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Sorry for the hiatus, work was busy and so I didn't have time to sit down and write. There was probably something really wrong with me. My affair with Eric had broken something fundamentally human inside me. When I received a phone call saying that my friend’s husband had passed after a long bout with cancer, the only thing I could think of was that I would get an opportunity to go see Eric. My friend Becky and her now deceased husband lived in the same city where Eric was going to school and therefore I had a ready made excuse to go see him. Packing for the trip, I felt a little dirty and more than a little bit evil packing lingerie along with my black brocade dress. I was going to go from mourning the passing of my friend’s husband to getting my brains fucked out. I sent a text message to Eric to see whether he’d be interested in meeting and was ecstatic when I got a response, "Looking forward to seeing you Ms. B." Staying in my hotel in Chicago, I felt sexy looking at myself in the mirror in my lingerie, matching black bra, panties, garter and thigh high stockings. Pulling my nake girls dress over it, I felt a bit naughty attending a funeral wearing it. I felt like the black widow who was ready to jump into her lover’s arms once her husband was safely in the ground. Of course it wasn’t my husband that was being buried today. During the funeral, I paid scant attention, my mind more focused on sex than on mourning. As soon as the funeral was over, I went over to my friend Becky, gave her a hug and a quick peck on the cheek and hurried back into my car, wanting to drive to Eric’s apartment as soon as I could. In the elevator, I smiled to myself as one of the tenants gave me the once over. I had butterflies as I knocked on Eric’s door. It had been a few months since we last saw each other and honors.suwon.ac.kr I was nervous anticipating the frenzied lovemaking that was going to happen. A part of me felt guilty that I hadn't bothered changing. The clothes that I wore mourning the death of my friend's husband would probably end up streaked with his cum.When Eric opened the door he embraced me warmly in one arm and slid his left hand up my thigh exposing my black panties. I protested, "Eric stop, someone will see." To which he ignored me and as a subtle way of punishing me lingered in the hallway a bit longer sliding a finger under my panties.I heard a door open and take a tad too long to close and was sure that someone had seen me. I could feel my face flush. Mercifully he pulled me unto his apartment and closed the door behind us. As soon as the closed behind us, he pushed me against the door and snaked his tongue into my mouth. His hands roamed over my body more gently than I had anticipated. "I've missed you Ms B. I miss all the slutty things you do. I want to feel your tongue in my cock." Despite telling me he wanted a blow job he kept me pressed against the door missing me, his hands resting on the bare part of my thigh above my stockings. I could feel his cock pressed up against me and I wondered how he could bear to be so hard. Still not wanting his blow job, he turned me over and started to kiss the back of my neck. He unzipped my dress, and licked down my back. He didn’t seem interested in anything that I would do for him and that drove me crazy. I reached down to touch myself but like always he controlled my arms and prevented me from doing it. I couldn’t stop him and naked chicks so I resorted to begging, "Please Eric, let me suck post your wife cock." "Ms. B, I want to hear you beg for it loudly," he said as he continued kissing me. It enraged me that while he was sensual about it, he deliberately ignored touching my pussy or my breasts. Everytime he grazed my lips or pulled my hair back, they were fleeting sensations driving me further to distraction. This was made worse by the fact that I could feel his manhood pressing up against my body and all I could think about was how much I missed it. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally let me go. He walked to his couch and sat down. "So Ms. B, you were going to blow me like a good little slut?" I walked slowly to him and knelt between his knees. Pulling his cock nude girlfriends out of his pants, I brushed the slick tip against my face, taking in the smell and the almost searing heat of his erection. He sat there looking satisfied as I played with his cock. Taking it into my mouth, the taste of his precum brought back memories of all the times we fucked like crazed bunnies in my house and how much I missed it. As I bobbed my head on his cock I could see Eric lean back and enjoy it. "God, you suck better than anyone I know." Happy for the compliment I started to swirl my tongue around his cock and heard him moan softly. I froze when I heard his door creak open and his roommate say, "Damn!" I was mortified and wanted to go hide somewhere but Eric grabbed my hair and started to face fuck me. I felt horrified as the two of them started to have a conversation, "Eric," his roommate said, "Get a fucking room! Or at least go to your room." I could tell that he was a bit annoyed seeing me sucking his roommates cock. "Awww, you’re just jealous that I’m not sharing. Wanna share?" I wanted to freeze but his hand was too powerful and he kept pushing my head onto his cock. In my mind I could picture his roommate’s mouth hitting the floor. "Uh" was all I could hear. "Cindy, let’s go to my room." Eric said. His roommate followed the two of us into Eric’s room. I had never had a threesome and I wanted to protest, but a part of me was screaming that I needed sex, I knelt on the bed and the two of them wasted to time taking my dress off. Eric appreciated me wearing lingerie, heels and my glasses and stopped his roommate from taking off any more of my clothes. I took turns kissing them and like some porno I had seen I had each of their cocks in my hands. Eric’s roommate a fellow rower and they had the same lean body that I craved and he wasted no time in kissing me back and slipping his hands down my panties. "Why don’t you suck his dick Cindy?" I could see that Eric was getting off on the sex as he was ordering me around and knowing that I would do anything. I got down on my hands and knees and took Dave’s cock into my mouth. Unlike Eric he was far more passive and allowed me to service him. He wasn’t as large and I could take his entire length in my mouth. As I was doing this, Eric slipped his first two fingers into my wet slit and began to finger fuck me. As I moaned Dave pressed himself deeper inside my throat. It didn’t take long for him to cum and it hit me like a fire hose. I could see Dave recoil as he shot his load into me. I sucked hungrily taking every last drop. As he finished he collapsed and sat down on the bed. Eric got behind me and pushed the crotch of my panties naked chicks aside and began to fuck me. Dave just looked busty girlfriend thumbs at my face as I moaned, telling Eric to fuck me harder or slower. As I screamed instructions Eric ignored me and said, "Man, sluts these days." He grabbed my hair for leverage and slowly but powerfully fucked his rod inside me. "Aww dude? Aren’t you going to use protection?" Dave said. Eric looked back and said, "Eh, bare is far better. Besides she’s on birth control." Dave’s eyes got wider as he saw my face contort in agony and pleasure until he was hard again. The two of them started fucking me in earnest, with Dave shoving his cock back into my mouth as Eric fucked me from behind. As I was free naked sex pics helpless between these two young studs, I felt my own orgasm getting ready to explode. I wanted to scream but with my mouth full, all I could do was moan. I saw myself in the mirror sandwiched between these two boys and cummed hard realizing how much of a slut I was. Having cum, I fell limp and felt the exquisite pleasure of having a cock violate me as my body pulsed. Knowing that I had cum, Eric pulled out. He pulled my head off of Dave’s cock towards him and shot his load over my glasses. Dave seeing that couldn’t hold his own load in anymore and shot his second load on my chest. After Dave came, he said, "Awww, tell me she’s staying for at least a few days." Eric’s reply was, "She is, and she’s ours." cindybe