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I never could’ve foreseen bunking with Dinah as long as I did. When the beautiful woman had first invited me to her place, I thought for sure it would end up being a one-night thing, and when she offered to put me up indefinitely, I had instantly shot the kind proposal down because I suddenly became fearful of what would happen to her if I did indeed stay. Being the intelligent person she was, the clever female was quick to point out that I couldn’t continue to live my life in fear the way I had been doing for the last eight years. She convinced me I had to take a stand instead of hiding in the shadows for the rest of my existence…and she also claimed that if anyone could help me do that, she could.A few days turned into a month, and then a month turned into three more. Before I knew it, the end of autumn was approaching and I was still living with my gracious hostess. I admit that there were a few times when I thought about bailing on her – for her safety, of course – and vanishing from her life when she was working down at the theatre, but just as she had said, nothing untoward had happened to threaten her existence. No one seemed to know that I was staying with her, and she didn’t seem to be in any kind of danger as Cassie had been.Speaking of Cassie, through Dinah’s connections and her “techno-wizardry” as I liked to call it, she was able to inform me that Cassandra was doing just fine. My old friend and flame was still living in her parents’ grand estate on the outskirts of my hometown…and she was still doing so alone. I knew I had to see her again at some point so I could explain to her why I had unceremoniously up and vanished from her life. I wanted her to know that it had been through no fault of hers, but because I had been trying my best to protect her. It seems like no matter how many times I try to do the right thing, somebody always ends up getting hurt in the end. That was something I sorely wanted to correct.Still, my fear of the unknown and what had been following me around for all those years didn’t just go away over the course of one night. I’ve always been a somewhat paranoid person, so there were certainly days when I was convinced that something was going to happen to ruin the perfect setup I had achieved with Dinah. I kept telling myself that someone would slide a letter under the door or leave some kind of crude bomb in her mailbox, but she kept reminding me I had to get past that negative line of thinking and take my life back. I couldn’t keep fearing what may or may not have been following me. I needed to live in the now.During the time I stayed at Dinah’s, I helped her examine the steady influx of paranormal cases that came across her laptop screen. When she would have to go to work at the theatre, I would sometimes tag along and pitch in in any way that I could, but other times I would stay behind in her apartment and go over the constantly arriving documents in order to weed out the false claims from the legit ones. About three months in, I was becoming a true pro at spotting the fakers and knowing which problems needed our full attention.It was a particularly chilling day at the beginning of winter when Dinah made a sudden suggestion to me as we played a movie in her living quarters while sitting at her dining room table, rifling through papers and information. She didn’t do so right away, but it had been after a little “workout session” we had indulged in. At first, she seemed a little hesitant about how to say things, but then she…Hold on one second. I’m going to backtrack to the workout session first. I have a feeling that’s a part of the story everyone is dying to hear about, and quite frankly, it’s something I could certainly benefit from sharing and reliving. I think it goes without saying that seeing a fine woman dressed in skin-tight shorts and a sleeveless, white shirt that shows a ton of sideboob and almost the same amount of underboob is one of the hottest things on the face of this planet or any other. Nipping out while almost falling out of said top at the same time only serves as a sexier detail and makes things even better.So Dinah and I had been spending a weekend going through a bunch of new cases that were coming in so we could forward the information to Sara. In the time I had spent working with Dinah, I found that she acted as something of an intermediary and would gather necessary details that she would in essence relay to her “boss.” We had been at it for hours, and eventually, after having our brains fried from studying so many cases, my voluptuous friend asked if I’d want to take a break and work out for a bit. I nodded and said it sounded like a solid idea.Dinah smiled in return and then disappeared to her room momentarily. When she came back out to the main living area, she had on the ensemble I previously mentioned. I shouldn’t Sex hikayeleri have to say that I was sporting a boner almost within seconds.Seeing the effect she had on me, the sultry cougar laughed before tossing me something. When I caught it and finally unfolded it, I realized it was a tight pair of black shorts similar to what she had on. With a confused expression on my face, I couldn’t help but chortle, “What am I supposed to do with these?”“Go put them on so we can work out! I’m going to put you through the wringer today!”Dinah and I had worked out together a few other times since I had started staying with her. We would usually put a movie on for some background noise and then lay a mat out on her living room floor after moving the coffee table out of the way so we could do sit-ups and other styles of crunches. I would tend to impress her with how many push-ups I could do, but she never attempted any. I’m sure I don’t have to explain why they never worked out too well for her.With her hair in a ponytail, Dinah laid the mat out as I went into the bathroom and disrobed so I could attempt to put the skimpy shorts on. Leaving my other clothes in a folded pile on the countertop near the sink, I pulled the tight skivvies on and glanced down at myself before taking a look in the mirror. I couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous I looked. I wondered when Dinah had purchased the meager drawers and if she had done so with me in mind or if they were actually something she had planned on wearing herself. Regardless, my dick was about to slither out of them on one side since they left very little to the imagination, and if she made me the least bit hard during our exercise session, there was a very real possibility that something would snap in half if it didn’t end up wriggling down my leg seeking freedom.I made my way out of the bathroom and had to walk carefully since my testicles didn’t have a whole lot of breathing room. I stood just behind the wall so I could peer around the corner and view Dinah as she lay on her right side lifting her left leg into the air in order to touch her outstretched corresponding arm. She was already working up a sweat without me and looked absolutely fascinating while doing so.When I finally entered the room, the busty brunette rolled onto her back and glanced up at me with a huge grin on her face. Her white teeth sparkled and her breasts were so close to sliding out of the bottom of her top that I could see the dark edges of her areolas. She started to laugh since I’m sure I looked thoroughly ludicrous in those tight torture devices she had me wearing. “Marcus! Holy smokes! I can see the outline of your cock!”“If you couldn’t, I’d be pretty damn ashamed of myself!” I responded in jest. “There’s hardly any room to put anything in these shorts!”The blue-eyed beauty laughed and remained in a supine position on the mat. Since she was flattened out, she started to raise her pelvis into the air while steadily breathing. Her lips pursed as she expelled her short breaths and turned her focus to the ceiling.I knew exactly what the voluptuous vixen was doing: She was taunting me. Every time her pelvis went in the air, she gave me a view of her reclining chest…and her nipples were just barely holding that top on her body every time it fell back. I could see right down her shirt, and the complete undersides of both breasts were clearly visible to me as she pretended to not be doing anything mischievous.I watched her for a few seconds and thought about whipping my dick out right then and there so I could begin pleasuring it. I was glad I decided to wait, though, because she abruptly rolled over and started doing what was known as a “cobra stretch.” Again, the woman was simply toying with me and attempting to get a rise out of me…and succeeding, of course. I continued to watch as she started to change it up yet again and fall back so she could raise her ass in the air…“Hey, Marcus,” Dinah broke into my thoughts as she fell back in a seated position. She then pointed at something close to the wall nearest to me and asked, “Would you be a dear and hand me that jump rope?”I did as I was asked and knew what was coming. Apart from an engorged erection, I felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead as the busty brunette started to skip rope while her tits bounced out of her top. Those nipples were flashing into view with her jumps and looked absolutely glorious while doing so.Placing a hand over my groin, I watched that fantastic female hop up and down for a good two minutes before coming to a stop and making yet another request of me. When I did my best to keep my eyes above her neck, I heard her ask if I’d be willing to fetch her water bottle from the kitchen. She had apparently forgotten about it and really needed a drink.Again, I followed the orders to a Sikiş hikayeleri T and retrieved the receptacle for her. I was about to hand it to her so she could take a sip, but she instead let her head fall back as her mouth opened wide. She apparently wanted me to pour the soothing liquid down her gullet for her. I did just that…at first, anyway.After giving Dinah enough to drink, I moved the bottle just a bit so the water continued to pour out…but now it was running down her chest and saturating her skimpy shirt. When she had stopped skipping rope, one of her nipples managed to return to concealment, but the other was still visible. I made sure to get it wet…and I could clearly see the other one through the white fabric. The sultry cougar looked so incredibly hot.“How dare you!” she playfully called out while pretending to be mad. She animatedly slapped the bottle away. “I can’t believe you’d do something like that!”“Sorry!” I also jested even though I really wasn’t. I had been around Dinah long enough to know when the mature woman was getting riled up, and it was easy to see that she was ten steps past her normal level of horniness. I can’t say it enough that when it comes to being with an older female, it’s such a turn-on to know when I’m making them randy.“Now my mat’s all wet!” The blue-eyed beauty imitated being upset. She then dropped to the mat and placed herself over the wet spots with her back on them as she put her hands behind her head in order to prepare for some sit-ups. “Now I’ll have to dry it off with my body! Thanks a lot!”“I’m so sorry,” I apologized in a fake tone as I set the water bottle down on the coffee table we had moved. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”Studying my pecks and abs, the mischievous woman flashed me a wry smile and finally ordered, “Come over here.”I did as I was told and loomed over her right side. “Yes?”“Squat down over my tummy while I do some sit-ups.”I raised an eyebrow while asking, “What exactly is that supposed to do?”“I want some incentive to actually do these damn crunches!” The sultry cougar chuckled since she thought her answer sounded obvious.“And how is my squatting over you going to be an incentive?”“Well, first of all, you’re going to take those little shorts off! Then, you’re going to let that glorious cock of yours act as the bait I’m working towards!”I smiled since I clearly understood what Dinah was requesting of me. I was more than happy to free my dick from the compact nightmare it had been trapped in, and once it flopped out and brought a smile to the mature woman’s face, I placed one of my feet over her so I could straddle her tummy. I then carefully lowered myself to my knees and crossed my arms as I smiled down at the brown-haired beauty. My rigid penis was pointing directly at her face, and I watched as she completed her first sit-up…and raised herself far enough to wrap her luscious lips around the crown of my cock.“Mmm,” the mature woman moaned, and then dropped back a few inches before instantly moving forward again. She repeated the process at least ten times, and every time she locked her lips to my dick, she made sure to swirl her tongue around it while also giving me a good suck.I smiled when I could plainly tell that lust was beginning to overtake my older companion. At one point, she overexerted herself and continued to push forward so she could take in more of my length. With her hands still behind her head to create the allusion that she was still working out under normal conditions, Dinah glanced up at me and looked so damn sexy while doing so. She tried to smile with a mouthful of dick, and I knew exactly what I wanted to do next.Before the busty brunette could inhale all of me, I withdrew my piece from her mouth and slid back just a few inches. I then angled myself downward and set my slab of meat on her defined abs. As she watched on in glee, I pushed my aroused member forward until it was under her shirt and between her massive breasts. I then started titty-fucking her while placing my hands on the jugs so I could push them together and crush my pecker in between. I let out a sensual sigh since my prick felt right at home between her moistened melons.Dinah began moaning beneath me as I continued to work my way back and forth. After about a minute of indulging in those amorous breasts, I started to slowly get up…but I did so with my dick still beneath her skimpy top so it would pull part of it up with me. When my manhood failed to cooperate and reveal as much as I wanted to see, I simply reached down and lifted the shirt enough to bring both tits completely out of hiding.“Naughty!” Dinah called out as she playfully swatted at me. Of course, she made no effort whatsoever to cover her chest back up.I laughed as I stood erect – no pun intended – before bending down to offer Erotik hikaye her my hands. I then asked, “Want to try something new?”“Like what?” The sultry cougar asked with intrigue in her voice as she let me help her up. I had certainly piqued her curiosity since our experience with bagpiping had been new to both of us.“Want to attempt some push-ups?”“Oh, Marcus! You know I can’t successfully do any of those!” She then motioned toward her massive chest as she reminded me, “My breasts always manage to get in the way!”“What if I gave you an incentive like I did with the sit-ups?” I queried.Dinah raised an eyebrow and was even more immersed in my idea than before. “Go on…”I dropped down to the floor and placed myself in a supine position. Once I was flat, my dick stood straight up. I motioned toward it with my head and told my brown-haired compeer, “Why don’t you assume the position for some push-ups with your head right above me and see what happens!”The blue-eyed beauty caught wind of what I was doing right away and seemed to be game. She dropped down by my pelvis and placed her hands flat on the mat by my side. She then smiled up at me before gazing longingly at my cock and opening wide. Descending ever so slowly, she inhaled a good portion of my staff before giving it her all and pushing herself back up so she had nothing but my glans in her mouth. She then repeated the process and did about five push-ups before falling back and energetically calling out, “I did it!”“You sure did!” I cheered her on since she felt victorious. Her form may not have been the best, but the fit woman had always struggled with proper push-ups due to her chest size. After some proper “motivation” and offering my stiffened penis as a prize, though, she had been able to pull off the impossible.Sitting on her posterior directly next to me, the voluptuous vixen’s eyes seemed to light up as she clapped her hands together and announced, “I have a great idea!”“What is it?” I asked since I loved seeing Dinah happy.The busty brunette dropped onto her back and assumed a supine position just as I had while informing me, “I want you to do some push-ups now with me as the incentive!”I liked where my stacked friend was going with her thought process as her gigantic breasts drooped to her sides, but I wasn’t sure where she wanted me. “But how do you propose I go about…”I stopped in the middle of my sentence when I saw Dinah open her mouth wide while staring directly at me.It goes without saying that I quickly positioned myself over her so my hard-on was aimed directly at her oral orifice. I had to spread my legs instead of keeping them straight, but I almost felt that doing so made the push-ups easier. Without hesitation, I began lowering myself and did a ton of them as I felt supreme pleasure down below. Every successful push-up I completed resulted in my dick traveling down Dinah’s gullet, and I wasn’t about to let up unless she needed me to stop.I’m not sure how many I actually did, but I know that a few times, I pushed myself up too high and exited her mouth completely. When I had gone back down on those occasions, my tip would jab her in the cheek. Each time that happened, I hastily apologized. Thinking nothing of it, the gracious brunette would just guide my prick right back toward her mouth and allow me to continue.Eventually, we both tired of the games and decided it was time to just tear one off. It didn’t take me long to have Dinah’s shorts ripped off, and even though her flimsy top was still on her, it was perched above her breasts and allowed me full access to them as I pinched her nipples while she jerked on my rod. We were both sweating profusely as she dropped to her knees and placed my meat staff between her king-sized knockers.I let out another low sigh as I reached down and placed my hands on hers. She had been squeezing her breasts together in order to suffocate my wiener between them, and I wanted to aid her in doing so. After a few seconds, she ultimately let me take over squeezing duty so she could rip her top off. We were both wearing nothing but socks as she also pulled the hair tie out of her brown locks.I ran a hand through the dark tresses as Dinah once again took over and compressed my cock. I couldn’t help but chuckle as I told her, “There’s only one bad thing about titty-banging you, Dinah!”“What’s that?” she asked, pretending to look offended as she glanced up at me while continuing to pleasure me.“Your boobs are so big that they make my dick look minuscule!” I chortled.“I don’t think you have anything to worry about, Marcus!” The sultry cougar responded in a deeply feminine voice. I could tell that she was even more horny than she had been when we originally started our little workout session just from the tone her voice had taken. She then eased up on what she was doing so she could grab my dick and begin rubbing it against one of her nipples. She pressed the tip right up against her left nub, and then she stood up and gave me a kiss. Her breathing had accelerated in such a way that I knew she was ready to take things to the next level.

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