through every possibility of what could happen with the sole exception of what actually did. Anna is a small, slim girl with an exquisite figure. She's very, very pretty and has long legs topped by a beautifully sculpted arse. She wore the current style of clothes so typical of today's Modern Miss. Hipster jeans that complimented her beautifully and showed off her taut, flat tummy. She never openly flaunted her body, but Anna seemed to know how to display it to the fullest advantage, and her small, round breasts always appeared tight and firm, neatly covered by some type of clinging t-shirt. Anna looked at me through those exotic, made-up eyes of hers for a time as she surveyed me from the doorway. She smiled the most sly, mischievous, blatantly wicked smile I've ever seen decorate a woman's face and I just sat there Beyoğlu escort bayan with my cock slowly wilting in my hand, too stunned to move. Anna moved towards me in that sinuous way that some women have of walking. I've always loved the way the girls walk, it's a kind of hypnotic swaying of the hips that holds my attention and perfectly focuses my mind. I couldn't make sense of what was happening. Why was she smiling like that? Why was she coming into the room rather than running away in hysterics? As she approached, Anna pulled her t-shirt she was wearing, over her head. I briefly recognised it as one of my son's, but soon forgot about the garment when I saw Anna's body, naked for the first time. Oh my God, she was stunning. I'm sure my mouth just hung open in slack jawed amazement. My brain still hadn't caught up with events and I continued to sit as still as a statue as though Anna had cast some kind of magic spell over me. Which in a way she had, I was definitely hypnotised by the junction of her thighs. Her plump vulva looked positively edible and the thin strip of precisely razored pubic hair made my previously wilted cock twitch with renewed interest. "You're a bad man," she whispered quietly. The shock of her accented statement sent an arterial burst of excitement through me as I began to recover my senses. "How long...?" I croaked. I cleared my throat and continued, "How long have you been watching?" "Long enough," she replied and fixed me with those disconcerting eyes. "I watched you... like this." She made the universal jerking off gesture with her fist Escort Bomonti and rolled her eyes. "To see that... it makes me sexy." I had always found her sexy, but since she was my son's girlfriend the thought had never developed much more that the realisation. Now she was naked in front of me and was admitting quite clearly that watching me wank turned her on. Also, the signals were as clear as she could make them about what she wanted; by the way she flagrantly exposed herself to me when she pulled off the t-shirt she'd been wearing. "Feel me," Anna urged and made her meaning plain by moving her feet wider apart and offering her sex to me. "Fucking hell..." I whispered almost to myself when I felt the slippery skin between her firm thighs. Her labia were positively gooey with the syrup that was dribbling from her body. I fingered the loose folds of her labia for a few moments and then smeared a little of her juice over the stiff tip of her clitoris. As soon as my finger touched her button, she gasped. She muttered something* and took hold of my wrist. She virtually forced my fingers into her opening and I took the hint and fingered her firmly. My cock was erect in seconds, something she noticed immediately.She moved very quickly and straddled me while I sat in the chair, her knees either side of my hips. With no further foreplay she simply took hold of my shaft and pushed the head of my cock against her opening. She manoeuvred her hips slowly until I was on target and then just sank down onto my cock. I was balls deep in an instant and found myself with her tightly clenching cunt around my cock and her lovely breasts inches from my face. I did the only thing I could do. With no thought whatsoever about the morality of what I was doing, of how deplorable it was to stick my cock into the delectable body of my son's girlfriend, I gripped the firm cheeks of* ass and began to lift and lower her up and down my shaft.