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Keywords: Jackie, is, Name, My,

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"I'm going to do something I have thought about since the first time I saw you naked" he said in a breathy murmur. "I'm going to cum all over those beautiful tits!"

"Oh God!" I whimpered as I came again. Not as hard as the time before, but powerfully enough to shake me and let Bobby know what was happening.

I moved my upper arms outside my breast and squeezed them in, pushing my tits together and out, offering them to him. My legs pulled back, bending at the knees and opening farther. My right hand fingers played on my clit and the left hand slipped two long fingers into me. I pumped and flicked my pussy as Bobby slowly stroke up and down his hard cock. I was watching, waiting, anticipating. Finally he moved forward, no longer able to see me play, but now only a few inches from my offered breasts.

I had never felt this way before. I could feel the blood rushing to my chest, my tits were hard and my nipples pulled tight, so tight I could feel them perched on top of my mounds, tingling, almost hurting with need and desire. My pussy was oozing fluid, I could feel trails of it on my thighs and butt. My clit was on fire with a crazy itch that demanded attention and couldn't get enough, but each touch felt better than the one before it.

I watched Bobby's cock. Riveted to the pending event. I saw the first spasm and jerk and stared with dumbfounded fascination as the eruption burst from him and flew through the air. Time slowed down, my hands froze in motion, my breath caught and my whole being waited.

It was like a drop of water in hot oil. When his cum hit my chest just above my breasts and splashed and splattered over my tits I exploded in a sizzling, crackling frenzy of fired nerves. My mouth jerked open in a silent scream, my eyes popped wide in a sightless stare and a fist closed deep inside me. It was like all my nerves and tendrils were attached to the fingers on a hand inside and when it closed it drew me in, pulling me tight. I sat up with an involuntary jerk of my muscles, my hands pressed hard on my pussy as the second, and third and fourth burst from Bobby fed the fire in me and spread it over me. I jerked, a spasmodic tightening of every muscle in my body as I was enveloped by the most intense organism of my life. It engulfed my whole body, my mind and my spirit as it surged through me leaving nothing behind but a trembling mass.

With my hands still clenched between my legs I fell over, wrapping in a fetal position around Bobby's leg. I didn't feel him pull me down on the bed, but knew he was laying next to me, holding me tight to him, crushing my breasts against his chest.

"Oh God", I murmured for the final time that night as I slipped into unconsciousness. The last thing I remember is Bobby saying we would have to talk in the morning.

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I didn't want to wake up, I didn't want to give up the sublime comfort of peaceful satisfied sleep. The first thing to penetrate my mind was the noise of Bobby down in the kitchen, men have a hard time being quiet. The next was the tight cakey feeling on my chest. That brought it back in a rush, brought back all of the night before as I realized what was coating my breasts. My hand slipped to my pussy and I was surprised by how tender I was. And how quickly I responded with moisture! I jumped from the bed and made for the bathroom.

Once I had taken care of the morning necessities and clean myself up I wrapped in a robe and wandered down stairs. I was apprehensive to say the least. What would Bobby think of me? What would his morning after reaction be now that the heat of the night was gone?

"Good morning sleepy head!" he greeted me in a smiling voice as he got up and walked to the counter to get me a cup of coffee. He set it down in the place next to him and sat back down. I was nervous as a cat. I walked around behind him and kissed him just below his ear where I know he likes it. I laid a hand on each shoulder and mustering all the courage I could find asked, "Are you OK with last night?"

I deliberately stood behind him so I would not have to look into his eyes, or he into mine if he was going to break my heart.

"I am completely OK with last night," he replied," wonderfully OK!"

My heart jumped, I showered him with kisses, scooting around I plopped into his lap, banging the table and sloshing coffee everywhere, I kissed him over and over his face, neck and head. Finally he pulled my lips to his and we shared our love.

"Jackie", he asked in a quizzical tone, "is this a permanent change in our sex life?"

"I certainly hope so!" I gushed.

"Well don't get offended," he began, "but I had the feeling that that was like, you know, maybe just the tip of the iceberg so to speak?"

I blushed, deeply and brightly. I leaned forward and kissed him and through our touching lips whispered, "You can melt my iceberg."

We kissed and cuddled a while then Bobby asked me the question that directed the rest of our lives together.

"Jackie I have never had a real live wild sex machine before so I need to ask because I don't want to screw this up, what are your limits?"

I guess at first he question didn't register and I stared at him with this "Huh?" look. Then as it started to penetrate my mind instantly went to my night time dreams and the early morning fantasies that woke me masturbating. I knew the answer.

"No pain. Just don't do anything to deliberately hurt me," I said in a subdued voice.

Bobby seemed to think for a minute then said, "You know girl that leaves an awful lot of open area!"

"Unhuh, Yep, sure does, the whole iceberg in fact," I blushed out in reply.

"Are you cold?" he asked in a teasing voice.

I looked at him questioningly and replied, "No I'm really quite comfy, why do you ask?"

"Well I'd really rather have you naked," he smiled at me.

'Oh you would, would you!" I quipped as I stood up, faced him, unbelted my robe and let it slip to the floor. I had never felt so sexy and attractive in my life. I did a slow pirouette for him then reseated myself in his lap. As his lips nuzzled my neck and his hand slipped between my thighs I thought, "What a wonderful way to start the day!"

We finished our coffee and necking and when I looked at the clock it was nearly 9AM, obviously I wasn't going to work that day. I sauntered over to the phone, swishing my bare butt for Bobby and called in. It was weird and a little thrilling to talk first to the receptionist then to my boss while I was naked. It was like they could see my state of undress over the phone line.

Bobby had to go to his office for a couple of hours. He is the boss so can't call in sick. Actually he owns a very successful insurance agency selling mostly business and corporate policies. He promised to be back by noon. I walked him to the door and in the most brazenly exhibitionist move of my life kissed him goodbye at the open front door.

I had a couple of hours to kill all by myself and the thing I wanted most at that moment was a long hot soaking bath with scented oil and fragrant candles. I indulged myself. After almost an hour of suspended luxury I emerged rosy skinned and relaxed. I painted my toes to match my nails, thinking Bobby must like the bright red if that's what he picked of all the variety on my vanity. I did admit to myself that there was something inherently sexy about red nails. I dabbed a little Estay Lauder on and then walked to the dressing mirror to admire myself. I liked what I saw. Except I was getting a little bushy down there wasn't I?

I got out my razor and shave cream and sat down to trim. A little triangle? A bikini cut? A heart? Then I laughed out loud and began stripping away the tangled curls. I was as happy as a kid on Christmas morning and truly enjoyed being me more than any time in my life. In a few short minutes I was absolutely naked, my pussy bare for the first time since puberty.

Again in front of the mirror I appraised my new self. Oh I liked it! In my current euphoric state it seemed so right, so appropriate, so fucking sexy. Yeah, that's what it was, fucking sexy. I imagined Bobby's face when he saw the new me and burst into another fit of laughter.

He would be home soon so I started to scramble around. I found a pair of 4 inch heeled black pumps in my closet and then in a moment of inspiration spotted the black stocking garter hanging on the edge of my vanity mirror. I had worn it once when I dressed as a dance hall girl for a costume party. It just barely slipped over my head then fit snuggly around my throat. I brushed my hair, did a light eye shadow and found a ruby red lipstick to match my nails.

I was an awesome sight, naked body and bare pussy framed by the black heels and choker. Bobby was going to love this!

I rushed downstairs just in time to hear Bobby's car enter the driveway. I ducked into the kitchen. I wanted to meet him from there, walking across the tile floors of the kitchen and hallway to the foyer, using the click of my heels to accent and announce my entrance. It went perfectly. Bobby did his usual "Honey I'm home" imitation of Desi Arnez then stood in the foyer putting up his jacket and briefcase. I broke into a models stride and came out from cover behind the fridge. Bobby did a classic double take then broke into a wolf whistle as he watched my entrance.

"Wow!" he spurted.

"Oh my word!" he added

With a she devils grin I ran my hands up my thighs and over my bare sex, then across my belly and up to cup my breasts. "Do you like?" I asked.

He walked to me and placing one arm around me hugged me to him. With his mouth on mine his other hand found my pussy and began to tease me.

"I'm going to ask you again," he said, "what are your limits?"

That question had been in my head since morning. Even as I primped and preened I had been mulling it over on some level. I pushed away slightly so I could look into his eyes.
He took my hand and placed it on his cock, my fingers encircling it and feeling the enormous size.

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